I think I have an interesting story to share, so prepare yourself for a bit of a lengthy read!

So, about four months ago, I found out there was an Infinity Spa branch in Las Piñas. Ever since, I’d been curious but hadn’t had the chance to visit—until last night. It was the first time this year that I felt completely stressed out. I’m a graduating student with a corporate job, and I also work out regularly. It was my rest day yesterday, so the timing was perfect for me to unwind or get a massage.

After dinner with friends, I decided to walk into the spa around 8 PM. I had been scrolling through Reddit earlier to see what kind of service first-timers usually try, and a lot of people were recommending the combi massage. So, I went for that one.

When I arrived, I had no clue where to go or what to do. A masseur guided me to the locker room, and as soon as I stepped inside, I was surrounded by men in towels. It was a bit overwhelming since I wasn’t used to seeing that many half-naked guys in one place. Just for context, I’m 24, chinito, average height, and mestizo. I hit the gym regularly, so I’d say I have a pretty average gym bod—used to be a twink, but now I’m a solid TWUNK, haha!

After putting my stuff in the locker, I took a shower, and the masseur led me to the massage room. The guy seemed kind of awkward, and he whispered so softly that I couldn’t understand what he was saying half the time. But, whatever, I was here for the massage.

And honestly, the massage was amazing—way more pressure than I was used to, but in a good way. He started on my back and arms, and when he moved to my legs, he began rubbing my ass. After leg day, it was perfect—exactly what I needed. Then, as he massaged my lower legs all the way up to my butt, he slipped his fingers in a way that his fingertips brushed against my balls. It felt so good that a whispered moan escaped me.

I started getting turned on. When he asked me to turn over, he massaged my legs again, doing the same thing but this time letting his hand graze my dick. I was pretty worked up by then. At one point, he even positioned my foot so it would brush against his dick. Then, in a barely audible voice, he whispered, "Sir, baka gusto niyo sensual?"

I could barely hear him, but he repeated, “Sensual, sir?” By then, I was really aroused, so I considered it. I figured it was my first time, so why not try it for the experience, right? I asked him how much, and he replied, "Ikaw bahala, sir."

As a first-timer, I honestly had no clue about the rates, so I awkwardly suggested, "500?" The look on his face was priceless—he was clearly not impressed, like “Are you serious?” But how was I supposed to know? I upped it to 1k after feeling the pressure (and my horniness). He asked for 2k, but being a working student, I thought 1k was reasonable enough for my first try.

He removed my towel and started stroking me with some oil. He was good, but there was a problem—I take a while to finish, and I could tell after just a few minutes that he was getting bored or maybe just going through the motions. My excitement quickly faded, and I told him he could stop. He even asked, “Sure ka, sir? Sayang yung 1k mo.” But in my head, I was thinking, kuya mukhang bored ka na so whats the point? Hahaha

He went back to the regular massage, asking if there were any specific areas I wanted him to focus on. I mentioned my left shoulder had been stiff for a while, and he really worked out the knots—props to him for that, he was actually a great masseur.

The massage ended at around 9:30. I was supposed to get 80 minutes, so I was a bit confused when he said we were done earlier than expected. Then he casually asked for his tip, and I told him I’d give it to him after my sauna session. But he insisted, saying he was about to leave.

So, I went to my locker to look for my wallet. For a good 10 minutes, I was rummaging through my gym bag, and every time someone walked in, kuya was there, staring at me like I was about to run off without paying him. It was a little annoying, to be honest, because I fully intended to tip him. Luckily, I found a 500-peso bill, handed it to him, and told him I’d GCash the rest.

I sent him the GCash outside the locker room and even showed him the receipt. No reaction—he just walked off. The massage itself was great, and the spa was nice, but man, his attitude kind of ruined the vibe for me.

HERES THE PART WHERE IT GETS WILD...

So, I was in the locker room, fresh from my massage, rocking the towel and the bathrobe provided. Honestly, everyone else was just in their towels, but it's not like I have body issues or anything—I’d say I’ve got a pretty nice build, thanks to gym time. Still, it was my first time here, and I was feeling a bit shy. I hopped in the shower to wash off all the massage oil, and I have to admit, the shower was actually pretty nice. After that, I slipped back into the robe and towel, then decided to check out the sauna.

First stop: the wooden sauna on the left. It was so steamy I could barely see where I was going. I almost tripped over myself, but I managed to find a seat. There were about five of us in there, all just enjoying the heat. It was super relaxing—exactly what I needed. I stayed there for a good 10 or 15 minutes before heading back to the shower.

Now, here’s where I started to feel a bit ridiculous. I realized I still had my robe on the whole time in the sauna! Haha! So, I tossed it in the laundry basket and decided to try the other sauna, the one on the right with the tiles. And this is where things started to get really interesting.

I stepped into the tiled sauna, and once again, I couldn’t see a thing—just thick steam everywhere. I found a seat, and this time, it felt even better than the wooden sauna. There were four of us, spaced out, but this guy sitting just one seat away from me started discreetly brushing my fingertips with his. At first, I ignored it, but after the third or fourth time, curiosity got the better of me. On the next brush, I touched his fingers back.

To my surprise, he responded by tapping my hand. Now, I’m sitting there thinking, Is there like a secret signal I’m missing here? Tap once to say hi, tap twice for something else? Haha, I had no clue. Anyway, I played along, and next thing I know, he’s holding my hand with his fingers. And let me tell you, the hot, steamy sauna started doing things to me—I was definitely getting turned on.

Without thinking much of it, I started touching myself. The guy noticed and began playing with my nipples, which, fun fact, are a sensitive spot for me. I was so turned on that I quietly started moaning, pulling him closer. I couldn’t really see his face through all the steam, but he seemed like a regular guy. He leaned in and started licking my nipples, and at this point, I was already jerking off.

Just as things were heating up, another guy walked in. He sat down beside me, and after watching for a second, he started touching my legs. I gave him a little signal, and without hesitation, he went down on me. And let me tell you, this guy was really good—like, next-level good. I wasn’t thinking about anything else; it felt amazing. One guy on my left was still playing with my nipples while the guy on my right was giving me the best head of my life. Plus, the steam sauna added this whole new layer to the experience—it was like a fantasy come true.

At some point, the three other guys in the sauna just sat there, watching the whole thing unfold. The guy across from me even started sucking the nipples of the guy next to him, and eventually, the guy giving me head got the spotlight all to himself. He kneeled down, and wow—his skills were out of this world. I’m not one to finish quickly, but with him, I was on the edge.

More guys came in, but most of them just watched. I was loving every second of it, but after a while, the guy stood up and guided my head toward his nipples. I went with it for a bit, but then he tried to kiss me. Now, kissing is where I draw the line—especially with someone I can’t even see properly in the steam. So, I dodged it as politely as I could. I think he got a little disappointed, but I mean, we’d already had quite the fun. I gave him a little thank-you tap on the lap and headed out for a quick shower.

After that wild moment with the guy who gave me an incredible head, I decided to head back in for one last round in the sauna. This time, I thought, why not make things interesting? So I went back to the tiled sauna, and now there were around eight guys in there. I found a spot at the edge, propped my feet up, and just let the steam take over.

This guy next to me started tapping my fingertips again—guess it’s a thing there, huh? I tapped him back, feeling more confident than before. Since I was already comfortable with the vibe, I thought, what if I just start jerking off? So, without hesitation, I unwrapped my towel and started rubbing myself right there. The guy on my left began caressing my legs and nipples, and the one on my right was watching intently while doing the same.

At this point, I was really getting into it. Every time someone new walked in, I’d pause, put my towel back on, wait for them to settle, and then start up again. It didn’t take long for every guy in there to be watching me. Soon enough, there were 12 guys just glued to the sight of me pleasuring myself. It was a surreal feeling—like I was putting on a show, and they were all enchanted by it hahaha.

A few of them even started touching me, one guy came over and sucked me off for a few seconds, while others were content just watching. Honestly, I didn’t mind the attention—it gave me a weird confidence boost. Eventually, though, I started to feel overwhelmed by all the eyes on me. When I hit that point, I decided it was time to wrap things up. I stood up, put my towel back on, but when I was walking out of the sauna, I caught something from my peripheral view—three guys stood up and started following me. My first instinct was to speed up because, let’s be honest, it’s a little awkward having them trail behind me, especially with the lights on in the shower area. I headed straight to the showers, ready to clean up and get out of there. I grabbed the green apple liquid soap, which smelled surprisingly fresh, and started scrubbing myself down, trying to calm my thoughts. After drying off with my now-soaked towel from all the back-and-forth sauna sessions, I pulled the curtain back... and guess what? Four guys were standing right in front of my shower, waiting.

Now, as an introvert, this was overwhelming. I had already had my fun, and all I wanted at that point was to go home. I was exhausted, it was getting late, and I had been at the spa for what felt like ages. Without even making eye contact, I just walked right past them and headed for my locker.

Dude, let me tell you—everyone was staring at me, and I knew exactly why. They had all seen me masturbating in the sauna. Strangely, instead of feeling self-conscious, I actually felt confident, like, maybe they enjoyed the show I put on?

I opened my locker and put on my glasses—I have terrible vision—then dropped my towel. I was completely naked as I pulled on my socks and boxers. When I turned around to put my gym bag on the bench, they were still staring at me. I couldn’t help but laugh to myself, but I just kept ignoring them, focusing on getting ready to leave.

Some guys edged closer, phones in hand, and I could see out of the corner of my eye that one of them was on Instagram, likely wanting to ask for mine. But no one said anything, no one made the move, probably because they were waiting for me to acknowledge them. But being an introvert, if you don’t directly approach me or strike up a conversation, I’m not going to make the first move. It’s just how I am—socially awkward, especially since this was my first time.

Before leaving, I checked myself out in the mirror—cap on, glasses, black fitted gym shirt, casual pants. As I was fixing my hair, this guy in his late 30s walked over, counting what looked like hundreds of pesos in his hands. He got really close, and I had this weird thought—is he trying to pay me for something? I mean, was he expecting me to do something for that money? But honestly, I wasn’t interested, plus he wasn’t even my type, so I just walked right past him, uninterested.

To my surprise, he poked my arm as if trying to get my attention or maybe get me to accept the cash? I don’t know! But I kept walking and didn’t look back. I handed the keys to the reception, exited the spa, and headed straight home.

My skin felt incredible by the time I got back—soft, plump, and glowing. So, overall, I’d give the experience a solid 9.5/10 for a first-timer.

But yeah, if you’ve made it this far into my story and you’re up for it, maybe you’d want to join me on my second spa adventure? :p