Another day's hard work I thought to myself. Considering I have not hit the gym for a solid week due to finals and work, I challenged myself by swimming a workout set from my old high school swim team days.
I usually am able to check both gals and guys while swimming, quickly
shooting glances at the spa or people stepping out of the steam room and
sauna. It was near midnight and no one of real interest struck me.
After my last few encounters at the gym I was beginning to think these
shower quickies were a gym norm rather than coincidences.
I hopped out of the pool thinking if I may by chance run into someone at
midnight in the showers. Straining my ears while completing my warm
down stretches I failed to pick up anyone showering in the men's locker
room. I was both disappointed and guilty for not getting any action
tonight and hoping for some. I grabbed my towel and walked into the
locker room; the air temperature is always a few degrees cooler as I
stepped into the shower room already covered in goose bumps.
I instinctively chose the last shower farthest from the door and quickly
turned on the faucet. Underneath the showerhead I removed my worn
training Speedo noticing how faded and sheer they have gotten. Naked, I
slowly let the almost scalding water warm my body. I began to fantacize
about a guy I saw a few weeks ago in the shower I was in.
He was African-American looked about 20 and was my height 5'8, but his
body was nearly impeccable. Chiseled abs that wanted to burst out and
toned leg and arm muscles. I've seen him before in his tight blue Speedo
definitely showing off his body. I nearly popped a boner in the cold
pool water as I stole glances at him every time I took a breath to the
side. I realized all 3 lanes were taken and decided to invite him into
my lane as an act of swimmer's courtesy. Finishing my repetition I stood
up and muttered something to the effect of "We can split if you want"
referring to splitting the lane into two. He first gave me a surprised
look and nodded in agreement as he stepped toward the lane. Not wanting
to be obvious I quickly began my next set. He only swam for about 15
minutes and headed toward the showers, as I heard the familiar sound of
the showerhead turn on.
I finished my workout 20 minutes later and headed into the shower as
well. I was surprised to still find him showering at the very last
stall. Unfortunately, the one across was occupied and again not wanting
to be to obvious I chose the farthest shower stall opposite of him that
still afforded a decent view, but was also visible from the locker room.
A few seconds in, he pulled off his Speedo and turned to feel the
massaging spray of water on his back. My mouth almost dropped as he
revealed a huge flaccid cock. I must have been 7 inches long lying their
limp between his legs. His eyes were closed as he stood their revealing
his gigantic cock. The man opposite him toweled off and left as he
began to rub his muscular butt and chiseled chest. He never looked in my
direction, but he knew I was looking as he reveled and caressed about
every inch of his body. Knowing this wasn't going anywhere after a good
10 minutes of this I stepped out got dressed and jerked off at home.
Remembering this in the shower brought life back to my lifeless cock. I
opened my eyes again under the shower and noticed that someone occupied
the shower opposite me. Glancing back I noticed a tall Latino man, in
his twenties, and not bad looking. He was pretty fit as well. I
continued to shower, slowly soaping myself and stealing glances behind
me. I was nervous again. He turned sideways as he began to wash his
cock. I noticed him stealing casual glances at me and making some
intense eye contact. He was pretty damn good looking I thought as he let
the water roll down his head over his face. He made slight moaning
sounds as if the water felt so good wrapping around his body. My cock
immediately grew hard as I quickly turned and changed the temperature to
a cooler degree to let my cock subdue. DAMN. I began to soap my ass and
inner thighs bending over slightly hoping to give him a good view as I
contemplated whet to do now. I turned a bit and revealed my hard cock.
In my peripheral vision his face slightly turned to take a look at my
cock and his hand slowly reached down to his already semi-hard cock. It
was dark and his cock only was about 4 inches but still had more to go. I
didn't notice his balls, but my cock was already at full mast after
taking in those details. My 6-inch cock grew harder, but the swimming
pool still left my balls glued to my body.
The man shut off the water and did an awkward walk toward his towel
hanging on the wall between our stalls. Grabbing it, he took a step
towards me as I turned around to let him take a closer look at my cock.
He heart beat faster. This is it, I thought. Looking up he gave me a
smirk and reached down with his big hands to grab my cock. Slowly he
began to massage it as he held the towel in his other hand. His eyes
glued to the entrance afraid that someone may come in. I closed my eyes
and let out a soft moan. He let go and set his towel on the hook again.
He motioned his head to say "Let's get out of here." I froze. These
encounters never occurred elsewhere other than the confines of the
shower stalls we were in. Terrified on the inside, I coolly shook my
head. He got the idea that you either get it now or you do not get it at
He shrugged and stepped closer into my stall. Excited, I grabbed his
cock and began by stocking and squeezing it. The feeling of his hard
6-inch penis made me quiver as he reached behind with one hand putting a
finger into my crack. I let him explore my ass as we stood side by side
facing the door me jacking him off, him fingering me. The excitement of
someone walking in intensified my senses. Feeling his big hand in my
crack made me moan as he then proceeded to stick his finger inside my
virgin hole. I let out a whimper as he roughly plunged his middle finger
into my ass. I jumped forward a bit trying to let him get into me
deeper as I continued to vigorously continued to jack him off. He was
only able to get less than half his finger inside of me, because there
was no lube and he could tell I was feeling a little be of pain. He
massaged my hole as I began to feel him beginning to cum. I looked over
to his cock in my hand. I was angling it up as it began to spurt thick
beads of cum. There was no shot, which disappointed me but only dribbled
down the bottom side of his cock as I pointed it up toward his head.
Without thinking I stepped in front of him and grabbed my cock. With one
hand, I jacked off my cock and his cock as I felt his cum oozing onto
my dick. The feeling of his cock squeezed onto my cock threw me over the
edge. I always wanted to do that. His cum was perfect lube for my
aching cock. He quickly stepped back into his stall and me into mine. He
watched me as I fervently stroked my cock, shooting wads of cum that
almost shot into his stall. I looked up to see him smiling at me.
He turned on his shower and we watched each other rinse off for a few
minutes. We both exited the showers at the same time breathing heavily
with smiles across our faces. Luckily, no one was around to questions
us. Getting changed I wondered if he would be waiting for me outside to
hook up. Terrified I stepped over to find that he had already changed
and was leaving the locker rooms towards the main gym floor. I quickly
changed and headed towards the opposite exit towards the pool. I was
thankful I did not run into him.
Needless to say I got home and jacked off again replaying the scenes in
my head. Maybe I'll stop by again next Sunday night to see if he'll be