Archive for November, 2007

After the workout…

First of… I AM NOT GAY… bi-curious maybe but not gay

I went to the gym today. As usual I did my workout and when finished I headed to the changing rooms. I got to my locker and stripped off my clothes, took bath towel, amenities and went for my shower. I noticed there was a guy stripping his clothes off. He already topless, with an impressive chest, but wearing his jeans. I guessed he just got in and was changing into his workout gear.

I went in to the shower room. My gym has a steam room, shower stalls, bathtub and a sitting area where people can sit on short stools with a mirror in front of them. There are no walls between them and often you get men sitting next to each other having a conversation while washing themselves.

I sat down in one of the stools, rinsed the area once with the shower and sat down. Soon after, I noticed the guy (lockerguy) I saw earlier around my locker and come in. Not unusual for people to come to the gym to shower only without a workout. He left a space between himself and me. He just had a small hand towel. I didn’t immediately sit down on the stool, he reached down, turned on the shower. The shower head is a little low so that when sitting down, it would be easier to get a hold of. When he turned on the shower, the shower sprayed directly on to his cock. As the shower sprayed he gave his balls a quick rub and wash, while looking over to where I was. He then sat down on the stool and started to wash his hair. Another man sat next to me, I recognized him from the swimming pools. We talked a little while he washed himself and me shaving. Lockerguy finished washing himself and stood up. Again he reached down, turned on the shower allowing it to spray on his cock while he gave it a few tugs. He stood up while I was still soaping myself and sat on the edge of the bathtub. I could see from the corner of my eye that he was looking back. Soon, the older man next to me got up and left, and I was alone washing myself. By this time, lockerguy had waded in the bathtub on to the other side, still half in. He had his cock exposed but he covered himself. I finished washing myself and was ready to soak. I could see him looking at me walking towards the bathtub. I squatted outside the bathtub, splashed buckets of hot water on me and stepped in. As I lowered myself down he did too. I was enjoying the warm water but sensed he was still looking at me. By this time another guy was in the bathtub (its a big bathtub, I think 8 guys can sit comfortable), in between us. He took got up and left leaving us just us. In one section of the bathtub, there are jacuzzi bubbles and lockerguy was sitting there. He had stepped out of the bathtub and I wanted bubbles and slide over. He gone in to the shower booths. I was enjoying my bubbles when emerged again. This time he walked in and sat right next to me. We weren’t shoulder to shoulder touching, but close enough. I had my hands underwater, under my knees. I kept still, avoiding the even the slight brush of his skin, giving him the wrong impression. He got up and moved across to the edge of the bathtub. I could see his cock. I was impressed at his length and girth, very unlike Japanese. He just sat there, looking dazed. It was time for me to get going and I went to the shower stall to rinse off the bath water. As I got up I walked right by him, his face inches from my cock. It was blatant obvious he was staring at my cock, twisting his head as I walked by. I got in the far end of the shower stall (no curtains) and sure enough he followed me, taking the opposite shower stall. He was checked that I was in showering, and went in his. I started to shower first facing away from him, towards the wall. I put my head under the shower, I could look back and see he too was facing the wall. He has a smooth ass, his arms between his legs, moving. With the walls of the stalls giving him a little privacy to rub his dick. I turned around, with my ass on the tap allowing the water to cascade down my head and chest, I could see he was focused on my cock, he was still facing the wall but his neck twisted back looking at my cock.

I was confused. My cock was twitching from semi-hard to flaccid, I was scared to walk out of the stalls with a full blown erection and make everyone else upset. I let him enjoy looking at my cock, pretending to be unaware of his arm movements.

I got out of the showers and dried myself. Lockerguy followed me out, standing next to me as he wiped himself down. I tried to look away from him. I was standing in the vanity area with my towel wrapped around my waist. I was drying my hair he came in but quickly left. Maybe he realized he was being too obvious going after my cock.

I walked out to my locker and got changed into my clothes. He was still there, a few lockers down. He had the gym towel, guessing he came just to shower and not work out. He kept glancing towards me and I didn’t know what to do. I finally made way out of the gym and he did not follow me out.

After I left I started to wonder if I was a little more bolder. When I was in the shower, while he was jerking off with his back twisted so he look at my cock, what if I gave my cock a few tugs just to get it hard. Would he been happier? Would we have cummed? Did he have the courage to walk into my shower and suck my dick? Of course this is all my imagination running wild.

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