(Everyone depicted in this story is over the age of 18.)
I hesitated before pulling my bathing suit off. After two hours stuffed in my Speedo in the cold water of the pool, I was self-conscious of how small it would look. Most of the other guys in the locker room were coming in and out from the weight room. Their sweaty, hot junk, looked huge in comparison. Doesn’t help that I’m a grower to begin with.
Fuck it. There’s nothing more natural feeling than being naked around other guys. I discreetly gave my dick a quick tug to breathe some life back into it and took my bathing suit off.
A mixture of excitement and insecurity rushed through my body. I wanted to grab my boxers and slide them back on as fast as possible, but I stopped myself. Relax. Nobody cares.
I instead took a minute to finish drying off.
“Hey man, do you know if the front desk has extra towels?”
My heart started racing. It was the cute guy I had seen swimming a couple lanes over from me in the pool. And here he was talking to me and here I was dick out and speechless.
“Uhhh, I’m not sure. Um I don’t think so,” I stammered. My mind raced. Holy shit, did he just give me a glance up and down?? No I must be seeing what I want to see.
“Damn. I left mine at home. Oh well.” He paused, giving me one last look up and down. Or did he, maybe I’m going crazy I thought.
As he turned to walk away I made brief eye contact with him. Those soft brown eyes pulled at something in my chest. Those abs. That lean, hard body. And fuck, that ass.
I reached down to grab my boxers, eager to cover back up before anyone noticed my dick starting to get hard.
That was an odd interaction. Why did he ask me? And did he really check me out? I tried to calm my mind. No, it was nothing. You’re reading too much into this Patrick.
Boxers back on, I started to pull the rest of my clothes out of my bag. As I did so I did my usual casual look around the locker room to check out to other men in various states of undress. So many hot guys. And the sweet smell of manly musk in the air.
That’s when I noticed. Across the locker room from me was the row of showers. And it just so happened that the shower directly across from me had the curtain slightly ajar. And there he was, looking out at me.
Okay, now that can’t be a coincidence I thought to myself. I might not be the most confident man in the world, but even I can take a hint when it’s that clear.
But no, maybe I’m still just reading into this too much, I countered. Don’t be weird. I packed a few more things into my bag and glanced back up.
Those soft brown eyes met mine again. But this time I sensed something else. There was a glow behind them and a mischievous smirk on his face.
Driven not by courage, but by lust, I thrust my bag back into the locker and nervously walked over to the showers. As I approached his shower, he reached out and pulled me in.
I couldn’t believe this was happening, but something inside me took over. I reached back out and ran my hands over his body. Feeling the curves of his muscles.
He pulled my boxers back off and hung them on the towel rack, allowing me a peak at his back muscles and that gorgeous ass as he bent over.
Hidden behind the shower curtain, I felt no shame as my dick instantly got hard as a rock. As he saw my dick grow, he placed his hands firmly on my shoulders and pushed me down to my knees.
Eye level with his monstrous, mesmerizing cock, I leaned in and put my lips over the tip of him. I slowly pressed in until my nose was buried in his pubes and his cock was hitting the back of my throat.
He let out a quiet moan and moved his hands to the back of my head, holding me there with his cock all the way in me. He released the pressure, and I began to slowing move back and forth, working over his dick.
I started to go faster and faster. He was clearly enjoying it. He was hard as a rock. Suddenly he stopped and pulled me off for a second. Reaching down with his right hand he grabbed his balls and with his left hand guided my head down to them.
I sucked on his nuts and breathed in his scent. A new level of excitement rushed through me as I felt the intimacy of his manhood on my tongue. Slowly massaging his balls while he stroked his big dick over me. I looked up and took in the sight of this god using me.
Without a word he pulled me off again and guided my head back to his dick.
I rubbed my dick faster and faster as I continued to blow him.
“I’m about to come,” he whispered as he pushed me all the way down onto his dick.
I felt the first way of cum rush into my mouth, shooting straight back into my throat. And another wave. And another. Ropes of cum bursting into my mouth. His sweet taste was too much for me to take. I felt myself getting close. With his warm cum and dick still throbbing in my mouth I burst my load out onto the shower floor.
“Good boy,” he said as he leaned back into the falling water of the shower. I took my que and slipped my boxers back on over my still hard dick before walking out to grab my things.
With a big grin on my face and a complete sense of satisfaction I finished getting dressed and headed home. Already hoping for another encounter with the cute swimmer at my gym.