Date: Mon, 17 Mar 2008 18:52:06 -0700 (PDT)
From: mlee232425@yahoo.com
Subject: Gym Shower Lust

If you are under the age of 18 or such gay material is frowned upon in your
community, please stop reading now.


	I placed the kick board to the side of the pool and removed my
goggles from around my head. The water was relatively cool around my
body. I'm not particularly good at swimming, but I still like to do it
every time I'm at the gym. I just finished swimming my laps and climbed out
of the pool. I noticed a Hispanic man, who I later found out to be called
Joe, lingering by the pool. He had been sitting at the bench since I
started swimming which was a good 20 minutes ago. He had short black hair
and was tan.  His biceps were well developed but he had a bit of a gut.
Being ignorant me, I ignored him and continued onward. I grabbed my towel
off the rack and continued into the locker room. I set my things down on
the bench and examined my 15 year old body. I noticed my bicep work
starting to show, and all the crunches and sit ups were finally adding
up. I had a developing six-pack but also had remainders of a gut around my
sides. I still was a bit on the heavy side, standing at 160 and 5' 9". I
took a few more seconds to admire myself in the mirror before heading to
the showers. The showers were arranged so that four cubicles were on the
left and three were on the right. There was a handicap shower in the back
right corner with a curtain and bench. I stepped into the third shower on
the left and turned on the water.

	People were walking by heading towards the shower and I noticed Joe
heading towards the pool as well. He must have circled around the locker
room. He was wearing a black tank top and blue sweat pants. He turned my
way and my eyes locked with his for a second. Then in a few seconds he
turned back around and disappeared around the corner towards the lockers. I
again felt nothing special about the incident and continued showering. Joe
came in a moment later wearing a black swim suit. He said hi as he passed
my cubicle and I nodded in acknowledgement. He stepped into the handicapped
shower and closed the curtain before stripping down. I turned back around
to apply soap to my hair. There was another set of clinking sounds as the
rings around the shower moved again. I turned back around and noticed that
the right side of the curtain was now open. He was standing there sporting
a magnificent boner that curved upward towards his belly. He was staring at
my body as he began to stroke his boner fiercely.

	I never considered myself gay though I did have the occasional
wonder of how gay sex would be. My uncut cock quivered within my orange
swim suit as it began to grow to half size. I decided to take off my swim
suit. At this, he began to stroke still more fiercely. I decided to soap up
my body and give him a show (guess I'm a ho), which must have driven him
crazy as he began signaling to me. First pointing at his mouth then at my
dick, which must have meant he wanted to blow me. I shock my head, after
all, we were in a public area and gay sex was still frowned upon. So then
he pointed to his butt and then to my dick. I again shook my head and said
no. My cock was still half-hard just as two more men entered the shower. At
this I turned around, trying to hide my semi-erect cock and Joe closed shut
the curtains. It was another five minutes or so before the two men left and
he opened the curtain once more.

	The locker room sounded empty so I shut off the shower and grabbed
my towel and began drying off as he came out of the curtain shower. In one
swift movement he grabbed my now softening cock and began stroking it. This
was all it took for my dick to spring up to half-hard attention again. He
continued to stroke and I felt my sense of lust taking over. I had a girl
friend, but she was radically opposed to having sex so early in our
relationship (we had been dating for a few days). I moaned softly and he
continued to stroke, just then more voices came into the locker room. I
quickly pointed to the unoccupied handicap shower. He got the message and
jumped in with me and pulled the curtains closed and turned on the shower.
He was still stroking my cock and pointing his at me. He was shaved and
also uncut, but his penis had a rightward curve. We stroked each other
until my knees gave away to the incredibleness of the situation. I sat on
the bench and he took the sign to try to force my head towards his dick. I
refused, I didn't know too much about gay sex, but I was shown enough
images of STDS in school to know that no protection was definitely a bad
thing. He acknowledged my refusal and stooped down to try and suck my
dick. I refused, giving the same explanation in a hushed whisper. He again
accepted the situation and then turned around. I sat there with a puzzled
look on my face as he position his rectum over my now rock hard 7" cock.
The head of my cock was into his ass just as I refused once more. I must
have driven him crazy with my refusals, but he accepted my reasons and
began to jerk me again.

	 He moved in closer, pressing my back against the wall as he hugged
me and then bent down to suck my nipples. It felt amazing as I stroked his
cock. It looked like it was about the size of mine just much thicker. I
took his sausage and began jerking inexpertly.  He whispered into my ear
"are you close to coming?"

	 I shook my head no and he continued to jerk. I pulled him closer
and began sucking his nipples. A wisp of hair was growing around it but I
didn't care. I was in a state of ecstasy and continued sucking. He pulled
away and grabbed a hold of my cock. I shot down towards his balls and began
sucking them for a few seconds before he pulled away again. I must have
been really amateur at it. He pulled my dick towards his balls and inserted
it there against his two legs. He began pushing his hips in and out,
causing me to go crazy. All this time I watched as his boner was pressing
against my chest. How I wanted to slow his meat and show my gratitude, but
it was too far down, and besides, my "no protection" thought came to mind
again. He did this for another 5 minutes or so and I was quite close to
coming. He pulled away much to my disappointment. I heard his reason soon
after, another person had entered the shower and was showering in what
seemed to be the shower two down from us. Joe peeked out of the curtain to
check the situation, but I was uncontrollably horny now. I grabbed my own
dick and began jacking it as hard and as fast as I could. I leaned forward
and licked his smooth chest as I came.  My cum shot into the air, spurt
after spurt, some landed on Joe while other strands landed on my hand and
legs, and even my face. He smiled, but I sensed a hint of disappointment in
his face as he moved the shower head to rinse away the cum. I felt bad for
not being able to get him off, but my ride was waiting on me and I had to
go soon. I hopped out of the shower first and began drying before Joe came
out to avoid attention. I walked to my gym bag and piled my things into it
before zipping it up. I was barely keeping focus on the entire situation,
it was just so breathtaking. I was still straight, I was still in love with
my girlfriend, but Joe had opened my life to an entirely new form of
desire, one that had absolute control over me. He came out of the shower
and dressed quickly. The locker room emptied again before he asked "when
are you coming over?"

	I looked around nervously, I didn't even know this guys name, but
he seemed genuinely nice. I decided not to give him my address or phone
number. I did give him my email address so he could email me. As we were
parting, he introduced himself as Joe and I introduced myself as Michael.
2He clutched the paper where my email address was written tightly in his
hand as he walked off. Just as he turned the corner to disappear, he winked
wearing a mischievous grin. I smiled to myself, wondering what I had gotten
into.

To be continued?