Date: Mon, 22 Aug 2005 14:47:27 -0700 (PDT)
From: Guy Smith <nvwriter2000@yahoo.com>
Subject: Gym flirtation  gay/no sex

Jason Hill liked to workout at the gym in the later
evening hours. Most times he just had a stressful day
at work and the later evening hours, 7-8, was when the
gym was quiet. Usually just a few other men and women
there.

One night he got there about 6:45 and got on the
treadmill for a good run. He noticed another guy
there, a guy he hadn't seen before. The other man, his
name was Constantine Kephalas, was about the exact
physical opposite of Jason. Where Jason was average
height, 5'8", Constantine stood around 6'5". Where
Jason was light complected, Constantine was dark
complected. Jason's chest was smooth with little hair,
Constantine's chest was extremely hairy. Maybe it was
this reason that the two men noticed each other and
began to make eyes from across the room. Jason caught
Constantine staring at him more than once and when he
met his gaze, Constantine did not look away.

The men said nothing to each other as they went about
their work out. Occasionally they would walk past each
other and their skin would brush against each other.
Jason felt a jolt of electricity run up his spine when
he got close to Constantine.

The wordless flirting continued as they both went for
a swim. Jason had been shirtless the entire time, but
Constantine had been wearing tight shirt. He took it
off to jump into the pool and Jason could see exactly
how hairy he was. His dick jumped at the sight of the
shirtless, hairy man. He suddenly fantasized about
running his hands through the hair.

Both men swam laps for some time. Then Constantine sat
on the edge of the pool. When Jason came up for
breaths he could see the man was playing with himself.
Jason got out of the pool and sat a few feet from
Constantine. Jason started playing with himself as
well. The outlines of their cocks could be easily seen
through their wet shorts.

Jason was about to reach over and touch Constantine
when the hairy Greek man looked out the window. He
stared at the full moon and without a word he stood
and was gone.

Confused, Jason followed him to the locker room.
Constantine didn't say a word, nor even look Jason in
the eye as he grabbed his stuff and left, leaving a
horny and now lonely Jason behind.

Comments and feedback are welcome.