Date: Sat, 4 Aug 2012 18:12:19 -0600
From: JC Smith <minnesotahole@gmail.com>
Subject: Hitting The Shower

I just got back from the gym and had some unexpected fun.

I work out in the afternoon so the gym I go to is rarely crowded. Today
was no exception with no more than 15 or so people working out. The gym
isn't one of those large chains that you find in every city, but a locally
owned gym owned by a middle age couple that I have met and know on a first
name basis. It's not very large but has all of the basics that one needs
to stay in shape. It being smaller is one of the reasons I like it. I
generally like to people watch as I work out and in a smaller gym you get
to know your surroundings, meet people, and it's just more of an overall
personal experience.

I was half way through my workout when I saw this middle age woman who
looked to be around 45 or so. She appeared to not really understand how
the machine she was using worked and as I was watching her this tall, young
kid came up to her and proceeded to show her how to do the exercise.
This kid was probably around 6'2", not beefy, but not skinny either. He
was white and he had a baby face on him. He looked to be around 18 or
19. He was most likely either a senior in high school or a freshman in
college.

I am not attracted to younger guys in general. As I've gotten older I
find that I am attracted to guys close to my age. So when I was in my
20s I generally played with guys in their 20s also, and now that I'm in my
40s I play around with guys around my age. Although I keep to my own age
it doesn't stop me from noticing at times how incredibly sexy some of these
young guys are. I'm not sure what it was about this kid, but it was
something about how young he looked and yet here he was at least a couple
of inches over six feet tall. It was that strange look of youth and
masculinity that only hangs around for a few years as boys turn into men.


As I continued to work out I kept glancing around the gym and after a while
I determined that the woman I had seen struggling how to use the equipment
was the mother of the kid. I could tell by the way they talked to each
other that they obviously knew each other and after I saw him stopping his
workout several times and going to help the lady it became clear that he
probably was introducing his mother to working out at the gym. I thought
that was pretty cool of the kid as most kids that age don't want to have
anything to do with their parents, let along bring their mother along to
the gym to work out.

It was the interaction between the two that caught my attention in the
first place, but once I saw this kid, or young man, I couldn't help but
keep noticing how incredibly sexy he was. He wasn't thin, but he wasn't
heavy either, and he definitely didn't have the 'twink' body type that so
many young guys his age have. He didn't look like a jock either,
although I could picture him suiting up in a football uniform, or running
up and down the basketball court. He definitely was tall enough.

I don't cruise at the gym as I find it's annoying when guys cruise me. I
like to get to the gym, get my work out in, and then get out. I can't
remember the last time that I even played the game of glancing back and
forth at a guy. I just put on my headphones, listened to my podcast, and
grunted my way through the workout. So it caught me off guard when I
kept finding my eyes wandering to where this young guy was working
out. He had long legs, somewhat thick, and practically hairless. He
had on baggy shorts as most young guys like him wear. He had on a wife
beater shirt but he didn't really fill it out with muscle, but it wasn't
flab either. He had some nice arms and I imagine that in a few years
that if he keeps working out that his metabolism would start to fill him
out quite nicely. I could also tell that if he wasn't careful he could
find himself getting chubby also. But at the moment he just had this
solid body that was by all definition fine as hell.

Although he kept catching my attention I kept my work out moving at a good
pace. It wasn't the first time that a cute guy caught my attention but
in most cases guys who caught my eye were older, or just had a body on them
that not only caught my attention but would catch any one's attention -
guys and girls alike. This kid though was just a tall, kind of dorky,
kid who was working out with his mother. I found it amusing.

I limit my workouts to no more than an hour so after completing my last set
I headed to the locker room. I hadn't thought about the young guy in a
while and had forgotten about him. When I got to the locker room I
unlocked my locker and started to strip down. I always shower at the
gym, especially in the summer when it's hot and humid. The gym is not
very big and the locker room is fairly small. There are just a couple of
small alcoves that are lined with lockers on the sides with a bench down
the middle. There is not a lot of room but most of the time I'm in the
locker room alone.

I scooted over just a bit to give him some more room and as I started to
take off my shoes the kid also started to strip down out of his workout
clothes. I wasn't purposely going slow but I was taking off my socks and
shoes and putting them back in the locker so I could shut it and lock it
when I headed to the shower. The kid on the other hand just pulled up
his shirt and tossed it on the ground, kicked off his shoes, bent down and
took off his socks, and then still standing up he grabbed his shorts and
underwear and in one move he pulled them down to his feet and stepped out
of them. He probably took no more than 5 seconds to strip down to the
point where he wasn't wearing anything.

I was still sitting down, bending over, and putting my clothes in the
locker and even with my eyes looking straight forward I couldn't help but
catch of glimpse of this huge, flopping thing that popped out when the kid
pulled down his shorts and underwear. When he had first came in the
locker room I wasn't thinking too much about him stripping next to me. I
just don't have that 'cruising' agenda when I go to the gym. However, there
was just no way I could not notice that this kid was now standing right
next to me in this cramped locker room, now totally naked, and the cock
that he had hanging down from his waist was fucking HUGE.

I found that my brain had suddenly shifted to slow motion. Although he
was only standing there for a couple of seconds before he grabbed his towel
and started to head to the shower, I was still able to see every detail of
this unbelievable cock that was now at eye level only inches from my face.

It was super thick, long, and hung down from a small patch of pubes. I
didn't have a measuring tape, but soft the kid was hanging down around 8" I
guessed. I couldn't tell if he was cut or uncut because although I still
saw the head of his cock he still had a good chunk of skin that was hiding
the majority of it. Although he wasn't facing me directly I noticed one
large vein on the front of his cock that ran all the way from the base
to. his head. He also had a set of balls on him that any guy would
kill for. They were big, heavy, and hung down from the base of his
cock. These were not balls that were scrunched up in a wrinkled nut
sack, but instead a set that just hung down low. As he moved to wrap his
towel around his waist his balls were swinging back and forth.

I saw all of this in just mere seconds but the image is seared into my
head. I have seen big cocks like this before, but it was just the
surprise of a cock like this hanging off of a young kid that just
completely caught me off guard. I realize that guys who have big dicks
of course had them when they were younger, but for some reason I have this
distorted view that only older guys have the real mammoth cocks. I also
didn't start playing around with guys on a regular basis until I was in
college so I wasn't used to seeing guys who were probably no older than
seniors in high school.

All of this happened and I somehow managed to keep putting things in my
locker and pretended that I didn't notice this monster that had just
flopped out of nowhere and was now bouncing around at eye level. I don't
cruise guys at the gym, but I also don't cruise guys where I'm unsure if
they want to be cruised. As the kid walked to the shower I stood up,
wrapped my towel around my waist, and just thought to myself, "Wow, that
was a fucking huge cock.". I wasn't horned up, wasn't getting hard, or
any of that crap. I just found myself thinking that this kid was the
luckiest kid around and he probably wasn't even old enough to know it
yet. I found it amusing as I headed to the shower.

There are only 4 shower stalls, a set of two on opposite walls, with a
short wall between the two showers on each side. A shower curtain hung
on each stall for privacy. As I walked in I could see that the kid had
taken the shower on the left on the far side of the room and from my
initial viewpoint I could not see him. I walked over to the shower on
the opposite side of the room and as I took off my towel and reached up to
pull the shower curtain closed I looked over and I saw that the kid had
also pulled his shower curtain closed. but only half way.

He had left the shower curtain open so that the open space faced the back
of the room. So basically if you first walked in the shower room, or
were to walk by the shower room, you would not be able to see him as the
shower curtain would block the view from that angle. However, if you
went fully into the shower room and took the shower stall directly across
from him, you could see him clearly.

There had been a few occasions when I could tell guys were cruising in the
shower and this was exactly how they did it. They took the far stall and
then closed it only half way or so, but you couldn't see anything unless
you also took the far back stall on the opposite side of the room. I
have taken a shower on more than a few occasions when I could tell that the
guy had purposely not pulled the shower curtain all the way closed. Only
one time, when it was this very cute and sexy Asian guy, did I also play
along with the game and very innocently we watched each other take a
shower, soap up, stroke our cock, our ass, etc. It was more erotic than
overtly sexual and when it was over we acted like nothing happened.
Neither of us came, or really was stroking that hard to begin with. I
guess if I had been a little more aggressive, or if he had been, that maybe
something could have happened. But neither of us pressed farther than
knowing that each of us was enjoying the other naked in the shower.

There was one other time where I think two guys may have been in the same
stall but because the shower curtain ran all the way to the floor it was
impossible to tell for sure. I just knew that I saw two guys go into the
shower room and by the time I got in the room there was only one stall with
the shower curtain completely closed. I like to relax and take a long
shower and when I left whoever was in that stall, whether it was one or
more guys, were still in there. A few minutes later when I was brushing
my teeth at the sink I again saw the same two guys coming out of the shower
so I'm positive they were doing something in there. The only thing I
remember thinking at the time was that if there were two of them in the one
stall you would never know unless you literally pulled back the shower
curtain.

As I walked into the stall across from the kid I had to make a quick
decision. Did I just ignore him, close my curtain all the way, shower up
and get out of there?. Or did I also just close the shower curtain half
way or so and pretend that I was just too lazy to pull the curtain all the
way?. I quickly reasoned that if the kid didn't care enough to close his
curtain all the way that he wouldn't care, and probably not even notice,
that another guy had done the same. I've seen plenty of men who were
definitely not cruising who are just very comfortable being nude in a
locker room. I was brought up playing sports, gym class, etc., where you
just stripped down and showered together and a lot of guys just keep that
mentality as they get older. For all I knew this kid was just going
through the motions and just not caring that he was standing there
showering where others could see him. I still, though, got in the stall
and then pulled the curtain only half way closed and turned on the shower.

I stood sideways, and out of the stream of water, as I waited for the water
to get warm, which only took about 10 seconds. In my peripheral vision I
could see the kid was already wet from head to toe and was soaping up his
body with his hands. I was careful not to look directly at him as I
didn't want him to think I was looking at him. Once the water was hot
enough I stepped underneath the flow and let the water hit me on the head
as I reached up with my hands and ran my fingers across my head and face to
wash away the sweat. The soap dispenser was on the back wall and after
rinsing off and getting my body wet I once again stepped out from
underneath the stream of water, turned sideways, and faced the back wall
and the soap dispenser. I reached up and pushed in the soap handle with
my right hand and held my left hand underneath the dispenser to catch the
soap as it was pushed out. I pushed a few times and the soap came out in
big white foamy globs. It was one of those new soap dispensers where the
soap comes out already foamy and bubbly. With my left hand full of soap
I turned all the way around and faced the opposite side of the room, facing
his kid directly, as I casually started to soap up my body.

The distance between the two of us was about 15 feet but even pretending to
focus all of my attention on lathering up my own body I could see him
clearly as he was already fairly covered in foamy soap and was rubbing his
hands over his chest and stomach. I was looking down and watching my own
hands as they spread the soap on my chest and abs, but I would also
momentarily glance up. The kid was facing me directly, standing to the
side of where the water was streaming, and soaping up his body. I had
also stepped out of the water and to the side so that the soap would not
rinse off my body as well. As I soaped up more, covering first my chest
and stomach, and then my arms, I continued to briefly glance at the young
kid and sure enough I caught him glancing in my direction as well.

It's at times like this when I wish we lived in a society where we could
all just cut through the games and get to the point. There are some guys
out there who are very direct and make it known very early in the process
that they are interested in some fun. Whether it's online and a guy
sends his first message to you saying how he wants to fuck and asks for
your address, or whether it's a guy at the bathhouse who walks by your room
and sees you laying there and without hesitation comes in the room, shuts
the door, and reaches down to fill your hole and see if it's ready to be
fucked. I love guys like this because they skip playing the games and
they get right to the point. Then there are guys who take their time,
and there's nothing really wrong with it, but it does stretch out the
process a bit.

Then there are situations like this where I wasn't even remotely looking
for anything and yet there clearly was the possibly of something
happening. So I stepped back under the stream of water and started to
rinse myself off, but I continued to face the opposite side f the room and
instead of just glancing at the kid I looked directly at him as I started
to rinse the soap off my body. If the kid wasn't interested, or wasn't
even looking, I doubted he would even notice as all I was doing was looking
in his direction as I held my head under the water and ran my hands over my
chest and began to rinse the soap off my body.

To my surprise the kid looked at me directly in the eyes and just held his
gaze looking at me. It was just two guys staring at each other, but when
you are in a shower and both of you are naked this means something
completely different. I continued to stand under the water and as I
looked at him he for the first time reached down and started to stroke his
cock. There was no denying it now. I knew when I noticed him staring
at me as much as I was staring at him that there was something going on
between the two of us that was more than getting cleaned up after a work
out. However, with him being probably no more than 18 and the fact that
I rarely play in public setting, I had held back doing anything in the off
chance that I was wrong, or that someone would come walking into the shower
room at any second. Yet here the kid was, now clearly stroking his soapy
cock, and looking at me directly in the eyes as I looked into his.

My cock, which was previously soft, soon started to harden as it was clear
that this kid was now stroking his cock and he was doing it in front of me
. I stepped out from underneath the water and reaching over I pumped
some soap into my right hand and I brought my hand down to my cock and I
started to stroke my cock as well. My cock was getting hard, and the
kid's cock was doing the same. I knew he had a huge cock when I first
saw it soft in the locker room, but as he stroked it I saw this monster
cock come to it's full size and I had to try to hold my composure as my
mind tried to wrap itself around how fucking huge it was.

The kid had turned slightly to the side and as I watched he temporarily
pulled his hand away and using his hips he swing his cock back and forth,
no doubt showing off how big his cock was. It was a good 10" and hung
straight out from his body. I couldn't tell exactly how thick it was but
I doubted I would be able to get my fingers all the way around it. He
once again was wrapping his right hand around it and started to stroke it,
this time facing completely sideways but still turning his head to look at
me every few seconds. I couldn't hold a candle to this monster cock
hanging off this kid but I did my best and was quickly stroking my 7"
cock. I didn't feel any sort of inadequacy in the face of his huge cock,
as I doubted the kid met many guys who could match him in size. It
appeared to me that the kid seemed more interested in giving me a show than
anything I was actually doing. I couldn't tell for sure, but the way he
was standing sideways and pushing his hips forward every few seconds as he
stroked his cock, I was definitely getting a good show.

A few times he grabbed his cock with both hands and it was at that time
when I knew I was with one of the few lucky men who actually could use two
hands to stroke their cock. I could grab my cock easily with one hand
and have a couple of inches left, but I knew I couldn't grab my cock with
both hands and have my cock fill both hands. This kid could do that and
more. I watched as he put his two fists together, forming a long tube
with his curled fingers, and literally fucked his two hands with his
cock. Even with two hands holding onto the length of his cock he could
stroke his cock and the head of his cock would pop out the end when he
brought his hands to the base. I was watching a kid that knew how to
stroke a huge cock.

We continued to stroke our cocks, and give each other a show, for about a
minute. I started to wonder if he was looking for anything more other
than to jerk off in front of each other, but he never showed any signs, or
signaled me to come over to him. He also didn't come over to my
stall. I may have been wrong but I think the kid was just horned up and
wanted to jerk off and in the process share his jerk off session with
someone else. I happened to be the guy available and I had no problem
helping him get off if that was what he was looking for.

The jerk off session wouldn't last long and I could tell the kid was
getting close when the pace of his strokes started to get quicker. He
also had reached up with his left hand and placed it on the back wall
supporting his upper body. From this side angle I just saw this huge
piece of meat that jutted out rock hard from his waist as his hand stroked
on it back and forth, from head to the base. It was beautiful to watch.

The kid had slowly started to look over less at me and began to look more
downwards and onto his own cock in concentration. He had scooted up
close to the wall and his cock was only a few inches from the wall as he
continued to pump his cock. I noticed that his hips were also moving
back and forth as if he was humping his own hand. Although I couldn't
hear him breathing I could see his chest start to heave more quickly and I
could tell that he was getting close to cumming. I wasn't close to
coming myself but I continued to slowly stroke my own hard cock as I
watched what was clearly the ending of the jerk off show that he was giving
me.

He suddenly started to jerk his hips back and forth, his cock head popping
out from the grip of his fist with each stroke, and then I heard him grunt,
albeit not very loudly. As I watched the I saw the first shots of cum
shoot out of his cock and start to hit the back wall. His body was
jerking and gone was the smooth strokes I had seen just a few minutes
earlier. In it's place were these short jerks and at the end of each
jerk a small stream of cum would shoot out and slam into the wall with
enough force to cause some of the cum to splash back a few inches before
falling to the floor. He continued to jerk and squirt, his loads
splashing against the wall. Even though I was not right next to him I
knew a large cum shot when I saw it. This was no dribbler, but a true
hard shooter as the cum blasted against the wall, with some of it splashing
to the ground after hitting the wall, but most of it sticking and beginning
to drip down.

His jerks quickly slowed and then he was just stroking his cock the last
few times, gripping his cock at the base to squeeze out any remaining cum
that may have stalled in his long cock. My eyes never left his cock the
entire time and as he pulled his hand away there were several globs of cum
still hanging off his fingers. He did what most guys do when they have
cum on their fingers in the shower, which is to say he took his fingers and
flicked them against the wall he had just cum on, adding a few extra globs
of cum to the already messed up shower wall.

When I saw that he had finished cumming I knew better than to keep stroking
my cock. Although it wasn't exactly a DL situation it was pretty darn
close. We hadn't said a word and I knew better than to push my luck by
trying to stroke out a cum shot myself. I remember when I was his age
and after cumming you just wanted to snap out of it. I knew the kid was
thinking the same when he stepped back under the shower and without looking
at me he quickly began to run the water over his cock, stroking his hand
over it again but this time not for enjoyment but merely to rinse off the
cum. As he did this I proceeded to pretend to going back to what I was
doing and just showered myself, reaching over occasionally to get more
soap. If someone were to walk in they wouldn't suspect anything, other
than notice that both of us still had that semi-soft cocks. The kid's
cock was still sticking out quite a bit but it wasn't nearly the rock hard
monster that just a minute earlier had been shooting out it's huge load.

The show was over and it was all good. I proceeded to finish my shower
and not looking at him directly I could see that he did the same. He
spent about another minute in the shower before turning off the water,
grabbing his towel, and then quickly dried himself and then walked out of
the shower leaving me alone in the room.

The shower room is a little hallway down from the locker room and after he
left I knew that the kid was most likely going back to the locker and
getting dressed. I didn't want to push the awkwardness more than
necessary so I stood there and slowly just enjoyed the water as it poured
over my body. The kid had left the shower curtain open and as I was
letting the whole experience sink in I couldn't help but notice that even
from my distance I could still see several globs of cum that had stuck to
the shower wall. It's at times like this when I question how fucked up I
can be if I put my mind to it.

Without hesitating I turned off the water in my shower, quickly walked
across to the stall the kid had just used, pulled the shower curtain
completely closed, and then turned the shower back on. It took about 3
seconds. I made sure not to be under the stream of water when I turned
it on as to not make any unnecessary splashes. With the shower curtain
now closed, and before my common sense kicked in, I bent at the knees and
got eye level with where the kid had shot his load on the wall. The wall
tiles were white but I could still clearly see where the kid had cum. As
I had seen from a short distance I was now seeing up close and sure enough
the kid had shot a ton of cum all over the wall. There was some water
also dripping on the wall, but not much. I leaned forward and with my
nose only an inch or so from the wall I inhaled. I could smell his cum
and as the smell entered my head I closed my eyes and inhaled again. I
love the smell of cum. There isn't anything like it in the world.

I opened my eyes and before I had a chance to change my mind I reached out
with my tongue and started to lap and suck up the cum that was dripping
down the wall. I kept my eyes open and as I licked up the side of the
wall I felt the cum first on my tongue and then I quickly brought my tongue
into my mouth to bring the cum fully into my mouth. . I quickly lowered
my head again, darted out my tongue out, and again I licked up the wall
with my tongue, again feeling the cum as it first pooled on my tongue
before I pulled my tongue back in my mouth with the cum now stuck to it.

I licked up the wall eight or nine times and I knew that the liquid that I
was pulling into my mouth was almost all cum. There were a few drops of
water on the wall as well, but what had stuck there and started to drip
down the wall was not water, but the cum that the kid had just shot out of
his cock as I watched. Now here I was licking and sucking his cum into
my mouth and after several licks I swallowed the liquid in my mouth and the
taste verified what I already knew, which was that this was beautiful,
tasty 100% cum. The smell was now even more thick in the air and the
stickiness was all over my tongue, mouth, and throat as I gulped down the
kid's load.

I licked the wall for only 30 seconds or so but it was enough to eat most
of the cum that had stuck on the wall. I stood up again and I licked my
lips with my tongue and just savored the taste that was now running down my
throat. I didn't think about how nasty I was for actually licking the
cum off the wall. I didn't care. I just enjoyed it.

The normal part of me finally snapped back in place and although I didn't
feel any guilt about what I had just done I still knew that it was time for
me to clean up and get out of there. So I rinsed off my face to make
sure that no drops of cum had somehow stuck to my nose or cheek. I then
turned off the water, opened the shower curtain, and realizing that I had
left my towel hanging outside the other stall I walked back across the room
and started to dry off.

I took my time drying off as I knew the kid may still be getting
dressed. . I did finally get as dry as I could and as I walked back to my
locker I could still taste the cum in my mouth. I knew from experience
that the taste of cum doesn't go away quickly and I savored the minutes
that it lasted. I most likely had cum breath if anyone had gotten close
enough to smell me.

When I got back to the locker the kid had already left. No doubt he had
gotten dressed as quickly as he had stripped down. I took my time and
got dressed myself. Considering what had just happened I actually wasn't
thinking anything odd. It was just like the thousands of other times I
had gotten dressed at the gym, but this time I did so with the smell and
taste of cum still hovering about my face. I wasn't thinking about how
nasty I was, or if I was some type of freak to do what I had just
done. I just got dressed and headed out of the locker room, out the
front door, and to my car.

I looked around but I didn't see the kid or his mother. If I had saw
them I wouldn't have had any reaction. I had a feeling that this was not
the first time this kid had done something like this. He was too calm
and too confident. I no doubt had just been the dude he could jerk off
in front of. As I got in my car I wondered if the kid knew there were
guys like me out there who didn't have a problem being as nasty as
possible. I wondered what his reaction would have been if he knew I had
eaten his cum, licking it off the wall, after he had left the shower
room. I couldn't be certain but part of me thinks he would have liked
it.


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