Well.. the response for Weekend Alone was enough to get me to continue
writing.  I know I promised to continue THAT story, but I can't get the
ending to work out like I want it.  Instead, I present, for your approval,
something that happened to me recently.  I hope you like it.  If so, please
let me know.  My e-mail address will be at the end of the story so take
some time and let me know what you thought of my work.

WARNING: The following story contains man/man sex.  Do not read further
unless you are over 18 (21 in some areas), are not offended by such
writing, and it is not illegal in your area. Permission granted to store on
the Nifty Archive and to distribute electronically as long as nothing is
charged for it.

Encounters at the Y.
by Cuddlebun

A couple of days ago, I was thrown from my usual routine of going to the Y
in the early morning (at 6:00am).  I had a doctors appointment that day and
decided to sleep in.  My appointment was at 9:00 that morning, so I just
waited and went to the Y after it.  It turns out, I'm glad I did.

First of all, let me tell you the crowd at the Y at 6:00am and the crowd at
10:30 are two different types.  The 6:00 crowd is mostly made up of
younger, "Yuppies" who are there just to work out before going to work.  I
guess if you are interested in them, these 20-something muscular types are
something to look at.  However, I'm just not interested.  The 10:30 crowd
was more to my liking.  It turns out, the average age for the 10:30 crowd
appears to be around 45, my kind of man.

Well, the Y visit started off innocently enough.  I took a shower, and then
put on my bathing suit and went out to find a lane.  The only free spot was
between an older woman "water walking" and a gent who was plowing through
the water like a warm knife through butter.  "hmmm.. this could be
interesting" I thought to myself.

After a short stretch, I jumped in the water and started swimming.  I
managed to synchronize my laps with the man to my left so that I was
slightly behind him at all times.  This did two things.  One, it let me
look all I wanted to, and two, gave me a reason to not slow down and keep
swimming.  I was able to tell he was an older man, maybe in his early
fifties, and that he had a balding head of red hair, a full beard/mostache,
and a nice hairy chest.

I kept up to him for about 25 minutes.  Since he was swimming at a pace
faster than my normal lap swimming-long distance pace, this was quite an
achievement.  However, I finally had to admit I had met my match and
climbed from the pool quite out of breath and with a pleasant ache in my
shoulders.  As I walked back to the locker room to wash the chlorine off, I
was unaware of a pair of eyes that were following me.

As I walked into the shower area, there was only one other person there.
He was about 28, and while a little young for my tastes, he was
nevertheless quite striking.  Perhaps the biggest reason I found him
attractive was his erection.  I'm sure he had been playing with himself
seconds before I walked into the shower.  He wasn't shy about it either.
Unlike most men, caught in the shower with an erection, he didn't turn to
face the wall.  I guess he sensed my interest because he faced outward and
started soaping his crotch.  He didn't actually stroke himself, but he came
as close to it as you can imagine.  My shower partner finished up and with
a backwards glance at me, headed off to the lockers.  "Oh well, at least I
got to enjoy the show" I thought to myself.  I finished my shower and
headed off to hang up my suit.

After hanging my bathing suit up to dry on the outside of my locker, I
grabbed a towel, and headed off for the whirlpool.  I settled in and let
the bubbles and heat start to work their magic and drain the chill left
from the pool.  I heard someone enter the area and opened my eyes to see
who it was.  I was my friend from the shower!  He stepped in the bubbly
water and settled closer than "proper" whirlpool etiquette dictated for two
"straight" men in the bath, namely he should have taken a seat on the
opposite end of the tub from me.  However, he chose to sit about half way.
Still far enough so as not to be obvious, but close enough to let me know
that he was available.

After a few minutes, I felt his foot nudge mine.  It could have been an
accidental touching of feet, but I didn't think so.  I moved my foot
slightly in his direction and after only an inch or so, made contact with
his.  Neither of us moved our feet away, and shortly, his hand found mine
underwater on the bench.  We were too far apart to do anything, but now we
both knew, we were definitely interested.  However, thanks to a group of
men returning from a racket ball game, we were unable to continue in the
whirlpool.  My friend quickly got out and headed back to the showers.  I
decided to wait, and enjoy the parade of flesh before my eyes.  A few
minutes later, my friend, freshly washed and also cooled down a bit, winked
at me on his way to the steam room.  After a decent interval I followed
him.

After allowing my eyes and breathing to adjust to the steamy conditions, I
saw my friend sitting at the very back of the steam room.  We were the only
two there and this time, I broke protocol and sat close to him (steam room
etiquette is much like whirlpool etiquette, unless necessary, sit far away
from the other men).  When he was sure it was me, my friend moved aside his
towel and spread his legs.  He was giving himself a casual ball
scratch/dick pull when someone waked in.  My friend draped his towel back
over his returning erection and we waited.  After about 5 minutes, the new
comer couldn't take the heat anymore and left.  As soon as the door closed,
the towel was off and the hand was stroking.

I moved closer and gently replaced his hand with my own.  He sighed and
smiled at me.  I started to slide my hand up and down his rigid piece of
meat and he surprise me by leaning over and taking a nipple into his mouth
and gently sucking it to hardness.  After a few moments, he leaned back and
I returned the favor, only it wasn't his nipple I was sucking.  He groaned
as his cock slipped into my mouth.

Having had a few blow jobs in the steam room, I know the unique sensation.
The mouth is wet, but due to the surrounding heat, it actually feels cool,
and wonderful.  My friend thought so too as his hands came to my head and
guided me up and down.  After he got a rhythm started, one hand detached
itself from my head and started playing with my nipples again.  Once they
were both hard, the hand traveled down to my crotch and started stroking my
cock and playing with my balls.  He told me to scoot forward a little bit
and as soon as I did, his middle finger found my butt hole and started
teasing me.

When I didn't pull away, or tell him to stop, he started pushing his finger
inside me.  Thanks to the steam, and the sweat, he didn't need any
lubricant and his finger slid deep inside me.  I groaned and almost shot my
load right then.  I kept working on his cock, and he kept working my ass
with first one, and shortly two fingers.  After he had two fingers deep in
my ass, he pushed me off his cock and told me to stand up and turn around.
I was a little hesitant, a blow job in the steam room is one thing.
Getting fucked is something totally different.  However, his fingers and
another gentle suckling of my nipples removed any objections I had.

Almost before I knew what was happening, I was bent over the back bench,
and my new friend was poking his cock inside me.  After a short delay while
he got everything lined up, I felt the tip of his cock pressing against my
ass.  I relaxed and his cock slowly pushed inside me.  I could tell he had
done this before because he never went too fast.  Even though we were in
danger of being caught, he still thought of me and only went in as fast as
I could take it.  When he only had about 2 inches inside me, he started
fucking.  In and out, slow at first but building faster, deeper strokes.
Before long, I felt his balls mash against mine and I knew I had him all
the way.

We were both trying to be quiet, but moans and groans were escaping us
both.  After a few minutes though, the heat was getting to both of us, and
to make matters worse, we heard someone approaching the steam room door.
Luckily, someone else stopped whoever it was and they started talking.
This gave us enough time to get separated and "presentable".

No sooner had we both covered ourselves, than the door opened, and in
walked my man from the pool.  He surprise me by immediately starting up a
conversation with me.  He asked about my swimming and how long I had been
at it, and all that.  Out of the water he was really quite striking.
However, my mind was unable to focus on the conversation as it was still
fixated on my interrupted encounter.  Anyway, he was still wearing his
suit, and even though I could tell he was fairly well endowed, men who wear
bathing suits to the steam room are generally not interested.  After a few
minutes had passed, and my earlier friend had subsided enough to be seen in
public he exited the steam room and with a quick eye glance, asked me to
join him.  I made some excuse about the heat, and excused myself from my
swimming conversation about 30 seconds later.

Since I really was hot (I guess I had been in the steam room for about 20
minutes, 5 longer than my usual stay), I walked into the showers and guess
who I saw, my friend from the steam room.  He was busy lathering himself up
and washing the sweat from his body.  I took a shower near him and started
doing the same.  I was tempted to do the "drop the soap" routine, but
decided against it.  After a quick, yet cold shower, we both returned to
our lockers.  Surprisingly enough, we were on the same row.  My friend
started digging in his locker and pulled out a pair of gym shorts and a
T-shirt.  He made sure I saw him put them on and then pretended to do
something in his locker while I did the same.  2 minutes later, we were
exiting the locker room and I asked him where we were going.  He mentioned
an out of the way bathroom on the upper level.

Once there, we wasted little time getting back down to business.  Within
seconds, my mouth was again attached to his cock, and he was using both
hands to guide me up and down.  Every so often, he'd plunge deep and hold
it there until I almost gagged.  After a few minutes, he pulled up my
T-shirt and started playing with my nipples again.  I groaned when he
pushed me off his dick and pressed me against the wall.  I was shocked when
he bent over and engulfed my cock with his mouth.  He didn't suck very long
before he took my balls into his mouth for a gentle tongue bath.  Then, he
stood up and asked me to turn around.

I bent over the toilet and spread my legs.  I was expecting him to take up
where he left off in the steam room.  However, he surprised me with gentle
licks and nibbles at my ass hole.  He worked my tail over for about 5
minutes, licking, sucking and probing with his tongue.  Once he had me
practically climbing the walls in pleasure, he stood up and once more lined
up his cock with my waiting butt hole.  This time he didn't stop with just
two inches, he slowly pressed his entire length, about 7" into me.  After
pausing a few seconds to allow me to adjust, he started rocking back and
forth, see-sawing in and out.  As he picked up speed, he started talking to
me.  He said things like "great ass," "hot hole", and "I love ass."  The
one that surprised me the most was "My girlfriend never lets me fuck her
ass."

He really got into it, and had me almost screaming from pleasure.  After
about 5 minutes, he really started pounding hard and fast.  Suddenly he
jammed it all the way in and with a groan started cumming up my butt.  He
laid himself over my back and rested there while his orgasm washed through
him and his cock pulsed out it's seed deep in my guts.  After a few
minutes, I heard his breathing return to normal, and I felt his cock start
to shrink.  It slithered out with a small "pop" and he stood up.  As I
straightened up, he again surprised me by reaching over and grabbing my
still hard cock.  He started pumping.  Before long, I was on the ride to
orgasm myself!  As I was fighting to hold back the feelings, he reached
over with his other hand and lightly pinched one nipple while leaning down
to suck the other.  That was all I could take and exploded all over the
wall of the restroom.  He didn't stop pumping until I reached down and
gently, yet firmly removed his hand.

My friend pulled up his pants and walked over to the sink.  I sat on the
toilet and started cleaning up the mess I had made on the wall.  As he
cleaned himself up, he started talking to me.  He said how much he enjoyed
it, and how he loved to fuck ass, but his girlfriend never let him.  Of
course he said he wasn't gay, that it just "felt good" and he was just
doing what he had to do to get what he wanted.  I sat there and listened to
him rationalize his actions and then as he was leaving he said over his
shoulder "Thanks for the good time, I hope to see you around again."  then
he was out of the restroom.  I stayed there a few minutes more, finishing
my "cleaning" job and letting loose with several "fuck farts" before
pulling up my shorts and heading back to the locker room.

Back in the locker room, I undressed and took another shower.  Since I
didn't have anything else planed that day, I decided to take another soak
in the whirlpool.  The water felt great as I eased my slightly sore butt
into it.  Again I closed my eyes and surrendered myself to the flow of
bubbles and jets of water.  I was almost asleep when someone entering the
water drew my attention.  As I looked up, I saw it was my swimming friend
from earlier, Only this time, he wasn't wearing his suit!

He sat down across from me and a little to the left, not exactly breaking
etiquette, but definitely bending it a little.  We started taking again and
before I knew it, I felt his foot touching mine.  I didn't react and felt
his foot start working it's way up my leg.  "What is this," I thought,
"queer day in the whirlpool?"  Before long, his foot was squirming around
on my crotch.  Despite my activities a few moments before, my cock started
getting hard and believe it or not, he actually started jacking me off with
his toes!

As I sat there, enjoying the feeling, I felt his other foot start to poke
around my butt.  He quickly found what he was searching for and seconds
later, his second toe was deep in butt.  I was being toe fucked and getting
toe jacked in public!  All the time he was doing this, people were walking
around, and some even stopped to talk to him.  I learned his name was Al,
and he was some kind of doctor.  However, I was finding it hard to
concentrate on his conversations as wave after wave of pleasure built up in
me.  Lucky for us, the bubbles and water jets made it impossible to see
what was going on beneath the surface.  I tried using my feet in a similar
manner, but found that without my feet firmly on the floor, I quickly lost
control and started floating off.

After about 10 minutes of this intense 'toe" action, I managed to whisper
to Al, that if he didn't stop, I was going to explode.  Well, this only
seemed to encourage him as he started pumping faster.  He withdrew his toe
from my ass and I thought he was finished.  However, he soon returned and I
felt his toe pressing against my butt again.  Only this time, it wasn't his
second toe, it was his big toe!  It pressed up against my hole slowly and
with increasing pressure until I felt it pop into my ass.  This, combined
with the toe-jerk I was getting, served to send me over the edge and I
exploded.  Shot after shot of cum poured from my dick only to be washed
away by the swirling waters.

Lucky for me, there wasn't anyone else in the area at that time, or I'm
sure they would have known what was going on.  Either that, or they would
have thought I'd been in the hot water too long and was having an attack of
some kind.

Al kept up the action, with both feet until I managed to let him know I was
finished.  Then his toe popped out of my rectum and his foot vanished from
my crotch.  Before I could start to repay him for his actions, he mumbled a
"thanks" and a "see you around" and stood up.  I looked around and since
there wasn't anyone in the area, I casually reached out and grabbed his
hard cock as he walked past me on his way out of the tub.  He stopped and I
heard a deep groan.  I leaned forward and took his cock as deep into my
mouth as I could.  He let me "nurse" on him for about 30 seconds before
genitally withdrawing his cock from my mouth.  He looked at me and said
"That's nice, but I don't have time right now.  Maybe next time."  He left
the hot tub and quickly wrapped his towel around him to help try and hide
his condition.

I rested in the tub until the timer cycled off and then got out and walked
to the shower.  On my way, I passed Al at his locker, he was mostly
dressed, however, his pants weren't buttoned.  I reached over and put my
hand over his crotch and gave his cock a nice friendly shake.  He closed
his eyes, laid back his head and groaned.  I was surprised when I felt his
cock start to jump and seconds later, I could feel his load wetting the
front of his underwear.  As he finished, he looked over at me and said
"Thanks, I needed that."  He then proceeded to finish getting dressed and I
went on to the shower.

I washed myself, dressed and was leaving the Y when I saw an old friend
drive up.  He asked me how my workout was.  "You wouldn't believe me if I
told you"

"Well, was it good?"

"Better than I could have possibility hoped for" I answered him.

I'm sure he is still wondering about my smile and cheerful disposition as I
left him at the door.


Well, there it is.  I hope you like it.  Perhaps now, I'll be able to get
the ending to come out right on my other story.

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