Date: Wed, 23 May 2012 19:46:21 -0700 (PDT)
From: Jim Svenson <teach_my_throat@yahoo.com>
Subject: Gloryhole Management

To any readers, this is my first attempt at writing erotic fiction. And
while some of this story is based on actual persons, the events are
fiction. Please use protection in real life. For the purposes of this
story, I just thought it made it more fun.

Feel free to submit your comments good and bad.

~Jim


Gloryhole Management

I sat there in his office trying to listen desperately to the instructions
that my manager was giving, but it was no use. My mind was fixated on that
bulge that was secured between his legs. I could locate his bulge no matter
the type of pants he was wearing. Standing 6 feet tall with a fit build and
charming demeanor his appearance belied his actual age of 49. I didn't
normally go for older guys, enjoying the pleasures of spunky college age
men and their ability to hump without conscience. My manager Jim was
different. He had a confidence and calm, yet friendly, demeanor that put me
at ease and intrigued me.

Flashback, Two months earlier:

Jim had chosen me and some others to be on a work team for the launch of a
new program. The long hours forced me to shift my workout routine to the
morning which is where I saw my manager on a regular basis and learned that
Jim spent a lot of time keeping himself in good physical condition at a
local gym. It was only natural that we had a lot of locker room
interaction, since we had the same schedule. During that time, I saw Jim in
various states of undress and watched his confident strut across the locker
room to the open showers to cleanse his muscular body. Early on, I found
myself captivated by the way he soaped himself, making sure to reach every
nook washing his oversized balls and thick cut cock. It wasn't just the
sheer size of his package that was noticeable, but the near perfect shape
and symmetry. Jim's balls were the size of kiwis and always hung evenly
with each other and within a couple inches of his body creating a big full
look. His shaft was a cut and unblemished hunk of meat forming a 6" long
and uniformly wide shaft capped with a blunt, plump head. The attention
with which Jim soaped his privates was equally as spellbinding as the way
he air dried his body while chatting with the other patrons of the gym;
seemingly unaware that his cock would swing back and forth to his drying
motions.

Needless to say, during the two months of being surrounded by this sturdy,
confident, and handsome older man my fantasies went wild. I would
secretively watch Jim the minute he entered the locker room to the point
where he pulled on his white hanes briefs that framed his package so
perfectly. I was always fascinated by the fact that he could stuff his big
balls and wide soft penis into the pouch of his hanes creating a heavy
bulge. Occasionally, he would wear different color Hanes or bikini style
briefs that only enhanced his bulge from the cut and color of the different
styles. The profile of his underwear clad package showed how his fat
flaccid cock was draped over his full sperm-filled nuts with a look only
achieved by most men wearing a cock ring.  Jim's body was so well
proportioned that he looked as good, if not better in his briefs than when
he was naked. The tight briefs only amplified his masculinity by showing
the promising bulge of manhood beneath. Occasionally, Jim would wear a jock
to participate in aerobic activity classes. In all my years of sports, I
had rarely seen a jockstrap fit an athlete's frame as perfectly as
Jim's. The ass straps framed his meaty bubble butt and the pouch hung so
heavily with his ample package that it pulled the waistband down at the
center. Watching Jim's unusual dance to adorn the jockstrap was an erotic
sight as well. He would squat slightly and pull out the pouch to make sure
that when he stood up again that his cock and balls were perfectly
situated. He would then grab the waistband and move it up and down several
times to bounce his package into the correct place before grabbing his
basket in an open palm grip to secure the final placement. The result was a
well stuffed pouch where you could see his cock straining at the tight
pouch. The head of that nice cock was outlined in the straining fabric of
the jock.

I got so used to watching my manager that I thought I could see his dick
outlined in his pants; whether he sat at his desk or stood for
presentations, the bulging crotch left an erotic outline.

Flashforward to present:

It was the week before our program was scheduled to launch, and I was
sitting at work doing overtime listening to Jim go on about the necessary
things to-do-list before program launch. As mentioned earlier, I was having
a hard time concentrating because Jim was wearing some old 501 Levis due to
the fact that it was Saturday and it was decided that everyone should at
least be comfortable if they had to come to work on their weekends. The
bulge in those old faded button-fly jeans was creating some serious
difficulty for my focus. And, when Jim turned around his ass completely
filled out the worn denim seat, creating even more tension on the stuffed
pouch. Jim seemed oblivious as he continued to prattle on about the coming
launch. About 20 minutes later, the meeting ended and everyone disbanded to
their respective work areas. I remembered that I had to ask for next
Wednesday off and went to find Jim before he went to another meeting.
Unfortunately, his office was empty when I arrived.

I decided to go to lunch instead, and ran to the bathroom before heading
out. Jim was already at the urinal relieving himself. My throat went dry
but I walked up next to him at the trough-style urinal and proceeded to
pee. I found it hard not to try and sneak a glimpse of his dick as he
relieved himself. I was rewarded with an unobstructed view of Jim's cock
sticking out of the fly of his briefs with his hands on his hips in a
superman-like pose. The force of the stream and the nonchalant demeanor of
my boss made my face flush. We finished up at the same time and I tried not
to stare as Jim squeezed and shook the last remaining drops, carefully
tucking himself back into his Hanes Select. Even though I had a regular
view of my naked boss at the gym every morning, I never got tired of taking
opportunities to see his cock.

My head was filled with fantasies for the rest of the day as I pictured Jim
in every conceivable scenario that ended with his cock exposed and dangling
in my face, or penetrating my ass.

I went home that night to crash from a long day, but couldn't shake the
images of my boss from my head. After about 3 hours of being sexually
frustrated, I headed to a local adult video store in a neighboring town
about 30 minutes away. It had a several gloryholes and peepholes for
sucking or voyeuristic pleasure. I had only sucked guys a couple dicks
through the glory holes, as I was a very picky person that required seeing
a clean dick and a good looking guy before performing any kind of sexual
act. When I arrived, the place looked moderately busy. I headed into the
dimly lit building and chose a booth that had a nice sized gloryhole and
peep hole. I used the peep hole to spy on shy guys or guys that didn't want
any contact. In the span of two hours, I watched three men enter the
adjacent booth and stroke their loads off to one of the movies. None of the
guys wanted a blowjob, despite my solicitations. I patiently watched as
these guys got themselves hard and pulled out their cocks and shot their
loads all over the floor of the booth. I became hornier the longer I waited
and watched these men drop their loads on the ground. The smell of cum
permeated the air, and their fluids mixed together on the floor in a puddle
of desperate lust. I gently stroked myself as I watched these anonymous men
satisfy their lusty urges from beginning to end.

I was just getting settled down and thought about leaving when a new patron
entered the adjacent booth after 30 minutes. I waited for the person to get
adjusted to the dim lighting before using the peephole to check out my new
booth buddy.

The new patron fed some money into the video machine; light instantly
filled the tiny booth to illuminate the face of the new stranger. I drew my
breath in sharply as I recognized the handsome mustached face of my boss
that was intently focused on the graphic images playing out on the screen.
My pounding heart momentarily drowned out the sexual sounds of the booth.
Jim idly massaged the growing bulge in his jeans as he browsed the
selection of movies to be seen. I noticed that he was especially interested
in the blowjob films, showing pretty girls sucking and gagging on big
cocks. He would pause for minutes at a time, while absent mindedly
massaging his bulge. I watched as Jim un-tucked his casual work shirt and
unfastened his belt. He proceeded to hike up the tails of his shirt until
his bulge was exposed again. From my vantage point, I could see that Jim
was watching a gloryhole movie, featuring a young latina gorging herself on
a fat cock while she played with her clit. Jim undid the buttons on his
jeans and stood slightly to push the jeans down to the floor. Clearly
exposed in the light of the flickering porn were Jim's bulging Hanes
Select; The cotton fabric now stretched tautly over his enormous hardon.
In the meantime, I pulled my aching cock from the confines of my pants and
paced myself while watching this surreal scenario.

Jim pulled the waistband of his briefs down and tucked it under his balls
stroking his cock to the images on the screen. Jim's dick was rock hard and
sticking out at a 45 degree angle from his body with clearly visible drops
of pre cum forming at his fat knob that he smeared over his shaft while he
stroked. While impressive when flaccid, my boss' dick was even more
impressive when erect, standing 10 inches long and at least 7-1/2 inches
thick. I was finally getting to see my boss' erect cock after fantasizing
about it for months in a very vulnerable, private moment. I swooned when
seeing how his fingers barely touched when he gripped his shaft and
stroked. He would stroke for a couple minutes while watching the screen,
and then rest while his cock bobbed and jerked up and down against his
stomach in anticipation of being stroked again. Jim's cock never lost its
turgid strength, but rather stood proudly as he casually took his time to
pleasure himself.

I got up the nerve to clear my throat and make my presence known. This was
the first step in my play to suck my boss' cock. I watched intently as it
took several attempts before Jim turned away from the screen to investigate
the noisy throat clearing. His gaze fell across the gloryhole near the
entrance of the booth at which point he leaned closer to the hole to get a
better look. I stuck my finger at the hole and crooked my finger as if I
was beckoning him closer while watching his reactions from my vantage point
at the peephole. My boss stood up and walked to the gloryhole slowly,
seemingly unsure what he was going to do once he reached the hole in the
wall. I flipped to the gloryhole film so that it would be the first thing
he saw if he stooped down to look through the hole. I carefully kept myself
out of view in case Jim decided to try and get a view of me in the next
booth. I watched as my boss looked into my booth and watched the video on
the screen. Staying away from the gloryhole, I gestured again for Jim to
put his cock through the hole. Minutes passed as I waited intently for
Jim's reaction. My heart was pounding as a wave of fear washed over me
thinking about the consequences of being caught. My brain was telling me to
leave and keep my job, but my dick was telling me to stay and seduce my
boss. I stayed.

Slowly, Jim stood up and walked back to his seat. He paced back and forth
before stepping up to the hole and pushing his raging cock through the
hole. In the time it took to make up his mind, his cock had not lost any
hardness. My pulse raced as I leaned close to that beautiful cock and
licked the plump head. Jim's cock jerked while I covered the girthy cock
with my saliva. I wanted to take my time and show Jim what a good
cocksucker I was. Hopefully, if I did well, he would come back again. Plus,
I wanted to savor this moment in case it never happened again. I had to
open my mouth extremely wide to take the girth presented before me. I
gently massaged Jim's plump balls while I licked and slurped his cock into
the back of my mouth and stabbed at the entrance to my throat. I could hear
moans and incoherent babble coming from Jim as I gave him the best blowjob
I knew how. He started thrusting gently when his cock would reach the back
of my mouth, wanting badly for his cock to go deeper. I obliged by relaxing
and changing the angle of my head slightly to allow his dick to slide
deep. Jim's moaning got louder as his dick plunged into my throat. I
gripped his heavy nuts and repeatedly slid his cock deep into my throat,
ignoring the uncomfortable pain in my throat from the massive girth, until
my nose was mashed in his pubes. The amount of precum this guy was leaking
was so incredible that it felt like I had a case of post nasal drip. My
ministrations continued for almost 8 more minutes until Jim's balls started
getting tighter and the precum flowed more plentifully.  His groans came
more often until all I could hear was, "Oh god, oh god, oh god...I'm gonna
cum!" I pumped my boss' spit slicked shaft with my hand while twirling my
tongue all over the underside of his cock head. The blast of cum that shot
from Jim's cock surprised me in the suddenness and quantity of the load.  I
quickly gulped down the treasure of my boss' sweet cum and stroked his cock
lovingly as I pulled back to look at the beautiful cock still grasped in my
hand. As soon as the cock popped from my mouth, another massive rope of cum
blasted me in the face followed by two lesser spurts of cum, dripping on my
clothes. I quickly shoved the cock back in my mouth to receive the
remaining dribbles of his load until the orgasm had completely subsided.
After the volleys and the last of cum oozed from his cock's bloated head,
Jim's cock jerked with the electric pulses of post-orgasmic bliss. This guy
was capable of shooting some serious Peter North sized loads; a good
portion of which was on my clothes.

I regretfully watched that beautiful cock disappear back through the
gloryhole and spied on Jim as he stuffed his semi into his briefs and
stumbled back to his seat to watch the remaining time on his video console.

"Holy shit"! I said under my breath, looking at my cum soaked shirt. I was
feeling overwhelmed with my horniness brought on by the reality of sucking
my dream dick. I fisted my cock in preparation of my own orgasm. I watched
Jim in the other booth while reliving the past 10 minutes, the memory of
his dick in my mouth and the smell of his cum on my clothes had my cock
extremely hard. I pulled out a dildo that I usually bring with me to the
gloryhole and set it on the chair where I was sitting. I stripped naked and
neatly folded my clothes, setting them in the corner of the booth. I
greased up the 6" dildo and positioned it at my pre-lubed hole before
slowly working it into my tight hole. I released my aching cock and focused
on working the dildo in and out to get me loosened up. I bounced up and
down on the cock looking through the peephole to see Jim still watching a
porn movie in the other booth. My mind went into overdrive as I grunted and
sighed feeling the blunt head of the dildo slide back and forth over my
inflamed prostate. I was delighted to see Jim's cock hard again and
stretched over his thigh encased in the tight white briefs as his hand
stimulating the underside of his dick through the cotton. The screaming of
the actress in Jim's video was loud enough to drown out my moaning, but I
decided to throw caution to the wind again and draw attention to myself by
increasing the volume of my moaning by thrusting the dildo deeper and
faster into my ass. Jim's cock had shot its load only 5 minutes earlier and
was already hard again as he watched the hardcore scene play out.

My moaning must have caught Jim's attention because he would periodically
glance over at the gloryhole intermittently as he played with his dick and
then turn his attention back to the screen. By this point I was crazy with
lust watching Jim's cock leak fluid into the fabric of his briefs and
wanted more. "Stroke that big cock", I said aloud. Jim's head whipped
toward the gloryhole unsure of the things he was hearing.

"Oooooohhhh" I Moaned, "Pull out that big dick and let me see you stroke
it."

Jim got this smirk on his face as he turned his chair towards the hole and
cupped his balls and squeezed his shaft through the straining fabric of his
tight briefs. That fucker was teasing me!! "Oh god, let me suck on that
nice meat." I started to whimper. "I want to feel your cum gushing into my
mouth again."

My inhibitions had faded. I was only acutely aware of my begging tone and
didn't like it. I was quickly losing control to the stud in the other
booth. I stuck my mouth to the gloryhole and licked my lips, hoping that
Jim would take the cue and stick his dick in my mouth. After a minute of
not feeling anything I looked through the hole to see Jim 3 feet from the
hole massaging his mammoth mound. He flopped his cock out and nestled the
waistband under his balls again, pushing them out in some sort of erotic
offering. He continued to tease me by staying just out of reach and made me
watch as he slowly stroked and flexed his cock. Desperate to have his cock
again, I begged, "Please, let me taste it."

"What do I get in return?" Jim replied for the first time.

"Anything you want, just please, let me suck that cock again." I plead.

Jim thought about his options. He didn't consider himself gay, but he
certainly enjoyed getting off. His philosophy was anything goes as long as
no one got hurt, and it was between consenting adults. Besides, anyone this
eager to suck a dick would perform well. He finally responded, "OK, let me
think about what I want. I'll let you know my answer by the end of the
blowjob."

At the end of that statement, Jim stepped forward and slid his throbbing 9
incher through the hole into my side of the booth. I stopped briefly to
admire the beautiful piece of meat before me and took Jim's balls in my
hand to massage them while I slicked up his shaft with my saliva. I could
clearly read the waistband of his briefs stretched out in support of his
balls, H-A-N-E-S. I groaned as I slid my mouth up and down his shaft,
taking him deeper and deeper and rocking back and forth on the dildo still
embedded deep in my cavity. Jim gave appreciative moans and occasionally
pumped his dick back and forth with little fuck motions. His balls drew up
tight to his body, but there was no sign of an approaching orgasm. The
girth of Jim's cock became increasingly challenging to accommodate as I was
unable to swallow or control my saliva. My spit was pushed out of my mouth
and ran down my chin and all over Jim's shaft. I spread my saliva all over
my boss' cock and used my slicked up hand to heighten his pleasure. His
sighs encouraged me to try new techniques to stimulate his rod. After 30
minutes, my jaw was sore and my hand and his shaft were covered in a
slobbery combination of pre-cum and spit. Subconsciously I was rocking on
the dildo the entire time and was brought out of my reverie by the raw
nerve endings in my ass. I had fucked myself for 30 minutes while sucking
Jim, and my cock was rock hard and on the edge. I needed to cum, but wanted
to hold off until Jim shot his load. I doubled my efforts and was rewarded
with some intense moans from the other side of the partition. His dick
started to drip more precum indicating the impending eruption of cum. I was
suddenly unsure if I wanted to swallow or watch his powerful cock shoot its
cum. If the load was anything like the first one, it would be truly
impressive. Pumping my hand up and down the girth of Jim's shaft, I felt
the cock swell and saw his balls pull up in their dance prior to dumping
his seed. I got so excited that my cock started spewing my load all over my
other hand and against the partition. Five huge streams of cum shot from my
prostate stimulated orgasm as I struggled to maintain my focus on the dick
in my mouth. The only indication of my orgasm echoed by my grunting as I
sucked and pumped on Jim's dick. The pre-cum in my mouth increased until a
torrent of jism rushed into the back of my throat suddenly. I gulped and
swallowed vigorously trying to keep up with the assault on my tonsils as my
boss' moans turned louder. The loud vocalizations only made me hornier as I
milked his cock for all I was worth.

I lost track of the number of times I swallowed, but continued gently
licking Jim's cock as his orgasm subsided and he became more sensitive.
Unlike most guys, Jim didn't immediately pull his cock back, but let me
gently lick and caress his dick with my mouth until much of the blood left
his cock, leaving him with a delicious looking semi hardon. It was at this
point that I realized the current situation. Both of the time on the movies
we were watching had run out and we sat there in silence; me with my dildo
still sticking out of my ass and my clothes and hand covered in a mixture
of cum. I looked, smelled, and felt like a complete slut.

My cock nursing was interrupted by Jim's cell phone. Jim answered his
phone, withdrawing his dick from the gloryhole and deftly flipping it back
into his briefs, the deflating cock leaving a nice bulge

"Hey Honey." Jim greeted who I could only assume was his wife. "I'll be
home soon. I'm just getting finished up.... No, they didn't have the
correct size I was looking for. I'll have to check some of the other
hardware stores next weekend."

At the end of the sentence, Jim thanked me for the great blowjobs squeezed
his package into his tight jeans. "Oh yeah, I thought about how you can
repay me. Next time, my dick gets a crack at that ass of yours."

I was so excited that there would be a next time that the weight of Jim's
statement didn't fully sink in immediately. "Oh god..." was all I could say
as I imagined the strain in my jaw transferred to my ass.

"Give me your number." Jim commanded.

I briefly considered not following through with the request, but I just
couldn't let that magnificent man take his libido somewhere else. I jotted
down my cell number and slipped it through the hole.

"I'll call you soon." was all the information that Jim gave me.

What the hell was I thinking?! Why did I give my phone number to my boss?
Was I completely stupid?

Those were just some of the thoughts running through my mind as I drove
back to my apartment in a mental haze. No doubt that was one of the best
cocks I have ever had the pleasure of sucking. It was a perfect specimen of
size and shape connected to a handsome stud with the libido of someone in
their 20's. I badly wanted to have Jim fuck me, but was petrified and
excited of the damage that cock could do to my anus. I drifted off to sleep
that night with my fantasies running wild and cum drying on my torso.

Chapter 2

I went on with my life as normal as possible while still fantasizing about
my encounter with my hunky boss. I would go to the gym in the morning and
try to maintain normalcy as Jim would change within feet of me, letting his
beautiful dick flop around as he got into his workout clothes. I thought I
was doing ok, until one day when Jim struggled to find something in his
bag.

"Damnit! Hey Erik, did you see my shorts anywhere?" Jim inquired while
searching about the locker room.

I turned to see him standing in his jockstrap and almost choked. The straps
of the jockstrap looked like they were straining to corral that amazing
beefy ass. When I didn't respond, Jim turned to address me and I got an
eyeful of his packed jock. The head of his cock was clearly visible hanging
over the front of his cum swollen balls, and pushing the threadbare pouch
outward. My hole twitched and my cock started to fill with blood as my mind
drifted back to the previous month when I had Jim's cock shooting cum all
over my face, clothes, and flooding my mouth with his cum. I was within
feet of a virile sex god, and I could think of nothing except for having
sex with him again.

"Maybe you forgot them." I responded while trying not to draw attention to
my arousal.

"Well, I guess I'll have to make do with these." He said, referring to his
gray spandex shorts that he usually wore beneath his other shorts for
compression. Jim threw on his tank top and rushed out of the locker room to
begin his pre cardio weight routine. I watched him exit and let out a huge
breath of air, and cursed myself for being so preoccupied with thoughts of
having sex.

After calming down, I wandered into the main gym area and started my weight
routine. 10 minutes passed and Jim asked me for a spot on the bench
press. His muscles strained to push up the incredible amount of weight as
his hips also thrust upward. Jim's mounded bulge was pushed lewdly into the
air as he struggled to finish the last two reps.

"Ok, your turn." He stated.

I attempted to make some lame excuse to exit this erotic scenario, but Jim
wasn't leaving any room for being turned down. I adjusted the weight and
lay back on the bench in preparation for the lift. The first two sets went
well, but during the third set I started to falter and Jim stepped up to
assist in the final 5 reps. Oh shit, is this really happening?

 Jim's package was right above my face squatting slightly as I lowered the
bar for the final few reps. His cloth covered manhood was within inches of
my face, and the musky scent of his balls and ass drifted into my
nostrils. 1 rep -- I inhale his masculine scent. 2 reps -- Blood surges
to my crotch. 3 reps -- I focused on Jim's heavy ball sack. 4 reps --
Jim's cockhead was clearly visible. 5 reps -- I struggle with the bar and
Jim squats to assist with the final rep causing his pouch to lightly touch
the bridge of my nose.

"Almost wiped you out with that last one." Jim stated.

"I guess I think I'm stronger than I really am." I chuckled nervously. I
was trying desperately to not show my arousal at having my boss' massive
cloth covered pouch brushing my face a minute earlier. "Need any more
help?" I offered.

"Nope, I'm just going to work the abs before hitting the body pump class."

We parted ways and continued on our individual workout routines. I would
sneak glances while Jim was engrossed in his crunches watching his bulge
shift and press heavily against the lycra shorts. During his breaks between
ab exercises, Jim laid flat on his back with his knees bent and feet flat
on the floor with his legs splayed open offering any crotch watcher a
perfect opportunity to feast on his gibbous basket. I couldn't help but
think back to the incident on the bench press where his package mashed my
face. Damn I wanted to be his cocksucker again.

I headed back to the locker room after my workout to steam it out in the
sauna. I drifted into a light daze when two friendly voices interrupted my
relaxation. One was Jim's, the other I didn't recognize. Soon the owners of
the voices became obvious as Jim and some other guy that I'd seen around
the gym stopped in front of some lockers and continued chatting while they
undressed.

"great so I'll see you tomorrow night. Lori will be so glad to see you
Jim." The other guy stated. Both continued peeling off their sweat soaked
gym clothes. Jim's cock popped into view first pulling down both his lycra
shorts and jockstrap at the same time. His cock virtually unfolded itself
from the tight confines and laid fully over his plump balls. The other guy
stripped to reveal a tight muscled body that was almost void of any body
fat. Although of shorter stature, his cock was disproportionately large for
his 5'5" 180 pound frame. As he turned to put his clothes away, I saw a
backside view of his pendulous balls hanging heavy with at least 3 inches
of thick dick hanging lower. His thighs perfectly supported his super meaty
ass and nestled between was a perfectly shaped pink rosebud. The arching
muscle of his thighs and ass formed a perfect directional line to his
sweaty hole. My cock jumped at the hot studs in my view.  I groped my
growing bulge as I watched these two studs carry on about their locker room
business. I was pretty bold in my ministrations as I knew that the
reflection of the lights against the glass of the sauna door prevented
anyone from seeing inside. I was perfectly alone with my filthy thoughts
and wished aloud that I would be granted the luck to see Jim and his friend
naked for an extended period of time without being interrupted in the
sauna.

My horny wishes were granted as Jim's cock relaxed to its natural beefy
state while gathering his towel for the shower. Precum started leaking from
my rock hard cock as I recalled the gigantic proportions of Jim's arousal.
I could feel the size and shape of Jim's cock on my tongue pulsing and
shooting spunk down my throat. I turned my attention back to Jim's friend
and gasped as he had turned away from his bag to grab his towel out of his
locker. The amount of cock I had witnessed when he was bent over paled in
comparison to the ample schlong hanging from his lean hips. His big apricot
balls hung tight and full between his muscled thighs and a python of a cock
draped itself over those huge cum tanks. 6 inches of thick cut flaccid
flesh hung in full view of my sex crazed mind, causing my cock to throb and
bounce up against my abs. Jim swaggered over to the showers with his big
flopping cock leading the way. Jim's friend rummaged in his locker for his
towel and made his way to the sauna. I jumped up and pressed my hardon into
the waistband of my shorts to avoid the embarrassment of being a locker
room voyeur, just as the door to the darkened interior of the sauna was
flooded with light from outside. I pretended to stretch my muscles as the
new guy chose a spot opposite myself and threw his hulking muscled frame to
the cedar planks with a thud. I now had a chance to get a closer look at
this stud; his bulging muscles and tight frame packed with masculinity and
erotic energy. The heat from the sauna caused his balls to relax in their
silky sack and touch the sauna bench, staining the wood with sweat. I stole
glances while continuing my charade of muscle stiffness and watched this
guy's powerful arms and shoulders massage the tightness out of his quads as
he murmured "... yeah soap up that big dick, Jimmy. Tomorrow night you're
going to be in for a surprise..." he said quietly turning his head to gaze
out the sauna window. I then realized that he was getting aroused while
watching Jim shower and had a perfect unobstructed view of the open shower
from his vantage point in the sauna. My concentration faltered and my
stretching routine ended abruptly as I fell against the sauna bench.

My guest's head snapped out of his reverie as he looked into the darkened
recesses of the sauna letting his eyes adjust until he spotted me sitting
in the opposite corner.

"Oh hey, I didn't realize anyone was in here." He offered by way of
explanation and sitting up suddenly to try and hide his growing arousal.
There was no way I could have missed his growing cock. After watching Jim
shower and caressing himself to some imagined encounter, this stud's cock
had plumped significantly to about 8 inches of semi hardness.

"No problem. I'm just trying to release the tension in my muscles before I
cramp up." I replied. And, in a sudden move of uncharacteristic boldness, I
stood up and closed the gap between us with an outstretched hand and 7"
inch hardon. "My name is Erik."

"Thom." He replied, still unsure how much I had heard or seen as he grabbed
his sweat towel and pulled it towards his crotch.

I decided to press my luck to see where this might head. I figured that
Thom was still a bit unnerved at being caught ogling my boss and with a
semi in the sauna. Plus, I had never seen Thom at the gym before, and the
chances of any future awkward run-ins were slim.

"Don't worry Thom, I'm in the same condition," pointing to my 7" inch boner
that I swung back and forth to slap my hips for emphasis. "Besides, I won't
tell Jim a thing." I continued with a smile.

Thom looked stunned, but no less aroused as his cock quickly inflated again
as he understood my meaning; I wasn't going to tell on him, I was a
co-conspirator. I moved to sit on the bench next to Thom and looked out the
sauna window to watch Jim showering. "Let's see what all the excitement is
about." I stated and watched Jim soap his wide chest and broad shoulders.
The soapy water cascaded down Jim's torso, across his sculpted abs and out
over his big flaccid dick to make it look like he was pissing in the
shower. "Oh yeah, Jim's got a big one, alright." I stated matter-of-factly.

One look over at Thom confirmed my assumptions, he was rock hard just
watching Jim cleanse himself.

"Actually, you guys look like you could be twins." I said while looking
directly at Thom's pulsing hardon. The once plump sausage had inflated to
what looked like an incredible 9"x7" ass reamer.

"I do alright." Thom stated proudly. "But my wife is really into hung guys
and can't get enough.

"I know what that's like." I interjected to which Thom smirked and
continued telling me about how he and his wife got to know Jim. As Thom
started his tale, I reached over and gently started jacking his turgid
shaft.

Lori met Jim at a conference about 3 years ago. It started innocently
enough by chatting in the bar of the hotel. After about 2 hours of drinking
and laughing, Jim offered to help Lori to her room since she was stumbling.
Lori told me later that they fucked for hours that night with each of them
having multiple orgasms. She was blown away by his stamina and they
exchanged numbers.

By this point, Thom was leaking profusely telling his story and his balls
were pulling up tight.

When she got back from the conference Lori and Thom agreed to invite Jim as
part of their open relationship. Jim has been a regular fixture in their
lovemaking ever since. The more Thom talked about Jim, the more details he
gave with intense expression of astonishment. He was attracted to Jim, but
didn't quite realize how much.

"So he's a good lover." I baited. "There are lots of people like that."

"Not like Jim." Thom gushed. "He has an amazing ability to stay hard and
can cum several times without needing a break. It's like he's 18 all over
again... I've never seen a dick shoot so much cum" he mused to himself.

"Yeah well, he does keep in good shape, but I'd have to see it to believe
it." I challenged.

"You're a bit smaller than Lori usually likes, but one more couldn't
hurt. Let me give you my address after I shower, and you can come over
tomorrow night too." He said.

"Um...sure. I'm not actually into the kind of scene that has women, but
I've got to see what this Adonis, Jim, looks like in action." I joked. "If
he's built like you, there should be no problem." I quickened my pace on
his shaft and felt the telltale swelling of Thom's shaft in my hand just
before his cum erupted from his cock in several large spurts covering his
chest and my hand.

As if reading my mind, "If you thought that was large, Jim cums at least 2
to 3 times as much." Thom explained.

I licked my hand clean and descended on Thom's cock to clean it of his
cum. His cock stayed hard as I continued onto his chest and licked it clean
of sweat and liquid man sauce before returning to his plump balls for a
thorough washing.

He pushed my head away indicating that he had to leave for work, but said
he would leave his number for me at the front counter. I watched as he
jumped up and grabbed his towel to cover his hardon, and went to the
showers to join Jim.

I stayed in the sauna and watched as Jim and Thom started chatting in the
showers. I couldn't hear, but saw Thom gesture towards the sauna and his
slowly softening cock. It was clear to any red blooded male that Thom had
an erection. Jim and Thom laughed and they finished their showers at the
same time. They strode into the locker room where I watched them from my
vantage point because I didn't want to reveal to my boss that I was the
reason for Thom's boner. I wasn't quite sure what Thom had told Jim in the
showers, but I didn't want to take the chance.

Both guys looked like they were still in a state of semi arousal as they
gathered their clothes on the bench. Thom revealed that there would be
another person joining them and Jim responded with enthusiasm until he
realized it was another guy.

"Who is it?" Jim asked.

"I don't know. I just met him in the sauna. I think the dude is gay or
bi. He gave one helluva hand job and seemed nice enough, though." Thom
stated.

"Well then, why does he want to join us." Jim inquired.

"He seems interested in seeing you in action."

"Fine. More pussy for me." Jim stated as he massaged his cock to a full
blown rager. His 10 incher throbbed, ready for release when Jim squeezed
his balls and a drop of precum gathered at the tip of his wide mushroom
head. "Damn. I need to cool this down. I can't wait until tomorrow night."
At the end of the statement, Jim took the tip of his finger and swiped the
precum from his pulsing dick with his finger and wiped it off on his abs
while seemingly staring directly at me through the reflective sauna glass
door. He pulled on his white briefs and positioned his cock to the left
across his hip and threw the rest of his clothes on. In a parting gesture,
Jim again looked directly into the sauna and adjusted his basket.

The visual images of the past 15 minutes, giving a hand job to Thom and
remembering Jim's massive bulge as it rubbed my face in the gym when he
spotted me triggered my own orgasm. I erupted in massive ropey spurts that
occurred in rapid succession as my hips bucked uncontrollably to the
intense orgasm. Most of the cum landed on my own body or towel, but the
last couple shots struck the glass of the sauna. Jim smirked as he looked
down at the streaks on the glass and gave his bulge a couple more gropes
for good measure. He seemed to love the fact that he had control of me, and
I was helpless to stop it. For whatever reason, I became sex crazed
whenever I saw him and it took me longer and longer to gain control of
logic over my sexual drive when I was around him. I knew I shouldn't go
tomorrow night, but I knew that my drive to see Jim in action was
overriding my ability to reason.