Date: Tue, 28 Nov 2000 15:19:04 -0800 (PST)
From: JT Michcock <jtmichcock@yahoo.com>
Subject: "The Health Club"  (Gay; Encounters)

The Health Club
by JT Michcock

Category: Gay, Encounters


The following story is presented for your personal enjoyment.  It involves
sexual contact between men that, if you do no enjoy, you should not read.
If you are under 18, get lost.  All characters in the story are fictional.
 All words copyrighted by the author.  Do not read this story while on
medication.  You have been warned.  Copyright is claimed to the writing
below, (c) 2000.   Authorization is given to the ASSGM and Nifty Archives
to maintain this story in their archives.   No other publication is
permitted without my express written permission


	I paused a bit at the door.  Dingy wood paneling that hadn't been cleaned
in a while, a little window they could see you from, dark all around.

	Taking in a breath, I punched the buzzer and heard it ring out in the
distance.

	Pause.

	The door buzzed back and I reached down to turn the knob.  I was inside
now.

	Still a little nervous.  I had been to other Health Clubs in the area,
but this would be my first time here.

	Warm and humid.  The smell of the showers drifted into my nostrils.  I
could smell the men.

	On the left hand side as I entered was the attendant who had let me in.
Older guy, must have been about fifty.  Wearing a white t-shirt, he looked
kind of mean.

	"What can I get you?" he asked.

	"Uh, what do you got?" I asked in return.

	I could see his eyes roll up a bit.  He was not a friendly dude.  I
couldn't help but believe that my insincerity was sneaking through.  After
all, I knew what I wanted.

	"Rooms for $12 to $15, lockers for $8." he said.

	"Give me a locker," I said, pulling out the exact amount from my pocket.


	The lock and key came out from under the counter.  A cheap rubber band
threaded through the keyhole.  The attendant came back with a couple of
towels, one small and the other larger.

	After getting the directions to the locker room, I turned and saw some
old guy heading down the hall toward me.  Balding, must have been about
fifty.  He looked me over.  I could tell he was interested.

	I checked him out, a big belly hanging over the towel fold.  I wasn't
particulaly interested, but maybe I'd let him blow me if he asked.

	Strolling into the seedy locker room, the first thing I noticed was the
line of seven or eight dudes sitting in chairs along the wall.  Their eyes
were focused on the small TV set on top of the lockers.  A couple of
blonde dudes were displayed going down on one another.

	The gentlemen's eyes quickly changed their focus as they noticed me.
Picking a locker near the center, I proceeded to start my own little porno
show.  I wanted these dudes to watch.

	Facing away from the crowd, I unbuttoned my shirt.  Nice and slow.  I
looked down at my rather nicely shaped pecs and abs.  Completely shaved, I
tightened the gym hardened muscles a bit to give me more definition.  I
took my shirt off and felt the eyes on me.

	I could hear the shuffling from behind me as the gentlemen's body
language communicated their interest.  Opening the locker door to put my
shirt on the hook, I noticed the small vanity mirror carrying my
reflection.  Blond hair, blue eyes, and good-looking as hell.  The dream
guy for the men that frequented this facility.

	At 25, I worked hard to make sure that my appearance was always the best
it could be.  And the spunky smell from the locker room told me that my
efforts were going to create a lot of dividends.

	I next took off my shoes and socks and placed them neatly in the bottom
of the locker.  The tile ground was cold and wet beneath my bare feet.

	The pants were the last to go.  I made sure that this was the last to go.
 No underwear, I didn't think I would be needing it anyway.

	As I exposed my ass to the crowd, I noticed the shuffling in back of me
was peppered with murmurs of approval.  They were enjoying the show.  I
bent over to tuck my socks in my shoes.

	Actually, I would have bent over anyway.  I knew what these dudes wanted
to see as I felt my rather ample nutsacs poke out between my legs.  My
hole coming into view.

	I smiled a bit at this.  I such a fucking show-off, I thought to myself.


	Without turning my whole body, I grabbed the towels off the bench and
draped the smaller around my neck.  I unfurled the larger one and brought
it around my waist.  I picked this time to spin around, giving the
gentlemen a fleeting glimpse of my sex equipment before I completed
wrapping the towel around myself.

	"Hey dudes," I said, with a big shit-eating grin pasted on my face.  The
gentlemen assembled smiled nervously as I looked at them, mostly middle
aged overweight men.  A couple of lookers there.  A cute, skinny little
Asian kid nearest the door to the shower.  I was hoping I would see more
of him before the night was over.

	I walked over to the shower area, open to the locker rooms.  There was a
couple of naked guys going at it under one of the heads.  Some skinny old
guy was down on his knees blowing his somewhat younger and chunkier new
friend.  The water was pouring over both of them.

	I could see that the old guy was rather intent on blowing his buddy with
as much energy as his wrinkled old body could afford.  The younger of the
pair looked at me when I walked in.  That got his attention.

	I removed the towels and placed them over a rusted hook on the wall.  The
walls had faded blue tiles that matched the cold wet floor.  The showers
were as grimy looking as the locker rooms.  Well used, I thought, as I
turned on one of the shower heads.

	Adjusting the temperature to where it was just right, I stepped under the
head to soak my whole body in the flow.  Grabbing some soap from a wall
mounted dispenser, I began to coat my body.

	From behind, I heard a slight gurgling.  I turned around to see the
chubby guy dump a load of cream on the shoulders of his older buddy.
Behind the steam of the shower, I could see a look of pleasure filling the
chubby guy's face as he shot.

	Out of the corner of my eye, I noticed I had even more company.  The
Asian kid stood there, the towel wrapped around his waist.  He was
watching me.  As the couple sharing the shower area moved past the kid, he
moved a bit closer so I could see him.

	I couldn't tell where the Asian kid came from.  He looked Japanese or
Chinese, I wasn't sure.  His chest was bare and it was completely smooth.
Well shaped brown nipples.  A cute face with a mop of short black hair.
Around my age, I thought.

	The Asian kid smiled at me and I smiled back.  Cute smile.  Shit, I was
falling in love.  His eyes turned downward to look at my equipment.  I
could tell what he wanted.  With a nod of my head, I got the Asian kid to
move a little closer.  My new buddy took the cue and wrapped his own towel
around a hook.  Pretty soon, he had joined me under the shower head, his
dark cock and balls now coming into my view.

	The Asian kid was a couple of inches shorter than me, but we made an
interesting pair under the shower head.  We moved closer so that our
bodies touched now, nothing between us except the wash of warm water that
flowed.

	His body was warm and I used my hands to get a better feel of his
darkened skin.  Soft and inviting.  He was using his own hands to feel me
up, stroking my ass cheeks as he buried his head on my neck.  Kissing my
neck as I returned the kisses on his cheeks.

	In the background, I could see that a couple of more dudes from the
locker room had joined us in the shower, their eyes fixed on the Asian kid
and I as we did our little dance.

	The Asian kid moved down on my body and soon had my erect nipple in his
mouth.  Chewing gently on it.  My mouth emitting a gasp of pleasure as his
teeth stimulated the nerve endings.  My lips pressed against the top of
his head as he worked on my chest.

	The Asian kid looked up at me briefly, my mouth slightly open from the
stimulation I was feeling, the saliva working up beneath my tongue.

	The kid stuck his tongue out and, with his eyes still focused on mine, he
trailed his mouth down my torso.  I could feel his breath on me as he
moved lower and lower on me, lapping up the water and perspiration that
covered my body.

	Pausing at my belly button, the Asian kid drove his tongue into the
opening.

	Swirling it around, tasting the shape of my body, performing orally on my
body as I shuddered with pleasure, my senses numb to the observers that
were now in the room..

	My new buddy didn't waste much time on my belly button.  Now on his
knees, the Asian kid was focusing his attention on my jock.  Touching it,
fondling my balls, my cut eight inch shaft poking out right into his face.
 His soft breath on the shaft.  Waiting for more.

	I quickly found myself mounted on the my new buddy's face.  A face that
was gurgling with pleasure as my spit soaked shaft soon disappeared into
his mouth.  The Asian kid knew what he was doing when he absorbed my cock
into his mouth, the tool travelling deep inside him, the tongue
stimulating the sensitive underside and urging it further down his throat.
 I gasped with delight as I felt the tip of my cock rest against the back
of the Asian kid's throat.  His lips reaching the base and nestled in my
pubic hair.  His warm and wet mouth lubricating and stimulating my package
while his hand fondled my nutsac.

	The muffled moans of pleasure erupted from the Asian kids throat as he
continued his task, a stream of warm saliva emerging from his mouth and
running down my leg.  The sensation was incredible as I slowly built up
the stamina to begin the fucking of my new friend's face.  Slowly, I moved
my hips back to start the rhythm of the dance, my cock moving outside the
Asian kid's mouth a few inches.  I moved my hips in the opposite
direction, the shaft impaling itself inside my buddy's throat.  Again, I
repeated the process, varying my speed and tempo to match the beat of the
kid's oral maneuvers.

	Moving side to side, insuring the most pleasurable of rides inside the
kid's mouth.  I was getting close.

	I gently removed myself from my buddy's mouth and looked down at him, his
lips smiling and glistening with spit.  I helped the Asian kid up off the
shower floor.  I was going to return the favor.

	Like the Asian kid, my attentions focused first on his chest.  Nibbling
on the erect brown nipples, feeling the contour of the areola, suckling on
him like a baby would.

	The kid tightened his hold around my arms to indicate his pleasure.  My
tounge trailed down further, lubricating his chest and stomach with my
saliva, tasting the brown skin, delighting my lover with my mouth's
sensual tracing of his body.  A shudder emerged from the kid, pure
enjoyment.  I cupped his firm ass in my hands as my mouth reached his
abdomen, readying myself to take his cock inside me.

	Unlike the Asian kid, I decided to take his dark brown seven inches in a
little more slowly.  With my tongue, I licked quickly at the circumcised
head.  Tasting it.  A drop of precum now in my mouth.  After pausing to
enjoy the taste of my lover, my lips moved to cover the head.  I could
feel it swell further as it rested in my mouth.  Working my lips and
tongue around the tip of the youth's tool, I traced the contours of the
head.  Feeling up the inside of his peehole, lapping at the dark vein
around the crown.  The Asian kid shuddered as I held his ass cheeks in
position.

	The ride down the kid's shaft was unbelievably hot.  With my tongue, I
urged his cock further into me while my hands pressed his body into me.
The taut skin of the youth's shift being moistened by my mouth, the smell
of his crotch filling my nostrils.  The quiet moans of the youth entering
my ears and urging me forward.  As I reached the base, my companion
steered himself into position.  He was going to ride my throat as I had
did his.  Slowly, the pistoning began as I felt the shaft grow ever larger
with the stimulation I was feeding him.

	Grabbing my hands further around his asscheeks, I could soon feel the
youth's hole quivering at my fingertips, his entire body shaking from the
erotic pleasure I provided.  The Asian kid urged me off.  He was getting
too close.  My hands remained on his ass, my fingers continuing to
stimulate his hole.  The soft pucker being casually stroked.  I stood up
and grabbed my lover's hand.

	Next to the shower area, a well worn wooden door marked the entrance to
the wet steam room.   This was where our encounter would continue.

END. . . For now.