Written by trainman

Gay
28 Jan 2011


The gym I go to is part of a national hotel chain and the guests can use the pool and the gym. A few days ago I was in the gym doing my weights work out when I noticed a guy watching me, which isn't that unusual - guys often check out each others workouts - but this was different. Every time I caught him looking, he looked away and when I saw him in the mirror watching me he glanced away quickly. After 50 mins I was done. Muscles ached nicely, chest pumped, thighs and biceps worked and stomach toned. I picked up my towel and headed for the changing room. I realized the guy must have gone because I couldn't see him in the gym. In the changing room I stripped, tugging my vest over my chest and shoulders - I can always tell when my workout has been intense, the vest is difficult to pull over my muscular chest and shoulders so is hard to get off. Grabbing my towel I walked to the showers past the lockers and noticed the guy from the gym at a locker near the showers, getting dressed.

He watched as I walked past, naked, carrying my towel (I never wrap it round me, what's the point? We're all guys together and I like to show off.) My shaved cock and balls swinging as I walked. I chose a shower where I knew he could see me and drew the curtain 1/2 closed. Turning the water on I reached for the soap dispenser and filled my palm. I turned my back to him and began soaping myself, the water immediately turning it into a smooth lather. I could feel him watching and sure enough when I turned round his eyes were fixed on my shower.

I turned round and faced him showing him my lathered up torso, glistening with the water, my hands working all over my body, slowly stroking it, pinching my nipples and weighing my cock and balls. He was sat on the bench fiddling with his shoes, nervously looking all round the changing room so I looked directly at him and began slowly to wank. As I pulled and released the soap covered foreskin I stepped back behind the curtain a little knowing he'd have to move or lean right over to carry on watching. He did and I saw him stroking his own cock through the trousers. I let the water rinse me off and drawing back the curtain reached for my towel and dried myself.

I heard a couple of people leave and thought only he and I remained. Feeling either brave or foolish, most definitely horny, I carried my towel and walked back towards my locker, my cock stiff to attention. with each step it sprang up and down - his eyes were on stalks and as I passed him I stopped turned towards him and said ' Hi are you staying at the hotel?' As he sat on the bench my rigid cock was directly in line with his face and less than a foot away from him; he couldn't take his eyes off it. He almost forgot I'd spoken to him but then shook my hand and said 'Yes, just tonight. I had some business in town earlier'. I was so turned on by the whole thing, a complete stranger watching me wank as he dressed, my cock was rock hard.....sure everyone gets naked in a changing room but not everyone walks round with a hard on. I said bye and walked back to my locker. As I dressed I made sure he could see me> First my white socks and black leather workboots, then my steel cock ring ( never leave home without it) shiny and tight as I forced my balls through it then my semi hard cock. As he put on his suit jacket I definitely made sure he saw me pull on the white jockstrap and tuck my cock and balls into it forming a nice big bulge. Denim jeans and white t-shirt with a thick black leather belt. As he walked past me tothe door I simply said 'Which room?'. He looked a little shocked but stuttered '24'. I turned away from him and carried on packing my bag as I heard him leave.

5 mins later I was in the bar having a beer. After 20 mins I thought he's either gone out or gagging for some cock by now so I drained the glass and headed for his room. As I went down the corridor my heart was racing with excitement and my cock was aching to be touched. I knocked once and almost instantly the door opened. He stood there in his shirt, tie, suit trousers and shining leather shoes. I just walked past him and was sure I noticed a large bulge in those trousers. He closed the door and came towards me tugging at his tie but I told him to stop and sit on the bed. I've always had a thing for being naked in front of business guys and execs, then letting them play with me as the stay dressed and wank. He sat on the edge of the bed and dropping my bag on the chair I began to strip. Neither of us spoke as I threw my t-shirt and jeans onto the chair until I was stood there before him in just the leather boots, jockstrap and cock ring. He slid off the bed onto his knees in front of me, his hands reached up and held my thighs. His face nuzzled against my jockstrap and he breathed deeply taking in the smell of my cock. He rubbed his face against the bulge, the material straining as my cock grew at his touch. Then he leaned back so he could take in the whole view. His eyes started at my leather boots, moving up my legs as he caressed my thighs, my cock bulging in the white jockstrap, tits pumped, chest smooth and shining, nipples proud and shoulders wide. He reached round and stroking my arse looked me straight in the eye and said 'Stud'.

I'll tell you the rest if you'd like me too....let me know.


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