I thought I would use this space to write about a few of my experiences. I'm not much of a writer and probably get too wordy, but...be kind, this still needs to be edited =)
I loved going to my gym on Friday nights because it was always nearly empty at that time and nice chill environment for working out. This January Friday night was no different. I stepped into the space, which was in the basement of a building in one of my city's busy city squares. It was 7pm and the street above was full of people trudging through the slushy, freezing snow. Stepping down into the gym was a nice because it felt removed from the hustle of the city streets above. That night there were probably 4-5 people total in the gym. All of the equipment was mine, just the way i like it. After my workout I decided to spend the last hour or so in the steam room, a nice way to end what was a busy and stressful work week.
The steam had been turned up to high and the room was full of hot mist circling the perimeter, so much so that I couldn't see anything at first. I found my way to the top of the stepped platform (that are typical in steam rooms) along one side of the room. I settled in, adjusted my towel and leaned back against the wall. The steam kept blasting blasted and the hot mist rolled around the room. It finally subsided for a bit, started to clear and I saw there was another person in the room. It was a guy that I would often watch in the gym because his body was flawless and he was very handsome. Blond, blue-eyed (not usually my type), often kept to himself during his workouts. I looked across at him once again his admiring body. He was a thin guy, very muscular and defined, and had a really nicely developed chest. He also had the most beautiful, pale, perfect skin. I noticed that his towel twitched a little in his lap, which I dismissed it as being nothing because he was intimidatingly hot and I was sure that he had no interest in me. Then I noticed he opened his eyes a bit and glanced my way. He adjusted himself and traced the now noticeably hard shaft with his thumb, pushing it down a little, but you could see the tension of his hardon flexing back.
I adjusted myself, looked over in his direction while thinking to myself... no, this can't be happening. He gave a tug on his towel and exposed his rigid cock. I immediately was rock hard, myself. The sexual tension (this WAS a public space, after all) in that hot room... my heart was beating...I was full of anxiety... I was also horny as fuck. We both started slowly stroking our cocks and I decided to stop being so timid. Finally, convinced that he was in fact interested, I stood up and stepped over to the space in front of him to watch him stroke. "Can I put it in my mouth?", I asked. He nodded yes and then leaned back against the tile wall and closed his eyes. I had NEVER done anything like this before—played in a public space. I leaned forward and wrapped my lips around his cock. It was around 6.5", beautifully shaped with a perfect head, and the skin on his shaft was soft and velvety on my tongue.
The whole experience still makes me SO horny when thinking about it. The excitement and anxiety that we would be caught...
My lips glided up and down over his shaft...the steam blasting and swirling around the room...the taste his precum swirling around in my mouth. I moved my mouth up and down over his cock at an aster pace, completely caught up in what was happening. He fidgeted around, his body trembling and his left leg quivering, he let out a few low/quiet moans...the shaft of his cock kept getting harder and I could feel his cock head swelling up in my mouth...increasing in size so much so that it was rubbing against the top and sides of my mouth at this point. He let out a long, low moan and I pushed my head forward and tighted my lips around his hard shaft. I could feel his urethra start rapidly pulsing, delivering six long shots of warm semen into the back of my mouth. It happened so quickly, and I was overheated from the event and the temperature of the steam, that I decided to swallow it all. It filled the back sides of my mouth, giving me a taste. I was, surprisingly, not turned off by the taste. In fact it turned me on even more.
He fell back against the wall and with his head pointing up and his eyes closed. I stood up to look at him, the minerally taste of his cum still on the back of my tongue. His face was red and with slight grimace, I could see his defied ab muscles slowly moving in and out as he was breathing shallowly.
The next moment someone opened the steam room door, startling me. I turned to face the wall behind me trying to conceal my cock, which was like a steel rod at this point and needed relief, with my towel. I turned back around to see my steam room playmate who was now leaning forward with his forehead resting in his palms, still breathing heavily.
I went to a shower, jerked ff and probably one of the most intense orgasms ever. I shot my load across the shower stall and slid down in the corner staying there under the hot water spray for 5-10 mins.
Quiet Friday Night at the Gym
I loved going to my gym on Friday nights because it was always nearly empty at that time and nice chill environment for working out. This January Friday night was no different. I stepped into the space, which was in the basement of a building in one of my city's busy city squares. It was 7pm and the street above was full of people trudging through the slushy, freezing snow. Stepping down into the gym was a nice because it felt removed from the hustle of the city streets above. That night there were probably 4-5 people total in the gym. All of the equipment was mine, just the way i like it. After my workout I decided to spend the last hour or so in the steam room, a nice way to end what was a busy and stressful work week.
The steam had been turned up to high and the room was full of hot mist circling the perimeter, so much so that I couldn't see anything at first. I found my way to the top of the stepped platform (that are typical in steam rooms) along one side of the room. I settled in, adjusted my towel and leaned back against the wall. The steam kept blasting blasted and the hot mist rolled around the room. It finally subsided for a bit, started to clear and I saw there was another person in the room. It was a guy that I would often watch in the gym because his body was flawless and he was very handsome. Blond, blue-eyed (not usually my type), often kept to himself during his workouts. I looked across at him once again his admiring body. He was a thin guy, very muscular and defined, and had a really nicely developed chest. He also had the most beautiful, pale, perfect skin. I noticed that his towel twitched a little in his lap, which I dismissed it as being nothing because he was intimidatingly hot and I was sure that he had no interest in me. Then I noticed he opened his eyes a bit and glanced my way. He adjusted himself and traced the now noticeably hard shaft with his thumb, pushing it down a little, but you could see the tension of his hardon flexing back.
I adjusted myself, looked over in his direction while thinking to myself... no, this can't be happening. He gave a tug on his towel and exposed his rigid cock. I immediately was rock hard, myself. The sexual tension (this WAS a public space, after all) in that hot room... my heart was beating...I was full of anxiety... I was also horny as fuck. We both started slowly stroking our cocks and I decided to stop being so timid. Finally, convinced that he was in fact interested, I stood up and stepped over to the space in front of him to watch him stroke. "Can I put it in my mouth?", I asked. He nodded yes and then leaned back against the tile wall and closed his eyes. I had NEVER done anything like this before—played in a public space. I leaned forward and wrapped my lips around his cock. It was around 6.5", beautifully shaped with a perfect head, and the skin on his shaft was soft and velvety on my tongue.
The whole experience still makes me SO horny when thinking about it. The excitement and anxiety that we would be caught...
My lips glided up and down over his shaft...the steam blasting and swirling around the room...the taste his precum swirling around in my mouth. I moved my mouth up and down over his cock at an aster pace, completely caught up in what was happening. He fidgeted around, his body trembling and his left leg quivering, he let out a few low/quiet moans...the shaft of his cock kept getting harder and I could feel his cock head swelling up in my mouth...increasing in size so much so that it was rubbing against the top and sides of my mouth at this point. He let out a long, low moan and I pushed my head forward and tighted my lips around his hard shaft. I could feel his urethra start rapidly pulsing, delivering six long shots of warm semen into the back of my mouth. It happened so quickly, and I was overheated from the event and the temperature of the steam, that I decided to swallow it all. It filled the back sides of my mouth, giving me a taste. I was, surprisingly, not turned off by the taste. In fact it turned me on even more.
He fell back against the wall and with his head pointing up and his eyes closed. I stood up to look at him, the minerally taste of his cum still on the back of my tongue. His face was red and with slight grimace, I could see his defied ab muscles slowly moving in and out as he was breathing shallowly.
The next moment someone opened the steam room door, startling me. I turned to face the wall behind me trying to conceal my cock, which was like a steel rod at this point and needed relief, with my towel. I turned back around to see my steam room playmate who was now leaning forward with his forehead resting in his palms, still breathing heavily.
I went to a shower, jerked ff and probably one of the most intense orgasms ever. I shot my load across the shower stall and slid down in the corner staying there under the hot water spray for 5-10 mins.
