Hey guys! This is Part I of a rather gigantic series I have written for fun and posted on another site. If people like this, I will continue to post the other parts (there are ten altogether). Anyway, without further ado, here's my story, "The YMCA: Part I"
Bobby had never been to a YMCA before. When he was a younger, his dad had taken him a few times to a gym in the neighborhood, a pool, tennis courts, and a small weight room. Aside from that, Bobby had always gotten his exercise in the outdoors: running, swimming, biking. He had never been nude in a public environment before, and he found the idea terribly exciting.
Bobby had heard that the downtown YMCA had a reputation for being a cruisy place. Again, Bobby had never cruised before and still didn’t quite understand the concept, but when he heard that the Y had a locker room with totally open showers, as well as a sauna, steam room, and whirlpool jacuzzi that most of the men used in the nude, he found himself getting very excited and called them to inquire about a guest pass. He was told that for only $10.00, he could get in for an entire day and see if he liked the place.
Bobby had no intention of working out today. He did plenty of that most every day. Today, his goal was to pay the $10.00 and go directly to the locker room and strip.
When he entered the building, he was greeted by a very friendly and very gay looking man behind the front desk. The man was tall, dark, and handsome, and looked to be between the age of 25 and 30. Bobby paid his $10.00 and was told where to go in the elevator. “Have a good time,” the man said to him as he walked away. Bobby turned around and the man winked at him.
Bobby took the elevator up to the fourth floor. The doors opened and revealed a long, white hallway. In front of the sign marked “MENS’ LOCKER ROOM,” there was a table stacked with clean white towels. Bobby grabbed three and continued into the locker room.
As soon as he entered, he felt himself developing an erection. There were naked men EVERYWHERE. Bobby couldn’t believe the way all these guys were just walking around, totally in the buff, penises swinging to and fro. There was a totally naked 20-something Asian shaving his face in front of the mirrors, and another naked guy standing under one of the hairdryers, eyes closed. For a minute, Bobby just stood at the entrance to the locker room, staring at these men. Then he realized he was probably being very obvious and proceeded forward, towards the lockers. He had brought his own lock and pulled it out of his backpack. He opened the locker and began emptying his pockets onto one of the shelves inside. Next, he nervously looked around, and then he began to strip.
He started by sitting on a bench in front of the locker and removing his shoes and socks. He noticed his hands were actually shaking a little. This was all new to him. He had never had to shower with his classmates after gym class (although he’d secretly wished that this had been required) and he’d never been in a gym environment like this before. Bobby had just turned 18 and was still in high school, graduating in two months.
Bobby took off his shirt and threw it into the locker. Next, he unbuttoned the fly on his jeans, unzipped the zipper, and slid them off. Now he stood in only his tight black boxer briefs. The bulge in his briefs was clearly evident as he was still fighting off a raging erection. One more time, he looked to his side at the other naked guys, and then finally he slipped off his underwear, threw them in the locker, and put the lock on. Now he was completely naked, with only a towel tossed over his shoulder.
He wondered what the etiquette was, now. Should he wrap the towel around his waist while he walked around the locker room? Some guys were doing that, sure, but the majority of the men were just walking around without anything covering them. Heart beating ferociously, Bobby walked across the locker room, totally naked, penis swinging against his legs, and headed towards the showers. On his way, he stopped to look at himself in the mirror.
Bobby was half-Italian, giving his skin a darker complexion, especially when the weather was hot. He had a six pack and washboard abs that he was very proud of from many years of intense work-outs, and his body was almost completely hairless. His penis was around 7.5 inches when it got hard, and he was lucky enough to be uncircumcised. His kept his entire pubic region totally shaved, and he had just shaved the entire area, including his balls, before he came here today. Looking around, he noticed that most of the other men were also completely shaved. Right now, his cock was in the first stages of getting hard. He liked the way it looked now, cuz it wasn’t soft and flaccid, but it also wasn’t a raging flagpole. It just looked big and impressive, and he was pretty sure he was getting some admiring looks from the other dudes in the locker room.
Bobby walked around a corner and took a moment to admire his surroundings. To his left, there were doors to the sauna and steam room. He could see into the sauna and saw that it was packed with men, all totally naked. He couldn’t see into the steam room because the glass window was totally fogged up. On his right side, there were the showers, big, open, gang style military showers. There were about 20 shower heads poking out of the wall on either side. Bobby could see there were about four guys lined up, altogether, two on each side. Two of the guys were white, one was Asian, and one was black. Bobby hung his towel on a hook and walked into the showers, taking the shower directly next to the Asian dude.
Bobby had heard that Asians had small wieners, but this dude was an exception. His dick hung down at easily six inches, and it wasn’t even hard. It was circumcised and Bobby thought it was interesting how the head of the penis was a darker, tanner color than the rest of it. Bobby turned on his shower and let the warm water wash over him. He snuck a quick peek over at the Asian next to him, and was shocked to see that he was pissing directly against the wall. Was this socially acceptable? Bobby certainly peed in the shower at home on a fairly regular basis, but he didn’t know men would be so open about doing it in a public setting.
The Asian was holding his circumcised penis up, aiming it towards the wall, and shooting out a golden stream of piss right against the wall. The piss dribbled down the wall, circled towards the drain, and then disappeared. The pissing seemed to be going on forever, and Bobby found himself oddly entranced with it, unable to look away.
Still holding his dick and pissing, the Asian looked over at Bobby and said, “Had a lot of water while I was working out, you know?”
“Oh, um…..yeah,” Bobby smiled awkwardly. He wasn’t sure how he was supposed to take this. Was the Asian mad at him for looking at his dick? That’s what Bobby thought at first, but the guy was smiling at him, too. Finally, he stopped pissing, shot out another squirt or two against the wall, and then tugged at his dick a good three times to get the last few golden drops off. “Ahh, that’s better,” he said, stepping out from under the shower spray and beginning to apply soap to himself.
Bobby knew that if he kept looking at this Asian, he would get a huge, completely uncontrollable boner, so he quickly turned the water down to ice cold, closed his eyes, and tried to think un-sexy thoughts. He finally started to feel his cock deflate and he felt a bit more relaxed, but aware that he had to take a piss really badly, now. Well, the Asian didn’t seem shy about peeing in the shower, so Bobby decided to follow his cue. He took his cock in his right hand, rolled his foreskin back, revealing the moist, pink head, and began to spray piss all over the wall. When he became aware of the Asian’s eyes on him, he decided to put on a bit of a show. He started moving his hips back and forth, playing with the pee stream, wiggling his dick back and forth, making the pee go everywhere, and he let out a very epic, very over-the-top sigh. “Oh yeah,” he said, drawing out the word, closing his eyes and facing towards the ceiling. He finished peeing, shook the last few drops, let some water wash the head of his cock, and then rolled his foreskin back up.
Bobby could see that the Asian was starting to pop a woody. His cock was beginning to rise, the drops of water washing over it and accentuating the dark color of the head. The Asian turned off his shower, and for a moment Bobby was confused, but then he watched him walk over towards the door to the steam room and head inside.
His own penis beginning to harden, Bobby turned off his shower and followed him into the steam room.
TO BE CONTINUED
Bobby had never been to a YMCA before. When he was a younger, his dad had taken him a few times to a gym in the neighborhood, a pool, tennis courts, and a small weight room. Aside from that, Bobby had always gotten his exercise in the outdoors: running, swimming, biking. He had never been nude in a public environment before, and he found the idea terribly exciting.
Bobby had heard that the downtown YMCA had a reputation for being a cruisy place. Again, Bobby had never cruised before and still didn’t quite understand the concept, but when he heard that the Y had a locker room with totally open showers, as well as a sauna, steam room, and whirlpool jacuzzi that most of the men used in the nude, he found himself getting very excited and called them to inquire about a guest pass. He was told that for only $10.00, he could get in for an entire day and see if he liked the place.
Bobby had no intention of working out today. He did plenty of that most every day. Today, his goal was to pay the $10.00 and go directly to the locker room and strip.
When he entered the building, he was greeted by a very friendly and very gay looking man behind the front desk. The man was tall, dark, and handsome, and looked to be between the age of 25 and 30. Bobby paid his $10.00 and was told where to go in the elevator. “Have a good time,” the man said to him as he walked away. Bobby turned around and the man winked at him.
Bobby took the elevator up to the fourth floor. The doors opened and revealed a long, white hallway. In front of the sign marked “MENS’ LOCKER ROOM,” there was a table stacked with clean white towels. Bobby grabbed three and continued into the locker room.
As soon as he entered, he felt himself developing an erection. There were naked men EVERYWHERE. Bobby couldn’t believe the way all these guys were just walking around, totally in the buff, penises swinging to and fro. There was a totally naked 20-something Asian shaving his face in front of the mirrors, and another naked guy standing under one of the hairdryers, eyes closed. For a minute, Bobby just stood at the entrance to the locker room, staring at these men. Then he realized he was probably being very obvious and proceeded forward, towards the lockers. He had brought his own lock and pulled it out of his backpack. He opened the locker and began emptying his pockets onto one of the shelves inside. Next, he nervously looked around, and then he began to strip.
He started by sitting on a bench in front of the locker and removing his shoes and socks. He noticed his hands were actually shaking a little. This was all new to him. He had never had to shower with his classmates after gym class (although he’d secretly wished that this had been required) and he’d never been in a gym environment like this before. Bobby had just turned 18 and was still in high school, graduating in two months.
Bobby took off his shirt and threw it into the locker. Next, he unbuttoned the fly on his jeans, unzipped the zipper, and slid them off. Now he stood in only his tight black boxer briefs. The bulge in his briefs was clearly evident as he was still fighting off a raging erection. One more time, he looked to his side at the other naked guys, and then finally he slipped off his underwear, threw them in the locker, and put the lock on. Now he was completely naked, with only a towel tossed over his shoulder.
He wondered what the etiquette was, now. Should he wrap the towel around his waist while he walked around the locker room? Some guys were doing that, sure, but the majority of the men were just walking around without anything covering them. Heart beating ferociously, Bobby walked across the locker room, totally naked, penis swinging against his legs, and headed towards the showers. On his way, he stopped to look at himself in the mirror.
Bobby was half-Italian, giving his skin a darker complexion, especially when the weather was hot. He had a six pack and washboard abs that he was very proud of from many years of intense work-outs, and his body was almost completely hairless. His penis was around 7.5 inches when it got hard, and he was lucky enough to be uncircumcised. His kept his entire pubic region totally shaved, and he had just shaved the entire area, including his balls, before he came here today. Looking around, he noticed that most of the other men were also completely shaved. Right now, his cock was in the first stages of getting hard. He liked the way it looked now, cuz it wasn’t soft and flaccid, but it also wasn’t a raging flagpole. It just looked big and impressive, and he was pretty sure he was getting some admiring looks from the other dudes in the locker room.
Bobby walked around a corner and took a moment to admire his surroundings. To his left, there were doors to the sauna and steam room. He could see into the sauna and saw that it was packed with men, all totally naked. He couldn’t see into the steam room because the glass window was totally fogged up. On his right side, there were the showers, big, open, gang style military showers. There were about 20 shower heads poking out of the wall on either side. Bobby could see there were about four guys lined up, altogether, two on each side. Two of the guys were white, one was Asian, and one was black. Bobby hung his towel on a hook and walked into the showers, taking the shower directly next to the Asian dude.
Bobby had heard that Asians had small wieners, but this dude was an exception. His dick hung down at easily six inches, and it wasn’t even hard. It was circumcised and Bobby thought it was interesting how the head of the penis was a darker, tanner color than the rest of it. Bobby turned on his shower and let the warm water wash over him. He snuck a quick peek over at the Asian next to him, and was shocked to see that he was pissing directly against the wall. Was this socially acceptable? Bobby certainly peed in the shower at home on a fairly regular basis, but he didn’t know men would be so open about doing it in a public setting.
The Asian was holding his circumcised penis up, aiming it towards the wall, and shooting out a golden stream of piss right against the wall. The piss dribbled down the wall, circled towards the drain, and then disappeared. The pissing seemed to be going on forever, and Bobby found himself oddly entranced with it, unable to look away.
Still holding his dick and pissing, the Asian looked over at Bobby and said, “Had a lot of water while I was working out, you know?”
“Oh, um…..yeah,” Bobby smiled awkwardly. He wasn’t sure how he was supposed to take this. Was the Asian mad at him for looking at his dick? That’s what Bobby thought at first, but the guy was smiling at him, too. Finally, he stopped pissing, shot out another squirt or two against the wall, and then tugged at his dick a good three times to get the last few golden drops off. “Ahh, that’s better,” he said, stepping out from under the shower spray and beginning to apply soap to himself.
Bobby knew that if he kept looking at this Asian, he would get a huge, completely uncontrollable boner, so he quickly turned the water down to ice cold, closed his eyes, and tried to think un-sexy thoughts. He finally started to feel his cock deflate and he felt a bit more relaxed, but aware that he had to take a piss really badly, now. Well, the Asian didn’t seem shy about peeing in the shower, so Bobby decided to follow his cue. He took his cock in his right hand, rolled his foreskin back, revealing the moist, pink head, and began to spray piss all over the wall. When he became aware of the Asian’s eyes on him, he decided to put on a bit of a show. He started moving his hips back and forth, playing with the pee stream, wiggling his dick back and forth, making the pee go everywhere, and he let out a very epic, very over-the-top sigh. “Oh yeah,” he said, drawing out the word, closing his eyes and facing towards the ceiling. He finished peeing, shook the last few drops, let some water wash the head of his cock, and then rolled his foreskin back up.
Bobby could see that the Asian was starting to pop a woody. His cock was beginning to rise, the drops of water washing over it and accentuating the dark color of the head. The Asian turned off his shower, and for a moment Bobby was confused, but then he watched him walk over towards the door to the steam room and head inside.
His own penis beginning to harden, Bobby turned off his shower and followed him into the steam room.
TO BE CONTINUED
