Chapter 1: First Encounter -He sat across from the door, enjoying the peace and quiet that could only be afforded on a Friday morning. The sauna was empty bar Jake, who sat with just a towel wrapped around his waist. He had nothing else on, because he liked it that way. He loved being nude in the sauna. Jake found it rather freeing. It wasn't always like this, though. When Jake first started going to the sauna after his workout at the gym in the early hours of the morning, he was surprised at the amount of guys that showed up that early. He'd prepare himself by wearing his boxer briefs under the towel. That was until he realised something. Most of the guys in the sauna wore their underwear because of their eagerness to cover up and for nobody to see them naked. But Jake wasn't ashamed of his body; he loved his average penis on his slightly athletic frame. He also loved his round, peachy butt that had caught many a man's eye on the sauna and changing rooms, and that didn't go unnoticed by Jake. He considered himself tall, dark and handsome, even if others didn't find him attractive. He was 25, 6'3" and 210 lbs, with fairly dark skin, not unlike John Legend's skin tone. His penis was aesthetically pleasing to the eye, as much as one could be. He didn't fulfill the BBC stereotype, one that many white makes he had tried to hook up with turned him down for. But he was happy with being secure in his own skin. It was 7am. He emerged from the sauna, slightly tired and extremely sweaty. He needed to hit the showers immediately. He approached the showers and went for the far-left shower. It was the only one with a clear plastic strip across the top of the curtain, perfect for being a sneaky voyeur. Jake wasn't a guy that paid close attention to the men approaching the other showers, but every once in a while, he'd see a big floppy cock being dried off or a big bubble butt when he'd peek out of the shower curtain. He had his typical routine: stretch for about five minutes, then shower and wash his face. He'd got it down to a science in about 13 minutes, 20 minutes of he included an early morning jerk. As he was about to start washing his face, he happened to notice a young guy emerging from the entrance of the showers, walking towards the far-right shower. Jake was mesmerised. In walked a tall, hot, natural redhead. He couldn't be anymore than 200 lbs and was about Jake's height. He looked about 25 years old and had freckles on his face. Jake couldn't stop staring. Something about this guy had him hooked, unlike any other guy he'd seen before in the shower, or at the gym. It wasn't like Jake had a type. In fact, Jake hadn't ever done anything beyond a jerk off session with a few couple other guys and received a couple of blowjobs. But this guy had Jake wanting to give this ginger hottie some head. Maybe it was the fact that he had a strong athletic slim build, not to bulky or skinny. Maybe it was the way his hair was perfectly coiffed. Maybe it was the fact that he had great muscular arms and a well built chest, with nice, hard pecs and a strong six pack. It maybe it was his round, small, bum he showed as he was getting ready to go into the shower and pulled his towel off his body. Jake was hard as a rock. There was no denying that if he had his way, Jake would suck his dick in the shower right there and then until they both spilled fountains of cum, then ride his cock until Jake got a creampie. But he knew that wouldn't ever happen. Jake had told himself every time he'd seen a guy who he thought was out of his league that he was completely unattainable. Jake would rather live in a dream of maybe's than entertain the idea that a guy that hot, even if he were slightly curious, would be interested in getting head from someone like Jake. As Jake envisioned himself sucking Mr. Redhead's cock while gripping his butt with his hands, he forgot to stop leering at him. The redhead had turned around and was now facing Jake. Jake quickly snapped out of his gaze and looked down, noticing the Redhead's uncut penis. He was fairly shaven and had a nice amount of length to his juicy, girthy cock. Jake hurried to get out of the shower and started acting clumsily in the process. He made his way to his locker, which faced a group of mirrors. Not a couple of minutes later, Mr. Redhead emerged from the showers and went up to the mirrors in the lockers to the left of Jake and started drying his hair. Every now and then, Jake would glance at Mr. Redhead and admire his attention to detail when it came to his hair; Jake himself was bald, so he appreciated his ease of head maintenance after seeing Mr Redhead apply what was possibly the 50th hair product. After doing his hair, Mr Redhead walked back to his locker, which faced the mirrors. Jake had a clear view of Mr Redhead when he pulled his towel off his body and exposed his naked butt. Jake was in a trance, looking at his butt when he realised once again he had been caught by Mr Redhead. He quickly thought to himself why he was so obsessed with Mr Redhead. He then got changed and rushed back to his car, after which he jerked off and cleaned up with some tissues in his car. Something about Mr Redhead had Jake feeling differently. He didn't have the biggest cock or a huge bubble butt. However, Jake was still mesmerised by his body. Little did he know what Mr Redhead thought about him.