This is my first story, so I'd love some feedback and comments 
My friend Ollie asked me out to the gym on sunny afternoon. I was somewhat apathetic; I rarely visit the gym, being a lazy eighteen year old, but nineteen year old Ollie had a body on its way to perfection, with strong muscular arms and a great six pack to match. He often enjoyed showing of his bod, especially around his girlfriend Kate.
Eventually he coerced me into going. We reached the gym, only to find it packed with weightlifters and swimmers. He offered to help me train on the one remaining machine, and soon after it was time to the lockers.
Ollie didn't know that I was bisexual as most people don't either. As he turned his back to find his trunks, I glanced around at the large array of cocks; observing the cut, uncut, small, hung and everything in between. The lockers had always fascinated me, as despite the separate changing cubicles, many men whipped out their dicks there and then.
After getting changed followed by a brief swim, we returned to the cubicles only to see each but one full. "There's no space" I said to Ollie. He turned to the open door and dragged his bag towards it. "Let's use this one." I gulped. "What, both of us?" I asked nervously. "Sure" he replied. "It'll save us time; nobody's getting out."
Though I was scared of sizing myself up to show off Ollie, I accepted. We entered the cubicle and placed our bags side by side. Instantly, Ollie began stripping of his shorts. I tried hard not to open my mouth in awe of his glistening, toned body, but mainly the sight of his large flaccid, uncut dick, surrounded by light brown hair. I turned around and quietly pulled down my shorts. I pulled out a fresh pair of underwear and went down to get into them, but at that second, noticed Ollie looking into my ass.
Without thinking, I dropped my boxer briefs to the floor, prompting me to bend further down to pick them up. At that point, I felt a wet hand caress my cheek....
My friend Ollie asked me out to the gym on sunny afternoon. I was somewhat apathetic; I rarely visit the gym, being a lazy eighteen year old, but nineteen year old Ollie had a body on its way to perfection, with strong muscular arms and a great six pack to match. He often enjoyed showing of his bod, especially around his girlfriend Kate.
Eventually he coerced me into going. We reached the gym, only to find it packed with weightlifters and swimmers. He offered to help me train on the one remaining machine, and soon after it was time to the lockers.
Ollie didn't know that I was bisexual as most people don't either. As he turned his back to find his trunks, I glanced around at the large array of cocks; observing the cut, uncut, small, hung and everything in between. The lockers had always fascinated me, as despite the separate changing cubicles, many men whipped out their dicks there and then.
After getting changed followed by a brief swim, we returned to the cubicles only to see each but one full. "There's no space" I said to Ollie. He turned to the open door and dragged his bag towards it. "Let's use this one." I gulped. "What, both of us?" I asked nervously. "Sure" he replied. "It'll save us time; nobody's getting out."
Though I was scared of sizing myself up to show off Ollie, I accepted. We entered the cubicle and placed our bags side by side. Instantly, Ollie began stripping of his shorts. I tried hard not to open my mouth in awe of his glistening, toned body, but mainly the sight of his large flaccid, uncut dick, surrounded by light brown hair. I turned around and quietly pulled down my shorts. I pulled out a fresh pair of underwear and went down to get into them, but at that second, noticed Ollie looking into my ass.
Without thinking, I dropped my boxer briefs to the floor, prompting me to bend further down to pick them up. At that point, I felt a wet hand caress my cheek....