I have previously posted some bad experiences I have had in the gym locker room. Depending on my mood at the time and the offense, I have reacted differently to each incidence. This time I went with a complete different game. There is this guy who somewhat resembles the Pillsbury Doughboy. Obese, pasty white skin and runs around the locker room in his sloppy not so tighty-whities. Did I mention his orange burnt-out bleached hair? It has that 80s Sun-In appearance. Over the last couple of months, he seems to have adjusted his schedule to mine. The first couple of times he showed up, I was just leaving the locker room. Next, he was sitting on a bench waiting for me to get out of the shower. Now, he arrives very close to when I get there and returns to the locker room exactly when I do. He keeps his distance but constantly stares. He sits on his bench while I strip for the shower and then sits outside the shower waiting for me to come out. Sometimes he hits the steam rm. right beside the shower and waits for me to pass by. He then returns to the bench by his locker and watches while I dress. I was really disturbed by this guy last night when I arrived and found him basically waiting for me. He usually waits for me to pick a locker and then finds one for himself where he can get a good view. Last night I dropped my bag right inside the locker rm. door and headed for a urinal. He had to pick a locker on his own. After pissing, I picked up my bag and went straight to the locker right beside him. He was freaked out. He hadnt started to change yet; I think that he was waiting to see where I would go. Anyways, I started to change my clothes and put on quite a show for him. I rubbed my chest as I took my shirt off and adjusted my package as I took my pants off. I made sure that I was partially fluffed and then dropped my boxers. I was hanging rather nicely at the time. I turned and brushed my bare ass against his shoulder while I pulled up my shorts. He didnt know what to do. I finished getting dressed and left. He didnt come out for about another 15 minutes. Im guessing that went to a stall and rubbed one out. Or else he was too hard and embarrassed to drop his pants. It seems to have temporarily worked - he didnt follow me back into the locker rm. when I went to shower. I will have to wait and see what happens next.