Two days into my new gym membership, I met a guy who was handsome as hell -- about 6'3", hairy and muscular. He was also 7 years younger than me.
Despite the age difference, for whatever reason we became gym-buds -- chatting about work, his family (married with three kids), my career as an artist/writer and being a single Dad. I guess you could say we "clicked" in a nice, friendly way that you don't have do with guys as you get older and busy with your life and career, etc.
For whatever reason we always seemed to miss hitting the showers together. But then one evening, I finished my cardio and headed to the locker room...stripped, showered, hit the sauna, then came back out to shower again. I was in there lathering up and pumping my pecker (just for fun) when the curtain slid open a bit. It was my bud. He asked, "Got some shampoo in there?" I said yeah -- and before I could hand it to him, he opened the curtain more and stepped in. I looked up to him and he smiled...then kissed me long and deep as the water came down on us. My cock got hard instantly and we started grinding our bodies against each other...and that's when I felt something on my thigh. I looked down and my bud's huge cock was pressing against me. It must have been 7 inches semi-hard and a good six inches around.
He reached down and starting soaping my balls and back as we kissed and hugged and jacked our cocks against each other's bodies.
After he was soaked, he turned around asked me to wash his back. I did...and then went lower...soaping his manly hole and then pulling his big cock and balls between his legs. I could tell this guy was hungry and so when he turned around and we kissed some more, I pushed his head down. He started giving me head like he hadn't eaten for a week. By then his cock was hard -- and it must have been 8.5 - 9 inches hard and as a thick as his wrist.
We did everything in that shower except fuck -- even though we did tease each other's ass quite a bit and it was tempting not to go for it.
We played in the shower like that for a good 20 minutes or more, kissing, play fucking, him sucking my cock and rimming my hole, us eating each other's pits, me soaping his big muscular chest, pits, cock... and finally I couldn't take it anymore and let him know I needed to blow a load.
As if on cue, he squirted a massive load on my stomach... an unbelievable amount of goo. Before the water could wash it away, he took some on his finger and ate it as we looked each other in the eyes. He then kissed me a fed me some of it...something I had never done.
I needed to cum and so I turned him around and spread his muscular ass...and started jacking my cock. Soon, he reached behind and massaged my balls. I quickly came -- squirting on his ass, right in the crack. As I came, I collapsed up against him and we stayed like that -- hugging, water pouring down on us, breathing heavily -- for several minutes.
We then kind of woke up, and he slid out of the shower, grabbed his towel and started drying off in front my stall. I soon joined him. Several of the "hot guys" were looking at us -- or, looking at me, as if to say, "How the fuck did you land that?"
About once a week he'd have a need to play and just pop into my shower -- didn't give a shit if anyone saw him or not. I taught him how to suck cock better and how to properly rim a guy..and how to take care of my low hanging balls, which he loved. He was all guy, but he liked the fact that I wasn't intimidated by his size, his cock or his looks. Hell, he loved it.
Eventually we had coffee together and learned more about each other. And even managed a very hot fuck session one lunch time. He had never bottomed, but he was a natural. His large cock taught me a few things, too. During the coffee and after sex talk, I learned he lived outside the city, had three kids, and was, from what I could gather, a father and husband of the year type guy in his small town. He said he'd been hoping I was bi from the first day we met...and that it took all his nerve to get into the shower with me. I told him I was damn glad he took the initiative.
This went on for over a year, until I had to move. It was a great friendship/fuck-bud situation to say the least.