He then took a step back, pulled back up his white briefs and walked out of the room as if nothing had happened. I felt a little disappointed by the way things ended, but I also enjoyed the feeling of being viewed as just a hole to fuck and unload his cum in. I had no idea if the other guys in the locker room knew what kind of things we had done in there, but I felt ashamed and very turned on by the idea of them knowing at the same time.
I looked at myself in the mirror that was hanging on the wall that had previously been behind me. My lips were red and swollen, and my eyes were filled with tears and the enjoyment I had felt while sucking his pretty dick. That’s when I saw movement in the mirror and realized the other guys in the locker room did hear us because they were now staring at me still on the floor and rubbing their dicks. Remembering I still had Jacob’s cum on my face which I am sure it was clearly obvious to those still watching me.
I frantically tried to hide my face, wrap my towel around my waist and tried closing the stall door at the same time, which I am sure looked comical. After I got myself together, I opened the door and walked out into the locker room to some smiles, smirks and a few frowning faces. I tried acting like I didn’t give a fuck, just as Jacob had done but I failed miserably so I quickly grabbed my stuff, changed and got out of there as fast as I could.
When I walked out into the gym most people working out near the locker room doors looked up at me. Oh my god, do they know I’m a cocksucker? I put my head down and practically ran to the exit. As I passed by the front desk, I thought I heard a faint hey but wasn’t sure.
“Hey Aiden,” he said as I looked up to see it was Jacob in his work uniform looking official behind the desk.
I stood there staring at him like an idiot for who knows how long wondering how does he know my name? What does that mean? He was never at the desk when I checked in. Could he possibly be into me as well?
As I returned to reality, I saw Jacob wiping his chin. If he didn’t think I was an oddball before, he does now as I stood there staring at him again. Suddenly it hit me, and my eyes went wide, and my mouth opened. Please, please, if there is a God, please oh please tell me it’s not what I think. His crooked smile confirmed my fear. Why me, I thought to myself.
I raise my hand to my face and sure enough, FUCK! FUCK! FUCK! I am mortified as I stand here at the entrance of the gym with Jacob’s cum on my cheek and chin. At this point I really do run for the exit and do not stop until I get into my car. WTF, I am never going to the gym again. How can I ever face him again? Did anyone else see Jacob’s cum on my face I wondered. Shit, Fuck, Shit, Damnit! I’m so fucking embarrassed.
When Troy first became a part of Brandt's Boys, he was met with mixed feelings. I personally took a liking to him right away. He did take longer to warm up than I thought he should have. Have any of you changed your mind about him or do you still feel the same way? If you are still not a fan of Troy, what would he need to do in order to win you over?
He put on a pair of white briefs that beautifully showed off
the outline of his girthy cock and put on a skintight white undershirt that
tightly hugged his pecs and arms. He was not only a regular at the university gym,
but he also worked there as well. We seemed to always be there at the same time
- more correctly, I had started showing up on his scheduled days.
He was a bit younger than me, probably in his early twenties.
It was like looking at an angel with dark hair, light colored eyes, ancient
Greek body, an ass I’d eat all day and a nice cock which was larger than my
own. I secretly stared at it as he walked into the communal shower confidently
as it swung from side to side as he walked up to the shower on the adjacent
wall.
In the past when he got a boner while showering, he would
simply just face the wall but made no effort in trying to hide it. I still managed
to get a peek at it sometimes. It was above average in length; perfect girth,
he is cut with a nicely trimmed bush. I imagined his young fit body on top of
me destroying my hole with it, making me cum without even touching my cock. He
was very flirtatious, but I did not know if he was gay, so I never tried to
approach him. Who am I kidding? I would not have tried to approach him even if
I knew 100% that he was gay, as I'm too shy. Besides, even if he is gay, I
doubt I’d be his type. I am in my mid-thirties and have a hairy dad bod, bottom
boy and a below average cock.
As I wake from my daydream, I noticed he was staring at me and smiling. Fuck, I had been staring at him for too long, and who knows how long he had been staring at me. I smiled at him and followed his eyes down to my now rock-hard dick. Fuck daydreaming about him pounding my hole must have given me a boner. Now I am certain I am a bright red because my blushing turned into total embarrassment. I looked away, quickly gathering my things and headed back to the locker room to get dressed and leave.
I heard a deep voice whisper in my ear and a bulge pressing
between my ass cheeks says, "No need to rush and I enjoy it when guys get
hard watching me in the shower."
As he stepped away and walked around me, he said, "Follow
me."
Shit is this really happening right now, I asked myself. After looking around for a second or two, I followed him like he asked. He walked into one of the small dressing rooms for people that want a little more privacy while changing. When I walked in, he had already pulled off his white briefs to reveal his beautiful, semi-erect cock. I locked the door and walked up to him. It felt risky and exciting to be doing such things here because the dressing rooms were only stalls with the bottoms and tops open to the larger space.
