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.
