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Curious About A Male Co-worker

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After a co-worker showered in my hotel room, I fantasized about him while I jerked off, and continue to do so to this day.


I once worked at a place where I sometimes would get together with a mixed group of co-workers for a drink or two after work.  On one occasion, it started out with about 10 of us, but as the hour grew later, people made their excuses to go home to family, etc.  Throughout the night there was casual joking and flirting, nothing serious.  Somehow a line of joking starting about one guy in particular being well-hung (not using explicit terms, but the implication was clear).  I don’t know how or why we went down this road.  He was a fairly good looking, fit guy; not muscular but thick, who was about 15 years younger than me. Anyway, as the group dwindled there were only three of us left.  An attractive woman, the guy who supposedly had a big dick, and me.  We were all pretty tired, but not unable to drive.  There was a certain amount of inertia since no one wanted to get up and drive.  The guy jokingly said that since none of us seemed to want to leave, we should just get a room!  We all laughed, but soon got up and hit the road in our own separate directions. Fast forward a few months.  There was a need for a group of us from my office, including the guy from above, to take an overnight flight overseas for a week long trade show.  We arrived early in the morning but some of our rooms were not ready, his being one of them.  He was told his room would not be ready for a few hours, so he asked if he could come to my room to shower and change before he went out.  I said that would not be a problem. Everything was fine until he stripped down to his underwear before going into the bathroom to shower.  I was trying to wind down from the flight, so also had removed my clothes and was in a t-shirt and briefs.  It was at that point that I remembered the jokes about him having a large cock.  I thought about making some excuse to go into the bathroom since the oversized shower stall was all glass and maybe I could take a peek and see for myself. He was in the shower for a while and I started to imagine that he might actually be in there jerking off.  Finally, he came out with just a towel wrapped around his waist to get his change of clothes.  While he was busy getting his clothes and standing there in just the towel, I stole a few glances to see if there was a bulge or the outline of his cock showing through the towel (there was not).  The curious fantasy-me wanted to ask him to open the towel so that I could see if the jokes/comments about him having a big cock were true, but of course the chickenshit reality-me didn't do it. I was sitting at the desk in the room pretending to read e-mail on my laptop, but was actually sitting there to hide the unexpected and potentially embarrassing effect that these thoughts were having on my own cock, which was stiff in my underwear.  After getting his clothes, he returned to the bathroom to dress and then left the room to go about his business. Since I already was aroused and had a hard-on, as soon as he was out the door, I stood up, took off my underwear to free my cock and began to jerk off.  I had planned to masturbate anyway, to help wind down from the long flight, if he had never come to my room, however, instead of going on-line to look at pics of naked women I now I found myself fantasizing about his seeing his cock. I fantasized about him happily dropping the towel, when I asked, revealing his flaccid penis and then watching him slowly stroke it until his manhood was in its full glory.  I also thought about him standing naked in the shower with a full erection, jacking off.  It was a rush jerking off while fantasizing about this man who had, moments before, been standing almost naked a few feet away from where I stood.  Finally, imagining what it would be like to see cum squirting from his cock, I blasted my own hot semen into my hand. A few more times that week (his room was ready as promised, so I had my room to myself), I ended up indulging in similar fantasies while masturbating (and some involving interaction between us).  Each time as I got more aroused and started to approach the point of no return, I just imagined that he was cumming, and that was enough to cause me to shoot my own load!  At the time I was somewhat surprised that I was getting off just thinking about this man and his cock, but instead of trying to suppress the thoughts I just let myself enjoy them. I am not attracted to men, but do have many fantasies about men in a vague disconnected kind of way; however, he is the only man who I actually know, that I have fantasized about while jerking off (and still do).  Since we no longer work together, I wonder what might happen if our paths cross again while out drinking and he says, "We should just get a room" …

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