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Gym Showers Fun

Posted by: SoloTouchArchive Author: admin Posted on: 16 Nov 2003 1 comments
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by Hairy Aussie 32 I�m a fit 32 year old Aussie bloke that loves to swim at my local gym. There�s just something about the feeling of being almost naked in your speedos surrounded by other guys in the same state in a public place. Of course, there�s always a lot of cruising going on regardless of time and day and especially on weekends when there are no kids around. One weekend in particular I arrived and found the change rooms quite busy with several showers on. The way the showers are set up you can see two of the 6 showerheads from the change area but otherwise it�s relatively secluded (all the better for cruising). I could see one slightly hairy averagely built guy in his late 30s and another younger guy and their attention seemed to be focused on someone out of my sight, but whoever he was, the hairy guy was very interested, his cut cock hanging much plumper than if it was soft. Filled with anticipation I slipped out of my training gear to reveal my muscled bod and soft uncut cock. I was quick to slip into my speedos for fear that I would get hard sensing what I was about to find in the shower. After I had put my clothes away, I stepped into the showers as the two guys I had seen stepped out. There was one guy left. In the corner (the hidden one) was this hairy, hunky adonis, about 35, blonde hair on his head, brown on his chest, ripped abs and nice arse, with some hair making a trail up his lower back. That was all I could see as I stepped in and he wasn�t aware I was there. Making a quick decision, I chose the shower next to him and turned it on. I was being careful not to be obvious and still couldn�t see his dick, but based on where his hands were, he was wanking or at least, he HAD been which was what the other guys had been so transfixed by. I started to shower and act nonchalant whilst watching this guy out of the corner of my eye. He checked me out and must have liked what he�d seen as he turned toward me slightly to reveal a half hard uncut cock. Of course seeing he was also uncut, combined with this guy's hard and hairy body, had me rising in my speedos. Of course, I hadn�t even been for my swim yet and was a little conscious of the attention the showers were still receiving from the 4 guys �getting changed� so I headed for the pool. After a few laps I realised that I wasn�t going to be able to get this guy out of my mind and decided I had to have a second look. I am also a copious precummer � it starts as soon as I get hard � and I could feel the �gooey� patch inside my speedos. Inside the changeroom the showers were off and the place was empty. When I got to the showers, I saw the guy, he was towelling off. I guessed he�d maybe waited for the others to go wondering if I might return (well, at least I hoped it was for that reason). I will say at this point that while I have gotten hard in front of other guys in the showers before (as they have with me), I have always been too paranoid to take it any further for fear of being caught. This time, I was being led by my cock. I walked past this hunk toward the urinals where I got out my semi hard cock and tried to piss. A big glob of precum came out first and then a little trickle of piss. Then the hairy hunk appeared beside me. There were 6 urinals, he chose the one right next to me. He was buck naked (obviously not worried about showing off his bod he�d worked so hard on) and held his cock out to let out a tiny bit of piss. He then moved his foreskin back a little and then forward again in a slow wank and this naturally started to get me hard. The smell of piss, chlorine and the proximity of this hot man had me so turned on, I slipped my cock back in and headed for the showers, nervously hoping he�d follow, despite the fact he was dry! He did. Standing next to each other and under the hot jets of water the sexual power was incredible. He turned slightly toward me and ran his hands over his hairy chest, down to his hard belly, one down his furry leg and another under his balls. I was amazed how brazen he was being which made me more nervous but I was loving the show. He started to get hard. I was rock hard of course, but decided I would take off my speedos anyway. My 7 inch cock jumped out at right angles with the foreskin half way back. His eyes were glued to it instantly. We then �washed� our bodies and wanked while watching each other occasionally catching each other�s eye. He had a great looking face with a masculine goatee I longed to lick and kiss. He stepped beside me to get some soap from the dispenser and let his cock rest on my leg as he did. Sneaking a look to make sure the coast was clear he ran his soapy hands up the inside of my legs from behind and into my crack. I was shocked but ready to do anything to him. I turned and grabbed his cock. He did the same and we started an urgent wank. He stepped a little back toward his shower jet, but kept wanking me and watching the entry way. I watched the water pour down his torso and the clinging fur on his body, the veins in his big arms as he wanked me. I was starting to get close and he was too. He stepped closer, took one more look outside and then kissed me hard on the mouth. We both shot our loads, copious amounts of cum on each other�s hairy bellies and cocks. As I started to soften he stepped back and the prickly, hard chafe of his goatee was gone. He smiled. Instantly I got the post-cum guilts, washed up and got out, thankful no one had caught us. He dressed more slowly than me and we left separately, not before I took one last look at that amazing furry body. Stupidly, we never spoke or exchanged numbers, but I look out for him on Saturday afternoons every now and again and wank over the memory often.