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Shower Stroke

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I was staying at the YMCA in New York, the one on 7th avenue. It was 7 in the morning, I made for showers. This being New Yawk, da shower curtains were all torn, so dat you couldn't hide from da guy in da next shower. And he couldn't hide from you either. When I entered the shower room, somebody was already there. The room was steamy, with a smell of sweet soap mixed with harsh male sweat. I took my clothes off and chose a shower separated from the other guy by an empty shower (there were four showers). He was a small guy with a limp body. I saw him looking at me through the devastated curtain and I looked back. Soon we were rubbing our dicks and even sooner rubbing each other's. Was it the noise of the water splashing against the floor tiles or was it our being extremely busy with each other, generously soaping each other's cocks, squeezing and pumping them ? Anyway, we did not hear the door open and this guy come in. When we saw him, it was too late, he had seen us ... We separated and I returned to my shower. The guy undressed and took the shower between me and the wall. As he turned the water on I noticed he was blushing. Once his water temperature set, he turned around to face the wall so as not to be watched. He was a tall guy 6'3", in his 20s, not muscular but with a nice body shape. No hair on the chest, legs or arms; no hair on the cheeks either. My hardon had gone when he had surprised us, but now, catching sight of his balls bet- ween his legs invigorated Mr Happy. But he was turning his back to me to clearly indicate that he was not interested. The other guy was looking at me, to continue, but somewhere else, probably in his room. I liked this new guy better so I turned towards his back and started to beat my meat. He was now shampoo- ing his hair, swinging his body under the warm water. He did not realize that as he was thus staggering, he was turning towards me... Finally I saw his dick: it had a purple head, a solid-looking shaft which was also light purple and - was this my imagination - seemed a little bit erect. By now I was bone-hard, about to come and in that state I never quite control what I am gonna do next. Afire with the desire to touch, I spread my arm. He couldn't see me since the shampoo had forced him to close his eyes for several minutes now. Just as my hand was drawing close to his meat, he opened his eyes. I reached out grabbed his cock. For a milli- second I felt the soft and firm dick flesh. He stepped back, re- treating to, the corner of the shower. This even more stimulated me, I had to pinch my dickhead hard otherwise I'd have come. Not now... too soon. A few drops of cum dribbled out and fell on my feet. Boy, was I high ! I'd gone too far, it was too late. There was no going back! You can call the police. I walked into his shower and tried to grab his dick again. He still resisted protecting his manhood with his hands. I pushed them away and locked my right hand on his slippery cock (fucking shampoo). I could only hold for a few seconds, then I let go of his cock. I noticed his dick was a tad bigger. Maybe he wasn't gay but he was gonna get it anyway. The other guy had watched the whole scene in bewilderment. May- be he was going to be of some use after all. I signaled him to come over and soon there were the two of us trying to catch Mr Shy Straight. We did a pretty good of cornering him and maintain him in that corner. I was now masturbating him and the swelling was more and more important. My "coworker" had gotten down on him and I was now jacking off the big guy in the small guy's mouth. Big guy who still resisted. From the more and more frequent throbs of his prick, I knew he was going to shoot soon. I did not want him to shoot in the small guy's mouth. I wanted to pump him dry. I got the small guy to stand up and told to hold our prisoner's hands so he could not use them. Then I ou soaped up his tool and waxed the dolphin real fast. It was not a minute before he came - but I did not stop. I went on masturbating him for two more minutes, even though he was begin me to stop (the first time he talked) and was trying to escape. It was unbearable to him. I heard the door open this time. I let go of his prick and stepped back to my shower. So did the small guy. It was the YMCA security. The guard came inside, eyeing us through the torn curtain. The small guy and I were facing the wall so he could not see our raging hardons. As for the big guy, he was still leaning against the corner, legs apart, dick half-erect and panting. "You OK ?" the guard said, "Y-yeah, th'water's too hot, m-makes me dizzy." The guard left a I and the small guy shot our load against the shower wall.

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