Surprise Shower Experience While Back Packing

Thank you for all the wonderful stories and experiences on ST- this website has been an inspiration. Here is one story from my past recounting an experience I had while inter-railing around Europe in 1987 as a horny teenage back packer. When I was 18, I decided I wanted to see some of the world before continuing my formal education. The first trip on my itinerary was ?to do? Europe. Due to very limited funds, I decided to buy an unlimited four week rail ticket and to stay at a mixture of campsites and youth hostels. To my pleasant surprise this trip would not only improve my cultural understanding but open my eyes in many other ways. In the first week I found myself staying at a campsite in Czechoslovakia (as it was then). The site was recommended for its ok amenities and cheap pitch prices. I arrived at 9:00pm at night, hot, sweaty and tired, covered in dust after a lengthy walk from the train station. I promised myself a shower as soon as I pitched my tent. The shower block was a standard affair with the girls and boys doors clearly marked in a corridor. I entered the boys changing room and found it empty. Some benches ran around a small tiled room with the showers off to the left. About 10 shower heads were all just lined up along the wall, similar to the ones I had used after sports at school. So I stripped and entered the showering area and tested the water. It was hot and felt good after my day. Then I heard a couple of girls talking and it sounded as if they were close. To my surprise two naked teenagers walked into the shower area from the other side and switched on showers at their end still chatting, I think in German. My first thought was I had entered the girl's showers and any minute now they would see me and scream. However, they simply continued to shower and almost ignored me. Then one caught my eye and she simply smiled. Thinking it through I realized the girls and boys changing areas were either side of the same shower block! I could not believe the setup of these showers! My cock was rapidly growing as I soaped up. The girls gave me occasional glances and carried on chatting with interspersed giggles. They finished first and left to the girls changing room. Alone again, I couldn't help but have a few strokes on my now hard cock. Eventually I too left the shower and wrapped in a towel returned to my tent and bed. After 30 minutes I was unable to sleep being so turned on by my shower experience. So I decided to take a short walk in the night with a torch outside. I came across the tent of three American girls who were chatting and laughing to each other. They had a light on in the tent and I could see their outlines. Watching and listening to them from the shadows made me suddenly very horny and I quietly pulled my cock out to masturbate. They were talking about boys and even mentioned the showers at the campsite. One of them was saying she saw another camper wanking in the shower this evening. This caused the others to scream with laughter and shout ehwwww. But the first girl said he was quite buff, and this caused another round of laughter. Then one said she would shower tomorrow but would get up early to avoid anyone. Her friends said she needs to loosen up and not be such a prude. Hearing their sweet voices and being so close to them was too much and I could not hold back anymore. I spurted repeatedly into the dirt by their tent and then I decided to quickly get back to my tent before someone saw me. I woke up with the light at 5:00 in the morning still thinking of what I had overheard last night and decided it may be a good time to take another shower. As I entered the boys changing room there was again no one present but I could hear two showers running and two American accents. I stripped; fluffed myself and confidently walked around the corner to be greeted by the sight of two naked American girls. I guess "Prude" had chickened out again since it was her two friends. They watched me enter. I gave them my best smile while walking up to a shower unit just two away from theirs. One girl had mousy blond hair the other dark hair; both were petite and stood around 5ft 2in in their bare feet. I could not help but look at their bodies. The hot water made their skin glisten and each time they bent over to soap up I admired their smooth curves. Although my mind was running overtime I remember distinctly noticing both had trimmed bushes, which was unusual in my experience to that date. I also noticed that they both could not take their eyes off my body and I even caught them glancing at my now growing cock. I was simply amazed and very glad, that they did not leave screaming. Instead they continued to shower; the brunette doing her hair providing a beautiful view of her pert breasts and the blonde soaping her legs. I too soaped up but focused on my midriff area. My cock was hard in my hand as I pretended to soap it by stroking from the base to the tip and back a few times. I could not believe I was doing this, but after a few more moments my lust just took over and I broke into a constant slow jerking rhythm. At this point, the brunette finished showering and made with a fast pace to the changing area but the blonde, who was closest to me, continued to wash and watch me. Then the brunette returned, wrapped in a towel and standing at the shower entrance. She had her arms folded and stood on one bent leg leaning against the wall. With no pretense she simply stared at me with an intense look and an expression of concentration. My cock was now pointing skywards and I slowly pulled my foreskin back and forth over my glistening purple head. I had not been this hard in many months and I was not going to last long. With my other hand I playfully massaged my testicles. Feeling my orgasm beginning to build, I squeezed them harder intensifying the surge. When I finally orgasmed my legs buckled and cum hit the tiled shower floor with a number of audible splats. As I recovered I watched it slowly wash away down the plug hole. Suddenly remembering my audience I looked up to see the brunette girl in the towel give a cute little clap, turn on her heals and leave. The blonde also finished her shower, gave me a wicked smile and a wink, and then walked back to the changing room. The lasting image of her beautiful rosy ass cheeks as she walked naked into the changing rooms still gets me hard 28 years later. I also left the shower and while changing I could hear their excited chatter and giggles. So I guess I had not traumatized them too much. However, in the post orgasm afterglow, I did worry that I had taken this too far and decided to pack up and leave the campsite quickly. In hindsight, maybe I should have spoken to the girls and hung out more since they seemed very cool. I had some more intimate solo and mutual true adventures while inter-railing let me know if you want to read more and I will post some.