The Downtown Y

For several years, I was assigned to work in our downtown office. It was just a few blocks from the Downtown YMCA, so I decided to join. I would avoid traffic by arriving early to workout at the Y before walking to the office. Many days I would also take my lunch break for another workout, or just to walk or jog if I needed a break.

I'd only visited suburban Y's before, so the larger Y was intimidating at first. Eventually I developed a routine of going first to the locker room, securing my gear in a locker, then heading to another floor to exercise.

After each workout in the suburbs, I'd had a semi private area to shower and change, and everyone wore towels when walking through to the showers. But downtown, everything was open, and people carried their towels. There was an impressive variety of dicks around. The first week or so, I stayed in suburban mode, with a towel anywhere I went.

But eventually, I got over my shyness. I found my confidence grow as I walked from the lockers to the showers, then to shave at the sinks, before heading back to get dressed. It was great to be comfortable nude. And it was great to be able to admire all the colors and varieties of dicks seemingly everywhere.

The last hurdle to overcome was getting in the hot tub. In the suburbs, the hot tubs were co-ed and public, so bathing suits were required. But downtown, it was adjacent to the showers.

The first time I walked by an empty hot tub, after embracing the joy of semi-public nudity, I decided to delay getting ready a few more minutes. I left my towel on a wall peg, and stepped down the stairs into the water. As I adjusted to the heat, I felt my erection stiffen. Thankfully the jets provided a small amount of privacy bubbles, but, I was proud of my erection so it probably wouldn't have mattered. Then people started walking by to or from the shower. Instinctively, I covered myself with my hand, and felt the slick precum. Once traffic thinned again, I just left my hand in place. Then started to slowly pump my dick. It didn't take long before the precum was replaced by several spurts of the original blend. I laid back into the bench and let the water clean my hand, tip, and shaft.

I waved at the two guys entering the hot tub. "Does this thing feel good today?"

"Most definitely. Nothing like it after a hard workout."

Once completely deflated, I exited the pool, smiling as I wondered how many others would sit in or add to my contribution that morning. Reluctantly, I got dressed, and then headed to the office. I would definitely be back for lunch.