



I seem to be getting smiles and nods from the guys we pass but the stink eye from their wives and girlfriends.
I’m playing with my dick. Come to think of it, I play with my dick on Wednesday, Thursday, Friday…
It would be nice if instead just lazing around like this, I had a buddy to liven things up.
This thing demands daily attention, often multiple times a day. I really need a buddy, or two, or three to help out.
But with each passing day my cock acts like I’m 14 years old.
I have been lusting over a guy at my local gym. Middle aged, short; big, firm, round, smooth belly…😍 I’ve been unsuccessfully cruising him in the locker room. My dream is one night instead of quickly changing clothes and leaving, he strips down, wraps a towel around his waist and follows me to the showers. I leave the curtain pulled back and watch him walk to the shower area. The tent in his towel is small, but very noticeable. As we shower, I keep casting glances his way (his curtain is partially closed, giving me just brief glimpses of him) and try to engage in small talk. Finally, frustrated with my lack of progress, I say “I forgot to bring a wash cloth. Would you mind scrubbing my back?” He agrees but before he comes over to me wraps the towel around his waist. The tent is still obvious. I step a little further into the shower stall and turn my back to him. Now he has to remove the towel or it will get wet. 😈 As he starts to soap up my back, I edge closer to him and my ass brushes up against his dick. He pulls back, but not before I feel just how hard he has gotten. I’m afraid he’s gonna leave, but he continues to lather up my back, sometimes with both hands, sometimes just one hand. Wonder what the other hand is doing. 😉 The make or break moment… I bend over to wash my feet and in the process thrust my ass firmly onto his pelvis. Instead of just grinding against me like I expect, he quickly thrusts inside me and pulling my hips towards him begins thrusting like a feral animal. In less than two minutes I feel his little dick jump and throb inside me as he grunts and gives three final hard thrusts. He quickly disengages and leaves the shower room to dress. I finish myself off by poking a finger in my now cum slicked pucker and furiously stroke my cock. I hope to catch him in the locker room before he leaves to give him my phone number but he’s already gone. I go home and spend the rest of the night fingering my hole and jacking off, reliving the experience.
So far, the best I’ve been to accomplish is playing with the little toy in the shower and fantasizing. So, what does it take to get one of you guys to take the bait?
Gym class was a double edged sword for me. On the one hand; pull ups, rope climb, dodge ball… 😢 But afterwards… the locker room and showers. 😍 All those naked boys trying so hard not to get caught looking at one another. Boys desperately trying to avoid getting or hiding a stiffening dick. And some of them not hiding anything. 😈