Last summer I was in Chicago for work, so I went to this gym that has a hot tub and a steam room right inside men’s locker room. I wasn’t looking for a hookup, but I was looking forward to a nude soak and relaxation. I was in a town where I knew nobody, so it felt very freeing and I wanted to take advantage of the opportunity.
I walked into the mens locker room and it was quite crowded. Men of all ages. Nobody shying away from baring it all. No towel dances, no awkwardness, just men doing their business in the locker room.
The way locker room was arranged, you had a clear sight of the hot tub to your left from the sinks/shaving area. I went up to wash my hands and glanced down the hall to check out the hot tub. That’s when I saw him.
This beautiful man was standing in the hot tub. Hands on his waist. Looking directly at me. Nude, with the water rising up to just the lowest point of his hips. You could see the beginning of his penis. He was muscular and had a dad bod. Handsome face. The view is imprinted in my mind. I did not want to take my eyes off him, but I also didn’t want to come across rude so I went to find a locker and strip down.
I took my time stripping down and putting everything in the locker. I like taking it easy and not rushing, just standing there with my cock out, organizing my locker. Let people see if they wanna look. Then I headed to the shower for a quick rinse and a few minutes later I was in the hot tub. Unfortunately the beautiful man was no longer there.
I decided to check out the steam room, which was right next to the tub. I could barely see through the steam when I walked in, but I could see there was one man sitting towards the back, with his towel wide open. Not to be a weirdo, I sat a little away from this mystery man, and following his suit I opened my towel. It felt heavenly, relaxing in the steamroom fully nude, in silence, sharing this quiet moment with a complete stranger.
As the steam was settling down in between cycles, I was getting a better view of the mystery man. I could see his muscular body, then a bit more of his juicy hung cock, and finally his beautiful face - it was him. My heart started racing and my cock started getting harder. I saw him glancing towards me. I sat forward to conceal my throbbing hard on, but it was too late, he had noticed.
He kept looking towards me, I tried to avoid eye contact but I couldn’t resist looking towards him. I noticed his cock was getting harder too. So juicy, so thick, and getting bigger. I glanced towards him and noticed that he was still looking at me. I decided to sit back and relax and let my cock loose. He was giving me a full view of his hard-on, it was only appropriate for me to return the favor.
A few seconds later be started slowly stroking his cock, I could see he wanted me to do the same. I took my hand and started slowly stroking myself. We were in rhythm. Even though we sat away from each other, it felt like we were all over each other. I kept staring at his eyes and at his cock. He signaled me to come over.
That’s all I needed. I left my towel behind and walked over to him. Fully nude. Fully erect. Fully exposed. I got down on my knees and put his juicy cock in my mouth. I licked his balls. I tasted every bit of his groin. He finished in my mouth. I swallowed.
He then got up and left, in silence. But not without a kiss.
I jerked myself off alone in the steam room. I shot a huge load of cum all over my towel.
I still think about him to this day. Looking at him in the hot tub. Water up to his hips. Looking at me, looking at him. His body. His face. His cock. Still gets me hard.