It had been a year or so since I had last seen the older man I had hooked up with in
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I was still being quite open with my nudity in the hope that I would get lucky again.
There were two strong possibilities who regularly used the changing rooms when I did. One was a guy a little older than me. He was a little taller than me with a large build. He would wander around naked, getting things from his locker, going to the sink to wash his face etc. This was uncommon for the changing rooms as most guys would get their clothes on asap. He was quite hairy all over, with a belly that hung down over his cock and balls, but not so much that it obscured a nice meaty cock and balls. I will call this man J.
My second option I would probably describe as non-binary. They would sometimes dress in male clothing, sometimes female, sometimes a mixture of both. Generally, not what I was interested in, but when they were in the changing room, they spent most of their time in their underwear, and their underwear was always something exciting. Skimpy briefs, thongs, jockstraps etc., all showing of a nice little package and a cute, smooth, firm, arse. I will call this person K.
I hoped to have some fun so, when I saw either of them, I tried to make it obvious. I spent as long as possible naked when they were around, not making much of an effort to hide when I was aroused. I would make small talk with them, chatting about the weather, their journey in, just holding a small towel in front of me, not doing much to obscure my sometimes semi, often fully, erect cock.
J was first to react. One day we were alone in the changing room. I had been for a shower and was drying myself by a bench in a section of the room made narrow by lockers either side. I hadn't noticed him approaching me as I was standing with one foot on the bench drying my lower leg. I jumped as I felt a hand softly touch my hip and immediately, without me having a chance to move, a belly rubbing across my lower back and the unmistakable feeling of a cock bumping across the top of my arse.
I let out an involuntary yelp I was so surprised, and blurred out a sorry, looking up as he strode forward, but he spun round, looking back and saying 'no worries', gave me a wink, and headed into the showers. I noticed as he turned that his cock seemed to be a bit more horizontal than normal.. I was fully erect and shaking with excitement.
I continued drying as I heard the water from the shower but could see that the door was not closed. I decided to wander past to have a sneaky peek. As I went past I glanced in and saw he was facing to the side and very focussed on soaping his cock. I slowed down and he looked up and, making eye contact, nodded his head inviting me in.
I didn't need any more of an invitation. I was straight in, closing the door behind me, and over to him. I pressed myself against him, taking his hard, soapy cock in my hand, as I stretched up to lock my lips against his. His tongue probed my mouth and his hands were all over me, grasping at my ass as I slowly wanked his nice, thick cock. We let the water wash over us and I dropped to my knees in front of him, staring at his hard cock as the water dripped off it. He stepped forward, I opened my lips and took him into my mouth. I slowly moved my head back and forth, locking my lips around him. He had his hands on my head and I could feel him start to move his hips, thrusting into me, slowly at first, but then quickening, faster and faster until he was fucking my mouth.
This carried on for a short while until he suddenly grunted, held my held firmly, and I felt his cum spurt into my throat. It kept coming and coming. So much that it spluttered out of my mouth and down my chin as he held himself in me until he was done. Then he just pulled out of me, quickly washed his cock and left the cubicle. I was left on the ground trying to catch my breath.
TBC..... |
