I just had a fantasy fulfilled and I just have to talk about it!
I graduated recently from the university in the town where I live. I still try to work out from time to time at the rec center. It is known for its gay cruising, and is also good for just looking at fine male specimens.
I have noticed one guy in the locker room from time to time and generally try to briefly check him out when I see him around. Nothing especially obvious, just a quick trip to the drinking fountain when he is changing, things like that. He is quite good looking and extremely well built - but not someone that set off my gaydar. In fact, he appeared to be one who would be likely to beat the crap out of you if he thought you might be the least bit interested in him or were looking some place that you shouldn't be.
This guy is about six foot tall, about 195 pounds. He clearly worked out frequently - his muscles just bulge in all the right places! He has light brown hair and isn't real hairy. From the times I'd seen him naked,he didn't look really large in the crotch, but was definitely well proportioned.
From the times I've seen him around, he seems to be very popular and talks to alot of people. He also seems to have worked at the rec center at one time, based on the people he knows. I'm also not sure, but I think he may be in ROTC.
The indoor pool has a large window in a hallway at one end of the pool. It is good for checking out the scenery - both swimmers and guards. Today, I was walking out of the pool locker room and down this hallway and I noticed he was talking with some of the guards. I just kept walking and exited the hallway, not thinking much about him. He virtually ran into me at the end of the hallway when he left the pool.
I just kept walking, not knowing just what the situation was. He seemed to be following me, which was odd. I really began to get nervous as we passed several doors and a stairwell without him moving away from me. My thoughts began to be of him finally deciding I had looked the wrong way at him one too many times and that he was going to beat the shit out of me.
When we reached the end of the hall, I turned the corner and stopped at the drinking fountain to get a drink and let him pass me. He proceeded into the restroom next to the drinking fountain. Damn! I was going to duck into the restroom to try to avoid him! I kept walking on down the hall and moved to another part of the building for a few minutes.
The restroom he had ducked into is also a cruising spot. After a suitable period of time to let him do his business, I returned to check out the crowd. When I walked in, I nearly choked as he was standing at the urinals. There wasn't anyone else in the restroom, so I headed to the farthest stall, hoping to stay away from him in case he was looking to beat the shit out of someone.
After about three minutes and he was still standing at the urinal, I began to get curious and began to stroke myself. This was rather difficult since I was still in full fight or flight mode! In another minute or so, I heard him zip up and pick up his pack and coat. Whew! I had lucked out.
Wait! He's not moving towards the door, but towards the sinks, directly across from the stalls. Shit! He has taken a seat in the stall next to me!
I was really nervous again! I tried very carefully to peek partially under the stall at his foot to see what was happening. I really didn't see anything. I kept stroking myself, but still wasn't very hard due to the tension of the situation.
The next thing I knew, he had shifted his weight and was looking under the stall wall, watching me jack myself. He sat back up. I quickly gained my composure and looked under the stall wall myself and saw the hunky dude I had admired from a distance for so long jacking himself off.
I was partially in shock at this site! I never expected anything like this to ever happen. I sat back up and really went to town on my cock. Soon I saw his hand back under the stall wall, he was making a jacking motion. He wanted to jack me off!
I knelt down on the floor and started to slide my legs under, and he reached out and took ahold of my cock and helped me get under. His hand felt amazing (he probably wasn't any better than anyone else but I was so excited that he was doing it and it felt great)! I got close and pulled myself back from under the stall. I wasn't in any hurry to have this stop!
I got down and looked under the stall wall again. He was still jacking off, and looking at me. I licked my lips a couple of times to let him know I was willing to blow him. He knelt down and slid himself under the stall wall. This was the first really good look I'd had of his cock when it was hard. He wasn't especially long, about 6 to 6.5 inches and cut - but the diameter was amazing! A beer can is the best analogy! His cockhead was as wide as the rest of his cock, and leaking a drop of precum.
I promptly put my mouth to his cock and began blowing him as best I could. The position was somewhat awkward and his cock was definately more than a mouthful. But he tasted fine! I also stroked his legs and balls and even slid my fingers back and stroked his ass crack. He seemed to really enjoy this. I kept after his cock, licking it, and trying to swallow as much as I could get into my mouth. This went on for several minutes.
Soon he sat back up and stuck his hand under the stall again. I slid back under the stall wall and he began jacking me some more. I guess he must have gotten close from my blowjob and wanted to prolong the preasure too!
But I wanted to get at his cock again. I stood up, pulled my pants up, and exited my stall. I looked at him through the crack in the stall door and watched him stroke himself for several minutes. I was hoping he'd open his door so I could finish what I started, but he didn't. Soon I decided that I'd go to the urinals since that is where I first saw him when I came in. He caught on and came to the urinals also. He pulled his cock out and really began stroking himself rapidly.
I knelt down in front of him, held his fly open with one hand and kept the other on his hot ass and started sucking on his hot cock again. This time I was able to do a much better job of servicing his huge member. I kept sucking and stroking his ass.
Soon his breathing got shorter and he started wiggling some. Soon I heard, "I'm gonna shoot! I'm gonna shoot!!" I wasn't about to pull my mouth off his cock - I just had to taste his cum and see if it was as good tasting as his cock was. And it was.
Just as he began shooting, someone walked in. We pulled away from each other and turned back to the urinals - trying to keep the person who came in from knowing what we were doing. That person walked to a stall and sat down.
When it was safe to look at his crotch again, his hand was covered with cum. He carefully fastened his pants and went to the sink to wash up. When he was done washing, I moved towards him, put my hand on his still bulging crotch and rubbed him gently and kissed him on the neck and told him I'd help him out like that anytime he wanted. He smiled, thanked me and walked out.
Since this was at the end of the spring semester, I haven't seen him all summer. I'm hoping he'll be back in the fall and want some more "assistance." If not, it was fun while it lasted and fufilled a fantasy for me!
Let me know what you think! E-mail me at ffigher34@hotmail.com