I’m taking a shower, and this gorgeous man is looking at my dick. He isn’t trying to be subtle, he’s just staring at it, and I can see that his dick is getting bigger and rising upward, pointing at me. It makes me a bit nervous, so I turn around. But this really isn’t helpful for me, because now I feel his eyes on my ass. I can feel his eyes lingering up and down my crack, and I can see him, in my mind, licking his full lips, and giving his fully hard dick a few tugs. Now my dick is growing, but I don’t want to. I don’t want this man to know that he is making me stiff by just looking at me. He’s a good-looking man: my height, six-three. We both have short chocolate brown hair, though mine is much more curlier than his; he looks to be around the same age as me, about twenty-five or so; his body is muscular, with strong pecs, well-developed abs, nice solid legs, and his dick, which looks to be around eight inches is thick, nicely-shaped, and impressive, even though it is a few inches shorter than mine.

I start to lather my naked body with soap. I turn around and see the guy watching me again. He is smiling now, and he has a wonderful set of teeth, and his lips look as though they would feel really good around my dick. Thinking about that makes my cock twitch a little and it starts to grow. I turn around again so that the guy cannot see it. I get some of the liquid soap from the dispenser and rub it over my tight, round ass. I squirt some more soap into my hand and run my fingers through the crack of my ass. Yeah, I am kinda teasing the guy, leading him on a little, even though I know I shouldn’t be. With my middle finger I find my hole, and I slowly drive my finger into my asshole. I groan, but I don’t know if it could be heard over the running of the water.

The warm water feels good running down my back, over the hard curve of my ass, down my muscular hamstrings, to my great-looking calves. I finger myself a little faster now and my moaning becomes a little louder. Once again, I turn around and see that the guy is jacking himself off super hard with one hand, while pinching one of his nipples with the other hand. His eyes are all over my rock hard body, and I allow my eyes to search every inch of his beautiful body. My dick grows and grows, until all eleven inches of it are pointing toward him. I love to see the look of surprise and lust on his face as he sees my massive dick. I put some more soap on my fingers and run it up and down my thick, long shaft slowly. The guy does the same.

As I jack myself off, faster now, I put my other hand in my asscrack, find the hole, and stick the two longest fingers into my butthole, in and out, in and out, rapidly. The guy has his back against the shower wall, his hips jutted forward, hot water running down his pretty chest and abs, over his nice cock. We stare deep into each others’ eyes as we fuck ourselves. I stand on my tip toes and lean my head back, allowing the water to fall all over my face and fill my mouth. I work my hole faster and harder with my fingers, wanking my dick just as hard at the same time. While we’re doing this, I wonder why nobody else has come into the showers, because we definitely weren’t the only two guys in the locker room. But all those thoughts quickly disappear when my nutsack begins to tighten, and I feel the cum start to rise. I jerk off faster and harder. All the muscles in my body tighten at once as my load of cum sprays out of my dick like a fire hydrant, landing all over the wet, white-tiled floor. My body relaxes and I take a couple of deep breaths. When I open my eyes, I see that the guy is about to squirt himself; he busts his nut, and it flies into the air in a perfect arch. His awesome body shudders as the last of cum trickles out of the slit of his dick and gets all over his hand. I smile at him and he smiles back. Quickly, I rinse myself off and shut off the water valve. I nod to the guy and grab my towel, wrapping it around my waist. I walk off in the direction of the lockers. As I’m taking my clothes out, the guy from the shower steps up to the locker besides mine, removes the combination lock, and begins to pull his things out. He is not wearing a towel, and his firm, well-shaped body is dripping with beads of water that form a nice little puddle around his large feet.

“Hey,” he says. His voice is a lot more deeper than I thought it would be. But it fits him.

I wipe myself off with my towel, drying my balls and the crack of my ass. “Hey,” I say back.

The guy extends his hand toward me so that I can shake it. As his hand comes toward me I wonder if his cum is still on his fingers. Regardless, I take his hand and shake it firmly. “I’m Roy,” he says.

“Eric.” I take my hand away, and my fingers are wet and slimy from his touch.

Roy smiles. “Been wantin to talk to you for a while. I see you in here all the time. Guess I was too shy to say somethin.”

I sit down on the bench put on my socks. “Glad you did.”

“You have a really nice body,” Roy tells me. I look up and see that his dick is growing again. My own dick is semi-hard now. “I love lookin at your cock,” he says.

I feel kinda awkward. “Thank-you.” I stand and grab my white briefs underwear, ready to put them on, when Roy adds:

“And your ass. You have the best lookin ass I’ve ever seen. It’s so tight and perfect.” He better be lucky that I’m gay, because if I wasn’t, he would’ve been sprawled out on the floor by now.

“Thanks. You have a nice ass too.” And he did. It was definitely round and looked extremely tight, a real fuckable butt. I put on my underwear quickly.

“You live around here?” Roy asks.

“Couple of blocks away.”

“You doin’ anything tonight?” Roy continues.

I put on my favorite pair of cobalt blue jeans, the ones that really show off my ass. “No. Not really,” I say. I know next Roy will ask me if he could come over so we could fuck. I’m trying to figure out if I want to or not. Roy is really good-looking and I wouldn’t mind slapping skins with him, but I usually don’t fuck guys I really don’t know all that well-or at all. I like to build up a little bit of anticipation with a guy before I get physical with him.

“...So,” Roy says, “Do you wanna do somethin?” He gives me a really good smile, enough to make me almost change my mind.

“No..not tonight,” I say. “Maybe some other time.”

“You sure?” Roy questions. He gives his hard dick a few pulls; the head is pulsating. Again, I’m almost tempted. I pull out a scrap of paper and a pen, and write my name and number on it. I rather give him my number than to take his, partly because I’m bad at remembering to call people, and partly because I’ll know rather or not if he’s serious about wanting to get to know me, or he just wants to fuck. I give the scrap to Roy.

“This is the number to my cell. Call me sometime if you want. Maybe we can get together sometime.” I put on my shirt, grab my duffel bag and head out.

“Cool,” Roy says. “I’ll talk to you later, Eric.” I smile at him and leave.

Roy calls me three days later, on a Friday night, around nine o’clock. I laying in bed, naked, watching TV. For some reason my dick is starting to get hard. “Hello?”

“Oh, hey. Is this Eric?” The voice sounds familiar but I can’t exactly remember who it belongs to.

“Yeah, this is him. Who is this?”

“Oh. This is Roy--from the gym--from the other day.”

“I remember you. What’s up?”

“Just wanted to see if what you were up to tonight.”

“Nothing really,” I say. “Just hangin around, kinda bored.”

“Wanna do somethin?” Roy asks, much in the same way that he asked me the other day.

“Somethin like...?”

“Don’t know,” Roy says. “Doesn’t really matter to me.”

“How about you come over to my place,” I say.

“Yeah, that’s cool,” Roy says. “You said you live close to the gym, right?”

“Right.” I give him my address and we both hang up. I lay in bed wondering whether or not I want to fuck Roy tonight, if I want to put my mouth on his dick, if I would let him put his cock in my ass. I’m not sure. My dick is really hard; it’s too big to stand up completely, so I stroke it gently, up and down, clenching my ass, rubbing my naked chest which is now slick with sweat. I cup my balls, squeeze the tight nutsack, while I continue to jack myself off, slowly and carefully. I wet one of my fingers with my spit and run it up along the hairless crack of my ass. I tickle my asshole, rubbing around it in small circles. Bringing the finger to my nose, I sniff it, inhaling my sweaty odor, and then I lick my finger again. This time I shove my finger in my ass hard and deep. I squeeze my eyes shut and bend my knees upward toward my chest. I finger fuck myself harder, thinking about what it would feel like to have Roy’s thick dick digging in and out of my ass. I start to sweat a whole lot more, and I shove another finger into my tight asshole. I grunt out loud; I love the sound of my own groans and moans. I jam both fingers in and out of my ass at the same time, while I jerk myself off, faster and faster. My big dick is throbbing and my nutsack keeps getting tighter and tighter. If I let Roy fuck me tonight, I want him to fuck me hard and fast, shoving it in so deep that I almost cry. I wanna beg for his dick inside of me, to spill his cum all inside of me, so much cum that it leaks out of my asshole. With these thoughts boiling in my mind, I jerk off faster and faster until I could feel my cum arising. At this moment, I stop jacking off. I take my fingers out of my ass and straighten out my legs, laying flat on the bed. The cum wants to bust out of my dick and fly all over the place, but I won’t let it, not yet. My body relaxes. The head of my cock throbs a few times, just dying to pump out the cum inside of me, but I fight against it. I wanna save my first load of the day for Roy.

I get up and head for the bathroom. I’m covered in sweat from head to toe, and my thighs are sticky from my precum. Stepping into the shower, I turn the water on to the hottest it will go, and I let the burning water wash all over my hot body. With my bar of soap, I lather myself up, getting my chest, my flat stomach, down to my thin pubic bush, to my dick, which is still semi-hard, to my sweaty balls, behind to my asscrack. I love to run the soap up and down the thin line of my asscrack, to rub around inside with my fingers, to play with my hole. In seconds, my dick is brick hard again, and I’m tempted to just to spill my load right there in the shower, and watch it spray all over my feet and down the drain, but I don’t. I’m waiting for Roy. Still, I give my dick a few tugs just to keep it hard. I’m in the shower for about ten more minutes when I hear a knock at my front door. Turning off the valve, I step put of the shower and wrap a simple, small white towel around my waist. My hard dick is poking against the terry-cloth material. I walk over to the door and open it--Roy is standing on the other side, looking really decent in a skin tight, strawberry-colored shirt that really shows off his muscular chest, and a pair of tight, ice-blue jeans that complements his well-defined thighs, and the nice package in front. When Roy sees me, his mouth drops open slightly and his eyes automatically head down to my crotch area, where my dick is still throbbing behind the towel I wear. I can see something shift and grow within his jeans.

“Hey Roy,” I say. Roy is still looking at my dick when he answers, “Hey, Eric.”

I stand aside and Roy comes inside. I take a good look at his nice, round ass through his tight jeans. “Did you find the place, ok?” I ask.

“Yeah, I did,” Roy tells me. He sits down on my couch and looks around. “You have a nice place.” I see him adjust his dick inside his jeans.

“Thanks. Do you want anything to drink? I have water, Sprite, and I might have a couple of beers left.”

“Water is fine,” Roy says nervously.

I grab two bottles of Crystal Geyser from the fridge and I join Roy on the couch, still dressed in only my towel. I make sure to sit really close to him. “Here,” I say, handing him the water. He takes it from my hand carefully, as though he is afraid to drop it or something. At the same time he is staring directly into my eyes. I watch him as he drinks the water very quickly. When he is finished, Roy sets the empty bottle on the coffee table in front of him. He then places his hands flat on his nice legs. I run my fingers through his thick, brown hair. “You seem a bit nervous,” I tell him.

“Yeah,” Roy says, “ I am.” A part of him reminds me of a teenage boy. My dick is still poking against the front of my towel. Roy sees my hard dick, and I think this makes him more nervous.

I lean in close and gently lick Roy’s earlobe. His skin tastes sweet; with my tongue I continue down his neck, to the base, where I start to nibble and suck on his skin. Roy’s skin heats up and he groans gently. I lift up his shirt, over his head, revealing his hard chest, and his chiseled abs. Gently, I take one of his nipples into my mouth, biting down on it without hurting him too much. Roy’s hand touches my leg, and he works his way over to the slit in my towel, where he finds my naked thigh and starts to rub it. With my tongue, I start to work a little bit faster on Roy’s nipple while I pinch the other. “Ohhhhhh,” Roy moans softly. His dick is pulsating within his jeans, dying to be let free. So is mine. I lick downward to Roy’s stomach, licking each ridge of his abs, circling around his small navel. Roy finds my dick with his hand and starts to stroke it. “You have the biggest dick, Eric. I just wanna put it right...” he stops talking and moans.

“What do you want to do with my dick?” I whisper into his ear.

“I want to taste it in my mouth,” Roy says.

“Not yet.”

I continue, with my tongue, down his torso. I unbuckle his tight jeans, lower the zipper, and as I suspected I see that Roy is not wearing any underwear. Pulling out his long, thick, cock from his jeans, I examine it, gazing deeply at the pretty shaft, the beautifully-shaped head. His warm dick throbs and hardens even more in my hand. I lean my head down and kiss his cock head gently. Precum oozes out of the slit and I lick it with the tip of my tongue. Roy throws his head back and groans, while placing his hand on the top of my head, guiding my mouth down, deeper onto his dick. It’s easy for me to take all eight inches of his cock into my mouth, and when I do, Roy’s whole body shudders. He is still jerking my dick off, and I take his hand off so that I can concentrate completely on giving him a good head job. Squeezing each nut, I slip my lips up and down his hard shaft, dragging my teeth lightly along the sides; when I reach the head, I lick around quickly in tornado-like circles, lapping up more and more of the precum that spills out. Again I swallow Roy’s entire dick, and he yells out: “Damn! Oh, fuck that feels so good.”

I’m sure it does. I bob on his dick for a few minutes before I move lower and start to work on his balls. His nutsack is big enough to fill my mouth with its sweaty saltiness. I licked his nuts wildly like I was licking an ice cream cone. Roy cocked his hips, pressing his hard, wet dick against my face. I got down on the floor before him so that I can work on his cock better. I give my steel hard dick a few tugs, just to keep it happy, before my mouth returns to washing Roy’s dick with my spit. Roy stretches himself out, folding his arms behind his head, his eyes closed, enjoying the feeling of my hot mouth around his cock. I move faster, sliding up and down, licking the head violently, drinking more and more of the precum that seeps out; Roy’s inner thighs tremble and his balls tighten and I can tell that any moment he is about to burst in my mouth, so I stop sucking him off. I stand up, with my crotch rubbing up against his face. Roy places his lips over the bulge in my towel. His hands grip my hamstrings and start to move up, inside of the towel, where he squeezes my ass hard. “Damn I would love to get in this ass,” Roy says. He tries to take the towel off of my waist but I won’t let him. Instead I take a few steps backward, in the direction of my bedroom, and say, “Come with me.”

For a few moments, Roy watches me walk away to my room. His rock hard dick is twitching. He gets up from the couch and follows behind me. As I enter my bedroom, I take off my towel and I get on the bed, on my hands and knees, so that my ass is facing him. Roy races up to me, drops to his knees, and his hands rip apart my ass cheeks. I can tell that he is looking at my asshole. He’s thinking about putting his tongue inside of it, and later ripping it open with his dick. “You got such a tight ass,” Roy tells me again. “So fuckin beautiful.” And after he says that, he mashes his face into my butt. He starts off slow, dragging his long tongue from the base of my asscrack, all the way upwards and down again. Each time he cleans my ass with his tongue, I tremble and a sizzle goes from my asshole and spreads throughout my body. I grip my sheets tightly, pressing my face firmly against the pillow in front of me. Roy targets on my hole, and he begins to lightly stab it with the tip of of his tongue. Each thrust of his tongue makes my ass clench, but Roy just opens it right back up again with his hands. Soon, my butthole is wet enough, enough for Roy to actually go inside of me. Gently, he sticks his tongue inside of me, partially, just enough for me to start shuddering. Roy opens my ass wider, presses his face deeper into my crack, and then he shoots his tongue as far as it can go--which is pretty far--up my ass. I arch my back, raise my head and howl. Roy flicks his tongue up and down, in small circles within the insides of my tight asshole and I continue to scream and scream. My cum is boiling inside me, waiting to be shot out, but not yet, I’m still waiting for the main event. Roy takes his tongue out of my ass; he rubs the open hole with his finger--and then he shoves it right in. My body vibrates, I grit my teeth, almost biting my tongue, and more precum spills out of my dick. I don’t know how much more I can endure. “Fuck me,” I tell him. “I want you to fuck me. Hard and fast. Jam that thing all the way in my ass.”

Roy rips his finger out of my ass. He gets on the bed, grabs onto my hips, and pulls me toward his crotch. The head of his dick is poking against my asscrack, rubbing against my anticipating hole; I’m excited and anxious at the same time. I close my eyes and bite my lower lip, clenching the sheets tighter. Sweat is pouring down my forehead onto the pillow; I can hear Roy behind me panting, and I am breathing heavily myself--and then Roy shoves his whole dick inside of me. I’m filled with the most pleasurable pain that I’ve felt in a long time. My ass is burning. Roy keeps his dick in me, not doing anything with it for a few seconds, and then he takes it halfway out. I take a sharp breath, waiting for the second attack against my asshole. It comes a second later--Roy drives his dick even faster and harder into my ass. I’ve bitten down to hard on my lower lip and it has started to bleed a little. “This ass is so tight,” Roy mumbles. He starts to get in a rhythm, sliding his big thick dick in and out of me, faster and faster each time. My whole lower body is burning up, and the cum is begging to be released from my cock. Still I resist the urge to shoot. Roy moves faster and faster, like a machine on turbo mode, filling me with his hard cock, and each time he sticks it in me, I lose my grip on my ability to stop myself from cumming. Roy gives me two more hard thrusts, and I release a thunderous cry as the cum flies out of my dick, ounces of it, spilling all over my sheets, all over everywhere. “Oh fuck yeah,” Roy says. “Look at all that fuckin cum.”

He keeps giving it to me hard and fast, and then I feel his whole body tighten and he tells me, “Oh shit, I’m about to cum.”

“Don’t take it out,” I tell him. “Cum inside of me.”

Roy gives me one final thrust and his nut bursts in my ass. My ass is burning from his hot wet cum. He collapses on me, and we both lay there , sweaty and breathing heavily. “That was so good,” he said.

“Don’t get too comfortable,” I tell him. “We have a few more rounds to go...” My dick hasn’t gone limp yet, it is till very hard. I roll over so that I am on top of Roy. I bend his legs upward toward his chest, exposing his tight asshole. “Starting now.”