EXFOLIANT
This was at the gayest gym in the city. Sometimes, I would work out there on Friday morning, then go into the sauna for a couple of hours. Some of the most sensual men were there at that time of day. These were guys who didn't have desk jobs--flight attendants, actors, musicians, not guys who got out of their jockstraps and into their three-piece suits.
I took my shower, then sauntered into the sauna. I hadn't seen anyone go in (my shower stall was opposite, and I was of course watching), so I was surprised to find someone in there. And he was surprised by me.
He had been pumping his dick, and was taken aback by my entry. He looked up. "Oh!" he said, "see, um, I'm exfoliating." He went back to fondling himself. "I do this once or twice a week."
"I bet!" I thought, but just nodded.
"It removes the dead skin. The arms, the legs, the balls." Yeah, I bet my balls are just covered with dead skin cells. Can't be too careful about those dead skin cells.
I stood opposite him and watched. Thin guy, long curly hair, past his shoulders. Nice face, but neither pretty nor handsome. Plain, actually. But friendly. And nicely shaped, if thin, body.
"Then I use this." He reached into a gym bag next to him and took out a tube of lotion. The bag seemed to have lots of this stuff in it. Did he sell these products? Was his stroking himself as part of a sales pitch? The thought ran through my mind.
He put some lotion on his hands, ran them down his body, rubbed, and rubbed some more on his penis for good measure. His penis was plump and nicely formed. Nothing enormous. Just a nice penis.
Then he nodded, left his sack on the bench, and went out into the shower. He used the shower opposite the sauna door, so I could see him. He knew I would watch. He didn't bother to pull the curtain.
In the shower, he stood facing the wall. He waggled his ass. He opened the crack and showed his pucker. He turned around and soaped himself up, ending with his cock, which got longer and fatter. By the time he had finished, he was simply jerking off under the water, turned to me in silhouette.
I'm sometimes dense. "What's going on? Could this be a show just for me?" Duh. Maybe what was really going on was that I could not accept so readily that he was attracted to me.
But somehow I made the effort. He came back into the sauna, took out some more lotion, and started fooling with his cock. To get things moving, I asked for some myself. He gestured positively, so I dipped my hand into the little jar, and started rubbing my crotch with the salve.
Turned out that it in fact was an exfoliant. It had little pieces of grit, which rubbed oddly against my scrotum. I made a face, more in surprise than in complaint. In fact, I started to say something: "Oh. I didn't understand what this was." Or something equally profound.
He quickly reached into his sack and handed me another tube. This guy knew his tools. I squeezed some on my finger, and rubbed it on my cock. Pleasant, smooth feel to it, as it washed away that grit. And a nice smell.
So I'm rubbing it in, exfoliating like crazy, and so is he. We're staring at each other, and the clinical veil is pierced. We both know what's afoot. He stands up and starts jerking me. I return the favor. We're both good with our hands, and the lotion makes it really nice.
He sits down, and I follow, our hands still on each other's cocks. He removes his hand, replaces it with his mouth. He's moving his tongue, pumping his face, sucking his cheeks. It's driving me mad. I'm just hoping that lotion tastes as good as it smells. My cock is rock-hard.
He removes his mouth, and sits with his knees up, legs spread apart. Remember, I have been jerking him. I have already visited his nicely shaped balls with my hand--this turns me on. Now he's moving his hips forward. He wants something, and again I'm a little slow on the uptake.
Until I notice that his ass is agape. I take my hand and run it up the part of his ass crack that's accessible, the part he's not sitting on. His face registers lust--that's what he's been wanting. I massage his ass crack. It's very hot. I take my fingers, full of that great lotion, and start playing with his pucker. I insert one finger and he gasps. He thrusts his hips at me, humping my finger. I'm doing something very right, because his cock is jerking wildly and leaking.
So that's where the prostate is, I think to myself.
He's wiggling his ass, humping my finger. I stick a second finger in his ass. He gets that look again, of unbridled lust, and moves his ass even more. His dick is hard now, flailing as he humps my two fingers.
He breaks off for a minute, and goes down on my cock. He's really hot now, and goes to town, sucking and licking. He likes my cock. I'm pumping his furiously, with my whole fist, up and down.
Again, he wants me in his ass. He starts that gaping posture, so that my hand, while it's massaging his crotch and his scrotum, can also massage behind his scrotum and up his ass crack. His asshole is near my little finger on the upstroke, so I try to push it in. This makes him move around more, so I insert the two large fingers again.
He goes nuts, his head rolling around, his eyes shut, then wide open, gazing into mine. And he cums. I didn't expect him to shoot, just from my fingering his ass. But that's what happens.
Immediately, he gets up and swallows my cock. Within a minute more, I'm pulling out of him and cumming. We smile at each other and hit the showers.
I met him a few more times, always on Friday morning. Once he was there with a middle-aged black guy. The two must have been old friends, jerk off buddies, because the black guy saw him and went for his ass. At the same time, the black guy started jerking me. Exfoliant is making that humping movement, and black guy is pumping me--his hands are very busy. Finally, Exfoliant gives himself a couple of strokes, and cums. I find myself envying him the feelings in his ass--they must be powerful and intense. Black guy turns his attention to me. I start pumping him, dry, with my hand. Where is exfoliant's bag of tricks today? Then black guy leans over and sucks on my left nipple. How did he know which was the more sensitive nipple? My cock surges as he jerks me. His surges in return, and we cum. All three of us cum within two minutes of each other. Then we all pour out of the sauna and hit the showers. It would have looked suspicious for us all to leave at the same time--but no one was there to see the exodus.