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Three times in the last month I happened to shower at the same time as this hot twunk. The first time I saw him, he was showering in a pair of Andrew Christian underwear. They were the style that rises high on the thighs and has a prominent bulge. His bulge was disproportionately large for his 5'8" height and filled out the pouch really, really well. It was difficult not to keep staring at it. His cock hung down in an arc over his balls and the wet fabric left nothing to the imagination. He took his time showering and it is was pretty obvious that he liked to show off. He was not soaping up nor was he warming up like some of us do after a long swim. No, he was there to be seen. I was in a hurry so could not linger in the shower but I had a feeling that he was gay or bi. I mean lets be real, how many straight guys wear skimpy Andrew Christians in public, let alone in the shower. Well I darted off to my dinner and realized after I got a few blocks away that I was leaking precum from our brief encounter.
A week later I finished my swim, wearing a Sporti Euro cut suit with the liner cut out. As I enter the showers, there was the twunk again wearing the exact pair of Andrew Christians. Again, he is filling out his briefs really nicely with a semi-hardon. They are a sexy pair of blue briefs with white trim along all of the edges. This time he takes turns showing off his front side and his backside. He has the sexiest bubble butt and no visible body hair including the top part of his pubic area showing above the low waistband. We make eye contact a few times but I did not think he had any interest in me. I was so horny and started to get semi-hard. The speedo I was wearing was tight and that feeling of snug material only made me more horny. Fortunately, the black lycra made things slightly less obvious than if I were wearing lighter material. I focused on getting cleaned up and turned the water temperature down a little to help my growing cock calm down. At about that time someone else entered the shower room which was the distraction I needed to lose my erection. I continued to rinse off and made eye contact with the twunk a few times. He just kept to his ways of rinsing and showing that bulge off.
At this point I had lost the erection (mostly) and wanted to let him see me naked. I slipped out of my speedo and rinsed it under the water. I made sure to show off my front side, swollen cock and shaved pubes. Then I finished and went to dry off. I went to my locker and did my routine of moisturizing and preparing to get dressed. On this day I was feeling bolder. I had packed a wrestling singlet and running tights to wear for the walk home. I do it on occasion where I wear the singlet as "underwear" under the running tights. As I was pulling the singlet up my legs, the twunk walks by to use the wall-mounted hair dryer near my locker. He is only wearing a black pair of Armani boxer briefs. Despite the change of underwear, the bulge is still amazing. I slid the singlet up my legs and adjust it so the material is smooth everywhere. I pull the fabric around my crotch area to adjust my balls for maximal comfort. The shoulder straps are still down by my waist. The singlet is royal blue and a favorite of mine. He continues to dry his hair and we make eye contact a few times. I smile at him to give him a slight indication that I am interested. Normally I tend to be very cautious as I do not want to make anyone feel uncomfortable and I love swimming at this facility so want to avoid losing access for being too horny.
He finished drying his hair and walked away to his locker. I pull the singlet straps up, put on running tights and a loose shirt. I take my time doing my hair. I head for the rear exit and the twunk is sitting on a bench fully clothed viewing his iPad. I glance at what he is looking at but it wasn't anything sexual (damn). He was fully engrossed in reading something so I cleared my throat as I went by but he did not react. As I reached the door, I looked back but he was still viewing his iPad. I walked outside the building and went on Grindr but nothing. I checked Scruff but failed to find him on there too. So I walked real slowly down the street hoping he would follow but alas nothing. I went home and jerked off to him and that beautiful bulge.
A few days later I swam at the end of the evening and knew I would have to rush the shower afterwards to finish before closing time. I had a great swim, best in a while and practically had the pool to myself. I showered alone and then started to get dressed. As I was putting on my sneakers my twunk friend walked into the locker room. He was wearing short pink shorts that were slightly transparent. I could see his red briefs underneath. He walked past me but a few minutes later he went to use the hair dryer. Funny thing was that his hair was already dry. He had removed his shirt and stood there putting on a show. He must have been working on his upper body because his pecs were beefed up more than the other times I saw him. We made eye contact a few times. I smiled again but he would quickly look away each time. He finished at the hair dryer and walked away. By the time I was ready to leave I passed through the locker room to the rear exit but he was nowhere. Damn.
A week goes by and nothing. I go a few extra times just to increase my chances of bumping into him. Then on a Sunday afternoon I succeed in seeing him. I was at my locker and he walked past me. This time he is wearing super skinny Adidas soccer pants. They show off his muscular legs, bulge and ass really well without being full on spandex. Meanwhile, I am still in my wet speedo. I dry off and take my time. A moment later he appears to use the hair dryer. He is shirtless and in the Adidas pants. He turns towards the mirror and I remove my speedo. I bent over with my ass facing him to get them off. I hoped he enjoyed the view of my smooth hole. I went into my backpack and pulled out a few things to put on. This was a deliberate outfit I chose for him. As he faces the mirror, I can see the telltale signs of a jockstrap with straps wrapping his tight ass underneath the soccer pants.
I put on a pair of Andrew Christians made with thin microfiber fabric. They are a size smaller than I need to get that tight fit. I pull them on, adjust the waistband and then reach in to pull my balls up a little. It is a similar cut to a speedo. I put on compression pants next. They are a little tricky to put on so I go slow. The twunk is still drying his hair and again we make eye contact. He says hello and I smile in return.
As I pulled the tights fully on, I adjusted my cock and balls so my bulge was on full display. Touching myself when already in a sexual situation is the last I thing I should do but had a feeling it was fine now. The reason is that I get hard really quickly. That is what started to happen. My cock was swelling and my choice of clothes makes a bulge very obvious. I decided to play it cool and put on my shirt. It was a snug fitting long sleeve that showed off my pecs and shoulders really well.
The dryer turned off and the twunk looked to both sides. He walked towards me, raised his hand to shake mine and introduced himself.
"Hi I am Alan. We keep running into each other so wanted to say hello" he said.
I told him my name and we chatted for just a bit. Someone walked into our area that kind of shutdown the conversation.
"Hey, do you want to get out of here? I can wait in the lobby" Alan asked.
"Uh, yeah that is a great idea" I responded.
Alan walked away and I finished dressing. I had a form fitting jacket to go with the rest of my outfit so my body was on display the way I liked. As promised, Alan was waiting in the lobby. It was a busier space so despite more people being there we could talk freely compared to the awkward silence of a locker room.
"I liked your choice of underwear just now, I have a similar pair but now I am in a jock" he says as he lifts the strap by his side and stretches it upward so I can see.
"I think we have some overlapping interests. Be glad to show you my gear if you'd like" I replied.
His eyes widened as I spoke and he shook his head up and down enthusiastically.
"What do you have going on today?" I asked Alan.
"Nothing, just a quiet Sunday" he replied.
"How about we hang out then? I asked.
"Absolutely, that would be sweet" he said.
We walked to my place and we spent most of the time flirting with each other. I remarked about his displays in the showers and he admitted to being a bit of an exhibitionist and I faked being shocked.
Once we entered my apartment, we sat on the couch. I offered him something to drink. He began by asking what brands of underwear I had. I mentioned briefs, jocks, speedos and wrestling singlets.
"Can you show me some websites to buy stuff" Alan asked.
"Sure, of course. I know where to start, N2N bodywear. You'll like their stuff" I replied.
I returned to the couch with my iPad and went to the website. Alan shifted closer to me on the couch so he could see the screen. Our legs were touching from thigh to ankle and I could feel the warmth of his skin through his pants and my thin compression pants.
I walked him through some things and pointed out items I had. I ended up showing him more sites and promised to text the list later.
"Can I see what you have for underwear? Maybe try something on?" he asked.
I brought him into the bedroom, opened the underwear drawer and told him to freely explore. I also pointed to where my other gear was in case he wanted something else. I closed the drapes and headed to the door.
"Try anything on and take your time. There's a full length mirror to check things out. I'll leave so you have a little privacy" I said.
I headed into the living room and tried to relax. I wasn't sure how forward to be so felt I could start giving him space and warm up things at his pace. The door was open but I couldn't see into the bedroom. I could here him looking through things. I then heard the sound of him slipping out of his clothes and pulling on briefs. There is a distinct sound when you slip in or out of something tight and skimpy. A few more minutes went by and I looked at some other gear sites to kill the time.
"You can come in now" he yelled.
I entered the bedroom and he was in a pair of bright blue briefs. They are Gregg Homme and one of my favorites. It is barely containing his cock and balls. His cock is bent forward over his balls stretching the fabric to the limits.
"These are my favorite so far and those are the one's I have tried so far" he said as he pointed to a small pile of stuff.
Alan was really wound up now. He was thumbing through my underwear drawer not knowing what to try on next. I offered to dig out a few favorites that he should try. He took the first one and stepped into the hallway to change. He walked back in adjusting his cock and clearly getting bolder with me. He showed off another pair and looked at himself in the mirror.
"Can you take some photos of me?" Alan asked.
"Yeah sure!" I replied.
I started to take photos as he posed and rubbed his hands across his nipples and bulge. He started to make suggestions for shots which required me getting much closer.
"You should get into something too" Alan said with a smirk.
I opened my speedo drawer and pulled out a favorite. I turned away and stripped. I pulled on the speedo and tried to squeeze my hard on into the tight speedo. As I turn around Alan is buck ass naked digging into my favorites. He plays with the head of his cock as he reviews the stuff on the bed.
"Can I see the speedos?" he asked.
"I thought you'd never ask" I jokingly said.
I opened the drawer under my bed and his eyes went wide again. He was staring at about 50 speedos. He pulled one out, held it up and felt the material. He put it on and was totally hard. His cock flattens nicely against his body so he can still put on the speedo. He walked over to the mirror and stared at himself. He asked if he was wearing it right. I walked up close to him. I tucked the tag in the back and told him how great he looked.
Alan turned towards me and pulled us into a kiss. I could feel his hard cock pressing against my hip. I wrapped my arms around him and explored his back and ass. He had an incredibly tight body and that sizable bulge which I began to massage. His cock was sticking straight to the side. He was leaking precum through the light blue Marcuse suit. I looked down and massaged the head of his cock through the material. I leaned up and kissed him. Alan ran his hand down my side until he reached the waist of my speedo. He slipped the tip of his index finger into my suit and ran his finger along my waist. When he reached my cock, he reached in and grabbed it gently. He got on his knees and started to the tongue the head of my cock. He worked my cock deeper into his mouth and did an amazing job with his tongue.
"Can you take pics of me sucking your dick?" he said.
I gladly obliged but was pretty surprised how this escalated. He admitted that he liked to be photographed and filmed. He was clearly an exhibitionist and I was only happy to provide.
We worked our way through a number of costume changes. With each time he was more and more forward. Alan continues his pleas to be photographed. He liked to have his ass caressed and moaned when I brushed my hand across his hole when he was in a jock. I encouraged him to try out a singlet which he immediately loved. I told him I have a pair of singlets for fucking. I dug them out and handed him one. He has one with a hole cut for his ass and I have one where I can slip my cock and balls out easily.
"How did you know? he asked with a smile.
"Your moans told me everything I needed to know but we can gladly switch if you like" I said.
He changed into the singlet and massaged his cock and balls through the material. He went to the mirror and admired himself. He was grinning ear to ear and playing with his cock. He sat at the edge of the bed. I leaned over him and felt the material covering his nipples and slid my hand over his hard cock and balls. He grabbed the back of my head and pulled me in for a kiss. I pressed my hard cock against his and he moved his legs so they were crouched in the air. His hole is exposed through the hole and so I rubbed the head of my cock against his hole.
"Lube" he said succinctly.
I dug out a bottle and began to finger his hole, slipping lube into him to get him primed. I grabbed a little more lube and wrapped my hand around my cock to fully cover it in lube. I placed the head of my cock against his hole. Alan grabbed it just at the base of the head to line me up for his hole. I started to push and he easily takes the first part of my cock. I pulsed back and forth to loosen him up. He is moaning and kissing me. I worked my cock deeper into him and increased the length of my movement. I grabbed his cock through the singlet and stroked him. After that, I am fully inside him and fucking at a nice pace. He was in the zone so to speak. His eyes are closed and he his moaning and uttering all sorts of noises of pleasure.
I continued to fuck him, tweaking his nipples until I can no longer resist the urge to blow my load. I tell him I am about to cum and he begs me to breed his hole. A second later I climax and release the first of several jets of cum inside him. I continue to fuck my load into him and then ease my cock out of his worn hole. Alan is very hard and leaking a lot of precum.
"What can I do to get you off?" I asked Alan.
"Slip into a jockstrap and let me fuck you!" he replied.
I stood up and walked to the pile of underwear and peel off my singlet. I found a favorite jockstrap and put it on. I walked back to the bed and Alan removed his singlet. I hopped up on the bed and he tells me to get on all fours. I faced the wall and feel the heat of his body as he approaches. He rubbed my bulge and ran a finger along the straps pressed against my butt. Alan leaned down and licked my hole. He stuck his tongue inside me and did his best to get deep. He replaced his tongue with a finger and starts to fuck me with one finger then a second one.
I beg him to start fucking me. He grabbed the lube on the nightstand and prepared my hole. The head of his cock is large so I know the start will not be smooth. Alan pushed against my hole with the head of his cock and it pops in abruptly. I took a couple of deep breaths and patiently waited for my body to adjust. Alan rubbed his hands along my back to soothe me. He leaned down and kissed the back of my neck. He pushed his cock deeper and I feel him graze my prostate. My cock springs to life as he begins to pump his cock in and out of me. I pushed my ass towards him as he pumps into me to encourage him to go deeper and faster.
"You like that don't you?" he asked.
"Yes, very much" I replied.
Alan grabs my iphone and starts to film us fucking. He pulls his cock out and captures how I easily take the whole length and girth of his large cock. He pulls out and tells me to get on my back. I roll over and he lifts my legs in the air. He slides his cock into me and resumes fucking me. My cock is fully hard now and poking out the side of the jockstrap. Alan grabs the head of my cock and twirls it in his fingertips, using my precum as lube.
Alan leaned down and kissed me. He held the back of my head in one hand and stroked my cock with the other. He started to fuck me a little faster and I felt his ball sack hitting against me.
"Oh fuck, I am going to cum" he yells.
He started to pound my hole and I make sure he gets as deep as possible by pressing to meet every move. I stroked my cock knowing that I am also close to cumming. He gasps and collapsed on me. He continued to fuck me as he orgasmed and his cock pulsed several shots of cum into me. The feeling of his load coating my insides was enough to trigger my second orgasm and I came all over my hand and our stomaches but with him laying on me, my load spread all over both of us. His cock slid out of me and we lay there adjusting to the calm that comes after a great fuck.
"You should wear a jock in the locker room. That ass is made for one" Alan said.
"I have always hesitated but perhaps I shall, especially if it appeals to wandering eyes and horny guys like you. You should come swimming and wear one of my speedos" I replied.
We talk a little more and then he starts looking at my underwear selection again. We traded a couple pairs and agreed that we needed to do this again.
I shared the photos and videos with him and to this day still look at them as they still turn me on. He and I hooked up a few more times and each time was the same, he would start shy and by the end he was begging to fuck. Sadly he moved away.