The Health Club by JT Michcock
Category: Gay, Encounters
The following story is presented for your personal enjoyment. It involves sexual contact between men that, if you do no enjoy, you should not read. If you are under 18, get lost. All characters in the story are fictional.
All words copyrighted by the author. Do not read this story while on medication. You have been warned. Copyright is claimed to the writing below, (c) 2000. Authorization is given to the ASSGM and Nifty Archives to maintain this story in their archives. No other publication is permitted without my express written permission
I paused a bit at the door. Dingy wood paneling that hadn't been cleaned in a while, a little window they could see you from, dark all around.
Taking in a breath, I punched the buzzer and heard it ring out in the distance.
Pause.
The door buzzed back and I reached down to turn the knob. I was inside now.
Still a little nervous. I had been to other Health Clubs in the area, but this would be my first time here.
Warm and humid. The smell of the showers drifted into my nostrils. I could smell the men.
On the left hand side as I entered was the attendant who had let me in. Older guy, must have been about fifty. Wearing a white t-shirt, he looked kind of mean.
"What can I get you?" he asked.
"Uh, what do you got?" I asked in return.
I could see his eyes roll up a bit. He was not a friendly dude. I couldn't help but believe that my insincerity was sneaking through. After all, I knew what I wanted.
"Rooms for $12 to $15, lockers for $8." he said.
"Give me a locker," I said, pulling out the exact amount from my pocket.
The lock and key came out from under the counter. A cheap rubber band threaded through the keyhole. The attendant came back with a couple of towels, one small and the other larger.
After getting the directions to the locker room, I turned and saw some old guy heading down the hall toward me. Balding, must have been about fifty. He looked me over. I could tell he was interested.
I checked him out, a big belly hanging over the towel fold. I wasn't particulaly interested, but maybe I'd let him blow me if he asked.
Strolling into the seedy locker room, the first thing I noticed was the line of seven or eight dudes sitting in chairs along the wall. Their eyes were focused on the small TV set on top of the lockers. A couple of blonde dudes were displayed going down on one another.
The gentlemen's eyes quickly changed their focus as they noticed me. Picking a locker near the center, I proceeded to start my own little porno show. I wanted these dudes to watch.
Facing away from the crowd, I unbuttoned my shirt. Nice and slow. I looked down at my rather nicely shaped pecs and abs. Completely shaved, I tightened the gym hardened muscles a bit to give me more definition. I took my shirt off and felt the eyes on me.
I could hear the shuffling from behind me as the gentlemen's body language communicated their interest. Opening the locker door to put my shirt on the hook, I noticed the small vanity mirror carrying my reflection. Blond hair, blue eyes, and good-looking as hell. The dream guy for the men that frequented this facility.
At 25, I worked hard to make sure that my appearance was always the best it could be. And the spunky smell from the locker room told me that my efforts were going to create a lot of dividends.
I next took off my shoes and socks and placed them neatly in the bottom of the locker. The tile ground was cold and wet beneath my bare feet.
The pants were the last to go. I made sure that this was the last to go.
No underwear, I didn't think I would be needing it anyway.
As I exposed my ass to the crowd, I noticed the shuffling in back of me was peppered with murmurs of approval. They were enjoying the show. I bent over to tuck my socks in my shoes.
Actually, I would have bent over anyway. I knew what these dudes wanted to see as I felt my rather ample nutsacs poke out between my legs. My hole coming into view.
I smiled a bit at this. I such a fucking show-off, I thought to myself.
Without turning my whole body, I grabbed the towels off the bench and draped the smaller around my neck. I unfurled the larger one and brought it around my waist. I picked this time to spin around, giving the gentlemen a fleeting glimpse of my sex equipment before I completed wrapping the towel around myself.
"Hey dudes," I said, with a big shit-eating grin pasted on my face. The gentlemen assembled smiled nervously as I looked at them, mostly middle aged overweight men. A couple of lookers there. A cute, skinny little Asian kid nearest the door to the shower. I was hoping I would see more of him before the night was over.
I walked over to the shower area, open to the locker rooms. There was a couple of naked guys going at it under one of the heads. Some skinny old guy was down on his knees blowing his somewhat younger and chunkier new friend. The water was pouring over both of them.
I could see that the old guy was rather intent on blowing his buddy with as much energy as his wrinkled old body could afford. The younger of the pair looked at me when I walked in. That got his attention.
I removed the towels and placed them over a rusted hook on the wall. The walls had faded blue tiles that matched the cold wet floor. The showers were as grimy looking as the locker rooms. Well used, I thought, as I turned on one of the shower heads.
Adjusting the temperature to where it was just right, I stepped under the head to soak my whole body in the flow. Grabbing some soap from a wall mounted dispenser, I began to coat my body.
From behind, I heard a slight gurgling. I turned around to see the chubby guy dump a load of cream on the shoulders of his older buddy. Behind the steam of the shower, I could see a look of pleasure filling the chubby guy's face as he shot.
Out of the corner of my eye, I noticed I had even more company. The Asian kid stood there, the towel wrapped around his waist. He was watching me. As the couple sharing the shower area moved past the kid, he moved a bit closer so I could see him.
I couldn't tell where the Asian kid came from. He looked Japanese or Chinese, I wasn't sure. His chest was bare and it was completely smooth. Well shaped brown nipples. A cute face with a mop of short black hair. Around my age, I thought.
The Asian kid smiled at me and I smiled back. Cute smile. Shit, I was falling in love. His eyes turned downward to look at my equipment. I could tell what he wanted. With a nod of my head, I got the Asian kid to move a little closer. My new buddy took the cue and wrapped his own towel around a hook. Pretty soon, he had joined me under the shower head, his dark cock and balls now coming into my view.
The Asian kid was a couple of inches shorter than me, but we made an interesting pair under the shower head. We moved closer so that our bodies touched now, nothing between us except the wash of warm water that flowed.
His body was warm and I used my hands to get a better feel of his darkened skin. Soft and inviting. He was using his own hands to feel me up, stroking my ass cheeks as he buried his head on my neck. Kissing my neck as I returned the kisses on his cheeks.
In the background, I could see that a couple of more dudes from the locker room had joined us in the shower, their eyes fixed on the Asian kid and I as we did our little dance.
The Asian kid moved down on my body and soon had my erect nipple in his mouth. Chewing gently on it. My mouth emitting a gasp of pleasure as his teeth stimulated the nerve endings. My lips pressed against the top of his head as he worked on my chest.
The Asian kid looked up at me briefly, my mouth slightly open from the stimulation I was feeling, the saliva working up beneath my tongue.
The kid stuck his tongue out and, with his eyes still focused on mine, he trailed his mouth down my torso. I could feel his breath on me as he moved lower and lower on me, lapping up the water and perspiration that covered my body.
Pausing at my belly button, the Asian kid drove his tongue into the opening.
Swirling it around, tasting the shape of my body, performing orally on my body as I shuddered with pleasure, my senses numb to the observers that were now in the room..
My new buddy didn't waste much time on my belly button. Now on his knees, the Asian kid was focusing his attention on my jock. Touching it, fondling my balls, my cut eight inch shaft poking out right into his face.
His soft breath on the shaft. Waiting for more.
I quickly found myself mounted on the my new buddy's face. A face that was gurgling with pleasure as my spit soaked shaft soon disappeared into his mouth. The Asian kid knew what he was doing when he absorbed my cock into his mouth, the tool travelling deep inside him, the tongue stimulating the sensitive underside and urging it further down his throat.
I gasped with delight as I felt the tip of my cock rest against the back of the Asian kid's throat. His lips reaching the base and nestled in my pubic hair. His warm and wet mouth lubricating and stimulating my package while his hand fondled my nutsac.
The muffled moans of pleasure erupted from the Asian kids throat as he continued his task, a stream of warm saliva emerging from his mouth and running down my leg. The sensation was incredible as I slowly built up the stamina to begin the fucking of my new friend's face. Slowly, I moved my hips back to start the rhythm of the dance, my cock moving outside the Asian kid's mouth a few inches. I moved my hips in the opposite direction, the shaft impaling itself inside my buddy's throat. Again, I repeated the process, varying my speed and tempo to match the beat of the kid's oral maneuvers.
Moving side to side, insuring the most pleasurable of rides inside the kid's mouth. I was getting close.
I gently removed myself from my buddy's mouth and looked down at him, his lips smiling and glistening with spit. I helped the Asian kid up off the shower floor. I was going to return the favor.
Like the Asian kid, my attentions focused first on his chest. Nibbling on the erect brown nipples, feeling the contour of the areola, suckling on him like a baby would.
The kid tightened his hold around my arms to indicate his pleasure. My tounge trailed down further, lubricating his chest and stomach with my saliva, tasting the brown skin, delighting my lover with my mouth's sensual tracing of his body. A shudder emerged from the kid, pure enjoyment. I cupped his firm ass in my hands as my mouth reached his abdomen, readying myself to take his cock inside me.
Unlike the Asian kid, I decided to take his dark brown seven inches in a little more slowly. With my tongue, I licked quickly at the circumcised head. Tasting it. A drop of precum now in my mouth. After pausing to enjoy the taste of my lover, my lips moved to cover the head. I could feel it swell further as it rested in my mouth. Working my lips and tongue around the tip of the youth's tool, I traced the contours of the head. Feeling up the inside of his peehole, lapping at the dark vein around the crown. The Asian kid shuddered as I held his ass cheeks in position.
The ride down the kid's shaft was unbelievably hot. With my tongue, I urged his cock further into me while my hands pressed his body into me. The taut skin of the youth's shift being moistened by my mouth, the smell of his crotch filling my nostrils. The quiet moans of the youth entering my ears and urging me forward. As I reached the base, my companion steered himself into position. He was going to ride my throat as I had did his. Slowly, the pistoning began as I felt the shaft grow ever larger with the stimulation I was feeding him.
Grabbing my hands further around his asscheeks, I could soon feel the youth's hole quivering at my fingertips, his entire body shaking from the erotic pleasure I provided. The Asian kid urged me off. He was getting too close. My hands remained on his ass, my fingers continuing to stimulate his hole. The soft pucker being casually stroked. I stood up and grabbed my lover's hand.
Next to the shower area, a well worn wooden door marked the entrance to the wet steam room. This was where our encounter would continue.
END. . . For now.