Finally work had ended and it was only seconds now before I'd feel the soothing steam take over my body. I never liked working Saturday but stopping at the club for a steam bath always seemed to make it worth the effort, even if it was such a long day.
Saturday night was always quiet at the club. I usually had the place to myself, so when someone suddenly appeared at a locker on my right, it caused me to jump back and quickly turn towards him.
"Sorry!" he said. "I didn't mean to startle you. In fact I was just as surprised to see you." he quickly added, both of us laughing together with a sigh of relief.
"That's ok." I said to him. "I don't usually see anyone here this late on Saturday, so you did kind of take me by surprise."
I began undressing, as he did as well, neatly hanging my shirt and pants in my locker, then sitting to remove my underwear. As I bent to pick up my shoes, turning in his direction as he pulled down his pants, I couldn't help but notice his cock as he stepped out of his pants. Being naked with other men was normal in the locker room, so seeing other men's cocks was nothing unusual. But his cock was so ugly I found myself looking at it whenever I thought he wouldn't see me.
His cock was uncut and not so big. At least I didn't think it was big because I couldn't really tell. What made it ugly was the foreskin that covered it. It hung down off the tip two or three inches or so. And it wrinkled down to a point with a hole in the end that wrinkled even more. 'Boy it's ugly', I thought. I bet it's scared off many a girl who went down to put it in their mouth. I couldn't imagine anyone putting that thing in their mouth and yet for some reason I was fascinated by it and couldn't take my eyes off it. Even while I sat in the steam room alone the sight of it wouldn't leave my head.
Sitting on the lower bench, I leaned back against the upper one and closed my eyes, letting the steam sorround and soak me up. Thinking about the poor bastard and his ugly cock made me chuckle to myself, I bet he's never had a blowjob in his life. Suddenly, it seemed, the door opened and brought me out of my trance. It was him. He quietly walked in and stepped up across from me, sitting on the upper bench. Glancing at him I watched as he leaned back and closed his eyes, spreading his legs as his feet rested together on the bottom bench, his ugly cock hanging down and now at eye level with me. Once again I couldn't help staring at it, this time safely so long as he had his eyes closed. Now I had a good look at it.
It seemed fat, that is fat down to the point where it appeared to end and the skin continued. It was hard to tell exactly where his cock stopped and the skin took over. There was a lot of skin hanging off the end too, tapering down three inches at least to that hole it made at the end. The more I looked at it the more I began to become intrigued by all that skin hanging off it. Actually, I decided, so much skin made it kind of interesting, especially the way wrinkled and formed a hole at the bottom. A wrinkled hole at the end of a mass of hanging, wrinkled skin that formed a three inch tunnel with a smooth cock head at the end. So ugly, I thought, yet so fascinating, captivating even, boldly hanging in it's rough appearance. It purposely appeared ugly, knowing it would be looked at, knowing it made you keep looking at it, then knowing that it was only a matter of time before it eventually would win over you and have you desperately manipulating the situation to satisfy what at first was repulse, then curiosity and finally need. 'Need?' I thought. Was I telling myself I needed to know what that ugly wrinkled cock in front of me was really like? I wonder what it is like? It's so ugly. It's ugly but it's a turn on. A real turn on thinking I'd actually be drawn to it, actually let myself give in to such an ugly thing. That really turned me on.
"Interesting cock, isn't it!" he said to me. I realized he'd been watching me the whole time. "You know, once you finally put it in your mouth you won't want to stop," he added, smiling.
"What?!" I said, genuinely surprised.
"Go ahead." he said. "You'll find it's not as ugly as you thought!" Now closing his eyes again and leaning back.
I sucked the skin into my mouth as I moved my lips up until I felt the head under them. The skin, which had intrigued me so was now in my mouth and I sucked eagerly on it, feeling it with my tongue. Pushing my tongue into the hole at the end while I sucked, forcing my tongue through until it rubbed the head of his cock, was unbelievable and I knew what he meant when he said I wouldn't want to stop. I pushed his cock in and out of my mouth, sucking the skin into my throat, licking his hidden cock head with my tongue, loving the feeling of it in my mouth and never wanting to stop. Occasionally I'd take it out of my mouth and let it hang there in front of me and look at it. Look at the skin dangling off the end, think about how I was about to put it in my mouth and suck on it, then as I thought about it put the end of the wrinkled skin between my lips and push my tongue in and out of the hole at the end for a moment or two, then push the whole cock into my mouth and start sucking on it again. I was hooked!
As his cock moved in and out of my mouth I thought about how I never would have thought a man would ever cum in my mouth. I thought about how I never imagined I'd be sucking on a man's cock, never thought about what it would feel like to be the one giving the blowjob. Now I was doing it and I loved the way it made me feel.
His cock was moving in and out of my mouth as my tongue moved along the bottom. I was sucking continually but gently, enjoying the feeling of cock sliding across my tongue and through my lips, filling my mouth again and again, when the first gush of cum fell onto my tongue. His cock was at my lips, about to push in when I felt it. It squirted onto my tongue then was immediately pushed to the sides of my mouth by his entering cock which gushed again as it pulled back, now filling my mouth. I pushed it in and again I felt the cum being driven to the sides and back of my mouth, then began to move it in and out faster. Again it squirted as it entered. 'He's cumming in my mouth.' I thought as I tasted and felt the first gush hit my tongue. 'He's cumming in my mouth now.' I repeated to myself as I pushed his cock in and out of my mouth faster, as I felt my mouth being filled with cum and running down my chin. I was loving every bit of it. My mouth as it felt each gush, the taste, cum dripping out of my mouth, and most of all the way I felt thinking about how I was on my knees sucking on this strangers' cock as he came in my mouth. I loved the feeling of being the one who was sucking cock. I loved the turn on of being the cocksucker!