I know I’m a perv. I can’t help myself. As I was running on the treadmill doing a 5k at 8.5mph after a workout, I spotted a very good looking guy. Late twenties or early thirties. He was my height, six feet tall. He was doing incline bench presses on the bench. Short dark hair, clean shaven. Square jaw, blue eyes. He looked like a model from the cover of a gay romance novel. He wore a white Nike muscle shirt, his biceps bulging and his chest expanding with every upward lift. I couldn’t help but notice the tufts of damp hair on full display, too. My mouth watered wondering what they would taste like, imagining this beefy man pushing my face into them, making me tongue his pits.
I almost tripped on the treadmill as I lost my concentration, and when I came back to reality, he was now doing flat presses on the same bench. I was glad to have a tight jockstrap over my cage. If I’d been free, it would have been quite a sight to be running at a fairly fast pace with a tenting bulge sticking out of my shorts.
As I finished my run and was walking slowly to slow my heart rate and drink some water, I saw him head to the locker room. I thought it a good idea to feed my fantasy and join him there. It was just past lunchtime on a weekday afternoon, so it was not at all busy. I hoped he’d be in the shower, stream room, or sauna. At least that’s what I wished.
I grabbed my towel and waited a good minute or so not to be too obvious. By the time I entered the open locker area, the guy was naked, his back to me, what a perfect muscled ass, a slight smattering of dark hair fanning out on its surface. He must have seen me staring at him in the mirror situated in front of him because he turned around and smiled as he wrapped a white towel around his waist. It was so quick, the are was no view of his cock, unfortunately.
“Hey, hope you had a good workout.”, I said as I opened my locker and began to strip off my clothes.
“Yeah, I did. Thanks. I think I’ve earned a steam bath now.”
”Nice, I might join you in a minute.”
”Cool. See ya.”
So far nothing out of the ordinary locker room banter, other than him catching me staring at his backside.
I wrapped a towel around my waist and opened the steam room door. I noticed his towel hanging on a hook outside the door. This meant he’d be naked. I became quickly excited and so I did the same, with the obvious consequence of revealing the cage wrapped over my junk. It was very foggy in there but I did see him sitting on the bench in the left hand corner. He sat with his legs spread open, hands clasped behind his head, which was slightly tilted back, eyes closed. He didn’t flinch when I walked in. I took a seat on the opposite corner, and I copied his position, the only difference was that I couldn’t keep my eyes off of him. His soft cock dangling between his legs had to be at least five inches and his balls were smooth. A trimmed bush above leading up to his chest which was covered in a dark pelt of curly and thick hair from his neck to his waist. Oh fuck, he was perfection!
It was getting awfully hot in there and I knew I wasn’t gonna last much longer so I decided I would cool off in the open shower and then try the sauna. As I’m under the spray, water drenching my body, I’m just standing there letting the water cool me down, he comes in and punches the shower nozzle next to mine.
I opened my eyes and catch him looking down at my cage. I am somewhat used to that by now, and to be perfectly honest, it gets me off when real men see a true faggot right in front of them. The realization in their eyes is the moment I live for.
”Oh sorry, man, it’s just I’ve never seen anything like that before. Interesting I guess.”
”Yeah, no problem. I get that a lot.”
The guy went about his business in the shower as did I, and then I grabbed my towel and went to sauna. I opened my towel on the wooden bench and closed my eyes for a minute.
Not even 45 seconds later, in walks this guy.
“Hey, I’m Sean by the way.”
”Hey Sean, I’m Rich”, I say.
He sits in arm’s reach of me and also opens his towel. I notice that his cock is no longer soft, but semi-chubbed.
”So, how long you been wearing that thing?”
”Since Jan 13th. It’s been a long time.”
”Huh, so you can’t get hard then?”
”Nope. That’s kind of the point though.”
”Do you mind that I’m asking you all these questions? It’s just so interesting to me.”
”Not at all. Like I said, I’m used to it.”
”how does it work?”
”my Keyholder controls the lock with a remote on his phone. He lets me free for 10 minutes every once in a while for cleaning. Otherwise, I’m always caged.”
I noticed his cock get harder and his hands were brushing against it, not wanting to blatantly jerk off I guess.
”I did see you staring at me when you were running on the treadmill.”
”Oh shit, I guess I’m not subtle. Yes, you got me. It’s just that you’re a really good looking guy. I guess I couldn’t help myself.”
Now the sweat is beginning to bead on my forehead and chest, and the same with Sean.
”Lol, yeah, I get lots of attention from the ladies and the men. Good thing I swing both ways then, keeps all my options open.”
”I imagine you get lots of action a good looking guy like you.”
”So, what was it that caught your eye about me then?”
”Well, if I tell you, you promise not to laugh?”
”No judgment zone here. Look we’re two naked guys in a sauna. One in a cage, and I’ve got a raging boner. I promise, not gonna laugh.”
”Your armpits, I was imagining what it would be like to have my tongue in them, your hand pressed on the back of my head in a vice grip.”
”Huh, I definitely wasn’t expecting that. Well, you know it seems we are the only people here now. Wanna do it right here?”
”Seriously? You want me to lick your pit in the sauna?”
”Why not? I’ll sit facing the window so if anyone comes in you can stop.”
”Ok, sure.”
Sean slid to the middle of the wooden bench so his sight was facing the little window into the hallway. He placed his left hand behind his head and I could see that gorgeous pit up close. I sat beside him, twisted my head slightly, and put my nose in there and inhaled deeply. The smell of sweat and musk intoxicated me. I moaned slightly. Another couple of deep breaths and my head was spinning out.
He then put his other hand behind my head and pressed down hard.
”Go on, have a taste.”
I opened my mouth and did a full tongue swipe from the bottom of his pit to the top. His pit hair on the surface of my tongue. No taste of deodorant, but more musk and sweat, pure man. I began to move my tongue more rapidly, almost animalisticaly, as I couldn’t get enough. In between kissing his pit, licking it, breathing it all in, it was truly exciting for me.
Sean removed his hand from my head and I didn’t stop. He raised his arm up higher and I grabbed onto his bicep as I continued tongue bathing his hairy, sensuous pit. His other hand wrapped around his hardon and he began to beat off.
Wow, not expecting any of this at all, but I did see his erection had grown beyond eight wonderful inches. His hand could barely wrap around its girth and quite honestly, could have been jerked off with a double fisted grip.
He stroked faster and faster as I tongued all the sensitive spots I could find with the surface of my wet tongue, and then he said he was close to cumming. I didn’t even ask, I just got down on my knees below him and pushed his hand away, and I did exactly that, I double hand fisted his cock, my mouth wrapped around that bulbous cut head and pumped it hard until his hands pushed my head down and he began to spunk into my mouth. Strong, pungent, beautiful taste of virile sperm spreading into my mouth with every twitch of his orgasming cock!
When he finished, I swallowed all that I’d collected and sat back where I was originally. He used his towel to wipe off his cock.
”Shit, that was what I needed man. Thanks.”
I responded, “My pleasure. Hope I see you around again.”
I left Sean there while I hit the shower again to rinse off.
As I was dressing by the locker, Sean finally emerged from the sauna, and another guy had walked into the locker area. I’d just had my tight briefs on and because of the cage, there was always a larger than normal bulge. I caught this much older gentleman glance at it and a wry smile spread across his face. He must have known what was going on under there, lol.
Anyway, I finished dressing and walked to my car with the taste of Sean’s cum still fully in my mouth, and I had no intentions of brushing my teeth or using mouthwash that night. I wanted it to linger as long as possible!
