I finally joined a new gym when I moved over to Manhattan. UWS gyms, I've learned, are filled with wealthy daddies, handsome hunks, and the occasional horny twink—like me. I love warming up on the treadmill and cruising grindr to see who is also in the gym, looking to blow off some steam after working out.
The treadmills face the basketball court, and I find I can run forever without thinking about the passing time or my deep breathing as those sweaty guys pound the wooden floor and flop sweat all over each other. In that giant fish tank, they are oblivious to me, the spectator, observing them as they do what comes naturally: boys pushing each other around, blocking each other with their damp bodies in loose clothing, allowing their dicks to flop around with each step. I get almost overwhelmed watching these guys. They have no idea I'm gooning out over their game.
After I move on to my actual work out, I'm finally just as sweaty as the other guys. Yesterday I went down to the showers to kill a couple hours and hopefully get my dick wet or let some of these guys bust a nut with me in the showers.
It was quiet in the showers yesterday afternoon. Just one guy, a somewhat tall and athletically built Asian guy, about 20 years old, was sitting in the hot sauna with his eyes closed when I walked in. He's a twunk, tbh. I sat down across from him and we locked eyes for a moment. He laid his head back and closed his eyes again. I loosened my towel a bit and tugged at my cock a little—a sign that I have something on my mind. Maybe he'd catch the slightly open towel next time he looks at me. The door opens and another guy walks in, sitting on the third bench facing both of us. He sits down, closes his eyes too, and adjusts the towel around his waist. I catch a glimpse (because of course I just did this move) and see that he's already hard, must have followed me in, and is looking for someone to help him out. The first guy opens his eyes to see who is joining us. Maybe he's not into the guy, because he looks at me, looks down at my open towel, and gets up. He walks out to the jacuzzi, takes off his towel, and steps in.
I can see the jacuzzi from inside the sauna, so I follow my guy. Outside the jacuzzi is a line of 4 empty chairs. Sitting down, I adjust my towel just the same again as my jacuzzi twunk watches my cock flop around. I look at him, and he quickly looks away. Looking back into the sauna, I see the second guy jerking alone. He looks at me and I smile.
In the jacuzzi, after a few mins, the twunk is soaping his titties down. My dick is pulsing and I can't look away. As other guys come into the shower area, I'm trying not to obviously drool and stare at this boy as he scrubs down in the tub for me. My towel is lifting upward at my crotch, obviously hard and unable to stop myself. Adjusting my towel again, I look at the twunk and head to the showers.
There's an art to luring a guy into the gym shower. It's an eye language, cruising in its most primitive form. The twunk knew I wanted him, and I knew he wanted me. If the second guy hadn't come into the sauna I'd probably already be on my knees sucking him dry. But as I step into the shower at the far end of the row, the door is left slightly ajar. He's walking by the shower stalls, drying off from the jacuzzi, and casually looking at each shower as he passes by. I'm soaping up my ass as he peers in. I nod. He takes off his towel again, hangs it up, and quietly steps inside.
This twunk doesn't say a word. He turns me around, holds me up against the shower wall, and slides his raw dick inside me.
Quietly, he pounds away on my ass. We try to keep the wet sound of his body smacking against my cheeks quiet, but neither of us want to slow down. He kisses me from behind as he works on my hole. Finally, the twunk takes a series of deep breaths and bursts inside me. Anyone outside the shower stall would know what's going on. He finishes, and pulls out. I clean his dick off with my mouth and he rinses in the shower water. With a wink and a smile, he steps out, grabs his towel, and vanishes.
I hang back in the shower for a moment to avoid suspicion by gym employees. I turn the water off, dry off, and walk down the hall of shower stalls to leave. Catching a glimpse through a slightly ajar shower door, I see the second guy from the sauna standing in a steamy hot shower jerking that cock. He totally must have heard that guy fucking me. He's been waiting his turn. I smile. He nods. I take off my towel again, hang it up, and quietly step inside. Again, without a word, this second guy holds me up against the shower wall and pounds a second nut into my ass. He was aggressive, eager to use someone in the shower today. I was glad it was me. I can't wait for my next workout today.
