Dr. Ferguson's Spa Night at the Gym

My experience with Julian, the Norwegian athlete, opened me to a new way of viewing the world and men I encountered in my daily life. Until Julian, I'd never had a male to male sexual experience. Julian taught me to always expect the unexpected. It was the unexpected that greeted me when I went to my local gym only a month after Julian left.

I hit the gym for my usual Thursday evening workout about an hour and a half before closing. Jordan, the good-looking Assistant Manager, was attending the front desk and greeted me with his usual formal "Good evening, Mr. Ferguson."

Jordan was in his late twenties, had a beautiful smile, and his ruggedly handsome face was topped by close-cropped curly auburn hair. I never failed to notice the tufts of dark fur that peaked out above the collar of his t-shirts and the fine dark hair that swathed his muscular arms and hands. I had been hoping one day to catch Jordan in the shower, so I could view the full package.

After greeting me, Jordan leaned over the counter and whispered, "stick around after hours, Mr. Ferguson. Taylor and I are having our monthly spa night tonight after closing. You're welcome to join us."

Somewhat surprised, I muttered, "Sure, glad to. Thanks!" Taylor was one of the jocks who often worked the front desk.

I went ahead and did my usual workout that included 20 minutes on the treadmill followed by several reps of bicep curls, squats, and crunches. Once during the workout, Jordan passed through the weight room as I was performing ab crunches. I caught his eye and he gave me a wink and flashed a smile. Anxious to find out what 'spa night' could mean, I hurriedly finished my workout, got undressed, and climbed into the jacuzzi.

It was nearing closing time. I heard Jordan on the PA system announce that the gym was closing, and that everyone should leave. Just at that time Taylor entered the wet area wearing only a towel. Taylor is a cute ginger jock with a nice beard. He stands about 5'8", has muscular rugby thighs, nicely defined pecs and biceps, and glutes you could bounce a quarter on. And his whole body is covered in the finest ginger fur that gathers to a thick treasure trail from his abs down to his uncut 7" cock and huge nuts.

I was climbing out of the jacuzzi, when Taylor piped up, "it's okay, Mr. Ferguson. It's spa night. You can stay a while longer." Taylor undraped his towel to reveal his awesome body then got in the jacuzzi as well.

Jordan soon entered still wearing his usual workout togs. He announced, "everyone's gone and the doors are locked. Let spa night begin."

At that, he began pulling off his t-shirt. My mouth gaped as he revealed his well-built chest, covered with a thick mat of fur, leaving only his prominent pink nipples, the size of quarters, showing. He kicked off his trainers and slipped off his shorts. He then turned his back toward me and Taylor, displaying his furry bubble butt. As his slipped his jock strap off, he bent all the way over to reveal his heavy hairy nuts and hairy buttcrack. My cock instantly began to grow and stiffen as I took in the sight of Jordan's gorgeous body.

Jordan went in the steam room. Taylor and I quickly followed. Jordan was sitting on the upper bench, legs spread apart working his cock. He smiled and said, "Come on in Mr. Ferguson. It's spa night. Time to have a little fun."

Taylor approached Jordan and began licking his nuts. I approached and stood staring as I watched Taylor engulf Jordan's nut sack, his own cock stiffening.

"Don't be shy, Mr. Ferguson," Jordan said, "join the party."

I reached out and took Jordan's cock in my hand and began slowly jacking it. I could feel Jordan's cock begin to stiffen and stretch, finally reaching its full eight inches after about a minute of stroking. Jordan reached over and pulled my head down toward his cock. I swallowed his cock, slowly working all the way down until my lips met his pubes, then worked my way up to the tip again. As I reached the tip, Taylor joined me. Our lips met over Jordan's thick mushroom head. Taylor and I shared Jordan's thick dick, sliding our lips up and down on either side of his shaft. Jordan gave us encouragement, moaning and muttering, "fuck that's good, keep it up, work my cock. Yeah, that's it."

After a few minutes of slurping on Jordan's thick cock, he suddenly pushed us away.

"Turn around, Taylor, show me that ass!" Jordan ordered.

Taylor spun around and bent over, spreading his ass cheeks. Jordan leaned down and nuzzled between Taylor's ginger-furred cheeks, began rimming his pink hole. I hopped down from the bench and positioned myself in front of Taylor, my boner level with his face. Taylor swallowed my cock, moaning as Jordan worked his tongue over his hole.

Jordan stood up, and jacking his cock said, "Ok, Taylor, ready for it?"

Taylor let my cock slip from his mouth and sputtered "Yes, shove it in me. Pound my hole, Jordan."

Jordan worked his cock into Taylor's tight hole. Taylor went back to sucking my cock in long strokes. I grabbed Taylor by his ginger locks and pulled his face down hard on my cock and began face-fucking him. Jordan continued pounding his hole furiously. The steam and the sex had the three of us close to overheating. Jordan pulled out of Taylor's bum and said, "Let's hit the showers boys."

This gym had only large open showers instead of stalls. So there was plenty of room for the action to continue. We each claimed a shower head and got the water going. Taylor stood behind Jordan, wrapped his arms around him from behind and began lathering up his furry pecs. I stood in front of Jordan and started lathering his thick cock and low-hanging nuts. Jordan leaned toward me and we locked in a passionate kiss, his tongue probing deep into my mouth and me sucking on his lips.

After a few minutes, Jordan slid down to the floor between me and Taylor. He reached out and took our cocks in each hand and began jacking us. With the shower spray running in rivulets over his face, he began sucking our cocks, alternating between each of us. I pulled Taylor's face toward me and kissed him hard. I was turned on by his beautiful red beard and began rubbing my face across his chin and cheeks, feeling his beard scratch across my face. All the while, Jordan continued sucking both of us. I looked down and became mesmerized by Jordan working Taylor's pink foreskin back and forth over his purple dick head with his lips. I was close to cumming. I stepped back and began jacking my cock.

Jordan looked up, saying, "Yeah, Mr. Ferguson, shoot in my face."

Taylor and I were pumping our cocks while Jordan looked up at us, water streaming down over his beautiful eyes, his mouth open, ready to receive our loads. Taylor groaned as he shot a heavy load of three, four, then five streams of thick cream over Jordan's face. Jordan licked the last beads of cum from Taylor's fat dick. That put me over the top. I shot two quick spurts over Jordan's cheeks while he was still licking Taylor. He then turned his open mouth toward me, and I shot three more ropes into his mouth, a fourth flew up into his right eye. Jordan swallowed my cum, then went down on my cock, taking every last drop. I pulled Jordan up into a standing position. Then Taylor and I knelt at his cock and waited anxiously until Jordan blew a huge load across both our faces and onto our tongues. Taylor and I kissed again and shared Jordan's load between us. We ended up in a three-way kiss, standing under the shower.

We toweled down, and after cooling off, got dressed. Heading out the gym's entrance into the parking lot, Jordan turned and asked, "So how did you like spa night, Mr. Ferguson?" "Loved it," I said, "when's the next one?" I was looking for my chance to fuck Taylor's hole too.