Editor's note: this story contains scenes of non-consensual or reluctant sexual situations.
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When I was eighteen I got a membership for a local 24 hour gym and would always go workout at 2:00 a.m.; right after I got off work. I had trouble sleeping right away and working out seemed to help me unwind; besides, there weren't a lot of people in the gym late at night.
One night after working out I decided to go into the sauna and even though I wasn't total comfortable with it, I went in naked with a tool wrapped around me because that's what everyone else did.
This night there was another guy, sitting in the middle of the sauna when I came in, so I sat at the other end of the room and leaned against the wall with my eyes closed.
"Have a good workout?" he caught me by surprised as I had started to drift off to sleep.
"Yes, I had a good workout, thanks" I said and was about to close my eyes again but something caught me by surprise. This guy, probably in his earlier forties, was leaning against the wall with his towel open stroking himself.
I sat there staring at him -- this was the first time I really saw another dick, besides my own -- except when I've taken a shower after working out and another guy was also taking one; but I never really looked before.
This guy was leaning against the wall -- the same as I had been -- with his eyes closed and rubbing his hand up and down the shaft of his dick.
"I've seen you here before hav...." He started to say, but stop when he opened his eyes and saw me looking at him stroke his cock.
"I'm sorry," he said, "but seeing a young stud like you just turns me on and I can't help myself." As he talked he never stopped stroking his cock.
"I'm sorry too," I said, "I didn't mean to stare at you."
"That's ok, buddy, I'm seeing your cock in my mind, so I guess I'm staring at you." He winked at me -- still jacking off -- and then laughed hard. I tried to smile but the whole thing made me uncomfortable.
Then he stopped what he was doing, sat forward and asked, "So, are you really strong?" I found myself having trouble even answering the question because this situation made me so nervous.
"So are you?" he asked again.
"Am I what?" I asked, finding it hard to look at him while he was laying there stroking away like it was normal. I was also fighting the urge to get up and leave the room; and confused by my own hard cock under my towel?
"I asked if you are strong?" he repeated.
I finally turned away and looked across the room hoping he didn't realize I had a hard-on and then turned back to him and looked at his eyes and said, "I don't know, why do you ask?"
He got up and walked over and stood in front of me with his still erect cock pointing at me as I looked at his eyes again -- feeling a little unsure of what he was doing -- trying to avoid looking at his dick.
"I bet I can make you suck my dick without using my hands." His words actually scared me and now I was sure I just needed to get up and leave; I was even sure that my dick was losing its erection -- but it wasn't and that made me afraid to stand up.
He looked at me with an evil grin, "Come on, you're not afraid are you?"
"Ok," I said trying to sound brave, even though my voice was faltering "make me suck your dick without using your hands."
He stood right in front of me -- with his hands behind his back -- and thrusting his hips forward, got his dick right up to my face and actually put it against my cheek and by moving his hips back and force, rubbed it across my face. I wanted to move away, but I felt under his control and was sure that he would say that he played by the rules and I cheated and for some reason this mattered to me.
He moved his hips to one side (his hands still behind his back) and let his dick run across my lips leaving a trail of pre-cum. Without really thinking, I wiped the pre-cum off of my lips with the back of my hand. He didn't even pause -- it was like he expected me to do that and was waiting for me to -- he plunged his body forward and his dick parted my lips a little, even as I tried to force them shut, then just the tip of his fat cock was pushing against my clinched teeth and I quickly turned my head to the side.
"That was close." He laughed.
Then he moved his foot up to the bench I was sitting on and with his foot he flipped my towel open exposing my erection. I blushed with my dick exposed like that.
"Oh, we are closer than I thought." He moved his foot up and pushed my dick against the side of my thigh rubbing it. I gasped and my mouth opened with surprise -- I didn't even realize my mouth was open -- he dropped his foot back to the floor and trust his hips forward and his cock went into my mouth.
I had his dick in my mouth with my cock exposed and all I could think is that someone is going to walk in and see me. He also had me pinned against the wall and all I could think is why did I agree to play this stupid game?
I tried to turn my head away, but he forced himself forward and more of his dick entered into my mouth. I couldn't believe this was actually happening -- oh my god, this guy has his dick in my mouth and I can't maneuver away from him -- and the guy was stronger than I expected him to be and he wasn't backing off.
Then he backed up until his dick pulled back out of my mouth and was about six inches away from my face pulsating up in the air.