The Locer Room

About a month went by and I hadn't run into him again. Every time I showed up for my workout I would look for him, and would be disappointed every time. After a while I had given up hope and moved on with my life.

It was a chilly night in mid December and I had just climbed out of the warm pool. I was walking down the hallway towards the locker room when I heard a clanking sound from the next room. I peeked into the weight room and saw somebody on one of the weight machines. I couldn't see his face, but when I checked the mirror I realized that not only was it him, but he was looking directly at me.

My face went red hot and I felt my dick jolt. He gave me a cheeky smile and nodded in the direction of the locker room. I got the hint and wordlessly headed over to the change room, my dick growing harder with every step.

I dropped off my stuff and headed into the shower room, once again picking the corner shower. I turned the faucet and felt the warm water flow over my body, every nerve making my skin feel electric. My heart was beating out of my chest.

I started to stroke myself gently, making sure that I was rock hard, but not letting myself get too far. I closed my eyes and let the sensations wash over me, small moans escaping from me.

I hadn't heard him come in but I felt his bulk press against me from behind. His hard cock pressed against my ass as he whispered into my ear.

"I was starting to worry you weren't gonna come back."

He reached around and replaced my hand with his, softly stroking me under the warm water. I let out a low moan. He kept stroking until I started to get close, my breathing speeding up. Noticing this, he stopped.

Before I could even react, he turned me around and pushed me against the cool tile wall. He was so strong and I couldn't stop myself from letting out a small whimper.

"God, you've been thinking about this huh?" he cooed, grinning. "You've been wanting this so bad huh?"

With this he grabbed my balls gently and I moaned again.

"Yes," I finally replied, my voice weak. "Yes I wanted this so bad."

"So you want me to do whatever I want to you then, huh?"

"Yes, please." My face was red hot and my heart felt like it was going to pound out of my chest. I mean blowjobs were one thing but this sounded like he wanted to do much more.

And I wanted all of it.

He pushed his body against mine, putting our cocks right next to each other between our stomachs. I could smell him, his sweat and his musk and my god the scent was intoxicating.

Then he leaned in and kissed me.

And I kissed him back.

I felt his tongue push gently into my mouth as I gave myself to him completely, moaning against him. He reached down and grabbed both of our cocks with one of his hands and started gently stroking us both off.

I was so worked up at this point that I knew I wouldn't last long, and before I could even say anything I felt myself tip over the edge. I moaned against his mouth as my cum splashed out, coating my stomach, his stomach, his hand, and both our cocks. The water from the shower flowed down my chest and began mixing with my cum.

He then gently pushed me to my knees.

"Clean up your mess if you want this to continue."

I didn't bother with the cum on his stomach as the shower water was washing that off, and instead went straight for his cock. I licked and lapped and cleaned my cum off of his rock hard dick. It was warm and salty, but different than I remembered his tasting.

As soon as it was clean I wanted to start sucking him off, but he grabbed my chin before I could and tilted my head to look up at him. He simply smiled and shook his head, pulling me back up to my feet.

He then turned me back around and bent me over, leaning me back against the wall. I felt his slippery cock slide against my ass, and suddenly realized where this was going. I had never had another man inside of me like that, but I had been thinking about it for the past month.

"Stay here," he said, and I heard him walk to the bench on the other side of the room. I heard a rustling sound and then he returned, placing a small bottle on the little shower shelf next to me. I read the label and realized it was good silicone lube.

Fuck.

He pushed himself against me again and started slowly stroking my cock. I was still tender from before and every stroke felt so intense, but sure enough I was rock hard in no time. He then grabbed the lube and i heard him squeeze some into his hand. After a few seconds I felt his fingers slip between my cheeks and rub excess lube against my tight hole.

Suddenly I felt a surge of energy and excitement, and turned my face so I could see him.

"Fuck me well, I want this to be worth how long I had to wait," I said, suddenly feeling cocky as hell.

He only chuckled and pushed me against the wall even harder. "OK" was all he said before I felt one of his fingers pushing against my hole. I relaxed and it slipped in.

He started fingering me slowly, both warming me up and lubing me up. Before long he added a second finger, slowly pushing them in as far as they would go.

I let out a grunt, "Ah, fuck."

At this he pulled his fingers out and I finally felt what I had been craving, his head pushing gently against my hole. I relaxed as much as I could and felt my hole give way, his head sliding in with a soft pop.

His dick head was fully in my ass. Fuck.

Then he began slowly pushing in. After a few seconds he pulled back out to the base of his head before pushing in again, a bit further this time. His dick brushed past my prostate and I gasped as a jolt of pleasure shot through my whole body. He pushed past it and then pulled back, his head prodding my prostate every time he pushed back in.

I started moaning and he finally pushed in all the way. I felt his balls hit my taint and he growled into my ear. "Good boy."

A jolt of lightning shot through my dick at that, and I knew I was leaking like crazy. He left it in all the way for a couple moments, letting me fully adjust, before pulling back and starting to slowly fuck me. Before long he started to pick up speed, his balls slapping my ass with every stroke. I started to push back into him at the same rhythm, every stroke pushing my prostate and sending waves of pleasure through my whole body.

I lost myself completely in the pleasure of it all. I was moaning and yelling as he grunted and growled into my ear. Suddenly he pulled out all the way and I let out a small whimper against my will. My ass felt empty and before I could complain he turned off the water, grabbed my hand, and walked me back into the locker room.

He laid his towel down on one of the benches and laid down on it, his legs on either side of it and his cock pointing straight up. I realized what his plan was and climbed into his lap, his cock slipping between my cheeks. We kissed again, hungry and ferocious, and then I sat back up and positioned myself over his cock.

I put his head against my hole and lowered myself down, feeling each inch as he slid into me. I reached the bottom and my cock rested on his stomach. Before I could do anything else he grabbed my hips and started fucking into me. He bounced me hard and fast and my cock hit his belly with every thrust. God, this felt so fucking good. I knew I wasn't going to last.

I locked eyes with him and he grinned at me, fucking into me as fast and hard as he could. I moaned let myself go completely into the pleasure again. I felt the pressure build in me again, and I knew I was going to blow.

"Fuck fuck fuck!" I yelled and he buried himself as deep as he could one last time as I felt the pressure break, wave after wave of unimaginable pleasure crashing over me. The first shot of my cum flew over his head onto the towel, the second hitting him in the chin. I felt every last drop empty out of me all over him, gasping as I was completely spent and I collapsed against him.

Before I could do anything else he started fucking me again, hard and fast. It was only a minute or so before I heard his breathing speed up and with a grunt he finally broke and drove himself fully into my ass, as he emptied his load deep inside me. I could feel his dick pulsing and spasming, and I could feel his hot load filling me up.

When he was finally spent we just laid there for a minute before he finally pulled his softening dick out of me. We stood up and once again walked over to the showers without a word and cleaned ourselves off.

After the shower we went to our lockers, once again nearby each other, and got dressed. Before he left he walked over and tilted my head up by my chin and kissed me one more time.

"My name is Alex by the way," he said with a cheeky smile, sliding a business card into my hand and walking away and out of the locker room. I grinned and put the card in my wallet, knowing I would be texting him very, very soon.