EP3 | Cruised In The Gym Showers By The Straight Fitness Trainer (Patreon)

This fictional story features only adult characters (18+) and portrays consensual interactions throughout. I was right in front of him, my

This fictional story features only adult characters (18+) and portrays consensual interactions throughout.

I was right in front of him, my hand gripping the end of his cock. His hand was still holding the rest.

He was staring at me.

I wasn’t sure if he was going to scream, punch me, or do something worse.

All I know is that seeing this man masturbate so close to me drove me mad, and I couldn’t stop.

He wouldn’t move; he just looked at me. Then, he slowly removed his hand from his cock and let his arms fall to his sides. Afterwards, he closed his eyes again.

I was not going to question it. I now took a proper grip of his cock and started wanking him. My hand just fit around it, he was so thick! I couldn’t believe how incredible his cock felt, meaty and warm and so hard it was almost pulsing. I wanted to make sure he enjoyed this, so I got both my hands and started really working his cock.

I jerked him from base to tip; there was so much pre cum it was easy to get a good rhythm. I made sure my grip was tight and worked that cock as if my life depended on it.

Matt’s eyes remained closed as he moaned and grunted while I wanked him.

“Mmmm, fuck” he said, “wank me, fuckkk yeah."

I could just hear him over the sound of the shower, but hearing him say that nearly made me cum without touching my cock.

I grew bolder as he clearly enjoyed it, and who knows if I’ll get this chance again, so I started wanking him with one hand while feeling his body with the other.

Wow.

I ran my hand up his abs and to his pecs, his big, meaty pecs, as the water ran down him from the shower. I felt his nipple, and he gasped a little. He liked his nipples being touched. I gently pinched and squeezed one nipple, then the other one. I felt his cock twitch a little in my hand.

I then brought my hand down and put it on his balls, fuck, they felt good. His balls were smooth; he obviously shaves and keeps them tidy. His pubes were also shaved, so he clearly likes to keep it all tidy.

I started tugging on his balls a little and massaging them as I kept wanking his cock.

Matt was now grunting loudly; his entire body was tightening.

Fuck I think he’s gonna cum.

I’m gonna make this god of a man cum.

I went harder now, leaning into him to really jerk his cock. I kept my warm hand on his balls, massaging them.

He’s close, I can feel it.

“Unnnggggggg fuckkkkkkk” Matt grunted out.

His eyes shot open, and he looked straight into my eyes as I felt his cock jerk and his cum started spraying out. I felt stream after stream hit my chest. I looked down to watch it shoot out of his cock.

What a fucking sight.

I looked back up and Matt was just staring at me. I kept jacking him while he kept shooting.

It went on for ages; he just kept cumming.

Finally, he stopped, and his whole body relaxed.

My hand was still holding onto his cock. I didn’t want to let go, but eventually I released his meat from my grip and stepped back.

Matt didn’t say anything; he just stood there panting, in a post-orgasm daze. I wasn’t sure what to do, so I turned and walked back to my cubicle.

When I turned back, Matt had already closed his shower cubicle doors. I could see him washing his body under the shower through the crack in his door.

I shut the doors to my shower.

After about a minute, I heard his shower stop. He dried himself and left without saying a word or even glancing at me.

I didn’t care; I got to feel his cock and wank him till he shot a huge load all over me. And staring into his eyes as he orgasmed was so intense. He had this look of pure lust. I felt like I’d won the lottery.

I still had some of his cum on me; his shower had washed some off annoyingly, but he shot such a huge load that I still had some on my chest and legs.

I scooped it all up and got to taste his beautiful, sweet, and salty flavour again. Then I wiped the rest on my cock and used it as lube to wank. I was so hard as I jacked my cock thinking of how good his cock felt in my hand and how incredible it felt as he shot his load.

Very quickly, I shot my load all over the shower wall and floor. I stood there gasping for breath as the last of my orgasm subsided.

I showered off and then headed to the changing rooms.

Matt was gone, of course.

After I changed, I started thinking about what happened. Again, he hadn’t touched me, but we had done a lot more than last time. It seemed I was getting used by a straight guy to get off.

Normally, this isn’t me. I like a little romance, to get to know someone before jumping into bed. And here I was being used and then ignored, but this guy. But I didn’t care one bit. I would do anything this man wanted, take as little or as much as he would give me; that was the truth. He was just too damn good-looking. I felt lucky to even be in his presence, let alone allowed to touch his cock and get him off.

That night, I dreamt of the shower, of Matt and his perfect cock. But this time, as I wanked him, I felt his hand on the top of my head pushing me down towards his cock, and his hands holding my head as he slid his cock into my mouth…

When I woke up the next morning, I desperately hoped to see him again in the showers and make my dream a reality.