To any readers, this is my first attempt at writing erotic fiction. And while some of this story is based on actual persons, the events are fiction. Please use protection in real life. For the purposes of this story, I just thought it made it more fun.
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~Jim
Gloryhole Management
I sat there in his office trying to listen desperately to the instructions that my manager was giving, but it was no use. My mind was fixated on that bulge that was secured between his legs. I could locate his bulge no matter the type of pants he was wearing. Standing 6 feet tall with a fit build and charming demeanor his appearance belied his actual age of 49. I didn't normally go for older guys, enjoying the pleasures of spunky college age men and their ability to hump without conscience. My manager Jim was different. He had a confidence and calm, yet friendly, demeanor that put me at ease and intrigued me.
Flashback, Two months earlier:
Jim had chosen me and some others to be on a work team for the launch of a new program. The long hours forced me to shift my workout routine to the morning which is where I saw my manager on a regular basis and learned that Jim spent a lot of time keeping himself in good physical condition at a local gym. It was only natural that we had a lot of locker room interaction, since we had the same schedule. During that time, I saw Jim in various states of undress and watched his confident strut across the locker room to the open showers to cleanse his muscular body. Early on, I found myself captivated by the way he soaped himself, making sure to reach every nook washing his oversized balls and thick cut cock. It wasn't just the sheer size of his package that was noticeable, but the near perfect shape and symmetry. Jim's balls were the size of kiwis and always hung evenly with each other and within a couple inches of his body creating a big full look. His shaft was a cut and unblemished hunk of meat forming a 6" long and uniformly wide shaft capped with a blunt, plump head. The attention with which Jim soaped his privates was equally as spellbinding as the way he air dried his body while chatting with the other patrons of the gym; seemingly unaware that his cock would swing back and forth to his drying motions.
Needless to say, during the two months of being surrounded by this sturdy, confident, and handsome older man my fantasies went wild. I would secretively watch Jim the minute he entered the locker room to the point where he pulled on his white hanes briefs that framed his package so perfectly. I was always fascinated by the fact that he could stuff his big balls and wide soft penis into the pouch of his hanes creating a heavy bulge. Occasionally, he would wear different color Hanes or bikini style briefs that only enhanced his bulge from the cut and color of the different styles. The profile of his underwear clad package showed how his fat flaccid cock was draped over his full sperm-filled nuts with a look only achieved by most men wearing a cock ring. Jim's body was so well proportioned that he looked as good, if not better in his briefs than when he was naked. The tight briefs only amplified his masculinity by showing the promising bulge of manhood beneath. Occasionally, Jim would wear a jock to participate in aerobic activity classes. In all my years of sports, I had rarely seen a jockstrap fit an athlete's frame as perfectly as Jim's. The ass straps framed his meaty bubble butt and the pouch hung so heavily with his ample package that it pulled the waistband down at the center. Watching Jim's unusual dance to adorn the jockstrap was an erotic sight as well. He would squat slightly and pull out the pouch to make sure that when he stood up again that his cock and balls were perfectly situated. He would then grab the waistband and move it up and down several times to bounce his package into the correct place before grabbing his basket in an open palm grip to secure the final placement. The result was a well stuffed pouch where you could see his cock straining at the tight pouch. The head of that nice cock was outlined in the straining fabric of the jock.
I got so used to watching my manager that I thought I could see his dick outlined in his pants; whether he sat at his desk or stood for presentations, the bulging crotch left an erotic outline.
Flashforward to present:
It was the week before our program was scheduled to launch, and I was sitting at work doing overtime listening to Jim go on about the necessary things to-do-list before program launch. As mentioned earlier, I was having a hard time concentrating because Jim was wearing some old 501 Levis due to the fact that it was Saturday and it was decided that everyone should at least be comfortable if they had to come to work on their weekends. The bulge in those old faded button-fly jeans was creating some serious difficulty for my focus. And, when Jim turned around his ass completely filled out the worn denim seat, creating even more tension on the stuffed pouch. Jim seemed oblivious as he continued to prattle on about the coming launch. About 20 minutes later, the meeting ended and everyone disbanded to their respective work areas. I remembered that I had to ask for next Wednesday off and went to find Jim before he went to another meeting. Unfortunately, his office was empty when I arrived.
I decided to go to lunch instead, and ran to the bathroom before heading out. Jim was already at the urinal relieving himself. My throat went dry but I walked up next to him at the trough-style urinal and proceeded to pee. I found it hard not to try and sneak a glimpse of his dick as he relieved himself. I was rewarded with an unobstructed view of Jim's cock sticking out of the fly of his briefs with his hands on his hips in a superman-like pose. The force of the stream and the nonchalant demeanor of my boss made my face flush. We finished up at the same time and I tried not to stare as Jim squeezed and shook the last remaining drops, carefully tucking himself back into his Hanes Select. Even though I had a regular view of my naked boss at the gym every morning, I never got tired of taking opportunities to see his cock.
My head was filled with fantasies for the rest of the day as I pictured Jim in every conceivable scenario that ended with his cock exposed and dangling in my face, or penetrating my ass.
I went home that night to crash from a long day, but couldn't shake the images of my boss from my head. After about 3 hours of being sexually frustrated, I headed to a local adult video store in a neighboring town about 30 minutes away. It had a several gloryholes and peepholes for sucking or voyeuristic pleasure. I had only sucked guys a couple dicks through the glory holes, as I was a very picky person that required seeing a clean dick and a good looking guy before performing any kind of sexual act. When I arrived, the place looked moderately busy. I headed into the dimly lit building and chose a booth that had a nice sized gloryhole and peep hole. I used the peep hole to spy on shy guys or guys that didn't want any contact. In the span of two hours, I watched three men enter the adjacent booth and stroke their loads off to one of the movies. None of the guys wanted a blowjob, despite my solicitations. I patiently watched as these guys got themselves hard and pulled out their cocks and shot their loads all over the floor of the booth. I became hornier the longer I waited and watched these men drop their loads on the ground. The smell of cum permeated the air, and their fluids mixed together on the floor in a puddle of desperate lust. I gently stroked myself as I watched these anonymous men satisfy their lusty urges from beginning to end.
I was just getting settled down and thought about leaving when a new patron entered the adjacent booth after 30 minutes. I waited for the person to get adjusted to the dim lighting before using the peephole to check out my new booth buddy.
The new patron fed some money into the video machine; light instantly filled the tiny booth to illuminate the face of the new stranger. I drew my breath in sharply as I recognized the handsome mustached face of my boss that was intently focused on the graphic images playing out on the screen. My pounding heart momentarily drowned out the sexual sounds of the booth. Jim idly massaged the growing bulge in his jeans as he browsed the selection of movies to be seen. I noticed that he was especially interested in the blowjob films, showing pretty girls sucking and gagging on big cocks. He would pause for minutes at a time, while absent mindedly massaging his bulge. I watched as Jim un-tucked his casual work shirt and unfastened his belt. He proceeded to hike up the tails of his shirt until his bulge was exposed again. From my vantage point, I could see that Jim was watching a gloryhole movie, featuring a young latina gorging herself on a fat cock while she played with her clit. Jim undid the buttons on his jeans and stood slightly to push the jeans down to the floor. Clearly exposed in the light of the flickering porn were Jim's bulging Hanes Select; The cotton fabric now stretched tautly over his enormous hardon. In the meantime, I pulled my aching cock from the confines of my pants and paced myself while watching this surreal scenario.
Jim pulled the waistband of his briefs down and tucked it under his balls stroking his cock to the images on the screen. Jim's dick was rock hard and sticking out at a 45 degree angle from his body with clearly visible drops of pre cum forming at his fat knob that he smeared over his shaft while he stroked. While impressive when flaccid, my boss' dick was even more impressive when erect, standing 10 inches long and at least 7-1/2 inches thick. I was finally getting to see my boss' erect cock after fantasizing about it for months in a very vulnerable, private moment. I swooned when seeing how his fingers barely touched when he gripped his shaft and stroked. He would stroke for a couple minutes while watching the screen, and then rest while his cock bobbed and jerked up and down against his stomach in anticipation of being stroked again. Jim's cock never lost its turgid strength, but rather stood proudly as he casually took his time to pleasure himself.
I got up the nerve to clear my throat and make my presence known. This was the first step in my play to suck my boss' cock. I watched intently as it took several attempts before Jim turned away from the screen to investigate the noisy throat clearing. His gaze fell across the gloryhole near the entrance of the booth at which point he leaned closer to the hole to get a better look. I stuck my finger at the hole and crooked my finger as if I was beckoning him closer while watching his reactions from my vantage point at the peephole. My boss stood up and walked to the gloryhole slowly, seemingly unsure what he was going to do once he reached the hole in the wall. I flipped to the gloryhole film so that it would be the first thing he saw if he stooped down to look through the hole. I carefully kept myself out of view in case Jim decided to try and get a view of me in the next booth. I watched as my boss looked into my booth and watched the video on the screen. Staying away from the gloryhole, I gestured again for Jim to put his cock through the hole. Minutes passed as I waited intently for Jim's reaction. My heart was pounding as a wave of fear washed over me thinking about the consequences of being caught. My brain was telling me to leave and keep my job, but my dick was telling me to stay and seduce my boss. I stayed.
Slowly, Jim stood up and walked back to his seat. He paced back and forth before stepping up to the hole and pushing his raging cock through the hole. In the time it took to make up his mind, his cock had not lost any hardness. My pulse raced as I leaned close to that beautiful cock and licked the plump head. Jim's cock jerked while I covered the girthy cock with my saliva. I wanted to take my time and show Jim what a good cocksucker I was. Hopefully, if I did well, he would come back again. Plus, I wanted to savor this moment in case it never happened again. I had to open my mouth extremely wide to take the girth presented before me. I gently massaged Jim's plump balls while I licked and slurped his cock into the back of my mouth and stabbed at the entrance to my throat. I could hear moans and incoherent babble coming from Jim as I gave him the best blowjob I knew how. He started thrusting gently when his cock would reach the back of my mouth, wanting badly for his cock to go deeper. I obliged by relaxing and changing the angle of my head slightly to allow his dick to slide deep. Jim's moaning got louder as his dick plunged into my throat. I gripped his heavy nuts and repeatedly slid his cock deep into my throat, ignoring the uncomfortable pain in my throat from the massive girth, until my nose was mashed in his pubes. The amount of precum this guy was leaking was so incredible that it felt like I had a case of post nasal drip. My ministrations continued for almost 8 more minutes until Jim's balls started getting tighter and the precum flowed more plentifully. His groans came more often until all I could hear was, "Oh god, oh god, oh god...I'm gonna cum!" I pumped my boss' spit slicked shaft with my hand while twirling my tongue all over the underside of his cock head. The blast of cum that shot from Jim's cock surprised me in the suddenness and quantity of the load. I quickly gulped down the treasure of my boss' sweet cum and stroked his cock lovingly as I pulled back to look at the beautiful cock still grasped in my hand. As soon as the cock popped from my mouth, another massive rope of cum blasted me in the face followed by two lesser spurts of cum, dripping on my clothes. I quickly shoved the cock back in my mouth to receive the remaining dribbles of his load until the orgasm had completely subsided. After the volleys and the last of cum oozed from his cock's bloated head, Jim's cock jerked with the electric pulses of post-orgasmic bliss. This guy was capable of shooting some serious Peter North sized loads; a good portion of which was on my clothes.
I regretfully watched that beautiful cock disappear back through the gloryhole and spied on Jim as he stuffed his semi into his briefs and stumbled back to his seat to watch the remaining time on his video console.
"Holy shit"! I said under my breath, looking at my cum soaked shirt. I was feeling overwhelmed with my horniness brought on by the reality of sucking my dream dick. I fisted my cock in preparation of my own orgasm. I watched Jim in the other booth while reliving the past 10 minutes, the memory of his dick in my mouth and the smell of his cum on my clothes had my cock extremely hard. I pulled out a dildo that I usually bring with me to the gloryhole and set it on the chair where I was sitting. I stripped naked and neatly folded my clothes, setting them in the corner of the booth. I greased up the 6" dildo and positioned it at my pre-lubed hole before slowly working it into my tight hole. I released my aching cock and focused on working the dildo in and out to get me loosened up. I bounced up and down on the cock looking through the peephole to see Jim still watching a porn movie in the other booth. My mind went into overdrive as I grunted and sighed feeling the blunt head of the dildo slide back and forth over my inflamed prostate. I was delighted to see Jim's cock hard again and stretched over his thigh encased in the tight white briefs as his hand stimulating the underside of his dick through the cotton. The screaming of the actress in Jim's video was loud enough to drown out my moaning, but I decided to throw caution to the wind again and draw attention to myself by increasing the volume of my moaning by thrusting the dildo deeper and faster into my ass. Jim's cock had shot its load only 5 minutes earlier and was already hard again as he watched the hardcore scene play out.
My moaning must have caught Jim's attention because he would periodically glance over at the gloryhole intermittently as he played with his dick and then turn his attention back to the screen. By this point I was crazy with lust watching Jim's cock leak fluid into the fabric of his briefs and wanted more. "Stroke that big cock", I said aloud. Jim's head whipped toward the gloryhole unsure of the things he was hearing.
"Oooooohhhh" I Moaned, "Pull out that big dick and let me see you stroke it."
Jim got this smirk on his face as he turned his chair towards the hole and cupped his balls and squeezed his shaft through the straining fabric of his tight briefs. That fucker was teasing me!! "Oh god, let me suck on that nice meat." I started to whimper. "I want to feel your cum gushing into my mouth again."
My inhibitions had faded. I was only acutely aware of my begging tone and didn't like it. I was quickly losing control to the stud in the other booth. I stuck my mouth to the gloryhole and licked my lips, hoping that Jim would take the cue and stick his dick in my mouth. After a minute of not feeling anything I looked through the hole to see Jim 3 feet from the hole massaging his mammoth mound. He flopped his cock out and nestled the waistband under his balls again, pushing them out in some sort of erotic offering. He continued to tease me by staying just out of reach and made me watch as he slowly stroked and flexed his cock. Desperate to have his cock again, I begged, "Please, let me taste it."
"What do I get in return?" Jim replied for the first time.
"Anything you want, just please, let me suck that cock again." I plead.
Jim thought about his options. He didn't consider himself gay, but he certainly enjoyed getting off. His philosophy was anything goes as long as no one got hurt, and it was between consenting adults. Besides, anyone this eager to suck a dick would perform well. He finally responded, "OK, let me think about what I want. I'll let you know my answer by the end of the blowjob."
At the end of that statement, Jim stepped forward and slid his throbbing 9 incher through the hole into my side of the booth. I stopped briefly to admire the beautiful piece of meat before me and took Jim's balls in my hand to massage them while I slicked up his shaft with my saliva. I could clearly read the waistband of his briefs stretched out in support of his balls, H-A-N-E-S. I groaned as I slid my mouth up and down his shaft, taking him deeper and deeper and rocking back and forth on the dildo still embedded deep in my cavity. Jim gave appreciative moans and occasionally pumped his dick back and forth with little fuck motions. His balls drew up tight to his body, but there was no sign of an approaching orgasm. The girth of Jim's cock became increasingly challenging to accommodate as I was unable to swallow or control my saliva. My spit was pushed out of my mouth and ran down my chin and all over Jim's shaft. I spread my saliva all over my boss' cock and used my slicked up hand to heighten his pleasure. His sighs encouraged me to try new techniques to stimulate his rod. After 30 minutes, my jaw was sore and my hand and his shaft were covered in a slobbery combination of pre-cum and spit. Subconsciously I was rocking on the dildo the entire time and was brought out of my reverie by the raw nerve endings in my ass. I had fucked myself for 30 minutes while sucking Jim, and my cock was rock hard and on the edge. I needed to cum, but wanted to hold off until Jim shot his load. I doubled my efforts and was rewarded with some intense moans from the other side of the partition. His dick started to drip more precum indicating the impending eruption of cum. I was suddenly unsure if I wanted to swallow or watch his powerful cock shoot its cum. If the load was anything like the first one, it would be truly impressive. Pumping my hand up and down the girth of Jim's shaft, I felt the cock swell and saw his balls pull up in their dance prior to dumping his seed. I got so excited that my cock started spewing my load all over my other hand and against the partition. Five huge streams of cum shot from my prostate stimulated orgasm as I struggled to maintain my focus on the dick in my mouth. The only indication of my orgasm echoed by my grunting as I sucked and pumped on Jim's dick. The pre-cum in my mouth increased until a torrent of jism rushed into the back of my throat suddenly. I gulped and swallowed vigorously trying to keep up with the assault on my tonsils as my boss' moans turned louder. The loud vocalizations only made me hornier as I milked his cock for all I was worth.
I lost track of the number of times I swallowed, but continued gently licking Jim's cock as his orgasm subsided and he became more sensitive. Unlike most guys, Jim didn't immediately pull his cock back, but let me gently lick and caress his dick with my mouth until much of the blood left his cock, leaving him with a delicious looking semi hardon. It was at this point that I realized the current situation. Both of the time on the movies we were watching had run out and we sat there in silence; me with my dildo still sticking out of my ass and my clothes and hand covered in a mixture of cum. I looked, smelled, and felt like a complete slut.
My cock nursing was interrupted by Jim's cell phone. Jim answered his phone, withdrawing his dick from the gloryhole and deftly flipping it back into his briefs, the deflating cock leaving a nice bulge
"Hey Honey." Jim greeted who I could only assume was his wife. "I'll be home soon. I'm just getting finished up.... No, they didn't have the correct size I was looking for. I'll have to check some of the other hardware stores next weekend."
At the end of the sentence, Jim thanked me for the great blowjobs squeezed his package into his tight jeans. "Oh yeah, I thought about how you can repay me. Next time, my dick gets a crack at that ass of yours."
I was so excited that there would be a next time that the weight of Jim's statement didn't fully sink in immediately. "Oh god..." was all I could say as I imagined the strain in my jaw transferred to my ass.
"Give me your number." Jim commanded.
I briefly considered not following through with the request, but I just couldn't let that magnificent man take his libido somewhere else. I jotted down my cell number and slipped it through the hole.
"I'll call you soon." was all the information that Jim gave me.
What the hell was I thinking?! Why did I give my phone number to my boss? Was I completely stupid?
Those were just some of the thoughts running through my mind as I drove back to my apartment in a mental haze. No doubt that was one of the best cocks I have ever had the pleasure of sucking. It was a perfect specimen of size and shape connected to a handsome stud with the libido of someone in their 20's. I badly wanted to have Jim fuck me, but was petrified and excited of the damage that cock could do to my anus. I drifted off to sleep that night with my fantasies running wild and cum drying on my torso.
Chapter 2
I went on with my life as normal as possible while still fantasizing about my encounter with my hunky boss. I would go to the gym in the morning and try to maintain normalcy as Jim would change within feet of me, letting his beautiful dick flop around as he got into his workout clothes. I thought I was doing ok, until one day when Jim struggled to find something in his bag.
"Damnit! Hey Erik, did you see my shorts anywhere?" Jim inquired while searching about the locker room.
I turned to see him standing in his jockstrap and almost choked. The straps of the jockstrap looked like they were straining to corral that amazing beefy ass. When I didn't respond, Jim turned to address me and I got an eyeful of his packed jock. The head of his cock was clearly visible hanging over the front of his cum swollen balls, and pushing the threadbare pouch outward. My hole twitched and my cock started to fill with blood as my mind drifted back to the previous month when I had Jim's cock shooting cum all over my face, clothes, and flooding my mouth with his cum. I was within feet of a virile sex god, and I could think of nothing except for having sex with him again.
"Maybe you forgot them." I responded while trying not to draw attention to my arousal.
"Well, I guess I'll have to make do with these." He said, referring to his gray spandex shorts that he usually wore beneath his other shorts for compression. Jim threw on his tank top and rushed out of the locker room to begin his pre cardio weight routine. I watched him exit and let out a huge breath of air, and cursed myself for being so preoccupied with thoughts of having sex.
After calming down, I wandered into the main gym area and started my weight routine. 10 minutes passed and Jim asked me for a spot on the bench press. His muscles strained to push up the incredible amount of weight as his hips also thrust upward. Jim's mounded bulge was pushed lewdly into the air as he struggled to finish the last two reps.
"Ok, your turn." He stated.
I attempted to make some lame excuse to exit this erotic scenario, but Jim wasn't leaving any room for being turned down. I adjusted the weight and lay back on the bench in preparation for the lift. The first two sets went well, but during the third set I started to falter and Jim stepped up to assist in the final 5 reps. Oh shit, is this really happening?
Jim's package was right above my face squatting slightly as I lowered the bar for the final few reps. His cloth covered manhood was within inches of my face, and the musky scent of his balls and ass drifted into my nostrils. 1 rep -- I inhale his masculine scent. 2 reps -- Blood surges to my crotch. 3 reps -- I focused on Jim's heavy ball sack. 4 reps -- Jim's cockhead was clearly visible. 5 reps -- I struggle with the bar and Jim squats to assist with the final rep causing his pouch to lightly touch the bridge of my nose.
"Almost wiped you out with that last one." Jim stated.
"I guess I think I'm stronger than I really am." I chuckled nervously. I was trying desperately to not show my arousal at having my boss' massive cloth covered pouch brushing my face a minute earlier. "Need any more help?" I offered.
"Nope, I'm just going to work the abs before hitting the body pump class."
We parted ways and continued on our individual workout routines. I would sneak glances while Jim was engrossed in his crunches watching his bulge shift and press heavily against the lycra shorts. During his breaks between ab exercises, Jim laid flat on his back with his knees bent and feet flat on the floor with his legs splayed open offering any crotch watcher a perfect opportunity to feast on his gibbous basket. I couldn't help but think back to the incident on the bench press where his package mashed my face. Damn I wanted to be his cocksucker again.
I headed back to the locker room after my workout to steam it out in the sauna. I drifted into a light daze when two friendly voices interrupted my relaxation. One was Jim's, the other I didn't recognize. Soon the owners of the voices became obvious as Jim and some other guy that I'd seen around the gym stopped in front of some lockers and continued chatting while they undressed.
"great so I'll see you tomorrow night. Lori will be so glad to see you Jim." The other guy stated. Both continued peeling off their sweat soaked gym clothes. Jim's cock popped into view first pulling down both his lycra shorts and jockstrap at the same time. His cock virtually unfolded itself from the tight confines and laid fully over his plump balls. The other guy stripped to reveal a tight muscled body that was almost void of any body fat. Although of shorter stature, his cock was disproportionately large for his 5'5" 180 pound frame. As he turned to put his clothes away, I saw a backside view of his pendulous balls hanging heavy with at least 3 inches of thick dick hanging lower. His thighs perfectly supported his super meaty ass and nestled between was a perfectly shaped pink rosebud. The arching muscle of his thighs and ass formed a perfect directional line to his sweaty hole. My cock jumped at the hot studs in my view. I groped my growing bulge as I watched these two studs carry on about their locker room business. I was pretty bold in my ministrations as I knew that the reflection of the lights against the glass of the sauna door prevented anyone from seeing inside. I was perfectly alone with my filthy thoughts and wished aloud that I would be granted the luck to see Jim and his friend naked for an extended period of time without being interrupted in the sauna.
My horny wishes were granted as Jim's cock relaxed to its natural beefy state while gathering his towel for the shower. Precum started leaking from my rock hard cock as I recalled the gigantic proportions of Jim's arousal. I could feel the size and shape of Jim's cock on my tongue pulsing and shooting spunk down my throat. I turned my attention back to Jim's friend and gasped as he had turned away from his bag to grab his towel out of his locker. The amount of cock I had witnessed when he was bent over paled in comparison to the ample schlong hanging from his lean hips. His big apricot balls hung tight and full between his muscled thighs and a python of a cock draped itself over those huge cum tanks. 6 inches of thick cut flaccid flesh hung in full view of my sex crazed mind, causing my cock to throb and bounce up against my abs. Jim swaggered over to the showers with his big flopping cock leading the way. Jim's friend rummaged in his locker for his towel and made his way to the sauna. I jumped up and pressed my hardon into the waistband of my shorts to avoid the embarrassment of being a locker room voyeur, just as the door to the darkened interior of the sauna was flooded with light from outside. I pretended to stretch my muscles as the new guy chose a spot opposite myself and threw his hulking muscled frame to the cedar planks with a thud. I now had a chance to get a closer look at this stud; his bulging muscles and tight frame packed with masculinity and erotic energy. The heat from the sauna caused his balls to relax in their silky sack and touch the sauna bench, staining the wood with sweat. I stole glances while continuing my charade of muscle stiffness and watched this guy's powerful arms and shoulders massage the tightness out of his quads as he murmured "... yeah soap up that big dick, Jimmy. Tomorrow night you're going to be in for a surprise..." he said quietly turning his head to gaze out the sauna window. I then realized that he was getting aroused while watching Jim shower and had a perfect unobstructed view of the open shower from his vantage point in the sauna. My concentration faltered and my stretching routine ended abruptly as I fell against the sauna bench.
My guest's head snapped out of his reverie as he looked into the darkened recesses of the sauna letting his eyes adjust until he spotted me sitting in the opposite corner.
"Oh hey, I didn't realize anyone was in here." He offered by way of explanation and sitting up suddenly to try and hide his growing arousal. There was no way I could have missed his growing cock. After watching Jim shower and caressing himself to some imagined encounter, this stud's cock had plumped significantly to about 8 inches of semi hardness.
"No problem. I'm just trying to release the tension in my muscles before I cramp up." I replied. And, in a sudden move of uncharacteristic boldness, I stood up and closed the gap between us with an outstretched hand and 7" inch hardon. "My name is Erik."
"Thom." He replied, still unsure how much I had heard or seen as he grabbed his sweat towel and pulled it towards his crotch.
I decided to press my luck to see where this might head. I figured that Thom was still a bit unnerved at being caught ogling my boss and with a semi in the sauna. Plus, I had never seen Thom at the gym before, and the chances of any future awkward run-ins were slim.
"Don't worry Thom, I'm in the same condition," pointing to my 7" inch boner that I swung back and forth to slap my hips for emphasis. "Besides, I won't tell Jim a thing." I continued with a smile.
Thom looked stunned, but no less aroused as his cock quickly inflated again as he understood my meaning; I wasn't going to tell on him, I was a co-conspirator. I moved to sit on the bench next to Thom and looked out the sauna window to watch Jim showering. "Let's see what all the excitement is about." I stated and watched Jim soap his wide chest and broad shoulders. The soapy water cascaded down Jim's torso, across his sculpted abs and out over his big flaccid dick to make it look like he was pissing in the shower. "Oh yeah, Jim's got a big one, alright." I stated matter-of-factly.
One look over at Thom confirmed my assumptions, he was rock hard just watching Jim cleanse himself.
"Actually, you guys look like you could be twins." I said while looking directly at Thom's pulsing hardon. The once plump sausage had inflated to what looked like an incredible 9"x7" ass reamer.
"I do alright." Thom stated proudly. "But my wife is really into hung guys and can't get enough.
"I know what that's like." I interjected to which Thom smirked and continued telling me about how he and his wife got to know Jim. As Thom started his tale, I reached over and gently started jacking his turgid shaft.
Lori met Jim at a conference about 3 years ago. It started innocently enough by chatting in the bar of the hotel. After about 2 hours of drinking and laughing, Jim offered to help Lori to her room since she was stumbling. Lori told me later that they fucked for hours that night with each of them having multiple orgasms. She was blown away by his stamina and they exchanged numbers.
By this point, Thom was leaking profusely telling his story and his balls were pulling up tight.
When she got back from the conference Lori and Thom agreed to invite Jim as part of their open relationship. Jim has been a regular fixture in their lovemaking ever since. The more Thom talked about Jim, the more details he gave with intense expression of astonishment. He was attracted to Jim, but didn't quite realize how much.
"So he's a good lover." I baited. "There are lots of people like that."
"Not like Jim." Thom gushed. "He has an amazing ability to stay hard and can cum several times without needing a break. It's like he's 18 all over again... I've never seen a dick shoot so much cum" he mused to himself.
"Yeah well, he does keep in good shape, but I'd have to see it to believe it." I challenged.
"You're a bit smaller than Lori usually likes, but one more couldn't hurt. Let me give you my address after I shower, and you can come over tomorrow night too." He said.
"Um...sure. I'm not actually into the kind of scene that has women, but I've got to see what this Adonis, Jim, looks like in action." I joked. "If he's built like you, there should be no problem." I quickened my pace on his shaft and felt the telltale swelling of Thom's shaft in my hand just before his cum erupted from his cock in several large spurts covering his chest and my hand.
As if reading my mind, "If you thought that was large, Jim cums at least 2 to 3 times as much." Thom explained.
I licked my hand clean and descended on Thom's cock to clean it of his cum. His cock stayed hard as I continued onto his chest and licked it clean of sweat and liquid man sauce before returning to his plump balls for a thorough washing.
He pushed my head away indicating that he had to leave for work, but said he would leave his number for me at the front counter. I watched as he jumped up and grabbed his towel to cover his hardon, and went to the showers to join Jim.
I stayed in the sauna and watched as Jim and Thom started chatting in the showers. I couldn't hear, but saw Thom gesture towards the sauna and his slowly softening cock. It was clear to any red blooded male that Thom had an erection. Jim and Thom laughed and they finished their showers at the same time. They strode into the locker room where I watched them from my vantage point because I didn't want to reveal to my boss that I was the reason for Thom's boner. I wasn't quite sure what Thom had told Jim in the showers, but I didn't want to take the chance.
Both guys looked like they were still in a state of semi arousal as they gathered their clothes on the bench. Thom revealed that there would be another person joining them and Jim responded with enthusiasm until he realized it was another guy.
"Who is it?" Jim asked.
"I don't know. I just met him in the sauna. I think the dude is gay or bi. He gave one helluva hand job and seemed nice enough, though." Thom stated.
"Well then, why does he want to join us." Jim inquired.
"He seems interested in seeing you in action."
"Fine. More pussy for me." Jim stated as he massaged his cock to a full blown rager. His 10 incher throbbed, ready for release when Jim squeezed his balls and a drop of precum gathered at the tip of his wide mushroom head. "Damn. I need to cool this down. I can't wait until tomorrow night." At the end of the statement, Jim took the tip of his finger and swiped the precum from his pulsing dick with his finger and wiped it off on his abs while seemingly staring directly at me through the reflective sauna glass door. He pulled on his white briefs and positioned his cock to the left across his hip and threw the rest of his clothes on. In a parting gesture, Jim again looked directly into the sauna and adjusted his basket.
The visual images of the past 15 minutes, giving a hand job to Thom and remembering Jim's massive bulge as it rubbed my face in the gym when he spotted me triggered my own orgasm. I erupted in massive ropey spurts that occurred in rapid succession as my hips bucked uncontrollably to the intense orgasm. Most of the cum landed on my own body or towel, but the last couple shots struck the glass of the sauna. Jim smirked as he looked down at the streaks on the glass and gave his bulge a couple more gropes for good measure. He seemed to love the fact that he had control of me, and I was helpless to stop it. For whatever reason, I became sex crazed whenever I saw him and it took me longer and longer to gain control of logic over my sexual drive when I was around him. I knew I shouldn't go tomorrow night, but I knew that my drive to see Jim in action was overriding my ability to reason.