After Luis left that day, I lay back on the bed and thought for a long time. There could be no question now that I was hooked on sucking cock. Yes, I’d had just three encounters, but there was no doubt it got me just as excited as a good fuck with a woman. I thought back to my first sexual encounters with girls, the thrill I felt in touching and tasting the female body, in learning how to give and get pleasures of astonishing intensity. I was now feeling many of the same thrills in discovering the male body, and reaching equally astonishing levels of pleasure. At this point, however, I couldn’t imagine myself having a relationship with a man in the way I could with a woman. I didn’t think I could love a guy, but if you’d asked me a month ago whether I’d suck a guy’s cock, I’d have scoffed at the idea, so maybe it wasn’t a good idea at this point to rule anything out. But all this was very theoretical, and I’m a practical person. All I really wanted at the moment was to suck Luis’s cock again.Unfortunately, that would have to wait a couple of days. I had two big projects coming up that I needed to focus on.I thought about Luis constantly, though. I replayed our encounter over and over in my head, and I never tired of looking at the photo I’d taken just after he sucked me, with my cum all over his face. Luis was thinking about me, too; he texted frequently to suggest getting together again, and to express his excitement about what we’d done together. It killed me to keep putting him off, and I begged him to be patient.When my projects were finally done, I texted him to let him know when I’d be at the pool next. It was a Thursday afternoon. The weather was cold and rainy and not many people had ventured out, so the locker room was virtually empty when I walked in. I found a locker in the corner farthest from the door, where the foot traffic is lightest, and started changing into my suit.I had just taken off my pants when Luis walked in. He gave me a big smile and dropped his backpack on the bench.“Dude,” he said, very quietly. “I cannot stop thinking about your cock.”“Same here,” I said. He started getting undressed. In twenty seconds we were both naked and half-erect, gaping at each other’s dicks.I wanted to fall on my knees in front of him, but just then we heard the locker room door opening, followed by a gaggle of voices. We quickly put our suits on and, draping towels over ourselves to cover the bulges in our Speedos, went out to the pool.When I got in the cool water my boner began to subside, and by the time I was halfway through my workout it was nearly gone. But when I got out of the pool and headed into the locker room, the boner came back. I considered skipping a shower to avoid any embarrassment, but as soon as Luis returned from the pool and undressed, and I got another look at his cock, I realized I lacked the willpower to leave. We walked to the showers together, towels wrapped around our waists. It would have been obvious to anyone who saw us that we both had serious hardons, but luckily no one was in the showers at the moment.The showers in that locker room aren’t arranged in suriyeli escort one big room, as in many gyms, but in stalls lining both sides of a middle passageway. The stalls have curtains, though I had noticed that half the time guys don’t bother to close them. I went in first, choosing a stall on the right side of the passage. Luis took the one directly opposite. We left the curtains open.When the water was running in both showers we turned to face each other. Once again I drank in the sight of Luis’s naked body: the muscles of his chest and thighs, the smooth brown skin, the gorgeous cock and balls I’d shaved just days before. My cock ached with excitement.I glanced at his face. He was gazing at my cock just as hungrily as I was at his.If I had given Luis a show earlier in my effort to pique his interest, he now gave me an even better show, soaping himself from head to foot, then washing each part of his body in a suggestive way.When he got to his privates, he massaged them slowly, pulling and stretching the loose skin of his scrotum, caressing his balls one by one, lifting them up to wash the underside. When he was about to wash his cock, he looked up and locked eyes with me. As if on cue, we both started stroking ourselves.Now, a part of me knew this was totally insane, jacking off with another guy in a public place. But another part of me didn’t care. At that point, I was incapable of thinking straight.After a few strokes, Luis turned and faced the wall. Getting another glob of soap from the dispenser, he lowered his hands and started soaping up his ass, caressing his cheeks in slow circular motions.God, he was hot.On a crazy impulse, I stepped quickly across the corridor and into his stall.As I did, I thought I saw movement out of the corner of my eye. I couldn’t be sure, but I thought someone might have come into the showers after us. Had he seen me cross the corridor? Did he know there were now two of us in one stall?I peeked out. I didn’t see anybody, and I couldn’t hear anything but running water.I thought of crossing back to my original stall. But when Luis looked over his shoulder at me, still caressing his ass, I decided to stay.I stepped closer and pressed my body against his, my upright cock settling between his cheeks. Luis let out a little gasp. Fearing that we might be heard, I reached up with one hand and covered his mouth. He didn’t resist.Then I reached around with the other hand and grasped his stiff dick. He made an appreciative grunt into my hand.I began stroking him, slowly but vigorously. At the same time, I started sliding my cock up and down in his crack. Holy shit, I thought. What would it be like to fuck him? To this point, I hadn’t given anal sex a thought, but now it seemed like an exciting possibility.I kept stroking and sliding. Luis made little sounds of pleasure that I couldn’t totally stifle. I could only hope that the sound of running water would drown them out.Suddenly Luis froze. His cock swelled and stiffened, then his whole body began to shake. He made a grunting sound as hot cum poured out of suriyeli escort bayan him onto my hand. I kept stroking as one pulse followed another, until he uttered a final soft moan and his body slumped against mine.I backed up half a step, wrapped my cum-covered hand around my own cock and, with three or four slow hard strokes, brought myself to climax. A huge jet of cum spurted out the end of my cock and landed halfway up his back. Two more jets followed, each of them landing in his ass crack.When I was finally spent I slumped back against the shower wall. Luis turned around, leaned back against the opposite wall, and smiled weakly at me. We stood there panting for a good five minutes. Finally, I stuck my hand into the stream of water and washed away our mingled cum. Then I helped Luis wash my cum off his back and butt.Only now did I begin to recover my wits. We’d done a risky thing, to say the least. Was there a chance Luis’s grunting had been heard over the sound of the running water? Could someone have noticed two sets of feet under the bottom edge of the curtain? I cautiously opened the curtain an inch or two. I couldn’t see anyone in the nearby stalls, but I thought I heard running water a few stalls away, near the entrance from the locker room.I looked at Luis and mouthed at him, “You go first.”He nodded, pulled the curtain aside, and walked off down the corridor. I waited half a minute, turned off the water in our stall, then followed him.I didn’t see anyone at first but then noticed soapsuds flowing into the corridor from one of the stalls just inside the entrance. As I passed it I glanced over, and my eyes briefly met those of a tall, slim black guy.It was only for a split second, but it was long enough for me to recognize the guy. I’d seen him around the gym a few times, playing pickup basketball with what appeared to be a regular group of guys. We hadn’t spoken, but I’d heard the other guys call him Jerome.I’d left my towel on a hook just outside the shower area. From that point, I knew I could see into the first stall, so as I dried myself I risked a glance back in that direction.Jerome was looking straight at me. I looked down quickly and noticed as I did that he had a pretty good-sized cock.I turned away and hurried back to my locker. Luis was already half-dressed.“I’m gonna be late for class,” he said. I didn’t answer; I was too busy thinking about Jerome. I got the idea he knew something had been going on a few stalls away, but the look he’d given me had been ambiguous. It wasn’t a look of disgust or hostility, but it wasn’t one of excitement or interest, either. Luis finished dressing and, after promising to send a text, hurried out of the locker room.I was just about dressed and was zipping up my gym bag when I looked up and saw Jerome walking by. As he passed he gave me another look – this time accompanied by a slight smile. Then he disappeared.He knows, I thought to myself. He definitely knows.—-Luis and I managed to get together several times over the next week. Twice he came to my place, and I went to escort suriyeli his once when his roommate was gone. We spent what seemed like hours trading blowjobs, and we were both getting good at it – Luis especially, I thought. I pretty much forgot about the woman in my dorm, who didn’t seem to miss me in any case.But I did not forget about Jerome. I speculated endlessly about the meaning of that little smile he gave me. It could have been a smile of derision, or it could have been a smile of amusement, or it could have been something else entirely. When I told Luis about it he just shrugged it off.“Maybe he suspects something, but so what? What’s he going to do, rat us out to the authorities?”“He could do that, yes,” I said. “More likely he smiled because he thinks it’s funny he caught us, or because he thinks we’re sad pathetic losers. I doubt he cares enough to rat us out.”“I hope you’re right,” I said.A week passed, and I stopped worrying about getting ratted out. As the worries receded, I got to thinking about another possibility: that Jerome had been turned on by what he saw or heard us doing. I recalled the brief glimpse of his cock I’d had that day. It wasn’t erect, but it might have had that heavy look a cock has just before or after a full erection. I couldn’t be sure.The next time I went for my regular swim, Luis wasn’t there. He had a bad cold, and I knew he had holed up in his room for a couple of days. The locker room was crowded when I arrived, but by the time I finished my swim, the crowd had thinned out. I undressed, wrapped my towel around me, and headed for the shower.I was about halfway to the shower room when my towel started to come loose. I looked down briefly to fix it and nearly bumped into someone coming out of the locker bay on the other side.I looked up, and it was Jerome. I knew by his face that he recognized me, too.“Sorry, man,” he said. “My fault,” I said. “Not watching where I was going.”I motioned for him to go ahead, and followed a couple of steps behind. I couldn’t help but admire his strong back and broad shoulders. I felt a tingle of excitement.When we came to the shower area, I noticed towels hanging on several of the hooks on either side of the entrance. I remember the pang of disappointment I felt that we were not going to be alone.Jerome hung his towel on a hook to the left of the entrance, while I hung mine on the right. We met again at the shower entrance, and this time he motioned for me to go ahead. As I passed him, I risked a glance down at his cock. It was a good six inches long even without being hard, and I remember thinking it would make a pretty impressive erection.I couldn’t be sure but I thought he was checking me out, too. If so, he would have known that I had the beginnings of a hard-on.The first two stalls on either side of the entrance were occupied, with the curtains closed. I passed those and took a stall about halfway down on the right, leaving the curtain open.I faced the wall and turned the water on. As I waited for it to warm up I allowed myself to hope Jerome would pick a stall on the opposite side, where I could see him. I got a squeeze of shampoo from the dispenser and began to lather up. As I did I turned partway around, and saw Jerome in a stall opposite and down one, a little further from the entrance. He had his back to me, and though I could see only part of his body I could admire the taut muscles of his back and the smooth swell of his butt cheeks.
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