Shower

I can see him gazing at me as enters the gym shower stall that’s directly across from mine. He caught me staring at him through the open shower curtain but his expression is unreadable; I can’t tell if he’s pleased or hostile. I can’t stop myself from looking at him. He removes his towel from around his waist but doesn’t turn on the water just yet. Instead he just stares right back at me with a look that makes me tremble with desire. He’s incredibly sexy, with a swagger that displays supreme confidence. I’ve seen him at the gym many times but never naked in the shower area. He’s well over six feet tall. Nordic in appearance. Blonde hair cut close to the skull. Thick eyebrows over hypnotic dark blue eyes. Perfectly trimmed mustache and goatee framing a mouth that’s both sensual and cruel. His body is gorgeous. Smooth hairless rippling muscles from his neck to his feet. Pumped up chest with beautiful pink nipples that beg to be sucked. Arms and legs that are bulging, defined and deadly looking. Abs that would shatter an incoming fist. And his cock, God in heaven, even flaccid it is huge. Nestled in a thick bush of dark blonde pubic hair, it is seven inches limp, but probably eight or more when hard.  I’m desperate to find out. I want it in my mouth. I’m a cocksucker. I live for cock. I yearn for cock. 

Staring at his gorgeous, massive tool, I instinctively lick my lips and he chuckles slightly while casually checking out my naked body and semi-hard cock. He leans out from his stall and looks down both sides of the shower area. Seeing that it’s deserted, he beckons me over with a seductively urgent gesture. I dart across as quickly as I can and he draws the shower curtain shut behind me. Now I’m just inches from this blonde, blue eyed muscle god, feeling uncertain and aroused. The difference in height between us is more obvious now that I’m standing in front of him. He’s at least 6’2” to my 5’11”. Somehow I summon up the courage to reach out and touch him, starting with his solid bulging chest then moving outward to caress his powerful muscular arms. He looks and feels like he was sculpted from marble. I look up at his handsome face and whisper, “You’re so beautiful man,” and the smile he gives me tells me that he knows it. His arrogance is part of his sexiness though. I’m enraptured by his eyes and I raise myself up to kiss him but he puts a hand to my mouth to block me. He shakes his head to make it clear that kissing is not allowed. He points to the floor, indicating that I need to get on my knees and do what I came over to do. I obey instantly though it’s very uncomfortable kneeling on the cold, hard tile floor.

 He moves closer to me, waving his thick, floppy semi-hard cock in my direction. When it’s inches from my face, he whispers, “Open your mouth.” I do as I’m told, thinking he’s about to shove his massive tool down my throat. Instead I hear him grunt slightly and suddenly a powerful torrent of piss spews from his cock directly into my mouth. I’m taken totally by surprise and I choke, cough and sputter as his foul-smelling urine splashes all over my face. I look up at him, humiliated and disgusted and he gives me a cold cruel stare and growls, “Swallow it faggot,” and I realize immediately that if I want to suck his cock, then I must obey. I catch the piss stream in my open mouth and start gulping it down like the obedient slut that I am. It has a nasty, pungent taste and I think I’m going to be sick but I get myself under control and continue to swallow. I wonder if it will ever stop, but then the stream slows to a trickle that he flings onto my face and hair before it stops completely. He shakes the last few drops away then says with an evil grin, “Yeah, now you can suck it bitch.”

In a pathetically submissive voice I whisper, “Thank you sir,” and take every inch of his massive tool in my mouth. I start to suck and slobber, feeling it rapidly go from semi-hard to fully erect in a matter of seconds. It fills my mouth completely and hits my throat, but I don’t gag or choke, even though it’s at least eight inches long now. Cocksucking is a skill, an art even and I’m very good at it. I swallow his entire tool down to the root and bury my nose in his dense pubic hair. I breathe in the scent of accumulated perspiration from his workout and think to myself that nothing smells more like a man than a sweaty, musky, hairy cock. The salty taste of dried sweat on his rigid throbbing shaft is ambrosia to a cock worshipper like me and I use my lips and tongue to get every last bit of it, sucking his tool from the base to the head. I can feel the intense energy of his manhood, feel it pulsating as I lick, suck and slobber over it. I take my mouth off him and dive underneath to lick and suck his balls while continuing to use my hand to stroke his spit covered cock. He has an impressive set that hangs low in a sack that’s covered in the same thick blonde hair as the rest of his junk and exudes the same powerful masculine odor. His nuts are so big that I can only suck one at a time. I can sense the potency of the semen churning within them, the semen that I desperately want to taste and swallow. I look up at him, still tonguing his balls and I see a look of supreme satisfaction on his face. He sees me as a passing conquest, a slut, and a faggot. I don’t care. I’m getting what I want, cock in my mouth. I stop sucking his balls and deep throat his dick again, going all the way up and down, taking it all like a good cocksucker should.

Suddenly he wraps his hands around the back of my head and starts to roughly and violently skull fuck me. I let myself go totally passive as he rapes my throat with his monster cock. I take it all without flinching. I reach down and start stroking my own hard cock, knowing that soon after he cums, so will I. I can hear him grunting like an animal now and he starts pounding my mouth even more intensely, his huge balls slapping against my chin. I’m enraptured by the sensation of his cock filling my mouth and I’m loving the taste of his flesh, but then I hear his grunting turn to a low snarling and I realize he’s about to shoot his load. He’s trying to keep quiet because of we’re in a public shower, but he’s breathing rapidly and I hear him mutter through clenched teeth, “Fuck man, I’m gonna cum. Yeah, take my fucking load faggot. Fuck yeah bitch, here it comes. Aw fuck yeahhh!!!” and an enormous amount of cum surges from his cock and fills my mouth. It’s warm, thick and salty, but with a slight sweetness and it splashes on my tongue, as more of his load spews from his tool and goes down my throat. He keeps fucking my mouth, pumping more of his load into me and I eagerly gulp it all down, loving the taste and feeling rewarded for a job well done. Finally, he shakes and shudders as the last drops of semen leak from his cock and he slowly loses his erection and pulls out of my mouth, leaning back against the shower wall, his eyes closed. I’m happy and proud that I swallowed every drop. Cum should never be wasted.

My head is still in a daze from that brief but satisfying encounter, but before I can jack off my own load, he opens his eyes and seems startled and angry to see that I’m still there kneeling in front of him. He points at me, then forcefully points to my shower stall. “I’m done with you bitch,” he growls, “get the fuck out.” I’m not upset or even surprised. This is how it usually ends when I suck off a straight guy in public. I rise to my feet and as I cross back over to my shower, he pulls his curtain shut, turns on the water and starts washing himself. I enter my stall and pull my curtain closed as well. My cock is still hard and I can still taste his piss and cum, so I lean back against the back wall and start jacking off like crazy. It doesn’t take very long before I shoot a thick, heavy load. I make sure I catch it in my hand, all of it, then I lick my hand clean, making sure I get every last bit of it before turning on my shower as well. Cum should never be wasted.

The End