A Late Night Locker Room, Part One

It was late Friday night and I had no plans, but it had been a long week so I needed to blow off some steam. I briefly contemplated jerking off, but had done that every night this week and was still feeling stressed. Eventually I decided to pack some workout clothes in a bag and go check out the new twenty-four hour gym that had just opened across town.

When I got there it was nearing midnight. I approached the young man at the front desk and told him it was my first time in. "Well welcome, sir. I'll just have you fill out this quick guest form, and then the first week is a free trial, on us," he said with a tilt of his head and a smile.

"Oh awesome. That's pretty generous of you guys." I replied.

"Well, most guys have no problem joining the gym, once they see what we have to offer," said the desk boy in a way that felt almost playful.

"Well, I'm excited to check it out." I said as I finished the form and slid it his way.

"I do hope you enjoy! And oh yeh, you should take some of these," he sang as he handed me a couple of soft, black towels. "You simply have to check out the steam room after your workout," he added with a wink.

I then entered the locker room and quickly found a locker near the showers like I prefer, as I don't like having to peacock across a whole locker room in the nude. I'm quite athletic with large, toned muscles, and I don't like people thinking that I'm trying to show off. I also have a pretty enormous cock, and even when flaccid it is a girthy six inch snake that swings all over the place, and I think it makes some guys feel bad about themselves. However, as I started to get undressed, and began to glance around the locker room, I slowly started to realize that most men here probably wouldn't have minded seeing me strut about. I realized most of the guys around me where different than what I was used to. They were... prettier, and seemed to be glancing in my direction frequently. Being taken off guard at realizing what reputation this gym might have, I was also nervously glancing around a lot, which probably didn't help matters.

Well, there's a first time for everything, I thought to myself. I haven't been around many gay guys in my life, and I have nothing against them... so why the hell not? After all, it's just a gym.

And so I continued to undress, and eventually made it down to my briefs. At this point a strange feeling came over me that surprised me. I was actually a little curious, excited even, to look around and see how many guys were looking at me and my king-sized bulge. At that point I felt it grow a little more even, and then I quickly glanced around to each side. I was shocked and excited to find there were three men, two on my right and one on my left, that where looking at me. And I wasn't grossed out by any of them in the slightest! In fact, the one on my left, in the heat of my novel surroundings, I noticed was quite attractive. He had olive skin, dark curly brown hair, and extra long eye-lashes. He had a manly appearance, yet with a pretty, feminine spark; a spark that ignited something in me.

Wow, I didn't know I could feel this way about a man, I thought to myself as I hooked my thumbs onto my briefs. Then, in a manner just a bit slower then was natural, I began to lower my underwear, until finally my big compressed cock leaped out. And I I let go of the briefs, allowing them to fall to the floor. Then I glanced to my left and saw the olive-skinned guy, staring directly at my dick, mouth halfway open. He seemed mesmerized. I then bent down to grab my underwear, and when I did I gave my head a turn, catching him in his stare, and gave him a smile.

I think I caught him a bit off-guard, however, as he quickly turned away. Hmm, I thought, maybe I should experiment with this nude thing a bit longer, just for shits n' giggles. So I threw my clothes in my locker, grabbed out my phone, and pretended to casually scroll through it as I stood there completely on show. And after about thirty seconds I glanced around again and saw that all eyes were still on me. Holy shit how fun, I thought, this could never happen with women!

And then I realized the guy to my left had gone from in his underwear to in a towel, and I almost felt sad, realizing he was probably about to shower and go home, while I still had my whole workout to do. He then glanced over at me, smiled, and walked towards the showers. However, instead of going into a shower stall like I expected, he turned and opened a big, wooden door which let a cloud of steam out into the shower area. Aha, this must be the steam room the desk boy told me about. Well, no harm checking it out a bit before my workout, I suppose. And in a flash my towel was around my waist, and I was making my to the sauna door...

To be continued...