Local Pool

So summer had just started and i decided that i needed to loose some of the excess fat i had gained over summer. I’m 19 years old, 6’2″, 84 kg (185lb), muscled but not defined, dark brown hair and deep blue eyes, so just pretty average.

Ever since i was young i had always loved swimming and needless to say any exercise that i can do that doesn’t result in my having to deal with sweat heavy clothes is good with me. So i decided to go to my local pool.

I had college in the evening on wednesdays so i headed to the pool at about 2:30 just the right time that i wouldn’t have to share it with many people.

I arrived at the pool, into the change room through the door and into a dark concrete room lit with flourescent lights and it had a strong smell of chlorine. I looked around me, there were naked men everywhere, i lived near a business park so lots of office workers came during their lunch hour. I never really thought of myself as gay but i always allowed my mind to wander, and i didn’t mind observing a few of the guys in the room. Most were quite old so i wasn’t too interested and the younger guys never really got completely naked, but i still enjoyed the view.

I changed into my board shorts (i didn’t like the idea of the female life guards laughing at me in my speedo, even though everyone else wore them) and wandered down to the pool. I jumped into the pool and started doing laps. I loved the fact that you could see small groups of bubbles scattered across the guys in the other lanes speedo’s accentuating their bulge, and all i could think was “thank god for goggles.”

After swimming for about 40 minutes i decided that i needed to get out have a shower and head to college. I jumped out of the pool and grabbed my stuff and headed for the change rooms again.

Now unlike most public showers that i had used this place had absolutely NO privacy, not even small dividers between each showerhead, just straight in a line over a tiled floor, guys standing next to each other soaping up, and getting out. I walked over and dropped my towel on a nearby bench. There was only 1 guy in the shower about 4 showerheads down from me. He was late 40’s early 50’s had a bit of a belly, no bum and kind of hairy, nice cut cock though, about 4 inches soft, and i snuck a few peaks when he shampooed his hair. I dropped my board shorts, revealing my dark blue speedo, and threw them over a nearby ledge, and stood under the hot stream of water.

After about a minute the older guy left and i was alone in the shower so i started to untie the draw string on my speedo, just as i was about to drop them, another guy walked in. Now this guy was what i loved about public pools, mid to late 30’s, about 5’10”, blonde hair, a nice covering of light blonde fur over his chest, brown eyes, and a toned body. He walked stood under a shower head 2 away from me, and i could see from his speedo he was quite blessed. He nodded at me and i nodded back and then i started soaping myself up, (i chickened out on dropping my speedo.)

I had my eyes closed as i washed my face but when i opened them i was welcomed by the site of my handsome friend standing completely naked under a hot jet of water. I was right. He was VERY BLESSED. His dick was about 6 inches, uncut and to me, looked beautiful.

At this point i walked from the shower and stood at my bench. I started drying myself off, bending over with my ass directed towards the shower so that my friend could get a few of the whole thing even if it was covered by my speedos, whether he liked it or not (i knew earlier i said i was shy, but only around girls.) I heard the shower turn off, and the soft patting of his feet walking out. I continued to dry myself slowly, just as he moved a few benches away. I saw him look directly at my bulging cock, and i couldn’t help but smile. I dropped my towel onto the bench and started going through my bag trying to find my underwear. I caught him staring again. I put on my clothes and left. Feeling very satisfied.

So i swam every day, and on the same time every tuesday, and i always ran into my blonde haired friend. About 4 weeks after i had started, our greeting had become more than a nod, they had moved to a “hi” and then a “back again i see.” We would always manage to shower together, often alone, each catching the other glimpsing at his cock.

But on the fourth meeting something happened. I was soaping myself up and he walked up right next to me and turned the shower on. I was wearing speedos and as soon as he pulled his down i couldn’t stop my cock. I kept soaping up ignoring my clear hard on.