What Happened in a Locker Room

Hi! Just came back from the swimming pool and decided to share the story which happened to me there. Today I had and adventure that makes me hard-on again, each time I recollect it.
I’m a gay – a queer, a pansy, a whatever you call – and I like it! I like sports, especially swimming, so no less then twice a week I go to the swimming-pool, luckily it’s not far from the place I live in. Today I decided to go there early in the morning, when there’s no crowd in the pool and I don’t have to share the water with others. So, I got up at 6 a.m. – hell, I’m a hero for waking up at this unearthly hour – and moved to the pool. There was nobody there – except for the service staff and I enjoyed a wonderful hour all alone in the water. Still, when I went back to the showers, I noticed a guy in the locker room, undressing before the pool. I took the towel from the locker and moved my way, thinking about a square-built handsome lad with a gorgeous figure and really big tool underneath his pants. I felt hot and even the cold shower couldn’t help. My stiff friend won’t go down and asked for some attention.

I made up my mind to stop struggling with passion and satisfy myself before the other lad would come, I was almost ready to blow up from my thoughts so it wouldn’t take long. I groaned with delight in the end imagining the hot lips of his on my head. There was some noise behind me and I seemed to catch a glimpse of one’s figure in the doorway, but everything was still and silent. So, I thought that it was a fancy…

Oh, damn… I absolutely forgot that my boss at work is waiting for an article from me today… And I think he won’t be satisfied with the one you are reading I will get back to you with the story tomorrow!