Changing gyms to find some new wank mates

Submitted by Wankster77

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I was 23 when I really started looking for new wank mates. By this time I’d been frotting cocks with my best buddy for years, had that random wank with a dude in the toilets, stroked out some loads with a couple of guys I worked with… It had become pretty normal for all of us and I found myself constantly thinking about how I might find new mates to wank with. By this time I was only wanking with my best mate and occasionally rubbing one out with the new guy at work, but I was hoping for more experiences.

I’d thought about maybe getting my best mate and the guy I worked with together for a threesome wank, but they were so different I was sure it wouldn’t work. My mate was into mutual wanking and frotting but my work mate was just into watching porn and seeing each other cum. I knew it would freak him out if my and my mate were stroking each other.

For a few months I was thinking about using Internet forums or going to gay clubs, but things were different back in the 90’s and it wasn’t that easy. Gay clubs were still mostly full of gay guys, twinks and big hairy dudes looking for some arse, nothing like they are now. Internet forums were pretty big, but the chances of actually finding someone local into just wanking were slim. I didn’t even know about porn cinemas or bathhouses back then and the thought of going into one probably would have made me far too nervous.

So I did what any other horny guy who loves to wank and wants another dick to play with does, I joined the gym.

I know a lot of guys here have had experiences with other guys at the gym and it seems to be one of those things that just seems to happen, but for me it took a lot of work. I guess I was luckier because back then gyms didn’t generally have all those separate “American style” cubicles and guys used to just pile into one big room. I went to a couple to try them out, spent a couple of months going to different ones to see what it was like, and eventually found one that wasn’t too far away and seemed busy enough.

It helped that after my first session I was in the locker room and this guy at the opposite locker started talking to me. He was standing there for ten minutes telling me how good the gym was, how he used to be a trainer there and wished he was still working for them, how friendly and professional it all was and how helpful the “crew” (his name for them) were with all the members. Of course, he did all of this naked, with a pretty big semi-hard uncut cock swinging between his legs.

[bloketoysad]

I avoided the showers that day and made my excuses, mainly because I was already hard and didn’t want to freak anyone out. But I knew he was a regular, there every Monday, Wednesday and Friday. So I made the plan to come back in two days at exactly the same time.

Looking back on this it was so stupid, I put way too much effort into all this and it seems a bit creepy and ridiculous, but it worked. Two days later I was back there and trying to pace myself to get into the locker room in the same place at the same time (I was lucky that my new membership meant the same locker right across from him). It worked out and he was there again a minute after I walked in there. Once again he was chatty and friendly, not shy at all about standing there butt naked. I did the same and thankfully I held off getting hard.

We went to the showers and he picked the spot right next to me. We showered and talked for ten minutes, I found out about his job, his girlfriend, his training, the events he goes to… I told him plenty about my boring life and it actually felt like we were already good friends in that short amount of time. The best thing about this experience is that I got hard, and so did he. We didn’t say anything about it, which is just gym shower etiquette I guess, but it was obvious we were both stiff as a board and even though I didn’t catch him looking I was sure he was checking out my cock and that’s probably why he got hard too.

As I’m pretty sure I read someone else here say; erections are as contagious as yawns.
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I guess I probably gave my cock a few strokes during that shower, and I know he did too, but that was how we left it. We cleaned up and parted ways, he left saying “see ya Friday!” and I got in my car to drive home, only I didn’t get all the way home before I was parking up in a secluded spot by the woods and wanking out a massive load in my car.

Let me know if you want part two of this post. I have to go and meet a friend right now so I might come back later and finish this one off. We did eventually wank together, a lot, so I guess you’ll want to hear about that? Leave a comment.