Gym Shower Curiosity
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Excerpt from Gym Shower Curiosity:
Mercifully my cock was mostly soft after its initial throbbing, hanging down plump and heavy, just enough to look good without being evidence of excitement. Every guy loves that state, especially when there’s someone else around to see it. You’re not proudly erect with the potential for embarrassment, but you’re chubby enough to look swollen and meaty.
Mike, however, wasn’t so relaxed.
As he turned from the wall to face my direction, his hands scrubbing his face in the rapid flow of water, his long cock waved like a baton, pointing almost straight up with his heavy balls hanging low between his muscular thighs. A near eight-inch length pointing upward with visible ribs of muscle and a thick ridge stretching from the top of his ball sack to just beneath the twin mounds where his glans bulged on the underside.
Part of me was relieved, I was certainly glad that I wasn’t the only one for whom shower boners might be a problem in a venue such as this.
I turned back to face my wall and shut off the shower, collecting my gel from the little shelf and squirting some into my hand, smearing the cooling liquid over my slightly hairy pecs and down my abs. Another squirt for my hair. A third for my cock and legs. With a little vigorous rubbing I was soon dripping suds and of course my cock was quickly rigid once again, my seven-inch shaft swinging from left to right like a meaty pink beam. I had assumed that it was the slightest bit of attention I’d given myself with soapy hands, easing my foreskin back and rubbing around the swelling glans of my helmet with slick fingers, tugging lightly on my thick round balls and scrubbing behind them, but I also found myself glancing back to Mike and seeing him doing much the same, his own shaft twitching as the exposed pointed tip reached for the decorative ceiling above.
