I am a very straight laced young man. I am still a virgin, but I think about sex all the time. I jack off at least once or twice a day.
As the years have passed, my fantasies become more and more kinky. I don't just think about regular sex, but about many different situations.
Most of my fantasies are the type that probably would never happen, but they are realistic enough to occur if the moment were to play out right. I am 24 years old, about 5'11", and 150 pounds. I am an average young guy.
I have a good paying job, and I live on my own in a pretty nice place. I try to work out every day and keep my life healthy.
Recently, I have had a lot of fantasies about gay sex. I always tend to think of these fantasies because they are the most likely to happen. I think about gay sex a lot, but I am not sure if I have the nerve to pursue these fantasies.
I am sure that there are plenty of gay men that would love to show a virgin boy like myself a great time and teach me a few things. I recently joined a internet personals site in hopes of working up the courage to act out my gay fantasy, but I always seem to get cold feet. One place that my fantasies are the strongest is in the gym locker room. I always find myself staring at the hard bodies and the nice cocks when showering and changing in the locker room.
I get horny easily, so I try not to think about it. I just don't think it would look right to walk around the locker room with an erection all the time. As I said before, I try to work out every day. I woke up early just like every other morning to go work out, and there was a lot of snow on the ground.
I almost didn't go to the gym, but I live pretty close. I could tell I wouldn't be going to work because I have an hour and a half commute.
When I arrived at the gym, it was almost empty. There was a couple of ladies and one other guy there. I had seen this guy quite a few times before. He seemed to be on about the same routine as me that day, so we started to converse as we worked out.
He introduced himself as Carter. He arrived about five minutes before me so we ended at the same time and headed back to the locker room. When we got into the locker room, we both stripped down. Our lockers were pretty close together and I found myself staring at Carter as he undressed. His back was to me and I couldn't help but to stare at his firm ass and his back muscles.
Carter was well toned, and he was starting to turn me on. I was getting really hot, and I couldn't hide it as Carter turned around. I am sure he noticed my erection, but he just smiled and didn't say a word.
I headed for the showers and Carter followed. The showers in the gym were a big open room with about fifteen nozzles around the walls. I stepped over and turned one on. Carter stepped to the nozzle right next to me and turned it on.
I was a little surprised. If it were me, I probably would have ended up on the other side of the room, but I didn't think anything of it. My erection still had not subsided. I still had the image of Carter in my mind and if anything I was getting even more horny. Carter still had not said anything, but I am sure he noticed. I was appreciative as I assumed he was trying not to embarrass me. I started to wash my hair and closed my eyes to wash out the soap.
I thought I heard footsteps and assumed someone else had walked in. Then, I felt a hand on my chest. I was a little surprised, but for some reason, not too surprised. I opened my eyes to find myself face to face with Carter.
I was staring into his eyes and I realized why he didn't laugh or say anything. I believe that he is horny too. The next moment, Carter had kissed me. His kiss was very tender and he had extremely soft lips. His tongue invaded my mouth tenderly, and I had never felt anything like this before. We were making out for a few minutes, and I just stood there as Carter moved his hands around my chest and upper body.
Eventually, his hand found his way down to my rock hard cock. He caressed my cock and rubbed my balls in his hand. I was very unsure of what to do.
All that I knew was that I was enjoying myself a lot. I have never felt someone enjoying my cock this much. Carter stroked my cock to its fullest hardness and then he stopped.
I really did not want him to stop. I was loving this type of attention, but I was realizing that Carter had other things in his mind. Carter kneeled down in front of me, and quickly took my cock into his mouth. He started with a quick sucking motion to get me going, then he slowed down the pace. He would take my six inch cock all the way into his mouth with ease, then pull it all the way out of his mouth. Then he would lick up and down my shaft, sending chills into my spine.
Next, he would lick my balls for a few moments, trailing his tongue almost all the way to my asshole, then back up my balls and shaft. Carter also liked to swirl his tongue around just under my mushroom head. This was the most sensitive spot on my entire dick. When he was licking me there, the pleasure was so intense that I would nearly cum. Just when I thought I would be entering orgasm, he stopped and started doing something different, providing me with new sensations.
I was receiving the first blow job of my life, and I was positive that it just might be the best. Carter just kept sucking.
I wanted so badly to pleasure him to let him know that I loved this, but I was frozen, enjoying the moment. Finally, Carter started picking up the pace and lightly playing around my asshole with his fingers.
I was moving towards the point of no return quickly. Before I knew it, I was entering a massive orgasm and I came.
I blew about six loads into his mouth, and he swallowed every bit of my cum. I couldn't even speak, and if I could, I sure didn't know what to say. Carter got up to his feet and kissed me very deeply without saying a word. He left the showers and I followed, intending on repaying the favor even though I didn't know what to do. When I got over by Carter, I froze up a little bit, not able to think, speak, or act. We dressed and walked out of the gym together. As we were walking to the cars, I asked Carter to hold on a minute.
I quickly wrote down my number on a little piece of paper with a little note that said I owe you one and handed it over to Carter. We said our good byes and drove off. I jacked off about five times that day thinking about the pleasure that I received in the gym shower that day.