I was nearly asleep on the steam room bench when I looked up and saw him standing over me, the sweat from his hairy body dripping down on my face.
“Hey, man. Sorry to wake you. A dude over there told me you’re the faggot who takes cock around here.”
“Yep, that would be me. The gym fag.”
“Sweet. So you’ll suck me off in here?”
“Yep.”
“You swallow?”
“Every last drop.”
“What if I want to fuck you?”
“That’s always an option, though I prefer to do that in a shower stall. Less chance of getting busted.”
“Cool. Can I cum up your ass?”
“I’d be disappointed if you didn’t.”
“Awesome. Do you care that I’m married?”
“Not at all. Actually, it makes me want your cum even more.”
“Hot!”
“Look, man. I’ve got another guy coming by in 20 minutes. Which do you want? Suck or fuck?”
“I want to fuck. Definitely.”
“Popular choice. I’ll meet you in the showers. Last stall. Leave the curtain cracked.”
Stories are fiction and intended for readers 18 and up. All characters are assumed to be legal, consenting adults.















