Steam room seduction
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Can you imagine watching a guy seeing a guy working out at the gym with a nice ass in his tight shorts. You can't help watching him doing pull ups, crunches, & planks as you go about your routine. Then when you watch him doing squats, you see a thong peak out of the top of his shorts as his shirt tail pulls up. You are surprised your seeing it. But each time he squats down, a little more of it is exposed. If it were black, you would thought it a men's thong, but it is almost a neon pink. You are so caught up watching him you stop in the middle of your arm curl reps.
When he finally stops & moves on to his next exercise, push ups, you finally come back to yourself and finish your set. Your own thong feels a little tighter now, thinking about his. u*********sly, you find yourself picking exercise equipment closer to him as you work out. Trying to get another peak to see if you were just imagining things. You have to stop after each exercise to calm yourself down so your excitement doesn't show to the others. Looking around, you can't imagine how no one else has seen this guys feminine thong & you feel more consciously aware of keeping your own hiding in the back of your shorts.
When he moves off to the cardio room for a quick jog, you follow him. You find a treadmill behind him so you can watch the rhythmic swish of his ass as he jogs. You pump up the speed to match his steady stride. When his shirt rides up & the pink thong emerges from the crack of his ass, you can't help licking your lips. Soon you have to look away. Your excitement is making your run uncomfortable. But after a few minutes you are back watching that bouncing ass in front of you. This goes on for 30 minutes & you are thankful when he finally finishes. You keep running for 5 more minutes so he doesn't think you are following him.
When you walked back out into the gym, you couldn't find him. He wasn't on the weight room floor in the areas most people stretch. He wasn't outside where some people go to stretch in the fresh air. After 10 minutes of searching, you lost him. So disappoint. You wander back to the men's locker room without stretching yourself & are surprise to find him naked among the lockers. He wraps a towel around his waist as you try not to stare while you fumble with your own locker. He picks up a net laundry bag to toss in his locker, the pink of the thong clear through the holes. He tosses it in without locking the door & walks off to the steam room.
No one is around as you quickly strip your workout clothes & toss them in your locker. You grab your towel & head for them steam room, but as you pass by his locker, you notice the door has swung open. The pink of the thong is on display for all to see. You reach down to ruffle the bag to hide them & somehow the panties fall out on the floor. Hesitantly, you pick them up, & bring them up to your nose. There is the smell of a men's sweaty musk, but something else. The scent of perfume. Very floral & feminine.
"What you doing, Blue?" You are startled by the voice of the gym owner. "Getting bold in feminine interests, eh?" He laughs as you fumble to hide the pink thong from anyone else that might be looking. The owner just chuckles as he grabs his semi-hardiness through his tight gym shorts. "I'ld ask you to put them on for me, but I got other things to do." He winks at you then walks off before you could tell him they weren't yours.
Before anyone else can catch you, you put the pink thong back in the bag, tousle it around so it isn't visible among the other gym clothes, then close & latch the door without locking it. You then head to the steam room.
The moist heat tickles your nostrils & lungs as you breath in deep. The room is dark with only the light coming from the locker room through the frosted glass door to illuminate the way. You quickly glance around, finding the room surprisingly empty. It takes a moment for your eyes to adjust & find the one lone occupant of the room. The man you are seeking. He is in one of two corners, out of sight of the door. So as not to be conspicuous, you veer to the center of the bench along the wall connecting to his corner. You untwist the towel at your waist as you sit so that when you sit back to rest your arms on the step behind you in a relax pose, your towel falls from your lap. You close your eyes as if you hadn't notices, but you peak at the man in the corner to see if he is watching.
Thinking you have your eyes closed, he looks your way, mouth agape as he stairs between your legs. You can feel your semi-hard cock lengthening against your thigh as he grabs his own cock through his towel. He blinks his eyes to look away, trying to calm himself as he breaths heavy. After his breath slows, he looks back, biting his lower lip. You cock is almost lifting off your thigh now. With your eyes still closed, you absentmindedly reach down to grab your cock, stretch it slightly, then lean it against your other thigh. His own cock is now tenting his towel & he can't seem to tear his eyes away. "Do you want a closer look?" You ask as you bring your head up and stare at him.
His jaw drops & he tentatively nodes. You stand up, dragging your town behind you as you walk toward him. His eyes never leave your bobbing cock as you sit down beside him. He can barely see it in the dark, but you know the sight & proximity is affecting him due to his heavy breathing & constant licking of his lips. "Its so dark over here," You calmly breath, "Why don't you touch it. Go ahead. You know you want to." Your words are encouraging. Hopeful. You want to give him the chance to give in to his desire like you did many months ago.
He turns to face you, pulling his knee up on the tiled bench. His towel opens up & you can see he own hard cock peaking out from under the cotton. His hand reaches out to tentatively wrap around your shaft. He bites his lower lips & moans, drawing pleasure in he contact. Almost immediately, he starts stroking your cock up & down, turning the almost painful ache that had built up to pleasure. "That feels good," You moan as you slide closer to whisper in his ear. "Doesn't it feel good in your hand?"
"Uh, huh," he groans in the affirmative as his strokes grow longer & firmer. He looks up to your face to see the lust & pleasure he is bringing to you. Your arm reaches around to grab his shoulder. You squeeze to let him know how good it really feels.
"You know," you ask as you stare into his eyes. "You can suck it. I know you want to. You know you want to. Trust me. You'll love it." Those were the same words the gym owner said to you all those months ago & you never regretted giving in. You are sure he won't regret giving in either.
When he finally stops & moves on to his next exercise, push ups, you finally come back to yourself and finish your set. Your own thong feels a little tighter now, thinking about his. u*********sly, you find yourself picking exercise equipment closer to him as you work out. Trying to get another peak to see if you were just imagining things. You have to stop after each exercise to calm yourself down so your excitement doesn't show to the others. Looking around, you can't imagine how no one else has seen this guys feminine thong & you feel more consciously aware of keeping your own hiding in the back of your shorts.
When he moves off to the cardio room for a quick jog, you follow him. You find a treadmill behind him so you can watch the rhythmic swish of his ass as he jogs. You pump up the speed to match his steady stride. When his shirt rides up & the pink thong emerges from the crack of his ass, you can't help licking your lips. Soon you have to look away. Your excitement is making your run uncomfortable. But after a few minutes you are back watching that bouncing ass in front of you. This goes on for 30 minutes & you are thankful when he finally finishes. You keep running for 5 more minutes so he doesn't think you are following him.
When you walked back out into the gym, you couldn't find him. He wasn't on the weight room floor in the areas most people stretch. He wasn't outside where some people go to stretch in the fresh air. After 10 minutes of searching, you lost him. So disappoint. You wander back to the men's locker room without stretching yourself & are surprise to find him naked among the lockers. He wraps a towel around his waist as you try not to stare while you fumble with your own locker. He picks up a net laundry bag to toss in his locker, the pink of the thong clear through the holes. He tosses it in without locking the door & walks off to the steam room.
No one is around as you quickly strip your workout clothes & toss them in your locker. You grab your towel & head for them steam room, but as you pass by his locker, you notice the door has swung open. The pink of the thong is on display for all to see. You reach down to ruffle the bag to hide them & somehow the panties fall out on the floor. Hesitantly, you pick them up, & bring them up to your nose. There is the smell of a men's sweaty musk, but something else. The scent of perfume. Very floral & feminine.
"What you doing, Blue?" You are startled by the voice of the gym owner. "Getting bold in feminine interests, eh?" He laughs as you fumble to hide the pink thong from anyone else that might be looking. The owner just chuckles as he grabs his semi-hardiness through his tight gym shorts. "I'ld ask you to put them on for me, but I got other things to do." He winks at you then walks off before you could tell him they weren't yours.
Before anyone else can catch you, you put the pink thong back in the bag, tousle it around so it isn't visible among the other gym clothes, then close & latch the door without locking it. You then head to the steam room.
The moist heat tickles your nostrils & lungs as you breath in deep. The room is dark with only the light coming from the locker room through the frosted glass door to illuminate the way. You quickly glance around, finding the room surprisingly empty. It takes a moment for your eyes to adjust & find the one lone occupant of the room. The man you are seeking. He is in one of two corners, out of sight of the door. So as not to be conspicuous, you veer to the center of the bench along the wall connecting to his corner. You untwist the towel at your waist as you sit so that when you sit back to rest your arms on the step behind you in a relax pose, your towel falls from your lap. You close your eyes as if you hadn't notices, but you peak at the man in the corner to see if he is watching.
Thinking you have your eyes closed, he looks your way, mouth agape as he stairs between your legs. You can feel your semi-hard cock lengthening against your thigh as he grabs his own cock through his towel. He blinks his eyes to look away, trying to calm himself as he breaths heavy. After his breath slows, he looks back, biting his lower lip. You cock is almost lifting off your thigh now. With your eyes still closed, you absentmindedly reach down to grab your cock, stretch it slightly, then lean it against your other thigh. His own cock is now tenting his towel & he can't seem to tear his eyes away. "Do you want a closer look?" You ask as you bring your head up and stare at him.
His jaw drops & he tentatively nodes. You stand up, dragging your town behind you as you walk toward him. His eyes never leave your bobbing cock as you sit down beside him. He can barely see it in the dark, but you know the sight & proximity is affecting him due to his heavy breathing & constant licking of his lips. "Its so dark over here," You calmly breath, "Why don't you touch it. Go ahead. You know you want to." Your words are encouraging. Hopeful. You want to give him the chance to give in to his desire like you did many months ago.
He turns to face you, pulling his knee up on the tiled bench. His towel opens up & you can see he own hard cock peaking out from under the cotton. His hand reaches out to tentatively wrap around your shaft. He bites his lower lips & moans, drawing pleasure in he contact. Almost immediately, he starts stroking your cock up & down, turning the almost painful ache that had built up to pleasure. "That feels good," You moan as you slide closer to whisper in his ear. "Doesn't it feel good in your hand?"
"Uh, huh," he groans in the affirmative as his strokes grow longer & firmer. He looks up to your face to see the lust & pleasure he is bringing to you. Your arm reaches around to grab his shoulder. You squeeze to let him know how good it really feels.
"You know," you ask as you stare into his eyes. "You can suck it. I know you want to. You know you want to. Trust me. You'll love it." Those were the same words the gym owner said to you all those months ago & you never regretted giving in. You are sure he won't regret giving in either.
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