rutter222
My jock is too small...and tight!
I always wear a jockstrap to the gym. I go at 6 am before work. I do 40 minutes on the stairmaster and 40 minutes of weight training. Im fit but not incredibly buff. I'm 42, 6'2, 190 lbs. I have a 44" chest and 32" waist. My Italian olive skin is covered in dark hair. I am straight, mostly, married to a woman and have 3 kids all under 10. I like for men to see me in my jock, so the highlight of my workout is heading to the locker room. I strip off my sweaty gym cloths and spend as much time out in the open in my jock as possible.
Before showering, I stand in front of the mirror and shave, I get on the scale, and I go sit in the sauna. All with my meaty bare ass hanging out and with 7 inch, thick uncut cock filling out my sweaty pouch. No one else wears a jock as proudly as me, but I like that.
My gym has shower stalls, so not completely open, but not completely closed either. All the stalls ar equipped with soap dispensers. I use their soap to soap up my jock pouch, and my soap for my hairy body and hairy head. I like to get completely wet, then shut off the water while I lather up everywhere. I like to cover myself in soapy lather from head to toe, then I rinse. My cock usually gets rock hard during this procedure.
One morning after a particularly good workout and post workout routine, I was in my stall and at the soaping up stage. The water was off and I was soaping up my jock first, then I started with my thick dark hair. I always close my eyes tight while I soap up. I was working on my chest and armpits when I heard, "My soap dispenser is empty, mind if I use yours?"
I immediately felt a tingle at the base of my balls. He sounded like he was inches from me and I had never been that close to man when I was just in my jock, especially with a big hard on in my jock. "Sure, help yourself" I said with my eyes still closed. There was no way to open them easily and see who was speaking to me without turning on the water.
"Thanks, man" he said as he pumped the dispenser a few times. To my surprise he didn't leave immediately. He was lathering up right there at the edge of my stall. He took a few more pumps and I felt like he was closer to me. I reached for the shower control, but only groped at the air. I felt his hand on mine. I thought he was going to guide it to the controller but instead he just held it still. He stepped closer to me. I couldn't breath. With his other hand he grabbed my cock through the pouch and stroked me.
"Whoa... dude...what the fuck?!
"Ssshhh" he whispered as he reached into my jock and grabbed hold of my cock. He stroked me hard and fast with a soapy hand. My whole body was tingling, and my knees were weak. It was just a few strokes and I felt my balls tighten and I shot hot ropes of cum. I heard him grunt. He stroked me a few more times and then released me. Eyes still shut tight I leaned against the shower wall for a second and then I turned on the water.
I rinsed my face immediately and opened my eyes. There was no one there. I quickly rinsed off everything and washed off any cum residue. I grabbed my towel and stepped out of my stall. There were three other showers going. I had no idea who was in them, or which one housed my visitor. I wondered if he was old, or young, fat or thin, tall or short. I had no idea and no way to find out. With nothing else to do, I wrapped the towel around me and headed toward my locker.
Before showering, I stand in front of the mirror and shave, I get on the scale, and I go sit in the sauna. All with my meaty bare ass hanging out and with 7 inch, thick uncut cock filling out my sweaty pouch. No one else wears a jock as proudly as me, but I like that.
My gym has shower stalls, so not completely open, but not completely closed either. All the stalls ar equipped with soap dispensers. I use their soap to soap up my jock pouch, and my soap for my hairy body and hairy head. I like to get completely wet, then shut off the water while I lather up everywhere. I like to cover myself in soapy lather from head to toe, then I rinse. My cock usually gets rock hard during this procedure.
One morning after a particularly good workout and post workout routine, I was in my stall and at the soaping up stage. The water was off and I was soaping up my jock first, then I started with my thick dark hair. I always close my eyes tight while I soap up. I was working on my chest and armpits when I heard, "My soap dispenser is empty, mind if I use yours?"
I immediately felt a tingle at the base of my balls. He sounded like he was inches from me and I had never been that close to man when I was just in my jock, especially with a big hard on in my jock. "Sure, help yourself" I said with my eyes still closed. There was no way to open them easily and see who was speaking to me without turning on the water.
"Thanks, man" he said as he pumped the dispenser a few times. To my surprise he didn't leave immediately. He was lathering up right there at the edge of my stall. He took a few more pumps and I felt like he was closer to me. I reached for the shower control, but only groped at the air. I felt his hand on mine. I thought he was going to guide it to the controller but instead he just held it still. He stepped closer to me. I couldn't breath. With his other hand he grabbed my cock through the pouch and stroked me.
"Whoa... dude...what the fuck?!
"Ssshhh" he whispered as he reached into my jock and grabbed hold of my cock. He stroked me hard and fast with a soapy hand. My whole body was tingling, and my knees were weak. It was just a few strokes and I felt my balls tighten and I shot hot ropes of cum. I heard him grunt. He stroked me a few more times and then released me. Eyes still shut tight I leaned against the shower wall for a second and then I turned on the water.
I rinsed my face immediately and opened my eyes. There was no one there. I quickly rinsed off everything and washed off any cum residue. I grabbed my towel and stepped out of my stall. There were three other showers going. I had no idea who was in them, or which one housed my visitor. I wondered if he was old, or young, fat or thin, tall or short. I had no idea and no way to find out. With nothing else to do, I wrapped the towel around me and headed toward my locker.
It seems to me that this is a greater miracle than getting suddenly helping hand by a complete stranger in the shower.)