I walked into the gym showers after my late workout and there he was, the new guy from the weights area, standing under the hot spray with his back to me. Water ran down his broad back and over the curve of his ass. When he turned around my eyes dropped straight to his cock. It hung heavy and thick, half-hard already, the kind of dick that makes your mouth water and your hole twitch at the same time. Nine inches at least, fat veins running along the shaft, the head wide and dark.
Like what you see? he asked, voice low and rough. No bullshit, no small talk.
I dropped my towel. Fuck yeah. You gonna use that thing or just stand there?
He stepped forward, cock swinging. Get on your knees and find out.
I hit the wet tile and opened my mouth. He fed it to me slow at first, letting me stretch my lips around that fat head.
The taste of clean skin and a hint of salt hit my tongue. I worked the shaft with both hands, but there was still plenty left. He grabbed the back of my head and pushed deeper until my throat squeezed around him. I gagged, spit running down my chin, and he just groaned and fucked my face harder.
Take it, he growled. Choke on that big cock.
My own dick was rock hard and leaking. I stroked it while he used my mouth like a hole. Every thrust made my eyes water. When he pulled out I was gasping, strings of spit connecting my lips to his glistening cock.
He hauled me up, spun me around, and shoved me against the wall. One hand spread my cheeks while the other lined that monster up with my hole. No lube except the spit on his dick and the water running over us. The blunt head pressed hard against my rim.
Relax, he said, then pushed.
The stretch burned like hell and felt so fucking good at the same time. Inch after thick inch sank into me. I clawed at the tiles and moaned like a whore while he split me open. Halfway in he stopped and let me breathe, then drove the rest home until his heavy balls slapped my ass.
Jesus, youre tight, he grunted, hips already moving. This ass was made for a big cock.
He started fucking me in long, steady strokes. Every time he pulled back I felt empty, then he slammed back in and filled me again. The sound of skin slapping skin echoed off the tiles. Water sprayed over us as he picked up speed, pounding me deep. My prostate lit up with every thrust and my cock jerked untouched, dripping onto the floor.
Harder, I begged. Fuck me like you mean it.
He grabbed my hips and gave me exactly what I asked for. Deep, brutal strokes that made my legs shake. His balls swung and smacked against me. I reached back and felt where we were joined, my stretched rim clinging to that thick shaft. I squeezed around him and he cursed.
Keep doing that and Ill fill you up right now.
Do it, I said. Breed my ass with that big cock.
He slammed in one last time and stayed there, pulsing. Hot cum flooded me, thick spurts that kept coming. I felt every jet, his cock throbbing inside me. The feeling pushed me over the edge. I shot against the wall, untouched, while he kept grinding into me, pushing his load deeper.
When he finally pulled out I felt the mess leak down my thighs. He turned me around and kissed me hard, tongue shoving into my mouth like he owned it.
Showers not over, he said, already stroking his cock back to full hardness. Turn around again. Im not done stretching that hole.
I smiled and did what I was told. The water kept running and so did we.
