Date: Sun, 29 Jul 2007 02:16:08 -0400 (EDT)
From: crumby2392@mypacks.net
Subject: Hot encounters of a bi married man 9:Exfoliant

EXFOLIANT

This was at the gayest gym in the city.  Sometimes, I would work out there
on Friday morning, then go into the sauna for a couple of hours.  Some of
the most sensual men were there at that time of day.  These were guys who
didn't have desk jobs--flight attendants, actors, musicians, not guys who
got out of their jockstraps and into their three-piece suits.

I took my shower, then sauntered into the sauna.  I hadn't seen anyone go
in (my shower stall was opposite, and I was of course watching), so I was
surprised to find someone in there.  And he was surprised by me.

He had been pumping his dick, and was taken aback by my entry. He looked
up.  "Oh!" he said, "see, um, I'm exfoliating."  He went back to fondling
himself.  "I do this once or twice a week."

"I bet!"  I thought, but just nodded.

"It removes the dead skin.  The arms, the legs, the balls."  Yeah, I bet my
balls are just covered with dead skin cells.  Can't be too careful about
those dead skin cells.

I stood opposite him and watched.  Thin guy, long curly hair, past his
shoulders.  Nice face, but neither pretty nor handsome.  Plain, actually.
But friendly.  And nicely shaped, if thin, body.

"Then I use this."  He reached into a gym bag next to him and took out a
tube of lotion.  The bag seemed to have lots of this stuff in it.  Did he
sell these products?  Was his stroking himself as part of a sales pitch?
The thought ran through my mind.

He put some lotion on his hands, ran them down his body, rubbed, and rubbed
some more on his penis for good measure.  His penis was plump and nicely
formed.  Nothing enormous.  Just a nice penis.

Then he nodded, left his sack on the bench, and went out into the shower.
He used the shower opposite the sauna door, so I could see him.  He knew I
would watch.  He didn't bother to pull the curtain.

In the shower, he stood facing the wall.  He waggled his ass.  He opened
the crack and showed his pucker.  He turned around and soaped himself up,
ending with his cock, which got longer and fatter.  By the time he had
finished, he was simply jerking off under the water, turned to me in
silhouette.

I'm sometimes dense.  "What's going on?  Could this be a show just for me?"
Duh.  Maybe what was really going on was that I could not accept so readily
that he was attracted to me.

But somehow I made the effort.  He came back into the sauna, took out some
more lotion, and started fooling with his cock.  To get things moving, I
asked for some myself.  He gestured positively, so I dipped my hand into
the little jar, and started rubbing my crotch with the salve.

Turned out that it in fact was an exfoliant.  It had little pieces of grit,
which rubbed oddly against my scrotum.  I made a face, more in surprise
than in complaint.  In fact, I started to say something: "Oh.  I didn't
understand what this was."  Or something equally profound.

He quickly reached into his sack and handed me another tube.  This guy knew
his tools.  I squeezed some on my finger, and rubbed it on my cock.
Pleasant, smooth feel to it, as it washed away that grit.  And a nice
smell.

So I'm rubbing it in, exfoliating like crazy, and so is he.  We're staring
at each other, and the clinical veil is pierced.  We both know what's
afoot.  He stands up and starts jerking me.  I return the favor.  We're
both good with our hands, and the lotion makes it really nice.

He sits down, and I follow, our hands still on each other's cocks.  He
removes his hand, replaces it with his mouth.  He's moving his tongue,
pumping his face, sucking his cheeks.  It's driving me mad.  I'm just
hoping that lotion tastes as good as it smells.  My cock is rock-hard.

He removes his mouth, and sits with his knees up, legs spread apart.
Remember, I have been jerking him.  I have already visited his nicely
shaped balls with my hand--this turns me on.  Now he's moving his hips
forward.  He wants something, and again I'm a little slow on the uptake.

Until I notice that his ass is agape.  I take my hand and run it up the
part of his ass crack that's accessible, the part he's not sitting on.  His
face registers lust--that's what he's been wanting.  I massage his ass
crack.  It's very hot.  I take my fingers, full of that great lotion, and
start playing with his pucker.  I insert one finger and he gasps.  He
thrusts his hips at me, humping my finger.  I'm doing something very right,
because his cock is jerking wildly and leaking.

So that's where the prostate is, I think to myself.

He's wiggling his ass, humping my finger.  I stick a second finger in his
ass.  He gets that look again, of unbridled lust, and moves his ass even
more.  His dick is hard now, flailing as he humps my two fingers.

He breaks off for a minute, and goes down on my cock.  He's really hot now,
and goes to town, sucking and licking.  He likes my cock.  I'm pumping his
furiously, with my whole fist, up and down.

Again, he wants me in his ass.  He starts that gaping posture, so that my
hand, while it's massaging his crotch and his scrotum, can also massage
behind his scrotum and up his ass crack.  His asshole is near my little
finger on the upstroke, so I try to push it in.  This makes him move around
more, so I insert the two large fingers again.

He goes nuts, his head rolling around, his eyes shut, then wide open,
gazing into mine.  And he cums.  I didn't expect him to shoot, just from my
fingering his ass.  But that's what happens.

Immediately, he gets up and swallows my cock.  Within a minute more, I'm
pulling out of him and cumming.  We smile at each other and hit the
showers.

I met him a few more times, always on Friday morning.  Once he was there
with a middle-aged black guy.  The two must have been old friends, jerk off
buddies, because the black guy saw him and went for his ass.  At the same
time, the black guy started jerking me.  Exfoliant is making that humping
movement, and black guy is pumping me--his hands are very busy.  Finally,
Exfoliant gives himself a couple of strokes, and cums.  I find myself
envying him the feelings in his ass--they must be powerful and intense.
Black guy turns his attention to me.  I start pumping him, dry, with my
hand.  Where is exfoliant's bag of tricks today?  Then black guy leans over
and sucks on my left nipple.  How did he know which was the more sensitive
nipple?  My cock surges as he jerks me.  His surges in return, and we cum.
All three of us cum within two minutes of each other.  Then we all pour out
of the sauna and hit the showers.  It would have looked suspicious for us
all to leave at the same time--but no one was there to see the exodus.