Date: Sun, 18 Apr 2010 23:13:42 -0700 From: M F Subject: Men's Shower: The East Indian Man *This is a fictional work based partly on a true story. The following contains explicit sexual acts between two consenting adults. If it is illegal to view this kind of material in your area, please stop reading now. Or, if you find this type of material offensive, please stop reading* This is my first attempt at a story. If you like what you read, please contact me and let me know. If you don't like what you read, feel free to send some constructive criticism. mcf69@live.ca Men's Shower: The East Indian Man A brief introduction: My name is Justin and I am a 19-year-old college student. I am a Canadian of Chinese descent. I'm 5'9" and 150 lbs. I have a sculpted, athletic body...six pack and everything. Lightly muscled I guess would be a good way to put it. I am clean cut and good looking...boy next door type. My cock is 5 inches hard, uncut. And I am mostly a bottom. Most Saturdays, I go to the gym to lift weights. And I've noticed at around 12:45 PM, every Saturday, a group of about 5 or 6 men would shower together and chat it up as they changed-I think they play squash together, probably as part of a club. I always wanted to join them in the showers but I always end up arriving just as they are leaving. So last Saturday, I tried to go to the gym an hour earlier. Unfortunately, I must've zoned out doing my shoulder presses as I totally missed seeing them heading for the showers. So once again, I missed out on getting naked with them. They were all leaving as I entered the locker room. So I showered alone. My cock was getting a little hard as I thought about all the hot boys flexing, sweating, and grunting in the weight room. Then I decided to quickly finish so I can go home and masturbate. I towelled myself off and started to head for my locker. But just as I had wrapped the towel around my waist and looked up, my eyes met the eyes of an older East Indian gentleman, just standing there, unabashedly checking me out. He was clean shaven and fit, probably a regular at the gym here. His face was handsome and his hair was parted to the side like how the old movie stars used to have it. He smiled a big smile at me, and said with a slight accent, "Hi, how are you doing?" in a tone that would suggest we have previously met. I shyly responded, "Good, thanks. How are you?" as I continued walking. I was a little confused, trying to determine if I had in fact, met him briefly before and had simply forgotten. Or maybe he was just being friendly. As I worked on my combination lock, he approached me. And if I was straight, I probably would've thought he was uncomfortably close to me, especially considering all I had on was a wet towel. "It's quiet in here isn't it?" he asked. "Yeah, it is. It was busy earlier but everyone's gone now," I responded. And he nodded. Still smiling, he asked how often I come to the gym. I told him 3-4 times a week, and he said, "Yes, I noticed you have a really nice body." I blushed and managed a barely audible "thank you," as I continued to fumble with the lock combination, which I was suddenly having trouble with. I was getting very flustered, not knowing how to react to this strange man blatantly hitting on me in the men's locker room. He continued to smile and alternately studied my face and my naked torso. That's when I realized my cock was rock hard and pitching a tent in my towel! I panicked slightly and stammered something about how it's good to exercise to stay healthy, hoping to divert his attention back to my face and away from my boner. He agreed, "yes, it's good to be healthy. You obviously are very fit. Your body is very beautiful." I got even more red and mumbled another thanks. But just as I said thanks, he reached out and loosened up my towel just enough so that it fell to the floor. I was so shocked he did that, I didn't even know how to respond. Should I be angry? Should I be embarrassed? I just stood there completely naked with my 5-inch boner standing at full mast, wide-eyed and speechless. I didn't think it would be possible but he smiled even wider when he saw my hard-on. I stared back in utter disbelief. I watched him pull off his shirt and pants, and walk towards the shower. As he walked away, he looked back at me and gestured towards the shower. His surprisingly perky old man ass made my dick jump. I didn't know what to do. I felt so weak. This strange older man seemed to have just completely seized control of the entire situation and my inner sub boy let him get away with it. After thinking about it for a total of 5 seconds, I followed him to the shower, with my boner leading the way. As I turned the corner to where the showers are, he grabbed me by the shoulders and had me up against the wall. He planted a hard wet kiss on my mouth, forcing his tongue through my lips. Swirling around in my mouth and occasionally nibbling on my neck. I was getting incredibly turned on. Then he got on his knees in front of me and took my dick in his mouth. He wrapped his wet warm mouth around my 5 inches and sucked with wild abandon. In and out. In and out. Up and down, up and down. Slurping and licking away. Tugging and caressing. Occasionally he would suck on my hairless Asian balls. His strong calloused hands on my smooth ass, pulling me towards him. He was way better than the young guys I'm used to hooking up with. This guy knows how to give a blowjob! It wasn't long before I felt that familiar pre-orgasm feeling building up in my groin area. I let out a whimper and started to squirt my hot young jizz into his mouth. As soon as he realized that, he sucked even harder and faster, which made me cum even harder. Spurt after spurt after spurt. I was so elated and happy but he wasn't finished with me apparently. Apparently, this was just the beginning. He didn't suck me off for my pleasure... Because as soon as I finished cumming, he stood up and smiled the wickedest closed-lips smile. Closed-lips I realized later because he had not swallowed or spit out my cum. He had kept it in his mouth so he could use it as lube! As soon as I realized this, he very aggressively turned me around, so that my back was to him. He grabbed my right hip with his right hand, and with his left hand, he pushed me forward...effectively bending me over. Now my hands were on the shower floor and my ass was in the air. That's when he spat my cum onto my asshole, using his finger to spread it along my crack and inside my hole. Then he spat on his cock and got that ready for penetration. Honestly, I was a bit scared. Not only scared that someone might walk in on us, but because I knew he didn't have a condom and he wasn't going to use one even if he did. I always play safe. But at the same time, I was so turned on by the whole situation and by what he was doing to me...I just closed my eyes and tried to blank my mind. I wanted him raw even though I was afraid of the risks. He was simply too dominant of a man for me to ever exert any sort of control over what he was going to do to me. Before I could rationalize my way out of this, he forced his entire 7 inch cock inside of me with a single thrust! I wanted to scream but I also didn't want anyone to hear, so I quickly covered my mouth with my right hand while balancing myself with my left. My face went beet red and tears started flowing. "Ow! Slow down!" I whispered loudly. But he either couldn't hear me or didn't want to hear me. He didn't even give me time to adjust. He went right into overdrive, ramming me deep with his hard bare cock. In and out of my tight little hole, wet with my own cum. "Ungh, ungh, ungh, ungh..." I moaned with every thrust. I tried to keep it in but it was almost impossible. Eventually I just let it out and moaned like a porn star. I realized it wouldn't have made a difference anyway because he was fucking me VERY HARD. The skin on skin slapping was so loud, anybody with half a brain would've known exactly what was going on in the shower at the moment. His groin area hitting my ass cheeks and his heavy brown balls slapping against mine. In. Out. In. Out. In. Out. Slap! Slap! Slap! I can't see with my back to him but I could just imagine him smiling that big smile of his. He's probably thinking how hot it is fucking this tight little Asian ass in a public shower. Or how he managed to seduce a boy probably 30 years younger than he is. Or how he's going to empty his big hairy balls deep inside of me soon. Just as the pain was finally subsiding, he sped up. He grabbed me by the hips with a grip so tight, I winced. And just as I thought he couldn't possibly fuck me any faster or harder...he fucks me even faster and harder! And then he came! He pulled me into him and shot load after load of his hot East Indian cum inside of me. I felt his cock pulsating in my ass, squirting all over the walls of my rectum and drenching my prostate with his sticky cream. And just as suddenly as he came, he pulled out and left the shower area. I didn't even realize he left until I looked up and saw his shadow turning the corner. That's when I realized how tired my arms and legs were trying to prop myself up that whole time. They were shaking and wobbling. So I just let myself collapse onto the hard tiled floor. The man's cum, mixed with my own cum and his spit, slowly leaked out of my ass, onto my balls and then on the wet floor. I caught my breath and after a couple minutes, I picked myself up and went back to the locker room, completely disoriented. The room was empty. The man was gone as well. My towel was where I left it and my locker was still open. I quickly checked to see if anything was stolen while I was getting stuffed in the shower. Luckily my wallet and cell phone was still there. But something was missing... My underwear. Either somebody else stole it or the East Indian man took it as a trophy. I'm not sure. I quickly put on my clothes and got out of there. As I drove home, I could feel more cum leaking out into my jeans, and I thought to myself, "I can't wait to work out again!" THE END.