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He had a big hard on, and it was pointing at me. He deep throated me once more, then removed his mouth. Most women can't do that, and I was getting to like this guy more and more. He kept me in his throat for about 15 seconds without gagging, then pulled back up. He licked around the glans, massaged my balls, then pushed his mouth all the way down. He was as gentle as any woman who had ever blown me. He lowered his head to my cock, and took it in his mouth. I knew what he was talking about, and something inside of me snapped. He said "I can go you one better, and make you feel really good." He started to stroke, but broke off shortly. I must have been in some other world at that point, because it actually felt good. He came over, squatted down in front of me, and grabbed my cock. I sat down on the bench, facing the side. Just a place to sit down to put your suit on, or adjust your flip flops, or put your prosthetic leg back on. The bench in the middle of the shower was just a long piece of finished oak on legs, about 18" high, with no sides. He said "sit down on the bench, and I'll show you." I said "well, exactly how were you planning to help me?" I must admit he had a gorgeous face and body: blond hair, a glowing smile, a buff chest with lots of curly blond hair, 6 pack abs, and a cock that, if I were actually to admire a cock, would be one I would admire. I had seen him before in the locker room, but didn't know him at all. "If that's the way you see it, yes," he replied. I turned to him and said "What the fuck? Are you coming on to me?" So what was about to happen was a TOTAL ABERRATION, AND WILL NEVER HAPPEN AGAIN, EVER. I love sex with women, I look at porn regularly, I go to strip clubs, and I'm a big fan of Hooters. I am NOT gay, never have been, never will be. Now let me clear something up right away. Well, what choice did I have? I turned back, leaned forward against the wall with one hand, and started stroking again with the other. "Oh, no," he said, "I plan to watch, and if you don't want me to report you, you'll let me." "Well, do me a favor, pal, turn the other way so I can finish." Well, I always feel that the best defense is an offense, so I turned to him and said, I opened my eyes, looked to my left, and there was a naked man, leaning sideways with his elbow against the wall, staring at me, a smile on his face. My eyes were closed, and I knew this wasn't going to take long. I stroked and stroked, and got hotter and hotter. Of course, I like to stroke the whole length too, but I find that women are better at that than I am, so I stick to the tip. So I soaped up my cock, and started stroking. I knew that getting caught masturbating in the shower was grounds for being banned from the club, but I couldn't see how I could get caught. I went back in the shower, hung up my towel, and turned it on again.
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But just to confirm, I rinsed, shut off the water, wrapped a towel around me, and did a quick walk through of the changing area. Since I was the only one in the shower, I was pretty sure I was the only one in the locker room at this late hour. I left my cock alone, and soaped up my legs, but, NO, I couldn't just leave well enough alone. I hadn't been with a woman in, shit, longer than I could count (just a temporary dry spell, folks, nothing to worry about). When I got to my cock, a few strokes, and I suddenly realized how horny I was. I started to soap up my hair and face, and work my way down my body. I let the water cascade over my head and body, then I took my jammers off and hung them up. I entered the gang shower room, hung up my towel, put my fins and goggles on the shelf, and turned on the shower.
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I had done my mile of laps, and was feeling pretty good. I was the last one out of the pool late one evening.