Flash back to any number of days the last six months. I pass this guy around the corner as I'm heading for the laundry, or out to pick up lunch. He's 30-something, in pretty good shape, if not a tad stockier than I like. He's shorter than me, which is a plus, about 5'7 or less. He's always tan and well-groomed. Sometimes he's walking his dog. It's a masculine dog. Perfect for him. He always gives me a once-over. Sometimes a twice-over. I know he's interested, or at least thinking about it. It may not be lust but I'll take it. Lately, as I have been walking by and getting scoped-out I couldn't help but think.
"When are we gonna have sex, butch little dog man?"
Flash forward to yesterday afternoon. I'm showering up at the gym after an afternoon cardio session. I innocently pass by a butch hairy man heading away from the shower room. While behind the curtain I notice butch hairy man has doubled back and headed into the steam room. It was then I notice he's got a hot ass. Never one to pass up an opportunity I head in to investigate. It's surprisingly busy for two in the afternoon. There was an obvious sexual vibe in the room. There was also obviously someone there who was either really bad at signaling his intentions or really there (Horrors!) to grab a steam. Either way, there was much shuffling and re-shuffling between the steam room and the sauna as various men picked various partners or none at all, rejected, as gay men do, as being too old, too fat or my own personal deal breaker, too uncontrollably hairy and pink. Blech. In the end, it ended up with me sucking off a nice and hot-ly verbal butch hairy man. Spurred on by his hot talk I added in some moans and a bit of slurping. It seemed very entertaining for the guy I recognized as a local hooker and amateur porn star. He was quite busy with two fingers up another guy's hole and jerking off his own dick. Butch hairy man decided to encourage me even further when I started sucking his nuts. He threw his legs apart which sent me heading right down to his hole. That seemed to push him over the edge as he quickly pushed my face away and shot a nice load that ran down his wrist. The hooker came as well, kind of inappropriately loudly. I loved it. But there are steam room sex protocols after all.
"That was hot." Butch hairy man remarked.
After everyone recovered and pushed four guy's man goo towards the drain, I left to shave and continue my day. My butch hairy man walked by as I was finishing up.
"Have a good day, man."
"I will, you too."
Not a half hour later I'm all suited up and heading to work. Around the corner from my apartment, who should come walking from the other direction but butch little dog man. It was then and only then that I realized that butch little dog man and butch hairy man are one in the same. He is as startled as I am for a second.
"Hey! I just met you." He said, in what I consider a huge understatement. My tongue up your hole hardly qualifies as "met".
"Yes, you most definitely did." I answered, before continuing on to work. Apparently, the answer to when I was going to finally have sex with butch little dog man, was yesterday.
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