I kept moving closer to him, now right up to the borderline of my own shower stall, with my cock perhaps over the boundary. I was jerking now at a slow pace, letting my thick dick slide through my fingers, each finger squeezing as the soapy meat moved through. My Buddy was slowing down too, I knew he also was trying not to cum right away.
This couldn’t go on forever, with us each trying not to cum just yet. I knew this was maybe my only chance to complete this fantasy, so I went for it. If he rejected me, fine, if he didn’t, I could frot with him for a minute or two then cum, and safely return to my stall before anyone else came in.
But then a devilish idea came to my mind. I’d go into his stall, and close the curtain behind. Then, we could do anything we’d like, and if anyone came in we could just hang out till the coast was clear. I took the chance. I looked out to make sure the coast was clear, and of course it was. I stepped out into the path between us, and his eyes got huge. He for sure was not ready for this, and looked like he was scared of what might happen next.
I stepped into his stall, and pulled the curtain behind me. I was now an inch from his body. He looked me square in the eye, and then put his arms around my back. He pushed his dick into mine, and slid it up my belly. I could feel the heat of his rod, it was amazing to feel this penis against my belly. I slid my soapy meat against his, so that now we were fucking each others’ cocks and bellies. My balls touched his, and this almost set me off. I slowed, but he kept fucking.
Our chests were together, our faces were an inch apart now, our arms were around our backs. I slid my arms down to his butt, squeezing the cheeks, but not daring to go between them. He kept fucking my body harder and faster, I knew he was about to shoot his load. I could see him closing his eyes tightly, and his fucking went into a jerking motion. I felt that hot sperm on my body.
I have been cum on many times, but this time, wow. I came as soon as his cock stopped pulsing. I actually felt the sperm travelling up my shaft and exiting. I was so turned on, so hard, so sensitive, and I blew a huge load all over this guy. He kept sliding on me too, even though he had already cum. He held me tightly against his chest and belly, and pushed his half erect cock against me, as our balls touched and I came all over our bodies.
After a minute of bliss, I released my hug, and moved away. I looked at the mess on each of our bellies and cocks and balls. It was so hot. His dong hung half mast, mine was half as well, but still very thick, for sure I could have gone another round very soon.
He moved around me, then put his hand on my shoulder. “Thanks, Buddy!” he looked me in the eye as he said this, then he poked his head out of the curtain. Coast clear, he went across to my stall, and closed the curtain. I stayed behind, now kind of weird feeling. I heard the water across the way, he was washing off, so I did too. I didn’t really ever consider the protocol for after. Do I stay in here till he leaves and is out of sight? Do I leave first? Can we leave together?
I finished washing the jizz off my body, and my cock was still half hard. I hadn’t even noticed the curtain across the way jostling. I opened my curtain, and he was gone. I went back to my locker, and his shorts were gone. My Buddy was gone. I got changed, and went out into the gym. He was gone. I went out to the curb, and called Uber to take me back to my hotel.
Today is Thursday, and I’m going to fly back home today. I’m tempted to go make a trip to the gym, just in case I might find my Buddy. Do you think I will?