I’d catch his eyes a few times and watch him while working out but didn’t think anything of it. He was nice to look at and was motivating for my own workouts — which I needed to be a thing and not just being at the gym for the sauna.
I’d watch and follow his routine somewhat, going into the sauna fully clothed letting the heat relax the worked out muscles, even seeing what was happening inside if anything. He’d usually show on the weekends and there was a window around noon where there could be moments or it was completely empty and hit or miss.
When I stopped focusing on running into him and I found moment to relax in the sauna by myself, he finally showed. I had gotten too comfortable and laid across the entire seating in one corner.
A towel under my head and a towel covering my body was how he found me. I opted to readjust so it wasn’t awkward or anything but also to not make it seem like anything other than relaxing. He watched as I turned and sat up and just as my towel dropped off of my body. I moved to readjust it but it was clear that he caught the view of my dick at attention because of him.
Of course he went with his usual working out in here before removing his shirt due to the heat or because of his working out or to flex and show off.
I wasn’t mad at it.
His body glistened with sweat and the more he moved, the more my dick jumped. I opted to stretch to distract from my staring at his body but I couldn’t help but to stare as he was the view.
Who would make the first move?
He continued stretching and moving and walking back and forth to the doorway and then back inside the sauna.
I couldn’t figure him out.
Should I say something?
It is only us here.
My eyes should have said enough. I thought to get up and exit but his workout seemed to get closer to me. Whatever he wanted he could have. I couldn’t help but to think. With stretching right in front of me, my hands couldn’t help themselves and I needed to touch him — his abs, his chest. his hands guided my hands down his gym shorts to his dick.
All the time we crossed paths, here we were, alone and to think about all the time wasted, wondering if he wanted to or not. I had my answer but another question, had he been waiting just for me?