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Steam room Stroking

by AllenfromNYC


It was mid-June and the first 90-degree day of the summer in New York City. Sunny and humid in a good way.

Around 4 p.m., I headed to a gym in the NYU area that I had walked past many times but never before checked out. It was a gym that had a reputation for having a very cool vibe and very muscular clientele. I had taken a brief tour a few days before. Today was my trial workout.

I was already a member at another chain of gyms in the city. But, I was in a rut. Time to do some shopping. And, truth be told, there wasn't much extracurricular activity in the men's steam room or sauna at my regular gym (despite many hard bodies and handsome faces).

I arrived and changed in the men's locker room, taking note of several fine looking gentlemen with towels around their waists. I was relieved to see one man with a bit of a gut. As a guy with a bear build (striving for the muscle bear look), I was glad to know not all of my potential gym-mates already had perfect physiques.

Despite an urge to immediately check out the showers and steam room, I went upstairs and worked out for a little over an hour. (I didn't want to be THAT guy.) While I was on the elliptical, I spied two total college-aged hotties by the windows walking on the treadmills. They were both just the right amount of muscular and utterly scrumptious.

While I was working on the triceps machine, I noticed a beautiful man pacing around me a bit. He was about 25 years old, 5'10' and blonde with an adorable face and the perfect amount of musculature. His shorts were tight, but not too tight, and displayed the most perfect ass. As I began to get off the triceps machine, he came near and asked, "Are you done here?" (Did I detect the hint of an Australian accent?) "Yes," I replied and he quickly took my spot, Adjusting the weight to a more challenging level.

Soon after, I decided I had done my due diligence and headed to the locker room. I changed and, with a towel around my waist, headed to the showers. Unlike most of the more expensive gyms in the city, this location had individual showers but each with a curtain and not a door (much easier to leave unclosed for curious eyes). And, in fact, one middle-aged man with a large cock had left his curtain open for all to see his ample goods.

After a quick spritz, I emerged from the shower, put my towel back around my waist and headed to the steam room. It was quickly evident it was a small space filled with hard-bodied men. Around a fairly small U-shape were at least 12 men of varying ages, but most between 25 and 40.

After a few minutes I was able to take a seat across from a very muscular, dark-skinned man of medium height. His towel was draped over just one leg with the outline of his large cock underneath. He looked around at the other men scanning their eyes for someone interested in play. He bounced his cock under the towel. ("Show off!," I thought to myself with a smile.) For a span of about five minutes, he began to touch his cock under the towel. Some of the others began to make similar modest moves. A bear-ish muscular guy at the end of the room smirked but did not participate.

Then the real fun began.

The young man with the perfect ass (henceforth called "Mr. Perfect") with whom I had exchanged that quick word with at the triceps machine entered the steam room and sat to my immediate left. Sans shirt and short, his body was even more beautifully muscular than I had thought earlier. He immediately bean to look into the other men's eyes and, with his towel falling to its sides, began to stroke his beautiful cock. His cock was six or seven inches long and just the right thickness.

Immediately, five or six of the other guys opened up their towels and began to stroke their cocks, including the dark-skinned man across from me. His brown dick was big and round. Mr. Perfect's leg rubbed up against my own. I took my own cock out and began to stroke it. (I'm about six inches long and thick.)

Mr. Perfect, with his right leg still pressing against mine, leaned over to the slim and muscular man next to him and began to stroke his chest and nipples. He gently positioned his left leg over that man's right leg.

At that moment, the steam room door opened and everyone put their towels back over their cocks (in case it was a gym worker). A tall, muscular Asian man walked in and sat down next to the Black / Latino man. He immediately knew what had been taking place and smiled. The Asian man discarded his towel to reveal a large, soft but growing cock.

The stroking resumed. One older, white-haired man and a few of the others kept their towels in place but seemed to not mind the show.

Mr. Perfect then rose and stood buck naked in front of the dark-skinned man and pumped his cock. Still seated, the dark-skinned man pumped his cock even faster, his arm muscles flexing. I had a front row seat for Mr. Perfect's amazing ass and bucking, muscular legs.

The mood in the room was electric from the heat of the steam and the semi-public orgy. After a few more minutes of pumping, Mr. Perfect and the dark-skinned man both came, projecting beautiful spews of cum on their chests. They smiled but didn't make much noise owing to the location. I came shortly after, as did the tall Asian man and a few of the others.

The men used their towels to gently wipe up cum. Mr. Perfect and the dark-skinned man left the steam room. Other men entered and took their seats, unaware of the impromptu orgy that had just taken place.

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Steam room Stroking

It was mid-June and the first 90-degree day of the summer in New York City. Sunny and humid in a good way.Around 4 p.m., I headed to a gym in the NYU area that I had walked past many times but never before checked out. It was a gym that had a reputation for having a very cool vibe and very muscular clientele. I had taken a brief tour a few days before. Today was my trial workout.I was

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