Gay Erotic Stories

I make it to the gym at least three times during the week an once on the weekend. One of my favorite parts of going is the locker room where I try to guess what kind of underwear a guy has on before he drops his pants. I'm pretty good at telling the boxer guys from the boxer-brief hunks from the traditional brief boys. I usually work out in a pair of baggy shorts, my boxers, and a t-shirt. Then after a good workout, I strip down in the locker room and head for the shower. Once, when I came back from the shower, I noticed that my boxers were gone. Right away, I knew somebody must have picked them up. They were nothing special, just blue cotton boxers with white stripes. I started to get hot just thinking that some guy in the locker room must have picked up my sweaty shorts and put them in his gym bag and maybe even was wearing them. I put on my clean CK boxer briefs got dressed and left. A few days later, I saw a hot guy drop his blue suit pants and saw what I thought were my boxers. I got hard as a rock since this guy was about 25, tanned, in great shape, with short blond hair. He stripped down to just (my) his boxers and then pulled them down, but didn't step out of them right away. Unfortunately, he was facing his locker, but I did get to see one of the hotest backsides ever ... he bend down to reach in his gym back and I got a real nice view of the back of his sack and the end of his hot cock. He pulled out a jock and slipped it on along with a pair of shorts and a sweatshirt. I had seen him in the gym before and so I knew that he was a regular and usually left his gym bag and clothes hanging on the hook on the locker. After he left, I was able to walk over and discretely pick up his (my) boxers. I'm not sure if they're mine, but I have enjoyed wearing them and thinking about this hot guy in my pants.