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As I walked in the locker room, Troy was there grinning at me as he pulled his jeans on. Luckily he was finished and would leave soon. I wasn't ready to repeat that encounter, plus I was worried he would talk. After a little small talk, I asked him if he could please keep it 100% to himself. He said he understood and doesn't like to be part of the gossip circuit himself, but he wished it would happen again sometime. "You never know man, it was a first for me I swear to God".

We parted ways and I went to do a run on the treadmill. The gym was dead - I only saw a couple of older guys, but that didn't matter. What happened the other day opened up something new within me - I liked being exposed and vulnerable for a change. As I ran, I started fantasizing about being caught jacking off again in the steam room. I was pitching a tent in my sweats so I tried to think of unsexy thoughts for a while until I gave it up and headed for the steam room again.

I had the locker room to myself, so I took my time being naked, walking to the urinals with a semi-hard to piss, checking my weight and shuffling things around in my locker. I was fully aroused facing my locker when a guy about 50 suddenly appeared nearby. I was embarrassed as I fumbled to get my towel but he seemed to be in a hurry and payed me no mind. So I went into the locker room for a quiet jack off session before I headed home.

As I walked in the steam room I had a full hardon pointing straight up. No one was there, so I didn't bother covering up. When I walked in I was surprised to find two older man staring at me. One actually did the 'tsk tsk' thing, shaking his head and walked out. The other guy looked away. Damn, here I am a successful, good looking professional engaged to a prominent woman. I have to be discreet. I sat down a few feet away from the other guy with my deflated cock and just closed my eyes and rested.

I squinted to see if the other guy was looking. He was a big guy, about 6'2", red hair, about 45. He looked like a truck driver, but not a macho shit. He also had a nice dick with lots of pubic hair. He seemed to be glancing my way and adjusted his junk, but I kept my eyes mostly closed and ignored him. Then damn, my cock starts inflating again slowly, but the steam kept me partially hidden, and if I stayed still he would mind his own business.

About 2 minutes later, I am startel to hear a voice right in front of me ask if it's alright to kick in some more steam. I open my eyes with him standing in front of me between my spread legs , cock practically in my face. I say sure, realizing he has a cold paper towel he wants to hold over the thermostat, which is just over my head. He leans forward and holds it about 10 seconds before the steam finally kicks in, which feels like an eternity. The cock is practically tickling my beard and he knows it. WTF? One indiscretion with a dude and now me, a hot stud - can't even be asked? Is this the way things work with men if you have an erection in public?

Now that the steam is on full blast I thought he would move, but at the same time I spring a new full woody. I couldn't even fucking hide it - the way he stood I was trapped with my legs spread wide open. Then I realize he's looking down at me smiling. He's got a goatee and a hard, masculine face. He reached down with both fingers and pinches my nipples. I let out an oww, and then it sends shivers down to my cock. he gently shoves a finger in my mouth and then two - and my first inclination to gag becomes a desire to suck his fingers. I have no idea why. "you're fucking pretty man - all fuckin' man, but pretty too". I don't say a word 'cause I'm sucking on his fingers. Then he reaches down to stroke my cock, which nearly drives me right over the edge. With an open mouth, he shoves his semi- hard dick in my mouth. HIs other hand is behind my head as he motions it deeper over his swelling cock. I don't remember sucking so much as just trying not to gag and throw up on him.

"come on you goddamned bitch, suck my ginger dick" ...and I did, as he stroked me. I can't even fathom how I was suddenly having a second encounter with a man - and this was more of an assault. I wasn't in a position to fight back, so I just prayed to God no one would walk in and see me like that.

It seemed like another minute went by and I couldn't hold back - I started moaning and he knew I was cumming, so he pulled his stiff dick out of my mouth. I shot on my chest for four good stroked splattering everywhere. Then he grunted and sprayed his cum all over my face. I couldn't do anything but close my eyes and hope it ended soon. He walked over to his towel and walked right out after he said later...

He seemed like the type who was a loner and was probably closeted, so I wasn't worried about him talking. But I also realized I had to figure some things out: In the space of a few days, my image of myself as a hot, athletic, professional studly ladies man was being tested: I loved being naked, vulnerable and hard in front of another man and I enjoyed letting him use me. Finally my beautiful body was getting some attention!

But other dangers were on the horizon as I sought excitement...