Gym Shower Rendezvous (fiction)

Standing around the shower heads I was too obvious in the way I watched one guy washing his legs, his fat cock swinging heavily between his legs. I was imaging what it would feel like slapping on my ass, and how much sticky cum those balls must hold, when I realized you were looking directly at me. At me and my hard cock. You recognized what I wanted and, when we alone, you moved to the showerhead next to me. Not looking at me, pretending to shower with your legs spread a bit much and a little extra hip wiggle, you ordered me to stroke myself if I was going to watch. After a minute you told me to stop and back up. I backed away from the shower head and you moved over into it, turned to face me slightly, and began to slowly fuck your hand with your cock. We were both listening for the squeaky door that would announce someone entering the locker room. You masturbated like that briefly before stepping back to join me outside of the spray. You had me hold out my hands and spit in them before having me stack them on your cock. You stepped closer to me, until my cock was touching my hand. "Now we're going to fuck your hands", you told me. Our cock heads smashed into each other in my hands as we pistoned each other in and out of my grip. I was first, unleashing a stream of thick cum into my hands and coating your cock. You laughed and pulled back, telling me to clean you off and finish the job. I knelt on the tile, wrapping one hand around your veiny shaft, my lips around your massive purple head. With my other hand I reached between my legs to slip a cum covered finger into my ass. You grabbed my head and pumped into my mouth slowly and firmly a few times, my hand twisting lightly on your shaft below the head. You slowly picked up the pace until you could here the "glurp glurp glurp" of your cock breaking the suction of my mouth. Spit was dripping down my chin on the tile in a steady stream, pulled out by the deep ridge of your head. Feeling your cock pulsing in my hand, I locked my lips tight around your shaft and tried to worm my tongue into the tip of your delicious cock. It was only seconds more before you groaned and I felt quickly worked the end of your shaft with my hand while squeezing tightly. My tongue in your tip and my tight grip managed to hold back the first spurts so that they all poured out in one hot torrent. I swallowed greedily. Twice. You let me lick you clean before stepping into the spray to wash your cock. I knelt there, fingering my ass while eyeing your still engorged cock when we heard the door squeal. Jumping up I washed away the evidence. You were gone before I finished.