Gay Encounter In Locker Room Pt 1

I looked up at his cockhead. I tilted my head back, extended my tongue and licked the tip. Kurt leaned forward and fed his meat into my mouth.
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When I’m traveling on the job, I stay at hotels that have a fitness center on-site. Once I find a hotel that meets my needs for room amenities, fitness center, location, etc., I tend to become a regular customer. And you learn who the other regular customers are and who is a regular user of the fitness center.
Late one evening, four of us were finishing our workout sessions. Kurt, Chris, Jon and I are nodding acquaintances. We all travel on the job and over the past year or so have gotten to know each other a little as we work out together whenever we stop over at this hotel. None of us are fitness fanatics and none of us have chiseled abs or buff bodies, but each of us like to stay in shape.
I had showered and was sitting in front of my locker, putting my gear away. I had a towel around my waist. I was trying to rub my right shoulder, when Kurt came out of the shower. He was drying himself off as he walked over to his locker. “What’s wrong? Did you pull something?” he asked.
I replied, “I’ve got a muscle that just knotted up. It’ll be o.k.” I was stretching my arm when Kurt said, “Let me see if I can help.” He walked over beside me, dropped his towel on the bench, and started to massage my shoulder and upper arm. I commented that I wished the fitness center Trainer worked later hours.
Kurt said, “You know, I bet we could use the massage table in the Trainer’s Room. Let’s go see if the room is open.”...