About 1999 or 2000 I was attending grad school at an enormous Great Lakes area state university. They have (what was then) a great new student recreational center just on the very edge of campus. It has all the facilities to work out and play sports, but it doesn't have any sauna, hot tub, etc. to relax after a workout, so the only way to unwind is to stand under the shower with the water really hot. The showers are gang-style, with the nozzles not attached to the wall but on stainless steel poles staggered across the middle of the floor, with about eight or nine posts and five or six shower heads per post.
Anyway, one day after a lunch hour workout, I was taking my time when a bunch of guys came in after a swim class. One I noticed immediately was a hunky Asian stud, about 22 to 24 I guess, about 5'10", and about 170-175 lbs. put together with just enough muscle to be pretty but not clumsy. He had a handsome face, black hair just long enough to be kind of spiky when wet, nice big pecs, and smooth skin with a perfect complexion. To make it better he didn't wear shorts like a lot of inhibited straight guys, but had on black speedos that he peeled off after showering a little while.
After catching this eyeful I checked the semester class schedule to see what class this guy was attending, and it turned out they met Mondays and Wednesdays, finishing about 12:30. From then on I made sure I would finish my workout in time to see him those days. I noticed he always used the same shower, the pole closest to the left hand door to the pool, and made sure to always be there waiting for him. My buddy gave me a glance every now and then, and always showered under the nozzle right next to mine, so if you think I was stalking him remember he didn't seem to mind. The water splashing off of his body onto mine and the occasional electric touch when he bumped into me were amazing. I always looked forward to his bending over to slide off his speedos and then rinse them out, not six inches from me. He didn't linger too long, but he didn't rush out either, and he always headed to the john bareass for a few minutes before getting dressed. However, I was already involved with someone I love deeply at the time, who would be totally crushed if I hooked up with somebody else in the locker room, so I never made a move. On the other hand, I never missed a chance to check him out.
(I first posted the above a couple of years ago under a different member name, but I forgot the password and so just created a new persona. Anyway, I figured it fit this forum so thought I would revive it.)
Now I work out at a local university's gym that allows community members to purchase a health club membership. It's definitely the best and cheapest health club around here, and although the hours aren't the best with them always closing whenever there is a school holiday, the eye candy is the best. They still have gang showers, and what's more, several of the varsity teams use the same showers as us ordinary guys who are just working out on our own. I have been there when the whole football team and/or track and field teams shower together. The football players are more boisterous, playing grabass and snapping each other with wet towels, and some of them have awesome Greek god bodies - although many of them, linemen and such, look more like Buddha. The track and field boys are mostly skinny little runners, but some of the short ones are nicely built, as are some of the bigger guys who throw javelin, hammer, pole vault, etc. Anyway, even though the track guys are small to average sized, and the football players are mostly bigger than average, the runners seem more confident. They don't need to show off and swagger, which for some of the footballers seems almost an act, and while some of the football guys seem to hide their junk from their lockers to the shower, the track boys mostly walk right in bareass, showing off what they've got. Turns out, some of those skinny little runners have bigger equipment than many of the bulked up football players. Anyway, one thing I've noticed is that most of the ordinary college guys I see in the weight room never change or shower in the locker room, and instead go straight home or to class all sweaty and nasty, the team members all make a point of showering together, like it's a male bonding kind of thing.
Anyway, my schedule doesn't tend to coincide with when practice ends anymore, so I haven't found myself surrounded by frolicking jocks lately. Now I tend to workout later and have the place all to myself, although a couple of weeks ago a nicely muscled strawberry blond of about 25, with trimmed pubes, came in and showered at the set of heads across from me, and got completely hard. I let it pass, but I have seen him around before (he likes to shave afterwards, and I've often changed while he's shaving at the sink), and I won't mind bumping into him again.
While many places are getting rid of gang showers, there are still lots of old school health clubs with saunas, steam rooms, and whirlpools as part of the lockerroom, and guys can hang out bareass there, which is hot. I've noticed that in the Midwest that seems to be more common than in the South - had the pleasure of watching lots of firm young butts climbing out of the hot tub up here. One of the downsides of using a college gym is that there aren't those kinds of facilities in our locker room, but there's always the thrill of hearing a locker door rattle open or clang shut, and wondering what sort of hunk might come around the corner and head to the showers, or better yet, coming in after a workout and hearing the shower splashing, and knowing there's a good chance you might get to share the facilities with some hottie.
FUN!
When I notice this, I face that person, and fondle my penis at length, pretending to be washing it, or rinsing it off.
