It was any other normal day at the gym. I was determined to get a good workout as I pulled my gym shorts over my grey boxer briefs. I concluded that a good swim after my lifts would suffice.
I set off on my usual sets of leg presses, military presses, and other lifts. Compared to everyone else I'm much smaller only about 5'8 and mostly lean muscle. Being on the swim team in high school slimmed me down so now that I was in college I continued to swim 3 days a week and do some strength training about twice a week.
I called it quits after doing my usual sit ups with the yoga ball. My abs tightened as I crunched up to finish my last rep. I headed to the locker room of the gym to change into my Speedo. The locker room was empty as I opened my box and pulled out my swimsuit. No ones around, I thought. I quickly pulled off my shorts and boxer briefs in one quick pull down. I picked up my first Speedo, which was loose and worn. I liked the challenge of wearing two suits for the increased drag. As I slowly slipped on the suit I felt a presence behind me. I quickly pulled up and looked behind me. Without looking, I pulled on the second suit and tied the elastic string.
I turned around and met eyes with a middle-aged man, He nodded and stepped back so I can pass through. I hopped into the pool and attempted to swim for at least 15 minutes. My arms succumbed at 5 minutes. I massaged my shoulders, as they were not used to swimming after an hour and a half of lifting. I hopped out of the pool and headed back into the locker room for a quick shower.
I heard the sounds of the water as I entered the shower. It was a small rectangular room with 3 showers each lined on two opposite sides. I remember I would used to take the corner showers to easily hide my hard ons. I surveyed the room and found that one of the middle showers were already occupied by the middle aged man I met earlier. He poked his head out of the frosted partitions separating the showers and took a quick look. I set my towel and goggles on the opposite side of the entrance and took the last shower in the back opposite from the occupied shower.
As I turned on the water I could feel the gaze of the middle-aged man behind my back. At 20, I was pretty proud of my lean body that was cut in some places and fully tanned except for the obvious Speedo tan. The excitement of someone watching me shower tickled my penis as I continued to rub my body underneath the warm water. I began to feel my penis grow erect as I instinctively turned the knob to make the shower cooler.
