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I used to ride the bus to the downtown YMCA every day. I would always arrive around the same time and play basketball or lift weights for an hour or so before hitting the locker rooms. This YMCA had a big open lockerroom area that was always packed with naked guys. The wet area adjacent to the lockers had a hot tub, sauna, steam room, and a big open shower area. Most people are totally naked in the wet area. I started to notice that I would run into the same guys every day. There was one guy in particular, whose name I never got, but let's call him Don. Don was an older man, bald head on top with white hair on the sides, glasses, a beard, a lean body, and a beautiful uncircumcised penis. Being uncircumcised also, I was fascinated by his cock and it wasn't long before he took notice.


Don was never shy about being nude. He would walk around naked in the locker room and wet area, only using his towel to dry himself when he was wet. I loved this carefree nature he had but I was shy at first. I would usually stay covered, only getting naked in the shower.

I would always go into the sauna with him when I saw him go in. He would always greet me with a smile. He would sit on the sauna's bottom bench facing me with his back to the door so no one could see him if they walked by. He would ask me about school, my day, etc. I never asked him anything, just answered and stared at his amazing cock. He was always naked, legs open, and would casually massage his penis and retract his foreskin while talking to me calmly. He was always just calmly playing with his penis, letting it grow little by little and sliding the foreskin back like a pro. I would sit across from him on the top bench in awe just mesmerized. His penis looked like what I wanted mine to look like. It was almost like he knew this and was showing me how to masturbate. I would have a towel over my lap but every minute or so I would lift it up and act like I was wiping sweat off my face, when I was really just exposing my growing erection. I loved watching him get turned on by looking at my cock.


Over time we developed a good rapport. Whenever we saw each other out in the workout area of the Y, we would give each other a knowing nod but never talked openly in public. We got to know each other's routine and would always end up in the sauna alone together around the same time when no one else was there.

Don would typically spend about 30 mins going back and forth from sauna, shower, hot tub, steam. I would follow him casually and watch him masturbate. I would lift up my towel and show him my erection. Sometimes we would go into the showers together. He would always stay far enough away from me so I felt safe. He would be hard in the showers but would not openly masturbate there, only in the sauna. He wasn't much for the steam, just the sauna and hot tub and shower.

After we both got done going back and forth each day we would go into the locker room together and he would stand in front of me while he dried himself off, retracting his foreskin and wiping his glans dry a few inches from my face, still hard as a rock. Looking back, it is impressive how he was able to stay hard for so long.


Don would never let himself reach orgasm in front of me, except for one special day. It wasn't until later than we would openly masturbate and cum together but that's for a later post. The one time I saw him cum. I had known him for a few years and was very comfortable around him at this point. We were both in the sauna and on this day I decided to keep my towel open and sit up on the top bench with knees to my chest to let my cock and balls hang down for a full view. He saw this and said something about wanting to join me on top because the temperature of the sauna was hotter on top. He climbed up on the top bench, still across from me. He opened his legs and began to pull on his foreskin like always. As both our penises grew during our idle chat, mine began to throb and twitch. This delighted him and his foreskin rubbing began to intensify. We were both sitting on the top bench, me with my back to the wall and legs open with my cock in full view. Don had one leg straddled up like always while his other leg hung down. He had his left arm draped over his lifted leg and his right hand was in his crotch rubbing his glans over his foreskin.

Suddenly he stopped stroking and pinched the tip of his foreskin together right before his penis began to rhythmically pump. His eyes closed as his foreskin filled up with cum, his fingers tightly pinched as to not let any out. When the orgasm stopped, he grabbed his towel and pulled it over the top of his penis before releasing his grip to catch the semen. Then we sat there in silence for a bit before he got up and went to the shower. I never saw any actual cum go out of his cock, which I really wish I would have.

I'll keep updating this thread with stories about Don and others. Please add your own stories also
 
During our initial encounters, Don would sit there and talk to me naked and pull on his penis. I wouldn't touch mine as often as him, as I was much more self-aware about being exposed and being hard. I would just let it grow and watch him pull his skin back.

As big as his dick was, I didn't even realize Don was hard. I thought what he was doing with his penis was showing me how to tuck my foreskin behind the cock head. He would pull it back and forth, back and forth, slowly while he talked to me over and over, until the tip was all the way out.

My foreskin was tight. Even at a full erection, I couldn't get my tip all the way out like Don. Don was so calm while he talked to me while pulling the skin back,. His dick was getting so hard that his foreskin was retracted to the point that his glans was fully exposed. One exposed, while he would walk around and look just like the other guys.

Most of the other men at the Y were circumcised. There was one other uncut guy who I ended up jerking off and cumming with in the steam room but that is for a later post. When Don's dick had the skin tucked all the way back, his cock looked like the others. I thought him sitting there peeling his foreskin back and forth over his cock head until it was fully exposed was almost like a trick to show me how to make my dick look like the other guys.


Once I got the hang of it, I mimicked Don. I would retract my foreskin and try and roll it back over my glans so that it would fold over itself and get tucked behind my cock head, giving the appearance that I was circumcised. It would rarely work, and once my dick started growing the skin would roll out again. But once in a while I would catch it just right and I would look down at my cock so proud to be just like my friend Don.
 
The Y became a part of my daily routine. I looked forward to seeing Don at our usual time and the encounters became more and more forward.

One day we were both alone in the hot tub together, I always remember the hot tub being super filled with chlorine at the Y to the point that it would burn your eyes. I didn't want to fully submerge myself so I sat on the edge of the tub with my feet in the water. I had my legs already open so Don could see my dick and balls hanging off the ledge. Don was standing up right in front of me in the tub, his hard dick floating in the water. He would sway his hips back and forth slowly as he talked to me with his foreskin fully retracted, his hard cock sliding across the water as he swayed back and forth. I was in a trance, I loved watching his big dick with the skin pulled back skim the water and glide back and forth across the surface.

After sitting there for a few minutes my cock had fully swelled and I decided I wanted to give Don a good look. I stood up, my dick fully erect, and walked over to the towel rack that was in the hot tub. The Y gave everyone the same small generic white towels at check-in. They were barely big enough to wrap around your waist, which was perfect. Our towels were next to each other so instead of grabbing mine, I grabbed his on 'accident'. I grabbed it, turned around to show him my hard penis, and dried my dick with his towel the same way I had seen him do so many times right in front of my face.

I pulled my foreskin all the way back first to expose the tip, rubbed the towel all over my glans to get it dry, and then rubbed the towel back and forth on my hard dick to get it all the way dry before finally wrapping the towel around my neck, dick bobbing up and down right in front of Don. He smiled and watched from the hot tub, cock still swaying back and forth with the skin pulled back.

After I was one I said 'Oops, I think this one was yours' and put it back on the rack. Don immediately got out of the hot tub with his cock fully hard, walked over to his towel, and rubbed it all over his face. 'That's ok', he said, as he finished wiping his face and went down to his dick.


We walked over to the showers together and rinsed off after that, skin pulled back, dicks bobbing up and down side by side.
 
I used to ride the bus to the downtown YMCA every day. I would always arrive around the same time and play basketball or lift weights for an hour or so before hitting the locker rooms. This YMCA had a big open lockerroom area that was always packed with naked guys. The wet area adjacent to the lockers had a hot tub, sauna, steam room, and a big open shower area. Most people are totally naked in the wet area. I started to notice that I would run into the same guys every day. There was one guy in particular, whose name I never got, but let's call him Don. Don was an older man, bald head on top with white hair on the sides, glasses, a beard, a lean body, and a beautiful uncircumcised penis. Being uncircumcised also, I was fascinated by his cock and it wasn't long before he took notice.


Don was never shy about being nude. He would walk around naked in the locker room and wet area, only using his towel to dry himself when he was wet. I loved this carefree nature he had but I was shy at first. I would usually stay covered, only getting naked in the shower.

I would always go into the sauna with him when I saw him go in. He would always greet me with a smile. He would sit on the sauna's bottom bench facing me with his back to the door so no one could see him if they walked by. He would ask me about school, my day, etc. I never asked him anything, just answered and stared at his amazing cock. He was always naked, legs open, and would casually massage his penis and retract his foreskin while talking to me calmly. He was always just calmly playing with his penis, letting it grow little by little and sliding the foreskin back like a pro. I would sit across from him on the top bench in awe just mesmerized. His penis looked like what I wanted mine to look like. It was almost like he knew this and was showing me how to masturbate. I would have a towel over my lap but every minute or so I would lift it up and act like I was wiping sweat off my face, when I was really just exposing my growing erection. I loved watching him get turned on by looking at my cock.


Over time we developed a good rapport. Whenever we saw each other out in the workout area of the Y, we would give each other a knowing nod but never talked openly in public. We got to know each other's routine and would always end up in the sauna alone together around the same time when no one else was there.

Don would typically spend about 30 mins going back and forth from sauna, shower, hot tub, steam. I would follow him casually and watch him masturbate. I would lift up my towel and show him my erection. Sometimes we would go into the showers together. He would always stay far enough away from me so I felt safe. He would be hard in the showers but would not openly masturbate there, only in the sauna. He wasn't much for the steam, just the sauna and hot tub and shower.

After we both got done going back and forth each day we would go into the locker room together and he would stand in front of me while he dried himself off, retracting his foreskin and wiping his glans dry a few inches from my face, still hard as a rock. Looking back, it is impressive how he was able to stay hard for so long.


Don would never let himself reach orgasm in front of me, except for one special day. It wasn't until later than we would openly masturbate and cum together but that's for a later post. The one time I saw him cum. I had known him for a few years and was very comfortable around him at this point. We were both in the sauna and on this day I decided to keep my towel open and sit up on the top bench with knees to my chest to let my cock and balls hang down for a full view. He saw this and said something about wanting to join me on top because the temperature of the sauna was hotter on top. He climbed up on the top bench, still across from me. He opened his legs and began to pull on his foreskin like always. As both our penises grew during our idle chat, mine began to throb and twitch. This delighted him and his foreskin rubbing began to intensify. We were both sitting on the top bench, me with my back to the wall and legs open with my cock in full view. Don had one leg straddled up like always while his other leg hung down. He had his left arm draped over his lifted leg and his right hand was in his crotch rubbing his glans over his foreskin.

Suddenly he stopped stroking and pinched the tip of his foreskin together right before his penis began to rhythmically pump. His eyes closed as his foreskin filled up with cum, his fingers tightly pinched as to not let any out. When the orgasm stopped, he grabbed his towel and pulled it over the top of his penis before releasing his grip to catch the semen. Then we sat there in silence for a bit before he got up and went to the shower. I never saw any actual cum go out of his cock, which I really wish I would have.

I'll keep updating this thread with stories about Don and others. Please add your own stories also
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I started to notice the different crowds of guys at different times. It became very obvious that the guys who were there to have fun would show up during off hours when the gym was slow. Usually around mid-day after lunch, between 1-4pm.

One of the things I liked most about stroking with Don was how casual he was. He never encroached into my personal space, he never talked about his penis or made any sexual remarks, and he never propositioned me or asked me to do anything. It was all very organic.

However, not all of the old guys were like this. There was one in particular who we'll call Phil. Phil was an old fat white guy, with long white hair and a long white beard. He kind of looked like Santa. He had a big dick. His cock was cut, his tip was flush pink almost red, shaft was nice and thick with lots of veins thick, and about seven inches long. His cock was one of the first I saw that was bigger than Dons. His dick was different, and very fun to look at. His whole cock was a pinkish color. And boy did he like to stroke that thing.

Phil was very forward and almost aggressive. He would follow me around the wet area and stare at me in silence. I would do my best to keep my towel closed and never got aroused infront of him. If I left the steam for the shower, he was always right behind me watching, his thick pink cock bobbing up and down at half mast.

The showers at this ymca were big open gang showers. There was no door to the shower area and the heads were lined up against opposite-facing walls. He would always take whatever shower was closest to me and stare while just openly jerking his cock if we were alone. If others were around he would still follow but not stroke.

When he would get me alone in the sauna, he would take his left hand and wrap it at the base of his shaft while using his right hand to stroke his cock all the way up and down the shaft. He would stare right at me as he did it, with his mouth open breathing heavily, eyes looking my naked body up and down. I would sit there paralyzed, eyes glued to his dick. If someone walked by or came in he would always stop, cover himself, and close his eyes. When the person sat down and got settled, he would wait until they weren't watching him and then open one of his eyes and look over at me and open his towel briefly to show me his throbbing dick, almost taunting me.

Once in a while, I would make eye contact with him and he would give me an upward nod as if to get me to reciprocate. He was very obvious and I didn't like that.

He wasn't around very long, maybe a year or so. Whenever I saw him my heart would skip a beat. As uncomfortable as it made me, I still found myself sitting naked with him, my dick hard under my towel as I watched him stroke.
 
I could always count on Don to be there at the same time each day during the week, but as I got a bit older I wanted to explore more so I started going to the Y on the weekends and spending most of the day there. I would play basketball when the locker rooms were slow. I would periodically go into the locker rooms to get a drink of water or take a piss to see if there were people there. There was a door in the wet area that led to the coed pool and workout area. I would make a habit of walking into the locker room, going to the water fountain which was right by the door to enter the wet area, and then entering the wet area to look around before going through the door back out into the gym area.

There was a guy who showed up sometimes during the week but usually only on weekends. He had one of the first circumcised cocks I ever really liked. Let's call him Steve.

During these days, Steve was probably in his early forties. He was lean, tan with some body hair, balding on top but dark hair, always had on a necklace, and had the best-looking circumcised cock I have yet to see to this day. I prefer to play with uncut guys, it's just my preference. But Steve's cock made me want to get naked and pull on my dick just like Don every time I saw it. By now I wasn't shy anymore and would always try to catch Steve's attention when we were together. Most times there were lots of other guys there. It was rare for us to be alone.

Steve's cock was big. It looked like he always had a semi. His dick was tan like the rest of his body all the way down the shaft, until you got to the circumcision mark. It then immediately changed colors from tan to bubble gum pink. The color contrast was amazing, just so fucking hot. His tip was fat but not too big like mushroom head style, just perfect. His dick would kick of pop up and then flop over, almost like a semi-circle. He would always sit in the steam or sauna with his legs to his knees with his dick hanging in full view. He was very good at controlling the blood flow to his penis and would walk around engorged enough to let people know he was excited but never fully hard until the moment was right.

Steve was very friendly and open with the other guys at the Y, he was always walking around with his cock bobbing up and down and no one seemed to mind. He wasn't too friendly with me at this time. He was open to letting me look but didn't engage with me like Don. I was fine with that. Anytime I saw him in the wet area I would follow him like a puppy, letting my cock grow and trying to catch his eye. Steve liked to play around in the wet area for hours like me. He would work out for a very short time and spend a long while naked bouncing around in the wet area.

I remember one time on a Saturday, there were a lot of guys in the wet area and Steve was making it known that he was excited. I remember one moment in particular clear as day. There were about six of us in the steam room, I was sitting by the door on the top bench and Steve was sitting across from me at the other end of the steam on the top bench. There was this new white guy with a nice big dick that Steve had been following around all day. Steve was sitting facing him with a good view of his cock. Everyone in the steam was naked.

Steve sat with his bare ass on the steam bench with his knees to his chest, back up against the wall, cock, and balls in full view hanging between his legs. His amazing dick was already at half-mast as always. As the room filled with steam, his cock began to engorge and twitch, and twitch, and twitch until it grew to a full erection. He sat there, unassuming, head between his legs, as his beautiful penis swelled with blood and continued to throb until it was fully hard. Tick....tick....tick. I was mesmerized. I'll never forget that moment. He didn't touch it or acknowledge it once. Just let it fill with blood while everyone else watched. The white guy started to get hard, as did everyone else. When the white guy got out to shower, Steve got up and followed. I stayed behind with the intention of going with them but they ended up coming back out of the showers not long after. I still to this day regret not going with them.
 
I was very comfortable around Don now and one of my favorite things to do with Don was to take a piss together before we would go into the wet area. Since our schedules had become somewhat synchronized at that point, when I saw him finish his workout I would head to the lockers. Once inside the locker room he would look and me and smile. I would take a locker near him and we would undress together while he asked me about my day.

After we were both undressed with towels tossed over our shoulders, Don would take the lead and walk over to the urinals to take a piss before entering the wet area. There were no partitions. I loved standing next to him while we chatted and pissed together. Don always pulled his foreskin all the way back to take a piss and before long I started to do the same. Both of our foreskin's fully retracted, glancing at each other's penises as we prepared to enter the wet area. Sometimes we wouldn't even piss. I would just stare at his dick while it grew as he talked to me and retracted his foreskin in front of the urinal. This would usually last for a few minutes. Once in a while I would glance up and see Don gently smiling, eyes glued to my growing penis as he continued to play with his.
 
There was another man with a remarkable penis who I enjoyed being around, let's call him Manny.

Manny was a tall, slightly plump Mexican man. He was darker-complected, had a full head of dark hair and was clean shaven. I only spent a couple of years around him and they were glorious. This was during the time when I had already been going to this Y for a few years and had developed a good rapport with the mid-day nude crew.

The sink area of the locker room was large and open, and there were mirrors surrounding it in totality. If you were facing it head-on the sinks were on the right-hand side, a counter with light bulbs for grooming with blow dryers etc was at your 12'oclock, and four stand-up old school hand/body push button dryers were on the left side.

Sometimes if I was especially horny or if there was a good crowd, I would walk out of the wet area soaking wet with no towel and casually walk into the main part of the lockerroom. The hand dryers were tall enough that you could put part of your body under them. I would stand nude in front of the dryers and air-dry my entire body. This was commonplace amongst this group of men.

I would rub every inch of my wet nude body to get the water off and then finally, peel my foreskin back for everyone to see and dry my glans under the warm air. Manny was my favorite to stand next to while doing this and would often join me.

Manny was circumcised. He didn't exercise. When he came to the Y, it was to hang out in the locker rooms and showers. Manny's cock was extraordinarily long and girthy for a man of his stature. His balls were also very big but they did not hang. They were always full, with his scrotum tight. The shaft of his penis was dark like his skin complexion and he had shaved all of his pubic hair. Sometimes he would shave his dick and balls in the shower, which I loved to watch. His glans was pink and bulbous, mushroom tip style at the top after the circumcision mark. He would spend hours in the locker room and wet area with it bobbing up and down at half mast.

Like the rest of us who would come to play in the locker room area during the mid afternoon, Manny wasn't shy and would not wear a towel until it was time to dry off. There was an understanding that once you were in the locker room area you were expected to be nude. Unless you were just using the bathroom or changing clothes everyone else was naked. Whether you were shaving, drying your hair or body, or just chatting at the urinals while taking a piss, we were all naked.


His schedule was erratic but when he showed up he stayed for hours. He would come in and immediately get naked, and then get wet in the shower area. His dick would be soft upon initial entry but not for long. Once aroused he would return to the main locker room naked soaking wet and sit on the bench right in front of the open sink area.

There were three isles of lockers at this YMCA. Manny would always sit in the very middle isle right at the front in full view of the sink/dry-off area. He would sit with his ass far enough away from the bench so that his dick and balls would be hanging out in full view with his legs spread wide open.


Once situated he would then pull out his T Mobile sidekick and look at it while he casually massaged his penis until it became engorged. I would hang out nude at the sink area just to watch. I would go back and forth from washing and my hands to drying my penis off at the dryers with my foreskin peeled back for him to see. He would never stare directly at me but given that the area was surrounded in mirrors, it was hard to miss the occasional glance that confirmed he was watching and enjoying the view.


After his dick had enlarged to his satisfaction, Manny would return to the wet area. He would first go to the showers, where he would always have his back to the wall so everyone could admire his penis, and vice versa. He would stand there for minutes letting the water run down his body and cock.


Whenever he was in the sauna or steam room he kept his dick and balls hanging off the side and never sat on a towel. He was always soaking wet. The only time he used a towel was when he came back into the locker room to play with his thick dick and watch other guys get dressed or underdressed in the process.


Sometimes depending on the crowd, Manny's cock would grow to the point of full erection. This is usually when he would head to the water fountain by the entrance to the wet area for some cool water with his hard dick out of immediate view. Once he had cooled off a bit, he would head to the urinal and let his hard-on subside.

Whenever I saw this I would join him at the urinal station. Given that I had developed somewhat of a reputation as an adventurous young man at this point, he was not shy with me.

We would both stand there with our dicks in our hands, casually glancing at one another. I would mimic Don's foreskin retraction while I admired Manny's big fat dick.

Once his cock had subsided to the point of a semi, Manny would look at me and smile. He would then shake his dick, look at me while he squeezed out some piss and then back to the showers, cock proudly bobbing up and down.
 
There was another uncut guy there who we will call Lou. I could never pin down his schedule. He seemed to show up at random times, sometimes for a few hours during the week and sometimes all day during the weekends.

Lou looked a lot like Don, only without the glasses. Balding head with brown hair on the sides, a white-haired beard, a few more pounds than Don but still lean, and a much thicker uncut cock.

Lou was a bit older than Don and it showed it his cock. His dick was thicker and longer than Don's and his foreskin was not as form-fitting. It drooped down a bit and was looser. His cock was still very hot and he was not shy about showing it. It was probably about 6 inches long soft and very thick. Almost like an elephant trunk, horse cock type look. It would bob up and down all over the place when he walked around.

Lou would come straight into the locker room and get naked as soon as he got to the Y. He would parade around the locker with his big cock bouncing around, go into the wet area and see if he saw anything he liked. If he didn't, he would get dressed, go back out to the main area and walk on a treadmill right by the entrance to the locker room. If he saw someone he liked walk in, he would get off and go back into the locker room to see if they wanted to play.

I didn't play one on one with Lou at first. He seemed hesitant to do things alone with me at first but there were several times I would be in the the sauna or steam naked with a bunch of other guys and I would see him play around with his big cock.
After seeing me there long enough, we ended up alone on a Saturday and he was the first person I ever had an orgasm with in front of at the Y.

It was a Saturday and hardly anyone was around. I saw Lou there on the treadmill when I arrived, eyes darting around looking for someone to play with. We made eye contact and as I went into the locker room he hopped off the treadmill and followed. I waited a bit by the sinks while he came in and went to his locker, and then chose a locker near him and began to undress.

We never exchanged words, which I preferred. I enjoyed the nonverbal communication. We both undressed and went into the wet area, but no one was around. I went back and forth to the hot tub and shower, then the dry sauna, with Lou following and saying nothing. There was no one else there so Lou was able to just casually admire my cock and lean physique as he stroked his penis.

After about 10 minutes of back and forth, I made my way to the steam room, still just the two of us in the wet area. I sat on the bench furthest from the door and laid my towel down and sat on it fully nude. Right as I crossed my legs Indian style and began to get comfortable, Lou walked in and grabbed the hose to spray the thermostat on the wall to turn the steam on. He sat on the opposite side of the room from me by the door, in full view of my penis and body. He was fully nude and sat bare-assed on the steam room bench.

As the room filled with steam, I began to rub the tip of my penis in the same circular motion I had seen Don use so many times. My dick was already dripping precum at this point. The combination of precum and steam had my glans dripping wet and the sliding sensation my foreskin was making over my glans was amazing. I was letting Lou enjoy the entire show, he too had begun to masturbate and I was very impressed with how big his cock was. He was certainly a big soft shower so it didn't grow to the degree that Don's did. Still very impressive and I enjoyed seeing him enjoying me.

I was in a complete trance, rubbing my cock with Lou as the steam continued to fill the room. Suddenly, I felt an unfamiliar sensation. It was like I was cumming again for the first time. My dick just began to seize and pump. I couldn't control it. Lou took notice right away and kind of perched up out of his seat to watch the contractions. I sat there with my hand around my pulsating cock for 12 full contractions, trying to get it to stop, Lou watching the entire thing and masturbating. I don't know why I was embarrassed, probably because of how unexpected it was. It was SUCH an intense orgasm. With my heart pumping from the heat and being so aroused by Lou, it was still to the day the longest orgasm I have ever had.

He came shortly after, I couldn't really see it because of how steamy it was but I could tell he finished.
He left before I did and I sat there slightly ashamed, which looking back is natural at that phase. I exited the steam for the shower, Lou already waiting there for me washing himself off. I washed the sperm off my body and left.