I know I've been bad. I haven't written anything here in weeks (months?). That's breaking rule number one for blogs: never leave it inactive.
I was reminded of my blog just this weekend when I (surprisingly) met a classmate from school at a café in Oslo. I didn't really spend so much time with him when we were in school, but he was nice enough, and when he approached my table, of course I was happy to talk to him. It turned out that he has been reading my blog for a while, and he liked what he read. He also had a story to tell me from when we were in school together, which was interesting. I asked him if I could retell it here, and he agreed, but asked me not to use his real name. So I'll call him Robert.
We were in the last year of high school at the time this happened (about 18 years old), and he had had fantasies for a long time about swimming naked in the swimming pool in school. I may have mentioned earlier that the swimming pool had doors both to the boys' showers and the girls' showers, as well as a door (only for teachers or for emergencies) leading straight into the schoolyard. So as he started to fantasize about this, he found the idea irresistible - it was such a sexy and risky idea.
In this grade, we had our swimming class in the period before the lunch break, so he figured out that he could stay behind and have the time to have a quick swim in the nude and still be out before the girls from 2nd grade would appear for their swimming class. So one day in November, he took his chances. When the teacher told everyone to get out of the water and have their showers, Robert went to the toilet. By the time he got out of there, the rest of the guys were about to finish their showers. Robert started showering as everybody else went out. He took his time, and finally he could hear that it had gotten quiet in the locker room outside. So he opened the door to the swimming pool. Nobody there, of course. Then he took a few, nervous steps into the swimming pool area. He told me that he could still remember the feeling very vividly - being naked in such a huge space, knowing that a door could open at any time, made his heart beat wildly. He walked towards the pool and dived in. The sensation of the water drifting by his body was wonderful.
He crawled quickly to the other side of the pool and then back. He considered getting back up, but knew that he had at least twenty more minutes before the next class would appear. So he swam across once more. His body was getting used to the temperature and his cock had started to swell because of the situation.
As he was getting halfway back again, he heard a noise. By this time he had turned to backstrokes, so he had to turn to see what caused the noise. In the door to the boys' showers, the gym teacher had appeared. He looked bemused. Robert was totally unsure what would happen. But the just closed the door and left, and Robert was alone again. He didn't want to push his luck any more, so after waiting for just one or two minutes, he went up. However, when he got back into the showers, the excitement came back to him, and he jerked off in the shower.
The teacher never mentioned it to anyone, apparently, but Robert got a surprisingly good grade in swimming, maybe attributable to his show of extra enthusiasm.
Robert said that he told me this story to show me that there were even more people in the class than I knew that had these experiences. To me, the story was very vivid as I know the pool and the teacher and the student, and its a wonderful and innocent exploration of exhibitionism.
After telling the story, Robert had to leave in a hurry (there was some meeting he was missing or something), but if you're still reading this blog: maybe we could pick it up sometime? A nice trip to a beach would be a good idea some time...
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Monday, November 30, 2009
Tuesday, April 14, 2009
Showering with white briefs
One of the things that fascinates me, is guys who shower with their underwear on. This actually happens quite a lot here in Oslo, and it is especially guys from Pakistan (I think) who does it.
Two weeks ago, I was swimming at the local swimming pool. It was late in the evening, almost 10 o'clock, and there were almost no people around. After swimming my usual 1000 metres, I headed for the showers. There was only one other guy there - a Pakistani guy who was showering with his white briefs. I almost couldn't believe it - I would think that the point of showering with your underwear is to protect your modesty, but these white briefs were so transparent that I got a very fine view of his dick. Strange.
As so often happens when I shower, my cock started to harden a little as I was washing my body. I saw no reason to suppress that, so I just kept washing myself, but when I glanced at the guy's transparent briefs again, I saw that he had noticed - his dick was now erect. It was an absurd sight - a guy showering with his underwear on sporting a huge hard-on - I loved it.
Of course, this made me real horny. I thought for a moment what I could do, knowing that within fifteen minutes the building would close. I judged my friend to be so turned on that he wouldn't mind me jerking off a little, so I took hold of my cock and started to masturbate gently. I waited for a while before looking at him, but when I did, he had pulled his cock out of his briefs and started to work on his nice, long tool.
This happens to me amazingly often - it seems that the people who go to the swimming pool just before closing time does it for a reason. Anyway, there is something wonderfully vulnerable about jerking off in a public shower, knowing that people might enter from the pool area or from the sauna or from the locker rooms at any time. But this time noone entered, so I could enjoy myself - and look at this good-looking chap. He had a swimmer's build, nice, dark skin and brown eyes to kill for. He was leaning back a little and spreading his legs, and was moving in and out of the water from the shower, getting extra pleasure from feeling the water hitting his cock. Then, after maybe five minutes, he shot a huge load on the tiles of the floor. The sight of this obviously made me come as well.
He didn't seem entirely comfortable with what he'd done - he showered quickly and soon went into the locker room. I was in no hurry, so I showered a little more, and by the time I got there, everyone was gone. As I had finished dressing, the guy locking the building came into the locker room from the showers, and asked me if I knew who had been "making a mess" in the showers. I claimed I hadn't noticed, but he seemed a bit suspicious - and intrigued... So maybe next time, he will be checking things out a bit earlier...
Two weeks ago, I was swimming at the local swimming pool. It was late in the evening, almost 10 o'clock, and there were almost no people around. After swimming my usual 1000 metres, I headed for the showers. There was only one other guy there - a Pakistani guy who was showering with his white briefs. I almost couldn't believe it - I would think that the point of showering with your underwear is to protect your modesty, but these white briefs were so transparent that I got a very fine view of his dick. Strange.
As so often happens when I shower, my cock started to harden a little as I was washing my body. I saw no reason to suppress that, so I just kept washing myself, but when I glanced at the guy's transparent briefs again, I saw that he had noticed - his dick was now erect. It was an absurd sight - a guy showering with his underwear on sporting a huge hard-on - I loved it.
Of course, this made me real horny. I thought for a moment what I could do, knowing that within fifteen minutes the building would close. I judged my friend to be so turned on that he wouldn't mind me jerking off a little, so I took hold of my cock and started to masturbate gently. I waited for a while before looking at him, but when I did, he had pulled his cock out of his briefs and started to work on his nice, long tool.
This happens to me amazingly often - it seems that the people who go to the swimming pool just before closing time does it for a reason. Anyway, there is something wonderfully vulnerable about jerking off in a public shower, knowing that people might enter from the pool area or from the sauna or from the locker rooms at any time. But this time noone entered, so I could enjoy myself - and look at this good-looking chap. He had a swimmer's build, nice, dark skin and brown eyes to kill for. He was leaning back a little and spreading his legs, and was moving in and out of the water from the shower, getting extra pleasure from feeling the water hitting his cock. Then, after maybe five minutes, he shot a huge load on the tiles of the floor. The sight of this obviously made me come as well.
He didn't seem entirely comfortable with what he'd done - he showered quickly and soon went into the locker room. I was in no hurry, so I showered a little more, and by the time I got there, everyone was gone. As I had finished dressing, the guy locking the building came into the locker room from the showers, and asked me if I knew who had been "making a mess" in the showers. I claimed I hadn't noticed, but he seemed a bit suspicious - and intrigued... So maybe next time, he will be checking things out a bit earlier...
Tuesday, April 7, 2009
Hotel swimming pool
Although I do love hostels because of the opportunities they offer, I also like a swim when I'm travelling. So as I've been travelling a lot lately (which also partly explains the lack of posts here), I've had my share of both hostels and hotels.
Three weeks ago, I stayed a few days in Copenhagen. I arrived at the hotel quite late (after 11pm), and as I was checking in, I asked the night clerk if the swimming pool was still open. He told me that the it's supposed to be open until 10pm only, but that he could let me in if I wanted a quick swim. So I just quickly left my suitcase in my room and returned to the lobby. The night clerk showed me the locker room and went away.
I had brought swimwear, but as I was all alone, the temptation to go swimming in the nude was too big. So I left everything behind in the locker room and went to the pool wearing nothing. I dived into the pool and started swimming. I had arrived in Copenhagen quite early in the day and been busy until now, so the water tickling me all over my body felt great.
After swimming for maybe 15 minutes, I had a little rest, and I started to think a bit more about the position I was in - if someone were to come in, there would be absolutely nothing to cover up with in the entire room. Needless to say, as I started to think about this (or rather: fantasize), I was getting a hard-on. I just enjoyed the situation - and thought that this was actually the perfect combination of a real risk but still a rather small risk. (It's not funny if there's no risk at all, but I also prefer not too big a risk...) But then, of course, I heard a door.
It was the night clerk. He entered the room, looked at me as if to check that I was okay. It seemed to take him a second to realize that I was naked, and then maybe another second to convince himself that I was actually having a hard-on. Then he almost seemed to get embarrassed for a moment, but then probably understood that he was not the one who should be embarrassed. So he walked closer to where I was standing, as he was saying "I just wanted to come down and check that everything was okay... and you seem to be just fine..." He was staring at my dick in a way that I've learned to interpret as lust, so I decided to be a bit bold. "Yes, it's really great to have a swim - don't you want to join me?"
I realized that swimming naked with customers probably wasn't part of his job description, and he seemed to hesitate. But then he made a decision, and quickly pulled off his clothes. Now it was my time to stare, and even though he was only naked for a moment before jumping into the pool, I got enough of a look at him to decide that this was something I wanted - from the shape of his body, it seemed that he used to swim a lot.
First, we were just playing around in the water for a while, but with both me and him sporting raging hard-ons, we both knew that something more would come up. So after a few minutes, I sat on the edge of the pool, my cock invitingly just above the water. He came over to me, and filled his mouth with my cock. I looked over at the door a few metres away, and wondered if we would be able to finish this before someone entered. But then I decided to look at him instead, this beautiful, young night clerk who was giving me such wonderful service. However, I did want to have an even closer look, so I gestured that we should switch positions. He had a great cock - nice and straight and quite slim, but of solid length. I started to suck him off. At first, it tasted a bit of chlorine, but I soon forgot about that, as the water from the pool was mixed with my salvia and his precum.
He didn't last long - soon, he withdrew from my mouth and sent a nice splash of cum over my torso. Then he jumped into the water and moved behind me, so that I could feel his semi-erect and cummy cock between my legs as he started to jerk me off with his hands. It was a bit strange to feel his cum on my chest and between my legs at the same time as I was jerked off, and it didn't take long before I burst a great load into the water.
As we walked back out of the locker room a bit later, I did realize why he had dared to do this at all - the doors were securely locked from inside, of course. And in theory, he was the only person at work during the night, although he could never be sure if the manager would turn up on a surprise visit.
As it turned out, he was not at work for the remaining two nights I was staying at this hotel, but I did get his email address, so I will surely try again next time I'm in Copenhagen.
Three weeks ago, I stayed a few days in Copenhagen. I arrived at the hotel quite late (after 11pm), and as I was checking in, I asked the night clerk if the swimming pool was still open. He told me that the it's supposed to be open until 10pm only, but that he could let me in if I wanted a quick swim. So I just quickly left my suitcase in my room and returned to the lobby. The night clerk showed me the locker room and went away.
I had brought swimwear, but as I was all alone, the temptation to go swimming in the nude was too big. So I left everything behind in the locker room and went to the pool wearing nothing. I dived into the pool and started swimming. I had arrived in Copenhagen quite early in the day and been busy until now, so the water tickling me all over my body felt great.
After swimming for maybe 15 minutes, I had a little rest, and I started to think a bit more about the position I was in - if someone were to come in, there would be absolutely nothing to cover up with in the entire room. Needless to say, as I started to think about this (or rather: fantasize), I was getting a hard-on. I just enjoyed the situation - and thought that this was actually the perfect combination of a real risk but still a rather small risk. (It's not funny if there's no risk at all, but I also prefer not too big a risk...) But then, of course, I heard a door.
It was the night clerk. He entered the room, looked at me as if to check that I was okay. It seemed to take him a second to realize that I was naked, and then maybe another second to convince himself that I was actually having a hard-on. Then he almost seemed to get embarrassed for a moment, but then probably understood that he was not the one who should be embarrassed. So he walked closer to where I was standing, as he was saying "I just wanted to come down and check that everything was okay... and you seem to be just fine..." He was staring at my dick in a way that I've learned to interpret as lust, so I decided to be a bit bold. "Yes, it's really great to have a swim - don't you want to join me?"
I realized that swimming naked with customers probably wasn't part of his job description, and he seemed to hesitate. But then he made a decision, and quickly pulled off his clothes. Now it was my time to stare, and even though he was only naked for a moment before jumping into the pool, I got enough of a look at him to decide that this was something I wanted - from the shape of his body, it seemed that he used to swim a lot.
First, we were just playing around in the water for a while, but with both me and him sporting raging hard-ons, we both knew that something more would come up. So after a few minutes, I sat on the edge of the pool, my cock invitingly just above the water. He came over to me, and filled his mouth with my cock. I looked over at the door a few metres away, and wondered if we would be able to finish this before someone entered. But then I decided to look at him instead, this beautiful, young night clerk who was giving me such wonderful service. However, I did want to have an even closer look, so I gestured that we should switch positions. He had a great cock - nice and straight and quite slim, but of solid length. I started to suck him off. At first, it tasted a bit of chlorine, but I soon forgot about that, as the water from the pool was mixed with my salvia and his precum.
He didn't last long - soon, he withdrew from my mouth and sent a nice splash of cum over my torso. Then he jumped into the water and moved behind me, so that I could feel his semi-erect and cummy cock between my legs as he started to jerk me off with his hands. It was a bit strange to feel his cum on my chest and between my legs at the same time as I was jerked off, and it didn't take long before I burst a great load into the water.
As we walked back out of the locker room a bit later, I did realize why he had dared to do this at all - the doors were securely locked from inside, of course. And in theory, he was the only person at work during the night, although he could never be sure if the manager would turn up on a surprise visit.
As it turned out, he was not at work for the remaining two nights I was staying at this hotel, but I did get his email address, so I will surely try again next time I'm in Copenhagen.
Wednesday, May 14, 2008
The lake I love
It was a perfect day for going to the lake. I knew this beautiful spot which was not too far from the path, but was nonetheless never busy. Today, there was noone. I stripped off and went for a swim. It was wonderful - so close to the city of Oslo, but still almost no people - the only ones I could see were at the far end of the lake. The water was a bit cold, but that only made the sensations fresher. I got back up, put my towel in the shadow of the big tree, closed my eyes and listened to the birds. And dozed off.
I woke up by the sound of a twig breaking. I was in the usual state when I wake up - confused, and having a hard-on. I looked around me, but didn't see anyone at first. But then I realized that a guy was standing at the edge of the lake only five metres away from me. He was looking across the lake, and I couldn't know if he had seen me or not. I looked at him some more - he was a handsome man, probably in his late twenties, wearing shorts and a t-shirt. He looked well trained - I wondered if he was going to have a swim so that I could see more of him. Then - just as I wished - he started to undress. His t-shirt gone, I could see that he actually had a nice six-pack. Then he took of his shoes and his socks, and - while I was holding my breath - he removed his shorts and I could see...
He had a raging hard-on! I couldn't believe my luck - here was a gorgeous man, undressing right in front of me, and he had a seven-inch, solid cock. He was still looking across the lake - maybe at the people over there, and I guessed that he was an exhibitionist (like me), who loved the thought of someone watching, even if they were that far away. But I was wrong. He stretched his arms towards the sky, and I could see, even better, his beautiful body. But then he turned, quite rapidly, towards me and smiled. In an instant, I knew that he had seen me - and my hard-on. Then he said: "Nice place, this. I hope I don't disturb?" But he didn't really expect an answer, he simply walked towards me, and then he said "I hope my hard-on doesn't disturb you?" He was still smiling, and even though I couldn't say a word, I'm quite sure my eyes did not suggest that I was disturbed - they probably implied that I was very much interested in what was going on in front of me. I did nothing to dissuade him, but still I was very surprised when he said "I see that you've got one too", and bent down to touch my dick.
I was overwhelmed by surprise - but still I knew that he would not have done this if I had - in any way - suggested I didn't like his presence. I was as much in this as he was. Then I reached out to touch his solid rock of an erection. He was massive. So I steered his body so that I got his dick in my mouth. At the same time, he started to rub my cock gently. My mind struggled to absorb the situation - the taste of the cock in my mouth, the hand working my cock, the warmth of the sun, the slight breeze, and the knowledge that just as this guy had suddenly turned up out of the blue, other people might follow any minute. It felt like I was just a second away from eruption, but then he suddenly said - "Wanna swim?"
Cool water is refreshing. In this case, it kept me from coming prematurely, and I got to look at him more closely. Which only made me hornier, actually. He was awfully sexy, but he was also a lot of fun - we were "fighting" in the water for a while, and in between the fighting, we were kissing and hugging and fighting again...
I don't know how long we went on, but suddenly we were back on my towel, and he was back to his rock-hard self. Moreover, now he was very determined on where to put it. With me on my back, he entered me, and I felt his cock - still wet from the lake - filling me. It didn't hurt at first, but as he pushed more resolutely, I wished we had been in a comfortable place with lots of lube. On the other hand, fucking beneath this tree, with a view of the lake, was just amazing. He kept pounding me, and then he made me turn over and sit on my knees - and he entered me again. For some insane reason, this was even more sexy - now, I could really only see a few bushes right in front of me, which meant that a whole army of people might be walking up the path without me even knowing. Moreover, the guy fucking me had started making noises, which meant that curious people from quite a distance might be tempted to come have a look.
Obviously, he felt some of the same excitement, so after working me for maybe five minutes, I knew that he was about to come. I quickly managed to turn around, and had him shoot his load all over my chest. A very nice load. Some of it fell on my dick, and he immediately bent down to lick it up. Then, of course, as he was already at it, he started sucking me. Now I was in the completely different position - again, I could see all of the nature around me. And as before, this had an instant effect on me. Besides, this guy really knew how to suck - his lips massaged my soft spots so effectively that I actually couldn't help gasping loud. And again, my loud gasps made me even more aware that there might be people only metres away. So I came. I didn't shoot all over him, however - he kept his mouth closed around my dick, and carefully gobbled up every last bit of cum.
The moments after having sex are often awkward. How soon will we split up, and will we talk? In this case, there was no problem. He just smiled and asked - just as before - "Wanna swim?" So we jumped back into the water, and were playing around a little more. A nice way to get clean and fresh. I was feeling great, because meeting him had made this day so memorable.
Then suddenly, in the corner of my eye, I saw something. I turned round to look - right next to my towel, a young guy - maybe 20 - was standing. He was looking bemused at us. Had he been in the area a long time? It was impossible to say, but anyway it was clear that he wasn't going to go anyway soon. My "friend" whispered "I don't think he's happy with seeing us at this distance - should we join him up there?" I just nodded, and we got back up of the water, while this young guy was staring - and smiling. He hardly knew which one of us he should stare at, and his shorts got a very noticable bulge.
For the rest of the day, nothing happened. My "friend" left quickly, while I stayed on my towel to have another nap in the shadow of the tree. The young guy stayed - he also stripped off, and had a swim. We actually chatted a little, and talked about the beauty of this spot and that we would certainly come back here. It wasn't exactly a date, but he did happen to turn up there several times that summer. As did I. And my "friend". And other people, by the way. But there is time to tell about those encounters later...
I woke up by the sound of a twig breaking. I was in the usual state when I wake up - confused, and having a hard-on. I looked around me, but didn't see anyone at first. But then I realized that a guy was standing at the edge of the lake only five metres away from me. He was looking across the lake, and I couldn't know if he had seen me or not. I looked at him some more - he was a handsome man, probably in his late twenties, wearing shorts and a t-shirt. He looked well trained - I wondered if he was going to have a swim so that I could see more of him. Then - just as I wished - he started to undress. His t-shirt gone, I could see that he actually had a nice six-pack. Then he took of his shoes and his socks, and - while I was holding my breath - he removed his shorts and I could see...
He had a raging hard-on! I couldn't believe my luck - here was a gorgeous man, undressing right in front of me, and he had a seven-inch, solid cock. He was still looking across the lake - maybe at the people over there, and I guessed that he was an exhibitionist (like me), who loved the thought of someone watching, even if they were that far away. But I was wrong. He stretched his arms towards the sky, and I could see, even better, his beautiful body. But then he turned, quite rapidly, towards me and smiled. In an instant, I knew that he had seen me - and my hard-on. Then he said: "Nice place, this. I hope I don't disturb?" But he didn't really expect an answer, he simply walked towards me, and then he said "I hope my hard-on doesn't disturb you?" He was still smiling, and even though I couldn't say a word, I'm quite sure my eyes did not suggest that I was disturbed - they probably implied that I was very much interested in what was going on in front of me. I did nothing to dissuade him, but still I was very surprised when he said "I see that you've got one too", and bent down to touch my dick.
I was overwhelmed by surprise - but still I knew that he would not have done this if I had - in any way - suggested I didn't like his presence. I was as much in this as he was. Then I reached out to touch his solid rock of an erection. He was massive. So I steered his body so that I got his dick in my mouth. At the same time, he started to rub my cock gently. My mind struggled to absorb the situation - the taste of the cock in my mouth, the hand working my cock, the warmth of the sun, the slight breeze, and the knowledge that just as this guy had suddenly turned up out of the blue, other people might follow any minute. It felt like I was just a second away from eruption, but then he suddenly said - "Wanna swim?"
Cool water is refreshing. In this case, it kept me from coming prematurely, and I got to look at him more closely. Which only made me hornier, actually. He was awfully sexy, but he was also a lot of fun - we were "fighting" in the water for a while, and in between the fighting, we were kissing and hugging and fighting again...
I don't know how long we went on, but suddenly we were back on my towel, and he was back to his rock-hard self. Moreover, now he was very determined on where to put it. With me on my back, he entered me, and I felt his cock - still wet from the lake - filling me. It didn't hurt at first, but as he pushed more resolutely, I wished we had been in a comfortable place with lots of lube. On the other hand, fucking beneath this tree, with a view of the lake, was just amazing. He kept pounding me, and then he made me turn over and sit on my knees - and he entered me again. For some insane reason, this was even more sexy - now, I could really only see a few bushes right in front of me, which meant that a whole army of people might be walking up the path without me even knowing. Moreover, the guy fucking me had started making noises, which meant that curious people from quite a distance might be tempted to come have a look.
Obviously, he felt some of the same excitement, so after working me for maybe five minutes, I knew that he was about to come. I quickly managed to turn around, and had him shoot his load all over my chest. A very nice load. Some of it fell on my dick, and he immediately bent down to lick it up. Then, of course, as he was already at it, he started sucking me. Now I was in the completely different position - again, I could see all of the nature around me. And as before, this had an instant effect on me. Besides, this guy really knew how to suck - his lips massaged my soft spots so effectively that I actually couldn't help gasping loud. And again, my loud gasps made me even more aware that there might be people only metres away. So I came. I didn't shoot all over him, however - he kept his mouth closed around my dick, and carefully gobbled up every last bit of cum.
The moments after having sex are often awkward. How soon will we split up, and will we talk? In this case, there was no problem. He just smiled and asked - just as before - "Wanna swim?" So we jumped back into the water, and were playing around a little more. A nice way to get clean and fresh. I was feeling great, because meeting him had made this day so memorable.
Then suddenly, in the corner of my eye, I saw something. I turned round to look - right next to my towel, a young guy - maybe 20 - was standing. He was looking bemused at us. Had he been in the area a long time? It was impossible to say, but anyway it was clear that he wasn't going to go anyway soon. My "friend" whispered "I don't think he's happy with seeing us at this distance - should we join him up there?" I just nodded, and we got back up of the water, while this young guy was staring - and smiling. He hardly knew which one of us he should stare at, and his shorts got a very noticable bulge.
For the rest of the day, nothing happened. My "friend" left quickly, while I stayed on my towel to have another nap in the shadow of the tree. The young guy stayed - he also stripped off, and had a swim. We actually chatted a little, and talked about the beauty of this spot and that we would certainly come back here. It wasn't exactly a date, but he did happen to turn up there several times that summer. As did I. And my "friend". And other people, by the way. But there is time to tell about those encounters later...
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