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The Watchers Ch. 1

By: captivate



I joined the gym a few months ago. Not necessarily because I like sweating, but because they had the cutest guys in the city. And because it was a unisex gym, the first in the city. Everyone worked out together and everyone showered and dressed together. So, you see, you had to be pretty confident about your body to show up or even join. 

I have a cute little body. I am short and trim and nicely shaped. I am of Mediterranean heritage, so my skin is usually a lovely tanned shade. My dark hair and eyes are intriguing to many. I have nothing to be ashamed of in the dressing room. 

I was a regular in the evenings. I would arrive around 7 and do my workout until after 8. This included all the machines and gadgets and some "checking out" time, if you know what I mean. The guys were so hot and I am a guy's woman. After a few weeks, I noticed one guy in particular. He was tall and nicely built, but not obscenely developed like some of the guys. He also seemed very friendly, helping new members with machines. We often said hello in passing and he always remembered my name. I took this as a good sign. 

I loved watching him work out. He made it seem so effortless and simple. I would start my routine, being sure to be in his area, and watch him as he moved through his training. I loved it. He wore a pair of shorts and a t-shirt, but I could see the nicely defined muscles as he moved. Two days a week, his workout ended in the pool and I watched him swimming laps, back and forth, for the longest time. He had a waterproof radio and was just oblivious to all of us. I did the treadmill and my exercises and laps, trying to time my departure with his.

Did I mention that the showers were unisex? I would follow him into the shower and just stand there admiring his naked body. If I thought Erik looked good in shorts, well, naked was MADE for him! Every night, I would stand there, soaping my body while fantasizing about him. I was getting obsessive about him, my thoughts during the day were of him, my dreams at night centered on him. I spent the days hoping the hours would pass and I could get to the gym. Soon, I was totally unaware of the others in the shower room. At first, I would hear the whistles and soft compliments that the other guys directed at me. But the more I became obsessed with Erik and his lovely body, the less I noticed anyone around me.

Soon, I was brazenly entering the shower right beside him. I would stand and lather my breasts and soft pussy hair, while gazing at Erik and dreaming of him coming home with me. He would stand beside me, washing his lovely brown hair and then soaping his chest, those lovely muscles, and running his hands over them. As he soaped again, he would slide both hands to his cock, and wash it very well. It seemed that each shower made him hotter and harder. One night, as I stood there, I finally noticed someone else. A guy, nice looking and well built, was showering on the other side of Erik. The amazing thing was that the guy was as mesmerized as I was. He stood very still and watched as Erik's hands moved over his body. He gazed with unabashed appreciation when Erik took his cock into his hands and began slowly washing it.

I have to admit it occurred to me that Erik was enjoying this. Every night, it seemed he went a little farther, rubbing and stroking his hard cock. His eyes would close and he would smile, while running his strong fingers up and down that lovely cock. The cock I wanted so badly! His hands would slide under his balls, holding them and playing with them, testing the weight. Sometimes he would slide his soapy hands over his ass, washing it and sighing. He turned in the shower, making sure that both of us could watch and enjoy the show. One night, when I thought he couldn't get any sexier, Erik took his cock in hand and massaged it until he came. The sounds he made as he came, shooting the lovely cream on the wall, made me wet instantly!

The other guy, Jim, was as obsessed as I was! So here we stood, Erik's fan club, watching and loving it. I found myself moving closer in the shower stall. Erik smiled and offered to let me wash his back. Then he washed mine. Jim stood beside us watching and washing himself. He was nicely built with a lovely thick cock, neatly shaved and very hard. Erik washed my breasts, soaping the nipples and squeezing them. I returned the favor and washed his manly chest. 

Then Erik lathered his hands and washed my curlies. I was anxiously looking forward to reciprocating, but I felt a hand on my shoulder. I turned to see Jim holding his finger to his lips. Erik's eyes were closed as he enjoyed the bath he was receiving from me, so he didn't notice that Jim had taken over, cleansing Erik's cock so very carefully. His cock was harder and longer than I had ever seen it. With his eyes still closed, he told me that I was a wonderful shower companion and could wash his cock anytime. I moved away at the same time that Jim returned to his side of the shower. Jim smiled at me and winked. 

Thus started an entirely bizarre phase of my life. I was totally in lust for this man and I was allowing someone else to bathe him nightly...a male someone else! 

One night, Erik smiled at Jim and asked if he would like his back washed. Jim happily agreed. Then Erik said that I was the best little back washer in the gym, and handed me over to him. Jim's face fell. I felt really bad for him. Then Erik said, with a smile, "Sara can wash your back and you can wash me, if you like." Erik stood very still with his lovely hard cock jutting out from is body. Jim tentatively touched it, as if he never had before. Erik moved his hips and encouraged Jim's touch. I stood there, intensely excited, watching those strong, long fingers moving on another man's cock. Poor Jim, he was so excited he could barely contain himself. 

His cock was rock hard and straining toward Erik, who decided to ignore it. He started whispering encouragement to Jim, thrusting his cock against Jim's hand, moving his hips faster and faster. Erik was coming, I could tell before it happened. One minute he was straining against Jim's hand, the next he was shooting his come everywhere. Poor Jim, standing there, in such need, looking at his idol and feeling his come as it hit his palm. 

To Be Continued...

The Watchers Ch. 2



As Erik's orgasm subsided, he opened his eyes and saw Jim standing there, his hand full of come and his cock so very hard. I am not sure if it was planned or Erik just couldn't ignore it anymore, but he reached out his hand and touched Jim. The look of gratitude on Jim's face was overwhelming. He moaned and closed his eyes, his hips moving toward Erik with such need. I don't think Erik could follow through with it, he just stood there with his fingers lightly touching Jim and looking at me, pleadingly. I couldn't help him. Erik placed his other hand on Jim's shoulder and just shook his head.

Things were different for awhile. I didn't go to the gym as often, and didn't follow Erik anymore. I would see Jim and wonder how everything was going with him, if he was doing ok, but I never spoke to him either.

One day, Erik called me at work and asked me to the gym that evening. He asked me to meet him late, at a time we might be nearly alone there. I agreed. We did our various workouts, near each other, but not together. As we worked out, I saw Jim enter the studio and begin his exercises. He stayed well away from us and I couldn't blame him.

Erik continued working out, longer than usual. He seemed to be waiting for something. After awhile, Jim left the room and headed for the showers. Erik quickly finished and started after him. I certainly wasn't going to be left behind, so I joined the parade. Jim was already bathing, and Erik took the adjacent shower. By the time I arrived, both men were busily washing and not looking at each other.

Then it started. Erik's cock began to grow, thickening and lengthening. His hands lazily massaged his hardness as he finally looked at Jim. Jim studiously watched the wall. Erik moved closer to Jim, nudging him with his magnificent hard-on. Jim tried to ignore it, but the cock was too insistent, too eager. Finally, Jim just had to touch it. As his fingers rested on Erik's cock, Erik reached out for Jim. God, what a sight. Two beautiful men, with sculpted bodies and awesome cocks, their hands on each other. They looked at each other and smiled. Two hands began soaping a cock, both hands massaged and touched and enticed. I think there is nothing sexier than a man's hand on a cock. Something about those long, skillful fingers massaging a hard cock, it makes me wet.

I watched these two men as they varied the tempo of their hands. They rubbed each other's cock with such ease, making them harder and more beautiful by the minute. I couldn't be left out. I moved closer, my erect nipples rubbing their arms, my ass pressing against them. I reached out with my small soapy hands and rubbed and touched each cock, enjoying the feel of the masculine hand beside mine. With soapy fingers, I washed backs and chests and arms, my eyes feasting on the sight of two men enjoying themselves. 

Now they were closer, their cocks side by side, facing each other. The hands were moving faster and with more purpose. I looked at my two strong men and saw both had their eyes closed and were happily just enjoying the feelings. I was aching. I massaged my nipples, but that didn't help. Finally, I moved my skilled fingers down to my curlies, parting them and entering my aching pussy. I went directly to my poor engorged clit, circling it and then flicking it. God, I needed to come. I couldn't remember ever being so excited. My eyes remained on the swiftly moving hands of my friends as I rubbed and touched and felt the orgasm building in my body. I was almost weak from the excitement and leaned back on the wall, my fingers flying on my poor clit, my other hand pinching and scratching my full nipples.

Then, it was here. I felt my orgasm rushing up my legs, leaving heat in its path. My fingers continued to rub on my tiny cock and I heard myself moaning. I watched my two guys, their hands a blur as they pleasured each other. Both stopped for the tiniest second, smiling at each other, and then they exploded, shooting torrents of warm, sweet come. This was too much for me and I began to come too. The moans ripped from my throat, making it raw. My hips bucked and my nipples engorged even further as I watched Erik and Jim smile and gently wash the come from each other. 

And I knew nothing would ever be the same with the 3 of us again.



The  Watchers Ch. 3



We began our nightly meetings at the gym again. Our dedication was paying off, we had the buffest bods around. But our real benefit came later, in the showers, the three of us alone, enjoying lathering each other and then coming together.

One night, Erik, our leader, wanted to take it a step further. He felt we should go out, as a couple...well, a triple. He could talk of little else but how much fun the three of us could have out on a date. He actually planned the whole thing and presented it to us, a fait accompli. It sounded like fun, so I voted for it.

Friday night, instead of the gym, we would go to the hot new dance club. Erik had heard about it at work. It was frequented by straights, gays and bi's, no one judging and everyone just having fun. It would be a good chance to show off our lovely, tight bodies and dance with abandon. 

My first date with Erik! God, I was so excited! I was able to block that it was a 3some and not just a regular date. Actually, I was pretty used to Jim being a part of us and I was not sure I would even feel comfortable with just Erik alone.

That night, I soaked in a vanilla bubble bath for an hour, shaving my legs and softening my skin. My fingers lingered on my breasts, holding them and massaging the nipples, watching them tighten and harden as my fingers moved restlessly over them. I was so excited about the evening ahead! My heart was pounding, my breath coming fast and my very center, my sweet little clit, was throbbing already. I slowly moved my hand down my body, entering my fragrant pinkness and immediately starting to circle my clit. It throbbed to life, aching to be touched. Yet I played and teased, running my finger around the base and gently flicking it with my fingertip. I leaned further back in the tub, my hand moving slowly to my baby cock, slowly touching it in the way I knew I needed. I could feel my body tighten, my legs locking together as my orgasm began rocking me. Ah, yes, this was what I needed... a little relaxation.

I had been shopping. With my new and improved body, I wanted clothes to show it off, things I would never have worn before. I had found a dress, bright red in color, and form-fitting as if painted on. It stopped about mid-thigh and was sleeveless and backless. The front was cut in a square neckline, allowing most of my lovely breasts to be viewed by everybody. I wore no bra or panties, and I felt very wanton. I had bought some strappy red sandals that made my legs look long and even shapelier. My hair was up on my head with a pretty clip, small curls on my neck and cheeks. I sprayed on my vanilla and applied my shiny red lip gloss. I was ready for tonight, my date with Erik....and Jim.

Erik picked me up first. He looked so hot. I know I had seen him totally nude many times, but Erik dressed up was lovely too. He wore a skin tight t-shirt that enhanced his muscular chest and some wonderful black jeans. He held me away from him, twirled me and then pulled me into his arms for a kiss. I felt incredibly tiny beside him, safe in his arms.

We drove to Jim's apartment and he came out as soon as he saw the car. I don't remember if I told you much about him, but Jim was no slacker in the looks department either. He, too, was dressed up and gorgeous. Jim had decided to go Ivy League with a button down shirt and pleated pants. Both my men looked delicious. I kept reminding myself that I was incredibly lucky to have both these men taking me out, showing me a wonderful time. Jim got into the car beside me and leaned over to kiss me, my first from him. My, that man could kiss! His lips slid slowly over mine, just tasting and licking gently, then slowly deepening it until I was totally breathless. Wow! Two of the town's best looking men...and they were mine!

As we arrived at the club, called DALLIANCE, I noted all the people heading for the building. The guys opened their doors and Jim assisted me out, giving me a look of approval as he saw my outfit. He held my left hand while Erik held my right, and we walked to the door, manned by a bouncer. He smiled at us as we approached and welcomed Erik by name as he let us enter. There was a long line of people waiting to enter and I felt very special, moving through the door so quickly.

By now, the guys had their arms around me, one arm around my shoulder, one around my waist. We were escorted to a table and sat together, all holding hands and looking at the club in amazement. People were dancing in the center of the room, two women, two men, man and woman, even some threesomes. Everywhere I looked, I could see people in various stages of loving, kisses and bodies pressed together, hands wandering. No one seemed to have any inhibitions, drinks were flowing and hands were wandering. I sipped on my first drink and wondered how this night would end.



The  Watchers Ch. 4



Jim asked me to dance. We stood, walked to the dance floor and he pulled me close. I could feel his erection as he pressed against me. He leaned down to kiss me again, and I melted into him. His large hands were spread on my bare back and I pressed my breasts against him, my nipples hardened and protruding. His hands slid to my ass, cupping it and massaging my tight buns. I wondered how I had never noticed that he was this incredibly sexy when we spent all that quality shower time together. I am not sure why I didn't notice, but I certainly noticed now. I almost wished I had worn panties, as I felt my wetness leaking from my swollen pussy. I am not sure how long we danced, but I didn't want it to end. 

Suddenly, I noticed Erik standing beside us, tapping Jim's shoulder. Jim gave me a lovely farewell kiss and walked back to the table. Erik enfolded me in his arms, holding me close and began to dance slowly with me. I could feel his erect cock and moved against it, teasing it. Erik's hands went into my hair, pulling the clip out and letting it fall to my shoulders, all soft brown curls, fragrant with vanilla. He buried his face in my hair and inhaled and then sighed. I heard him whisper that he wanted me, that he had wanted me for so long. His lips traveled down my cheek, along my jaw and came to rest on my lips, gently parting them and making love to my mouth with his tongue.

I wish I could say I made a choice that night, picked one over the other, but I couldn't. Each time one of them would break in, I would fit myself against him and think this was home, this was the man I wanted. And then the song would change and my partner would too. Erik and Jim. Jim and Erik. I was the envy of all the women there and some of the men. 

As I danced, each of my men touched me and held me and felt my tight body. My skirt rode higher as I felt them massage my ass, or rub their erection against me. My breasts felt as if they were bursting from my dress.

This time when Jim came back to me, he leaned over and licked my breasts, which were exposed nearly to the nipples. I felt my nipples harden and tighten. My entire universe centered on his quick, wet tongue and hot breath on my body.

Not to be outdone, Erik came to us and broke in. As I snuggled against him, he reached behind me and slid my skirt even higher, exposing my pale ass as his palms moved over me. His hands moved between us and he slid one finger deep into my wet depths, probing me and then rubbing my engorged clit. He slowly withdrew his finger and looked at how shiny and wet it was, then very purposefully placed it into his mouth, sucking happily.

As Jim approached, Erik placed his fingers back inside my wet slit and moved it into my deep pinkness. I felt him finger-fucking me and I could do nothing but push my hips repeatedly against his hand, encouraging him to continue. When Jim finally reached us, Erik again removed his shiny, wet fingers, but this time offered them to Jim for tasting. I was standing between these two tall, handsome men, watching as one held up his fingers, wet and smelling of a hungry pussy and the other deliberately sucked those fingers deep between his lips. If I weren't already weak with desire for these men, that action alone would have done me in. Watching them share me, watching one man suck the other's fingers, I was very nearly coming right there on the dance floor. In unison, the men reached for my dress and pulled lightly on the neckline and I could feel the cold air as it hit my now-exposed nipples, causing them to wrinkle and tighten. Both men bent their heads and started to suckle me right there. I held their heads in place and let my head fall back as the sensation of hot mouths and urgent tongues caused me to cry out as an orgasm tore through me. We started dancing together, the three of us, arms around each other and hands wandering everywhere. 

Through a haze of desire, I noted people moving from the dance area to the back of the club. We moved in that direction and saw that there was a huge neon arrow pointing even further back with the words "ROOMS" spelled out in bright orange. We held each other and headed for the rooms, not sure what to expect. We passed several doors that were locked with signs hanging on the knobs, saying "KEEP OUT". As we moved along the corridor, I spotted an open door. We turned into the doorway and entered the private room and looked around.

It was painted a bright purple, but softly lit with recessed lamps. The only furniture was a few old sofas, soft and with pillows piled high. I encouraged my dates to sit down on one of the sofas, and I stood before them. I began dancing to the music being piped into the room, slowly lowering my dress as I stripped for them, moving in time with the beat as I stood naked before them. Jim moved first, standing to ask me again to dance with him. I unbuttoned his shirt as we danced, and then helped him remove his preppy slacks. Despite all the time we had spent in the showers together, I had never felt my naked body against his, and I found I liked it very much. 

We continued to dance, his cock a thing of beauty against my bare skin. Occasionally, we would stand very still and just kiss for untold minutes. My juices were flowing down my thighs now, I could feel my pussy lips all puffy and eager. Jim guided me to the couch and leaned me face down over the arm. He placed his strong hands on my hips and his cock to my aching slit. Then he was deep inside me, thrusting repeatedly as he fucked me hard and fast. My poor engorged clit was rubbing against the fabric of the sofa with each thrust, moving me closer and closer to orgasm. Forgotten, Erik sat beside my head, watching and enjoying my moans. He turned slightly and began fingering my aching nipples, pulling them and rolling them between his fingers. I lifted my head and kissed him as Jim continued to pleasure me. Suddenly, my orgasm overcame me and I screamed into Erik's mouth as my wet cunt began to spasm on Jim's cock, still buried deep within me. As my throbbing lessened, Jim pulled his dick from me. Erik stood up, walked over and placed his hand around Jim's hard, wet cock and massaged it, guiding the spray all over my ass, as Jim released all of his sweet creamy come. 

When I was able to talk again, I smiled up at Erik, asking him if he would like to taste me now? He eagerly agreed and moved to between my legs, but I stopped him. I dropped to my knees beside Jim and offered his cock to Erik's eager mouth. I could see the way both men hesitated, but I knew what I wanted and I knew I would get it. Erik knelt beside me as I guided Jim's still-hard cock into his mouth. He opened his mouth and took as much of Jim as he could, sucking it in deeply and smoothly. My entire body began to ache with desire as I watched my lover taste his first cock. Jim placed his hands on Erik's head and encouraged him to continue with his sucking. I couldn't stand just watching, so I moved closer, sliding my lips over the exposed cock at the base, licking it and nibbling with my soft lips. Our mouths met in a kiss, lingering over the hardening shaft of Jim's cock. Erik followed my lead. As my lips moved down to suck on his balls, Erik moved with me. We made love to Jim as if we had been doing it forever. When I noticed some pre-cum on the tip of Jim's ready cock, I encouraged Erik to taste it, which he did.

Jim helped me up and placed me over the sofa arm again, this time heads up. My sweet Erik approached and stepped between my legs, placing his stiff manhood against my engorged lips. Jim came up beside him and wrapped his hand around that ready cock and helped Erik thrust it home. I wrapped my legs around Erik's waist and he began to fuck me with long, slow strokes. Jim moved to the sofa and knelt by my head, offering me his hardened cock. My mouth opened to accept his ready dick as I began moving my hips to meet Erik's thrusts. 

His cock was rubbing against my clit, my poor over-excited clit, and I could feel myself ready to come again. I could only moan, begging my men to fuck me while my mouth was stuffed full of excited cock. As I came, my cries were wrenched from my throat. I bucked against Erik, which caused him to fuck harder. I could feel his cock swell in preparation for coming. Then I felt it, the unique feeling of being filled with hot come as it splashed against my cunt walls. Jim couldn't wait any longer and started spraying come down my throat as I tried in vain to swallow it all. As Erik relaxed, he leaned over the sofa and was resting on top of my sated form. I pulled his face to mine and kissed him, sharing the delicious come Jim had provided.

As I sat between my two men, I had to reflect that my date had turned out quite well and look forward to many more.