A Late Night Workout
I recently took a friend's advice about trying a late-night workout to help me sleep. I must admit I slept like a baby and had more of a workout than I had planned last night. For the third night in a row, I worked until 9:30 on a big proposal and was feeling wired when I left. I decided to go by the gym and work out before going home. It was after 10:00 when I started and I couldn't believe how empty the place was that time of night.

I did 35 minutes on the treadmill and lifted weights until 11:30. I was starting to unwind and decided to finish off in the steam room. I changed into my two-piece suit and headed for the spa. The place was empty except for two jocks soaking in the jacuzzi. I rinsed off under the shower and went into the steam room.

Since I had the place to myself, I sat in the corner near the rocks and stretched my long legs out to each side. I love stretching in the steam after a long workout to get all the kinks out. After about three minutes, the door opened and one of the guys from the jacuzzi came in. It was so steamy that I couldn't see his face, but he was tall and had dark hair.

He didn't sit down, but came over near where I was sitting and stood in front of the rocks. I tried to ignore him and just tilted my head back and closed my eyes. I could feel him looking at me and the more I tried to ignore it, the more I couldn't stop thinking about those huge thighs just inches away from my hands. I realized it was almost midnight and no one else was around. The steam went off and it was suddenly too quiet.

When he finally spoke, his voice was deep and almost hypnotic. "Pretty relaxing, huh?" I opened my eyes and looked in his direction. I still couldn't see his face, but his body was lean and muscular and there was a huge bulge in his speedos.

"Yes," I answered trying not to think about what was bulging in his suit. "The steam room always does it for me." I closed my eyes and tried to ignore the obvious.

"Yeah," he said moving a little closer. "It helps me to relax too. But then it always seems to give me a hard on."

I opened my eyes and realized that he was standing in front of me stroking his hard cock. The steam had come on full force again and I still couldn't see his face. I know I should have been disgusted and left the room to report him, but I felt totally paralyzed. On the one hand I was kind of frightened and yet I found myself completely turned on.

"So I see," I responded. He inched closer and stood between my legs, blocking me into the corner of the steam bath.

"Perhaps we can help each other relax," he continued. He reached out and stroked my face, tracing his thumb along my lips until I parted them. With his hand, he pushed my face forward until I was head to head with his cock, which was pulsing in his other hand. Nature overruled and I was swept away with the current. I opened my mouth to his cock and starting sucking its huge head. He tightened his grip on my hair almost to the point of pain and then dropped his other hand down and reached into my top. He quickly found my nipple and starting pinching it as I sucked. His cock was so thick that I grabbed his thighs with both hands to keep from being choked. I was getting very turned on like a little porno vixen and knew that the moisture between my thighs wasn't from the steam.

Suddenly the door opened and I tried to pull away, but he grabbed my hair tighter and held my head with his other hand. I was so afraid that we were about to be caught.

"Hey Jack," said another male voice. "What have you found over there?"

"One of the best little cock suckers I've ever met," answered my capture as he continued pumping his cock into my mouth. I felt like a deer caught in a trap. "Do me a favor, will you Ron?" he called to the stranger. "Come over here and stroke her pussy for me. I told her I would help her relax, but I don't want to leave this beautiful mouth right now."