The Gym Showers.

I decided that I’d go for my daily swim a little that evening, the gym was always so packed after work. I must have got there around 10pm, it was bliss, the pool was completely empty. After about 40 minutes of laps I was spent and ready to hit the showers. I grabbed my towel from the side of the pool and headed to the showers. I noticed when I walked through that the locker room wasn’t completely empty, in the far corner there was a bloke on his phone, mindlessly scrolling after a workout. I actually wondered if he even knew what time it was. He looked up as I walked through. “Evenin”, he mumbled, just about looking up from his phone. “You had the same idea as me then?”, I teased, looking up at the clock hitting 11pm. “Haha, not really”, a deep cheeky voice erupted,  “Rugby training ran late,” he added, pointing to his jersey. He was a rough looking lad, but not ugly at all. Early 40s, bald head and bearded. Slightly like a henchman from a fairytale. I looked down at his white shorts and thick hairy thighs spread across the bench as he sat forward.
“Yeah the shorts on these uniforms are quite short”, he laughed, clearly noticing me checking him out. He put a big hairy fist over bulge, “But it’s time to hit the showers I think“, he looked up at me again.
“ well same,”, I answered, making sure to hold eye contact for as long as I could. After 3 long seconds I turned and headed to a shower cubicle. I didn’t turn back to look but I heard his heavy footsteps behind me, I could feel my cock swelling in my speedo. I hung my towel on the hook outside my chosen cubicle and dropped my speedo. I slowly pulled them down over my knees, bending fully over, hoping to give him a full view of my hairy hole and bollocks. I turned around and smiled at him once more before entering the shower. As the hot water hit my body I felt the urge to take a piss before my new friend built up the courage to join me. I let the jet of warm piss  hit the tiles as I showered. “Ah fuck, save some of that for me”, a gruff voice demanded. He stood there, nearly as tall as the cubicle, still fully dressed.
“Oh really?”, I smirked, he was clearly the submissive type. “Get on yer knees then”, I nodded down the floor and turned the shower off.....