OK lunch over now and I think writing about what I used to get upto at my pool should get me nice and horny (hopefully it will do the same for you too – hehe).
My last 2 years of school and my first 2 years of uni I was training a lot and doing some surf life saving competitions and swimming was always my weakest leg. So I had to really focus on my swimming. When I was at skool would swim at the skool pool and train there but after I left skool and those first 2 years of uni I went to this local 50m lap pool. It was outdoors and never had too many people there – particularly as those first 2 years of uni were pretty cruisy and I’d normally go to the pool around 10am.
I always wore speedos and the few other people that I saw at the pool normally were wearing them as well. But the favourite thing about the pool was I’d have a shower in the change rooms afterwards. The change room was huge and had a massive hall full of showers. Unlike what I hear about guys in the US we never got naked in skool locker rooms. After my swim I used to go into the locker rooms and masturbate in this shower hall – all the time hoping that someone would walk in on me.
I’d never fully remove my speedos while I was jacking off – either poking my cock through the right leg (my prefered method) or pulling the front of my speedo down.
I ended up doing this nearly every time I went to the pool. Although every now and then someone would walk into the change room while I was enjoying myself they would just be getting changed and not enter the showers or most of the time I would hear them and have to stop. But…. I did get caught twice.
The first time was a late 20’s guy (I was like 18 or 19 at the time) and I just didn’t hear him come in and he was showering before entering the pool. I was jacking away and he walked right in. Surprised the shit out me hey. I mumbled some embarased ‘sorrys’ and this guy had his 2 second shower and said ‘No probs mate.’ He honestly didn’t seem bothered at all about it – I was mega embarassed and it took me a couple of weeks before I got back into my habit.
The 2nd time someone walked in on me though I had planned it – but that is another story for another day. Time for Dave to jack off I think.