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Scenario 1: Paul

Paul, though annoyed, happily went on in his life. Aside from the painful morning shower, his day was relatively normal. That is until he went to the gym.

Every once and a while Paul made his way to the gym. It was a great way for him to stay relatively in shape. When he made his way to the locker rooms after the workout he suddenly remembered the pesky shower scenario. Either he changed into his clothes and stayed sweaty, or he risked his luck at the gyms shower room. Considering the fact he hated getting sweaty he was fine taking the risk.

The only issue was that the showers were basically just a room with multiple shower heads. Paul stuck his head in to see one latino guy already showering. With a deep breath Paul quickly rushed to the opposite end of the room to shower. The water quickly came to life, and so did his dick.

Paul bit his lip and looked over his shoulder at the other man. Even from the back Paul could see the muscles in the guys back. The way the man's arms would flex as he rubbed the soap onto his skin was stunning. Paul quickly went to grab his own soap, ready to get out of the awkward situation if the man spotted him. The soap fell to the floor in his haste though. With a groan of annoyance Paul leaned over to grab it. Paul glanced back to the man again once he had the soap firmly in hand; only this time the guy was looking back.

Paul could feel his heart thump in his chest. He closed his eyes while rubbing the soap over his arms in attempt to calm himself. Then down his chest and back. Then to his aching member. Paul felt himself twitch at the mere thought of rubbing one out right now. "Damn."

Paul's eyes shot open as he quickly turned to face the other guy. Only now he was right in front of Paul. Paul opened his mouth to speak but found no words. Instead his eyes latched onto the tanned face of the man. The guy was staring down at Paul's dick, a blush barely present. He gulped and looked back up to Paul, speaking again, "I saw you checking me out earlier and I was wondering if you wanted to go out?"

Paul wanted to say no, he wanted to say that wasn't what he was doing, instead he asked a question, "You're gay?"

The man chuckled a little, a smile forming on his face. "Yeah, names Dan." Paul looked down embarrassed, only to notice the half-mast dick of Dan. "I'll just leave my number on your bag. Feel free to call." Dan quickly turned, giving a perfect view of the muscled ass to Paul. Then the caramel skinned guy left. Paul quickly finished his shower after the encounter, only to see a little note on his bag when he got out.

Scenario 2: Jack

Jack had a rough day at work. For one, he had opted for pants again. That meant it was really hard for him to leave his dick visible. Issue two, that lack of underwear meant that even without his cock hanging out for the world to see, it was bulging so much it practically was visible. Issue three he had to make sure to not exaggerate near any men, and that proved challenging when his boss came in an hour before the work day ended.

Work had piled on more than usual, and that meant stress for Jack. He had opted to just push down his pants in his office, meaning he could adjust however he wanted while working without any distractions. Well, at least no distractions made from the horrid game he was playing. Jack groaned as another email came in.

"Jack everything okay?" Jack Jumped to pull up his pants as Mr. Normand, his boss, strode in. The second he saw Jack's dick hanging out he had shut the door. "What the hell, Jack what has gotten into you!" Jack finally pulled up his pants, the claustrophobia grating his nerves. "Yesterday I told you to close the door, and now you just have your pants all the way down! Damnit Jack." Mr Normand put a hand on his temples as he let out a frustrated sigh.

"Sorry sir. I swear to god-" Jack stopped, his mouth watering slightly. Jack's eyes lowered to his boss' pants, noticing the small bulge of a dick. "Oh fuck." Mr. Normand looked at back at Jack with confusion before being tackled to the floor. "I-I'm sorry sir but can I please suck your dick."

Mr. Normand felt his belt being unbuckled as Jack desperately tried to get to his dick. "What the fuck! Jack stop!" Jack ignored his boss as he pulled down the pants. His face quickly dove into the pouch showing off the dick. Jack mouthed over the material, his saliva wetting the grey briefs.

Mr Normand sat up in confusion and a mix of horniness. Here he was about to scold an employee for having their pants down, only to have that employee jump his dick. It felt like a porno. One he didn't mind being in. Jack felt the dick harden through the briefs, only making him salivate more. The boss rolled his head back, "Shit Jack, its all yours."

Jack quickly slid off the material and licked at the rapidly hardening penis. What it lacked in girth it made up for in length. Jack wrapped his lips around the tip of the dick, much to the pleasure of Mr Normand. The dick throbbed as Jack slowly went down the length. "Oh fuck!"

Jack felt the dick pulse before spurts of cum came out. Flashes of information came up in his mind as the cum coated his mouth in a goopy mess. It told about Mr Normand: the fact his sperm was healthy, that Mr Normand was bisexual, that Mr Norman was turned on by cum swallowing, and that Mr Normand had voyeuristic tendencies.

Jack reeled back, the disgust of what he just done coming back to him. Mr Normand was panting, although looked embarrassed about cumming so early. Jack gulped down the cum, much to his own disgust. "That was hot." Jack grunted fishing out his dick again. "Oh damn, you didn't even enjoy it."

Jack glared back to the guy he just blew. He was tired at this point, and still had to go and do whatever that damn email was for. "Mr Normand with all due respect can we not talk about it? I'm going to have my dick out when you walk in, and I hope that is fine with you." The boss smiled at that, nodding.

Scenario 3: Bruce

Bruce had a rough day.

Bruce started his day hard, the god 'ol morning wood. The problem was that when he started to rub one out he thought of dicks. And not just his own or even Jack's, no he thought of random men with all their dicks out, a faceless person in the middle of it all. That then devolved into him looking up porn of gangbangs when he couldn't cum. What was worse is that the more he watched porn he searched the more he started to look at the dicks more than the chick. Only when he stared at all the cocks did Bruce end up cumming.

Even worse, Bruce had to go to work. When he showed up to the construction sight all seemed normal. The other guys were drenched in sweat and had a smell bad enough for Bruce to breath through his mouth, but it seemed normal. That is until one guy hammering a nail next to him suddenly stopped. "Gary, you good?"

The guy turned his head to Bruce with a puzzled face. "Have you always been that muscled?" Bruce blinked at Gary, confused by the odd comment. No one had ever done that before. A hand suddenly reached around, squeezing Bruce's bicep. Bruce jumped and spun around to face the guy.

The black man smirked down at Bruce. "He sure is muscled for someone with a great ass." Gary nodded at that comment biting his lip. Bruce felt his pants tighten slightly as he looked at all the guys who were now watching the confrontation. "I really wouldn't mind seeing it bare though." The dude then gripped at his crotch, showing off a huge package stuck inside to Bruce.

Bruce backed up a little, only to stumble into another co-worker. Bruce fell down, looking up at the guy who he just tripped over. He was asian, and though leaner than most guys he was easily the scariest person Bruce has ever met due to the scar running down his face, Kiri his name was. Bruce was about to apologize when he saw the now visible bulge in the worker's pants. "Bruce, either get your ass off the ground or hand it over." The bulge twitched a little, distracting Bruce.

"I- I uhh." The guy took a step closer, his bulge now next to Bruce's face. Bruce felt his own member twitch. With a pained groan Bruce stood. Gary, the original guy, whistled a bit as Bruce awkwardly stood back up.

He smirked before placing a hand on Bruce's ass, "Next time don't show off in front of others." Bruce felt his face flush as the guy winked. With a quick motion the guy slapped his ass and stepped back to face the others. "Okay back to work!" Like that work resumed as normal, just like before. The only difference was that he could see Gary, the black guy, and Kiri sneak glances his way.