Head in to the MENS locker room

You walk over to the drinking fountain and bend over to get a drink of cool water and giving the men working out a nice view of your firm backside. When you stand up you pretend to read a list of rules until they stop staring and then hurry through the nearby door to the men's locker room. The place smells of old sweat and urine, not exactly your two favorite odors, but it's a musky man smell that makes you think you're a predator on the hunt.

It's pretty quiet in here so you sneak carefully forward, being sure to stay out of the direct line of any doors. On the other side of a wall of lockers you can hear some noise, sounds like a "slap, slap, slap". You tip toe around to the corner of the lockers and peek around the edge.

To your shock you see a middle-aged fat man, nearly naked, sitting on one of the benches and pulling rapidly on his small cock. He seems lost in the photo he has taped inside his locker, a picture of a gorgeous blond spreading her pussy wide open. His dick is purple with arousal and you can see a bead of precum beginning to form at the tip.

He looks so pathetic you're tempted to make his fantasies come true, but at the same time your evil side tells you to **** him. Then there's your sensible side, which is telling you this guy is naaaaaasty and you need to get out. But the risk of someone catching you in here is also turning you on.