It was 6:15am in an almost empty gym inside a huge mall. From the shower I dashed to my locker to get my shampoo bottle in my bikinis.
In my locker section, there I saw a guy whose body resembled that of a basketball player - tall, lean with a face that resembled support comedy actor DJ Durano. His body, worthy of a Bench billboard in Edsa was wrapped in a white towel.
Our eyes met. But I slowly turned away. As I didn't expect anything from him. But the naughty devil in me told me to pretend tinkering on my phones. As I watched this guy prepare for his morning rituals from my peripheral vision.
The guy sprayed cologne on his barley exposed pubic hair. And slowly he lowered his towel to reveal the base of his cock. My heart started to beat faster. He saw my eyes getting fixated on his crotch. Then quickly he opened his towel to tease me with a few split second peep show. My 20 megapixel eye was quick enough to remember what was between thighs - a promising man covered with well-trimmed hair.
(to be continued)