Gerald grinned as he looked at the special jar of age cream. He knew that the steam room at the Fountain of Youth Spa was a hang out for gays, and figured that he could have a bit of fun at their expense. He walked into the steam room with jar after removing the label and writing "Lube" in black marker on the jar. Then he set it down on the tile bench and enjoyed his steam.
A minute or two later an older gentleman entered followed by a young man. They were trying hard to appear not to be together. Gerald grinned and left the two alone.
Gerald showered and waited at the end of the hallway drying himself to see who emerged from the steam bath.
"Hey, Chris, somebody left us some lube," Charles Abercrombie said opening the jar.
"Lucky me," said Chris nervously. Mr. Abercrombie was his boss, and well, he really needed his job. Unfortunately, Mr. Abercrombie had seen the rainbow flag on the bumper of Chris' car, and well, they were naked in a sauna with his boss lubing up his cock, weren't they?
"Any second thoughts?" Abercrombie asked.
"No, sir," Chris answered bending over and grabbing his ankles. He grit his teeth. He normally topped, so he knew he'd be tight.
Charles plunged his cock deep into Chris with one thrust. He pumped violently in an out. Chris was a strong young man, Charles figured he could take it.
Abercrombie had popped a viagra, but the old guy might be hard, but his plumbing was old too. Chris's tears were trickling down his face along with sweat. The old guy kept pumping until he came 20 minutes later. Chris practically collapsed.
"Boy, it's hot, I need to shower," Chris said lamely.
"I feel twenty years younger," boomed Charles Abercrombie.
Chris looked over at his boss and was surprised to see that the white forest of chest hairs was now dark brown.
"Sir, I think you are!" He shouted pointing at Charles' darkened pubes.
"I'll be damned, no wonder they call it the Fountain of Youth!" He picked up the jar and muttered, "I seem to have stopped getting younger, you up for another go round, Chris?"
Chris' eyes went wide. He fingered his sore hole. Damn, he needed the job, but his hole was really burning.