The gym was grueling tonight and while I didn’t want to come, I pushed myself to get back on the grind. After a year and a half of not working out because the gyms in my area were closed, I finally came out once mask restrictions were lifted and I was fully vaccinated.
After the workout, I was winded and felt like I had been kicked in the gut. I had a long road ahead of me as I tried to get back to the condition I was before this pandemic occurred. I sprayed down the equipment, skipped a song I was not feeling and then headed to the first floor.
I chuckled to myself because even though I was not one of those cases of pandemic 40, I did gain some and lost some. I was at home… a lot and in the process, I gained around 15 pounds. That was not the worst for me. What really made me feel gross was the fact that my muscles, the ones that I took a long time to try to create and define, had gone away. I was back here to try and find them again.
It should be easy for me, I thought, being 21 I could just get back on the treadmill and feel like before. No… it was not the case. I had to put in the work like I had in college if I wanted my jock body back.
I almost stumbled into someone when I reached the entrance of the locker room. I apologized quickly and went inside. My body was going to hate me tomorrow but right now, I needed to get in the sauna and try to get some relief. I put my phone, headphones and water bottle in my locker and went to the sauna. It was an empty room, not very spacious at all. I sat down and just let the steam do its thing. I closed my eyes and began to think about what I was going to do once I got home when I heard the door open. I opened my eyes as I saw this muscular guy stroll in, nothing but socks and a towel. I gulped because damn, even though I didn’t have my glasses on, I could tell this man was cut from granite.
He reminded me of one of my coaches or maybe a professor I had for economics. Not sure, but he was older than me for sure but his body made me feel like I was made of goo.
I tried to focus on myself and how I was feeling but I was now getting horny. He was hot, short hair and a full beard. I began to think of what he was like outside of this sweaty box. Did he have a sense of humor? Did he have a secret obsession with manga or anime? What if he was a total nerd that just wanted to kiss and cuddle while watching some comedy show on Netflix? I must have been smiling too hard because he was looking at me before he cleared his throat and was sighing.
“Good workout?” I asked, trying to fill the air. He began rubbing his hand.
“Yeah, it was fine…yours?” He asked looking back down and not looking up at me when he responded.
“Good…good…” He nodded at my response but it was more out of reflex rather than him actually listening to what I was saying.
We were quiet again and I asked him, “So, how long have you been coming to this gym?“
I really just wanted to keep hearing his deep voice. He was really hot and his voice matched the big body.
“Just moved to the area and started coming here last week.” I nodded but I don’t think he noticed because again, he was not looking at me.
“I recently came back. I didn’t feel comfortable coming back to the gym until the vaccine and the mask mandate was lifted.“
We stayed quiet for a while until he looked at me and said, “I broke up with my girlfriend and that’s why I moved to the area. Needed a fresh start.”
I was stunned because that came out of left field. I stayed quiet because I didn’t know how to follow that up.
“Sorry to hear that.” I looked down but it was weird just leaving it at that so I blurted out, “It gets better.”
He looked at me and then continued pouring his heart, “Is bad, man. I cheated on her with her boss…”
“I mean, that’s unfortunate but, was she at least–” I tried to reassure him.
“Her boss is a guy.” He cut me off. My hardon definitely was harder now that there was a possibility this man was gay or at least bi leaning.
“Is that your first experience with a guy?” I asked, scooting closer, using the excuse to not want to be loud.
He nodded. I scooted over, “Was it good at least?” I whispered, not wanting to have these thin walls hear what we continued to talk about.
“Yeah… he was tall…lean… and hung.” He said, scooting over too. His knee was touching mine and I felt my heart pounding. Are we about to do something?
“Did you… uh…” I began but I didn’t even know his name; should I even ask him what I wanted to know. He must’ve understood what I was getting at and he became braver and told looked at me.
“Fuck him or did he fuck me?” He finished my question. I nervously laughed and looked away. He chuckled but then leaned in and whispered, “He pounded me on his desk until I shot my load on my abs.”
“Damn…” I whispered and after that I got bold. Must’ve been the heat in the room or the hard as fuck cock I had making a tent on my flimsy towel but I was guided by my meat. I pulled his head towards mine and kissed him. He was taken by surprise but went with it. We were making out and he was hungry for it for sure. I could tell that his first experience with a guy had unlocked something in him that made him curious to see if he could replicate whatever he felt the first time.
Unfortunately, voices in the locker room made us separate quickly and slide away from one another. As soon as we were back to how we were before we began to talk, couple of guys walked in laughing and joking. I smiled at him and got up and left.
Fuck. Cockblocked by some dumb bros.
I was walking to the showers with my towel and toiletries when I felt someone tap my shoulder. I turned around and saw him there smiling shyly at me. I smiled broadly and grabbed his hand and pulled him to the end of hall where the handicapped shower was located. I pushed him in there and closed the glass door and placed my towel on the door.
“Are we doing this?” He asked, nervous but excited. I nodded and took off his towel and putting it on top of mine. He turned the water on and once a nice steam was beginning to form, we crashed into one another, making out and resuming our exploration of each other’s mouths. I laughed when we slipped and hit the wall.
“Sorry…” He whispered.
“It’s okay, at least we didn’t fall down.”
“Shit, you’re younger than I thought you’d be… the sauna doesn’t have good light.” He said.
“Does it bother you?”
“No… it’s kind of hot… I could be old enough to be your dad.”
“Nah, you’re not old enough to be him. What are you, 30?” I asked, grabbing a hold of his cock and stroking him under the cascading water.
“Nice… no, I’m close to 40.”
“You could have fooled me.” I leaned in and began to make out with him again. He pulled me in and began explore my back. His hands roamed down to my ass before coming to the front and beginning to stroke me as well.
We continued to kiss and talk while we cleaned each other. By the time he was soaping my cock and balls, I had really gotten fully hard and he was surprised by what he was holding in his hand.
“Christ, you’re big…” He whispered in amazement.
“I do alright big guy.” I said going back under the water and rinsing off.
“I’d say… bigger than her boss…” He said mesmerized as he got closer and rinsed himself.
“You want to taste it?” I asked as I played with his chest.
He opened his eyes and just nodded. He got in a squatting position and without a word, he took me in his mouth. A moan escaped him as he got on his knees, knowing this was going to take a while. I smiled and began to wash my hair.
“This is good, yeah?” He asked.
“Oh yeah, the boss must’ve taught you well if I’m your second guy.”
“Who said you were my second…” I smiled at him and he returned to blowing me.
He was deepthroating me, something that an amateur would not be able to do. This guy was an expert, I had scored big with him. He grabbed my hands and placed them on the back of his head, prompting me to go for it.
I began to fuck his face and use him like my own personal blow up doll. I was getting close and I could tell he knew because he began to stand up, leaving me weak in the knees.
“Take a deep breath, man…” He whispered and held me. Wild, I should be the one taking care of him after the fuck I gave his throat.
“You can’t shoot yet or you won’t be hard enough to put that fucker in my hole.” I looked at him and he smiled. He gave me a quick kiss before bracing himself against the wall and spreading his legs, “I promise, I’m clean.”
“Me too.” I said and grabbed his waist, rubbing my cock between his hairy cheeks.
“God, I want it so bad…” I whispered into his ear.
“Go for it buddy, it’s all yours.”
Those were the magic words for me because as soon as my cock head had found the entrance to his ass, I went in. He was tight, He grunted at the intrusion. I kept going in slowly, not trying to tear anything up. He put his fist in his mouth as he bit down, trying to not scream or make a sound.
“I’m almost all in…”
“Fuck, you’re damn thick.”
“You had no trouble deepthroating me.”
“I don’t usually bottom for guys your size…”
“It must be your lucky day then.” I pushed in deeper and deeper until he said he could feel my balls on his ass.
“Stay like this… just like that… fuck, taking that fat cock in my hole…”
“Come on dad, you got this.” I said but as soon as I did, I felt regret. What came over me to call him ‘dad.’
He moaned a bit and then nodded, “Yeah, I can take it… fuck me, son…”
Oh fuck, that turned me on so much. No idea why but it got me and I began to pull out and push it back in. Slowly at first and then harder and faster.
“Fuck your old man… come on, fuck me.” He hissed at me. We were still trying to keep a low profile but the unmistakable sound of wet flesh hitting wet flesh was obvious; which made this hotter.
I was close, I could tell he was close too because as soon as I felt I was going to shoot, he told me to not pull out, “Pump those babies in me, son, get me pregnant.”
I howled into his shoulder as I shot my 3 day old load into him. He shook a bit and then I saw his load plastered on the floor, making it’s way to the drain. We stayed in place for a bit until I pulled out and helped him straighten up.
“That was fucking amazing.” He said, as he went to grab some soap to clean himself off.
I nodded, “Sorry about the ‘dad’ comment… I got carried away.”
“It’s alright… it was hot. Hope you don’t mind me saying, but I liked having my ‘son’ using my ass.”
I smiled and grabbed his ass, “Hope we can, meet up again, if not for this to workout together.”
“I would like that.” He said.
Back my locker, I was satisfied to have waited to come back to the gym. I think I was going to be coming much more frequently if this is what was waiting for me at the end of the workout.
Amazing instance of picture and story each making the other even hotter.
