Gym Time

“Eddie,” she says with her just-fucked, husky voice, “why don’t you start working out in a gym?”

“Huh?” I mumble, as my breathing settles down after our intense fuck session. “What are you talking about, baby?”

I reach over and fondle her still erect nipples. Wow, she is hot!

“Well,” she explains, “you know how much I like you, physically and intellectually. I love the way you think, and there is no one to compare with you in bed. But …” she hesitates.

There is always a “but,” isn’t there? I prefer the other “butt” though!

“But what, babe?” I ask, and nibble at her ear.

“Eddie,” she breathes deep. “Keep on doing that and I will make you spend some more of that sweet (salty) juice in your balls! Seriously, honey, I think you should start exercising, at the gym. Don’t get me wrong. I love the way you look, but developing your body by doing a few physical exercises every day isn’t a bad idea.”

Well, that’s a bit surprising to me. I am average to tall at 180 cm (5’ 9”). I have a slim body that I think is quite fit. I am not much into muscles, but my pecs are quite heavy and rippled and my abs are nicely six-packed on my flat stomach. I am a healthy, warm-blooded, nicely shaped 24-year-old man.

“Baby,” I retort, moving away from my nibbling and caressing—especially since Junior down there is stirring back into life (Junior, by the way, is my dick). “I jog!”

“Eddie,” she snickers. “You don’t jog. You put on your jogging shorts, which are very sexy, by the way, and you sort of speed walk, your eyes roving all around, watching girl joggers. That’s not jogging. You don’t even draw a decent sweat.”

“But I’m not the sweaty type,” I complain. Little does she know that my eyes rove not only for sexy girl joggers but also for sexy guy joggers. She has no idea that I go both ways, sexually. “But,” I think yielding on this one is not a bad idea, which I can trade in later for something I want her to do in return. I am thinking ass-fucking will be in order. Besides, the gym sounds enticing. Hmmm… Guys in skimpy shorts, muscles, showers. Yes. Not a bad idea at all.

“Ok, you are right,” I finally concede. “I will start looking for a nice gym first thing tomorrow.”

“Oh, baby,” she has this sexy smile on. “That’s great.” She is a bit surprised that I have given in so fast.

In response, I roll on top of her, Junior now up and ready, rub my body against hers, feeling her hard nipples on my chest. We kiss. I slide into her in answer to her moans. She is already wet. Perhaps her winning has made her horny. And we fuck.

The next morning, I start my search for a nice gym. I have noticed a couple on my jogging route. I walk into the foyer of the first one. A hot blonde woman smiles at me from reception. Her boobs reach out, big melon-style boobs with protruding tit nipples outlined in her tight t-shirt. The clientele seem to be all-female. There is a list in a plastic stand on the reception desk describing the facilities the gym offers. I read down the list: manicure, pedicure, skin massage (whatever that is), skin care. Hmmm… Not really what I am looking for. I hold a short conversation with the receptionist on prices and schedules and stuff, occasionally staring at her cleavage and mentally salivating, and leave.

The second gym is more like it. There is a mixture of males and females. The guy at the reception desk is a hunk, instead of the booby girl of the other gym. The facilities advertized are more of the equipment in the exercise hall, sauna, steam, and the like. The guy takes me on a quick tour, and I am sold when I note the hot clientele, mostly men. The fees are fairly reasonable, too. I draw a one-month trial subscription. The guy tells me I can start any time. My late afternoon jogging has to give way to the gym, I decide.

I return to the gym that afternoon, in sweatpants over my jogging shorts (no underwear) and t-shirt. The same guy is there. He hands me a towel and a locker key. I get rid of my sweatpants and remain in my jogging shorts. I haven’t brought in other stuff. I would need to buy a sports sack or something for my next visit. Towel over one shoulder, I walk into the exercise room and start on one of the treadmills.

I start drawing some sweat after 5 minutes or so when a younger guy, more like a kid, really, gets on the treadmill next to mine and turns it on. We say the usual hi-I’m-Eddie-hi-I’m-Jimmy stuff and continue our exercises. I stay on the treadmill for another 30 minutes and I am proud of myself already. I feel my thigh and leg muscles tighten with the strain I have put in.

The kid gets off his machine at the same time as I do, and as if by previous agreement, we both move towards the weight-lifting benches. I lie on my back and start lifting a bar with light, wimpy weights. Because I am not wearing underwear, I notice that my crotch bulges every time I lift the bar. The kid stands behind my head. I look up and backwards, and, what the fuck, he is staring at my bulge. A few minutes later, I get up. He is still standing there, gazing at me.

“Oh, well,” I say jovially, ignoring his stare. “Weight-lifting is not really for me. I guess I’ll head for the showers.”

Jimmy removes his stare at my body and crotch with an effort and says, “Let me show you where they are.” His voice is husky, which turns me on, and I start developing an erection. My shorts tent. “I need a shower, too, anyway,” he mumbles as he watches the growth in my shorts.

I am wondering whether I should strip naked in the shower since I’m wearing nothing under my running shorts. There is no one else there, no stalls or partitions either: just the shower heads lined next to each other. As I fumble with my towel, the kid strips butt naked and walks over to one of the shower heads, his dick and balls bouncing in front of him. Lovely.

He has a smooth chest and a fuzzy butt, with an impressively thick pubic patch. Yes. Just my type, I think. I follow suit and walk over to the shower head next to his after hanging my towel, the shorts, and the t-shirt on one of the pegs by the entrance.

I feel somewhat funny being so naked in public, with a developing erection, not that I am embarrassed by my body, but it’s just that I get horny easily. And walking around with Junior, hard and pointing straight up, instead of soft and dangling over my balls can be somewhat embarrassing.

The kid turns around under the shower head, shampooing his longish hair. I notice his crotch area:  thick pubes, as I have noticed before, cut cock, not bad size in its now-soft condition, hanging balls, nice thighs with muscles, in general, hot and sexy. Shit! Junior quivers some more. I love the way Junior is always ready for action, going strong time after time. But sometimes one has to behave, in public. Junior does not understand this concept.

I avert my eyes from the hot kid and get under the shower, with my back turned to him. The water is nice and invigorating. I shampoo, lather my body, rinse, and walk over to get my towel, all the while avoiding watching Jimmy. As I towel myself dry, he turns off his shower and walks over towards me to get his towel. Even without my eyeglasses, I can see his dick hard, poking some 15 cm (6”) out of his pubic patch.

Junior responds immediately. I move to cover myself with the towel, but I think that since the kid is not embarrassed by his hard-on, why should I be? I stay exposed and Junior rises to his 20 cm (8”) erection. The kid reaches for his towel, but now I can see that he is gazing at my crotch. He is close enough for me to see that his dick is quivering. I smile at him with one eyebrow raised. I can see he is impressed. He looks down at his dick, then back at mine.

“You know, Eddie,” he croaks. “It’s not the size that counts, but how you use it.” He snickers.

“Oh, yea?” I respond. “Looks like we need to put your remark to the test, huh?” There is a decided smirk on my face as I look him over. “And perhaps you are right about the dick size in some way. It’s the whole body, isn’t it? And your whole body surely makes up for the little tool you have down there!” I tease.

Actually, it’s not that “little.” 15 centimeters can be quite a mouthful… or ass-ful?

Jimmy blushes. I draw closer and place my hand on the side of his neck, pulling him to me. He responds willingly and our bodies touch. Naturally, we kiss, my hand rubbing his neck and his shoulder, my other hand is already on his waist. I can feel his smooth skin. He wraps both arms around my neck as our tongues meet, and he moans from deep down inside. Our cocks press on each other, and I grind against his erection. I feel one of his hands slide down between our bodies to grab my hardness. He rubs it slowly against his abs. It is my turn to moan.

I move back a few centimeters, giving Jimmy more access to my cock. He doesn’t hesitate but kneels and takes me in his mouth. Arching my back, I push into his mouth as his lips press on my shaft. The feeling when first my cock enters the warmth of a mouth and the pressing of lips is incredible.

Jimmy’s tongue moves around my cock head and he tries to swallow down the shaft. Of course, he gags. Fuck! I think. I need my whole cock buried deep, but he moves away, spit dripping out of his mouth. My cock jerks back upwards. The kid resumes the stroking, now that my shaft is slick with spit. I shudder.

Suddenly, I realize that at any moment someone might come in. Shit!

“Jimmy, buddy,” I mumble as I move farther away from him, regretfully. “We need to do this somewhere more private, don’t you think?”

He nods agreement. I put on my shorts and shirt as my erection subsides. He does the same.

“We can go to my place,” I suggest.

“Ok,” he says with an excited and anticipating gleam in his lovely deep green eyes.

God, he is sexy! I am so glad that my girlfriend has suggested the gym although we have somewhat different motives. My motive is standing right in front of me, cute and sexy as hell. She has no idea! I inwardly snicker.

We walk into my apartment, a one-room studio, really, with a built-in kitchenette and a small bathroom. We don’t lose time as we sit on my sofa-bed and start making out. Somewhere in the back of my head, there is the thought that Melanie, my girlfriend, might walk in on us. Hmmm. Not good! But, what the fuck? If she cannot handle my sexual preferences, then maybe we are not suited for each other. I can always find another pussy to fuck. I’m not really in love with Melanie, but the sex is great. Maybe, if she does walk in now, she might want to join! Fuck, what an idea! My cock throbs hard at the thought, more so under Jimmy’s kneading hand. I should arrange for something like this: me sandwiched between a hot guy and a hot girl!

But now back to lovely Jimmy.

As I nibble on his ear, I whisper, “Jimmy, I wanted you as soon as you stepped onto that treadmill back at the gym. I was even hornier for you when I watched you lather yourself in the showers. I’m so happy that you are here with me.”

He turns around and kisses me lightly on the lips: “You are so hot, Eddie, how can anyone not want to be with you? But…,” he hesitates.

I look into his eyes questioningly.

“But,” he continues, “please, don’t think badly of me. This is my first time with another guy. I am straight and have a girl that I love. But I fantasize about sex with other men. I am turned on by male bodies. I am wondering if I am gay or straight. This is so confusing for me.”

“Hey, bro,” I say, in a placating tone. “I hear you. I have a girl, too. And I love boobs and pussy. But I enjoy sex with other guys too. I don’t label myself. There is nothing wrong with being gay, or straight, or bisexual. We do what we enjoy doing; and, man, I’m definitely enjoying you right now.”

My hand rubs the inside of his thigh, up and down. I kiss him. He closes his eyes and opens his mouth, relaxing, moaning, getting back into it. I feel him grabbing my crotch. He runs his hand over my erection. Ahhh! That’s my boy.

“Oh, boy,” he inhales as we break the kiss. “I couldn’t resist you once I saw this.” He presses on my cock, still inside my sweatpants, and smiles.

“Take him out.” It sounds more like an order than a suggestion. Junior wants to be out!

Jimmy slowly slides his hand under the waistband of my sweatpants and grabs my cock.

“My God, it’s big!” he exclaims, and strokes me.

“I thought you said that size does not matter,” I quip.

“Oh, Eddie,” he moans, gripping my cock, “it does. Man, it does!”

My hand is still massaging his inner thigh, reaching under his loose shorts towards his balls. He’s not wearing any underwear either and I cup his balls and fondle them. His cock is tenting his shorts. We continue fondling each other, resuming our kissing and licking.

After a few minutes of this hot making-out, I stand up, pull off my t-shirt and slide my sweatpants down my legs to the floor. I stand in front of him, totally naked, with my hard cock vertically pointing at the ceiling. He gazes at me. His mouth is open and his lips are glistening from our French kissing. He stares at my cock and my hanging balls. He moves forward and runs his hand over my chest hair patch, his eyes still glued to my cock. Tentatively, he kneels and licks my cock shaft starting at the base up to the head. He is looking up at me as I tower above him, and then he lowers his eyes back to my cock and starts to suck.

“You taste so good,” he inhales, breaking from my cock for a second.

Then he goes back to sucking me. He is stroking himself inside his shorts as he slurps. I pull him off my tool and tell him to strip. I watch, my cock throbbing and wet with spit and pre-cum.

I don’t usually leak a lot. Junior tries to keep all the juice for the great finale. When he explodes, it’s squirt after squirt after squirt. But right now, the leaking is visible and it makes me more turned on.

Jimmy strips. Fuck me, he’s hot. My eyes feast on his beauty. Like earlier in the shower, we pull each other together and we kiss standing up, rubbing and grinding on each other.

Then, I push Jimmy back on the sofa-bed and kneel between his thighs spreading them wide. I reach for his cock. As my lips encircle his cock head, he moans and bucks upwards. Placing my hands on his thighs I press him back down and slowly work the head with my lips and tongue, making him wet and shivering. He plays with my hair and moans deeply.

Slowly, ever so slowly, I swallow his shaft. I go down all the way to the base and press my lips around it, stilling. I so enjoy the scent of his pubic patch right under my nose, soapy, sweaty and hot. As I start bobbing up and down his cock, his moans grow louder and his breathing faster. I cup his balls and feel them actually dancing in my palm. I realize that he is about to lose his load and I stop.

“Oh, please, Eddie, don’t stop,” Jimmy moans. “You swallowed the whole shaft, man. I wish I could do the same to you. But your dick is so fucking big!”

“Well, buddy,” I smirk. “Let’s see if we can put Junior in a hole that can accommodate the whole of him!”

His eyes widen as he realizes the implication of what I have said. Yes, I think, I’m going to bury Junior right up your fucking boy ass all the way to the hilt!

I place him on his back and lift his legs up by the ankles. His butt crack is exposed as I bend down and lick under his balls and into his hairy crack. He is hot! He quivers and presses back on my face. My tongue finds his hole and I lick and probe, feeling the sphincter twitch, the few hairs around it wet. He is now moaning loudly, grinding his butt against me.

I alternate between my tongue and fingers: first licking and spitting on the pink hole, and then inserting finger after finger into his tight ass.

After a while, when I feel that he should be about ready for me, I kneel between his raised legs as my cock slides between his ass cheeks, and I lick up and down his inner thighs. Looking at his eyes, I see the desperate desire mixed with a somewhat fearful expression as my cockhead presses on his hole.

“Relax for me, baby,” I whisper, pushing harder at his hole.

“Oh,” he whimpers. “Your cock is huge, man. Please, go easy, please?”

Releasing his feet, applying more pressure on his fuck hole, I bend over him as he wraps his legs around my waist, and I kiss him deeply. He responds by flicking his tongue against mine. With a thrust, I penetrate. His scream is muffled by my mouth pressed over his. Fuck! This kid is tight. He is going to be sore down there for some time, I bet!

“Take it out,” he pleads as he tries to push me back using his hands on my thighs. I still.

“Baby,” I goad him. “Just fucking relax. Just relax.”

He shuts his eyes tightly. I whisper in his ear to breathe deep. As he does, I push inside him and my cock starts to slide into him.

“Oh, Fuck! Eddie, it hurts, oh, my God, please, stop,” he whimpers. “Please, take the fucker OUT!”

I stop but do not withdraw. My cock is halfway inside him and I give him some time to relax and get used to it. Will he? I am big and he is tight. But, God, I want to fuck him so bad.

Slowly, I feel his sphincter relax on my cock shaft, and I gently prod more cock into him. He squeezes in response and moans and grunts. Fuck! What a pussy!

Finally, with one huge thrust, I slide all the way, my pubes pressed against his fuzzy butt.

“AHHH,” he screams. “Eddie, FUCK! Please, stop.” He has tears flowing down his cheeks.

Shit! I really don’t want to hurt this kid. But I am inside him and I don’t want to stop until I fuck him. I still and grind. Kissing his mouth and licking his tears away, I whisper, “Baby, the worst is over. Relax and enjoy this.”

Reaching down between our bodies, I grab Jimmy’s now-soft dick and stroke him. He starts to get an erection, and I grind against his butt without starting my fucking.

I feel him relax more and he moves his butt in rhythm with my grinding. Very slowly, I pull almost halfway out and gently push back in. He moans.

“Oh, man, fuck, Eddie, oh, yes, my ass is burning, oh, God, please,” he punctuates each word with a shallow breath, his cock quivering in my palm.

My lips are working his nipples. His ass twitches on my shaft. I repeat the slow fuck, halfway out and a gentle shove back in.

His grunts and his pleadings are turning into moans of pleasure. His hole stretches around my thickness. As soon as I feel the pain subsiding and the pleasure increasing by looking at his hot face, I start to go faster, pulling out all the way till just the head is inside, then sliding all the way into him.

“Eddie, yes, Eddie, fuck me, yes,” he now pleads.

I can feel the pleasure as Jimmy’s body writhes under me. I keep alternating between his nipples and his lips, his legs tightly wrapped around me, pushing me further inside him. I increase my tempo, pounding into him. He responds by moaning and groaning. This turns me on more and I match my thrusts with my stroking of his dick. He is hard and leaking already. The quickening twitches of his hole around my dick and the throbbing of his cock tell me that he is not far from shooting his load.

“Oh, Eddie, yes, I am close, baby,” he moans thrashing his head from side to side. “Don’t stop, oh, fuck, don’t fucking stop,” he whimpers, his fingernails digging deep into my butt cheeks.

As soon as I feel his hole squeeze hard on me, and his cock engorge in my hand, I thrust deep and still, my cock head pushing his insides further back into his body. He explodes in my hand. His juice seeps through my fingers onto his stomach and pubic hair. With every squirt, he squeezes his ass muscle on my cock more tightly.

As Jimmy shoots his last little squirts, I pull out and thrust back into him, exploding inside his ass. I come hard. I can feel his hole filling up with my juice. My whole body weight is on top of him, my sweating belly pressing on his wet and sticky cock and balls. As I spurt into him, I resume my fucking. Pounding and shooting more cum, which is now lubing his hole further, I slide in and out, my cum seeping out of his hole and into his crack and dribbling down his arched back.

I finally finish shooting and still inside him. My cock flexes. I lick his face. Our breathing comes out fast and audible. His eyes are shut tight and his ass is still twitching. Pulling out slowly, I pop out of his hole and roll on my back next to him, barely controlling my breathing. He moans and reaches for my sticky semi-erection, lovingly caressing it and nibbling on my ear. I quiver all over. Taking a deep breath, I turn sideways and kiss the corner of his mouth, as he rubs my cock against his cum-covered thigh and hip.

We settle down slowly, our hard breathing slackening. I have sweat all over my hairy chest down to my belly. He reaches down and takes some of my cum off his thigh with his finger and sucks on it, staring at me.

“Mmmm,” he smiles as he sucks on his finger. “What have you had for lunch, Eddie? Your fuck juice is so fucking salty!”

We laugh. I reach out for my cigarettes and light up. Content. Spent. 

“Thanks, buddy,” I exhale thick smoke and relax back feeling the heat of his body right next to mine.

Yes! There will be seconds and thirds! Will Melanie join? I muse. Definitely something to consider! After all, it was Melanie’s idea for me to go to a gym. She has no idea that I will pick up another kind of “Jim” to fuck. But what does Melanie know?

I take a deep breath, close my eyes, pull Jimmy closer to me, crush out my cigarette, and start to drift to blissful sleep.