The Weight Room

My college dorm is in an older part of campus, and the nearest proper gym is half an hour away and was expensive. There is a weight room though, set into the side of one of the college's multi-purpose halls, and it is long and narrow, just wide enough for a Nautilus weight machine in the centre and a bench press station next to it, and long enough for several free weights and dumbbells. My dorm mates use this weight room for its proximity, but also because anyone can just walk in any time of day or night, and it is basically free. I usually go there after midnight when it is cooler and empty, and I return to my dorm to shower after.

I decided to go for a late-night workout after tossing and turning in bed for an hour. Jack was at an away game and I missed his warm body cuddling me after two nights of jerking off alone. I tried to breathe in his scent on the pillows but his musk, cum and sweat just made me miss him more. I got up, pulled on a pair of running shorts, slipped into my trainers and started off for the weight room.

It was empty as expected at midnight, but the heat of the scorching afternoon lingered on the benches and the sour stench of sweat permeated the walls and carpeted floor, making it smell like even more like a locker room. I began doing my routine, shirtless as usual -- I didn't bother wearing a shirt to work out here since the weight room was just a ten-minute run from my dorm -- and the light sheen of sweat from my jog had my mesh shorts plastered to my butt. My body and groin were heating up even as the cool night air caressed my pecs. I got turned on, usually by exposing myself as much as I can get away with, and in public there is an added thrill of being naughty.

"Warm night?" Suddenly there was a husky voice behind me. I was doing lat pulldowns facing the machine, so I hadn't noticed a tall, lean handsome boy come in. He was wearing a singlet and shorts in university colors, so I guessed he was a runner for another college nearby. He noticed me checking out the letters on his attire.

"Luke," he introduced, holding out a huge hand with bulging forearm muscles. "I'm in track, that explains my shirt." He tugged on the straps of his singlet, exposing more of his tanned skin over the pecs and riding up slightly to reveal a taut abdomen.

"JP," I took his hand in a strong grip. "I swim for Whitehall College, that explains my... no shirt." I tried for casual but god I make the silliest jokes. I facepalmed in my mind.

"So that's why you're shaved all over," Luke observed. He must have noticed my clean-shaven underarms while I doing pull downs, and I shave my treasure trail so I was all smooth above the waistband of my shorts. I go commando and wear my shorts low for comfort, and to show off my V-lines.

"I'll get comfortable if you don't mind," Luke remarked. Without waiting for my answer, he skimmed his singlet over his head to reveal a muscular chest lightly dusted with neatly-trimmed hair. He started with some overhead stretches. The bush in his pits were trimmed short as well, and his treasure trail dipped enticingly into red shorts. It looked like he was wearing a jock strap; he had a sizeable bulge in front. He walked over to the bench press.

"Hey, sorry to interrupt your workout, but could you spot me for a few sets?" Luke smiled at me. His face was ruggedly handsome, with the face of a teenager losing his baby fat and going into his ripped, lean twenties.

"Sure," I sauntered over, trying not to seem too eager.

Luke began his bench presses, straining as his pectorals and arms popped with the heavy weights. I stood over his head, as close to his face as I could get without directly sitting on him. He must have been able to look up through the leg-holes of my shorts. To better support his bar so it didn't drop on him, I had to stand closer to the bar for leverage, and the horizontal bar brushed my cock while Luke was benching. My cock was enjoying the stimulation, and by the time Luke finished his first set of fifteen, I was half hard. Luke didn't seem to notice though. He was sweating, pumped pecs glistening and heaving just a bit.

"Whew!" Luke exhaled and sat up, his hair nearly brushing my erection -- but not quite. I inhaled sharply, and the tang of sweat from his body hit me. "Alright, rest a while."

I returned to the Nautilus to do another set of pull-downs, facing away from him and kneeling on the ground. The weights I'd chosen were a bit heavier than what I'd usually do, but I wanted to show off my lats. Suddenly I felt a pair of hands pressing on my shoulders.

"I'll spot you," Luke announced, his big hands pushing down on my shoulders to keep my body in place while I did my pull-downs. I thanked him and started my set. By my eleventh rep I was struggling to go all the way, and for leverage I pushed up into Luke's hands. Luke pressed down harder, but he was lighter than I am -- he was all lean muscle -- so he did the only thing he could, he rested his left knee on my shoulder. This brought his soft cock into contact with the back of my neck. Even through his shorts, his cock felt big and warm.

"Oomph," the surge of adrenaline helped me pump out the last few reps. After I finished, Luke held on a bit longer. Did his hands just caress my sweaty shoulder?

"Damn, look at those lats," he cooed, poking at my back. I stood up and flexed so he could appreciate my muscles better. He whistled.

"I wish my muscles are this big!" Luke exclaimed. "But I'm a runner, so I can't be too heavy."

I flexed my biceps, triceps and then my pecs for Luke. He grinned and rubbed both his hands over my body greedily. "God, you're so built!"

"You have better definition and abs though," I noted, reaching for his flat and tight stomach.

"Time for a second set!" Luke abruptly turned toward the bench press and lay down. Did he just try to seduce me then let go?

Just like before, I stationed myself almost entirely over Luke's face, moving forward to support his bar. He had heavier weights this time. My erection got harder when he felt up my body just now, so it was making an obvious tent in my shorts now. As Luke lifted the weights, the bar again brushed against my cock, causing it to start leaking.

"Twelve! Thirteen!" Luke was on his last rep, his chest muscles rippling and his taut abs squeezing together. His sweat was flowing freely now and made a small puddle on the bench, and his grip started to slip.

"I got it!" I called, helping him support the barbell and return it to the frame. Due to the sudden jerking movement, I bent my knees and felt a warmth on my crotch. Luke's face was just millimeters from my groin, and his lips were touching the satin mesh covering my sweaty balls. Oh god, he nose must be full of my musk!

"Oops, sorry," I quickly stood up. Damn, he was gonna beat me up for teabagging him!

"Eh, no worries," he said. Luke reached down to adjust his shorts. Woah. When did his bulge get so big? I could see his member straining against his jock. There was a wet spot where the head should be.

"Ungh," Luke groaned. "Oh gawd, sorry, I have to adjust myself, it's getting painful." With that he reached down inside the cup of his jock, and fiddled with his erection a bit. "Ow, ow..., it's not working, damn I should've just gone commando like you did."

"Well just take it off if you're feeling constricted," I grinned.

"Alright, since nobody should be coming in anyway," Luke pulled down his shorts to reveal a worn grey jockstrap. The front cup was frayed -- probably from being stretched by his boners all the time -- and already soaking wet. He snapped the straps at the back, then took off the jockstrap completely.

"Whew! This is much better!" Luke waved his eight-inch erect cock around in the air. Precum drooled and a long string of it twirled around. "Why don't you get comfortable too?"

I was only too happy to oblige, and soon we were both naked and sporting hard-ons. I made to do the second set of my pull-downs, and kneeled on the floor. Luke came up behind me to steady my shoulders. I could feel his hard cock resting against the back of my neck. It was leaking and dripping precum down my shoulder and back, which made it slippery and Luke had to grip me tightly. I did my twelve reps with a bit of difficulty since most of my blood was going south!

"Oof!" On my twelfth rep I stood up as the pull-down bar slid upwards. Luke didn't anticipate that and my back slid all the way up his chest, with the effect that his leaking cock slid from my neck along the curve of my back into the cleft of my ass, leaving a wet trail along the way. His cock throbbed when it reached my ass, and his face was mashed into the side of my neck. We were both sweaty and panting from our workout, and I could feel his harsh breathing against my cheek and his lips hot on my ear. Luke held onto my waist for a moment, squishing his hard cock to into my ass. Was he rubbing it around? I shuddered as I felt his precum seep into my ass, then he stepped back. My asshole clenched, and I wanted that thick appendage inside me.

"Alright, last set," Luke readied himself on the bench press. I stood above his head, this time naked, so he could see everything -- my erection, my balls and my taint, and my asshole which was throbbing as I strained to spot him.

Luke did not lose his erection even with his heavy weights, and at the eighth rep his cock started dribbling precum onto his pubes. "Urrrrngh!!!" He strained on the ninth rep as another spurt of precum cleared his cockhead and spattered onto his navel. It formed a puddle and started rolling down his obliques. "Aaarrrrrgh!!!" With the pressure at the tenth rep -- the last -- his cock pulsed twice, sending two streams of thick precum even further up, coating his chest hair, which was by now matted to his skin. His cockhead was now purple and angry and pulsing with his heartbeat.

"Hoooof!" Luke panted as he rubbed his abs and pecs absently. He lay on the sweaty bench for several seconds more, catchy his breath and rubbing his precum into his chest. As he got up, the precum dropped onto the weight bench. My own nine inches was drooling onto the headrest.

"Damn, we have two very wet boners," Luke motioned to the bench. It was made of tarp material so the precum stayed as puddles. Neither of us had brought a towel, so he tried unsuccessfully to wipe the bench clean with his hands. It only spread all the sweat and precum further. "Damn, damn, damn," Luke chanted as more and more juice dripped off the bench onto the floor.

"Oh, let's just leave it," I said, kneeling again to finish my last set of pull-downs. Luke came over and pressed hard on my shoulders again, his cummy hands sliding around on my body before he got a firm grip. I could smell the salt and stench of the precum, and his leaking cock was now next to my cheek. I had to fight hard not to turn and lick it. I did my ten reps, heaving and panting, all the while brushing my cheek against Luke's cock, which leaked continuously and made my neck sloppy with slime.

"And... ten!" Luke let go of me this time at the last rep, and I sprung up, my sweaty back sliding up his front pleasurably. Luke was ready this time, and his slippery arms slid down my body as I slid upwards, until we were both standing, his front to my back. His leaking cock nudged my asshole and I clenched and unclenched a few times. He'd had to have felt it!

"Looks like your ass wants a workout," Luke whispered in my ear. Oh, what was he suggesting?

"I, ah... it needs to work with something hard."

"Steel-hard?" Luke had to be teasing now.

"And firm."

"As firm as this?" Luke suddenly brandished a metal handlebar. It was one of those detachable, interchangeable handle bars for the triceps pull-down station. It was straight, about two feet long and three inches around.

I jumped away. "Woah! What's that for?"

Luke smirked. "Something that I'd been fantasizing about for quite some time, but never had a partner-in-crime for." He turned the shiny metal rod around in his hands. "It's about the same thickness as a cock, is it not?"

Was he thinking what I thought he was thinking? "C'mon Luke, don't be joking around!"

"Not joking," Luke continued grinning. "I've even come prepared!" He took out a wrapped condom from his shorts and tore it open, then held up the rubber in front of me. His pupils were dilated and he was flushed. "Help me fulfil my fantasy, please?"

I looked into his earnest eyes. I was curious to say the least. "Promise not to kill me?"

Luke laughed. "Unless you die from sexual pleasure!" His cock was still hard and leaking and I grabbed it. He moaned loudly, then thrust into my fist a few times. He pulled away too soon. "Aargh, don't distract me."

With that, he lined up the condom with the metal shaft and put it on. It was a snug fit. How had he known what size condom to get?

"Now, get on the bench, JP," Luke ordered. When I hesitated, he closed the distance between us and hugged me, then kissed me full on the lips. His juicy lips were perfect for me to bite on, and I slipped my tongue into his mouth. We made out moaning for a few minutes, then Luke pulled away. My cock, which had gone soft, woke up again.

"Nuh-uh, stop distracting me!" He laughed. I laid down on the bench press, my back sliding on his precum. Luke brought my knees up, then pushed them all the way to my shoulders. I held onto the back of my knees with both hands so that my hole would be exposed.

"Beautiful," Luke breathed at the sight before his eyes, then used one finger to scoop up some precum and touched my hole. The contact was electric and I gasped. My hole clenched, then relaxed to let him work his finger in. My hole was already primed from the sexual tension before, so it started throbbing when the whole digit was in.

"Now for one more," Luke scooped up more precum and added a second finger. He churned my insides in and out and around, then pressed on my knob. I shouted in lust as a full-body shudder took me by surprise. Luke pistoned his fingers in and out some more.

"And another one," Luke added a third finger. My asshole was now wet and sloppy and I pushed out to welcome his three fingers. Luke smiled at me and twisted his knuckles around, sending shocks up my spine and making me moan.

"Seems like you're ready now," Luke crooned. He bent down to suck my dick as he continued to rotate his three fingers in my ass. His velvety tongue and hot mouth made my cock stand to full attention while his ministrations on my prostate gave me pleasurable shivers.

All of a sudden, his mouth and his fingers were gone. As I whimpered, trying to get him to come back, I felt a hard, round knob at my entrance. Oh, right! I had almost forgotten about the makeshift metal dildo. As I bore down to try and accommodate its girth, Luke pushed in slowly, licking up my cock as he did so. The pleasure on my erection distracted me somewhat from the hard intrusion in my ass.

"Mmmmmh, it's so big..." I mumbled, pulling my knees up higher so that my chute would align better with the shaft's angle. I felt the hard pressure building against my asshole, then it was in!

"Oh yeah, you're so sexy," Luke kissed my cock. He twisted the rod around and pushed two inches of it in and out of my ass. My sphincter clenched on the unyielding shaft and I felt the intrusion acutely, but it was not unpleasant. In fact, I felt my hole was being forced to dilate, and the more I clenched, the more I opened up. I groaned with the conflicting pleasure.

"Ready for more?" Luke was pushing further and further in. I was completely opened up by now, and nodded. Luke spit on the wrapped metal shaft and twisted it again, pushing it in by a few inches. I felt the hard rod go up my chute, rubbing against my prostate.

"AAAH! Oh, oh, do that again, Luke," I panted. He pushed again, and I felt shocks of sexual lust start from my ass and shoot up my spine. My cock was now hard and leaking onto my abs. Luke scooped up my precum and licked it up.

"Yum," he grinned, then licked my cockhead. I moaned in ecstasy as another wave of lust churned through my knob with his motions. My eyes rolled up and I pulled my knees higher.

"More, more, MOOOORRRRE!" I started shouting. "Yes, FUCK YES, Luke, gimme more, yes yes yes yes yes..." Sparks danced behind my closed eyelids as Luke fucked several inches of metal shaft into me. My hole was relaxed completely now and I writhed wantonly on the bench.

"Oh hell yes, you're so hot!" Luke cried, increasing the force of his thrusts. The shaft banged repeatedly against my prostate and I tried to bear down with my pelvis to get more inside me. "I wanna fuck you so bad, JP!"

"Fuck me then, stud!" I shouted. "Come on! I need you in me!"

Luke needed no further prompting. The metal shaft was gone in an instantly, but right the next moment I was filled to the brim with his cock. His erection was even thicker than the metal shaft was, and my abused hole opened up to accommodate him easily. I felt the soft skin over his hard shaft side through my anus. It was different from the steel metallic shaft -- there was some give to his firmness -- but the thickness of his tool more than made up for it by stretching me out.

"OOOHH! Luke, you're so big!!" I shouted. "Fuck me! Fuck me fuck me fuck me!!" I opened my eyes to see his lust-crazed face right above mine. He hocked up a gob of spit and drooled it into my open mouth. I received it on my tongue, then swirled it around my mouth. He tasted of cum and salt and a hint of mint. I opened up my mouth for more.

"Oh, you sex beast!" Luke grinned as he started thrusting into me. He spit some more into my mouth, then bent down and kissed me deep. We shared his spit for several seconds while he gently and sensually slid his cock deeper into me, right up to the hilt. By now my hole was so dilated that I only felt pleasure from his girth.

Soon the tip of his cock hit my prostate. I gasped. Luke withdrew a few inches, then plunged in with a bit more force. I moaned. Luke withdrew again, then plunged in even more forcefully, hitting my nut with a bruising force that he didn't dare to use with the hard metal before. I groaned in pleasure as shockwaves radiated out from my groin.

Luke began to fuck me in earnest, with a punishing pace and force enough to move me up the bench, inch by inch. His thighs slapped loudly on my buttocks, and the sound echoed around the empty weight room, mixed with my moans and groans. Luke was also crying out with the pleasure of my sphincter on his cock, shouting my name and 'fuck you's and 'hell yeah's.

"Some more, stud! FUCK ME HARDER that all you got?" My sphincter was completely gone now and I wanted more. We were both panting and sweating buckets and my cock was leaking nonstop, but I needed more of a sexual high. Luke's eyes were glazed over and he was moaning incessantly.

"Unngh, yeah, JP, I'm gonna fuck you," Luke chanted. "You want more? You got more. I'm gonna make you my bitch." Luke's dirty talk made me even harder. Suddenly, I felt his girth increase as pressure mounted on my hole. He was still thrusting hard and I looked down.

Luke had inserted the metal shaft into my hole, alongside his penis! It was now stretching my ruined sphincter, and Luke's own cock was fucking me on top of it. His hard cockhead was still stabbing my love-nut with his thrusts, but with the added mass of the metal shaft, his cock was now pressed firmed into my prostate. Even as he withdrew, I could feel his shaft slide along my nut. When he fucked in, the pressure was almost unbearable.

"OHMYGOD LUKE!!" I screamed as my ass got used to the new intrusion. It felt like my hole was stretched beyond the max, but there was no pain, only the orgasmic pleasure of getting double penetrated that started from deep, deep inside my pelvis and made me bear down harder. I groaned louder with each thrust, my brain completely mush and unable to form sentences.

"Ah yes, JP! That what you want, huh?" Luke panted as his spit on me again and again. "That satisfy you, you hungry bottom? You're the most needy bottom bitch I've ever seen. You need two cocks, is that it? JP, huh?" He slapped me on the buttocks, not hard, but the sound rang out loud. The sting of the slap sent shocks right into my nut.

"UH YEAH YEAH!!" I continued to shout and scream, now writhing around in pleasure. "Need!! Cock!! OH my god!! I! Ah! Need!! Fuck! Cock!" I was delirious now as my mouth opened wide, shouting with each powerful thrust that bashed into my love-nut and made me spew precum like a fountain. I was a gibbering mess.

I couldn't feel my anus anymore, not even to clench it, but the dilation was deliciously raw, and I felt so wide open, so exposed, so vulnerable to this aggressive, muscular, rugged handsome top that was Luke, fucking me mercilessly into the bench. He drooled and his spit landed all over my face now, together with his sweat that was drenching the both of us. His teeth were clenched and he was focused on fucking me, drilling my hole that was wrecked by his shaft and the metal dildo. In that moment of ecstasy, I realised my ass was made to be fucked by studly, dirty jocks.

"JP! Do you feel that?" Luke shouted hoarsely. He twisted the metal shaft around, and I felt a new angle in my ass. Even though my hole was fucked raw, this sent a new tidal wave of sensations up my spine. I jerked and screamed as this made his cock penetrate even further and punish my prostate with as much force as a real fist! I didn't think I could fly any higher, but now I was amongst the stars.

"Yes! Luke! That! Oh! Fuck! Fuck! Fuck fuck fuck!" I could only wear as sparks erupted in my vision. I was panting hard and my body was covered in precum and sweat, but Luke did not let up. In fact, he got even more aggressive and it felt like he was punching me from the inside. Which was true, to an extent, he was punching me with his thick meaty cock. I screamed his name. "LUUUUUUKE!"

"No you don't get to cum yet, you sexy fucker," Luke had a maniacal smirk now, as he twisted the metal rod around. "I wanna fuck you up so bad." And he bent down and bit hard on my lower lip. I felt a sharp sting and tasted blood, but it was soon smoothed over by his rough tongue laving over the wound. The sudden pain made me clench tightly -- I didn't know I was still capable of that! -- and suddenly the contraction brought the metal shaft and his cock into contact with my loose hole. I felt Luke's hardness so much more intimately now, as he pistoned in and out of me. The coppery tang in my mouth was sucked out by Luke, replaced by his spit. He kissed me roughly on my lips.

"OH GOD LUUUUKE! I! I! CUM! FUCK! GOT! TA! AAAGGHH!" I was riding higher than I ever had before, but my cock refused to cooperate, simply spew endless amounts of precum. I wanted, no, needed, to be pushed over the precipice. Luke sat up and gave me an evil grin.

"You wanna cum, babe?" He was suddenly tender. The sharp change in his personality threw me off and I felt a lurch in my heart. Oh god, was I lusting after these aggressive tops that could ruin me? I felt tears well up with the gentleness of his question. I nodded mutely, still panting and being jolted around by his DP.

"You got it, baby," Luke smiled, then suddenly switched gears again. Gone was the kindness and he rammed his cock fully into my crowded hole, at the same time pushing in the metal shaft another inch. Now my prostate was being wrecked by both the metal and his cockhead, and there wasn't enough space in my rectum. My eyes bulged and my mouth opened in a silent scream.

"Yeah, bitch, scream for me," Luke grinned, then set about destroying my hole and my nut with an even faster pace. I was crammed so full that I could feel his cock punching me out from inside, as if it was gonna come out of my mouth. I jerked erratically and my arms flailed about, losing my grip on my knees.

"Ooooooooh, Luuuuuke," I could only moan weakly now as my convulsing upper body slid off the side of the bench. I had to reach above my head to support myself on the floor, doing a half-handstand with my ass still on the bench being decimated by this monster of a top. All the blood rushed to my head -- the one on my neck -- in a second, and I gasped with the intensity of the ecstasy.

"Alright, JP, let's cum!" Luke was breathless now, still piledriving his shit into my asshole, which was half-dangling off the bench. My chest was struggling with the effort to keep my hands on the floor and my abs spasmed to prevent my ass from falling off the bench. But then, it was being held up by Luke's dark erection and metal shaft, so he was probably doing more work now.

"YEEESS! CUM! FUCK! Fuck cum cum cum cum!" I was chanted breathlessly too. Luke twisted the metal rod again and his cockhead slowed down, but the force of his thrusts increased. He brought the flat of his fist down low on my abs, on the soft spot just above my pubes. I swore I felt my prostate being squashed between his cock and his fist, and the pressure was excruciating. He punched a few more times and then clamped his teeth onto my left nipple.

"AAAARRRRHHH!! Mmmmnnnh! OHMYGAWD! Urrrgh, urrrgh, unnnnnngh" I bucked around on the bench, a helpless slave to my lust, as I felt my prostate squeezed from front and back with relentless pressure. A full-body throttle exploded in me as fireworks went off in my brain. I could feel my ass clenching around something, but my sphincter was so useless now that all the force was directly through my cock instead, and I spurted several ropes of thick cum over myself and high into the air.

"Nnngngghh!! Yeah! JPyousexybeast!" Luke mumbled around my nipple as his teeth dug deeper, sending more electric shocks and fireworks into me. "Unngh! Cummmmming!" I felt his cock pulsating, trapped as it was inside my body, before I felt his cum shoot into me. And there was so much cum! I could feel each jet start from his balls, go up his shaft, and shoot out of his piss slit, only to be blocked by my innards. The powerful jets churned around my rectum as Luke continued to rut me hard, riding out his orgasm with erratic thrusts. I was sure his cum was flooding my intestines and stomach now.

My orgasm was drawn out. Combined with the added pressure of a flood of his cum in my insides and the continued stretching by the metal rod, which Luke had pushed in even further during his climax, I literally saw stars. I came and came and came, and the sexual high made me feel powerful and vulnerable at the same time, like how I wanted to be sexy and aggressive for Luke, but also submit wantonly and completely to his sexual beast. I heaved several times, moaning loudly, as Luke released my nipple and stopped trusting. My arms turned limp and my upper body collapsed onto the floor. Luke pulled my pelvis back and held it firmly on the bench. I grunted as my cock finally stopped flooding the place with cum.

We lay in post-orgasmic silence, with only our harsh breaths punctuating the echoes of the weight room. Luke was standing holding onto me by my thighs, his twitching cock and the metal didlo still inside me. My butt was on the bench, my spent cock soft, and my slimy upper back was resting on the floor. Cum was everywhere. We took several minutes to catch our breaths.

"Oh my god, that was... unbelievable," Luke finally said as he started to pull the metal shaft out of my hole with a loud sucking noise. My hole gave little resistance, then fell limp. Even the friction of it going out past my asshole gave me goosebumps. Luke's still rigid cock continued to plug my hole, which did not close up. He moved in and out a few times, squishing his cum around. He dug in his fingers, which went in easily around his cock, and came up with a handful of cum. He fed it to me.

"Mmmph," I was still wordless as I licked his cum off his fingers. It was salty and pungent, and totally a turn-on. Getting his cum inside me from both ends was like the final act in becoming his bottom bitch. Wait, where did that thought come from?

"You liked it?" Luke's eyes were still dark. He pulled out slowly, then laid my body on the floor. My abused muscles ached and I was sure I'd be sore for a week.

"I... loved it," I was hesitant to declare love for him. Or maybe I just loved sex with him? God, I was gonna crave this kind of aggressive, no-holds-barred sex for the rest of my life. I reached for him and Luke complied, lying on top of my cummy body. I felt his warmth enveloping me and I felt safe. I guess I only wanted this kind of aggressiveness with someone who would always take care of me and make sure I didn't get hurt. Too much.

Luke kissed me softly, and licked my bottom lip. It still stung a bit from his bite, but his tenderness was back and my heart blossomed. I hugged him close, and inhaled his musky, sweaty scent as I bit down on his neck below his ear. He groaned, and tightened our embrace, leaving no empty space between our abused bodies. He humped me a bit as I felt his cock respond.

"Oh my, you ARE a monster," I breathed. I was sure my hole was still gaping wide and rivers of cum were flowing freely onto the floor. I reached back and confirmed my suspicions. I could stick four of my fingers inside and not feel anything! My DP cherry was taken by Luke. I shuddered and inhaled his scent as I scooped out his cum and dribbled it between our lips, then we snowballed it around for a few minutes, playing with his cum. There was lots more back where he had dumped a gallon in my ass. We kissed gently and moaned, butterfly kisses alternating with deeper, passionate macks.

"I'm a sick, disgusting monster only for you, JP," Luke whispered. He rutted against my spent cock, then his fingers joined mine in my hole. I moaned. My prostate was dead, even with so many fingers pressing on it, I just felt content and drained. My body felt used and dirty, but lovingly appreciated at the same time. "But not anymore tonight, though. I might actually kill you if I fuck you any more." He gave me a shit-eating grin and bit down hard on my lower lip again, opening up the wound. I groaned as I tasted blood, then Luke kissed it away. Oh god, I can never forget tonight ever again -- whenever I got a cut I would think of Luke and get a hardon.

"This place is a mess," I slowly got up with Luke's help. There was cum literally everywhere -- on the floor, on the bench, coating the barbell, and several spatters on the Nautilus machine, and on the walls even. How did I shoot so far? It was at least several feet away. Not to mention the cum covering myself and Luke's body. We -- in fact, the whole place -- reeked of anal sex, musk, sweat and cum.

"I'm too tired to clean up," Luke said. "Let's just... leave all the cum for the morning guys to enjoy."

I was just sore all over, especially my abs which felt like I did a thousand crunches. My thighs felt like they were gonna cramp. I stretched out a bit. I didn't feel like wiping off the cum either. "Hey, it's the diving team's morning to do weights," I remembered. "Gawd, they're gonna have a field day with it." We all knew how horny the divers were.

"They'll probably add to it," Luke laughed, stretching himself out as well. "By the way, I want your shorts, JP." It was not a request. He looked me squarely in the eyes.

"Yes, m- LUKE," I corrected myself just in time. Uh-oh, did I want to go there? Luke smiled as I handed over the shorts, but if he caught anything he didn't let on. He brought my shorts up to his nose and breathed deeply, then sighed.

"I'll never forget tonight, JP," Luke smiled. "But this pair of shorts is gonna go in my bed and keep me company every night, just thinking of you and your needy bitch ass." He gave me a dirty smirk. I grinned bashfully and blushed. Luke gave me a quick peck on the lips, then put on his own shorts, and ran off.

The weight room was silent after all that loud, exhausting sex. The lights were low, but the stench of cum and sex was everywhere, not to mention the jizzy evidence of one of my most intense fucks. Fuck, I was gonna miss that. I licked my tongue over my bruised lower lip. Maybe my dorm mates could help me with my needy hole. Speaking of which, I realised I had given my shorts to a cute jock hunk again, and AGAIN I was left naked without any clothes to run back to the dorm! But I was too well fucked-out to care right now. I sauntered out of the weight room into the cool night air and made my way back to my dorm. I couldn't wait for Jack to come back from his game tomorrow night!