A Triathlete's Troubles

Copyright by Marathon Brad, 2017

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Prelude
I briefly introduced to everyone a bit about my college life and the success I had with the sport of wrestling in the prelude of chapter 2. However, my success really began with a wonderful high school wrestling career which allowed me to be recruited by many college coaches. Growing up in a college town I just always thought I would have the chance to wrestle on the team that existed a few blocks east of my home. However, my troubles would have it that the university team was loaded with talent and skill at the lower weight classes, not leaving me much hope of either having a chance to wrestle on varsity by my sophomore year or even making the team at all. Thus, I knew I had to look elsewhere to attend college and join a wrestling squad.

College coaches are usually former successful wrestling studs themselves. All of them are built with muscles and appear to be well-toned underneath their clothing. With me being a state champion my junior and senior years in high school, many of these handsome coaching jocks traveled to watch my matches or visit with me in my home. Being a bit naïve and humble, I just assumed all high school wrestlers that had a bit of success on the mat had the same recruiting experiences that I was having during my junior year. However, college wrestlers that I would meet would tell me that I was drawing a lot of attention from their respective coaches. To top this, I was consistently told by their coaches that I was special with the talent and charisma I appeared to have on the mat.

Since I did not want to ever face the wrestlers from the local college team due to my pride and disappointment of not being heavily recruited by them, I chose a college on the East Coast. My future college coach was always a gentleman when either meeting with me or speaking with me on the phone. He would make it a sincere point to ask how my family and friends were always doing. He told my parents that he would take great care of me and treat me real special as if I was his own son. Coach Franco even joked with me and told me that I would not look good in cardinal and white, the colors of the college team in town.

My first visit to Pennsylvania was intimating as I did not know what to expect and did not know anyone but the college coach. When a high school recruit visits a college, “the visit” is sometimes called an official visit as the potential team mate explores his opportunity and what college life would be like if he would attend the school. Two upperclassman, wrestling hunks met me at the airport and drove me to campus. They shared with me that the entire team was excited that I had made the trip and that they had the responsibility to convince me to take their school’s scholarship offer as I would be staying with them for the weekend. The team had a meet against another state rival during the weekend and was hoping to improve on their national rankings. Overall, the squad did a super job hosting me and making me feel welcome in and out of the locker room all weekend.

When I left on my plane to travel back to the Midwest on Sunday evening, I knew that this official trip would probably me my last one to a college. I had already done five campus visits to schools throughout the East and West Coasts but the trip to the Pennsylvania made me feel very special as I just felt like I could connect with Coach Franco and his team. I remember sleeping well that Sunday evening and realizing I was going to enjoy wearing navy on my college wrestling singlet during my career with Coach.

As you might remember, chapter 2 finished like this...

... The moment was not long before I let my cock go and shot another large load. The climax seemed to last forever. I could not believe what was happening to me on this Sunday. At this time that I looked toward the window to see several men, including Scott and Trey, watching the action that was taking place in the massage room. All the men had nice sweet smiles on their faces and Scott nodded his head as if he was approving me for my embarrassing behavior. The youthful stud Trey had a smile that just shined in the lights.

John collected some of the globs of cum that had landed on my abs, upper chest and neck area and asked me if I wanted to taste my cum?

I slowly nodded my head.

As I licked his fingers cleaned, Rico just gave me a smile that helped melt my heart. He then spent the next several seconds winking at me as he knew that I was tricked into another sexual encounter.

John tapped my chest and thanked me for being a good sport. He reminded me to not worry about paying for the massage as it was on him.  He then asked if he did a nice job with the massage.

Not feeling in the mood to provide anyone with eye contact, I lowered my head, giggled rather foolishly, and said that I do not know how the massage could have been even better.

"Excellent,” John said. "I would be happy to provide you with another massage before you leave your hotel."

I embarrassingly replied that I would be more than happy to receive another massage but hoped that the window would be cleaned by then.

The guys laughed and reassured me that they would try to make sure that the window was cleaned yet this afternoon.

I then reminded Rico, during this uncomfortable moment, that what I wanted at this time, was an opportunity to cool down in the pool.

Oh yes, a visit to the pool and the wet area, I thought. Wasn't that the reason I came into the health club in the first place?

A Triathlete's Troubles
Chapter 3

As I gain strength to stand on my feet again, Rico and Jose assisted me until I was sure enough that I could walk on my own. I left the small massage room with only the small key to my locker. After I opened my lock, I dug through my gym bag and found the small white thong that I promised myself I would wear in the pool area.

I now noticed that more men appeared to be hanging out in the locker room. I imagined the stories that were flying around in the club stating that there was a "new guy in town" and that he was having trouble as everyone was seeing him in different naked, erotic situations during his visit.

I continued to remain foolishly horny from the recent massage show that I was a part of with some of the club's handsome employers. Hence, my head remained in a fog and I somehow wasn't able to slip on my thong. Thus, I needed to strut around the locker room naked for a bit longer than I had hoped at this time. I went near the sink area to wash my hands and face. While standing in the wash area, I noticed in the sink's mirror how my cock and chest were again on display for more gym users. Two studs came and stood at the two sinks on each side of me to wash their own hands and faces. I was the only one nude among the group. I tried to think of something relaxing so that my hard, shiny erection would go down just a bit. However, from one of the guys I received a beautiful smile and the other muscular guy took a step back to look at my ass. He then softly whistled toward me and took the opportunity on his own to caress a muscular cheek of mine. I placed my hands on the sink basin for support and allowed for a few more moments of pleasure before the two men left the area.

Shortly later I returned to my locker and finally was able to pull the thong up over my legs. I looked in a nearby floor-to-ceiling mirror and saw that the dimples on the side of my ass cheeks complemented nicely with my ass. I wondered if in this state of dress, allowing my body assets to be nicely on display, would give Rico some excitement to think about while we were in the whirlpool.

Scott reappeared from somewhere and asked how I was doing? He also gave me a little whistle when he saw what I was going to be wearing in the pool area.

"Brad, I am impressed with the way you take care of your body," said Scott. "You sure have sweet features for others to be jealous about as one can tell by your near naked body that you train very hard."

I kindly told Scott “thank you” and closed my locker.

After I started walking toward the tile floor entrance into the pool area I noticed that Trey was mopping the tile floor surface. He had placed a "Beware of the Wet Floor" yellow tented sign at the edge of the wet tile.

When Scott saw the situation he suggested that I walk through the workout area to enter the pool. This was not what I wanted to do in the state of dress that I was in for Rico. In fact, things were changing so quickly I did not know how to respond to Scott's thoughts and began to follow his lead as he escorted me into the gym. Scott placed one of his strong arms around my lower back and guided me through the locker room's door and into a well-lighted lobby. In the lobby Mark was still covering the front desk yet from this morning.

Mark, a young, good-looking Italian, was a "dropped dead sexy" looking man. He was speaking with another handsome customer when we entered the room. Noticing our arrival, they both stopped talking and looked toward Scott and me. I saw that each of their eyes surveyed my entire body and focused on my front basket. Scott also saw the two and the areas of my jock boy's body that they were suddenly focusing on. It was then at this moment he held me still to ask Mark a series of questions. The questions were small talk that forced me to stand still in Scott's soft grasp. One question pertains to information that was on the wall behind us. In order to see the information Scott needed to turn us around which then allowed Mark and the customer to see my muscular backside. While standing in this position, I would feel a whoosh of warm air come into the lobby from the outside as the front doors was opened for a moment. My thoughts now pertain to the idea that others were now filing into the lobby to use the gym.

As customers came into the lobby, they checked in with Mark by providing him with their ID cards. I could see in the trophy case window’s reflection how the men would stop at the desk and stare at my ass. One customer even let out a small whisper stating that he would love to have a piece of me.

After a few more minutes, Scott led me into the gym. Once we entered the gym, we ran into Rico who was assisting another client as he finished up his workout. Rico gave me a smile and greeted me again.

"Brad, I continue to be impressed with the marvels of your body and your athletic charisma that you seem to possess wherever and whenever I see you," Rico said.

I knew I was not going to be moving from this spot for a bit as I felt that Scott was not going to release his grip of my waist.

Scott and Rico took a few minutes to discuss how surprisingly busy the gym was this afternoon. They shared with each other how some of the customers were doing with their workouts.

I asked Scott why there were no any females using the gym this afternoon. He explained to me that this was a male only health club.

My mind began to put some explanations together with why so many men had no problem viewing my body while it has been on display in so many different states today.

I then asked Rico if he would be able to visit with me in the whirlpool liked he had promised me on Friday evening.

Scott quickly said that it should not be a problem with Rico visiting with me. He then asked if I minded if he could also join us in the pool area. Scott said he had a few extra sport drinks in his office that he could offer us, as well.

I thought Scott's invitation to join us was better than nice. Wow, to have two hunks with me in the whirlpool would be an awesome way to finish out my afternoon at the club.

However, being thirsty at the moment, I asked if the pool area had a drinking fountain. (I did not want to tell the two that the reason my mouth was so dry was that I was nervously standing in front of these other muscular male gym users.)

Scott said that the pool area did not have a drinking fountain and pointed to one that was about ten feet away here in the gym.

As I bent over to use the fountain, I realized that my ass was now in sight for others to see again. Scott had followed me to the area and offered to hold the button down so I could receive the water. While assisting, I felt Scott's other hand softly touch my back. I was enjoying the touch and new found interest of somehow being an exhibitionist in the club. Scott appeared to also notice my desire of his soft touch and released the button that was allowing me to receive the water. All I wanted to think about at this moment was the way Scott was caressing of my body.

I braced myself with my elbows on the fountain and indirectly gave Scott permission to continue and explore my lower back. After a few moments, Scott moved his fingers to brush the muscular globes of my ass. I heard him whisper that I was a beautiful man with so much to offer for others to see.

As his fingers lightly danced over by body, I felt them enter my crack and manipulate the piece of my thong that was lying between the checks. The warmth of Scott's hands felt so good on my air-conditioned body. His concerned for my body's beauty was appreciated and began to arouse my cock again.

I felt Scott move the fabric aside and allow one of his fingers to brush my hole. I began to moan pleasure sounds hinting that I desired this attention.

"Yes, I will need to join you in the whirlpool and see if we can continue this exploration," Scott softly said to me. “I think I also may need to somehow have a piece of your ass while you are in town.”

As I turned around to walk toward the pool area, several men were now standing nearby the fountain. In the mirrors’ reflection, I also noticed Scott smiling at the men who must have been enjoying the show. My erection was growing for a new audience to view, pushing the already short thong’s front fabric well below my pubic hair line.

Once again, Scott thought I needed an escort to the pool area and held me in front of him as we walked across the gym. He asked me how I was doing.

I told him that I was getting goose bumps due to the air conditioning.

He pulled me back toward him and wrapped both of his arms around me and said he would have no problem keeping me warm. The hair on his arms came across my body's shaved chest and indeed brought warmth to me. I did not care that others were watching us as I laid my head back onto Scott's shoulders.

My ass felt the stirring of Scott's cock and my own jock cock grew to a full erection. My thick cock’s head did not take long to climb out of my thong as the pair was very small.

Scott whispered to me that having my cock's wet head on display for others was hot for him to see in the mirror ahead of us. He then added that I was one of the sexiest hot jocks to ever work out at his gym.

Scott also moaned, "Your muscles are so beautifully formed and so wonderful for all of us to admire."

I felt like a whore in a jock, hunk body, trying to feel as much of the stud that I just met. When I looked forward to view us in the mirror I not only noticed our embraced, but Rico watching the scene from inside the lobby's doorway. His smile was so beautiful. Rico also nodded his head for approval for not only Scott to see, but for me as well. I knew that I loved being this gym’s new exhibitionist.

Trey snuck up and surprised us only to let Scott know that he had a phone call from his friend, Michael. While standing nearby, Trey allowed his eyes to also look over the scene that I was involved with Scott at the moment. As if he was told to do so, Scott continually held me still while my cock was on display for Trey to observe.

After what seem like eternally, Scott asked Trey if he could let Mark know that he would take the call in his office.

“Handsome, would you mind if we took another detour for me to take the call?” whispered Scott into my ear.

Realizing that I probably had no choice in the matter, I softly turned my head back and forth to indicate that it would be no problem.

“Mmmmm, good,” said Scott, as he once again moved me by just enough force toward a door that was behind the front desk area.

When Scott had me open the door that was marked with a sign that read CEO on it, I noticed a short hallway that had some steps at the end of it that appeared to lead up to a second floor. I found at the top of the steps a very large single room that had office décor involving a lot of oak wood. I was very impressed to say the least.

I was led to the far side of a grand desk that had a view that overlooked the entire gym below. In the office, there were floor to ceiling windows that lined one wall. These windows allowed one from not missing any of the action from this view high up above. While Scott pressed the phone speaker button to hear the caller, he held my body so the front of me was in sight for all to see from the weight lifting area.

“Scott, buddy,” said Michael. “How is it going?”

“At the moment, very nicely; yes, I am in a good spot,” Scott replied with a sexy purr in his voice.

Scott used one hand to rub my smooth chest, moving the hand from just below the neck line down to my wet, dripping cock head.

I was in love with this man, his touch and his aurora of masculine smell.

The phone conversation continued between Scott and Michael. However, Scott did not miss a beat with either his caller or me. He had me so hot for any type of sex.

As he continued to caress my front, he felt comfortable to lower my white thong swimming suit in the front and tuck it behind my hanging balls. Just as earlier in the afternoon in the locker room, Scott’s strong hands had me full of lust for him again.

Scott appeared to be speaking to Michael about a party that was to be held on Monday evening. I also noticed that frequently Rico’s name was spoken during the call and was soon to find out that Michael and Rico must live together in a house outside of town.

After about four minutes of this foreplay involving the fondling of my chest and sometimes the rubbing of my slippery cock head, Scott took my own hand and located it on my horny stiff muscle. He then took the lead of encouraging me to jack my cock on my own. Like a teenager speaking with a Coach, I followed along with the suggestion and began to stroke my meat.

I then heard a soft giggle and Scott mentioning to Michael that he would not believe what was taking place in his office in front of the windows for the entire gym to see?

I heard Michael say “What?”

“I am holding up from the back a cute, hot jock who is wearing a tiny, white thong, said Scott. The stud is so horny that he is now jacking himself off for everyone to watch.”

Michael shouted to Scott, “Get out of here!”

“No buddy, you have to believe me,” expressed excitedly Scott. “Let me see if I can get this guy to also help me out.”

I then heard a zipper sound and was motioned to turn around to face Scott for the first time in almost 30 minutes. The beautiful man had a large smile on his face. I watched as his lips were so attractive while he spoke toward the phone receiver. Scott proceeded to kiss me on the forehead. I continued to stroke my cock and gather up a rhythm with the precum that had dripped all over me. I then noticed that Scott had his own cock sticking out of his pants.

Even though I had just met Scott a few hours earlier, from looking into his eyes, I knew what he wanted from me. He slightly pushed my shoulders down toward the floor to bring me within view of his stunning erection. I brought my lips to Scott’s cock and engulfed the head. I was oblivious to my surroundings. The next thing I heard was Scott tell Michael that he wasn’t able to concentrate on their conversation and needed to hang up the phone.

I wasted no time in sucking on the cock in front of me and providing Scott with the best blow job I had ever given anyone.

“This is so incredible having you on your knees, stroking your own cock, and giving me head for all those muscular boys to see down below,” whispered Scott.

Once again, this triathlete was in a situation that I do not know how I got into. However, I was enjoying being on display for other beautiful jocks to view.

“Yeah, take that cock of mine as I am about ready to explode into your mouth,” said Scott.

Scott wasted no time bringing himself to shoot his load. Just before he was to cum, he pulled his cock out of my mouth and aimed the erection at my face. The strings of cum shot out of Scott’s cock and hit my face, hair and chest. I had the sticky stuff oozing all over me and loving the warm liquid feel it had on my body.

When Scott came down from his climax and erotic excitement, he told me to stop playing with myself. Reluctantly, I obeyed my new idol and sat back on the heals of my feet. I was a mess and did not mind it one bit.

Scott asked me to stand up and he tried to cover my erection the best that he could with my thong’s fabric. He then told me that we should try to get me into the pool area to get clean up as Rico was expecting us. Sadly, I compromised and said that would be fine.

Another parade took place through the weightlifting area where guys’ stares became glued to my body. Two younger twenty-something year old guys even smirked at me for having cum drip from my hair and face.

Scott and I finally made it to the pool area. Like a gentleman, he helped me step into the whirl pool and chatted with me for several more minutes as he sat on a chair looking down at my body. I knew he was giggling inside at me for the scene I took part in up in his office.

Shortly later, Rico came into the wet area wearing a red bikini suit that was also very small like mine. He approached us and informed Scott that he should get dressed for the whirlpool, as well. I could not believe my fantasy that I developed on Friday evening was finally coming to life on this crazy day. I had role played this soon to be hot scene over and over in my mind prior to coming to the health club this morning.

After entering the whirlpool, Rico moved in close to me on the bench. His hands wasted no time with exploring my body under the warm bubbling water. I closed my eyes and leaned back while raising my legs and feet up to the opposite side of the whirlpool. I was in heaven having another stud take care of me.

"Wow, Brad, you will need to be with us a lot while you are in town," Rico whispered to me.

I nodded and gave him a smile as I let my eyes closed.

"We could have some wonderful time together if you would allow us to create some hot plans for you."

"Mmmm," I thought.

"Your body is so soft and your tan really is golden among the white bubbles," said Rico.

I was really flattered with all of this talk. Rico used his Latino touch to the max with me. I felt lucky as Rico was just as beautiful and athletic as anyone I have ever been with in my adult life. I thought I was the lucky one.

I then heard Scott splash the water as he entered the whirlpool. He had kicked a few splashes at Rico as I opened my eyes. I then noticed another wink being sent across the whirlpool by Rico to Scott.

Scott sat down on my left and reached around the back of my neck to allow me to have some padding for my head. His other hands resume his light feathered touch that I had grown to enjoy from him.

"How large is your cock going to grow this time," asked Scott?

I giggled back.

Rico whispered to me to allow myself to just relax again and let them take care of me. He also then encouraged me with his hands to lift my ass off the bench so the two guys could take off my thong.

Scott slowly took my thong down my legs and released it from my body. My fantasy was still alive as my hopes and desires had the thong now floating on top of the warm whirlpool's bubbling water.

With Rico holding my body a float, it was now Scott’s turn to use his wet mouth on my hard jock erection.

Oh, this felt so good having two beautiful men taking care of my body and its needs many miles from home. I also then noticed that the hot employee, Trey, was watching this action at the doorway of the wet area. He was trying to look busy picking up some towels. He also appeared to be nodding his head for approval as his eyes connected with mine.

Rico inserted one of his fingers into my ass hole and worked to find my prostate. He then leaned forward and began to kiss me. His bubble gum tongue danced with my tongue deep inside of my mouth. The kiss seemed to go on and on for the both of us.

When Scott came off of my cock Rico moved on down to the cock and engulfed my pole. His velvet mouth felt so warm on my cock.

"Whew. Rico, show this hot jock boy how much we appreciate him coming into our health club," said Scott. "You are so darn sexy, Brad.”

Scott's words and Rico's mouth quickly moved me to climax and release my cum. It did not take long as I still was so horny from the events that took place a few minutes earlier in Scott’s office. This was indeed a beautiful day for me. I was beginning to believe that the club's employees felt the same way about me. I also think many of the muscular men working out in the health club enjoyed my exhibitionism troubles that appear to blossom in more ways than I expected that they would ever blossom. I know Trey enjoyed my exhibition as he watched my latest shooting of my large wad that landed on my chest and face. Oh my.

Once we arrived back into the locker room Rico invited me to a summer house party he was having tomorrow evening. He shared that party goers would only be allowed to wear a jock. He also added that most of the action may take place in his attic. His roommate, Michael, would also help with hosting the party. I acted surprised about the details of the party as I had heard Scott and Michael speak about the gathering while in Scott’s care in his office.

Not to miss out on his own opportunity, Scott then asked me how I would feel about having my picture taken. He explained that he has always wanted to create an erotic website of scenes from his health club. Scott added that he thought it would be neat to have pictures that contained athletes working out in different states of dress and that I could be the first one to appear on the site.

Wow, I thought, my spare time on this business trip was quickly filling up with ideas from my newly found friends.

Mmmmm.