Wayne moved forward and gripped the thick hawser hanging from the roof of the gym. Simon could smell the fresh sweat trickling from the bigger lad's hairy armpits as their bodies brushed together when Wayne pushed him to one side.
At the gym, a man meets up with a gorgeous hunk who turns out to be a sergeant in the National Guard. The sergeant asks for a ride to his girlfriend's cabin, and the man soon finds out that the sergeant has other plans in mind for the weekend, and he's not the only one. Four other men join in the hot action.
Precious moments were wasted in Breaux's difficulty in breaking down Philippe's reluctance to return to the tomb. But Jacques was Philippe's best friend and gym workout buddy; he couldn't just leave him if he was in some kind of trouble.
A competitive bodybuilder and his workout buddy take to the young guy who comes to work at the gym. He lets them stay after closing to work out and they "sandwich" him into their workout routine.
"Strip and come over here," Coach said gruffly as I entered the room, and, when I was naked, he led me to a strange alcove off the gym, which was shaped like half a hexagon and was completely lined with mirrors...on the walls, on the ceiling, and even on the floor.
James is a good looking guy, with a bronzed Aussie tan and one of his wishes was to appear in a photos that might eventually end up in a site called Adult Bisexual or something like that. Sally and Chris were lovers of the gym. They loved working out and when they met James they thought their dreams had come true.
He stripped out of his clothes and stood in front of the mirror, naked except his boxers. Todd was 28 years old, just a shade under 6'2" and weighed 185 pounds. He was slender but he was also built, thanks to his fitness regimen, which included 2-hour gym workouts five times a week and a five-mile run every other morning.
Andreas was twenty years old and a senior at UNLV. The blond-haired, blue-eyed stud with drop-dead looks that could've easily been spread out among four people stood 6'1 and weighed in at 180 pounds. He kept his body in shape, despite his love for beer, with daily workouts in the university gym and pool. He was a star on both the water polo and swim teams.
Jeff didn't believe in wearing anything other than tight gym shorts and baggy tank tops that showed off his hard body. He'd been thrown out of two gyms for causing fights, so he was forced to work out in the apartment. I don't know how many times I walked in on Jeff wearing just a jockstrap.
It was Denny who made the first move, and after pulling his friend to his feet by his dick, he kissed him softly on the mouth and whispered, Let's rub our heads together until we shoot, how does that sound!?