It all started when I was XVIII years old ...
It was summer time, and schooling had finished for the calendar week. I had been family, done my prep, and had dinner ; in fact, it had been a fairly regular day in my life. Being a Friday, I could n't help but finger a little disappointed that no social events were on tonight, so I thought I 'd hit the gym instead.

So there I was, a skinny 5'9 '' guy in my black shorts, White River jersey, and tennis shoe. Towel in bag, bag on dorsum, feeling pretty fly. I probably was n't as mesomorphic as my reflection liked to secernate me, but I was n't in bad conformation either. I was yet to fill out, but you could n't deny I had some definition.

I walked up the step of the gym and signed in. being quite late on a Friday night, the gym was almost deserted. There was an old guy doing some rowing in the corner, some guy with earpiece doing leg press, and then there were two big muscly guy standing by one of the machine just talking. The closest guy had a shaven mind, sinister eyebrows, and a sozzled inkiness shirt that showed his ripped muscles very clearly. The other guy was in a immature armoured combat vehicle top, equally as large, but had short blond hair that was spiked enough to tell me that he was somewhat of a jock. They both looked about mid 20s, and looked over at me as I entered the way. I quickly looked away and went to put my bag on a bench before heading over to a machine.

I was listening to my iPod for the unharmed session, working severe and pushing myself to the limit. Every so often I couldn't assistant but flavour over at the muscly guy cable. I didn't like guys or anything, but something about a muscly eubstance is severely not to take care at. I figured since they weren't working out, they must work here. Eventually the younger guy doing leg jam got up and headed for the door, acknowledging the two big guy as he left. The conversation saying something about seeing him on Monday confirmed that the two did in fact workplace here. I turned back to my weights.

Eventually I had got to the point where I couldn't go any further - my arms were weighty, my wooden leg were wobbly, and I had sweat dripping from my olfactory organ. The old guy in the nook was finishing up with some stretch, and the two muscly guys had started doing some lite weight breeding. I walked loosely over to my bag and sniffed myself. Hmmm, I could probably use a shower bath I thought to myself. I grabbed my towel and started making my way to the showers, not stopping myself from checking out the ripped arms on the shaved headed guy. His nous glanced up and I caught his eye again. I quickly diverted my optic and headed into the exhibitor as the old man was on his way out.

Inside the showers I found four shower headland, all in a row with no cubicles. I thought it was a bit more world than I was well-off with, but it wasn't likely that I'd be disturbed, so I decided to call on on one of the middle exhibitioner to warm the water while I got unclothe. I took off my place and socks first, liberating my hot infantry with the chilliness of the shower floor. Then I took off my shirt ; muggy with sweat, but again feeling rather free. Then came the shorts ; whipped off quickly, standing there in zilch but skin and underpants. Then I hesitated. To go nude in public ? I wasn't sure, but then again, it was a shower. I decided why not, so I slid my petty red underpants down my legs, onto my feet, then pulled them swiftly off and threw them onto the pile of dress on the cascade work bench.

The elbow room had gotten steamy now, and the hot cascade water looked extremely inviting. I stepped into it, slowly so my skin could adjust without burning myself ; man it felt prissy. I let the water backwash over my chest, down my tummy, right down my wooden leg, covering me in a satisfying warmth that I could stay in forever.
Just as I had gotten comfortable, the ticker stopping audio of the cascade door opened ; my custody instinctively shielding my little serpent from any wandering optic. I stood there, ironically frozen in the hot weewee ; my point turned just enough to see the two sinew heads from before entering the showers. They were saying something about protein as they walked behind me. I tried my best to cover with my shower as the two proceeded to babble out somewhere in my screen spot. I hadn't actually washed anything yet, so it'd be pointless if I got out now, but at the Saami meter I didn't want to do anything to take a shit this ill-chosen position any worse ; so I started to rub the sweat off my weapons system as calmly as I could.

Within half a minute, the blond guy appeared next to me and turned one of the showers on, followed by the trim guy turning on the far tap. I should have chosen the shower farthest from the door I scolded myself, once again kicking myself for having 20/20 hindsight. I knew it'd be an overly obvious move to cover my privates with my hands again, so I rotated the front of my body a piffling to the right, shielding any potential vista with my prat. It's alright if they see my bum I thought, there's no big muckle about a bum.
After another uneasy minute of slow stew rubbing, the two protein conversers appeared beside me in their respective showers ; both also completely au naturel ! I swallowed hard, hoping they wouldn't hear it ; praying they would neglect me. I guess if there's a God up there, he was interfering at the meter, because the blond guy did not ignore me ; in fact he turned to me to speak.

"Hey, I haven't seen you here before. You new ?"
"Uh, sorta ?"I managed to reply, leading to a far few endorsement of awkwardness before I managed to continue."I normally come after school."I said coolly, forcing a smiling over my provide articulatio humeri, trying not to do direct eye contact.
"You don't have to be worried, you know - we're all guys here."I guess he could sense my nerves about the situation. I made brief eye touch with him, quickly interrupted by the shaved guy doing an inappropriately funny helicopter question with his junk. We all laughed with him, actually easing some of my tension. I decided they seemed cool enough, so I turned to face the water, my arms loosening up a little as the jitteriness began to fade.

"I'm Ted"Said the blond guy, holding out his hand. I thought it was a small Wyrd, but I shook his hand nevertheless.
"mike"the plane guy waved from the other position of Ted.
"My name's Jon"I said, still gripping Ted's wet helping hand, looking him in the eye. I couldn't avail but smile at him, meeting in such an strange place - he smiled back. The handshaking lingered a bit longer than anticipated, striking up a little of the jitteriness I had temporarily lost ; but then disconnected, my eyes catching a glimpse of his thickly strung dong between his enceinte legs.

They continued to tell me about how they worked at the gym, and also did some work as personal flight simulator. We showered in silence for a little bit, and I noticed microphone and Ted share a aspect out of the box of my eye.
"Do you need lather ?"microphone piped up.
"Huh ?"I smoothly responded.
"Soap."He repeated, leaving the piss to grab something from the bench ; and just as I had suspected, he returned with what looked like a short bottle of liquid scoop. But he didn't return to his cascade, he came up between me and Ted, making a little 3 person nudity Triangulum. He then proceeded to squirt some soap into his hand and then rubbed some down my back. I tensed right back up at the jar of this naked stranger's inappropriate daring, yet I didn't tell him to barricade. He positioned himself behind me and started to… race my back ?

"Uhh…"I quietly protested. But that wasn't a no for him, so he kept on rubbing, making circle down my back as his large manus slid over my fluid back. His hands went up and down, farther and farther down each prison term, going down near my rosehip, until they slid onto the centre of my goat cheeks.
I gasped, not knowing what to do. My cock twitched a little. My eyes looked straight ahead, not focusing, but just feeling his hands over my tegument. My custody were frozen on my torso, and I could plow my head just enough to see a mischievous smile spreading over Ted's face.

"smell like our new friend likes your scoop"he said, indicating the intensifying bloodline stream to my penis.
"Oh does he now ?"Said the gruff spokesperson of microphone, his helping hand now straying up and down my legs.
As my respiration began to quaver, he grabbed my pelvis with his big men, pulling me gage towards him ; something hard nestling between my arse brass. He was a bit taller than me, and I could feel his large chest pressed against my back. My tool was really intemperate now and was pointing up at the shower down head. His smooth head word pressed against mine as he ground his big dick into my ass ; sniffing my hair and nuzzling his face into my neck.

"You like that, huh ?"Said the blond, turning to face up me. He moved around in battlefront of me, blocking the body of water, towering over me with nothing but his vast shoulders in my imagination. I was sandwiched between two Brobdingnagian guys in a steamy room, ineffectual to even speak. He gently took my jaw in his big hands and lifted my chin up to look me in the center. His big down in the mouth center were wide candid, filling me with fear, but still so mesmerising. I quickly lost my breath as his declamatory hands wrapped around my unshakable cock, filling me with shocking delight as the bald one ground his hairless center into me.

I took a big breather, then yelled, pushing Ted away from me and breaking disembarrass of hairless Mike. I made two steps towards the door when two impregnable implements of war grabbed me and pulled me back into the urine, spinning me around and pinning me face first against the tile shower wall. I grunted as Ted's large body pressed against me, his big pounding hammer jammed between my butt joint cheeks.
"I'm afraid the gym's closed for the night"he whispered in my ear.
I could feel my legs being forced apart as someone slid between them. Ted pulled me back a bit as a shave question slid between my pelvis and the paries, his tongue sliding slowly up the shaft of my cock, sending wave of pleasure through me, making me groan involuntarily. A warm pleasure engulfed my dick, and I realised that my bloomer was deep inside the oral fissure of mike the personal trainer. His tight backtalk squeezed up and down my hard dick, causing my hot boner to thrill violently in his backtalk. It was so good that I hadn't even realised that Ted had lined up his huge schlong with my ass.

"Want to know a secret ?"He whispered again."It wasn't soap."And with that he pushed his dick into me ; slowly, and painfully. I felt a faint pop as his fully pumped tip slipped into me. The combining of Ted's titillating thrust and Mike's magic oral cavity caused me to let out a loud groan that echoed through the showers.
He pushed a little harder, holding my hips steady with his huge coat of arms. I could feel every inch of him slip deeply and deeper inside of me as Mike pumped away at my big shaft with his oral cavity. I tried to push away again, but I was too feeble from my work out, and each of my limbs was held so firmly by these big slippery men that I knew how this was going to end. With one big get-up-and-go, Ted slipped deeply inside of me, right up to the hilt. I moaned loudly, feeling Wave after Wave of pleasure.
"Ohhh. roll in the hay me."I groaned. I couldn't even believe what I was saying, but I didn't maintenance anymore, it just felt too serious."Fuck me"I breathed.

He slid out a piddling bit, and then went back in. In and out, pumping his massive cock into me over and over again, stretching my wet asshole as my pecker was pumping in and out of mike's mouth, his natural language sliding over my tip and then down my shaft of light, truehearted and faster.
They were fucking me so respectable that I couldn't even speak anymore ; just moan and breathe as the blonde hunk fucked my smashed ass with his big hard cock. Just then, my balls tightened, I was cumming.
The delight built up and up ; I let out a Brobdingnagian moan and at the same time Ted thrust into me with a might oink as he spurted thick hot cum deep into my ass as I spurted a thick squirt of goo deep into the back of the microphone's throat. I writhed in pleasure, grinding my ass onto Ted's dick, squeezing every conclusion drop curtain of his hot cum into my throbbing ass.

Soon enough, Ted pulled out of me and pushed me down onto my knees as microphone stood up, looking down on me and licking his lips.
"Your turn"he smiled devilishly at me. I dreamily took his duncish nub with both my hands and began to slowly pump it. Then I leaned in and licked slowly up the shaft, just as he did with mine. I looked him deep in the eyes, then put his big dick into my mouth, bobbing up and down on his big hawkshaw, sucking his meat like it was meant to be. Ted kneeling behind me, stroking my sticky turncock as I sucked away at his muscly friend. I took his cock deep into my throat as he fucked my lip, my wet sassing wrapped tightly around his heaviness as I continued to stare him in the eyes. He fucked my mouth in the shower for a few expert hour before his eyes began to fill up and his balls tightened. His warm cum spurted into the back of my throat as he held it still, forcing me to swallow every drop.

Turns out the gym was more of a physical exercise than I had ever dreamed…