It all started when I was xviii eld old ...
It was summer clip, and school had finished for the week. I had been place, done my prep, and had dinner party ; in fact, it had been a reasonably steady day in my life. Being a Friday, I could n't help but sense a little frustrated that no mixer events were on tonight, so I thought I 'd hit the gym instead.

So there I was, a skinny 5'9 '' guy in my Joseph Black shorts, T. H. White jersey, and lawn tennis place. Towel in bag, bag on backrest, feeling pretty fly. I probably was n't as muscular as my manifestation liked to distinguish me, but I was n't in bad physical body either. I was yet to fill out, but you could n't refuse I had some definition.

I walked up the steps 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 headphones doing leg military press, and then there were two big muscly guys standing by one of the machines just talking. The closest guy had a shaven chief, sinister eyebrows, and a mean black shirt that showed his ripped muscles very clearly. The other guy was in a light-green tank top, equally as large, but had dead 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 room. 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 whole academic term, working hard and pushing myself to the limit. Every so often I couldn't assist but aspect over at the muscly guys. I didn't like Guy or anything, but something about a muscly dead body is intemperately not to wait at. I figured since they weren't working out, they must work here. Eventually the younger guy doing leg press got up and headed for the door, acknowledging the two big guy cable as he left. The conversation saying something about seeing him on Monday confirmed that the two did in fact work here. I turned back to my weights.

Eventually I had got to the point where I couldn't go any further - my arms were heavy, my legs were wobbly, and I had sweat dripping from my nose. The old guy in the recess was finishing up with some stretches, and the two muscly Guy had started doing some ignitor burden grooming. I walked loosely over to my bag and sniffed myself. Hmmm, I could probably use a exhibitor I thought to myself. I grabbed my towel and started making my way to the showers, not stopping myself from checking out the ripped subdivision on the shaved headed guy. His head glanced up and I caught his eye again. I quickly diverted my eyes and headed into the exhibitioner as the old man was on his way out.

Inside the shower bath I found four shower heads, all in a row with no cubicles. I thought it was a bit more public than I was easy with, but it wasn't likely that I'd be disturbed, so I decided to release on one of the midway rain shower to warm the water while I got undressed. I took off my shoes and wind sleeve first, liberating my hot feet with the nip of the shower floor. Then I took off my shirt ; sticky with sweat, but again feeling rather free. Then came the short pants ; whipped off quickly, standing there in nothing 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 little red underpants down my legs, onto my feet, then pulled them swiftly off and threw them onto the voltaic pile of apparel on the rain shower judiciary.

The room had gotten steamy now, and the hot shower urine looked extremely inviting. I stepped into it, slowly so my skin could line up without burning myself ; man it felt prissy. I let the water wash over my chest, down my venter, right down my branch, covering me in a satisfying warmth that I could appease in forever.
Just as I had gotten comfortable, the affection stopping speech sound of the shower door opened ; my handwriting instinctively shielding my little ophidian from any wandering middle. I stood there, ironically frozen in the hot water ; my head turned just enough to see the two muscle heads from before entering the rain shower. They were saying something about protein as they walked behind me. I tried my dear to continue with my shower as the two proceeded to talk somewhere in my blind daub. I hadn't actually washed anything yet, so it'd be pointless if I got out now, but at the same metre I didn't want to do anything to piddle this awkward situation any worsened ; so I started to rub the sweat off my arms as calmly as I could.

Within half a minute, the blond guy appeared side by side to me and turned one of the cascade on, followed by the shaved guy turning on the far tap. I should have chosen the exhibitor uttermost from the door I scolded myself, once again kicking myself for having 20/20 hindsight. I knew it'd be an overly obvious movement to handle my genitals with my hand again, so I rotated the front of my body a trivial to the right field, shielding any potential prospect with my butt. It's alright if they see my bum I thought, there's no big flock about a bum.
After another awkward hour of irksome sweat rubbing, the two protein conversers appeared beside me in their respective exhibitioner ; both also completely raw ! I swallowed hard, hoping they wouldn't hear it ; praying they would ignore me. I guess if there's a God up there, he was interfering at the clock time, because the blond guy did not neglect 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 further few seconds of nuisance value before I managed to persist in."I normally come after school."I said coolly, forcing a smile over my left shoulder, trying not to make direct eye physical contact.
"You don't have to be worried, you know - we're all guy cable here."I guess he could smell my nervousness about the situation. I made brief eye inter-group communication with him, quickly interrupted by the shaved guy doing an inappropriately funny chopper motion with his junk. We all laughed with him, actually easing some of my tenseness. I decided they seemed cool enough, so I turned to face up the water, my arms loosening up a little as the jumpiness began to fade.

"I'm Ted"Said the blond guy, holding out his paw. I thought it was a little Weird, but I shook his hand nevertheless.
"Mike"the knock off guy waved from the early side of Ted.
"My name's Jon"I said, still gripping Ted's wet hand, looking him in the eye. I couldn't help but smile at him, meeting in such an strange stead - he smiled back. The handshake lingered a bit yearner than anticipated, striking up a minuscule of the nervousness I had temporarily lost ; but then disconnected, my eyes catching a glimpse of his thickly strung dong between his large legs.

They continued to tell me about how they worked at the gym, and also did some work as personal trainers. We showered in muteness for a little bit, and I noticed Mike and Ted share a expression out of the box of my eye.
"Do you need soap ?"Mike piped up.
"Huh ?"I smoothly responded.
"Soap."He repeated, leaving the piss to grab something from the work bench ; and just as I had suspected, he returned with what looked like a slight feeding bottle of liquidness soap. But he didn't return to his shower, he came up between me and Ted, making a minuscule 3 person nudeness trigon. He then proceeded to squirt some soap into his hand and then rubbed some down my spinal column. I tensed right back up at the shock of this naked stranger's inappropriate boldness, yet I didn't tell him to stop. He positioned himself behind me and started to… wash my back ?

"Uhh…"I quietly protested. But that wasn't a no for him, so he kept on rubbing, making circles down my back as his great custody slid over my placid back. His bridge player went up and down, farther and farther down each meter, going down near my hips, until they slid onto the midpoint of my butt cheeks.
I gasped, not knowing what to do. My cock twitched a petty. My eyes looked straight ahead, not focusing, but just feeling his bridge player over my skin. My manpower were frozen on my torso, and I could plow my head just enough to see a arch smile spreading over Ted's face.

"Looks like our new friend likes your Georgia home boy"he said, indicating the intensifying ancestry menstruum to my penis.
"Oh does he now ?"Said the husky voice of Mike, his manpower now straying up and down my legs.
As my external respiration began to quaver, he grabbed my hip joint with his big hands, pulling me endorse towards him ; something unvoiced tiddler between my fundament face. He was a bit taller than me, and I could feel his heavy chest pressed against my back. My shaft was really hard now and was pointing up at the shower drumhead. His smooth head pressed against mine as he ground his big putz into my ass ; sniffing my hair and nuzzling his face into my neck.

"You like that, huh ?"Said the blond, turning to face me. He moved around in front of me, blocking the water supply, towering over me with nothing but his vast berm in my imagination. I was sandwiched between two huge guys in a ruttish room, unable to even speak. He gently took my jaw in his big hands and lifted my chin up to look me in the eyes. His big blue eyes were wide open, filling me with care, but still so mesmerising. I quickly lost my breathing time as his large hands wrapped around my stiff prick, filling me with shocking pleasure as the bald one ground his hairless center into me.

I took a big breath, then yelled, pushing Ted away from me and breaking free of hairless Mike. I made two steps towards the door when two secure arms grabbed me and pulled me back into the water, spinning me around and pinning me face first against the tiled cascade bulwark. I grunted as Ted's large body pressed against me, his big throbbing rooster jammed between my butt cheeks.
"I'm afraid the gym's closed for the nighttime"he whispered in my ear.
I could finger my pegleg being forced apart as someone slid between them. Ted pulled me back a bit as a shaved mind slid between my hips and the wall, his natural language sliding slowly up the shaft of my dick, sending waving of pleasure through me, making me moan involuntarily. A warm pleasure engulfed my dick, and I realised that my boo-boo was deep inside the mouth of Mike the personal trainer. His tight lips squeezed up and down my heavy dick, causing my hot fuckup to pulse violently in his back talk. It was so good that I hadn't even realised that Ted had lined up his vast schlong with my ass.

"Want to make love a secret ?"He whispered again."It wasn't soap."And with that he pushed his hawkshaw into me ; slowly, and painfully. I felt a faint pop as his fully pumped tip slipped into me. The combination of Ted's titillating thrust and mike's magic mouth caused me to let out a flash moan that echoed through the showers.
He pushed a little harder, holding my hips steady with his huge arms. I could find every inch of him slip deeper and deeper inside of me as microphone pumped away at my big hawkshaw with his mouth. I tried to push away again, but I was too faint from my work out, and each of my arm 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 rich inside of me, right up to the hilt. I moaned loudly, feeling wave after wave of pleasure.
"Ohhh. fucking me."I groaned. I couldn't even believe what I was saying, but I didn't care anymore, it just felt too commodity."ass me"I breathed.

He slid out a little bit, and then went back in. In and out, pumping his monolithic cock into me over and over again, stretching my tight bastard as my gumshoe was pumping in and out of mike's mouth, his natural language sliding over my tip and then down my shaft, faster and faster.
They were fucking me so good that I couldn't even speak anymore ; just moan and breathe as the blond hunk fucked my tight ass with his big backbreaking stopcock. Just then, my clod tightened, I was cumming.
The pleasance built up and up ; I let out a immense moan and at the Lapp clip Ted thrust into me with a might grunt as he spurted thick hot cum deep into my ass as I spurted a heavyset spirt of goo deep into the back of the Mike's throat. I writhed in pleasure, grinding my ass onto Ted's shaft, squeezing every last cliff 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 thick meat with both my bridge player and began to slowly pump it. Then I leaned in and licked slowly up the tool, just as he did with mine. I looked him deep in the middle, then put his big pecker into my mouth, bobbing up and down on his big putz, sucking his meat like it was meant to be. Ted kneeling behind me, stroking my sticky cock as I sucked away at his muscly friend. I took his cock deep into my throat as he fucked my back talk, my wet lips wrapped tightly around his heaviness as I continued to stare him in the heart. He fucked my oral fissure in the shower for a few salutary minutes before his eyes began to close and his testis tightened. His warm cum spurted into the back of my pharynx as he held it still, forcing me to withdraw every drop.

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