It all started when I was 18 age old ...
It was summer clock time, and school day had finished for the week. I had been home, done my preparation, and had dinner ; in fact, it had been a reasonably regular day in my life. Being a Friday, I could n't help but find a fiddling disappointed that no social result were on tonight, so I thought I 'd hit the gym instead.

So there I was, a tight-fitting 5'9 '' guy in my black shorts, egg white tee shirt, and lawn tennis shoes. Towel in bag, bag on binding, feeling pretty fly. I probably was n't as muscular as my reflection liked to tell me, but I was n't in bad pattern either. I was yet to fill out, but you could n't traverse I had some definition.

I walked up the stairs of the gym and signed in. organism 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 earphone doing leg press, and then there were two big muscly guys standing by one of the machines just talking. The closest guy had a shaven head, dark eyebrows, and a close black shirt that showed his rend muscular tissue very clearly. The other guy was in a green tank top, equally as large, but had light blond hair that was spiked enough to tell me that he was somewhat of a jockstrap. 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 intemperately and pushing myself to the limit. Every so often I couldn't help but aspect over at the muscly Guy. I didn't like guy rope or anything, but something about a muscly body is hard not to search at. I figured since they weren't working out, they must work here. Eventually the younger guy doing leg printing press got up and headed for the door, acknowledging the two big guys 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 breaker point where I couldn't go any further - my arms were heavy, my legs were wobbly, and I had sweat dripping from my olfactory organ. The old guy in the corner was finishing up with some stretchability, and the two muscly guys had started doing some unclouded weight 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 exhibitioner, not stopping myself from checking out the ripped arms on the shaved headed guy. His head glanced up and I caught his eye again. I quickly diverted my heart and headed into the cascade as the old man was on his way out.

Inside the cascade I found four shower headland, all in a row with no cubicle. I thought it was a bit more populace than I was comfortable with, but it wasn't likely that I'd be disturbed, so I decided to turn on one of the middle showers to warm up the water while I got strip. I took off my shoes and socks first, liberating my hot feet with the coolness of the shower floor. Then I took off my shirt ; viscous with sweat, but again feeling rather free. Then came the shorts ; whipped off quickly, standing there in nada but hide and underpants. Then I hesitated. To go nude in public ? I wasn't sure, but then again, it was a cascade. I decided why not, so I slid my little red underpants down my wooden leg, onto my feet, then pulled them swiftly off and threw them onto the pile of dress on the shower workbench.

The room had gotten steamy now, and the hot shower urine looked extremely inviting. I stepped into it, slowly so my tegument could aline without burning myself ; man it felt Nice. I let the piddle wash over my chest, down my venter, right down my ramification, covering me in a satisfying warmth that I could stay in forever.
Just as I had gotten prosperous, the fondness stopping speech sound of the exhibitor threshold opened ; my handwriting instinctively shielding my footling snake from any wandering eyes. I stood there, ironically frozen in the hot water ; my pass turned just enough to see the two muscle school principal from before entering the showers. They were saying something about protein as they walked behind me. I tried my honorable to remain with my shower as the two proceeded to talk somewhere in my subterfuge maculation. I hadn't actually washed anything yet, so it'd be pointless if I got out now, but at the same prison term I didn't want to do anything to make this unenviable site any defective ; so I started to rub the sweat off my arms as calmly as I could.

Within half a minute, the blond guy appeared next to me and turned one of the cascade on, followed by the shaved guy turning on the far tap. I should induce chosen the exhibitor farthermost 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 track my genitalia with my workforce again, so I rotated the front of my physical structure a slight to the right field, shielding any potential scene with my posterior. It's alright if they see my bum I thought, there's no big deal about a bum.
After another cumbersome minute of sluggish sweat rubbing, the two protein conversers appeared beside me in their several showers ; 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 busy at the time, because the blonde 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 further few seconds of awkwardness before I managed to go on."I normally come after school."I said coolly, forcing a grin over my forget shoulder, trying not to cook lead eye contact.
"You don't have to be worried, you know - we're all guys here."I guess he could sense my nervousness about the billet. I made brief eye contact with him, quickly interrupted by the shaved guy doing an inappropriately risible helicopter apparent movement with his junk. We all laughed with him, actually easing some of my tensity. I decided they seemed cool enough, so I turned to face the H2O, my arms loosening up a little as the nervousness began to fade.

"I'm Ted"Said the blond guy, holding out his hand. I thought it was a little Wyrd, but I shook his script nevertheless.
"Mike"the shaven guy waved from the other side of Ted.
"My name's Jon"I said, still gripping Ted's wet hand, looking him in the eye. I couldn't aid but smile at him, meeting in such an unusual place - he smiled back. The handshake lingered a bit foresighted than anticipated, striking up a picayune of the nervousness I had temporarily lost ; but then disconnected, my eye catching a glimpse of his thickly strung dong between his orotund legs.

They continued to recite me about how they worked at the gym, and also did some piece of work as personal trainers. We showered in silence for a niggling bit, and I noticed mike and Ted share a flavor out of the corner of my eye.
"Do you need soap ?"Mike piped up.
"Huh ?"I smoothly responded.
"Soap."He repeated, leaving the body of water to grab something from the work bench ; and just as I had suspected, he returned with what looked like a slight bottleful of liquid soap. But he didn't replication to his shower, he came up between me and Ted, making a minuscule 3 someone nakedness Triangulum. He then proceeded to squeeze out some soap into his hired hand and then rubbed some down my vertebral column. I tensed right back up at the seismic disturbance 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 turgid script slid over my smooth back. His hands went up and down, further and farther down each metre, going down near my pelvic girdle, until they slid onto the centre of my butt cheeks.
I gasped, not knowing what to do. My tool twitched a little. My eye looked directly ahead, not focusing, but just feeling his custody over my hide. My hands were frozen on my trunk, and I could turn my head just enough to see a mischievous smile spreading over Ted's face.

"looking at like our new friend likes your soap"he said, indicating the intensifying blood stream to my penis.
"Oh does he now ?"Said the gruff voice of Mike, his manpower now straying up and down my legs.
As my breathing began to waver, he grabbed my hips with his big hands, pulling me back towards him ; something hard nipper between my nates cheeks. He was a bit taller than me, and I could feel his large chest pressed against my back. My putz was really concentrated now and was pointing up at the shower principal. His smooth brain pressed against mine as he ground his big dick into my ass ; sniffing my hair and nuzzling his brass into my neck.

"You like that, huh ?"Said the blond, turning to face me. He moved around in front of me, blocking the pee, towering over me with nothing but his huge berm in my visual sensation. I was sandwiched between two huge guy rope in a steamy room, unable to even verbalize. He gently took my jaw in his big mitt and lifted my chin up to see me in the heart. His big blue eyes were extensive outdoors, filling me with fear, but still so magnetise. I quickly lost my breathing space as his large hands wrapped around my unshakable cock, filling me with shocking pleasure as the bald one terra firma his hairless sum into me.

I took a big breath, then yelled, pushing Ted away from me and breaking free of hairless microphone. I made two steps towards the door when two potent arms grabbed me and pulled me back into the piss, spinning me around and pinning me face first against the tiled shower wall. I grunted as Ted's large body pressed against me, his big throb pecker jammed between my butt cheeks.
"I'm afraid the gym's closed for the night"he whispered in my ear.
I could feel my ramification being forced apart as somebody slid between them. Ted pulled me back a bit as a shaved heading slid between my hips and the wall, his tongue sliding slowly up the diaphysis of my cock, sending waves of pleasance through me, making me moan involuntarily. A affectionate pleasure engulfed my dick, and I realised that my bloomer was deep inside the mouth of Mike the personal flight simulator. His taut lips squeezed up and down my hard dick, causing my hot boo-boo to throb violently in his oral cavity. It was so unspoiled that I hadn't even realised that Ted had lined up his huge schlong with my ass.

"Want to sleep with a secret ?"He whispered again."It wasn't soap."And with that he pushed his dick into me ; slowly, and painfully. I felt a deliquium pop as his fully pumped tip slipped into me. The compounding of Ted's titillating thrust and microphone's magic back talk caused me to let out a flash groan that echoed through the showers.
He pushed a little harder, holding my hips steady with his immense coat of arms. I could sense every inch of him slip thick and deeper inside of me as Mike pumped away at my big shaft with his mouth. I tried to push away again, but I was too fallible from my piece of 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 thrust, Ted slipped late inside of me, right up to the hilt. I moaned loudly, feeling wave after wave of pleasure.
"Ohhh. Fuck me."I groaned. I couldn't even believe what I was saying, but I didn't care anymore, it just felt too good."shtup 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 asshole as my pecker was pumping in and out of mike's backtalk, his tongue sliding over my tip and then down my shaft, faster and faster.
They were fucking me so full that I couldn't even speak anymore ; just moan and breathe as the blond lump fucked my rigorous ass with his big hard cock. Just then, my balls tightened, I was cumming.
The pleasure built up and up ; I let out a huge moan and at the Saame time Ted push into me with a might grunt as he spurted thickset hot cum deep into my ass as I spurted a slurred small fry of goo abstruse into the dorsum of the mike's throat. I writhed in pleasure, grinding my ass onto Ted's dick, squeezing every hold up free fall of his hot cum into my throbbing ass.

Soon enough, Ted pulled out of me and pushed me down onto my knees as Mike stood up, looking down on me and licking his lips.
"Your act"he smiled devilishly at me. I dreamily took his thickly meat with both my paw and began to slowly pump it. Then I leaned in and licked slowly up the lance, just as he did with mine. I looked him deep in the eyes, then put his big hawkshaw into my mouthpiece, bobbing up and down on his big cock, sucking his meat like it was meant to be. Ted kneeling behind me, stroking my embarrassing turncock as I sucked away at his muscly Friend. I took his prick deep into my pharynx as he fucked my back talk, my wet lips wrapped tightly around his thickness as I continued to stare him in the eye. He fucked my sassing in the shower for a few trade good minutes before his eyes began to close and his balls tightened. His warm up cum spurted into the back of my pharynx as he held it still, forcing me to swallow every drop.

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