It all started when I was eighteen years old ...
It was summertime metre, and schooltime had finished for the week. I had been dwelling, done my homework, and had dinner ; in fact, it had been a passably regular day in my life. Being a Fri, I could n't aid but palpate a minuscule disappointed that no societal consequence 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, tweed t-shirt, and lawn tennis shoes. Towel in bag, bag on dorsum, feeling pretty fly. I probably was n't as brawny as my reflection liked to tell me, but I was n't in bad shape either. I was yet to satiate out, but you could n't deny I had some definition.

I walked up the stairs of the gym and signed in. beingness quite late on a Friday night, the gym was almost deserted. There was an old guy doing some rowing in the recession, some guy with headphones doing leg mechanical press, and then there were two big muscly Guy standing by one of the machine just talking. The closemouthed guy had a plane oral sex, black eyebrows, and a soused ignominious shirt that showed his ripped muscles very clearly. The other guy was in a gullible tank top, equally as large, but had short blond hair that was spiked enough to state me that he was somewhat of a jock. They both looked about mid 20s, and looked over at me as I entered the elbow room. I quickly looked away and went to put my bag on a judiciary before heading over to a machine.

I was listening to my iPod for the entirely session, working concentrated and pushing myself to the boundary. Every so often I couldn't help but look over at the muscly guys. I didn't like guy rope or anything, but something about a muscly consistence is hard not to see 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 hombre as he left. The conversation saying something about seeing him on Mon 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 intemperate, my peg were wobbly, and I had sweat dripping from my nose. The old guy in the corner was finishing up with some reaching, and the two muscly guy had started doing some light slant training. I walked loosely over to my bag and sniffed myself. Hmmm, I could probably use a cascade 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 head glanced up and I caught his eye again. I quickly diverted my heart and headed into the showers as the old man was on his way out.

Inside the shower bath I found four shower head, all in a row with no cubicles. I thought it was a bit more world than I was comfortable with, but it wasn't likely that I'd be disturbed, so I decided to turn over on one of the midsection showers to warm the water while I got unattired. I took off my skid and sock first, liberating my hot feet with the coolness of the shower floor. Then I took off my shirt ; embarrassing with travail, but again feeling rather free. Then came the underdrawers ; whipped off quickly, standing there in naught but tegument and underpants. Then I hesitated. To go nude in public ? I wasn't sure, but then again, it was a rain shower. I decided why not, so I slid my minuscule red underpants down my legs, onto my feet, then pulled them swiftly off and threw them onto the piling of apparel on the shower bench.

The elbow room had gotten steamy now, and the hot rain shower water system looked extremely inviting. I stepped into it, slowly so my skin could correct without burning myself ; man it felt overnice. I let the water wash drawing over my chest of drawers, down my stomach, right down my legs, covering me in a satisfying passion that I could continue in forever.
Just as I had gotten comfortable, the heart stopping strait of the shower threshold opened ; my hands instinctively shielding my little ophidian from any wandering center. I stood there, ironically frozen in the hot water ; my head turned just enough to see the two musculus heads from before entering the showers. They were saying something about protein as they walked behind me. I tried my ripe to extend with my shower as the two proceeded to utter somewhere in my blind spot. I hadn't actually washed anything yet, so it'd be otiose if I got out now, but at the same metre I didn't want to do anything to make this ill at ease state of affairs any worsened ; so I started to rub the lather off my arms as calmly as I could.

Within half a minute, the blonde guy appeared next to me and turned one of the shower on, followed by the shaved guy turning on the far tap. I should suffer chosen the shower down utmost 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 crotch with my hands again, so I rotated the front of my body a little to the right wing, shielding any potential position with my bottom. It's alright if they see my bum I thought, there's no big deal about a bum.
After another unenviable minute of slow effort rubbing, the two protein conversers appeared beside me in their respective showers ; both also completely naked ! I swallowed hard, hoping they wouldn't hear it ; praying they would discount me. I guess if there's a God up there, he was busy at the meter, because the blond guy did not dismiss 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 irregular of awkwardness before I managed to continue."I normally come after school."I said coolly, forcing a grin over my left shoulder, trying not to piss direct 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 post. I made brief eye touch with him, quickly interrupted by the shaved guy doing an inappropriately funny helicopter movement with his debris. 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 weapons system loosening up a little as the nervousness began to fade.

"I'm Ted"Said the blonde guy, holding out his deal. I thought it was a footling Wyrd, but I shook his mitt nevertheless.
"Mike"the shaved guy waved from the other side of meat of Ted.
"My name's Jon"I said, still gripping Ted's wet hand, looking him in the eye. I couldn't help but grin at him, meeting in such an unusual position - 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 prominent legs.

They continued to tell me about how they worked at the gym, and also did some work as personal trainers. We showered in silence for a little bit, and I noticed Mike and Ted share a look out of the recess of my eye.
"Do you need soap ?"Mike piped up.
"Huh ?"I smoothly responded.
"Soap."He repeated, leaving the pee to grab something from the terrace ; and just as I had suspected, he returned with what looked like a picayune bottle of liquid soap. But he didn't return to his shower, he came up between me and Ted, making a footling 3 somebody nudity trilateral. He then proceeded to force out some scoop into his hand and then rubbed some down my back. I tensed right back up at the jounce of this au naturel stranger's inappropriate nerve, yet I didn't tell him to stop. He positioned himself behind me and started to… washout my back ?

"Uhh…"I quietly protested. But that wasn't a no for him, so he kept on rubbing, making traffic circle down my back as his large helping hand slid over my smooth back. His hands went up and down, far and farther down each time, going down near my hips, until they slid onto the center of my buns cheeks.
I gasped, not knowing what to do. My cock twitched a little. My eyes looked unbent ahead, not focusing, but just feeling his manpower over my pelt. My script were frozen on my trunk, and I could turn my head just enough to see a implike smile spreading over Ted's face.

"Looks like our new friend likes your soap"he said, indicating the intensifying profligate flow to my penis.
"Oh does he now ?"Said the gruff vox of Mike, his mitt now straying up and down my legs.
As my breathing began to waver, he grabbed my rose hip with his big manus, pulling me back towards him ; something hard nestling between my ass cheeks. He was a bit taller than me, and I could feel his large chest pressed against my back. My cock was really difficult now and was pointing up at the shower mind. His shine 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 look me. He moved around in figurehead of me, blocking the water system, towering over me with cypher but his huge shoulders in my vision. I was sandwiched between two huge guys in a steamy room, unable to even speak. He gently took my jaw in his big custody and lifted my chin up to look me in the oculus. His big down centre were full open air, filling me with fright, but still so hypnotize. I quickly lost my breath as his large hands wrapped around my stiff rooster, filling me with shocking delight as the bald one ground his hairless inwardness into me.

I took a big breathing space, then yelled, pushing Ted away from me and breaking loose of hairless microphone. I made two steps towards the door when two strong implements of war grabbed me and pulled me back into the water, spinning me around and pinning me face first against the tiled exhibitioner wall. I grunted as Ted's large body pressed against me, his big throb prick jammed between my butt cheeks.
"I'm afraid the gym's closed for the night"he whispered in my ear.
I could palpate my leg being forced apart as individual slid between them. Ted pulled me back a bit as a trim head slid between my hips and the bulwark, his tongue sliding slowly up the scape of my cock, sending waves of joy through me, making me groan involuntarily. A strong pleasure engulfed my dick, and I realised that my boo-boo was oceanic abyss inside the mouth of Mike the personal trainer. His tight lip squeezed up and down my hard dick, causing my hot bloomer to throb violently in his lip. It was so good that I hadn't even realised that Ted had lined up his vast schlong with my ass.

"wishing to bed a orphic ?"He whispered again."It wasn't soap."And with that he pushed his shaft 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 Mike's conjuring trick lip caused me to let out a loud moan that echoed through the showers.
He pushed a little harder, holding my hips unfluctuating with his Brobdingnagian arms. I could feel every in of him slip deeper and mysterious inside of me as Mike pumped away at my big dick with his mouth. I tried to bear on away again, but I was too unaccented from my oeuvre 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 deep inside of me, right up to the hilt. I moaned loudly, feeling wave after undulation 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."Fuck 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 mingy motherfucker as my peter was pumping in and out of mike's mouth, his tongue sliding over my tip and then down my shaft, profligate and faster.
They were fucking me so good that I couldn't even speak anymore ; just moan and breathe as the blond lump fucked my pie-eyed ass with his big hard cock. Just then, my nut tightened, I was cumming.
The pleasance built up and up ; I let out a huge groan and at the like meter Ted poking into me with a might grunt as he spurted thick hot cum deep into my ass as I spurted a heavyset squirt of goo deep into the spine of the Mike's pharynx. I writhed in pleasure, grinding my ass onto Ted's dick, squeezing every close drop of his hot cum into my throbbing ass.

Soon enough, Ted pulled out of me and pushed me down onto my genu as Mike stood up, looking down on me and licking his lips.
"Your turn"he smiled devilishly at me. I dreamily took his thick inwardness with both my custody 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 oculus, then put his big hawkshaw into my mouth, bobbing up and down on his big dick, sucking his meat like it was meant to be. Ted kneeling behind me, stroking my glutinous cock as I sucked away at his muscly friend. I took his turncock deep into my throat as he fucked my backtalk, my wet sassing wrapped tightly around his thickness as I continued to stare him in the eyes. He fucked my back talk in the shower bath for a few safe minutes before his oculus began to fold and his orchis tightened. His warm cum spurted into the binding of my throat as he held it still, forcing me to swallow every dip.

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