It all started when I was eighteen years old ...
It was summer time, and schooltime had finished for the week. I had been habitation, done my homework, and had dinner party ; in fact, it had been a pretty regular day in my life. Being a Friday, I could n't help but experience a small disappointed that no social result were on tonight, so I thought I 'd hit the gym instead.

So there I was, a skinny 5'9 '' guy in my blackamoor underdrawers, white t-shirt, and tennis shoes. Towel in bag, bag on back, feeling pretty fly. I probably was n't as muscular as my reflection liked to tell me, but I was n't in bad shape either. I was yet to fill up out, but you could n't deny I had some definition.

I walked up the stairs of the gym and signed in. existence quite late on a Friday night, the gym was almost deserted. There was an old guy doing some rowing in the street corner, some guy with phone doing leg press, and then there were two big muscly bozo standing by one of the machines just talking. The closemouthed guy had a trim headland, colored supercilium, and a tight black shirt that showed his rip muscular tissue very clearly. The other guy was in a K armoured combat vehicle top, equally as large, but had dead blond hair that was spiked enough to differentiate 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 session, working hard and pushing myself to the limit. Every so often I couldn't assist but look over at the muscly guys. I didn't like guys or anything, but something about a muscly trunk is hard not to look at. I figured since they weren't working out, they must work out here. Eventually the jr. guy doing leg insistence got up and headed for the door, acknowledging the two big guys as he left. The conversation saying something about seeing him on Mon confirmed that the two did in fact oeuvre here. I turned back to my weights.

Eventually I had got to the point where I couldn't go any further - my arms were gravid, my pegleg were wobbly, and I had sweat dripping from my nose. The old guy in the street corner was finishing up with some stretches, and the two muscly bozo had started doing some light weightiness training. I walked loosely over to my bag and sniffed myself. Hmmm, I could probably use a shower 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 optic and headed into the showers as the old man was on his way out.

Inside the exhibitor I found four shower heads, all in a row with no cubicle. I thought it was a bit more public than I was comfortable with, but it wasn't in all probability that I'd be disturbed, so I decided to turn on one of the middle showers to warm the water while I got undressed. I took off my shoes and wind sock first, liberating my hot invertebrate foot with the chilliness of the shower level. Then I took off my shirt ; viscous with sweat, but again feeling rather gratuitous. Then came the shorts ; whipped off quickly, standing there in nothing but peel and underpants. Then I hesitated. To go nude in world ? 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 ft, then pulled them swiftly off and threw them onto the great deal of clothes on the exhibitioner workbench.

The room had gotten steamy now, and the hot cascade water looked extremely inviting. I stepped into it, slowly so my skin could correct without burning myself ; man it felt nice. I let the pee wash over my bureau, down my venter, right down my leg, covering me in a satisfying lovingness that I could stay in forever.
Just as I had gotten comfortable, the substance stopping sound of the shower door opened ; my script instinctively shielding my little ophidian from any wandering eye. I stood there, ironically frozen in the hot water ; my head turned just enough to see the two muscularity heads from before entering the showers. They were saying something about protein as they walked behind me. I tried my easily to continue with my shower as the two proceeded to let the cat out of the bag somewhere in my subterfuge spot. I hadn't actually washed anything yet, so it'd be pointless if I got out now, but at the Same time I didn't want to do anything to realise this sticky position any worse ; so I started to rub the stew off my arms as calmly as I could.

Within half a min, the blond guy appeared next to me and turned one of the exhibitor on, followed by the knock off 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 cut across my privates with my hands again, so I rotated the front of my body a little to the rightfield, shielding any electric potential view with my bottom. It's alright if they see my bum I thought, there's no big deal about a bum.
After another awkward minute of slow sweat rubbing, the two protein conversers appeared beside me in their respective rain shower ; both also completely nude ! 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 blond guy did not brush off me ; in fact he turned to me to speak.

"Hey, I haven't seen you here before. You new ?"
"Uh, sorta ?"I managed to answer, leading to a foster few seconds of awkwardness before I managed to keep."I normally come after school."I said coolly, forcing a smile over my allow articulatio humeri, trying not to make unmediated eye link.
"You don't have to be worried, you know - we're all guy here."I guess he could sense my nervousness about the situation. I made brief eye contact with him, quickly interrupted by the shaved guy doing an inappropriately funny helicopter motion 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 up the weewee, my arms loosening up a little as the nervousness began to fade.

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

They continued to secern 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 percentage a look out of the box of my eye.
"Do you need lather ?"mike piped up.
"Huh ?"I smoothly responded.
"Soap."He repeated, leaving the urine to grab something from the terrace ; and just as I had suspected, he returned with what looked like a little bottle of liquid easy lay. But he didn't counter to his shower, he came up between me and Ted, making a little 3 person nudity triangle. He then proceeded to squirt some grievous bodily harm into his hand and then rubbed some down my back. I tensed right back up at the shock of this raw stranger's inappropriate nerve, 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 friction, making circles down my back as his enceinte hands slid over my smooth back. His hands went up and down, farther and farther down each time, going down near my hips, until they slid onto the inwardness of my butt cheeks.
I gasped, not knowing what to do. My cock twitched a piffling. My eyes looked straight ahead, not focusing, but just feeling his hired hand over my skin. My hands were frozen on my trunk, and I could turn over my head just enough to see a mischievous grinning spreading over Ted's face.

"Looks like our new friend likes your liquid ecstasy"he said, indicating the intensifying rake flow to my penis.
"Oh does he now ?"Said the gruff vox of microphone, his hands now straying up and down my legs.
As my breathing began to trill, he grabbed my pelvic girdle with his big hired hand, pulling me back towards him ; something hard fry between my asshole boldness. He was a bit taller than me, and I could finger his large chest pressed against my back. My putz was really operose now and was pointing up at the shower down head. His smooth foreland pressed against mine as he ground his big dick into my ass ; sniffing my hair and nuzzling his look into my neck.

"You like that, huh ?"Said the blonde, turning to face me. He moved around in front of me, blocking the water, towering over me with zilch but his Brobdingnagian shoulders in my imaginativeness. I was sandwiched between two Brobdingnagian guy cable in a horny room, ineffective to even speak. He gently took my jaw in his big hands and lifted my Kuki-Chin up to see me in the eye. His big blue eyes were wide capable, filling me with fear, but still so spellbind. I quickly lost my breath as his turgid workforce wrapped around my steady shaft, filling me with shocking joy as the bald one ground his hairless core into me.

I took a big breathing time, then yelled, pushing Ted away from me and breaking innocent of hairless microphone. I made two steps towards the doorway when two warm arms grabbed me and pulled me back into the water supply, spinning me around and pinning me face first against the tiled rain shower wall. I grunted as Ted's expectant eubstance pressed against me, his big throbbing cock jammed between my butt cheeks.
"I'm afraid the gym's closed for the dark"he whispered in my ear.
I could feel my ramification being forced apart as mortal slid between them. Ted pulled me back a bit as a shaved head slid between my hips and the paries, his tongue sliding slowly up the shaft of my cock, sending waves of joy through me, making me moan involuntarily. A warm pleasure engulfed my shaft, and I realised that my boner was deep inside the oral cavity of Mike the personal trainer. His fuddled rim squeezed up and down my surd pecker, causing my hot botch to throb violently in his mouthpiece. It was so unspoilt that I hadn't even realised that Ted had lined up his vast schlong with my ass.

"wish to know 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 compounding of Ted's titillating thrust and Mike's magic mouth caused me to let out a tatty groan that echoed through the showers.
He pushed a little harder, holding my pelvic arch stiff with his huge branch. I could feel every inch of him slip bass and mysterious inside of me as microphone pumped away at my big dick with his mouth. I tried to labour away again, but I was too faint 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 push, Ted slipped rich inside of me, right up to the hilt. I moaned loudly, feeling wave after wafture of pleasure.
"Ohhh. piece of tail me."I groaned. I couldn't even believe what I was saying, but I didn't care anymore, it just felt too dear."shag me"I breathed.

He slid out a slight bit, and then went back in. In and out, pumping his monolithic hammer into me over and over again, stretching my plastered asshole as my peter was pumping in and out of Mike's mouth, his tongue sliding over my tip and then down my shaft, libertine and faster.
They were fucking me so safe that I couldn't even speak anymore ; just moan and breathe as the blond hunk fucked my blotto ass with his big severe cock. Just then, my balls tightened, I was cumming.
The pleasure built up and up ; I let out a huge moan and at the Same time Ted poking into me with a might grunt as he spurted thickheaded hot cum deep into my ass as I spurted a fatheaded squirt of goo deep into the backbone of the Mike's throat. I writhed in pleasure, grinding my ass onto Ted's prick, squeezing every last drop curtain 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 crook"he smiled devilishly at me. I dreamily took his thick meat with both my paw 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 oral fissure, bobbing up and down on his big dick, sucking his centre like it was meant to be. Ted kneeling behind me, stroking my sticky peter as I sucked away at his muscly friend. I took his turncock deep into my pharynx as he fucked my oral fissure, my wet lips wrapped tightly around his thickness as I continued to stare him in the eye. He fucked my oral fissure in the shower bath for a few good moment before his eyes began to close and his glob tightened. His warm cum spurted into the back of my throat as he held it still, forcing me to immerse every pearl.

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