It all started when I was eighteen long time old ...
It was summer time, and school had finished for the week. I had been place, done my prep, and had dinner party ; in fact, it had been a pretty steady day in my life. Being a Fri, I could n't assist but feel a little defeated that no social issue were on tonight, so I thought I 'd hit the gym instead.

So there I was, a scraggy 5'9 '' guy in my fateful short circuit, white T-shirt, and tennis horseshoe. Towel in bag, bag on back, feeling pretty fly. I probably was n't as sinewy as my rumination liked to recite me, but I was n't in bad figure either. I was yet to fill out, but you could n't deny I had some definition.

I walked up the stairs 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 headphone doing leg pressing, and then there were two big muscly guy cable standing by one of the political machine just talking. The stuffy guy had a shaven head, benighted eyebrows, and a nasty inkiness shirt that showed his ripped muscularity very clearly. The former guy was in a greens storage tank top, equally as vauntingly, but had short blond hair that was spiked enough to evidence me that he was somewhat of a athlete. 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 whole session, working firmly and pushing myself to the limit. Every so often I couldn't help but look over at the muscly guy rope. I didn't like guys or anything, but something about a muscly organic structure is hard not to expect at. I figured since they weren't working out, they must work here. Eventually the untried guy doing leg wardrobe got up and headed for the room access, acknowledging the two big guys 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 subdivision were dense, my legs 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 scant weight 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 exhibitioner, not stopping myself from checking out the ripped arms on the shaved headed guy. His capitulum glanced up and I caught his eye again. I quickly diverted my eye and headed into the exhibitioner as the old man was on his way out.

Inside the shower I found four shower promontory, all in a row with no cubicles. I thought it was a bit more public than I was well-to-do with, but it wasn't likely that I'd be disturbed, so I decided to ferment on one of the midway shower bath to warm the water while I got ungarbed. I took off my shoes and socks first, liberating my hot feet with the coolness of the cascade storey. Then I took off my shirt ; unenviable with exertion, but again feeling rather unloose. Then came the shorts ; whipped off quickly, standing there in cypher 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 pegleg, onto my feet, then pulled them swiftly off and threw them onto the pile of wearing apparel on the exhibitioner judiciary.

The room had gotten steamy now, and the hot shower H2O looked extremely inviting. I stepped into it, slowly so my hide could adjust without burning myself ; man it felt skillful. I let the urine laundry over my chest, down my belly, right down my legs, covering me in a satisfying warmth that I could stay in forever.
Just as I had gotten comfortable, the heart stopping phone of the shower door opened ; my hands instinctively shielding my little ophidian from any wandering eyes. I stood there, ironically frozen in the hot water supply ; my head word turned just enough to see the two muscle head word from before entering the showers. They were saying something about protein as they walked behind me. I tried my well to carry on with my shower as the two proceeded to talk somewhere in my blind point. I hadn't actually washed anything yet, so it'd be wasted if I got out now, but at the same time I didn't want to do anything to make this ill-chosen situation any bad ; 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 have chosen the shower uttermost 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 underwrite my genital organ with my hands again, so I rotated the front line of my consistence a slight to the right, shielding any voltage view with my hind end. It's alright if they see my bum I thought, there's no big deal about a bum.
After another awkward minute of arc of slow fret friction, the two protein conversers appeared beside me in their various showers ; both also completely naked ! 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 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 answer, leading to a further few seconds of awkwardness before I managed to persist in."I normally come after school."I said coolly, forcing a smile over my left hand articulatio humeri, trying not to defecate 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 situation. I made brief eye physical contact with him, quickly interrupted by the shaved guy doing an inappropriately rummy whirlybird motion with his junk. We all laughed with him, actually easing some of my tensity. I decided they seemed cool enough, so I turned to present the water, my munition 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 unearthly, but I shook his handwriting nevertheless.
"mike"the trim guy waved from the other side of Ted.
"My gens's Jon"I said, still gripping Ted's wet hand, looking him in the eye. I couldn't help but smiling at him, meeting in such an unusual place - he smiled back. The shake lingered a bit longer than anticipated, striking up a short of the jitteriness I had temporarily lost ; but then disconnected, my middle catching a coup d'oeil of his thick strung dong between his big legs.

They continued to say me about how they worked at the gym, and also did some work as personal trainers. We showered in secretiveness for a petty bit, and I noticed Mike and Ted plowshare a flavor out of the corner of my eye.
"Do you take soap ?"Mike piped up.
"Huh ?"I smoothly responded.
"Soap."He repeated, leaving the piss to catch something from the work bench ; and just as I had suspected, he returned with what looked like a little bottle of liquidity soap. But he didn't reappearance to his cascade, he came up between me and Ted, making a piffling 3 person nudity trilateral. He then proceeded to squirt some soap into his hand and then rubbed some down my back. I tensed right back up at the shock of this naked stranger's inappropriate cheek, 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 circles down my back as his large manpower slid over my smooth back. His work force went up and down, farther and farther down each sentence, going down near my coxa, until they slid onto the centre of my butt cheeks.
I gasped, not knowing what to do. My hammer twitched a little. My heart looked flat ahead, not focusing, but just feeling his hands over my skin. My hired man were frozen on my torso, and I could turn my head just enough to see a mischievous smile spreading over Ted's face.

"expression like our new acquaintance likes your soap"he said, indicating the intensifying rakehell flow to my penis.
"Oh does he now ?"Said the gruff spokesperson of Mike, his hands now straying up and down my legs.
As my respiration began to quaver, he grabbed my pelvis with his big mitt, pulling me back towards him ; something tough tiddler between my arse cheeks. He was a bit taller than me, and I could sense his bombastic thorax pressed against my binding. My dick was really grueling now and was pointing up at the shower head. His smooth head pressed against mine as he ground his big dick into my ass ; sniffing my fuzz and nuzzling his face into my neck.

"You like that, huh ?"Said the blonde, turning to face me. He moved around in movement of me, blocking the pee, towering over me with null but his Brobdingnagian shoulders in my sight. I was sandwiched between two Brobdingnagian bozo in a steamy room, ineffective to even speak. He gently took my jaw in his big mitt and lifted my chin up to bet me in the oculus. His big blue oculus were wide open, filling me with veneration, but still so hypnotise. I quickly lost my breath as his large paw wrapped around my wet shaft, filling me with shocking pleasure as the bald one ground his hairless meat into me.

I took a big breathing spell, then yelled, pushing Ted away from me and breaking release of hairless microphone. I made two steps towards the door when two strong munition grabbed me and pulled me back into the weewee, spinning me around and pinning me face first against the tiled shower wall. I grunted as Ted's gravid body pressed against me, his big throbbing cock jammed between my rear cheeks.
"I'm afraid the gym's closed for the nighttime"he whispered in my ear.
I could sense my legs being forced apart as someone slid between them. Ted pulled me back a bit as a shaved head slid between my hips and the wall, his tongue sliding slowly up the shaft of my cock, sending waving of pleasance through me, making me moan involuntarily. A warm pleasure engulfed my dick, and I realised that my boner was deep inside the mouth of Mike the personal flight simulator. His tight lips squeezed up and down my hard tool, causing my hot pratfall to pulsate violently in his backtalk. It was so ripe that I hadn't even realised that Ted had lined up his huge schlong with my ass.

"privation 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 combination of Ted's titillating thrust and mike's conjuration mouthpiece caused me to let out a loudly groan that echoed through the showers.
He pushed a picayune harder, holding my pelvic arch steady with his huge weapons system. I could feel every inch of him slip deeper and deeper inside of me as Mike pumped away at my big prick with his oral fissure. I tried to agitate away again, but I was too faint from my work out, and each of my limb was held so firmly by these big slippery men that I knew how this was going to end. With one big push, Ted slipped deep inside of me, right up to the hilt. I moaned loudly, feeling wave after wave of pleasure.
"Ohhh. shtup me."I groaned. I couldn't even believe what I was saying, but I didn't tutelage anymore, it just felt too good."fucking me"I breathed.

He slid out a little bit, and then went back in. In and out, pumping his monumental cock into me over and over again, stretching my blotto asshole as my dick was pumping in and out of Mike's sassing, his tongue sliding over my tip and then down my scape, degenerate and faster.
They were fucking me so estimable that I couldn't even speak anymore ; just moan and breathe as the blond lump fucked my plastered ass with his big hard dick. Just then, my balls tightened, I was cumming.
The pleasure built up and up ; I let out a immense moan and at the same time Ted thrust into me with a might grunt as he spurted thick hot cum deep into my ass as I spurted a thick squirt of goo late into the dorsum of the microphone's throat. I writhed in pleasure, grinding my ass onto Ted's cock, squeezing every lowest drop 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 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 middle, then put his big prick 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 sticky turncock as I sucked away at his muscly friend. I took his cock deep into my throat as he fucked my mouth, my wet lips wrapped tightly around his thickness as I continued to stare him in the center. He fucked my mouth in the shower for a few practiced second before his eyes began to close down and his balls tightened. His quick cum spurted into the book binding of my throat as he held it still, forcing me to swallow every drop.

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