It all started when I was XVIII years old ...
It was summer time, and schoolhouse had finished for the hebdomad. I had been home, done my prep, and had dinner party ; in fact, it had been a somewhat unconstipated day in my life. Being a Fri, I could n't help but feel a fiddling disappointed that no social events were on tonight, so I thought I 'd hit the gym instead.

So there I was, a tightfitting 5'9 '' guy in my bleak shorts, snowy t-shirt, and tennis horseshoe. Towel in bag, bag on binding, feeling pretty fly. I probably was n't as brawny as my contemplation liked to distinguish me, but I was n't in bad shape either. I was yet to fill out, but you could n't refuse 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 street corner, some guy with headphone doing leg wardrobe, and then there were two big muscly Guy standing by one of the simple machine just talking. The tightlipped guy had a shaven head, dark eyebrows, and a stringent black shirt that showed his rip muscles very clearly. The other guy was in a green tank top, equally as large, but had scant blonde 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 judiciary before heading over to a machine.

I was listening to my iPod for the completely sitting, working hard and pushing myself to the limit. Every so often I couldn't help but looking at over at the muscly guys. I didn't like guy wire or anything, but something about a muscly body is voiceless not to look at. I figured since they weren't working out, they must work here. Eventually the younger guy doing leg wardrobe got up and headed for the threshold, acknowledging the two big cat as he left. The conversation saying something about seeing him on Mon confirmed that the two did in fact body of work here. I turned back to my weights.

Eventually I had got to the power point where I couldn't go any further - my subdivision were enceinte, my legs were wobbly, and I had exertion dripping from my nose. The old guy in the street corner was finishing up with some stretches, and the two muscly Guy had started doing some light system of weights grooming. 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 oral sex glanced up and I caught his eye again. I quickly diverted my eyes and headed into the showers as the old man was on his way out.

Inside the showers I found four shower heads, all in a row with no cubicles. I thought it was a bit more public than I was comfy with, but it wasn't probable that I'd be disturbed, so I decided to turn on one of the middle showers to warm the piddle while I got uncase. I took off my place and air sock first, liberating my hot feet with the coolness of the shower floor. Then I took off my shirt ; glutinous with sweat, but again feeling rather free. Then came the shorts ; whipped off quickly, standing there in nothing but skin 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 feet, then pulled them swiftly off and threw them onto the pile of clothes on the shower bench.

The room had gotten steamy now, and the hot shower water looked extremely inviting. I stepped into it, slowly so my pelt could adjust without burning myself ; man it felt nice. I let the urine wash over my chest, down my tummy, right down my pegleg, covering me in a satisfying warmth that I could stay in forever.
Just as I had gotten well-fixed, the heart stopping sound of the exhibitioner door opened ; my hands instinctively shielding my little ophidian from any wandering eyes. I stood there, ironically frozen in the hot piddle ; my pass turned just enough to see the two muscle header from before entering the cascade. They were saying something about protein as they walked behind me. I tried my best to continue with my shower as the two proceeded to babble out somewhere in my screen spot. I hadn't actually washed anything yet, so it'd be pointless if I got out now, but at the same sentence I didn't want to do anything to fix this cumbersome situation any worse ; so I started to rub the sweat off my arm as calmly as I could.

Within half a minute, the blond guy appeared next to me and turned one of the showers on, followed by the trim guy turning on the far tap. I should take in chosen the exhibitor farthest from the door I scolded myself, once again kicking myself for having 20/20 hindsight. I knew it'd be an overly obvious motion to shroud my genitals with my hands again, so I rotated the front of my body a little to the right, shielding any potential persuasion with my seat. It's alright if they see my bum I thought, there's no big trade about a bum.
After another uneasy hour of slow travail friction, the two protein conversers appeared beside me in their respective showers ; both also completely defenseless ! I swallowed hard, hoping they wouldn't hear it ; praying they would disregard me. I guess if there's a God up there, he was officious at the metre, because the blonde guy did not brush aside me ; in fact he turned to me to speak.

"Hey, I haven't seen you here before. You new ?"
"Uh, sorta ?"I managed to respond, leading to a foster few seconds of awkwardness before I managed to continue."I normally come after school."I said coolly, forcing a grin over my left wing shoulder joint, trying not to realize send eye contact.
"You don't have to be worried, you know - we're all guy wire here."I guess he could sense my nervousness about the situation. I made brief eye link with him, quickly interrupted by the shaved guy doing an inappropriately funny helicopter apparent movement with his junk. We all laughed with him, actually easing some of my tautness. I decided they seemed cool enough, so I turned to look the water, my blazonry 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 weird, but I shook his mitt nevertheless.
"Mike"the knock off guy waved from the former English of Ted.
"My epithet's Jon"I said, still gripping Ted's wet helping hand, 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 prospicient than anticipated, striking up a picayune of the nerves I had temporarily lost ; but then disconnected, my oculus catching a glimpse of his thick strung dong between his large legs.

They continued to severalize me about how they worked at the gym, and also did some work as personal flight simulator. We showered in muteness for a little bit, and I noticed Mike and Ted share a look out of the corner 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 bench ; and just as I had suspected, he returned with what looked like a piddling bottle of liquid goop. But he didn't return to his shower, he came up between me and Ted, making a little 3 person nudity triangle. He then proceeded to squirt some soap into his hand and then rubbed some down my binding. I tensed right back up at the shock of this naked unknown'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 lap down my back as his big mitt slid over my tranquil back. His hands went up and down, farther and farther down each sentence, going down near my hips, until they slid onto the heart and soul of my butt cheeks.
I gasped, not knowing what to do. My turncock twitched a little. My eyes looked straightaway ahead, not focusing, but just feeling his hands over my skin. My hands were frozen on my body, and I could work my chief just enough to see a mischievous smile spreading over Ted's face.

"Looks like our new friend likes your easy lay"he said, indicating the intensifying blood flow to my penis.
"Oh does he now ?"Said the hoarse voice of mike, his hands now straying up and down my legs.
As my breathing began to quaver, he grabbed my hips with his big men, pulling me back up towards him ; something hard nestling between my bottom buttock. He was a bit taller than me, and I could feel his prominent chest pressed against my rear. My peter was really concentrated now and was pointing up at the exhibitor head. His fluid head 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 presence of me, blocking the urine, towering over me with nothing but his huge shoulder joint in my imaginativeness. I was sandwiched between two huge guys in a aroused room, ineffectual to even speak. He gently took my jaw in his big hands and lifted my mentum up to look me in the center. His big blue oculus were wide open, filling me with concern, but still so mesmerising. I quickly lost my hint as his turgid helping hand wrapped around my stiff cock, filling me with shocking pleasure as the bald one ground his hairless heart and soul 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 impregnable blazon grabbed me and pulled me back into the water, spinning me around and pinning me face first against the tiled cascade wall. I grunted as Ted's great body pressed against me, his big throbbing cock jammed between my coffin nail 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 mortal slid between them. Ted pulled me back a bit as a shaved forefront slid between my pelvic arch and the wall, his tongue sliding slowly up the dick of my shaft, sending waves of delight through me, making me groan involuntarily. A warm pleasure engulfed my shaft, and I realised that my boner was deep inside the mouth of microphone the personal flight simulator. His tight lips squeezed up and down my firmly dick, causing my hot foul-up to throb violently in his mouth. It was so right that I hadn't even realised that Ted had lined up his immense schlong with my ass.

"privation to know a surreptitious ?"He whispered again."It wasn't soap."And with that he pushed his tool into me ; slowly, and painfully. I felt a faint pop as his fully pumped tip slipped into me. The combining of Ted's titillating thrust and Mike's deception mouth caused me to let out a loud groan that echoed through the showers.
He pushed a little harder, holding my hips stabilise with his Brobdingnagian arms. I could feel every inch of him slip mystifying and deeper inside of me as microphone pumped away at my big prick with his mouth. I tried to campaign away again, but I was too weak from my body 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 energy, Ted slipped abstruse 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 charge anymore, it just felt too commodity."Fuck me"I breathed.

He slid out a little bit, and then went back in. In and out, pumping his monolithic tool into me over and over again, stretching my stiff bunghole as my dick was pumping in and out of microphone's mouth, his tongue sliding over my tip and then down my beam, faster and faster.
They were fucking me so in effect that I couldn't even speak anymore ; just moan and breathe as the blond hunk fucked my mean ass with his big severe hammer. Just then, my testis tightened, I was cumming.
The pleasance built up and up ; I let out a Brobdingnagian groan and at the same fourth dimension Ted driving force into me with a might grunt as he spurted thick hot cum deep into my ass as I spurted a thick squirt of goo bass into the back of the Mike's throat. I writhed in joy, grinding my ass onto Ted's prick, squeezing every last dip of his hot cum into my throbbing ass.

Soon enough, Ted pulled out of me and pushed me down onto my knee joint as mike 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 work force 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 centre, then put his big dick into my oral cavity, bobbing up and down on his big dick, sucking his meat like it was meant to be. Ted kneeling behind me, stroking my viscous cock as I sucked away at his muscly friend. I took his turncock deep into my throat as he fucked my mouth, my wet mouth wrapped tightly around his thickness as I continued to stare him in the eyes. He fucked my sass in the exhibitioner for a few good minutes before his center began to close and his balls tightened. His ardent cum spurted into the back of my pharynx as he held it still, forcing me to withdraw every drib.

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