A gay adult story: At The Gym A True Story by BearInMind
This was my first male on male experience since I had left college and married my first wife. This man opened a side of me that had needed it for some time.
This Story contains man on man sexual activity. If that is not your thing, please move on to something else that you will enjoy.
was 27 when this story happened. If I had not experienced it myself, I would nothave believed it could happen, but it did happen. He and I are still occasional fuck buddies to this day. I am 60 now, so this was 33 years ago.
After college, I had let myself get out of shape and gained some weight eating badly and living a stress filled life. Deciding that something needed to be done, I joined a local branch of a national chain gym. They had all the weights and circuits as well as an indoor track, tons of stair climbers and stationary bikes. There was also an indoor pool. The locker room was good sized, had over a dozen shower stalls without curtains, as well as a sauna.
Like I said I was 27 at the time of this story, and had been hitting the gym faithfully for almost a year now. I was back in the shape I used to be when I was younger. Standing 6’3” and weighing in now at a lean 160, I was on the slender side for my height. My stomach and chest were nice and flat, my legs and arms well defined, my ass was nicely rounded, and my cock was an honest 6 inches and average thickness.
My wife at the time (she was soon to become my exwife) knew nothing of my desires for men and cock, but I had honestly been faithful to her until this night. She had no idea of my experiences in college as I had not shared them with her. Now I had played around a hell of a lot when I was in my senior year of high school and then college, so I was no stranger to sucking cocks and fucking or being fucked. I had played the good boy, and found a girl to marry like society expected me to do. I had tried, but honestly I missed the guys and the great sex we had back then. It was better than any sex my first wife had given me. But like I said, I had remained faithful to my wife until this night at the gym. It was the beginning of the end of my marriage to her, and my liberation in life. My wife was out of town for the weekend visiting some girl friends, and although I had not planned any of this, my schedule was free and open to go with the flow. She would not have understood my desires at all. Being at the gym and seeing all these men working out, or better yet naked in the locker room was waking up my inner desire for men and their wonderful cocks again.
This took place on a Friday evening after work. My job had kept me late as ususaol, so I did not get to the gym until 830,about 90 minutes before closing time. My work out went smoothly, and I had swum a couple laps to cool off too. The gym would only be open for another 30 minutes, and it was pretty well cleared out. It seemed to always clear out early on Fridays.
As I walked into the locker room still dripping some from the pool, I opened my locker and stripped naked to head for the shower. This was part of the work out I always enjoyed, that was seeing the other naked men walking around, asses moving and dicks swinging and showing off my naked body. I was now very proud again of my shape. I had learned how to control my erections very quickly here, and how to look at guys without letting them know I was looking. It would give me things to think about when I would jerk off later to make up for the lack of good sex or even sex at all from my first wife. There were all different types of guys in the locker room. There were the weight lifters who lived to work out, the average guy like me, the ones who took working out seriously but were not obsessed with it, and then the ones who needed to lose lots of weight and were getting started. My fave guys were the twinks. I am a rather hairy man, and there was just something about the skinny smooth body of a twink that turned me the fuck on. However there were not many twinks who attended the gym, oh well.
Walking naked to the showers as I was proud to show off the shape I was in, there were only 3 of us in the locker room that I could see. Two guys were finishing getting dressed and ready to head out. One of them turned and looked. I even caught him checking out my cock. There was no one else left out in the gym to come into the locker room. I saw that before I went in there and figured I was alone after those two left. I was considering jerking off in the shower for my own pleasure. I decided I would take a sauna instead.
Grabbing a quick rinse off shower to get rid of the chlorine, I headed for the sauna to relax and sweat. Figured I would be alone in there to jerk off in privacy if I wanted to. When I walked in to the sauna, I was surprised to see someone in there already. He was sitting on the upper bench, kicked back with his eyes closed, letting it all hang out totally naked. He was probably a few years older than me, maybe 30 or so. I was guessing a bit shorter than me, maybe 5’10”. He was in excellent shape, completely smooth, and even his cock and balls were shaved clean and smooth. Oh my gawd his cock was big, and in the heat of the sauna his balls were hanging very low. His cock was cut and a good 6 inches soft hanging down over his sack. Since his eyes were closed I figured I could look for a moment, but I looked a bit too long. As I looked up, he had caught me sneaking a peak at his cock. He smiled just a little and closed his eyes again. He was seated in the center of the U shaped sauna, so after being busted, I took a seat on one of the sides.
I sat back and was enjoying the view. The way he was spread open showing off, he wanted to be watched and seen. After a little bit, he opened his eyes again and caught me looking directly at his cock. I had been caught looking and we both knew it, so what the fuck I figured. But then his eyes went down to my cock, and then back up to my eyes. He smiled again and put his head back with his eyes closed. When I looked down at my own cock, I realized my cock was completely hard and erect. I was embarrassed of course, but he had smiled at seeing my hard on. I decided to stay a bit longer. Maybe just maybe something was going to happen here tonight.
As he leaned back, his right hand went to scratch his balls. His hand went under his balls and scratched the lower side of his sack. Then he grabbed his cock. This made his cock stand up, and I knew he was doing it to put on a show for me. His head was still back with his eyes closed
As I watched him play with himself right in front of me, squeezing and stroking his cock,it was starting to grow. It was up to 7 inches and starting to point out some. He kept playing with his sweaty dick. I found my own hand going to my cock and gently stroking it. Would we just wind up both jerking off in the sauna?
As his cock grew larger, the desire to suck his dick ran wild in my mind. How would he react? Would he punch me, or force my head down on his cock and make me deep throat him, or would he just let me suck him. My lust was growing stronger than my fear and common sense as I watched his show.