Arms, Abs, and Ass. The twink trifecta, as I've always called it, and the three muscle groups I would always focus as I hit the gym before work. It was about 5pm on a Friday in March, and I was finishing my work out at Gym Gymnos, the premiere facility in town, which I had been allowed free access to as a perk of my job. I was just wrapping up on the glutes machine, pushing myself just to the point of challenbe, sweat beading on my pale skin, my blue eyes scrunched in concentration, as my legs struggled to get a few more reps in. Normally I would try to get in another set after this one, but I didn't want to be too tired for tonight; the purpose of today's gym visit was to pump up my muscles, not destroy them.
And pumped they were, I noticed as I passed the many mirrors hung throughout the gym. My arms, fully revealed in a loose tank top, weren't the biggest in the world, but on my 5'6" frame they looked larger than they really were. I pulled up my shirt to wipe the sweat off my face, giving a passing man a glimpse of my abs, again not crazy-defined, but evident. What really drew stares was what I dragged around behind me. As I strolled to the locker room showers, I passed an attractive Middle Eastern trainer who I had caught eyeing me around the gym a few time. Out of the corner of my eye I glimpsed his head turn 90º to watch me pass, my ass almost out of proportion and stuffed into a pair of too-small basketball shorts.
I showered at the gym, to save a little bit of time once I got into work. I enjoyed the feeling of the public nudity of gym showers, and I played a game with myself to see if I caught more guys staring at me than guys catching me staring at them. Today the showers were nearly empty as I rinsed off my body, and I felt a pang of disappointment that I wouldn't be able to show off for anyone, before dismissing the thought with a chuckle. There would be plenty of time for that tonight. I turned off the shower head right as the trainer from before walked in, buck naked. As I strolled out I took a perfunctory glance at his cock, uncut, thick, semi-hard but already as big as mine. He looked a bit disappointed as I left, and I silently hoped that I was the reason he got plumped up before showering.
I drove home to change and grab a snack before walking to work. It was a warm day and the setting sun ignited the highlights in my dirty blonde hair, highlights paid for by work. Work had a surprising number of benefits. Besides the deal with Gym Gymnos and discounts on personal care expenditures (including certain tattoos, piercings, and haircuts), we also got regular mandatory STI testing and prep. It probably had something to do with how many of the other dancers also work for the boss' porn studio, and giving the dancers good benefits is a clever way to incentivize us to doing porn. I've considered it a few times honestly, it's not like videos of me being fucked haven't ended up online, so at least I would be getting paid for it, but I've heard from a few coworkers how grueling the filming process is.
I sauntered through the front doors of Lux, waving at the opening shift bartender as I headed towards the back room. Lux's familiar scent greeted me like an old friend: a sweet and salty smell, heady with the mixture of various Axe-related chemicals, with the underlying muskiness of man that a nightly mopping could never remove. Entering the communal changing area through the green room, I was greeted by the coworkers I'd be working alongside tonight. Raph squeezed my shoulder in greeting as I dumped by bag in the locker, and we casually chatted about an episode of Drag Race as we stripped naked. Raph was the coworker I'd be working most closely with tonight, a Black-Dominican man, imposing on the surface, but a queen on the inside. He towered above me at 6'4", his biceps bulged as large as softballs, and a scruffy beard outlined his jaw. He walked with me to the stalls, before parting ways as I began my douching. It was probably my least favorite part of performing, but Zachary, the boss, required that all bottoming men be totally clean, at least on the inside. When I finished, I headed to the showers to do a quick rinse, where I was greeted by Diego and Esteban. Diego was notorious for taking long showers, and Esteban was trying to get him to hurry up so they could stretch together. Diego was fairly short, only a couple inches taller than me, but built extremely solid. He was hairless, with tribal tattoos wrapped around both his biceps and quadriceps. Esteban was taller and lankier, at 6'1", with a much hairier body. He had quite a few tattoos, pictures of dogs, and lions, and a cross, as well as twin nipple piercings. I left the two of them, Esteban still whining to hurry up, toweling off my hair into a tousled mess and meeting up with Raph. He held two sharpies, handing me a silver one before uncapping his black one. He continued chatting as we started drawing on one another, the usual dirty phrases. "10"", I wrote his lower right side (though he was only about 9 and 3/4s). "Cocksucker" he wrote on my left shoulder. We chatted amicably as we marked eachother's bodies with naughty words: "Kinky" went on the back of his neck, a dick was traced on my left calf. I wrote "Destroyer" in an arc over his navel and "Pure Top" (even though that was a total lie) in the small of his back. He wrote "Bitch Buttons" on my sternum, drawing little arrows pointing at my nipples, and I felt him draw the familiar letters of "SLUT" across my shoulder blades. I heard him chuckle as he scribbled something over my tailbone. Twisting around and looking in a mirror, I saw "25¢" with an arrow pointing down my crack. I rolled my eyes and punched his shoulder.
We had about half an hour before curtain call when I laid down on a leather sofa. Raph approached in a pair of red bikini briefs, a bottle of lube in his hand. He knelt down next to me, kneading my meaty cheeks with his large paw. Setting the lube down, he began massaging my shoulders. "Tough day, bud?" he asked softly. I only grunted affirmative. I had taken a fairly challenging psych exam that day and didn't want to think about it. "Well we're gonna have a good night, man," he murmured, his hands turning my back into putty. "Let's get you lubed and ready." He squirted some lube onto his fingers, still massaging my neck with one hand as he used the other to begin rubbing my hole. This was no virgin anus he was dealing with, and it wasn't long before his index finger was pushing deep inside me. I always appreciated it when Raph fingered me, since his fingers were so thick they definitely prepared me for the night's activities. He massaged in and out, generously applying lube as he went. Suddenly, he curled his finger, striking my prostate and forcing me to cry out in shock and pleasure. Precum leaked out onto the couch and I gave him the finger as I settled back down.
"You're supposed to loosen me up, Raph, not make me cum all over the couch," I complained jokingly, not minding the surge of endorphins still tingling my nerves. He laughed as he added a second finger, rotating his wrist to loosen me up. When he could tell I was ready, he moved on to scissoring his digits, my anus easily opening. He knew he had to get me extra stretched, since I would naturally tighten back up in the hours before our performance, so he added a third finger as he rubbed my back. When we had about 5 minutes to go on, he withdrew his fingers and slipped in a small plug, which I covered with my pair of tight, turquoise briefs. The rest of the guys were huddled in the green room, and we joined them, resting our arms on eachother's shoulders (though I was stuck between Raph and Esteban, both of whom were well over six foot, so they basically put their arms on eachother's shoulders with me sandwiched in the middle, my hands on their lean backs, my face closer to their pits). Raph said a few inspiring words, a tradition he forced upon the rest of his from his days playing college football, and we broke the circle with a whoop of adrenaline, with much ass slapping and crotch grabbing to go around. It was show time.
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