"Wuff!" said Jameson, sniffing his incredibly sweaty armpits. Lying on the bench press at the campus gym, the stacked stud wondered if anyone else in the vicinity could smell his ripe scent. His BO was at top level, just about the stinkiest he could remember ever being.
Jameson pawed at his shirtless chest. He'd been hitting the machines for over an hour already, barely halfway through his normal exercise regime and covered in dripping sweat. The damp patches of hair on and between his rounded pecs were matted down with perspiration and he could feel the drops gathering in his tiny, muggy shorts. His furry abs and heaving biceps had an incredible pump going from his long workout and the hot jock couldn't help but admire his cool smile and the captivating tattoos up and down his arms in the nearby mirror. He had to keep adjusting and readjusting his semi-hard dong, which was flowing with testosterone and continually chubbing up as he continued his drills. Normally, he wasn't that into the aroma of his own armpits but, for some reason, right now it was making his head spin.
All around Jameson, other ripped college athletes were working on their stunning physiques. Probably trying to impress some ladies, he thought, given that this was the reason he was telling himself he liked going to the gym so much. The combined scent of so much raw sweaty dude was tickling Jameson's nose and making him get just a little bit harder. He could feel his balls hanging low against his massive thigh, dank and hairy as every other part of his body.
"Hey bud, do you mind if we work in a couple sets?" asked a grinning dark-haired adonis who was almost but not quite as hirsute as Jameson.
"Go for it, bro," Jameson replied, wiping his brow. "Sorry, I got it kinda sweaty."
"No worries," said the cheerful stranger. "Hey, Connor, want to come spot me?"
A second deity appeared, a light-haired hunk with a body like a pornstar. This dude had an impeccable chest, shredded obliques, and fuck muscles like Brad Pitt's in Fight Club peeking above his waistband. Even though he normally didn't check out men, Jameson couldn't help but stare at the pert asscheeks in the barely-there gym shorts of this smoking stud. He got a whiff of the guy's crazy BO as he approached, which smelled so good that Jameson almost forgot his "straight" orientation.
"Wow, man!" Connor said, grabbing Jameson's hairy, sweaty pec. "You are, like, totally gorgeous. You must hit the bench press all the time." The forward jock began running his hands up and down Jameson's body, caressing his shoulders, tickling his abs, and even pawing at his massive package. "Fuck, bro. Must be some major dong hiding in there. You've got it all, plus you smell amazing!!"
"C'mon, Connor, let's not bother this guy," said his bearded friend. "Sorry about that, dude. My name's Silas. We'll stop pestering you."
But instead of doing that, both hot college hunks started touching Jameson all over, their hands fondling every inch of his beautiful, hair-covered frame, their fingers even finding their way in his sweaty crack. A lightning rush of sexual energy zipped through Jameson's body as one of them touched his asshole, which was twitching with a strange excitement. Though he didn't understand quite why, Jameson didn't stop any of it and actually was enjoying the hell out of the attention on his well-sculpted physique, which he'd worked on so hard. He started flexing his muscles and flashing cute smiles at the hotties as they continued to admire him.
"Look at these biceps, bro," said Connor. "They're like the size of my head!"
"And that phat ass is perfect, man," said Silas. "I almost want to shove my nose in there and motorboat those cheeks."
"You've got to feel this schlong, dude. He's packing a crazy anaconda in there."
"Fuck, bud, you're right. And he's not even fully hard."
Jameson was getting lost in the odd scents and sentences of these brawny bros while also recognizing that he might not want to get a full-on boner right there in the middle of the gym.
"Uh... I'll be right over there at the water fountain, guys. Let me know when you've finished your sets."
The oblivious himbos nodded and shot him love-struck grins as they watched him recede. They got back to the bench press and adjusted the weights. Furry, cute Silas got down on the bench and grabbed the bar. His hunk of a friend, Connor, stood above him, ready to spot the press.
"OHMYGOD, Connor!" Silas said, laughing. "Your huge package is like right on top of my face, bro. I can basically taste the precum dripping from your hot uncut meat and smell the dank scent of your taint."
"Haha!" replied Connor. "You're totally right, dude. I'm so sorry."
But he weirdly didn't back off and, as Jameson watched, Connor started to rub his ass against Silas' nose. Jameson couldn't be sure but it almost looked like the tip of Connor's leaky cock had wiggled its way out the bottom of his shorts and found Silas' lips. Jameson had trouble believing these two ripped studs were performing this odd sex play out in the open, but he wasn't entirely upset at how much it was turning him on. He absentmindedly squeezed one of his fuzzy nipples extra hard, feeling the charged bolts of pleasure it brought throughout his body. His puck was really starting to get riled up and he had to place a couple fingers on it through his gym shorts to cool it down. The fact that a few other dudes were side-eyeing the whole situation and clearly getting aroused as well just made it all the more exciting.
Half of Connor's thick but soft cock was now in Silas' mouth and Silas was starting to make choking sounds as it dug ever further in.
"Oh dang, bro!" Connor said, looking down. "Totally didn't realize I was throttling you like that. Mmhmm.... Feels pretty good to have your lips around my wet shaft. Let me just pull it out."
As he did so, Silas smiled. "No worries, bud. I know that was a total accident. Everybody else around here must think we're such dingbats."
Connor looked over at the water fountain. "Hey, sexy dude! Want to come help out with our sets?"
Jameson didn't believe at first that this basically naked stud was calling him over, but after pointing at his chest and seeing both jocks nod their heads vigorously, he sauntered back to the bench.
"Thanks so much, man," Silas said. "I can't trust my roommate here not to get us into embarrassing situations. Maybe you can spot me instead?"
So Jameson got in position above the bench. But somehow he found himself in a similar place to Connor. Even though he hadn't meant to, his meaty, hairy thighs came to rest just above Silas' face and Silas himself stuck his nose right up into Jameson's undercarriage. Even more, Connor had placed himself right behind Jameson and was pressing his stacked muscles against Jameson's back. The cute hunk was nearly all the way erect inside his tiny shorts and his massive pole was lodged firmly between Jameson's sweaty butt cheeks. Connor didn't even stop there, managing to reach his hands around Jameson's brawny chest and start toying with each of his sensitive nipples as Silas began faintly lapping at his taint.
"Oh yeah, stud," Connor whispered into his ear as he continued rubbing his junk on Jameson's butt. "You're helping us out real nice here, with your hot beefy bod and that super-fine smell."
Jameson threw his head back as he gave himself up to the incredible sensations running through his frame. He noticed that a huge spot of precum was staining the front of his shorts, much like the similar puddle spread on Silas' skimpy number on the bench below him. Regardless of his sexuality, he was enjoying whatever the hell these two dreamboats were serving up.
"Bro," said Silas, his face nuzzled up against Jameson's nuts. "You are so wet down here. And we're not really doing reps anymore. I think it might actually be time to hit the showers."
"Fuck yeah, dude," said Connor. "Let's all get soaped up together!"
The two boys started dragging him toward the locker room and Jameson had no recourse but to follow along. He saw the rest of the athletes in the gym watching him enviously as he disappeared into the back room. The dank smell in there was even more pronounced than on the gym room floor, just a crazy aroma of dude stank, ball sweat, and muscle-bound bodies. As Jameson's nose drank it all in, his dong hardened and his balls dropped even lower, the humid air making him feel relaxed and almost drugged up on male BO. Gym bunnies were all around them, staring as they adjusted their jockstraps or pulled on a pair of tiny shorts, their legs propped up on the bench between the lockers, their hands rubbing at their straining erections.
"Let's get these off," said Silas, shucking Jameson's shorts. "Jesus Christ, bud, look at that insane sausage. I bet you're a total ladies man!"
"God fucking damnit," agreed Connor, wrapping his hands around Jameson's colossal uncut boner. "I can barely get my fingers around this beast. Bet it would feel real good to get reamed by this super pocket monster."
"Unnfff," said Silas, sniffing at Jameson's glutes. "And that ass just doesn't quit. I can't even stop myself from getting up in there."
And, with that, he pushed Jameson over so that the brawny, tatted hunk was sticking his rear way out. Silas proceeded to start eating out his hole like there was no tomorrow. Emanations of unbridled bliss spread from Jameson's sensitive puck and he whimpered and cried, barely able to look at the stunned jock next to him, who was surprised to see such hot man-on-man action right there in the locker room.
"Let me have a turn," said Connor, shoving his nose into Jameson's incredibly hairy crack. He and Silas peeled open Jameson's marbled ass cheeks and began to give him a dual rim job, alternating with their slippery tongues, which began to move in and out of Jameson's virgin hole.
"Holy crap, dude," Silas said, perking his head up. "Everybody's, like, looking at us. They must think we're just wasting time in here. Better get a move on."
Now completely nude and swinging their enormous dicks around, all three college hunks moved together into the showers, their arms wrapped around each other's bodies, their mouths unable to stop licking and sucking every gorgeous inch of each other's hides. Jameson was so caught up in the sensations that his rational brain completely forgot that he was "straight" and that other dudes were watching them. He was enjoying the fact that he was an object of so much desire and his hard rod stiffened further from so much attention. His keyed-up asshole was by now just about begging for something to go inside of it and so, when Connor began soaping him up and accidentally sticking fingers into his keister, all Jameson could do was moan with pleasure.
"Oh fuck," said Connor, slipping forward and shoving his massive cockhead straight into Jameson's willing hole. "Bro, I'm so sorry. It's really wet in here and I just fell. Shit, your hole is just totally swallowing my giant cock right now. God damn, bud, your ass feels so tight and nice. Let me try to get my huge dong out of you."
Of course, instead of pulling out, Connor's ridonkulous wang just slid further into Jameson's snug orifice and pretty soon he was balls deep inside the banging stud. In an attempt to get himself unstuck, Connor instead started to rail Jameson like a rockstar, pistoning his humongous hog in and out of Jameson's receptive hairy hole.
"Unngghhh," said Jameson, his eyes rolling to the back of his head. "Oh man, oh fuck, holy Christ."
"Connor!" Silas said, laughing and kissing the two of them as he toyed with his thick uncut meat, which was dripping a long stream of precum onto the tiles. "You've got to quit it, dude. We're making a scene in here."
His lovely roommate actually managed to finally get his dong out but, within the blink of an eye, Silas had fallen forward and sunk his stupendous sausage all the way to the root inside Jameson's sensational butt.
"Now whose embarrassing us?" Connor asked, chuckling. "Your thick cream stick is just as stuck as mine was a second ago."
"Mmmmfff, fuck, you're right," said Silas. "Let me try to jiggle it out of there."
Jameson had no idea what the hell was going on but he was loving every minute of the hot reaming he was receiving from these two burly himbos and their mammoth-sized members. His own dick was leaking copious amounts of precum and, even soaped up and under the water, he could still smell the virile BO wafting off his own body as well as those around him.
For a good long time, Connor and Silas continued to tag-team Jameson's ravishing rear. Each time one of them exited that snug ass, the other would somehow slip and land right back inside of it. The brawny studs would then proceed to drill him as they tried to pull out, bringing their long schlongs nearly to the tip before slamming them back into the amazing chute in front of them. Sometimes, the roommate not currently banging Jameson would end up below him, gargling on his gigantic cock and balls and drinking up as much precum as they could handle. Guys kept coming into the shower and watching the porn-tastic scene, often bringing themselves to completion and nutting right onto one of their hides.
"Oh man, Connor," said Silas, pulling off Jameson's dick long enough for a beautiful stranger to blow a load in his face. "I think I know how to get us out of this situation."
"What's that, Si?" Connor said, stuffing his sterling erection straight up into Jameson's guts.
"All these helpful dudes are reminding us what we keep forgetting."
"Oh yeah!" Connor smacked his forehead. "It's all about the nut."
"Exactly, bro. If we want to get rid of these boners, and stop accidentally fucking this guy, we're going to have to both bust."
"Sounds about right, man. But I don't want to just splooge all over the place like these other dudes. It's kinda gross."
"I was already thinking the same thing. And I've got a solution. What if we just cum into this guy's hole? That way we won't make a mess."
"Great thinking, roomie!" said Connor. He leaned forward and whispered in Jameson's ear while gently long-dicking him. "Is that alright, bro? Is it cool if me and my buddy each drop a steaming hot load up against your prostate? It would really help us out."
Jameson had no real way to respond other than just nod. By now, he could feel the need to get totally bred by these stallion jocks being seared into his brain. From this point on, he'd become a cum hound, addicted to hot cock and forever hooked on receiving creamy man batter in both of his holes as often as possible.
"I think that's a yes, Con," said Silas. "You should probably just go ahead and nut."
"Hmmm...." said Connor, plowing in and out of Jameson's puck. "The thing is, now there's kinda all this pressure. And all these dudes watching me. I'm getting a little cum shy."
"Aw, c'mon, bro," said Silas. "Here, let me help you out."
He got up behind his roommate and leaned over, sticking his tongue directly into Connor's keister and starting to toss his salad.
"Fuck yeah, bud," said Connor. "That feels so good. You're getting me closer to the edge for sure. I can feel the nut churning in my balls already."
"Here, let's switch for a little while. That way it'll take some of the pressure off of you. Yeah, here let me take over fucking this dude and.... Oh yeah... Connor, get that hot tongue all the way up in my hole. FFFFFUUUCK, bro, that feels amazing! I am definitely getting closer to cumming."
Connor stood up after a second, looking like a light bulb had gone off in his head. "You know what we should totally do, bro? We should try to bust a nut at the same time inside this guy. That way, the pressure is off either one of us individually."
"I don't know, man. I mean, it sounds super hot but I'm not sure this guy's ready for a DP. Hey, bro, do you think you can take both our cocks in your tight hole? That seems pretty crazy."
Gritting his teeth, Jameson moaned as tears streamed from his eyes.
"I'll take that as a yes," Silas said.
As steam rose around him, Connor leaned his shoulders back against a wall, feeling a spray of hot water from the showers. His gigantic banana of a cock stood straight up in front of him like some powerful horny pole. Rivulets of fresh precum were flowing from his sexy uncut dick-tip as he signaled for Jameson to get up on there and ride him.
"Unnnghhh! Unnffff! Mmmhhhhhmmmm!" Jameson said as he mounted that gargantuan gonzo dong, the entire girthy length of Connor's titanic titan sliding straight up into his hole, stretching him out with its flared base.
"Ok, bro," said Silas, positioning himself behind Jameson. "Think flexible thoughts cause here comes another king-sized schlong."
"Holy crap, dude," said Connor, watching in admiration. "He's totally doing it. I can't believe he's taking both of our cocks at the same time."
"Mmhhh, hell yeah, bud," said Silas. "Feels so good to have my johnson pressed up against yours in this tight asshole."
"I agree, man. Let's give it to him good!"
"Absolutely, bro!"
And with that the roommates proceeded to double-bang the strapping, hairy hunk in between them, who was completely enthralled by their dual schlonging. The sight of so much giant cock stuffed inside an incredibly beautiful butt was almost too much for most of the other gym dudes to endure. People were all around them, flogging their large uncut hogs, going down on one another, and even fucking next to them.
"Fuck, Connor," said Silas. "Looks like a gay orgy started going off in this shower room."
"Unnff, you're right, man. Wonder how that happened."
"God, it feels so good to plow this stud with you, bud."
"For sure, dude. I love having your slick pole rubbing against mine."
"And our massive nuts keep hitting one another as we rail this fucker."
"Mmmm.... Yeah, it's like one of the hottest things that's ever happened to us."
"Bro, I am definitely getting close."
"Same here, Si. I'm gonna bust so much nut into his guts."
"Hell yeah. My balls are aching with all the hot cream they've got swirling inside them."
"Let's load up this guy with our loads."
"Ungghh... oh absolutely, dude. Are you ready?"
"I am ready!"
"Oh fuck, well here it comes..."
"Me too, bro... I'm gonna nutttttttt!"
At the exact same moment, both Connor and Silas squeezed their eyelids shut and threw back their heads, a combined guttural howl emerging from their lips. Their entire muscular bodies seized up as both brawny jocks began pumping Jameson with their salty spooge.
"Hhhhhhuuunnnnggghhh!" said Silas.
"MMMMhhhhhhnnnnnn!" said Connor.
Jissom flowed from their dick ends as a crazy orgasmic climax went off in each of their brains. Shot after shot of their fresh dong sauce blew up into Jameson's tight hole, the amount of skeet so profuse that it flowed out over their balls and dripped down to the tile floor. Without even touching his dick, Jameson achieved his own busting right then and there, his enormous anaconda firing like a geyser into the air. Nutty man cream came raining down over all three studs, covering their stacked hides in a liberal slick of bountiful cum.
"Dang, bud," said Silas. "Looks like we got covered in raw splooge either way."
"Yeah," replied Connor. "But at least our boners are gone now."
They each pulled their softening sausages out of Jameson's well-used rear. Jameson himself dropped to the floor, love-struck and weak-kneed, with stars spinning around his head. His entire existence had been as rearranged as his guts by these two superlative studs and their slutty behavior. In a few minutes, he'd come to feeling hornier than ever and begging for one of the other college athletes still fucking around them to bust a hot load in his butt.
"I really love this gym," said Connor, wiping cum off his abs and face. "We always end up meeting such friendly dudes."
"For sure, bro," said Silas. "But we've got to stop getting randy in here. It looks like we're having a bad influence on everybody else."
And so the two hunky roommates sauntered away arm in arm, leaving a rabid bacchanalia behind them in the locker room.
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