Gym Bear By Michael Kliewer 2005
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I am not a large man by any means. I stand about 5'10", weigh 175lbs, and not exactly muscular. I am fit, but not in the way that most people think of initially. I don't possess a lot of body hair either, so considering my attractions, leaves me wanting sometimes. My interest is in men who classify themselves as "Bears". Big, broad shouldered men, with nice butts, get my attention every time. Although I like the sport of baseball, it is usually men who look like football players who really turn my head. I guess the saying about opposites does apply to me in that way. Also, being a bit smaller, does have its disadvantages usually, but every once in awhile I strike gold.
As I mentioned I am not particularly "buff", but do go to the gym to try and change some of that. I work out by myself, and that sometimes it gets difficult to push yourself, or go really heavy on weights as there is no one there to spot. This particular Saturday morning I went into the gym as soon as they opened up. That way I get to do what I need to, use the machines I want, and get out with little hassle. I went into the cardio room initially just to warm up. I got on my machine which is situated so you can look out into the main room, and was content. The young guy working the desk was handsome, sexy, but way too young. I took a few seconds to run a sexy scenario in my head about him, before I dismissed it and returned my attention to the work at hand.
I was almost through warming up when I noticed this big guy come into the gym. I didn't recognize him as a regular, but having been away for a bit, he could be. What I saw about made me hard instantly. Walking down the hall was this brick house of a man. Broad shoulders, husky build, powerfully thick legs, and from what I could tell, nice meat swinging between them. He had dark hair, cut very short, and a close cropped goatee. His eyes were piercingly green, and he wore a broad smile on his face. He looked like a linebacker for the NFL, but held himself not quite so seriously. Definitely a man I liked, and as he turned to walk into the dressing area, I caught a glimpse of his beautiful full ass.
Now I have to admit that I am a man who loves man butt. I think there is nothing sexier on a guy than a nice ass. So, although he was attractive in all other ways, the fact that he had a nice ass, just clinched things for me. So I decided I would just watch him and get my thrills that way. You see, my gym is not a "cruisey" gym. I doubt there are any other gay men who go here, so making any kind of move, or whatever just wasn't right.
I went out to the bench press, and loaded up my weights. I usually do a light set, and get heavier as I go, then back down again. I did my first set and changed the plates, just then HE walked back into the room. This time he had on a tank top, which really showed off his massive chest, coated with thick dark fur. He also was wearing nylon shorts that clung to his thick thighs, and his beautiful ass. As I sat down on the bench, pretending to catch my breath, the guy walked over to the squat station just in front of me and to the right. That and some of the other leg stations, are positioned next to the mirrored wall, so that you can watch your form (or other people), while you work out.
I decided not to stare too much and get moving on my work out. I watched him prepare for his squats as I did my first set. I rested the bar, and sat watching as he prepared the bar, and got into position. I was rock hard, and in shorts it wasn't easy to hide. I was thankful the gym was not crowded. As he pushed the bar into position behind his head, I watched as his muscles strained against the weight. He was doing some serious poundage, so I understood where those leg, calf, and glute muscles came from. He did his first squat and as his as protruded back, it opened up like it was preparing to get a dick. I almost lost it.
I watched for a few more seconds, and decided I didn't want to seem obvious. Got up, adjusted my cock, and changed my weights. I then laid back on the bench and prepared to do my next set. I tried to concentrate on what I was doing, but the vision of that BEAR's ass just kept coming into view. I noticed that he walked back to get a drink of water, and on his return I noted that the nylon material was wedged deep into his ass crack. I swear his ass looked like to bowling balls fighting for space.
As he prepared for his next set I noticed him looking in my direction. I just smiled and resumed my work out. At this point I was ready for some heavier weights, and my arms were feeling tired. I guess my concentration was off a bit too. As I worked the first few reps, it seemed like I was fighting against some major weight. I had worked this before, but never felt this fatigued. Well I guess I couldn't lift anymore and got stuck. I tried to lift the bar off my chest, and really couldn't manage. Before I could say anything, a thick pair of legs were flanking my face, and two massive arms were helping me push the bar up. I lay there just staring up into the big man's crotch, then into those beautiful eyes. He smiled down and me, and in a husky voice said, "Guess you eyes were bigger than your biceps"....
I was lost in my own fantasy for a few seconds, before it registered that he was waiting for a reply. I got up sort of stupidly and thanked him. He stuck out his big hand, and in a grip that enveloped my hands, introduced himself, as Randy. I shook the man's hand, and told him my name was Marc. He smiled broadly and did not let go right away. An awkward moment passed between us, then we both noticed. I asked him how long he had been coming to the gym, as I did not recognize him. Randy said he just started working out here, and was new to the area. I stared straight into those green eyes, and he made contact. Something passed between us, but again, this not being a "cruisey" gym, I let it slide.
I again thanked him for the help, and stupidly started talking about my work out. He offered to spot me after his set. I was very embarrassed by the whole situation, and said he didn't need to do that. He said it would be his pleasure, as long as I spotted him during his squats. I very readily agreed. I watched as he adjusted the weights again, and started asking him how long he had been working on his body. Randy said that he started in high school as a football player. He was a guard, and it always helped to have some muscle at your disposal. After that it was just a matter of maintenance for him. He enjoyed watching his body develop, and the attention he got. I guess I was staring at his ass the entire time he talked, so when I looked up he just winked at me.
We finished his set and then he offered to show me a better way of lifting and to spot me during. I was still very hard, and although I wasn't able to hide it, I guess he noticed. I lay back down on the bench and he talked me through a better way to lift. I worked a couple of reps and it did feel better. However, I kept looking alternately at this man's growing crotch and his beautiful eyes. Obviously he was getting a charge out of the exchange, but I was still not sure how this was going to end. At one point he squatted down to help me, and his crotch was right in my face. I quickly took a full sniff of his masculinity as he did so. Again, thank god the gym was not crowded that early morning.
We continued to work out for another hour or so, each in turn helping the other. Also, while changing weights or lifting, we both found opportunities to brush up against each other, fondle, sniff, and otherwise tease each other. At the end of the work out we were both tired, sweaty, and hard as rocks. I mentioned that a good session in the sauna would be just in order to loosen up the now hurting muscles. Randy said he thought it was a great idea and would join me in a minute. He needed to talk to the young kid at the desk about his membership. Meanwhile I made my way back to the locker rooms, and the sauna. All the while my dick is raging, my hormones are pounding, and all I can think about is how fucking great he smelled. I have always had a thing for sweat, locker rooms, and bathrooms. I guess there is something inherently masculine there.
I quickly got out of my clothes, grabbed my towel and headed for the sauna. I was a bit surprised when I noted there was another man in the locker room preparing to work out. I guess I totally missed him as I was walking in. He was a regular and said good morning. Slightly dazed, I said, "Good morning" in return. I hoped he didn't notice my hard on though. I quickly made my way to the sauna and tried to settle my anxiousness. Sure it had all be fun, and enticing out on the floor, but there was a possibility that maybe what Randy was telling the attendant, was that some gay guy was fondling him on the floor. I became a bit nervous at that point.
I closed my eyes, and started to relax when the door to the sauna opened. There in the door way stood Randy. He too had taken off his clothes, and just had a white towel adjusted around his waist. He stood there, backlit by the fluorescent lights and looked even more powerful than before. I stared into his eyes for just a moment, and then took in the rest of him. At 6', and about 225, he was solid. The brush cut hair on his head glistened with sweat, as did the hairs on his massive chest. As I scanned down, I noted that the towel barely covered his thick cock, and low hanging balls. His cock was still pretty hard, and he didn't seem embarrassed by it at all.
He stepped forward and sat on the bench just below me. He stretched his arms wide and I could here his back crack. He chuckled and smiled at me. Our eyes met again, and we held that stare for awhile. Then he noted that the heat really felt good on his tired muscles, and it was great to be able to relax and be himself. He was happy he had met me and was enjoying the time. I said that it had been a great work out as well, and all my muscles were tight. He looked directly and my crotch, and said, "Yeah kinda noticed just how tense your muscles are on the floor". If I hadn't been in a steam room, you would have notice my face getting red. I started to apologize, when he moved closer, reached for my cock, opened his mouth and started sucking me.
The feeling of my hard cock sliding between that goateed mouth, made me moan. I tried to stifle it, but I was so surprised I couldn't help it. He looked directly into my eyes as he took my 7" dick down his throat. He continued to suck on my cock for a few more minutes and then let go. I looked down at him, and couldn't resist kissing him. The kiss was urgent, passionate, and intense. The more I gave, the more he took and then the kiss became tender, almost light. I opened my eyes and stared at this man before me, and smiled. Without words, I moved down between his legs and took that thick meat into my mouth. I cupped his shaved balls in my hand, and started to tug on them. That made him moan.
I knew there was the possibility that we could be caught, that one of the other members might come in at any moment, but we didn't care. I deep throated his cock, and he stifled a groan. He held my head with his massive hands and guided me off his cock. He then bent over and kissed me deeply. I got up and he enveloped me in his massive arms. He pulled me closer to his chest and my hand roamed over his body fur. It was wet and slick, and curled around my fingers as they trailed across his pecs. We kissed and played like two lovers. He pulled me away and looked into my eyes. His smile radiated, and his body trembled. "I really want you to fuck me Mike", he said. I was in heaven. Anyone would have assumed him fucking me, but here was a man that knew what he needed.
I just winked at him, and said, "I would like nothing more than to be inside you". He turned around and squatted on the bench. Just like in the weight room, his ass cheeks parted, and his hairy, sweaty, hot crack was exposed. I didn't waste time and took my tongue and ran it the length of his crack. I stopped only briefly between his legs to lick the sweat of his balls. He urged his ass back into my face and my tongue found its spot. That secret place most men barely acknowledge as sexual, the one place that is so private we are all taught to never go there. But I pulled his ass cheeks just a bit further apart, pushed my face into his crack, and stuck my tongue deep into his hole. His smell and taste, made my dick jerk with anticipation. He smelled purely masculine, heady, primal. I started to open up his hole and go deeper into that velvety entrance. Each motion of my tongue had him pushing further back, and moaning how good it was, how he wanted me to go deeper. I told him that my cock would go deeper shortly. I spit into his hole and really worked it in with my tongue. Then I took my fingers and started to manipulate his sphincter. With each touch I could see shock waves ripple through the big man's body. As I continued I got one finger in, then two, then three. I had him primed and wanting. He begged me to fuck him.
I stood, and spit on my cock. I aimed my cock head at his hole and slapped it. His head reared back and he groaned, "Fuck me, now" I pushed the head of my cock at his hole, and felt the slight resistance to my invasion. Then he relaxed and my head pushed passed those tight muscles. He moaned loudly and I stopped just at that point. I knew that he needed time to adjust to the assault, no matter how much he wanted it. Once I felt his body relax, I pressed forward and slid my cock into the man. His back tensed, his head fell back and he groaned with ecstasy. "Oh fuck yeah man, give me that hard cock".
I grabbed his hips and started to push in and out of his hole. He would always back up to me as I slid forward, burying my cock deeper into his butt. We developed a rhythm and I was pounding his ass for all I was worth. Randy insisted on it being deep and long strokes, he wanted to feel all of me. Then he wanted it hard and fast and I complied. I was in heaven. I get such a great high off of fucking bigger guys, and this one was begging for me to. I noted the expanse of his back as he contracted and worked his body with mine. His ass ground into my pelvis wanting more of my cock inside him.
I know I could not hold off long at this pass, but I wanted to see his eyes when I came. I motioned for him to reposition so that he lay flat on his back.
I took those muscular legs and lifted them up on my shoulders. His ass exposed, I slid my cock back in. He closed his eyes and sighed as he felt the full length of me inside him. I started a nice easy pace of fucking his hole. He stared into my eyes and begged for more. I saw the intensity with which he was enjoying himself. He closed his eyes and pushed back into me with each thrust. I looked into that handsome face and knew I wouldn't be able to hold off long. The heat of that moist tunnel had my cock so sensitive, I knew it was heaven. The interior muscles of his ass milked my cock, just waiting for their reward. I told him I was going to cum.
He looked into my eyes, and in pure lust demanded my cum inside him. He wanted to feel my cock twitch as my cum shot deep into his bowels. He was jerking his cock as I fucked him, and from what I could tell he was close as well. I continued to stare into his eyes, and then with a long stroke, screamed as my cum spurted into him. He held me deep inside him and he started to twitch, his cock was spurting at the same time, and he moaned loudly as he came. "OH fuck, I am cumming, man" he exclaimed. I kept fucking my dick into his ass as my cum continued to flow. I held his legs up against my body and looked down at the powerful man beneath me. I leaned down and kissed him passionately. He returned the kiss with equal intensity.
Luckily we had not been walked in on, and we quickly got ourselves in order.
The sweat from the work out, combined with the exertion of the sex in the sauna had us both exhausted. We quietly left, showered, and changed. As we made our way outside, I was anxious to know if I would ever see the man again, or had he decided to leave the gym since having sex in it. To my surprise he walked me to my car. He looked me straight in the eyes and gave me a kiss. I was surprised by his public display, but there really wasn't anyone around. "I would love to see more of you Mike", he said. "I fucking loved the sex, but more importantly I like you." He proceeded to explain that he had been looking for someone like me. A man smaller in build, and that wanted to work out, hang out, and have great sex. He was a bottom, but versatile too. He wanted to start a regular thing with me, and maybe more. I was in total shock. I told him that this was too weird, as I was attracted to bigger guys, and was versatile, but topped generally. We both laughed.
Needless to say we started being work out buddies, and when we could arrange it at the gym, sex buddies there too. We also started taking the relationship outside the gym. I like baseball and so does he, so we have another thing in common. The sex is incredible. There is nothing like topping a man with a big muscular ass. It just primal.