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I've been going to this gym for about a year now, and I was really starting to get some results, because this was a pretty urban area I still felt a little intimidated out in the gym. Coming from a small town where everyone was at least 30 pounds overweight with no public transportation I always felt pretty good about my body until I moved out and realized that a majority of people don't drink beer and eat cheese every day and having an ideal weight was average not just reserved to the vegans. That's why I started going to this gym in the first place. I was only about 15 pounds overweight, but I had twigs for arms and no definition anywhere else for that matter. How can you be both overweight and skinny at the same time?
A year later and I had a pretty decent body. My chest and upper back were finally thicker than my waist and I could even see a ripple or two on my stomach. Not a single "pack" to speak of, but I had the beginning a v groove going down to my dick which I like to think emphasized it a bit more. My arms were still not tree trunks but when I flexed there were some muscle there. Biceps and triceps. With my trimmed darker body hair covering my chest and stomach blurring some of my chubbiness, if you squinted you could almost call me fit. Pretty good for being in my mid 30's.
The gym itself was ok to work out in but was frustrating to check out the clientele. All the hot guys out on the gym floor stayed out there and when they were done left without showering. There is one tall very white muscle bear of a man at least 6'6" who wears skintight short shorts and the tiniest tank tops. He is all muscle. Muscles on his muscles. Normally I wouldn't really be into the steroid guys, but he is so pasty white, and his entire body is just covered in fur. He keeps his face trimmed tight, but he is definitely the type to shave two to three times a day. Because he wears such skimpy clothes, I can see his shoulders, back, chest and thighs are all covered in a thick pelt. What I would give to see this Norse god naked. It's a weird combination of I want him and because I am just as pasty white as he is, I also want to be him. But he runs out of the gym about 15 minutes after I get there sweat drenched and heaving without even grabbing a towel. I hope he drives to the gym because I sometimes fantasize about getting locked in there with the accumulation of his sweat. His clothes are so tight I can almost see his dick outline in his spandex. Almost. But it's not meant to be.
Instead this left the locker room full of old flabby men and the oddly shaped creeps that lingered too long. Guess I fell into the later. It was a straight gym too. All the showers had their own stalls and both the steam room, and the sauna seemed to have an unwritten rule that towels clung very tightly around bodies. Some even wore shorts in. I never had so much of a peek of sweaty, wet dick and low hanging balls the whole year. Unless it was attached to a graying old man blow drying said flabby balls.
I had long ago given up trying to live out my fantasy of a quickie in the locker room. It was pretty much always too busy anyway. I go before work and half the city seems to go to my gym at that time. At any given time there are 25-30 guys in the locker room. I stuck with the locker room and the showers though. Being naked to me is such a turn on. It's exhilarating and frightening being naked. The second I walked into the locker room all I want to do was strip down naked let my slowly developing hairy body with a semi get the exposure it needs. I wouldn't like anything else than to wander around send a few emails, take a piss and sit in the sauna with other sweaty buff guys with their glistening chests and their massive soft cocks buried in the pools of their stretched-out ball sacks. But alas no one else did that and I'm also not a gutsy guy. I hated the towel etiquette in this locker room, but at the same time I didn't want to be another creep. I couldn't get out of my head either. What if I am a creep and everyone is repulsed by my body? So, while I hated this prudish locker room, I also appreciated it. I tried to take the exact time allowed to change out of my underwear and into a towel. I would sit in the sauna with my towel and my eyes closed imagining the chubby guy sitting as far away from me was the 6'-6" muscle bear covered in hair and thighs as thick as my stomach sitting right next to me naked as the day he was born sweat pouring down his body playing with his raging 12" hardon. But it wasn't to be.
On Fridays I worked from home and had more time to delay starting work since I didn't have to spend an hour commuting. That meant I could wake up later, and it also meant I could go to the gym late. It was the same type of guys at the gym, some of the gym rats from earlier would still be out on the floor. I always wondered if they had real jobs or just sold steroids on the side. There were a bit more older men and their sagging gross bodies but overall there were less people there.
A few weeks ago, I noticed a new guy hanging out in the locker room at my normal time on Fridays. He would grab the closest locker to the wet area, and he was always checking his bag or checking his phone the whole time I was in the locker room. I probably wouldn't have noticed him except for the fact that he would sit there completely and unabashedly naked the whole 30 minutes I was in the locker room. From the end of my workout through stripping off the sweaty gym clothes to a 1o minute sit in the sauna, then a 10-minute shower and dry down and finally a change into street clothes. During this whole time, he sat there completely naked. He wasn't my sexy pasty muscle bear, but he was pleasant on the eyes. And he sat there so long, I had plenty of time to slowly check him out. He was a bit older than me, probably in his early 40's greying hair and goatee but built like a dark Latino bull. His arms weren't that defined, but they were huge. Like two solid tan slabs of solid meat. They met his wide barrel chest with wide, thick shoulders and a dark mat of black armpit hair that I sometimes could see when he reached up to grab something from the top shelf of the locker. He had a patch of the same black hair down the center of his huge muscled chest sprinkled with some greys. His torso tapered down with a treasure trail starting at his belly button that followed a slight groove down to a thick bush with a cock head poking out. His comparatively tight waist flared out to a hairless bubble butt framed with massive thighs dense with dark black hair originating from his deep crack.
After a few weeks seeing him sit there he started to notice me as well and as I would pass him, he would do the straight bro nod at me. His eyes were slightly sunk, dark and soft. His course angular, face changed dramatically when he did the bro nod with a friendly half smile. As I would change back into my street clothes, I noticed he did that nod to almost everyone who walked by him when he wasn't looking at his phone or through his bag. You had to walk by his locker to get to the shower and his locker was one of the only ones where if you were sitting in front of it you could see guys getting into about half the showers. I got a little thrill dropping my towel just before getting into the shower so that if he was looking, he could see a flash of my naked ass or the outline of my dick, soft and sweaty from the sauna I just got out of. He rarely looked up whenever I looked back at him, though, so I figured he was one of those straight guys who was completely oblivious to the fact that he was in fact naked. As I didn't get anything else from him, he slowly receded into the back of my mind to where he joined the muscle bear playing grab ass in my mind while I daydreamed in the sauna.
Last week I got up to leave the sauna and through the door window I noticed my svelte Latino bull was on the other side of the door about to pull the handle as well. He saw and recognized me as we opened the door together. He stepped out of my way and gave his usual head nod, but this time as he was walking by he put is hand on my shoulder when he slid by me. It was an awkward hall and I ended up brushing my shoulder up with his chest as he touched my shoulder. He must have come from the steam room as his skin was soaking wet. He has very little hair on his torso and chest, and by the simple touch of hairless, sweaty skin I could feel the undulation of his hard muscles moving under the hot wet skin hitting the cold air. In that instant I knew he was all man. He smelled of sweat and dampness with an underlying smell of a cheap cologne. That smell mixed with the cedar smell of the sauna I just got out of and was a perfect storm for my dick. That combined with the touch of his hard, wet body instantly got me hard. But also made me flush and turn beet red. I mumbled excuse me under my breath as he let go of my shoulder. I never turned back for his response and practically ran to the showers.
I couldn't get him out of my mind all weekend and into the beginning of next week. I jacked off furiously thinking about that smell and his touch. The cum would fly out of me during those sessions way more then it has in years. However, I knew the upcoming week was going to be busy. I forgot about a deadline and I had to forgo a few days of the gym to get everything up and finished. By the time the next Friday rolled around I had all but forgot my brush in with the hot, tan bear and as I was finishing up my workout moving my way to the locker room I walked past the squat racks and saw a familiar face smile at me with his lopsided lips behind a well trimmed goatee. His deep eyes glittered as I walked by. I smiled back and felt my shorts twitch. I must be early I thought to myself and put him out of my mind.
I made it to the locker room and stripped off my clothes and started to quickly put a towel around my waist when I realized there was almost no one in the locker room. It took me a second to realize it was the Friday before Memorial Day weekend and everyone must have took off early. I was feeling frisky and threw the towel over my shoulder and walked to the sauna with my dick and balls swaying in the wind. The freedom gave me a little bit of a chub. Too bad no one saw. When I opened the door there was a guy in there easily 80 years old and scratching his ass over his towel. I quickly threw the towel on and sat down and shut my eyes to forget about him and the world.
The old guy eventually left, and I let the towel sink a bit to expose my pubes and the top part of my cock. I like the look of my pubes. They are reddish and quite full since I haven't trimmed then in a while. Going for the natural look. I was rubbing my fingers through them when I heard the door open. Resting my hand over what I was exposing I looked up to see my husky friend walk in. He had two towels- one folded in his hand and one around his waist. He barely looked at me, to busy concentrating in what he was doing, when in one smooth motion the towel around his waist fell off. He grabbed it with his open hand exposing two tight round hairless buns with deep dimples and thick black hair waterfalling out of his crack to the back of his thick, hairy thighs. He had no tan lines and I couldn't decide if it was because he had naturally darker skin or that he spent some time out in the sun naked. Looking at his current state and his perpetual state in the locker room, I would guess he was comfortable naked everywhere. I would be too if I had a thick, muscular body like his. He put the towel that was around his waist on a hook near the heater and turned back around and smirked at me exposing the front of his naked body including his cock. It wasn't the longest dick but it was hard as a rock, a full 5" pointing straight up to his chin, hard up against his trim pot belly. It was sticking out of his thick unshaven bush hiding in the deep black forest what I can only imagine to be two sweaty balls. No, the length wasn't what was impressive, it was the girth. His dick was easily wider than the width of a beer can. Also, that it was hard as a rock almost staring at me. The fat dick and flared mushroom head matched his beer keg body with his flared, hard chest. The only thing soft about him was his twinkling eyes staring at me. He knew he had my attention immediately even when I tried to turn away. Using another smooth motion, he unfurled the second towel he had in his hand and placed it on the bench next to me and with no other flourish he sat down. I looked back at him and he was staring at me. So was his heavy and hard cock head. I couldn't decide what to look at first but I did manage a barely audible "hey" He said "hey" back and lifting up his big muscular arm with surprising delicacy using his lightly callused fingers across my chest leaning against it to reach out and grab my nipple ring.
"So I have to know, did this hurt? I always wanted one, but I've been too chicken shit to get it done."
Completely bewildered my brain had lost touch with reality at this point. There was so many sensations going on my mind just short circuited. His arm up against my body, his ass and leg touching mine so close I could feel his leg fur lightly tickle mine. His manly and slightly damp fingers starting to give a little pressure to my nipple, and his eyes piercing into mine I could no longer tear myself away.
"Unnnngh.. I mean. Uh? a little? I had no feeling in it before the ring, but now they are so much more sensitive. Definitely worth it" I'm not sure he got all of it because I was barely audible and slightly stuttering the whole time. I think he got the jist of it, though, because after a second of processing he pulled it a bit and then let it go.
By this time, he had grabbed his thick, hard dick with his other hand and was stroking it lightly. He had fingers that were bigger and longer than mine, still couldn't wrap them around the girth of that veiny monster. In the few seconds since he sat down, I swear it got even thicker. His deep brown cockhead was leaking just a bit of precum and I absentmindedly licked my lips.
"Well if that's the case I probably shouldn't. My nipples are always super sensitive as it is."
I pulled my eyes away from his massive hog and looked at his nipples and sure enough, they were pointing straight out of his chest at attention waiting for someone to lick them. They were the same color as his cockhead a dark brown with a few wisps of hair framing them perfectly.
Barely audible, I said, "well we should make sure."
I let go of my towel and my now extremely hard dick popped up and out of the towel that I had loosely thrown over my lap which was only secured by my shaking hand. His eyebrows arched as I lifted my hand up to touch his far nipple. It could cut glass it was so hard. His skin was still wet from the steam room, but it made his skin almost clammy to the touch. When I touched him, he shivered raising goosebumps all over his body. He was still stroking his dick staring at my now exposed dick. I was definitely longer then him at almost 8" but I was nowhere near as girthy as he was. My cockhead was probably a ¼ of the size of his and a bright pink to his deep brown. I bent over and licked his other nipple as he grabbed my throbbing dick with his other hand and started lightly stroking it. It was my turn to shudder as I felt his warm clammy hand wrap around my dick.
"your body is so hot, man. I stare at your ass every time you walk past me. I can't get enough of it." he tells me. It never occurred to me that I had a cute butt, I guess the year of going to the gym 5 days a week has finally started to pay off.
He pulled me off his nipple and told me to stand up so he could get a better look of that sexy ass. I did as I was told, feeling exposed, naked in a public sauna standing in front of a naked stranger ass to face. I could clearly see through the door of the sauna an old guy in his towel walking down to take a shower. I quickly forgot it as he grabbed each cheek with a hand and started to shake it. Before I had a chance to think he dived in between my ass with his face. I bent over a bit just as his goatee gave me a light scrub on my exposed taint while his soft and very adept tongue found his bullseye right in my hole. He spent a few minutes buried deep in my hole only to come up for air and start licking my balls from behind. By this point I wanted in on this action, so I turned around and got on my knees and tried to get that massive log into my mouth which had to of grown even more since I last saw it. His veins were so engourged with blood they looked ready to explode. I licked his slit dripping with precum. He tasted salty and he tasted sweat. The closer I got to his balls the saltier he became. I eventually found his balls buried in his thick black pelt. They were tight to his body but huge golf ball sizes. I started playing with them each on there own time with my warm mouth to loosen them up from his body, then when I had them warmed up I got both og them in my mouth licking and sucking them. I could hear him groaning with pleasure above me. One hand playing with a rock hard nipple the other firmly latched into my ass hole. I couldn't delay it any more I tried to get that hard dark monster into my mouth. I licked the piss slit again with it's fresh precum nectar, and then got the flaring helmet lodged into my mouth. I didn't have a long distance to go, I don't think I even had to deep throat it, but getting my jaw wide enough to fit that girth in was a challenge. A challenge that I slowly overcame inch by inch. I finally got him in my mouth and I was right I could still lick his slit as he kept producing his sweat juices. I finally pulled back as I could feel myself starting to come with barely a touch from me.
"I think I'm going to come" I whispered.
"Come on my face" he told me. So I stood up and placed one foot on either side of his sitting ass cheeks and started furiously jacking my painfully hard cock. I aimed and came right in his mouth with my first shot, and proceeded to spray his cheeks forehead and finally his rock hard nipples on his beautiful chest.
I instantly sat down next to him to catch my breath and that's when I saw through the sauna window the old man who was coming from the shower reaching out to the door of the sauna. My dream man saw it to and instantly covered his raging hardon with a towel, but left all my come all over his now glistening body. He looked at me and said quickly: "you need a shower, I want to sit here for a while longer."
And with that the old guy opened the door and glanced at my now flaccid and exposed dick and sat in the other corner. I looked at my guy who now had his eyes shut tight slowly massaging his now soaked with cum nipples ignoring both me and the old guy.
I picked up my towel and walked to the shower with the towel over my shoulder. The guys can stare at my ass all they want.
This is my first attempt at an "erotic" story. I had only one more run in with him at the gym. Maybe if I get enough positive feedback, I'll write that story too.