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“Some days, I really hate you for making me get up early for this shit,” Joey said, out of breath, as he finished the last push up of his warm-up, arms wobbling. Reese, his best friend, was already standing up, stretching out his shoulders.
“Eventually, it’ll be second nature, and you’ll look forward to it,” Reese tried convincing him as he stood up. He shot him a look. Joey had started tagging along to Reese’s workouts and was complaining at every opportunity he got.
“I doubt it. I like sleeping in,” Joey said, pulling his arm overhead to stretch his tricep. Though he might not admit it yet, it was his favorite part of the day. He just really liked bitching.
“I know what’ll make you feel better; taking attendance,” Reese said with a growing smile. Having established a regular meeting time, the two of them had gotten to know the other gym regulars. Subsequently, they’d come up with code names for all their crushes so they could effectively talk about them.
“You’re right. Okay, let’s see. Is Gumby here?” Joey started them off. Gumby had a freshly 21, cheerleader-in-college type look to him. He earned his nickname because he was inhumanly flexible and clearly liked showing off at the end of all his workouts. And though that confidence sometimes tip-toed into arrogance, his ass more than made up for it. Even Joey, the self-proclaimed power bottom, had been caught ogling at Gumby’s ass in a squat more than a couple times.
“Here. Squat rack; are we surprised?” Reese countered.
“No. Next.”
“Daddy One?” Reese listed. Few men could pull off a beard quite like Daddy One could. His body was one you know would be like Heaven to cuddle, but you also know it wouldn’t last too long before things started poking around.
“Accounted for. And Daddy Two is as well. Free weights,” Joey said. Daddy Two’s bald head was as smooth as ever, even from a distance. The two daddies seemed to have no explicit connection. They’d never been seen talking or giving any indication that they know one another, but they always seemed to show up and leave at the exact same time. Reese and Joey’s working theory was that they were secret lovers who could only see each other from afar at the gym.
“And Adonis?” Joey asked, but you could hear the eye roll in his voice.
“Second inclined bench press to the right,” Reese answered with a shit-eating grin.
Adonis was Reese’s ultimate gym crush. It wasn’t just that he had a body for the gods, or that his curly hair framed his strong jawline just right, or even that there was a happy trail that Reese wanted so badly to follow every time he lifted his shirt up. He had a quiet confidence about him that Reese just knew would translate well to the bedroom. When it came to Adonis, he could step on Reese, and Reese would say, “Thank you.”
“Okay, stalker,” Joey teased.
“What can I say? I have an internal compass that finds him,” Reese replied melodramatically, bending over with wide legs for a hamstring stretch. Maybe there was a little extra arch in his lower back. Maybe not.
“I’m sure that’s not the only thing in there,” Joey said half under his breath, and then continued with, “Damn. Could you have found shorter shorts? If something pops out and you get banned, I’m gonna be pissed.”
“Relax. Nothing’s gonna pop out,” Reese reassured.
“Yeah, you say that now, but I know how you are,” Joey said giving him a knowing look, and Reese couldn’t help but laugh at the callout. He lightly pushed Joey, but Joey winced dramatically, holding his arm with care.
“I’m still sore,” he whimpered.
“Aw, poor thing… Let’s work out,” Reese said, taking delight in Joey’s suffering.
Their workout had started with flat bench presses. Reese straddled the bench, and rested the dumbbells on his thighs, feeling the weight press down on him. He thought that if he just closed his eyes and used a bit of imagination, it could feel like a person almost. He decided against it though.
Reese’s imagination had always been vivid. So much, in fact, that if he focused, it was almost as if the things he imagined would reach his senses. It was a blessing and a curse though. Sometimes, certain things were just too tempting to be left unexplored.
Right before he leaned back to lay down, a certain someone caught his attention. Adonis was walking by, and the light caught him at just the right angle to make his skin glow from his light layer of sweat. A few strands of hair were matted to his forehead, and his istanbul travesti arms were pumped. Reese caught a glimpse of a hint of a bulge as he lay down, and Adonis walked away. That’s all it took though.
Looking up, Reese was pleased to see Adonis standing over him, crotch bulging out noticeably more than it had been a few seconds prior. He placed his hand on Reese’s forearms and smirked down at him. His palms were big and warm against his skin, and his body heat radiated off of him like a furnace. The temptation was so close. Reese’s crotch pulsed for a moment as he settled into the moment.
His muscles ignited as the weight lowered and his chest expanded. His eyes remained locked on the true prize dangling above him. Rep after rep pumped more and more blood throughout his body, and it went everywhere. His dick began to grow enough to mildly protest the fabric holding it in place.
Near the end of his set, Reese could really feel the burn in his chest. The first sweat of the workout beaded on his forehead and rolled back into his hairline. He loaded the weights for his last rep but paused. Without hesitation, Adonis lowered himself down and reached out. With precision, he pinched Reese’s nipples with just enough force to send a bolt of pleasure shooting through his veins.
“Push,” Adonis said flatly, and Reese could tell that it was more of a command rather than encouragement. He took a deep breath, pushed the weight back up, and sat up.
Adonis was nowhere to be seen. Reese sat there for a moment to catch his breath and to also calm himself down a bit. When he and Joey traded spots, Reese’s eyes wandered the room. One of his favorite parts of going to that particular gym was the sheer amount of eye candy to behold. It was a dangerous thing to mix with his rampant, lusty imagination.
There was only the briefest flash of Reese being on the receiving end of a bukkake in the center of the stretching area.
“You guys done?” A tall, handsome man asked, pointing to their bench as Joey put his weights away.
“Yeah! All yours,” Reese responded, snapping back to full reality. Though a thick droplet of sweat rolled from his forehead down his face, and it sent some kind of feeling down south.
As for the two gym partners, they moved on with their routine. It mostly involved chest, back, and arms. Whenever they weren’t counting reps, they talked about this and that. Every so often though, Reese would spot a nice ass through the mirrors, or he’d see someone lift their shirt to wipe the sweat from the face. It was actually a real effort of his to not let himself get fully erect. Joey was probably right about the possibility of his dick popping out, and that wasn’t a testament to his size, which was a bit above average still, but more so a comment on his inseam, or lack there of.
About 30 minutes later, Reese’s back, arms, and legs lit up as he pulled on a row machine. The metal handle dug harshly into his hand, but he had begun building up a resistance to it. As he lowered the weight for his final set of the day, Joey checked his phone and jumped.
“Shit! I gotta go! I’m gonna be late. Talk to you later?” Joey panicked as he started making his way towards the locker room.
“Yeah! I’ll text you. See ya,” Reese responded as he waved. Joey power walked away, and just like that, he was gone. All that was left for Reese to do was stretch.
The designated stretching area had the best view of the gym because it was right in the center of it all. From Reese’s vantage point, he could see the squat racks, the free weights, all the machines, and the cardio deck. It was like his throne, and as foot traffic increased, more and more attractive men were around.
Reese loved watching the gym’s hottest members do squats, hip thrusts, and pull ups as he stretched. At one point, he laid forward in a straddle, and his bulge made itself known. Daddy One and Daddy Two both walked by him, not together though, as he lay there, and he had to focus really hard on literally anything else to save his decency. Another close call involved watching a guy do kettle bell swings. For some reason, Reese’s sex drive was out of control.
After his stretching, Reese made his way to the locker rooms. He was reading an email when he rounded the corner, looking up just in time to see none other than Adonis. He was getting dressed into street clothes, but Reese got a clear view of his upper body before he pulled his shirt down. A lump filled his throat, istanbul travestileri and he glued his eyes to his phone to avoid staring. He made his way to his locker and fumbled with putting the combination in.
How many times had he fantasized about locker room play? Ever since he could remember. Oh, the things that he would let that man do to him right then and there. He could already see himself getting railed right on that bench, without mercy. But he had to think about literally anything else or he’d pop a boner, and that could not happen then.
Adonis pulled his shoes on and began digging through his bag. After a minute without success, he pulled some clothes out, fished out his keys, and shoved everything else back in. He stood up, flung his bag over his shoulder, and something went flying. Without noticing, Adonis rounded the corner, and Reese listened to his footsteps until they faded into ambient noise.
He almost forgot about them, as if it had just been a trick of the light. But then, his eyes focused on the grey lump laying in the corner. His dick hardened at record speed and poked right out of the bottom of his shorts as he identified Adonis’ dirty underwear lying on the floor.
***
The next 20 minutes were a blur.
Unzipping his bag in the privacy of his own bedroom had never been such an adrenaline rush. Reese stripped down to nothing and sat cross legged on his bed when he reached into his bag to pull out his stolen prize.
The fabric of the boxer briefs were still wet to the touch from all the sweat that must have accumulated from Adonis’ rigid workout routine. The man always went hard too; Reese would know. He used to wonder just how sweaty he got, and now he had the answer in his own two hands. Holding the underwear as if they were made of fragile porcelain, Reese gently stroked the darkest parts of the soaked fabric with his fingertips. His middle finger was the one to come across the stray pubic hair. His stomach turned, and at that point, his cock felt like it might explode.
If there had been any shadow of a doubt about what he was about to do, it vanished. Adonis’ sweaty gym underwear met Reese’s face without hesitation, and he took the deepest inhale he had taken all day. The poignant stench was the most concentrated right on the crotch, and that is exactly where Reese buried his nose. It burned his nostrils and brought tears to his eyes in such an erotic way. Adonis’ underwear were rancid.
Reese laid backwards and adjusted them so that he was wearing them on his head, dick-side front. His right eye could see out, but the left was covered. He smiled and let his hands wander south. Knowing that his gym crush’s cock, ball, and ass sweat was all over his head was getting him high on lust.
And suddenly, there he was. Adonis was grinding his hips on top of Reese’s face. His thick thighs straddling his head as his balls pooled over his nose. Even flaccid, his member was tantalizing just laying there. And there was that musk straight from the source. It was intoxicating. Reese’s eyesight blurred, and all of that body heat radiated between the two of them until a shiny layer of perspiration formed on them both. Reese wrapped his arms around Adonis’ legs and pulled him in closer, not able to get enough.
“That’s right. Inhale that fucking odor. You look so pretty with my balls on your face,” Adonis growled down at him.
“Yes, sir,” Reese whimpered, blinking his eyes to see that no one was there. He was alone again on his bed, and he had reached down to give himself long and gentle strokes, careful to not send himself over the edge too quickly.
Already, precum was oozing out of his slit. It quickly became lube for the underside of his sensitive head, and light moans escaped him. With his free hand, he pressed the fabric into his face once more, and ever so slightly tightened his grip around his shaft.
“Fuck me, please,” he begged to no one, completely entangled by his desire. His back arched, and his working hand moved down across his taint to gently probe his hole. His eyes closed tight, enjoying the sensation, letting his imagination take control once more. The weight of Adonis returned.
“Oh, you’d like that wouldn’t you? You wanna feel this dick throb inside of you, huh?” Adonis asked in an almost mocking tone.
Reese opened his eyes to see the expression of a dom who knows they’re in complete control. The cockiness was in his eyes. He reached back with his strong travesti istanbul arms, and popped a wet finger into Reese’s tight hole, eliciting a squeak from him. His body immediately accepted it, already asking for more. Reese arched his spine so that his finger would go even a millimeter deeper. Reese nodded, face contorted in pleasure.
“Well that’s too. fucking. bad. Now open up and suck,” Adonis said flatly, grabbing Reese by the cheeks and squeezing. His mouth opened, and Adonis spit into it. Following quickly behind that was his fat head. His dick was still soft, but it filled Reese’s mouth regardless.
Like a good cock sucker, Reese suckled on his head as if the elixir of life was going to come out. The taste of his salty skin was delicious against his tongue as he circled it and flicked and licked long and slow. For what felt like ten straight minutes, Reese actively sucked his cock head, and genuinely loved every second. Adonis looked down at him and moved some hair from his forehead with the slightest of smiles. Not once did he get hard in those ten minutes, but for some reason, that only made Reese hornier.
Reese’s eyes fluttered shut as he focused on memorizing the shape and feeling of Adonis’ thick head resting on his tongue. Then, a third finger prodded into his hole. Wait a minute. Third? He didn’t even remember the second going in! Either way, his ass took it and relished in the prostate massage. His cock throbbed, pushing a gob of thick, white cream out.
“Fuck!” He cried out, but the word was muffled. Reese opened his eyes to see nothing but the ceiling above him. The surprise though, was that Adonis’ underwear had ended up in his mouth, and he had been sucking the juices from them for who knows how long. Now, the sweat was indistinguishable from his saliva.
A wave of shame suddenly washed over him. How dirty and depraved could he be to steal a stranger’s underwear to touch himself with? Doesn’t that make him a literal pervert? What about all the boundaries he’d crossed and privacy he had invaded? Was this crossing the line? He felt dirty.
Reese pulled the underwear from his mouth but felt something tickle his tongue still. He opened wide and reached inside. After a minute of slight struggle, he extracted, unmistakably, one of Adonis’ thick, black pubic hairs. It had gotten stuck between his teeth.
He looked at the hair. He looked at his dick, which was still hard as a rock. Then, a whisper rode by on the wind saying, “Sniff, bitch,” and just like that, the wave receded back into the ocean.
In one swift movement, Reese pressed the pube back into the underwear, pressed the underwear back into his face, and flipped himself over pressing his covered face into his pillow, leaving his ass up in the air. He breathed it all in once again. They were freshly dampened by his spit, but it still had that strong original musk lingering in them. Reese couldn’t help it any longer after that; he reached down between his legs and started jerking his dick off with vigor.
“That’s it. Jerk yourself off to me. Take it allllll in,” Adonis said with a cheeky laugh. Reese pulled the underwear down a bit to see that Adonis was sitting wide legged, massive cock hanging free, and he (Reese) had his face smashed into his taint. Those heavy balls laid across part of his cheek. Adonis smiled as Reese instinctually pushed his face into his crotch even harder, thanking him with his eyes for every second of it.
Reese’s strokes had him nearing the edge at a rapid pace. He took another deep inhale of Adonis’ beautiful scent, and leaped. Eyes rolled back. Time and his breath froze in place as the feeling of total ecstasy travelled up through his shaft and exploded with an audible splash into the bedsheets. Both time and breathing resumed with the jets of cum that followed. They just kept coming as Reese whined into the pillow. His whole body squirmed as he completely unloaded his balls. Once finished, his body gave out and he landed right in his mess.
Probably five minutes passed before Reese could bring himself to pick his head up. Slowly, he pulled Adonis’ underwear away from his face and stared at them.
“Damn. That was a good orgasm,” Reese said, letting out a small laugh. He picked himself up to find himself absolutely covered in his own sticky spunk. It was also evident that it was time to do laundry as well. It was time for the clean up process.
Second drawer down in his nightstand; that’s where the underwear would live, at least for the time being. Reese knew he’d have to wash them for sanitary purposes eventually, but he figured he could get another session or two done first.
‘You won’t believe what I just did’ he sent to Joey right before he got in the shower to rinse off.
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