Friday after the Gym

diabolicalpornstar · 06-08-2008

I’ll admit that originally I joined LPSG purely out of curiosity. I’d heard about the site in a newspaper article and figured I’d see what all these well hung guys needed support about. Personally I don’t fit into the ‘large penis’ category, my six inch cock has always stood proudly in the average category, however on a 5’6”, lean 140lbs physique looks can often be deceiving.
After many months of reading threads and checking out profiles I’ve come to realize that while I’m definitely not gay, and I don’t consider myself bi there is a certain type of guy that I find attractive, and I can definitely appreciate a long, thick porn cock. Now I say I don’t consider myself bi – I’ll probably have to rethink that after what happened on Friday.
I’ve been back at the gym regularly for the last three months now; I’ve never been quick to bulk up, but the effort has definitely helped sculpt me, accentuating my abs and shoulders. I work hard at it and its been paying dividends, making me more self-assured in and out of the bedroom.
About a month ago I started noticing an unfamiliar face. He was a couple of inches taller than me, with a broad chest, and thick arms. As he’d lift his shirt to wipe the sweat from his face, a set of washboard abs was clearly visible beneath his chiseled pecks. He had a boyish face with a great smile that he was always flashing as he’d chat up the different people working out. His close cropped, jet black hair was a startling contrast to his eyes; a sparkling blue that looked liked the waters around some tropical pacific island. Our workouts would often overlap, or we’d pass each other coming in or out of the change room. He’d flash me that smile as I’d walk by and I’d swear I caught him looking over his shoulder at me. Only once did I catch a glimpse of him in the shower. I’d stopped in to retrieve a few things from my locker, and he was there under the communal shower soaping up. In that moment I had to admit that this was the type of man that could get my blood pumping. He had the smooth, clean, skin of a swimmer, the tone of a bronze god, and with every twist and bend his muscles would flex and send little rivulets of water from one end of his gorgeous body to the other. Sadly there was only one muscle I never caught a glimpse of.
Last Friday was one of those shitty days, I had to work late, my plans for the night got cancelled and I thought the best way to blow off some steam was by hitting the weights. The gym was almost empty as I made my way through my last couple of stations, I had a good sweat going and my muscles were starting to ache. I ran a towel across my face and when I looked up he was walking towards me. He got this funny surprised kind of look on his face and as he approached and said,
“Hey man – glad to see a familiar face in here tonight. I figured I’d have the place to myself!”
“Me too,” I said, gesturing over my shoulder at the trio of doughy teenagers trying to figure out the bench-press, “You’ll be on your own pretty soon though. I’ve got two more stations, and then I think I’m gonna hit the sauna.”
“Sounds like a plan, Boss! Maybe I’ll catch you later.” he said, squeezing my shoulder and heading for the back of the room. Suddenly I realized my eyes were following his tight ass as he walked away, and my cock was starting to stir.
“Maybe I should have hit the strippers instead,” I mumbled to myself, shaking my head “I’m obviously hornier than I thought, sitting here checking out another guy’s ass!”
Twenty minutes later I was sitting in the steam room, a white towel wrapped casually around my waist, my eyes closed soaking in the after glow of an awesome workout. The thick cloud of water vapor was doing its job, relieving the tension in my back when I felt a cool breath of air on my skin. My nipples hardened involuntarily, as I opened my eyes. He stood there holding the door open with one hand and his towel closed with the other. He flashed me that smile.
“Mind if I join you?”
“Of course not. What happened to the workout?” I asked, the surprise at seeing him obvious on my face.
“Ah, I just couldn’t get into it watching the three stooges cheer each other through three curls of a ten pound weight. Plus I figured you’d be sitting here all alone and would probably enjoy some company. My name’s Todd by the way.” He reached his hand out and we shook.
“I’m Eric.”
He stepped in to the sauna, and the door closed behind him. In two quick motions he threw his towel into the corner, and sprung up to sit on the bench just kitty-corner to me. I couldn’t help it, my eyes immediately focused between his legs. The last part of his body didn’t fail to impress any less than the rest. Todd’s pubes were trimmed very close to the skin, his walnut sized balls hung loose, his sac shorn as smooth as a baby’s ass. His flaccid cock hung down easily five inches. It was thick and meaty with a few prominent veins that ran the length. Unlike me he was circumcised, and the lack of foreskin showed off a large spongy head. It seemed like ages before I remembered to look up and into his face. When I finally did, his eyes sparkled knowingly.
We spent the next fifteen minutes talking life, fast becoming friends. In the steam, and Todd’s presence, I was really starting to work up a sweat; the now damp towel was starting to chafe my ass. I tugged at it pointlessly.
“You know,” he said, “you might be more comfortable if you lose the towel. I never wear one in here!” He chuckled. “I like to let my cock breathe!”
At first I thought about refusing, but then I thought of all the times recently when I had wondered what if would be like hold or suck on another guys cock. If I was ever going to experiment with a guy, Todd had the kind of body I’d be interested in exploring.
“Good point!” I said, and unwrapped myself. His eyes widened just a little.
“Fuck, why so modest Eric, you’ve got nothing to be ashamed of!”
“I’m a shower, buddy, not a grower! It’ll get thicker and hard as fuckin’ steel, but not a whole lot longer.”
“I guess I’m just lucky. I get 8.5”, 9” when I’m really horny, and as thick as my wrist.”
“Man!” I said, shaking my head “I’d love to have a cock like that to put to work!” I couldn’t believe my stupid choice of words! I looked away from him in embarrassment. We sat there is silence as my Freudian slip hung in the air. Then I heard the creak of cedar and swung my head around. Todd was standing in front of me, with a roguish smile. His dick was starting to swell.
“Only a grower huh Eric? Well then let’s at least see how hard steel gets.”

diabolicalpornstar · 06-08-2008

He slid his hands up the inside of my thighs. There was electricity in his fingers, and my cock started to stiffen. One hand found my balls, which had already started to tighten in anticipation; the other found my semi and slowly started to stroke. With each downward tug my foreskin slid away to reveal the now deep purple head of my cock. I looked between his legs at what had become of his flaccid five inches. His veiny cock now stood straight up, the head just past his belly button, his blood obviously pumping hard.
“Wow! You do get hard!” he said, tightening his grip. I smiled sheepishly as he pushed me down so that I was lying on the bench. My cock was starting to ooze, and the precum lubed his strokes. His mouth found my nipples and his tongue went to work.
My breathing got heavy. I moaned obscenely. I was shocked by how good this sexy guy was making my cock feel and how much I was enjoying it. I suddenly realized how long it had been since someone other than me had made me cum, and I desperately wanted him to drain every once of sexual tension out of my body. I ran my hand up the back of his head and lightly gripped his hair; I gently pushed towards my crotch.
“I want you to suck my cock man!” He continued on his own, licking his way down my stomach until his mouth found my balls. I spit in my hand, and then reached down between his legs. I wrapped my hand around his thick staff, my fingertips not even coming close to touching. His sweat and my spit mixed to make a greasy lube that let me easily run my tight grip from the base to the head, his back arching as my palm grazed his sensitive glands. My cock twitched involuntarily as his greedy mouth sucked one nut and then the other. He breathed deeply and then grunted as my sweaty musk filled his head. Soon my dick was being enveloped by a hot warm mouth. Instinctively Todd new just how my cock loved to be sucked. The right suction, the right speed, just how to work the head. His warm saliva ran from his mouth, down my shaft, soaking my balls as he increased the pace. I stroked his meat faster, as I felt my balls tighten, his incredible mouth was going to make me cum faster than any woman’s ever had. Sensing how close I was to orgasm, Todd changed the rhythm and the angle forcing my cock between his jaw and his cheek. His change had the desired effect, what seemed like an inevitable orgasm was now slowly ebbing. I raised my head and looked in to his eyes. In that moment it was obvious that although this was my first time playing with another man’s cock, this definitely wasn’t Todd’s. And clearly Todd was a pro. With that realization the animal lust that had been slowly building inside me increased ten fold. I pulled his cock towards my face; I wanted to taste him. Knowing what I wanted he climbed up over me in a sixty-nine position. His massive sword was draped across my face. My tongue quickly found his engorged head, flicking tight circles over the sensitive underside, tasting the precum that had begun to drip out. It was sweet and dewy and I wanted more. I pulled him into my mouth, clearly a novice in the face of his expertise. For the next ten minutes we sucked each others throbbing cocks, he careful to bring me to the edge of orgasm put never past, me trying hard to keep up, my skills woefully inadequate. In the heat of passion I had an idea; I may not be the world’s greatest cock-sucker, but there is one thing I can do that has never failed to earn me squeals of delight from every wanton slut I’d ever bedded. I reached back around his hips and grabbed his butt, pushing him down my body, his spit shined cock leaving a shiny trail along my chest. Todd looked back over his shoulder questioningly as my own dick left his mouth.
I forced his hips down on to my face and buried my tongue in his asshole. I traced rough circles around his pucker, tasting his sweat. I flicked back and forth across his hole and then pushed my tongue deep inside eating his muscular ass.
“Ohhhhhhh, FUUUUCK Eric! Your tongue feels so fucking good in my ass! I knew the first time I saw you I wanted you to fuck me so good!”
I worked his hole with my mouth as his upper body collapsed on my thigh, one nearly continuous groan escaping from his mouth. He half-heartedly stroked my sloppy cock as he lost himself in his own pleasure.
Remembering the many threads I’d read on LPSG, a new idea struck me. I stuck my finger in my mouth, getting it sufficiently lubed for what I had in mind. I began tracing circles around his asshole, until his sphincter muscle began to relax. Todd lifted his hips to give me better access, his throbbing prick dangling mid air above my chest. I slowly pushed my finger in to his tight ass, as his breathing quickened; a second knuckled disappeared inside his body. I began to feel around, searching for the hard lump that was at the center of my plan. His body froze when I found it. Gently I began to massage his prostate, increasing the pressure as his cock responded to my touch.
Before long Todd’s panting turned to grunting, the volume slowly increasing as he approached ecstasy.
“I’m gonna cum! You’re not even touching my fucking cock and I’m gonna cuuu…..” the last syllable was lost in a massive exhale of breath as his swollen prick began to explode. I watched between his legs as thick ropes of cum erupted across my abs. Five, six, seven; his hot cum was now running in rivers down my sides; I was drenched in his spunk. His body trembled as I slowly withdrew my finger from his asshole. He collapsed on top of me, his sperm squelching between our stomachs. After a few minutes recuperation, his heavy breathing turning into euphoric laughs.
“Holy shit… That was incredible! I can’t remember the last time I came that hard…” He climbed down from the bench, his hand quickly finding and stroking my rock hard member.
“Sit up,” he pleaded, “I want to get on my knees for you and make you cum as hard as I just did! I want to taste your cum down my throat!”
I sat up as he dropped to his knees on the bench below, and once again to my throbbing meat into his mouth. His tongue had just started to work its magic, when we heard the sound of the outer change room door opening and the shouting voices of the three stooges in the weight room. I panicked as the thought of being caught getting head from another man raced through my mind, and my prick started to deflate. Todd quickly caught my hesitation, and he slid his mouth sloppily of my softening cock.
“Listen,” he started sensing my mood, “I wouldn’t mind a little more privacy to pay you back properly. You want to hit the showers and then go back to my place?” He slowly licked his lips, and then flashed me that smile.
I smiled back, nodding.
“Definitely!”

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