It was just after 2am when Steve pulled into the car park of the 24hr gym, the lights were still on and lit up the completely deserted workout area inside. As he got out of the car and carried his bag of gym equipment towards the door, he saw another figure moving through the shadows on the edge of the car park heading towards the entrance. Steve wasn’t overly worried about being attacked, at 6-4 and 260 pounds of pure muscle he wasn’t exactly an easy target for a mugger.
He walked into the lit entrance way and swiped his 24hr access card to open the door. The dark figure moved into the light behind him and held up his own 24hr access card in way of greeting.
“Strange time to meet someone else going to the gym” Said the new guy. He was at least half a foot smaller than Steve and with his skinny arms, he didn’t look as though he spent enough time at the gym.
Steve just grunted his agreement. He didn’t really feel like talking to this guy who would probably just use the elliptical runner machine and finish with some stretching on a yoga mat.
They both went into the gym and then split up to go their separate ways. Steve went and got changed and when he got back the guy was busy lifting the free weights that the girls use when doing a step class. Steve tried to block out the presence of the smaller man while he went through his back and arms routine. His muscles looked great in his tight singlet, it was a shame that there were no women in the gym to watch him as he pumped out a fifth set of dumbbell curls.
He caught a glimpse every now and then of...
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Touché for the skinny guy!!
Damn I wish that would happen to me at the gym
It was a hot story, especially with both characters having been so well endowed. The setting harkened my memory back to the days I belonged to a private weight club within an old Y.M.C.A. There was a combination lock and our private club was comprised of 2 old squash courts we all renovated, with the 2nd room in the back containing a full wall of mirror and carpeted.
One late night there were only 2 of us there: myself in one room doing bench presses, and in the mirrored and carpeted room down a short, dark hallway off the rear of the outer room was Jack using the bicep curl machine facing the mirrored wall.
Jack was an extremely handsome man with salt-and-peppered black hair and big, defined biceps. I am 6’3″ and a muscled 235 pounds, big chest, strong legs, muscular ass, large nipples and a thick uncut cock.
I had finished my chest work and wandered out through the dark short hallway to the back room to do my arm work. I said hello to Jack, and watched as he did a set of machine curls before I asked to work in with him. We alternated a couple sets, and then took a breather. There seemed to be an ever-increasing sexual tension, especially knowing we were the only 2 in this underground isolated and locked chamber.
As I admired and commented on Jack’s beautiful biceps I touched his right bicep in a casual, complementing way while expressing my admiration. As I touched his flesh, and with the size of my cock being what it was – and on a night when I had forgotten to pack my jockstrap in my gym bag, it was impossible to not notice by stiffening and engorging man-meat. Jack stared at the tent in my gym shorts, and I could see his reaction with a look of lust and a bulge in his tight shorts that evidenced an ever-growing circle of wetness at the end of a pulsating a twitching thick, log outline.
The secluded, overwhelming sense of lust and air of sexual desire between the two of us quickly gave way to facing each other bulge-to-bulge as we embraced and our tongues wrapped around each other inside our mouths as we kissed and the pulled each others tank tops over our heads, and our large nipples rubbed together as we embraced, while watching it all in the wall of mirror.
Both of us had furry chests and after a while of embracing and kissing, we each removed the others gym shorts, freeing our throbbing and seriously drooling thick cocks to duel, rub, grind and slide in the copious amounts we each were producing.
It wasn’t long before we were writhing on the carpeted floor in front of the mirrored wall, watching ourselves tangle in lust and pleasure in the mirror – which was fuel more even more frenzied frottage.
The erotic, intensely sensual touching and grinding frottage continued for a long time, and was further enhance when Jack reached over and pulled a bottle of poppers from his gym bag. Drooling thick clear streams of precum pooled into large wet circles on the light blue carpet beneath us. Finally we stood facing the mirror. I have thick foreskin which I pulled over the large head of Jack’s thick cock. Jack reached down and began to masturbate our wet, docked cocks. The sensation was the most incredible feeling of its kind I had ever experienced. We excitedly watched in the mirror as we pulled our pulsated cocks apart, watching the long, thick, clear glistening strand of precum slope in a long hanging strand connecting to our respective piss slits on each end.
The lustful sensations morphed into an urgent need to release our sperm. Therefore, naked and boned we each grabbed the others thick flesh tube and began mutual masturbation all while watching ourselves in the mirror. Finally we both began to breath heavier, groaning and writhing in pleasure, and almost at the exact same time we each shot thick ropes of pearly white cum on the mirror, watching the globs of cum cascade down. We turned facing each other embracing and still shaking in our respective orgasms, and with our cocks still drooling cum, my cock nested in Jack’s black furry bush while his pushed against the thick profuse forest of medium brown, thick fur which surrounded my cock and balls and trailed under my balls up into my ass crack. Gobs of white cum matted and drenched our respective bushes.
We got together subsequently at Jack’s apartment occasionally, sometimes with one or two other hot friends of Jack on his California King Bed indulging into some pretty intense, writhing “man-piles”, but that initial session with Jack in the back, mirrored room of our private weight club was something special I never forgot!
Thanks for writing this story that reminded me of that gym session I just described!
I loved it. Love a skinny guy dominating a muscular guy and making him submit
This was a funny ending!
No matter how this was prosed it was to extreme for my liking…
2mhm4170 — agree with you completely, and the strong character has an interesting resonance with the ancient Greek story of Milo of Croton.
Because of his physical strength or in his vanity?
lol, nice twist at the end, and yes it’s rape, maybe just put a non-con warning at the start for peeps who are a bit squeamish about that. Good story,
This is rape. It’s one thing to have a rape fantasy but quite another to being constrained against your will. Keep the fantasies for your sex partner(s) on a one-to-one consensual basis. If there was some teasing, some indication of mutual attraction, some element of consensual s/m it would add to the story. But as it is, it is simply rape