So I bet you can’t wait to find out what happened next with my mysterious gym hunk from the first part of the story My dirty gay date in the gym?
Obviously, because we never got to finish what we started in the sauna, I left the gym feeling wired and electric. I couldn’t believe something like that had happened – and with someone so hot! Obviously, every time I went to the gym after that I kept an eye out for him, but sadly he was never around. Still, I was enjoying going to the gym; it was something different to do after work or at the weekend, rather hat just watching TV or staying in bed. And there were LOTS of other fit guys there too – just none who were interested in anything more than lifting weights.
Eventually, after going a few months, I got over being intimidated by the weights area. I realised if I was ever going to put on the muscle I wanted to put on then I’d have to at least start lifting some dumbbells. I guess like a lot of things in life, as soon as I started lifting weights there I wondered what I’d ever been so nervous about; and the guys, who all looked so big and intimidating, were all so friendly! I guess everyone was a beginner, once.
And then I saw him again.
I was doing bench presses, and part way through I realized I’d put on too much weight and wouldn’t be able to rack the bar back – it was so scary, you suddenly realize this heavy metal bar is about to fall on your chest because you can’t hold it up any more! I mush have called out, because the next thing I knew I saw two strong hands grab the bar and rack it. I looked up – and it was him! He smiled down at me – that same smile I’d seen before – and offered to help spot me while I lifted. I’m amazingly shy, but how could I say no?!
I lay back down on the bench and he stood just behind me, so close his thighs were almost touching my head, so close I could feel the warmth coming from his body, smell she fresh sweat and musk from his crotch. I had idea if I’d be able to get through the workout since I was feeling so dizzy, so electric just being near him. I felt my cock begin to swell and panicked – what if people saw?! – then remembered I was wearing tight underwear, thankfully! Because there was no way I could stop it, no matter how hard I tried to focus as we carried on with the exercise.
If anything this was more electrifying than the sauna; we couldn’t touch each other, we couldn’t even touch ourselves! I wondered if his cock was hard too, I remembered how fat and hard it had felt in my hand, I wondered what it would feel like in my mouth… I was so close, but so far!
Obviously we carried on our workout together, and when we were finished headed to get changed together… to the showers together…
I was still show – I don’t know why, but I’m that way – so I scurried into the shower cubicle and closed the curtain behind me. Almost as soon as I’d turned on the shower I felt the warmth of his breath on my shoulder, felt his hard cock against my ass. Oh my God!
He reached around and grabbed my quivering cock and pulled me close to him, his cock pressing hard against my ass as he kidded my neck, hot water cascading down over us. Turning, I at last embraced him and kissed him fully, and deep, our two bodies hard against each other, hard and hot and wet. His strong hands stroked down my shoulders, down my back, squeezing my ass tight. I tried not to let out a moan, remembering we had to be quiet! – and wrapped my hand around his pulsing cock, beginning to stroke; as last I was kissing him, at last I was holding him! At last I was…
But no! Again we heard voices come into the showers, a group of guys; I wanted to carry on, I desperately wanted to carry on! But he was more cautious – or maybe he was just happy to keep me waiting. He kissed me – long, deep, full – and as the steam from the shower rose, he slipped through the curtain, and away.