| Gay: True Stories: The New Gym (1/2) |
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It was the beginning of a new year and I had just turned twenty-five. I had recently lost a lot of weight and decided that I needed to tone up so I joined a local gym. My first night there I had been jogging on the treadmill and while doing so this incredibly gorgeous guy caught my eye. He was at least 6’4 with a massive chest and strong, muscular thighs. A lock of his slightly wavy blonde hair fell over one eye and I nearly sighed out loud. His cheeks were flushed and glistened with sweat as he got up from the weight bench. We made eye contact and he smiled at me. I smiled back and muttered a “hello”. Now I am not normally a very shy person, but I was a little intimidated by this guy’s good looks and I found it difficult to speak to him past that initial “hello”. Fortunately for me, I didn’t have to because he made his way over to me. He introduced himself and the two of us made idle chit chat for a few minutes before, to my pleasant surprise, he invited me out for coffee. We quickly took our showers and changed clothes before we left the gym. We decided to take one car since traffic was terrible that time of day and we figured that parking might be an issue at the coffeehouse. The place was in an area of town that had very limited places to park and when you did find an open spot it was usually a long walk away from where you were headed. On the way there, we fell into easy conversation and discussed just about everything under the sun. Even though my new friend was making interesting small talk, I was more interested in him. I just couldn’t keep myself from staring at the bulge in his pants and longing to explore him with my mouth. I could tell that he wanted me too, because he would glance from the road to me as he drove and his eyes seemed to be filled with a lust he was trying to contain. The sexual tension in the car was so thick that you could almost see it hanging in the air. We arrived at our destination and found ourselves a place to park. He shut off the car and turned to look at me. Without uttering a word, he leaned towards me. As our lips met, I was overcome with relief that I had been correct about him wanting me too and elated that hopefully I would soon be able to investigate the bulge in his pants that I had been admiring. His kiss was soft at first, but it became more forceful as he slipped his tongue into my mouth. I ran my hands down his chest. I could feel the muscles underneath the cotton fabric of his t-shirt as I moved my fingers down the length of his abdomen and stopping at his crotch. I felt his hardened cock, bulging under the zipper. It was begging for me to free it from its constraints. I quickly undid his belt and unfastened his zipper. I pulled his manhood out from his jeans and held it in my hands. I ran my fingers along the stiffness as I lowered my head and began to tease the tip with my mouth. I slid my tongue into its slit as his pre cum oozed into my mouth. I grabbed his balls with my hand and began to roll them about in my palm as my fingers |
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