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-=[ Gym Afternoon ]=-
Paul Stanley finished his jog and walked off the outdoor track,
breathing heavily. It was a sunny late spring day and the afternoon was
warm. He had taken off his shirt and stuck it in his waistband early in
his run, and used it now to wipe the sweat from his face and chest as he
headed toward the locker room. The exercise program he had begun several
months before included weights as well as running. Looking in the
full-length mirror earlier as he had changed, he had been pleasantly
surprised by the increasing muscle mass in his chest and shoulders. His
hard work was paying off; now, if only someone would notice.
Paul's locker was in a room in the basement of the gym. He hurried a bit
to get there, as it was often closed and locked earlier than the others
in the building. Apparently it had been the last to have lockers
assigned that year, as only the three or four aisles nearest the door
had occupied units. There was a small additional room off the back of
the main locker room, near the showers, with only temporary lockers.
Paul knew of course that a lot more than changing went on there. He had
seen men in towels stroll in with elaborate casualness, or look out
through the windows of the double doors to see if anybody could be
enticed to join them. He himself had occasionally tricked there. Not
lately, though. The few men he had seen who interested him hadn't seemed
to return the feeling. More that once Paul had thought in disgust, hey,
I'm not that ugly. Who are they waiting for, anyway?
Paul did not see anyone in the locker room as he walked in, but he heard
the shower running. He found his locker and stripped off his sweaty
running gear. Leaving it on the bench, he got his towel and shampoo out
of his locker. Just then the shower stopped. Paul walked to the showers
and entered the outer area where towels were hung. The man who had been
showering was there, drying himself. He looked up at Paul and smiled and
nodded.
Paul managed to say, "hi," with some difficulty. He was amazed at the
man's friendliness, for there was no doubt that this one was the genuine
article. Strong features, dark eyes, even white teeth under a mustache,
almost black like his wavy hair. His body was well muscled without being
overdeveloped. Defined pectorals were lightly covered with hair that
thickened as it descended over washboard abdominals, smoothly joining
with the thick pubic mass out of which appeared a nicely sized and
shaped cut cock with darker, conical head and small round balls. Sturdy
arms and legs completed the picture.
Taking all this in swiftly with a practiced eye, Paul found himself to
his embarrassment getting a hardon. He swiftly dropped his towel to
cover himself as he passed the dark stranger to enter the shower.
Hanging it on the shower head next to him, he turned on a cold blast to
steady himself. Gasping from the sudden chill, he felt his incipient
erection subside. Paul could not resist turning toward the outer area
again. Now the dark man's back was to him. The sight of broad shoulders
tapering in a perfect V-shape to firm buttocks brought lust coursing
into Paul's body again. This guy is just too much, he'd never look twice
at me, Paul thought, sighing inwardly. With an effort he turned away and
got down to the business of cleaning himself up. As he concentrated on
soaping and shampooing himself he began to feel calmer. Lack of sex was
sure beginning to have an effect. When he turned toward the shower
entrance again the man had left. Just as well, Paul thought with mingled
relief and regret.
He finished his shower, dried himself off, and went back to his locker,
which was directly in front and some distance away from the double doors
that led into the back locker room. As he bent to open it, Paul, out of
force of habit, glanced toward the back room. To his surprise he saw the
dark handsome man he had encountered a few minutes earlier, a towel
around his waist, standing at the entrance, gazing outward. His eyes met
Paul's, sending a frank and unmistakable message. Paul's breath
quickened and he felt his cock stiffen as he held the other's gaze.
Finally the man moved on.
Paul quickly opened his locker and put his articles inside. Closing it,
he hitched his towel around his waist and walked quickly to the back
locker room, passing through one of the doors and letting it fall closed
with an audible thump. Despite his excitement he felt in control--he
knew exactly how this game was played. His cock sprang out in full
erection as he removed the towel from his waist and took it in his hand,
walking back to the last row of lockers in the small room.
The dark man was there, of course. He too had dropped his towel which
lay on the bench behind him. He stood with one foot on the bench,
leaning forward, a hand on his bent knee, smiling. Paul walked toward
him, then stopped momentarily, hypnotized by the masculine perfection
before him. The stranger's hand went to his cock and that brought Paul
out of it. He took another step and the dark man moved to meet him. Both
men's hands reached out simultaneously for the other's tool. As Paul's
hand made contact with the smooth hardness he had been admiring at a
distance, he let his eyes drop to his prize. He gripped the shaft,
noting with satisfaction its length and thickness. His thumb slid over
the smooth head and reached the moist opening at the front. Lifting the
cock, Paul used his thumb to spread the precum over the head. He heard a
quick intake of breath from the other man in response.
The hands of the stranger had been occupied too, squeezing and fondling
Paul's organ. Now they moved up, found Paul's nipples and began to work
them expertly so that the blond threw his head back, eyes closed in
pleasure. After a few moments Paul bent his head down, brushing his lips
across the darkly furred chest in front of him until he reached the
nipple. Opening his mouth, Paul let his tongue flick slowly and
delicately across it. As the other's breathing quickened, Paul began to
twist and squeeze the other nipple as he engulfed the first with his
entire mouth, keeping his tongue in constant motion. In a few moments
the stranger gasped and pulled away.
Paul spoke to his partner for the first time. "What's wrong?" He asked.
The other man smiled. "Sorry. That just felt so good I couldn't take
it--very nice."
"So are you." Paul knelt, his hands cupping the other's hard dimpled ass
cheeks. He closed his eyes as he let the jutting flesh of the dickhead
play across his face, burying his nose in the pubic hair. Finally he let
his lips part and close on the cock. Slowly he slid down past the head
and down the shaft, then up again. Giving head to this guy felt very
good. As Paul increased the pressure and pace of his efforts, he began
to pull on his own stiff dick with one hand. The man standing before him
began to sigh again, his hands caressing Paul's tousled blond head as
the kneeling man buried his face in his crotch, taking the entire length
of erect cock down his hot throat. A moan escaped his mustached lips as
Paul twisted his head on the way up. The blond now raised his hands to
the chest in front of him, teasing the nipples as he continued his
efforts on the stiff cock which hadn't left his mouth for a second.
Paul raised his eyes and saw the dark man's head thrown back, his eyes
closed and mouth open in pleasure as his partner worked him with mouth
and hands. Paul's knees were beginning to hurt from the cold tile floor
of the locker room but he didn't care. He felt the strong hands on his
head, caressing and guiding him, and felt a rush of pride that he could
give this much pleasure to another man. He grasped the ass again and
lunged forward, deep- throating the cock until it choked him, keeping
the rod stuffed in his mouth even as he gagged. With a grunt the man in
front of him pulled back.
"Hey, friend, no need to choke on my account."
Looking up, Paul grinned, though he was gasping and his eyes were
watering. "Wouldn't be a bad way to go."
The other man laughed. "So you like what you're doing."
"Couldn't you tell?"
"I sure could. I like to do it too." Hands under his arms pulled Paul to
his feet. "Now it's my turn."
He knelt and soon the blond felt waves of pleasure flood through his
body up from his crotch. His partner's hands and mouth moved rapidly and
expertly, making a hot slippery tunnel for Paul's cock. Then lips and
tongue washed his balls while a strong hand continued to work the stiff
rod. As the mouth again surrounded his cock, Paul looked downward at the
masculine form before him, at the face with eyes closed, then down the
broad shoulders and muscular back to where the cleft of the ass was
visible. He let his hands rove down the back and around the muscular ass
cheeks. He then cupped the dark man's face, raising it to his own as he
bent down and placed his lips on the other's mouth. Paul fleetingly
wondered whether his partner would even want to kiss him, but the
stranger took his mouth even more eagerly than he had his cock or
nipples. Muscular arms encircled him as the man rose and kissed Paul
passionately. Paul hugged back with equal abandon as their tongues and
lips tangled together. After long moments they broke apart. Paul let his
head fall against the shoulder in front of him, letting out a long sigh.
His partner spoke again. "Anything the matter?"
Paul chuckled. "Not one damn thing," he replied, "except maybe that I
don't know your name."
The dark man smiled. "I don't know yours either. I guess I was more
interested in other things...Anyway, I'm Gary, and you're...?"
"Paul. Gary, you are hot."
"Likewise," Gary replied. "There I was in that shower, thinking I was
the only one in the place, and then you walked in. Made my day."
He took Paul's cock in his hand again, while reaching around behind with
his other. Paul felt Gary's strong finger push into his asshole and
closed his eyes from the new rush of pleasure. "Mm, I'd love to take
something bigger up there."
Gary grinned as he continued to play between Paul's ass cheeks. "I
thought you'd never ask. Turn around and bend over." Paul obeyed. As he
crouched and put his hands on his knees, Gary knelt down again. In a
moment the blond felt the soft, wet touch of Gary's tongue on his butt,
moving closer and closer to the crevice between his legs until it
tickled the hairs around his hole. Then the tongue began to probe the
soft flesh of the hole itself. Paul 's eyes closed and he groaned softly
as he pushed his butt back against Gary's invading tongue, trying to get
as much of it up his asshole as he could. His friend redoubled his
efforts, moving his head from side to side, pressing his lips against
the soft flesh as he thrust his tongue into the prized orifice. The
grunts and obscene smacking sounds coming from the man rimming him drove
Paul into a frenzy of lust. "Come on, man. Yeah, eat my ass. Stretch
that hole and get it ready for your big fat cock," he whispered through
gritted teeth, pulling on his cock. "You're getting me so hot...can't
wait to feel that rod slamming into me."
"You got it, buddy," replied Gary, rising to his feet. He pulled Paul
back toward the bench where their towels lay, and reaching under his
own, pulled out a small plastic tube. He winked at Paul, who had turned
to look at him. "I came prepared." Gary squeezed some clear gel from the
tube and quickly applied it to his hardon, staring at Paul all the
while. Paul, feasting his eyes on the sight of this hot stud preparing
to fuck him, thought he could shoot his load right now. Gary finished
applying the lube and sat on the bench with his legs on either side. His
erection jutted stiff and glistening in front of his body. He motioned
to Paul. "Want to start with you riding on top?"
"Sure thing." Paul said, moving toward Gary. Putting a hand on his
friend's shoulder, he straddled Gary's body and took the cock with his
other hand and guided it toward his waiting hole. Bending his knees
slowly, he pressed the hard flesh against the opening, and felt himself
beginning to yield. In a moment he gasped as the head of Gary's member
passed the sphincter and his hole closed behind it, squeezing the
invading flesh. This moment always hurt but he knew he could take it.
Sure enough, very quickly his ass relaxed, and the rest of Gary's dick
began to slide into him almost without any effort on his part. He bent
his knees further until he was sitting on his partner's thighs and knew
that the entire cock was inside him. Closing his eyes, Paul savored the
moment, pressing down with his body into Gary's lap to get it in as far
as he could. His partner let out a grunt of pleasure. Paul opened his
eyes, looking at Gary, and saw that his handsome face was dreamy with
lust. Paul began to ride Gary's cock, tightening his ass muscles to give
maximum friction as he slid up and down on the greased pole of flesh.
With his right hand he pulled on his own stiff organ.
"Oh yeah," said Gary. "Ride that cock, man...feels so good." Leaning
forward, he took one of Paul's nipples in his mouth, adding to the
blond's stimulation. He began to thrust upward with his body in reaction
to Paul's movements. In a moment Gary said, "Lie back on the bench, man,
and let me really fuck you now."
Paul leaned backward, supported by his partner's arm, until his back was
on the bench. He raised his legs in the air and brought them down on
Gary's shoulders, the dark man's dick staying firmly inside him. He
looked again into the dark eyes of this stud who was conquering him,
using his body, and smiled his encouragement. In response, Gary leaned
down and put his mouth to his. The kiss inflamed their passion and,
grasping Paul's ankles, Gary began driving his cock into Paul's rectum
in massive thrusts. Paul, pulling furiously on his own stiff cock, knew
he couldn't last much longer. "Gonna shoot, man," he grunted. "Go
ahead," replied Gary, increasing the pace of his thrusts. "I'll cum with
you. Oh yeah...gonna shoot my hot cum in your ass...oh...oh..." His
speech turned into wordless shouts as Paul felt the dick inside him
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begin to throb, emptying its liquid load into his gut. He groaned in
delight as his asshole convulsively grasped the cock inside him and his
own cock began to splatter jets of hot cum across his heaving chest and
stomach.
For long moments, the two men let their bodies stay joined. The
intensity of their shared climax left them both trying to catch their
breaths. Finally Gary sighed and the pole of flesh imbedded in Paul's
ass began to withdraw. Gary pulled out gently and it seemed to take
forever. Paul began to chuckle.
"What 's so funny?" asked Gary.
"It's so long!" Paul replied. "Feels like it's a mile long coming out."
"Not as long as it was a second ago. Oh yeah--here it comes--almost
out..."
"God!" Paul moaned as the head popped out and his asshole closed behind
it.
Gary collapsed on his back and lay with his eyes closed. Paul raised
himself, found his towel, and wiped the cum off his stomach. After a
moment, he bent over his partner. An arm encircled him as the two men's
mouths met again in another, gentler kiss. Gary opened his eyes and
smiled. "You're OK."
"I bet you don't get many complaints yourself. How come I've never run
into you before?"
"Well," said Gary, "I didn't hang around here much because I never saw
anything going on. Then, one afternoon I was showering late, like today,
and I notice this hot little maintenance man in jeans and a tank top
giving me the eye. He showed me this room--we put it to good use. He
told me that he had made it with other guys here. So then I started
cruising a little more seriously. I've had my share of hot times, but
you're the nicest by far," he added, stroking Paul's back.
"Wait a minute," Paul said. "What was this guy's name?"
"Only found out his first name-Dan. Kind of a little guy, real muscular,
has a buzz cut."
"Oh, yeah," Paul laughed. "He's not bad. I've had a few good scenes with
him myself up in a john on the fifth floor."
A glint appeared in Gary's eye. "Paul, how do you feel right now?"
"How do I feel right now? Pretty good, thanks to you. Why?"
"Are you still horny?" asked Gary.
Paul snorted, "Why, are you? Although--" he added, brushing a nipple
with his lips, "I could probably get it up again if you'd give me a
minute. Especially since I don't know when I'll run into you next."
"Well, you know, Dan told me he comes in this locker room pretty
regularly around this time in the afternoon. What if we had a
three-way?"
Paul began to grow excited. "That would be pretty hot. Do you really
want to?"
"Sure," Gary replied. "You said you liked him, so do I. Let's do it."
"How'll we get him in here?" Paul asked.
Gary thought a moment. "I'll get this place cleaned up a bit. Why don't
you hang out in the locker room or in the shower and get him
interested?"
"Sounds good. Let's hope he shows," Paul replied. Taking his towel in
his hand, he walked back to the door to the main locker room and opened
it.
As he stepped into the main locker room, Paul heard the shower going
again. He was a bit surprised, as it was pretty late in the afternoon.
Good thing whoever it was hadn't come in the back a few minutes ago, he
thought. An idea occurred to him just then. Paul walked quietly toward
the shower room and stepped into the outer area. He saw clothes and a
towel hung on one of the hooks. The unknown man was using a shower off
to one side. Paul tiptoed to the shower room entrance and stuck his head
in, looking around the corner.
Just as he had thought, it was Dan. The blond custodian's back was to
him as he finished rinsing off. Paul feasted his eyes on the muscular
back and tight ass he saw. At that moment Dan turned and caught sight of
him. His body jerked in surprise, then relaxed as he recognized Paul.
"Jesus, you scared me, man," he shouted over the rushing water. "Why'd
you sneak up like that?"
Paul went up to him. "Sorry. I wasn't sure it was you." He placed a hand
on Dan's shoulder and smiled into his eyes. "But I'm sure glad it is."
His hand began to rove down the wet chest in front of him.
Dan smiled as he shut off the water. "I was changing some ceiling
lights, got pretty dusty. Had to wash it off. I didn't think anyone was
going to be here since it was so late. I locked the door." He grasped
Paul's stiffening cock. "So we're safe."
"So you want to mess around?" Paul asked.
"Heck, yeah," Dan replied. "Don't you?"
"Sure," answered Paul, "but listen, I've got a friend here. He says he
knows you."
"Who?"
"Tall, dark, mustache--really hot. His name is Gary."
"Gary? Jeez, he is hot. You guys are here together?" Dan grinned. "So
you two have been going at it already, eh?"
"That's right. We were just talking about how great it would be if you
came by. Want to join us?"
"A three-way with you both?" Dan said. "Heck, yeah."
"Well then, come on." Paul left the shower, and walked back toward the
back room, Dan following eagerly. They entered and closed the door
behind them. Gary faced them, as naked and erect as the others, his eyes
shining. "Glad you're here, Dan," he said. He walked up to the blond
custodian and took the clothes Dan was carrying out of his hand and put
them on a nearby bench. "You won't be needing these."
Gary then took the towel he had been holding and started to dry the
blond custodian's wet body. As he toweled off Dan's head Gary put his
lips on the other man's mouth. He quickly worked his way down the hard
body with both towel and tongue until he found the cock, jutting stiffly
from the blond pubic bush. In a flash the rod was in his mouth.
Meanwhile, Paul had knelt behind Dan to get at his ass. He parted the
cheeks and found the small puckered hole. In a moment Paul's mouth and
tongue were devouring the prize, while his hand beat on his own stiff
dick. Dan moaned with the pleasure of being sucked and rimmed at the
same time. "Fuck me Paul," he gasped.
Paul found the tube of lubricant and quickly rubbed some on his prick,
then positioned himself again behind Dan and in a moment was entering
him, closing his eyes in pleasure as his organ was surrounded by hot
smooth flesh. He began to thrust slowly in and out of Dan, who threw his
head back against Paul's shoulder in ecstasy. "Oh God I'm going to
shoot!" he whispered.
Gary stopped his blow job and said, "Not yet." He turned and straddled a
bench in front of Paul and Dan, saying, "I want that dick of yours up my
ass!"
Paul whispered to Dan, "I'll pull out." He did but continued to play
with his dick, keeping it hard, as he watched the maintenance man enter
Gary from behind. The cheeks he had just been fucking began to contract
with each thrust. Paul moved to where he could see the Dan's long
straight shaft sliding in and out of Gary's asshole. His friend's eyes
were closed and his mouth open as Dan's dangling balls slapped against
him with every hard thrust. "Take it, Gary," Dan cried. "Take this cock
up your hot ass."
Gary began to grunt as the assault behind him continued. Opening his
eyes for a moment he caught Paul's lustful gaze. Gary's tongue emerged
from his mouth in an unmistakable obscene request. Paul complied
eagerly, moving in front of Gary and feeding his cock into the hungry
mouth. He looked up and saw Dan's eager face in front of him, and Paul's
and the custodian's tongues were tangling together in another moment.
When they broke apart, Paul whispered, "Could you let me have him?" Dan
grinned and nodded, saying to Gary, "Hey, turn around and suck me
awhile." Gary, who had heard Paul, said, "I know. Paul wants to get his
own back for the pounding I gave him before." He leered knowingly at
Paul as he eased himself off Dan's cock and turned around, offering his
ass to a new invader.
Paul's cock grew even harder at the sight of those buns ready for the
taking. In a second his face was between them as he ate out the hot
asshole for all he was worth. Dan had climbed onto the bench and
positioned himself under Gary's body for sixty-nining. They kept it up
as Paul finished rimming Gary and slammed his erection into the
stretched-out hole. As he really got his rhythm going, sliding in and
out like a piston out of the anal opening, he felt Dan's hands parting
his legs and the custodian's head sliding back between them. Dan had
stopped sucking Gary and his mouth was aiming for Paul's asshole. In a
moment it had reached its target. Paul reached in front of Gary's body
and began to pinch and squeeze the hard nipples he found, bringing
another moan of ecstasy. "Oh God, stop, I'm going to cum."
"Don't you want to?" Paul said in his ear.
"Not yet," Gary replied, working on Dan's prick with his hand. "I don't
want to waste my load on the bench. I want it inside one of you. So let
me off a minute and I'll watch you guys."
He eased himself out of the intertwined bodies and turned. His hand
pulled on his own organ, which felt like it had been hard forever, as he
watched Dan and Paul continue fucking. The custodian had flipped the
blond jogger on his back on the bench and was driving his cock into Paul
in this new position. Paul cried out at every massive thrust into his
gut, his hand pumping furiously on his cock. Dan decided to finish Paul
off and substituted his own powerful hand. In a moment, this had its
desired effect as Paul began to shout "Oh God!" and finally shot his
load, white liquid arcing upward for the second time that afternoon,
hitting Dan's face and splashing over Paul's tight chest and stomach.
Dan raised his cum-spattered face toward Gary and grinned. "One down,
two to go. Come on--you've got to be in on the finish." The dark man
replied, "You know how I want to finish it." Dan, in reply, pulled out
of Paul's spent body, stood, turned his back to Gary and bent over,
pulling his cheeks apart with his hands. "Come and get it."
In an instant Gary was in him, and Dan put his hands against a nearby
locker to brace himself against the onslaught. Gary began to gasp
rhythmically as he rushed toward orgasm. At that moment Dan was totally
surprised to feel his own cock engulfed by Paul's hot mouth. It was all
he needed, and crying out hoarsely, Dan shot his long-delayed load into
the eager throat as Gary, matching him shout for shout, emptied his
second load of the afternoon simultaneously into Dan's insides.
Paul released Dan's softening cock as he swallowed the last of the cum,
kissing the spent organ softly. Reaching around Dan's trembling legs, he
put his hands on Gary's buns, still flexing slowly as his thrusts
gradually slowed and stopped. "Guys, that was absolutely fantastic," he
said.
"I'll drink to that--cum, that is," he heard Gary reply breathlessly.
"Hey guys, I have an idea," Dan said. "Let's do this every week, okay?"
Rising to his feet, Paul planted a kiss on Dan's lips, then reaching
over the custodian's shoulder, pulled Gary's mouth to him as well. He
then put his arms around both the two men, still joined. "It's a deal."
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