Date: Thu, 22 Dec 2016 23:58:48 -0800
From: Karl Friend <karlsfriend@gmail.com>
Subject: Putting On Some Muscle

This story deals with m/b sex.  If that offends you please stop reading
RIGHT NOW.  It will save both of us head aches.

I'm glad so many people have emailed asking for a new chapter.  The last
chapter (I called it 8.5) was an interlude until I could get the following
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you're reading this and wonder where Chapter 9 is, it's the chapter called
8b.

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Chapter 10
Putting on Some Muscle

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When I left the house yesterday I'd made sure to include my gym clothes.  I
hurriedly put them all in my gym bag as Carson and I got ready to leave.
Carson was on the phone with someone but he hung up before I could hear who
he might be talking to.

"You probably won't need those," he said, giving my bag a quick look.

"What do you mean?  I thought we were gonna work out."

"Don't worry," he said with a nasty grin, "we're gonna work out.  Just not
the kind you're used to."

I shrugged but still carried my bag with me.  I was bringing all the stuff
I'd normally take to the gym.

Carson grabbed his duffle bag and went to a closet.  He pulled out 4 towels
and stuffed them into the bag.  Then he went into the bathroom and grabbed
something out of a drawer and threw it in the bag.

"What are you gonna work out in?", I asked noticing that he wasn't bringing
shorts or anything.

"You'll see." was all he said.

We got into the car and I looked over at him.  A wide smile crossed his
face.  He gave me butterflies in my stomach when he smiled like that.

"How did Jeff learn to talk so dirty?", I asked thinking about earlier.

"Oh, he's been watching a bunch of porn on my computer.  He thinks it makes
him sound like some stud," he chuckled.

"I kinda liked it," I said feeling my face go hot.

"Yeah? Good to know."  And that's all he said.

The ride to the gym seemed to take forever.  I was so anxious to go and be
on the workout floor without my dad.  It meant I could stare at guys
without him noticing and maybe hang out in the lockerroom a little longer
than we usually did.

We pulled into the parking lot and I saw there were only five or six cars
in the whole lot.  I was really disappointed.  That meant there weren't
going to be very many men for me to look at.

We went through the front door and right away I noticed there was only one
guy in the corner working out.  Maybe the other guys were upstairs on the
treadmills.

When we got to the front desk Spence was working, sort of.  He had his head
leaned back and his eyes closed.  Other than the guy in the corner there
wasn't anyone on the gym floor at all.  When we walked up I think we
startled him because he jerked up and looked around like he didn't know
where he was.

"Hey Spence," Carson said as we walked up to the desk.  "Ricky's dad is out
of town so he asked me to bring him down," he said in such a casual manner
I was amazed.  "That's cool, right?"

Spence looked a little unsure.

"I don't know man.  He's supposed to be with his dad", he said sounding a
little groggily.

"C'mon dude.  You know me and you know his dad, right?"

Spence nodded his head but still seemed unconvinced.  Without even thinking
about it I said, "I'm here every Saturday with my dad and he said I should
keep up the routine."

Spence gave me a look that said he wasn't quite sure but then said to
Carson, "It's not that busy so I'll let him in with you but you gotta make
sure he stays with you.  He can't wander off."  He leaned down and said in
a lower voice, "There are some places a kid that young shouldn't be."

Carson smiled and said, "Don't worry dude.  I'll make sure he stays with me
the entire time.  We'll probably do some cardio upstairs.  Then if he's not
too worn out we'll come back out here and use some of the weights."

"All right dude.  Just make sure he's with you."

Carson scanned his card and we walked in.  He looked down at me and gave me
a devilish grin that said he wasn't lying.

We were about half way to the lockerroom when a voice called out behind us,
"Hey guys.  Hang on and I'll walk with you."

I recognized the voice but thought, "It's too good to be true."

Sal walked up behind us and put one of his baseball-glove sized hands on my
shoulder.

"Where's your dad?", he asked with a wink.

I looked over at Carson looking for a response.

"Stop messin' with him.  You know where his "daddy" is," he said in a
teasing way.

"Well, I see you've got everything for a workout."

I shrugged and said, "Carson said I wouldn't really need all my regular
workout stuff."

Sals eyes twinkled and his smile got really wide.  "Is that so?"

"Well, maybe I'll do the same workout routine so that we can all hang out
together," he said as he reached down and scratched at his crotch.

"Boy, I'll tell you", he said casually to Carson, "my back and neck are so
sore I think I'll just take a steam."

Darn it!  I thought I'd be able to spend time looking at Sal naked.

Carson moved his head side to side and said, "Yeah me too.  But I don't
know.  Ricky you want to take a steam?"

I shook my head yes so wildly I thought it might fall off.

Both men laughed.

Sal got a serious look on his face and looked around.  "I know your dad
probably already told you this but you know guys sometimes have to relieve
some stress.  If we take a steam you have to promise that it's just us
guys.  No reason to tell anyone about it now is there?"

I felt a tingle in my belly as I shook my head no.

"You promise?", Carson said from behind me.

"Cross my heart," I said as I made an "X" over my heart.

"Well, then let's get in there," Sal said.  He sounded as excited as I
felt.

We went over to the lockers and I started taking off my clothes as fast as
I could until I got down to my underwear.  I looked over at Carson who was
still pulling off his pants.

"No need to be self consious around us Ricky.  We're all guys," Sal said
reassuringly.  Then I think he noticed me look down at his underwear.  It
looked like he was hiding a salami in it.

He looked down at his underwear and brought his head up and looked into my
eyes.  He was smiling.

"Don't worry.  I've seen what you've got", he said with a wink.  He reached
over and tugged at the front of my underwear.

I felt my face turn hot as I remembered the night before.

Sal looked at Carson who whas just getting to his underwear and said,
"Alright.  I'll go first."

With that he stuck his fingers on either side of his hips and into his
underwear and pulled them down.

I'd seen it before but it still took my breath away.  It was so huge.  I
was pretty sure it was about as wide around as my wrist.

Sal bent down as he stepped out of his underwear and picked them up.  He
"casually" pulled his balls away from his legs causing his cock to flop
around.  I wasn't sure but I thought it was getting even bigger.  I heard
Carson pull his underwear off and I was the only one in my underwear.

I took a deep breath and pulled them down.  As I bent over to pick them up
I felt Carson step forward a little and I felt his semi hard dick against
my butt.  I don't know why I was still feeling so modest.  Frankly it was a
little exciting being naked in the lockerroom with these guys.

Sal stepped forward and acted like he was pulling something from the
locker.  I couldn't back up any because Carson was right behind me.  As he
reached over it caused his dick to rub right against my forehead.  I
actually gasped a little.

"Sorry about that," he said when I looked up at him.  His dick still very
near my face.  "It gets in the way a lot," he said as he hefted it up
causing it to brush against my mouth.  This time there was no mistaking it.
It was DEFINITELY getting bigger.

Sal grabbed a towel, wrapped it around his waist and said, "You guys
ready?"

Carson handed me a towel and I followed Sal's lead and wrapped it around my
waist.  It looked like a long skirt.  The three of us walked toward the
steamroom.  I felt a little like I was going to throw up.  I was so excited
as I watched Sal's butt as the muscles flexed when he walked.

Sal opened the door to the steam room and I heard some shuffling as Sal
moved further in.  I was starting to have second thoughts about going in.
It hadn't occurred to me there might be other people in the steam room
already.  I stopped but Carson's momentum pushed me forward.

One of the guys said, "Oh hey Sal.  Didn't know it was you."  He sounded a
little relieved.  Then Sal sat down on one of the upper tiled tiers.  Sal
had been blocking me from their view.  That's when the two men who had been
at the back of the sauna seemed startled.

"Sal, what the hell?", one of the guys said.

"You know Ricky don't you?", Sal said as he pointed for me to sit down on
the tier below him.  "He's Rick's boy."

That's when I recognized one of the men.  It was my principal.  I didn't
know what to say except, "Hello Pricipal Tyler".

He seemed flustered and unable to do anything but look at me in stunned
silence.  He had his towel across his lap but I could see the outline of
his dick...and it looked like it was hard.  It didn't look as big as Sals
but it looked kinda big.  I saw him all the time at school and didn't ever
think about him being naked.

He was kinda old, well ancient to me.  I think I heard someone say that he
was gonna be fifty.  One of the ladies in the office was about his
birthday.  His wife was gonna have a big birthday party for him.

I'd never really looked at him before.  He always looked kinda mean.  He
looked like one of those gangsters in the movies daddy would watch
sometimes.  As I looked at him I noticed that his body was big like a
football player but not as in shape.  He had a round belly but it wasn't
flabby or anything.  He also had a lot of hair everywhere except his head.
He was clutching the towel across his waist and I noticed even his fingers
looked hairy.  They looked like fat little sausages.

I didn't know the other man but I'd seen him working out sometimes when we
were there.

The both guys stood up with their towels in front of their crotches.  The
guy I didn't know said under his breath, "That's too fuckin' weird for me."
Principal Tyler walked passed us but didn't say anything.  I watched while
both of them headed towards the shower.

"Their loss", Sal said as he grinned down at me.  He spread his legs and
loosened the towel around his waist so that it was open just enough to show
his massive dick.

Carson sat down across from me and he was on the same level I was on.  But
he didn't loosen his towel.  He took it off completely.  He turned around
to fold it and Sal snickered.

"That is one pretty ass", Sal said as he looked over at Carson.  "Ricky,
why don't you scoot over so Carson can sit on the other side of me.  He
likes sitting down there don't you Carson."

Carson didn't say anything.  He just picked up his towel and came over to
where I was sitting.  I looked up at him but he didn't have any of the
nice, friendliness he'd shown me earlier.  He looked at me like I was
competing against him.  I was so shocked I scooted down without even
thinking about it.

Carson folded the towel into a square.  He put it between Sal's legs.  Sal
spread his legs wider and the towel fell away.  His dick was completely
hard now.  It was kinda weird though because it wasn't sticking straight
up.  It curved down sort of.  Carson picked it up and I could see the
weight of it.

Carson said in a low growl, "Mmmm.  I love the curve of your cock."

I felt my own "peg" as hard as it had ever been.  I hadn't opened my towel.
I was squeezing myself through the towel.

I watched as Carson's mouth started to close over the head of Sal's cock.
Both Sal and Carson let out low moans as Carson's started swirling his
tongue around the huge piece of meat.

Suddenly we heard the door to the steam room open.  I froze.  Carson
grabbed the towel from between Sal's legs and quickly wrapped it around his
waist.  Sal took his towel and folded it over his hard dick.  He kept his
hands in his lap so you couldn't see anything.

All three of us looked over to see who was coming in.  As the man walked
toward the back where we were I saw it was Principal Tyler.  He looked at
Carson.  Then at Sal.  Then at me.  I watched the corner of his mouth go up
a little.

"Phil had to head home and I felt like staying," he said in a voice that
sounded like he just decided to come back like it was not big deal.

Both Carson and Sal relaxed a little but I was still a little scared.  I
watched as Principal Tyler moved past Sal and Carson and sat right across
from me.

Nobody said or did anything for what seemed like forever.  Then I watch as
Principal Tyler scratched at himself under the towel.

"So, how you like gym", he said keeping his eyes on me but his hands never
leaving his crotch.

"I like it I guess," I said as I watched him spread his legs a little more.
This caused the towel to spread further apart so I could see his dick.

"Yeah, I like to come here once in a while.  It helps me relax."  With that
he put his hand around his dick and stroked it a little.

I felt my mouth go dry.  I watched as it started to inflate.  It wasn't
long like Sal's but it was thick.

I wasn't aware that I was pulling on myself until I saw Principal Tyler's
eyes look down at where MY hand was.  He leaned back a little more forcing
his now hard dick to stick straight out.

"Real relaxing here isn't it guys," he said looking over at Sal and Carson.
Sal smiled and Carson put his towel between Sal's legs again.  Carson got
on his knees and leaned in again.

"Yup.  Real relaxing," he said as he stroked his dick not caring if anyone
was watching.

"That towel can't be too comfortable," he said indicating the towel around
my waist.

"Why don't you take it off," Sal suggested as Carson took more of Sal's
huge cock in his mouth.  I looked over and couldn't believe it.  Carson had
half of Sal's dick down his throat.

When Sal saw the look on my face he just chuckled low and groaned.  "No one
here can suck a cock like Carson," he said as he put one of his big hands
on the top of Carson's head.

Movement out of the corner of my eye snapped me back to Principal Tyler.
He was watching me as I watched Carson and Tyler.

"Why don't you take that towel off," he said.  It sounded more like a
demand than a request.

I stood on shakey legs and opened the towel so I could put it on the tiles
behind me.  Both Sal and Principal Tyler both groaned.

"That's prettier than I expected," he said as he looked down at me naked.

"Why don't you come over here so I can have a better look," he said in a
low grumble.

I looked over at Sal.  He nodded a little and I walked over to the beefy
man in front of me.

As I stepped closer Principal Tyler pulled me toward him.  He took my hand
and wrapped it around his dick.  It was hard.  It was also fat.  I took
both hands to fit around it.

"Oh yeah," he said.  "That's it."

I noticed a lot of sticky stuff coming out of the tip of his dick.  It was
all syrup-y.  It was getting on my hands.  I lifted one of my hands to get
a better look.

"Taste it," he said.  His eyes looked like he was a totally different
person than the principal I knew.

I started to lower my hand but he grabbed it and brought it to my mouth.

"I said taste it," he said.  He sounded a little mad and I tried to pull
away.  But he held on tight.

That's when Sal said, "Jake.  For fuck's sake.  You're scarin' the kid."

Principal Tyler seemed to come back from wherever he'd been.

"Sorry Ricky," he said, but not really sounding all that sorry.

"C'mon back.  It just felt so good when you had your hands around my fat
cock."

I was a little shocked to hear him talk like this but did as he said.

"You like my big fat cock don't you Ricky."  It was more of a statement
than a question.

I just stared at him.

He smiled.  "You like to feel that fat cock drippin' on your hands don't
you?"

I didn't feel so afraid anymore so I nodded my head yes.  His face smiled
big.

"Yeah.  All you boys like this big dick," he said putting his hands over
mine and starting to move my hands up and down the thick, hot dick.

He let out a sound that was half groan and half growl.

"Yeah.  You boys can't get enough of this cock," he continued.

Those third and forth graders loved it when I'd use the boys bathroom.  I'd
fuckin' pop this son of bitch out and they'd all stare.  Wasn't too long
before I noticed a couple that were more interested than the other," he
said as he held his hands over mine.  He closed his eyes and tilted his
head back like he was remembering something.

"You know Phil, don't you?"  His voice had a dreamlike quality to it.

"He's about the same age as you are.  He was always trying to get a look at
my cock.  He'd make sure to stand next to me whenever we were in the
bathroom together.  He liked lookin' at it and I liked showing it to him.
I'd lean back so he could have a real good look at it.  He was a great
cocksucker for someone his age.  Found out later the dad had been dickin'
for years," he said.

Then he took one of his hands away from mine.  I continued stroking up and
down.  I saw him raise it but wasn't quite sure what he was doing but had a
pretty good idea.  It was still a little bit of a surprise when I felt his
hand on the back of my neck.  He started to pull me down toward his dick.
At first I tried to pull away again but he held on tight.  I started
wondering what his dick would taste. I stopped resisting.

He realized he didn't have to push my head down and that I was lowering it.
He sighed.  "Yup, real good cocksucker."

I heard loud slurping coming from Sal and Carson.

I stuck my tongue out and barely put it in his pee hole when he grunted.
"Fuuuuuuuuck" he said pushing his dick forward.  The head of it pushed into
my mouth and I felt it squirting into my mouth like a fire hose.  He held
my head over his dick as it sprayed more and more of his cum in my mouth.
After about the fourth of fifth squirt he loosened his hold on my neck.

"Damn," he said sounding tired and out of breath.  "I really wanted that to
last longer."

He helped me stand up and wiped some of the cum off my face with his towel.
He leaned back again then tilted just his head up and asked, "You do this
with your dad?"

I must have looked shocked because he said, "You're pretty good for a boy
your age.  Just wonderin'"

I gave him a little bit of a smile.

He stood up and said, "I gotta get goin'.  My grandson's soccer game is at
noon."  He stood up and looked down at me.  "You're a good one.  I bet your
dad wouldn't mind a little fun.  Hell, he used to be in the steam room a
couple times a week."

I watched,stunned, as his big back walked into the steam to the door.

That's when I heard Sal groaning and I heard something else.  Carson was
gagging and making sounds like he was choking.  I turned and noticed Carson
trying to pull away but Sal had his dick all the way down Carson's throat.
Sal held tight to Carson's head.  I started to get a little scared when Sal
let go of Carson.  Carson leaned back with slobber coming out of his mouth
and it looked like there was snot coming out of his nose.

I started to ask Carson if he was alright but he leaned forward and started
to swallow Sal's dick again.

Sal looked over at me.  His eyes were half closed but he said, "He loves
it," as he grabbed Carson's head again. "My boy loves it, doesn't he," he
said in a voice that sounded like he was talking to a baby.  Carson just
grunted something that sounded like a "yes".

"C'mon over here," Sal said.  I walked closer.  Sal said, "Stand right
here."

I'd noticed that the steam room wasn't as steamy as it had been when we
walked in.  It was still hot but not as hot as when we came in.  You could
even see the door now.  I got a little nervous.

"Don't worry," Sal said in a reassuring tone. "Nobody that doesn't want to
mess around is here on Saturday mornings."

I stepped closer and he said, "Stand up here."  He indicated the spot right
next to him.  It put my, what seemed like a tiny peter, next to his face.

He leaned over and put his mouth over it.  He let out a big moan as he
wrapped his mouth around my peter and my balls.  His tongue swirled around
and it felt incredible.  I felt my legs turn to jelly.  I grabbed his head
for balance.  He pulled his head away and smiled at me.

"That's it baby.  Hold my head while I suck your dick," he said in a
gravely voice.

That got Carson's attention.  He pulled back to look up but Sal grabbed his
head and pulled him back down onto his dick with a quick, hard thrust.

Carson moaned loudly and I watched as he jacked off while Sal forced his
head up and down.

The suction from Sal's mouth increased and I heard him moan louder.  He
grabbed Carson's head tight between his hands and held it there with his
dick still down Carson's throat.  I could tell he was shooting cum into
Carson's mouth.  I heard Carson gag and Sal finally let go as his orgasm
slowed down.

"Get down here Ricky and put your mouth right here!", Carson yelled
indicating his cock.  He was jacking off wildly using Sal's cum and the
spit that was in his mouth.

I quickly got down and almost didn't make it. Carson groaned and put his
dick head right against my mouth.  I could taste Sal's cum and Carson's
spit and then I felt Carson's cum shoot into my mouth.  I couldn't believe
how hard Carson's cum shot out of his dick.  It blasted to the back of my
throat causing me to cough.  I turned my head away and felt the rest of the
splashes hit my cheek.

I felt that oh-so good feeling as my own peter spasmed and shook.

All three of us laid there for a little while.  I felt so tired.

"You know who'd love to meet him," Carson said to Sal.

Sal smiled his big white smile and said, "I sure do.  I'll give him a call
this afternoon.  He's got a Saturday class."

I looked at them and asked, "Who?"

Sal's smile got bigger and he said, "His name is Jax.  He's been a friend
of mine for a long time."

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