Date: Sat, 08 Apr 2006 18:04:48 -0700
From: Tom R <pgfunguy@hotmail.com>
Subject: Taking My Son To The Gym part 2

       I was still wondering what to do.  My 15 year old son Jake was really
wanting to change his workout to a more weight-centered one, and the fitness
center we belonged to just wasn't cutting it for him.  He had asked if he
could go with me to the gym I went to near my work downtown.  In addition to
the gym having an 18 and over policy, it was also more or less an all-gay
gym with a lot the cruising and outright sex going on there.  My son was
openly bisexual, at least with me and a few close friends, but I wasn't sure
if he could handle that kind of environment.  I was pretty sure he hadn't
even had sex yet at all.  I knew he had seen some porn, but what went on at
the gym sometimes was right there in front of you, not on a TV or computer
screen.
       I'll also admit that my hesitation was also a bit selfish.  Being a
single father, most of my time was spent either working or with my son.
While I have no complaints about that, I didn't have much time for a social
life, and most of the sex that I enjoyed took place at the gym.  If my son
started going there with me, even just a few days a week, how would that
change?  I'm not embarrassed to tell my son I'm sexually active.  I've had
guys stay over on occasion and I'm sure Jake has no illusions about what I
might be doing with them.  But he respects my privacy just as I respect his.
  I couldn't see myself engaging in sex back in the locker room knowing he
was out there lifting weights.  Plus I get the impression he'd like to work
out together like we've been doing at the fitness center.  I'd actually like
that too.  So we'd probably end up showering at the same time.  If I wanted
to go have a steam, he'd want to go with me.  Most of the sex took place in
the showers, steam room and sauna, so could I see myself getting a blowjob
while my son was watching?  That seemed so far from anything I had imagined
before.  But I will admit the exhibitionist in me was a little piqued at the
thought.
       But there was something else to consider too.  At 34 I'm still quite
the specimen of manhood, but I've seen the kind of looks that the gym
members in their early twenties get from the other guys.  Most gay men like
young-looking guys, that's just the way it is.  If Jake was going to go with
me, he'd have to pretend to be 18, since that's the minimum age for
membership there.  So the guys at the gym would see this hot, muscular young
guy and assume he was legal.  My 15 year old son would be getting hit on by
a lot of these men.  And I'm not just talking about conversational innuendo
on the gym floor.  There was a good deal of "accidental" touching and
groping that went on both during workouts and in the locker area and showers
between guys who were interested in messing around.  In the steam room or
sauna it wasn't unusual to start openly feeling up someone else if you
thought they were game.  Everyone was respectful of course, and if you
declined the attention then that was that.  But was my son ready to deal
with the onslaught of attention that his young, toned body would bring on?
For that matter was I ready to deal with witnessing that?  Forget my own
exhibitionism, could I handle watching my son get a blowjob?  Or giving one?
       All this had gone through my mind, and I had reaffirmed my decision
that it really just wasn't time.  Maybe when he was 17 I would consider it,
but I couldn't believe that he was aware of what he would be getting into by
going there to work out.
       Things began to look a little different a few days later though.  I
was at home one night while my son was over at friend's house studying.  I
remembered that my son had mentioned a website to me that he had come
across.  It had some really funny TV show parody videos on it, and he
thought I would find it pretty funny.  I decided to sit down at my desk and
check it out.  But for the life of me I couldn't remember what the name of
it was, and Google just wasn't getting me there no matter what I had typed
in.  I thought that maybe Jake would have it in his bookmarks or browser
history, so I went into his room and started up his computer.  Now, as I
said, I respect my son's privacy.  But I also know that he does look at
adult websites on his computer sometimes.  We've had some talks about it and
I have told him I'm okay with it, but I've also tried to instill the notion
that porn and actual sex are not the same, and that it's important that he
be able to construct his own fantasies and not just rely on others to
provide them for him.  So I was not really surprised to see a few porn
sites, both gay and straight, in his browser history.  But one site name did
catch my attention.  My interest aroused, I got more comfortable at Jake's
desk and proceeded to check it out.  It was a site about great places to go
to pick up men for sex, or to have sex.  Listed by geographical location
were all sorts of bars, clubs, adult bookstores and such.  There were also
gyms listed, as well as seedier places like park restrooms and truck stops.
For a moment I was afraid that my son might be going to places like that,
but I quickly saw that none of those links had been followed.  The links
that had been followed were the ones for gyms and athletic centers.
       I also opened a few more browser windows to look more closely at some
of the other sites my son had been to.  Most of them were picture or video
archives as I expected, but many (in fact most) of the ones he had actually
viewed were of men in weight room or gym settings, locker rooms, showers and
other similar locations.  There were videos of guys stripping down after
their workouts, getting fucked on locker room benches and in steam rooms,
and group scenes.  Those were all from porn films of course, but there were
also some hidden camera pics and videos (some looked more authentic that
others) of real people in real gyms stripping down, showering, walking
around.  There were even a few of these that showed real guys who thought
they were alone getting hard, jerking off, or messing around with a buddy
behind some lockers.
       I was pretty surprised.  Any gay or bi guy would think this stuff was
hot, but this particular theme seemed to be a primary focus of my son's
sexual fantasies.  As someone who enjoys gymsex a great deal, I can't say I
blame him.  I'd have to remember some of these sites for my own porn-viewing
moments.  I went back to the first site I had found and began following some
of the links Jake had.   It looked like he was only reading about different
gyms all over the country and which ones were best if you were looking for
sex.  Most of the gyms listed had an area for comments, and some had quite a
few posts where people described in detail what went on at these gyms.
Following what was no doubt Jake's line of thought, I typed our city's name
into the search field.  There were a few listings under gyms, including both
the fitness center where Jake worked out now, and the gym I belonged to.
       Oddly enough, it looked like Jake had not read any of the comments
for the fitness center.  It only had a six comments total, most of which
stated what I already knew, that as far as cruising was concerned the place
was pretty much dead.  But two comments did say more.  One said:

       "I've never seen any action at this place, and most of the guys are
not even that attractive, but yesterday there was this younger guy with me
in the shower room.  It was just the two of us and we were a few shower
heads apart.  He was really hot, but young, probably not even 18.  I think
he knew I was checking him out because he really gave me a good show.  He
spent a long time washing his stomach and crotch, getting it all soaped up,
and was really working on his cock and balls.  His dick was pretty big for a
young kid anyway, and then he started to get hard.  He didn't even turn
around but just stayed facing me, and even looked right at me a few times.
Just as he really started to bone up another guy came in the shower room and
the kid turned to face the wall.  He didn't stop though.  The other guy was
not paying attention so the kid started soaping up his ass slowly.  He even
spread his cheeks a few times and bent over a little to give me a look at
his hole.  I was rock hard by that time and had to turn around to avoid
being seen by some other guys who came in.  The kid rinsed off and left and
by the time I got back to the lockers he was gone, but man did I jerk off
thinking about him that night."

       The other one said:

       "I've been going to this place for ten years and have only gotten a
blowjob twice.  The last time was about a month ago this young dark haired
guy who I have seen around here a lot with his dad came into the sauna when
I was in there alone.  I had been jerking my cock a little bit and didn't
hide it very well when he came in.  I thought he would leave or go tell his
dad or something but instead he sat down on the bench below me, right next
to my leg.  He stared at my cock under the towel and I could tell he wanted
it.  So I showed him my cock and he went down on it right away.  He only did
it for about 30 seconds and then we heard someone else coming so he stopped
and left.  It was hot."

       I was pretty surprised.  First, just at the idea that there was any
action at that place at all.  But also that both of those posts could have
potentially been about Jake.  Of course, there were lots of younger, fit
dark haired guys who went there with their families.  But it was certainly a
possibility.  I was reeling.
       I clicked on the entry for the downtown gym that I belonged to.
There were quite a few posts, several pages worth.  From the color of the
links I could tell that every single one had been read by Jake.  Things were
starting to become clear now.  The comments conveyed the truth, that
basically if you wanted sex, you could easily find it there, and a lot of
it.  Posts detailed every kind of encounter that you could imagine people
having, and a few that I think I might have even witnessed or been a part
of.  Could this explain Jake's sudden interest in going to the gym with me?
Maybe he did know exactly what he was getting into if he were to go there.
Looking at the screen again, I realized there was no "maybe" about it.
Jake was hoping to go there and at least see, if not do, everything he had
read about.
       This really set my mind going.  Clearly, he was ready, or at least
felt he was.  I could probably get him in with no problem.  So was there any
reason not to take him?  My concerns about he and I seeing one another doing
sexual things were still there, but there was also a desire to help my son
fulfill his fantasy and enjoy the same kind of hot gymsex that I myself
loved so much.  I decided to call up my friend at the membership desk of the
gym and run it by him.  I was nervous because I was basically asking him to
break the gym rules, but after some small talk I just said it.

       "Todd, you remember my son Jake.  He's been trying to up his workout
a bit and I'd like to bring him by the gym and see how that works for him.
Do you think you could add him to my membership?"

       "Sure I remember Jake...but Gary, isn't he still in high school?  You
know we don't allow members under 18."

       "I know, but Jake's really working hard to get the body he wants and
I think he could do better at our place.  Do you think you could just, you
know, enter him into the computer as an 18 year old?  I'll take full
responsibility for him."

       "Hmmmm...yeah, I guess I can do that.  But are you serious?  I mean you
know the kind of stuff that goes on here.  Do you think he'll be cool with
that?  And you know the other guys'll be all over him if you're not careful.
  Is he straight?"

       "Let's just say he's open to new opportunities.  But like I said,
I'll take full responsibility for him.  He'll only be there if I'm there, at
least at first.  What do you say?"

       "Sure.  But just keep it quiet about his age.  We shouldn't really
let it get out that he's...how old is he now anyway?

       "Fifteen"

       "Fifteen?!  Shit, Gary.  Well, it's your call.  Just bring him by my
office when you guys come in and we'll get him signed up."

       And that was that.  I had the green light.  I was still unsure about
this, but there was only one way to find out if it was the right choice.
That night when Jake came home I told him that if he still wanted to check
out my gym, we could go tomorrow afternoon.  His eyes lit up and I could
tell he was excited.  I told him the deal I had worked out with Todd, and
that if anyone asked he would have to say he was 18.  I didn't say anything
to him about what I had seen on his computer.  I figured that we could at
least take it a little slow if he didn't know that I knew why he really
wanted to go.  He thanked me with a big hug and we said goodnight.
       The next day was Friday, when I usually went to the downtown gym
after work.  Jake took the bus and met me at my office at 5:00.  He was
dressed in jeans and a polo shirt and had his gym bag with him.  I grabbed
my bag and we walked the five blocks to the gym from my office.  I knew that
I needed to say something to him, even though he already knew what to
expect.

       "Now, Jake there's something you need to understand.  The guys at
this gym are mostly gay.  I know I've mentioned that in the past but I'm not
sure if you realize what that means this place will be like.  I'm sure you
can imagine that when there's a bunch of hit guys who are all looking at
each other and showing off...well, Jake things can get a little crazy there
sometimes."

       "What do you mean exactly, Dad?"

       Nice job kid, I thought.  Act like you have no idea.

       "Look, I just mean that you might see some guys being kind of sexual
with each other in the locker room area.  And just in general there's a lot
of what's called cruising, which is kind of like flirting, but without the
jokes.  And you might even be approached by men who think you're attractive
and want to be sexual with you.  So just be aware of that."

       "Do *you* ever have sex with guys at this gym, Dad?"  It's okay, you
know you can be honest with me."

       "Okay...well, yeah.  I do.  Somewhat frequently actually.  So don't be
shocked if you see a guy walk by and grab my ass or something.  That's just
kind of how things are there.  But listen, it's not like anyone's going to
try and make you do anything.  It's still a gym and we're going there to
work out, don't forget."

       "Oh yeah, I know.  Believe me, I'm excited about that part.  And hey,
if some guy hits on me, I don't mind.  Um...if I wanted to, you know, hit on
him back or something, would you be okay with that?"

       "Jake, you know I trust you to make your own decisions about sex and
what you're ready for.  We've talked about that.  So if it's something that
you want to do and you think you're ready...well then it's fine with me."

       "Thanks, Dad.  I feel great about that and I'm glad you trust me that
way.  And just so you know, I'm cool with whatever you want to do too.  I
mean, if we're relaxing in the sauna and some hot guy wants to give you a
blowjob, don't let the fact that I'm there stop you.  I don't want to keep
you from doing what you would normally do."

       I thanked my son, but I think he could tell I was a little surprised
at his frankness.  He had basically said he would watch me have sex if I was
okay with letting him.  And in so many words, I supposed I had told him the
exact same thing.  What was I getting myself into?  My thoughts were
interrupted since we arrived at the gym.  I typed in the door code and we
went up the stairs.  The guy at the front desk, who knew me of course,
looked a little surprised to see Jake with me.  I told him that we were
going in to see Todd and he said that was fine.  But I couldn't help but
notice him stare at my son's ass as we walked away.  I guessed that he would
probably not be the last one to do that today.
       Todd and Jake shook hands and Todd quickly ran through the basic
rules of the place.  When he asked Jake his birthdate, Jake stated a year
three years before the real one without batting an eyelash.  Todd just
smiled and winked at my son.  Jake got a membership card and a few pieces of
information like the door code and a locker assignment.  Todd had worked it
so Jake's locker would be just two lockers away from mine.  After that was
all settled, we were ready to go.  As we waked toward the locker room door
Jake looked into the main part of the gym.  It was full of well-muscled
hunks heaving, grunting and watching one another.  Most of them were weren't
wearing much more than some small tight shorts, and maybe a tank top.  Jake
almost walked into a trash can because he was staring so long.  He recovered
and looked up at me and chuckled.

       "Looks great!"

       I had to agree.  I also noticed that a few of the guys paused in the
middle of their sets as Jake walked by toward the locker room door.  With
his face clean shaven Jake really did look every bit his age, so it would be
easily obvious that he was the youngest guy here.  I could practically see
the crotches of their shorts bulge out a little bit more.  Again I had to
ask, what have I gotten myself into?


       Part 3 coming soon


       Story by pgfunguy@hotmail.com    Comments welcome