From: Ivrys88@aol.com (Ivrys88)
Subject: One Afternoon in the Gym (M/M)
Date: Sat, 25 Apr 1998 07:08:16 GMT

Disclaimer:  IF YOU ARE LEGALLY UNDERAGE TO VIEW OR READ
SEXUALLY EXPLICIT MATERIALS - STOP NOW. THIS SHORT STORY
CONTAINS EXPLICIT SEXUAL ACTS BETWEEN CONSENTING MALES.
ALL CHARACTERS IN THIS WORK OF TOTAL FICTION ARE BETWEEN
THE AGES OF 24 - 40 YO.

One Afternoon at the Gym by K. Nitsua

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 strong 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 strong 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. Strong 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 my load, man,"
he grunted. "Go ahead," replied Gary, increasing the pace of his thrusts.
"I'll come 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 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 shoot jets of hot cum across his heaving chest and stomach. 


ONE AFTERNOON IN THE GYM, PART TWO by K. Nitsua.

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 come 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 or anything?" asked Gary.

Paul snorted, "Why, are you? What a sex maniac.  Although--" he added,
brushing Gary's 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 threesome?" 

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 and wait in here.
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 small round 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 custodian's long straight shaft
sliding in and out of Gary's eager asshole. His dark-haired 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." He in turn gazed down at his hard organ disappearing into the tight hole
in front of him.  This was heaven.

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 come."

"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 come-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.

"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."

END