Jared worked hard every day as an associate at his law firm and today Jared needed a release. Dressed in a navy blue suit that complemented his ash blond hair, blue eyes, and fair skin, Jared passed the administrative staff and fellow associates as he headed toward the glass double doors that led inside the firm where he spent countless billable hours.
Wherever he passed, Jared was accustomed to eyes following him – and this moment was no exception. Without even seeing their gazes, he could feel the pairs of eyes that followed his 6’1” athletic frame as he passed. Women looked, men looked. Jared loved the attention from both sexes. He might never openly admit it, but the knowledge that his colleagues and underlings were ogling him gave him a bit of a charge. He sensed that many of them were imagining the fit body underneath that tailored business suit and what it must look like undressed.
Today, he was in need of showing off that fit body. Just a few minutes earlier, he was on his cell phone to his personal trainer, Kevin.
“Hey, Kevin, it’s Jared,” he started. “Have you got room today for a training session today at the club?”
The 30 year old trainer on the other end of the line, responded enthusiastically, “I’ll have to cancel one other client, if it’s really something that can’t be delayed.”
“Kev, I really need this training today. I am aching for it, buddy.”
“That’s all I needed to hear, J. Come over as soon as you can. I’ll be ready.”
Jared hung up, shut down his laptop, picked his medium sized red canvas gym bag and started for the office’s front doors.
The club was a few blocks from his Center City office. The entrance was in the lower level of one of the city’s smaller high rises. When Jared entered, the handsome young man at the front desk greeted him with a smile. Jared didn’t need to show his membership card here. A flash of his cocky smile, with his perfect white teeth was all the staff needed. Everyone at this club knew Jared by sight.
“Getting an early session in today, Jared?” asked Tim at the front desk.
“Yeah. Been a rough day at the office, so I need to blow off some steam.”
“Well, I know Kevin’s waiting for you. Have a great workout.”
“Thanks, Tim,” responded Jared as he made his way through the portal into the locker room.
The extremely clean carpeted locker room was fairly empty, this being a few hours before the post workday rush that this club usually experienced during the week. A few men of various ages in various states of dress went about their business as Jared entered. More than one took notice of the handsome professional, offering attempted casual glances and acknowledging nods or uttered greetings.
Jared responded in kind as he approached a locker and placed his gym bag on the adjacent bench. He slipped off his suit coat and hung it inside his chosen locker. Then he untied his necktie, unbuttoned his starched dress shirt and opened it to reveal his firm and nearly hairless torso.
He could sense he was being watched and he did not mind at all. He loved the idea that strangers were checking out his body as he revealed it to them.
Next, he slipped out of his size 12 black slip-on dress shoes and then reached down to remove each sock. If anyone was holding back from ogling Jared, now was the time to take notice. He unbuckled his belt, opened the top of his suit trousers, unzipped the fly and let the pants slide off of his onto the floor. Then he stepped out of the dress pants and hung them inside the locker. He stood in front of the locker, now wearing only his tight white 2(x)ist boxerbriefs, which hugged the curves his muscular glutes in the most flattering way.
Jared was getting ready for a hearty workout, and he needed to be sure his street clothes would be wearable when he was done. That meant that the underwear he was sporting needed to also remain safe from the sweat he was sure to soon release. And so, Jared slipped his thumbs under the briefs’ waistband and slid them down to his ankles, bending over slightly as he did.
The sight of this handsome attorney, now completely naked, was definitely the focal point of anyone interested in that locker room. He made sure to stay bent over just long enough for the curious to get a glimpse of his smooth buttocks and the light fuzz that began to cover in between his rear cheeks, leading deeper in between in a trail only the luckiest had been allowed to trace.
“Hey, you made it!” Jared heard, the voice coming from the entrance of the locker room.
Jared turned to see his personal trainer Kevin approach him. Kevin was thirty years old and 6’3” of extremely fit male stock. His short brown hair always looked just a bit unkempt. And the club issued black t-shirt and grey track pants clung to his frame very nicely – nicely enough so as not to show off too much of his very fit athlete’s body – but just enough so no one had to guess just how fit this trainer is.
Jared stood there naked as he extended a hand to meet Kevin’s outstretched palm and the two men shook hands in greeting. Jared could feel a little twinge in his groin, feeling Kevin’s warm and firm grip. He even felt his cock jump a little – something he wondered if anyone in the room noticed. It made him grin.
“Thanks for fitting me in, man,” said Jared.
“Not a problem. You gonna get dressed or are you planning to work out like that?”
“Think I can get away with it?”
“Bro, if anyone can…”
“Ha ha. Give me a minute and I will be ready to go.”
Secretly, there were men in that locker room who would have been all too happy to have Jared stay naked. But they would have to wait for another opportunity to ogle this fine man’s body.
Jared dressed in his workout gear and met Kevin on the floor of the club. They trained hard for the next hour, Kevin pushing Jared as hard as he would go. But as hard as the two men focused on the workout at hand, it was what might await after that both were privately looking forward to.
One common thread between the two men was that neither wore underwear underneath their workout shorts or track pants. So throughout the workout, each man caught subtle glances of the outline of the other’s cockhead when it pressed against the loose nylon of the garments.
Thoughts of how Kevin’s mushroom head would feel and taste in his mouth clouded Jared’s thoughts while they worked in sets with free weights. And is he wasn’t already distracted enough, when Kevin began sets of jumping rope, Jared’s lust increased as he watched his trainer’s outlined genitals bounce up and down against the mesh shorts.
The two men made eye contact, and Kevin offered a cocky look that told Jared he was enjoying the ogling while they went through the paces of their combined workout. Jared could feel the blood flowing into his groin and he felt his dick begin to grow and press against the mesh shorts. It was time for the two to take this program back to the locker room.
Kevin and Jared replaced all the equipment to its proper location, then they walked side by side toward the men’s locker room. The lunchtime executive crowd had pretty much dispersed and returned to their offices by the time the two entered the changing room.
Jared kicked off his cross trainers without untying them, pulled his short white athletic socks off his feet, guided his t-shirt over his head, then he slid his mesh training shorts down to his ankles and stepped over them, leaving his sweaty clothing on the floor. He stood in front of the lockers, naked, with his cock already showing his enthusiasm by standing at half mast while Kevin similarly disrobed.
Once all of his clothes were off, Kevin’s cock was also starting to show signs of fullness.
“Let’s head to the showers,” offered Jared.
“Right behind you, J,” replied Kevin, as he took a firm hand and smacked one of Jared’s butt cheeks. The sensation gave Jared an instant charge, making his cock get that much firmer and giving Jared a reason to slide into a devilish grin.
The two men approached the communal shower wall and each turned on a showerhead, standing side by side as the water heated up. There was clearly no one other club members in view, so Kevin and Jared conversed freely as they showered and unselfconsciously ogled each other man’s fit, naked body as the water and soap slid down the toned muscles each one had earned.
Jared spent a good deal of time soaping up his tight muscles, and Kevin kept his eye on his shower mate with intent interest. Jared loved the attention, and it made his cock get fuller with blood and harder as the water and soap mixed together. There was no denying his full erection and Kevin made no attempt to pretend to be less than fixated on his client’s engorged member.
“As your trainer, I wouldn’t be doing my job if I didn’t tell you to keep on working that muscle that obviously is full of tension,” Kevin told Jared.
“Is that right?” retorted Jared. “What muscle are you referring to, exactly?”
“I’m talking about this one,” Kevin said, as he reached his left hand and took hold of Jared’s erect penis, rock hard and dripping with soap and water.
Not skipping a beat, and not showing an ounce of surprise, Jared simply flashed a cocky smile as his trainer’s firm grip closed around his member.
“Yeah, that muscle needs a special working, for sure, Kev. But I think mine isn’t the only one needing some attention.”
And so, Jared extended his right hand and slid his fingers around Kevin’s engorged penis, which was as firm and erect as Jared’s at this point. And so, the two handsome men stood under the running water of the communal shower, each one holding the cock that he’d been waiting all workout session long to pay attention.
Kevin’s eyes rolled back as he closed his eyelids, partially from the sudden pleasure of having Jared’s firm hand around his cock and partially to keep the running water from flooding into his eyes.
“Dude, that feels so good,” Kevin uttered. “Stroke my dick.”
“Gladly,” offered Jared. “Been wanting to get my hands on that cock all day long, buddy.”
“Yeah?” uttered Kevin. “Well, I have been wanting to get my mouth on yours for a long time.”
When Jared heard that, his own penis got immediately harder and twitched a bit, which Kevin could feel in his own hand, still firmly grasping his client’s member.
(TO BE CONTINUED, if people want more...)
Wherever he passed, Jared was accustomed to eyes following him – and this moment was no exception. Without even seeing their gazes, he could feel the pairs of eyes that followed his 6’1” athletic frame as he passed. Women looked, men looked. Jared loved the attention from both sexes. He might never openly admit it, but the knowledge that his colleagues and underlings were ogling him gave him a bit of a charge. He sensed that many of them were imagining the fit body underneath that tailored business suit and what it must look like undressed.
Today, he was in need of showing off that fit body. Just a few minutes earlier, he was on his cell phone to his personal trainer, Kevin.
“Hey, Kevin, it’s Jared,” he started. “Have you got room today for a training session today at the club?”
The 30 year old trainer on the other end of the line, responded enthusiastically, “I’ll have to cancel one other client, if it’s really something that can’t be delayed.”
“Kev, I really need this training today. I am aching for it, buddy.”
“That’s all I needed to hear, J. Come over as soon as you can. I’ll be ready.”
Jared hung up, shut down his laptop, picked his medium sized red canvas gym bag and started for the office’s front doors.
The club was a few blocks from his Center City office. The entrance was in the lower level of one of the city’s smaller high rises. When Jared entered, the handsome young man at the front desk greeted him with a smile. Jared didn’t need to show his membership card here. A flash of his cocky smile, with his perfect white teeth was all the staff needed. Everyone at this club knew Jared by sight.
“Getting an early session in today, Jared?” asked Tim at the front desk.
“Yeah. Been a rough day at the office, so I need to blow off some steam.”
“Well, I know Kevin’s waiting for you. Have a great workout.”
“Thanks, Tim,” responded Jared as he made his way through the portal into the locker room.
The extremely clean carpeted locker room was fairly empty, this being a few hours before the post workday rush that this club usually experienced during the week. A few men of various ages in various states of dress went about their business as Jared entered. More than one took notice of the handsome professional, offering attempted casual glances and acknowledging nods or uttered greetings.
Jared responded in kind as he approached a locker and placed his gym bag on the adjacent bench. He slipped off his suit coat and hung it inside his chosen locker. Then he untied his necktie, unbuttoned his starched dress shirt and opened it to reveal his firm and nearly hairless torso.
He could sense he was being watched and he did not mind at all. He loved the idea that strangers were checking out his body as he revealed it to them.
Next, he slipped out of his size 12 black slip-on dress shoes and then reached down to remove each sock. If anyone was holding back from ogling Jared, now was the time to take notice. He unbuckled his belt, opened the top of his suit trousers, unzipped the fly and let the pants slide off of his onto the floor. Then he stepped out of the dress pants and hung them inside the locker. He stood in front of the locker, now wearing only his tight white 2(x)ist boxerbriefs, which hugged the curves his muscular glutes in the most flattering way.
Jared was getting ready for a hearty workout, and he needed to be sure his street clothes would be wearable when he was done. That meant that the underwear he was sporting needed to also remain safe from the sweat he was sure to soon release. And so, Jared slipped his thumbs under the briefs’ waistband and slid them down to his ankles, bending over slightly as he did.
The sight of this handsome attorney, now completely naked, was definitely the focal point of anyone interested in that locker room. He made sure to stay bent over just long enough for the curious to get a glimpse of his smooth buttocks and the light fuzz that began to cover in between his rear cheeks, leading deeper in between in a trail only the luckiest had been allowed to trace.
“Hey, you made it!” Jared heard, the voice coming from the entrance of the locker room.
Jared turned to see his personal trainer Kevin approach him. Kevin was thirty years old and 6’3” of extremely fit male stock. His short brown hair always looked just a bit unkempt. And the club issued black t-shirt and grey track pants clung to his frame very nicely – nicely enough so as not to show off too much of his very fit athlete’s body – but just enough so no one had to guess just how fit this trainer is.
Jared stood there naked as he extended a hand to meet Kevin’s outstretched palm and the two men shook hands in greeting. Jared could feel a little twinge in his groin, feeling Kevin’s warm and firm grip. He even felt his cock jump a little – something he wondered if anyone in the room noticed. It made him grin.
“Thanks for fitting me in, man,” said Jared.
“Not a problem. You gonna get dressed or are you planning to work out like that?”
“Think I can get away with it?”
“Bro, if anyone can…”
“Ha ha. Give me a minute and I will be ready to go.”
Secretly, there were men in that locker room who would have been all too happy to have Jared stay naked. But they would have to wait for another opportunity to ogle this fine man’s body.
Jared dressed in his workout gear and met Kevin on the floor of the club. They trained hard for the next hour, Kevin pushing Jared as hard as he would go. But as hard as the two men focused on the workout at hand, it was what might await after that both were privately looking forward to.
One common thread between the two men was that neither wore underwear underneath their workout shorts or track pants. So throughout the workout, each man caught subtle glances of the outline of the other’s cockhead when it pressed against the loose nylon of the garments.
Thoughts of how Kevin’s mushroom head would feel and taste in his mouth clouded Jared’s thoughts while they worked in sets with free weights. And is he wasn’t already distracted enough, when Kevin began sets of jumping rope, Jared’s lust increased as he watched his trainer’s outlined genitals bounce up and down against the mesh shorts.
The two men made eye contact, and Kevin offered a cocky look that told Jared he was enjoying the ogling while they went through the paces of their combined workout. Jared could feel the blood flowing into his groin and he felt his dick begin to grow and press against the mesh shorts. It was time for the two to take this program back to the locker room.
Kevin and Jared replaced all the equipment to its proper location, then they walked side by side toward the men’s locker room. The lunchtime executive crowd had pretty much dispersed and returned to their offices by the time the two entered the changing room.
Jared kicked off his cross trainers without untying them, pulled his short white athletic socks off his feet, guided his t-shirt over his head, then he slid his mesh training shorts down to his ankles and stepped over them, leaving his sweaty clothing on the floor. He stood in front of the lockers, naked, with his cock already showing his enthusiasm by standing at half mast while Kevin similarly disrobed.
Once all of his clothes were off, Kevin’s cock was also starting to show signs of fullness.
“Let’s head to the showers,” offered Jared.
“Right behind you, J,” replied Kevin, as he took a firm hand and smacked one of Jared’s butt cheeks. The sensation gave Jared an instant charge, making his cock get that much firmer and giving Jared a reason to slide into a devilish grin.
The two men approached the communal shower wall and each turned on a showerhead, standing side by side as the water heated up. There was clearly no one other club members in view, so Kevin and Jared conversed freely as they showered and unselfconsciously ogled each other man’s fit, naked body as the water and soap slid down the toned muscles each one had earned.
Jared spent a good deal of time soaping up his tight muscles, and Kevin kept his eye on his shower mate with intent interest. Jared loved the attention, and it made his cock get fuller with blood and harder as the water and soap mixed together. There was no denying his full erection and Kevin made no attempt to pretend to be less than fixated on his client’s engorged member.
“As your trainer, I wouldn’t be doing my job if I didn’t tell you to keep on working that muscle that obviously is full of tension,” Kevin told Jared.
“Is that right?” retorted Jared. “What muscle are you referring to, exactly?”
“I’m talking about this one,” Kevin said, as he reached his left hand and took hold of Jared’s erect penis, rock hard and dripping with soap and water.
Not skipping a beat, and not showing an ounce of surprise, Jared simply flashed a cocky smile as his trainer’s firm grip closed around his member.
“Yeah, that muscle needs a special working, for sure, Kev. But I think mine isn’t the only one needing some attention.”
And so, Jared extended his right hand and slid his fingers around Kevin’s engorged penis, which was as firm and erect as Jared’s at this point. And so, the two handsome men stood under the running water of the communal shower, each one holding the cock that he’d been waiting all workout session long to pay attention.
Kevin’s eyes rolled back as he closed his eyelids, partially from the sudden pleasure of having Jared’s firm hand around his cock and partially to keep the running water from flooding into his eyes.
“Dude, that feels so good,” Kevin uttered. “Stroke my dick.”
“Gladly,” offered Jared. “Been wanting to get my hands on that cock all day long, buddy.”
“Yeah?” uttered Kevin. “Well, I have been wanting to get my mouth on yours for a long time.”
When Jared heard that, his own penis got immediately harder and twitched a bit, which Kevin could feel in his own hand, still firmly grasping his client’s member.
(TO BE CONTINUED, if people want more...)
