Gym Cruising M/M

[alexhayley]

This is my first time ever writing like this. Been a long time reader, but never a writer. Thought I could take some of my own experiences and share them this way. Let me know your thoughts and I hope you enjoy!

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Chapter One

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“Love Shack, Baby Love Shack”

1…2...3…4…5…6…7…8

“Love Shack, Baby Love Shack”

1…2…3…4…5…6…7…8

Alex’s leg rose like a dog at a fire hydrant with every beat of the song. Sweat dripped down his nose onto the mat beneath him. Despite trying to keep his breath measured, the burn in his ass made his exhales ragged as his lungs desperately sought fresh air. His palms struggled to grip the mat and maintain balance. The past hour at the gym had depleted his stamina, and this last workout was all that remained of leg day. Alex tightened his core and shifted his weight from his left knee to his right. While his right ass cheek was thankful for the rest, his left cheek screamed as it replicated the workout.

“Love Shack, Baby Love Shack”

1…2...3…4…5…6…7…8

“Love Shack, Baby Love Shack”

1…2…3…4…5…6…7…8

As the sound of the B-52s faded, Alex finally let both knees rest on the mat. He pushed off his hands, no longer on all fours, and attempted to shift the weight in his hips to stretch the muscles in his glutes. The workout was done, and the soreness was merely an indicator of accomplishment. All that was left was to stretch, shower, and then he would head out.

Leg Day was Alex’s favorite. And what else would one expect from a dancer? The stronger the muscle, the more power and the more control. While regular classes and auditions kept him in decent shape, the work at the gym made his physique even more impressive. Keeping his body tight was as much for the business as for Alex himself. Stretching is an essential part of any workout; stretching is vital for a dancer, and, as Alex had learned, it also had other benefits.

As Alex stretched, he took in his surroundings. Being an unemployed dancer and working in a restaurant between auditions in New York City limited the number of gyms his budget could accommodate. There were plenty of aesthetic gyms in the area; Alex maintained membership at the chain gym, where he could visit any branch in the city for twenty bucks a month. You know the one. While most locations featured a distinct lack of eye candy, the Hell’s Kitchen location was somewhat of an anomaly. With an address in a distinctly gay area of midtown, the air in the gym was distinctly different from other branches in the city. The stretching area was somewhat cramped, in a little alcove off the main workout room. Alex was lucky, and the location was mostly empty. As he worked through several stretches, lengthening his sore muscles, he picked up his phone to see any updates.

As he scrolled through the endless spam emails, the phone vibrated in his hand, and a notification appeared on the banner. Next to a small yellow mask on a black background read:

“Looking good.”

Alex tapped the news and opened the app. There was no picture with the profile. Despite Alex’s profile clearly stating “No Faceless,” these guys always thought they were the exception. Alex turned his back to the mirrors on the wall, facing the gym floor, and sat down on the mat. He spread his legs wide and leaned forward slowly, keeping his back straight and his hips aligned until his elbows rested on the floor. Alex pulsed in place slowly, scrolling through the grid of shirtless, often faceless men. Slowly, he lowered his chest down to the floor and opened his legs as wide as possible. The stretch was deep, and Alex mirrored that sensation with a deep breath, willing his muscles to relax. His phone buzzed again.

“Damn, boy. You sure know how to stretch those legs.”

Alex sat up, legs still open. “Looking good” wasn’t just a reaction to his profile photos. The guy who messaged him could see him. Alex clicked on the profile. Alex looked around to see if he could spot this mystery messenger. At the alcove entrance was a tall, brunette, middle-aged man at the leg lift station. He was leaning on one of the cushioned forearm rests, scrolling eyes glued to the phone. A built man with dark skin cranking out sets on the pec dec, phone on the floor with the screen lit up. A Danny Devito looks alike, pulling knobs on a machine and consulting his phone. A pale twink with silver hair lying on his back across the room, posing for a picture. But to his right, a thick, muscled man with a close-cropped white beard was filling his gallon jug at the bottle refill station. He was looking at his phone as the water level slowly rose. A thick stomach matching his thick chest and corded arms was wrapped in a wide leather belt. The man’s eyes grew to meet Alex’s before dropping back to his phone. It was him; Alex was sure.

Alex was no stranger to cruising at the gym. In fact, he loved it. It was a dance in its own right. The apps may work as an accelerant, but the communication through body language was its own kind of communication. If he liked the view, Alex would be only too happy to perform. Alex turned and faced the mirror behind him. He took a moment to check himself out in the mirror. At 22 years old, Alex stood at 5’ 11” with sandy blonde hair tousled with sweat. Close cropped on the sides and back from his trip to the barber last week. Dark blue eyes, thick eyebrows, a narrow nose, and full lips smirked back at him. He rolled back his shoulders, wide which tapered to a slim waist. The tank top clung to his frame, partially from sweat and partly because he wore it tight to show off his physique. His chest wasn’t as muscled as he would like, but his defined arms and veined forearms pulled eyes. As Alex turned towards the man at the station, he pulled up the hem of his tank top to wipe his face. In the mirror, Alex saw the skin of his stomach and rigged abs appear. Framed by a V leading into his short, spandex 3” inseam, black shorts. Right above the waistband of the shorts, a thick white elastic strap gave a clue to what was wrapped beneath.

The ratio from Alex’s waist to glute seemed almost obscene in profile. His ass was pumped up from the rigorous workout, adding to the effect. Alex dropped his shirt and turned 180o, his back facing the mystery man. Alex rolled the top of his shorts, pulling the bottom hem up his thighs. Alex strategically fixed the hem. To an innocent onlooker, it would have looked like Alex was simply adjusting where the spandex gripped his legs. However, anyone watching would’ve seen the white elastic straps gripping the underside of a pair of well-defined and developed glutes. With just the slightest hint of jockstrap peeking out, Alex flexed his ass, watching the muscle jump in the mirror. The muscled man looked around the gym floor and met Alex’s eyes in the mirror. Alex gave a slight chin raise and broke eye contact. He bent in half at the waist, setting his hands flat on the ground with his nose between his knees. From experience, Alex knew the bottom of his shorts would’ve risen obscenely. Several inches of his bubble butt would’ve been revealed as the spandex rose, making the straps of his jock even more apparent, and the remaining fabric of his shorts was stretched to its limit. Alex walked his hands into a downward dog and then pushed his hips forward to the ground, finishing in a cobra pose. Alex turned to the mirror to find the eyes of his muscle daddy and see how he was enjoying the show.

A thirty-year-old woman was in his place with her back to Alex. Alex scanned the gym, but the man appeared to have vanished from where he was. Alex checked his phone, and there were no new messages from the mystery man. Alex sighed in frustration. He grabbed his mat, wiped his sweat from it, and hung it on the wall. Alex grabbed his phone and empty water bottle from the floor and decided to just hit the showers. The rush of a potential gym cruise got Alex’s adrenaline pumping, and he was a bit turned on. While this guy hadn’t panned out, maybe there would be some action in the showers.

Before going to the locker room, Alex stopped by the water fountain to refill his bottle. While it filled, he scanned the gym. THERE. Around the corner, out of sight from the alcove, Alex saw the muscle daddy. He had two massive dumbbells in his hands, doing incline chest presses that made the man’s pecs jump in an almost lewd way. The phone in his hand buzzed.

“I enjoyed the show.”

Alex looked over at the muscle daddy, still pumping out reps. It wasn’t him. Alex pulled the bottle out from under the spigot. He rolled his eyes to himself as he leaned down to take a drink fresh from the fountain portion. Putting on a show was one thing; putting on a show for a faceless man who might not even be there was another. Putting on a show for someone who wasn’t watching was probably worse than both. As the water touched his lips, Alex felt a large hand cup his right ass cheek. He shot up, and another hand gripped his shoulder, keeping him in place. Body on high alert, Alex felt something else against his ass. Firm and pressing into the top of his butt. The hand on his ass pulled him gently but firmly into the mass. A deep voice said, slightly louder than a whisper,

“Meet me in the showers if you want to do more than put on a show.”

The hand on his left shoulder disappeared. The bulge against his back similarly vanished. The right hand on his ass gave a light tap and, like the other appendages, vanished. Alex turned to the left to see if anyone had noticed. If they did, they weren’t making eye contact. Alex spun and saw the muscle daddy drinking from his gallon jug across the floor. Alex kept turning to face the direction of the locker rooms, looking for the man. Walking away from him was a tall, 6’4”, dark-skinned, muscled man. The man turned his upper body slightly to glance over his shoulder and made eye contact with Alex. The man grinned, flashing his white teeth like pearls against the brown of his lips. He winked and cocked his head in the direction he was walking. Alex gave him a smile back, grabbed his bottle, and followed.

 

[alexhayley]

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Chapter Two

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The dark-skinned muscle man continued walking towards the locker room near the front of the gym. Alex followed behind, his heart racing as adrenaline had blood pounding in his ears and dick in anticipation. He tried to hold his water bottle in front of himself as naturally as possible so as not to draw attention to his growing bulge. Alex took in the man before him. His red tank top hung from his massive frame. The straps on top of raised traps looked sculpted from years in the gym. Thick arms swung as he walked with the gargantuan hands that had cupped Alex's ass just seconds before. The broad shoulders drew into a narrow waist, though the tank fit much looser than Alex's. His legs were obscured by baggy shorts, though the thick calves that lead into white, high-top sneakers indicated this man was no stranger to a leg day either.

The man turned into the locker room, and Alex passed through the doorway a few seconds later. However, there are only a few steps ahead of him. The man was no longer in Alex's line of sight. Alex took a few steps forward and looked to his right into the alcove where the urinals and toilet stalls were. Though not Alex's preferred location for cruising, he was familiar with swallowing a load in a locked stall. But the Stud wasn't there. Alex continued into the locker room, passing the first lockers on his left and a countertop with mirrors where men styled their hair on the right. From there, the locker room opened to a larger locker area. The walkway he stood in continued straight back to the showers and personal changing rooms, while to the left and right were two U-shaped spaces with lockers along the perimeters and center.

Alex tried to be discreet in his surveillance. There were men in various stages of undress to his left and right, but none seemed to be the Stud he was following. He knew the man could be behind the center lockers, but going to check may be too obvious. Alex decided to head to his locker to strip down and grab his shower supplies. He turned to the left, walking past the changing men and feeling more than one set of eyes on him. Alex smiled to himself. He liked the attention. Alex followed the U-shaped pathway to the back corner of his locker. He twisted the dial on his combination lock and opened the door. Looking past the door, he noticed something out of the corner of his eye. Looking over, Alex saw him. Across the main walkway, directly opposite from where he stood now, was the muscle stud.

The man was in the middle of undressing. His tank top was pulled over his head, revealing a set of abs that looked like a carton of eggs, thick and defined. Two meaty pecs with low-hanging dark nipples were exposed. A White Bike Jockstrap waistband contrasted with the dark skin, drawing Alex's eyes. He could feel his jaw hanging loosely but seemed powerless to do anything. While the shorts were loose and hung off the Stud's hips, the excess fabric couldn't hide the bulge size in the pouch of the jockstrap. Alex raised his eyes to meet those of the Stud as his head emerged from the shirt's fabric.

The man flashed a smile and flexed his pecs. Alex felt his face grow hot. This was the part of the game he liked. Alex mirrored his admirers' actions and pulled the tight, sweat-soaked tank top off his tight body. Alex's skin broke out in bumps as the skin of his torso was exposed to the cool air. His cut abs and tiny waist contrasted the Stud’s, though equally impressive. The man had sat on a bench in front of his locker and was untying his high-tops while watching Alex undress. Alex kicked off his shoes, turned his back to the Stud, and pulled down his spandex shorts. Alex felt the cool air against his exposed hole. The straps of his jock were pulled taught against his ass, framing his pink hole perfectly. Alex stood up, spread his legs slightly, and flexed his glute muscles as he looked over his shoulder at the Stud. Now, it wasn't Alex whose mouth was hanging open. When their eyes met again, his eyes had a new hunger.

Alex's dick was hard at this point, straining against the tight pouch of his jock. He could feel a drop of precum works its way out of his dick and dampen the fabric. Exhibitionism was a turn-on for him. Alex gave the Stud a wink, grabbed his shoes and socks, and took a seat on the bench to unlock the lock on the bottom row of the lockers. He put his discarded clothing back in his locker. As he leaned into his locker to pack away his clothing and wrestle his towel out of the duffle back, the locker door blocked his view of the Stud. Assuming eyes were still on him, he arched his back lewdly. Finally, Alex pulled his towel free and grabbed his lock to relock the locker. As he grabbed his towel, he could sense a body right next to him.

Alex turned and was at eye level with a massive soft dick right in his face. It looked six inches and still relatively soft, though it did seem to swell slightly as Alex made eye contact with it. The head was a lighter brown than the rest of the shaft, and it hung over a pair of massive, low-hanging balls, like quail eggs in a leather sack. The swelled again, getting thicker and slightly more prominent as Alex stared. Eventually, he came to his senses and let his eyes wander up. Past the firm stomach, the raised abs, and the massive pecs that looked even bigger from this angle, Alex made eye contact with the Stud. The Stud's hands held both ends of his towel, slung over the man's thick neck. The man smiled, maintaining eye contact, and flexed his dick. This time, Alex noticed, it expanded exponentially and lengthened another inch. There wasn't much space between the Stud's dick and Alex's face, and with every second, that gap got smaller and smaller. The dick was now seven inches long and was standing away from the man's body, supported by his own musculature. A bead of precum formed at the tip as the spongy head grew as firm as the rest of the man's body. Alex opened his mouth to say,

"Hey, I'm…"

"' Scuse me, man, can I get through?"

A voice rang from behind the mass of muscle before Alex.

As the Stud turned, one hand let go of the towel and cupped Alex's head. Alex heard the Stud say,

"Sorry, man, let me just move and let you squeeze by."

And with that, the space between the growing muscle dick and Alex's face narrowed until there was none left. Alex had opened his mouth to greet the Stud before him, and that mouth was now filled with several inches of rapidly hardening stud dick. The hand on the back of Alex's head held him in place as the dick slipped further into his mouth and began to enter his throat. Alex inhaled before his airway was filled and loosened his throat to make way for the surprise entry. Alex felt the smooth sack touch his chin as his nose was surrounded by a bush of fine, soft pubes. Out of the corner of his eye, Alex saw a trim man walk past. The man turned back and said,

"Thanks, man, I appre…"

The new man seemed to notice Alex for the first time. While much of the show Alex and the Stud had been putting on for one another could've been interpreted as innocent, there was no such excuse for the current position. Alex felt his mouth open wider involuntarily. The dick was still growing, but now Alex couldn't see the change, only feel it. Alex's own dick was now straining at the pouch of his jock strap, begging for release. Another bit of precum bubbled from his dick into the already damp fabric.

"Damn…"

The new man exhaled as he saw Alex's head where a dick should be. The Stud let out a chuckle and slowly pulled his dick out of Alex's mouth. Five…Six…Seven…Eight inches of thick, vein-covered muscle meat emerged. Alex felt every ridge as it slid over his tongue. He pressed up against the withdrawing muscle and caught the head of the penis as it passed by. Something salty, yet sweet, bloomed across Alex's tongue. Alex closed his lips around the dick, much larger now than previously. A thread of precum connected the Stud’s dick to Alex as the tip drew through his lips. The Stud removed his hand from the back of Alex's head and grasped his shaft at the base. Several inches extended beyond his massive fist. The Stud drew his hand down the shaft, causing the head of his dick to grow bigger and turn darker from the tip, where the strand of precum connecting Alex and the Stud, a bead of precum, bubbled out. The Stud drew his thumb across the head of his dick, collecting the precum and severing the tie to Alex's lips. The Stud turned to the man passing by and said,

"Sorry about that; we're just heading to the shower. See you around."

As he spoke, The Stud took his precum-covered thumb and brought it to Alex's lips. Alex opened his mouth without hesitation and swirled his tongue around the thick digit. That same sweet and salty flavor flooded his tongue again. Alex savored it and pulled off the thumb with a

*POP*

“Oh…uh…no worries…totally cool…I mean…”

The man stammered, unsure where to look, but the growing bulge under his damp towel made it clear he had enjoyed the view.

"Well, see you around."

The Stud said before turning his back on the stanger. Alex headed back to the main walkway and turned left to where the showers were. He turned back to Alex and asked,

"Coming?"

Alex grinned, stood up, grabbed his towel, and followed. The pouch of his jock was soaked with precum, and it did nothing to hide the hard six inches it contained. As Alex turned the corner, once more following the Stud. He heard the man behind him say,

"Someone's gonna be coming."

 

[dredlifter]

Wow, very hot.

 

[alexhayley]

CHAPTER THREE

The Stud walked in front of Alex back toward the shower area of the locker room. The Stud's firm, bare ass flexed with every step sitting high and tight over thick, powerful legs. Alex followed, his own ass exposed but framed by his precum-soaked jock strap. The Stud reached the shower area and turned in.

The shower area was one large room filled with steam as the hot water combined with the cool air. Small walls were divided into individual showers along the perimeter of the room, leaving the long side open to the center of the room. Each shower had a curtain hanging. These plastic curtains were transparent at the top but opaque at the bottom, bringing some semblance of privacy. Alex knew from experience that cruising in this shower space was a game. Before stepping in, men hang their towels on the hooks outside the curtain. The straight men, of which few, would close their curtains completely. Those interested in showing off often left their curtains partially open to survey the other muscled bodies in the area. You could see almost every other stall from one shower except those directly in front of or behind your own. The long walls had three batteries on each side; the short wall had one directly in the center and two oddly shaped showers in the corners. The corners had a much narrower entrance, and the shower head was deep in the stall, offering significantly more privacy. If someone hung their towel over the bar instead of the hook, it would be impossible to see anyone in.

All but one of the stalls were filled. Both corners had their curtains drawn, though no towels obscured the transparent portion. It seemed as if there were no action taking place in them now. All six stalls on the long walls had muscled men in them. One or two curtains closed, the others open and waiting. The one stall unoccupied was on the far, short wall. The curtain was pushed open completely, and the head was dry. The Stud had stopped at the entrance to the room to survey the space. As Alex came to stand next to him, The Stud turned and said,

"There's only one left; guess we'll have to share," with a smirk.

Alex smiled back. The Stud proceeded to enter the room. His engorged cock leading the way. With each step, it bounced, still wet from Alex's throat that it had been wedged down just moments before. The steam gave his skin a sheen that highlighted every muscle, and the lights from above played across his skin. Alex could hear his heartbeat in his ears as he watched The Stud walk across the room. The Stud hung his towel on the hook and turned to face Alex, seemingly glued to the entrance. Every man in their stall had seen The Stud walk by. Their eyes scanned his body. Now, it was Alex's turn.

Alex gripped his towel and entered the room. His years of dancing made his movements lithe and graceful. The muscles in his legs were long and defined. While Alex maintained eye contact with The Stud, he could feel the eyes of every man locked on his ass. The swollen, pumped-up cheeks were glistening from the steam. His ass appeared even more prominent as his cheeks flexed independently with each step. Alex grinned, allowing his hips to swing slightly. As he approached The Stud, Alex held out his towel for the man to take. And he did. With every eye on him, Alex grabbed the waistband of his jockstrap and pushed it to the floor, bending at the waist.

Alex could swear he heard a slight moan. His pink hole was exposed to the entire room. Alex straightened and handed his jock to The Stud. Alex's cock was rock hard and stood parallel to his washboard abs. Alex grinned at The Stud and stepped into the shower stall. He turned on the water and stepped out to avoid the cold blast. The Stud hung up Alex's towel and jock as his eyes wandered up and down Alex's body. Alex used his thumb to push down his rigid cock, so it stood straight out and then removed it. His erection swung back up and hit his abs with a SMACK! A glob of precum was smeared where the tip hit. Looking past The Stud, Alex saw several men peeking out of their shower stalls. Alex used his thumb to scoop up the fluid and brought it to his lips. He swallowed his thumb, tasting his own salty essence, distinctively different from The Studs that had been on his lips just minutes prior. As steam began to rise, Alex turned his back to The Stud and the rest of the room and pushed his ass into the rainfall of water.

The cascade of warm water felt good on Alex's sore ass. The muscles relaxed under the heat, and his hole felt a stream trickle over it. The big hand he felt at the water fountain cupped his ass once again. Gently, it traveled over the large, surfaced area, occasionally squeezing the massive mound of flesh. Alex pushed back against it. Another hand joined on the opposite side of his body as The Stud stepped into the stall to join Alex. The two hands moved to Alex's waist and directed him away from the wall he was facing. Instead of his hole facing the room, it was now facing the shower head…or it would be, were there not a mammoth muscle man blocking the water flow. Alex now stood in profile. The hands-on his waist pushed him closer to the wall. Alex put his hands out to brace his body weight and stuck his ass out even more. In a wide semi crouched stance, Alex was bent over slightly, with dark, extensive hands on his waist and with his ass stuck out lewdly.

Then Alex felt it. A long, thick, rock-hard muscle cock slid between the cleft of his cheeks. The semi-hard dick that had been in his throat was now at its full size, and while Alex couldn't see it, it felt as if it had grown exponentially. The low-hanging testicles that had rested on his chin now bumped eagerly against his smooth hole. The leathery skin sent tingles across the nerves there, and Alex's hole puckered against him. The dick slowly pulled back, and one hand left Alex's waist. Alex felt more pressure against his hole and knew the spongy cock head was now raging hard and wanted entrance. SMACK. SMACK. SMACK. Three hits echoed across the room, the only sound separate from the running water. The Stud had grabbed his cock and beat it against the muscle of Alex's ass. Alex moaned involuntarily and not quietly at all. Alex turned to look out and noticed the men in the showers were much more obviously watching the show and very obviously stroking their own erections. Another few men had entered the room and, with the hard cocks or bulges on display, were clearly enjoying the performance.

Out of nowhere, Alex's balance shifted. His arms against the wall were now on either side of his pecs. His chest was flat against the wall, as was his stiff cock and the rest of his lower body. Alex turned his face to the side to prevent going face-first into the wall. But right behind him was another hard surface. While the front of his body was pressed against the cool, wet tile, against his back was rock-hard muscle. The massive pecs of The Stud were pressed against his shoulders, the carved abs pressed into his back, the quads pressed into the bottom of Alex's hard ass, and the rock-hard cock ran through Alex's crack to his lower back. The Stud was grinding that erection like an animal. Alex flexed his ass cheeks around the shaft, causing it to constrict. Alex could feel a throb in appreciation and heard a growl in his right ear.

"This is what you wanted, isn't it," The Stud's voice rumbled in Alex's ear, too quiet for anyone else to hear, "Stretching and showing off on the gym floor. That big ass is on display. You wanted me to take it, didn't you." Alex moaned in response. The Stud's stiff shaft rubbed against Alex's hole. Alex's cock, pressed painfully against the tile, throbbed and released more precum. The Stud's hands pulled Alex's hips forcefully back, grinding their two bodies together. The Stud's lips found Alex's neck. Soft lips pressed against Alex's tender neck. Lightly, the kisses moved back up to his ear. Teeth bit into Alex's earlobe, not painfully, but firmly. Alex's head rolled around as he gasped loudly. One hand moved off Alex's hips and came to his neck. It held his head firmly in place as The Stud's tongue penetrated Alex's ear, sending tremors through his body.

The Stud pulled back from Alex's ear and forced his head to turn. Alex and The Stud stared at each other briefly, eyes locked.

"I'm going to fuck you right here. Everyone out there is going to watch. If you want to leave, this is your one and only chance. That muscle ass is going to swallow every inch of this dick if you stay."

Alex held his gaze for a beat. The Stud's eyes were deadly serious; no jokes, no laughter. Alex brought his face to The Studs and pressed their lips together. It started soft and grew harder. A tongue invaded Alex's mouth as the rigid cock against his ass ground harder still. Alex pushed back into it, clamping the member between a rock-hard ass and abs as it thrust upwards. When the two broke apart, Alex merely said,

"Fuck me then."

 

[alexhayley]

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CHAPTER 4
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The Stud grinned at Alex's. Alex's hole clenched at the thought of the massive muscle between his ass cheeks stretching him open. As soon as he had the idea, the weight from his lower back drew back. The body of The Stud and the force holding Alex to the wall also withdrew, and suddenly, Alex started feeling the shower spray. While Alex and The Stud had been standing in the shower with the water on, the massive frame of Alex's temporary partner had all but shielded Alex from the spray. With the retreat of the man's form, Alex was now doused in warm water. Before Alex could wonder about The Stud's whereabouts, he felt the two hulking hands on his glutes. The large hands palmed his basketball-sized globes, massaging the mounds of muscle. It spoke not only to the size of Alex's butt but also to the genuinely colossal size of The Stud's hands. Alex felt his cheeks spread and then close. The Stud was working over every inch of the smooth, milky skin. Alex could feel the warm water from the shower trail down his back and over his sensitive hole.

As a regular cruiser, Alex always came to the gym prepared. His diet was consistent, as much for maintaining his physical shape but also for being ready to take a dick at a moment's notice. Alex had invested in a shower attachment to ensure cleaning out was a breeze and could be done quickly and regularly. Alex flushed his system before his trek to the gym today, hoping he would get filled here or elsewhere. As Alex's hole was exposed by the spreading of his cheeks, he was thankful he did.

Suddenly, Alex's skin broke out as if hit by a cool breeze despite the room's warmth. The Stud's tongue had connected with his hole, and Alex shuddered involuntarily. A light flick against the pucker, and then a long, flat tongue dragged across the tight entrance. Alex moaned and pushed back, desperate for the sensation to continue. The Stud's language was rough against Alex's hole, but the nerves burst with sensation each time they were stimulated. The Stud alternated between long licks with the flat of his tongue and probing the ring with his tongue as hard as his cock. The Stud reveled in how pink the hole was against the creamy skin of Alex's ass. It begged for attention, and The Stud was too happy to provide it. The Stud treated the opening like a second pair of lips. He kissed, sucked, and licked, savoring the flavor of the boy bent over before him. The Stud could feel every involuntary shake that racked Alex's body and, after a few minutes, felt the hole loosen and grow softer. He took this moment to bury his tongue several inches deep inside the muscle ass. The Stud grabbed Alex's hips and pulled it to his face, fucking the boy with his tongue.

Alex had been moaning softly while receiving the rim job, but as The Stud's tongue broke past Alex's hole, he gasped and let out a high-pitched moan. Alex was wholly at the mercy of the stranger whose tongue was now inside him. Like a puppet, Alex was subject to the mercy of the sensations occurring somewhere inside him. His cock was dripping a steady stream of precum. If it weren't for the water running to the drain, a pool of this syrup would be collected on the tiled floor.

Alex felt the Stud's tongue pull out of his hole. Alex reached back and felt his hole was softer and much more relaxed than it had been minutes before. There was no doubt that the Stud's expert tongue had loosened him up. But even so, Alex wasn't convinced he was ready to take the mammoth cock he had felt. Alex's fingers were joined by another set. The Stud had reached down to admire his tongue's work. Alex withdrew his hand, feeling the thick fingers of the Stud play with his hole. They spread the soft pink flesh open, probing inwards slightly. Alex could feel his hole sucking at the fingers, wanting to take them in as they stroked. The Stud's other hand grasped Alex's head and pulled him up, turning his body.

Alex and The Stud stood facing one another, though The Stud stood a head taller than Alex and looked down to meet his eyes. Alex tilted his head back and reached with his mouth to meet The Studs. The kiss was light and gentle. Their mouths parted, and Alex could taste his own hole on The Stud's full lips. The Stud's gargantuan arms reached around Alex's slight frame, the hands going back to Alex's ass. The Stud resumed teasing Alex's hole with his fingers while the two kissed. The Stud's cock had gone down slightly but was still thick and heavy, pushing against Alex's abs and rigid dick. The Stud broke the kiss and raised a hand to cup Alex's face. They looked into each other's eyes, and the Stud slipped a large thumb into Alex's mouth. Alex sucked on the thumb like it was a soft dick, soaking it with his saliva. The Stud grinned and withdrew his thumb, replacing it with his middle finger.

"Get it wet, boy; I need to open up your pussy before I fuck you."

Alex obliged. Taking the digit into his mouth, he ran his tongue over each knuckle. He coated it with as much saliva as he could. The Stud added his index finger, filling Alex's mouth. Alex maintained eye contact, willing himself not to gag as his throat made the fingers slick. The Stud removed his fingers and reached back to Alex's hole. Alex brought his mouth back to The Stud's, only this time, the kiss wasn't soft; it was rough and hungry. The Stud's tongue pushed into Alex's mouth and wrestled Alex's own. The language that had just opened Alex's pussy was now dominating another orifice. At the same time, the Stud slipped the first two knuckles into Alex's wanting hole. Coated in Alex's spit, the finger slipped past the second knuckle. The Stud probed the passage, and Alex moaned into his mouth. The Stud worked the whole finger in and started adding a second.

Alex's kisses began to get more desperate. The sensations in his ass were turning him on immensely. He bucked his hips back against the fingers, willing his hole to open up and take them deeper. The Stud began digging against the walls of Alex's chute, making him gasp in pleasure. His body was wracked with sensory overload, and he couldn't seem to control himself. He knew there was a crowd of naked men watching him be used by this man, but he was powerless to do anything about it. He was entirely at the mercy of this man whose fingers were plucking his nerves like harp strings. Alex brought his hands up to The Stud's chest, feeling the thick slab of muscle. Alex massaged the pecs, feeling them firm up and flex under his hands. As his hands roamed the broad expanse, his fingers traced over soft nipples, and The Stud seemed to jump. Alex broke from the kiss and brought his mouth to the nipple on his right. Taking the smooth, dark areola in his mouth, a growl echoed through the shower.

The Stud continued his onslaught on Alex's hole with his fingers, loosening him up by massaging the muscle ring internally. Alex nibbled, licked, and sucked on one nipple while teasing the other with his opposite hand. The Stud's semi-hard dick shot back up to full mast with this new attention. The Stud's breath was short, and color exploded behind his eyelids. The small boy The Stud had been controlling effortlessly was now taking control of him! But the pleasure from his nipples was too much to fight against. His cock throbbed and gurgled precum, demanding attention.

As Alex shifted from one nipple to the other, the massive cock pressing against his abs made its presence known. The rigid shaft stabbed into his torso, unable to be ignored. Alex could feel his hole was well opened. Three fingers now sliding in and out and working him more, but Alex wanted to make sure the dick would fit. Alex pushed The Stud's hands off and dropped to his knees. Alex had had the dick down his throat out by the lockers for a moment, but it wasn't full hard then. Now, it was well over nine, pushing ten inches. Alex wrapped one hand around the base of the dick and then the second. Still, several inches of dick remained. Alex looked up at The Stud, who was looking down over his mountainous, heaving pecs. The cock throbbed in his hands. Alex looked at the men watching from their showers, and it seemed everyone was holding their breath. Alex was the one running the show now, ready to take charge.

Alex arched his back, pushing his ass out even further. He took one hand off the dick, keeping one at the base. He brought the cock and smacked it against his face, once, twice, three times. He could feel the precum bloom across his face like an egg had just shattered on his cheek. Alex stuck out his tongue and set the heavy dick on it. Alex's curled his tongue to catch the flared head of the cock, and ran it under the length of the ridge and then over the top of the swollen head. He was rewarded with a fresh stream of precum on his tongue. Balancing the tip of the penis on his tongue, Alex reached his hands forward for The Studs' hips and immediately pulled the whole length into his body. Ten inches of rigid, muscled cock rammed its way down Alex's throat. Alex felt himself gag but willed himself to maintain his position. Alex swallowed around the meat invading his esophagus and felt his Adam's apple bob against the cock head, now deep in his body.

The Stud threw his head back and roared as every inch was swallowed. He wasn't used to this sensation. Few men, much less a boy, had taken his entire length and none in a single gulp. When Alex swallowed, The Stud's cock felt like it was being forced through a vacuum tube. His soft balls rested on Alex's chin, and they drew up to The Stud's body as the cock flexed. Alex slowly pulled off halfway, enough to allow fresh air to enter his lungs, then slid back to the base. Alex spent the next several seconds bobbing down the entire length, continuing to test his gag reflex. Eventually, he pulled back till just the tip of the Stud remained. The veined shaft of The Stud's dick was covered in slime from Alex's throat. Perfect. Lube. Alex thought. Alex teased the head of The Studs dick, sucking on it and running his tongue around the massive dome.

Alex brought his hands up and began stroking the dick. Alex started to pick up the pace, twisting his hands as he bobbed. Alex spread saliva, precum, and mucus over every inch of the massive rod, knowing soon it would be inside him. Alex could feel his hole throbbing in anticipation. The Stud's hands were on the back of Alex's head, pushing more and more of his cock into Alex's mouth and throat. Both could hear the onlooking men stroking their cocks to the performance. A few moans and curses could be heard. The splashes of water, the groans of enjoyment. Alex pulled his head off the dick with a pop. It stood straight out, angry and engorged. The foreplay was fun, but it was ready for the main event.

 

[alexhayley]

Wow, very hot.

Thanks. Hope you're enjoying

 

[BBCKing78]

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CHAPTER 4
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The Stud grinned at Alex's. Alex's hole clenched at the thought of the massive muscle between his ass cheeks stretching him open. As soon as he had the idea, the weight from his lower back drew back. The body of The Stud and the force holding Alex to the wall also withdrew, and suddenly, Alex started feeling the shower spray. While Alex and The Stud had been standing in the shower with the water on, the massive frame of Alex's temporary partner had all but shielded Alex from the spray. With the retreat of the man's form, Alex was now doused in warm water. Before Alex could wonder about The Stud's whereabouts, he felt the two hulking hands on his glutes. The large hands palmed his basketball-sized globes, massaging the mounds of muscle. It spoke not only to the size of Alex's butt but also to the genuinely colossal size of The Stud's hands. Alex felt his cheeks spread and then close. The Stud was working over every inch of the smooth, milky skin. Alex could feel the warm water from the shower trail down his back and over his sensitive hole.

As a regular cruiser, Alex always came to the gym prepared. His diet was consistent, as much for maintaining his physical shape but also for being ready to take a dick at a moment's notice. Alex had invested in a shower attachment to ensure cleaning out was a breeze and could be done quickly and regularly. Alex flushed his system before his trek to the gym today, hoping he would get filled here or elsewhere. As Alex's hole was exposed by the spreading of his cheeks, he was thankful he did.

Suddenly, Alex's skin broke out as if hit by a cool breeze despite the room's warmth. The Stud's tongue had connected with his hole, and Alex shuddered involuntarily. A light flick against the pucker, and then a long, flat tongue dragged across the tight entrance. Alex moaned and pushed back, desperate for the sensation to continue. The Stud's language was rough against Alex's hole, but the nerves burst with sensation each time they were stimulated. The Stud alternated between long licks with the flat of his tongue and probing the ring with his tongue as hard as his cock. The Stud reveled in how pink the hole was against the creamy skin of Alex's ass. It begged for attention, and The Stud was too happy to provide it. The Stud treated the opening like a second pair of lips. He kissed, sucked, and licked, savoring the flavor of the boy bent over before him. The Stud could feel every involuntary shake that racked Alex's body and, after a few minutes, felt the hole loosen and grow softer. He took this moment to bury his tongue several inches deep inside the muscle ass. The Stud grabbed Alex's hips and pulled it to his face, fucking the boy with his tongue.

Alex had been moaning softly while receiving the rim job, but as The Stud's tongue broke past Alex's hole, he gasped and let out a high-pitched moan. Alex was wholly at the mercy of the stranger whose tongue was now inside him. Like a puppet, Alex was subject to the mercy of the sensations occurring somewhere inside him. His cock was dripping a steady stream of precum. If it weren't for the water running to the drain, a pool of this syrup would be collected on the tiled floor.

Alex felt the Stud's tongue pull out of his hole. Alex reached back and felt his hole was softer and much more relaxed than it had been minutes before. There was no doubt that the Stud's expert tongue had loosened him up. But even so, Alex wasn't convinced he was ready to take the mammoth cock he had felt. Alex's fingers were joined by another set. The Stud had reached down to admire his tongue's work. Alex withdrew his hand, feeling the thick fingers of the Stud play with his hole. They spread the soft pink flesh open, probing inwards slightly. Alex could feel his hole sucking at the fingers, wanting to take them in as they stroked. The Stud's other hand grasped Alex's head and pulled him up, turning his body.

Alex and The Stud stood facing one another, though The Stud stood a head taller than Alex and looked down to meet his eyes. Alex tilted his head back and reached with his mouth to meet The Studs. The kiss was light and gentle. Their mouths parted, and Alex could taste his own hole on The Stud's full lips. The Stud's gargantuan arms reached around Alex's slight frame, the hands going back to Alex's ass. The Stud resumed teasing Alex's hole with his fingers while the two kissed. The Stud's cock had gone down slightly but was still thick and heavy, pushing against Alex's abs and rigid dick. The Stud broke the kiss and raised a hand to cup Alex's face. They looked into each other's eyes, and the Stud slipped a large thumb into Alex's mouth. Alex sucked on the thumb like it was a soft dick, soaking it with his saliva. The Stud grinned and withdrew his thumb, replacing it with his middle finger.

"Get it wet, boy; I need to open up your pussy before I fuck you."

Alex obliged. Taking the digit into his mouth, he ran his tongue over each knuckle. He coated it with as much saliva as he could. The Stud added his index finger, filling Alex's mouth. Alex maintained eye contact, willing himself not to gag as his throat made the fingers slick. The Stud removed his fingers and reached back to Alex's hole. Alex brought his mouth back to The Stud's, only this time, the kiss wasn't soft; it was rough and hungry. The Stud's tongue pushed into Alex's mouth and wrestled Alex's own. The language that had just opened Alex's pussy was now dominating another orifice. At the same time, the Stud slipped the first two knuckles into Alex's wanting hole. Coated in Alex's spit, the finger slipped past the second knuckle. The Stud probed the passage, and Alex moaned into his mouth. The Stud worked the whole finger in and started adding a second.

Alex's kisses began to get more desperate. The sensations in his ass were turning him on immensely. He bucked his hips back against the fingers, willing his hole to open up and take them deeper. The Stud began digging against the walls of Alex's chute, making him gasp in pleasure. His body was wracked with sensory overload, and he couldn't seem to control himself. He knew there was a crowd of naked men watching him be used by this man, but he was powerless to do anything about it. He was entirely at the mercy of this man whose fingers were plucking his nerves like harp strings. Alex brought his hands up to The Stud's chest, feeling the thick slab of muscle. Alex massaged the pecs, feeling them firm up and flex under his hands. As his hands roamed the broad expanse, his fingers traced over soft nipples, and The Stud seemed to jump. Alex broke from the kiss and brought his mouth to the nipple on his right. Taking the smooth, dark areola in his mouth, a growl echoed through the shower.

The Stud continued his onslaught on Alex's hole with his fingers, loosening him up by massaging the muscle ring internally. Alex nibbled, licked, and sucked on one nipple while teasing the other with his opposite hand. The Stud's semi-hard dick shot back up to full mast with this new attention. The Stud's breath was short, and color exploded behind his eyelids. The small boy The Stud had been controlling effortlessly was now taking control of him! But the pleasure from his nipples was too much to fight against. His cock throbbed and gurgled precum, demanding attention.

As Alex shifted from one nipple to the other, the massive cock pressing against his abs made its presence known. The rigid shaft stabbed into his torso, unable to be ignored. Alex could feel his hole was well opened. Three fingers now sliding in and out and working him more, but Alex wanted to make sure the dick would fit. Alex pushed The Stud's hands off and dropped to his knees. Alex had had the dick down his throat out by the lockers for a moment, but it wasn't full hard then. Now, it was well over nine, pushing ten inches. Alex wrapped one hand around the base of the dick and then the second. Still, several inches of dick remained. Alex looked up at The Stud, who was looking down over his mountainous, heaving pecs. The cock throbbed in his hands. Alex looked at the men watching from their showers, and it seemed everyone was holding their breath. Alex was the one running the show now, ready to take charge.

Alex arched his back, pushing his ass out even further. He took one hand off the dick, keeping one at the base. He brought the cock and smacked it against his face, once, twice, three times. He could feel the precum bloom across his face like an egg had just shattered on his cheek. Alex stuck out his tongue and set the heavy dick on it. Alex's curled his tongue to catch the flared head of the cock, and ran it under the length of the ridge and then over the top of the swollen head. He was rewarded with a fresh stream of precum on his tongue. Balancing the tip of the penis on his tongue, Alex reached his hands forward for The Studs' hips and immediately pulled the whole length into his body. Ten inches of rigid, muscled cock rammed its way down Alex's throat. Alex felt himself gag but willed himself to maintain his position. Alex swallowed around the meat invading his esophagus and felt his Adam's apple bob against the cock head, now deep in his body.

The Stud threw his head back and roared as every inch was swallowed. He wasn't used to this sensation. Few men, much less a boy, had taken his entire length and none in a single gulp. When Alex swallowed, The Stud's cock felt like it was being forced through a vacuum tube. His soft balls rested on Alex's chin, and they drew up to The Stud's body as the cock flexed. Alex slowly pulled off halfway, enough to allow fresh air to enter his lungs, then slid back to the base. Alex spent the next several seconds bobbing down the entire length, continuing to test his gag reflex. Eventually, he pulled back till just the tip of the Stud remained. The veined shaft of The Stud's dick was covered in slime from Alex's throat. Perfect. Lube. Alex thought. Alex teased the head of The Studs dick, sucking on it and running his tongue around the massive dome.

Alex brought his hands up and began stroking the dick. Alex started to pick up the pace, twisting his hands as he bobbed. Alex spread saliva, precum, and mucus over every inch of the massive rod, knowing soon it would be inside him. Alex could feel his hole throbbing in anticipation. The Stud's hands were on the back of Alex's head, pushing more and more of his cock into Alex's mouth and throat. Both could hear the onlooking men stroking their cocks to the performance. A few moans and curses could be heard. The splashes of water, the groans of enjoyment. Alex pulled his head off the dick with a pop. It stood straight out, angry and engorged. The foreplay was fun, but it was ready for the main event.

So hot - please add more soon

 

[alexhayley]

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CHAPTER FIVE
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The Stud pulled Alex off his knees and turned him to face the wall away from the shower head again. Alex bent at his waist and braced himself against the wall with both hands. With a slight bend in his knees, he pushed his hips back and up. The hollowed-out curve of his lower back exploded into the obscene curve of his ass. Alex flexed the muscle, making it pop up even higher. His abs were pulled tight to his body, making his waist seem absurdly small. The Stud stepped up, his cock as hard as steel slid between the deep crevasse between Alex's ass cheeks. The Stud pulled back, drawing his fat cockhead down every inch. The Stud grabbed the base of his mammoth dick and smacked it against Alex's open hole. Once. Twice. Three Times. Alex moaned and felt his hole available with each hit. The Stud reached past Alex's head and pumped a glob of conditioner out of the dispenser. Alex then felt two of the thick fingers slide into his hole without much resistance. Alex pushed back on them, taking them to the hilt. The Stud rotated his hand, smearing the makeshift lube inside Alex's warm hole. The hand pumped the conditioner again, and then Alex felt the slick tip of The Stud's dick at his hole.

Alex pushed out with his hole against the broad helmet of the penis against his hole. He could feel himself slowly open and stretch around the engorged head. Alex moaned as his hole opened wider and wider. The Stud placed one hand on Alex's lower back, keeping him in place as he pushed in. Alex's skin felt like a current was running through it. Every nerve was lighting up somewhere between pleasure and pain. And then Alex felt it. His cock shot out a glob of precum that dripped to the floor and hung like a strand of silk. The head of The Stud's cock had passed through Alex's hole, which was now gripping tightly behind the flared head. Now, it was The Stud who moaned loudly. The Stud rocked his hips gently, resisting the urge to slam his dick balls deep into the tight body that now. Alex could feel the cock head flex inside his hole, stretching him even further.

The Stud reached past Alex's head once more and smeared conditioner on the length of his still-exposed dick, especially around the stretched muscle ring gripping the tip of his cock. The warmth felt incredible, and he wanted that feeling around every inch of his member. Alex felt the massive hands grab his waist, and the pressure on his hole increased. Alex took a deep breath and pushed back against the wall to meet the push from The Stud's hips.

"That's it, baby boy," The Stud murmured, barely audible over the sound of the running water, "Open up for me."

Alex pushed back, willing his body to accommodate the thick length of the man inside his body. Slowly, the penis moved further in. The Stud would slide in a few inches, then pull back half the length, then slide an inch deeper, then pull back. Alex's hole had never felt spread so wide. His cock was now producing a constant steam of precum. He moaned with reckless abandon. With all the men watching him take this mammoth dick, surely someone would keep an eye out for any staff that may enter. The Stud's cock pushed deeper and deeper. Alex writhed. His sore leg muscles shook as he struggled to take the swollen anatomy. It seemed to be impossibly deep inside him. Surely, there couldn't be much more left.

The Stud watched the firm white ass in front of him slowly swallow each inch of his dick. The muscle ass stood firm and round as he sunk deeper inside. The boy's muscles clenched around his girth, and it sent waves of pleasure through his pumped-up body. The veins on his dick became more pronounced as blood flooded to the area. He massaged the cheeks and felt his shaft gripped with immense pressure as the boy contracted around his length. The Stud moaned and felt a precum leak into the chute. He smiled at nature's lube. It would help for the last few inches.

"You're almost there, boy, how's it feel?"

Alex stumbled over his tongue, trying to wade through the waves of pleasure hitting his brain.

"Give it to me, Daddy. I love it. I'm so full."

And with that, The Stud grasped Alex's hips and pushed in the final few inches. Alex's head shot up, his mouth and eyes wide. An exhale combined with a moan and a yelp rang out. The Stud's head rolled back as he ground his hips into the muscle cheeks. The firm, round muscle encased in soft, smooth skin was clamped tightly around his entire cock. For a minute, his vision blurred. He felt his low-hanging balls pull up but willed his body to freeze. Alex tried to slow his rapid breathing. Slowly inhale, hold, and then exhale. He'd let out a whimper as he released the air from his lungs. With each breath, Alex felt his clenched muscles relax. The dick inside him throbbed like a second heartbeat. Alex began slowly moving his hips. Working the dick inside him. It helped him relax, like an internal massage. The Stud seemed almost frozen; the hands on his hips were holding firm. Alex looked over his shoulder at the man inside him. He saw the man looking into space momentarily before snapping back to the moment.

The Stud's vision returned after a moment of pure pleasure. Now in complete control of his faculties, The Stud looked into Alex's eyes. The boy's eyes were wide, staring directly at him. The Stud could feel the boy's hips rocking slowly and decided it was time to start moving. The Stud pulled his hips back a few inches and then pushed forward again. He repeated the motion, still maintaining eye contact with the boy. With each small thrust, the boy's eyelids fluttered briefly. A smile started working across his face, and the muscles on his lower back relaxed under The Stud's hands. With this new phase, the Stud pulled each inch out of the boy until just the tip of his engorged cock remained in the hole. He then pushed his whole length back inside the tight body before him.

Alex felt The Stud pull back. He felt his body grasp onto the retreating dick, not wanting to let go. When just the head remained, Alex braced himself and tried to relax for what was coming. Colors burst, and his vision blurred as all ten inches of man slammed back inside his small frame. The air was knocked from his lungs but above it all – a wave of indescribable pleasure. With every inch encased inside his body, Alex contracted his hole around the thick girth, starting at the deepest point inside his body and gripping down the whole length.

"Fuck," The Stud whispered on an exhale, "I hope you're ready because now is the time."

"Give it to me," Alex responded.

The Stud began pulling out several inches and pushing back in. He started slow and then increased his tempo. His powerful legs kept his position while his hips undulated back and forth. The muscles on his arms jumped and flexed as he held the boy in place. Alex was braced against the wall. As the strokes grew longer and harder, his own thinner and toned arms flexed to prevent him from flying headfirst into the tiled wall.

Within a few moments, wet bodies colliding filled the room. The Stud's muscled thighs were colliding with Alex's granite cheeks. The Stud's balls swung back and forth like a metronome, keeping time. The two moaned in the pleasure each other's bodies gave to the other. Alex began rocking back to meet the thrusts, allowing a new depth to be reached. He'd clamp his hole around the fat cock when it was fully embedded in his body, amplifying The Stud's sensation.

The Stud took his hands from Alex's waist and moved them to the boy's shoulders. The Stud bent his knees and began rapidly fucking the trim muscle slut in front of him. Just minutes before, he had watched this boy flash his spandex-covered ass in a gym full of men, and now the boy was taking every inch of his dick with ease. The massive globes were like shock absorbers for his pounding. He watched the pink hole swallow every inch and desperately try to cling to his length as he pulled back. The ass juggled with every thrust. With the new position, his strokes were shorter but faster. Alex's moans were a rapid staccato.

The men in the room watched this spectacle with no sense of self-awareness. The massive frame of The Stud behind the slight frame of The Boy was pornographic. The water cascaded down their bodies; the splashed as they collided, and the moans of pleasure were intense. The men stroked their own cocks to the show.

The Stud slowed his pace, transitioning to long, full strokes. He dropped his left hand and looped it under the boy's arm. Supporting the weight of the torso, he pulled Alex up to stand. Alex kept his ass pushed out and arched his back, allowing his hands to fall from the wall. The massive hand cupping his chest supported him. The Stud's other hand wrapped gently around Alex's lower jaw and throat, turning Alex's face to meet his own. The Stud was fully embedded in the boy's pussy. Alex gripped the entire length with his internal muscles, making The Stud smile. The two kissed over Alex's shoulder, their bodies melting around the point where they were connected. Hot water ran over them, combining with the waves of pleasure. This slight, soft moment was for them.

"psst…MOVE," a loud whisper echoed.

The throng of men watching rapidly broke up, some ducking back to the lockers, some into private changing rooms opposite the shower area. A few jumped into showers that were currently occupied. The curtains shut quickly.

Someone was coming.

 

[miamirt]

Wow, let’s go Alex!!

 

[BBCKing78]

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CHAPTER FIVE
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The Stud pulled Alex off his knees and turned him to face the wall away from the shower head again. Alex bent at his waist and braced himself against the wall with both hands. With a slight bend in his knees, he pushed his hips back and up. The hollowed-out curve of his lower back exploded into the obscene curve of his ass. Alex flexed the muscle, making it pop up even higher. His abs were pulled tight to his body, making his waist seem absurdly small. The Stud stepped up, his cock as hard as steel slid between the deep crevasse between Alex's ass cheeks. The Stud pulled back, drawing his fat cockhead down every inch. The Stud grabbed the base of his mammoth dick and smacked it against Alex's open hole. Once. Twice. Three Times. Alex moaned and felt his hole available with each hit. The Stud reached past Alex's head and pumped a glob of conditioner out of the dispenser. Alex then felt two of the thick fingers slide into his hole without much resistance. Alex pushed back on them, taking them to the hilt. The Stud rotated his hand, smearing the makeshift lube inside Alex's warm hole. The hand pumped the conditioner again, and then Alex felt the slick tip of The Stud's dick at his hole.

Alex pushed out with his hole against the broad helmet of the penis against his hole. He could feel himself slowly open and stretch around the engorged head. Alex moaned as his hole opened wider and wider. The Stud placed one hand on Alex's lower back, keeping him in place as he pushed in. Alex's skin felt like a current was running through it. Every nerve was lighting up somewhere between pleasure and pain. And then Alex felt it. His cock shot out a glob of precum that dripped to the floor and hung like a strand of silk. The head of The Stud's cock had passed through Alex's hole, which was now gripping tightly behind the flared head. Now, it was The Stud who moaned loudly. The Stud rocked his hips gently, resisting the urge to slam his dick balls deep into the tight body that now. Alex could feel the cock head flex inside his hole, stretching him even further.

The Stud reached past Alex's head once more and smeared conditioner on the length of his still-exposed dick, especially around the stretched muscle ring gripping the tip of his cock. The warmth felt incredible, and he wanted that feeling around every inch of his member. Alex felt the massive hands grab his waist, and the pressure on his hole increased. Alex took a deep breath and pushed back against the wall to meet the push from The Stud's hips.

"That's it, baby boy," The Stud murmured, barely audible over the sound of the running water, "Open up for me."

Alex pushed back, willing his body to accommodate the thick length of the man inside his body. Slowly, the penis moved further in. The Stud would slide in a few inches, then pull back half the length, then slide an inch deeper, then pull back. Alex's hole had never felt spread so wide. His cock was now producing a constant steam of precum. He moaned with reckless abandon. With all the men watching him take this mammoth dick, surely someone would keep an eye out for any staff that may enter. The Stud's cock pushed deeper and deeper. Alex writhed. His sore leg muscles shook as he struggled to take the swollen anatomy. It seemed to be impossibly deep inside him. Surely, there couldn't be much more left.

The Stud watched the firm white ass in front of him slowly swallow each inch of his dick. The muscle ass stood firm and round as he sunk deeper inside. The boy's muscles clenched around his girth, and it sent waves of pleasure through his pumped-up body. The veins on his dick became more pronounced as blood flooded to the area. He massaged the cheeks and felt his shaft gripped with immense pressure as the boy contracted around his length. The Stud moaned and felt a precum leak into the chute. He smiled at nature's lube. It would help for the last few inches.

"You're almost there, boy, how's it feel?"

Alex stumbled over his tongue, trying to wade through the waves of pleasure hitting his brain.

"Give it to me, Daddy. I love it. I'm so full."

And with that, The Stud grasped Alex's hips and pushed in the final few inches. Alex's head shot up, his mouth and eyes wide. An exhale combined with a moan and a yelp rang out. The Stud's head rolled back as he ground his hips into the muscle cheeks. The firm, round muscle encased in soft, smooth skin was clamped tightly around his entire cock. For a minute, his vision blurred. He felt his low-hanging balls pull up but willed his body to freeze. Alex tried to slow his rapid breathing. Slowly inhale, hold, and then exhale. He'd let out a whimper as he released the air from his lungs. With each breath, Alex felt his clenched muscles relax. The dick inside him throbbed like a second heartbeat. Alex began slowly moving his hips. Working the dick inside him. It helped him relax, like an internal massage. The Stud seemed almost frozen; the hands on his hips were holding firm. Alex looked over his shoulder at the man inside him. He saw the man looking into space momentarily before snapping back to the moment.

The Stud's vision returned after a moment of pure pleasure. Now in complete control of his faculties, The Stud looked into Alex's eyes. The boy's eyes were wide, staring directly at him. The Stud could feel the boy's hips rocking slowly and decided it was time to start moving. The Stud pulled his hips back a few inches and then pushed forward again. He repeated the motion, still maintaining eye contact with the boy. With each small thrust, the boy's eyelids fluttered briefly. A smile started working across his face, and the muscles on his lower back relaxed under The Stud's hands. With this new phase, the Stud pulled each inch out of the boy until just the tip of his engorged cock remained in the hole. He then pushed his whole length back inside the tight body before him.

Alex felt The Stud pull back. He felt his body grasp onto the retreating dick, not wanting to let go. When just the head remained, Alex braced himself and tried to relax for what was coming. Colors burst, and his vision blurred as all ten inches of man slammed back inside his small frame. The air was knocked from his lungs but above it all – a wave of indescribable pleasure. With every inch encased inside his body, Alex contracted his hole around the thick girth, starting at the deepest point inside his body and gripping down the whole length.

"Fuck," The Stud whispered on an exhale, "I hope you're ready because now is the time."

"Give it to me," Alex responded.

The Stud began pulling out several inches and pushing back in. He started slow and then increased his tempo. His powerful legs kept his position while his hips undulated back and forth. The muscles on his arms jumped and flexed as he held the boy in place. Alex was braced against the wall. As the strokes grew longer and harder, his own thinner and toned arms flexed to prevent him from flying headfirst into the tiled wall.

Within a few moments, wet bodies colliding filled the room. The Stud's muscled thighs were colliding with Alex's granite cheeks. The Stud's balls swung back and forth like a metronome, keeping time. The two moaned in the pleasure each other's bodies gave to the other. Alex began rocking back to meet the thrusts, allowing a new depth to be reached. He'd clamp his hole around the fat cock when it was fully embedded in his body, amplifying The Stud's sensation.

The Stud took his hands from Alex's waist and moved them to the boy's shoulders. The Stud bent his knees and began rapidly fucking the trim muscle slut in front of him. Just minutes before, he had watched this boy flash his spandex-covered ass in a gym full of men, and now the boy was taking every inch of his dick with ease. The massive globes were like shock absorbers for his pounding. He watched the pink hole swallow every inch and desperately try to cling to his length as he pulled back. The ass juggled with every thrust. With the new position, his strokes were shorter but faster. Alex's moans were a rapid staccato.

The men in the room watched this spectacle with no sense of self-awareness. The massive frame of The Stud behind the slight frame of The Boy was pornographic. The water cascaded down their bodies; the splashed as they collided, and the moans of pleasure were intense. The men stroked their own cocks to the show.

The Stud slowed his pace, transitioning to long, full strokes. He dropped his left hand and looped it under the boy's arm. Supporting the weight of the torso, he pulled Alex up to stand. Alex kept his ass pushed out and arched his back, allowing his hands to fall from the wall. The massive hand cupping his chest supported him. The Stud's other hand wrapped gently around Alex's lower jaw and throat, turning Alex's face to meet his own. The Stud was fully embedded in the boy's pussy. Alex gripped the entire length with his internal muscles, making The Stud smile. The two kissed over Alex's shoulder, their bodies melting around the point where they were connected. Hot water ran over them, combining with the waves of pleasure. This slight, soft moment was for them.

"psst…MOVE," a loud whisper echoed.

The throng of men watching rapidly broke up, some ducking back to the lockers, some into private changing rooms opposite the shower area. A few jumped into showers that were currently occupied. The curtains shut quickly.

Someone was coming.

I'm imagining Alex as Tim James

 

[heavy weather]

This is excellent erotic fiction. Very well done! Thank you!

 

[Marco86]

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