Anderson had been working as a janitor at the local fitness gym for nearly a decade. Each day, he would arrive early to sweep the floors, wipe down the equipment, and get the place ready for the day's patrons. The job was mundane but stable, and Anderson appreciated the peaceful routine it provided him.
However, there was one peculiarity about his work: he couldn't help but watch the gym-goers during his cleaning rounds. Anderson found their physical exertion and dedication to fitness to be intriguing, even arousing at times. He would often linger in the vicinity of the free weights or cardio machines, observing the way their muscles rippled beneath their skin as they moved.
Among the regulars at the gym, Anderson felt particularly drawn to two young men named Kasen and Seth. They were in their mid-twenties, lean and toned, with chiseled features that seemed to radiate an aura of masculinity. Anderson admired their impressive physiques, which they showcased in tight, form-fitting shorts during their workouts.
At times, Kasen and Seth's loud banter and occasional rudeness would annoy Anderson. However, he couldn't deny the involuntary twinge of attraction he felt whenever he caught a glimpse of their broad shoulders, powerful thighs, or the prominent bulges of their crotches straining against their athletic wear.
As the gym began to clear out in the late evening, Anderson stayed behind to tidy up. Kasen and Seth were still present, likely seeking an extra session after a long day. Anderson approached them and, with a polite tone, informed them that closing time was near and he would need to lock up soon.
Seth, ever the quick-witted one, retorted, "Oh, don't be like that, janitor boy. We're almost done, and we need to hit the showers."
Anderson hesitated, knowing his supervisor would frown upon him keeping the gym open past hours. However, something about Kasen's expectant gaze and Seth's playful tone made him acquiesce.
"Alright, but just for a few minutes," Anderson said, locking the front door and setting the alarm. "And remember, you can't re-enter once I've secured the building."
The two fitness enthusiasts nodded, seemingly unfazed by the restriction. Anderson busied himself with some final tidying, trying to distract himself from the anticipation building within him.
Ten minutes passed, then twenty, with no sign of Kasen and Seth emerging from the locker room. Curiosity prompting him, Anderson decided to investigate, hoping they hadn't slipped out a side exit. As he approached the male changing area, he heard muffled sounds – the gentle splashing of water and low conversation.
Anderson's heart raced as he pushed open the door, revealing the room's dimly lit interior. He spotted Kasen and Seth's gym bags on the bench, their contents spilling out in a disarrayed mess of towels, toiletries, and... jockstraps?
Without thinking, Anderson reached for one of the black, fabric pouches, his fingers brushing against the worn cotton. He inhaled deeply, his nostrils flaring as he took in the musky, masculine scent of sweaty, worn-tight underwear. A surge of arousal coursed through him, causing his cock to swell and stiffen beneath his janitor's pants.
Caught up in the moment, Anderson plopped down on the bench, tugging the jockstrap to his face. He buried his nose in the fabric, breathing in the primal aroma of exertion and male pheromones. His other hand crept beneath his waistband, wrapping around his hardened shaft as he began to stroke himself to the rhythm of his ragged breaths and moans.
Just as Anderson was on the verge of climax, the locker room door swung open, startling him into a fit of panic. Kasen and Seth, emerging from the showers, stood before him in all their glory, their wet, glistening skin a testament to their recent exertions.
Their gazes locked onto Anderson, surprise and outrage etched on their faces as they took in the scene before them. One hand still grasping the jockstrap, Anderson scrambled to cover himself, his mind racing for a suitable explanation.
Kasen took a step forward, blocking Anderson's path to the exit. A sly smile played on his lips as he looked to Seth, a silent question hanging in the air. Without waiting for a response, Kasen commanded, "Get on your knees, janitor boy."
Anderson's heart sank, realizing he was trapped. With a heavy sigh, he complied, sinking to the cold tile floor before Kasen and Seth. Their massive, throbbing cocks sprung free, leaking precum and glistening with droplets of water.
Seth approached, his voice low and commanding. "Smell this, you pervert."
Anderson's nose twitched as he leaned in, engulfing Kasen's cockhead with his breath. The musky aroma was intoxicating, making his own cock twitch in anticipation. He wrapped his lips around the tip, suckling gently as he continued to inhale the scent of their aroused bodies.
As he worked over Kasen's shaft, Seth guided Anderson's head to his own cock, demanding equal attention. Anderson's mouth watered at the sight, and he accepted Seth's offering eagerly, bobbing his head to take in more of the thick, meaty length.
Kasen's hands found Anderson's head, holding him in place as he thrust into his mouth, fucking his face with practiced ease. The wet, slurping sounds of their lewd activity echoed through the locker room, mingling with the groans of pleasure emanating from the two fitness enthusiasts.
Lost in the haze of arousal, Anderson felt Seth's fingers tugging at his waistband, pulling down his pants and freeing his aching cock. He gasped as Seth's hand enveloped him, stroking in time with his own movements, adding to the intense stimulation.
Seth leaned down, his hot breath tickling Anderson's ear as he whispered, "You're going to eat my ass, janitor. Good boys get that privilege."
Anderson's eyes widened, a surge of excitement and trepidation coursing through him. He had never engaged in such acts before, but the desire to please his new masters overpowered any reservations.
Guided by Seth's hands, Anderson lowered himself onto his knees, positioning himself between Kasen and Seth's outstretched legs. He reached up, his fingers probing at the tight pucker of Seth's ass, feeling it clench and relax under his touch.
With a deep breath, Anderson leaned in, his tongue darting out to lap at the entrance, savoring the musky taste of Seth's arousal. He began to circle the rim with his tongue, gradually pushing inside to explore the warm, velvety depths.
Seth's moans of pleasure spurred Anderson on, his own cock throbbing in Seth's grip as he lost himself in the act of rimming. Kasen's fingers tightened in his hair, guiding him to focus on Seth's hole, rimming and sucking with increasing passion.
As Anderson's skills earned praise from his new lovers, Kasen pulled him back, his cock still hard and pulsing in his mouth. With a firm grip on Anderson's hair, Kasen forced his head back, exposing his throat. He spat into Anderson's open mouth, the salty flavor mingling with the lingering taste of Seth's ass.
Without warning, Kasen shoved his thick cock past Anderson's lips, invading his mouth and throat with ruthless intensity. Anderson gagged, his eyes watering as he struggled to accommodate the girth, but Kasen held firm, thrusting in and out with no mercy.
Meanwhile, Seth's fingers found Anderson's puckered hole, his slick, drooling cockhead pressing insistently against the tight entry. Anderson felt a ripple of anticipation mixed with trepidation as Seth began to push inside, stretching and filling him.
Seth's pace was relentless, fucking Anderson with powerful, deep strokes that shook his entire body. The dual sensations of Kasen's cock pounding his mouth and Seth's thick length pistoning in his ass drove Anderson to the brink of ecstasy.
As Kasen's thrusts slowed, he pulled Anderson off his cock, his shaft still throbbing with arousal. Kasen's eyes locked onto Anderson's, his expression dark and intense as he growled, "Swallow my cum, janitor boy."
Anderson obediently opened his mouth, feeling the first hot spurt of Kasen's load hit the back of his throat. He gulped down the semenal release, savoring the salty, musky taste of his young lover's lust.
Moments later, Seth's climax overtook him, his cock pulsating as it erupted deep inside Anderson's ass. Seth's hands gripped Anderson's hips, holding him in place as he rode out his intense orgasm, filling the janitor to the brim with his thick, warm seed.
As the afterglow settled over the trio, Anderson felt a sense of deep satisfaction and contentment wash over him. He had pleased Kasen and Seth, earning their affection and, perhaps, their ongoing patronage.
Rising to his feet, Anderson was met with approving smiles from his new lovers. Kasen placed a hand on his shoulder, his voice low and reassuring. "You did well, janitor boy. You can come back and service us anytime."
Anderson nodded, a shy grin spreading across his face as he gathered his belongings and prepared to leave. As he exited the locker room, he felt a newfound sense of purpose and excitement for the possibilities that lay ahead.
