Gym fun
I occasionally get a trip away for work, sent to some training course or other for a day or two, generally put up in a fairly anonymous hotel in some apparently random part of the country. This time it was Birmingham, and the company had booked me into a fairly big hotel in the centre, which I was please to note had a gym and a pool at least. Arriving there on the Tuesday afternoon for the course in a nearby conference centre on the Wednesday, I thought I could at least use the time to go the the gym. Even the most dull hotel always seems to promise a bit of potential excitement, the anonymity of the place probably suggesting the possibility of some impromptu fun. This always plays on my mind a bit, but rarely comes to anything.
Heading down to the basement gym, it was predictably quiet. A couple of older guys marking time on treadmills, and a couple of older women in the pool, visible through the glass wall on one side. Feeling a bit disappointed there were not more potentially horny residents in, I just got on with doing a weights routine. Nothing overly strenuous, just going through the motions a bit. After about 20 minutes I was aware of someone else now in the gym, though heads not seen them come in. Unusually, they had taken up a space in the free-weights section, rather than the steppers or treadmills. Grateful for the usual array of mirrors that allows a good scope around a gym, I saw it was a young guy, probably around mid-20s and clearly pretty trim and worked out. He had short close-cropped hair, broad shoulders and solid frame, maybe around 5’9”. By his training gear and physique, I thought he may be either in the military or perhaps a personal trainer who had some sort of military connection.
Working out in the same fairly small area of the gym, we inevitably made eye contact, and it would have felt very odd not to acknowledge each other. We simultaneously nodded, and passed a couple of pleasantries. Over the course of the next 10 minutes, we would engage in a bit of small talk, particularly between sets. He noticed my accent and asked what brought me to Birmingham, and I explained. I noted he seemed very fit and asked if he was in the forces, which as it turned out he was, stationed up in the North he had come to Birmingham for one of his mates getting married, but was two days early due to how his leave worked out. HIs name was Gary, and we got on pretty well and our conversations became longer and a bit more involved, covering a few topics, such as family, work, places we had been and that sort of thing.
As I was coming to the end of my routine, Gary asked what I had planned for the night. I was doing nothing, and had no idea what to do in Birmingham for the evening. He asked if I wanted to maybe meet up for a drink or two in the bar. Sounds like a good idea to me, I told him. He told me his room number and said to just drop by and knock the door anytime after 7pm. Great plan, and I will be round to him as soon after 7pm as I could be. Returning to my room I was just wishing time to pass, and had a particularly long shower, during which I did frequently think of how he looked working out, that hard body and strong legs throwing the weights about. The thought was making my cock twitch, and I gave it a few strokes just to work it up a bit. Probably best not start to fantasise about the poor guy who is just looking to have a couple of drinks and a chat.
At 7:10 I couldn’t hang on any longer and went down two floors to his room, my heart beating a little bit faster as I knocked the door. I was delighted when he answered the door wrapped in towel and clearly just out of the shower. did he time it right, or was he running late? Either way, I was pleased to get to see that strong body again. He beckoned me in and gestured toward the sofa on the other side of the room, asking if I wanted a bottle of beer. I said I did, and he opened one for me, one for himself, said cheers and took a swig. As he stood in the room drying his hair, I could not help but watch. His arse was nice and solid, his things very strong and defined, and his stomach flat. It was impossible for me not to look at the bulge in the front of the towel, which was drawing my eye more and more.
As i was trying and failing not to stare at him, I noticed he was watching me in the mirror and had seen me looking at him. I felt a bit embarrassed at having been caught, but tried to pass it off by looking around the room like I was just taking in the surroundings. Not sure he was convinced, and he smiled a little, took the towel from around his waist, and started to rub it over his chest and back. This left him otherwise naked, and his gorgeous arse was there for me to gaze upon. It was making my cock twitch again, and I was beginning to regret having worked myself up in the hotel room and made myself this horny. Gary put the towel back round his waist and moved across the room, sitting on the sofa beside me to drink his beer. He started to chat, but I was finding it difficult to concentrate, having a bit of a rush to the head with this sexy young guy near naked beside me, their taut body right there and me longing to touch and explore it.
Enjoying our intimate setting and chat, I was happy to notice Gary raise his right leg up onto the sofa, which meant the towel fell aside and was only just covering his lap. Even better was that he had his hand sitting on his upper thigh and I could see his fingers very gently rubbing himself under the edge of the towel. The shape of his cock was increasingly obvious in the fabric, and I was more and more keen to watch it grow. Unable to sit in suspense much longer, I said I was noticing that he had a pretty big cock, and a very fit body. He seemed pleased with the compliment and thanked me for saying it. He asked if I wanted to feel his cock, and feel how it was getting harder. Oh definitely yes! I put my hand out and brought it down on the fabric of the towel, feeling the arch of his swelling cock and it curled down over his balls and between his legs. Running my fingers along the curled length, I could feel it straining against the towel as it was getting harder and thicker, looking for the freedom to straighten without being confined by the fabric. I shaped my hand to feel the girth, and slowly ran it up and down, feeling his thick, meaty cock twitching and pulsing as it grew.
In our new situation, we were chatting then about more ‘interesting’ things, and Gary said he was as into guys as he was into girls. He put it down to being constantly horny and obsessed with sex! Fair enough, and who can blame him? He had his fair share of women, and his army mates knew him as a bit of a stallion with the ladies but he explained that when he could he liked to go and play with the guys as well. He loved anything and everything horny, which suited me down to the ground. I asked if he would stand up so I could see his body in all its glory. He stood up, pulled the towel away, and faced me. His body was powerful and tight, nice solid muscles, bulging thighs, a light covering of hair over his chest and legs. By this point his cock was bouncing around half-erect, and his balls were big and looked very firm. He motioned for me to stand up and he helped my take my clothes off until I was completely naked. Gary started running his hands over my body, and I was eager to feel his hard body too, rubbing his wide chest and solid shoulders. He gripped my cock nice and firmly - I love the way a man’s hand feels on my cock - and teased back the foreskin. I was so turned on that my cock was throbbing and I felt my stomach lurch in excitement. Returning the compliment, I cupped his big balls in one hand, feeling them tight and heavy filling my hand completely. The other hand I wrapped round the base of his cock, the girth being so impressive I was only really just able to wrap in round and have my fingers and thumb meet.
We both sat back down side by side and he spread his legs wide, one of his legs over over mine as I reached across and gently ran my fingers up and down his shaft and stroked his big hanging balls. He returned the favour, stroking my cock with his left hand while he gently massaged himself under his balls as I stroked him. His cock was so good, absolutely rock solid with a nice pronounced ridge and prominent veins. I carefully pulled his foreskin back and forward over the big shiny head of his fat cock, feeling how it moved over the ridge of his glans.
Feeling his cock straining in my hand, I could not resist any longer and moved my head down to taste this beautiful cock. Licking round the head, I continued to pull the foreskin back and forward, bunching it on the forward stroke to push my tongue in and get a good taste of him. Making his cock-head all wet with my spit, I moved it in long circular motions round my lips, parting them with it and flashing my tongue over the slit. He tasted so good, and I could feel that throbbing thickness opening up my lips wider as I moved my mouth carefully down onto it. Filling my mouth a little more each time, I took that big fat cock deeper and deeper, using my left hand to massage his heaving balls while my right hand slowly wanked him and directed him into my mouth. Each time I could feel him tense and his cock throb, I eased off to make sure he did not shoot his cum too early. As much as I wanted to feel that load filling my mouth, I also wanted to make sure I got as much from those balls as I could, edging him for as long as possible.
Switching position, He stood up and raised his leg into the arm of the sofa, as I manoeuvred under him to let those fat balls dangle into my mouth. Hungrily licking them and sucking at them in turn as I stroked his thick wet shaft, I stroked my own cock so turned on by his taste and horniness. He pulled his arse cheek a bit at one point, which allowed me to run my tongue from his big balls, along to his tight tasty hole, and flick my tongue around it, tasking it and making it nice a wet. Positioning myself back in front of him, he took his cock in his right hand and rubbed it over my lips, pulling my head toward him and starting to thrust gently into my mouth deeper and deeper. Before long he was delivering nice strong and long rhythmic strokes into my mouth, fucking it nice and hard.
Moving over to the bed, I lay on my back with my head over the edge of the bed, allowing him to again stand astride my face and ease his rigid cock down into my mouth. I could feel it strain against its own throbbing erect state and push it down to get the right angle for my mouth, again delivering a nice solid fucking with those heavy balls swinging in my face. Easing his cock further down my throat, I reached back and managed to get both hands cupped round his balls as he leaned forward and took my cock into his hot mouth. He sucked me while fucking my throat once a slowly but firmly, and I could feel my balls tingling and building up to cum. Standing back up, we faced each other, put our cock together and he wrapped his hand round both as best he could and wanked them together, feeling each other’s solid cock pressed against our own. By this point I was just bursting to shoot my load, and really wanting to see him fire his hot spunk for me.
Lying back on the bed, Gary straddled me and again gripped both our cocks and wanked them together, his dangling balls brushing and bumping the base of my cock as he moved. I motioned for him to come further up the bed and straddle my chest so I could suck and wank him again, desperate for that delicious taste. Taking him into me mouth, his girthy cock again making me stretch wide, I wanked him nice and steadily with my left hand as I squeezed and massaged him balls with my right. He was thrusting into my mouth as he was building to a climax, and sensing him about to explode, I moved him out of my mouth and wanked him faster with his cock on the flat of my tongue. Mouth wide open, and making sure his balls were firmly squeezed n my hand, I felt the first spurts shooting out nice and powerfully, filling my mouth and covering my lips. Moving his cock around to get some of the spurts over my face, he twitched and spurted a good 8 - 10 times, the delicious taste of fresh cum flooding my tongue. Reaching back, Garry stroked my cock back and forward, and the movement along with the taste of his spunk made me shot my load all over my stomach. I kept wanking him and sucking his cock for minutes after, moving and licking gently to soothe his beautiful cock.
Gary collapsed onto the bed beside me, and he lay there just very slowly and dreamily stroking his cock in a post-cum glow. I noticed his cock was not really gong soft - the benefits of being young and horny - and reaching down I felt that he was again getting pretty rigid and had been stroking a bit harder and with more purpose. I gripped him and took over, and he shut his eyes concentrating on building for another cum. I really wanted to watch him wank over my face, so got him to stand up as I sat in front of him, and angled him so I could watch live and in the mirror as he stroked his fabulous cock for me. Tickling his balls as he worked on himself, he was wanking harder and harder, and I knew there was another nice load brewing. Gripping me on the shoulder, I leaned my head back and again tightened my grip on his balls as he unloaded another sizeable few spurts of his cum on my face. This one certainly took it out of him, and his cock was very sensitive when I licked the last few drops from him.
We both sat back on the sofa to recover, and I felt so happy to have had the benefit of such a gorgeous cock and horny young man. As we were both going to be in the hotel for another day, we spoke about maybe having some more fun, maybe bringing in a young lady for some fun. We both agreed that we would like to have a real horny MMF, so would try and arrange that for the following night. I could not wait to see Gary giving a girl a right proper hard fucking, and being able to taste the juice from a freshly cummed cunt directly off of his his big cock just as he pulls it out of a tight pussy.
Heading down to the basement gym, it was predictably quiet. A couple of older guys marking time on treadmills, and a couple of older women in the pool, visible through the glass wall on one side. Feeling a bit disappointed there were not more potentially horny residents in, I just got on with doing a weights routine. Nothing overly strenuous, just going through the motions a bit. After about 20 minutes I was aware of someone else now in the gym, though heads not seen them come in. Unusually, they had taken up a space in the free-weights section, rather than the steppers or treadmills. Grateful for the usual array of mirrors that allows a good scope around a gym, I saw it was a young guy, probably around mid-20s and clearly pretty trim and worked out. He had short close-cropped hair, broad shoulders and solid frame, maybe around 5’9”. By his training gear and physique, I thought he may be either in the military or perhaps a personal trainer who had some sort of military connection.
Working out in the same fairly small area of the gym, we inevitably made eye contact, and it would have felt very odd not to acknowledge each other. We simultaneously nodded, and passed a couple of pleasantries. Over the course of the next 10 minutes, we would engage in a bit of small talk, particularly between sets. He noticed my accent and asked what brought me to Birmingham, and I explained. I noted he seemed very fit and asked if he was in the forces, which as it turned out he was, stationed up in the North he had come to Birmingham for one of his mates getting married, but was two days early due to how his leave worked out. HIs name was Gary, and we got on pretty well and our conversations became longer and a bit more involved, covering a few topics, such as family, work, places we had been and that sort of thing.
As I was coming to the end of my routine, Gary asked what I had planned for the night. I was doing nothing, and had no idea what to do in Birmingham for the evening. He asked if I wanted to maybe meet up for a drink or two in the bar. Sounds like a good idea to me, I told him. He told me his room number and said to just drop by and knock the door anytime after 7pm. Great plan, and I will be round to him as soon after 7pm as I could be. Returning to my room I was just wishing time to pass, and had a particularly long shower, during which I did frequently think of how he looked working out, that hard body and strong legs throwing the weights about. The thought was making my cock twitch, and I gave it a few strokes just to work it up a bit. Probably best not start to fantasise about the poor guy who is just looking to have a couple of drinks and a chat.
At 7:10 I couldn’t hang on any longer and went down two floors to his room, my heart beating a little bit faster as I knocked the door. I was delighted when he answered the door wrapped in towel and clearly just out of the shower. did he time it right, or was he running late? Either way, I was pleased to get to see that strong body again. He beckoned me in and gestured toward the sofa on the other side of the room, asking if I wanted a bottle of beer. I said I did, and he opened one for me, one for himself, said cheers and took a swig. As he stood in the room drying his hair, I could not help but watch. His arse was nice and solid, his things very strong and defined, and his stomach flat. It was impossible for me not to look at the bulge in the front of the towel, which was drawing my eye more and more.
As i was trying and failing not to stare at him, I noticed he was watching me in the mirror and had seen me looking at him. I felt a bit embarrassed at having been caught, but tried to pass it off by looking around the room like I was just taking in the surroundings. Not sure he was convinced, and he smiled a little, took the towel from around his waist, and started to rub it over his chest and back. This left him otherwise naked, and his gorgeous arse was there for me to gaze upon. It was making my cock twitch again, and I was beginning to regret having worked myself up in the hotel room and made myself this horny. Gary put the towel back round his waist and moved across the room, sitting on the sofa beside me to drink his beer. He started to chat, but I was finding it difficult to concentrate, having a bit of a rush to the head with this sexy young guy near naked beside me, their taut body right there and me longing to touch and explore it.
Enjoying our intimate setting and chat, I was happy to notice Gary raise his right leg up onto the sofa, which meant the towel fell aside and was only just covering his lap. Even better was that he had his hand sitting on his upper thigh and I could see his fingers very gently rubbing himself under the edge of the towel. The shape of his cock was increasingly obvious in the fabric, and I was more and more keen to watch it grow. Unable to sit in suspense much longer, I said I was noticing that he had a pretty big cock, and a very fit body. He seemed pleased with the compliment and thanked me for saying it. He asked if I wanted to feel his cock, and feel how it was getting harder. Oh definitely yes! I put my hand out and brought it down on the fabric of the towel, feeling the arch of his swelling cock and it curled down over his balls and between his legs. Running my fingers along the curled length, I could feel it straining against the towel as it was getting harder and thicker, looking for the freedom to straighten without being confined by the fabric. I shaped my hand to feel the girth, and slowly ran it up and down, feeling his thick, meaty cock twitching and pulsing as it grew.
In our new situation, we were chatting then about more ‘interesting’ things, and Gary said he was as into guys as he was into girls. He put it down to being constantly horny and obsessed with sex! Fair enough, and who can blame him? He had his fair share of women, and his army mates knew him as a bit of a stallion with the ladies but he explained that when he could he liked to go and play with the guys as well. He loved anything and everything horny, which suited me down to the ground. I asked if he would stand up so I could see his body in all its glory. He stood up, pulled the towel away, and faced me. His body was powerful and tight, nice solid muscles, bulging thighs, a light covering of hair over his chest and legs. By this point his cock was bouncing around half-erect, and his balls were big and looked very firm. He motioned for me to stand up and he helped my take my clothes off until I was completely naked. Gary started running his hands over my body, and I was eager to feel his hard body too, rubbing his wide chest and solid shoulders. He gripped my cock nice and firmly - I love the way a man’s hand feels on my cock - and teased back the foreskin. I was so turned on that my cock was throbbing and I felt my stomach lurch in excitement. Returning the compliment, I cupped his big balls in one hand, feeling them tight and heavy filling my hand completely. The other hand I wrapped round the base of his cock, the girth being so impressive I was only really just able to wrap in round and have my fingers and thumb meet.
We both sat back down side by side and he spread his legs wide, one of his legs over over mine as I reached across and gently ran my fingers up and down his shaft and stroked his big hanging balls. He returned the favour, stroking my cock with his left hand while he gently massaged himself under his balls as I stroked him. His cock was so good, absolutely rock solid with a nice pronounced ridge and prominent veins. I carefully pulled his foreskin back and forward over the big shiny head of his fat cock, feeling how it moved over the ridge of his glans.
Feeling his cock straining in my hand, I could not resist any longer and moved my head down to taste this beautiful cock. Licking round the head, I continued to pull the foreskin back and forward, bunching it on the forward stroke to push my tongue in and get a good taste of him. Making his cock-head all wet with my spit, I moved it in long circular motions round my lips, parting them with it and flashing my tongue over the slit. He tasted so good, and I could feel that throbbing thickness opening up my lips wider as I moved my mouth carefully down onto it. Filling my mouth a little more each time, I took that big fat cock deeper and deeper, using my left hand to massage his heaving balls while my right hand slowly wanked him and directed him into my mouth. Each time I could feel him tense and his cock throb, I eased off to make sure he did not shoot his cum too early. As much as I wanted to feel that load filling my mouth, I also wanted to make sure I got as much from those balls as I could, edging him for as long as possible.
Switching position, He stood up and raised his leg into the arm of the sofa, as I manoeuvred under him to let those fat balls dangle into my mouth. Hungrily licking them and sucking at them in turn as I stroked his thick wet shaft, I stroked my own cock so turned on by his taste and horniness. He pulled his arse cheek a bit at one point, which allowed me to run my tongue from his big balls, along to his tight tasty hole, and flick my tongue around it, tasking it and making it nice a wet. Positioning myself back in front of him, he took his cock in his right hand and rubbed it over my lips, pulling my head toward him and starting to thrust gently into my mouth deeper and deeper. Before long he was delivering nice strong and long rhythmic strokes into my mouth, fucking it nice and hard.
Moving over to the bed, I lay on my back with my head over the edge of the bed, allowing him to again stand astride my face and ease his rigid cock down into my mouth. I could feel it strain against its own throbbing erect state and push it down to get the right angle for my mouth, again delivering a nice solid fucking with those heavy balls swinging in my face. Easing his cock further down my throat, I reached back and managed to get both hands cupped round his balls as he leaned forward and took my cock into his hot mouth. He sucked me while fucking my throat once a slowly but firmly, and I could feel my balls tingling and building up to cum. Standing back up, we faced each other, put our cock together and he wrapped his hand round both as best he could and wanked them together, feeling each other’s solid cock pressed against our own. By this point I was just bursting to shoot my load, and really wanting to see him fire his hot spunk for me.
Lying back on the bed, Gary straddled me and again gripped both our cocks and wanked them together, his dangling balls brushing and bumping the base of my cock as he moved. I motioned for him to come further up the bed and straddle my chest so I could suck and wank him again, desperate for that delicious taste. Taking him into me mouth, his girthy cock again making me stretch wide, I wanked him nice and steadily with my left hand as I squeezed and massaged him balls with my right. He was thrusting into my mouth as he was building to a climax, and sensing him about to explode, I moved him out of my mouth and wanked him faster with his cock on the flat of my tongue. Mouth wide open, and making sure his balls were firmly squeezed n my hand, I felt the first spurts shooting out nice and powerfully, filling my mouth and covering my lips. Moving his cock around to get some of the spurts over my face, he twitched and spurted a good 8 - 10 times, the delicious taste of fresh cum flooding my tongue. Reaching back, Garry stroked my cock back and forward, and the movement along with the taste of his spunk made me shot my load all over my stomach. I kept wanking him and sucking his cock for minutes after, moving and licking gently to soothe his beautiful cock.
Gary collapsed onto the bed beside me, and he lay there just very slowly and dreamily stroking his cock in a post-cum glow. I noticed his cock was not really gong soft - the benefits of being young and horny - and reaching down I felt that he was again getting pretty rigid and had been stroking a bit harder and with more purpose. I gripped him and took over, and he shut his eyes concentrating on building for another cum. I really wanted to watch him wank over my face, so got him to stand up as I sat in front of him, and angled him so I could watch live and in the mirror as he stroked his fabulous cock for me. Tickling his balls as he worked on himself, he was wanking harder and harder, and I knew there was another nice load brewing. Gripping me on the shoulder, I leaned my head back and again tightened my grip on his balls as he unloaded another sizeable few spurts of his cum on my face. This one certainly took it out of him, and his cock was very sensitive when I licked the last few drops from him.
We both sat back on the sofa to recover, and I felt so happy to have had the benefit of such a gorgeous cock and horny young man. As we were both going to be in the hotel for another day, we spoke about maybe having some more fun, maybe bringing in a young lady for some fun. We both agreed that we would like to have a real horny MMF, so would try and arrange that for the following night. I could not wait to see Gary giving a girl a right proper hard fucking, and being able to taste the juice from a freshly cummed cunt directly off of his his big cock just as he pulls it out of a tight pussy.
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