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It’s no secret that as a straight muscle jock I like to show off and get off on it. My first experience with exploring some fetishes was with this gay couple. I trusted them, they were not a hook-up Im not really into hook-ups, anything I do with a guy is carefully chosen for a long list of reasons.

I workout 6 days a week for a min of an hour to an hour and 20 minutes, for at least a year I had become friendly with a fit older guy and on occasion he would ask to workout with me. My workout and diet tips greatly improved his body and his workouts. It is not unusual to socialize with guys from the gym, so when he wanted to thanks me for my time he asked to buy me something to eat and a drink after the gym; I accepted. We went to a local outdoor bar and restaurant that many gym members go to, their menu is “gym friendly”.

We talked about working out, basic small talk and then he told me that he was gay, had a long term partner and that he wanted me to meet his partner. I wasn’t surprised, not because he was obvious but simply because I didn’t really care, he is a good guy, a friend and the fact he felt comfortable enough to tell me was a compliment to me. But then he said, “I feel you can handle this, and hope this doesn’t change things but, your body is outstanding, you are a sexy good looking masculine tough guy and my partner and I would like to know you better.” He went on to say, “You fit the fantasy of the type of guy we would like to spoil and have as a personal alpha stud.” Of course I am making a long story short for the purpose of this story, but that is pretty much it in a nutshell. Over time an other like conversations, what he proposed was he and his partner wanted me to spice up their relationship, they offered me complete discretion in a very nice… VERY NICE private home and even offered to pay me for my training advice in the gym. In exchange I would come to their home, when ever I wanted and workout in briefs or boxer shorts, shirtless and barefoot. To be honest the thought threw me off at first but then, frankly gave me a boner. So, one Saturday afternoon I called them and told them I would come by for a workout (they new what at meant).

I was nervous and sweating even before I began the workout, I started out shirtless then down to boxer briefs and nike sneakers with no socks, could smell my own armpits (which I like) and could feel my feet sweating. It felt odd, never bench pressed in underwear but as a horny high testosterone jock I sprung a massive boner, the head of my fat cut dick was above my waistband elastic and the blood was pumping hard through my body; what a fucking pump. Once that happens my boner takes over, of course they noticed and commented, the compliment and ego stroking only got me harder, so I showed them my full long, fat veiny, mushroom head dick. They knelt down to get a little closer and examine my hard throbbing cock. They both said, “you are one of the most beautiful men we have ever seen and that is one of the most perfect dicks we have ever seen.” Yeah it happened, they wanted it, I wanted it, both of them began sucking on my dick, gagging as they took turns deep throating and edging me.

To be clear I never jerk off, I am not into it, can’t get off that way so I was raging horny, the entire scenario, and all that lead up to it was off the charts nerve racking but erotic as fuck. I can also keep a hard on a while, if I am edged I can last minimum 45 minutes at full on engorged hard on in a future meeting with these dudes I stayed hard over an hour and a half edged out (unless my feet are worked, read on). They both worked my cock, taking turns as I squirmed on their in home gym flat bench. My back sweating all over the bench, my forehead and armpits wet with sweat and I could feel my feet damp and sweaty.

Then Tom licked down my leg, untied my right sneaker and began smelling my feet, then without any warning, he began to lick my sweaty feet and suck my toes. In a matter of seconds with my raging hard on straight up in the air, no one touching me I came all over, ropes of thick white sperm were shooting out of my dick in the air all over my abs and thighs (hands free). My entire body jerked, my mouth was dry and my dick kept cumming, I swear I double came. Their response was “holy fuck, you liked that”.

Yeah, never before then did anyone like me enough or was into me enough to really go at my feet, I found that day, that minute that my feet were a huge erotic zone that could make me cum in an instance. I think it was the combination of the ego stroking and the thought that these dudes were so into me that they loved the smell of my sweaty ripe workout feet. I learned something that day.