The Gym Hottie

I'd belonged to the gym for a while now, working out 3 or 4 times a week, just trying to perfect my hot young body. All the while I was working out, I checked out every single guy there. There was never anybody like Anthony. At first, I didn't know his name. All I knew was that he was hot, and that I would do anything to have him. I watched him work out for so long. The sweat gleaming on his enormous biceps and traps. He was just so perfect. Tall, about 6 feet with dark olive colored skin, dark hair, dark eyes and an amazing body. 

After a while, I began working at the gym, as an employee, and got to know Anthony better. It turns out, he works there too, a trainer. We talked about lifting and fitness for a while. I thought he was cool, and I guess he liked my company back, since he invited me to work out with him. Obviously, I couldn't keep up with him. He was an intense body builder, but I did my best to keep up; trying not to focus on him because I knew I would get hurt. But, on my down time, I loved to watch his muscles flex and relax over and over again. It was beautiful. They glistened and gleamed as the sweat dripped down over his body. We continued working out, working at the bench press or bulking up biceps and abs. Abs were the best part. Anthony took off his shirt to wipe his sweaty face and it was the money shot. There I was, staring at his six pack, the most incredible abs I'd ever seen, and Anthony looks up and sees me staring at his body. I guess he must've seen the type of stare I was giving him, and knew what I was thinking. He didn't say anything about. That made me a but uneasy. I didn't know how to handle that.

We finished our work out and Anthony said, "Come on, Let's hit the showers". The bells tolled inside my head. It was like a beam of light from heaven; my prayers had been answered. "Sure," I said willingly, "I'm all sweaty and gross. I could use a good shower". Anthony looked at me for a second, paused and said, "Yes you do you dirty boy". I knew where to take it from there.

The locker room was empty. Good, I thought to myself. I grabbed his tightly fitted sleeveless t-shirt and tore it off of him. I tugged at his shorts and Anthony stood there wearing nothing but his snugly-fit white boxer-briefs, half drenched in sweat, and half translucent. I smiled and just said, "Wow". Anthony chuckled and grabbed me, pushed me into the shower and stripped me. I began to rub Anthony's hot body. Stopping at all the sensitive parts. It almost hurt to touch his abs, they were solid rocks. 

The water was bearing down on us, it felt so good. Especially having the hottest guy I'd ever seen keeping me company. He looked at me passionately, and then gave me a deep kiss. I felt his warm tongue slide down into my mouth. I savored it. I never wanted it to end, but it did all too soon. I felt a poking at my waist. I looked down and to my enjoyment, Anthony was hard. His dick was enormous. As he once mentioned, size does matter, clearly it didn't for him. He was a MONSTER. 

At least 8 inches long, it wasnt even fully hard. And it was as thick as a beer can. I wanted it shoved down my throat until I couldnt breathe. I said, "Anthony, feed me your hot Italian sausage." With that, he grabbed my shoulders forcefully and made me kneel to take his beautiful man rod. He shoved it in my mouth and began fucking my face. It was pretty painful. His dick was so huge, It didnt fit completely in my mouth. Anthony was determined to make it fit though. He fucked harder, as I felt the head of his dick rubbing against the back of my throat, I controlled my urge to thow up and enjoyed the stimulation. It was actually starting to feel really nice. As Anthony continued to fuck my face, he moaned, loudly. "Ooohh! Josh, you're sooooo good! Keep su-aaaaah!!," he said, as I grabbed his balls and began massaging them in my hands, "That feels amaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaayzing!! Keep doing it!" 

With my other free hand, I went up. I began rubbing his abs and nipples. Anthony was enjoying it more. His moaning was getting louder and breathing was heavier. He started to fuck my face even harder and faster. I was taken back when he shoved his cock even further in. I gagged for a second, and as he felt my throat contract around the head of his dick, he let out a forceful moan as he curled his hips to force himself even deeper in me. "Oooooooooooooahhhhhh! Josh, I'm cumming!!" I knew that. I tasted his sweet man juice dripping down my throat. I never wanted it to stop, and it certainly felt like it wasn't going to. He kept cumming, for at least one minute. There was more cum than I was able to handle. It backed up into my mouth, where I got a really good taste of it. Finally, he stopped, but I kept his jizz in my mouth, savoring its sweetness. He pulled me up and kissed me deeply again, to share his hot man seed. 

As we were kissing, he reached down and grabbed my rock hard dick and began jerking me off. I was so damn horny from sucking Anthony, and being with him in the shower, I shot my load within a few minutes of Anthony's expert jerking. His hands and forearms were so muscular, he had a very tight grip on me. It felt incredible. 

After I cummed, we washed eachother, very slowly and very methodically, enjoying each others fit bodies (me more so than he). We turned off the showers and dried off, putting on clean clothes, Anthony looked at me and said, "Josh, you are amazing. I dont ever want this to end. I'll see you tomorrow?" I looked back at Anthony, nice and clean, wearing nothing but skin tight boxer briefs, I winked and said to him, "I certainly hope so, sexy".

We walked out of the gym together and continued talking about lifting, body building and fitness.