Stranger in the Gym

Paul Stanley finished his jog and walked off the outdoor track, breathing heavily. It was a sunny late spring day and the afternoon was warm. He had taken off his shirt and stuck it in his waistband early in his run, and used it now to wipe the sweat from his face and chest as he headed toward the locker room. The exercise program he had begun several months before included weights as well as running. Looking in the full-length mirror earlier as he had changed, he had been pleasantly surprised by the increasing muscle mass in his chest and shoulders. His hard work was paying off; now, if only someone would notice.

Paul's locker was in a room in the basement of the gym. He hurried a bit to get there, as it was often closed and locked earlier than the others in the building. Apparently it had been the last to have lockers assigned that year, as only the three or four aisles nearest the door had occupied units. There was a small additional room off the back of the main locker room, near the showers, with only temporary lockers. Paul knew of course that a lot more than changing went on there. He had seen men in towels stroll in with elaborate casualness, or look out through the windows of the double doors to see if anybody could be enticed to join them. He himself had occasionally tricked there. Not lately, though. The few men he had seen who interested him hadn't seemed to return the feeling. More that once Paul had thought in disgust, hey, I'm not that ugly. Who are they waiting for, anyway?

Paul did not see anyone in the locker room as he walked in, but he heard the shower running. He found his locker and stripped off his sweaty running gear. Leaving it on the bench, he got his towel and shampoo out of his locker. Just then the shower stopped. Paul walked to the showers and entered the outer area where towels were hung. The man who had been showering was there, drying himself. He looked up at Paul and smiled and nodded.

Paul managed to say, "hi," with some difficulty. He was amazed at the man's friendliness, for there was no doubt that this one was the genuine article. Strong features, dark eyes, even white teeth under a mustache, almost black like his wavy hair. His body was well muscled without being overdeveloped. Defined pectorals were lightly covered with hair that thickened as it descended over washboard abdominals, smoothly joining with the thick pubic mass out of which appeared a nicely sized and shaped cut cock with darker, conical head and small round balls. Sturdy arms and legs completed the picture.

Taking all this in swiftly with a practiced eye, Paul found himself to his embarrassment getting a hardon. He swiftly dropped his towel to cover himself as he passed the dark stranger to enter the shower. Hanging it on the shower head next to him, he turned on a cold blast to steady himself. Gasping from the sudden chill, he felt his incipient erection subside. Paul could not resist turning toward the outer area again. Now the dark man's back was to him. The sight of broad shoulders tapering in a perfect V-shape to firm buttocks brought lust coursing into Paul's body again. This guy is just too much, he'd never look twice at me, Paul thought, sighing inwardly. With an effort he turned away and got down to the business of cleaning himself up. As he concentrated on soaping and shampooing himself he began to feel calmer. Lack of sex was sure beginning to have an effect. When he turned toward the shower entrance again the man had left. Just as well, Paul thought with mingled relief and regret.

He finished his shower, dried himself off, and went back to his locker, which was directly in front and some distance away from the double doors that led into the back locker room. As he bent to open it, Paul, out of force of habit, glanced toward the back room. To his surprise he saw the dark handsome man he had encountered a few minutes earlier, a towel around his waist, standing at the entrance, gazing outward. His eyes met Paul's, sending a frank and unmistakable message. Paul's breath quickened and he felt his cock stiffen as he held the other's gaze. Finally the man moved on.

Paul quickly opened his locker and put his articles inside. Closing it, he hitched his towel around his waist and walked quickly to the back locker room, passing through one of the doors and letting it fall closed with an audible thump. Despite his excitement he felt in control--he knew exactly how this game was played. His cock sprang out in full erection as he removed the towel from his waist and took it in his hand, walking back to the last row of lockers in the small room.

The dark man was there, of course. He too had dropped his towel which lay on the bench behind him. He stood with one foot on the bench, leaning forward, a hand on his bent knee, smiling. Paul walked toward him, then stopped momentarily, hypnotized by the masculine perfection before him. The stranger's hand went to his cock and that brought Paul out of it. He took another step and the dark man moved to meet him. Both men's hands reached out simultaneously for the other's tool. As Paul's hand made contact with the smooth hardness he had been admiring at a distance, he let his eyes drop to his prize. He gripped the shaft, noting with satisfaction its length and thickness. His thumb slid over the smooth head and reached the moist opening at the front. Lifting the cock, Paul used his thumb to spread the precum over the head. He heard a quick intake of breath from the other man in response.

The hands of the stranger had been occupied too, squeezing and fondling Paul's organ. Now they moved up, found Paul's nipples and began to work them expertly so that the blond threw his head back, eyes closed in pleasure. After a few moments Paul bent his head down, brushing his lips across the darkly furred chest in front of him until he reached the nipple. Opening his mouth, Paul let his tongue flick slowly and delicately across it. As the other's breathing quickened, Paul began to twist and squeeze the other nipple as he engulfed the first with his entire mouth, keeping his tongue in constant motion. In a few moments the stranger gasped and pulled away.

Paul spoke to his partner for the first time. "What's wrong?" He asked.

The other man smiled. "Sorry. That just felt so good I couldn't take it--very nice."

"So are you." Paul knelt, his hands cupping the other's hard dimpled ass cheeks. He closed his eyes as he let the jutting flesh of the dickhead play across his face, burying his nose in the pubic hair. Finally he let his lips part and close on the cock. Slowly he slid down past the head and down the shaft, then up again. Giving head to this guy felt very good. As Paul increased the pressure and pace of his efforts, he began to pull on his own stiff dick with one hand. The man standing before him began to sigh again, his hands caressing Paul's tousled blond head as the kneeling man buried his face in his crotch, taking the entire length of erect cock down his hot throat. A moan escaped his mustached lips as Paul twisted his head on the way up. The blond now raised his hands to the chest in front of him, teasing the nipples as he continued his efforts on the stiff cock which hadn't left his mouth for a second.

Paul raised his eyes and saw the dark man's head thrown back, his eyes closed and mouth open in pleasure as his partner worked him with mouth and hands. Paul's knees were beginning to hurt from the cold tile floor of the locker room but he didn't care. He felt the strong hands on his head, caressing and guiding him, and felt a rush of pride that he could give this much pleasure to another man. He grasped the ass again and lunged forward, deep- throating the cock until it choked him, keeping the rod stuffed in his mouth even as he gagged. With a grunt the man in front of him pulled back.

"Hey, friend, no need to choke on my account."

Looking up, Paul grinned, though he was gasping and his eyes were watering. "Wouldn't be a bad way to go."

The other man laughed. "So you like what you're doing."

"Couldn't you tell?"

"I sure could. I like to do it too." Hands under his arms pulled Paul to his feet. "Now it's my turn."

He knelt and soon the blond felt waves of pleasure flood through his body up from his crotch. His partner's hands and mouth moved rapidly and expertly, making a hot slippery tunnel for Paul's cock. Then lips and tongue washed his balls while a strong hand continued to work the stiff rod. As the mouth again surrounded his cock, Paul looked downward at the masculine form before him, at the face with eyes closed, then down the broad shoulders and muscular back to where the cleft of the ass was visible. He let his hands rove down the back and around the muscular ass cheeks. He then cupped the dark man's face, raising it to his own as he bent down and placed his lips on the other's mouth. Paul fleetingly wondered whether his partner would even want to kiss him, but the stranger took his mouth even more eagerly than he had his cock or nipples. Muscular arms encircled him as the man rose and kissed Paul passionately. Paul hugged back with equal abandon as their tongues and lips tangled together. After long moments they broke apart. Paul let his head fall against the shoulder in front of him, letting out a long sigh.

His partner spoke again. "Anything the matter?"

Paul chuckled. "Not one damn thing," he replied, "except maybe that I don't know your name."

The dark man smiled. "I don't know yours either. I guess I was more interested in other things...Anyway, I'm Gary, and you're...?"

"Paul. Gary, you are hot."

"Likewise," Gary replied. "There I was in that shower, thinking I was the only one in the place, and then you walked in. Made my day."

He took Paul's cock in his hand again, while reaching around behind with his other. Paul felt Gary's strong finger push into his asshole and closed his eyes from the new rush of pleasure. "Mm, I'd love to take something bigger up there."

Gary grinned as he continued to play between Paul's ass cheeks. "I thought you'd never ask. Turn around and bend over." Paul obeyed. As he crouched and put his hands on his knees, Gary knelt down again. In a moment the blond felt the soft, wet touch of Gary's tongue on his butt, moving closer and closer to the crevice between his legs until it tickled the hairs around his hole. Then the tongue began to probe the soft flesh of the hole itself. Paul 's eyes closed and he groaned softly as he pushed his butt back against Gary's invading tongue, trying to get as much of it up his asshole as he could. His friend redoubled his efforts, moving his head from side to side, pressing his lips against the soft flesh as he thrust his tongue into the prized orifice. The grunts and obscene smacking sounds coming from the man rimming him drove Paul into a frenzy of lust. "Come on, man. Yeah, eat my ass. Stretch that hole and get it ready for your big fat cock," he whispered through gritted teeth, pulling on his cock. "You're getting me so hot...can't wait to feel that rod slamming into me."

"You got it, buddy," replied Gary, rising to his feet. He pulled Paul back toward the bench where their towels lay, and reaching under his own, pulled out a small plastic tube. He winked at Paul, who had turned to look at him. "I came prepared." Gary squeezed some clear gel from the tube and quickly applied it to his hardon, staring at Paul all the while. Paul, feasting his eyes on the sight of this hot stud preparing to fuck him, thought he could shoot his load right now. Gary finished applying the lube and sat on the bench with his legs on either side. His erection jutted stiff and glistening in front of his body. He motioned to Paul. "Want to start with you riding on top?"

"Sure thing." Paul said, moving toward Gary. Putting a hand on his friend's shoulder, he straddled Gary's body and took the cock with his other hand and guided it toward his waiting hole. Bending his knees slowly, he pressed the hard flesh against the opening, and felt himself beginning to yield. In a moment he gasped as the head of Gary's member passed the sphincter and his hole closed behind it, squeezing the invading flesh. This moment always hurt but he knew he could take it. Sure enough, very quickly his ass relaxed, and the rest of Gary's dick began to slide into him almost without any effort on his part. He bent his knees further until he was sitting on his partner's thighs and knew that the entire cock was inside him. Closing his eyes, Paul savored the moment, pressing down with his body into Gary's lap to get it in as far as he could. His partner let out a grunt of pleasure. Paul opened his eyes, looking at Gary, and saw that his handsome face was dreamy with lust. Paul began to ride Gary's cock, tightening his ass muscles to give maximum friction as he slid up and down on the greased pole of flesh. With his right hand he pulled on his own stiff organ.

"Oh yeah," said Gary. "Ride that cock, man...feels so good." Leaning forward, he took one of Paul's nipples in his mouth, adding to the blond's stimulation. He began to thrust upward with his body in reaction to Paul's movements. In a moment Gary said, "Lie back on the bench, man, and let me really fuck you now."

Paul leaned backward, supported by his partner's arm, until his back was on the bench. He raised his legs in the air and brought them down on Gary's shoulders, the dark man's dick staying firmly inside him. He looked again into the dark eyes of this stud who was conquering him, using his body, and smiled his encouragement. In response, Gary leaned down and put his mouth to his. The kiss inflamed their passion and, grasping Paul's ankles, Gary began driving his cock into Paul's rectum in massive thrusts. Paul, pulling furiously on his own stiff cock, knew he couldn't last much longer. "Gonna shoot, man," he grunted. "Go ahead," replied Gary, increasing the pace of his thrusts. "I'll cum with you. Oh yeah...gonna shoot my hot cum in your ass...oh...oh..." His speech turned into wordless shouts as Paul felt the dick inside him begin to throb, emptying its liquid load into his gut. He groaned in delight as his asshole convulsively grasped the cock inside him and his own cock began to splatter jets of hot cum across his heaving chest and stomach.

For long moments, the two men let their bodies stay joined. The intensity of their shared climax left them both trying to catch their breaths. Finally Gary sighed and the pole of flesh imbedded in Paul's ass began to withdraw. Gary pulled out gently and it seemed to take forever. Paul began to chuckle.

"What 's so funny?" asked Gary.

"It's so long!" Paul replied. "Feels like it's a mile long coming out."

"Not as long as it was a second ago. Oh yeah--here it comes--almost out..."

"God!" Paul moaned as the head popped out and his asshole closed behind it.

Gary collapsed on his back and lay with his eyes closed. Paul raised himself, found his towel, and wiped the cum off his stomach. After a moment, he bent over his partner. An arm encircled him as the two men's mouths met again in another, gentler kiss. Gary opened his eyes and smiled. "You're OK."

"I bet you don't get many complaints yourself. How come I've never run into you before?"

"Well," said Gary, "I didn't hang around here much because I never saw anything going on. Then, one afternoon I was showering late, like today, and I notice this hot little maintenance man in jeans and a tank top giving me the eye. He showed me this room--we put it to good use. He told me that he had made it with other guys here. So then I started cruising a little more seriously. I've had my share of hot times, but you're the nicest by far," he added, stroking Paul's back.

"Wait a minute," Paul said. "What was this guy's name?"

"Only found out his first name-Dan. Kind of a little guy, real muscular, has a buzz cut."

"Oh, yeah," Paul laughed. "He's not bad. I've had a few good scenes with him myself up in a john on the fifth floor."

A glint appeared in Gary's eye. "Paul, how do you feel right now?"

"How do I feel right now? Pretty good, thanks to you. Why?"

"Are you still horny?" asked Gary.

Paul snorted, "Why, are you? Although--" he added, brushing a nipple with his lips, "I could probably get it up again if you'd give me a minute. Especially since I don't know when I'll run into you next."

"Well, you know, Dan told me he comes in this locker room pretty regularly around this time in the afternoon. What if we had a three-way?"

Paul began to grow excited. "That would be pretty hot. Do you really want to?"

"Sure," Gary replied. "You said you liked him, so do I. Let's do it."

"How'll we get him in here?" Paul asked.

Gary thought a moment. "I'll get this place cleaned up a bit. Why don't you hang out in the locker room or in the shower and get him interested?"

"Sounds good. Let's hope he shows," Paul replied. Taking his towel in his hand, he walked back to the door to the main locker room and opened it.

As he stepped into the main locker room, Paul heard the shower going again. He was a bit surprised, as it was pretty late in the afternoon. Good thing whoever it was hadn't come in the back a few minutes ago, he thought. An idea occurred to him just then. Paul walked quietly toward the shower room and stepped into the outer area. He saw clothes and a towel hung on one of the hooks. The unknown man was using a shower off to one side. Paul tiptoed to the shower room entrance and stuck his head in, looking around the corner.

Just as he had thought, it was Dan. The blond custodian's back was to him as he finished rinsing off. Paul feasted his eyes on the muscular back and tight ass he saw. At that moment Dan turned and caught sight of him. His body jerked in surprise, then relaxed as he recognized Paul. "Jesus, you scared me, man," he shouted over the rushing water. "Why'd you sneak up like that?"

Paul went up to him. "Sorry. I wasn't sure it was you." He placed a hand on Dan's shoulder and smiled into his eyes. "But I'm sure glad it is." His hand began to rove down the wet chest in front of him.

Dan smiled as he shut off the water. "I was changing some ceiling lights, got pretty dusty. Had to wash it off. I didn't think anyone was going to be here since it was so late. I locked the door." He grasped Paul's stiffening cock. "So we're safe."

"So you want to mess around?" Paul asked.

"Heck, yeah," Dan replied. "Don't you?"

"Sure," answered Paul, "but listen, I've got a friend here. He says he knows you."

"Who?"

"Tall, dark, mustache--really hot. His name is Gary."

"Gary? Jeez, he is hot. You guys are here together?" Dan grinned. "So you two have been going at it already, eh?"

"That's right. We were just talking about how great it would be if you came by. Want to join us?"

"A three-way with you both?" Dan said. "Heck, yeah."

"Well then, come on." Paul left the shower, and walked back toward the back room, Dan following eagerly. They entered and closed the door behind them. Gary faced them, as naked and erect as the others, his eyes shining. "Glad you're here, Dan," he said. He walked up to the blond custodian and took the clothes Dan was carrying out of his hand and put them on a nearby bench. "You won't be needing these."

Gary then took the towel he had been holding and started to dry the blond custodian's wet body. As he toweled off Dan's head Gary put his lips on the other man's mouth. He quickly worked his way down the hard body with both towel and tongue until he found the cock, jutting stiffly from the blond pubic bush. In a flash the rod was in his mouth. Meanwhile, Paul had knelt behind Dan to get at his ass. He parted the cheeks and found the small puckered hole. In a moment Paul's mouth and tongue were devouring the prize, while his hand beat on his own stiff dick. Dan moaned with the pleasure of being sucked and rimmed at the same time. "Fuck me Paul," he gasped.

Paul found the tube of lubricant and quickly rubbed some on his prick, then positioned himself again behind Dan and in a moment was entering him, closing his eyes in pleasure as his organ was surrounded by hot smooth flesh. He began to thrust slowly in and out of Dan, who threw his head back against Paul's shoulder in ecstasy. "Oh God I'm going to shoot!" he whispered.

Gary stopped his blow job and said, "Not yet." He turned and straddled a bench in front of Paul and Dan, saying, "I want that dick of yours up my ass!"

Paul whispered to Dan, "I'll pull out." He did but continued to play with his dick, keeping it hard, as he watched the maintenance man enter Gary from behind. The cheeks he had just been fucking began to contract with each thrust. Paul moved to where he could see the Dan's long straight shaft sliding in and out of Gary's asshole. His friend's eyes were closed and his mouth open as Dan's dangling balls slapped against him with every hard thrust. "Take it, Gary," Dan cried. "Take this cock up your hot ass."

Gary began to grunt as the assault behind him continued. Opening his eyes for a moment he caught Paul's lustful gaze. Gary's tongue emerged from his mouth in an unmistakable obscene request. Paul complied eagerly, moving in front of Gary and feeding his cock into the hungry mouth. He looked up and saw Dan's eager face in front of him, and Paul's and the custodian's tongues were tangling together in another moment.

When they broke apart, Paul whispered, "Could you let me have him?" Dan grinned and nodded, saying to Gary, "Hey, turn around and suck me awhile." Gary, who had heard Paul, said, "I know. Paul wants to get his own back for the pounding I gave him before." He leered knowingly at Paul as he eased himself off Dan's cock and turned around, offering his ass to a new invader.

Paul's cock grew even harder at the sight of those buns ready for the taking. In a second his face was between them as he ate out the hot asshole for all he was worth. Dan had climbed onto the bench and positioned himself under Gary's body for sixty-nining. They kept it up as Paul finished rimming Gary and slammed his erection into the stretched-out hole. As he really got his rhythm going, sliding in and out like a piston out of the anal opening, he felt Dan's hands parting his legs and the custodian's head sliding back between them. Dan had stopped sucking Gary and his mouth was aiming for Paul's asshole. In a moment it had reached its target. Paul reached in front of Gary's body and began to pinch and squeeze the hard nipples he found, bringing another moan of ecstasy. "Oh God, stop, I'm going to cum."

"Don't you want to?" Paul said in his ear.

"Not yet," Gary replied, working on Dan's prick with his hand. "I don't want to waste my load on the bench. I want it inside one of you. So let me off a minute and I'll watch you guys."

He eased himself out of the intertwined bodies and turned. His hand pulled on his own organ, which felt like it had been hard forever, as he watched Dan and Paul continue fucking. The custodian had flipped the blond jogger on his back on the bench and was driving his cock into Paul in this new position. Paul cried out at every massive thrust into his gut, his hand pumping furiously on his cock. Dan decided to finish Paul off and substituted his own powerful hand. In a moment, this had its desired effect as Paul began to shout "Oh God!" and finally shot his load, white liquid arcing upward for the second time that afternoon, hitting Dan's face and splashing over Paul's tight chest and stomach.

Dan raised his cum-spattered face toward Gary and grinned. "One down, two to go. Come on--you've got to be in on the finish." The dark man replied, "You know how I want to finish it." Dan, in reply, pulled out of Paul's spent body, stood, turned his back to Gary and bent over, pulling his cheeks apart with his hands. "Come and get it."

In an instant Gary was in him, and Dan put his hands against a nearby locker to brace himself against the onslaught. Gary began to gasp rhythmically as he rushed toward orgasm. At that moment Dan was totally surprised to feel his own cock engulfed by Paul's hot mouth. It was all he needed, and crying out hoarsely, Dan shot his long-delayed load into the eager throat as Gary, matching him shout for shout, emptied his second load of the afternoon simultaneously into Dan's insides.

Paul released Dan's softening cock as he swallowed the last of the cum, kissing the spent organ softly. Reaching around Dan's trembling legs, he put his hands on Gary's buns, still flexing slowly as his thrusts gradually slowed and stopped. "Guys, that was absolutely fantastic," he said.

"I'll drink to that--cum, that is," he heard Gary reply breathlessly.

"Hey guys, I have an idea," Dan said. "Let's do this every week, okay?"

Rising to his feet, Paul planted a kiss on Dan's lips, then reaching over the custodian's shoulder, pulled Gary's mouth to him as well. He then put his arms around both the two men, still joined. "It's a deal."

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written by jackstart