The gym yesterday...
Let me tell you about what happened with my neighbor in our building’s gym. We live in an apartment building in a gay part of town with a decent sized gym on the main floor behind the lobby. The gym is always empty except for one or two guys, so my mind always wanders to the thought of some stud fucking me there. Specifically, I want this muscle stud inside me. He lives on the 5th floor, and his name is Davis. I see him with his boyfriend, but that’s all I know about him. (I only know his name from looking at their mail–I facebook stalked him and jacked off to his pics many nights.) My boyfriend works out a ton but always on a different scheduled. We’re monogamous and that makes my gym fuck fantasy that much hotter. I fucking love cheating.
One weekday afternoon, I was the only one in the gym. Most of the gym members worked 9-5 jobs, so I knew no would like likely interrupt me. My mind went wild. As I worked out my back, I had one knee propped up on a bench and I knew my jockstrap was showing over my shorts. I imagined Davis walking in and seeing it there, and being overcome with lust to breed me. Just then, I heard the door click and he walked in…. and saw it.
We usually say hello but never anything more. This time, we made eye contact and he had a huge grin on his face. I was as red as the band of my jockstrap. He started to walk toward his own machines, seemed to have a second thought, and came back toward me. “Let me help you with that form,” he said. I looked at him cautiously, unable to say anything. I put one knee back on the bench, bent over, and started to lift the dumbbell. He slid in right behind me, a decently firm bulge right next to my barely-clothed ass, and started to reach around his right arm to fix my form.
His left hand slid down the left side of my body. After a few reps, he pulled back from me and stood up straight behind me. His right arm was no longer guiding mine, and his left hand slid down my back. His fingers twisted the band of my jock and snapped it into my lower back… then slid down inside my shorts to run my throbbing hole. It all happened so quickly that I had no time to protest… not that I’d want to.
He suddenly slid them down, leaving the jock on my ass, and spit on my hole. He began to slide in, just like that. He moved my body so my chest was on the workout bench, with one leg spread to either side. He put both hands on my lower back, pressing his weight onto me, as he slid farther into me.
It’s like he could tell I was getting close to a hands-free orgasm. My longest fantasy was coming true, with almost no words exchanged, right in a public location where anyone could walk in. He started to hold his cock in deep between thrusts, either to keep me from cumming or to make it happen quicker… I couldn’t tell which.
I started to mutter “fuck fuck fuck” as my balls tightened up and I covered the workout bench with a record setting load of cum, all while his cock pressed against my prostate. “Don’t stop,” I said. “Keep going. Cum in me.”
This pain on my face must’ve been clear, because he showed the first sign of affection and kissed the side of my head as he thrusted into me and pulled my head back toward him by my hair. A load roar slowly built and culminated in an excruciatingly deep pump into my hole. I could feel the warm cum filling my insides.
His cock stayed inside me… and it didn’t get soft. I actually think I felt it get harder. His check was slick against my back with sweat, and my chest was slick against the workout bench with cum, my shirt having long been pushed up around my neck from the friction. Davis’ strong hand was on the side of my head, pushing it down into the bench. He started to slowly pump into me again and I heard footsteps from behind us. Davis didn’t seem to notice anything because he kept getting faster and faster inside my ass.
I heard an iphone camera shuttle behind us. I look up, as much as I can with my head immobilized, and see a stud standing behind us in workout clothes, with a phone pointed right as Davis inside me. Davis turns around and makes eye contact with the man, his cock still inside me surrounded by leaking cum. “Don’t stop,” I say. Davis doesn’t stop. Davis nods his head towards us, as if to invite the guy over. He strolls over, more focused on whoever he’s sending the picture to.
The man pulls down his red workout shorts and reveals a monster hard cock, slowly moving it closer and starting to slap it against my face as Davis keeps going on round two. Davis grabs me by the hair to align my mouth with the red shorts’ cock – I open it up. He slams it down my throat and I gag, but I have no escape. I’m being raped and I’m loving it. As he holds his cock deep to choke me, he reaches back and forces two fingers into my ass next to Davis’ cock, stretching me beyond anything I’ve ever felt. I try to look up. He’s smirking, proud of himself. He pulls his fingers out and puts them into my mouth next to his cock.
Red Shorts pulls out his phone and takes another picture, this one directly of my face with his cock mostly buried past my lips. “You want to be a little cumdump? Don’t worry, you’ll get what you want. You have more on the way, and I locked the front door so we won’t be disturbed.” It occurred to me I’ve seen him before–he works here. This clearly isn’t the first time he’s done this, and it make me wonder how many guys he’s sending these pictures to, just praying none of them will know my boyfriend.
I can’t turn my head, but Davis turns when he hears multiple footsteps approaching. I try to turn but Red Shorts yanks my head forward and shakes his head at me. He takes his tank top off, revealing a perfectly toned body, and ties it around my head. I’m in the dark now. He’s planning on using me, sharing me, and shaming me, and he doesn’t care if I have a say in what’s happening.
Davis glances over and sees four guys in workout clothes, and recognizes one: my boyfriend. He’s seen us together in the building, and immediately assumes he won’t care. He sees enough lust in his eyes.
I feel Davis slide out of me. A new cock slides in, and it’s comfortable. Big, but familiar. As he pushes in, I feel Davis’ load drip out of my and down my cock onto the bench. Red Shorts pulls out of my mouth and a new cock slips in. I have no idea how many guys are here but we all know I hope it’s a lot.
The guy in my mouth slaps my face hard as he fucks my face. I can feel his body twist as he raises his hand for another one, but the guy inside my ass flinches and the hand stops. Whoever is fucking me doesn’t want me to get slapped. It’s oddly sweet for a guy using me as a public cumdump…
More and more cum drips from me as this guy fucks me, and I’m realizing just how much cum Davis shot inside me. I can hear the sound of at least a couple guys jerking next to me as one fills each end. The guy inside me picks up the pace, and I heard a low “Ohhhhh fuuuuuuuck” as his cock pulses inside me. Load #2.
I heard Davis say he wants a turn behind me, and I feel a tongue lapping up the two loads inside my hole. I flex my hole and push some out, but I’m greedy and want to keep some inside me. He slips a couple fingers in, and suddenly pulls them out with a pop and replaces them with his cock. I’m still being assaulted from the front, but I’m focused on the feeling on Davis inside me, this feeling I’ve craved for so long. He doesn’t last long before he’s flooding me again, and it feels just as full as the first time. My ass is so full…
The guy in my mouth announces he’s close, and pulls out to shoot all over my face. I want to taste it, but I love the feeling of it covering me and dripping down my cheeks. Out of nowhere, I feel another guy’s load hit my face. Someone makes a comment about taking a video. “You ready for my cum, you fucking slut?” I don’t know who asked, but the answer is “Yes, sir.” A cock slides inside me and immediately releases a torrent of cum inside.
“Fuck yes. Breed me. Knock me up. Use my hole.” Every filthy phrase my twisted mind could think of came out of my mouth as I kept getting more loads. One hand was rubbing loads all over my face, another was smacking my ass, and one was shoving fingers inside my ass to twist and scrape the insides.
The guys flip me over, still blindfolded, and rub cum-covered hands on my throbbing cock for just a minute until I shoot all over myself. I lie there satisfied, panting, painfully clenching my used ass. I hear the guys gathering their clothes, but I stay, unable to gather the energy to move.
The door clicks again and I’m honestly worried more guys are coming, but when I sit up and pull off Red Shorts’ tank top, the guys are gone. Time to shower and head upstairs to the apartment where my boyfriend is probably cooking dinner for us. I better scrub deep so he never knows what I just did……..
