I’ve been working out at LA in Buffalo since they bought out the Buffalo Athletic Club. I used to go downtown across from the jail and enjoyed the businessmen that would come in before or after work and get their sweat on.
After LA bought BAC out, and I moved out of downtown, I started going to LA more frequently. Now, it’s my only gym.
A High School friend of mine, Trent, recently moved back to Buffalo. He had moved to Atlanta after college to start a career in fitness. We lost touch as people tend to do. Sure, we were friends on Facebook, etc. but that just wasn’t the same.
I High School, Trent was one of the several guys that would regularly spill seed together after a win. He was hot as hell back then. Ginger, toned body, and a great cut cock. He always had a gorgeous girl on his arm and wasn’t shy about telling the guys about how good he was fucking which ever of them he was with that week. As a wrestler, he was the equivalent of the quarterback when it came to girls.
During college we remained tight, often grabbing drinks and pulling girls on a Friday night in downtown Buffalo. His skills were impressive and almost never went home alone. It was through our relationship of being wingmen for each other that I learned he is bi.
In fact, he is one of the first tops I experienced when I began really experimenting with bottoming. I could easily tell, while on my back for him, why girls loved to sleep with him. The way his hips rolled, and his abs flexed while thrusting were enough to visually send most people over the edge. His awesome 7″ cut cock felt amazing as it stretched me wide. He easily sent me into multiple anal orgasms before he unloaded in the condom while inside me. His stamina was as impressive as his body. Unfortunately, we only had sex a few times before he moved to Atlanta and put his bisexuality behind him.
I knew he was moving back to Buffalo about a year ago but hadn’t had an opportunity to reconnect with him. That’s why I was floored when I walked into an LA that I usually don’t go to and saw him standing there, selling his services as a personal trainer.
He was wearing black full length compressions and a UA shirt that looked like it was painted on. His chiseled face was accentuated by a pair of trendy glasses, and his teeth glistened when he smiled. I actually stopped in my tracks when I saw him. I couldn’t believe my eyes. He looked fucking amazing. Truly an insta famous level of fitness.
We caught up briefly before I went to the locker room to change. He came in just as I was tossing my trunks in my bag. I stood there naked talking to him a little while I looked for my jock strap. I pulled it on while he watched/talked to me and I watched as his eyes stared at the pouch as I adjusted my soft dick and balls to fit securely inside. He adjusted his compressions slightly to make room for his obviously swelling dick.
“Still wearing a jock to workout, huh?”
“Hell yea man, can’t beat the support.”
“Well, you definitely need it. Those balls are something.”
I smirked at him as I finished dressing. Grey adidas gym shorts and a stringer. As I walked past him to leave the locker room, I whispered in his ear, “your head is showing.” He smirked and followed me out.
He went back to his post at the entrance to sell more training. I began to stretch before hopping on a treadmill to jog a couple miles before hitting the weights. I couldn’t take my eyes off him. His ass popped in those compressions in a way that made me glad I had a tight jock strap holding my dick in place. I needed to focus.
We continued to see each other at the gym daily for months. If I worked out in the morning, most days he got there around the same time I did and we’d change together. His torso is beyond cut. The guy looks legitimately like a statue. His body hair is completely shaven/waxed and is always perfect. There’s never a stray hair on him. He clearly takes care of himself and wants to look his best. Which makes sense as a trainer.
Our casual banter stopped pretty quickly after the first few encounters. The novelty of seeing each other changing wore off as we both focused on lifting and working. Especially when he started dating Brittany. She’s a sext brunette with huge perky boobs and a great ass. She works out at the same LA that Trent works at and definitely draws the attention of all the men interested in women in the building. She’s hot, and she knows it.
One night after a few months of seeing each other, and Trent dating Britt, we were both there late. I came in much later than usual due to work craziness. In fact, I was there with just enough time to get a full workout in before close. Trent was there closing that night. The place died out pretty quickly as I was finishing leg day. When the last of the guys left the locker room, Trent locked the doors and shut down the front set of lights. It was just he and I in the building.
He came over to the Smith Machine and told me he was closing up.
“Hey bro, no problem, this was the last set anyway. Lemme shower quick and I’ll split. 10 minutes?”
“Actually, I’m gonna hit the steam for a while. Take your time.”
“Sounds good dude.” and I followed him to the locker room.
He stripped down a few banks away from me and walked past wearing just his towel. I had just tossed my sweaty clothes in my bag and tossed my towel on my shoulder when he came by.
“Hey, want some company in there?” I asked.
I wrapped my towel around my waist and we walked to the steam. We sat across from each other. I figured I’d follow his lead, which wasn’t hard to figure out. He pulled his towel off, folded it, and sat on it immediately. I followed suit. Both of us facing each other, naked. I spread my legs wide enough for my balls to rest on the bench and I bounced them slightly to unstick them from my legs. Trent did the same, though his balls aren’t as large as mine.
We made small talk about our days and my workout for several minutes. I wanted to turn the conversation to a sexual nature so I could maybe get off with him, but wanted him to drive the bus since he was dating Britt.
Eventually, i couldn’t wait any more. “So bro, how’s things with Britt?”
“Dude, she’s amazing. Honestly, the best.”
“Fuck man, that’s awesome. So happy for you. Honestly didn’t think you’d ever be the dating type.”
“Haha me either. Actually started as a hook up, but it was so good I didn’t want to let it go. Plus she’s a great girl to be around.”
“Jennine and I started as a hook up too. I totally feel you.’
“Yea man, I mean, she loves to fuck. Total nympho, just like me.”
“Yup, same with Jennine. But she’s slowing down a little. She can’t keep up with me anymore.”
“Yea, we’re still too new for that to happen yet. We legit screw like 3x a day. Morning, a quickie after work, and then again when we go to bed.”
“Damn man, I miss those days. We’re like 3x a week now.”
He was starting to swell up, and so was I. I reached down and pulled the skin back off my head making it flare and pulse slightly.
“Yea man, I mean, the only thing she sucks at is giving head. My dick is too thick for her to not hit it with her teeth. Not her fault I guess, but I’d kill for a solid blow job.”
“Damn bro. Nothing better than a sloppy blow job.”
By this time, his dick was about half mast. I was, too. i stroked my pole a few times getting it rock hard and throbbing. “Sorry man, I can’t help it.”
“Not at all bro. Think I mind seeing that big fucker nice and hard?”
“Haha, good to know. Just tossing this out there, but I’d be happy to give ya that blow job you’re craving. Up to you.”
He smirked and spread his legs wider. Game on.
I got up and crossed the room. I dropped to me knees between his massive tree trunk legs. I grabbed his dick by the root and swallowed all of it effortlessly. I felt it swell in my mouth as i sucked his thick cock. Swirling my tongue around his head I made eye contact with him. He moaned in pleasure as I fondled his heavy balls and stroked his shaft while sucking on his head.
It wasn’t more than 2 minutes when he moaned, “Awe fuck TJ. I’m gonna cum.”
I nodded and went harder on his rock hard cock. It was beyond hard. The thing was like steel. I massaged his full balls and felt his cock swell in my mouth. 10 seconds later he was spewing a big load of jizz down my throat. He let out a loud deep moan as he unloaded.
I stood up, wiping a few drops of cum from my lips and went back to my seat. I was hard as a rock while he relaxed. His plump, freshly drained cock rested on his thigh as he caught his breath. “Fuuuuck man. I forgot how good you suck cock.”
“Happy to help, anytime bro. You know I’m always looking for some extra protein. haha.”
He gave me a sympathy laugh and got up. “I’m gonna rise off and get outta here.”
“Sounds good, man. I’ll do the same.”
We went to the showers together and took stalls across from each other. Leaving the curtains open, we soaped up for each other. I was rock hard and dripping the entire time we were showing off together.
After drying off, we walked naked back to our lockers. I tucked my still rock hard cock into the basket ball shorts that I had worn to the gym and went to find Trent. I sat on the bench as he got dressed. He was freeballing in a pair of basketballs shorts, too, along with a tight fitting tee.
We walked out together. As the he set the alarm, he grabbed my thick cock and said, “Thanks for the drain, bro. And sorry about the blue balls.”
“Happy to help stud. Anytime.”
I went home and fucked Jennine with a fury that she said she hadn’t seen or felt in me in months. The sheer force of my slamming my massive dick against her cervix pushed her into multiple orgasms before I exploded deep within her, forcing cum out around my shaft. I pulled my hog from her pussy, dragging a torrent of cum with it. We kissed passionately and fell asleep spooning. I could feel my cum leaking from her gaping pussy all over my slab as we dozed off.
The next morning, I awoke without morning wood for the first time in forever. As I lay naked in the bed, trying to wake up, she slid her hand down grabbing my crazy thick limp cock, kissed me deeply and whispered in my ear, “You won’t be fucking me again for a few days baby, I’m so sore.”
“I’m sorry sweetie. I don’t know what got into me” knowing full well it was the belly full of trainer seed that got me fired up to the point of not being able to control myself. I was drunk on Trent’s cum.
I showered and went off to work with a smile that didn’t go away for a couple days.
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