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Weight Room Balling

by Riley on Sep 14, 2017
Gay Male

It all happened as many of these things do as a simple mistake, but what a mistake. I d been going to this particular gym for about 8 months. I m normally a early riser so I d get in there first thing in the am when it was completely empty, do my thing, shower change and still beat most of the office to work. Then I got moved to a project that required nigh...

Weight of It

by RejectReality on Feb 11, 2019
Gay Male

Josh pumped his legs, lifting the weights on the machine, and stole glances off to the side. It was all he could do not to stare at the handsome man doing easy reps on the bench, not far away. He had a bulky, well-sculpted frame. He was broad-shouldered and square jawed. That jawline sported an immaculately trimmed beard that put Josh in mind of an idealize...

Pulling My Weight

by Cyanlot on Aug 18, 2017
Gay Male

I knew it was going to be a challenge to pull my weight when I went into the partnership with Steve and Chuck. They graduated in the top of our law school class; I was somewhere in the bottom half, I think. More relevant to their professional trajectories, they were the stereotypical alpha males: tall, strong, good looking and self-confident to the point of...

Co-worker's Man Ch. 08

by rmdexter on Sep 14, 2017
Gay Male

I felt Frank's weight press down upon me as we both drew in ragged breaths in the aftermath of my first ass-fucking. His weight felt comforting upon me, almost protective. I could feel the sheen of his sweat sliding against my own on my back. At the same time I felt the gooey slickness of my splattered cum on the sheet beneath me pressing against my chest an...

The Handyman Ch. 04: 1815

by sr71plt on Sep 14, 2017
Gay Male

He felt the weight of his body pulling on his wrists where they were chained to the wall in the dungeon of the ritter's castle. His cheek rested against the clammy stone wall of the chamber. Still, though, the sweat was dripping down his brow and into his eyes. There was nothing he could do about that now. Von Rostock had left him, saying he'd be back after...

Technical Difficulties Episode 03

by LucyH on Sep 14, 2017
Gay Male

They never played the weight bench game again. Winter 2003 Ryan's girlfriend, Trisha, inspected the three-foot wooden cube that Zach had just finished painting black. "I think it's going to need another coat." Zach poured more paint into his tray and gritted his teeth. "Yes, we've already established that it takes three coats to cover." He usually manage...

The Importance of Pancakes

by Tactile on Aug 18, 2017
Gay Male

Eddie pretended to lift weights as he vaguely listened to his friends banter about what guys they'd met the night before and what they'd done with them and how they'd gotten rid of them in the morning. They periodically chastised their resident romantic for turning down the various propositions he'd been offered. "…what was wrong with him?" "He was boring a...

Once Again

by seeape on Aug 30, 2017
Gay Male

I set the weights down, grabbed my towel, and walked into the locker room. Sitting down, I removed my socks and shoes and pulled off my top. I stood up and pulled off my gym shorts and jockstrap. I put my sweaty clothes in my gym bag, grabbed a clean towel, soap, and shampoo, and walked into the showers. I always used the middle stall on the left and was h...

Speech and Debate Pt. 06

by DAMackey on Sep 25, 2017
Gay Male

Through the Looking Glass: A Nerd in the Weight Room On a normal day, I would wake up by 7:00 AM to be out the door by 7:30 for first period bell at 8:05. I had my routine down to a strict science. 7 minute shower, 3 minutes dressing, 1 minute on hair, 4 to pack my bags and the rest at the kitchen table inhaling whatever was available before jumping in my C...

Becoming A Slut Ch. 01

by Sexuallyshady on Aug 18, 2017
Gay Male

Tyler leapt from his bed stumbling over his weight set, on his to turn off the alarm he hated so much. The alarm he hated every day except for today. The alarm had been set for 9, he was only 45 minutes from fulfilling one of his nastiest fantasies. His hand traveled down his abdomen to his flaccid cock. He had a smaller penis, just over six inches and not n...