Category: gym sex

Got Rice

Rice stood up from his chair and went into the bathroom; he had to wipe all of the sticky cum from his naked tanned thigh. The excess on his hand he licked clean, he loved the way he tasted. Rice smiled in the mirror, his dirty tangled blonde hair made him look like a surfer boy. Grinning, he stared deep into his blue-grey eyes and admired himself, 5’ 6”, shaved and lean and a healthy six and a half inch cock. He hardly hit the weights out and so wasn’t really well defined with bulging musculature, but was well toned from his running track for the university. Rice wanted to ooze sex today as he had his sights on a local soccer stud; he looked mysterious and was actually more pretty than handsome. Today is the day Brandon is mine, Rice thought to himself as he grabbed his pants and tossed them on before heading off to practice.

At the university where Rice went around a track surrounded the soccer field where the team practiced, Rice saw Brandon every practice out there running, playing soccer whilst he did his usual eight lap run. Brandon was a stud at the university and was well toned, he looked like Cobi Jones to Rice and he always wanted to sample his taste. All Rice could think of was how firm Brandon’s ass looked as it was straining in those tight shorts, and how huge his cock had to be. The image of Brandon’s thick brown cock head teasing his pouty lips made him hard and he could hardly wait to make his move. Three laps down, just a few more times I get to see that ass today. He thought to himself as the track whizzed by in a blur. Rice couldn’t see the track anymore, didn’t hear the sounds of the players or other runners practicing, there was only his breathing, the anticipation of waiting for his chance to make his move. Then suddenly, as Rice was dreaming of the musky taste of cock in his mouth, he tripped and landed awkwardly.

A few of the soccer players saw this and laughed, but Brandon told them to shut up. Quickly he ran over to Rice. He even smiles like Cobi. Rice thought, and quickly he took a peak at his bulge, he licked his lips.

“Are you okay? You took a pretty bad spill.”

“Um, yeah I think I’m okay.” Rice replied. He winced as he tried to stand. “Don’t know if I can walk home on it like this though.”

“Do you want a ride back home?” Brandon asked, his bare chest streaked with sweat, his shoulder length brown locks a mess.

Rice managed a crooked smile, “Yeah, thanks.”


Towel Boys

“Hey, Timmy,” the big boned stud called from across the dressing room, “I need and extra towel over here.” “Uh, right away, sir,” he replied while rushing over to him with his hand extended holding a fresh towel, “is there anything else I can do for you!?!” “I dunno, Timmy,” he said while grinning at his locker mate, Kelly, “is there anything else he can do for me!?!” “Wellllllll,” Kelly replied with a smirk, “maybe, and I’m saying just maybe, he could give your dick a little suckin’, whataya think, hon?!?” “Mmmmm,” Brian replied, “do you really think so, he’s so young, do you think he’s up to it, I mean I wouldn’t wanna hurt him!?!” “Why don’t you ask him,” Kelly rejoined quickly, “he seems old enough to me, come on, Timmy, how old are you anyway!?!” With his face turning a fire engine red he replied softly, “I’m eighteen, sir, and I’d love to suck Mr. Brian’s boner.” “Would you now,” Brian asked softly while spreading his sweaty thighs to expose his rapidly swelling dick, “well you know what I always say, keep the help happy!?!”

Timmy quickly dropped to his knees and opened his mouth over Brian’s bulging cock while Brian sighed, “God, I just love the way these young boys suck, “it seems that they must’ve taken Cock Suck 101 cuz they sure know where the head is.” “Mmmmmmmm, yes,” Kelly replied while sliding down between Timmy’s legs to take his little erection into his mouth, “and they’re always so hard and ready to go, I just love the taste of a hard young cock in my mouth, don’t you!?!” “Oh, yeah,” Brian panted, “I just love seeing them naked with their cute little hardons sticking up in the air ready to go, just seeing us naked is enough to give them a nice woody.” Timmy’s tongue was now flicking incessantly over the older man’s velvety head, and as his own pecker began spasming in Kelly’s hot mouth, Brian’s cock convulsed several times hard in his mouth as both of them had crushing orgasms rip through their orally satisfied organs.


The Home Gym Workout

“You don’t mind working out at my place tonight, do you,” asked Frank? “No, that’s no problem,” Denny replied, “as long as I get my reps in, I really don’t care where I do it!” “Good,” Frank said, “then let’s get to it!” Both men were serious weight lifters who spent much more time and energy working out than the average ever “joe” would, and it wouldn’t be unusual for either of them to spend four hours a night lifting and pulling the iron plates that gave them the heavily muscled appearance they so loved! Frank had invested big money into a home gym and this was the first time his friend Denny had seen it. “Wow,” he marveled, “this is great, you don’t even hafta leave home to get in your workout.”

“I know,” Frank said beaming, while running his hand over the huge apparatus, “it cost me four grand, but it’s worth it, no more running back and forth to the gym.” “You first,” Frank offered, “benches?!?” “Yeah, benches, set it at one seventy to start,” Denny replied! While Frank was adjusting the machine to one hundred and seventy pounds, Denny lay down on his back and got ready to do a set of bench presses. When he was finished, they traded places and Frank took his turn while Denny spotted for him. After that, they went through a long series of lifts, alternating back and forth between lifting and spotting. After a particularly rough set of squats, both men decided to take a breather and have a drink of a sport drink. “Wow it’s hot in here,” Denny commented, as he took a long gulp from the bottle. “Yeah, it is,” Frank replied, “do you want me to open the windows a little!?!”

“Naw,” Denny shot back, “I always feel like I’m doing more when I build up a sweat, don’t you?!?” “Yeah, I do too,” Frank answered back, “my muscles always look better when they’re gleaming from sweat.” “Hey,” Denny asked, “do ya have a posing mirror, I’d kinda like to see what I look like?!?” “Right over here,” Frank replied, as he pulled open a door that hid a full length mirror ideal for muscle posing. Denny stepped in front of it, and went through a series of poses, stopping at the end of each one to admire himself in the mirror! “Ya know, Denny,” Frank offered, “you can’t really tell what you look like with those sweats on, why don’t you take them off so you can see what you’ve got!?!”