I love the gym. I started going to a place a little further from home to find one with better facilities and really hit the jackpot with Apollo's. Apollo's had a great set up with a huge weight floor, cardio equipment accross the whole second floor, and a lap pool attached for swimming. The best thing about it, though, was that it was jam packed with talent. The gym was close to the college campus in town and gave a discount to students looking to stay in shape. As such it was always filled with a good mix of older and younger people pushing weight. As a 31 year old former college athlete myself, I try to hit the gym at least 5 times a week and it gas paid off. 5'11", I weigh in around 205lbs and have worked hard to pack on muscle and stave off the dad bod. It might have been a little while since you could strictly wash clothes on my abs, but I have a dorito shaped back capped by wide shoulders, biceps that intimidate and an ass that you could break rocks on.
Apollo's is where I met Trey. Trey took advantage of the campus discount to join the gym. He always seemed to be coming in when I was about halfway through my workout. He and his buddies would go from station to station across the gym wearing tight wife beaters and 5 inch shorts to show off their builds as they pushed each other through sets. They were the classic broccoli headed muscle guys who would clump up on a bench and occupy it for 30-40 minutes as they all worked through. I had overheard them talking about wrestling and assumed they were members of the univeristy team. They all had that compact hyper-lean tight muscled look, with broad shoulders, thick necks, tiny waists, and huge glutes. I could not help but stare. These 20 year old demi gods turned heads all accross the gym. Trey had medium length black curly hair that flopped around as he worked out, and his ebony skin caught the light and shadow perfectly to highlight his muscles when he flexed and preened in the mirror. Trey caught me staring from time to time and would flash me a cocky grin. This guy knew he was sex on wheels and that everyone wanted him. I got a definite vibe from him, but it was a pleasant surprise when my phone chirped with a notification on grindr mid workout. His profile picture showed a bright white smile atop a shirtless black torso revealing tight abs on an impossibly narrow waist. I could not believe this stud was gay, but man did I want a piece of him. I am normally a verse top, the jocks profile said he was Bi curious and looking to top. I figured we would play a little back and forth and could each have some fun.
I messaged back and we ended up meeting up in one of the empty massage rooms after my workout. For a young "Bi curious" guy meeting a bigger more mature man Trey showed no signs of hesitation. He was immediatley dominant and aggressive, striping down and laying his hands on my huge shoulders to push me down to my knees. He stripped off his jock and my jaw dropped seeing the python he pulled out. His cock had to be 10 inches soft and as thick around as a beer can. He stroked it a couple times and it quickly perked up to his full 13 as he smacked it firmly accross my cheek. His fat cock head was already primed and dripping precum that he mushroom stamped all over my face. I could not imagine how this tight boddied jock walked onto the mats in a spandex singlet with that donkey dick hanging between his legs.
Trey gripped one hand behind my head and with the other, started force feeding his log into my mouth. I had not taken half of him before i started gagging, trying to accommodate his monster cock. He stopped trying to advance his dick, but held my head in place with his right hand while I choked and slobered on his tool. He dropped his left hand to my throat and massaged it while I slurped and struggled to adjust to his girth.
"Alright big guy, ready for some forced reps?" He said smirking down at me.
This kid was pushing my buttons. Here I was, 10 years older than him. I probably have 30 pounds and 2 inches on him and he has me on my knees staring up at him and nodding my head to answer and ask him to destroy my throat. I gripped around the back of his knees to brace myself and he switched his grip to hold both sides of my head as he started to piston his dick in and out of my mouth, pushing a centimeter further with each downstroke. He was making me his cocksucking bitch one inch at a time as he force fed me his monster cock. I was holding on for dear life while he battered my mouth into submission. In a matter of minutes (that felt like hours), he had totally conquored me and was burying my nose in his wirey bush. I felt his hand go back to massaging my throat as he continued to hold my face in his pubes while I coughed and gagged. My throat contracted, stroking his rigid fuck stick and making him smile down at me. I could taste his salty pre cum each time he pulled me off his dick and then crammed it back down my throat. My jaws were aching and my mouth was slick with drool and pre that was dripping out of my lips and down my chin to pool on my chest. All at once he pulled me off his tool and let me slump backwards against the massage table.
"Fuck man, that was hot" He said kneeling down beside me. "You are a damn tough hunk to be able to take my whole dick". His compliment made me blush as blood rushed to my face. Why was I feeling so proud as he man handled me?
He helped me up off the floor with a grip on my shoulder. At the same time he ran his hand under my stringer to rub my pecs. As he pulled me up on wobbly legs he pushed his lips to mine and forcefully started wrestling his tounge against mine, frenching me. Leaning me back against the table he tweaked my nipple with one hand while using his other to ruck up my shirt and start pulling it over my head. He was leaning into me and I could feel his hard cock pressed between my legs and up against my balls. He slowly wrestled me out of my shirt, tossing it aside while continuing to feel me up. My own cock was hard and throbbing in my jockstrap feeling his unit frot against it. Sweat was dripping down my forehead and into my eyes as he ran his hands up my chest and arms. This jock had me worked into a frenzy and moaning while he dropped his mouth to my neck and started to gently bite and suck on it.
He switched to lightly sucking my nipples while he shoved his fingers in my mouth. In a haze of lust i sucked on his fingers voraciously, imaging his formidable tool back in my mouth. He worked his lips accross my chest and forced my head to the other side as he traveled up my neck. He pulled his fingers from my mouth and i gasped as he nipped my earlobe. I felt his hand trace down the back of my shorts and his spit slicked fingers slide down my crack before circling and fingering my pucker. The cocky fuck actually stopped to stare me down and grin at me as he speared my hole with two digits before diving back onto my neck and shoulders marking me from my clavicle to jaw with hickeys. The whole time he was seeking out and roughly pulsing my prostate, causing my dick to throb and leak as he smashed and massaged my gland. I felt him insert a third finger roughly into my ass while I gasped and shuddered under his ministrations. He stretched his fingers back and forth causing me to grunt and moan while I slumped my muscled bod over his lithe frame.
"Are you ready for the main event?" He asked, reaching into my waist band and starting to shuck down my gym shorts. This hot stud was insatiable and irresistible. I had planned on coming back with him as two tops to maybe edge each other and suck each other off but he clearly had other plans. He had controlled me from minute one, pounding my throat open with his battering ram and working me into a sexual frenzy. He had made me putty in his fucking hands, a toy for his every whim. Sliding my shorts to my ankles, he made me kick out of them while he pushed me back onto the massage table. I reached down to the waist of my jock strap, but he slapped my hands away. He hoisted my legs onto his lean muscled shoulders while pulling my arms above my head. He leaned down with his head beside mine and whispered into my ear "leave it on, we don't need your worthless junk out".
"Oh god" i moaned while he pushed my legs back further and I felt him running his cock head up and down my hole. His flexibilty as a wrestler may have worked for this, but my legs screamed as he streched and strained my big quads with my ankles near my ears. He pushed in and stars shot accross my eyes as he seated his cock head inside me. He let it sit while my ass spasemed around his tool and my body bucked. He didn't give me much time to adjust before he started hammering his cock into my ass one inch at a time lubed only by my own spit. With each thrust he smirked down at me, pressing his hands against my stomach and pounding my hole into his new pussy. This kid was a machine. His body dripped sweat down onto me while he pumped into my ass, stretching my hole into a sloppy cunt. His hands slid down to my hips and i could feel him clamping down on my waist, griping and leaving bruises that I didn't know how I was going to explain. I felt my whole body shiver as he drove his ridiculously thick cock balls deep pounding my ass into a pussy, HIS pussy. I actually felt his cock throb and flex as my hole spasmed and strained. I was gasping and struggling to catch my breath as he long dicked my hole alternating with jack rabbit thrusts that oblitereted my prostate and caused my limbs to seizure and jerk uncontrollably while i yelped. My dick was cramped in my jock, rock hard and pouring precum that was dripping and slicking accross my hips. He shifted position and his giant tool hammered and dragged against my gland in series of rapid fire thrusts. I flew over the edge, quaking and shouting as my balls clenched and a load exploded out of my cock, drenching and seeping through the pouch of my jock. His hand slapped down over my mouth trying to muffle my moans while he continued to rythmically pound into my hole. I couldnt belive he was still thrusting with such intensity. His balls slapped into my taint tapping a pattern to my absolute submission. My whole body was drenched in sweat and spent, slackening as he used me as his fleshlight. He kept pounding away, sawing into my ass as I moaned and shuddered. My beefy arms were no longer being held above my head and flopped bonelessly alongside my body as he rocked and shook my frame with his thrusts. Before long I was pleading and begging for him to cum, hoping he would give my hole a break. With a final brutal slam and grunt i felt his rod throb and unload in my ass. His hot cum searing my insides as it flooded my ass and frothed around his giant cock. Trey collapsed on top of me, his weight slamming down and knocking the wind from my muscled frame. His semi hard cock stayed lodged in my arse for what felt like an eternity before slipping out of my hole with a slurp. I felt his muscle boy load dripping out of my pussy and down my ass. He pushed himself off of me and back to his feet.
I continued to lay there exhausted as he leaned over me with his tight wrestle boy frame. "Wow man, you are a great fuck" He said as I continued to heave, trying to catch my breath and work control back into my extremities. As I laid there i felt him grip the waist band of my jock and drag it down over my ass and legs. He held my cummy jock to his face sniffing my musk as he gripped my spent cock and slow jerked it, causing me to writhe and twist while he edged and milked my sensitive head. He moved to rub my slimy jock across my face, glazing me with my own jizz as i moaned into his hand. My dick burped cum in dribbles while he worked over my swollen glans coaxing another climax out of my throbbing cock. He turned his back on me, pulling on his shorts and wife beater as he sauntered out of the room. I saw him stuff my messy jock into his pocket as he opened the door and briefly turned back winking at me while flashing that million dollar smile.
The fucking stud had absolutley wrecked me. I had expected to flip with him and he had turned me out and made me into his big muscle bound bitch boi. I laid slumped in the massage room for another 10 minutes as I tried to pull myself up and get my shit together. I was finally able to stand up and pull my workout gear back on my frame. I stumbled back into the locker room to grab my gym bag from my locker before heading home but realized I was catching looks and smirks from several of the muscle guys still hanging around and changing. As I passed the gym mirrors I caught sight of myself and realized just how slutty I looked. My hair, normally slicked back and gelled, was shiny and sticking up at odd angles with dried cum. My face looked glazed where Trey had wiped my scummy jock across it and I had dark purple hickeys forming up and down both sides of my thick neck from where he had bitten and marked me. Without my jock, my cock was tenting my shorts out, obviously still hard and leaking, creating a very obvious damp spot over it's head.
I dropped my bag back on the bench and headed into the showers instead. I turned the cold water on and let it wash over me, trying to clean myself up and get myself together. My phone chirped again with another grindr message from Trey.
"Great workout, hope we can do it again sometime".
The fucking kid sent a picture of me on my back on the massage table looking down accross his washboard abs with his huge black cock crammed half way in my ass. Every muscle in my body looked flexed and taut and my eyes showed only white while rolled up in my head. My back was arched and bridged as he made me look like a total muscle slut. My jaw was hanging slack and open clearly groaning and drooling as he broke me in. I turned back to the shower, fisting my dick as it swelled up again. This goddamn kid is a menace
