The Newbie at the Gym - Part 2

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No matter how much I tried, I couldn't pull my eyes away from his plump ass. It felt like I was under a spell, a very pleasant spell.

"Like I said, bro" I said, finally turning my head "I'm not into that type of thing".

I wanted more than anything, to jump on him and stuff my thick cock deep into his perfect little hole, but I couldn't. How could I? I had a girlfriend and two damn kids.

Zach looked up at me longingly, his sweet blue eyes, his wet, sandy hair, damn this kid was hot.

"Fine" he shrugged, and I found myself staring once again, as he slowly wrapped his juicy lips around his finger, sucking it deep into his mouth, keeping eye contact throughout.

My cock was straining painfully as the smooth young man removed his finger from his mouth, pushed it between the cheeks of his perfect ass and slid it inside his tight, pink hole.

I wasn't sure that I'd ever even met a gay person before, let alone watched one finger themselves, but something about this guy was turning me on in a way that I had never been turned on before.

I could feel him staring at me as I watched his finger push in and out of his asshole. He was breaking any will that I had of resisting him.

"So what do you say, Tommy?" He moaned seductively "wanna help?"

I was biting my lip now, a droplet of sweat fell down my forehead and my cock raged beneath my shorts. I stole a quick glance back at the door, where I knew that anybody, at any time, could enter.

"Not here" I said, feeling a surge of guilty excitement at the idea of fucking this guys brains out.

"Be adventurous" Zach whispered, and I watched as he sat up from the bench, his own thick cock now swelling between his legs, and reached for me.

"What are you doing?" I asked as he took my wrist and pulled me gently toward him.

"Just relax" he replied, and his hand grasped my pole through my shorts.

"Fuck, bro" I gasped, a bolt of electricity running through the area that he was squeezing.

He glanced up at me, a devious grin on his handsome face. Damn he was cute.

It felt so fucking good, watching and feeling him squeeze my cock. I couldn't remember the last time that Rachel had put any effort into our sex life, and yet this guy, who only just found out my name, was pleasuring me like I was a king.

"I got a boner when I rubbed up against you out there" he confessed, and my cock was now leaking furiously.

I felt my shorts slide down my legs, falling to my ankles and I glanced back at the door. Edgar would surely still be asleep, and nobody would bother coming to the gym at this time.

"Holy shit you're big" Zach said, his hand still clutching my meat through my boxer briefs.

This was wrong on every level. How could I return home after this? How could I look at Rachel knowing that some eighteen-year-old guy had made me feel something she could never? How could I see my kids knowing that I'd cheated on their mother, with a young, handsome, beautiful man.

I heard it before I noticed it, my cock flapped out, bouncing in the air as Zach yanked down my underwear. Part of me wanted to cover myself or turn away from his hungry eyes, but the rest of me, didn't.

"Fuck" he gawped, his hand now reaching for his own erection which was smooth, fat and surprisingly hot.

I stared back at the door once again as Zach took the base of my rod in his hand and in one breathtaking motion, ran his wet tongue from the base, up the sensitive underside and right to the tip.

My whole body shivered with pleasure, the little shit had nearly made me bust a nut with one move. Fuck, he was good.

He smiled up at me, repeating the action again, and again, I trembled.

"She must not be as good as me" Zach smirked, and before I could reply, his lips parted and my entire cock head disappeared into his mouth.

I groaned as I felt his tongue lap against my exposed head. It was the best feeling I'd felt in years. Rachel rarely sucked my dick, she found it repulsive, but Zach took it like he was addicted to it.

Deeper he went, and I was surprised by his skill. He didn't gag or retch, he didn't even seem uncomfortable, as inch by inch he swallowed my shaft.

I wasn't sure how long I could last with this guy. I'd never been a quick cummer, but holy-fucking-shit.

His hands caressed my long, heavy balls which sent another spark of intense pleasure through me. This kid was in for a treat. It had been a long time since I'd blown my load.

Zach's gag reflex appeared non existent. He took my eight inches as though it were nothing, but I could see his smooth throat bulge as he swallowed more.

My knees began to buckle, he was going to make me cum and there was nothing I could do but stare down at him in amazement.

His head moved back and forth, his skilled tongue licking all the right spots and his succulent lips applying just the perfect amount of pressure, His throat closed around my glans, his hands gently squeezed and toyed with my aching balls. I was in heaven.

My hand grabbed the back of his head. The young man needed no guidance, but I needed something to hold onto before he caused me to pass out. He moaned, his head now moving rapidly up and down my shaft and my heart raced. I squeezed my eyes shut as a rush of pleasure began to seep through me, and then he stopped.

"What the fuck!" I moaned, glaring down at him and watching as a trail of pre-cum tainted saliva linked his lips to my twitching cock.

"Fuck me" he whispered, and my eyes widened.

I didn't even know this guy. He didn't know me, and yet he wanted me, a complete stranger, to fuck him.

"I can't" I told him, wishing that he'd just get back on my cock "I've no rubbers".

He looked at me like I had spoken Traditional Chinese.

"Rubbers" I repeated "condoms?"

"Oh" he replied, looking no less confused.

"I have nothing to cum in" I explained, wondering what on earth schools were teaching these days, and realising instantly that I was getting old at twenty-three.

Zach seemed unable to grasp the concept of a condom. He looked up at me innocently and shrugged.

"Me" he said simply.

I opened my mouth to explain how dangerous that was for him even more than me, but he stood up, wrapped his arms around my waist and ran his tongue up my chest.

"Fuck, man" I gasped, having never known just how good that felt.

He reached my nipple, flicking it and sucking it into his mouth and my cock dug into his waist.

He was quite a bit smaller than me, but what did it matter? This young man knew his way around a man's body, and he was proving it.

Zach continued to tongue-flick my nipples, moving from one to the other like a hungry animal, and then he took my large arm, lifted it as much as he could, and buried his face in my armpit.

I stared down at him, his head nestled under my arm and his tongue going to work. Was he enjoying this? Licking the place where I sweat? Rachel had always refused to even sleep in the same bed with me unless I showered once in the gym and once at home, and yet this guy was effectively tongue-bathing me.

He was pumping his own stiffy as he licked, sucked and sniffed. He was a horny little monster, and he was turning me into one too.

I was aware now that I was actively smearing layers of clear fluid against his smooth groin. The base of his cock was coated in my juices, and he seemed to be using it as lube to jerk off.

"Make me wet, daddy" he moaned from under my arm, and having a guy who was just five years younger than me, call me 'daddy', felt strange to say the least.

"Make you... Wet?" I replied, and now I was the one confused.

How on earth could I make him, a man, 'wet'? Was there some kind of gay secret that I didn't know about?

"Like this" he whispered, and he seemed to disappear for a moment as he dropped to his knees and scurried around to the back of me.

"What are you..."

I had intended to ask what the fuck he thought he was doing, but he had reached his destination before I could finish the sentence, and I was glad that he had.

A burst of pleasure soared through me. I could feel his warm, wet tongue slide across my hairy asshole and my cock seemed to buzz.

"Dude!" I gasped, grabbing my oozing tool "I'm... I'm not... I'm not gay".

He didn't respond, his tongue continued to lap at my most intimate, private area. Nobody had ever gone near it before, nothing had ever gone into it before, and he was licking it, sucking it, fuck, he was making out with it.

"Like that" he told me after a couple of mind numbing minutes.

He wiped his mouth with the back of his arm and returned to the bench. He arched his lean back, his perfect ass in full view and looked back at me, his eyes alone, enough to seduce me.

"So" he whispered "make me wet, daddy".

I don't know what came over me. Perhaps it was because I'd never been as horny in my entire fucking life, or perhaps it was because I'd never met somebody so perfect. Whatever it was, I attacked him like a lion.

I wrapped my large hands around his slender waist and dropped to my knees behind him. I'd never done this before, not even with a woman.

His scent was intoxicating, a sweet, delicious one that caused my prick to swell even further.

I buried my face between his perfect cheeks and my tongue knew instinctively, what to do.

Zach moaned as I reached his sphincter. It was soft and smooth, and tasted as sweet as he smelled. I lapped my large tongue across his hole, feeling his body tremble as I did. He moaned again.

I didn't need a manual, I knew what I needed to do. I continued wetting his ring with my mouth, feeling my spit lubricating him, and then I pushed it inside his tight fuck hole and felt his ring squeeze around my tongue.

"Fuckk!" He moaned, grasping the bench as I tongue fucked him.

Every inch of him was perfect, inside and out. I could have spent hours, days even, licking his beautiful hole, but my cock was becoming increasingly impatient.

"You sure about this?" I asked, reluctantly pulling my tired tongue from Zach's ass.

He nodded, his face red and his cock pouring.

I stood up, my own stiff took hanging out, eager to slip inside the inviting eighteen-year-old, and positioned myself between his legs.

"Use this" he said, reaching over the bench and grabbing his own bag, digging through it and handing me a small bottle of lube.

"You bring lube to the gym?" I asked, shocked but impressed.

"You never know when you might get fucked by a hot muscle man" he grinned back at me.

I squirted the lube onto my cock, pumping it to cover every inch, then spilled some between his cheeks and ran my finger down the crease.

I felt his tight opening again, rubbing it gently as he shivered, and then slipping it inside him.

He moaned gently.

I pushed deeper, spreading his ring with my knuckle and exploring his soft, warm insides.

"Are you ready?" I whispered, and he nodded again.

I took my slippery cock by the base and pulled my finger from him. I pushed it against his pink hole and with one hand around his thin waist and one around my thick cock, I pushed it slowly deeper.

He groaned as his sphincter was forced open. I could see the band of his hole stretching as it began to swallow my cock head. Further and further it went until my head was inside him, and it was nearly enough to make me nut.

"Fuck yeah, daddy" he moaned, and I could see that my boxer briefs were in his hand, pressed against his face.

"Here" I said, keeping my cock inside him but turning to fish out the underwear that I had worked out in.

I handed them to him, and he looked as though I'd given him a car. He discarded the others, held them to his nose and mouth and as Zach inhaled deeply, I pushed further.

He moaned and I moaned, and it was the hottest thing on the planet. I slid deeper as he inhaled my scent and beat his own cock which hung below. His hole contracted tightly against my shaft every time he took a breath.

Further and further I went until every inch of me was inside him. His face was red and sweaty, leaning on the bench and continuing to huff my underwear. I lifted my leg, placing my foot against the wood for a better position, and it was time.

I pulled it halfway out, pushing it in quickly and he yelped.

"You good?" I asked, breathless.

"Harder" he replied.

I pulled it out almost fully, slamming it back inside and he groaned, yelping again.

"Harder".

I ripped my cock out and rammed it back inside and he whimpered.

"Like that, daddy".

Daddy? This kid was gonna get a slap. I yanked it out entirely, his asshole remaining open and fucked it back, deep into his bowels.

He cried out, and I wondered if I had actually hurt him.

"Fuck yeah, keep going!" He moaned.

Again, the entire eight inches slipped from him, and then every inch burst back in. I continued fucking him, in, out, in, out, in, out. It felt magical.

Zach moaned deeply as I violated his hole. His cock was now spilling creamy fluid onto the bench and I was spilling pre-cum into his wrecked pussy.

It had never felt this good before, not even the one time Rachel had allowed me to do it. Zach was the most perfect person I had ever met, and he seemed to be enjoying it almost as much as I was.

I continued fucking him, my cock stretching him wide and sliding deeper into his rectum with each thrust.

"I'm gonna cum" he whimpered, his hand furiously pulling at his tool.

"Same" I gasped, and I could feel it building in my balls.

I was surprised I'd lasted this long. He'd nearly made me cum the second he licked my cock.

I was breathless and sweating, my face, concentrated as I held his waist and furiously plowed him into oblivion. My heavy balls bounced off his smooth ass and a moment later I growled like an animal.

It seemed to start from my feet, pulsing through my entire body as though it were in my veins. It was a strong pleasure, something I'd never experienced before. It felt magical and it kept me slamming in and out of Zach.

He felt it too, his soft whimpers and moans only fuelled it. His body tightened up, he began to tremble, as did I. It was an orgasm unlike anything I'd ever known.

My mind seemed to clear, and my thoughts were replaced my breathtaking pleasure.

My thick cock began to erupt into Zach's used hole. I could feel the warm, wet explosions as more and more of it seeped into him. He would never get it all out, I was too deep inside him now. My seed would remain in him forever.

His own swollen prick was squirting out rope after rope of white sperm. He was soaking himself in it, and it dripped off his stomach and onto the bench below.

Neither of us could stop. It was as though our balls contained unlimited seed, and we continued squirting, me into him, him onto the bench, until finally it was done.

I felt fuzzy. For a moment I was sure I would pass out. I stood there breathlessly, my cock still buried in Zach, and simply waited.

He was breathing fast, his body and mine, now coated in a layer of fresh sweat.

Neither of us moved, we both wanted to savour the mind numbing experience that we had just had.

Eventually, my cock had softened to the point of slipping out of his ruined hole with a squelch. Some of my nut followed it, trailing down his taint, but I knew a huge load remained deep inside him.

"Fuck" he moaned, getting to his feet as his limp cock drooled the remnants of his load onto the floor.

"That was so fucking hot"

I nodded, rubbing my face of sweat and walking back toward the showers.

What had I done? How could I have betrayed Rachel and the kids like this? I felt disgusted with myself.

I punched the shower button on again and let it wash away the shame that I was now feeling. Should I tell her? Tell her that I fucked an eighteen-year-old guy at the gym? What would she think? What would she say?

I heard his wet footsteps behind me, and despite the feeling in the pit of my stomach, I turned to him and in that second, I realised it had all been worth it.

He was beautiful. Perfect in every way, and he was mine, if I wanted him.

"I come Mondays, Wednesdays and Fridays" he told me with a grin as he stood under the shower opposite, his flaccid cock in his hand.

"You'll need to come more than that" I replied "add a Sunday and we have a deal"

"All this talk about cumming" he smirked, rubbing under his smooth arms "it's making me kinda horny"

I looked down once again, his cock was no longer flaccid.

"You're insatiable" I scoffed, feeling my own cock twitch.

"I'm what?" He asked curiously, and I laughed to myself.

"You've got a lot to learn, bro" I smiled "a lot".