4 comments/ 45320 views/ 3 favorites Pumping Iron By: cas_imagine I had just finished my evening work out and had to cross the weight room to get to the showers. My body was glistening and slick with sweat so I grabbed a towel from the rack. About that time, I realized that I wasn't alone in the room. I turned and locked gazes with the one person I had been hoping not to see. To be honest, I wanted to see him, but not when I was hot and sweaty. Even in office attire, he was sinful to look at. To see him in nothing but shorts was… well… breathtaking. I don't really remember when I first started noticing him. I had been aware of him for months, but it was in the most general sense…another presence in the room, nothing more. We would pass each other in the gym and on the street. He wasn't incredibly handsome, but carried himself with such confidence that my eyes were always drawn to him. I began to see him at my other haunts – the bookstore and my favorite pizza place. He never seemed to pay much attention to me, never even seemed to look my way, which gave me many opportunities to watch him. He moved with the grace and athleticism of a cat stalking its prey. He had a physique that was impressive without being overdone. I never had the courage to speak to him, but I could see the gleam of intelligence in his eyes. I knew we were members of the same gym, but didn't see him there often. My hours were irregular to say the least, so I was surprised when I saw him that evening. It looked as if he had just finished working out as well because he was headed right for the towel rack, and me. I was frozen in place and could do nothing but stare at him as he approached. I felt like a deer in headlights as he got closer, and he never took his eyes from mine. He walked up and reached around me with both arms and grabbed the towel that was behind me. He kept the towel wrapped around me and pulled me toward him until I was up against his body. I looked up in surprise and caught my breath when I saw the predatory gleam in his eyes. He never said a word, just leaned down and kissed me. It started as a soft kiss, a gentle brush of the lips, feather-soft against me. That little kiss was enough to make me lean into him and run my hands up his chest and around his neck, begging for more. He backed me up against the wall by the towel rack and proceeded to seduce me with kisses. Hard, demanding kisses with his body pressed against mine, his tongue probing my mouth and teasing my lips. Soft, feathery kisses and nibbles down my neck and to my chest. He had one hand on the back of my head, wrapped in my hair and the other hand was trailing up and down the side of my body, caressing my waist and hip. I was lost in his kisses and the smell of this hot, sweaty, sexy male. I wanted to feel his skin on mine and I was arching my hips and breasts toward him, wanting his tongue to tease my nipple the way it had teased my mouth. He took a deep breath and pulled away from me for a moment, leaving me stunned and shaken. It only took a moment for him to glance around the gym, acknowledge that it was empty and then walk over and lock the door. When he turned back to me, it was with a smile that promised satisfaction. He grabbed my hand and pulled me down so I was straddling him as he sat on one of the weight benches. He started in with those incredible kisses again and his hands were slowly coaxing my tank top up. He pulled away long enough to pull the tank top off over my head and then dove right back in, plundering my mouth and using his fingers to tease my nipples until they were hard peaks. He wrapped his hands around my waist as he kissed his way down my neck and shoulders to my chest. I leaned back and he took one nipple into his mouth. His tongue flicked across the tip and sensations rocketed down my body. I thrust my hips against him and could feel his hot, thick shaft pressing against my thin gym shorts. I started rocking against him and could hear him growl his approval. He shifted and moved to the other nipple and started working his magic on that side. The kisses and nibbles and flicks of the tongue were making me moan and strain against him. I wanted more of him. He slowly lowered me backward so that I was lying down on the weight bench and he pulled back enough so that he could slide my shorts down my legs. I took advantage of the moment when he turned to drop my shorts on the floor and I slid out from under him. When he turned back to me, I was on my knees in front of him, wearing nothing but a lacy thong and I was tugging his shorts down. He made that growling noise again and put his hand in my hair to guide me to what I wanted. I teased his cock with kisses the way he had teased my mouth and nipples. I caressed his skin, appreciating the soft, silky texture of his shaft, rubbing my hands and face against him. Kisses and nibbles along the insides of his thighs, running my tongue along his sack, gently lifting and sucking as he groaned in pleasure. I ran hot, demanding kisses up and down the length of his shaft, then long slow licks around the tip until he was tight with tension. I licked the pre-com from the tip of his cock then I wrapped my lips around him and took him deep into my mouth. I could feel his hands running through my hair as I sucked and licked his cock. He was lifting his hips and thrusting into my face as I slid him in and out of my mouth. I knew he was watching me, watching his cock move between my lips. I glanced up at him, and the look of pleasure on his face was enough to make me moan. I knew he was on the verge of exploding so I quickened the pace. He fisted his hands in my hair and groaned with pleasure as I swallowed the jet of cum that shot into my mouth. His body was trembling with aftershocks as I continued to lick and suck on his cock after he came. He looked down and smiled at me the way a wolf would smile at its next meal. He lifted me up onto my toes and shattered me with another kiss. With one hand, he slid my thong off my hips and it slipped to the floor. His fingers separated me and probed the aching wetness between my legs. He was kissing and nibbling on my neck as he worked his fingers into me. His thumb was caressing my clit and sending jolts of pleasure through my body. He managed to guide me back to the weight bench and stretched me out along its length. He knelt at the end of the bench, spread my legs wide and dove in with his tongue. He slipped his fingers back inside my slit and used his mouth to lick and suck my clit until I was arching my hips against him and demanding that he fuck me. I wasn't satisfied with his fingers and tongue; I wanted his thick, hard cock in my pussy. He made that sexy growling noise and slipped his fingers out of me. He kissed his way back up my belly and breasts, pausing to suck on my nipples until I was writhing against him. Then he grabbed my hips and slid his cock inside me. I could only moan my appreciation as he pumped his hips against mine. With every thrust, he managed to grind against me and bring me closer to the edge. I was rocking my hips against him and could feel every inch of his long, thick cock inside me. His hands were tight on my hips as he rode me until I was screaming with my orgasm racking through my body. When he felt me cum, he leaned down and thoroughly kissed me, then flipped me over and entered me from behind. I braced myself against the weight bench and he started pounding into me again. He was fucking me hard and fast and it only took a few minutes before he was pumping his cum inside me. He leaned down and started nuzzling my neck while we both recovered. Then he pulled me upright and guided me towards the showers. I wondered for a moment if I was going to shower alone, but he never took his hand from my arm as he turned on the water and stepped into the spray. He pulled me into the warm, soothing water and started running his hands up and down my body. I leaned back and let the water cascade down my hair, feeling all the sweat and exhaustion slip away. He covered my body with soap, exploring every curve with his hands and mouth as he washed me. I was overwhelmed with the sensations of the water spraying against my skin and his hands and mouth softly caressing me. He turned me so I was facing into the water and slipped his fingers back inside me. With the other hand, he held me open so the water was spraying directly against my clit. He was kissing and sucking on my neck and shoulders, marking me as his when I shuddered to another climax. I collapsed back against him, my pussy still clenched around his fingers. He made that incredible sexy growl again and gave a low laugh along with it. Then he turned me around to face him, lifted my fact and devoured me with another kiss. He reached around, turned off the water and pulled me out of the shower. He grabbed some towels, wrapping one around me and using another to dry himself, stopping to touch and gaze at me as I dried myself. He gave me that wolf grin again and said, "Be here tomorrow because we need to try out the climbing wall." Pumping Iron My name is Chris and I like to work out with weights. I got tired of going to a gym with all the egos there, so I set up my own little workout area. I got a bench and a free weight set and placed them in my garage. One Saturday I was lifting when the next door neighbor came to the garage door. His name was Ryan. He was eighteen, tall and thin as a rail. "I wished I looked like you Chris," he told me. "If you work out long enough you can build your muscles up," I told him. Ryan asked if he could work out with me. I told him he could and we started out slow. Ryan did all I told him to do such as using proper form. When we finished working out I saw Ryan eying me up. Unfortunately, he wasn't looking at my chest. I saw Ryan looking at my shorts. I didn't wear a shirt when lifting, I just had a tight pair of shorts on. Ryan was giving me a close look it seemed. "You like what you see?" I asked Ryan. "You were looking at my crotch," I said to him. Ryan's face got red so I knew I had caught him looking. I went over and closed the garage door and then I motioned Ryan into the family room. Ryan had a puzzled look on his face. Once we were in the family room I slowly pulled my shorts down to the floor. Ryan's eyes looked like they were bulging out. "Take your trunks off," I told him. I think Ryan was reluctant, but he did as I asked. There we both stood with out dicks out. I am about six and one half inches in length and my cock is thick. Ryan was actually long than me, but his cock was on the thin side. I walked over to Ryan and knelt before him. I took his cock in my hand and brought it to my lips. I surrounded Ryan's dick and took him down my throat. You should have heard Ryan. He was moaning and begging me to suck him. I took his rod down to the root. I was gagging a little, but he tasted so hot. Ryan was fully erect now and he felt huge in my mouth. It was making my eyes water a bit. I must have got Ryan a little too excited. After a few minutes I heard Ryan groan and he unloaded down my throat. I almost choked on all his hot seed flowing down to my belly. I drank all of his offering and then I pulled off. Ryan looked like he had died and went to heaven. I figured it was my turn now. I pulled Ryan over to the couch. I had him get onto his back. Ryan had this concerned look on his face, but it was time for him to become a man. I spread his legs and I got in between his thighs. I took my cock in hand and guided it to his virgin hole and I pushed in. Ryan cried out that it hurt. I told him it would hurt for just a little bit. I slowly eased in past his rim. God, he felt so good! His ass muscles were gripping me as I fed him more of my dick. Eventually I got all of my prick into his tight bowels. I started to stroke Ryan's ass. My ball sacs were slapping against his cheeks. That always makes me crazy when I hear that sound. I started to fuck Ryan harder now. I pounded his hole as deeply as I could. Sometimes I would just rest my cock inside Ryan just to let him feel how thick my cock felt inside him. There was lots of moaning and pleading after we got going. Ryan got over the initial pain and he begged me to make him my lover. There was no doubt I was going to make him all mine. "I am going to mark you with my cock Ryan, no one else can have you now." I thought Ryan would go crazy when I told him this. His ass muscles were clenching me hard as I ever felt. I knew this was going to be some hot fucking from now on. I must have been hitting Ryan's prostate. His cock was standing straight up and he finally started to spurt straight up in the air. His cum hit his chest, spattering all over. That pushed me over the edge. I drove my cock into Ryan and I let go. I shot one load after another deep into Ryan's ass. I kept thrusting and giving all my white hot juice. Ryan's body was shaking beneath me. I could tell he felt the heat of my love offering. I kept giving Ryan my cock for a few minutes longer until I started getting soft. I slowly withdrew my dick and I thought Ryan would go nuts. My cock came out with a plopping noise. I lowered myself and we both had a long, hot kiss together. We eventually got cleaned up and had a talk. I told Ryan no one could know what we had done. Ryan said he understood. Ryan said he hoped we could do that again soon, maybe he could fuck me as well. I told him that was a possibility. Ryan and I continued our workouts. After we finished we always made love. It normally started out that we sucked each others cock. We would get in a 69 position and make each other hard. I did let Ryan use my ass with his cock. I hadn't been fucked in some time and when he entered me I felt pain. Ryan wasn't a gentle lover. He loved to ram my ass and take me hard. That seven inches drove me over the edge more than one time. He had such large loads that he squirted into my bottom. More often than not, I ended up giving Ryan the fucking he wanted and deserved. He ass just felt so good surrounding my cock. We always fucked bareback. Skin on skin just feels so good. Ryan thinks so too. The summer went fast and Ryan was heading off to college. I only get to see him on holiday breaks now. I think that Ryan has found himself a lover at school and that is okay with me. I know things like that never last forever. I too have managed to find another man to share with, someone in our neighborhood. More on that the next time I write.