"Hey, do you want some help?"
I looked up and saw a large man towering over me.
"Excuse me?" I asked him.
"Well, I could spot you if you wanted to do more than just free weights," the man offered.
I looked up at the guy. He looked huge! Especially with me sitting on the bench.
The guy easily stood over six feet tall. Maybe six feet four inches, a couple of inches taller than me. And he was easily larger than me. But not by a lot. I may be only 18, but I've been lifting weights for the past two years fairly religiously. I had seen this guy around the gym but never really talked to him.
"So, do you want some help?"
"Yeah, sure," I finally said. I couldn't help but stare at him. He was objectively attractive, even for a guy. He wore a loose cut-sleeve tank that showed off his large arms. His thick legs were barely covered by a pair of shorts that stopped above the knees.
"It looks like you're doing arms today, do you want to hit the bench press?" the guy offered. He started moving toward the bench before I could respond.
Shit, I guess I should follow. I need to do it anyway,
I thought to myself. I followed him and watched him start stacking on weights.
"Woah, I don't think I can do too many reps at that weight," I said throwing up my hands.
"Don't worry, this is for me," the guy responded. He finished putting on the weights and laid down on the bench.
I took my position by his head placing my hands under the bar. The guy worked through 15 reps before we switched places. I told him what I normally lift and he went down to that weight. I was able to get through 15 reps as well before we switched places again.
He went through his again but when we switched he added five pounds to my bar. I got through 15 reps of my own again before we switched. We went through another 15 reps before calling it quits. While doing the bench press I couldn't help but look at his crotch. Even when he upped my weight and I had to work harder, all I could do was stare harder at his crotch And there was a lot to look at.
His bulge was large and stood out a good amount from his crotch. During my last set he stood a little closer to me so that I could see just inside his shorts. I couldn't keep my eyes off the red flash that I would see every time I pushed the bar up. I even thought he was checking me out when I was spotting him and when he was spotting me.
We went through a few more upper body lifts before we finally finished.
"You want to hit the sauna?" the guy asked as we finished our last set.
"Um, I guess. I didn't really bring a towel though," I lamely said. I enjoyed spending time with the guy and we spoke little. I still didn't even know his name.
"Don't worry, they have some towels you can use. I usually use theirs for the sauna anyway," the guy responded upbeat. He turned towards the locker room and I quickly followed.
We went to our respective lockers, a couple of banks away from each other. We striped down and wrapped towels around each other. I kind of hoped we were closer so I could catch a look at what made his late bulge.
What was I thinking?
I stood by my locker with a small towel around my waist about to go to a sauna with another guy whose name I still didn't know. What the fuck.
"Hey are you ready to go?" the guy asked.
Holy shit!
I thought to myself. The guy was a few years older than me and looked like the guys on muscle magazines. Well not as bulging muscles but he you could clearly see his muscles. His pecs were defined with some nice nipples poking out.
Nice nipples? What?
He also had some hard washboard abs. He had a light coat of hair over his chest and abs.
"So are you ready?" the guy asked again.
Fuck, how long had I been staring.
"Yeah I'm ready," I rapidly responded.
The guy just smirked at me and walked toward the sauna. And I got a nice look at his hard bubble butt and tight calves. His body was amazing. Hot enough to make my body start to react.
Being late at night, there weren't a lot of people at the gym so we had the sauna to ourselves.
The mystery man finally introduced himself, "I'm Thomas, by the way."
"Alex," I responded.
"Nice to meet you. I've seen you around for a while now. How old are you anyway?" The guy started up.
"I'm 18. Still in high school," I responded.
"Oh, a senior huh? How did you end up here? There aren't a whole lot of high schoolers here."
"Yeah I started coming here a couple of years ago because of that."
"You didn't want people to see you?"
"Yeah kinda."
"Cool."
The conversation trailed off there. As the conversation trailed off so did my eye contact. I finally took in all of Thomas.
He looked to be about 25 years old. He was definitely tall. Taller than me. Probably around six feet four inches to my six feet two inches. He had short brown hair that at this point was stuck to his head. He had bushy eyebrows that sat over deep set eyes. The shadow from his eyebrows only made his blue eyes seem more bright. He had a square jaw with a nice five o'clock shadow dusting his face.
My eyes followed down Thomas's thick neck to his pecs. Again, his muscles weren't huge but he definitely paid attention to them. He looked like a baseball player. I followed down his thick hairy arms past his lightly hairy torso. Finally, my eyes stopped at his crotch. I couldn't help staring because his trail of hair led straight to his towel.
When my eyes fell in Thomas's lap, his hand moved there as well. He grabbed his crotch.
"You like what you see?"
I could feel myself turn bright red.
"I know you've been looking at it all night," the guy continued. His hand started to tug at his large cock.
"What? No I haven't," I tried to say while still mesmerized by his now growing cock.
"Why don't you slide a little closer?" Thomas offered. He made no movement towards me.
Only looked into my eyes. Unfortunately, my eyes were glued to Thomas's large cock now tenting his towel quite prominently. It was growing by the second.
Finally I was face to face with Thomas's large cock.
