It's funny how an empty gym can be relaxing but on the other hand, hearing others around you putting in their fitness efforts is also relaxing and motivating. The other night, the empty gym kinda got me a bit depressed. To help get the machines and weights I need, I try to time the start of my workouts as the regulars are winding their workouts down. This time I ran late and was worried I would have to rush the routine before closing.
Jason, one the average quiet types was there and and that was it. We said our quick greetings but then continued with our separate routines. Jason finished his routine and was gone before I knew it.
Then, like a scene in a b-rated gay porn, in walked a guy that I was sure had claw marks all over his body from all his crazy lovers. The veins all over his body screamed a maximum of 8% body fat.
He waited for me to finish my set and asked, "Hey, how late they open bro?"
I had to get myself out of the gaze I had on that hard dark body of his and said, "In an hour. Did you just join?"
He said, "Nah, thought I'd check it before I do, don't rat me out", and he chuckled and threw his bag down.
He started small talk about our routines, how often he lifts and all the typical gym bro talk. I became a little worried about him being a pesky new member but that body and sexy seductive smile of his gave me patience.
He reached over and gave me a squeeze high on my quads and said, "Proud of you man, you don't skip leg days, that's for sure." His hand was up my shorts leg and was almost at my cock so of course I twitched. He smiled.
I smiled and said, "Yeah, all or nothing for me, how I roll"