[Note: Based on some actual events. Careful with NSA sex, reality is different than fantasy.]
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I just started getting back to the gym, working out again after a knee injury from running. As a runner, I just hit the gym for some light weights and cardio and was surprised at how many of the guys there were really into working out to become pumped up, pec'd out, six-pack ab studs. Inspiring but intimidating too. I have more of a tall lean, runners build. After about two months of going to the gym mostly in the morning, my work schedule gave more time late at night. So I started going to of the gyms in my gym network in the city didn't close until 1:00am. I'd get there around 11pm, do some cardio-workouts and weights for an hour, hit the steam shower for a few minutes than shower and go home. I noticed that a lot of the guys in the steam room were clearly checking me out as I walked in and sat down with my towel covering me up. They sat with their towels open letting it all hang out.
I mentioned this to my girlfriend, and she told me that one of her gay friends had told her of his adventures at the gym and that the guys were probably just cruising each other, i.e. looking for sex partners for some quick NSA (no-strings-attached) sex. She told me with a wink and a smile "Watch out, they might start hitting on you next."
"Don't worry." I said "I think they're all just looking for those six-pack studs."
"Actually, those six-pack studs like topping thin, lean guys like you, sweety." she replied, kind of laughing.
"Topping? What do you mean?"
"You know" she said "they're on 'Top'. They are the "pitchers", the "bottoms" are the catchers. They fuck their little bottom boys. Come on haven't you seen any gay porn?'
"No, actually I haven't."
"Well I have, and it can be hot. I bet you'd look pretty hot getting fucked by one of those big studs." I started to blush and she said recovering for me "I'm just kidding. Don't worry, those guys probably aren't even interested in you."
"Now I feel rejected." I joked back at her.
"Let me be your little bottom." she said with a smile as she got to her knees, unzipped my pants and took my now semi-hard cock from my pants. "All this talk HAS gotten you excited. Let me help take care of you." and she put my cock in her mouth and started to twirl her tongue around the head, then sucked in my shaft with a slow sensual rhythm.
As she sucked me off my mind wandered. I couldn't get the idea of going in the steam room and sucking one of those guys off. She sensed something and asked me what I was thinking about. I lied and said I was just thinking of her mouth on my cock. She said
"Sure you are" she said with sarcasm.
Then she stripped down and bent over the couch and told me to mount her. I slid my cock into her wet pussy from behind, and started to pound away. I was still thinking of the guys in the gym, sucking cock and "NSA sex" in general. She looked over her shoulder and said teasingly "This is the way guys like to fuck each other. Pretend your fucking one of those studs baby. Pound me hard."
she started breathing heavily.
"No, harder!" she panted.
That was all I needed to hear and started to really fuck her, grabbing her shoulders and sinking my cock as deep and hard as I could. With each thrust she let out a beautiful moan. I was getting caught up in the fantasy going on in my head and I heard my self exclaim "take that you hot fucking stud" just before I exploded in one of my best orgasms ever!
"That really turned you on, baby." she said as she smiled and kissed me.. "We'll have to play that game again." I agreed. It was hot.
As she left that night she said "Things don't always go the way you want in real-life."
"Hmmm?" I said, as I kissed her good night. She just smiled back and waved goodbye.
I went to sleep. However I had trouble sleeping that night, with images of cock-sucking, flooding my thoughts.
Over the next week I was more aware of the sexual tension at the gym. Guys were checking each other out on the gym floor. I'd never realized it before. I would just check out the babes. But I realized this cruising happened all the time. After I thought about it, it made sense. Guys are so horny, they are thinking about sex all the time.
A couple of nights ago I got to the gym so late I only had time for a 30 minute workout, didn't even think I had time for a shower. One of the guys who was checking me out on the leg-curl machine told me that although they shut down the gym floor you still can get cleaned up. I was a little tired and could use a steam.