Ralph sighed as he walked through the doors to the university athletic center. It was still early in the year, and the whole facility was full of people. He knew things would settle down once people gave up on their New Year's Resolutions, but until that happened, he'd have to deal with the frustration of waiting for nearly every piece of equipment he used.
Ralph was serious about his exercise regimen and spent hours at the gym every evening. He was tall, and pretty well built. He was taller than average, standing almost 6' 4". He had been working on his physique for years now, but he still wasn't where he wanted to be. He watched himself in the mirror as he curled dumbbells. "My biceps are looking huge lately," he thought to himself. He held the final curl a little longer than usual, just to admire his own bulky arm. He loved the way the tendons and veins stood out when the muscle was flexed.
As he set down the weights he had been using, he found his eyes wandering. He always checked out the other guys at the gym, but he tried to be discreet about it. He was a sucker for a nice, tight ass, and the dude squatting in the corner near him had one of the best he had seen in a while. He was wearing shorts that hugged his legs and butt as his muscles flexed and rippled with each squat. His shirt was bunched up on his back, and Ralph could see the waistband of a jock strap sitting above the top of his shorts. Ralph couldn't tear his eyes away from that incredibly shaped ass until he felt his dick twitch. He quickly looked away before his man parts decided to embarrass him.
He snuck glance again, hoping to catch another glimpse of those perfect cheeks, but the guy was finished squatting. Ralph had never seen this guy before, but he found himself transfixed once again. The man stood roughly 6 feet tall, in Ralph's estimation, and was incredibly handsome. He had dark hair, styled in a messy way that looked almost deliberate. His deep brown eyes sat above a slightly angular nose, and his perfect mouth was framed by a defined jaw and cheekbones. Every muscle on his body was as well-shaped as his ass. He wore a cut out tank top that revealed huge arms, shoulders, and a chiseled chest. Ralph could even see a nipple on one side. His tight shorts made it clear that he had a sizeable package between his legs.
Ralph was standing there, mouth gaping, when the man looked right at him. They locked eyes for a few seconds, and the man smiled confidently. He looked away, and Ralph realized his body was filled with adrenaline. He shook himself, feeling like an idiot for staring so much. "At least he knows I'm interested," he thought wryly.
He finished up another set, determined not to be caught staring again. As he set his weights down, someone asked, "Hey man, could I get you to spot me really quick?"
He looked up and felt his stomach lurch. It was the guy he'd been practically drooling over.
"Yeah, sure." Ralph did his best to sound casual. "I'm Ralph."
"Great! My name's Blake."
Ralph followed Blake (and his incredible ass) over to the squat rack. He stood behind him, and excitedly realized he'd have a front row seat for watching this set.
"I'm shooting for 5," Blake told him. Ralph nodded as Blake turned and positioned himself beneath the bar.
Ralph was acutely aware of how close he was standing behind Blake. No matter how hard he tried to control is, his own bulge was growing, and it nearly brushed Blake with every squat. His eyes were frozen on that spot of bare skin between the waistbands of his shorts and his jock. It looked so smooth. After Blake had completed 3 squats, Ralph realized he was holding his breath. He forced himself to breathe naturally, and readied himself to help Blake finish the last two reps. He raised his arms and held his hands on either side of Blake, ready to assist if he needed to.
As Blake began to straighten his legs after the fifth squat, he lost balance a bit and stumbled back. Ralph acted quickly, supporting his sides with both hands and helping him stand up and rack the weights. Only then did he realize that his dick was planted firmly against that hot ass crack. He stepped back, but he knew there was no way Blake hadn't felt his hardening cock pressed against him.
"You nearly had it without me!" Ralph noted, hoping to distract from the obvious situation.
Blake seemed hesitant to turn around and face him, and when he did, he looked embarrassed. Ralph's heart sank. He had noticed, and he'd blown this already. He looked at the ground, but something caught his eye. A very definite bulge showed through Blake's shorts, extending from his crotch and down the inside of his left thigh. Ralph's eyes snapped back up, where he discovered that Blake was staring at Ralph's crotch. Ralph glanced around. The gym was still busy, but they were in a corner, and nobody was nearby.
He looked back at Blake, and their eyes met. "I think it's probably time for me to hit the showers," Ralph said, and winked.
Blake seemed to catch his drift. "I think I'll join you. I'm finished now anyway."
Ralph hoped his semi hardon wasn't too obvious as he gathered up his things and headed for the showers. Blake followed, a short distance behind him. They entered the locker room and stowed their things, stripping down and grabbing towels. Ralph watched Blake get naked out of the corner of his eye and could feel Blake doing the same. He held his towel over his junk and walked toward the showers.
There was a main shower area, and a few with curtains. He was happy to see that one of the curtained showers was open and hurried to claim it. He threw his towel over the curtain rod and stepped in, turning on the water. He closed the curtain part way, but left it open enough for Blake to find him when he came in. He could feel his heart pounding, and his dick was getting longer by the second.
After what felt like an eternity, Blake finally rounded the corner. His towel was thrown over one shoulder, and his dick swung back and forth with each step as he strutted towards Ralph. He glanced around, then stepped inside the stall and pulled the curtain closed.
Ralph couldn't wait any longer. He immediately pushed Blake against the cold tile wall and kissed him, hard. Blake didn't resist. He grabbed the back of Ralph's head and pulled it against his own, kissing passionately. Ralph felt his tongue graze his lips, then dive into his mouth to find his own. Ralph kept one hand on Blake's chest and used the other to grab the hair on top of his head. He shoved his own tongue into Blake's mouth, then pulled it out and gently bit at his bottom lip. Then he slid his hand from his chest to his side and shoved his whole body against Blake's. His heart fluttered as their twin rock hard rods knocked against each other.
