"Hey, you okay, Justin?" Dave asked. Justin looked up through the haze of sweat his over exertion had brought on, to see the new Gold's Gym towel boy looking at him. His name, as far as Justin could remember, was Dave something. Uhh, Roberts, Dave Roberts. Justin recalled their brief conversation now. It was Justin's first visit to a new gym, in a new city, a city where he knew exactly no one, outside of his college roommate.
He thought back to their conversation just an hour before.
"Justin, if there's anything you need, just call out and I'll get it for you," Dave had said.
"You're mighty helpful Dave, I appreciate that. Most employees at gyms could care less about doing anything for the clients," Justin replied.
"Well, to be honest, I don't want to be stuck doing the towel thing any longer than I have to. I just got out of the Marines, and I'm looking to make a career out of physical therapy. Working my way up the ladder here would pay my bills AND give me some good career experience while I work on my degree." Justin was impressed by the earnest look on Dave's face, and felt a stirring looking into Dave's cute blue eyes, which gazed steadily back into his own.
He couldn't make out much of what Dave looked like under the formless smock the gym made him wear, but it was obvious that he was in pretty good shape. Justin found his neck craning slightly, looking up at Dave. He must be 6' 2", Justin thought to himself. A lot to hold onto there.
"Hey, I'm enrolled at City College in the Physical Therapy program myself," Justin said. "Maybe we can do some, uhh, studying together?" Justin had no doubt in his own mind that he was gay, and that Dave was awfully cute, but that whole "gaydar" thing was a bust for him, one of the reasons he'd left home back in Iowa to come to school on the Coast. Get a new start without the harassment or embarrassment.
"Sure, maybe so," Dave replied with a grin. God, what great teeth. Sparkling white, with a cute pink tongue pinched between his teeth right at the end of his smile, when the smile part usually fades on most guys, and you can see what's really on a man's mind. But Dave's smile stayed just as friendly as ever. "I'd look forward to that. But I hope you don't mind, I'm a junior since I picked up a number of credits while I was a grunt. Had to, y'know, or else I'd be the only 23 year old freshman at City."
"Ohh, geez, I'm sorry Dave, I'm 19 and a freshman this year," Justin began explaining. "If you don't-"
"No, no, believe me, it'd be good for both of us…." Dave's voice trailed off and Justin saw his eyes fixed well below his own. He followed Dave's eyes to see him looking at Justin's crotch. To his horror, his gym shorts were tented out in front from an enormous erection. Justin's 8" dick was betraying him once again with a cute guy. The last time had gotten him beat up.
"Umm, I get those sometimes, uhh, just a circulation problem, uhh, sorry," Justin sputtered.
"Hey, no problem," Dave said smoothly. "You'll learn how to deal with problems like that in Physical Therapy." His easy grin warmed Justin's heart, but confused him too.
After exchanging numbers, the two men separated, Dave off to attend to his duties, Justin off to work through the weight circuit. It was halfway through the machines when Justin discovered he'd overdone the repetitions, and caused himself to nearly black out. First thing he saw when he came to, was Dave's face with a look of concern, looming close to his.
Confused, Justin forgot where he was, and brought his lips up to Dave's, their lips warmly brushing. Then awareness of where he was rushed into Justin's consciousness, and he furiously blushed red. "Ohh, shit, what the fuck, I'm sorry-" Justin bulled his way past Dave, and the two other gym employees, and ran out to the shower room, anxious to get away from the embarrassing scene he'd just created.
He slipped off his sweat shirt, shorts and jock strap, then his shoes and socks, and slipped them into the basket at his locker. Sweat streaming down his muscled torso, converging at the vee of his crotch, and unimpeded by any hair around his semi-erect cock, finally continuing down his smooth legs, he stepped into the communal shower area, which was thankfully free of any other customers. "Geez, I feel bad enough without having guys staring at the 'fag'," he thought to himself.
He soaped up all over, his fingers holding the bar of soap running up and down his body, relaxing from the pleasure of feeling a hand stroking him, the hot water running over him, and the feel of a man's body under his hand, even if it was only his own. He sank into a reverie, enjoying the sensations, when he turned to see Dave at the opening of the shower area. Dave was holding a towel, as though waiting for Justin to finish.
To Justin's surprise, though, Dave dropped the towel on the floor, then gripped the smock he was wearing, ripping it over his head. Justin could see Dave's well muscled physique under his white muscle shirt, and stood fascinated as Dave gripped the bottom of the shirt and lifted it, too, over his head, casting it on the floor near the towel and smock.
Justin gasped as he looked at Dave's tightly muscled, hairless chest. His taut abs shone with the glow of sweat. Dave smoothly slipped his thumbs under the waistband of his gray sweats, slipping them down to the floor. Dave stood there momentarily, his pants pooled around his feet, but Justin's eyes were locked on Dave's huge penis, which was at least 10 inches, and thicker than any cock he'd ever had the pleasure to feel inside of him. It was slowly rising up to stand out from Dave's muscular body, bobbing in time with his heartbeat.
Dave licked his lips, unconsciously. Dave's cock was a thing of beauty. Uncut, the foreskin slowly pulled back from the sheer hardness of his erection as it grew to its full size. With no pubic hair around that tremendous shaft to block his view, Justin got an eyeful of his large lemon sized balls hanging low below his dick in their pink wrinkled sac. Justin could feel his own cock responding to the masterpiece in front of him, but he didn't care now.
Dave reached Justin in just a few tremendous strides, and the two stared at each other from a distance of no more than a foot. Justin was lost looking in Dave's sky blue eyes, but jerked when he felt a tapping on top of his cock. He looked down to see Dave's heavy cock resting on his own, and he sighed loudly with pleasure. Dave's hands reached around Justin's slim hips to his full ass cheeks, and Dave pulled Justin to him. Conscious of Dave's cock poking him in the stomach, but mindless of the discomfort, Justin looked up at Dave, to see his lips parted and his head already tilting in that classic position for a lover's kiss.