It was an incredible workout. I really felt great with how my body was feeling, and looking. I usually worked out at home, but lately, the call of the local gym had been appealing to me. There was more equipment, and also other guys around to compare bodies with. And there happened to be only guys at this gym, in fact, at least at this late hour.
Noticing the crowd dwindling, there was only two guys left, besides myself, two bigger, muscular guys, who you could tell hit the gym regularly. Their tight shirts weren't hiding their muscles well. But my workout was over, and I headed off to the locker room, ready to change and shower.
As I walked towards the lockers, I noticed the two guys laughing and watching me. A bit odd, I thought, but I walked off, heading straight to my locker. Without even a second delay, the two guys followed me, heading to their respective lockers, close by. They kept giggling and were very close to each other, their hands touching each other's bodies. Again, a bit odd, but I didn't think too much of it.
I sat down on a chair, and began to put some things into my gym bag. I grabbed a water bottle and began to guzzle it down. That's when the two guys walked in front of me, introducing themselves as James and Steve. I smiled in a friendly way, introducing myself, and they took a seat on the couch in front of me. I was ready to pack up and leave (I thought it might be better to shower at home tonight) when something unexpected happened. It took my mind a few seconds to actually process what was going on in front of me.
Steve and James started to kiss, slowly at first, their lips just grazing together. I couldn't help but stare, never before witnessing something like this in person. They smiled against each other's lips, pressing them together again. Steve roughly took a hold of James' shirt, before forcing his tongue into James' mouth.
James whimpered, moaned almost, before opening his mouth, allowing Steve's tongue to enter. I felt my breathing increasing, my heart racing. I knew that I should get out of here, leave this naughty scene at once, but I couldn't help it. I also felt something else, the blood rushing to my cock. It was hardening in my sweat pants. I had to adjust how I was sitting. Oh god, what was suddenly coming over me?
James began to moan more as Steve kissed him aggressively. Steve leaned forward, pressing James back against the couch, his tongue dominating James' open mouth. It's almost like they wanted me to see, keeping an angle so that their every move was on display for me. Steve kissed James aggressively, but slowly, their pink, long tongues extending and disappearing in each other's mouths.
"Hold it out for me baby," Steve urged James. James held out his tongue, and Steve wrapped his lips around it, sucking on it, moving his head back and forth. He paused for a moment to speak.
"Mm, just like it's your cock," he said, before returning his lips to James' tongue, sucking it slowly. James moaned and squirmed, the pleasure seeming to overwhelm him greatly. I squirmed in my chair as well. My cock began to throb in my pants, but I was almost afraid to touch it, to do anything. If I began to touch myself, that means that I'm giving in, that I might be gay, or bi. But I couldn't help it, the kissing was so intense. I brushed my hand over my pants, barely grazing my cock. That'll do for now, I thought to myself.
Steve reached down, rolling James' tight shirt up a bit, revealing his body. James' shirt was so tight, that when he rolled it up, it remained there, clinging to his body, with his abs and stomach on display. His body was so muscular, so fit. Steve rubbed his hands up and down James' abs, underneath his massive pecs. I could see the outline of James' hard-on in his pants. It jumped and pulsed as Steve felt him up.
I was having trouble keeping my hands off of myself now. I kept touching my cock, through my pants, lightly. Little swipes up and down, feeling the length of my shaft. I didn't know it was possible to be this hard. I felt almost light headed, all of the blood rushing to my cock. I had to adjust my seat again, my cock was pulsing and standing up high. I could feel the pre cum forming in my boxers. Fuck, there's no way this is happening. It can't be.
In an instant, both of their shirts were removed. They laughed and whispered to each other as they removed their shirts, Steve stealing little glances at me. I tried to look shocked, like I wasn't super horny, but my face gave it all away. I was curious, lustful, in awe of the hot scene unfolding in front of my eyes.
Steve smiled, and then returned to James. Both of them shirtless, hot sculpted muscles, Steve slightly bulkier, James a bit smaller, but both with ripped abs, muscles that seemed to shimmer and glow. They pressed their nude chests together and began to make out again, moaning and groaning into each other's mouths. Steve was dominantly on top of James, rubbing his body against James. It was harder to see now, but I knew that their hard cocks were pressed together and grinding, both of them still in their tight jeans.
I felt a bit crazed now, my touches on my cock becoming more deliberate. I just couldn't help it, I was so hard now, I HAD to touch it! I squeezed the length of my shaft, just appreciating, and also amazed at how hard I was, how impressed my cock was by the scene in front of me. I let out a soft moan, wanting to pull my pants down, to take my shirt off like them, anything. But I was still uncertain. For now, I was content touching myself through my pants, which were becoming stained from the precum leaking from my cock.
Steve adjusted himself on the couch, sitting next to James now. He looked at me, James' eyes were barely open, in a state of pleasure as Steve ran his hands down James' hot, hot body. His hands found the button on James' jeans, and popped it open. As he did this, he kept his gaze focused on me.
"Enjoying the show?" Steve said to me, as he unzipped James' pants. James adjusted, allowing Steve to move his pants down and off. James' cock was so hard, that it burst though the opening in his boxers. It was incredible (did I really just think that?). So thick and hard, smooth and shaven, glistening from the pre cum that was running down it.
"I.. I should go?" Was all I could think to say. But there was no way I was leaving now, my cock as hard as the one I was looking at, still concealed by my pants, but barely. I was tenting in my pants hard, sticking straight up into the air. Steve definitely noticed.
"Nonsense," he smiled, responding to me. "You'll miss the best part." And as he said this, he wrapped his big hand around James' slippery cock, and began to pump up and down, slowly jerking him off. James opened his eyes, smiling at me, and then closed them again, moaning out loud now as Steve jerked him so, so slowly.
"Feel free to touch yourself, you don't have to hide it," Steve called out to me. It's not like I was though, but this just gave me further permission. I reached down, and stroked myself harder through my sweat pants. God, I was incredibly horny, this was an insane feeling.
"That's it, uhhmm," Steve moaned. He was enjoying watching my struggle with my feelings, but it didn't stop him from jerking James off like a pro, slow and steady.
"You should take your shirt off, why not?" He moaned out to me.
"I... um..." But I couldn't think of a counter argument, I was so damn horny, my thoughts weren't my own. And so, I slowly slid my shirt off, and set it on the ground next to me. I had been wanting to do that for minutes now, finally getting Steve's permission. James even opened his eyes for this, scanning my body, but quickly shut them again, lost in the pleasure of Steve's hand job.
