I was two months into my 22nd year on the day when I bought a membership to the gym that was only a few moments away from my home. I had walked there from home wearing a back pack.
Never having seen the inside of a real body builder's gym, I needed some pointers. I spent a few moments watching other people work at the pulley driven machines and free weights. On one wall there was a plaque describing different exercises. It illustrated how one did them and which muscles they worked. I took a few moments and read it.
Barely 130 pounds, there were no defined muscles on my body. My pectoral muscles were flat and the lateral muscles were nearly straight. Rollerblading and cycling around my neighborhood had been the only exercises to which I was accustomed.
Knowing I needed more assistance, I looked back at the desk. They should come help me here I thought.
"Is there a physical trainer available?" It occurred to me that one should be included with the fee that I paid.
"Yes," replied a handsome young male. " I can help you."
He was clad in red gym shorts with a white T shirt. His wore his pecan brown hair in a buzz cut that was spiked up in the front. He looked to be not much older than me.
The trainer came over to me.
"What would you like to accomplish?"
"I would like to gain about 20 or thirty pounds."
"Muscle is made of protein. To build it you need lots of calories from protein."
By now he had peaked my curiosity. "Protein comes from what kind of foods?"
"Fish, meat, and eggs, " he said.
That said he began describing exercises.
"If you do a lot of repetitions at light weight that gives you muscle tone. A heavy weight but fewer repetitions will create bulk. You need to eat a lot more."
We walked over to a bench whose uprights held a long barbell. He put plates on each end and totaled them for me.
"There's a hundred pounds. This will work your pectoral muscles which is your chest."
I lay down and grabbed the weights from behind me. He walked behind the bench.
"Breathing is key. Breathe out when you're pushing up."
I lowered the bar and pushed it up then repeated the exercise. It seemed to move up on column of air as I let out my breath. After a few reps it was beginning to feel heavy.
"All you, " said my trainer. "It's all you!"
I moved on from exercise to exercise. Todd explained them. I did them.
After a half hour I felt like the muscles in my body were sore. I'm sore in muscles I never knew I had I thought. I walked into the locker room.
I'm gay. I've known it since puberty but I had always lacked the courage to approach a guy for sex. It didn't help either that I didn't know where to find other gay men.
I walked into the locker room, stripped and tossed my gym clothes into my locker. Looking around at the men, at their asses and dicks was making me fantasize just a little. I made absolutely sure not to let anything show on my face. Of course it meant I had to terminate the fantasy after just a couple of seconds. Besides my dick was starting to throb.
So far I was content just to look. It's probably a straight gym I thought.
I knew that the gym had a swimming pool. The door just a few feet away on my right led to the pool area.
I had just come out of the shower when I saw a man walking naked toward the door. He disappeared behind it. I guess I'll go out there naked too I thought.
I walked through the doorway. As I looked around there were several other guys there inside the pool or sitting bye it or sitting in the jacuzzi. No one wore a bathing suit.
I swam back and forth six lengths of pool before coming out of the water. Through the glass doors I could see lounge chairs and high privacy fence. I walked outside.
Around me there were a few other guys relaxing in lawn furniture. Some lay face up. Others lay face down. I looked around eyeballing asses and cocks. I hope I'm not the only gay person in here I thought.
I had been out there for a few moments when I suddenly found myself alone. The urge to jerk my cock was now irresistible. I closed my hand tight around it intent on making myself cum. There are some fucking gorgeous men in this place I thought. After a few minutes cum streamed from the head depositing the white, viscous fluid onto my torso. I quickly began cleaning myself. That felt so good I thought.
Things began to happen. A gorgeous guy about 5 foot ten, lean but fit looking came outside. Even flaccid, his cock was big and inviting.
