I finally finished my intern year as a surgical resident. Now as a second year I had to get to the hospital by 6am, but that's better than 5am!
This meant I had time to work out before work, and I joined a gym that offered 5am classes. There weren't many of us in the class, but I recognized an anesthesiology resident there. At the hospital, I had always noticed his huge arms and glutes under his scrubs, so now I understood how he maintained such a good physique.
His name was Juan and he had beautiful caramel colored skin with a black buzz cut. We started socializing in the gym class, and I tried to keep myself from openly staring at his tight shorts and tank tops. A few times his dick was so obvious in his tight pants that I wondered if he was showing off on purpose. I was happily married to my wife, but I couldn't help noticing his body.
One day we were in the same OR after the gym, and he called me out for smelling like sweat. "Dude, do you not shower after class?"
"How would I have time? I have to come in right after class. I can't stop by my house for a shower."
"You gotta use the showers in the hospital basement! That's what I do. There's a few of us that use them almost every morning. It's only a few residents. Not like the attendings are gonna get here that early."
It sounded like a great idea. The next day after our class, Juan showed me where the showers were on the basement level of the hospital.
We walked in and started undressing in a small locker area next to the showers. There were 5 shower heads along an exterior wall with tiny curtains that were probably placed there whenever this old hospital was built and never replaced, so there would be very little privacy.
Almost immediately after we arrived, a muscular black neurosurgery resident named Tommy walked in and started stripping. We had met once so we politely said hey.
Next, a blonde guy walked in with a bike. I hadn't met him before, but I had noticed him around the hospital because of his large bubble butt. You couldn't help but notice him walking around the hospital with scrubs stretching to contain his large round ass.
He took the locker next to mine, leaning his bike against the wall. "Sup dude. I hope you don't mind the bike. My last one got stolen so now I bring it in with me. I'm Kyle. I'm an OB resident. I think I've seen you around before."
"Yea man, I'm Mike. General surgery. I think we started the same year? I'm a second year."
"Yep, me too." He looked at my body, currently only wearing my briefs at this point. "Where do you work out? You're jacked."
"Oh haha, thanks. I started working out with Juan." I glanced at myself in a nearby mirror, already looking better from just a few months of the near-daily gym classes. My pecs and arms looked good, and I was proud.
"Well, it shows. Juan has been ripped for a while," he said.