John had been trying to talk me into joining the gym with him for ages. I was always very slim and healthy but he wanted me to try bulking up.
After having enough of his nagging, I decided to talk to him about it. I told him that I would feel uncomfortable in front of all the muscle bound guys that use the gym. John suggested that we use the latest night gym as it was always quiet.
I gave in and agreed that I would try it at least once.
My brother has always been able to get me to do what he wanted. I fell for it even more after falling in love with him. It was starting to feel like a real relationship. We were fucking, cuddling and and all the other things that couples do.
So the night came and we were getting ready for the gym. We were getting changed in the bedroom, into some work out clothes. I pulled on some sweatpants, thinking that I'd stay as covered as I could.
"There is no way I'm letting you wear them." John said with a slight giggle.
"What's wrong with them?" I asked, throwing him a scowl.
"Wear shorts instead baby." He ordered.
"I don't have any shorts." I said, knowing that I had some hiding in the drawers.
"Here, wear these then." He said as he threw a pair of his shorts at me.
I pulled my sweatpants back down and put them on the bed. I was about to put the shorts on when I heard him sigh from behind me. With my back to him, I rolled my eyes.
"Now what!" I snapped at him.
"Take those boxers off." He said, with a cocky tone.
I had given in by now, knowing that I would never get my way. I pulled down my tight white boxers and put them on top of my sweats.
"You happy now?" I asked as I turned to face him.
On turning round I saw that he was also naked and was about to put his shorts on. Seeing his toned ass and amazing body gave me a semi. Which of course he had to notice. He looked me up and down and just smiled.
I turned back away from him, knowing that if I looked at him any more, I'd get fully hard. I pulled the shorts on and put a vest on that I used for running. When I turned back to face John, he was just putting his tank top on. It clung to his torso, showing off his big chest and his amazing six pack.
Once we were ready, we went out to the car. John drove and I sat in the passenger seat with my hand holding his naked thigh. We were in the car for about half of an hour before we got to the gym. John pulled into a parking space near the entrance and shut off the engine.
My sight was fixed on the huge building in front of us. I jumped a little when I felt John's hand gently connect with my cheek. He turned my head to face him, leaned in and gave me a soft kiss on my lips.
"You ready baby?" He asked with a loving tone.
"I think so." I answered, a little worried about people seeing me.
I must admit, I thought I was a good-looking guy but my skinny legs were on show, something I've always hated.
John must of known what I was thinking. He looked me in the eye and smiled.
"You are beautiful baby." He said.
I don't know why but that instantly put me at ease. The fact that he knew what to say just showed how far we had come. We were far beyond just brothers now, we were lovers too.
"Come on then." John said opening the door and stepping down out of the car.
I glance over the car park as I got out of the car. There was only three other cars there, which was a good sign. I followed John up some steps and into the entrance.
Inside the building, I continued to follow John down a corridor. I watched his butt as he walked up some more steps I was so horny that my cock began to grow again. I looked away from him the rest of the way, making my cock behave.
After a couple more flights of stairs we met the door to the gym. John pushed the door open and held it open for me to walk in.
"Wait here for a second baby." John whispered.
I waited near the door and glanced around the room. The gym was huge, it seemed to just keep going. Down one side, there was treadmills, exercise bikes and other cardio equipment the other side of the room had all the weight machines most of which looked like torture racks.
I looked back toward John to see him walking back toward me. He had a big smile on his face and was holding two blue towels. Back in front of me, he passed me one of the towels.
"Follow me bro." He said.
He obviously thought that calling me bro would hide the relationship that we have.
I followed behind him as he lead me over to the treadmills.
"Get on then bro." He said
I stepped onto the machine and placed my towel over the bar at the front. John started pressing buttons the treadmill started.
"I'm going to start you slow so you can warm up properly." He said.
"Ok." I said,
He had only ser me at a brisk walking pace. I run every day so I knew this was going to be easy.
I smiled as John got onto the treadmill next to mine. His machine started at the same speed as he had set mine.
I could see the whole gym from where I was. There was only one other person working out. He was on the weight machine in the corner. I couldn't help but watch as he flexed. He looked a lot bigger then John but too big for my taste. There was also a couple of staff at a desk at the back of the room.
"Speed it up a little." John ordered.
I knew that John was stronger then me, so he would show me up on the weights. I was a much better runner then him. The treadmill was my only chance of coming out on top. I increased the speed on the machine to a running pace.
"You challenging me bro?" John asked.
"Only if you are up to it old man." I said with a sly grin.
"Cheeky fucker." He snapped with a beautiful smile.
He turned up the speed, to match my pace. I ran at the same pace for a couple of minutes before increasing the speed further. I was now running at full speed. John watched as I ran with the purpose of beating him. John matched me once again but was clearly struggling. After just five minutes at the top speed he hit the stop button.
"You win, you fucker." He said while stepping off the treadmill.
I was still running comfortably but guessed that as I'd won, I should do something else.
"What now?" I asked as I stopped the machine.
"We'll do weights so I can show you up" he said with a joking tone.
I sat on a chair facing the weights, watching John lift them. He was laid on the bench with his legs open, lifting the bar and lowering it to his chest.
From my seat I had an amazing view. His shorts gathered around his crotch, showing off his big cock. He was still coated in sweat from the run. The moisture had face and arms glistening. My cock started to twitch watching his big arms flex and relax.
I snapped out of my daydream when John slammed the weight bar back into its stand.
"Your turn baby." He said. Clearly a slip up because he looked around to see if anyone had heard him.
"I can't lift that." I said with panic.
John went back to the machine and took some of the weights off the ends of the bar. I laid on the bench and lifted the bar. It felt very heavy but I continued to lower and lift the bar. I knew that John had left it that heavy to prove a point. After a few reps, John tapped my thigh.
"Stop for a minute." He said.
I looked at him wondering what he was doing. He had a wonderful smile on his face. I thought that I had impressed him but that's not why he stopped me. He leaned toward.
"Baby, you are really showing off that boner." He said.
I was so fixed on lifting the weights that I hadn't noticed that I was still hard from watching John. John was looking around to see if anyone else had noticed, it didn't seem that they had.
"Come into the locker room with me." John whispered.
I grabbed my towel and held it, covering my rod. We walked through the length of the room and through a door leading to a changing room.
Once in the room, John took me by the hand and lead me to the benches in the middle of the room.
