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181 lines
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The Gym
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It was Friday evening, the end of a thoroughly shitty
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week. Travis had had to work late to get some stupid report done
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that his boss wanted first thing Monday morning. This pissed him
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off, since Travis was in the habit of working out after work on
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Fridays - to get into shape for the week end - and he was afraid
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the gym would be closed by the time he got there. As it hap-
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pened, Travis finally finished his work about eight, the gym
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closed at nine, so Travis figured he still had time for at least
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part of his routine.
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By the time Travis arrived at the gym it was twenty past
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eight, there were just a few sweaty guys still there. Most in-
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structors had left, leaving Joe to close up. Since he was the
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youngest of the gym's staff, Joe usually got this detail when
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things were slow. Travis went directly to the locker room to
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change, avoiding looking at Joe. Travis knew Joe would be a
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little pissed at somebody coming in this late, but hoped he
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wouldn't say anything about it. Joe didn't. Travis got into his
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sweat pants quickly, not bothering with a shirt or a jock, and
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got right down to his workout routine. Recently Travis had been
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concentrating on reps for definition, so each routine took a
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little while. Travis was concentrating on his third set of
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situps on the incline board when he noticed Joe was standing by
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his shoulder watching him closely.
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"You've got a nice set of ab's there," Joe said.
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Travis said "Thanks," and kept on with his situps.
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Although Joe was a bit shorter than Travis, about 5'10",
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Joe had a great looking tight, muscular body; he had won several
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local bodybuilding contests. He had light brown curly hair, blue
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eyes, a fair skin and usually wore a smile even when there wasn't
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anything to smile about. Although Joe had a hard, muscular body,
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he moved with a dancer's fluidity. Travis knew many of the guys
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in the gym had tried to get friendly with Joe in the past, but he
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always seemed a little distant when it came to getting personal.
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Joe was usually driven to work at the gym by a nice looking dark
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haired girl about his age, so most assumed he was straight.
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"Here, let me help you keep your knees down," Joe said as
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he straddled the board and sat across Travis' knees, "It works
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your ab's better this way."
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Joe's ass felt firm and tight on Travis' legs as he sat on
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them. Travis couldn't help noticing that Joe had no jock on
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either, and Travis could see the outline of Joe's big cock under
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his sweat pants as he spread his legs to straddle the board. Joe
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put his hand on Travis' ab's as he continued to do situps, "to
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tighten the muscles." As Joe removed his hand it just slid over
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the tip of Travis' cock. Travis resisted thinking about the
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sensation, for fear of embarrassing himself.
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It was not until after Travis had finished his situps that
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he noticed it was well after nine, and all the other guys had
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left the gym. Joe and Travis were alone. Travis quickly fin-
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ished a few perfunctory bench presses, then went to the locker
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room for a shower. Joe started to turn out the lights, locked
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the main door and started to go over the books at the main desk.
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The shower room had three showers against the back wall,
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and two at the side. Travis chose the middle shower, facing the
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door. As he started to soap up, Joe came into the locker room
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and started to strip. Joe's ab's tensed as he stripped off his
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shirt. Travis noticed that Joe did not have an ounce of fat on
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him. He showed a pretty impressive pair of lats as he leaned
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over to take off his shoes. He had a broad, smooth chest and a
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great pair of well defined, squarish pecs, set off by a pair of
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tight erect nipples. Just the kind of chest Travis had been
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trying to make for himself. When the sweat pants came off,
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Travis got a good view of a tight, muscular pair of buns, and an
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impressive uncut cock that must have been at least 8" even limp.
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Travis wondered what it looked like when it was hard.
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Joe stepped into the shower room, selected the shower next
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to Travis and started to soap his chest and arms. His great pair
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of pecs tensed and relaxed as he soaped his body.
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Then he turned to Travis and said, "Want me to soap your
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back for you?"
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Travis said, "OK," turned, and continued to soap his chest
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and arms.
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They stepped aside a little, so the full stream of the
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shower just hit their ankles. Joe started to rub soap into the
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back of Travis' neck and shoulders. Joe had a firm, but gentle
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touch, and it felt good as he massaged the soap onto Travis'
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back. He got down to the lower back with the soap and then
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started to rub soap on the cheeks of Travis' ass. He seemed to
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take a little longer on this spot than on the shoulders, but
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Travis didn't mind. As a matter of fact, it felt real good to
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Travis. Joe let his finger slide into the crevice between Tra-
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vis' cheeks and over his ass hole as Joe rubbed the soap in - but
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just for an instant.
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Standing behind Travis, Joe started to rub soap on Travis'
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flank, around to the groin, and before Travis realized it, Joe
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was cupping and massaging Travis' balls in his right hand. As he
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did this, Travis could feel something touching the back of his
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leg that felt for all the world like the head of a stiff cock.
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It felt really good as Joe rubbed Travis' balls, and soon
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Travis started to get a little hard himself. Then Joe took
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Travis' stiffening cock in his hand and started to massage it
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gently. That did it! Travis was hard as a rock in an instant,
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and ready for more. With his right hand Joe continued to massage
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Travis' now throbbing cock while he slid his left hand around
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Travis' side to his balls and started to rub them. As he did
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this Travis could feel Joe's hard cock rubbing between his legs -
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there was no longer any doubt about what it was. Then Joe stepped
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back a little and started to rub his cock up and down between the
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cheeks of Travis' ass, while he played with Travis' tits with his
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free hand. Somehow the head of Joe's cock found its mark and
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started to press against Travis' hot hole - not hard, but firmly.
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Travis was enjoying having his cock rubbed so much, Travis
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he noticed when Joe gave a little shove with his cock and entered
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Travis. Joe started to slide in and out slowly. Although Travis
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couldn't see it, Joe's cock felt like it was at least a ten
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incher. Joe's meat felt great as it slid slowly in and out of
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Travis' ass, and he could feel Joe's tight ab's against his back
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as Joe moved. The soap on their skins made the whole thing feel
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even better as they rubbed against each other.
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Just as Travis was beginning to get used to Joe's hard
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cock sliding in and out, Joe started to move faster and rotate
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his hips a little so his cock hit a different part of Travis'
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rectum each time it went in. As he did, Joe continued to pinch
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Travis' tit with one free hand, and pump Travis' cock with the
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other. In a minute they were both feeling great. As Joe pumped
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Travis' ass, Travis could feel his cock getting bigger with each
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thrust. Travis' cock was beginning to tingle with Joe's hand
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stroking it, and his balls were beginning to get sensitive. Some-
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how, as Joe pumped, they migrated across the shower room, and
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Travis found himself leaning on the wall with both hands while
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Joe fucked his ass and stroked his cock. The fucking quickly
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became pretty intense, and they were both beginning to sweat. Each
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time Joe plowed into Travis' ass it seemed to drive Travis' stiff
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cock into Joe's tightening fist. Travis was in Ecstasy!
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In a minute or two Joe began to moan quietly as he fucked,
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and Travis could tell Joe was getting close to shooting his load.
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Travis was getting close, himself. Travis pushed his ass back
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hard against Joe's cock and could feel Joe's balls as they
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bounced. Joe's cock began to throb inside of Travis. It took no
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more than another minute before Joe shouted "Jeeeeeeeeeeezus !"
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and started to shoot his load into Travis' ass. Travis could
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feel Joe's cock spasming as Joe pumped load after load of hot cum
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into Travis. This made Travis feel so good, that he started to
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cum himself. Travis could not hold back any longer! He shot the
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his first load with such force that he could hear it splat on the
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shower wall. Joe kept pumping Travis' cock with his hand as
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Travis came - five, six, seven, eight times - until there was no
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more cum left in him. Travis' cock felt so good, it almost hurt.
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Joe stopped pumping, but left his cock inside for a few minutes
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until it started to go limp. Neither of them wanted to move.
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Finally Joe stepped back, and his cock popped out. Travis turned
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and could see a little of Joe's cum still dripping out of his
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cock.
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They stepped back into the shower, and washed off without
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another word. Joe finished showering first, and went back into
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the locker room to dry off. Travis followed a few seconds
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later. After he was dry, Joe carefully laid the damp towel out on
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the bench in front of his locker. Travis went over to his own
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locker, took out a towel, and started to dry off. Joe just stood
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there for a minute watching him, with one foot propped on the
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bench. He started to stroke his cock gently, and Travis noticed
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Joe was beginning to get hard again. Not being one to ignore an
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opportunity, Travis started to stiffen a bit himself. Joe turned
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away, opened his locker and took out a tube of KY. Travis moved
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closer to see what Joe had in mind. Joe straddled the bench, and
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sat down on the towel with the tube of KY in his left hand. He
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reached out for Travis' cock with his right hand.
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Then, as Joe lay back on the towel, he handed the tube of
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KY to Travis, lifted his legs, and said, "OK, Buddy, it's your
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turn."
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