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Everyone depicted in this story is 18+…

I started going to the gym again about a year ago. I used to do workouts at home and mainly go for runs, but when I decided I wanted to gain some more muscle, I got a gym membership again.
There is nothing special about the gym, in fact, I was going to try and find a new one because it didn't have many machines, but it did have something I liked… or should I say, someone…

There was this personal trainer, whom we will call Marcus, who worked at the gym, and he was so fucking hot. He was a sexy black man about 6ft tall, abs for days, and huge biceps and pecs. You could tell he spent all of his time in a gym.

I would do warm-ups and cool-downs on the treadmill, usually a 15-20-minute jog or incline walk. The treadmill directly faced the weights, so I would have a perfect view of Marcus working with his clients. As I would use the treadmill, I'd make eye contact and give flirty looks, but really didn't think much of it, just a gym crush.

After a couple of months of the flirty looks, Marcus would randomly come up to me while I was lifting and make little comments like, "looking good," or "nice form." I definitely started getting the vibe that he was checking me out, but again, I didn't think too much about it because he was just my gym crush, and I liked the motivation it gave me.

Well, one evening, I got to the gym a bit later than usual because I had to drop off some stuff at a friend's and lost track of time. It was already dark by the time I got there, and there wasn't the usual buzz of the post-work, workout crowd. Only a couple of people were in the gym, one was using the dumbbells, the other the elliptical, and Marcus was doing squats. He had clearly finished with his clients and was getting a workout in himself.

I dropped my stuff off in the locker room and changed out of my slacks into my small, running shorts and a t-shirt. When I got back out to the gym, the girl using the elliptical had called it a night, leaving only three of us.

I started with my normal stretching and 15-minute warm-up on the treadmill. Then I moved over to the dumbbells to start chest and shoulders. When I finished my second set, the other guy with the dumbbells wrapped it up and left, leaving just Marcus and me. I could tell by this point that Marcus was very obviously checking me out, and it was making me horny and all too aware of my body. The beads of sweat running down my hairline and off my jaw, the calluses on my hands burning with each rep, the heaviness of my sweaty balls with each shuffle of my legs, and the friction of my cotton t-shirt rubbing against my hard nipples.

I finished my final set, got a drink of water, and headed to the treadmill for a quick cool-down. When I started walking on the treadmill, I noticed that Marcus was putting away/reorganizing the dumbbells. I thought to myself, "Why not make a move?" so I yelled out, "I hope I didn't make too much of a mess for you to clean up." He replied, “Nah, it was definitely the other guy,” then he smirked and said,” I wouldn’t mind cleaning up your mess.”

I smiled back and said, “I keep myself clean so I can avoid a mess.” He finished putting away the dumbbells, walked over, stood in front of my treadmill, and said, “Well, if you ever need assistance, I’d be more than happy to help.” I leaned over the treadmill and told him, “I could probably use some help in the showers, after this.” Marcus locked eyes with me and just said, “bet,” and walked away.

I finished my cool down and went to the locker room. Normally, I’d go home and shower, but I keep a travel set of shower supplies in my gym bag in case I have plans and need to rinse off quickly. I didn’t see or hear Marcus but had a feeling he’d definitely be joining me, so I stripped naked and headed over to the showers.

There was 4 showers in the locker room, each separated by tile walls and a shower curtain. I stepped into the first one and turned on the water. I didn’t bother closing the curtain and stood under the water letting it rinse down my head, over my smooth chest, down my abs, cock, and legs.

Soon, I heard the locker room door swing open, then close, and heard the jingle of keys and the switching of a lock. My heart started to race, but I took some deep breaths and pushed my head under the water to rinse the conditioner out of my hair. As I wiped the water from my eyes, I heard Marcus say from right outside the shower, “Mind if I join?”

I opened my eyes, and Marcus was butt ass naked watching the soapy water run down my toned body. I immediately got hard when I saw his chiseled body on full display with the longest, thickest cock I’ve ever seen. It was easily 8, if not 9-10, inches long with a girth that matched and a nice trimmed bush of dark pubes.

I smiled and nodded my head. He immediately stepped into my space and started groping my body, grabbing my hips and running his hands up my wet body to play with my sensitive nipples. I threw my head back against the wall and moaned as he replaced his teasing fingers with his soft, warm mouth.

I pushed him off and up against the opposite wall. Then I put my hands on his firm chest and started to make out with him. He took the opportunity to grab my ass and pull me in so our bodies were fully touching.

I started to pull away from his lips, kissing his neck, then his chest, stopping to suck his hard nipples, working my way down his 8-pack of abs, until I was on my knees, face to face with his huge cock. I grabbed his heavy length and started to pump the shaft with my hands, making Marcus groan with pleasure. Then I took the head of his thick cock into my mouth and started sucking. I took more of him into my mouth until he was deep in the back of my throat.

Soon, he pulled his dick out of my mouth and told me to “get up and turn around.” I immediately followed his orders, getting up, putting my hands and cheek against the tile wall, and pushing my ass out for him. This earned me a “good boy,” which sent shivers down my spine.

Now it was Marcus’ turn to get on his knees. Once level with my ass, he shoved his face in between my cheeks and started eating my ass like he was starving. I was moaning and drooling while I pushed my ass harder into his face. He took his tongue and penetrated my asshole over and over until I was hard as a rock and dripping precum.

Marcus got up, asked, “You ready to take daddy’s big dick in this tight little hole,” and shoved two fingers in my ass to make his point. All I could do was shove my ass into his body and moan my approval. Marcus removed his fingers after a couple of hard thrusts, then he took his BBC and slapped it against my ass, and had me bend completely over. I felt him take his cock and grind it up and down my crack, getting ready to rip me apart.

The tip punctured my hole, and I immediately gasped. Marcus worked my ass slowly, telling me how I was “a good boy” and to “relax so I can fuck you deep, baby.” Soon, he was so far inside me his balls were brushing against my taint, and I could feel his cock in my stomach.

He started fucking me smoothly and slowly, working his hips like a fucking male stripper dry humping the ground. Once I was fully relaxed, he started to pump his cock harder and faster so I could hear and feel the slap of his balls against my skin. I kept groaning with pleasure and a hint of pain as he impaled me with his aching dick, thrusting deeper and harder. Then he pulled out almost all the way and just fucked my hole with his sensitive cock head. I could feel his tip rub against my prostate, which caused my eyes to roll to the back of my head, my legs to start shaking, and soon I was cumming hands-free while groaning, “fuck me,” over and over.

Once I was done shooting my load all over the shower wall, Marcus grabbed my hips and started ruthlessly plowing into my asshole. He took one leg and put it on the shower bench so he could penetrate deeper into my wrecked hole. He fucked me long and hard until I thought I would collapse. Then Marcus said, “You ready for daddy’s nut baby?” Before I could answer, he pulled out of me, turned me around, shoved me to my knees, and started jerking his dick off in my face. The smooth skin of his thick, brown cock pumped up and down his shaft until he was spraying his hot seed all over my face.

Once he was finished, I took his cock and put it in my mouth. Then I sucked him clean until he went soft in my mouth. We both cleaned ourselves off, and he gave me his number so I could hit him up for some future fun… definitely safe to say, I did not end up switching gyms.

More to cum👅…

Everyone depicted in this story is 18+…

I started going to the gym again about a year ago. I used to do workouts at home and mainly go for runs, but when I decided I wanted to gain some more muscle, I got a gym membership again.
There is nothing special about the gym, in fact, I was going to try and find a new one because it didn't have many machines, but it did have something I liked… or should I say, someone…

There was this personal trainer, whom we will call Marcus, who worked at the gym, and he was so fucking hot. He was a sexy black man about 6ft tall, abs for days, and huge biceps and pecs. You could tell he spent all of his time in a gym.

I would do warm-ups and cool-downs on the treadmill, usually a 15-20-minute jog or incline walk. The treadmill directly faced the weights, so I would have a perfect view of Marcus working with his clients. As I would use the treadmill, I'd make eye contact and give flirty looks, but really didn't think much of it, just a gym crush.

After a couple of months of the flirty looks, Marcus would randomly come up to me while I was lifting and make little comments like, "looking good," or "nice form." I definitely started getting the vibe that he was checking me out, but again, I didn't think too much about it because he was just my gym crush, and I liked the motivation it gave me.

Well, one evening, I got to the gym a bit later than usual because I had to drop off some stuff at a friend's and lost track of time. It was already dark by the time I got there, and there wasn't the usual buzz of the post-work, workout crowd. Only a couple of people were in the gym, one was using the dumbbells, the other the elliptical, and Marcus was doing squats. He had clearly finished with his clients and was getting a workout in himself.

I dropped my stuff off in the locker room and changed out of my slacks into my small, running shorts and a t-shirt. When I got back out to the gym, the girl using the elliptical had called it a night, leaving only three of us.

I started with my normal stretching and 15-minute warm-up on the treadmill. Then I moved over to the dumbbells to start chest and shoulders. When I finished my second set, the other guy with the dumbbells wrapped it up and left, leaving just Marcus and me. I could tell by this point that Marcus was very obviously checking me out, and it was making me horny and all too aware of my body. The beads of sweat running down my hairline and off my jaw, the calluses on my hands burning with each rep, the heaviness of my sweaty balls with each shuffle of my legs, and the friction of my cotton t-shirt rubbing against my hard nipples.

I finished my final set, got a drink of water, and headed to the treadmill for a quick cool-down. When I started walking on the treadmill, I noticed that Marcus was putting away/reorganizing the dumbbells. I thought to myself, "Why not make a move?" so I yelled out, "I hope I didn't make too much of a mess for you to clean up." He replied, “Nah, it was definitely the other guy,” then he smirked and said,” I wouldn’t mind cleaning up your mess.”

I smiled back and said, “I keep myself clean so I can avoid a mess.” He finished putting away the dumbbells, walked over, stood in front of my treadmill, and said, “Well, if you ever need assistance, I’d be more than happy to help.” I leaned over the treadmill and told him, “I could probably use some help in the showers, after this.” Marcus locked eyes with me and just said, “bet,” and walked away.

I finished my cool down and went to the locker room. Normally, I’d go home and shower, but I keep a travel set of shower supplies in my gym bag in case I have plans and need to rinse off quickly. I didn’t see or hear Marcus but had a feeling he’d definitely be joining me, so I stripped naked and headed over to the showers.

There was 4 showers in the locker room, each separated by tile walls and a shower curtain. I stepped into the first one and turned on the water. I didn’t bother closing the curtain and stood under the water letting it rinse down my head, over my smooth chest, down my abs, cock, and legs.

Soon, I heard the locker room door swing open, then close, and heard the jingle of keys and the switching of a lock. My heart started to race, but I took some deep breaths and pushed my head under the water to rinse the conditioner out of my hair. As I wiped the water from my eyes, I heard Marcus say from right outside the shower, “Mind if I join?”

I opened my eyes, and Marcus was butt ass naked watching the soapy water run down my toned body. I immediately got hard when I saw his chiseled body on full display with the longest, thickest cock I’ve ever seen. It was easily 8, if not 9-10, inches long with a girth that matched and a nice trimmed bush of dark pubes.

I smiled and nodded my head. He immediately stepped into my space and started groping my body, grabbing my hips and running his hands up my wet body to play with my sensitive nipples. I threw my head back against the wall and moaned as he replaced his teasing fingers with his soft, warm mouth.

I pushed him off and up against the opposite wall. Then I put my hands on his firm chest and started to make out with him. He took the opportunity to grab my ass and pull me in so our bodies were fully touching.

I started to pull away from his lips, kissing his neck, then his chest, stopping to suck his hard nipples, working my way down his 8-pack of abs, until I was on my knees, face to face with his huge cock. I grabbed his heavy length and started to pump the shaft with my hands, making Marcus groan with pleasure. Then I took the head of his thick cock into my mouth and started sucking. I took more of him into my mouth until he was deep in the back of my throat.

Soon, he pulled his dick out of my mouth and told me to “get up and turn around.” I immediately followed his orders, getting up, putting my hands and cheek against the tile wall, and pushing my ass out for him. This earned me a “good boy,” which sent shivers down my spine.

Now it was Marcus’ turn to get on his knees. Once level with my ass, he shoved his face in between my cheeks and started eating my ass like he was starving. I was moaning and drooling while I pushed my ass harder into his face. He took his tongue and penetrated my asshole over and over until I was hard as a rock and dripping precum.

Marcus got up, asked, “You ready to take daddy’s big dick in this tight little hole,” and shoved two fingers in my ass to make his point. All I could do was shove my ass into his body and moan my approval. Marcus removed his fingers after a couple of hard thrusts, then he took his BBC and slapped it against my ass, and had me bend completely over. I felt him take his cock and grind it up and down my crack, getting ready to rip me apart.

The tip punctured my hole, and I immediately gasped. Marcus worked my ass slowly, telling me how I was “a good boy” and to “relax so I can fuck you deep, baby.” Soon, he was so far inside me his balls were brushing against my taint, and I could feel his cock in my stomach.

He started fucking me smoothly and slowly, working his hips like a fucking male stripper dry humping the ground. Once I was fully relaxed, he started to pump his cock harder and faster so I could hear and feel the slap of his balls against my skin. I kept groaning with pleasure and a hint of pain as he impaled me with his aching dick, thrusting deeper and harder. Then he pulled out almost all the way and just fucked my hole with his sensitive cock head. I could feel his tip rub against my prostate, which caused my eyes to roll to the back of my head, my legs to start shaking, and soon I was cumming hands-free while groaning, “fuck me,” over and over.

Once I was done shooting my load all over the shower wall, Marcus grabbed my hips and started ruthlessly plowing into my asshole. He took one leg and put it on the shower bench so he could penetrate deeper into my wrecked hole. He fucked me long and hard until I thought I would collapse. Then Marcus said, “You ready for daddy’s nut baby?” Before I could answer, he pulled out of me, turned me around, shoved me to my knees, and started jerking his dick off in my face. The smooth skin of his thick, brown cock pumped up and down his shaft until he was spraying his hot seed all over my face.

Once he was finished, I took his cock and put it in my mouth. Then I sucked him clean until he went soft in my mouth. We both cleaned ourselves off, and he gave me his number so I could hit him up for some future fun… definitely safe to say, I did not end up switching gyms.

More to cum👅…

Everyone depicted in this story is 18+…

I started going to the gym again about a year ago. I used to do workouts at home and mainly go for runs, but when I decided I wanted to gain some more muscle, I got a gym membership again.
There is nothing special about the gym, in fact, I was going to try and find a new one because it didn't have many machines, but it did have something I liked… or should I say, someone…

There was this personal trainer, whom we will call Marcus, who worked at the gym, and he was so fucking hot. He was a sexy black man about 6ft tall, abs for days, and huge biceps and pecs. You could tell he spent all of his time in a gym.

I would do warm-ups and cool-downs on the treadmill, usually a 15-20-minute jog or incline walk. The treadmill directly faced the weights, so I would have a perfect view of Marcus working with his clients. As I would use the treadmill, I'd make eye contact and give flirty looks, but really didn't think much of it, just a gym crush.

After a couple of months of the flirty looks, Marcus would randomly come up to me while I was lifting and make little comments like, "looking good," or "nice form." I definitely started getting the vibe that he was checking me out, but again, I didn't think too much about it because he was just my gym crush, and I liked the motivation it gave me.

Well, one evening, I got to the gym a bit later than usual because I had to drop off some stuff at a friend's and lost track of time. It was already dark by the time I got there, and there wasn't the usual buzz of the post-work, workout crowd. Only a couple of people were in the gym, one was using the dumbbells, the other the elliptical, and Marcus was doing squats. He had clearly finished with his clients and was getting a workout in himself.

I dropped my stuff off in the locker room and changed out of my slacks into my small, running shorts and a t-shirt. When I got back out to the gym, the girl using the elliptical had called it a night, leaving only three of us.

I started with my normal stretching and 15-minute warm-up on the treadmill. Then I moved over to the dumbbells to start chest and shoulders. When I finished my second set, the other guy with the dumbbells wrapped it up and left, leaving just Marcus and me. I could tell by this point that Marcus was very obviously checking me out, and it was making me horny and all too aware of my body. The beads of sweat running down my hairline and off my jaw, the calluses on my hands burning with each rep, the heaviness of my sweaty balls with each shuffle of my legs, and the friction of my cotton t-shirt rubbing against my hard nipples.

I finished my final set, got a drink of water, and headed to the treadmill for a quick cool-down. When I started walking on the treadmill, I noticed that Marcus was putting away/reorganizing the dumbbells. I thought to myself, "Why not make a move?" so I yelled out, "I hope I didn't make too much of a mess for you to clean up." He replied, “Nah, it was definitely the other guy,” then he smirked and said,” I wouldn’t mind cleaning up your mess.”

I smiled back and said, “I keep myself clean so I can avoid a mess.” He finished putting away the dumbbells, walked over, stood in front of my treadmill, and said, “Well, if you ever need assistance, I’d be more than happy to help.” I leaned over the treadmill and told him, “I could probably use some help in the showers, after this.” Marcus locked eyes with me and just said, “bet,” and walked away.

I finished my cool down and went to the locker room. Normally, I’d go home and shower, but I keep a travel set of shower supplies in my gym bag in case I have plans and need to rinse off quickly. I didn’t see or hear Marcus but had a feeling he’d definitely be joining me, so I stripped naked and headed over to the showers.

There was 4 showers in the locker room, each separated by tile walls and a shower curtain. I stepped into the first one and turned on the water. I didn’t bother closing the curtain and stood under the water letting it rinse down my head, over my smooth chest, down my abs, cock, and legs.

Soon, I heard the locker room door swing open, then close, and heard the jingle of keys and the switching of a lock. My heart started to race, but I took some deep breaths and pushed my head under the water to rinse the conditioner out of my hair. As I wiped the water from my eyes, I heard Marcus say from right outside the shower, “Mind if I join?”

I opened my eyes, and Marcus was butt ass naked watching the soapy water run down my toned body. I immediately got hard when I saw his chiseled body on full display with the longest, thickest cock I’ve ever seen. It was easily 8, if not 9-10, inches long with a girth that matched and a nice trimmed bush of dark pubes.

I smiled and nodded my head. He immediately stepped into my space and started groping my body, grabbing my hips and running his hands up my wet body to play with my sensitive nipples. I threw my head back against the wall and moaned as he replaced his teasing fingers with his soft, warm mouth.

I pushed him off and up against the opposite wall. Then I put my hands on his firm chest and started to make out with him. He took the opportunity to grab my ass and pull me in so our bodies were fully touching.

I started to pull away from his lips, kissing his neck, then his chest, stopping to suck his hard nipples, working my way down his 8-pack of abs, until I was on my knees, face to face with his huge cock. I grabbed his heavy length and started to pump the shaft with my hands, making Marcus groan with pleasure. Then I took the head of his thick cock into my mouth and started sucking. I took more of him into my mouth until he was deep in the back of my throat.

Soon, he pulled his dick out of my mouth and told me to “get up and turn around.” I immediately followed his orders, getting up, putting my hands and cheek against the tile wall, and pushing my ass out for him. This earned me a “good boy,” which sent shivers down my spine.

Now it was Marcus’ turn to get on his knees. Once level with my ass, he shoved his face in between my cheeks and started eating my ass like he was starving. I was moaning and drooling while I pushed my ass harder into his face. He took his tongue and penetrated my asshole over and over until I was hard as a rock and dripping precum.

Marcus got up, asked, “You ready to take daddy’s big dick in this tight little hole,” and shoved two fingers in my ass to make his point. All I could do was shove my ass into his body and moan my approval. Marcus removed his fingers after a couple of hard thrusts, then he took his BBC and slapped it against my ass, and had me bend completely over. I felt him take his cock and grind it up and down my crack, getting ready to rip me apart.

The tip punctured my hole, and I immediately gasped. Marcus worked my ass slowly, telling me how I was “a good boy” and to “relax so I can fuck you deep, baby.” Soon, he was so far inside me his balls were brushing against my taint, and I could feel his cock in my stomach.

He started fucking me smoothly and slowly, working his hips like a fucking male stripper dry humping the ground. Once I was fully relaxed, he started to pump his cock harder and faster so I could hear and feel the slap of his balls against my skin. I kept groaning with pleasure and a hint of pain as he impaled me with his aching dick, thrusting deeper and harder. Then he pulled out almost all the way and just fucked my hole with his sensitive cock head. I could feel his tip rub against my prostate, which caused my eyes to roll to the back of my head, my legs to start shaking, and soon I was cumming hands-free while groaning, “fuck me,” over and over.

Once I was done shooting my load all over the shower wall, Marcus grabbed my hips and started ruthlessly plowing into my asshole. He took one leg and put it on the shower bench so he could penetrate deeper into my wrecked hole. He fucked me long and hard until I thought I would collapse. Then Marcus said, “You ready for daddy’s nut baby?” Before I could answer, he pulled out of me, turned me around, shoved me to my knees, and started jerking his dick off in my face. The smooth skin of his thick, brown cock pumped up and down his shaft until he was spraying his hot seed all over my face.

Once he was finished, I took his cock and put it in my mouth. Then I sucked him clean until he went soft in my mouth. We both cleaned ourselves off, and he gave me his number so I could hit him up for some future fun… definitely safe to say, I did not end up switching gyms.

More to cum👅…

Everyone depicted in this story is 18+…

I started going to the gym again about a year ago. I used to do workouts at home and mainly go for runs, but when I decided I wanted to gain some more muscle, I got a gym membership again.
There is nothing special about the gym, in fact, I was going to try and find a new one because it didn't have many machines, but it did have something I liked… or should I say, someone…

There was this personal trainer, whom we will call Marcus, who worked at the gym, and he was so fucking hot. He was a sexy black man about 6ft tall, abs for days, and huge biceps and pecs. You could tell he spent all of his time in a gym.

I would do warm-ups and cool-downs on the treadmill, usually a 15-20-minute jog or incline walk. The treadmill directly faced the weights, so I would have a perfect view of Marcus working with his clients. As I would use the treadmill, I'd make eye contact and give flirty looks, but really didn't think much of it, just a gym crush.

After a couple of months of the flirty looks, Marcus would randomly come up to me while I was lifting and make little comments like, "looking good," or "nice form." I definitely started getting the vibe that he was checking me out, but again, I didn't think too much about it because he was just my gym crush, and I liked the motivation it gave me.

Well, one evening, I got to the gym a bit later than usual because I had to drop off some stuff at a friend's and lost track of time. It was already dark by the time I got there, and there wasn't the usual buzz of the post-work, workout crowd. Only a couple of people were in the gym, one was using the dumbbells, the other the elliptical, and Marcus was doing squats. He had clearly finished with his clients and was getting a workout in himself.

I dropped my stuff off in the locker room and changed out of my slacks into my small, running shorts and a t-shirt. When I got back out to the gym, the girl using the elliptical had called it a night, leaving only three of us.

I started with my normal stretching and 15-minute warm-up on the treadmill. Then I moved over to the dumbbells to start chest and shoulders. When I finished my second set, the other guy with the dumbbells wrapped it up and left, leaving just Marcus and me. I could tell by this point that Marcus was very obviously checking me out, and it was making me horny and all too aware of my body. The beads of sweat running down my hairline and off my jaw, the calluses on my hands burning with each rep, the heaviness of my sweaty balls with each shuffle of my legs, and the friction of my cotton t-shirt rubbing against my hard nipples.

I finished my final set, got a drink of water, and headed to the treadmill for a quick cool-down. When I started walking on the treadmill, I noticed that Marcus was putting away/reorganizing the dumbbells. I thought to myself, "Why not make a move?" so I yelled out, "I hope I didn't make too much of a mess for you to clean up." He replied, “Nah, it was definitely the other guy,” then he smirked and said,” I wouldn’t mind cleaning up your mess.”

I smiled back and said, “I keep myself clean so I can avoid a mess.” He finished putting away the dumbbells, walked over, stood in front of my treadmill, and said, “Well, if you ever need assistance, I’d be more than happy to help.” I leaned over the treadmill and told him, “I could probably use some help in the showers, after this.” Marcus locked eyes with me and just said, “bet,” and walked away.

I finished my cool down and went to the locker room. Normally, I’d go home and shower, but I keep a travel set of shower supplies in my gym bag in case I have plans and need to rinse off quickly. I didn’t see or hear Marcus but had a feeling he’d definitely be joining me, so I stripped naked and headed over to the showers.

There was 4 showers in the locker room, each separated by tile walls and a shower curtain. I stepped into the first one and turned on the water. I didn’t bother closing the curtain and stood under the water letting it rinse down my head, over my smooth chest, down my abs, cock, and legs.

Soon, I heard the locker room door swing open, then close, and heard the jingle of keys and the switching of a lock. My heart started to race, but I took some deep breaths and pushed my head under the water to rinse the conditioner out of my hair. As I wiped the water from my eyes, I heard Marcus say from right outside the shower, “Mind if I join?”

I opened my eyes, and Marcus was butt ass naked watching the soapy water run down my toned body. I immediately got hard when I saw his chiseled body on full display with the longest, thickest cock I’ve ever seen. It was easily 8, if not 9-10, inches long with a girth that matched and a nice trimmed bush of dark pubes.

I smiled and nodded my head. He immediately stepped into my space and started groping my body, grabbing my hips and running his hands up my wet body to play with my sensitive nipples. I threw my head back against the wall and moaned as he replaced his teasing fingers with his soft, warm mouth.

I pushed him off and up against the opposite wall. Then I put my hands on his firm chest and started to make out with him. He took the opportunity to grab my ass and pull me in so our bodies were fully touching.

I started to pull away from his lips, kissing his neck, then his chest, stopping to suck his hard nipples, working my way down his 8-pack of abs, until I was on my knees, face to face with his huge cock. I grabbed his heavy length and started to pump the shaft with my hands, making Marcus groan with pleasure. Then I took the head of his thick cock into my mouth and started sucking. I took more of him into my mouth until he was deep in the back of my throat.

Soon, he pulled his dick out of my mouth and told me to “get up and turn around.” I immediately followed his orders, getting up, putting my hands and cheek against the tile wall, and pushing my ass out for him. This earned me a “good boy,” which sent shivers down my spine.

Now it was Marcus’ turn to get on his knees. Once level with my ass, he shoved his face in between my cheeks and started eating my ass like he was starving. I was moaning and drooling while I pushed my ass harder into his face. He took his tongue and penetrated my asshole over and over until I was hard as a rock and dripping precum.

Marcus got up, asked, “You ready to take daddy’s big dick in this tight little hole,” and shoved two fingers in my ass to make his point. All I could do was shove my ass into his body and moan my approval. Marcus removed his fingers after a couple of hard thrusts, then he took his BBC and slapped it against my ass, and had me bend completely over. I felt him take his cock and grind it up and down my crack, getting ready to rip me apart.

The tip punctured my hole, and I immediately gasped. Marcus worked my ass slowly, telling me how I was “a good boy” and to “relax so I can fuck you deep, baby.” Soon, he was so far inside me his balls were brushing against my taint, and I could feel his cock in my stomach.

He started fucking me smoothly and slowly, working his hips like a fucking male stripper dry humping the ground. Once I was fully relaxed, he started to pump his cock harder and faster so I could hear and feel the slap of his balls against my skin. I kept groaning with pleasure and a hint of pain as he impaled me with his aching dick, thrusting deeper and harder. Then he pulled out almost all the way and just fucked my hole with his sensitive cock head. I could feel his tip rub against my prostate, which caused my eyes to roll to the back of my head, my legs to start shaking, and soon I was cumming hands-free while groaning, “fuck me,” over and over.

Once I was done shooting my load all over the shower wall, Marcus grabbed my hips and started ruthlessly plowing into my asshole. He took one leg and put it on the shower bench so he could penetrate deeper into my wrecked hole. He fucked me long and hard until I thought I would collapse. Then Marcus said, “You ready for daddy’s nut baby?” Before I could answer, he pulled out of me, turned me around, shoved me to my knees, and started jerking his dick off in my face. The smooth skin of his thick, brown cock pumped up and down his shaft until he was spraying his hot seed all over my face.

Once he was finished, I took his cock and put it in my mouth. Then I sucked him clean until he went soft in my mouth. We both cleaned ourselves off, and he gave me his number so I could hit him up for some future fun… definitely safe to say, I did not end up switching gyms.

More to cum👅…