Fitness for fun

When Dave saw the advert for circuit training in the local high school hall he wasn’t convinced that it would be up to much. He had visions of a few middle aged, overweight people easing their consciences by going through the motions. Still he was always willing to give the benefit of the doubt and so here he was pulling up in the car park. He was pleasantly surprised when he got out the car to see a very fit looking blonde getting out of her car at the same time, and with a smile he asked if she was going to the circuit training.

She flashed him a smile of her own and told him she was taking the class. Things were looking up thought Dave. Even if the class wasn’t that challenging, she would prove a welcome distraction. As it turned out the class was pretty tough, with a good sprinkling of participants who were clearly in very good shape. Dave considered himself to be fairly fit, but by the end he knew that he’d had a workout. At least he’d enjoyed the distraction of Sophie, as he discovered the trainer was called, singling him out for extra attention as the newcomer.

As people started to drift away from the class Sophie gave Dave another of her smiles and asked if he would mind giving Steve a hand to clear the equipment away. She explained that normally Steve would help her, but she had to rush off. When Dave said it was no problem she called Steve over to introduce him. When he had first seen Steve Dave thought that he looked a complete poser in his tight red mesh vest, although he had to concede to himself that with a body like that he could afford to pose. He was muscular and athletic with the sort of abs Dave dreamed of having.

They made small talk as they started to tidy the gear away into the store cupboards, with Dave steering the subject round to Sophie. Steve was fairly coy on the matter and evaded Dave’s attempts to draw him into any sort of innuendo. Eventually Dave’s persistence drew a reaction “Sophie’s not the only person in the class worth looking at, you know”.
“Maybe, but she does look fantastic in lycra” Dave responded. “Who else do you like to watch while you train?”
“Adam and Zoe both look good”
“Adam and Zoe?”
“Sure. Don’t you think they both look in great shape?”
“Well I guess so, but he’s a bloke!”
“Doesn’t matter to me”

Dave now felt very uncomfortable. It appeared that Steve was admitting to fancying men as well as women. As he took this information in he wondered what Steve thought of him. As if reading his mind Steve grinned, “You’re not in bad shape yourself”.
While he had to admit to himself that he had admired Steve’s physique, Dave hadn’t thought of him in any sort of sexual way. Yet now he found himself wondering what it would feel like to run his hands over that six pack. Curiosity and confusion mixed with a vague sense of excitement and naughtiness. Steve sensed Dave’s uncertainty and decided to up the ante.

“You look pretty fit yourself” he said, staring openly at Dave.
“Not as good as you though. And the baggy t-shirt can hide a multitude of sins.” As the words came out he couldn’t believe that he appeared to be flirting with Steve. Steve picked up on it straight away and pressed on.
“You could always take it off” he said, in reference to Dave’s top.
“Are you serious?”
“Sure am”

So, feeling very unsure of himself Dave grabbed the bottom of his t-shirt and pulled it off over his head. Steve let out a low whistle of approval, as Dave’s torso came into view. “Very nice. Doesn’t look like you were hiding anything bad under there. Do your legs look that good under your baggy shorts?”
“Oh, err, not for me to say really” stammered Dave, feeling slightly exposed and uncertain of himself.
“Why don’t you take them off and let me be the judge then?”
“God no, I can’t do that. I haven’t got anything on under them.”
“No problem. There’s nobody else here. And you must have been naked in front of other men in the changing rooms plenty times before.”

Dave tried to protest, but every argument he put forward was rebuffed by Steve with what appeared to be irrefutable logic. After what felt like an age, but was in reality only a couple of minutes, Dave found himself slowly lowering his shorts while Steve looked on. Dave was horrified to feel his cock start to harden as soon as it was released from the confines of his shorts. Nonetheless he continued to lower them, and shortly he was standing naked in front of Steve. Even had he tried to deny how much this was turning him on, his hard on would have given him up as a liar.

His state of sexual excitement was matched by his state of nervousness and trepidation as Steve took a couple of steps towards him, and reached out to put a hand on each of his hips. Steve was slightly taller than Dave, so when he pulled him closer his cock slid between Steve’s thighs. At the same time Steve slid his hands round to Dave’s buttocks to hold him in position with their bodies pressed close together. Dave was completely out of his depth now and was almost operating on auto pilot as Steve took complete control of him.

Not sure what to do with his own hands he took hold of Steve’s shoulders, feeling the bulging muscles as he gripped them. He could feel Steve’s breath on his cheek now and wondered in a moment of panic what he would do if Steve tried to kiss him. He felt by and large relieved when this didn’t happen, but instead Steve whispered into his ear, suggesting that they move over to the mattresses next to the gymnastics equipment. Almost reluctantly Dave pulled away from Steve and went and laid on one of the mattresses.

Before joining him on the mattress Steve removed his tracksuit bottoms. He was wearing a pair of tight clingy white briefs, and Dave could clearly see the outline of his semi hard cock through the material. Dave was laid on his side, his head propped on one hand as he watched Steve kneel in front of him and start to slowly pull his vest up over his taut muscular body. Without really realising what he was doing Dave reached out and slid his fingers down inside the waistband of his briefs. He pulled down on the waistband until the base of Steve’s cock came into view. Steve had removed his vest by now, and was starting to ease his underwear down over his hips, until between them they had lowered the skimpy white garment to half way down his thighs.

Dave gasped as Steve’s cock was exposed to his sight for the first time. As with the rest of his body, he was slightly larger than Dave. He was also rock hard, pointing upwards at a forty five degree angle. Tentatively Dave reached out his hand until his fingers were touching the underside of his cock, and began to slowly trace up and down the length with his finger tips. Steve groaned and shut his eyes. Emboldened by this reaction Dave wrapped his fingers round the hard shaft, and began to slowly wank him.

Steve edged a touch closer so he could reach out and return the favour. Dave felt his fingers grasp him tightly and then start to move up and down the full length of his cock. Whether it was just the physical sensation or whether it was the sense of excitement arising from doing something he still didn’t feel entirely comfortable with, Dave could feel that it wasn’t going to be long before he came.

Steve seemed to sense this and shifted position again so that he too was laid down. Dave felt another surge of panic as Steve took his cock into his mouth. It wasn’t so much the receiving of the blow job that worried him as the sight of Steve’s cock inches from his face. He could see the helmet glistening with pre-cum as he battled with the conflict between what he considered to be right and wrong. Almost inevitably his curiosity got the better of him and he guided Steve’s cock towards his mouth.

Very tentatively he kissed the very end, using his tongue to taste the pre-cum and move it around the helmet, but as his confidence grew he started to take more into his mouth. Bobbing his head backwards and forwards he allowed Steve to slide in and out of his mouth, teasing the underside of his shaft with his tongue as he sucked him in. As Steve’s movements became more and more urgent Dave grabbed his cock and started to wank him, hard and fast, allowing the tip to brush against his darting tongue. Once more he faced a difficult choice. Should he let Steve come in his mouth? As he was still having his internal debate the choice was made for him as Steve tensed and shouted out as the spurt of thick white cum shot into Dave’s face.

Dave kept wanking him and three or four more spurts followed ,leaving his face covered. The sensation was too much for him and he felt his own orgasm rush upon him. Steve simply kept on sucking as Dave emptied his balls into his mouth. Finally with a gasp he had to pull away as the sensations became just too much for him. Suddenly extremely self conscious about his position, Dave realised that he was lying naked next to a man he had never met before. And more than that, he had given his first blow job, and received his first from another man.

“Did you enjoy that?” The sound of Sophie’s voice nearly made Dave jump out of his skin. She laughed at his discomfort. “Hope you don’t mind, but I was watching on the CCTV. You wouldn’t believe how hot you both looked. I’m soaking wet now.”

Dave looked across at Steve who just grinned at him, clearly having been in the know from the start. “Don’t be mad with us” pouted Sophie. “I tell you what. Why don’t Steve and I take you for a drink to make up for using you like this?” And so after a quick shower with Steve, which threatened to get out of hand for a short while, the three of them set off to their local bar, the rest of the evening still in front of them.