Well, I have been working out at the health club for several months now, and I am beginning to see some really nice results. Comparing my body as it is now to when I started, I think I have come a long way, but that was the purpose of joining in the first place. The sex on the side is just a nice side benefit, which I don't mind at all. I am quite pleased with what I see in the full length mirrors that surround the workout area, my body is lean and buff.
Readers may remember that in an earlier exerpt, I mentioned that I keep my body shaved except for a one inch ring surrounding the root of my cock. Maybe you wonder why. I'll tell you right here and now.
When you workout and get a nice buff bod, you want to show it off, or at least I do. But the muscles are not as defined when you are covered with body hair. When there is no hair on the body, the muscle definition shows up so much better, especially during the summer months when you can be out in the sun tanning. Nothing like warm sun tan oil or lotion to make those muscles just really groove. I am especially proud of the way my legs have developed. I don't think they are overly done, but they do have nice muscle tone and what I think is a classic Greek look to them. But, that's just my opinion, but I haven't had any complaints either. Also, I say I keep my body and balls and cock shaved, but no way do I use a razor. There are creams on the market for that and I use them. Most of them have aloe in them, which really conditions the skin nicely. I usually cover my body with the cream, wait about ten minutes and then step into a nice steamy shower. Once I get the water temperature adjusted, I step into the water and starting with my chest, rub the cream off and with it, any hair that is there. I usually have to do this on a weekly basis, ten days between at the most. The feeling of rubbing my body with that lotion under the shower is just fantastic, and as I work my way down my body, it gets better the closer I get to my tool box. Once down there, I just skip that area and turn around so the water is going down my back, and I start massaging the cream off my ass and backs of my legs, making sure I get in my asscrack, there is no hair around my asshole at all. Then I do my legs. After that I come back up to my crotch and start working around there. I am very careful where I put the lotion in that area, like I said, I like to keep a one inch ring of hair around the base of my cock. It looks so cool. Of course by this time, I am usually sporting a hardon, so with all that lotion and water flowing over me, I have experienced some really great jack-off sessions in the shower. but nothing is as good as the real thing with someone else to bring you off.
Well, back to the story at hand. At this health club, you are assigned to an advisor who's job it is to set you up on a training program and then chart your progress from time to time. I guess this particular evening that I was out there, my advisor decided it was time for my review. He is going from one guy to the next, those that are assigned to him, I guess, and chatting at each stop and looking at their workout charts. Finally he comes to where I am and picks up my chart and looks it over. I notice his finger go to the date at the top and then move down the left side. No more dates are there, so I guess he figures maybe it's time for a review.
He turns to me and says "it doesn't look like you have had a review since you started here Dave". I look at him and seeing his name tag on his tight t-shirt, I tell him "Its David, and no, I haven't had a review, Matt." "Okay, don't get up tight, David". I have this thing that I don't like people calling me by such a friendly term as "Dave" when I have hardly met them. After I get to know somebody, then maybe I will let them do that, but at first meeting, I insist on "David". I only called him "Matt" because that was what was on his name tag, and at some places, that name tag isn't even their real name, the company wants their employees to be anonymous. Well, after that little exchange, he asks me to finish my workout and then come to his office so we can check out my progress. I'm okay with that, I really want to see if I have progressed as far as I think I have.
Now, as a prelude to my office visit, my workout clothes consist of tennis shoes, white quarter length athletic socks, a t-shirt and shorts, and the shorts are short. They have only a 3" inseam with snaps up the outside of the legs so I can unsnap the sides and get as much exposure as I want. Sometimes if I am feeling particularly sexy, I will unsnap all of the snaps, from the bottom of the legs to the waistband. Lots of exposure and freedom to move also.
I finish my workout (the program I am on takes about 45 minutes, if I really push it) and head out to the reception area and ask directions to Matt's office. I am shown where to go and go knock on his door. He answers the door in pretty much the same outfit I have on, which he wears all the time he is at the club. Only difference is I am sweating and he is not.
He invites me in and locks the door behind me. I don't think too much of that, figure it's just routine so that there are no interruptions during my review. He points to a chair and says "Be seated". I sit down, he goes around to the other side of his desk and sits down, and rummages through some papers on his desk. He finally comes up with what he is looking for and goes over it, then asks me if I think I am getting out of the club what I wanted when I signed up. I tell him "Yes, look at me, I sure didn't look like this when I started here." He does look and smiles, then says, "yeah, I remember when you came in the first time, I was wondering if you were going to be able to stick with the regimen that I was planning for you". "What do you mean by that?", I asked, curious to know what he had been thinking. "When you came in the first time, you looked like you were scared spitless after we took you through the tour of the club, and I decided I was going to make you work out like I hadn't made any one work out. You were so scrawny, I didn't think you would stick to it."
"Thanks for the vote of confidence" I replied, "but I guess I fooled you. I was serious about this when I came in here." "I see that" he says. Then he proceeds to go through my chart from the day when I first signed up and then says we have to take some measurements so we can compare my current body with the one I came in with. "I can see just by looking at you that you have added bulk and muscle since that first day, but we have to take measurments to see just how much progress you have made and also to help us in re-working your work out schedule to maintain what you have, or to help you go on to bigger and better things." I agreed with that, thought it made sense.
"First of all, we have to measure your body fat, and we do that with these calipers. We have to pinch your skin in several places and see how much we can get hold of, the less we can grab, the better." "But you will have to take off your shirt and shorts" Ooops, I wasn't wearing anything under my shorts, how was he going to react to that. So I removed my t-shirt first and stopped, hoping that he would take the measurements he needed from my arms and chest before asking me to take my shorts off. No dice, get it all off now.
So there I stood with nothing but my socks and shoes on, and with the air conditioning blowing on my body, I could feel my self throwing a boner. Well, he stood there and just looked at me, his eyes just devouring me as he scanned me from my feet to my crotch, stop, then on up to my chest, stop, and then my face and back down to my crotch. I was so hard I thought I was going to shoot off without even being touched by him or myself.
He came toward me with the calipers and tried to grab some skin on my chest, with no results, the skin was so tight there he couldn't grasp it. He moved down to my abs and managed, with a little work, to get a little bit there. He grunted and said "very good, I'm impressed." I just thought to myself "You better be." Then he squatted down at my side and tried to grab some skin on my thighs and calves, but still was not able to get anything. I was solid.
Then while he was down there, I felt his hand coming up the inside of my thigh from the back. It felt hot to the touch, especially standing in the air conditioned office. His hand continued up my thigh until he made contact with my balls. He slowly squeezed them and gave a little tug on them. Then he pulled his hand away and came around in front of me, still squatting down, practically on his knees. Well, by this time, I had him sort of figured out, and yep, the next thing I knew, he was licking the precum off the head of my cock. Then he took one hand and started to milk my cock so that he could lap up all the precum I had. His other hand went back between my legs up between my ass cheeks. One finger started exploring back there and stopped right on my asshole. I felt his finger start to enter me, then he pulled back, then back in again, repeating this several times until he had his finger in all the way and was massaging my prostate. I asked him to stop, or I was going to come, and I didn't want this to end so abruptly, I wanted to drag it out as long as we could.
He agreed and slowly pulled his mouth off my cock, giving me a quick little bite on the end of my cockhead as he left me. Then he told me to stand still while he got a tape measure to measure my chest and waist. He went to his desk and came up with a tailors tape measure and came around to measure me. He first put it around my waist and came up looking at me with a surprised look. "What's wrong" I asked. "Well, when you came in here, you had a 31" waist, and I am getting 29" now. You have managed to lose two inches on the waist." I told him that the sauna and steam room help with that too, it's not just all working out. Okay, so now he wants to measure my chest. As he reaches around my back with the tape measure, his tongue brushes against my left nipple. It immediately gets hard, so he goes for the right one, and that one also perks right up. "Now we can measure the way it should be done", he says and brings the tape measure across my chest, right across two very erect nipples. He looks at the tape measure and says "VERY good". I ask what he means and what he is getting for measurements. "When you came in here, your chest wasn't a whole lot larger than your waist, you were almost straight up and down. You now measure a good 41" at the chest, which is a considerable improvement."
I tell him that was why I signed up in the first place, to improve my physique and tone up my muscles. "Well, you sure did that" he says, but you know you are going to have to keep on working out and adding a little to your program every so often in order to keep this body of yours going." I fully agreed.
"Last but not least now, we have to weigh you. By the way, your body fat readings are excellent, we don't get many guys in here with readings as good as yours in the same length of time you have been here." "Thanks" I say.
"Now, we want a real accurate weight reading, so get rid of the shoes and socks, you are all I want on that scale." I take of my shoes and socks, and notice that I am still hard as a rock and standing straight up at attention and still dripping precum. He notices also and says, "here, let me take care of that for you before you get on the scale" and stoops down and quickly tongues my cockhead, slurping up all the juice in one swoop.
He tells me the scale is against the wall behind me, just go over and get on it, he will be right over. I turn around and head for the scale, really curious to see what my weight has done in these few months of working out. I hear him rummaging around in a desk drawer, but don't look around, I figure he is just getting pen and paper to write with.
Pretty soon he is standing to my right side and reaching in front of me to move the weights on the scale so that they will balance. This is a scale that you find in doctors offices, and I guess they are pretty accurate, if they are located correctly. They are not supposed to be on carpet if you want accurate readings, and I noticed this one was located on a tile square where the carpet had been cut out. The rest of the room had thick plush carpet, so I guessed that this club was serious about our workouts and wanted everything to be correct.
Well, he got the scale balanced at 160 pounds, looked at my chart and said " You have gained maybe 10 pounds, but from where I stand, it's all solid muscle" With that, I felt his left hand sliding between my ass cheeks again and again the probing of my asshole with his fingers. This time though, he went further than before, first it was one finger, then two and a few minutes later, he had three fingers shoved inside of me, and he was really doing a number on my love button.
Before I could say anything or turn around, he pulled his fingers out and wiped them on a damp washcloth he had with him. Then he told me to get off the scale and turn around and face him. It was then I noticed that he was completely naked also, and he was very well equipped where it counted. I remembered the locked door, leaned forward and proceeded to swirl my tongue around his nipples, which sprung to attention right away. I started to nibble on them, lightly at first, and then bit them a little bit. He started to moan and saying how good it felt. I wrapped my arms around his body and brought him real close to me so that our cocks were touching between us now, we were pressed tight together as we could get. I started to fuck his ears with my tongue, and he started to go wild on me. I felt his hands drop down between us and he was squeezing our cocks together and milking precum out of both of them and rubbing it all over our cockheads. Then, just as suddenly, he stopped and pushed me away. Thinking I had done something he didn't like, I asked "what's wrong?" "Nothing" he says, I just had a great idea and heads for the other side of his desk. I watch him, what a great ass, and I also notice, no tan lines. Must use the tanning booths here like I do, completely naked.
He unlocks the bottom desk drawer and comes out with a tube of K-Y and what looks like a good sized cock. Turns out it's a vibrating dildo modeled after a very well endowed porn star, that is, the company that made this thing, actually took a mold casting of this guys cock while it was erect, and are now creating latex dildoes, vibrating and non-vibrating are available.
He asks me to turn around and lean over the desk. I do as he asks and then I feel him squeezing K-Y gel in my ass crack, and then he inserts the top of the tube inside me and gives a good healthy sqeeze on it and I can feel the cool gel inside me. Then he smears more gel all around my asshole. He tells me to turn around and as I do I see him wiping his fingers off again.
He gets down in front of me and takes my cock in his hands. "You have a beautiful cock" he says, "I only hope I can get it all down. I want to suck you all the way down my throat and have you all the way to the root of your cock." I tell him if he can get it all in his mouth and down his throat, he is more than welcome to the load I will deliver, since I haven't unloaded in three days, so there will be plenty to satisfy him. "That sounds great to me" he says.
He is playing with my cock, and every once in a while, he runs his tongue across my cockhead, slurping up the precum juices, which are starting to flow more freely now. When I think he is just about done with me, he starts to suck my cock into his mouth, slowly running his tongue around the ridge on the head of my cock. I had to really exercise self control to avoid unloading in his mouth right then and there. I grabbed his head and started pushing his mouth further down my cock, I couldn't take too much more of him playing with my cockhead like that, and I wasn't ready to end this session.
Then I felt his left hand going back up between my thighs, but I could feel something was in his hand. It was the vibrating dildo, except at the time, I did not realize it was a vibrating model. Now the porn star that had modeled for this particular dildo must have been hung like a horse, it was bigger than me, and I had thought I was pretty good sized at 9 1/2 inches. I felt the dildo up against my asshole, and then I felt him turn it on. Slowly, he pushed it until the cockhead was inside me. Then he stopped so that I could get used to it, but he didn't turn it off. After a little bit, he starts pushing it further in. Now I knew why he had greased my asshole so liberally inside and out. This thing need all the lubrication it could get because it was so big. He just kept pushing it in, a little at a time, maybe an inch or so, then he would stop, let it vibrate for a while and let me get used to it, then push it in some more.
When he had it almost all the way in, he slowly started to rotate it inside me, still vibrating. The sensation was out of this world. Then, the cockhead hit my love button, and vibrating at full speed, it wasn't long before I was having the mother of all orgasms. I just shot wad after wad of cum into his throat, and he swallowed every drop of it, none of it got away from him. After I stopped shooting, I felt his hands on my cock as he started to milk me dry, he wasn't going to leave a single drop in me. He was doing this while leaving that vibrating dildo in my ass. So, as he was milking the last drop of cum out of my cock, I was still rock hard with that dildo working my love button over. He slowly started to pull the dildo out of my love tunnel, then turned it around again and started to push it back up my ass.
I said"What do you want, you got all the cum I've got tonight" He says he just wants to see how much of this dildo I can take up my ass, and with all the lubrication he had done, thought I should be able to take it all. "No way" I said, but by then it was too late, he had it all the way in and I could feel the latex balls against mine and it felt good. Well, he decides to take it out, but on the way back down my love tunnel, he slowly rotates it again and pretty soon the head of it is on my love button again. And in spite of the fact that I thought I had shot all my love juice down his throat the first time, I felt my balls churning and pretty soon, I was having another eruption, and again, he swallowed every drop of it. He started with the hands again, just milking all the cum out of my cock while it was still in his mouth and the dildo was still doing a number on my love button.
Finally, he was satisfied that he had gotten everything out of me and he slowly pulled that dildo out of me. I am still hard as a rock and he quickly whips out that tape measure and measures my cock while it is still erect.
"Not bad, not bad at all, in fact, quite impressive" he says. I ask him what the scoop is on my measurements down there. "Well", he says, "you must be giving that love muscle quite a workout also. You are measureing 10 inches in length in the aroused state, your cockhead is 2 1/2 inches across and you cock has a circumferance of almost 6 inches at the root, or base. Pretty incredible" I say thanks, then ask if he wants me to return the favor he has just done me.
He looks at me right in the eye and says "David, I don't think I could handle what you are carrying between your legs, at least not tonight. But that doesn't mean I won't let you try some time. Just give me a little time to get used to the idea of that huge thing up my rear, as nothing that big has ever been up there." I look at him and pointing at the dildo ask him if he has ever used that on himself. The answer is a definite no, he isn't trying to kill himself.
"Well, what made you think I could handle it?" I ask. He says "I saw you in the shower a couple weeks ago with that skinny guy, and I know how he is equipped, and when I saw you take it up your ass without making a sound, I figured you could take this. And I have been waiting ever since then to think of an excuse to get you in here and try it out on you, and your review was the best thing I could think of."
"Thanks" I said, "did I pass my review?'"
"With flying colors, David" he said.
"You can call me Dave" I replied. "I think we are going to be close friends from here on in, so I will let you call me what all my close friends call me." "Thanks" he says, "and by the way, my name tag doesn't have my real name on it, club policy. They don't want us getting involved with club members. My real name is Henry, but I let my close friends call me Hank."
With that, he reached out his hand to shake mine. I pulled him in real close to me and quickly planted my mouth on his, pushing my tongue into his mouth and feeling him return my kiss in the same way. We are still naked and our bodies are hot, in fact, we are sweating, in spite of the air conditioning. I wrap my arms around him and hold him tight against me, and he is doing the same to me. We start to grind our crotches together and notice that we are both sporting erections again. I go down first and tongue his cockhead and get all the cum juices I can from his cock. Then, he pushes me away and tells me it's getting late and he has to close up, but we can and will continue this at a later date, maybe on Monday when there aren't so many people around and he will have a less hectic schedule.
Turns out, I found out later, the club doesn't give reviews on progress, it was just his idea to get me in his office with him. I can hardly wait for the next review.