My Year in Brazil

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My year in Brazil part 15 (part 14 from Jan. 22, 2013 COLLEGE)

I was out like a light. I woke up around 3am to the sound of Lomo barking. As I lay there naked, I heard another cry of pleasure. I wanted to imagine it being Ernesto but it sounded more like it was Marcelo. If it was really Marcelo, it wasn't loud enough to mean he gave up his anal cherry. Even though I started to rock up, I was too tired to join them and so I just rolled back over in bed.

I woke up again and saw it was 6:09. In the far distance, a rooster crowed. I thought about how crazy my life has been since I arrived. All of the sudden, I realized I had fallen back to sleep because I woke back up again. This time, my cock was being deep throated by Sandro. Immediately my heart started pumping. Sandro was kneeling down on the floor and servicing me. I tried to open and focus my eyes as I put my hand on his bulky shoulder.

"Oh God, yes." I said.

Sandro didn't respond but just kept up his pace. It felt good. I mean, his mouth felt really good and warm bobbing up and down. In a quick second, he stuck his finger in his mouth. Then, I felt it line up with my asshole and push itself in. He wiggled it around slowly as he pushed it in more and more. Once it found my sweet spot, my head went back into my pillow and my eyelids started to close themselves.

"Oh fuck, ohhhhhh fuuuuuuuck!" I moaned as all the air rushed out of my lungs.

Involuntarily, my chest heaved as I gulped in and pushed out as much oxygen as I could. I felt my lower body prepping itself to blast off. My mouth opened and my tongue started to stick out while my cock hardened up from the shaft to its tip. My one hand was scrunching up some of the sheet while I still had the other hand on his strong shoulder. As I let myself go, delicious overwhelming tingling sensations bounced all around my body. Sandro's mighty hand jerked me while he held his mouth in one spot guzzling down my rapid fire jizz bullets.

After the initial powerful orgasmic jolts, I started to clench my butt muscles which allowed my cock to pump a few more good bursts of feeling. It wasn't easy to believe I could shoot so hard that early in the morning. My upper body involuntarily shuttered one last time.

After I finished, I had no energy to move. Sandro stood up. His rocked up cock pointed straight out. He spit down some leftover globs from his mouth. They made a 'pock' noise as they landed on his manmeat. He stroke the juices up and down his own shaft. His eyes were looking me up & down from my face-to my chest-to my spent dick. I smiled as I watched his various muscles strain. Then, the strong, hairy muscle daddy let out his own sigh. With his head bent downward and his lower jaw slightly jutting out, he fired jets of cum at my stomach and chest. They felt warm the second after they hit my skin. I enjoyed watching his torso quiver three or four times as he squeezed harder to get a few more jolts of pleasant sensation. As he wore down, he scrunched his eyelids shut, opened them back up, and looked right at me. We exchanged smiles and a few chuckles.

I noticed the time was 7:10. It was only ten minutes after when I had set the alarm to go off.

He saw me look at the time and he said "I turned it off and watched you sleep for about twenty minutes. You're so delightful to look at. It took me a lot of patience to let you sleep until I couldn't wait any more."

He knelt down again and ran a hand along my cum-painted stomach. He looked me in the eye and said "Let's get you ready for your first day of classes."

After a shower together, Sandro and I walked out of the house and down to the bus stop. I had nothing with me to bring to school and hoped I didn't need anything. I muttered to myself "Not even a fucking pen."

Sandro didn't understand my English, but I just started laughing at how pathetic I was going to appear arriving to school unprepared.

As soon as we got to the bus shelter on the side of the road, a red car pulled over and stopped. The window rolled down and we both ducked our heads down to see who it was.

"Sandi?" The man asked.

Sandro leaped toward the car and instantly recognized the very well dressed driver.

"Otavio!" Sandro yelled. He stuck his arm in the window to shake the guy's hand. Their hands gripped for a few seconds.

I wasn't able to understand all that was being said so I stood back. I felt a little glob of after sex cum leaking out the tip of my dick. Sandro ducked back out of the car, opened the door, and motioned for me to get in the front.

"Otavio is one of my friends. He will take you to the university."

"Oh, great." I responded as I got in the car. Sandro closed the door, patted my shoulder, and then backed away.

"Hi Nate. Sorry that my English is only so so. I only speak on occasion at work." Otavio said.

I started to speak in Portuguese saying "I need to practice my Portuguese."

By his reaction, I could tell he was impressed, so he continued in his language. We drove away and I realized I didn't even wave back to Sandro.

The car ride wasn't too long but traffic kept us stuck at a few places. We talked about where I was from and then he told me he had spent some time in jail with Sandro. He didn't seem happy to mention that so I left it alone.

"Sandro is a good guy." he continued. "We had lots of long talks. I really feel like he was a brother to me. We're similar in age but have different likes-if you understand what I'm saying."

I wanted to change the subject so I started to laugh. That threw him off and then I apologized.

"I'm sorry, Otavio. I just realized that I'm going to my first day of classes and I don't even have any paper or a pen." I said.

"Get that briefcase in the back seat." he said.

"Now, open it and there's a notebook there. It's small but you can have it. I don't use it. Take a pencil too." he said.

"Thanks. Thanks!" I replied.

At that moment, we were stuck in traffic. I noticed most of the cars were waiting to pull into the university parking lot.

Otavio said "If you want, it might be quicker to just walk over through the side gate."

I thanked him for the ride and shook his hand. His rather large hand at first squeezed a little too hard, but then loosened up. I got out of his car. I walked over through the side gate and saw a guard. As I asked him if he could help me find the classes for the foreigners, I heard Tony yell my name.

"Yo! Nate! Dude!" Tony yelled. He walked over to me. He was wearing jeans and then a tight shirt that hugged against his puffed out chest. "Yo, I know where we gotta go."

We both thanked the guard in Portuguese and then walked over to the main building.

"Dude." Tony continued. "Ya gotta tell me more about your huge friends. I woke up that night fuckin twice with the hardest meat I ever had!"

I laughed.

He kept talking. "Serious, dude. Fuck. I might be goin back home more like a gay than a bi guy. And I still can't tell what's up with Thiago. The dude checks me out and walks around the house without a shirt. It's killen me-ya know what I'm sayin!"

I asked "Do you guys share a room like my host brother & me?"

Once again, he cocked his head forward in surprise. "Share? Nooo! Fuck! You kiddin me?" Then, as we entered the building, he lowered his voice and leaned close to me to say "How da fuck do you get so fuckin lucky?"

I pointed to a green banner welcoming foreign students in both languages. "That must be where we're headed."

We walked in the room where there were about twenty other students. The ones with the green shirts appeared to be Brazilian. It was too obvious to recognize the others who were probably from the US.

"Bom dia. Good morning." a woman said.

We simultaneously responded to her in Portuguese. "Bom dia."

She introduced herself and took us to a registration table. There was a Brazilian guy our age sitting there and we got ourselves registered. Then, we went to sit down where the desks were. Tony walked ahead of me and chose a seat next to another kid.

"What's up, dude?" Tony said as he extended his hand. "I'm Tony and this is Nate."

"And I'm Rudy." The kid said with a strong southern US accent. As he shook our hands, he said. "Man, is it hot here or what? It's like I'm still home."

"You're right." I replied.

"Yo." Tony said. "I almost wore a wife beater and my brother said it's not allowed. I'm like 'this heat shouldn't be fuckin allowed!'"

The three of us laughed. A few heads turned our way from the noise we made. We bowed our heads closer together and laughed more.

Class started. After about an hour of introductions and shooting the breeze to see where everyone was language skill-wise, we were divided into two groups. Tony and I ended up in the same group since we spoke a decent amount. Rudy on the other hand wasn't too good and we had to temporarily say good-bye. Tony stood up and playfully put his arms around Rudy as if he wouldn't let the little dude go. After some laughs, Rudy headed out with the others. I watched him leave. He wasn't too tall, but his traps and butt sure pushed out the material in his clothes. He sure was buff for a short guy!

We sat through about another hour of language class. I smiled as I wrote notes with Otavio's pencil and notebook. Then, we heard the other group get let out. Our professor said we could take an hour for lunch and then return. We got up and walked down to the courtyard.

Poor Rudy was standing at a table waving at us. He was too short and so I didn't notice until he stood on a bench. Tony and I laughed all the way over to him.

"Man. It's like the story of my life." Rudy said.

"Sorry, dude." Tony said.

"Naw. Happens all the time. That's why I gym myself up so I can at least look like an intimidating garden gnome.

We all laughed more.

"Intimidating garden gnome" Tony muttered with a cackle laugh.

"Yeah. With size 7 shoes." Rudy added as he lifted up one of his meaty legs to show his kicks.

Tony playfully punched Rudy's shoulder and then patted one of Rudy's biceps. He said "Dude. You're up there. Puffin out for a short guy. What do you bench?"

"I don't try to max. I do a few sets of 150 to 200 but with lots of reps." Rudy answered.

I immediately chimed in. "My host brother works at a gym here. I'll be going there regularly. I'm sure we can get a discount if we all sign up & go there." The excitement for their response churned up in both my chest and down below.

"Aw yeah." Rudy said. "Sounds great. I used just about all my savings to get into this program. Let's check it out sometime soon."

With a smile, Tony added "I'm down."

"So, what do you guys do at the gym?" Rudy asked.

My brain immediately wanted to proudly tell them 'I get fucked there' but obviously that wouldn't have been a good idea. I said "I'm a soccer kid at heart and I just recently got into weights. I want my arms and chest to come out more."

Tony clamped a hand around one of my biceps. "I'll hook you up with a routine to get these monsters goin. We'll get you there. And me? I do it all." He puffed out his chest and continued "I want mine to come out more, too."

"Man, you got a nip ring?" Rudy asked.

Forgetting where we were, Tony reached down and grabbed the bottom of his tshirt. He pulled it up about two inches but then stopped as he remembered we were still at school. "Oh shit. Dude, why am I such a dork? I almost pulled my shirt off like I was at home or some shit."

We all laughed again. Others around our table quickly glanced at us knuckleheads.

"Got'em both done." Tony said. Then he leaned in and lowered his voice to say "Hurt like a mothafucker then, but now they really get me hot when I'm goin at it. Ya know what I'm sayin?"

Rudy's eyebrows shot up in astonishment. I loved seeing the interaction between the southerner and the meathead from Jersey. It was as if Rudy had never dealt with anyone from the east coast.

Tony kept talking "Bro. Nothin held back. I say it all. Dudes. If we're gonna be together in this thing for a few months, we may as well come together. Ya know?" He held out a fist. Rudy and I bumped it together. It felt great to have two new close friends.

"Hey guys." A girl said as she stood next to our table. "I think we have to head back to class now."

Tony said "Oh, fuck. Ohh, sorry. Yeah, cool. Thanks, girl."

As she walked away from us, she turned back and said "It's Julie by the way. You only wish it was 'girl'." She pointed at Tony and then turned her back completely to us. We all busted out laughing.

"Yo. Did I just fuckin get dissed?" Tony said.

Neither of us wanted to answer. Rudy and I just kept laughing.

"Fuck." Tony muttered.

After another few classes, we were let go for the day. The three of us met out in front of the university. It was around 3pm. There was so much traffic and people out and about. Larger Brazilian cities can really seem overwhelming.

Rudy said "I don't think I've seen so many cars in mah life, and certainly not as many people."

"Just like a summer day on the boardwalk." Tony casually said.

Rudy continued "That's why I just up & decided to do this here program. I always dreamed of owning a hotel on a beach down here. May sound crazy coming from a farm boy like me, but I'll get it some day."

"Yo, Nate. Is that guy flaggin you down over there?" Tony asked.

Off in the distance, I saw Alberto next to JC's car. A monster-sized arm waved from the driver's seat.

"Aw, nice!" I said. "It's my host brother. Come on guys. Let's go."

As we walked over to the car, I heard Tony say "Fuckin A".

JC took off his sunglasses and said "NATE! Hey guys! What's up? Get in. Get in."

Alberto was already in the front seat of JC's tiny car. Tony looked at Rudy and said "Nate. You & me first and then the gnome on our laps. Nah, I'm playin, dude."

"No harm." Rudy replied as he patted Tony on the back. "It usually ends up this way back home."

Rudy didn't seem to mind the verbal jab from Tony. There's like this unspoken pardon you give a guy like Tony since you know it's always going to be some Jersey-accented stupid shit coming out his mouth.

Tony smacked my ass as I climbed in and then he got in. Then, Rudy crawled in over our laps. He was about to try to sit up straight when Tony closed the door and JC drove off. It left our new little buddy laying down on our four legs. It was funny.

"Shit!" Rudy said. "This is just like back home too!"

It sure was a hot day. With sucky A/C in his car, we had the windows open but it didn't do much with us all crowded in the little car.

"So, Nate. Who is here?" JC asked.

"I'm Tony. I live with Thiago." Tony said.

"Ohhh yeah. Thiago tells me he has an American this semester. Thiago and I are friends for a long time." JC said.

Tony continued "And this is our garden gnome. Rudy."

JC didn't understand the English word gnome so he said "our what?"

"Intimidating garden gnome!" Rudy corrected him as he sat up straight on Tony's leg. "Man. Please don't make that my nickname while I'm here."

"Naw, dude. I'm playin." Tony said as he started to massage Rudy's shoulders. "Holy fuck, dude. This is some serious thick shit you got goin on!"

"Lots of farm work will do that to ya." Rudy said.

Alberto watched the interaction between us and looked over at JC to speak in Portuguese. He wanted to know why they kept using the word 'fuck' and he asked JC in an excited tone of voice. JC mumbled something back that was too fast for me to understand.

Then, Tony continued in Portuguese saying "It's fine. We're here to learn your language and to have a good time here in Brazil!"

JC and Alberto seemed impressed. JC responded "We're off to my gym. Do you want to go? Nate, I bring your shorts and a shirt from home."

"Oh cool." I said.

Rudy did his best to reply in his Portuguese. It took some help to clarify that he was saying that he wanted to go change his clothes first. Alberto and JC laughed.

JC said "Man, you and I can help each other with English and Portuguese. Maybe Alberto will finally learn some English too."

"Yes. I need learn more." Alberto said. It sounded so pathetic that we chuckled.

We stopped off at the house where Rudy was living. He jumped out and walked into the house. A woman poked her head out the door and gave JC a strange look. JC got out of the car and walked up to the front door. The two of them chatted a while and immediately JC had her laughing and assured that he was a good guy. The woman made a strange gesture with her hands and then JC laughed too. Then, Rudy came back out with a gym bag. He said something to her and she nodded her head in agreement. As Rudy dashed back to the car, JC must have clarified what Rudy tried to say. The two of them laughed again, shook hands, and then JC got back in the car.

JC said "Rudy, you say we went to the gym. You wanted to say that now we go to the gym."

"Aw, I did?" Rudy asked as we drove away.

JC said "It's Ok. I tell her what you want to say. She said you have a nice butt that looks like two big bread rolls."

Tony and I laughed as JC translated to Alberto.

"So, bread rolls or garden gnome? Which do you like better, dude?" Tony whipped out.

"Aw, man. Come now" Rudy said.

"I'm just playin." Tony said. "Dude, check out the solid meat you got here." Tony continued as he patted Rudy's legs with both hands. "You're like a little fuckin ox."

"Not the nickname I want either." Rudy said. I was laughing so hard I couldn't get enough of the wacky interaction between these two clowns from opposite walks of life.

Then, we stopped where Tony lived. Nobody was home so he just went to the gym anyway.

"We have some clothes you can use in the gym, Ok, Tony?" JC said.

We parked and went into the gym. There weren't too many people there since it was a Monday early afternoon. We went right back to the locker room to change.

JC said "I go get some clothes for you, Tony." and he left us four behind.

Alberto was already dressed to work out so he just sat on the bench. He took his shirt off and set it on his lap. It was no doubt to cover up any evidence of excitement he'd develop once we Americans started to change.

"GRRRRRR!" I heard Tony say. He was and flexing his chest with his arms downward looking at Alberto.

Alberto sat there and did the same, the gorilla grunt and the flex.

"Fuck, yeah. That's what I'm talkin about. Animal out, dude." And then Tony said in Portuguese "You're an animal!"

Alberto and I laughed pretty hard. What a nutjob this guy was!

As I sat down and slowly started to untie my sneakers, Rudy plopped his bag down on a bench and didn't hesitate to strip off everything he had on.

"Yooo!" Tony said.

As Rudy stood there naked as the day he was born, a nice uncut cock pointed down to the floor. Rudy looked down at it and in his southern accent, he said "That's corn fed too."

Tony and I laughed hysterically.

The upper part of Rudy's body was lightly freckled just like his face. You could tell he must have grown up working on farms his whole twenty something years of life. He must have gotten too much sun since he had white skin anywhere shorts and short sleeved shirts didn't cover up. His white uncut cock was cute too. It just dangled there with some trimmed pubes around it. Like Tony said in the car, Rudy had some thick quads and calves. His biceps and pecs were impressive too. He had a few hairs in the center of his pecs and a little treasure trail that went about an inch above his belly button. His host mom was right with her comment about the bubble butt.

As I peeled my shirt over my head I said "Yeah, I'm not as big as you guys but I'm working on it."

Tony pointed to my chest and said "Dude. At least you got the sexy chest hair goin on. I haven't been able to pop that out yet and I probably never will."

Rudy said "It's taken me all this time to get about a dozen of them in the middle here." as he looked down at his own chest. Then, he put on a tank top since he already had on his jockstrap and shorts. He said "I'm small so my muscles look stacked. I guess that's the one lucky thing I've got being 5'5."

JC came back with some stuff for Tony to wear.

Tony stripped his shirt. You could smell the sweat and deodorant he had going on. "Dudes, here's what I'm workin with." he said as he gave a double bicep pose right there in the locker room. He stood over next to JC and said "Sorry to show you up, dude. What do you think, guys? I could take on this guy, right?"

We laughed. JC translated for Alberto and then my massive host brother gave a flex himself.

"FUCK, DUDE! YOU'RE HUGE!" Tony said in complete amazement.

"Lots of years to these babies." JC said. "Now, let's go work out!"

The 5 of us headed out to the weights. Each helped another with spotting. Rudy had quite a fan club of 2 Brazilian guys that were shocked to see how much the little guy was lifting with his trunk legs. Tony was surprised too.

"Dude! You're a gnome monster! Holy fuck!" Tony yelled over to Rudy.

Because of the language barrier, Tony and I worked together while JC and Alberto worked together. Tony stood behind me while I benched. Nobody was near us so Tony asked "So, how about your bro?"

"JC? Man, he's really cool. I hope he helps me get ripped so I can go ho...." I started to say when Tony interrupted me.

"No. I mean, have you two fucked yet?" he asked.

I was thrown off a little, so I didn't immediately lift the bar of weights back up. Tony thought I was struggling and helped me get it back up.

"Of course." I replied.

"Oh, fuck. Listen to you, dude." Tony playfully snapped back. He mocked my voice and said "Of course."

I started to lift again and I asked "And you and Thiago?"

Tony said "Dude, I can't fuckin tell where he stands. One minute the dude is checkin me out like in the car tellin me to take off my shirt and shit. The kid walks around the house shirtless. We're both big dudes but he's got me beat-not by much, but enough. I've seen him naked twice now and I swear he did it on purpose."

"Well, give it some time." I said.

"I'm fuckin horny as shit, dude!" Tony said back. He motioned toward the weights I was lifting and said "Come on, up three more. You're rockin it. You can do it, dude."

After I finished, Tony grabbed two more weights to add on and we switched places.

"Sorry, dude. Not enough for me." he said.

As he lay on his back and lifted off, I mocked his Jersey voice and said "Sorry, dude. Fuck. That was fuckin not enough for me. Fuck."

He started laughing and almost didn't even get the weights back up the first time. I helped him with it even though it was a little much for me.

He was laying there laughing. "Dude, do I really sound like that?" he asked.

"We're all friends, man. Just playin'" I said back with his voice.

We both laughed and he stuck out his fist for me to bump. Then, he went back to lifting. We had been there about an hour and then I watched JC lead Rudy to the massage room. My eyebrows shot up. Tony inhaled deeply and puffed out of his nose. "Nineteen. One more. Fuck!" he said as he got it. I helped him put the bar back. "Fuck, man! That was good!" he said. He sat up and looked around. I could tell he noticed JC and Rudy weren't anywhere to be found. He was about to say something when Ricardo walked over.

"Nate!" he said. "Who is your friend?"

"I'm Tony." Tony said in Portuguese. He continued with a Portuguese "It's a pleasure" as he reached out his hand to shake with Ricardo.

"Oh great! You speak well." Ricardo said with a smile. "Have you seen JC, Nate?"

"I think he just went in the back room." I replied.

"Oh." Ricardo said. He walked back to the massage room.

Tony didn't know what was going on so I left it that way. He and I worked on other machines and spotted each other occasionally. After about 20 minutes, he and I were benching again. He was helping me count eleven, twelve, thir.....when suddenly our attention got diverted to that room with the occupied sign on it.

"hhhuuuuuuuhhhh................UUUHHH!" came from the room.

"What the fuck?" Tony said. He started to walk back there when I called him. I motioned for him to come back. Tony said "Dude, that sounded like Rudy. What the fuck."

"That's the massage room." I said.

"Massage room?" Tony asked. Then, he put two and two together. "No fuckin way, dude. Rudy?"

"I don't know." I said. "JC and Ricardo are quite talented."

Tony and I got on exercise bikes. Tony was watching the door of the massage room like a hawk. Five minutes later, the door opened. Rudy walked out with more sweat in his hair than when he was working out.

"Rudy!" Tony yelled to him. Rudy looked over and then walked over to us.

Rudy shyly said "I uh...I gotta take a shower. I'm exhausted."

"All right, dude." Tony said. "We'll be back there in a few."

Rudy didn't respond. He walked back to the locker room area. I saw the little guy was smiling. My heart fluttered with joy thinking about what must have happened back in the massage room. I looked over to another part of the gym where I saw a sweaty Alberto rapidly jumping rope. When he stopped for a moment, he winked at me.

Just then, JC stood between Tony and me. "Massages, guys?" he asked.

I looked at Tony and shrugged my eyebrows. "Tony?" I asked.

"Uh.......I um....." Tony said.

JC put both of his huge hands on Tony's shoulders and said "Man, you've been working a lot. I know your muscles are in need of a massage."

I smiled at Tony and he had that deer-in-headlights look. The front of the shorts he was wearing were slightly poking outward although I didn't make it obvious that I could see that.

"Well, yeah, Dude. Sounds good. Don't break me with these monsters though." Tony said as he turned around and then cupped a palm around one of JC's gigantic biceps.

"We will go easy on you, dude." JC said back.

"We?" Tony asked.

Tony and I looked over to the room where you could see a shirtless Ricardo using a towel to wipe off his salt & pepper hairy chest and then the table.

"Fuck." Tony muttered as he walked over to the open door.

JC looked back at me and winked. The two of them entered the massage room and the door with frosted windows closed.

And then, I decided to go check on Rudy.

In the locker room, I took off my clothes, grabbed a fresh towel from the shelf and walked into the shower room where I saw Rudy and a large black Brazilian man. The man greeted me in Portuguese and then continued to enjoy the flow of his water.

Rudy noticed me turn on the shower next to him and said. "Hey Nate."

I responded "Great workout. I'm really looking forward to coming back here."

"Yeah." was all Rudy said back.

After another minute of not talking, Rudy flat out asked me "Nate, is this a gay gym?"

"I'm not sure. Why do you ask?" I said.

"Well, I um....well. I'm not gay myself." Rudy started to say. I just looked at him while he got the courage to continue. "Nate, did you guys hear us while you were out in the gym?"

Shit. I didn't know what to say. This little guy seems to be honest so I decided to do the same. "Well, yeah."

"Aw, damn." Rudy responded.

"Rudy, I'm gay." I said.

"Oh." he said.

I continued "My first day here at the gym I got a massage too. Well, it started out as a massage."

I turned on some more cold water for my shower.

Rudy said "Well. My girlfriends have given me head before but it sure wasn't like that guy did."

I turned on even more cold water.

He continued "I don't really know what to think right now."

I could tell he was confused at what really happened. I asked "Do you want to go back out & lift for a while?"

"I ain't sure I got the energy." he said back and then he laughed a little.

I laughed too. How incredibly cute it was!

"Well, man, I could do some more of the exercise bike." I said

"Yeah. Me too." Rudy said right away.

We turned off our showers and I grabbed my towel.

"Oh, I didn't see towels. Where'd ya get it, Nate?" he asked.

Not having used it yet, I handed it to him. "Here. I'll just grab another one." I said.

"Cool. Thanks man." Rudy said.

When he put the towel to his face, I took a quick glance down at his dick. It was semi-hard and the head was half poking out of his cute white foreskin. I looked back away before he noticed.

He walked out into the locker room and said "Let me go use the john and then I'll meet y'all back out there."

"Alright, cool." I replied.

As he quickly slipped away, I watched him from behind. He was walking funny. I'm sure he had a raging boner. I heard a stall door close & lock. I doubt he went in there to piss or shit.

Since he left, I just used the same towel. As soon as it touched my skin and I thought about it all, I rocked right up. By then, nobody was in the shower area and I was 100% horned up with excitement. I started imagining his face while Ricardo brought him to ecstasy. In about 30 seconds, I rubbed myself out a good jizz blitz right toward the floor drain. I figured that would be the only way I could shrink back down so I could change back into my clothes and head back to the gym.

Rudy still hadn't come out of the stall but I changed and went back into the gym. The door to the massage room was still closed. An older guy put up his hand to get my attention and then he walked over to me. "Excuse me." he said in Portuguese. "Do you speak Portuguese?" He looked to be about 50 years old and was built like an enormous gorilla with hair popping out from the sides of his sweaty shirt.

"Yes. I speak some." I replied.

"Will you work with me on these?" he asked as he pointed to the bar loaded with lots of weights.

"I can try." I responded as my eyes widened. "Whoa. That's a lot. I can try though."

"Great. My name's Flavio. What's yours?" he asked

"Nate." I said as we shook hands. Once again, I must either be a weakling or these Brazilians wrench down too much when they shake. The large calloused hand (almost twice the size of mine) was strong and sweaty.

And then, Rudy appeared. He had a smile on his freckled face and looked like a little jumping bean with energy. Not at all like he did when we were just in the shower. Surely he also rubbed himself one back into that stall toilet.

"Nate, ya good there? I'll be on a bike." he said with his huge smile.

"Ok, cool." I said back.

So I stood behind Flavio. He mildly grunted as he lifted the bar up & down with ease. It took lots of my energy to concentrate on helping him instead of paying attention to the massage room.

Flavio finished, sat up, and said "Thanks." He walked off to go chat with some other guys.

I went over to the bike next to Rudy.

"Aw, hey Nate." he said.

"Hey, Rudy." I said back. I started to laugh.

Rudy looked at me confused. "What's so funny?"

"You." I said back to him and chuckled some more. "You seem like a completely different person than when we were in the showers."

He said "Well, I think it's awesome that I met you guys. I mean, I never really knew anyone gay before. Don't mean to offend."

"No offense taken." I said.

He continued "I was a little weirded out when that Ricardo dude started to go down on me. I mean, JC flipped me over on my back, raised my arms over my head and was massaging my chest. Then, all of the sudden I feel my jock strap peel off down my legs and then...a mouth over my...you know."

Sure I know. Inside my pants knew too and I started to get hard.

"And then, man!" Rudy continued. "I open my eyes with surprise and JC's face is right next to mine. Upside down since he was still massaging me, but his mouth was right next to mine. I noticed he didn't have a shirt on anymore. Man is he a beast! He licked my mouth...."

FUCK! I was getting too hard too fast under my shorts! I peddled a little faster on the bike.

"......and I just felt like I was in some strange dream. I closed my eyes again and opened my mouth a little. The dude runs his tongue around and then inside my mouth. It got my heart pumpin, ya know? I'm sorry. I don't know why I'm telling you this."

"Well, Tony and I heard what happened next." I said.

"Aw shucks. I know. I didn't think I'd be able to show my face in here again. Seems like nobody cares though. That's why I wondered if this was a gay gym or somethin." Rudy said. "Man, that Ricardo guy and his mouth did things to me that I never thought possible. I thought I was choking him-especially when I climaxed. I forgot I was in a public place. Man, it felt really good and it just took me over. They put a towel over my mouth but I was sure y'all could still hear me."

"Awww fuuuuuck, dudes! OHHHHH GOD! UHHHHHHHHH!" came from the massage room. Not only did Rudy and I hear it, the group of Flavio and 4 other guys chatting over by the fan heard it too. They stopped talking and just looked over to us and the door.

Then, the group of guys started to laugh and holler. One of them turned on a stereo so music would play. However, since Rudy and I were close enough to the door, we could clearly hear more moaning and animal roaring animal sounds.

"Good nnnight." Rudy muttered.

I turned my head toward him. His head was down checking out the hardon he was growing in his shorts. He looked around and then gave me a stunned look as he realized I noticed it too. Then, he just half smiled in embarrassment.

"Me too." was all I said.

Rudy's eyebrows shot up. He casually glanced down to see that the front of my shorts were poking outward too.

"I know you said you're gay Nate. But man, I really don't know what's going on with this." Rudy said as he put his hand on the front of his shorts trying to calm down the raging rod inside. "I haven't really gotten off in about a week since I said g'bye to mah girl. That's gotta be it, right?"

I just shrugged my shoulders and said "No big deal. You got real good head today. It felt good. Time to move on, right?"

He replied. "REAL g....well, yeah. I think I better go take myself a cold shower like you did before."

My eyebrows raised.

Rudy said "Yeah, I noticed that. That's when I realized I was telling you all the details about my massage. I felt bad when I realized I probably drove you crazy."

The door to the massage room opened. JC walked out. His massive bare chest was dripping wet with sweat. The top of his shorts was soaking up all that dripped down his body.

"Boys. I need a shower." JC said in Portuguese as he walked by us. His eyelids were half closed and he barely even looked at us.

Tony walked out too. He had put his shirt back on but it was all covered with sweat. He stood next to us and ran a hand through his hair. "HO-LY FUUUCK. There are no words to describe what just happened to me in there."

Neither Rudy nor I said anything. The heat radiating off Tony's body matched the amount of sweat that we could see dripping all over him.

Tony continued "Yo. It's been a loooong time since I've nutted the fuck like that." Then he looked over at Rudy. "Dude, you might wanna take care of that monster tryin to bust out down there."

Rudy put his hand down to try and mash his solid rod downward. "I think I ought to go back to the restroom." he said as he walked in that direction.

Tony and I locked eyes for about ten seconds. Then, I said "Well?"

"Dude." Tony started. "Duuuude. I loved the long back massage and then clothes started coming off. I was laying on my stomach but flipped right the fuck over with the hardest cock I've had in a long time! Ricardo got on all fours and I rammed the shit outta the fucker. JC tweaked me from behind. I thought I had broken that condom! Ricardo even yanked it off of me and guzzled the shit down. Then, I watched JC bareback Ricardo until they both rocketed together. Fuckin hot, dude I swear to fuckin God. Fuckin hot! So, how's our little buddy doin?"

I answered "I think he's a little confused. It's like he's not sure he should have enjoyed getting head from Ricardo. He sure did though from how it sounds."

"Yeah" Tony said. "JC told me what they did to the guy. Ricardo said it only took a few seconds of his magic finger."

"Finger?" I asked.

"Yep." Tony said. "They wanted to finger up my ass too but I don't think I'm ready for that kinky shit yet."

There were millions of fuzzy feelings going through me. Rudy got his first prostate rub and he was afraid to admit that it sent him over the edge. It was hot to think of that. The poor guy will probably spend the next hours wondering what he really did and how much further he might want to go.

I said "I think we ought to pack it up."

Tony said "Yeah. Yo. I definitely need a shower though." He put his sweaty arm around me.

"That you do." I said.

Tony stepped back from me. "Fuck. Sorry, dude. I'm sure I'm fuckin ripe." Tony said as he lifted an arm and sniiffed.

I mimicked his voice again and said "Fuck, dude. I'm a fuckin nutjob from fuckin Jersey."

"Aw, yeah?" Tony said. He bear hugged me and walked us five or six steps while we were pressed together. God he fucking stunk...of sweat and sex. I could feel his sweat soak into the material of my clothes. And I loved every bit of it!

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