My name is Jason, I am 19 years old and this story happened to me about 3 months ago and it was one of the best gay experiences of my life
Older Gym Stud
I was working out on the bench press by myself, I knew I should have had a spotter but I was there alone and was too shy to ask anyone else. I was benching 160, and was on my third rep when I went down and tried to push it back up but was havving trouble. I grunted and use all of my strength to get it back up but it wouldn't go. Suddenly a man came over and helped me with the bar to put it back up. Breathing heavily I layed back and looked up at the man who came rushing over to help me. He was gorgeous, about 6'2, black hair with just a touch of gray, looked about 40 or 45, very muscular, and a buldge in his pants that spoke volumes. "Thanks for the spot," I said, looking up at him. "No problem," he said, "but you should really have a spotter if you are going to lift that much weight." "I know," I said. Looking up at him, I saw his brown eyes and perfect smile. "Thanks though. That could have ended badly." He chuckled and walked around the bench to give me a hand and help me up. "I'm Jack," he said. "Jason." "You come here a lot?" he asked, "Every now and again." I replied. "I just moved here from up north," he said, "Pleased to meet you." "Likewise." "Here why don't you get up and spot me while I do a few reps." "Sure," I said and got up and he sat down on the bench. He lay back and I saw his shirt come up over his muscular stomach as he reach for the bar. I walked to the end of the bench and grabbed the bar. With one solid push he eased the bar off and went down. He was strong, very strong, he lifted it like it was a feather, up and down, and up and down, his muscles rippling with each powerful thrust of the bar. I found myself aroused by his muscular body and tried to hide my satisfaction by bending over. He seemed to notice and smiled at me, then put up the bar and sat up. "Well, I think that is enough for me today," he said, "I think I'm going to hit the showers, will you join me?" "Yeah," I said, "A shower would be nice after all this sweating." We walked down to the locker room together, chit chatting about this and that, and finally reached our lockers. I opened mine and took out my towel and soap and shampoo. "Damn, I forgot my shampoo, you think I could use yours?" Jack asked. "Yeah sure, no problem." I replied. I wrapped the towel around me and took my shorts and shirt off and placed them in my locker. I turned around and saw that Jack had already taken off his clothes and hadn't bothered to wrap a towel around his naked body. From the back, I could see his muscular ass and legs, smooth and tanned, and his strong back. He turned slowly just before he saw me take my eyes off his ass.