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Working out with a bodybuilder

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by MuscleStud I was in the middle of a full-body workout when into the gym walks one hell of a body. Ripped muscles. Tanned. Perfect chest and shoulders. This guy worked out hard and his body proved it. He warmed up on the treadmill. I kept trying not to look at him. But damn, his body was the one I've been trying to mold mine after. I glanced over at him on the treadmill and saw his powerful legs moving effortlessly. I looked up to his face and noticed he was looking at me. Eye contact! Man was I nervous. I quickly looked away and went on about my workout. I didn't want him to think I was checking him out. To the bench press I went. Loaded the bar up. And started a set. Added more weight. Pushed myself to get the 10th rep in. Added more weight. I was pushing to get the 8th rep in, trying hard to get the bar up so I wouldn't get pinned under it. And I got it up. "Looks like you barely got it up," a voice said. It was him. Standing in front of the bench press. This man of muscles was talking to me! "Yeah, it was a struggle" I answered. He asked if I could use a spotter. I'm not used to working out with a spotter. "I'm used to going it alone," I said. He replied, "It's fun working out with someone. You can really push each other to go farther." He worked his chest while I spotted. His chest was powerful. He heaved that weight up in the air like it was no effort at all. On to working biceps and triceps. Back and shoulders. It was a gruelling workout. He pushed me to lift more weight than I've ever lifted. After the workout we headed to the locker room. I went to my locker and thought he was following me until I realized his locker, by coincidence, was next to mine. I was nervous as hell. Not only am I not used to working out with another guy, but I'm not used to being naked around another guy. I didn't say much and he was all talk. I tried not to make eye contact with him. I didn't want him thinking I was checking him out. I purposely tried not to look at his body or his cock that he was trying to put right in my sight. He kept talking about his workout routine, what I could achieve if I kept lifting heavy poundages, what supplements he takes, what I should take. And then he said, "You don't have to be nervous around me." "It's just that, well, I'm not used to being naked in front of another guy," I said. "Why? You've got a great body, nice looking cock. You've got nothing to be embarrassed about, so why are you nervous?" he said. "I don't know" and I headed for the showers. I noticed he stopped and talked with a couple of other guys before entering the shower. He went to a shower across the room from me. I tried not to look at him, but damn he was hot. I wanted to see what his body looked like with water running down his rippling muscles. I got hard in an instant. He was soaping up his body and his cock was getting thick. The bubbles ran down his chisled abs, down to his pubic hair and slowly down the length of his shaft. Oh how I wanted to wash that cock of his for him. He turned off the water. Grabbed his towel and headed for the sauna. I was nervous. I've read the stories about what goes on in the sauna. I thought something could happen in there. He seemed to be coming on to me, what with that compliment about my body and my cock. What should I do? Stay? Go home? I headed for the sauna. He was sitting on one side of the sauna. I sat on the other. I tried not to look at him. I kept my eyes relatively closed. But it was hard keeping them completely closed as I watched the sweat drip off his muscles. They were pumped with blood, rock hard, and glistening in the light. My cock was hard and I noticed the bulge under his towel. "You still nervous?" he asked. "Yeah." I answered. He took of his towel and smiled. I took off my towel. He pinched his nipple and grabbed his cock. He slowly stroked down the length of the shaft and back up. He looked at me and I did the same. And then he said, "I've never seen an uncircumsized cock before." I couldn�t believe it. I was the first uncut cock he's ever seen? Surely this guy, who lives and breathes at the gym, has seen more than one uncut cock in his life? He got up and walked over. Sat next to me. He watched me pull the foreskin up and over my cockhead, and back down the length of my shaft. Precum was oozing out of his cock as sweat boiled out of his muscles. We stroked our cocks and our breathing got deeper. He moved his thigh over and touched my leg. I could feel his hot skin next to mine. His breathing was the same as mine. Our cocks were enjoying the same pleasure. He reached over and grabbed my cockhead and cupped it in his palm. As I stroked the shaft, he rubbed my glans into his palm. I moaned in esctacy. He watched in amazement as my foreskin slid back and forth. I removed my hand and he took hold of my shaft and stroked. And stroked. And stroked. He stood up and kneeled on the bench in front of us. Aimed his cock at mine and touched his cockhead upon mine. And then he stroked my foreskin up over my glans and onto his. He stroked his cock at the same time. Our precum mixing within my skin as it slid over my head and onto his. I reached up and played with his nipple. He started grunting and moaning. Soon he started thrusting his cock against my head, forcing my shaft go do deeper into my foreskin, and more of my skin to cover his shaft. It was if he was fucking my cock! "You're so fucking hot"he said to me as I watched his body flex. He stroked harder and faster. I couldn't hold back. "I'm gonna cum." He quickly withdrew his cock from my foreskin, and took both our cocks in his hand. Our bodies touching each other. His chest against mine. His bulging bicep across my neck. He fisted our two cocks in his hand. I started thrusting my cock into his fist, watched it slide against his shaft and came and came and came. Spurts of jism shot out, landed on his abs, oozed out into his fist. And he kept pumping. His breathing was so fast. His buttocks clinched and out shot hot snot from his cock. His arms were so huge as he held his grip tight around our cocks, milking every bit of juice from our cocks. Massaging our cum together into our dicks. He let go, and rubbed our milk into his abs and breathed lightly. Then he looked up at me and smiled. "Like working out, it's a lot funner having a partner than going it alone." We headed to the showers and called it a day. We've worked out a few times together and have had private posing session with each other. Nothing beats a full body massage after a hard posing session after a tough day at the gym. But that's another story...