Date: Tue, 7 Nov 2017 23:40:55 -0800 From: Darrin P. Subject: Exploring My Attraction to My Dad, Chapter Two: The Gym ***This is a fantasy story largely based around a boy named Kevin and his dad. Some of the events are inspired by real life. I'll let you decide which those are. I enjoy stories that have a healthy amount of erotica, but seem realistic and don't rush things too quickly. That's what this story will be. I'm not sure exactly how long it will go, but I have quite a few scenarios I'd like to see played out before the end. I welcome any feedback or suggestions about where you'd like to see the story go. Maybe I'll use some of them. ppendere@gmail.com Enjoy!*** Update: I wrote this chapter sooner than I expected to so don't assume that future chapters will all be available as soon. I appreciate all the feedback and compliments. Everyone seems to be enjoying it so far. As I'm writing this, I'm beginning to realize that it's going to be longer than I initially expected. Right now, I have plans for about 6-7 chapters, but that will most likely increase as the story develops and as I fill in the blanks. Please be patient and enjoy the ride. Nifty always welcomes donations, so please contribute at your discretion. Chapter 2: The Gym I snuck into the house quietly and took the family laptop into my room. If I got caught with it, I'd just say I was working on something for school. I pulled the DVD from its casing and inserted it into the drive. I plugged in a set of headphones and waited impatiently for the movie to load. Soon enough a menu appeared with various scenes to select from. I didn't have much time, so I just started from the beginning. I pulled out my cock from my shorts but was too preoccupied studying the movie to jerk it. The settings, the locations, the men - all aggressively sexual in a way I could never be. At the bench, in the showers and the locker rooms, it didn't matter where they were these men wanted sex and they had to have it right then. If the gym was half as sexualized as this movie portrayed, I'd be in for a treat. My hard dick was leaking precum by now as I gazed upon so many muscular, well hung men all enjoying each other's bodies. I saw them fucking each other in the ass and I thought if I was ever going to do anything with my dad, it would probably be that. I would need to let him fuck me in the ass like he was moaning about when I spied on him. That, and sucking on his balls of course. I saw a big hairy muscle bear in one of the scenes. I stayed on this scene for a bit. He was in the locker room wearing what I would later learn was a jockstrap. His hairy ass protruding out for all to see, which was too much for a younger member of the gym to resist. Soon they were in each other's arms kissing. The scene intensified and it wasn't long before the hairy dad was fucking the younger stud. His cock slid in and out so delicately and the younger man seemed to be in a heavenly place. Just as they were both about to cum, I heard a knock at my door. "Hey Kev, you ready bud?" my dad asked as I slammed the laptop shut and pulled my shirt over my hard cock. Luckily I hadn't removed my shorts so nothing seemed out of the ordinary as my dad walked in. "I thought you wanted to go to the gym and here you are playing on the computer. Did you change your mind?" "No dad, I was just working on something for school. I still want to go" I replied. "Ok then, let's see what we can find for you to wear" my dad said. We went through my drawers until we found some suitable gym type clothes. My dad put them into his gym bag and said we could change at the gym. On the drive to the gym, my dad immediately started into his training. There was an excitement to his voice that I'd never heard before. I was still a little timid, but my dad assured me that he'd start me off slow to build a good foundation for weight training. He said that once I had built the fundamentals of form and knew which were the best exercises to perform, I'd probably start building muscle in no time. He added that I'd need to increase my protein intake as well and offered to get me some of the same protein shake mix that he used. It all sounded intimidating and exciting at the same time. I never thought of myself as a particularly attractive kid, but maybe this would help. Maybe my dad would notice. We arrived at the gym and my dad started a new membership for me at the front counter. At first, I noticed the front desk attendant was a large chubby guy in the polo shirt. He helped my dad with the membership, and I couldn't help but question why a chubby guy like him would work at a gym. He was attractive sure, but where were all the muscle guys walking around without any underwear on underneath their gym shorts? Where were the huge pecs and nipples bursting from tank tops? In fact, as I looked onto the gym floor, I didn't really see any of that. There were a lot of women in the cardio area and on some of the machines. There were some younger guys and older guys also, but no one that really resembled the actors from the movie. I was starting to think that maybe the gym wasn't such a bastion of raw testosterone as I was led to believe. My last hope was for the locker room. I was anxious to check it out and I think my dad noticed because he said I could go ahead as he finished the last of the paperwork. This was it. A chance to gaze upon the gods of the locker room uninhibited by my father's presence. I walked in to a completely empty room filled with lockers, benches and showers that were unfortunately divided into individual stalls and closed off by glass doors much like the one in my dad's bathroom. My enthusiasm fell flat onto the wet floor. "Hey little man, you must be Kevin" I heard as I turned to see who was behind me. I had to look up and back away from the beast of a man that now stood before me. "Fuck" was all I could think and whisper quietly to myself. "Hi I'm Kristopher, your dad's gym buddy, but my friends just call me KC for short" he said. "Nice to meet you" I replied as I stumbled to regained my composure. KC was indeed a beast of a man. He stood 6'3 and weighed in at about 250 lbs most of which was muscle. He stuck out his hand to shake mine, which felt as though he would crush it with the strength of his grip. This was the man that fantasies were made of and somehow, he knew my dad. "Hey Kevin, this is KC. Hope you don't mind him joining us today. We usually workout at the same times and sometimes we'll do a workout together" my dad said as he came up behind. "Yeah, little man. Mick has told me a lot about you and your brother and he's wanted you to come workout with us for a while now. Glad you could finally make it" KC added. "KC and I work together at the station and if you haven't already noticed, KC's a body builder and does competitions sometimes" my dad chimed in again. "That's right, little man. I'm here today to make sure that your dad trains you right and gets you started on your path to body building like me." KC chuckled as he spoke and I blushed at the thought that I could ever be as big as him. "Hey Mick, did you see who's here today?" "Who?" my dad asked. "Seducer..." KC replied. There was a sense of thrill and mystery to his tone. "Oh please, when are you gonna get over her?" my dad asked. "Never, if she keeps tempting everyone in the gym the way she does" "Who is Seducer?" I wanted to know. My dad started over to a bench and began to get dressed in his gym clothes. "It's a nickname we have for this really sexy lady that comes to the gym in her tight yoga pants every time. She has this favorite back exercise where she puts a barbell on her shoulders and bends over at the waist until her pussy is practically staring at you in the face." "What's a pussy?" I asked. "Really, little man?" KC laughed "How old are you? It's where a man puts his dick into a woman until he shoots his load inside her. That's her pussy." "KC really!" my dad interjected. KC had a grin on his face like a kid telling a dirty secret. "Hey Mick, he probably hears worse at school in those sex ed classes these days. Am I right kid?" KC asked as he nudged me with his massive arm. I just responded with a look of confusion. "Anyway. I keep flirting with her and asking if she wants a spot, but she just blows me off" "Yeah KC! Because she probably doesn't want a creepy guy who stares at her ass all day long to go anywhere near her" my dad laughed. "Oh no, she loves the attention. Women like her, they crave it. She probably goes home after the gym and fucks herself with a 10 inch dildo wishing it was my cock" KC then grabbed his bulge and squeezed. "You'll have to ignore him Kevin, he can be a bit vulgar and crude at times. Just don't tell your mom I have such a sleazy friend" my dad admonished. "Hey! I might be crude, but when it comes down to it, I'm a class act all the way." KC replied. "Which is why you're so happily single" my dad joked. KC suddenly took a very serious look and stared my dad straight into the eyes. "Really Mick? That was incredibly hurtful." Their stare intensified and I began to wonder how my dad would survive the beating he was about to endure. But instead they both erupted in laughter moments later and I couldn't help but laugh myself. I was really beginning to like KC and was glad he'd be joining us in the gym. We all got undressed and began to change. I wanted to watch my dad, but I was distracted by KC's massive presence. First, KC pulled off his shirt in such a way that looked like it had to be precise otherwise his shirt might get stuck around his muscular frame. He had the largest pecs I have ever seen on another individual. Even the nude actors in the movie couldn't compare to this man. After his shirt, KC unbuttoned his pants and began to pull them down. He revealed that he was also wearing a jockstrap much like the one in the movie although it looked older and more used. He turned and chatted with my dad some more as I soaked in the sight. KC looked like he had shaved all over his body. I never imagined a smooth man could look so good, but KC pulled it off. Every inch of his body looked as though it has been manufactured for an anatomy class. It seemed like each muscle was fighting for a position of prominence and it produced a glorious picture of a man. I looked towards his crotch and could just make out tiny specks of flesh where the fabric on his jockstrap had started to fade. His bulge stood proud and majestic as if to make a statement to the world. He must've had to largest ball sack and cock to produce such a sight. KC turned and bent over to pick up his shorts which gave me the most brief and perfect view of his asshole. I'd never seen another man's hole before. KC's was smooth as well and a beautiful pink color. Viewing his asshole left my mouth dry which for some reason gave me the desire to lick it. His cheeks still protruded out like two large mounds even when he was bent over. As he pulled up his shorts, the waist band cupped the underside of his ass cheeks for just a split second before releasing and causing his ass to bounce ever so slightly. Before I knew it both my dad and KC had changed, and I was there staring into space. They ushered me to hurry up and I quickly changed doing my best to hide the boner in my underwear. Out on the gym floor, KC pointed out Seducer performing her signature move in front of the mirrors. His gaze rested on her slim body for just a moment before returning towards the weight room. During our workout, my dad and KC introduced me the different types of equipment and what they were called. They went over various exercises and KC always demonstrated the proper form before I tried. KC's jockstrap pulled his ass up nicely in his gym shorts and when he bent over you could see the outline of the two straps coming from underneath his tree trunk legs. The whole workout went smoothly and as promised they both took it easy on me. I was surprised at how fun it was bonding with my dad and his friend. KC came across as a big tough guy at first, but when it came down to it was very gentle and sweet. Every time I did an exercise he'd cheer me on and encourage me. He had a very positive attitude, especially in the gym and it was infectious. My dad was also different. It dawned on me that I'd never really seen my dad in the presence of another guy friend. He seemed like a new person and the three of us got along very well. Towards the end of the workout, I ran over to get a drink from the water fountain. When I was finished, I turned and directly in front of me was the handsome man from the video store. I think his name was Dan. "Hey kid, you shouldn't have been in that video store. There are bad people in there that would take advantage of you. Promise me you won't go in there anymore" Dan admonished with a very serious tone. "I promise" I replied strictly out of obedience. I couldn't believe I was standing face to face with this man. My first cock. It was only just that morning I had my lips around his dick. The man who tormented me with the dilemma of whether to stare at his handsome face or his bulge. He probably still had some of my saliva on his cock and balls. In the light of the gym, Dan was even more handsome. He was wearing shorts and a tank top just like KC. He was tall, lean and muscular. Much like some would call a swimmer's build. He obviously worked out regularly. Dan seemed satisfied with my response and raced off in the direction of the exit. I watched his ass bounce as he left and he walked in such a way as to say that I'd never see him at that gym again. As fate would have it, I never did see him there again and I can only assume he started going to a different gym altogether. Dad and KC met me at the water fountain and we walked towards the locker room. I was secretly anticipating our shower to come. I noticed earlier that there were only two shower stalls but three of us. This would mean someone would have to share and no matter how you sliced it, it was going to be amazing. In the locker room, KC started to undress and stripped down again to his jockstrap. He pulled a towel out of his bag and headed towards the showers. I guess that meant the last one was for me and my dad. But my dad just got our things and motioned for us to leave. I asked why we weren't taking a shower like KC, but my dad said we could just shower at home. "Your dad's embarrassed to get naked in front of all the other boys" KC shouted from the shower which was now streaming hot water down his muscular frame. I was sorely disappointed and was a little sulky on the way home. My gym experience, although fun, was nothing like the movie I had watched. "I'm really glad you came today buddy and I hope you continue to workout with us" my dad said as he placed his hand on my thigh and squeezed. "Whoa, I can already feel the muscles growing stud" he laughed. "Stop" I said as I blushed and laughed along with him. I really liked this side of my dad and although the gym wasn't a room full of muscular men in an orgy of sweat and cum, I still wanted to stick with it. "Pretty soon you'll be as big and hairy as me or your brother Brad" he added. "You think so? I'm not very hairy right now" I asked. "Sure bud, believe me. It's in your genes. Brad seemed to get big and hairy overnight right when he was around your age. It'll happen any day now" my dad reassured me. "Dad, what was that thing that KC had on?" I asked. "What thing?" "That weird underwear with no back" I added. "Oh!" he laughed. "That's a jockstrap. Guys used to wear them all the time at the gym when I was your age. It's kind of nice to keep your package in place but allows for better range of movement and airflow when you're all sweaty from working out." "How come we don't wear them?" "Well I guess we could. Might as well do it right like KC. How about we order some online when we get home?" he replied "Sure!" I was instantly excited again. I was going to be able to wear a jockstrap like JC and maybe show off my ass a bit around them both. If dad wanted an ass to fuck, then maybe I could show mine off and hopefully put the idea in his head. We soon got home and my dad said he'd prepare us both protein shakes while I went and got the laptop from my room. We sat down at the livingroom desk and my dad plugged in the power cord. He opened the laptop and it started up. After a few moments, the media player started up like it was about to play something. Suddenly my heart sank as I realized that my movie was still in the drive and that it was starting up. If dad saw what was in there, it would be a disaster. I did the first thing that came to mind and pretended to sneeze while spilling my shake into my dad's lap. At the same time, just as I saw the DVD menu come up on the screen, I grabbed the laptop screen and slammed it closed. My dad jumped from his chair "Damn it Kevin, you got protein shake on me. Luckily, I caught it before more spilled out of the container. What's got into you?" he asked. "Sorry dad, I felt like I had to sneeze" I replied. "Well give me some warning next time bud" he admonished. He went to the kitchen to dry off the little that had spilled into his lap while my heart was racing for another reason entirely. I opened the laptop again and it started to load. I kept pushing on the drive eject button to get the movie out before dad returned. I got it out and into my hand just as my dad was returning. "Ok, let's try this again" he said. I had no way of getting rid of the movie without appearing suspicious, so I dropped it into the trash can under the desk and would come back for it later. My dad pulled up some shopping sites, but nothing really had any great options for jockstraps. My body was still coming down from the shock of almost getting caught by my dad. "Must be a specialty item these days" my dad said as he searched for jockstraps in the internet search engine. What popped up were sites that specifically sold men's underwear and some images of male models in jockstraps. I couldn't believe that my dad and I were both there at the computer looking at almost naked men. As my dad scrolled through the selection, we came across one picture where the front almost looked see through. In fact, it was see through. There nestled in black mesh pouch of a designer jockstrap was this male model's uncut penis. It looked like his pubes were trimmed down to almost nothing and his body may as well have been sculpted from clay. It seemed like my dad scrolled past that particular item even slower than the rest until it was finally off the screen. "Here!" he said. "I think this is the brand that Casey buys." "Who's Casey?" I asked "K-C?" he replied. "You just met him at the gym." "Oh yeah, sorry. I thought you said something else" I replied. Casey! I thought he said C-A-S-E-Y, Casey! That was the name I heard him moaning about when he was getting off. Could it be he said "KC" in actuality? My heart started to race again. I couldn't even focus on the screen now. What mysterious code had I just cracked in an innocent moment of conversation? What did this mean? Was my dad gay for KC or was it just a coincidence? If he was, I wouldn't blame him. KC was gorgeous. But now I was even less interested to watch KC at the gym and even more interested to watch my dad in response to KC at the gym. I couldn't believe my thoughts. Could it actually be that my dad was attracted to another man, to his friend? I had hoped and fantasized for a long time that my dad would be attracted to guys, but I never thought in my wildest dreams that it could be true. He seemed too masculine and strangely too boring to be secretly attracted to guys. He was just my dad. Nothing special or peculiar about him. I was suspicious now but at this point, I wasn't certain. My dad finished the order and told me they'd arrive in a couple days. I couldn't wait to get them and start showing off my tight asshole to KC and my dad. KC seemed to enjoy Seducer bending over for him. Maybe he'd enjoy me doing the same. When they finally arrived, I couldn't wait to try one on and head to the gym. As my dad and I were about to leave that day, I realized I had made another crucial mistake and left the DVD of gay porn in the trash can under the desk. I panicked and went rummaging through the trash with no luck. It wasn't there anymore. My movie was gone. My best hope was that no one had noticed but just took out the trash before I got to it. I couldn't be sure and the whole rest of the day I was on edge. I was incredibly quiet at the gym which both KC and my dad noticed. Over the next few days, I had my ear to the ground for anything said about me. Nothing seemed to stand out, and I just assumed it was thrown out with the trash. Needless to say, I would never make that mistake again. I had to be careful from now on. I continued to go to the gym with dad and KC. At first, I would take every opportunity to bend over and show off my asshole, but with little results to show for it. I watched to see if my nudity had any effect, but both KC and my dad proceeded as if things were normal. My dad seemed himself around KC and it was always the same routine. We'd change, workout, and then KC would stay behind to shower after we left. Eventually, the locker room became just another place. Sure, I'd see a naked guy now and then, but none them could hold a candle to either of my gym partners. I began to think that I must had been wrong about my initial suspicions regarding my dad. He was just a normal guy. How could I think otherwise? The excitement wore off and I went back to thinking of him strictly as my dad. I did find solace in smelling his worn jockstraps when he wasn't home. I'd sneak into his room and pull out a dirty jockstrap and use it to jerk off with. The sweet scent of my father's musky odor was a big turn on. I'd almost always find a pubic hair or two given that my dad was so hairy. He obviously didn't trim his pubes like the internet model. After some time, I thought it would be even hotter to cum inside my dad's clean jockstrap before he wore it. I'd find a specific pair and cum inside them, sometimes minutes before he'd put them on. They'd still look a bit damn but he never seemed to notice. It was all a silly psychological game playing out in my head. Over the next few months, I turned 15 and my fantasies still ran wild. I fantasized about my dad, my dad and KC together. I fantasized about handsome faced Dan and even the chubby guy behind the gym front desk whom I learned was named Chad. I thought about my dad wearing my cum stained jock to the gym. I thought about ways to get one of KC's used jocks or how I might cum inside one of his clean ones. Even better was, as my dad predicted, almost overnight my body hair came in. I wasn't nearly as hairy as my dad yet, but it was a promising start. My body also started to change. I was getting much stronger at the gym and progressing quickly. I was putting on weight in the form of muscle and kids at school were looking at me differently. Suddenly all my clothes seemed to be much more form fitting and it gave me a new sense of confidence. Even Jonathan Rush appeared to take notice of my developing frame and I hadn't had a run in with him for weeks now. All through the school year, I diligently committed to going to the gym and it was paying off nicely. Not only in my body, but also in my relationship with my dad. Now we had inside jokes and knew things about each other that neither my mom nor brother knew. My brother always worked out with his baseballs buddies, but now seemed jealous of me and my newly formed bond with my dad. My dad would gloat about me at the dinner table to the point where my brother would have to put an end to it. I also noticed that I enjoyed the gym. There was a stress release that I got from working out with heavy weights, which helped me to be more relaxed at home and school. I enjoyed developing myself and pushing my limits. I was becoming more aggressive and courageous. There were even moments when I kind of felt like a jock. I'd never thought that was possible for me, but a developing chest goes a long way towards jock status. KC and my dad were there the whole time to train me. My dad even told me that he and KC had become better friends because KC pretty much worked out exclusively with us now when he could. KC was always so positive and supportive, that it made working out fun even when I didn't feel like going. I was enjoying my new body and confidence and had almost forgotten about my attraction to my dad except for my fantasies. I had just started summer school when there was a gas leak discovered on campus and the students were sent home early for safety reasons. Unfortunately, my grades required me to attend summer school. For a few days, my mom had taken Brad to the college he was going to attend next fall for some final things before he moved into the dorms. My dad couldn't go with them because he had to work and couldn't get the time off. I decided to walk home rather than ride the bus as it would give me a chance to walk past the video store. When I got there, I slowly passed by and noticed Darryl up front at the counter again. It was difficult to see through the glass, but I got the impression that he saw me and winked. I thought again about the movie he had given me and how I hadn't had a chance to watch it after I threw it away. Dan had warned me about the store but there was really no harm in just going in to purchase another movie and maybe a sex toy as well. I'd began to wonder what it must feel like to have something like a dick up your ass. The guys in the movie appeared to really enjoy it and I could fantasize that it was my father's cock inside of me. I decided I would go home to get my money and then come back. I was few hundred feet from my house when I noticed Jonathan Rush just in front of me with someone else I didn't recognize. He was an attractive kid about my age and they appeared to be in a little bit of a tussle. I slowly backed behind a tree to wait out the argument. Even with my newly found confidence, I wasn't stupid. Jonathan seemed to be harassing the other kid and I wondered how long I'd have to wait there for it to be over. He really can be a dick sometimes. Suddenly the other kid took a swing at Jonathan and just barely caught him in the chin. Jonathan stepped back a bit and looked stunned. I don't know if anyone had ever hit him before. Unfortunately, it didn't look like the kid got him very good. Jonathan immediately came back with a swing of his own, but he happened to be holding a glass bottle in his hand. I heard a loud crash as the bottle smashed into the forehead of the other kid. He had hit the other kid across the face, who then fell to the ground holding his head. I felt filled with a rage that I'd never known before. It was one thing to harass or joke with other kids. It was another thing entirely to strike them as hard as he did. I jumped out from behind the tree screaming out "Hey! Leave him alone!" and ran as fast as I could knowing full well what I would do when I reached him. Bottle or no bottle, it was going to be two against one in this fight. Jonathan looked startled and scared as he ran off down the street the moment he saw me. I came upon the kid kneeling in the grass and noticed blood running from his head. I immediately took of my shirt out of instinct and fastened it around his head. I told him to hold it there to try and stop the bleeding and that I'd go get help. I ran towards my house to call 911, but noticed that my dad's car was in the driveway. I thought that he had to work that day, but maybe I was mistaken. I figured I would go get my dad first and he'd know if I needed to call for an ambulance. I burst through the front door calling his name. No response. I ran up the stairs to his bedroom door. As I turned the handle and began to enter, I vaguely heard the words "Don't come in!" but before my brain could register, I opened the door.