Date: Sun, 21 Jan 2024 15:15:05 +0000 (UTC) From: Just Stuff Subject: Unexpected Gym Fun: (Gay Adult youth) This story is a work of fiction that involves a consensual sexual relationship between an adult and a minor. If you are not of legal age, or it is illegal to read or view such material in your country, please leave now. If you enjoy what you find here, please consider donating to Nifty - https://donate.nifty.org/ I'd love to hear your feedback -- juststuff@myyahoo.com Unexpected Gym Fun: Running on the treadmill I watched the little guy in the red and black workout pants and tight black shirt. He was young, but he knew what he was doing. He'd been working out on the rowing machine before moving to an incline ab bench. I'd watched his young, thin frame bending forward. His arms contracted along with the muscles in his back. The way he'd bent at the waist pushing his little ass out just right. Now his shirt would fall up his chest when he would lay back exposing his glistening white skin and contracting abs. I could feel myself getting hard in my joggers. The small shorty shorts did nothing to hide my flapping dick that was inflating at the site of this little auburn-haired hottie. My bouncing balls didn't help the situation any either. Anyone who looked in my general direction would be able to tell that my seven inches were blowing up like a Macy's Day balloon. I'd heard his sister and her friend a few days before. How she hated bringing her 14-year-old brother with her to the gym. Why couldn't he just play video games like all the other kids they knew instead of continuously having to tag along with her? Apparently, he wanted to stay in shape for the wrestling season he was on, but he was too skinny they would tease as they continued working on their squats to get a rounded ass. He was skinny too. I'd seen him pull his shirt off to switch it out for a dry one that day. Small pecs high and tight. The moment the cool air wrapped around his nipples they squeezed tight puckering out just inviting a tongue to swirl around them. The nubs poking out begging to be nibbled. Long thin muscled legs that I could envision wrapped around my waist as my hands cupped his perky globes as the helmet of my cock teased his puckered hole. I shook the vision from my daydream and then glanced at the kid. He was looking at me. His dark eyes took in all of me as I ran on the treadmill. Looking down I realized he was taking in more than I probably should have wanted to show. My cock was standing straight out, and a small dark wet spot was absorbing around the tip of my dick. At first, I wanted to grab it and squeeze it, but I wasn't going to be a creepy guy. Instead, I turned from him and hit the stop button. I'd go to the locker room and take care of my little problem all the while dreaming of what he would look like on his back. With only his small briefs on. He'd not yet have the musky scent of a man, but he'd still have that sweaty smell of a boy who's been working out lingering around his privates. How his thin but muscled arms would be wrapped behind his head and those dark eyes would gaze at me questioningly. I'd have him pull his knees up to his chest. His long hairless legs led to his growing feet. I could imagine his big feet and long thin toes. What they would taste like as I sucked on each one listening to his moans. How I'd reach down and slowly pull his skivvies around his perky ass uncovering the perfect ass as it slowly opened to the world. Slowly, I'd open my present by pulling his briefs down those legs before they fell wide allowing his hairless balls room to fall between his cheeks almost to his puckering little hole. I could almost feel myself salivate from what I wanted to do to this kid. Quickly I made my escape down the stairs to the first level and across the gym to the locker room. A few people were lingering as they chatted about the day. Usually, I would find a reason to linger so I could watch the younger hotties undress and find out what they were packing, but today I needed to release the visions I was having spurt after spurt on the shower wall. Undressing with my back to everyone I wrapped a towel around myself and made my way to the individual showers. As I walked around the corner I glanced over at the urinals, and he was standing there. As I walked by he just stared at the wall in front of him as he did his business. Damn! My mind screamed, but he never glanced up or gave any indication that he was there for anything other than the piss he was taking. Making my way to the last shower on the left I pulled the curtain and placed my bag on the ground of the tiny changing room. Hung my towel on the hook and started the shower that was in its small room to the right. The steam quickly filled the area as the hot water cut through the cold air of the tiled room. I pulled my shower goods from the bag and placed them in the small cubby on the wall before climbing under the hot water. I held my head under the large showerhead that flowed straight down as if I were standing in the rain. I loved taking showers at the gym for this reason. The shower head was amazing, and they never ran out of hot water. I ran my hands across my chest, gave my nipples a tweak, and played with them for a moment. Then ran my hands down my stomach to my cock that was already hard and pulsing with the beat of my heart. It was impatient for some attention. I gave a slight moan when a small noise brought my eyes open. There, in my small changing cubical the boy stood watching my large hands stroking my cock from tip to base as my other hand squeezed on my balls. I almost shot my load right then. His dark eyes intently watching me. Like the water, his dark gaze traveled my wet body from tip to toes and back again. His gaze did linger on my hard cock for just a moment. In a flash, he pulled his wet shirt off tossed it into the corner, and flung his shoes with the shirt. My heartbeat was faster as I took in his thin chest, wiry arms, and long legs. Was he going to pull down his red pants and let me see all the goods or was he going to tease me to come before disappearing? He snapped his fingers and pointed at the small ledge that separated the shower from the changing cubicle. My brows rose and my eyes widened in surprise. In my 37 years, I had never been one to be bossed around. I was never one to be attracted to some 14-year-old either. I was a good-looking successful guy. Single, with little extra money to spare, and fit. I'd never had a hard time finding a good time, and I'd most certainly never let someone tell me what to do. I found myself edging closer to him. Leaving the security of the hot water for the chilly air. I wanted to stand over him, I wanted to smirk then grab a handful of his thick hair and jerk his head back exposing his neck. I wanted to roughly, forcefully run my lips up the nape of his neck and run my tongue along his perfect jaw tasting the sweat and leaving marks from my course facial hair on his flawless young skin. I wanted to mark him as mine. He gave a quick, decisive snap pointing to the ground again, and I found myself lowering to my knees before him. My mind screamed, What the fuck are you doing giving in to him?? At the same time, I wanted him so badly, and knowing he was only 14 I'd have to do it on his terms, so I didn't get found out. His tight lips opened in a knowing smile. He hooked his thumbs into his waistband and started to pull down his pants. His cock gave a bounce as the fabric unleashed it. Kicking his pants to the side he took a single step towards me. He stood in the steamy air naked as the day he was born. Completely hairless cock that rested on hairless balls that were in the stages of dropping. His cock started rising as I stared at it until it hardened to its full almost six inches. He was big for his age. It was on the thinner side, but I'd seen grown men with smaller cocks than this kid. It looked as if he were from a line of big dicked men, and he was going to be proud to display that to his friends and fuck buddies. He widened his stance and motioned for me. I wasn't sure what he wanted but I leaned in shoving my nose into his ball sack and inhaling. Just as I'd imagined earlier, he didn't have the musky man scent yet, but he did have the unwashed boy about him with a hint of manhood on the way. He tried to step back from me, but I reached out and grabbed him by the back of the legs. Pulling my nose from his crotch my tongue couldn't help lapping around his sweaty sack. My eyes went to his face as I tongue bathed him, and the look on his face changed from `what are you doing?' to `keep that up!' I could tell this was his first time, and I was going to treat him right. Quickly my tongue circled his balls before I took each one into my warm mouth and gently sucked. As I sucked my tongue slithered out between his legs to add a little pressure directly behind his balls. The whole while I gave his balls the executive treatment I was watching that hard cock just above my nose twitch and quiver before I'd focus on his face and the pleasure I was causing. I pushed my hips out and let the hot water fall on my open ass, and I saw his eyes go to where my cheeks were spread open. I could tell he was curious, and he'd probably watched enough porn to know what I was suggesting. From his sack, I licked up his shaft. My eyes never left his face as I teased his perfect helmet and that sweet spot where cock and dick head met. His whole body shivered before I sank down on his cock to the base. Primal instinct kicked in and he took two fistfuls of hair and instantly started fucking my mouth. His young cock twitched and quivered as it slid across my tongue hitting the back of my throat. I could hear his slight moans and whimpers, and I knew he would not last long. He started aggressively grunting and I knew I was about to get the reward of his young life. He slammed his hips into my face again and again. His balls contracting against my chin, he was trying to ground them against my chin as he fucked my face as if he wasn't sure which pleasure to chase, but he wanted all of them. To help him out I reached between his young legs I pressed that spot right behind your balls. He practically went limp in my hands. Pressing down on my immovable hand as he fucked my face. Pulling my head one way then another as he adjusted his gyrating hips to find that perfect spot. His young hips slid in my mouth, and as he pulled back I pressed my finger against his tight little pucker. He swiveled his hips so that my finger pressed into him to the first knuckle and my thumb ground against the base of his balls. Painfully he jerked my face forward fucking for all he was worth. The entire time his eyes were glued to my ass as spurt after spurt of watery cum filled my mouth. He held my head pressing his cock as far in as it would go, and I sucked for all I was worth. His grip loosened and his head fell back. His glazed eyes stared at the tile wall in total ecstasy before he regained awareness. Slowly he pulled off my hand before pulling his deflating cock from my mouth. I smiled at him, but he just stared at me as if I were something to be used. Slowly he stepped back as if in indecision of what he was doing here, and how he was going to get out of the situation. Quickly he turned to retrieve his clothes. As he bent over his muscular cheeks spread just enough to give me a glimpse of his pink puckered hole. I wanted to shove my face in there and pleasure him, but I figured that would come later. He quickly dressed and exited my shower. I knew that he'd be back. Once young boys got a taste of such pleasures they sought them out as a thirsty man in the desert. I brought my hand to my nose smelling his ass from my fingers as I reached down and took hold of my cock. Imagining that I was eating that hole and shoving my tongue in as far as it would go, and how it would grip my tongue in pleaser as he took hold of my hair and fucked himself on my swirling tongue I shot load after load all over the tile wall.