Gym Challenge(erotica)
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(A super-hung muscular teenager is challenged at the gym.)
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One of my fondest memories of my teenage sexual exploits took place when I was 18 at my local gym. Although I usually trained at home in our well-equipped basement, and inevitably ended up fucking my mother and sister afterwards, due to the rush of blood coursing through my body and enlarging, not just my biceps, triceps, quads and deltoids, but of course my giant 16+ inch dong, I decided to try out a more professional setting and enrolled in a gym called “Fitness Frenzy”.
The first time I went into the weights room, I was impressed by the high-tech equipment. I was going to be able to really pump iron here.
After my first 2h-long training session, using the leg press, the cable machine, dumbbells and barbells, I headed for the gym. Several guys had been openly staring at me and my overstuffed spandex shorts during my exercises, and a few actually followed me as soon as I left. As I was taking my top off, a guy came up behind my back.
“Hey, kid. You think it’s funny to stuff your shorts with socks? This is a serious gym. So get real or get outta here!” A couple of guys clapped their hands. “Yeah, he’s right!”
I finished taking my tank top off, revealing the most chiseled and pumped upper body these guys had ever seen and could only dream of. I flexed my left bicep a couple of times, creating a mountain of rock-hard muscle 25 inch around before looking at the guy.
“I ain’t stuffing my shorts.” I said calmly.
Laughs. I pulled down my spandex shorts enough to reveal the almost three-inch wide root of my monster softie. The laughs stopped. By the time my shorts were down to my ankles, the same guys who had been laughing were dumbfounded, mouths agape. I threw a towel over my shoulders and headed for the shower whistling, letting my colossal dong swing heavily between my thighs, revealing with each step, one giant sperm-maker at a time.
The next day, I came wearing loose fitting bermudas. I was there to train, to build more muscles, and I didn’t want to be disturbed again by small-dicked wannabes. It was Monday morning and I expected to have the gym pretty much to myself. Indeed, when I arrived at around 9am, I was the only one there. All the early morning users had left for work, and I could use any machine I wanted without disturbance. I used the opportunity to really push myself to the limits. For two hours, I did non-stop reps on the barbell and the leg press. I decided to slowly ease down by doing a few dumbbell flexes. Initially, I used 100lbs on each bell, 100 reps, then moved to 50 lbs bells. As I was halfway through this final exercise, three guys and three girls entered the gym. I heard some giggles and one of the guys said.
“Yeah, babe, watch me and Rod and Barney do some heavy bar lifting and then…” He stopped as he saw me flexing my arms while puffing and watching them nonchalantly. “Shit, there’s some guy here,” I heard him mumble. While the three guys whispered to each other, I observed the three women. Damn, they were hot!
The first one was wearing a tight-fitting pink gym suit with a white belt fastened around her extremely tiny waist. She was only about 5ft tall, long blond hair and two giant melons that were clearly hanging braless in her suit, as I could see the two small upturned nipples pushing at the fabric on the top half of those extremely firm (and probably fake) tits. The suit was also so tight that her huge boobs were pressed against each other, threatening to spill free from the lowcut cleavage of her lycra outfit.
The second beauty was a short-haired brunette in her thirties, quite taller than the other two, with a tank top and tight pants. Her hard abs were clearly visible, as well as the defined and chiseled sculpture of her upper arms. She was a fitness babe if I ever saw one. Big round tits were again pushing proudly forward and her long and muscular legs were crowned at the top by two super-hard buttocks.
The third cock-hardening woman was a bit older than the previous two, around 40 I would guess. She was a full-blooded latina with long curly hair, lots of makeup and an absolutely gigantic pair of boobs towering over a flat waist and a large but fat-free hips and ass. She was wearing a T-shirt torn at the top, presumably to accommodate the immense size of her bosom. Damn, she was even more stacked than my mother!
While I was pummeling her tits with my huge cock in my mind, the three guys approached me threateningly.
“Hey kid, beat it, this gym is for us today!” growled the tallest of the three, the guy I had heard when they entered the gym.
“Fuck you-” I calmly replied and I put the dumbbells down and took a towel to wipe the sweat off my face.
“What did you say boy?” he snarled as the other two encircled me with their arms on their waists.
“Leave him alone, he’s done nothing wrong.” one of the girls butted in.
“Thanks, mam, but I can defend myself.” I replied.
“I can see that.” she cooed while admiring my ultra-pumped arms. I was clearly way bigger than any of the three guys.
“That’s it, you think you’re some kind of muscle stud boy?” Jim (the first guy) asked menacingly.
“Yep, I am, and in all the right muscles.” I said while watching his girlfriend, the short blond blombshell, who blushed slightly.
“You’re gonna be sorry for thinking that boy!”
“Stop calling me boy, I’m more manly than all of you guys put together!” I challenged.
“Oh yeah?” they laughed. “Then, let’s have some fun. Best of three at any muscular challenge. The loser gets the hell out.”
“Ok. But let’s make it more challenging. I said I was more manly than ALL three of you put together. So I have to beat all of you TOGETHER. And if I win, I get to fuck your girlfriends”.
They looked puzzled for a while, the women were whispering and giggling.
“You’re on, this is gonna be so easy!” said Rod, the second guy. “Let’s start with barbells, maximum weight, ten pushes.”
“Fine by me.” I said. “Although something more sexually challenging would have been more interesting, like, biggest cock, who cums the most…”
They laughed.
“You’re on, cock length is the second challenge.” snarled Barney.
“And cum volume is the third.” I finished. “You guys go first on the barbell.”
“Alright, watch out babe, look how much I can lift!” bragged Jim as he lied down on the bench below the barbell. “Guys, put 150lbs at each end.”
“Ooh, that’s a lot!” cooed Barbara, the blonde bimbo. I sniggered to myself.
After 5 pushes, Jim was struggling, after 8 pushes, he was puffing like hell, and he simply couldn’t lift number 9. “Fuck! Fuck it!” he swore over and over again and he sat up. “It’s because I didn’t prep myself, that’s all.” he apologized. “Normally, I can lift 300lbs, no prob.” he snapped at me while pointing his finger at my face.
“Whatever,” I replied, “that’s zero. Your buddies had better lift something or I’ll win that round easy.”
Barney was next, he went for a safe 200lbs, and so did Rod. I had to beat 400lbs. Too easy.
As I lay on the bench, I instructed Rod and Barney to add 100lbs bells at each end to make it 400lbs. Then I told Jim, “Hey Jim, why don’t you add another 100lbs at each end. I wouldn’t want to make it too easy.”
“That’s 600lbs, you’ll never make it asshole.” he laughed as he added the weights.