Date: Sat, 19 Jan 2013 00:33:53 +0000

From: Mike Ball <maybranch@googlemail.com>

Subject: Gym Twink Chapter 1



This story is about a developed teenage twink discovering life's

pleasures. It will depict graphic acts of sex between men & hot

twinks, and a sexualised home life. If that offends you or you're too

young by the laws of your country please don't read on.





This is my first part of my story so I would really appreciate

feedback, but please don't be too harsh with me, I'm still learning!

Ideas for future story lines are welcome although I do have quite a

few directions I'd like to take Justin's story already mapped out in

my head.





There is no discussion of condoms in this story but that doesn't mean

in real life you shouldn't always use a rubber, and I don't promote

promiscuity either, fantasies are usually best kept in our fantasy

world!



Hope you enjoy.



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Justin - Gym Twink





I had been wanting to join the gym for what seemed like forever but my

Dad always insisted that like my brother, I had to wait until i was

sixteen. He said a boys muscles should be allowed to develop naturally

before taking up a serious gym habit.





My brother Nate had been going for nearly three years and you could

really tell the difference from when he first started. He had been

lean just like me at my age with no visible fat on his body and only

moderate muscles from playing the sports he loved, football & rugby.





Before I get into this story I should describe myself. My name is

Justin, I'm 16, six-foot tall, with blonde curly hair lapping at my

eyebrows. I never bother styling it as i prefer it messy, people

always said I looked like some kind of surfer dude.



I have a few freckles and naturally slightly olive skin tone, which my

dad says I get from my mum.





I know, not to sound too vain, that I ain't bad looking. Girls have

been trying to chat me up since i hit high school, and although i

rebuffed them all, they still giggle and steal glances at me when I

walk past them in the corridors at school.



Ive never really dated a girl to be truthful, it just doesn't interest

me, i prefer to lose myself swimming and cycling, I'm on the swim team

now and I travel all over with my family and my team doing triathlons

and road races. When I'm not in school or training I prefer to just

hang with my brothers and my Dad.





I'm the middle child, my younger bro Franky is 14 and my older brother

Nate is now 18. If you didn't know how anti drugs my family are you'd

think he must be on roid's cos the muscle development he's made since

joining my Dad's gym is crazy. My Dad's really proud of him, and while

he's not yet as muscular as my dad, he does look like a spit of him

from the picture around the house of when Dad used to lift weights &

wrestle at college. Dad says Nate will soon be able to start competing

at the state level too like he did, which is really exciting!





I always go along to their meets and watch Nate lift & fight, he's

really good, easily the best in his club now. From being a skinny kid

like me has turned into a stunning man with huge arms and shoulders

that have all filled out nicely, while he waist is still just as small

as ever. I admire my brother so much, when I'm watching him wrestle I

sometimes can't help but getting a boner, he's always so rough and

manly and sweaty by the end, I think it's just my testosterone

responding to his cos we're so close. When we're at home I spend every

waking hour I can with him and my little bro Franky, when he's not at

the gym, competing or out banging some girl.





I should say that i am slightly different body wise from my brother

and my Dad. Being a member of the swim team and a regular cyclist, am

technically even skinnier than Nate was at 16 except for in one way.

The sports i play have caused me to have exceedingly overdeveloped

glutes and thigh muscles for a kid of my age. As a result I take every

opportunity to show my one body asset, my butt, off whenever i can.





I love wearing my speedos at school swim meets where I get lots of

people (guys and girls) checking out my mounds of ass when they think

I'm not looking!





When I'm at home I like to wear just a vest and one of my jocks to

show off my glutes to my brother and dad, and when I've been a good

boy my Dad will tap me on my soft cheeks and give me a little squeeze

which makes me feel so proud!



Anyway, I was stood in front of the mirror trying to decide what to

wear to my first gym session, and had seemingly ran out of time.





"Are you ready son?" my Dad shouted up up me.





"Just coming now!" I shouted back excitedly.





I grabbed the nearest pair of white running shorts off the floor (my

room was always a mess because I shared with Franky) and opted for a

skintight sleeveless red tee.



In the car on the way my Dad was telling me some of the rules of the

gym, I was trying really hard to concentrate but I was so excited I

couldn't help feeling my dick strain against my joggers. I was

picturing what the weights room would be like full of big sweaty guys

like my brother when i realised Nate was asking me something.





"Just, Just, Justin! What's wrong with you!?" and moved to punch me in

the stomach. I automatically jumped my hands into a defence position

in the back of the car to deflect his playful punch (he always used me

as practice at home when he was bored) and then realised that this had

left my boner exposed.





"Ah" Said Nate victoriously.





"I think Justin might be a little excited to take in everything you

were just saying Dad". I blushed deeply and quickly moved to cover up

my bulge.





"Don't worry son" Dad said, "Nate was just the Same the first time I

bought him, it's natural for you boys to be sporting wood most of the

time at your age anyway, I know I did." Dad always had a way of

relaxing me no matter how embarrassed I was.





"Now Son I do need you to concentrate, have I got your full attention?"





"Yes Daddy, I'm sorry I'm just so excited to be going the gym with you

both I've been waiting for so long!"





I always called him Daddy whenever I was sucking up to him, I know

most kids hate using the word but I like it cos it shows I concede to

his strength and dominance.





"Ok then. The first rule of gym is no girls. I don't care how much you

want to bring a girl with you but we have no pussy in this gym, it's

always been that way and I hope it always will be!"





Nate interjected.



"No female pussy anyway!" Dad laughed, I didn't understand but knew

better than to try and understand Nate and Dad's private jokes.





Dad continued.



"The next rule is sneakers must be worn at all times in the gym area,

along with at least a something to protect your manhood. Tops are

optional but it's totally personal preference. It's a relaxed

atmosphere and no one judges. That's really rule 4, no bitching,

judging or aggressive behavior. Everyone gets along at MJs (the gyms

name), and anyone who can't is barred pretty fast.





Rule number 3 of course, is no clothes in the spa / shower area.

Towels only & optional. There's no women so there's no need for them,

and shorts and sneakers aren't needed because there's no gym equipment

and therefore health and safety requirement. Think you can remember

all that?" Dad asked.





"Yeah I think so" I replied "no girls, shorts & trainers in the gym,

no clothes in the spa and no rude behavior at the club?"





"Good boy" Dad said.





"I have a question though, what is in the spa?l"





"Oh you'll see soon enough. We're almost here now anyway, look!"

Indeed we were. Walking in I was immediately impressed by the size and

modern look of the place, not to mention all the huge guys strutting

around.





At reception Dad sorted out my membership with a huge buff black guy

called Zac of all things, his name badge stated 'here to help,

whatever you need!. Zac shook my hand and my Dad explained that I'd

been looking forward to coming since my brother had joined but that

I'd only just turned 16.





"Well it's probably for the best, we do let over 14s in but they have

to be supervised by an adult, you'll be able to drop in whenever you

like..." Zac said, handing me my membership card. I studied it while

my Dad got our spa towels and locker keys, and I followed him and Nate

down a corridor to the changing rooms.





As we walked through we passed several men who warmly greeted Nate &

Dad, and i noticed a few of them looking me up and down as i passed.

Given it was men only there was only one changing room and it was

really really big, but subdivided into lots of separate areas divided

by banks of lockers. At one end I could smell the scent of chlorine

and a steamy heat emanating from what I assumed was the spa area. Dad

found out lockers, off to one side round the corner from a block of

showers facing one another with glass doors.





I quickly open my bag to get my kit and quickly stuffed my towel and

non gym kit in as i stripped it off. I pulled on a fresh jockstrap and

picked up my shorts before realising my error.





"Oh no!" I cried. "I've bought Franky's running shorts instead of mine!"



Nate snatched them off me and giggled.





"Oh well Just, could be worse, you coulda had to go out in just your

vest and jock!"



I didn't really see how it could be much worse, I wasn't sure if I'd

even be able to get them up over my thighs.





Nate added "I suppose you could just skip today's session if you

aren't comfortable wearing them?"





"No!" I said, determined not to wait a second longer to get started in

the gym. "They will fit i just gotta be careful not to bend over too

much incase they split."





I grabbed them back and put my legs through the small holes and

started pulling them up. They were really tight but I could just about

get them over my thighs and then my butt, although they did ride up

very high, showing the bottom couple of inches of my ass.





I turned to Nate & Dad for reassurance.





"No sweat bro, there are no girls in there to see the show you'll be

putting on so just act cool you'll be fine." Dad nodded and asked me

if I was ready.





"Damn straight!" I said, I wasn't going to let a little thing like

tight shorts ruin my first session at Dad's gym. I flung the rest of

my stuff into my locker and snapped it shut.





Dad led the way out onto the gym floor, which was full of exotic

looking sports equipment, and it seemed busy but not heaving with big

buff men.





Most guys on the floor shirtless, although a fair few had vests on

like me especially the skinnier guys. Not that there were many of

them. Most of the guys on the floor looked stacked. Bulging biceps,

triceps, thick pecs were visible in every direction I looked. A lot of

the men were sweaty, and I couldn't help but notice the manly smell

that hung in the air. It was intoxicating and I felt my cock jump a

little just at the testosterone of it.





I was more nervous because of my shorts that I had been previously,

but Dad carefully guided me across the large open floor to the warm up

area. As I walked I could feel my little brothers tiny white shorts

riding up further, exposing more of my big ass. I looked over my

shoulder a couple of times and caught the odd big muscle guy staring

at it.





Dad showed me how best to warm up, ten minutes on the treadmill and

then some vigorous stretching. We then moved onto the weights area to

get down to the serious business, and Dad left me with Nate to help me

set up a workout regime while he spotted some guys he knew and went to

say hi.





The weights area was set in a corner of the gym totally lined by

mirrors from floor to ceiling. It was busier than the rest of the gym

and most of the guys here were in much less clothing, and what they

had on was much more fitted. I realised I could stare at anyone

working out, and vice versa, with very little chance of them catching

me out.





It was amazing to be able to watch some of the massive guys here

flexing their giant muscles, working up a real sweat and grunting as

they dropped their weights. I was totally in awe and felt pretty

feeble stood there with my buff brother.



I watched one guy who must have been about 30 lifting 50k on each arm

with disbelief, and as my eyes surveyed his body I was even more

surprised at how big the bulge in his little shorts were, if that guy

wasn't getting hard from the training he was hung like an elephant.





Nate set us up on progressively tougher sets of weights, still easy

for him but tough for me, spotting each other, first doing pectorals,

then abdominals and finally glutes. By the time I got to the squats I

was running quite a sweat, and my teenage body was glistening.





If my shorts hadn't been so small I might have peeled off my vest at

the point, but I figured I might draw even more attention to myself.





As I was running my squats in sets of 15, I noticed one guy in shorts

probably as small as mine (but baby blue in colour) and no vest

watching me work in between his reps on a tricep machine. He looked in

his mid twenties and had that perfect upper body V shape that all

weight lifters aspire to. He seemed impressed with the amount I was

squatting, and I was spurred on to do even more and as I relaxed into

the environment, so I told Nate to add another 10kg to each side. The

blue shorts guy raised an eyebrow and gave me a wink before I moving

off to work on another machine.





Meanwhile my brother who had been matching me weight for weight until

now (pretty easily) suddenly started to struggle with the pressure on

his glutes during his reps, I had to help him lower the weights down

at the end of his set. I saw Dad again this time working on some

pectoral machines talking to a couple of the staff, I noticed Zac

again who gave me a thumbs up when I made eye contact, and an

incredibly buff quite young guy who green eyes and especially huge

shoulders who seemed pretty intense. Suddenly Dad turned and pointed

over in our direction, and the guy with green eyes started walking

over to us.





I pretended i hadn't noticed and started my latest set of reps. He

walked up to to us and watched me closely until I finished.





"Hi I'm Chandler, but you can call me Chad.





"Justin" I managed to stumble out. He grasped my hand, nodded to Nate

in acknowledgement. This guy was overwhelming. He had a vest on, but

it barely covered his chest at all, he was a little taller than me

with long black hair down to his huge broad shoulders, a tiny waist,

and big beefy legs and arms.





"Yeah your Dad was talking to me about you. I think you've got some

amazing potential, how'd you feel about getting in some time with me

here at the gym?"



He paused to study my reaction before continuing.





"I'm a personal trainer here you see, and I've been looking out for a

new member who I could mould from the beginning who I can use for my

portfolio. I note you've already got some serious ass going on

there..." He grinned and exchanged a smirk with Nate. "But I think

you've got potential to be huge all over, and I'd like to help!"





I didn't know what to say, here was this God of a man offering to help me,



Nate spoke up before I had chance to comprehend.





"That sounds like an awesome idea! I know I benefited so much from

having Dad as a PT when I started here, and since he's going to be

really busy with work this year I think that'd work out great!"





I shot him a disheartened look. I had been hoping he would have been

my buddy, at least to start with. "But don't worry we'll still hit the

gym together in between your sessions with Chad!"





Nate had seen my face drop at the idea I wouldn't be coming with him

and had quickly moved to reassure me. I now couldn't see any reason to

say no, other than...





"But won't it cost me a lot? I don't have a job at the moment and my

Dads already paying my membership I don't wana ask him."





"Don't be daft man, this is pro bono work, we'll take photos at each

stage of your development for my folio, and as long as you follow the

training and diet program I give you there'd be no charge!"





"It's a deal then!" said Nate. "You want to start now?"





"Nah" said Chad. "I can see you've already worked up quite a sweat,

plus it's my day off I'm just doing a quick cardio before heading off

to see the misses. How about we say next Wednesday, we'll do a session

then some initial photos?"





"Sounds great!" I say before Nate can cut in again. We exchange

numbers and Chad wanders away to do his workout, not that he looks

like he needs it.





We finish up with the last sets on my glutes which were now getting

pretty tired trying to do my max capacity, and I notice Nate in the

mirror watching my shorts ride up as i bent down, he smirked in

amusement when he saw id caught him but I think just before id seen

him lick his lips just a tiny bit. I guess my big smooth butt must

remind him of those girls he fucks who always wear skirts that are

more like belts whenever he brings then by the house.





We move over to work on a few machines but I was by now pretty beat,

and Dad spotted us and came over to suggest we call it a day as he

didn't want me overworking in my first session and doing myself an

injury.





Despite being tired i was still pretty psyched by all the huge guys

wandering around and I couldn't wait to get my body up to their size.

Dad was however only part way through his workout as he'd been

catching up with a few people so he suggested that Nate take me back

to the lockers and show me the spa area.





I was still curious about the spa so i quickly agreed and we headed

back to the changing rooms. They were pretty deserted as the lunch

rush was now seemingly over, and as we walked into our corner of the

rabbit warren complex we were on our own apart from the hot guy with

the crew cut, sharp abs and little blue bulging hot-pants I'd seen

admiring my squats who had just finished too. His locker was a few

down from mine, opposite Nate's.





I opened my locker up and noticed out of the corner of my eye the guy

dropped his hot-pants and realised he was wearing a jock like me. I

pulled my skin tight vest off my sweaty body, still feeling really

pumped. I was now getting excited about checking out the spa

facilities after my hard work out. I remembered Dad saying about the

no clothes rule and immediately starred undressing.





The guy changing next turned round to rummage in his bag. He looked up

and immediately recognised me and started making conversation.





"Dude! I saw you working those squats in the weights room, really impressive!"



As he said this he pulled down his jock to and I couldn't help but

notice the long sausage hanging between his legs. He was still talking

when I clicked back in...





"Yeah, I couldn't believe how much you were lifting. How much can you squat?"





"Oh i dunno, a lot i guess?" I hadn't been paying that much attention.

With all the testosterone and muscle in the room, I hadn't felt able

to concentrate clearly and I'd just let Nate sort it.





"I've not really pushed myself to my true limit I don't think, but I

cycle and swim every day."





I turned and dropped my shorts. I was now just in my sweaty jock strap.





"Well man, you must have some strong ass muscles there!" The man said.



I instinctively pushed my butt out a little as I smiled and blushed,

not really knowing what to say but liking the attention, I could tell

he was staring at my big butt.





"Aww thanks err mister?" I said. I turned back to face him and saw him

pulling his hand away from his cock, which seemed slightly bigger than

before.





"Oh sorry, i should have said. My name is Gabe, Gabe Priestly. Pleased

to meet you." He put his hand out and i shook it. His cock bounced a

little as he gripped my hand, it was really impressive and seemingly

bigger than ever.





"Are you another of Lark's boys?" He nodded to Nate who acknowledged

with a grin, everyone called Dad Lark instead of his first name, Saul.





I just nodded and realised I'd been stalling taking off my jock. I

turned quickly and gripped the bands and slid it down over my cheeks

and down my legs so as not to seem shy, tossing it into my locker.



I heard Gabe whistle quietly, and I realised that he was staring at my

ass again.





"Wow kid, that really is some buff bubble you got there!"





Nate walked over, now just in his favourite red jock. "You should feel

it dude, my brother has the firmest ass this side of Kansas!" He said.

"You don't mind, do you bro?"



I wasn't sure if i minded in all honesty, but i was enjoying the

attention and didn't want it to stop.





"Errm isn't that a bit like gay tho?" I said to Nate, looking for

reassurance; no one except my brothers and Daddy had ever touched my

ass before. Nate ran his hair through my golden curls, which were

matted back against my scalp from working out so hard on the floor.





"It's cool" Nate said, "Gabe's been a member here for years, he's

squeezed my biceps many a time, you can trust him." I relaxed, if Nate

trusted this guy, so could I, plus I was kind of curious to see how

another man touching my behind felt.





I arched my back over the bench with my hands against the lockers,

stuck my butt out and up, saying,





"Sure go ahead"





"Nice kid, you've a real sport." Gabe stepped up a little closer and

placed his hand firmly onto my right cheek. I felt a slight jolt from

having a stranger touch my virgin butt. It went right through to my

cock which immediately started to swell, I felt embarrassed but

figured it was only a natural reaction for a teenage boy to be

stimulated by physical contact.





He whistled again, but this time it was a little deeper and longer.



He squeezed and i couldn't help but wiggle my butt a little for him to

show how strong my glutes were.





"Wow kid they feel even more impressive than they look." Gabe's voice

now sounded kind of mesmerised, then before i knew it he'd got both

hands on my pert cheeks.





I was wondering what someone who walked into the changing rooms might

think was going on if they saw the three of us right now, but I

quickly lost that train of thought.





"Ooh" I said suddenly as Gabe started to work my ass with his fingers

in some kind of massage technique.





"This is just unbelievable kid. Your ass is firmer that a chicks, yet

your skin is so soft. I gotta get a closer look" Gabe sounded totally

different now, his voice was deep and longing. Nate piped up.





"Here man, let me help you"





Then he did something I wasn't expecting. Nate came up next to me and

pressed his big hands onto my cheeks too. Any remaining softness from

my 7" boycock disappeared. I now had four hands kneading my bubble

butt, it felt awesome my inhibitions were swept away in a tide of

teenage horniness.





I turned my head round to see what they were doing and was caught off

guard by Nate, I couldn't not notice that he now had a noticeable

bulge in his jock pouch.



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End of Chapter 1



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