Bryce was working out in an oversized stringer that left his..
🕑 Added 2022-06-26 01:37:00 +0000 UTC
Bryce was working out in an oversized stringer that left his massive pecs and swollen nipples exposed and a pair of thin white tights with nothing under them except for a jockstrap. The jockstrap was clearly visible as he did each heavy deadlift. He was having an intense and heavy workout. He grunted loud as he lifted the weights and he was covered in a layer of sweat that made his clothes or lack of clothes transparent. As he finished his last set and he removed his weight lifting belt, he noticed the older man watching him. Bryce suddenly had a knot of dread in his stomach. Every time he saw the stranger at the gym Bryce knew what would happen. He tried to ignore the stranger, however when he turned he would see the older man staring at him. It made him feel half naked, like a piece of meat as Bryce felt the man’s eyes on his ass and his packed crotch.
When he previously told his wife about the man staring at him, she laughed, “now you know how us women feel.” She gave his muscular ass in the revealing tights a slap, “maybe you should wear more and stop showing off that big cock and fat ass of yours. You are asking for it.” She laughed as she repeated what women had heard for centuries.
Truth be told he doesn't know why he started to show off his body more at the gym. Maybe he was asking for attention from the old man.
Fed up at the stares, Bryce grabbed his gym bag to leave. However, instead of leaving he found himself headed toward the locker room. Once alone in the locker room, he peeled off his sweaty clothes. He peeled the tights over his muscular ass and the large bulge in his jockstrap and down his thick, hairy legs. After stepping out of his tights, he hooked his thumbs into the jockstrap’s waistband and pulled them down. His impressive cock popped free. Naked, Bryce couldn’t help but to check himself out in the mirror. Bryce had every reason to be proud of his body. Years of working out had chiseled his body into a work of art. Despite being a father of three, the thirty-five year old police officer had virtually no fat on him, just layers of sculpted muscles. He ran his hands over his smooth large pecs and down his chisel, tight abs, and extending out his left leg and flexing the massive, defined quads. His fat cock began to swell from just checking himself out. Without thinking, Bryce took his phone and began to record his body. He then wrapped his right fist around his cock. As he began to pump his cock, he admired the bulging right bicep flexing as he worked his cut cock. He didn’t know why he was so horny and his own body wasn’t helping.
“No wonder the fag wanted me,” he whispered under his breath.
Bryce was getting close when he heard someone coming. He quickly grabbed his towel to cover up his throbbing cock. Through the mirror he saw the stranger coming around the corner. The man stopped and smiled as his eyes fell upon Bryce's well developed ass. It was white and smooth, and flawless. Bryce turned red in embarrassment and quickly wrapped his towel around his narrow waist. He tried desperately to will his cock down. He grabs his grooming case and heads to the showers.
However, Bryce knew the older man would follow him, like he did every time. Despite how much he tried, he knew what would happen. The older man had undressed and was walking toward him. Bryce stood in front of the shower stall, looked at the man in disgust and hatred. However, the man just smirks at the muscle bound alpha stud. Despite the look that Bryce could kill the man, he just stood there, unable to move, as the stranger reached out and stroked the off duty police officer’s large left arm. His forehead flurried, lips tight, and eyes squinted in anger. The man continued to smile as he moved his hands to Bryce’s large pecs. The large slabs of meat made the man’s hands look small. The towel around Bryce’s chisel waist then fell to the floor however, he made no attempt to cover himself up. His cock was still rock hard, standing straight ahead. The man moved his hands down the tight abs and then wrapped his fist around Bryce’s cock. Bryce made no attempt to pull away, in fact a moan escaped his tightly closed lips. Taking Bryce by his cock he pulled the muscle stud into the shower. The man then turned on the water so it could cascade over the police officer’s hard muscular body. Bryce closed his eyes as the man started to wash him. He soaped up Bryce’s huge chest, squeezing and rubbing the pecs in his hands. The stranger took his time, washing and exploring every bulging muscle and sexy chisel curve. Bryce felt humiliated that he was letting the man freely soap him up but also by the fact Bryce was enjoying it. His cock was rock hard. The stranger worked his right hand down to Bryce’s “nightstick” and wrapped his soapy hand around the hard throbbing shaft. Bryce tried to close his eyes tighter, trying to will the man away, but the fist around his cock felt sooo good. With his body completely wet and soaped up, the stranger reached for Bryce’s grooming bag and fished out the razor.
“Please,” Bryce whispered as the water ran down over him.
The man just continued to smile as he took the razor and began to shave off The symbol of Bryce’s manhood. Despite his protests, Bryce obediently lifted each arm as the older man shaved his underarms. The man worked the razor down Bryce’s chest and abs. He lifted Bryce’s hard cock and shaved the pubes off, leaving the muscle stud’s baby smooth. Bryce’s mind raced on how his wife would respond when she saw him bare and smooth. As the man shaved his large balls, he prayed that he wouldn't get cut. The stranger then knelt and began to shave each muscular quad. Finally, when the stranger was done with the front he turned Bryce and began to shave his back. He shaved up the legs to the perfect muscular ass. The man spread the tight, perfect glutes and ran the razor over the man's pussy. The stranger then soaped up his fingers and pushed one between the muscular cheeks and into the tight hole. Bryce groaned loudly as the soapy finger stroked his insides. He found himself bracing against the stall wall and pushing his powerful ass outwards. It felt so fucking good as he was loosened and stretched open.
“Oh, fuck, please,” Bryce moaned.
The stranger continues to work his finger in and out of the tiny hole. He then squeezed in a second finger as he stood up. As he moved his fingers in and out, spreading them, he began to soap up his own huge cock.
“Please,” Bryce again cried.
Finally the older man pulled his fingers from Bryce’s loose hole. Bryce felt empty, but the emptiness was short lived. The stranger aimed his cock between the soaped up ass cheeks and grabbed Bryce’s masculine waist. With a grunt, the man pushed into the muscle stud.
“Oh fuck, fuck, feel so good,” Bryce cried out as the thick cock rammed against his prostate.
Bryce’s entire body felt alive and on fire. His cock bounced and jerked with each thrust into him. He pushed back against each thrust. All thought of his wife and straight life was gone as he was being pounded over and over. Then, without touching himself he shot his load onto the shower wall. He clumped down on the man’s cock like a vice as he came over and over. Bryce’s orgasm was pure bliss. It only got better when the stranger followed and came inside him. He felt the warm seed breeding him.
