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New Sweatpants
🕑 Added 2020-04-23 14:00:04 +0000 UTCShaun knew that he had something of a wandering eye when he was in the gym and it would end up getting him into trouble but he’d had no way of anticipating just how bad things could get when he was finally caught out! Of course it wasn’t just anyone who had caught him staring, but the one guy who he’d been crushing on the most: Julian, the impossibly ripped marine who was based at the camp just outside of Shaun’s town. Every time Julian was at the gym he commanded everybody’s attention without having to do anything. He simply exuded an alpha presence and the fact that he was able to out-lift and out-squat everyone without struggle made him an easy subject for Shaun’s fantasies. What horned up gay man wouldn’t get all hot and bothered watching Shaun deadlift more than three times his bodyweight?
It had been just a normal morning like any other. The clock had barely ticked past half past six when Shaun arrived at the gym and sure enough Julian was already there, climbing the rope using only his hands and keeping his core tight. It was an impressive sight and Shaun’s mouth naturally fell open in amazement. Every single feat of strength that Julian displayed was like a mini porn clip in his eyes and it was only the heavy sound of Julian’s boots slamming back down onto the ground that snapped him out of his daze. Alarmingly the marine’s piercing eyes were locked with his own and Shaun quickly willed his feet into gear so they could get him into the locker room and out from under Julian’s glare.
Telling his cock not to get any ideas lest he be further embarrassed, Shaun quickly changed into his gym gear and began sipping on his pre-workout drink. Truthfully he’d only started coming to the gym so early in the morning because he knew Julian would be there, although he insisted to the folks he worked with that it was simply because the gym was quieter at the time. Although there was no shortage of teasing about how Shaun was perpetually single, none of them even knew of Julian so he was safe from their mockery there. No, the only mockery he received concerning Julian came from his own mind, reminding him how much lesser he was compared to the other man. That sharp glare from the other had all but confirmed that Julian held that same opinion but, perhaps concerningly, even that excited Shaun.
Much to his surprise, Shaun caught Julian staring at him a number of times in the hour that followed. It was strange to have the roles reversed but Shaun felt certain that they had very different intentions for watching each other. He highly doubted that there was anything about him that Julian found attractive, instead it felt much more like a predator eyeing up its prey before the inevitable strike. Each time their eyes locked a shiver rushed down Shaun’s spine and he was always the first to avert his gaze, his cheeks flaring up with an embarrassed blush.
The very last thing Shaun had expected was for Julian to actually approach him towards the end of their respective workouts. He hadn’t even seen the marine coming, he just felt a sudden strong grip against the back of his neck and then the other’s breath against his cheek as he leaned in close. “So you like what you see, huh?” the marine whispered, his deep voice sending shivers through Shaun’s entire body. “No need to answer that, we both know you do. Why don’t you go wait for me in the locker room? Don’t worry, I’ll take care of you.” Almost as quickly as he’d arrived, Julian departed, making his way back over to the free weights area.
Shaun’s heart thundered in his chest. Did he really just say that? Was it possible that he had misinterpreted those sharp glares Julian had sent his way and the other wasn’t actually as staunchly straight as he seemed? There were so many questions but he had to wait for the answers. All he could do was stagger back towards the locker room in a total daze, scratching at the back of his neck where the marine’s hand had been just moments before.
As he entered the locker room though, it quickly became clear that something wasn’t quite right. His body felt strangely lethargic, even though his workout hadn’t been all that exhausting, and each step towards his locker took even more strength out of him. Strangely the world around him seemed to be getting larger, the lockers towering further and further over him until he was forced to accept that it wasn’t the world getting bigger but him getting smaller! At that point all of his strength had left him and Shaun dropped to the floor in a heap, no longer able to move of his own free will. He attempted to call out for help but the words failed to produce and with some alarm, Shaun realized it was because he was lacking a mouth to communicate with! His face was completely frozen to the extent that he couldn’t even move his eyes and was forced to stare silently up towards the ceiling, silently praying that somebody would come and rescue him.
It was ten long minutes before footsteps announced the arrival of Shaun’s saviour and sure enough he was greeted by the gigantic muscular form of Julian. From his angle on the floor, Shaun thought the marine looked even more godly than ever. He might as well have been made out of marble and put on display in an Ancient Greek museum, he could put even the finest sculptures to shame! He had worked up a sweat and every one of his muscles gleamed with the sheen under the bright lights. The bumps of his abs and pecs looked like absolute mountains and Shaun was distressingly turned on but unable to do anything to help relieve his pleasure.
Julian’s gaze was firmly fixed back on Shaun but his lips were turned up into a devilish smirk as he reached down and plucked Shaun from the floor. The strong hands compressed and folded Shaun in places, alerting him to his body’s new composition as nothing but fabric! The gay man’s mind was sent spiralling into chaos as the marine pressed the new pair of sweatpants against his muscles, mopping up the sweat he had worked up throughout his workout. Each droplet of sweat that Shaun absorbed provoked an orgasmic sensation in his mind and if he could still make noise he would have been sobbing from the overwhelming pleasure. Julian even pushed the area that had once been Shaun’s face into his pits, where his manly scent was particularly strong, while he pulled his things out of his locker.
Just as Shaun was getting everything he had ever wanted - albeit in a very different way than he had ever expected - the brief blissful minutes were brought to abrupt halt and all the pleasures were torn away from him when he was suddenly dropped out of Julian’s hands and right into the marine’s bag. The sudden absence of all the scents and tastes he had been relishing just moments before jolted his mind back into panic mode, although it was no longer being turned back into himself that he was panicking about. Indeed, there was a more pressing issue in his mind: Wait, what? No, dude, you can’t do this! At least wear me! His begging was for nothing though as there was no way for Julian to hear his cries of protest. Instead the handsome face vanished behind a closed zipper and Shaun was left in complete darkness, wondering if he’d be lucky enough to be worn by the marine for his workout the following day, and how long it would be until he ended up in the washer, as if he was just another piece of clothing and not a real human man!
Comments
Henry Cavanaugh
I try and add a touch of realism every now and then and haven't we all been there really? Thanks for the comment - they make this writer very happy!
Tornado
I appreciate the personal details in which he knows he's the one aware of his obsession as being an act of shame. Hot sweats....
