For days I walked around almost glowing and proud that I had sucked dick. Something I had secretly wanted to do for some time now. And not only did I suck a dick, but I also sucked a guy off, that I had a man crush on at the gym. I swear I could still taste his cum in my throat all the next day. I was practically walking around with a semi-hard on thinking about the experience. And even though it may have been a little less than a perfect romantic experience, I wouldn't have changed it for the world. It's probably what needed to be done, to get me moving forward with my passions and desires.
I had to miss the gym for about two weeks due to a schedule change at work, so when I finally got back onto my regular hours, I couldn't wait to go, work out, and see Tony and Mark. When I walked in, they were both there. They were on the bench press, each wearing their usual tight grey shorts and Dego-Tee shirts and manhandling the weights. I changed quickly and walked onto the floor, making my way toward them both.
"Hey Tony, look who is here," Mark spoke out.
"Hi guys," I babbled out. "Sorry I haven't been around; work was screwed up."
"Never miss a workout!" Tony growled at me.
"I know, I know," I agreed out loud, hanging my head down in embarrassment.
"Get on the fucking bench sissy." Mark barked at me after he rose from the machine.
The three of us worked out for the better part of two hours. And believe me, those two pushed me hard and beyond my strength level, I guess as punishment for not being there for a while. But as much as they pushed me out of my comfort zone and worked me out hard, I needed to grow and develop physically.
As we hit the showers at the end of the night, I was hoping to be the blow-job boy again, but each of them - myself included - each stepped into our shower stall and washed up. We all got dressed in the locker room and I was trying to get a good peek of Tony's cock again, but he kept his towel on until he slid his underwear on. But I must tell you, how turned on and how excited I was to be working out with them again. And to be changing in the locker room, seeing their very hard, very large bodies.
As we started to walk out, Tony said to me; "We're going for a bite sissy. Do you want to come?"
Not being quite sure where they were heading or eating. And not knowing either of them very well, I was a little leery. I felt my stomach get shaky and unsettled. But I figured what's the worst that could happen.
"Sure," I spouted out and we all walked towards Mark's truck.
Ends up, Mark drove this rather large Ford 4-door truck that had to be three feet off of the ground. I swear I felt like I needed a step ladder to climb into the back seat. Mark drove as Tony sat in the front passenger seat. They drove to this take-out restaurant and order a healthy chicken and rice meal. We all ate in the car after making me pay for all the dinners. I felt a bit used, but I took it as being the newbie and going through a hazing.
After we ate, Tony took all the garbage to a garbage can and when he came back to the truck, he shut the front passenger door and opened up the back one where I was sitting.
"Move over Sissy." He touted out implying I needed to slide over.
I moved over as he climbed in, slamming the door behind him.
"Just drive around Mark," he spoke aloud as he settled in his seat.
