I had only been at Ron's Gym for 3 months but I was already happy with the results. It was the fall of 1979. I used to be the typical 100lb weakling. Now I was wearing tight jeans and tank tops. I'd also go commando to show off my package. I used to wear long sleeved shirts at the beach, I was embarrassed to be so scrawny. Now, I'm a show-off. Finishing my routine, my muscles were tired but I was energized by how they looked. The warm water from the shower felt amazing. I should have gotten into weights years ago. It gave me a huge confidence boost and continues to this day. For the first time in my life I felt truly desirable.
I made my way to the locker room when I was done. Eddy had finished his workout just minutes before me and was still toweling off. I was 21 and Eddy was in his early 30's. Was never sure exactly how old he was. Eddy was a really good looking, black guy with the body I was aiming to have someday. I'm six feet tall and he was a shorter than me Maybe 5'8". I didn't care, he was like a god to me. I was jealous of his pecs. They were just like in the magazines. I secretly had the hots for him but I thought he wouldn't be interested in someone as young and silly as me. He was a drummer in a jazz band and I thought he was such an intellectual and very sophisticated. He had this really sexy voice. Just gazing into his eyes and letting his words wash over me always turned me into a puddle. But he was probably as straight as they come.
Playfully, he squeezed my right bicep and commented, "Hey man, these are really coming along,"
I blushed from the compliment then figured I would try something. I reached up and cupped both of his pecs and said, "Yeah, but I want mine to look like these one day."
He looked into my eyes and I was immediately shocked by what I'd done. I was sure I'd crossed a line. I mean, just because I was bi, didn't mean I could just walk up and grab some guy's tits. However, when I looked down, I could see both of us were hard as rocks. Truth be told, you could have cut glass with my dick. Eddy placed a hand on the back of my neck and pulled me towards him, pressed his lips against mine and moaned in pleasure. His other hand very forcefully cupped my balls. It was all I could do to not blow my load right there. His lips were so soft and sensuous against mine. It was like I was falling into them. I'd never kissed a man before and it was incredible.
"Eddy," I cooed.
"Yeah, baby?" he said in that sultry voice while still kissing me, our tongues meshing like snakes.
"I've always had a huge crush on you."
"I know, sweetie." He pulled back, held my face and continued, "I could tell by the way you always look at me. I feel you're raping me with your eyes sometimes."
Now I was blushing all over. He burst out laughing. Oh my god! Was my ogling that obvious?
He playfully slapped my ass and said, "Hey, man! It's ok. I took it as a compliment. But, we should really get out of here."
Of course he was right. We'd get caught here, for sure. Lucky it was early afternoon and the gym wasn't busy. I don't think I've ever gotten dressed that fast in my life.
"Where to?" as my voice cracked, my throat was so dry.
