This is the story of how my life changed for the better.
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Chapter 1: My First Experience
I had just turned 18 and moved away for college. At the time, I was excited to get away from my parents house and have my own space. I could drink, smoke, and fuck as much as I wanted, and I certainly was taking advantage of my new freedom.
I'm a very attractive guy, or at least everyone said I was. I was about 6'1, blue eyes, dark brown hair, toned but with good muscle definition. I also had a pretty decent sized cock I was rather proud of. All that being said, over my first month at college I was having a lot of sex.
While it was great finally having the freedom to fuck as much as I wanted, something just felt off. Like I was missing something. I just couldn't tell what yet.
Outside of partying, my favorite thing to do was hit the gym. Unfortunately, I wasn't a big fan of the campus gym. It didn't have great equipment and it was always too busy. I knew I needed to upgrade so I found a much better private gym not too far. I looked into it and decided to check it out.
It was a really nice gym, great equipment, plenty of space, it wasn't overly crowded, and there was a steam room and a sauna. I've never seen a gym this nice before. Lucky for me, there was a student discount so I signed up.
This was perfect timing. The stress of a hard major (pre med) was beginning to get to me and the gym was always a good way for me to unwind and blow off some steam. I began getting into a good routine: gym every Monday, Wednesday, Thursday and Sunday.
Being on the same routine meant I was on the same routine as other people. For example, there was one man I would see every Sunday. We would both arrive later in the day when the gym was fairly empty. I couldn't help but notice he was a very attractive man. Straight men would all have to admit he was attractive. He had a thick, salt and pepper beard with a handsome shaved head. He must have been around 6'4 and very muscular. His chest was massive and very hairy. I could tell from his stringed top.
I was straight, but I couldn't help but look at him while I worked out. Before long, I noticed he was looking at me too. Was it because he kept seeing me stare? Or was he looking at me for my looks too? I couldn't tell but I still couldn't help but look at him.
I carried on with my workout and noticed I hadn't seen him for a while. I was a little sad when I realized he must have left. Before long, I finished my workout and walked to the locker room to shower off. I might as well use these nice showers instead of the gross dorm ones.
I undressed, grabbed my towel, and began to walk towards the showers. I assumed no one was in here and threw the towel over my shoulder, letting my dick swing. That's when I heard footsteps leaving the shower and then saw him. I could see this stunning man wearing nothing but a towel. His hairy chest looked perfect, his arms were vascular, he was muscular and toned everywhere but had a muscular belly without abs. I could even tell he had a huge dick based on the outline in the towel. He was a perfect man.
I didn't realize how intensely I was staring until I felt my cock begin to stiffen. I looked up at him to see if he noticed my staring. His eyes met mine and he smiled at me. Fuck. He saw me staring. My cock was betraying me and I began to panic and walked faster towards the shower.
I turned the cold water on and jumped in to cool off. My heart was racing. What was wrong with me? Why did I just eye fuck this man to the point of getting a visible erection. I was embarrassed and trying to deny my clear arousal. Nervous about seeing him, I took a long shower. I thought about him the entire time.
He was fine when I began to dry off and even though that's what I wanted, I was disappointed I wouldn't see him again. I finished drying off and walked out to go home.
When I got back to my room, I decided to smoke some weed and relax. I had the room to myself and smoking always makes me horny. Before I knew it, my cock was out and I was looking up porn. I hopped on pornhub and began scrolling. There was a video of a hot girl taking a hairy daddy's huge cock. For some reason when I saw him, I felt tempted to click.
As I watched, I was staring at him. I barely even noticed the girl and it hit me. What was I doing? Why am I enjoying HIM so much. I tried to focus on the girl and for the second time, but in a opposite way, my cock betrayed me. This time, I went soft.
What the fuck I thought.
In a moment of frustration, I clicked over to pornhub gay. I looked up "locker room daddy" and a bunch of videos came up. Most of them were a younger man being fucked by a muscular, older man. I picked one and began to watch. I was more focused and aroused then I could ever remember being. The older man was clearly far more powerful than the younger. The younger happily dropped to his knees to submit and serve the mans huge, hairy cock.
I came within 90 seconds of starting the video. I felt ashamed at first but I was horny again within an hour. I proceeded to find the same video and watch again. I made to the 7 minute mark this time. The second the man penetrated the youngers ass, I blew my load again.
Fuck. Why can't I get men out of my mind?
The week began and I was so busy I didn't have a ton of time to question my sexuality. Studying was rough and I stayed consistent with my gym routine. Sadly, I did not see my "gym crush." In a way I was relieved, but more than anything I was sad he wasn't there.
By the time the weekend rolled around, I was ready to go out and party. I had a good time and saw some girls were looking at me but I wasn't in the mood to chase after any. I went home relatively early and smoked again. This time, I passed out and had a deep night of sleep.
