The bench shook as I re-racked my weights. The gym was busy now, I had gotten here early to try and beat the evening rush. I was glad I was almost done. Everywhere I looked though there were people queuing up for machines.
'Mind if I work in with you?'
I looked at who had spoken. He was an older guy in his 50's. Salt and pepper hair, strong physique, a jaw cut from glass - a real silver fox. My mouth started to water.
I swallowed, nodding, standing up and offering the seat to him.
'Thanks.' he said, sitting down and getting into position. I was about to ask if he wanted me to lower the weight, but he lifted my working max with no difficulty, doing a set quickly.
'How many sets have you left?' he asked, standing up and offering the bench back to me.
'I just started' I lied.
He just nodded. 'I'm Ed.'
'Joe' I responded, slipping back under the bar. Ed slipped behind ready to give me a spot.
I gripped it and began working, my muscles screaming from the double workout I was giving them. My concentration wasn't on it though, as I took the chance to take a good look at his bulge in his shorts. I wasn't disappointed.
Distracted I missed the rack when trying to put the weights down, Ed having to stop me dropping the bar.
'You okay champ?' he asked, saving me.
I could have creamed right there. I didn't know if it was him saving me, or just the way he called me champ. I was a fit young guy in my twenties, I could have anyone I wanted, I often did. But there was something about older guys that made me want to prove myself.
'Yeah, thanks for that.' I muttered sliding off the bench. I hunched over slightly, trying to hide my semi.
'No problem. What's your name anyway?' Ed asked.
'Josh.'
Ed had started to add more weight into the bar. 'Well nice to meet you.'
I nodded, stepping into position to spot, as Ed began his heavier set, still not having much difficulty. I pulled out my phone. I crossed my fingers and prayed as I logged into Grindr, hoping that I might find this guy there.
