Nick was nearing the end of his workout around 10pm on a Monday night. He enjoyed visiting his local 24-hour gym late at night because he liked the solitude of exercising alone. When he was by himself, he didn't have to worry about anyone occupying the equipment he wanted and could instead focus on his form. Nick loved staring at himself in the mirror while he lifted weights or did exercises, studying his technique and searching for signs of progress.
Not that Nick needed to improve his fitness. A regular at the gym since high school, he was now 31-years-old and in the best shape of his life. Standing 6' tall, he had medium build that was extremely toned. He was proud of his visible six-pack and defined chest, a strong back, and a thick ass. Black hair lighted coated his chest and created a trail from his navel to his pubes. With short black hair, hazel eyes, and a clean-shaven face, he thought he looked handsome. As an out gay man, he never had problems finding dates.
On this particular night, Nick saw just one other person in the gym. He was wearing baggy pants and an oversized white hoodie, completely hiding his body from view. But Nick didn't mind his fellow gym-goer's presence, since he was clearly dedicated and knowledgeable about the gym -- he was running through a physical list of exercises, executing each with perfect form.
After a final set of bench presses, Nick did some quick stretching before returning to the locker room. It was just him in the men's room at the moment, which was excellent given how tiny it was. The room had just one locker bank, a small bathroom area, and a gang-style shower with two showerheads. Nick took off his sweaty gym clothes, threw them into an open locker, and walked fully nude to the showers.
After turning on the water, he stepped into the stream and began to lather up. He loved feeling the hot water on his skin after a tough workout, allowing it to soothe his muscles. Nick could tell he had made some good progress tonight, as his muscles felt pumped and a little sore as he ran his hands over them.
He was distracted enough (or perhaps just tired) that he completely missed the other guy entering the locker room. But sure enough, the man now approached the showerhead wearing just a towel around his waist. Now with his body visible, Nick was completely surprised by the man's appearance. Standing a few inches taller than Nick, the man was extremely buff. His biceps bulged out of his arms, while his massive pecs left shadows beneath them. Even with a substantial amount of weight on his frame, his abs were perfectly visible. All of this was made even more clear by the fact that the man had almost no hair on his body, besides the short blond hair on his head. But most surprising of all was the man's apparent age. Despite his impressive musculature, his face looked like that of someone no older than 21. He had soft skin, no facial hair, and big blue eyes. For someone who appeared so tough at first, his face made him look kinder than a puppy.
Without a word, the man hung up his towel and turned on the shower, now standing directly in front of Nick. He immediately noticed the man's dick, which was clearly a show-er. Still flaccid, it looked to be about 5 inches long. It hung on a nice set of balls, which like the rest of the man were completely smooth. Nick tried to avoid making eye contact as he continued to rinse off, not wanting to grow an erection and embarrass himself.
But after about thirty seconds, he noticed the man become flushed as he grew a boner himself. It was impressive: About 8" long with a thick head, it had a big vein that ran the length of the shaft. Nick smirked, feeling almost proud that he had been able to avoid an erection as a gay dude, but the probably-straight jock across from him couldn't. Regardless of the guy's sexuality, he was clearly at an age where random boners still happened -- and Nick knew all too well that after a big workout, the testosterone flowed and could do wild things.
Still embarrassed, the man quickly finished up, turned off the shower, and rushed off in his towel to the locker banks. Nick was about done showering but decided to give the other guy a minute before turning off the water and toweling down himself. As he walked back to the lockers, he saw the young jock slipping into a pair of white boxers before drying off his chiseled upper body. Nick removed his towel as he began to pat his own body dry.
"You don't have to be embarrassed, dude. It happens to the best of us," Nick said to the other guy with smirk, surprising even himself by talking to a stranger at the gym. But since it was late and they were the only two people there, he felt he could loosen some of his self-imposed rules.
After a brief pause, the man took the comment in stride, turning around to face Nick while he laughed softly.
"Sorry about that. I'm not gay or anything," he said with a deep voice, a little too quickly. "To be honest, man, I'm just horny after a long day at school and need to go take care of it."
Nick was a little taken aback by the guy's honesty, laughing a little to diffuse the situation.
"I get that," he replied. "Are you a college student?"
"Yeah, I'm a sophomore. My name's Adam."
"Nick," he replied, extending his hand for a shake. "If you don't mind me asking, why are you at this gym and not the campus one?"
"I'm on the wrestling team, and we usually work out together at school," said Adam. "But sometimes I want a quiet place to exercise alone, so I got this membership too."
"Damn, I should have done that back in college," said Nick. "I was on the swim team back in the day and really could have used some time by myself in the gym."
"Cool you were on the swim team," said Adam. "I can tell you've been keeping in good shape. So many of guys I know that graduated last year have already fallen off the wagon."
Avoiding the subtle acknowledgement that Nick was more than a few years out of college, Nick nodded and smiled.
"Well thanks for the compliment," Nick started, "but I'm nothing compared to you. You're absolutely massive, dude. Look at that chest! How old are you even?"
"20," replied Adam with pride.
"You must be very popular with the girls on campus," said Nick. He could tell immediately that he had touched a sore subject. At the flip of a switch, Adam looked less confident than before.
"You'd think so, but I've been striking out a lot recently," said Adam.
"Well I'm sure you'll get lucky again sometime soon," said Nick casually, trying to lighten the mood. "Guy to guy, how long has it been?"
Adam again got shy. After a long pause, he finally said, "Since before I got to college. I'm a virgin."
"Oh fuck," said Nick, now feeling guilty for prying. How could this absolutely perfect specimen of a man not have found some girl to fuck by now? "Not even a blowjob?"
Adam shook his head no. "I try, but I always get nervous in front of girls and make a fool of myself. And at this point, I'll be so much worse than all the other guys."
"Everyone's bad their first time," Nick tried to say comfortingly. "Maybe you just need to find some random chick you don't care about for your first time."
"For sure, man," Adam replied. "But the hard part is finding someone."
