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Becoming a sissy, at the gym.
I have never been what you might call a big man or a strong man. I am of average height, 5'08 tall, about 170 pounds, short brown hair, green eyes, with an average build. I didn't necessarily get picked on as a kid, because I didn't take anyone's shit. But I am surely not one of those men in the world, who look the part, have the muscles, and could whoop ass on almost anyone. That's why I decided to join the gym. And that's where my life took a very interesting turn.
My name is Gary H. I live in the suburbs of Cincinnati. I was born and raised here. I am a devout Reds fan, hope for the Browns, but secretly root for the Eagles. I know. I know. Betrayal. But the Browns suck and the Eagles are within driving distance to go see the games. But back to my story.
Like I said I am not the manliest man in the world. It hasn't really held me down, but I have always wanted to be one's of those guys who was ripped, defined, and strong. The kind of man who - when he walks into a place - gets instant respect from the men and all the attention from the ladies. I am in my 30's now I have dated around. Never wanted to be married, never wanted to be tied down, so a life of bars and clubs, pool leagues, and carnivals are my existence. But now as I get a bit older, I am longing for more permanent attention and a better physique, so I can score the chicks I want. Strangely enough, that didn't happen. It was actually me who became enthralled with the big strong man.
During my fourth week at the local fitness place, I happen to notice two rather large, very well-built powerlifters. I couldn't tell if they were brothers or cousins because they almost looked the same, but nonetheless, these guys are two powerhouses.
I watched from a distance for many days, when they were there, seeing what exercises they did, what machines they used, and how much weight they tossed around. What I didn't expect to see, was them in the shower. Or at least traveling to and from the shower and the turn of events that would follow.
I wanted to be them. I wanted to look like them, but they were taller than I was. Broader than I was. Built differently if you know what I mean. They were big strongmen, who furthered their genetic size by lifting and working out, whereas I would never be able to reach that size and strength. But I watched from afar and began a secret man-crush on them. Even to the extent of fantasizing about how big their dicks were. I figured if they were that big - physique-wise - then I would assume they were that big proportionally.
I hate to admit it, but on some nights after watching them work out, I would go home and at night picture myself sucking them off. Being their little fuck toy and being seduced by two rather large men. Now I will further by saying, I never for a minute believed I am or even was gay, or Bi for that matter. Always had a fondness for women. That is until I saw them naked.
I had just finished using the bathroom stall during my workout. As I walked out of the stall, I saw both of them come around the corner, on their way to the shower. Now, these two guys weren't shy at all, walking with their towels over their shoulders, holding their toiletry racks, flip-flops on, but otherwise naked as can be. I froze! I didn't know what to do. I surely didn't want to stare, but the sight of their naked bodies, with *quot;above average sized cocks*quot; hanging down; glistening sweaty bodies made my heart jump. I will admit because it needs to be said, I was turned on. Scared and concerned for my own sexuality but very curious and very interested in them. Bodrum Escort Both of them!
I didn't stick around that night to see the end conclusion, but it made me more and more interested in sucking cock. I must have stroked myself 5 times over the next few days envisioning them naked. Wondering what it would be like to suck a dick. Their dicks. Both of their dicks. And that's when I became overly engaged and I wanted to see that again.
The next time they were at the gym, I purposely mulled around waiting for them to hit the showers. But this time, I was going to try and sneak a peek (if I could) while they were showering. I went in a short time after they headed to the locker room. Both of them had already entered the shower and as much as my heart wanted to see it. I knew I was doing something wrong, stalking or spying on these men, so I refrained. But as I was changing to leave, they both came out with towels wrapped around their waists. I was actually disappointed as I wanted to get a better view of their dicks. But that's when my luck changed.
*quot;Hey, Tony.*quot; One spoke out to the other. *quot;Here's that little guy I was telling you about who's always copying us.*quot;
*quot;Oh Yeah, Mark, You're right.*quot; The other replied.
*quot;Hey, man what's your name? Tony asked.
*quot;Uhm, Me?*quot; I replied.
*quot;Yeah, you.*quot; Mark touted.
*quot;I am Gary,*quot; I shuddered out.
*quot;Why are you always following us around the gym, Gary?*quot; Tony asked.
*quot;Uhm, well I think you guys are amazingly built and I have always wanted to be that big, so I just follow the machines you use, and do what you do,*quot; I answered.
I followed with, *quot;I didn't want to be weird and approach you guys, so I was just mimicking what you do.*quot;
*quot;Look at the little sissy boy, who wants to be big.*quot; Mark giggled. As they both laughed at me.
*quot;What else you like little man?*quot; Tony asked.
*quot;I don't know what you're asking me,*quot; I replied.
*quot;You like our big bodies boy?*quot; Tony asked.
*quot;Ugh, yeah I do, I just.....*quot;
*quot;You like big men Gary? Mark added.
*quot;Well, I guess not in that sense, but yeah, I suppose I do,*quot; I babbled out trying to answer their questions.
*quot;Get out of here sissy, before we make you, our bitch.*quot; Tony spewed at me.
I was rather saddened and rather taken aback by their tone and attitude towards me and I sat there with my head hanging down as they turned their backs on me and started changing. But something inside of me wanted this. I wanted their abuse. I wanted their pity. I wanted them to make me their bitch. I wanted to know. I had to know. And if I was going to be someone's bitch, I'd rather have it be them than some asshole in a bar. I mustered up the courage and spoke again,
*quot;Hey, guys look. I don't mean to be stupid, or offensive to you. I haven't been blessed with your bodies and strength, but I want to be. Maybe you guys can help me. If I have to be your bitch, then I'll be your bitch, but I want to be like you.*quot;
Tony and Mark swung around and walked a few steps towards me, literally hovering over me. *quot;You want to be like us?*quot; They asked.
*quot;Yes, I do,*quot; I replied.
*quot;You gonna do everything we tell you,*quot; Mark asked.
*quot;Yes. I will*quot; I answered.
*quot;Everything?*quot; He reiterated.
*quot;Yes, everything,*quot; I replied.
*quot;Then be here tomorrow at 7 sissy and we'll start,*quot; Mark stated. *quot;Better hold up to your word.*quot; He furthered.
The next day at 6:50 P.M. I was there, ready to go. Already changed, stretching out, water bottle in hand when they arrived. For the next few weeks, Tony and Marked worked with me, training me. Bodrum Escort Bayan They were teaching me, and showing me what exercises to do. What foods to eat, what supplements to take, and how to rest as needed. And as much as I appreciated them teaching me, I was hopelessly falling for both of them.
Every time we changed in the locker room after working out, I was trying to get good looks at their dicks, trying to hint I'd suck em both off. Trying to prove my worth to them. Trying oh so hard to be manly like them. Keeping it my little secret. My little fantasy, my little home masturbation playtime. That is until I got caught gawking.
I was in my shower stall and I could see Tony in his. His body was perfect, muscles bulging, body hard, dick hanging low and I got overly aroused. I started to get a hard-on and as much as I wanted to just brush it off. All the previous night's thinking about cock in my head, led me to advanced euphoria, at that moment, because instead of envisioning it, I was seeing it live and in person. Without conscious thought, my hand went to my hardening cock and I started stroking myself as I watched him shower. I leaned against the wall and was just sliding my hand back and forth over my shaft, getting closer and closer to being completely hard.
My mouth-watering, wondering what it would be like to be on my knees in the shower with him, sucking that huge cock, while he stood over me, with his massive physique. How Mark would be watching us and want his cock sucked too when I was done with Tony. How I would be the little sissy they called me. I would be their little bitch and pleasure them as needed.
That's when I got caught. I opened my eyes from my visions to see Tony outside of the shower standing there dripping wet, towel in his hand watching me.
*quot;You like cock sissy?*quot; He asked.
*quot;I couldn't deny it. I couldn't play this off as some spur-of-the-moment hormonal rush. I had to say it. I had to hear myself admit it.
*quot;Yes, Tony I have been thinking about it. Thinking about yours.*quot; I replied.
*quot;Look at this Mark, we found a sissy cock sucker.*quot; He belted out.
I stood rather flushed and embarrassed inside the shower stall, thinking I will never set foot in this gym again, and my world has changed.
*quot;Well come get it if you want it,*quot; Tony spoke as he grabbed his cock, lifting it up, showing it to me.
I was frozen. I didn't know if he was being serious, or an asshole. I surely wasn't going to fight my way out of this and I surely had no chance to go back on this, after being caught jacking off.
*quot;Well come get it,*quot; he spoke. *quot;You want it here it is.*quot;
*quot;Yeah, go suck it if you want it*quot;, Mark bellowed from inside his shower stall.
*quot;Common sissy boy. You said you'd do anything we said. Well, I'm saying come suck it.*quot;
I stepped out of the shower fearing the worst, hoping I wasn't going to get tossed around like a rag doll. But as I approached Tony, he placed his hand around the back of my neck and walked backwards, walking himself back into the shower stall, pulling me along. Once we were both in, he closed the drape and placed both of his hands on my shoulders guiding me down to my knees.
I came face to face with his flaccid at least 7-inch cock hanging down by his balls. It was clean-shaven and very sexy, with a thick vein running through it. I reached up and placed it in my hand just feeling his girth. I watched as he started to slowly get hard and it started to rise up from his body. He was a show'er, not a grow'er, but still had some amazing size and width to him.
I Escort Bodrum leaned down more and a bit further towards him and slid the tip into my mouth. I heard him groan softly as I started to work back and forth, just getting him completely hard. I had never sucked a cock before, so I wasn't sure if I was doing it right, but I was going to make sure I got him off.
When he was fully erect, I was sliding him in and out of my mouth as far as I could take him. His big muscular body and tight skin glistened as I was sucking him off. After being aroused and getting more into it, Tony pulled his cock from my mouth, held it in his hand, and slapped me in the face with it a few times, before ramming it back into my throat. He eventually sat down on the little wooden bench and I hunched over even further and was giving him a long wet, slow, sexy blow job.
I wasn't hard at first because I was scared and nervous but I tell you by about four or five minutes in, I was fucking loving every second of this. A dream had come true. I was sucking him off and I was getting hard and feeling like this is where I was supposed to be.
Mark did come out of the shower at one point and was watching for a bit before he walked away. I kept seeing him out of the corner of my eye, but he never engaged with us - at least not on that day - but did do a bit of voyeurism before he headed off.
I bobbed up and down on Tony's cock for the better part of ten minutes. And I LOVED EVERY FUCKING SECOND OF IT! I had no idea how erotic it was, how sensual it was, hold enlightening it was and how taboo it was for a simple guy like me to be sucking cock in the shower.
I had feelings inside of me pouring out of places I didn't know existed and I was not concerned about being gay or bi, I was just concerned about fulfilling a fantasy and sucking this guy's dick.
Tony started to moan heavier and heavier and was raising his hips upwards slightly, as his hand came to rest on the back of my head. I knew he was going to cum and I wanted him to. I was just a bit leery on whether or not I wanted to swallow it down.
*quot;Yeah, keep sucking it, sissy.*quot; He moaned out.
*quot;Yeah, take it deep, bitch.*quot; He followed.
Gagging sounds filled the locker room as every inch of his big thick cock was sliding deep into my throat, my cock hard as a rock, my eyes watering, my pulse racing.
*quot;Yeah, make me cum sissy. Make me cum.*quot; He groaned out time and time again.
I wanted to make him cum so hard, he'd never forget this blowjob. I wanted to feel it. I wanted to taste it. I wanted to swallow it. I wanted every bit of this.
*quot;Gary, Gary, Gary he moaned out just seconds before I felt the warm sticky goo hit the inside of my mouth. His body thrust as he grabbed my head with both hands ramming his cock in and out of my throat. His cum shooting time and time again deep in my mouth. Taste sensations I had never tasted before, odd sensations of feeling him jerk, his cock pulse, and throb which I had never been through. But experiences I would never forget.
*quot;Yeah Sissy, good job swallowing all that down. Nice work.*quot; He touted.
I got up from my knees still staring down at his hard, saliva and cum covered cock. His big board shoulders resting up against the shower wall, his strong legs pulsing with relief from being sucked off.
I quietly and without words stepped back out of the shower stall and back into mine. After Tony left the room, I stroked myself off and came all over the shower walls. By the time I had finished my little extracurricular activities, gotten dressed, and headed out, both Tony and Mark had left the gym.
I walked out a changed man. I had given a blow-job. I had jacked off at the gym after giving a blow job and I looked forward to hopefully giving him many more.
I'll tell you all about the next adventure about a week later.
To Be continued.