Taken at the Gym

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.

I saw several blank empty squares next to my own headless torso, but no obvious picture of him.

'Bloop' my phone beeped as I got a message from someone. I panickedly put it away, as the noise echoed in the gym. I'm sure no one noticed, but it felt like no one could have missed it.

Ed slipped off again, standing and stretching his shoulders. I went to change the weight, but I felt him behind me, pressing into me here in public, his rough hands on mine.

'I recognise that sound, I caught you staring at my dick, you looking for me there?'

I nodded, embarrassed. He hadn't lowered his voice. There were people around us, but no one had looked at us yet.

'Yeah, I could tell when I saw you that you'd want a daddy.' He pointed to a door to a small room used for massages and physios. He leaned right beside me.

'You see that room. I want you to go in it and strip for me. If I come in and you're not completely naked, I'm walking out again. You understand?'

'Yes.' I agreed.

'Yes what?' he insisted.

I gulped 'Yes daddy.'

Ed backed away and headed to the lockers, while I stood there, thankfully I was wearing compression shorts so my dick wasn't as visible. There was no hiding all my hard on though.

My body was sweating as I walked through the crowd to the treatment room. I opened the door slowly, finding it empty, bar a black leather massage table.

I hesitated for only a second before stripping off my gym wear, standing awkwardly nude, praying someone wouldn't come in.

The door opened wide as Ed walked in, carrying a small bag with him.

'Good boy.' He walking to me, putting an hand on my shoulder. 'You're going to make daddy proud aren't you.' 

I just nodded.

This hand ran lower to my ass as he began to turn me around, folding me over the table. He slapped my ass, before I felt him get behind me. 

I felt his weight on me as he knelt down, the stubble of his cheeks on mine as his face started between my sweaty cheeks, eating me out expertly.

'Fuck, I love the taste of your boy pussy Josh.' he murmured between licks, as his tongue reamed me, lapping hungrily at my hole. I was glad I had the table to grip onto as my knees felt weak. I had been rimmed before, but not this expertly.

'mhHhmmm.' I moaned at his expert assault, feeling his saliva leak along my crack.

He stood up.

'Please sir, don't stop.' I whined. He slapped my ass painfully as he rubbed his crotch against me.

'Don't you want me to fuck you?' he said. He wasn't really asking, he knew the answer. 

I reached my hands back, spreading my cheeks for him in answer.

A second later I felt pressure at my hole, as he started to slip in. I hadn't even seen his dick, I didn't know what size he was. All I knew is that whatever he had I would fucking have it.

He pushed all the way in, leaving my ass feeling full and stretched, before he started to move, thrusting into me slowly and powerfully.

I started gasping with each thrust, my dick leaking out what seemed a gallon of pre-cum with each thrust.

'That's it, what a fucking good boy'. Ed said, his voice slightly strained. 'Your ass feels so good. You want me to cum in you?'

I was panting, I knew I should have said no.

'Breed me, please daddy.'

He started fucking faster, the added vibration throwing me over my limit.

'MhhmmM' I moaned, blowing my load onto the table, having to grasp it for support.

'Fuck yeah, that's it, cum for daddy.' ed encouraged, his breathing speeding up, 'I'm going to fucking fill you up.'

He grunted, thrusting heavily into me,  cumming inside me.

Ed pulled out, spreading my cheeks to see his handiwork. 'What a beautiful sight.' he said, smacking me.

He pulled up his shorts and walked to the door, 'Good job son, I'll see you next time.' as he opened it, walking out. 

I lay there for the next few minutes recovering,  before I pulled on my clothes and left.