Free Weights and Sweaty Dark Guys (Part 1)

By: Dexter Hi, this is Dexter "Dex" again. I authored of "Basketball and Straight Guys" and "Swimming and Straig...

By: Dexter

Hi, this is Dexter "Dex" again. I authored of "Basketball and Straight Guys" and "Swimming and Straight Guys" here.

You might want to read these stories before this. Again, I am a Fil-Am, now a graduating student at one of the "expensive" universities in the Philippines.

At 5'11, I have a lean swimmer's build as I used to do swimming, basketball, and free weights workout somewhat regularly.

I am bisexual as I still do have a girlfriend, but I have had some male-to-male encounters in secret.

I have had some more basketball weekend "fun" with Paolo, and a few secret sessions with Ollin. Unfortunately, Ollin had to transfer school.

Anyway, I am in my last year in college and studies got really demanding. I now rarely go to the gym and go swimming with the team.

Good thing there was this long weekend when I finally finished my project early and I had 3 days chill time.

I decided then to go to my personal pad away from home and spend some alone time and do some catch-up lifting.

The condominium gym was a bit small, but it had a lot of free weights and even kettle bells. At 8 AM, I was alone in the gym, so I took off my top. I faced the mirror and noticed that I was starting to have some baby handles on my sides. This is not good, I thought. And so, I started with some core exercises torturing my handles with side planks.

Around after half an hour, a guy came in, in tank top and black running shorts. Our eyes locked, and gave smiles mutually. He was smaller at around 5'8, and had remarkably dark chocolate complexion. As opposed to my lean build, he was a bit bulky. He did not have greatly defined arms and chest, but I know there's some cuts there. He looked like a guy who was probably muscular but who has gained some weight. Nevertheless, I found him cute, with a smooth baby face, droopy sleepy eyes, and a really juicy lips.

After his warmups, I continued my workout with chest presses, and he was now doing kettle workouts - some snatches and jerks. As he was almost directly straight in my line of sight, I saw him struggling and sweating. Best of all, I was able to see his armpits with hair drenched in sweat. I realized that I really had a thing for sweaty dark guys. I just wished he took his top off. He was starting to turn me on, and some bulge was starting to form from inside my shorts. As I had my breaks lying down on the bench, I was trying to sneak some peeks at him. I noticed that he was also checking me out, or at least I saw him staring down my equally sweaty body. One time, our eyes met again, and then he gave the cute innocent smile. I nodded and faked a smile wondering if he was giving signals. I badly wanted to approach him, but I did not know what to say. So I just proceeded to lie down the bench, pin down my hands beneath my head, exposing my wet body and armpits further. My bulge continued to grow as I watched the guy do more sets of jerks. I have then confirmed that he was indeed occasionally stealing some glances at my torso, or maybe my bulge.

After finishing his kettle bell jerks, he turned around, his back on me, then suddenly removed his tank top. He grabbed a hand towel and started to take some sweat off his body. I sat straight up and wished he was facing me. Grrrr. With his sweaty back upon me, more blood rushed into my tool. It was now difficult to conceal my erection in any way. Also, what was a major turn on was his gastrocs (lower legs). It had enough hair and it was so defined that I wanted to just grab it and lick all over it.

Suddenly, he turned back around and faced me, exposing his torso. His pecs were bulky with slightly legit cuts, and not booby-round. And though his belly had some baby fats, it looked firm enough to match his pecs. I do think he indeed was on his way to getting the body he wanted, or he had it but just gotten a bit fat. His nipples were perfectly dark and perfectly suckable on those pecs! He was like a dark chocolate version of Paolo. Ughhh. His treasure trail was also quite noticeable, with manly quantity pointing down to the treasure I now wanted to get my hands on.

I then tried to get some new weights on the side so I did not look like just staring at his sexiness. I started doing bicep curls sitting down and he proceeded with some stretching. He raised both his arms over his head and the sight of his pits again put me in a very uncomfortable sexual urge. He then started to approach me, his tank top on his shoulder. "Bro, pwede ba ako gamit ng bench?" he asked. My heart was pounding, I was directly in front of his chest and his body had already started to have some beads of sweat. I looked, him smiling, and answered, "Sure, bro. By the way, Dexter." I dropped the free weights and reached out my palm for a handshake. He obliged, squeezing my hand in a firm sincere grip. "JR, bro. Taga-dito ka?" he asked. I said yes, and mentioned even my unit number, and that I mostly speak in English. I stood up and ushered him to the bench. We were still all smiles and I had that awkward feeling in the middle of making a move or waiting for him to do it first. "You need spot, bro?" I asked, hoping that will somehow help me get him to do something. "Sige, para I can try heavier ones." he concurred.

I positioned myself above his head, him lying on the bench. On his first set he was already sweating hard and as I also smell his manliness, my body could not resist anymore. My bulge again got sharper directly above his head, no way of hiding it anymore. He breathed heavily with the weight he was bearing but did not say anything. I just started to notice his own mound starting to form in his black shorts. He later adjusted his shorts, pulling his shorts up, to try to hide his erection. In effect, he exposed more of his yummy hairy thick thighs. I thought, "Oh my God, I have not felt this much sexual urge for a long time, especially for a stranger." Trying to hide my urges got me to sweat heavily as well, some drops even falling on his already wet body and sometimes to his face and even mouth.

At the last set of his presses, I was surprised as his hand suddenly brushed my bulge as he placed back the bar to the bench. It was so electrifying that my penis twitched a lot. "You alright, bro?" I asked, smiling, seeing that he really struggled through that last set. "Yeah, super. Thanks, Dex." he answered back, still breathing heavily. "So, what do you want to do next?" I asked, hoping that I can "help" again. He smiled. He then brushed his hand over his chest, nipples, and body to wipe some sweat off. His hand went down to his shorts to adjust his shorts again to contain his own hardening. "Ikaw bro? What do you think?" he answered.