Jack's First Male Experience

Jack knew his new campus would have a gym he was just hoping it was well set up. His last university had the bare minimum and it made it so much harder to keep up with the progress he'd made building up the body he was now quite proud of. He adjusted the bag on his shoulder and walked through the doors.

"Hey there!" a chipper voice greeted Jack as he walked into the reception area.

"Uh, hi," Jack walked up to the desk, noticing the chipper voice had a nametag, Steve.

"First time?" Steve asked, subtly eyeing Jack from head to toe, something Jack had gotten used to the more muscle he'd packed onto his 6'2" frame.

"Yeh, just hoping to get some weights in."

"Good timing, we're almost closed. Weights on the ground floor, cardio on the mezzanine," Steve was gesturing through the windows towards the equipment. "Change rooms and showers down the hall, gents on the right, ladies on the left."

"Thanks," Jack smiled at Steve as he walked towards the change rooms, turning his back, knowing there were eyes following him.

Jack threw his gym back in an empty locker and pulled out his towel. He needed this workout badly, needed to release some tension. He'd been at this new campus 4 days and between the intense introductory schedule and the constant presence of his roommate he was starting to get a little pent up. On top of that the girl he'd been 'seeing' back home had just sent him some pictures highlighting exactly what he was missing out on. Jack hoped his roommate hadn't noticed the throbbing boner in his pants as he left for the gym.

After quickly changing in the empty locker room he headed into the weights area. The gym was pretty well set up. By the time he was onto his fourth machine Jack had worked up a healthy sweat and his workout top was clinging to his back and beginning to outline his abs nicely. This was the part of the gym workout he enjoyed. He liked seeing how his body looked in his workout gear. Back home he was one of the more well built guys and he took pride in being able to show off his broad shoulders and his chiseled abs. He glanced around to see if there was anyone worth showing off to and noticed that he was the only one in the weights room. Glancing upstairs to the cardio section he noticed there seemed to be an empty floor up there too. With another glance around his own level he caught the eyes of Steve the guy on the desk. He smiled appreciatively. Jack couldn't help but smile back, he wasn't into guys but at least someone was noticing the work he was putting in.

He'd worked hard for over an hour, enjoying the punishing feeling of the workout he'd missed recently. He'd cleared his mind of the tension of the start of a new school year but one thought stuck: "I'm fucking horny."

His workout finished, he grabbed his towel and headed back to the change room, he definitely needed a shower before he headed back to the dorm. He stripped his workout gear off and grabbed another towel. Not surprisingly his neglected penis responded instantly to its freedom and began to swell.

Jack entered the shower area, glad he was the only one around. His boner wouldn't have made the kind of first impression he'd want to make on any potential gym buddies. He turned the warm water on and stepped underneath, rinsing the sweat from his body. Lathering up his body he couldn't help but admire the chiseled abs he'd managed to develop over the summer, hoping these wouldn't go unnoticed by the ladies around campus.

As he soaped up more of his body he couldn't help but give his erection a couple of gentle tugs without realising it. It was the most attention he'd given it in days and damn, it felt good. His penis throbbed as he lightly stroked it, clearly needing to be fully taken care of. But he couldn't do it here could he? In the open showers at the gym?

"I hope I didn't interrupt," Steve, the late night gym receptionist, was standing at the opening to the showers.

Shit! Steve had to know what Jack had been doing, but he decided to play it cool. Yes he was as hard as a rock but if he didn't make note of it maybe he would get the hint that his erection wasn't an invitation and leave him to it, "I'm just about done here," he rinsed the soap off his body. "I suppose you want to close up, sorry," Jack shut off the water, grabbed his towel, attempted to hide his erection and walked towards his locker.

"Yeh, just come to let you know we're about to close. But it looks like you were about to finish in here anyway," Steve was seemingly not deterred and followed Jack back to his locker.

Jack sat on the bench, "Yeh. I'm just going to get dressed and head home." Despite his embarrassment his boner refused to subside. If anything, he felt like it had grown since Steve had announced his presence.

Steve sat down next to him, almost touching, "Well clearly you're not ready to get dressed yet." He gestured towards his obvious arousal, "I noticed you looked my way while you worked up such a nice sweat. Is this because of me."

Jack couldn't find the words to explain anything. He didn't know what to say. His boner was certainly not because of the receptionist, mostly just his pent up state, but his dick had a mind of it's known, somehow knowing that some form of attention was present.

"Um, I was just..." his words were cut off by Steve's hand reaching under the towel and encircling his rod. He was caught so much by surprise that he couldn't manage any words of protest and before he knew it the towel was gone and this man's hand was sliding up and down his wet cock.

"You like that Jack?" Steve was moving closer and closer, his hand slowly and delicately working him up and down. Jack couldn't deny the pleasure and succumbed to Steve's clearly experienced hands. He moaned and his eyes closed while he was momentarily lost in the pleasure of another hand working his cock, forgetting that the hand was attached to a male.

Jack couldn't deny the skills of the hand working his dick but when he opened his eyes he was struck again by the fact that a man was jerking him off. Just as he was about to put a stop to the action and assert his sexuality his balls, hanging low from the workout and hot shower, were being gently caressed and he couldn't help but let out another soft moan.

This new pleasure pushed those thoughts out of his mind and Jack decided to give this new experience his full attention.

The gentle hands caressing his swollen sack worked their way around confidently, exploring many places that Jack enjoyed exploring in his personal time. The combination of the roaming fingers and the tight grip on his shaft was getting him close to release.

"I'm going to cum," he announced, rather politely.

His body tensed and his balls raised. This was it. About to happen. His breath was short, sharp and shallow.

He curled his toes, closed his eyes and grabbed Steve's shoulder as he felt the cum stir from his balls.

What was intended as a moan of release came out as a low roar and a surprisingly large load pumped its way out of his cock catching Steve by surprise. Jack opened his eyes as he felt the first shot hit his chest, a new record for him. Each of the next six or seven shots of thick, hot cum worked their way progressively down his body until he could see that Steve's hand was covered in cum. He lay back and closed his eyes, panting.

By the time he opened his eyes again Steve was gone. Although he was incredibly grateful for the much needed release, Jack's head was spinning. As he got dressed his mind began to process all that had just happened. By the time Jack had let himself out of the 'after hours exit' he knew he now had a new reason to make sure his gym sessions were late at night.