I'm not long back from the gym where I had a total workout moment. I went to Step Class - I'd never done it before but thought I'd try it on for size. There was a bit of a sexy guy who joined aswell tonight and the instructor kept on shouting out "Come on My Boys!" to the two of us. He had perfect teeth and a nice semi tight vest and I seemed to vaguely recognize him so immediately labelled him as one for my team and as always, my gaydar didn't fail me, especially as he was quite hot. Slightly embarrassing was when the instructor asked over the microphone if we knew each other and if we were meeting up later! She must take me for some kind of slag - which I am.
The instructor practically killed me with her wild instruction but the rest of the class were totally getting into shouting "Yeah!!!" and "Come On!!!" and the occasional "Whoop" I just smiled and kept my head down but the hot gay guy was working it hard so naturally I couldn't let myself down and busted a nut for an hour - I found the class kinda easy to pick up but the instructor put me through my paces and then some. I'm a real competitive whore and could see that I didn't want to be beaten and I don't think he did.
After class, I had a chat with the guy who was really nice and his teeth were gorgeous but as I hit the showers, he went to the swimming pool for a chill out so never got the chance to see his undoubtedly beautiful dick. Walking home I realised he was a guy I served in Polo when I worked there - very nice and even better to chat to although he has a boyfriend I'm sure!
I did however come out the shower and head to my locker to be met with the sight of a stunning guy in front of my very eyes, stripped naked with a nice big fat cock hanging - he had a bit of a hairy body and was just soooo manly - I could almost smell the testosterone and my gaze immediately went to his crotch area in admiration. It was all I could do from bending down and sucking it til the hot gay guy finished in the swimming pool so I could start on him! Which I didn't but the thought was there. I felt like Samantha Jones in Sex and the City when she peeps into the New York Yankee stadium on season 2.
Now I'm exhausted and still wanting more - if there's ever an incentive to go to the gym, then the hot guys are it.
Tuesday, January 23, 2007
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