Getting Banged By My Co-Worker …At Work

It’s weird how friendship works. What makes two people compatible?  I never could figure out why some people I vibed with, and others I could never really connect to. 

I had been working at the gym for what was probably a little under a year at this point,  when I met a dude named Jack. He was an interesting character for sure. Loved to laugh. And play jokes on people. He was one of our maintenance people. He fixed issues with the building and facilities as well as the equipment.  

I thought Jack was maddeningly attractive. Most people would describe him as very average. He was a bit of a nerd. Very skinny, yet his body was decently toned. His clothes never really seemed to fit him, always hanging just a bit loose. He was about my height at 5’11. But more than anything to me, he was a total goofball. He was so easy to be at ease with. I had also seen him randomly one day showering in the locker room, and I knew he had a big dick…and big balls.

Uncut. 

My Gym Buddy Used Me As His Sex Toy [23+24 M/M]

This is from my series Mr. Brooks: Locker Room Confessions

When I first started working at the gym I stood out right away. In a good way. People commented on how hard I worked. James once told me that members would stop him and comment on how great of a worker I was multiple times a day. James also told me that he liked when I was there because he never had to worry about what the club looked like (minus the ladies locker room of course).

A few months into the job and I was pretty comfortable with how things were going. I started to work out regularly and with intensity, and my body showed the results.

I would come into the club and people – co-workers and members alike – would come talk to me.It really made me feel welcomed. For the first time since the good times with Tommy, I felt like I had a place where I belonged.

There were gorgeous men (and women) everywhere! Besides the belonging, the eye candy was the best part about the gym.

My Bosses Fiancé – We Got Caught [23M, 29F, 32M]

Men are strange. In my conversations with “straight men” -particularly ones that are in relationships with women, but somehow find their way to me – I make it a point to ask them. ‘How would you feel about your partner having someone on the side? Most admit to having a problem with it. But can justify our encounters.

James hired me to work in the gym he was managing. I was fresh out of highschool and had fled to the city from my small town after being accused of… some gay shit – it’s a long story that I won’t detail right now… Anyway I had been working for the gym for about two years at this point and had recently started hooking up with my manager James. – I posted that story on this sub also

He’s 6’3, solid muscle, almost competition shape. He wears these glasses that almost make him a bit nerdy…which I find kinda cute. In every respect James is the boss. He’s the guy that you turn to when you need a leader. It’s innate. 

My Gym Bro Used Me As His Fuck Toy

When I first started working at the gym I stood out right away. In a good way. People commented on how hard I worked. James once told me that members would stop him and comment on how great of a worker I was multiple times a day. James also told me that he liked when I was there because he never had to worry about what the club looked like (minus the ladies locker room of course).

A few months into the job and I was pretty comfortable with how things were going. I started to work out regularly and with intensity, and my body showed the results. I would come into the club and people – co-workers and members alike – would come talk to me.It really made me feel welcomed. For the first time since the good times with Tommy, I felt like I had a place where I belonged.

There were gorgeous men (and women) everywhere! Besides the belonging, the eye candy was the best part about the gym.

I remember one day, I had gone upstairs during the midday lull to do some deep cleaning in cardio. I put each machine on its highest incline so that I could raise them up and clean underneath the machines.

Getting Fucked By A ‘Straight’ Dad In The Locker Room

So I worked in a gym for several years…I saw a lot of things… At the time, I had just begun to accept who and what I was. Saying ‘I’m gay’ wasn’t something that quite rolled off the tongue yet.

I had been the type of person who kept his head low and worked really hard. I got moved to the closing shift at my gym and that’s where the story kind of started.

I was always very by the book. I followed all the rules. The only problem was that nobody else did. For anonymity’s sake I am gonna be vague on certain details.

Some members at the gym would become very upset with me because they were used to getting things free that we actually were supposed to charge for. I had a hard time with this because it felt wrong to charge some people for the extra services and not others. I was just beginning my shift one evening when in comes this man who I will refer to as Miguel.

He Banged Me In The Locker Room Shower [M/M] [NSFW] [24 – 33] [Consensual – But Possible Rough Sex Trigger]

So I know that the name is ‘Locker Room Confessions’ …But in all honestly. I didn’t do that much hooking up in the actual locker room. I personally know people who sucked many times more dick in the locker room than me. The idea to this day makes me nervous. I am not much of a showoff. And public showers are just that …public …filled with other people’s germs. Not to kink shame, it just isn’t for me. 

However…That kind of changed with Amir. 

I had never dated a guy before. My idea of a relationship was texting a guy the next day to see if he was sore after we hooked up. But Amir was different. I didn’t even know if he was into guys at first. Even when we had that play kiss (I wrote about this …I think it’s called ‘He Wore Nothing But A Towel And Sandals’ …or you can find it on the podcast titled ‘The Next Level’ as a matter of fact there are a number of things I don’t have the time to write…if it’s on the Podcast I will just mark it with *PD*) I didn’t know what he liked. That evening he called me and asked me out to dinner to celebrate. My close friend Roxanne (who I also hooked up with…don’t judge a hoe) played wing-woman, telling him that I was the new manager of the gym. Roxanne’s husband Nick represented Amir legally in some sort of capacity, that’s how she knew him.