EP1 | Cruised In The Gym Showers By The Straight Fitness Trainer (Patreon)

This fictional story features only adult characters (18+) and portrays consensual interactions throughout.

Everyone loved Matt’s classes.

He did a weight session at this boutique gym I had been going to, and you always needed to book in advance for his class. Mainly because the classes were so good. He had a lively vibe, but he also pushed you hard. So, you knew you'd get a proper workout.

But also, he was attractive. Like, really, really attractive. He was in his early thirties, with dark hair, tanned skin, and the kind of muscles you only get if you have been going to the gym every day for years. Big arms and pecs with perfect abs and a very sexy V-line. He would wear these low-cut tank tops and tight-fitting shorts in class, and seeing his rippling body covered in sweat every session was enough to keep me coming back. At the end of each class, he would stand at the door as you left and give you a high five, and my heart would flutter every time.

Of course, he was straight. He had a stunning girlfriend, whom I had seen a few times at the gym, and I had recently heard they had just had a child together.

The class was full of guys, many of them gay (I am sure going for the same reasons as me), so the changing room after class was always packed. I felt very self-conscious being around all these very toned, muscular guys, so I would hold back a bit after class until it became quieter.

I'm not in bad shape; I go to the gym four times a week and enjoy running, so I have a pretty decent body for someone in his early thirties. I don’t have a six-pack, but I do have a nice, toned stomach, and I’m especially proud of my ass. I admit it’s my favourite area to work on in the gym, so I have a nice bubble butt that gets quite a few compliments. However, some of the guys here work out every day, so I prefer waiting to change until there are fewer people in the changing rooms.

The showers are just off the main changing room, down a small corridor. There’s a row of four shower cubicles facing another four opposite. I’ve heard from some of the guys at the gym that the end ones can get a bit cruisy during busy times. While I find that hot, I don’t get involved. I tend to be self-conscious about it, and I normally prefer going on a date before getting down to business. However, I was tempted a few times when I’d been going through a particularly dry spell and hadn’t hooked up with a guy in a couple of weeks, so I was feeling quite horny.

On this particular day, Matt’s class had been tough, even harsher than usual. He really challenged everyone. We were all dripping with sweat afterwards, and Matt was wearing a white tank top that had become completely see-through with sweat, so his pecs and rippling abs were on full display. I had to concentrate hard to avoid getting a hard-on. At the end of class, we all shuffled out, and I couldn’t help but swoon a bit when he looked me in the eyes as he high-fived me. Why is this straight man so attractive?

I headed upstairs to the cafe to get a post-workout shake and wait for the changing rooms to quieten after the class rush.

After about fifteen minutes, I headed back down to the changing rooms. As I went in, I was pleased to see only a couple of guys finishing getting changed. I went to my locker, collected my belongings, then undressed, grabbed a towel, and headed off to the showers.

The showers were empty, my favourite. It means I can enjoy a nice, long, hot shower without disturbance. I took one at the end and hung my towel over the frosted glass doors. The shower cubicles have two frosted glass doors with a gap in the middle. This means if you look across, you can see a little into the other shower. If someone else is there, you can catch a glimpse of them, and there have been times I’ve enjoyed a sneaky little look at a hot guy showering across from me.

I turned on my shower and lathered up under the hot water. Damn, that felt so good. My muscles were sore from class. I was enjoying the sensation of the water on my skin when I heard someone entering the showers. I didn’t think anything of it until they walked all the way to the end and started going into the cubicle across from me.

Considering all the other showers are free, it seemed like a strange choice.

Like I said, I hadn’t got off in a while, but I wasn’t into cruising here, so I just carried on soaping up my body. After a minute, though, I couldn’t help but glance to see who had gone into the shower across from me. I could see a naked body under the steam of the shower. Wow, they had an incredible body. I could just see their rock-hard ass and muscly back and broad shoulders, then they turned, and I saw an amazing rippling six-pack and a handsome face.

Holy shit, it was Matt.

Matt, the handsome straight trainer, was showering opposite me. As I had this realisation, his hands moved from where he had been soaping himself, and I caught sight of his thick, meaty cock. It was enormous, swinging there between his thick thighs.

I realised I had stopped breathing and was just standing there staring, so I quickly resumed cleaning myself. The trainers do use the showers sometimes; I just hadn’t seen him in here before. I had heard he usually just left after classes and went home, as he didn’t live far. But here he was, naked, right across from me.

Now I knew he was straight, so nothing would happen, but the fact that I got to see his naked body and that amazing cock would fuel my wanks for a long time. I didn’t want to make him uncomfortable, but I had to steal a few more glances. My cock was already starting to get hard, so I tried to take deep breaths to calm it down.

I turned back around so I was facing his shower and could see him again through the cracks in the door. He was cleaning his body all over, and he was facing me so I could see his abs and cock again. His hands started rubbing his cock… and kept rubbing it.

Was he getting hard?

He was tugging at his cock and using his other hand to massage his abs. Fuck, this is so hot.

Then I saw him look straight at me.

Oh shit. Busted.

I froze.

I had no clue what to do. I was caught staring.

But he didn’t stop rubbing his cock. He was now looking straight at me while rubbing his dick, and it was getting hard. I don’t know how, but it kept getting bigger. It had to be like nine or ten inches when at full hardness.

I was rock hard now, standing with water running down me just watching as he started properly jacking himself off.

What he did next stunned me.

Without saying anything, he took one of the doors and opened it, so I had a much clearer view. I was completely mesmerised. I followed his lead and opened one of the doors of my shower and started wanking my cock.

How the hell was this happening?

We were both standing facing each other, only a few feet away, with our showers running while jacking our cocks. This god of a man is looking me straight in the eyes. I started to get bold, so I turned and started rubbing my ass, showing it off to him. He started jacking harder, really working his cock, which had now reached a good ten inches.

I spread my cheeks and started fingering my hole, showing it off to him. Fuck he made me act so slutty. I moaned as I slid a finger in. He was now staring at my hole, his face pure concentrated lust. I slid a second finger in as I was jacking my cock too.

He started groaning quietly, this low rumble I could just hear over the sound of the water. He was wanking his huge cock all the way from the base to the head, now using both hands. Then suddenly his head flew back, and he shot an almighty load of cum which flew across and hit me on my ass and lower back. I have never seen cum shot so far! He kept jacking as the wave of orgasm hit him, his cock shooting out so much cum. Fuck this guy’s balls were full.

He gradually came to a stop and shook off the last of the cum dripping from his monstrous cock onto the floor. He didn’t glance at me once as he stepped back into the shower and shut the door.

I didn’t know what to do; this perfect man’s cum was on my ass and lower back, and I just watched him orgasm while jacking off to me. I closed my door too and stepped in, but made sure the water didn’t wash off his cum.

He washed himself, then turned off the shower and dried off. Afterwards, he left the shower cubicle and headed to the changing room without so much as glancing at me.

I stood there in shock. Did that just happen, or did I just have the most intense sex dream in the shower? I felt my ass, and there was his cum, it happened. I scooped it off my ass and back and looked at it in my fingers. I smelt it, fuck that smelt good. Then I took my fingers and licked a bit of the cum. I tasted its sweet saltiness. Fuck.

I was feeling so kinky that with the rest still on my fingers, I slid them back inside my ass and fucked myself with his cum, as I jacked my cock and blew my own huge load against the shower wall.

I was completely dazed after I shot, one of the most intense orgasms I have ever experienced.

I washed myself under the water, dried off, and left the showers to go back to the changing room.

It was empty. I went to my locker and changed.

As I left, I couldn’t see him anywhere.

I was confused. I knew he was straight, but what was that? We didn’t actually touch; he just jacked off in front of me. I honestly didn’t care what he was, maybe just a horny guy who needed to get off, and I was in the right place at the right time. And as much as I don’t normally do anything like this, I knew I would do anything for that man.

My main thought was, will it ever happen again? I strongly doubted it.

But as I left, I made sure to stop by the front desk to book his next class.

And I'll be waiting at the end of the shower cubicle in case he wants a second round.