Greg just finished up with his last rep, curling the 50lbs d..

Greg just finished up with his last rep, curling the 50lbs dumbbells with ease, when he noticed the older man staring at him. He tried to ignore the man, but everytime he looked in the direction he saw the man staring back at him. The worst part was that Greg found himself getting hard. His cock was obscenely bulging in his sweatpants. The older man walked pass Greg and smiled. Greg wanted to tell the man to fuck off, but instead he followed the stranger into the locker room. It was like his cock was leading the way. Once in the locker room, the older man headed toward the bathroom stalls. He held the door of the last handicap stall open. Greg felt small and submissive as he squeezed past the older man into the stall. Neither man said anything as Greg turned to face the other man. The stranger smiled as he reached out and pulled Greg’s oversized tank top aside to reveal his left large smooth pecs and its silver dollar size nipple. The man then leaned down and gently licked the nipple, sending waves of lust through Greg’s body. Greg never realized how sensitive his nipples were. It was like they were hot wired to his cock, causing it to throb in his underwear and sweatpants. Greg let out a deep groan as the man bit and began to suck on the hardening nipple. “Fffuck, please,” Greg groaned. The stranger pulled away and laughed at the muscular younger man. He then took both nipples between his fingers and worked them. The older man smirked as he twisted and pinched the nipples, causing Greg to moan loud despite the fear of being overheard by someone. Greg begged for the man to stop while shifting between his feet. He felt like he would blow his load just from his nipples being played with. Greg was finally relieved when the man let go of his tits and pecs. “Turn around and pull down your sweatpants,” the man ordered. The man's voice turned Greg on so much. He found himself growing more submissive and aroused, as he turned around and obediently hooked his thumbs into the side of his sweatpants’ waistband. Greg felt so sexy and slutty as he slowly peeled the sweatpants down over his large muscular ass. His red boxer-briefs were stretched over the perfectly shaped glutes as if they were two well flated basketballs. Greg was always proud of his ass and legs. His ass had turned a lot of heads, by both women and men. Women often grabbed the firm cheeks when he fucks them. “Beautiful,” the stranger whispered. The older man came closer and gripped the tight ass cheeks, squeezing and kneading the muscles through the tight nylon material. Greg groaned again. The man smirked and then proceeded to peel the underwear down. Greg instinctively gripped the top of the stall’s door as his smooth ass was revealed. It was flawless, perfectly sculpted from hours of squats. The older man reached out and spread the large cheeks, and was pleased to find Greg’s tight rosebud winking at him. The stranger then began to stroke it, teasing the virgin entrance. Without thinking, the normally straight alpha stud pushed his ass backwards. The older man smirked in return and pushed a finger into the hungry ass. Greg gripped the door as he got a finger for the first time. He never had anything inside his ass before and he found himself loving it. His grip on the stall door tightened as his insides were stroked. “That a good boy, just relax your muscle pussy,” the older man whispered. Greg moaned in response as he felt the finger poking his prostate. His cock was jerking in response. Feeling the tight anal muscles loosening around his finger, the older man squeezed in another fat finger, causing the muscle stud to moan louder. He began to move the fingers in and out, spreading them as wide as he could to stretch the muscle hole open. “Please,” Greg hissed and squirmed. The old man smirked. Once he had the muscle pussy stretch as much as possible, the stranger pulled his fingers from Greg’s hole. The fingers made a popping sound as they were pulled out from the still tight hole. Greg then moaned as his ass felt empty once again. The emptiness was short lived however. “Just relax your anal muscles. It would feel so much better,” the man whispered into Greg’s right ear. The stranger gripped Greg’s masculine waist and with a hard thrust pushed his cock into the bodybuilder’s ass. Greg grunted loudly and gripped the stall door harder. He held it so tightly that he almost ripped the metal door off the stall hinges. However, he did as he was told and relaxed his anal muscles. Soon the intense pain faded and was replaced with pure pleasure. It felt like every nerve ending in his body was alive and on fire. Feeling Greg’s ass growing used to his thick cock, the stranger eased out and thrusted back in. Greg’s prostate was being rammed over and over. He could never imagine how good it felt. Each time the stranger pounded in and out, he went deeper and harder, until he was ball deep into the muscle stud. The older man grabbed the mountainous, muscle layered shoulders to get more levage to pound the muscle boy harder. Greg’s own cock was on the verge of exploding. He couldn’t take it. Finally, with the man deep inside him, Greg’s cock erupted. He came hard, shooting his thick cum onto the bathroom stall doors. As Greg came, his muscles tensed and spasmed. His muscular ass clamped down on the man’s cock like a vice and began to milk the huge cock. The older man pressed his face down on the huge shoulders, biting down on the thick trap muscles to keep from screaming as he came deep inside Greg. Greg and the stranger remained locked together for several minutes in post orgasm bliss. Even after the man pulled out, the deflowered muscle stud kept a tight grip on the metal door. All the while, his thick cum slid down the door in long streaks.