Alpha Dave Gets His Cardio by Randy Talbot
gay, athletics
Everyone in that gym knew Dave Callum, if not by name by reputation. On this small northern college campus, Dave was easily the alpha of any room he entered. And right now, pumping out bench presses with 180lbs loaded onto the bar, everyone was either casting furtive glances his way or openly gawking.
Dave was a specimen to behold as he laid on his back going for as many reps as he possibly could, for him he was pushing light weight. He was six-foot-four and about 240lbs of sculpted muscle with thick, dark hair, piercing blue eyes, thick eyebrows, a square jaw, and carved cheekbones. On that day he rocked a sexy amount of stubble to go with the light dusting of chest hair between his pumping pectorals. His skimpy tank top had his chest on full display. His bottom half was clothed in simple grey sweats, but everyone in the gym was trying their hardest to look right through them.
As many knew, Dave Callum was spectacularly hung. And the bulge in his crotch seemed to swell a little bit with every rep he pushed out. He loved finishing his workouts by pushing his chest as far as it could go, getting the best possible pump. And it turned him on like nothing else.
Dave had lost count of the reps, he didn't stop when his chest gave out, his workout was done when his dick was ready. He would keep pumping out the reps until he had an unmistakable chub going and the precum had just started leaking from the tip of his thick, uncut dick. And that's just about where he was now. He pressed the weight up feeling his balls churn inside his jock, feeling his dick stretch the fabric as it swelled, feeling the sweat slowly roll down his sides, feeling the testosterone surge throughout his entire body making him feel like a fucking god. Then he felt it, just a little bit of sticky moisture emerge from the tip of his semi-hard dick. He was done.
He racked the weight, sat straight up, and wiped the sweat from his brow with the hem of his tank top, giving the whole room a good look at his lightly furred cobblestone abs. He noted that a few twinks and muscle boys suddenly finished their workouts and headed to the showers, knowing that's where he'd be heading next, knowing how much Dave loved getting his cardio in the showers after a good workout.
Good, thought Dave --a smirk on his face, a twinkle in his eye, and a growing dark spot at the tip of his dick. I like being able to have my pick.
Then he stood to his full height, stretched his arms over his head, out to the sides, did a few twists, all while thrusting his crotch forward just a little bit. Just about everyone in the gym was openly staring at him now, such a godly display of masculinity. Eyes widened, jaws dropped, pussies twitched. He pretended not to notice.
He chugged the rest of his water, wiped down the bench, grabbed his towel and moved toward the locker room with the slow, lumbering grace of a panther. Dozens of eyes followed him, his massive dick hardening a little more with each step. He started picturing all the hot boys, stripping, checking their pumps in the mirrors, judging their timing, and getting ready for him. This was gonna be fun.
In the locker room, Dave looked no one in the eye and let everyone stare at him as much as they wanted. He quickly stripped and began stalking to the showers without a stitch on him. Most guys, even really good looking guys, even guys who are exceptionally well hung, usually wear at least a towel when they're in the locker room. Not Dave. He strutted slowly down the aisles of lockers, his semi-hard dick, swaying back and forth in front of him, now visibly leaking a slow stream of sticky precum as he went, his massive testicles swollen in anticipation.
Before entering the showers, he stopped to look at himself in one of the full-length mirrors, and strike a few poses and stroke his lengthening dick a couple of times, mostly for the boys who were too shy to follow him into the showers or be waiting there for him.
May as well give them some material for their spank banks, Dave thought.
The showers were one big open room with shower heads along the walls and a couple of pillars in the centre. Dave, of course, chose one in the very centre so he could get a good look at all the meat on display before choosing where to stick his prick. He soaped himself up slowly, washing every inch of his godly body from head to toe and then returned to wash his crotch last. He looked around, every guy there was staring-but-not-staring at him as he soaped up his huge cock and balls. Looking at all the prime, toned, young bodies on display of him --all of them waiting for him to make his choice-- it didn't take long for Dave's cock to swell to its full, thick, throbbing ten inches.
A few muted exclamations escaped the mouths of a some--
"Holy shit!... Oh my gawd!"
Probably those for whom it was their first time seeing Dave in all his glory.
Dave looked around. A tight looking twunk made eyes at him as he stuck a finger up his marble white bubble butt. Maybe. A lanky varsity basketball player, tossed a wink and a smirk as he stroked his own impressive cock. Definitely a consideration. Then Dave saw a guy he hadn't laid eyes on before, a guy openly staring at him and stroking an impressive eight-incher as he stood under his shower head. Fresh meat!
The dude was about six feet tall, blond, tanned, and built like an underwear model with a frecked, all-American baby face that, in that moment, was painted the absolute colour of lust.
Dave's cock twitched in his fist and leaked a healthy glob of precum onto the tiled floor. Then Dave let go of his cock and stalked toward the blond stud, never breaking eye contact. Without slowing his stride Dave walked right into the stud, kissing him on the mouth and backing him up to the wall.
Once Dave had him up against the wall the dude instinctively wrapped his arms up and around Dave's neck and one leg came up and wrapped around Dave's thickly muscled thigh. Within seconds the tip of Dave's enormous dick was pressing against the dude's pucker, leaking copious amounts of lube and demanding entry.
As the studs continued making out, several other muscle boys decided to make the most of the situation and started openly jacking their dicks in a semi-circle as they stood around watching as Dave Callum gave them all a demonstration in godhood.
After a minute the blond dude's other leg left the ground and wrapped around Dave as well. Then the dude's head threw back and a massive groan escaped his throat, making it obvious to every man there that Dave had made entry. Then, with the dude's shoulders against the tiles and the rest of his weight supported by Dave's legs and cock, Dave began making small thrusts with his hips, each one driving his massive, throbbing cock deeper and deeper into this stud's tight but willing cunt. With each thrust the dude let out another massive moan, the sound undercut by the sounds of falling water and all the other boys around them furiously slapping their meat as they got off. Dave let out deep, manly grunts as he worked himself inside his chosen stud. The whole scene sounded like two bucks mating near a waterfall. Dave's ass was a thing of beauty as it pumped his crotch up and down. One of Dave's thick, muscular arms was wrapped tightly around the dude's waist, the other pressed up against the tiled wall to steady himself.
After a few minutes, Dave let the stud down onto his feet and pulled out his cock, the look of loss on the stud's face was painful to see, but Dave wasn't done. He put the stud in front of him, his hard, dripping cock pointing toward the semi-circle of muscular studs all around them. Then Dave motioned toward the tight looking pale twunk. The twunk stepped forward, turned around, arched his back, and presented his pussy. The blond stud didn't waste a second. He stepped forward, grabbed the twunk by the hips, and slid his cock inside.
The twunk let out a little squeal, like what a wolf's prey might make, and then Dave quickly reinserted himself inside the blond hunk, eliciting another load, pornographic moan as he mounted both these studs at once.
For a few seconds the blond hunk thought he'd get to do some fucking of his own. He was mistaken. Dave wrapped his arms around both studs waists and began making deep, powerful thrusts, his hips making loud slapping sounds as they met with the blond hunk's ass. He thrusts were so powerful, his dick so huge, it was like he was fucking the pale twunk right through the blond stud!
The blond stud was the first to shoot. His deep moans quickened and it was obvious to everyone that he'd just dumped his load inside the twunk at the front of this epic fuck train. The Dave grunted and with one final thrust that put the blond stud on his toes and nearly made his eyes pop out of his head, he shot his load and planted his alpha seed deep inside. Feeling Dave's cum shoot up inside him like lava, the blond buy grabbed the twunk's hips and orgasmed again, filling the smaller dude with a second helping.
Feeling like he'd sufficiently impregnated both these studs, Dave released his massive arms and withdrew from the blond, his dick still rock hard and leaking a stream of milky cum down to his balls. Dave motioned for another couple guys to come forward. One began sucking his balls as Dave leaned his back against the tiled wall, the other licked his leaking dick like it was ice cream. Then Dave motioned to the blond.
"Get on your knees," Dave commanded. He was obeyed. "Now, suck him off."
Dave pointed toward the muscly twunk who had yet to blow his load. No man went home unsatisfied in Dave Callum's kingdom.
The blond hunk took the twunk's thick dick into his mouth and the twunk grabbed him by the skull and gratefully started fucking, grinning thankfully over at Dave.
Dave simply smiled and watched with his hands behind his head, his rock hard biceps and hairy pits on full display, as the two studs beneath him pleasured his cock and balls.
A few guys in the circle of admirers had already gotten off, some twice. The hung basketball player was impaling a skinny Latino twink over in the corner but saw something else that he wanted. He withdrew, got down on his hands and knees behind the blond stud sucking off the twunk and began eating out his ass. Apparently the hung basketball player saw Dave's alpha cum leaking out of it and couldn't resist.
The blond hunk howled on the twunk's dick. The twunk accelerated his fucking --his hips were practically a blur. The blond hunk's dick was rock hard again and pumping out a third orgasm as the twunky guy squealed, crumpled over him, and unloaded into his mouth.
Dave looked down at the scene he had created and it was all too much for him. His thick ten-inch dick began spurting cum like a fountain and three guys rushed forward to try and capture some of their alpha's load on their tongues.
Dave smiled and thought, Good cardio sesh.