Last week, I joined a gym, hoping to see accelerated results. There is a Ballys about 5 minutes from my house. The staff and clientele are almost exclusively black, which is good and bad.
I have some observations...
Ballys has a reputation in the DC metro area for being EXTREMELY cruisy. I used to belong to the location on L Street NW and it was madness. Open masturbation in the shower, dick sucking in the sauna. I saw two dudes fuck right out in the open in the shower area one Saturday morning. I have not seen any of that at Ballys at Hampton Mall (my gym, hereafter referred to as BHM). However there are signs that the atmosphere used to be MUCH more festive. There are a plethora of signs indicating proper dress, including swimwear, is required in the wet and dry sauna. I have noted that this is not the case in other gyms I have belonged to. The comments of the older members also indicate a more storied past, with one guy admonishing his friend to be careful in the steam room because "you know how they do."
As a man, I am an observer by nature. As a black gay man, I am an observer of dicks and asses and a gym is always a great place for such observation. I never forget, however, that I am there to WORKOUT, otherwise I am paying 40 bucks a month to look at dicks and asses and I can do that for free on the internet. As an observer, I notice the people and activities going on around me as I arrive at BHM, get changed and workout. I have noticed that some people come to the gym and never workout. I was at the gym today, getting dressed, when this guy I had conversed with a couple days before arrived. (Why was I talking with him, read on below.) He changed into workout clothes and immediately headed into the steam room. I thought nothing of it and proceeded with my workout. About 30 minutes into it, I noticed this dude dressed and leaving the gym. Did he just spend 45 minutes lurking in the locker room and bounce? Hmmm...
While I was working out, my eye fell upon a tall dark-skinned creature with a look and manner that screamed LADY!!! He was one of those kids who already had a big booty, but walks around with it pushed out even further, giving the effect of a two-legged horse. Miss Horse Booty flitted from the cross-trainer machines to the treadmill, but never actually doing anything. I finished my workout and went to the locker room. I decided to try out the dry sauna.
I typically avoid dry saunas, but this one was perfect. It was hot enough that I was sweating profusely, but not so hot that I felt like I was suffocating. As I entered the sauna there were 4 older black men in there having a conversation on some inane subject. Their facts were totally wrong, but the conversation was fun, so i just dashed right over it, chuckling and co-signing where appropriate. When Miss Horse Booty sauntered in, one of the men said, "There he goes, or she, or whatever. She done toned her ass down recently." It's interesting to me that many of the older men keep making homoobservantphobic comments. The frequency of them and tone indicate to me that if others were not around to see or hear about it, they would not be above letting Miss Horse Booty suck their dick or fucking her in that phat ass. It makes you say, HMMMMMM...
When I joined facebook, a young guy that I was peripherally aware of hit me up and started chatting me up. He is shorter and much thinner than me, which I totally liked, but I didn't really know much else about him. Eventually the conversation got personal, with him asking for various dimensions and capacities. When I told him how much I weighed he said he liked that, because he wanted some weight behind it when he was getting his back banged out. (OH MY!) I never followed up because I didn't really know him and frankly, I was already banging some other guy's back out. The second day at BHM, I saw him come into the gym. I had noticed a week or so earlier that his facebook profile indicated that he was in a relationship.
After my workout, I headed to the locker room and as luck would have it, his locker was in the same area as mine. He had a friend with him (the locker room lurker). Although I hadn't seen him workout at all, he was in the process of drying off. His towel dropped to reveal the most perfect round tite little ass in all of creation. I shuddered a little to myself, thinking how much fun I could have had pounding him into submission (did I just share too much?). I immediately hit him up on faceboook to explore how serious that relationship was, but he seemed non-committal at best. Perhaps he saw through my transparent attempt to get some of that ass now that I seen it in all its glory. What did I care? I had nothing to lose, which brings me to my final observation...
Going to the gym regularly is making me horny as hell.
More to come!
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