He went to the gym

John figured that with an hour of nothing better to do, why not spend that time getting a bit of a pump right?

So John left the laundry room and bolted out of the dormitory onto campus, where the sun was quickly setting against a bright orange sky. Fellow students and professors walked the campus grounds as the day transitioned into evening, with many of the students and some of the more laxed teachers leaving the school, surely prepared to party hard in a frat house or rich kids mansion. Unlike them though, John was headed out to go to his second favorite place on earth, the Sunset Gym!

It was only a couple blocks away from the campus entrance, which John enjoyed immensely as he could work out right after finishing the day’s classes. The gym itself was smaller than most gyms, sporting the same size as your average McDonald’s. The building was covered in a warm orange color and purple accents. The sign reading “The Sunset Gym” overlooked the street, which made it very easy to spot for John.

John practically ran through the front door, finding himself in the lobby. Inside the lobby was a black hair woman, covered in piercings and makeup. With how pale her skin was, you’d think she was a corpse. She was dressed in a uniform matching the colors of the gym.

“Oh, John, wazzup…” the girl said, hunched over in her seat as she idly stared at her phone.

“Nothing much! Just getting a bit of a pump before heading out to party.” John pulled out his gym membership card, which the girl barely looks at.

“You’re good to go…” the girl said before staring back at her phone.

“Thanks, Sherry!”

John then stepped foot into the gym, immediately looking over at the set of weights against the mirrored wall. Whilst the place was smaller than most gyms, the variety of weights and machines were more than enough for John to keep himself busy for an hour.

And that’s exactly what he did. He pumped weight after weight, smashing the lighter weights as a warmup before going hard on the heaviest ones John could hold up. John wasn’t the strongest man ever, but he could casually curl 50 pound weights for 20 sets without breaking too much of a sweat.

When he got bored of curling weights, he explored the many different machines to his disposal. Since he only had about 45 minutes left, he didn’t go too hard on any one machine, as technically today was his rest day. He did a couple leg machines, some upper body, some back, and even a bit of cardio on the treadmill. He spent about 25 minutes hopping from machine to machine till he got tired of one and moved onto the other.

After the final set on the calf raises machine, John got down on the ground, sitting on the honestly uncomfortable floor to catch his breath. He built up quite the sweat from the gauntlet of machines he just tried, and thought that he could use the rest of his time left to take a shower. Thankfully, this gym had a shower in the back, and a damn good one too.

So, John got up off the ground and headed to the back where the showers and lockers were. He peeked inside the room to find no one inside, he had the place all to himself.

“Damn, I’m lucky!”

John grabs a random towel off the pile of towels near the entrance and began to strip off his clothes. Usually he would strip closer to the showers, but as he was the only one in the room, he didn’t fear anyone taking or messing with his clothes.

In seconds he was completely naked from head to toe. He had a slim but muscular body, with abs that just barely showed through his stomach. He had a shapely ass and a bigger than average cock size, but as it was flaccid you couldn’t tell immediately that he was packing.

Without a care in the world, he strutted down the locker room naked as the day he was born as he walked into the closet shower. The showers were spacious but not really all that special appearance wise. It was a simple shower head with a faucet and that was it. What more could you want?

Nevertheless, John quickly turned the shower head on and began to bath in the warm water falling down onto his skin. After a sweaty workout, the feeling of water against his skin felt euphoric to John. He could feel his muscles relaxing as droplets trickle down his nude body.

With a bar of soap he found next to the door of the shower, he lathered his body, making sure to cover his arm pits and crotch with the clean soapy suds. He cleaned around every nook and cranny of his cock and balls, so much so that he starts to get a hard on.

“Should I… nah, not in the mood…”

But as John finished up his shower, something bad was going to happen to him.