By Azburglar
I have always been conscious about staying fit and healthy. My preferred activity is to go jogging. But during one particularly hot summer, I decided to go and get a gym membership. I figured I could work out in the air conditioning and maybe get some strength training in as well. There was a nice, new and pristine looking gym that had opened up recently near my apartment. In order to join, I had to sign a six month contract which seemed like a pretty big commitment to make but I usually stick with my goals so I relented and signed up.
It was my third time at the gym and I was wrapping up my workout with a vigorous run on a treadmill when I felt someone touch my shoulder. I spun my head around quickly and saw Barry standing behind me. I was not really friends with Barry. I had gone out drinking with friends a few time and ended up running into him. He always came across as rather arrogant to me but he seemed to be a pretty popular guy. He was the type of guy whom all the girls seemed to think was hot and all the guys wanted to hang out with him. "Hey, unh, Barry..." I muttered through deep breaths as I continued to run in place.
"Hey little bro," Barry spoke to me as he watched me workout. "Did you just sign up? I haven't seen you working out here before. I work out here a lot so I know most of the regulars." Barry flexed his muscular arms as he spoke to me.
I did not doubt what Barry was saying. He did look like he was in pretty good shape. He was bigger than me and had muscles that he did not mind showing off. I began to decrease the speed of the treadmill in preparation of stepping off. "Yeah," I began. "I just signed up a week ago. This is my third time working out here." As the treadmill slowed down to a stop, I stepped off of it. "I have been here for about an hour now, this was the last thing for me."
"Oh cool," Barry said enthusiastically. "I just finished too. We should go hit the showers together!" Barry stepped in front of a nearby mirror and checked himself out while he flexed his muscles.
"Well, ok," I spoke as I continued to try and catch my breath. I wiped some sweat that was running down my face. I stepped past Barry and began walking towards the gym's locker room. When I arrived in the locker room, the first thing I did was track down the locker I had put my stuff in. After fiddling with the combination lock, I was able to open up the locker and grab a towel I had brought with me. I used it to wipe the sweat off of my face and neck. As I wiped myself off I could hear the shower adjacent to rows of lockers turn on.
"The water feels fantastic," Barry's deep voice thundered out from the shower. "Come on little bro, hurry up and come in here with me."
"Uhh," I stuttered. "That's ok Barry, you go ahead. I will come shower after you." The thought of showering naked in front of another guy made me feel a little uncomfortable.
"Come on!" Barry yelled indignantly. "Are you kidding me? Get in here!"
"No Barry," I replied to his bellowing voice. "Actually, my apartment is not very far away from here. I think I'll just go and shower there. It is easier that..."
"No!" Barry's voice yelled out, cutting me off in midsentence. A few seconds went by with nothing but the sound of the running shower filling the locker room. "Oh I get it," Barry continued, his voice interrupting the near silence. "You must have heard all the rumors. Well, there is no reason for you to be intimidated. Come in here and see for yourself."
"Rumors?" I asked questioningly. I had no idea what Barry was talking about. "I do not know what you are talking about. I haven't heard any rumors. I just would prefer to shower at my place."
"You haven't heard?" Barry's voice rung out through the running water. "The word around town is, I have enormous balls, you know? I am talking about really big testicles. Come on in here and I will show you what I[m talking ‘bout."
"Oh, ohm... ok," I spoke not knowing what to say without sounding incredibly awkward. "That's... ok, I will take your word for it but really I should..."
"Come on man," Barry whined. "Aren't you curious? Just come over here real fast and take a glance at them. Trust me, you are going to be impressed when you see them."
"No Barry," I said uncomfortably. "Don't you think this is getting kind of gay? I mean, I am straight, I don't want to go over there and stare at your..." I choked up a little bit and continued. "Ugh, big... balls."
"Nonsense!" Barry declared. "You watch porn, right? Well, sometimes you look at other guys' balls. It is no big deal. I am not asking you to take a look at them because you love balls. I just want you to have an appreciation for how big these fuckers are." Barry turned off the water to the shower. "Look, don't worry about getting in here naked, I am gonna walk over to where you are and you can see what I’m talking ‘bout."
"That's ok!" I yelled quickly. "I really have to go!" I grabbed everything out of my locker as fast as I could and rushed out of the locker room. Not once did I look back. As soon as I got home, I got into the shower. I could not stop thinking about what Barry was talking about. He was right; I was kind of curious. Did he really have such enormous balls or was he just messing with me? At the same time, I totally felt creeped out. Why did he want me to shower with him so bad?
I was a little bit reluctant to go back to the gym because I knew if I ran into Barry again, it would be awkward. However, I had signed a contract and made a commitment to working out there so ultimately I felt like I had to go back. I couldn't let the weird encounter between Barry and I ruin my ability to work out at the gym.
The next time I went to work out, sure enough, I ended up running into Barry while I was doing bicep curls. We ended up making eye contact while I was in the middle of lifting some dumbbells. When I saw him, I immediately thought about how his supposedly large balls. Awkwardly, I spoke out, "Oh, uhhh, hey Barry."
"Hey little bro," Barry said confidently as he took a few steps forward. "Great form on those curls there. Keep working at it and you might actually gain some muscle." Barry chuckled.
"Ugh, that's about all my arms can take," I explained. I carefully put the free weights back on to the rack. "Now I just got to work out my chest and I am done." I walked over to the bench press and laid my back against the board.
"I will spot you," Barry volunteered. He stood nearby my head and leaned over so he could grip the bar if I needed help. "How come you left so quickly the other day?"
Carefully I brought the barbell close to my chest. I extended my arms and pushed it back outward. "I'm sorry Barry," I explained. "I realized I was running late and I really had to go."
"Oh," Barry said. He leaned in over my head in preparation as I further extended my endurance. "That's too bad. I was about to show you my huge balls. It's ok though, you can check them out in the locker room today."
My arms trembled a bit as I continued to do reps with the barbell. "That's ok, Barry" I said as I tried to concentrate on the lifting. "I don't want to see them, I believe you." I lowered the bar back down to my chest. As I did so, I heard a rustling noise and all of a sudden I felt something heavy drop down on to my forehead. A musky scent entered my nostrils. On the edge of my peripheral vision, I could see some wrinkly flesh sitting on the top of my head. "What the hell!" I exclaimed.
Barry laughed. "Relax, little bro." he said with a huge grin on his face. "Just giving you a little incentive to do one last rep. They feel pretty heavy, don't they? Hurry up or I will drag these big boys across your face."
"Shit!" I exclaimed. My arms were so weak from my previous reps. I felt completely pinned and helpless. "Don't do it Barry, come on!" I pleaded. I could feel his heavy fleshy orbs jostling around on my forehead. It sent shivers down my spine.
"You have ten seconds before I am rubbing these back and forth across those lips of yours." Barry explained to me. "They are extra sweaty from my work out; keep that in mind." He began counting down from ten.
"Shit, no!" I gasped. With every number counted down, my body shivered. Finally, when I heard him reach three, I felt a sudden burst of adrenaline. My weak arms were filled with strength and I was able to raise the barbell back out and hang it up on the supports. As soon as I had put the bar down, I slid off the table.
Barry laughed. "Aww, too bad," he said. "Great job on that last rep. Now let's go back to the locker room so you can get a proper viewin’."
"Dude, stay away from me!" I said angrily. "I am out of here!" I quickly exited out of the gym. I did not even bother to stop and get my things out of the locker. I figured I would return later when Barry wasn't there. I couldn't believe he put his bare ass ball sack on my forehead.
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