Tyson was one hot guy. He was about 6'2, probably 19 years old, and muscled! He had ripped 6-pack and giant pecs. It's not like he was some hulk, but he was bigger than most men. Tyson's hair was short and a dark brown. His eyes were green and they sparkled when they caught the light. Okay, maybe that's taking it a little to far, but they truly are hypnotizing. He had a wonderful smile and nicely tanned skin. He had some stubble around his chin that was perfectly shaved to make him look sexy. I had never seen what he was packing, but I had heard some pretty impressive rumours.

How do I know all this? Because I have had a crush on him for the last year. My name is Duncan and I work with Tyson at the gym. I'm the same age as him and also quite muscled. I have blond hair and am also pretty tanned. Anyway, Tyson and I had started working at the gym together nearly a year ago. The first time I saw him, I knew that I wanted him. He is just so damn sexy! The problem is that he is straight as an arrow. He goes through girls faster than I change socks. Of course, being a nineteen year old, he had a crazy sex drive. Once, I heard him fucking and chick in the locker room in the morning and then in the afternoon, had two more going down on him. I never went in when I heard him groaning, kind of an unspoken agreement between us.

Anyway, we both work at the gym doing a variety of tasks. We aren't trainers, we are kind of the odd job guys. We wipe down machines every hour, fold towels and bring them to the locker room, make sure the barbells are in the right place, stuff like that. We have a changing room of our own to get ready in, complete with showers and everything. Unfortunately, no matter how hard I tried, I could not get Tyson to change in the locker room with me. It's not like I just blurted it out, but I always changed in there, yet he never did. It's not like he’s dirty or anything, but he doesn't do it while I'm around. I asked him once, why he doesn't change, and he said that women like his 'man musk'. After he said that, I tried to catch a whiff of him, but there was no reason for me to be that close to him.

Here’s the interesting stuff. One day, we were staying at the gym a little later. We had taken an extra hour for lunch and the boss was steamed! He said we had to stay after closing to wash and fold all of the towels. Yeah, it sucked but what the hell I needed the money. Tyson muttered something about a threesome he was planning, but he stayed nonetheless. We were just talking in the laundry room when I really started to think I could get into his pants.


“So man, what did you say about a threesome?” I asked.

“I got two Asian chicks meeting me at my place. Both virgins,” he replied with a huge grin.

“Hot,” I said, “ can you handle them?”

“What the fuck to you mean?” he asked, jokingly.

“Are you really good enough to keep them both...satisfied?” I asked.

“Hey,” I said, turning toward me, “anything this big drivers 'em crazy,” as he grabbed his