Workout at my college gym (Fantasy)

\[Hey, I have some unrealistic fantasies I keep dreaming up, wanted to try and write them down. Hope you enjoy!\]

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Just another early afternoon at my college gym. Some classes are still in session, so there’s only a handful of people here. I walk over to my usual corner to do some light stretching by the floor mats and the dip station. A couple of cuties are sitting on the mats, already stretching. I’ve seen them here several times before, and I’ve been wanting to conjure up some courage to talk to one of them, but I chicken out every time. As I walk over towards the dip station, they glance at me and I smile at them. They both smile back and giggle a bit to each other! Holy shit, do I have a chance?! Because normally they would just completely ignore me.
I get a little more pep in my step and start doing my stretches. Who am I kidding, I’m still too chicken to strike up a conversation.
One of the cuties gets up from the mats and starts walking over towards me. She’s probably going to use the station next to me, so I side-step a bit to give her space. Wait no, she’s actually walking towards me! My mind is racing, she’s so fit and gorgeous, what are we going to talk about?! I’M SO TERRIBLE AT THIS. Oh god, she’s only a few steps away from me now.
She glances over at her friend, who is getting up from the mats, then back at me and steps in so close, like I can smell her minty gum kinda close. I’m so confused, is she going to make out with me?!

**BAM!** Her knee slams up into my balls. I double over from the sudden pain and almost dive face-first into her boobs. I’m no stranger to getting hit in the balls, but those were all accidents (I think). This was entirely different from what I’ve felt before. It was like somebody hit me in the abdomen with a sludge hammer. I also thought that my testicles jumped up into my throat and were the only thing blocking the puke from coming out.
I have no idea how, but I manage to stay on my feet. Bent over, knees closed in, just cupping my crotch and hoping not to pass out.
I felt a slap on my ass, it is her friend, who is now standing right behind me and laughing.
*“Took it like a champ! Today might be a long workout,”* she said.
Just as I’m trying to wrap my head around what the hell just happened, still bent over, the one behind me yanks my shorts and underwear down to my ankles. I feel something cold and skinny go into my butthole. I can only make out that it is a big tube of something, which she proceeds to squeeze and empty into my ass.
*“Gotta properly lubricate!”*
I’m so confused, who brings lube with them to the gym? Why fill my whole ass with it? Why am I starting to get hard from this?!

The girl in front of me squats down, wraps her arms around my legs and pulls me onto her shoulder. Oh god, what now? She stands up with those toned, sexy legs of hers, with me bent over her, bare ass high up in the air, and my boner squeezed between my stomach and her shoulder.
She steps over to the dip station, the kind with two beams sticking out as grab handles for doing body weight dips. I can feel her spreading my butt cheeks apart and the cold metal of the dips handle presses against my butthole.
Let me tell you something. I have an ex who pegged me quite a few times, and I’ve grown to enjoy that, but oh boy was this a whole different league. Lucky for my butthole, the tip of the handle is rounded off, but unlucky for my butthole, I have an ass full of lube and the handle is sliding in with not that much trouble, surprisingly! Thanks to my ex’s strap-on, I guess.
I feel like a goddamn koozie on a beer can. In fact, the handle is just about the same diameter as a can. It must be around a foot in already, and the girl is still pushing me further onto pipe.
The other girl grabs a couple of jump ropes and starts tying my hands behind my back. I slide probably another foot onto the metal pipe and start to feel that the first girl is not holding me on her shoulder anymore, as the other one takes off my shorts entirely and ties my legs wide apart to the station.
Out of nowhere, something feels just right in there, that feeling of my ass being full, and rubbing my erection on that sexy shoulder - just a little bit of jizz drips out of my dick…
“Hey look! I think he actually enjoys this!”
Holy shit, I’m actually hanging here, suspended by a metal pipe two feet up my ass, at my college gym, in the early goddamn afternoon, with my legs spread apart, and my junk hanging right under the pipe. Is anybody even seeing this?! Do I even want anybody to see this?! Can you imagine what the rest of college would look like for me if people found out about this? It would be like “hey, how’s it hanging, pole boy”, “ass pipe”, “butt gape”, and slide whistle sounds mocking all day.
Wait, they planned this! Why else would they have lube on hand at the gym?

*“Alright, now for the workout,”* they both start putting on padded gloves.
I’ve never imagined being in this situation, so I’m not even trying to guess what they are going to be doing next.
*“I got my knee in first, so it’s your turn,”* one girl says to the other. She excitedly hops under me and gets closer to my junk.
*“Here we go!”*
She starts smacking my ballsack with her fists, like a speedbag. It’s not nearly as painful as the knee was, but she’s still hitting pretty hard. She starts to pick up pace, and all I hear is my sack bouncing between her gloves and my “ass pole”, going pappity-pappity-pappity, strangely similar to an actual speedbag! After a while of this testicle tenderizing, she stops.
*“Now it’s time for a stretch between sets!”*
The other girl brings over a 10lbs plate. She wraps her fingers around the base of my nutsack and pulls the balls down. She straps the plate to my balls and just lets it hang. I’ve never seen my scrotum stretched out so much, feels like the skin is getting pulled from my legs and like somebody is tugging on the tendons in my abdomen. My balls are bright red and start swelling up a bit from the punches. They’re getting pretty veiny from the strap on the weight, squeezing the crap out of them.
*“Hang tight… We’ll be back in a bit for the next set!”*
I glance around the gym, there’s still a few people here, but either nobody notices what the hell is happening, or they noticed but aren’t doing anything about it. Nobody is making eye contact with me, and I’m still wrestling with the idea to just continue staying quiet, let this all blow over, and never speak of it to anybody.
Yeah, I’m probably going to be on the news if I say anything, and I really don’t want to be the “pole boy” for the rest of my life.

The girls are back. Oh goodie, they have more plates with them. I should’ve figured where this is going.
*“Second set!,”* they take off the 10lbs plate off my balls.
My testicles are now very swollen. They’re normally not small, but now they’re like two extra large chicken eggs in a sack.
The other girl hops under me. First few smacks aren’t that bad, guess my nuts are a bit numb from the weight. But she’s going harder. I look at what she’s doing to my poor balls. They are not a speedbag anymore, and the punches are more determined and forceful. With every hit, I see them flying into the metal pole. It’s like they are trying to fly apart in opposite directions, but the sack is keeping them from flying off, and then they slam into the pole.
I’m tensing my stomach, trying to bare the pain. It’s not helping much.
A few minutes later she stops. “You’re a trooper, good job! And your cock is still hard, that’s impressive. Looks like we picked the right person to bust!”
I’m torn between wanting to be out of this agony, but also kind of wanting her to stroke my dick, as I feel like I’m about to explode all over them both.
*“Alright. Stretching and then the last set,”* they strap the 25lbs plate to my balls.

I’m not even phased by the fact that I’m still suspended by a metal pipe up my ass. At this point I’m more captivated by the stretch of my ballsack. My swollen testicles are now like two tennis balls, just about half way to my knees.
The girls let me hang for a while.

*“Last set! Are you ready?”*
My ankles get untied from the dip station, the girls bring my knees to my chest and tie them to my torso, with my feet just hanging. I feel like a rotisserie chicken, helplessly suspended on this pole, with a clear view of the pendulum that is my swollen, stretched out ballsack, dangling below me.
They step to either side of me. The girl on the right pulls back her fist. Almost like in slow motion, I see her fist flying into my right testicle, which immediately gets cartoonishly flat on impact like a ball of silly putty, then slams into the left testicle, and the whole sack whips around on the left with such force, that it slaps the outside of my thigh. The pain is very intense, and I don’t know how but I’m holding it together. I’ve been here probably for about two hours, and I think I’m building up tolerance. Guess this is a workout, afterall. My dick is still rock hard and has been dripping precum for a while now.
A couple of seconds after the first punch, the girl on the left throws one, and I watch my boys go flying and slapping the outside of my right thigh this time.
They are going back and forth, picking up speed. My testicles turned into a very unfortunate Newton’s cradle, swinging right and left, while getting more swollen and bigger in size right before my eyes. A few minutes into this thigh-slapping back’n’forth, my balls start looking more and more like one huge clump, the size of a grapefruit, sitting in a bright red sack, rather than two individual testicles.

The girls finally stop, and just when I think they will finally untie me, one of them reaches for the 45lbs plate. You can’t be serious! It’ll rip my balls off! They struggle a bit strapping the plate to my ballsack, but eventually manage, and start lowering the plate. It’s like watching a deflated rubber balloon with a cannon ball inside, getting stretched out. I feel like any second the 45lbs plate will drop to the floor with my balls still strapped to it, squishing them against the floor. I think to all of our surprise, my scrotum stays in one piece, but when the girls let the plate hang by itself without holding it, my huge lump of swollen testicles is hanging just a bit below where my knees were when we started.
*“Wow, this must be some type of a record!"*
*“Yeah, I’ve never seen anything like this. Anyway, you’ve been a wonderful punching bag for us today. You managed to have a boner this whole time, and probably dripped an entire cup of precum. As a thank you, we’ll let you cum!”*

They unstrap the 45lbs plate from my ballsack, and I’m hoping that it will pull back up closer to where it used to be, but I’m still looking at it through between my knees, and it is not pulling up at all.
I think they’d untie me and suck me off or something, but one of the girls just steps behind me, reaches just around the dip station leg and my hanging ballsack, and starts stroking my raging dick. The precum is practically streaming. It’s like I’ve been edging for a week, and the sweet release of explosive ejaculation is about to come. I’m still suspended by a wide metal pipe up my asshole, looking at my own balls and pecker, and oh no, I’m realizing that the pecker is aimed directly at my own face, just as I feel going past the point of no return.
I watch the girl swiftly take her hand off my dick and pull her arm back. She darts her fist straight into the back of my ballsack with such force that the testicles swing up forward and smack me right in the face. Just as they’re swinging back from my face, my dick shoots the cum directly into my chin. The first shot of cum feels like the most euphoric thing I’ve ever experienced in my life. The next few shots hit me all over the face and start dripping, and the rest just drop down to the floor.
The girls giggle, and the one behind me pats me a couple of times on the sack, “Good job!”
They finally start untying my legs and arms. The girl that put me up here, wraps her arms around my legs, and with my dick on her shoulder again, she starts slowly pulling me off the pipe. The lube is running out of my butthole and drips on the pipe and the back of my legs. I whisper “sorry” to her.
*“That’s ok, you’re fine!”*
She puts me back down on the ground, it’s the first time I’m standing on my feet again in hours. I look like I just got off a horse, and coincedentally, it’s like the horse had it’s cock firmly wedged up my asshole for a while! My face is glazed entirely in my own cum, and some of it is dripping down my chin. I hesitantly look down and watch the cum drip off my chin and land onto my huge, grapefruit-sized ballsack, which is gently swinging back and forth between my legs, just a little below my knees…
*“Here are your shorts,”* the other girl hands me over my college issued gym shorts, which come down to maybe mid thigh.
*“Don’t think these will cover up much now.”*
I pull the shorts up, and they immediately get soaked in the lube that’s still slowly dripping out of my butt. My nutsack doesn’t even have a chance staying in the shorts. It drops down right away through the left leg hole and bounces against my knee a little bit.
*“See you around for our next workout!,”* they blow me a kiss and give me a wink.
I start walking towards the exit, glancing at the rest of the people in the gym. Their eyes dart away as soon as I look at them, but everybody is still just silently staring at my sack, which I keep hitting with my knees as I’m walking towards the door.
I don’t know if my sack will get anywhere close back to normal, but I know me passing gas will forever be silent. Well, as soon as I drain all the lube. I guess I’ll find out in a little bit if somebody recorded the whole thing.