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Yesterday, I visited a local gym in the midtown area with a friend (Yes, another gay man). It was chest day, so I felt a little uneasy about not going to Equinox to take care of business in familiar surroundings, but I figured, What the heck lets try something different (You know, variety is the spice of life).you handled that situation very well OMR.
Anyhow, we get there and I start looking around at the various men and then decided to just find a single bench to do dumbbell presses on (both incline & flat presses). This gym had about 5-6 single benches that you could use for DB exercises, all of which were taken.
I suddenly noticed that one particular guy (very attractive, rugged big guy with tattoos) in the far corner of the free weight area actually had taken two (2) benches all for himself. He was doing dumbbell flyes on one bench and then quickly jumping onto the other bench to do skull crushers. In between jumping from bench to bench, he would place a towel on the unoccupied bench and proceed to change between exercises (I know, very clever).
So, I walk over and ask him if he could possibly spare a bench for me to use. He looked at me from top to bottom and said, "No, I'm using them both for circuit training".
I couldn't accept this, so I told him that it's pretty selfish of him to do so and that I could simply use the empty bench as he is alternating with the other exercise, that way he wouldn't skip a beat. I even offered to readjust the bench to the 45 degree angle he was using it at for flyes. This time, he walked up closer and said to me, "Listen you greasy homo, you either let me finish my workout or I'm going to adjust your neck to a 45 degree angle".
Some of you might have instantly felt rage, anger and possibly a desire to inflict physical harm to this jerk, I instead had the opposite reaction. Immediately, I felt turned on by this ogre of a man threatening to hurt me. All of a sudden, I pictured the two of us in bed grappling with each other as he attempted to take hold of my neck and I, in turn, attempted to penetrate his rectum.
Lo and behold, I developed a vicious hard on. For those of you who know my style, I typically wear a nice, tight, pink or purple tank top with a pair of shorts that always fall about 4 inches above the knee on the upper quad area. With this little getup, there was no way of hiding my obvious feelings that began to pitch quite the tent in my shorts.
He looked at me and yelled, "What the fuck is wrong with you, do you have a fucking problem?!?"
I replied, "I do, I have a very, very big problem as you can see below tough guy, now why don't you come over and help me take care of that problem, because hunny I'm about to burst.."
At that point, he took both his towels off the benches, yelled "fuck you" to my face and than spat on one of the benches as he began to slowly walk away. Immediately, I called out to him as I walked over to that same bench covered in saliva, rubbed my hand on the wet spot and then quickly rubbed it against my hard on and said, "Thank you for servicing me, tough guy".
For the rest of that evening, he was no where to be seen..
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Well I guess you won when it comes down to it, did what you had to do.. all is fair in love and war.
Not only did I get both benches to my disposal, I even got a little souvenir to remember him by.
What about you guys? Any of you ever had to rough someone up at the gym?
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The Lavender Solution. Difficulty: Extreme
Not only did I get both benches to my disposal, I even got a little souvenir to remember him by.Dont really pay attention to whos in the gym, very distracting. Dont really care if theres a 6'5 strongman/powerlifting " Mariuz Pudiannowski " looking dude, purposely grunting real loud so everyone looks at him, trying to be the biggest, baddest dude in the gym. Seen one, seen em all. Its also funny seeing dudes literally walk into the gym, walk over by the weight/dumbell rack area and start doing karate moves out of nowhere.
What about you guys? Any of you ever had to rough someone up at the gym?
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Its also funny seeing dudes literally walk into the gym, walk over by the weight/dumbell rack area and start doing karate moves out of nowhere.
Lmao, OMR is my new favorite getbig homo!!! Sorry Asif, you've been replaced.
I like the guy in my gym who loads up 225 on the bench then holds on to the bar and does leg raises.
I`ve had to visciously headbutt many an asshole in several gyms in my day.
I can't imagine anyone ever messing with you Wes, unless it involved trying to get your phone number..;D
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Yesterday, I visited a local gym in the midtown area with a friend (Yes, another gay man). It was chest day, so I felt a little uneasy about not going to Equinox to take care of business in familiar surroundings, but I figured, What the heck lets try something different (You know, variety is the spice of life).
Anyhow, we get there and I start looking around at the various men and then decided to just find a single bench to do dumbbell presses on (both incline & flat presses). This gym had about 5-6 single benches that you could use for DB exercises, all of which were taken.
I suddenly noticed that one particular guy (very attractive, rugged big guy with tattoos) in the far corner of the free weight area actually had taken two (2) benches all for himself. He was doing dumbbell flyes on one bench and then quickly jumping onto the other bench to do skull crushers. In between jumping from bench to bench, he would place a towel on the unoccupied bench and proceed to change between exercises (I know, very clever).
So, I walk over and ask him if he could possibly spare a bench for me to use. He looked at me from top to bottom and said, "No, I'm using them both for circuit training".
I couldn't accept this, so I told him that it's pretty selfish of him to do so and that I could simply use the empty bench as he is alternating with the other exercise, that way he wouldn't skip a beat. I even offered to readjust the bench to the 45 degree angle he was using it at for flyes. This time, he walked up closer and said to me, "Listen you greasy homo, you either let me finish my workout or I'm going to adjust your neck to a 45 degree angle".
Some of you might have instantly felt rage, anger and possibly a desire to inflict physical harm to this jerk, I instead had the opposite reaction. Immediately, I felt turned on by this ogre of a man threatening to hurt me. All of a sudden, I pictured the two of us in bed grappling with each other as he attempted to take hold of my neck and I, in turn, attempted to penetrate his rectum.
Lo and behold, I developed a vicious hard on. For those of you who know my style, I typically wear a nice, tight, pink or purple tank top with a pair of shorts that always fall about 4 inches above the knee on the upper quad area. With this little getup, there was no way of hiding my obvious feelings that began to pitch quite the tent in my shorts.
He looked at me and yelled, "What the fuck is wrong with you, do you have a fucking problem?!?"
I replied, "I do, I have a very, very big problem as you can see below tough guy, now why don't you come over and help me take care of that problem, because hunny I'm about to burst.."
At that point, he took both his towels off the benches, yelled "fuck you" to my face and than spat on one of the benches as he began to slowly walk away. Immediately, I called out to him as I walked over to that same bench covered in saliva, rubbed my hand on the wet spot and then quickly rubbed it against my hard on and said, "Thank you for servicing me, tough guy".
For the rest of that evening, he was no where to be seen..
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That's pretty intimidating, if you ask me.About 3 years ago, training at my local rec center, doing squats, i see a guy standing like 5 ft behind me, just standing there watching me, and as soon as i got done with my set, racked the weight and turned around, he noticed i saw him staring at me, and started doing Windmill kicks and karate moves out of nowhere...........hahaha ha. very amusing.
I've seen the same type of guys who always congregate in front of the squat rack and take advantage of the large mirror immediately in front of them to indulge in some serious shadow boxing.
I wouldn't want to mess with those guys.
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Yesterday, I visited a local gym in the midtown area with a friend (Yes, another gay man). It was chest day, so I felt a little uneasy about not going to Equinox to take care of business in familiar surroundings, but I figured, What the heck lets try something different (You know, variety is the spice of life).
Anyhow, we get there and I start looking around at the various men and then decided to just find a single bench to do dumbbell presses on (both incline & flat presses). This gym had about 5-6 single benches that you could use for DB exercises, all of which were taken.
I suddenly noticed that one particular guy (very attractive, rugged big guy with tattoos) in the far corner of the free weight area actually had taken two (2) benches all for himself. He was doing dumbbell flyes on one bench and then quickly jumping onto the other bench to do skull crushers. In between jumping from bench to bench, he would place a towel on the unoccupied bench and proceed to change between exercises (I know, very clever).
So, I walk over and ask him if he could possibly spare a bench for me to use. He looked at me from top to bottom and said, "No, I'm using them both for circuit training".
I couldn't accept this, so I told him that it's pretty selfish of him to do so and that I could simply use the empty bench as he is alternating with the other exercise, that way he wouldn't skip a beat. I even offered to readjust the bench to the 45 degree angle he was using it at for flyes. This time, he walked up closer and said to me, "Listen you greasy homo, you either let me finish my workout or I'm going to adjust your neck to a 45 degree angle".
Some of you might have instantly felt rage, anger and possibly a desire to inflict physical harm to this jerk, I instead had the opposite reaction. Immediately, I felt turned on by this ogre of a man threatening to hurt me. All of a sudden, I pictured the two of us in bed grappling with each other as he attempted to take hold of my neck and I, in turn, attempted to penetrate his rectum.
Lo and behold, I developed a vicious hard on. For those of you who know my style, I typically wear a nice, tight, pink or purple tank top with a pair of shorts that always fall about 4 inches above the knee on the upper quad area. With this little getup, there was no way of hiding my obvious feelings that began to pitch quite the tent in my shorts.
He looked at me and yelled, "What the fuck is wrong with you, do you have a fucking problem?!?"
I replied, "I do, I have a very, very big problem as you can see below tough guy, now why don't you come over and help me take care of that problem, because hunny I'm about to burst.."
At that point, he took both his towels off the benches, yelled "fuck you" to my face and than spat on one of the benches as he began to slowly walk away. Immediately, I called out to him as I walked over to that same bench covered in saliva, rubbed my hand on the wet spot and then quickly rubbed it against my hard on and said, "Thank you for servicing me, tough guy".
For the rest of that evening, he was no where to be seen..
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Dont really pay attention to whos in the gym, very distracting. Dont really care if theres a 6'5 strongman/powerlifting " Mariuz Pudiannowski " looking dude, purposely grunting real loud so everyone looks at him, trying to be the biggest, baddest dude in the gym. Seen one, seen em all. Its also funny seeing dudes literally walk into the gym, walk over by the weight/dumbell rack area and start doing karate moves out of nowhere.The funniest thing I see in the gym. Is a PT doing a set of dips, then free running around the gym. Jumping over benches and shit and dodging people and machines. :-\
About 3 years ago, training at my local rec center, doing squats, i see a guy standing like 5 ft behind me, just standing there watching me, and as soon as i got done with my set, racked the weight and turned around, he noticed i saw him staring at me, and started doing Windmill kicks and karate moves out of nowhere...........hahaha ha. very amusing.
So you used your gay powers for evil? not cool man. I'm telling bay. >:(
About 3 years ago, training at my local rec center, doing squats, i see a guy standing like 5 ft behind me, just standing there watching me, and as soon as i got done with my set, racked the weight and turned around, he noticed i saw him staring at me, and started doing Windmill kicks and karate moves out of nowhere...........hahaha ha. very amusing.I would have had to just burst out laughing in his face..........what a fucking idiot.
I`ve had to visciously headbutt many an asshole in several gyms in my day.The Human Centipede Solution. Difficulty: X-Rated
I've gotten very close to several fights in various gyms over the years.Why and why only very close ?
Might you have a handy diagram to visualize what exactly that guy is doing?
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The Human Centipede Solution. Difficulty: X-RatedNot their asshole,AN asshole !
Not their asshole,AN asshole !I work with what I've been given. ;D
You know what I meant dammit!! ;D
I would have had to just burst out laughing in his face..........what a fucking idiot.
I`ve seen these karate and shadow boxing fucks off and on for years.....always laugh at them just because ! ;D
Well, not really..
I didn't even pretend to try and intimidate him, as this guy was covered in tattoos and clearly was no stranger to steroids. He could have even been a great fighter, so I wasn't trying to get him to hurt me.
I just wanted him to feel for me what I began to feel for him.
We gay guys always get slack from strangers, even while being kind and respectful. It's as if there is a sign on my forehead that says, "Come over and pick on me".
BayGBM would have out-sophisticated that guy or possibly even slapped the shit out of him. Have you seen Bay? That boy is huge and I don't mean his muscles.
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Yesterday, I visited a local gym in the midtown area with a friend (Yes, another gay man). It was chest day, so I felt a little uneasy about not going to Equinox to take care of business in familiar surroundings, but I figured, What the heck lets try something different (You know, variety is the spice of life).
Anyhow, we get there and I start looking around at the various men and then decided to just find a single bench to do dumbbell presses on (both incline & flat presses). This gym had about 5-6 single benches that you could use for DB exercises, all of which were taken.
I suddenly noticed that one particular guy (very attractive, rugged big guy with tattoos) in the far corner of the free weight area actually had taken two (2) benches all for himself. He was doing dumbbell flyes on one bench and then quickly jumping onto the other bench to do skull crushers. In between jumping from bench to bench, he would place a towel on the unoccupied bench and proceed to change between exercises (I know, very clever).
So, I walk over and ask him if he could possibly spare a bench for me to use. He looked at me from top to bottom and said, "No, I'm using them both for circuit training".
I couldn't accept this, so I told him that it's pretty selfish of him to do so and that I could simply use the empty bench as he is alternating with the other exercise, that way he wouldn't skip a beat. I even offered to readjust the bench to the 45 degree angle he was using it at for flyes. This time, he walked up closer and said to me, "Listen you greasy homo, you either let me finish my workout or I'm going to adjust your neck to a 45 degree angle".
Some of you might have instantly felt rage, anger and possibly a desire to inflict physical harm to this jerk, I instead had the opposite reaction. Immediately, I felt turned on by this ogre of a man threatening to hurt me. All of a sudden, I pictured the two of us in bed grappling with each other as he attempted to take hold of my neck and I, in turn, attempted to penetrate his rectum.
Lo and behold, I developed a vicious hard on. For those of you who know my style, I typically wear a nice, tight, pink or purple tank top with a pair of shorts that always fall about 4 inches above the knee on the upper quad area. With this little getup, there was no way of hiding my obvious feelings that began to pitch quite the tent in my shorts.
He looked at me and yelled, "What the fuck is wrong with you, do you have a fucking problem?!?"
I replied, "I do, I have a very, very big problem as you can see below tough guy, now why don't you come over and help me take care of that problem, because hunny I'm about to burst.."
At that point, he took both his towels off the benches, yelled "fuck you" to my face and than spat on one of the benches as he began to slowly walk away. Immediately, I called out to him as I walked over to that same bench covered in saliva, rubbed my hand on the wet spot and then quickly rubbed it against my hard on and said, "Thank you for servicing me, tough guy".
For the rest of that evening, he was no where to be seen..
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Well, not really..I have a few gay friends and co workers. Some of them you wouldn't know were gay unless they told you.
I didn't even pretend to try and intimidate him, as this guy was covered in tattoos and clearly was no stranger to steroids. He could have even been a great fighter, so I wasn't trying to get him to hurt me.
I just wanted him to feel for me what I began to feel for him.
We gay guys always get slack from strangers, even while being kind and respectful. It's as if there is a sign on my forehead that says, "Come over and pick on me".
BayGBM would have out-sophisticated that guy or possibly even slapped the shit out of him. Have you seen Bay? That boy is huge and I don't mean his muscles.
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I would have had to just burst out laughing in his face..........what a fucking idiot.theres been a guy coming in recently about 160 pounds at 5'11', he'll do a set of jump squats with 135 for 8 and then walk 15 feet away from the gym mirror and do his "MMA approach" to the mirror, throwing punches, kicks, ducking imaginary punches, etc. along with the SSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS!!!!! sounds. ;D
I`ve seen these karate and shadow boxing fucks off and on for years.....always laugh at them just because ! ;D
I like the guy in my gym who loads up 225 on the bench then holds on to the bar and does leg raises.
One time in the gym where I train this real hard fuckin BB who is the real tough deal was walking past a guy who stood in front of him and flaired his lats and stood over the tough guy.He would have been about 6'4" and 260lb I thought Fuck it's on.lol, yes!!!!!!!! one tough guy ran from another tough guy!!!!!!!! wow!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! oh my God!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! man im just terying to get my composure from such an incredible story!!!>
The tough guy says "you need a whole lot more steroids if you are going to stand in front of me"The gym rat says ,you can say that I am using steriods in which the tough guy BB replies Get the Fuck out of my way or I will bite your fucking nose off.Funniest thing I have seen Gym Rat ran like a girl all 6'4" of him lol.
theres been a guy coming in recently about 160 pounds at 5'11', he'll do a set of jump squats with 135 for 8 and then walk 15 feet away from the gym mirror and do his "MMA approach" to the mirror, throwing punches, kicks, ducking imaginary punches, etc. along with the SSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS!!!!! sounds. ;D
Haha the legendary sssssss sounds you must of been terrified. Glad you made it out there in one piece. ;D The isssshhhhhh sound really gives me panick attacks.ive been terrified, hes a master at the thousand yard stare as well and also wears the dreaded hoodie to cover his massive 13 and a half inch pipes and 39 inch chest, THIS......GUY.........IS ........FOR.........REAL !!!. ;D
my fav story this gym i used to go to,,,there is a guy who happens to be a mod on another board,,,he is 5'6 and looks like shit,,,like he never touched a weight,,,i dont know if its genetics worst in the world or what,,,but he is small as shit and juiced to the gills,,,he has the roided out look but without the muscles,,,no fullness,,,not very cut,,,nothing,,,guy is a dick,,,always talks shit about other people in the gym,,,he lifts heavy as shit,,,strong little guy much stronger than me despite im twice his size,,,,horrible form,,,jerks the weight around,,,thinks him and his buddy he trains with are so tough,,,his buddy equally looks like shit,,looks pregnant,,,fat as fuck,,,big belly,,,,not very muscular,,,just like a wannabe power lifter,,,they lift heavy as shit and take an hour rest between sets and talk during their workout,,,ive heard them talking shit about me saying i lift like a pussy because i use lighter weight and proper form,,,,the guy literally looks like shit,,it would be one thing if he looked decent,,,but literally the smallest guy in the gym and i know hes juiced to the max,,,its gotta be bad genetics,,hes a personal trainer and has his clients train the way he does,,,he will ahve a 120lb indian kid squatting 300lbs 1/4 of an inch with no form,,,lol,,never see any of the serious bodybuilders in the gym use him for training but he think he some sort of guru,,fuck look at him he obviousley knows nothing lol
theres been a guy coming in recently about 160 pounds at 5'11', he'll do a set of jump squats with 135 for 8 and then walk 15 feet away from the gym mirror and do his "MMA approach" to the mirror, throwing punches, kicks, ducking imaginary punches, etc. along with the SSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS!!!!! sounds. ;DI didn't know Jamiex4200 worked out at your gym ;D
I didn't know Jamiex4200 worked out at your gym ;D
Your moms house.
She's buried 6 feet under. SS must be walking around covered in dirt and maggots...Damn. He is one sick bastard to have sex with dead people.
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She's buried 6 feet under. SS must be walking around covered in dirt and maggots...I just said he's been at her house.....some kind of imagination you have there.
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I just said he's been at her house.....some kind of imagination you have there.
Well, that's where she resides...WTF did you bury her in the backyard? ;D
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ive been terrified, hes a master at the thousand yard stare as well and also wears the dreaded hoodie to cover his massive 13 and a half inch pipes and 39 inch chest, THIS......GUY.........IS ........FOR.........REAL !!!. ;D
Yesterday, I visited a local gym in the midtown area with a friend (Yes, another gay man). It was chest day, so I felt a little uneasy about not going to Equinox to take care of business in familiar surroundings, but I figured, What the heck lets try something different (You know, variety is the spice of life).
Anyhow, we get there and I start looking around at the various men and then decided to just find a single bench to do dumbbell presses on (both incline & flat presses). This gym had about 5-6 single benches that you could use for DB exercises, all of which were taken.
I suddenly noticed that one particular guy (very attractive, rugged big guy with tattoos) in the far corner of the free weight area actually had taken two (2) benches all for himself. He was doing dumbbell flyes on one bench and then quickly jumping onto the other bench to do skull crushers. In between jumping from bench to bench, he would place a towel on the unoccupied bench and proceed to change between exercises (I know, very clever).
So, I walk over and ask him if he could possibly spare a bench for me to use. He looked at me from top to bottom and said, "No, I'm using them both for circuit training".
I couldn't accept this, so I told him that it's pretty selfish of him to do so and that I could simply use the empty bench as he is alternating with the other exercise, that way he wouldn't skip a beat. I even offered to readjust the bench to the 45 degree angle he was using it at for flyes. This time, he walked up closer and said to me, "Listen you greasy homo, you either let me finish my workout or I'm going to adjust your neck to a 45 degree angle".
Some of you might have instantly felt rage, anger and possibly a desire to inflict physical harm to this jerk, I instead had the opposite reaction. Immediately, I felt turned on by this ogre of a man threatening to hurt me. All of a sudden, I pictured the two of us in bed grappling with each other as he attempted to take hold of my neck and I, in turn, attempted to penetrate his rectum.
Lo and behold, I developed a vicious hard on. For those of you who know my style, I typically wear a nice, tight, pink or purple tank top with a pair of shorts that always fall about 4 inches above the knee on the upper quad area. With this little getup, there was no way of hiding my obvious feelings that began to pitch quite the tent in my shorts.
He looked at me and yelled, "What the fuck is wrong with you, do you have a fucking problem?!?"
I replied, "I do, I have a very, very big problem as you can see below tough guy, now why don't you come over and help me take care of that problem, because hunny I'm about to burst.."
At that point, he took both his towels off the benches, yelled "fuck you" to my face and than spat on one of the benches as he began to slowly walk away. Immediately, I called out to him as I walked over to that same bench covered in saliva, rubbed my hand on the wet spot and then quickly rubbed it against my hard on and said, "Thank you for servicing me, tough guy".
For the rest of that evening, he was no where to be seen..
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WTF did you bury her in the backyard? ;D
No, what type of ruthless, deranged lunatic do you take me for?!?
Instead, I buried that dirty cunt in my neighbor's backyard. Told him she would make for good fertilizer, saved myself well over 10K in funeral costs.
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I dunno if I just read a "tough guy in the gym" story or a page out of some gay erotic novel! Either way, I think you handled that very awesomely!!!! lol ;D
I trained for a few days over at Golds Gym off of Times Square (by the David Letterman studio), and it was straight up boys town in there... I've never seen so many gay guys in one confined space... and those guys no inhibitions either! One guy started talking with me and telling me how big I look and how I look like I must work out all the time etc etc.... I think eventually he got the idea that I wasn't gay and we actually ended up having a really great conversation about where to go for some really good food in the city, and what bars to check out, etc. Not a bad night with the gays in the end (No Homo)!
I dunno if I just read a "tough guy in the gym" story or a page out of some gay erotic novel! Either way, I think you handled that very awesomely!!!! lol ;DGuess you never been to Austin.
I trained for a few days over at Golds Gym off of Times Square (by the David Letterman studio), and it was straight up boys town in there... I've never seen so many gay guys in one confined space... and those guys no inhibitions either! One guy started talking with me and telling me how big I look and how I look like I must work out all the time etc etc.... I think eventually he got the idea that I wasn't gay and we actually ended up having a really great conversation about where to go for some really good food in the city, and what bars to check out, etc. Not a bad night with the gays in the end (No Homo)!
Guess you never been to Austin.Only two things in Texas......and I don't see no horns on that boy.
Only two things in Texas......and I don't see no horns on that boy.Stfu cankles :D
Stfu cankles :DYou must not have horns.... ;D
You must not have horns.... ;D
Guess you never been to Austin.
I was doing my 225 pound bench presses for reps when a couple of roly poly fat guys took the bench next to mine and loaded it up to 335 pounds total. With a lot of huffing and puffing one of them proceeds to do a total of one rep...with his partner "spotting" him...if you call spotting somewhat struggling to help his buddy put the weight back up on the rack. All this, of course, with an ass up extreme arched back. He promptly gets up, looks at me, rolls his shoulders mightily, gives a big breath of great excertion, and stalks off. I was like, wtf?
Did he happen to leave the extra weight on the bar as well??
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Lol i walked in to that one. fuck you. ;D:D
I once saw this nitwit try leg presses with 11 plates per side,looked like he never lifted a day in his life,and he proved it when we dragged him out of the seat.Wasn't there but the story I hear from some of the old timers in my new gym was about some stud, supposedly a huge dude, lifted tons of weights all the time...loaded up the leg press full and stacked plates on top, started doing presses and the lady heard a *pop* and screaming....she said it blew his bone right out the side of his leg.....LOL. wish I could have seen that. ;D
His fucking legs were wrapped around his ears.........then he looks all pissy at us for pulling him out like he could have done 20 reps or some shit when he got zero reps.
Lots of idiots and billy badasses in the gyms these days.
Wasn't there but the story I hear from some of the old timers in my new gym was about some stud, supposedly a huge dude, lifted tons of weights all the time...loaded up the leg press full and stacked plates on top, started doing presses and the lady heard a *pop* and screaming....she said it blew his bone right out the side of his leg.....LOL. wish I could have seen that. ;D
Wasn't there but the story I hear from some of the old timers in my new gym was about some stud, supposedly a huge dude, lifted tons of weights all the time...loaded up the leg press full and stacked plates on top, started doing presses and the lady heard a *pop* and screaming....she said it blew his bone right out the side of his leg.....LOL. wish I could have seen that. ;DThe kid I was talking about actually had a friend who did the 11 plates,that`s why the idiot thought he could also.
If one of your cankles was to erupt like that, it would be like 9-11 all over again :o
If one of your cankles was to erupt like that, it would be like 9-11 all over again :oI'm built for shit like that.....you on the other hand, with your effeminate wrists and bird like ankles couldn't unrack such a weight. 8)
So, hang on a minute, are you insinuating that you are "gay" then ???
I suddenly noticed that one particular guy (very attractive, rugged big guy with tattoos) in the far corner of the free weight area actually had taken two (2) benches all for himself. He was doing dumbbell flyes on one bench and then quickly jumping onto the other bench to do skull crushers. In between jumping from bench to bench, he would place a towel on the unoccupied bench and proceed to change between exercises (I know, very clever).
So, I walk over and ask him if he could possibly spare a bench for me to use. He looked at me from top to bottom and said, "No, I'm using them both for circuit training".
Some of you might have instantly felt rage, anger and possibly a desire to inflict physical harm to this jerk, I instead had the opposite reaction. Immediately, I felt turned on by this ogre of a man threatening to hurt me. All of a sudden, I pictured the two of us in bed grappling with each other as he attempted to take hold of my neck and I, in turn, attempted to penetrate his rectum.
Lo and behold, I developed a vicious hard on. For those of you who know my style, I typically wear a nice, tight, pink or purple tank top with a pair of shorts that always fall about 4 inches above the knee on the upper quad area. With this little getup, there was no way of hiding my obvious feelings that began to pitch quite the tent in my shorts.
He looked at me and yelled, "What the fuck is wrong with you, do you have a fucking problem?!?"
I replied, "I do, I have a very, very big problem as you can see below tough guy, now why don't you come over and help me take care of that problem, because hunny I'm about to burst.."
At that point, he took both his towels off the benches, yelled "fuck you" to my face and than spat on one of the benches as he began to slowly walk away. Immediately, I called out to him as I walked over to that same bench covered in saliva, rubbed my hand on the wet spot and then quickly rubbed it against my hard on and said, "Thank you for servicing me, tough guy".
For the rest of that evening, he was no where to be seen..
"1"
So, hang on a minute, are you insinuating that you are "gay" then ???
PT
are you insinuating that you're and idiot ???Are you insinuating that you're laking in an understanding of "IRONY" ???
Are you insinuating that you're laking in an understanding of "IRONY" ???nice cover up ;)
PT
nice cover up ;)Yeah, I have been here for over x5 years, & I had zero idea that "1" was gay ::)
This group of black guys would always come in to the gym wearing wife beaters, speaking very loudly and just generally being obnoxious. There were four of them. One was a skinny guy in a wife beater and dirty blue jeans, there was also a fat guy with a short Afro that always wore a navy blue track suit. The third guy was average build and the fourth guy was actually built. The built guy always wore baggy camouflage jeans and would shout orders like, "where my soldier niggas at?? I can't hear y'all muthafuccas where my soldier niggas??!' as they struggled with 225 on the bar.
This guy said,"if you guys don't quiet down I'm reporting you to management'. And the 'leader' said what the fuck this guy say?" and the guy repeats, 'I'm reporting you to management'. So the leader says,"muthafucca I'm your fuckig commander and chief" and throws a 10 pound plate across the room hitting the skinny guy in the head. Then they all run out of the gym. The police caught them down the road within an hour.
Yesterday, I visited a local gym in the midtown area with a friend (Yes, another gay man). It was chest day, so I felt a little uneasy about not going to Equinox to take care of business in familiar surroundings, but I figured, What the heck lets try something different (You know, variety is the spice of life).
Anyhow, we get there and I start looking around at the various men and then decided to just find a single bench to do dumbbell presses on (both incline & flat presses). This gym had about 5-6 single benches that you could use for DB exercises, all of which were taken.
I suddenly noticed that one particular guy (very attractive, rugged big guy with tattoos) in the far corner of the free weight area actually had taken two (2) benches all for himself. He was doing dumbbell flyes on one bench and then quickly jumping onto the other bench to do skull crushers. In between jumping from bench to bench, he would place a towel on the unoccupied bench and proceed to change between exercises (I know, very clever).
So, I walk over and ask him if he could possibly spare a bench for me to use. He looked at me from top to bottom and said, "No, I'm using them both for circuit training".
I couldn't accept this, so I told him that it's pretty selfish of him to do so and that I could simply use the empty bench as he is alternating with the other exercise, that way he wouldn't skip a beat. I even offered to readjust the bench to the 45 degree angle he was using it at for flyes. This time, he walked up closer and said to me, "Listen you greasy homo, you either let me finish my workout or I'm going to adjust your neck to a 45 degree angle".
Some of you might have instantly felt rage, anger and possibly a desire to inflict physical harm to this jerk, I instead had the opposite reaction. Immediately, I felt turned on by this ogre of a man threatening to hurt me. All of a sudden, I pictured the two of us in bed grappling with each other as he attempted to take hold of my neck and I, in turn, attempted to penetrate his rectum.
Lo and behold, I developed a vicious hard on. For those of you who know my style, I typically wear a nice, tight, pink or purple tank top with a pair of shorts that always fall about 4 inches above the knee on the upper quad area. With this little getup, there was no way of hiding my obvious feelings that began to pitch quite the tent in my shorts.
He looked at me and yelled, "What the fuck is wrong with you, do you have a fucking problem?!?"
I replied, "I do, I have a very, very big problem as you can see below tough guy, now why don't you come over and help me take care of that problem, because hunny I'm about to burst.."
At that point, he took both his towels off the benches, yelled "fuck you" to my face and than spat on one of the benches as he began to slowly walk away. Immediately, I called out to him as I walked over to that same bench covered in saliva, rubbed my hand on the wet spot and then quickly rubbed it against my hard on and said, "Thank you for servicing me, tough guy".
For the rest of that evening, he was no where to be seen..
"1"
Dont really pay attention to whos in the gym, very distracting. Dont really care if theres a 6'5 strongman/powerlifting " Mariuz Pudiannowski " looking dude, purposely grunting real loud so everyone looks at him, trying to be the biggest, baddest dude in the gym. Seen one, seen em all. Its also funny seeing dudes literally walk into the gym, walk over by the weight/dumbell rack area and start doing karate moves out of nowhere.
So did these black dudes try and mack up on the sexy white chicks?
Yesterday, I visited a local gym in the midtown area with a friend (Yes, another gay man). It was chest day, so I felt a little uneasy about not going to Equinox to take care of business in familiar surroundings, but I figured, What the heck lets try something different (You know, variety is the spice of life).
Anyhow, we get there and I start looking around at the various men and then decided to just find a single bench to do dumbbell presses on (both incline & flat presses). This gym had about 5-6 single benches that you could use for DB exercises, all of which were taken.
I suddenly noticed that one particular guy (very attractive, rugged big guy with tattoos) in the far corner of the free weight area actually had taken two (2) benches all for himself. He was doing dumbbell flyes on one bench and then quickly jumping onto the other bench to do skull crushers. In between jumping from bench to bench, he would place a towel on the unoccupied bench and proceed to change between exercises (I know, very clever).
So, I walk over and ask him if he could possibly spare a bench for me to use. He looked at me from top to bottom and said, "No, I'm using them both for circuit training".
I couldn't accept this, so I told him that it's pretty selfish of him to do so and that I could simply use the empty bench as he is alternating with the other exercise, that way he wouldn't skip a beat. I even offered to readjust the bench to the 45 degree angle he was using it at for flyes. This time, he walked up closer and said to me, "Listen you greasy homo, you either let me finish my workout or I'm going to adjust your neck to a 45 degree angle".
Some of you might have instantly felt rage, anger and possibly a desire to inflict physical harm to this jerk, I instead had the opposite reaction. Immediately, I felt turned on by this ogre of a man threatening to hurt me. All of a sudden, I pictured the two of us in bed grappling with each other as he attempted to take hold of my neck and I, in turn, attempted to penetrate his rectum.
Lo and behold, I developed a vicious hard on. For those of you who know my style, I typically wear a nice, tight, pink or purple tank top with a pair of shorts that always fall about 4 inches above the knee on the upper quad area. With this little getup, there was no way of hiding my obvious feelings that began to pitch quite the tent in my shorts.
He looked at me and yelled, "What the fuck is wrong with you, do you have a fucking problem?!?"
I replied, "I do, I have a very, very big problem as you can see below tough guy, now why don't you come over and help me take care of that problem, because hunny I'm about to burst.."
At that point, he took both his towels off the benches, yelled "fuck you" to my face and than spat on one of the benches as he began to slowly walk away. Immediately, I called out to him as I walked over to that same bench covered in saliva, rubbed my hand on the wet spot and then quickly rubbed it against my hard on and said, "Thank you for servicing me, tough guy".
For the rest of that evening, he was no where to be seen..
"1"
This same Latino SelfGlossing Tattoo Trophy winner proceeded to try and show my 405lb 10rep squat with his 10 plate per side squat leverage machine (may seem like a lot, but i have seen girls do 6 or so plates each side for reps)
So after doing a few reps on the machine facing towards the weight (the easy way of using that machine) he goes branch warren and starts sliding plate after plate after plate off and on one side, he got down to about 2 plates, when all of sudden the squat machine goes Italian Cruise ship and Tips over crashing 45lbs all over the gym.
The look on this turds face as he has all eyes on him was epic
(http://www.pro-fitness.com/photos/front_squat_machine.jpg)
This same Latino SelfGlossing Tattoo Trophy winner proceeded to try and show my 405lb 10rep squat with his 10 plate per side squat leverage machine (may seem like a lot, but i have seen girls do 6 or so plates each side for reps)fuck that shit.
So after doing a few reps on the machine facing towards the weight (the easy way of using that machine) he goes branch warren and starts sliding plate after plate after plate off and on one side, he got down to about 2 plates, when all of sudden the squat machine goes Italian Cruise ship and Tips over crashing 45lbs all over the gym.
The look on this turds face as he has all eyes on him was epic
(http://www.pro-fitness.com/photos/front_squat_machine.jpg)