I do intend on getting to do some fiction pieces--but for now--I am just going to share some stories of actual times in my life that fit into my long process to finally understand, process and figure out just exactly what I am and fit in on the sexual continuum. This happened in the mid-90s when I was back in Ohio---once again I was working as a probation officer, this time for a court district in this state. At that time, I had a membership in a local health club chain----they were not the fanciest places like some of the ones we have now like LA Fitness and Urban Active--I had purchased a "lifetime membership" and that would have been good had the company not eventually sold out to a larger chain that came in and did not honor those memberships. Over the years I worked out regularly at three different locations of this chain----they not only had workout machines in them but free weights, aerobic classes and such----they all had nice "wet areas" that included pools, dry saunas and steam rooms. They were also all open 24/7, except on Sundays when they did close them early and not stay open all night long. I made it habit to work out pretty much at all hours----depending on work schedule and might work out one day at 2 pm and a few days later at 2am--with at each club---and the different times--I pretty much was familiar with everyone that worked out depending on days and times. On the day in particular---I was working a normal weekday, business hour workshift and it was a Saturday---on weekdays---I might workout two or three hours--doing my exercise routines and then when done----go spend an hour in the wet area going from the pool, to sauna, steam room, hot tub, etc. On Saturdays during the winter----I would spend nearly the whole day working out then relaxing if I didn't have anything else going on---on this Saturday--it was one such day---the club was just down the street from my apartment---it was a nasty winter day, cold, a mix of snow and ice coming down---all hard and gray---not much else to be doing but working out--better than laying around the apartment watching TV, eating chips and other junk food. I had gone all through my floor workouts and after taking off my sweaty workout clothes, took a quick shower so I could just chill out in the wet area for however long I felt like it. As I came into the pool area, sitting on the side of the pool, was this nice looking guy---I would say his age ranged from the late 20s to into his 30s. As I got into the pool, he made a statement that did jump out at me as being "interesting." "There he is," he said aloud. He was saying it to me because, no one else was in the wet area--due to the day being so bad with a winter storm forecast----the club was pretty well thinned out by this time. Well, he got into the water as well and he engaged me in some "shoot the breeze" sort of conversation----the bulk of it I really don't recall. He did introduce himself though, "Hi, I'm Tony," he said. "Well Tony, nice to meet you too, I am Mike." "I watched you working out, you sure do put in a good workout. It works, because you look great," he said. "Thanks, you look pretty good yourself," I said. I did not notice him in the workout areas, but perhaps I just wasn't paying any attention. I can say that I had never seen this guy before, but he did explain that. "I am looking to join a workout place or gym and they gave me a pass so I could check it out and today is the day I decided to do that," said Tony. "Cool, whatcha think so far?" I asked. "It's pretty good, I like it. Everyone seems friendly and all," he said. We chatted like this---he followed me as I went from being in the pool, going into the hot tub, sauna and steam room over the course of an hour or so. I have to say--I liked his company, he was nice, pleasant and had a fun sense of humor. One thing he started to do--he started talking about the new apartment he had just gotten---he told me which complex and it was even closer to the club than mine---his was basically right across the street. He was nice to talk to and we were getting along fine--but at that time---while I always had that little "bug" inside my head that I might want to do something with other guys again----I was still not to that point to make that jump and I had a degree of discomfort that maybe this guy was "hitting on me," since he was being very friendly---even to the point that from time to time--he would touch my shoulder and other places as we chatted. Finally, it was time to finish up swimming, steaming and roasting and time to get dressed and head out---they made an announcement they were going to close the club at the top of the coming hour due to the worsening weather conditions. As it somehow happened, Tony's locker was practically next to mine, we got out of our swimsuits and were naked, standing in very close proximity to one another. As I said before--he was a nice looking guy---he was short like me--perhaps just a bit shorter than myself. He had a nice body, not really buff, but in shape and all--his hair was a short cropped, wavy, sandy blonde, he had green eyes--and maybe he tanned in a booth because he had a nice darkish tone to his skin---surely not pale and pasty as one might expect it being mid-winter. Yes---I did sneak a peek at his cock---it was "average" in size, cut. He was a nice overall "package." At that time, the showers in these clubs were all open and communal--later they did go and put barriers between each shower head. Tony showered next to me----we continued to friendly chat---once again--he kept making comments relating to his apartment, and I did get a sense he was checking me out--and I did slyly continued to check him out as well. By this time---I was definitely starting to get it that this guy just might be trying to "make a move" on me. We showered and as we dried and got dressed when back at our lockers---he made a comment "we like to dress the same"--with both he and I putting on T-shirts, then a sweat shirt and a funky pair of "workout" pants--it was kind of something that our styles were so damn close. "When I am hanging around my apartment, I just like to lay around dressed like this too," he said. I was about to do something a bit bold for me by making a comment to him that popped into my head---but didn't because almost at the instant I was about to speak---this one other dude came to our section of the locker room, and got into the locker he had put his stuff. It was right between Tony and my lockers, so he "invaded our space." That did sort of amp up my degree of discomfort I was having. I was going to tell Tony--with this being the truth----that in my apartment---I liked to hang in it nude--but during the winter its too cold to do so---the reason for that----in my living room--it had this huge wall of glass that was not all that well insulated--and thanks to that in the really cold weather we had that winter---it just was too cool and drafty to be naked very long! I figured that if I had made that remark--I wanted to see what Tony would say since he still was making more of his little comments about things he liked to do in his apartment--not saying anything explicit--but perhaps suggestive. My hope that had I that comment--he might say something like: "Well, you might need someone there to help keep you warm." I was waiting for the dude to get his shit out of his locker and go take his shower--but he just sort of lingered and by that time----the moment for me to make that comment to Tony was slipping away and it really was time to head out. I was sort of hoping Tony would stop being so indirect with his hints about his apartment--and just ask me outright if I might want to come check it out, but he didn't do that and I was too chicken to make him an offer to check out mine. By this time----I really did have a sense that Tony was either bi or gay--and if we had gone to either one of our places----we would do more than just "hang out." So---for whatever reason---we left the club, heading for our cars and I was sort of looking for him to make one more of his hints about his apartment--if he didn't---I was so close to getting my nerve up to say--"can I come check it out?" or ask him if he wanted to see mine. That didn't happen and we went our separate ways that day. I did figure, "oh well--hopefully he will either join the club or at least come back another time and if he hits me up like that---I will take him up on it. Heck--I might even get gutsy enough to just come out and say to him that I thought he was good looking, that I normally didn't get with other guys--but that if he wanted--I would like to get with him. I never did see Tony again----and a few weeks later at work---one of my co-workers---his name also Mike---we got along--but I did get a sense for some reason--- that even though he was friendly with me----he was not truly to be trusted and someone to be leery of, at least to keep at arm's length It was "court day" which meant that you grabbed what you could food wise, when you could to get lunch. I would just pack stuff and heat it up in the microwave down in the courthouse employee break room. Mike was there and we sat across the table from each other and he said something that kind of rang a bell as being odd: "I don't think I would like to go workout at a place like Moore's like you do, I mean, I hear that gay guys are in places like that and try to pick other guys up all the time." My mental response to his statement was along the lines of "what the fuck is that-and where is this shit coming from?" For Christ Sakes---Moore's fitness, to my knowledge-at not one of their locations--ever had any rep as being a place that gay guys hooked up---to me--the social setting at them was 100 percent hetero. I guess that some gay and bi guys met at them---but they did it by accident---not by design. My verbal response to him was: "I don't know about that or not--I never had that sort of thing happen to me and if it does go on---I haven't seen it,"---which was true to a degree since at that point in time--I had forgotten that day with Tony because I was more thinking of the cases I had to deal with that day and such---thinking about working out, picking up people of any gender no matter their sexual orientation was the furthest thing from my mind. I just thought it odd that Mike had brought up the topic with me and kept on talking along those lines with me over the course of our lunch conversation. Then it hit me, and a big proverbial question mark light bulb went up over my head. I did think back to that day with Tony a week or so past---the thought quickly came into my head that perhaps---that deal with Tony was not an accident and was set up--especially when I thought back to Tony's first words to me were "oh there he is!" When I finally came into the wet area of the club. On that day, I did get a sense that Tony had been waiting for me--but he sort of explained that by complimenting me on how hard I had been working out--I just figured that he had watched me and I interested him in some way. Instead of coming over to me in the club, that he figured I might come into the wet area, taking a chance that he could talk to me. I was glad that Mike was finished with his lunch and he cleaned up his shit, packed up and moved on. From that point on, along with other things relating to some incidents at work---my distrust of he and several other co-workers turned out to be well warranted and that----I won't share here----suffice to say---I am glad those days are gone. I didn't want to think that a co-worker, for whatever purpose, would go to the trouble to set me up in such a way to see if I would bite the hook on a gay guy making a move on me--I guess I was a topic of conversation among my co-workers since I did not make my love and dating life open to them--I had been seeing a few ladies here and there--but nothing of great importance and no long term thing---so maybe they did get that thing in their head thinking "maybe he is gay" since I was in my 30s and single, and not talking much about my love life to them. As far as getting with Tony is concerned---on the one hand---I did regret that I had not taken him up on his innuendo comments about his apartment and that we could have gotten together, because by this time---the feeling that I really did want to try being with guys again was growing ever stronger--and that I had to admit to myself--I really did want to at least "give it a try." I really do think that had Tony been a bit more direct----or if by chance--that dude who got into his locker--and had moved into the space between Tony and I---I was going to drop the line about me liking to hang nude in my apartment to see his response to that and depending on that response---if I would have been the one to suggest that we hang out with each other at one of our respective places. On the other---I came to think that perhaps it really was a good thing I hadn't gone with Tony that day if it was a set up. To this day--I do wonder about just how much of a coincidence it was that I had this guy "hitting on me" was because he was actually attracted to me--or it was a set up deal of some sort. I know this story was not so hot---I guess that for me, it just plays a little bit in my process of coming to know this side of myself--to those who took the time to read---I hope that you find something in it that resonates with you and that you found it interesting or in same way it is helpful and relates to you and your process of coming to deal with and accept your "bisexuality"---thanks for reading!!
Interesting gym story, since you continued to go to that gym and never saw the guy that "lived just across the street", it well could have been a setup. Your co-worker sounds extremely suspect, the way he was feeling you out during lunch, talking about the "gay gym" etc...you were wise to keep your distance. Over the years, I've had many jobs, and some co-workers, male and female came onto me and tried to seduce me with small talk/chat etc, one sexy secretary Diane, used to come up behind me while I was looking at the office bulletin board and get so closed to me, her big tits would press into my back, I got to admit, a few times, I let my elbow rub her tits, those times, NO one else was in the office, I even took some night classes which she attended,a few times she even picked me up at my house and took me too/from class, but I never put a move on her, outside of a little flirting..\ She later hooked up with the boss and they had an affair for over a year, til it got to hot for the office and higher ups sent the sexy secretary to another department, but they still met for "golf sessions" each week... Another time, me and co-worker Duane and me were laughing about a guy that worked in the next department that was very gay, he'd showed us his crotchless panties his bf gave him, as we walked away, we were chatting about the gay guy and laughing, then Duane said to me, you know, you want me to fuck you in the ass so bad, you can taste it"!...I pretended to be somewhat offended, all the time laughing and said "what a you talking about moron"! Duane then said "you know, you want it"!...after that nothing was said, but..Duane knew me well, I never took him up on it, but sure wanted too...but never play at work!
I worked at Moore's fitness (in Loveland), around the time they were getting ready to go out of business. I'll never forget the commercials. Nice story.
Good stuff voltie. Wish you'd read some of mine and let me know what you think...:} Cat
