It's not a good idea to work out at 1am alone in a public gym.

I work in a very intense job, and when I have a bad day, working out for hours is a good way to relax. My gym is like most gyms, and the people there are generally alright and non-threatening. But if you work out by yourself, in a gym where the staff is not an eye shot away from you, at 1am, when most of the people aren't there, you're probably going to get harassed.<br><br>It was a very heated work out day, I was so focused on my work out, that I didn't even noticed that I was by myself till I started to notice I was being watched. In the corner, by some windows, were 2 men. One was on his phone, the other was sitting on a couch drinking water looking directly at me. I tried to ignore it, and thought they were maybe waiting for a class to start. So I continued my work out and tried to ignore them. Few minutes later, they're both starring at me, and I feel so creeped out. I start to think about what do I do, and what I should do. I'm probably 40 feet away from them, and if I run, then obviously they'll notice something wrong. So I decide to calmly walk over to them, pretend to look at the water dispensary, and just see if they follow. So as I walked over, and got a better idea of what they looked like, both were massive muscle heads (not probably but obviously on steroids), and they were wearing pretty much the same outfit and haircut. They looked like they were twins. Anyway, both start walking over to me, I turn around and go back to my work out spot, and they start walking over to me. I'm a pretty big guy myself, I do weight lifting, but these guys were a lot bigger than me. But I'm not going to back down from a fight. But they're both bigger than me, and I'm not stupid enough to think I can take on two guys. So I'm just sitting there waiting for them, and trying to get ready for a fight. They approach me, and the one asks me to spot him, so I tell him I wasn't sure if I'm strong enough to spot him because I've seen him lift massive amounts. He tells me he will work with smaller weights, and he just wanted a spotter because these weights are a lot heavier than they look. So I'm behind him and he's on a bench, and I'm trying to pretend like I'm still creeped out so I'm looking around for help. The staff is still not in eyesight, so I try to act like I'm still scared and want help. I look around and there's no one else around but us 3. So I'm still behind him, and he starts to act like he's lifting the weights, and he asks me to help him. I pretend to help, and he asks me to help him again. And soon after he's asking me to help him every time he lifts the weight. He then asks me to lift the weights for him, and I tell him I'm not really strong enough. But he tells me that he will still try so I should still lift it for him, and then I can spot him. So I'm lifting the massive weights for him, and the other guy comes over and tells me he wants me to lift the weights for him too. Soon after both start to work out together, and they want me to lift for both of them. I start to feel a bit more comfortable, so I ask if they're gay, because the whole thing is weird to me. They both tell me yes, and they tell me that they're boyfriends, and that we should work out together because "it wouldn't be weird". I tell them that I have a girlfriend and that I'm not gay. They tell me that they know, and that they would never make a move on me. They tell me they know that I was acting scared, and they said they would never make a move on me because they know I'm not gay. I tell them that I wasn't acting, and that I'm creeped out. They tell me I don't have to be creeped out and that they would never try anything. But they would like me to lift for them, because they're genuinely not strong enough to lift the weights that they want to lift. I'm still creeped out, but at this point, they said they didn't care if they worked out or not. They said they would rather leave than not have me lift for them. So I tell them I'm still creeped out, but I will still lift for them.<br><br>I start lifting for them, and every time they tell me to lift heavier, and lift slower. I start to feel a bit creeped out, so I tell them I need to take a selfie with one of the weights to send to my girlfriend. I take the selfie and sent it to my girlfriend. I then call my girlfriend and pretend to talk to her. But in reality I'm telling her to call the police and tell them to come to my location. I still don't leave them, and they still want me to lift for them. I tell them I'm tired, and they tell me they'll buy me a protein shake and some supplements if I keep lifting. I tell them I'm good and that I still don't feel comfortable. But they tell me they'll give me all their supplements and they won't take no for an answer. So I continue lifting and start to feel really tired. I still haven't felt any adrenaline, so I know that I'm not ready to fight both of them. They tell me lets go into the locker room to split the supplements, and I'm like hell no. But they tell me that they trust me and that it's not a weird thing. I go into the locker room with them, and they both walk into a single stall. I tell them that's weird, and they tell me they will just give me the supplements and I can leave. So I go into the stall and they hand me the supplements. I'm so creeped out at this point I don't even care anymore. I ask them if they're going to make a move on me. They tell me they won't, but that they're going to make me make a move on them. I tell them hell no, but they're both now pushing their bodies against me and telling me to kiss them. I tell them no, and that I'm going to leave. But they both push me against the wall and tell me that I'm not leaving yet. So I do the only thing I can think of and punch the one in the balls and run off. As I'm running off I hear the other one call me a homophobic slur and that they're going to kill me. I run into the staff and tell them what happened, and they tell me that there's no one in the locker room. So I leave immediately after that. I'm not sure if it was a set up or not, but that was probably the most terrifying experience of my life so far.<br><br>TLDR: I was working out alone at 1am, when I was approached by 2 massive and obviously gay men. They wanted me to lift for them because they weren't strong enough to lift the massive weights they wanted to lift. I started to feel creeped out, and I didn't know what to do. So I pretended to call my girlfriend so that I can tell her to call the police. They wanted to split the supplements in the locker room. In the locker room they tried to get me to make a move on them, so I punched one in the balls and ran off. As I ran off, the other one called me a homophobic slur and told me that they're going to kill me.<br><br>Edit: Probably not the best idea to post this on a Sunday night, and then go to sleep. I appreciate all the feedback, and I'll take it all in. I'll try to make my story's more readable and make more sense in the future. I'll also try to write smaller paragraphs so it doesn't look like a big wall of text. I also didn't know that the "TLDR" was a take downable offense. I'll make sure all my TLDR's are just a small sentence from now on. Thank you all for the constructive criticism.