A gay story: New Gym Buddies Ch. 03 Chapter 3
**Anyone appearing in this story is over the age of 30
** I strongly suggest you read the first two chapters of this series to get the context of this chapter.
I ended my Facetime chat with Sonya and lay in bed, staring at the ceiling. My cock was at half mast and wouldn’t take much encouragement to get under full sail. I thought about Sonya’s reaction to my story and smiled. That woman never ceased to amaze me, especially regarding sex. Maybe her consumption of many smutty books over the years was paying dividends.
I threw the blankets back, swung my legs over the side of the bed and stood up lead by my cock. Instinctively, I pinched both nipples hard, sending a delicious jolt of energy to my prick. I decided to do my workout early to free up the rest of my day. I threw on shorts and a T-shirt but left the underwear in the drawer. If I had to wear clothes, I would prefer to be commando.
I gathered my water bottle and other gear and set off for the gym. I hadn’t been to the gym during the day in years. I was surprised it was reasonably busy, with a cross-section of people working out. University-aged kids worked alongside soccer moms and senior citizens. I checked in at the desk before going to the warm-up area.
With my headphones on, I stretched to some easy-listening rock. Waking the muscles up, I surveyed the gym again to pick out which treadmill I would start on. A few squats, lunges, and toe touches later, I was going to the most hated part of the workout. Cardio.
I nodded to the soccer mom on the treadmill beside mine as I set up for my routine. I set the speed and incline, switched to my proper playlist, and was underway. The overhead TVs showed a mixture of 24-hour news and last night’s sports highlights without sound. I realized that the lack of sound was not hampering the viewing experience.
Half-way through my treadmill routine, I was getting a good lather going. I looked to my right and noticed my cardio companion was checking me out. I looked down to realize my shorts were very complimentary to my semi-stiff cock and that I was sporting a good bulge. Not letting on I saw my gym companion looking; I flexed my cock for our mutual benefit. I noticed her smirk out of the corner of my eye and smiled to myself.
I wrapped up my stint on the treadmill, wiped it down, and moved to the free weights. Thus began a 60-minute, full-body circuit session that gave me an excellent workout-induced pump. I finished up my routine before gathering my stuff and heading out. I had nowhere specific to go, so I decided to shower at home.
En route, I remembered I needed to stop at the bank. Usually, I would wait until I was better dressed. However, I wasn’t returning to this part of town, and it was the end of the week. It was either now or wait until Monday.
I entered the bank lobby, hit by the greeting of their arctic air conditioning. My nipples immediately stiffened, and my nuts jumped, too. I needed to see my banker and went to the customer service desk to check in. The gentleman behind the desk looked up from his screen with a pleasant smile. From his seat, he was slightly above eye level with my crotch, but that didn’t stop him from taking a glance. I had never been checked out this much in my life.
I provided my information to the associate, Rick, who picked up the phone and dialled Gary, my banker. He ended the call with Gary and asked me to sit, as Gary would be out momentarily to get me. As I turned to go to the waiting area, I felt Rick’s eyes on my ass. When I turned to sit down, Rick was still looking freely and smiled at me with more enthusiasm than his default customer service smile. I was honoured.
A few minutes later, Gary welcomed me into his office. He noticed my casual attire and commented on “bankers’ hours.” I responded, “Well, Gary, when you work as hard as I do, you must take the odd day off. I have said before that my company could use someone with your skill set.” Gary nodded in acknowledgement as we settled in to discuss the business at hand.
An hour later, I said goodbye to Gary and left his office. I returned to the customer service desk, and Rick looked up pleasantly again. “Rick, I wanted to thank you for your friendly service today. That excellent service is one of the many reasons I continue to deal with this branch after almost 20 years. Have a great afternoon.” With that, I flexed my cock behind shorts that did virtually nothing to hide it. Rick noticed and smiled, bidding me a wonderful afternoon.
I ran some errands before heading home and making lunch. After that, I checked my e-mail to confirm all was going well at work. Then, I settled in the living room to catch up on TV. After a few episodes, I had my fill and shut the TV off before standing up and stretching.
I stripped off and threw my workout clothes in the washing machine before heading for a hot shower. As I took extra care in cleaning my cock, balls and ass, I could feel a familiar pulse in my nuts. I pulled on my left nipple as the middle finger on my right hand worked its way back from my balls along my perineum to my new favourite pleasure zone. I took my time, thoroughly cleaning myself before rinsing and then drying off.
I went into my bedroom, thinking about what to put on. I sat on the bed and started scrolling through my phone. I noticed that I had a text from Mark. I dashed off a quick response and resumed my clothes consideration.
Mark responded to my text, and I realized I may have erred. He was concerned that I may feel less than fantastic about our previous night and wanted to ensure everything was good. I could have avoided this for him by texting him this morning to say just that. I would have to make it up to him.
I quickly addressed his concern by saying I was fantastic, and that last night was what the Dr. ordered. I punctuated it with a smiling emoji, so he knew I was serious. Mark responded with relief and said he felt much better after that question was answered.
Horny, I decided to test my expanding friendship with Mark. I laid back on one elbow, put my heel on the mattress and took what I hoped was a sexy dick/body pic to send to him. I added the caption, “See, I told you I much prefer being naked when the opportunity presents itself.”
Mark wasted no time in responding. “Woof. If so, you should spend as much time as possible at my place. I promise you my guests will enjoy you as much as I do. Some, more”
I replied, “Is that an invite for this evening? As you know, I have quite a bit of free time.”
The response came, “Consider this an open-ended invitation to come over whenever you want.”
“Mark, I do appreciate a well-executed double entendre. And that, my friend, was a well-executed double entendre. So well executed, my cock twitched, and my nuts jumped. I accept your open-ended invitation enthusiastically.” I replied.
From there, the conversation became less sexually charged as we discussed the day and plans for the weekend. Mark asked if I planned on hitting the gym, and I said I had already been. He advised that he would be going after work and that, if I was interested, I could drop by his place around 7. We finalized plans, and he parted by saying he had to finish a report before the end of the day and that we could catch up that evening.