Chapter 6: New Demon on the Block
Ever since that disaster of a date, I've been hitting the gym harder than ever. The day after, I went to Ben, begging for harder workouts. He was hesitant, since I could barely handle the workouts he planned for me earlier, but I promised him I could handle whatever he threw at me. He started upping the ante, a few more reps to my regular exercise first. Just a few more leg raises, a few more curls, nothing crazy. That was until we started training in his fighter gym. He made me run for 3 miles every day, with me holding the weights while running. Then he drilled the basics into me. Jab, cross, left hook, front kicks, and so many other moves that I can't remember right now. He also trained the hell out of my core, with pull up crunches, Russian twists, and mountain climbers. He also hit my core with a medicine ball. He claimed this would make it easier for me to take punches to my core.
This hellish training went on for 2 weeks, and it showed on my body. I've grown to 5'7", my arms have only gotten more muscular, peaking at 13 inches. My chest is now 31 inches. My waist is 28 inches, and my thighs are 24 inches. Thanks to Ben's training my abs have finally shown themselves, a nice six pack now show themselves without me flexing more core. My cock hasn't grown much, only growing about a 1/3rd of an inch over two weeks. It's probably because I haven't cum since that disastrous date. Gary has been watching over me, making sure I improve my body. Whenever I'm home alone, he's always in my ear, pushing me to work out as hard as I can. He's also been edging me, even in front of my family, he plays with my cock, brings me as close to cumming as possible, then he just stops. Once he's finished with me, he'll always turn back and grin at me, tell me he's finished, then fly out the window. Of course, my family couldn't see him, only I could, which made everything he did even more frustrating.
Now, on a Saturday evening, I'm on my way home, when I come across a familiar face. It's Gabe! He's dressed in a green T-shirt, and baggy brown cargo pants. His pudgy face is sweaty too, he must've just finished working at my dad's pier. He's been working there since we started dating. For some reason, he only works weekends, and whenever I ask, he always gives me a different answer. Either way, it doesn't really matter. We walk together, holding hands, just talking about how our days have gone. We just walked through the city; the streets were slowly becoming more packed as the evening progressed. We walked to the bakery we first met, and we saw the owner cleaning up the shop. She waved to us, beaming ear to ear. Of course, we waved back. After walking past the bakery, I turned and asked Gabe how his new job is going.
"My job's going well, your dad's been checking in on me since I started working. Making sure I was comfortable." That's good, I was worried Gabe would have some trouble working at the pier, since most of Dad's workers are gruff, old ass men who don't like anyone under 30. As long as my dad shows his approval, they shouldn't have any issues with him. "Y'know, I like your dad."
"Huh, why?"
"Well, he's the center of power in the pier, but he's not abusive. He treats everyone on the pier like family." Yeah, he spends more time at the pier than at home. "He feels like a father to me, I like a big man who can take charge." He stops, and leans in closer, whispering in my ear.
"You wanna take charge and walk me home, Adrian?"
Oh shit! It's finally happening! Those two weeks of blue balls might be worth it! This might be better than any night I ever spent with Gary!
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We finally arrived at his place, and I see why it took so long for him to take me to his place. He told me his place is in the city center. Not in the 'dead' center, but still rundown and poor. His place is this nasty looking apartment, it looked like it was going to collapse at any moment. He led me up the steps, with one hand around me, with the other hand far away from the railing. The rusting railing was bent out of shape, leaving it with spikes that you could easily cut yourself on. The rust mixed with the black paint looked like lava, frozen in place. It made the apartment look hellish, like the rest of our surroundings. We walked up the steps, all the way to the second floor, second to the last door. I think the door used to be white, but a whole load of putrid stains turned the door piss yellow. Gabe gingerly grabbed the doorknob and opened the door.
His room was surprisingly clean compared to the rest of the apartment. It still looked like a miserable place to live, but it's clear Gabe did his best to make this place comfortable. The floor has a few faded stains, a sign that Gabe has tried to keep clean, and the kitchen looked... usable. The living room has one big couch, and a few chairs laid out around a boxy T.V. I bet that thing is older than the both of us combined.
I was already getting hard, despite the dreary state of this apartment. "Yo, your place is, nice... But I didn't come here to look around."
Gabe looked down at me, asking "Getting impatient, aren't we?" My face turned a little red.
"Hey, I don't have much in the way of accommodations in this little hovel, so let's cut to the chase and head on over to my room?" My dick just got a little harder hearing that, so I guess we're both ready for some fun.
We headed to his bedroom; walking behind him due to the tight hallway. He opened the slightly cleaner door. It's a little less dingy than the rest of the house, and actually felt pretty cozy in there. He had a bed that was almost too large for the room, but it's also really neat compared to the rest of the house. A guitar is propped up in the leftmost corner. The room is also decorated with family photos and country souvenirs, it's Gabe's way of making this apartment his. I feel like I can breathe easily in here and follow Gabe to his bed.
"So, how do you like my room?" the bed creaking as he crashes into it. The pillows and blanket pop up as he sits down.
"Your room looks really nice, I bet it's your favorite room in this place." I sat down, right next to him, I leaned on his right shoulder. "I this'll be my favorite room while I'm in here with you~"
I wrap my arms around his neck and try to pull him close. I'm not quite strong enough to pull him down to me. He giggles and leans down to me, kissing me right on the lips. Our first kiss, and I didn't want it to end. I pressed a little harder, lifting myself to his face. Gabe puts his weight on me, holding me close while planting his arms on the bed. He leaned closer to me as we opened our mouths and started making out. Our tongues mixed as Gabe, and I held arms as we made out on the bedpost. While making out, we took our shirts and threw them on the floor. We kissed even more deeply for a few minutes, Gabe pulling my arms down, relaxing as we pulled our mouths away from each other. Breathing heavy, gripping the bed sheets as Gabe took off his pants, and tossed it to the shirt pile. His flabbiness is on full display now, with all his clothes on the floor. His belly hangs low, nearly touching mine, despite both his arms holding him away from me. All that flabbiness hides his strength, which I can feel as he holds me down.
"Alrighty, Adrian!" Gabe yells, getting up and sitting on my hips, "You ready to ride this cowboy?" He pulls his shorts off me and exposes my rock-hard 7 incher. He holds my hips and puts his cock right beside mine. It's a lot smaller than I thought. It's not even half of my shaft's length. He's blushing, looking away from me. I was getting impatient, grabbing his legs and trying my best to lift him up. He leans towards me with a cheeky grin, pressing even more of his weight on me "You didn't answer my question, Adrian."
"Yes, come on!" I was yelling now, begging for the ride of my life. Now Gabe is willing to give it to me. He got up and slammed my cock, damn near breaking it with his weight. He got up and slammed his ass on me again, the sheer force he hit the bed with made everything jump up the bed. I grab his hips and yell at him to slow down. He looks down at me, confused and a little concerned.
