Josh:
"Shit." I groaned as I was looking at my unwanted erection.
It had been two days since the play date. And ever since that day, my boner kept popping up at any given moment. It was like a switch was opened and the slightest thing could make me hard in an instant. However this time I knew exactly what caused my erection. It was Adam. I brought Peter to school this morning, and there he was, standing there with Luke, and all the memories of that wonderful day flooded my mind.
Is it a dream? It is definitely a dream come true to mess around with Adam, I still can't believe what we did. I made a bold move that night, seeing Adam stripped in front of me made me so hard, jerking off was the only thing I could think of, and I guess I made the right move. To let him touch me like that got me going, that was probably the biggest load in my life. I love seeing him explore my body, I'd let him do whatever he wants to me. The shower after was fun as well, washing each other and exploring every inch of our body, too bad we were both tired and needed sleep. And thank god kissing him didn't ruin everything, I couldn't help myself, his lips were right there, I want to be closer to him, I want to do more...I hope he'd let me do more even if he's straight...
"why the fuck are you still here? Get your fucking ass out there, Brad is waiting for you." Corey came in and yelled.
Corey is my best friend, he's also the owner of the gym that I worked at. When I was divorced, I needed the money. Corey was the biggest help, giving me a job, helping me find my clients, basically supporting my family. And Brad was my first Client, a rich businessman who loves working out, but he's always busy with work, traveling all over the world so he'd be gone for months at times. And today is the day he's back after 3 months of traveling.
I quickly changed to my work out clothes, a black tank top and some loose gym shorts, hoping it's loose enough my boner is not too noticeable, and walked out.
"Look who's finally here! Looking sexy as always!" Brad gave me a big hug.
"You too big guy." I patted his back, feeling his shoulder a little.
"Nah, I'm getting fat, that's why I'm here". Brad said while squeezing his pecs and abdomen.
If I'm going to be honest, Brad did gain some weight, but he still looked amazing. He's wearing a tight gray shirt that's one size too small, revealing his huge round pecs, his abs were showing even under his shirt. His strong muscular arms were flexing while touching his body. His compression pants were not hiding his thick thighs and bulge, and not to mention his grey hair and nicely trimmed beard, he's a silver fox with the whole package.
"Let's get started. " I stopped admiring his body, and we began our work out session.
I loved working out with Brad. He was my first client when I first started becoming a personal trainer, and we always had fun together. He was always generous with money, which I desperately needed, and he's generally a great person to talk to. Being an eye candy to look at is an added bonus.
Looking at Brad bench pressing, I began admiring Brad's body. I always wanted to mess around with Brad. Brad is gay and he never attempted to hide it. He was always flirting with me, and I would flirt back. It's obvious that we both enjoyed it, but the only problem is he's married. Brad was married to his husband Sean for 10 years, and I had met Sean a few times throughout the years, and made a great couple. I wouldn't want to break that relationship apart or I would have done so many things with him... tearing his tight shirt apart and feeling his hairy chest...slipping my hands in his pants while he's bench pressing, feeling his bulge...taking my dick out and pushing it into his mouth...
"You seem distracted, " Brad smirked, "someone is in a mood."
I was back from fantasizing, I was confused for a moment before realizing what happened. Looking down at Brad, he's staring directly at my bulge. I was standing right above him and my bulge was in perfect view for him. I was already getting a boner before and after all the fantasy, there was no mistake that my dick was throbbing under my loose shorts.
"uh... Sorry..." I swiftly put my hands down my pants and attempted to make it less obvious, my face must be bright red as I could feel my face burning.
"I uh... it was a crazy week, I couldn't get my dick in control. Sorry about that." I said, while I couldn't admit what I was fantasizing, I wasn't lying.
"Oh...do tell, did you get lucky? Who's the girl? Or guy? Do I know them?" Brad's eyes lit up with gossip.
"It's Adam, the one from Peter's school. We kind of did something."
"Oh that Adam? The one you couldn't stop talking about? What did you two do?"
"I flashed him a couple times, we touched each other and jerked off together. And I might have accidentally kissed him." I blushed. If I wasn't sure my face was red, I'm sure now.
"Ok, enough about me, I'm still your trainer and you have one more set to do." I said before Brad could ask more questions, and we were back to work.
Talking about Adam didn't help with my huge problem down there. My dick was still throbbing, and it started leaking precum. I could tell Brad was still staring at my bulge, with my dick poking out, my shorts were stretched, he could easily look between, and my gray boxer briefs were on display, he could probably see a wet spot forming.
And then I noticed. In between Brad's leg, his bulge was getting bigger, and soon his erected cock was pointing at me under his tight compression pants. I could clearly see the outline of his cock, it's around 6 inches, uncut, it's pulsing with every push he was doing, pointing upwards trying to break through the fabric. He's definitely not wearing any underwear. I gulped and watched. The realization made my cock twitch, and I could feel my underwear getting sticky with precum.
It felt like forever until Brad finished his set. I shook my head to regain focus and we moved on to squats. We got into position, Brad picked up some dumbbells and I went behind him to spot him. Everything went smoothly, until I felt something touching the tip of my hard cock. I looked down, and realized that while Brad moved up and down, his huge ass was sticking out and slightly grazing my erection. I should have taken a step back, but I couldn't resist the touch, I stayed in position, and let Brad's motion caress me. I was desperate for more, Brad was basically edging me with his light touch from his ass, but I couldn't risk moving forward and took advantage of this situation. I was in agony, trying to hold the moan coming out each time our body made contact.
Suddenly he stopped. Brad stood up and put down the dumbbells, and turned around. He was panting, his face was slightly red, sweats were running down his neck, soaking his shirt.
"I'm getting hot." Brad murmured, and he peeled off his shirt, revealing his hairy chest, now soaking wet. He used his shirt to wipe out sweats from his head and neck, and started rubbing his chests and armpits.
I watched as he dried himself, frustrated with the lack of stimulation, but not long after I got distracted by his bulge. His hard cock is more visible than before, his compression pants could barely contain it, poking out with drops of precum sipping out. I was mesmerized, I couldn't look away, until Brad turned around and continued his squats.
Brad didn't put his shirt back on, I could see his broad shoulder and muscular back, his warmth radiated and I could smell his masculine scent. He was standing closer to me than before, he must have taken a step forward before turning around. His ass was pushing against my body while moving down, sliding across my abs before reaching my throbbing cock, I could feel my cock stuck between his crack, sliding from the tip to and base of my erection, and he stood back up rubbing his ass along my body again.
"ughh..." I moaned, I couldn't hold the moan any longer, and I grabbed my waist. He knew, there was no way he didn't know what he's doing to me, I was on edge, I could bust in any moment. As he moved up and down, I couldn't help but push my hip forward anytime my cock was between his ass crack, dry humping him harder and harder each time. I was getting closer and closer to shooting my load, I closed my eyes and enjoyed the sensation from below.
