Josh:
"You are late, again. It's the third time this week." Corey popped his head over the counter as I walked in, "Brad's already here, you better get moving."
Fuck. I blame Adam, he's just too fucking hot, there's no way I'm missing a morning blowjob with him. Things have been great with Adam lately, we have been giving each other blowjobs every morning, and it's so hot to see him enjoying it, maybe more than I do even. I just wish we can do a little bit more, maybe he can finger my hole while he sucks my cock...or I can explore his tight hole...would that be too much? I don't want to scare him away, we are not even dating yet, what are we even? Friends with benefits? Just friends helping each other? Should I ask him out on a date? A real date that doesn't involve our kids, not just a playdate that we play with each other's body on the side...
I rushed to the locker room while I let my mind go wild, and stopped as I spotted Brad sitting on a bench, only in his underwear. Next to him was none other than my nemesis, Vinny.
"Wow, you sure know how to work out." Brad said in amazement, as he ran his hand on Vinny's muscular body. Vinny was sitting next to Brad, flexing his muscular body, while shirtless. He was grabbing Brad's hand, and was guiding him across his huge biceps, pecs, abs...he was grinning as Brad was feeling up his smooth skin, and whispering in his ear.
"What the hell is going on?" I asked, I had a fair assumption of what's going on, and I had to break them up apart.
"Oh, hey Josh. Vinny here is just telling me how much he loves working up, and showing me his progress." Brad turned to me, and winked, enjoying groping the sexy man.
"Vinny, don't you have work to do? Stop pestering my client." I said, while glaring at Vinny.
"Paul's not here yet." Vinny shrugged, "And you are late, you should thank me for entertaining Brad here, we are having a great time together. Anyway, see ya later, Brad, you can call me anytime." He said, and walked away, shirtless. He was always shirtless at the gym, I was convinced that was how he procured all of his clients, by showing off his muscles.
"Sorry I'm late, I got caught up with...things." I blushed.
"It's Adam isn't it." Brad grinned, "Was he fucking you this morning? Is your ass sore? should I cancel today's session?"
"No! We haven't...I'm not gonna talk about it..."
"Oh come on! I'm all fired up now, I was going to get that fine piece of ass before you show up, you owe me this at the very least." Brad said, his erected cock outlined under his black boxer briefs.
"You know that he's not gay right? He's just trying to mess with me and steal you from me."
"Are you sure? I swear he was checking me out..." Brad smirked, as he grasped his stiff cock, and began stroking it.
"Yes, I'm pretty sure. He has a girlfriend who used to come here often...well, I haven't seen her in quite a while, but still..."
"Move along, you bunch of..." A man suddenly pushed me aside, pinning me against the lockers, and forced his way past us.
"What the..." It took a second for me to find my bearings, and I recognized the man. It was Paul, one of Vinny's clients. He was a middle aged boxer, who came around every week, but since I tried my best to avoid Vinny, I only had minimal interaction with him, until now. I massaged my shoulder, where I hit the locker, as I watched him walking away, I'd have said something to him, but he was long gone by the time I figured what happened.
"Are you alright? Who is that?" Brad asked, while glaring at Paul.
"That's Paul, Vinny's client. Honestly, they are perfect for each other." I said. "Just ignore him, we are behind schedule, let's get ready and start the session."
"Fucking hell, Brad. Can you stay focused?" I said helplessly, after Brad stopped the session again to adjust his boner, which was jutting out and left nothing for imagination in his tight yoga pants.
"Sorry, I can't help it. You know why." Brad smiled apologetically.
"Yeah, you don't need to remind me of Vinny, thank you very much." I said, annoyed.
"Not just that..." Brad smirked, "Sean finished his story, and had me read it this morning."
"Oh, right..." I blushed. The story that's basically Brad and I fucking at the gym. How can I forget? I could feel my cock growing in my pants, as I recalled the story, and Brad noticed the stirring. He approached me slowly, closing the gap between us, and placed his hand on my chest.
"I want to kiss you so bad right now..." Brad whispered. He gently pushed me, as I stumbled backwards, until I reached the wall. He leaned in, while pushing me against the wall, licking my face eagerly, and started kissing down my neck.
"Stop it..." I murmured, as I mustered my strength to push Brad away. My heart was thumping, and so was my cock, pulsing with anticipation. I quickly looked around, the gym was mostly empty, but I knew Vinny and Paul were somewhere around. I finally sighed with relief when I spotted them chatting next to the bench, seemingly unaware of Brad's sexual advancement.
