Josh:
"Do you think I should talk to Adam?" I asked Corey, who was sitting at the reception, scrolling his phone absentmindedly.
"Huh? What did you say?" Corey looked up, confused. "I hear Adam, what did that fucker do this time?"
"He didn't do anything! I'm saying maybe I should stop ignoring him..."
"He fucking cheated on you! You should be ignoring him!"
"He didn't cheat on me, we were never together..." I sighed, "I just miss him, I miss talking to him so much."
"Stop that, why are you doing this to yourself? He picked his partner, not you! You need to get over him!"
"But...he sounded sincere when he tried to apologize..."
"Why are you still defending him? You should be the one angry at him, not me! Fuck, now I'm angry!"
"I can't help it...I can't stop thinking about him..."
"You need to find someone to fuck around with to distract yourself. Go on Tinder, or Grindr, or whatever. Go wild and have fun!"
Perhaps Corey is right. Adam made his choice, so why am I still dwelling on it? People have rebound sex all the time, so why can't I? Fuck! Maybe I should've fucked Caleb, well...I did fuck him, and it ended badly, but we talked it out...and I still didn't fuck him. Same with Vinny, the sex is great, but it just didn't feel the same with Adam, I feel connected to him, we understand each other, and...I'm in love with him. You can't just forget someone you love. Maybe I should find a stranger, no strings attached, it'll be better than Caleb and Vinny, there were too many emotions involved...
I sighed again, I needed to refocus and stop whining. "I'll go take a cold shower." I said to Corey and headed to the locker room. It was early in the morning, the locker room was mostly empty, with a few men getting an early work out before work. I knew most of them, regulars who showed up everyday, but one caught my eyes, someone new who I didn't recognize.
I slowly stripped my clothes off, and stole a few glances at him. I wasn't the type who likes to spy on people, but I couldn't help myself, mostly because of the similarity between him and Adam. To be frank, you could easily distinguish between those two, but as my mind was clouded with my memories of Adam, I was grasping for any hints of similarities. The man was younger, around mid 20s, he had short reddish brown hair, a little more brown than Adam, and he had a thick beard, probably what drew my attention in the first place. He was shorter than Adam, he had a stocky build, thicker and more fat around his belly, his body was sparingly covered with hair, denser between his huge pecs, and down to his untrimmed pubes. My gaze followed, stopping at his private area. His dick wasn't the most impressive, he could be a shower, a 3 inch cock resided within his bush, however, he had a pair of round weighty balls hanging below, swinging and slapping his thick thighs as he walked.
I stared for slightly too long before catching myself, I quickly looked up and looked away, and as I turned my head, at the corner of my eyes, the man was staring back at me, grinning.
Did he see me staring? Damn it! I fucking work here, I need to be more professional! He is hot though, he looks like Adam...you are fucking hopeless, Josh, all you can think of is Adam, not every redhead is him! Aghh...I'm getting hard gawking at a random stranger in the locker room, I really need to get laid. Why am I becoming insatiable nowadays, I survived for years without fucking anybody, so why...? It's Adam, it all started because of Adam...I need my life back, Corey is right, I should just fuck anybody until I'm over him...maybe this guy is the perfect choice, I'm horny for him, and we don't know each other, perfect! But is he even interested? He was smiling at me right? He didn't seem disgusted why he caught me, maybe...
My thought process stopped when I noticed the man moved. He was still grinning, looking directly at me, he swung his towel over his shoulder and walked towards me. I gulped, my heart was pounding fast, I didn't know what to do. My cock was semi erected, hidden under my towel wrapped around my waist, I was most certain he could see it throbbed under the towel. The man approached, getting closer and closer, and as I was wondering if I should say something, he walked past me, his arms brushing mine, nudging me with his shoulder. I turned around, with slight disappointment, I watched him walking away as I ogled his strong back and jiggling butt. The man kept going, and soon he reached a glass door, the entrance of the sauna. He opened the door and entered the sauna, and as he closed the door behind him, there was the coy smile again, as he looked directly at me, before disappearing behind the door.