As Nick drove home from the gym, he couldn't stop thinking about his encounter with Adam in the locker room. The way Adam had talked to him like one of his buddies, even though he was still in college and over ten years younger than Nick. The way he was so muscular and strong, yet a virgin and completely shy around girls. The way he had cum twice in the span of minutes, once on Nick's face and once in his mouth...
When he got home, Nick immediately threw off his clothes, got in bed, and jerked off thinking about his extremely virile new friend. As he stroked his cock, he imagined himself sucking Adam's big dick once more. He recalled its youthful and masculine scent, then remembered Adam's intense expression as he blasted a powerful load inside Nick's mouth. Soon, Nick ejaculated all over his chest and abs, soaking his body hair with cum.
In the coming days, Nick kept his phone nearby in case Adam texted him. He regretted not getting Adam's number directly on Monday night, because now he had absolutely no way to reach out. He didn't even know Adam's last name. But that was probably for the better, as he figured Adam was probably dealing with some complicated feelings -- his first sexual encounter, getting a blow job from a man as a straight guy, and exhibitionism, all mixed with the general horniness of being college-aged. It would definitely be better to let Adam sort through that first, even though Nick desperately wanted to meet up again.
Nick poured his pent-up sexual energy into his workouts. Each day, he pushed his body harder than he had in a long time to take his mind off Adam. On alternating days he ran on the treadmill or lifted, arriving at late hours in hopes that Adam would be there as well. But after 3 days, he had still not heard a peep from the college jock or seen any trace of him and began to give up on another encounter. Perhaps he had been scared off and moved gyms.
On Friday evening, Nick cancelled his social plans and went to the gym in the dying hope of spotting Adam. Of course, the college jock was nowhere to be seen at 9:30pm, a painfully obvious fact given that the gym was completely empty other than Nick. He started to feel embarrassed for himself, not being able to get over this college jock even though he had plenty of other options for hookups as a fit, gay jock himself. But the allure of a straight, college virgin was too much.
Suddenly, his phone buzzed with a text from an unknown number.
"Hey bro,"
it read. Nick's heart pounded as he watched the animated thought bubbles on his phone, indicating that Adam was still typing.
"I have a wrestling tournament tomorrow and need to let off some steam. You free?"
Nick was thrilled. He didn't want to respond too quickly and ruin his veneer of a calm and collected older guy but could hardly hold his fingers from typing back.
"Yeah man,"
he tried to write in a casual tone.
"I'm at the gym right now if you want to swing by."
"Anyone there?"
Adam asked.
"Just me,"
typed Nick.
For about a minute, there was no response from Adam. Was he getting cold feet? Nick certainly hoped not, considering how high his hopes were (and how erect his dick was). But finally, Nick's phone vibrated once more.
"Good. I'll be there in 20."
Score.
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Nick wanted to appear casual when Adam finally arrived, so he continued his workout as planned. After warming up, he did an ab routine before beginning to work out his chest, opting for dumbbell presses, push ups, pull ups, and finally working his way to the bench. In the middle of a set, he heard the gym door open after the sound of a keycard and knew Adam had arrived.
Without a word, Adam approached the bench and began to spot Nick as he finished his reps. With a massive grunt, Nick pushed the barbell back into the rack with Adam's guidance. Now able to focus on anything besides the weight above him, Nick noticed Adam's blond armpits and smiling face looking down at him.
"Nice work," said Adam.
"Thanks," replied Nick, standing up. "I appreciate you spotting me, I was getting pretty gassed there at the end."
"Seems like it," said Adam teasingly with a laugh. But right after he spoke, Adam's expression quickly became nervous and awkward. His youthful blue eyes seemed excited but worried. Nick wanted to break the tension as quickly as possible.
"Well I'm finished up now, so I was going to rinse off. Wanna join?"
Adam seemed relieved, nodding his head in agreement as he turned towards the locker room. As they walked, Nick took in Adam's appearance. He was wearing a ratty, white tank top with the sides cut deep down to his hips, allowing his buff chest and nipples to peek out. His athletic shorts went halfway down to his knees and clung tight to this body, accentuating his thick thighs and rounded ass, in addition to creating a visible bump at his crotch. Nick tried not to stare but couldn't help himself.
Now in semi-privacy, the guys wordlessly stripped off their clothing and heading for the showers in the buff. Nick felt slightly uncomfortable given how sweaty he was, in stark contrast to Adam's clean appearance. But he knew he would be clean soon, ready to make his move.
They each turned on their own shower heads, pointing in opposite directions but starting from the same gang-style pole. As they each began to lather up, Nick could tell from Adam's silence that he wasn't sure what to do next. Nick figured some light conversation could put him at ease.
"So you're nervous about your wrestling tournament tomorrow?" he asked.
"It's the anticipation mostly," said Adam. "Tomorrow is sectionals, so I need to win all my rounds if I'm going to make state this year."
"Seems high-stakes. I remember that nervous feeling the night before my college swim meets," replied Nick. "But it's good to get relaxed the night before," he added with a smirk.
"Yeah, man, that's why I texted you I guess," said Adam.
"I'm happy you did," said Nick. "After a few days, I figured I'd never hear from you again to be honest."
Adam laughed, seeming a bit more comfortable now. "Yeah, I wasn't sure I'd text you either. But then I got horny, bro." He pointed down at his dick, which was still soft but clearly starting to grow.
Nick smiled, admiring the jock's perfect, hairless physique and substantial cock. Leaving the stream of his own shower and stepping under Adam's, he stood directly in front of him and grabbed his dick. He could feel it hardening by the second.
"Happy to help out. Just tell me what you like," said Nick, trying to act like he was just casually helping out a friend. He didn't want to scare off Adam or make him self-conscious, but it was tough when a straight college jock was hoping for 31-year-old gay dude to get him off.
With the water still pouring down on both of them, Nick got on his knees and began sucking Adam's 8" erection. Stroking the shaft gently with his right hand, he used his tongue to play with the tip. Adam's moans echoed throughout small locker room, magnifying their volume. Adam then grabbed the back of Nick's head, guiding it firmly back and forth down the full length of his shaft. Nick could feel on his lips the massive vein on Adam's dick as it entered his mouth.
