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By *sxlad OP Man
5 weeks ago
Chelmsford |
The next morning, I got to the gym about ten minutes before 9. Daniel arrived not long after that. He was in a zip up hoodie, shorts and a pair of trainers and white socks. We embraced as I tried to not make it obvious I was taking him in in clothes outside our usual work ones.
"Ready to go workout, buddy?" "Yep, let's go," I replied. We started with a 10 minute treadmill session to warm up, then I headed to the rowing machine while he went to use the bikes for about 15 minutes. I could clock that he was warming up, as he took off his hoodie to reveal a tight black sleeveless muscle top underneath. Seeing those biceps up close made my cock twitch, but I just about concealed it as I focused on rowing.
I joined him again over at the bench press. He was wiping the sweat from his forehead with his top, and I could just see the top of his fine treasure trail and V lines down from his belly button as he did so, his bronzed skin seeming to glow. I was having trouble getting focused and correctly positioned on the bench. "Here, let me give you a hand," he said, suddenly feeling his hands on my shoulders as I started reps with the weights.
His pits were close to my line of vision and I could practically smell them, a mixture of a deep black amber cologne and pure masculine scent. I just about kept it together but I had to stop and get some water as I was feeling dizzy. I was that delirious that I didn't notice he was done with his reps.
"I think that's me done," he said at last. "Yeah, same," I replied with a laugh, "I think I misjudged getting a session in the night after the pub." "Did you want to come back to mine?" he asked. "Don't have to if you're busy but my girlfriend's away. It's only just outside town. You can use the shower there as well, save you using it here." It took me all of 10 seconds to process this information. What was he planning?
"As long as it's OK," I eventually replied. "Of course mate," he said. We headed back to the lockers to grab our stuff then headed for his car, which was parked in the nearby multi storey. He drove a Skoda Fabia. It was, as he was telling me "Ferrari red" to impress. It soon warmed up inside despite it being a midwinter day, and the scent of our workout pervaded with the smell of leather in the car.
As we wove our way through town back to his place, I tried to focus on what was happening outside as we made small talk. But I kept stealing glances of his biceps, glistened with a fine shimmer of sweat. And his shorts seemed to have a distinct bulge. Or was it just my mind? "Here we are," said Daniel at last, as we pulled up at a block of new build flats on a complex that overlooked the river.
His flat was on the first floor. It was homely if basically decorated and furnished, as he explained to me that they'd only just rented it out when he returned a few months ago from his last holiday rep session.
"Dump your bags here," he said as we entered into an open plan living room and kitchen area, "and the shower's just through there to the left, there's a spare towel on the radiator." "Thanks, this is really kind of you Dan," I said. I soon found it easily enough. My heart was racing as I peeled off my damp gym gear and stepped into the shower. I was only a wall or two away from Daniel, naked, and was trying to block out thoughts of anything happening. He's just letting me use his shower and being a friend, I told myself. I eventually got cleaned up, stifling the semi I had.
Once I was cleaned I grabbed the towel, tying it round my waist. Stepping out the shower, I made my way past the main bedroom, and that's when I spotted Daniel, shirtless with just his shorts and socks on, his hand down his shorts and the other inhaling the jock strap I had packed into my gym bag... |
