EP25 | Falling For The Hot Straight Gym Bro (Patreon)

This fictional story features only adult characters (18+) and portrays consensual interactions throughout.

I don't know how long we lay together like that. It felt like forever.

I would have happily lain together like that forever. Our naked bodies together, my arms wrapped around Bryce's strong shoulders. His head rested on my chest as we breathed deeply into each other. Our eyes closed as we drifted back into an incredibly peaceful sleep. This moment felt so perfect, maybe one of the happiest of my life, just being with Bryce like this. We were naked, entwined, and it was incredible. 

I couldn't believe how we got here. He used to be this stud at the gym that I would check out, and now here we were naked together. We became friends, started sucking and then fucking, but the sex we had this morning felt completely different. It wasn't just horniness, it wasn't just getting off, it wasn't just Bryce becoming a bit addicted to my ass because it felt so good when he wanted to practise anal, this was different. We had intimate, loving sex.

I could no longer pretend I wasn't in love with Bryce, but I also felt I couldn't pretend he didn't have feelings for me. Definitely feelings beyond just friends. I didn't know what that meant, but while it confused me a lot, he was with Sarah, and he was straight. Given everything that had happened between us, I didn't think Bryce was fully straight anymore, but to the outside world, he was a straight man, and he was dating a woman. 

After a while, I felt him stir, and he looked up at me and smiled. My heart fluttered; it always did whenever Bryce smiled at me.

“Should we have a shower?” He said.

“Yeah, that would be nice,” I replied.

We were both a bit sweaty after sex, lying together in bed. Bryce got up and took my hand. We walked together to the shower, still holding hands. I didn't want to say it, but it felt like he was my boyfriend. I wanted that so badly, but I also knew it would never really happen. I told myself to just enjoy this moment, whatever happened on this day. It was a gift. And this might be the end of it all. 

Bryce turned the shower on and got under the water. Then he turned to me, took my hand again, and pulled me in. We fell into each other, kissing deeply, our tongues massaging each other as we moaned and grabbed at each other's bodies. We were like horny teenagers; we just couldn't get enough of each other. I swear I could have gone ten rounds with Bryce in a day. And I felt like he could, too. That would be incredible.

As we kissed deeply, I ran my hand down his chest, feeling his meaty pecs, his abs, and I slid it around and squeezed his ass. I really loved his butt. Then I brought it back around and took hold of his hard cock. He groaned as I squeezed it. I was enjoying feeling every inch of his hard cock. I got onto my knees and started sucking him deeply. I heard the now familiar sound of Bryce moaning. I loved making him moan, I loved hearing this man moan, and I loved that I was the one who was doing it.

I sucked him deeply, using one hand to massage his cock while I did. Bryce put his hand on the back of my head, but not aggressively; he laid it there gently and guided me back and forth. I knew he trusted me to know exactly how to make him feel good. He groaned and moaned as I continued sucking him nice and deep, enjoying it, savouring every inch of this perfect man's cock. I could suck him forever, I really could. I think my ideal life now is just spending eternity naked with Bryce, having sex and kissing, that would be the best.

I kept sucking him for a long time, just feeling the warm water gliding over us as I enjoyed his cock, and he enjoyed my mouth. His moans got louder and louder as it continued, and then suddenly, he tensed up, and the hand on the back of my head got tighter.

“Oh, fuck Charlie, I'm gonna cum,” he moaned.

I held on, and I felt his cock explode in my mouth, his cum hitting the back of my throat over and over and over. I kept swallowing, wanting every single drop.

Eventually, his orgasm passed, and I licked the tip of his dick, taking in the last little drops as I looked up at him, smiling, and he smiled down at me.

“Fucking hell, Charlie,” he said. “You're so good at it.”

Then he took my shoulders and pulled me up, straight into a kiss, his tongue going deep into my mouth, clearly not minding that he must be tasting his own cum. He took hold of my hard cock,

“This is going to need some attention,” he said.

“Well, maybe we can play a little bit again?” I said.

“Sounds great,” he replied.

Bryce poured out some shower gel, and we washed each other's bodies. Bryce took his time as he rubbed his hands over my body, feeling every inch of me. Again, this felt so intimate; he wasn't rushing it, he wasn't just cleaning me. He was exploring my body, exploring all the parts he hadn't touched yet, pulling my arms up and cleaning my pits. Taking extra time when he got down to my ass, feeling over the plumpness of it… and sliding his hand between my cheeks. Even all the way down to my legs, my ankles, my feet.

I laughed as he washed my feet. It felt cute, and I loved it.

When he was done, I took my turn with him. I marvelled at the chance to wash this gorgeous man; he really was a work of art. I took my time, feeling the muscles he'd worked so hard to build in the gym, all those hours and hours of work for the body he has, and I was getting to enjoy it. I took my time, feeling it, touching every part of him. He didn't stop me once; he just had a little smile on his face, watching me as I marvelled at his perfect body. I was determined to touch every part of him.

When we were done, he turned off the shower, and we dried ourselves.

Then again, he took my hand and led me into the kitchen, where I sat at the breakfast bar while he made some coffee. After handing me a coffee, he suddenly looked serious.

“I guess we need to talk,” he said.

Oh no, I thought.

“Yeah, I guess we do,” I replied, sipping my coffee.

“I’m with Sarah now, and this morning shouldn’t have happened between us, Charlie,” he began.

I was about to agree, to offer to leave, when he went on.

“But I’m not going to pretend I didn’t like it a lot, or that I didn't want it. You confuse me, Charlie. I love having you as my friend, but since we started hooking up, it has felt like more. But I’m not gay. And I’m with Sarah, and I really like her. But I don’t wanna lose you as my friend. And you deserve someone who isn’t confused, someone great,” he said, the words stumbling out of him.

“Bryce, it’s okay. I feel the same. I don’t want to lose you as my friend either,” I said, meaning it.

Though Bryce didn't know he was great, he was perfect to me. I would take him just as he is a thousand times over. But he obviously doesn't feel the same, and I don’t want to lose him completely.

“Ok. Good. Well, I have a proposition,” he said.

I almost laughed. I don’t think I had ever heard Bryce use such a big word.

“Ok?” I said tentatively.

“We have today for us, like we used to. We hang out, watch films, have some more fun, just forget the world for a day and be together, however we want. Then, from tomorrow, we get back to being just friends. I am with Sarah, and we won’t do this again. We pretend it never happened,” he said.

It sounded so good, but I also knew how hard tomorrow would be. It was the best we had, the best I could hope for. This beautiful gift of a day, I would take it with everyone I had.

“Deal,” I said.

Bryce walked closer to me, then leaned in and kissed me. Our lips met, and we breathed each other in. 

“Well then, I am going to make us breakfast, and you are going to pick us a film,” he said, smiling at me.

Bryce started busy in the kitchen, making us breakfast, as I headed into the living room and turned the TV on. I felt so joyful, on the one hand, to have a day with Bryce, just the two of us, like the old days when we used to just hang out. Except this time, we both knew there was more to it; our feelings for each other weren’t as hidden as they had been. 

But I also felt deep sadness because I knew this was our last day like this. After today, we have to get back to just being friends.

No point feeling sad. I want to enjoy this day, every second of it. As I flicked through the movies, I looked over to the kitchen. Bryce was there, butt naked, taking out some pans and opening the fridge to get eggs and bacon. I would never, ever get over the sight of that man naked. He was the most beautiful thing on the entire planet. I was lucky; even one day with this man like this made me feel like I was the luckiest person on the planet. I found a fun action movie I knew Bryce would like. Then I went over to help him make breakfast.

-

Later, we were sitting on the sofa, watching the movie.

Our legs were tangled together, and I was lying across Bryce's chest. Both of us were still naked. I was more interested in looking at his cock than I was in watching the movie, and I could see I was growing. That was probably because I was gently stroking Bryce's thigh and getting higher and higher. My own cock was semi again. I hadn't shot when he did in the shower, so I was still really horny from sucking his cock. I slid my head down and kissed the base of Bryce's cock. I heard him laugh.

“Mmm, getting excited again, are we?” He said.

Then I felt his hand reach over and take my cock. In his grip, he squeezed it, and it grew quickly. He started gently stroking it. This was new, and I liked it.

“I did promise to give him some attention later, if I remember rightly,” Bryce said.

“Yes, you did,” I replied, giggling.

I sat up, so we were both sitting side by side and wrapped my hand around Bryce's cock as he wrapped his around mine. We started stroking each other as we both leaned in and kissed.

Fuck, this was so hot.

We were both just sitting on the sofa, stroking each other's hard cocks as we made out. It went on for a while. I could feel pre-cum leaking from Bryce's cock, and there was plenty leaking from mine. Then he took his hand off my cock, and I felt it go down between my thighs. He reached under, and his finger found my hole…he pressed it against the opening. I moaned into him.

“You like that, huh? Like me playing with your hole?” He said.

“Yes, I love it,” I replied.

Bryce took his finger in his mouth and licked it, then, as I kept stroking him, his hand went back to my hole. He pushed against it, and his finger entered me…

“Oh fuck…” I moaned.

Bryce started fingering me while we made out, and I stroked his cock. It was fucking hot, but after a while, I couldn't take any more. I needed the real thing. I needed this man inside me again. I pulled his hand away and kicked my leg over his lap, straddling him. He pulled me in with his hand on the back of my head, and we started making out intensely, as I felt around behind us, grabbing his cock and lining it up against my hole. I pulled away from the kiss for a second and spat onto my fingers, rubbing them on my hole while I looked into his eyes. He was smiling. He looked excited for what was about to come…

We leaned back in and started kissing each other intensely again, our tongues massaging each other's mouths, as we moaned and grinded our bodies. I lined up his cock against my hole, then I sat back, and I felt the head pop inside me as shivers ran through my entire body.

“Oh fuck baby,” I moaned.

“Yes, baby, take my cock inside you,” Bryce moaned back.

I slowly sat on his cock, feeling him stretch me open.

It was heaven.

I never wanted it to stop.