Miguel picked up his pace as he finished his last couple of laps around the track before he slowed to a walking pace. There were a few others on the track with him, mostly women but there was a man in high riding shorts and a tank top who was running sprints. Miguel thought about the possibility of pacing this man for sport but with this heat and humidity, even this late in the afternoon, it would be foolish.
Running charged Miguel up, looking at other sweaty men in shorts with their strong muscled thighs working, moving gracefully. He often wondered what other joggers wore beneath their shorts or if he was the only one that used the inner lining of his shorts as underwear. His cock bounced freely on occasion, he'd see an ass in shorts that'd make him instantly hard and he'd have to adjust himself in the middle of his run.
Miguel was infatuated with the man running speed work on the track as he cooled down and stretched. When Miguel sat down two lanes away from the panting man who had stopped his fast pace, Miguel looked up at him and his cock stirred. Thin, quivering thighs stuck out from thin black shorts as the man bent over to stretch his hamstrings, giving Miguel quite an eyeful of tight ass.
Miguel stood up, walked towards the man and offered him the towel for his face.
"Thanks man. I appreciate it. That's my last one." His panting between words indicated just how tiresome his speed work was.
"My name's Miguel. I've seen you out here numerous times. You training for something?"
"Name's Kevin. I'm just a 5k man but you've gotta stay in shape during season, right?"
"Yup."
Miguel noticed Kevin's facial features as he examined the rest of his body. Kevin's small frame held plenty of definition beneath his tank top and shorts. The dirt on his shoes showed Miguel that Kevin did a lot of trail running. Miguel was sure he'd seen him before.
"How about you? I've seen you out on the track doing speed work occasionally." Miguel's panting slowed as he patted himself off.
"I used to be a more serious runner but work has forced that to take a back seat. Now I rarely get out and when I can, it's out here."
"Peace and quiet among the roads and rubber eh?"
"Yup," both men chuckled. Miguel stood up, slipped off his shoes and threw them in his bag by the side of the track. Miguel's thoughts strayed as his mind twisted words. He'd like to see Kevin with just a rubber over his stiff erection.
"Hey, you wanna go out and get something to drink after a shower?" Kevin's upbeat tone returned as he cooled down and chugged Gatorade from his sports bottle. Miguel watched droplets of the blue liquid run down the man's chin and his neck. He had to readjust himself before answering.
"Sure, I live close by. We could meet somewhere."
"Or you could just use my shower. I have a Jacuzzi you could rest your legs in while I showered."
Miguel hoped for more innuendo in Kevin's words but figured it was just exhaustion from the workout.
"Should we take your car?" Miguel scanned the near empty parking.
"I biked. What about you?"
"Black ford, over there." Miguel pointed to the F150 by the tennis courts. Kevin walked towards a bike that leaned against the fence, picked up the bike and carried it over to the bed of Miguel's truck.
"She's all loaded up." Kevin said as he shut the gate. Miguel unlocked the doors and got in the cab, starting the truck as Kevin sat down.
"Where to?"
"I'm just down the road in South Shore. Take a left at the first entrance and I'll get us in."
"Oh, off Masters drive?"
"Yup."
Miguel followed Kevin's directions and within two minutes, had pulled into Kevin's driveway. He looked at the beautiful front yard before his eyes gazed over the two-story house and sighed. His apartment was nice but the homes in this neighborhood were pricey.
He got out, helped Kevin with his bike and followed him up the steps into his house. "If you'd like, the Jacuzzi is out back. Slip off your shoes and whatnot and get comfortable. I won't be long."
"Okay, thanks." Miguel walked out to the patio; the scent of Kevin's floral garden hit him instantly. Miguel admired the décor before turning his attention to the Jacuzzi. Kneeling down, he slipped his hand beneath the warm water and sighed happily. He slipped his shoes and socks off, sat down at the edge of the water and closed his eyes as the warmth calmed his aching muscles.
A few minutes later, the screen door slid open and Kevin came out with two beers. He handed one to Miguel before sipping his own and setting it down beside them. "So, how's the heat?"
"It's wonderful. My legs feel better already." Miguel stretched out, flexing his muscles as he let the heat turn his otherwise strong thighs to jell-o.
"Good. I always enjoy sitting out here with company or a longneck and relaxing after my run. Generally, after work this thing feels great."
"I can imagine. What do you do?"
"I'm a software engineer for Raytheon. Big VB, C++, Unix stuff. How about yourself?"
"I'm the guy that gets to wade through hours of code and fix bugs."
"Sucks to have your job."
"Sucks not to have my pay."
"Really." They clinked beers and took long sips before setting down empty bottles. "I'll get us another round in a moment."
"Thanks." Miguel stretched his arms and shoulders before splashing more water over his legs.
"Well, have you been to a massage therapist?"
"Nope."
"I do that on the side."
"My body is so sore from all the extra lifting I've been doing." Kevin tried to stretch but instead stood up and slipped off his shorts, exposing pale naked flesh to Miguel and the humid summer air. Miguel looked upwards at the cock that jutted out in front of him before Kevin submerged himself in the Jacuzzi.
