If I knew what I was going to be doing on Saturday night, the work week would not have been such a grind.
Friday night had taken its time getting here and now I didn't feel like doing anything except kicking my feet up and sipping a few beers. The cold beer was hitting the spot and giving me the relaxation I desperately needed.
I rubbed my eyes while a movie streamed that I was only paying half attention too. The other half was zoning out on my phone.
My phone buzzed as I rubbed my eyes and I reached over to see a text from Adam, my running partner on Saturdays.
"Tyler, you down for some drinks after our run tomorrow?"
I smiled, when was I not down for a few drinks after logging some good mileage?
"Yeah man sounds good!" I hit him back.
"Cool, see you at the park." He signed off and I went back to casually browsing my phone while the movie played.
Adam and I were similar in a lot of ways and dissimilar in extroversion. He was a much more extroverted guy than me, which is why he was usually the one asking to go out.
We were both gay, white guys in our late 20's. We liked to run long distances and keep a mostly clean diet when we weren't partying.
We also had the same tastes in men. Tall, strong, and looking to top without commitment.
Eventually I passed out in my bed, sleepy after more than a few beers and felt like I was going to regret that during the run tomorrow.
The morning came and I was feeling ready to go. The night in did me good I thought as I ate some oatmeal and fruit before cleaning my apartment.
We weren't planning to run until 2pm, so I had plenty of time to make the place spotless.
At 1:45, I started to walk to the big park near my place. Adam was already there, limbering up and waiting. He wasn't my type, but I could still appreciate a lean, fit guy in short shorts and waiting for me shirtless! I strolled up and we caught up briefly on the plan for the day.
"Ready?" I said and he smiled.
"Try to keep up!" He teased as he took off making me run a few paces quicker than usual to catch up!
Our legs and lungs were spent by the time we were at our finish point. 10 miles done and dusted!
We drained the rest of the waters and gatorades we had, then put our shirts back on and made our way to a nearby bar with a large patio overlooking a lake.
We were able to snag a spot right by the railing by the lake. Full sun in our eyes blocked by our sunglasses. We gulped the water provided until margaritas arrived while we were in the middle of recapping the run.
Eventually, our chat led back to where it usually ended up.
"So..." Adam said smiling at me.
"So..." I teased him back, the usual intro to this part of our conversations.
He leaned in a bit, "Bend over for any new studs this week?" He said not able to stop himself from laughing.
I laughed too, "You're so crude! No, not me. I'm pure." I said smirking. "It's been way too busy of a week to talk to someone new or hit up an old fling."
"Sad. Not even a quick, Hi Jason, would you like to fuck my face?" He said making me turn a little red in the cheeks.
He knew that Jason was my most on and off hookup the past couple years. Something I'm sure his girlfriends didn't know.
"No, like I said. I'm too pure." I said taking another sip. "But I bet you've got one, you can barely sit still!"
"Well..." Adam started then sipped his drink more, drawing out the story. "There is one guy..." He paused again.
"Oh god you're killing me with anticipation!" I teased.
"Well if you must know, I met a guy at my gym and we've hooked up a couple times this week!"
"Yeah man? Details!" I urged him.
"Would a pic do?"
"Of course." I said in mock courtesy as he pulled his phone out and opened his photo app and then turned it to show me a pic.
It was a screenshot of a Snapchat sent back on Wednesday. My mouth dropped.
"Holy shit..." I muttered out.
The picture could have been pulled from a model site I swear. Framed in what looked like a fancy bathroom, taking a selfie in the mirror, was a lean, fit black man. He had a bright white towel covering just his cock. His body was sculpted rock hard. Muscles popping out everywhere, but not like a bodybuilder, he was still lean. I bet he weighed like 220, but he must have been like 6 foot 5 too. Everything around him looked small.
"Wait for it..." Adam said as he flicked his thumb and went to the next picture. Which was Adam on his knees between his legs as the guy was sitting on the edge of the bed. Adam was smiling at the camera holding his huge cock up next to his face.
"How..." I started before he cut me off.
"9. Inches. And thick."
"I can see that!" I said marveling at how Adam's hand couldn't close all the way around his girth.
"His names Luther. Yeah he's a fucking dream."
"Details, more!" I urged him.
He told me all about how they met at the gym like a month ago. Very casually just saying hi, then over the next few weeks progressing to chatting about some workouts, and more life stuff. Then last week, they each had a vibe from the other and that night, Adam met up with him out at the bars and sucked his cock in the back of his car.
Then he blew him again the next night at his apartment. Luther also rimmed him while he jerked off. Then he blew him again.
Finally on Wednesday they fucked. Passionate, hot, hard, rough, deep, intense were all adjectives thrown in.
"And now?" I pressed him.
"And now he wants to meet up tonight!"
"Shit what are you drinking with me for then?!"
"I'm drinking with you because I had a thought..." he trailed off again.
What a damn tease I thought.
"Which was..."