Lost Bet Part 7: Next Year
I was walking on a treadmill as a jiggly ass cycled in front of me. I had a perfect view of every movement and ripple which allowed my thoughts to wander to last year. My string of sexual experiences starting with a bet on a childhood game that I had made up, and culminating in, a bill for a destroyed dressing room, and the strangest wedding I have ever attended. Now, a little over a year later, and I haven't even seen Leo, Greg, or Ray since. I recalled all the stress that I went through, and the stress I put those around me through. However, with much effort, I had happily moved on from that time with no desire to go back.
"You realize I can see you?" The ass spoke and got off the stationary bike revealing a slim, tan body and smiling face.
I addressed the man kindly and confidently. "I realize that it's rude, but when I see an ass like that I get lost in very dirty thoughts."
"Well, I guess if you can't help yourself, it would be rude for me to hinder you." His British accent made the simple sentence sound like sweet nothings whispered in my ear, or maybe he was just that good.
"This is why people call you Evan the Enabler." I brushed back Evan's blond hair and kissed him happily. "Now look what you made me do."
"Sexual harassment," he retorted quickly. "Trust me, I will be alerting gym security immediately."
We laughed and I hopped off the treadmill. "So, you talked me into coming here with a promise of a great locker room, let's go see it."
"I thought we would work out a little longer, seeing as how we've only been here 20 minutes."
"How long do you usually work out?"
"Three hours, six days, each week."
"Dear God!"
"You don't get to look as good as I do without putting in the work."
"Evan, that's probably the saddest thing I've ever heard. Nonetheless let's go home."
"But if we stay here you can stare at my butt while I work out more."
"But if we go...sex."
"Trading one workout for another, I'm in, I'll get my towel."
"Evan, don't sour sex with the thought of exercise. I'll be in the showers, making note of all of the cocks larger than yours."
"If there's more than four, take a picture."
"Got it."
We kissed and I walked off entering the famed locker room of our local gym, and this place did not disappoint. Wall to wall male bodies of various size and race. From the entryway, there was an uninhibited view of the whole room all the way through to the showers attached to the back of the room. All over men were talking and laughing, no one took any notice that they were naked, it was a strange, gay, utopia, that I never wanted to leave. I went to the closest bench and unapologetically ogled the many men in there, I became fixated on the men in the shower until a hand grabbed my shoulder and shocked me out of my haze.
"Having fun, are we?" The man switched sides behind me so I didn't get a good look at him.
"Yeah, this is pretty much the only reason why I came here, so I might as well enjoy the...view." When the man sat down next to me I finally got to see his deep brown face and gray flecked black hair, instantly my thoughts of the year before flooded my mind once more. "Ray?"
My ex-boyfriend's father smiled and nodded at me. "It's been a long time hasn't it Dare?"
"Yeah, about a year since I last saw you." I had to fight the urge to say when you ran out of your daughter's wedding with her fiancΓ©.
"I'm so glad I ran into you here, Greg and I had been planning on inviting you over to talk about last year, but you moved and your number changed so we never had the opportunity to."
"Oh, you and Greg are together still?"
"Yeah, our first anniversary was about a week ago, we just got back from an amazing vacation in Italy, I'm pretty sure if I ever retire that is where I want to hang my hat."
"Cool." I wanted to be more articulate on the matter but shock still stunted my actions.
"Yes, very cool," Ray rose and in an instant, I was eye level with his groin, which I just realized was completely exposed. Before my brain could adjust he continued to talk, but I wasn't listening, everything in me was fixed on this man's perfect body. This dark chocolate, lean yet muscular 5'8" man with a thick four-inch soft cock was amazing. From his black, dreadlocked hair that was in a perfect ponytail, all the way down to his large slender feet. His abs made me swoon, his arms made me swoon, and his thighs made me hard. "So, what do you say?" I finally heard his voice.
"Yes." I had no idea what I was agreeing to all I know is, in that moment, yes seemed like the right answer.
"Great! Greg will be so happy to see you again, you can come around 7, we are still in the same place, I can't wait." With a bright smile, and flopping dick, Ray walked away, Evan was walking up to me as Ray was walking away, so Evan checked him out, Ray thanked him for the nod and went on to the showers.
"Who's the hunk, are you leaving me for a sugar daddy? My dick's bigger." Evan smiled and kissed me which eased my shocked state.
"That was Leo's dad." I replied softly.
Evan fell silent and his head quickly shook between looking at me and looking at the naked man, now in the showers. "No," he commented. "That's Ray, the one who ended up with Greg, why didn't you tell me he looked like that?"
"I never noticed before, he's always been clothed and I was too busy looking at his son to notice him."
"Well, I truly understand why Greg did what he did now."
"Oh, shut up," I secretly agreed with him. It then dawned on me, the conversation that Ray just left with me, he wants dinner, Greg and me and him...dinner. "I have to cancel."
"What?"
"He invited me to dinner tonight, with him and Greg, I can't do that."