It had been a couple of days since my older neighbour, Ray, and I had sucked each other's cocks for the first time, and I was becoming worried that we had gone too far. I knew I had never had a homosexual experience before and didn't think Ray had either.
I had enjoyed getting to know him, and the chance encounter that led to us sucking each other had been unexpected, to say the least. Still, I really hoped we hadn't damaged our friendship.
I grabbed a few hours of sleep after my shift, and then as I awoke to the summer smells of the garden through the open window, I felt refreshed enough to have some exercise. I slipped on some gym shorts and headed downstairs to drink some water before splashing some on my face and heading into the back garden and performing some stretches in the warm air.
'Hi mate,' Ray called from his garden. I almost jumped as he had startled me, but I was pleased to see he was smiling and didn't look at me any differently after what we had done.
"Morning Ray' I replied, facing him but continuing my arm stretches. I could see Ray admiring my muscular body, and I liked the feeling. I leaned back, arching and stretching my abdominals taught for his benefit and wondered if he had noticed that I wasn't wearing any underwear beneath my thin shorts. My prick thickened slightly as the blood circulated.
'Just about to have a nice workout to start the day; fancy joining me?' I asked. I was surprised when Ray said he was and told me he would get changed and come around. I told him I'd leave the front door unlocked and to head straight through.
I opened the door for him and quickly decided to give my teeth a brush now I would have company, then rushed back to the gym. I started my routine with my usual warmup of barefoot bodyweight squats to get my blood flowing and heart pumping. I had just finished my 3rd set when Ray arrived in his training gear. I had already started to sweat, and Ray looked at the sheen on my body, whipped off his vest, and removed his flip-flops to join me. We did a few more sets of squats facing each other. Ray didn't go as deep as me, and I told him he needed to go lower. I stood behind him and held his hips as I guided him down in harmony with me, telling him to open his hips and get deep into the stretch at the bottom. We moved up and down in close proximity, and I could see the sweat forming on his back and running down his spine.
Once we were both warmed up I told him we were doing a light chest workout and put a couple of 15Kg plates on the bar and slid myself under it. I braced my back on the bench and my feet flat on the floor as I stiffened my body and lifted the weight above my throat and then let it lower slowly in a controlled fashion until the bar touched the muscle of my chest and then pressed it slowly upwards. It wasn't a heavy weight, but I worked slowly and strictly, forcing my muscles to flex and pump as I did so. Ray stood at my feet watching me work and I wondered if he was watching my form or if he was thinking about the cock beneath my shorts that he had taken in his mouth just mere days before.
I racked the weights on the bench and sat up, sweating profusely, and I wiped the bench with a towel and let Ray get under the weight.