I wanted to be naked...I wanted to show off...I wanted to have my hard cock slippery in my hand...I wanted to get fucked....I felt that last desire roll between my cock in hand to my balls to my ass to my cock and back again. I headed for the gym; I could burn off some energy and build some other in a work out. There is a kinda corridor on one side of the gym between buildings; as I turned down it to get to the lobby, Tony one of the quarterbacks and his girl Tiesha were right there.
Tiesha had her back to me leaning into Tony's thighs and belly as he leaned against the low wall there. She has the most perfect heart shaped ass. She had her head on his shoulder. Tony saw me turn the corner. His eyes went right to my boner. He shifted one hand down to cup her ass...and moved it into her crack from behind, grinning wickedly at me over her shoulder. I pretended to check my phone. He pulled her into a kiss and lifted one of her legs a bit to rub her pussy from behind. Tony's mixed; he has dark caramel skin and shocking green eyes.
I pulled on my cock a little; he kept one eye open on my hand. I wanted to join them. I heard someone coming down the corridor...I looked over my shoulder and frowned back at Tony. I walked by just nodding, "what's up guys?" as I went past them. Two maintenance guys followed me around the corner. I sighed happily and went into the locker room.
There were a lot of the football team milling around the lobby, but the locker room was pretty quiet. I hear a shower going and a couple lockers were open. I sat down in front of my locker, there was no way I could get my full erection into the gym shorts I'd brought...they were the running shorts J had trimmed the lining out of. I moved slow unpacking my gear, untying my shoes, reviewing the training lists Mac had given me. My urgency passed some.
Jergens came out of the dry sauna and went to one of the toilet stalls. One guy rushed from the shower into his sweats and left. Only two open lockers now. I stared at the lists. That helped cool me off some. Jergens nodded and went into his office. The locker room was silent around me. I pulled off my shirt. The warm moist air flowed over my skin. I stood and worked my jeans down over my ass, and took them and my socks off in one move. I snagged a towel and took a cold shower.
Tony was at his locker when I came out of the shower, "hey stud. Good to see you today." He opened his zippered hoodie and dropped it in his locker. I was drying my hair and the droplets were suddenly going from cold on my skin to hot.
"Good to see you two too..." I stopped toweling my hair, got my water bottle and strutting, and filled it.
Tony dropped his sweats; I saw a glistening spot down one thigh. He'd been precumming.
"I needed a cool rinse...been pumped all day...." I faced him as I pulled clean short socks on. It hit me that I hadn't come since Isaac, Brett and I did yoga Wednesday morning. I'd been hard and wanting most of that time!
He looked around, no one was around. I thought someone was in the sauna or steam room, but wasn't sure. "Yeah...I noticed...." He flashed those super green eyes at my crotch. "What're you up to?"
"Hmmm...I thought I'd hit the weights....long steam and sauna for sure....gonna get laid tonight so I need to touch up the trim job. You?" I took a long drink of water. He was well muscled and every move was muscular and poised. He had a sprinkle of tight curlies on his chest and a triangle of a pube.
"I'll join ya....we haven't hung out since that training camp last year...I've got time to kill til me and Tiesha hang tonight."
I held his eyes as I pulled on the thin running shorts. The long line of my shaft was pushed against the material by my full balls. Tony had compression shorts in his hand. He dropped them back into his bag and tugged on some cotton shorts. They were longer in the legs but taut across his thighs and ass so they formed a natural pouch. We walked to the weight room, joking and bullshitting. The room was packed. A circuit training class was almost finished.
Tony and I got in line and followed the last team of three thru the circuit. They all left in a crowd and the room seemed huge suddenly. Tony and I spotted for and encouraged each other. He kept forgetting to reset the heights on the machines, "Yo, man sorry. Its funny, I forget I'm taller than you..." He's 6'2".
"Maybe if you looked up from my cock long enough..." he looked shocked for a flash then slapped my pec as I did bench presses.
"Alright, cocky little bastard....hit another set of those...." I was quaking in my shoulders on the set he pushed me into... We'd been at it now for almost 75 minutes and I was getting tired. I said so.
"Tell you what big l'il man, you're in better condition than me, I was gonna quit some time back..." He grinned and ducked his face.
I let out a small, woohoo! and stripping off my sweaty shirt led the way into the locker room. I was naked and tugging my balls as I got a towel before he got his locker open. I pissed real fast and held the door for him into the steam room. No one was around at all. In the steam we sat right across from each other. He wasn't shy about sitting on the edge of the bench his cock and balls hanging over the front of the bench. He stretched full arms over head and without a word pulled me by my knees into matching his posture.
He then spit into his hand and gave my cock head a warm lube, "My gal gets most of my attention...but....let's mess around...do you edge?" His expression was kinda shy but his hand was active on all of my cock and balls now. I matched him; we pulled each others cocks.
After a few minutes, I had to push his hand off, "I've not come in two days and I've edged like 6 times...." He sat back.
"Get me closer big l'il man." I took both hands and giving a thick gob of spit to the job really set into his cock. He had a surprisingly high voice when he got excited. He shook and thrust up, stopping me with an iron grip on my wrists. I was rewarded with a white clump of precum when I released my grip on the base of his shaft. I rubbed it back into his head, giving him echoes to ride out. The iron grip turned into batting away my hands. I laughed at him.
I stood and shook out my hands and arms. He leaned forward and in one deep suck, took my cock down to the balls. He arched in a little gag and slurped back off my cock. He pushed down the length again and again. I stood on my toes, fists pointed at the ceiling and just moaned. I had to back off and sat down hard on the bench. "That is like riding a bike...ya never forget huh? I ain't done that in ages...we're cool, right? I mean..."
"Naw, man we're cool. I don't 'kiss and tell'...."
His grin made me chuckle, I reached forward and wiped off a smear of spit and my precum that was left over on his chin....I was still throbbing and getting a little light headed...."I need a cool rinse..."
Just as I was done turning under the cool water, Coach Mac came outta his office. I wrapped my towel and called to him. "Mac, got a sec?"