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Gym Buddies, Part 8
C. Charlie - cosmic709@yahoo.com
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Note: This story picks almost immediately after the end of Chapter 7.
A few hours later, Dylan and I found ourselves on the couch in my living room, watching a movie. I was laying against his side, and he had his arm around me. He'd pulled me against him about ten minutes ago. It was a frequent sign that he wanted some action. If I didn't give in, he'd slide my head down his body or move one of my hands to his junk. Once he was boned up, he wouldn't give up until his load was inside of me.
It took five minutes before Dylan reached down and squeezed his dick. "Babe, I'm ready for round two. Wanna get fucked?"
I turned my head toward him and smiled, "What's in it for me?"
"My dick is reward enough for you," Dylan said, "You won't fool me by playing hard to get."
He palmed my skull and pushed it down into his crotch. "Breath deep, baby. That'll get you in the mood."
Sunday, April 22, 2018
Monday, April 9, 2018
Gym Buddies, Part 7
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Gym Buddies, Part 7
C. Charlie - cosmic709@yahoo.com
cceroticstories.blogspot.com
charliessmut.tumblr.com
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It was a few weeks after Dylan and I tag-teamed his buddy Jason. I'd left work early and gone to the gym. By late afternoon I was headed home and looking forward to a quiet night. Dylan wanted to go out for dinner, which usually signified that he was in a romantic mood. My body was sore from my workout, and I needed some rest. After I fucked him, Dylan became more needy and more aggressive than usual. He had pinned my hands behind my back a few days ago, and my shoulders were still sore.
I washed up and came out of the shower. When I did, Dylan was sitting in a chair next to my bed. He was wearing his gym gear, and the chest and pits of his t-shirt were dark with sweat. He smiled at me.
"I went to the gym and they told me you'd just left. I decided to jog over here to see if you were up for a quick fuck."
"How'd you get in here?" I asked quickly.
"The door was unlocked. I texted you, but you didn't answer. I figured I'd just come in and find you."
"Oh." I said.
Gym Buddies, Part 7
C. Charlie - cosmic709@yahoo.com
cceroticstories.blogspot.com
charliessmut.tumblr.com
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It was a few weeks after Dylan and I tag-teamed his buddy Jason. I'd left work early and gone to the gym. By late afternoon I was headed home and looking forward to a quiet night. Dylan wanted to go out for dinner, which usually signified that he was in a romantic mood. My body was sore from my workout, and I needed some rest. After I fucked him, Dylan became more needy and more aggressive than usual. He had pinned my hands behind my back a few days ago, and my shoulders were still sore.
I washed up and came out of the shower. When I did, Dylan was sitting in a chair next to my bed. He was wearing his gym gear, and the chest and pits of his t-shirt were dark with sweat. He smiled at me.
"I went to the gym and they told me you'd just left. I decided to jog over here to see if you were up for a quick fuck."
"How'd you get in here?" I asked quickly.
"The door was unlocked. I texted you, but you didn't answer. I figured I'd just come in and find you."
"Oh." I said.
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