Gym Buddies, Part 4

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Gym Buddies, Chapter 4
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Last time: During a sexual encounter with Dylan, he topped me for the first time and claimed me as his own. Jordan, who I had blown once at the gym, has been out of the picture ever since.

That night, Dylan and I went from being two guys who had hooked up a few times to full on, though unofficial, boyfriends, and he was unlike anyone I had ever been with before.

On the one hand, Dylan was possessive. He wanted me to be with him when he wasn't at work or in school, and he wanted me to be next to him when we were hanging out. His hands were always on my shoulder, my back, grabbing at my ass, and he was constantly trying to kiss me. When we were in public, it was a little embarrassing. At the same time, it got me hot every single time. When he slipped his hand into my pants as we walked down the street, it put me in the mood for more, and he was always demanding about sex. If he wanted a blow-job and I didn't pick up on his signals, he would grab my neck and pull my head into his junk.

At the same time, despite his possessiveness, his aggression, and his constant cockiness, he was the most loving and romantic guy I'd ever dated. He was affectionate, caring, and, well, into me. Things got serious fast, and I soon realized I was ignoring the rest of my life.

I ran into Jordan at the gym after about two weeks of being holed up in either my bedroom or Dylan's. He grabbed my neck and rubbed my hair before saying, "Looks like Dylan finally got sick of you."