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| Sergey |
I’m making pre-workout shakes. 10am at mine? You can park at Gold’s, it’s the apartment building across. I’m in 5A.
I smiled, put my phone down and walked to the shower. Normally I wouldn’t shower before a morning workout, but I had to look (and smell) my best for Brett.
I was in my black workout shorts with grey side-panels when I finished making three protein shakes. I had left my tanktop on the bed and started walking to the bedroom to fetch it. Then I looked down at my body. I had just shaved my chest and abs fully hairless. I was happy with the definition. I looked in the mirror to check my face. My brown hair was up and my scruffy beard was well-maintained. The buzzer went.
“Hey!”
“Hi!”
On the little screen I saw that Brett and David were together.
“Come on up!”
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| David |
“Hey buddy! Looking good!”, he said as hugged me.
My heart raced with excitement as he said the compliment. Over his shoulder I could already see Brett. Brett wore a dark grey tanktop with the Nike logo and a black cap. His arms were massive. When he came in to hug me I spotted a tattoo on the inside of his arm and some writing, almost like a complete poem on his bicep on the other arm.
“Hey man”, he said as I felt his hand on my bare back.
He looked so amazing, truly showing a different side to the polite, kind, introverted real estate broker. That said, he didn’t seem too interested in my shirtless body as he looked around my apartment.
“Nice place! This is new, right?” Now he looked at me but not even an inch down from my face.
“Yeah”, I said. “I’m the first one to live here.”
“I can tell, they did a great job.”
“I wouldn’t like that the neighbors can look in”, David piped in as he looked out the window.
“I know, thankfully it’s just the living room”, I said as I handed them both the shakes I had made.
“Thanks, man. Oh, and a balcony?”, Brett asked.
I opened the door for him. He walked out and admired the view, shielding his eyes from the sun. I followed him. David sat on a stool by the kitchen and scrolled through his phone.
“Nice view”, he said. “You did well with this.”
He patted my back, which was still without a shirt.
“Thanks, that means a lot coming from the expert”, I said as I looked at him. He was still looking at the view but when I said this he turned and look back at me. His eyes made me feel so warm inside and finally he took a quick glance down. But he surprised me by asking “Aren’t you cold? It’s quite windy up here.”
“Oh, right. Let me put something on.”
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| Brett |
“I am sure feeling those chicken wings on me”, David said.
“With me it always goes straight to my butt”, Brett said. “Nellie used to love it.”
“That tennis guy’s ass must be fucking massive then”, David laughed as he managed to slap Brett’s butt while they continued running.
Brett was in the middle, facing David, which gave me the opportunity to check out Brett’s behind. His black workout shorts tightly covered a nicely curved butt. I had never looked at men’s butts before, but I definitely started to see the attraction.
“That reminds me”, Brett said to David. “Do you want to go hiking up by Snoqualmie again before winter?”
I sniggered. They both looked at me.
“I mean… How does your butt remind you of hiking?”
David turned to look ahead and didn’t answer.
“Ehh… We’ll tell you another time”, Brett looked at me with a facial expression I couldn’t place.
“Yeah, I don’t know, Brett”, David said.
“It was great last time, I really think we should go back before snowfall. And this time we’ll have Sergey.” He turned to look at me. “Right?”
“Yeah, that sounds cool!”, I said.
“It did make you really happy last time”, David then said. “Fine, two weekends from now.”
Brett turned to look at me and smiled.
After the treadmill we each went our ways in the gym. I was doing pull ups when I saw Brett doing rear leg raises and I thought I was going to pass out.
At one point I was tired and sweaty and was ready to wrap it up. I figured these two muscledads would still be up for more. But then I saw David come up to me. His T-shirt stuck to his chest and he also smelled a little sweaty. Somehow it actually smelled quite good.
“Hey, I got a text that they want me to re-record some stuff from yesterday. So I’m hitting the showers. We’ll be in touch for the hike, yeah?”
“Yes! It’ll be amazing!”, Brett said as he appeared from my left.
“You also ready for the showers?”, I asked Brett.
“Yeah, I’m done here. We can shower at your place, right?”
Seeing Brett and David change in the locker room was probably what I had most looked forward to, but in the moment of course I said “Oh, sure”.
David looked at his watch and said, “You go ahead. They expect me in 20 minutes, so I gotta run. I’ll have a shower here.”
And before I knew it, I was walking back to my apartment with just a sweaty Brett.
“Sorry for being a bit weird on the treadmills before”, he said as we crossed the street. “In June David and I already did the walk, and it was absolutely gorgeous. It was the first time since the separation I felt happy again, I have really good memories about it. Dave was just a little freaked out, because we camped out in the forest overnight, had some beers by the fire…”
I was letting us into the apartment building and for the first time I started to sense where this story was going.
“Well… Things got a little Brokeback Mountain. We were drunk, and it was really no big deal. I know in Russia it’s a bigger deal, but we were both recently separated, so…”
“I get it”, I interrupted him.
He looked at me as we stood in the elevator. The lovely smell of his sweat was now strong as he stood close to me for longer than his quick hugs. I interpreted the moment as romantic.
“Drunk and in need of human contact. There’s no shame in it”, I shrugged.
I thought this was the moment I should come out. Right now. This is where it comes up in conversation. I took a deep breath and…
“Yeah, well, David was really embarrassed about it”, Brett said. “So try not to mention it.”
The elevator doors opened. Brett walked out. I breathed out and followed him. The moment had passed.
I showed Brett Erik’s bathroom and then I walked to my own. I stood under the shower and let the water fall. I felt stupid. There’s no shame in it, I had said. What a hypocrite was I.
I turned the shower off and toweled off. I felt hungry and heard my stomach growl. I wrapped the towel around my waist and picked up the gym clothes I had dropped on the bathroom floor when I had taken them off. I put them in the hamper and walked out to the kitchen to grab a banana and see what I had in the fridge to possibly make some sandwiches.
“That is a nice shower!”, I heard.
I closed the fridge and saw Brett in tight white briefs holding his towel and his workout clothes. Dark hair covered his chest and stomach. His chest was as massive and impressive as the clothed version promised. His stomach was not as defined as mine, but you could definitely make out his abs through the hair. He was all-round incredibly sexy. His bulge looked mouth-watering.
“Oh, you making lunch? I’m starving!”
I had lost the ability to talk for just a little bit so I just nodded my head.
“I’m a sucker for a grilled cheese”, he said as he walked to his bag, which he had left in the living room. He bent over forward to take out clean clothes and put them on my sofa without standing up straight. Then he put the towel and the dirty clothes in the bag. Seeing this left me no doubt that I was gay. Bent over in the white briefs I could make out Brett’s every curve. I now had a full-blown hard-on, which made me remember I was only wearing a towel. I desperately didn’t want to expose myself now.
It had been quiet for too long, as Brett stood up straight, turned around to face me and asked “What?”
With his beautiful eyes looking at me and that gorgeous body on display, my ability to speak had not returned.
“Oh”, he smiled and pointed up and down at me. “Yeah, I haven’t really kept track of the grooming lately.”
I looked at myself and realized that he was referring to my body being completely smooth and his being furry.
“I usually just trim though, I don’t go completely smooth like you or David”, he said as he walked toward the kitchen with his hand caressing his stomach. “I don’t have the definition yet, I think. Do you need help?”
This gorgeous man was now standing next to me in just his briefs as I was just in a towel. My heartbeat was racing and I was shaking a little.
“Hey, you got the workout shakes?”
I laughed a nervous laugh and mumbled “A little”.
“Sit down, or get changed. I’ll make us something.”
I had to focus to make it to a bar stool and sit down. It would have been smart to get dressed to hide my obvious arousal, but I was not missing a second of this man in his underwear in my kitchen.
“You need some food in you before you pass out! Did you have breakfast at all?”
“Nah.”
“Most important meal of the day, man!”
I was liking how believable it was that I was really shaking from lack of food and over-exertion even though I was pretty confident it had more to do with my nervousness around an undressed Brett. I was taking deep breaths and my boner slowly went down. The shaking stopped. And I could still watch Brett go around my kitchen in those perfectly tight briefs.
“Here you go”, he said as he put a plate with two grilled cheese sandwiches in front of me.
“Thanks, man. I got a bit woozy there.”
“No problem!”
Brett now came around the kitchen bar to sit on the stool next to me. He put his arm around my shoulders and said “Is it good?” as I took a bite.
“Perfect.”
Once we had finished the sandwiches, Brett in no time left my apartment. I still felt like a fool for not coming out. Maybe the hiking and camping trip would give me another opportunity.
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