Since my job started picking back up I've been going to the 24 hour gym in the early morning. Like 4am early. I get a good workout in, shower, shave, and then I'm on way. Works out pretty good.

With the small number of people there I noticed one guy always seemed to be working out near me. He always finished his sets and headed to the locker room the same time as me.

He was cute, a little younger than me, probably in his early 30's. Probably 5'9" or so, little bit of a gut, clean shaven.

He looked good, and he'd been "stalking" me, so the other morning I walked up to him on the fly machine. He got all nervous, and tried to pretend like he didn't see me coming.

I said "Hey, looks like you might be having some trouble there. Want me to spot you?"

Flustered he said "Um... Wait. What?"

"Come on man. That's funny. You're on a machine and I ask if you need to be spotted? I just needed a reason to talk to you."

The tension slipped out of his body and he kinda giggled (you know, but in a manly way). "Oh right..." He shook his head gently getting his thoughts back together "hey, I'm Brian." He wiped his hand off a little and offered it to me

"Jared. Nice to meet you."

We chatted for a bit, weather, politics, dogs, etc just regular stuff that first day. We both headed off to the shower at the same time. I couldn't prove it at the time, but I was as sure as I could be that he was checking me out anytime I had my eyes closed.

We got closer over the next couple weeks. Among other things, I learned he had recently decided he was actually bi, that he was married to Ava, and he was definitely punching up. He learned about my "lifestyle" and told my he and Ava had been discussing something similar. He wanted to watch, but it had to be "the right guy."

I, of course, offered my services immediately "Brian, I don't know if I qualify as the right guy or not, but you're a good looking guy, and Ava is..." <Chef's kiss>

He blushed at the little compliment then started talking really quickly and excitedly "I was hoping you'd say that! She thinks you look great in the shower! I've told her how fun you are! Listen, what are you doing Friday night?"

I blinked hard. "What do you mean she's thinks I look great in the shower? When has she ever seen me in the shower?"

Brian stopped cold. His eyes got absolutely huge...." Ummm. Well. See.... I'm so sorry. You looked so sexy, and I wanted her to see you. See if she was into you...."

"So. You took pictures of me. In the shower." I said it with a little disgust in my voice, but I was actually feeling a little turned on.

"I'm sorry. I'm sorry. What can I do to make it to you?"

I smiled and looked around. We were the only people in the locker room. "I think for a violation of trust like that, you're going to have to blow me."

He got a look of fear on his face "I mean, maybe? Friday night is supposed to be all about her though. I was really hoping I could just watch"

"Oh, sweet Brian. Not Friday. Now." I felt my cock twitch under my towel in anticipation.

His face changed in milliseconds: shock, to embarrassment, to excitement, to arousal. "I've never done that before"

I stood up next to him and dropped the towel. "there's a first time for everything"

He stared at my freshly shaved crotch without moving. My dick starting to get hard right in front of his face. Subconsciously he started licking his lips.

His eyes never moved from my cock. I reached down and moved his hands. One to my shaft and the other to cup my balls. Now that his hands were in place he seemed to break free of whatever paralysis had ahold of him. He squeezed my balls gently, his other hand twisted up and down me. He looked up towards my eyes and questioned "like that?"

"You're doing great. Start kissing him"

He nodded and closed his eyes to concentrate. With one hand he held me upright and leaned in. Pushing my shaft up against his face he kissed the base of my dick and started working up the seam.

With his other hand he had begun absentmindedly started playing with himself.

I know cock drunk when I see it, I reached into my locker as quietly as I could without changing the rhythm. I opened my phone and took several pictures and a short video of Brian making out with my dick.

Looking down I said "Good boy. Now suck"

He opened his eyes and looked up at me somehow completely missing the phone in my hand (I guess cock drunk makes you a little single minded), "Really? Have you seen how big you are? How am I going to swallow that!?"

"I didn't say swallow. I said suck. You're gonna need a lot more practice if you want to deep throat me....Open your mouth and stick out your tongue."

Brian did his best baby bird impression. I grabbed the back of his head and slid his lips over my dick. I filled his mouth until he choked just a little "See, more fits than you thought"

With a little water in his eyes, he nodded and smiled.

He started working his own dick harder while he bobbed on mine. I took another short video and put my phone up.

With both hands free now I was able to get Brian to a pace I wanted. I could feel myself getting closer. "I'm gonna cum. Swallow it"

He nodded, and tried to take me deeper, resulting in a quick gurking. I smiled to myself and then concentrated on the pleasure he was giving me.

I groaned, pumped, held his head in place, and unleashed my pent up cum into his mouth. He choked, yet again, but to his credit he did manage to keep most of it in his mouth.

Apparently he had been close too. He took a swallow of the spunk in his mouth, gave himself a few more strokes and unloaded.

I reached down, scooped up his cum from the bench as best I could. When I put my cum seasoned fingers close to his mouth, he opened up and sucked my fingers clean. Probably more than clean, not that I'm complaining.

With us spent for the moment I just added "Think Ava is gonna have a good time Friday?"

He caught his breath too. "Abso-fuckin-lutely"