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-------------------Josh's POV-----------------

I stood at the changing room door, watching Ed walk to the leg press, loading it up. He didn’t even look at me as he sat on the seat, easily pressing the heavy weight, warming up. I did some quick mental math, “That’s about two of me.” I thought, my hand subconsciously touching my chest.

 I broke my hand away, letting the changing room door close behind me. I could feel the stickiness of my dick in my shorts. I was still shocked I had let him do that. I was normally such a cautious person, but he had just made me cum in the open. And the only thing I regretted was that he hadn’t fucked me yet.

 I grabbed my bag from a locker, grabbing a protein bar and eating it, savouring the chocolate. I sat down considering my options.

 “Get clean and wait for me.” Ed had instructed. The changing room was empty, but I never showered at the gym.  I always felt embarrassed getting undressed in front of others. I didn’t have a towel or a change of clothes. I always headed to my apartment close by. I wondered if I could convince Ed to go there instead.

 I didn't think that was likely.

 I had a choice to make. Either strip and wait for him. Or go home, try and sneak past him and shower there, before returning. Either way, I knew I needed to get clean for him, I needed him to fuck me. I looked down at the tent in my shorts at the memory of him railing me in the physio room. I fucking needed his dick again.

 I sat considering my options before I checked my phone. Indecision had cost me, I had waited too long, there was no chance of me going home and getting back in time.

 Sighing I steeled myself. I stripped quickly, throwing my dirty clothes on a bench, and ran into a shower, closing the thin sheet curtain – the only thing separating me from the changing rooms. I stood there panicked, before turning on the tap and letting the lukewarm water wash over me.

 I found a half empty shampoo bottle someone had left behind, pouring some on my hand and rubbing it over myself. My hands ran along my body, as I appreciated the smoothness. I had waxed yesterday hoping this might happen. Even though it scared me, I wanted nothing more. 

 My fingers started exploring, as I washed myself clean, conscious of the water washing over my hard sticky cock. I washed away the dry cum, before my fingers went to my ass, rubbing my hole. I couldn’t wait for him to finish his work out and replace it.

 It waited another twenty minutes there, jumping at every noise, hoping it was him. Eventually I heard footsteps in the changing room. I heard Ed's husky voice 'You clean in there for me Josh?.'

 I felt embarrassed, I was so excited to hear his voice 'Yes.' My cheeks feeling hot as I was eager for him.

 'Good boy.' I heard him moving outside, taking his time changing, a large clang as he must have taken his bag from the locker. I heard him step towards the curtain waiting for a second. I stood there awkwardly, opening it up slowly, covering my hard on. He stood there, fully nude, his strong body in front of me. He wasn’t lean, but you could see years of muscle built on his body.

 He hung his wash kit on the shower hook, taking out lube and a condom. He was in no rush. I was terrified someone would come in, but Ed wasn’t fazed.

 He put his hand on my cheek, 'I knew my good boy would wait for me. But take your hand away, let me see what a dirty boy you are.'

 I slowly moved my hand as he looked me up and down, “There isn’t that better. Nothing to be embarrassed about.” He kissed me deeply, his hand groping at my ass as I moaned. “You’re just a horny slut for me yes.”

 “Yes.” I moaned.

 'Thats it.' I felt his dick against my thigh, as he squeezed my ass hard now, exposing my hole. 'You can touch it.” He encouraged. I reached down, feeling the soft skin, the heat emanating from his cock. He was only about six inches long, but it was girthy, I could barely wrap my hand around it. I stroked it slowly.

 “That’s it, “ He sighed, “How many times have you jerked off wanting me to fuck you again?'” He was still standing outside the curtain, talking to me with no fear.

 I hesitated before answering truthfully, 'Every morning, I even tried my dildo but -' 

 'But it just wasn't the same.” He interrupted, “No it wouldn't be would it.'

 I felt the coldness of as his fingers started to prove my ass. He finally stepped into the cubicle, turning me around and pressing me against the wall, closing the thin sheet blocking us from sight. I spread my legs wider, giving him as much access as I could.

 'Thats it.' He grabbed me across the chest bringing me close to him, kissing my neck, biting it. I was sure it would leave a mark, 'What a smart boy, you know exactly what I want.'

 I felt his dick position at my hole. 'Come on now, back onto me, show me how much you want this. Show me you deserve it.' He whispered into my ear.

 I started to back up, impaling myself on his hard on, feeling my hole stretch until I could go no further, before I lifted myself off, repeating the motion over and over, slowly fucking myself with him, whimpering with pleasure.

 'God you're fucking gorgeous on my cock.' he moaned to me, kissing my cheek. I started to go faster when I heard the door to the changing room open as voices filled the room.

 I stopped, panicking, frozen in place. Ed took over thrusting, covering my mouth and my moans. “Tut, tut, tut Josh, I didn’t tell you to stop.”

 He bottomed out on me holding me there tightly, 'You just keep fucking quiet for me, right.' his voice growing right. The fingers of his hand covering my mouth started to pop into my mouth as I sucked on them greedily.

 His free hand started reaching around, grabbing my hard dick as he continued a steady, forceful pace, each one eliciting soft moan from me. The voices eventually faded as we were left alone again.

 “You can moan again,” Ed encouraged, “Let me know how much you enjoy this.”

 “Mhhmm, yeah, you feel so good sir.” I groaned. I couldn't hold it any longer, I reached for Ed’s hand trying to slow down his stroking. He ignored me, keeping his speed, still fucking me forceful.

 'You don’t need to hold back, cum for me baby.' He instructed, no longer whispering, saying it in a normal voice.

 My knees started to shake when he called me baby. I started to cum, a single shot hitting the shower wall as my dick pulsed into Eds hand. Tired from my workout and shaking from my orgasm, my legs grew weak. I’d have fallen if ed hadn't held me, continuing to fuck me at his own rhythm, not minding that I had cum.

 He started grunting as he came, his hands gripping my skin tightly. He pulled himself out of me, and pulled off the condom, handing it to me to take care of. He turned and stepped out, grabbing his towel and walking to his bag leaving the shower open. I came out following him, standing unsure beside him as he started drying himself off and starting to dress. I saw his eyes dart from me to the condom in my hand. I knew what he wanted, as I lifted it up to my mouth, draining the cum into my mouth.

 Once I had finished and he had dressed, he kissed me again as I stood naked in front of him. “What a good boy, god you make me feel so good.” He smiled at me.

 He put his damp towel on my shoulder and pulled out a spare t-shirt about two sizes too big.

 “Here, you can borrow these.” Kissing me again, squeezing my ass, “I'll be here the same time next week, I want those back stiff as a board. Every time you jerk off thinking of me, you cum on them, right.'

 I nodded.

 He grabbed my face in his strong calloused hand, “Good boy.”