This story wasn't too long ago, only a few years. I was freshly 19 and still new to the area I moved to for school. I didn't have any physical prowess by any means, coming in at a solid 5' 8" with around 130 lbs on my bones. That's why I got a membership to the gym down the street from my house. That's where I met Bryce.

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Bryce was a real man. 24 years old, 6' 3", not sure how much he weighed but this dude was pure muscle. I made it my mission to be workout bros with him. This showed to be quite easy as he was more than down to take me under his wing. He was like a big brother to me, at least that's what he made me call him.

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Over time he got more and more controlling. He started picking out what I wore everytime I saw him down to the boxers. I'd be lying if I said I wasn't attracted to him, and I was beginning to think he was attracted to me. I decided to go for it one day in the locker room. I guess I brushed by his cock one too many times because he dragged me into the showers and absolutely face fucked the shit out of me. I was officially his to play with.

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After one workout, Bryce was driving me back to my place but said he wanted to stop by the mall first. He pulls into the parking garage, we get out, and he pulls me into a corner to make out. He's getting really handsy, clearly trying to get me hard in my gym shorts (it's working). He suddenly stops beign flirty and says, "Give me your boxers," in his dominating voice. I start to walk back to the car when he shoves me back against the wall and says, "Right here." Stunned, I quickly check my surroundings, strip down, hand them over and cover my hard cock in my now commando shorts.

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We resume making out, he gives my dick a few strokes, and then Bryce tosses my boxers over the railing. I'm standing there mortified as he says, "Looks llike you'll have to go inside to buy a new pair." At this point I am rock hard so I say, "I can't do that, big bro. Everyone will notice my..." as I gesture to the tent in my shorts. He tells me he doesn't care who sees and that he'll reward me with an orgasm if I do it. He hadn't let me cum in two days so I folded immediately.

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I get in and get out as quick as I can while trying to conceal my boner. Bryce was really proud of me for completing the task. "No need to put them on yet," he told me as we got into his jeep. As we left the garage, he reached into my shorts and started slowly jerking me off. Immediately I am moaning quite loudly and really enjoying myself. That is until we reach the first red light and he rolls down all the windows. This is a very pedestrian heavy part of town so I'm having to muffle every moan and groan as he purposely picks up pace when someone is in earshot. Finally, at the absolute busiest intersection in the center of town, he makes me cum in my shorts and my gasps of relief definitely turned more than a few heads.