Derek's Buddies By Mister J
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Description: Are you ready for this hot continuation of "Pounded by the Bodybuilder"? Chris hasn't seen Derek in the gym since their last encounter in the locker room. But what the maintenance guy doesn't know was that the straight bodybuilder had plans to keep him busy while he's not around. Can you handle more of Chris's steamy and sweaty adventures?
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I STOPPED mopping and wiped the sweat on my temple. After shoving the small towel inside my pocket, I checked the digital clock on the locker room wall.
It said 11:46 a.m.
"Hey, thanks again for the menthol in the sauna earlier." Jonas came out of the showers area with only a towel wrapped around his waist.
"Sure, man. No problem."
"Everything okay? You look pissed." He opened his locker and grabbed underwear from his stuff before discarding the towel.
My eyes went straight for the fat, cut dick surrounded by a full bush.
"It's nothing. I'm just irritated the technician hasn't arrived yet."
He turned his head toward me as he put his black briefs on. "Have you seen Daniel?"
I looked down and resumed mopping. "Yeah, Daniel already left. He mentioned something about having an early lunch with his wife."
A bulky man with curly red hair entered in navy blue coveralls, carrying a large toolbox. "Excuse me. I'm looking for Chris."
"Finally!" I walked over to give him a piece of my mind.
The bearded technician met me halfway and offered his big hand. He stood a couple of inches taller than me.
"I'm Sean. I really apologize for being late. The job was passed onto me at the last minute. But I had to finish my other client first."
Whoa, this man's gorgeous.
I shook his pale hand and forgot what I was supposed to say.
"Where's your steam room?"
"Gotta go, man." I gestured at Jonas while having one more discreet look at his bulge.
"Later." Jonas put the rest of his uniform on.
"Over here. Follow me." I pointed and passed the technician.
"Uhm, can I have a drink first?" He stood in front of the drinking fountain. "I went straight here from my other client, and it's like hell outside."
Wet spots stained his coveralls on the chest and under the arms. And a scent of sun came off of him. Not a bad smell, but more of a masculine aroma.
"Sure, man. Go ahead." I waited by the entrance to the showers.
The water dripped sensually from his chin as he drank. And the way his throat moved as he swallowed looked hot as fuck.
What would it be like to lick every square inch of his neck?
My body warmed up, and my heart increased its beat. I swallowed without thinking about it.
After Sean had his fill, he used the sleeve of his coveralls to wipe his mouth. "So, where is it?"
Breaking out of my stare, I asked, "I'm sorry, what?"
"The steam room."
"Oh, yeah. This way." I lead him between the rows of empty shower cubicles.
Behave yourself, Chris. You can't have sex in the gym. It will be a disaster if Tyrone finds out.
"That's the steam room, and the shower generator's down here." I opened the small closet near the floor between the steam room and the sauna.
Sean set the large toolbox on the floor. "I'm gonna have to troubleshoot first." He turned the machine on and went inside the steam room.
I followed him.
A long row of the white acrylic bench sat against one side of the wall, hidden from people outside. The room was dark except for the fluorescent light coming from the showers area, lighting part of the entrance.
We waited a couple of minutes, and no steam came out.
The technician's phone rang from inside his pocket.
He took it out, and a woman's picture holding a newborn baby appeared on the screen. "Would you excuse me?"
I nodded.
It figures he's attached. Hot guys like him usually are. His girl's a lucky bitch.
Sean put the phone next to his ear and stepped deeper into the dark room. "Hey, babe. Everything okay?"
Leaning on the marble wall, I tried not to sneak glances at the hunk technician's body. But I couldn't help but look through my periphery, even with the poor lighting.
His uniform showed off his muscles and the bulge in his crotch.
What would his dick look like while I'm on my knees?
Damn it, Chris. Stop it. You'll end up losing your job if he catches you and reports you.
"I'll grab some diapers before I get home from work, babe. I gotta go." He turned the phone off. "Sorry about that."
"So, what now?"
Sean went back to the steam generator.
I followed but kept a few steps away to give him room.
He went down on all fours and checked the generator up close. His round butt pointed toward me.
While I stared at the briefs line on Sean's coveralls, my erection pressed against the fly of my pants. I turned around and shoved a hand inside my pocket to adjust myself.
"Do you mind if I remove this?"
"Remove what?" I faced him.
Sean had the zipper of his coveralls halfway open, revealing a smooth muscular chest. "It's soaked."
Zoning in on the exposed skin before looking back at his face, I said, "No problem, man."
The straight technician opened the top half of his coveralls and let it dangle around his waist. Sweat slid down his shirtless torso all the way down to the visible waistband of his white briefs.
My dick twitched inside my underwear. I made a silent curse and bit my lip.
His uniform slid down further, showing the bulge of Sean's dick head in the cotton material.
A bead of sweat trickled down my temple. I tore my eyes away and looked at the technician's face.
Sean had a big grin. His hand reached for his bulge and squeezed.
I couldn't help but look at his crotch again, and my eyes stayed.
He stepped toward me and whispered in my ear, "You like what you see, fag? You can taste it if you want."
My body froze in place. The smell of the man's musk added more to my sexual desire.
"Don't be shy." He took my hand and pressed against his soft bulge. "You want this."
Locking eyes with him, I couldn't move my hand away. "I'm not gay."
Sean snickered. "I know you've been looking at my body ever since you saw me."
I snatched my hand back. "I was not."
He took it once more and held it on his bulge. The man-flesh twitched but remained soft. "You don't have to deny it. You like looking at straight men's bodies, don't you?"
"No, I don't." I tried to yank my hand, but he kept it on his dick.
The technician stepped closer and pressed his body into mine against the wall, sandwiching our hands between us. "You're fucking lying. The real reason you work at the gym is to look at straight men's bodies. Hoping they would offer you their dicks."
I struggled against his powerful body.
Sean shoved our hands inside his coveralls.
My palm cupped the bulge through the briefs. "You can do whatever you want with my dick. I heard fags like you suck really good."
"We can't do it here."
"Why not?"
"Isn't it obvious? We can get caught. I can't lose my job."
He loosened his hold on my hand.
I pulled it out of his coveralls.
"Come on. I haven't had sex with my girlfriend since the baby came. My balls are backed up." Fuck. I want to have the load stored in those balls.
"In there." Sean pulled me into the dark steam room and pushed his coveralls halfway down his thighs.
I stared at the soft bulge inside his damp tighty-whities and licked my lips.
If we get caught, I'm out of a job. But what the hell? Fuck it!
"Wait right here." I went outside to place the yellow floor sign with `CLOSED FOR MAINTENANCE' on it by the glass door before going back in.
"Great idea, we'll have our privacy." Sean leaned on the wall, presenting his bulge for the taking.
I stood in front of him, taking in the straight man's dick hidden in its cotton prison.
"What are you waiting for? My dick won't suck itself." He pushed me down.
Down on my knees, his bulge was inches from my face. In the faint light, the fabric-covered cock pointed down.
I reached for the soft manhood and palmed it. "You have a big dick."
"That's all yours right now to do whatever you want." He thrust his hips closer.
Leaning in, I took the dick head inside my mouth through the briefs.
Sean hissed. His legs shook at the contact.
I alternated between sucking and licking the head while looking up at him.
His bulge started to grow. "Yes, cocksucker. Get my cock hard."
Focusing on the head, I continued sucking until the cotton around the head was soaked with my spit, making it translucent.
The front of his underwear stuck out from the hard dick pushing it. He gripped a fistful of my hair and directed me to his balls. "Lick it, fag."
My tongue lapped on the sweaty underwear while inhaling his musk.
He leaned his back on the wall and moaned. "Yeah. Lick `em, fag. Those are full of cum waiting to shoot for you."
I pulled the waistband of his briefs and hooked it under his balls.
The hard circumcised cock sprang out and bounced.
"Give it to me, man. I want it." I started jacking him off.
"What do you want to do with a straight man's dick?"
"Suck it."
Sean pushed my hand away, gripped the base of his dick, and held it in front of my mouth. "What did you say? I didn't hear you."
"I want to suck a straight man's dick. I want them to feed their cum to me because I love cum."
"Stick your tongue out."
While keeping my eyes on his, I followed his order.
The straight technician slapped his dick on my tongue. "Is this the dick you want, huh?"
"Uh-huh."
Precum formed at the tip.
"You're making me leak, you cocksucker. Taste it."
My tongue darted out and snatched the nectar. The sticky liquid stretched from the head to the tip of my tongue.
"Damn. A man who claims he is not gay doesn't do that to another man's cock."
There's no use pretending anymore. I took the head inside my mouth.
"Fuck." Sean took a sharp inhale. "Yeah, that's it."
I sucked on the glans, tasting more of the salty precum. My fingers squeezed from the base to the head and extracted more.
"Your mouth feels so warm on my dick."
With every suck, more and more of the straight man's dick entered my mouth. I took it out and spat on it before sucking it again.
"They were right. Fags are really good at sucking."
I used my free hand to jack him off while sucking. Twisting it all over the shaft and head like a screw, making more spit to make everything slide smooth.
Sean groaned. "My girl was never this good at sucking my cock. You should teach my girlfriend."
As a response, I took him deeper.
"Son of a bitch."
My technique is a secret. I won't share it with some bitch.
"Nah. Maybe, I'll just keep you on the side to service me whenever I want. You want that?"
I hummed my agreement.
The technician grabbed me by the hair and pulled me off. "I want to hear your answer." He slapped my face with his dick.
"Yes. I'd love to service your dick whenever you want. You can use my mouth to get off anytime."
"Right answer. Mouth open."
Following his order, I looked up at him and opened my mouth.
He leaned forward and let a long strip of spit drip down.
I received the whole thing.
"You are one nasty fag. Taking a straight man's spit in your mouth without hesitation."
"Give it all to me."
Sean aimed his dick and thrust his hips to get his dick back inside my mouth.
My hands went to open my pants and jacked myself while sucking.
"Look at you, straight man. Pleasuring yourself as you suck another straight man's dick." He gripped my hair and pulled me into him, burying his dick deeper.
The head hit the back of my throat, making me gag.
"Yeah, you're straight alright."
I pushed Sean's coveralls all the way to his boots, together with his underwear. After spitting on my hand, I continued jacking him and dove for his balls.
"Fuck. I'm betting you, secretly, want to suck every guy in the gym, including your co-workers. Don't you?" He pinched his nipples using his fingers.
It's true. I've been fantasizing about being fucked by everyone in the locker room. Both of my holes used to get the straight men off.
"I bet you also want to get fucked by the straight men in your family, too."
To be continued...
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