Filming Dean's Yoga-Lessons (gay - celebrity)
Disclaimer: I am in not connected to Dean, Manflowyoga or anything related, in any way. I don't know him personally. It's purely a work of fiction.
I started writing it just for fun. Please keep in mind that English is not my first language, so please excuse any mistakes. Maybe more stories will come. If you have any ideas feel free to write me an email: dude_markus@yahoo.de
Ok guys, that's it for today, see you on the next workout!", Dean says smiling into the camera.
"It's a wrap!", the camera man shouts as Dean smiles, nods his head and starts picking up his training gear. I've been working at the local gym for several years now. It's a nice big gym with lots of training facilities -- and a couple of years ago my Boss updated the training area with some studio lights and movable walls -- it's the perfect studio space to film fitness videos, after our opening hours.
Usually I'm there when people rent our studio for filming. I help in case there are any questions and take care that everything is put back in place after a shoot. It's a quick and easy way to earn some extra money.
Dean has been filming his Yoga workouts in our studio for several years now. And I always enjoyed the shoots with him the most. First of all, he's super friendly, knows his stuff and...well..of course he's super hot. And he usually has the same team -- his friend/assistant and a camera man. Both are very chill and nice and over the years the four of us developed a nice professional friendship.
But: None of them knows that I've been lusting over Dean ever since he came to the studio for the first time. They know I have a girlfriend. But they don't know that I'm bisexual. I often jerk off thinking about Dean's hairy pecs, big thighs, sweaty pits and hot ass. I never seen him naked -- even though I tried. But he usually heads straight to the changing room and the showers -- while I need to get the studio ready for the next day and, let's be honest, it would be creepy if I snuck into the shower "just because"... But then one day, everything was different.
It was a weird day at the studio. We had some technical issues with the lights and then the sound equipment started acting up and Dean wasn't as positive and friendly as he usually was. He seemed tense and annoyed. But, he was doing his trainings topless today, which was always a very special highlight for me. Because of all the difficulties, filming began way too late and when all the routines were done, the camera guy and Dean's assistant (who organizes the shootings) both had to leave immediately, to pick up their kids and get to a dinner date. John, the camera guy, asked if it was OK to leave his equipment to pick it up the next day and I assured him that it was fine -- and all of a sudden, it was just Dean and I left in the dim lit studio. He started to pack up his training equipment while I started to try to move the background wall to the back. I struggled, Dean noticed and came over to help. He put his hands on top of the wall, his sweaty pits were close to my face. I could smell his manly musk. See the sweat in his pit, his pit hair was short -- but not completely shaved. Damn, I got hard almost immediately. I wanted to lick those pits so bad.
He looked at me with his dreamy blue eyes, clearly noticing that I was staring at his pits and sweaty chest. "You OK, buddy?", he grinned at me. I nodded my head, trying to act normal. He let go of the wall, took a step back and said: "You know...I've noticed how you are ... looking at me." I wanted to deny it and say something, but before I could say something, he continued. "Don't worry, I don't mind. I'm cool with you looking at me. I had a really shitty day and it makes me, don't know...kind of...happy I guess, when I notice people admiring my body...guess I'm shallow like that." I looked up, saw him smiling at me. Gosh, he's so perfect and beautiful. "I...thank you Dean. I don't want to be creepy or weird. It's just...you know...".
"Hey, really, no problem at all. Anyway, heading to the shower now...Wanna watch? Haha". He laughed, winking at me. I guess he wasn't being serious. I don't know why and how I had the courage, but I looked him in the eyes and said: "Oh you know damn right that I would love to watch...". I could see in his eyes that he knew that I wasn't joking. Suddenly there was some kind of tension in the air. Almost sexual. We were standing close together. I could smell his manly musk. He was taller than me. Looking at me. And after a few seconds of silence - that felt like hours -- he smiled and said "Well... I can't tell you when to take a shower and when not. None of my business...". And then he squeezed my shoulder and made his way to the locker room. I was perplex. I didn't know what to do. Was he being serious? Or was it just some fun between bros? I just knew that this was probably the best chance I had to finally see him naked. I took a deep breath and went to the locker room.
I opened the door to the locker and could already hear the shower. "Damn, he's quick...how did he get to the shower so quickly?" I thought to myself as I entered the locker room. I saw his shorts and underwear lying on the bench. I moved further to the shower, getting more and more excited with every step. And finally, there he was. Standing in the big open shower room. Fully naked. With his back turned to me. I could see the water running down his back, down to his perfectly tight and fit ass. I was surprised to see that his butt was hairy -- just the right amount of hair. Fuuuck I wanted to cum immediately. I touched my bulge slightly when all of a sudden I could hear Dean's voice. "Well, look who's here. But dude, just watching a guy have a shower, now THAT'S creepy..." Is he seriously asking me to join him? He still had his back turned to me and looked over his should. His blue eyes looked at me, he smiled. I slowly started to undress. I took off my shirt and my shorts...and stepped to into the shower, naked and hard. I tried to cover my hard dick with my hands. He looked at me when I turned on the shower next to him. He smiled. "Woah dude, you really seem to like what you are seeing...". I glanced down and saw his beautiful dick. Finally. There it was. It was perfect. His hairy perfectly defined torso. A beautiful and sexy happy trail running down to a gorgeous thick cut cock. He was not hard, but he must be semi hard, by the looks of it. Thick, dangling between his legs. A nice trimmed bush with dark blonde hair above it. A thick mushroom head. And his balls...were heavy and big. I was obviously staring. And he knew. He turned towards me. "Is this what you expected?". I swallowed. My hands trying to cover my rock hard uncut cock, but failing. I nodded my head. He kept looking at me. Taking a step back, while taking the soap. He started to soap up his body. While keeping eye contact. He ignored my hard cock. He really seemed to love to be admired. Be worshipped. His hands moved over his pecs. His nipples were hard. He moved his hands down, over his hairy stomache, further down between his legs. He brushed against his balls, soaping up the area between his balls and thighs. His cock bounced with every move. He seemed to get even thicker. He slowly started to get hard. His balls were soapy and his cock grew even bigger and thicker until it was fully erect. His mushroom head was pointing upwards. He finally moved his soapy hand to his cock and gave it a stroke. He walked a step forward, back under the water. Tilting his head back, letting the water flow over his head and down on his body. His hard cock pulsating while the soap was moving down his body, framing his beautiful manhood. His cock was around 7,5 inches big, with a big and beautiful mushroom head. I couldn't help myself, I just had to touch my hard cock and started stroking it. He glanced at me, smirking. Oh gosh, he knows that I'm perving for him. Lusting. Craving. I want to feel his body, taste his cock...I want to squeeze his firm butt cheeks while he fucks me hard. His tongue filling my mouth, silencing my moans, while his cock was deep inside me. Until he fills my hungry hole with his hot cum, his butt clenching in my hands, thrusting his cock even deeper inside me. I was brought back to reality when I heard him chuckle, a very light but obviously nice chuckle. He watched me bating my hard cock...and he slowly started to stroke his dick. He moved his hand up and down the thick shaft, covering his big mushroom head with the palm of his hand, sliding back down again... I wanted to touch him. Feel him. I slowly moved closer to him, waiting for his reaction. Nothing. He kept stroking. Finally I was standing right in front of him. I slowly reached out my hand, slightly touched his hip. He closed his eyes while stroking his cock hard and fast. I kind of felt that I shouldn't press my luck. I felt that he didn't want me to jerk his cock. I just got that vibe. I moved my hand down to his balls and started to play with them. His immediate moaning was an obvious sign that he liked that. I squeezed them gently. They were big and heavy and smooth -- I moved them around in my hand, lightly squeezing them. My finger slightly gliding to the soft area between his ass and balls. I decided to not go further for now. He moaned and stroked his cock. I played with his balls while stroking my cock next to him. I looked down at his beautiful cock, feeling my orgasm getting closer. But I wanted to see him cum first. All of a sudden I felt his head against my shoulder and his hand on my back. He screamed and moaned as he shoots his thick hot cum all over my stomache, pubes and cock. I moaned in exctasy and shoot my own load all over his thighs and cock.
For a moment we didn't move. We just stood there, water flowing over our naked hot bodies. Breathing. I slowly moved my hand to his semi hard cock. I felt his thick meat in my hand... I brushed my finger over his cockhead brushing of some of his cum. I took my finger in my mouth, tasting him. While looking into his beautiful eyes. He chuckled and gave me a soft slap on my butt. "Well, buddy...thanks for that. Really have to get going now though...." I grinned, took a step back and he continued his shower, as if nothing had happened.
We got dressed, said goodbye and I went back to the locker room - Jerking off one more time before heading home - thinking about what just happened... Obviously it was super hot and erotic -- but at the same time I was confused. He was married and had two kids -- was he bisexual? Or just curious? Or did he just like the attention and being watched? Anyway, next time, I said to myself, I want to try to suck his delicious cock... I hope there will be a next time.
To be continued.