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Husband of my homophobic sister (4)
4 Chapter -- Workout
I went to the kitchen, humming and carefree enjoying the afterglow of this morning. I should be maybe worried about Nate, but I realized that I don't really mind him seeing any of that, and if Jerry was right and he indeed sported a boner all the more fun.
Nate didn't leave his room until evening, when the courier rang the bell with the package he left at the doorstep. I went to look and realized Nate is down also. There were two boxes.
"One should be for me. I ordered it a couple days ago." I said leisurely walking down towards him.
"Yeah, this one." Nate said glancing at me
"Your boyfriend left?"
"You'd hear if he stayed trust me, you could take a look again. Jerry loves attention." I said with grin
"Not my style, but thanks."
I just raised an eyebrow but let it go as there was something more interesting.
"You ordered a punching bag?"
"Yeah, since you took my cave, and most places can't be open in this damn pandemic I thought it would be a good thing."
"You box?"
"Not really, I just felt lately that I wanted to punch something."
"I get that." I chuckled
"What is that?" he pointed at my box
"Still Rings."
He looked at it with interest.
"Where were you planning to hang that bag?"
"Probably up in the hallway." He seemed like he wished to act as if nothing happened today, and I didn't mind. "We should have enough space for both there, next to the bars, even though I never tried them. Can I?"
"Sure, I will show you some moves if you want." I meant it innocently but for some reason he stopped and looked at me suspiciously "With them." I pointed at wooden rings in my hand and winked on him flirtatiously.
We both went upstairs, and the rest of the evening spent deciding where to hang them and installing both his punching bag and my rings. I must say working with him on this was fun. We chatted a bit while working and we were a pretty good team.
He asked about Jerry, and I explained to him how Jerry prefers his daddies and no commitments, and he silently listened without judgement in his face. He just said, "To each his own." And shrugged his shoulders. I asked about Ash, and he told me that she had important business abroad and he took her to the airport. But because of quarantine she will have to stay 2 weeks in quarantine over there after her arrival, then week or two working there and upon returning the same deal over here. So, she will be gone for 3-6 weeks. This day is just the best! I beamed with happiness.
When it was done we both goofed around with new equipment and took turns. Nate got the rings fairly quickly, but when he put his gloves on and punched the bag I had to cringe.
"You are hurting your wrists like this"
"You box?"
"I used to, a little, when I was younger and wasn't so built, I felt I needed some form of protection being gay. It got me addicted to gym life, but I stopped boxing after a while, I am not a big fan of violence."
"Didn't seem that way with your boyfriend"
"Again. He's not my boyfriend and he loves it roughly and I like to oblige." I smiled teasingly
"You seemed to enjoy it"
"Did you take a good look?" I said leaning back to the wall behind me and putting my hands in my pockets. It gave him space when I knew I was pushing a bit far into his comfort zone. "Why? Are you disappointed?" I changed the tone looking him in the eyes.
"About what?"
"That I am not just some rough brute."
"Seems you can play the role quite skilfully." he turned back to punching the bag.
I smirked "When both sides are willing, I love to be rough, but still, I prefer much more changing the pace and demeanour, so my lover can't guess my next move. I love the way they twitch with anticipation and when they get startled and confused sometimes. It makes the thrill of owning some pussy more real." I was gradually speaking deeper as I talked, with the last sentence coming out as a kind of growl. All the time watching his reaction as he slowed down his movements and then stopped and took sharp breaths at the word "pussy". He got composed fairly quickly but I was sure I saw the trill in him. I have a good sense of depicting what makes my boys tick and for the first time since meeting Nate I could see cracks in his stone calm demeanour.
"So, you could fuck me like a brute if I wanted." He said it quietly like he wasn't even realizing his words are creating sound. The moment he said it he looked like someone threw an ice bucket over him, realizing what he just had said. I stayed put, didn't move but looked at him intently.
"Do you want me to fuck you like a brute?" I asked in a deep low voice, giving him space to react. If I make my move too soon, he will run or fight this and I know from experience that the biggest fight right now is happening within himself. And as much I'd enjoy it, I don't want him second guessing his decision and destroying the little good between us right now. From what I gathered so far he didn't seem like the cheating type. If he wants me, I want him to keep coming back for more, not blaming me.
He looked obviously flustered. "Sorry, that came out weird. I... I misspoke. I meant that you could fuck them like a brute if they would want."
"Yeah, I definitely could." I said slowly, luring his eyes to look at me again, but he pretended to be completely focused on the bag and his punches.
"Well good for them" he rather quickly composed himself, but damn I knew now all too well, and it was driving me wild. But I decided to move slowly. I forced an innocent smile and changed the topic, so I won't scare him off.
"How about I'll show you some moves so I won't have to worry that you'll ruin my vacation by having me drive you to the hospital with a hand injury. If you want, can we work out together?"
"You have vacation?" He looked at me without thinking, surprised
"Yeah, from my sister" I grinned, he frowned but let me come closer and explain a few key things about boxing. He looked suspicious, but after a while he seemed to relax. He was probably expecting more touching from the way he looked at me worried and then I sure saw slight disappointment as I concluded my "lesson" and told him now to try it himself.
I walked away and went to change into proper workout clothes, when I came back I left the door open with words, that if he wanted to use the weights or bench he can just go there, but it's too much hustle to bring them all out. Then I started some light exercises on rings and bars, without a word or looking at him. It was close to midnight when we decided it's time to sleep. I went to shower first and then only in sleeping shorts came to tell him shower was his. Closed the door and laid in bed listening for him to take a shower.
Given that Ash was away for a few weeks we felt a little bit at ease talking during workouts since that day, and by day 5 we both did regular breaks from work doing some light exercises.
Because of social distance we spent most of our days indoors with one morning run but running in the mask was not much of fun anyway. By the second week we started making jokes and speaking like old buddies, Nate even took off his shirt once and told me mockingly he hates wearing it while working out, but after he saw me with Jerry he felt worried I'd rape his ass. I smiled at him seductively and spoke
"If I ever fuck you, you will be the one begging for it boy" his smile disappeared for a second as he looked me in the eyes and then forced a laugh and got back to his push ups.
"Yeah sure I will man"
The thing is, I started to notice more and more signs of him checking me out, little moments of lust and curiosity in his eyes which he always tried to somehow cover with that stone mask, but by now I was very vigilant about it. And I myself started making him uncomfortable with puns, slight innocent touches, and stares in small but frequent doses. Nothing on the nose so he didn't have any chance to confront me about anything, but with this move he opened just another door for me.
To be completely honest I still wasn't completely sure if I want to fuck him or not. One moment I am thinking of things I'd do to him the next I decide that I will not pursue this thought any further.
"Anyway, you can work out in whatever you like, it's your home but if you can, I am not having this sweaty shirt either." With a deep and intense look into his eyes I slowly removed it, flexing all muscles on my chest and tossing it aside. He looked at me like deer but said "Sure"
Next couple of days were amazing. I started to work around the house, even enjoying mundane chores. I could park my laptop anywhere in the living room or kitchen and work freely. Heaven! Once you get used to staying mainly in a single room talking with people only through screen or phone, the chance to freely roam around the whole house, plus you get one living person talking casually with you as a bonus, it seems like a 1st class upgrade.
Sure, I know how sad in comparison with my normal life this is, but damn this freak show out there changed way too much. I don't feel like making this story about pandemic, so I purposely don't speak about all those fucked up things that are happening in stores, government, or other sweet pandemic craziness, but am sure some of you can relate in way.
So, from hero to zero in a month and then we get upgraded to 0,3 and damn I can appreciate that! Nate returned mostly to a calm, kind host with occasional jokes and teasing. We even spent some evenings chatting like old friends over beer on the couch and I really started to like this guy as a person. He enlightened me on a couple things about Ash and I have to say, from his point of view she seemed like a sweet, decent girl. I was jealous, but I kind of wished it for her. I cannot say I forgave her, there was too much dirt to clean for that yet, and she has done few things I don't know if I will ever be able to forgive, but I started to view her as a person with flaws instead of fucking bitch that made my life a living hell. So as you can tell, a big shift for me.
I learned a lot about Nate and how and why they got together, listened to how they both view their work as first priority and it really works for them to find a similarly driven partner. And I honestly tried his "Each his own" approach, but still it seemed cold and lonely... Well, who am I to judge?
Then there were more than a few instances, when I felt his long look on me, sometimes when I turned I've seen he definitely is checking me out, especially now when we worked out only in shorts. Sometimes in the evenings we exchanged long silent looks but none of us ever did or mentioned anything about any of that.
To be completely honest at some point I decided that I finally have a friend here, and in a few days my sister will come back, and I would rather have a workout buddy than a freaked, guilt tripping hook up. So, I played it safe, constantly reminding myself that he is the husband of my sister.
It helped a little, but seeing him workout, flexing those muscles in front of me, especially when he found love for those damn still rings, was torture sometimes. Cos sometimes he needs advice and then you just have to look to answer. But I've been good. Always waiting till we went to bed, furiously jerking myself off trying my best to find suitable porn that didn't remind me of him in some fucked up way, or at least not too much.
Then one day everything changed. I don't even know if it is a good or bad way. One evening after we finished with our workout, showered, and spent some time talking over beer in the kitchen.
After a while he went to sleep but forgot his phone on the table. I didn't care for it. I stayed there after he went, and watched some videos on my phone, when his phone, probably on silent, started vibrating. I looked there and swallowed a curse. Ash was calling. It was maybe a little over half an hour since he went up and I thought he probably isn't sleeping just yet. So, I took it and sprinted up the stairs with a ringing phone in hand, well vibrating. There was light coming out from under the door, so given the situation I quickly knocked a few times and just opened the door saying something like his wife is on the line.
But my words died in the spectacle in front of me.
He was naked on all fours, headphones in his ears, in his mouth black fabric as a gag. His red hard dick with cock ring around it leaking like crazy and his ass was impaled on a massive dildo or vibrator mounted on a bed frame. Probably one of those dildos that you mouth somewhere with suction. I found out by the silent vibrating sound while he rapidly took out his gag that it was vibrating.
I never seen anyone like this, I mean his expression, he looked scared, angry and on the verge of crying but at the same time cold faced and focused. Can't really describe it. He jumped from bed with that familiar sound when something was leaving hungry ass and grabbed his phone. Looking at me with that look he said, "Get out, now!"
I had some issues posting so first I want to catch up with chapters first. For that reason I will post 2-4 asap. After that I will post the next chapters every 10th day for all free websites.
You can see the 5th one here around 30th of sept and 6th around 10th of October
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