I could barely catch my breath. I had made the mistake of agreeing to go jogging with Brad, a guy I’ve had a huge crush on ever since I met him a few months ago. My idea of jogging is half a mile in six minutes, Brad’s idea of jogging is two miles in ten minutes. By the time we reached the one mile mark I felt like my heart was about to explode. The only thing that kept me going was the sight of Brad’s body glistening in the sun as sweat trickled down his bare torso.
Brad: “I thought you worked out everyday”
Mason: “I do but I don’t run everyday.”
Brad: “Aren’t you planning on running a marathon in six months?”
Mason: “Yeah and I have six months to train.”
Brad: “Well today is a great day to start. Keep up!”
I wish I had his energy. I’m more of a wake up at 10AM, go to bed at 2AM kind of guy, Brad on the other hand felt it was perfectly within reason to bang on my door at 4:30AM, clearly stating that I had agreed to go jogging with him in the “morning.” Admittedly I did tell him just to come over and wake me up when he wanted to go jogging, but I didn’t think it’d be that early. Note to self, be more specific in the future. Oh well, I finally got to watch the sunrise, something I haven’t done in quite sometime.
After the jog Brad came over to play soul caliber, I honestly just wanted to pass out on the sofa, but we were both drenched in sweat and my urge to get clean over powered my desire to fall asleep. I set a towel out in the guest bathroom for Brad and headed into my own bathroom to unwind in a long refreshing shower.
Mason: “I set a towel out for you in the guest bathroom. Feel free to take a shower. I’m going to do the same myself.”
Brad: “Thanks. I could definitely use a shower.”
A few minutes later…
Knock Knock – My bathroom door opens
Brad: “Hey man do you have shampoo, there wasn’t any in there”
Brad was completely naked. If I hadn’t of been so tired I probably would of gotten an instant erection. All I could muster up for him was a semi but it was enough to give him a hint. A hint that he either totally missed or intentionally ignored. Or so I thought.
Mason: “Oh yeah. Sorry about that, here you can take this bottle in there.”
Brad: “Wow. You’re shower is awesome. You have like six shower heads in here.”
Mason: “Seven. Theres the rain shower above me.”
Brad: “Oh cool! Move over I’m getting in there.”
What the hell… not that I was complaining. I just didn’t know what he was thinking. Did he really just want the ultimate shower experience, like I did when I had seven shower heads installed, or was he teasing me. This boy had the sexiest Double Mint smile that he knew would drive anyone wild, otherwise he wouldn’t of smiled so much plus had the body of an Adonis that could only be sculpted by a life in gymnastics. His manhood was nothing to scoff at either. I mean it was huge! And I’ve seen a lot of cock in my day.
No matter how hard I tried, I couldn’t read him. Every time I looked into his piercing blue eyes trying to decipher his inner most thoughts all I could think was “HOT!” and then I immediately think about Oprah Winfrey naked in an attempt to stop my dick from giving him a full salute.
I know you must be wondering why a kid with my job experience is all worried about what someone else is thinking. But I’m human. I love playing the guessing game just as much as the next person but my arousal caused me to grow impatient, I just had to ask.
Mason: “What are you doing?”
Brad: “What do you mean?”
Mason: “Why are you in my shower?”
Brad: “Ha. Didn’t your mother teach you to share?”
Mason: “You know what I mean.”
Brad: “…. Guess what he said and how this story ends. Seriously write your guess as a comment. I want to know what you think happened.