Matt’s Locker Room EncounterHardcore 

As he walks out of the showers, Matt takes a deep breath, holds it in for a few, and then exhales. He feels light. Happy. His muscles ache. He knows they’ll be even more sore in the upcoming days, but he’s glad to have finally returned to the gym.

“So good to see you again, buddy,” Gar says as he sees Matt walking over. “You less busy now?”

“Nah, man, still grinding hard,” Matt wipes his wet head. He opens his locker and retrieves his duffel bag. “Just more energy thanks to some new stuff. You look nice.”

“Yeah, heading to The Eagle after this. Already sweating underneath these leather pants. What new stuff?”

Matt opens his bag to show his best friend. “These lil babies have been helping me a lot.”

“Man, you know how I feel about supplements,” Gar squints his eyes and reads the jar label. “Hold up. Nebuluxe? Isn’t this that psycho bitch’s brand? Oh, Buddy…”

“I was so swamped with work and thought I’d try some of these. I bought some, but then he came over to my h…”

“Wait, what?”

“No, no, it’s not like that… He gave me these for free.”

“For free?”

“Yeah, for… uh… I’ve sort of been helping him with the brand.”

Gar’s eyes widened. “‘Helping him with the brand?’ The hell does that mean?”

“I, uh…” Matt clears his throat. “Well, we’ve been texting and brainstorming for name ideas. But I swear that was all we did. And when he settled on the name, I didn’t hear back from him for a while. Just sparsely, and he’s engaged to that investor guy, and I got super busy at work…”

Gar looks at Matt. “I don’t get you. After that incident at Folsom? At Halloween? Buddy, I even banned him from the gym.”

“I know,” Matt says.

“You’re engaged to someone who’s not only hot, but also would wait hands and knees for you, literally.”

“I know…”

“Matt,” Gar puts his hand on his best friend’s shoulder. “I really don’t want to interfere with your life, but I love you. So, let me say this: you’re playing with fire. And not even the good kind. Not even the ‘it was worth it’ kind.”

“I know, you’ve told me that.”

“And you didn’t listen the first time.”

“Geez, Gar. Nothing happened,” Matt exhales.

“OK,” Gar puts his hands up. “Fine. I believe you. So, the gummies. Any side effects?”

Matt shakes his head no. “Just… more energy. A lot more energy.”

“That’s great. I’m sure Chrissy’ll take advantage of that. Speaking of, how are things with you and wifey? She good?”

Matt sighs.

“Oh, god,” Gar says as he adjusts his leather vest. “What?”

“We had a fight.”

“Let me guess, she read in that interview and thought that psycho bitch was talking about you?”

Matt rolls his eyes. “Could you please stop calling Aubrey ‘psycho bitch’?” He’s… changed.”

“Fine. Aubrey. Whatever. So, you and Chrissy had a fight.”

“We made up. It’s all good. Forgiven.”

“But not forgotten?” Gar says.

“I don’t know. I can’t read her mind.”

“Bud…” Gar’s about to say something but his phone buzzes. “Oh, shit, I gotta go. Could you lock up? There’s only one guy left and he’s in the showers.”

“Yeah, no prob,” Matt says. “Have fun.”

“Thanks, man. And hey, don’t be a stranger, yeah? Whenever you have problems, just… come to me. Text me, call me, whatever. We’ve been friends for what? Thirty years?”

“Thirty five.”

“Thirty five,” Gar laughs. “Fuck. We’re so old.”

Matt chuckles. “I feel it, man. I feel it.”

“I love you. Lock up, go home, and bang that hot wife of yours for me since you have a lot of energy thanks to your new gummies.”

Matt laughs. “Crazy asshole. Love you too, Bud! Have fun.”

But Gar’s face turns serious. “I mean it, Matt. You really lucked out with Chrissy. Just don’t blow it, especially not with someone like psy… Whatever his name is.”

“I know. Thanks. Now go. You’re late.”

The locker room and the gym grow quieter when Gar turns off the music. All that’s left is the sound of water running from the showers.

Matt thinks of Chrissy at home. He wonders what Chrissy’s doing. Playing with the cats? On his computer as usual? Playing with himself? Waiting for him to come home?

He can feel his dick getting harder. He smiles as he looks down at his growing erection. The label on the Nebuluxe does say the increase of libido is one of the CBD gummies’ benefits. And with the problems Matt’s been having of not being able to get it up and get it on with Chrissy, he’s just happy to finally get and maintain an erection.

Truth is, his dick was half hard during the exercise. All the pumping made him extra horny. He wants to go home and rekindle the sparks with Chrissy. But alas, he needs to wait for the other guy to come out of the showers so he can lock up.

Matt looks at his phone as he absent-mindedly strokes his huge dick. He scrolls through photos and videos of Chrissy that Billy posted from the product review. His wife looks super hot in that crop top and slutty short shorts, showing off those succulent titties and nips. He zooms in on the photo of Chrissy in the g-string, his cunt lips hugging the barely-there straps. Matt grins but feels a pang of jealousy. He’s jealous of Billy and the photographer. They get to see Chrissy naked. They get to tease Chrissy. They get to abuse Chrissy. They get to make Chrissy cum.

Well, tonight is Matt’s turn.

Matt knows he needs to stop stroking his cock. He can’t cum now. He wants to breed Chrissy. But it’s been months since he’s felt this horny, and weeks since he can even get his dick hard. He’s missed the sensation.

But Matt’s face drops when he reads the comments that came in during the live stream. He’s okay (and turned one) when Wade and Gar make lewd remarks about Chrissy in front of them, especially if they make Chrissy blush. But these viewers are practically anonymous strangers.

“Need help with that, Stud?”

Matt’s startled and looks up. It’s the guy from the showers. He’s naked, sporting a huge erection of his own. Matt’s been too engrossed reading the comments on Chrissy’s video that he didn’t notice the guy in front of him.

Matt swallows hard. “No… I…”

In a blur, the younger guy’s already kneeling between Matt’s legs. Matt doesn’t even resist when the guy’s lips wrap around his cock.

“No, no wait… Oh, fuck…” Matt moans. “Fuck…”

Matt instinctively grabs the back of the guy’s head and begins to slowly fuck his skull. It’s a new sensation, holding a bald head. He loves grabbing onto Chrissy’s hair, or even Aubrey’s for that matter. This guy’s hair is cropped super short and it feels like velour.

“That’s it,” Matt says. “Suck that dick, just like that…”

Matt leans back, letting the younger guy work on his cock. The squelching sounds and the way his dick disappears down the guy’s throat turn him on even more.

“You like that?” the guy says as he looks up at Matt. He smiles when Matt can only nod his head. “I know how to make you feel even better.” He skips to his locker to retrieve a jar of lube.

Matt chuckles. “You, uh… You carry that everywhere?”

The younger guy grins. “Better have it and not need it than need it and not want it. Lie down.”

As Matt lies down on the bench, the guy takes a sizable dollop from the lube jar, lubes up Matt’s erection, climbs on top of Matt, and impales himself on Matt’s huge dick.

“Oh, my god, fuck…” Matt says. He moans loudly as the guy sits down, taking down the full length of Matt’s dick, down to the hilt.

“That’s not even the best part yet,” the guy says and starts grinding and going up and down.

Matt throws his head back. “Fuck, yes… Just like that.”

“Your cock feels so good inside me,” the guy starts jerking off his own dick as he bounces on Matt’s cock.

“Yeah? You like my big dick in you?”

“Oh, fuck yes, Daddy… You’re such a stud!”

The velvety smooth insides of the guy’s ass feel so warm and tight around his cock.

“Can I kiss you, Daddy?”

“Huh?” Matt’s too focused on fucking the guy’s ass that he doesn’t even notice when the younger guy’s face hovers over him and they start kissing. Their tongues mingling and tangling.

“Fuck, I’m gonna cum,” the guy sits back up, his hand tight around his own cock, jerking off furiously.

“Me too,” Matt says and grips the guy’s thighs, locking them in this position.

“Breed me, Daddy!”

Matt doesn’t need more encouragement. He shoots his load up into the younger guy’s belly. He can feel spurts and spurts of hot cum flooding the guy. He hasn’t cum (knowingly) in months. He realizes Aubrey’s supplement probably also contributes to the massive load he’s shooting.

As Matt’s cumming, the younger guy shoots his own cum all over Matt’s muscular abs and pecs, hitting him on the face.

“Fuck, that’s so hot,” Matt says between breaths, cradling the younger guy as they both collapse onto the bench.

“Nikolaos Stavrianos… You can call me Nico.”

“Matt.”

Nico bends down and licks his own cum off Matt’s face. He kisses Matt, letting Matt taste his cum.

Matt laughs as he tastes the salty-sweetness of Nico’s cum.

They lie cuddling for a while, Nico resting on top of Matt.

As the afterglow dies down, Matt remembers Chrissy and curses. He was supposed to come home so he could finally fuck Chrissy. All these months of pent-up libido, and he spent it on a stranger. He wants to kick himself. How’s he been so selfish? He needs to make sure he eats the gummies in the morning, so he can finish his work early and then go home to Chrissy.

“We should probably shower,” Matt says.

Nico grins. He gets up and extends his hands to Matt. When Matt’s on his feet, Nico gives Matt another kiss, takes Matt’s hand, and leads him to the showers.

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