Locker Room ConfessionsNudity 

“Hey, sweet cheeks,” Gar says. “How’re things? Saw you wrecking my machines out there.”

Chrissy giggles. “Yeah.” He just got out of the showers at the gym, feeling pumped and ready after a nice workout session. “I’ve a date with Matt, need to look good for him.”

“And for yourself, first and foremost.” Gar leans against the locker. “And remember: looks are important, but health is…”

“Is more important, I know.”

Gar chuckles. “Good girl.”

Chrissy’s waiting for Gar to say something else, but he just stands there, giving Chrissy a thousand-yard stare. “Gar?” Chrissy towels off his hair. “You… okay?”

“Yeah, yeah. Well…”

“Oh, what? Spill.”

Gar smiles, the kind of smile that makes Chrissy worry.

“Oh, please. Enough with the cryptic shit. You’re making me nervous. What is it?”

“You and Matt, how y’all doin’?”

Chrissy’s a bit taken aback by the question. He knows Gar and Matt have been best friends for decades. Chrissy’s also got to know Gar a lot and has nothing but love and respect for Gar. Gar’s stood up for Chrissy and Matt more times than he can count, especially at Folsom Fair some time ago. But the question feels strange to Chrissy. Not intrusive. More like: Does Gar know something about Matt that Chrissy doesn’t?

“Oh, he’s… I mean, he’s busy with work, was busy with work. Things have calmed down a bit. They hired a new supervisor at BILT, so it shouldn’t be too hectic for him starting in a few weeks.”

“Oh, good. That’s good.”

“Why? You two having a bro fight or something?”

Gar sighs. “OK, look, you know I love Matt, right?”

“Yes?”

“And you know I love you, right? Like, I know a few of his ex-boyfriends, and I can tell you by far, by far, you’re his most positive influence.”

“Yeah?” Chrissy giggles. “Am I also the sexiest?”

“Fuck, yes.” Gar grins and strokes Chrissy’s chin. “But that’s beside the point. My point is, you know I’m not here to stir shit up.”

“Geezus, Gar,” Chrissy groans. “What is it you want to tell me?”

“So… Matt’s been taking these supplements.”

“Oh, yeah, I know. We had a huge fight because of those damn things.”

“What? You serious?”

“Let’s just say the combination of the supplement and a dinky cup of espresso decimated his usual ‘midwestern decorum’ and he went berserk about me doing porn.”

Gar clears his throat and leans over to Chrissy. “I just want to make sure you know I fully support you doing porn.” He reaches out and tweaks Chrissy’s nipple.

“Oh, hey! Bad boy.“ Chrissy playfully swats Gar’s hand.

Gar chuckles. “Don’t act like you don’t like it, slut!”

Chrissy swallows hard. Gar’s right. He’s Matt’s best friend, and Matt’s made it clear: Gar can have Chrissy anytime he wants. Full access, no strings. But after seven years with Matt, all Chrissy’s gotten from Gar are a few casual gropes and that one day at Folsom, when Gar, Wade, and Matt pissed all over him and into his mouth and cunt.

But he gets it. Gar’s always surrounded by pretty guys. And Chrissy’s more than satisfied to have both Matt and Wade. Chrissy’s tiny dick starts to grow as he thinks of Folsom. And he realizes how very little he’s seen Wade lately.

Chrissy shakes his head to bring him back to reality. “Anyway, Matt came home and apologized a few hours later. Said he acted crazy all day at work, also thanks to the supplement and the espresso clashing. And he’s been sweet ever since, like his old self.”

“Oh, good. That’s good to hear.” Gar leans back against the lockers. He doesn’t say anything else. He doesn’t even look at Chrissy.

“Don’t do this, Gar.” Chrissy sighs. “You didn’t just come up to me to ask about Matt when you could’ve just talked to him yourself.”

“Do you know what he’s taking?”

Chrissy grabs his bag from his locker and puts it on the bench. “He said something caffeine-based.”

“What’s the brand?” Gar was in the Army, and Chrissy thinks their conversation sometimes feels more like an interrogation.

“I… don’t.” Chrissy starts feeling irritated with Gar’s line of questioning, but deep down, Chrissy knows he’s more frustrated at himself for not even thinking about asking Matt which supplement caused him rage.

Did Chrissy let it slide because he was too happy to finally have Matt fuck him again? Is Chrissy that easy to please? Is it because Chrissy doesn’t drink coffee, so he doesn’t really care? If so, does that mean Chrissy’s a bad spouse?

“OK. Well, I asked because I hadn’t seen him at the gym in months, and he came a few days ago and absolutely crushed the machines. He said he’d been taking supplements for energy and focus. Saw you did the same, and I thought you’d also been taking them.”

“You know I don’t believe in those things.”

“I know. Wish Matt were the same.” Gar’s phone buzzes before Chrissy can say anything. “Oop, my client’s here. Let me know if Matt does anything stupid because of the supplements, yeah?”

“I mean, I sure hope it won’t happen again, but yeah. Promise.”

“Good girl. Catch you later. Stay sexy!”

As Gar trots out of the locker room, Chrissy breathes a sigh of relief. Gar sometimes makes Chrissy nervous, especially when he’s acting all serious. But their interaction makes Chrissy wonder.

Things are looking up with Matt right now, but Chrissy knows because of the fight they just had, there are still some raw feelings between them that need to be resolved. Matt has made it clear how much he values his privacy, even if he hadn’t handled it tactfully. Prodding Matt about this new mystery supplement could potentially break the peace.

However, what if the supplements wreak havoc on Matt’s health, both physically and mentally?

Sounds of laughter distract Chrissy from his thoughts. It’s Sven and Takeshi. Looks like Sven’s cardio class has just finished.

“Oh, there you are!” Sven says. “We missed you in class.”

“I know,” Chrissy says. “I’m sorry. I literally just had to do a quickie. I’ve a thing with Matt. You coming to the ice cream social?”

“Yeah. Hiro and I won’t miss it!” Sven turns to Takeshi with a horrified look. “Oh, shit, Hiro told me not to tell you!”

Takeshi scoffs. “Oh, great. Knowing Dad, he’ll probably criticize how we scoop the damn ice cream.”

Chrissy knows Takeshi’s used to his dad’s tough love, and Hiro, being in his generation, especially an Asian of that generation, rarely shows love to Takeshi, his only child. Takeshi confided in Chrissy how weird it was at first when Hiro told Takeshi he was dating someone his son’s age, but it seems like Sven has been a good influence on Hiro’s life.

“If you promise you’ll act surprised when he comes, I’ll keep him distracted so you won’t need to worry about him.” Sven offers his fist.

“Deal!” Takeshi fist-bumps Sven.

“OK, the next class is waiting for me. I’ll see you two at the social, yeah?”

Takeshi and Chrissy wave to Sven as the instructor skips back to the studio, ready to teach his next class.

“Oh, to be young and full of energy,” Chrissy says as he finishes drying his hair. “I really don’t know how he can teach two cardio classes back to back.”

“Yeah, right,” Takeshi grins. “From what I saw, you still have it.”

Chrissy giggles as he ties his hair into a bun. “I have no idea what you’re talking about. I always almost die in his class.”

“Wasn’t talking about the class,” Takeshi says and steps closer to Chrissy.

“Oh?”

“I, uh… Bought the complete package from your live show at Priapus. Clips, pics, all of them.”

Chrissy gulps. He didn’t take into consideration that his friends would see every inch of him in that way. Has anyone else he knows seen it? Did Gar see it? Do the guys at Matt’s company know he does porn? Now Chrissy kind of understands Matt’s point of view about privacy.

“Thank you? You didn’t watch it with Manu, did you?”

Takeshi cackles. “You kidding? They’d kill me! No, I was just bored at work and started looking for ideas for things to do to them. Though I’m not sure why they should be jealous of you. I pretty much leveled up.”

“‘Bored at work?’ ‘Leveled up?’ You know, complementing your new boo doesn’t mean you should diss the old one,” Chrissy says, feigning exasperation.

Takeshi chuckles but then leans close to Chrissy and tugs at the towel around Chrissy’s waist. “Between you and me, if that video had dropped while we were still together, I’d probably have chained you to my bed. You know, for safety.”

In a blink of an eye, Takeshi yanks off Chrissy’s towel, exposing him.

“Takeshi! You’re extra frisky today!”

“Oh, shit,” Takeshi says. “I’m sorry. Am I out of line?”

“I don’t know, what do you think?” Chrissy grabs his towel from Takeshi. “Anyway, Matt said he was okay with me doing porn.”

“Yeah? Matt’s a lucky bastard. But hey, if that means I get to enjoy you, I’m okay with that.”

“Take-chan, please. You’re with someone so hot, someone I wouldn’t mind having sex with.”

“Well, I wouldn’t mind seeing you getting it on with Manu. A little bottom-on-bottom action for Take-chan?”

Chrissy laughs. “If you could convince them.”

“Nah,” Takeshi says as he towels off his head. “They’re a freak in bed, but they’ve made it clear that sex is just between them and me, and I respect that.”

“Ooh, tell me more about how freaky Manu is.”

Takeshi laughs. “What? I thought you two told each other everything.”

“I mean, I never ask? But Manu knows you and I used to date, so maybe that’s why they’re reluctant to tell me about it.”

“Well, they’re definitely not inadequate, I can tell you that much.” Takeshi takes off his shirt, revealing his sinewy, muscular, sweaty body.

Chrissy gulps. He’s seen Takeshi naked so many times. His body type is so much different from Matt’s, but Chrissy still finds Takeshi sexy.

“What?” Takeshi says.

Chrissy quickly turns around. Takeshi must’ve caught him staring. He bends over to grab the shoes from his locker. “I don’t know how you could own an ice cream place and not get fat. I know I would. But you’re like… shredded.”

“You know me, babe,” Takeshi says. “I don’t get high on my own supply. That said, I’d be okay seeing you with a fatter ass, not that yours isn’t perfect already.” Takeshi slaps and gropes Chrissy’s bare butt.

Chrissy instinctively straightens up. “Oh, hey! Hands to yourself, perv. Go take a shower. A cold one!”

“Sorry, sorry. I just can’t resist that cake. And maybe, and I know it’s counterintuitive for me to say this, but you should put your clothes on, before I forget I’m engaged,” Takeshi grins. “Speaking of fiancés, Matt’s coming to the ice cream social, right? I haven’t seen him since forever.”

“I know. He said he should be able to get off work early.” Chrissy throws his towel on the bench.

“‘Get off work?’ The social is on Sunday.”

Chrissy rolls his eyes. “That’s what I’ve been telling him! But it won’t be for too long. The new supervisor they just hired is shadowing him and the training should be done soon.”

“Hope so. Wouldn’t be the same without him.” Takeshi takes off his shorts and grabs his towel. “Aight, cold rinse for me. See you Sunday.”

“Send my love to Manu! And no touching your chilly-willy in the shower!”

“Hey, I need to clean it, don’t I?” Takeshi waves as he walks to the showers.

Chrissy shakes his head as he sits down to put his shoes on. A strange feeling sweeps over him. A pang of guilt. How is he so lucky to still have a good relationship with his ex, who’s engaged to his best friend, and also have someone like Matt who’s head over heels over him?

His phone buzzes. It’s Wade, asking Chrissy if he’ll be at the ice cream social. Chrissy smiles. He was just thinking about Wade. Talk about perfect timing.

Wade’s been even busier than Matt, and their communication has been limited to texts and emails.

“Yes, will I see you there too?” Chrissy texts Wade.

Within seconds, Wade writes back and says yes, and a kiss emoji.

Chrissy smiles. It’s been too long since he’s seen Wade. Chrissy didn’t even get to see him when Wade came over to bring his home-made Hamantaschen. Now Chrissy really looks forward to the ice cream social. He knows they have a lot to catch up on.