Sunday, November 23, 2008

It Was Just A...

Brian enjoyed working out at the local gay gym in the later evening hours. Most times he just had a stressful day at work, and the later evening hours, 8:00 to 10:00 was when the gym was quiet. Usually just a few other men there.

One night he got there about 8:45 and got on the treadmill for a good run. He noticed another guy there, a guy he had not seen before. The other man, his name was Marc, was about the exact physical opposite of Brian. Where Brian was average height, 5'7", Marc stood around 6'2". Where Brian was light complexed, Marc was dark complexed. Brian's chest was smooth with little hair, Marc's was covered with a nice patch of chest hair. Maybe it was this reason that the two men noticed each other and began to make eyes from across the room. Brian caught Marc checking him out more than once and when he met his gaze, Marc would put a very slight smile on his face without looking away.

The men said nothing to each other as they went about their work out. Occasionally they would walk past each other and their skin would brush against each other. And when that happened, Brian would feel a jolt of electricity run up his spine.

The wordless flirting continued as they both went for a swim. Brian had been shirtless the entire time, but Marc had been wearing tight wife beater. He stripped it off to dive into the pool and Brian could see exactly how hairy he was. His dick hardened at the sight of the shirtless, hairy beauty. He suddenly fantasised about running his hands over that body.

Both men swam laps for some time. Then Marc pulled himself out of the water and sat on the edge of the pool. When Brian came up for breaths he could see the man was playing with himself. Brian got out of the pool and sat a few feet from Marc as he started playing with himself as well. The outlines of their erected cocks could be clearly seen through their tight wet speedos.

After a while of playing without touching, Brian could not control his urge any longer. As he was about to reach over and touch the hairy man while he was looking out the window staring at the full moon, and without a word, Marc stood up and was gone?!

Confused, Brian followed him to the locker room. Marc didn't say a word, nor even look at Brian in the eye as he grabbed his stuff and left, leaving a horny and now lonely Brian behind.

Was it the end or maybe a new beginning? Only time could tell...

3 comments:

Joseph said...

Only time & maybe a little prompting from our part...

I sure would like to read more about Marc & Brian... I have this nagging in the back of my mind that this HAIRY guy had to left in a hurry when the FULL moon showed up?! See my point, wink-wink, hairy dude, wink-wink, full moon, wink-wink, chronical lycanthropism...

Civilized Men said...

beautiful story set up ... i'm imagining that marc wanted brian soooo bad, but had never "crossed over" before and suddenly got scared of giving in to his natural attraction to brian.

JackJack said...

Really sexy story ! ;)