“Alright babe, I’m off!” I could hear Tom’s retreating footsteps as he neared our front door.
“Can’t you stay? We can…” My voice trailed off as I let his imagination take over.
“No, I have to go.” He said turning back around.
“Where are you going?” I asked not recalling a meeting or interview that he had.
“To the gym.” He said as I heard the lock twist open.
“Can I watch?” I said excitedly perking up at the news.
“You want to watch?” He asked speaking slower than usual. I nodded my head enthusiastically.
“Erm… Okay.” He said with a slight laugh. I clapped my hands excitedly and planted a kiss on his cheek before running out of the flat and into the elevator. He wrapped an arm around my lower back and pulled me close as the lift began to descend.
“Hi Tom,” his trainer greeted.
“Hey Mark, you remember my girlfriend right?” He asked and Mark shook my hand nodding. He had large biceps and was extremely muscular- too muscular for my liking.
“She wanted to watch so… Yeah…” He said awkwardly. Mark smiled and nodded and I took a seat on one of the work out machines making sure not to touch anything.
I loved when Tom came home from the gym all sweaty and tired; smelling so manly. He’d tell me how his muscles were sore and that his head hurt but he’d still fuck me with amazing stamina.
I starred at him working out. I watch as his muscles stretch his tanned skin as he lifts the dumbell higher and higher into the air. I watched as his shorts laid higher than usual as his legs pushed the flat black metal against his feet. I watched him run on the treadmill for 20 minutes at full speed. When he began to box the punching bag I had to cross my legs and silently beg the throbbing in my clit to go away. The undeniable attraction to him was even more so present than before as his hair flopped around behind his headband and he blinked every so often. His royal blue basketball shorts swayed against his toned calves and I found myself starring where his cock would lay. It was carefully tucked into his boxer briefs but I could just imagine how uncomfortable it was. I let out an involuntary whimper at the thought and quickly snapped my eyes to look at Mark and Tom; neither of which were paying attention to me thank goodness.
Mark encouraged Tom with a raised voice as Tom grunted to punch out the little energy he had left in him.
“10, 9, 8,” Mark counted down for Tom. Tom hit his last punch before resting his arms by his side nodding and smiling while Mark patted his back. He whispered something into Tom’s ear and he nodded in response handing the gloves back to him.
Tom shook his hair out of habit as he made his way over to me, smiling.
“I’m sorry, this must be boring.” He apologized as he leant down to grab his water bottle out of his bag and I watched his shoulder blade flex behind his white man tank.
“Don’t be you’re great.” I smiled as he took a long sip before swallowing and smiling at me planting a kiss on my cheek. But I wanted more. I was so incredibly turned on by him. I grabbed his sweaty face and crashed his lips onto mine.
“You’re so hot.” I whipsered in his ear as he pulled away. He chuckled as he lifted the bottle back to his lips and tilted his head back. I watched in fascination before he wiped his mouth with the back of his hand. My eyes trailed down his body. His collarbones were glistening and sweat soaked through his chest and abdomen area of his shirt.
“I’ll be done in half.” He said snapping me from my admiration and I nodded before he turned around and walked over to Mark.
I leant against the machine frustrated- sexually that is. How was I supposed to supress my urge to rip his clothes off and fuck him for another thirty minutes let alone the car ride home. He laid on his back and all I could picture was straddling his hips and riding him. I shook my head and closed my eyes trying to shake the thought. There was a heavy thud and a grunt and I snapped my eyes open concerned that he might be hurt. He wasn’t.
Tom was doing a sit up then twisting, laying down flat before doing another sit up and throwing the ball back at Mark. He twisted again before laying down and repeated the process. I lost track of time after he did 20 and I had no idea how he was able to do that many. It looked exhausting. When it was over Mark made him roll over and do press ups. He did a few weakly before Mark bent down and whispered something in his ear. He smirked at him before turning to me.
“Oi, babe!” He called and I looked at him questionly.
“Come over!” He called and I followed his instructions. He was kneeling on the ground and grabbed my hips, his head in line with my flat stomach.
“I need motivation.” He said while his eyes begged me like a little puppy dog. I arched an eyebrow as he motioned for me to lay flat on my back. He crawled on top of me so he was in a press up position above me. I looked at Mark and he just nodded at me.
Tom bent his elbows bringing his entire body just a hair’s length between us. He planted a kiss on my lips before pushing himself back up. I was left wide eyed and surprised as he repeated the action. I could feel his heat radiating off his body and I could see the beads of sweat on his forehead everytime he leant down. He was stunning and this was probably the best motivation for him. I turned my head so he had to kiss my cheek but he didn’t complain. I starred at his biceps bulging even more and his scent filled my nostrils. I wanted to taste him. The salty perspiration produced from hard work. I had drowned out Mark’s voice encouraging him until he started counting down again. When he reached one Tom kept himself down and kissed me harder than before. My eyes fluttered shut as I kissed him back cupping his strong, sweaty jaw. Our lips moved in perfect rhythm as he held himself up.
“Okay, okay, you two, off Tom.” Mark had to keep telling him. Tom took my upper lip between his teeth as he pulled away and lifted himself off. He extended a hand and pulled me up and into his sweaty arms.
“You’re all wet!” I squealed backing out of his arms.
“Mmm, that makes two of us.” He said seductively so only I could hear. I swatted his stomach and stepped back making my way over to his bag. He spoke to Mark before shaking his hand and walking off.
Tom came up behind me and wrapped his arms around me. I could feel his sweat soaking into my thin blue lace shirt. I shook out of his arms and he smiled at me cheekily. “Sorry if that was boring.” He laughed and I clasped my hand in his.
“No, it was really nice.” I reassured him squeezing his hand.
“It was such a turn on.” I mumbled into his ear as he opened the passenger door for me.
“I noticed with how you were awkwardly crossing your legs.” He smirked planting a kiss on my lips before shutting the door.
I slumped into the seat revelling and trying to calm myself. He threw his bag into the back before walking calmly around to the driver side. His hand rested on my thigh as his thumb traced circles. “I’m gonna grab a shower.” He said when we entered the flat.
“Can I come?” I begged almost unable to control how much I wanted him.
“Why do you want to join me all of a sudden?” He asked although his voice couldn’t hide his amusement.
“I want you.” I murmured grabbing onto his thin hips and pulling him into me. I got on my tip toes and kissed him hard. Showed how much I needed him. I wound my hand around his still sweaty neck and tugged on his dampened curls at the base of his neck. I pulled away reluctantly to look into his eyes.
“Okay.” He dragged out the word; his natural accent. I bounced towards the bedroom and he laughed again at me.
“I’m gonna wee, but come in after.” He instructed and I nodded my head. I undressed myself and waited patiently to hear the shower running. When it started I counted to ten before letting my hair down and shaking it around before I stepped into the bathroom.
He was humming lightly and I slipped open the curtain revealing his perfect back and perky bum. The water was cascading down the front of him to which I couldn’t see. I stepped in behind him and I wrapped my arms around his front. My hands hung dangerously close to his manhood.
“You smell so good.” I complimented breathing in his husky, manly odour.
He spun around in my arms and brushed my hair backwards behind my shoulder. His hands scanned up and down my back before dropping to my arse and giving me a squeeze. I moaned and shuddered in response.
“I love you.” He said nipping my ear. I nodded my head in response as my lips reached up to meet his. He pulled me into him; his cock pressed between our bodies. He spun me around so the hot water was now falling on the both of us and I was no longer freezing. He snaked a hand around to my front and stroked me softly. He was always one for teasing me. He fiddled with my flaps before spreading my legs with his knee. One of his legs stayed between my legs as one of mine were in between his and he teased my opening. His hot breath left my lips and travelled down my jawline to my neck. He nibbled on my jugular and I was growing impatient with his fingers. I grabbed his hand that was teasing me and curled his fingers so there was only his middle one. I led it to my opening and silently begged him to let it enter me. He did as I wished and I groaned at the pleasure.
The slow thrust of his finger lit every nerve ending on fire.
“I’m gonna prolong this y’know.” He whispered darkly.
“Don’t baby, I need you too much.” I begged. “I waited too long.” I whined as I tried to buck my hips so his finger would speed up.
He swiftly inserted another finger and sped up his pace ever so slowly. My knees quivered and he held me up by his arm. He watched his finger go in and out with a smirk plastered on his face. He stopped his movements all too soon though leaving me wanting so much more.
I wanted his cock in my mouth now. I was having overloaded cravings to just touch and taste every part of his body. I stroked him as I kissed his shoulder. I kissed down to his treasure trail and gave it a long lick. I kissed his V lines until I reached his rock hard cock. It was shiny from the water and begging to be sucked. I closed my eyes as I craddled it and stroked him with my thumb. He bucked his hips into me and tangled his fingers in my damp matted hair. I sucked his tip with an open mouth before closing my lips around his head. I nibbled more and more of him into my mouth until he was halfway in. I pressed my tongue up into the sensitive part where the head meets the shaft. When he was as far in as he could go I tried to push myself down more but my gag reflexes wouldn’t allow it as I flexed around him. I massaged the rest of his cock and swirled my tongue around until I found his petruding vein that I loved so much. I pressed my tongue against it and he bucked again.
“God, you’re so good with your mouth.” His words went straight to my clit and I whimpered around him. His body shook as the moan vibrated up his body and I pressed my tongue once again.
“Stop.” he demanded although it was hoarse. I wanted to make him cum but I wasn’t patient enough to wait for him to reboot after he would. I reluctantly pulled him out with a slight popping sound.
He let out a shaky breath as his cheeks flushed. He leaned against the tiled wall trying to calm down. His eyes were clamped shut as he reached his arm out beckoning me into them. I pressed my lips to his and he smiled into it. He rested his hand on my neck and kissed me deeper pulling me in. I thought he was going to fuck me then but he surprised me by inserting a finger. I bit his lip and he groaned in want but nonetheless pumped his fingers. I knocked my hips causing more friction and he held me against the wall now so that he could grab the shower head. I now realized what he was going to do.
“No, Tom, I won’t be able to take it.” I pleaded as he brought it down to my center. He ran it up my leg and over my breasts; my body betrayed me as I arched my back wanting more. He ran it down to between my legs and applied the constant stream of water to my throbbing clit.
I became a whimpering mess. I clutched onto his shoulders and bent my legs as they shook and trembled from the intensity. He kept the pressure firmly placed there while my orgasm shook through me. I bit my bottom lip to supress my cries of pleasure. When it was over he hung up the shower head and turned off the water. He lifted me up and carried me out of the tub placing me back down on the lush mat outside. He held my front against the granite and wiped the fogged mirror with a nearby towel so we could watch everything.
He kissed and sucked my neck pulling my hair back so I watched us in the clouded mirror. “I want you to watch this.” He said hoarsely as he bent me over slightly and made me arch my back. He entered me slowly causing my body to shake a little more. He swept my hair to the side held up my body with his forearm. I put all my weight into my hands as i attempted to support myself. He nipped my ear asking if I was okay and I nodded my head so he could begin. He slammed into me with so much force I had to prop myself up with the mirror. One hand was pushing against it and I was scared it was going to break. That thought slipped my mind as he pulled out and my body went backwards with him before being hurtled forwards by a powerful thrust. I shut my eyes and moaned.
“Say my name.” he demanded pumping into me.
“too-toom,” I couldn’t get out his name, he was fucking me so hard I couldn’t bloody remember it.
He stopped his hip actions and slapped my arse with the hand that had been clutching the sink.
“Say it.” he said slapping me again. I winced at the touch but it felt so damn good, especially with him still inside of me.
“Tom, please, please keep fucking me Tom.” I choked out breathlessly.
He kissed the nape of my neck again and the sound of skin slapping skin filled the room. I was nearing the end but with his stamina I knew he was no where near his. He flipped me around and lifted me onto the counter pulling me to the edge. He inserted into me with no warning and my back flew into the mirror.
“Tom,” I could only see white behind my eyes.
“You’re close?” He asked and I nodded weakly. I could imagine his huge smirk at the thought and I came crumbling apart at the seams. I was drained of every thing I had as I came on his dick. I was whimpering and biting my lip. He kissed my lips with an open wet mouth. He tried to keep this up as he thrusted harder but was unable to. The tip of him brushed against my g spot and I clamped my legs closed around him.
“So that’s where it’s been hiding.” He said satisfied as he’s never found it before. He brushed it again and I came a second time in just a few minutes.
This orgasm was intense. More intense than anything I’ve ever had before. I lost track of the time as I clenched and tightened and moaned. His name along with profanities was the only thing that left my lips. The feeling of me around him sent him into his own mess as he panted my name and spilled into me. Our juices mixed together and spilled out and I could feel it running down the backs of my thighs. I finally floated back down to reality at the same time as him and he rested our foreheads together. He rested inside of me as I wasn’t ready for him to be out of me yet. We kissed a few times before he trapped my upper lip between his teeth and teethed it gently. He kissed my nose as he pulled out and I winced at the loss between my legs. I clamped my legs shut. It hurt so bad not to have him in me. He chuckled as he noticed how I wasn’t able to move and he grabbed a towel before carrying me bridal style to our bed. He wrapped me up in it before leaving me. He came back into the room with he towel slung lazily and low around his slender hips.
“That was nice.” He smiled laying down beside me. I curled into his side and he wrapped an arm around me pulling me in close.
“I’m sore.” I complained although I loved it.
“I actually had intentions of getting clean.” He laughed.
“I like when you’re dirty better.” I smiled.
“Can I come to the gym again?” I asked smiling up at him.
“Only if you’ll be my press up partner.” He rubbed circles on my back.
“Deal.” I said kissing his neck and cuddling into him even more as thoughts of his sweaty body hovering over me clouded my mind.
