Interracial Romance: Gay Romance: Bound By His Own Desires (MMM Endowed Black Men Bondage Threesome Romance) (A Billionaire's Freedom Book 3)

by Dayna, Bethany

  Well, he wasn't the only guy who worked out at the gym that I had seen in porn magazines or videos though he was the best known and had the best look in my opinion. Charles was a stud and just by thinking about him got me drooling. Charles was about 6'2 tall with brown hair that he was always brushing out of his eyes. Charles' built was very well carved with broad, muscular shoulders and huge, bulging biceps. He also had a broad chest that had a thick curve of muscles that were covered in a mat of downy chest hair. Sometimes I thought that the cover photos of his porn videos did not give him justice. Charles had the most intense blue eyes, the color of the sea, that seemed to look right through you.

  Charles also seemed to live at the gym. He was usually there when I worked out at random times. I would see him working out when I arrived to begin my workout, and he would still be there when I was finished.

  I started to lift the barbell up and down, struggling a bit with the weight. Then, my mind started to wander. The exercise wasn't on working out. I still couldn't stop thinking about Charles. I had actually rented a couple of his videos and had shot off a few quick loads watching him fuck out of an equally handsome and hot guy. I felt my dick hardened as I continued to struggle with my workout set. In fact, I nearly dropped the barbell as I was so distracted.

  “Um, hey, let me spot you,” a low voice was heard from behind me. Damn, there was no mistaking it was Charles'.

  “Wow, thank you,” I answered him as he positioned himself behind the bench.

  As I glanced upward and saw Charles' fitted gym shorts, I thought I would really lose control of the barbell completely, it was so hot. Charles was wearing a pair of blue shorts and a nicely worn jock to cover his famous cock. His cock was so well-known that it had a life-sized replica, a nine inches dildo, being sold on the internet and in several sex shops all over the city. In fact, I even had one tucked under my bed at home.

  As I forced myself into more reps, I felt that I could not help but stare upward, peering into Charles' shorts. I suddenly sat up and paused to catch my breath. I could feel my heart pulsating. I always got nervous when I am around guys who turned me on.

  “Thank you so much dude, I guess I'm a little out of practice,” I said as I extended my hand to shake. “My name is Rudy, by the way.”

  “Okay, no problem, my friends call me Charles,” he said as he smiled. Well, I was sure that he knew that I knew what his name was. “Wanna another set?”

  “Yeah,” I nodded as I positioned myself on the bench press. Charles quickly went to the press and assisted me with the barbell. I attempted ten reps, but I knew I was really being distracted. I had fantasized about Charles many times that I could no longer count it and now, it was unbelievable, I was flat on my back and staring directly up to his shorts.

  “Okay, one more set, one more,” Charles said.

  As I was doing more reps, I imagined him, saying the words he said in all of his videos. “Oh, suck that dick. Suck my thick dick!” When I was done with the reps, Charles assisted me lower the barbell to the press. I gasped for breath and quickly wiped the sweat on my forehead.

  “You want another set?” he gently asked.

  “Nope, I'm okay here. Thank you so much, dude.”

  Then, Charles patted me on the back. “Okay, no problem, see you around.” I literally felt a reaction beneath my shorts by the throbbing dick I was fighting.

  “Yes, sure. Thanks again man.” I blurted out as I wasn't really able to think of anything witty to say.

  I then worked on my shoulders after finishing my chest workout. Yeah, I was totally distracted the rest of the time I worked out with Charles. He flashed me a few grins as we passed each other in the locker or while at the water fountain or as we sat in machine opposite of each other.

  Then, I decided to relax in the hot tub after my workout. After I had been soaking for a few minutes, Charles came into the locker room. Quickly, he undressed himself and tossed his shirt and shorts into the locker, grabbed a towel before positioning himself under the shower.

  Indeed, whoever designed the locker room was a genius because the hot tub was situated on the wall opposite the open showers. I thought that the area was designed for cruising. I had a view of Charles that was even better than the one I had at home watching him on video on my laptop.

  Charles smiled before he turned to face away from me. I was astonished as I saw water cascading down his shoulders and back. I gasped hardly as Charles suddenly slipped his fingers inside his ass cheeks as he soaped himself up. The view of him fingering his firm and round butt was almost too much to bear. My dick was growing and getting harder by the next few seconds. Charles then worked his way downward and soaped up his muscular legs and thighs. I was silently playing with my cock under the lukewarm water and getting myself totally hard.

  Charles rinsed off the soap and then turned around. I was surprised, his eyes locked on mine. I was too nervous so I quickly diverted my stare.

  He was aware that I was watching. Well, he had to know. I was certain he was getting off on it as well. After all, he was a performer. He was a fucking star and he did this for a living. Guys like me spent good money to rent his videos to watch them in dimly lit rooms with our pants around our ankles. He was a fantasy – a fantasy fuck. Guys either wanted to be with him or be him.

  Charles smirked at me and then started to lather up his broad and muscular chest, alternately soaping and rinsing off his chest hair. I was amused when he started soaping up his dick and his pair of low hanging balls. As he played with his dick, it got hard and it continued to grow until it was half-hard. Charles nodded his head and acknowledged that I was watching. Then, I grasped my dick tighter and slowly stroked it under the hot water.

  What we did was like a scene from one of his videos. Then, the steam quickly filled the shower area. The sound of splashing water echoed off the tiled walls. Well, if it was a scene, the only thing missing was his co-star – the guy who would slip into the shower and then kneel and start to suck Charle's dick. I have always wanted to be that man though I was too shy to approach. You know, guys like me never had a chance with guys like Charles. For all I knew, he was really teasing the shit out of me.

  I watched Charles as he put the shampoo onto his hair and then rinse them off. He stood quietly under the spray of water, then, his mouth turned upward into a mischievous grin. His dick was almost totally erect now. Charles then stepped out from underneath the shower while his cock was dangling between his legs. Charles grabbed his towel and in no time, was gone from my view. I stayed in the hot tub until my hard-on subsided, I felt dismayed.

  I quickly showered when I heard the locker room door slam shut. I also quickly changed and got ready to face the rain again. I had another boring evening at home watching television look forward to. I would probably jerk off before going to bed and fantasize about Charles in the shower, which was what I thought.

  Charles was talking with the guy at the reception area when I went to get my membership card. I noticed that, when I asked for my card, the guy behind the desk seemed embarrassed that I had interrupted their conversation.

  “Hey, see you,” said Charles. He walked and dashed towards the front door, my eyes locked on his butt as the door slammed behind him.

  The receptionist guy handed me my membership card, I noticed he was frowning. The hell I care.

  It was raining lightly when I went outside. Charles was waiting on the sidewalk in front of the gym.

  “Hey, what took you so long?” he asked.

  “What?”

  “You did not jack off the Jacuzzi, right?”

  Then, I suddenly laughed and began to blush. “Nope, but I wanted to...” What should I tell him – what the truth is? Hell no.

  Charles chuckled. “Well, you know, most of the members had jerked off in that hot tub at some point in time.”

  And while we were talking about the gym, our workouts, and exercises, the rain started pouring heavily. I opened up my umbrella.

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��Holy shit,” said Charles. He had forgotten his umbrella, apparently. “I'm so sick of this damn rain.”

  “To which way are you suppose to go?” I asked him.

  “There..” Charles answered as he pointed. It was actually out of my route, but I thought it was my only chance.

  “I can walk you home,” I said.

  “Really? Isn't it out of your way?” he said back.

  “Well, of course not, not really.” He shared my umbrella and headed to his house.

  “How long have you been working out?” he asked.

  “Well, a few years on and off and during the times I am in the mood. I think I'm doing great anyway.”

  “Hmm, it shows,” he said.

  I smiled as I wondered if he really had noticed the changes in my body. As for me, I certainly couldn't help but notice his body. He was a damn hunk. It would take me years of going to the gym to even look half as good as he did.

  As we talked some more, I found myself getting horny when I imagine about his earlier display under the shower at the gym. Charles and I continued walking up to Noe Street. He smiled back at me and none of us mentioned what occurred in the shower area of the gym. The rain continued to pour down around us.

  “You know what Rudy, you always looked so serious in the gym. I have never seen you talking to anybody, you're always with your music player.”

  “Okay, but that's because I really don't know anybody there,” I answered. “I think I really don't come along with the crowd from the gym.”

  “Hmm, give me a break,” Charles said.

  “Alright...” as I shrugged my shoulder.

  “Do you have a boyfriend?” he suddenly asked.

  “Hmm, well, none,” I said. “How about you Charles?”

  “Oh, well, I'm single too. My place is in this way...”

  Charles and I continued to walk our way through puddles the rest of the way to his apartment. He lived not far from the part in a small apartment. I couldn't believe what I heard the next moment, he was asking me to go out in the rain, I was amazed. I mean, what was going on? I was not a fool, though I still gave in to his offer.

  Do you wanna get out of those wet pants?“ Charles asked as he hung our jackets on a coat rack. My pants were wet through all the way through the knees.

  “You might be a little more comfortable, besides, I got a dryer in the laundry room back, and they’ll be dried up quickly.”

  “Okay, that sounds great, but... um..”

  “Huh? But what?”

  “I am not wearing any underwear,” I said as I blushed.

  Charles laughed. “Rudy, I've seen you in the locker room. What about the gym shorts?”

  “Well, those things are pretty rank. I was on the stair master for about twenty minutes.”

  “Oh, come on, you can borrow a pair of mine.” He said.

  Then, Charles led me into his bedroom. Whoa, I had wished that it would have happened under different situations a thousand times before. I did, however, appreciate his friendly gesture.

  “Okay, here, this should fit, now give me your jeans...”

  I kicked off my wet sneakers and unbuttoned my shirt, then, I found myself getting annoyed. I had no idea why. I had walked around with my butt exposed in the locker room hundreds of times while Charles was there and besides, because of his job, I was sure he was used to hanging out with naked guys.

  I yanked down my jeans and stepped out of them as I noticed my dick was half hard and was getting fuller by the moment. Charles handed me his shorts and I quickly pulled them up and tried to cover my hardening dick. Charles smirked, damn, he seemed to enjoy toying with me.

  “Okay, so I'll throw those in the dryer and maybe we can have something to eat, you like Chinese cuisine?”

  I nodded my head as we walked back out into the other room.

  “Um, I'll be right back, you may sit down for now.” he said. So I made myself comfortable as his sofa. After a few minutes, he returned as he was toweling himself dry. He smiled and tossed the moist towel at me before he sat down next to me.

  I smiled back at him, though, I soon felt my hard-on again kick in full force. I fell quiet. He talked so much and I was totally intimidated by the handsome man sitting beside me.

  “You really don't talk much, huh...”

  “Well, I can be a little shy sometimes.” I felt that I was beginning to get embarrassed further. I felt my face blushed and I hoped it wasn't turning into bright red.

  “You know, there's no need to be shy,” he said as he placed his hand on my knee.

  My heart suddenly throbbed and I felt my throat went dry as I tried to clear it.

  “Sorry, but I can't help it. I've been shy type since I was a kid, which is why, I was always picked on, and I was also smaller than everybody else.”

  “Okay, well, you are no longer a kid.” His hand was still on my knee. As a matter of fact, I could feel he was slowly moving it up my thigh. His fingers had played with the hem of the shorts that he had just lent me. I was really scared to look down. The sensation of his hand against my skin had gotten me horny. My dick was again, hard.

  “You know Rudy, you do not have to be shy to me. I saw the way you were looking at me at the gym, hmm, I know you want me, Rudy. Guess what, I want you too.”

  Suddenly, Charles moved his hand up inside the shorts, damn. I got completely rattled when he started to caress my balls. I couldn't believe what was happening. I swear I had watched this same scene a thousand times in his videos. Charles and some other guy talking that was the scene when I turned the sound down on my laptop. I was certain that I did not sound any more intelligent than most of the guys in his videos. I would usually fast forward through this scene in the video – Charles and his co-star having a conversation on the couch and then suddenly making their way to the bedroom. In real life, I didn't want the preliminaries to end, but I wanted to see the good stuff on video. I could not believe it was happening. Luckily, there was no pause button to freeze the moment.

  Charles then walked behind the sofa and rested his hands on my shoulders. “You're so tensed, you should relax.” He began to slowly rub my neck and massage my shoulders.

  “Oh, that feels good” I groaned. My dick inched out of the shorts. Charles noticed what his touch was doing to me.

  “Oh, you may not say much, but you know, this tells me that you want me as much as I want you.” Charles reached down and then pressed my shoulder. “Let's get more comfortable.” He reached for my hand and led me back into his bedroom.

  He knelt down on the edge of his bed, I did so, too, next to him. He suddenly leaned forward and kissed me. His soft, moist and full lips gently pressed against mine. So I pressed back as I slowly opened my mouth. Charles darted his tongue into my mouth. I could not get enough of him, amazing.

  Charles then placed his hands on my shoulders and instructed me to lie back and as I moved backward, Charles pushed forward until he was already lying on top of me. Charles' crotch was pressing against mine and I felt his cock was hard. Then, Charles slowly began to rub his crotch against mine as I started to moan with every movement of his body against mine.

  We continued kissing and he used his talented tongue to probe my mouth. Then, he started to lick down my neck, alternately gently biting and licking. I quickly thrashed about underneath him. Charles sat up and smiled at me. I laid on his bed as I was staring into his blue eyes. Then, he pulled his shirt up over his head and exposed his broad bulging chest. I watched as it contracted and expanded with his every breath.

  Charles reached down and pulled at my shirt and I raised my arms to cooperate. He pulled upward and it was finally off. He both tossed them to a table, then leaned back down next to me. His body felt warm against mine.

  I was really amazed by what was happening, so I reached up and ran my fingers through Charles' thick brown hair. He kissed my neck again. Charles reached over and raised my arm and exposed my hairy armpit. Suddenly, Charles pushed his face into my armpit and
started to lick me. I began to quiver underneath him. As he licked me further, I really felt tickled by his throbbing tongue.

  “You liked that, right?”

  Of course, so I nodded yes. Then, he repositioned himself so that he is kneeling beside me. He licked one armpit and then assaulted the other.

  “Oh damn, Charles, that feels so fucking good.”

  While Charles licked out my armpits, he also began to play with my nipples. He pinched both of them gently, sometimes hard. I grimaced as he worked..

  “Oh damn!” I moaned.

  Charles began licking a trail from my armpit to my chest. He brushed his tongue across my right nipple and then the left one. I could feel his tongue flicked across my nipples until they were standing straight out. Then, I felt his teeth gently nibbling on my nipples.

  “Oh fuck, dude,” I hissed. “Bite it, bite it hard please.”

  Charles fastened his face down on my nipple and did what I asked, causing me to shiver in pleasure. By this time, we were both sweating. I gasped for air as I felt my breathing became faster.

  “Uhm, are you okay?” he asked.

  I nodded my head and said, “yeah, that was fucking incredible.”

  Charles sat up and rolled over next to me as he put his hand on my neck to pull me closer. Our lips met again. “Rudy, you're fucking hot. You may not speak that much, but you're really hot.” He said before he hugged me.

  His muscular and powerful arms wrapped around my back as he gently rubbed my shoulders, and then worked his hands down between my back and my butt. As we kissed deeply, we explored each others' body.

  With his every touch, I sighed. Charles' hands were rough and calloused – it was most likely from lifting the weights at the gym. He slipped them under the waistband of my shorts and grabbed my ass cheeks.

  “Oh man, you feel so fucking good,” he said as he squeezed my ass cheeks with his big and strong hands. Suddenly, he slipped one of his fingers into my hole. He rubbed his finger up and down my hole and it sent waves of pleasure to my spine. He occasionally poked the twitching hole too.