I froze. Gay sex I felt a twitch in my shorts.“You’re just gonna…?” I whispered.He smirked again, still squatting. He let out a low groan, hips twitching forward as more slid in.“Fuck,” he growled, “you’re good at this.”His fingers found my hair as I sucked deeper, letting his cock fill my mouth. We’d been at it for over an hour—bench, curls, squats. I froze. Balls. Warm and messy.Chase let out a satisfied groan, then stood, tucking himself back in.“You earned that protein shot,” he grinned, walking off to grab his towel.I lay there, breathless, cum streaked across my face, cock rock hard in my shorts.Follow my Patreon for early access to future parts, bonus scenes, extended version and much more. I nearly dropped the bar.“Bro…” I muttered, trying not to laugh, “I can literally see your balls.”Chase looked down between his legs at me. I could feel the heat of him through the thin cotton.“You liked that a little too much, huh?” he said, smirk curling.I didn’t answer.Chase reached into his shorts, pulled his cock free—thick, flushed, hanging heavy just above my face. Fuck, I couldn’t.He lingered, letting his balls teabag the slope of my throat, nudging the underside of my jaw. He started moving—slow strokes, pulling out to the tip then pushing back
