After work that day, Jack and Colt went to the gym. As usual, Jack had his hoodie on as he started his workout. Different from usual, though, was instead of Colt leading the charge in the workout, Jack started doing so, pushing himself even further than he had before to maintain the muscle. Eventually, Jack smirked at Colt as he took off his hoodie, revealing his bare chest. Colt began salivating as Jack made his way to the mirrors, flexing for himself for a few minutes before one of the employees of the gym told him he needed a shirt on. Jack unhappily put on the stronger shirt that Colt made him buy “just in case” which still did nothing to hide his large and sweaty muscles. Eventually. Colt couldn’t take it any more and tugged on Jack to head to the lockers, but Jack stayed. “Hold on little guy. I’m finishing my workout first, and gotta make sure my gains are good before we do that.” Wait, was he really going to make his boyfriend wait? It would feel like torture to him, and he knew it, but honestly Jack cared more about himself and his gains in the gym. Jack sighed. “Maybe if you’re a good little man, I’ll let you clean me up afterward.” Geez that sounded douchy, but that’s honestly how Jack felt. Colt gulped audibly and nodded, and continued to watch Jack through the rest of his workout, and could feel the precum drip down his leg every time Jack took a break to flex in the mirror.
Eventually, Jack started heading to the public lockers where he undressed, and finally turned to Colt who was right behind him. Colt looked down at Jack’s hardening dick then back at Jack, who was getting impatient. “Well, you going to take care of it or should I find someone else- not what ai mean. I’m a loyal boyfriend.” Jack shook his head. What was he saying! He doesn’t want to find someone else at all, but Jack figured he said it because he wanted Colt to get to work. Which he did. Despite being in the public locker room, Colt began taking care of Jack’s erection, and Jack started moaning loudly. He didn’t care who heard.
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When they arrived back at Colt’s house, Colt asked for an honest conversation. “Can we… not do that in a public area next time? This time turned out okay, but… I don’t think I’d be okay if anyone saw us.” Jack wanted to respond by asking what was wrong with the public area, but he knew that was the wrong response. Colt needed some privacy and his new persona just almost ruined that. Jack did his best to fight his new instincts. “Yeah… I’m sorry about that, I got carried away and I need to find my new line in the sand, I guess.” Colt was taken aback by Jack’s apology. “I like the confidence. Really. It’s great to see you openly love you, finally. I just need some boundaries in there.” Jack nodded. “Absolutely something we can do, my little man.” Jack kissed Colt on the forehead, and the two enjoyed each other’s company for the rest of the night.