He helps me up, holding my hand until both feet are back on the floor. He gives me a soft smile before dropping my hand and turns to walk across the room to another door. "This place has massage chairs and a sauna. You can use either one, if you like. I might go out and hit the treadmill for a bit before we leave."
Garrett turns around and faces me. The room we just walked into is significantly smaller. It's sort of like a foyer that leads to the chairs, a changing room, and then the sauna. We're standing far too close to each other but neither of us moves. I can't find the right words to explain how I want him to push me against the wall and kiss me, to do whatever to get rid of this boner I've had for an hour now since he picked me up. We've only been in the gym for thirty minutes at most. It took us just as long to get here from my place.
"There are no cameras in the changing room," he says softly, as if he's reading my mind. "And I'm not picky about how I get my cardio in."
"Cardio is important," I say and move into the changing room. It's more spacious, with a toilet stall, a row of lockers, and a shower. Before I have to make a decision, Garrett pushes me against the closest wall and our lips seal together with force.
I'm so turned on that I'm pretty sure I can come just from kissing Garrett alone. I wrap my arms around his neck as he steps impossibly closer to me, pinning me against the wall and grinding our cocks together through all the layers we’re wearing. His tongue slides against mine and explores all he wants. His lips are so soft and I can feel the rough scratch of his beard brushing against my own. It's beyond hot.
"What do you want, Orion?" Garrett whispers between kissing me and pressing his hips to mine in a rhythmic motion. It's driving me insane.
"Honestly, I would like you to fuck me, but I don't think I'm going to last long enough for all of that." We break apart and both of us lose our shirts. His body is fucking incredible. His skin has a slight shine and I swear his abs have abs.
"Geez." His hand reaches down to grip himself and I smile at the effect I have on him. We barely know each other and this is crazy, but damn if I'm not going wild just thinking about having him do whatever he wants to me. "Get naked and move to the shower."
There is a light in the shower ceiling and I take in the view that is a naked Garrett. He's uncut, something I don't have any familiarity with but it's hot all the same, and huge. His dick definitely matches his body. My own cock is an average five inches hard and not very thick.
"Any hard limits?" Garrett asks as he turns the water on. I let out a surprise squeak when the cold water hits my skin. My knee jerk reaction to get away from the cold lands me firmly in Garrett's arms. My whole body sings at the contact of our bodies together. "Sorry."
"No hard limits, that I know of. I've never had shower sex before, though, so I'm not sure what to expect."
"I don't have a condom on hand," Garrett says. The space is starting to warm up and Garrett crowds me against the wall once more. "And I don't fuck bare. How are you with blowjobs?"
"I mean, I haven't had any complaints?"
Garrett's whole body shakes with a low chuckle. "I meant are they a hard limit or not? Do you prefer hand jobs or we can watch each other get off."
"Oh, I knew that." My cheeks are sure to be flaming red. I'm blaming it on the water. "No, blowjobs are totally okay with me. I actually— I enjoy giving them."
My cock jerks to the sound of Garrett growling and then his hand is in my hair and he's kissing me again. It only lasts a few seconds before he's changing our position and pushing me to my knees so I'm not in the spray of the water. The floor isn't that forgiving, but I'm so turned on I don't care. Garrett's cock is right in front of my face. I lick my lips and look up at him.
"Show me how much you enjoy this, Orion." He thrusts his hips and his tip brushes against my lips. I open my mouth on instinct. It's been… a while since I've hooked up with anyone, but the taste of his precum awakens something in the back of my brain. I open my mouth wider and wrap my lips around his cock, settling on a steady pace. He's huge and I know I would choke trying to take all of him in at once. Instead, I use one hand to hold on to his outer thigh and the other to wrap around the rest of his cock I can’t fit in my mouth.
"Fuck, Orion. Suck me, baby."
In my lust drunk haze, I pull off Garrett's cock and spit on it, sliding my hand up and down his heated shaft. He's so hard. I look up at him through my lashes and smirk. "Yes, Daddy."
Garrett grunts and knocks my hand away from his cock. For a second, I think that he's going to stop what we're doing, but he hooks a finger under my chin and makes me look at him. "Don't play like that unless you mean it."
I swallow at the look in his eyes. He's serious. "Sorry. I was just teasing you."
Only, calling him Daddy while I had his cock in my hand didn't seem near as strange as I expected. His hand moves to cup my face and he smiles. "Don't tease me," he says. "I'm going to see how much you can take. If you need to stop, smack against my leg, okay?"
"Yes, Sir." That, I really did mean. I've been in submissive roles before. Nothing that has been near as hot as this moment, but I know how calling another man Sir can turn them on.
Garrett doesn't give me anymore notice before he's sliding his cock back into my mouth. His hand is on the back of my head and I adjust my angle just slightly so when Garrett thrusts his hips, I can feel him hitting the back of my throat. I breathe steadily through my nose, keeping my eyes on Garrett's face.
"You're doing so good for me. Fuck, those lips are perfect." He continues his string of compliments and I'm dangerously close to blowing my own load from the praise alone. He's hitting all the right spots for my praise kink. He pulls back and I take several deep breaths and watch him wrap his hand around himself, pumping furiously. "Do you want this? Want my cum all over your face?"
"Yes, please." I wrap my hand around myself as I watch intensely at his groin. I’m transfixed on the way his head pops out from the foreskin with each stroke. My own orgasm is right on the edge.
"Fuck, I'm almost there. Almost—"
"Come on me, Daddy." Woah, fuck. I have no idea why the word slipped out again, but I don't backtrack. "Please. I want you to mark me."
"Fuck, baby." His face is pure bliss and I quicken my own hand. I want us to come at the same time. "I'm coming."
He stills his hand and aims his cock to my face. I open my mouth on instinct once more. The first spurt lands across my nose. The second, my eye. Finally, the third hits my tongue. I close my mouth and swallow, relaxing as one more spurt lands across my cheek. Garrett growls again before I'm being hauled up to my feet. He knocks my hand away from my cock, but his own quickly replaces it.
