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Buddie - exhibitionist sex at the gym
(Anonymous) 2025-07-19 01:07 am (UTC)(link)Eddie was blissfully ignorant to the direction of Buck's thoughts. He was innocently using a kettlebell, entirely unaware of the way Buck's eyes were drawn to his arms as he lifted it. Eddie had very biteable biceps. Buck had tried to gnaw on one just that morning while Eddie dodged him and insisted on getting ready for the day. They'd been running late to drop Chris off at school, so he was right to stop Buck, but still. Because of that, it had been over fourteen hours since Buck last came. Which was far too long. Not that Eddie seemed to care. There he was, bending over and showing his ass like it wasn't eleven o'clock on a Thursday morning.
It was obscene, that's what it was. And they were planning on going grocery shopping out of this. Buck hoped Eddie would be happy shopping with a man who had a semi, because there was no way an hour and a shower would be enough to calm Buck down.
Eddie glanced back and grinned over his shoulder at Buck. Buck waved back. He did love his boyfriend, even if he was sexually frustrated.
When he was done with his reps, Eddie bounced over to Buck. "You okay? This is longer than you usually spend on the treadmill."
Buck twisted his hips in the hopes Eddie might not notice, but the motion just drew Eddie's attention to the bulge in his shorts.
Eddie raised an eyebrow. "Really, bud?"
He ran a hand through his hair. He was sweaty, glowing from it. His hair was fluffy and sticking up. Buck could see the muscles in his arms. He wanted to stick his face in Eddie's armpit and lick his sweat until he smelled nothing but Eddie's musk. Eddie turned off the treadmill, which was probably a good idea. Buck slowed to a stop.
"Can't take you anywhere." Eddie grabbed a fistful of Buck's shirt and tugged until Buck stumbled after him.
Buck whined quietly. He knew he should say something, but his brain was full of nothing but Eddie. He could barely remember his own name.
They passed a woman filming herself in the mirrors and a pair of older men who were chatting on exercise bikes. Eddie was tugging him towards a bench in the corner.
When they got there, Eddie let Buck go and pointed at it. "Go," he commanded.
Buck lay down and waited as Eddie moved weight plates. Eddie wouldn't give Buck more to lift than he could handle. Eddie liked to punish Buck, but in a sexy way. Not in a way that left him with back problems. Imagining what Eddie would do made Buck squirm.
"We're in public," Eddie reminded him. "Do you want everyone to know what a desperate slut you are? Can't even wait to get home, you need me so badly. You want to tell the whole gym?"
"No," Buck said, even though he sort of did.
Eddie was ready. "Lift. Five reps."
Buck did. Eddie had given him a weight way under his max. Alarmingly so. Buck didn't think Eddie had some weird amnesia that made him forget the very impressive weight Buck was capable of benching, which made him worry that Eddie was setting him up for a hundred reps while he talked dirty and didn't let Buck come. Again.
Now that Buck thought about it, was it any wonder the gym, and specifically Eddie at the gym, made Buck horny? This was Eddie's fault. Buck used to be normal about working out. It was a lot easier before he started fixating on whether or not his boyfriend would find a new way to sexually torture him.
Buck finished his reps. "Good boy," Eddie said. He came around to Buck's side. "Your form wasn't right, though."
Buck bristled. His form was perfect. He wasn't sloppy about it the way some people he could name (Chimney) were. Buck took pride in his workouts.
Eddie trailed his finger along Buck's side. He didn't even touch bare skin, but Buck could still feel goosebumps raise where Eddie's finger passed. "Let me show you."
That sounded way better than Buck informing Eddie, at length, how competent he was. He knew he was staring, his mouth hanging open, but Eddie didn't comment. He adjusted Buck's hips.
"You need to pay attention to your positioning," Eddie lectured. "It isn't just about your shoulders." He squeezed Buck's hips, tightly enough that Buck squirmed and tried to get away. Eddie kept him pinned.
"You don't want to get hurt, do you?"
Buck shook his head. He didn't trust himself to talk. He was afraid a moan would escape. There were no security cameras pointed over here, and no one else in the gym was paying attention to them, but it still wasn't worth the risk.
One of Eddie's hands dipped into his shorts. "That's right. You're already so big." He fondled Buck's dick. "You want to get bigger for me?"
Buck was already more than half hard. It didn't take more than that to get him all the way there. Eddie smirked down at him. "You always do what I want, don't you?"
Buck nodded. It was true, he did.
"I see people looking at you when we're out together. Staring at your muscles. Wondering how much goes into them. If you're ruining yourself with steroids. But you aren't, are you? You're just that dedicated to being hot for me."
Buck had to bite back a moan. Eddie started jacking him off, his motions painfully slow.
"I don't mind it when people look." He squeezed. Buck gasped from the surprise of it, pleasure and pain intertwining in his mind. "As long as you always know who you're coming home to. And you do. My loyal boyfriend. You didn't even notice that woman checking you out. You were too busy staring at me. She could've stripped and bent over for you and you still wouldn't have looked away from my ass."
"It's a good ass," Buck managed to say. He had no idea if Eddie was telling the truth about the woman or not. He made stuff up sometimes. Kept Buck on his toes. Other times, he'd tell Buck someone was into him and then disappear, leaving Buck to deal with getting hit on.
"You stare at it so much. Used to think you were jealous. Remember how I made you try my workouts?"
Buck remembered. Oh, did Buck remember. Truly, it was no wonder than even just seeing Eddie in a gym was enough for his mouth to start wandering.
"Could've told me you wanted my ass sooner." Eddie picked up his pace, jerking Buck faster. "Saved us both a lot of trouble."
"Eddie, I'm going to—"
"Don't come," Eddie commanded. He took his hand off of Buck's dick. "Another five reps."
Buck wanted to be bratty, to argue with Eddie until he got to come, but English was beyond him. He did his reps. Eddie wandered back towards his head to spot him.
"She's watching," Eddie remarked, his tone casual. "She thinks you're hot. She doesn't know I was getting you off. Couldn't see from the angle she's at. Do you think she'd like to watch?"
"Don't care," Buck said, which was not entirely true.
Eddie hummed. He said, "She's coming over here."
Buck was so hard he was tenting his shorts obscenely. There was no hiding it. He sat up and put a hand on his lap like that might work.
The woman stopped a few feet away. She was Eddie's type more than Buck's. Short, wearing a matching set with her hair in a tight ponytail. Her gaze fell to Buck's lap before she jerked her eyes up. "Sorry to interrupt. I was wondering if you could give me any pointers? I'm new to working out."
Eddie smiled at her. It wasn't the warm, genuine one that Buck could always bring out in him. But it still made Buck want to sit on Eddie and claim him.
Eddie and the woman chatted. He gave her genuinely helpful tips. It made Buck want to suck him off. Eddie was unfairly hot when he was helpful and competent. When she asked a question about form, Eddie twisted a hand in Buck's curls. "He'll show you."
Buck hadn't been listening. He looked to Eddie for help. Rather than explain what he wanted, Eddie got his hands on Buck again. He maneuvered him, positioning him on his back. "Watch how he holds his shoulders," Eddie commanded. "He's doing low weights and high reps right now. He can take a lot of weight, but sometimes it's better not to push too hard."
"Are you a personal trainer?"
Buck knew Eddie was ignoring the flirting. That didn't mean he had to like it. "He's my boyfriend."
He could feel the energy in the room shift. The woman took a step back. Eddie waited until Buck was done and had put the weights up to stick three fingers in his mouth. Buck made a face. Eddie's fingers were not clean. But, as Eddie liked to remind him, Buck didn't exactly have high standards. He sucked them petulantly.
"Sorry," Eddie said. "He's not usually like this."
"No problem." She took a step back. "I'll leave you to it."
Eddie watched her go with a smile on his face. Once she was gone, he took his fingers away from Buck and squeezed his face. "You're acting out."
Buck whined. He was, but hopefully in a hot way.
"I shouldn't let you come," Eddie snapped. "You're lucky I love you."
Eddie didn't block his body from the rest of the room as he got his hands down Buck's pants this time. If the woman, or the men biking, wanted to look over, they'd know exactly what Buck and Eddie were doing. Eddie was ruthless, stripping Buck's cock until his orgasm shuddered through him.
Buck's come soaked his shorts. There was an undeniable wet spot, all too visible on the grey fabric. Eddie gazed down at him, expression unreadable. "Walk through the middle to the showers. No covering yourself."
Buck did what he was told. Eddie let him get almost out of earshot before he called, "You're always so good for me. You did a great job, Buck."
He shivered under the praise. He always wanted to do a good job for his boyfriend. It made it easy to get through the gym, even when one of the men stopped biking to stare at his crotch and when the woman held her hand out for a high five.
"Get it, dude," she said. "He's hot as hell."
Buck glanced over his shoulder at Eddie, who was reracking the weights they'd used. He really was a lucky man. Eddie looked up. When their eyes met, he winked at Buck. Buck had the feeling they wouldn't make it to the grocery store.
Re: Buddie - exhibitionist sex at the gym
(Anonymous) 2025-07-21 02:48 am (UTC)(link)