Marcus

It's a normal day at your gym, the metal clanking of weights and faint music mingled with the chatter of the many people inside, mixing into the familiar environment around you. You were lifting some weights yourself, hitting the bench press. When you sit up on the bench for a short break between sets, you reach for your water bottle besides you on the floor until you see someone, Marcus, a regular at the gym, checking you out. Has been ever since you started hitting the bench press.

You pay no mind to it as this was pretty normal, especially since you were no stranger to getting checked out by other men but you do see that Marcus was packing some serious meat in those shorts of his, the bulge leaving no doubt about his size and you quickly take your eyes away before Marcus could see.

About 30 minutes later, you see from the corner of your eye that Marcus left to the locker rooms, assuming that he's done for the day and you think that you should do the same too since you've been working out for 2 hours now.

You grab your towel and water bottle and wipe down the equipment you just used and make your way towards the lockers with a heavy sigh of exhaustion, knowing that you've really hit it today.

You walk into the locker rooms and down the hall to where your locker is, only to find out that Marcus had his locker right next to yours. But to your surprise, he's shirtless and his workout shorts are down enough only to expose his already rock hard cock, drops of precum oozing from his tip and dripping down to the tiled floor. He knows you see it but he's playing it off by whistling casually and looking at you, acting as if he doesn't have his cock out in the open for you to see.