maturedadsandmen: It probably wasn’t appropriate for him to do, but there he was on the gym fl
maturedadsandmen: It probably wasn’t appropriate for him to do, but there he was on the gym floor without a shirt on and tight workout shorts that showed off his toned ass. I snapped a quick photo of him with his phone as he’d asked and handed it back to him. “Thanks, Mikey. I wanna send a pic to this chick whose pants I’m tryin’ to get into and I’d rather have a natural shot to send her than a selfie. I think those things come off looking so staged.”“No prob, Glen,” I croaked out as I handed his phone back to him. Our fingers touched and I felt a jolt go through my whole body. “You having trouble getting this woman interested? Hasn’t she seen the goods in person?”He laughed. “The goods? No. She’s seen ME in person, but she hasn’t had the pleasure of seein’ the goods.”I then realized he’d taken what I said as a euphemism for his cock. Maybe it wasn’t such a bad thing that this hunky older man thought I was flirting with him, but I needed to clean up what I’d said. “That’s not what I meant. I just wondered if she’d ever laid eyes on you. I can’t believe you’re having trouble closing the deal with her.”He looked at me like he didn’t quite believe what I’d just said, but breezed past further addressing it. “That’s how it seems to be these days, Mikey. They got no problem flirting, but when it comes to gettin’ down to business… Let’s just say my bed’s been cold for a long time.”Before I knew what I was doing or saying, I’d reached out to grip his muscular shoulder. “Sounds to me like maybe you need to find someone else’s bed to crawl into. There are a lot of beds out there that might give you the kind of warmth you’re looking for.“He glanced down at my hand still gripping his shoulder and then looked up into my eyes. It was a good sign that I saw a flicker of desire in them. “Oh yeah? You think?”“Definitely, buddy.”“That’s good to know.” He grinned at me. “Really good to know. Gives an ol’ horndog like me hope.“ Did I just see him wink at me after he spoke?I felt him starting to slip through my fingers. I wasn’t about to let that happen. I took my hand off his shoulder. Don’t think I didn’t want to reach over and run my hand over his pecs, but I knew better than to do that in public. “On that subject, why don’t you drop by my place tonight? There’s a game on tonight. We can crack open a couple beers and talk some more about how you might go about ending your dry spell under the sheets.”He stepped closer to me and I could feel the heat radiating off of his bare chest. It was as if desire and raw sexuality were flowing from his body directly into mine. “Now, I think that’s definitely a conversation worth havin’, Mikey. Unless you got somewhere you gotta be, why don’t you let me run into the locker room and grab my stuff. Maybe I can follow you back to your place. We can grab dinner and make a whole night of it.”“Sounds perfect,” I said, trying not to melt into a puddle of sexual longing right there by the in-house juice bar.“Good,” he said as he reached over to rub my back. “I won’t be but a minute.”As I watched him walking away, pulling the shirt he’d doffed a couple minutes earlier to have the photo taken, I could help but lick my lips. At that point I didn’t care if any of the other gym patrons saw me do it. I was more focused on just what kind of “night” Glen the Hunky Gym Daddy would make of it with me AND making sure that he wouldn’t even need to bother sending out that photo I’d just taken. I needed to bring my “A” game tonight. If I played my cards right, maybe I could get him to delete the dumb woman’s contact info altogether. -- source link