Gay Love Is Worth The Wait

He began to thrust up into me; his short, quick thrusts hit my prostate like a homing missile. I braced my hands on his chest and he fucked the cum out of me.
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I supported Tim through his last heavy squat and gave him a pat on the thigh to indicate we were done. He groaned and pressed himself against me briefly, grinding his ass against my hips. I laughed and pushed him toward the locker room. “I’m spoken for, horn dog.”
He grunted at me and grabbed his towel. “I could do you so much better, Trey, you know that.”
I smiled. “Maybe, Tim, but I’ve got a man and I don’t date clients. You know the rules.” I grabbed my water and slugged down a gulp. Tim was one hot man, there was no two ways about it, but I simply wasn’t interested. Brian and I had our issues, every couple does, but we’d been together two years and I saw no reason to jump ship. I certainly wasn’t going to jump ship for the gym’s “had everyone but Trey” stud.
“You should learn to live a little, Trey. You don’t do the bars; you eat right, live right, and follow the rules. Man, you’re going to be old some day and realize you missed out on life.” He gave me a disgusted look. “Being pure doesn’t make you happy. Good guys finish last.” Yeah, Tim was a bad boy and proud of it. I think he stuck with me because he knew I was incorruptible but he liked the challenge.
I was about to give him an answer when my cell went off. I shot him a “shoo” look and grabbed my phone. “Hands-On, massage and training; this is Trey, how may I help you?”
The low voice on the other end chuckled....