I could feel the steamy heat of the gym locker room clinging to my skin as I stood there, naked and hard, my cock throbbing with anticipation. The air was thick with the scent of sweat and sex, a heady mix that made my heart race. My eyes locked onto Jake's, his dark gaze smoldering with desire as he stroked his own impressive erection, his hand moving with practiced ease."Ready for this?" he asked, his voice low and rough, almost a growl. His free hand reached out, fingers brushing against my ass cheek, making me shiver."Fuck yeah," I replied, my voice cracking slightly with excitement. I could feel my own pre-cum dripping from the tip of my cock, a clear sign of how turned on I was. Jake grinned, a wicked glint in his eye, and then his hand was gone, replaced by the cool metal of the locker door behind me. He pressed himself against me, his body hot and solid, his cock rubbing against mine in a delicious friction. I groaned, my hips bucking involuntarily as he ground against me."You like that, don't you?" he murmured, his breath warm against my ear. "You like feeling my cock against yours.""God, yes," I gasped, my hands reaching down to grip his ass, pulling him closer. I could feel the muscles in his thighs flexing under my touch, the strength in his legs sending a thrill through me. Jake chuckled, a deep rumble that vibrated through his chest and into mine. "Patience, bro," he said, leaning back slightly. "We've got all night."But I wasn't interested in patience. I wanted action, now. I needed it. My cock was aching, demanding release, and I knew Jake felt the same way. We'd been teasing each other all evening, working up to this moment, and I wasn't about to let anything stop us now."Fuck waiting," I said, my voice harsh. "Let's do this."Jake's grin widened, and he stepped back just enough to give himself room. His hand wrapped around both our cocks, squeezing them together in a tight grip. The sensation was electric, and I nearly came right then and there. But Jake wasn't done. He started stroking us both, his hand moving with expert precision, his thumb swiping over the heads of our cocks in a maddening rhythm."Shit," I muttered, my head falling back as I lost myself in the pleasure. My hands clenched into fists at my sides, nails digging into my palms as I fought to keep control. "That's it," Jake whispered, his voice a soothing balm to my frayed nerves. "Just let go, man. Let me take care of you."And I did. I let go, surrendering to the sensations coursing through me. My hips began to move on their own, thrusting into Jake's hand, seeking more friction, more pressure. My breathing grew ragged, my vision blurring as the world narrowed down to just the two of us, just the feel of his hand on my cock, just the sound of our labored breaths."Almost there," Jake panted, his strokes growing faster, more urgent. "Gonna make you come, bro. Gonna make you come so hard."His words were like gasoline on a fire, igniting my already blazing arousal. I could feel the pressure building in my balls, the familiar tension that signaled the approach of climax. My cock twitched in Jake's hand, leaking more pre-cum, adding to the slick slide of his stroking."Yes, yes, yes!" I chanted, my voice rising in pitch as I neared the edge. "Don't stop, don't fucking stop!"Jake didn't stop. If anything, he sped up, his hand a blur of motion as he drove me closer and closer to the brink. I could feel it, the point of no return, looming ever nearer. My whole body tensed, every muscle coiled tight as I prepared for the inevitable explosion."Here it comes," I managed to gasp, my voice barely audible over the pounding of my heart in my ears. "Oh fuck, here it comes!"And then it hit. A seismic wave of pleasure that crashed over me, obliterating my senses. My cock erupted, jet after jet of hot cum shooting from the tip, splattering against Jake's hand, against our combined bodies. I cried out, a wordless shout of ecstasy, my body shuddering with the force of my orgasm.Jake's hand never faltered, milking me dry even as he continued to stroke his own cock. I could see the strain on his face, the effort it took to hold back his own release. But he was determined, focused on bringing me to the peak before letting himself go."Now, Jake," I rasped, my voice hoarse from shouting. "Come on, man. Come with me."He looked at me, his eyes wild with need, and then he nodded. "Together," he growled, his hand tightening its grip on our cocks. "Together, bro."And then we came together, a synchronized eruption of pleasure that left us both gasping for breath. Cum flew from Jake's cock, arcing through the air to land on my stomach, my chest, even my face. It mixed with my own release, creating a sticky, glistening mess that clung to our skin.I could feel the warmth of his cum on my face, the salty taste of it on my lips. I opened my mouth, catching some of it, swallowing it down hungrily. The taste was intoxicating, a potent reminder of what we'd just shared."Damn, that was good," Jake panted, his body sagging against mine as the last waves of pleasure faded. "So fucking good.""Yeah," I agreed, my voice soft. "Best one yet."We stood there for a moment, basking in the afterglow, our bodies still connected by the mess of cum between us. Then Jake pulled away, wiping his hand on his thigh before reaching for the shower curtain."Let's get cleaned up," he said, tugging the curtain aside. "Then we can start round two."I laughed, a short, breathless sound. "Round two? You trying to kill me?"Jake shot me a mischievous grin. "Nah, just trying to keep you satisfied."I followed him into the shower, the hot water washing away the evidence of our earlier activities. But as I stood there, letting the water cascade over me, I couldn't help but think about what was coming next. Because there was no doubt in my mind that round two would be even better than the first.

I could feel the steamy heat of the gym locker room clinging to my skin as I stood there, naked and hard, my cock throbbing with anticipation. The air was thick with the scent of sweat and sex, a heady mix that made my heart race. My eyes locked onto Jake's, his dark gaze smoldering with desire as he stroked his own impressive erection, his hand moving with practiced ease.

"Ready for this?" he asked, his voice low and rough, almost a growl. His free hand reached out, fingers brushing against my ass cheek, making me shiver.

"Fuck yeah," I replied, my voice cracking slightly with excitement. I could feel my own pre-cum dripping from the tip of my cock, a clear sign of how turned on I was. 

Jake grinned, a wicked glint in his eye, and then his hand was gone, replaced by the cool metal of the locker door behind me. He pressed himself against me, his body hot and solid, his cock rubbing against mine in a delicious friction. I groaned, my hips bucking involuntarily as he ground against me.

"You like that, don't you?" he murmured, his breath warm against my ear. "You like feeling my cock against yours."

"God, yes," I gasped, my hands reaching down to grip his ass, pulling him closer. I could feel the muscles in his thighs flexing under my touch, the strength in his legs sending a thrill through me. 

Jake chuckled, a deep rumble that vibrated through his chest and into mine. "Patience, bro," he said, leaning back slightly. "We've got all night."

But I wasn't interested in patience. I wanted action, now. I needed it. My cock was aching, demanding release, and I knew Jake felt the same way. We'd been teasing each other all evening, working up to this moment, and I wasn't about to let anything stop us now.

"Fuck waiting," I said, my voice harsh. "Let's do this."

Jake's grin widened, and he stepped back just enough to give himself room. His hand wrapped around both our cocks, squeezing them together in a tight grip. The sensation was electric, and I nearly came right then and there. But Jake wasn't done. He started stroking us both, his hand moving with expert precision, his thumb swiping over the heads of our cocks in a maddening rhythm.

"Shit," I muttered, my head falling back as I lost myself in the pleasure. My hands clenched into fists at my sides, nails digging into my palms as I fought to keep control. 

"That's it," Jake whispered, his voice a soothing balm to my frayed nerves. "Just let go, man. Let me take care of you."

And I did. I let go, surrendering to the sensations coursing through me. My hips began to move on their own, thrusting into Jake's hand, seeking more friction, more pressure. My breathing grew ragged, my vision blurring as the world narrowed down to just the two of us, just the feel of his hand on my cock, just the sound of our labored breaths.

"Almost there," Jake panted, his strokes growing faster, more urgent. "Gonna make you come, bro. Gonna make you come so hard."

His words were like gasoline on a fire, igniting my already blazing arousal. I could feel the pressure building in my balls, the familiar tension that signaled the approach of climax. My cock twitched in Jake's hand, leaking more pre-cum, adding to the slick slide of his stroking.

"Yes, yes, yes!" I chanted, my voice rising in pitch as I neared the edge. "Don't stop, don't fucking stop!"

Jake didn't stop. If anything, he sped up, his hand a blur of motion as he drove me closer and closer to the brink. I could feel it, the point of no return, looming ever nearer. My whole body tensed, every muscle coiled tight as I prepared for the inevitable explosion.

"Here it comes," I managed to gasp, my voice barely audible over the pounding of my heart in my ears. "Oh fuck, here it comes!"

And then it hit. A seismic wave of pleasure that crashed over me, obliterating my senses. My cock erupted, jet after jet of hot cum shooting from the tip, splattering against Jake's hand, against our combined bodies. I cried out, a wordless shout of ecstasy, my body shuddering with the force of my orgasm.

Jake's hand never faltered, milking me dry even as he continued to stroke his own cock. I could see the strain on his face, the effort it took to hold back his own release. But he was determined, focused on bringing me to the peak before letting himself go.

"Now, Jake," I rasped, my voice hoarse from shouting. "Come on, man. Come with me."

He looked at me, his eyes wild with need, and then he nodded. "Together," he growled, his hand tightening its grip on our cocks. "Together, bro."

And then we came together, a synchronized eruption of pleasure that left us both gasping for breath. Cum flew from Jake's cock, arcing through the air to land on my stomach, my chest, even my face. It mixed with my own release, creating a sticky, glistening mess that clung to our skin.

I could feel the warmth of his cum on my face, the salty taste of it on my lips. I opened my mouth, catching some of it, swallowing it down hungrily. The taste was intoxicating, a potent reminder of what we'd just shared.

"Damn, that was good," Jake panted, his body sagging against mine as the last waves of pleasure faded. "So fucking good."

"Yeah," I agreed, my voice soft. "Best one yet."

We stood there for a moment, basking in the afterglow, our bodies still connected by the mess of cum between us. Then Jake pulled away, wiping his hand on his thigh before reaching for the shower curtain.

"Let's get cleaned up," he said, tugging the curtain aside. "Then we can start round two."

I laughed, a short, breathless sound. "Round two? You trying to kill me?"

Jake shot me a mischievous grin. "Nah, just trying to keep you satisfied."

I followed him into the shower, the hot water washing away the evidence of our earlier activities. But as I stood there, letting the water cascade over me, I couldn't help but think about what was coming next. Because there was no doubt in my mind that round two would be even better than the first.

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