The Potter's Studio - Sex Stories

The Potter's Studio

... Jeremy had offered at one point to just work out together, but Kyle worried his body would react to being that close to his lust object and he made up an excuse to keep working out alone. By the time Kyle caught up with Jeremy, the sexy airman was already in the shower and washing up. He had his back turned to Kyle so all Kyle saw was the round, muscular, high domes of his well-worked gluteal muscles. He remembered his fingers feeling their way around that very space the day before and had to bite his lip.

He picked a shower away from Jeremy so as not to crowd him and was surprised when his apprentice gave him a quizzical look and walked over to where he was and took the shower next to him. "Why are you being shy, Kyle?" He asked. "Afraid you'll pop wood again?"

"Well, now that you mention it, you are fucking gorgeous, Jeremy. Have you ever gotten hard just looking in the mirror?" Kyle retorted.

"Ah, come on, don't be like that," Jeremy groaned. "Besides, it's all worked out, we had a good talk, right? And to be honest, I had fun yesterday, did you?" "Jeremy, I almost died yesterday," Kyle said, "You will never believe-"

"Cock was so big it depleted you of oxygen and you were gonna pass out?" Jeremy teased. "Did I get it?"

"Amanda and Roger were in the office late yesterday, they heard everything! Roger wants to blow you, by the way," Kyle was worried about Jeremy's reaction to being found out. He was not expecting the roars of laughter that began to pour out ...

... of his chest and belly.

"They heard everything? All the names I called you? Your whole speech about 'anything'? Oh man," Jeremy exclaimed, "you must be mortified!"

"Aren't you worried about, well, you know, being found out as having sex with a man? Everyone thinks you're straight," Kyle whispered.

"Dude, Kyle, relax. I don't even care a little what people think. That's not what defines my view of myself, that's grounded on how I treat people, if I'm honest, if I'm loyal to my family and friends, those are the things that I will reference when asking myself if I'm a good human. Who I have sex with is no one's business and does not make me a this or a that." Kyle replied, his tone confident and self-assured.

"So that's not why you were so concerned about letting me suck you. I thought it was because you were worried you'd realize you liked it and realize you were bi or gay," Kyle continued to speak in low tones, trying to speak loudly enough that Jeremy could hear over the showers but softly enough so that no one else would.

"No, not at all. If it turns out I like sex with men, that means I get to pick from the other half of the planet for butts and giggles. I got no problem with that. I just had never really wanted to before and I was not sure if that meant that I would end up not liking it and then I would disappoint you too. I didn't want to go fast. That was all, I don't care if it redefines me in other people's mind," Jeremy explained. "In fact, the first ...