Page 66 of The Step Don't

“Jesus, Col.” He adjusts himself. “Would you show him how well I can take a pounding?”

“Fuck yes,” I reply before he gets up and I take a turn. When Ash is at the machine again, I nod toward a woman. “She wants you too. I bet she wonders who I am to you, if she can get on her knees and suck that pretty cock of yours.”

His face turns pink. Just as he’s about to reply, a guy walks by.

“Excuse me.” He uses the machine right next to Ash, so we have to pause our game.

We finish with the leg press, then leg extensions. When Ash heads to the leg curl machine, I bite back a groan.

Ash adjusts the weight, then lies on his belly, ankles hooked beneath the bar, ass in the air.

“That’d be a pretty way for you to suck cock in front of all these people,” I tell him.

“You’d let me too. You’d let me pull out your thick cock and work a load out of your balls.” I glance over, and several guys are close. If Ash’s voice wasn’t so soft right now, they would definitely hear us. “You’d do anything I asked, wouldn’t you, Col? I have my stepbro wrapped around my finger.”

My dick is taking notice, blood heading to my groin. I shift, trying to hide my semi. Somehow Ash has turned the tables. “Any-fucking-thing. Gladly.”

He stands up, and with his mouth close to my ear, whispers, “I know you would, and that’s so damn hot,” before swiping at my lobe with his tongue and pulling back.

“I’m supposed to be drivingyouwild right now.”

Ash chuckles. “I always come to win.”

We each do a few sets on the leg curls, talking each other up, getting each other hot and heavy the whole time.

I know where he’s going next before he makes it partway there: squats. I’m in so much fucking trouble, and I’m living for it.

“Can you show me how to do it?” Ash asks, as if he doesn’t know, as if he doesn’t have the world’s best ass partly from his leg routine.

“Sure.” I step up behind him.Please don’t let me getus kicked out. Please don’t let me get us kicked out.“Feet shoulder width apart, and when you lower, you’re going to poke your ass out. Try it with me once.”

I feel the heat of his body against mine, see us in the mirror, flushed and turned on, and damn do we look good together.

“One…two…three.” We lower, Ash’s ass pressing against my groin. “I’m going to take you to the bathhouse this weekend, my little perv. I’ll fuck you like this, from behind. I’d do it right here if I could, give all these people a show. See how many are here? That’s how many people are going to watch you take my cock like you were made for it. Do you want that?”

“Fuck yes,” Ash says. “Are they all gonna want a turn with me?”

“Yes. I bet every guy in here wants a turn with you right now.”

We lower again, which is dangerous as hell, but damned if the prickle at my nape that worries about getting in trouble doesn’t make my dick even harder.

“Friday?” I ask. “You want to put on a show with your stepbrother?”

Ash pushes his ass against me, rubs it, teasing me, before stepping away. “I can’t fucking wait.”

19

Ash

My nerves areon edge.

We’re really doing this.

We’ve teased so much about the bathhouse since Col first brought it up, but now we’re standing in line at PeachFlex with seven other guys. I’m waiting for someone to recognize us from school, but it’s a mix of ages. There aren’t many bathhouses in Georgia, so I figure there are guys from all around who want to have a fun Friday night.

As we step up in line toward the receptionist checking IDs and handing out locker and room keys, Colin must sense how tense I am because he rests his hand on my hip, tucking his crotch up against the small of my back. Reminds me of earlier in the week when we were doing squats at the gym.

And suddenly, I take what feels like the first decent breath I’ve had in the past few minutes. It’ll all be okay as long as I have Colin here with me.

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