Crossing Lines With My Gym Bro; Joey And Eric

I’m going to try to take the story and do what I can with the writing. This is just a small something, a continuation from right where the author left off. I just extrapolated some basic things from what's already been written. If anyone else would also like to write a continuation as well I encourage it! I do still hope the author comes back to finish the story in his own words.

JOEY

I look over at Eric. He has cum smeared on himself too. We both have a mix of each other's still-warm jizz all over us. I look up at his face and he’s breathing pretty hard, sweat is running down his forehead. I can see that his thick chest and biceps are glistening and bulging as he adjusts himself. No! Why can’t I stop focusing on these things? The porn is still playing on the TV, a girl is getting railed while the other kisses her. If anything should get me going it’s that, not Eric. “Hey man do you wanna crash here?” Eric said abruptly. After a moment I responded, “Uh, sure man I am pretty tired. I do wanna watch some more of this flick then I’ll shower. And then probably go to bed.” Eric responded, “Sounds good bro. I’m gonna hit the shower first. Then probably go to bed. I’m beat ha!” Eric slapped my shoulder playfully, chuckling as he walked off naked to the shower. I guess Eric was chill about what we just did but I was still confused. He was my friend and sure we’d seen each other naked before. We had jerked off together, we’d had a threesome and our dicks rubbed together. But we didn’t jerk each other off, and our dicks rubbed together inside a woman. This was different, we were alone, it was just us, this wasn't having sex with a woman.

I guess I was thinking for a bit longer than I realized because I heard Eric walking out of the shower. He stepped into the living room and I turned to say hey. He was rubbing his towel on his back, with his dick swinging around freely. Again for some reason, I couldn’t pry my eyes from Eric’s body and his dick.