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Wheeler had a fucking week. He was tired, not just physically but cosmically. Summer is rough this year. He has been saving up as much as he can for college in a few months, he's moving not too far but it still is a daunting task. He decided to work to make some money before he just jumped into college. Making all the arrangements and working for hours at that god damn skating rink may be hell but he is a little thankful he gets to spend most of the day in the cool (yeah he may have to wear a parka sometimes but it's better than melting in the heat outdoors).
He got home to change and grab a snack before booking it to the gym. He had wrestling sparring today with Jon. Wheeler checks his phone for the time, he would be a little late but Jon wouldn’t mind. A notification popped up.
See you tomorrow <3 .
His heart fluttered a little. Kris was beautiful and from what he gathered online, a sweetheart. She was way out of his league he thought and if anything a summer fling isn't that bad if it doesn't work out. She also happened to be a year older than him, taller and has an awesome chest tat that made Wheeler weak in the knees. She also worked at a bar in town called Andromeda. Wheeler hit the gym harder when he saw how ripped she was. They’ve been playing games online with each other and she asked if they could go out to the movies tomorrow. Thank fucking god she made that move because Wheeler was literally far too petrified to do it himself.
Wheeler didn't want to be presumptuous but he stopped by the gas station on the way to the gym and sheepishly bought a pack of 3 condom and a packet of lube. He heard that the “pre-lubed” condoms were not lubed up enough (from sex have-er Danny, whom Wheeler decided he would tell AFTER he actually ‘did it’ with Kris, because he knew Danny would bully him more than he already does if he fucked it up). Wheeler smiled at the old cashier who weakly smiled back.
Wheeler drove up to the parkade of the gym just when night had already fallen. He stuffed everything into his pockets and ran to the door. Jon had locked up, which he did when he expected them to run over time and he did not want to deal with another customer (he does not let Bryan know of this particular business practice). Wheeler pressed the electric doorbell. Jon’s hulking figure approached.
“IknowIknowIknow” Wheeler preemptively said.
“Ya know I am too tired to care today Yoots” Jon rolled his eyes.
“I’ll make it up to you,” Wheeler said sweetly.
“Heh… yeah I’ve heard that before…” Jon said with a heavy dose of sarcasm.
“We can get that drink you asked for at that new bar?” Wheeler proposed with raised brows hoping to tempt Jon into it, forgetting his constant tardiness. “Andromeda?” Of course he wanted a plausible reason to see Kris in her habitat before she got off her shift.
Jon thought about it but before he said anything he rolled his shoulder back and winced, pain shooting through the muscle. “Yeah not tonight,” Jon’s pain evident in his speech “We can go to this other little bar, you’ve probably never heard of it…” Jon began to sound keen “My place?” he cocked a playful brow.
Now it was Wheeler’s turn to roll his eyes. “I guess if your old man body can’t get you out of the damn Gym, I’ll take it” Wheeler was being playfully dramatic back.
Mox flexed the other arm, he looked huge now, slim waist, bulky chest, bigger arms than he’d ever had and the bald head really sealed the deal. “Fuck you I have the body of a 20 year old” he said sarcastically, with his beard liberally sprinkled grey.
Wheeler did not need to use the locker room, it was just them, he left his gym bag at the mirror in the front of the class and topped up his water with the extra cold cooler water. When he got to the mats Mox cracked his knuckles menacingly. Wheeler took a hard inhale and a hard exhale knowing he will be worked over tonight.
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Wheeler was beat after this session. Sweat poured from him, soaking his black tee. His hair flopping down and stuck to his forehead. He chugged water and wiped down his face with the towel. He pushed his hair back, catching his breath.
“So about that drink?” Jon wiped up his own sweat “It's gotta be extra cold” he said enticingly.
“I think I should shower first, Mox” Wheeler looked down at his sweaty self.
“Ehhhhhh don’t mind it” Mox tilted his head left and right with indifference. “Smelled worse… Smell worse,” Mox sniffed himself. “Need a beer to cool down stat!” He clapped his hands for emphasis.
Mox shuffled Wheeler to the black door that was behind the counter which Wheeler assumed was just an office and while it is one there is also a long corridor that leads to Mox’s living quarters. It was more spacious than it looked or Mox is a better interior decorator than he assumed (more likely either Claudio or Bryan set it all up). There was a bed with one night stand and a mini fridge which Wheeler was happy wasn’t only filled with cheap beer. There were more framed pictures than Wheeler thought Mox would have, he clearly was sentimental.
“Take a load off” Mox gestured to the couch on the wall in the little living room. Wheeler tossed his shit onto the floor next to where he sat. To be in Mox’s space was strange, his scent was everywhere, not just the cigarette smoke, but the warm leather and sweat and amber swirled around the room too (Wheeler thinks he smells a faint trace of incense, obviously Bryan’s attempt to mask the smoke).
Jon fetched the beer. Mox used his teeth to open them, Wheeler knew Mox’s dentist would screech (hell wheeler almost did). The beer was cold and looked so refreshing. Mox stuck his tongue out when he handed the drink.
“So what you up to now Yoots?” Jon clinked his bottle with Wheeler’s.
“I’m uh- finally going to college,” Wheeler smiled shyly.
“Heh look at you kid” Mox smiled warmly and clinked with Wheeler again
“Yeah, saved up enough but still gotta work” Wheeler was annoyed by the rat race of it all.
“It’s gonna be bitch but I know you will love it…” Jon was genuinely encouraging.
Wheeler downed a gulp or two. “Yeah gonna live across town”
“Whoa you skipping out on me?” Jon playfully punched Wheeler’s arm.
“Not really,” Wheeler rubbed his arm in mock pain. “More like just a few less sessions, and the damn rink is on this side of town so at least for now I’m gonna be here more than I want to” Wheeler tried to wind Jon up.
“Oh its like that” Mox jumped to tackle Wheeler, who spilled some of his beer. Wheeler and Mox giggled. “I invite you into my home,” Wheeler yelps when Jon pinches his clothed nipple. “I gave you a beverage!” Mox pokes Wheeler’s ribs causing Wheeler to jerk and laugh more.
“UNCLE UNCLE!!!” Wheeler yelled, still laughing. Mox separated from Wheeler, smiling,
“I needed to get another beer anyway! I did not stop because of you!” Mox’s mischievous smile made Wheeler feel so full. He realized he finally has a good friend in Mox, he hates the idea of mentors but the guys at the gym were mentors especially in keeping him sane during highschool and after.
“Finish yours first” Mox said when he sat down with his second one.
“Yeah yeah,” Wheeler gulped down a mouthful, “What trynna get me wasted, ‘m not that easy, Mox” Wheeler teased.
Mox chuckled, “So…You dating anyone?” Mox asked matter-of-fact
“Uhhhh-” Wheeler looked like a deer in headlights.
“Com’on” Mox smiled sly. “Cutie like you, gotta be bagging” Mox stuck his tongue out.
“I’ve been so busy, I haven’t been able to really ummm date” Wheeler smiled at the end hoping to end this conversation.
“Yeah right,” Mox sipped. “You kids these days have the apps and shit,” Mox’s eyes narrowed. Wheeler felt like Mox was being looking through him, he felt like Jon knew something he didn't. “I had to go out there and get a date the old fashion way… getting drunk and grinding on em at a bar, or like have tattoos or like havelike a foreign accent”
Wheeler hesitated about telling Jon about Kris, because he truly did not even know what they were. “I mean… I don’t wanna jinx it but I actually have a date tomorrow” Wheeler mumbled out.
“Huh look at you lil Yoots!” Mox appraised Wheeler, licking his lip and drinking more beer. “Lil’ man’s growing up”
Wheeler felt the embarrassment creeping in, he needed an eject button. “Ummm, can I use your washroom?” Wheeler panicked and wanted a break from the conversation.
“Yeah down the hall on your left” Mox sipped more. Jon enjoyed the fucking darts channel.
Wheeler got to the somewhat cramped washroom, big enough for a normal single man but Mox was built like what Wheeler thought Bruce Wayne would wear under the Batman suit. Wheeler chuckled thinking of Mox having to trying to fit in. Wheeler wet his hands and pressed it to his streaming cheeks, hoping to counteract the embarrassment. He was turning pink from the beer so he hoped he could pass it off as that.
He quickly peed, not wanting to run back in 15 minutes because he faked. Washed his hands and smiled at himself in the mirror.
“So, where you taking her?” Mox immediately resumed the conversation upon Yuta’s return, much to his dismay.
“She's… She’s actually taking me out” Wheeler said sheepishly.
“I’m not surprised…” Mox said slyly.
Wheeler’s phone chirped the noise indicating Kris had sent a text. “Oh that’s her,” Wheeler couldn’t help but grin.
Wheeler blushed and pulled out his phone from his jeans. Wheeler saw a notification with her name on it. “We’re goin to the movies actually,” Wheeler said looking at his phone.
“Oh…” Wheeler heard.
He looked up from his phone to see Jon. Jon raised his brows, Wheeler followed Jon’s eye line and to his absolute embarrassment and horror, Jon was looking at the lube and condoms that had fallen to the floor.
Wheeler panicked, eyes wide. “Oh- heh I- sorry” Wheeler stammered.
“Good boy,” Jon reached down for it before Wheeler could break his stupor to do it himself. “You should always be safe” Jon bit his lip. “First time huh” Jon said so smoothly it caught Wheeler even more off guard.
“HUH?!” Wheeler said incredulously.
“Come on…” Another sly smile, his tone was too matter of fact, too nonchalant, it ripped through Yuta and made his face burn hotter.
Wheeler was so fucking embarassed, he felt his tummy do a 720°. “Um n-no” His voice was small. He cleared his throat “Yeah I’ve obviously had sex before Jon” hoping he sounded confident enough to end this. He didn’t.
“Yeah” Jon chuckled. “You’ve never been a good liar, you’re not even convincing yourself” Jon laughed.
Wheeler dropped his gaze, Mox was right he wasn’t even sounding convincing to himself.
“Yoots no offence but what do you know about fuckin’?” Jon's words were cutting.
“I-uhh” Wheeler again tried to plead his case. “I'm not a-”
“Save it,” Jon examined the small sachet of lube carefully. “Everyone can practically smell the virgin on you.” Jon smirked.
Wheeler was frozen. His shoulders slumped.
“What's her name?” Jon probed.
“Uuhh- Kris…”
“She know you…”
“I uhh didn't think-” Wheeler searched for answers.
“Chin up fucker,” Jon’s tone was less biting.
Wheeler couldn’t meet his gaze.
“Like with everything,” Mox got up. “I’ll teach you” He walked over to his bedroom. Wheeler followed like the lost puppy he was. Jon stepped aside so Wheeler could enter the room.
Wheeler turned around and looked up into Mox’s eyes, puppy dog eyes in full effect from the angle.
Mox pushed Wheeler back, he gasped and landed on the soft comforter and pillows.
“Legs up kid” Mox pat Wheeler’s thighs. Wheeler tilted his hips up and Jon removed Wheeler’s workout shorts and underwear. Wheeler’s scent filled Jon, mingling with Jon’s own.
Mox growled at the sight of Wheeler’s body. He ghosted his hands on Wheeler’s thighs. “Damn Wheeler you’re…” he pulled himself back like whatever horny demon in him lost enough control to let him think clearly.
Wheeler blushed. “Jon uh-”
“It’s important-” Jon panted seemed out of breath. “Yeah-very important you know how to please a woman Wheeler,” Jon said like a madman muttering to himself. “She’s trusting you with her body Wheeler” Jon ran his hands along Wheeler's abs appreciatively.
“You know how to eat her out?” Mox licked his lower lip.
Wheeler stared into Jon's eyes, pupils blown. Slowly shaking his head, his cock jumped.
“You need a lesson?” Mox’s gaze traced lower to the thickening cock, then lower.
Wheeler’s mouth was dry, he hadn’t noticed that he’d been panting. Wheeler nodded, barely perceptible.
“Do ya… need a lesson?” Mox cocked his head to the side, appraising Wheeler’s exhausted form.
Wheeler earnestly nodded now.
“Well first you…” Jon rearranged himself, Wheeler’s legs feel like jelly when Mox peeled off the worn Deathjitsu Gym’ muscle shirt. “Make her comfortable” Jon looked at Wheeler expecting a response, to which Wheeler nodded.
Mox lifted Wheeler to get access to his ass, Wheeler’s ass was paler than the rest of him, Wheeler’s hole was a dusky brown, with silky black hair framing his hole. Mox bit his lip to prevent himself from drooling. Wheeler kept himself tidy, trimmed pubes and balls. Moxley thought he was beautiful. “You are lucky to see her pussy Wheeler,” Mox grazed a thumb on Wheeler’s. “As men, pussy is what we live for, yeah?” Jon blew on Wheeler’s rim and watched him squirm.
“Wheeler…” Jon spread Wheelers ass apart more, his eyes lustful. “Remember, has her own scent” Mox took a deep breath of the sweaty musk of a post workout Wheeler. “You need to savour all of her,” another breath “it is a privilege to eat her out, yeah” another breath “You need to make her feel special” he placed a small kiss on Wheeler’s ass. Wheeler looked down through his legs, feeling Mox inhaling him, the sensation was indescribable especially for his virgin ass.
Wheeler threw his head back, soft pillows surrounded him. Wheeler’s legs parted, his cut cock was hard, dripping precum all over his downy pubes. “Jon,” Wheeler sounded broken. Jon drank in Wheeler, both of them panting. Mox possessive pulled Wheeler and to eat him out. Wheeler stared at Mox between his legs, etching this into his memory.
Mox ate Wheeler out like a starving man and kept eye contact through the whole thing. Jon’s eyes, predatory and hungry, peeking over Wheeler’s ass and cock. Jon’s piercing blue eyes made Wheeler squirm. Wheeler teared up, the strong eye contact, the feeling of Mox’s lips on him, the scratch of his beard, the scent of Mox that surrounded him being in Mox’s bed, “When you eat her out she is at your mercy,” he licks up Wheeler’s taint “but, it's about her,” He licked down again, “She will tell you what she likes,” Jon pushes into Wheeler’s rim and Wheeler whines loudly “and you have to listen to her” He said before diving back in, trying to penetrate wheeler, kissing and sucking at Wheeler.
Mox pulled away and rested his head on Wheeler’s thigh, mouth sopping wet with his own saliva, he caught his breath and looked at his handiwork on Wheeler’s ass. “Remember, this relaxes her” Mox leans down to kitten lick Wheeler. “Meaning,” Mox kissed Wheeler’s thigh. “She should” Mox brought his calloused thumb to trace the hole and experimentally press in “open” Wheeler’s hole accepts the finger. Wheeler sobbed and grasped on the sheets harder, “Up for you easier…”
“Mox!” the air knocked out of him “P-please oh my god!”
“Now you have her ready” Mox said with a satisfied smirk, he licked his thumb, tasting Wheeler’s intimacy.
Mox pushed in his middle finger, Wheeler sharply inhaled. “Open her up Wheeler,” Mox spit more saliva, “And remember spit don’t replace lube” Mox reached for the lube Wheeler brought. “She’s gonna take it so much better” Mox lubed up his finger and slipped it in. Wheeler flinched. Mox thrust in more and more, he slipped in his ring finger too. Mox treated Wheeler like a slut he would’ve fingerbanged in the middle of the dance floor in a shitty club.
Wheeler was shaking at this point, Jon destroying Wheeler’s prostate, the new sensation breaking Wheeler’s brain. “When she's wet like this,” Wheeler’s hole sounded slick and sloshy. “She’s ready for dick” Wheeler’s breath hitched.His eyes widened in shock, fear, need, and disbelief melding together in his dark eyes. Mox smiled at him curiously.
Mox kissed up Wheeler’s hairy trail, nuzzling in the belly button for a second longer. “Don’t forget her tits,” Mox stares at Wheeler’s chest, mouth agape, drool making his lips shine. “Her nipples are also sensitive.” Mox suctioned onto Wheeler’s left tit. Wheeler felt like Jon sucked the air out of his lungs, he panted at the sensation. Mox used his tongue to press the nipple onto his teeth, Jon unlatched, kissed the nipple “Don’t bite her,” Jon smirked mischievously and nipped at the nipple “...Too hard” He stuck his tongue out playfully before he licked Wheeler’s other nipple, then latching onto it. Wheeler played with Jon’s hair, trying to ground himself.
Jon finally left Wheeler’s chest alone, letting Wheeler catch his breath. He reached for the condoms that Wheeler brought. “You gotta use a condom Yoots,” Jon’s tone was serious, he pulled one off at the perforation, waving the condom emphatically Mox is on his knees between Yuta’s legs, he tore off the wrapper and rolled the condom on his cock, Wheeler couldn’t see the cock but Mox threw the wrapper aside he squeezed the last dregs of the lube sachet. “You can only fuck raw when you love them yeah,” Jon lined up with Wheeler’s stretched out hole.
Wheeler nodded. His mind was mush and his body was on fire. “Ye-yeah,” He could barely get it out. He yelped when Mox spat a thick wad of spit onto Wheeler’s hole.
Mox’s tip touched Wheeler’s hole “She’s gonna be warm inside,” Mox pushed in. Mox let out an uncharacteristic gasp. “So so so so warm,” Mox dropped his head into the crook of Wheeler’s neck. “So fucking warm fuck” Jon was all around Wheeler, the musky scent of Jon filling Wheeler’s lungs after each shallow breath. Wheeler already knew Jon was a growler from sparring, but him growling while buried in Wheeler was a different one, not one of exertion when they spar but rather one of intense desire. It was deeper in Mox’s chest, broken sounding. Mox thrusted painfully slowly which luckily alleviated some of the pain of the stretch. Wheeler has not yet had a good look at Mox’s cock, yet he basically feels what would be a topographical map of it, feeling its heat and length. Wheeler clasped his arms around Mox holding him in as close as possible. Mox’s hairy body was like a blanket on Wheeler, making him sweat more.
Jon held Yuta fully in a mating press as his cock explored Wheeler more “You have to be gentle with her…” Mox said softly, he stared into Wheeler’s eyes, Mox definitely was an eye contact guy. “Especially if it is her first time.” He kissed Wheeler’s cheek sweetly. Wheeler felt a pang in his chest and a warmth from his tummy. Mox kept pushing until he bottomed out. Mox growled, he let go of Yuta’s legs but Wheeler clasped his legs around Mox. Wheeler felt insane, he couldn’t catch his breath and he had a behemoth on top of him for the first time but he wanted all of this more than he knew. Mox steadied himself, placing his hands on either side of Yuta. Wheeler pulled Mox on to him, he felt Mox’s wonderful hairy chest on his own, he clasped his hands around Mox.
Jon held down Wheeler’s wrists as he fucked him, “It’s gonna be hard,” a moan caught in Jon’s throat. “So fucking hard to- to not be a one pump chump,” Mox bit his lip and slowed to a stop, successfully avoiding an premature orgasm. “You can’t- ahhhh- d-do that to her! She deserves more than that” Mox nodded which Wheeler mirrored. And fuck it if Wheeler didn’t ache at that, hes right. Wheeler always wanted to impress Mox, his idol, one of the men he models his life after. Mox’s hips were surprisingly fluid, a beautiful symphony of skin on skin slapping. Mox kisses Wheeler, deeply, passionately, Wheeler tasted the cigarettes and beer on Mox’s tongue. Mox groans into the kiss, clearly enjoying it. Mox sucks on Wheeler’s neck. Wheeler’s cock getting some sweet friction being ground up against Mox’s abs, the hair getting matted with sticky precum.
Mox did something Wheeler did not expect, he brought Wheeler’s softer hand up to his mouth and sucked on Wheeler’s middle and fore fingers. Mox sucked on Wheeler’s fingers diligently, his tongue was just as active when they were kissing.
“She will show you how she likes it” Jon said once Wheeler’s fingers were amply covered in Jon’s spit. Wheeler bluescreened when Mox fully pulled out, “She knows her spot better than anyone else, listen to her” Wheeler snapped out of it a little and began to finger his hole, he felt a little tender but his hole was soft and hot and now a little gaping. Wheeler finally hit the spot that made his thoughts turn to static and his eyes cross, Mox stuck his tongue out like a dog. Wheeler didn’t realize he was moaning, everything kind of blurred into one another. Wheeler pulled out and Jon replaced the emptiness, he sucked on Wheeler’s finger again, making Wheeler’s heart skip a beat. “Taste her” Mox said as he leaned down to kiss Wheeler, “Always taste her Wheeler” Jon kissed Wheeler passionately. Jon pushed in again and still thrusting slowly. Wheeler is drowning in pleasure and Moxley is the undertow pulling him in deeper.
Wheeler zones out from pleasure and Mox’s instructions turn to the incoherent ramblings of a madman. But Wheeler was jolted out of his cock drunkness when Mox said “You should only put a baby in her if you love her, yeah” Jon repeated between growls. Wheeler can feel Jon heat in him, the methodical thrusting breaking down into a rapid rhythm. Looking at Jon all he can think of is ‘put a baby in me’. He, for a brief brief moment, thought of the life he could have with Jon as his husband and him taking care of their kid. A particularly hard thrust pulled him out of the reverie.
“J-J-on! PREGNANT! Get me pregnant! Uhhhhhhh please! Pleeeease! I want your babies! PUT A BABY IN ME! Let me make you a dad! Jon JOn JONNNNN!” Wheeler sobbed.
Jon exploded. His arms gave out and his legs shook. Wheeler cummed a moment later, spreading between him and Jon. Wheeler squeezed his legs tightly around the massive man when he came, again Jon’s musk only heightening Wheeler’s pleasure.
Wheeler was catching his breath when he heard soft chuckling. “Do not,” Jon sucks another breath. “Do not do what I did,” Jon pulled his dick out of Wheeler, the cum pooled in the condom. Mox shuffled to the edge of the bed and swung his legs off, sitting upright facing away from him, Wheeler heard the latex snap softly then a rustle of the condom landing in the trash can. “Don’t ever listen to her when she tells you to get her pregnant or you will be dealing with that for 18 years” Wheeler didn’t know if Jon was laughing or still catching his breath, “When post nut clarity hits y’all would already be fucked!” Jon chuckled “Claudio would be proud of that” When Jon stopped giggling he slumped his shoulders from exhaustion. “And trust me, when a pretty girl wants something real bad I know it's hard not to give it to her” Wheeler realised he was the pretty girl and it settled warm in his belly. “For the love of god, I’m begging you, always wrap that shit up!” Mox giving the advice half serious half in jest. He pulled on his joggers, standing up to get it on, Wheeler got the first proper look at Mox’s hairy ass. “Also the clap ain’t fun either” he left Wheeler in the room.
Jon returned and brought Wheeler a towel. “You should always,” Jon carefully wiped up the splattering of cum. “Clean her up after, yeah.” Jon tossed the towel indiscriminately. “He also gets her a good drink of water,” Jon pulled out a bottle of Evian from the mini fridge that served as one of his bedside tables, Wheeler sipped around half before he had his fill while Jon grabbed himself a beer. Wheeler was still gaining his composure when Jon rolled nearly on top of him. Wheeler is nearly enveloped by the bigger man. “You have to cuddle after,” Jon whispered into Wheeler’s ear, the scent of the beer on his breath. “She deserves it” Jon kissed his ear, Wheeler’s breath hitched as exhaustion crept in further, the weight, heat and scent of Jon lulled Wheeler further into sleep.
Wheeler heard “She should always stay the night” but he did not quite know if it was real or is a dream.
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Wheeler awoke to the clinking of cutlery on crockery. He blinked the sleep out of his eyes. He pulled on his clothes and met mox in the little kitchen.
Mox was statuesque, in just boxers eating cereal leaned against the kitchen sink. Sure Wheeler has been around a nearly nude Mox before but Wheeler thought he was straight then, the context between then and now is mindboggling.
“Morning” Jon said after swallowing.
“Mox I-” Where does Wheeler start. “I gotta say…”
“Yeah-” Mox said with cereal in his mouth.
“About last night I’m sorry if I-” Wheeler didn’t know what he was saying, he felt like he needed to apologize for something, he can’t really make sense of last night.
“Yoots what are you on about?”
“I think we-”
“Wheeler, we’re both adults and that was fun…” Mox nodded, Wheeler copied him. “Yeah, and now you don’t have the pressure of tonight being your first time,” Mox was just as nonchalant as ever.
Wheeler processed what he heard but still had to come to terms to what he felt. “Yea- Yeah” he got dressed “I’ll head out my shift starts soon and I gotta get home and shower”
“You could shower here… need one too” Mox propositioned Wheeler.
Wheeler thought about it and fuck did he want to but no he had to get out of here before this goes further. “Nah I am already late,” Wheeler pointed at the clock on the wall. “I had a- a great time Mox,”
“Enjoy your date Yoots” Mox stuck his tongue out again, the intended teasing was null now as Wheeler shivered when he remembered what that tongue did to him. He got his gym bag.
“Thanks Mox” Wheeler closed the door to Mox’s apartment and was in the stuffy gym with the morning rays filtering in from the morning sun.
Wheeler got to his car and sighed. He looked at his iPhone. He hadn’t checked it since last night. Finally checking what Kris sent last night.
Hope the work out was good ;-P wanna join for a Fortnite session?
Wheeler scrunched his nose in frustration.
Hey sorry passed the fuck out after it, just got up. 😳
Oh shit no worries, getting to work now, can’t wait for tonight 😅
Crap! Guess I’ll have to make it up at dinner tonight… 😣
Can’t wait <3
Wheeler sat in his car, looking at the gym sign, the rising sun illuminating the back of the building making it look like a church . It did hurt to sit, which he thought came with the territory. He is still shellshocked. His first time was with his coach, fucking Jon, it was… amazing. Could he be addicted to something he’s never seen. He looked at himself in the mirror, noticing the bruise on his neck and winced at it.
Wheeler tapped his pockets and realized. Shit he has to go back to the damn gas station.