SUBSCRIBER EXCLUSIVE: Big Bro

"That bloke was there again, mate" Jasper said, his eyes squinting in the sunlight while he leaned back in the garden chair beside me.

"Yeah?" I knew he had been, I'd seen the older man a couple of times while we were working out. I don't know why I wanted to pretend otherwise, I guess it was just funnier that way. "The perve get a good look this time?" I asked, reaching over to take a swig from the cold bottle of beer he'd placed on the table moments before. It was a welcome relief. It was so hot out and after the gym my body was aching.

The slightly cooler breeze glided over my bare chest and abs. I'd picked the chair by the wall, in the shade, eager to get out of the full-on heat after the walk back from the gym. I didn't know how Jasper could deal with the sun on his bare body like that but he'd been all about that natural tan as long as I'd known him.

Jasper turned to me and smirked "yeah, fuckin' dude was stiff as a flagpole" he laughed "I swung it around and gave it a few rubs and I'm pretty sure he shot off his load right then" he chuckled deep.

The man had been checking Jasper out for a couple of months. He was on roughly the same kind of schedule as us so he was almost always there on Monday's and Thursdays from 1 until 3. He wasn't like a stalker or anything, but I could tell he would wait until we finished up and then head into the showers right after us. Whenever he could he would pick the shower stall opposite Jasper.

I'd seen the guy in the shower opposite me a couple of times too, but I usually closed my curtain whenever someone was across the aisle. I'm not a prude about things, I'll walk from the locker room to the showers and let it all hang out, but I guess I just prefer not to be watched while I'm wanking it.

I have to admit I was surprised about it all. It probably sounds stupid but the guy didn't look like he was into dudes. He was in his 40s, kinda rough looking, real masculine type of guy. He was definitely fit, knew what he was doing in the gym.

"You're fuckin' nuts mate" I said, placing my bottle down on the glass table with a restrained clang.

He smiled again "When you've got a big one like mine dudes like checking it out. And everyone wanks it in the showers anyway, it ain't a big deal" he said quietly, his hands resting on his thighs where his baggy red shorts tented a little in the middle, draped over the thick tube where his penis rested. "Bet his boyfriend doesn't have a cock like mine" he added, proudly.

I chuckled "the guy's married".

Jasper looked at me, surprised. "How the fuck do you know?"

"You mean apart from the wedding ring?" I asked sarcastically. "His wife picked him up last week while we were sitting outside at the smoothie place. I thought you saw her?"

"Fuck, he's got a wife?" Jasper giggled.

"Yeah, fucking hot too. Brunette, big tits, nice arse" I'd taken in all the details while she'd waited in line to get them both a smoothie. "I'd fuck her" I admitted.

Jasper's hand slid over to the mound of his cock in his shorts, his fingers gave it a little jiggle. "Why the fuck is he checking out my big dick in the showers if he's got her?" he asked.

"Maybe he's bi?" I said. "And your dick ain't that big mate, just so you know". I lied. I'd seen his cock loads of times, it was pretty big. I was sure mine was bigger though.

"Bigger than yours Eric" he seemed to read my mind.

I shook my head. "Dude, it's not. Deal with it and move on". I laughed.

In all fairness I didn't know for sure. In the years we'd known each other we'd had weekly opportunities to check out what the other's packing and I guessed we were both about six inches floppy, and based on that I guessed we were probably both around eight inches hard.

"Let's settle it then mate" he said, looking at me for just a moment before standing up from his chair and towering over me.

"Huh?" I asked.

There was a time when we were competitive about everything. Whenever we worked out we tried to beat each other. More weight, more reps, more measurements. We used to do that cringe thing of posing in the big mirrors and seeing who looked bigger, but we'd calmed down since then, and we definitely never went so far as measuring dicks.

"Come on mate, if you're so sure get it out and let's see" he insisted, and with a quick move he grabbed the waistband of his baggy shorts and slid them down. His long penis flopped out and swung in the air right in front of me.

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