Maddox POV
Fuck- why won't it just stay down?
I tighten my grip around my cock and lean my head against the shower was as I kept up the pace around my length, stoking myself harder, and faster to drive out the frustration that just wouldn't leave.
I wasn't sexually frustrated as I slept with someone not two nights ago, so what the fuck was wrong with my dick every time I saw that puny little shit face pop into my head.
It was becoming a fucking issue that whenever I saw him enter the gym my dick would twitch in my shorts, which to me was just something I didn't understand because I wasn't gay.
I wasn't attracted to him, I didn't get that butterfly shit, I felt nothing looking at him so then why was I jerking off to him in the showers? The whole thing was driving me crazy.
I've never wanted to fuck a guy before, but now I'm starting to think that's what I need to do to stop all these thoughts of him, invading my fucking sleep of all things, ever since last night when I dropped him off, he's all I thought of.
It wasn't sexual either, for the first time in years I was genuinely curious about him, even going as far as to google the fucking guy, only to get nothing out of it other than feeling like a damn creep for stalking him online.
He's fucking 18, and I'm almost 31, this just doesn't happen in your thirties, I had never questioned my sexuality before, because I didn't need to, I loved having sex with girls, fuck it didn't matter if they were big or small, small tits or big, I loved them all.
Not once had I thought about being with a guy, but Theo could be someone I wouldn't mind ramming my monster into.
Look at me, getting ahead of myself, he's not even into me like that.
I must be losing my damn mind.
Finishing up, not feeling any better with myself I decide to just head on home, unsatisfied with what I just did in the shower room, not feeling fulfilled from just my hand.
The week was passing quick, and the days started to blur together, I didn't have anyone to train other than John who's competing today, Friday and Theo, who I had at four for an hour, apart from that I worked with my trainer to get into shape for my upcoming fight next month.
I'd be watching John fight, hoping that he picked up anything I taught him and used it for a fucking change, that and I didn't feel like staying home with my hand wrapped around my cock, thinking of a certain someone.
I disgusted myself how little I gave a shit about what I was doing, if anything I had never felt more turned on, and horny, then I was when I thought about the things I could do to him, fuck, it made the days go faster.
I had gotten lots of offers this week, heck, I could've populated a small country with the women who were coming onto me in just one day at the gym, but I just wasn't in the mood for it.
It was nearing four and Theo would be walking through those doors any minute now, I should feel bad about how I used him to get off, but no guilty emotion came, if anything I was looking forward to our training sessions together.
I wasn't going to think too much into why I felt this way, it'd only make my head spin going around in circles to why I felt like this.
My phone started buzzing in my pocket, as I most likely got a text, so I grab my phone from my pocket and see who it was texting me.
It was a number I had saved under Theo Banks.
Theo: Hi Maddox, it's Theo, I won't be able to make it today... I'm sorry for taking this long to tell you, I haven't been feeling well, and I only just woke up, sorry again, I will be back next week
He's sick? I saw him Thursday and he looked fine, a little beat up but fine, I didn't get any feeling that he wasn't feeling right, if anything he was into throwing me on the mat and putting me into a headlock.
So, he's not coming, now what the fuck am I going to do? I had an hour free.
I should be pissed off, I hated when clients did this just minutes before a session, but I was more curious why he was sick, and wonder if he ate something, if it's true that he just woke up.
Maybe I could just leave and drop by, it's not like I had anything else to do beside this lesson with him, that was now cancelled.
No, that's fucking creepy Maddox, he'd obvious be burdened having my ass show up out the blue with food, plus it wasn't like we were friends, our relationship was professional.
I shot him a text back, sitting on the edge of the ring.
Me: Focus on getting better, I'll see you next week if you're up for it, just keep me posted
With that, I dropped it and put my phone back in my pocket, only for it to buzz seconds later, making me grab it again and see that he had text me back.
I open his text and read what he wrote, snorting out once I read it.
Theo: Thank you, I'm sorry again, I hope this doesn't affect my training
Me: I'll get you back on track, don't worry about it
This guy, he might look like a weak guy, short and skinny, but he was determined alright, I liked that about him, it was refreshing even though he was new to the scene, I really felt like I could make him into a decent fighter.
Theo: I can't wait 😊
"Pft." I snort out, sighing and closing my eyes shut as a familiar feeling comes over me.
I look down at my shorts and groan out and lay down on the ring mat, holding my head in my hands as I start laughing, thinking I might be losing my damn mind right now.
I couldn't train this guy if I could barely control my dick, and if that happens this is going to become a big problem for me in the long run.
I wonder what it was about him that just did it for me? Sure, he was alright looking, plain face with nice eyes, not a bad jawline, he was skin and bones and pale, he was the opposite of me.
Not to mention he was short, he didn't have any hair on his face, he was practically a girl to me at this point, so what the fuck was I doing getting hard over him for?
He was a guy.
He did look cute when he blushed though, I always thought men blushing was just creepy, but it didn't look bad on him, I thought it was even funny until I saw him on the machine Tuesday, talking to the new girl who joined the self-defense lesson along with him.
Just watching him talk to girls was painful, it was obvious the guy had never been with one the way he lit up like a Christmas tree and then ran away, even though it looked like she was into him.
He was an awkward guy, kept to himself and there was no presence of him online, which made me wonder if he even had any friends looking after him right now.
When I dropped him off Saturday his house was dark, and it was already half five, doesn't he have parents live with him? More importantly, do they not give a shit that he shows up with fresh bruises?
It annoyed me the more I thought about this guy.
He was being bullied, I wasn't a fucking idiot, I knew the signs, as did Rick, the people that came to Rick for self-defense lessons were people going through shit, whether it be a stalker or just wanting to feel safe, but I didn't get that from Theo.
He wanted to get strong, and I admired that, I wasn't going to pity a guy who was fighting to survive, which is why I still stick to my word in not getting involved unless he asked for help, he had his pride, and I had mine.
Still, what was he doing right now? His parents wouldn't be home, so I bet he's playing those nerdy fucking games he mentioned.
Screw it, I grabbed my phone from beside me on and clicked on his name and decided to just fucking text him, it wasn't that weird, even so, the guys a fan, and I was going to use that to know more about him.
Me: You owe me an hour
I waited patiently for his reply, and two minutes later it came, making me grin as I clicked on his name.
Theo: What do you mean? 😥
My dick started to twitch as I typed in my reply, whilst thinking of all the things I could do in an hour with Theo in arms reach, all the sick things my mind shouldn't shut up about whenever his face popped up in my mind.
Me: What you doing right now?
I sat up and adjusted myself in my boxers, waiting for him to reply to me I got down and walked to my office and grabbed my bag, keys and wallet.
My phone buzzed and I looked at what he typed.
Theo: Uh... nothing, I just got out of bed 😓
I took a moment to think about what I was doing, going over the pros and cons of my actions of phoning him instead of texting, yet despite how something like this could potentially fuck me in the future, I chose to just fucking do it.
I pressed the call button on his name and put the phone to my ear and waited.
One ring, two, three, until finally on the fifth ring he picked up, making me sigh out, as I was sure he wouldn't pick up because of how fucking random it was.
"H-Hello?" His quiet voice came out, making me grin.
"It's me." I said, before rolling my eyes as he probably saved my number.
Turning my light off in my office, I grabbed my stuff and locked up the gym, keeping the phone to my ear. "Since you owe me an hour, you need to keep me company until your time is up." I said, not ashamed of how messed up and manipulative that sounded.
The line goes quiet just as I turn the basement lights off and head for the second exit leading to the underground car park, where I parked my car.
"O-Oh, I guess I could, b-but right now?" He stuttered out nervously as I got into my car and turned it on.
I put my earphones in and connected them to my phone so I could talk to him without being caught with my phone in my hand whilst driving.
"You said you were free."
"I am, it's just I-I..." There was a pause. "I was going to shower." He said shyly as I picture his cheeks going red.
I drove out of the carpark and went into the direction of my apartment. "So? My time is precious, and you owe me, Theo."
I was being a bastard, but I was having fun teasing him as the line went quiet again, as I could just picture him getting all worried for no reason, the guy was a walking puppy, always looking at me like he did something wrong.
"Have you been trying out your diet?" I asked curiosity.
"Ugh..." He mumbled out. "Y-Yeah well... kind of, I haven't really moved that much, but I tried one of the recipes you suggested." He said, louder this time.
"Oh yeah, which one?"
"T-The chicken salad... with carrots." He said, making me laugh at how his voice cringed out the word 'carrots'.
Fuck, I was way over my head phoning this guy, now there was no going back, I had just screwed myself getting tangled with this kid and pushing myself in his life like this, for reasons beyond my control.
Might as well have a bit of fun with him, I've already jacked off to him several times, what more could I possibly do to make this situation any worse.