Gym Buddies ♡
˚ʚ♡ɞ˚ tags: nsfw, gym!leon, gym!chris, gymgirlie!reader, p*rn w/ no plot, oral (both receiving), threesome, public area (but let’s assume there’s literally no one there and y’all are gucci???), sloppy kissing, unprotected sex, creampies, muscles <3 ˚ʚ♡ɞ˚ wc: 3.2k ˚ʚ♡ɞ˚ note: hiiiii again ♡, here is another gym bro oneshot but this time we’re being greedy because why not both? also i had death island chris and re9 leon in mind (but maybe sprinkle of re4r...) ˚ʚ♡ɞ˚ more gym!leon (unrelated): gym crush ♡
The gym was empty except for the three of you, the low hum of the air conditioning and the occasional clank of plates the only sounds breaking the late-night silence. For months the three of you had been gym buddies, closing the place down together several nights a week, pushing each other through heavy sets, and letting the tension simmer. Flirtatious comments had grown bolder with every workout, lingering stares turning into heated glances that none of you bothered to hide anymore. Tonight, that tension finally snapped.
You finished your last sets, sweat glistening on your skin, your tank top clinging to your chest and leggings hugging every curve. Leon and Chris had been trading looks with you all evening, their comments growing filthier with every rep.
“You’re killing it tonight,” Chris said, wiping his face with the hem of his shirt and deliberately exposing the hard lines of his abs as he stepped closer. His voice was low, teasing. “Looking real fucking good while you do it.”
Leon smirked from your other side, blue eyes dark with intent. “Yeah? Bet she looks even better bent over.”
You laughed softly, heat pooling low in your belly, but before you could fire back, Chris was right in front of you, towering, broad-shouldered, his massive chest and thick arms filling your vision. He started talking about how you’d been teasing them with every squat, voice dropping lower as he described the way your ass looked when you lowered down. Then you felt it — warm, rough hands sliding around from behind. Leon’s palms cupped your tits firmly, squeezing the soft flesh, while one of his hands slid lower, pressing between your legs and rubbing slow, firm strokes over your pussy through the thin material of your leggings. His mouth found the sensitive skin of your neck at the same time, teeth grazing lightly as he felt how hot and already damp you were.
You gasped sharply, body jolting at the sudden contact.
Chris’s grin widened, eyes gleaming with dark hunger. “Fuck, listen to that pretty sound. You’ve been dying for this, haven’t you? We all have.” He didn’t wait for an answer. One big hand cupped your jaw, tilting your face up as he pulled you into a deep, hungry kiss. His tongue slid against yours, claiming your mouth with slow, deliberate strokes while Leon continued groping your tits and sucking hot, open-mouthed marks into your neck.
You melted instantly between them, sandwiched tightly in their overwhelming heat and size. Chris was a wall of solid muscle in front, his broad, sculpted chest pressing firmly against your breasts, the hard ridges of his abs flexing with every breath he took. Leon was just as imposing from behind, his tall, leaner but no less powerful frame molding against your back, his strong thighs bracketing yours. You could feel both of their hard, growing bulges, one thick and insistent against your stomach from Chris, the other grinding slowly against your ass from Leon — hot and heavy even through their gym shorts.
Your hands came up instinctively, palms sliding over Chris’s massive biceps and shoulders, feeling the way the thick cords of muscle bunched and shifted under your touch as he kissed you deeper. One hand drifted lower, tracing the defined lines of his pecs and the tight six-pack of his abdomen, the skin warm and slightly damp with sweat. Behind you, your other hand reached back to grip Leon’s forearm, fingers digging into the hard, veined muscle of his arm as he squeezed your tits, rolling your nipples through your tank top until you whimpered into Chris’s mouth.
They both were so big, solid — completely surrounding you, their combined scent of sweat, cologne, and raw masculinity making your head spin. Every shift of their bodies pressed their bulges more firmly against you, Chris’s thick cock twitching against your belly while Leon’s ground teasingly between your ass cheeks, letting you feel exactly how much they wanted this.
Your knees went weak, a needy little sound escaping as you pressed closer, lost in the overwhelming sensation of being trapped between two walls of hard, sculpted muscle.
They didn’t waste time after that. Chris broke the kiss just long enough to guide you toward the long bench in front of the wall-length mirror while Leon stayed glued to your back, hands never leaving your body. With effortless strength, Leon positioned you exactly how they wanted: hands braced on the bench, one knee up on the padded surface, the other foot planted on the floor for balance. Your back arched naturally, ass presented perfectly.
Chris stood in front of you, tall and broad, while Leon moved behind, his hands immediately roaming over your ass, squeezing the soft flesh through your leggings.
“Goddamn,” Leon muttered, voice rough. “Your ass is so fucking hot — you’re so fucking hot.” His fingers dug in harder, then you gasped as you heard the sharp rip of fabric as he tore your leggings open in one brutal motion. Cool air hit your soaked panties. “Look at you… we can tell you’ve been waiting for this.”
Chris’s hand petted your hair gently, thumb brushing your cheek as you looked up at him with hazy eyes. “You’re so pretty like this,” he murmured, voice warm despite the filth. “All red and needy.” He guided your head forward until your mouth pressed against the thick bulge straining his gym shorts. You licked over the fabric first, tasting salt and the faint musk of him, tongue dragging slow and deliberate along the thick outline of his cock.
You mouthed at him eagerly, lips parting to suck the head through the thin material until it was soaked with your spit. Chris groaned low, his fingers hooked around his waistband and tugged them off, his fingers immediately adjusting to a firm grip in your hair. His cock sprung out, flushed and veined, glistening with precum. His grip guided you back to his length, you licked over him eagerly at first, “That’s it… get it nice and wet for me.” Chris praised as you licked him from base to tip before swirling around his head.
Behind you, Leon dropped to his knees, mouth hot and insistent against your panties as he licked broad stripes over your clothed pussy, sucking the fabric into his mouth and tasting how drenched you already were. Leon finally yanked your ruined panties aside completely and buried his face fully into your dripping cunt. His tongue fucked into you with wet, obscene sounds, nose pressed tight against your asshole as he devoured you. Two thick fingers pushed inside next, curling hard against that spot that made your thighs shake, then a third joined, stretching you open while he sucked relentlessly on your swollen clit.
You were gagging and slurping messily on Chris when Leon suddenly pulled his fingers and mouth away. You whined desperately around the thick cock in your mouth, hips twitching back for more.
“Shh, not yet,” Leon said, standing. You felt the blunt, heavy head of his cock nudge your soaked entrance, then glide in smoothly with one long, slow push. Your walls parted easily around his girth, taking every inch until he bottomed out with a deep, satisfied groan, hips flush against your ass. He stayed there for a moment, letting you feel how full you were, his cock twitching inside you, before he started thrusting, deep, steady strokes that made wet, filthy sounds echo through the empty gym.
Chris straightened, still praising you softly. “You’re taking him so well, baby. Look at you… such a mess for us already, cum and spit all over your pretty face.”
He cupped your jaw gently with one large hand, tilting your head up so you could meet his eyes even while Leon continued pounding into you from behind. “You want Leon to cum inside you, don’t you? Feel him pump that hot load deep in your pussy?” His voice was low and coaxing, thumb brushing over your swollen lower lip as you drooled around his cock. “It’s gonna feel so fucking good when he fills you up — warm and thick, leaking out of you for hours. You’re gonna take every drop like a good girl, right?”
You could barely form words, only managing a desperate, drooling nod as your eyes fluttered. “Please…” you whimpered, voice broken and needy.
Leon’s rhythm grew frantic behind you, hips snapping harder, hands groping and spreading your ass cheeks wide so he could watch his cock disappear into your creamy, stretched pussy. “Love this fucking ass,” he growled, voice strained. “So tight and wet… gripping me like you don’t want me to pull out.” Each thrust was punctuated by the sharp slap of skin on skin, his balls hitting your clit as he drove deeper.
One of his hands slid around your hip, fingers finding your swollen clit. He started rubbing tight, firm circles over the sensitive bundle of nerves, the added stimulation making your whole body jerk and clench around him.
Chris groaned above you, still feeding his thick cock slowly in and out of your mouth, spit dripping down your chin. “Fuck, listen to her. She’s getting so close already. You wanna cum on Leon’s cock, baby? You need it so bad, don’t you?”
Leon leaned over your back, breath hot against your ear as he kept pounding into you and working your clit without mercy. “That’s it, good girl… squeeze around me just like that. You’re doing so fucking well taking both of us. Gonna let you cum soon, but you have to earn it — keep sucking Chris nice and sloppy while I ruin this pussy.”
You tried to moan around Chris’s cock in response, but the sound came out as a wet, choked gag, tears streaming down your cheeks as you drooled helplessly. Chris’s hand petted your hair gently even as he pushed a little deeper. “Shh, we know. You don’t have to answer, sweetheart. Just keep choking on my dick like the pretty little mess you are. Leon’s gonna make you cum so hard if you keep gripping him this tight.”
Leon’s fingers sped up on your clit, voice dropping lower. “Feel that? Right there… cum for us whenever you’re ready, baby. We’ve got you. Just let go and soak my cock while Chris fills your throat.”
Tears pricked harder at the corners of your eyes from the overwhelming fullness. You were so close, right on the razor’s edge, thighs trembling violently as Leon’s cock hammered into you and his fingers worked your clit relentlessly.
Chris gently guided your head back down, pushing until your nose pressed firmly against his pelvis, holding you there as his thick cock pulsed and he spilled down your throat with a low, guttural curse. Thick ropes of cum flooded your mouth at the exact same moment your orgasm crashed over you. You came hard around Leon’s cock, walls squeezing and fluttering tightly around his thrusting length, milking him as you swallowed convulsively around Chris. Some of his load still leaked from the corners of your lips, mixing with your drool.
Chris groaned deeply, petting your hair. “That’s it… good girl. Cum while you’re choking on my load. Fuck, you’re squeezing Leon so fucking tight.”
Leon let out a strained moan behind you, feeling your pussy clamp down on him like a vice. “Holy shit — yes, just like that. Good fucking girl, creaming all over my cock while Chris fills your throat. Take it all, baby.”
He finally buried himself to the hilt with a guttural groan, hips stuttering as he came hard. Thick, hot pulses of cum flooded your pussy, so much that it started leaking out around his cock almost immediately. He gave a few final shallow thrusts, grinding deep to push every last drop inside you while Chris watched with dark, satisfied eyes.
You trembled between them, utterly spent and leaking, as both men held you close for a moment, murmuring soft praises and pressing lazy kisses to your sweat-slick skin. “Such a good girl for us…”
Before you could even catch your breath, Chris hauled you up effortlessly. Your arms and legs wrapped around his massive frame as he lifted you like you weighed nothing, your back arching as he held you in the air. Your thighs rested over his thick forearms, pussy still clenching and dripping Leon’s cum down your folds. Chris’s cock, already hard again and even thicker than Leon’s, nudged your slick, cum-filled entrance.
He slid in with one smooth, powerful thrust, stretching you wider around his girth and forcing a broken cry from your throat as he bottomed out deep inside you. The wet squelch of Leon’s load being pushed deeper was downright filthy.
You were sideways to the wall-length mirror now. If you turned your head, you could see everything in explicit detail — Chris’s powerful body holding you up, his thick cock buried deep inside your cum-filled pussy, your own wrecked, flushed expression with tear-streaked cheeks and swollen lips.
Leon stepped close, grabbing your chin to pull you into a deep, filthy kiss while Chris fucked up into you with steady, punishing strokes. His cock dragged against every sensitive spot, the wet squelch of Leon’s cum being pushed deeper with every thrust making it even filthier. “Look at yourself,” Leon murmured against your lips, then turned your head toward the mirror with a firm grip on your hair. “Watch how good you look getting fucked, taking that thick cock while you’re still leaking my load.”
You moaned helplessly, eyes locked on the reflection. In the mirror you could see everything so clearly: both strong, powerful men surrounding you — Leon’s lean, sculpted body pressed against your side, one hand tangled in your hair, the other on your hip, while Chris held you up like you weighed nothing. Chris’s massive muscles flexed and rippled with every powerful thrust — broad shoulders, thick biceps bulging as he gripped your thighs, his carved abs tightening and his chest heaving. The sight of their raw strength combined with your own wrecked, flushed body made your head spin even more.
Your nails dug into Chris’s back and biceps, scratching desperately as you tried to hold on, leaving red marks across his sweat-slick skin while your body jolted with each deep stroke.
Chris was growling praises between thrusts, voice rough with lust. “Fuck, you’re so dirty for us… this pussy is creaming so fucking much around me. Want me to fill you up too, huh? Want both of us dripping deep inside you, mixing together?”
You could barely respond, voice broken and breathless, but you still managed a desperate, whimpering “Please… yes, please fill me up—”
Both men chuckled lowly at how desperate and needy you sounded, the deep, amused sounds vibrating against your skin.
Leon kept kissing and biting along your neck, one hand slipping between you to rub tight circles on your clit while Chris’s thick cock wrecked you. Their combined praise and the obscene sight in the mirror pushed you over the edge hard, your orgasm crashing through you as you clenched and fluttered violently around Chris, a gush of wetness soaking his cock and thighs.
But Leon didn’t stop. His fingers kept working your oversensitive clit as Chris kept thrusting through your spasms. Leon’s voice was low and commanding against your ear, teeth grazing your skin.
“Cum again for us, baby. Give us another one. You can take it.”
You were borderline crying from the overwhelming pleasure, tears slipping down your flushed cheeks as your body shook. “I can’t—” you whimpered brokenly, voice hoarse and wrecked.
“Yes you can,” Chris growled, hips still snapping up into you. “You’re gonna cum again on my cock like a good girl. We’re not done with you yet.”
Leon’s mouth moved to the other side of your neck, sucking a fresh mark while Chris leaned in and captured your lips in a deep, open-mouthed, sloppy kiss, tongues sliding messily together. They took turns, Chris devouring your mouth with deep, possessive strokes of his tongue, then pulling back just enough for Leon to immediately crash his lips against yours. Spit already coated your chin and glistened on your swollen lips from the messy exchange, strings of it stretching and breaking between your mouths as they passed you back and forth.
Their kisses grew wetter, sloppier, tongues sliding together with yours in a three-way tangle when they both leaned in at once, mouths barely parting as spit dribbled freely from the corners of your joined lips, coating your chin in shiny rivulets that ran down to where your bodies slapped together. You could barely breathe between the hungry, starving kisses, just whimpering and drooling helplessly while their hands and cocks kept pushing you higher.
“Cum for us, baby, cum on my cock again,” Chris mumbled hotly against your lips between kisses, his voice low and rough as his tongue licked into your mouth once more. “That’s it, good girl… let us feel you squeeze.”
Leon pulled back just enough to growl against your spit-slick mouth, “Come on, sweetheart, give us one more. You’re doing so fucking good, such a perfect little slut for us.” Then his lips were on yours again, swallowing your broken whimpers as he tasted Chris on your tongue.
The filthy praise poured into your mouth with every messy kiss — “So tight… gonna cum so pretty for us,” “Fuck, you’re creaming all over him, baby,” “That’s our good girl, take it deeper” — until the pressure became too much. Your third orgasm slammed into you even harder than the last, ripping a sobbing cry from your throat that they both devoured with their mouths. Your walls clamped down violently around Chris’s thick cock, gushing messily around him as your whole body convulsed between them, tears streaming freely down your face while they kept kissing you through every shattering wave, mumbling more praise straight onto your tongue.
Chris kept fucking you through the intense spasms, his rhythm growing erratic as he chased his own release. His grip on your thighs tightened, thick muscles flexing hard as his breaths turned into low, guttural groans against your lips.
“Fuck… you feel so good squeezing me like that,” he rasped, voice strained. “You want my cum now, baby? Want me to fill this messy pussy up too? Tell me you want it dripping out of you with Leon’s.”
Leon’s fingers never slowed on your oversensitive clit, his mouth brushing hot against your ear as he growled, “Take it all for us, sweetheart. Gonna take every thick drop of his load deep inside you. Be a good girl and milk his cock, let him fill you nice and full.”
You could only whimper and nod desperately, still trembling from the aftershocks, your voice a broken mess as another weak “Please… fill me—” slipped out between sloppy kisses.
That was all it took. With a deep, animalistic groan, Chris slammed up into you one final time, burying himself to the hilt as he came hard. Heavy, hot ropes of cum pumped deep into your already-filled pussy, mixing with Leon’s load until it was too much, thick white streaks immediately leaking out around his throbbing cock and dripping down your thighs. He ground into you slowly, pushing every last pulse inside while Leon kept murmuring praise against your skin.
You trembled between them, utterly spent, as both men held you close, murmuring soft praises and pressing lazy kisses to your sweat-slick skin.
“Such a good girl for us…”
