Bro's Protein Shake
The metallic clang of weights being racked echoed through the nearly empty gym as Cody and Y/N finished their final set. Their muscles burned with that satisfying ache that comes from pushing past your limits. Beads of sweat glistened on their chests and arms under the harsh fluorescent lights.
"Damn, that was intense." Y/N said, wiping his forehead with the back of his hand as he grabbed his yellow water bottle.
Cody leaned against the weight rack, his breathing still heavy from the exertion. "You're telling me. Haven't had a workout like that in weeks." His eyes scanned over Y/N's physique, taking in the defined muscles glistening with sweat. "You've been putting in work."
A smirk played on Y/N's lips. "So have you." He stepped closer, lowering his voice. "You know, there's something about this post-workout rush that gets me... energized in other ways too."
Cody's eyebrow raised, his interest clearly piqued. "Oh yeah? What kind of other ways?"
Without breaking eye contact, Y/N's hand moved to Cody's chest, fingers tracing the sweat-slicked muscles. "The kind that doesn't involve weights." He glanced around the empty gym. "Locker room's empty."
Cody's lips curved into a knowing smile. "Lead the way."
The locker room was quiet save for their footsteps and the distant hum of the building's ventilation system. Steam still hung in the air from earlier showers, creating a hazy atmosphere. Y/N guided Cody to the far end of the locker rows, where the shadows were deepest.
Without another word,Y/N dropped to his knees in front of Cody, his hands already working at the drawstring of Cody's gym shorts. The anticipation was electric, the air thick with the scent of sweat and masculine desire.
When Cody's hard length sprang free, Y/N didn't hesitate. He took Cody into his mouth with practiced expertise, his tongue swirling around the sensitive head before taking him deeper. Cody's head fell back against the cool metal lockers, a low groan escaping his lips as Y/N's warm mouth enveloped him completely.
"Fuck!" Cody breathed, his fingers tangling in Y/N's hair. "Just like that."
Y/N worked him with an intensity that matched their earlier workout, his movements rhythmic and purposeful. Each flick of his tongue, each deep swallow sent waves of pleasure coursing through Cody's body. The adrenaline from their exercise was still pumping through their veins, heightening every sensation.
Cody's hips began to move instinctively, thrusting gently into Y/N's willing mouth. The wet sounds of Y/N's enthusiastic sucking filled the empty locker room, mingling with Cody's increasingly ragged breaths and whispered curses.
"Shit, I'm close." Cody warned, his grip tightening in Y/N's hair.
Y/N responded by taking him even deeper, his throat constricting around Cody's length as he swallowed. That was all it took. Cody's body tensed, his back arching away from the lockers as he released into Y/N's mouth with a guttural moan.
Y/N swallowed everything Cody gave him, his tongue cleaning Cody's sensitive length before pulling away with a satisfied smirk. He looked up at Cody from his position on the floor, his own arousal evident through his shorts.
"Better than a protein shake," Y/N said with a grin.
Cody laughed, pulling Y/N to his feet. "Definitely." He pressed his lips against Y/N's in a hungry kiss, tasting himself on Y/N's tongue. "Your turn now."
