#jasonthread

[prestonlittle]

open to: anyone!

There was nothing like capping off an amazing workout with a nice, long, hot shower. Jason spent so much time sculpting his body into a perfect specimen of human excellence; the least he could do to reward himself was enjoy the little time he under the spray of water as it cascaded down his body, highlighting all of the incredible, rock-hard muscles underneath...

But he couldn’t stay in the shower forever. He didn’t want his skin to prune — that always grossed him the hell out. Once he got out, he tied a towel around his waist (which looked puny in comparison to his large mass) and proceeded towards the locker room to change back into his clothes. 

Just as he was almost to get out of his towel, however, he realized he wasn’t alone in the locker room like he thought he was... but not before letting the towel fall to the ground, revealing his massive cock to the unsuspecting voyeur. Whoops.

“Oh, hey,” he chuckles bashfully, rushing to pick up the towel and wrap it around himself, concealing what was left of his modesty. “I, uh... thought I was alone, sorry—”

[prestonlittle]

open to: anyone, but bottom-leaning fellas encouraged @mentorstarterblog​

Whew, what a day. Jason just went though hours of work —physical and otherwise— and all he wanted to do was sleep. As soon as he waltzed into his quarters, he (almost quite literally) collapsed onto his bed, but not before stripping off every last piece of clothing on his enormous body. (Jason obviously preferred sleeping in the nude, feeling the soft draperies of his bed against his smooth, hairless skin...

But despite his tiredness, he couldn’t quite fall asleep. Not yet. Maybe he just had to tire himself out.

Sliding the covers off his body, his hand wanders down to his flaccid cock, which quickly grew harder and harder by the second as he began touching himself, thinking of that guy he saw in the showers earlier who nearly made him bust a load right then and there... specifically reminding himself how sexy that ass was, so soft and supple but toned in all the right places...

“Fuck—” Jason moans, gently working his shift in steady, firm stroke, feeling pre-come ooze out of the head when his fingers made contact there. Ever since the new term began, Jason was so focused on his work that he couldn’t even remember the last time he got off — either like this or with a partner. His hand couldn’t quite replicate the sensation of a tight, hot ass clenching around his dick, but this would just have to do for now...

But unbeknownst to him, Jason wasn’t exactly as alone as he thought he was. He forgot to lock the door upon entry, which itself was on the faultier side and prone to swaying slightly ajar, meaning anybody could have stumbled upon his intimate display of lust...