Lockdown Master -- Part 1
It had been an eventful year for Adam. He had sold his online marketing business to a competitor, expecting to have to stay on for 2 years. After 3 months, the new owners felt that it would be better for him to leave sooner rather than later to give the new Managing Director free reign. He was therefore sitting on a pile of cash and had signed a contract agreeing not to work in the industry for at least a year.
The unexpected free time gave Adam lots of time to think about life in general and his plan to buy an apartment and move in with Luke, his partner of 2 years, didn't seem like such a good idea upon closer inspection. It wasn't so much that they had drifted apart as drifted into friendship. The passion had definitely waned and Adam feared that moving in together would kill off their sex life altogether.
Adam picked their regular Friday night date at a local brasserie to break the news that he did not want them to move in together. After a couple of cocktails for Dutch courage, Adam launched into his prepared speech about their future together. He expected a shocked reaction, maybe even tears, but instead a look of pure relief spread over Luke's face as he realised where Adam was heading and he blurted out "I've been thinking the same thing, I just didn't know how to tell you." Now it was Luke's turn to look relieved. He was truly glad not to be leaving Luke heartbroken.
"Let's face it, Adam," Luke continued, "we're both looking for the same thing in the bedroom -- the other guy to take charge -- and neither of us are that masterful." Adam, as the notional top in their relationship, was about to protest that he could be masterful in the sack, but before he could speak, Luke held up his hand. "Don't start pretending you're all dom now, Adam -- I've seen your browsing history and there are quite a lot of pornos with a certain leather Master telling his slave boy EXACTLY what he's going to do him." Adam blushed, then laughed and called for more drinks.
Two months later Adam collected the keys to his new riverside apartment, free as a bird and ready to use his remaining gardening leave to launch himself back into the gay scene. The problem was, moving in day was 7th March 2020 and unbeknownst to him, his freedom would only last 2 weeks before the Covid lockdown spoilt all his plans.
By the third week of lockdown, Adam had had enough. He was bored of Zoom quizzes, was drinking too much and putting on weight with the excess of baked goods that everyone seemed to be producing. He was also horny as hell and seemed to have gone through the whole Pornhub catalogue. His only salvation was his daily bike ride -- allowed as his permitted form of exercise.
After one afternoon ride to the south side of the Thames, Adam was securing his bike in the underground car park of his apartment block, when a tall figure emerged from the shadows. Adam stopped in his tracks, one end of his bike lock still in his hand. He stared at the profusely sweating muscle god who was ambling towards him. "I see we've both taken advantage of our exercise window today" said the smiling stranger, whilst mopping his brow with a small towel that hung from his wide shoulders. Adam was too busy staring at the man's chest and the rivulets of sweat running down to his already soaked vest to reply, so the stranger continued, "I'm really missing weight training while the gyms are closed so I've been doing resistance bands down here instead."
Adam finally pulled himself together enough to speak, "well it looks like it's working," he ventured. The man laughed, "you have to work harder at my age to keep the form." Adam dragged his eyes upwards to study the man's face. It was hard to tell his age, but a few lines round his twinkly hazel eyes suggested mid to late forties -- 10 years older than Adam.
Adam was in a bit of a daze for the rest of the conversation, but he recalled a few key pieces of information as he headed up to his apartment. The Adonis-like neighbour was called Dan and he had offered to give Adam some training tips on losing the lockdown weight and building some muscle. His right arm muscles got a mini workout as soon as he got home when he threw off his shorts and wanked about Dan towering over him, ordering "Gimme 20 more."
The next morning, Adam was enjoying a leisurely coffee on his balcony when he spotted Dan walking his dog in the communal gardens. Every so often he would do a stretch after throwing the dog her ball and managed to look gracefully athletic while totally masculine. Just looking at him made Adam's cock stir, but his horny daydream was rudely interrupted by a pretty, petite blond woman coming out of the apartment building and blowing a kiss over to Dan. Damn it, a girlfriend! Adam had assumed his sexy neighbour was straight, but had indulged himself in an elaborate fantasy, where Dan was locked down alone, horny and would maybe agree to Adam sucking him off until he was free to visit girls again. He could just imagine Dan saying in his slightly cockney accent, "I'm not gay, mate, but you get bored with wanking, dontcha? And you are pretty good at it."
Adam moped around for 2 days and then got so bored he decided to start a fitness regime. After a smoothie he headed out into the communal garden for some press ups in the sun. After only about 15 he was already struggling and realised how unfit he had become. He determined to get to at least 50, but was only half way through when a shadow engulfed him and he saw 2 trainers on the ground directly in front of him. He looked up to see a grinning Dan, muscles rippling under a white vest. "Looks like you need a bit more practice" Dan observed, stepping forward so that his feet were directly under Adam's head. "We used to do this in the army if someone was flagging" continued Dan. "If you didn't keep your arms strong, you ended up kissing your mate's sweaty boots, or in this case trainers."
Adam blushed. As if Dan couldn't get any sexier, turned out he was an ex-soldier! Unlike Dan's old army buddies, Adam couldn't think of anything he would rather do at that moment than kiss the size 11 Pumas in front of him. He was still poised awkwardly at Dan's feet when he felt a strong arm under his, helping him to stand. "Come up to mine and we'll start on those tips I mentioned" he said when Adam was almost at eye level. "Won't your girlfriend mind you bringing a sweaty bloke back unannounced?" Adam replied. Dan looked puzzled, then grinned again. "Ah you saw Kelly the other day. She doesn't live with me -- she just popped round for some clothes she had left. She lives with her sister who has asthma, so we have to be really careful."
Best news I've heard all day, thought Adam as he followed Dan back into the building.
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