[pt. 1](https://www.reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/11xpnin/my_gym_crush_pt_1_mm_femboy_20s_masturbation/)
[pt. 2](https://www.reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/11ykvmw/my_gym_crush_pt_2_mm_femboy_20s_masturbation/)
Dylan woke up the next morning in a haze. He checked his phone to make sure it hadn’t just been in his head.
There, in Reddit, were the messages. There was the profile. And there, in his camera reel, were the photos and videos of another man that he’d jacked off to.
The man was dressed like a woman, sure. But Dylan had seen the pictures of that very real, imposing cock.
There was a new message from the guy. “It’s cool if I’m not your type. I promise I won’t be weird if we run into each other at the gym”
Dylan realized he had never messaged back. He’d been distracted cleaning himself up last night and then had passed out.
He looked again at the profile and found the pics of the guy in red lingerie. Dylan immediately got hard.
“Fucking morning wood,” he grumbled as he squirted lotion into his left hand. He bit his lip as he swiped through the photos and stared at the legs and ass and torso on his screen. He tried to avoid looking too long at the cock until he finally swiped to a video of this feminine figure jacking off and ejaculating onto a mirror.
The video made Dylan cum in sync.
He cleaned up and went about his day. He pretended to focus in class, but he couldn’t get his mind off of this person. What were the odds that his gym crush would see his posts, like them enough to message him, but then turn out to be a man?
Going to the gym that night was the hardest it had ever been. Harder than when he had been sore or exhausted or hungover. He was so anxious about how to interact with this person. What would Dylan say?
He took a deep breath as he swiped his student ID and walked inside. His crush wasn’t there yet, so he went about his routine. He started with biceps curls, but he was distracted. He kept looking around to see if they’d shown up.
As he worked out, Dylan came up with the perfect way to break the ice. He’d wait to do bench presses until this mystery person got there and he’d ask them to spot him.
But as the evening went on, his crush never showed.
Back at his apartment, Dylan flopped on his bed. He didn’t bother posting anything to Snap or Insta. He went straight to Reddit and tapped on the profile from last night. No new posts. No comments.
Dylan took off his shirt and lay down on the bed. He tugged down his waistband until it exposed his pelvis and just barely covered his dick. He took a picture showing everything from the neck down and posted it to the same subreddit as before.
The title was “My gym crush wasn’t there tonight. Here’s what I wanted them to see”
The DMs trickled in, and Dylan read them as he went back to the other person’s profile and found more lingerie pics. He was hard again and absentmindedly rubbed his cock through his joggers. Eventually he got to some older posts that weren’t thirst traps. They were mostly memes or pictures of a pet cat.
He chuckled at one of the memes. A notification came that he’d received a new message from the other account.
>Am…I the gym crush? Sorry I missed the view :P
Source: reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/11znmt3/my_gym_crush_pt_3_mm_20s_masturbation_femboy