[pt. 1](https://www.reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/11xpnin/my_gym_crush_pt_1_mm_femboy_20s_masturbation/) | [pt. 8](https://www.reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/124y1e7/my_gym_crush_pt_8_mm_20s_femboy_straight_to_gay/)
It was bitterly cold outside, so Dylan waited just inside the gym. He hadn’t gone running in about two years, but he figured he could probably keep up with Alex. At least for a while.
He got extremely sweaty when he jogged, so he just wore some joggers and a black hoodie. He didn’t want to get overheated, but he was expecting the first few minutes to be uncomfortably cold.
He watched people come in and out of the gym while he anxiously checked his phone. He recognized a few of the regulars, and he nodded to one of the guys he would spot for.
A cute girl walked in and looked lost for a moment. She wore dark blue leggings and a “WOLVES” sweatshirt. Her eyes found his, and she smiled.
“Dylan?”
“Oh! Wow, I’ve never seen you without the mask.”
Alex’s hair was up in a ponytail, and it was only with close scrutiny that Dylan could see the traces of his masculine features: a slight Adam’s apple, a nose a little larger than you’d expect on a woman. But more than any of that, Alex was just a beautiful person. His neck was long and elegant, and his features sharp. His warm smile felt inviting, but his keen, piercing eyes made Dylan slightly uneasy, like Alex could see straight through him.
“Oh yeah,” Alex said with a grin. “I never did get good at running with a mask.”
Even Alex’s voice obscured his gender, hanging somewhere between tenor and alto. Alex smiled a little sheepishly, and Dylan realized he must have been staring too intensely. He went in for a hug and felt a thrill as their bodies pressed together. Alex smelled sweet and floral.
“You look really nice. That’s a great color for you,” Dylan mumbled.
Alex looked down at his leggings. “Thanks! But I feel like blue looks good on anybody. Nice joggers,” Alex said as he looked Dylan over.
Dylan blushed and scratched his head. “Thanks.”
“So, um, you ready? Shall we?” Alex asked.
“Yeah, let’s go!”
The air was so cold it burned, and Dylan shivered as he stumbled into a trot.
“I usually just circle campus, if that works for you,” said Alex. “Unless you have a route you like.”
“No, that sounds great.” Dylan was pleased to find that he could keep pace with Alex. It was so fucking cold outside that the air practically forced his body to run. Dylan was never a serious runner, but it seemed to him that Alex had good form. At the very least, his butt looked amazing as he ran.
“So tell me about this bad date,” Dylan puffed.
Alex shook his head and laughed. “Oh man. Yeah. So I went to high school with this guy, but we weren’t really friends. But you know, people change or whatever. We matched on an app, and I was surprised because I thought he was straight. He had a reputation with girls. But I guess now it was stories of how he would eat girls out. Anyway. I’m getting ahead of myself. You okay? We can slow down.”
Now that Dylan had adjusted to the cold, he realized that he absolutely could not keep up with Alex.
“Sorry. I—” Dylan gasped. “It’s this air. Fuck, it’s freezing!” He went into a coughing fit.
“Here. Let’s take a break.” They sat down on a wooden bench, with Alex settling in very close. “It *is* freezing. I wish I’d brought a heavier coat.” He crossed his legs, with his right foot brushing against Dylan’s leg.
“Sorry, you were saying the guy was straight?”
“Oh, yeah. And he was really aggressive. Like, interrogating me about my sexual history while we were out in public. And being *super* forward. But all in a very juvenile way, you know? Like he’s the kind of guy who hears ‘sixty-nine’ and laughs unironically. Like, not in a ‘69, heh, nice’ way. But like actually laughing like a middle schooler who’d just been let in on the joke. Anyway. We got back to my place, and he immediately started going at it.” Alex’s voice got a little lower as a woman walked by.
“But it became pretty clear that he had erectile dysfunction, and I guess he tried to get with me because he thought it would be easier with a guy? I don’t know. He was confused and frustrated. He left and I messaged him to see if he wanted to talk about anything, and he just asked me what type of vibrator I have.”
“What type of vibrator?”
Alex blushed. “Yeah, that’s a whole other story. *Anyway*. Now that I’ve completely over shared with my gym buddy…tell me about yourself, Dylan! What year are you? What’s your major? And do you wanna start jogging again? I’m freezing!”
Dylan looked down. “Can I be totally honest with you?”
Alex’s face looked concerned and earnest. “Of course.”
“I, uh. This is embarrassing. Fuck. I actually can’t run for shit. I said I loved it because I wanted to hang out with you, and I wanted you to think I was cool or whatever. But I can’t keep up with you. It’s not just the cold air.”
Alex laughed. “That’s totally ok, Dylan.”
“Thank god. But do you want to walk for a while? I do feel like I need to keep moving.”
“Yeah, that sounds great! What if we walk to the stadium parking lot, and then I’ll just sprint a few laps. That sound okay?”
“Perfect.”
(These character count restrictions are killing me! [Here’s what was meant to be included in this post.](https://www.reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/126bisg/my_gym_crush_pt_10_mm_20s_femboy_straight_to_gay/))
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