Going to gym together!

Friday night buzzed in the dorm. Alex sat at his desk. Homework open, but mind elsewhere. Riley moved around. Pulled on workout gear. Tight tank top hugged her chest. Sports bra underneath. Leggings stretched over thighs. Strong legs. Ass firm.

She zipped her bag. "Gym time."

Alex looked up. Heart raced. Now or never. "Hey, Riley. Can I come with? Never been to the campus one. Could use a spotter."

She paused. Eyebrow raised. "You? Gym?"

"Yeah," he said. Stood. "Wanna try. Build some muscle. You seem like you know your way."

Riley shrugged. "Sure. If you can keep up. Grab shorts."

Excitement hit. Alex changed quick. Loose shirt. Gym shorts. They walked out together. Campus paths lit soft. Cool air.

"Why the sudden interest?" Riley asked. Hands in pockets.

"Mike's out," Alex said. "Need new workout buddy. Plus, after what you shared... wanna hang more."

She nodded. "Cool. No pressure."

Gym loomed. Glass doors. Weights clanged inside. They swiped in. Locker area first. Riley stashed her bag. Alex did same.

"Start with cardio?" she suggested. Pointed to treadmills.

"Yeah." They mounted machines. Side by side. Riley set pace. Fast walk turned jog.

Alex matched. Sweat beaded quick. Her form perfect. Breaths steady. Tank dampened. Cleavage peeked.

"Good," she said. "Keep rhythm."

He nodded. Grinned. "You're a natural coach."

She laughed light. First time he heard it. Warm.

Twenty minutes. They slowed. Moved to weights. Riley showed form. "Squats first. Feet shoulder width."

She demonstrated. Ass dropped low. Legs flexed. Power.

Alex tried. Wobbled. She adjusted. Hand on his hip. "Straight back."

Touch electric. Her fingers firm. He pushed up. Felt stronger.

"Better," she said. Stepped back.

They rotated. Bench press. Riley spotted. Leaned over. Breasts close to his face. Scent of sweat. Clean.

"Push," she urged. Voice low.

He lifted. Eyes on her. Imagined peeling that top. Sucking nipples. Her cock stirring below.

Sets done. They hit free weights. Curls. Riley's arms toned. Biceps popped.

"Your turn," she said. Watched him.

Alex curled. Burned good. She nodded approval.

Break time. Water fountain. They drank. Stood close.

"This fun," Alex said. Wiped mouth.

"Yeah," Riley agreed. "Didn't expect you to stick. Most guys quit early."

"Not me." He flexed joke. She chuckled.

Mats next. Core work. Planks. Riley held steady. Abs tight. Shirt rode up. Skin smooth.

Alex joined. Shook after thirty seconds. "Damn."

"Breathe," she coached. "Engage core."

He pushed. Made it. High five when done.

Gym thinned out. They cooled down. Stretches. Riley bent forward. Hamstrings. Ass outlined in leggings.

Alex stretched beside. Glanced. Bulge faint. Her cock soft. Balls tucked. Heat rushed south.

"Good job," she said. Stood. "Shower here? Or dorm?"

"Dorm," he replied. Didn't trust himself.

Walk back quiet. Comfortable. Shared glances.

In room, they unpacked. Riley peeled shirt. Bra exposed. Back to him. He stared. Muscles flexed.

"Thanks for coming," she said. Turned. Smile.

"Anytime," Alex said. Meant it.

She showered first. Water ran. Alex sat. Dick half-hard. Thought of her soaping. Hand gliding over cock. Making it stiff.

He waited turn. Cold shower for him. Tamed the urge.

Night settled. They ate snacks. Talked classes. Books. Laughter easy.

"We should do this weekly," Riley said. Stretched on bed.

"Deal," Alex agreed. Inside, thrilled. Closer now. Body to body at gym. Secrets shared.

Sleep came fast. Dreams of her. Sweaty. Cock hard. Him on knees. Tasting.

Morning light. Alex woke happy. Riley still slept. Face soft. He watched. Wanted more.

Gym bonded them. Good time. Start of something.

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