Performance Issues

‘I need to lie down for the rest of the day.’

You think to yourself as you take a shower at Brooke’s gym instead of at home. You and the girls skipped the post workout run back home as you’re all going to the health clinic to get Stella’s birth control pills after this. After you finish with your shower and wrap your waist with a towel, you exit the shower stall to find Chad as the only guy in the locker room.

“Hey, bro.” Chad greets upon seeing you.

“Hey, Chad.” you reply back, as you walk to your locker to get changed. You notice he’s just sitting down on the bench and hasn’t taken a shower yet, so he’s probably here just to talk to you.

“You need something, Chad?” you ask him.

“Oh-uh, I wanted to apologize if I was being nosy earlier. I know it’s none of my business, but Brooke’s—” Chad starts explaining, but you realize what he’s trying to say and cut him off from continuing.

“You don’t need to apologize. Brooke explained everything, and I think it’s really nice of you to look out for her.” you tell him.

“I’m glad you understand, bro.” Chad replies. You grab your stuff from your locker to get changed, and you notice Chad’s still just sitting there watching you, and it makes you uncomfortable.

“Hey-uh, you need something else, Chad?” you ask him.

“Oh-uh, sorry. Not really. I’m just… I wanted to ask, but if I’m being nosy again just tell me and I’ll stop—” Chad stutters, and you cut him off to encourage him to just ask and not be nervous. You’re baffled how much of a softie this guy must actually be to be nervous around you. “How’d you do it, bro?” Chad finally asks you.

“How’d I do what?” you ask him back, not getting his question.

“I mean, how’d you convince Brooke to be okay with it? How’d you convince your shorty to be okay with it? I can’t wrap my head around it. No offense, but you seem… normal.” Chad elaborates his curiosity. You stifle a laugh.

“I am normal, Chad. So, no offense taken. To answer your question, I didn’t convince them of anything. It’s actually the other way around.” you answer him, sounding like a complete douchebag in the process, despite only answering honestly.

“Bro!” Chad reacts in incredulity, and you chuckle at his reaction.

“Bro, that’s sick! So you’re shorty’s a ‘lesbians’? You cool with her hanging out with your daughter though? You’re daughter’s a hottie too, bro. Not gonna lie.” Chad asks you, still in disbelief.

“Cassie’s her name by the way, the girlfriend you’re referring to; and, no, she’s not ‘lesbians’. She’s just incredibly supportive and understanding. All my girlfriends are.” you answer him with a smile of disbelief that you’ve been so lucky.

“ALL your girlfriends!? How many do you have?” Chad asks, his ceiling for disbelief being broken with every sentence you’re uttering it seems.

“I guess to answer your other question earlier, I’m more than okay that Cassie hangs out with my daughter, Stella, since they’re best friends; and my daughter’s my girlfriend too, so the fact that they get along is important. My other girlfriend's name is Tanya. I’m guessing you know her since she knows you.” you answer him, and his jaw drop just boosts your ego even more.

“Tanya!? You’re bangin’ Tanya!? The latina MILF Brooke trains?” Chad exclaims.

“I’m dating Tanya, yes.” you confirm. It’s still weird to you that no one cares when you mention your daughter’s your girlfriend. You actually find it kinda funny now.

“Bro… Bro… Bro.” Chad kept repeating, but all in different tones. “I don’t say this often, but leave some for the rest of us!” Chad says with a laugh, and you can’t help but just laugh along with him because it’s not lost on you how lucky you are.

“Okay, now I know you’re doing something. Tanya? I heard from Brooke she doesn’t believe in relationships. Brooke? With the amount of times she’s been burnt, a dude with multiple girlfriends would probably be a giant red flag for her.” Chad points out. “Bro, what’s your secret?” Chad asks, genuinely curious. You’d like to answer honestly and just say magic, but you’re sure he wouldn’t believe you, and it’s probably best not to reveal that to everyone… but it actually sounds like a more believable reason than what you answer him.

“No secrets, Chad.” you answer him. “I’m just extremely fortunate to have supportive girlfriends. If there’s any secret, you’re going to have to ask my girlfriends why they trust me so much.” you add.

“Alright then, bro. Keep your secrets.” Chad says with a chuckle.

Was that… nah. Probably not.

“Anyway, other than genuine curiosity, is there another reason you asked me about it? It just feels like you shouldn’t have been as nervous asking about it as you were. I know it’s weird I’m dating three girls at the same time, so it’s normal to be curious about it. It just seemed like there was more you wanted to ask.” you tell him.

“Oh! Uh~, well…” Chad starts, going back to his nervous demeanor like before, and looking at the locker room door before continuing. “I-uh, I have a… condition that-uh, that… hmmm… that needs—” Chad struggles to reveal.

“Hey, if it’s personal and you don’t want to tell me, it’s cool.” you tell him, seeing how badly he’s struggling to tell you.

“Nah, bro. I actually do need your advice on something. A lot of the other guys here talk like they get girls left and right, but you’re the only one I know that gets girls left and right and keeps ‘em. I kinda need advice on keeping ‘em.” Chad admits.

“Oh~, I may still not be the best guy to ask about that since Cassie and I have only been official for a week, and my romantic relationship with my daughter and Tanya are just a few days old too. I have no better clue at keeping relationships than you do. I got divorced for chrissake.” you admit to Chad, softening your last sentence with a chuckle.

“Oh shit. Condolences, bro.” Chad reacts, and you could only really give him a halfhearted ‘thank you’ as a reply. “But you still got married, which is way way ahead than I could ever achieve with my previous baes. Now, you’re dating three hotties? Then you’re dating Brooke on Saturday too? You’re doing something right, bro.” Chad points out.

“Well, if you put it that way… okay, what do you need advice with? Maybe I can help.” you ask Chad.

“Okay, I’m telling you this in confidence, bro. I swear to God I’ll ruin any chance you have with Brooke if—” Chad starts to threaten and you cut him off as it’s unnecessary.

“I’ll keep quiet, Chad. I promise. If you feel like you can’t trust me yet, it’s better if you don’t tell me at all.” you tell him.

“Sorry, sorry. I just want you to understand how serious I am with this.” Chad tells you, and you nod that you do. Chad looks at the locker room door one last time before taking a deep breath.

“Okay... I have a tiny dick.” Chad admits.