Gary at work

"You got that, Gary!?" Gary heard the male voice call out to him as he lifted the crate.

"I got it, Mark!" Gary assured as he brought the sizable crate to rest after lifting it off the truck. Gary wiped away a little sweat that had formed on his forehead.

"Hey, Gar, want some water?" The voice that had called out belonged to a young, muscled black man. Mark looked like "a young Tyrese Gibson", as Bernie put it. Mark was a big guy, though not as blatantly muscled as the actor Bernie compared him too.

"Sure, Mark. Thanks," Gary said gratefully as he took an offered water bottle.

Mark worked at Jim's part-time in the warehouse, though his real love was animals. He was studying zoology, but worked for Jim in the meantime. He was a warm, friendly guy and he and Gary had bonded pretty quick. Gary also realized that Mark had a strong sense of responsibility and accountability, never making excuses and just promising to do better after making a mistake, or apologizing if he thought he wronged somebody even when he did nothing wrong. The two had bonded over a particular "incident" one day when Mark had come up to Gary during a break.

"Hey, man..I gotta apologize," Mark had said suddenly.

"About what?" Gary had asked, confused.

"It's..well it's about your girl, Bernie. I..she was looking really fine today..and..well, I kept staring at her booty. I'm sorry. I should have more respect for you two," he had confessed.

Gary had blinked before chuckling a bit. "That's it? Dude, it's okay. Just because she's my girlfriend doesn't mean you can't look. Hell, Bernie would be flattered if she knew."

"Yeah, but we're boys. You don't just stare at your boy's girl," Mark had reasoned.

"It's fine," Gary had assured. "I'm secure in my relationship. i don't need to worry about anybody checking out Bernie. Hell, it makes me proud that she chose me. Seriously," Gary had given him a pat on the back. "Don't worry so much, man. It's not healthy."

Bernie had indeed been flattered when Gary told her. As a result Gary noticed she'd subtly show off a bit around Mark. He remembered one night while they were having sex that Gary asked her about it.

"You want to fuck Mark, don't you?" Gary had asked as he took Bernie from behind.

"Gary..I.." Bernie had sounded unsure between her cries of pleasure.

"It's okay, baby. You've been so generous about the people I've been with. You should have fun too," Gary had assured her.

"Re-ally?" Bernie had asked.

"Very," Gary had affirmed. "Now be honest, babe. Do you want him?"

"Yes!" Bernie had confessed, causing Gary to thrust harder. "God he's fucking sexy! I just want to worship every inch of that body!"

Gary had kept thrusting, harder and harder. "You'd let me watch?"

"Of course! Just like I've watched you and Sonia and Pete! I love you, baby!" She had cried out, tightening on Gary so hard that it made him cum as well.

Gary had become so lost in the memory that he hadn't realized that Mark had asked him a question. "What was that dude?"

"I said my cousin, Roxy, is throwing a party this weekend at her place. I was wondering if you, Bernie, and Lil would want to come?"