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E3: Do guys do it better? | My Ex’s Brother Drew
🕑 Added 2025-05-31 13:16:20 +0000 UTCThis fictional story features only adult characters (18+) and portrays consensual interactions throughout.
In Part 1 of the series, Ryan originally visited the gym at 9AM. But since the story’s heading in a different direction , I’ve updated that scene to take place at 11PM, just before closing time...to better fit the new vibe.
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Recap: After the breakup with Jason, I went back to his older brother's gym. Drew ended up spotting me during squats and immediately got hard pressed against my ass. When I called him out, he laughed it off. But before I knew it, we were deep in a conversation about ass stuff. And Drew? For a guy who kept saying he was straight, he sure couldn’t stop talking about how he’d always wanted to try eating a guy out. Specifically me. I said he could. I didn’t think he’d take it seriously.
Drew didn’t move right away. He just stood there by the squat rack, smirking a little, like he was seeing how far I’d go. I was still standing close.....close enough that I could feel the heat rolling off his skin. The gym was quiet now, but not empty. A couple guys were still at the far end doing cable work. Someone else was finishing up on the bike.
I gave Drew a small shrug, trying to play it cool. “I’m just sayin’… if you’re curious about eating ass, there’s only one way to find out.”
He licked his lips. Looked toward the front desk, then back at me. “How long you got?”
“Why?” I asked.
“’Cause I’m about to close this gym down.”
He turned and walked off. I stayed by the weights, pretending to check my phone, but my heart was thudding like crazy.
From the corner of my eye, I saw him head to the reception desk near the glass doors. The dude working; Julian, I think...was already packing up his water bottle and hoodie.
“You good?” he asked.
“Yeah,” Drew said. “I’ll lock up. Go home, get outta here.”
“You sure?”
“I own the place, don’t I?”
He laughed, gave him a bro hand shake, and left through the front. The couple guys still lifting wrapped up and followed maybe ten minutes later. Drew turned off the TV by the treadmill, then hit the lights over half the floor.
And then it was just us.
He came back in from the front, locking the doors behind him, flicking off half the lights. It was quiet now. Dim. Just the hum of the air conditioning and the rubber squeak of his sneakers on the gym floor.
He walked towards me pulling his tightly fitted T-shirt up to wipe the sweat off his face, exposing those carved abs.
Now we were chest to chest. His hand came up, not fast; slow, almost tentative and gripped my waist. Just above the band of my shorts. He looked me in the eye like he was still waiting for me to back out. I didn’t. “Turn around,” he said.
I swallowed, then I turned around and leaned over the bench now, hands resting on the edge.
He stood behind me, close. I could feel the heat off his body, his breath, the way the air shifted when he reached forward and dragged one hand slowly up the back of my thigh. The cold air hit my skin as I tugged my shorts and underwear down just enough to expose my ass. I bent over the bench slightly, palms on the leather.
There was a pause. I didn’t look back. But I heard him breathe out, low and shaky. “Jesus fucking Christ,” he muttered. His other hand now landed right above my ass, pressing down gently at my lower back like he was checking my form.
Then his fingers spread across one cheek, testing the give. “Holy shit,” he muttered..
He gripped one cheek tight and gave it a squeeze. Full palm. Like he was testing the weight of it. “This thing’s unreal. Soft as fuck. Jiggles like crazy when I touch it.”
His thumbs dug into the sides, spreading me wider. I felt the cool air hit where it hadn’t before. My shorts were already halfway down. I didn’t say anything. I didn’t need to.
“Cocky little shit,” he said under his breath. “You’ve got a better ass than most of the chicks I’ve fucked.”
That one made my lips twitch. I muttered just loud enough to be heard, “Maybe you should fuck me too.”
He froze.
“What was that?” he asked.
“Nothing.”
He didn’t push it. Just scoffed, “Well… too bad my brother didn’t wanna eat it every day.”
Then I felt him drop lower, both hands gripping me again. His face nudged between my ass cheeks, breath hot, and he mumbled from there; voice muffled but clear enough.
“Fuck him. I’m gonna feast.”
Then his mouth was on me.
No warning. Just heat and tongue and pressure. I gasped, my hands tightening on the edge of the bench. His grip firmed, pulling my cheeks apart as he buried his face deeper, tongue sliding between. Long, slow licks. Not soft. Messy. Confident. Like he’d done this a hundred times, but with zero hesitation..
The first swipe of his tongue sent a full-body shiver through me. It was slow. Heavy. Wet. He licked up the middle and back down again, nosing in deeper like he already couldn’t get enough. Then his hands pulled me apart even more, his mouth locking in like he wasn’t just tasting..he was devouring.
Tender at first, almost curious. Like he was exploring, learning what I liked by feel. Long strokes, then small circles. A little teasing flick and then back to deep, hungry licks.
“Fuck,” I breathed. “Drew…”
He didn’t stop. If anything, that just made him more intense. His stubble scraped lightly at my skin as he tongue-fucked me, moaning quietly into it like he couldn’t help himself. I rocked forward, toes curling in my sneakers.
“You good?” he asked, voice thick.
“Don’t stop,” I said.
That made him growl...literally and he went back in harder. Gripping my hips now, his thumbs digging into the muscle. He spread me open wider and went even deeper, swirling his tongue, sliding it up and down, slow and filthy.
Then it changed.
He got rougher. Greedier. His tongue pressed in harder, his grip firmer, fingers digging into the crease of my thighs. I was breathing heavy, toes curling inside my sneakers, fingers clenching the bench.
“Jesus,” I whispered.
This was the same guy who spent all his time calling me “bro,” teasing me about making out with Jason in the gym, mocking us with “what are you girls doing?” And now? Now he had his face buried in my ass like it was his favorite cheat meal and he hadn’t eaten in days.
I looked over my shoulder. His face was buried deep in my ass.. His eyes were shut. His hips grinding into nothing, almost like he needed friction. is shorts were tented....again. The thick shape of his cock straining against his black compression leggings. No hands on it. Just hard from eating.
“You’re fucking hard again,” I said.
He pulled back, panting, lips wet. “No shit.”
He stood up, wiping his mouth with the back of his hand like he’d just finished dinner. “This shit’s addictive.”
I raised my eyebrows. “You really never done that before?”
He shook his head. “Not with a guy. But damn… I’ve wanted to. Like, always.”
“And that doesn’t fuck with your head?”
He looked at me...really looked. “Yeah. A little.”
Then his gaze dropped back to my ass. “But right now? I honestly don’t care.”
I turned around, pulling my shorts halfway up, still shaky from how deep he’d gone. Drew leaned against the rack again, dragging his palm over his jaw, like he couldn’t believe what just happened.
“So?” I said. “Still think you’re straight?”
He looked at me.
“I mean… I still like chicks.”
“But?” I asked.
He shrugged, smirked a little. “But maybe… I like ass more.”
He looked down, then palmed the front of his compression leggings. It was impossible to miss.....his cock clearly outlined, hard and heavy against the tight black fabric.
Then he looked back up.
“Broo....Is it true?” he asked, voice low, serious now.
I raised a brow.
“That guys suck dick better than chicks?”
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Comments
Jeffrey Sanchez
Wow. Eating ass never sounded so hot. And yeah I know Julian forgot something. Lol
Abhishek
I like this! Let me think what I want to do with the story once Jason finds out.
PeninsulaBoy
Only one way to find out, Drew! This is a good brother trade! I hope Julian stops back in because he forgot something and catches the action then says something to Jason....
