The Straight Gym Bro Brad Who Lets Me Crash at His Place
Copyright© 2025 by DanXWrites
Chapter 13: Straight bro Brad wants to fuck me for content
Erotica Sex Story: Chapter 13: Straight bro Brad wants to fuck me for content - When I needed a place to crash, my ripped, gym bro Brad offered his couch. I didn’t expect him to be so cool with the fact I was gay or that he’d start letting me film him doing stuff. At first, it was just teasing. But once the fans got involved, things got a lot steamier… and a lot more real.
Caution: This Erotica Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Ma Ma Consensual Romantic Gay BiSexual Heterosexual Fiction High Fantasy Sharing BDSM DomSub MaleDom Light Bond Spanking Anal Sex First Facial Massage Masturbation Oral Sex Safe Sex Spitting Voyeurism Size Nudism Slow
Recap: Straight Gym Bro Brad finally takes his friend Cody’s cock on camera. After getting his hole tongue-fucked and stretched, Brad begs for more and Cody delivers, slow and deep, capturing every slick, moaning thrust. Legs up, eyes wild, Brad holds nothing back as Cody fucks him hard, fist stroking Brad’s cock in sync. When Brad whispers, “Finish inside me,” Cody loses it ... filling him on camera, thick and messy, while Brad explodes all over himself. By the end, the sheets are soaked, the phone’s still recording, and Brad’s already talking about their next video.
“Bro. Bro. Cody ... dude. Wake up.”
My eyes flew open. Heart pounding. I sat up on the air mattress, still half in a dream, cock half-hard under the blanket. “What?” I blinked, looking around the room. “What’s wrong?”
Brad was standing over me in nothing but a loose pair of gym shorts, phone in hand, grinning like a maniac. He shoved the screen in my face. “Dude. I posted the video of you catching my precum on your tongue last night. It fucking went viral.”
My brain took a second to catch up. “What?” I said, eyes still adjusting. “Seriously?”
“Bro. People are re-tweeting and shit.” He laughed. “Look at the comments. Fuckin’ 600 likes. I usually get like 100, maybe 150 max. This is crazy.”
I sat up straighter, rubbing the sleep from my eyes. “No way. Show me.”
He dropped down onto the bed next to me and scrolled through the post, reading aloud. “‘That tongue is working overtime’... ‘Whoever the bottom is, I need his @’... ‘I came before the video even loaded.’” Brad cracked up. “Bro. We broke the internet.”
I laughed, still waking up. “Fuck, really? That’s wild.”
Brad slung his thick arm over my shoulders. “Thanks, bro. I owe you.”
I smirked. “Yeah, well. Anything for content, right?”
The day passed in a blur. Brad left for most of it ... groceries, errands, saunas, doing whatever Brad does.
By the time evening hit, I was scrolling TikTok in my underwear, back on the air mattress, half-dozing.
Then the door swung open.
Brad barged in, all energy and swagger. “Brooo. Fucking hell.”
I looked up. “What now?”
“This shit is insane,” he said, tossing his gym bag to the floor. “I thought we were just shooting for fun. But the videos blew up. Like over 1.5k likes. And my DMs are full of horny dudes asking for custom vids. Shit’s popping.”
I laughed. “Maybe it’s all me. My star power.”
He rolled his eyes. “Oh shut up. It’s my cock they love. Watching your hungry tongue work it is just the cherry on top.”
I smirked. “You should’ve said that while my cum was still dripping out of your hole last night.”
Brad chuckled. “Whatever, bro. Content, baby. Content.”
Then he walked towards me, pulled out a little black box from his bag, and tossed it at me.
I caught it mid-air. “What’s this?”
“A gift,” he said, still grinning. “Remember my loyal supporter Steven?”
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