Kashmir [BxB]

Chapter 5 - Work-out buddies

A couple of hours had passed and me and Nate were headed to the nearby gym. We'd been going here for years, ever since we were 14 and Nate was too insecure to go by himself. It's kind of a stereotype, the buff, primitive, animalistic werewolf gym bro - and boy did Nate not want to be grouped into that category.

In an attempt of solving this before it became an issue, I offered to go with him to the gym; we could pretend he was coaching me, a lone incubus wanting to get in shape.

Normally, not a lot of incubi did work out. Most people today work out to look hot, something that each and every incubi undoubtedly was. If we weren't, we'd literally starve. Besides, with the scrutiny often directed towards incubi, a lot of us avoided environments so focused on the physical.

So, that's what started our visits to Dahlin's, a chain of gyms that offered student discounts. Our circle of gym buddies had grown throughout the years, and often times we'd end up together with three or four other guys our age too.

We were fairly chill with the whole ordeal, except for when the werewolves got competitive and started comparing dick size (figuratively, not literally - except once, in the changing rooms).

My phone dinged as Nate and I got off the bus.

James: Hey, can I bring this friend from class? He just moved, doesn't know a whole lot of people yet.

James was a spellcaster in our year. He and another guy, Dan, were sorted into another class than Nate, Esme and I at the start of high school, and due to different electives we pretty much had zero classes together. Recognizing each other at the gym led to sharing a table in the cafeteria, and a few years later, here we are.

"James is bringing someone new.", I say, looking down on my phone as I answer the group chat.

"Sure, who?", Nate wonders as he opens the door to the gym and holds it open for me to walk inside.

"A new guy from class, all he said.", I paused.

"You think it could be Kade?"

Nate shrugged his shoulders before giving a mischievous smile. "Wouldn't that be interesting? You brought compression shorts?"', he teased.

"Shut up", I say and playfully push him.

•••

'Damn I should have brought compression shorts', is all I can think half an hour later. Kade is lying down on an exercise bench, lifting a barbell over his head as James spots him.

"C'mon, three more, you got this man!", he encourages him.

Yes please, three more. I feel like such a creep, but I can't help but watch the way his body moves in the bench press, the way his muscles bulge as he pushes the weights above his head once more.

"Kash, you wanna have a go?", Daniel asks, snapping me out of my stupor.

"Huh?"

"I gotta refill my water, you wanna do some deadlifts while it's free?", he reiterates.

"Oh! Um, yes, sure..."

I walk over to the area Daniel occupied before, adjusting the weights and righting my stance so it looks even in the mirror in front of me. With a deep breath, I tighten my core before grabbing the barbell and lifting it.

After several reps, I carefully put I down and wipe my forehead.

"You have great posture.", I hear from behind me on my left. I whip my head around to trace the deep voice that's already ingrained in my mind.