Surfing with Eli

Chapter 4

Eli:

I tore my gaze off the sweaty body that was jogging on the treadmill in front of me before I started drooling on myself. When the whole working out together thing came up I didn't stop to fully think of all the benefits of going to the gym with Luka would bring.

But so far I had gotten to witness him doing sit ups and pull ups, bench press and now jog. All that tan skin glistening lightly as I went back to staring at the muscles in his back.

I was lucky that we were the only two here tonight because I'm sure I was making a fool out of myself right now. Snapping out of my trance I finished my set of weights and walked over to stand in front of him.

"I'm done" was all I could manage to get out as my eyes slid down his chest and abs to the 'v' line peeking out of his gym shorts. Before he could notice me clearly swallowing hard at the sight of him I cleared my throat as a cover up.

"Alright, you brought your board for surfing right?" he asked me getting off the treadmill and walking with me back to the changing room. "Strapped up on top of my jeep yeah" I said as we went to our lockers which were across from each other.

"I just want to wash off before we head out" he told me, as I turned around and froze as my tongue went dry in my mouth. He was slipping his shorts and boxers off behind me and grabbing a towel from his gym bag while I was stuck gazing his backside.

Quickly I turned my head back around too fast and smacked it right into my locker door, "That was smart" he snorted padding past me into the shower area.

I was silently praying to god to help me get through this new found torture. But I too also wanted to wash off my sweat before I got back into my jeep, which meant I had to strip and rinse off near a very naked Luka.

Letting out a big gust of wind I pulled down my shorts and boxers like ripping off a Band-Aid and gripped my towel making my way to the shower. I was grateful for the fact that Luka had his back to me when I slipped in and started a shower head on the opposite side of the washing area.

"I think it's like ten right now so if we stay out too long surfing you can stay over at my place if you want" he said casually. Dude don't talk to me when we are both naked in the shower! Was all I was thinking when he had suggested me spending the night.

"Uh, yeah that sounds fine I doubt my mom would care" I said as the cold water ran through my hair and down my back clearing my head up a little bit. "I'm out" he called turning his water off and going back to the lockers, holy shit I could finally breath.

I doubted that Luka would be as comfortable with me if he found out that I found him attractive. I was gay but I didn't just come out and say it to everyone I met, if asked I would answer but I didn't want to be defined as "that gay kid" so I didn't walk around proclaiming it to the world.

Labels weren't my thing. I'd had plenty of boyfriends in my past but I never went for straight guys, they were just too much work. So I needed to stop getting all hot and bothered every time I went to the gym with Luka, I didn't get the gay vibe from him at all.

He also never talked about girls, I was beginning to think perhaps he was asexual but who really knew with Luka, he wasn't a sharing type of guy.

Though I'd never asked him too personal of questions to know if he wasn't a sharing type of guy he just appeared to want to be left alone. Turning the water off I grabbed my towel and dried off and wrapped it around my waist, when I got back to my locker Luka was just tugging on his shirt before shaking out his hair like a dog.

"I don't need two showers thanks" I said wiping away the new water droplets he pelted me with, "You're going to get wet again by the ocean idiot who cares" he shot back sitting down on the bench looking up at me.