Spotted by the New Guy: Straight to Gay Mm First Time Erotica Encounters Collection Book

The new guy at the gym asks to work in with me. I say sure — just two dudes lifting.
Except I can’t stop staring at him in the mirrors. At his chest. His arms. The way sweat tracks down his neck after a heavy set.
I’ve been straight my whole life. Football guys, club girls, no questions asked. That’s me. That’s always been me.
But every time he spots me — hands close, voice low, chest almost touching my back — something shifts. Something I’ve been ignoring for a long time.
Then we end up in the sauna.
And he wraps his hand around me like he already knows I want him to.
Turns out he’s been waiting since college. Since the drunk night I grabbed his ass on a back porch and ran like a coward.
I’m not running this time.