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Ilya woke up alone that morning. Which wasn't out of the ordinary. Most mornings when Ilya woke up his husband was already out of bed checking off his daily routine.
He turned over and looked at the alarm clock on his bedside table. 7:23am Ilya knew that right now Shane would be downstairs in their gym. A lot of mornings Ilya would rather he wake up with Shane still tangled around him, this was one of those mornings as he woke up with something hard between his legs. Something he knew that right now only Shane would be the one to satisfy the ache that he woke up with.
Ilya smiled as a plan formed in his brain, if Shane wasn't here, he'd go to him.
He jumped out of bed with excitement and made his way to the bathroom, he didn't mind morning breath, but knew that most days that was a no no when it came to Shane. He brushed his teeth in record time not caring if he had missed a couple teeth in the process. He grab a few packets from the bathroom and ran downstairs to the gym to where Shane would be.
As he got to the door of the gym Ilya was frozen in place, watching Shane on the rowing machine. Ilya loved watching Shane work out on the rowing machine as he could see the muscles in his arms and thighs squeeze which made Ilya even more turned on. Ilya was thankful in that moment that Shane had decided against music that morning during his workout as he was able to hear the heavy breathes that was coming from his husband.
Ilya wanted nothing more right then to make his presence known to Shane, so he can fuck Shane the way he had been imagining. But then a thought popped into Ilyas brain.
He looked around the room trying to work out what piece of gym equipment was the furthest away. He locked eyes on the treadmill which was the furthest away from Shane and closest to him. Perfect, he thought to himself. Ilya wasn't planning on joining Shane on a workout so was only wearing his boxers, but that didn't defer him. He hopped on the treadmill keeping the speed low as he was not wanting to cause pain to his bare feet. He ran slow making sure to not move his eyes away from Shane.
Shane was in his usual work out trance unknowing that he was being spied on.
As the minutes past Ilya started to grow more and more impatient. The ache is his boxes becoming more and more obvious as Shane started sweating and moaning more as he worked out
Shane finished on the rowing machine and instantly realised the eyes that had been fixed on him.
"how long have you been there?" Shane asked breathlessly with a small chuckle. Ilya smiled as he knew his patience was going to pay off. "ten minutes, you looked amazing might I add" Shane couldn't help but smile at the compliment from his husband. He should be used to them by now but the butterflies were still there. It took a second for Shane to realise how Ilya was dressed "so no clothes during your workout today then?" he leaned back a bit. "what? no! I've got boxers on" Ilya moved his hand to point out. Shane looked down at Ilyas boxers instantly getting distracted by what the thin piece of fabric was covering. "so you woke up horny and decided to invade my workout?" Shane got up from the rowing machine and grabbed his water bottle that was placed by the massive mirror that covered a whole wall of the gym. He sat down in front of it with his legs out in front of him, which gave him a better view of Ilyas workout. "Da, I wanted to watch my hot husband work out, is that a crime?" Ilya wasn't out of breath which was normal for him. Shane couldn't understand how someone who smokes occasionally and eats like shit could be so fit. Ilya stopped the running machine and walked over to the bench table and took a seat there. They were still far apart from each other, but that was all part of Ilyas plan.
"you know what this is reminding me of?" It took a second for Shane to think as right now all he could think about was Ilya fucking him right then and then. Shanes dick started to swell at the thought. "um.." Shane couldn't remember what Ilya was on about. "wow моя любовь, you can't remember our first workout together?" It all instantly came flooding back, that night in 2009 the day they both got drafted. "right now I'm going to do to you what I should've that night" Ilya stood up from the bench, walking over to Shane like a man on a mission. Shanes eyes never left Ilya for a second as he did so.
Shane turned himself around slightly as Ilya stood so tall in front of him. "you want to recreate it?" Ilya asked as he sat down in front of Shane, legs out and nearly touching. Just like they were all those years ago.
They both previously talked about the fact that after that first gym encounter they both went up to their separate rooms and jerked off thinking about one another. Looking into Ilyas eyes right now, in the same positions that they were in years ago Shane felt unstoppable, he could finally do and say everything he wanted to all those years ago without fear or judgment. He picked up his water bottle from besides him and passed it to Ilya. He drank from it as Shane became transfixed on Ilyas adams apple bobbing up and down, the slight sweat glistening on his throat making him look irresistible. Ilya smiled to himself as he could see the same look from Shane that he did from all those years ago. Ilya stopped drinking and extended his arm out. "oh, I'm all right, thanks" Shane couldn't help but smile as he remembered his line. Ilyas head slightly turned as he shook the bottle at him. Shane lifted his arm up to grab the bottle making sure that their fingers touched, it wasn't as brief as before, this time the connection had more sparks to it, more meaning. Shane squirted the water into his mouth his eyes never leaving Ilyas as he did so. Once he was done he passed the bottle back, their fingers brushing once again. Shane remembered what he wanted to do all those years ago, he wanted Ilya to touch him and kiss him.
Shane moved himself onto his knees, and removed the space that was between them. Ilya put the water bottle down and opened his arms up like he knew exactly what Shane was wanting to do. Shane places his knees on either sides of Ilyas legs as he sat down onto Ilya lap. Shane looked at Ilyas face that was happy and full of desire. He softly placed his hand on Ilyas chin bringing their mouths closer together. As their lips touched Shane brought his hands to Ilyas head twisting his fingers through his thick curls, wanting more connection. Ilya bought his tongue to Shanes lips asking permission to invade his mouth, he opening willing letting their tongues dance together.
Ilya pulled back from the kiss needing to catch his breath. A workout never made him as breathless as Shane could. "I wish you did that back then" Ilya confessed, "I would've let you." "what else would you of done?" The question from Shane made Ilya fully give into all of what his body was desiring at that moment. He grabbed Shanes thighs lifting him up slightly so he could lay him on the floor gently beneath him. He covered Shane fully with his body as Shanes thighs tightened around his waist. Shane rolled his hips so his dick could make contact with Ilyas stomach, letting out a soft moan. "don't worry I'm not gonna make you wait to long for it" Ilya replied knowing that Shane was wanting more contact with his dick. Ilya kissed Shanes neck hungrily leaving red marks, a reminder to all that Shane is his. "did you bring lube?" Shane asked hoping that this was one of those times that his husband came prepared. " I came down here wanting to fuck you, of course I bought lube" Ilya bought his lips to Shanes mouth and gently kissed him for a few seconds before moving himself off Shane to go get the lube he stashed earlier by the treadmill.
Shane wasted no time while Ilya was away, he lifted up his hips and removed his workout shorts and boxers and then taking off his shirt. "wow, so eager" Ilya laughed as he walked back to where Shane was laying down. Ilya decided it was time to finally take off the one piece of clothing that he'd been wearing. Watching Shanes eyes widen as he did so. "get ready for me Hollander" and Shane without any thought bought his fingers down and started stroking himself. The moans from Shane started instantly making Ilya touch himself too. As Ilya got next to Shane he decided to lay down on his side next to him, wanting to give himself the best view of his husband pleasuring himself. "fuck, Ilya, I need lube" Shane weeped out through moans. Ilya ripped one of the small packets of lube and drizzled it over Shanes cock and his fingers, making Shane moan out even more than before. "touch me, please" Shane begged out not caring how desperate he was sounding. Ilya bought his hand over to Shanes dick and staring to softly jerk him off. After a few moments he decided to give some attention to Shanes hole, getting him ready so Ilya could fuck him. Ilya loved this part of their sex life, watching Shane be a moaning mess while he opened him up. "Ilya, I'm close" But Ilya already knew this. He removed his fingers from Shane and bought his mouth up to Shanes ear, "I want you to ride me" Ilya whispered. It wasn't very often that they fucked in that position, Ilya loved being the one in charge while they were intimate and Shane loved it that way to. But right now Ilya wanted nothing more than to watch Shane ride his dick.
"fuck yes" Shane said as he moved and hovered over Ilyas lap. Ilya teared open another small packet of lube and drizzled it on his dick giving it a few strokes to make sure it was fully coated. Shane gently lowered himself onto Ilyas rock hard dick and they both let out a loud moan, knowing that right now they didn't have to be quiet. Shane did most of the work, moving his hips to a fast speed as Ilya dug his nails into Shanes hips, it would definitely leave a mark. Every few seconds they kissed hungerly as pleasure was building through both of them. Ilya started to kiss Shanes neck more and while doing so he noticed the mirror that was in front of him. He was able to see Shanes perfect ass bobbing up and down on him, the amount of pleasure this gave to Ilya was immense. "fuck Shane," Ilya let out as he moaned. Ilya has had sex with countless amounts of people, but with Shane it was different. He craved it. No one was able to fully satisfy Ilya like Shane could. Ilya knew he was close. He decided to show Shanes dick some attention, moving one of his hands from Shanes hips jerking him softly but it a way he knew that drove his husband crazy. The movement caused Shane to moan out even more and Ilya responded to this by moving his hand faster around Shane.
"I'm close" Shane moaned out. Those words were Ilyas undoing as he came hard into Shanes ass letting out a big moan. Normally during sex Shane was the one to come first but this morning Ilya couldn't help himself. After a few seconds more of jerking Shane off he came too, cum covering Ilyas stomach, as he moaned loudly into Ilyas neck.
It took a moment or two for Ilya to catch his breath. "you fucking killed me Hollander, I'm dead" the words he had once said after the first time that they had sex together. Ilya put his arms out behind him so he could rest and watch Shane come down from his own high. Shane moved himself off Ilya and laid besides his husband, for once not caring about the mess they had just made in the gym.
Ilya moved too so they were both laying down facing each other. "so this is how it would've ended if I kissed you that night" Ilya stated as he pulled Shanes body closer to his in a hug. "along those lines I guess. we were both stupid back then" "speak for yourself" Ilya laughed out. Ilya noticed that suddenly Shanes whole face changed tones "I think we both needed the extra time, sometimes stories ain't so black and white. The main thing is we did end up together" Shane confessed as his hands brushed Ilyas cheek. “I guess so, I love you so much Shane” Ilya confessed. “I love you too, but I think we both need a shower after that”.