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Tommy has never been a particularly jealous partner. He doesn’t think there’s necessarily something wrong with jealousy unless you take it to the extreme. A little bit of jealousy can even show that you want someone so bad that you’re scared of losing them. Still, Tommy doesn’t see himself as a jealous person.
However, as he sees Evan talking with the yoga instructor who is most definitely making eyes at him –and really, who could blame her?-- he feels that unfamiliar feeling traveling across his body, causing goosebumps in his arms.
With a narrowed-eyed look, Tommy walks up to the pair and wraps his arm around Evan’s waist. “So, how’s it going?”
“Good!” Evan replies, excitedly, leaning into Tommy’s side. “Cindy was just telling me that I could join a beginner's class or get a personalized one.”
“Is that so?” Tommy asks, squeezing Evan’s hip and pulling him closer to his body.
“Yeah, Cindy says it could be good to have a one-on-one since I’ll be doing this because of my leg,” Evan replies, oblivious to how Tommy is feeling.
“That’s wonderful…” Tommy says with gritted teeth, making eye contact with Cindy, who gulps and looks down at the floor. “How nice of Cindy.”
Evan nods happily. “Ok, so next Wednesday at 6 pm?” he asks Cindy.
“Ye- Yeah… perfect!” Cindy stutters, not making eye contact with Tommy. “See you then!”
“Great! See you!” Evan waves.
Giving her a fake smile, Tommy guides Evan away from her and her lustful gaze and back to his truck.
“I wasn’t excited about doing yoga but Cindy agrees that it will be helpful, so now I can’t wait,” Evan tells him as they get inside Tommy’s truck.
“Right… great!” Tommy mumbles, holding tightly onto the steering wheel.
“Are you ok?” Evan asks him worried.
Tommy opens his mouth to reassure him but then closes it with a click since an idea just popped into his mind. “I’m fine, it’s just my hip…”
“Your hip? What’s wrong with your hip?”
“It’s just, you know…” Tommy shrugs his shoulders. “It’s been bothering me.”
“It has?” Evan looks worried and dubious. “Why haven’t you mentioned it before?”
“I didn’t want you to worry,” Tommy replies.
Evan starts carding his fingers through Tommy’s curls. “But… is not too bad, is it?”
“No, no!” Tommy shakes his head. “But… maybe I can join you in the yoga classes?” he asks, innocently.
“I will love that!” Evan perks up.
“Great!” Tommy smiles. Take that, Cindy, he thinks.
—
Next Wednesday, Tommy walks into the yoga studio already hiding a smirk. They almost didn’t make it to the class because as soon as Evan saw Tommy wearing black short shorts and his black sleeveless muscle stringer cut open at the sides, he almost jumped him right there and then. If it hadn’t been for Tommy reminding him about this class, they would still be at Tommy’s place.
Tommy narrows his eyes as soon as he sees Cindy, who has her back to the door. Unlike last time, when she was wearing a tank top and some leggings, she is now wearing a pink sports bra and some small and tight black shorts.
“Goo- oh! Hi,” Cindy greets them, surprised.
“Good morning, Cindy,” Tommy says with his fake smile. “Hope you don’t mind I decided to join?”
“No, no, not at all,” Cindy replies, clearly annoyed.
“Awesome!” Evan says, enthusiastically. “This will be fun!”
Cindy looks at Evan from head to toe, gives him a flirty smile and twirls her hair. “Hi, Buck! Yes, we will have so much fun!”
“We sure will,” Tommy gives her a sharp smile, which she actually has the guts to return. Game’s on, Cindy!
—
Tommy gets on the standing forward bend position that Cindy is making them do and bites his lip when he hears Evan making a sort of eek sound while specifically looking at him.
Tommy = 1; Cindy = 0, he thinks with glee.
As Tommy shifts to a downward-facing dog, he makes sure to really stick out his ass and show it off. Feeling Evan’s eyes on his ass and hearing him whimpering, Tommy smirks satisfied.
Tommy = 2; Cindy = 0
Cindy huffs at being so far completely ignored by Evan and shows them how to continue with the next position.
Tommy slowly sits down and carefully lifts his leg in a vertical position to make the compass pose.
“You’re really good at this,” Evan says, his voice strained and eyes fixed on Tommy’s crotch area.
“Thank you… I’m very flexible, ain’t I?” Tommy winks at him.
Evan’s Adam’s apple bobs and he nods, his eyes dark with lust.
Tommy = 3; Cindy = 0
“No talking in yoga class, please,” Cindy tells them, coldly.
“I’m so sorry,” Tommy replies, enjoying her discomfort.
Without waiting for her instructions, Tommy lowers his forearms to rest against the floor and lifts himself carefully into the scorpion position, which he had been practicing for the last two days.
Peering up at Evan, Tommy feels smug as he sees him lick his lips while looking him up and down.
Tommy = 4; Cindy = 0
As soon as Tommy lowers himself into a kneeling position, Evan stands up and tells Cindy, “You know what… this has been great but we have to go.”
“What?” Cindy asks, crossing her arms.
“Yeah, we- well, we have another workout to do,” Evan replies, smiling sheepishly.
“We certainly do!” Tommy agrees, standing up and getting their shoes.
Game over. Tommy = winner
“I guess, I guess I will see you maybe in another class?” Evan says, not sounding sure at all.
Cindy just looks incredulously at him.
“Right… bye!” Evan puts on his shoes and runs to the door.
Tommy looks at Cindy and, with a smirk, tells her, “It was such a pleasure! Bye-bye, now”
Once outside, Evan pins him against the truck’s door with his body. “I know what you were doing back there.”
Gulping, Tommy asks him, “And what did you think about it?”
“That you’re an idiot!”
“What?”
“I’m yours, silly! My body and soul… it all belongs to you!” Evan tells him with a smile and loving eyes.
“Yes, you’re mine! And I’m all yours, Evan,” Tommy says, sincerely. “I love you!”
“I love you too, stupid!” Evan leans in and gives him a filthy kiss that leaves both of them breathless. “Now, let’s go. I need to have my way with you immediately… test that flexibility of yours.”
“Yes, sir!” Tommy replies, cheekily. “Let’s go!”