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Titled after the Green Day song about jacking off. In the middle of a very busy touring schedule, Seth Rollins squeezes in a visit to a gym, and a little self-time. (jack off)

Working out often made Seth horny, and today it was even worse, because he'd had a raging hard on from the moment he'd walked through the door of the small, hot box he'd pre-registered at. He was late, the class was already warming up, and the guy who was leading it, whom Seth had corresponded with via email, Justin, was sexy as hell... No, he was a god. He wasn't wearing a shirt, and he was ripped, his tanned, tattooed skin glistening with sweat. His hair was sandy blonde, undoubtedly faded from hours spent working out in the sun. Seth set his gym bag and water bottle down on a box as he walked over.

"Seth? I'm Justin. Nice to meet you."

Seth knew he had a stupid smile on his face, but he couldn't help it as he shook Justin's hand. "Same."

"Fifty jumping jacks," Justin told him, before turning to the others. "After you finish your jumping jacks, twenty bear crawl steps!"

Seth turned away from everyone else to do his jumping jacks. He was the only other male in class besides Justin, and he didn't want the ladies, who were older, to see his hard on. When he was done, he bear crawled up to the white board to check out the agenda. Nothing that would make it obvious he was pitching a tent in his gym shorts. He wished he'd worn tighter undies, though. He finished the warm up, but his erection had not gone away. Justin's casual Southern drawl was driving him nuts, he couldn't stop looking at him, and it had been over a week since he'd had an opportunity get off. His aching balls distracted him, and he nearly dropped a weight on his foot as he set up his barbell.

It was just the start of the worst CrossFit class ever, and his boner stayed with him through it all. He dropped his bar when Justin came by to watch him, walked gut-first into a GHD machine, and was just generally slow and cum dumb. His WOD time was terrible, nowhere near what he usually turned in, and he was embarrassed. He grabbed his bag and headed into the men's room.

It was the nicest bathroom he'd ever seen in a gym, it was just like a bathroom at home, complete with shower. It was an opportunity he couldn't pass up, he could deal with his aching cock right now, take a shower, and no one would be the wiser. He left the door unlocked, in case Justin saw fit to join him. He stripped off his gym clothes and shoes and took the lube out of his bag. Hurriedly, he dripped some down on his red hot, throbbing dick and wrapped his hand around it as he turned towards the shower stall. He could hear that Justin still had the music going, so he didn't have to stifle his moans and sighs, his only regret was that he couldn't take longer, to prolong the pleasure. It had been forever since he'd been able to have a nice, long, edging session, but after eight or nine days, who wanted to do that, anyway? His body wanted the cum out.

He wanted Justin to come in and watch, at the very least. Preferably, he'd help, wrapping his calloused hand around Seth's godawful throbbing dick, his lips and tongue dancing around the sensitive tip, licking and sucking and- "Ohhhh, fuck!" He declared, as seemingly endless spurts of cum flew from his cock and splattered all over the inside of the shower stall.

Seth sank down to the floor, pleasantly spent, his erection finally gone. After a minute or two, he got up and took a nice hot shower. He made sure all of his nine days worth of cum was washed down the drain. Nobody would know what he did, his dirty little secret. He got dressed in jeans and a Harry Potter t-shirt and stepped out. He wanted to say bye to Justin, to see if he wanted an autograph or a pic, and to let him know he'd be back the next time work brought him that way, but the hottie didn't seem to be around. The women's room door was closed, so Seth guessed he was there. He shrugged, and walked out.

He never saw the hole in the wall of the bathroom just below the mirror.