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  1. Soren Kraft
    Wednesday evening arrived after another grueling day of pitch preparations, but the moment Marc laced up his running shoes in the park, the stress of the office melted into something sharper and far more pleasurable. The run started hard and fast. Frank set a punishing pace from the first stride, his muscular legs driving forward with that disciplined power Marc had come to crave. Their shoulders brushed repeatedly on the narrower stretches of the path, sending electric jolts through Marc's body
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    The Aftercare

    Soren Kraft posted new chapter in Pace Control

    Marc stayed wrapped in Frank’s arms for several long minutes, the steady thump of the older man’s heartbeat a soothing rhythm against his ear. The afternoon light filtered through the bedroom curtains, casting soft patterns across their still-damp skin. Frank’s fingers continued their slow, absentminded strokes along Marc’s spine, tracing the line of his lean back down to the curve of his ass. It felt surprisingly natural, this quiet closeness after the intensity of what they had just shared.
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    interesting @drsawzall thanks for sharing!
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    Sunday morning arrived with a crisp, golden light filtering through the trees of the Englischer Garten. Marc had barely slept, his body already buzzing from the memory of Friday's shower. The way Frank's large cock had thickened under the spray, the heated stare they had shared with no words spoken, the heavy silence that had followed them out of the locker room. Marc's cock had been painfully hard the entire walk home, and he had jerked off twice that night thinking about it. Now, as he stretch
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    Unspoken Heat

    Soren Kraft posted new chapter in Pace Control

    Marc woke up on Wednesday morning with a pleasant ache in his legs from the previous evening's run. The apartment in Schwabing was still half filled with unpacked boxes, but the view from the small balcony overlooking the quiet street already felt like home. He stretched in bed, feeling the familiar pull in his hamstrings and the low, persistent thrum of anticipation that had settled in his chest ever since that first run with Frank. Two weeks into the job and the pattern was already forming: lo
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    Marc arrived at the Englischer Garten on Thursday evening with his running gear already on under a light hoodie. The late September air carried the first real bite of spring, crisp and clean, but his blood felt warm the moment he spotted Frank waiting near the Chinese Tower. The older man stood with his arms crossed, dressed in another set of tight black running clothes that left little to the imagination. The compression fabric stretched across his broad chest, outlining the firm swell of his p
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    Pace Control

    Soren Kraft posted a story in Fiction

    Fresh out of his master’s, openly gay Marc dives into a high-pressure Munich consultancy and straight into the orbit of his cold, closeted boss, Frank. When a “running group” becomes their private ritual, breathless runs, heated glances, and charged locker-room moments ignite a tension neither of them can outrun.
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    Madman

    Soren Kraft posted new chapter in Pace Control

    Marc Fischer stepped into the gleaming lobby of the F+ Munich office building and felt a rush of adrenaline hit him square in the chest. At twenty-five, fresh out of his master's program in business administration back in Cologne, he had just moved across the country for this exact moment. The firm specialized in high-stakes consulting for the biggest German car manufacturers, and Marc had crushed the assessment center. He was one of only three new hires selected from over two hundred applicants
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    Chapter 5

    Soren Kraft commented on Soren Kraft's story chapter in Chapter 5

    Thanks 😃 Nothing planned for those two... so far
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    Saturday morning arrived with a different kind of tension humming through the small Vienna gym. Patrick stepped inside at 6:30 exactly, the glass door shutting softly behind him. The place already felt transformed. The new air conditioning units hummed quietly along the back wall, cool air circulating evenly for the first time all week. He knew this was the final day of the install. Mike had mentioned it yesterday. Patrick changed in the locker room with a slow smile, pulling on his gym outfit.
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    Friday morning the gym felt charged, like the air itself was holding its breath. Patrick keyed in at 6:30 on the dot, the quiet click of the glass door echoing in the empty space. His body still carried the memory of yesterday’s shower, Mike’s thick thighs clamped tight around his cock, the way the handyman had moaned openly while Patrick fingered him open under the hot spray. Patrick had jerked off three times last night, each time imagining sinking all the way inside that hairy, muscular body,
  12. Soren Kraft
    Aww thank you... I feel honored! 🫶🏼
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    Thursday morning the gym felt smaller, the air already warmer even before the sun rose over Vienna. Patrick stepped inside at 6:30, the glass door clicking shut behind him like a secret. His body was buzzing from the night before. He had replayed the shower scene in his head until he fell asleep, Mike’s thick, hairy cock sliding between his lips, the taste of his cum still faint on his tongue hours later. Patrick had come twice in his own bed just thinking about it, but the ache had only deepene
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    Wednesday morning felt thicker somehow, the Vienna sky still dark when Patrick keyed into the gym at 6:30. The air already carried a faint trace of warmth from the previous day’s work on the new AC units, but the real heat was the one simmering under his skin. He had barely slept. Every time he closed his eyes he saw Mike’s rough hand wrapped around his cock, the dark hair on those thick forearms, the way Mike’s green eyes had gone glassy while he stroked him off. Patrick had jerked himself twic
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    Tuesday morning arrived with the same crisp Vienna air and the same quiet hum of the empty gym. Patrick pushed through the glass door at 6:30 exactly, gym bag over one shoulder, already feeling the low thrum of anticipation in his chest. Yesterday had left him restless all evening. He had checked SPARKR three separate times after work, but the blank profile stayed silent. No reply to the SPARK, no message, nothing. Yet the green dot had been on until late. Patrick had jerked off in his apartment
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    Shame on you! 😘😅
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    Don't use my stories as an excuse not to exercise... 🤣
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    The gym in Vienna’s 7th district was one of those rare 24/7 places that felt more like a private club than a commercial chain. No reception desk, no staff after nine at night, just a sleek glass door that unlocked with a phone tap and a quiet hum of air vents. The space was small, maybe two hundred square meters of polished concrete and mirrored walls, but it was packed with everything a serious lifter needed: heavy dumbbells up to sixty kilos, a squat rack that never had a line, and a row of ca
  19. Soren Kraft
    In a quiet Vienna gym at dawn, Patrick’s perfect routine gets disrupted by a rough, irresistible handyman.
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    Thank you! 🫶🏼 We'll see if there will be a sequel... 😶‍🌫️
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    Arno stood there on the gym floor, the crumpled note still clutched in his hand, his heart pounding with a mix of disbelief and elation as the words sank in. The reversal was poetic, Anna's own venomous phrase turned against her like a mirror reflecting her ugliness back. The gym's ambient noise: weights dropping, machines whirring, seemed to fade for a moment as he processed it, a grin slowly breaking across his face. He glanced at Fernando, who leaned against a nearby machine with that knowing
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    Fernando stirred awake in the quiet of his apartment, the morning light filtering through the curtains in soft beams that danced across the rumpled sheets. He reached out instinctively, his hand searching for the warmth of Arno's body beside him, but found only empty space, the indent from where the taller man had slept still faintly warm. A slight heaviness tugged at his groin, a reminder of the chastity lock still secured around his cock, the metal cool against his skin, preventing any morning
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    New Horizons

    Soren Kraft commented on Soren Kraft's story chapter in New Horizons

    Thanks 😃 Glad you’re excited for a sequel; I’ll do my best not to keep you all waiting too long. Thanks again for the kind words and for sharing the love on GayAuthors!
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    Thanks for reading 😃 Glad you enjoy my stories! 🫶🏼
  25. Soren Kraft
    Thank you! Wow you are really binge reading everything right now! 🤓😍
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