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modernizr:offYou head into the locker room on another work out day. It's the middle of the afternoon, the perfect time where barely anyone comes in, in the private gym you work out at. You've always wanted to work out and gain muscle, but going to a gym where everyone can see you do it. It's not the best encouragement, especially so when they're so very buff and toned. While you on the other hand... Could use some more work in the over.
You find your lucky locker you've been using since you started coming here. You don't know if it really is, but since you normally have the place to yourself for awhile, you have to say it is.
That's what you think till you hear the echoing of one of the doors opening and closing. There goes your solo time, and at the worst time, you're shirtless. You scramble to get your gym shirt on, but when you hear footsteps nearby, you know it's too late. Still, it doesn't hurt to hurry.
“Brah? Why you rushin'?” A deep voice asks sounding a bit confused, while at the same time, mad.
You pause what you're doing at turn around and your eyes go wide. Talk about a gym rat. This guy is huge all over. There isn't a spot on him that's not packed with muscle. Definitely the idea body which just makes you more self conscious. You notice he's sweating pretty heavily. When you came in you swore you saw no one in the gym.
[[Just... Rushing to get started on my workout.|4001]]
[[Uh... I don't want to be in your way is all.|4002]]
[[Just... Looking for something.|4003]]Created by <a href="http://www.furaffinity.net/user/azulookami/">Azulookami</a>“You to bro?!” The guy says in a much more happier attune.
He places his gym bag next to yours and takes the nearby locker. Trapping you here as he begins to open his locker. Being so close to him, you can't help but notice that sweat isn't just for show. He also smells like he's been sweating.
“Ran all the way here. Best way to get prepped so I can hit the weights.” Says the guy.
[[But it's like one hundred degrees outside or something.|4004]]
[[That explains why you're sweating.|4005]]
[[I should have thought of that.|4006]]
<<set $t to $t + 1>>“It's cool bro. We're both guys, right?” He asks sounding a bit antagonistic.
He places his gym bag next to yours and takes the nearby locker. Trapping you here as he begins to open his locker. Being so close to him, you can't help but notice that sweat isn't just for show. He also smells like he's been sweating.
“Ran all the way here. Best way to get prepped so I can hit the weights.” Says the guy.
[[But it's like one hundred degrees outside or something.|4004]]
[[That explains why you're sweating.|4005]]
[[I should have thought of that.|4006]]“Only thing you should be looking for is some gloves brah.” Says the guy.
He places his gym bag next to yours and takes the nearby locker. Trapping you here as he begins to open his locker. Being so close to him, you can't help but notice that sweat isn't just for show. He also smells like he's been sweating.
“Ran all the way here. Best way to get prepped so I can hit the weights.” Says the guy.
[[But it's like one hundred degrees outside or something.|4004]]
[[That explains why you're sweating.|4005]]
[[I should have thought of that.|4006]]“I know. It's great. Muscles totally warmed up and ready to pump some iron.” The guy says a bit too excited.
He suddenly flexes by squeezing his arms and pulling them forward. Giving you more than a good view of those and arms pecs with him so close. Made only the more apparent with his sweat glistening them.
[[Looks like you're ready alright.|4007]]
[[Man... Can't wait to look like you one day.|4008]]
[[Probably don't have to flexing that hard.|4009]]“The perfect combo brah. Warm up is important but takes too long for me. I'm ready to make some noise!” The guy says a bit too excited.
He suddenly flexes by squeezing his arms and pulling them forward. Giving you more than a good view of those and arms pecs with him so close. Made only the more apparent with his sweat glistening them.
[[Looks like you're ready alright.|4007]]
[[Man... Can't wait to look like you one day.|4008]]
[[Probably don't have to flexing that hard.|4009]]“Totally recommend bro. If you come here often, wouldn't mind a buddy to come here. Got to warn you though, I'm no slouch when it comes to rushing. Just get so pumped when I think about pumping some iron.” The guy says a bit too excited.
He suddenly flexes by squeezing his arms and pulling them forward. Giving you more than a good view of those and arms pecs with him so close. Made only the more apparent with his sweat glistening them.
[[Looks like you're ready alright.|4007]]
[[Man... Can't wait to look like you one day.|4008]]
[[Probably don't have to flexing that hard.|4009]]
<<set $t to $t + 1>><<set $t to 0>>“I try brah, I try.” The guy says as he changes position. Moving to flexing and arm and showing you how big and round that bicep of his can get.
As you start into that arm that looks bigger than your head, you notice you've been looking at him since he came in. Upon realizing this, you quickly turn your head to your locker. Trying your best not to stare, but your eyes won't listen to you.
“Don't be scared of it brah. I like admirers.” The guy grins.
[[You are pretty big...|4010]]
[[Sorry... I don't want it to seem weird.|4011]]
[[I, just... Uh... Sorry...|4012]]“That's the spirit bro!” The guy says as he changes position. Moving to flexing and arm and showing you how big and round that bicep of his can get. “Keep aiming and you'll have guns like these.”
As you start into that arm that looks bigger than your head, you notice you've been looking at him since he came in. Upon realizing this, you quickly turn your head to your locker. Trying your best not to stare, but your eyes won't listen to you.
“Don't be scared of it brah. I like admirers.” The guy grins.
[[You are pretty big...|4010]]
[[Sorry... I don't want it to seem weird.|4011]]
[[I, just... Uh... Sorry...|4012]]
<<set $t to $t + 1>>“Right? Muscles feel like they're getting a work out just fighting for space.” The guy says as he changes position. Moving to flexing and arm and showing you how big and round that bicep of his can get.
As you start into that arm that looks bigger than your head, you notice you've been looking at him since he came in. Upon realizing this, you quickly turn your head to your locker. Trying your best not to stare, but your eyes won't listen to you.
“Don't be scared of it brah. I like admirers.” The guy grins.
[[You are pretty big...|4010]]
[[Sorry... I don't want it to seem weird.|4011]]
[[I, just... Uh... Sorry...|4012]]“Just big bro? Go ahead and take a feel and see if you think I'm just big.” The guy says grinning confidently.
Your head betrays you as it turns to that arm of his. His massive, solid, strong, huge, thick, shiny, perfect arm of his... Your hands start to move on their own. You want to touch them, you want to do more than just just them, you want to worship them! But should you?...
[[Touch|4013]]
[[Resist|4014]]
<<set $t to $t + 1>>“Brah, if I was scared of people lookin' I wouldn't be this big. And if you like lookin', why not take a feel.” The guy says grinning confidently.
Your head betrays you as it turns to that arm of his. His massive, solid, strong, huge, thick, shiny, perfect arm of his... Your hands start to move on their own. You want to touch them, you want to do more than just just them, you want to worship them! But should you?...
[[Touch|4013]]
[[Resist|4014]]“Brah... You need more confidence. I can tell how badly you wanna look. Go on. I give you permission. Touch.” The guy says grinning confidently.
Your head betrays you as it turns to that arm of his. His massive, solid, strong, huge, thick, shiny, perfect arm of his... Your hands start to move on their own. You want to touch them, you want to do more than just just them, you want to worship them! But should you?...
[[Touch|4013]]
[[Resist|4014]]Well, since he offered, you don't want to be rude. So you let your hands go, almost slapping them as you grab.
“Heh.” Chuckles the guy.
It's exactly how you'd imagine it to be. Hard, solid, hot, slick, and oh so worth it. You can't even have your fingers touch with how huge his arm is when he flexes. He not squeezing all that hard but it still feels like your rubbing something harder than a rock. You don't know why it feels so good to rub it, but it does.
“You like?” Asks the guy.
Your head nods on its own as he pulls away much to your annoyance. You really wanted to feel them some more. Oddly, his scent is a bit strong. But that shouldn't be surprising, you do have his sweat on your hands. His masculine and manly sweat.
“Bet you can't wait to get arms like these brah.” The guys says as if he already knows what you want.
[[I can't...|4015]]
[[I don't know if I can get as big as you...|4016]]
[[Probably a couple of decades from now...|4017]]
<<set $t to $t + 1>>You try your best not to touch much to your hands displeasure.
“Why you frontin' brah. You know you wanna.” The guy says as he holds his arm closer.
You can't bring your eyes from it. That arm just looks so big and perfect. The way his muscles push out his veins. The way his sweat rolls down his bicep. The way it shines even in his shadow. His natural scent that just brings it all together. You hate yourself for not worshiping it.
“Keep admiring brah.” Says the guy.
Your head nods on its own as he pulls away much to your annoyance. You really wanted to feel them some more. Oddly, his scent is a bit strong. But that shouldn't be surprising, he did just have his arm in your face. His masculine and manly sweat.
“Bet you can't wait to get arms like these brah.” The guys says as if he already knows what you want.
[[I can't...|4015]]
[[I don't know if I can get as big as you...|4016]]
[[Probably a couple of decades from now...|4017]]“And you know what... I think I'm gonna help you bro.” The guy says as he begins undressing.
Your eyes never leaves his body. He only has shorts and a pair of shoes on, so it's not long before he's in the buff, and your eyes go wide. Those balls looks so fat and plump, and the way that thick log of meat rest on them, soft. Those tree trunk for thighs of his... It really just pushes out his junk so nicely. He really is big all over.
“Gay, brah?” Asks the guy.
Your cheeks go red hearing that you got obviously caught, but no matter how hard you try turning your head, it refuses. Almost as if you're not in control of it anymore.
[[Ss... Sorry...|4018]]
[[Nn... No...|4019]]
[[I can't... Look away...|4020]]
<<set $t to $t + 1>>“Don't know if you don't try, and I might be willing to help you out brah.” The guy says as he begins undressing.
Your eyes never leaves his body. He only has shorts and a pair of shoes on, so it's not long before he's in the buff, and your eyes go wide. Those balls looks so fat and plump, and the way that thick log of meat rest on them, soft. Those tree trunk for thighs of his... It really just pushes out his junk so nicely. He really is big all over.
“Gay, brah?” Asks the guy.
Your cheeks go red hearing that you got obviously caught, but no matter how hard you try turning your head, it refuses. Almost as if you're not in control of it anymore.
[[Ss... Sorry...|4018]]
[[Nn... No...|4019]]
[[I can't... Look away...|4020]]“You just need the right man to help you out. I might be willing to be that man.” The guy says as he begins undressing.
Your eyes never leaves his body. He only has shorts and a pair of shoes on, so it's not long before he's in the buff, and your eyes go wide. Those balls looks so fat and plump, and the way that thick log of meat rest on them, soft. Those tree trunk for thighs of his... It really just pushes out his junk so nicely. He really is big all over.
“Gay, brah?” Asks the guy.
Your cheeks go red hearing that you got obviously caught, but no matter how hard you try turning your head, it refuses. Almost as if you're not in control of it anymore.
[[Ss... Sorry...|4018]]
[[Nn... No...|4019]]
[[I can't... Look away...|4020]]“Don't be. I like it when they stare.” The guy voice echoes in your head as his hand holds your chin. Slowly making your eyes trail over his body as he forces you to look into his eyes. “Makes it easier.”
You have no clue what he means, but you want to be easier for him. You want to be anything he wants you to be. He just looks so perfect. He just looks so perfect. His scent is just so manly. You want to be anything he wants. You want to be like him. You want to be his. You have to be his. You must be his... You know you are his...
“You ready to submit brah?” The guy's voice echoes in your head. Drawing you in further into his eyes. Further into his body. Further into his warmth. You can't look away. You don't want to look away. You have to...
[[Yes...|4021]]
[[Please...|4022]]
[[Anything you want...|4023]]
<<set $t to $t + 1>>“Don't lie brah. You want this don't you.” The guy voice echoes in your head as his hand holds your chin. Slowly making your eyes trail over his body as he forces you to look into his eyes. “Tell me I'm lyin'.”
You don't have the ability to say no to this guy, and why would you ever want to? You want to be anything he wants you to be. He just looks so perfect. His scent is just so manly. You want to be anything he wants. You want to be like him. You want to be his. You have to be his. You must be his... You know you are his...
“You ready to submit brah?” The guy's voice echoes in your head. Drawing you in further into his eyes. Further into his body. Further into his warmth. You can't look away. You don't want to look away. You have to...
[[Yes...|4021]]
[[Please...|4022]]
[[Anything you want...|4023]]“Know you can't. You want to be apart of this, don't you.” The guy voice echoes in your head as his hand holds your chin. Slowly making your eyes trail over his body as he forces you to look into his eyes. “How about we start now.”
You have no clue what he means, but you want to do anything he wants. You want to be anything he wants you to be. He just looks so perfect. His scent is just so manly. You want to be anything he wants. You want to be like him. You want to be his. You have to be his. You must be his... You know you are his...
“You ready to submit brah?” The guy's voice echoes in your head. Drawing you in further into his eyes. Further into his body. Further into his warmth. You can't look away. You don't want to look away. You have to...
[[Yes...|4021]]
[[Please...|4022]]
[[Anything you want...|4023]]
<<set $t to $t + 1>>“Then lets get you ready brah...” Your Master's voice echoes in your head. Lulling in a sweet dream that you never want to wake from. A dream where all you can do is obey. All you can do is whatever he says. All you ever need to do is be under his control.
<<if $t < 5>>
You find yourself standing up as he lifts your chin higher to reach him. Staring into those beefy and meaty pecs of his. Sweat running down his chest. Reaching his nipple and forming a small bead. Growing heavy where it starts to grow longer, then just before it falls you catch it with your tongue. Brushing your tongue over that large and warm nip of his. Trailing over his wide and expansive chest. Wiping and cleaning him of his sweat that shouldn't be wasted.
“That's a good boy, brah. Don't wanna waste it, right?” You Master asks of you as you eagerly nod.
You press your body against his as your mouth opens wide. Drawing your tongue back just to enrich your mouth with his flavor, then pushing it back out to travel up his neck. You hug his back as you hump his hot and hard body. Getting yourself just as moist as he is in the process. Roaming your head over his shoulders. Wiping his sweat onto your arms. Scenting and marking yourself inside and out for everyone to know who you belong to.
You find yourself nose deep in his pits. Drying them off with your face and tongue. Licking and sucking anything your greedy mouth can get. You doubt you're doing anything other than making you both sweat more, but you don't care. All you want to do is please your Master. All you want to do is drown in his presence.
And as your eyes lazily look up at his as you run your tongue over his bicep, you see him grinning away.
“Fuck you're a nasty little pig, brah.” Your Master grins.
Suddenly, his hand is grabbing your chin. Pulling your face to his as his tongue meets your. Enticing you to press back into his kiss as he begins wrestling with your tongue. Sucking and moaning into each out as you give into his kiss. Making out with him as his hardon presses hard into your soft stomach. His taste keeps your mouth watering. His musk must be filling his mouth as it's the only thing you can taste, and yet he kisses you harder, only pulling back when your head gets light from the lack of air. Still connected to you with a strand of spit that you eagerly lick up. Licking his lips. Licking his cheeks. Wiping his face in the scent and flavor that you've become apart of.
“Enough playtime pig bro.” Your Master says pleased as you hear a click. “Time to work out. Make sure no sweat gets in my eyes. Or any left on the benches. I sweat a lot on long work out days.”
Your neck suddenly gets pulled as he walks back. Falling onto all fours, you follow behind him like the obident boy you are. Eagerly crawling behind him and following him to the weight room. Mouth watering at the thought of licking him clean again. Everyday... All day forever...
<</if>><<if $t > 4>>
You find yourself standing up as he lifts your chin higher to reach him. An arm pulling you close to him where you bump into his hot and solid body. Being this close to him feels so right. His washboard abs rubbing against yours. His barreled chest pushing against yours. His steel like arms holding you close. Keeping you in place. Keeping you in his embrace. Keeping you trapped under his scent. This is where you want to be. This where you always want to be.
“That's is bro...” Your Master's voice rings in your head. “Breath in deep. Know who you belong to.”
You do as your told and take in a deep breath. His strong and powerful musk filling your lungs. Pushing out your chest far. Demanding any an all space just to handle it. It warms not just your lungs but your whole body. Your muscles feel so warm and relaxed taking in his scent. Almost as if they're breathing in as well, making you feel as if your whole body is expanding and shrinking along with your breathing.
“Flex.” Commands your Master.
His arms begin to move and you follow him movement for movement. Bringing your arms to shoulder length and squeezing. Watching those boulder size arms pump right before you. Seeing those meaty pecs push out and fight each other for space. Looking in awe as those lucky veins of his pump out so far. Your jealous. You wish you could be them, and as if that was enough, you feel like you are them.
Your body begins to feel tight as he changes position. Matching him as he does. Your body begins to get heavy the harder you squeeze. Its as if his muscles are pushing out against you. Pumping you hard. Forcing your skin to stretch just to handle him. It hurts so good. You feel like you're getting a work out just by doing as he commands.
“Turn around brah.” Commands your Master.
As soon as your back is towards him, you're pulled right back to him. His body feeling so good against yours. His hands giving your aching body just the attention it needs. His strong and powerful hands grabbing your pecs. Kneading them in his grasp. Tingling your nipples as they rub them. It feels so good... So mind numbingly good.
Suddenly, a cloth with a strong anf addicting stench covers your nose. It smells so good, so masculine, so relaxing... It feels like you're getting drunk off of it. The tenseness in your muscles you were once feeling going away... Or maybe... The ability to know that going away?... You don't know... You don't care... All you need to know is whatever your Master tells you.
“That's my good musclepup...” Your Master says pleased. “Where them.”
You grab the cloth seeing that it's a pair of jokes and quickly put them on. Bending over just to get your buns loudly slapped and grabbed.
“Like my boy exposed and ready.” Your Master says as you hear a click. “Let's go bro. Want us both sweating like dogs before we hit the showers.
Your neck gets yanked and pulled down as you stumble to follow your Master. Falling on all fours as you follow close behind. Tied to your Master's waist, and ready to do whatever he wishes. Just like the good pup you are...
<</if>>“That's a good boy, brah. It'll be really smooth and easy then...” Your Master's voice echoes in your head. Lulling in a sweet dream that you never want to wake from. A dream where all you can do is obey. All you can do is whatever he says. All you ever need to do is be under his control.
<<if $t < 5>>
You find yourself standing up as he lifts your chin higher to reach him. Staring into those beefy and meaty pecs of his. Sweat running down his chest. Reaching his nipple and forming a small bead. Growing heavy where it starts to grow longer, then just before it falls you catch it with your tongue. Brushing your tongue over that large and warm nip of his. Trailing over his wide and expansive chest. Wiping and cleaning him of his sweat that shouldn't be wasted.
“That's a good boy, brah. Don't wanna waste it, right?” You Master asks of you as you eagerly nod.
You press your body against his as your mouth opens wide. Drawing your tongue back just to enrich your mouth with his flavor, then pushing it back out to travel up his neck. You hug his back as you hump his hot and hard body. Getting yourself just as moist as he is in the process. Roaming your head over his shoulders. Wiping his sweat onto your arms. Scenting and marking yourself inside and out for everyone to know who you belong to.
You find yourself nose deep in his pits. Drying them off with your face and tongue. Licking and sucking anything your greedy mouth can get. You doubt you're doing anything other than making you both sweat more, but you don't care. All you want to do is please your Master. All you want to do is drown in his presence.
And as your eyes lazily look up at his as you run your tongue over his bicep, you see him grinning away.
“Fuck you're a nasty little pig, brah.” Your Master grins.
Suddenly, his hand is grabbing your chin. Pulling your face to his as his tongue meets your. Enticing you to press back into his kiss as he begins wrestling with your tongue. Sucking and moaning into each out as you give into his kiss. Making out with him as his hardon presses hard into your soft stomach. His taste keeps your mouth watering. His musk must be filling his mouth as it's the only thing you can taste, and yet he kisses you harder, only pulling back when your head gets light from the lack of air. Still connected to you with a strand of spit that you eagerly lick up. Licking his lips. Licking his cheeks. Wiping his face in the scent and flavor that you've become apart of.
“Enough playtime pig bro.” Your Master says pleased as you hear a click. “Time to work out. Make sure no sweat gets in my eyes. Or any left on the benches. I sweat a lot on long work out days.”
Your neck suddenly gets pulled as he walks back. Falling onto all fours, you follow behind him like the obident boy you are. Eagerly crawling behind him and following him to the weight room. Mouth watering at the thought of licking him clean again. Everyday... All day forever...
<</if>><<if $t > 4>>
You find yourself standing up as he lifts your chin higher to reach him. An arm pulling you close to him where you bump into his hot and solid body. Being this close to him feels so right. His washboard abs rubbing against yours. His barreled chest pushing against yours. His steel like arms holding you close. Keeping you in place. Keeping you in his embrace. Keeping you trapped under his scent. This is where you want to be. This where you always want to be.
“That's is bro...” Your Master's voice rings in your head. “Breath in deep. Know who you belong to.”
You do as your told and take in a deep breath. His strong and powerful musk filling your lungs. Pushing out your chest far. Demanding any an all space just to handle it. It warms not just your lungs but your whole body. Your muscles feel so warm and relaxed taking in his scent. Almost as if they're breathing in as well, making you feel as if your whole body is expanding and shrinking along with your breathing.
“Flex.” Commands your Master.
His arms begin to move and you follow him movement for movement. Bringing your arms to shoulder length and squeezing. Watching those boulder size arms pump right before you. Seeing those meaty pecs push out and fight each other for space. Looking in awe as those lucky veins of his pump out so far. Your jealous. You wish you could be them, and as if that was enough, you feel like you are them.
Your body begins to feel tight as he changes position. Matching him as he does. Your body begins to get heavy the harder you squeeze. Its as if his muscles are pushing out against you. Pumping you hard. Forcing your skin to stretch just to handle him. It hurts so good. You feel like you're getting a work out just by doing as he commands.
“Turn around brah.” Commands your Master.
As soon as your back is towards him, you're pulled right back to him. His body feeling so good against yours. His hands giving your aching body just the attention it needs. His strong and powerful hands grabbing your pecs. Kneading them in his grasp. Tingling your nipples as they rub them. It feels so good... So mind numbingly good.
Suddenly, a cloth with a strong anf addicting stench covers your nose. It smells so good, so masculine, so relaxing... It feels like you're getting drunk off of it. The tenseness in your muscles you were once feeling going away... Or maybe... The ability to know that going away?... You don't know... You don't care... All you need to know is whatever your Master tells you.
“That's my good musclepup...” Your Master says pleased. “Where them.”
You grab the cloth seeing that it's a pair of jokes and quickly put them on. Bending over just to get your buns loudly slapped and grabbed.
“Like my boy exposed and ready.” Your Master says as you hear a click. “Let's go bro. Want us both sweating like dogs before we hit the showers.
Your neck gets yanked and pulled down as you stumble to follow your Master. Falling on all fours as you follow close behind. Tied to your Master's waist, and ready to do whatever he wishes. Just like the good pup you are...
<</if>>“That's what I want to hear. Let's make you the perfect pet I want...” Your Master's voice echoes in your head. Lulling in a sweet dream that you never want to wake from. A dream where all you can do is obey. All you can do is whatever he says. All you ever need to do is be under his control.
<<if $t < 5>>
You find yourself standing up as he lifts your chin higher to reach him. Staring into those beefy and meaty pecs of his. Sweat running down his chest. Reaching his nipple and forming a small bead. Growing heavy where it starts to grow longer, then just before it falls you catch it with your tongue. Brushing your tongue over that large and warm nip of his. Trailing over his wide and expansive chest. Wiping and cleaning him of his sweat that shouldn't be wasted.
“That's a good boy, brah. Don't wanna waste it, right?” You Master asks of you as you eagerly nod.
You press your body against his as your mouth opens wide. Drawing your tongue back just to enrich your mouth with his flavor, then pushing it back out to travel up his neck. You hug his back as you hump his hot and hard body. Getting yourself just as moist as he is in the process. Roaming your head over his shoulders. Wiping his sweat onto your arms. Scenting and marking yourself inside and out for everyone to know who you belong to.
You find yourself nose deep in his pits. Drying them off with your face and tongue. Licking and sucking anything your greedy mouth can get. You doubt you're doing anything other than making you both sweat more, but you don't care. All you want to do is please your Master. All you want to do is drown in his presence.
And as your eyes lazily look up at his as you run your tongue over his bicep, you see him grinning away.
“Fuck you're a nasty little pig, brah.” Your Master grins.
Suddenly, his hand is grabbing your chin. Pulling your face to his as his tongue meets your. Enticing you to press back into his kiss as he begins wrestling with your tongue. Sucking and moaning into each out as you give into his kiss. Making out with him as his hardon presses hard into your soft stomach. His taste keeps your mouth watering. His musk must be filling his mouth as it's the only thing you can taste, and yet he kisses you harder, only pulling back when your head gets light from the lack of air. Still connected to you with a strand of spit that you eagerly lick up. Licking his lips. Licking his cheeks. Wiping his face in the scent and flavor that you've become apart of.
“Enough playtime pig bro.” Your Master says pleased as you hear a click. “Time to work out. Make sure no sweat gets in my eyes. Or any left on the benches. I sweat a lot on long work out days.”
Your neck suddenly gets pulled as he walks back. Falling onto all fours, you follow behind him like the obident boy you are. Eagerly crawling behind him and following him to the weight room. Mouth watering at the thought of licking him clean again. Everyday... All day forever...
<</if>><<if $t > 4>>
You find yourself standing up as he lifts your chin higher to reach him. An arm pulling you close to him where you bump into his hot and solid body. Being this close to him feels so right. His washboard abs rubbing against yours. His barreled chest pushing against yours. His steel like arms holding you close. Keeping you in place. Keeping you in his embrace. Keeping you trapped under his scent. This is where you want to be. This where you always want to be.
“That's is bro...” Your Master's voice rings in your head. “Breath in deep. Know who you belong to.”
You do as your told and take in a deep breath. His strong and powerful musk filling your lungs. Pushing out your chest far. Demanding any an all space just to handle it. It warms not just your lungs but your whole body. Your muscles feel so warm and relaxed taking in his scent. Almost as if they're breathing in as well, making you feel as if your whole body is expanding and shrinking along with your breathing.
“Flex.” Commands your Master.
His arms begin to move and you follow him movement for movement. Bringing your arms to shoulder length and squeezing. Watching those boulder size arms pump right before you. Seeing those meaty pecs push out and fight each other for space. Looking in awe as those lucky veins of his pump out so far. Your jealous. You wish you could be them, and as if that was enough, you feel like you are them.
Your body begins to feel tight as he changes position. Matching him as he does. Your body begins to get heavy the harder you squeeze. Its as if his muscles are pushing out against you. Pumping you hard. Forcing your skin to stretch just to handle him. It hurts so good. You feel like you're getting a work out just by doing as he commands.
“Turn around brah.” Commands your Master.
As soon as your back is towards him, you're pulled right back to him. His body feeling so good against yours. His hands giving your aching body just the attention it needs. His strong and powerful hands grabbing your pecs. Kneading them in his grasp. Tingling your nipples as they rub them. It feels so good... So mind numbingly good.
Suddenly, a cloth with a strong anf addicting stench covers your nose. It smells so good, so masculine, so relaxing... It feels like you're getting drunk off of it. The tenseness in your muscles you were once feeling going away... Or maybe... The ability to know that going away?... You don't know... You don't care... All you need to know is whatever your Master tells you.
“That's my good musclepup...” Your Master says pleased. “Where them.”
You grab the cloth seeing that it's a pair of jokes and quickly put them on. Bending over just to get your buns loudly slapped and grabbed.
“Like my boy exposed and ready.” Your Master says as you hear a click. “Let's go bro. Want us both sweating like dogs before we hit the showers.
Your neck gets yanked and pulled down as you stumble to follow your Master. Falling on all fours as you follow close behind. Tied to your Master's waist, and ready to do whatever he wishes. Just like the good pup you are...
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