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My personal trainer Part. 1This story is about irony. I joined a gym because I wanted to be more physically attractive for the summer time.I wanted to go to the beach and just watch a couple of girls turn their heads towards me as I walked by.So I’m at the gym and the owner was this huge bald guy, about 50 year old, with muscles that could be seen from space. He was a really nice guy, showed me how to use the machines and gave me some good fitness tips. We really hit it off and he spent a lot of time exercising in the machines right next to me, so we end up talking a lot. Every now and again I’d notice this group of 4 or 5 girls staring at me and him … almost as if envious of the attention I was getting, but I never minded that, I’ve always assumed it was because I was a new canlı bahis customer. Some time passed and he became my personal trainer without me even asking for it. I started to notice his hands would linger on my thighs and butt, but I assumed that was just his way off teaching me.But this one time, I noticed a huge bulge in his shorts. I guess he must have been wearing tighter shorts then usual. I tried to ignore it, although it was hard considering the size, but what made it impossible to ignore was the fact he started to get incredibly close, to the point where I was feeling his penis touch my back. This made me want to grope him, rip the shorts and stuff his penis in my mouth, which was a very weird feeling to have, I’d never had such a thought up until this point. In this dazed bahis siteleri and confused state I forgot the right rhythm of exercise and pulled a muscle. It was really bad and I had to make a huge effort not to yell some obscenities. My trainer came to my rescue and took me to the massage room to take a look at my injury. He began to massage my leg and I guess what began as a massage to relieve me of the pain, gave way to a massage with the purpose of exploring my body.There I was in this empty room with nothing but massage beds and this huge man that seemed to get boners for me.My shorts were off because the injury was high up in my thigh and his hands going past my butt cheeks made me shiver. I told him I had better lay on my stomach because it hurt more on the back then on güvenilir bahis the front of the leg, which was a lie, I barely felt any pain anymore.I was wearing very tight and short, skin hugging briefs. My skin was greased by the massage oil he had applied. I began to feel my face get really red and I began to moan lightly. I fumbled for his hand and when I found it I guided it to my butt cheek, he proceeded to grab it and fondle it over then briefs, but then pulled then off.I was now butt naked and my trainer seemed to be very pleased, I could tell my the tent pitched on his shorts.I was losing my mind with excitement, so I got up from the massage table and got on my knees right in front of him. I massaged his member over the shorts, but immediately felt the need to see it, touch it, taste it. ——————————–To Be Continued———————————Sorry for the anti-climax, the second part will be more the worth all the jerking you’ll do while reading it 😉
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