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Matthew was at the gym, pushing himself through another gruelling workout session. It was nearly closing time, and the dimly lit space was nearly empty. Just one other person remained—a man named Will, who seemed to be watching Matthew with an intense focus.
Matthew was slim and pale skinned with an effeminate build. He was a little self-conscious, always aware of the gazes that followed him. Today was no exception, and as he lifted weights, he could feel Will’s eyes lingering on him.
Will was a tall, muscular dark skinned man with arms like tree trunks and a commanding presence. Matthew couldn’t deny his secret fear of Will, but at the same time, he couldn’t stop himself from secretly stealing glances at the man’s immense size. It both fascinated and intimidated him.
Will always had a teasing smile on his face when they passed in the lockers. Matthew wondered if he actually worked in the gym – he just seemed to always be there.
As Matthew continued his workout, he felt a bit of embarrassment wash over him. He wished he hadn’t worn his pink and black tight bike shorts. They clung to his body and rode up his buttocks, outlining things a little too much. And now, with Will’s gaze fixed on him, Matthew couldn’t help but feel even more exposed.
Suddenly, Will approached him, the heavy thud of his stride causing Matthew’s heart to skip a beat.
“Hey bud, I noticed you could use some help with your form,” he said, a hint of a smile playing on his lips.
Matthew’s cheeks flushed, but he managed to stammer out a response. “Oh, um, thank you. I guess I could use some pointers.”
Without waiting for permission, Will gently adjusted Matthew’s hands, hips, and stance, guiding him to a more efficient position. The physical contact between them felt surprisingly intimate, and Matthew found himself impressed by Will’s control as he effortlessly moved him around.
“Try it again” his voice rumbled softly in the empty gym.
Matthew lifted, very aware of the watchful eyes behind him. He felt Will nod appreciatively.
“Much better form, keep going”
As his workout progressed, Will suggested they try lifting the bar together.
Matthew’s heart raced at the thought, his mind whirling with conflicting emotions. The idea of sharing such a physical task with Will, both excited and scared him.
He added more weights to the bar and positioned himself behind Matthew, his hands gripping the bar over the smaller hands. Matthew could feel Will’s breath against his ear as he gave instructions, his voice Sancaktepe Escort laced with a hint of flirtation. “Come on, princess, you’ve got this. Show me what you can do.”
The weights felt heavy, much more than he could handle. Will’s body behind him felt like a slab of rock, but Matthew was determined to prove himself. With a synchronised effort, they began to lift, the strain especially evident in Matthews muscles.
Will’s close proximity, the pressure of his body against Matthew’s, only added to the intensity of the moment.
Matthew couldn’t help but be captivated by the overpowering strength radiating from Will. It was exhilarating and intoxicating, and he found himself pushing through the exhaustion, driven by the desire to keep up with Will’s pace.
But as the sets continued, Matthew’s fatigue became more pronounced. He felt his arms trembling, his breath growing ragged. He dared to utter a plea for a break, his voice barely above a whisper.
Will’s voice, low and teasing, reached his ears. “Too heavy for you, princess?” he asked, a hint of amusement in his tone.
Matthew’s face burned with embarrassment, realising that Will had hardly broken into a sweat. He nodded sheepishly, unable to meet Will’s gaze directly. The nickname “princess” both teased and excited him.
With a gentle laugh, Will eased the weight off Matthew’s shoulders, granting him a much-needed respite. He moved closer, their bodies touching intimately, and whispered, “Don’t worry, princess. I’ll take care of you.”
Matthew was gasping, from the exhaustion and from the shock of being spoken to this way by the big towering brute of a man. He felt his breathing ragged as he finally cried out, “Please stop calling me that.”
He heard Will chuckle, a rumbling sound deep in his chest. He placed the weight back down.
He felt Will move slowly, rough fingertips running gently down Matthews shoulders and down his arms, tracing their slender shape. He drew his fingers all the way down to the wrists which he gently pulled back behind Matthews body.
Matthews’ eyes widened, a little afraid, he looked back almost in a panic. But Will’s touch was gentle, in stark contrast to the power he could wield over the slender arms if he wanted to. It was a gentle warning, as were his words.
“Such soft slender arms, do you really think someone with arms like this should be using words like “Stop” with me?”
The question hung in the air. Matthew looked at him, deeply shocked.
Will’s hands lifted slowly Escort Sancaktepe higher, making Matthews arms twist upwards so he had to bend at the waist to stop the hurt in his shoulders. He felt Will switch his hands, using one to hold both his wrists while the other slid ever so slowly up the taut pale skin.
“Arms like this were made to be wrapped tightly around my neck. The only words I should be hearing is “Don’t stop Daddy”, isn’t that right Mattie?
Matthew felt like his heart would jump from his chest. He was terrified. He knew he should also be repulsed, but some deep dark part of him wanted more.
He nodded.
“Good girl.” Will chuckled and with that he shifted the wrists higher, making Matthew cry out in pain. “These hands are so delicate, they shouldn’t be treated so roughly should they?”
Matthew shook his head, biting down on his lip to stop crying out.
“If these hands are good to Daddy, they will be just fine”
Before he could stop himself the words tumbled out.
“Yes Daddy”
“Very good. First you’re going to use these pretty hands to take off those shoes. Then you’re going to slip out of those little socks.”
Wills hand moved to Matthews back gently tracing his spine as he continued.
“Then these little hands are going to peel of this tight Tshirt.”
His hand travelled lower, long firm fingers walking slowly along Matthews buttocks.
“Finally you’re going to use those hands to peel off these shorts, and you’re going to do that very very slowly.”
With that he released the hands. Matthew almost collapsed in relief as the tension was relieved. He heard Will move back and sit in the weight machine behind them.
“And you’re going to do all that while I finish my reps” He growled.
Matthew felt faint. He wanted to run but there was a dark burning glow in his belly. It burned through him and made him weak at the knees. His entire body hurt with the workout just moments ago and the rough twisting of his arms.
He had done it so easily.
The rhythmic hiss and clang of Will doing his reps on the machine filled the air. With a slow ragged breath Matthew lowered himself to one knee and started to unlace his runners.
He heard a growl and the rhythm stopped. “No! Bend at the waist, keep your knees straight. I wanna see that sweet cherry”
Matthew almost whimpered, there was heat, embarrassingly stiff heat growing in his bike shorts. He straightened and bent slowly at the waist, fingers struggling with the knots on his runners. Sancaktepe Escort Bayan Behind him the rhythmic clangs started up again.
He heard the grunts of effort. He could feel the eyes burning into his buttocks, into the curves of his ass encased in the tight pink and black shorts.
Finally his shoes were untied, he stumbled out of them and tugged off the socks.
He straightened and slowly lifted his top off his body, dropping it on top of his shoes.
The rhythm behind him had stopped, he heard Will’s ragged breathing. Then the sound of the weights being adjusted. Will was increasing the resistance.
Matthew felt his fingers move in a daze, slipping under the tight waistband of the bike shorts. He started to tug it lower, just as Will’s voice rang out.
“Slow. Real slow princess” His voice grunted with effort. Matthew dared not look back, but he could tell he would be lifting a huge amount of weight.
Matthew peeled the shorts slowly down his hips, then buttocks, slowly inch by inch down his thighs. Will’s grunts and clangs of the machine behind him filled the room, they almost seemed to be in sync with his breathing, ragged gasps with each grunt.
Matthew looked down as he slipped the shorts off each foot in turn, he was erect and painfully so. He could hardly believe it, here he was naked and exposed while this brute of a man worked the weight machine. Had his body betrayed him? Or had he wanted this all along?
He placed his trembling hands on his knees to brace himself, just as he felt a pause in Wills grunts behind him. He was adjusting the weight resistance again!
Matthew couldn’t stop himself, he turned to look behind him.
Will had taken off his top, his broad muscled chest was slick and glistening with sweat. His hands poised on the bar of the machine, he was taking in deep calculated breaths ready to lift what seemed like an impossible amount.
His eyes were fixed on Matthew’s ass.
“Spread that cherry for me princess.”
Matthew reached back, his eyes still locked on the sweat slicked chest, fingers dug into soft flesh and pulled. Just as Will grunted loudly and heaved the huge weight slabs into the air, Matthew felt his knees give out.
Ass spread open, knees knocking together and bent at the waist for Will’s thick flexing body, Matthew came in a shocking helpless puddle on the gym floor. He collapsed onto the tile on his knees, sobbing and writhing.
It felt like hours later, when the pounding in his veins had calmed. Will’s fingers run gently down his spine. There was a smile in his voice, but it sounded gentle.
“Time to go home and rest, princess, but I want you back at the same time next week.”
The hand ran lower gently cupping and stroking his buttocks and upper thigh.
“We need to work on your flexibility.”
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