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Hey There I Was Wondering If You Could Help Me Out. I Always Been Too Lazy And Shy, I Was Wondering If

Hey there I was wondering if you could help me out. I always been too lazy and shy, I was wondering if you could help me be the confidant, driven, hardworking been in and outside of work, cocky man I’ve always wanted to be.

Shy and lazy? I feel that on such a personal level...

Luckily for you, I have just the trick. Go ahead and close your eyes, and we'll transport you somewhere...

You open up your eyes and are shocked at first to find yourself in the middle of a gym locker room, with a handful of naked musclemen standing around you. Their muscles glisten underneath the bright fluorescents of the locker room, making their musculature pop even more noticeably.

Before you can ask what's happening, you finally feel the immense weight on your entire body. You look down at yourself and hold back a loud gasp at the sheer expanse of muscle that you now possess.

Your body is now massive, looking like it should belong to a competitive bodybuilder. Everything about you was huge. Your arms were so large that they hung akimbo at your side, your biceps resting atop flaring lats. Your pecs were so heavy and cumbersome, feeling enormous and swole as they protruded far out in front of you. To act as a counterbalance, your glutes had expanded to a large degree, looking more like you were smuggling two soccer balls in your pants.

Your inspection was interrupted when you began to realize that the rest of the musclemen in the room were still staring at you, a hungry gaze int heir eyes.

On instinct, you felt yourself start to flex.

Without a thought on your side, you flexed your massive biceps, making the large muscle curl up with power, ellicitng cheers from the other men. You bounced your huge muscletits, letting the large mounds bounce up and down, jiggling with every movement.

You stayed there in the locker room, showing off your muscles for every guy who would look, a cocky smirk on your face the entire time. And you loved every second of it!

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1 year ago

I hope I’ve come to the right place
 I want to wake up as the man I was meant to be: muscular, handsome, and voracious.

I’ve just never been able to get into working out, so now I find myself entering my thirties with an early-onset dadbod — but I know that if I had the right start, I’d be able to keep it up and be a real fucking man.

I Hope Ive Come To The Right Place I Want To Wake Up As The Man I Was Meant To Be: Muscular, Handsome,

If we go back in time and do a little twist of fate, making it so that you'd begun to enter the gym immediately as soon as you could, then...

BWOMPH!

You felt your previous body literally explode with muscle, a large weight placed upon you from all over.

"Whoa..." you couldn't help but mumble, loving how much deeper your voice sounded. Looking downward, all you could see was the great expanse of your massive new muscletits as they jutted far off in front of you. You cumbersome arms were hanging awkwardly at your sides as they rested upon your flaring lats. You took a shaky step forward, your wide thighs rolling over one another as they constantly pressed together.

And that's when you noticed how good it felt to have your newly enlarged muscles rubbing up against itself constantly. Like, really good.

Your cock sprung out and tented your workout shorts noticeably, just from the sensation of your bowling ball sized biceps shifting against your enormous pecs. You had to stifle a moan as you took a step forward, your quads rolling against one another and thrusting your rock hard cock out further in front of you.

All of your clothes were skintight, the squeezing sensation mimicking someone running their hungry hands all over your new bodybuilder form, making your roll your head back and bellow out a moan as you were constantly felt up.

You even had to tug your stringer down to give your excruciatingly sensitive nipples a reprieve. However, you didn't account for the gentle breeze from your A/C unit blowing over the hard nubs, making your cock throb like crazy.

You couldn't help but flex and feel up your inflated muscles which were extremely sensitive, making every touch you felt feel like pure sex. You were a moaning, slutty muscle monster, unable to stop groping himself as many of the other musclemen began to surround you and watch your show, some even starting to join and worship your gigantic form.


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1 year ago
Someone Snuck Some Growth Formula Into Daddy's Morning Coffee. He's A Little Annoyed That None Of His

Someone snuck some growth formula into Daddy's morning coffee. He's a little annoyed that none of his shirts fit anymore, but he'll get over it.


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1 year ago

Wolfe Glick's New Career

Part 1 │ Part 2

Wolfe Glick's New Career

"Damn it!” Blue, working in his home office, heard Kevin groan from the front door.

He pushed himself away from his desk and walked downstairs, trying to figure out what was wrong. In the entryway of their home, he saw his shirtless, hairy boyfriend clad in nothing but a skimpy jockstrap that struggled to contain his massive bulge. He was frowning as he glanced at the porch, the door swinging wide open so that the whole neighborhood could see his buff frame.

“What is it?” Blue asked, placing a tender hand on Kevin’s hairy pec, trying to fight back a smile as the other man shuddered at the touch, his jockstrap-clad bulge twitching.

Kevin tried to focus on the issue at hand, even as he leaned further into Blue’s touch. “Someone stole our package,” he whined. “Again!”

At the sound of the ruckus downstairs, Nick made his way down and over to the other two. He was still naked from his interrupted stream, his hard cock bobbing out in front of him with every step he took. The only thing he wore was a cowboy hat— something that was a permanent fixture of his wardrobe. “What’s goin’ on?” he asked, his thick country boy accent as prominent as ever.

Blue crossed his arms in front of himself. “It seems that there’s been some porch pirates in the area,” he mused, trying to think up a solution.

Kevin snorted, “Maybe if we had a guard dog to scare the thieves away.”

Nick nodded in agreement. “Some big fella who would scare any of them robbers away. That’d do the trick.”

An idea started to form in Blue’s mind and he began to smirk to himself. “A big, strong guard dog?” he hummed. “That’s a pretty good idea
”

— — —

“
so make sure you like and subscribe for more PokĂ©mon content,” Wolfe Glick said into his webcam, giving his usual sign off for his next video. He clicked on the red circle icon, stopping his recording.

He glanced at the time on his computer, and shot out of his seat once he realized that he was running late for his appointment. The World Champion PokĂ©mon player was an avid streamer, and with Worlds coming up, he was starting to feel the pressure a little bit. It wasn’t anything too terrible, but Wolfe figured that the smartest thing to do would be to talk to a professional before any of his anxieties grew.

After doing some Internet searching, Wolfe had stumbled upon the homepage of a certain hypnotherapist named Blue, who claimed to specialize in work-related anxiety. After one phone call, he’d made an appointment with the hypnotherapist, hoping that he could use his expertise to help him dominate at Worlds and maintain his top position as the World’s Greatest PokĂ©mon Master.

After leaving his place, Wolfe made it to the hypnotherapist’s home office just in time. He parked his car in back and made his way up to the front door.

He barely had time to knock before the front door swung open, revealing the doctor. “Welcome, Wolfe,” Blue grinned. “I’ve been expecting you. Please come in.”

The streamer followed Blue inside the home, noting how cozy it was. There was the faint smell of musk, as if there was an at-home gym on the premises. Plus, he could see a variety of consoles and gaming memorabilia.

“You game?” Wolfe asked, finding playing video games a safe way to form a connection with a new person.

Blue nodded as he led the other man into his office, gesturing towards the sofa for him to relax on. “From time to time,” he said. “My boyfriends play a lot more than I do. They actually stream for a living.”

Wolfe nodded to himself as he took the offered seat.

“But you didn’t come all the way here to discuss gaming with me, did you?” Blue asked, grabbing his notebook and pen. “Tell me, Wolfe, what’s on your mind?”

The streamer shrugged his broad shoulders, and the bottom of his polo lifted with the action, giving Blue a sneak peek of his happy trail. “I’ve just been feeling a little stress and anxiety over this competition that’s coming up,” he admitted. “It’s nothing too much, but I just wanted to talk to someone to make sure I stay grounded.”

Blue nodded, humming to himself in thought. “You know,” he finally said, “there are some hypnosis treatments that I can offer you to help keep your stress levels down.”

“Sure, let’s try it,” he said, leaning back into the sofa.

The hypnotherapist fought to hide his mischievous smirk as he grabbed his pocket watch out of his coat. “Now, just focus your attention on the watch and listen to the sound of my voice,” he said in a smooth tone. 

Wolfe did as instructed, and he instantly felt relaxed as he watched the pocket watch swing left and right. The sounds of the Blue’s melodic words lulled him into a deep sleep, and eventually his eyes glazed over and his jaw was slack as he fell under Blue’s control.

A wide grin stretched out Blue’s face. “Now Wolfe, I want you to listen to every command I give you,” he said, his voice slow and deep. “Tell me if you understand.”

“I understand,” Wolfe repeated in a monotone, his eyes still fixated on the swinging pocket watch.

“Now, Wolfe, you may continue your streaming career, but you’re also going to take up another passion: Bodybuilding.”

“I will take up bodybuilding,” Wolfe repeated.

“You will look into bodybuilding and you will grow consumed with the thought of getting bigger. And you won’t listen to anyone who questions this new desire of yours.”

“I want to get bigger.”

Snap! Blue snapped his fingers, jolting Wolfe out of his daze.

Wolfe jerked back in his seat, rubbing at his temples in confusion. The last thing he’d been able to vividly recall was arriving at the doctor’s home. Yet, after that, everything was fuzzy. He struggled to recall anything during the hypnosis session, but a thick fog seemed to solidify in his brain, effectively blocking it out.

The streamer continued to massage his foggy head as he tried to piece together anything. However, he soon realized that the mild panic he’d felt earlier in the morning was gone. Whereas, he’d felt a little apprehension about the upcoming PokĂ©mon tournaments, he didn’t feel worried in the slightest now as he sat in front of Blue.

The man perked up. “It worked!” he gasped in surprised. “Holy crap, it actually worked!”

Blue smiled to himself. “Of course it did,” he chuckled. “Now, let’s go ahead an schedule you a follow-up
”

After scheduling another session, Wolfe left the doctor’s office with his head held high. The cute streamer was in awe that the hypnotherapy actually worked, and he was planning on telling all of his friends about the miracle worker that Dr. Blue was. However, all of his elation fell down to the ground when he saw his reflection in the tinted windows of his car.

Wolfe deeply frowned when he examined his body.

He’d worn a simple polo and some shorts for his session, so his limbs were easily visible. However, the man grew self-conscious when he saw how stick thin and tiny his arms looked. He flexed one arm, feeling immense disappointment when his bicep barely created a lump. Looking down at himself, his chest seemed embarrassingly flat, showing absolutely zero traces of muscle whatsoever. And his legs were like toothpicks: thin and simple.

Never before had Wolfe ever felt self-conscious about his body. Being a streamer, he tended to not get as much exercise as he’d preferred to; however, all he seemed to be able to think about as he stared at his slender reflection was that he was so small and tiny.

Without a second thought, Wolfe got into his car and sped down the road to one of the local gyms in the area. He hurried inside and paid for a membership, immediately heading towards the weight pile


— — —

There was a knock on the door, and Dr. Blue left his office to go answer it. He swung it open widely, his eyes nearly popping out of his skull as he saw his altered client.

“Good morning, Dr. Blue,” Wolfe smiled as he entered the house for his follow-up appointment.

It’d been about two months since his last visit, and although he’d known that the results would be drastic, Blue still wasn’t fully prepared for what he saw.

Whereas before, Wolfe had been rather slender and toned, this new hunk was packed with solid muscle. Still wearing the same sized clothes as before, Wolfe’s new muscles stretched every fabric to the limit. His arms had grown, making the tight sleeves of his polo bunch up near his rounding shoulders. The bottom of his shirt was lifted a little bit due to his growing pecs that were now so big that the streamer couldn’t button up the polo at the top. His legs had grown a bit too, forcing his usual strut to take on a little bit of a waddle.

“Wow, Wolfe, you’ve been working out, haven’t you?” Blue mused, quite literally drooling over the growing gamer.

Wolfe blushed a little bit. “Yeah, a little bit,” he said, flexing a sizable bicep, causing the fabric around his arms to rip a little bit. “I’m still nowhere near as big as I’d like to be though.”

Blue smirked a little as an idea formed in his head. “Well, I can help you out with that too,” he offered. “If you’d like, of course.”

Wolfe eagerly agreed and nearly threw himself down onto the couch, sitting up straight as he readied himself for another hypnotherapy session. His stress levels were already at an all time low, so if Blue could help him out with his workouts, then he’d feel one-hundred percent at peace. Over the past few months, Wolfe still streamed and prepared for Worlds; however, whenever he wasn’t playing PokĂ©mon, the stud was in the gym. He worked out religiously all in attempt to bulk up. Although he was gaining some impressive muscles in such a short amount of time (and he’d already gained about twenty pounds of pure muscle), he was nowhere near feeling big enough. He still felt tiny, despite having outgrown all of his clothes that were now plastered against his growing frame.

“Just pay attention to the pocket watch,” Blue ordered, swinging it to and fro.

Again, it didn’t take long before Wolfe was lost in a trance, his jaw slacked as the growing muscle stud was put under.

“Wolfe,” Blue smiled, “you’re making some nice progress, but we can speed things up a bit. You’re now going to feel an urge to take steroids so that you can get as inhumanly big as possible.”

“I will take steroids,” Wolfe repeated, his voice robotic and slow.

“And once you’re all big and bulky like a bodybuilder, you’ll come move in here to be our good guard dog.”

“I will be a big guard dog
”

— — —

Over the next few months, Wolfe practically lived in the gym. He still focused on his streaming career, and even won Worlds. However, now that that was out of the way, the growing hunk was able to devote all of his time to working out and growing his muscles.

At his gym, he’d managed to make some connections to get a hold of some fast-acting steroids that were guaranteed to bring about drastic results. At first, Wolfe noticed the side effects more than anything. His body hair grew in thicker with all of the extra testosterone in his system, leading to his chest hair growing in at a faster rate and covering up all of his budding muscles. And his libido was in hyperdrive. The streamer was constantly horny, and after each workout session, he had to excuse himself to the locker room to take care of his throbbing member.

Whereas Wolfe had started out his hypnotherapy sessions weighing in a regular 180 pounds, the stud was now topping the scales at 320 pounds of pure, solid muscle. His arms had packed on so much size that he had trouble bending them past a ninety degree angle, and whenever they were relaxed, they rested atop his new flaring lats. His pecs had inflated to large proportions, looking cumbersome and heavy as they jutted off his torso. The hairy mounds were so large that they forced his nipples to point downward; and his large pecs and arms kept pushing against each other whenever he tried to told a game controller for his streams which led to a lot of his videos showing him struggling to get comfortable in his tiny chair with such a large bulky body. His legs were so large now that the streamer waddled everywhere he went, his massive thighs rolling over each other with each step. Thanks to his steroid usage, his stomach pushed out slightly, giving him the beginnings of what would eventually turn into a large, round roidgut.

Wolfe was huge! His large hairy muscles were professional bodybuilder size, and the stud still wanted to get bigger. He had trouble finding clothes that would fit over his enormous bulk, resulting in his wardrobe consisting of numerous tanks and loose shorts. Still, at their largest size, his shorts appeared shrink wrapped around his big quads, and his pecs constantly spilled out over the tops of his tanks.

It was dressed like this that Wolfe made his way back to Blue’s place for what was supposed to be their final session. Although Wolfe felt as if his anxiety was under control, he still felt compelled to venture back to the hypnotherapist’s office.

When he entered, he felt an odd surge of pride when he saw how wide Blue’s eyes got when looking at his muscles.

“Wow, Wolfey,” Blue genuinely mused. “You’re huge!”

Wolfe felt his face stretch out into a joyful smile at being called huge, and he couldn’t resist forming a double biceps pose on the spot. His mountainous biceps flexed with power, and since he’d come straight to the doctor’s after his workout, his hairy pits were all sweaty and musky, filling the small office with a locker room aroma.

Blue ran an admiring hand over one of Wolfe’s large muscletits, giving the round muscle a playful squeeze. “You must’ve been working out a lot,” he teased. “Such a big, strong guy you are!”

Wolfe couldn’t help but preen at the compliments he was getting. For some strange reason, they seemed to bring about a joyous sensation deep within him, and he felt himself growing more and more excited by the second. His hard cock started to tent out his workout shorts, and he moved to another pose. This time, forming a side chest pose to illustrate just how much work he’d put into building up his massive body.

“Is that him?” Wolfe heard a deep voice with a country accent ask.

Still posing, he looked over to the stairs to see two men descend. One was wearing cowboy hat while the other had grown out what looked like a porn stache. Both were hairy and left their impressive (yet way smaller than his) chests on full display.

Instead of being self-conscious at being caught showing off his muscles for another guy, Wolfe loved having more guys look at him. The streamer leaned forward to form a most muscular pose, loving every second that the three guys were gawking at his humongous muscles.

“Yep,” Blue said, clapping Wolfe on the back. “This is Wolfey, our new guard dog. With muscles as big as his, no one will dare to steal our packages anymore. Watch
”

The hypnotherapist pressed a button on his phone, making the doorbell ring.

Something inside of Wolfe clicked and the large bodybuilder streamer felt a fierce protectiveness grow inside of himself. Looking at Blue, Nick, and Kevin, Wolfe started to view the men in a different light. Suddenly, instead of strangers, the three of them were the most handsome men in the world to Wolfe, and he could feel an almost animalistic instinct form in the pit of his gut.

At the thought of someone being at the door, Wolfe dropped onto all fours with a loud thud. The large bodybuilder crawled over the door, his massive muscular arms slamming onto the floor intimidatingly as he moved. He felt himself bare his teeth, letting out a low, bellowing growl.

“Grrr
” Wolfey growled as he protected his new home like a guard dog. He puffed out his hairy, muscular chest with power. Had someone really been at the door, then no doubt, they would’ve been scared away by the sight of the growling bodybuilder.

Blue smirked and walked up to Wolfey. He fastened a leather collar with spikes adorning it around his neck. Attached to it was a metallic tag in the shape of a dog bone that read out: WOLFEY.

Wolfey flinched at the feeling and for a moment, something inside of his foggy brain screamed at him that something was wrong. It said that he shouldn’t be on the floor of the hypnotherapist’s office, and that he shouldn’t be this big. However, as he looked up into Blue’s eyes, he felt the panic quickly evaporate and he flexed his large muscles with pride.

“Who’s my good boy?” Blue teasingly asked, patting Wolfey on the head.

The bodybuilder streamer straightened his posture and flexed his large arms again. “Me,” he beamed widely. “I’m a good boy!”

Over the next few days, Wolfey blended into the new dynamic at Blue’s household seamlessly. In the morning, he would wake up and stream some PokĂ©mon, showing off his massive muscles for his viewers and flexing whenever they tipped him. Then he’d start to work out in the home gym, grunting loudly as he lifted heavy weights like they were nothing. He also proved to be quite the guard dog too, fiercely protecting his new house and its inhabitants. There were no more porch pirate incidents, especially after Wolfey came bounding out the front door, barking and displaying his massive muscles to scare the would-be robber away.

The massive bodybuilder guard dog loved his new life with Blue, Kevin, and Nick. He was such a good boy.


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1 year ago

Found this Part 2 of one of my old stories from my old Tumblr. Happy to have found it!

Ryan Terry Prepares For The Bodybuilding Competition - Pt. 2

“Ryan Terry Prepares for the Bodybuilding Competition” - Pt. 2

Part One

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Winner: Ryan can’t stop flirting with the other bodybuilders

Bodybuilder Ryan Terry stalked back onto the gym floor to finish his workout, feeling energized by the protein shake the gym employee had given him for free. His heart beat a little faster than it had been as soon as he was surrounded by his fellow bodybuilders, and he felt himself getting a little frisky.

Ryan decided to head towards a weight pile to work on some bicep curls. He caught his reflection in one of the gym mirrors, smiling when he saw how pumped up he looked. He’d packed on some serious muscle in preparation for tomorrow’s competition, looking bigger than ever.

He approached a vacant bench and started to bust out some reps, really getting into it as he grunted loudly with every rep he performed.

“Hey, Man,” he heard one of his fellow competitors greet him.

Ryan looked over his broad shoulder to see Derek Lunsford waddle over to start performing some bicep curls of his own. He was a friendly bodybuilder and he and Ryan were cordial with one another, often having small talk during workouts or behind the scenes at competitions.

Ryan smiled back and felt his heart start to race even more for some unknown reason. “Hey there
” he greeted back with a wide smile, “
Stud.”

Ryan jerked back and wondered why he’d just referred to Derek as a stud. Sure he was friendly with the other muscle man, but he’d never called him by such terms.

Luckily, Derek laughed it off as he took the empty bench next to him. “Thanks,” he chuckled. “I mean, I have been putting on some serious gains.” He flexed a large, bowling ball-sized bicep to illustrate his point. “I’m pretty sure I’m gonna come in first this year.”

Ryan Terry’s eyes bulged at the sheer expanse of Derek’s bicep. It was massive and oozed such masculine power. Best of all was that Derek had yet to shave his body, so it was covered in dark, manly hair.

Ryan meant to offer a genuine congratulatory comment on Derek’s progress, but as soon as he opened his mouth, he heard himself utter, “Damn Daddy, that’s some serious size you got there.” Again, Ryan winced at what he said, having absolutely no intent on saying anything like that. However, it was as if his mouth moved on its own accord without any thought on his end.

“Uh, right,” Derek mumbled, cocking his eyebrow at his buddy.

Ryan dropped his dumbbell and flexed his own massive bicep, rivaling Derek’s size. “I got some gains of my own though,” he smirked. “See this huge, sexy muscle right here?” He felt himself lean forward and seductively lick his huge muscle, maintaining eye contact with the shocked Derek. Ryan inwardly screamed at himself the entire time. He had no idea why he was acting the way he was right now, and although he could feel and hear everything he was doing, he had no control over it. It was as if he were a puppet and someone else was controlling him. Still, Ryan was horrified at his actions, tasting the saltiness of his sweat as he licked his bicep.

“Um,” Derek wondered aloud, “I think I’m good on arms.” He quickly stood up and hurried away from the weight pile, leaving a humiliated and confused Ryan in his wake.

“What the fuck was that?” Ryan hissed to himself, seemingly able to control his words when he was by himself. He’d never once flirted with a man like that before. The straight stud had never even been so outlandish with a woman. Yet, he’d brazenly licked his bicep like some muscled up stripper on stage. He rubbed at his face in a panic, trying to come up with a reasonable excuse for the weird way he’d just acted around Derek Lunsford. He put the dumbbells away and hurried off to the treadmill, figuring that a run would clear his head. Plus, he could just put in his headphones and ignore everyone else as he ran.

As he rushed towards the treadmills, Ryan was oblivious to the smiling gym employee who eagerly watched the scene unfold before him.

When he reached the treadmills, Ryan took the one on the far right. He got on and began to punch the buttons on the machine, starting to set it to a slow job to begin.

When he looked over at the occupied treadmill at his left, he saw bodybuilder Nick Walker running, trying to get some final cuts in before tomorrow’s competition. He was running without headphones, watching one of the TVs. As he ran, the man’s pecs bounced with every step, and since he was shirtless, Ryan got a full, uninterrupted view of the large muscle mounds.

Again, Ryan felt his heart speed up and even felt his cock start to twitch, further worrying him. He shook away his discomfort and smiled back at the other man when he grinned at him.

“How’s it goin’, Ryan?” Nick asked him.

Ryan felt his cock practically leap when the muscle man addressed him, which was thankfully concealed by his gym shorts. As soon as he felt his lips start to move, he was already pleading with himself to be quiet. However, such was not his luck.

“I’m doing great,” Ryan heard himself say animatedly. “I’ve been workin’ a lot on building up my muscle. Check it out!” He felt himself turn around and tug on the front of his shorts to make the material go tight against his large glutes, which he promptly flexed for Nick to see.

Despite Ryan screaming bloody murder inside his head, Nick laughed at him. “Yeah, pretty impressive,” he chuckled in a low, manly voice.

That sent a shiver down Ryan’s spine and his cock was now painfully hard, at full mast. “Well, if you think they’re impressive now,” he teased, “just wait ‘till you take a ride.” He glanced over his shoulder and gave the other man a playful wink. His stomach dropped when he saw Nick look uneasy and look away awkwardly.

“Uh, sure
” he mumbled.

Ryan, begging with himself to stop, turned forward to face the other bodybuilder. Despite his inner humiliation and horror over his uncontrollable actions, Ryan didn’t show any of it outwardly. His sexy smirk stayed glued onto his stubbled face. He felt himself puff out his chest, his nipples poking against his tight white tank top. His muscled arm reached upward and he began to playfully flick one of his hard nipples, sending electric shots of pleasure straight to his throbbing cock.

“If you’re unsure, then maybe I can convince you,” he heard himself purr, feeling his tongue flick out over his full lips at the end of his statement.

Nick just shook his head as he laughed uncomfortably, putting his earbuds in.

Ryan gave up on trying to run on the treadmill, opting to end his workout for the day. He rushed towards the locker room, his beefy hands clapped tightly over his mouth out of fear that his body would mutter something else flirtatiously, all the while, his hard cock bobbed in his shorts with every step.


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1 year ago

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Good Afternoon, I Did Not Expect To Find You Here But Recently There Had Been A Lot Of News On Television

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