When I arrived at his gym, I was surprised to find that he was by himself. I had booked a one to one, but usually the gym was full of people.
“Just us tonight”
He was starting to grow on me. I had been with him seven weeks now and I had started to find him attractive. He was just under six foot, great sculpted body but not overly muscular. Tattoos everywhere and I couldn’t resist checking out his arse whenever he bent over near me.
“Where is everyone else?” I asked
“Next session isn’t for an hour,” he said, “I thought you could try that wrestling you keep talking about.”
I almost couldn’t believe my ears. I had mentioned it in passing when he asked me if I did any exercise. But I didn’t think he would be interested.
“You serious?” I said.
“Sure,” he said, flashing a smile, “and look. I was paying attention!”
He pulled down his trousers to expose the waistband of his underwear. It was a white thong. I could feel my cock start to twitch.
“I know you wear one,” he said, “I see it every time you squat.”
I flashed my own thong, a grey cotton one.
“What are the rules?”
“How about submission to knockout?” he said, “us just in our thongs. Loser is jerked off.”
I felt like I wanted to check this was real. My fantasy was coming to life in front of me.
“Works for me,” I said, “get the mats ready.”
What I didn’t know, as we grabbed the mats and dragged them to the centre of the room, was that he had organised a surprise for me. But it wouldn’t turn out the way he expected. Not by a long shot.
Peakmyinterest (0)
2021-03-01 22:30Sounds incredible
frenchprowrestler (124)
2021-02-18 14:39Yes we need to read more !
alhappyfight (9 )
2021-02-18 06:13nice story, waiting fot chapter 2
Iceman3 (28)
2020-12-03 22:16When I arrived at his gym, I was surprised to find that he was by himself. I had booked a one to one, but usually the gym was full of people.
“Just us tonight”
He was starting to grow on me. I had been with him seven weeks now and I had started to find him attractive. He was just under six foot, great sculpted body but not overly muscular. Tattoos everywhere and I couldn’t resist checking out his arse whenever he bent over near me.
“Where is everyone else?” I asked
“Next session isn’t for an hour,” he said, “I thought you could try that wrestling you keep talking about.”
I almost couldn’t believe my ears. I had mentioned it in passing when he asked me if I did any exercise. But I didn’t think he would be interested.
“You serious?” I said.
“Sure,” he said, flashing a smile, “and look. I was paying attention!”
He pulled down his trousers to expose the waistband of his underwear. It was a white thong. I could feel my cock start to twitch.
“I know you wear one,” he said, “I see it every time you squat.”
I flashed my own thong, a grey cotton one.
“What are the rules?”
“How about submission to knockout?” he said, “us just in our thongs. Loser is jerked off.”
I felt like I wanted to check this was real. My fantasy was coming to life in front of me.
“Works for me,” I said, “get the mats ready.”
What I didn’t know, as we grabbed the mats and dragged them to the centre of the room, was that he had organised a surprise for me. But it wouldn’t turn out the way he expected. Not by a long shot.
Zack24 (0)
2021-05-05 06:04(w odpowiedzi na)
That is a fantasy come true.
Peakmyinterest (0)
2021-03-01 22:29(w odpowiedzi na)
That sounds amazing