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Working it Out
There is nothing like heading out to the gym, getting in a nice workout and following it up with a quick jerk as the hormones flow briskly throughout one's body. Usually, I wait until I get home to release my tension. I do that since I would feel beyond weird stroking my dick in a packed fitness center and also I can be a little pooped from a hard workout. As a result, I'd need to rest up before I do my thing. That is, except for this one time.
A few weeks ago, I woke up suddenly after a particularly loud thunderclap. It was startling and for a brief moment, I thought that there was either an explosion or a collapse. As I got up from bed to see what was occurring, I felt an extra weight down in my groin. That my dick was stiff was not strange at all. It was when I gazed into the mirror that hung on the wall opposite of my bed that gave me a shock: the bulge in my boxer briefs were bigger than ever before. While I did feel a bit hot at that moment, I did not feel extremely horny at that moment. When I dropped my pants to check, my surprise grew. My cock had grown an inch in length and girth while my balls went from pecan sized to golf ball sized. It was just inexplicable. I hadn't taken any of those male enhancement pills nor have I used any sort of pump. Maybe all of that working out and good diet had paid off in some special way, heh. I stroked my newly enhanced package for a bit but held off blowing it. I had a leg workout that day and I resist doing any sort of activity that may sap some strength from me before a leg workout. I pulled up my grey boxer briefs, put on my loose fitting t-shirt and sweatpants, and went to the door. There, I grabbed my umbrella, backpack and raincoat and walked a few blocks to the gym.
10 minutes later, I reached the gym. It's one of those commercial fitness centers that advertise regularly on TV. There's nothing like the smell of freshly vacuumed carpet mixed with sweat. I said hello to the beautiful cashier. She was working yet. I noticed that she had her workout gear on. She wore form-fitting black spandex pants and dark blue halter top. I gave a quick smile and she smiled back. She was so very nice to boot. I went down to the locker room to put most of my gear locked safely away. That heavy feeling in my loins still hung. In a stroke of luck, myself and the cashier were the only ones there that morning. Even in the early mornings, there would be a couple of hardcore lifters there that did some heavy lifting. I got on the elliptical trainer to do my warm-up. On the treadmill a few feet away, the cashier jogged. Her tight body dripped with sweat. Though she wasn't a fitness model size, she did look as though she had worked out plenty. Once I finished the warm-up, I walked over to the squat rack. I loaded up the bar with a 45-lb. weight on each side to warm up my legs. With each rep, that extra weight down there seemed to get tighter and tighter. Even with my baggy sweatpants, the bulge was fairly pronounced. I did another set with more weight and I just felt this surge of power on each repetition. I just felt so virile, so powerful. Though I had felt somewhat horny during a workout times before, I managed to save the "work" until after. This time with just one person around, some force compelled me to do my thing. I had thought that she would just do her time on the treadmill, go downstairs and get dressed to work the register. After my sets on the squat, I rubbed my hard-on through my pants and bent my head back a little. I shuffled over to the incline bench and sat there still rubbing. I closed my eyes and continued masturbating. The sensation was so strong that I didn't realize the cashier had come up from behind.
"Excuse me! What are you doing?"
I was snapped back into reality.
"I was just, uh, massaging my inner thigh. I felt something during, er, squats and needed to..."
"Take care of it, I saw. You seemed to enjoy it."
"Well..."
"Here, let me help you."
to be continued...
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