I entered a raffle for charity. I didn’t expect to win anything, but it’s fun to play anyway. There were a number of large prizes such as a new car, five thousand dollars, and a family trip to Disney World. As I expected I didn’t win. However, there were a number of smaller prizes, one of which I did win. I won a year’s membership in a gym with trainer. I thought that was cool. I’ve always wanted to join a gym but didn’t really have the cash for it. Even if I could afford membership, I’d have any idea what to do, and I definitely couldn’t afford a trainer. I doubted that after a year I’d have a body like a bodybuilder, but I was sure I would still be somewhat stacked. I was looking forward to it. I received the official notification in the mail. I was given a card with a voucher number to present to the gym. There was also a brochure on the gym and a letter congratulating me on my win. I did a double take on the letter because in describing the prize, it mentioned I would have a celebrity trainer. My first thought was Arnold Schwarzeneggar, but quickly dismissed that as impossible. The celebrity couldn’t possibly be a Hollywood-type. Maybe as a one day event, but not a whole year. The letter didn’t specify who it would be. I went to the gym on the day I was told my training would start. I gave the reception desk my voucher. A staff worker explained to me the rules of the gym as well as giving me a tour. My schedule would be worked out with my trainer. I went to the locker room to change into my gym clothes. Afterwards I was told to wait in the lounge for my trainer. I didn’t have to wait long. When I saw him my heart skipped a beat. It was Tom Prince, professional bodybuilder! He was having a conversation with the receptionist, so his back was turned to me. My eyes were wide open, and I stared at him with disbelief. If he’s my trainer, this was better than a new car. He was wearing a tank top, exposing his muscular back and huge arms. His elbows were bent on the desk so that his arm muscles were flexed. They were just so huge it’s impossible to imagine the human body can get so large. He was also wearing shorts of the same material as sweat pants. Still, it clung tight to his ass, his buns well shaped and a slight indentation down the middle. The bottom of his thigh muscles and rest of his legs were bare bursting with strength. When he turned around and walked towards me I almost fainted. His short-cropped hair framed his head, and he was grinning a most luscious smile. His broad chest jutted out of his tank top, allowing his large round pectorals to peek through. With his shirt tucked into his shorts it clung to his abs molding into his ripped stomach. Speaking of his shorts, they hugged tight in front as well. While there was no distinct form, there was the familiar shapely bulge from the bottom of the crotch and outward to the inside of his legs. Tom shook my hand and introduced himself. He had a clipboard with him and showed me the schedule I would follow. The first part of training, he explained, was stretching. We went to an area off the side and stretched. I’m not nimble. He held on to me at various times to help be go beyond my normal reach. I wanted to melt into his arms, but I had to resist. At one point he sat in front of me and spread his legs to stretch them. When he did so, I was able to see up the short’s leg. I forced myself into deep stretches to help hide my excitement. He was wearing red underwear. After stretching we jogged around a track. We mostly ran side by side but occasionally he would get ahead of me. I stared at his butt when he did so, his plump buns ready to break out of his shorts. It was delicious. A few laps later we went to the weights. We started at low weights and gradually made them heavier. The heaviest weight of the day would increase over time, he explained. He did his own reps to show me how. I tried to listen to what he was saying, but I was more interested in watching him exercise. His bulging muscles flexed and stretched and glistened under his perspiration. I did manage to concentrate enough to exercise on my own. As excited as I was at the prospect of spending a year with him, I was also annoyed at the tantalizing aspect of it. I wasn’t expecting anything to happen. It’s just that it would be frustrating to be so near to him yet so far. Still, seeing him in person is a thrill in itself, a private expedition of sorts for a year. I really wasn’t going to complain. Soon our session was over, and we said our good-byes. He stressed the importance of letting my muscles rest after a workout, suggesting the steam room. There’s a shower there to clean up and help relax my muscles. I went back to the locker room to change. Feeling self-conscious I kept my shorts on and took a towel with me. The gym staff didn’t specify whether nudity was permitted in the steam room or not, but I wasn’t going to ask. I’ve never been in a gym before so I didn’t know. I’d have the towel wrapped around me anyway. When I went to the steam-room, it was empty. I was kind of relieved since I felt like being alone. I calmed down, so to speak, but I was still feeling the emotion of the situation. I surmised that since there was a shower in the steam room nudity was permitted. Taking advantage of being alone, I took off my shorts and had a quick shower. It felt good having the water flow upon me in the steam. When I was done I put my shorts back on, wrapped the towel around me, and sat on a bench. A few minutes later he walked in. It was Tom Prince. My jaw dropped, figuratively speaking. He wasn’t wearing his tank top and had a towel wrapped around his waist. I got all excited again to see his naked chest. I’ve seen pictures of him wearing only a posing strap, but to see him in person and so close, my heart was racing. Energy was flowing through my body. When he put his hand on his towel I began to breathe heavily. To my delight he took it off. He was wearing only his red underwear, actually a posing strap. His bulge in front was large and thick. The edges of the strap were but a string baring the flank of his butt cheeks. He said “hey” to me. He was going to take a shower. As such, his back was towards me giving me a full view of his ass, covered as it is by his strap. I didn’t care; he was just perfect. He turned on the shower and stood beneath the water flow. The steam was getting thick now, so I couldn’t see much of him. However, all he did was just stand under the water. The steam died down a bit. Then in one swoop he took off his posing strap! I wanted to scream but forced myself not to avoid embarrassing him and myself. I ogled his bare ass. My body was ready to jump off the bench to grab him, but I curled my hands around the edge of the bench to hold me still. He stepped up to the wall and allowed the water to flow down directly onto his back. The water poured down his back and into his butt crack. He was breathing heavily himself, same as he was when working out. He turned off the shower and turned around. Outwardly I looked calm, but inside I was a crazy lunatic. I just wanted to explode, but I had to maintain composure. Seeing him in all his glory, I had to shut my eyes from this epitome of masculinity. My longing to see him overcame the pain of his beauty. And I quickly opened my eyes again. As he walked towards me, his large dick and balls wagged to and fro. He sat next to me and engaged me in conversation as if everything was normal. How I kept a calm voice I don’t know. He sat with his massive legs spread apart, his dick hanging over the edge of the bench. A shiver went up my spine as his leg touched mine. He didn’t move his leg away, maintaining the contact. He asked me if I was relaxed. Relaxed?! I was out of my mind! “Sort of, but I’m a little excited being here with you. I mean, with you being my trainer. I am a fan, and I was quite surprised about the whole thing.” He laughed. “A fan, huh? Well, there is an audience for competitions, but I never thought of myself as a celebrity.” “I don’t go to competitions, but I’ve seen pictures of you. I’ve wanted to get buff for a long time, but didn’t know how. “ He laughed again. “Don’t worry. I’ll show you how.” Tom got up and stood before me. He then started to pose for me as he does in competitions. Since he was purposely giving me a show, I allowed myself to show a little emotion. I drank in his muscles as he flexed them. Though I would glance at his dick at times, I tried to focus on his face and mammoth chest, both to not have him notice me “looking”, and because he’s just so gorgeous anyway. However, when he did back poses, I looked more at his ass than his back. He then stood me up to have me pose with him. My towel fell to the floor. I was thankful I was still wearing my shorts for I didn’t want him to know just how excited I was. Even though his dick was large, it was still flaccid. I copied what he did. He added, “In the future, we’ll do this in front of a mirror so you can see the progress you’re making. It’s cliché and vain, but it helps in your confidence to see the improvement.” We continued to pose together. Soon he would stop and just watch me. He would move my arms to the proper positions. He would do the same with my legs. It suddenly dawned on me that this was a public gym. “What if someone comes in?” I asked. “Don’t worry. I have an arrangement with the gym to have a private steam time. You’re permitted here because you’re my trainee.” I shrugged and continued posing. At one point as he was directing me, his chest was pressed against my back and his arms were around mine. His head was leaning over my right shoulder. Instead of moving my arms, we just stood there for a moment, saying nothing. For a moment I thought I felt something on my butt, and then I was sure. Tom was pressing his dick against it. It wasn’t forceful. It could easily have happened as an accident. He surely had to notice, but he wasn’t moving away. I certainly wasn’t going to protest. Tom then slowly turned his head and lightly licked my neck. I was surprised by the sensation, but it felt real good. As he continued to lick me, he gently squeezed me. Soon he was rubbing my arms with his hands. I turned around to look at him. He had a smirk on his face his eyes slightly squinted. I embraced and kissed him with all my might. My hands couldn’t reach each other behind his back, it was so large, but I pressed as hard as I could. As our lips locked he bear-hugged me in return compacting our chests together, trying to pull me into him. Letting my lust rage within me, I lowered my hands to squeeze his ass in a frenzy. I pushed my fingers together to bulge his ass cheeks between them. I curled my fingers as if to make a snowball, pinching his buttocks. They were rock hard so I couldn’t curl up deep, but I did what I could. Tom began to pull down my shorts. I lifted my legs one at a time to allow him to take them off. Once freed, I jumped up to wrap my legs around his waist. As he held me I sucked on his pecs. I sucked at them and flicked them with my tongue. His arms were wrapped around my butt. He pushed me in and out, causing me to hump his stomach. To wrap my legs around him, my hands had to return to his back, but I lowered them again to his ass. This time, however, I probed for his butt hole with my finger. Finding my target, I stuck it in. Tom grunted in approval. I moved my finger in and out as he nibbled on my neck. My other hand reached under my leg and grabbed his dick, which was now big and hard. Again he grunted as I jerked it. He grabbed my head to have me stare into his eyes. “I want you to fuck the living daylights out of me.” With that, he pushed me off of him and knelt on the floor. He spread his legs part, separating his butt cheeks and exposing his hole. “Fuck my muscle ass,” he barked. I leaned on top of him. I put my arms around him and placed my hands on his chest. While squeezing his pecs, I put my dick head upto his butt hole and slowly pushed into him. I had to squirm a bit to get the angle just right, but I finally managed to get in. “Fuck yeah.” Once firmly locked in, I humped his ass. Slowly at first but picking up speed. “Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!” Tom bellowed. After a minute we stopped, and I got out of him. Tom directed me to sit on the bench. He stood in front of me straddling his legs about mine. One of his hands held my dick straight up. He slowly sat down, plugging his hole with my dick. When I was fully in him I wrapped my hands around his back and sucked on his pecs again. “Yeah, you like that chest, don’t you? You don’t want just any muscles. You want my muscles. You’re a big fan, all right. Show me. Worship me.” Tom started to rise up and sit back down again. With each squat my dick thrust into him, and he grunted each time. He directed my hand to his dick to jerk it. “Yeah, that’s my dick muscle. Give my dick a workout. Make it buff. Make it grow. Fuck! Fuck! Fuuuuuuuuuck!” I felt his semen rush through his dick. His cum gushed out splattering our chests. “Yeah, that’s my cum. You have my cum.” Tom grabbed my dick and got off of me. “Now it’s time to give your dick muscle a workout.” Tom knelt before me and put my dick in his mouth. As it went deep into his throat, his massaged it with his tongue. At times he would flick his tongue. Using his hand as an extended tunnel, he bobbed up and down on my dick. Not much of a talker myself, I just breathed heavily and faster. Taking it as a sign I was about to shoot, he stopped sucking me but still jerked me. He stopped for a moment. He laid on his back on the floor, pulling me on top of him. He had me sit on his stomach and continued to jerk me. “Ok, your turn. Squirt your cum on my chest. Splatter my muscles.’ I could take the sensation no longer. “Aaaaaahhhhhhh!” I shot my load onto his chest. After milking my last drop, he stopped jerking me. He just laid there with me sitting on him, both of us catching our breaths. We went to the shower to clean off. He hugged me. “I have a number of competitions during the year, so there will be some days when you’re on your own. I expect you to continue your work out. However, to make up for the days I miss, I just might be able to bring a friend over to give you his own tips and tricks of the trade. His name is Craig.”
