A Vigorous Work Out

[Jaqueline]

"Oh my gosh, you're going to LOVE it!" Valerie squeezed, pulling Leah's hand as they approached the building. It was tall and gleaming white, the windows shining in the dusk. In a few of the front windows were some posters of beautiful fit women and muscular men hefting dumbbells and running, "I haven't looked at porn in weeks because the guys here are so hot!" They climbed the few steps up the building and opened the doors. Valerie walked up to the check in counter and took the badge lying in her ample cleavage and showed it to the clerk.
"Welcome back Val." She greeted and Valerie nodded happily. Swinging her full hips on the way she stopped in the main hall, "So, where should we go? The treadmills, the weights room? Mmm, maybe the pool where they do laps?" She asked Leah with glee. This place was her candystore, and she was a hungry, hungry little girl. Still, she wanted this to be a treat for her friend, so she was giving her the choice.

 

[Camille]

Leah was busy checking things out while Val got them signed in. Her head was bobbing to the rock music that was being played over their sound system and she hadn't been paying that much attention to what Valerie was saying to her. Leah wasn't overly excited about the idea of working out, especially getting all sweaty and grungy in front of hot guys, but her bestie had convinced her that she would enjoy the gym experience.

"Huh? Oh, oh, yeah right. Well, umm..." She hesitated as her eyes quickly darted around the place, trying to decide what might be the lesser of evils.

"Why don't we start out with something not too complicated. Like weights, maybe?"

She heard a grunting noise that sounded almost like someone having a heart attack in the room next to them, and as Leah poked her head inside the door, she saw a guy moaning while he lifted the dumbbells. She couldn't help but notice how the shorts he wore were a little too short and very, very tight. They pretty much revealed everything he had to offer, and then some. She grinned and winked at Val.

"Let's start here."

 

[XXtraPrince]

David strained against the dual dumbbells in his hands. They'd been set for eighty pounds apiece, and were a real chore to lift. He rocked his body to gain a mechanical advantage and facilitate his lifts, and this brought him reproof from the little fresh-out-of-college twit who worked at the gym as a trainer/torturess. "Keep your back straight! You don't want to make it easier, you want to make it harder!" He gave her an if-I-wanted-you-to-make-me-miserable-I'd-marry-you look and stiffened somewhat, going along to get along. He knew he'd just have to get through this and he could go onto the butterfly machine, which he liked, and which brought out his best efforts. Since he escaped from the Marine Corps many years ago he'd regarded formal exercise as an unpleasant memory of his younger days; he much preferred to get his exercise on the golf course - or in bed.

But then he saw Leah look around the corner, and she stopped him in mid-lift. He just couldn't look away, even when he knew he'd stared at her much too long for social acceptability....

 

[Jaqueline]

Valerie wrapped her fingers one by one in quick succession onto Leah's shoulders and looked over her at the man in question. He was in did quite a hunk of man babe. She joined Leah in ogling him, though Valerie stared at his arms more. She admired that strength, envied it to a degree. What power he must wield, she had no shame in the dirty thoughts she entertained on how she would want him to use that power. Valerie took note of the man's gaze and grinned ear to ear, whispering into Leah's, "Oh ho ho, I think he like what he sees..." She told her.

 

[XXtraPrince]

David returned his dumbbell discs and bars to the rack and strode out the weight-room doorway where Val and Leah were standing, smiling briefly en passant. Finding the butterfly area unoccupied, he set the weights on one of the machines at ninety percent of capacity and adjusted the stool for height. He sat down, pulling the crotch of his shorts away from his balls, and placed his hands behind the butterfly pads. He began to use the equipment, feeling the beginnings of a burn in his pectorals. For some reason he really enjoyed the sensation of power he got from this machine, and slowly began to increase his rhythm, matching his breathing to the motions of his arms and shoulders. He noticed the two women claim a couple of machines on the other side of the room and appreciatively examined their bodies: one voluptuous, the other lithe and trim; quite a combination! One bent over to adjust her seat and he began to feel a stirring in his loins. He felt a twinge of self-consciousness as he became erect but, he thought, both of them had surely seen a man with a hard-on before....