Physical Education: Another Excerpt

[MonsterMash62]

The following is another excerpt from my newest Kindle e-book. If you're interested, read on. Be warned that what's posted here is not the complete story.

I think its a really hot scene on it's own, so I wanted to post it. I would love to get feedback on it, or the last one. Let me know what you think!


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I swung by the gym that evening. It was time to hit my arms again, and I had been semi-hard all day just thinking about it.

The gym was pretty quiet. It was later and the after-work crowd had died down. There were only a few other guys working out. One of them, a tall, fit looking blonde haired guy, couldn't seem to take his eyes off of my arms. I caught him staring at my biceps as I walked onto the weight floor. He blushed and quickly looked away when he saw I'd caught him. I laughed quietly at the silent compliment.

I did the same routine I'd been doing for a few weeks now. Barbell curls, triceps press-downs, overhead extensions, concentration curls.

I constantly watched my arms in the mirrors as I lifted. More than a few times my dick got even longer and heavier in my shorts. For the most part, this happened while I was seated, so I just stayed put, closed my eyes and took deep breaths for a few seconds while I tried to calm down.

At one point, it got so bad that it was impossible to hide from others. I was doing one hundred pound dumbbell curls and the sight of my biceps in the mirror, so big and swollen, was like Viagra straight to my dick.

I knew I should do something about it, but couldn't stop myself from working through the rest of my reps.

The blond haired guy happened to be sitting a few benches over. He was eye-fucking my arms like you wouldn't believe. As I finished my last rep, he laughed and shook his head.

I slowly bent and put down the dumbbells. Turning towards him, I grunted, "What's so funny?"

"That's some damn impressive weight, dude. And a damn impressive bone too," he said, smiling.

I looked down at my raging cock and then smiled back at him. "Hey, it's not my fault I get hard at the sight of a huge arm." I did a quick double bicep pose, my biceps flaring in protest. "You obviously find them hot," I told him.

"You got me. I'm a sucker for big arms too." He got a bit quieter and leaned towards me. "I hope I'm not making you uncomfortable watching you, dude." He bit his lip, then blurted out, "You're just so damn hot!"

I chuckled again. "Not a problem. Watch away. That's why we lift, isn't it? So that other guys will see all our hard work?" I dropped my arms back down and bent to pick up the dumbbells again. "I better get back to it," I said, and started another set.

We kept making eye contact after and smiling. I noticed he almost dropped his weights a couple of times, he was so distracted by me. He alternated between watching my pumped up arms and my erect super-dick.

Once I was finished my last set, I nodded at him in goodbye. I held my towel in front of my raging dick so it wouldn't be noticeable and went to the locker room.

It was empty, so I quickly shucked my clothes. I grabbed my towel and wandered into the showers, my huge dick wagging back and forth like a dog?s tail. As the hot water poured onto me, I couldn?t help but touch myself. I started grabbing and feeling my huge arms. The thought of how powerful and huge they were made me flash on an image of Byron. He was sneering at me, his face smug with superiority. His mighty chest grew slightly larger with each breath he took, pushing out the image of Mr. Fantastic on the tight shirt that hugged his body like a glove.

I reached down, skipped past my giant, insistent schlong, and fondled my heavy, full balls. My sack was silky and soft, and I could feel my balls churning, ready to explode. I gently tugged on them for a few seconds, pulling them away from my thick meaty thighs.

My thoughts turned to Jack. His mischievous smile. His huge, full, thick cock. I thought of touching it. Of it sliding along my biceps. Of it shooting all over my arms, or my face, or my chest. I grabbed my cock quickly with both hands and jerked fast. Less than a second later, I shot my load. Several clumps of my load arched out of my cock, into the air and fell onto the wet floor of the shower room.

And then I heard clapping. Blondie stood in the entry to the showering area, a small white towel wrapped around his tiny waist, a huge sexy smile spread across his face.

"Now that was a show!" he said. "Hot!"

I knew I should be embarrassed, but my body was just so damn perfect that I couldn't care whether or not it was appropriate. I smirked at him and then turned myself back into the water to wash everything off.

"Dude!" he said. "You have to let me feel one of those arms. I mean, I'll die if I don't." He was inches from me now, eye-fucking my arms again. "And that cock! I'd love to swallow it whole."

My dick hardened again instantly at the attention. My arms flexed, as if they had a mind of their own.

Without any further instruction, he wrapped his hands around my left arm. His fingers couldn't even meet. He squeezed as hard as he could, but it wasn't hard enough to even register for me.

He kept one hand there, and brought another down to stroke my still rigid cock. He tugged and pulled gently, and my balls began to tighten all over again.

For some reason, I just knew I shouldn't be doing this. My gut was screaming at me to get out of there. Something told me I needed to save myself. For who or what, I didn't know.

Without knowing why, I slowly grasped the hand that was feebly squeezing my bicep and pulled it away slowly. I then used the freed arm to pull away his other hand from stroking my excited member.

"I'm sorry, but I can't do this right now." I said, looking straight into his blue eyes.

"Ok..." He said. "Looks like your dick disagrees with you though, dude."

"I know. But I just can't. Not right now."

"Whatever, dude. Touching you for a few seconds was still pretty hot," he said. "You mind watching at the door for a sec at least, so I can pump one out myself?"

I didn't really want to, but figured it was the least I could do, considering I had helped cause his noticeable erection.

I nodded and walked to the door of the shower room. I grabbed my towel and turned just in time to see his dick shooting out a small amount of splooge.

"Fuck dude, you're like, the hottest guy I've ever touched. If you're ever looking for someone to grope you, just let me know."

I nodded again, and then went back to the locker room. I toweled off quickly and threw on my clothes. I grabbed my bag and left quickly, not wanting to talk to Blondie again. Yes, he was hot. But being touched by him just felt so wrong.

[jammerdis]

Really enjoyed this book!!

Keep up the good work!