Sergeant Danny Diesel walked down the street in his Air Forc..
🕑 Added 2021-05-14 01:37:10 +0000 UTC
Sergeant Danny Diesel walked down the street in his Air Force cammies and carrying his duffel bag. The big muscle bound military man was turning heads. His uniform fit him perfectly, showing off his huge arms, big bubble ass, and thick legs. He exhumed an air of alpha confidence and arrogance. However, as an alpha he had the stresses that go with it. Always in control and in command as an officer in the military and as the dominant person in every relationship.
Danny reached the SkinTrade gym and pulled the door open. As soon as he stepped into the private gym he felt all of his stress fade away. Of all the gyms he worked out at he felt the most relaxed at the SkinTrade. The Air Force base gym was well equipped but it was too close to his work and while there he alway had to be the sergeant. At other gyms he always gets hit on by women, flirting to get hot muscle military men. However, at the only men's gym, Danny felt so focused on his workout. He had no concerns or stress in his head. Above everything else, the SkinTrade offered free membership to military and law enforcement officers.
Danny was greeted at the front desk by the gym attendant as he swiped his membership card. The built attendant, with long blond hair pulled back in a ponytail, pulled out a bottle of Alpha-B from under the counter.
“Good day, Sergeant Diesel, how is it going,” Jeremy greeted him with a smile. The skintight spandex uniform shirt hugged the younger man’s incredible pecs and displayed every bulging ab.
“Good, yourself,” Danny returned the smile and opened the can of complementary Alpha-B. The pre-workout drink tasted so good, going down the muscle military man’s throat,
“Good, sir. You working out on legs today,” the gym staff know Danny’s workout schedule by heart.
“It's Wednesday, hump day,” Danny laughed and headed toward the locker rooms. As he did so, two older men passed him and turned their heads to openly check out his big ass as it filled out his uniform pants.
Once in the locker room, Danny sat down his duffel bag and drank the rest of the Alpha-B. He felt so pumped, energized, and horny as his cock stirred. He set down on the branch in front of his assigned locker and unlaced his boots. Once he pulled them off, he stood back up and unlocked his locker. Inside was just a tiny pair of green posing briefs hanging on a hook. He would have never worn something so small and revealing. Now though he didn’t even flinch. Danny proceeded to unbutton his camie shirt and pull it off his muscular arms. He then lifted his green t-shirt and pulled it over his head. His body was smooth with a patriotic tattoo down his left arm. With his upper torso bare, he undid his belt and pants. Pulling his pants down, he revealed his muscle packed legs. His legs were smooth, and every definition in his chisel quads and hamstrings were fully displayed. He was proud of his legs having worked out hard on them. Finally he pulled down his green boxer briefs and stood nude in the locker room. His body was that of a professional bodybuilder, big, shredded, powerful. He could go on stage at that very moment and win first place at a bodybuilder competition.
Danny turned and reached for the tiny green posing briefs. He stepped into them and pulled them up his massive legs. The poser wasn’t hiding a thing. His impressive cock and balls were hugged by the stretched fabric. In the back, the poser was more like a thong as it barely covered much of his huge ass and was being swallowed up by the deep valley between his massive ass cheeks. Danny turned toward the mirror and began to flex and pose. He thought he looked so sexy. Danny would never consider himself sexy before joining SkinTrade. And would definitely never wear those tiny posers while working out. However, since he started working out there, his modesty and inhibitions faded away. Danny sat back down on the bench and pulled out his workout shoes from the duffel bag. The bench felt cold on his exposed ass cheeks as he put on and tied the shoes.
Sergeant Diesel definitely turned a lot of heads from the older, more dressed patrons of the gym as he walked out into the weight room. He didn’t seem to notice or care, in fact he just wore a blank smile on his face.
“Dude, about time,” a loud voice called out to Danny from the squat stations.
Danny went over to his friend and the two bodybuilders gripped each other fists. Officer Patrick Vance, one of the state police finest and a former winner of the Arnold classic for two years. It was noticeable why he won. His body was perfect, with big flawless, smooth muscles. Patrick wore only a shiny red poser. He had taken full advantage of the hair removal treatments the gym provided free of charge to its bodybuilding members. While Danny wore only a small mustache, Patrick had a neatly trimmed black beard. Also Danny was pale in comparison to Patrick’s perfect even golden tan.
Neither half naked man seemed to care that they were the center of attention in the gym. In fact, the Air Force sergeant and police officer felt so good and relaxed being fully exposed. Their thick bulges in the posers were on full display.
For an hour, both muscle gods worked out together. As they took turns doing deep heavy squats, their posers pushed deeper between their large asses. Their grunts and moans, and yells of encouragement to each other, carried through the gym. There were quite a few older gym patrons that got a hard on just from listening to the two muscle studs. They look so masculine even in their revealing posers. Muscles pumped, vascular veins popping, covered in sweat. Yet as they work out harder and harder, their faces become more blissfully blank. Neither muscle stud stopped even when their cocks popped free from the confines of their tiny posers. They just continue to workout, pumping harder.
Danny stood by the leg press machine, edging his workout partner on while Patrick pressed nearly 1000 lbs. Patrick’s knees touching his massive pecs, before pushing the weight up, his quads pumping and bulging. Every vein was full of bl00d and pumped. A small group of older admirers were following them from station to station. They stood behind Danny, admiring his powerful legs and muscular ass.
“Look at the strateus in that ass,” one of the older men marveled as he boldly reached out and touched Danny’s ass.
The man pushed the tiny poser deep between Danny’s ass cheeks. The straight military stud grew hard and obedient as he stood there getting groped. Meanwhile, Patrick locked the leg press back in place, but kept his legs up on the press platform. His quads were huge and pumped. One of the older men knelt down and stroked the big juicy thighs. He moved his hand down the massive thigh until he reached the area between the smooth legs. Patrick offered no resistance as the man pushed his finger into the tiny poser and began to tease the bodybuilder’s tight pussy.
Both bodybuilders grew more submissive and relaxed as they used and groped. After they finished their workout, they obediently followed the older men into the steam room. The older gym members undress and sit in the sauna. Danny and Patrick then knelt before the men and began to worship each man’s cock. The men were so turned on watching the massive bodybuilders sucking and licking their cocks. There wasn’t a thought in their brains as they serviced the paying members of the gym.
