1. A New Chapter Part 2


    Date: 3/31/2015, Categories: First Time, Gay Male, Author: suaveliso, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster

    mean the private party? Fantastic! Apart from my fee I must have picked up over €2,000 in tips. Not bad for less than hour’s work!” “Nice work if you can get it!” * He took me down to the gym, which seemed to be in the basement, but the house was built on a hill and had glass doors on one side which opened onto a terrace. “You warm up on the bicycle, and I’ll go and put on some training shorts.” I was looking forward to that. The gym was superb, with the latest cutting-edge equipment. It was better than many gyms I had trained at. A few minutes later he came back in. He had changed his tank-top for a looser one which showed his toned chest and pierced nipples. He was wearing tight very short polyester shorts. It looked as though he had packed a Spanish chorizo and a pair of golf balls into them! If he’d gotten a little excited, I think he’d have split the material. His thighs were beautifully toned and muscular, not too thick, quite similar to a ballet dancer’s. His body was nicely tanned and contrasted nicely with his white clothes. His body was absolutely hairless, like mine. The only hair I had on my body was a landing strip above the penis. He squeezed my thigh and got onto the bike next to me. He told me about his life in London and how much money he was making. He was earning several thousand pounds a week and was very much in demand but decided he wanted to move to the South of France. His mother was French and he was more or less bi-lingual. I told him I could help ...
    him and he could do gigs for our company. My boss, Nadine, organized naughty lunch and dinner parties for super-rich types, where there would be strippers and sex acts between courses, and of course, he could work in our gay movies. “I’ll take you to visit Nadine. She’d love to meet you, and I’m sure we could give you plenty to do.” After about twenty minutes we got into some stretching. He was amazingly supple and really put me to shame. He told me he was very much into yoga, and had trained to become a ballet dancer but abandoned it because he was too tall. Anyway, he probably wouldn’t have been allowed to perform in public. He would have caused a sensation packing that tool-kit into those ballet tights. “Today’s my shoulders and legs day,” he said, “how about you?” “Well today’s really my chest and triceps day, but we can alternate and spot each other.” “Good idea!” This was the most enjoyable and beneficial session I’d had for a long time. I guess I really wanted to impress him and managed my record bench-press. I really pushed myself on all the exercises. There was a great chemistry between us. We were always standing close to one another and touching each other lightly. He asked me to put my arms round him to steady him whilst squatting. I was really turned on by the smell of his sweat. We took off our tops and trained bare chested. “Wow! Your chest’s really pumped,” he said, feeling it softly. I didn’t object. I’d reciprocate by complimenting him on his biceps and giving ...
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