So this is my apology
For saying all those shitty things
I wish I didn't really mean
I'm sorry, I'm not sorry________________________________________________________________________________
PICTURE-----> 2 hot guys doing hot things to each other. (^_^)
CHAPTER 24
F.I.T.Z
"Hey." Somebody said behind me. I turned around, and smiled.
"Hey, you," I returned. I grabbed my workout towel and wiped the sweat off of my face.
I could feel his presence getting closer as I positioned and locked the bench to the forty-five degree angle.
"Working hard tonight, or, hardly working?" Cayden said, laughing silly afterword. I just chuckled and shook my head as I grabbed two forty-pound dumbbells from the stand.
As I walked back to the bench I'd been using with the two heavy dumbbells in my hands, I simply grinned knowing that now I had an audience.
"Can't you see how sweaty I am?" I said, laughing, as I put the dumbbells on either side of the bench. I went around and sat down on the bench. I just looked straight at Cayden, who was only wearing a towel, hanging low on the hips.
Cayden looked sexy as fùck! He must have just taken a shower. Wet hair. Water running down his toned, lithe body. That black, loop nipple piercing. I loved seeing that thing on him. I wondered what it would tastelike in my mouth. I also wondered how Cayden would react when I pulled it with my teeth.
Shìt! I adjusted my còck in my shorts because my còck stirred seeing Cayden so delectable like this.
"Oh, I can totally see that," he said, winking at me. I furrowed my brows. "Hardly working, I see." Cayden chuckled before laughing more and more.
I shook my head, smiling all the same. "Come over here, and I'll show you how hardly working I am," I retuorted, flexing my biceps at the same time, before kissing them.
Seeing the fun Cayden was having, teasing me like that, I smiled a little more. Then, getting serious, I flexed my palms before bending forward and grabbing the dumbbells. Once I put them on my thighs, I leaned back against the backrest of the workout bench and carefully lifted them.
In serenity and complete focus, I went and did fifteen, ten, and eight reps of alternated incline fly and incline press, taking my time to make sure my form was good, and that I squeezed and pressed my chest when needed.
After five or so minutes had passed, and my biceps and chest feeling the crazy burns, I carefully dropped the weights in the floor.
"Wow. That was impressive!" Cayden whistled. I stared at him. Cayden was sincere. That was good.
"Thank you," I said in return. "I am to please," I said further, chuckling along with Cayden.
After I returned the weights back on the stand, I sprayed the bench with cleaning solution and wiped them with another towel. I still had more to do here. I had a few more exercises to do, to work on my triceps and shoulders.
Looked like I wouldn't be able to concentrate on my workout with the way Cayden was shamelessly staring at me.
I sighed long.
After craning my neck from the soreness I was feeling, I walked up to Cayden, who had been sitting on the table right in front of the workout bench. I wiggled my brows at the flushed Cayden as I walked up to him, who continued to smile shyly back at me.
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