His Pet

1

I stood in front of the mirror at the gym, working on my flexing and poses when he first spoke to me. "My, my, my. Ain't we a pretty little thing," his voice purred as he waltzed up from my right to lean next to the mirror I was using. He was a tall, lightly tanned sculpted body of a Hellas God, eyes a silvery blue color that pierced the soul, the mind. His dark hair was styled like Bruce Wayne in the old 90s cartoons. The easy smile on his face could put anyone at ease, and at ease it definitely put me. But also a little nervous, like butterflies in my stomach, he was just too scrumptious.

"Um, thanks I guess. I would hope you don't just go around the gym saying that to random dudes, someone might fight you." I laughed smirking at him, having a seriously hard time looking away from him. He quirked his brow like McCoy on the OG StarTrek, smirking in a 'seriously? Look at me'.

"I don't think that's something I need to worry about, safe from my own training, I'm also the owner of this place." He laughed with his muscle corded arms crossed over his chest.

"Really? Then I gotta ask, what is up with its name?" I chuckled, leaning on the other side of the mirror. He laughed, looking away at the rest of the gym.

"Ah, yes, 'The Roach Killer Gym'... A good friend of mine owns this all over company called Roach Inc., and technically this is a subsidiary of it. It's mine, but this lets my bro deal with the paperwork and taxes for the most part." He laughed whole-heartedly, his whole face open with it and free, eyes bright.

"So this gym is supposed to kill him?" I snort.

"Her. The owner of Roach Inc. is a chick... Though she has admitted to being gender fluid..." He mused, stroking his chin. "And we have definitely all had our moments of wanting to kill each other," he snorted with a shake of his head.

"Sounds like a weird, but interesting friendship." I chuckled, gripping the wrist of my left hand with my right in front of my groin, just barely touching the fabric in front of my grey camo gym shorts. I found myself getting intrigued by the small subtle movements of his muscle as he moved and talked. Especially with his skin tight deep blue shirt, his black shorts were just loose enough to leave you wondering.

"You have no idea." He said in a mix of a snort and a tsk. "Fucker are nuts and involved in serious shit..." He sighed, shaking his head in a sort of disapproval, but the kind you include yourself in. I looked at him quizzically while he stared out at the gym, though I'm not sure if he was truly seeing it.

"So-o," I said, stretching the word, getting his attention back to me. My breath stopped for a moment from his pure striking beauty before I could speak once more. "Um, so, what's your name, sir?" I asked, getting another quirked brow.

"Luke. Like Luke Skywalker," he chuckled extending his hand in introduction.

"Pleasure, I'm Chester Archer Ashish, though for the most part people call me Ash," I introduced myself with a wide smile as I shook his hand. It seemed my smile widen his.

"My, my, my, now that is indeed a gorgeous sight." He mused as he stared entranced by me. Now, I know I'm smexy, not in an arrogant way just is what it is. But I was nothing before this guy. It must have been on my face from his next sentence. "You don't believe my words? Do you not see your own beauty?"

"Such pretty words, from a pretty face," I mused as his voice took on a poetic tone. "And I do see that I'm a good looking dude. But next to you, dude, I might as well be an old-school stereotype nerd." I laughed, gesturing at him with a wave of my hand.

"Oh, I don't know. I'd say it would be pretty even. But I guess we will see in the next comp, won't we?" He teased, mimicking my earlier stance of holding my one wrist in front of my groin. It brought my attention right there, which was clearly his plan from the darkened smile I could see in my peripheral. "See something you like, Duckie?" He chuckle, dripping his head a little and setting my face ablaze with the fierce blush that overtook me.

"You're in the upcoming Bodybuilder comp?" I asked as I snapped my attention to his amused face, ignoring his question.

"That I am. My 7th. You?" He asked.

"It's my first." I chuckled, a bit embarrassed.

"Well, in that case, how about we hook up?" He asked with a smoldering smirk that I had to fight not to harden.

"What?!" I asked completely shocked, my eyes wide as an owl on crack.

"Hookup as in train together. I can help you out with your first comp." He laughed at my reaction. I'm positive he word it like that to tease me. "Though if you would like to do the other way as well," he drawled as he hooked his fingers, and part of my shirt, in the waistband of my shorts to draw me closer to him. "I would very much love that." He purred close to my lip, glancing between them and my eyes.

"I-I-I, um, I w-would need to, um, think about that." I breathed out, confused, aroused, and struck by this Hellas God before me.

"Take your time, duckie. But how do you feel about nabbing me as a personal trainer for the comp, at the very least?" He chuckled deep in his chest like a rumbling bass as he pulled away. Part of me was saddened at the loss of his closeness, part of me was overjoyed that I could breathe and think easier. I never felt attracted like this, especially with a guy. I was sure I was Heteroflexible, but not this flexible.

"Uh, yea, ok... yea sure. That would be great." I chuckled breathlessly, nodding a little too much.

"Are you free n-" He started as my phone rang. Looking at it I saw it was my little brother Derek. I loved the kid, but he kinda turned into a whiny brat as of late, something about some girl that wasn't even his GF.

"Shit, it's my brother... I have to go take this. I'm sorry." I told him, getting a gentle smile in return.

"Go. Family is important." He said gently with a nod. Smiling at him I grabbed my bag and water, walking to a semi-private spot to talk.

"Hey kid, what's good?" I answered with a sigh.

"Do you know how to stop Ginger burning on your cock?" Derek asked, his voice tight with pain.

"I'm sorry, WHAT?!"

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So this is a Why My Teach world story, basically it's the other end, two dudes instead of two girls. Been trying to just get this damn thing started for over a year... just fuck me.... Love ya!