My workout buddy and I strutted into the gym, the familiar smell of sweat and metal filling our nostrils. The clanking of weights and grunts of effort echoed through the vast room, creating a rhythm that fueled our desire to push ourselves to the limit. He glanced over at me, his eyes shifting nervously from the dumbbells to the mirror. I knew the look; it was the same one he had every time he spotted someone he thought was out of his league.

This time, it was a blonde bombshell, her muscles rippling under her tight workout gear as she jogged on the treadmill. She had the kind of body that made you want to apologize to your water bottle for not being more interesting. I smirked at his blatant ogling and playfully punched his shoulder. "Looks like you've got a not-so-little problem there," I teased, nodding in her direction. He blushed furiously, his eyes darting away as if caught in the act.

He mumbled something about it being "no big deal," but his pants begged to differ. The outline of his erection was clear, and I couldn't help but laugh. "You're going to go flirt with her looking like that?" I asked, raising an eyebrow. "You might scare her off with that third leg." He groaned, his cheeks reddening even further. It was adorable.

I nudged him playfully, my massive tits bouncing in my sports bra. "C'mon, go to the bathroom and take care of it. I dare you." I winked, the challenge in my eyes. He hesitated for a moment, and I knew he wouldn't refuse. It was a game we'd played before, albeit never at the gym. But the thought of him trying to approach her with that bulge was too much for my mischievous side to handle.

I watched him practically sprint to the bathroom, his gym shorts doing little to conceal his arousal. After a few minutes, I grew curious. Typing quickly, I sent him a text: "What's taking so long in there?"

My phone buzzed almost immediately. "It would be easier with some help," the message read, accompanied by a winking emoji. I couldn't resist the opportunity to tease him further. Quickly tying my hair back into a messy bun, I strolled into the bathroom, my heart racing with excitement.

When I entered his stall, I found him awkwardly standing, his hand in his shorts, trying to coax his erection down. He looked up at me with a mix of embarrassment and hope. "Looks like you could use a personal trainer for that," I quipped, dropping to my knees with a dramatic flair.

Without a word, I pulled his shorts down, revealing his rock-hard cock, which stood proudly against his thigh. It was indeed massive, and I felt a twinge of satisfaction knowing he trusted me enough to ask for help. I wrapped my hand around his shaft, feeling the heat and power pulsing through it. He gasped as I took the tip into my mouth, my tongue teasing the sensitive skin. His fingers curled into my hair as I began to bob my head, taking him deeper with each stroke.

The bathroom stall was tight, but the intimacy added to the excitement. The sound of my saliva and his occasional moan filled the small space, muffled by the ambient noise of the gym outside. I could feel the tension in his body as he struggled to contain his pleasure, his legs shaking slightly. I glanced up at his face, watching the ecstasy play out in the contortions of his features. His eyes were squeezed shut, and his breath was coming in short, sharp bursts.

I teased him with my tongue, tracing the veins that bulged along his length and flicking the underside of his cockhead. He groaned, his grip on my hair tightening. I knew he was close, and I wasn't about to let him down. With a smug smile, I took him back in my mouth, sucking hard and swirling my tongue around the tip. He was so large that most could barely fit half of him, but I am an expert and was determined to give him the best experience possible so I swallowed his entire length with ease.

His breath hitched as I hit the back of my throat, and I felt the muscles in his legs tense. I pulled back slightly, letting the wetness of my mouth cling to him as I slid back down. The rhythm grew faster, more urgent, as he neared climax. I reached up and began to fondle his balls, rolling them gently in my hand. His moans grew louder, and I knew it was time to push him over the edge.

With a final, deep suck, I pulled back and watched the first spurt of cum shoot from his cock. It landed on my chin, the hot liquid making me moan in turn. He cursed, his hips jerking as I took him back in my mouth, eager for more. He came hard, filling my mouth with his salty essence. I swallowed, the taste surprisingly familiar and welcome. His body trembled as he came down from the high, and I released him with a hard pop.

I stood up, wiping my mouth with the back of my hand. He looked down at me, his eyes glazed over with pleasure. "That was insane, how are you so good at that?" he murmured, his voice hoarse. I winked and leaned in to whisper, "Just because I'm a lesbian doesn't mean I can't suck cock, btw you owe me one" before exiting the stall.

I grabbed my water bottle from the counter and took a long, slow sip, watching him in the mirror as he tucked himself back in and adjusted his shorts. He looked at me with a mix of gratitude and bewilderment. "Good luck out there," I said with a smirk before striding out of the bathroom.

As I made my way back to the gym floor, I couldn't resist watching him approach the blonde. His gait was slightly more assured, his shoulders back, and his cocktail of post-orgasm euphoria and pre-flirtation nerves made him strut like a peacock. He tapped her on the shoulder, and she looked up, her eyes widening slightly as she took in his presence. I pretended to focus on my workout, my heart racing with anticipation of what was about to unfold.

He opened his mouth, and I could almost hear the stumbling introduction from where I was. The girl looked confused, glancing down at her watch before giving him a tight smile and a shake of her head. I bit back a laugh as she said something that made him visibly wilt, and he retreated, his tail between his legs. The sight was so comical, and I couldn't wait to give him a hard time about it.

As I finished my set on the leg press, I spotted him walking back, his head down. I met him at the water fountain, my grin uncontainable. "How'd it go?" I asked.

He groaned, his cheeks flushing. "Not exactly as planned," he admitted, his eyes avoiding mine. "I couldn't even get out a word before she told me she wasn't interested and was in a hurry."

I couldn't hold back my laughter. "Well, at least you tried," I said, patting his back consolingly. "Maybe you should work on your approach?"

He shot me a glare, but it lacked the usual bite. "Thanks for the vote of confidence," he mumbled, taking a long gulp of water.

After finishing our workout, we headed to the locker room to clean up and change. The gym's air was thick with the scent of sweat and disinfectant, the hum of conversations and the clanging of metal lockers providing a background symphony. As I pulled my sports bra over my head, revealing my heavy breasts, I caught a glimpse of the blonde, changing in the next aisle. She had noticed my friend's earlier attempt and was watching us with a knowing smile. I winked at her, and she giggled, her cheeks turning pink.

With a mischievous smile, I turned to face her and tugged hard on my bra, causing my massive tits to bounce free. She rushed across the isle, her eyes lingering on my chest before meeting my gaze. "You're pretty good at that," she said, her voice a seductive purr. I raised an eyebrow, and she took it as an invitation to flirt. She began to twirl her hair around her finger, a classic move that was all too familiar to me from the many times I had used it to catch a girl's attention.

"I've had a bit of practice," I said with a wink, taking my sweet time to stretch my arms up, giving her a full view of my assets. She bit her bottom lip, and I knew she was hooked. "So, what's a girl like you doing after this?" she asked, playing coy.

I leaned in closer, letting my breasts graze against her arm. "Oh, you know, going to grab something to eat," I replied, my voice low and suggestive as I grabbed her arm. "Looks like I already grabbed it though, how about I meet you in your car" I added, watching the way her eyes darkened with interest. She leaned in, her breath hot on my neck, and whispered, "I'd like that."

As we left the locker room, my friend looked at us in disbelief. "What the fuck just happened?" he mouthed, and I blew him a mocking kiss and waved goodbye. The blonde led the way out of the gym, and I couldn't help but admire the sway of her hips as I followed her to the parking lot. To say that I blew that women’s world too would be an understatement, I feel bad about how soaked her back seats got honestly.