Chanson had been training with me for 9 months and his body was starting to fill out. He was a 24 year old college student with great looks, but obese adolescent years left him very shy and the the new frame was bringing about more attention. Girls were taking notice, he was taking notice, and I was definitely taking notice. I was impressed by how quickly he picked up on the exercises I taught him and how dialed in he’d been with his nutrition.

The more we worked together, we began to bond and talk about everything under the sun including all of this new attention he was getting. He told me about how all of these new experiences he were beginning to make him feel more sexually aware of himself.

One day during our warm up we talked extensively about how he liked to get blow jobs and how he loved pleasing women. If he’d looked down he’d have seen my semi erect dick struggling to stay concealed while he talked about how he liked to pound pussy. I tried to make sure that my tone didn’t lead on just how excited I was by the conversation.

The thought of that conversation looped in mind for our next few workout sessions. Every time I saw him I thought about him plowing some pussy and how his body must look while he’s pressed up against his partner, covered in sweat and panting. He’s always had an impressive bulge and the thought of him fucking with his big dick made me sizzle with excitement.

I take clients weight & measurements every Thursday. I do the measurements before the workouts so that I don’t have to deal with a sweaty and stinking body. Most of the time clients wear their underwear while I tape and calculate their measurements. On this particular Thursday Chanson dropped into the gym before our session to use my sauna.

“Hey Chanson, I’ll be finished working with Mary in about 45 minutes then I’ll be ready for our session.”

“Thanks. I just wanna stretch and loosen up before we train.” He replied.

Since my gym was private I would often open the spa amenities to members who had appointments on that same day. The upstairs spa had a sauna, steam room, rain showers, and more. Every client had their own locker with freshly stocked towels soap, robe, and slippers.

After I finished with Mary I headed upstairs, expecting to find Chanson ready to go for our workout. “Hey, let’s go!” My voice echoed and reverberated throughout the entire 2nd floor. I didn’t hear anything. I yelled again. Still nothing. I peeked into the sauna window to find Chanson sitting there with his headphones in. He was drenched in sweat wearing his tighty whities. The sweat made his underwear transparent and proved my assumptions were absolutely right. This dude was hung. He had to be 5 inches soft.

I stood there for a second admiring his body and thinking about his hard work had been justly paying off. This guy had really transformed! His head was down and his eyes were closed. At first I thought he was listening to music and moving his body to a slow beat until I realized that he was crying.

“Damn, this moment just went from hot to sad”. I thought to myself.

I opened the door and a rush of cool air trailed in behind me. “U alright, u ready to go?” I asked, while trying not to make direct eye contact or stare at his bulge. “Oh yeah, sorry. I was in the zone. Just let me shower and I’ll be ready.”

Chanson stood up and his 6ft 3in body towered over my 5ft 7in frame. I looked up at him and asked why he’d been crying. He told me about a breakup he’d encountered and how he wasn’t coping well. We talked for a few minutes and I told him to get showered and ready to train.

A few minutes later he showed up, freshly showered, and ready for his weigh in. Usually he’d weigh in wearing loose fitting boxers, or basketball shorts but today he was only wearing his tighty whities. I started with my normal shoulder, and chest measurements and worked my way down the body.

Throughout the weigh in he told me about how it had been 3 weeks since he’d had sex which was abnormal for him. He told me that the toughest part of this breakup would be the sex and he was about to go on a “hoe spree”. I tried to change the subject and redirect the conversation to travel and cooking. I couldn’t talk about this with him right in this moment with his bulge so exposed and me wearing gym shorts and a tank top.

Just as I began measuring his waistline the conversation shifted back to his now ex girlfriend. I could tell that he really wanted to get this off his chest so I quietly listened to him ramble while I measured and taped. I was fixated on measuring his thighs without getting hard. I heard him say something about keeping her panties to jerk off in and I lost control of my dick. I got an instant hard on.

“Fuck! How am I gonna stand up!?” Is the first thing that ran through my mind. I moved on down to measure his calves to try to stall for time. The conversation stayed on his ex and how much he missed her. I decided that the best way to hide my boner was to try to maneuver to the back of him and stand up to readjust. Just as I was about to move behind him I glanced up and noticed the head of his hard cock protruding through his waistband.

I looked up at Chason who was now making direct eye contact with me. I slowly stood up allowing my chest to brush up against his hard dick on my way up. It was blatantly obvious at this point that there were some vibes. I stood there with his hard dick pressed directly in my chest and felt it pulsating every time Chanson breathed in.

While looking directly into his eyes I started caressing his exposed cock head and he let out a loud moan that made me start pre cumming. I rolled the waistband of his shorts down and released his 8 inch cock. I grabbed it with one hand and opened my throat to make room for this tight fit. I sucked his dick for at least 6 or 7 minutes until I saw him start quivering and shaking. I pulled his duck out of my throat and started jacking him off.

He blew his load all over me and himself. There was absolutely no holding back. His whole body got tight and he let out an animalistic roar that signified his pleasure. He fell back a few steps and we just stood there in silence, both panting and catching our breath.

**Should I share what happens next? If I get enough encouragement here I’d love to give you more of my stories. I’m a bit long winded but my life is detailed and my stories are true. My DMs are open for chats!