Epic Strength Training of Grandeur En Masse

[SexyPanda]

"Super Manly Profession of Epic Grandeur En Masse! THE RAINBOW SHOUTS IN ME!"

Of all the places to be on a saturday morning, Kotoya had to be here, in the gym, with his own "personal trainer" his mother had hired for him. Unfortunately, this personal trainer was a HARD GAY BODYBUILDER. And no, I am not kidding. As he rolled about on a trampoline in his tight leather jumpers, Kotoya already knew he was going to hate this guy.

"Pardon me, sir, but I'm here for my training session."

"OH DEAR OH DEAR OH DEARIE ME! WHAT ARE YOU WEARING? OH, IT'S LIKE BARNEY THE DINOSAUR VOMITED ONTO AN EMO FASHION SHOW! UGH!" yelled the man in disgust. He vaulted off the trampoline and landed next to Kotoya with surprising grace and agility.

"Now listen here, sweetie cheeks. You can't be under my tutelage until you wear something with a bit more flounce to it. Hold on just a minute, I'm sure I have something in my bag here that'll do the trick!"

The man proceeded to root through a pink embroidered duffle bag and promptly retrieved a pair of assless chaps. Before Kotoya could even say "OH HELL NO!" the man interjected.

"Oh! I'm ever so sorry, sweetie cheeks. You must be Misuya's child! Oh, her surgery worked wonders for me when I cracked my pelvis after all those sweaty, hunky and completely hardcore thrusts. Oh man. I'm getting a bit of a tear down there just thinking about it. Mmmm. MmmmHHHmmmhmmMmmmm!"

The flamboyantly gay man trailed off and stared into the distance, smiling every once in a while.

"Sir?"

"Oh, yes, right right. I suppose that those rags will do for now, but for future reference, you really should learn the difference between faboo and taboo. Now now, come along then, this is not the place for the type of training you need."

Kotoya followed the man out the door, and he was absolutely sure he caught the fag checking out his ass. Ugh. Kotoya just wanted this to end as fast as possible.

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(unfinished)