Date: Wed, 18 Oct 2017 12:31:50 -0400
From: Kzoo Friend <4370134@gmail.com>
Subject: BOY ADONIS (Adult/Youth | Athletics)

Josh pulled up to the Planet Fitness and ditched his bike next to the
entrance. If you saw the 13-year old boy from the neck down you'd probably
peg him for 16 or 17 with his broad shoulders and wide pecs...his round
biceps and V-shaped torso. Not to be outdone by his thick legs and calves
all covered in a light downy blonde fur. However, if you looked upwards and
saw the angelic boyish face covered with a mop top of blonde hair, you'd
easy see that those light blue eyes looking back at you were the eyes of a
boy just barely a teen.

Josh had on his favorite bike shorts and white a-frame t-shirt today...he was
ready to work out. He entered the gym and walked down the long hallway to
the front desk. Jamal, one of the trainers, greeted him with a smile and a
bit of a laugh surprised to see such a young boy at the gym.

"Can I help you, son?"

"Yeah I'd like to get a membership"

"Well, if you're under 16 and I think you are, you need to have your
parents co-sign for you"

"Really?"

"Yeah"

"I've been working out since I was 8 and I don't need my parents permission
to do it here"

Josh started to get a little mad that he wasn't getting his way and he
leaned across the counter at Jamal.

"Let me speak to the manager"

Jamal felt a little threatened by the little muscle boy lunging at him and
decided to just let his manager handle this one.


Greg had been managing the gym since he dropped out of the competitive
bodybuilding circuit 2 years earlier. He didn't so much drop out as he was
asked to leave after a minor scandal involving a youth bodybuilding program
that Greg had run involving boys in their teens. Nothing was ever proved
and Greg left on good terms but there was a lot of talk. And of course it
was all true. Greg had a major thing for young boys with hot bodies. That's
why he set up the program in the first place. But even with all the trim
Greg got from his program he hadn't ever seen anything like what was about
to walk into his office.

*Knock Knock*

"Come in"

"Are you the manager"

"Yes how can I help you"

Greg looked up from his desk and saw the boy of his masturbatory fantasies
standing in his doorway. The face of a child with the body of a teen god.
Greg felt the blood rush from his body and pool in his quickly expanding
cock. He was lightheaded as he stared at the perfect boy god in front of
him.

"Well this guy at the desk told me I'm too young to work out here. But I
told him I've been working out since I was 8 and I know how to use all the
machines and I can do it all. Can I just work out here?"

Greg quickly recovered. And tried to decipher all the words that just came
out of the little gods mouth.

"Why don't you come in and have a seat. Close the door behind you."

Josh closed the door and slumped down in one of the chairs opposite Greg's
desk.

"So you've been working out since you were 8?"

Greg marveled at the bulge in Josh's bike shorts. How he wanted to have
that in his mouth.

"Yes sir.....Hey wait.....Aren't you Greg Stimmons?"

"Yeah....Yeah I am. How did you know that?"

"I've seen you in my bodybuilding magazines. You're famous. I saw you pose
once!"

"Was I good?"

"You were awesome man. You killed them all. I memorized your routine"

"No way. Show me!"

Greg sat back in his desk chair as Josh stood up and ripped off his shirt.
Greg covered his twitching cock with his hands. Josh launched into a
perfect imitation of Greg's famous routine hitting every mark and showing
off his hot boy body for Greg. Greg was in ecstasy as perfect boy biceps
and pecs were flashing in front of him....a perfect set of abs.......big round
shoulders.......legs like small tree trunks.....big round calves.......all with the
face an angel smiling at him. He started to rub his cock beneath his
basketball shorts. The room darkened and all he could see was Josh hitting
pose after pose. Mounds of young boy muscle hardening and releasing.

"Was that good Mr. Stimmons?"

Greg snapped back to reality and took his hands off his cock.

"Please call me Greg."

TO BE CONTINUED

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