Phew! That was a great workout. Your clothes were clinging to your body with all of the sweat dampening the material, your skin shining with the stuff. You walked into the locker room, only to find no one in there; just your luck.
You smiled, and opened you locker to grab the towel. As you brought the white material to your face, and covered you eyes, the door creaked open, and you heard someone else walk in, heavy footsteps treading the floor. Urgh, you knew t was too good to be true. It will be one of those gym rats, posing in the mirror and grunting loudly as he gets the perfect picture.
When no grunts came, you pulled the towel back down so you could see who it was.
A man was standing there in a grey tank top, and a pair of sleek black shorts. You stared, and even though you tried hard to look away, you couldn’t take your eyes off of his huge rear. It was so round and plump, like someone had taken two bowling balls and shoved them in a pair of shorts. The material strained against the big cheeks, as if unable to contain their size.
“Something you like?” The man smirked, as he watched me looking at his fat behind.
“It’s ok, you can keep looking. I can’t blame you, that leg workout has really made it pop.” He laughed, giving the surface a gentle pat.
You carried on staring, unable to say a word. You felt your cock twitch as you did. It must have been obvious, since the handsome guy looked down at your crotch and smiled.
“Wow, you must really like it!” He paused.
“Come closer, hot stuff, I’ll give you a surprise.” He winked, watching as you moved closer, your eyes going wider. He grabbed the sides of his shorts, and gently pulled the material down, so that only his jockstrap was there, his fat cheeks welcoming you forward.
“Go on, play with it.” He smirked, shaking his hips a little, so the fat shook slightly. You did as you were told. You tentatively held his two cheeks, and noticed how heavy they were. They were soft, pillowy, and so plump.
As you grabbed a bit more, you realised how much there was, so much that you could grab it all at once. The surface rippled due to its immense plumpness, and you moaned at how the tow mounds of flab jiggled in response to your movements.
“Come on, let me take you out. Let’s see how big we can make this thing.” He chuckled, pulling his shorts back up, and giving his fat ass a slap.
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