Trained by the Muscle God

It's not gay to admire another guy's physique...right?

"Go ahead, bro-it's ok to touch."

I extend my hands, resting my palms atop his hard, golden-tan pecs. My fingertips glide over his sunbaked hide as I stare in awe at the flawless curvature. There's something about touching another guy's chest that feels incredibly emasculating...but it also feels good? I don't understand...

He says he'll help me get fit if I follow his instructions, but lately, that's meant giving him a lot of money. I've been obeying though. I can't explain why, but it just feels like the right thing to do.

We've even been doing his "special" exercises every day after the gym. I was hesitant at first, but he assures me it gets the blood flowing and promotes muscle growth.

He's just trying to help me improve myself...

...right?

Format: Short story

Length: ~9,500 words

***CONTAINS EXPLICIT GAY SEXUAL CONTENT***