The Very Personal Trainer

My friend Ryan inspires me like almost no one else can, and as I started writing tonight, my initial idea morphed into something completely different... and much, much more scandalous. It also was almost one thousand words before a second of action took place. So, I'm posting this as a separate introductory post, and I'm making it free for everyone to check out. For my free members, I hope you're curious enough to upgrade so that you can see what happens next...

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Hey man, sorry I can’t make it today :(

Staring down at my phone, I was already typing a response, but I had to delete it once his next text popped up.

Glad I got to try out your free trial- maybe I’ll be able to reschedule!

Knowing that there was no way for me to calmly respond right now, I simply locked my phone and threw it into my gym bag. I was already in the parking lot, minutes away from our scheduled appointment, when his cancellation message popped up. One of far too many.

I was about to have to grovel for my old job back, and the only way to rid my mind of those thoughts was to get into the gym.

About a month ago, I’d finally made the leap and quit my accounting job to become a personal trainer. For about a decade, I’d been working out more and more each year, and the results were piling up. The gym was my happy place, and with guys coming up to me at least a few times every week asking for tips, this just made sense.

The owner of my gym put me in contact with a firm that let personal trainers put their ads on their site, and it all seemed to be working out. That is until I realized that the site offered one-week free trials without registering with a credit card. About 90% of my clients had no intention of ever paying me, and they would bounce between gyms one free week at a time. I had bills to pay now, and my savings account was starting to slowly decrease, but that rate would increase if something didn’t change.

Walking inside, the familiar sounds and energy surrounded me in the lobby, and I knew that a rigorous solo workout was what I needed.

“Hey Ryan, I’ve got something to show you.”

I pretended not to hear him, but he made that impossible as he came around the desk to stand right in front of me. I’m sure that Tony had no idea how awful his suggestion had been, but it still stung every time that I saw him.

“Barry told me about all of those dicks cancelling, and I think I have a new idea for you.”

“Hey Tony, let’s talk about this later- I’ve got to-”

“Just watch this!”

He seemed far too excited for me to ignore again, so I grabbed his outstretched phone and held it up to see some porno already playing on the screen.

“What the fuck, Tony?! We’re in the middle of the lobby!”

Turning around to see if anyone was behind us, I looked back at the action once more to find out why he was showing me this. I was pretty sure that Tony was happily married to his wife, but maybe things change.

“You’re a goober, Ryan.”

On screen, a muscular, tanned god of a man was standing in the middle of a gym wearing nothing but a pair of converse sneakers and a tight pair of light purple briefs. These weren’t the trunks that we wore in bodybuilding competitions- this was most definitely underwear, and they were a brand that only gay men wore.

“Great form, Rob, but here, watch my thighs as I squat to see where you should be feeling that burn.”

Stepping closer to the clothed man that was standing in the squat rack beside him, the almost-naked man gripped onto the bar that had barely any weight on it and began to squat. As he did, I watched his ample ass stretch those briefs to the limit, and as he stood back up, the pair practically disappeared between his cheeks. This was definitely porn, but Tony seemed unfazed to be showing me right here in public.

“This could be you!”

“I don’t think anyone would watch me do that, and luckily, I promise I’m not broke enough to do porn, but thank you?”

“With an ass like that though?” I jumped into the air when his hand made contact with my ass through my shorts, and I tried not to indicate to him what I was feeling at the present moment. “This isn’t some porno though- this guy is a personal trainer.”

As if on cue, the video ended and was replaced with a promo shot of the guy in a tiny pair of shorts flexing his giant biceps with his name and contact info right below his feet.

“This guy does personal training in his underwear, and I looked at his rates- it has to be like ten times what you’re selling.”

“Listen Tony, I-”

“Ryan, I know that I messed up. Barry told me that I needed to make it up to you, and I think this can benefit both of us. And if it doesn’t, then I’m going to pay you directly. Let me make this up to you.”

I knew that I wouldn’t have been able to tell him how beat up I was about the cancellations, but it looked like one of the other regulars had done it for me.

And I did need the money.

“Tony, I don’t have any underwear like that…”

“That’s not even close to a no.”

“It’s not a yes either.”

Turning his phone back around, Barry went to his calculator app and typed out a number.

“I am willing to guarantee that I can get men to pay this amount per hour consistently. I already have five guys who’ve agreed, and they’ll need to pay for a full month before your first session.”

As he showed me the phone, he knew my answer as soon as my eyes widened.

“I can call the men right now, and I’ll have appointment times ready for you after your workout. This is going to be big, Ryan.”

Ryan is trying to resist Tony's offer, but he isn't strong enough for that...

And as one last incentive, I want to let you know what you could be seeing if you upgraded your membership. Ryan has quite a few photos awaiting you in the server, but in those, all of his clothing ends up on the floor...