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The smug gym rat
Before the story begins, I would like to thank an anonymous contributor for the picture.
Heart-Finder
Rod was one of the newest beach-goers in town. Everyday for the last couple weeks, without flaw, he would spend at least 8 hours doing a workout on the sandy shores. His smooth, muscled body gently toned in the California sun.
One way he was able to stay in such great shape was the fact he had a membership at an exclusive gym. He was given a personal trainer, could eat at the small deli or smoothie bar. The best part, he could charge everything to his membership. He didn't have to pay until the end of the year.
Rod took full advantage of this. He went to his personal trainer daily, ate three meals at the smoothie bar and had purchased so many new vitamins that he no owed over $100,000 to the gym.
Rod thought they would never find him once he disappeared. But, after a couple weeks hiding out at the beach, they came to collect.
Rod was all smug. He had no intention of paying off this debt. He had already gotten an awesome physique. He didn't need his gym membership anymore. So what if they kicked him out.
Besides, he was enjoying life at the beach. He could bask in the sun all day, bum food off people picnicking (who could say no to that sexy hunk. Plus, he could have any girl (or guy) he wanted. This gave him a "warm" bed to lie in every night.
So, when his trainer and the gym owner came to collect, he didn't give a damn. At first they were pleasant, even offering a reduced membership fee if he paid off his debt and renewed.
Nope, Rod was as cool and smug as can be. He didn't need these guys or their gym. He had conned them good and there was nothing they could do about it.
The men's patience began wearing thin at this arrogant ass. The final straw was when he told them. "Look at this body, smooth toned skin, chiseled abs. Sure, you guys gave it to me, but now, I have it and there is no way you can take it back.
A couple shots from his trainer's gun proved the ultimate repo. His debt was now clean.
One way he was able to stay in such great shape was the fact he had a membership at an exclusive gym. He was given a personal trainer, could eat at the small deli or smoothie bar. The best part, he could charge everything to his membership. He didn't have to pay until the end of the year.
Rod took full advantage of this. He went to his personal trainer daily, ate three meals at the smoothie bar and had purchased so many new vitamins that he no owed over $100,000 to the gym.
Rod thought they would never find him once he disappeared. But, after a couple weeks hiding out at the beach, they came to collect.
Rod was all smug. He had no intention of paying off this debt. He had already gotten an awesome physique. He didn't need his gym membership anymore. So what if they kicked him out.
Besides, he was enjoying life at the beach. He could bask in the sun all day, bum food off people picnicking (who could say no to that sexy hunk. Plus, he could have any girl (or guy) he wanted. This gave him a "warm" bed to lie in every night.
So, when his trainer and the gym owner came to collect, he didn't give a damn. At first they were pleasant, even offering a reduced membership fee if he paid off his debt and renewed.
Nope, Rod was as cool and smug as can be. He didn't need these guys or their gym. He had conned them good and there was nothing they could do about it.
The men's patience began wearing thin at this arrogant ass. The final straw was when he told them. "Look at this body, smooth toned skin, chiseled abs. Sure, you guys gave it to me, but now, I have it and there is no way you can take it back.
A couple shots from his trainer's gun proved the ultimate repo. His debt was now clean.
Friday, September 22, 2017
Heartless
Heartless
Daniel was a reknown bar-hopper in the gay club scene. He was charming, handsome, and most importantly, rich. He would travel every couple of weeks to a new city to sell himself for lofty prices.
The wealthy would line up and pay a high price for one night with this Adonis. His manly body, boyish looks and handsome stubble was more than enough to get his clientele excited.
The trouble was, Daniel wasn't out to please his customers. He was only out to please himself. You see, Daniel, was overly-sensitive to orgasms. Whenever he had one, it would rage in his body for nearly 15 minutes. He wasn't one for foreplay and really didn't care about pleasing his partner. He just went full-blown into sex in order to climax as quickly as possible.
This very often left his clients dissatisfied. Sure it was great to watch him squirm during his orgasmic episodes, but it was quite a let down that he had finished long before his clients.
He had done this one too many times. His last client paid him six-figures for sex. This was the second time Daniel had worked for this client, so the client was a little more demanding of what he wanted.
Daniel was pissed because the client wanted more foreplay and wouldn't let him finish quickly. Daniel didn't care. He grabbed the client, went hard and quickly blew his load. The client, who was paying top dollar didn't take this well.
As Daniel lay there in his orgasmic spasms, the client, who was not going to let this second con-job pass, put on a freddy-krueger style glove and rammed it into the handsome young man's chest.
Daniel didn't even know what hit him. He stared up blankly at his attacker. The client gripped around Daniel's heart and ripped it out. He stared at him and said, "Looks like you're not so heartless afterall."
The wealthy would line up and pay a high price for one night with this Adonis. His manly body, boyish looks and handsome stubble was more than enough to get his clientele excited.
The trouble was, Daniel wasn't out to please his customers. He was only out to please himself. You see, Daniel, was overly-sensitive to orgasms. Whenever he had one, it would rage in his body for nearly 15 minutes. He wasn't one for foreplay and really didn't care about pleasing his partner. He just went full-blown into sex in order to climax as quickly as possible.
This very often left his clients dissatisfied. Sure it was great to watch him squirm during his orgasmic episodes, but it was quite a let down that he had finished long before his clients.
He had done this one too many times. His last client paid him six-figures for sex. This was the second time Daniel had worked for this client, so the client was a little more demanding of what he wanted.
Daniel was pissed because the client wanted more foreplay and wouldn't let him finish quickly. Daniel didn't care. He grabbed the client, went hard and quickly blew his load. The client, who was paying top dollar didn't take this well.
As Daniel lay there in his orgasmic spasms, the client, who was not going to let this second con-job pass, put on a freddy-krueger style glove and rammed it into the handsome young man's chest.
Daniel didn't even know what hit him. He stared up blankly at his attacker. The client gripped around Daniel's heart and ripped it out. He stared at him and said, "Looks like you're not so heartless afterall."
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