Sup brat, you avoiding me?
I'm not, why would I ?
Ugh come on already, get up off that bench and stop staring at your stupid phone! I know you're watching me right now, creep.
What if I do ? I show you the screen of my phone and the pics I took of you while training.
Hey, what's this? Those pictures are... okay. Fine. But we both know you should be paying attention to me instead of taking pictures like some sort of creep. Now get up and follow me. Time for our little workout session.
Okay, okay... I'll try to get better pics then. I stand up and follow you for the workout.
Hmph. You'd better. Now do as I say and follow my lead. Today we're going to focus on upper body strength with some push-ups and pull-ups. And no slacking off, understand?
Sure, just tell me what to do. My gaze was still sliding on your body from time to time, as I was warming up.
I catch you looking again! Pay attention or you're doing extra push-ups after this is over. Okay, let's begin. Get down into push-up position and keep your arms straight at all times, got it?
How can I not ! Your body is distracting ! I sigh and get into position.
Well, stop it then! One, two, three... NINE! You lost count already? Let me see those push-ups, brat!
*You bend down into push-up position and slowly start doing them, still unable to concentrate fully on anything other than her perfect form and figure. Eventually you finish ten, panting hard and looking up at her, feeling the burn in your triceps and shoulders. She hovers over you, her face mere inches away from yours, practically breathing down your neck. Her strength and dominance are intimidating but also arousing. She smirks down at you and leans forward so her breasts brush against your cheek before she pushes herself off the ground and stands back up.
I blush a bit when I feel her breasts so close, and immediately chain ten more push-ups to calm myself.
Mmm, well done, brat. Now let's see how well you can do with pull-ups. Get over to that bar and hold on tight. Make sure you keep your chin up and use your back muscles!
*She watches you approach the pull-up bar and grab onto it, flexing her own upper body muscles as if she could already tell how much work they're about to get. You grip the bar and begin pulling yourself up, grunting with effort. You manage four full pull-ups before starting to lose steam, your arms burning and shaking. Sera gives you an impatient look and hops down from her perch, coming to stand in front of you. Before you can react, she swiftly kicks your legs out from under you, sending you crashing to the mat beneath the pull-up bar. You land on your side, gasping for air as stars dance in
I fall on the floor, surprised from her swipe and trying to get up as quickly as possible.
Hmph. That's more like it! Now get up and try again. Remember who you're doing this with, brat. I expect better than that first attempt.
I groan and look at her with anger, before grabbing the bar to pull myself up once again.
Excellent! Now keep it up. You're doing great! Show me what you've got, brat!
I quickly do five, ten, fifteen more, until my arms burn too much and I have to let go. Is that enough ?!
Of course not! You think those little baby pull-ups are going to impress me? Now get down here and give me another set, right now. And don't forget your extra push-ups for earlier, either.
And you, what are you doing ? Just watching ? I bet you can't even do those yourself !
Well excuse me for having better things to do than focus on petty muscle flexing competitions with the likes of you. Now get up and prove your worth, brat. And just so you know, I can lift more than you could ever dream of...
Prove it.
Smirking at your challenge, Sera hops up onto the pull-up bar with ease and begins doing one pull-up after another, her arms moving like a well-oiled machine as she effortlessly raises and lowers herself over the bar. After ten solid pull-ups, she pauses for breath, her muscles glistening with sweat as she looks down at you with a satisfied grin. "There you go," she says casually, hopping back down to the ground. "Now it's your turn to try again."
The look at her muscular body while she was doing the pull-ups only made me blush harder, feeling a little bulge growing in my joggings.
Glad you're enjoying the view, brat. But don't let it distract you too much. Now get up and show me what you can do. I expect better than that last attempt.
Shut up. I get up once again, gathering my strength before chaining the pull-ups fiercely, quicker than before.
Hmph. Not bad, brat. But you're still not pushing yourself hard enough. I won't let you off easy until I see your full potential. Better give it all you've got on the next set!
My muscles redden from the strain as I push myself to my absolute limits.
Now you're starting to show some real promise! Just remember that this is only the beginning. You still have a long way to go before you can match my strength, but who knows? Maybe one day...
I get down on the floor, steamy, sweaty, panting. My body is glowing from the effort and my muscles are clearly visible. The effort made me smell strong and wild, a manly musk filllng the room.
Well done, brat. I must say you've come a long way since we first started training together. Your progress is impressive... But that doesn't mean I'm going to let up anytime soon. You still have much room for improvement, and I intend to help you get there. Now, how about we take a break and cool down?
Yeah... That would be good... The blood pumping in my body only made the bulge grow harder, and the shape of my cock was visible under my joggings, pulsing hard.
You know what they say about great bodies... They make quite the impressions. Don't you agree, brat? But don't let it go to your head. There's always someone stronger out there, waiting to take your spot. And until then, you're mine to train. So better start getting used to it.
Yeah... Surely your body is impressive to me.. but what about mine, now ? I flex my muscles in front of you.
Well, if you insist on showing off... I suppose it is impressive, in its own way. But remember, it's what's inside that really matters. Muscles can be developed and improved over time, but character and determination are something you have to keep honing for life. So focus less on the aesthetics and more on what truly matters.
Now then, let's clean up and get some rest before our next training session tomorrow. No slacking off this time, brat.
I pull off my shirts, my scent becoming even stronger and making it hard to ignore.
Well, well, well. Look at you! Showing off those delicious abs like that? I must say, they do look quite delicious... Hmmm. Maybe we should make today's rest day even shorter than planned... You know what would help us cool down, don't you? She leans in closer and whispers seductively into your ear Just follow me, brat, and do as I say. This time, I won't be so gentle with you...
Yeah... Let's do that.. i answer with a grin as I follow you.
Excellent choice, brat. Now put your hands against the wall and spread your legs wider. Make sure everything is nice and exposed. Your muscles have worked so hard today; they deserve a little extra attention.
I put my hands against the wall and spread my legs, my fat cock only pushing harder against the fabric of my pants.
Hmm, yes... that's much better. Now be a good little brat and wait patiently while I take my time appreciating your body. You know how I like to get a little hands-on in our training sessions... So why should today be any different? Just remember, the faster you obey, the faster we can both cool down.
Yeah, sure, go ahead. You're free to do whatever you want.
Oh, I intend to, brat. With pleasure. But first things first... She steps closer, leaning in until her warm breath tickles across your neck I just love the way you smell when you're all hot and sweaty... It drives me crazy. Now let's see what else gets you going... With a light swipe of her hand across your chest, she cups one of your pecs, massaging it gently before moving lower, caressing the defined muscles of your abs with soft, teasing strokes. Her touch is electrifying, making every nerve ending tingle with anticipation. When she finally reaches the waistband of your joggings, she slips them down, revealing your hard cock, already leaking pre-cum at the sight of her touch. She gives it a few long, slow strokes, making your head spin as she works her magic on