My teammates told me that if I really wanted to work on tone and definition,
then Trainer Dietrich was the go-to guy. Tall, hairy, muscled: it didn't take
much convincing for me to sign up for some private training sessions. When we
finally got together, I could hardly keep my eyes off him. He had me lay on my
back to start doing reps of sit-ups. He had his hands on my feet to hold them
down, but he interestingly leaned forward so that every time I came up our faces
were so close they almost touched. My natural instincts almost kicked in, it
took everything I had not to kiss him because there were barely inches between
our lips! Next were push-ups. This time I felt him stroke his hands on my body
as I raised and lowered myself. God, what a turn-on! I'm immediately
embarrassed; what if Trainer Dietrich sees my growing hard-on through my gym
shorts? The exercise portion of the hour was over so we were going to wrap
things up with cool-down stretches. I climbed up on the couch and, flat on my
back, let my trainer position himself between my legs so he could use his body
weight to provide resistance. I kept thinking about how good he felt against me,
which only made me even more excited. In fact, I was getting harder and harder
with this irresistible man looking me right in the eyes! Featured: Marcus
Rivers, Dolf Dietrich
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