Un betamale en el gym: fantasías (1ra parte)

Elias was a boy... not very masculine, he was small, thin, and skinny, plus he had a pathetic penis (only 10 cm erect). All this made him a boy with little confidence. He liked girls, particularly dominant, voluptuous, and strong ones, unfortunately these girls saw him as their last option. In short, he was a weak virgin.

Elias spent his entire adolescence masturbating, watching mainly sex that included this type of women, and eventually found the pegging, which he enjoyed. Then, feeding his curiosity, he discovered sex between transsexuals, women transsexuals. But he didn't stop there, Elias went further and found himself watching gay videos, muscular men penetrating boys like him... He became hypnotized, loved it even more! Elias saw himself as passive, dominated, humiliated, and had the best orgasm, which was... watching gay porn.

He fell into denial, decided it was too much, and surprisingly stopped watching porn for a very long time. His head didn't want to accept that he was gay. He also gave up masturbation, which led him to have a wet dream one day that soaked his entire sheet, but what left him perplexed was that the dream he had was being passive to a transsexual who was screwing him like a dog.

ENOUGH! He thought. He felt very humiliated, it had cost him so much to give up his habit, his subconscious showed him that his desire for those videos with well-endowed men wasn't like him. He clung to rejection and decided he wanted to be more masculine, barely left his house, almost didn't interact with anyone, thought and took the courage to start going to a gym.

He didn't listen to his inner self, he didn't feel envy of those guys' cocks, he felt desire... and that desire doesn't disappear.

He didn't have much athletic wear but was determined, went to a gym called GYM Ultra that was about 10 or 11 blocks away. He was shaking with fear, entered and directed himself to the entrance table, he didn't want to look at the subject's eyes.

- H..hello.

+ Hello, good, what can I help you with?

- Em.. I wanted to start... I want to start training.

+ Good, the month costs as much, you can come from Mondays to Saturdays from 8 to 23hs. I recommend starting calmly, intercalating.

Elías was concentrating, looking at the large number of machines, seeing that the people who were there didn't relate much, which pleased him.

- Well, do I have to pay in advance?

+ Yes, we charge the first ten days of the month, what's your name?

- Eh... Elías...

- no could take his eyes off that firm body he had in front of him.

The subject saw it as strange, although it didn't bother him, noticed that this skinny guy was impressed with his body and caused him even pleasure.

+ Elíasss... how much?

-Preguntó sarcastically.

- Ah! pardon jaja -Elías told his last name.

+ Well Elías, here's your receipt.

Elías took it, at the same time as the subject said:

+ My name is Maxi...

In that instant Elías saw him for the first time in the eyes, his face was... divine, with dark eyes and shaved hair.

+ If you're willing I can be your coach, there are more people working here who you can choose from, also you can do yours but if you don't have experience I don't recommend it.

- Yes, thanks -he felt confused, glanced around- emm.. well, talk to you when I want to start -in reality he wanted to start that same day but he felt too overwhelmed.

+ Dale, no estamos viendo.

Elías was laughing, while directing himself to the door Maxi smiled at the comic situation, it wasn't the first time a skinny guy came to the gym but it was the first time one got disoriented while he talked to him. He wasn't stupid, noticed how he looked at him and arrived at his head the idea that this weakling felt attracted to him. seconds that idea was no longer spinning in his head and he went back to work. Elías left, a breeze ran and cooled him off from what he had been sweating so much (ironic since he hadn't even started training yet), he had mixed feelings, he was afraid and slowly directed his hand towards his small member, confirmed what he feared: his small 10 centimeters were very rigid.

Elías returned home with a feeling of humiliation, but as night fell, lying in the intimacy of his bed, that humiliation and intimidation he felt from Maxi, his body, his voice, his posture, made him surrender to his libido. Little Elías fondled his little sausage after so long and gave himself pleasure thinking about that trainer who intimidated him so much, then after wetting his pants, shame left him crying until he could finally fall asleep.

2 comentários - Un betamale en el gym: fantasías (1ra parte)

tukalz +1
buen relato, lindo, espero el proximo, me gustaria saber todo!