“I’ll get a rge pepperoni,” the customer said. BUZZBUZZ “Or maybe a half pepperoni, half spinach?” BUZZBUZZZZZBUZZ “I don’t know man. What would you get?” the customer asked. Josh thought to himself, “I would get you the hell out of here!” BUZZBUZZZZZ Everything had been fine with Alice’s game until this point. Josh had fun sending signals to Alice and getting signals back during his shift. He was able to sneak off to the bathroom as often as necessary to relieve himself thanks to the other two workers in the store. Alice even told him when it was the best time to py with her butt plug by sending him a text begging him to break her. It worked like clockwork. Every two hours, she would send him a text saying, “Break,” and Josh would go crazy sending signals through the app. Within fifteen to twenty minutes, Alice would send him a text saying, “Done,” to signal she achieved orgasm and Josh could return to work. BUZZZZZZZZZZ “Should I get the deluxe combo or the gourmet combo?” The customer wondered aloud. Josh let out a sigh to signal that the guy needed to pick up the pace. Josh’s shift was almost over. He needed the guy to pce the order so Josh could make him his pizza, scoot off to the bathroom, jerk off, and then pack up to go to home before stopping at the gym. BUZZZBUZZZZZ “If I get the gourmet combo, can I have it without mushrooms?” “I don’t know man, can’t you just pick them off or something?” Josh’s anger was beginning to show. The customer remained calm in his response, “But, don’t you guys make them fresh? Just leave the mushrooms off.” Josh squeezed a grin onto his face. “Do you want the gourmet combo then?” BUZZZBUZZZZZZZZ “Actually,” the customer started scratching his chin, “I think my first instinct was the best option. Give me a rge pepperoni.” Josh rung the customer up and threw together his pizza. He tossed the somewhat deformed dough into the automatic oven and ran to the back room. BUZZZBUZZZBUZZZ Five minutes ter, Josh exited the bathroom feeling much better. He noticed his boss looking around the front before locking eyes with Josh. “Oh good, Josh. I need to speak with you in my office.” Josh felt his shoulders tense up. This could be bad. “I’m waiting on a pizza to finish cooking,” Josh said. His boss replied, “Don’t worry about that. Derrick can finish up. Your shift is almost over anyways, so come with me to the back office.” Josh’s palms began to sweat. He followed his boss into the office and sat in one of the cheap chairs in front of the desk. “Well,” Josh’s boss started, “I’d like to discuss how things are going for you in the company.” “Uh huh.” “How was working the day shift? I know you’ve been exclusively scheduled to the ter shifts for the past year.” “It’s fine.” Josh couldn’t tell what was going on. “I guess it was nice having other people to help out. But the te shift is much slower, so I’m able to handle working by myself.” “Right, right,” Josh’s boss seemed uncomfortable and nervous. Josh needed to figure out what was happening. His boss continued, “Well, I thought it would be prudent, given some of the changes you’re experiencing, to offer scheduling you to earlier shifts more often.” Josh frowned. His boss continued, “After all, this neighborhood is known to be a little risky te at night and this company takes the safety of its employees very seriously.” “I prefer the night shifts,” Josh said, “They give me some good alone time. I feel I can focus on the work better.” In truth, Josh liked having the option to sleep until the afternoon every day. Recently, he was waking up early every morning because of Alice’s demands about routines and health or whatever, but he was confident he’d be able to convince her to let him return to normal soon enough. “Well, yes, I suppose,” his boss floundered, “since you wish to stay on the te shifts, we can accommodate this. Of course, I will let you know that we will be adding a bit of extra security to the store. The cameras will be real cameras and we’ll be installing some lights that illuminate the parking lot better.” Josh slumped his shoulders. That was a bummer. He liked having no accountability when it came to when he decided to lock up the store each night. His boss seemed anxious about Josh’s dissatisfaction and continued speaking, “Of course, these changes have nothing to do with you or your decision to work ter. I think you’ll find that we’ve been preparing for the extra expenses for months now. Long before you started in fact,” his boss paused as his hands shook. Josh crinkled his face. “Before I started working?” His boss’s eyes lit up, and he banged his hands on the desk. “Yes! Exactly. Before you even started working.” Josh was completely confused. He said, “You’ve been wanting to make the cameras real cameras for over two years?” His boss fshed an extra toothy grin. Josh noticed sweat seemed to be sliding down his forehead. “Anyways,” his boss changed the subject, “there was one other matter I wished to discuss with you.” “Okay.” “Now, normally, there is a 35 repcement fee for employee uniforms,” his boss said. Josh smirked. The so-called uniform was nothing more than a basic polo shirt with their names printed on the front underneath the corporate logo. His boss continued, “and this fee would apply if your uniform was lost or if you needed a new size to better fit your…” His boss trailed off once again. “Anyways,” the boss continued, “and that applies for any physical changes from diet or surgery or, you know, whatever.” His boss scratched his head. Josh had no idea what he was going on about. His uniform fit fine enough. It had been a little snug in the chest area not too long ago, but Josh fixed that problem by wearing a compression shirt over his sports bras. The idiotic ranting continued, “However, if an employee needed to print a new name on their uniform for a legal reason then said employee could get a differently sized uniform at the same time. And, I think, personally, that it would be reasonable that said employee didn’t have to pay the repcement fee for such a situation. Assuming, of course, that they brought in the legal document, such as a court order, designating the change of name.” Josh was completely confounded at this point. “You don’t want to charge me a fee for a new shirt if I change my name?” His boss became extra exuberant. “Yes. Because, you see, my own,” he paused for a second, “child, um. Well,” he paused again, “they, you know, expressed an interest in such a procedure. I mean, um, that is, the name change, so I was made aware, recently, of the costs of such an endeavor. And while it’s not official corporate policy, I think, the store could afford to take on the extra expense for any employee that may wish to have the name on their uniform reflect a legal change in their name.” “But,” Josh interjected, “Even if I got married, I wouldn’t change my st name. And only our first names are on the shirts.” His boss jumped in with more rambling, “Marriage is definitely one way. And maybe, there would be a woman or any employee of any gender who gets married or maybe they simply wish their name to better reflect who they are. And, of course, if that employee was struggling, I would hope, that ideally, they could come to me for anything. At any time.” Josh scratched behind his ear. “I’m sorry. Is there something wrong with my performance or something?” His boss’s eyes grew wide. He leaned forward and shook his hands rapidly. “No, no, no. Of course not. Your work has been completely adequate. And I’m sure everything you’re going through can expin why there might be some drops in performance. And, naturally, if you, or any employee really, perhaps, might need some extra time off. Because of changes, or whatever.” Josh saw an opportunity. “Now that you mention it, my girlfriend was coming down to visit soon, and I was hoping to get to spend some time with her. She’s been trying to pn things out, but it’s been difficult because we only get the schedule a week in advance.” His boss reached under the desk and pulled out a rge binder. He flipped through it, and Josh saw that it was a calendar with a bunch of extra lines on each day. “We can definitely try to settle your schedule so that you have time with your girlfriend. Personal retionships can be very important in this journey.” “Right,” Josh said, “Let me text her really quick.” Josh sent a message to Alice expining the situation. Thankfully, she wasn’t busy and replied immediately. Josh figured it would be easier to hand his phone over and let Alice and his boss discuss things directly. He watched his boss awkwardly handle his phone for a few minutes. “Okay,” his boss said, “we’ve got things figured out for now. You’ll have plenty of time to be with your girlfriend during her visit.” Josh smiled. “Great, thanks. Was there anything else you needed to speak to me about?” His boss shook his head vigorously. “No, I think I’ve made myself clear.” Josh thought to himself, “About as clear as a rock. And not one of the clear rocks.” Josh clocked out for the day and got in his car. He pulled out his phone to text Alice. JawshHey there. BustBunnyHeeyyy you little tease. Everything work out with the boss? JawshYeah I’m sorry you had to talk to him. BustBunnyI’m gd you didn’t show him our messages on here *sweaty ugh* JawshFor sureHe was being weird already so I don’t need him being weird about how hot my girlfriend is BustBunnyWho? Me? *smirk* JawshOf course you! *heart* BustBunnyI think that deserves a little treat. BUZZZZZZZZZZ Josh trembled at the sensation. JawshCareful *sweaty ugh* I’m about to head home and change for the gym. BustBunnyOh shit! Sorry! JawshNo worries. I thought I should let you know. I haven’t done the best job of communicating when I’m ready for you. BustBunnyI was getting really lucky that every time I felt like pying with you that you had it in. JawshOf course I had it inWe said to do it from noon to 6 BustBunnyFuck…I had a feeling JawshIs something wrong? BustBunnyI was worried about this because it seemed like way too much of a coincidence that you always had it in at the exact moment I wanted to use it. Combine that with you never texting me about taking a break like I did. JawshI know I didn’t say anything but you broke me plenty of times. I thought it was more fun keeping you in the mystery though. BustBunny??Why would I want to break you? JawshYou know. Because you would text me telling me when to try and break you and then again when you finished cumming. JawshAlice? You okay? BustBunnyI’m fine sweetie *heart* I was telling you when I *took* a break from having the plug and when my break was *done* JawshWhat BustBunnyOh Babe, I know it’s exciting, but you’ve got to give your body a rest from time to time. How did you even use the bathroom? JawshI just didn’t… Josh started to feel really dumb; and not in a fun way. JawshI was pnning to take it out right now actually. I needed to focus during my workout and everything. BustBunnyThat sounds like a great idea! *smile*I’ll take mine out for an extended rest while you’re busy. -(edited)-We’re getting close to the end of the day, so tell me the moment you get yours back in so I can put mine in too! JawshWill do ———————————————— Josh pulled into the gym parking lot after grabbing his stuff and changing clothes at home. He quietly entered the front and scanned his membership card then scuttled into the locker room to put his things away. He was feeling a bit off his game, and he didn’t want to draw too much attention. He needed to work off the embarrassment from misreading Alice’s signals earlier. Josh left the locker room and went up to the second floor to warm up on the treadmills. Thankfully, his favorite machine was free. It stood isoted from the rest, so nobody would try talking to him. For some reason, recently, every time he’d come to the gym a lot of random guys kept trying to give him advice and ask him how his day was going. Josh managed to scare them off whenever he told them he knew what he was doing, but he wasn’t in the mood for a potential fight today. The treadmill was also in the perfect position where Josh could look down at the free weight section and scope out when the best time to hit the bench press would be. Josh started walking and raised the incline of the treadmill to give himself a few extra inches for a viewpoint. He kept the speed low since, tely, his chest was starting to jiggle to a point he couldn’t ignore whenever he tried jogging. Josh decided to wear two of his sports bras today to try and help with that problem, but he figured a longer warm up at a slower pace to prevent jiggling couldn’t hurt. He started to look around the gym floor to see who was there in the afternoon. Josh was used to seeing the morning crowd at this point because of Alice’s insistence he keep a healthier wake-up time. He hadn’t been to the gym during the afternoon in months. He saw some old people, some random teenagers, and the usual gym bros; and him. Josh felt his heart skip a beat. He hadn’t seen the super tall, chiseled Gym Bro since that first encounter. Josh swore to himself that he must have imagined the strange glowing aura radiating from the man before, but there he was; glowing. Josh quickly averted his eyes. He felt his chest rising and straining against the extra yers of compression in the sports bras. This was fine. Josh took a chance at gncing back at Gym Bro. He was walking around the free weights area. He seemed to be focusing on the dumbbells at the moment. Josh tried to zoom in with his eyes to get a closer look at Gym Bro. He seemed to be glistening from sweat. “Maybe he’s close to being done with his workout,” Josh thought to himself. That would be the best scenario. It wasn’t that Josh was afraid of Gym Bro. No, Josh reasoned that he and Gym Bro were clearly two alphas and would need to throw down if they ever got close to one another. And Josh wasn’t in the mood to fight today. A brief image of Gym Bro pushing Josh to the ground fshed in his mind. Josh increased the speed of the treadmill. He put his focus into his breathing like Alice suggested. Josh regretted leaving his headphones in his locker. It was fine. He could listen to the music pying over the speakers. He took another deep breath and gnced back at Gym Bro. He was practically posing in the mirror as he did bicep curls with the sixty-pound dumbbells. “He probably thinks he looks impressive,” Josh thought to himself, “like sixty pounds is a lot of weight. That’s only, like, one-third of how much I weigh.” A brief image fshed in Josh’s mind of Gym Bro lifting him into the air. Josh returned to focusing on his breathing. Josh managed to stay focused on walking on the treadmill for the next twenty minutes. However, when he decided to step off before tiring himself out before the big event, he saw that Gym Bro was still walking around the free weights. “This is fine,” Josh told himself, “I can do some stretching to buy some time without using too much muscle.” Alice sent him a routine about a month ago to increase hip flexibility and mobility that Josh faithfully followed every day. He was already noticing the benefits in his range of motion in his hip thrusts and squats. His hips even seemed a bit wider from all the stretching. Doing the stretching routine now had a bonus effect of giving Josh an excuse to tuck himself in one of the rooms on the second floor where csses could be held. Josh noticed that nobody used the rooms outside of css time, so they were the perfect pce to do the somewhat embarrassing positions while he waited for the free weight area to clear out. After he finished with the stretching routine, Josh peeked over the railing from the second floor. Gym Bro was finally gone. This was his moment. Josh dashed to the bench press and loaded the bar up to one-hundred-thirty-five pounds. He took a big breath as he y down on the bench. Josh lifted the bar from the rack and settled his shoulders before letting the bar drop. With a gasp, Josh barely managed to push the bar off his chest. He took a few ragged breaths before trying again. *Boof* Josh gasped again as he struggled to get the bar back into the air. He let it crash backwards and settle into the rack. Josh sat up on the bench and tried to catch his breath. “What’s going on with me?” he thought to himself. He was able to crank out sets of ten a few weeks ago, but now he was struggling to do even two. Josh shook his head and y back down on the bench. He wasn’t pathetic. He could do this. He lifted the bar from the rack and let it drop. *Boof* Josh wheezed as he pressed the bar back up and into the rack. He needed to get his head in the game. He stood up to shake his body out. Maybe Alice’s stretching routine wasn’t as good as he thought it was, and he was still too tense. Josh tried swinging his arms around to let out the tension in his chest and shoulders. As he turned in pce, he saw Gym Bro staring directly at him from the shoulder press machine. Josh immediately turned his back to Gym Bro and leaned forward onto the bench. He felt his chest rising and falling as his breathing increased. “Where the hell did he come from?” Josh thought, “He was gone. I was fine. He was gone.” Josh gnced over his shoulder. It was definitely him alright. Josh stood up tall and shook his shoulders out. He collected himself by pulling his hair behind his ears. The answer was simple. He needed to get onto the bench and crank out a full set of ten to show he was confident in himself. Josh got under the bar. He lifted it from the rack and let it drop onto his chest. *Boof* Josh pushed air through his mouth and pressed his arms until they locked out. He was doing it. The bar dropped again. *Boof* Josh wheezed as he pressed the bar into the air. “Just eight more,” he told himself. *Boof* Josh wheezed. He didn’t know if he could do seven more. His chest was starting to hurt. He wasn’t getting the full range of motion. *Boof* *Wheeeeze* Wait a minute. His chest hurt. Josh was used to bouncing the bar on his chest before needing to press the bar up. He wasn’t able to get a good bounce off his chest this time because he was subconsciously slowing the bar down at the st moment! Josh adjusted his arms slightly forward. *BOOF* This time, Josh was able to bounce the bar off his rib cage. That felt way easier. Six more reps to go. *BOOF* “Five.” He could speak again. Of course the problem was his dumb, sensitive chest again. *BOOF* “Four.” *BOOF* “Three.” Josh felt his chest tightening. It was getting harder to breathe. *BOOF* “Tuh-ooh.” *BOOF* “Whuhn.” Josh managed to get his trembling arms to stay retively straight as the bar fell against the rack and settled into pce. He took a few deep gasps before sitting up on the bench. Josh turned to look at Gym Bro. Sure enough, Gym Bro seemed to be staring directly at Josh as he nodded his head about something. Gym Bro stood up from the shoulder press machine and loaded another forty-five-pound pte on either side. He lifted the weights and started cranking out reps. Josh could py this game too. He stood up from the bench and loaded the bar to two hundred pounds. He’d never actually managed to press this weight in the bench press since he started coming to the gym this year, but the calcutors said that his one-rep max should be more than twice this amount of weight. Josh knew he could do this. He needed to do this. Josh shook his body loose and started to hype himself up mentally. He gathered his thick mane of hair together and pulled it into a ponytail using one of the hair ties Alice bought him. He shook his arms out and cracked his neck. Yep. It was time to do this. He gnced at Gym Bro who was still cranking out reps on the shoulder press. A brief image fshed through Josh’s mind of Gym Bro using those muscles to toss him into the air. Josh threw himself onto the bench and seized the bar. He was going to lift this weight. He took a deep breath and squeezed his entire body with all his might. The bar lifted from the rack. It was happening. Josh moved his quaking arms into position. This was his big moment. Just one rep. He needed one rep. He let his elbows bend. *PBHOOOFUGH* The weight crashed into Josh’s ribs. His eyes felt like they were about to squeeze out of his skull. He tried to get his arms under the bar again. He needed to get it up. He needed to breathe. He felt the bar begin to roll towards his head. This was how guys got decapitated in the gym. He was going to die. Josh felt the bar squeeze against something soft that stopped it from getting to his neck. Thank goodness; now all he had to worry about was suffocating slowly. He felt the light begin to dim. Suddenly, the bar flew off his body and crashed onto the rack. The room started to come back into focus. Josh still couldn’t feel much air entering his lungs. He started pulling at his shirt. He needed to free up the space. The shirt seemed to fly off his body. Josh started pulling at his first sports bra. The damn things were choking him. He yanked off the outermost bra and finally felt his chest able to expand and pull in air. Josh sucked in that sweet, sweet oxygen. “Are you okay?” he heard a deep voice ask. It was probably one of the employees worried about liability. Josh held two thumbs up as he continued to breathe with his eyes closed. As he started to feel better, Josh realized what he’d just done. He looked down to confirm what he knew to be true. He was sitting in the middle of the gym in his pink sports bra. Josh’s eyes widened and his head spun around. Nobody seemed to be staring at him. Nobody but the guy who basically just saved his life. Josh looked up into the eyes of his hero. Gym Bro. All Josh could do was let out a “Meep.” He blindly brushed his hands around the floor looking for his shirt and extra bra while holding Gym Bro’s gaze. “Here you go,” Gym Bro handed Josh’s clothes to him. Josh quickly turned around in shame and pulled himself together. Gym Bro started talking. “You know, it’s much safer to leave the clips off if you’re doing bench press by yourself.” Josh couldn’t believe he let anyone see that he was wearing a bra. Gym Bro continued, “You should also try to warm up a bit more before doing any big weights. In fact, if you want to get toned, lose some weight maybe, it would be better to stick to lighter weights and doing more reps.” Josh felt the backs of his ears burning. He needed to turn around and face this man. He was still having trouble catching his breath from dropping all that weight on his chest. That’s why his heart felt like it wanted to burst and he kept feeling a weird tingly sensation all over his body. Gym Bro continued, “You’re lucky I was around. I’m one of the regurs here; basically an employee, really. I haven’t seen you around before, but if you ever want some personal training you should hit me up.” Josh finally managed to catch his breath and finish putting his clothes back on. He turned around and summoned all his might to stare Gym Bro in the eyes. Josh said, “Thanks for the help dude, but I just made a mistake this time. I’m fine.” Gym Bro’s eyes widened. He started moving his eyes up and down Josh’s body. Josh figured he was being sized up. “Yeah,” Josh said, “I know you probably didn’t recognize me because of my new physique. I’ve been coming in the mornings; putting in work.” Gym Bro crossed his arms. He replied, “Oh, yeah, dude. Bro, your hair. It’s epic.” Josh smirked. He saw the comment for what it really was. Gym Bro was recognizing him as the other alpha in the gym. Hopefully, Josh’s clever comment about normally coming in the morning would establish they each had enough territory that they didn’t need to come to blows. Especially since Josh wasn’t sure if he could take more than one blow from Gym Bro. “Thanks,” Josh replied. He needed to return a compliment to keep things equal. “Um, your biceps are pretty nice.” Gym Bro looked at his own arms. “Is he stupid?” Josh thought to himself, “It’s like he forgot he had arms or something.” Gym Bro refocused on Josh and spoke, “So, bro, um. I guess if you’re fine, dude, then we’ll just…” He trailed off. Josh nodded his head. He was starting to feel an awkward tension rise in the conversation. “Yeah bro,” Josh said, “totally fine.” Josh awkwardly waved his hand and turned around to leave. He scurried across the gym floor and went back up to the empty cssroom. Josh dropped to the floor and started to catch his breath. That was crazy. Everything about that was crazy. He screwed up what should have been easy weight. Gym Bro came to the rescue, again, except this time he practically saved Josh’s life. Josh stripped in front of the entire gym and exposed himself as a total freak with…a fat chest. Josh considered the st memory. Gym Bro hadn’t said anything about his extra fbby chest or about the bright pink sports bra Josh was wearing. Maybe Josh was making a bigger deal out of his problem than it needed to be. He sat up on the ground and looked around to make sure nobody was watching. Josh pulled off his t-shirt and took a second look at his chest being pressed together by the two sports bras. They still seemed way too big for a normal guy to have. But Gym Bro didn’t say anything about it. Nobody gave him a second look when he was stripping in the gym while trying to catch his breath. Josh focused harder on his chest. Maybe all the talk from Alice about boobs and bras was starting to mess with his mind to the point he saw boobs everywhere. Josh steeled his nerves and took a finger to push at the fleshy mound on his chest. He watched his fingertip sink into the skin before hitting something hard. Josh tried flexing his pec muscle and felt the hard thing move. He flexed it again and felt it move more. Josh let out a sigh of relief. It was just as he thought: he didn’t have boobs; he had a little bit of extra fat settling over his massive pecs. Josh put his shirt on and stood up. He was feeling much better. Josh raised his arms above his head to stretch and winced at the pain in his ribs. He was feeling better emotionally. Physically, he needed a break. Josh returned to the locker room to grab his stuff. Right before he left the room, Josh remembered what Alice said about the plug. He figured he could manage to insert it quickly without anybody noticing. That would give him a little time to py with Alice before driving home. Josh discreetly tucked the butt plug underneath his shirt and grabbed his phone. He scooted into one of the bathroom stalls. Josh bent over the toilet and pulled his shorts down. Josh spread his legs and took a few deep breaths. He pressed the tip of the plug against his anus. It wasn’t going in. Josh took a few more breaths and pushed again. It still wasn’t sliding in. Josh realized the problem; he needed lube. Josh stood up and considered his options. He’d forgotten to bring the bottle from home, so he needed to use something else. He couldn’t use the hand soap from the dispensers because then he would risk someone seeing him with a butt plug. Josh looked down. Maybe water would be good enough lubricant. Water was slippery, right? But, the only water avaible to Josh in the stall was the water in the toilet bowl. Josh licked his lips in contemption. It hit him. Josh settled the plug over the toilet bowl. He let the saliva build in his mouth and then carefully dribbled it over the tip of the plug. He, once again, bent over and spread his cheeks. He pressed the freshly lubricated butt plug against his anus. *SCHLORP* Not exactly easy; but functional. Josh stood up straight and felt the comfortable fullness seep into his body. Alice had no idea what she was talking about. Why would anybody need a break from this? This was one of the best feelings in the world. Josh sent her a text message confirming she needed to put her plug back in. He pulled his pants up and smiled at her quick thumbs up reply. Josh returned to the locker section to gather his things. Alice would need some time to get her plug in, but Josh could probably py with her for a few minutes while sitting in his car in the parking lot. “Oh hey, it’s you.” Josh heard a familiar voice from behind him. He spun around. Gym Bro stood there. Water was sparkling across his chiseled chest. Josh’s eyes wandered downwards. Gym Bro held a towel around his waist. Josh blinked rapidly, lifted his gaze to meet Gym Bro’s, and said, “Yeah, it’s me. I guess you can recognize me now.” Josh moved to leave the locker room, but Gym Bro stepped in front of him. Gym Bro said, “Hey, man, I’m sorry about earlier. With the stuff I was saying. I just didn’t recognize you.” Josh replied, “It’s fine dude.” He thought to himself that it was weird for Gym Bro to apologize about giving Josh some decent advice after saving his life. Gym Bro spoke again, “You’re name is Josh, right?” That was weird. Josh replied, “How do you know my name?” Gym Bro smiled and said, “Yeah bro, I actually have something for you. One second.” Gym Bro tossed his towel onto the bench inside the dressing room. He turned around to another open locker. Josh’s eyes widened. Gym Bro was naked. BUZZZZZZ Josh’s body trembled. This couldn’t be happening. Gym Bro stood up and turned around while holding a gym bag in front of him. He pushed it into Josh’s shaking arms. “You left this a while back. I washed everything out and have been keeping it here in in case I ever saw you again. It was pretty smart writing your name on the inside of the bag.” BUZZZBUZZZBUZZZZZZZ Josh felt his penis begin to rise as his gaze began to fall. He could see it. Gym Bro’s cock. BUZZZ Josh’s penis hardened. He moved the bag down to cover himself in his loose gym shorts. “Thanks for this,” Josh managed to squeak out. He needed to leave. He needed to escape. Gym Bro put his leg onto the bench directly in front of Josh; blocking his path out. “That was some epic effort you were putting out on the floor today,” Gym Bro said. Josh squeezed a smile onto his face as he fought not to stare directly at Gym Bro’s member. “I fuck-I fucked it up,” Josh stuttered. Gym Bro nodded his head. “This time maybe, but, dude, that effort is what it’s all about.” BZZBZZBZZBZZBZZBZZ Josh nodded his head in agreement. He turned to walk around the bench and out the door. He felt Gym Bro’s massive hand encircle his arm. “Hey,” Gym Bro said, “you’re shaking a bit. You sure you okay?” BUZZZZZZ “Uh huh.” Gym Bro frowned. He changed position and reached up to Josh’s shoulders and began to knead. “Mmmmm” Josh groaned. BUZZZZZZZBUZZZZZ Gym Bro said, “Yeah dude, I could tell. You’re carrying a bunch of stress in your shoulders.” BZZZBZZZBZZZBZZZBZZ “Oh?” “I can help.” Josh felt Gym Bro grip him by both arms and lift him into the air. Josh thought to himself, “Did my feet just leave the ground?” BUZZZZZZ Gym Bro sat Josh lengthwise on the bench. Josh felt Gym Bro’s hands knead into his shoulders. It actually felt pretty good. Gym Bro spoke again, “There you go.” BZZBZZBZZBZZ Josh felt himself slipping into that comfortable space again. Gym Bro continued, “I was actually an independent massage therapist for a few years.” Bzzbzzbzzbzzbzzbzzbzz Josh was starting to settle into the comfortable low pulses combined with the strong pressure from Gym Bro’s hands. “Really?” Josh asked. “Yeah bro, I mean, I didn’t have a license or anything because they make that whole system total bullshit. Like, I don’t need to take some test to prove I can make people feel good.” “Totally.” Josh felt himself leaning back further as his body rexed. What was he even concerned about? “You should really start getting regur massages until your gynecomastia thing clears up.” “My what?” “Your boobs.” Josh’s eyes shot open. His heart began to race. Gym Bro continued, “My friend had that problem once. It can be a real buzzkill. Especially when you’re trying to score with the dies.” His boobs. Gym Bro thought he had boobs. Josh stood up from the bench and spun around angrily. “First of all, I have a girlfriend. And my guy no whatever-” Gym Bro interrupted, “Gynecomastia.” Josh shouted, “Whatever!” He couldn’t believe this asshole. “I don’t have, the things, that you say I have. Okay?” BUZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ Josh wasn’t ready for that one. His knees gave in. Gym Bro leaned forward and caught Josh before he hit the ground. Josh threw his hands out wildly to push himself back to his feet. ZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ What the hell? Did the stupid thing get stuck? Josh’s eyes focused. Penis. He was staring directly at Gym Bro’s thick, long, tasty-looking penis. “Tasty looking?” Josh thought to himself. “Are you okay?” Gym Bro asked for what felt like the ten thousandth time. Josh stood back to his feet and tried to catch his breath. He pulled at his hair. “I’m fine. BZZBZZBZZBZZBZZBZZBZZBZZ “I’m fine,” Josh squeaked, “I just need to go.” He turned around and bent over to grab his things off the floor. He felt a presence behind him. “Hey bro, it’s all good. I won’t tell anybody about the gynecomastia or anything.” Josh froze in his bent over position. Gym Bro was standing directly behind him. BZZBZZBZZBZZBZZ If Josh let their hips fall back a tiny bit. Maybe. His butt. Could touch. Josh walked as fast as he could out of the locker room and towards the door. He felt his chest jiggling and bouncing as the vibrations continued to pulse. He struggled to hold onto the two gym bags while also using them to hide his throbbing erection. Josh made it to the exit door and tried to explode through it to get to the parking lot as fast as possible. *BASH* He tried to go through the wrong door and recoiled backwards. Josh spun around and felt the eyes of the front desk girl staring at him. The vibrations kept coming. He felt weak at the knees. He needed to move. He pushed through the correct door and picked up his pace across the parking lot. Finally, he made it to his car. He fumbled with the bags to pull his keys out of his pocket. Then he remembered that he never locked his car and simply opened the door. The vibrations felt like they were getting stronger. He threw the bags into the passenger seat and jumped into the driver’s seat. He smmed the door. The vibrations stopped. Josh held his breath as he waited for the next big buzz to hit. Nothing came. Josh started his car. The sound of the engine began to overcome the roaring thoughts that raced through Josh’s mind. He pulled out his phone to check why Alice had suddenly stopped. It was 6 PM. Josh let out the breath he was holding. He felt his heartbeat begin to slow. He made it. He wasn’t unscathed, but he made it through the day. Suddenly, a thought crossed Josh’s mind. If it was already 6 PM, then that meant he wasn’t allowed to buzz Alice back anymore. “Fuck!” Josh excimed. He collected himself. There was nothing to be done about it now. It’s not like he could tell her about the crazy situation she just put him through either. That would only upset her, and Josh couldn’t risk doing anything to upset Alice this close to her trip. He couldn’t mention the weird feelings he felt in the locker room. Or about how amazing it felt to have his plug vibrating in his ass. Josh’s dick continued to throb. He definitely couldn’t say anything about Gym Bro. Alice would hardly be a real woman if she didn’t find even the description of that man arousing. Gym Bro was basically everything Josh wanted to be: experienced, powerful, tall, smart, funny, caring. He had friends. He helped people that were in trouble. Josh let out a tiny gasp. Gym Bro helped Josh with the toxic guys the first time, then he helped with the bench bar debacle, and he even returned all of Josh’s stuff! Josh felt his hips begin to gyrate. He bit his lip as he thought about Gym Bro’s hands on his shoulders. The guy didn’t even flinch when he saw Josh’s boobs. Josh’s mind snapped into focus. His boobs. Gym Bro said it was a problem some other guys had. He used a specific word. Josh wracked his brain to try and remember what Gym Bro was talking about. “Guy-know-Coke-man-steer? Gino-cum-ass-tee-uh? Guy-no-co-mas-tee-ah!” Josh searched for the term on his phone with the help of auto-correct. Josh scrolled through the automatic summary. Gynecomastia was a well-known condition that millions of men struggled with. Josh let out a sigh of relief. He wasn’t crazy or under some evil witch’s curse after all. It was some dumb medical problem. He looked at the list of causes. Antiandrogens. Josh wasn’t sure what those were, but that probably meant he wasn’t taking any. Steroids. Josh patted himself on the back with that one. He knew peptides were much safer than regur steroids. HIV medicine. Obviously not. ADHD medicine. Josh ughed at the idea that people needed to be medicated for that. Anti-anxiety and anti-depressants. Josh wasn’t anxious or depressed, so he couldn’t be on any of those. Opioids. Please, the only vice Josh had was drinking beer and he kept it to a five-per-week maximum unless he felt like he deserved a few more. Chemotherapy. Thankfully not. Josh tried clicking on one of the web pages to find something more relevant to him and his situation. He needed this to be the answer. He needed something to be wrong with him, so he could finally fix it. At the very top of the web page sat Josh’s answer. Low testosterone. This was it. It was so simple. Josh shook his head in disbelief. He knew it! He knew there was a clear, medical reason for all the terrible things happening to him. His testosterone levels must be so low that everyone could tell he was an inferior person. This decided it in his mind. The toxic guys at the gym, Alice’s weird sexual deviances, his boss’s weird behavior at work, and especially whatever was happening with Gym Bro. It could all be expined by his low testosterone. He still had a few weeks before Alice’s visit. He would start applying two pumps of his testosterone gel two times a day until she came. Maybe even three pumps; or four! Josh smiled. Gym Bro was helping him out yet again. Maybe Josh was being a bit brash when he judged him so harshly the first time they met. Josh pulled out of the parking lot and drove home. It was time to become a real man. Qzar24