[GYM STALKER]
Jyko was taking selfies of himself thrpugh the mirror in the middle of his workouts in the gym.
Then he received an SMS message from an unknown number.
"Hey sexy. You got nice pecs. I wanna lick 'em."
Jyko rolled his eyes. It was his annoying unknown messenger who kept sending pervy messages to him.
He tried blocking the older numbers, but then a new number would come, but based on the dirty messages, who knew it was the same person.
He ignored the message and continued his chest workout.
He received another message, "ugh. You're so sexy. I wanna grab your crotch."
He deleted the message and continued lifting weights.
"Damn. Your blue shirt is sweating. I wanna lick all those sweat in your body."
Jyko panicked. His stalker was around him.
But there was no one else in the weights area of the gym. It was in the middle of the morning.
Jyko decided to call.
"Hiii... Finally you answered me..." the man on the other line said.
"Fuck you! Stop annoying me! I'll beat the crap out of you! Are you from the gym?!" Jyko was looking around while he was answering irritably.
"I'm all around you, Jyko."
"Shut up. You're a faggot. I'm gonna beat you up!"
"Ohhhh I love that!"
"Ugh stop that you pervert!"
"I'll be at the back gym parking lot tomorrow, 3pm. If you wanna see me and beat me up, you can meet me there!" Then the call ended.
In frustration, Jyko returned to his workout with more fervor.
He kept receiving messages that day.
"I wanna suck you papi."
"Ohhh... I want you to rough me up papi."
"Shit. Fuck me papi..."
The messages continued until the next day.
He wanted to report it to the gym manager but, he did not qant anyone to know that a faggot was bugging him.
At 3pm, he went out of the secluded back door of the gym. He would settle it himself.
He waited for someone to come.
Then a muscular bodybuilder wearing brown briefs and carrying a big bag came into view, walking to him.
Jyko gasped when he found out that it was the gym manager.
Jyko swallowed. The manager was a bodybuilding champion, a heavyweight and a wrestler and a judo player.
There was no way he could rough this guy up.
The manager stopped in front of him and dropped the bag, "you came."
Jyko was dumbfounded. "It's you? But I thought..."
"Sorry if I had to bug you like that, Jyko. It's just that I have this huge crush on you. And I really just want you to own me."
"Own you?"
"Yeah... Please papi... Beat me up! Punch me."
"You sure?"
"Yeah!"
Jyko punched the washboard gut of the manager. It was hard.
His face got contorted then he smirked, "oh my gawd. That feels so good. Keep doing that!"
Jyko was enraged, "okay if you say so. This is for annoying me so hard you big faggot!"
He threw punches at the muscular body. He would sometimes kick the man.
He got a whip from the bag and started lashing the mamager.
The manager just moaned lustfully at each strike. His cock was growing inside the briefs.
At the thirtieth strike, the manager jerked on the ground, "ohhh myyy!"
Cum spurted out of the fabric of the briefs.
"Shit. You are a perv!" Jyko declared.
The manager crawled to him smirking, "you enjoy this too, don't you?" Then he touched Jyko's bulge.
"Wait what are you doing? Ohhh..."
Jyko sighed as the muscleman started sucking his cock.
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