Gay Sex And Massage At The Gym

He starts sucking me and Jason off in turn, always stroking off the other guy so there’s a constant stream of pressure on our dicks. Every time he shoves his mouth down over my cock, he gets deeper and I come closer to blowing my wad.
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“Now come over here, Rick,” the host calls. “Stand right there.”
In nothing but a pair of bright blue shorts, I stand in the glare of the studio lights with the audience’s eyes on my shredded torso. “Everyone, this is Rick.” No it isn’t. That name’s just in the script.
“Now check out those abs! Come on, give us a flex, Rick.” I do, to an exaggerated chorus of oohs from the bored-out-of-their-minds crowd. “Those are some amazing abs, aren’t they? I bet you all wish you had abs like Rick here. Well you can—in only twenty minutes a day!
“What you do is strap on my latest invention, the Ab-omatic 6000! Just tighten the belts here—” his hands graze my hips as he straps on the ridiculous-looking device “—and you turn this switch on and—watch those abs jump! Look how hard they’re contracting!” Of course they are. I’m making them do that. The device works, but not THAT well. “What Rick’s doing is he’s getting a full workout with none of the WORK. I bet that feels good, doesn’t it, Rick?”
My fake smile is just as much of a workout as what I’m doing with my abs. And it’s just as important, if not more important. You see, what people are really buying is the belief that they don’t need to rely on the old, backbreaking methods that have worked for decades. They want to believe there’s an easier way, a quicker way, when there’s really nothing else for it but to suck it up and lift...