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[by Purple]

This is still about the same guy I happened to have sex with at the gym before, so if you want to know about that stuff, check out this link: [

After our hot little incident after one of his trainings this newbie showed up very frequently and attended to each and every lesson that was scheduled for him. As to be expected this was mainly the case for the solo sessions he had with me as his personal trainer. With this little secret shared between us I simply had the best knowledge about how to treat and motivate that guy. Most of all he still wanted to prove himself to me which, at first being kind of cute, started to get a bit tiring by time. Of course it wasn´t anything like being cocky or pushy towards the sexual side – he wasn´t the type for such a behaviour – but often enough I noticed the hope and anticipation in his eyes (and not just there) when I was training him.

It became some sort of problem over the weeks because of several reasons. For once, this was my job after all and happenings like that one time were huge exceptions. Even though my workmates and I were mostly chill about such topics, there were obviously rules that had to be respected. I couldn´t just go all sexual with him just for the sake of training and motivation (both job description and paycheck would have to change drastically to justify that). On the other side it was simply not doable because even in solo sessions we were very rarily the only ones being at the gym.

Then, like two months later, another one of these exceptions occurred where it was late again and we had pretty much the whole place for ourselves. I guided and ordered him through his exercises and I went stricter on him than usual because he had been a bit more slacking recently. I felt he behaved like that because of his hopes of another after-training special had been unanswered for too long. I was mad at him for that, but I couldn´t fully blame him because I admittedly missed some fun like this too. I let out my anger by drilling him even harder than usual and during some exercises whenever he did them improperly I slapped his dick through his pants, pulling the whole thing more into the sexual direction again. It worked in several ways right away: He did put more effort into his training and I could feel him getting aroused very quickly. A part of me thought it to be pathetic that he´d get hard by getting hit by a woman, but another part enjoyed dominating him in such a way.

I kept pushing and drilling him until his training was done for the day, I was relatively satisfied with his performance and decided to add some carrot to the stick – at least in some way. After putting away his barbell I ordered him to stay laying on the bench and quickly took off my pants.

„Here´s your reward“, I told him and sat on his blushed face, pressing my moist pussy on his mouth. Compared to our first time two months ago, he knew his job and started to eat me out right away. I sighed and closed my eyes as his tongue went deep inside me and he licked and sucked on me. It felt very comforting and warm, pleasant waves wandered through my whole body. I was in no hurry and just kept letting him serve me until he brought me close. Then I leaned more into it and grinded my pussy over his open mouth until I came. Having an orgasm there felt so relieving and nice; my whole body shivered under a wave of ecstasy and I was leaning forward with a heavy breathing.

For a short moment I was tempted to grab him for more fun just like our first time, but I stayed resolute and called it a day. I patted him on the head for his good job both in training and licking before I told him that today´s session was over. He reacted kind of surprised, but behaved well – for the moment, that is.

During the following weeks of our training sessions his motivation was better again, but his expectations had took a more twisted turn. Now he expected me to, if not having sex with him, still to use or punish him in sexual ways. Several times he offered to serve me with his mouth after training again and one time when we were alone at the gym aonce more he even took off his pants and exposed his dick to be more easily punishable. However I scolded him for this immediately. He might had come far with cuteness and braveness, but this kind of cocky subservience wouldn´t get tolerated by me. I told him that bs would do him no good with me and when he asked what the problem was, I just said:

„Let´s put it that way, if you don´t man the fuck up and behave, next time **you** are getting fucked by **me**!“

Despite the fact that you couldn´t really call our last sex ‚him fucking me‘, he immediately understood what I was on about and his face showed a quick change from pale to blush. To my surprise and his embarassment he reacted very differently than I´d had expected, because his dick rose up from half limp to full erect in a second. I had only meant that as a joke to scare him off, but that reaction flipped a series of switches in my head. With a dirty smile I leant over him, disregarding personal space more than ever, and looked down on him and deep into his eyes.

„Don´t tell me you actually want this.“

He didn´t answer this but instead shyly asked if I was serious and if I had done such a thing with a man before. In fact I had not; I never had given it much thought as I had expected neither the need not the opportunity. But with this special guy infront of me things looked different. He just had picked his own punishment and I was tempted to take that opportunity. Of course I didn´t tell him about any of that. Not answering any of his questions I pulled him up on his feet and gave him a push towards the showers, before I could end up giving in to my own curiosity.

„Training´s over. Go and shower, you perv“, I told him while starting to close the whole place. He looked somewhat bemused and even a tiny bit disappointed but he did as told, grabbed his pants and hurried away to the changing rooms. I stored away equipment left behind by him and other people before and tidied up the main room. Even though I took my time with that aswell with some other small things he still wasn´t done. Growing impatient I went to the men´s changing room and entered. No need for privacy anyway with him being the only guy in there, I thought, not knowing how private it was about to be.

I walked right in on him laying on one of the benches there, all naked and fast masturbating. According to the towel on the ground and his body still shining wet, he at least went to shower as I told him to, but other than that …

„Are you fucking serious?“, I yelled at him and made him twitch. „This is what you are doing while I am waiting to close the fucking place?“

He looked embarassed but still not that surprised. Chances were that he had waited for me to catch him at it. Whether he had wanted to provoke me or just had been too horny to think in any straight intention, it didn´t matter – he was done for.

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*Part 2 coming very soon, stay tuned.*

NSFW: yes

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