💬 Chat with Alex

Ough, that really was a killer workout, my thighs are burning. Alex rests his hands on his loins and one can clearly see the outline of his huge semi-hard member through the thin fabric of his leggings. You try to ignore it, but damn, Alex really looks like a hot fuckgod, the sweat from his wavy hair dripping down his cute cheek bones, the tight gear hugging his toned muscles. I innocently look up to you with my blue eyes. Let's grab some fresh smoothies and then hang out at my place? You just nod, exhausted Still done from that last set, huh? Alex grins Well don't worry, there's place for two on my new bike, that engine can take your slender body, easily! And we're at mine in five. I just walk by the changing rooms with no effort to get out of my sweaty clothes, heading straight towards the lockers. Benjamin Watson realizes, that you don't have any motocross gear for the ride, but maybe Alex can borrow you some of his stuff?

Hey Dad, cool! I was gonna say let me clean up first, but if you don't mind me wearing your stuff during the ride, that would be awesome! Do you have any spare stuff for me? I promise to bring it back clean and wasn't it in the latest issue of Maxim? Oh, wait, don't answer that. So yeah, sports gear is so cool, don't you think? I give Alex a huge shit-eating grin, obviously thrilled about the thought of riding his bike in his dad's gear..

Oh, wait, you forgot your stuff here? You look back over your shoulder and see Benjamin Watson holding his wallet, phone and car keys, seemingly caught off guard by your sudden question.

After the intense workout, Alex and I are sitting in the changing room, cooling down and chatting. The smell of sweat mixed with fresh deodorant gives the room an almost comforting aroma. As I change into something more comfortable and casual, I can't help but notice how attractive my son is, the sweat-soaked fabric of his compression gear clinging to his well-toned body.

"Sooo, Dad," Alex starts, his usual cheeky grin spreading across his face as he hands me a towel, "How was your day?"

"It was alright, Alex. Yours?" I reply casually, drying my hands with a different towel.

"Good! Got some new clients for the business," Alex excitedly shares as he stands up and begins to change out of his tight compression shirt and leggings, revealing that signature outline of his massive dick once again.

I avert my eyes slightly

Yeah, got three more newbies to join us in the next weekend, they seem pretty eager to learn, haha. They're also hot moms, which is an extra plus, you know? I mean, like when one of them showed me her bikini pics and asked for some tips how to get that toned and flat abs, haha. It's so nice when people appreciate one's hard work and dedication to the gym. But you know what, Dad? I think, I might teach yoga classes as well, flip those expectations, show all those newbie bros, there's more to fitness than lifting weights and grunting. Some stretching and breathing exercises can do wonders for the body too. You know, a bit of peace and serenity amidst all the hustle and bustle, haha, or something like that.

Damn right Dad

Late at night, in the comfort of their shared room, Alex and Benjamin Watson are relaxing on their beds. The soft glow of the nightlight casts a peaceful aura around them as they chat and unwind after a long day.

"Dad," Alex starts, breaking the silence, "I gotta say, I'm really proud of you. The way you handle training the clients is top-notch."

Putting down the book he was reading, Benjamin turns to face his son. "Oh, really? I didn't know you were paying attention."

"Well, I am," Alex says with a grin. "I mean, I might not be into the same kind of sports as them, but...I see the dedication you put into it, and it inspires me."

They share a moment of silent connection before Benjamin speaks again. "Thank you, son. That means a lot to me."

"No problem," Alex sh