The following story is part of my short story series, "There You Were"
Through the first-person perspective, my goal is to capture that daydream feeling, whether it's fantasizing a sexual scenario with your crush or reliving that blissful memory with your lover.
The characters are not entirely fleshed out, but my stories were designed to encourage you to let your imagination run wild as you and your partner (real or fantasy) play out this carnal scenario.
I hope you enjoy the first story of the series!
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My breathing was getting heavier, sweat beading down my face and body. I could feel the burn in my legs and groin. My hands holding tight as if I was about to go on the wildest ride of my life. I knew I had to get one more in. I gathered my thoughts and conjured up the last bit of energy within me. With one final push, I slowly lifted my legs, bucking upwards.
Resistance was pushing back, but triumph was in my sights. I came too far to stop. I motivated myself to push harder. With one last blast of power, I used all might to thrust myself perpendicularly. With one last heave, I straightened myself until I was fully erect.
A rush of fulfillment overwhelmed my body, as I stood triumphantly! Looking in the mirror, I gazed upon myself proudly, setting yet another personal best on my deadlift. I let go of the heavy weights, making a loud thud as it hits the ground. A wave of endorphins rushed over me as I bent over to catch my breath.
Although I considered myself someone who kept to himself, I couldn't help but grunt in excitement, swinging my fist in a victor's pose. I quickly composed myself and looked around the room embarrassingly. Thankfully, there was no one in the weight room to witness my awkward celebration.
As I finished looking around the gym, something caught the corner of my eye. There you were at the front counter. You looked over at me with a smile and gave me a thumbs up with a friendly wink. I quickly turned away, feeling embarrassed.
I looked over at the clock, it was about five minutes until the gym closed. I thought about finishing up with stretches, but I didn't want to keep you, especially after making a fool of myself. I figured I could finish up at home. So, I racked the weights, picked up my gym bag, and proceeded to make my way out.
Before leaving, I noticed the fridge stocked with drinks and decided to grab something for the road. I grabbed a water bottle and headed for the front counter to pay. You were in the middle of folding towels when I approached you. You looked up at me with a smile, giving me a sense of reassurance and welcome. I placed my water on the counter and you rang me up.
While you were ringing me up, you asked, "so how was your workout?"
I responded that it went well and was happy to finally beat my personal record. I followed up with an apology for my little ruckus. You giggled and reassured me that it was completely fine.
"Besides, you earned it," and gave me another friendly wink.
I also apologized for staying late.
You chuckled as you said, "Trust me, it happens more often than you think."
I chuckled back and said, "I guess, but I didn't want to keep you later than needed."
As I said that, I felt a tingle in my left arm. I moved my right hand over and started massaging the sore spot. Your eyes slowly gazed down at my muscular arm. You reached over and gently placed your hand over my right hand.
"You know, you should stretch after working out."
Your touch briefly took me aback, but I regained my composure and responded reassuringly, "Nothing I can't handle at home."
You pulled your hand back and looked up at me with a smirk and said, "You know, I have something that can treat the pain."
I smiled obliviously and said, "Appreciate it, but I should probably get going."
You gave a soft laugh, and said, "Don't worry about it. Plus, I gotta to take care of a few things before closing tonight. Follow me."
Before I could protest, you walked past the counter and led me to a hallway. I shrugged to myself and followed after you.
You led me down the hallway. As I was walking behind you, I couldn't help but notice your shapely body. You wore a trainer jacket and yoga pants that effortlessly hugged your sensual silhouette. I continually stared at your luscious backside, admiring how your yoga pants couldn't contain the slight jiggle your butt cheeks made as you walked. Thanks to the brightly lit hallway, I could make out an outline of a thong as I gave a closer inspection. I felt aroused at the sight of your amorous body.