Will dreaded going to the gym. It wasn't that he was ashamed of his physique, far from it. He had worked hard over the past couple of months to sculpt his out of shape form into a lean, mean sex magnet machine. After a bitter break up left Will shaken and full of self doubt, he became determined to look and feel his best, and to take care of Will for a change.
With the help of a sensible diet and his beloved personal trainer, Molly, he had accomplished just that, but now Molly was leaving on maternity leave and that meant disaster for Will. The only other personal trainers at the gym were Ronnie, a bubble headed blonde who constantly talked about her kids and vacations with a voice that sounded like she just sucked in helium, and Lou, a wizened troll of a man who looked like he would be more at home in front of a buffet table than a weight bench.
If he didn't still have 2 months left on his contract, Will would have high tailed it out of there, but he loved the laid back atmosphere and non-judgmental feel of the gym, so he guessed he would just have to suck it up. He took a final glance at himself in the mirror. Chocolate brown eyes gleamed back at him and his dark, bronze skin glowed with good health. Will had taken to keeping his scalp clean-shaven, but allowed a neatly trimmed goatee to accent his chiseled face. At 5'10 he wasn't the tallest of men, but his body was well toned and defined. Since becoming what his friends referred to as a "Stud Puppy," he was constantly getting checked out, especially when he was wearing his gym shorts and tight muscle T-shirt.
"Time to face the music and see who I'm stuck with," Will sighed. If it had to be one of the two he hoped it was Lou. He may have looked like the living embodiment of a garden gnome, but at least he was businesslike and not too chatty. Will grabbed his gym bag and keys and headed out the door.
When he got to the gym, he was surprised to see it wasn't slam packed. He went to the front desk, signed in, then hit the bell since Kristina, the perky receptionist, was nowhere in sight. As he waited, he glanced around. Over in the corner, Ronnie was chirping away with a frazzled housewife who looked ready to hurl the medicine ball she was working with at Ronnie's head. Lou was making a b-line to the men's room with a magazine under his arm. His bathroom breaks were legendary and Will let out a groan. It looked like he was going to get stuck with Blabber Mouth.
"Can I help you?" came a deep voice from in back of him. Will turned toward the sound and caught his breath. Standing at the counter was a hulk of a man. He had to be at least 6'6" and it looked as if he was carved out of marble. He stood there shirtless with a towel draped over his neck. Huge shoulders and arms sat atop a rock hard torso and if there was such a thing as an 8-pack, then this guy had it. Muscular thighs and calves completed the package, but it was the guy's face that drew Will's attention. Spiked black hair, golden toned skin and almond shaped eyes bespoke of Asian descent, but it was the actual color of the eyes that had Will mesmerized. They were the color of summer grass and framed with thick, dark lashes. It was almost criminal for a man to have eyes like that. In the back of Will's mind he could almost picture Ronnie plotting this man's demise.
When no sound came forth from Will, the Adonis spoke again.
"You must be Will. I'm Lex. I'll be filling in for Molly while she's out on leave. I'm your new personal trainer for the next couple of months.
"Cool," Will managed to stammer.
Lex arched an eyebrow at Will, then turned and picked up a file.
"Molly left your workout regiment for me to look out. I must say that from what I see she's pretty much whipped you into shape."
Lex reached out a hand and rubbed it up and down Will's arms and chest. Will stood there dumbfounded. It seemed his voice had totally abandoned him and all he could do was nod.
"Since she's pretty much covered the basics, are you ready to take on something more challenging?"
Will snapped out of his stupor. "Sure man, I'm up for anything."
"Anything huh," Lex replied. "Well we'll just have to see about that." Lex turned and headed towards the weights with Will trailing behind.
For the next hour, Lex pushed Will to the limit. The intense lifting and cardio session had Will on the verge of collapse. He had never felt such exhaustion, but at the same time he was exhilarated at the thought of working out with Lex, and of getting his body into even better shape.
"That's enough for tonight Will," said Lex. "You did good man, REAL good. I'm going to have to whip up something new to see just how much you can handle."
"Bring it on," laughed Will. "I can take it."
Lex stared at Will with a strange expression on his handsome face.
"How about this," he said. "I'm supposed to close up on Tuesday. Why don't you plan on being here at quitting time, and then we can see how far you're willing to go? It'll be our own special 'training session' with no interruptions. What do you say?"
Will stared into Lex's eyes for what seemed like an eternity.
Finally, Will shook his head.
"Tuesday it is."
"Good," said Lex as he flashed Will a wicked grin. "I just hope you don't have anything too important to do on Wednesday. You may be....a little sore."
Will again stared at Lex.
"Like I said before, bring it."
With that, Will turned and left the gym, but not without a slight shiver of anticipation racing down his spine.
Tuesday arrived and Will was a wreck. He had no clue what Lex had planned for him and he spent the morning in nervous disquiet.
"Snap out of it," he told himself. "It's just a workout. The worst that can happen is I'll be tired as hell tomorrow."
But another part of Will's anxiety was Lex himself. Will could have sworn he was sending him signals, but what if he was wrong? He didn't want to do anything to make himself look stupid, and he sure as hell wasn't about to let on he felt an attraction to Lex. If he gave in to an overactive imagination that didn't come to fruition, he would never be able to show his face at the gym again.
Despite his misgivings Will took extra care grooming, although he didn't know why he should care. He was only going to get sweaty and smelly, but for some reason it mattered that he look sharp when he met with Lex.
Dressed in tight, spandex bike shorts and a cut off tee, Will headed for his date with destiny.
When he got to the gym, Lex met him at the door and then locked it behind him.
Lex looked Will up and down with a slight smirk on his face.
"Glad you decided to show," he said. "I thought you were going to chicken out on me."
"Not a chance," said Will. "I'm pretty tough. I can hang. Just lead the way my man."
Lex snickered and motioned for Will to follow. Will stopped by his usual weight bench, but Lex kept going.
"Where are you going," Will queried? "The equipment is here."
"I told you we were going to see how far you're willing to go. ARE you willing? If so, get your sweet ass moving and follow me. If not, well then we can just stop here."
The air left Will's lungs in a rush. He took a deep breath, shrugged his shoulders, and told Lex to lead on.
Lex led Will down a back hallway to a locked door. He took out a key, clicked it open, and with a flourish motioned Will inside.
"After you," Lex leered. Will felt like a lamb being led to the slaughter, but his curiosity was beginning to kick in and he was willing to let Lex lead the way...for now.
Will stepped into the room and Lex entered behind him. Will was vaguely aware of the key turning and locking them in. Most of his attention was focused on the room around him.
It was dark inside. The only overhead light had black fabric stretched across it and the room was awash in shadows. Will could barely make out a bench and some weights in the center of the room, and there was a shape that looked like a couch to the side. Will thought he spied a medicine ball or two, and there were some items under the bench he couldn't really see, but that was pretty much it.
Will felt Lex looming over him from behind and Lex's hot breath tickled the back of his neck. "Let the fun begin," Lex growled.
Will spun to face him and Lex slowly pushed Will back until his knees hit the bench. Will was forced to sit and then Lex gave a gentle thrust to Will's shoulder, indicating he wanted him to lay back.
As Will complied, Lex came around to the head of the bench. He, too, was wearing bike shorts, and from this angle Will could clearly see the outline of Lex's package.
"What the hell am I doing?" Will thought, but before he could contemplate any further action Lex started to lower a weight bar toward him.
