Return of the Barber 6: Malled By Kittens
by Texzilla
Dave Pontash, one of the owners of the Downtown Gym shifted through the few notes that had been left for him at the front counter. He had just opened the gym and already a few clients were straggling in. It was good, and business had been on the upswing over the last week, but it needed to get better. The reason why they weren't doing better was going to once again become clear to him as he answered the ringing phone.
"Good Morning Downtown Gym, this is Dave how and I help you… es we're in the downtown area… .near the corners of Golf and Algonquin… directly across from Lex-mart… no, we're in the Meadows Town Mall… he same mall as Kittens… yes there are other stores in there… the far end… yes I'm sure that's where we are…"
75% of the calls into the gym were along these lines. Dave wanted to just start saying the bit where they were in the same mall as Kittens, but he hoped to one day talk to a person who's perception of the local area did not revolve around "Kitten's Super World Of Home Crafts." God, it'd be almost less embarrassing to be in the same mall as, say, Bob's Super Dildo Land or something. Anything better than invoking the name of 'Kitten."
But he and his two partners had, in a way, hoped to ride Kittens' coat tails. The place was located nicely downtown, and close enough to the college so that most students could walk, but the plans on getting the housewives flowing into the super craft store didn't really materialize. Sure they got a few but not enough to justify. On top of that, fucking Kittens drove away most of the college crowd. Not exactly the place that cool students wanted to be seen hanging around. Dave even tried to get some interest going with those people from the old folks home who came around the day before looking for a couple of lost residences. See if they wanted to start bringing some of the old folks by at a discount. Then again, if they're losing people… might be best not to get into bed with them.
Although, again, they weren't doing too bad lately. Lots of new faces in the place. Sure they were all really buff bald black guys… not that this was an issue… just couldn't help notice. Those three new trainers were really working out too, maybe they were the reason for the increase. Terry, Leon and Sarge, three big bodybuilder types doing their stuff by the front windows got more than a few passer bys to stop and look in.
Well, Dantrell, Regina and himself were in pretty good shape, had to be to own a gym, but they weren't like these three. Speaking of Regina she was suppose to be there for the morning aerobic session, it WAS her idea after all. But no sign. Which meant that the flashing message button on the phone's private line could only be her.
Beep "Dave or Dan it's me, running late." Dave hit the fast forward button. "Someone else has got to do that the morning class again, we can't lose those women." fast forward "got my monthly 'visitor' last ni--" really fast forward "and I have a date tonight but I can get my hair done at the place down the block " fast forward. "Be in soon "
With the phone receiver still in his hand, Dave hit the gym's intercom button. "Mr. Abdul to the front counter, Mr. Abdul needed at the front counter." He said in a joking professional voice.
Within a half minute the lanky black man came from the back area and headed to the front, picking up a few discarded towels along the way. Dave had met Dantrell back in college when they both kept showing up for the same business class then in the gym at the same time. Turned out they both had an idea to open a gym after college, so teaming up seemed like a natural. Certainly more natural a fit than the two of them working with Regina, which had it's own drama of it's own.
"Can't believe we got stinky towels left all over the place already."
"Can you believe that Regina called in and you have to do the aerobics' class?"
"HAH, I can't. Got a couple of clients coming in."
"HAH, I've got a phone meeting with the bank. Which should we work around… what to do… which will get us closer to closing down…"
"Shit. You would have to be the one who's good with money. Fine. But I'm NOT playing Gwen Stefani."
"Oh, but Mr. Abdul could you wear those really short shorts so that when you do your high leg lifts we can look up them and see you jock, your heavy ponderous jock strap…." Dave said in a kidding voice sounding like one of the house wives in the class.
"You are a very sick man, and I worry about this call with the bank… but not enough to take the call myself." Dantrell said heading off to the aerobics room.
Dave made sure things were covered in the gym before heading back to the office he shared with Regina and Dantrell. The call from the bank was just an check in, and for Dave, sort of a testing of the waters. He had been talking with the other two about maybe shifting the focus of the gym away from the sort of family environment to a more hard-core gym. Been thinking about it before the hiring the bodybuilders and the buff guys started showing up the last few days. But Regina was REALLY against it. She wanted it to be a place for women and kids too. And while she was an even partner with Dave and Dantrell, it's only because she came on board with a third of the start up money were they even able to open the place. Something she never let them forget. Regina did more help for the place designing the gym's logo and other pieces of advertisement that anything on the gym floor.
The call went well, but the new people he kept having to talk to always slowed things down. At least they agreed to the phone meeting. Having to change from sweats to the suit back to sweats again was a drag during the work days. Plus it cut down on dry cleaning since Dave usually worked up more of a sweat when wearing the suit and tie than his usual gym clothes.
They were going over the owners' info when they hit a snag. They listed the owners as Dave Pontash, Dantrell Abdul and Alexander Fu Sheng, which wasn't right it was… no wait that was right. Himself, Dantrell and Alexander. Dantrell and Dave were looking to open a place and hooked up with Alexander who gave the third part of the money they'd need to open the place. Yeah, that's right. Why did it sound off at first? Dave was just thinking that morning why the place might have suddenly gotten such big trainers to work there was because of Alexander and his massive build. They didn't want to use his bodybuilding experience as, say, a stunt, but they were hoping more women and some of the college kids would want to work out there if they saw this Chinese muscle machine pumping iron. And he was going to be late for the aerobics class because of something about a haircut. Yeah, that's what the message said that morning. But then, whose idea was the aerobics class? Swell they should just stop that since I wasn't popular and none of the guys really wanted to teach it.
After recovering from his little space out Dave was able to complete the call with little push back from the bankers. They seemed to like the way things were going and happy with this investment. Dave made a few notes after the call about how they should look into clearing out the aerobics area and think about installing some major weight machines. The heavy metal ones the serious guys used. And if he could get Alex and the new guys on board they could start bringing in a devoted niche group.
It was still a little 'blue sky' dreaming right now and Dave had more current maters to deal with. Like seeing how things were going and seeing if he could help anyone out. The gym floor unfortunately wasn't any more busy than when he went into the call. Even less crowed if you took into consideration the ladies left from the aerobics class.
At least Alexander had made it. MAN he was looking big these days. At least, Dave thought he looked bigger, maybe. Couldn't really put his finger on it. Could be the haircut, maybe? Nah Alexander's hair was always……was it?
Dave sort of absent mindedly and sort of on purpose walked around the gym floor busing himself while still watching Alexander talk to his client. Guy sure looked the same. Always wearing those super tight white tank tops with the gym's logo on it. He had designed the… no it was Reg… no it had to have been Alexander. Yeah. Anyway it was so cool the way the straps rested in the tiny little crevice between Alexander's super round and etched shoulder muscles and the beginning of his neck muscles. Had to ask Alexander what those muscles were, like little mountains sitting on top of his shoulder blades. The arms were the same, how could anyone mistake Alexander's arms for anyone else. Big and heavy with the vein running down them. Dave had a vein, and so did Dantrell but not like Alexander. Jeez but he was wearing those shorts again. Dave had kidded Dantrell about wearing too short shorts but Alexander made an art of it. Maybe being that big he couldn't find anything big enough? Or maybe being that big he liked having no room across the ass and a crotch that looked like it was about to burst out. Well, yeah, Dave had to admit that if he work up the next morning looking like Alexander he'd wear something like that around the place himself. As usual Alexander was turning on the charm, flashing that great smile and making people love the fact that his grasp of English could be a whole lot better, but not as adorable.
No, everything was how it should be. Except for more clients should be in the gym. And those that are should know how to pick up after themselves. Dave found, as Dantrell did, a bunch of discarded towels resting on some of the machines and even just left on the floor. Dave took a break from his Alexander-watching to walk around and pick the place up. How could there be 15 towels on the floor when they hadn't really had more than 15 people in the place?
Dave headed into the changing room where they had the big dumpster for the dirty towels. It was SUPPOSED to be convenient for people, but maybe it was so much after all. He was tossing the sweaty dirty towels in and heading towards the sink when he heard an odd noise from the back of the room. Like someone gasping or something. Dave headed back through the small maze of lockers and turned the corner on something he never expected to see at the gym.
Quickly he jumped back behind the row of lockers. Shocked at what he saw. That couldn't have been right. Slowly, because he didn't think he had been seen, Dave poked an eye around the corner again.
In the far corner, in the very back of the locker room, Alexander was getting fucked by the black guy he had been training out in the gym minutes before. And fucked hard from what Dave could tell. He wasn't really up on how guys fucked each other. But Alexander was bent over, grabbing onto the locker bench to steady himself. His ass was high in the air. His shorts were down to his knees, straining at the seams for being stretched that wide. He kept moving his head to one side, eyes closed, panting so hard. But he would have to considering the big black guy behind him had his dick up the bodybuilding perfect round ass. And was going deeper all the time. While Dave wasn't gay himself, and it just struck him that he never knew that Alexander was gay, but anyway, while he wasn't gay he wasn't totally ignorant of the lifestyle. Well, he knew guys took it in the ass but shit, how was Alexander standing this? Why did he look like he was in heaven. None of the women Dave ever fucked ever got that expression of total bliss on their face when in bed. And here Alexander was getting it in the locker room.
Dave also realized that he was confused as to why it was Alexander getting fucked, when he was so much bigger than the other guy. Was that not how they figured who'd get fucked and who'd do the fucking, who was bigger? Was there more to it than that? Must have been because Alexander sure looked like he wouldn't trade places for the world. MAN that guy was really pumping into him The way his hips bucked like that, like a piston. Jeez everyone several fucks he's pull back so far that his dick would come right out of Alexander's ass. But then he'd just slip it back in without hardly missing a beat. Like Alexander's ass was made for it. The sweat coming off of both of them was incredible. Shit they're moving, no wait, Alexander is just moving his leg up onto the bench, maybe to give the guy a better angle to fuck him. Holy crap but it gave Dave a perfect view of Alexander's cock. Thing was so engorged with blood it hung almost down to his knees. It just… hung there, bobbing back and forth as Alexander got fucked. Dave was pretty well entranced for his hiding place that even when Alexander shot his load all over the floor, Dave didn't realize that it fuck session was coming to an end. It was the heavy groans and short yells that snapped him out of it. And as the black guy stopped slamming his hips into Alexander one last time the realization hit Dave. The guy had cum. The guy had cum and shot his load of sperm into Alexander's ass. And that this was what Alexander wanted him to do.
Dave moved back away from the lockers and tried to exit as quietly as he could. He was pretty sure that neither of the guys saw or heard him. The fire alarm could have gone off in there and neither would have reacted.
He wasn't ever sure why he was taking this so weird. Sure it wasn't everyday that you head into your place of work and see a business partner getting a cock shoved in his ass. But this was… no, that was just odd. Just something Dave never expected to see. He looked around and everything seemed OK in the gym, so he headed back to his office to think this out. Might have just been that he was so worked up from the call with the bankers that got his head sort of foggy right now. Also have to think of a way to talk to Alexander about this. Probably wasn't the smartest think to have intercourse with clients while the gym was open, no matter how empty it had been recently. Maybe he should talk to Dantrell about this. Did Dantrell know? He should be cool but it was always hard to tell.
"Hey here you are." Dantrell said poking his head in the office.
"Things go OK with the bankers?"
"Oh yeah, they love us. Hey get in here. You got a minute?"
"You kidding, got most of the afternoon. Things sure are quite out there today. S'up?"
'Ummm, don't know how to put this, but… did you ever think that Alexander could be gay?" Dave asked in a hush tone.
"Wow, that was out of left field. Not that it's any of our business but… you know, yeah I think maybe. Seem to remember something happening a while back, kind of a fuzzy memory, but yeah. Well you know about Terry and Leon right? You knew about them."
"Sure but that was kind of obvious from when we hired them. They're out and proud that's for sure. But this is Alexander, we've worked with him for… years I guess, and we never knew before today? It's like he's a whole new person."
"Maybe you're just seeing him as he really is? Why you asking anyway? He hit on you?" Dantrell said with a smile.
"No I just saw him get fucked by a guy in the locker room."
"No shit!!! Well you know what, yeah, I think Alexander might be gay. That's going to make for some awkward eye contact for the rest of the day. Not finding out he's queer but knowing he got some in the locker room. Wait a minute, you saw him? What were you, watching?! You got something to confess yourself there, Mr. Peepers?"
"No come on. I was cleaning up the towels, heard a noise in the back of the lockers, you know the far back, turned the corner and HELLO!!"
"Considering I turned that corner three weeks ago and I found the noise was a rat, remember that, finding two guys fucking sounds like an improvement. But we're going to have to talk to him. He can't be doing that at work and he's got to be careful if he's going to be doing it with clients. You know?"
"Kind of my thoughts. Should I call him in here?"
"Nah look. You still seem a little weired out by this and I don't want him to think we're ambushing him. Tell you what, I came back here to let you know I was going to duck out for a while. I'm going to run down the street to get my hair cut at that place Alexander went this morning. Looks like they did a good job and I could use a trim. I'll think about it while I'm down there, you come up with an approach here and we'll compare notes when I get back. Sound good?"
"Yeah, good. Look, I don't want you to think this is really affecting me or is going to make a difference. He's still Alexander and a good guy. Just, guess as you said, sort of weirding me out."
"Don't sweat it. Probably just take him out for a beer tonight and tell him not to be a naughty boy while at work. Gonna duck out now. Got plenty of other things around the place to keep us occupied besides. Like why's he's getting some ass, so to speak, and you and I are on dry spell month two. Later."
Dave took a bit to gather himself and then just head out to the gym. He found just heading into the gym and getting to work was the best thing. Too much weirdness that morning already. Dave had even gotten over this free show in the locker room when Alexander joined him at the front counter. It was at times like this, when both men were standing right next to each other, that Dave fully grasped just how much bigger Alexander was than him. Not in height, they were just about even at 5'8", but damn Alexander took up so much more room.
'Woo, busy morning." Alexander said giving Dave one of his great smiles. "Think we getting lots of new college guys?"
"Looks like it. From the looks of it I'll have to brush up on my strength training routines if they all want to start getting as big as you."
"I show you what you want to know. Once you start, it becomes life. Sorry for being late."
"That's fine. You're as much an owner of the place as I am, not the boss. Your hair looks… good but it sort of looks the same."
"Not sure what that Barber did, but felt great after. I think he just make ends shorter, you know?"
"Just gave you a trim?"
"Yes, trim, that's the word. Did Chen go and get haircut too? He said he might and I not see him for last hour." Alexander said checking the clock, it was just past noon.
"Yeah but he's been a while. Maybe stopped off to grab some lunch." Dave said getting that strange foggy head again. "Wait did you say Chen? I thought you meant… no that's right, Chen."
And almost as if on queue Chen Hsu-Chiug walked in the door, gave them a head's up nod. Dave noticed that his hair was considerably shorter now than when he left. That Barber did a much more through job than on Alexander. But it looked good on Chen, made his back look even wider. The bull neck of his a bit thicker though. But that was to be expected given that Chen outweighed Alexander by 50 pounds of pure muscle. Dave couldn't believe Chen went out in those same shorts he wore for the aerobics class that were so short the ladies usually looked up them to se his jock. Had to be kind of rank at this point. Wait, wasn't it….someone else who wore those shorts… Chen joined them at the counter and Dave's feeling of smallness kicked in even higher, as it always did when his two Chinese bodybuilding partners got together with him.
No wait, he's partners in the gym with… no that's right. He was in college taking business courses, thinking of opening gym when he hooked up with Alexander and Chen. They had recently immigrated from China and were also looking to open a gym like they had in Hong Kong, but didn't have the background on how things were done in the US. So they teamed up, Dave takes care of business and does some work in the gym, but the other two primarily work with clients and schedule the trainers they hired. yeah, that was it.
Funny that Chen didn't know that Alexander was gay given how close they were.
Alexander and Chen were usually nice enough not to speak in their native Cantonese when Dave was around, even if their conversation had nothing to do with him. But for some reason they started off on a talk the continued after they left the front desk. Dave didn't feel like interrupting anyway so he met up with a few of the clients in the gym to see how they were doing.
It was going fairly well till one of the leg machines started acting up. It was an older piece, maybe something they should use as an example when they went to the bank for more money to update and expand the equipment. They all had been doing some pretty good service jobs on the pieces to keep them going. Fucking Sarge was like a genius when it came to repairs, a trick he learned in the service and things would break down in the middle of the desert. But this old baby was mainly Dave's responsibility so he headed into the storeroom to track down the tools.
He was gathering the wrench, the pliers and the hammer, just in case it got really stubborn with him when the door opened. Dave was about to ask who ever came in if they had seen the big hammer but got interrupted. By the sound of clothes being all but ripped off and heavy breathing. Dave started mumbling to himself about how he could get caught in this situation for a second time that day as Sarge and Chen began wrapping their lips over each other's mouths. Wasn't even Alexander with a new guy or Terry and Leon sneaking a quickie before their shifts. But Sarge and Chen? Was he the only straight guy on the staff?
Dave tried to remain quite in his dark corner as Sarge pulled down on Chen's shorts and started groping his jock strap. Dave wondered if all the ladies who liked to get a peek of it would like to see it now, straining with the hard on inside due to being felt up by another man. Chen removed Sarge's shirt and went to town on the man's nipples. Dave realized that Sarge was usually pretty careful as to who saw him with his shirt off due to the scars from his battle wounds which meant, this was far from the first time they'd done this. Without saying anything the two men dropped their shorts to the ground and he real fucking began. Sarge was turned around and pressed up against the metal shelving unit next to the wall. Chen bent down and buried his head between Sarge's ass cheeks. Dave never even knew gay guys did things like that. But he was getting quite the education in gay sex today. Sarge bent slightly at the knees letting his ass open some, so that Chen could remove his dick from his jock and begin inserting it between the cheeks his mouth was just on. Dave was amazed at the size of Chen's dick. There were a lot of stereotypes being broken for him that day, like Asian men not being that well hung. Chen had a good two inches on Dave. Who actually found his own dick starting to get hard, much to his panic.
Sarge let out a groan as Chen started pushing his way in. The noise was a little high at first but ended in a deep moan that barely hinted and the extreme satisfaction the former military man was getting from the Chinese muscle god fucking him. Oh that's right, Dave thought, Chen was bigger than Sarge so maybe sometimes it is the bigger guy who does the fucking.
Chen's style was a whole other animal when compared to how Alexander got fucked that morning. The guy who did Alexander took quick long strokes into his ass, but Chen was bucking Sarge as much as he was fucking. Each piston driving shove of the hips pushed Sarge into the shelves to the point that Dave thought they might break. The small room got very humid almost immediately. Sage started moving some, pushing Chen back as Sarge himself moved back. From the new position Sarge was able to lower his ass some giving Chen a better angle. Which appeared to be all he needed since Chen went into overdrive and obviously shot his load within Sarge. Who again moaned a deep satisfying moan.
Chen quickly pulled out and with his cock still dripping Turned Sarge around and planted his lips of the huge cock. Sarge didn't even seem to know what was going on. His eyes were still rolled up into his head and he was having trouble getting his breathing back down. He was still able to focus on the bodybuilder squatted in front of him, taking his cock down his throat. Sarge grabbed the back of Chen's head and pushed him harder and harder down on the cock. But it was Chen who grabbed Sarge's ass and pulled him forward when the guy shot off, so hard Chen almost gagged on it. The smile on his face was one of someone who was happy he was able to take it all then.
After a kiss where Dave was sure there was an even amount of spit and left over cum exchanged between the two men, Sarge pulled himself together and left the room. Chen obviously was going to wait a bit to make sure both men weren't seen leaving at the same time. Which was when he turned on all the lights. And saw Dave in the corner.
"What a day." Dave mumbled.
"What… you were… you saw… why no say something!!!" Chen said pulling his clothes back on as if being dressed would cover up what Dave had just seen.
"I'm sorry but you didn't exactly give me a chance. You two were on each other so….and you know, FUCK what is going on?! Why didn't you tell me? Why were you all 'oh I don't know if Alexander is gay and he shouldn't be a naughty boy at work' this morning and… you're just as gay and as naughty!!!"
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry Dave. Didn't know what to say. Was hoping to come up with way to tell you but didn't have a chance. You so… freaked this morning." Chen said in his broken English but with a sincere look in his eyes that told Dave he was telling the truth.
"Am I like the only person here who's not gay?!?!"
"I think cleaning woman might even be lesbian."
"I need to sit down… no I need some fresh air. Cover for me, OK, you owe me that much."
Dave didn't exactly run out of the gym but he got from point A to point B quicker than anyone ever had. He was mainly more confused at the situations than being upset that everyone at the gym was gay. It was just so different from what he thought the place was. He couldn't possibly have been that naïve to not know what was going on….and it's not like everything CHANGED all of a sudden, that doesn't happen.
Dave wasn't even sure where he was going but soon found himself stopped on the sidewalk basically talking to himself. Knowing what a nut he must appear to be he looked around to see if there was some place he could grab a coffee and think. But he was standing in front of a barber shop. Must have been the same one that Alexander and Chen used that morning.
"Well what the fuck" Dave thought heading into the store. "Do I need to make a reservation?"
"Not at all, please have a seat." The Barber said picking up a long cloth in readiness of getting the man set to have his hair cut.
"Great. You've taken care of my two business partners today so what the hell, why not do up the whole staff?"
"Excellent. Always happy to help my fellow small businessmen in this endeavors. Even if that just means making them look good. You must be from the gym down the street? Getting lots of your customers in here lately."
"Really?"
"Yes. I imagine that when one starts feeling better about one's body then other things are due to be improved on, like getting a good hair cut. Would you like something along the lines of what your partners got this morning?"
'No, maybe something different, something shorter. I leave it in your hands." Dave said settling back in the chair.
"Most people do."
Instead of washing Dave's hair first the Barber started running a comb through it. It wasn't knotted or tangled but the comb kept going through. And as he combed the hair, large sections from the top began to come out. Dave normally would have started getting scared at the sudden loss of so much hair, but it seemed to be normal.
Clump after clump of hair came out, and inch after inch of scalp began to show. Scalp that was getting slightly darker all the time. Not as dark as Leon and Terry but darker than the light honey brown of Alexander and Chen. Dave sort of noted to himself that men he usually saw with that pronounced of hair loss were not only much older than he was, but they also had a lot of grey hair. But Dave's hair was getting darker. The hair coming out was his light brown but the hair left was getting pure black. Like the mustache he was gaining over his lip, that too was coming in black. Thick and full over fuller lips, and under a slightly squarish nose. It wasn't long till his skin was a nice healthy brown, as brown as his eye were…now.
And still the comb went through what was left of his hair. Within minutes Dave had a pronounced male pattern bald area on top of his head, with just a few stranglers left over. But it seemed right. Dave thought he's seen a lot of Latino men like him go this bald at an early age. It didn't make him look older, he still have the tight young face of an Argentinean just into his 20's, but it did make him more mature looking. Although that might have come from the German side of his family too.
"Let's get you washed up so we can get to styling this." The Barber said lowering Dave into the sink. It felt weird having the man wash his hair, with so little hair left on top. The hot water hitting the bare skin, while the fingers worked to rub the shampoo into the sides.
The Barber sat his customer up in the chair again and stood looking for a moment.
"Well yes, I think that would work, not a full head shaving but buzzing off what you've got left would make the most sense. Been doing so many complete head shaves this week it'll be nice to save the shaving cream." The Barber said getting the clippers and clicking them on,
As soon as the blades hit the Latino's head the rest of the changes kicked in. And there was a lot to do. The Barber kicked the height adjustment down so the chair settled to the ground. Even then he had to almost reach up to start buzzing off the sides. His client being over 6'7" now. The muscles that started coming in were impossibly big. Looking at them grow from under the sheet the man who had been Dave marveled at how they appeared not to be stopping.
He could feel the heaviness of his chest come in. The pecs filling in, growing out then hanging down, then growing in some more. The seat was wide but soon not really wide enough for his thick legs. They pressed up against each other till he almost got a cramp. His arms erupted from under the sheet, pushing out the sides, even his forearms getting etched with veins. He felt something shift in his clothing that suddenly allowed all the room his giant ass needed to fill in the back of the seat. Not to mention the room up front for what had to be a monster cock coming in. The Barber continued to run the electric razor over the balding head. It didn't take long for there to be nothing left on the scalp but the stubble left behind from a electric razor.
The Barber removed the sheet so his client could take a look at himself. Paco now knew why Chen and Alexander came into this place. It worked miracles. Even though it wasn't more than a quick head buzz, he felt like a new man. The giant South American bodybuilder got out of the chair and checked himself out. His super tight, pure white tank top and stretch pants were like a second skin. The shirt cut just low enough to play up the incredible cleavage he had, with just a dusting of hair in-between the pecs. Paco liked the way the lights played off his head though. While he had gotten used to going bald he wasn't sure taking it down to almost nothing would be a good idea. Now he knew he'd always wear his hair this way. And the thick mustache was a perfect counter to the almost smooth head. He liked the feel of the stubble though. The rough feeling when he ran his hand over it. Surprised he could feel it that strongly due to all the calluses on his hand.
Paco was really liking the feeling. So much so he continued doing it with one hand while he slipped the other down the front of his stretch shorts. They were kind of like the ones guys wore while riding a bike, stopping just above the knees, but there was no way that Paco could ride a bike these days. Just to muscle bound, thighs too thick. He usually had to swing one legs around in front of the other when he walked. And they just didn't make bike seats big enough for his ass. But then that didn't keep him from wearing the pants and getting the attention when he did.
Being a stretch material it was fairly easy for him to pull out his 9 inch uncut cock and begin stroking it. The mix of texture from the rough hair to the smooth cock was intoxicating. Paco could see his balls fall and rise through the thin material when he tensed up. Should start wearing a jock like Chen does 24/7, but he so loved going free style. His rough hand squeezed his cock a few more times while stocking. And feeling like it was time Paco let go completely as the cum shot out. The spasms of the ejaculation sending the cum in every which direction. But for Paco it was the best when it was not held back.
Nothing he did could be considered, 'held back'. His workouts, his life, his dress, his fucking. And maybe it was time his business partners learned about that.
"Well I think that makes three gym owners al with brand new looks. I hope to see the three of you again."
"Count on it." Paco said in a deep rumble as he adjusted his shorts and removed his tank top. Yeah, the folks on the street were going to get an eyeful on the way back.
The giant of a Latino bodybuilder hit the lunch time sidewalk, which parted not unlike the Red Sea for Moses. Up and down the block there had been talk of this guy at the gym at the mall who made Arnold look like a… customer of Kittens, but few ever saw him. Now they were, in all his built up glory. Most people who saw the South American saunter up the street didn't even know people could get backs that big. Most of the women were amazed that his chest was bigger than theirs, and there were some pretty well endowed women on the block taking him in. but endowment was the term for those who took their eyes off the massive upper body and saw the still slightly hard dick move back and forth from one side of the shorts to the other as he walked. It was the walk of a man who now knew he owned the street.
Paco headed back into the gym and got a loud round of applause of approval from those seeing his new buzzed look for the first time. Chen and Alexander gave him a more than approving look from their locations out on the floor.
Not having a client at the time Paco went to the front counter and did what he was suppose to do. Stand there. Or the arraignment he had with Chen and Alexander was, they took care of business, Paco took care of being the gym's main attraction. Standing shirtless by the front window, letting those that followed him down the street still get an eyeful. Chen and Alexander had run a gym back in Hong Kong so they had a good idea of what to do business wise. Paco spent his life on his body, and being an example of what comes from working out in a gym was what he did best.
Even answering the phone Paco made sure he was positioned so those on the street could get a good look.
"Yes, Downtown Gym, Paco. Golf and Algonquin, yes. Meadowstown… no across from Lex-Mart. Same as Kittens. yeah, might be a big dumb jock but I know where I work, man." Paco said hanging up the phone.
Some things never changed even when everything else seemed to in one day. Well, when Chen and Alexander got free he was going to run one more change past them. Two actually. First, if they were going to be having sex in the dark corners of the gym, they were going to have to start involving him. Can't believe they had been holding out their sweet asses on him all this time.
Second was going to be a name change for the gym. Paco wasn't suppose to get into the business side of things, but he was an even partner with the other two. Besides they were going to love the name change. Why stick with the plain "Downtown Gym."? Kind of boring and no one remembered it.
If they were going to be eternally stuck next to Kittens, why not take advantage of the name and become "The Muscle Dawgs"? Bite that pussy in her ass.