Bodybuilder

I’m a bodybuilder. At twenty-three, and six feet I have massive shoulders and hard pecs which taper down to a small waist. My real claim to fame however is my big bubble butt. It’s not an easy feature to get, probably more genetics than anything, but I had one. Huge, hard, round, creamy white muscle. When I hit the stage you could hear gasps from the audience. I was naturally proud of it and loved showing it off, everywhere the better. I think almost any big bodybuilder, especially one who has competed like me, loves showing off. Being naked all the time was a huge turn-on for me, I was a little bit of an exhibitionist. It came with the job.

One week Don asked me to go work out with him. I'd just recently placed in a competition so I think maybe he wanted to show me off. I was game. It would be cool to watch my Don lift again since I hadn't seen him work out in a while. Maybe I could show him some new tricks.

We went inside through all the basic equipment to the locker room in the back. The setup was pretty basic with rows of lockers and a steam room behind a glass door. Don was already wearing his workout gear but I brought stuff in my gym bag. I changed into my outfit and went to meet him.

"Rick what the fuck are you wearing?" he asked as soon as he saw me.

"What?" I responded. What was he talking about? I was wearing what every hot stud at my gym usually wore. I had on little shorts, okay really tiny, but I wanted to show off my prize-winning ass! They were some kind of white lycra or something that clung…