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As I laid there under Jack's muscly, firm arse with his amazing, muscly arms pinning me down, I couldn't believe I had gotten myself into this situation. And now he was asking me to sniff his arse. This is so humiliating.
"I won't ask again gayboy. Sniff my arse now." he sniggered as he punched me in my gut. "That was a warm-up punch, it will get a lot worse if you don't do what I say.
Fuck, if that was a warm-up punch, I wouldn't want to feel him at full force. It winded me and took me by surprise. Plus I was beginning to struggle for air underneath his sweaty arse. I decided my only option was to obey and I took a big sniff of his arse. The smell wasn't too bad although I could tell Jack had been busy in the gym that day as there was definitely a sweaty musk.
"Hahaha you are a proper loser aren't you? I can't believe you did that." laughed Jack.
The group of lads had clearly been watching also and started joining in on the humiliation "Fuck sake Jack, where do you find these weirdos?" one of them said, while another added "You're not letting this little perv join our gym are you?"
Jack finally removed his arse from my face and unpinned my arms. I took in a deep breath. I realised my dick was still rock hard and was refusing to go down.
"Stand in the middle of the gym fag", Jack ordered. I did as I was told. As I stood up and walked over, my hard-on became even more obvious as my shorts were tenting massively. "Oh my god look at his dick!" one of the lads shouted with excitement. All the lads burst into laughter and I felt my face go flush with embarrassment.
"It looks like you've really enjoyed your first exercise with me you little queer. But these lads don't want a dirty perv like you joining the gym." Jack said.
I really wanted to get in better shape and this is the best gym and PT in the city. Although this was humiliating, I figured it would quickly get forgotten about and things would go back to normal from the next session.
"Please Jack, I really want to get in shape and you are my best chance of doing that. I'm sorry I looked at your arse, I promise I'm not a perv and I'm just a normal lad." I begged.
"I'm not sure that's good enough" he replied with a cocky grin on his face. "I tell you what, why don't you show us all how badly you need this. Strip naked so that we can see your body and we'll decide if we think you deserve it."
The group of lads seemed to like this suggestion and started sniggering and staring at me expectantly.
Surely he wasn't going to humiliate me again. I didn't want to show off my scrawny body in front of these fit, muscular young lads. "Please Jack, do I have to? You can see I'm not in good shape already."
Jack's demeanour changed after I said this. He seemed to snap and walked over to me, getting right in my face. "Listen to me you fucking gimp. You came here to get help. You will do what I tell you to do, don't fucking disobey me again. And you do not call me Jack, I am a god compared to you, so you will call me God from now on, got it? Now take your kit off."
I didn't want him to hit me again, so I quickly took off my top, trainers, shorts and socks, leaving me stood there in my white boxer shorts. I was hesitant about taking them off too, but all of a sudden one of the other lads walked behind me and pulled them down, leaving me completely naked. My dick had now softened due to the humiliation, but this meant it was limp and small.
"Fuck off, that's not your actual dick is it?" Jack shouted, while all the lads laughed in my direction. "I think you're beyond help with that thing you little virgin."
I had always been a bit ashamed of the size of my dick but to have it pointed out by these straight lads brought it to another level. I wanted to cry but didn't want to embarrass myself any more so held back the tears.
"Now give us a little twirl and flex your muscles for me and the lads" ordered Jack. I did as he asked, I was defeated at this point. I flexed as best I could, but there was no muscle to show off. "So weak and pathetic" one of the lads said. This derision continued for about 15 minutes.
"Ok, you definitely need help" Jack said. "But I'm still not convinced you deserve it. Why should I help out a little creep who takes a sneaky glance at my arse whenever he gets a chance?"
"I'm sorry God, it won't happen again I promise. I'm hear to get in shape, not for any other reason."
"What do we reckon lads?" asked Jack, looking over at the lads. The cocky grin had reappeared on his face. "I'm not sure mate. Still think he needs to apologise properly." added one of the lads. I'd later find out his name was James. He was stunning. He was a fit chav, with piercing blue eyes, a well-kept burst fade haircut and perfectly toned body. I felt my dick begin to harden again as I checked out his sweaty biceps and legs. But I was worried what he meant be apologise. Were they going to make me beg?
"I've got an idea fag" said Jack, flashing his amazing smile. "I've had these trainers on all day while I've been working out, they're covered in sweat and dirt from my run earlier, they need a good clean." All the lads were grinning at this point. I knew what he was suggesting, but decided to play dumb to try and avoid what was coming. "Sure God, I can take them from you and go give them a clean with a brush?"
"Nice try fag. Get on your knees now. I think you'll put a better shine on them with your tongue." I couldn't believe this, why was he doing this to me? Although Jack was fit and I wanted his help, nothing was worth this. I decided I was just going to leave and find a new PT. "Fuck you" I said, and went to grab my kit to leave.
"Not so fast" laughed one of the lads as he snatched the kit from me. I turned round and saw another of the lads lock the door shut. "We'll decide when you can leave you divvy." With that, I was grabbed my the neck by James and pushed onto my knees. "Get your fucking tongue out."
I was scared and helpless, there was no way I could escape. I stuck my tongue out and started to lap at Jack's sweaty, disgusting trainers.
To be continued...