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I hang out in the gym, and keep myself in very good shape. In fact, during my work out time (2 in the afternoon, mondays, wednesdays, and fridays) I am considered to be the king of the gym, and the other members look up to me, and ask me for advice. I especially liked it when some of the slightly flabby MILFs would ask me for help. They were actually really cute, and they would let you touch their bodies and feel them up as they exercised. They were happy for the attention and I was able to get my fill of sweet, slightly overripe, fruit.
One day two guys came in to work out. One was a thin swishy guy with long straight hair that he wore loose, and the other one was really built with long curly hair tied back. It was only when I went over to say hello that I realized that the built guy was a she! Despite this she was one of the most in shape people I had seen in the gym, and I could tell I had competition. She introduced her friend, Ben, as her coach. He smirked at me, and told me that this girl, Melanie (Mel), could show me a thing or two. I laughed good naturedly, and let them be.
Over the next few weeks they really started to annoy me. More of the women went to Mel and Ben for advice, and before long I saw Ben helping one of my favorite women, Carol, out with stretches, and feeling her thigh. That was my racket, and I wasn't going to have some skinny effeminate little weasel touch my women just because he hung out with some amazon.
I started razzing them, and we traded words. I suppose what happened next was inevitable. Ben said that if I was so good, I should have no problem beating Mel in a contest. I was a bit cautious, because Mel was pretty strong. But I knew that I was in better shape, so I agreed. We were set for a faceoff next Wednesday at the gym.
That afternoon I felt great. As I started my leg lifts and benchpresses I felt unstoppable. A few minutes later Mel came in, and when she slipped off her warmup sweatshirt I saw her in a tight athletic top. For the first time I really looked at the definition in her arms and chest, and I was impressed. Most guys look at a woman's chest and see boobs, hell I do that with my MILFs all the time. But I saw Mel as an athlete, and I began to worry.
As she started her workout I watched those muscles bulge and her skin strain. I could see a layer of sweat begin to form.
I worked harder, pushing myself to do more. I was no longer entertaining the neighborhood MILF, I was was in a real competition with a strong woman.
As I worked I looked over, and I saw that her sweat was beginning to stain the clothes around her neck and her arm pits. She was working hard too, and I was pleased. But I felt my own muscles begin to ache. She smoothly lifted and lowered, glistening, smiling, with her skin flexing to show her strong muscles.
Ben was talking up one of the MILFs who was watching. I saw him pointing to me and laughing, and I realized that I was erect. It happens when you work out, especially if you are staring at a beautiful woman. I did not have time to be embarrassed, and i had nothing to be embarassed about. I had a nice cock, and if some of those in the gym got a sideshow while watching the contest, fine.
As the minutes wore on I felt my own arms fatigue. I looked back at Mel, and she was smiling and lifting without any signs of slowing down. It was at that moment I realized that I was done for. I put up a good fight for a few more minutes, but my own motions became jerky, the form poor, even as Mel executed smoothly. I may still be the king of the gym, but there was certainly a queen, and she was in charge.
The crowd broke up, and I went over to congratulate Mel. She smiled, and was quite gracious. "I love a man who enjoys competition" she said, looking at my crotch. I guess she had seem me get hard while working out too. Ben came over, and I wanted to wipe his smirk off his thin face. "I told you Mel was the best" he said. "Now you lost"
"Fine" I said turning to Mel "you are the queen"
"King" Ben said, softly.
"What?"
"She is the King dude, you are the queen."
I hated this guy. "Fuck you, I said she was the queen, the strong one."
"No, she is the king. You are the queen. Do we have to have another contest?" Mel looked at us both and smiled.
"Settle down boys, I am sure he knows that I am the dominant one here Ben."
"I know you are strong..."
"Let's clean up and talk about this" she said.
As I walked to the showers, Ben followed me. The little guy didn't even work out. Why did he shower? I bet he was a fag and wanted to see my dick. I wasn't going to show him, and I walked to my locker.
"You don't wash?" I turned around, startled. Mel had walked in behind us. "You better shower off man"
"I'm not going to shower in front of that pansy" I said, pointing to Ben.
"Now that's not nice, Ben is my friend. Maybe I should teach you some manners."
"Maybe you should go to the ladies locker room."
I tried to get to my locker, but she cut me off. I once again looked at her finely sculpted muscles, and I could smell her sweat even in the stink of the locker room.
"Maybe you should get some manners" she said as I glared at her.
"Maybe you should bow before the king" Ben said.
I tried to skip around her, but she reached out. I felt her hand crushing my arm in a vice like grip. "Go cool off dude. Take a shower."
Without removing her arm she pushed me toward the shower. "As a matter of fact my friend Ben here is gay, why do you think I let him near my body? I do not pollute myself with sexual thoughts. I focus on staying fit, strong, and dominant."
I didn't like how she said dominant while she shoved me into the shower. "Now, cool off dude"
I wasn't going to win this round. I dropped my shorts and took off my top, standing naked. "Fuck you wierdos" I said as I started up the shower.
"No baby, fuck you" Mel said "You are the queen. Go on Ben"
I saw Ben drop his pants to reveal a skinny but erect dick. He stepped into the shower too. I was aware of Mel next to me, cutting of my escape.
"Now, suck him queen"
"I'm not some sissy" I said, at this moment more scared than angry.
"Oh, I know that" Mel said as she smiled at me. "You are strong, very strong. I had to sweat to beat you. But I know you- you are everywhere. A guy who just horndogs in on the older women, like his own harem. Women are powerful, they are beautiful, and you should revere there bodies before you touch them. But you? You lost a contest to a girl" she put her hand between her breasts, in mock surprise. "Now, get down there and put Ben's dick in your mouth."
I knew i was stuck. I was exhausted after the contest, and I knew that Mel was stronger. These two obviously had some sort of kink, and I didn't want it to get dangerous. What the hell, we were alone in a shower. It's not like I didn't play around in college, though I was drunk then. Fuck them both.
I got on my knees and looked at Ben's skinny dick.
"Be gentle sweetie" he said, grabbing his boner and smacking my cheek with it.
Fine, let's just get it over with. I opened up and took him inside of me. I had been out of college for 15 years, so I hadn't sucked a dick in a while. But it is like a bicycle, you don't really forget. After gagging once I started to get into a rhythm. I wish Ben had shaved, as I kept getting hair in my throat.
"Yeah, that's good queenie. You suck it like a good little queen. You like sucking off my gay dick?"
I didn't answer, hoping he would shut up.
"I asked you a question sweetie" he said, thrusting into my mouth. I gagged.
"You better talk him off dude." I turned my head and saw Mel, looking at me. She was sweating again, and not just because of the steam from the shower. I saw she had both hands up against her spandex tights, pushing between her muscular legs. I could see the muscles on her forearm and shoulder move as she rubbed herself.
"Yeah, ok. I love sucking your dick Ben" I said flatly before taking him back in my mouth.
"You don't sound happy. Are you happy?"
I figured I better play along, and I moaned.
"Good. Stroke your dick. Come on, jerk yourself off. Jerk your dick dude"
I kept sucking, but the more I looked at Mel the more turned on I got. She was enraptured, her mouth was slack and open, and she was breathing heavily. One hand was cupping and pinching her tits through her top, the other was between her legs. I saw her lick her lips. Now I was turned on, and felt my dick stiffen fully. I started sucking Ben's dick with real effort, ignoring him but watching Mel get turned on. Suddently I felt in control. She might lift more but I was making her finger herself just by sucking off some faggot in a shower. Fine. Let's show her who has the power.
"Oh, fuck" I heard Ben say as I really went down on him. "You're really good dude. You're going to make me cum."
He reached out and turned off the shower. "I am going to cum on you sweetie" he said.
I saw that Mel had gotten her hand around her tights and was now rubbing her pussy. I couldn't see it, but I saw her arm disappear into her waist at the wrist, and I saw her arm move jerkily, quickly. Her breathing was heavy and irregular. Just like I was as she beat me in our contest. Now she was on the edge.
I slid back off Ben's dick. "Come on my face Ben!" I said.
"Louder" he sighed.
"Shoot your cum all over my face Ben. I'm the fucking queen of the gym" I said. He jacked himself, only two or three times, and then moaning he came. I opened my mouth and stuck out my tongue. I felt and tasted at the same time as his first blast of cum landed on my tongue. Hanging there for a moment it dripped down, hitting my chest. His second shot went directly in my mouth. I looked at Mel, and saw that she was touching herself furiously. I heard her moan. That set me off, and I came pumping my cock with my fist. My cum shot all over Ben's ankles and feet as he finished unloading on my face.
"Cover him in cum" Mel said, moaning.
I enjoyed watching her lose control, and I vamped it up, licking my lips and smearing the cum over my face with my tongue. I knew she was reaching her own orgasm by the was she was leaning back against the wall, legs spread even as she kept her tights on. She was sure stretching the hell out of them.
It was only when she leaned back that I saw Carol- sweet Carol the plump MILF- standing there looking at me. Behind her I saw a few other faces from the gym. Mostly women, but a few men I knew. I couldn't do anything. I had Ben's cum all over my face. My cum had just shot over his legs and in my hand, and I was still slowly pumping my dick to get out the last drops. With the shower turned off there was no where to wipe my face.
Ben looked down at me, covered in his jism. Then he looked at the people who had been watching behind Mel.
"I told you I would prove that he was queen of the gym" he said, triumphantly. I knew that whenever I came back there, everybody would know I was not only weaker than Mel, but I got down on my hands and knees to suck off an obvious fag like Ben, and I played around with his cum on my face.
I would forever be the queen of the gym.
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