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As Mr. Atati and I headed toward town and the gym, I realized I didn’t have on proper clothing. I told Ihim I thought I should go back and get something appropriate for the gym. He told me not to worry, but to look under my seat. I found a package there, and inside was a pair of workout shorts and a singlet. He laughed, and said he knew how to take care of his boy. I thanked him, but I was embarrassed.
We pulled in and parked beside the gym, it was a new one story building. We signed in, and were given keys to lockers and towels. I sat down on the bench and took off my shoes, then stood up and took off my shorts and shirt. I was standing there naked, getting ready to put on the new jock, when I noticed Mr. Atati watching me. I guess I looked embarrassed, because he started to laugh, and told me was just enjoying the show. I quickly got the rest of my things on, and sat down to put on my shoes.
Now it was my turn to enjoy the show, as I sat there and watched Mr. Atati get naked. When he pulled his shirt off I was in awe, he had a massive well defined chest, and very large biceps. The man is only 5’10”, but with his build he looks massive. When he pulled his pants off, even though he wasn’t hard, I could tell he had a cock to go with the rest of the body. I was mean, and applauded when he got naked, telling him it was a great performance. He just laughed, and said I would have to pay later.
There were only four others in the gym, young black men with great looking bodies. Mr. Atati noticed me looking at the other men, and said “my boys going to look like that when I’m finished”. I laughed, but he said he was serious, that he had hired a trainer. We spent a nice evening working out, and Mr. Atati pushed me to my limits. I was exhausted and