Steel and Cement Part 2

Darren eyed the skinny teen, “You work out much, Freeman?” he asked, already knowing the answer.

“Some,” Kevin lied.

“Good, then, we’ll start you out slow, and figure you out a routine. First, I wanna work on my gut, I’m gonna do some sit-ups, you hold my ankles down, cool?” Darren began laying the trap.

Kevin nodded yes, as Darren threw a blanket down on the floor, he adjusted his piece, so that his nuts and dick were on the left side of his boxers shorts. Darren was well aware of the fact that as he did the sit ups, his boxers would work up, exposing his privates. Darren smiled as he thought of burning this about to be punk.

Kevin knelt at the grown man’s feet, and grasped Darren’s ankles, holding them down. Darren moved rapidly, counting each sit up, as his torso raised up and down.

Darren counted out loud as he completed each sit up, “Fifty!” he said breathing hard. “Fifty-one, man, I can feel the burn!” Darren exclaimed.

At that moment, Kevin looked towards Darren’s waist to see the effect the exercise was having, Kevin felt the burn too, only Kevin’s burn was in his face! As Kevin peered up towards Darren’s torso, Kevin saw a dick head poking out of Darren’s boxers!

In Kevin’s mind, it was one very ugly dick head! In the second Kevin had glanced, he saw a purplish shape that was a very thick angry cock head.

As Darren counted out “Sixty-seven!” he knew the blushing boy had seen his toy.

Kevin said, “Uh, man, you’re hanging out, dude!”

Darren laughed inside his own head as he feigned ignorance, “”Seventy-two! What?”

Kevin stumbled over the words, “Your dick, man, it’s like not covered!”

Darren laughed out loud this time, “Eighty! Shit, it’s just us guys! Eighty-one!”

Darren purposely left his piece showing as he completed the 100 sit-ups. Kevin remained silent, embarrassed about the situation. Darren knew the situation embarrassed the boy, and he planned to further harass the teen. Darren caught his breath, his hairy chest heaved, his body was coated with sweat. As Kevin released the ankle hold, Darren stood and flicked sweat from his body, Darren made sure a few drops landed onto Kevin.
Kevin was repulsed about the older males sweat flying towards him, but he said nothing, not wanting to endanger what he believed to be an important friendship.

Darren sighed, “That felt good, I feel my gut tightening already, dude! Your turn now, you wanna try 25?”

Kevin shrugged, “Sure!” Kevin had never did 25 set ups in his life, his small waist was taunt but had no muscle definition, it was simply a very slim, boyish waist. Kevin got down on the blanket.

Darren said, “Dude, you better take off your shirt, they only give us clean ones on Monday’s and Thursdays.”

Kevin’s face blushed bright again, but as his nervous fingers fumbled to undo his shirt buttons, he said, “Thanks, Freeman.”

Freeman watched as the boy fidgeted undoing the shirt buttons, he wanted to see those nipples! He could already tell the teen was as hairless as a 13 year old!

Darren answered, “No problem, buddies look out for each other in here!”

Kevin’s fingers fumbled at the buttons, he was blushing as he removed his shirt in front of the much more mature male. A lot of teens would be proud to be Kevin, tall, above average looks, and extremely well hung..... but Kevin had grown up with only his mother and sisters. His mother had seen so much of her ex-husband in Kevin’s looks. She made his life miserable. Kevin had never learned to have confidence or comfort in his masculinity.

There had been no male figure for Kevin to learn from, to mimic, or to bond with. When Kevin had gone through puberty, he had become even more ashamed of his body. Kevin had issues, deep issues.

Darren was not only intelligent, he was street wise. He was pretending to catch his breath as Kevin slowly removed the shirt, but Darren was in reality just being patient. In the real world, the world outside, Darren would be after pussy, he liked his women to be stacked, wild, and on the slutty side.

In this world, the world of cement, the world of steel, weaker males substituted for women. Darren had a multitude of sexual partners in both worlds. His preference would always be women, but in the end, the only important thing was satisfaction. Darren was into sexual relationships, his only feelings about his partners of either sex was how good it was for him. To Darren, as long as he could stick his dick in it, it was good!

Darren had sex with all types, fatties, shorties, younger, older............ women usually attempted to cling to him, gays turned from him, but weaker straight males like Kevin simply learned to hate him. Darren knew this, and none of it mattered.

However, Darren, occasionally like to game, to conquer, to overcome, and Kevin was the next game that Darren planned on winning.

Kevin’s shirt was now unbuttoned, it had a part in the middle as he slowly removed it. Darren flicked some more sweat from his body. Kevin slowly removed his shirt, Darren’s blue eyes watched.

Darren saw the slim, boyish pecs as they were exposed. Darren’s eyes lit up as he saw Kevin’s pale white skin emerge, the teen’s nipples were large, almost too big to be male. Darren’s fingers wanted to pinch and twist the big boy nubbins.

‘All in good time,’ Darren thought to himself.

Kevin’s shirt hit the floor, and he lowered his body to the blanket, he felt the dampness the older man’s sweat had left, he flinched, but figured this was a manly thing.

Darren knelt at Kevin’s feet, he grasped Kevin’s ankles. Darren laughed inside as he thought of raising those ankles up to his shoulders and plugging Kevin’s ass with Darren cock!

Instead, Darren paced the teen through exercises. Kevin actually did pretty well, he spent the next couple of hours doing sit ups, push ups, pull ups, waist bends, and even toe touching. Kevin and Darren both ended up very sweaty and somewhat smelly.

Darren grinned, and said, “Time to hit the shower!”

Darren planned on hitting more than that.