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Blake had moved to town a couple of years ago to take the teaching job. He was thrilled to get this job as they were few and far between for his area of “expertise” but it was something that he had always wanted to do. It was a small town in Wisconsin where the winters could be harsh but beautiful – the snow would sparkle and the ice on the lake was magnificent to look at. And since he enjoyed winter sports, it was nearly ideal for him. Lisa, his wife wasn’t too thrilled but was happy to have a place which she thought was safe for the children. He began to enjoy being in the town and the people. He made friends not only with other teachers, but with the families of the students. People were supportive. When his wife had difficulty with the birth of their son a year and a half ago, many people came over to bring over food and offer baby-sitting services for the four year old. He enjoyed that and their genuine human concern for his family. Unfortunately, Blake was starting to feel a bit flabby. He never really worked out, he hated gym class as a kid and now that he was going to be 30 in a few weeks, he felt a sudden pang when he looked in the mirror. His self esteem was not helped by the lack of tone on his body. Blake was just an ordinary all-American type of guy with average looks. He had dark brown hair, dark brown eyes and a very engaging smile. Students felt comfortable with him as well as their families. He was a safe, dependable type of guy. And a safe kind of body. Not fat, not thin, just a body that needed some toning. His wife thought he was adorable and that helped him. Lisa was the athletic one in the family. Although she was pretty and could be feminine, there was a definite tom-boy aspect to her as she enjoyed her short-cropped hair which allowed her to rough-house with the two boys. They loved the way she’d play tag and football with them! Blake asked her one night how she thought he looked. “Well, to be honest, you are getting older and it is important to stay in good shape. You’ve got a gym in the high school, use it after you’re done. No one will see you then.” Blake thought it was a good idea and went to see Scott, the coach the next day. Scott was very helpful to the two of them when they moved into this strange town. A few years older, Scott was nonetheless very helpful. A bit tough on the boys, he still got their respect. Scott thought it would be a good idea if Blake worked out a bit. A couple of other teachers were thinking of doing the same thing and soon an “exercise club” was formed. Blake decided he really didn’t look too bad when he met the other guys – Steve who taught math, Jason who taught biology, and Rich, the English teacher. None of them were that bad looking but he knew they had more weight to lose and were starting to a lot shabbier than his nearly 30 years. And they were only a couple of year older! Blake thought that could be him in another five years. That inspired him even more. Before the program began, Scott told all the participants he wanted to take “before” and “after” pictures. They all thought it would be a neat idea to see visually their progress. Too often when one trains, they don’t really notice the progress they’ve made. Scott said he’d be taking photos every week, they’d be wearing their gym shorts. The program the coach developed included weights, some old-fashioned push ups, and using some of the nautilus equipment the school had. Even though it was a small town, there were a couple of benefactors who endowed the school with an excellent facility. Scott was pushing and encouraging the men to improve themselves. Blake was totally exhausted and drained the first two weeks, thinking he made the biggest mistake of his life. But when he changed a couple of weeks later and saw himself in the mirror, he liked what he saw. He saw some muscles rippling across his chest, his arms were a bit beefier, and his stomach was definitely flatter. He hadn’t stepped on the scale and was very pleased to see that he lost about 12 pounds when got on there. He was finishing his workout, finding himself enjoying these sessions, not just for the physical pleasure but for the companionship with the other guys, especially Scott. Scott was turning out to be a real good friend, sometimes he’d spend a few extra minutes after the workout to make sure he was performing. The attention was nice, and he enjoyed the compliments he got from him about how his body was starting to look nice and firm and muscular. It made him feel good inside in a way he never felt before. There something charismatic about Scott, the way he smiled, the way he showed an interest in him. Soon he heard Scott call out to take his picture. Blake was a bit self conscious the first week, but was looking forward to the “photography” session today. Scott had an electronic camera so everyone was able to see the results almost instantly. Scott posted the pictures for everyone to see, they were all pleased. It seemed that Blake was making the most progress. Scott had also taken some measurements of their thighs, chest, arms, etc. A little workbook was given to each participant so they could see how they were doing. It was now the fifth week. Afterwards, he looked at his body in the mirror and enjoyed what he saw. He thought his body was reasonably handsome, seeing the toned muscles on his body for the first time. It was almost like looking at a stranger. He combed his curly hair and smiled and was pleased with the view. He was wearing his shorts and t-shirt and liked the view. He took off his shirt first, then his shorts. He felt his crotch swelling as he looked at himself. He was surprised he was aroused looking at himself, but he felt good. He rubbed his briefs very briefly and enjoyed touching that growing lump. He then heard some voices of Scott and Rich entering the locker room and decided to shower and get dressed. He felt all tingly that night while driving home. A feeling was coming over him that he didn’t understand but it felt good. He also realized how much he enjoyed looking at Scott. Scott was 38 and was very good looking. He had a good physique, not overly muscular but very well toned. He had a nice furry chest and hairy legs. His body was just nice to look at and was attractive. His eyes were a bright and piercing blue that seemed to soak up the sky in it. It was now spring and Blake was feeling good about his body. He didn’t mind taking his shirt off when outside washing the car. His pectorals were well developed. He liked the way he looked in the mirror now. Sure, there was a long way to go but the progress was so incredible. He had finally hit his 30th birthday and felt good about life. The exercise continued with him. In addition to the weights, he decided to take up cycling, he liked the feeling of going up those hills and climbing them. His legs were now strong and powerful. And muscular. Scott commented about how nice his legs looked. Blake loved the compliments. He felt really good about his body. He also knew the school year was almost over and would miss Scott. And the workouts, he felt so good afterward! One Friday afternoon he was working out and everyone had bailed out except for Scott and him. The gym was now empty, in fact the school was deserted – it was a long holiday weekend. “Well, I guess we should take some follow up pictures again, it’s been over two weeks since the last ones” Scott said to Blake. Blake was looking forward to these photography sessions now. He liked posing – not that anything he did was raunchy, he was always in his trunks at least but he felt good doing it. Blake was posing and Scott was photographing him. “You know Blake, I’d like you to take some pictures for me, I need to add more to my photo album. You don’t mind, do you?” “Of course not, just show me how to use the camera. It looks pretty easy but come over and show me.” Scott came over and showed Blake how to use it, it was definitely easy to use but Blake liked having Scott around his shoulders and torso, feeling the warmth of his body next to him. He felt electricity in the air as Scott put his hands over his own, guiding him to the apparatus and the controls. Blake felt as if he would swoon any minute. He felt so intense as Scott’s hands were on his hands, guiding them to the controls of the camera. Scott began to undress for the camera. He was now only wearing a jockstrap. “That’s all you’re wearing” Blake stammered. He couldn’t believe how good Scott looked, he was praying he wouldn’t betray himself with the bulge growing in his shorts. “Sure, I want to see how well I look totally, I do wear some posing briefs now and then but the jock is okay. How do I look?” “Great” Blake weakly stammered to him. Let me figure out how to do this. He took a few pictures and was noticing that the bulge in Scott’s jock was growing. He was getting excited as he watched his cock grow inside the thin stretchy fabric, it was so interesting to watch the bulge increase in size. Blake’s own cock was growing inside the shorts, he could feel it pressing against the fabric of his jock. “You know, I’ve always wanted to have some nude shots taken of me. I bet you’d like that wouldn’t you Blake? I know I’d like to take some nude pictures of you.” Scott had walked over to Blake and was standing within inches of his face. His hands were on Blake’s hips and he began to slowly slide down the shorts. Blake didn’t resist at all. His cock quickly stiffened as Scott slowly slid down the shorts to his ankles. Scott’s cock was completely stiff, the two erect cocks were nearly touching each other. “Don’t worry Blake, don’t be embarrassed, it’s normal for a guy to get hard. Doesn’t it feel good to stretch that muscle. I know it feels good for me, besides, the pictures will look all that more interesting! We’re all alone and we can get some really good pictures in here. I’ll sit on this bench over here and you can get some pictures of me flexing with the weights.” Scott did a few poses, which showed off his muscular pectorals admirably. His cock continued to flex in an aroused state, which pleased Blake to no end. Then he sat at the end of the bench and spread his legs nice and wide. He arched his back slightly so his anus was exposed so tantalizingly to Blake. His cock continued to stiffen and looked like it was growing even more. His ball sac tightened up a bit and moved closer towards his scrotum. Scott was looking directly into Blake’s eyes, giving him a piercing look. He flexed his upper thighs which made the muscle more pronounced in his legs. He looked even more inviting, again his cock appeared to get getting larger and larger. “Get some nice close-ups, Blake, get closer. Don’t use the zoom feature as you lose depth of field. I want viewers to get a nice view of my cock.” Blake blanched at the way Scott was so come-hither with him. “What do you mean by ‘viewers’ – do you share these pictures?” “Sure – I’ve sold these pictures to a few magazines. I’ve made some real good money. Have to save up funds for the kid’s college and this is a perfect way to do it! Don’t look so shocked. You seem to be enjoying the view of my cock from where you’re standing and I can see that your cock is pretty pleased with the view.” Blake looked down and saw his cock oozing drops of precum out of his piss-slit. A small puddle was on the floor. “I know some people who would like to pay to see pictures of you. Especially with that glistening cock of yours, I can get some extra money for that. Plus if I can get you to stroke it a bit, and make some nice white stuff, even more money! Why don’t you start stroking it a bit, I think it’s getting ready to make some nice hot cream.” Blake started to slowly stroke his stiff and oozing cock. He touched it lightly on the side and began to rub it. It felt so good. He was less self-conscious. “Come on Blake, rub it more!” Blake began to stroke it a bit more aggressively. He was now on the floor on an exercise mat. He spread his legs and lifted his back. Scott had the camera in his hands and was now photographing Blake as he continued to stroke himself. “You’re doing good, show the camera your stuff!” Blake continued to get more aroused as he heard Scott’s commands. Scott was getting hornier and hornier watching Blake, he could no longer take it. His cock felt like it was going to explode as he watched Blake squeezing that huge fat knob of his. It was oozing like crazy and Scott had to have a taste of that manhood. He came over to Blake and knelt between his legs and began to suck on that cock like a wild man. It tasted so good, so sweet and salty at the same time! Blake was in heaven as he felt Scott’s eager tongue and mouth wrapped around his huge cock, it felt so warm and moist, better than any pussy his cock had ever been inside. Scott proceeded to finger Blake’s tight virgin asshole and although Blake resisted at first, he relaxed as Scott penetrated it slowly with his moist finger. The blow job and the piecing insertion of his finger up his ass was too much for him to bear and he exploded with a load in Scott’s hungry mouth which greedily swallowed every last drop of Blake’s seeping manhood. Scott was so aroused at this point, and Blake was so ecstatically traumatized by this event that Blake would allow Scott to do anything to him. “Fuck me Scott, stick that cock inside me, I know I want to feel that cock pulsing up my asshole.” Blake was now fingering his own asshole, two fingers deep inside, rubbing and stroking his hairy nuts. Scott leant over and began licking that beautiful dark man-cunt of his and was savoring the sweetness of the sweat that he emitted. Blake felt himself going hard again – so quickly he thought to himself. Blake’s butt-hold was thoroughly moistened and Scott’s cock was slippery with precum so he began to slowly place it inside. Blake was surprised at how easily Scott made his insertion into his butt-hole. He began with slow, methodical strokes which pierced into Blake’s psyche, his body was racked with pleasure as Scott began his passionate love-making to him. A feeling of pure ecstasy and euphoria came over Blake as he felt himself being fucked for the first time. Scott was so kind and romantic and pleasuring of his body, he felt enveloped in a layer of sexual manhood that he never thought could exist. And when he thought it couldn’t get any better, he felt the spurts of Scott penetrating him as he shot a load. Blake felt his own cock inadvertently shoot out another stream of jism that went into the air and fall on his chest and hitting Scott’s chest. The sticky love-juice was now between them. Scott held Blake close to him so they could feel their love juices all over their bodies, commingling in the hairs on their chests and running down their bodies, to their legs, their abdomens, and even to their souls. They showered together afterwards and again they got aroused and made love to each other again. Scott told Blake that he had been doing it with other teachers for a few years but no one was as good as he was. He asked Blake if he wanted to continue the workouts over the summer and Blake said only as long as each workout included special exercises of their cock muscles.