Man Hunting 12 - The Staff

Rebecca was never the type to deal well with uncertainty and she was trying to get everything done at once for Tori. She had no idea what she was going to do with Mun or Corey or the rest of the guys. And she didn’t know what Tori would do to her if she didn’t deliver. She had a knot and decided she wouldn’t be able to rest without some reassurance.

She returned to the private gym and was glad to see Mun at the counter when she arrived. She walked inside and he looked up at her and gave her a crooked smile.

“All I had to do was ask huh? Or were you coming to work out?” He asked and walked out from behind the counter.

He was tall and handsome to be sure but he was also just as built as Rebecca expected. He was wearing royal blue leggings and a matching blue and white camouflaged tank top. His muscles were just as perfect as Dan’s were earlier, but somehow more attractively shaped to her. She never thought she had a type but today she noticed things about the men which made her more attracted. She was also pleased to see he had the same defined package as the other men.

“Tori told me you would be fun to fuck.” Rebecca walked toward him with a small amount of false confidence.

“I am, or will be, but I told you I get off at ten.” He smiled at her and put his hand on his hip and watched her check him out.

“I thought you were supposed to do what you were told?” She pushed closer to him but he backed up a little.

“That’s not entirely true. And I think you need to get that. I’m working, and I’ll be done at ten and do whatever you want.”

“Seriously? After what I saw and did today, you get to tell me no?” She was indignant.

“Yea, I’m a menu item. Your buffet is in there. If you want to order, I’m here. Or go get one of them.” He leaned against the wall and put one foot up against it.

He overflowed with arrogance, as though every move he made was polished to show off. He pulled his knee up a little and his quad muscles and hip flexors strained out and became hard and defined. He watched her with a smirk as she looked at his body for a long moment.

“I think I heard pretty clearly what I get to do and when.” She got close and grabbed his bulge and felt him get aroused. He chuckled a little and took a quick breath.

“Yea, you heard it but didn’t really listen I guess. But, just so you know, I don’t get hurt, and I don’t get humiliated. Not by you. And if you think I’m bothered by walking around here a great big boner, try me.” He wasn’t as strong with his words as he was before she grabbed him but his cold expression was very telling.

“I think I’m supposed to take what I want when I want.” She tugged against him a bit.

“Actually, you’re here with me because someone needs to give you some advice before you fuck up.” Mun did not move to loosen her grip but instead grabbed her with a firm but gentle grip by the back of her head. He dug his fingers through her hair and pulled her face close to his.

“What are you doing?” Rebecca was quiet and her tough expression softened.

“I’m going to let you decide if you want a kiss. But I’m also teaching you an important life lesson?”

“Let me go.” She hissed.

“If you ever get this close to a man, and you want to do something he won’t like, have a plan.” He glared at her as he spoke. She could feel he was getting a hard erection as he spoke and she let go.

“I know what I can do. I don’t need a plan.” She was disarmed by his looks and his forcefulness and she let her hand drift down to his thigh and she let it rest there. She glanced over and noticed how enormous his arm muscles were as they flexed to hold her. She was aroused and slightly frightened.

“On chest day, I warm up at three hundred fifteen pounds. I don’t think you realize how strong most of these guys are going to be.” He ground his pelvis into her a bit.

“I get it. I can fight. Let go.” She was very quiet and wanted to be released.

“Fighting doesn’t do you any good if I’ve already got you. You know what you can do to some of them with a good hit to the balls, I get it. But even that takes a second. You’ll learn, I’m just helping you out.” He gently released her and stepped back.

“So what? You’re telling me I should be afraid?” She scowled as she regained her composure.

“Not at all, just demonstrating why you can’t underestimate these guys. The guy you met at the basketball court earlier is a nice guy. If he was someone who wasn’t going with the program, you might not have been prepared for what he did next.”

“How do you know about him? What the fuck?” She looked at the ground and contemplated the statement in disbelief.

“He called, not too happy with you. Just wanted to be sure you were on our team.”

“How did he know to call you?”

“We have a pretty sensitive organization here. But just grabbing these guys and hurting them isn’t the deal.”

“I’m supposed to get these pictures taken.”

“So? Make it fun! These guys don’t say no to that. And you won’t even have to take them all the way to blowing their nuts. Most of the athletic types don’t even want that.” Mun smiled and walked toward the door to the gym.

“Where are you going?”

“I get off at ten, I had a hookup I’ll cancel. But, I run the show here.”

“You run it?” Rebecca asked with a confused tone.

“Yep, a guy always runs the shop. Makes things easier and safer for everyone. Now go inside and get the guy over there doing the rows. Tell him you want to see how big and hard he can get. He’ll tell you what he would like.” Mun motioned to a solid looking younger man across the gym.

“He tells me? Like I’m a hooker?” Rebecca almost turned to leave.

“I warned them you’d be this way. Yea, make it fun. You’ll get your power trip and he won’t get one over on you and it’s a really good life.”

“Warned them?”

“Yea, I’ll explain it all when we fuck.” He pulled his waistband out as far it would go and reached in with his free hand to adjust his semi-erect cock to a more comfortable position.

“Yea, tell your hookup she has to wait until tomorrow. And this guy better listen.”

“His name is Max, and his brother is my hookup, so it’ll all work out.” Mun guided her into the gym with a sarcastic smile.

Rebecca was surprised by his answer but as he pushed her through the door, she decided to put on her game face. She got stone faced and walked through the gym. She noticed the men paid her very little attention which she both appreciated and was offended by.

She went over to Max, an expectedly tall and fit man. He was hunched over a weight bench with one knee on it and pulling hard on a dumbbell doing a typical row exercise. He had on tight black shorts and a blue sleeveless shirt. She could see he had been working hard because sweat had soaked through the back of the shirt between his shoulder blades. He was big and broad but not as lean as some of the others. He had unruly brown hair and slightly tanned skin.

“Can I help you?” He looked at her in the mirror on the wall as she approached. He set his dumbbell on the floor but continued to watch her approach in the mirror.

“Um, yea. I mean, not really. Just coming by.” Rebecca fumbled a little, not sure of what she was doing.

“I’m good if you’re checking on me. Don’t need anything right now.” He smiled at her in the mirror and then turned toward her and sat on the end of the bench.

“I didn’t think so. Mun told me you had a really impressive body and a big fat one down there and I wanted to see.”

“Not too fat right now, but I could use a little motivation I guess.” He got up and looked at her with a playful eye.

“Oh, um ok. What do you want?” Rebecca was again intimidated a little by his size.

“You must be new. Name’s Max. Let’s see here.” He turned away from her as he spoke and went to the dumbbell rack. He grabbed a huge dumbbell, much bigger than the one he had been using and heaved it up. He had to stabilize it with his other hand before walking back to the bench and setting it down.

“That’s a hell of a weight. Why so much?” She asked and stepped close to him as he stood up. She liked that he was staring at her tits.

“Because they don’t have a bigger one. Well you want to see it and only you can make it happen.” He nodded down toward his waist and looked back up at her.

“That’s it? This is what you want?” She pressed her finger onto the obvious outline of the head of his cock. He froze and she could see his breathing speed up by the movement of his chest.

“Yea, love it when you girls touch me. Makes me just um ready! You know?” He clenched his fists and flexed a little with excitement. Rebecca loved the view of the veins bursting out on his forearms.

“Yea, I get that. You going to put on a show?” Rebecca pulled her hand back.

“Just keep it up, and we can see. Haven’t gotten to really push it for a bit.” He smiled and returned to his position and took a few test grips on the giant weight.

His ass was up right in front of Rebecca. The tight shiny fabric was stretched around it perfectly and she could see his bulge underneath it. He looked at her in the mirror and nodded as his muscles tensed up. Rebecca wasn’t completely sure what to do, but reached between and legs and grabbed his testicles lightly.

“Yea…” He whispered and pulled the weight up a single time with a grunt and then lowered it.
Rebecca felt his balls move with the exertion and the shaft of his cock get fuller and more rigid. She leaned in a little and stroked him and he rhythmically pulled up the weight despite it being clearly heavier than he was used to. Rebecca continued to pleasure him with her grip as he worked out. She could see the sweat beading on his back and his body steaming with exertion. She enjoyed the manly smell. Rebecca was surprised she could feel his cock get so hard even the veins pushed through the fabric of his shorts. He seemed to be out of energy after seven or eight reps and she backed off.

“No, one more. Come on!” He grunted and gritted his teeth. Veins popping on his forehead.

Rebecca grabbed him more forcefully, she almost had her face against his back and stroked him hard and fast and he fitfully did three more reps before his body simply failed him. He moved forward and sat straddling the bench. He leaned forward and for a few seconds heaved up and down as he caught his breath. Rebecca waited for him to lean back and saw his enormous erection pushing against his tight clothes. He looked at her and saw what she was looking at.

“That what you wanted?” He smiled and continued to breathe hard.

“Yea, but I want to get a picture.” She pressed, not minding the experience she was having.

“Picture? Well then let’s hit the left and then we can see. Yea?” He moved himself into position.

“That’s all you want huh? She asked as he rolled the dumbbell under the bench and grabbed it with the opposite hand.

“I thought it worked out for me.”

“Well then get the fuck on with it.” She played into his attitude.

“Yes ma’am. He grabbed the dumbbell and she played with him a little, rubbing his ass and thighs before giving him another partial hand job.

He was more forceful with the weight this time and worked it hard. She was wondering how much he could handle her touching him because his arousal was clearly intense. Most men could not handle being so turned on for so long. He slumped over after several reps and struggled to get the weight up.

“Get that fucking weight up!” She demanded and squeezed him hard.

“Fuck! Yea…” He cranked his arm up and pulled the weight off the ground and let it go down again.

“Again.” She demanded and and he gasped and grunted as he pulled it up.

“Tell me how many more.” He hissed.

“Keep lifting.” She told him and continued to touch him, this time reaching around with her free hand and caressing the front of his thigh.

“I don’t know how many I can do…” He pulled the weight up two more times and Rebecca debated if she could get him to do more.

“Drop it.” She told him and he did so instantly.

“I feel like I’m going to pass out.” He gasped a little and laughed to himself.

He slid down to the floor and rested against the bench and splayed his legs out. His thigh muscles relaxed and seemed to spread as they rested against the floor. His cocked throbbed over and over under his shorts and sweat stained his shirt. He caught his breath for several seconds, but contrary to Rebecca’s fears, his sexual excitement seemed to only increase.

“Thank you for that. You wanted a photo right?” He asked as he started to move back onto the bench.

“Yea, I can get it.” She took her phone and zoomed onto his crotch.

“Oh hell no, not like that! You want to see a cock, let’s do it right.” He sat on the bench and squared his shoulders.

Max did her the courtesy of pulling down the waist of his shorts and exposing the top few inches of his cock for her. He pulled his shirt up over his lower abs and gave her a view she did not really expect. He flexed and made a dab showing off his arms. Rebecca was surprised by his cooperation and took a photo she would have never thought to see even in porn.

“Hope that works for you. If you’re going to put that on IG just put the teddy bear or something over my face.” He was slowly getting up but his erection was still hard.

“You don’t care if I post that?”

“Nah, but I get photos taken of me for money usually. I don’t want to get known for giving them out for free.”

“I’ll think on it.” She looked at him expecting more stress.

“Fuck! Yea, this is going to get me through the rest of my set. Hot!” He stroked himself through his shorts and eyed her.

She thought for a moment he was going to masturbate in front of her, which she was not opposed to watching. Instead he moved on to the dumbbell rack and contemplated the weights as he rubbed his dick.

“Back at it I guess.” Rebecca turned to walk away.

“I know you won’t, but when I’m done it would be so hot if you finished this off later.” He watched her in the mirror as she walked away. She didn’t turn back and he went back to his game face and grabbed a few very large dumb bells.