Stand up for yourself!

I decide to say fuck it. My life is too pathetic to avoid getting to do what I want.

I try to feel and look tough as I walk up next to this black mammoth. His skin is glistening in sweat, and there must be some sort of cologne still on him as my nostrils fill with sandal wood and cedar.

Something about that scent causes my crotch to stir. I realize I’m getting fucking hard and start trying to cover it up as I walk. I’m so focused on my steps I don’t even notice the squat bar and fall flat on my face.

I’m burning red as I hear him burst into laughter. His voice deep and firm. There was something so alpha about him. It was driving me crazy and now here I was being laughed at by him.