Muscle Fatigue (Part I)

One, two, three, keep going… breathe… four, five, six, almost there. Seven, eight, nine, and ten. I have never typically been a big gym addict, but over the past several months, things changed. Kem is my name and compulsive gains are my addiction. Not for health reason, but for the pain, the fatigue; I know weird, right? Since the love of my life, Jordan, walked out on me, I’ve spent the last several months dealing with our break-up.

At first, I couldn’t believe it, the day started like any other. I awoke to Jordan touching and stroking my morning wood with that devilish smile. It wasn’t long before she mounted my legs, spit-shined it and swallowed me whole. That first morning suck revved my engines, my dick grew harder from the sight of her saliva dripping down, glistening like the early morning dew. Jordan made it wet and nasty just the way I like it. Staring up into my eyes, she had me spellbound as she tried to suck my brain through the tip of my swollen head. She wrapped one hand around the shaft moving them in unison with her mouth, while the other hand played with my balls.

I let out an intense groan of pleasure as I ran my fingers through that Halle Berry pixie cut; you know the one from Die Another Day. Jordan suddenly stopped sucking and started licking the drips of spit from around the shaft, using the width of her tongue to play with the under part of my male organ. Jordan sucked and nibbled at my scrotum showing them just as much love and attention as she did the dick. Just when I could feel my excitement point reaching, I sat up and pulled her lips up to mines, caressing the side of her face as our tongue danced in a tango with one another.

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