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The Very Personal Trainer - Part 4 (Finale)
🕑 Added 2025-09-28 17:54:34 +0000 UTCI'll be completely transparent here- this last installment took a day longer than normal because every time I sat down in front of my computer to write, I kept getting too turned on by the ending that I had in my head. Ryan is always so fun to write about, and for VIP readers, I'm sure that you'll agree that he is so nice to look at as well. Check out the private server for the last photos that go with this series.
I’m not sure how I was able to walk into the gym again today. In the past week, the guys here had seen me stripped down to a jockstrap, flashing my ass to everyone there. Then, I had to wear a tiny pair of posing trunks that were too small to contain me once I started getting hard. Every time I think back on it, I can still feel the shame when my dick popped right out into the open.
For the past few days, I’d been working out at the gym at my alma mater, surrounding myself with college students who had no idea who I was. The gym equipment wasn’t as nice, but the anonymity was worth it.
There would be no anonymity tonight though, and I worried that not even the exorbitant paycheck would save me. Hitching my duffel bag over my shoulder, I pulled up the hood on my sweatshirt and walked into the lobby. As if there was a blinking marquee above my head, everyone looked my way, knowing that a show was about to start.
With music blaring in my headphones, I could almost ignore them, but seeing Tony head my way, I knew that I wasn’t going to make it to the locker room unscathed.
“Hey Ryan.” I could read his lips without hearing him, but he wasn’t taking no for an answer. “Ryan!”
Pulling off my headphones, I stood there with him in front of me.
“Hey listen, I am so sorry about what this has turned into, but-”
“I know what I signed up for.” That was a lie, but I felt like it needed to be said to protect him. He had fucked me over, but not on purpose. “The paycheck has been nice.”
“That’s good to hear man, good to hear.” He didn’t know what to say next, and I’m assuming that he thought the conversation would have gone another way. “Listen, I’m not sure if this will make up for it, but I have a room for you and Bert to do your workout in tonight. We closed the circuit room, so you’ll have that all to yourself.”
Relief flooded through me, and it apparently was visible on my face because Tony seemed to feel it as well.
“Go get that paycheck.”
With my headphones back on, I walked into the back corner of the gym, pulling open the door to one of the smaller rooms. This room was great for beginners because it had a bunch of cardio equipment, spread out in a circle around the room. There were two lights in the corner, a green one and a red one, and they alternated every few minutes. When the red one turned on, you’d finish your set on your equipment, and then you would move over to the next one. You could get a huge workout in by just circling the room a few times, but Bert might max out some of the equipment in here. This was just for my privacy, not his gain.
I doubt he’d care though because I was a piece of meat more than a personal trainer.
As I stood there letting that sink in, Bert walked in and threw me a sock before even greeting me. I worried that he wanted me to sniff it or something, but I could tell that this hadn’t been used- it was just a sock.
“What am I supposed to do with this?”
“That’s your outfit for tonight’s session.”
“You’re kidding, right?”
“My time will start once you put it on… with nothing else on.”
There was a sternness in his voice now, but he wasn’t cold. He was a man that knew what he wanted, and I assumed that he always got just that. That assumption would at least be true tonight no matter what mental protests my brain tried to relay to my muscles.
There was no fanfare as I stripped down to my compression shorts, and Bert, who had already seen this once, pulled out a water bottle and drank half of it before focusing on me again. I had stuffed the sock inside of my underwear, maneuvering it around over my cock and balls, but it was now time for the reveal. Pulling down my white shorts, I stood there with just Bert’s ankle sock on my cock.
My trimmed bush was visible above the minimal fabric, but everything else was contained… for now.
“You look damn good in that outfit. I think that’s how you should work out every day.”
There was just something about that gravelly voice that did me in, and I was milliseconds from answering that maybe I should work out like this even when I didn’t have clients.
What was I thinking?!
Pushing those thoughts away, I tried to avoid a similar mishap to how the last workout had ended. And for about fifty minutes, I was able to make that happen. Other than a few grazes on my exposed ass, Bert treated this as a completely normal session. He was asking questions about some of the workouts, and he had me show him some example reps.
We both knew that he knew what to do already, but we both pretended. He liked watching me show off, and I was trying my hardest to act like I didn’t. Back here, in my own private room, I realized that maybe I could keep doing this job. I could rent some studio space at another gym, and I could really pack my schedule. Maybe-
The door on the other side of the room opened, and Tony walked in, shutting the door behind him slow enough that a few people who had been waiting outside got a peek of what was happening.
“Hey Ryan, just wanted to let you and Bert know that you have about five more minutes until I need to open this room again.”
And every puzzle piece finally clicked into place.
“Oh my god, I can’t believe I was so stupid!” As I spoke, Bert looked over at Tony, but Tony was looking right at me. “Tony, I never once told you Bert’s name.”
“Yeah, uh, you must have mentioned it at one point.”
“No, I read through the policies on that app at least a dozen times, and you aren’t supposed to share contact info with anyone.”
“I, well…”
“You know Bert, don’t you? You got him to sign up so that you would guarantee that you would see me exposed at your gym.”
“Listen, Ryan, it’s not like that.”
“And then you got to be Mr. Nice Guy by promising me this room. Oh my god, have you been watching us on camera?!”
I could feel every motion coursing through my body, and though the confusion and rage were understandable, the fact that I could feel my cock stiffening inside the sock was what was infuriated me. I should be able to control myself, but the fact that these two men had gone to such lengths to see me exposed was turning me on whether I liked it or not.
Tony couldn’t even answer me, but Bert knew exactly what to say.
“If you read all of those policies, then you know that you have to complete all requests for the entire time span. So, for your last request, pull off that sock for us.”
And I did.
For some reason, I did exactly as I was asked with no hesitation.
Standing there naked, I knew that I had crossed the point of no return. I had worked out in this gym hundreds of times, but for the first time outside of the locker room, I was completely naked. My now-hard cock was jutting out from my muscular body, and my chest heaved as I tried to get my breathing under control.
“Flex for us.”
Lifting my arms into the air, I gave them a show from every angle. I was pretending like I was still a personal trainer in that moment, and I called out each muscle group as I showed them off.
“And now for the glutes.”
Turning around without anyone asking, I flexed my meaty ass for them before bending over to really show off my quads and calves. I was their doll in that room, and I knew that I would be booked by one or both of them again.
Giving my cock a few tugs, I let them know that I was theirs if they could pay the price, and as I saw both pairs of eyes widening, I knew that I had them under my control.
I hadn’t felt like this in months, but now, I knew that I controlled my own destiny. Walking past them, I left my bag and clothes on the floor and walked out onto the crowded gym floor.
A shocked, collective gasp spread across the room, but it transitioned into cheers and catcalls as I walked right into the middle of the large room and stood up on one of the benches. Most of the tv screens along the walls were playing football games or set to random channels, but a few of them were just slideshows of ads. As if on cue, the next ad up had a photo of me, advertising my personal training business. It was still the old app’s info though, and I wanted to fix that.
“If you want to work out with me, just like this, then download the VeryPersonal app and find me. I’m willing and available.”
The room lit up with camera flashes, and I turned around to head back to grab my back which
gave everyone a full 360-degree view of me. Throwing my clothes into the bag, I pulled out my keys and walked back out without acknowledging Bert or Tony at all. I walked past everyone else as well, and my cock pointed my way towards the main doors.
The cool night air felt amazing on my overheated body, and as I got into my truck naked, I knew that this was the beginning of a brand-new me.
Comments
Jarrett
I love the ending
Naked Justice
Great that Ryan decides to make nudity his business outfit.
