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Okay, so maybe thinking about her and training is not the smartest thing I could be doing right now as I feel a gloved hand slapping the side of my head.
“Head out of your ass!” Dale yells in my face.
Nodding, I shake my head and do just that.
Today is Sunday, it’s a medium day when it comes to working out. I skipped my run this morning in lieu of having my raging hard-on pressed up against Avery's lovely ass.
So now I get to pay for that.
It's all about control in my life. From my daily routines to what I eat and drink. I may not be the healthiest of athletes but I do try and keep control of myself.
Pizza is my weakness, well that and donuts. Those are hard to resist or pass up. I see a slice of pizza and I want it. I don't know what to eat for dinner, yep pizza is what I want to go with. I'm usually pretty good though so I may eat pizza or donuts only once or twice every couple of weeks, but damn I could eat it every day and not get enough.
Heh. I could eat Avery every day too and not get enough.
And now I am dodging the focus mitts that Dale is trying to take my head off with while I am hoping the stiffening of my cock isn't noticed. I'm in sweats and a jock strap. This sucks.
“What the fuck is in your head?” Dale asks after he connects solidly on my head.
“I don't know if I could even explain it,” I say as I raise my hands up to begin again with the mitts.
I start throwing jabs and this time I am able to keep my focus for the rest of the routine. I then head to the treadmill to jog for about thirty minutes at nine miles an hour. I am trying my hardest to sweat my thoughts out of my body.
I need to clear myself of Avery, and of that jackass Ethan.
Dale decides to fuck with my concentration again. He gets my attention as he says, “You hear about Ethan?”
Shaking my head, I force myself to not rip the handles of the treadmill off.
“That fucker is already demanding a rematch. He is saying you cheated when you had full mount, said you were hitting the back of his head as much as the front. I watched the tape and you didn't, but he’s talking a whole shit storm this morning.”
I don't say anything. I just stop the treadmill and walk towards the heavy bag on the floor where we work on our ground and pound skills. It’s where I get to use my brute strength. I pound on it for much longer than I intended to, but I can't help it. That fucker Ethan is under my skin, and I am feeling the need to beat him out of my thoughts.
Finally, I can barely move, my body aching and sweating profusely as I stand and look at Dale.
“Tell Roger that I accept the challenge and will fight him as soon as they can get us back in the ring,” I say as I walk past Dale.
He only nods.
In the shower, this time is different from yesterday. Then, my cock was so god damn hard I had jerked off just to relieve the pressure. Now I am semi-hard but I can feel my body wants to have Avery’s help with it, not miss Rosie Palmer and her five friends.
***
I wait as the phone rings. Two beeps and I hear a strong masculine voice. “Chase! Why aren't you here?”
“I'm on my way, I just wanted to make sure I wouldn't be interrupting anything.”
“The physical dominatrix, I mean physical therapist left about twenty minutes ago. I am free for the afternoon.”
I chortle quietly, “I'll be there soon.”
In no time at all, I am walking into my childhood home and following my dad's voice as he yells he's in the living room.
“Hey Pop,” I say as I bend over and kiss the top of his head.
Even now twice my age, the man is still my size and in amazing shape. The knee replacement was because of all the wear and tear of his youth from high school and college football, to the very active lifestyle he has maintained. I truly believe the man could give me a run for my money when it comes to endurance.
“Way to go champ!” he yells as he wraps his arms around my neck and pulls me down into a big hug.
