Workout In A Deer Stand

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It was early fall, the air was still hot, and the leaves hadn’t even begun to turn yet. As far as I could remember, I always loved being outdoors in nature. I only recently moved here, and I was still exploring my surroundings.I enjoyed my daily running sessions through the forest that was close to my house and using the nature gym that has been set up in the middle of it. This way, I could relax and calm down after a hard day at the office I worked at in the city. As I started in from my spot, the sun beamed down warmly on my face, and a refreshing breeze came tumbling in from the forest. The trees here were spaced about three meters apart, and thick forest grass grew up between them.The forest hummed with life all around me. I twirled about, gazing up at the canopy, searching for the birds that sang so sweetly. The sun broke through the cracks, lighting up the dirt path ahead of me, decorated with outgrown roots, wildflowers, and fallen leaves that crunched beneath my bare feet.”Komorebi” came to my mind. That’s the word the Japanese use when sunlight filters through the trees – the interplay between the light and the leaves – and it was just beautiful.I trudged on, taking in the fragrance of minty grass and the damp earth. Each breeze was like water, fresh and cleansing, flowing into my lungs. I breathed it all in.”Ah, nature”, I thought to myself.I kept my pace steady while I was burning away the meters. About that time, you ran past me on the trail. It kind of surprised me because I didn’t really expect to see anyone else in the forest in this heat. You were about half a head taller than me, had darkish blonde – light brown hair, and were wearing a white shirt and a pair of running shorts that left very little to the imagination. Your cock was prominent against the fabric of the shorts, and it was bouncing up and down as you run.I wondered if you would run back this way, speculated if you knew that your cock was so obvious.Are you not wearing any underwear? Why wouldn’t you? Are you some kind of exhibitionist? Do you enjoy people watching you?I wanted another look at you, just to see if I had imagined it. I wasn’t interested in you, really (duh), but I was curious about why a guy like you would run with his cock on display.After another half a kilometer or so, I reached the nature gym. To my surprise, you or ”Sin Stick Jack” – that’s what I decided to call you since I didn’t know your name – were there too. You were already working out on one of the various outdoor fitness devices. I stood there and watched you exercise for a short time, pretending to stretch my legs. The sweat was gleaming on your biceps, running down your forearms.God, you are so hot! Are you aware of how sexy you look?I was stretching my arms and legs, trying not to focus on you. Trying to ignore you was to no avail, however, because you were just so perfect. I loved to watch your muscles flex and relax over and over again. It was beautiful. They glistened and gleamed as the sweat dripped down over your body.We continued working out. You worked at the bench press, bulking up biceps and abs. I chose a machine just behind where you trained and sat there watching you, entranced by the masculinity and gorgeousness of your body.There I was, staring at this guy, with the most incredible eyes I’d ever seen, and as you looked up, you caught me staring at your physique. I guess you must’ve seen the type of stare I was giving you and knew what I was thinking.Dammit. You know! Now you think I’m a creep or a perv!You didn’t say anything about it. That made me a bit uneasy. I didn’t know how to handle that.Do you like me checking you out?While I was continuing my exercises, I was sure I’ve seen you looking at me, examining my body. I was sure I’ve seen you staring at my ass and my breasts.I should be disgusted or at least disturbed. However, I couldn’t help noticing the wetness spreading between my legs.Oh, God. I’m so embarrassed. Lucky me that I’m not a dude. That would make it much more awkward.Somehow, I had the feeling that things weren’t fair and square. It seemed that you had a much more profound impact on me than I had on you. This wasn’t something I felt comfortable şehitkamil escort with. This was something I had to change.I was thirsty from my workout and needed a drink. So, I walked up to my bag and drank a few sips of my water. I quickly stretched my legs once more and waited for the next opportunity when your eyes crossed mine.I waited until your eyes roamed over my body once again. Then I put my hands to the bottom hem of my tank top. In one quick motion, I pulled the top over my head and dropped it to the ground. Now, only wearing a black sports bra, I went back and continued my training. I was sure I could see the excitement burning in your eyes.Now we’re talking. I liked my odds far better now.With a satisfying grin, I inwardly congratulated myself, almost giving me a tap on my shoulder.After stretching my arms briefly, I continued with my training as if nothing happened.I continued using the machine to work on my abs. This time we both kept eye contact while we were working out. You smirked at me with a pretty confident look, almost as if trying to say ”I want you.”All of a sudden, you looked away. You seemed to have some inner dialogue.What’s going on? Do you not find me attractive after all? What the hell?! I have no idea what’s going on!To my shame, you finished your workout and left a short time after.***I woke up groggily to the sunlight hitting my face. I was lucky that I had a job where I could afford to sleep in that late on a random Thursday. I checked my phone. 9:35 AM, July 14th. My calendar was showing an unexpected event: National Nude Day.”National Nude Day?”, I thought.What the hell am I supposed to do with that? Isn’t it all about paying attention to your body? I went to the bathroom to shower and looked in the mirror. I slipped off my boxers and stood up. My flaccid penis bounced a bit with the movement, and I was momentarily fascinated.”I’ve never even noticed that before. I kind of get by girls are so fascinated by dicks.”I grabbed gently behind the head and pulled my penis to its full length. I was now aroused enough that when I released it, my dick was semi-hard. I looked at it in the mirror.”Wow, it’s so much bigger from that angle. That’s pretty hot, actually.”And then I had a second track running in the back of my mind: ”Objects in mirror may be closer than they appear.Wait – – what? That doesn’t even make sense. Then the reflection would look smaller than it is. Dammit. Oh well. Anyway. Sidetrack. My body is not too bad, but I should do something to keep in shape. How about a run?I hadn’t run in a long time.”Yeah, good idea. Might suck, but that what it takes to toughen up.”But it’s National Nude Day. Shouldn’t I do something special?Then I had an idea:I’ll go commando. I get to feel my junk being free, but no one else has to know. It’s perfect.I never had a problem with chafing, luckily. And it was still early enough in the day that I wouldn’t be drenched in ball sweat – or so I thought. I soon finished up and went to go put on running shorts and a shirt. I had to stop myself from mechanically putting on a pair of boxers.Dammit. And it still feels like I’m missing something. But actually, that feels really good.I grabbed my headphones, went outside, and locked the door behind me. I recently discovered a forest close to where I lived, with a beautiful running path and a nature gym in its center.”Alright. Commando mission time.”I was very aware of the feeling of unfamiliar fabric against my dick and the air flowing past my balls.Dammit. I’m on a mission.I started my workout playlist and took off down the street. I ran by rows of houses, towards the forest trail. I wasn’t going that fast, but it felt good to be moving. The exertion was giving my body something else to focus on, too.Running along the trail in the forest, I was mainly focusing on the feeling of the dirt underneath my feet and my exercise playlist on my mobile phone. When I rounded a corner, I noticed I wasn’t alone.Jogging closely in front of me was a sexy young woman – You. You were wearing a very short pair of cotton shorts and a tight tank top. Your hair was pulled back tightly into a ponytail. As you run, I couldn’t help watching you – your hair popped around, emphasizing your energy, your tank top showed off your tight body, and your ass…Oh, that ass! Okay, I have to snap back to what I am doing! I waved and smiled as I overtook you.”Hi”, I said, and you waved back and smiled.Did you just double-take? You did!Focusing on my mission again, I kept on running at a steady pace. After a few more hundred meters, I finally reached the nature gym, starting with my workout. I began training at the bench press, working on my biceps.One. Two. Three. Four. Fuck, this hurts! Five. Six! Seven! Ow, shit! I don’t think I can do this! Seven…Come on. Eight! Nine! One more! Ten!My arms hurt like hell, but I’d done it. I smiled. Coming back to my senses, I looked around, noticing that you were standing there, stretching. You were doing lunges, leaning forward on one leg.Damn, you’re hot!Your short pants gave a lovely view of your ass. That tight tank top highlighted your beautiful firm breasts. You were well stacked, and I caught myself wondering if they were fake.I kept up with the training, propelled by a burning shame at my public acts of weirdness.Shit, did you see me? God, this is so embarrassing.When I looked at you again, you waved at me. Not really a friendly wave, more an awkward wave. The kind between strangers recognizing that you don’t know each other, but have a mutual bond because you’re both working out. I returned the wave, awkwardly. My body was still moving, even if my brain wasn’t.I’ve made such a fool of myself. And I’m not even wearing underwear. Do you know? What if you know?You smiled at me before continuing with your stretches. You bent over into a downward dog pose. I had a great view of your workout pants, hugging your round, firm ass.Must… resist… temptation… to… stare.I continued, pushed by self-conscious arousal. I kept at it, putting the awkward flirtation behind me. I noticed you stopped, and my heart sank a little because I was sure you were going to head out after your training. Instead, you took a quick drink, stretched your legs once more, and put your hands to the bottom hem of your tank top.Oh, yes, please!I kept glancing over but tried not to be too obvious. In one quick motion, you pulled the top over your head and dropped it to the ground by your bag. There you stood, so sexy and fit in the sun. The afternoon heat caused your skin to shine with tiny droplets of sweat from your exercises. Seeing more of your sexy body really got me excited.I stopped to take a break as you worked out on your abs. I drank in your amazing body – from your lovely legs up to your tiny shorts and the treasure they hid, to your tight tummy and sexy, firm breasts – held by a black sports bra. This time we both kept eye contact as we worked out. I managed kind of a smirk, with a confident look – hopefully saying, ”I want you.”Your mouth was open as you breathed but in kind of a smile with a hungry look in your eyes as you looked me over.Are you even flirting?I always found it so hard to tell.National Nude Day. You could be nude too.I imagined the inviting smooth curves of your ass cheeks, without the short pants. I imagined coming up behind you and squeezing it. Then you moan, and I run my hand down to your dripping wet pussy and tease it. You grind your smooth ass against me, and I grab your breasts with both hands. I squeeze your nipples as you beg me to fuck you. You’re bent over in front of me, and I slowly ease my hard cock inside you. Then I fuck you wildly.Well fuck. No way that’s going to happen. And it’s pretty creepy to image fucking someone who you’ve never even met. I’m such a fucking creepy loser.Like, seriously, how would that go?Hey, sexy stranger. Can I see your naked body and fuck you? I pushed myself to train harder to deal with the shame.I may be a creepy loser, but at least I’m working out.I finished up my workout and left quickly, putting in some distance helped me calm down.Okay. You might have been actually flirting, or you might not. But I don’t want just to leave a possibility behind. I’ve got to go back, at least. You’re probably gone anyway. Still, it would be worth the chance just to see that ass again…I looped around and slowed to a walk. I was getting out of breath after pushing myself this much. So, I retraced my steps, coming back along the same path I’d gone up.Not the route I was planning on. But there’s a good reason for that. Hey, this is kind of a beautiful forest. There’s a chipmunk, and some birds over there. Damn, I’m distracting myself. Why am I so nervous? There’s no way you’re still there.I came back through the woods towards the nature gym. I stepped up my pace.Don’t want to seem slow.My heart was beating wildly for reasons that had nothing to do with exercise. I almost chickened out and went another way. But I forced myself to keep going. I walked around the corner, holding my breath.What would you think if you saw me again? Would you believe I’m a creep? Would you say something?SHE WAS GONE…***I knew I should just leave myself. Instead, I found myself following you at a short distance, big enough, so you weren’t able to spot me.What the hell am I doing here? What am I hoping to accomplish? If you see me, you will definitely think I’m a creep. You might even call the police. I should turn back immediately.However, even though my thoughts told me to stop, my legs didn’t stop moving. I left the pass and continued forward through the bushes.I can always pretend that I needed to pee. This might still not leave the best impression, but it is certainly better than being considered a creep.After about 100 meters or so, your pace slowed down. You continued strolling for a little while. But then all of a sudden, you turned around, walking back the way you came from. Panicking, I crouched down and hid behind some bushes.Where are you going? Luckily you didn’t see me! I would die of embarrassment!Following you back, I kept my distance and tried to stay in the shadows of the bushes. Your pace increased the closer you got to the nature gym. You stopped briefly, as if unsure if you should proceed any further. Once you arrived at the nature gym, you stopped, looking around.Are you looking for something or someone? Are you…Are you looking for me?You gave the place another look-over before turning around, again heading back the way you just came from.Did you look disappointed?This was my cue to get out of the bushes, head home, and pretend this never happened. To my demise, my body wouldn’t follow through with its command. I found myself yet again dashing through the bushes following you in front of me like a predator following its prey. You walked the exact way back as before. Or so I thought. There was a crossing up ahead, and instead of going left as you did previously, you turned right following an overgrown path. That piqued my curiosity.Where are you going this time, handsome? I genuinely don’t think this is the way back to your place.I quietly followed you for a short amount of time. The trail became more and more overgrown and impenetrable.What if you knew that I was following you and you were leading me in some trap? You could be a serial killer as far as I was concerned. I don’t know anything about you, except that you were extremely good looking and were obviously not wearing any underwear. Seriously?! What kind of guy wasn’t wearing any underwear while working out? I really should head back.Unfortunately, it seemed as if my body was under some spell. Even though my head knew that heading back was the smartest thing to do, I couldn’t bring myself to it. I was too curious now, and I wanted to find out where you were going. Around five minutes later, the forest opened up to a wide field. I could see a deer or box stand in the distance. You were heading straight towards it. I imagined having a huge question mark above my head as they have in those Japanese animes.Once you reached the bottom of the deer stand, you stood there looking around as if checking that you were alone. Then after a short pause, you started climbing up the ladder. The box stand was a large enclosed stand that almost looked like a shed and was raised about 5 m in the air. It was mostly made from lumber with plywood walls and flooring with a metal roof, overlooking the edge of the field and forest. It even had a wooden door.I saw you open the door, shortly looking inside before entering the stand completely, and disappearing out of my view.

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