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ADAM O’HARA Adam O’Hara was my hero. The day I heard that Adam was going to be at the college to give a motivational talk I bought a ticket. I was going to be in a front row seat if I could. Adam was an Olympic star that beat the Russians multiple times by taking the Gold in all-around individual, and all around team gymnastics.
He won Silver in the vault and another Gold in the Rings. At the winter games he won two Olympic gold medals.
I was also a gymnast but not of Olympic caliber. I never won anything—not a medal or a trophy. Sure my points counted for the team but I was not a star. If I could be a star it would be on the rings. I never had enough strength to excel on the rings. As early as I was getting to the venue, the closest I could get to the front was in the middle of row twenty five and off to the side. I hung on every word of his speech and was inspired.
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I couldn’t stay for the Q&A because I had to work. I did buy a poster with his signature printed at the bottom. It was the closest I would get to an autograph. After four hours of bussing tables I was ready to quit.
I was frustrated and unappreciated so when my shift ended I was exhausted. I went home but the dorm was practically empty. The campus was deserted. Those who hadn't gone home for the long weekend were out partying.
I changed and went over to the gym. It was even more deserted. The rings were set low so you could self-start. They swayed in the breeze from the noisy heating unit and it was as if someone or some spirit had used the rings just moments before.
I stretched and then began my routine. I held the cross for about one second and then spun into the final moves before I dismounted. I stuck the dismount but the routine was crap. “You have good form and clean moves that would win a medal if there was more strength behind them,” a voice said from the shadows. “Who’s there?” I reacted.
Adam leaned into the square of light coming from a high window. I gulped when I saw it was him. He was sitting against the wall in a “Sitting Thinker” pose. “When I need to think I use the rings,” he said.
“I use them to vent my frustrations,” I tried to make a joke that fell flat. “There is your problem. You fight the rings instead of making love to them,” he said to soften his critique. He stood and walked toward me. He was much more muscular than I thought. I was blown away by the size of his arms.
It was no wonder he was so good on the rings. He smelled really ripe and his clothes were sticking to his body because of the sweat.
“Up close you look like a bodybuilder,” I blurted out. I was sorry I said it after it came out of my mouth. I was in awe of his body and I felt a bit of arousal but I couldn’t show what was happening to me. “It would look funny if I just built my upper body besides strong legs are essential in floor exercise, vault, and just about everything. All gymnasts would greatly benefit from arm, chest, and shoulder exercises using weights so they can do a full range of motions through all positions of the cross or planche with less effort.” “I guess you’re right,” I muttered.
He lowered the rings so that he could install what he called the ‘Iron Cross & Gymnastics Strength Trainer’ apparatus. My feet were just six inches off the floor when I did an iron cross. The gizmo supported my forearms so there was less stress on my arms while doing the Iron Cross, Maltese, and Planche. “This rig allows gymnasts to feel the optimum position they need to be able to hold. This Iron Cross trainer jig allows for multiple reps to be performed safely, which greatly reduces the risk of injury. It also reduces the time it takes a gymnast to learn the iron cross on rings.
The iron cross trainer is easily adjusted so that athletes can increase or decrease resistance as they gain strength or choose to have a light-weight training session. The cross trainer is perfect for gymnasts of all levels.” It sounded like he was reading a commercial written by the manufacturer. “I still use it when I am thinking.
I can hold a cross for almost a minute,” he said with a modicum of humility. “Did you invent this?” I asked. “No but I sell them,” he smiled. I could actually feel the difference as I experimented. Then Adam began training me.
The great Adam O’Hara was getting me to do things I was never able to do. He showed me that I could lift to an iron cross for reps by just touching my feet to the floor. He stepped close behind me so he could point out the muscles that were being used each time I lifted.
I wasn’t sure about what he was doing because I was also rubbing against his physique as I did the exercise. I found myself becoming aroused even more. It almost felt like a hard cock was rubbing against my ass. “Ok, you get the idea,” he said. “If you are interested I have a pamphlet for the ‘Iron Cross & Gymnastics Strength Trainer’ in my gym bag. It isn’t very expensive (his cost was $150 but they sold for much more) and you could even rig this up in your basement for a quick workout.” I saw him adjust himself a couple times on the way to the locker room so I stayed slightly behind him.
The view of his ass was spectacular. I stood there looking at the pamphlet and when I looked up he was lifting off his tank top.
I backed away and found my locker which was on another isle. I heard him answer his phone and he was talking as I stepped into the shower for a quick wash. I was under the showerhead less than two minutes when I noticed that Adam was standing right outside the shower room watching me. He was lost in thought as his intensely blue eyes gazed at my nakedness. He was looking my way but his mind was a million miles away.
“Mind if I join you,” he asked when he came back to the present. “Ummm yeah sure kinda,” I said. I could smell his sweaty musk and my cock started to stiffen a bit.
He was just soaping up when I was rinsing off. I quickly vacated. I dressed and debated with myself about asking a favor. I turned into his isle and he was almost dressed. He turned and smiled at me.
Again his eyes looked me over. “I uhh, I uhhh uhhh.” I was lost for words. “Yes,” he looked like he was really amused. “I was at your talk and I bought a poster. Would would you consider personally signing it for me?” “Do you have it here?” he asked as he tied his shoes. “In my dorm room,” I said hesitantly.
“I could run and get it” “Or I could follow you and sign it for you,” he offered. “I don’t have anything else to do tonight.” He followed me to the dorm. “This place is like a morgue,” he joked. “Most everyone is gone for the long weekend,” I said as I opened my door. I rolled out the poster and handed him a sharpie.
“They couldn’t find the big color poster of you doing the iron cross,” I said not wanting him to think I was too cheap to buy that poster. They really were out. “To” he paused. “I don’t know your name.” “Tom West,” I smiled. To my friend Tom West, always remember that I taught you how to perfect the iron cross, he wrote above the printed signature and then he signed it with the sharpie. He closed the pen and handed it to me. “I have that other poster back at the motel if you are interested.” “I couldn’t impose,” I began.
He insisted that it was the only way for me to get the color poster. I followed him to his rental car. Once in the motel room he closed the curtains and locked the door.
He searched for the right box and pulled out a tube. Tom, aim high! You have the potential to be an Olympian, Adam O’Hara he wrote. “Thank you so much,” I gushed. “How much do I owe you?” I knew that poster was selling for $30.00 so I pulled out my wallet.
“Put your money away,” he said as he lifted my hands up above my head and pinned my back against the wall. His hard body undulated. His crotch began grinding against mine. “There is another way you can pay me,” he whispered into my ear. “Are you getting turned on by my body?” he asked.
I could feel his hard dick rubbing against mine. “I.” I stammered and started to breathe harder. “I want you.” He breathed into my neck and my dick twitched. “Would you like to be the alpha dog of college gymnastics?” His voice was low and sexy. I couldn't do anything except nod in response and he stared deep into my eyes again. Our dicks rubbed against each other through our clothes and I could feel myself leaking pre-cum. He lifted me, turned around, and tossed me into bed.
A second later he pinned my body down. I so wanted to feel every inch of his body but my hands stayed at my sides. “Is this your first time?” he asked. My response seems to amuse him and he chuckled. “I’m honored. Should I show you what I’d like to see you do to me?” he asked.
“I’ll undress you and seduce you. Then you’ll seduce me.” “I don’t know” I said.
“I don’t have a very good physique and” “Lesson one, never think negative thoughts,” he said sternly. “You should have said: Wow I must be handsome and desirable if Adam O’Hara jumped my bones.” “But you are so muscular. You are an Olympic star. You’ve won gold medals. Do you find me handsome and desirable?” I asked as he lifted off my shirt.
Do you think I brought you here because you are ugly? Alright, then I want you to take off my shirt and explore.
Feel free to explore every inch of my body, explore anywhere that arouses you.” He gave me an assuring smile. I started by pulling off his tank top, revealing his perfectly chiseled body. I ran my hands from his neck to his chest and then down to his abs.
He started to breathe a little heavier when I touched the waistband of his shorts. He trembled when I ran my hands to his thighs and let my thumbs stroke his inner thighs. Feeling his body seemed to make his crotch twitch a little and he would groan a little every time I rubbed close to his cock. Then I proceed to kiss, lick, and work on each of his abs towards my ultimate goal which was his chest. I stroked and lightly pinched his nipples while watched his face glow with pleasure.
He stood next to the bed and I sat up before I pulled off his shorts. He wasn't wearing any underwear and his dick sprung into attention and slapped his abs, it is already wet and slick, oozing lots of pre-cum. Seeing that 8 inch giant I hesitated. “Go on, lick it, taste it” he whispered. “You don't have to swallow the whole thing.” “I don’t Tell me if I if it feels good,” I said to make my negative thought positive.
“Just watch your teeth,” he hissed. “Oh yeah that feels so good,” he whispered.
I started to suck on the head of his dick and then I slowly began to lick down his shaft inch by inch. “Lick my balls too,” he told me.
I never considered doing that but when I did his body trembled. I slowly lapped at his balls while I used my hands to jerk his dick. “Yes, that’s it!” he groaned. I stopped and sat upright. He grabbed my head and thrust his dick into my mouth again. I wrapped my lips around his prick and started to suck harder with every thrust. Each time his dick would twitch at the back of the throat.
“Yes, suck me hard! I'm close!” His rhythm started to feel a little erratic and next thing I knew, his balls pulled up and he groaned.
Ughhh!” he yelled and he started to cum in my mouth. Four or five jet of cum shot to the back of my throat and I tried to swallow as fast as I could. He pulled his dick out of my mouth and gave me a really satisfied grin, “That was great! But now it’s my turn!” With that, he made me stand and proceeded to rip off my pants and briefs.
My dick sprang free. I was leaking a lot of pre-cum and I felt like I was ready to cum.
What he did to me next is hard to describe because I was attacked on several fronts simultaneously. He used both thumbs to slowly rotate and rub both of my nipples as he kissed my neck and nibbled my ear.
My dick rubbed against his body causing it to twitch and drip more pre-cum. He eased me into bed and then he proceeded to slowly suck and lick around my torso and then nibble on my nipples as I squirmed under him. “Are you about to cum?” he asked as he let out a groan of pleasure. I whimpered in response which made him grin as he moved further down between my legs.
He began to suck around the base of my dick and balls while teasing my nipples with his fingers. He stimulated my dickhead with his tongue and then blew a stream of air over the sensitive crown. He would slowly drive me into edge and then when I was about to cum, he would back off.
I would gasp each time when I was close and beg for release. He kept that up for what seemed like an eternity. I was putty in his hands. He gently pushed my legs back and began to eat my hole. It felt weird but I was in heaven each time his tongue plunged into me. He put some lube on his fingers and stretched my hole.
Ohhh!” I moaned as my back arched. “I feel like I could cum,” I groaned out loud. “Just overcome that feeling and enjoy it!
I'm gonna put my dick in now. Its gonna feel uncomfortable at first and it may even hurt, but you will enjoy it later. Are you ready?” I was so into my own sexual trance that I didn't realize what Adam was saying. I nodded my approval and Adam slowly pressed his dick into my hole. I yelled in surprise when the head of his cock popped in.
“Just relax Tom, I don't want to hurt you,” he assured me. Every time he moved I would squirm. He began to inch in again and before I could yelp he started kissing me.
Kissing him made things feel better and before I knew it his cock was fully buried in my ass and he slowly began to thrust in and out. His dick began rubbing against something inside me and it was causing jolts of sexual delight to flow through me. Every time he would thrust in I would shudder and my dick would jump and drip a little pre-cum. Adam you are making me leak! I feel like I'm gonna cum!” I moaned. Adam started to pick up the pace and started fucking my ass harder. Every thrust made me feel like I could cum.
I never felt so sexual. “Adam, what’s happening?” I grabbed onto his arms as he started to pump his dick wildly in and out of me. Every thrust made me shudder and drove me to the edge. I couldn't control myself; my dick couldn't take it anymore. I'm coming!” I yelled. It was like every inch of my body started to tremble and shake as pulse after pulse of cum shot out of my dick. I could feel my back arch and my ass clenching on Adam's hard dick.
Each thrust of his shaft made my cock shoot more cum and my ass clenched his dick even tighter. Your hole is so tight!” he moaned and the next thing I felt was him ejaculating gallons of his seed deep into my ass. I could feel his body shudder.
It was intense! He collapsed on top of me and my arms hugged his sweaty body.
He brought his lips to mine and kissed me. It seemed like his cock took forever to soften and pull out. When he rolled to my side I drifted off to sleep. The next time I opened my eyes Adam was spooning me and his hard cock was plugged into my ass.
“We need a shower,” he said as he pulled free and stood. “Join me when I get the water going,” he ordered. We showered and then we spent the rest of the night cuddling.
I could hear Adam slowly drift to sleep. The furthest thing from my mind when I went to the talk this morning was sex let alone sex with Adam O’Hara. That weekend when I wasn’t at work or in his bed, we were in the gym training. Sleep came easily, my confidence was soaring, and I was thinking only positive thoughts. Adam spent the next several weeks in town giving his presentation to the local colleges and high schools. He fucked me several times a day and trained me long after the last student left the gym.
Adam encouraged me to work out with weights and he even printed out his early lifting routines for me. He used a lot of cable work to strengthen my muscles. My body quickly responded. The worst day of my life was the day he left to continue his speaking tour. I never did qualify for the Olympics but we did win the regionals every year while I was on the team. After college I even won a couple of local bodybuilding contests.
I still get a Christmas card from Adam every year and I smile when I see the stick figure he draws of the man doing the iron cross. I still have those two posters. They’re framed and have a prominent place in my home gym and anytime I get discouraged or negative all it takes is a glance in the direction of the color poster to adjust my attitude. The other day I heard that Adam was going to be at one of the colleges in the next town to give a motivational talk so I bought a ticket. This time I was in a front row seat when he walked on stage. His personality still sparkled and his message was still inspirational. It spoke of choices and jumping at opportunities when they were presented; small decisions that change your life for the better.
I thought that he might tell them about our time together but he didn’t. I realized that everyone around me was so quiet you could hear a pin drop. They were all remembering a choice they made that changed their lives.
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The house lights came on and they announced that Adam was signing posters and books in the lobby. Being in the front I took my time leaving and once in the lobby I leaned against a doorframe and watched Adam charm the people. I could see he was tired but he was there listening like the person he was talking to was the only one in the room. As the last poster was signed he sat back as if remembering something. “I uhh, I uhhh uhhh.” I said like I was at a loss for words.
“You think you could sign my color poster of you doing the iron cross?” “Tom, Tom West!” He nearly flew out of the chair throwing his arms around me. “Fuck!” he whispered in my ear. He pulled back to arms length to look me over. “That poster is out of print,” he said for others to hear. He crashed into me again. “I have something in my hotel room for you; I want you to take off my shirt and explore. Feel free to explore every inch of my body,” he whispered.
“Let me clean up and then we’ll catch up with each other,” he said aloud. Later in his room. “I was thinking of you tonight and getting a little melancholy,” he said as he handed me a drink. “I expected you to say something like I met a young man long ago who” I chuckled. “I met a young man a long time ago who I thought was too young for me. I made a choice.
Instead of jumping at the opportunity when it was presented I made a decision to leave him behind. I told myself he needed time to grow and perhaps I would impose my will on him and not allow him to mature naturally. I would make him into something I wanted him to be instead of letting him be free to become a man on his own. I made a choice. That was a small decision that changed my life for the worse.
I came back and watched you graduate and saw you with that girl. I knew you were happy. I made another decision to go away forever even though I sent you a Christmas card every year. That card was a life line from me to you. Then you showed up tonight alone” “How did you know I wasn’t married?” I asked. “No wedding ring.” “You know that girl she’s my cousin Julie. What we have borders on incestuous according to her husband.
I’ve thought about a three way with her and her hunk but they are way too straight,” I laughed. “I” he looked like he was in pain. I reached over and held my hand over his heart and with my thumb I flicked his hardening nipple. He pulled away.
“Tom West you are such a jerk.” “Adam,” I said putting down my drink. I began to open his dress shirt.
“I should have done this years ago but I didn’t have the courage. I intend to pursue you until we are together.” “You are going to be pursed right back,” he said as he stepped in closer and lifted my polo shirt over my head. “I may never let you out of my sight again.” “That might be excessive,” I laughed. “Figuratively,” he said pulling me closer. We kissed and I knew he was right. I never wanted to be apart again. “What you looking at”“What do you mean Who am I”“I’m Drake Hughes, superstar athlete”.The little guy repeats his question.“Oh, so it’s you”“The real Drake, stuck in some body”.You pause and ponder for a second.“Makes you wonder what happened to my old one”.But you snap out of it and stare down the little man.“Sorry man, but we can’t change back”“The process is permanent”“And even if it was would you give up this”“I mean.
Things are going well cutting. My weight has been close to stable. There is a trend down, but with ocassional large spikes back up usually. Over the last eleven days my weight has been stableAn IFBB pro at my gym doesn't know we're having a competition.
I saw him doing leg press, then checked out how much weight he was using. He's only 50lbs ahead of me.The pro might have undefeatable arms, but he had better step up with his legs, because they are weaker than his upper body-if he doesn't I will overtake him.I can't stop flexing and feeling the firmness and larger dimensions of my Wunder Arsch (German: 'Wonder Ass'). Usually I will only test a muscle just to get an idea if the size and density.
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I have never worked specific muscles in such a variety of ways, and it has definitely paid off.Also, I got some good leg pictures on the 19th, Wednesday.' Happiness is the high you get lifting weights. Thinking will harsh your high bro. Let other people be unhappy for you. A blank mind gives you a bigger lifting high brah. Yeah, getting so jacked and stupid.
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