Chapitre 16: Chapter 16

Butch smiled at Ernie. “Something wrong?”

Something wrong! Hell no! Not with you at least. Ernie thought, letting his eyes run over the trainer’s buff body.

Butch was short, shorter than Ernie by a couple of inches. His physique was not that of a hard-core bodybuilder like that BigBiceps guy he’d chatted with online. But Butch had muscles, great muscles: well defined pecs and delts, biceps and triceps that were ripped. The barbed wire tat on one of his biceps set it off perfectly. Butch also had a definite lat spread which gave his back that classical V-shape. A patch of hair in the valley between the peaks of muscle on Butch’s chest narrowed and ran down his rippled abs in a line that disappeared into the waistband of his shorts.

No, there was nothing wrong with that at all. Ernie felt his cock tingle and plump.