The Return of Sebby

Meanwhile, in one of the gyms in Paris, Rouge was exercising with his personal coach.

It was a rather unusual time of day for training. The gym, save for them two, was completely empty.

Rouge was sitting on a training device, wearing only his spandex shorts over the naked body. His coach was standing by him, counting the exercise's repetitions.

The young man's knees were moving together and then apart, over and over, while lifting the weights connected to the thing that he was pushing with his knees. Moving the knees apart was easy but pressing them back together took some real effort and really toned up his thighs on each movement.

Despite the exercise was supposed to be all about this straining of the muscles, for Rouge the main exercise was the opposite part. It would seem easier to release the weights but not in his case as he tried to also stretch his legs apart so far on each repetition that his coach kept whistling in disbelief.

On each releasing movement, the training device would push Rouge's knees completely apart and then even further behind his hip, almost defying the human anatomy.

Suddenly Rouge's ears got red like his dyed hair and the blush quickly spread all over his cheeks. For some strange reason he suddenly imagined his childhood's friend, Sebby, doing something really naughty, touching his ass, caressing it, and...

Rouge's buttcheeks squeezed as he gulped, trying to contain himself so the coach wouldn't notice all that.

"Are you alright, Rouge? Your face is all flushed. Don't overwork yourself there and take a couple of minutes to breathe and rest, then we'll do the next exercises. I don't want you to strain your muscles when your first show is barely in three weeks from now," he said and picked a bottle of water that he opened and handed to Rouge.

The coach tried to see if the young athlete has hurt in any way but as far as he could tell he looked fine.

Quite happy that the coach came up with the explanation by himself, without asking any embarrassing questions, Rouge decided that stopping for a few minutes wasn't a bad idea.

"Yeah, I guess I need to relax my legs a bit. Tell me when my break is over, Robert." The young man released himself from the training device and stood up, taking the coach's bottle and taking a few small sips.

Without giving it much though, Rouge just stretched in a split on the floor, put his hands behind his head and leaned backwards so easily that his upper back fully landed on his own rear thigh. "So what would you suggest we do after the break, coach?"

"I'd say, let's work on your stamina," Robert replied. "You need to run on the machine a couple miles. Your stretching is already good, but for your show you will need to do the acrobatic stunts where the flexibility alone is not going to help you."

"Sounds fair enough! That's why I needed a professional coach like you, else I'd just stretch all day long until I turned myself into a piece of rubber!" Rouge giggled and gently brushed his spandex-wrapped thighs with his fingers. He then rose from his backbend and lay down in the opposite direction, laying his chest all the way on his knee, giving himself the opposite stretch for a minute, before finally standing up and running on the spot. "I'm ready!"

Robert kneeled down and attached some weights to Rouge's ankles and wrists.

"This will help you improve your stamina," he explained before setting the machine's speed and effort levels. "I want to see you break a real sweat, then I promise we'll do some more stretching."

"Merci Robert!" Rouge stretched his legs one last time by high kicking in front and behind himself with one leg and then the other, his foot easily going over his head from both sides.

He then stepped on the track and started running. His body was already quite well toned after the several weeks of these exercises, even his chest was already bulging with two round pecs thanks to the balanced workout. His shoulders and biceps were a lot more round than a year ago.

His butt was now also perfectly defined, especially while he was running on the track in nothing but his red spandex shorts. His tight youthful buttcheeks moving like that was making quite a sight! He was developing a more and more desirable figure by all means and he didn't intend to stop.

He kept pushing really hard, outdoing himself on the running track until his entire body became just as shiny as the spandex. But he kept running, clenching his teeth because of the heavy weights on his wrists and ankles, but grinning at the same time, feeling the increasing warmth in his muscles with every step he made.

"Give me a hint how much is left, Robert, I hope I'm not outdoing it!" He exclaimed, panting on the run.

"Just a couple more minutes! You're almost the right shade of red!" Robert joked, getting to the machine and decreasing the difficulty progressively. He carefully observed how Rouge was doing to the adjustment, wanting him to push into his remaining stamina just enough to push his boundaries further.

Bit by bit Rouge slowed down, then jumped off the track and stood there, regaining his normal breathing. The shiny pecs on his chest were raising up and down heavily, his nipples were hard erect, his eyes big and round and his forehead covered with sweat drops.

"Phew!" He removed the water drops with the weight attached to his wrist. "That was a great run! I'm feeling so hot all over!" He was breathing heavily but grinning with enjoyment.

"Yes and you ran two more miles than before, you're really starting to build stamina." Robert praised him, handing him a towel.

Rouge put his face against the towel for a few seconds, then hanged it on his shoulders. "Man, I'm feeling like I'm oiled up with all that sweat on me," he giggled.

After his pulse and breathing normalized, Rouge wiggled his spine like a worm. "Wow, I rarely feel that limber, Robert!"

The coach nodded. "Now that your muscles are all warmed up, it's time we see if you can stretch even further! Show me your best, let's start with a triplefold."

"Well, I'm indeed feeling quite empowered! Let's see what I can do!" Rouge kneeled on a yoga mat and bent over backwards, walking his hands first between his own soles, then between his ankles, reaching all the way to the knees, meanwhile curving his spine more and more until it folded completely like a towel.

"Robert, can you lend me a hand or two?" he asked, reaching out between his legs, apparently having difficulties bending any more by himself.

"That's what I'm here for, boy!" Robert said reluctantly moving to help Rouge. His pupil was so talented that sometimes he lost track of his duties and simply enjoyed the show. "Ready? I'm going to pull at three...1...2...3"

"I'm ready already, just take my hands and pull hard as you can!" Rouge grinned excitedly. "Don't worry I'm still very far from my limit!"

Rouge's face was completely relaxed and excited in this super stretched pose, he was smiling at his coach from between of his own toned thighs. As his body was totally folded with his hips laying over his own shoulders, his bulge was quite shamelessly taking the topmost spot on his body in this position. "What are you looking at, Robert?" Rouge smirked.

"If I didn't know my age, I'd let myself believe I'm the one responsible for that nice tower gracing your spandex," he chuckled. "So is my training that good or you having someone in mind?" he asked and pulled harder to see if his pupil could go even further.

Rouge's butt squished tight against his own shoulder blades. "Ahh! Now that's a very good pull! Can you please hold it there for a sec!" Rouge half-closed his eyes, utterly excited by the stretch, feeling every inch of his spine stretched to the limit... So very excited that the "tower" topping his spandex turned into a growing magic castle that supposedly wanted to turn into a floating castle as it kept rising more and more.

Only after a few seconds Rouge realized that his excitement showed way too well. He blushed from the tips of his ears to the very tip of his nose.

"Both," he finally responded to the initial question. "I've been having someone on my mind earlier, but right now I confess it's your training…" Rouge bit his lip, trying to keep his face innocent, realizing how silly it must look right under that shamelessly growing bulge wrapped in tight red spandex right above his head.

"I knew there must be someone, but it's still flattering my training is well appreciated," the coach said and used a bit omre strength in pulling, trying to push Rouge slightly out of his comfort zone. Actually he wasn't sure if the boy had any limit at all what comes to bending his spine, but that was also interesting to find out.

"Gah! It feels so good!" It seemed as if Rouge's backbone had a direct connection to his boner. The softer his spine was getting, the harder was his bulge. "Robert, I'm sorry about what's happening but I swear, I'm going to have such an intense shower once we're finished! I hope you can forgive me!" And he grinned like a boy planning something really naughty.

"Yes, I was just going to tell you about the shower but you beat me to it! You'll be able to enjoy it soon, my lad, just a bit more practice…" he said and pulled much harder, determined to at least get either a grunt of discomfort or see how much Rouge's manhood could grow without tearing apart that tight spandex.

Rouge moaned at the hard pull, almost as if it's not his spine was being worked out but his more sensual body parts. His erection grew so much that now it seemed he had a shapely banana in his pants with a large plum on its top, along with two small potatoes at the bottom.

"Damn I… uh… I'm so... " he didn't know how to say it but then made up his mind. "Robert, can you… erm… pull those damned shorts off for me, I'm afraid that problem up there isn't going to wait until the shower and it's gonna tear my expensive shorts apart! I'm so sorry I have to ask for something like that!"

"Oh, the things I do for you, lad!" Robert joked and carefully pulled down the tight spandex shorts, making sure not to scratch them. "There you are. Your spandex is safe now. Should we see if you can take more pulling?" he asked and pulled harder without even waiting for an answer. He couldn't help but shamelessly admire the new additions to the revealed parts of his pupil's body.

The last tug pulled Rouge's body in such a tight spiral that his balls were now laying completely on the top of his red hair, his cock standing up at its full size, and the sheer amount of precum started flowing down its length.

Rouge kept thinking he's so lucky to have such an open minded coach, anybody else would have ran him into trouble by now but Robert was there being really peaceful and calm in such a… delicate situation.

Rouge suddenly gasped at even more pulling, already having difficulties passing the air in and out of his lungs, so much his body was crooked and folded like a human sandwich! But the excitement was also growing, compensating all the difficulties.

Rouge kept closing his eyes from time to time, clenching his teeth and grinning naughtily, sensing his soft hair brushing his own balls and feeling how much his erection was pulsating…

Every once in a while the thought crossed his mind that Robert was clearly able to see all that in every possible detail, but somehow that made Rouge even more excited to be watched by someone who was ready to support him in any situation. He wasn't sure if he wanted to get into a relationship with Robert but he sure was building up a lot of trust at the moment.

"One last pull and you earned your shower!" Robert said excited by the hotness of the scene he was part of, almost forgetting his coach's duties to be careful and attentive, only wanting to keep pulling Rouge's body more and more, even if it tried to resist.

Rouge's balls squished hard against the back of his head and he groaned from having way so many difficulties in his body at once, yet his face expressed utmost sexual excitement as he was pulled far beyond his comfort zone into a whole new unexplored area of limberness...

His balls squished some more and more, until he could no longer hold it… His cock began pulsating and several hot long streams of cum erupted from it like a volcano once the tension went way beyond the edge. The cum landed all over his hips, balls, thighs, some traces dropped on the mat, some on Robert's wrist, meanwhile the coach refused to release him even an inch the whole time as Rouge was orgasming, on the contrary he used the orgasm as a distraction to pull his pupil even more, so far that both of them unwillingly shared the same thought: wish there was a camera filming this record-breaking pose!

After he was fully drained, Rouge closed his eyes, panting heavily, trying to grasp as much air as his stretched chest allowed. He then started blinking while still panting, as if still not realizing what just happened…

Robert was really pleased and surprised at the same time, he sure hadn't thought it was possible to train someone to an orgasm and such an intense one too. He decided to take the final liberty to pull just a tad harder and asked: "Can you still breathe properly?"

"W- wha…" Rouge stared at him with his eyes half-closed and his face looking utterly tired. "Oh… I… oh my…" He had difficulties making sense of reality after so much heat rushed through his body.

He was still slowly regaining his senses, the exciting sensations in his cock were now slowly spreading along his spine too. He was stretched beyond even Rouge's own belief.

A sudden thought crossed Rouge's mind that if he managed to repeat this stretch on the stage, he could easily get into the Guiness book of records or something. He smirked at the thought of being called the best in the world, the very best among all the billions of people! But his tired brain only let him say: "Oh my… that was… really something!"

"It sure was, lad. Should I release you or do you want to find out if your balls can touch your nose next?" he said half joking half serious. "You'll have to promise me though, when you'll be famous, remember good old Robert!"

"Robert, I never forget my friends…" Rouge almost fully regained his breathing, having almost fully adapted to the stretch, his language was coming back to him and he decided to pull Robert into a small chit-chat to make sure his spine captures a good memory of this stretch that they managed to pull today almost by some miracle.

"In fact this person on my mind," Rouge continued. "He is my childhood's friend I haven't seen for several years but I still remember him as if it was yesterday! So no way I'll ever forget you, Robert! And if ever I hit a big fortune, I'll make sure that being my personal trainer will be your full-time job!"

He winked at Robert and then suddenly blushed, remembering what a good view his coach had of his toned thighs, his cute blushing face, and above all, his well shaved shiny balls and the now flaccid manhood peacefully laying on top of them...

It's good Rouge was quite open about being gay, else the situation might have given him a panic attack. But Rouge being Rouge, he only wondered how in the world his coach managed to resist the temptation of using his chance on the attractive, fit and fully ready youth that his pupil was…

"If I was 15, no, 10 years younger, I'd try making you forget about that friend of yours." Robert winked. "I hope you two will be reunited soon," he added and slowly diminished his pull, so Rouge could progressively unbend. "You're one of a kind, I hope you know that, Rouge," he said sincerely.

Rouge took the compliment with a light blush before he started slowly unrolling his spine which took him a good minute as he had never been pushed that far before and could now count every separate vertebra in his spinal column as they returned one by one to their proper positions.

Once his back was straight again, he pulled his spandex back on and took a long breath. Now it felt like his backbone was literally non-existent! It was so overstretched that it made him feel boneless. He sat on his soles and stretched a bit to the sides and twisted lightly. "Oh yeah… Now it was one productive day! Do you still have time, Robert? We could go to that cafe across the road, I wouldn't mind a salad with a sip of wine, I'm still feeling funny..."

"Sure, go take a shower, my boy, and I'll clean the place. Then I'll treat you as reward for today's astonishing's performance." He offered and started to clean the gym, starting off by washing his hands from Rouge's cum.

Realizing that he just said all that to his coach while standing in front of him all covered with his own cum, Rouge quickly ran to the shower, blushing even harder than before. He threw his spandex on the bench, turned on the water and made it run all over his sweating body, smiling and grinning to himself after such a hot dream-like training.

He couldn't believe such a thing happened to him in real life, it was more like some gay fantasy but.. it sure was real! After all, it happened to him and he knew he wasn't dreaming. Rouge started stroking his cock, while biting on his lip, taking too much pleasure from this day.

His cock almost instantly filled up and pointed upward its beautiful shiny plum head. Rouge grinned again, feeling too hot. His strong fingers moved along his erect member, rubbing the hell out of it and gripping his balls, as the water ran all over his toned body.

Being done with the cleaning, Robert went to the toilets, closed the door and stroked himself to the orgasm, relieving silently the fabulous show Rouge had performed for him.

His pupil was so handsome and skilled, he somehow envied that boyfriend of his. At least he'd keep this memory to the rest of his days for sure, he thought while cumming and instantly going for the second round.

"Better get ready," he told himself after his second orgasm, when pondering the option to cum a third time.

After getting another rich and fulfilling orgasm while fantasizing about being stretched by Sebby in the future, Rouge turned off the water and began to towel his body all over until he was finally dry and his red hair was a mess.

Still naked, he took out his mobile and turned the selfie camera on, then took a hairbrush and began laying his hair back in a cute admirable shape while looking at himself in the mobile's mirror app.

Once he was done, he took the mobile and aligned it to a good angle, smiled and took a nice nude selfie to make sure to remember this day as vividly as possible.

He checked out how it looked in the mobile's photo gallery and almost got a yet another erection looking at the attractive young man smiling at him from the screen, still a bit wet red hair laying on his forehead.

But having decided to save the next erection for home, Rouge went back to craving a good salad and wine. His muscles were still a bit tense but he knew a couple of sips of light alcohol would make him completely relax.

He pulled on his small red thong and then his blue jean shorts over it, then pulled on a white sleeveless t-shirt over the top and voila! A pair of shoes and he was equipped enough for the street! He went to the corridor to look for his coach.

"Ah there you are, my lad. Are you sure wine and salad is all you want? After a session like today you deserve a treat," he offered putting his hand on Rouge's back as they walked towards the exit.

"Are you sure, Robert? I don't want to lose that precious progress I had today, it's been a long while I didn't manage to improve so much!" Rouge smiled and blushed, still not being able to forget how great it felt to have his toned thighs squishing against his own ribcage from both sides. Even the thought of it was so arousing! He felt so full of life that he honestly wanted to jump around like an idiot!

"I'm not telling you to pig out or have rich dessert, but maybe some rice or pasta. You need some slow sugar, especially since we're working on your stamina," Robert explained. "I'll never advise you anything that would make you regress in your training or your flexibility."

"Achoooo!!" Suddenly Rouge sneezed so hard that his ears burned red.

"Oh no! Did you catch a cold from all that sweating?" Robert worried.

"N- no… I have the feeling someone is thinking about me right now…" Rouge suddenly felt a weird itching between his butt cheeks.