Chapter 2: Building Tension
As I lay on the yoga mat, my legs spread wide in a stretch, I couldn't help but glance over at Kyle. His shorts had ridden up slightly, revealing a tantalizing glimpse of his muscular thighs. I licked my lips involuntarily, wondering what it would be like to run my hands over his body.
Suddenly, Kyle shifted on his feet, causing his shorts to lower just enough to reveal his large penis. It was massive, thick and long, jutting out from his body like a weapon.
I couldn't help myself; my gaze lingered on it for a moment too long. Kyle noticed and quickly adjusted himself. He turned his eyes away in embarrassment as he realized what I had accidentally seen.
"Shit, I'm so sorry," he muttered, the color rising in his cheeks. "My shorts are just a bit too tight today."
I couldn't speak, as if my voice had been stolen away. All I could do was sit there, my legs still stretched wide, while Kyle gathered his things and apologized once more before hurrying out of the gym.