Change his Mind - part 3
"Give me another rep, faggot," Brutus growls in my ears. His hands wrap around the bar, but he refuses to pull, forcing me to shake and quiver as I try and push the weights up so that I can rack them. I'm not going to make it and I know I won't, Brutus...
Change his Mind - part 2
October rolls in, and I still manage to go to the gym twice a week, as per Brutus' instructions. While I've only been to the gym a total of eight times now, I still see some of the results. Brutus says that's normal, that you get the most results when...
Instant Message
?Zev threw his backpack into the corner, the empty sack landing on the carpeted floor with a dull thup. School always syphoned the energy from the fox, but he knew that at the end of a long day he could come home to his computer and relax. He cracked...
Change His Mind Part 1
There's a reason I've never been to a gym before. I'm going to make a fool of myself is the primary reason, followed closely by the fear that I'll embarrass myself while ogling all of the huge guys lifting, sweating, and generally being the kind of...
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Ring a Ding Dong
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All
As all is all there is to give, The purpose that I live, Then giving all is all I'll do, Should giving all please you. But if all proves to lack something, Though all is everything, In vain are all my efforts made, And all begins to fade. Yet...
For These Things I Cry
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