Super Jock Shorts - "Simon's Yoga Class"

Simon was being bogged down by the stress caused by his son’s many sexual misadventures and the overprotective blonde DILF was letting his worries run wild, affecting his work as a teacher and his duty as a father. Using the dildo and vibrating buttplug that Tommy gifted to him worked for the most part, but Simon needed to find another outlet to calm himself down, so while using the dildo for the fifth time that day--he found the perfect after work activity: Yoga! 

Mr. Maxwell Sizemore (self-described yoga guru) had opened a special yoga class down on Rosebud Lane and was offering spots for his classes for 100 dollars! The only requirements for his classes were to bring your own thongs and not to discuss anything that happens within a class to anyone on the outside. It bewildered Simon, but he ignored it after Tommy came back from school with Damon and his thighs were shiny with something thick, white, and musky. 

Apparently, Tommy made some new friends at school and they were handsy, teasing his son by playing around with his ass. 

The next morning, Simon arrived at the yoga class, which was made up of middle-aged men with various different kinds of physicalities. All wore thongs and nothing else, talking amongst each other or stretching, just waiting for their instructor to walk through the door and begin teaching. 

Simon was chatting with a balding Asian man who was a former bodybuilder, the man liked the attention he got from people fascinated with his muscles, even egging Simon on to touch and grope him while throwing compliments to the blonde DILF about his impressive ass. 

“Well thank you, I try to keep in shape from time to time, I really follow the example of my son, he has the same size ass as me.” Simon gushed to the Asian mountain of muscle squeezing and spreading his ass cheek, letting his mind fog over with pleasure and need.  

“Oh really? Well maybe we can set up some kind of lunch date and I can meet this wonderful young man, maybe he can show me some pointers on how to increase my glute mass.” The asian bodybuilder said, pressing his growing bulge into Simon, making sure that he felt it which he did. 

Before Simon could reply, the door at the back of the room slammed open and in walked Sizemore, who had stripped down to a small skimpy thong that barely contained his huge piece and balls. Sizemore was handsome, emerald green eyes that seemed to pierce into his soul, slicked back black hair that was tied into a bun on his head. 

“I’ll talk to you later, Simon.” His friend sauntered away over to his mat, but not before giving Simon a wink and a smack on his behind. 

Oh crap! Simon forgot to ask his name, distracted by the man messing around with his buns. He made a mental note to ask for his name and number after the class. 

Sizemore walked in between the DILFS standing on their mats to the front of the room, “Settle down class, before we start I want to welcome Simon to his first session here at Sizemore’s Yoga.” 

Everyone turned to fixate on Simon taking in his physique, the blonde beauty was still in his prime but all of Tommy’s homecooked food (he was really utilizing the skills he learned from his Home Econ class) had produced a layer of fat over his muscles. It even increased the size of his bubble butt, turning it dummy thicc and phat as fuck. Simon shyly waved at all of the daddies watching him, he thought he sensed a general feeling of eagerness, arousal, and hunger, especially coming from the new friend he just made. 

“Now like I do with all new clients, I’m going to ask if Simon could come to the front of the room to help me with this session of stretching and poses.” Sizemore announced. 

Simon was a little nervous, but wanted to help out in anyway he could. He walked past all of the other older males, trying to ignore them staring at his huge ass spilling out of the top of his blue thong. Sizemore gripped Simon’s shoulders, positioning the daddy to his left and having him bend over to stretch and reach his toes. 

“Stretch as much as you can--hold on--let me help you out here.” Sizemore gripped Simon’s waist, pushing his own hips out and pressing his package against Simon’s ass. 

Simon barely noticed until something warm began to slide down his legs. He could see in between his legs that it was precum, the musky smell of the thick syrupy liquid intoxicated Simon to the point that his head was feeling light. 

“Keep stretching, really feel your muscles getting looser and the tenseness in your being fading away,” Sizemore directed to the class, rocking himself and Simon back and forth really digging his cock into Simon’s hole. “Now as we return to a standing position, let’s start to go into the cow pose.” 

“Simon, do you know the cow pose?” Sizemore inquired of the daddy, who shaked his head ‘no’. “Well I’ll show you, let my hands lead your body okay?” 

Simon let the charismatic instructor grope his body, not paying any attention to the subtle nipple tweak that Sizemore gave him or the ass squeeze either. The only thing that he minded was when Sizemore kneeled in front of him and dragged his sweaty package all across his face, leaving behind smears of sweat and precum, which had turned the thong see through. 

Sizemore pushed on Simon’s ass cheeks pressing his face harder into the dick that threatened to spill out of the small thong pouch. Simon tried to tell him that it was getting hard to breathe, but Sizemore was busy chatting to the class asking them if they can feel the stress fading away or not. The instructor made another adjustment to Simon’s form, spreading his legs further apart so everyone could make the correct pose. 

Fucking hell, this daddy is stacked! Sizemore thought, making a note to begin private yoga and massage sessions with Simon. 

 “Ok now we’re going to hold this position for five minutes, which I know is longer than usual, but I think you can do it!” 

As Sizemore finished his sentence, Simon tried to gasp as the huge fucking dong slipped out of the tiny pouch and smacked against the DILF’s soft pink lips. Sizemore noticed but decided to run with it, trying to force his dick past Simon’s lips, eventually succeeding when Simon tried to call attention to the mishap. 

Maybe if I don’t do anything, he’ll notice the warm, wetness surrounding his cock and pull out, hopefully apologize for the accident and we can continue the demonstration without anymore...mishaps. Simon thought, but despite not doing anything not even giving Sizemore’s precum-covered cock a taste, the instructor continued to face fuck Simon. 

Simon thought he heard Sizemore groan and then buck his hips harder, a quiet whispering, “Oh fuck”, leaving his lips but tried to focus on keeping completely still. It became difficult though when Sizemore grabbed the back of Simon’s head, gripping his wavy blonde hair and began to really go to town on his face, spit and precum dripping down Simon’s chin a puddle forming on the ground. 

Although Simon thought no one was noticing what was going on at the front of the class, everyone was watching the new member getting dominated by the instructor, pulling off their thongs and gripping their dicks, giving them a jerk even helping each other out. 

Simon could feel Sizemore's dick hitting the back of his throat, he had no gag reflux at all since he had become an expert at sucking and deepthroating cock--Damon was excellent practice and a good fuck for a teenager. Sizemore could sense his orgasm incoming and pulled out of Simon's mouth, just barely holding on until he could get around the daddy to blast on his ass. 

The entirety of Simon's expansive bubble butt was coated with thick slimy cum, drenching the back strap of his thong in it too. Simon could smell the intensity of the cum and couldn't help as a quiver tickled his hole. The front of his own thong was soaked in precum while everyone else had wet thongs from cumming so hard at the sight. 

Simon couldn't wait to get out of the class, but not before he was pulled to the side on two separate occasions by the hulking Asian daddy and by Sizemore himself, both of them wanting to see if he could join them on somethings one on one. Trying not appease everyone, he said yes and then hurried home, rushing past Tommy to pound the fuck out of his hole with the dildo, even pulling out a pair of nipple clamps too. 

Still he wasn't satisfied and had to lure Damon into his room for round two, sucking and fucking a healthy gallon's worth of spunk out of his overfilled balls. Even though he was embarrassed beyond belief at yoga class, he still continued to go and became loaded with cum by not just Damon, but also everyone else attending the class. 

THE END

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