Big Booty Protein Powder Novels & Stories

"You should really use the one downstairs. Closer to home if something like this happens again." "I like my gym." The words came out more tired than defensive this time, some of my usual conviction worn down by pain and adrenaline. "Well, at least you've got good protein in you for recovery." She nodded toward the pantry. "That shake Mr. Kings ordered, it's got the amino profile good for muscle repair. I looked it up myself when it came in, wanted to make sure it was actually worth what he paid for it." "What he paid for it?" I frowned, shifting the ice against my knee. "I thought that stuff was like forty dollars a tub."

"Huh? What? Hey , Xavier .... Hello? Wait do not cut the call-" And he cut it (sigh).... Fine then, I will be waiting for you.... I plopped on my bed and started to scroll down on my phone... there were so many photos and videos of Xavier's Boxing match. Our university students has posted it everywhere.... Wow.... look at this Big buff Muscular Man . Looking so fucking fine with those sweaty muscles and abs.... His body proportion is insane, the way his veins are popping , the way his muscles are flaxing , the way his V line looks so sexy .... but wait, why is this man wearing shorts so low? I do not like it. I am sure everyone was drooling over him.... Damn , He is looking like a hot meal !

Just then, the door opened. Aaron walked in leisurely. "Did you two make me go out to buy supper just so you can talk smack about me behind my back?" Xante pushed up her glasses. "We're saying you have a good body. Is that bad-mouthing you?" Aaron placed the supper he bought on the coffee table and took off his jacket to show the muscles he was proud of. "It's true that I have a fabulous body. Here, I'm going to show you guys some tonight. I spent two hours in the gym every day and nurtured my body with good-quality protein powder. You're free to touch them!"

Navigating through the crowd, my attention was suddenly captivated by a commotion at the front. An extremely tall, muscular guy with shaggy brown hair and deep brown eyes was arguing with the staff. He was wearing khakis and a blue polo, which all the student-athletes were required to wear on days like these. He was at least six inches taller than anyone else around him. As a result, his frustrated voice boomed through the auditorium, making it sound like he was standing right beside me as he spoke. "I'm a junior. I've got better things to do than sit through this bullshit again!" he barked.