Regular Show One Pull Up Novels & Stories

The song believer, by Imagine dragons is playing, and I smile. Roman loves this song. I lean up against the back wall as I watch him, the beat to the music deep and sexy. Roman’s legs are straight as, he pulls himself up on the bar. His workout shirt is wet and clinging to his skin. Up, down, up, down, up, down. His ass is tight and muscular. Mighty fine. How strong do you have to be to do this many pull ups? He drops to the floor from the bar. Then bends over with his hands resting on his knees.

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"Sounds like something a stalker would say." He smiled and put his hands out to help me up. "Come on, let's go do some pullups and TRX exercises." He led me over to a large power rack in the center of the gym, pulled off his shirt, and hopped up, grabbing hold of the pullup bar. He gripped the bar as he pulled his body up, all the muscles in his upper body revealing themselves. Oh Goddess, I felt a strong tingle between my legs. I couldn't deny my strong attraction to Blake.

I said. He grinned like the devil himself. “Have you ever touched that pretty little pussy thinking about one of us?” My cheeks burned, but I answered honestly. “Yes… once or twice.” “Hot,” Chris muttered. “Which one?” “That wasn’t part of the question,” I laughed, squeezing my thighs together. “My turn. Chris—truth or dare?” “Dare.” “Pull your shirt up and show us those abs for ten seconds. And make it sexy.” Chris stood, slowly peeling his shirt up to his neck. His stomach was stupidly defined, the kind of abs that made you want to run your tongue along every ridge. He flexed, making them pop.

Girls were coming because apparently he was really famous among ladies. I was giggling at his discomfort when my phone showed me that Sarah sent me a picture. It was some dark room with weird setting. We play this kind of game a lot. I would have to stare it for few seconds and when I blink, I would see something else in the picture. I was going to stare when Alex snatched my phone from my hands. I looked at him confusingly after he deleted that. "Never ever stare at anything she sends, got it?"

“Pull against the band. Lift toes to shin.” Tiana gripped the table edges. Her foot trembled, moved an inch, held two seconds, collapsed. Frustration flashed in her eyes. Nikolai stepped closer, placed a hand on her shoulder firmly. “Again.” She tried. A tiny lift. Mara nodded. “Quality over quantity.”

She nods, and leans over and pecks him on the cheek, “Okay. I need to do a few warm up exercises for my fingers if we’re doing this today.” She turns and looks around the room. The ceiling had steel I-beams across it. She wraps her arms around one of the supporting pillars and quickly scales it, then crosses to the middle of one of the I-beams to do pull ups using her fingertips. George was watching her closely, but she tries to ignore him and focus on the exercises that she’d not had a chance to do yet. She turns herself around and does pull ups facing the other way, then does several turns on the beam, gripping with just her hands.

It was so easy to watch anyone in the pool from here. Wow. Tristan was at the pull-up bar in the center of the room, shirtless, his muscles flexing powerfully with every rep. His back was a masterpiece of tension and strength. His broad shoulders were nothing short of mouth-watering. Each pull-up was smooth and easy, like he could do them forever. I leaned against the doorframe, watching him in silence. Heat pooled low in my belly. There was something primal about seeing him like this. He finished a set and dropped lightly to the floor, breathing steadily. When he turned and saw me, his eyes darkened instantly, sweeping over my bare legs and his shirt hanging off my shoulder. “Morning,” he s

He walked out first. Sophie was already at the pull-up bar, stretching her arms like she had all the time in the world. A couple of early members were on the far side of the floor. Normal music. Normal morning. Nothing about it felt normal. Jake went to her. I stayed near the wall and pretended to check my phone. “Ready?” he asked her. Sophie hopped up and grabbed the bar. “Always.” He spotted her the way I had seen before — hands at her waist, close, easy. She did three clean pull-ups and laughed when he helped her down.