Regular Show One Pull Up Novels & Stories

I bet his abs are undoubtedly another amazing sight like the rest of his body. Unfortunately, I haven’t been able to sneak a peek because it’s like he has made it a point of duty to cover the entirety of his torso. Josiah finished his push ups without breaking a sweat and moved to his pull-ups. “You got something you need me for, Red or you’re just gonna stand there and ogle me?” “I wasn’t ogling you. I am secretly praying for you to break a knee or something. Perhaps a heatstroke would be better. I am going to read a book.”

He pulls my dress down my shoulders and drop it to the floor. I turn around to face him, I tangle my fingers in the seam of his shirt and pull it over his head. Moving my hand down is sculpted chest, over his perfectly formed abs, I work to losing his buckle. I undo the button of his pants, pull down his zipper until I see his hardened length. I pull his denims over his incredibly tight ass and drop them to the floor.

, Riley raised her brows impressed and inflating my ego. Getting up from my back, she roamed around the gym looking at the machines and equipment. I got up on my feet towards the pull up bar, and started to do pull ups making her whistle as she clicked more pictures. "Get down, its my turn now", She declared and motioned me to get down as I raised my brow. "You doubting my strength mister?", She sassed crossing her arms as I smiled tucking her hair that escaped from her ponytail behind her ear and wrapping my hand around her slender waist and one hand cupping her beautiful soft face. I love her.

Jasper said dotingly, "In order to ensure that you could hit the enemy without missing, I will train your speed and the strength of your fingertips in the future. Do you know how to train?" Stella shook her head. Although she had done some research on psychology, she knew nothing about training. "How?" "First, lift the dumb bell for one hour, half an hour in the morning and half an hour in the evening every day. Then followed by six sets of pull ups, three sets in the morning and three sets in the evening, with 30 pull ups in one set. Let's do it this way and take it slow." "Pull-ups? I can't even do one."

“She’s probably wet already.” Marcus got dared to do twenty push-ups. He didn’t even hesitate. Just dropped into position on the rug, arms flexing under his t-shirt, that big body moving in a slow, controlled rhythm. Every time he lowered himself, the muscles in his back shifted under the fabric. His ass flexed in his jeans. A bead of sweat rolled down the side of his neck. Jake started counting loud. Tyler joined in. I couldn’t look away. “Deeper, Marcus,” Jake teased. “Show Vee how you do it.”

The air thickened with challenge. Two could play this game. I leaned against the doorframe, deliberately casual, and crossed my arms under my breasts. The movement made my towel shift, riding up my thighs. I watched his gaze flicker down, then back up. His jaw tightened. He did three more pull-ups, muscles straining, before dropping to the floor with cat-like grace. He grabbed a towel, not to cover up, I noticed, just to wipe his face. When he turned to face me fully, I had to work to keep my expression neutral.

If this works, then why not? I'm actually impressed by Riley. Even though he was fast by only 2 seconds, that's progress from the bullshit he's been pulling. This gives me hope that he's getting there. After training is over, we see the disappointment on the faces of the girls. Marcus pulls off his top to show them his sweaty abs. The girls scream. Some take pictures. Then he bows. "Thank you. Thank you." His voice is loud. "Make sure you come and show your support on Friday evening."

I asked, but he shrugged, and immediately I got the memo. I stood without waiting for an answer and made my way to the center so everyone could see me. “Listen up, everyone. I don’t know what may have gone down while I was away, but please, I’m back, and we can’t keep pushing each other away.” I turned to Jordan, who had been playing with Andrea. “Jordan Denver, is there anything you have to say to John and everyone?” His body stiffened up when I called him, but eventually, he joined me where I stood. “You’re right, Jess. I do have something to say.” He cleared his throat, and I stepped away, letting the attention fall entirely on him.

"Wait a minute." He stepped back and pulled his shirt off, the thick muscle along his chest and down his stomach drawing her attention. "Why? You gonna follow through on your promise?" He pulled his pants down, taking his briefs with him. "Do a strip tease and have my cock so rock hard that it hurts?"

“It wasn’t him! You just found a random person to help your case!” That man, James Swift, did not want to admit it either. He kept saying that he would report me to the police. I smiled and said, “Don’t worry. I’ll get him to speak.” Adam immediately severed his pinky. James yelled in pain, and Mandy screamed in fear. “William…” She gulped. “Just let it slide. I’m afraid. Let’s go back, please? Jade is insane.”