Checking out the Goods

“Ninety-seven… ninety-eight… ninety-nine… one hundred!” Bulk Biceps pushed the bar all the way back up and let it slam down back into the heavy metal frame sitting above him. He sat up and flexed his muscles for everypony to see and yelled, “YEEAAH!” Looking around, he noticed that out of the twenty or so ponies in the train car, only a few turned and cheered with him before turning back to what they were doing.

“Oh my, a hundred reps in under five minutes?” Fluttershy asked as she settled down beside him, folding her wings. She sat down and peered at the weights on the barbell. “Wow, a hundred and fifty pounds. Isn’t that a lot for you?”

Bulk grinned. “Nah, this is nothing. I just forgot to bring some heavier weights from home; it’s why I’m using this one.” Bulk Biceps started stretching as he swung his legs over the side of the bench, facing Fluttershy.

He’d had his eye on her for the past few weeks, but he’d been too afraid of asking her out on a date, especially in front of all of her friends. He couldn’t bear the thought of what everyone would think of him if she’d turn him down.

“Really? How much do you usually lift?” Fluttershy asked with a friendly smile, watching him squirt some water into his mouth.

“Eh, around three hundred and twenty pounds or so.” Bulk tossed his water bottle to the side and laid back down. He placed his hooves in the proper position and lifted the barbell again. Without breaking a sweat, he started pounding out rep after rep as fast as he could, hoping to impress Fluttershy. Keeping his gaze locked on the bar, he was surprised when Fluttershy suddenly climbed up and sat on top of it, centering herself between his hooves.

The added weight was not a problem for Bulk. In fact, he appreciated it since the weight was now closer to what he was used to. Not to mention it gave the mare of his affections a front row seat. With a cocky grin, he gave another one of his signature yells and increased his pace.

Every ten or so reps, he noticed that Fluttershy’s tail would flick to the side, giving him the briefest of views of her marehood. While this would have been a more-than-pleasing sight on any other occasion, her tail tickled his muzzle every time he lowered the bar. With a small grunt of effort, he pushed the bar all the way back up and held it there. Knowing full well what he was about to ask, he bent his neck forward, trying to resist the temptation to look under Fluttershy’s tail.

“Fl–Fluttershy?” Bulk asked through gritted teeth. “Your ta–tail keeps getting in the way!” He took a couple deep breaths to steady himself, trying to think clean thoughts. “It keeps tickling me!”

“Oh! Sorry!” he heard Fluttershy say before she flicked it away from his muzzle. “This any better?”

Bulk started sweating and it took every ounce of willpower to keep his gaze averted. The way that Fluttershy was perched on the bar put her marehood on full display, and he didn’t want to be caught looking without her permission. She was such a sensitive mare, and if she saw him staring at her like a pervert who’d just discovered sex, he knew he’d lose his chance to properly ask her out. With an inward groan, he noticed that she kept her tail held off to the side with a hoof, giving him no respite.

To make matters worse, now that his mind was on sex, he couldn’t help but realize that due to his position on the bench, Fluttershy had an unimpeded view of his sheath and balls. Thankfully, he hadn’t popped a boner yet.

Bulk grit his teeth and decided to bite the bit. He had always been taught how to use gym equipment safely. That included resting his head on the bench and looking up, which was supposed to help him maintain his balance.

Moving his head back into the proper position, Bulk got his first real look at Fluttershy’s marehood. The way the pegasus was perched on the bar spread her legs just enough to give him a perfect view of her slit and tail-hole. As he started to lower the bar, he tried to look anywhere but Fluttershy’s privates, but he couldn’t help it.

Keeping the bar held up for so long had tired him out a little quicker than he would have liked, and he had a little bit of trouble pushing the bar back up. The fact that Fluttershy’s slit was only inches away from his muzzle certainly didn’t help, and his hot breaths didn’t have anywhere to go except right up against it.

“Hey… a little help?” he groaned, faking difficulty with lifting the weights.

“Sure thing!” Fluttershy gave her wings a couple of gentle flaps, giving her just enough lift to let Bulk push the bar all the way back up.

Bulk stared wide-eyed at Fluttershy’s rump. With every beat of her wings, her lower lips would spread open ever so slightly, letting him see just how pink she was on the inside. And if he wasn’t mistaken, he could have sworn that she was a little wet.

With another grunt, he slowly lowered the barbell again, but this time he also took in a deep whiff of Fluttershy’s scent.

“Oh, um, is something wrong, Bulk?” he heard Fluttershy ask, her voice sounding completely innocent.

“Uh, n-no,” Bulk said nervously. He didn’t lift her up again, mainly because he felt his sheath start to twitch. He thought about making an excuse and getting away before he embarrassed himself, but if he didn’t finish his set first, Fluttershy might know something was up. In short, he was stuck.

“Are you sure?” Fluttershy asked again, lowering her voice slightly. “You seem a bit… tense.”

“N-nothing like that,” Bulk replied a little too quickly. It took all of his stamina and willpower to keep the bar level. “It’s just… There’s… a view, a nice one at that.”

“Oh? What sort of view?” Fluttershy asked a little too casually.

Bulk rubbed his thighs together again. “You know!” he blurted, unintentionally putting a little frustration in his tone. Is she really that innocent, or is she just messing with me?

“Oh!” Fluttershy gave a small, dainty gasp as if she was just now catching on.

“I wasn’t looking!” Bulk said frantically. “Er, I mean, I was but I didn’t mean to! Not that it’s not nice, but—Gah!” Well, great! Now she thinks I’m a pervert. So much for asking her out. His shoulders slumped ever so slightly, the slight movement just enough to make Fluttershy flap her wings to steady herself. Once again, she inadvertently spread herself for him.

“Oh, don’t worry,” she said in a soothing tone. “It’s perfectly natural. You’re just a very healthy stallion.”

“Uh… Right,” Bulk said, still sounding uncertain. He started pushing the bar back up, but what Fluttershy said next very nearly caused him to drop both it and Fluttershy in shock.

“So… Do you like it?” Fluttershy asked, her voice lowered so that only he could hear her.

Bulk blinked. “Huh?”

Fluttershy lifted her tail again and this time she held it there. Bulk actually groaned out loud as he felt blood rushing to his groin, the head of his stallionhood starting to peek out from his sheath.

“Do you like it?” Fluttershy asked again, lowering her voice an octave. Bulk saw her take a look at his groin again. There was no doubt in his mind that she saw his staff starting to grow between his hind legs. He knew that if she kept up her teasing, he’d be at full mast in front of everypony.

“Um… Yeah,” he said hesitantly.

“Well, I don’t mind,” she said calmly. “It’s only fair.”

Bulk tilted his head in confusion, once again nearly losing control of the bar. “Fair?”

“You know, because I’ve got quite the view myself,” Fluttershy said. “Quite nice, too.” As the bar lowered, she reached down with a hoof and slowly traced it along his rock-hard chest, causing him to give a ragged gasp of surprise.

“Oh. Um… Thanks,” he said awkwardly. His white fur betrayed his blush, and he struggled to find something, anything else to focus on.

“In fact, it’s so nice, that I’m feeling a little tense myself,” Fluttershy continued. “In fact, I think I need somepony’s help in blowing off a little steam…” She glanced over her shoulder and stared into Bulk’s eyes with a seductive smile.

Not even a moment later, Bulk watched as a couple drops of the pegasus' arousal slipped from her marehood, falling in what seemed like slow motion until they splattered on his chest. He stared up at Fluttershy, at a loss for words as the scent of her sweet nectar caressed his nose.

There was a long pause as he decided what to do. As he stared into Fluttershy’s eyes, he knew this was the moment, possibly the only one he’d ever get. Biting his lower lip nervously, he smiled and asked, “Umm… bathroom?” his voice teeming with lust for the yellow mare.

Fluttershy's smile grew wider. “Bathroom.”