The C.F.N Gym Pt. 02

*Author's note: Well part 2 has finally arrived after quite a delay! I was actually surprised that the first part was as popular as it was, being by far my most popular work. Given that I really wanted to make sure the follow up was up to everyone's standards. I had to stop writing it a few times as it felt forced. I'm glad I did as I got inspired over the last week or so and was able to finish. I'm very satisfied with the final product and I hope you all like reading it as much I liked writing it!*

Greg stood there as dozens of expectant female eyes locked on to his nude self, ready to lead the about to start swim class. It was his first day at his new job as the nude swim instructor for the bathing suit clad female class. He did what he could to stifle the trembling he felt bubbling inside him as he had never been naked before so many women before. He spied Brooke the freckled red-head in the pool like he suspected. She wore an encouraging smile on her face.

"Alright class." He spoke trying to sound manly and authoritative which was difficult being naked and the center of attention. "I'm the new swim instructor Greg. I won't keep you ladies waiting any longer so let's get started. Just start moving your bodies like so." He instructed as he lifted his legs up one at a time, twisting his torso, rotating his shoulders, and swinging his arms. The motion caused his muscles to flex and contort while his dangling balls bounced and his rigid cock danced. The ladies in the pool seemed to enjoy it as they each grew gigglier as he moved. He fought the blush he could feel rising as he did this.

At the front, staring right up at his junk less than four feet away was a heavy woman in a floral one-piece bathing suit, her eyes glued to his cock. She had brown hair in a bun and dark brown eyes, her massive tits sloshing the water around with each movement. Her open-mouthed expression indicated her captivation with the cock dancing just above her face. "Excellent class! Everyone is moving quite well!" He said trying to suppress his nerves. He then instructed the women to kick their legs up and out to the side alternating between each side. They did as they were told but their subtle laughter kept growing as they got better and better views of Greg's bouncing balls.

"Alright ladies! We're going to start warming up our glutes!" He announced and turned around soliciting some whistles and a few catcalls. Greg's blush was now at its maximum as he said they would do reverse leg raises; he felt his glute contract as he kicked his leg back. He turned back around and found that most of the women were wearing suppressed smirks. His heart was racing so hard he thought he'd never had to do cardio again.

"Now it's time to stroke in place!" He announced swimming his arms through the air.

A lady that Greg couldn't identify yelled "I see something I'd like to stroke!" and the class broke out laughing, pausing their activity. Greg stood there embarrassed, he managed to regain his composure and resumed the exercise. The class, still giggling, followed. He started looking across all the women's faces. There was the heavy woman in front who seemed to only be interested in staring at Greg's dick as she moved. He found her sloshing tits to be quite distracting. Next to her were a pair of older women with a bit of pudge. They were both grey-haired and especially giggly. They seemed to be more interested in spectating than actually exercising. Beyond them was a group of three ladies appearing in their forties, all of them had the bimbo look down with tans and skimpy bikinis. They seemed the most focused so far, being in the best shape. Next to them was Val wearing a Cheshire grin as she too worked diligently, her black suit clinging to her tits. Greg couldn't tell as she was far enough away, but it seemed her nipples were poking through. In the back were the college age girls who wore a variety of one-pieces, bikinis, athletic swim bras. Some sleight, some curvy, all giggly. Among them was Brooke, her freckled face smiling at Greg. When he made brief eye contact she winked causing Greg to lose composure for a moment.

His loss of composure didn't go unnoticed as the women had a low giggle. He managed to get back in control and told the class to move on to the next movement. "Time for the breast-stroke." He said as he demonstrated.

"How about this breast-stroke!" One of the grey-haired ladies in front said as she pressed her tits forward. The rest of the class laughed raucously at the joke. Greg was glad they were at least having a good time.

"Very nice ladies!" He complimented them trying to keep the class focused. He told them to start running in place, some did, others were more or less walking, then he had them put their arms straight over head while running. He regretted it instantly as the he now saw dozens of tits swinging freely before him causing his erection to pulse. The heavy women in front and the old ladies all grinned at it transfixed. Greg couldn't help but sneak a peek at Brooke as she too followed his instruction. Her grin was knowing as she seemed to be deliberately shaking her tits instead of running. She winked again and bit her lip. Greg gulped.

"Alright class now for the back stroke!" He said voice breaking momentarily. The grey-haired ladies looked to each other and smirked. The class did as they were told. One of the grey-haired ladies raised their hands.

"Instructor! I don't understand the stroke; can you get in the pool and help me with some...hands-on instruction?" She said with a devious smile.

"Sure!" Greg said his voice once again breaking. He walked to the pool edge and lowered himself in next to the heavy woman. When he turned around, he found her sporting a blushing smile seemingly nervous he was so close to her. He lightly swam over to the woman who asked for instruction as she and her friend smirked mischievously at the naked man.

"So how do my arms go again?" She said as she sloppily swung them around. Greg could tell she was feigning ignorance on the technique, but he also knew he couldn't refuse to help her as it was his duty. He maneuvered past her friend; she pinched his butt under the water as he passed. He suppressed his reaction as he was warned of the "handsy" nature of the class. He touched the woman's arms asked for further instructions as he stood in front of her. He found it too difficult to move her arms properly from the front and she suggested as much, she further suggested to get behind her and help. Once in position he found her rubbing her ass against his rigid cock. The sensation sent Greg's head swimming. He managed to maintain enough focus so that he could guide her arms, but he found the swimsuit clad ass against his dick more than a little distracting. She looked seductively over her shoulder at him.

"I think you have it now miss." He said releasing her, and she expressed some disappointment. As he moved away, he felt her fingers graze his cock as she smirked at him.

"Alright everyone, resume the backstroke!" He yelled from within the pool moving towards the edge to get on the deck again. He removed himself from the pool as his ass came into view a few women whistled at the sight. Greg stood there once again now dripping wet, the water apparently enhanced the show of his muscles as the woman in front was now staring directly at his abs. "Alright class now pump your arms and raise your knees. Like so." He demonstrated the new movement and the class mirrored.

A college age girl in the back next to Brooke spoke up. "I'm sorry, but I don't really understand this one. Can you come here and show me?" She said with a seductive mischievous grin. Greg gulped as he once again submerged into the pool. The heavy woman was still just as shy as he passed, blushing furiously. He instructed the class to continue the movement as he waded through the pool. One of the grey-haired ladies pinched his ass under the water as he passed. He made his way to the college age girls. Greg was glad he was in the water as his dick was throbbing as he approached her. The other girls were eyeing down his chest as he approached. The girl who asked for instruction was wearing a red one-piece bathing suit that wouldn't have looked out of place on Baywatch. She had brown hair in a bun, green eyes, and luscious lips that formed the same grin she wore as she called him over.

Greg came up behind her, the college girls were not as grabby as the older women, so he passed without contact. He didn't know if that was a good or a bad thing. Once behind her, he tried to keep his throbbing dick from the young woman's ass. He took her arms in his own so that he could guide her through the motion. Once his hands were occupied, she backed her ass onto his cock. She looked to Greg knowingly as she gyrated against him. It was impossible for Greg to focus, try as he might. He eventually was able to get her to move her arms in the proper fashion, releasing her as soon as she got it. He suspected that she knew all along how to do the exercise, but just wanted to tease him.

"Instructor why don't you lead the class on this side for a while?" She suggested.

"S-sure!" He said turning to get out of the pool. He jumped onto the deck to another round of cat calls towards his ass. He did an about face and found that the class was already facing him. He demonstrated the next movement and asked the class to do as he did. This time they seemed to all know how to do it. He went through three more exercises and on the third another woman spoke up for some help, this time it was Brooke. She had a devious smile on her freckle-flecked face as she asked.

He gulped and got in the pool in front of her. Even in the cool pool he felt the heat rising between them, she grinned at him as he approached. He was hesitant to touch her as her body was arousing him so thoroughly. He touched her skin and felt chills from her soft skin, she looked over her shoulder at him lustfully. She pressed her ass against his dick, the thong bikini leaving her cheeks bare. The skin-to-skin contact was far more thrilling than the bikini clad contact previously. He felt his breath quicken as he tried to calm down unsuccessfully. He noticed then her nipples were pointing straight out, and his cock throbbed against her ass. She looked at him again biting her lip. She seemed to immediately pick up the movement and so Greg released her and moved away. Her apparent disappointment was plastered on her face.

He emerged from the pool again and resumed instruction. The women all seemed to be blushing now as their blood and other liquids had been flowing fervently for the whole class now. Greg couldn't see himself, but he knew he was blushing furiously as well.

"Alright now jumping jacks like so!" He demonstrated feeling his junk bounce with every jump. The girls all giggled as they watched, clearly enjoying the show. They all followed his example and suddenly Greg regretted the movement as he saw a bevy of bouncing breasts in front of him. His dick throbbed and he almost doubled over from the sensation. He dared to look at Brook and her bouncing tits. She wore her same devious expression, and he couldn't help but be turned on by her. He also looked over and saw Val's bouncing tits too. When she saw him looking, she winked and seemed to stick her tits out more.

Greg was so embarrassed and turned on at the same time. He looked at the clock on building and saw, much to his relief, the class was almost over. He only needed to instruct for 10 more minutes, and he would finally be able to get out of there and find some respite from the onslaught of lust that was assaulting him unabatingly.

"Alright class it's time for the last portion of the class!" He announced and went through a series of exercises for a couple minutes each finally reaching a cooldown. He felt some relief as he drew class to a close. He wanted to turn and leave right then, but just as he was about to do so he heard Val's voice.

"Oh instructor! I think you forgot, but at the end of class there is 'fun time' for everyone who attended. I don't think anyone here wants to miss out on that..." She said with a wicked grin. Greg felt his pulse rise and his dick throb. He still didn't know exactly what 'fun time' constituted but he had an idea.

"Oh! Um I guess you're right...what would the class like to do for 'fun time'?" He asked incredulously and he saw a dozen mischievous smiles appear simultaneously. Greg gulped and waited for their response.

"I didn't get a close enough look during class!" Val said smiling. "Can you come over here and demonstrate your form for me..." She said with a wink. Greg came over to her knowing that this was a part of this job. He was so worked up from all the attention he almost dreaded any more of it before... taking care of himself.

Once standing right next to Val he found that some of the other women were leaving, but the others moved closer. Among them were the grey-haired women, the heavy floral suit clad woman, and of course Brooke. "So Val, uh, what did you need demonstrated?" He asked nervously.

"I needed a bit more instruction on the Breaststroke actually..." She said winking.

"Easy enough you see the key is..." He started demonstrating only to be interrupted by Val speaking up.

"I actually needed you to demonstrate turned around, I need to see how your back muscles move throughout the exercise to, you know, really get it." She said with a mischievous grin.

"Oh okay..." Greg blushed again and turned around. This time given the smaller audience there were no audible catcalls this time. He imagined the women ogling his bare ass and it further embarrassed him. Now facing the windows and the women who stayed behind to sunbathe and probably to see the show he put on, they were all older, probably older than Val. Some napped, others had neutral expressions as they sat up, but a few had that dirty small smile that horny mischievous women sport when acting voyeuristically. He gulped as he realized their gaze had been on him the whole time from behind. Now they were going to get a show of his protruding package.

Greg, wanting to wrap this whole show up, began quickly demonstrating the breaststroke, desperately trying not to focus on the few women in front of him who were clearly checking his nude body out. The women from the class he could at least pretend they were there for fitness, but the spectators were clearly only there for the show.

"You're going too fast Greg." Val called from behind. "You need to slow it down really show us how those muscles work..." She said with a hint of seduction in her voice. Greg did as he was told and slowly moved his back through the whole range of motion for the stroke. "Mmmmm much better..." Val encouraged. Greg was grateful she couldn't see how much her voice affected his already erect dick. Unfortunately, the women in front of him had no subtlety, as the few who were brazenly ogling him lowered their sunglasses, with one of them even licking her lips and grinning deviously. Greg so desperately wanted to get out of there and take care of the very thing they were all happily teasing and staring at.

He continued for another minute before Val spoke up again. "Thank you Greg, now I'll definitely know how to do that during next class!" She said excitedly, Greg thought he heard Brooke giggle at that. He turned around and saw the few women remaining were sporting very devious grins.

"If that's all you ladies needed then I think I will call class to an end..." He spoke.

"Wait!" one of the grey-haired women called out. "Can you demonstrate the jumping jacks again! I want to make sure I know how to do them right!" She said her grin never shifting. Not wanting to waste time, he started jumping at once fighting every rising nerve in his body just wanting to get this over with. His embarrassment peaked as the ladies unapologetically followed his dick and balls up and down never breaking their gaze away from his oscillating appendage.

He finished and his face burned, and his dick ached. "Ok I think that is enough demonstration of that exercise, if that is all I am going to call class over."

"Actually, there was one more thing..." The woman wearing the floral suit spoke up shyly blushing. "Can you demonstrate the butt raises again...I don't think I got 'em quite right..." She said with a blushing smirk almost too embarrassed to look at Greg while talking. He too found her shyness was contagious as the thin veil of pretense was pierced by it. Her shyness confirmed for Greg she only wanted to watch his ass flex one more time before he finally left. He turned around silently as he felt her shy gaze burn into his taught ass. He gulped and began flexing his buns and going through the exercise in silence. Greg closed his eyes and tried to calm down but the being on display for so long was too much and he desperately needed some alone time.

"Ok class." He said without turning. "I think that is enough demonstration for one day! I have another class this afternoon and I need some rest time before then!" He said too loudly as his nerves got the better of him.

He turned to walk and saw Marla standing by the gym door. It was just barely closing with what looked like a feminine silhouette running through it. Greg didn't get a very good look at it, but whoever it was they seemed to be wearing a gym employee shirt. The shadow only held his attention momentarily as he stood naked on the pool deck with a raging erection pointed directly at his boss who sported a sexy smirk as she strode towards her newest employee.

"That was excellent Greg! I think you are a natural!" She said happily as she closed the distance between them. Coming to stand only mere inches away from Greg. Her closeness, his vulnerability, and his clear arousal on display made him feel very hot.

"More like Au naturel!" Brooke said as she walked past them to lay on one of the lounging chairs. Marla stifled a giggle and Greg continued to fight his ever-present blush.

"What did you think of your first class?" She asked as she brazenly dropped her gaze and stared at his standing stick.

"It was...interesting." He admitted. "It will definitely take some time to get used to..." He added.

"Yes, I understand it always takes time to adjust to the...exposure." She said never raising her gaze once. The tension was really mounting in Greg. It was one thing to be the center of attention for a large audience, there was some dissociation with that feeling. Being this close to a woman unapologetically objectifying him though...it was too much especially after all the tension building up. His dick started throbbing involuntarily. He wanted to die right then as his boss giggled at his involuntary display of arousal.

"Marla can I..." Can I get the fuck outta here and take care of this aching boner!?

She giggled and raised her gaze to his eyes. "Of course, I'll see you here for the afternoon class. I'll probably join in this time." She said as she lowered her sunglasses and shot him a wink.

Greg then dismissed himself doing everything he could to not run into the locker room. Once inside he collapsed from the overwhelming experience. He was panting furiously, and his dick was still throbbing. He needed relief and he needed it now. Without hesitating he stood up and ran to the showers switching one on. Waiting for it to warm up. He paced in the locker room replaying the previous hour in his head, all the women staring at his entire body displayed for their viewing pleasure.

After what felt like an eternity the water warmed up and Greg got underneath it at once. He tried to calm himself but no matter what he couldn't. He looked to his left and then his right, confirming he was indeed alone. He dropped his hand to his cock and started stroking, almost instantly he felt the pleasure wash over him as a gentle moan escaped his lips. His whole body tensed from the sensation, it wouldn't be long, and he would finally feel some much-needed relief. Just as he thought he was going to fall headfirst over the edge he heard a feminine giggle.