POPS - Alex the Gymnast

Alex performing an 'Iron Cross'

Every muscle in Alex's exceptionally sculpted body, especially his powerful torso, strained as he maneuvered and swung his body ten feet in the air.  Only metal rings suspended from the ceiling, and his phenomenal upper body strength was keeping him aloft.

It was a slow Friday afternoon at the gym and Alex had just hoisted himself into an iron cross position - arms outstretched suspending himself vertically - when two young ladies holding yoga mats and glistening with sweat stopped to admire him.

He was wearing a white A-shirt, purposefully too small to hug his pecs and show off his rippling arms, and red sweat pants which he filled out nicely especially since he wasn't wearing underwear.  Alex was a flirt but more so he was a showoff. He got off catching women stealing glances of his heavy cock and pendulous balls brushing against his sweat pants as he made his way through the gym.  Today was no different.

His dick, though flaccid, was still a six inch meat tube laying on top of two kiwi-sized testicles and the whole unconstrained package made for an impressive bulge dangling above the women's heads.  Alex winked as he performed various feats of midair acrobatics to impress them.

The women watched in a combination of awe and growing lust as the handsome gymnast swung in increasingly difficult poses with effortless grace.  It was the perfect way of highlighting just how beautifully sculpted he was, Alex thought.  He was putting more effort into appearing effortless than normal, which made the routine harder and his muscles burn but the adoring claps of the women egged him on.

Despite his fatigue Alex couldn't help but lick his lips as his hormone soaked imagination started undressing the women.  He imagined himself going to town town on them, their sweaty bodies wrapped around each other, and his thick fuck stick alternating from one pussy to the next...

One of the women let out a whistle as Alex's cock started to grow in his sweats. Unfazed, the randy jock continued his routine, the rubbing of his cock against the fabric and his boiling hormones made him harder and harder until he was fully erect, an obvious ten inch tent sticking out from his sweats pants like a third leg.

"I'd better get down," Alex thought to himself.  He was going to dismount and head straight to the locker room to stroke out his load...

"Be careful!" one of the women shouted.

Alex had become so distracted by his own sex fantasies that he lost track where his body was in space.  His hands slipped from the rings almost in unison as his body was perpendicular with the ground.  It had happened so fast that he was half way through the fall before his brain had even registered anything was wrong.

"Oh fuck!"

Alex screamed as he plummeted toward the mat, the head of his still hard cock leading the way like a spear.  He'd fallen before of course, but usually had managed to land on a foot, an arm, his back.  A sturdier body part than this cock... Oh my God, my cock!

Everything seemed to be happening in slow motion as Alex quickly realized that his beefy, heavy body was about to land on top of his favorite body part...

The women looked away in horror as Alex's body, penis first, splayed onto the mat.  The mushroom head of his nearly foot-long cock hit the mat first, bending the thick pole slightly, before the whole thing snapped like a twig a fraction of a second later when the rest of his body hit the mat.

There was audible 'crack' as Alex's penis snapped cleanly in half before being crushed like an accordion.

Alex's mouth opened in a horrified scream, his face buried in the mat, before blacking out.