If there was one single word you could use to describe Ren, it would be stressed. Before his girlfriend broke up with him, everything was going good. Their combined income was more than enough to cover rent, her pussy was always ready for his dick, and life seemed to be going well. Ever since that day, he was working two jobs to barely scrape by.

Ren’s toned body, that he’d had with his girlfriend, had gone flabby since he couldn’t work out nor ear correctly anymore. He’d easily put on 50 pounds in under a year and lost a good deal of tone.

Hopefully, that all would change. Ryan, Ren’s best friend for 10 plus years, was getting an apartment with him. With rent being split in half Ren could quit one of his jobs and get his body back into shape after the year of depression eating.

The day arrives and Ren and Ryan move into their new place, a dual bachelor pad. Ryan supersized Ren with a present, a book on working out titled “Jockhism”.

Ren felt a little offended, even his best friend is saying he’s got fat, but Ren understood that Ryan want’s to help him get back into shape.

The book wasn’t very long but Ren decided to skip to the end

Reading through it, Ren discovered that it included several week long passes to a new gym called the Temple. Knowing he would try the place out, he skipped back to another section on power-lifting. Reading through it felt like a switch being turned on. Power lifting wasn’t about size, it was about power. The power to move heavy objects, the power to show what real muscle is.

Ren grabbed Ryan and dragged him to the Temple for a good workout immediately. Ren strolled through the lobby like he’d been there a million times, focused on getting changed and starting his lifting.

Ryan kept trying to direct Ren to the cardio sections to burn fat, but Ren was determined to lift. He set up the bar and got in position, pulling the bar down before Ryan was fully prepared to spot. Each pump was hard, not impossible but difficult. Ren pushed through, lifting again felt great.

Ren continued to do rep after rep, losing all track of time and how many reps he’d completed. One phrase kept clouding his thoughts. “Right Mindlessness” over and over. Each rep the phrase would push another thought out of his head, and then another, and another, until all that was left was the act of lifting. Ren grew a big dumb smile as his head grew emptier and emptier, no more worries getting in the way.

“Hey bro, we should switch off now, heh. You really got in the zone man.”

Ren’s mind regained an idea of it’s surroundings. Who knows how long he had been pumping, but he could feel lighter, happier. His cock also felt happy, straining in his shorts. “Yea brah, you take a turn.”

Ren spotted for Ryan, after Ryan altered the weights slightly. He could see Ryan’s eyes go blank, empty of all thought. ‘Mindlessness’ pumped though his brain as Ryan followed through with every rep. He also saw Ryan’s cock straining in his jock. He couldn’t take his eyes off of it.

The two brahs finished their workout, both tired from an intense day. Ren for getting back into the swing of working out and Ryan for trying to not get one upped by his bro. Ren could barely focus, his mind lost in a haze as his cock throbbed. Without thinking in the shower, he walked behind Ryan and rested his hard cock against Ryan’s ass. Without complaint Ryan backed up, letting the hard member slip inside.

The tight warmth engulfing his manhood sent Ren over the edge. His empty mind became a firestorm of pleasure and bliss as he used his friends ass. Without any thought Ren blew his load into Ryan’s ass. The pleasure overwhelmed him as he felt some of his desire to fill his head with useless crap, like books and geeky shit, dragged out of his cock. His euphoric bliss growing as he knew he must maintain the right mindlessness to keep all that stress away for good.