Family Fitness Night Ch. 01

by AsylumSeeker

story tags: gym, bench, weights, ken, janice, basement, treadmill,
stereo, exercise

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New family gym sparks a forbidden sibling attraction.

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Author's Note: I am posting all three chapters at the same time, so you
shouldn't have to wait too long to read the entire story. Lit will
probably space them out a week or so apart (I'm just guessing but
that's how it worked the last time I did this). Also, I'll be taking a
break from the Incest/Taboo cat. I want to finish the Castle Keep
series and I've just started on a Mind Control story based on an idea I
came up with.

Thanks for reading, voting, commenting, and for the occasional feedback
messages you send me. Hope you can enjoy this!

*

It was New Year's eve as the Carpenter family sat in the living room
sipping on champagne as they watched the final minutes of 2007 tick
away. It was rare for the family to all be together; between work,
school and church functions, at least one of them was usually absent.
They all stood up and counted down the final ten seconds, raised their
glasses, and welcomed the New Year.

"Happy New Year everyone!" their father, Greg, excitedly announced.
"May it be a happy and healthy one for this family."

After the others sat back down their mother Linda got up and retrieved
an open champagne bottle from the kitchen and topped off everyone's
glass. She placed the nearly empty bottle on a coffee table and sat
beside her husband of twenty-four years on a love seat while their
kids, Ken and Janice, occupied a nearby couch.

Ken was twenty and halfway through his second year at the local
community junior college. He was a handsome man with a slender build,
dark hair, and hazel eyes.

His eighteen year-old sister Janice was a lovely young woman who would
soon be graduating from high school. She was petite and had an athletic
build, with shoulder-length reddish-blonde hair and the most beautiful
emerald-green eyes.

"Has anyone decided on a resolution yet?" Greg asked, addressing the
group.

When Greg didn't get any response, he targeted his son. "Well Ken, what
about you? Janice?"

They both shrugged their shoulders uncertainly. Greg sighed, his
disappointment evident.

"I've been doing some thinking and I've decided we're going to have a
family fitness night twice a week," he announced, wondering what kind
of reception his idea would receive. "Over the next couple of days Ken
and I will clean out the basement and get it converted into a home
gym."

Ken's reaction was immediate. "Oh come on, Dad, let me enjoy the
Christmas break. I've been working hard all year!"

"A little lifting won't kill you," Greg responded. "Frankly, I thought
you'd welcome the idea."

Janice spoke up next. "It's going to be pretty hard finding two nights
a week when we can all get together. Get real, Dad. We're hardly all
ever here at the same time."

"That's the point, everyone," he answered back. "Family is important
and I don't think it's too much to ask this family to make each other a
priority. As long as everyone is living under this roof they can, and
will, commit to two nights a week for two hours."

A distraught expression appeared on Janice's otherwise pretty face.
"Mom, talk some sense into your husband. Hello! This is, like, insane!"

Linda was finding herself caught in the middle. As a wife it was her
responsibility to support her husband, yet she also harbored doubts
about the long-term success of such a bold resolution. With so many
external commitments, finding two nights a week when they could all
meet would be difficult at best.

"We won't know for sure until we try," Linda responded as she tried to
find the middle ground. "Let's just take things step by step. The
basement needs to be cleaned out first, right? Let that be our first
goal. The rest will follow later."

Janice sat back, feeling a sense of relief as common sense prevailed
for the moment. She knew her dad had the family's best intentions at
heart, but he could sometimes be too idealistic to see the obvious
hurdles right in front of him.

She leaned over and whispered into Ken's ear, "Don't worry, it'll all
be forgotten about in a few days."

Ken grimaced and drank a large gulp of champagne. "It's the next few
days I'm worrying about."

* * * * *

Greg roused his son from sleep early the next morning. Ken loudly
complained but reluctantly got up and dressed. The two men started to
work cleaning out the basement.

It took two days to empty out and clean the large room, and a third day
to paint it. Ken wouldn't admit it out loud, but it looked pretty good
when they were finished. Another afternoon of his treasured vacation
was spent shopping at a fitness store where his dad purchased a
treadmill, weight bench with a large assortment of weights, two storage
racks, and large padded workout mattresses.

"Can we buy a stereo for the gym too?" Ken asked as they loaded the
heavy boxes into the bed of Greg's pickup truck. "We have to have music
down there, right?"

Greg hated to put another charge on his credit card, but his son had
been such a big help that he couldn't deny him that concession. "I'm
sure you're right. I'll let you pick it out."

Once all of the boxes were carried to the basement Ken couldn't help
but get excited. Greg could see that his son was starting to get more
involved in the project, so he backed off and let Ken set up the stereo
and home gym. Just knowing it was being done gave Greg a huge sense of
relief. Seeing this first phase of the New Year's resolution being
completed meant that the family workouts could soon get started.

After dinner that evening Greg called for a brief family meeting.
"Thanks to Ken's help, the family gym is officially open. Beginning
next week, each Tuesday and Thursday we'll meet in the basement for our
family workouts."

Janice shook her head in disbelief. "This is so lame! I have things to
do in the evenings. What about my homework?"

"I never said this would be easy," Greg responded. "We all have to
commit for the good of the family, even if it means making sacrifices
in other areas of our lives."

* * * * *

Janice opened the basement door and descended a flight of steps into
the converted basement. She hadn't been down there in months, and her
initial thought was that it looked surprisingly nice. There was a fresh
coat of white paint on the walls that really brightened the room.
Someone had attached a white-board to one wall, and was keeping track
of their workouts with a dry-erase marker.

Rock music was playing. Her brother was laying back-down on a workout
bench. Suspended above his head, supported by the steel frame of the
bench, was a barbell with weights on either side. Curious, she drifted
over to him and watched.

"Want to spot me?" he asked as he looked up at her.

"I don't know what that is," she admitted. "This is all new to me."

Ken explained, "Just stand there while I lift, and if I can't push it
back up far enough to get it on the rack, you reach down and help me."

"Oh... Okay, that sounds simple enough."

Janice knew it was wrong, yet she couldn't help but notice her older
brother. He looked good as he lay back, shirtless, wearing only a pair
of baggy gray shorts and tennis shoes. She watched, momentarily
mesmerized, as his arm and chest muscles flexed while he lifted. His
arms pumped the weight bar straight up and down as he counted in a
whisper that was barely discernible over the music.

That was when she noticed the outline of his cock. As he lifted his
manhood seemed to stiffen slightly, which was what caught her attention
in the first place. It felt weird looking at her brother that way, but
he was pretty big down there. The longer she watched the shifting
outline of his cock, the guiltier she became. She tried averting her
eyes several times, yet her gaze was continually drawn back to the
arousing sight of him.

Janice was at that age when she was really starting to notice guys, but
her own brother? And if she was looking at him that way, was he doing
the same to her? She looked away from his crotch and down at his face.
He was red and sweaty from the physical exertion, but his eyes... what
were they staring up at? It seemed to Janice as if he was gazing up the
inside leg of her short-shorts. Could he see the crotch of her panties
from that angle?

Oh, gross! That was her immediate thought, but a moment later she felt
her nipples tingling and getting hard. She looked down and saw the
swollen tips eagerly pressing against the front of her t-shirt. There
was a funny warmth behind her pussy as her young body started to get
sexually aroused. It felt so strange, but in a good way.

Janice decided that if he was staring at her crotch, there was no good
reason not to stare at his. So her eyes once more settled on the
outline of his slightly stiffening manhood. She could even discern the
shape of the rounded tip, which pushed upward against the fabric each
time his arms pushed the weights up. In her mind she formed a mental
picture of what his cock looked like, which further aroused her
awakening body. A part of her wanted so badly to touch it.

"Janice, spot me! Spot me!" her brother urgently exclaimed in a
strained voice.

Janice's mind jerked away from her thoughts and back to reality. She
watched as Ken was struggling to return the weights to their resting
place, with the bar listing to his right. Her hands grabbed it and
helped him lift it all the way up, where it slammed down into position.

"You have to be paying attention," he complained, feeling guilty for
staring up at her panty crotch while thinking sexual things.

"I'm sorry, I told you I don't know anything about this stuff!" she
fired back defensively. "Besides, what would you have done if I wasn't
here?"

He sighed in exasperation as he sat up. "If you weren't spotting me I
wouldn't have taken so many reps!"

Janice played stupid. "Reps?"

Ken stood up and walked to the back of the bench. "Reps... Repetitions,
you know. Never mind, this isn't going to work!"

"Try telling Dad that, he doesn't seem to agree."

He pulled off the locking pins and started pulling off the weights. "Do
you want to try lifting?"

Janice shrugged her shoulders, still wary of their brief fight.

He smiled. "I'm sorry, okay? Come on, I'll make it light just so you
can learn how to do it."

Her expression remained uncertain, but as he got it ready for her she
returned to the bench. "No more yelling at me, even if I do something
wrong, okay?"

He nodded. "I promise, I'm sorry about earlier."

Once things were ready he talked his sister through it. "Sit on the
bench and lean back."

That seemed easy enough, which Janice did. He placed his hands on her
shoulders and gently pulled her back a bit more, placing her in the
best position for lifting.

When he stood directly behind her, Janice realized she could see up the
leg of his shorts. It took her a second to catch on that he wasn't
wearing anything underneath, and she could see his soft cock hanging
down! Her eyes had a direct, unhindered view of the smooth head of his
manhood. Janice gasped loud.

"What is it?" he asked.

"Nothing, nothing at all," she assured him, briefly closing both eyes
tightly.

When her eyes reopened the view hadn't changed. Looking up at him got
her body all weak and tingly, making her wonder how she'd be able to
concentrate on a workout. She tried not to look at him, but that was
next to impossible. And when she did, her nipples swelled and resumed
their tingling.

As Ken stood over her petite, athletic body, he couldn't help but
admire every visible inch of his younger sister. The short red t-shirt
she was wearing hugged a nice set of firm breasts with surprisingly
hard tips. It also left a narrow strip of her flat belly exposed. He
already had a pretty good idea what her pussy looked like as her panty
crotch had earlier formed around her feminine features. The denim
short-shorts left much of her shapely legs bare.

In his mind Ken wanted to explore her sexy body with his hands and
mouth. He knew thinking that way about his sister was incredibly wrong,
but he couldn't help himself. His cock began to stiffen the longer he
thought of sexual things, like squeezing her naked boobs and fingering
her hot little cunt. Stop it, stop it, stop it! Ken tried forcing the
dirty thoughts from his brain.

As Janice helplessly stared up at his bare cock, it began twitching and
growing in size. The tip began changing color, from a reddish-pink to a
darker reddish-purple. The tiny eye started glistening, as if it was
beginning to get wet. Her own body reacted as well, her already-hard
nipples straining while her belly filled with tingling warmth.

This can't be happening, she thought to herself in shock. Her brother
was looking down at her and was getting an erection, which was then
getting her hot. It was an impossible situation, one that had her
growing increasingly uncomfortable...

"Grab it," Ken instructed as he held the weights above her chest.

Jarred from her thoughts she shifted focus to the weights and firmly
grasped the knurled steel bar. It wasn't all that heavy, and once
Janice had it under control he pulled his hands away.

"Keep it parallel with the floor, don't let the left side sag like
that," he quickly pointed out. "See, it's not so bad. Now push it all
the way up, just like that."

The physical activity had taken her mind off of his body. Instead of
peeking at her brother's cock, her thoughts instead turned to the
workout and keeping the weights parallel. As she lifted and lowered the
weighted barbell, he encouraged her efforts.

"That's really good, you're doing great," he cheered her on, his eyes
shifting between her arm motions and the outline of her straining
nipples. "Good job, Janice. I'm so proud of you."

He could see that she had really nice tits. Even when she was lying
down they didn't flatten out, but rather stayed firm and upright. When
they jiggled they did so provocatively, like pudding in a bowl,
quivering without losing their form. He was entranced by the sight of
his sister working out. His cock continued growing, and before long his
erection was painfully obvious as the hardened shaft pushed the left
leg of his shorts away from his body.

After lowering the weights to her chest, Janice took a breather. Her
flushed face was hot and she was starting to perspire. She happened to
look up and saw his boner. With it hard like that, pushing out his
shorts, she had a much better view of the stiff shaft. She could see a
dark, pulsing vein under the rippled skin.

It felt so strange gawking at her own brother like that, but it gave
her a thrill that had adrenaline surging through her system. It was
undeniably exciting. A part of her wanted to reach up and give it a
good squeeze. "Are you okay?" he asked.

Janice nodded. "Yeah, I'm just getting winded."

"Push it back up and I'll help you get it on the rack."

As she lifted the weights, he guided the bar back into its resting
position. She remained on the bench, sweating and breathing heavily.
Ken stepped away and removed the weights.

"Well, what do you think?" he asked.

"It was better than I thought," she admitted, her mind still thinking
of his erection. "It is a good way of working out. Maybe next time I'll
start with the treadmill to get warmed up."

Ken was a little surprised. "So you're actually going to go along with
this family fitness night that Dad's been talking about?"

"We don't have much of a choice, do we?"

He chuckled. "Oh, you know Dad... if he pushes but you push back
harder, he gives in."

"No, I'll give it a shot, the idea seems to make him happy," Janice
decided.

He looked over at his sister, enjoying the view of her tempting body. A
dark ring of sweat had soaked into the neckband on the front of her
t-shirt. Below that her perky breasts stood upright, pushing out the
front of the tight fabric.

"You don't have to wait for family night to work out, I'll be more than
happy to work out with you whenever I'm around," Ken offered.

Janice smiled. "Thanks, I just might take you up on that."

* * * * *

That night Janice logged onto the computer in her bedroom. She checked
her buddy list and saw that he was on-line. She didn't know who 'he'
was, just a friendly person in cyber-space who kept trying to talk her
into letting him see her. Janice knew better than that, but they'd
gotten to be good friends, and she felt as if she could tell him
anything

I saw a guy for the first time. You know, a cock. It was the first time
in real life, and it was my brother's, of all people. My family has
suddenly turned into workout nuts and he was spotting me on the weight
bench. I'm not sure if it was accidental or intentional, but I saw it
through the leg of his shorts. I'm pretty sure he was looking at me,
too. And I don't mean just looking, but 'looking', if you know what I
mean.

At first I was shocked, but then I kept staring without knowing why. It
was the weirdest thing. And the longer I looked, the more my body
responded. It's impossible to explain, but watching him turned me on.
Am I sick or twisted or something? Has this happened to you?

Janice was on the verge of tears. She sent the message and kept staring
at the monitor, waiting for his response. It didn't take too long.

It's normal, don't worry. You wanted to touch it, didn't you? If he
doesn't mind, you should try. I'd love for you to tell me after you
did. I felt the same way about my sister. You two should talk.

Janice read the response several times, unsure what to make of it. Was
it genuine, or self-serving? It was so hard to know. A few moments
later another message followed.

Is it bigger than mine?

Janice gasped and giggled as a close-up of a hard cock popped up in a
window. She couldn't help but laugh and it immediately made her feel
better. She typed a quick response.

You're nasty.

We really need to meet sometime. Why won't you let me? We could have
such a good time together.

She nodded her head in disbelief while typing her answer. You already
know why. I have to go. Be in touch later.

Good night my beautiful princess.

Janice logged out and called it a night. After peeling off her
short-shorts and t-shirt she carefully folded them over the back of a
chair. Clad only in panties, bare perky breasts and their pink tips
jiggling, she anxiously slipped beneath the crisp, cool sheets of her
bed, anticipating a good sleep. But her mind was restless.

"Hi, I was hoping you might join me," her soft voice whispered into the
darkness as she imagined her brother slipping under the sheets
alongside her. "You're sweating... have you been working out again?"

"You might say that," his imagined voice answered. "How does that
feel?"

Janice felt his hard cock throbbing against her lower belly. The
fingers of her right hand wrapped around the throbbing shaft.

"It feels wonderful. I saw it when we were working out."

He chuckled. "Good, you were supposed to. Did you like looking at it?"

She smiled. "I did, very much."

"And I loved staring at you. Next time, don't wear any panties under
your shorts, so I can see your pussy better."

Even in the middle of her fantasy, things were turning weird. "You're
creeping me out."

"Take off your panties, you know you want to," the virtual brother
pressed. "I want to slide my cock so deeply inside your cunt."

She cringed. "I haven't been with anyone before."

"Come on, Janice, I'm your older brother. We belong together."

"I don't know..." she responded uncertainly.

Janice imagined it was his fingers tugging at the last piece of
clothing covering her body. The elastic waistband stretched as she
pulled it down. The thin panel of fabric cloaking her crotch
reluctantly pulled away from her fur-fringed sex, leaving it exposed.

Her legs moved in up-down scissor-like motions as she pulled them free
of the panties. When the clothing was kicked to the bottom of the bed
her slender, shapely legs shifted far apart.

Family Fitness Night Ch. 01

by AsylumSeeker (UID 479657)

http://www.literotica.com/s/family-fitness-night-ch-01

New family gym sparks a forbidden sibling attraction.

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"I'm scared," she whispered to nobody.

"I just want to touch it."

"Okay," Janice nervously consented; "Just a little."

Her left hand reached up to a breast, fingers lightly caressing the
smooth mound. Her nipple immediately swelled and began tingling,
throbbing with every beat of her heart. When the tip of her index
finger rubbed the extreme end of the enlarged nipple shaft, she gasped
and shuddered with growing excitement. She took the tip between two
fingers, gently twisting and pulling on the nub.

Tingling jolts traveled down her body to her pussy. It responded to the
stimulation, immediately getting warm and moist. Her pulsating body
quickly awakened to the intimate touching. Janice's pulse and breathing
quickened with arousal.

"You can touch me down there if you want to, Ken," she invited in a
needy voice. "Just be gentle."

Imagining it was him, her right hand moved down between her quivering
thighs. The tip of the index finger pushed between the silky
strawberry-blonde curls of pubic hair and tenderly caressed the outer
lips. Her heart raced as the excitement flared. Her slender hips
involuntarily began pushing upwards in thrusting motions, anxiously
meeting the exploring finger.

"That feels nice," her voice softly cooed. "You can push a little
harder if you want."

She increased the pressure, gasping quietly as the index finger slipped
between the folds and entered her warm slit. Her lithe body tensed and
shuddered as Janice curiously fingered her moistening cunt. Her hips
thrust harder, pelvis rotating in tiny circles as she intimately probed
her own femininity. Seeping essence dampened her velvet-smooth valley
and lubricated the finger.

"Go a little higher," she hurriedly whispered. "Yeah, a little more..."

Janice's body convulsed in sheer delight as her fingers contacted the
enlarged clitoris. Powerful tingling sensations of pleasure rushed
through her flesh, igniting a fire of desire deep in her loins. The
fingers of her left hand tightened around the straining nipple,
squeezing to the point of pain.

"Oh Ken, yes," she moaned; "Just like that."

As she lay beneath the covers of her bed in the isolated darkness of
her room, Janice quietly moaned while anxiously rubbing on her swollen
clit. Flowing juice seeped from her sex, which she periodically dabbed
at and smeared over the smooth walls of the slit. Her body cringed and
shook as an orgasm began to build.

"Uhhh!"

Her petite, athletic form clenched hard as a climax erupted. Essence
soaked her cunt as joyous tingling delight surged through her lower
belly. Her moans became stifled cries as her body curled into a fetal
position, fingers frantically rubbing and squeezing as intense
sensations of ecstasy briefly consumed her.

The orgasm left her physically spent and breathless, but the sexual
relief was wonderful. As she lay there trying to sleep she could feel
wetness trickling from her satisfied pussy and soaking into the sheet
below.

Next door, with a wall and just a few feet separating them, Ken sat at
the foot of his bed opposite a modest color TV and played a video game
with a pair of headsets on. But his mind really wasn't on the game, but
rather was still thinking of his sister. And the things he was thinking
were far from brotherly.

His mind was fixated on the view he had of her panty-clad pussy up the
leg of her sexy short-shorts. They were just baggy enough where he
could get a good peek at her crotch. The thin panties tightly hugged
her pussy, molding to the shape of her womanly curves. A few curly
strands of strawberry-blonde hair even peeked out from beneath the
elastic border, making it quite clear the color down there matched the
rest of her.

He wondered what it would be like to run his hands up and down those
silky-soft inner thighs, caressing the skin with his palms and fingers.
And then pushing them higher, sneaking a finger up and gently rubbing
it over the outline of her pussy lips...

Ken pushed the headsets off and threw down the game controller in
frustration. Ever since that workout with Janice he couldn't think
straight. All of his thoughts were sexual in a very unnatural way. He
silently wondered if she was experiencing anything similar, or if he
was the only crazy one.

On impulse he got up, opened his door, and walked next door. He knocked
on his sister's door.

Janice was curiously sniffing her moist fingers, checking out her
feminine scent. She raised them to her lips and hesitantly licked,
testing the tangy flavor of her wetness. The knock startled her.

"Yeah?" she called out.

Ken opened the door and was greeted by darkness. "Oh, I uh... I was
going to ask if you wanted to hang out together for a while, but I
guess not."

Her eyes narrowed suspiciously. "We never hang out."

"I just thought it would be nice to have some company, that's all," he
quickly explained.

She sighed. "I can't tonight, I have school tomorrow."

"Maybe this weekend, then," he suggested.

"Yeah, maybe," she responded in a dismissive tone. "Good night."

"Good night," he added before closing the door.

Once back in his own room Ken put the video game away. He was bored and
had only one thing on his mind. After reaching under the bed he pulled
out a few issues of a dirty magazine. The models were about his
sister's age and one of them bore a striking resemblance to Janice, but
the hair was a darker red. Still, the two looked similar enough for
what he had in mind.

Ken got up, making sure the door was locked before getting undressed.
He was feeling horny and his cock was already getting hard. He got into
bed and sat up, keeping the magazines close at hand.

It didn't take much looking before he swelled to full size, pushing the
blankets up as his cock expanded underneath. With the pornographic
images fresh in his mind, he closed his eyes and began stroking his
cock as he mentally created a new fantasy...

He was spotting Janice, standing over her as she got ready to lift. In
a joking way he challenged her to complete fifteen reps or lose her
t-shirt. Since she'd had no problem with twelve reps before, Janice
smiled up at him and agreed.

He counted along with her as each repetition grew increasingly harder.
Janice's cute face turned red and sweaty from her efforts to lift the
weights. Her entire body tightened as her arms flexed, pushing the
barbell up the thirteenth time. She lowered the weights and briefly
rested, trying to catch her breath. Her arms tried to push the weights
up, but it was too much. Watching her struggle, Ken intervened and
helped her get the barbell back on the rack.

He told her it was a good attempt, and he'd only been kidding about the
t-shirt. But Janice wanted to prove her word was good, and asked him to
take her t-shirt off. After catching her breath his sister sat up on
the bench. Ken joined her, sitting down in front. He was nervous as his
hands grabbed the bottom of her sweat-moistened top.

She smiled reassuringly and extended her arms above her head. He lifted
the shirt up and over her breasts, head, and arms. After letting the
fabric flutter to the ground he sat back down and openly gawked at her
firm boobs.

They were incredible. His eyes drank in the beauty of the smooth,
creamy swells. Small, dimpled areolas surrounded two impressive pink
tips which stood upright at a slight angle. His hands hesitantly
reached up, cupping and squeezing on the soft mounds. They were so
supple, firm, and resilient. He loved how they felt and responded to
his loving caresses.

When he asked if she lost on purpose Janice denied the assertion,
explaining that she was too competitive for that. She maintained that
he'd won fair and square, but admitted she wanted a chance to touch him
as well.

She reached her hands out and teasingly ran the fingers up both inner
thighs. He gasped aloud when they disappeared inside the legs of his
shorts. His body tightened when she touched his semi-rigid cock, which
quickly ballooned in size. Her soft, warm fingers surrounded his stiff
shaft and squeezed.

His lower belly clenched hard as it filled with tingling pressure. Ken
couldn't believe how wonderful it felt having her touching him down
there. Why'd they wait so long to do this? He groaned in pleasure as
his cock strained; he was so impossibly hard that the shaft was
practically on the verge of exploding...

He was surprised how quickly he reached climax. At the last moment he
reached for the rag he kept for such things in the top drawer of his
bedside table but couldn't get there in time. He kicked the covers down
and stared at his towering manhood, the reddish-purple tip milky wet
with leaking cum.

Ken kept pumping his cock, toes curling and body clenching as his seed
began its ascent. He softly grunted as he ejaculated, firing a powerful
burst of cum several feet into the air, which gravity claimed and
splattered onto his chest. His hand kept stroking as several more
geysers erupted, each one weaker than the one before, until his balls
were drained.

"I wish I could've done that with Janice," he admitted in
disappointment.

Story Tags: gym; bench; weights; ken; janice; basement; treadmill;
stereo; exercise

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