Working out with Iolaus
Disclaimer: The characters of Hercules and Iolaus do not belong to me and I promise to put them back when I’m done with them.
Summary: Twanky watches the Golden Hunter as he leads a gym class of Twanky’s dancers through a vigorous workout.
Author’s note: I wrote this story in response to the January 2003 challenge to describe a character by using another character from the Hercules universe under 500 words. I have a word count of 497 words! Boy this was a fun exercise (get it!haha) in writing! After all it is always fun writing about our Golden Hunter! Ohh..is the room getting suddenly warm?
Leaning against the counter, Twanky watches the other girls work out with the new gym teacher as she admires the new gym teacher’s physique.
His blonde hair cast a golden aura around over his stalwart brawny muscular warrior body. He pirouettes on his left foot using his right foot to display a remarkable series of lightning fast kicks all while balancing on one foot while kicking with the other. His sun-kissed hair flying in the air as he whirls around in an agile sweep of kicking motions. His body spins around like a whirling tornado. Twanky draws in her breath as she watches the graceful timeless beauty of his calisthenics movements.
Feeling a rising tingle of desire in her loins for this deliciously handsome golden wonder, Twanky feels herself drawn to his sexy animal magnetism which he exudes in every athletic twist and turn of his swift energetic kicks.Twanky starts when she realizes that he has suddenly stopped the gym class for a water break. Hungering for his stalwart, manly body, Twanky continues to observe the graceful way he walks across the gym room as he casually tosses off his purple patched vest and takes a quick swig of water from his water jug. The blue spandex he wears tightly hugs his handsome taut buttocks to reveal every nick and cranny of his virile butt cheeks and manhood. Twanky can’t help but focusing her eyes on that particular part of his anatomy to admire its beauty. He is truly a big man.
Without his purple vest on, Twanky can easily see the scars crisscrossing his otherwise hale and hearty back and chest which represents the scars of a lifetime of fighting countless battles with monsters and warlords always guarding Hercules’ back as he has pledged himself to always guard Hercules’ back since childhood. He wears his scars proudly as a badge of his unflinching courage and fortitude in the face of danger. Always willing to sacrifice his life to save others, he is truly a hero. Twanky realizes that he is every woman’s fantasy--the erotic image of the dauntless blonde knight who will always be there when you need him the most.(especially at night)
THE END