Nurse's Association of Knowledge, Education and Demonstration
Part 6: The Workout
Author note: This story has a bit of an embarrassing scene take place to a character other than Seth (again). If you want to imagine it's Seth, you most certainly can, as the characters are a bit interchangeable here.
You can expect for us to return to Seth as the focus next chapter, as tomorrow is Thursday! And I don't have to tell you what Thursday means.
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“What are you guys doing after school today?”
It was breakfast time, Wednesday morning, and Seth’s dad was distracted by his phone as he addressed his boys out loud. Seth was raiding the cupboards for a protein bar he’d hidden but could not currently find, and Joseph was eating a bowl of apple cinnamon oatmeal at the table.
“Video games,” Joseph said between mouthfuls.
“Probably hitting the gym with Rowan,” Seth replied.
“Joe, go to the gym with your brother. I’ll give you $40 to take him to dinner, Seth. It’s looking like I have to work late again and your mother’s starting nights.”
Mr. Zinck, wearing a clean blue suit jacket and pants, above a white shirt and black tie, managed a hotel downtown. It was not uncommon for him to have to work late when an employee was sick or if someone quit. Mrs. Zinck, on the other hand, worked at a retirement home, and every two weeks, her schedule would alternate between a string of day shifts or overnights.
Seth was used to having to include his brother in things. When Joseph was younger and his parents were busy getting established in their careers, he’d developed an unhealthy relationship with screens. He’d play endless video games, watch television like a zombie, and browsed page after page of the internet, including everything from social media to porn, all at the age of ten. Seth, a few years older, had actually been the one caring most for his brother, and when he raised the concern with his parents, they had largely tasked Seth with keeping Joseph more occupied.
Several years later, screens were less of a problem, and Joseph was allowed to have them re-incorporated in a structured way. Still, if his parents weren’t going to be able to monitor their son’s use of them for a longer period of time, they would still ask Seth to keep his brother busy. Seth didn’t mind all that much anymore. At first, it was annoying to have his brother tagging along with him, especially when he’d planned a date, or wanted to attend a party. However, as Seth introduced him to his own interests, like fitness and sports, he found his younger brother was actually becoming cooler. They were even on the wrestling team together this year.
Seth and Joseph both agreed to their father’s proposal, and Seth pocketed the $40 for dinner.
After probably the weirdest Tuesday that Seth had ever experienced, his Wednesday at school was relatively normal. He didn’t have any visits from Mrs. Masters, didn’t run into any of the four nurse club girls, and stayed far away from room 202. He even had a fairly normal lunch hanging out with Sara, though he still didn’t know where he’d tell her when she started noticing him missing every Tuesday and Thursday.
At the end of the day, Seth and Rowan met Joseph in the parking lot. Joseph, as the little brother, was forced to sit in the backseat.
“Bro, she’s so hot,” Joseph suddenly said as the three were stopped behind several other cars trying to turn onto the main road. As it was the end of the school day, there were hundreds of students filling the parking lot. Some were getting into cars, some were boarding buses, and some were beginning their walk home.
“Which baddie?” asked Rowan, glancing back at Joseph, and then trying to follow his eyesight. He was staring at a group of students, so it was hard to determine exactly who he meant.
“The blonde one. I can’t even talk to her. It’s crazy.”
Seth tried to see the group, but his perspective on the driver side was limited. He was resigned to just takin his brother’s word for it when Joseph spoke again. “Her name is Clementine,” he added dreamily. Seth went rigid. That wasn’t a common name. As if on cue, the car in front of Seth’s moved, and as he pulled ahead, he could now see her. ‘Yep. Same one that yesterday was playing with my pre-cum’, thought Seth, ‘and my brother has a huge crush on her!’
The three boys reached the gym and changed into their workout gear. As they exited the locker room and began stretching, Seth noticed in the mirrored wall that a woman was checking Rowan out. Likely in her early twenties, it was surprising to Seth how obvious she was being in staring at Rowan as he held his elbow above his head with his opposite hand, his shirt riding up slightly and giving a peek of his narrow sandy brown treasure trail.
“Eight-o-clock,” Seth muttered to his friend, trying not to be too obvious. Rowan looked at where Seth was referring and sure enough, the two locked eyes (in the mirror). Rowan held the gaze for a moment, then gave a quick wink. The lady blushed, stood up, and walked to a new piece of equipment.
“Fuck,” Rowan muttered. “Negative rizz, I’m telling you.” Joseph was laughing hysterically so Rowan suddenly turned toward him. “Oh at least I have big enough clementines to actually try.” That shut him up.
The boys had a fairly good workout over the next half hour. It was a push day, which meant a lot of triceps, chest, and shoulder exercises. “Bro, I forgot to tell you something wild,” Joseph suddenly said as Seth swapped places with him on the bench press. “It’s hilarious.”
“What is it?” Seth adjusted the weight heavier as Rowan approached from the fountain where he had just been filling his water bottle and glancing around for the woman he saw earlier.
“You know my friend Emmett, right?”
“Is he – uh – the nerdy one?” At this point Seth was pushing through his first set of reps.
“Yeah, I guess you could say that. He’s cool though, for real. But anyway, he’s part of the science club.”
“Science club?” Rowan interjected. “Loser.”
“Bro, he’s not. He’s my friend,” Joseph defended.
“Get to the point – uh – what happened?” Seth said. The weights thudded as he finished his first set, but remained laying down.
“Apparently, they had a meeting after school yesterday, and they got a surprise from another club... a fucking sperm sample!” He said the last part quietly.
“Damn, so it’s a gay science club then,” Rowan teased.
“That’s wild, but not that funny,” Seth remarked, adjusting his hands for a second set.
“No, you guys aren’t getting it. The nut sample was fresh. Like, barely had time to cool off. It was from our school. Someone actually jerked one out in whatever school club they’re in, and then my friend had to look at it.”
At this point, Seth had put it together. It was definitely his own semen sample that had made its way to the science club. He faked a laugh as his brother was looking at him expectantly but continued to push through his reps. Rowan was also laughing, finally understanding the hilarity of the issue.
“I’ve heard stories of guys jerking off in a stall or something but imagine sending your seed to the science club! Do you think they can identify who it is by their splooge?”
Could they? Seth hoped not. “Don’t know,” Joseph answered, “But apparently the sample was marked with an “S”, so I was thinking it’s probably Seth’s!”
Seth slammed the weights down by accident, a rep shy from completing his set. “Hey!” he shouted, his irritation quite apparent. “It’s not mine! I’ve got a girl, in case you’ve forgotten.”
Joseph and Rowan looked at each other and laughed. “I’m joking,” Joseph said. “Obviously.”
“Obviously,” Seth repeated, annoyed. He went back to his workout.
As the group finished up, they decided to take showers at the gym. This made the most sense for Seth and Joseph, as they only had a single washroom at home. Rowan was indifferent, so he decided he'd shower here too.
The locker room was set up with two sets of six shower stalls. The sets were separated, with one at the far end, and one closer to the door. Between them, extending almost all the way to the floor, was a long ceramic counter of several deep sinks, and a single wide mirror above. The set of showers by the door were installed in a renovation, so these were obviously the ones that everyone wanted to use. The set of showers further away were known for the water pooling on the floor outside of the shower, creating a cold deep puddle that no one wanted to step in upon exiting their stall. Each set of stalls had a laundry basket for the complimentary towels provided by the gym, once used.
Seth and Joseph were able to get shower stalls in the set by the door, but it was approaching dinner time and the gym was becoming exceptionally busy. The other boys were already in the shower when Rowan finished undressing and realized there were no free shower stalls near his buddies. Wrapping himself in just a towel, Rowan made his way to the set on the other side of the room but forgot his gym bag by the first set of showers.
This was the point where Angela entered the gym. Angela, a 22-year-old personal trainer, was also responsible to help keep the gym clean in her down time. The gym operated 24-7, and since Angela didn’t have any clients booked until after dinner, she had been enjoying a bit of a workout herself. She’d even found some nice eye candy a little earlier. She’d probably been too obvious staring at the young stud as he stretched, but when he looked back at her and winked, she’d definitely blushed. At first, she’d run to hide behind the service desk, a bit embarrassed. However, as she thought about it, she realized she wanted to talk to the boy. She’d set out to find him when, with the poorest timing possible, someone vomited all over the floor in the women’s locker room.
Angela had spent the last twenty minutes in there, then refilled the mop bucket and decided she might as well clean the men’s locker room now. She loudly announced a female was entering the room, as was company protocol, but this did nothing for the guys showering in the far set of showers.
Rowan couldn't hear Angela's warning over the noise of the running water. Image generated with AI.
Without warning, Angela just about fell on her face, tripping over a gym bag that had been carelessly left just inside the doorway.
Angela picked up the gym bag, tucking it into the nearest unused locker. She wondered for a second how the person would find it but remembered the policy that lost or stolen property was not technically the responsibility of the gym. Regardless, she figured the owner would check around, or ask at the front desk.
Seth and Joseph exited the showers, noticing the girl cleaning. They discretely changed by slipping their boxers on under their towels, then completed dressing. “Rowan?” Seth shouted into the first set of showers, but there was no answer.
“His bag’s gone,” Joseph pointed out. “He’s probably already outside waiting for us.”
The two left the locker room to check outside. A minute later, Rowan reached out of the shower to grab his towel, unfortunately knocking it from the peg on which it was hanging in the process. With a splat, he heard it land in the puddle of cold water.
Rowan swore, reaching down and lifting the soaked and heavy white towel. Deciding it didn’t matter if guys saw him nude, he tossed the towel into the laundry basket, and briskly walked from the shower block to where he’d left his bag.
Except… it was gone. And when he looked over at the stalls where Seth and Joseph were, he saw their stalls were empty too!
Rowan couldn’t believe they would steal his bag, but upon darting to their locker, he saw their stuff was gone too! He stared in the empty locker wondering how he would get out of this mess when something even worse happened. Around the corner walked a woman. Not just any women though. It was the beautiful and sexy woman that he’d winked at earlier in the mirror. And now, she was wearing a name tag.
Rowan quickly grasped his hands over his groin, but it was too late. She had definitely seen everything, as her gaze slowly moved from where his hands now rested, up his abs and torso, to finally meet his eyes. Then, she did something really surprising. She winked.
“Um, do you work here?” Rowan finally asked. Angela nodded. “My stuff is missing.”
“Are you sure this is your locker?” she asked. Angela figured the bag she’d moved had been Rowan’s, but why not have a bit of fun?
“No. This is my friend’s locker. I actually left it over there.” Rowan nodded his head at the spot but Angela looked confused.
“I’m sorry, where?” she asked. Without thinking, Rowan pointed with one of his hands, leaving him even less to cover up with. Angela’s eyes didn’t follow the direction he was pointing. Instead, she looked at his growing exposure. Rowan’s pointing hand quickly returned to protect his modesty.
“Hmm…” Angela said, acting perplexed. “Let’s take a look around.” Angela led the boy toward the back of the room, further away from the locker in which she knew his bag was. She also used this opportunity to get behind the boy and see his muscular butt, fully uncovered while his hands were busy elsewhere.
“BRO! WHAT ARE YOU DOING!?” Seth laughed, re-entering the locker room with Joseph. At this point, Rowan was on all fours (well, threes, since one hand was still covering his balls), looking under the sink for his bag, where Angela suggested someone might have accidentally shoved it. Angela was fully taking in the sight of this muscular stud, knowing her time with him was limited.
After some ribbing from his friends, they all helped him look for his bag. Angela was the one to magically find it after another few minutes. With that, she handed Rowan her card, and offered him a complimentary personal training session, giving him a final wink. At this, she returned back to mopping, but kept her eyes up, glued to the back of the boy, and watching him finish dressing.
Part 7 - The Remedy
Cannot wait to see who it is.