You were at boxing, hitting the sack. Your trainer was your brothers best friend. "Move those arms!" he shouted as someone, you kept hitting It. He walked up to you and watched you. "Yeah y/n, your getting better atit." he said as he grinned at you.

"Thanks." you said, wiping the sweat off your forehead. He walked up to you and held your hips, "Maybe just move them more when you hit it, got it?" You were red, he was hard, you nodded. He hit your ass as he walked away. He winked.