In an urban gym, a manwearing a loose gray short-sleeved shirt and black gym shorts was doing pull-ups with a 25kg weight plate attached to his waist. Each pull-up was executed with perfect form, drawing the attention of passersby.

Pull-ups are already a challenging exercise; most people without training can’t even do one. Doing them with added weight is even more demanding.

After completing 10 pull-ups, the man jumped down, hands on his hips, catching his breath.

“Wow, Brother Sheng, when will I be able to do pull-ups like you? You’re insane!” A man in oversized loose fitness gear and a baseball cap walked up, admiringly.

The man known as “Brother Sheng” turned to look at him, rolling his eyes as he unbuckled the weight from his waist. “You wish! Your body is way bigger than mine!”

The admirer, despite his loose clothing, had broad shoulders, a muscular chest, and thick thighs.

“Heh heh,” the admirer laughed, “To be honest, at my weight, I can’t do as many reps as you. You’re crazy strong!”

Brother Sheng replied, “I can’t squat more than three times my body weight either! Last time you squatted 300 plus and did it like it was nothing. That’s insane!”

The admirer modestly replied, “That’s because I’m still young! If you were 20 years younger, squatting three times your body weight would be a piece of cake!”

Brother Sheng smiled bitterly, shaking his head. “Don’t flatter me. Are you done with your workout?”

The admirer nodded. “Just finished. I was about to check myself out in the mirror. Want to join me?”

Brother Sheng nodded, and the two walked to the mirror, taking off their shirts.

In the mirror, Brother Sheng’s near 6-foot frame was reflected, with a touch of gray in his short black hair, thick eyebrows, and eyes that held a hint of life’s struggles. Though his skin showed some wrinkles, years of exercise had kept him looking youthful with a healthy, slightly tanned glow. A slight scattering of stubble on his chin added to his mature, rugged appeal.

His physique was impressive—only 12% body fat, with broad shoulders, thick arms, a solid chest, and defined abs. His skin held a healthy, sun-kissed hue, making him look far younger than his nearly 60 years.

From a distance, he could pass for a man in his forties, and up close, he looked like a fit guy in his thirties. Truly an ageless freak of nature.

The other man, meanwhile, revealed a bodybuilder’s physique with massive shoulders, thick triceps and biceps, a chiseled chest, and defined back muscles.

“Damn… Da Jian, you’re getting huge! When’s your next competition?” Brother Sheng admired.

“Ha ha, I’m not competing this year. I’ll be back next year!”

…

After chatting for a while, they said their goodbyes and headed home.

“Brother Sheng” or Zhang Yu Sheng, was a man approaching 60. At 28, he had a son with his wife, who sadly passed away shortly after. Left alone, he raised his son single-handedly, taking on various jobs—selling vegetables, running stalls, working in restaurants, construction, plumbing, and more. He was a jack-of-all-trades.

His son grew up, started working, and Zhang Yu Sheng, now with more free time, invested in financial products successfully, buying a house and ensuring his son had a comfortable life. His son, now working in a foreign company, was doing well financially.

With no financial pressures and stable investment income, Zhang Yu Sheng retired, focusing on fitness and staying healthy. A few years later, his son married his college sweetheart. Zhang Yu Sheng met his daughter-in-law for the first time at the wedding and was struck by her beauty. “Beautiful, fair skin, and a pleasant scent” were his first impressions.

Zhang Yu Sheng was thrilled—for his son to marry such a beauty, and knowing his grandsons would likely be handsome, or his granddaughters beautiful.

Zhang Yu Sheng didn’t have many thoughts about his daughter-in-law; he rarely saw her, and at his age, he wasn’t easily swayed by beauty. He had seen his fair share of attractive women in the gym.

That evening, around 7 or 8 PM, Zhang Yu Sheng returned home, took a shower, and checked his phone, finding a missed call from his son. He called back, curious.

“Hey? Shu Wei, what’s up?” Zhang Yu Sheng asked.

“Ah, Dad, it’s not a big deal. I just wanted to ask if you’ve considered moving in with us for a while?” Shu Wei cut to the chase.

“Huh?” Zhang Yu Sheng was taken aback. Since his son left for college, they hadn’t lived together. Zhang Yu Sheng was used to his solitary life.

“It’s like this, Dad. We’ve been living apart for so long, and you’re getting older. I thought it would be good for you to live with us. I want to take care of you…”

“Shu Wei, my body… I’m probably stronger than you. Don’t worry! Besides, I don’t want to bother you and your wife. Have you talked to Shu Qi about this? She might not be comfortable with this sudden change.”

Shu Wei laughed, “Don’t worry about that. Shu Qi is fine with it. She even agreed immediately. She thinks it’s lonely with just the two of us. We have extra rooms, and it would be nice to have you with us.”

…

Shu Wei went on, making it hard for Zhang Yu Sheng to refuse. Truth be told, Zhang Yu Sheng knew young couples preferred living on their own, and he didn’t want to interfere with their happiness.

“Alright, I’ll come stay with you for a bit. If you two aren’t comfortable, just tell me, and I’ll move back,” Zhang Yu Sheng agreed reluctantly.

“Dad… you’re something else,” Shu Wei chuckled on the other end.

“Alright, let me know when you’re coming,” Shu Wei said before hanging up.

Zhang Yu Sheng looked at his watch; it was almost 9 PM. He thought it was time. A short while later, the doorbell rang. He hurried to open the door.

Standing there was a woman with a youthful allure, wearing a thin coat and a long dress, her ample breasts creating a deep cleavage. Zhang Yu Sheng’s eyes widened.

“Yu Jie, I’ve been waiting for you. It’s been a while,” Zhang Yu Sheng said, his voice hoarse with anticipation.

Yu Jie stepped in, closing the door behind her. She ran a hand over his chest and cupped his face.

“Brother Sheng, I’ve missed you so much,” she purred, her voice seductive as she whispered in his ear.

Suddenly, her hand moved down to his crotch, rubbing him through his pants.

“Your cock is already hard for me,” she cooed.

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