A Muscular and Happy New Year
by R Christopher Cooper
The last holiday of the year was fast approaching. To most of my friends New Years Day is nothing more than hangovers, parades, and football. Not me! At midnight I lift my soft drink or glass of wine, swallow, turn off the TV, and crawl into bed. As I drift off I make my New Years wishes—not resolutions—wishes. They are always the same—health, wealth, and happiness.
Everyone I know seems to have their own way of celebrating the New Year. Some shoot off firecrackers, some go to parties with friends, some celebrate with family, and some dress up and party with strangers in a big hotel ballroom but I spend it like I had every New Years Eve since 2000. Personally I like to stay at home and try to stay awake until midnight. My friends think that I’m nuts and I have the same opinion about being hung over the next day.
I can't believe it's been ten years since the panic of Y2K. I still chuckle at the people that stored up food, water, and candles. They seemed to share a profound disappointment when there was a seamless transition from one century to the next.
Instead of starting the New Year fresh and invigorated, my friends are grouchy, hung over, and probably have made asses of themselves the previous night. Oh yeah I forgot—we must throw out the old year and ring in the new. Some people will party for almost any reason. I left that philosophy behind when I graduated college. Don’t get me wrong I’m no Scrooge, but these days I try to take better care of my body.
I crawled into bed. Then as sleep slowly approaches my hidden wish fills my brain. In that wish I stand before the mirror and I see my face on a body that is rippling with muscle. Totally relaxed my pecs stand out like a professional bodybuilder who works out full time. My entire body is ripped and lean. Each muscle group stands out as if there were no weak points—no hard to build muscle groups. This has always been my ultimate wish—the ultimate resolution.
Trapped in the cusp of sleep, I was between worlds. I breathed out a long sigh preparing to embrace much needed rest. I was hopeful that my intimate wish would come true. Memories of my lost love washed over me. For a moment he was not gone—he was there to hold me, to feel me, to love—to make love. My eyes fluttered, forced open, but he was just out of sight, just out of reach and then that twilight sleep washed me into his arms. He promised to always take care of me, he promised.
My nipples were stiff anticipating his touch—would it be a cooling puff from pursed lips or the hot huff before his tongue flicked and sent waves of delight through my body? Someone was there! Teasing but vanishing when my eyes opened in the slightest!
Nothing in the apartment was out of place—a decorator’s dream— those things that could be replaced. A tear ran down my to my ear—all could be replace except his life.
I knew my lover was near. He was real—now—here. My cock was hard with legs spread wide I threw back the sheet. One hand stroked my tool while the other touched my nipples like he did. My juices flowed and I was ready to pleasure him. I stroked and my balls churned with seed to implant inside him. He always went first. I do love him in me. I begged, in dire need of his love, hoping that I am taken many, many times before the sun creeps over the horizon. At last I sank into a quiet sleep.
In my dreams a wisp of fog appeared watching and waiting. A cooling breath blew over my nakedness and my nipples once again stood erect. I squirmed while feeling the feather touch on my scrotum. My back arched to lift into his touch but to no avail. My knees lifted and rested on my pecs my ass was searching and ready to be probed.
My legs were suddenly spread open with incredible force, unexpectedly rousing me from sleep. My ass was open, primed and ready, my arms held above my head. I was totally unable to move. I gasped at the incredible warmth—the familiar hot breath caressing my balls and ass. I felt something enter my ass crack slithering and sliding deep in the crevasse. He pushed back my legs.
Bursting with lust, I was being penetrated. I was being violated by something very strong. I never felt anything so pure, so hot, so long, so strong, and so hard. With each thrust he was burrowing deeper and deeper inside me. Within seconds the pain in my asshole lessened. I felt his hard cock begin to move in and out of me. Then there was no pain, only warm fullness and the incredible joy of being filled. Deeper and deeper he went until I was sure his prick was touching my heart. At last I felt his body press against mine and knew that I had taken all of him into me. It was his turn to sigh with pleasure.
His lips kissed mine as muscle thick and hard pressed against my body. My mind screamed but no sound came from my throat. All I could do was writhe with passion as he possessed me. My body quivered and twitched as my brain begged to let me touch him.
His cock began to swell completely stretching me to capacity—internal organs shifting, realigning. The cock inside me was threatening to split me in two. He began to thrust faster lifting his huge mass as he fucked. I felt his body radiating heat, smelled the sweat, and heard the slap of skin against skin as he was driving his rod in my ass with ever increasing speed. I gave myself up to him.
Without warning a load burst out of my cock with such a force that it shot heavenward and with a splat against the skin of the beast fucking me. I felt cum rain down on me as my dick continued to shoot. So fucking hot…
As if on cue he groaned and thrust with such force he crushed my body. Like a blast unintelligible sounds of orgasmic delight fill the room. I know he is shooting gallons of cum into my ass. He pulled back and plunged deep as more cum expanded my gut.
My body was completely engulfed by a warmth that seemed to radiate from his seed now implanted deep inside my ass. I gasped for breath as my flesh began to feel hot and flushed. It felt like my body was glowing like red hot coals as his cum began surging throughout my body. The energy was so intense it felt like I had been burning in the hot sun for hours.
He released my hands but I still couldn’t move. I strained to see his face. Soon my pecs began growing upward and outward becoming small mountains. They mounded even higher as they formed two perfect slabs of muscle. I watched as the crevasse between them become sharp and defined. Turning my head I could see my arms and shoulders getting wider and boulder-like. Deep cuts formed perfect thick biceps and horseshoe shaped triceps. I felt my cock harden against my abs. I could feel my back thicken and grow wider. My legs were hugely pumped and weak as if they had been worked to total exhaustion.
My eyes watered as fireworks rockets flashed outside the windows. I wiped my eyes with the sheet. I was alone. Was it a dream? I realized that I could move again. I was covered with cum and the bed was soaked with sweat. It wasn't a dream or was it? Strings of firecrackers exploded on the street as I tried to relive the dream. Less than an hour had passed and yet I stood to use the restroom. I was lightheaded and nearly fell.
I stopped at the phone to call the police but dropped the receiver as I bent my arm. My eyes traveled over my arms as I instinctively flexed my melon sized biceps. I explored my arms and ran my hands over the deep cuts that had grown into perfect horseshoe shaped triceps. Extreme definition separated my shoulders from my arms. I ran my hand over the vein in the middle of my bicep and felt the double peak. I had to flip on the lights.
My eyes adjusted to the light as I stared into the mirror. My chest now blocked direct view of my incredible abs. A deep groove ran down between my pecs as well as my brick like abs. I had to touch the muscle believe that it was real. I had developed a beautiful V taper with wide shoulders and lats running down to a thin waist accented by incredible obliques. I flexed my huge cut and defined quads and calves.
Best of all was my cock. It stood strait up nearly against my abs. I stroked the length and even the slightest touch almost made me blow my load. I took a deep breath and flexed in a most muscular. With just a few strokes I was spraying the mirror with seven enormous volleys of cum.
I stepped into the shower and washed the stink away. I just knew that I would awaken and find my old body in the morning so I wrote this down describing what happened as best I could.
As the first rays of the sun streamed into the loft I opened my eyes and stretched. I stood at the mirror in awe and then I began to flex the body of my dreams. I have no idea how it happened but it did and I’ll just have to accept this New Years Eve gift. I have been skinny and I have been muscular but no matter what anyone says, muscular is better. So it is that I wish you a Happy, Healthy, and Prosperous New Year. May all your wishes and dreams come true.
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