The Pick-Up
by F_R_Eaky
(Picture it, you're at a club...at a table...watching the crowd, the lights... feel the beat of the music slamming your body, your head. You ears hear the sounds of that music, of glasses tinkling, of the crowd talking, chanting, muttering, dancing, shuffling...and then this person comes up to you and you know... it's going to happen, the pick up line.....)
“Hi… happening crowd here tonight, ain’t it?
“Yeah…. It is a little too crowded, but the music is great; that DJ’s fantastic!
“That’s what I wanted to talk with you about. My name’s John. Yes… it really is. Wow.. that’s pretty firm handshake you got there. I like that…
“Ahuh….so…..anyway…the music is really good…and I saw you sitting here… and….ahahahaaaaa…I suck at making a first impression, don’t I? The point of it is… I think you’re god-awful handsome and I’d like to know if you’d care to dance?
“I know… the music is fast right now, but I figure we could semi-dance together, kind of separate, apart, and that way we wouldn’t be too close like we would during a slow song, until you get know me. You wouldn’t have to be uncomfortable or anything.. Not quite so forward, ya know?
(Laughs) “Well, yeah I told you that about two sentences ago. I suck at pick ups. But, I’m not lookin’ for a one night stand or quick lay here. I really do think you’re hot as hell, and the staff here all said you’re a nice guy, so I’d like to take sometime to get to know ya. So, will ya dance with me?
“Awesome…
“I love the feel of the thump of the music…don’t you? I feel like the energy is coursing right through me, so alive…so energetic. (laughs) no…no…it’s ok if you can’t dance well. I’m not the best either (spin) although some friends say I hoof it rather well. Hahaha.
“Pardon? Do I mind you’re the same height as me? No. I don’t mind. I have a size fetish…in the extreme in real life, but that’s all fantasy. In real life, the thing that gets me about men, is their personality and ….(swallows) uh…their eyes….you have some really deep, beautiful eyes, ya know that….
(turns head)” Yeah… I know I’m blushing. I feel the heat rising to my head. I’m just nervous… why? Ahahahaaaaaaa… because I think you’re a great lookin’ guy, and so far you’re like the staff said, a really nice joe…so uhm what do you normally do? The staff says they know ya, but they refer to you as occassionally here, so besides a job, you obviously have a life other than the club; which is cool. I like coming down to one maybe once a night each weekend at the most, but usually once a month will sedate my dance fix. (laughs)
“That’s your career?....interesting. And you’re trying to work out? I think you’re doing a little better than trying to work out.
“No, seriously… your shoulders look broad, nice wide back…
“Awww, cmon. I can see a ‘v’ forming there, even if you are wearing a semi-loose shirt. You don’t look all that thick in the waist to me. I bet you’ve even got abs, some nice cobblestones going on there, probably some decent obliques as well.
“Ooooh yeah, I used a ‘big word’ in describing the musculature of the body…yeah I know a bit about workin’ out and body building and all that. I don’t have the time to really get into it, to dedicate myself, ya know… but I do alright. I look really slim, but I do have enough muscle on me that I’m really not stick figure or pipe cleanner frame, I have some lumps and bumps to my outline. (laughs) And I am cut, defined well. I’m not sharp, not like rock solid chiseled, but you can see my individual muscles and all, they’re just a touch on the smooth side.
“Oh… slow song…we can go sit down if ya…..OH!.....yes, I know I’m blushing again. Well, I didn’t expect ya to pull me in for a slow dance…
“I know I’m blushing harder… it’s just if ya pulled me in for a slow dance, then you’re comfortable with me, willing to talk with me and all, means ya might even like me…(laughs, buries face into shoulder. Wraps arms around waist, moves hands up the traps, over the back and shoulders…)
“Hmmmmm…wow… you really have a good solid ‘v’ going there…and some really good delts too…
“No, seriously you do… you feel very tight, solid. I can even feel a good start of a chest ridge there….and I can feel heat radiating off of you…(rests head on shoulder with mouth turned towards ear)…. You’re hot in more ways than one….
“OH! Did you just….cop a feel of my ass? Turn about’s fairplay, mister… (grope) Oooh….nice tight, packed, lil bubble going on there….I think someone gets out to the gym and succeeds more than they’re letting on.
“I understand what you’re saying… I like a good pump too. Kind of like I described the music earlier. But you feel so clean, even though you’re covered with sweat, ‘cause you’ve just sweated out a day’s worth of toxins, and you’re blood is rushing all through your body, and it’s all swollen and tight, but feels like its sooo strong and full of power. I bet you’ve got a decent set of arms don’t you?
“They’re alright? They’re alright?!? If alright is like your back, traps, lats, then I bet they’re nice to see…come on, show me a little bit of the gun show..just flex one for me. Please?
“Hmmmmmm (squeeze) That… that is nice…very nice to look at… even through that shirt.
“What do you mean it feels tighter that it did earlier? You sure you had on a really loose shirt? Well, I don’t mind, I think you look great (moves in closer for the continuing slow dance hands running up and down back, ass, thigh….) ….hmmmm I think you feel great. I’m not getting you worked up am I? I’m not like forcing a pump on you by being so touchy feely?
“Hmmmm. I’m glad you don’t mind if I am. Even fully clothed I can tell you have a great body, you’ve done well, very well with your program…nice broad back, wide shoulders, big arms, thick forearms even…tapered waist, nice ass, great thighs…all to go with that personality, you are one in a thousand, hun .. … …
“Whoa! You ok? You kind of stumbled there…
“Your feet hurt? I didn’t step on them did I? Hmmm time for fast music again….I…
“Nothing’s wrong…. It’s all good…. Just… you were being nice and fibbed to me a little didn’t you? Well our eye to eye is a little off, which means you’re like an inch or two taller than me. Don’t worry (moves behind dances bump and grind with you)…. I don’t mind at all…
(hands come from behind, roaving, roaming, caressing all up and down your torso)
“Hmmmmm… you feel sooo tight….and defined…. Even through your shirt I can feel the size, the mounding of the muscle, the pop and flex of it… you’re an athlete aren’t you? Part of your workouts are for a living aren’t they? Damn… you’re radiating so much heat…(sniff) and I’m beginning to smell your sweat…but it’s more like musk….like a real man scent…
(runs hands down the front of your thighs, slightly inward)
“My goodness you’re filling out these jeans really well…. And I can see how well you’ve worked those thighs…baby got back….you are just soooo friggin’ hot. You’re like something between a swimmer’s build and a gymnast or soccer player aren’t you?
“OH! You ok? I’m sorry, my comments are throwing you off your concentration to dance aren’t I? Still a pain in your feet… maybe we should go sit down… let me help you up……
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“What? Nothing, just uhm… (swallow) I keep forgetting you’re a bit on the tall side…
“Well, I think you are… cmon, top of my head is just below your eyes… you’re amongst the tall set…. And the build set… look at how your body is stretching that shirt to its limits! Not to mention those tight jeans…the hem of that shirt just barely comes down to your waist. You slight boy… you bought your clothes for tonight a half a size to a size too small didn’t you?
“You sure? I mean you…..whoooo….. Ok… let’s go sit down….Let’s take a booth… I know it might be a little tight for you, but at least you can kind of lie back if you need to. Look, if you need to go home or something…it’s ok…and here I am gushing about how you look while you might not be feeling well, I’m sorry. Don’t blame you if you don’t ask for my phone number or anything.
“You sure? You feel fine?
“You feel better than you did earlier? Well, I was gonna say you look like it’d be hard to make you sick. I mean you look so healthy…so strong… (snuggles up to you) …and well, so big. I know… I said I’m primarily all about personality…it’s just… you….you have a great personality, and a face… the face… it’s like all of the features desired with a man’s man, but combined with some of the features of model….and those eyes of yours…those eyes… so …just….(eyes close moves in and kisses you, long, deep, while his hand go roving up your abs –under your shirt – and gropes and massages your pecs outside your shirt)
(gasp) “I’m sorry…. I just can’t help myself… you’re so handsome, so strong… I can feel it in your hands… those thick fingered, wide palmed, strong hands, as you hold onto me here… (kiss your cheek, moving down to your neck) hmmmm oh and I see and feel how thick and strong and chorded your neck is….with sholder and back muscles that rise and mound up to meet it….
(hands roam down further over your abs, over your thighs, down in between your thighs)
“ oooooh…. Big hands… big package… all soft and balled up, still it’s mound is incredible…so tall… I bet you have big feet to go with it to support and stablize this huge frame….
(riiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiip…stri…stri…stri..stiiiiip-striiiiiip)
“Oh! Your shirt front…it just…your chest is…..oh……fuck…. And you just kicked your legs, do your feet still hurt…my god! You’re built like a gymnast…a little bigger….muscles popping everywhere.. that shirt is so tight on you…. Those jeans… the side stiches look like they’re going to give way from your thighs….
“Stand up? Oh… you need to go don’t you? I’m sorry I’ve not given any consideration to how you were feeling, I let this get the best of me…Well… it was nice to have met you…
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“Oh fuck……you’re like a head taller than I am…(swoon)
“Wha? Oh….OH!?! You’re carrying me! Holy….you are one strong man….We’ve left the club… yes, I think I can stand…ok…what? Get in the car… ok……
“You ok? You look…I don’t know kind of…wild…frantic…or…..(swallows…eyes widen)….jeez this car makes you look huge…. How do you fit in this thing? All that leg length and the size, the circumrence…. I mean the girth of your thighs, how do they fit in this car under the steering column? Uhm… where… where are we going?
“What do you mean you’re giving me more than your phone number?
“We’re going to your place?!? Look, I kow I was coming on a bit strong back there, and I’m sorry, but I really don’t want a one night stand, a ‘wham-blur thank you, sir’ kind of night. I want it to be meaningful, to… … … did you just pop your arm? Did you just flex your arm for me… listen just because you’re built doesn’t mean I’m going to…oh lord…pec bounce….”
(feel the stares as the eyes wash over you…travelling up and down each and every inch of you. Round and over each mound and curve, valley and crevice, pop and bulge, and then stare into your eyes, as those eyes widen in awe, lust, astonishment…)
“Wait….
“Don’t slam the door shut on me… hold on… lord… your stride step….you don’t talk to me in the car… and now you outwalk me to your door… ok yes, it’s open… (steps inside) listen I’m here, we got you home, you can rest… I’ll call a cab to take me home now that we know you’re back here and safe…
“You…just effortlessly picked me up and kissed me…. This looks like a nice house, very old, very charming….oh…(swallow) the bedroom….. ok… look like I said before I don’t want a one night stand I ju……..just……just ripped off all your clothes…literally ripped them off…I… I don…..don’t think I’ve ever become so hard so fast….picking me up again…. We’re on the bed…ok look I……hmmmmmmmmmmm
(body goes semi-limp in your arms… hands begin to groupe, caress, glide over yourback, shoulders, chest abs, arms…)
“Hmmmmmmm oh my god… you’re sooo built… look at those abs… look at that chest… so hard, so thick, so strirated, so hard…and your nips and areola! My gawd sooo sexy of shape…pop your arms for me… raise them up… flex….FLEX! Ooooh… shit… fuck the gun show these are cannons… they look huge… even bigger than they did in the club…
“Are you ok? You sound like you’re moaning? Or do you like this… me feeling you…touching you…groping you… all this fine…rock hard….granite solid….muscle! Feel your neck… so solid, so thick…tapered at top to join your head, widening at the base to connect to the torso.. so packed full of muscle, who would every guess it’s the long long neck of a very tall tall man…
“These shoulders rising higher and higher, mounding thicker up to the neck, down to the delts, these huge, round, globular, cannon ball size delts….
“And this chest…it keeps rising and rising, barrelling out more and more, thicker and fuller, wider…my god I can stick a finger in that valley I think…so deep so huge is that crevice…so cut, with such hmmmmmmm firm thick nipples… I want to massage this all night…
“But I’ve got to go down and trace these abs… like a cobblestone road! Ooooone….twooooooo…threeeeeee……fooooooour…..fiiiii iiiiiiiive……siiiiiiiiiiiiix…..seveeeeeeeen……….eeee eeeeeeeeeeeight….eight full, solid, cut, defined, hunks of brick with all these smaller ones, in an almost herringbone pattern branching off on either side heading towards your lats….my god I underestimated that ‘v’ shape…it’s more the width of a ‘w’.
“Oh fuck, the the whole of your torso… so thick and massive so wide… I think you’re three fourths as wide as the bed! And how you fight for space with yourself those lats against those arms! My god those arms are huge… you’re like a powerlifter size but with the cuts of a swimmer….How come I didn’t notice you were like this in the club before! Those arms just stick out there and they just….POP! Feel the density of that ball of the bicep…. And that tricep is filling out the back of your upper arm like nobody’s business.
“ I’ve got to move down…. Look at these legs…. Those thighs…. So many tear drop shapes, bouncing and bunching, popping and rolling… from that increasing in size yet staying so firm and bubble like butt…curving in, and then out with chords…no…cables of power heading down to the back of the knee…
“And those calves….look at how big they are… I think they match those forearms up there. Those big, huge, meaty forearms with all those ridges and cuts and crevices. Forearms that’d make you look like Popeye if it weren’t for the massive upper arms you have…but there they are those calves as big as those forearms….huge diamond, heart like shape, pulsing, throbbing with power each time you walk and flex them.
“Good lord, look at the size of your feet! They’re so huge… but so strong looking…so thick….wide….manly feet….strong too…. With power….stability…..solid, sturdy, long feet, to keep a man like you upright. (massages feet) my hands look so small compared to them….
“Oh you’ve stood up….ohh….My head… my…head… only comes up to just under your arm pits…..and your build! My god….your like a professional bodybuilder size….only…on…such….such a….tall gentleman…. OH! You’ve ripped my clothes off….
“Oh….my…look at the size of…..that…. that is….is…. HUGE! (reaches out) OH MY GOD! IT’S SOFT! It’s all pliable…but that’s impossible that thing has gotta be at least a good…inches long… I mean it hangs so low, especially after coming…well that is hanging over those…balls…fuck….how big are those? Their like….walnuts, no plumb, peaches, oranges, grapefruits?!? Are they still swelling in size!?!
“No, but that cock is…your cock…holy shit…it’s getting erect…. I mean… it’s getting bigger! You don’t just have a shower…you have a grower as well! That thing is monsterous…its just huge…so thi…that’s not thickness that’s girth! That’s so full, so veiny… so…hmmmmm hmmmmm hmmmmmm hmmmmmmm (gag) hmmm… (cough) hmmmmmm hmmmm hmmmm hmmmm hmmm hmmmm hmmmmm hmmmm
….. (pop)
“uhmmm wait…no wait…I’m still working… oh you just ripped my shirt off of me…and no you depants me……laying me on the bed…oh wait! No! That’s gonna…it’ll…. OOOh that’s the head touching my…..? ….OOOOOOOOOH! WHAT WAS THAT! THAT….That… that…. Oh my…
“That was just the head.. the HEA---ad… oh Oh OH OOOOOH fuck how far…wait oh my god…the pain…the plea-SURE!… the PAIN! AII AIII SHIT! My legs have to be spread aprart so my ass can accept your whole rod… oh my GAAA AAAH AAAH Awwwd! d dd d …..
“That last time it felt even LON-……….ger…. er…. Uh…oh…. Hee… huh….. fuck is it getting even bigger?!. I think that last time it reached all the way to MY! AY AY AY OH!
“Oh….rolling over… laying on the bed….MY GOD! YOU! YOU!..... you look like you’re as wide as the bed…and your legs… your feet are sticking out from the bed like top of shins down! Your muscles are fuller… thicker…. Cut…defined… all these veins popping to the surface, engorged… you look like you could beat Mr. Olympia….. How did I wind up with such a huge muscle beast life you… so cut… so built….so strong…so defined….and soooo HUNG!
“Ahhh oooh you… you … your sooo bi-IG-ih ihg…….damn I can feel each of your balls as I come down… feel like bowling balls under my ass….and that rod feels like your fucking fore ARM! Harm…har…ha……
“OH!
“DAMN!
“SHIT!
“FUCK!
“OH
“HO
“HUH
“HOO
“HAAAA
“GAARRRRRRRRRRRRRRGPH!
“OH
“OH OH OH OH OHOH
“HOOOOOOOOOO!
“Oh my god….the amount of cum…..gushing into me….up into me… squirting out of me… the seal around my hole and your cock so tight…..like a blast… OOOH….AHHHH from a fire hose….feels like you’ve spewed cups…maybe a half gallon of cum into me….uh…huh… oh….
“Pulling out of me…. I…don’t think….don’t think I can walk……look at you… standing up… your head almost touches the ceiling…you’re half as wide as the room… your built like the hulk, with a bracket sized back and tapered waist with full abs…you cock is a like a third leg almost….how do you hide the buldge when you walk out?
“Walking towards the bed, your house thunders with each of your steps… you must weight a ton….How did no one else stare at you at the club? You’re so massive, so huge, so built…. Oh, picking me up… lying down on the bed…lying me on your chest…. I think I could almost fit on there…Moving down so we’re feet to feet my head comes up two rows down your abs, from the top…you are one giant of a man….pulling me back up top….resting on your chest… you’ve pulled the sheets over us…you’ve laid your arms over me… they’re so large…so meaty… I can’t move them…. (shudder) OOH! Oh….sorry bout that. We can clean it up later…
“Feeling your chest…tracing your nipple….
“May I squeeze your bicep…. So huge….such a mountainous peak on it…
“I can feel all your abs move when you breathe….
“So…can I see you again…..
“I really should go…have tobeatwk…..uhm…have…have to be….at work…
“I really like you…I love your build…love to learn some training tips….
“Just cant believe how hues ye are…biggesht buddybuilder f all timmmm…..zzzzzzzz”
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