Gym Encounter 2
by John D.
Oh shit, what am I going to wear? I’m going to sit down with the biggest most muscular stud I have ever seen in my life! I can’t believe it! What the fuck am I going to wear?
David looked at himself in the mirror in his dorm room. He had just taken a shower and was looking at his little body. His muscles were small but they were toned. He flexed his little bubble butt. And he looked at his little cock, which was rock hard. It was standing straight up, almost hitting his tiny waist.
I can’t believe it. I still can’t believe it. The strongest, biggest. most gorgeous kid I have ever seen actually talked to me! I thought he was going to yell at me or give me the finger for looking at his muscles, but he talked to me! And he let me touch his muscles! I touched his huge muscles! They were like rocks! And now I’m going to have coffee with him! I just can’t believe it. What the fuck am I going to wear?
Mike had also just finished taking a shower. He flexed his muscles in the mirror in his dorm room and smiled. Oh yeah. Nice and pumped. I really worked those chest and delt muscles hard. Oh yeah. They feel so big, so hard. Nice and pumped and hard as rocks. That little kid couldn’t believe how much weight I could lift. His cock was hard the whole time! God that was fun. And I made him cry when he tried to spot me on the bench and I let the 500 pound bar fall down to my chest. He was too weak to do anything and he started crying because he was so weak. But then I just pushed the weight back up and did two more reps easy. Fuck that was fun. The kid put his face in my pecs and cried. I guess that was kind of a mean joke, but I know he liked feeling my huge pec muscles surrounding his cute little face. Oh yeah, that kid is so cute with those big blue eyes and that little bubble butt. Mike rubbed his hard cock as he looked at his huge body.
But maybe that big kid is just setting me up. Maybe he’s gonna drag me into some alley and beat me up. Big muscular kids love to beat up little kids like me. It makes ‘em feel big and strong and dominant. I got beat up a couple of times in high school. I’d look at some kid’s muscles too long and he’d come up to me and yell at me for being a queer and then smash his big fist into my gut or into my face. But I just can’t help it. I love lookiing at muscles. And the gym is the best place to look at muscles. This big kid seemed so nice in the gym but maybe he’s setting me up. Oh god. And what am I going to wear?
I got to be careful not to intimidate that little kid. I don’t want to scare him. I’ve scared a lot of kids with my big body. No kid ever fucks with me. But I’ve only beat up a couple of kids and they were real assholes. I know he likes muscles but I don’t want to scare him away. I’ve never seduced a boy before. I’ve fucked hundreds of girls but I’ve never fucked a guy. I don’t know why I’m so turned on by that kid’s little body. Maybe it’s his big blue eyes. Or his delicate little face. Or his little toned muscles. Or his round bubble butt. But that kid really turns me on. Am I going gay? Oh geez.
I don’t want to wear anything that looks too gay. A lot of straight guys are turned on by big muscles too. Every kid wishes he had big muscles. Then when a kid really gets huge muscles like this guy we puny guys who wanted big muscles get really turned on when we see them. But I know I’m gay. I never liked girls. All I like is muscle and I’m going to have coffee with a muscle stud! But I don’t want to dress like I’m gay. I’m going to be just a normal college student having coffee with a friend.
I better straighten up my dorm room. Maybe I can convince the kid to come back here. I’ll tell him I’ll pose for him or something like that. I know he’ll want to see my muscles. Oh yeah, I’ll pose but then I’m gonna fuck him. He won’t be able to stop me. I’m like 10 times stronger than he is. First I’m gonna face fuck him. Then I’m gonna fuck his cute little ass. And maybe he’ll want it. Maybe he’ll want to be fucked by a huge muscle stud like me. I’ll throw on a tee shirt and some shorts and go meet the kid. I don’t care what I wear. All the kid will be looking at is my muscles. Oh yeah, no boxers. I’m goin’ commando. I can just drop my shorts and ram this big weapon into his mouth. Geez, this shirt is so tight. I think my chest has grown a couple of inches. And it’s all pumped up too. Fuck, my pecs are just bulging out under the fabric. And my shoulders look like big bowling balls. God, look how they stretch the fabric. And the sleeves don’t even come close to fitting over my biceps. It feels so good being big and full of muscle.
Okay, a nice blue polo shirt and some jeans. My best briefs - yeah the Under Armour ones that hug my butt so well. I wonder if the big kid will want to see my butt? He seemed to be looking at it all the time in the gym. That and my eyes. He kept staring at my eyes and staring at my butt. Of course I was staring at his body the whole time. God I can hardly wait to see him. I better leave. Don’t want to be late.
I think I’ll throw on some men’s cologne. I always used it with the girls. And I’m not gonna shave. The girls always liked my hard black whiskers. They always said I was so manly. So big, so strong, so handsome. And here I am, almost like I’m dating a girl. Although I won’t let him know it’s like a date. I don’t want him or anyone else to think I’m gay. I’m just going to have coffee with him, take him back to my dorm room and fuck him.
God I’ve been waiting here for 10 minutes and he’s not here yet. I wonder if he’s going to stand me up. Maybe he got a better offer. Maybe some girl called him and wants him to fuck her. Or maybe he just forgot about me. Maybe I’m so insignificant to a big stud like him that he just forgot about me. Oh god. Oh god. He stood me up. Wait! There he is! He’s coming in the door. Oh my god. Look at his body. That shirt can hardly hold in all those muscles! God he looks so good! And he’s coming over to me! He’s smiling at me. That huge stud is smiling at me!
“Hey kid, sorry I’m late. Hey I never got your name in the gym. My name’s Mike.” God, he’s just a cute as a button.
“Uh, my name’s David. Good to see you Mike.” Oh my god his hand is huge. He’s shaking my hand and it’s like I’m being squeezed by a huge piece of beef. His whole hand is full of muscle. And his fingers are so big and thick. He could crush all my bones I bet. Look at that forearm. Look at all those veins. Look at all that muscle. Oh god.
“What kind of coffee do you want, David? I’ll go and buy it.”
Oh god. I don’t want to order something really gay. I should have thought about this in advance. Oh god. Oh god. “I’ll just have whatever you’re having, Mike.” Whew. God look at his huge back as he struts over to the counter. And his shoulders. They must be a yard wide. Look at all that fucking muscle! And those arms. They’re like huge footballs of muscle. His shirt can’t even fit over his biceps. Oh my god.
That kid sure is cute. As I came in, he looked at my body with those beautiful blue eyes. His eyes got wider and wider as he saw just how big and muscular I am. He’s dressed just like a little preppy boy. And his tiny arms look real cute. Very small but kind of cut. He has a very toned little body.
“Two mocha frappuchinos, please. Here’s the money. Name’s Mike. Yeah, I work out. How can you tell? Hahaha. Yeah, my arm is huge. Here, I’ll flex it for you. You like all that muscle? Yeah, it’s real hard. Like a rock. See ya, girl.”
Look at Mike flexing for the girl behind the counter. Her eyes can’t believe how big his arms are. Look at her hand move towards him. I know she wants to touch his arm but he’s not going to let her. He just flexed and made her look. I bet he’s fucked a lot of girls. I haven’t fucked one girl. I haven’t even fucked one guy. I’ve never had sex in my life. I bet he’s fucked whoever he wants. He’s got the coffees and is walking over to me. I wonder if he’s going to let me touch his muscles. He didn’t let the girl touch his muscles. I so want to touch his muscles. God I won’t be able to sit still if I can’t touch his muscles.
I’m holding the frappuchinos, one in each hand, and I’m walking slowly. The kid’s eyes are fixated on my biceps. Even when I’m just holding a drink those big mothers flex like crazy. Looks like he’s really nervous. I wonder what he’s nervous about? “Here’s your coffee, David. It’s a mocha frappuchino.”
“Uh, thanks, Mike. Here, let me give you some money to cover my drink.” Oh my god, he’s pushing down on my arm with his huge hand. He’s forcing my arm to the table. God look at his incredible muscles.
“Oh no, it’s my treat. But let me ask you something. You looked really nervous when I was walking over here. Is there something wrong?” God, he blushed. His face turned beet red. He is so cute!
“Uh, well, I saw how that girl was looking at your arm and how you flexed for her and I know she wanted to touch your muscle but you didn’t let her. I guess you don’t let people touch your muscles which made me sad. I wanted to touch your arm, Mike, but I bet you won’t let me.” Look at his face. He’s so brutally handsome. Look at his black whiskers, his tan skin, his big brown eyes. He’s a real man.
God the kid is really into my muscles. “That girl was too ugly to touch my muscles. I only let cute girls touch my muscles.”
Oh shit, he only lets cute girls touch his muscles. I’m toast. He just wants to sit here and have coffee and talk. Fuck. My cock is so hard! But wait. He’s smiling at me. And now he put down his coffee and is flexing his bicep right in front of me. God that muscle is so huge! Oh god I want to touch that muscle.
“Touch it, David. Touch my huge muscle.” He’s as cute as the cutest girls. He’s way cuter than that cunt at the coffee bar. He’s putting his little fingers on the muscle and I can hear him gasp. He’s never felt human flesh that was so hard. And so big. Now he’s wrapping his little fingers around the bicep and squeezing. Yeah, he can’t make even a small dent. My muscle is as hard as iron. Now he’s gasping some more. This is really fun.
“Oh god Mike. Your arm is so huge and so hard. You muscle feels like hot iron. I can feel the fibers flexing. They feel like steel cords. And I can feel the veins pulsating with blood. Look at your fucking veins. Oh god Mike. Oh god.” I’m going to wrap my fingers around that huge bicep and squeeze it. Oh fuck, it’s so hard. I can’t make even a tiny dent. It’s like I’m squeezing an iron ball. “Oh god, your muscle is so hard. How can it be so big and so hard?” Oh god, I think I’m going to cum in my pants, just like I did in the gym. Yeah, I’m cumming. I’m feeling Mike’s huge arm and cumming like crazy. Oh god.
He’s kind of quivering. Oh, I know what it is. He’s cumming in his pants again. So funny. He is really into my muscles. “Uh, David, I think you may have spilled the cream on your pants.” Hehehe. He’s blushing again. He’s really embarrassed. He’s letting go of my arm.
God, how embarrassing. Cumming in my pants right here in Starbucks. I hope nobody saw me. Looks like nobody’s paying attention to me, thank god. But Mike keeps getting glances. Everybody keeps looking at his body. But then they turn away because they don’t want to stare. “Sorry Mike. I get so turned on by your muscles. I guess you knew that. When I was a kid I wanted big muscles like you’ve got. Then I worked out in Middle School and High School hoping I would get a huge chest and huge arms and huge legs. But this is all I got.”
He’s flexing his little arm for me. It’s really small, probably only about 11 inches, but it looks hard. Even though he can’t build big muscles he keeps his body really toned. I’m gonna feel it. “Hey your bicep is really hard. It’s small but it’s hard. Not as hard as mine but still hard. You’ve got a nice looking little body, you know that, David?” He’s blushing again. God he is so cute.
“Do you really think so? Compared to you I’m a little wimp. My muscles are so tiny. But I don’t have any fat so you can really see ‘em.” I can’t believe it. This huge stud likes my body! He likes my little body! Oh now he’s looking at my eyes. He’s always looking at my eyes.
“You’ve got real pretty eyes, David. They’re so blue, so light, like sparkling crystals of blue ice. I’ve got plain old brown eyes and you’ve got beautiful blue eyes.” Now he’s looking at my eyes. He’s looking at my face.
“Your eyes aren’t plain old brown eyes. They’re very masculine. Very manly. Your whole face is masculine. You’ve got a strong jaw, black whiskers, wide cheekbones. You’re a man, Mike. A real man. I feel like a little boy next to you.” He’s smiling me. He really seems to like me. It’s hard to believe this huge stud likes me. “When I was a kid my hero was Superman. I so wanted big strong muscles like Superman. I bought some muscle magazines and lifted weights all though middle school and high school and this is all I got. A skinny little body. Boy I wish I was built like you. You’re a man, Mike. You’re the man every boy wishes he could become. You even smell good. Like a man should smell.” Do I sound like a total jerk? Here I am saying I wished I looked like him. But it’s true. Every boy wishes he looked like Mike. And here I am sitting next to this god.
“Yeah, I was always stronger than the other boys. I just thought it was natural to be big and strong, because I was. I played all the sports and my football coach in middle school said I should start lifting weights and I’d get even stronger and faster. So I started lifting when I was 13 and my body just exploded. I gained 20 pounds of muscle in the first month. I was way bigger than you when I was 13. And as I got bigger and stronger I wanted to work out harder and harder. My body got huge real fast. I was the strongest boy in my high school when I was only a sophomore. I guess I got good genes or something.” Oh god, he’s panting. He’s just panting with lust thinking about my body growing muscle so fast when he couldn’t add any muscle at all. Now he’s drinking his coffee, trying to calm down.
“Umm, this coffee’s real good.” I want to drink slowly because I want to stay here with Mike as long as I can. I just can’t get enough of his body, his face, everything about him. And he’s so nice to me. All the other muscle jocks have been so mean to me. And Mike’s is nice! Look at that face. He’s staring at me and smiling as he drinks his coffee.
“Yeah, I like the mocha flavor.” Okay, I hope I don’t embarrass him too much. Here goes. “So have you always checked out the muscle guys in the gym? I saw you looking at me as soon as I came in the door.” Oh, he’s blushing again. And he’s sipping a little faster. I hope he doesn’t get up and leave.
Oh god, he’s knows I’m gay. He knows I check out guys with muscle. Is he going to get mad at me? But he’s been so nice. I’ll be honest. I need to be honest. “Uh, well, yeah. I always look at the muscular guys in the gym. I like to watch ‘em work out, straining their big muscles and getting all pumped. To be honest, Mike, that’s half of the reason I go to the gym. To watch the muscle guys. And when you walked in the door my knees almost buckled. You are the biggest, most muscular boy I have ever seen. And then you let me watch you work out. This has been the best day ever, Mike.” He’s not frowning. In fact he’s smiling more. And he’s drinking his coffee real fast.
Oh this is going to be so easy. He loves muscle and I’ve got muscle. But I need to make sure he doesn’t start blabbing. I’m straight. I don’t want anyone thinking I’m gay. Yeah, I want to look into his blue eyes and feel his little toned muscles and rub my hands on his little bubble butt. But I'm straight. “Yeah, you really like muscle, I can tell. And I got a lot of muscle.” I’ll flex my arm again. God, his eyes just bulge out when he looks at my flexing muscle. “I’m straight, you know. I’ve fucked lots of girls. All the girls want me to fuck ‘em. That ugly coffee girl wanted me to fuck her.” I’m going to be honest. I wonder how he’ll take it. “You know, David, I think you’re real cute. I like your toned little body and your big blue eyes. You’re cuter than a lot of girls.” Oh god, he’s really blushing now. And he’s drinking real fast.
What is he talking about? He thinks I’m cute? He thinks I’m cuter than a lot of girls? What is he getting at? Does he want to fuck me? Oh god, I’ve never been fucked before. I’ve never even sucked a cock. He thinks I’m cute. He’s fucked at lot of girls. Oh my god. “Uh, thanks, I think.”
Okay, here goes. I hope I haven’t already scared him. “Well I was just thinking that we could go over to my dorm room and you could check out my muscles real good. You could check every muscle real close, including the big thick one between my legs. But you gotta promise you won’t tell anyone. No one else can know. What do you say? Wanna feel some big hard muscles? Wanna feel a big hard cock?” Oh my god. He slammed his coffee cup on the table. Now he’s standing up and grabbing my arm.
Oh my god. What did he just say? He wants me to go to his dorm room and check out his muscles? And I can check out his cock too. Maybe I can suck his cock! Maybe he’ll fuck me! Oh god I can’t believe it. I just can’t believe it. I’m jumping to my feet and grabbing his huge arm. “Oh yeah, I promise! Lets go!”
To be continued