Not in the Architect's Plans 7
by Londonboy
The fact that the meal was one of the best in my entire life was the only thing that took my mind away from the raging hard-on in my pants. I could not believe my cock could stay hard for an hour and a half without any continued provoking from Justin. I figured it was now destined to be in a perpetual state of stiffness because of Justin’s overwhelming body and the mere memories of the stories of how he transformed himself into the muscled stud sitting across from me. I was a little shocked by the amount of food that Justin woofed down during our time at the restaurant. I lost count of entrees but I do know that he had four desserts, while I drank one cup of coffee. I heard more about the guy’s transition into one of the city’s leading contractors. True to his word, the big man gave me a break and told me no other story that involved him doing amazing feats of strength or causing a part of his body to burst through any article of clothing. I could sense my heart was beginning to beat regularly by the time our meal ended. I was taken aback when the waiter told us the meal was complimentary of Chef Thomas, until Justin told me he had done the guy’s house for half of what it really cost. Our waiter let out a tiny whimper when Justin stood up; he was just so overwhelmed by Justin’s size. The big man towered over the other guy by a few feet. If he could have, the server would have followed Justin home like an obedient puppy, but Justin made it clear he was with me – which turned me on even more. Once we were outside and Justin had given the valet his ticket, he turned to me with a big smile.
“I’m hoping the evening doesn’t have to end now, boss. I’m pretty pumped.”
“Yeah? I think you’re always pretty pumped. What did you have in mind, sir?”
“I don’t know. I was thinking maybe I could come over to your place.”
?Well, you do have to take me home, but I think I’d like it if you were a little more aggressive, sir. If that’s okay with you.”
My comment made the huge man break into an even larger smile. I could tell immediately that he understood exactly what I meant. He looked at me a little more intently and then raised his left hand to his right massive pec. He started massaging the gigantic mound of muscle and continued to stare into my eyes. He grabbed a handful of hard meat and squeezed, causing the biceps under the dark sleeve to bulge out even more. Suddenly, the material of the shirt was stretched to the max – it was the kind of sight that could send weaker muscle junkies into a coma. I held my ground because I knew my invitation to make the night continue in a different way had pleased the big guy tremendously.
“I’m coming to your house, Marcus. We’re going to have a little fun”
His tone was completely different. He was just stating a fact, but it sounded like a symphony to me – a symphony ordering me to submit to Justin’s will. My dick was aching again instantly. I could tell that Justin’s cockiness was unparalleled when he was talking about himself or what he was capable of, but he tended to be a little more reserved when it came to what I wanted, especially if it was sexual in nature.
“Yes sir, anything you want sir.”
My response made the big beast turn bright red. He loved me bending to his will and I could tell he was starting to completely understand what I desired from him. There was an awareness growing in our relationship – and it was even larger than his mega cock – it helped both of us to realize what the other guy liked. He was into me praising his body and his feats of strength and I was into him being a little more dominant in his attitude toward me. It was becoming clear that we were turning into a match made in heaven.
“I’m going to lift you into my truck, Marcus. And I’m going to do it with just one hand.”
His statement was like music to my ears. He didn’t ask to lift me and he didn’t say he was going to do it nicely, with two hands. He showed off a little more by making it clear I had no choice in the matter. The big guy was getting bolder. The jumbo truck pulled up and I could barely see the valet’s head over the dashboard. I knew he had slid way down in the seat to reach the gas pedal. Justin reached up to open the door, since the little guy beside him couldn’t reach it. He then scooped me up in his left hand, grabbing my ass hard and rough. He then easily placed me on the seat. For a few seconds I felt like I was on a ride at an amusement park, with my feet dangling way off the ground. I looked over and marveled at the huge chest that was now even with my face as I sat in the very high truck. Justin shut the door, patted the valet’s head to let him know it was okay he couldn’t reach the handle, gave him a tip and then walked around to the driver’s door. He tipped the other guy and then slid into the truck – not having to step up at all. He was so tall that he could simply sit into the huge vehicle. My lust for the giant only increased. He turned to me and smiled.
“I kind of feel like a high school girl driving to a hotel after her prom, Marcus.”
“So, does that make me the studly demanding boyfriend?”
“Why yes, yes it does.”
“Well then, let’s get your sweet ass to my house, big guy.”
“Anything you say, boss, anything you say.”
We drove from the restaurant to my place without saying much. There was so much tension in the air that it felt like a wall between us. The cab of the big vehicle was alive with sexual energy, which seemed to only increase, as we got closer to my street. I kept stealing glances at the giant in the driver seat. Justin was very aware of everything I did and one time, when I turned to stare at him, he released the steering wheel with his right arm and flexed his biceps. Even through the black shirtsleeve I could tell his upper arm was split into multiple mind-blowing peaks that had enough meat packed into them that we could have cut them up and fed an entire small country. I turned my head quickly away, not wanting his flex to cause my hard cock to shoot off like a cannon. My reaction made Justin laugh out loud – and I heard a little evilness in his reaction, which only turned me on more. When we pulled up into my driveway I was sure the entire neighborhood knew we were home. I saw porch lights go on and people peering through their curtains. Justin noticed, too, so he made a big production of moving his huge body out the door of the truck – even stretching his arms out like he might be yawning to emphasize his true size. I had a feeling that at that moment a few neighbors were either passed out on the floor or cursing the sudden wetness at their crotch. Before the big man shut his door, he peered through the cab at me. He had a big grin on his face.
“Don’t move.”
He shut the door and then walked around the front of the truck. I was again shocked at how much of his body could be seen over the hood – since only the top of the valet’s head had been visible when he walked around. My door was opened and Justin leaned in – bringing his face close to mine. I had not moved a muscle.
“Good boy.”
I felt his enormous hand slide under my ass. I was still shocked that he could basically palm my bubble butt. His fingers and thumb came up around my cheeks in a way that made it clear he could have lifted me up and turned his hand over and I would have still stayed in place, upside down. The man was simply a monstrous guy. I was once again struck by the fact that Justin wasn’t some chiseled bodybuilder – no, he was a humongous slab of beef that could only be described as a hairy mega strongman. The guy was thick as hell everywhere on his entire body. My smaller frame was easily lifted from the seat, carried to the front door, and placed on the ground. Justin patted my ass a couple of times after depositing me on the porch.
“It’s fun to lift you so easily, boss. I’d almost like to see how far I could toss your little body. I bet I could have you clearing the roof of your place with no problem. Shall we try?”
“Maybe another time, Justin. I think we both want to get inside more than anything right now.”
“Very true, boss, very true.”
As I turned to the door I reached into my pocket and panicked for a second because I couldn’t feel my keys. A big hand then dangled them from above my head and I remembered Justin had kept them after locking the door. I went to grab them and my tormentor moved them higher, I stretched out my arm and he moved them even further into the air, way beyond my reach. I actually jumped a couple of times to see if I could grab them but Justin was able to lift them much higher than I could jump. It was so embarrassing, but I was also turned on. This guy was hitting all of my buttons and he knew it.
“Can’t reach ‘em, boss? Need some help? I could toss you up in the air, if you want.”
“Or you could just open the door before I attack you right here in public.”
“Don’t say things that you won’t back up with action. I’ve got nothing to lose in this neighborhood. I say we tear each other’s clothes off and have some fun right here. If we choose to, there’s not anyone that can stop us. That work for you, boss?”
“Open the door.”
“How do we ask, boss?”
“Please open the door.”
“Much better.”
Justin let his big arm slide beside me and he put the key into the lock and then opened the door for me. I stepped inside and I could feel that he was right behind me. I heard the door shut and I turned around, my nose actually scraping the lower part of the guy’s monstrous chest. Suddenly, I was staring directly into the space between his fur-covered pecs. I got an instant whiff of manly sweat and some sweet smelling cologne. I tilted my head upward, causing my chin to connect with his skin, and gazed through the valley that ran the length of his mammoth slabs of muscled meat. Justin was looking down at me, like some freakish giant. I swallowed hard and the gulp sound made the big man laugh. His pecs bounced around my face, causing me to get light-headed for a few seconds. I focused my vision again and Justin smiled at me.
“I’m new to all of this, boss.”
“New to what?”
“Dating.”
“What do you mean, Justin? I’m sure you’ve been with lots of men.”
“I’ve been with a few – like Goliath – but I’ve always just taken care of business quickly, to satisfy my urges. I’ve never had any kind of foreplay or even stayed with anyone overnight.”
“What do you mean, Justin?”
His face turned red. I could tell he was really worried about what he was going to share. I smiled at him to try to lessen his nervousness. I was still staring up at him like a little child next to a big bull. I was so taken with the guy that I almost missed the fact that he wanted to tell me something really big. I made it clear by my smile that I was all ears and he could tell me anything.
“I haven’t ever dated anyone. I’ve been waiting for you, Marcus. I sucked Goliath off and let him do it to me, but besides a couple of other quick blowjobs when I was really beyond horny, I haven’t done anything. I haven’t ever wanted anyone like I want you. I’m a grown man that doesn’t really know what I should be doing next – when it comes to this kind of relationship.”
The huge guy’s honesty blew me away. I am sure my mouth dropped completely open and my face revealed how shocked I was. It was clear Justin immediately misread my shock as disappointment and his big body seemed to deflate in some way. I was amazed at how such a big man could easily become so vulnerable. I could instantly tell that Justin was sharing the most important statement of his entire life. I did nothing to take advantage of the man, but I did take charge of the situation.
“So, should I lead for a little while, Justin?”
“Please, boss.”
“Grab me at my waist and pick me up.”
Justin did not even hesitate a little once I had spoken. He reached down with his big hands and grabbed me at my hips. I realized immediately that his thumbs actually touched each other across my abs. I was easily transported into the air at arms length – merely held out from the big man’s body, like a kid holding a doll. I dangled in the air and suddenly I realized that Justin had no idea what to do next. I smiled at the giant.
“It feels like there’s a football field between us, how about bringing me closer to your body.”
A smile of understanding and embarrassment appeared across Justin’s face. He pulled my body into his – a little too quickly – and my chest slammed into his hard pecs, knocking the breath out of me. I let out a short cry of pain and the big man was immediately alarmed.
“I’m so sorry Marcus.”
“It’s fine, Justin. Really. I just wasn’t ready for your concrete pecs. Damn, those things are so fucking hard!”
My comment made the man’s face glow with excitement. I immediately wrapped my legs around his waist, noting that my feet could not even begin to cross each other. The man was just too huge. Justin followed his instincts and slid his hands from my waist to my ass, pulling my body up against his. He registered my hard cock pressing against his abs and I felt the tip of his pulsing cock against the bottom of my balls. It was almost too much for both of us to handle – Justin’s body shivered and mine reacted in the same way. We both kind of giggled, like we were elementary school chums or something, playing doctor for the first time.
“How does this feel, big man?”
“Like heaven, boss.”
The big guy whispered because he was so excited. That’s all Justin needed to say. I knew what he meant. The feeling of being wrapped in the muscleman’s arms was similar to slipping into a hot Jacuzzi on a cold night or how the feeling of well-worn jeans pulled up over your lower body could soothe easily the soul. Being held in his big paws, feeling my legs wrapped around a mid-section as hard as concrete, and registering that my hard cock was smashed into abs as strong as steel was everything I thought it would feel like and more. It was as if I had been waiting for Justin all of my life and this night was the answer to all of my dreams. We stayed locked in this cock-stiffening embrace for a few minutes – not moving, for fear it would cause unprovoked ejaculation for both of us. I had not moved my hands to any part of Justin’s body. I knew placing my palms on any of his bulging muscles would have sent me over the edge. I simply allowed my hands to dangle at my side. I also stared up into the big guy’s face, avoiding the huge chest in front of me, simply because I wanted to prolong the foreplay as long as I could.
“You can move me to the counter in the kitchen if I get too heavy, big guy.”
“You won’t ever get heavy for me, Marcus. It’s like I’m holding nothing.”
“Gee, thanks.”
“You know what I meant, and you liked it. I felt something twitch against my stomach.”
“I’m surprised that hard-as-hell tummy can feel anything.”
This made Justin’s grin get even bigger. He was standing there holding me in the air like I was an empty paper grocery bag. He forced his abdominal muscles to crunch together a few times, causing the hard ridges to run up and down against my hard cock. I shut my eyes and let out a low moan. Without even thinking about it – or opening my eyes – I let my hands travel up to the huge power lifter chest that protruded out towards my body. I was thankful the man’s black shirt prevented my hands from copping a feel of his hard hairy pecs too early in our budding make-out session. I am sure I would have spewed like a two-liter soda bottle shaken into explosion. I could still, however, get an intense idea of what his naked meaty chest was going to actually feel like – heat radiated through the material and my fingers registered they were pressing against something human and yet it was as unyielding as if I was pushing into my stainless steel fridge. I didn’t move my hands; I simply attempted to let my brain catch up with what the sensors in my fingertips were registering. I could feel the hardness expanding as Justin breathed and I noticed the man seemed to be inhaling and exhaling a little heavier since my hands had been placed against his slabs of powerful beef. It felt like a huge stone was coming to life – taking big gulps of air for the first time.
“So fucking hard, Justin. So fucking hard.”
I unconsciously whispered these words into the heated space between us. I still had my eyes closed. I wanted to experience his body on so many other levels first – not just relying on my vision. The head of Justin’s hard cock pressed harder into my balls, having expanded more because of my uncontrolled compliment on his bulging chest. At the same time, the slabs I was touching seemed to tighten even more, somehow becoming even more dense than steel. I immediately realized that my crude-worded reaction caused the big man to tense his muscles automatically – he loved it. A simple expression of praise made Justin’s body spring into action without him even planning it. His pectoral muscles swelled out even more, pushing my hands and my entire body away from him. It felt like I was trying to stop an oncoming vehicle and my puny frame gave little resistance. It was dawning on me that my giant friend could not control himself around me in very much the same fashion that I lost command of myself when I was near him. I could feel his heart pounding harder and harder in his chest. The tension in his muscles was causing an inner excitement that I would have missed if we had not been so connected at that moment. I felt through the shirt a thick vein starting to form across his right pec – simply from the powerful flex in his chest. I let my forefinger move to the blood-pounding ridge running across his huge mound of meat and followed it toward the deep valley in the middle. As soon as my hand moved beyond the edge of his shirt and touched skin for the first time, both of us sucked in air simultaneously. His chest exploded and tightened even more and I simply froze my fingers where they were. We stood there motionless for a few seconds.
“Too fast, Justin?”
“Yeah, boss. I’m not sure I can handle it right now.”
I opened my eyes, but didn’t move my hand. I looked into his face. I was shocked to see tears forming in the gorgeous pools staring at me. I became instantly alarmed and removed my hands quickly from his chest. I know my face showed deep concern. Justin shook his head back and forth.
“No, Marcus. It’s fine. Don’t worry. I’m fine, really. It’s just that I’ve wanted this for so long and I can’t believe it’s really happening. It’s just all so surreal and I’m afraid my body won’t be able to last much longer if we move too quickly. I just want to do everything right. I want to make you happy.”
My childhood belief in Santa Clause, the Easter Bunny, the Tooth Fairy, and unicorns was instantly re-established. An entire understanding of how the world worked and what truly made grown men happy had just been completely turned upside down within me. Here was a guy that redefined the words ‘thick’ and ‘monstrous’ holding me in the air and now he was also confessing that I rocked his world. I briefly contemplated I had actually died and gone straight to heaven. My face moved from utter confusion to total bliss. I smiled at Justin and then brought my hands up to his chiseled face. I gently stroked his strong jaw line on both sides, loving how even his stubble seemed stronger than other men.
“I have never been happier in my entire life, Justin. You are the answer to this lonely man’s prayers. I think I’ve been waiting for you forever, as well. I just didn’t know it. I thought I could make it through life on my own, determined to control everything around me. I thought I was strong, but then I met you. Look at how long your huge beefy arms can hold me and not feel any strain at all. I can’t fathom that kind of power. You shoved a fucking bulldozer around like it was a plastic chair. You’ve unleashed something in me that I never knew existed. You make me happy, man, just by being you. I’m just not sure I’m going to live up to everything you’ve built in your mind about me.”
“You already have. I’ve molded these muscles for you, Marcus. Every time I lifted a weight or went through some exercise I did it for you. I wouldn’t be this big if I hadn’t had you as the ultimate goal. If I’m huge and strong, it’s because of you. I’ve loved you for all these years.”
Tears began to slide down Justin’s cheeks – one after another. I quickly brought my face to his and started to kiss the drops of liquid as they slid down his face, moving from one side to the other. The big man’s body began to shake a little. I could sense that years of desire and hours of worrying how this conversation would ultimately go were being released in this simple interchange. The vulnerability that I had earlier detected in Justin was being revealed – the big man had feared being rejected by the man of his dreams. It was still hard for me to realize he craved me as much as I desperately wanted him. I was pretty sure that fact would never really compute in my brain, but for right now I only wanted to comfort the huge guy. Justin began to calm down. The tears began to stop and his body was no longer shaking. I moved my lips to his and pressed in slowly, kissing the muscleman as if both of our lives depended on it. I had not anticipated how jacked up his body truly was by this point. As I pressed my mouth into his, letting my tongue explore his, Justin’s body began to shake even more. I immediately panicked that I was causing the big man to cry again, but the sudden warmth I felt through my pants against my balls made it clear Justin had released a lifetime of built up juice. I kissed him harder as I felt his cock being rammed into my aching nuts while he continued to ejaculate. His grip on my ass intensified and the man basically used my body to enhance his release, pressing me up and down against his rod. It wasn’t the prettiest orgasm ever, but it was hotter than hell. It also continued forever and I worried my balls were going to be ripped from my body if he pressed his big cock into them any harder. Finally, Justin’s body stopped convulsing and our lips parted. We tilted our faces toward each other so our foreheads continued to touch.
“I’m sorry, boss.”
“For what?”
“I couldn’t wait. The kiss was too much. I should have been stronger and lasted longer.”
“Are you kidding, Justin? That was the hottest thing ever in my entire life. I also have a funny feeling that your giant log can be reloaded in mere minutes. I think there’s enough sweet cum inside of you that we could have you explode every hour for three days straight and you wouldn’t be depleted.”
This made the big man laugh and turn red at the same time. I was gazing into his beautiful eyes and took advantage of his temporarily drained body. I placed my hands on his chest again. His cock responded by expanding again into my pants at the base of my now sticky-as-syrup balls.
“I think you’re right, boss.”
“I know I’m right, big guy.”
Calling him big, made Justin shiver with excitement. It was becoming more evident by the second that any reference to his size and strength was like injecting him with a rush of some powerful drug. The man had built his monstrous body just for me and I could thrill him with just one or two complimentary words. It was still too unbelievable for me. It felt like I had released a genie from his bottle and he was destined to get off on granting my wishes even more than I was. Or maybe Justin was my guardian angel sent to travel alongside of me through life, only he loved making me happy a lot more than I did. It didn’t really matter either way, the big man simply wanted to be huge to satisfy me. That’s when I remembered that he had earlier said he was still growing. My muscleman wanted to continue to impress me; as if he could top the utter joy I was already feeling.
“You love it when I call you things like monstrous, don’t you?”
“Hell yeah, boss.”
“Well then, you should really like it when I do this.”
I reached down and undid the three remaining buttons of his shirt. I then pulled the bottom edges from his pants. After that, I pushed the material to the side and completely revealed his burly fur-covered chest and huge dark nipples for the first time. My mouth dropped open and I know my eyes grew wider than they had ever been. Justin turned red again from embarrassment, but I could also tell he loved my reaction. I also felt how much he actually loved it when his cock bumped up against my balls again. I couldn’t focus on any of this, though. I zeroed in on only one thing – one giant thing – and that was Justin’s enormous chest. Again, the guy wasn’t some ripped bodybuilder about to go into a competition – no, he was simply the thickest and largest man I had ever seen. I was amazed that a chest was actually able to get so big. Since his body was giant to begin with, the monstrous pecs looked to be in proportion, but being this close to those two uncovered mountains of muscle made it finally possible for me to comprehend just how much the guy had pumped up his body. I tried to speak, but no words would come out. I was going to comment on how big he was, but I was unable to form even any syllables. The fur-covered mounds were so perfect, so huge, and so mouth-watering full of muscle that I merely sat there and stared at them for a few seconds. I needed time to soak in the reality of what I was looking at. Finally, I was able to stutter something.
“You . . . huge . . . so huge . . . unbelievable.”
Again Justin laughed, but it only registered because our bodies shook together. I simply continued to look back and forth at his tremendous pecs. I nodded my head up and down a few times when I took in the dark circles of skin around his erect nipples. I could feel my lips smacking together while I imagined sucking on those gorgeous plugs of beefy steel. It was hard to take in the entire expanse of his upper body when I was this close. I figured I would have to be a few feet back to truly grasp what his big beefy torso really looked like. That didn’t matter right now, though. I merely wanted to let the size and the power of each meaty mound truly sink into my brain. I returned my hands to the hot steel-like skin and my entire body quivered uncontrollably as soon as I made contact.
“Tense!”
I was not in control of anything I said or did at that moment. My order to Justin came from some untapped reservoir of lust within me. I was being ruled by my need for the big man’s muscles and I don’t think anything could have stopped me. I also knew, on some unconscious level, that this was exactly what Justin desired of me at this moment. He was one cocky huge fucker, but he needed me to take charge for a while, since he was new to this kind of relationship. If he had merely wanted to get sucked off and then help me shoot too, he would have controlled everything and probably would have already been gone, but Justin wanted me in a way that was still unfolding to both of us. His monster pecs instantly rippled into muscled striations and strong-looking bulges just because of my one word command. My hands pulled back immediately when they felt his chest turn to something harder than solid rock. Again, it had felt like I was pressing against something so unmoving – like a brick wall or a mountain. My eyes grew wider and I actually gasped when I beheld how his size seemed to increase even more as he flexed. I was amazed that something already so fucking big could balloon out even more – and still stay harder than steel.
“Oh my fucking goodness.”
“It pleases you, boss?”
“Holy shit, yes.”
I glanced up at the smiling face of my muscled angel. He was puffing out his powerful chest like he was benching a semi, but he looked as relaxed as a guy getting a massage. How was that possible? I returned my hands to the skin and began to move them across the furry hardness. Justin relaxed his flex somewhat so I could actually knead the muscle a little. I realized that if he wanted to he could make his muscles so hard that I couldn’t even dent the meat slightly. That thought turned me on in a way that was new and unforeseen. I ran my thumbs across his protruding nipples as hard as I could. The big man began to purr loudly. This encouraged me to clamp down on the plugs of beef with my forefingers and thumbs. I twisted the meat as I squeezed tightly. His hands at my ass gripped my cheeks harder and the big man’s chest, along with the rest of his body, tensed up immediately. I was squeezing with all of my strength and I quickly realized it was merely giving him a quick thrill. Any other man would have been screaming from the pain, but not the mighty Justin.
“Damn, that feels nice, boss.”
“Good. I want to please you.”
“I am very pleased.”
“And how might I please you more, Justin?”