Popular Post Mikeytron Posted December 3, 2016 Popular Post Share Posted December 3, 2016 I've been having this kind of recurring fantasy in my waking hours the last week or so, so I figured I might as well write it out. Here's part one. More parts to come as I have the chance to add them. This is just set-up, so far. Once the growth gets going, I'm intending to take it pretty far. You didn't know him that well. He was the guy whose eye you sometimes caught. Glances exchanged in the food court in the basement of the office block where you both worked. Maybe three or four times a year - the slender guy with the cute face and the good hair and the nice little butt just curving out the back of those skinny-cut grey trousers, you'd think. The hot guy with the widow's peak and the jutting pecs whose wide shoulders are putting a hurt on the seams of that dress shirt, he'd think. Mark, you think his name is. You spoke once, in the elevator. Miraculously alone together, briefly, fleetingly. You traded names, a remark about the goddamn weather. Then - "I've seen you around." "Yeah, I've seen you around, too." That flush of heat where you both know you want to dive in, suck face, rip the clothes off your heaving bodies, nail that fucking twink to the mirrored wall with your steel-hard cock, but it's 1:00 on a Tuesday and there's meetings to attend, conference calls to join, quarterly reports to be revised. That kind of bullshit. But your eyes meet, and both of you know. And then the elevator dings and the doors open and the spell is broken and dull crushing ordinary life resumes. But the sexual energy flashes in the distance even still, like far-off heat lightning on a dry summer night. At least, that's what you tell yourself. Every now and then, that inner voice of doubt - Derek, settle down you're full of shit. Well - maybe so. But a fantasy's a fantasy, right? And then one day he comes over, in that damn soulless could-be-anywhere foodcourt, and asks if he can sit across from you. Well - naturally - you say yeah. Kid's nervous, you can tell. "Kid." He's maybe 25, 26. Just two or three years younger than you. But he's running his hands through his coiffure, he's fidgeting. You decide to cut to the chase - why let him twist in the wind? "You gonna ask me out, bud?" He looks shocked, but not offended. "Well, uh, kind of, actually. I was wondering... um. Your body... shit." "Yeah, it's a pretty good body," you say, leaning back a little, feeling the fabric of your shirt stretch and strain over your lats as you rearrange your posture. 5'11", 210, lean enough for abs. "I'll bet it is," Mark blurts, face flushing. "No, damn, I'm doing this all wrong." "Relax, bud," you say, not actually wanting him to relax. You enjoy how flustered he is. "Your body," he resumes. "You obviously know your way around a gym. I want.... I want to bulk up. I don't mean a little. I mean, at least as much as you, maybe more. I know I'm skinny as hell, I know it must sound ridiculous. But I thought maybe you could point me in the right direction, tell me which gym to go to, what trainer to hire, I don't know. No one I know is into it. They all think muscles are creepy and gross." You smirk, not unkindly, and lean in close, let your voice shift into something a bit more bedroom-y. "But you don't." "I don't," Mark gulps. "Fuck, man, I'm so nervous, just saying it." You consider him. He's probably your height, but he can't weigh more than 155 lbs. His clothes are well-cut, and you can see the suggestion of a good structure underneath. Good bones to build on. "I'll tell you what, Mark. You come to the gym with me this weekend, and I'll give you a little intro, just as a favour to a friend. You definitely wanna work with a trainer. It's expensive but hey, you're in this same corporate hell as me, right, you can probably throw a few thousand a year after this, right? I think I know the guy for you...." 37 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
arpeejay Posted December 3, 2016 Share Posted December 3, 2016 Very nice! I'm looking forward to more-more-more! 5 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
TheOnceandFutureFreak Posted December 3, 2016 Share Posted December 3, 2016 Same as above. This could go in a lot of directions and a great intro 2 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
bigbbny Posted December 3, 2016 Share Posted December 3, 2016 Great writing man! 1 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Bjort Posted December 3, 2016 Share Posted December 3, 2016 Oh yeah! Love the muscle mentor idea. A definite fantasy of mine. Cheers and keep going! Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
pasidious Posted December 3, 2016 Share Posted December 3, 2016 looking forward to more! Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
HunterMuscleWolf Posted December 4, 2016 Share Posted December 4, 2016 )Ohh.. this is a wonderful intro! Very close to reality, I can totally feel both sides. Moooorrre please Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
SilverDar Posted December 5, 2016 Share Posted December 5, 2016 Nice introduction...please continue.... Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Kymuscleboy Posted December 6, 2016 Share Posted December 6, 2016 Yes! More please? Hopefully Mark is a muscle prodigy. Can't wait for him to start lifting! Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Ayakitayama Posted December 7, 2016 Share Posted December 7, 2016 Very good writing, please keep on! Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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