Built22 Posted September 23, 2018 Share Posted September 23, 2018 the aj spin off sounds interesting would be hot to get his take on all this!! 1 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
muscleaddict Posted September 23, 2018 Author Share Posted September 23, 2018 12 hours ago, mario2007 said: muscleaddict99, Every one of these is GREAT to read, and then I can't wait for the next one! I think you mean me, in which case - thank you, matie! Unless you're talking about muscleaddict99's posts and comments, in which case I agree, they're awesome! 1 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
muscleaddict Posted September 23, 2018 Author Share Posted September 23, 2018 2 hours ago, Built22 said: hehe cant wait mate this story is compulsive!!! and addictive!!!! love love love it , get more chapters posted!!!! Hehe!! Bless you, mate! I'm loving writing it and posting it and seeing all the awesome feedback from you guys! Ive had some brilliant comments for stories I've written in the past, but never on this scale before!! Every time I post a new chapter I get excited at the prospect of what will come back! Next chapter will be going up today! 2 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Built22 Posted September 23, 2018 Share Posted September 23, 2018 thanks mate will keep looking to see when you post it!! hehe 1 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
muscleaddict Posted September 23, 2018 Author Share Posted September 23, 2018 37 minutes ago, Built22 said: the aj spin off sounds interesting would be hot to get his take on all this!! Yeah - I really like the idea of it, mate! A muscle addict lusting over and falling for a bodybuilder - you'd kind of expect that, and I'm sure we could all see ourselves doing the same if we were in Noah's situation. So to flip that and have the cheeky/cocky, gorgeous competitive bodybuilder falling for someone (if of course that's what's going on here - ahem! Hehe!), having certain thoughts/feelings and also feeling vunerable - feels like it could potentially be an interesting one! Or something a bit different at least! 2 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Built22 Posted September 23, 2018 Share Posted September 23, 2018 7 minutes ago, muscleaddict said: Yeah - I really like the idea of it, mate! A muscle addict lusting over and falling for a bodybuilder - you'd kind of expect that, and I'm sure we could all see ourselves doing the same if we were in Noah's situation. So to flip that and have the cheeky/cocky, gorgeous competitive bodybuilder falling for someone (if of course that's what's going on here - ahem! Hehe!), having certain thoughts/feelings and also feeling vubreble - feels like it could potentially be an interesting one! Or something a bit different at least! ahermmm spoiler alert hehehe hopefully aj is!!!! 1 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Popular Post muscleaddict Posted September 23, 2018 Author Popular Post Share Posted September 23, 2018 Next chapter! Slightly longer than the previous ones. Some of you might notice a little nod to one of my past stories in this one. Sixteen I couldn’t deny that every time I had been at Scorpio’s Gym with AJ, I had gotten a kick out of the fact that I wasn’t just out in public with a bodybuilder, but one so utterly huge and cute. At Scorpio’s, though, people were so accustomed to seeing AJ, and lads even bigger than him (6’3 regional champion bodybuilder Mark Green for a start) that the image of a real life bodybuilder barely caused a second glance. This was not the case when AJ and I took a trip to Tesco. I was shocked at just how many looks and stares AJ received. And he wasn’t even wearing a vest. He seemed completely unfazed by it too, presumably because he worked here and probably experienced that level of attention on a regular bases. I, on the other hand, was completely unprepared. There were times when it annoyed me a little. Particularly if someone stared at him just a little too hard. But mostly, I kind of loved it. There was a certain look most people had when they saw the waddling bodybuilder bulging out of his tight, black t-shirt. A sort of mix of awe and intimidation. It was like they knew he had power. That he was something special and someone to be in awe of. Someone they would never be themselves, or even get close to being. “Can I ask you something?” I said, when I was sat back in the passenger seat of AJ’s car, clutching the bottle of work discounted vodka we’d just bought. “Does it ever bother you? People staring?” A cheeky, almost smug grin emerged on AJ’s painfully cute face. He shook his head. “Nah! It kinda just comes with being a bodybuilder!” I got the impression he really did love any and all attention. “It would be worse if I was taller! Imagine how many stares Mark Green gets when he waddles round Tesco’s?” “Mmmm,” I agreed, smiling and imagining some terrified elderly woman gawping at 6’3 muscle monster Mark as he filled up his entire trolley with egg boxes. “Which means you’ll definitely get loads of attention when we’ve transformed you into The Cookie Monster!” I giggled. “Do you think The Cookie Monster will have a waddle?” “Oh, deffo! And if he doesn’t, I’ll teach him how to do one!” he mischievously replied, while giving me his most utterly gorgeous grin. AJ’s mum and step-dad weren’t home. For some reason, the fact we were home alone gave me a strange kind of buzz. I still hadn’t seen Andy yet. I was dying to know what my first male crush looked like now. “And I wanna see you wearing that hoodie!” AJ said to me as we climbed the stairs to his bedroom. I grinned like crazy. I wasn’t sure if I’d have the nerve to go to a hardcore bodybuilding gym wearing one of their branded hoodies. Or anywhere for that matter. Maybe I’d just save it for our nights in at AJ’s watching Dom and Cole. I suddenly had an image of me and AJ on his bed, watching TV and cuddling up to each other in our different coloured Scorpio’s Gym hoodies. The whole evening with AJ had this electric sort of energy, but I probably felt it more than ever when I was sat on his bed drinking possibly the strongest vodka and coke I’d ever been poured. “Oh my God! That’s so strong!” I exclaimed. He gave me a mischievous grin and I couldn’t help thinking about our texts from a few weeks before, when I’d teased him for always having being a bad influence on me, even at school. The alcohol hit me during our second episode of “Dom and Cole In The Land of Ug”, which also happened to be one of my all time favourites. I had a feeling I was going to love it even much after that evening. “And I thought Naomi’s vodka’s measures were strong!” I said to AJ, interrupting the episode. AJ bit his lip and flashed me one of his cheeky grins again. “She’s coming back to Little Denton tomorrow for the weekend,” I informed him. “Ahhhh, awesome! What are you gonna get up to?” “Hmmm. Think we’ll probably just go for a pub lunch Friday. Just hang out. Saturday night we’re going into town.” “Gay pubs?” he asked. “Of course!” I replied. “Think they’d let me in?” he asked. I looked at him and he was giving with this cheeky little grin, but it felt like there was something else in his expression too. A strange hint of seriousness. It was almost like he was genuinely eager to know the answer. The question surprised me. AJ at a gay pub. I’d never really imagined it before, but suddenly I was. Suddenly I was imagining him in a gay pub with his ridiculously huge arm wrapped around me. People looking at us in awe and intimidation, wondering how the hell someone like me had bagged a huge, gorgeous bodybuilder boyfriend. “You’d get mobbed!” I scoffed. He furrowed his eyebrows. “Why?” he said, a mischievous grin emerging on his face. “You know why! Bodybuilder! Huge biceps!” Oh God. I definitely wouldn’t have added the “huge biceps” if I hadn’t been drinking. AJ was beaming. “They’re not that huge!” I playfully shook my head and just carried on grinning. “I have heard guys are a lot more likely to be impressed with bodybuilders than girls are!” AJ exclaimed. Something suddenly twisted in my stomach. My mouth was trying to curl into a smirk and I was desperately trying to prevent it. I decided not to respond, and just focused on the last part of Dom and Cole which was playing on AJ’s TV. “I still can’t believe you’re interested in the whole bodybuilding thing!” AJ said. Fuck! “Why?” I said, a little nervously and not looking at AJ. “I dunno. I just never would have guessed!” When the episode had finished, instead of putting on another one, AJ played around with his laptop and put some music on. I couldn’t help grinning when the early noughties dance song from the car journey started playing. “I’m the same boy I used to be.” I was momentarily disappointed when AJ sat back down on the bed. Because instead of sitting right next to me, he sat near my feet with his back against the wall so he had a better view of me. “OK, Noah, genuine question!” he said. “I know we joke about it, but would you really wanna be a bodybuilder?” Oh God. This time I couldn’t stop my mouth from curling into a smirk. I was nervous but also incredibly excited at the prospect of discussing such a thing. “Ummm … I would,” I confessed bravely, but feeling a little embarrassed, “but maybe just for, like, a day?” AJ giggled. “I can understand that!” The statement took me by surprise. I furrowed my eyebrows. “I thought you loved being a bodybuilder?” “Oh, I do! I just sometimes wish I was, well … normal!” he said, giving me this earnest and adorable smile. “It just gets a bit tiring at times. I’ve often thought it’d be cool if my body was like some sort of suit that I could take off and hang up in the wardrobe for a while, until I’m ready to be a bodybuilder again!” I couldn’t believe it. I’d fantasised so many times about being a huge, shredded muscle bull. Wondered what it would be like to be a flexing bodybuilder, strutting around on stage in a pair of tiny posers. I’d never imagined for one second that an actual bodybuilder might be doing the exact opposite, and wishing he were more like me. “Or maybe you could have some sort of superpower!” I suggested. “So one minute you’re a regular sized guy, and then, when you feel like it, you could transform into a muscle monster!” AJ beamed and laughed. “Yeah! That’d be a pretty awesome superpower!” I looked at the pictures of the hardcore, freakishly conditioned muscle monsters on AJ’s wall. Chris “Freaky Peaks” Jackson blowing up his insanely sized, nickname earning biceps. Blaine Holton cranking out a massive most muscular with his wide open. And AJ, himself, squeezing out his own crab most muscular in his shiny, lime green posing trunks while sticking out his tongue in the most brilliantly cocky fashion. And a familiar question entered my head. A question I’d been too nervous to ask AJ before. But now, with the atmosphere of the evening, the alcohol, the Scorpio’s Gym hoodie, and after weeks of cheeky, funny bodybuilding related banter over Facebook, I finally had the courage to ask it. “So, what’s it like being on stage at a bodybuilding show?” My heart started beating faster. The whole of AJ’s mouth curled into an excited, gorgeous grin. “Ahhh, mate! It’s the BIGGEST fucking rush!” FUCK!! I started to swell instantly. “I mean, it’s hard work. Really knackering! But you sort of push passed that. And once you do? Fuck! It’s just … bonkers! Knowing you’re in super shredded condition, all the months of training and dieting and … other things, leading to that moment. The audience going mad. Cheering you on. It’s just you and your muscles. All on display. And a bunch of other super shredded muscle freaks, of course!” Fuck, fuck, FUCK!! I was rock hard. “Posedowns are the best!” he added, still grinning excitedly. God. I loved how much AJ loved talking about bodybuilding. “That’s when you’ve finished all the compulsory poses and you and all the other bodybuilders just hit random poses across the stage for a few minutes!” Not only did I very much know what posedowns were, but they were amongst my favourite kind of muscle videos to watch on YouTube. And often guaranteed to leave my boxers shorts in a sticky mess. “Posedowns are just your chance to go crazy. Really let rip. Just pose and flex your fucking glutes off! And be a bit cocky with it!” he said. I couldn’t stop smiling. What a fucking rush it was to hear AJ talk so openly and candidly about what it was like to be a shredded freak, flexing his muscles and cranking up the attitude on stage. “Was that one taken during a posedown, then?” I teasingly asked, pointing to the picture of AJ on the wall. He did his cute, little giggle. “I honestly didn’t plan to be that cocky! It just sort of happened. I got a bit carried away in the moment, I guess!” I raised one eyebrow. “Hmmm. I believe ya!” I teasingly said. “Ahhh, mate. I can’t wait to see your face!” he said, animatedly. I pulled a confused face. “What?!” “When I spontaneously squeeze a most muscular. Right in your face!” FUCKING HELL!! I rolled my eyes and shook my head, all the time unable to hide the fact that I was grinning like crazy at the re-mention of the idea AJ had teased me about earlier that evening. And suddenly I was wondering what my reaction would be if AJ did make good on his promise by taking me by surprise and flexing in my face. Just the mere thought of seeing him squeezed into a most muscular up close made my dick swell and my heart pound. Fuck! It would undoubtedly be completely amazing. But there was something about the prospect of it happening which also made me nervous. Because what if my reaction or facial expression gave away the fact that I was a beef obsessed muscle addict, who was turned on by nothing more than the image of shredded, flexing muscle lads and bodybuilders? “It’ll be when you least expect it!” he teased. “I bet I wouldn’t even flinch!” I said, defiantly. He continued to look at me with a gorgeous, cheeky grin. “We’ll see!” A little later and AJ was pouring me another drink when my phone vibrated in my pocket. I did a little groan out loud when I saw it was a text from Eddie, then immediately felt like a dick and regretted it. “I hope you don’t have that reaction when you get messages from me?” AJ asked. It was such an absurd comment. I couldn’t help smiling at the irony of it. If only AJ knew what kind of effect receiving that notification did to me. It was interesting though, because when he said it, he had a cheeky smirk on his face. Almost like he knew I very much didn’t have that reaction when he messaged me. “Who is it?” AJ asked, curiously. Oh God. This was completely uncharted territory. Talking to AJ about boys. But the alcohol and the atmosphere seemed to be breaking down all the normal walls. I sighed. “Just this guy I’m kinda seeing.” “Oh yeah?” AJ’s voice was slightly odd. A little distant. It even seemed to break a little. He had this weird look on his face too. I wasn’t sure if he felt completely comfortable with the conversation. Maybe he wasn’t used to hearing gay guys talk openly about dating? It was almost as if he was trying to cover up the fact that he was bothered by it, but not doing a very good job. “Well … he’s more of a friend, to be honest. Well, that’s the way I see it anyway!” His face seemed to relax instantly. In fact, his mouth even curled into a little smile. He clearly wasn’t out of his depth anymore. Or maybe he was just simply getting used to hearing a guy talk about dating other guys? It probably was a little weird for him, I reasoned. “And what does he think?” he asked, with one eyebrow raised. I pulled an “eeeek” face and he grinned at me in response. “He likes you!” AJ guessed. I playfully rolled my eyes and sheepishly grinned. “I do kinda like him back! But there’s liking someone. And then there’s liking liking someone.” He furrowed his eyebrows. “Oh-kaaay.” I sighed. I was feeling brave. “Maybe you’ve never had it. But you know when … you just can’t stop thinking about someone?” Oh God. I almost couldn’t believe what I was saying. My heart was pounding. AJ’s expression suddenly turned serious. “Yeah,” he replied, nervously. He looked a little weary, even a little embarrassed, but seemed to be relating to what I was saying. If only AJ knew I was talking about him. “And the idea of seeing them just … makes your stomach go, like, crazy? Like butterflies?” I continued. AJ was looking at me. He cheeks suddenly looked rosey again, like they sometimes did, and I couldn’t quite work out whether it was the heat, or whether AJ was actually blushing. He still looked a little weary about the whole conversation, but the left side of his mouth curled into a coy and adorable grin, like he was reminiscing about one very such (extremely lucky) girl he’d felt that way about. And it was funny, because in that moment, I could feel them more than ever. Those fuck off massive butterflies. “Eddie’s a really nice guy, though,” I continued. “That’s his name, Eddie. Just …” AJ finished the sentence for me. “No butterflies!” I grinned. “Which isn’t necessarily a bad thing! I mean, he knows I’m going back to uni in September.” And then another weird expression washed over AJ’s face. Almost like a look of disappointment. Sadness even. It passed really quickly. Was it because I had reminded him I was going back to London in a few months? Which would be completely fucking adorable. And probably make me like him even more. But surely he didn’t value our rekindled friendship that much? I got the sense he really liked hanging out, but I was sure that AJ had a ton of friends to hang out with here in Little Denton. And ones he probably had a lot more in common with than me. Maybe it was the fact we had known each other for so long? Attraction aside, I definitely felt a strong sense of sentiment towards our friendship. Maybe he felt the same. A question came into my head. I was nervous to ask it. I almost didn’t want to, but curiosity got the better of me. “How about you? Been seeing anyone lately?” As soon as I said it, something twisted in my stomach. I suddenly didn’t want to know. AJ shook his head and groaned. “Nah! I can’t be bothered!” I grinned. I liked that answer. I really liked it. “I was seeing this girl last summer.” My stomach twisted again. The thought of AJ with a girl. Fuck! Hearing him mention it. I hated it. Because it made me realise that AJ would never be anything more than a friend. “I dunno, though,” AJ continued. “This is probably going to sound really bad, but I think I was just seeing her for the sake of it! It was almost, just, something to do!” I couldn’t help but laugh. “That did sound really bad, didn’t it?!” AJ asked. I thought about Eddie. “Mmmm. A little! But … I totally get it! I think I might even be doing that with Eddie a bit!” “We’re terrible human beings!” AJ said, laughing. “I didn’t even like her that much!” he continued. “All she seemed to care about was the way people looked. She was always going on about these reality TV people. Always showing me pictures of them on Instagram and telling me how amazing they looked. Who gives a shit about someone who was on last year’s Love Island? And whenever I talked about bodybuilding, or anything I was actually interested in, she’d sort of just glaze over and then quickly change the subject. Usually to her!” I had an image of this girl. Blonde, petite, really pretty, but gobby, shallow and completely self involved. Loving the fact that she’d bagged herself a sexy bodybuilder boyfriend with an insanely hot body, but not really caring about AJ at all. Not noticing all of his little quirks. The way the left corner of his mouth was always curling into this gorgeous, excitable grin whenever he talked about muscle or being a bodybuilder. The way his cheeks often looked more flushed than usual. Not noticing how great he smelt. Not wanting to constantly protect him and make him laugh and do anything to make him happy. Not wishing she could spend every moment wrapped up in his arms. I was suddenly filled with an overwhelming, almost sickening hatred for this girl. “Well, she sounds likes a real keeper!” I said. AJ did one of his cute, little giggles in response. “And you know, I was seeing her for three months and she never once asked me about my name!” “No way!” I replied. “Yep! I mean, it’s usually one of the first things people ask me about. What does AJ stand for?” AJ’s expression then turned uncharacteristically serious again. “Can I ask you a question?” he said, slightly cautiously. “Of course!” I replied, intrigued. He looked nervous again. And a little weary. For some reason I felt a pang of nerves. I had no idea what AJ was about to ask me. “When did you know that you liked lads?” “Ummm … probably when I was about twelve or thirteen!” AJ looked surprised. “That’s pretty young!” he said. “Mmmm. I don’t think I really admitted it to myself until I was older, though. It’s not really something you think that deeply about when you’re that young. I always just, sort of, pushed it to the back of my mind. And then when I was about fifteen, I just thought, yeah, I’m gay!” “Was it, like, one specific thing?” AJ asked. He seemed a little more confident about tackling the subject. “Or one particular guy?” Oh God! My mouth curled into an amused grin. I couldn’t help it. AJ furrowed his eyebrows. “What?” “Do you really wanna know?” I asked. And all of a sudden, AJ looked nervous again. Did he think I was about to say that he was the reason I realised I was gay? “Tell me!” he gently ordered. I groaned, and put my face in my hands, unsure of whether I really wanted to make the confession I was about to. I screwed up my face and closed one eye. “It was Andy!” AJ furrowed his eyebrows. “Andy, who?” “Andy, Andy!” I exclaimed, with my eyes wide open. His mouth curled into an “O” shape. “Noooo!” he said, shocked but clearly amused. “What, you fancied my mum’s boyfriend?!” I nodded, embarrassed but also getting a kick out of confessing my old secret crush to AJ, while also loving his surprised reaction. “Why Andy?!” “Erm … the bike, the leather gear, the shaved head, the body!” AJ’s mouth seemed to erupt in a coy but cheeky grin. “There’s a LOT of gay men who would fancy Andy!” I informed him. AJ was beaming. He seemed to be loving my confession. “I’ll have to let him know that! He’d probably love it!” “Don’t mention me though!” I said, horrified at the thought. AJ shook his head. “I can’t believe you used to fancy Andy! Do you think you still would?” “Erm … I dunno! Has he changed much?” Still grinning, AJ took his phone out of his pocket. “I’ll show you!” he said. I felt a rush of excitement at the thought of seeing a recent picture of my first male crush. AJ handed me his phone with a mischievous grin. “Oh, wow!” I said, as I looked at the picture on the screen. It was Andy, alright. But he definitely looked different. His face was rounder. He still looked pretty big, but more stocky, rather than muscular. He even looked like he had a bit of a belly underneath the white t-shirt he was wearing. He was less The Rock, more Ross Kemp. And yet, there was still something there. An undeniable sexiness. Even if he did look a fair few years older and wasn’t so in shape anymore. “He doesn’t go to Scorpio’s much anymore!” AJ said, as if he was reading my mind. “Still fancy him?” I made a jokey face. “Errrmm…” I replied. AJ giggled in response. “So what’s drunk Noah like?” he asked, as he poured me another vodka and coke. “You’re probably about to find out!” I said. He handed me back my now filled glass. “Thanks, Arthur-John!” I said, cheekily grinning. I thought AJ would wince, but he didn’t. He almost looked like he was blushing, and had this adorable little grin on his face. I suddenly gasped dramatically. “I haven’t tried on my hoodie!” I exclaimed, jumping up. AJ giggled as I picked up the bright blue hoodie folded over my backpack. I don’t think I’d ever been more excited to put on an item of clothing. It fitted me perfectly. I looked at my reflection in the mirror on AJ’s bedroom wall. My very own Scorpio’s Gym hoodie, given to me by AJ. My gorgeous, cute, funny AJ. “Think I could get away with going to Scorpio’s in it?” I asked AJ. He was smiling. This really warm, adorable grin. “Of course, mate! You don’t have to be a shredded muscle freak to wear a Scorpio’s hoodie!” “We can be hoodie buddies!” I said. AJ bit his lip. His grin was almost coy. “Shall we watch another Dom and Cole?” he asked. I sat on AJ’s bed, still wearing my hoodie. I didn’t want to take it off. AJ manoeuvred himself so he was sitting right next to me, both of us facing the TV. “Aren’t you hot in that hoodie?” AJ asked. “A little!” I said, shrugging. It was worth being hot for. Sitting so close to AJ, being on his bed in the hoodie he’d given to me, feeling the buzz of the alcohol and the events of the night, I felt this incredible warmth. It was the perfect night. I remember realising in that moment that in the two years since I’d left home for university, this was the happiest I’d felt. Right now. Which was the biggest irony in the world. I’d been dying to leave Little Denton and to live in London. And now I couldn’t think of anywhere else I’d rather be. Or anyone I’d rather be with. And then something happened. One of AJ’s legs pushed into mine. Fuck. It felt like an electric energy shot straight through me. I knew it was an accident. That AJ would move his leg away as quickly as it had met with mine. Only he didn’t. His leg stayed there. Pressed against mine. Fuck, fuck, fuck! My heart started to race. Seconds passed. Only they felt more like minutes. It was like my whole body was fire. Because AJ was touching me. I felt like I wanted to die. A thousand ecstatic little deaths. And all the time, my mind was racing with questions. What is happening? Why isn’t AJ moving his leg? Is he touching me on purpose? Is he feeling anything even close to what I’m feeling? And the biggest question of all; what the hell does all of this mean? Something funny happened in Dom and Cole which seemed to break the tension and AJ finally moved his leg. I couldn’t look at him. I was terrified to. I just sat there with my eyes transfixed on the TV, watching the rest of the episode on the most euphoric high. Because I was sure, certain even, that something was actually happening with me and AJ Jones. I didn’t know what it was. I knew that it was probably messy and complicated. But there was definitely something there. 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Ozymandias Posted September 23, 2018 Share Posted September 23, 2018 Perhaps the best chapter yet! And at last, AJ's name! Will be interesting to maybe find out why AJ chose to get huge. Anyway, bring on chapter 17... Thanks again for writing this wonderful story. 1 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Kamaswami Posted September 23, 2018 Share Posted September 23, 2018 Still loving every installment! 1 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
just Posted September 23, 2018 Share Posted September 23, 2018 Incredible work! Looking forward to the next chapter edit: I’ve been a member here for over four years and this is the first story that I felt the need to give praise to the author. First post. Haha Seriously awesome work... hope the next chapter comes out soon! 3 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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