Popular Post Omnipotence Posted June 14, 2020 Author Popular Post Share Posted June 14, 2020 Hi guys. Thanks again for all the likes and support. Best motivation ever! Enjoy the next chapter; some strength feats and superpowers coming your way . _____________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________ Part 3: The following morning. My first thought, and fear, was that it had all been a dream. That the most exquisite muscle man that ever walked the face of the Earth hadn't just become my roommate. But as soon as I heard the most beautiful and melodic singing ever, I sighed with relief. I lied there, still and silent. I listened to Tom serenade the morning from the kitchen, with humming that was simply too gorgeous. Of course he's got the perfect singing voice I thought with a smile. Perfect body, perfect face, perfect voice. Was he even human?! I continued to lie in bed, way too embarrassed to get up and greet him. I had basically ejaculated in my pants right in front of him just yesterday. He wasn't the least bit bothered by it (in fact, he thanked me for the compliment) but I was beyond mortified! I spent the rest of that evening avoiding him out of sheer embarrassment. It was easier said than done, since he wanted to socialize more. And I'm pretty sure he wanted to show off some more muscle. Less than twenty-four hours of living here and Tom already forced me through three changes of underwear in one night. Yet I wasn't regretting a thing. The more I listened to Tom's angelic performance, the more I began to realize the strangeness of the situation. I basically invited a total stranger to live with me without knowing that much about him. Despite all the other applicants, I agreed to Tom way too quickly. All the guy did was show up, tell me what he did for a living, and then put on a flexing show for me. Oh the flexing. I closed my eyes and drifted back to the memories of his pristine biceps and how they'd put even the most accomplished of bodybuilders to shame. And the erotic bouncing of his cannonball pecs. I was erect, and overwhelmed with the urge to starting beating off to the thought of Tom and his body. Or I thought, I could just go out to the kitchen and see the live performance. I mean, the guy basically lets other men touch him for a living, and he wasn't in any way bashful with me yesterday. I smiled at my own devilish cheek. Putting on some pajama bottoms and a plain, white t-shirt, I got up and made my to the kitchen. I paused for a second, just to prepare myself for whatever vision of masculine perfection awaited me there. And boy was I right to do that! There he was. White tank top, and black briefs. Neither doing a very good job at containing anything. With a body the looked like it was carved from marble, every individual muscle on Tom's body flexed, bounced, and rippled as he moved about the kitchen. His boulder shoulders and traps alone commanded respect. His concrete slabs, also know as his pecs, looked as though they threatened to burst forth through his top. Also, I was only now noticing the light dusting of hair that covered them. As if Tom could be any more of a man's man. After ogling the eight pack abs that could been seen so clearly through the fabric, I found my gaze being drawn towards his legs. Think, vein-covered quads and diamond shaped calves, all tapering towards some really, really lovely feet. Bow down and kiss his feet said a voice in my head. Where on Earth did that come from?! I quickly composed myself, and pushed such thoughts out of my head. "Morning" I said, in the best chirpy tone I could muster. "Well hello new roommate!" he said, flashing me that perfect smile of his. Even his fucking teeth were perfect. He placed a plate of pancakes on the counter-top, and beckoned me to sit down. "Thanks. What a lovely surprise" I said as I sat. "Least I could do. After all, you've welcomed me into your home" said Tom. I couldn't help but lose focus for a second when I noticed how his abs and pecs pushed against his top as he breathed. Once I started to feel my cock harden, I quickly made my move. "Listen, Tom. About yesterday. I'm really sorry about...you know. What happened when we were in your room" I started blushing. "Nothing to feel embarrassed about" said Tom with a warm and friendly smile. "I'll have you know that I've spent my whole career perfecting the art of arousing men. Making them cum is so easy for me now. If anything, I should be apologizing to you! I didn't mean to do it to you". It took a minute for what Tom just said to register with me. He was so open. "Oh, well...don't worry about it?" I said, unsure of what to say. Tom laughed his usual jovial laugh, and I stared in awe as it made his lightly haired pecs bounce up and down. Once again, I was glad to have something blocking my erection from view. "Relax Frank! I know you like muscle, and I've got plenty of it! If you like what you see, then don't be afraid to let it show" Tom said. "Really?" I said. "Really" said Tom, his friendly smile warming me. "Well, I suppose if it's okay with you..." I said, and I reached forward, over the counter-top, and start feeling his pecs. The were harder than granite. I let out a whistle. "They are impressive" I said, giving Tom one of my own cheeky smiles. "Common opinion" he said, giving them a quick bounce. I continued to eat my pancakes with one hand, while I fondled Tom's meaty chest with the other. Once I finished the pancakes, I started running my hands up and down his arms. "God they're huge" I said as I traced lines over his biceps and forearms. "You've obviously got one hell of a workout regiment" I said. "Kind of" said Tom; a rather cryptic response. He started flexing his arms in a most-muscular kind of way, turning them from rock-hard to steel-hard. "So how strong are you?" I asked, as I casually poked at his abs. They felt more like cobblestones than a human body. Tom looked up from admiring his own body, to giving me one of his most playful smile yet. I suddenly knew that something noteworthy was going to happen. Tom walked around the counter-top to my side, and stood directly in front of me and my bar-stool. He reached one arm down (emphasis on the ONE arm), took hold of one of the stool's legs, and with the utmost of ease, lifted the whole thing up off of the ground with me in it! "Holy shit!" I proclaimed. I was so busy looking down a my dangling bare feet, or at Tom's fully flexed arm, that I hand't yet noticed his face. He was totally relaxed. All he did was look at me with a gentle smile. It was like my whole weight and that of the stool didn't exist. "Does this answer the question?" he said, grinning his sexy grin. There was no hiding my erection now. After all, it was now level with his chest. I bet he could fit my whole cock between his pecs and jerk me off just by bouncing them. "This is fucking amazing!" I said, "I've never known someone to be this strong!". I reached forward to put one of my hands on one of his traps for balance. My hand barely covered the whole thing. After a few more seconds he carefully placed me back one the ground. He showed no signs of fatigue whatsoever. "Was that even difficult for you?" I asked, breathing heavily from arousal and exhilaration. "Nope. Easy as pie" he said. I don't know what came over me next, but before I knew it I had said it. "You said making men cum is easy for you, right?" I said, looking up at him as he towered over me. He new exactly what I wanted. He gave me a double-biceps pose that could only be described as exquisite. His lats flared, his quads solidified, his calves expanded to maximum flex, and his biceps unleashed peaks that would make even Arnold flush with jealousy. I came. The wet patch easily noticeable on my light-blue pajama bottoms. Tom laughed a merry laugh, and patted me gently on the head. I smiled weakly from orgasmic bliss, and breathed more heavily. "Thanks" I managed to gasp, "I guess this is my life now". "Sure is buddy. And don't be so coy around me. I'm a muscle god, and your into it. I say enjoy yourself" said Tom, who had started cleaning up the kitchen as if what just happened was totally normal. With my arousal subsiding, clarity of mind was beginning to return to me. "Hey Tom" I said, "I don't remember you bringing a suitcase or bad of clothes or anything with you when you arrived here yesterday". Tom looked over his shoulder at me. "No, I did. You just probably don't remember. You were too busy getting acquainted with this guy" he said, flexing the arm I had worshiped yesterday and laughing. "How did you get to my apartment? You have to buzz in at reception. And this building affords really good security" I said. I don't know why I was suddenly being to inquisitive, but without the distraction of sexual desire I was slowly beginning to realize that some things weren't adding up. "Guess they took one look at me and thought 'we'd better let him trough'" he said with a chuckle. "I mean, unless you want to pick a fight with this" he said, and lifted up the bottom of his top, exposing his flawless eight pack. He first flexed it as tightly as he could, and then started rolling it so effortlessly, making it do waves from top to bottom. "Ah, fuck" I said, as more cum was released into my pants. His abs blindsided me, and even though I had been mostly flaccid, he manged to invoke full ejaculation. "Oops, sorry about that" said Tom. "You weren't kidding about perfecting your ability to arouse men" I said, adjusting my increasingly moist and uncomfortable pants. "So why this interrogation all of a sudden?" Tom asked. "Sorry...forget about it" I said. He looked upon me with kind eyes and a friendly expression. "Well, I mean I guess I didn't really get to know you all that well yesterday, and I was distracted and..." I trailed off. I was getting lost in his bodily and facial beauty. He had started bouncing his pecs again, laughing at the effect they had on me. Suddenly, a memory came back to me. "Tom...just before you arrived yesterday there was a bang or something. Something happened that caused the building to vibrate. Or at least I felt something. Did you feel it?" I asked. Suddenly, Tom's whole demeanor changed. Gone was his casual pleasantness and cheeky aloofness, and instead replaced with the kind of look someone has when they've been caught out in a wrongdoing. He was silent for a moment. "Go change Frank. Put on some clothes. I'm...going to show you something" he said. His voice was still kind, but had a more serious edge to it now. Without hesitation, I found myself doing exactly what he asked me to do. I hurried to my bedroom and started to dress myself. What was he going to show me? Why was he suddenly so serious? Did I say something wrong? Had I offended him? I hurried back to him. He was still wearing his tank top, but now had jeans and heavy looking hiking boots on. "Lets go to the balcony" he said, and without question I followed him there. We stood side-by-side looking out at the surrounding city landscape. All around us people were slowly waking up and enjoying breakfast. But how many of them had the luxury of being served by a muscle god, and being allowed to feel him up? Not to mention being manhandled to easily and sexily. Man I was a lucky bastard. So then, what was all this about? I turned to look up at Tom' beautiful face. I gently placed one of my hands on his bicep. "Tom?" I said. He looked down at me and smiled. "Frank, I want you to know that I will never hurt you. You are safe with me. Safer than you'd ever be anywhere else" he said. Why was he telling me this? Without warning, his powerful arms hoisted me off of the ground and he held me against his muscular chest. "Tom!" I said, laughing and enjoying the feel of being so small compared to him. We looked at each other in the eyes as my fingertips lightly traced lines across the top of his pecs. "What is this? What are we doing out here?" I said, excited at the thought of a kiss. "This" said Tom. It wasn't a kiss. The balcony was still below us, but it was growing more and more distant. I could feel air breeze past me in a downward direction. All around me tall skyscrapers that I initially had to look up at to see their uppermost floors were becoming...shorter? No...my elevation was increasing. Tom kept his kind eyes focused solely on me. His titanium arms holding me close. 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OldFashioned Posted June 14, 2020 Share Posted June 14, 2020 1 hour ago, Omnipotence said: I'm a muscle god, and your into it. I say enjoy yourself What a concept! Great chapter! Big fan of our powerful Tom 2 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Guest Posted June 14, 2020 Share Posted June 14, 2020 Love the little details reinforcing Tom’s total perfection: from his fingertips to his voice to his toes. Thanks again @Omnipotence! Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
asianman2410 Posted June 14, 2020 Share Posted June 14, 2020 I just love the narrative. It's simple and easy to follow, but the description and details are just addicting. I find myself always wanting more. Great work and I can't wait to hear more. Thanks! 2 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
muscleman1 Posted June 14, 2020 Share Posted June 14, 2020 Wow man this is truly superb - such detail (trying to imagine what he actually looks like - which pro BB would come close). At the start of this thread, you asked for ideas - and noting the wise comments of other about not interfering with our flow since it is your story, it would be great if there was a scene where even Tom's strength may not be enough for a certain task/challenge - for the first time ever he has to roar and sweat and strain like never before with every muscle working overload. Just a suggestion. Keep up the great writing - can't wait for the next chapter 1 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
WannabeGod Posted June 15, 2020 Share Posted June 15, 2020 YES! Can’t wait to see how Tom reveals his full God powers 2 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Guest Posted June 15, 2020 Share Posted June 15, 2020 Oh hot! He's a superman .... but bigger and sexier ... maybe he should be wearing the S, not Clark Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
rockhopper Posted June 15, 2020 Share Posted June 15, 2020 This is the best story I've read here in quite a while. Keep it up. 2 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
NerdJock Posted June 16, 2020 Share Posted June 16, 2020 Little late reading this but awesome work, man! 2 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Kymuscleboy Posted June 16, 2020 Share Posted June 16, 2020 Like the post above, I am also a little late in reading this, but read all three chapters so far last night. It is really awesome. In addition to more fabulous descriptions, I hope we learn the mystery of Tom's origins. 1 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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