worship The Power of Lust - Chapter 1

[alanmag]

Hey guys! First time posting a story! Probably going to be at least 5-6 parts. 

I added a lot of extreme tags because the story will head in that direction eventually but there isn't any of that in this first chapter.

I know its a lot of exposition but hopefully it will be a worthwhile payoff

Any feedback is appreciated!

---------------- CHAPTER 1------------------

Evan looked around Fitness Depot, a bustling brawling gym in a suburb of Chicago. It was crowded as usual, but with membership being $100/month and a distinct aroma of sweat and b.o., it mainly attracted a clientele of big sweaty muscle beasts. Not to say that there weren’t wealthy twinks and chubs who came for the exclusivity, but Evan never paid attention to those guys. He always had his eyes on one man – Corey.

 

Corey was one of the very few professional competitive bodybuilders at the gym. With Evan’s flexible schedule, he’d managed to time out his workouts with Corey many times, considering that Corey went at the exact same time every day. To be clear – Evan had never spoken to Corey and Corey would probably struggle to identify Evan out of a lineup. But watching Corey lift was like free porn to Evan. He’d watch Corey bench 150 pound dumbbells while he pushed as hard as he could with the 50s in his hands across the gym floor. Corey would deadlift 7 plates on each side while Evan would shakily manage 2. Evan wasn’t weak but Corey was at the peak of his game – a true muscle god. Evan desperately wanted Corey to notice him but there were two huge obstacles.

 

One – Corey was straight. Of course, any bodybuilder has to have a certain amount of “appreciation” for another male’s “physique” but Corey would go as far as to block gay followers on Instagram who would solicit him and would most certainly be disgusted if Evan made an advance. The second obstacle…Corey was married. His wife was a fitness model, not jacked like Corey but toned and always ready for swimsuit season. Sometimes his wife would come to train with him even, and she would sit on the leg press sled while he pushed. Or grab his waist while he did pullups. This made Evan insanely jealous.

 

But all that was about to change. Recently, Evan’s grandfather had passed away, and while sorting through his belongings, Evan found a slip of paper that read “Watson’s Shop of Spells, Potions, and Miracles.” There was an address – Evan had plugged it into google maps and it led to an empty field in Illinois. But curiosity got the best of him, and he had headed out to the rural farmland, cautiously parking his car under the shade of a few trees. Getting out of the car, Evan could see there was no sign of any activity around him. He took out the piece of paper and held it to the light to make sure he had gotten the address correct. Suddenly, the paper grew hotter and hotter and eventually lit on fire. Evan jumped back and screamed, throwing the paper on the ground.

 

As the piece of paper hit the ground, the ground around him began to shake. Evan started walking back towards his car, tempted to just jump in and get the hell out of there, when he saw pillars begin to emerge from the ground. He looked around, as if to see if anyone else could vouch for what was happening, but he was about 5 miles from the main road so there was truly no one around. Eventually, a little one story shopfront made its way from under the earth and he could see a neon sign light up – “Watson’s.” The shaking stopped and Evan just stared at the shop, mouth gaping and drooling. An old man emerged from the shop and waved with a big smile.

 

“Hello, Evan! Glad to see you made it out here! Come on in!”

Evan was too stunned for words. He took one cautious step towards the shop.

“That’s it – one foot after the other. Come over and let me pinch you, I promise you’re not dreaming.”

“You…know who I am?” Evan sputtered.

“Yes, I’ve been expecting you. It’s been a long time since your grandfather came to visit…I was hoping there would be more of the family line to come.”

“So you knew my grandfather?” Evan asked.

“Yes…in fact I’ve known every male in your bloodline for the past two thousand years!”

That would explain why Evan’s mother never mentioned this, Evan mused to himself. “But why?”

“Your ancestor sacrificed his life to save mine a long time ago. I’m immortal now, but I wasn’t then. Since I couldn’t return the favor to him, I made it a mission to grant one favor to every generation of your family forever.”

“One…favor?”

“Come on in, Evan. I’ll help explain.”

Watson held the door open and Evan slowly walked in. What he saw inside almost made him faint.

 

Although the shopfront looked pretty meager on the outside, it was sprawling and infinite inside. Rows and rows of books, vials, syringes, pills, plants, even some strange living animals, lined the sides. And the ceiling was so high, Evan couldn’t see the top. He even took several steps in and out of the shop to confirm that it was 15ft tall on the outside, and at least several thousand feet tall inside.

“Don’t hurt your brain trying to figure this out – I’m a magician and wizard and that’s all you need to worry about” Watson said with a wink.

“So…what now?” Evan asked. Part of him still wanted to run out of there but for some reason every word out of Watson’s mouth calmed and soothed him.

“Well, let’s figure out what I can do for you. I gave your grandfather a lot of business success. Made sure he made a profit every year, and it seems to have paid off. You look healthy.” He chuckled to himself with satisfaction.

So that’s why Evan’s grandfather had made such a huge fortune selling something as innocuous as pens and pencils. It had always seemed a fluke, but Evan had just thought his grandfather was a uniquely talented salesman. In a way, it disappointed him that magic was behind the family finances, but he quickly let go of the thought once he realized something good was potentially waiting for him.

“Ah, I see that you’ve realized it’s your lucky day, Evan.” Watson observed.

“Should I…browse?” Evan stammered.

“Well you could, but you’d probably be here for decades trying to sort through what I’ve got. It may be easier if you tell me something you want or need.”

An image of Corey appeared in Evan’s mind.

“Well there’s this guy at the gym…”

“Yes, Corey. He’s been in the back of your mind this whole conversation, I’ve noticed.”

“You can read my mind?

“Oh it’s not so complicated. You ever think out loud? Well, it’s just like that only I hear your thoughts that you don’t say out loud too.”

“I mean, its dumb, he’s straight and married so it doesn’t even matter…”

“Nonsense. I can fix any problem for you Evan. I actually know just the thing…”

Watson winked and suddenly disappeared. Evan stood there for a second, suddenly becoming afraid of the silence and the distant shrieks of strange creatures. But Watson was only gone for 10 seconds, and he poofed back into existence right in front of Evan. He was holding something that looked like a red perfume bottle.

“This will fix your Corey problem easily.”

“What…what is it?”

“It’s a potion that makes you irresistible, even to a brick wall. One or two sprays of this, and Corey will cum at the sight of you.”

Evan blushed hearing Watson be so vulgar. “We already established I can read your mind, boy. So no need to be ashamed of any stray thoughts.”

Evan tried to think through the dangers. “But won’t it make everyone around me attracted to me? I don’t want everyone’s attention.”

“Don’t worry, it only works on someone when you mix their DNA into the potion.”

“Their DNA?”

“Yeah, we’re talking spit, sweat, hair, urine, sometimes even a fingerprint can have some DNA. Shouldn’t be too hard to collect something like that at the gym, no?” Watson grinned.

Evan thought about how Corey never wipes down his equipment and in fact, he had used a bench after Corey for the sole purpose of basking in his sweat, so it wouldn’t be difficult at all. 

 

Watson gave one warning: “You don’t need to use too much of it, or there might be some erratic consequences.”

“Consequences?”

“Well, lust and attraction have many depths to them. Too much, and he might start to lose his individuality.”

Evan pondered that explanation for a moment.

Watson quickly chimed back in – “I have no judgement of what you do with this potion. I’m not a good or evil entity. I am simply fulfilling a debt I owe your family. So the power is quite literally in your hands now.” 

All of a sudden there was a huge lightning flash and Evan found himself standing in front of his car by an empty field as if nothing had happened.

 

That was two days ago. Evan looked around the gym as he clutched the bottle of perfume in his hand. He finally found what he needed – Corey doing squats in the corner. 

 

“Bingo.”

 

[Ro20316]

Ohh i have a feelings things will go crazier for him

[Fantime]

Cant wait for part two

[vincentte]

Part 2 please~~

[MuscledJunk]

Begging for moreeeeeeeeeee

[crushme99]

Wow, this is going in a GREAT direction.