The Man-Next-Pew (Chapter 6 added 1/3)

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Hello there! Just joined recently and wanted to write a story, so this is my first attempt at it. This chapter will mostly be set up, so not a ton of action at this point but hopefully it will set the scene. 

 

If you're more interested in the action I would recommend skipping to Chapter 4, when it is complete. The other couple chapters beforehand are just a small bit of exposition for those interested but probably not completely necessary. 

 

Warning: this has some religious tones in it and if that makes you uncomfortable I would recommend not reading this. 

 

Chapter 1:

 

I woke up to the sound of my alarm blaring in my ear. I absolutely hate that sound, jolting me out of a deep sleep. I had to give myself a pep talk to get out of bed, "come on John! Time to get up, you don't have time to lay around!" 

 

It was a Sunday morning and it was time to get ready to go to church. I sat up and stretched my body - flexing my toned 15 inch biceps as I contracted my arms. 

 

I stood in front of my bedroom mirror shirtless, just my tight underwear on. I flexed a little looking at my defined abs, nice set of pecs and toned arms on my 6' body. I'd really been hitting the gym for 5 days a week for quite a while, eating as often and as clean as I could. I was proud of my body at 28, I had worked really hard to improve my health and to maintain a weight of 185lbs. 

 

As much as I'd like to flex a bit I really had to get going - it was nearly time for church and I'd slept in a bit. I changed my underwear and put on a nice pair of khaki pants and a blue button-up shirt. The clothes weren't very form-fitting but I definitely could see some definition from my shirt. I styled my brown hair into a neat, handsome comb over. After brushing my teeth and lacing up my blue flat-footed shoes, I was ready to go!

 

I stepped out of my small 1000sqft 2bed 1bath home. I climbed into my sedan and headed to church that was only a few minutes down to the corner. I've been going to Faith Church ever since I'd moved here to the South. The people there are very friendly and I always enjoy going to the services. It's especially been nice being a part of something since I've moved away from most of my social connections and family. I text back and forth but rarely ever see anybody in person. 

 

Honestly, sometimes it was hard to go. I'd been deep in the closet my whole life. I've known I've been attracted to men since a young age. I remember seeing men on underwear packages in the store looking at their muscled and defined torsos. Or shirtless men on the front of men's fitness magazines. I knew that I wanted to look just like that when I grew up. I am not really sure where the envy began and when the attraction started. 

 

Growing up in an evangelical background I felt so much shame and confusion around my own attractions. Yeah, I liked taking a look at men's bodies; I wanted to be desired and to desire another man. Being with someone was something my straight peers got to indulge in but in my context I would never be able to enjoy the same relationship. Not me. 

 

Honestly, it just filled me with a touch of sorrow. I had very deep connections with friends but now that I was separated by distance we have started to drift a part. It's made living here quite hard even though I needed to move here for my career. I can't say that I wasn't jealous of them too. They were all finding partners, getting married, having children. Meanwhile, I was drooling over meat heads at my local gym. 

 

Well after stewing over that less than savory stream of thoughts in my head for the thousandth time, I finally had arrived. There were small groups of families filling the front door of the church with stained glass panels all around the church. I quickly got out of my car and shuffled my way to my usual seat in the back corner of the church. No one really talked with me apart from a few waves and "Hey John!" 's since church was just moments from starting as the piano player began playing a hymn. 

 

I settled into my seat, looked through the bulletin, and opened my Bible. I started looking around to see if the pastor was getting ready to welcome everyone to church.

 

Just as the music slowed and the pastor stood up a MAN walked by and sat just in front of me. 

 

I didn't quite get a good look of his face but he had a thick head of well-styled, faded brown-hair with just a few strands of gray here and there. He was wearing a really nice smelling aftershave. And he was absolutely fucking massive. He was wearing a tighter red and grey shirt made of a cotton fabric, but the definition of his muscles couldn't be hidden. His traps were huge and encroached upon his girthy neck whose muscles flexed and moved with every little adjustment. I could see his big delts and wife back that fanned out giving him an imposing figure. 

 

The pastor began speaking, "welcome everyone. Let me go over a few announcements..." 

 

I couldn't pay attention whatsoever. I began to clam up and my dick began to engorge. I looked around and thankfully no one was near me. I was getting a full hard-on in church, as I placed my bulletin over my pants to hide my thick boner from popping out of my pants. Should I be thinking of another man this way in the middle of church? 

 

"Please stand and turn to hymn 330. 330" the music director said in a booming, hearty voice. I quickly scrambled for the hymnbook and stood up pushing my dick against the pew in front of me. While the beautiful specimen of a man stood up simultaneously. 

 

I quickly looked at his body. His body had a very pleasant shape with his wide back slimmed into his midsection. His shirt was tucked in to a nice pair of tight-waisted gray pants. His glutes bulged out of his pants and his quads were noticeable in the upper part of his pants. I sang along to the hymn but kept getting distracted by the extremely attractive man in front of me. 

 

I began to feel a little bit guilty about lusting after this man in church. But this was the story of every person I've been allured to. They were a nice piece of meat for me to look at but remained a forbidden fruit. Men were nice to fuel my fantasies but never to be had. It was frustrating. 

 

I thought to myself, "John pull yourself together. Pay attention. Pay attention. Pay attention." 

 

But I just can't. The entire service I hardly paid attention to the pastor giving a sermon, any of the liturgy, or the multiple songs. The whole service was my sexual frustration running through my head over and over again. 

 

Eventually the whole congregation stood up as the pastor prayed a long and winding closing prayer to dismiss us. It was strange having my head up in the clouds the entire service. All I could think about was what the front of this man looked like as I could hardly even get a side profile. 

 

"... Amen." the pastor said loudly, as the congregation replied, "Amen." 

 

"You are free to go," he said as the whole congregation gathered their items and began to get ready to depart for home or a restaurant. 

 

The man in front of me turns around to gather his items from the pew. He was even more perfect than my mind could conjure up during the service. He was around 5'9" and weighed around 230lbs. Man, was he handsome. He looked to be around his mid-30s. His hair was quite immaculate, and he kept a very short beard on his face tracing out a strong, chiseled face. He had dashing, kind, deep blue eyes. His lips were full and formed a joyful smile. His pecs filled out his tucked in shirt quite nicely, as a sligh outline of his nipped poked through his shirt. 

 

I had to jump at my chance immediately. I immediately blurted out, "Uh. Hello sir! My name is John it's nice to meet you." 

 

He looked up with a large smile and confidently brought out his veiny hands to shake mine. I obliged and shook his powerful hands. He gripped my hand confidently.

 

"It's nice to meet you John. My name is Charlie!" he said in a deep, confident voice. 

 

"Well, we're glad you came this morning Charlie. I hope you found the service to be uplifting!" I said with a slight nervousness in my voice. I was in the precense of one of the most handsome men on earth, it was hard for me not to be. 

 

"Oh, yeah. I loved it. I thought the sermon was quite thought-provoking. I just moved to the area, so I have been visiting some churches here and there." Charlie replied, leaning on the pew behind him and cross his arms, causing his forearms to flare up underneath his shirt. 

 

" Oh, well, I am new to the area too. If you're looking for a friend maybe we could trade numbers and explore the city together?" I said with eager anticipation. 

 

"Oh, well that actually sounds great! I haven't really found anybody to hang out with yet and being single it's been kinda hard to adjust to everything here." 

 

My heart just melted. I can't believe that this was actually working. Maybe this was all just a bad idea, getting this close to an absolute hottie was a mistake. But there was no way I'd pass up getting to know this dude. 

 

I quickly handed him my phone, opened my contacts, as he did the same for me. I typed my information into his phone. 

 

"I'll text you sometime this week, dude! I gotta head out here soon but we'll figure out some time to hang out." Charlie said, shaking my hand again. 

 

It amazed me how confident and friendly he was. He was so comfortable in his own body. He was just the type of man I dreamt of when I was younger. He typified everything I loved about men and their personalities and body. 

 

The rest of the day my thoughts were occupied with nothing but Charlie. 

 

I've been so good about not jacking off, watching porn, or lustful thoughts. But Charlie completely derailed that and threw me for a loop. I edged the whole day thinking about his body. 

 

Eventually before I went to bed I completed my nightly routine of taking a shower and planning out my next day. I stripped off all my clothes down to my underwear. My dick was so hard, as I looked down at my bulge in my underwear. I began to rub myself through the fabric. It had been so long since I'd released any sexual tension and I was ready to burst. I pulled my underwear down releasing my dick as it flopped out onto my flat stomach. 

 

I began to think of Charlie stripped down to his underwear. His strong muscles drenched with sweat and pumped up beyond belief. His handsome, manly face looking down at his ripped body, heavily breathing as his chest quickly expanded and collapsed. 

 

"So... Fucking... Handsome... Uufffffhh" 

 

It was too much to think about much further. I began to cum all over my own body. The orgasm was one of the most intense I'd ever had before. I was so tired afterwards I didn't even want to clean myself up. It all felt so guilty but felt so amazing. I fell asleep with my cock out and cum all over my body...

 

 

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This is still kinda a slow burner here. I will let you know at the head of the chapter if there finally begins to be a little more action but hopefully this sets the stage for John and Charlie. I also promise a growth in the future

 

Chapter 2:

 

It had been a few days since I had first talked to Charlie. I wasn't going to be the first one to text - I wanted to see if he was truly interested in being friends with me or if he was just trying to be nice. But every gym session before work was filled of thoughts of him, dreaming of becoming like him. 

 

Eventually on Thursday evening I got a text - it was from Charlie. My heart began to race, he actually was interested. I quickly opened my phone to read the text. 

 

"Hey there, John! Sorry it's taken me a while, it's been a crazy week. 

Wanna hang out tomorrow night after work? There's a nice brewery on Trade St. downtown that we could try if you'd like." 

 

I was excited to just have a friend to go and do stuff with, and even more excited that he was extremely muscular. 

 

I quickly texted back," I know just the one you're talking about. Sounds like a plan Charlie! I will meet you there at 6:00."

 

"Great see you then, dude." 

 

The next day was torture waiting until I could go out with Charlie. It had been so long before I had a social outing with someone it was honestly quite sad. Making new friends in a city where you don't know anybody is hard. I had a couple acquaintance at work but most of them seemed quite busy with their own things to really go out and do anything with me. 

 

The loneliness hadn't been all bad. I really started going to the gym with all my free time and hitting the weights hard; spending time to prep protein-packed meals every day. I had worked out inconsistently the past few years but my physique had really improved the past year or so. For the first time in my life my abs had some nice definition and I could feel them when I rubbed my stomach through my shirt. 

 

On Friday I went into the office ready to leave for the day on time. I wore my usual blue button up dress shirt, and khaki dress pants, no tie on the account of it being Friday. I picked ones that hugged my body a little bit more. I wanted Charlie to see I was working with a little something underneath, even if wasn't nearly as much as him. 

 

I worked furiously to ensure I wouldn't have any possible reason to not go to the brewery after work. I shut off my usual office chatter, worked through lunch, and tried not to discretely play with myself too much. 

 

5:30 couldn't have rolled around soon enough! I quickly gathered all of my belongings, finished up loose ends, and said my, "Have a good weekend" to all my work buddies as we all walked to the parking lot together. I jumped in my car, put in the directions, and drove away to the downtown brewery. Luckily, I found a space to park on the street nearby instead of having to pay for a parking garage. The brewery was just in sight. 

 

It was fairly busy mostly the Friday-after-work crowd in there letting off steam from the workweek. I immediately spotted Charlie at the bar. He was wearing a white dress shirt with his sleeves rolled up on his forearms. His wide back stretching the fabric of his shirt, his ass spilling over the small barstool.

 

Drawn to the gravity of this huge man, I walked up to him, "Hey there man! What's up?" to the back of Charlie. 

 

Charlie quickly twisted his body around to look at me. He had a large friendly smile on his face as his well-groomed scruff moved along with his grin. His hair still neatly groomed. Charlie had unbuttoned several buttons at the top of his shirt that revealed his neck as well as a dusting of fur on the top part of his chest. God, he was so handsome. 

 

He stood up, walked towards me and gripped my hand to shake it, his large forearms bulging with power as his veiny hands moved up and down. 

 

"Good you see you, John! I have been looking forward to our outing tonight. It's been a stressful week at work." 

 

"Me too, man. It's been a lot this week. I need to have a drink to unwind and talk to someone about something other than work." I replied. 

 

"Seems like neither of us want to think about work right now so we'll skip over that!" Charlie said with a slight chuckle. "Come on, sit down. I got us a spot at the bar" 

 

I sat down and ordered an IPA on tap, while Charlie ordered a cider. 

 

"So Charlie what brings you to pick and move somewhere new?" I inquired trying to strike up a conversation. 

 

"I mostly needed a change of pace. I hadn't moved out from my hometown ever, even went to college there. At the age of 35 things started to get just a little dull. What about yourself? I know you said you moved his not too long ago either?" 

 

"Well, I needed to move here with my company to further my career. They offered me a promotion in the accounting department to a manager position but I had to move here to get it." I replied to Charlie. 

 

"Sweet dude, congrats on the promotion!" changing gears Charlie went on to ask, "So, what brought you to Faith Church?" 

 

That was a question I wasn't readily able to answer but gave it a shot, "Well, I grew up in a large Baptist church back home and become a Christian as a teen. Went there my whole life, until I moved out here. I visited a few churches but Faith Church was one of the few that people came up to speak to me, so I've been kinda sticking around there." 

 

"Being single my whole life having a community of people you can rely on is invaluable, so I understand. That's kinda what I've been searching for ever since I've been here. You're one of the first people who reached out to me, so I'm quite thankful for that." Charlie said in a soft, friendly voice. 

He added, "I've grown up in church too and was saved and baptized at the age of 9. After going to the same one for so long you kinda take it for granted not being a part of one." 

 

I replied to him, "Yeah, it is strange. It's somewhat isolating too. I desire deep connections but those are hard to foster overnight." 

 

Charlie looked at me with his light eyes saying, "That's why I'm glad you reached out to me. Seems like we're both on the lonely side. Nothing like bonding over being lonely together," he said with a light chuckle 

"Especially since many churches are geared towards being married. Usually, single people like me aren't given nearly as much attention." I said somewhat somberly. 

 

"I know how you feel. It sucks being a second-class citizen in a context where that shouldn't be the case. People hounded me about being single for years. Part of the reason I had to leave home. I just wanted to be my own person and not be hounded by other's expectations for my life." Charlie said.

 

Man, that really hit home for me. I miss everyone at home but it feels nice for people not to try to set you up with someone at every turn. Especially when they don't know the truth about me, the real truth about who I am. 

 

He then added, "want another drink? I'm buying" 

 

"No thanks," I replied, "I have been trying to watch my diet lately." 

 

He laughed, "I know how you feel, bro. Gains come before anything! Looks like you have been seeing some good results too." 

 

Wow, I didn't know how much I needed that before he said it. It felt so good hearing that from a man like Charlie to notice my gains. I began to blush a little. 

 

"Thanks, Charlie! You look like you made some pretty good gains yourself."

 

Charlie smiled at me and said, "I try to keep in shape, been trying to eat right and workout for a long time now. 

Hey, I've been looking for a workout buddy to help me stay consistent. I work at the 24/7 Fitness place off of Liberty Avenue, it's just a few minutes walk from my house. I usually go early in the morning before work. I don't know if you'd be up for that? "

 

Oh man. This is exactly what I didn't need to hear right now. I wasn't sure if me working out with this dude was the right thing. I know I won't be able to contain my lust. At the same time I was excited to finally have friend. 

 

"Sure dude, I live just a few minutes drive from there. I'd love to do it. I usually go at 5/6 on weekdays. 

 

"That's perfect for me! You can be my guest for a few times until you can get a membership. We'll try it this Monday at 5. I'm excited." 

 

I was already wanting to start working out Monday. I actually couldn't contain my excitement. We ended up sitting there at the brewery for quite a few hours just talking about anecdotes of home, random internet memes, and opinions on stuff that didn't matter. 

 

"Night man, I really enjoyed talking to you. See you this Sunday" Charlie said as he walked opposite of me to his car. 

 

"See ya, man!" I replied shouting as he walked away. 

 

We both wanted to keep talking but were too exhausted to keep going, so we finally called it a night. I got home around 10:30. I was as giddy as a butterfly. I felt like a teenager filled with angst again. This relationship just felt refreshing, and I'm not just saying that because of his huge muscles. I felt like this relationship could really blossom into something special. 

 

I still wondered why he was still single. It was clear he could probably get any woman he wanted without any problems. Yet he is actively choosing to be single well into his mid-30s? Especially in a Christian context of all places. My mind started wondering on that but I didn't want to connect any dots that weren't there, but it couldn't be anything else other than good news in my mind. 

 

I began to say my nightly prays, thanking God for the day, petition for others. 

 

I attempted to ask for fortitude against lust but images of Charlie kept weaving in and out of my head. Man, he was hot. I knew I probably shouldn't be pursuing this relationship this quickly but I needed a connection, I began to think as I attempted to justify everything in my head. 

 

It all felt so wrong but it felt so good and right to me. I thought him all night until I eventually doozed off to sleep. 

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A little more self-serving exposition but I promise that it will start to pick up here soon at the tailend of this one! 

 

Chapter 3:

 

It was Sunday morning again and I was eager to return to church. I wanted to get there early in order to meet up with Charlie before the service began. My stomach just began to churn just thinking about it! I couldn't believe how badly this man turned my world around. 

 

I hastily put on a long sleeve polo, leaving the collar completely unbuttoned, my trusty khakis, as well as a light jacket to brave the cold morning air. 

 

I looked at myself in the mirror as I straightened up my comb-over. My brown hair looked healthy and wavy - thankful that it hadn't started to thin out yet. I began to look into my eyes. I felt a measure of begin to arise in me. I was only excited to go to church to see a man I had literally just met last week. Was I losing my grip on my faith? I don't know but I didn't have time to ponder it. 

 

I made my usual route to church, parking, and walked to my usual spot on the pew. No sign of Charlie yet. 

 

An older member, Brent, came up to talk to me. He was always kind to me, it was clear he had a good heart, and beloved by all in the congregation. A venerable individual, I must say. We had a nice little chat as always. He asked me how I felt settling in and I, in exchange, asked how his family was. Many people here at Faith Church exactly like that - down-to-earth, salt-of-the-world people. 

 

I, however, often feared their judgment. If only they knew the darkness that I let reside in my heart, would they be so kind? I don't know. I really don't want to think about it either. It's a fear I've spent my whole life with - rejection. 

 

Soon after our conversation had ended, I saw Charlie making his way towards me. Being brought-aside by congregants to have quick, welcoming conversations. I began to instantly perk up. I was just happy that he was present. 

 

He was wearing a shirt and tie this morning. His neck, arms, and chest were absolutely packed into his dress shirt. Some of the buttons looking strained across his huge chest muscles. Meanwhile, his neck was clasped by the collar that had a tie roped around it. It was no secret that he was turning quite a few heads, and catching plenty of stares from men and women alike. 

 

He was the center of everyone's attention, yet he was so calm, humble, and professional about it. 

 

Eventually, as he came closer to me I began to wave at him. He joyfully waved, walking my way. 

 

He stood over me, "Hey John, anybody sitting next to you?" 

 

"Oh, uh, no. You're good to sit there, Charlie. Come on through." I retorted. 

 

"Sweet, coming on through." he said. 

 

He pushed his way through. He put his legs passed mine. Without knowing it he shoved his massive glutes into my face, that were hugged tightly by his tight pants. I had to admit my dick jumped a little bit when that happened but I tried not to let it get into full hard-on territory. 

 

"Thanks for letting me sit with you, John. This service I'll at least have some company." he said grinning, as he patted my shoulder. 

 

Charlie just made me feel so safe. I wasn't sure if he knew what he was doing but it certainly was working. This fine specimen actually wanted to be my friend, sit with me, chat with me. I felt noticed and that someone actually wanted to be around me. 

 

This time around in church it was a little easier to pay attention, since Charlie wasn't directly in my view the whole time. I actually listened to the pastors sermon on Ephesians and participated in the liturgy more fervently. Maybe I actually could control myself. 

 

After church was over Charlie turned to me, "Hey man, I know we just had an outing this Friday but would you like to come over by my place to chat and rest? I got some chicken and vegetables in the crock pot cooking, so you won't have to worry about lunch," as he said it in a kind voice and full eyes. I felt like he was hoping that I'd say yes. 

 

Of course, I was going to say yes. We were hitting it off so well, I didn't want to kill the vibe. 

 

" Of course! I don't have anything to do today. Might as well hangout the rest of the day." 

 

Charlie gave me his address to his apartment building, and parking instructions as I followed him over to his house. Upon arrival I noticed they were quaint little apartments. The location was excellent in a very walkable part of town. I could even see the 24/7 fitness center he was a member at just down the street. He met me at my car and took me up to his apartment. 

 

He unlocked the door and lead me in. It was very neatly kept, hardly any clutter for someone who had just moved in not long ago. Everything was put a way and straight. The apartment itself quite simple. Just a couple of posters and funky art pieces on the wall, and a couch with a TV set. I could see a variety of protein powders he kept on the counter. 

 

"John, could you take your shoes off?" 

 

I happily obliged, pulling my dress shoes off just leaving me in my long gray dress socks. 

 

"This is my place, it's pretty small but just big enough for me and my simple life. Just a bedroom and a bathroom but it was in such a great spot I couldn't turn it down. If you happen to need the bath it's in my bedroom, so feel free to go as you please." he explained,"Make yourself at home. You can sit on the couch while I finish up the meal really quick." 

 

He began to untie his tie and unbutton his shirt a few notches much like Friday night. His chest still poked through his shirt though. The shirt just fit him so well. Hugged his body in all the right places, and tapered well onto his own waist. 

 

I sat down on the couch, noticing he had a game of Catan on the television stand. 

 

I spoke up, "you play board games?" 

 

"Yep, I'm a huge boardgame geek. I play more obscure stuff than Catan but all of that still in storage. Wanna play a game?" 

 

"Of course dude, I love board games! That's usually how I passed the time on Sunday afternoon back at home with my friends." 

 

"Great, we'll eat and play a round or two of Catan." 

 

Charlie and I ate a good lunch and began to play Catan. As we finished the round he brought out more options to continue playing. Chatting all the while. I knew that this was going to be the beginning of a long friendship. 

 

[...] 

 

From then on Charlie and I became really close friends over the following months. Every week day we began working out together. Although, I believed this would make it hard for me to not continually lust after his awesome body - it didn't.

 

Charlie was quite modest. He often wore baggy and very loose fitting garments to the gym. Since he lived so close he never used the locker rooms. He wasn't very keen on taking pictures at the gym or posing either. He just hit the weights hard, sweated like a pig, and left. 

 

Don't get me wrong, hearing him grunting and tossing around a massive number weight still gave me some fantasy fuel. But I certainly had to imagine a lot about his body. The closest I ever got was his tight and tucked in church clothes that he liked to wear.

 

I also had to admit that my body was certainly changing a lot due to the consistent diet and exercise. My abs really started to look shredded. If I stepped on nearly any beach my abs would be the envy of any man. My pecs really started to gain some volume and my v-taper was getting more noticeable. My clothes still fit but certainly felt a little bit tighter in all the right ways. I started gaining more and more compliments about my physique. It really was quite the ego boost. 

 

Most Sundays we sat together in church, then traded going to each other's house afterwards. They saw each other virtually every day. Every time I see him my heart still races each time. I know that this probably wasn't super healthy but I wasn't sure how else to deal with it. 

 

One day at church Charlie and I sat together as usual. But my pastor had just started a study through the book of Romans. Going over the first chapter always gave me a sense of dread. It was the typical verses that people brought up to condemn homosexuals. 

 

I sat through the whole sermon hearing the pastor continue on and on about homosexuality and its various levels acceptance of it throughout society. It was hard for me not to internalize this every time I heard it. It just made me feel like this unchanging part of me was an abomination, that I was an abomination.

 

I knew this was coming and I braced myself for it. I was just looking forward to hosting Charlie at my house later today, hoping I'd forget about all of this. That day in church I quickly left, as I told Charlie that I had to fix a few things at home first. He stayed to talk to a couple of people and said he'd be right on his way over. 

 

I got home and just popped in a frozen pizza to cook. I hadn't had time to prepare anything in advance. Charlie had done it himself as well, so I know he was fine with it.

 

After a while I heard a knock on the door. Knowing it was Charlie I just shouted, "come in!" 

 

He opened the front door and sat down at the kitchen table immediately to the right of the door with me. The chair creaking underneath his mass, as he spilt out of the sides of the chair. 

 

"Hey John! Sorry I'm late, got caught up talking to the Phillips'." 

 

"Sure dude, no worries!" I replied, as I heard the alarm go off, "oh let me get that!" 

 

Taking the pizza out of the oven. I sliced it into pieces, got plates, water glasses, and napkins and brought it out to the table. Both of us were so hungry as soon as it cooled we dug into it. 

 

Charlie asked, "So what did you think about the sermon today?" 

 

Charlie and I usually discussed the sermons with each other. But today was a really bad day to ask. I have struggled for so long trying to figure how my desires and feelings worked into all of these different teachings. It honestly troubled me quite often, more often than is probably healthy. 

 

"Oh, I thought it was alright," I said with a melancholy tone. 

 

Charlie replied, "doesn't sound like it to me. But to be honest I wasn't so pumped up by it either." 

 

A silence was cast over the room. It was clear there was some tension in the room. Maybe I should tell him the truth? Would he even like respect me any more? Would he think I'm some abomination? It tore me up as I began to tear up. I have kept this inside of me for SO long. 

 

Charlie noticed this, and moved over to the chair beside me, "dude what's up? 

 

I replied with a shake in my voice," Uh, I don't know really how to say this. But I think I feel safe enough around you to tell you this but... Charlie... I'm gay."

 

Did I just say that to someone in real life? 28 years and I've never told a soul about it. Honestly, it felt so strange to say out loud. 

 

Charlie sensing my despair got close to me and hugged me to console me. For a long time he didn't say anything. I could just feel his muscular arms caressing me softly. His large chest pushing up against my own. My head leaning on his muscular traps. 

 

After a long period of silence Charlie broke it saying, "John. It's going to be okay. There's nothing wrong with you. I understand where you're coming from - I struggle with these feelings as well. For a long time in fact." 

 

I was completely taken aback by this. I kinda had my thoughts but didn't really have any type of confirmation whatsoever. Either way it felt so relieving to say this out loud, to my crush nonetheless. 

 

For a long time we just sat there. Eventually, we begun to share our own experiences with it, especially growing up. Hiding ourselves for so long. Keeping secrets from the ones we loved. The intense shame and guilt we had both felt our whole lives. It was cathartic to actually speak it out loud to another human being that could understand me in so many ways. Eventually, our grief regarding the situation turned around. By the end of the night we began cutting up like our normal selves. 

 

As Charlie was leaving for the night he looked at me in the eyes, with a smile, and said, "see you in the morning bright and early" 

 

Not too long after I went to bed with a peace about the situation. It all felt so good, so right. 

[Guest]

From here on out I will try to keep it a little more action oriented

 

Chapter 4:

 

Charlie and I proceeded with our normal Monday routine as if nothing happened yesterday. Charlie showed up to our gym session in his usual modest clothing. I honestly really hadn't ever witnessed his bare muscles before. He had almost always wore long sleeves, so I only got outlines and hints of his body underneath. 

 

Nothing seemed out of the ordinary, we just followed our regular routine to start off our days. We had our normal chit-chat throughout our workout. Before leaving Charlie let me know that he had prayed about both of us last night. I appreciated that he took the time to think about me, lord knows that I've been wanting peace for a long time about my sexuality. 

 

As I was driving home I struggled about what I was supposed to do. Nothing seemed clear to me anymore about my faith. I could feel myself slipping away from God. It just felt so unlike myself. I wasn't sure what Charlie was thinking either. I really liked him and I knew he enjoyed our friendship but I'm not sure how deep it actually went for him. 

 

As soon I got home I went ahead to do a full shower to get ready for work today. Thankfully, I got to work from home today so I got to cut out my commute for the day and my morning wasn't so rushed. 

 

I stripped out of all my clothes as I threw them down on the bathroom floor, turning the warm water on getting ready to shower. I looked at myself in the mirror. I started to run my hands across my six-pack. The texture of them felt wonderful. My pecs had recently begun to extend away from my body as they gained more volume. I shot a bicep up to pose as I contracted my arms. My weight started to creep up to 190 lbs, pretty respectable in my opinion. I was excited to see just how big I could get with Charlie's help. 

 

Just then I got a message on my cell phone. It was Charlie with an image attached to it. We usually sent memes to each other at random times so I opened it for a quick laugh and to respond to it.

 

It wasn't that. 

It was a picture of Charlie, shirtless, sweaty, as he was flushed with red from exertion. In the picture had a desperate, sexy look in his eye. I had never seen his bare torso before and I had to say it was better than I ever imagined. 

 

His torso had a nice fuzzy dusting all over. His hair, although short, was not styled as usual. It was drenched with sweat as it laid flat across his head. His short stubble still immaculately maintained. 

 

He had a really large pair of massive, blocky, square pecs. His nipples faced downwards from the mass. One arm was flexed as his baseball bicep peaked perfectly, while his other hand was occupied with the phone. His abs had deep divisions between them. You could ever so slightly see his lower abs start to form into an 8 pack. You could see ripples of muscles on his sides and an Adonis belt that brought yours eyes down towards his comparatively tiny waist. Every thing about his body was perfect.

 

The message along with the photo said, "I am really feeling the pump today. Thought you might find it inspirational." 

 

I found it more than a little inspirational. I found it quite mesmerizing. I was probably one of the few people on earth that's seen this man's amazing body, since he seemed so protective over it. My dick was instantly stiff as board. The skin around my dick felt painful as it rushed with blood - more than ever before. 

 

I quickly responded to the text so he wouldn't be left wondering, "Wow. That's amazing." Lame but I didn't know what else to say than that. A guy I met at church just sent me a spicy shirtless picture of his huge muscles. There's not really a whole lot of protocol for that situation. 

 

I quickly jumped into the shower with my phone and began to furiously tug at my 7" cock. The nerves in my dick felt particularly touchy today, as every stroke sent jolts of pleasure up and down my spine. I was completely over stimulated and in complete lust for Charlie's sexy body. My dick started to explode with volleys of cum. The feeling was so fucking intense that I didn't think I'd ever stop cumming. 

 

Eventually I gained enough clarity to finally finish my showering. I honestly wasn't sure how I'd finish the rest of my day with that picture on my phone. 

 

I looked at the messages again he just replied, "I'm glad you liked it ;)" 

 

Throughout the workday I continually had to excuse myself from my desk to go jack off again. I was so horny all day long and I couldn't help myself. 

 

I prayed intermittently throughout to day. I needed strength to resistance this temptation but in all earnest I didn't want to let it go. I wanted Charlie to be in front of me shirtless like he was in the photo. I wanted him. 

 

The rest of the day until bedtime I only thought of him. I was just excited to see where were going from here. I felt our relationship was just shifting so quickly in such a short timeframe. 

 

[...]

 

I wasn't sure how our morning workout was going to go. When I met Charlie outside he kinda looked a little sheepish. Still wearing his modest clothing that hid most of his body. 

 

He came up to me, looking slightly guilty. He started to speak, "Hey man, sorry about yesterday. I think I might have gotten a little carried away. Sorry if I made you stumble." 

 

I replied with a large grin on my face, "You didn't offend me at all, Charlie. Ain't nothing wrong with showing off what you've got. I can't lie and say I didn't enjoy it either. Certainly a little inspirational too." giving Charlie a slight wink. 

 

He looked me in the eyes with a slight grin,"Well I'm glad you said that. Just let me know if you think I'm ever going too far with you man. I don't want to do anything you're not comfortable with." 

 

"Thanks, Charlie. I appreciate you watching out for me like that. Now let's get to work. I got a lot of stuff I have to turn in today at the office." 

 

For the rest of the week our workouts were quite normal. We hadn't swapped anymore post-workout pictures but there was certainly some tension building between us. 

 

Sunday eventually rolled around again and we sat in our usual seats. Both of us were wearing our usual dress shirts, slacks, and dress shoes. We both looked presentable, perfect Christians on the outside to the world and to other congregants within the church. 

 

Honestly, attending church started to feel a bit odd, despite our outward appearances. I still believed but Charlie and I were certainly crossing some lines that I knew were much too far. But I had gotten better at paying attention within the service. I spent less time on Charlie and more time paying attention to their sermons that, thankfully, have become less centered around homosexuality. I enjoyed the many rich hymns that we sung as well, many of which I had never sung before being a part of this church. I think Charlie still feels the same as well. We still talk about the services and God most of the time we come over to each other's houses. 

 

This week, I was going over to Charlie's house. We picked up some fast food on the way back to his place, as we had planned to watch a new thriller that had just been released onto Netflix. We had both wanted to see it but never went to the movie theater to see it until it was too late. 

 

I went to get the food from the restaurant while Charlie went to his place to get the movie set up and blacking out the windows for the optimal movie setting. 

 

I wasn't quite sure where Charlie was taking this but I was only filled with excitement. Maybe we'd take a sinful dive down into our relationship! I couldn't wait. 

[Bjort]

Love the slow burn and gradual exploration of mutual attraction and muscle lust!  Looking forward to more!

[Guest]

Chapter 5:

 

I arrived at Charlie's apartment complex, as I parked my car in the usual visitor spot. I brought in our bag of food from the local restaurant and walked up to Charlie's door. I knocked on his door and heard a, "come on in, John!" 

 

I opened the door and stepped through to see that I good bit of the light had been blocked out of the space, with the curtains drawn, and most lights turned off. The televisions light glow flowing throughout the apartment that had the movie pulled up on it. Charlie was already sitting on the couch on his phone. 

 

"Thanks for getting lunch, John. Could you just bring me a glass of water from the kitchen when you come by and we'll go ahead and get this movie started." Charlie said as he placed his phone down, twisting his neck to look at me. 

 

"Sure thing, bro." 

 

I set the food down on the coffee table in front of the couch and poured a glass of water for the both of us. Placing them on the table I plopped down on the cushion opposite of Charlie. He started the movie as both of us began to chow down on our plates of food. 

 

I just got grilled chicken meal that was perfectly seasoned. It felt so calming just sitting down for a little while, eating, watching a movie in the dark. I was going all the time and it was good to just relax (even though the movie was a little tense).

 

After finishing my food I began to lean over to them middle. I noticed that Charlie was doing the same. We eventually started to place our hands over the top each other. 

 

We both knew what was happening and there was no mistaking it. I took the initiative and scooted over to him without a word, placing my head into his lap. His strong legs made a perfect headrest. Charlie slowly began to run his fingers through my head, as we both still had our eyes on the movie. 

 

I felt like I was in heaven. 

 

I had never felt this strongly about any man before. In the past when I had been tempted by men I found it much easier to deny my lusts. I had never actually been with another man although I certainly had the opportunity. But I had been absolutely infatuated with Charlie since I placed my eyes on him.

 

I'd denied myself for so long because of what I believed and honestly I'm quite glad that I did. All those nights of lying awake, filled with sorrow, thinking about my desires. Waiting all this time finally felt worth it, laying here in silence with Charlie. 

 

We hadn't really said a lot about the direction our relationship but I know we both felt it. 

 

Throughout the movie Charlie slowly started moving his hands down my body as he stroked my chest, occasionally hitting my nipple. I was completely hard, and although I couldn't see Charlie Im sure he was too. 

 

As the credits rolled to the movie. Charlie and I just sat there in silence for a couple of minutes while he continued to feel my body up and down. 

 

Eventually, Charlie broke the silence. He spoke in a soft, sweet voice saying, "I'm enjoying this a lot right now. I don't think I've ever felt so close to someone before." 

 

I replied in a voice filled with pleasure, "Yeah, I'm really liking this too, Charlie." 

 

"Your pecs feel so nice and plump, John. I can really tell you're growing a lot, you've certainly been putting in the work every morning." Charlie continued. 

 

I exchanged a compliment to him, "thanks man, and I gotta say these massive hard quads feel wonderful too." 

 

I could hear him under his breath saying, "Yeah, they are real big aren't they." 

 

I followed up, "I could sit here all day with you." 

 

"Why does it have to end today, John? Why not stay all night with me. I don't think you'll regret it." 

 

I could feel my heart start to beat really fast and my body start to heat up, "Wow. Yeah, I'd really, really like that Charlie." 

 

"Great. Remember, if you start feeling uncomfortable with anything just let me know. Neither of us have really been with someone before, so I don't want to move too fast." he said in a loving, sweet voice. 

 

I lifted my head up from his thigh and and I slowly leaned to him in the dim light of the television. His face illuminated by the blue light, slowly overshadowed by my shadow. We slowly locked lips, in fact, my first kiss and probably Charlie's too. 

 

We both struggled a little at first, since we were both a little inexperienced but we eventually found a groove. My smooth, square jaw rubbed up against his grainy beard stubble his strong arms holding onto my torso. Our tounges wrestling one another. 

 

We were both breathing heavily as our beads of sweat began to form on our heads. Charlie began to unbutton my dress shirt, starting near my neck and working his way down. He pushed back the shirt away from my torso. 

 

He tore himself from our kiss and rubbed his hands up and down on my smooth abs, "Wow. You have an amazing body. You're absolutely jacked - just take a look at those abs." 

 

I replied lustfully as I was taking my arms out of my shirt, "You'd be the one to talk. Why don't we unbutton yours too." 

 

Charlie began to unbutton his shirt as well and shimmied it off his body. He then stood up and started to unbuckle his belt and unbutton his pants, as I quickly follow suit. Soon both of us were down in our underwear, as he took my hand and led me to his bedroom. It was dark in there as well but Charlie turned on a few lamps. 

 

I finally got to see most of Charlie's magnificent body, with the lamps casting perfect shadows over his whole body. His huge quads, big glutes, and stiff "6 cock looked like they were going rip his black underwear straight off his body. All 230 lbs his muscle looked perfect on his slightly shorter frame 5'9" compared to my 6'. 

 

His pecs were the most imposing part of him. His chest looked cartoonishly accentuated - like something you'd see in a Superman comic book. They were tall and boxy and formed a perfect pectoral shelf. They were the crown jewels of his physique. Below his pecs his flat stomach showed a strong 8 packs that looked like bricks of muscle holding up his freakish chest. His arms were being pushed away from his body by his huge biceps. 

 

Charlie truly was a freak of nature and he'd been hiding for a long time. 

 

I began to kiss him again as I pushed my body up against his. He was just so much bigger than me than almost every other way. I looked absolutely puny next to him. 

 

"Charlie, you're so fucking huge." as soon as I said that I could see something clicked within Charlie. 

 

"You like my BIG muscles don't you, John? 

 

"Yeah, I do. They're just so... Perfect." I said greedily. 

 

"I want to be even bigger. I want to push my body to it's limit, past it if I can. I know I'm big now but I want to get even BIGGER for you, John." Charlie growled in a deep, low voice. 

 

I wanted John to get bigger and I wanted to be the one to encourage him along the way. 

 

I then began to suck his nipples and feel his powerful rock-hard chest. 

 

"That's right worship me!" Charlie blurted out. 

 

I'm that moment I could feel his body changing. Charlie became really warm as sweat began to form all over his sexy body. He began to trimble a little. Then Charlie began to groan like he hadn't before. 

 

Something was happening and I knew it was going to be something good!

[dredlifter]

Awesome story!  It's very sweet and relatable for those of us who still consider themselves Christians. 

Loved that most recent part where Charlie shows some of his cockiness!  Very sexy. 

[jujumusclelover717]

This is really good! Looking forward to more!!! 

[Guest]

Chapter 6:

 

As Charlie and I kissed one another, I could feel each moment becoming more passionate than the next. Eventually, Charlie picked me up and threw me onto the bed where he promptly climbed on top of me. 

 

He held his huge body right over the top of mine with his thick, veiny arms placed right next to my comparatively miniscule, yet ripped body. I could tell that Charlie was really getting into it. His muscles looked extremely pumped as they visibly throbbed with every heartbeat. 

 

Charlie said lustfully, "I never thought I'd get to do this. Especially not with someone I met at church, of all places. *Ugh* You have such a perfect, tight, muscular body John." 

 

"You're the one to be talking, dude. You're the biggest man I've ever met and I can't believe he's right on top of me." I said smiling wildly. 

 

I continued, "Did you ever think you'd get this big?" 

 

He smiled with delight at the question, "Funny you should ask. When I first started everyone around me started to ask why I started in my early 20s. I told myself and other people that I was doing it for my health. 

That wasn't entirely sure. I really did it because I wanted to be a massive muscular beast. I wanted to be big like all the men that I found attractive. 

I started to grow and got addicted. I can't get enough. Now I NEVER want to stop. It's all I want."

 

Wow, if my dick wasn't already hard enough I could feel my skin being pulled tightly. This reason for working out resonated with me and it was so fucking hot. 

 

I began to stroke Charlie's massive pecs and strong arms, "I want you to grow bigger and bigger and bigger. I want to worship your massive muscles. I want you to turn into a muscle god." 

 

I could see Charlie tightly close his eyes as he clutched the bedding with arms, as he dropped his head. 

 

"Yeah, it feels so good" Charlie said in a low voice to himself. 

 

I could see his body trembling and twitching as he heated up even further as his sweat dripped slowly onto my body. His styled graying hair and beard were drenched. His pump started to look even better as his muscles began to look absolutely engorged. 

 

I couldn't believe my eyes. I could see Charlie's muscles growing and expanding. Everywhere. 

 

"Oh, yeah! What's happening to me? I feel so... Powerful." Charlie said gritting his teeth.

 

He then sat up on top of my body, exposing his underwear that was absolutely begging to be ripped straight off his sexy body. He arched his back from pleasure and I could see him jutting out his huge growing pecs that were in full view. His abs were pulled in tight as he sucked in his torso. 

 

I could see Charlie's back growing wider, as his quads began to rope together with muscle and veins. I could see another pair of abs start to poke through his skin just below the base of his chest showing his 10-pack abs. His traps were growing up along his widening neck muscles. Charlie was breathing heavily as new muscle formed all over him. 

 

The growth began to accelerate as he collapsed on top of my body, as he buried his head squarely next to mine on the pillow. His pecs pushing up against mine as they fought for space. All I could see was his back muscles absolutely growing into a ripped mosaic of pronounced mounds of stunning muscle. 

 

Turning his mouth toward my ear in the pillow he whispered, "I want to fuck your ass so badly. I can't take it. And I want you to look at my growing pecs while I do it." 

 

He took his hands and grasped the elastic of his underwear. He pulled with his strong arms against them and tore them off his body, with his thick growing dick flopping right on to mine. Not too long there after he tore off mine too, my dick landing on his. 

 

This was better than any fantasy I ever had. Nothing even came close to this immaculate experience. 

 

Charlie sat up again ready to position himself to enter my asshole. I looked up at his magnificent body. He had still remained about 5'9" but he grew in every other metric possible as he looked to be 300 lbs of rock solid muscle. Hardly any fat whatsoever on his sexy body. 

 

"Alright, John. I'm going to start this off really slow. We're both new to this and I don't want to harm you. If it starts to hurt too much just let me know and I will pull out." Charlie looked at me in the eyes with a sweet, charming voice. Even during the depths of lust filled sex, I found it admirable he took the time to comfort me. 

 

He spread my legs as he set them on top of his huge traps. I could barely fit but I held on the best I could. Charlie slowly entered my asshole, pushing in little by little with every thrust. I moaned with every thrust. I was filled with huge amounts of pleasure knowing that the sexiest man I'd ever met or dreamt up was entering me. I could feel his precum settling little but little into my ass. He was still growing but the pace had lowered substantially. 

 

Charlie started to talk, slowing the pace of his thrusts, "When I was young I wanted nothing more than to look like you John. You have a great head of hair, a nice toned body, an unimaginably handsome face, and you're so sweet and kind. If I met you when I was a teenager you'd been my idol. You're perfect." 

 

I couldn't believe that Charlie said that to me. He was clearly the larger man but he had such an admiration for my body. My hurt was filled with butterflies as I blushed. 

 

I replied,"You're my idol right now, Charlie. I want to be big like you one day. I also want to be just as kind, wonderful, and manly you are." 

 

"Don't you worry, John. With a mature muscle god like me, I'll make sure I protect my worshipper in every way possible. I want you to be happy." Charlie told me with a deep growling voice. 

 

He slowly began to pick up the pace going in deeper and deeper with every single thrust. I looked up at Charlie's midsection. It looked absolutely incredible. All 10 of his abs had really gained a lot more definition, they all looked like huge rippling blocks of muscle. It was hard to believe that all of them even fit onto his tiny waist and torso. His physique was unmatched by any I'd ever seen. 

 

Charlie's precum got deeper and deeper into me as he leaked with every thrust. 

 

I could feel my very own body getting extremely hot and begin to twitch, as the pump on my body began. I knew what was happening and Charlie's precum was causing it: I was growing! 

 

The absolute euphoria of being fucked by a god and growing was beyond description. I think Charlie felt the same way. 

 

I could feel my abs really growing as a slight burning sensation came over them. I still kept my six pack but each of my abs grew out of proportion to the rest of my body which didn't seem to be packing on nearly as much size. 

 

"John, emmmmm, I think you're *ugh* growing. Right where I want you!" Charlie moaned as began to feel my tight, muscular abs, "I don't know how much more I can take." 

 

I could feel his dick for especially throbbing within my asshole with ever heartbeat. Soon thereafter I could see that he was going to explode. 

 

"Cum inside of me, Charlie. PLEASE!" I cried out to him. 

 

As he shot volley of cum inside of me my growth began to accelerate further. Everything on my body inflated rapidly as this happened. 

 

My abs continued to grow disproportionate to my body. The separations between them became deeper and deeper, while the muscles themselves became bigger and bigger. They grew extremely hard to the touch as my stomach knotted up into what felt like iron. My arms grew quite a bit as well to around 18", much bigger than they'd ever been. My pecs became swollen with powerful muscles as they balled up with growth. My back felt intoxicatingly powerful, as I could feel myself taking up more and more surface area of the bed. My quads looked veiny and ripped leaned up again Charlie's body. 

 

Charlie took my dick from me as I was jacking off and helped to finish me off I came over my newly developed torso. 

 

He collapsed on me and began to kiss me. It was so fucking hot having a Hurclean man make love to me. 

 

Charlie eventually broke the kiss and got into bed next to me to lay down. He brought me close to his large body. His still erect dick pushing into my back. 

 

He got close to my ear and whispered, "That felt fucking amazing. Can't wait to get a full view of what we really look like in the morning. I want to be surprised." 

 

I replied, "Yeah, that felt so good... Better than anything I could've imagined." 

 

"I can't wait to do it more often right now but I'm absolutely spent. Sweet dreams, John. Love you." Charlie answered. 

 

"Love you too, Charlie." 

 

All sorts of emotions stirred up inside of me. Some feelings of dread had come over me. What have I done? I enjoyed it. I felt in my heart that I loved this man but I can't even enjoy just laying next to him. My whole life I was taught the way I feel right now is wrong but I couldn't accept that. 

 

Eventually, Charlie began to run his hands through my hair. It was so soothing to have him here with me. Maybe all of this wasn't so evil. Maybe loving another man wasn't so terrible. I felt so much calm and peace about the matter as I drifted off to sleep.