Brad has always been pleasant, not a 'muscle snob' like many of the guys who have the body and proportions of a man built like him. Although he was cordial, I never got any vibes or hints of interest from him for me. That is, until one morning.
This morning started out like each of my normal mornings, a good cardio warm up, about an hour of weights, and then off to the showers to get ready for my day.
I never have confused myself about being a "built- brick house" muscle stud. My body is more on the line of a fit gymnast. I am 41 years old, 5'10" tall, 165-170 lbs, 30w, nice defined chest, true abs definition, nice hard arms. Legs built from years on the tennis courts, and regular gym training for almost all of my adult life. Blondish hair, blue eyes, and a torso so hairless that what I do have I keep shaved off smooth.
Brad on the other hand could not be more of an opposite from me than any other human in the gym. He looks to be in his late 40's, about 6'2" or so, his weight I would guess to be at least 215 lbs or more. With a massive chest, huge cannon ball biceps, shoulders, legs, fore arms, legs etc and on and on and on...... every inch chiseled to perfection. His skin was deep rich olive complexion. Mediterranean? Latin? Italian? Who cares? In my eyes he was beautiful. He has a head of rich dark hair that framed his classically chiseled face to perfection. His green eyes and perfect white teeth set it all off. He alone stared in many of my solo late night jack off sessions.
One last bit of information about me while we are at this point. I am quite hung for a man my size and my build. And on my smaller frame it makes my big cock look even larger. Although I personally can not take any of the credit for my endowment, I none the less am proud of my big dick. Flaccid, it hangs five or six thick inches. Hard it enlarges to a very proud nine solid inches of steel. Along with my nice sized dick the set of balls it rest upon is also a source of pride and enjoyment for me. The ball bag hangs well below my flaccid 5 inches and is full of large egg sized nuts.
On this particular day, as I was getting ready to hit the showers, I noticed Brad in the locker room. He was undressing and appeared to be getting ready for a shower himself. I casually noted that he normally does not shower at the gym. Thinking nothing about it, and going about my business a smile did light up my mind thinking at the least I may get a peak of that perfect body in the buff.
Draping the towel over my shoulder heading for the shower I had to grin when Brad's eyes traveled my torso from head to toe and back again, then his eyes stopped about half way in between landing on my pride and joy.
The showers here have no curtains. They have partitions dividing each shower head but for the most part are wide open. Selecting the shower in the middle I thought this may give me a better viewing point.
The lucky stars have aligned for me this morning. He indeed chooses the stall directly across from mine. An audit from the IRS could not possibly wipe the internal grin off my face at this point.
"Hey there Mark, looks like the hours in the gym are rewarding you well." Brad says, from his shower stall while wetting his body.
"Thanks Brad. Coming from you that is one hell of a compliment" I reply.
"For sure man. Sometimes it is hard to tell with the loose bulky sweats and all what is actually under the clothes." He continues. "But dang you have a hot body." He adds with a wink.
His eyes at this point are no where near meeting mine. They have landed between my legs and are drinking in the size and sight of the massive dick hanging wet between my thighs. And a dick that is slowly but surely filling up.
Hey. If he wants to look I don't mind. With a handful of soap I blatantly fondle my cock. Never taking my eyes off of his muscles, my cock begins to fill slowly. With the blood flowing into my cock, he for sure can't take his eyes off of it now.
Man oh man I think to myself. Do I have me a size queen here or what? This huge mountain of muscles is enthralled by my piece of manhood.
As I am enjoying my hardening cock he turns slowly and gives me a partial view of his back side as he soaps up his massive legs. Bending at the waist he is actually pushing his muscular glutes out and back in my direction as he works his hands down to his feet.
Fuck! My mind is racing now. This man is actually showing me his ass. He is giving the most obvious signal I have ever had. This muscle stud is a big ole bottom. And what a bottom he has. Those perfectly mounded glutes are massive with the tiniest thong tan line setting them off.
By the time he has finished giving me the show of a life time with that ass of his he turns around and gets an eye full of my now rock hard 9 inches jutting straight up to my hairless belly.
"Now that is the hottest thing I have seen in a long time" he says while actually licking his lips.
I turn the water off in my stall, walk across the tile into his shower and grab a handful of his ass. "No Brad, this is the hottest thing I have ever seen" as I take the base of my cock and slap it unto one side of his butts cheeks.
Stepping out of his stall I grab my towel and leave him in his shower stall. Tease! I call myself. But hey, I enjoy the chase and ritual as much as any hot blooded man does. My rock hard cock still sticking straight up and swaying while I walk back to my locker area, I am kind of glad it is slow here this morning in the shower area.
With in seconds Brad is standing right beside me. "Mark. I think we need to get together sometime man. You and I could have ourselves a real good time" he breathes into my ear.
"You think so huh?" I ask him as my left hand traces the outline of his ass and tan line that is so gorgeously exposed. "I think you may be right big guy".
"Fuck yea! I know that it would be hot as hell." His legs bend just a little pressing his tight hard ass into my hand. "You would not know what got hold of you when I get through with you. And that is a promise."
"My place right now if you are man enough to handle all of this muscle man." As I slide my raging hard cock along side his left cheek.
Brad grabs his gym bag throws on a ripped tank top, a pair of gym shorts that must be two sizes too small, and a pair of flip flops. This whore dog is dressed and standing beside me before I even get my shorts buttoned. Standing silently watching me as I finish getting dressed with a look of total abandon in his eyes, 'Yea, this will be one special piece of meat for sure' I think to myself as I take my time.
Five minutes later we have entered my condo and Brad has left his shoes and gym bag at the front door. He follows me into the bedroom and his bravado seems to have left him somewhat. For such a huge man he has taken a very small stance beside me. Oh man, this is something else. Not only is this dream boat a big bottom piece of meat but he appears to be somewhat of a submissive one as well. I can't wait to see how this plays out.
I sit on the edge of my bed facing Brad, "take the tank top off big guy" I ask.
He starts to pull it up over his head. "No." I stop him. "Rip it off of your body Brad" I instruct him.
A slight but obvious smile creeps onto his handsome face as he takes the center of the tank and in one motion rips the tank top into two separate pieces and drops it to the floor.
"That is good big boy" I tell him, while eyeing his massive and powerful body. His posture rises back to his full size upon my compliment. His huge Pecs full of testosterone and endorphins from his recent work out, standing tall like a proud warrior.
"Now the gym shorts Brad"
He takes the hem of each leg of his shorts in his large hands and with one powerful motion he is left standing naked in my bedroom on display like a massive body builder should be.
I kick each of my feet free from my loafers, and begin to remove my shirt. "Allow me"? Brad asks.
"Be my guest"
He lifts me off of the bed with his hands under my arm pits to a standing position. Placing my arms over my head he tenderly lifts the t-shirt off of my body. Running his hands gently and slowly down my hard stomach he traces the out line of my erect dick through the fabric of my khakis shorts. Kneeling in front of me his hands continuously roam and cover my fabric covered prick with as much interest and lust as I have personally seen in any man for a long time. Brad totally naked kneeling practically worshipping my huge cock and it is not even let out of the confines of my shorts yet.
Brad begins licking and sucking the khaki fabric. His saliva mixed with my own pre- cum wetting my shorts thoroughly. Two hundred and fifteen pounds of muscle daddy mesmerized by my cock, nothing in the world could be better at this point and time. He undoes the top button and his mouth follows his hands as each undone button reveals more and more of the mammoth cock he is after.
My hands are traveling over his broad shoulders and slabs of Pecs while he slowly and teasingly reveals inch by inch of my rock hard pride. Taking his time and worshipping each new inch as it is revealed is driving me nuts. He is a very talented man for sure.
With the last button open my engorged cock springs free and slaps him upside his cheek, leaving a splatter of pre-cum across his face. I take my finger and wipe the sticky stuff , on cue he turns his head just enough to open his mouth and take my wet finger all the way down his mouth licking and cleaning my cum from the finger tip.
His hands never stop. They continually roam and feel and touch my body. Slipping his hands behind me he lowers my shorts to my ankles and takes each foot and lifts the shorts free of me.
This Scenario is what drives me big time. The roles one would think should be reversed. The smaller man, me, the man who loves muscles on another man, should be the one on his knees servicing a god of the proportions of Brad. Yet here he is making sure that every need and inch of my body is explored.
He has yet to touch my recently free cock, his main goal of course. He stands facing me and plants the largest- deepest- wettest passionate kiss two men can possibly share deep into my open mouth.
Using his powerful muscles he again lifts me off of my feet and lays me gently onto the bed flat on my back. Standing over me he is a mountain, he is huge, and he is a beautiful sight to behold. Not wanting to break any rhythm, I lay back and see where he would like this to go. Letting Brad take the lead, is not normally in my nature. But he is like in a dream, a trance. And right now every move he is making is mind blowing erotic and passion filled.
Moving back to the foot of the bed he continues the exploration of my body. My feet get the best tongue bath and massage they have ever gotten. His tongue begins to trace a path up my calves, worshipping each and every muscle and striation on his journey. His mouth is an inferno of saliva and lust as he continues up my smooth hairless thighs. His huge strong hands are as active in exploration as his mouth and tongue along the paths and trails of my body.
The pleasure continues, but again he passes the object of his desire and makes no contact with my dick which by this time is so full and hard it is on fire and pulsing with each new sensation from Brad. His mouth licks a path across my six pack abs and traces each ridge and section like he is brail reading my body with his tongue. Never have I experienced this type of true bliss from any trick / lover, person in my 41 years on this planet.
The path of his mouth is non stop. My nipples and Pecs are the next recipients of the talents of his tongue. My hairless pits, my biceps, which I flex for him automatically and get a moan of approval, are also rewarded with lavish attention. Following the bend of my arm his mouth finds my hands and my fingers, and they too are treated to the talents of Brad.
I open my eyes to see the most magnificent man hovering over me. He is using his massive arms to suspend his body over me looking deep into my eyes.
"Would you let me make love to that beautiful cock of yours Mark?" He almost whispered as he spoke.
"Yes Brad. I would enjoy that." I told him.
I leaned up to reach the night stand drawer, he gently but firmly laid me back down. "Please, you just lay back and enjoy the ride of your life. Let me do what I enjoy the best, if you don't mind Mark." He said
He lowered his face and again proceeded to make love to my mouth with his. The heat and wetness of his deep masculine kiss was unlike anything I have ever experienced before.
He lowered his full body weight onto me, smothering my smaller frame with his massive torso. Wedging his thighs and gripping my cock he gently starts rocking and getting the full length of my cock between the tree trunk legs of his, and begins dry humping my cock with the massive muscles.
With out breaking stride he opens the drawer and pulls out the lube, poppers and condoms. After I am all rubber covered and ready he takes the poppers and hands them to me.
"I hope you enjoy this as much as I am going to Mark." He says with another one of his killer winks.
It is almost as if his demeanor has changed again, like he is in control. From the proud muscle stud at the gym, to the first few minutes of submissiveness and uncertainty when we got here in my condo, to the take charge force now straddling my prone body.
He lowers his grade "A" prime piece of ass onto my cock. In one smooth stoke he impales his entire ass all the way down the length of my cock. His face changes, becomes intense. A true metamorphosis is taking place as he slides onto my huge throbbing cock. His hands no longer on my body, he is feeling his own massive Pecs. He is flexing them, matching the rhythmic contractions of his ass muscles massaging my cock with the timing of him flexing his huge slabs of Pecs.
Raising his arms he begins flexing his 18" biceps. Looking at them like they are a new toy, one he is discovering for the first time, all the time never easing the constant contracting of his strong ass muscles milking my cock. It is like his body is one giant muscle flexing squeezing and performing for me only.
His hips begin a slow yet gentle rocking motion, drawing my cock deeper into his hot chamber. The strength of his rectal ring is as amazing as the power of the rest of his body.
He takes the poppers and uncaps it resting it under my nose. "Here you go Mark." After inhaling my share of the bottle he takes a deep huff of the powerful stuff. The effects take place immediately, the gyrations of his hips and ass become more intense as he rises up just enough to get his feet under his legs and resting his body weight on them. Using his powerful thighs he begins a true power fuck on my cock, raising and lowering his body weight with his legs, piston action force of his muscles propelling his ass up and down the entire nine inches of my cock.
What a sight. Sweat is now pouring off his torso dripping down onto me. His muscles engorged with sex, hot sweaty man sex. Veins are popping out where he had none before. He muscles are cut and ripped to the max, his dark skin accentuating every one of them.
Like an animal he has a low growl, still flexing arms and Pecs. Still feeling him self off. It is almost like I am not there, it is like it is him his muscles and my cock.
My hands can't stand to lay idle any longer I reach up and feel those powerful thighs propelling him up and down the length of my cock. His guttural moan lets me know he is aware that there are two of us there. His ass tightens even more on my cock the more I feel and massage his thighs.
My hands roam up his brick hard abs, feeling and tracing each separation of his six packs. When my finger tips graze the nipples his head rolls back and the deepest moan yet escapes his throat. Bingo! I got me a nip man on board my cock. I grab onto his nipples and begin a steady barrage of twists, flicks and digs into his dark pointed nubs. The nipple work sends his hips and ass into overdrive on my cock. I thought his ass muscle was strong before, now it feels like he is trying to rip my cock off of my body the contractions are so strong now.
I take this as an opportunity to change things up just a bit. I lace my hands behind his neck, "lean back Brad" I tell him.
As if reading my mind and connected as one, he wraps his huge arms around me and lays back drawing me with him still impaled on my cock.Landing with him on his back and his legs out wide with me on top and my pulsing cock still buried deep in his fantastic ass.
I grab his ankles and spread his legs out as wide as possible. For such a huge muscle man he sure is limber. He is almost in a full splits position while I am riding his man hole. Using my entire body I begin to piston fuck the most beautiful piece of man butt I have ever seen, much less been in.
We flipped, rolled, wrestled, fucked, fell off the bed, landed on the floor yet never once did my cock leave the most precious hole it has ever been in once. Every position I thought possible to fuck this dream boat in, we moved like one in unison.
The grand finale: on his knees me driving into him from behind standing on my feet at the edge of the bed. What drove him to finally shoot, my big bull balls slapping him from behind with each thrust into him. He shot and grunted like a raging bull in heat with me entering him in this position.
The sweat flying and mixing with his cum was over whelming for me. Seeing this prime slab of beef impaled on my cock all spent and cum worn was just too much for me. Yet he knew his job was not over. I had yet to come.
Pulling out of his fine worn out ass was one of the hardest things I have done. But I ripped off the rubber and grabbed my cock by its base stoking the length slowly and firmly.
"Flip over big guy." I said. He did as told and laid out flat on his back in front of me as I stood at the foot of the bed.
I began jacking my cock while taking in the magnificent man before me. With out words I simply nodded at his massive arms. On cue as if we had rehearsed this a million times, he flexed them for me. Instinctively knowing what I wanted. Then much to my surprise he began licking and kissing his huge peaked guns making love to them while I stroked my huge cock and watched him flex.
That was all it took. The load of cum that flew out of my cock has never been equaled before that moment. Seeing this muscle man make love to his own body flexing licking kissing all for me while I jacked off was to intense for words. The first blast of semen shot about four feet and landed on his chest. The next few blasts rocketed up and covered his stomach. I emptied seven or eight huge loads over his torso before the final few dribbles worked their way out of my cock.
Drained, empty and sweat covered I collapsed onto Brads reclining body. He wrapped those huge arms around me and waited as we both came down from the ultimate high of man sex.
Brad's deep voice broke the silence first "That was incredible Mark."
"Incredible is not near the word I had in mind. In fact I am not sure there is a word that can match the magnitude of what we just experienced." I replied.
Reaching for my still hard cock, but instead cupping my huge sack of nuts with both of his big hands, "If you thought that was something, wait until I get my chance at these huge balls of yours Mark"
"You can have them any way, any time you want them muscle man" I replied as I lay my head on his wet chest and we both drifted off into a much deserved sleep.