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This is my first attempt at a story, so I hope you all enjoy. Any feedback or suggestions for next chapters and plot lines are welcome. First few chapters coming up here, more to follow:
Chapter 1
Josh was utterly bored.
The shift at the bar couldn't be going much slower, and his tip total for the evening until then stood at a measly few bucks. The club was empty, a new DJ in the booth getting in some useful practice, only serving to annoy the entire bar staff. Josh wandered along the length of the bar, trying to look busy but his mind wandering to one of his co-workers, the beautiful Sara.
Her long brown hair fell in waves across her shoulders, occasionally flicked back with a casual toss of her head. Her deep blue eyes could trap any man, and her body was that of a supermodel. Many guys coming to the bar would tip her hugely, just for the chance to peek down her top at her giant breasts, and she knew it. She was smart, confident and utterly dripping in sexual desire, and Josh could never summon the words to talk to her properly.
Josh had always been shy, more of a nerdy type than most. His passion for studying was only outweighed by his love of swimming, and his wealthy family indulged this passion with a custom built pool, in the basement of their house. He spent hours in the pool, enjoying the flow of the water on his skin as he powered along the lanes. He found it helped him focus his mind, sort out his problems and think clearly, preparing for the day ahead. Medals on the swim team followed, as well as academic honors thanks to his hours of meticulous studying. His success on the swim team was short lived, however, thanks to a group of jealous and vindictive parents. His custom made swimming gear was criticized, called into question for supposedly giving him a time boost. No matter how many scientific tests and time trials he put himself up for, he was barred from the high school team.
Josh was used to this kind of treatment though, he knew he was different. From about the age of 12, he had tried to remain in the shadows, hidden from the gaze of others who might see him as a freak. The doctors couldn't explain it, and he knew it was not from his genetics. During his pubescent growth spurt, he had bulked out, grown to be very tall and developed an unnatural gift, hidden away in custom-made boxer shorts. His hormones had driven him wild through his teens, often running from the dinner table to his room without a word to his family. His parents put it down to mood swings and stress from work, and never wondered why they always ran short on tissues.
University was different though, and Josh finally felt at home. He was able to study as much as he wanted, and with the privacy of his own room, satisfy his cravings away from prying eyes. His clothes were all made to order, and by avoiding any tight fitting jeans, his secret was safe. Many girls had asked him out, as his broad chest and warming smile attracted the attention of many of the most beautiful women on campus. Josh avoided dating though, afraid of what people would think when they witnessed his hidden secret.
“Hey Josh? Can you pass me that stack of glasses please?”
The angelic voice of Sara whipped Josh from his daydream, blinking a few times to realize that he was still in the company of the buxom beauty, along with the incompetent DJ. He grabbed the stack nearest him, passing them to Sara's side, where she was busy with a group of horny nerds, all staring at her chest, barely covered by her tight shirt. Sighing, he went back to cleaning the bar, willing the hours to pass. His crotch was throbbing just being in the same room as Sara, and he was in desperate need for release. Concentrating hard, he closed his eyes for a moment and breathed deeply, feeling his body relax as the stiffness hidden in the inside seam of his jeans abated. The end of the shift couldn't come soon enough...
Chapter 1
Josh was utterly bored.
The shift at the bar couldn't be going much slower, and his tip total for the evening until then stood at a measly few bucks. The club was empty, a new DJ in the booth getting in some useful practice, only serving to annoy the entire bar staff. Josh wandered along the length of the bar, trying to look busy but his mind wandering to one of his co-workers, the beautiful Sara.
Her long brown hair fell in waves across her shoulders, occasionally flicked back with a casual toss of her head. Her deep blue eyes could trap any man, and her body was that of a supermodel. Many guys coming to the bar would tip her hugely, just for the chance to peek down her top at her giant breasts, and she knew it. She was smart, confident and utterly dripping in sexual desire, and Josh could never summon the words to talk to her properly.
Josh had always been shy, more of a nerdy type than most. His passion for studying was only outweighed by his love of swimming, and his wealthy family indulged this passion with a custom built pool, in the basement of their house. He spent hours in the pool, enjoying the flow of the water on his skin as he powered along the lanes. He found it helped him focus his mind, sort out his problems and think clearly, preparing for the day ahead. Medals on the swim team followed, as well as academic honors thanks to his hours of meticulous studying. His success on the swim team was short lived, however, thanks to a group of jealous and vindictive parents. His custom made swimming gear was criticized, called into question for supposedly giving him a time boost. No matter how many scientific tests and time trials he put himself up for, he was barred from the high school team.
Josh was used to this kind of treatment though, he knew he was different. From about the age of 12, he had tried to remain in the shadows, hidden from the gaze of others who might see him as a freak. The doctors couldn't explain it, and he knew it was not from his genetics. During his pubescent growth spurt, he had bulked out, grown to be very tall and developed an unnatural gift, hidden away in custom-made boxer shorts. His hormones had driven him wild through his teens, often running from the dinner table to his room without a word to his family. His parents put it down to mood swings and stress from work, and never wondered why they always ran short on tissues.
University was different though, and Josh finally felt at home. He was able to study as much as he wanted, and with the privacy of his own room, satisfy his cravings away from prying eyes. His clothes were all made to order, and by avoiding any tight fitting jeans, his secret was safe. Many girls had asked him out, as his broad chest and warming smile attracted the attention of many of the most beautiful women on campus. Josh avoided dating though, afraid of what people would think when they witnessed his hidden secret.
“Hey Josh? Can you pass me that stack of glasses please?”
The angelic voice of Sara whipped Josh from his daydream, blinking a few times to realize that he was still in the company of the buxom beauty, along with the incompetent DJ. He grabbed the stack nearest him, passing them to Sara's side, where she was busy with a group of horny nerds, all staring at her chest, barely covered by her tight shirt. Sighing, he went back to cleaning the bar, willing the hours to pass. His crotch was throbbing just being in the same room as Sara, and he was in desperate need for release. Concentrating hard, he closed his eyes for a moment and breathed deeply, feeling his body relax as the stiffness hidden in the inside seam of his jeans abated. The end of the shift couldn't come soon enough...
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