If I had the resources, I would love to make a film of my stories. I would vene be willing to give someone else the right to them if I could have some sayin casting etc. I have always wanted to see such a story made. The closest I have seen is "Call me by your Name' and Departure.
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Chapter 7:
At about 8pm we came back upstairs to the family room and he turned on the TV. “Let’s see what’s on tonight. Is there any show you like to watch? I’m not too familiar with Saturday night TV. I’m usually out somewhere with my girl, or I used to be”, he said a little sadly. I told him I was not too familiar either with TV on Saturday. Most Saturdays I spend with a friend from the barracks or with a buddy from ‘Nam and his wife who fed me well. I think we turned on a big hit show but we didn’t pay much attention to it. We talked about his upcoming contest and about nothing in particular, but I sensed a little bit of sadness in Carl since he had mentioned his ex.
Carl went to the kitchen and brought back 2 cold beers. It was really nice getting to know him so well. We got talking and one thing led to another. He opened up about how he and his girlfriend had split up recently. She was a very religious girl and she didn’t like his bodybuilding hobby. That on top of his dog dying had gotten him down lately “I am sure glad to have made a new friend, Joe” he told me. “It’s helping me get over all of that, and getting ready for the contest is good for me too. You’re a big help. I hope you can keep on helping me. Maybe you can come to the contest with me in Atlanta. I won’t have anyone there with me. It’s the same weekend that mom and dad will be bringing my sis & nephew here to live for a while”, he explained, “her husband is being deployed and she wants to live here while he’s away”. “I‘d like that Carl”, I told him. “Maybe I can get a few days leave when the time comes. Let me know the exact date and I’ll ask the 1st Sergeant to give me the time off”.
We had a couple more beers and finally it was getting pretty late. We were getting a little buzzed too. Carl said “I’m going to hit the hay. What about you? Are you ready?” I told him I was beat too. We turned off everything and headed to his bedroom. “Which side of the bed do you like?” he asked. “I’m not fussy. I usually sleep alone” I told him. Carl said he was used to being on the right side when he was with his girl. That’s fine for me I told him.
At about 8pm we came back upstairs to the family room and he turned on the TV. “Let’s see what’s on tonight. Is there any show you like to watch? I’m not too familiar with Saturday night TV. I’m usually out somewhere with my girl, or I used to be”, he said a little sadly. I told him I was not too familiar either with TV on Saturday. Most Saturdays I spend with a friend from the barracks or with a buddy from ‘Nam and his wife who fed me well. I think we turned on a big hit show but we didn’t pay much attention to it. We talked about his upcoming contest and about nothing in particular, but I sensed a little bit of sadness in Carl since he had mentioned his ex.
Carl went to the kitchen and brought back 2 cold beers. It was really nice getting to know him so well. We got talking and one thing led to another. He opened up about how he and his girlfriend had split up recently. She was a very religious girl and she didn’t like his bodybuilding hobby. That on top of his dog dying had gotten him down lately “I am sure glad to have made a new friend, Joe” he told me. “It’s helping me get over all of that, and getting ready for the contest is good for me too. You’re a big help. I hope you can keep on helping me. Maybe you can come to the contest with me in Atlanta. I won’t have anyone there with me. It’s the same weekend that mom and dad will be bringing my sis & nephew here to live for a while”, he explained, “her husband is being deployed and she wants to live here while he’s away”. “I‘d like that Carl”, I told him. “Maybe I can get a few days leave when the time comes. Let me know the exact date and I’ll ask the 1st Sergeant to give me the time off”.
We had a couple more beers and finally it was getting pretty late. We were getting a little buzzed too. Carl said “I’m going to hit the hay. What about you? Are you ready?” I told him I was beat too. We turned off everything and headed to his bedroom. “Which side of the bed do you like?” he asked. “I’m not fussy. I usually sleep alone” I told him. Carl said he was used to being on the right side when he was with his girl. That’s fine for me I told him.
We both stripped down to our underwear. I kept my tee shirt on, but he didn’t. After washing up and brushing our teeth, we turned in. Neither of us fell asleep quickly. There was some tension. I know I had some. We started out with our backs to each other, but after a few minutes Carl said “Joe, I’m not used to sleeping on my left side. Do you mind if I roll over on to my right side?” This would put Carl facing my back, but I told him it was no problem (why would I deny him anything?) Neither of us was yet sleeping, but Carl moved over closer to me, sort of innocently. There was still a lot of space between us since the bed was so big, but I was hoping he would get closer to me. Eventually he seemed to fall asleep. I was still not sleeping.
After a few minutes more he rolled a little closer. I think he was asleep. He got very close to me now, close enough to feel his breath on me. OHHHH. Finally he was right next to me and his arm came over my waist. Extasy! I was hoping for a lot. I was pretty sure, even now, that he was a very straight guy. Suddenly, he seemed to startle awake. “I am so sorry Joe. I sure didn’t mean to come so close. Just a habit from when I slept with Beth” he said. I was not about to act all offended and I told him it was OK. I didn’t mind if he wanted to stay close. “Really Joe? I think I’ll sleep better knowing that you are ok if I accidentally get too close. If you get uncomfortable just poke me and tell me to move” he told me. This was just what I wanted to hear. No way would I make him move away. Eventually we both fell asleep. Carl was nearly spooning me! I had carefully removed my tee shirt before I nodded off, in hopes that I would feel his naked chest against my back. That is just what did happen before I slept. He was actually cuddling me during the night.
After a few minutes more he rolled a little closer. I think he was asleep. He got very close to me now, close enough to feel his breath on me. OHHHH. Finally he was right next to me and his arm came over my waist. Extasy! I was hoping for a lot. I was pretty sure, even now, that he was a very straight guy. Suddenly, he seemed to startle awake. “I am so sorry Joe. I sure didn’t mean to come so close. Just a habit from when I slept with Beth” he said. I was not about to act all offended and I told him it was OK. I didn’t mind if he wanted to stay close. “Really Joe? I think I’ll sleep better knowing that you are ok if I accidentally get too close. If you get uncomfortable just poke me and tell me to move” he told me. This was just what I wanted to hear. No way would I make him move away. Eventually we both fell asleep. Carl was nearly spooning me! I had carefully removed my tee shirt before I nodded off, in hopes that I would feel his naked chest against my back. That is just what did happen before I slept. He was actually cuddling me during the night.
Some years later (Marco at the gym)
Chapter one: first sighting
I finally got over my 'Jake' sadness and began a new phase in my life. He had inspired me in so many ways to improve myself. The financial help he gave me set me up well. I had a new part-time job, and I was using my GI benefits. I started taking night classes, and going to the gym 2 - 3 times a week, just to keep in shape. I don't think I will ever be Steve Reeves. I usually spend an hour or so mixing cardio with light weights. I had made some progress with my build. I was now pushing 130 at my 5'4' height, and I thought I was doing great. I actually measured myself and was surprisednthat I now had a 37 inch chest and a 29 inch waist. My arms were about 12 inches, and getting well defined.
One day I noticed a new guy at the gym. He was hard not to notice. While I was on the bike, getting my cardio in, he was pretty much right in my line of sight. He was using the tricep machine and he was very animated. I saw that he had the weights very heavy and he was doing about a dozen sets. In between, he got up, walked around and seemed to be talking to someone, but he was just encouraging himself.
The guy was very nice looking, with short (not buzzed) dark hair with a little 'salt' spread through it. He was handsome in a rugged way. I'm pretty sure he was Italian. There were a few tatoos (which I usually don't go for), but they seemed to be right for him. His build was muscular, and sharply defined. He was a very attractive 'daddy' type. I was thinking he was in his mid 40's, and he looked to me to be about 5' 10", and about 190. I was intrigued! He finished on the machine and went to the locker room.
After about 12 minutes on the bike I took a bathroom break. When I got to the locker room he was doing some poses in front of the mirror. I could'nt help but see him, but I tried not to look like I was staring at him. After I was done my business I walked back out through the locker room. He was still in front of the mirror doing his thing and saying things to himself like "that's a good pump Marco". He saw me and looked at me as I passed him. He gave me an odd smile. I went back out to the gym to finish my workout.
A few minutes later he came back out to the floor and went to the free weight area. I also went there, to start my workout. I usually start with a light weight bar bell and do about 3-4 sets. Again he was in my line of sight, and I could not help myself. He was doing more tricep excerizes with a dumbbell behind his head. It looked pretty heavy! I could see his arm bulging as he pushed out his sets. He still seemed to be talking to himself. He finally ended that and sat on a bench to rest. As he sat there, he turned and looked in my direction, and I tried to act like I didn't see him looking at me. I don't know why he turned to look at me, unless he noticed me watching him, and thought I was a stalker, which I was not. He looked away and then stared in to the mirror wall. He stood and flexed his tricep in that side pose I have seen in muscle mags. It was very well defined. Again he turned to me and this time he smiled. I don't know why.
When I was done with the barbell curl, I went to put it back on the rack, and he walked to the same rack. He came to it just as I was done putting my equipment back, and he walked very close to me. He picked up the 50 pounder and walked away toward the mirror. In the mean time I picked up the 15 pound dumbels to do more curls. We were about 10 feet apart now, both doing our thing. As I was doing my reps, he finished up his and put his barbell on the floor. He sat on a bench and watched me. When I finished, he came over and said that I was doing my curls wrong. He apologized for interupting. He told me he was a personal trainer, and he likes to see people do correct lifts. I said I didn't mind, and asked him what I was doing wrong. He showed me, and when I did what he said, it felt much better.
I thanked him for the advice and we introduced ourselves. I told him my name is Joe and he said his name was Marco. He said he just moved to the area 2 weeks ago, and was a new member in this gym. I've got to say that I was getting chills just talking with him. Besides being very handsome, and very well built, he had a very sexy voice. Then we continued our workouts. About 45 minutes later I was ready to call it a day. I went back to the locker room to change and to leave. Just as I was packing up, Marco came in. He saw me, and stopped to talk again. "I was watching you work out and I noticed a few errors you made. If you'd like, I can set you up with a routine that would fit you better. No charge for the consult." Well, as I said, he was VERY good looking and I wouldn't mind spending time with him showing me the ropes. I would even be willing to pay him. I said I would like that very much, and I did offer to pay him, but he said that if I liked what he did for me, I could continue on as a client. I agreed. We exchanged phone numbers and I said I would be in touch.
When I went home I was definitely interested in having Marco help me with my fitness routine. The next few times I went to the gym, I didn't see him, so I decided to give him a call. He answered and I explained who I was, and how we spoke at the gym the week before. He said he did remember me. "you're the short young man I met. Joe, right?" He said he would be very interested in putting together a routine for me, because he likes to see younger men working out correctly and building good physiques. I said we could meet at the gym, but he said it would be better if I came to his place for the first session. He said he had a very well-equipped home gym that we could use, if I didn't mind. I agreed to meet him and we set up a time for the next day. He gave me directions and it was settled.
Chapter one: first sighting
I finally got over my 'Jake' sadness and began a new phase in my life. He had inspired me in so many ways to improve myself. The financial help he gave me set me up well. I had a new part-time job, and I was using my GI benefits. I started taking night classes, and going to the gym 2 - 3 times a week, just to keep in shape. I don't think I will ever be Steve Reeves. I usually spend an hour or so mixing cardio with light weights. I had made some progress with my build. I was now pushing 130 at my 5'4' height, and I thought I was doing great. I actually measured myself and was surprisednthat I now had a 37 inch chest and a 29 inch waist. My arms were about 12 inches, and getting well defined.
One day I noticed a new guy at the gym. He was hard not to notice. While I was on the bike, getting my cardio in, he was pretty much right in my line of sight. He was using the tricep machine and he was very animated. I saw that he had the weights very heavy and he was doing about a dozen sets. In between, he got up, walked around and seemed to be talking to someone, but he was just encouraging himself.
The guy was very nice looking, with short (not buzzed) dark hair with a little 'salt' spread through it. He was handsome in a rugged way. I'm pretty sure he was Italian. There were a few tatoos (which I usually don't go for), but they seemed to be right for him. His build was muscular, and sharply defined. He was a very attractive 'daddy' type. I was thinking he was in his mid 40's, and he looked to me to be about 5' 10", and about 190. I was intrigued! He finished on the machine and went to the locker room.
After about 12 minutes on the bike I took a bathroom break. When I got to the locker room he was doing some poses in front of the mirror. I could'nt help but see him, but I tried not to look like I was staring at him. After I was done my business I walked back out through the locker room. He was still in front of the mirror doing his thing and saying things to himself like "that's a good pump Marco". He saw me and looked at me as I passed him. He gave me an odd smile. I went back out to the gym to finish my workout.
A few minutes later he came back out to the floor and went to the free weight area. I also went there, to start my workout. I usually start with a light weight bar bell and do about 3-4 sets. Again he was in my line of sight, and I could not help myself. He was doing more tricep excerizes with a dumbbell behind his head. It looked pretty heavy! I could see his arm bulging as he pushed out his sets. He still seemed to be talking to himself. He finally ended that and sat on a bench to rest. As he sat there, he turned and looked in my direction, and I tried to act like I didn't see him looking at me. I don't know why he turned to look at me, unless he noticed me watching him, and thought I was a stalker, which I was not. He looked away and then stared in to the mirror wall. He stood and flexed his tricep in that side pose I have seen in muscle mags. It was very well defined. Again he turned to me and this time he smiled. I don't know why.
When I was done with the barbell curl, I went to put it back on the rack, and he walked to the same rack. He came to it just as I was done putting my equipment back, and he walked very close to me. He picked up the 50 pounder and walked away toward the mirror. In the mean time I picked up the 15 pound dumbels to do more curls. We were about 10 feet apart now, both doing our thing. As I was doing my reps, he finished up his and put his barbell on the floor. He sat on a bench and watched me. When I finished, he came over and said that I was doing my curls wrong. He apologized for interupting. He told me he was a personal trainer, and he likes to see people do correct lifts. I said I didn't mind, and asked him what I was doing wrong. He showed me, and when I did what he said, it felt much better.
I thanked him for the advice and we introduced ourselves. I told him my name is Joe and he said his name was Marco. He said he just moved to the area 2 weeks ago, and was a new member in this gym. I've got to say that I was getting chills just talking with him. Besides being very handsome, and very well built, he had a very sexy voice. Then we continued our workouts. About 45 minutes later I was ready to call it a day. I went back to the locker room to change and to leave. Just as I was packing up, Marco came in. He saw me, and stopped to talk again. "I was watching you work out and I noticed a few errors you made. If you'd like, I can set you up with a routine that would fit you better. No charge for the consult." Well, as I said, he was VERY good looking and I wouldn't mind spending time with him showing me the ropes. I would even be willing to pay him. I said I would like that very much, and I did offer to pay him, but he said that if I liked what he did for me, I could continue on as a client. I agreed. We exchanged phone numbers and I said I would be in touch.
When I went home I was definitely interested in having Marco help me with my fitness routine. The next few times I went to the gym, I didn't see him, so I decided to give him a call. He answered and I explained who I was, and how we spoke at the gym the week before. He said he did remember me. "you're the short young man I met. Joe, right?" He said he would be very interested in putting together a routine for me, because he likes to see younger men working out correctly and building good physiques. I said we could meet at the gym, but he said it would be better if I came to his place for the first session. He said he had a very well-equipped home gym that we could use, if I didn't mind. I agreed to meet him and we set up a time for the next day. He gave me directions and it was settled.
Chapter 2: the client
It wasn't hard to find his place, about a mile from mine. He lived in a single ranch style house, with a double garage and driveway. I parked in the driveway, and went to the door. Marco was waiting at the door. He was wearing only shorts, no shirt or socks. He was really put together. I hadn't gotten to see all of that at the gym. The shorts he wore very short, and I could also see a definite VPL in his shorts. His thighs were massive. and could hardly be contained. They were very well defined, and so were his calves. All of this was covered with a nice layer of dark hair. It was difficult for me not to drool. His chest was covered in black fur also, with a bit of salt mixed in. It was not overly thick, but just the right amount. This covered a well defined upper body. When he spoke to me I had a bit of a studder when I replied. I thanked him for having me over to do this, and he said it was his pleasure. He gave me a really big smile, took my hand and patted me on the shoulder. "Come on in and make yourself at home".
He had me sit in a chair in his living room and he sat nearby on the sofa. Marco asked me some specific questions about myself, such as age, health, vital stats, marital status and also about what I would want to get from working with him. I was thinking to myself what I would like to get from him, but I just told him that I wanted to keep in shape without causing myself any injuries etc. I said I didn't think I could ever aspire to look as good as he did. Marco gave a little chuckle when I said that, and he told me it had taken him 35 years of hard work to build himself in to the shape he was in. I said he must have started very young. He told me he was 50, 27 years older than me. "You sure do look great, if I may say so", I said. "Did you ever compete?" He told me did, and that he wone Mr. Ohio in the 1950's. I could not believe he was more than 35, and I told him that. He chuckled, smiled, and thanked me for the compliment.
I said I always admired men who took good care of their bodies, and built big muscles, since I was never big myself. He thanked me again for the compliment, and said that I was in good shape too. "I just want to make a plan for you to do it right. Who knows, you might be in a contest yourself some day", he said. "Maybe I can be your inspiration". He must have read my mind. Images of Karl were coming back. Then he stood up and asked me to stand too. "Would you mind showing me what I have to work with by taking off some of your clothes?" he asked. I was only wearing shorts and a tee shirt, so I removed them and my shoes, so he could check me out. "You look like you've been doing some good work so far Joe", he said, "but I'm sure I can help improve your workouts and your physique". He came closer and examined me. "You've got good definition already, but I know I can help you out with any desires you have for improvement", he said. He kind of emphasized the word 'desires', I could tell. He moved to my back and put his hand on my shoulder, ran it down my back and then touched my ass and said "That butt's pretty firm there Joe, and muscular too". My whole body shivered when he did that! Marco came around to my front now and I am sure I was flushed and I had gotten hard in my jocky's. He did notice that, because he said "I hope I didn't embarrass you Joe. You seem to have gotten excited there." I then noticed that Marco also seemed to have 'grown' a bit in his tight shorts. "If you feel uncomfortable, please let me know, but I think we'll bo OK", he said.
He asked me to follow him into his home gym, so he could assess my needs. When we got to the room, I saw a lot of free weights and a bench. Marco told me to sit at the end of the bench. When I did, he sat on a stool near me and took one of my feet in his hands. " I am going to raise your leg Joe. Tell me to stop when it becomes uncomfortable. I want to check your flexibility". I let him do that and his hand felt SO good on me. When it reached the point of discomfort I told him. He than did the same with my other leg. He than told me to raise my legs. "Looks good Joe", he told me. My boner was still going strong, and I know he saw that. Then he took one of my hands and raised my arm. He did that with both arms. The chills continued! "You're very flexible Joe. That's fortunate. Many people aren't. He told me to raise both arms to the side and he proceeded to place his hand on my shoulders. He had definitely taken charge. More shudders on my part. Marco got behind me and then folded my arms back down to my side as he slid his hands down them to my waist. I could feel his breath on my neck! He came closer to me and his lips came to my ear and he said, "You are very flexible Joe. Now stand up and bend over to touch your toes". I did as he requested, and when I was in that position, he came up behind me, so close I could feel his erection on my ass! "Yes, Joe, I am sure I can be very helpful to you, if you want". Boy did I want!
"Now I want to see what we can do with your body. Lay on the bench with your head at the end under the rack. I'll put about 100 pounds on the bar and put it on the rack. I want to see how strong you are. I'll stand behind to help if you need me." I did as he said. Marco then took my hands and put them in the proper position on the barbell. His hands lingered a bit on mine. "Now take hold and do a few reps. I want to see your technique". I pushed out 2 sets of 10 reps, and I started to falter at 8 reps on the 3rd set. Marco took hold and helped me push out 2 more. I noticed, from where I was lying, that Marco's shorts had tented a lot, and I could see that he was packing! "I want to lower the weight Joe, to 80, and do it again in a few minutes. I think that will be better for now. I'll spot you again." So I repeated and I was able to do 3 complete sets of 12 reps. "Great! That's a 'good boy' Joe. Stay there and don't move. I want to show you something." So I laid there, and a minute later he came back, completely naked, with a fantastic, thick boner of at least 8 inches, surrounded by a beautiful mane of black hair. It stood at full attention, and there was definitely a bit of precum!
"Now Joe, I want you to do one more rep of 12 and I will give you a big reward". I was very excited now, obviously. "Yes sir", I said. I pushed out those 12 and then he lowered his balls to my face. "Here is your first reward Joe. I knew you'd like it. Go ahead and lick them." I sure did like it, and I sure did lick them, and carress them. "Now Joe, get up and sit on the bench. I am going to give you another reward." He came around to me and put his hard cock in my face and said, "Go ahead Joe, I KNOW you want it.' As I started to suck his dick, Marco began to flex his upper body. As I sucked I also looked up at his magnificent torso. "That's the way to serve a man Joe. You can see you're serving a real man, right? I'll let you serve me as much as you want, and I'll make it worth your while." I gave him my best and he was really liking my treatment. He put his hands behind my head, pulled me forward and started to thrust his cock in and out and he moaned wildly. "That's a real good boy Joe. Real good." After a few more minutes, 'POW', my mouth filled with a massive amount of cum. I couldn't even swallow it all, and some came spilling out. It felt like a gallon of juicy sweetness. "That was VERY good Joe. I know that I will definitely enjoy training you". He then bent over and kissed me on the lips and put his tongue in my mouth. He licked a little of his cum from my lips and face and said "Man juice! Is there anything better Joe?" Let's take a break now. I don't know how I had kept from exploding myself, but I did. My boner was still raging!
"You really enjoyed our lesson, didn't you? I think we'll have some good training sessions", Marco said, when we took our break. "Why don't you just relax a bit Joe. You seem very tense. Let me give you a nice massage. You earned it." Marco then had me lay on the bench and he removed my jockey's. "I see you really are enjoying our session Joe. I am going to help you with that boner you have there. It's pretty impressive." He then proceeded to massage my chest and shoulders. He ran his hands down to my waist and gently rubbed me just above my crotch. Then his hands went to my upper thighs, just below that area. He massaged my legs gently and I was in ecstacy. I don't know what kept me from cumming then except sheer will. I didn't want this to end. "Turn over now Joe, and I will massage your back and butt". I did as he said, anticipating even more pleasure. Marco then put his hands on my shoulders and massaged them, gently. He moved lower and continued his gentle, but firm, massage. He got to my buttocks and began to kneed them with his hands, He then slid a finger in to my hole and I shuddered. "You really seem to like that Joe. I had a feeling you would." I answered shakily "Yes, I sure do." He replied that perhaps in our next session, if I wanted to continue training with him, he could help out there too. I told him I definitly want to continue. "That's great Joe. Now turn over and let me help you with that boner you have.'
I turned over on my back. I don't know HOW I was still able to keep from exploding, but I was still hard! Marco then cupped my balls with his hand and leaned over and started to suck my dick. He was fantastic. It seemed like the greatest physical pleasure I ever had. He worked on me for about 10 minutes and at last I couldn't hold out any longer. I filled his mouth with my pent up sperm and he was swallowing it like a trooper. "Wow Joe. That was something else. I haven't had that much cum in my mouth in some time. It tasted REAL good too. Sit up and give me a big kiss". I did just that and I put my tongue in his mouth to tast my own juice, which he had saved a bit for me. I also licked it off of his chin. It did taste good.
I kissed him again with as much passion as I was able to. I wrapped my arms around his beautiful body and put my mouth on every bit I could. He flexed his biceps as I ran my tongue over them and kissed them. I ran my tongue down his chest to his perfect treasure trail. I saw his cock begin to stiffen again as my face neared it. "That's enough for tonight Joe. Let's get together for another session real soon. How about in 2 days? Here again at my place." This was great since I had no classes that evening, so I said absolutely. "We can work on some new excercises then. What do you say?" Of course I said I would be there.
Chapter 3: Next Session
I went back to Marco's 2 days later. My anticipation of seeing him again was a big distraction for me in class. When I arrived at his place he greeted me again at the door, dressed only in tight shorts. "Hey Joe. Welcome back. Ready for another session?" I told him I sure was. He gave me a big hug and a kiss on the cheek. Already I was starting to get hard. I wore the same type clothes as last time: shorts, Tee and my sneakers. "Come on in and relax a bit. A young buddy of mine is coming over soon. I think You will really like him. His name is Mike. He's my training partner. We both want to work with you, if you don't mind". This was unexpected, but I figured I might like him too! I took a seat on the sofa and Marco sat next to me, pretty close.
"How did you like our last training session Joe? Do you think you got anything from it? I'm hoping to get you in real good shape. You have a LOT of potential. You're a very good student." I said that I enjoyed it very much and I was looking forward to learning more. "My buddy Mike is a bit younger than me. He is 29, but he is also a world class bodybuilder. He won Mr. New Jersey a couple of years ago. If you read the muscle mags you might have seen him. Mike is also a bit taller than I am." I definiely did 'read' muscle mags and I was beginning to salivate. I wondered if Mike's training methods were like Marco's. Just thinking of this made my cock grow a hard.
Marco asked me if I would like a refreshment, and I asked for some water. My throat was getting dry! When he came back with the glass, we had a small chat about our last session. He actually only mentioned the lifting that I did, and whether I had a chance to do any workout since. I told him that I didn't have the opportunity, due to my classes. He said we would go over that 'lesson' again tonight and that tonight's lesson might last longer, if I am able to stay. My schedule is free, I told him.
15 minutes after I arrived Mike came to the door. When Marco let him in they kissed full on the mouth, and gently grabbed each other's crotch! I didn't get to see much of Mike yet. After they separated, Mike came all the way in to the room. O M G! He was absolutely magnificent!. He was taller, about 6'1. He was wearing tight white shorts, a pale blue tank top and flip flops. He was carrying a gym bag too. Mike had blondish/reddish hair that was cut short but not buzz cut. His face was what might be called Nordic: square jaw, blue eyes and a bit of stuble. You could tell he was a real bodybuilder who was still in competition shape, When Marco introduced me to him he came over and put out his large hand to shake. When he took my hand, he pulled me in to a hug and said, "Marco told me that you're a real good student and eager to learn. I am looking forward to working with you too. I think I can teach you a few things." His voice was deep and sexy also. Well that hard on of mine just couldn't get any bigger!
Now, about Mike's body, I am not sure my description can do it justice. As I said, he was about 6'1. His definition at the time was competition-ready except for maybe a few days to get more 'cut'. He had a great smile also, did I mention, and pearly white teeth. I think men with white teeth are so sexy. Even his feet were sexy!
After a few minutes, Marco said we should all go into the gym to start our session. When we got into the room, Mike said, "Joe, would you mind stripping down to your undershorts so I can get an idea of what your body looks like. I know that Marco had you do that the other night, but I need to see it too." I gladly stripped, but there was no way to hide my boner. Mike noticed it and said, "It looks like you are a little excited tonight, Joe". Boy, was I ever.
When I was down to my skivvies, Mike came closer and looked me over and said, "I think we have someone to work with here, Marco. Joe has great potential." Then Mike asked me if I knew how to flex my muscles like a bodybuilder. I told him I did, but sure not as well as him. "Let's see you do some poses for me, Joe. I will guide you. That will give me a better idea of where we need to work." And so I did the double Bi as well as I could. Mike and Marco then both put their hands on my biceps. That really got me stirring! "Not bad, Joe, for an amateur. Now do some more poses, the best you can." Then I did a lat spread (or what I thought was a lat spread). I tried to tighten my midsection to show abs, but to no avail. Finally, I flexed my thigh and showed that muscle. "Pretty good, Joe. Hold that quad like that." Then he and Marco came over and put their hands on my thighs, one at a time. At this point, my cock had grown above the waistband of my shorts! They said nothing and told me to relax. "Would you please bend over and touch your toes, Joe?" Mike said. When I did, he put his hands on my buttocks and just gently carressed them, and told Marco, "We have a real good candidate here". Once again, I do not know how I was able to contain myself.
"Joe, you show some real potential for growth. I'm going to work with Marco to make you into a real specimen, if you want," I studdered that I was willing to do anything they wanted that would improve my physique. "First, I'm going to show you close up, how to pose. I think you'll enjoy this lesson a lot. Marco said that you appreciate a real muscle man. He is definitely one, but I have to say that I might be just a bit more so, isn't that right Marco?" At that, Marco came over to Mike and wrapped his arms around him, and said "You sure are to me babe."
Mike then removed his tank top and flip-flops. The first thing he did was a double bi. He told me to come closer and feel them, and of course I did. I nearly stumbled walking over to him. "Joe, these are 20-inch guns! Have you ever seen any man's arms this big close up?" I told him I had never, as I caressed each one of them. "You may kiss them, Joe, if you want. I like that." My mouth went right to them, and I kissed and licked them from elbow to shoulder. I kissed his forearms too, which were perfect. They had a nice covering of the same reddish blond hair. I then went under his armpits and sniffed them. "You like that, Joe. They still have sweat from the gym, and they're really hairy too. Do you like that, Joe? Do you like to lick a man's sweat?" I did, and I was in heaven! "That's enough of the biceps pose. I need to rest them. Now I'll do a lat spread so that you can see my full upper body in all of its glory. It is not quite what I do on stage, but you'll get the idea." When he did that, he told me to come closer and put my arms around his chest. I did that facing him. "What do you think of that 48-inch chest, Joe? It is something else, isn't it?" As I did this, my face was nuzzled against his pecs. His chest had some nice soft 'fur' too. He pulled me tight against him. "That feels real good, doesn't it, Joe?" I mumbled that it was ecstasy. Marco was sitting on the bench watching us closely.
"We are nearly done with the posing lessons now, Joe. I want to show you a sample of my leg poses. Do you want to learn that too?" "Absolutely", I said. Mike then did that thing where he shook his leg and all of a sudden the beautiful quad 'cut' appeared. "These thighs are 27 inches, Joe. And my calves are 17. What do you think?" I was stumped for words, but I said they were beautiful! "Yes, I guess you could call them that. Now get down on your knees and caress these beautiful, muscular legs, Joe. Place your hands around them, feel those muscles as I flex them hard for you. Put your hands on those calves, too. Never neglect the calves, Joe." I did as he said, and it was just amazing. I had, years ago in the army, been with a young bodybuilder named Carl, and he was great. Mike was on a whole other level, and he was more verbally dominant, too.
"Now, Joe, I want you to remove my shorts and see my other muscles. I don't need to flex them." This must be heaven, I thought, and Mike is a god. I pulled his tight shorts down slowly, exposing a massive cock that was semi-hard now (unlike mine, which had gone soft. How could that be?) When I had removed Mike's shorts, he pulled me up to stand in front of him and kissed me on the lips. I nearly melted. "You're a very good boy , Joe. That was just a small reward. Just one more thing, please. Would you get down on your knees and kiss and caress my ass?" Oh, would I. He turned around and showed me what must be one of the top ten muscle asses in the world. It was not yet striated for competition. It was big, round, and hard. I certainly enjoyed that and took my time with it. I also tested Mike out by putting my hand between his muscular thighs and gently touching his scrotum, running my finger, gently, up his butt crack. "Hey Joe, what's with that? I didn't permit you to do that. You're gonna give me an erection and I don't want that now." Boy, was I deflated. I hoped I had not ruined things. "I am very sorry, Mike. I couldn't help myself. You are just so fantastic.", I said. "Don't worry, Joe. After our lesson, we can have some fun, but now we have work to do." Mike then put his shorts back on. So sad!
Marco & Mike then had me lie on the bench and we repeated the bench press lesson from the other night. This time, there was no distraction, only pure effort on my part. After I did 3 sets of 12 with 80 pounds, they had me stand up. Mike put a towel on my shoulders, and then he put the barbell there too. "Now we want to see how you do with a barbell squat, Joe. You do know that exercise, don't you?" I told them I had done this before. They watched and critiqued my technique. "That's pretty good, Joe, but not as good as it can be", said Mike. "Let me show you a better way." He then loaded another 100 pounds on the bar and proceeded to squat with that weight. "This is a lot lighter than I would normally use, but I want to show you correct technique." He then proceeded to push out 3 sets of 12 reps with that 180+ weight. I could see the difference from the way I did it. "Now you try it, Joe." They removed the extra weight, and I performed it the way they showed me. I could feel a difference. "Thanks, guys. That was much better. I could tell already", I said. They showed me a few more exercises before we took a break. My erection had totally disappeared by now!
Chapter 4: the three-some!
We all went to the living room and Marco asked if anyone wanted a drink. He offered beer, which I chose, as did Mike. He brought out 3 bottles, and we sat and talked a bit. It was strange how we talked, and never mentioned the obvious. I was hoping we would get back to the 'other' lessons tonight. After our beers, Marco said we should all go into the bedroom! "This is good", I thought to myself. When we went into the room, Marco and Mike both removed their shorts. Marco said to me, "Joe, in case you're confused, Mike and I are a couple, and we are going to make love now. We want you to watch us. Would you like that? I think you would. You might learn something too, and maybe we will let you join in." Now I was getting very excited!
First, the two muscle-men hugged and kissed each other, with a lot of passion! Then they grabbed each other's cocks, and stroked them. It was not long after that they were both hard. (Here I was watching an actual gay porn movie, LIVE!) Then they started worshipping each other's bodies, just like I did with Mike earlier. "Hey Joe, do you want to come over and join in? We'd like that a lot." I got off the chair I was in, removed my last item of clothing, and went over to them. "You can touch both of us, wherever you want. Knock yourself out!", Mike said. I was like a kid in a candy store with a $100 bill. Where to begin. They were kind of wrapped up together so I got on my knees and explored them from below, putting my hands in all the best places. I could tell they were both enjoying me as much as they were enjoying each other. From where I was positioned I could see their cocks rub against each other. SO SEXY!
"Let's get on the bed now, and Joe can join us" Marco said. It was a king size bed so there was room for the 3 of us. They laid down on their backs and told me to lie between them. (Oh heaven again.) When I did they both put their hands on me, and moved them over my body. "Joe, you are a fine looking young man. We would really like to fuck you. Are you ok with that?", asked Mike. "Have you ever been?", asked Marco. I was having trouble getting the words out, but I said I had been. "Have you ever been fucked by a man who looked like us?", they asked? I said, no, not really. Were they BOTH planning to fuck me tonight? I wasn't sure how I could handle that, but I wanted to try. I REALLY DID!
"Who do you want first, Joe?", Mike asked. I said it was hard to choose, so I let them decide. Marco was first. He told me to lie there and he started to caress me and kiss me all over. He then got between my legs and sucked my dick for a while. "Roll over now Joe, and get on your knees. I've been lusting for your pink hole since I first saw it the other night. I'm planning to give you a real good time." When I got on my knees, Marco squeezed my buttocks, and smacked them gently. "Joe, you have some primo man pussy there. Spread your cheeks". He asked Mike to come over and take a look at my hole. "What do you think Mike? Primo, no?" Mike said " I can't wait to get my cock in your nice, tight hole, Joe". Marco then then put his face at my ass and used his tongue. Oh , it felt so good. Then he put a finger in, spreading it, then two. Finally, he told me I was ready for him. He asked me again if I was ok with this, and I told him I was. Then I could feel him up close, covering me with his muscular body. His cock started to enter me from behind, and he grabbed me around my chest and pulled me closer. I could feel his chest hair on my back. He felt so warm! Marco thrusted slowly, and he was very verbal. "Do you like my big cock inside of you Joe? It feels really good to me. You're a good boy Joe. A real good boy." He kept up and started to pound me harder. I could feel his big balls slapping my ass. He grabbed my head and turned it so he could kiss me. Man did I love that. His moans were so good and he kept saying what a good boy I was. "Do you want my juice inside of you Joe?", he asked breathlessly. "Yes", I nearly shouted. "Then I'll breed you Joe. You'll feel my warm man juice inside of you." His thrusts increased in intensity. He almost shouted out, "I'm cuming Joe. Almost there. I'm CUMING!" and then I felt it flow inside. He collapsed on me and kissed my neck. Then he got off and asked me to spread my cheaks. When I did, his cum spurted out and he took his hand and grabbed some. He then tasted it and told me it was good. I rolled over and he lowered his body and face and kissed me again on the lips. Then he took some of his cum and put it near my mouth. "Do you want to taste it Joe?" I did, and it was good.
Mike watched all of this and when It was his turn, he said to me, "Joe, Marco is great, but you'll REALLY enjoy MY 'muscle' inside of you." They seemed to be competeing. He asked me to stand up and when I did he put his hands on my butt and shook it like a bowl of jello. "MMMM, Joe. You are SO fine. My big cock is going to love fucking you." Mike proceeded to put his hands ALL over me, in every place. He stood behind me, carressed me, and I could feel his cock stiffen. He stayed behind me and pulled me real close. Mike whispered in my ear and asked, "Joe, are you ready for a load of more cum inside? I'm really going to let loose in you." I told him I definitely wanted him in me. He asked me how I wanted to be fucked, and I told, him face to face. "I like to see my man's face when he explodes in me. I want to hold him tight and kiss him." Mike told me I could have it my way. He liked it that way too.
I laid back on the bed and spread my legs for him. Mike came down on me and sucked me for a while. Then he put some of his spit on his dick. He fingered my hole like Marco had, but it wasn't needed now. "Are you ready for me Joe? I'm gonna give you a great ride." I pulled him to me, kissed him and said "ride me cowboy. Ride me hard". Mike then lifted my butt and legs and started to put his dick in me. It was different than Marco's technique had been. It seemed more sensual and loving, if I can say that. His cock entered me slowly. Before he got started, he did a double bi for me and said "Here comes your an Joe". His thrusts were slow and measured. He kept saying how much he was enjoying my body. He kissed me, and thrust a bit after each kiss. Eventually we got a rythm going. "Joey, you're a great lover. I am going to give you so much pleasure." I said, "Yes Mike. Give me all you got!" His thrusts increased in intensity. He didn't say much, except I could tell from the low sounds he made, that he was really in to it! "Oh Joey. Oh Joey. Take my cum." he said. And he pulled my face to his and kissed me on the neck and lips. Finally, Mike just let lose, holding me as close as he could! He made a few more intense thrusts, and then relaxed on top of me.
We stayed connected for a few more minutes until Mike pulled out. His entire body was red. He asked me if I would roll over and let me see his cum in my ass hole. When I did it came out. A LOT came out, and Mike scooped up some, put it in his mouth, turned me over again, and kissed me with his cum in his mouth. "What do you think of mine Joe?" I told him HE was delicious! I put my arms around his neck and kissed him again and again.
Mike and Marco both stood up now. I was still on the bed. "Joe, you haven't cum yet. We have to take care of that for you. What would you like? Do you wanna fuck one of us? Or do you want us to give you a blow job? Tell us what your pleasure is." I told them I wanted them both to pose like they would in a contest, and I wanted them to explore each others muscles while I watched. After that I asked them to both lie on the bed with me in between, and kiss and explore ME. They did all I asked, and while they were putting their hands all over me, I just exploded, hands free. I think my jizz nearly hit the ceiling!
We all stayed on the bed and relaxed a while. Eventually, we got up and went to the shower to clean up. It was a big stall, so we were all able to fit. Mike & Marco lathered me up, and each other. I helped with that pleasurable task too. When we were done we stayed naked and had another beer in the living room. "Joe, you were fantastic. Both of us think you're a 'good boy'. We really enjoyed your body and your booty. We want to keep this up, if you want. I told them I was up for it, and how much I adored their bodies, and wanted to keep exploring them both. "I've always had a thing for muscles, and you guys have them in spades. It's like heaven to be with you both. Next time I want to watch you two fuck." They agreed enthusiastically, and we set up to meet again at Marco's the next week for more 'coaching'. After about an hour I left them alone and went home. I thought to myself how different tonight had been from other experiences I had in the past. They were all with men I had strong feelings for. This thing I had with Mike & Marco was pure pleasure. No heart-strings attached. Just good old fashioned sex.
I kept visiting with Marco and Mike for the next year, but at the end of the year Marco said he was moving on, down to sunny FLA, and Mike was going too. I was sad to lose my sex partners, but I wished them all the best.
I kept visiting with Marco and Mike for the next year, but at the end of the year Marco said he was moving on, down to sunny FLA, and Mike was going too. I was sad to lose my sex partners, but I wished them all the best.
