Tuesday 30 October 2018

MUSCLE FICTION STORY: AJ & NOAH (PART 9)

"His face transformed into the most outrageously cocky grimace. “HSSSSS!!” AJ cranked down into an abs and thighs pose. His gorgeous, block-like tummy muscles crunched and exploded underneath my hand. I was feeling and touching the hard, flexed abs of a real life bodybuilder."

In part 9 of "AJ & Noah", the lads go on a first date and some of Noah's muscle worship fantasies come true when AJ treats him to a bit of posing (shiny, lime green posing trunks included)!

As it's been a little while since I posted it, here's the brilliant illustration of AJ my friend "Reeddune" did for me. Here's his Instagram if anyone fancies checking out more of his awesome work!


Twenty Four

“So I’m thinking of quitting both of my jobs and taking up a new one!”

I was lying on my bed and dreamily grinning into my phone screen as AJ messaged me during his break from a Tesco shift.

“Hehe! Oh yeah?” I messaged back, playing along.

Three dots appeared.

“Yep! It’s quite an unusual job though!”

“I’m listening!” I typed. I had no idea what AJ was going to say next, but I was fairly certain it was going to be something awesome, cute and funny. I wasn’t wrong.

“Get this. A full time Noah Cook Snuggler Upper!”

Heart melting. Body bursting. Could AJ be any fucking cuter or more adorable? I sent through a series of emojis. The shocked face, the monkey holding his mouth and the blushing face with eyes wide open emoji.

“Hmmm. I think I’ve heard about that position! Apparently there are a few requirements for the role!” I typed.

“Yeah??” AJ messaged back.

“Yep! Apparently you can only apply if you’re a VERY cute bodybuilder with massive tits, huge guns, gorgeous abs and a habit for flexing while cheekily sticking your tongue out!”

AJ sent through three of the AJ emoji’s.

“Noah! I’m actually kind of blushing here! But I erm…think I might qualify?” And he adorably followed it up with the blushing face emoji.

“Oh, you definitely do!”

Three dots.

“So my abs are gorgeous?”

“Haha! Yep. I love your abs!”

“GRRRRRR!! Will have to crunch ‘em for ya!”

“Ummm…FUCK YEAH!!” I replied, excitement surging through me and my cock instantly swelling.

“I’ve actually been thinking about posing for you quite a lot!” AJ then messaged.

FUCKING HELL!!

I sent through three shocked face emojis.

“Hehe! I actually kind of can’t wait!!” AJ messaged.

“Erm … excuse me while I just spontaneously combust with excitement. HELL YEAH!!” I replied.

“I keep thinking about how you reacted when you were feeling my flexed bicep. Your face. How turned on you were. What it did to you. How you had to shoot your load right there and then. It was the HORNIEST fucking thing! And I LOVED that my muscles had that effect on you!”

Fuck, fuck, fucking fuck FUUUUCK!!

I couldn‘t believe what I was actually reading on my screen. “It was HANDS DOWN one of the hottest fucking experiences of my life!!” I replied, feeling a rush at how open and honest I was being.

“Just wait ‘till I pose for you!” AJ messaged.

ARGGHHHH!!

My head felt like it was going to fucking explode. I suddenly had the urge to make a further confession.

“There’s actually something else about bodybuilders that really does it for me!” I messaged, my pulse quickening.

“Tell me!” AJ ordered.

“Well I kind of have a bit of a thing for posing trunks!” I bravely typed, followed by the blushing face emoji.

As three dots appeared on my phone, a series of imaginary replies from AJ quickly flashed into my mind. “That’s weird!” “You’re a freak.” “I don’t wanna see you anymore.”

And then his actual message came through.

“OMG!! Haha!! REALLY??”

“Yep!” I replied, with the blushing face emoji again.

“Hmmm. You know what?! I’ve always thought posers were kinda sexy!”

FUCK! My heart leapt as I read those words.

“Really??” I replied. A part of me couldn’t help wondering whether AJ was just humouring me. But another, much bigger part told me that he was being completely genuine.

“Yeah! There’s definitely something hot about them. I totally get it!” AJ typed.

“They’re hot as FUCK!!” I typed, followed by the AJ emoji. “They’ve got to be the shiny ones though!” I added.

“Of course! That goes without saying!” AJ typed. “So, erm … do my lime green ones do it for you?”

It was such a ridiculous fucking question that I couldn’t suppress a giggle as I looked at the message.

“Ummm…HELL YES!! They’re so hot it borders on insane!”

Three of the AJ emojis came through. “Well now I know what I’ll be wearing when I pose for you. Although I was kinda planning on wearing them anyway!”

Fucking. Fucking. FUUUUUCK!!

My cock was juddering and I reached down and gave it a squeeze through my jeans at the thought of AJ posing for me in his shiny, lime green trunks, which, incredibly, he was teasing he was going to do, presumably fairly soon. Holy fucking HELL!

And then a text came through which suddenly pulled me out of my thoughts and made me quickly release my hand from my throbbing hard on.

“Oi! You didn’t reply to my text!”

It was Naomi. She was referring to the message she’d sent me the day before when she’d asked if everything was okay between AJ and I. I guess I’d found it easier to just ignore her after AJ had asked me not to tell her what had happened between us.

“Sorry! I was with AJ!” I text.

“Ooooh!! What’s going on? Did you talk about his Facebook messages?”

Shit! Fuck, bugger, shit!

I usually told Naomi everything. How was I supposed to lie to her? But AJ had asked me to not to say anything. So that was exactly what I was going to do.

“He said it was all a bit of a blur.”

It wasn’t a lie. AJ had said that. About ten minutes before we were wrapped around each other on his bed naked.

“Oh! Are you OK with that?” she text back.

I paused. “I’m happy with how things are.” Also not a lie!

“Hmmmm. Well I still think something’s gonna happen between you two!”

And I smiled. If only she knew the truth.

“Off gallivanting again?” my mum asked me the day after as I was filling up my water bottle in the kitchen with my backpack slung over my shoulder. I was waiting for AJ to pick me up in his car to take me to Scorpio’s. It would be our first trip since we’d confessed our feelings towards each other and slept together. An excitement was pulsing through my body, because I was about to see my cute, gorgeous AJ again for the first time in two days.

“Ummm … if you mean am I going out, then yes! To the gym, if you must know!” I informed her.

“Hmmmm!” my mum said, eyeing up my backpack with one eyebrow raised. “I hope you’re not taking this gym thing too far!”

I screwed up my face. “How would I do THAT?!”

“Well I wouldn’t like to see you getting too buff! You look fine as you are!” she replied. I smirked and rolled my eyes.

And then she said something which made my whole body jolt while I prayed for the ground to swallow me up whole.

“There’s a boy who works at Tesco’s …”

Oh God.

“He’s only about your age. A lovely lad …”

Ohgodohgodohgod.

“He’s really friendly. Always saying hello …”

She’s talking about AJ! She’s fucking talking about AJ!!

“And he’s got such a nice face! But, ooooh, Noah. He’s soooo muscly!”

Oh my FUCKING GOD.

“You should see him! His arms are out here!” And then she bought her arms and elbows up so they were sticking out either side of her in imitation of a big, built bodybuilder and I wanted to fucking DIE.

“Please don’t get that big, Noah! You wouldn’t want to look like that, would you?”

I rolled my eyes and quickly shuffled out of the room, hoping she hadn’t noticed that my face had gone bright red, while all the time repeating the same thing over and over in my head; That did not just happen. That did NOT just fucking happen!

I was more nervous than ever when I spotted AJ’s car pulling up at the top of the drive. I quickly and quietly sneaked out. Why couldn’t he have parked down the road like I’d asked him to? I honestly think part of him wanted to make me squirm. But also I think maybe it was a little bit of a payback thing. I had a theory that he was secretly a little offended by the fact I wouldn’t let my mum see him. Maybe he feared I was partly worried about what she’d think of the fact he was now a bodybuilder? Embarrassed, even? Maybe in a small way he’d actually been right?

“Oh my GOD!” I groaned as I jumped in the passenger seat and put my face in my hands.

“What‘s up?!” AJ asked me, giggling.

I shook my head and gave him a little smirk. FUCK! He looked as huge and gorgeous as ever in his tight, blue Tesco’s polo shirt. GRRRR!! I was so fucking happy to see him.

“You won’t believe what my mum just said to me! Drive NOW and I’ll tell you!” I said.

AJ was grinning and looking at me curiously. He twisted his head and peered at my house through the car window.

“Is she looking?!”

GAAAHH!!

He turned back to face me. “It’s just … I really wanna kiss you!”

FUCK! I melted. God, I wanted it too. He put his hand on my leg and I instantly started to swell. Then he leaned towards me. Worried about the possibility of my mother peeping through the window, but also feeling a surprising rush at the propsect of being caught, my whole body tingled as my lips met AJ’s and we kissed.

“Fuck!” I whispered, as our lips parted, and I anxiously looked to my house for any sign of my mum with her hands to the side her eyes, pressed up to the window.

As AJ started up the car, he cheekily shook his head. “This is gonna be TORTURE!” he said.

I giddily grinned. “What?!” I asked.

“You KNOW what!” he said. Then he looked me up and down and bit his lip. It was so fucking sexy.

I did know what, of course. Being at Scorpio’s, being in public, even just being in a car and not being able to kiss each other, touch each other and do all of the things we’d been doing the past week in his bedroom. If it was going to be torturous for AJ, it was going to an absolute killer for me.

I told AJ what my mum had said about him before I’d left, emphasising the fact she’d called him lovely, really friendly and that he had a nice face. All of it amused and flattered him.

“I can’t believe she doesn’t recognise me!” AJ exclaimed.

“I can!”

“I’m sure she’d come round once she got used to me being a monster!” he said, with a cheeky grin.

“Well she loved you when we were kids,” I reassured him.

“Awww! Did she?” he said, with a coy smile.

“Of course! And my sister. You were cute, cheeky, little AJ. And now you’re cute, cheeky, HUGE AJ. With twenty inch biceps! And arms out here!” I said, imitating the way my mum had stuck her arms out.

AJ laughed. “Oh, my mum mentioned you too, by the way! She was like, Awwww, I’m so glad you’re friends with Noah again!

“Awwww!” I said, feeling fuzzy inside. “I love your mum!”

“Oh, she did question why you went bright red when Andy walked in, though!”

I laughed and shook my head. “FUCK OFF!”

I was half expecting AJ to kiss me again in the car park outside Scorpio’s, so I couldn’t help feeling a stab of disappointment when he didn’t. Maybe he felt it was too risky, and that someone would see us?

Being with AJ at Scorpio’s definitely felt different now that things between us were no longer just platonic. It had felt a lot more fun too. He’d given me a couple of cheeky, knowing grins when he’d been getting undressed in the changing rooms. And he’d teased me about the pictures of the shredded freaks on the walls of the gym; asking me if I thought various bodybuilders were hot, and whether I’d like to see certain guys flexing in their posing trunks.

And as AJ had predicted, it was fucking torturous. Being with him as he pumped up in his vest. Not being able to kiss him, wrap my arms around his huge mass, nuzzle into his thick, bull neck or cheekily squeeze his flexed bicep again. But all the time there was this incredible excitement, because I knew that there was a very good chance I would get to do all, or at least some, of those things when we’d go back to his afterwards.

“Is your mum and Andy home?” I asked on the car journey back, my stomach twisting as I waited for the answer.

“Why?! Wanna perv on Andy again?” he said. I grinned and rolled my eyes.

“Erm … I think they’re home.” he added, casually. A little too casually, I thought. My heart dropped a little. Was the prospect of being home alone not an exciting one for AJ like it very much was for me? And just when was I going to get the noisy posing (FUCKING HELL!) he’d teased me about? Maybe it would be better if it was a spontaneous thing?

But none of that doubt could take away the giddiness I was, and had been, feeling all evening. Because I was with AJ. And I would still get to kiss him and touch him and maybe even squeeze his flexed bicep. It would probably just be a little more restrained than if we were at his house alone.

The first thing I noticed when AJ’s house was in sight was that Andy’s motorbike was parked on the drive. But then I noticed something else.

“Your mum’s car isn’t here?” I questioned, as we pulled into the drive.

“Nope!” AJ replied. And then he looked at me with this devilish grin. “They’re not gonna be home ‘till late!”

FUCK!

“Oh, and look at that …” he continued, looking down at his body. “I’m all pumped up!”

FUUUUUCKKK!!

My cock instantly swelled and I felt like I was going to explode with excitement.

AJ gave a playful sigh and shook his head. “If only I had a cute, horny guy with a massive thing for bodybuilders to pose for!”

Twenty Five

I groaned into AJ’s mouth as his tongue danced with mine and my hand slipped down and gripped on to one of his huge upper arms. Fuck! I was pinned up against his bedroom door. We’d barely been able to keep our hands off each other since we’d entered his house.

“FUCK!” I cried as AJ cheekily flexed his arm and the freakish ball of marble-like bicep muscle exploded under my fingertips. Freshly pumped from the gym, it felt even bigger and harder than the last time. I probably could have exploded in my undies right there and then.

If AJ hadn’t already confessed how much he loved the effect his flexed muscle had on me, I would known in that moment, anyway, by the smug, excitable look on his face. AJ was clearly getting a huge kick out of how much feeling his flexed bicep wowed and turned on me.

“Go to the bathroom for two minutes!” he ordered, with a devilish grin.

I gave him a confused but excited grin. “Whyyyy?” I asked suspiciously.

“Just do it!!” he cheekily demanded.

I kissed him and obeyed his order, highly suspecting that I was going to walk back into the room to find AJ in nothing but his shiny lime green posing trunks (FUCK). I was a little gutted when I returned to find him still wearing his trackies and a vest.

I looked around the room and narrowed my eyes. “What was all that about?”

He playfully shrugged, wrapped his arms around my back, pushed his huge, pumped, muscle tits into my regular sized chest and kissed me passionately. How could one man turn me on, arouse me and excite me to such a degree that AJ did? Whenever I touched him. Whenever I kissed him. I felt like I was constantly on the verge of exploding with ecstasy.

We’d soon switched places, and it was AJ who was up against the door. His vest had come off, most of my own clothes had been removed, and I was bending down so I was faced with his huge, hard dick, sticking out and bulging through his gym trackies. Fuck!

I wanted to worship that dick with my tongue. I wanted to make him blow. Harder, faster and more intensely than he’d ever done before. I wanted to make his toe curls. His eyes roll back. His whole body quiver and burst as he exploded in my mouth.

I grabbed the waistband of his trackies and gently pulled them down. Instead of being faced with the material of whatever colour boxer shorts AJ had been wearing that day, I was faced with something which made my heart skip a beat; the bright and inexplicably shiny material of AJ Jones’ lime green posing trunks. FUCKING HELL!!

I looked up at AJ, wide eyed and excited. His gorgeous, bumpy ab blocks, huge, hanging tits and a smug but oh-so-gorgeous grin staring down at me. As I’d suspected, AJ had banished me to the bathroom so he could take off his underwear and put his posers on. Hiding them under his clothes to surprise me was something I definitely hadn’t predicted him to do.

The trunks were so much shinier than I anticipated they would be. Without a doubt, they were the horniest clothing garment I’d ever come into contact with. Much hotter than the leather jeans Andy had been squeezing his big, meaty arse into.

I squeezed AJ’s hard on, which was tenting the obscenely shiny posing trunk material and he groaned. I gently took it out of it’s lime green poser wrapper and there it was; the most gorgeous cock I’d ever seen, juddering and sticking out from the ridiculously muscular body of the most beautiful boy I’d ever been with.

AJ gave the hottest little groan and sank his fingers into my hair as I put the head of his thick, hard cock in my mouth. As I danced my wet tongue around the rim, I looked up to see AJ in some sort of state of euphoria. It was the sexiest image. Seeing a bodybuilder in posing trunks, freshly pumped from the gym in a state of arousal because of me. I wanted to spend the whole night worshipping AJ and his cock. To make him cum over and over again.

I felt him pull back and I looked up to see him still aroused and in a state of bliss, but gently shaking his head as he giddily smirked at me. I knew what it meant; that he was dangerously close to cumming but didn’t want to do so just yet.

“Sit on the edge of the bed!” AJ gently ordered. I obeyed, and he followed me. Kneeling down on the floor, he helped me get my trackies and boxers off and began to suck and play with my fully erect cock as I ruffled his hair. I could tell by AJ’s face that he really loved sucking me off. He always made these hot groaning noises too as he did. It was like he couldn’t get enough of it. It was so obscenely fucking sexy.

“GRRRRR!” he growled, giving my hard, wet cock a firm squeeze. While I was still perched on the edge of his bed naked, AJ stood up, his expression an insanely hot mixture of determination and arousal. He then adjusted his trunks so that his cock was nestled back in the shiny, lime green pouch of his posers.

Oh God, I thought. This is it. He’s gonna fucking do it! He’s actually gonna pose for me!

And then he did. The very thing he’d been teasing me about the last few days since I’d confessed how much bodybuilders turned me on. AJ, the posing trunk wearing bodybuilder who I’d not long been kissing, lifted both of his arms up either side of his head and, twisting his gaze from side to side to get a good look at both of his arms, cranked down into a front double bicep.

He released an obscenely hot grunt as he did so and his face suddenly contorted into an arrogant and obscenely hot grimace. It was the horniest and most surreal image. A proper bodybuilder flexing just for me! FUUUUCKKK!!

AJ looked from his flexed biceps to me, his mouth curling into this sexy, smug little smirk, as I watched on in sheer awe and excitement.

He relaxed from the pose, a cheeky, excitable grin on his face. AJ was clearly loving putting on a show for me and showing off his muscle. He then curled his fingers around both of the straps of his shiny green posing trunks, and with his lips pursed, he blasted out a front lat spread pose.

“OOOOH!” he outrageously grunted as the lime green straps hoisted up and AJ’s tits jumped and twitched.

“FUCK!” I exclaimed, in response. I couldn’t help it. A cocky grin emerged on AJ’s face as he continued to hold the pose and look down at me. He then made the most outrageously cocky move; he cheekily exclaimed, “YEAH!” and animatedly nodded his head. He looked like a man possessed as he played the part of a cocky, flexing bodybuilder.

As he twisted to one side and transitioned into a side chest pose, AJ let out the hottest and most inexplicably hot grunt. “EURGH!!”

Fuck! I couldn’t hold back any longer. Watching AJ pose in front of me while displaying the cockiest and most animated attitude was such an insane turn on, that I reached for my throbbing hard on and began to wank off.

AJ’s eyes widened in surprise and excitement as I did so. “Fuck!” he ushered, at what was suddenly unfolding.

AJ spun around and cranked his arms down into a back double bicep with a loud grizzly, grunt, which sounded a bit like, “HRRYEEAHH!” Fucking HELL! I loved how much he was getting into it. It made the whole thing just so much hotter.

My eyes were transfixed on one thing only; the big, round gorgeous cheeks which made up AJ’s obscenely beefy arse, spilling out of the shiny, lime green material of his posers. I wanted to do so many things to that insanely hot arse. If AJ would let me.

“OOOOOH!” AJ exclaimed as he opened up his back in a back lat spread pose, making it look wider than it ever had.

He spun back around to face me, still wearing that excitable and cheeky grin. AJ then stepped closer to me, reached for my left free hand and, with an excited smirk, placed it flat over his stomach. His skin was soft and slightly sticky. I could feel the bumps of muscle underneath, and the ridges which separated them. He then threw both of his arms behind the back of his head and I knew exactly what was coming next.

His face transformed into the most outrageously cocky grimace. “HSSSSS!!” AJ cranked down into an abs and thighs pose. His gorgeous, block-like tummy muscles crunched and exploded underneath my hand. I was feeling and touching the hard, flexed abs of a real life bodybuilder.

“FUCK!” I cried in response, continuing to wank off. I was so close to cumming. I knew I wouldn’t be able to hold it in any longer.

AJ bought his arms back down and, clamping his fists together, cranked down into a most muscular pose with a short, sharp, grizzly growl. His biceps popping, his shoulders looking bigger and rounder than ever and his whole upper body exploding with incredible mass.

“Oh God! I’m close!” I cried, as I continued to plunge up and down on my throbbing cock.

“Fuck!” AJ exclaimed, excitedly. He reached for my hand again and placed it over one of his upper arms, my fingers gripping the huge, solid, un-flexed muscle. He lifted both of his arms up and then cranked back down into a crab most muscular and I felt his warm, hard, marble-like bicep erupt and explode in my hand.

“ARGGHHHH!!” he shouted loudly in my ear as he hit the pose.

It was all too much. The attitude. The noise. The exploding bicep underneath my grip. “OH GOD! OH FUCK! ARRRGGGHH!!” Still squeezing AJ’s huge arm with my other hand, I screamed as my cock exploded and thick ropes of cum erupted from the head. I couldn’t stop groaning. I just kept cumming and cumming. The orgasm didn’t seem to stop.

“FUCK!!” AJ exclaimed excitedly, while also releasing a few chuckles, when I’d finally stopped.

“Oh God!” I panted. I was a mess. A sweaty, heaving, cum soaked mess on a post orgasmic high. I started laughing too and buried my head into AJ’s abs as he placed his hands around my back.

I looked up at him. He was beaming down at me. I could tell he was still on a high from having someone cum over his flexing muscles. “Fuck!” he said, shaking his head. “That was so hot!!” I melted and grinned back at him.

And then something else stole my attention. AJ was tenting his lime green posers. I grabbed the straps and pulled them down. Now it was AJ’s turn to blow his load. He groaned loudly as I swallowed his cock.

I don’t really know what came over me in that moment. Just as AJ had turned into an animal when he’d been stood over me hitting pose after pose and flexing his muscles with attitude, I’d turned into some kind of horn crazed beast, determined to make the beautiful bodybuilder before me cum as hard and fast as possible.

It didn’t take AJ long to give me exactly what I wanted. “I’m gonna cum!! Noah! OH GOD! ARGGHHHH!! AHHHHHHH!!” AJ shouted as he exploded in my mouth. I loved how he called out my name just before he came. Just as he’d done the first time.

“That was one of the most intense orgasms I’ve ever had!” AJ exclaimed, once he’d collapsed on the bed next to me and wrapped me up in a cuddle. “FUCK!” he added, like he couldn’t quite believe how good it was. AJ’s huge chest was heaving up and down as he tried to catch his breath. I giggled as I gripped his waist and tangled my ordinary sized legs with his thick thighs.

“So … how was the posing?” he asked.

“Hmmm!” I said, in a jokey, unenthusiastic manner. “It was okay, I guess!” I said, playfully shrugging. I looked at AJ and gave him a knowing grin and he squeezed me tight and grinned back. “I think you could do with a bit of practice, though!” I added.

His eyes playfully widened. “Oh, really?!”

“Mmmm. You could be a lot cockier for a start. And a lot noisier!”

“Okay, I  actually don’t know whether you’re still joking now!” AJ said, grinning,

I squeezed his waist and gave him a reassuring grin. “I fucking LOVED it!”

His mouth curled into an adorable, dreamy grin. “I kinda got that impression! I loved it too, by the way. And seeing your reaction. FUCK!”

“Yeah?” I asked, biting my lip.

“Mmmm. Seeing you crazy over my muscles! GRRRRR! Just makes me wanna get bigger. And more shredded!”

FUUUUUCK!!

“I would one hundred per cent support that!” I said.

AJ giggled. “You know you could have just asked to feel my biceps weeks ago? I would have let you!”

I pulled a face. “As if I would have had the NERVE to do that!”

“Well, that guy in the toilets of the pub did!”

That guy in the toilets isn’t falling in love with you, I thought.

“Don’t feel like you have to stay yes, but … how would you feel about staying over tonight?” AJ asked me. Fuck! My heart expanded in my chest.

“Isn’t your mum coming back later?” I asked.

AJ shrugged. “Yeah! She won’t think anything of it, though. She’ll probably ask us if we’re having a sleepover!” he said, rolling his eyes.

I laughed. I could just imagine AJ’s mum saying that to us. “I’d love to!” I said, looking at AJ lovingly.

He dreamily smiled at me and gave me a squeeze. “Mmmmm! Will be nice to wake up with you! My mum and Andy go to work really early too. And I get pretty horny in the morning!”

I raised my eyebrows and grinned at him. “Oh, by the way. I haven’t said this to you yet, but you have a really hot arse!” I said.

AJ’s eyes widened in surprise and he chuckled. “It’s been said before!” he said cheekily. “Yours is cute too, by the way!”

For some reason, his statement really surprised me. I furrowed my eyebrows. “Have you been checking out my arse?!” I asked playfully, thinking about that very first time we’d been reunited in Tesco when I’d been doing that very thing with AJ.

He mischievously grinned. “A couple of times! It looks especially good in your gym trackies! It’s really cute and pert!” Then he reached his hand around and gave one of my arse cheeks a gentle squeeze and my body tingled.

“Well, yours is … FUCK! For a start, it’s HUGE!” I said. AJ beamed at me in response. “And also looks good in your gym trackies. And your work trousers. And your shorts. And your painted on jeans. And your shiny, lime green posers! And … OK, it pretty much looks hot in EVERYTHING!”

AJ laughed. “Mmmmm!” he said, squeezing me. “Do you think we could just stay in bed for the rest of the week? Fuck Tesco’s. Fuck the Leisure Centre. Fuck Scorpio’s. Actually, maybe not Scorpio’s. I’d lose all my muscle. And then I wouldn’t be a bodybuilder!”

I didn’t really think about what I said next. If I had, I may not have said it. “I’d still like you just as much!” I told him. And I very much believed that I would. As soon as I’d said it I felt sheepish. AJ furrowed his eyebrows slightly, like he wasn’t really sure whether to believe me, but the corner of his mouth curled into this cute little grin, and neither of us said anything more about it.

AJ had been right about his mum. She’d been fine with me sleeping over. Being in AJ’s bed with the lights off, cuddling up to him under the duvet while my legs wrapped around his and he held me in his arms, being completely engulfed by his mass and his incredible scent, I couldn’t remember a time when I’d fallen asleep feeling happier or more content.

But when I woke up at around five am the next morning, still in AJ’s bed but untangled from him, everything silent and still, I suddenly felt this crushing anxiety. Because I knew that whatever was happening in that moment with me and AJ wouldn’t last. That there were only so many weeks left of the summer, and then I would be going back to university, where I wouldn’t get to see AJ every day.

And then, lying awake, staring at AJ’s back as he slept next to me, my thoughts started spiralling, and I couldn’t seem to stop them. I wondered whether me and AJ could make it work once I’d gone back to London. Maybe I could come back every weekend, or AJ could come down and visit me, when he could get the time off work, obviously. But would it be the same as what we had now? And would AJ even want to try and make it work?

And even if he did, what would happen in a years time when I’d graduated? I’d been certain of what I wanted to do when that time came for so long. I was adamant that I wanted to get a job in publishing. That was why I was doing an English Literature degree. That was why I’d applied to do a number of work experience placements at publishing houses at the beginning of the summer, none of which I’d heard back from. And almost all of those jobs were in London. Being anywhere else, moving back to Little Denton, it had never been an option. But where would that leave me and AJ? Should I give it all in to be close to him? Could I persuade him to move to London? Would he even want to? He had his life here in Little Denton. His jobs. Scorpio’s. And all of his friends and family were here.

It wasn’t like I could just really ask him, either. Just a few weeks earlier he’d been terrified to even admit that he had feelings for me. And even now we were sort of together, he wouldn’t let me tell anyone. Not even my best friend. Asking him if he’d maybe move half way across the country just to be with me would probably guarantee that he’d run for the hills and never want to see me again.

I wanted so much in that moment to stop time. Or somehow make it so the summer just repeated on a loop, over and over again. I wanted to be twenty years old forever, lying next to the boy who made my heart want to burst and my head want to explode. The sweetest, most wonderful boy, who excited, aroused and turned me on more than anyone I’d ever met.

I finally managed to drift off back to sleep. When I woke up a few hours later, AJ’s arm was tightly wrapped around me, his scent more powerful than ever, those early morning anxieties had faded and all of those questions were now buried somewhere deep at the back of my head. I didn’t know what was going to happen, or what would become of us, but there was one thing in that moment that I knew for sure. That I’d fallen in love with AJ Jones.

Twenty Six

I wrapped my arms around AJ’s torso and sunk my face into his back. My cheek resting against the blue material of his Tesco polo shirt. “Mmmm!” I said, smiling as he gripped his arms around mine and squeezed.

“I think you should phone in sick!” I joked.

AJ did one of his cute, little giggles. “Don’t tempt me!” he said, squeezing my arms further with his strong grip.

“Thanks for the sleepover!” I said.

“Thanks for making me cum twice last night. And again this morning!” he cheekily said. I bit my lip and grinned, still with my face sinking into his back. I probably could have just stayed in that position all day. Sinking into the boy I loved as he held me in his tight, strong grip.

AJ stopped squeezing me and spun around to face me, putting his arms around my back in a cuddle and looking at me with an affectionate, happy grin. Jesus. That fucking face. He was so gorgeous it almost hurt. And he was mine. At least for the time being.

I gripped both of his arms, huge and bulging out of his outrageously tight work shirt. “This fucking shirt!” I exclaimed, shaking my head and grinning. “It’s ridiculous!”

“Oh, I know!” he said, sighing and playfully rolling his eyes. “Shouldn’t be such a monster should I?” And then his mouth curled into a cheeky little grin.

I smiled back and bit my lip, my dick swelling under the gym trackies I was wearing from the previous night. My phone suddenly vibrated in my pocket.

“Ugh! I need to get moving. And you’re vibrating!” AJ said.

I leaned in and kissed him before we finally parted. As I reached for my phone, I felt a pang of nerves. Because what if it was Naomi texting me again? We hadn’t mentioned the incident from earlier in the week where AJ has asked me not to tell her about us. I wasn’t sure I wanted the subject to be bought up again. At least not then.

“Oh, shit!” I said out loud looking at my phone screen. I’d received a text message from Eddie asking me if I wanted to meet up the following evening. I had known I’d have to deal with that particular dilemma sooner or later.

“What’s up?” AJ asked. I pulled a face and passed him my phone.

He pulled his own “eeeek” face as he read Eddie’s message, but then I noticed his mouth briefly curling into a smug little grin. Like a part of him got a kick out of the fact that he’d won me over Eddie.

“I’ll just tell him I’m already going out with a friend or something!” I said.

AJ nodded. “Well you could be! I’m not working tomorrow night.”

My heart fluttered. Not just at the prospect of spending another evening with AJ, but because he seemed to be proposing that we could actually go out somewhere. Earlier that morning I had wanted to freeze time. Now I wanted to fast forward it.

“I mean, we probably should venture out at some point, rather than just spending all of our time on my bed!” he added with a mischievous grin.

I was feeling brave. I furrowed my eyebrows. “What, so  … kind of like a date?” I teased. I felt a pang of nerves as soon as I’d said it and wondered whether I shouldn’t have.

AJ’s mouth curled into this adorable, coy grin. “Yeah!” he said, with a little shrug.

“Sounds good!” I said, feeling both excited, but also oddly nervous at the prospect. Which was fucking ridiculous given how intimate I’d been with him.

“What do you fancy doing?” he asked.

“Erm … we could go for something to eat?” I suggested. “Or the cinema?”

“Cinema sounds good! Mmmm! It’ll be hard though …” AJ said, wrapping his arms under mine once more.

“What?!” I asked playfully as I sunk into his huge, muscular body.

“You know what!” AJ said, as he pressed up against me.

“We could sit in the back row?” I suggested. “Right in the corner!” AJ giggled and kissed me. How was I going manage without kissing him for the next day?

It was ridiculous how nervous I’d felt in the build up to mine and AJ’s outing the following night. I’d seen him so many times, been naked with him, intimate with him, made him cum, so why was venturing to the cinema making my stomach twist? A part of me wished I hadn’t used the word “date” the morning before. We’d never really socialised with each other outside of his bedroom and one drunken, shot fuelled night at a pub. But even then, there’d been a group of us. And that had been before me and AJ had become more than friends.

What if our trip to the cinema was awkward? What if I bored AJ with my company? What if AJ realised that what we had was mainly just sex, and that he just wanted to carry on doing what we were doing in his bedroom, but nothing more?

All of those fears were racing through my mind as I got ready to venture out; a ritual which had never been particularly enjoyable for me. Naomi was always taking the piss out of me because I’d often change my clothes a dozen times before going on a night out. It wasn’t that I was vain. It was the fact that most of my clothes seemed to hate me. Not just my clothes either. Clothes in general. Nothing ever seemed to sit right on my awkward shaped body.

Fate seemed to be on my side that night, though. The first thing I tried on I was actually happy with. A mint green and blue short sleeved checked shirt with a yellow t-shirt underneath. I probably wouldn’t have worn it to a pub or club, but it seemed ideal for that occasion.

I very rarely liked what I saw when I looked in the mirror, but every now and then, I would have an unexpected moment where I’d look at my reflection and think, “I actually look okay!” More than just okay. Maybe even nice?

I had one very such moment as I looked in my bedroom mirror in preparation for my date with AJ. There was something about my complexion and what I was wearing on that particular night. It was a strange, but nice feeling. Actually liking what I saw in the mirror.

Predictably, AJ didn’t just look good. He looked insanely fucking sexy. I almost couldn’t believe just how sexy as he walked up to me outside the Little Denton train station. And what was more unbelievable was the fact that a man so unspeakably hot was not only here to meet me, but for an actual fucking date.

My heart fluttered as he approached me. Much like me, none of AJ’s clothes seem to fit right. But while my clothes didn’t fit in a bad way, AJ’s didn’t fit in the hottest way possible. He was wearing his painted on jeans again. Jesus! How long did it take him to squeeze his monster thighs into those things? He had a white t-shirt on, his huge, tanned, ridiculously muscular arms bulging out. And over it, a black North Face gilet, puffed out to a laughable degree, which, amazingly, made him look like even more of a monster than he did normally.

He couldn’t stop smiling. This dizzy grin plastered all over his gorgeous little face as he approached me. Was that because of me? Fuck. HOW was that possible?!

“You look nice!” he said. I internally laughed at how ridiculous it was that a man so unspeakably hot was complimenting me on my appearance.

I so badly wanted to hold AJ’s hand as we stood on the train station platform. To simply lean in and give him a quick kiss. Like straight couples do so freely and easily all of the time. Most of them not realising how extremely lucky they are that they can be affectionate with the people they’re romantically linked with in public.

I noticed people staring as we waited for the train to arrive. But it wasn’t at us. They probably just assumed we were two straight mates going out somewhere on a Saturday night. They were staring at the huge, muscular muscle bull bursting out of his sprayed on jeans and North Face gilet.

“There’s a big lad over there!” I heard one man cry as we boarded the train. I can’t deny that I loved it. That AJ caused such a stir just from his appearance.

He sat opposite me on the train, his arm spilling out into the next seat. There was no way anyone could have sat there without half of their body being in the aisle of the carriage. It wasn’t awkward like I’d feared, but there were moments where a fear slipped in. That I wasn’t being the same person I was when we were sitting in his car on the way to Scorpio’s, or cuddled up on his bed.

“Is your phone on silent?” AJ asked me.

“Erm …” I realised it was a bit of a weird question as I got my phone out of my pocket to check. And then I saw why he’d asked. I had a text message from him. He’d obviously sent it a few minutes before when he’d been messing with his phone.

I gave him a confused look, while excitedly grinning and reading the text.

“You look so cute tonight. I’m having lots of naughty thoughts!”

I bit my lip and giddy grinned as he smiled back at me, looking rather pleased with himself.

I started to text him back. It was weird texting him while he was watching me. I suddenly felt pressure to be cute and witty.

“And you look hot as FUCK!! But then you always do!”

AJ grinned like crazy as my text came through and he read it.

I had a flash of inspiration. “You do know you’re practically taking up two seats though?” I text.

He let out a short, sharp laugh as he read my text, then pulled a face. “Ooops!” he said out loud.

AJ’s eyes then went south and seemed to widen comically. He then started tapping away at his phone again.

His text came through. “HAVE YOU GOT A HARD ON??”

I laughed when I read it. And maybe blushed a little. “Ooops!” I said out loud, but quietly.

He grinned, bit his lip and gave me a look like he wanted to ravish me right there and then on the train. He then pushed the end of his trainer up against mine so they were touching and we stayed like that for the rest of the journey.

AJ paid for my cinema ticket without asking me. “You can pay next time!“ he told me, with a cheeky grin.

I hadn’t planned on trying anything with him in the actual cinema, but once the lights had dimmed and we were sat on the back row without many people either side of us, I found myself wondering if there was a possibility that we could get away with being affectionate. So I, somewhat nervously, pushed my leg against AJ’s, and he responded by pushing mine back with more force. Then, amazingly, he intertwined his fingers with mine so he was holding my hand and didn’t let go until the film had finished. It was such a fucking rush. Holding hands with the boy I loved in public.

There were even a few surprise scary bits in the film, where AJ jumped and squeezed my hand harder. I found it so fucking adorable that AJ jumped more than I did.

“I didn’t expect that to be so jumpy! The other Jurassic Parks weren’t like that!” he said, when the film had finished and we were spilling out of the cinema with the audience.

“You were practically jumping out of your seat!” I teased.

AJ playfully nudged my shoulder with his. “Fuck off!” he said, grinning.

“Hey, Noah!”

OH FUCK!

My heart jumped into my throat. I recognised his voice straight away. Sure enough, suddenly standing in front of me was Eddie, with a female friend by his side.

“Hey!” I said, nervously. God, it was awkward.

He introduced me to his friend. “Erm … you remember AJ!” I said, nervously. I was sure that I was blushing. Fuck!

“Yeah! How could I forget?” Eddie said, giving AJ an ominous grin.

He suspects nothing! I told myself. But I was so nervous. More than I probably should have been. AJ didn't seem nervous at all. Or at least he didn’t show it.

Eddie’s friend seemed to know who I was. He’d obviously told her about me. She seemed a little shocked at AJ’s appearance, though. Even a little intimidated. Bless her, I thought.

We chatted for a few minutes about what films we were there to see, then said our goodbyes. “Give me a text!” Eddie said as we parted ways. I internally breathed a sigh of relief as we walked away, while also feeling a stab of guilt. Because I had no intention of doing any such thing.

“That was awkward!!” I said to AJ as left the cinema.

He pulled an “eeeek” face, but was wearing an excitable grin at the same time. Like he’d gotten a kick out of the encounter. Or maybe he was just feeling smug again that he’d beaten Eddie and won the guy? I still couldn’t really believe that I was the guy in question.

“We’ve got some time before our last train home!” AJ said, looking at his watch. “Shall we go for a quick drink?”

“Sure!” I said, feeling a sudden excitement at the thought.

“One of the places you go to?” he suggested.

We ended up going to the first pub that Eddie and I went to on our first date. The slightly trashy, darkly lit place with no attitude. Predictably, AJ drew a lot of attention. We got some drinks and found a spot against a wall. We stood drinking for a little while, before AJ made his move and put his hand on my waist and went in for a kiss. I had imagined that he might be nervous about being affectionate with me in public, but he didn’t seem it. In fact, he looked just as content as I was feeling. I can’t deny that I felt a kick at the fact that a boy so huge and muscular was pressed up against me with his ridiculously thick arms around my waist. But it was more than that. I felt proud to be his.

As I clung to AJ’s back and rested my chin on his shoulder, I noticed guys from various corners of the bar staring at us. Some looked kind of intimated, while others were watching us in a strange sort of awe. And then there were two young guys, who seemed to be looking on in judgement, whispering to each other and smirking.

In other circumstances those two guys may have annoyed me. But in that particular moment, wrapped around the beautiful bodybuilder I’d fallen in love with, I didn’t really care what they thought. Whether they were wondering what someone as hot as AJ was doing with me, or whether they were just turning their nose up at how huge and muscular he was. The only thing I felt was an unexpected sort of hope. That they’d one day find someone as special as AJ, who made them feel even half of how he made me feel.

Wednesday 17 October 2018

MUSCLE FICTION STORY: AJ & NOAH (PART 8)

"I couldn’t stop grinning as I stood on AJ’s doorstep waiting for him to answer the door. I wondered in that moment whether it was possible for someone to spontaneously combust from excitement. Never did I anticipate AJ to open the door wearing nothing but a pair of the cutest, bright red boxer shorts and an excitable, mischievous grin. His perfectly round muscle tits and gorgeous, tummy bursting ab blocks on full, glorious display."

It's time for part 8 of "AJ & Noah". The last part ended with AJ and Noah finally giving into their feelings for each other. Now that the build up is over, the story takes a slight shift with the two lads embracing and exploring the fact they are now more than friends.

Thank you so much for everyone who has stuck with this so far! The story has a ton of followers on the Muscle Growth forums which I am just blown away by and I know I've managed to convert a few people to following it on there but judging by the viewing figures and the few comments posted here, I know there's people who are still reading it here on the blog too. There's still LOADS more to come so I really hope you guys enjoy the rest of it!

WARNING: This part contains lots of kissing, tons of cuddling, and maybe even a bit of cheeky flexing!!


Twenty One

I just wanted to stay lying on AJ’s bed forever. With my head resting on his huge chest, my legs wrapped around his and my arm stretched across his midsection while I gripped his waist and felt his gorgeous bubbles of ab muscle underneath my skin.

I looked at the assorted pictures of muscle freaks on AJ’s bedroom wall. Blaine Holton, Chris “Freaky Peaks” Jackson and AJ, himself, shredded and tanned and cranking out an insane crab most muscular pose in his shiny lime green posing trunks. I couldn’t believe that I’d just had sex with that very bodybuilder. That I’d just made him cum. That his arm was now wrapped tightly around me and I was resting my head on those very pecs he was proudly and cheekily showing off on a bodybuilding stage.

AJ kissed me gently on the forehead, then just rested his lips against it. Everything felt perfect in that moment. I had no worries, no doubts and no anxieties as to what might happen next. It was just me and AJ, basking in our own private heaven. When I lifted my head up, AJ was smiling down at me with such affection. This ecstatic little grin. I felt like I was his. And it was the most intoxicating feeling.

“Hello!” he playfully and cheekily said.

“Hey!” I replied.

AJ bit his lip, and his mouth curled into an even bigger grin that seemed to fill up half of his face. He squeezed me just a little bit tighter and I gripped his waist tighter in response. My stomach pressed up against his side. My leg on top of his. I wanted to just melt into his skin.

I couldn’t believe where I was. What I was doing. Half an hour before I was sitting in AJ’s bathroom having what felt like some sort of a breakdown and wondering whether I was ever going to see him again. Now I was pressed against his naked body, his arm wrapped tightly around me. 

“What ya thinking?” AJ asked, still grinning, and obviously sensing that something was going through my head.

I coyly grinned in response. “Dunno! I just … can’t quite believe this is actually happening!”

He gave an adorable little sigh and looked at me with his loving smile. “I know,” he said. Then his eyes opened wide in a comical fashion. “We’re naked!” he exclaimed.

I grinned like crazily and he squeezed him tighter still. A million questions were racing through my head. Looking at me the way he was, AJ no longer looked even remotely scared or nervous. I couldn’t imagine a more perfect time to ask him what I wanted.

“Can I ask you a question?” I said, still a little warily.

His mouth erupted into this goofy, adorable, knowing grin. It was like he’d expected it.

“Hmmmm!” he replied in a teasing tone.

“Was that … a new thing for you?”

“Mmmm. New-ish!” AJ replied, wincing, but still grinning. He inhaled and exhaled and I felt his chest heave up and down beneath me. “You’re my second guy!” he confessed.

It was completely unexpected, but I felt a sharp stab of disappointment at AJ’s confession. I guess somewhere deep down I’d been hoping that I would be his first.

“Could you tell?” he then adorably asked, biting his lip.

“NO!” I reassured him, even though I had been able to a little.

He gave me a cute, knowing little grin in response. I think he knew that I wasn’t being completely honest with him.

“Soooo … are you gay?” I asked, a little cautiously.

He pulled a face. “Ummm. I don’t think so? I mean, I’ve always liked girls. I still do. I think?” He didn’t look really so sure. And then his expression changed. He didn’t look nervous. Just a little pensive. “I’m guess I’m still trying to work it all out.”

I looked at AJ and gave him a reassuring smile. I didn’t care what he was. Gay. Bi. Confused. All that mattered was how he made me feel. How it felt like my insides were exploding every time he was near me. How completely amazing it was to be touching him and looking at him in the way that I was.

I leant into his face and kissed him gently. God, I loved kissing him. Even though my mouth was kind of dry. I didn’t care. I would have kissed him a hundred times more over the chance of having my mouth feel normal again.

“So … this other guy!” I playfully said, with one eyebrow raised.

He bit this lip. “Yeeeah?” he asked teasingly.

“You don’t tell have to tell if you don’t want to!”

He was smiling back at me playfully. “It was last summer!” he explained. “About a week before a show.”

Fuck! It was absurd given what had just happened, but I was instantly jealous. Some lucky fucker had been with AJ while he’d been in shredded competition condition.

“And it was at Scorpio’s!” he confessed, with a little, mischievous smirk.

My eyes widened in shock. Fuck! Was AJ about to confess that he’d had impromptu sex with another bodybuilder in the changing rooms of the notorious hardcore bodybuilding gym he‘d been taking me to?

“No way!” I replied.

He gave me a little nod and had a mischievous and excited look on his face.

“Where?!” I asked.

He pulled an “eeeek” face. “In the showers!”

“That was a bit risky!” I exclaimed.

AJ did one of his cute, little giggles. “Well it was a Saturday night so the gym was pretty dead! And, well … it wasn’t exactly a planned thing!” he explained.

“So what happened?”

“Mmmm. Well it was this random guy. I’d never seen him in the gym before!”

“Bodybuilder?” I asked, my voice cracking.

“No! He was fairly big though!”

My stomach twisted a little. Because how could I compete with a guy like that?

“He gave me few looks when I was training but I’m kinda used to that, so I thought nothing of it! Anyway, afterwards I took a shower, and he came in after me and started talking to me. Just about supplements and stuff. And he said I looked good. But I didn’t think anything of it. It was just regular gym talk!

So I was telling him about this supplement I was taking that was giving me these crazy pumps and the next thing I knew he was asking me to flex and then he started feeling my bicep. It all just felt really friendly at first. But then, I dunno … the atmosphere sort of changed. And I remember looking down and he had this massive hard on! I didn’t know what the fuck was happening. Then he started touching my other bicep. And then my pecs. And I suddenly started to get hard too. I thought it was maybe just the roids I was on? But, I dunno. I liked him touching me. Really liked it.

And the next thing I knew, he was kneeling down, and then he was … sucking me off! I remember putting my hand on his head, feeling his hair, and it just felt right? And afterwards he hugged me. Just for about five seconds. But I remember wanting that hug to last longer. To just kinda stay like that with him for a while.”

He looked a little sheepish as he confessed that last part and his cheeks flushed a little Hearing that just made me want to fucking melt. I squeezed him and dreamily grinned at him and he gave me this adorable, coy, little grin in response.

“Did you see him again?” I asked.

“Only once!” AJ replied. “A few weeks after it happened he came into the gym. I kinda freaked out and left!” he explained. I couldn’t help detect a slight hint of sadness in AJ’s voice at that particular confession.

“Is that really bad?” he asked,  wincing and looking at me nervously. It felt like he was worried I would judge him.

I smiled and shook my head. “No! You were scared. I completely get it!”

His face softened. “I think it’s like you said last week. About knowing in the back of your head that you like guys, but not really wanting to face up to it? I think the fact I always thought I liked girls just made the whole thing more confusing. I thought that maybe if I just ignored it, I wouldn’t have to deal with it? So I did for a while. But then … I dunno, I started thinking about what happened with that guy. A lot! And finding myself more attracted to lads. And I think I finally just thought to myself, is it really that big of a deal if I’m attracted to guys too?

And I’ve thought about doing stuff. I’ve seen guys at the gym who I think might be into lads. And I’ve thought about talking to them. I’ve even thought about going on one of those gay dating apps. But … I dunno. It all seemed a bit scary!”

I gave him a reassuring smile and squeezed his waist.

“And then … you came along!” AJ said, biting his lip and giving me this adorable, sheepish little look. I couldn’t help but giddily grin, while gazing at him.

“So … when did you know?” I asked.

His mouth erupted into a cheeky grin. “That I liked you?”

My heart fluttered like crazy. Just hearing him say the words. That he liked me. Fuck!

I nodded. He took another deep breath. “Ummm … I think it was when we started messaging each other on Facebook? Every time you messaged me, even just seeing your name on my screen, I’d get really excited. And then … I just found myself thinking about you. A LOT! And then, whenever I was with you, I’d just start having all these thoughts. And … urges!” he said, playfully raising one eyebrow.

Urges?” I cheekily asked. “What kind of urges?” I teased.

Suddenly I was rock hard. My dick digging into the side of one of AJ’s thick thighs. He gave me a little squeeze.

“Like I wanted to kiss you!” AJ said.

I leant in and we kissed again. The most amazing kiss.

“And other stuff!” AJ cheekily added with his eyebrow raised.

“You know what you were saying last week?” AJ asked. “About really liking someone. When you can’t stop thinking about them? All that stuff about feeling butterflies. That’s how I feel about you.”

Fuck! Fuck, fuck, FUCK!

“I was kinda talking about you too!” I confessed, feeling those fuck off massive butterflies more than ever.

“That was risky!” he said.

“I think the alcohol made be brave!”

AJ chuckled. “You must have had an inkling that I liked you, though?”

“Ummm. Actually I didn’t! Well … not since what happened on Saturday. Hmmm. Maybe last Thursday?”

AJ bit his lip. “The leg thing?” he cheekily asked. I nodded, feeling excited that we were broaching the subject.

“I dunno what came over me!” AJ said. “I was just … GRRRR … dying to touch you. I think I was kind of hoping you’d react? ”

“I didn’t know what was happening!” I explained. “I mean, the idea of you liking me. It’s pretty fucking crazy!”

“Why?!” AJ asked, sincerely.

“Ummm … HOT BODYBUILDER!” I exclaimed looking him and down. I felt a jolt of excitement at being able to describe AJ to him in that way. I never thought I would. AJ beamed and laughed in response.

“Plus, I just kept telling myself you were straight!” I explained.

“So … same question to you!” AJ said. “When did you know you liked me?”

“Erm … I think it was the Facebook messages too,” I replied. I didn’t really feel like admitting to AJ that I’d been pretty much obsessing about him since the afternoon we’d bumped into each other at Tesco. Or that I’d been wanking off to pictures of him in competition that very same day. I felt like I needed to give him something a bit more though, even if it wouldn’t be the whole picture.

“Although …” I began, feeling brave. AJ smirked, like he knew what I was about to say next. “I did kinda fancy you a bit before then!”

AJ was suddenly beaming. The big, smug grin. “Yeah?” he excitedly said, raising an eyebrow.

I playfully rolled my eyes. “Ummm … YEAH!” He did one of his cute, little giggle in response.

“Could you not tell?” I asked, my stomach twisting just a little.

“A little!” he said with a mischievous grin.

I sheepishly grinned back and felt my cheeks flushing. So he had known all along. Fuck!

“I thought maybe it was just the body?” AJ said.

“Hmmm. Well that was part of it! But … it wasn’t just that!” I confessed, suddenly feeling a little shy. He gave me a little squeeze and continue to dreamily grin at me.

“It was the waddle too!” I added. AJ gave a short, sharp laugh in response, and my chest fluttered. The way it always did when I made AJ laugh.

“So …” AJ began, lightly rubbing my arm with his hand. He suddenly looked serious. “Is what we’re doing OK here?”

I furrowed my eyebrows in confusion. “In what way?”

“Well … aren’t you kinda seeing Eddie? I know you said you didn’t “like like him”, but I don’t wanna step on anyone’s toes!”

The fact that that was a concern for AJ spoke volumes. “I honestly think of Eddie as more of a friend. And I know I said he likes me! But I’ve seen only seen him, like three times?”

AJ’s expression softened and his moth curled into a happy little grin in response. “He definitely likes you!” he said. “I can tell.”

And then he looked serious again. “And I’m sorry about just storming off on Saturday. Seeing you with him. I dunno … it just did something to me. It wasn’t just the kissing, either. It was before then. Just seeing you two together.”

I remembered how AJ had seemed bothered about something in the lead up to him leaving, whilst I’d been chatting to Eddie. I squeezed his back with my hand. It was completely absurd that AJ would think that he’d have anything to worry about where Eddie was concerned. As nice of a guy as Eddie was, my feelings for AJ were completely incomparable.

“Eddie’s really nice. But …” and then I leant him and softly kissed him. I wanted to say, “He’s not you,” but the kiss seemed to be enough.

“So ... did you buy me the hoodie?” I said, teasingly.

AJ looked sheepish but grinned. “Kinda!”

“And it wasn’t really your friend’s birthday on Saturday was it?”

“I just really wanted to see you again. And …I guess I was kind of hoping something might finally happen?” AJ confessed.

I dreamily grinned at him and gently kissed him. I was rock hard again. “Mmmmm!” AJ said as my hard on dug into the side of his thigh. We squeezed each other tighter. As I sunk my head into AJ’s thick bull neck, he gripped my rock hard dick and squeezed. I groaned into his trap muscle and gripped his back with my hand.

As he worked his hand up and down my cock, I unburied my head and look down at the obscenely muscular body I was pressed so tightly up against. I put my hand on AJ’s right thick pec. The place where the emblem of his Scorpio’s gym hoodie usually sat, and the place where the name badge had been pinned that very first time I ran into him a month before. I smiled as I remembered that very encounter. How I’d been shocked at how huge my old friend from school had become. How outrageously big his arms were and how his massive tits had strained and bulged through the material of his work shirt. And now I was touching those same tits, before moving my hand to those very huge arms and giving them a squeeze, while the owner of them played with my cock.

My nose rubbed against AJ’s, and then we were kissing again. Mouths locked and tongues intertwined. The most passionate kiss as I gripped and squeezed onto his phenomenally thick, hard as rock arms, and AJ bought me ever closer to cumming, until I couldn’t contain it any longer. Still kissing AJ, taking in his unique scent, feeling his huge, hard mass against me, his warm, soft, sticky skin on mine, I released loud muffled groans into his mouth as I gripped his enormous upper arms and my whole body exploded with ecstasy.

Twenty Two

“OMG! Did you hear about the latest episode of AJ and Noah In The Land of Beef?”

I grinned ecstatically into my phone as I read AJ’s Facebook message. I’d woken up that morning wondering whether the night before had been some kind of dream. Or whether I’d slipped into some crazy teen film where the slim, bookish muscle addict gets the hottest and biggest muscle guy in town. Like some kind of warped, British muscle addict version of Sixteen Candles.

“Oooh, no! What’s it about?” I typed, playing along.

Three dots.

“Get this. AJ and Noah…GET IT ON!!”

I sent through the monkey face covering his mouth emoji then followed it up with text. “What, you mean…” and then I sent three more emojis. The two boys holding hands, the aubergine that people use as a dick and the water splash.

“HAHAHA!! Yep!” AJ typed.

“Was it a hit with viewers?”

“Oh a MASSIVE hit! One viewer in particular loved it!” And then he sent two emojis. The blushing face with the eyes wide open and the best one of them all. The AJ emoji.

Three dots. AJ was tying another message.

“People have been asking me all morning why I look so happy, by the way!” I melted as I pictured a giddy looking AJ waddling around Tesco and bulging out of his tight fitted, polo work shirt with a huge, giddy grin on his painfully gorgeous face. All because of me.

“Hehe!! My mum actually asked me a similar thing. I think she’s a bit suspicious! Even more so than usual!” And then I sent the eye rolling emoji.

“Haha! Oh shit! My break’s over. Better get back to work!” AJ typed. He sent a frowning face emoji and my heart dropped. But his next message was about to pick me up again.

“See you at about five!”

Fuck! We hadn’t discussed plans to meet up again that day. I sent him three question marks while all the time feeling incredibly excited.

“Oh yeah. Forgot to tell you. You’re coming round to mine later.” AJ messaged.

Fucking, fucking YES!!

I loved how cheeky and forthright AJ was being, but I couldn’t resist playing along. “Oh, AM I now?” I messaged.

“Yep! Unless you want me to pick you up at yours so I can have a chat with your mum?”

“DON’T YOU DARE!” I typed.

Three dots.

“HAHA!! See you at mine then!” And then he sent me an emoji he’d never sent before. The one with the face blowing a kiss with the little heart near it’s mouth.

“Oooh, I can’t keep up with you!” my mum said as I stood in the kitchen after informing her I was going out. “Yesterday you were miserable as sin and today you look like the cat who got the cream!”

Hmmm. Or the horn crazed, beef obsessed muscle addict who got the huge, cute, gorgeous bodybuilder!

I rolled my eyes and shook my head but couldn’t help smiling at her comment. There was clearly no point trying to hide how happy I was.

“Am I ever gonna get to meet this mystery boyfriend?” she asked.

“NO! Because he doesn’t exist!” I informed her.

“Well someone’s got your head in a tizzy. I hope he’s worth it!”

I smirked. Oh, he’s definitely worth it, I thought. Fucking HELL is he worth it!

I couldn’t stop grinning as I stood on AJ’s doorstep waiting for him to answer the door. I wondered in that moment whether it was possible for someone to spontaneously combust from excitement. Never did I anticipate AJ to open the door wearing nothing but a pair of the cutest, bright red boxer shorts and an excitable, mischievous grin. His perfectly round muscle tits and gorgeous, tummy bursting ab blocks on full, glorious display.

As soon as AJ had shut the door, he’d spun around and was wrapping his huge arms around my back, pressing his outrageously muscular body against mine and kissing me with an intense passion. This can NOT be happening, I thought. Maybe I’d fallen asleep on Sunday night and hadn’t woken up since? Maybe the previous twenty hours had all been one long, amazing dream where the huge, gorgeous competitive bodybuilder I’d spent the past month pining over decided that, against all odds imaginable, he actually wanted me back?

“Hello!” he cheekily said as we parted lips, and were both just looking at each other, still fully embraced.

“Hey! Nice pants!” I exclaimed.

He giggled. One of his cute, little giggles I loved so much.  “I didn’t think it was worth getting dressed!” he shrugged, with a straight face, before his mouth curled into one of his heart meltingly gorgeous grins.

Pressed up against AJ’s body, his abs pushing into the fabric of my t-shirt, sinking into his enormous arms, I was rock hard. My cock was pushing into his crotch. Fuck! “Mmmm!” AJ said, with a cheeky raised eyebrow, as he squeezed me tighter still.

“We’ve got about an hour before my mum and Andy come home!” AJ informed me, excitedly.

He withdrew from me, wrapped his fingers around mine and led me upstairs. I followed him, my heart bursting in my chest, because I was actually holding hands with AJ Jones. I don’t know what was a hotter sight. His bare, gorgeously tanned and obscenely muscular back or his enormous arse stretching the bright red material of his cute little boxers. Fucking GRRRR.

As soon as AJ’s bedroom door was closed, my back was pressed up against it and his body was pushed against mine and we were kissing passionately again. My hands running over him, exploring his muscle bull body. Feeling the lumps and bumps on his incredible back and gripping into his enormous upper arms as my throbbing hard on pushed against his.

He lifted up my t-shirt and practically pulled it off my body, then unbuckled my belt and pulled off my jeans. It was like he couldn’t wait to undress me. The day before I had mostly been in the driving seat. That day, however, AJ seemed to want to take charge.

“Fuck!” AJ exclaimed as my hard cock stuck out a mile through my black boxer shorts. And then he bent down, squeezed my cock and gently tugged it through the material. I released a whimpered groan and as I gripped onto AJ’s shoulder blades with both hands. He then pulled down my boxer shorts, freeing my fully erect, throbbing cock, before gripping onto it and giving it a few tugs. There was no doubt about it, AJ was most definitely taking charge. And I had absolutely no complaints.

If AJ was nervous about what he did next, he definitely didn’t show it. Squeezing my cock near the base, he placed his lips around the head and began to gently dance his mouth and tongue around it. Given he’d never done it before, he was exceptionally fucking good at working my cock with his mouth. And he seemed to be enjoying it too, given the cute little groans he was making. I ran my fingers through his soft hair. It was such a beautiful image. Looking down and seeing his huge boulder shoulders, thick traps and lumpy, muscular, tanned back. AJ looked up at me, with my throbbing head still in his mouth and I gave him this ecstatic little grin.

When he finally freed his mouth, he exclaimed, “Fuck! This is so horny!” He seemed to be studying my cock. Looking at in awe and admiration. It was like I was watching him explore his sexuality before my eyes. I was watching him discover that a hard, throbbing, cum filled cock can be so immensely horny. Even fucking beautiful. And then he placed his lips on it once again and started sucking. He clearly loved sucking it as much as I had loved sucking his the day before.

Soon after, AJ’s cute, red boxers had come off and we’d made our way to his bed. As amazing and special as being with AJ had been the day before, there had definitely been a slight wariness on both of our parts. That seemed to have diminished that day. It felt like both of us were a lot less inhibited with each other.

Even though I’d seen and felt AJ’s incredible body less than twenty hours before, I was no less amazed by it. I couldn’t quite fathom just how huge and muscular the body intertwined with mine was.

I placed my hands on AJ’s rock hard shoulders. Felt the huge muscle struggling underneath his abnormally thin, lightly tanned skin. And then I was feeling the thick pec muscle bulging through his chest. Huge and obscenely developed. Fuck! And then my hand slid to one of his arms. A crazily thick, outrageously huge arm. I dug my fingers in and squeezed, releasing a little groan as I did.

I looked at AJ, his cute face mere inches away from mine. He had this smug, even slightly cocky, grin on his face. He seemed to be enjoying the fact that I was exploring his body and feeling his muscles. I pressed my forehead against and rubbed his nose with mine, all the time squeezing his arm still. I’d never worshipped muscle before, but it suddenly felt like that was what I was doing. I was totally amazed by his body, and just how huge his arm felt in my fingers.

AJ looked at me, then down at the arm I was clutching and gently bit his lip. And then the most incredible thing happened. With my fingers still gripped on his arm, AJ gently flexed his bicep.

“FUCK!” I exclaimed, as a huge, ball of rock hard, marble-like muscle erupted under my fingers. “Oh, FUCK!” I said, again, barely able to believe what was happening. AJ looked surprised, but excited.

“Yeah?” he asked me in a sexy, hushed tone, as if asking me if him flexing was doing it for me.

“Fuck yeah!” I exclaimed, still squeezing the insane bicep muscle before me. And then AJ flexed harder in response. Fuck, fuck, fucking, fucking, FUCK! I was doing the thing I had fantasised about doing since I’d looked through my very first muscle magazine at the age of fifteen. I was squeezing the flexed bicep of an actual, real life, competitive bodybuilder. And it was every bit as surreal, amazing and immensely erotic as I had always imagined it to be.

“Oh God!” I groaned as AJ flexed harder. He seemed to be getting a kick out of my reaction. All of a sudden, he gently pursed his lips in a slightly cocky manner, as if to say, “Fuck yeah! Feel that huge fucking bicep, boy!”

He bit his bottom lip and released this sexy little grunt. “God yeah!” I exclaimed, further. His pursed his lips more, his face turning into arrogance grimace. He grunted louder as he flexed. This obscenely hot, cocky, little grunt. Holy fucking HELL!

“Oh God!” I groaned. My dick was going mad. Juddering and leaking pre cum. I reached for it with my other hand and started pounding. I just couldn’t stop myself.

“Yeah?” he said to me, as if asking if I wanted him to grunt more and be cockier. “Fuck yeah!” I said.

There was no holding AJ back then. He flexed harder, looked me straight in the eye, scrunched up his face, snapped open his mouth and released a hush, “YEAH!” right in my face! Fuuuuuck!

The bicep. The attitude. It was all too much. “OH GOD! I think I’m gonna cum!” I whimpered, as I pounded harder. I couldn’t stop it even I’d wanted to.

“GRRRR! YEAAHH!!” AJ growled, as he screwed up his face and continued to flex his bicep. It was the final move to tip me over the edge,

“OH FUCK! OH GOD! ARGGGGGHHHHH!”

As I squeezed AJ’s rock hard bicep, and looked at his gorgeous face, contorted in the sexiest and cockiest manner imaginable as my toes curled, my eyes rolled into the back of my head and a fountain of cum pumped out of my cock.

I couldn’t stop groaning. Loud shouts of orgasmic pleasure as my whole body juddered and spasmed underneath the huge, hard, warm mass of AJ’s body.

AJ started laughing and I was laughing too. “Thank God no one’s in!” he exclaimed.

“Oh God! Fuck!” I was panting, out of breathe, but still laughing. I gripped onto AJ’s body. I was a hot, sweaty, cum soaked mess, stuck to the obscenely muscular body of the boy who’d just fulfilled one of my muscle worship fantasies and made me spunk with a single flex of his bicep.

I winced, bit my lip and looked at AJ warily. I was on the most post orgasmic high, but feeling slightly nervous about the fact that I’d given away just how much power his muscles had on me.

“Sorry! I just really needed to cum!” I explained.

AJ was grinning like mad. “Don’t apologise! God! That was fucking HOT!!”

“Yeah?” I asked, still a little nervous but excited at his reaction. AJ nodded. “Fuck yeah!!” And then he did a gentle “Mmmm!” in my ear. I sunk my head into his warm, thick neck, and gripped on to his muscular back. I was back where I had been the night before. The place I just wanted to stay forever.

“So … I’m guessing you kinda like my biceps?” he added, with a cheeky grin.

Oh god! There was no point trying to play anything down at that point.

“Ummm … just a bit!” I replied, giving him a sheepish grin.

AJ couldn’t stop grinning. I knew it was time to confess to AJ just how much I liked his biceps. Not only that, but I suddenly really want to.

I took a deep breath. “Okay, I have a bit of a confession!” I began. My chest tightened a little. I wasn’t completely sure whether I was doing the right thing, but I had a feeling I knew what AJ’s response was going to be. Furthermore, I was actually excited to see his reaction.

“I … kind of have a bit of a thing for bodybuilders!” I confessed.

“NO!” AJ said, sarcastically, pretending to be shocked.

I giggled and playfully rolled my eyes. I knew he didn’t fully understand what I was confessing.

“Well … not so much a bit of a thing. More like a big thing!” Oh God. I suddenly felt nervous again.

“Okay!” AJ said with one eyebrow raised. “How big are we talking?”

I winced. “Like, I kind of know the names of all the big pros!”

“No way!” AJ said, excitedly.

I nodded. “I knew the names of all those guys before you told me!” I said, gesturing to the pictures of the shredded, competitive bodybuilders on AJ’s wall.

“You’re kidding!” AJ said. “Why didn’t you say?”

I pulled a face. “Well, ‘cause then you’d have questioned how I knew them! I guess I was worried you’d figure it out. That I was … turned on by bodybuilders!” I concluded, a little sheepishly.

And then his mouth curled into this big, gorgeous, mischievous grin. “Turned on, huh?” I blushed a little and nodded. “So … what is about them?” he asked.

I felt like laughing. Because it was such a fucking absurd question. “God! Erm … everything! Just, like, the look of a huge, shredded bodybuilder in competition. Pecs! Abs! Biceps! Seeing them on stage. Watching them flex! It just … does something to me! Just the thought of a bodybuilder makes me hard! Even just the WORD bodybuilder makes me hard!”

I’d never seen AJ look so excited. “Fuck!” he exclaimed. “I can’t believe this! I mean, I knew you liked my body, but not THAT much! I never would have guessed flexing would have turned you on either!”

“It doesn’t weird you out?” I asked, cautiously.

“FUCK NO!” he exclaimed. “God, I love that you feel that way about muscle!”

I couldn’t ever remember feeling happier than in that moment. I remember thinking how fucking perfect me and AJ were for each other.

“So, have you been with bodybuilders before?” AJ asked.

I scoffed. “NO! You don’t exactly get many gay bodybuilders waddling around!”

AJ was beaming and looked pleased with himself. “So, how was it feeling your first flexed bicep?” he cheekily said.

I grinned. “Fucking amazing!”

“Yeah?” he said. He looked down and gave a cheeky little flex again. I chuckled and gripped it, but the second I did, I wasn’t laughing anymore. Because I feeling AJ’s fully flexed bicep again and it was just as surreal, just as incredible and just as insanely horny as before. “Fuck!” I exclaimed as I gripped the ball of rock hard muscle. He growled and then giggled and relaxed.

“You know that was a first for me too earlier?” AJ said. I looked at him confused. “I’ve never sucked a guy’s cock before!” he confessed.

I cheekily grinned. I had known that already based on what AJ had told me about his one experience with a guy. The one from Scorpio’s who’d sucked him off in the shower.

“So … how was it?” I asked, teasingly.

“Fucking HORNY!” he exclaimed, with a tone of surprise. As if he hadn’t expected to like it so much. “Mmmm! In fact …” he said, with the sexiest and most mischievous expression, before shuffling his whole body down the bed.

I bit my lip and grinned as AJ’s head reached my groin. He gripped the base of my cock, which was suddenly becoming hard again, and placed his lips around the head with an insanely sexy, “Mmmmm!”

Within seconds I was rock hard again as AJ worked his mouth and tongue around my wet, throbbing cock, while squeezing the base. I groaned, sank my fingers into his soft hair, and placed my other hands on his thick, muscular back, digging my fingers into his soft, warm skin, and feeling the rock hard muscle bulging underneath.

And then we heard a rattling noise and the sound of the front door, my heart leapt into my throat and AJ suddenly stopped dead in his tracks. He looked up at me, slightly worried. Someone had come home.

“Fuck!” he said in a hushed tone, before his face softened into an excited and amused expression. Presumably at the notion that he was getting up to something with a boy while either his mum or step-dad was in the house.

I pulled an “eeeek” face and then grinned back at him. AJ let out an annoyed groan and quietly reshuffled back to my face.

“Sorry!” he whispered.

“It’s OK!” I whispered back, grinning. He put his head on my chest and we lay there holding each other.

With his head facing down, AJ reached for my cock again and gripped the base. I whimpered in response. He turned his head and looked up at me with a mischievous grin and he began to wank me off. I released a groan, and he quietly giggled and then shushed me.

“Wanna cum again?” he whispered to me.

“Yeah!” I whispered back.

AJ bit his lip, the sexiest expression on his face and continued to wank me off. I sunk my head into his neck and gripped on to his back. As I got closer to cumming I started releasing whimpers and groans. I couldn’t help it. He shushed me again and gently placed his hand over my mouth. I was completely trapped, under the weight of AJ’s huge muscular body and with his hand over my mouth. I was helpless. Completely at AJ’s mercy. I had no choice but to lie there and just endure the pleasure he was giving me.

“I wanna see you cum!” he whispered into my ear. I released a muffled groan under his hand as he plunged up and down on my cock. I whimpered and groaned into his hand, trying to be as quiet as I could and he gripped his palm and fingers tighter to suppress the noise as ropes of cum erupted from my cock and shot over both of our naked bodies.

Twenty Three

“You spunk so much!” AJ exclaimed, as I gripped onto him in post orgasmic bliss. “It’s like a bucket load every time!”

I giggled in response. “Mmmmm!” he said, before kissing me. He cleaned me up with a balled up t-shirt and sneaked off to the bathroom, flashing me a cheeky grin as he left.

I don’t really know what came over me in that moment, but I suddenly felt this overwhelming wave of emotion. It suddenly came to me that I’d never liked anyone as much I liked AJ. What we had, what I felt for him, even just being with him was amazing. More so than I could have ever imagined. I think it all just felt a bit much though, because my eyes were watering and I was sure that I was on the verge of tears. Maybe I was even a little scared?

“You OK?” AJ asked me as he came back to his bedroom.

“Yeah!” I replied, as if nothing was wrong. Because why would it be?

AJ perched on his bed, now in a pair of shorts and a vest, while I was still lying down completely naked. I felt vulnerable, but I kind of liked it. I felt like just fully giving into my emotions, and accepting that both AJ, and my feelings for him had this insane power over me. I was his, to do whatever he wanted with me. I gripped my arms around his waist and lay my head in his lap and he gently ruffled my hair. I could have probably just lay there like that all night.

And then a question came into my head. Was AJ feeling even half of what I was? I couldn’t be sure exactly, but I had a strong intuition that he was. There was something in the way he touched me, looked at me and kissed me.

“Wanna go down and say hello?” he asked, still playing with my hair.

“Mmmmm!” I replied, twisting my head up to look at him.

“I think it’s just my mum. Andy should be hope soon though!” And then his mouth curled into this mischievous, knowing grin and he cheekily raised one eyebrow. I smiled back and playfully rolled my eyes. I had a feeling he wasn’t going to let me forget my confession that I’d had a crush on his mum’s boyfriend in any sort of hurry.

I felt a giddy rush of adrenaline as I followed AJ down the stairs, him flashing me this excitable grin. It was like we were two naughty school boys again up to no good. Stealing bookmarks or making prank phone calls to our teacher. Even though I was on a high from the events of the afternoon, I was still a little nervous to see AJ’s mum again.

“Oh, hello, Noah!” she said, giving me one of her big, warm smiles that filled up half of her face. “What have you boys been up to?”

OH GOD!

AJ shot me a knowing smirk. I’m sure I blushed. “Just hanging out!” he replied.

“Does Noah want to stay for tea?”

I bit my lips and tried not to laugh. It was such an adorable offer though. I kind of loved AJ’s mum.

“Mum!” AJ groaned. “We’re not twelve!”

And I loved how embarrassed AJ got.

Mrs Jones tutted. “You’ll always be my little baby. No matter how big and muscly you get!” And then she looked at me and gave me a mischievous grin. Like she was getting a kick out of embarrassing him and letting me join in the fun.

“KILL ME NOW!” AJ replied. He rolled his eyes but he was still grinning. I was smiling too, while simultaneously being filled with the fuzziest feeling at watching AJ adorably squirm as his mum embarrassed him.

And then I heard the rattling of keys and my heart shot straight into my throat when I heard a deep voice and the front door closing.

“Andy’s home!” AJ said, animatedly. The cheekiest grin on his face. “You remember Andy, don’t you, Noah?”

You little fucking bastard!

I turned around and there he was. My first ever male crush, plus eight years and a couple of extra pounds. OK, his face was rounder and his midsection was bigger, and he was now in his early forties rather than his mid thirties, but the big, bald man in the leather gear in front of me was, undeniably, still rather fucking sexy. And much more so in the flesh than in the picture AJ had shown me on his phone the week before.

Andy nodded and said hello, seemingly unfazed that a mate AJ knew eight years ago was suddenly back in his life. AJ was giving me this sly smirk, clearly enjoying watching me squirm.

As Andy walked out of the room I couldn’t help but get a cheeky look at the thing which used to have a strange, overwhelming effect on the thirteen year old me; his big, meaty arse filling out his tight, creaking leather trousers. Granted, it was a little less pert than it used to be, but it was still very much there, filling out a pair of leather trousers (though presumably ones with a slightly bigger waist size). And it was still a pretty damn fucking horny sight to behold.

AJ was grinning at like crazy and shaking his head as he closed the bedroom door behind him. “What?!” I asked him.

“You still fancy Andy!” he exclaimed, clearly amused.

I shrugged and cheekily smirked at him. “It’s not my fault your mum has good taste in men!”

AJ let out a short, loud laugh. “That’s just WRONG!” he said, before grabbing my hand and leading me to his bed.

I sat down, and he climbed on top until he was lying flat on top of me. His huge, heavy muscle mass sinking into my body. “Are you trying to flatten me?” I quipped as I gripped on to his back.

“Oh, so now you don’t like the fact that I’m a pumped up bodybuilder?”

Fucking GRRRRR!!

“Cause your dick says something different! Are you ever NOT hard?!” AJ outrageously asked, wriggling his crotch against my now erect cock.

I was feeling brave. “I’ve got a huge, gorgeous bodybuilder lying on top of me. Of course I’m fucking hard!”

AJ giddily grinned at my compliment before going in for a kiss. “So I’m gorgeous?!” he said, his eyebrows twitching up and down.

I rolled my eyes. “Yep!” I said, feeling a little sheepish.

AJ grinned at me more. The most heart melting grin. Cheeky, mischievous and so fucking sexy.

“I think you know you are!” I said.

He playfully shrugged. “Mmmm. I guess I’m kinda hot!” he replied.

I giggled. “Cocky too!” I cheekily said.

“Oh, I’m definitely that! Especially when I’m flexing. Which you didn’t seem so bothered about earlier if I remember rightly!”

I rolled my eyes and giddily grinned at him.

“So …” AJ began, “this thing about you being turned on by bodybuilders ...”

Oh fuck!

“Hmmmm,” I replied, a little nervous, but mostly excited to be discussing my love for huge, flexing muscle freaks.

He bit his lip. “You said you like watching them flex?”

My heart fluttered and I cheekily grinned. “Yeah!”

“So, what would happen if I posed for you?”

OH MY FUCKING GOD!!

My cock juddered like crazy under the weight of AJ’s body. I open my eyes in excitement, then had a sudden urge to be playful. “Honestly? I’d probably cum in my boxers in twenty seconds flat!” I said, matter-of-factly.

AJ howled. “Fuck!” he said, looking excited. “Does it really turn you on that much?” he asked.

“Yep!” I replied.

He bit his lip and nervously looked at the door. Fuck! Was he thinking of doing it now? “I might have to put on a little show for you then!” he said.

JESUS FUCKING CHRIST!!

“Maybe when we’ve got the house to ourselves again, though?!” he suggested, pulling a cautious face. I felt a mini wave of disappointment, but couldn’t suppress my excitement at the thought of AJ posing for me. Whenever that might be.

“Then we can be as noisy as we want!” he said, raising his eyebrows.

FUUUUUCK!!

My whole body was buzzing with excitement. “Oh, I like that too, by the way!” I said. “Bodybuilders being noisy when they pose!”

AJ excitedly grinned at me more. “Yeah?” he said.

“Yep! Like … grunting and groaning!” I said, loving every second of sharing this information with AJ. “Huffing and puffing!” I continued.

AJ giggled. “I can do that!” he said.

“Maybe even a few shout and yells as you crank out a most muscular?” I added.

His eyes widened. “Hell yeah!”

There was a pause as we both just gazed at each other smiling. “Mmmmm!” he said, looking at me lovingly. “When did you get so cute?”

My heart fluttered. “So I’m cute?” I said.

AJ chuckled. “You know you are!”

I pulled a face. Not only did I not think of myself as cute but I rarely ever believed it when other people told me I was. Compliments like that always just sort of ricocheted off me. On the other hand, whenever people told me I wasn’t good looking, or cute, or just average, I very much believed what they were saying with conviction.

“Or maybe you don’t!” AJ said. “Which makes you even cuter!”

I gave AJ a coy grin, and then his lips met mine.

“You haven’t cum yet!” I said teasingly as I squeezed his back.

AJ bit his lips and pulled his face. “Hmmmm. Mum and Andy though!” I wrinkled my nose. “You can make it up to me next time,” he said. “After I’ve posed for you!”

A little later on and I was cuddled up to AJ with my head on his chest while we watched an episode of Dom and Cole In The Land of Ug. “You’re really cute with your mum, by the way!” I told him.

He released a playful groan in response. “So … now my mum’s embarrassed me in front of you, does this mean I get to talk to your mum?”

“Ugh! It’s not just that! I know what she’s like. She’ll go on and on about you. She makes such a big deal out of everything. And she’ll jump to all these conclusions. She’ll think you’re this mystery boyfriend she keeps accusing me of having!”

There was suddenly an awkward pause. Maybe it was because I’d said the word boyfriend.

“Why does she think that?” AJ asked. I couldn’t help but notice an ever so slight sense of fear in AJ’s voice. My stomach twisted. Was the idea of him being my boyfriend really that scary? And then I reminded myself that all of this was incredibly new for AJ. I was only the second guy he’d ever been with. Of course the idea of having an actual boyfriend was a scary notion for him.

“Erm … probably because I actually go out of the house!” I replied. “So of course she’s jumped to the conclusion that I’m seeing someone.”

“Well you kind of were seeing someone, to be fair!” AJ said, referring to Eddie. “And you kind of still are!” he added, giving me a squeeze. I looked up at him and he gave me a coy, little grin.

“Yeah, that’s the annoying thing. Her suspicions are usually right!”

AJ giggled. “Do you think you’ll see Eddie again?” My stomach twisted a little. Not if you don’t want me to, I felt like saying.

“Ummm … probably not!” I replied. AJ seemed to be trying to suppress a grin at my answer. “Maybe just as a friend?” I suggested.

AJ raised an eyebrow. “Is that really gonna happen though? I mean, you could tell him you just wanna be friends, but ...  I dunno, that’s not really an easy thing to do when you like someone!”

I looked at him and gave him a knowing grin. “I managed it! Although I did think you were completely off limits!” I added. The side of his mouth curled into a cute little grin.

“I’m just saying …” AJ began, “it’s very hard to be around you and not wanna cuddle the fuck out of you!”

My heart melted. It was one of the cutest things he’d said to me.

My phone vibrated in my pocket and reached to get it out. It was a text from Naomi.

“Hey. How’s The Cookie Monster?”

I chuckled and showed AJ my phone with the message. He let out a short, sharp laugh in response. “LOVE IT!” he said.

“She’ll be teasing me about that forever!” I told him.

“She won’t be laughing when you’re a shredded monster! GRRRRR!!” I grinned and shook my head.

“She wants to know if I’ve heard from you!” I said after we’d exchanged a few texts.

“Oh, right!” AJ replied. Fuck! There was something serious about the tone of AJ’s voice which made my chest tighten.

“Just, you know … since what happened Saturday!” I explained.

AJ looked a bit wary. Nervous, even. “What does she think happened?”

“Erm … I don’t think she knows about us!”

AJ nodded. I could tell he was trying to act cool, but not doing a very good job of it. Suddenly everything felt weird and serious and awkward.

“Would you rather me not tell her?” I asked. I suddenly felt a bit sick.

“Ummm … maybe just wait a bit?” he suggested. I could tell he was nervous about my reaction. I nodded, completely failing to hide my concern and disappointment.

“Sorry!” AJ said. “This is all just so new to me!” He looked so sincere in that moment. I could tell he was nervous, not just at the idea of someone knowing about us, but for fear of hurting my feelings.

And seeing this, suddenly telling Naomi what was happening between AJ and I didn’t seem to matter. “It’s okay! I get it!” I reassured him.

“Yeah?” he asked, warily. I gripped his waist, bought my face up to his and kissed him gently. “Mmmmm” he said, as my nose rubbed against his and the pang of disappointment that AJ wasn’t ready to tell anyone about us (whatever “us” was) fading and being replaced by an overwhelming feeling of euphoria that me and AJ were even an “us” in the first place.
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