The Best Night of My Life (musc)
by John D.
Part 1
Ten years ago, when I was 16 years old, something happened to me that completely changed my life. I grew up in a Southern town which was very Baptist and very conservative. I’m a small guy, about five feet seven and 120 pounds. I guess you could call me a computer nerd and I sure was a nerd in middle school and high school. But I’m pretty good looking, with blond hair and blue eyes and I had lots of friends in school.
As I entered puberty I started dating girls just like my friends were doing. I had a good time with the girls, but I didn’t find them sexually attractive at all. My friends were talking about their girl’s boobs and I could tell they were getting all hot with their bones getting hard under their pants. But not me. Boobs didn’t mean anything to me. Boobs were about as far as my friends got, because these were all Baptist girls and the farthest any guy, even the jocks, got was second base, maybe fondling a girl’s boobs and then beating off later after the date. Boobs didn’t interest me at all.
What attracted me sexually was muscular guys. Even when I was little, I remember staring at the big muscular arms some guys had. I loved to watch a guy’s pec and shoulder muscles twitch and flex. And when a guy had washboard abs I just about creamed in my pants, even before I was able to cream for real. I realized I was gay, gay for muscle. I had no muscle at all and I loved muscle. But in my town I could never admit it. I had to be straight. Everyone was straight. So I pretended to be straight.
I wasn’t sexually attracted to guys who looked like me. Little skinny guys like me didn’t attract me at all. And fat guys didn’t either. I liked muscle. Rock hard muscle. Muscle with no fat. God, I’m almost beating off right now just writing this.
In school I would watch the jocks and I loved it when they wore wife beaters and flexed their muscles at each other. I stood in the background, pretending to talk to a girl or something, but I was watching the jocks. Of course I had to be careful. I didn’t want any of them to know I was staring at their bodies. Even though I was terrible at athletics, I loved gym class. Because there you could see all that muscle in action, doing pullups, pushups, playing basketball or touch football. A lot of the little dorks hated gym class but not me. I tried to do pushups (I could do three) and pullups (one) and the jocks laughed at me and then did 50 pushups and 20 pullups. But I didn’t care. I got to see them, to be with them, and to watch their incredible muscles.
Of course these jocks were not my friends. But they weren’t bullies or anything either. And I had known several of them since elementary school so we would say hello to each other and stuff. They were at the top of the social order and I was below half way to the bottom. Not all the way at the bottom but no where near the top. So we weren’t friends. Their friends were the jocks. My friends were the dorks.
There was one guy who I had been lusting over since fourth or fifth grade. I had probably cum 100 times just thinking about his body, his muscles, his face. I always got a hard on when I saw him in school or in gym class. I wore extra baggy shorts in gym class and I had a little cock so I hoped nobody would see my hard on. His name was Mike Mazzarello. As you can tell from his name, he’s Italian. Mike has always been a jock. Even when he was a fourth grader he had muscles. His arms were very big and muscular for his age. He had wide shoulders that were capped with muscle. His pecs bulged out from his chest and he had incredible lats. His legs were big and strong and you could even see his calves bulge with muscle. All this as a fourth grader! And he had incredible ab muscles. He always had a six pack. Maybe he had some fat in first or second grade, but he sure hasn’t had any fat since fourth grade. Mike is made of muscle.
As Mike got older, he kept getting bigger and more muscular, even before he hit puberty. Then he hit puberty just before he turned 13 and he started lifting weights. And then his muscles really took off. It was like he had turned on a switch for fast muscle growth. I remember him bragging that he gained 40 pounds of muscle in one year, between the ages of 13 and 14. Fuck, I don’t think I have 40 pounds of muscle on my whole body.
When Mike and I were 16 and Juniors, he was the starting running back on our football team and he wrestled too. He was like Mr. Jock in school. He could date any girl he wanted. All the guys looked up to him. And I creamed in my pants almost every time I saw him. He was six feet one inches tall and weighed 230 pounds. He looked like an Italian stallion. He had short dark hair and brown eyes. His face was brutally handsome, with a strong jaw and cleft chin and wide cheekbones. He was the strongest guy on the football team. I knew he could bench 450 and curl 225. And he could squat with 500 pounds and deadlift 550. He was all muscle. He still had no fat on his body and his six pack was like a washboard with crevices and ridges and veins. Because he was Italian, he tanned easily and his skin was so gorgeous. Smooth tan skin covering muscles that bulged with fibers and veins. God I’m almost ready to cum again just thinking about him.
The fact that he would even say hello to me was incredible, but he always did. I guess since I had known him for so long he was nice to me. Most of the other jocks ignored me completely.
Well one day I was invited to a party on the Saturday night after a Friday football game. Of course I was at the game watching all the jocks, and Mike had scored six of the seven touchdowns for our team. He was so much stronger than the players on the other team. He just ran through them like they were little insects. He also played linebacker and smashed the other team’s linemen out of the way as he moved in to crush their quarterback. He sacked their quarterback eight times and hit their running backs so hard they sometimes flew through the air before they hit the ground. Mike was the hero of the game. We won 49-0. My cock was hard during the whole game. I was invited to the party by a girl I had dated a couple of times who knew the girl who owned the house. It turned out the owner girl’s parents were out of town, so it was going to be all kids at the house. It was a big party. There must have been over 100 kids there. And they were serving beer! I had only drunk a few beers in my life but I grabbed one and started drinking as I walked around talking to the kids. I felt pretty good after that one beer, so I grabbed a second one. Then I saw something and I almost froze. It was Mike! He was there at the party! I had never seen Mike at a social function. Of course, all the social functions I went to were for dorks. Mike went to the functions for jocks. But there he was.
He was wearing a white wife beater that showed off his tan incredibly muscular torso. His arms looked like big pieces of muscular meat hanging down from his broad, muscular shoulders. He was talking to a couple of girls, who were eyeing him with lust. Once in awhile, one of the girls would touch his arm and he would flex a little so she could feel his hard muscle. I started drinking my beer faster. I was so excited to see Mike. He was drinking a beer also and he was drinking a lot faster than I was. He chugged down one beer and grabbed another. In a matter of 15 minutes, he had drunk three beers.
Meanwhile, I was getting drunk on just my two beers and I moved closer and closer to Mike, sort of circling him. I pretended to look for other people and I talked to a couple of them, but I was really looking at Mike. A couple of times he looked over and me and caught me looking at him. Then he looked back at the girls and I sighed with relief. I got another beer. Mike was having more beer too. I don’t know how many he had, but I could tell he was getting a little drunk. I was feeling a little tipsy so I went over and sat down on the couch which luckily was in a place where I could still see Mike. Of course my little cock was rock hard.
Then all of a sudden, Mike turned away from the girls, walked over to the couch and sat down right next to me. “How ya doin’ John?” he said, as he reached out his huge muscular hand. I grabbed his hand and was amazed at the thickness and hardness of his fingers. He wrapped his huge hand around mine and squeezed, not very hard but hard enough to let me feel a little bit of his awesome power. He shook a couple of times and let go. I was speechless. “Well?” he asked, looking me in the eyes with his beautiful brown Italian stallion eyes. “I’m fine, Mike. “How about you?” He smiled. “Oh, I’m doin’ great. I put on another five pounds of muscle. I’m getting so fuckin’ strong.” He curled up his forearm and flexed his bicep and forearm, not more than six inches from my face! “Gettin’ huge!” he said. “Wow!” I said as I looked at his massive muscle. “Feel it John. Go ahead, feel it.” I had looked at Mike’s bicep thousands of times and I had never felt it. Now he was letting me feel it. I placed my hand on his bicep and pressed in with my fingers. Then I immediately jerked my hand away. I had never felt human flesh that was so big and so hard! I was stunned by how hard that muscle was. It was like rock. Warm hard rock. He smiled. “You gotta feel it better than that!” he said as he looked at my tiny fingers. I reached up and grabbed his bicep. I even used two hands. I tried to squeeze the muscle but it was so hard I couldn’t make a tiny dent. Veins were covering the shredded muscle and I could see the muscle fibers flexing under his thin tan skin. “Oh my god,” I said. “Your muscle is so hard. It’s so big and so hard.” He grinned. “Oh yeah, real big, real hard. All my muscles are big and hard. Here, check out my abs.” He pulled up his wife beater and flexed his abs. My eyes got wide as I saw those muscles flex like corrugated iron. Without him even saying anything, I rubbed my fingers over those abs, feeling every crevice and bulge of rock hard muscle. “Oh fuck, they’re like rocks. They’re so hard! So fucking hard!” I gasped.
He grinned again and then grabbed my hard cock with his hand. “Harder than this, I bet,” he said. I looked him in the eyes and gulped. What was he doing? “I bet my abs are harder than your cock,” he said as he slowly let go of my cock. “You wanna see if my abs are harder than your cock? I saw you checking out my muscles, John. Shit, you’ve been checking out my muscles for years. You think you’ve been hiding it but you’re not hiding it from me. And now I just thought of something. You see those girls over there? I’ve dated every one of ‘em. You think they give me any head? You think they let me fuck ‘em? Fuck no! They’re all fuckin’ Baptists! Fuck, I’m still a virgin! Can you believe that John? Here I am, six one, 235 pounds of muscle and I’m still a virgin in this fuckin’ town. But I was thinking. I bet you’d love to suck my cock. It’s big, John, just like my muscles. It’s about 10 inches and it’s real thick. I bet you’d love to rub your little cock on my hard abs. I bet you’d love to feel how much harder my abs are than your cock. I bet you’d love to rub your little fingers all over my muscles. I bet you’d love to suck my big cock. And I bet you’d love it if I fucked you. You could feel all my muscles while I rammed my huge dick up your cute little bubble ass. Oh yeah, that sounds like fun! I think we’d both have a very good time. Whaddya think John?” He grabbed my hand, flexed his huge thigh and started rubbing my fingers across his huge thigh muscles. I was so happy I could barely talk. “Oh yeah! Oh yeah!” I blurted out.
Mike let go of my hand and looked me in the eyes. “I’ve always kind of liked you John. You’re not a jock or anything but you’re a nice guy. And you got a real nice little ass. Did you know you had a nice little ass, John?” He laughed. “Here you were lookin’ at my muscles and I was lookin’ at your ass! Plus you’re kinda cute. Blue eyes. Blond hair. Pretty little face. You’re cuter than half of the girls in this fuckin’ town. I’m gonna love it when your pretty little mouth sucks my cock. I gonna love fuckin’ your cute little ass.” Mike was kind of drunk and he was telling me things I never dreamt I would hear. Did he really mean what he said or was he just drunk? I didn’t care. I wanted to hug him right there.
Mike stood up and said “Follow me.” I looked around and saw that none of the kids were paying any attention to us. I jumped up and followed Mike. He grabbed three more beers and gave one to me. We walked down the hall and into a bedroom “This is the girl’s brother’s room. He was on the football team last year and he’s in college now. Good friend of mine. So the room is empty now, and look, he put a lock on the door.” Mike closed the door and locked it.
I looked around the room. It looked like a typical jock boy’s room, with lots of sports trophies and pictures of the kid and his teammates. The kid’s name was Kevin. I knew who he was but since he was two years older than me or Mike I never talked to him. I saw a picture on the wall of Kevin, Mike and two other boys. They were on the beach in their board shorts standing in front of the camera and kind of flexing their lats and abs and pecs. Mike was way bigger and more muscular than any of the other boys. I pointed at the picture and said, “God, you’re so much bigger than Kevin and he’s two years older than you!” Mike grinned. “Yeah, that pic was taken last summer. I was only 15 but I was heavier and stronger than any of those guys. I could bench 375 and Kevin could only bench 250. I was way stronger than him and all those other guys. And they were all 17. And now I got 40 more pounds of muscle on this body and I can bench 475. I’m so fuckin’ strong!” I gasped as I looked at the picture and then over at Mike’s body.
Mike grinned at me and ripped off his wifebeater. “Whaddya think, little man?” he said as he flexed his huge arms for me. “Oh fuck!” I gasped as I ran up to him and wrapped my little hands around his huge arms. I rubbed my little hands over his massive rock hard biceps and triceps, his huge forearms and his gigantic delt muscles, muscles that I had worshipped for years. And now I was touching them! Now I was feeling them! The muscles were covered with veins and I could feel the flexing fibers under his beautiful tan skin. I moaned in total erotic bliss. Mike let me do this for over a minute. He knew I loved his muscles and he wanted me to touch them, to feel them. I think he liked me worshipping his muscles. Then he put down his arms and wrapped his huge right hand under my little bubble butt. He lifted me up and looked me in the face. “So fuckin’ cute,” he said as he gazed into my sky blue eyes. Then he reached his left hand around the back of my head and kissed me, holding my face against his face with his huge hand. He kissed me hard and jammed his huge tongue into my mouth as he kissed and kissed. I kissed him back. I could taste his saliva. I reached up and felt his face, so manly, so handsome. He had black stubble growing out, hard black stubble that only true men have. I rubbed my fingers over his cheeks as we kissed. We kissed for almost a minute. I was beside myself with joy. Then he put me down and ripped off my shirt with one jerk of his huge arm. Then he unzipped me and stripped off my pants. He grabbed my boxers and ripped them off too. He was so strong! He took off his pants and ripped off his own boxers. We were now naked, standing before each other. He grabbed a beer and chugged down about half the can. I took a few sips out of my can as I stared at his body.
Part 2
Mike’s cock was hard and it was massive. It was twice as long as my little five inch cock - which had been hard since the minute I saw Mike - and it was at least three times as thick. I stood there in disbelief as I stared at Mike’s huge muscular body and his big hard cock. I couldn’t believe I was in the same room with this huge muscular boy, the boy I had been lusting over since fourth grade. Mike finished his beer and put down the can, “That’s my sixth beer,” he said. “I gotta take a piss.” He walked to the side of Kevin’s room and opened a door. It was a private bathroom, just for Kevin’s room. He walked up to the toilet and lifted the lid. “Fuck, it’s gonna be hard to hit the fuckin’ toilet when I’m so hard, “ he said as he stroked his rock hard cock. His cock was so hard it was pointed straight up, almost hitting his abs. He started to piss and the piss gushed out in a huge stream like a fire hose. It went way up, way above his head and then landed in the toilet splashing the water. “I got good aim,” he laughed as the piss gushed out like it was from a hose pointed up and then splashed into the toilet. I couldn’t believe how much piss he had in his body. It kept gushing. Finally he was done. He stepped away from the toilet. “Your turn,” he said. My cock was hard too and my piss went up, but only about a quarter of the way Mike’s piss did. And I only had about a quarter of the piss he did even though that was about my maximum. He was a big boy and he could drink lots of beer and make lots of piss.
While I was pissing Mike rubbed his big hand on my little ass. “So cute,” he said. Then he pressed his huge cock against my butt. He had to squat a little because he was six inches taller than me. He rubbed his cock on my butt and kind of moaned. It was hard to me to hit the toilet with all this going on. But I didn’t tell him to stop. It felt so good feeling his cock on my little butt. Finally I finished pissing. Mike picked me up by the shoulders and put me down in front of the mirror. Then he stood right next to me.
I gasped as I looked at our bodies and Mike smiled. “I think I’m a little bigger than you,” he said. “A little bigger! You’re huge! You outweigh me by 115 pounds! And you’re solid muscle. Look how wide your shoulders are. They’re like a foot wider than mine. Look at all the fucking muscle on those shoulders. It’s like you have two big cannonballs of muscle up there. Your neck is so thick with muscle. It’s as big as your head. You can blast your head into a guy smashing him to the ground, your neck muscles are so big ans strong. And your traps. They bulge up from your neck to your shoulders. So fucking big. So fucking strong. And look at your fucking pecs. They’re like huge balls of muscle. I can’t believe those muscles can bench 475 pounds. Those muscles are so big. So strong!” I was going wild looking at Mike’s body and talking about it. He was grinning. He liked it. His abs looked incredible and he wasn’t even flexing them. “And look at your fucking abs! They’re like bricks! They’re like rocks!” I rubbed my hands on his abs and moaned as I felt the rock hard muscle. “They’re so fucking hard!” I said. He turned to me. “Let’s see if my abs are harder than your cock,” he said. He squatted down a little bit and pushed me inside his huge flexing legs. He pressed me towards him, against his huge cock. ‘Okay, push your cock into my abs. Let’s see what’s harder.” I reached down and pushed down my cock so it was aimed at his abs. Then I pushed it forward and I felt like my little dick was hitting a brick wall. My cock bent as it hit the rock hard muscle. Mike laughed. “Not even close,” he said. “My turn.” He stood up and lowed his cock with his hand. It was aimed at my flabby little gut. I could do only five situps and I had no abs at all. Then he pushed his cock into my gut and that huge monster pushed itself deep inside my gut. It didn’t bend at all. My gut was bending. His dick was much harder than my gut. Mike was so strong that he probably could have pushed that huge thing right through my weak ab muscles into my spine, breaking my skin and tearing through all my organs. “I think my cock is stronger than your abs,” he said grinning.
Then he reached behind me with both hands and lifted me up by my butt. “Hold my shoulders,” he said. I grabbed onto his huge shoudlers and felt the muscles bulge and flex under my fingers. Then he lifted me up and started rubbing my cock over his hard abs. He was lifting me up and down and my cock was feeling the corrugated washboard of his abs. I had loved Mike’s abs so much and now my cock was feeling every one of them. “Oh god,” I purred. “That feels so good.” Mike lifted me up and down faster. I started moaning in pleasure. I rubbed my hands over his massive shoulders and arms as he lifted me up and down like a feather. And my cock was rubbing over his abs, the muscles I had lusted over for years. I started panting and moaning. I was in total erotic ecstasy. Then I came, shooting load after load of cum on Mike’s rock hard ab muscles. He grinned as he watched my face as he continued lifting me up and down as I came. After I had finished cumming, he gently put me down. “I thought you’d like that.” I stuttered, “Oh fuck. Oh fuck. Oh fuck. That was the best orgasm I have ever had.” I stood on my tiptoes and kissed him on the lips. He grabbed my hand and put it on his abs. “Rub your cum into my abs. I bet you’d like that too. I can see my body makes you very hot.” I rubbed my cum into his hard abs, mixing it in with his sweat. I just couldn’t believe this was happening to me.
“Now it’s my turn,” he said as he stroked his giant cock. He turned me back to the mirror and said, “Flex your arms.” I flexed my tiny arms, which looked like sticks even though I was trying to flex my biceps. Mike stood behind me and flexed his huge arms behind mine. “You’re like a little girl next to me. Look at my fuckin’ guns. They’re so huge and strong! Your arms are so puny! My arms are so big! So strong! And look at my traps! My shoulders! They’re so fucking strong! Look at my chest. It’s huge! Look at those fuckin’ pecs. Look at those fuckin’ lats. God I’m so fucking big and strong! Look at my fucking body!” I nodded my head and moaned as I watched his huge guns flex behind me and his gigantic shoulder and chest muscles bulge. “You’re fucking incredible, Mike. I’ve loved your body since we were in fourth grade. I’ve watched you grow every year. I’ve watched you get huge. I’ve watched you get so strong. I watched you last night when you hit those guys and knocked ‘em down like they were toothpicks! I love your body Mike! I love your huge fucking body!” I was gasping. He spun me around to face him. “Oh yeah? Well show me! Lick my guns. Lick my pecs. Lick my muscles. Feel my huge muscles. Talk about my muscles. Talk about how big and strong they are! And then suck my cock! You’re gonna get me so turned on I’m gonna face fuck you and have my best orgasm too! Then I’m gonna fuck your ass and have an even a better orgasm! We’re gonna fuck and fuck and fuck!” Mike was totally excited. I realized that Mike really liked me worshipping his body, touching his muscles, talking about his muscles, talking about his overwhelming power. Even though he was amazingly genetically gifted, he had worked hard to build up his muscles to the huge and strong monsters that they were. And he obviously liked his body. He liked being big and strong. He loved me worshipping him. I bet no girl ever worshipped him the way I was doing it. Mike was giving me complete ecstasy and I now I was going to give ecstasy to him.
Mike flexed his right arm and I jumped at it. My mouth was open, like I was going to devour a big steak. I started licking his huge bicep while I was feeling his delts and lats and abs with my hands. “Oh, Mike. You’re like a god. I can taste your muscles. I can feel the hard fibers on my tongue. I can taste your sweat. Oh, oh, oh.” I was moaning in pleasure. “Your muscles are so strong. You delts are so thick. I can feel the cords of muscle. I can only imagine the power that muscle has. The power to hit a big football player and lift him into the air. The power to lift huge weights. You have so much power in your muscles! Oh my god they’re so big and so strong!” Mike was now moaning in pleasure too. He was looking at his body in the mirror as I licked it and caressed it.
Then I dropped down and started licking his balls. “God, your balls are so big. They’re so fucking big! And I know they’re full of cum. Full of genetically superior muscle cum. Muscle cum that could make a million huge, muscle boys. Huge muscle boys that would rule the world. You’re one in a million Mike. You are such a fucking stud!” Mike was moaning louder. I put a ball in my mouth and sucked and licked it. He was squirming and moaning.
Then I stood up and started licking his pecs. His pecs were enormous, huge mounds of muscle several inches thick. The muscle was striated and so cut. I just couldn’t believe how much muscle Mike had in his pecs. “Oh God, your pecs are so huge. They’re so thick. So hard. Oh yeah, flex and unflex them. Oh yeah, they get so hard when you flex. Like rocks. Then when you unflex they’re like hard putty. They’re not soft. They’re still hard, but I can push in with my tongue. I can push in with my fingers. I can feel how thick they are. I can feel how strong they are. You have so much power in this muscle. I can’t believe a boy can be so strong! I can’t believe a boy can be so big and so strong!” Mike was moaning louder and louder. I moved my mouth down to his right nipple as started licking and sucking. And I was feeling his huge pecs with my hands. He was flexing and moaning louder and louder. I bit his nipple gently and then rubbed my lips around it. He was now almost roaring in utter bliss.
Then I dropped down and started licking his cock. It was rock hard and it was so big and thick. I never dreamed a boy could have such a huge cock. I licked and licked, fondling his cock head and the sides of his cock with my little tongue. Mike had almost lost control by now. He started thrusting his hips and roared louder and louder. But I wanted to get him even hotter. I dropped down and started licking his legs. His legs were enormous. Huge thick oak trees of muscle. Powerful, strong muscle. “Oh God, your legs are so big. And they’re so hard. I can’t believe you have so much muscle in your legs. I saw you run into those football players and just mow ‘em down like they were little twigs. I can feel the huge slabs of muscle. Huge slabs of rock hard muscle! Your legs are so strong! And your calves. I’m feeling your calves. Oh God, they’re so big. Cut to shreds. So hard. So strong. Oh God your legs are incredible! I’m feeling all the hard fibers on your fucking legs. You’re a fucking god, Mike. You’re a fucking god!”
His body was now twisting and turning and his huge cock was swinging back and forth as he roared and moaned in utter erotic bliss. He was hot beyond belief. I moved my head up and started licking his cock again. He was wild, now almost yelling in a sexual frenzy. I put his cock in my mouth and licked and sucked it as hard as I could. He started yelling and smashed the thing down my throat. He started thrusting his hips. Instantly he started cumming. He fucked me wildly, thrusting and cumming and yelling. Gush after gush of cum spurted out of his huge cock down my throat as he thrust and thrust and thrust with all the power of his huge muscles. His cumming must have lasted over two minutes. I loved having Mike’s big cock down my throat. I loved feeling his hard muscles as he fucked me so wildly.
Finally he was finished. He slowly pulled out his huge cock. Then he picked me up and kissed me hard on the face. “That was the best fuck I’ve ever had,” he said. He looked at his huge right hand. “Your tongue and your mouth are way better than my hand.” Then he rubbed his fingers lovingly over my face as he looked into my blue eyes.
Part 3
Mike picked me up off the floor and carried me back into Kevin’s bedroom. He threw me on the bed and then jumped on top of me. I grabbed his huge shoulders and he spun me around. Then I grabbed his lats and he spun again. He started grabbing me too. We wrestled on the bed like two 10 year old kids, feeling each other’s bodies as we twisted and turned and looked at each other and felt each other. The big strong muscle kid wrestling the puny little wimp. We were laughing and playing. It was so much fun. After several minutes of this, Mike pinned me to the bed, holding my arms down with his huge hands. I stared up at his face. I looked at his big brown eyes, his strong jaw, his short dark hair. “Your face is so good looking, so handsome. You look like a real man, Mike. You have such a strong jaw. Your cheeks are wide and strong. Your eyes are gorgeous. You skin is so tan. You have lots of dark whiskers. Fuck, I only shave once a week and you gotta shave every day. Your face is so manly. So handsome. And your neck is so thick and muscular. Oh god, Mike. You are such a man.” He smiled at me. “Yeah, I look like a man, a real man. But you’re cute. Real cute. I love your blond hair, your blue eyes, your cute little face. You’re real cute John.” He dropped down and gave me a big kiss as he rubbed his huge pecs on my little chest. He rubbed his rough black whiskers on my dainty little cheeks. We were both rock hard again.
He put his hand under my ass and bounced me up and down on the bed. “You got a real nice ass, John. Sometimes I’d look at your little bubble but and wonder what it would be like to fuck your little ass. I can’t fuck any girls in this fucking town so I was wondering what it would be like to fuck you. And now I’m gonna do it! My cock is so hard. It’s ready to fuck!” I looked at his huge hard cock and opened my mouth as I saw again how big and thick it was. “But I don’t want to hurt you John. I’m gonna go in Kevin’s bathroom and find some Vaseline or something. And then I’ll be real gentle. I’ll be real gentle when I put it in. But once it’s in, watch out! Then I’m gonna be rough! I like to play rough John. I always play rough.”
He got up, grabbed his other beer and drank most of it down. I took a few sips from my beer. He went into the bathroom and came out with a bottle of baby oil and a big jar of Vaseline. “I bet Kevin used this a lot when he was beating off,” Mike laughed. “I know he never fucked anybody. And he didn’t have you like I do. You’re mine, John. You’re all mine.” I was so proud and happy when Mike said that. I was his. All his. And I loved it.
I was laying on my back on the bed and Mike kneeled and pushed his legs under my butt. Then he poured some baby oil and smeared some Vaseline into my ass and pushed in with two of his big fingers. Then he poured some oil and smeared Vaseline on his cock, which was rock hard. “Tell me if it hurts,” he said. He pushed his cock into my ass about an inch. “Okay?” he said. He was being so nice to me. He could have jammed that whole thing in in one thrust, but he didn’t. “Yeah,” I said. “Gimme more.” He pulled out and then pushed in another inch. “More, Mike, more,” I said. I like the feeling of his huge cock ramming up my ass. He pulled out and when in another inch. Now it hurt a little but I wanted it. I wanted all that cock up my ass. “More! More cock!” I said. He pushed in again, now four inches. “God that thing is so big. So hard. How does my ass feel on your cock?” Mike grinned. “It feels real good. Real tight. Real sexy. You ready?” I moaned and nodded my head. I had my hands wrapped around Mike huge shoulders and arms, feeling his gigantic rock hard muscles as he slowly rammed his cock into me inch by inch. He jammed the huge weapon in another inch, maybe two. Now it was more than half way in. “Oh god, Mike. Your dick is so big. It’s only halfway in! It’s so thick! It’s so hard! And your muscles! They’re so big, so hard. I love being covered by your huge muscles and getting fucked by your huge cock. Gimme more. I want more of your cock!” I was rubbing my hands all over his body and I was panting in absolute bliss. He pulled out, rubbed on some more Vaseline on his cock and into my ass and then pushed it in even further. “More, more!” I yelled.” Now I was beyond the pain threshold. I was in pure joy. I had the muscle boy of my dreams on top of my body ramming his gigantic cock up my ass. I wanted more of Mike. I wanted all of Mike. I wanted all of Mike’s incredible cock! He pushed in further. “Oh fuck, that feels so good,” he murmured “Your ass is so sexy. So tight. Oh, oh,” I was beyond myself with lust. “Gimme all your cock. I want it all! I want all of you Mike. I want all of that huge thing up my ass. Push it in Mike. Push it all the way in. I want your muscles! I want your cock! I want all of you Mike. All of you!” He pulled out and jammed his cock all the way into my ass. I had ten inches of thick rock hard cock up my ass as I felt his bulging musles. “Oh fuck, oh fuck, oh fuck!” I yelled. “Give it to me Mike! Give it to me! Give me all of you!’
He yelled and he started fucking me wildly. The gentle part was over. Now Mike was all man. All big tough, muscular man, fucking his little cutie with his huge manly cock. He fucked me wildly, bucking up and down and jamming his cock in and out of my ass. I was holding on to his muscles, feeling them flex and twitch and buzz with enormous power as he fucked and fucked and fucked. My cock was rock hard. He started panting and fucking faster. Then he let out a huge roar and shot a huge blast of cum up my ass. He yelled again and came again and again. I reached down and grabbed my own cock and I immediately came, splashing cum on my stomach. We both came and came and came. This fuck was better than my last one. Having Mike’s huge cock in my virgin ass gave me the best fuck ever.
Finally Mike stopped thrusting, but he did not take his cock out of my ass. He dropped down on my body and started squirming on top of me, squirming his still-hard cock inside my ass. I felt his muscles flex and bulge as he completely covered me with his massive body. “Fuck, that was so good,” he gasped. “It still feels good. I don’t want to take my cock out of your ass. It feels so fucking good.” He squirmed and I felt his muscles on top of me. I was in total sex heaven, having Mike’s cock inside my ass and having his huge muscular body squirming on top of me. He gave me a kiss. And then another one. He wrapped his arms around me and hugged me as he was still fucking me with his still hard cock. We stayed together like that for 10 minutes, two boys having the best sex of their lives.
Finally he pulled out. He laid down next to me on the bed. We touched each other’s bodies and looked into each other’s eyes. “I want another blow job,” he said. “You make me so horny.” I grabbed his cock which immediately got hard in my hand. Then we heard a knock on the door. “Who’s in there?” yelled a female voice. We both froze. Finally Mike said. “I’m just going to the bathroom. I’ll be out in a sec.” There was a pause. Finally the voice said “Okay,” and she moved away. “We gotta get outta here. We can go out the window,” said Mike. We jumped up out of bed. Mike put the baby oil and Vaseline back in the bathroom. I straightened up the room and I grabbed our torn clothes. I had no shirt or boxer shorts. Mike had rippecd them off my body. They were just ripped fabric. Mike had no boxer shorts either. He tore his off too, ripping them in half. I grabbed the destroyed clothes. We put on our pants and shoes and Mike put on his wifebeater. Then he glugged down the last of his beer. We left the cans. Then he looked me in the eyes and said, “Meet me at football practice tomorrow.” I nodded. “The whole offensive line couldn’t keep me away.” Mike opened the window and we both climbed out. He closed the window and we both scrambled across the grass, heading to our houses.
I got home and flopped on my bed, almost in disbelief as to what had just happened to me. I couldn’t believe it was really true. I couldn’t believe I had just had sex with Mike. I couldn’t believe I touched his muscles. I couldn’t believe I felt his cock. I just couldn’t believe what had happened. It was the best night of my life.
Part 4
The next day I wore some clothes that I thought Mike would like. I wore a nice polo shirt and some shorts that really showed off my tight little bubble butt. My butt actually felt fine after Mike’s fucking. He didn’t hurt me at all. And I wanted another fuck. I wanted lots more fucks from Mike. I saw Mike a couple of times at school. He was wearing a tight white tee shirt that showed off his huge torso and some shorts that could hardly circle his huge thighs. I looked at his muscles and thought about how I had touched every one of them the night before. But he never looked at me. He talked to his jock friends and the girls, just like he always did. I even went past him once and he didn’t even look at me. It was like I wasn’t there. Oh my god, I thought. Maybe he was just drunk last night. Maybe he doesn’t even remember what we did. Maybe it was just a one night stand. Maybe he doesn’t even like me. A couple tears went down my cheeks.
But I went to football practice. I went there a lot to see the jocks, so me being there wasn’t unusual at all. There were some other kids too, mainly girls, cheerleaders and other hot girls, who had come to see the big jocks practice. Mike and the team came out of the locker room and jogged onto the field. They were all wearing their full uniforms and helmets. Mike ran close to the sidelines, near where we were standing. As he approached me, he turned to me and winked! He winked! I could see his wink inside the helmet. Then he turned away and ran with the team. My cock stood straight up. In a second my cock stood straight up under my shorts. He winked at me! He hadn’t forgotten! It wasn’t a one night stand! Mike winked at me!
I watched Mike practice with the team. He was very aggressive today. When he was carrying the ball, he ran right through the defensive players, knocking them over like they were nothing. One time two of them hung on to his body and he still charged ahead. And once he rammed his shoulder right into a defensive guy who wasn’t even trying to tackle him – the guy was scared by now – and smashed the guy to the ground. On defense he was an animal. He blasted the players into the air and threw them on the ground. He smashed his shoulder so hard into their chests that they flew into the air and crashed. I heard one of them say, “You drank too many Red Bulls, Mike!” as he hobbled away. I got the feeling that Mike was showing off for me. He wanted me to see just how strong and dominant he was. And he was the strongest, most dominant player on the team, beyond a doubt. I watched his incredible body as it smashed the other players. My cock was rock hard.
Near the end of the practice Mike threw his foot into the air and his shoe came flying off. “Gotta fix my shoe,” he yelled to the coach as he ran over to the sidelines, right next to where I was standing. He put on his shoe and said quietly, “Meet me after practice at Sixth and Conner. I’ll take a shower and meet you there.” I looked at Mike’s hot, sweaty body and said, “Don’t take a shower. I want you all hot and sweaty.” Mike grinned. “Oh yeah!” he whispered loudly as he finished tying his shoe and ran back onto the field. I could hardly wait for the practice to be over.
Practice was soon over and the team ran into the locker room. I walked over to Sixth and Conner, which was about six blocks from the School. I got to the corner and turned around. Mike was running up to me. My mouth dropped open as I saw his body. He was covered with sweat and his tan skin was a little red. He was totally pumped, very hot and sweaty. He ran up to me and stopped about two feet from me. Sweat was dripping off his body. His muscles were all pumped and hard, with fibers and veins showing everywhere. He wasn’t wearing a shirt, just his shorts that could barely contain his huge legs and his sneakers. He grinned. “I almost beat you,” he said laughing. He must have ripped off his uniform, thrown on his shorts and sneakers and run to where I had walked. He body was literally buzzing with strength and muscle. And of course my cock was rock hard. I reached over to feel his hot steamy abs. But he pushed my hand away. “No touching the merchandise in public,” he said.
Then he looked me in the eyes. “I’ve dated tons of girls and none of ‘em turns me on the way you turn me on, John. I could hardly sleep last night. My cock was hard the whole night. Fuck, I don’t know if I’m gay or straight or bi or what. But I want to be with you John. I want to be with you all the time. But think about the town we live in John. It’s full of Baptists and they hate gays. I wanna get a football scholarship. I wanna dominate all the guys on college teams, just like I do now. Did you like the practice? I was showing off for you John. I was showing off how much bigger and stronger I am than all those other guys. But those guys can’t know I might be gay. Did you notice I didn’t even look at you today? I wanted to look, but I knew if I did my cock would get hard. I would want to grab your little butt, just like I want to do now. I know your cock was hard all day ‘cause you were looking at me as much as you could. But you always did that. You always looked at me. And your cock always got hard. But you hide it pretty well. Except from me.”
I wanted to hug him so much. I didn’t know what to say. He continued. “So I thought of a plan. You’re gonna be my tutor. Lots of jocks have tutors ‘cause most of us aren’t that smart. Plus we spend all our time working out with weights and practicing and partying so we don’t have time for studying. So we need little guys like you for tutors. I’m actually not that dumb, but I’d like to raise my grades a little, maybe even get a few A’s. So you’re gonna tutor me in Math and Science and maybe other stuff. We’ll take classes together and I’ll sit in front of you and stretch and flex my guns and just drive you crazy.” He grinned. I was looking at his beautiful masculine face and his hot sweaty body. I looked at his arms, his chest, his abs. They were all dripping with sweat. My tongue came out of my mouth I so much wanted to touch his body, to lick his sweat. Mike saw me looking at his body. He looked around and stretched his huge arms overhead. Then he brought them down and flexed his massive biceps. They were so hot and sweaty and ripped. Then he said, “Yeah, I’d stretch like this in class, right in front of you, my little tutor. I know it would drive you crazy, but in a good way. You could think about touching and licking those muscles after school. Every day. We’d fuck every day.” He looked around again. “Okay, one touch.” I reached out and ran my hands over his huge arms and then across his pecs down to his abs, those hard bricks of muscle that were so hot and so hard and so covered with his jock boy sweat. “In five minutes you’re gonna be able to feel my whole body, John. You’re gonna be able to feel all my hot muscles. You’re gonna be able to lick all the sweat off my muscles. I kept ‘em all hot and sweaty for you, ‘cause I know you really like hot muscles and sweat. You really like my jock sweat. I made a lot of it today for you. And you’re gonna feel my big cock right down your little throat and up your little bubble butt.” I looked him in the eyes and nodded my head feverishly. I wanted him so much. “Let me finish, John. So you’ll be my tutor. You’ll be tutoring me many hours in my house or your house. Except we’ll spent 15 minutes tutoring and an hour fucking. We can fuck all the time, John! But we can’t let anyone know we’re fucking each other. I’ll keep dating girls once in awhile, but not as much. I’ll say hello to you at school, just like I always did. And you can look at me, just like you always did. But that’s it. No touching in school. We’re just jock and tutor. How’s that sound?”
Now I really wanted to hug him. “Oh my god, I can’t believe it!” I said. “It’s a dream come true. I want to hug you right now. I want to grab your big hard sweaty body and pull it into me!” He grinned. “Yeah, I know you do. We can go to my house. It’s only two blocks away. My parents won’t be home from work for another hour and a half. You can grab me as much as you want.”
So we walked quickly to Mike’s house. I wanted to run but Mike insisted we walk. Just like two friends walking down the sidewalk. He opened the door and led me into his room. My mouth dropped open as I looked around the room. Mike had three times as many trophies and pictures as Kevin had. And Mike was always the biggest and strongest boy in all the pictures. He had some weights on the floor, several pairs of dumbbells, and some of them looked pretty heavy. I could hardly wait to feel his muscles as he lifted those weights. I turned around and looked at Mike, who was grinning at me as I checked out his total jock boy room. His body was still dripping with sweat and his muscles were still pumped and rippling. He ripped off his shorts and shoes and I ripped off my own clothes. I ran over and gave him a huge hug, barely managing to wrap my little arms around his huge chest. He bent down and kissed me. I buried my face between his huge sweaty pecs as I felt his abs.
“Oh Mike, oh Mike, oh Mike,” I murmured. I was almost sobbing with joy as I felt his huge muscles and rubbed my face on his big hot sweaty pecs. My cock was rock hard and so was his. Finally I let go of his huge body, although it was hard. I could have held on to him for hours. I took another look around his room. There were three sets of dumbbells on the floor. My eyes immediately focused on the heaviest dumbbells. I wanted Mike to lift those weights. I wanted to see his muscles working hard. I wanted to touch his muscles as they pumped the heavy iron. I wanted to lick his sweat as his huge muscles bulged and flexed. I was almost drooling as I looked at the weights and Mike’s huge body.
“How heavy are those dumbbells?” I asked. “Well, the light ones are 20’s. I hardly use those any more, ‘cause they’re so light. I used ‘em a lot when I was like in 6th grade. Now they’re just warmup weights. The middle ones are 50’s. I use ‘em to warm up too. My muscles have gotten too big and strong for them to be a challenge. The big ones are 80’s. Go over and pick one up, John. See how heavy it is.”
I went over and grabbed the dumbbell. It was like a huge rock, like it was bolted to the floor. I couldn’t budge it. “Fuck!” I said. Then I grabbed it with two hands and managed to lift it about three inches off the floor. “Fuck, that thing is heavy!” I said. Mike smiled. “It’s not heavy when you got big strong muscles. Muscles like mine.” He walked over and picked up the two 80 pound dumbbells. He lifted them to his shoulders like he was lifting two little pillows. Then he started pressing them overhead, first the right arm and then the left arm. I gasped. “Oh my god, you’re so fucking strong!” I started feeling his muscles as he pressed the weights, feeling the striated fibers in his delts as they bulged and flexed, feeling his neck as it bulged with muscle, feeling his huge traps, feeling his arms as they moved up and down pushing that incredibly heavy weight. Then I started licking his muscles. He was making new sweat and I was licking it off his body, tasting the salty liquid that was pouring out of Mike’s tan skin. I could smell that sweat too. It smelled so good. So manly. So masculine. The sweat of the perfect jock stud. He did 20 reps with each arm as I felt and tasted and smelled his body. He put down the weights and said, “They’re getting kinda light too. I’m gonna have to buy some 110’s. My muscles have gotten too big and too strong for these little light 80’s.” The “little light 80’s” that I could barely lift off the floor.
He flexed his arms and I licked his huge biceps and triceps, feeling the hard fibers with my tongue and smelling the sweat that was coming up from his armpit.
Then I buried my face in his armpit, smelling and licking his sweat. His armpit smelled like a real man’s armpit, that heady jock smell that big muscles produce as they push the heavy weights. His skin was very hot. It was like my face was inside a big muscle oven. I felt so safe and secure in that huge armpit. My head was protected by inches and inches of thick hard muscle - his arm, his pec and his lat. I forced my face into that muscle, feeling its hardness and its power with my little cheeks. I moaned with pleasure. Then he slowly lowered his arm and covered my head with his huge arm. His arm was bigger than my head. He squeezed my head with that huge muscle, pressing it into his rock hard pec and lat. He didn’t press very hard but it was hard enough for me to feel his enormous strength. “Oh Mike, oh Mike oh Mike,” I moaned.
He let me go and looked at me grinning. “Those dumbbells aren’t the only weights in here. Now I got a nice soft human barbell with a cute butt and a gorgeous face. He grabbed me in a curl position under my butt and my armpit. He started curling me up and down. I reached out and grabbed his arm, feeling his biceps as they flexed with each curl. God those mothers were huge. Huge and hard with veins covering his bulging muscle. Then he grinned again. “You’re kinda light, but a heavy barbell doesn’t have what you got. He curled me up and kissed me on the butt. “Umm, so nice and cute,” he said as he lifted me up again and kissed my butt again. He did this several times. Then he spun me around so my cock was now on top. He curled me up and kissed my cock. Of course it was rock hard. I moaned as I felt his lips touch my cock. Then he curled me up again and licked my cock. “Oh fuck!” I yelled. I was ready to cum right then. I was so turned on I could hardly stand it. He curled me a few more times, kissing and licking my cock each time, and when he saw I was so hot I was ready to cum he let go of my feet and they dropped to the floor. “You can’t cum yet,” he said. “I got a surprise for you.”
Part 5
Mike reached his arm down under my crotch. “Get on my bicep,” he said. I sat on his bicep and wrapped my legs around that huge muscle. Then he lifted me up like I weighed 10 pounds. He stood there with his arm out in front of him with me sitting on his bicep looking at his grinning face. “You’re gonna get a muscle ride,” he said. He flexed his bicep and I sprang up, blasted up by the suddenly bulging muscle. I could feel the bulging muscle with my crotch and my legs. It was so hard, like a bowling ball of muscle. Then he relaxed and I went down. Then he flexed and I sprang up. “Oh fuck!” I yelled. He flexed and unflexed again and again. I started panting. I was more aroused than I had ever been. He saw I was about ready to cum and he put his other hand on my cock, stroking it with his huge muscular fingers. “Oh God!” I yelled and I immediately came, spraying my cum all over his face and chest. He flexed several times more as he stroked my cock as I continued to feel the kind of bliss I didn’t know you could have as the last drops of cum came out of my cock. “I think you liked the ride,” he said. “Now it’s my turn.” I looked at his cock and it was rock hard.
He put me down on the floor. “How about an upside down blow job?” he said. I looked at him quizzically. He reached down and grabbed my shins. Then he pulled them up so fast my head didn’t even have time to hit the floor. I was now hanging upside down facing Mike’s incredible ab muscles. Mike is one of those unusual athletes who has incredibly wide shoulders and a very narrow waist and hips. And now I was staring at that narrow waist, a waist bulging with a washboard of corrugated muscle as hard as steel. i wanted those abs. I wanted to feel them, to taste them, to lick all the sweat off of them. I reached around his waist and held on to his lower back muscles. I gasped as I felt the size and strength of those muscles, muscles that could deadlift 550 pounds, a weight I could hardly imagine. They were thick like big tree branches and they were as hard as steel. I thought about how much power Mike had in his small waist and lower back. I knew he could do hundreds of situps and I saw him once doing situps with a 45 pound weight behind his neck. The back and front of his waist were incredibly strong. I marveled at how small it was. The back and front of his waist was solid muscle. As I felt his lower back muscles and stared at his abs, I wondered where his internal organs were. They were in there somewhere, protected by his brick like muscles.
I pulled my face into his abs and started licking the muscles. I was tasting the sweat that had been produced by two hours of rough football practice, running from the school to meet me and now lifting the huge weights in his room. The sweat was very salty. It tasted so good. He lifted me slowly up and down so I could lick every ridge and crevice of his abs. His abs were likc bricks. I pushed as hard as I could with my tongue and it was like I was pushing on warm rock. His skin was so thin I could feel the fibers of muscle twitching underneath. He started moaning as I licked. His cock was rock hard and straight up. “Oh that feels so good,” he said. “I love it when you lick my muscles. I love feeling your little tongue on my skin. Mmmmm mmmm mmmm,” he moaned.
He didn’t seem tired at all as he held me in the air. I only weighed 120 pounds and he had just pressed 160 pounds overhead and said it was easy. His delts and arms were so strong. And he had great endurance too, from all the football practice and running. He started moaning louder and then he slowly lowered me down to his crotch. I started licking his balls. They were very sweaty and I loved the smell of his crotch sweat, the sweat made by muscle studs as they push and pull heavy weights and run over other guys on the football field. I put each ball in my mouth and licked and sucked it. His balls were huge. They were big and they were full of cum. I licked and licked and licked. He was now going crazy, moaning and almost yelling in sexual lust.
Then he raised me up a little bit and I started licking his cock. I licked and I kissed that huge monster and now he was going wild. I knew he wouldn’t be able to hold out much longer. “Oh fuck!” he yelled in an erotic frenzy. He raised me up so his stiff hard cock was right under my mouth. I opened up and he lowered me down so his cock went all the way down (or since I was upside down, actually up) my throat. I sucked and licked and he was yelling in pleasure. He lifted me up and down as his cock went in and out of my throat as I sucked and licked. Within a few seconds he came, blasting spurt after spurt of his genetically superior muscle boy cum into my mouth and throat. He continued lifting me up and down as my mouth and throat gave his huge cock the most wonderful feeling it had ever had. Finally he pulled me up and gently put me on the floor. He bent down and kissed me hard and I kissed him back hard. We kissed for over a minute.
Then he picked me up and threw me on the bed. He jumped on me and we wrestled. I loved wrestling with Mike because I got to feel the size and hardness and strength of his muscles. He was just so strong that he could toss me around like a rag doll. And I liked being Mike’s rag doll. After several minutes of wrestling, he spun me around so I was face down on the bed. He rubbed his big hand on my little bubble butt. “How’s your butt? Did I hurt you yesterday?” He bent down and kissed my butt. I sighed. “No, you didn’t hurt me. My butt feels great. But it’s very lonely. Very lonely.” He looked at me. “What do you mean?” I looked him in the eyes. “My butt wants your cock. It’s been lonely all day. It wants your cock real bad!” He laughed. “Well, it’s gonna get it!” His cock was already hard again. He reached over and grabbed some Vaseline out of the drawer of his bedside table and he rubbed it into my butt and onto his cock. Then he fucked me like a wild man.
Well, I have to stop writing now. It is the tenth anniversary of that wonderful night with Mike that changed our lives and I’m preparing a special dinner for him. Mike got a football scholarship at a major university in a city far away from our town. He was the starting running back for three years and the team won the championship for two of those three. I went to the same university and of course I went to every game. We had wild sex all the time, but Mike and I decided to keep pretending he was straight. I was openly gay. The university had a lot of gays on campus, but a lot of the football players were homophobic and of course there were no other openly gay guys on the team. Yeah, jocks are so much in the mid 20th century! So we decided to keep up the charade we had in high school, which worked just fine for both of us. Mike wanted to play football and not make a political statement that would have put him on the third team. I agreed with him. I lived in an apartment with a lot of gay guys in it and when Mike would come over and they saw him in the hallway they would just about cum in their pants. They asked me who the muscle stud was, and I told them he was just a friend from high school. I never told them he was my boyfriend. They told me they wished they had a friend like that.
After we graduated, we both moved to Los Angeles and Mike came out. And now we’re roommates in West Hollywood. And of course we have sex every day. I work for a bank and Mike sells insurance here in West Hollywood. He is very successful. All the gay guys want to use Mike as their insurance agent. He’s 6’ 2” tall and he weighs 280 pounds of rock hard muscle. All muscle. My muscle. They get to sit close to him. They get to look at his brutally handsome face and his incredibly muscular body. He always wears a tight tee shirt or polo shirt and the gay guys just go nuts. They stare at his muscles and he even flexes for them and lets them feel his muscles. For good customers he will even take off his shirt and let them feel his abs and pecs. You have to be a real good customer for that. Sort of an extra benefit for using Mike as your insurance agent. He’s selling tons of insurance. He gets hit on every day, but he tells them he’s taken. Taken by me.
He’s at the gym now, working out his massively muscular body. I’m sure all the other gym members are looking at him, wishing they could be him. He still has no fat on his body. He looks absolutely incredible. I’m cooking him two huge steaks for dinner. And to celebrate the 10th anniversary of the night that changed our lives I ordered a case of special beer. It is the same brand of beer we had the night we had our first wild sex, a local beer that they don’t sell in Los Angeles. So I had a case shipped in. Mike is going to have his favorite dinner, steak and beer. I want him to drink a lot of beers just like he did that first night. I want to have sex just like that first night. And I know we will.
THE END