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Big Boys and Their Toys - Part Three


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Michael was nervous about joining a gym.  He had avoided it for the first six months he had lived in Atlanta, but the slight flab gathering above his belt now made him panic.  He knew he needed to exercise, but he just didn’t want to do it around big, muscled, sweaty men.  They always made him get excited and Michael’s genetic blessing from his father and grandfather caused a very uncomfortable situation in the middle of any workout – not to mention at his crotch.  It was like he became instant porn.  To say Michael’s tool was huge was an understatement.  Usually, when Michael dropped his pants in the bedroom for the first time most men either quickly left in fear or immediately made a joke, like “What do you want me to do with that thing, throw it over my shoulder and burp it?”  Being monstrous below the belt was not a problem for Michael.  On the contrary, he loved it.  It made him feel powerful in so many ways.  First of all, it helped to weed out the wimps.  Any guy that was willing to be plowed by Michael’s ample endowment usually was the kind of guy that did extreme sports or had always been chosen first for teams when he was in junior high.  These guys always seemed to be confident.  Secondly, Michael felt powerful because his sex drive matched the size of his meat.  He seemed to have a libido that just wouldn’t quit.  His big cock rarely needed resting time between orgasms.  It had been that way all of his life.  All of these thoughts were racing through Michael’s mind as he anxiously waited for his new trainer – a guy named Saul – at the neighborhood gym that had come so highly recommended by most of his friends.  

 

“You must be Michael. I’m Saul.”

 

The deep baritone voice made Michael’s balls tighten.  He was sitting in a chair and when he looked up he beheld what could only be described as the most jacked, giant muscle daddy he had every seen.  Suddenly, Michael was thrust back into the cave of a few days ago and the warm feeling that had surrounded his body as he touched the orb.  It’s not that Michael has forgotten about his wish, it was just that his nervousness about the gym had made it slip his mind at that moment.  The ginormous paw that was held out to him was the most gorgeous thing he had ever seen.  He forced his smaller – infinitely more delicate looking – hand to reach up and shake as Saul took the chair beside him.  The big man caused the piece of furniture look small and made for a child.

 

“Holy fuck!”

 

“Oh no, Michael, sorry to disappoint you.   Is it because I’m older than you thought?”

 

“Hell no, it’s because you’re so freaking chiseled . . . and so tall!”

 

“Well thank you.  So, I was thinking today we could start by filling out a chart on you – you know, so we could get to know each other a little and we could have a starting place for your work out routine.  What is it you’d like to accomplish?”

 

“Well for starters I’d like my legs to reach half the size of your arms.  Um . . . I’m sorry, I don’t know why I said that.  I’m just a little taken aback by how built you are. I . . . uh . . . I’d like to lose a little around the waist and maybe gain a little mass . . . uh, you know, bulk up a little.  Sweet Jesus, I can’t stop staring at you.”

 

“It’s okay, Michael. Don’t worry about it.  How about strength?  Do you want to increase that?”

 

“Yeah, I guess.  I don’t need to be super strong or anything. I think I’ll leave that to you.” 

 

“Okay.  I’m sure you’ve heard this before, but another added benefit of working out is an increased sexual drive.”

 

“Um . . . that’s never been a problem for me.”

 

“Oh, that must make the girls happy.”

 

“Well, I don’t know about the girls, but the boys are pretty pleased.”

 

“Really . . . and what about the older men?  Are they pleased, too?”

 

“Well, to be perfectly frank, I’ve had a little trouble finding an older man that was able to keep up with me.”

 

“Maybe you’ve finally met your match, sir.”

 

“I don’t know, Saul, you have no idea just how much I don’t need to work out to grow in certain places.”

 

“I have a pretty good picture, Michael, since you’ve been pretty stiff ever since I walked up.”

 

“And yet it has a hell of a lot more to go until it’s fully hard.”

 

“That’s exactly what I was hoping, Michael.  I may be a huge man with bulging muscles, but when it comes to riding big things I’m as graceful as a ballerina.  And my motto has always been, ‘There’s no such thing as too big.’  If you get what I mean, sir.  Oops, that little comment made you grow more.”

 

“Maybe after you show me how to work out I could buy you a coffee, Saul.”

 

“Only if that coffee could turn into dinner later on.  And then, after that, we could have fun measuring each other’s assets.”

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I kind of get the feeling that the third guy wasn't as precise while making his wish, and may get a bit more than one older superman, which would be fun :)

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