Big Boys and Their Toys - Part Six

[londonboy]

"Vintage Oscar, Jason, very nice.”

 

“And I see Sebastian chose Tom Ford, sexy as hell.”

 

The two men had met out in front of the concert hall.  Even in the big crowd Jason had been able to find Sebastian quickly.  The man’s gorgeous silver hair stood out among the crowd – especially in a sea of black tuxes.  It was as if there were a hundred spotlights on the tops of neighboring buildings all pointed at the elder man.  Also, there was the mustache.  That pornographic weapon of lust, which, alone, made Jason’s cock ache like hell. The elder man was clearly manicured and cultured, but in a way that was still rough and sexy in what was a definite masculine way.  He wasn’t a Botoxed plastic doll, he was all natural.  And then there was the way his obviously muscled framed filled out even a tux. You could still tell he had muscles under all that glorious clothing.  He bulged in all the right places and moved in that slow, determined way that bodybuilders moved – clearly thick and heavy from all the meat he was packing.  When arms bulge noticeably through the sleeves of a jacket you know a guy is jacked. When it was an elder man jacked to the hilt; that only made the younger man happier.  When Sebastian saw Jason walking up he broke into the sexiest grin the younger man had ever seen.  White, white teeth popped out among the sea of people and Jason’s knees felt like wet spaghetti for a few seconds.  It also seemed like all the massive bulges beneath the tux grew bigger, which made another bulge in Jason’s pants get bigger, too.

 

“Good evening. You know, Jason, you looked very handsome today at work and now you’re even more good looking in your tux.  I have a feeling you look hot in anything you wear.”

 

“And any man that still looks big and hard as hell in a tux, must have a super fine body underneath, Mr. Sebastian.”

 

“I do love tuxes – especially on dates.  They make for good foreplay when you return home.  It takes so long to take them off and it can increase the appetite, as they say. Shall we go in, sir?”

 

Sebastian held out his arm so Jason could loop his within it.  It was a simple move that somehow made the younger man extremely comfortable and protected at the same time.  The more mature man taking charge of the situation and letting everyone know he had a cute young man as his date.  As he reached out, Jason squeezed Sebastian’s arm just to cop a feel of the hard muscle underneath.  The elder man immediately noticed and tensed his biceps at the same time to give Jason a thrill.  

 

“Are you into muscle, my friend?”

 

“Only when it is on a hot daddy.”

 

“It took me a while to embrace all of my daddy potential, Jason.  I think it was because I associated being older with being put out to pasture.  It wasn’t until I got the perfect mustache that I realized how hot an elder man can be.”

 

“That, sir, is one freaking sexy strip of daddy fur.  I bet it feels real nice in a passionate kiss.”

 

The young man taking tickets glanced up as the two men approached and the kid’s mouth dropped open wide in clear and unashamed lust for the silver-haired fox that was walking up with his date.  The poor guy didn’t move.  He just stood there, staring at Sebastian’s huge body – his hand outstretched and open. The elder man placed two tickets in the open palm, but the ticket taker still did not move.  He seemed to be in some catatonic state – caused by the handsome senior muscleman in front of him.  Sebastian reached back out, tore the tickets in two and then placed half of them back in the still unmoving hand.  It was clear that Sebastian was used to this kind of reaction.  He led Jason into the magnificent lobby of the opera center and continued the conversation as if nothing had happened.  

 

“Maybe you’d like to find out sometime.”

 

“I think you already know the answer to that.  Have you always been big and muscular, Sebastian?”

 

“No, I was rather sickly as a child and all the way through high school.  In college I met a guy that changed my life.  My dad thought it would be important for me to be part of a work-study program in school – even though he paid cash for all four years.  He was just always into me learning the ‘lessons of life’ - as he called them.  I wonder to this day if he actually planned what assignment I would get – knowing it would change my life.  He’s a very perceptive and sensitive man.  You wouldn’t know it from working with him, but he really is gentle and a good father.  Anyway, I was assigned to Jackson Peters – head of maintenance for the entire university. I was there to help him do his department’s budgets and finances – since I was going to be an international business major.  Well, when I went down to the guy’s office in the basement of the administration building I got the shock of my life.  Jackson Peters was actually called ‘Jocko’ because he was about six feet three inches tall and built like Lou Ferrigno – you know the professional bodybuilder who turned into an actor?

 

“Trust me, Sebastian, I know who Lou Ferrigno is.  The man has caused me to lose more loads than I can remember.”

 

“Well, Jocko, took an instant liking to me.  I’m sure it had to do with the way I helped his department get their books in order and look really good for his bosses, but it probably had more to do with the way I stared at his body all the time.  He could tell I was smitten with his size and his obvious strength.  He used to bend stuff just to entertain his staff. Well, long story short, Jocko decided to take me under his wing and show me how to work out.  But the dude wasn’t just into weightlifting, he was also into martial arts, tai chi, meditation, and so much more.  I learned more about life in the basement of the administration building over those four years than I did in all my classes put together. I’m pretty sure Jocko knew that I was gay right from the start, but our relationship never strayed in that direction. He was married with about eight children, and although I know he grew to love me, it was more like a son or a protégé. He helped me turn my body into what you see today.  I owe him a lot.  I get back to the university every now and then to visit him.  He still works out and visits the campus, but he retired years ago.   I’ve worked hard to maintain a healthy lifestyle ever since my time with Jocko.”

 

“I’d say you’ve done a good job.  And kudos to Jocko.”

 

That’s when the lights dimmed and the opera began.  Sebastian reached over and grabbed Jason’s hand, holding it through the entire show – even during intermission when the lights were up and people noticed.  The big man’s thick fingers intertwined in Jason’s did something to the younger man.  It made him calmer than he could ever remember being before.  He wasn’t nervous about the date in any way.  He also felt really empowered in some way – to be more himself than he ever had been in his entire life.  He laughed more freely, spoke more honestly, and showed his appreciation of the older man beside him more openly.  He stroked the man’s hand with his own fee hand.  He leaned his head on Sebastian’s shoulder during the really sad parts of the show.  And he allowed the larger man to lead him without any hesitation. Sebastian would put his hand on Jason’s lower back to lead him through the crowd and Jason followed the lead like they were in some kind of incredible dance.  Every now and then Sebastian would bring Jason’s hand up to his face and kiss it, making sure the sturdy bristles of his sexy mustache brushed against it firmly.  It was clearly a sign of what was to come.  When the opera was over, they both agreed that it was not the season’s best, but that being there with each other had probably made it one of the most memorable.

 

“I have an idea, Sebastian. I know we were planning to go out to dinner, but I happen to be an excellent cook.  I’m not bragging, I’ve just been obsessed with the Food Network for years, and it’s taught me a lot.  Maybe it would be more fun if we went to my place and I made you dinner.”

 

“That sounds perfect, but my loft apartment is two blocks away, so it might be more fun if we went there. I’m sure I have everything you would need to cook us a wonderful meal and it would be a lot faster.  And right now, I’d like to be alone with you as quickly as possible.  What do you think about that plan?”

 

“Lead the way, sir. Lead the way.”

 

Again, Sebastian held out his arm and Jason joyfully linked his through. There was the now obligatory groping of the hard biceps, which was, in turn, tensed even harder to give the younger man some pleasure.  They walked in silence for a about a minute as Jason continued to massage the hard mound of muscle under the tuxedo jacket.  When Sebastian spoke next he didn’t look down at his date, he stared forward and continued to walk.

 

“Will you kiss it later, Jason?  I love it when guys kiss my biceps.” 

 

“Kiss it, lick it, bite it, massage it – whatever you want, sir.  I hope you’ll kiss it, too, Sebastian.  That turns me on.”

 

Jason had not hesitated at all when answering Sebastian.  He hadn’t needed to.  The question had seemed so natural, so normal, and almost as if the younger man had expected it.  Sebastian smiled at the answer – and the fact that there hadn’t been any hesitation. He had a very good feeling about the young man attached to his arm.  He had a better feeling about the fact that Jason was trying desperately to squeeze – even slightly – his big hard tensed biceps. 

 

“I’ll be glad to kiss it. That big thing’s no giving in at all, is it?  No matter how hard you squeeze.”

 

“It’s like someone put cloth over marble.  I can’t wait to see the thing free of all restraints and flexed hard.” 

 

“Well, you won’t have to wait too long - here we are.”

 

“Um . . . this isn’t a loft apartment, Sebastian, it’s an entire building.”

 

“Well, yes it is . . . but it also houses my office, a gym, and a yoga center, so technically only the third and fourth floor are my apartment.”

 

“I need to take note of how you hide the full truth, sir.  It might help me understand you more fully in the future.”

 

“Fair enough, but know that if you ever ask me a direct question I will always answer truthfully.”
 

“Yes?”

 

“I promise.”

 

“Then here’s one – do you like to flex your hard body for younger guys?”

 

“I find it the most stimulating foreplay I’ve ever experienced, Jason.  Why do you ask?”

 

“Because I find almost nothing in the world as exciting as worshipping a big older muscleman as he flexes.”

 

“The yoga studio and the gym have floor to ceiling mirrors.”

 

“That news almost made me cum, but first I feed you, so you’ll have stamina to keep up with me throughout the night, Sebastian.”

 

“I look forward to the meal, Jason, but – trust me – I have the stamina of a hundred men put together. I think you make me that way.”