I couldn't believe what was happening to me! My cock became hard as a rock in my sweats as I rubbed his gorgeous back all over. I started at the shoulders and worked my way slowly down to the small of his back, making certain that I got a chance to touch his warm hairy armpits. I made my move and straddled him, sitting on his perfect bubble butt, and began massaging his muscular back. He nodded his approval and said I was a great masseuse! His sigh of relief a few moments later told me that the massage must have helped, but not willing to give up this golden opportunity I asked him if he would like a back rub. I climbed on the bed alongside of him and began rubbing the sore arm. What a great view of his tight ass cheeks that was! I retrieved the alcohol from the bathroom and returned to my bedroom to find Bob lying across my bed on his stomach. I told him there was some upstairs, so we went up to my room. The idea of touching this hunk of beef turned me on even more than I already was. "Shit, I pulled another muscle! Hey, do you have some alcohol to massage it with?" he asked. To my relief Bob took the barbell and started to show me another exercise, but quickly dropped the barbells and began massaging his right bicep. I continued the exercise lifting and lowering the rod with his help.pecs to cock.pecs to cock. I wished that he would notice, but hoped that he wouldn't. Each time the bar came in contact with my crotch I could feel my already stiff cock getting even harder. Then we changed places and he helped as I did the exercise. This site, coupled with seeing his chest and arm muscles flex, was starting to turn me on. Each time he lowered the bar, it pressed against his huge cock.
He lifted the bar up to his pecs and lowered it again until it was even with his crotch. He told me to take hold of the rod so I could help balance the barbells while he lifted the weight. He stood in front of me with his arms straight down holding a barbell.
I stood where I could have the best view up his spread legs, and was marveling over how high his cock stood out in his underwear even when he wasn't turned on when he said he wanted to show me his favorite exercise for biceps. And his calves were massive, with an even covering of hair.īob walked over to the bench, lay down and started doing bench presses. They were nearly hairless except for a downy trail of light brown hair that started near his crotch and disappeared into his briefs. His thighs were huge and like the rest of his body tanned a deep brown. The tiny briefs he was wearing fit him like a glove and I could see every detail of his cock and balls bulging through the thin fabric. The cold air in the basement had done it's work, for his brown nipples looked hard and pointed. He was a little over six feet, with huge shoulders and smooth, muscular pecs tapering down to a thirty inch waist. I could admire his physique especially well with only that pair of underwear on: the light brown hair that peaked out of his armpits and stretched from his belly-button down into the bulge of his briefs. I had watched him grow from 105 pounds to 150 pounds of all muscle in the last couple of years. I could hardly keep my eyes off Bob, he had a perfect body. I told him to follow me downstairs to the basement to work out. "I usually work out in the nude," he said to answer my wide-eyed stare, "but I guess I'll manage with these on!" I stripped off my own clothes down to a pair of underwear (hoping he would like what he saw) and changed into a pair of cut-off sweats. I really wanted to watch him change into them.Īt first I was disappointed when he handed them back to me and said, "No thanks," but when he proceeded to take of his shirt and pants, stripping down to a pair of tight low-rise bikini briefs right in front of me, I decided not to complain.
We went into my bedroom and I pulled out of my bureau the tightest pair of nylon running shorts I had and handed them to him. I told him he could borrow a pair of shorts if he didn't want to get his clothes sweaty. "I hear from your brother that your folks gave you a set of barbells for your birthday. We talked about different things: I talked about school and Bob talked about his girlfriend and about working out.
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He asked me to turn off the TV so we could talk for a while. They were both twenty, a year older than me. I told him nobody else was home and my brother wouldn't be home until about seven, but he could wait if he wanted to.īob was a sophomore in college, like my brother. I went to answer it and it was Bob, my older brother's best buddy. I sat down on the couch and turned on the TV. It was 4:00 in the afternoon and I had just gotten home from school.