Date: Mon, 21 Jun 1999 14:46:07 PDT
From: Scott Walker <scottw83@hotmail.com>
Subject: Easy On the Eyes

Easy On The Eyes
by Scott Walker

	I really didn't know what to expect when my gym buddy Reg led me to
the spare room over his garage. All he said was that this year my birthday
present was going to be special; something I've wanted for some time.
Actually, Reg's presents have always been pretty impressive so I eagerly
followed.
	"Close your eyes bud. I promise it'll be worth it."
	Reg shoved me into the darkened room and told me to count to ten
before turning on the lights. When I did so, I squinted to make out the
vision standing before me. And he was a vision; that cute kid from the gym
I'd been watching for the last couple of months.  Up close he looked no
older than 16. He was dressed like a typical teen; brand new Nike sneakers,
black tear-away pants, warm-up jacket (zipped to the neck) and ball cap. I
saw his blue eyes sparkle and a tuft of blonde hair peeking through the
cap.
	"Hi," I said softly, trying to catch my breath.
	"Hi," he replied, a shy, beautiful smile across his incredibly
handsome face. He seemed a little uneasy as he stood there. "Reg said you'd
know what to do."
	Actually, I didn't. I thought I might be arrested just for what I
was thinking. "Look--" I realized I didn't even know his name.
	"Kevin."
	Well, now he had me. Reg knew what I liked. Beside cute, hunky,
iron-pumping teenagers I also had a thing for the name Kevin. I'd been
watching this kid working out with his friends and often speculated what
was hidden under the bulky sweats he always wore. Up close, he was even
cuter than I'd thought. I still wasn't sure what Reg had had in mind so
Kevin began to unzip his jacket. The first thing I noticed was a bright
yellow gym-logoed tank-top underneath. 'Nice touch' I thought as I watched
transfixed. When the jacket was completely undone, he slowly, almost
seductively began to remove it. Now I was getting excited! I'd finally be
able to see what he'd been covering up all this time. The next thing I saw
was golden tanned skin which complemented his blonde hair and blue eyes.
This was followed by a pair of broad, dense shoulders attached to a pair of
arms that bulged slightly as he removed the jacket. They were very
impressive on such a young guy, probably at least 16 inches and perfectly
shaped. Next, I noticed a pair of well-defined pectorals that danced
slightly as he untucked the shirt. When the jacket hit the floor, almost so
did I. A narrow waist and a tight six pack stomach complimented his upper
body. He placed his hands behind his head, flexing his biceps as he twisted
his torso back and forth, showing off his abdominals. Kevin smiled as he
noticed my jaw-dropping reaction and the tenting in my oversized shorts. He
turned 'round, bent over and gave me a view of his cute bubble-butt as he
unfastened his tearaways. I was relieved to see that his lower body was
just as impressive as the upper. First he flexed his calves. They were
thick and formed a round bicep-like bulge. Next he faced me again and
flexed a pair of thick, well-defined thighs. He was only about 5'4" so his
short stature added to his leg density. He kicked off his Air Nikes and
stood before me in just a well-packed jockstrap.
	Kevin was now starting to really get into this. Noticing my
'interest' and I'm sure coached by Reg on what drives me wild, he brought
his arms up to his side and flexed a double biceps. A softball-sized mound
of muscle appeared which Kevin proudly regarded.  He then looked at me and
smiled.
	Taking his cue, I bounded over to him and began rubbing my hands
over his right arm. It was solid and peaked and I couldn't take my hands
off it. I got the instant impression this kid was straight so I used as
much discretion as possible in this situation. I stood back as he began
hitting numerous well-practiced poses. His side chest pose was incredible,
his lat spread amazing as he 'spread his wings'. He was so into his routine
I wasn't able to hold back. I pulled down my shorts and began beating
myself into a frenzy right in front of him. Kevin didn't seem to mind; he
kept right on posing, one incredible shot after another. Reg must have told
him that biceps are my weakness because Kevin kept flexing and unflexing
his arms for my edification.
	"How big are the guns?" I asked as I pounded away furiously.
	"Sixteen inches," Kevin confirmed. He flexed his right arm and
regarded it proudly. "And growing."
	I was now at the height of ecstasy and wanted to prolong this as
long as possible. Kevin's jock was also at the point of bursting. He was
getting off on his own body! I told him to not be shy and not hesitate to
release his bondage. Surprisingly, he did just that. I asked him if he'd
mind if I pleasured him and he replied, "go ahead."
	I sank to my knees and began servicing his manhood. To my surprise,
it was thick and veiny, not thin and small as a lot of guys his age. I
pumped myself with one hand while running the other over his abs, chest and
legs.  When I reached up and touched the 16 inch arm once more, I came.
Kevin, too, let out a loud moan and shot his man/boy seed into my waiting
mouth.  After we'd both recovered and cleaned up I stood back and took one
more gaze at this beautiful blonde muscleboy.
	"You look incredible," I told him as he dressed. "Have you ever
thought of entering a contest?"
	"Uh-huh. I'm training now for the High Schools in June." Then, just
to make sure I completely understood he added, "So's my girlfriend."
	"Need a sponsor?" I asked, trying to sound funny.
	Kevin informed me he already had one. He takes care of his training
and supplements while he stuck to his workouts."
	"Reg?" I asked.
	"Uh-huh." He said that Reg had asked him to do this little show as
a favor and that he will be well compensated. "He told me you were a nice
guy."
	"So are you," I replied.
	He smiled shyly and I felt an immediate, uncontrollable jealousy
for his girlfriend. I envied how lucky she was, rubbing her hands over
those growing muscles, kissing those beautiful lips, and feeling that thick
meat inside her. I hated her and I'd never even met her, although I had
seen her at the gym. He zipped up his jacket, grabbed his gym bag and
headed for the door.
	I was very reluctant to see him go. "Look, is there anything you
need?" I tried not to sound too pitiful.
	"Nah, it's O.K. I got it covered."
	I didn't know what else to say so I stuck out my hand. "Well,
thanks Kevin.  That's just what I needed."
	"No problem. I guess I'll see ya at the gym."
	"I'll be there."
	He must have noticed the disappointment in my voice. "Well, don't
forget to say 'hi'." He opened the door. "Oh yeah, happy birthday."

	Kevin went on to win the Junior High school division in that
contest. Reg is now sponsoring him for the Mr. Teenage State competition in
August. As part of my birthday present, Reg is taking me as his guest.
Kevin and I have become pretty good friends at the gym; his girlfriend too.
Neither of us has ever let on to her or his workout buddies about that day
but whenever we talk I feel a special bond between us.

	One night is September Reg pointed out another blonde kid doing
preacher curls with his buddies.
	"That kid there, Ryan, is only 16. Look at the body on him!"
	I did. He looked as if he could be Kevin's brother.
	"I'm sponsoring him too," Reg said. He noticed my admiring
stares. "Guess I know what to get you for Christmas."


Thanks to everyone who commented on my previous posted story 'More Than
Iron'. Any comments you have concerning this story can be addressed to
scottw83@hotmail.com.