Date: Tue, 24 Feb 2009 15:28:27 -0800
From: Dave David <davey1950@gmail.com>
Subject: Getting in Shape is Worth it, Part  2

This is a work of fiction containing gay consensual sex between adults over
the age of 18 years old.  If it is illegal to view this material, offended
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is real, living or dead.  Any resemblance to a living or dead person is
purely an accident.



This is my first story and I welcome any comments or suggestion.



Dave



Part 2

Hung was true to his word. I was getting a workout each time I visited. In
addition to that I was enjoying his naked body as we moved through the
different exercises. Yes me, the one who never thought about guys before was
enjoying his muscles flex and stretch and yes at times I even felt some
stirring in my cock but was able keep it down by thinking about other
things. The weather, work whatever it took so that I could fool myself into
believing the ripped body did not interest me.



Everything went well to the end of the second week. That was the day that I
ended my exercise with a pulled muscle in my thigh. Hung offered to massage
my thigh and I was in so much pain at that time I would have agreed to
anything. Hung put me on a mat on my stomach and started working on my right
thigh muscles. He had grabbed some lotion and soon had the muscles relaxed
and I was feeling great. Without asking he started to move done that leg to
my foot. I was enjoying so much I did not even try to stop him. After he
moved back up the other leg he then climbed on my thighs and then moved his
fingers up to my neck and shoulders and stared working down. His massage had
seemed to relax every part of me but my cock. What was I going to do now? I
had not counted on this.



Then I realized I could change the subject a little bit so I asked hung to
get his tape measure. While he did I was able to stand up and be looking him
in the eye when he came back in the room and told him I was keeping my
promise. Now I was hard and now he could measure it. He seemed pleased and
at the same time a bit nervous but went ahead with the tape measure. I would
like to say I saw his jaw dropped open at the sight of my 12" cut cock that
was bigger around than a coke can but that would be a lie and wouldn't make
the story real. Knowing that the average size hard piece of man meat is
between 5 ½" and 6 ½" I was in no way ashamed of my 7 ½" of cut meat.


While Hung was noting down measurements I had a perfect excuse to get
dressed and go right home. No sooner was I in my door that I found myself
tearing off my clothes and started beating my still hard meat to climax.
What a load that was! But even at my age as I changed for bed I found myself
hard again and had to jack off yet again before bed.



When I returned the following Monday it was as if nothing had ever happened
between us. Was that as far as it would go? Would I see him hard one day?
How many inches did he have anyway? Was his as long as mine?


But the more important question... Why was I even wondering? I WAS NOT GAY! I
WAS NOT INTO GUYS! WHAT'S GOING ON????


(For you that are wondering. There will be a fitness update in the next
part... and for the rest of you... Why no sex yet? Come back for part 3 to
learn why sex might be an interesting concept for Hung and we already know
that Dave is positive he is as straight as they come.)





This is my first story. So I welcome your comments and suggestions.

Dave

Davey1950@gmail.com