Date: Mon, 27 Sep 2004 16:27:45 -0700 (PDT)
From: Will D <cruiserboy182004@yahoo.com>
Subject: The Seduction of Muscle Part 1 (Oral, Athletics, High School)

Hey guys. This is my first attempt at a story.  Go easy on me. Comments can
be emailed to cruiserboy182004@yahoo.com.

Disclaimer: Okay. This story is based on boys from my High School, from
which I graduated last year. Though based on real people, this story never
happened, much to my dismay. The boys/men portrayed are not, to my
knowledge, gay. Also, this is meant for adult eyes. That means people 18
years old and older. (21 in some areas)

The Seduction of Muscle

	It had been a tough day for Steve. His chest ached, his biceps were
sore, and his quads twitched with the signs of a tough workout. But this
hadn't been a workout for pleasure. This had been a competition. His high
school had fought hard, and with their extreme power and muscle, were able
to become the State Champions in power lifting!  So as Steve walked
gingerly to the showers, he was riding cloud nine, knowing that his buddies
and he were going to be taking home a huge trophy. It was well earned,
too. The boys had trained for over a year, benching, squatting, curling,
and lifting. These efforts had their positive sides, too. All the boys on
the team, ranging from 15-18 years old, had developed extremely ripped
bodies. Steve himself was a Greek God. At only 17, he had turned his
already toned physique into a huge mass of muscle. He also had a face that
truly made all the girls, and some of the guys, melt. He had a head of
sandy blonde hair, which was followed by two baby blue eyes. He had a
sloped nose, which pointed toward his sensuous full lips. He had a distinct
jaw line, giving him a sexy, angular face. His body, though, put the David
to shame. From months of working out, Steve had developed an obscenely
developed upper body. His shoulders were his most outstanding feature.
They were easily the most broad shoulders in his school. This helped him
get that sexy "V" shape torso, which was even more accentuated by his 29"
waist. His meaty pecs jutted out from his ribs, which then sloped down into
a chiseled 8 pack. Moving down further, one would notice that he was
completely smooth. Steve never much cared for body hair. Not that he need
to shave much. He was naturally smooth, only needing to shave his pubes off
every now and again. Yes, he was teased, but hey. It was what he wanted,
what he felt the most comfortable in. Besides, his girlfriend loved it. His
smooth crotch really brought out his package. That was one thing he never
had to work out, in order to make it big. He was well endowed from the
start. His gargantuan cock hung 6 inches, SOFT, followed by his smooth
balls. On either side of those, his massive quads loomed. There was so
little fat, one could even see every sinewy detail of those big muscles.
Not to be forgotten, however, was Steve's bubble ass. From months of doing
squats, the sheer size of his butt pulled back the seat of his jeans,
making his well endowed crotch become even more evident. Even the "relaxed
fit" jeans did nothing to ease the "tightness".

	It was this heavenly bod that walked into the high school locker
room. Steve, still high on his schools success, was walking to his locker,
giving high fives to all his buddies. He couldn't suppress a smile. There
school wasn't very good in any athletic event, but this championship had
definitely given their ego a well deserved boost. As Steve stopped at his
locker, he pulled down his black mesh shorts, and sweaty jockstrap in one
fluid motion, not minding the awe filled stares as his cock, now 7" soft
due to the heat, fell out and bobbed between his legs. Grabbing a towel, he
swung it over his shoulder, and made his way to the shower room, still
giving high fives to his friends as he passed them. It was late, and he
knew that they were all leaving. His ass cheeks bounced as his weight
shifted as he walked, giggling a little bit as the muscle tensed, then
relaxed, then tensed, and relaxed again. Setting his towel on a rack
outside the showers, Steve made his way inside. The shower room was just
that: A room filled with shower heads at various points on the four walls,
with a central drain in the middle. All the heads were vacant, except
one. As Steve walked to an isolated head, he nodded his head to his
teammate Kevin, who was currently soaping his chest at the occupied
one. Kevin nodded back, not really knowing who the guy who just entered
was, because he still had soap in his eyes, and his vision was blurry. He
turned back to rinse his chest.

	Steve put his hand over the shower head, and turned on the water,
his hand blocking the frigid water that would hopefully turn warm soon.
With nothing better to do, he stole glances at Kevin, who by now had
turned, his back to Steve. Steve was straight.  He knew he was. He had a
girlfriend. But he couldn't fight having...... urges. Urges to do what, he
didn't know. But he always felt strange around muscle boys. He felt...
turned on.  He never vocalized this, for fear of being branded a "fag" but
that didn't make the feelings go away. And Kevin, as he soaped up his own
muscle frame, wasn't making Steve's urges go away. Kevin was, in fact,
another muscle god. Though taller than Steve, at 6'2", he had managed to
work his way into a body that all people envied. Kevin was the same age as
Steve, 17, and a senior, but unlike Steve, who had always been meaty, Kevin
really had to work for his muscle. Up until his sophomore year, Kevin had
been tall, and lanky. One of those kids who would be labeled "awkward" due
to their height and weight ratio. Sick of being a twig, Kevin started to
down the protein shakes, and lift the heavy weights after his sophomore
year. And in three short months, the little meat that was on his bones grew
to enormous proportions. His best feature was his chest. It was huge! He
could never find shirts that fit him. His 28" waist could hardly fill the
lower hem of a medium T shirt, while his chest nearly burst the seams of an
XL! So, needless to say, finding clothes that fit was hard. All in all,
though, Steve and Kevin now had similar builds: just fucking huge.

	It was Kevin's frame that Steve was admiring, when the effects of
Steve's "urges" began to become evident. He took a worried glance down to
his cock, to see that it had gone from a soft 7" to a semi hard 10". The
water, now warm, was beating down on Steve's back, as he wondered how the
hell he could hide it. Still panicking, he looked back to see that Kevin
had made an abrupt turn, probably to wash his back, but was now openly
staring at Steve's semi. Kevin managed to jerk his eyes back up, but not
before both boys knew what had just conspired between them. They both knew
that for some reason, they were attracted to each other, but they had no
idea why. Kevin's own 5" soft dick went right from soft, to a 9" semi.
Almost comically, both boys did an about face, and turned to face the wall,
and began to soap up.

	After the excitement seemed to die down, Kevin broke the ice, as if
to ease any tension that the boys had formed a few moments earlier.

"I saw you squatting. You were fucking great! I never knew you could do so
much.....  Your not on 'roids, are you??"

Kevin laughed, showing that he was joking. Steve picked up on this, and ran
with it, eager to get the sexual tension behind them.

"Dude, don't be modest. We all saw you break the state record when you
benched. I though your pecs were going to burst out of your fucking skin!
Your the one on 'roids!"

Now, with the atmosphere at ease again, Kevin turned to Steve, his cock now
only a semi. He spoke to Steve without worry, interested in the topic.

"Ha! I wish. But you know what they do to your nuts. I don't want to risk
it... but hey, you were right about the benching. My pecs are hard as
rocks! It's like I go right from skin, to muscle! Nothing in between! It's
like feeling steel! C'mon, feel these things. My pecs have never been this
hard!"

It was now that Steve stopped soaping himself, and wondered if Kevin knew
what he was saying. Not 5 minutes ago, they had been checking each other
out, now Kevin wanted to have his tits felt up? If Steve declined, Kevin
would think something was up. What the hell? They were only checking on
Kev's muscle development. Nothing "gay" about that, right? Washing off any
excess soap, Steve made his way toward Kevin, holding his hand out, almost
visibly shaking. When he got with arms length, his fingers made contact
with Kevin's hard tits, and Steve's eyes widened in momentary surprise. It
was if they were made of marble! When Steve pressed harder, the tan skin
turned white, then upon release, the skin turned back to its darker
hue. Almost entranced, Steve brushed his thumb against Kev's nipple, which
was now growing hard. Kev let out a sharp intake of breath. He had very
sensitive nips. Steve, giving in to the "urge" brought up his other hand,
and began to cup both of Kevin's pecs, massaging slowly. Kevin had his head
back, eyes closed, not realizing how erotic a few caresses could be. His
breathing picked up, and his abs contracted, the ridges in between them
becoming evident. Steve saw this, and began to trace his fingers over each
ab. Needless to say, both boys had raging hardons. Steve, with his
gargantuan dick, was now at a whopping 13". Kevin wasn't far behind with
his 11" meat. Both boys were far gone in the throws of passion, and neither
one wanted it to stop.  Kevin popped his eyes open, determined on taking
this further. He licked his lips, and began to inch his face closer to
Steve's. Both boys brought their faces together, and their lips touched.
Electricity passed between them as their lips parted, and their tongues
mingled. Steve let out a soft moan into Kevin's mouth, and Kevin took it as
a sign to kick it up a notch. He wrapped his arms around Steve's waist,
closing any remaining gap that went between them. The two cocks slid
against their abs, as precum drizzled out of both their piss slits. Their
kissing became more frantic, passionate. A battle of the tongues ensued,
and two pair of hands roamed all over each others bodies. Steve pulled away
reluctantly, and looked into Kevin's eyes. He started to bend his knees, as
he slid to the shower floor. He was going to suck dick, for the first time.
He was so new to this, but it felt so... right. As he lowered himself, he
kissed a trail down Kevin's toned body. He sucked each nipple, getting the
nubs hard, getting an audible moan from Kevin as he threw his head back in
his horniness. Steve licked his way over each ab, taking the time to stick
his tongue into Kevin's innie. Steve's hands, roamed all over Kevin's back,
starting to massage each globe of his bubble ass. Now, Steve was facing
Kevin's cock. It stood out, in it's glory, a glob of precum dripping out of
the slit. Taking a deep breath, Steve went in, licking the head, and
getting his first taste of man cream. He swallowed, and now knew that this
was what he wanted. Not pussy, not girls... cock. That was it. His mouth
engulfed 5 inches of Kevin's meat. Kevin let out an uninhibited loud moan,
and placed his hands on the back of Steve's head, guiding him.

"Oh, Steve. Suck me. Please... Go down on my dick.... yess...... ohhh"

	Steve was still new. There was no way he could take all 11 inches
of that cock.  But he was damn well gonna try. He got to 6 inches, and
couldn't take anymore. He started to bob up and down, while his hands
started to part Kev's cheeks, feeling the smooth crevasse that would lead
to Kev's most private spot. The excess soap and water provided a great
lube, and while Kev was getting the blowjob of his life, his virgin hole
was getting it's own massage with Steve's fingers. Kevin began to buck into
Steve's face.  He was getting close. Kevin's face began to bead up with
sweat, which the shower stream quickly washed away. While Steve got his
face fucked, he was busy with his own member, pounding away with his right
hand, while his left was busy, his pointer finger now knuckle deep in
Kevin's hot hole. Kevin was gasping for air, and in between, he managed to
mumble.

"I'm.... gonna.... cum...... fuuuccckkk......."

	Steve had no intention of backing off. He had gone this far, he had
had a taste of Kevin's juices, and now he wanted it all.

"Shoot.... in me...... now..........."

He turned his mouth into a vacuum, sliding up and down Kevin's prick,
slobbering to make it more wet. Steve looked up, just in time to see Kevin
open his mouth, letting out a low growl. With one final plunge, Kevin
unloaded himself into Steve's mouth, all his muscles tensed. Spurt after
spurt of hot cum filled Steve's mouth, and he greedily swallowed the entire
load, with only a drop or two that dribbled down his chin. He removed his
finger from Kevin's hole, and stood up, panting, wiping the excess cum off
his chin, only to suck it into his mouth. The boys looked at each other,
now in a totally different light. Not a word was spoken between them, until
Kevin looked down, and saw that Steve's 13 incher was still hard as
ever. Kevin looked up to Steve, a sneer on his face.

"Your turn...."

Well, I decided to keep this short. Should I continue? Thanks for
reading. :-D