Date: Sun, 25 Apr 2004 20:19:31 -0500
From: shyclout@aol.com
Subject: SETH: MuscleGod in Middle America

SETH: MuscleGod in Middle America

2:  Seth meets Rick

The clanging of the weights brought a smile to the soft gentle voiced
behemoth as he walked past the front desk.  It had been a full week since
he had been allowed to do any kind of lifting since he busted up his ankle
at the fire.  While not seriously hurt, Seth did have to wear one of those
plastic mobile casts that kept him out of the gym, his favorite haunt when
not at his small farm outside of town. He was eager to pump some major iron
as he looked at the few lifters who were in this Saturday morning.

Heading into the locker room with his bag, Seth heard his name called out.
It was his fellow volunteer firefighter, Rick Chason, who noted that Seth's
limp and hobbling were barely noticeable.  Seth nodded and mumbled he would
be out in a few after he changed into his workout gear.  Seth thought he
was scared of Rick, but did not know exactly why.  It was really just
nerves as Seth got all confused when Rick was near.  The constant dreams
Seth had been enjoying in the early mornings only added to his confusion.
Rick was cool and amusing around the firehouse.  Seth's dog, Patton,
considered him his second "human father" as Rick tossed the ball with him
whenever he visited the firehouse on weekends with Seth.

Seth stripped down and noticed he had not lost any major definition with
the week away from the gym as he turned to the mirrored wall in the locker
room.  He reminded himself to purchase a full size body mirror for his own
bedroom at the farm so he could pose and admire himself alone as he pulled
up his large jock. Adjusting his manhood, Seth gave himself a good squeeze
recalling this morning's session in bed.  He loved to wake up and pump out
a fresh load of fresh cum before hitting the shower and heading to
breakfast and the office during the work week.  On weekends he edged
himself longer and teased his hole with his fingers - never ever going
inside but making his rosebud pucker for his finger's attention. "Someday
Seth...somebody worthy will get it..." he thought to himself.

This Saturday morning he gushed an extra creamy white load that puddled
onto his pecs.  Rubbing the load into his large slabs of beef, Seth felt a
surge of power like a jolt of electricity run though his entire body as his
fingertips tweaked his large nipples.  It was quick, but noticeable and did
not last more than two seconds.  It energized him in his mind as he jumped
from his king size bed and got ready to lift at the gym.  He noted a
quickened pace in his step and an increased horniness, like he could shoot
another 7 shot gusher of cum across the room.
  "Maybe I should aim for my pecs all the time," he thought.  Smiling Seth
decided he had liked the energy that flowed through his massive body.

Still looking in the locker room mirror, Seth let go of his cock and saw
that it bulged obscenely in the now seemingly small white jockstrap.
Pulling up his blue nylon shorts, Seth smiled at his reflection.  "You are
one hot young man, Seth MacAllister," he said quietly to himself and
reached for the shirt that he pulled over his torso as he headed out of the
locker room.

Doing some needed stretches, Seth saw that Rick was working his arms over
in the corner.  Rick smiled when he looked over at Seth who was staring at
him. Seth's arms were huge and actually much larger than Rick's.  But right
then, Rick's looked awfully appetizing to Seth. He knew he wanted to go
over and touch them, squeeze them and feel them up so bad.  But he did not
know how to make that happen so he stood there and stared, as if bolted to
the floor.

Seth loved to flex his own arms for guys and gals at the gym.  He was asked
repeatedly by most everyone to flex after he worked them hard during the
week.  "His babies" as he called them were pushing 22 inches now.  He
thought nothing of it to let them cop a feel after a heavy arm
workout...his arms he knew were his calling card. He actually loved doing
it as much as his fellow gym rats loved feeling "his babies."  Truth be
told, Seth loved his entire body and could have easily competed in a
national NPC competition if he wanted but he never was inclined to enter.
He believed he and his body were meant for other special duties.  On the
days he concentrated on his legs, he loved his quads and calves. On the
days he concentrated on his chest and delts, he loved those
muscles. Getting a massage after a gut busting session at the gym was his
special reward to himself twice a month.  The masseuse, of course, had no
idea why Seth insisted on having his feet be the beginning and the end of
each massage.  Seth became totally aroused when his legs, specifically his
lower legs and feet were worked over by strong hands, rubbing out all the
tension in his massively muscled body.

This morning with that energy jolt still going through his veins Seth knew
something was different inside of him.  A layer of inhibitions had been
stripped from his mental armor.

Rick's arms were covered in sweat and Seth for a change did not shy away
from his dark side as he referred to it.  He wandered over slowly to see
them up close and was inclined to ask if he could cop a feel of those
pumped biceps.  Walking over to Rick, Seth mumbled a "Thanks again."  Rick
had been the firefighter who had pulled him out of the house when his leg
went through the staircase.  It was not a close call in hindsight, but you
never knew with a fire.  Rick grunted out a "No problem Seth...let's say
you owe me one...when you are ready..." as he continued curling the barbell
and watching himself in the mirror.  Rick wanted to get as big as Seth and
was sorely tempted to put the move on this big guy but he sensed his unease
around him.
  "I'll give him some time, I can tell he is interested in me for several
reasons...he is just bashful," Rick thought silently to himself.  "Maybe
ask him to be my lifting partner?"

After dropping the barbell, Rick extended his right arm and watched the
pump in his thick bicep pulsate.  Shaking his arm loose a bit, Rick
pretended Seth was like any other lifter there that morning.  Just another
guy, NOT the guy he pulled from the burning house, NOT the guy who was his
fellow volunteer firefighter, NOT the guy he secretly wanted to suck his
brains out this morning, BUT just a guy there lifting.  Rick had tried this
similar modus operandi in his last town and at his last gym.  It worked
then and he had no doubt he would score again soon.  Maybe not this morning
with Seth, but soon.

Rick turned full frontal to the mirror and saw that Seth was wide eyed and
still staring at him like a lost boy.  Having the cast on his one leg made
his innocence even more appealing to Rick.

"Need a spotter Seth?  I can do you if you want to wait a few minutes.."
and then Rick drew up his right bicep and flexed it.  It was really
improving and sculpted.  Rick's own hardness began to show as he loved the
male bicep - it was The Muscle.  He envied Seth's huge guns.  He wanted to
play and worship them so bad, but had not set a course of action to secure
that right yet.  He did get to feel Seth's quickly when he first came to
town and worked at this gym but that was before he joined the firehouse and
got to know Seth better.  He had never gotten close to those huge freaks
since.

Rick knew his guns were not Seth's size...not yet.  Seth's were so round
and hard and fucking huge, they truly were prime beef: USDA approved!  And
Seth's guns were usually the topic of conversation among the other lifters
at the gym when he worked them, but this morning Seth was not working his
guns and Seth was right next to him with a boner.  You could actually see a
nice clear outline of Seth's boner in his blue nylon shorts.

Rick knew he was making progress in his conquest of Seth, but this was at a
speed faster than light.  He was flattered the big guy was showing some
interest back. Rick decided to press his luck a bit and let the chips fall
where they may. "What are you going to be working out this morning Seth?
Your guns, your chest....I see your legs or should I say ONE LEG looks like
it has been pumped already..." joshed Rick.  Seth froze and turned
crimson. He was floored that Rick would say such a thing out loud and in a
public area.  He cupped himself and tried to adjust his hard cock to no
avail.

"Don't worry about it Seth...happens to a lot in gyms or haven't you
noticed?  Muscle has that effect on a lot of us guys.  Enjoy the moment or
are you here to enjoy my moment and my progress with my bis...they are
getting good aren't they?"  continued Rick as he turned and continued to
admire his flexed bicep in the mirror.  "Almost as big as your huge
mothers...Gotta hand it to you Seth, you are a stud.  Your arms are
phenomenal pal. They get me going sometimes in the best way possible.  When
we are at the firehouse doing drills or washing the trucks, it takes
everything I have not to stop and pull you to the back room and rape you
Seth..."  Rick softened his volume and stepped closer to Seth as he lowered
his arm.  "And when I pulled you out of the staircase at the fire...you
were kind of out of it, coming in and out of consciousness...I got myself a
real good feel of your arms pal.  Even in a moment of distress...I just
could not resist them.  Thank God they are as huge as they are, gave me
something to pull on and leverage you out you big lug!"

Seth felt himself get nudged in the side by this hot slick musclejock.
Seth's cock was beginning to leak and a small wet spot darkened the blue
nylon shorts. Seth did not care this morning, he was flattered at the
attention and he wanted to finally cross the bridge and touch another
musclehound like himself.  Rick was built really nice for his
height. Everything about him reeked of sex. Seth could not believe he
played on both teams.  If what Rick was saying and implying was true, Seth
could be one lucky sonuvabitch with him.

"So you are going to do me Rick....I need a lifting partner and a spotter
and truth be told, I need a few other things too," said Seth quietly in his
gentle voice.

"Sure I will do you Seth...and I will spot you this morning too.  But let
me be clear. I do not really like to lift with just anyone on a regular
basis.  If you are here when I am here, GREAT...BUT I want to ask you one
favor.  And it has to happen if we are going to develop and be working out
together...okay?  Would you flex for me right now, just give me a shot of
your biceps, both of them. I want to see your double bicep shot for myself
right here and now.  You can keep your shirt on, you don't even have to
pump them for me.  All I want is for you to give me a double bicep
pose...right now...here for me alone...And then I want you to feel my arms,
right here on the floor as I flex for you...."  Rick hoarsely whispered.

His own lust betraying his control.  "It is just something I wanted to do
with you, for you since I moved to town and met you at the firehouse...."
Rick finished by rolling the barbell with his foot back and forth on the
floor.  "You game big guy, you want to push it and see what happens?  I
think it would be so fucking hot....the two hottest most muscular studs
right here posing for each other."

Seth looked around shaking his head slowly, "..you mean right now, could we
do it in the locker room away from everyone...aren't you worried about what
these guys might say? It is kind of gay don't you think?"

"That's my best offer Seth...take it or leave it...I think you want it and
I know you need it, look at you - leaking that cocksnot from your cock
missile..." Rick murmured as he reached over and caressed Seth's boner
through the nylon material.  Seth choked out a sigh.  Fortunately for him,
most of the lifters were engrossed in their own routines and did not see
what Rick was doing with his throbbing cock.  Seth's huge back and lats
shielded most of Rick's hand and arm action.

"Okay, I will do it but we gotta make it quick Rick...we could do it longer
in the locker room or somewhere else..." said Seth whose eyes were glazing
over at the workout Rick was applying to his rock hard cock.

"Don't worry Seth...that is going to happen too. And don't worry, I am not
even asking you to remove your shirt.  I don't want to start a riot....just
get 'em up and flex for me you Big MuscleGod...now!" Rick said sternly.

Seth stared at Rick.  He had gotten a command and his mind was making
adjustments.  Quietly, Seth said "okay...you know I have never done
something like this before Rick don't you?"  He continued to look around
the gym hoping no one would notice Rick jerking him off through his nylon
shorts....the wet spot was now the size of an Eisenhower silver dollar and
growing.

"You are liking my hand action aren't you Seth?  You like it that a hot guy
like me is into you.  I am into you soooo bad," said Rick as he leaned into
the big behemoth.  "...I have been wanting to get you alone over to my
house and work your body over for the past few months...just waiting for
the right time.  I would never have guessed this morning was my and your
lucky day." Rick's hand stopped stroking Seth and began to squeeze his cock
girth as if to feel the pulsing blood flow through Seth's second favorite
muscle after his huge arms.  Each squeeze brought Seth to new heights of
sexual tension.  Small pearl drops of cum climbed to his pisshole and
seeped out.  Seth felt he almost had to stand on his toes as if trying to
stop the eruption of muscle juice he was sure to come. He loved this
feeling and loved the fact that someone other than he was touching his cock
and using his muscles.

"Alright, you got me Rick...just a quick double bicep flex is all you
wanted and I can keep my shirt on right?"  panted Seth close to cumming.

"Yup.  We'll see how you like it...posing for me here. And then I will flex
for you and you get to feel my progress okay?" responded Rick staring
straight into Seth's eyes. No more than 8 inches apart, the stare left no
doubt of who was in command.

"Let's see 'em Seth.  Get 'em up for me..." Rick spit out revelling in his
power.

Seth looked shyly again around the gym before asking one last time, "You
sure we can't do it in the locker room?  Or I can come over to your house
right after I work out this morning and pose for you, even do more than my
arms Rick?  I would be awesome then, all pumped from a good workout..."

"Nope, right now," said Rick crisply.

"I promise I will work them extra hard and get them pumped if you let me do
them with no one around Rick, " offered Seth still hoping he could avoid
the intimate public display between them.

"Nope, but if you want to make sure you give me your best double bicep pose
- why don't you do a few curls, I know you really want to do that for me
don't you Seth?"  Seth nodded he would, his arms were his favorite body
part and he never ever wanted them just posed.  He wanted them to shine and
impress when on display.

Quickly bending over, Seth grabbed ahold of the 80lb barbell that was on
the floor and blasted out a quick set of 15 reps.  Rick just stood and
watched, his back to the other lifters, his eyes burrowing down on Seth, he
watched as Seth did a second set and then a third set to get the best pump
he could for him.  Rick's own dick was now grossly tenting his tight red
bike shorts he wore to workout.  Rick kicked a smaller barbell on the floor
to get Seth's attention.  Seth looked up and saw Rick press his thumb and
pointer finger into his shorts outlining his hugeness.  Seth could see what
effect he was having on Rick.  This morning's energy jolt spread from his
massive pecs down to his own groin.  They were in synch.

Seth looked up and smiled involuntarily. He knew it.  Rick did want him as
badly as he wanted to feel Rick.  Rick murmured, "See how you got me going
stud.  Not many guys can get this rise out of me so quick like you do
Seth...work those babies for me pal. I want them the best you can get them
and I can't hold out much longer. Do me two more sets and let's see you
pose MuscleGod, let's see you flex for me with all you got..." Rick
continued to outline his thick tube, its growth was now bordering obscene
as the material caught every curve and pulse of his surging cock.  Up and
down he went along his clothed thick tube with his fingers as it grew out
to his hip.

Seth was almost ready to put on the show. His own cock continued to leak
cocksnot, but he honestly did not care. He has crossed the bridge and
wanted to get Rick off while feeling him up.  If posing for him in the gym
was a needed step, he would do it. He need to touch and suck another gym
rat so bad he could not hold out much longer.  Seth wanted Rick, he wanted
to surrender to his dark side this morning. He could not believe his luck
with Rick here, buff and pumped asking him to show his arms - his favorite
muscle, the muscle everyone wanted to touch on him.

Standing up, Seth smiled with full confidence, "..you ready Rick?  You
ready for my show like you want?  Here they are - shirt on as you said!"
Up and flexed Seth's huge guns went.  Popping with pure power, the biceps
display caught everyone in the gym's attention.  A quiet descended on the
gym floor for a good 20 seconds as all heads turned to Seth.  Seth exulted
inside as he always did, he loved being the center of attention and knew
his arms drew stares no matter if they were pumped or not.  Turning his
upper body slightly to his left and then to his right, Seth held his pose
long so everyone on the gym floor could see the majesty of his muscularity.
Rick stared and smiled at the massive display.  His cock was wet inside his
tight red shorts.  Not cumming, but drooling a steady stream of precum and
leaving a huge wet spot you could not ignore.

"Fantastic MuscleGod, you Seth are something....words do not do you
justice...fucking awesome and you know it don't you stud...you like doing
this for me, don't you!  Tell me you like posing for me Seth!"  Rick said
lustfully but clearly.

"I wanted to do this for you Rick. I really did...I like sharing my body
and my muscles for people...flexing for you is a pleasure. It gets me
hard." said Seth as he lowered his arms.

"Seth, I did not tell you to stop.  Get your right bicep up right now..."
instructed Rick.  Seth followed the order.

Seth was willing to do anything right now for Rick.  He had a very
appreciative audience of one and wanted nothing more than to please Rick.
"Now feel your right peak with your left hand for me Seth.  Feels hard
doesn't it...like a hard cock, like the cock in my shorts Seth" whispered
Rick as he watched Seth grab and feel his right flexed bicep. Seth looked
intently at his flexed bicep and then back to the huge red spot of precum
that he knew his body had made in Rick's shorts.  Rick's cock was growing
more huge as Rick worked it feverishly.

Rick walked over to Seth and rubbed his surging cock across Seth's rippled
quad.  Seth whimpered a quiet, " Fuck yeah...." as a large moist spot was
left on his quad.  Another electrical jolt went into Seth's system it felt
like to him. He felt even more powerful than before.

"Okay, drop it down.  Now my turn to treat you Seth as I will get more of
you later at my place if you are interested...that is, " said Rick who was
breathing heavily at this intense interaction between them.

"I am, " responded Seth who was enjoying the electrical surge flowing
through his entire body.  His brain was now registering Cum equals Power,
Cum is MuscleJuice.  He wanted more. On his chest or even finally sucking
Rick off and taking a load down his throat. He had never had to give a blow
job before, he did not even know if he knew how to give one. Everyone
always wanted to touch and suck him off.  And he was fine with that, he
loved that, he enjoyed nothing more than a talented warm wet mouth
surrounding his cock and sucking him off.  This morning was going to his
best ever he thought.

Rick still glistening with sweat from his own workout ripped off his wife
beater and inhaled.  Grabbing the loaded bar, he did a quick set of 20 for
a slight pump to edge his muscles.  Seth sat on the bench and eyed Rick's
bare torso that was covered in perspiration.  He smiled when he saw the
light hair covering Rick had on his ab area that tapered down into his
shorts. That was sexy.  He liked his own hairless look and felt blessed he
did not have to shave or trim too much.  But Rick's black curly treasure
trail intrigued him as it was something he did not have and yet Rick's
vascularity was damn impressive.

"Get ready MuscleGod, I want you to follow my instructions the rest of the
way. We are going to do a quick show for ourselves here in front of
everyone else.  And none will be the wiser...okay?  You ready?  You going
to follow my commands Seth?"  Rick hoarsely asked as his arousal was taking
a toll on him.  Seth kept saying "Yes" to every short question asked by
Rick.

Rick said, "Here we go...grab my cock pal, just feel it before I
pose...Great, that feels so good Seth...feels good to you doesn't it?"
Rick knew all his previous conquests became infatuated with his huge cock,
Seth too was easily becoming in love with his cock as he gripped it tight
and squeezed.  Rick asked him quietly to appreciate all of his offerings
and this stopped Seth from squeezing the huge cock.

Rick nodded to his tiny erect nipples and symmetrical lats and torso
development. Seth's eyes followed Rick's eyes and he understood.  He
reached up and gently felt each muscle group. Rick's cock bolted in his
shorts, Seth had seen it try to punch its way through the silky shorts when
he touched the tiny erect nipples.

Rick inhaled and flexed shirtless. Both arms while smaller than Seth's were
beautifully contoured and round and hard from the morning workout.

"Come here and kiss my right bicep Seth..." Rick barked, "...oh God that
feels so good Seth...lap at it for me pal..."  Seth did as commanded while
his right hand dove into his own blue nylon shorts.

"Come here and now lick around the crown for me, get me harder Seth....you
know you want to do that for me...I can see it in your eyes pal..."  Rick
was loving the control and the response.

"Do me, come on, these are for you Seth...Feel me up - no one is looking
right now.  Kiss my biceps...both of them. Now kiss me right on the
lips...come on...." Rick was going for broke.

Seth kept his own cock well attended as he did all that Rick asked and
commanded.


NEXT: Off to the locker room and Rick's home for Seth and Rick

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