My new buddy's arms

[BBMikeNJ]

Here's a real quick one. Let me know if you think it's worth a part 2...


I met this guy by chance, in a m4m chatroom for Seattle, of all places. I don't live in Seattle, but was going to be out there for work, and was hoping to find someone to meet, maybe go out to dinner with, show me around...not even necessarily a hook-up. Although, in the chatrooms, that's hard to find. Most of the first responses I got were "you top or bottom?" Just when I started thinking I'd be spending a lot of evenings in Seattle on my own, I got IM'd from Jeff.
"How you doing?" he asked
"Good here man," I answered cautiously.
"Why are you in this chatroom, you're profile says you're from Cleveland?"
I was impressed that he was typing in whole words.
"I'll be there for a few days on business starting tomorrow, and was looking for someone who might enjoy showing me the town."
We chatted for a few minutes more. Jeff was a 29yo computer geek, which were his words, and was easy to chat with. We seemed to have enough in common to make us both agree to meet. We swapped pictures, and he didn't look like a psycho, assuming it was really him in the pic. In fact, he really did look like a computer geek. He was cute though, and reminded me of the guy that plays Ugly Betty's boyfriend Henry on the TV show, and since this is normally not my type sexually, I thought it would work out perfectly to have a casual time with him during my short stay.
We arranged to meet up the next evening at the restaurant next to the hotel I'd be staying at. I had to go to bed after that, as I had a 6am flight to Seattle the next morning that would hopefully get me to my conference by 11am pacific time.
Everything went on time with my flight, although I was a little late to the conference by the time I checked into the hotel. Fortunately the meetings were right in the hotel itself, but I got so busy with them that I nearly forgot about my dinner with Jeff until I got back up to my room around 7 o'clock. I rushed down to the lobby and onto the street. As Jeff had said, the restaurant was literally next door, so I was not late at all. In fact, as I reached for the front door of the restaurant, a tall clean-cut nerdy looking guy was reaching for it at the same time.
"Jeff?" I asked tentatively.
"Mike?" he asked back.
We both smiled and shook hands. He did have a cute smile, but was actually thinner than I had even imagined.
We had a great time at dinner, especially for two people who had never met. I thought to myself half-way thru the dinner that this guy could make a great friend, and how nice it was not to have the sexual pressure I'd have had if he was a musclehead. Although four glasses of wine later, I was feeling some sexual pressure. Jeff was starting to look cuter and cuter, and muscle or no muscle, I had an empty hotel room waiting for me right next door.
We chatted ourselves thru the main course, and when the dessert menu came, I looked at Jeff and said "You want to just go back to my room for a little bit?"
"Sure," he said with a grin.
We made our way back to my hotel. In the elevator, I promised myself not to make the first move. I didn't want to ruin a potential friendship by some half-tipsy sexual advances.
We got up to my room, and I let him in ahead of me. The second I stepped inside and the door shut, we were all over each other. Groping and pawing. I pinned him up against the door and kissed him deep and hard and long. Both of us had hard-ons by the time I stopped.
"Wow," he said.
We both took off our shirts. We both had on white guinea tees. I was bigger and more muscled than him, but he was lean and smooth.
"You have a great body," he said. "I wish I had muscles like that."
I flexed my right arm at him.
"Wow," he said.
"Now let me see yours," I said to him.
"Nah. I'm way too skinny!"
"You look tight though. Let me see."
He raised his arm and gave it a half-assed flex. It was skinny, but a tight little mound formed.
"Come on, Jeff, flex it harder."
He flexed harder, and the mound bunched up a bit higher. "I told you I was skinny!" he said.
"That's not half bad, man. Now, shake out your arm, and flex it again."
He shook his arm out, then brought it back into a flex, looking at himself in the mirror.
"See?" I said. "You got gunz. Now squeeze out that flex as hard as you can and hold it." He flexed harder, and the muscle bunched up even more. "Now unflex it and let it hang down for a minute." He put his arm down and I went over to him and started rubbing it up and down. His skin was smooth as satin, and his skin had no imperfections at all. His arm, though fairly thin, felt hard and sinewy. "You feel it swelling up?"
"Yeah, I think I do." I knew from our talk at dinner that he had never lifted weights. I could feel his biceps belly plumping up like a Ball Park frank.
After about a minute of massage his arm, I said "Now, flex it again." He flexed into the mirror, and his arm did look fuller.
"WOW!" he responded. Even I was a little taken aback by how swole it had grown. Both of us were getting turned on by his newly pumped arm.
"Feel it," I told him.
He reached over with his other hand and squeezed his arm. He looked at me surprised. "It's hot to the touch!" he said excitedly. I reached over and put my hand over his mound. It was surprisely hard.
"Jeff, man, imagine if you lifted," I said, getting hard to the feel of his tight lean arm. "Here," I said, "lay on the bed and let your arm hang over the edge." He did it, and we both watched as his forearm veins started to show thru his smooth skin. They popped out more than I would have imagined. Blue and branching, pulsing thru the pale underside of his forearm. I got onto the bed and straddled him. I rubbed his arm from his shoulder down, force it to swell even more. And then more. His skin felt so tight, like it might split from the swelling of his arm muscles.
"God," he said, "It's throbbing! Keep doing it!"
His right arm wasn't the only thing throbbing. We both had raging hard-ons, and I couldn't remember when my cock had ached with such pleasure. I leaned down onto Jeff and kissed him again, pulling his arm up and against the side of my neck, feeling the heat of it, the pulsing of his swelling veins. We kissed deeply and I bucked hard into him, our cocks grinding into each other thru our pants.
Suddenly, Jeff flipped us both over on the bed. Now he was on top of me, looking down. He brought up his right arm and FLEXED. His arm was probably all of 15 inches, but he flexes so hard, the biceps swelled together, pulling away from his elbow and mounding UP. The peak had to be 2 inches bigger than when we had started.
"Godddam, Jeff!" I grunted, as my whole body shuddered at the sight of his tight nerd muscle. I felt him shuddering too. Both of us came in our pants at the same moment.
He lowered himself on top of me. We laid there breathing heavily on each other for awhile. Finally, he said "I just came to my own muscle."
"Jeffie, bud, we gotta get you some weights...."

[ottm]

Please do continue...especially with development of other body parts

[TheMM]

Nothing wrong with a short and sweet little story. Makes for a good "bedtime" story.

[arpeejay]

More, of course, and soon!

xoxo

Richard

[manlion]

Yeah, more please, I definitely wanna see where this goes.

[abbraxis]

Yes... for the love of muscle, continue! This is GREAT!

[Kymuscleboy]

Please continue this story. I want to see Jeff grow into a hot, buffed nerd. Something about that turns me on so much!

[ydt81]

it was different somehow and i like your style.
keep it up-its worth it!

[7leecker]

sweet, Mike.

[BBMikeNJ]

The next day at the conference, I couldn't concentrate on anything but when I'd be seeing Jeff. We decided to get together for dinner again, and I told him just to come up to my hotel room, I'd order room service. Fuck going out to some restaurant and pretending like I wasn't obsessing over his arm muscles, and aching to see just how pumped up we could get them. Not that he wasn't feeling the same way. He'd called my cell around lunchtime to say that he'd gone into the restroom at work and flexed his arms in the mirror till they strarted feeling hot and tight. He told me he'd almost cum without even touching himself. That was with a long-sleeve dress shirt on, so he wasn't even seeing the muscle, just feeling it. Said he'd never felt like this. Said it almost scared him, it was so overwhelming. When I got off the phone with him, I almost had to go up to my room to jack off to the thought of my new nerdy buddy flexing out in his dress shirt, watching himself in the mirror, blood rushing into his arms. Geezus, how was I going to last till dinner? As it was, I had to turn down some important clients who invited me to go out with them that night. Risky move, but I couldn't help it. I even slipped out mid-afternoon, and found a sporting goods store. I bought two 25lbs dumbbells and a couple of pre-mixed protein drinks and put them up in my room for later.
The rest of the day couldn't pass quickly enough. Tick tock, tick tock, the clock moved so slowly thru every stupid presentation. My heart pounded rapidly, and I was sweaty with anticipation. Finally, 6 o'clock came, my last meeting ended, and I snuck out of the schmooze fest that followed. By the time I got up to the door of my room, my hands were shaking as I slipped my card key into the slot. I wasn't in the room 2 minutes when the phone rang. God, don't be cancelling out on me, I thought to myself as I answered.
"Hey," said Jeff, "you all done with work?"
"Yeah," I answered breathlessly.
"Good. I'm in the lobby."
"Come on up then," I said, and hung up.
A few minutes later, Jeff knocked at my door. I wiped my sweaty hands on my pants. "Hey, Jeff," I said as I opened the door. We shook hands, and I noticed that his palms were sweaty too. That helped relax me. "Come on in."
He smiled sheepishly as he came in. "I couldn't stop thinking about last night," he said as we stepped into the main part of my room.
"Me either," I said, reaching into the sporting goods bag. "Here, I bought something for you." I pulled out the dumbbells and laid them on the bed.
"Wow," he said, "for me?" He seemed genuinely touched.
"Well, yeah, man, if you want, I thought we'd see if they made any difference in your arms. I mean, if you're up for it."
"Sure," he said, picking up the weights. "Wow, they're kinda light."
"You sure you never lifted before?"
"No. I was never very athletic. I'd skipped a couple grades as a kid, and was always the smallest in my class. I was only 5'5" when I got out of high school. It wasn't till after that that I even started getting taller. Like I hit puberty when I was 20!" he said, sprouting that cute grin.
"OK, then," I said, wanting to hug him like a puppy. "I'm going to take a quick shower. Why don't you do some curls and see what happens?"
"Like this?" he asked, curling the weights up and down smoothly.
"Perfect."
"How many times?"
"Ten or twelve, til you get tired. Then take a rest, try it again. Don't try to overdo it. I'll be right out.
"Cool," he answered, not looking up, but watching his arms lift the weights alternately.
I went into the bathroom and got ready for my shower. Once I got in, it felt good to wash off my day's worth of anticipatory sweat. I let the hot water pour over me. I felt much more relaxed now that Jeff was here. It would be interesting to see if he maintained his exitement in his muscles. The thought of him even trying got me half hard.
I got out of the shower, dried off, and wrapped the towel around my waist. I went out into my room, and Jeff was still curling.
"How many sets have you done?" I asked him.
"Sets?"
"How many times have you rested, then started again?"
"Oh," he said. "I haven't stopped yet." He kept curling the weights.
"Really? How many reps?"
"Reps is short for repititions, right... I knew that one.....77 so far."
"OK, Jeff, stop," I said walking over to him. "Put the weights down." I guided his arms over the bed, and he let go of the dumbbells.
"I never got tired," he said innocently.
"That's OK, man. Let's take a rest now though. Why don't you take off your shirt?"
He reached up to go for his top button.
"Whoa," he said. "My hands don't seem to want to go that far."
"Here, let me help you." I undid the buttons of his shirt. I could feel the heat coming off of him, smell his clean scent. He tried to pull the shirt off, but was having trouble so I helped him out with that too. I tugged at his sleeves till they slipped over his arms and came off. He stood there looking at me, a little nervously.
"Is this normal, to get so stiff?" he asked.
I had a hard time answering as I soaked in the look of his arms. They were swollen up like crazy. His forearms were nearly purple, and the veins continued to swell out as he held his arms down to his sides. "Sssometimes," I managed to stutter out.
"It kinda hurts," he said.
"You just overdid it some," I answered him quickly, sensing his concern.
He turned and looked at himself in the bureau mirror. Now that he had stopped curling, his arms were swelling up more and more.
"Oh my god!" he said. He managed to reach across with one hand and feel the opposite arm. "They're so TIGHT!"
"It's OK, man." I said.
"Damn straight it's OK," he answered. He raised his arms into a double-bi shot. His arm muscles responded instantly, swelling and bunching up. "I look like goddam Superman!!"
He did have a fine pair of pumped up nerd muscle arms. Enough so that my towel had unwrapped itself, but was now hanging on my rockhard hardon that was jutting toward Jeff's reflection in the mirror.
"Come and feel them!" he said, turning towards me. I went up to him, rreached up and put my hands on top of his biceps. "Are they as hard as they feel to me??" he asked excitedly.
"They are real hard, man," I said to him. This friggen computer nerd didn't have an ounce of fat on him. His arms were like swollen steel. In fact, as he flexed them even harder, I noticed his whole body tense up, and underneath his skin tight guinea tee undershirt, I saw a six pack of abs showing thru.
"I gotta do more reps," he said eagerly.
"Wait, Jeff," I said, gaining some composure. "Drink this," and I handed him one of the protein drinks I'd bought. He looked at it for a second, then uncapped it and drank it down hungrily. As he tipped his head back to get every drop, I noticed his biceps belly hanging out a good 2 inches over his lower arm. I almost busted a nut right then.
"That'll make the muscle grow, right?" he said to me, wiping his mouth with the back of his forearm.
"Oh yeah."
"Good!" he said, picking up the dumbbells. He began curling them rapidly up and down. "My arms feel like two huge swollen cocks!" he exclaimed. They looked like it too. Swollen and veiny.
"Slow down some Jeff. Concentrate on the arm muscles with each rep, and squeeze it out at the top."
"Like this?" He brought his right arm up and crunched the curl as hard as he could, and the muscles popped out with such clarity it was like someone had switched from analog reception to High Definition TV.
I had to brace myself against the dresser to keep from falling. He continued to do rep after rep, squeezing at the top of each as hard as he could, crunching his biceps into super tight balls. After 20 reps, I told him to stop. He tossed the weights down onto the bed. "Shake out those arms, man," I told him. He grinned, and shook his arms, then clenched them tight into a half pose. He reached out and pulled the towel off my throbbing dick. Pre-cum trailed out of it and followed the towel as Jeff tossed it onto the bed. He got down on his knees and rubbed his hard arm across my cock.
"Aahhhhh Jefff," I groaned.
He pinned my cock into the crook of his elbow. "Cum on this arm," he said. I looked down at the top of his arm as he tightened it against my dick. I saw the split of his biceps deepening across the length of his now baseball-sized arm, emerging like a thick faultline between the two muscle sections of his upper arm. I couldn't hold back against the sight of it. I braced myself against the dresser. The sinewy hardness of his lean forearm and biceps held me tightly, and my load roared out of me like a super-soaker, spraying 4 feet behind Jeff.
Jeff released his grip on my dick and fell back onto his ass. "Wow," he said. "You OK?" he asked me.
"Never better. You?"
"Same, 'cept I came in my pants again."
"How was it?"
"Best orgasm I ever had."
"You know, I have to go back to Cleveland tomorrow morning."
He stood up and looked at me. His arms looked like swollen balloons. I could see a thick vein starting to stand out down his upper arm, one that hadn't been there before.
"That sucks," he said.
"Uh-huh," I said, grabbing the towel off the bed and wiping down my still-hard dick and his arm. Then we kissed and tumbled onto the bed, knocking the dumbbells onto the floor with a loud THUNK. We romped around on the bed for an hour. I finally got a chance to make him cum without his pants on. We ordered room service and showered together. It was hard for me not to stare at his arms. It was hard for him not to flex them at me. I told him he needed to join a gym, or hire a trainer, see where it took him. He said he would. He said he had a webcam that he'd never used, but now he would, to show me his progress. I said I'd like that. He left after we ate, and my heart felt heavy. I was going to miss watching my new buddy grow. But who knows?

[ydt81]

I love how 'cute' and nerdy Jeff is; It's just really different to see the narrator smitten and it makes Jeff all the more hot and desirable.

Good job

[lewj99]

Great story! And it's nice to read about a growing muscle guy with the same name as me.

[abbraxis]

Originally Posted by lewj99

Great story! And it's nice to read about a growing muscle guy with the same name as me.

... I love when that happens too .

And a FINE addition, but in case people don't think to check the original story, either make a new post or edit the title of this one to say "with Part 2" or something to that effect.

Generally people make new posts when they add to existing stories... but it's up to you.

And again, it was a GREAT addition... though I'm confused how Mike could take a shower after he gives Jeff the dumbell. Raging horses wouldn't have been able to pull *ME* away !

Keep it up. I can't wait to see what Jeff can do when he comes back...