Mid-Life Crisis

[powerlifter938]

[COLOR=white]My first story. This is kind of an early draft, I was too excited to go back and edit but I will go back and do that later. If people like it, I have a few ideas about potential future chapters... So here you are. Enjoy![/COLOR]



[COLOR=white] Larry was sitting in his bedroom, blinds drawn, typing on his computer when he heard the knock at the door. Immediately his heart started beating faster in anticipation of what he knew was coming. Slowly, he got up in his jeans and white button shirt, and made his way towards the front door.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=white]Pausing in front of it, he took in a deep breath, put on a smile and opened the door, letting out a kind “Hello” to the young man on his doorstep. [/COLOR]
[COLOR=white] Larry was 43 and recently divorced after finally coming to terms with his sexuality. At first, his wife thought it was just a midlife crisis when she realized her husband was flirting with men online, but eventually the truth came out and the marriage deteriorated. Now Larry was on his own, free to quietly pursue the young men he’d recently learned he loved.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=white]The one currently on his doorstep was about a foot shorter than Larry’s 6’3 frame, dressed in a blue jeans, sunglasses, and a tight gray tank top that showed off his lean physique – small, tight pecs and cut arms. Larry’s heart skipped a beat.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=white] To his dismay, the young man looked rather disappointed.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=white] “Are you… are you Larry?” he asked in disbelief.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=white] “Yes,” Larry answered eagerly, “Lorenzo?”[/COLOR]
[COLOR=white] The young man nodded, looking Larry up and down disapprovingly.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=white] “Why don’t you come on in?” Larry asked eagerly.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=white] Lorenzo shook his head vigorously. “No, I don’t think so. This isn’t what I expected. You said you were in shape… clearly you aren’t.” He raised an eyebrow at the area above the belt of Larry’s blue jeans.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=white] “What? – but… I am? I’m not fat, I’m alright. In shape, no?”[/COLOR]
[COLOR=white] Lorenzo smiled at Larry’s ignorance. “I don’t think so,” he said, trying to repress a laugh. “This really isn’t going to work. I’ll just get going. Goodbye.” And he turned and walked away from the doorstep to his car parked across the street. Larry slowly closed the door, confused by what had just happened.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=white]He found himself in the gray darkness of his new bachelor pad. Being new to the neighborhood, Larry was still uncomfortable with the neighbors finding out about his still dormant gay sex life, and as a precaution kept the blinds down on all the windows in the house. Now, he found himself making his way through the shadows of the living room towards the bedroom, pausing in front of the large mirror standing by his wardrobe.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=white] Larry then looked at his reflection in the mirror, something he very rarely did. He knew he was out of shape, and that was why he hardly ever looked at himself in the mirror. It was his way of hiding the truth from himself, and so he was very surprised and disappointed now as he looked closely at himself.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=white]The white collar shirt he was wearing tucked into his jeans was much tighter then it felt, accentuating the slightness and narrowness of his chest and the overall frame of his upper body. It also drew attention to the soft, round belly being pushed up by his tight jeans. His arms looked thin and feeble, which was only made more obvious by his gut, which he now rubbed; a new territory he’d just discovered. He frowned at the feeling of it.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=white] He looked at the reflection of his face, which still looked thin and healthy. For 43, he still had a great, healthy head of golden-blonde hair, and smooth pale skin. He wore glasses which hid the beauty of his deep blue eyes, which glanced down now at the bulge of his shirt.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=white]It’s only the clothes, he thought to himself and he tried to fight off the feelings of repulsion he felt blossoming for his body. So he decided to undress himself and began taking off his jeans, and then unbuttoning his shirt. Finally, he stood there in front of the mirror in only his boxers, giving him a chance to really look at himself. [/COLOR]
[COLOR=white]His chest looked even worse shirtless. It was completely flat but very soft looking. His shoulders were just as frail looking as his arms, and his thighs were pudgy, leading way to thin, almost non existent calves. He tried flexing his bicep in hopes of finding some sign of muscle, but was hugely disappointed when he saw the muscle barely twitch under the soft, untoned skin of his arm.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=white] Suddenly anger began to grow inside Larry as he grabbed his belly from the bottom and jiggled it up and down. He was disgusted with himself. How had he let this happen to himself? He’d always been naturally thin and never given much thought to it, so much so that he hadn’t noticed what had happened to his soft, doughy torso. [/COLOR]
[COLOR=white]He sat himself back at the computer, and in that moment he immediately felt how fat he was, glancing down as his belly sat on top of his thighs. [/COLOR]
[COLOR=white]Lorenzo’s reaction suddenly made sense to him as he browsed the profiles of the various gay dating sites he’d joined. The most sought after men were the ones with incredible bodies – toned abs, thick pecs, broad shoulders, massive bi’s. It all made sense now. [/COLOR]
[COLOR=white] Larry was through feeling disgusted with himself. In that moment, he decided it was time to make a change. A change that would only be too appropriate for his new life as a single gay man.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=white] That night, after ordering several items from an online sporting goods store, Larry lay flat on his back on the rug of his carpet, doing sit ups and pushups until he was too tired. [/COLOR]
[COLOR=white]He was revolted at how few he could do.[/COLOR]



[COLOR=white] A few days later, after several nights of push ups and sit ups, Larry’s order arrived and he couldn’t be more excited to take advantage of the weights he’d purchased. The pushups and sit ups alone had had a strong impact on him – each night after he did them, he suddenly found himself flexing and posing in front of his mirror in his underwear. Though there was very little change, he could see very, very slight differences in his chest. He loved sucking in his belly and picturing the possibility of a ripped six pack replacing the jelly-belly.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=white] There was a room in his house he’d been planning on turning into an office, but instead he decided he’d rather turn the space into his own private gym. He had one wall on the far back end installed with mirrors, and had organized a weight set, treadmill, cable machine, and pull up/dip machine around the room. As soon as it was unpacked, he changed into a plain shirt and shorts and started working out. Larry decided from then that he would not look at himself shirtless until he felt sure the transformation was complete.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=white]So Larry dedicated himself to training his body. Everyday, Larry would try and run on the treadmill for at least thirty minutes. It was difficult at first, as he wasn’t use to the rigor of it, and he would often give up. Gradually though, it became easier and easier to the point where he was running three miles a day. He was also lifting the weights, and continuing the floor exercises. He was embarrassed at how little weight and few reps he could do at the beginning, but slowly, he could feel himself becoming stronger and stronger, each weight adding a little more weight and pushing for those few extra reps. [/COLOR]
[COLOR=white] And he could feel the changes in otherways too. His jeans and shorts were becoming looser and looser as the flab of his belly melted away, and his shirts were becoming much tighter across the chest and sleeves. Though tempted to break it, he kept his commitment and avoided seeing his body at all costs. He could feel the muscle growing though, and the feeling of it belonging to him put a smile on his face whenever he thought about what was under the fabric of his shirt. [/COLOR]
[COLOR=white] After three months of dedication to his workout routine, he detected the change in another way. Whenever he went out in public, people were beginning to stare and glance repeatedly at him. He knew why. At the grocery store one day, he was wearing an old, red button shirt that, before his decision to change, had fit loosely. That day, the shirt was very snug against his arms, but even more so along his chest. Though he’d tried not to notice, he knew he’d grown a pair of large, thick, full and meaty pecs that had made it very difficult to button the shirt at the top. That day, while browsing through the produce section, the top button popped out suddenly into a pile of melons to which several woman gasped, ooed, and awed. The loss of the button gave the ladies a nice few of the tight line between his pecs. Larry loved the feeling of their eyes on him, lusting for what more that snug shirt hid.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=white] Despite the shrinking of his clothes, Larry decided not to spend a dingle dime on buying a new wardrobe. Not until his new body had destroyed every piece of clothing he currently owned. [/COLOR]
[COLOR=white] It was shortly after the supermarket incident that Larry decided it was finally time. [/COLOR]




[COLOR=white] Larry had had a terrific workout that day. His heart was beating quickly, and he’d been able to increase the weights on all his exercises. He was curling fifty pounds now on each arm, compared to the 15 he’d started with. His bench press had reached 275, after a disappointing 45 the first week. The white tee he’d worked out in felt skintight against his chest…. The time was definitely right.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=white] So after the workout, he walked into the bathroom, closed the door and stood in front of the mirror. Larry was nervous, and kept trying to only glance at the mirror. In those few glances, he could see what was to come as the shadows along the white cotton of his shirt gave him a preview of what was looming under the fabric. His heart was racing with excitement – he knew what he had become, and he was ready to revel in it.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=white] Slowly, he grabbed the bottom of the shirt with both hands and began slipping it up his torso. As he began to see the first lines of a cut stomach, the suspense got to him and he pulled up the shirt quickly, his vision of the mirror being temporarily replaced by the white of the shrit coming over his head. Without even thinking, he tossed it away as joy and excitement filled his body, his smile staring back at him and his new physique, because truly, that was what he had now. More than just the mere body he’d had weeks before, it was now a physique... Something to be admired and envied by all others.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=white] His shoulders were no longer slight, nor was his body narrow and frail. His shoulders had expanded greatly and were now broad and full, bulging up out of his arms and just far enough apart to hold his now massive chest that he could feel bulging out of his body and over his torso. No, not a chest, he thought, These are pecs. And so he grinned as he bounced his new pecs and watched the striations form under his control as he manipulated their strength, size, and power. At the sight of it, his smile instantly grew larger. [/COLOR]
[COLOR=white]Two hulking arms sprang out from the overwhelming thickness of his chest. While his biceps were once completely invisible, they had now grown to a size where no matter how relaxed Larry was, it seemed they were constantly flexing. His forearms had become incredibly thick, making them vascular and angular, bulging with the power of his new found strength. Taking a moment to pause and collect himself at what was about to happen, he then lifted up both massive arms and flexed his new biceps. [/COLOR]
[COLOR=white] Larry almost collapsed from the wave of happiness the sight gave him, but he held the flex, to enthralled by his reflection to let anything stop him. His arms had grown to at least 18 inches of hard, full, and shapely bicep, accentuated by equally impressive triceps that only added more size to what he knew was now a nice set of guns. Lowering his left arm, he used his left hand to feel his right bicep. The feeling of it almost made Larry melt. [/COLOR]
[COLOR=white] Deciding he would flex those biceps later on, he lowered both arms and began to examine his torso. His belly was gone completely – in fact, anyone who saw him now would be shocked to learn he’d ever had a gut. While his waist had widened to a nice and slim thirty inches, it was completely covered in thick and firm muscles that Larry had never even thought possible. The best part was the nice, tight six-pack that had taken the spot of his belly. Larry slowly passed his fingers along it from the top down, feeling as they moved up and down up each tight, bulging muscle. It was complete ecstasy. [/COLOR]
[COLOR=white] Sticking out his elbows to give a better view of his torso, he looked in the mirror as he turned and twisted and flexed the muscles of that rippling torso that rivaled those of Greek statues.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=white] Larry couldn’t believe it. He’d done it. He’d made something of himself - he’d become a man. A real man. Strong and powerful, with a body capable of making people drool.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=white] And he was ready for them to start drooling. [/COLOR]



[COLOR=white] The next day Larry decided it was time for the rest of the world to enjoy his new physique. He decided that the best way to do so would be by going to the community pool, a perfect excuse to take off his shirt.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=white] He arrived in sweats, a white tee, and a gray hoodie, a black back pack hung over his shoulder. He put down the backpack in a chair near the entrance and began to undress. First he slipped off the hoodie, draping it over the chair, and then he flipped off his sandals and pulled off the slacks, revealing a nice set of thick, smooth, diamond shaped calves. The orange swim trunks he was wearing were very short, and exposed the thick, powerful, shapely thighs he’d grown.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=white] Next he crossed his arms across his shirt, each hand grabbing the bottom and quickly he pulled it off in the way he’d seen all the hot guys on TV do. He knew people were looking in anticipation of what was to come, and he was loving it. Under the shirt, a skin tight wifebeater lay atop his muscles, the last thing keeping his spectators from viewing his physique in its entirety. He paused a second to put the shirt in his backpack, and he could feel the anticipation building in around the pool. Finally, smiling, he took off the wifebeater, feeling how enormous and bulging his muscles were, and letting everyone there see. [/COLOR]
[COLOR=white] So he decided to walk around the pool slowly in those tight orange trunks that hung to the beautiful, tight Adonis belt he’d carved around his midsection. He could feel the eyes staring at him, wondering what he lifted, how long he’d lifted, how his muscles felt. The sense of happiness it gave him was inexplicable. [/COLOR]
[COLOR=white] And that was when his heart skipped a beat – there, in front of him, tanning, was the young man who’d started it all. Larry couldn’t help himself.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=white] He walked towards the chair, stopping right beside it in a position that blocked Lorenzo’s sun. Lorenzo frowned, took off his black sunglasses, and squinted at the Goliath before him. Suddenly he gasped, standing up and coming face to face with two bulging, glistening pecs. [/COLOR]
[COLOR=white] “You!” he shouted, mouth agape as he looked up and down Larry’s chiseled physique. [/COLOR]
[COLOR=white] “Yeah,” Larry said, grinning, “Me.”[/COLOR]
[COLOR=white] He lifted his arms and proudly flex his huge guns, draping Lorenzo completely in his shadow. As he felt back into his chair in shock, Larry walked away, the grin in his face showing to everyone his confidence and new found cockiness. [/COLOR]

[arpeejay]

Very nice! Congrats on a great first effort!

xoxo

Richard

[Otaru_grower]

This was a wonderful first story! Well done!

[omelissokomos]

Originally Posted by powerlifter938

I have a few ideas about potential future chapters...

Based on this chapter, I'd definitely like to see those.

[mlbjock]

Definitely enjoyed it man. Reminds men of when I started lifting.

[QUOTE=powerlifter938;78963][COLOR=white]My first story. This is kind of an early draft, I was too excited to go back and edit but I will go back and do that later. If people like it, I have a few ideas about potential future chapters... So here you are. Enjoy![/COLOR]

[scott2462]

very nice. I agree with mlbjock, reminds me of when I started lifting in earnest...keep it coming!