Memoirs of a Gay Jock 12

[luvyalots]

Previously, Danny wins the state football championship and gets lifting advice from Will's boyfriend Brett.

Thursday, December 26, 2005:

Mom invited Brett over for dinner on Christmas Eve. To be honest, I was a little surprised ? having my boyfriend over for such an important meal means she likes him and acknowledges that we?re serious. And you should?ve seen how he looked in this tight blue sweater he was wearing ? Goddamn, I was practically hard at the dinner table. You could see every curve of every muscle ? his shoulders, arms, pecs, back. I whispered to him how good he looked and he whispered back that I didn?t look so bad myself. I was wearing a button-down shirt that was fitting me kind of snug ? I?ve finally started putting on size again ? only about five pounds or so, but it?s pretty much all been in my upper body and I?m already feeling it in my clothes.

Mom made a lot of small talk during dinner. She asked Brett about his dad ? how he?s a bouncer and what it?s like. She asked him about culinary school and what kind of chef he wanted to be ? a soux chef, he said. She asked him what he was doing now ? working at CVS. I mean, it was like an interrogation, but Brett didn?t seem to mind too much. He kept looking over at me and smiling. I could tell my mom knew what was going on between us ? well, except for the sex and smoking pot parts of course.

After dinner, we opened presents. I had gotten Brett Cinderella Man on DVD ? he loves his boxing movies ? but he gave me this bottle of fancy cologne ? it must?ve cost him a fortune. He told me it was for after workouts and then winked ? I knew what he meant. I immediately reached over and kissed him. It was the first time I ever kissed a guy in front of my mom, but I didn?t care. Later, we made popcorn and watched the movie. It was great ? there was no sex or even making out, just a little cuddling. With Steve, of course, I?d be fucking him half a dozen times or something, whether I wanted to or not. With Brett, we only do it if he knows I want to.

Today ? the day after Christmas ? I unfortunately had to work at the high school weight room. Even though the school is closed for winter recess, the wrestling coach insisted the weight room be open for the wrestlers since it?s the middle of their season. Of course, only one or two even show up this time of year. So you could imagine my surprise when Danny Matthews came walking in.

I asked him what he was doing there. He was like, what do you think? I laughed and told him I?d be happy to spot him if he needed it, but he said he?d do a little warm-up and then cardio ? that would explain why he wasn?t just using his weight bench at home. Apparently, he?s put on too much weight over Christmas and needs to get back under his wrestling weight of 189 ? he said he weighed in at 192 this morning. Yeah, the kid?s getting big!

He headed over to the bench press, loaded on 185 and punched out 15 easy reps ? I mean, seriously, it was like it was nothing to him ? and then a second set of ten more after a quick break. So I guess 185 is an easy warmup for him now. Let me just say I hope I don?t get into anymore lifting contests with him ? he?d beat me easily. After that, he lifted the hood of his sweatshirt over his head, turned on his iPod and went on the treadmill for the next half hour.

By the time he was done, he was drenched in sweat, even through the sweatshirt and I could smell his BO when he walked past me toward the showers. I have to give it to the kid, he kicks his own ass pretty hard. Those camps he?s gone to the last two summers have really taught him how to be an athlete. And he really stepped up this past football season, especially winning the state championship and all. I can only imagine how focused he?s going to be for his senior year, especially since colleges are starting to look at him.


Saturday, January 14, 2006:

I know I haven?t written in a while, but there isn?t really a lot to catch up on. Things have been great lately. Classes are good ? I?ll be graduating with a general associates degree in May, though I?m not sure what I?ll do then. Work isn?t nearly as bad as it used to be ? a lot of the high school jocks ask me to spot them, so I?m not bored anymore. And then there?s Brett.

God, what can I say? We sleep together every now and then ? including at my house for the first time over New Year?s ? and the sex is?how do I put this?awesome. Plus, our workouts are amazing. I?ve actually put on a good 10 pounds of pure muscle since the summer ? I?m just a tad over 185 and looking pretty big. In fact, I had to get new clothes since a lot of my old clothes are getting too tight. And I can feel it just in the way I move ? my chest is fuller, my back is broader, my arms bunch up more. So I?m walking a little heavier than I used to?kinda like Brett does.

Brett keeps telling me I should be a model. With my killer looks and killer body, he says, I could be on billboards and shit. Of course, I tell him he?s nothing to sneeze at ? he laughs and says he?s too big for modeling. At 235, he would intimidate even fitness models. There?s always gay porn, I told him. That really makes him laugh.

Anyway, I?m getting stronger, too. A 245-pound bench press is no longer as much a struggle as it was back at Thanksgiving and I can squat 385 now ? far more than I could even when I was doing track. In fact, all my lifts have gone up ? I can deadlift 315, military press 135, curl 115?and all for reps. I have to admit, I?m starting to get pretty jacked.

Of course, my legs are really blowing up ? they?re bigger rather than just defined ? they even brush together slightly when I walk. Brett says they make my cock look even sexier. He should know ? he?ll sometimes give me head after a workout. Without saying anything, he just gets down on his knees in front of me and starts rubbing my bulge through my pants. So I pull them down and fuck his mouth until I cum. It?s such a release after lifting heavy for an hour or two. And my dick erupts when I?m pumped ? I have to grab onto Brett?s head to keep from falling over.

I see Steve every now and then at school, though we haven?t talked any. It?s like he?s afraid of me or something. I mean, I am a lot bigger now than when we dated ? by about 30 or 40 pounds ? and on top of that, I?m much more muscular, so I look bigger still. Sometimes, I?ll purposely wear a ridiculously tight medium-sized shirt to classes ? you know, just to show off my arms and shoulders and pecs and such. I get a lot of looks from people, especially girls, but every time I pass near Steve, his eyes get really big and he suddenly looks very uncomfortable. God, what I could do to him if we were still having sex ? hell, I?d probably break him in half.

For example, last night Brett and I had just finished a brutal leg workout ? I squatted 405 for a max ? when he suddenly started making out with me right there in his garage. He told me later that the look on my face when I was lifting and my grunting was so hot he couldn?t stand it. I guess I don?t have to say it took us long to escalate to all-out sex against the squat rack ? my cock was up his ass so hard that we practically knocked it over. And he said that sounds that were coming out of my mouth made him even hornier.

Can you believe that? My own god of a boyfriend is saying I?m a fucking sex god!


Friday, January 27, 2006:

Fuck, I just got done with the most insane back workout of my life! I deadlifted 350 for one rep ? damn, I was pumped. I banged that weight on the ground and let out this roar, flexing my whole body in the mirror ? I look pretty good doing a most-muscular pose, I must say. Brett was so proud of me ? of course, he can deadlift like 500 pounds easy, but he said that pound for pound, I might actually be stronger than him.

My back and lats were fucking engorged afterwards ? it literally felt like my arms were sticking out at 45-degree angles from my body. Of course, I had to give Brett the mouth-fuck of the century ? he basically pushed me up against the wall, begging me to.

I weighed in today at 188 pounds ? only a pound or two more than a couple of weeks ago, but I know it?s all muscle. Even my large shirts are starting to get snug ? I may have to move up to XL?s soon.

Anyway, this is what I wanted to talk about. Brett told me about this new website called Youtube or something. Apparently, it?s a place where people can post videos of just about anything they want. He said I should open an account and post videos of my progress ? I should show it off. It sounds like a cool idea ? I?ll be able to track my own progress myself and get comments and advice from others.

So tonight, I did just that. I scrounged up a bunch of pictures I had stored on my computer from the last couple of years ? track at MSU, the six months or so I dated Steve, more recent shots with Brett ? quickly put them in a slideshow video and posted the video on Youtube. Of course, I?ll probably only get a few views ? it tells you how many views your videos get ? but who cares, it was fun to do. I mean, it?s kind of amazing how much I?ve changed in the last two years ? from a 150-160 pound middle distance runner to a scrawny little bitch after I broke up with Johnny to the 188-pound stud I am now. God, imagine what Johnny would do if he saw me now ? shit, I?m bigger than he was. It?s funny, I never thought I could get that big, though he was a lot more cut?man, he was hot ? never mind. He?s a fucking asshole anyway, probably rotting in some jail somewhere.

So back to Youtube; I checked it out after I posted my video and it?s pretty awesome. I was able to find a few videos about lifting weights and supplements. You know, I was thinking about taking more supplements. I already take whey protein after workouts, but there?re a whole bunch of pre-workout stuff?and if I want to get real crazy, creatine and stuff like that. Whatever ? right now, my workouts with Brett are good enough.

[Aleutrius]

I see our protagonist beginning to challenge Brett's size soon enough.

Anyway, great as always. I'm looking forward to seeing this continued.

[nnnrg]

Excellent story!

One small thing - it's spelled sous-chef, not soux chef, which made me think "How is Brett's father going to be a Sioux chef if he's not a tribal member already, and if he is, then he isn't going to be... wait, it's just a typo. Nevermind."

[umlerian49]

I love how realistic this story is. The narrator is so sympathetic. It makes me think it could really happen. Will it stay realistic, or will something fantastic happen? Either way, I'm sure it'll be good.

[philat99]

I'm lovin' it! Must be my dark side, but I'm still suspicious of Brett!!!