Meeting New People 5

[Greggrth]

Back again, sonner than expected with the next chapter. I hope you guys are still enjoying this and I'm not being too slow in my build up and foreplay Could always use the encouragement to keep writing.

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I knew I had cheese on my chin, but at that moment I was laughing too hard to care. It was one of those laughs that takes over, starts off as a little smile, a chuckle, but then feeds on the laugh of the handsome muscle stud on the opposite side of the table. Before you know it, the both of you are laughing, not at what had happened, but just at the fact you?re still laughing about it.

My stomach hurt, my eyes were watering and I couldn?t breathe, but part of me never wanted this moment to end. Eventually, we both managed to regain control and our laughter came to a wheezing halt.

?Oh, oh? Tom gasped, rubbing his eyes with his big smile still plastered to his face. ?Oh? fuck that was??

?Ridiculous? I giggled. ?Oh god, my cheeks actually hurt!?

?Shut up or you?ll start me off again.?

I mimed zipping my lip while Tom grabbed another slice of pizza from the middle of the table. In an attempt to make up for him cooking me breakfast, I?d told myself I?d prepare us a meal and it would be all romantic. Only problem was I couldn?t cook to save my life. I practiced in the week and forced my food on Dave, but after my salmon dish almost sent him to the hospital, I settled for ordering a pizza. Tom, ever the gentleman, had accepted it for the sentiment behind it.

We were at the table in the dining room, as though this was a proper meal. The coleslaw side dishes I?d gotten were next to Tom, empty and practically licked clean and he?d had about three quarters of the large pizza to himself. That was the time I realised just how much Tom must have to eat to stay as big as he is, and to be honest, even in the short time since the last weekend we saw each other, he looked bigger. The way his bicep bulged as he brought another piece to his mouth, the way it pulled on his sleeve, stretching it tight. I?d probably have trouble getting my finger between the green material and his hard flesh.

I shook my head subtly, trying to keep my thoughts clean at least while at the table. I?m sure if I asked; Tom would sweep the table clean like some bad porno and throw me across the shiny wood, rip his shirt off and climb on with me. Before we could get to fucking though, Tom?s weight would break the table into kindling and instead we?d roll amongst the splinters.

So much for keeping my thoughts clean.

?Ahh, that was so good? Tom sighed, rubbing his flat stomach. ?Been so long since I?ve had a pizza.?

?Oh no, don?t tell me it?s bad for your diet? I chuckled.

Those boulder like shoulders rose in a shrug, making his traps rub against his neck. ?Kinda, but everyone cheats on their diet every now and then. I?ll work it off tomorrow morning.?

?Oh yeah, in your underwear.?

Tom gave me a grin that made me blush. Had I really just said that? God I?m pervy when I?m drunk.

?Is that your way of asking if you can watch me work out?? he asked, leaning on the table and making it creak.

?Maaaaaybe? I giggled. Oh fuck, I?m giggling like a girl now. OK, come on Steve, sober up. ?Have you finished?? I asked, nodding at the empty pizza box.

?Yeah, why?? The next grin he gave me was full or promises.

I got up and grabbed both our plates. ?I?ll wash up then.?

Tom regained his composure quick and laughed, throwing his head back so I could see his Adam?s apple bob. ?You don?t have to do that, you?re my guest.?

?Calm down, it?s only two plates? I called back as I went into the kitchen.

?Fine, fine? I heard his chair scrape on the floor as he got up. ?I?ll go put some music on.?

It didn?t take me long to wash those two lonely plates, and when I?d done I joined Tom on the settee. I think we had the start of a conversation before all of a sudden we were kissing and groping each other, though admittedly I was doing most of the groping. I just couldn?t get enough of Tom?s muscles, and I think he liked me worshiping them. The only time we stopped kissing was when we took his shirt off, and my lips ended up travelling down his neck, along his traps and then down to his chest.

I loved how Tom tasted, my tongue catching the salt that clung to his skin, feeling his pulse throbbing beneath and his moans rumbled through me like thunder. When I started kissing and licking his pecs, I could hear him panting over me, his chest rising with the breaths. It was amazing how so much muscle could move with just the slightest movement. He brought his hand round to stroke me head, causing one of his pecs to ripple and bulge against my cheek. Mmmm, fuck.

I travelled further south, leaving those mountainous pecs to have my tongue explore the deep valley that ran through his abs. Occasionally I?d stop and suck on a brick, try and sink my teeth into it, but it was just too solid. When Tom shuffled on the spot, his abs clenched together, practically bulging out of his stomach into an even more impressive set of abs. They sort of ground together like shifting islands, and had my tongue been between them, the pleasure pain threshold would have been slim.

Before I could go lower, Tom said my name on a hushed breath, ?Steve? he gasped. ?Stop, please, oh fuck.?

?What?s up?? I panted, struggling more than I cared to admit to sit up and leave Tom?s godly torso. My cock was hard in my trousers, begging for more, and the sight of his mouth, lips parted slightly, I had to stop myself from shoving my tongue between them. ?D-did I do something wrong??

?God no! No, you were?. are fucking perfect, it?s just? you?re too good. I?m so close to blowing right now.?

?Then why should I stop?? I grinned, putting my hands on his thighs, sliding them up to his groin. Tom?s body tensed, eyelashes fluttering as he bit his lip and sucked a sharp breath through his teeth.

?You tease? he grinned, looking at me through heavy lidded eyes clouded with lust. ?I need a condom.?

?No you don?t? I purred, leaning forward to kiss him.

But Tom?s hands closed round my arms and he pushed me back. He didn?t squeeze me too tight or push me with any ferocity; something about it drained the heat from the room and I suddenly felt cold.

The moment had burst like a bubble and we both shuffled awkwardly on the settee, moving ourselves to sit on opposite sides. Of course, it didn?t separate us that much, not with Tom?s width, but emotionally I suddenly felt like I was on the other side of the world.

?I? I?m sorry? I said, looking at my feet and rubbing the back of my neck.

?Don?t worry about it? said Tom, picking his shirt up and wringing it in his hands. I couldn?t even enjoy how his arms tensed as he played with his shirt, the way his triceps became a clear horseshoe of muscle and his forearms rippled. ?It?s just? I need to be careful.?

?Why?? I asked quietly, even as I was beginning to understand. ?Is it? AIDS??

?Oh, no? he said, shaking his head but still not looking at me. ?It?s not that but? well, it?s not un-like it either. I?m not gonna die or anything but? it?s kinda hard to explain.?

?It?s OK? I said quickly, reaching up to rub his granite like shoulder. ?We don?t have to talk about it, but? Tom I want you to know that? you can talk to me, about this, about anything. Don?t feel like you have to hide anything from me.?

A muscle twitched in his neck and he turned his head a bit further from me. ?Steve??

Slowly, he turned back around and took my hand in his massive one. His thick fingers squeezed me tightly and he kissed me. ?Thank you.?

?You have nothing to thank me for? I said, stroking his cheek. His eyes were shining but he wasn?t quite crying. ?I only wish I could help you more.?

He closed his eyes for a beat and smiled. ?God, what did I do to deserve someone like you??

?I?ve been asking myself the same question since you slept at mine. By that I mean that how could I deserve someone like--?

Tom covered my mouth with his and I was free from having to explain myself.

When Tom broke the kiss, my brain stalled and it took me a second to get it working again. In an attempt to lighten the mood I asked Tom about his drawings. ?Would you mind if I was really nosey and asked to look at your sketch book??

?Of course? he said and I watched him walk into his room shirtless, the muscles covering his wide back shifting like plates of armour. His body really was perfect, it was hard to believe he was real flesh and blood. And mine.

He came back with a stack of black sketchbooks and set them on the coffee table. ?These are the ones I think you?ll be most interested in? he said.

?How many do you have?? I laughed, picking up the first one. The spine was worn and cracked but still intact.

?More than a few, I try and keep them separate though. A book for people, a book for landscapes and animals and, of course, a book for muscles?

My eyes rose from the sketch book to glide over Tom?s torso of their own accord before I forced them back down to the book before me. I opened it up and slowly turned the pages. Tom?s sketches were fantastic! Most of them were of bodybuilders in their tight posers, doing various poses that really brought out their musculature. Part of me had always wanted to go to a bodybuilding competition with my camera, preferably a backstage pass to go along with it. But to do that you have to be with a magazine not just a muscle enthusiast with a camera.

I went onto the next book and found pictures of Tom. I could tell these hadn?t been copied from pictures or still life, something about the shadows and lines weren?t as solid as the first book, like he?d done these from memory or something. I had to stop when I found a sketch of him doing a most muscular pose covered in strips of clothing. I looked up to find him watching me, grinning sheepishly.

?Tom smash?? I asked, trying to keep a straight face.

?Shut up? he laughed. ?I just wanted to see what I?d look like as the Hulk?

?Erm? hello!? I laughed, waving my hand at him. ?Tom, you already are the fucking Hulk!?

?I mean the ripped clothes look, like I just out grew them after a massive muscle growth spurt?

?That would be hot? Have you ever? Never mind?

?What??

?Nothing? I said, blushing and turning to the next page.

?Hey now, you said I could talk to you about anything, and what I should have told you is that it?s a two way street. You can tell me anything too. Now come on, what were you gonna say??

My cheeks were really hot now, but he had a point. How could I expect him to open up to me if I didn?t open up to him? ?Well, I was wondering if you?d ever? ever put on an old shirt or? or something and? flexed until it? burst off of you??

Tom?s teeth glinted as he gave me a wide, mischievous smile. ?Wait here?

He ran off with more speed than I thought a guy his size could have and quickly came back with a few t-shirts slung over his arm. I could tell instantly those shirts were nowhere near big enough for him. They may have been able to fit me, if a bit loose. He dropped most of them on the chair next to me and kept one to put on. He held it up to himself first, showing my how much wider he was, covering his pecs and abs but his lats still flared out, peeking round the edges.

?Are these your roommate?s?? I asked, adjusting myself, already hard with anticipation.

?My wh?Oh yeah, yeah these are my roommate?s. But don?t worry, he was gonna throw them out anyway?

?Good, I?d hate to think you?d just destroy your roommate?s clothes for me?

?I?d do anything for you Steve?

Tom quickly put the shirt over his head, giving me a moment to digest what he?d just said. I was torn, part trying to figure out what he meant by that while the other part was more interested in what Tom was doing rather than what he said. I pushed it back to think about later and instead tried to smile convincingly and watched Tom struggle to fit into the shirt. He had to be careful, moving slowly so as not to rip it yet. He managed to get one arm in, but the second one was more difficult. He looked kind of funny, one arm in the air, flailing about while the other was struggling to fit under the shirt as well.

With a bit of manoeuvring, he managed to get the shirt on and pulled it down. It looked painted on. Tom was barely breathing but I could hear the threads straining. The shirt didn?t reach his hips and two of his abs were on full display. It was stretched most of all over his chest, the logo a distorted splotch of colours with his nipples easily visible. He was grinning at me, getting off on the attention. He gave me a wink and then lifted on arm.

He didn?t have to flex. After moving it just a few inches, the sleeves split and a hole opened up along the underarm, reaching down to his lat. The material fluttered feebly as he brought his arm back down, putting both hands on his hips and putting his chest out. I shuddered when his pecs puffed out, lats spreading out even wider. The collar snapped and a gap opened up across his pecs, giving me a glimpse of his cleavage, at the striations that crept out from the chasm.

The next pose he did was a most muscular and the shirt gave up. It started ripping all over, his back blowing out behind him, his other bicep popping the sleeve clean off and the hole over his chest widening, the rip at the collar going further down until the two met. He then straightened up, put his arms out to show me what he?d done, what his muscles had done to his shirt. It was nothing but tatters now, draped artfully over his body.

I couldn?t think, all I could see was Tom?s muscles peeking at me from around the strips of shirt that had survived, uninterested in those that had fallen to his feet. He did a few more poses, but now there was no constriction, not enough shirt to attempt to contain him anymore. He slowly began picking the remains off, letting them flutter to the ground. I followed one shred drift past his pecs, his abs but never saw it touch the ground. I?d been drawn to Tom?s crotch, the outline of his hard on easily visible as it reached across his waist, throbbing with need.

As though in a trance I slid off the chair, walking on my knees to this muscle god and ran my hands up his thighs. I looked up at him, how he towered over me, how his pecs partially blocked his face. I could just see his eyes though, and I saw them roll when I ran my hands up his thighs, fingers catching his cock and making it twitch.

He grabbed my shoulders again. ?Steve, don?t, I can?t? he panted, struggling to get the words out.

?I? I need to Tom, god, I? I want to. I?ll get a condom, but? but Tom please, let me?

?Fine? he hissed, pecs straining. ?I really can?t walk right now or I?ll explode. Th-there?s some condoms in my bedroom, top draw by the bed. Hurry?

I needed no further encouragement. I ran into his bedroom, pulled his draw open and started rummaging. I found a pack of condoms but it was empty. I dug around for a bit but there was no second pack. My shoulders slumped, the moment was getting away from me again. Why was there no fucking condom?! And then I remembered, I?d brought some condoms myself.

What? Safe sex is important, there?s nothing wrong with being prepared.

I grabbed my overnight bag, found the packet quickly and then went running into the living room to take my position at the feet of the hulking Tom.

?Careful? Tom moaned as I undid his jeans, pulling them down as far as I could. It took more effort than I?d have thought, and that was before I even attempted to get them down to his thighs. I wasn?t worried about undressing him completely though, just letting his cock slide out. I opened up his boxers and as though sensing freedom, his cock followed the light and came out, big, thick and throbbing. Fuck. There was a moment of doubt, was he always this big? How did that fit inside me? Could I even get my mouth round it? Then I heard Tom take a breath and I wanted to try. I opened the condom and slid it down the shaft.

?Fuck? Tom panted. ?Oh shit? He started taking deep breaths, trying to calm himself. It probably didn?t help matters that the condom was so tight; that was probably why Tom had his own stash, most other brands just weren?t big enough for him. That made a bit of pre trickle down my own solid cock.

When the condom was on, I wasted no time. I wrapped my mouth round the head and let my lips run down the shaft. My tongue rolled over the rubber, teased the head and worked the shaft. I had to open my jaw wider to take more of it, holding onto Tom?s hips for support, pulling myself closer. Tom?s hands found my head, running his thick fingers through my hair, caressing me whilst encouraging me to take more of it. I felt it poke the back of my throat but kept going. I swallowed and Tom swore, the way my throat rippled and squeezed his head working up the already pent up cock. I could tell it wasn?t going to be long, but I wanted to get as much of his cock inside me as I could.

I moved back and forth, taking more each time, stroking Tom?s hips and the tops of his muscles butt. Fuck, they were the most solid arse cheeks I?d ever felt. I was trying not to gag on his cock but I loved how much it filled my throat, and I think Tom liked it as well. Then my nose was at his groin. I?d done it.

I gave one little suck and Tom roared. I felt his cock flare inside me, felt it shake, felt his whole body shake as the cum came flooding into the condom. I kept my mouth round his shaft, working it more and more, wanting to drain his balls and give him the best orgasm he?s ever had. And then it happened.

The condom broke. It could have been I?d split it with my teeth, it could have been a faulty condom, it could have been because of the sheer speed Tom?s cum was firing out of his cock that did it, but either way, the condom broke. I felt the cum flow into my throat, felt it trickle down. I was only after the third or fourth shot that I realised that wasn?t supposed to happen. I pulled back.

?Oh fuck Steve? Tom moaned, still to deep in the throes of his orgasm to notice the shock on my face. Tom?s cock was still twitching and firing, his cum escaping through the hole to land on the carpet.

?Tom? I said, quietly.

?Yeah?? he purred.

God, this was going to destroy him. If I hadn?t been so stupid and horny? I should have been more careful. I had no idea what Tom had but once he found out I?d gotten some of his cum, he?d blame himself.

?Tom I--? I started but was cut off by a cough.

Tom?s eyes snapped open and the colour drained from his face.

I tried to start again, but as soon as I opened my mouth I was hit by another coughing fit.

?No? Tom moaned, falling to his knees in front of me. He took me by the shoulder. ?Steve. Steve!?

I tried to tell him I was fine but I couldn?t. I just kept coughing. My throat started closing up. I was struggling to breath.

?Shit, no, Steve, I?m sorry?

He hugged me, hugged me so tight I thought I was going to brake. What little air I had was squeezed out of me then and my eyes started to prickle. I started feeling numb, my arms hung limply at my side and I couldn?t hold myself up. I leant against Tom and he kissed me, holding me with one hand while the other grabbed something out of my shrinking sight.

I heard him talking, his voice muffled, I couldn?t make out the words, just the deep bass of his voice. He stroked my head, kissed me again and again and then I passed out.

[rocketdog]

Another great chapter! Excellent writing!

[wantulots]

You have left us on a cliffhanger... so cruel!! Great chapter though

[Ayakitayama1]

Great new installment, still as wel written as ever, thanks!

Can't wait for the next one where it seems like it may have a bit of growth in it

[nvb2]

Drat...ended too soon. Thanks for this "early" addition! =D

[Greggrth]

Originally Posted by rocketdog

Another great chapter! Excellent writing!

Hehhe, cheers ^^, glad you enjoyed it.

Originally Posted by wantulots

You have left us on a cliffhanger... so cruel!! Great chapter though

Well I'm told it's always good to leave your audience wanting more :-p

Originally Posted by Ayakitayama1

Great new installment, still as wel written as ever, thanks!

Can't wait for the next one where it seems like it may have a bit of growth in it

Thanks, I'm glad you like my style. And I can guarentee there will be growth in the next part, but maybe not as you'd expect it >;-P

Originally Posted by nvb2

Drat...ended too soon. Thanks for this "early" addition! =D

Hehehe, sorry if you felt I stopped prematurly, but I'm glad you enjoyed it ;-)

The next part's coming along nicely, shouldn't be too long now before it's up. Thank you for your comments and taking the time to read my stuff, I hope I can keep creating these enjoyable chapters as well as kepe your interest :-)

P.S, I know this style of reply is similar to Jaypat's, but I felt tired with just giving the generic "Thanks for the comments guys" and tried to be a bit more... involved if that makes sense

[sexiscriptor]

i love you, you know that right?? :P

[philat99]

What a cliffhanger!!! Next chapter soon, please!!!