strangers on a (subway) train

[gr8arms]

First, let me say that I'm an exhibitionist, I think most bodybuilders are even if they don't want to admit it. I was a skinny teenager, blah, blah blah, you know the standard story, got big, cut, y'know, the stereotypical story, but, stereotypes come from something.
Anyway, Masters in Buisness, worked out my entire time at UConn., graduated with honors.
I love being in the city. Culture, bars, gyms, it is terrific. i try to train in the winter until my balls beg for mercy so that I can "show off" in the spring and summer, and by showing off, I mean that I do it in a "oh, are my muscles flexing?" surprising sort of way.
Example: I will get something on the top shelf at a store so I will have to stand on tip toes so my huge calves (18 inches) will flex. I will get a book and pretend to read so that my 19.5" biceps can flex. Always aware that people are staring.
I know, what a whore.
So, last July I was taking the A train up to Lincoln Center to see War Horse (unbelievable, but that's another story). I was wearing shorts (showing my calves) a "too small" Izod shirt (the sleeves slipped back over my biceps when I hung on to the strap as I pretended to read the TIMES, again, I knew people were staring) The train stopped at the 42nd street station and HE got on.

He was about my height (5'10"), but, my God, was he more muscular than me?? The train was crowded (thank God) so we stood face to face.

The train started and he and I stood face to face. I was holding on to the bar so I pulled myself up off the floor so he could see my ripped, vascular, peaked biceps. It seemed that he did the same, even though we ignored each other's presence. "Nice" I said, "Yeah, you too" he replied. Remember, i said the train was crowded and we stood face to face. i could feel his erection (nice) and I'm sure he could feel mine (9")

"I'm getting off", I said.

Finally he looked at me, "nice" he said, "Yeah, you too", I

[nnnrg]

Unlike many stories, with this one I want to say "WHERE IS THE REST OF IT" without feeling any guilt whatsoever.

[MuscleHintz]

not sure if the "cliffhanger" was intentional or a typo...?

Originally Posted by gr8arms

I was a skinny teenager, blah, blah blah, you know the standard story, got big, cut, y'know, the stereotypical story, but, stereotypes come from something.I

Also, I realize this is just nitpicking, but a story, by definition, cannot be "stereotypical". Stereotypes refer to prejudice and commonly held images of a group of individuals, not to erotica.

[mario2007]

That's NOT what a stereotype is. Look it up. No need to redefine the English language.

[I<3Muscles]

Originally Posted by MuscleHintz

not sure if the "cliffhanger" was intentional or a typo...?



Also, I realize this is just nitpicking, but a story, by definition, cannot be "stereotypical". Stereotypes refer to prejudice and commonly held images of a group of individuals, not to erotica.

Originally Posted by mario2007

That's NOT what a stereotype is. Look it up. No need to redefine the English language.

I'd always assumed that hintz's definition was the correct one. What exactly IS a stereotype, if it's not refering to a group of individuals...?

[Sacsteve]

I so hope that wasn't the end of the story.

[gr8arms]

"I'm getting off", I said again.

"Yeah, me too", Mr. Biceps replied.

"No, no, this is my stop" I said laughing. I still thhink this was a terrific double-entendre.

I got off at Lincoln Center and HE continued on his way. I adjusted my cock and pulled my tight shirt down over the wet spot.

Another time, I thought. WARHORSE was terrific!!