James The Story of My Muscle Life part 2

[tjstoys]

[COLOR=#000000]Half way through my summer my worst fear came, my mother passed away. It was always just me and my mother and I never felt so alone. At the funeral service there was a nice comment here and there about how good I was looking. But most of the funeral I just stood there sobbing until Brad came in. He gave me a big hug and then a kiss the few relatives that didn’t know about my sexuality knew by the end of the funeral. Brad stayed with me the rest of that summer; he didn’t want me to be alone and to tell you the truth being alone was scarier than living with out my mother. He was the only reason I survived that summer. There was a lot of crying, working out, & Sex during the final weeks of that summer and I grew up more in that summer then I had during the first 17 years of my life. [/COLOR]

[COLOR=#000000]September came and so did my Junior Year. I hadn’t made my goal that summer I only gained 7 pounds but Brad never ever mentioned it. He was just trying to take care of me and make sure I got back to school and a regular life. It didn’t end up being a good year school wise I was emotionally a wreck but I worked out like a fiend, I think it was the only time my mind was concentrating on something other than my mother. The year was filled with becoming as close as possible to Brad he was now my family. [/COLOR]

[COLOR=#000000]By the end of my junior year I had gained 24 pounds and was now over 220 pounds. I felt good and powerful for the first time in my life. Brad didn’t gain as much as me but was still bigger at 235. But we were pretty much the hottest couple on campus gay or straight. Guys were actually starting to notice me and hit on me. It was very surreal. Brad and I had a conversation one night and actually decided that we shouldn’t keep our muscle to ourselves and would occasionally go out together or separately and bring someone home to have a night of fun always keeping in mind that the everyday guy would worship us and the muscle guy would be on to someone new the next night. [/COLOR]

[COLOR=#000000]That summer between my junior and senior year was a BLAST! We met some of the hottest guys that summer. Most not as big as us but you’d be surprised what some guys that are just young and fit can do in the bedroom. My favorite guy that summer was me, well the old me. He was about 5’10 and 140 pounds and he worshiped me for hours and hours until I was beat and he was still going. He sucked me off like 8 times that night. He climbed my body up and down and begged me to plow him again and again. I think I lost 4 or 5 pounds that night. I noticed I could actually lift him with no problem and place him on my dick. I was no porn star but I never had any complaints about the size of my dick and my Arms, Chest and Thighs were getting many many admirers. [/COLOR]

[COLOR=#000000]By the time my senior year started I was 232 pounds and Brad had only gotten to 240. Part of me was sorry for him, part of me was excited I was gaining more than the hottest guy I had ever seen. I was so stoked it made me work even harder at everything. Brad and I studied hard and worked out harder. Our senior year was the most rewarding time of our lives. We also had some fun times. Sometimes bringing 2 or 3 guys back to our room, for a night of worship and dreams fulfilled. One guys begged for us to crush him from either side between Brad and My pecs. I actually think he got more than he bargained for and passed out and caught the edge of my desk in the head. That was a fun night spent in the emergency room. But the guy was fine and we felt so bad when he got better we spent a safe night with him just showing off for him and then taking turns sucking him off while he was safely sitting or laying on my bed.[/COLOR]

[chocomus]

lol, that last part was so fun. Also hot.