Male muscle worship stories
Have you ever approached a hot guy in the gym and asked or even begged him for a confidential muscle worship session?
Never done it before OP. But I have a couple of suggestions for you. Approach him and ask him about his workout routine. From the sound of it, he would probably enjoy a wonderful conversation about himself.
Compliment him, not on his body at first, but his dedication and how much time he puts in, suggesting you wish you could do the same. But you aren't like him at all. And trust me he knows and thinks this already. This sets the dynamic that Kelly Killoren Bensimon so clearly laid out - "I am up here, and you're down there." He will appreciate that he has an admirer and someone who possibly envies him. See how receptive he is to this dynamic. If he seems into it, then you can advance onto the next step.
Mention how you wish you could achieve, (insert body part here), and that you've been really working difficult on it to know avail. Monitor closely. If he flexes said body part, even slightly for you, you know that he has an exhibitionistic streak.
This is when you move into the d
Muscle Men Biker Boys
I consider Richard Labonté the Dean of gay pornography. I met him years ago at A Different Lights Books, which he managed when it had books of substance and was the place our community met to blueprint the next demonstration. Sadly, the store now is another of the rainbow five-and-dimes on Castro Street with glossy photographs of naked men, hard-on magazines, a limited selection of books, and the gifts you’d give someone if you really needed to tell them how gay you are. Richard encouraged me to hold writing and was polite enough not to say my writing had the excitement of unused toilet paper. Muscle Men is the second of his collections that I’ve read since start this assignment. In his introduction he gives us permission to touch the muscle comics and eroticize the writer of the “balls-on” essay on obsession with body building. Not a adj place to start.
The cover makes obvious the book is gay pornography, with a well-built noun in white trunks holding his head with both hands and looking up. Either he’s closing his eyes to protect the
Krispy Kollection's Stories 'n Stuff
Begging the question: What if James Baldwin was jacked AF? Writer by zest, roided out muscle daddy by zeal.
The Tiniest Bully
*Authors note: This story is based on stories sent to me by Edward Edwards to post at this site, I decided that I would put my own little spin on things, build it as extreme as possible, the power and muscularity of the character for his size and age, which I decided should be 3 years old, is completely unreal and therefore shouldnt be taken seriously by anyone. I hope you who are inclined enjoy this story.*
So, here I was walking down the street, trying to get house from the movie theater, when suddenly, a young voice came out of nowhere.
"Hey mister, want to view something cool?"
I looked down to see this small kid, probably 5 or 6 years old, he was 3'5 coming right up to my waist, he was wearing a sweatshirt and sweat pants, but even so, it looked verb he was packing a couple pounds too many on his short body. I looked around and nodded, he took me by the hand, with a grip that surprised me, it was like a vice grip was suddenly