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I'd just gotten out of the gym and was driving out of the parking garage when I noticed how low I was on gas. Damn! After a two hour workout, my arms and legs ached; all I wanted was to get home, take a hot shower and collapse in front of the television.

I pulled into the first service station I came across and pulled up to the "Full Service" island. I was exhausted and in no mood to pump my own gas. Sitting behind the wheel, I watched as the husky attendant came jogging up to my car. He was in his late 30's with a dark brown flat top. He wasn't tall, about 5'8" and must have weighed close to 220. As I rolled my window down, he flashed me a gorgeous smile--a neatly trimmed moustache framed his sexy lips and his cobalt eyes dazzled me with their blueness. I told him to fill 'er up (I wanted to tell him to fill something else up, too!) I stared at this hunk as he busied himself with the pumps then glanced at my own refection in the rear view mirror. Normally I would've cruised this hot stud but I was still sweaty and disheveled from the gym. My tank top was damp and sticking to my back and if I hadn't thrown a baseball cap on, my hair would have been sticking out all over the place...even my moustache seemed to need a trim. I was a mess and even though this gas jockey's work shirt had a few oil stains, he was adorable and definitely out of my league tonight.

As the tank filled, he walked up to my window and asked me to pop the hood. As he checked the oil and water, I studied his handsome profile; I knew I'd definitely be coming back here just to check this dude out in the future! He glanced at me and again flashed that smile--by this time my cock was quickly thickening in my damp jock strap. I shifted in my seat trying to adjust myself and returned his grin. He slammed the hood down then came up to my window and as he leaned down to speak, I noticed the name "Brian" embroidered on his work shirt.

His eyes wandered from my arms to my legs and stopped (I hoped) at my crotch. Brian looked at me with raised eyebrows and said, "I see you work out."

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I nodded yes and gave him what I hoped was an equally winning smile.

"I should go to the gym myself--I'd love to have arms like yours!" he reached down with one hand and squeezed the bicep of my left arm. I pumped it into a classic muscle-man pose and we both broke into laughter. Still chuckling, he said, "Really, I should work out--I guess I'm a little too fat for my own good."

I fixed him with my gaze and with all sincerity told him I thought he looked fantastic.

Brian looked at me shyly and blushed--this guy was a heart breaker...I told him my name and said if he wanted to start going to a gym he should call me. Right then, the gas pump stopped so I handed him a twenty and sat there as he replaced the nozzle then got my change. Approaching my window, he handed me my change and asked me if he really could call me.

I looked him in the eyes and told him he could call me anytime then quickly wrote my number down on the receipt he'd given me and handed it back to him. Reluctant to leave this meaty hunk, I casually mentioned that I have some weights and a bench at my place so if he ever wanted some pointers I'd be happy to show him.

By this time Brian was again leaning down towards me. Both his hairy arms rested against the car door so I traced one of my fingers up his forearm and told him I thought he already had powerful arms. Brian blushed again then asked me if he could pick up some pointers tonight--he was getting ready to close the station anyway. My earlier exhaustion was gone and I told him I'd be happy to work out with him...

When we got to my place, I handed Brian a bottle of water and told him I should take a quick shower. As he took the bottle from me, his thick fingers brushed mine and he said, "You can take a shower later--we'll be working up a sweat any way, right?" He gave me a sly wink then broke into a grin. This guy was dynamite and I was dying to light the fuse!

I led him to my bedroom where my weights and bench were. I gave Brian a few pointers and showed him the proper way to lift weights. He was genuinely interested so I asked him if he'd like to try a few reps. He hefted several of my barbells and I studied his arms and stance. I was right about this stud: he already was a power house.

Attempting to sound casual, I told him that he should take his shirt off so I could check out his muscles working. He again gave me that sweet shy smile and unbuttoned his workshirt. He sat there in a sweaty white tank top and did a few more reps. Brian had big brawny arms and a hairy barrel chest--he had a meaty gut that rolled over the top of his work pants and I thought he was perfect just the way he was. Putting the barbell down, Brian met my eyes in my workout mirror and softly said, "So what do you think? Think I can become a stud like you?"

I laughed softly and with one hand resting on his massive shoulder, I walked around him until I was facing him and said, "You don't seem to realize you already are a stud!" I leaned forward and planted a soft kiss on his lips then wrapped my arms around his bull neck. Moaning softly, Brian passionately returned my kiss; he slipped his tongue deeply into my mouth and placed both hands on my butt.

Reluctantly breaking off our kiss, I tore off my shirt and shorts, kicked my shoes off and sat on the edge of my bed only wearing a sweaty jock strap. Brian walked up to me and pulled his tank top off--my eyes ran hungrily over his brawny frame and I learned forward to kiss his heaving, fuzzy belly. He smelled of motor oil and sweat; his aroma went straight to my crotch. I unbuckled his belt and quickly undid his pants all the while wetly kissing his round hard stomach and darting my tongue into his belly button. I pushed his pants and underwear down to his ankles then my hands slowly roamed back up his hard hairy legs. As my hands began to massage his big muscular butt and I continued to worship his solid belly. Brian put his huge arms on my shoulders and slowly pushed me back until I was laying down looking up at him. He stood over me at the side of my bed pumping his thick pink shaft. A clear drop of pre-cum leaked out of the piss slit and, staring directly into his eyes, I opened my mouth. Climbing over me, he placed his massive thighs on either side of my head then pointed his cock towards my lips. Brian held his prick just out of reach of my yearning tongue and he firmly held my head between his thighs. My own cock was straining at the delicious torture he was putting me thru; his warm hairy balls juggled against my chin as he continued to jack himself only centimeters from my lips. I never wanted to taste a cock so badly before--I began to moan then beg him to please feed me his dick meat. As he continued to toy with me, Brian squeezed his cock harder and some pre-cum drizzled onto my waiting tongue. The taste of him was like a powerful drug: with all my might I raised my head until I felt his cock brush my lips. Using just my lips and tongue, I suctioned his boner into my mouth and began to suck for all I was worth. Brian sighed and began to gently fuck my face while his thick fingers pinched and mauled my nipples. I must've blown him about ten minutes when he suddenly jammed his meat stick all the way down my throat. I gagged and nearly choked as he began to flood my clutching throat with his salty cream. I drank every spurt down and as he started to let up I put my hands on his huge ass and shoved him even further into my throat. We both groaned as I felt the last few spasms in his dick while he continued to empty his load into me.

Brian climbed off of me then lay down and held me in his arms while we both caught our breath. He looked at me and said, "Hope I wasn't too rough--don't know what got over me!" I smiled and kissed him to let him know how much I loved it.

As we continued to kiss, I rolled both of us until he was on top of me. He held my stiff cock between his meaty thighs and it throbbed against his balls. He began to work his head down my body; he chewed my nipples and raised my ar ms to suck at my sweaty pits. I was close to screaming as he slid his moist lips lower towards my groin. Brian playfully lashed my cock with his tongue then sucked both balls into his mouth and began to softly chew on them. He was an expert in bed: he brought me to the verge of orgasm countless times then slowed down just before I shot off. After a half hour of this treatment, I was begging him to let me come, promising him anything if he would only let me blow my wad. Brian let my engorged prick plop out of his mouth; it slapped wetly against my stomach and pulsed on the verge of exploding.

Warning me not to touch myself, Brian pushed my legs up then shoved his face into my ass crack. He ate me out for a few minutes--tonguing and lapping at my sweaty hole while I moaned and cursed in ecstasy. His tongue plunged into my chute again and again, each thrust of his tongue made me gasp. I was practically insane with lust when Brian suddenly reared up on his haunches, aimed his solid prong at my pucker and slid his prick into me in one long, smooth push. We both groaned loudly then Brian began to slowly pull his meat out of me only to shove it back home.

Brian fucked me for about 20 minutes; we were both slick with sweat and the sheets were soaking wet. Suddenly speeding up his fuck thrusts, Brian fixed me with an intent stare; he shoved his cock in even deeper than it had been before and let out another prolonged moan as he once again shoved his thick tongue into my panting mouth. Rubbing my hot, hard cock against his slick hairy belly, my own prick began to spurt a huge creamy load of thick jizz that coated both our bellies. I lay crushed under his bulk delirious with ecstasy as his engorged cock continued to pulsate in my throbbing butt hole...

It's been four months now since Brian and I first met. He's joined my gym and already his arms are rock solid and impressive. He's working on getting his legs even thicker and has started to concentrate on his massive chest. I'm proud of my stud bull; the only thing I told him not to change was his solid hairy belly. I continue to love being smothered under him as he fucks me to heaven almost every night!

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