The neighbor across the street from us is a real muscular guy. He's single and works from home. I've seen him lifting weights in his two-car garage because he usually leaves his garage door open, especially if it's hot. Saying he is extremely muscular is an understatement.
My guess is that he is in his late 20s. I can watch him lifting from my bedroom window directly across the street. It is a somewhat filtered view because of a tree which interferes with what would be an unobstructed direct look into the garage. I've been watching him for a while now, and he's getting more and more muscular. He normally just wares shorts. I found out from another neighbor that his name is Clark.
I'm a 19-year-old guy, thin, and short. Jogging is my only exercise, but I try to do it daily and keep a toned and thin physique. I'm attending the junior college a mile from my house. More specifically, my parent's house. Both my parents work so I have the house to myself during the day. Summer break started and I have a lot of free time.
My father likes how Clark is always working around his house and admires his carpentry skills. Father makes a habit of pointing out Clark's dedication, skills, and work ethic. He is concerned about me and wasn't sure if I had what it took to be a responsible man.
I started to make a point of jogging past Clark's house in the hope that he will be working out in his garage when I pass by. I figured out his training schedule and I tried to time my jogging to coincide with it. If I was lucky, he would also be there when I returned, getting even more pumped up at the end of my jog. He really was getting massive and I liked to observe his progress.
I had one girlfriend but it didn't work out very well. She wasn't very attractive anyway, and a real prude. I don't think my parent thought much of her. Frankly, I wasn't attracted to her anyway. There were a couple of girls at school that I thought were sexy, but they had no interest in a shy, short guy who only weighed 110 pounds.
My parents encouraged me to get to know Clark in the hopes that he would have a positive influence on me and I could learn a thing or two about being self reliant. I found myself watching Clark workout from my bedroom window much more frequently. One afternoon, when it was very hot, Clark only had on what looked like little tight posing shorts. He was sweating and looked more muscular than ever. His crotch was all filled out and really bulging. It was as if a softball was stuffed inside them.
I was getting very horny and I ended up jacking myself off as I watched him. I felt so inadequate given that giant bulge Clark exhibited, but I wasn't thinking about my little cock. Instead I was thinking about Clark's bulge and sweaty pumped up body. I even started having fantasies about him flexing for me in his little shorts right in my bedroom, coming into bed with me, and letting me touch his giant muscles and massive bulge. All that would always make me cum very hard. I thought it was all innocent and normal. After all, Clark was so manly anyone would be intrigued and even turned on at the sight of him like that.
The next day I went out for my jog, but this time I slowed my pace as I passed by Clark's garage and looked in for a better view. He was lying on the bench and pressing up an enormous amount of weight. I slowed almost to a stop to see him lower and raise the heavy bar at least ten times. He grunted with each rep. His muscular body looked so thick and dense on the bench, straining. Then he got stuck attempting one repitition too many. He looked over, and seeing me said, "Little help here."
I realized he wanted me to lift the weights up. I ran over and luckily he didn't require a lot of assistance, but I helped enough to get the bar back on the rack. He got up off the bench and said, "Thanks, you're pretty strong for your size. My name is Clark."
"Oh hi, I'm Andy. Glad to meet you."
Clark looked much bigger close up. He was just incredibly muscular. I could see big veins all over his heavy muscles. He was all sweaty and for the first time I could smell him. His big body had a very strong odor, but I really didn't mind, and sort of liked it. He had those little stretchy shorts on again and I tried not to look at his big crotch except when I knew he wouldn't notice me doing so. When I did look at it, I didn't want to stop staring. It was so massive and very damp with sweat.
Clark had no reservations about being almost nude around me, and while I watched he would periodically look at his big muscles in the full length mirror on the wall as he flexed. He was obviously comfortable around me and loved to show off his body. It made me feel a lot more relaxed around him and more inclined to stare at his body. I looked at his amazing body like he was a god.
I figured he must shave a lot of his body because the only hair I saw was on his big chest. It wasn't super hairy, just the right amount, and dark brown in color. I hardly have any body hair, even on my legs, and what hair I do have is very thin, fine, and sparse. The hair on my cock and balls was almost non-existent, and I wondered if he shaved his big package along with most everything else but his chest.
I could see he had camping stuff stacked up in the garage. He saw that I noticed and said, "That's for my camping trip next week. I go every year."
"That sounds like so much fun Clark. I've never gone camping."
"Andy, I can't believe you've never gone before. It is a lot of fun!"
"You're so lucky Clark."
Then Clark moved closer as I was sitting on one of his workout benches and standing only several feet in front of me, asked, "Well, why don't you come along. I've got a big tent, an extra sleeping bag, and blow up mattresses, and plenty of food for the both of us. What do you think?"
"I'll ask my folks and let you know tomorrow. OK,?" I was looking up in his eyes as I said that, but then my eyes kept dodging around to take in his big muscles, and his big bulge, which was level with my face. He looked amazing and so close that his manly muscleman scent overwhelmed me. Then I basically locked my eyes on his big bulge and couldn't break away. I didn't even care that he knew my eyes were transfixed on it. The big bulge was too powerful and as a slight warm breeze entered the garage from behind him it intermingled with its scent and then engulfed me. It was so musky and alluring. I wasn't certain, but it seemed like Clark rotated his hips a little forward to push out the big bulge, making it more pronounced, then he replied...
"Sure Andy, just let me know."
I forced myself to leave Clark and resumed my jogging. Then I went home anxiously waiting for my parents to arrive so I could ask their permission. I was so excited that he actually wanted me to go with him! I've always wanted to camp in the mountains.
When I told my parents they were excited too, especially my father, who told my mother that, "A man like Clark would be a good influence on the boy."
I informed Clark and he seemed very excited. I couldn't wait for next week. Every time I jogged, I would always stop to visit with Clark as he worked out. I ended up always staying longer than I planned because I loved being around him, especially when he was almost naked lifting weights.
During those visits he explained everything about camping. I was fascinated by it. I was more and more comfortable being around him and he was with me too. Clark seemed more inclined to show off his body and wore even more revealing stretchy little shorts that basically looked like string bikinis. Bikini shorts certainly over-emphasized his massive bulge, which completely overwhelmed the bikiki pouch as it was streched to the limit. I could almost make out everything, and it all looked ridiculously enormous and very heavy.
The big day finally arrived and we headed to a remote area of the wilderness which was part of the national park. He found a great site next to a natural spring in the side of a granite rock wall. Fresh water constantly flowed from the spring and formed a little puddle of water underneath it. We happily set up camp, just as he described earlier, and within an hour or so we were done. He immediately made a fire and we settled in. The hardest part was blowing up the two air mattresses in the tent. He had a foot pump that did the trick after considerable effort. Our plan was to stay four nights.
After relaxing in our camping chairs Clark opened a large ice chest which he packed with food, and we selected what to cook for our dinner. We ended up cooking a few steaks and even made some flat bread on the fire. The weather was pretty warm and the fire was basically only for cooking, light, and general camping ambiance, not heat. In fact it felt a little too warm and we moved our chairs further away from it. Clark explained that it also tended to keep the mosquitoes away.
I really enjoyed being around Clark and felt safe and secure being with him. It was a little scary being in the middle of nowhere as night fell and I was so glad he was there. We talked in the fire light and snacked on some snacks. I had to take a pee and told Clark. He directed me to an area out past the car.
When I got there the utter darkness hit me and I was a little uncomfortable but looking back at Clark sitting in the light of the fire made me feel better. He looked so big and strong in his Levi's and tight T-shirt barely wrapped around his engorged muscle mass. Nothing could harm me with him around.
I returned to the fire and then Clark went out to pee and suggested we should get ready for bed. We both went into the tent. Clark fueled the fire beforehand to provide some light during at least part of the night. He explained how to set up my sleeping bag and gave me one of his pillows. I tested out the air mattress earlier and it actually felt pretty comfortable.
Clark started removing his cloths and I followed suit. He removed everything and when I glanced over I could see his massive club-like cock hanging heavily way down his big muscular legs. It was swaying heavily and his balls were obviously extremely big and plump. It appeared everything was hairless down there. As he climbed into his sleeping bag, his giant cock bounced off his thighs making a slight slapping sound. I was so distracted by his manliness that I hadn't kept up and still had my shorts on.
