About three weeks went by without me seeing Mike at all. He was spending all his time at the gym getting ready for the Central Florida Body Building Competition. He stopped posing for me after his leg workouts and he no longer needed me to measure his arms after his arm routine. Pretty much, I could tell he was avoiding me.
There were a couple of conditions for him to live here on the estate with me for free. The first is that he would walk around the house in his jockey shorts while he was at home. Second, was that he would pose for me on his leg days and third, was that I would measure his arms after an arm workout. All of this had stopped after our last arm session, which, ended in me taking a load of Mike's sperm down my throat.
I figure, poor straight Mike was feeling confused and guilty for having a guy so into his body. He was confused that he would be so turned on by me that he would shoot his load. He was straight after all! But it did happen. He took control. He knew what he was doing while he let me lick his beautiful arms, when he told me to lick his muscular ass, and when he blew his load down my throat. He was acting like the male sexual animal that he was. Now that it was over, he had to rationalize, why he was so turned on.
I figured Mike was probably making arrangements to move out and into his own place where he could have a girlfriend and be his true straight self without me around reminding him that having sex with a man could be a turn on.
The next evening, I went to the gym to work out and to see Mike, to talk with him. He was there working his lats on the pull up bar. I watched as he pulled himself up 10 times. He was completing his reps slowly and in perfect form. His back was rippling with muscles as he continued to force his muscles to exhaustion.
I remember worshiping and licking Mike's thick back muscles. Having my tongue slide across his trapezius muscles and his latissimus dorsa muscles, was an amazing privilege. I was hoping to taste some of the testosterone that seemed to ooze from every muscle and overflowed into Mike's personality. I started to get hard. We both continued to work out and I saw Mike glancing at me, but he never came over to talk with me. He was purposely ignoring me.
I felt bad about that way things were turning out between us. I was sort of falling in love with this sexy man, but, I made him feel insecure about himself. He was straight. He could never love me. After my workout I left Mike at the gym and headed home. I was miserable and I knew Mike was miserable living with me. I'm afraid that I had scared him away. Tonight, Mike's indifference to me was further proof that we were not going to be friends and I certainly wasn't going to feel his super masculine body press against me again. I felt like a lost puppy. I felt so alone.
I did a couple of hours work in my office and decided on calling it a night. I took off my clothes dropped them in the laundry and went to the kitchen for a glass of juice. While I was standing at the sink, I felt strong arms reach around me and pull me back tightly against a hard body. I heard Mike say, "Quiet, don't say a thing." Mike was totally naked! My back was smashed against Mike's hard pecs and my butt was rubbing up against Mike's thick cock. My cock started to expand. I started to say something, but Mike reached up and covered my mouth with his huge hand. "Shhh... Don't say anything. I got you now," he whispered into my ear. I don't believe what I am hearing!
"Spread your legs," Mike says. I feel his rigid dick slide between my legs. Then Mike begins to slide his dick in and out of my legs like he fucking me, but he is only teasing me so far. "Can you feel my cock?" he utters. I can feel the thickness of what is between my legs. My cock is rock hard. My mind is quickly turning to mush. I am no longer thinking clearly. I am just feeling Mike with my body. Mike pulls his dick from between my legs and I instantly feel a void where his thick cock should be. But before I can react, Mike turns me and directs me toward my bedroom. All this time Mike's arms are securely wrapped around me. I feel so safe, so relaxed. I feel so confused, but mostly I feel so turned on!
Mike pushes me down so I am kneeling at the foot of my bed and then he pushes my upper body over the bed as he pulls my hands above my head. Now Mike is on top of me, crushing his chest into my back. I feel Mike's thick cock in my butt crack. He begins to fake fuck me so I can feel his thick cock ride up and down my crack. With Mike's weight on me I am pinned to the bed. I can hear his heavy breathing. Then Mike crawls off me and says. "Don't move, I'll be right back." When Mike shifted his weight off me, I instantly felt cold. In my mind I was thinking, come back Mike. Push me into the bed; let me feel your manly body forcing me into the mattress.
I feel Mike's finger covered with lube rubbing against my hole. The coolness of the lube and the pleasure of having Mike's thick finger touching my ass surprised the hell out of me. My face is still pressed into the mattress but I don't move. Then I feel Mike's finger pushing harder into my hole until he managers to work his finger in. This sends shivers down my spine. I can't believe what it happening to me. Mike begins to pump his finger in and out of my ass and I begin to shake. Then I feel him push in another finger and I am moaning into the bed sheets. Mike finger fucks me faster and faster and them stops and leans over me and whispers into my ear, "I need to loosen you up. I don't want to hurt you." Then to my surprise, Mike slips his third finger into my ass and starts to stretch my hole to accommodate him. I can't believe this is happening to me. I need his dick so bad. Its all I have dreamed of for the last 6 months.
Mike speeds up his finger fucking and my body responds by pushing back against his hand as he pushes in. I feel an orgasm building as much as I try not to cum, I can't hold out much longer. I start to say, "I'm cuming," and Mike suddenly pulls his fingers out of his ass. "Oh, fuck Mike," I gasp. "Damn Mike, I almost came!"
"I know you did Chris, but don't cum yet." Mike climbs on top of me and whispers into my ear, "Chris, I'm sorry I haven't been around. You must have thought I was avoiding you. That is not what was going on." I do not understand what Mike is telling me. Does he need more money? Mike takes more lube and rubs it on my hole. Then I feel him stick in two fingers of one hand into my ass, and then two fingers of his other hand go into my ass. Mike begins to spread my hole. I fight the pressure of him widening my hole and Mike says, "Come on Chris, Let your ass go. I got you. I won't hurt you. You need to trust me. I need more room for my dick. Trust me. Relax your ass." I knew Mike's cock was thick, but having him stretch my hole to accommodate him made my breath catch in my throat.
I let go and relax the muscles of my ass and I feel my hole widen. "There we go Chris. Breathe buddy, that's it. Let me stretch your ass open. Almost there boy," he says softly. Then I feel Mike add the third finger on each hand on my butt ring and pulls my hole wide open. I feel so vulnerable. How wide does he need my opening I wonder. Just then, Mike pulls his fingers away from my ass and tells me, "That should do Chris. You're loose enough for me to force my dick into your ass. I sigh that he had removed his thick fingers and begin to moan at the thought of having his massive cock fuck me.
