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The following story is a work of fiction, set in the
format of reality. Any resemblance to real people is
entirely coincidental in nature, and is not meant to
accurately depict, nor reflect upon persons in towns,
cities, or governmental areas, in which the story is
staged. If a sexual scene involving male-to-male
relationships offends you, then you should not read
this story. Additionally, if you are under 18 years of
age, in most state and countries, you are not allowed
to read this story by law. This is fiction. Do not
forget, in real life, to think about 'sexual safety
matter'; got condom?
"Muscle Jocks For Domination" 01 (M/M DomTop)
wriTten by T. Chase McPhee
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Hey Rick, do you ever wonder what the reason is why
us guys like to be fit?
I dont get what you mean, Steve? Rick replied,
questioning his thoughts, as he spotted for him.
Like, here I am, a successful twenty-five year old,
making a good salary, have great hours, friends,
security, workout six days a week? I mean, what else
is there?
Have you ever thought about canoeing, Steve?
You still dont get what I mean, do you Rick?
Hey, Im trying to catch on, Steve, believe me.
With Ricks help, Steve replaces the barbell. He sits
up, smoothing out his muscle tee, all sweated up from
his intense workout.
You through working out for the day, Rick?
Yeah.
Good. Lets go catch a shower.
Before Steve leaves the gym, he has his gray muscle
tee stripped. Rick watches as the perfectly chiseled
body leads him into the locker room.
Carding the slot on the gym locker, Steve opens the
door. Shedding his sneakers, he places them on the
floor of the tall locker. Rick, two lockers down, does
the same. Peeling his top, he rolls it up and puts it
in his gym bag. Shortly, he peels his socks and
shorts, stuffing them in, too.
Looking good, Rick! Steve says, with a thumbs up
gesture.
For the last two months, since Steve has joined the
gym, hes had an idea that Rick might be gay, but not
positive. It sure would make it easier, if it came up
in their conversation, however Steve hadnt wanted to
be the one to bring it out.
Thanks Steve. I kind of owe it to you.
Eh, you dont owe me anything, Rick.
Yeah, well if you hadnt convinced me to go from
three to six days, working out, I probably wouldnt
have these tight abs!
Steve could feel his balls churning, as Rick stood
there, his thumbs in the elastic of his jock strap,
all ready to peel it downwards. Bad enough that Ricks
hairy features, a biggy with Steve, painted his body;
dark brown hair mid-chest, swirling around his
luscious looking nips, the dark, defined trail
separating his muscled abs, then as if the trail
entered his deep navel, exiting the bottom side,
proceeded to his moderately hairy pubes. He had
noticed one time, the hairy balls that made his taste
buds water. Taking in the sight of Ricks big cock, as
the jocks got flicked into his gym bag, became a
challenge to Steve, to refrain from getting a raging
hardon. At least it took his mind off of Ricks balls.
Then, to make matters worse, Steve had to watch Rick
walk to the shower, the hairy ass crevice that made
him want to dive in and tongue fuck the jock-hole.
I wonder where Pete is?
Yeah, he usually gets here the same time we do, like
clockwork.
Although, Steve, I heard hes under the gun to get
the Willoughby project completed by Friday.
Yeah and like if its not on Fitzsimmons desk by two
oclock, Friday, a guy might as well hand in his
resignation!
Thats not the way I hear it.
Oh? And what do you know that I dont know, Rick?
About Trevor Fitzsimmons? Are you kidding, Steve?
No, Im not. Why? Do you think I get all the first
hand information around here?
No, but being that youve been with the company
longer than I have, I figured you should get
information before me.
You tell me what you know, Rick and Ill tell you if
I already knew it.
Well, I actually came by this information from Jack
Dunkirk.
Isnt he the one with the Nomad Account?
Yep and I got information from the source, Jack
himself, what happened to one of his team members that
worked on the merger with Atlas.
Really?
Being the only two in the company gym, they could
stand there, letting the showers zoom down their
bodies, as they chatted away.
Anthony Bonomolo.
Wait. I think I know Anthony. Around our age, 510,
about 170, short cropped beard, big cock?
Hee heee.. Yeah, thats him.
What happened to him?
Do you remember a few months back, right after the
Nomad merger with Atlas went through?
Yes, so?
The way I hear it went, from Anthony, is that he was
the reason the project got to Fitzsimmons late.
Hey, wait, Anthonys not on Dunkirks team anymore.
Youre right. So, do you know what Anthony does now?
Wait. How can Anthony have done what he did? He works
directly with Fitzsimmons.
No, thats where youre wrong, Steve.
Huh? How does that go, Rick?
Anthony Bonomolo works for Fitzsimmons.
Now Im the one mixed up here, Rick.
I heard it from Anthony that after Dunkirk reported
him, that Fitzsimmons gave Anthony an ultimatum.
I suppose getting fired was one of them?
Or . Servitude to Fitzsimmons.
Servitude? Whats that entail?
As I hear it, Anthony gets paid his regular salary,
but even though he gets paid an hourly wage, its more
like working on a salaried basis.
Salaried basis? For hourly pay? Thats against the
law!
Not according to Anthony. As far as hes concerned,
its a good deal. The way he puts it, if he lost his
job, plus the benefits and profit sharing hes
accumulated, hed be up to his eyeballs in debt. No,
Anthony says things are working out good for him, the
way they are.
So, what did he mean by salaried hours?
He didnt fill me in on that part.
Hmm I see.
So, what did you want to try to explain to me,
Steve?
Oh, nothing. Just some wishful thinking and yeah, it
might be good if I took up something like canoeing,
Rick.
Let me know if you do, Steve. I might have an
interest in it myself.
That night, Steves balls churned away, as he thought
about Rick. He had strange thoughts that he himself
could not figure out from where they appeared. He
pictured himself in the locker room, Rick dropping his
briefs and then shocking, in command, Get over here
and suck me, Steve. In his dream, he crawled on all
fours, till his head was even with Ricks crotch. It
was so real, almost as if he felt a hand go to his
head and pull it onto the hard shaft, burying his nose
in the dark brown hairy bush, the thick cock forced
down his throat. Such was the sweat covering his bod,
that he woke up. Dragging himself out of bed, he took
a cool shower. However, before he cooled down, Steve
had to dream on further, as his hand massaged his hard
shaft, till he shot his load on the shower wall.
%
Continued .
Copyright 2006 T. Chase McPhee
This story may not be sold or made part of any
collection without prior written permission.
The more you stretch, the more you can fit in... 'spread' happiness!
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