Hot. I'm sure it's lack of ur time rather than ur deliberately keeping us in suspense but looking forward to next installment. What's the other guys descript. and how did u both compare?
Wow, it has finally happened! I had dreamed about it for years: having a muscle worship experience in real life.
Let me give you some background information first: until 3 years ago, I was very skinny and admired big, muscular guys. However, being skinny myself, I was only able to see such guys when I took out my wallet and paid them to flex for me on cam. After several years this no longer was very satisfactory for me. I wanted the real thing!
So 3 years ago, I made an important change. I joined a local gym and started working out. At first, just once a week, but soon I wanted more. A year later, I started training at least 3 times a week with a personal trainer. This really boosted my progression! I really love the changes in my body: my chest started getting bigger and bigger, and until now I have added 8 centimetres (more than 3 inches) to my arms. People noticing my getting more muscular make me feel very confident about my body, too.
Being muscular helps to attract guys I learned after I had joined a gay dating app. One day, a guy who was 10 years younger sent me a message, complimenting me on my body. He had a quite decent body himself: not as muscular as mine, but he clearly had been visiting the gym regularly himself. Soon, we discovered we both had been fantasising about having fun with another muscular guy. He made it very clear he’d love to feel my muscles, test my abs, and so on. It goes without saying that we really wanted to meet!
When I was on the train, on my way to my very first muscle worship date, I felt very excited: tonight, it would finally happen! And the great thing was: it was *me* who was getting worshiped. After I got off the train, I walked to the parking lot following his directions (he would pick me up there). Indeed, there was the car he had described to me, the engine running and the lights turned on. My heart was pounding in excitement when I walked towards the car…
To be continued! Let me know if you want to read what happened next. :-)
Finally I have some time to tell you what happened next. :-)
So there I was, walking towards the car... shortly before opening the door I peeked inside the car and immediately recognised the guy who'd be worshiping me soon. He had good looks–actually, he reminded me a bit of Clark Kent haha. We shaked hands and I sat down in his car. It felt a little weird at first, to meet someone who I'd be doing some great things with for the first time. But soon I started to relax during the ride to his appartment. It was a short drive, 5 minutes or so.
After we had parked the car we walked towards his appartment. He lived at the top (13th floor I think it was) floor, on a corner of the building. The elevator brought us to his place quickly. Inside, we took off our shoes and coats (it had been quite cold outside). I was only wearing a tight red shirt under my coat, by the way. I just knew I’d be looking good with my arms and chest stretching the shirt haha.
We walked towards his living room and sat down on the couch. Of course we had something to drink and started chatting a little to get used to each other a little more. I had noticed he had some pretty big arms himself and made a comment about it. He liked the compliment and gave me one in return. That gave me the opportunity to tell how much my arms had grown since I had started working out a few years ago.
After 10 minutes or so, we decided it was about time to check out and prepare his bathroom. We’d do the worshiping there, because of course there was a mirror. :-) His bathroom was pretty big, plenty of space to stand before his mirror and washbasin. It was nice and warm in there, and soon it would become much warmer haha. I had brought 10 little candles to get a nice kind of lighting, so we put these everywhere in his bathroom and lit them. Also, while he was away to change into something more comfortable :-) I changed my shirt: for the occasion I had bought a nice tight black shirt that I had prepared just a little bit: invisible from the front side, I had made a little cut so it would be easy to rip the shirt… I also put a big bottle of oil on the washbasin.
As we had discussed beforehand, I took position in front of the mirror, put my right arm sideways and flexed my arm to make my biceps and triceps as hard as I could. Then the door opened and he entered, wearing only his boxer short…
Sorry guys for the delay! Finally, I have found some time to write the 3rd part of this real story.
He had told me beforehand that it was going to be his first time to worship someone. That had made me wondering: wouldn’t he be too shy for this? Very soon I found out that this was not the case at all. When seeing me standing there, holding my flexed arm sideways, he immediately came standing next to me and grabbed my biceps with both of his hands. Man, the feeling of his warm hands squeezing my biceps made me rock hard instantly. This felt so GOOD! It was like we were fighting a little: him squeezing my arm harder and harder, and me flexing even harder to resist his firmer grip. Soon, a one biceps flex turned into a double biceps flex, and he came standing behind me to grab them both. I was still wearing my jeans at that moment but I could feel he was enjoying this as much as I was: he didn’t mind (and neither did I) to press his hard dick to my butt. After the double biceps pose we also did some other poses so he could check out my triceps too. All this went on for several minutes, and I was in heaven already!
Then, when he wasn’t able to resist the urge anymore, he came standing behind me once again and started to feel my pecs that I instantly flexed as hard as I could. He clearly liked my pecs, because he started feeling them and gave them a few punches too. Then his hands went down to reach my abs. I was still wearing my shirt of course, but by flexing them hard he was able to feel them. By his moaning I knew he liked what he felt hehe. After a while, his hands went up again, all the way up to the collar of the tight black T shirt I was wearing. He grabbed the collar with both of his hands and with one movement he tore my shirt until just below my pecs. Wow, that was hot! I could now see myself standing there, with my two pecs and nipples clearly visible (and my abs were still hidden under the lower part of the shirt).
This turned him on also, and again he started worshiping my chest by squeezing them hard and giving them a few punches. I was flexing my pecs while he was punching them, and let the tension go a little when he wanted to feel and squeeze the muscle in his hands. He also noticed my nipples that were hard from excitement and played a little with them with his hands (that made me even hornier!).
Then, suddenly, he grabbed the lower part of my shirt and tore the rest of the shirt. So now I was standing there, with the torn open shirt hanging from my shoulders. I immediately flexed my abs, so he could check out my sixpack. He really liked to feel them, one by one, slowly going down. Also, as we had agreed, he would punch my abs (and chest again). Wow, I really enjoyed that! Of course I would feel his fists hitting my flexed abs, but the pain felt so good. I also liked seeing myself in the mirror, while he was working me over with has fists. I wanted to take out my dick, but I had to wait a little longer for that. He stopped punching me and reached out to grab the bottle with oil…
When I saw him grabbing the bottle of oil, I just knew I was going to experience something really good. I let the now completely torn shirt fall down from my shoulders on the floor. Also, we both took off our boxer shorts. That felt good, having my cock out! I was hard as a rock and by his moaning sound I knew he liked what he saw, too. His cock was very big too: about the same length and also thick.
He opened the bottle as I started with flexing my biceps sideways again. Beforehand, I had already told him that I liked him to use as much oil as possible. So he poured a big load of oil onto my upper arm and started rubbing it all over my flexed biceps and triceps. Wow, his warm hands felt so GOOD there! While I flexed my arm as hard as I could, he tried to squeeze my muscles as hard as possible.
After enjoying our ‘arm wrestle’ for a while, he did the same with my other arm. Of course my chest was next. For this, he stood behind me. While I felt his warm hard cock pressing against my ass he poured a lot of oil on my chest and started rubbing in the oil onto my pecs. Wow, this felt so GOOD again! Seeing myself in the mirror, my muscles all shiny from the oil and his hands going all over them was incredibly hot also. With my pecs the same ‘fight’ occurred: my flexing them, and him trying to squeeze them hard.
After a while, he went down with his hands to worship my abs. Also with oil of course, so he poured some more oil on my abs first. My six-pack abs looked amazing now, with the oil all over them. He clearly liked my abs, feeling them one by one while I flexed them for him.
Next he poured some oil on his right hand and grabbed my big hard cock. While he kept pressing his big cock against my ass he used one hand to feel and squeeze my chest and left arm muscles. With his right hand he started jacking off my cock. This was by far the best thing that had ever happened to me! Seeing him worshiping my oiled up body in the mirror, knowing how much he enjoyed doing this by feeling his warm hard cock pressed against my ass and lower back and also the feeling he was giving to my cock was so fucking hot. After a while he noticed I was not able to hold myself much longer and encouraged me to cum: “C’mon muscleboy, shoot your cum—I want to see you cum!”. So I let go and began shooting loads of cum while he kept jacking me off. Wow!
Because he had been such a great worshiper of course he deserved to shoot his own cum too. As we had agreed on before, he stood before me (facing me) and I carried him from the floor (he wrapped his legs around mine to stay up there). His hard cock was trapped now, between his abs and mine. While I continued lifting him, I walked towards the mirror so he could see himself while I was holding him in my strong arms. Knowing he wanted me to do that, I started squeezing him between my arms, grabbing him really tight now. He started moaning now, and began thrusting his cock against my abs. He must have been extremely horny already, because after a little while he already began shooting his load between our bodies. Breathing heavily both of us now (him from cumming, me from continuously carrying him), I released my grip and gently let him stand on the floor again.
So there you are: this was my first real life muscle worship experience. :-)
Glad you like it! I get hard when I read my own story too, reliving everything. The next post will get even hotter with the oil and cum shooting haha. ;-)
Also, recently I've had a second hot session with the same guy. :-)
My one spectacular encounter with muscle worship occurred in a Philadelphia bath house during the 1970's, where everbody walked around with just a small towel around their waist.
He looked like he just won the world bodybuilding championship. It was the first time I was ever that close to a world-class bodybuilder, and I could feel my eyes get bigger. I suggested we move to my room, and we did get together. My strongest memory is that my fingers were tingling the whole time, especially when my hands touched his huge muscles. After 20-30 seconds, I had the most intense orgasm of my life.
He Ronald. great for you you had your fistr experience!!
Ofcourse I would love to hear everything too!
I also live in Holland (Arnhem) and am addicted to muscles.
Could not find a real big guy that also could lift me ( my biggest fetish after my musclefetish) so hiered an escort .
I wrote about it here on MF.
So I would love to hear your details!!
Ron
littleforbigg (3)
1/26/2017 5:43 AMHot. I'm sure it's lack of ur time rather than ur deliberately keeping us in suspense but looking forward to next installment. What's the other guys descript. and how did u both compare?
rodi23669 (0)
1/25/2017 9:46 PMAwesome story
ronaldb1974 (0 )
12/31/2016 6:13 PMThanks guys! I will tell you all what happened next as soon as I can in the New Year.
Happy New Year to you all! :-)
speedoWrestlerGermany (54)
12/30/2016 9:14 AMreally hot that story....would like to have such a session with you
ronaldb1974 (0 )
12/27/2016 12:46 PMWow, it has finally happened! I had dreamed about it for years: having a muscle worship experience in real life.
Let me give you some background information first: until 3 years ago, I was very skinny and admired big, muscular guys. However, being skinny myself, I was only able to see such guys when I took out my wallet and paid them to flex for me on cam. After several years this no longer was very satisfactory for me. I wanted the real thing!
So 3 years ago, I made an important change. I joined a local gym and started working out. At first, just once a week, but soon I wanted more. A year later, I started training at least 3 times a week with a personal trainer. This really boosted my progression! I really love the changes in my body: my chest started getting bigger and bigger, and until now I have added 8 centimetres (more than 3 inches) to my arms. People noticing my getting more muscular make me feel very confident about my body, too.
Being muscular helps to attract guys I learned after I had joined a gay dating app. One day, a guy who was 10 years younger sent me a message, complimenting me on my body. He had a quite decent body himself: not as muscular as mine, but he clearly had been visiting the gym regularly himself. Soon, we discovered we both had been fantasising about having fun with another muscular guy. He made it very clear he’d love to feel my muscles, test my abs, and so on. It goes without saying that we really wanted to meet!
When I was on the train, on my way to my very first muscle worship date, I felt very excited: tonight, it would finally happen! And the great thing was: it was *me* who was getting worshiped. After I got off the train, I walked to the parking lot following his directions (he would pick me up there). Indeed, there was the car he had described to me, the engine running and the lights turned on. My heart was pounding in excitement when I walked towards the car…
To be continued! Let me know if you want to read what happened next. :-)
ronaldb1974 (0 )
1/12/2017 8:45 PM(In reply to this)
Finally I have some time to tell you what happened next. :-)
So there I was, walking towards the car... shortly before opening the door I peeked inside the car and immediately recognised the guy who'd be worshiping me soon. He had good looks–actually, he reminded me a bit of Clark Kent haha. We shaked hands and I sat down in his car. It felt a little weird at first, to meet someone who I'd be doing some great things with for the first time. But soon I started to relax during the ride to his appartment. It was a short drive, 5 minutes or so.
After we had parked the car we walked towards his appartment. He lived at the top (13th floor I think it was) floor, on a corner of the building. The elevator brought us to his place quickly. Inside, we took off our shoes and coats (it had been quite cold outside). I was only wearing a tight red shirt under my coat, by the way. I just knew I’d be looking good with my arms and chest stretching the shirt haha.
We walked towards his living room and sat down on the couch. Of course we had something to drink and started chatting a little to get used to each other a little more. I had noticed he had some pretty big arms himself and made a comment about it. He liked the compliment and gave me one in return. That gave me the opportunity to tell how much my arms had grown since I had started working out a few years ago.
After 10 minutes or so, we decided it was about time to check out and prepare his bathroom. We’d do the worshiping there, because of course there was a mirror. :-) His bathroom was pretty big, plenty of space to stand before his mirror and washbasin. It was nice and warm in there, and soon it would become much warmer haha. I had brought 10 little candles to get a nice kind of lighting, so we put these everywhere in his bathroom and lit them. Also, while he was away to change into something more comfortable :-) I changed my shirt: for the occasion I had bought a nice tight black shirt that I had prepared just a little bit: invisible from the front side, I had made a little cut so it would be easy to rip the shirt… I also put a big bottle of oil on the washbasin.
As we had discussed beforehand, I took position in front of the mirror, put my right arm sideways and flexed my arm to make my biceps and triceps as hard as I could. Then the door opened and he entered, wearing only his boxer short…
More next time! Tell me what you think. :-)
ronaldb1974 (0 )
2/02/2017 3:19 PM(In reply to this)
Sorry guys for the delay! Finally, I have found some time to write the 3rd part of this real story.
He had told me beforehand that it was going to be his first time to worship someone. That had made me wondering: wouldn’t he be too shy for this? Very soon I found out that this was not the case at all. When seeing me standing there, holding my flexed arm sideways, he immediately came standing next to me and grabbed my biceps with both of his hands. Man, the feeling of his warm hands squeezing my biceps made me rock hard instantly. This felt so GOOD! It was like we were fighting a little: him squeezing my arm harder and harder, and me flexing even harder to resist his firmer grip. Soon, a one biceps flex turned into a double biceps flex, and he came standing behind me to grab them both. I was still wearing my jeans at that moment but I could feel he was enjoying this as much as I was: he didn’t mind (and neither did I) to press his hard dick to my butt. After the double biceps pose we also did some other poses so he could check out my triceps too. All this went on for several minutes, and I was in heaven already!
Then, when he wasn’t able to resist the urge anymore, he came standing behind me once again and started to feel my pecs that I instantly flexed as hard as I could. He clearly liked my pecs, because he started feeling them and gave them a few punches too. Then his hands went down to reach my abs. I was still wearing my shirt of course, but by flexing them hard he was able to feel them. By his moaning I knew he liked what he felt hehe. After a while, his hands went up again, all the way up to the collar of the tight black T shirt I was wearing. He grabbed the collar with both of his hands and with one movement he tore my shirt until just below my pecs. Wow, that was hot! I could now see myself standing there, with my two pecs and nipples clearly visible (and my abs were still hidden under the lower part of the shirt).
This turned him on also, and again he started worshiping my chest by squeezing them hard and giving them a few punches. I was flexing my pecs while he was punching them, and let the tension go a little when he wanted to feel and squeeze the muscle in his hands. He also noticed my nipples that were hard from excitement and played a little with them with his hands (that made me even hornier!).
Then, suddenly, he grabbed the lower part of my shirt and tore the rest of the shirt. So now I was standing there, with the torn open shirt hanging from my shoulders. I immediately flexed my abs, so he could check out my sixpack. He really liked to feel them, one by one, slowly going down. Also, as we had agreed, he would punch my abs (and chest again). Wow, I really enjoyed that! Of course I would feel his fists hitting my flexed abs, but the pain felt so good. I also liked seeing myself in the mirror, while he was working me over with has fists. I wanted to take out my dick, but I had to wait a little longer for that. He stopped punching me and reached out to grab the bottle with oil…
More next time! :-)
ronaldb1974 (0 )
2/25/2017 4:21 PM(In reply to this)
Here’s the final part! Enjoy. :-)
When I saw him grabbing the bottle of oil, I just knew I was going to experience something really good. I let the now completely torn shirt fall down from my shoulders on the floor. Also, we both took off our boxer shorts. That felt good, having my cock out! I was hard as a rock and by his moaning sound I knew he liked what he saw, too. His cock was very big too: about the same length and also thick.
He opened the bottle as I started with flexing my biceps sideways again. Beforehand, I had already told him that I liked him to use as much oil as possible. So he poured a big load of oil onto my upper arm and started rubbing it all over my flexed biceps and triceps. Wow, his warm hands felt so GOOD there! While I flexed my arm as hard as I could, he tried to squeeze my muscles as hard as possible.
After enjoying our ‘arm wrestle’ for a while, he did the same with my other arm. Of course my chest was next. For this, he stood behind me. While I felt his warm hard cock pressing against my ass he poured a lot of oil on my chest and started rubbing in the oil onto my pecs. Wow, this felt so GOOD again! Seeing myself in the mirror, my muscles all shiny from the oil and his hands going all over them was incredibly hot also. With my pecs the same ‘fight’ occurred: my flexing them, and him trying to squeeze them hard.
After a while, he went down with his hands to worship my abs. Also with oil of course, so he poured some more oil on my abs first. My six-pack abs looked amazing now, with the oil all over them. He clearly liked my abs, feeling them one by one while I flexed them for him.
Next he poured some oil on his right hand and grabbed my big hard cock. While he kept pressing his big cock against my ass he used one hand to feel and squeeze my chest and left arm muscles. With his right hand he started jacking off my cock. This was by far the best thing that had ever happened to me! Seeing him worshiping my oiled up body in the mirror, knowing how much he enjoyed doing this by feeling his warm hard cock pressed against my ass and lower back and also the feeling he was giving to my cock was so fucking hot. After a while he noticed I was not able to hold myself much longer and encouraged me to cum: “C’mon muscleboy, shoot your cum—I want to see you cum!”. So I let go and began shooting loads of cum while he kept jacking me off. Wow!
Because he had been such a great worshiper of course he deserved to shoot his own cum too. As we had agreed on before, he stood before me (facing me) and I carried him from the floor (he wrapped his legs around mine to stay up there). His hard cock was trapped now, between his abs and mine. While I continued lifting him, I walked towards the mirror so he could see himself while I was holding him in my strong arms. Knowing he wanted me to do that, I started squeezing him between my arms, grabbing him really tight now. He started moaning now, and began thrusting his cock against my abs. He must have been extremely horny already, because after a little while he already began shooting his load between our bodies. Breathing heavily both of us now (him from cumming, me from continuously carrying him), I released my grip and gently let him stand on the floor again.
So there you are: this was my first real life muscle worship experience. :-)
muscldestrctn (2)
2/02/2017 4:29 PM(In reply to this)
WOW - super hot scene, man! Thanks for sharing.
ronaldb1974 (0 )
2/03/2017 6:19 PM(In reply to this)
Glad you like it! I get hard when I read my own story too, reliving everything. The next post will get even hotter with the oil and cum shooting haha. ;-)
Also, recently I've had a second hot session with the same guy. :-)
Richardomado (3)
2/04/2017 5:18 AM(In reply to this)
Fuck! I am hard as well! Thanks fos sharing this to us.
ronaldb1974 (0 )
2/04/2017 2:41 PM(In reply to this)
Glad you like it! :)
Have you had muscle worship sessions yourself?
muscldestrctn (2)
1/13/2017 4:42 AM(In reply to this)
Very hot, man... looking forward to the next installment!
tokugawa (0)
1/01/2017 7:06 AM(In reply to this)
My one spectacular encounter with muscle worship occurred in a Philadelphia bath house during the 1970's, where everbody walked around with just a small towel around their waist.
He looked like he just won the world bodybuilding championship. It was the first time I was ever that close to a world-class bodybuilder, and I could feel my eyes get bigger. I suggested we move to my room, and we did get together. My strongest memory is that my fingers were tingling the whole time, especially when my hands touched his huge muscles. After 20-30 seconds, I had the most intense orgasm of my life.
biceplover (2 )
12/29/2016 8:47 AM(In reply to this)
He Ronald. great for you you had your fistr experience!!
Ofcourse I would love to hear everything too!
I also live in Holland (Arnhem) and am addicted to muscles.
Could not find a real big guy that also could lift me ( my biggest fetish after my musclefetish) so hiered an escort .
I wrote about it here on MF.
So I would love to hear your details!!
Ron
muscldestrctn (2)
12/29/2016 3:36 AM(In reply to this)
Love it, stud... yeah I want to hear more!
Richardomado (3)
12/28/2016 7:08 AM(In reply to this)
Of course I want to know whats happend next...