Date: Sat, 23 Oct 1999 14:59:28 EDT
From: LENNOXBEAR@aol.com
Subject: Feelings of Security

Feelings of Security by lennoxbear@aol.com

Tom had been told to report to a new work site on Monday.  He was interning
for an electronic Security Company, S & F Security, and pretty much went
wherever he was told.  He liked the job and the people, and the fact that
the company T-shirt showed off his muscles really well. He had always
worked out hard and was very proud of his body, but shy about it at the
same time in an odd way. Getting a real job and coming out to live life the
way he wanted, was all just falling into place for him. This internship was
at new offices in one of the downtown office buildings, so he was expecting
a lot of hustle and bustle when he arrived.  Instead, what he found was a
minimum of activity and people.  An empty reception desk greeted him when
he exited the elevator.  As he turned a corner looking for his team, he ran
directly into a big, beefy guy who almost knocked him on his butt.

"Sorry buddy, I heard the elevator bell and was coming to see who was here,
didn't mean to knock you over."

"That's OK," Tom felt the big guy's hand around his biceps and felt the
strength in the fingers.  Tom was no small dude himself at 6"2", so the big
guy definitely got his attention.  He found himself looking up at a tall,
beefy, muscular man with a shaved head, goatee and big smile, someone who
would get his juices flowing in an instant if this were not work. "I'm with
the security company."

"Oh, well, there isn't anyone else here yet, so make yourself at home.
We're still moving in, so things are a bit of a mess.  Would you like a cup
of coffee, that much we have in place?  I'm Eric, by the way."

"Tom."  He shook Eric's hand and watched the muscles in the guy's arm flex.
This was one big man.  He stood about 6'5", with arms that were easily 22
inches. He had no idea how big the chest actually was. Eric was dressed in
snug faded 501's and a pullover shirt that was straining to contain the
enormous pecs.  "Yeah. Coffee would be cool."

"Back this way then.  The room with all the security stuff is also back
here," Eric pointed to a room marked "Systems".  "And coffee is in here."
Tom watched the man's butt and leg muscles moving in his jeans.  He was
even more impressed by the ample basket in the jeans.  Tom wouldn't mind
seeing this guy in his gym.  "Help yourself.  The other guys from your
office will probably be here soon. Damn, the phone's ringing, 'scuse me."
Eric brushed past Tom.  Tom felt the big pecs against his back as Eric
rushed past him.

Tom poured himself a cup of coffee and looked around the offices. Boxes
marked with staff names were piled everywhere. There were only two other
men working to unpack boxes, both of them smaller muscle versions of
Eric. No women.  He heard Eric talking and laughing with someone on the
phone in one of the offices down the hallway and decided to saunter toward
the voice.  Eric was crouching down rummaging through a box on the floor,
his shirt tail had pulled out of the top of his jeans.  Tom couldn't see
any sign of a waistband from underwear.  His dick stirred with the thought
just as Eric turned toward the door.

"Well, buddy, I can't find that file right now, it may be in another box,"
Eric stood up and looked at a box in the corner near the door where Tom was
standing.  "Hey, Tom, push that box over here for me please, thanks." Eric
stood up and Tom could see the basket had shifted to the left and was
definitely not being held in place by underwear.  Tom carried the box over
to where Eric was standing and placed it on top of the other one.  He took
a deep breath and smelled Eric's masculinity.  "Appreciate it."  Eric
placed his hand on Tom's shoulder in a gesture of thanks.  Tom looked at
that big smile and the salt and pepper goatee and absent-mindedly licked
his lips.  He thought he saw a change in Eric's eyes, but just then the
rest of the crew from the security company arrived.

"Hey, Tom, quit hanging out, time to get to work." He heard Dave his
supervisor's voice teasing him. "Sorry, we're late guy, let's get to it.'
Tom turned to walk out the door but felt Eric's hand on his shoulder again.

"If those guys get too out of line, just let me know, I'll straighten them
out." He felt Eric squeeze his trap.  Then the hot hand ran down the center
of his back.  Tom just laughed and shook his head.

"They're always like that."

Tom spent the rest of the morning helping to run wiring for the security
system and learning about the computer controls.  The job was fairly simple
and was moving very quickly. At lunchtime, the other two guys said they
were going to go out for pizza, but Tom decided to stay back and eat the
lunch he had brought with him.  He hoped he would get to talk with Eric
again.  He saw Eric running through the office helping the handful of staff
who was there to get organized.  The man was sex in motion.  Every move he
made caused his muscles to ripple and his clothes to strain.  He was always
quick with a smile for staff, a pat on the back and a squeeze to the
shoulders.  To Tom, it seemed like a nice comfortable working environment.
Eric disappeared around the corner while Tom was fumbling at a soda vending
machine. Out of order, damn.  Tom walked back to Eric's office and found
him eating a sandwich at his desk and reading the paper.  "Excuse me. Could
I have another cup of coffee, the vending machine isn't working?"

Eric looked up and smiled, "Sure thing big guy, but let me check to see how
fresh it is."  Eric got up from behind his desk and Tom saw the outline of
a thick dick in his jeans.  It seemed even fuller than this morning.

"Uh, I don't want to bother you."

"No bother, I drink coffee all day, so it's time for a fresh pot.  Helps
give me a buzz for the gym later."  Tom followed Eric's beefy muscle butt
to the coffee room and watched as the big man quickly put on a fresh pot.
Eric turned and leaned against the counter, casually adjusting his cock in
his jeans.  "So, you in training or something for this company?  Any chance
for a real job with them."

"Yeah, I hope so.  They pay well, have great benefits and lots of business.
I hear really good things about them," he walked across the room to be
closer.  "I just finished my training, so I am eager to get out on my own.
My parents are tired of my being under foot.  I didn't know what I wanted
to do when I graduated from high school, so I worked in a gym, and worked
out, until I decided on this.  So here I am, 21 and looking for a job"

"Yeah, I'm sure with all that muscle, they have to feed you a lot.  I bet
you get a job from these guys real soon"

"Oh, I stick to a training diet, but I try to buy all my supplements
myself.  And chicken breasts, lots of chicken breasts.  I need a good job
to pay for all this stuff."  Tom flexed his chest a bit to see if Eric
would notice.  Eric just smiled.

"Well, you look good buddy.  When a guy takes care of himself, well, that
says a lot to me.  Dedication to the gym, hopefully, translates to
dedication on the job and other activities in life."  Eric's eyes surveyed
Tom from head to foot.  "So, do you want to be a powerlifter or
bodybuilder?"

"I lean more toward bodybuilding for aesthetics reasons.  I like the broad
shoulders, small waist, V-taper look. Like you," Tom flexed and shrugged
his shoulders, enjoying the conversation and being close to this big hot
man.  Eric smiled at the gesture.  Tom felt his dick stirring and thought
he better back off before he found himself with a full hardon and
embarrassed in front of Eric.  "Man, you are huge, just awesome.  Where do
you workout?"

"A small no-frills gym near my house, north of the city, plus I have a lot
of equipment at home.  Saves me from having to make the drive to the gym on
the weekend.  I can get a really good pump and feel terrific and not have
to wait in lines."

"Well, your wife must be very tolerant. My mom hates my equipment.  Keeps
threatening to move it out."

"No wife, just me.  That way I don't have to worry about how sweaty I get
or even wearing anything to workout."  Eric gave Tom a sly smile with that
line.  "You do a good job on this security system and I'll let you come
over and work out.  But my house is way out of town, in the woods, not an
easy commute."

"That's OK, always up for a good workout with a guy who can give me
pointers," Tom wondered how much of that big dick that was showing, he
could get down his throat while Eric benched.  "And you can be sure we'll
do a good job."

"Good, I like a man with integrity.  Help yourself to coffee.  I'll let you
eat lunch.  Your coworkers will be back any minute."  Eric poured himself a
cup of coffee, gave Tom a light punch to the shoulder and walked out of the
breakroom.  Tom sucked in a deep breath and adjusted his swollen balls in
his jeans.

The rest of the afternoon was pretty routine, with the team working
together as a unit to install the computer controlled security system.  The
guys with whom Tom worked were quick and efficient.  And they very willing
to teach a rookie.  They weren't the muscle hunks Tom would have preferred,
but they were giving him an opportunity to really learn the job.  He
watched for Eric, who periodically went by.  He was busy moving things in
the office and getting things ready for the opening of business.  He felt
slighted since Eric seemed to go by when he was on a ladder with his head
in the ceiling.  He couldn't get a really good look at this muscle fantasy.
Since another crew had done the prep work the previous week, his team
managed to finish the installation in one day.  Tom was disappointed that
they wouldn't be coming back the next day.

His supervisor was showing Eric the final hookup and testing the system.
He seemed pleased and was happy to have the work completed so quickly.
They were busily cleaning up their tools and the site when Eric walked over
to Tom and handed him a sheet of paper.

"Saturday morning, 9 AM good for a workout?  I keep my word on work
well-done."  Tom looked at the paper with Eric's home number, address and
directions. Eric tousled Tom's short, brown hair.  "Be ready to sweat."

"Oh yeah, I'll be there, thanks," Tom's eyes were beaming as he shook
Eric's beefy hand.  "I'll be looking forward to an all out intense
session."

"Super, and bring a change of clothes. Lunch is on me when we finish.  See
you Saturday then," Eric smiled and walked down the hallway.  Tom's heart
was beating faster and his dick was moving down the leg of his jeans.  Five
days would have to pass before this workout.

The week past about as slowly as Tom imagined it would.  Tom helped his
crew with two more installations that week and learned more about the
computer and electronic systems than he ever imagined.  By Friday night, he
was wound tightly and had a difficult time sleeping.  He had fought the
urges all week to pound his cock into oblivion.  He hoped the workout would
inspire him to have a jackoff session later like he never had before.
Saturday morning he threw workout gear and extra clothes into his gym bag,
tossed it into his pick-up and drove off excitedly.  He told his parents he
might be late and not to wait up.  The drive to Eric's house took 45
minutes into an area with which Tom was not overly familiar.  He finally
found the long winding driveway and followed it back to a big, rustic log
and stone house, sitting in the middle of lush green woods.  As he hopped
out of the truck he noticed a van there from F&S Security.  He thought it
odd, but figured maybe Eric was having a home system installed.  He rang
the doorbell and after what seemed like forever the door opened.

Eric greeted him in shorts, a cut-off sweatshirt and sneakers.  "Hey, Tom,
welcome.  Hope you didn't have any trouble finding the place, I am a bit
secluded.  Come on in and make yourself at home."  Eric's muscles were
sensually showing through the remains of the shirt and his legs were more
muscular than Tom had imagined.  He showed him to the gym, pointing out
different rooms as they walked through the house.  Tom was impressed by the
enormity of the place and with the simple elegant way in which it was
furnished.  Just how he would have expected Eric's house to be.

"And this is my gym," Eric flipped on the lights and Tom whistled at the
amount of equipment squeezed into the basement area. It was enough to make
many real gyms jealous.  Eric leaned against one of the Hammer Strength
machines and smiled, "hope you're ready to sweat your balls off."

"Wow, this is great.  No wonder you're the size you are, you can do
everything here and never go to a gym anywhere else."  Tom walked through
the maze of equipment and also noticed the walls were lined with mirrors.
Very professional.

"I like it, but getting a workout partner to come way out here can be a bit
of a problem."

"Well, anytime you need a partner, just let me know.  I'm up for it."

"Hmm, I guess we'll see.  You ready to pump some iron?"  Eric pulled off
his sweatshirt and floored Tom with the beautifully sculpted chest and abs,
with just the right amount of fur to make it even hotter.  "Did you want to
work one body part or do a little bit of everything?  I'm open to
anything." Eric gave him an evil grin and hiked up his shorts to flex his
thick quads.  "Maybe legs?"

"Whatever you want to do is OK with me, but I wouldn't mind some chest
work."  Tom was trying not to look at Eric in an effort to keep his dick
under control.

"Good, we'll end up with some chest.  OK, son, let's go.  Get changed."
Eric slapped his hands and commenced to do some stretching exercises.  Tom
dropped his bag and pulled off his coat and shirt.  He watched Eric's
muscles flex and stretch while he changed into shorts and sneakers.  He had
chosen a pair of shorts that would be loser to keep from having his dick
look too obvious.

"I saw the security company van outside, is someone here?"  Tom swallowed
hard as he got a close-up of Eric's muscle butt bouncing from a few jumping
jacks.  His shorts started to move with his dick.

"Oh, that's mine.  It's one of the companies I own," Eric smiled from ear
to ear.

"I work for you?"

"Sure do buddy.  I don't take personal interest in all my employees, but
you're different, I like you.  You remind me of me, except you need to be
sweating and pumping right now."  He grabbed Tom and pushed him toward the
leg equipment in the corner of the room.  "Let's lift."

For the next hour, Eric pushed Tom through an intense focused leg workout.
They rested only briefly between sets, Eric didn't like idle chatter.
Tom's legs were screaming and wobbling when they finished.  He hadn't felt
this pumped in ages.  "OK, son, now for a quick chest routine."  Eric
grabbed Tom around the chest and wrestled him over to the benches and
isolation machines.  Tom only struggled half heartedly, he was enjoying the
sweaty closeness of the big man's furry body.  They were playing muscle
against muscle in a playful game.  The smell of the man caused Tom's dick
to go completely hard.

"I want to try some of these chest machines. They're new to me."  Tom sat
on one of the machines, to keep Eric from seeing his erection.  Eric loaded
the weights and put Tom through the paces.  Tom watched in awe as Eric did
his sets and wanted to lick and bite the huge nips and pecs bouncing in
front of him. Sweat rolled slowly down the fur on the beefy chest and
soaked the tight shorts.  That sweat combined with the sweat from the leg
workout made Eric's shorts very suggestive.  They were clinging to the
outline of his fat cock and huge balls. They finished with flat benches to
give themselves a complete pump.  Tom spotted Eric and couldn't help but
notice the man's dick was long, thick and uncut through his jersey shorts.
It took another hour to finish a marathon workout.  Tom's body was pumped
and full of energy he never felt before.

"Here, drink this.  It'll help restore some of your body fluids and has a
creatine base."  Eric handed him a drink from a small refrigerator.
There's a hot tub outside if you want to relax a bit from all of this, then
I thought we could change and go for some lunch. Come on. Let's hit the
shower first."  Eric lead him upstairs to the master bedroom loft.  He
walked quickly over to a closet and closed the door.  Tom thought he saw
some leather items and there was a distinct smell in the air.  "Sorry. My
closets are a mess."

"Hey, you should see mine. My mom's always picking on me for the
way......."  Eric had stripped and Tom lost all train of thought.  He
dropped his bag on the bed and kicked off his shoes.  Eric walked over to
him with a big thick towel and an even bigger, thicker uncut cock than Tom
had imagined.  The man's balls were the biggest Tom had ever seen and swung
freely from side to side and halfway down his heavily veined thighs.

"Let's rinse off before we hit the hottub.  The shower's in here."  Eric
watched as Tom dropped his shorts and his eight-inch cock flopped to half
hard.  "The tub will make those pumped muscles feel really great."  Tom saw
Eric's eyes look him over and a smile cross the guy's face.  Eric put his
arm around the young man's shoulders and walked him toward the bathroom.
Inside was a huge glass blocked enclosed shower with enough nozzles to sink
a ship. And, it was big enough for two or more.  "You take that side. I'll
take this side." Eric stepped in and started the water running.  Tom
stepped in and adjusted the temperature and spray and relished in the
overall massage of the multiple showerheads.  When he turned around he
faced Eric on the other side.  Eric's thick tool was getting fuller and
longer and still not erect.  "Feel's good on those sore muscles huh?  Come
on and try the tub."  He stepped out of the shower and over to a glass door
that Tom realized led outside to a deck built into a hillside behind the
house.  Don't worry about the towel. I don't have any neighbours."

Eric stepped out into the cool air and over to the steaming, bubbling tub.
Tom followed, dazed in his good fortune to be sharing this with this muscle
giant.  "Careful getting into this thing. Don't slip."  Eric slid in and
stretched out under the foaming water.  He watched as Tom dropped his towel
and stepped down into the heat. Tom's half-erect cock swayed with his
steps.  They sat at adjoining sides. Their shoulders touching.  Tom felt
the warm smooth wetness of Eric's shoulder and closed his eyes to enjoy the
contact with the man who was quickly becoming a mentor in his mind.

"So, you really live here alone?  This place is wonderful.  I can only hope
I can afford something like this someday."

"Yep, just haven't found the right person with whom to share it.  A couple
have tried, but things didn't work out.  I tend to be a bit, uh,
controlling." Eric laughed.  His arm slid down and bumped against Tom's
under the water, neither man moved.  "I have friends who come out to visit
on weekends and we have a lot of fun, but no one with whom I really have
connected.  At 45, well, I, uh, guess I am in no hurry.  Besides, not a lot
of men are into the solitude.  Or the heavy duty muscle scene."

Tom jumped on the cue.  He slid over onto his knees at Eric's side.  Eric's
eyes were closed and his face looked relaxed but sad.  Tom's cock was
throbbing in the hot water.  He slowly reached out and slid his hands onto
the big man's chest, feeling the thick rock hard pecs and the nipples,
swollen to the size of large pencil erasers.  Eric moaned.  "I'd like a
chance to at least be a workout buddy, if you want to train me, maybe more.
I know I'm only 21, but I learn quickly."

He felt Eric's arm slowly come up around his waist, sliding smoothly over
his bubble butt.  He pulled Tom toward him and felt the kid's erection poke
him in the side.  A big smile spread across the wet face. Water dripped
from the man's goatee.  "Trying to make a point?"

"Yeah," Tom blushed, "but I've only been with two men in my life and I'm so
overwhelmed by you that I'm not sure what to do."  Tom slowly worked the
large nips.

"Well, that's a good place to start, or here," Eric moved Tom's left hand
down to his hard cock and moaned louder when Tom took it in a firm grip.

"Good grief, how big is that sucker?"  Tom didn't wait for an answer, he
took a deep breath and went as far down on it as he could, under water.
The shaft was as big around as a beer bottle and the head filled his
mouth. He couldn't do much without drowning.  He surfaced and shook the
water from his face.  Eric laughed.

"Is that like reverse snorkeling?"  He pulled the young muscle pup to him
and brought their mouths together in a deep kiss.  He ran one hand over
Tom's butt again and let a finger work its way into the crack to the tight
hole.  The other found the young man's firm hard pec and squeezed, taking
the nip roughly between his fingers.  Tom squirmed and pushed harder
against Eric.

Tom broke the kiss, "Fuck, you're my boss, I shouldn't be doing this."  The
look of hurt on his face went through Eric.

"OK, you're fired, but I still give the orders so get back to kissing me,"
Eric chuckled as he pulled Tom back to him in a kiss and slowly sat up to
pull their bodies tightly together.  "As fun as this is, I think we should
go into the bedroom, come on.  Grab your towel."  The two men stood up and
were surprised how cool the air had become. They began toweling themselves
off as they went back into the house and Eric led Tom to the bedroom.  He
laid back on the bed and pulled Tom on top of him, closing his arms around
the smaller man in a friendly bear hug.  "It was all I could do to keep
from ripping your clothes off you when you walked into my offices.  You are
one hot young man and apparently very good at your job and very bright from
what every one has told me.  I wanted to bury my face in your butt when I
saw you up on that ladder.  I was glad to see your legs are as hot as the
rest of you,"

Tom nuzzled his face against the man's neck as he ground their hard cocks
together.  "I was floored by you, almost literally.  I wanted to run my
hands over every single fucking muscle on your body.  But I didn't think
you would ever take an interest in me, I have so little experience with
men.  I think I want you to fuck me but that is the biggest fucking dick I
have ever seen."

"Well, then I guess I'll just have to.....train you, very slowly," Eric
flipped Tom onto his back and raised his arms above his head pinning them
against the headboard. He ground his enormous cock against Tom's throbbing
dick and abs.  "But, I'm afraid the first lesson may be a bit short."  He
felt Tom's body stiffen and a hot glob of cum shot from Tom's cock and
splattered against the headboard. Eric slid back pulling Tom into a sitting
position against him as Tom continued to shoot.  Eric's cock let loose with
it's own heavy shot, coating the chest of the two men.  Eric put his hand
against the back of Tom's neck and crushed his mouth with the deepest kiss
he had ever given another man.  He felt Tom trembling and gasp for breath.
"You OK, son?"

"I didn't want to cum so quickly, I wanted it to last longer.  But just
being near you makes me light headed, and have to shoot. I thought I would
goof up on the workout. I only fantasized about this happening.

"Well, then I suggest we get cleaned up.  Have some lunch, and spend the
rest of the afternoon getting to know each other better. By the way, you're
hired back."

Tom rested his face against the massive chest and squeezed the man with all
his strength.  Eric stood up on the bed, taking Tom with him.  He reached
down and scooped Tom's legs from under him, stepped off the bed and walked
the both of them into the shower.  Thirty minutes later the hot water ran
out.


To be continued?  What do you think?  Lennoxbear@aol.com