Date: Fri, 1 Apr 2016 15:33:54 -0400
From: ozorli65@aol.com
Subject: Bruce The Olympian  (2)

This is a fictional story of when I was much much younger.
It would be the eighties and at the time when the Olympics were in Los Angeles.
I was into watching it every time they came around on. TV.

This story is about the Olympic wrestler Bruce Baumgartner.
The big beefy heavyweight champion that won several medals in those days

He was , at the time the most gorgeous man I had ever seen. And the object
of so much lust.

This story again is fiction and does not pretend to say the mighty Bruce B
would partake of Or be involved in a gay relationship. So it would not
suggest in any way his sexual preference.

Its just the desires of a younger me to have the most awesome of man
specimens in the day........

Enjoy.....

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Bruce The Olympian
(part 2)

...............................I was floored at the possibility of meeting
the man of my wettest dreams. So I agreed to follow this guy and see if
indeed I was going to meet Bruce Baumgartner. We headed into the arena and
towards where the locker rooms were. We entered one of many room and there
sitting at a bench wiping sweat off his hair with a towel. He was still on
his singlet that had his sweat on it. His singlet straps were pulled down
to show how big his chest was. My dick immediately started to throb in my
pants. He turned and saw me and smiled. Then he stood up. My mouth dropped
open in awe of what I was beholding. He was even more massive up close. To
me a thin 5'11 155 lbs runt next to this massive man. His huge barrel chest
was covered in a nice coating of damp fur. His biceps seemed as thick as my
legs. and those huge thighs were thick, and covered in a soft downing of
light brown fur. My heart was literally pounding in my chest at the sight
of him.

"Thanks John" He said to the man I had forgotten was in the room with us.

Then John left us there. He closed the door behind him and then I heard a
latch go off. Either I was locked in here with this God of a man or was
just imagining it. Bruce just stood there still wiping his beautiful chest
and then head. I was in sheer awe of the man that was standing before
me. My lust was at an all time high. I couldn't take my eyes off his chest
though.

"So John says you took a bunch of pictures of me" Bruce said

"When are you developing them " he asked

"Errr. I don't know. Sometime this week or next." I answered back

" I still have several more days of the Olympics I wanna get pics of sir"

"Can I have some of them" he asked

"Or at least the ones of me. That is if they are good"

"Sure" I replied nervously

"I guess so "

"Or" Bruce said with a long pause

"Are they just for you buddy" he added

Then Bruce's big hand dropped down from his chest. The towel fell from it
and his hand reached for his package. Then the man of my dreams reached for
his crotch and gave it a big grope. I looked at it with wide eyes, and my
tongue instinctively licked at my lips. it was so involuntary I wouldn't
have realized it. But Bruce did.  Then he just hefted the big crotch for a
moment.

"My face is up here man" He said

My eyes shot up from his big crotch to his handsome face. He had a big
smile on it.

"I thought so" he said to me

"Pics are just for you then" he added

"want me all to yourself. Do you?'

"Huh" I shot back

"I. errr. umm NOoo man" I tried to say

Then Bruce moved in closer to me. I watched his meaty legs and their
muscles flex as he walked towards me. His big basket seemed to have
grown. or just again my lust and imagination. Then he came over to me and
stood right in front of me. He was massive for my small just barely out of
my teens frame. His hand reached for me and grabbed my arm. There was a
shiver that coursed through me at his touch.

"Come here" he said

Then Bruce reached for my hand and pulled it to his awesome chest. It was
placed on his still slightly damp from sweat skin. My hand was now pressed
to his massive chest. I felt the slightly damp fur on it. Then he reached
form my other hand and brought it to his crotch. That's when Bruce placed
my hand over his covered dick. I felt its size and it throbbed under me. I
let out a gasp as I had to release pent up air from my lungs. I couldn't
believed I was here in a locker room, at the Olympics with him. And my
hands were on his magnificent body. My dick sprang to attention so fast, I
almost felt light headed.

"Ohh Goddd" was all I could say............................................


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