A gay sex story: Coffee Shop Barista Turns Pt. 01
I guess you can say I’m a skinny guy, and only 5’7″. But I’m firm, have some decent muscle definition, a little meat on my bones, and nice proportions. Overall I have a very attractive body and a good-looking face with somewhat feminine features. Anyway, I think my looks are what prompted my boyfriend to approach me. I thought I was heterosexual at the time, and I assumed he just wanted to be friends. He is such a big muscleman stud, I mean really big. His musculature comes across as slab after slab of dense and heavy muscle. Lots of veins encircle this extraordinary muscle mass on his 6’2″ frame.
My name is Jay, and my boyfriend is Shawn. I met Shawn at the coffee shop where I work as a barista. His gym is in the same shopping complex and he started coming in for coffee and a sandwich after his workout. It was almost a daily event when he would show up, sit down at the bar, and order from me. I noticed he wouldn’t order from anyone else, always waiting until I was free. At first, he hardly ever said anything, but slowly over time, he got more talkative. I remember thinking how massive and intimidating he was. Then I finally realized it was just his body, not him. His personality was anything but intimidating. At one point he confided that he probably overcompensates by being personable to counter typical first impressions people have of him.
We became very friendly and I could see him eyeing my tight little body from time to time. He also started wearing more revealing gym clothes and removing his zippered sweater. For example, he would come in, take his seat, unzip and remove his sweater, and expose the tight tank top he was wearing. It was always a little sweaty from his workout. The thing was, it looked like his skin was exploding from the heavy muscle and veins. I tried not to stare, but at times I did and it was probably very obvious to him. I think he loved it when I stared at his body. It was surreal. I wondered how anyone could get that muscular. I certainly loved staring at him and looked forward to his visits. Eventually, I began thinking about him all the time.
One day he came in when I was working by myself and no other customers were there. He had on a lightweight and thin stretchy cotton sweater with a zippered front, he sat down and said…
“Jay, I had such a good workout today! Can I take my sweater off and show you while no one is here?”
Looking around the coffee shop, I responded…
“I suppose so. Go ahead. But please don’t take too long.”
He quickly unzipped the front of his sweater and removed it. But this time he wasn’t wearing a shirt or tank top. I was taken aback and almost said he should at least put a shirt on, but I couldn’t follow through. He looked so amazing and then started flexing for me. My god, he was so fucking big! I could feel my face turning red, but wasn’t sure if it was from being shocked at what I saw, or from uneasiness about being turned on by this unreal stud of a man. He flexed everything for me, turning his frame so I had a side-view, showing me the utter thickness of his massive body, and then turning so his V-shaped slab of a back was presented to me like two thick and heavy wings flaring up from his narrow waist.
I noticed he was getting a little moist with sweat on his completely shaved body. He was clearly exerting himself. It looked like his tremendous muscles were stretching his skin to such an extent that they would burst. Veins were particularly swollen and enlarging by the minute. I was right across the bar from him, maybe four feet away. I moved right up against my side of the bar to get closer to him. He noticed that and was encouraged to continue showing off. Then, I began to smell his body. It was a very manly-type scent that I’d never experienced. I found myself craving his muscleman scent. Seeing I was completely into what he was showing me, he said…
“Look at the size I’m been packing on. I’m bigger than I’ve ever been.”
“It’s…… Overwhelming. I don’t know what to say. How is it that you’re getting bigger?”
“Honestly, it’s because of you. You motivate me to work out harder and get bigger.”
“Me? You’ve been getting bigger for me?” As I said it I actually felt special and desirable that he would work so hard like that to impress me.
Shawn looked around and not wanting to get me in trouble if anyone walked in, put his sweater back on and sat down, saying…
“Look, I’ve never felt like this with a guy before, and have no experience at it. I’ll stop bugging you if you want… At least I took a risk and showed you my body in the hope that you’ll be impressed enough to consider getting to know me better.”
“I don’t know what to say. I’ve never been with a guy either. I must admit you are a very special man.”
“You don’t have to decide now. All I ask is for you to think about it. In the meantime, can I still stop by after my workouts for coffee?”
“I’d like that. You’ve made an immense impression on me today.”
We were still alone in the coffee shop as he rose up and turned to leave. He stopped at the end of the bar and turned. Looking at me somewhat sheepishly, he asked…
“I’ve been yearning to hold you for so long. Do you mind if we hug before I go?”
I liked the idea of hugging him, and instead of saying anything I immediately went to him. For a moment I just awkwardly stood right in front of him and looked up into his eyes. That’s when he wrapped his big arms around me and pulled my little body into his layers of muscle. I held him, feeling his surreal girth and density. It hit me hard, and I placed my head on his big chest. I could smell him again and liked it, even more, this time. I moaned and never remembered mooning with the few girlfriends I’d been with.
Then Shawn unzipped his sweater halfway down, exposing his totally ripped and ultra-muscular chest. I put my head and face right on the taught skin of his pectoral muscles. It smelled even more manly. I tilted my head back to look up at his face. I could tell he wanted to kiss me but he didn’t. I moved my head back down to his big exposed chest, but this time I rubbed my nose into it and was sniffing his manliness. Now, he was the one moaning… Then the phone rang and snapped us both out of our embrace and pleasure. We released ourselves from each other. He quickly said goodbye, and I answered the ringing phone.
That night, alone in my apartment, my mind was fully engaged in what happened, but I couldn’t believe how excited I was about Shawn. My roommate Jennifer was out on a date and wasn’t due back til late, and I appreciated having time to myself under the circumstances. I ate dinner and continued to think about my new feelings and what that would mean in my life. Jennifer came home just before I was about to go to bed. She wanted to talk about her date and I was always a good listener for her. After a short timetable, she stopped recounting her date, and said…
“Hey, Jay. What’s up with you? Earth to Jay, come in please!”
“Something happened to me today and I’m confused about it.”
“What happened? Are you OK?”
“Oh, nothing bad…. It’s hard to explain.”
“We are roommates and should be there for each other. You’ve always been there for me and it seems like I’ve never seriously reciprocated. I want to now.”
“Well, it’s this guy… I mean this big muscle man. He kept coming into the coffee shop and talking to me…. The thing is, he is attracted to me.”
“Wow! I didn’t expect that one. Are you attracted to him?”
“I am very attracted to him. He took his top off today and exposed his bare upper body, showing me how muscular he was. He was flexing to emphasize everything. Even said he was getting bigger because of me.”
“Wow! Weren’t there other people around?”
“No, the rest of the staff were at lunch and there were no customers.”
“Did anything else happen?”
“Yeah, we hugged a lot before he left.”
“You must have liked that.”
“Yeah, I did. He unzipped the top so I could put my head on his exposed chest. He smelled so strong, but I sort of liked it.”
“This sounds serious, for the both of you. Obviously, he’s gay. You’re finding that you’re gay too?”
“He said he’s never been with a man before and never had those sorts of feelings…. Same with me.”
“Are you OK with this? It sounds like you have reservations.”
“I feel like I’m being pulled in two different directions. I want to see him, but I’m also concerned about what will happen to my life if I submit to him.”
“I suggest you go with your feelings. If you want him you should let it happen… You only go around once in your life.”
We both paused and then she tried to lighten the mood, saying…
“So, just how big is he?”
“Bigger than you can even imagine. He’s about 6’2″. He looks like he’s 300 pounds of solid muscle.”
“Oh my, that’s awfully big. No wonder your so tempted.”
“For sure. He’s enormous and totally ripped.”
“I can tell you love that.”
“I do.”
It was getting late and we both went to bed. She advised me to just take it a day at a time. I climbed into my bed and began to relive his muscular display in the coffee shop. I thought about how ungodly muscular he was, how he felt when we hugged, and how his body smelled so manly. My cock got hard and I reached down to stroke it. I fantasized that he actually was in bed with me, flexing his muscles again. I came hard, so hard that I cried out and knew that Jennifer probably heard me thru the bedroom wall. Then, I received a text from her: “No question…. Sounds like you are in love already!”
“Jennifer, he’s getting to me.”
“Good night Jay. Now you can sleep well.”
I woke up the next morning looking forward to seeing Shawn again. I felt an excitement for life that I never experienced before. I wore a tight shirt that had a V-neck that scooped down to show some skin on my tight little body. I also wore the tightest pants I had. It was the first time I wore this outfit because it was sort of revealing. A little crotch bulge even showed, and my tight little ass looked amazing.
When I arrived for work I went through my usual routine. One of the women I work with even commented on my clothes…
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