Wrestling Nathan

Jack and I were in the local supermarket, they had a special on to lure students into buying cheap alcohol. It always worked, the place would be emptied within hours.

I was staring down the aisle at the bottom shelf, my eyes caught sight of a pair of white Nike trainers, I guessed at least size eleven. The owner also wore white ankle socks and was blessed with thick hairy ankles.
He reached down to arrange products on the lower shelf. His hand was strong, his forearm thick and vascular, his bicep bulging out from the red store branded t shirt he wore.

Jack wanted my attention but I was fixated on this lads ass, he was squatting low now, it didn't strain him, he must of had some power in those legs, to hold that mid squat, while he went about his business.
His jeans were full beyond capacity with rippling muscle, his ass was strong and rounded.

I was so focused on him, I forgot where I was. 'are you looking for something?' He was staring right at me. Thick short blondish hair, handsome, blue eyes, an authoritive stare. 'yeah beer' ...'you won't find it down there beside the cleaning goods!...fucking students'

Jack wanted to make a deal about it. 'cheek of him, we're customers, he's our age, Id love to kick his ass'. Jack's a strong lad but I'm not sure he could take him. I wanted his ass too, but not to kick it!.

I felt like he was following me around the store, he was right behind me at the food counter, breathing down my neck. When we got to the checkout, he insisted on serving us.

Jack was correct, this store lad, had it in for us, he took his time to slowly scan everything. 'you know it's 21 to buy alcohol here?' 'yes I'm 21'...'you don't look it, more like a skinny teenager look about you'...'what, here's my ID'...'anyone could fake that mate, and you're buddy there is giving me looks, can't have attitude in here, trouble makers both of you'.

Nathan certainly knew how to push Jack's buttons, Jack was ready to fight him. 'Security..remove these lads, their all aggressive with me just because I asked for ID'...'Come on lads, out now'Jack protested. Security didn't want to hear it: 'No Nathan wouldn't say there was a problem if there wasint, so out now lads please'.

Nathan grinned straight at us, all smug and cocky. Outside, in the carpark, Jack was fuming. He wanted to walk back in and drag Nathan out for a fight. He didn't have to, Nathan strolled out and right past us! It was only then we both got a proper sight of his physique.

We both fell silent, Nathan must be a bodybuilder. Though shortish, under 6 foot, he was solid, ripped, bulging. Every part of him was impressive, from his thick neck, wide shoulders and broad back, to his tight core, solid ass and power packed legs.

From the second I'd seen his trainers I had started to lust after him. But Nathan was beyond impressive, beyond beautiful and he was rough and cocky!

He sat on a stack of boxes in the yard opposite us, ripped off his t shirt to embrace the sunshine, and stretched his legs wide. Nathan was sending a clear signal of dominance: highlighting his meat packed pecs, chiselled abs and his impressive cock bulge, for us to see, for us to fear.
Jack was afraid, he backed down. No more talk of fighting Nathan. I was excited, turned on by Nathan's demonstration of dominance.

Back in the student flat, I went straight into the shower. I could hardly get my jeans off, my cock was so full and hard. The powerful jets of shower water stimulated my cock even more. I kept replaying that image of him, sitting on the boxes, arms behind his head, popping his biceps. They were perfect, like solid balls but peaked and split. His torso, so powerful, his grin, intense and cocky. I imagined licking those biceps, licking under his armpits too, tasting his sweat.

My cock was pulsing now, the water reacting with my cock head, feeling like an electric orgasm. A weakness, a wobbling, though me, the type that happens when you are physically elated. It was warm and steamy. I remembered the sweat stains under his t shirt, in the store and how the stains smelled too. Nathan's odor was pungent and athletic. I pictured his thick ankles again, his Nike trainers, his ass in those jeans.

I was breathless, shuddering, my body out of control, focused now on relief and it shot out, high, hard, mixing with the water and vapour to fill the room with my seed and scent.

My thoughts fixated on Nathan's cocky grin and beautiful blue eyes, thoughts about his hard body forced the cum out of me, until I was spent and exhausted.

I was certain I wanted to see Nathan again, I wanted to challenge him, to wrestle him, to dominate him.