Muscle Daddy Wears Lingerie

When you look at Robert, you see the vision of Superman right before your eyes.  He is the most beautiful man I have ever seen in my life, his face is perfectly chiseled in all the right places, always shaved with a hint of a shadow that accentuated his square jaw, Robert's eyes are sea green, and his hair is jet black, wavy and thick.  There are signs of a little salt and peppering of the hair around Robert's temples which made me believe he is in his late thirties, or early forties.  Robert must be at least 6'3" tall, and 200 lbs of pure muscle under the nicest tan skin, he must be a Miami native with that color of skin, there was just the right amount of hair on his chest, arms, and legs.  

My mind always wondered about the private areas of a man, was his ass hairy, did he shave his balls, did he have a bush, and most importantly, how does he smell down there?

Robert is that strong masculine type that also looks like he would save a kitten from a tree, a total Super hero in my eyes. He could be a fireman with his physique and charming smile, and with those massive thighs and bulging biceps I'm sure he could lift anything.

I first met Robert when I moved into the beautiful Luxury highrise overlooking the ocean of Miami Beach, it was stunning and had the amenities that I dreamed of, especially the state of the art gym where Robert was working out. The gym was everything someone like myself needed from this kind of space, it included a spa, tanning salon, nail salon, juice bar, and the newest equipment on the market. And the best part was it stayed open 24 hours for people that lived in the building using their home key card. This was perfect with my crazy work schedule, and for a bachelor it's nice to have a shower at the gym, using all their amenities, and saving on my own cost was always a plus in my mind.

Robert was working on his chest when I spotted him from across the gym for the first time, he was laying on the incline bench press, his massive thighs wide open. Robert was wearing a sexy gym outfit, it was a light blue tank top, and matching shorts, that were very short from where I could see. I noticed Robert's sweaty armpits as I approached the area where he was working out, I found a machine right across from Robert so I could have a view of his spread eagle vision.

Robert sat up after his set and he was out of breath, sweating like crazy, giving off such heat and testosterone I could feel my cock start to grow in my soft jockstrap as I watched him. Trying not to be so obvious I began my set of lifting when Robert looked at me and gave me a flirtatious wink, I almost lost my concentration from that wink he gave me. I sat up and managed my sexiest smile, I have to admit that having such beautiful parents, I was blessed in every department from head to toe.

Turning heads was never a problem for me, I have a swimmers build and stand 6'1" at 190 pounds of lean muscle. My thick sandy brown hair was my mother's favorite, and my brown bedroom eyes came from my handsome father's, if it was possible for Ricky Martin to have a sexier brother, that would be me, my name is Lucas, growing up everyone called me lucky Luke. I never felt the need to label myself as gay or straight, I've enjoyed sex with both men and women throughout my life, but I was always attracted to the big strong business men, my Dad own's his business and stands 6'4" at 225 pounds of solid MAN. I remember at a young age watching my Dad dress into his suit, and remove his suit when he would come home from work, it was such a seductive sight, and my Dad would undress like a Playboy Bunny. Watching this big hunk get so into his routine with the sheer OTC dress socks and sock garters, to the silk tie and matching pocket square, admiring himself in the mirror as he did so, both Mom and I always enjoyed the show.

For the rest of my workout I kept Robert in the corner of my eye, and it looked like he was doing the same with me. When I saw Robert start on his ass workout with squats and lunges I just about lost it. Talk about a man with a meaty rump, Robert was stacked in the back and it was almost to the point of unreal until you saw it in motion doing squats. The way those light blue nylon shorts rode up Robert's ass with each squat, outlining the perfect round melon's, his ass had to be one hundred percent the real deal.

I'm sure by now you guessed that I am an ass man, and I also blame it all on my Dad for having the juiciest man ass I'd ever seen, and smelt before. Not that I've ever smelt my Dad's ass in the flesh, but I was always home when he got back from the gym or work, and sniffing his musky briefs or jockstrap was a normal routine for my horny teenage years living at home. And there was something about the way older men smelt that drove my senses crazy, again I blame my Dad for never using deodorant or cologne unless mom made him for a special occasion.

Robert's asshole was getting moist with each squat, and a sweat spot started to show right on his sphincter hole, this made my cock stiff as a board, even the jock I had on could not hide it.

I wanted Robert to see what he was doing to me, so I walked past him and grabbed my stiff cock through my shorts as hard as I could, packing eight and half inches of thick uncut cock always got me attention, and let guys know I was a top in this situation. Robert's eyes bulged out when he saw the outline of my solid cock through my shorts, I winked at him with confidence and a bit of cockiness, most bottom guys love when their tops get aggressive, and I love when a big muscle bottom submits to me like a little sissy bitch.

I made my way to the men's locker room, there was no way I could workout with this raging boner in my shorts, I looked down and saw that I was getting a wet precum spot through my shorts.

Inside the locker room I began to undress, and ever so slightly, my raging boner began to subside to the semi hard stage. This allowed me to get my jock strap off, and then my socks. I heard someone walk up behind me a gasp a little as I bent over, I'm sure he got a good view of my furry asshole. I threw my socks and jock in the locker and saw it was Robert that walked up from behind and was now standing next to my locker, opening a locker of his own.

"Murphy's Law." Robert said.

"Excuse me?" I replied as I wrapped a towel around my waist, giving Robert enough time to admire the view from the front, the same way he did from the behind. I also inherited my Dad's meaty ass, and most bottom's I fuck love to lick my hole after I fuck them, when it's nice a sweaty, full of that man sex raunchy scent.

"The whole locker room and both our lockers are next to each other at the same time we are ready to use them. I call that Murphy's Law." Robert said as he lifted off his tank top, revealing the perfect chiseled torso that was manscaped to perfection. He must have a professional groomer?

"OH, that always happens." I smiled at Robert.

Robert threw his tank top in his locker then reached his hand out to me. "I'm Robert." He introduced himself with the firmest handshake.

"I'm Lucas, you can call my Luke." I replied as I found myself gazing into Robert's beautiful eyes like a young school girl.

"Which do you prefer?" Robert asked me with a seductive smile as he slowly released my hand from his.

"Excuse me?" I asked Robert, now I was feeling stupid and had to get a grip. Initially men who were taller and bigger than me would intimidate me, until I realized how most of them turn into the biggest bottoms, especially the muscle guys that take such good care of themselves.

"Do you prefer to be called Lucas, or Luke?"

"Oh, I prefer Luke." Suddenly my confidence came back to me. "But Lucas always sounds good in the bedroom."

Robert took a seat on the bench, putting his face at cock level with my semi raging rod. I could feel Robert's eyes penetrating my cock through the towel, he then looked up at me and smiled. "Is that an invitation?" Robert asked me with his low bedroom tone voice.

Robert then began to remove his sneakers and sports socks, revealing the most beautiful man feet, also perfectly manicured. A great ass and nice feet have always been my attraction to other men, even the scent of a man's ass and his musky feet did something to me that I could never understand.

When Robert stood up and removed his shorts, giving me the perfect view of his muscle ass. Robert was wearing the smallest pair of white bikini underwear that most of it was riding up between his juicy melon's, for a moment they looked like women's panties, then Robert removed them as well. And when I saw the tiniest thong tan line on Robert's big muscle ass, my stiff cock immediately pitched a tent in my towel.

Robert saw the pitched tent in my towel and smiled from cheek to cheek, as I said before, this thick nine and half inches I was packing between my solid thighs always gets everyone excited. Robert then sauntered his sexy ass towards the showers, watching that big muscle ass move back and forth as he walked was a sight to see, and Robert knew exactly how to work that ass which I'm sure gets everyone just as excited as my cock does.

I wanted to follow Robert into his shower stall and fuck the living shit out of his big thick, juicy ass, but I wasn't going to risk the chance of being caught and kicked out. The only reason why I say this, it's happened before, and I was so embarressed for the guy I was fucking, he was married and this was how his wife found out her husband was a total bottom slut. I learned my lesson after that one.

I walked past Robert's shower stall, the muscle stud was lathering himself up with soap, the suds were forming a provocative pin up look on this Superman like stud. My eyes were glued to Robert's big beautiful ass, watching the suds and water dance on his thick humps was delicious. I looked up and Robert winked at me, while he rubbed the suds of the soap between his butt cheeks. This stud was just begging to be fucked hard, and I was going to be the man to do that, just not right now.

Quickly I jumped into a shower stall and turned on the cool water to help with my throbbing cock, I knew I was going to get a chance with Robert, just not in a public gym. 

When I got out of the shower I was disappointed to see Robert was gone from sight. He wasn't in the shower or the locker area, it was like he moved at the speed of light, just like Superman.

There was an Older Attendant in the locker area, cleaning up the area where Robert had disrobed.

"Excuse me, did you see that man that was just here, leave?" I asked the Attendant, almost out of desperation, that ass on Robert was having an affect on me now, I had to have it.

"Mr. Ford?"

"Robert?" I asked, unsure about the Ford?

"Yes, Robert Ford, he owns the building." The Attendant confirmed for me.

HOLY SHIT! I thought to myself. That muscle stud Superman, who was just teasing me with the most beautiful muscle ass I had ever seen, OWNS the FUCKING building!

"I didn't know that."

"He left a note for you." The Attendant said, handing me a folded letter.

I fastened the towel around my waist and took hold of the note, it read: I'm in the Penthouse slipping into something more comfortable.  If you're man enough, come on up...xoxo Robert.

It was me who was moving at the speed of light now, getting dressed as fast as I could, not wanting to keep Robert waiting. My imagination was going into overdrive after seeing what Robert was wearing at the gym, and that tiny thong tan line, what was he going to be slipping into? I grabbed my things and threw them in my gym bag, making my way towards the elevator. The Attendant then stopped me.

"This way Sir, Mr. Ford has a private elevator entrance." The Attendant escorted me into the elevator.

The elevator stopped on the top floor, the doors opened to the Penthouse with panoramic ocean views, but the best view was Robert. He must have known I was kinky and man enough to handle Robert wearing the sexiest, and skimpiest lace bra and panties, covered with a mini short sheer robe. The best part was the thigh high stocking, and strappy stilettos Robert was wearing so gracefully, as if he had worn them his whole life.

"So you think you're man enough for all of this?" Robert asked me, the tone of his voice was so seductive, and watching him approach me, walking perfectly in 5 inch heels, the lingerie clinging to his muscles in all the right places, made my cock rock hard!

TO BE CONTINUED