Chapter 1: Introduction
Dwayne was smoking his cigar and spots Peter coming in the bar. It was love at first sight.
Peter was walking around and Dwayne wanted to make sure to be spotted in the crowd.
Dwayne, a 6ft and 300 lbs bodybuilder, black with very dark skin, was wearing a tank top and jeans. He put his cigar in the corner of his mouth and walked towards the crowd, stood in Peter's path, waiting for Peter to find him.
As Peter got closer, Dwayne's presence was impossible to ignore.
"Hey, man, I'm Dwayne," he greeted, his voice deep and authoritative. "I couldn't help but notice when you came in the bar." Dwayne talked with the cigar in the corner of his mouth.
Peter was taken aback, a little shocked but equally intrigued. Dwayne's muscles were enormous, and his confidence was palpable. He couldn't believe that Dwayne was talking to him.
Peter was always shy and reserved, never imagined someone as powerful and commanding as Dwayne would be interested in him.
Dwayne noticed the surprise in Peter's eyes and couldn't help but laugh. "What's wrong, you've never seen a man as big and muscular as me?"
"No, I have, it's just, I--" Peter stammers.
"I get it, don't worry about it," Dwayne reassured him. "Can I offer you a drink?"
"Sure," Peter nods.
"What are you having?"
"I'm having a whiskey," Dwayne replies. "But if you don't like whiskey, I can order something else."
"No, whiskey is fine," Peter confirms. "And, um, I have to admit, I am pretty curious about your muscles."
Dwayne chuckles, clearly flattered. "Oh yeah?
And what are you curious about?" Dwayne raises an eyebrow, intrigued.
"Just, I don't know," Peter admits, blushing. "How did you get so big? And strong? I've always admired guys with muscles."
Dwayne grins, clearly pleased. "Well, I work really hard in the gym. I'm a personal trainer, actually. I know a thing or two about building muscle."
Peter nods, impressed. "I bet you do. I've been to gyms, but I never met someone as hugely muscular as you!"
Peter exclaimed, his gaze fixated on the massive biceps bulging from Dwayne's oversized tank top.
"I dedicate a lot of time working out," Dwayne admitted with a casual tone. "But enough about me, let's get back to you. What do you do for a living?"
Peter smiled. "I'm a software engineer. I work at a tech company developing new apps."
Dwayne's eyes lit up. "A tech guy, huh? Software engineer, huh?
That's fascinating," Dwayne said, genuinely interested. "I've built a lot of physical strength over the years, but tech is a different game. I admire that skill set."
Peter smiled, appreciating the compliment. "Well, I've always been fascinated by how things work. I loved taking things apart and figuring out how to put them back together when I was younger. I guess that's how I got into software engineering."
Dwayne nodded, listening attentively. "And what about your personal life?
Do you have a boyfriend?" Dwayne asked, taking a puff of his cigar.
Peter hesitated for a moment, considering how to answer. "No, not currently. I've been single for a while now. I've had a few relationships here and there, but nothing serious."
"I know the feeling," Dwayne nodded. "Being a big, strong guy has its perks, but it can be intimidating for some people. I get that a lot."
Peter looked at Dwayne, intrigued.
"What do you mean?"
"I mean that some people are intimidated by my size," Dwayne explained. "They see me, and they think, 'Oh, he's too big. I could never handle a guy like that.'"
Peter chuckled. "Well, I'm not like most people. I find big guys very attractive," he admitted, taking a sip of his whiskey.
Dwayne grinned, clearly pleased. "Oh really? And what is it about big guys that you find attractive?"
Peter shrugged, a little embarrassed. "I don't know.
I guess it's the power that comes with it," Peter admitted, taking another sip of his whiskey. "And the muscles, of course. I mean, have you seen yourself? You're huge!"
Dwayne chuckled, clearly flattered. "Well, thank you. And I find small, lean guys like you very attractive too," he replied with a wink. "There's something about your me manhandling you that I find very appealing."
Peter blushed, not used to such direct compliments. "Well, thank you! And you Dwayne, I am guessing you are very strong too!"
Peter said with a mischievous grin.
Dwayne chuckled, finding Peter's playful demeanor attractive. "I am, but I don't want to just tell you, I want to show you," he said with a wink.
Peter's heart raced at the thought of Dwayne's strong muscles and the power they could exert over him. He swallowed hard, taking another sip of his whiskey to calm his nerves.
"How would you like to show me your strength Dwayne?" Peter asked shyly.
Dwayne smiled, intrigued by Peter's playful and daring question. He knew then, that this would be the beginning of an intense and sensual connection, one that would challenge and excite both of them.
"Well, I could always give you a little demonstration," Dwayne said, his deep voice sending shivers down Peter's spine. "Would you like me to take you to my place? It's a 30 min walk from here."
Peter's heart was racing with anticipation.
He couldn't believe he was about to go home with this imposingly huge man. "Yes, that sounds good," Peter replied, barely able to contain his excitement.
The two of them left the bar, Peter slightly unsteady on his feet due to the whiskey. Dwayne noticed and chuckled. "Easy there, tiger," he said, wrapping an arm around Peter's waist to steady him. "I don't want you passing out before we even get to my place. I'm gonna carry you there, and show you my strength at the same time."
Peter smiled, leaning slightly into Dwayne's touch.
He couldn't believe his luck. This big, muscular man wanted to carry him in his arms!
"Let's go then," Peter said, with a playful tone, as they walked out of the bar, Dwayne's put his arms under Peter's legs and behind his back, ready to lift him.
Peter wrapped his arms around Dwayne's neck as Dwayne picked him up with ease, feeling his own weight in Dwayne's arms was an unexpected turn of the night, Peter couldn't believe how easily Dwayne lifted him, like picking up a pillow.
And like that, Dwayne started walking to his house, with Peter in his arms.