Chapter 4: Climax
Ben stood nervously in front of Stu as he took his shirt off. He could feel his heart pounding in his chest, his palms sweating slightly. He looked at Stu, who was watching him with an intensity that made Ben's breath hitch. "You sure about this, Stu?" Ben asked, his voice barely above a whisper.
Stu nodded, his eyes never leaving Ben's. "Yeah, I'm sure. Now, let's get started." He pulled out a measuring tape from his gym bag, his movements deliberate and precise. Ben took a deep breath, trying to steady his nerves. He stood tall, his chest bare, as Stu wrapped the measuring tape around his chest, his fingers brushing against Ben's skin.
He could feel the cool air of the apartment on his bare skin, the goosebumps rising on his arms. He could feel the weight of Stu's gaze, the intensity of his stare as he looked at Ben's chest. Ben could feel the heat rising in his cheeks, the flush spreading down his neck. Ben's chest was lean, his muscles well-defined from years of working out, but not as bulky as Stu's. He could feel the vulnerability of being so exposed, the intimacy of the moment. He could feel the heat rising in his cheeks, the flush spreading down his neck.
"Alright, Ben," Stu said, his voice steady and calm.
"Now, let's move on to your biceps. Flex your arms for me." He could see the challenge in Stu's eyes, the intensity that was making his heart race. He took a deep breath, trying to calm his nerves. He flexed his arms, his biceps bulging as he did so. Stu wrapped the measuring tape around his arm, his fingers brushing against Ben's skin. Ben could feel the heat of Stu's touch, the electricity that seemed to spark between them. He could see the way Stu's eyes darkened as he looked at Ben's arm, the way his breath hitched slightly as he measured.
Ben could feel the heat of Stu's gaze, the intensity of his stare as he looked at Ben's body. He could feel the way his own body was responding, the way his cock was hardening in his pants. He could feel the way his heart was pounding in his chest, the way his breath was coming in short, sharp gasps.
"Fuck, Ben," Stu said, his voice low and rough. "You're... you're really fucking built." He looked up at Ben, his eyes meeting Ben's gaze. "I had no idea."
Ben could see the desire in Stu's eyes, and was taken aback. Ben had always felt like the lesser man compared to Stu's physique. But seeing the raw desire in Stu's eyes, he felt a surge of confidence. He flexed his arms again, a smirk playing on his lips. "You like what you see, Stu?"
Stu's gaze was hungry, his eyes roaming over Ben's body moving his eyes to Ben's crotch. "Um you're just more impressive than I imagined." Stu said, his voice thick with desire. Ben could see the bulge in Stu's pants, and it sent a surge of excitement through him. He felt a rush of power, knowing that he had this effect on Stu. He stepped closer to Stu, his eyes locked onto Stu's. "Is there something in particular you're admiring?" Ben replied with a smirk. Stu's eyes flicked back up to Ben's face, a smirk of his own playing on his lips. "Just admiring the view, Ben. You know, for scientific purposes." He stepped closer to Ben, their bodies almost touching. Ben could feel the heat radiating from Stu, the electricity crackling in the air between them. He could see the desire in Stu's eyes, the hunger that was mirroring his own. "Is that so?" Ben whispered, his voice barely audible. "Because it seems to me like you're enjoying the view a little too much." Stu's gaze darkened, his eyes never leaving Ben's. "And what if I am?" he challenged, his voice low and rough.
"What are you going to do about it?"
Ben's heart pounded in his chest, his breath coming in short, sharp gasps. He could feel the heat of Stu's body, the electricity that seemed to crackle in the air between them. He could see the challenge in Stu's eyes, the dare that was making his blood run hot.
He took a step closer to Stu, their bodies now touching. He could feel the hardness of Stu's muscles, the heat of his skin. He could see the way Stu's breath hitched as he stepped closer, the way his eyes darkened as they locked onto Ben's.
"I could do a lot of things," Ben whispered, his voice barely audible.
"But first, I want you to say it. Say what you've been really wanting to measure." Ben's voice was low, his eyes locked onto Stu's. He could see the surprise in Stu's eyes, the momentary hesitation before Stu's gaze darkened with desire.
"Say it," Ben urged, his voice steady and commanding. He could feel the power he held over Stu, the way Stu's body was responding to his words. He could see the way Stu's breath hitched, the way his eyes flickered with desire.
Stu's eyes never left Ben's as he spoke, his voice low and rough. "I want to measure your cock, Ben. I want to see how big it is, how hard it gets when you're turned on." He stepped closer to Ben, his body pressing against Ben's.
He could feel the heat of Stu's breath on his skin, the way his body was responding to the proximity.
Ben felt a surge of excitement, a rush of power at the thought of Stu wanting to see him like this. He reached down, his fingers fumbling with the button of his jeans.
"That's it, you want to see this big cock don't you?" Ben said, his voice laced with a newfound confidence. He could see the way Stu's eyes darkened at his words, the way his breath hitched as he watched Ben's fingers pop open the button of his jeans. Ben could feel the heat of Stu's body, the electricity that seemed to crackle in the air between them as he slowly lowered the zipper of his jeans, revealing the black boxers underneath.
"Fuck, Ben," Stu groaned, his eyes locked onto Ben's crotch. "You're killing me here."
Ben smirked, pushing his jeans down over his hips, letting them drop to the floor.
He stepped out of them, kicking them aside, his cock straining against the thin fabric of his boxers. He could feel Stu's eyes on him, the heat of his gaze making his skin tingle.
"Fuck, Ben," Stu growled, his voice thick with desire. "You're so fucking hot. I can't believe you're really doing this."
Ben grinned, his eyes locked onto Stu's. "You wanted to measure my cock, didn't you? Well, here it is. Now what are you going to do about it?"
Stu's eyes flicked down to Ben's crotch, his tongue darting out to wet his lips. "I'm going to measure it, Ben.
I'm going to see how big it is, how hard it gets when you're turned on." Stu's voice was low and rough, his eyes never leaving Ben's crotch. Ben could see the desire in Stu's eyes, the hunger that was mirroring his own. He could feel the heat of Stu's gaze, the way it made his skin tingle and his cock throb.
Ben pushed his boxers down, freeing his cock. It sprang out, hard and ready, the head glistening with pre-cum. He could feel the weight of Stu's gaze, the way it made his cock pulse with need. He looked up at Stu, a smirk playing on his lips.
"holy shit Ben" Stu said, his voice thick with desire. "You're fucking huge." Ben chuckled, a low sound that sent shivers down Stu's spine. "You like what you see?" He stepped closer to Stu, their bodies now flush against each other. He could feel Stu's hard cock pressing against his own, separated only by the thin fabric of Stu's pants. He could see the way Stu's breath hitched, the way his eyes darkened as they locked onto Ben's.
"Fuck yeah, I do," Stu growled, his hands sliding the measuring tape across Ben's throbbing member. "Jesus, Ben, you're like a fucking horse. Nine inches". Stu's voice was thick with desire, his eyes never leaving Ben's cock. "Fuck, Ben, you're huge. I can't wait to feel that in my mouth." Ben's breath hitched at Stu's words, his cock throbbing at the thought of Stu's mouth on him. "You want to feel it in your mouth, Stu?" he asked, his voice low and husky. Stu nodded, his eyes darkening with desire. "Fuck yeah, I do. I want to taste you, Ben. I want to feel you in my mouth." Ben could see the hunger in Stu's eyes, the need that was mirroring his own.
He reached out, his fingers tangling in Stu's hair, pulling him closer. "Then get on your knees, Stu. Show me what you can do with that mouth of yours." Stu's eyes darkened, his tongue darting out to wet his lips. He sank to his knees in front of Ben, his hands reaching up to grip Ben's thighs. Ben could feel the heat of Stu's breath on his skin, the way his body was responding to the proximity. He looked down at Stu, his heart pounding in his chest, his cock throbbing with need. "Fuck, Ben," Stu groaned, his voice thick with desire.
Ben grinned down at Stu, his eyes locked onto Stu's.
"You look like you're ready to worship this cock, Stu." He pushed his hips forward, his cock brushing against Stu's lips. "Is that what you want? To worship my cock with that pretty little mouth of yours?"
Stu's eyes flicked up to meet Ben's gaze, his tongue darting out to wet his lips. "Fuck yeah, I do," he growled. He leaned forward, his tongue snaking out to lick the head of Ben's cock. Ben's breath hitched at the contact, his fingers tightening in Stu's hair.
"Fuck, Stu," Ben groaned.