Let me Explain
At 6’2, Mark always thought he was going to be the big man on campus. In high school he could easily play football, wrestle, lacrosse and more. He was pretty much good at it all. And his body showed it. He knew how to grow and shape his muscles into a great physique. The girls fucking loved it. He just had to give them a little bit of a flex and they would fawn all over his muscular body.
Today was a little different. He was used to little nerdy Peter checking him out while they were in the break room but today he actually spoke. Mark had known for a long time just how much of a hard on the little guy had for him. He would always just happen to be in the showers when Mark was or just happen to be ‘working out’ in the gym at the same time. Mark knew but he never hassled him about it.
“Hey,” Peter started out.
“Hey,” Mark replied. He was still filling his water bottle getting ready to hit the gym. “What’s up?”
“I think I figured out a way to get you to like me,” Peter said.
Mark stifled his laugh, “Dude, you’re not really my type.” He said as he twisted the lid on his bottle. “Not enough in the chest area and a little too much between the legs.” He motioned his arms to add to the joke.
Peter didn’t look like he was going to give up. He stared up at Mark maintaining his eye contact, “Just give me a chance to explain. Then you can just ignore me or whatever. But you just have to listen. Okay?”
Peter was serious. Mark didn’t want to make him feel bad. Besides he still had a few minutes to kill before going to the gym. “Okay,” he said. “Explain it to me.”
“Okay,” he took a deep breath. “I’ve been working out.” Mark grinned wildly as the little guy tried to find something they might have in common. He nodded his head trying not to interrupt. “Like I know you really like working out and doing sports. So I have been working out too.”
“Uh-huh,” Mark nodded. He could see Peter was really trying. Despite his small size there was a noticeable difference. His small shirt was fitting a little tighter since the beginning of the year. Even if it wasn’t much there was as least some effort put into this. “And how long have you been working out?”
Peter paused trying to force the next words out of his mouth. It was like he knew what he wanted to say but felt like he wasn’t allowed to say them. “Since freshman year of high school. I started weight training and never gave up.” He breathed heavily. “It’s like I know you know a lot about working out but like I’ve been studying it for a long time. That’s why I’m so much bigger than you.”
For a second Mark didn’t know what to think. But it made since the guy was freaking jacked. He had obviously been doing it for a long time. But for some reason even Peter seemed confused by his muscles. He stared at them blankly and gave a few flexes. His arms were so big they obviously couldn’t fit in any sleeves. And his chest barreled out, pushing any shirt to its limit. While he always wore those stretchy work out pants because anything else would threaten to tear itself from his body showing off his massive thighs and glutes.
Mark may have been impressed but he wasn’t necessarily interested. “Dude, like I said, that’s not the kind of chest I like and there’s too much between the legs,” Mark joked again. “Way too much,” he pulled his arms wide to emphasize the joke.
“I know. I know,” Peter smiled. His separated his legs further apart. “But I think that’s just because you’ve not been around many guys much bigger than you. And I think if you give me a chance you’ll really like it.” That was true the guy was practically a giant. Mark was a big dude too though. Usually the biggest dude in the room. That is unless Peter was there.
“C’mon man,” Peter leaned forward in his chair. It creaked trying to hold his weight. “You think I don’t notice that you just happen to be in the showers when I’m there? Or how you’re working out at the same time I am? I’m not blind. I can see you watching me as I curl those heavy ass weights to get the full pump of my arm.” He lifted his arm up and flexed again. Mark tried to look away but still caught himself glancing.
“I mean it’s just because you’re so big. It’s not like that. I swear!” Mark was getting defensive. But he still couldn’t help but stare down that massive body in front of him. He didn’t realize just how much he had wanted Peter to talk to him. But he still was on the fence.
“Really? It’s not like that? I’m pretty sure it’s exactly what I’m implying,” Peter stood up. Mark forgot just how tall he was. He easily stood 6’4”. Mark was usually too distracted with his broad shoulders and thick waist to really pay attention to how tall he was. All he knew was that he had to tilt his head back to talk to him.
“No it’s not. I swear it’s not,” Mark adjusted his seat and pulled down at his pants. He didn’t want Peter to think he was some kind of creep.
“C’mon buddy. I know it is. You’ve had the hots for me since you first saw me. It’s okay,” Peter sat himself down next Mark. He wrapped his arm around the guy. Mark let out a soft moan feeling the bigger man’s arm around him. “Don’t feel bad. The other guys won’t make fun of you.”
“But how do you know?”
“Because if they even think about making fun of you, it’s because I’ve already fucked them silly. They’re just jealous I’m not with them. But the thing is I want to be with you,” Peter leaned into Mark’s ear. “Do you want to be with me?”
Mark moaned softly losing his breath. Slowly he nodded. His body leaned more of his weight onto Peter. Peter’s arm tightened pulling him in for a kiss. Mark was surprised how much he liked it. Normally he’d only do this kind of thing for girls. But this was Peter we’re talking about. The guy he’d been secretly crushing on for years. And Peter was actually interested in him? He’d been playing coy for so long ,afraid of what the other guys might think, and then Peter ends up asking him out. Saying he’d defend Mark.
The kiss finally broke. “Feels good.” Peter said. Mark nodded not sure what to say. He was still happy to be surrounded by the much bigger man. Sure he was used to being the big spoon but with someone like Peter he’d happily switch.