Jim thought it was all a dream. When he entered the prison it was just like the movies with prisoners yelling and whistling. Some of the guys were big and intimidating.. His cellmate, named Tom, was a wellbuilt black man in his 30's. Tom welcomed Jim to the cell and told him that he recognized him from the bodybuilding magazines. They talked for a while and then fell asleep. In the morning Jim was shown were the showers where. The shower room was large but there were several smaller rooms.
I've always been into bodybuilders since I was a kid. From about the age of 10 I used to stand in the local newsagents and try to pluck up the courage to look through the muscle magazines. Sometimes I'd even buy one, stuff it under my jacket, smuggle it home and stash it underneath my bed. I used to love wanking over big bodybuilders in the muscle mags and still do even now. But I'd never had the chance to meet a bodybuilder, never mind have any kind of sex with one, until 3 years ago. I went into the local cottage because I was horny as fuck.
This story contains references to sexual contact between teenaged males. If you do not enjoy such stories, or it is illegal to read such stories in your jurisdiction, please do not continue reading. The following story is a work of fiction. Brief references to bodybuilders Derek Charlebois and Danny Young are in no way meant to imply anything about their sexual orientation.
After I finished college, I moved to NY to start a good new job. I had a little home which was good for one, and right now I'm rising money to buy a car. About a year after I moved in, God gave me this bodybuilder hot neighbor, Steve.