Recently I was invited to be a judge in a male aesthetic contest –they called it bodybuilding, but being honest they only wanted to give a prize to the cuter, sexier and darer.
I practice fitness, and I’m having some vacation in a coastal city here in Piura, due to a friends’s invitation.
I got free entrance to the disco, free water, and as I’m gay, I could see men in trunks.
I don’t speak much spanish, so I could understand a littlethe worksheet contest producers gave to me. However I saw some fluid conversation between the other two judges, who constantly were requiered by one of the producers, an adult man, in his 40s, who pointed out some parts on the papers.
And the contest begun…
Number one: how did he entered the contest? Nah!
Number two: a Max steel action figure was funnier.
Number three: Great body, big bulge… but did he never learn the meaning of smile?
Number four: Wait a minute! This man has something, something, something… hey! Why did he go so fast?
Number five: Interesting. That I didn’t understand is why he blinked the other two judges but me.
Number six: Next, please!
As you suppose I gave the bigger score to number four. He is not only a great body, he’s handsome, so careful with the way he moves (great body expression!), , nice wardrobe (well, black trunk over a tanned massive body was a great election). In brief, he got all to be the winner.
But when final punctuation was mentioned, the winner was number five. What? So the other judges had no eyes or what?
The crowd disagree with decision and I was a little dissapointed, because people even cheered number four.
Contest was finished and producers invited the three judges to drink something in the VIP area.
Well, my plan was getting some free drinks, get outta there, go other disco or home.
Few minutes later we were in the meeting, when number five arrived and invited beers to us.
Amazing! My smooth suspect seemed to be confirmed. Votes were arranged for him.
Angry for that cheating reward, I left the table, invented an excuse and went to the exit dorr.
Few feet before, I hit somebody.
- xcuse. It wasn’t my inttention.
- No. excuse me… wait! You’re one of the judges.
Great! Noww I had to face angry audience.
- Yes. But I don’t agree the final decision.
- Why?
- My winner was number four.
- Really?
- Sure!
- So… thanks.
- Thans? Why?
- I’m number four.
- What?
In fact, when lights allowed I saw better that guuy, and it was him.
- Are you going out?
- Yes. This socks.
- I’m goinh out too.
- Let’s go! I mean, if you don’t mind.
We left the disco and walked for a while talking about the decision, the evident cheating, and some training secrets. I liked that guy because he was simpler but sure of himseld, like he demonstrated when he performed. I commented him that.
- Thank you. One of my dreams was being a model, but casting directors rejected me because of my skin color.
- What’s wrong with it?
- I’m dark.
- Stupid casting directors. It’s the better color to highlight muscles.
- Are you sure?
- Yes. Have yu seen Muscle & Fitness. People like me have to be made up totally darker.
- I never knew that.
- I saw a M&F once.
- I have lots at home.
- Really?
- Yes. Are you interested in having them?
- I’d like it.
- Come with me!
We got my home, an apartment near downtown, and I get out all the magazines I gathered on a pile.
My friend wasn’t home because he went to the beach with his girlfriend.
- View all and select those you prefer. Do you want anything?
- Well, a banana shake.
- So, working a banana shake for the champion!
When I returned with the cold beverage, I found him so focused.
- Here you have it.
- Thank you… A question… but please, don’t get angry.
- No. what?
- Are you… homo… sexual?
I got surprised. For a little while my brain was overwhelmed.
- Yes. I am. Does it bother you?
- No, absoluttelly.
- so why did you ask me that?
- Because I found this.
He gave me a Torso Magazine. The evidence was unobjectable.
- Well, it’s just one.
- I found other three, actually.
- Excuse me. It was not my inttention.
- Relax. I ever was curious about those magazines.
- Really?
- Yes. When I went to Piura once, I saw it on a newsstand, but I feared to ask, yoou know, because …
- I understand.
- And do you know if those pictures are difficult to do?
- I don’t guess so. If you have all the equipment, I think it’s easy.
- Can I share a secret?
- Sure!
- I’d like to pose this way.
- Why?
- I have a good body, good style, good expression, and… and…. You know… a big tool.
- It’s OK.
- I don’t want to dissapoint you.
- No, man. I’d like do it too.
- Really?
- Yes, man. I did some pics using a miror. I have them in my lap-top.
- Wow! Do you have a camera?
- Yes.
- I’d like doing some pics like this. Do you think it’s possible now?
- Maybe, but it’s night. We need lots of light like day.
- Oh. I see.
- However… we can do a test.
Using my camera, he performed a strip-tease. If his live performance was great, imagine him on pics.
He got naked. And played with the camera, until showing an erection. Indeed, his dick is big and fat.
Then, I performed like a model and he took the camera. I got an erection too, and I noted his was still on.
I downloaded pics in my lap-top and called him to see them together.
His bone was still hard.
When we finished to see the gallery, we were still naked. He was still hard.
- Thanks for doing this.
- It was great.
- What about me? What’s my best body part?
- Look. All your body is perfect.
- Even my dick?
- Even your dick.
- I have other secret.
- Which one?
- I’d like to be a porn star.
- Wow! That’s interesting.
- But I don’t know if I perform right.
- And what do you propose?
- Can you help me?
- How?
- Performing.
I cared his body, rub his dick, and inmediatly suck it.My tongue tasted his bone and balls.
Then, we got my bed and he started to fuck me.
First he lift my legs over his shoulders, then doggie style, he seated over a chair and I pumping my ass over him, I held on the window and he inserting me his dick. Over the bed again, he over me, then, he put me over my arm, hip and one leg aside.
He finally cummed over my balls, as I cummed over my stomach.
He took around one hour since I sucked his dick until his white fluid came out.
- So?
- Excellent! Great! Terrific!
- You’re foreigner. Now you know about my talent… do you think you can help me?
- I have some friends in Germany. I can write him and send today’s pics.
- Do it.
- I’ll do it.
- Thannk you so much.
Then he kissed me.
Next morning, I sent the photos and my friends in Munich say this guy has a big talent (his dick or what? I’m kidding).
Now I’m arranging some paperwork to be his manager, and to produce his first photo session in Piura locations.
I promise you’ll see him very soon in your favorite magazine. I hope SOPA allows it.
©2012 Hunks of Piura Entertainmet. Practice safe sex. Eber!
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