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Chance was used to being the biggest, buffest guy on the beach. He'd been looking forward to spending Spring Break on Padre Island off the Texas Coast for months, but things had turned weird real quick.

The first morning as he and his buddies were setting up their spot on the beach a huge muscle god of a man had come up to talk to them. Chance was proud of his body, but this guy dwarfed him in every way.

The guy was very complimentary to Chance praising his physique and asking him about his workouts. After a while Chance realized they had walked a little way form his buddies, and the guy asked how long they were staying. Chance told him two weeks, and a lascivious grin spread across the guys face.

"That's great the guy said, because by the end of this week you'll be on your knees sucking me off, and by the end of next week you'll have given up that tight little butt to me". Chance told the guy to get lost, and started to go back to his buddies. The guy just laughed and pointed to a nice looking beach side condo. "That's my place, I'll see you later".

Later that day as Chance and his buddies were heading out to eat he saw the guy again, and the guy winked and whispered into Chance's ear "Maybe tonight".

For the next few days the guy would appear out of nowhere each morning and say "Perhaps today's the day", and later a crowd would part and there he would be chuckling and saying "Maybe tonight".

It began to play on Chance's mind. Why wouldn't the guy leave him alone? Did he really think he could get Chance to suck him off? No way! That was never going to happen.

By Friday Chance was feeling really out of sorts. The man was really getting to him. His friends were all heading out to a club, but Chance said he had got too much sun and was going to take it easy. After they left and the Sun had set Chance left the hotel and walked up the beach until he got to the Condo. Lights were on so the guy must be home. Maybe he would go and talk to the guy and ask why he was doing this, and tell him to stop.

With trepidation the buff young jock walked up to the front door and rang the bell. A hulking shadow could be seen behind the frosted glass of the door and Chance's mouth went dry. The door opened and the huge muscle god stood there in just a see-through sarong, and Chance gulped as he saw the outline of the monster that hung between the guys legs. He began to sweat, and was totally unable to speak.

"Hey kid" the guy said. "I knew you'd come around. They always do..."

Description

Chance was used to being the biggest, buffest guy on the beach. He'd been looking forward to spending Spring Break on Padre Island off the Texas Coast for months, but things had turned weird real quick.

The first morning as he and his buddies were setting up their spot on the beach a huge muscle god of a man had come up to talk to them. Chance was proud of his body, but this guy dwarfed him in every way.

The guy was very complimentary to Chance praising his physique and asking him about his workouts. After a while Chance realized they had walked a little way form his buddies, and the guy asked how long they were staying. Chance told him two weeks, and a lascivious grin spread across the guys face.

"That's great the guy said, because by the end of this week you'll be on your knees sucking me off, and by the end of next week you'll have given up that tight little butt to me". Chance told the guy to get lost, and started to go back to his buddies. The guy just laughed and pointed to a nice looking beach side condo. "That's my place, I'll see you later".

Later that day as Chance and his buddies were heading out to eat he saw the guy again, and the guy winked and whispered into Chance's ear "Maybe tonight".

For the next few days the guy would appear out of nowhere each morning and say "Perhaps today's the day", and later a crowd would part and there he would be chuckling and saying "Maybe tonight".

It began to play on Chance's mind. Why wouldn't the guy leave him alone? Did he really think he could get Chance to suck him off? No way! That was never going to happen.

By Friday Chance was feeling really out of sorts. The man was really getting to him. His friends were all heading out to a club, but Chance said he had got too much sun and was going to take it easy. After they left and the Sun had set Chance left the hotel and walked up the beach until he got to the Condo. Lights were on so the guy must be home. Maybe he would go and talk to the guy and ask why he was doing this, and tell him to stop.

With trepidation the buff young jock walked up to the front door and rang the bell. A hulking shadow could be seen behind the frosted glass of the door and Chance's mouth went dry. The door opened and the huge muscle god stood there in just a see-through sarong, and Chance gulped as he saw the outline of the monster that hung between the guys legs. He began to sweat, and was totally unable to speak.

"Hey kid" the guy said. "I knew you'd come around. They always do..."