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Alex ran his soapy hands over his firmly muscled body. God, he was a stud. He caressed his hard biceps, and then his pecs. He knew that there weren’t too many guys around who had a body, and a face like his. He drank up the admiration that he received. It was like an aphrodisiac. When he walked naked through the locker room, or in the showers at the gym, he knew that glances full of envy and lust followed him. He smirked, as he thought of all those poor wusses who would consider themselves lucky if they had a tenth of his good looks. There were a couple of weedy guys at the gym who couldn’t take their eyes off Alex when he strutted through the change room. He always made sure that they got a good gXXXXse of his big cock, hanging down, surrounded by its luxuriant bush of hair, and of his huge hairy balls, dangling like enormous peaches. Ha! What losers. He had led them on, and then humiliated both of them, in front of the other guys. That had been a real laugh, watching them blush and squirm in embarrassment. That sure taught them a lesson, to think that a hunk like Alex would even pass the time of day with them. Thinking of all those admiring looks was making Alex horny. Even if he wouldn’t touch those guys with a 10-foot pole, it was still fun thinking about them lusting after him in vain. They would think that they had died and gone to Heaven if they were in the shower right now with Alex, rubbing their hands and their tongues all over his hot jock body. Alex let his hand slide in between his legs. Oh yeah, he really WAS hung like a horse! He felt his cock stir. Should he or shouldn’t he? Nah, he would save it all up for someone who was deserving of the honour. No use wasting himself right now. It was time to get dried, and then….he would go out looking for someone worthy to worship him.

Alex had been so absorbed in his thoughts that he hadn’t heard the door of his apartment being opened. It wasn’t until the shower curtain was ripped aside, just as he was drying himself off, that he realized that he was no longer alone. The two skinny jerks from the gym were standing in his, Alex Rodrigues’s bathroom! How dare they invade the premises? What would the neighbours think if they should happen to catch a gXXXXse of two such uXXXXpetizing specimens of humanity in Alex’s apartment? He had his reputation to think of.

"What the fuck do you think you’re doing in here? You two creeps get out before I stomp to you into tiny pieces." Alex roared at the two men, noting that they had looks of both defiance and trepidation on their faces. He lunged at them, not noticing in his rage that he had dropped the bar of soap on the floor of the shower. He stepped on the soap, and suddenly the hunky Alex Rodrigues felt his feet flying out from underneath him. "GGGAAAHHHH" he screamed as he went down with a crash.

"Ohhhhh, my head. Oh shit, what happened." Alex moaned in pain as he opened his eyes. It felt as if someone had whacked him on the head with a baseball bat. The room spun, and he closed his eyes. He leant back, and his head bumped against a cold, hard surface. OUCH! He tried to touch his sore head, but he found that he couldn’t move his arms. For some reason his hands were above his head. His eyes flew open again, and this time he didn’t feel so dizzy. He looked around him, and remembered what had happened. The two creeps from the gym were leaning against the walls, smiling at him. Alex looked up, and saw that his hands were tied together over his head, the end of the rope attached to a metal hook in the wall. The damn punks had broken into his apartment; no doubt driven wild by their lust for his hunky muscled jock body, and had tied him up. What were they going to do to him now? Were they going to use his studly body to satisfy their perverted desires? Alex decided to play it cool. He would persuade these two to untie him, and he would even give them the thrill of their pitiful lives by letting them indulge in a little muscle worship.

"Hey, guys, I’m flattered that you want to….." Alex stopped in bewilderment. The two punks were roaring with laughter; they were laughing so hard tears were running down their faces. What was so funny? Oh shit, maybe these guys were high on some kind of XXXX. He hoped that they wouldn’t do anything really stupid, but who could tell with XXXXgies?

"Steve" one of the guys XXXXd out " I think that this muscle bound idiot thinks that we’re here because we want to….." He started laughing again. His friend was looking at Alex with a broad grin on his face. "Aww, does the big guy think that we want a taste of his body? Ha, what an egotistical jerk. Buddy, we wouldn’t touch you with a 10-foot pole. Sure, you’ve got a nice body, but everyone knows that you haven’t got a brain in your head, and that you’re so in love with yourself that you haven’t even noticed that we all have been laughing at you as you strut through the showers. No, lunkhead, we’re not here for a piece of your ass, we’re here to teach you a lesson in humility.

Alex’s jaw dropped. What the hell were these guys talking about it? It wasn’t true! He knew that everyone admired him, wanted to be just like him. These two were just so eaten up by envy it had twisted their fucking little minds. They were going to teach him a lesson in humility? Ha! Once he had finished with them, they would never dare to show their faces in the gym again.

"You, you….you lying little bastards. Why, I’ll…" "Shut him up, Kev. I don’t want to have to listen to this blockhead mouth off. We get enough of that at the gym. "MMMPHHNNOO!" Alex screamed as Kev shoved a bandanna into his mouth, and tied it into place. He started kicking out in a rage. He was going to rip these two limb from limb. He could pound the two of them into a pulp without any trouble at all. What the fuck. Steve was sitting on his legs, his surprisingly strong thighs pinning Alex’s big muscular legs together. Alex could only squirm futilely as Steve wrapped rope around and around his ankles, tying his feet securely together.

Alex howled in impotent fury as the two men stood over him, laughing their heads off. "Kev, what do you think? Is this another Kodak moment? Should this scene be preserved for posterity?" "Oh, definitely Steve, we wouldn’t want Alex here to forget this precious moment. Plus, we want to share this with all of our friends, don’t we?"

"MMMNOOO! MMGWHATUMMGUYSMMDOING? MMNOOO!"

Alex tried to plead with them as Steve whipped out a digital camera and began taking pictures of Alex. God, they wouldn’t dare pass these pictures around would they? At least he had a towel covering his private parts. Alex howled and struggled as they took shot after shot, but to no avail. All of the ropes held tight.

"Well, I think we’ve had our fun, Alex. It’s a been a blast. We really look forward seeing you the next time you show up at the gym, If you ever show up there again. It should be…interesting. Bye bye, Naricssus."

Huh? Why did Steve mean by Narcissus? And of course he would show up at the gym, and pound these two into the ground. But they couldn’t be serious about leaving him all tied up and gagged like this. "MMMMNOOOGUYSSSCOMMMEMMMBACCCK."

Alex heard the outer door slam shut. Those little bastards! Leaving him here like this. It was time for him to put his famous muscles to work. Alex began straining and twisting. It should be a piece of cake for a mighty muscle stud like himself to get loose from ropes tied by wimps like Steve and Kev.

An hour later, Alex was still sitting on the bathroom floor, whimpering in frustration. His hands were getting numb, and he didn’t seem to be any closer to freedom. Plus, as the pain in his receded, he became aware of discomfort in another part of his body. There was a nasty, tingling sensation in his groin. Great, just the time to get crotch rot. OK, he was going to make one more effort, and then…HURRAH! The rope around the metal hook gave way. It only took Alex another half-hour to get his hands free. He pulled down the gag, and spat on the floor. Oh, that felt a lot better. He flexed his hands, trying to get the blood flowing, before he tackled the ropes around his ankles. Ah, freedom. Alex stood up, the towel falling to the floor. NOOOOOOOOOOO! He stared down in XXXX. What happened to the lush bush of hair down there? Nothing remained, a single hair, and his balls were as bald as eggs. It was only then that he saw the bottle of Nair, lying in the sink. His heart sank as he recalled Steve’s words ‘another Kodak moment." They must have taken pictures of him when he was XXXX – pictures of his denuded manhood. How could he show up at the gym looking like this?

THE END

Alex played by Neal

Photography by Sammy

Date of Production: 02/16/2007