Brandon was good at two things, working out and fixing thing..

Brandon was good at two things, working out and fixing things, so when he saw the ad for a live-in maintenance man at a luxury high rise apartment complex he applied immediately. The condominium was the tallest in Sunny Isles, with every luxurious apartment offering spectacular views. It even offered free use of the condominium’s full weight room, sauna, and pool. It was the ideal job for the inspiring bodybuilding handyman. When Brandon showed up at King’s Tower for the interview, the condominium manager took one look at Brandon's huge shredded muscles and shaved head, and decided on the spot to hire him. Brandon's massive biceps were as big as the man’s head as they stretched his polo shirt sleeves and each thigh was as big a man’s waist as the khaki pants hugged them. Brandon was amazed how fast the manager offered him the job and Brandon in return accepted the job offer on the spot. The manager even told Brandon that there was no dress code, and he could even wear his gym clothes while working. Brandon thought that was odd for a building that luxurious, but was glad he could wear whatever he wanted on the job. When he accepted the job, he shook the smaller man’s hands and the manager was amazed by the sheer size of Brandon’s hands compared to him. It was then that Brandon caught the manager’s eyes trailing over his huge buff body. Brandon needed the job and just brushed the lustful looks off. When the manager gave Brandon the tour of the facilities, the manager remained a couple of steps back, giving himself the opportunity to admire the muscle-packed ass as it stretched the seat of the khakis. However, it wasn’t until his first day on the job that Brandon realized that all of the residents of the condominium were men and that they were all gay. Brandon was pretty open minded. Even though he considered himself 100% straight he didn’t mind men checking him out, especially if they were rich. He wasn’t above letting a man feel him up if it helps his bodybuilding career. During his first week, he was kept busy. It looked like every tenant was having some issues. He found himself going from apartment to apartment fixing one thing after another. The gay tenants would hover behind him or watch from behind him as he worked. He felt their eyes on his muscular backside as he bent over, his gym shorts stretching over his bubble ass. He could literally feel them drooling over his ass. Being cocky, he soon started to tease them, flexing his arms or pecs or innocently rubbing one of his pecs. When he finished fixing the problem and was about to leave the apartment, the tenant would slip him a generous tip. At the end of his first day, he got into the elevator to head down to his apartment in the basement. Two tenants were already in the elevator as he got in. He smiled at them and pushed his floor button. As he faced the door, he saw the two older men through the mirrored doors. Their eyes were roaming over his muscular v shape back and down to his plump ass and thick legs. He heard them heatedly whispering to each other. Although he didn’t catch what they were saying, Brandon knew the unmistakably tone of jealousy between the two men. They were obviously partners and the shorter man was pissed that his taller husband was admiring Brandon’s beefy behind. Brandon just smirked. A week later, Brandon woke on Saturday morning to a notification that there was a plumbing issue in the penthouse. Brandon pulled on a pair of blue nylon briefs, black gym shorts, a loose stringer, and his work boots and hurried up to the top floor of the condominium. Once in the elevator he used his key to unlock the controls to access the penthouse. He hadn't been to the penthouse yet but knew it occupied the entire top two floors of the high rise. The elevator eventually opened onto the lavish penthouse. The entire far wall looks out onto a private terrace and then out on to a spectacular view of the beach and ocean. The living area was lavishly decorated with white modern let comfortable furnishings while the walls were adorned with expensive works of art. Brandon’s eyes were drawn to a fireplace along the left wall and a large oil painting hanging above it. The painting depicted muscular, naked men involved in some sort of a hunt. Brandon realized most of the artwork, either paintings, photographs, or sculptures, were of naked muscular men. They were all very tasteful and quite expensive. A middle aged man, in a white cotton bathrobe, descended the spiral staircases, leading from the second floor of the penthouse. “Yes, you must be the new maintenance man. I’m Maximus King,” the older man approached him with his hand out. Brandon immediately placed the name with that of the building, King’s Tower, and realized that the man was the owner of the building. “Yes, sir, I’m Brandon,” Brandon took the man’s extended hand and shook it. Maximus’ grip was strong. Brandon noticed the man’s eyes were traveling over his muscular body. “I got a notification that you have a plumbing issue, sir” “Yes, this way. It is in the guest bathroom,” Maximus smiled and led Brandon down a hallway off the right of the living room. The guest bathroom was small but elegant. Brandon squatted down in front of the sink as he opened the cabinet doors and peered in to check the plumbing. Maximus smiled as he checked out the meaty ass as Brandon shorts eased down and showed off the blue nylon underwear stretched over the muscular cheeks. “You want a beer or water,” Maximus King asked as he towered over the bodybuilding maintenance man. “Water would be good,” Brandon replied without turning around. Maximus King left to go to the kitchen. The billionaire property owner was pleased with his manager’s new hire. He had been monitoring Brandon on the various hidden cameras throughout the high rise, including in the maintenance man’s own apartment. Brandon would do perfectly, Maximus thought. He had made his fortune in several businesses, real estate was only a small part of it. He opened his large refrigerator and took out a bottle of water. He opened the bottle and then pulled out a small packet from his bathrobe’s pocket. He then mixed his pharmaceutical company’s latest drug into the water. It quickly dissolved to be colorless and tasteless. When Maximus returned to the guest bathroom, Brandon had turned off the water and was on his knees and his upper body half way under the sick. His back and triceps flexing as he loosen the pipes. “Here you go,” Maximus held out the water bottle. Brandon almost hit his head on the sink as he pulled out from under the cabinet, “thank you, sir.” Maximus smiled as Brandon opened the bottle and drank down the water. He then left the muscular maintenance man to return to work. Within minutes, Brandon grew hot as he worked on the pipes. He began to sweat even though the air conditioned penthouse was comfortable. It got so unbearable, that he pulled out from under the sink and pulled off his shirt. Brandon wiped the sweat from forehead, face, and chest with the shirt. Without his shirt on, he reached back under the sink to try to return to his task. However, he found it so hard to think or focus. His cock was so painfully hard in his underwear as he felt unbelievably horny. Eventually, he was unable to work, he just dropped his wrench and set motionlessly on his knees and elbows, still half way under the sink. His mind was blissfully empty. Watching the drug’s progress from one of his monitors in his master bedroom suite, Maximus King knew Brandon was ready. He went back downstairs and into the guest bathroom. Brandon didn’t move as Maximus entered the bathroom. Brandon’s underwear was exposed as it stretched over the tight bubble ass. Maximus lifted his right foot and began to use it to push Brandon’s shorts further down. Brandon instinctively lifted his ass into the air. Maximus pushed his foot deeper into the shorts until his foot was under Brandon’s low hanging balls. Maximus moved his foot back up and started to stroke Brandon's hidden hole. The straight bodybuilder spread his legs further apart and pushed his ass up into the air. Maximus smiled as he used his big toe to push the briefs deeper into Brandon’s hole. Brandon was groaning uncontrollably, pushing his ass out more like a good slut. Maximus laughed at the horny, drugged bodybuilder. Maximus opened his robe, and revealed his naked body. Dropping the robe on the bathroom floor, he squatted down behind Brandon. He then grabbed Brandon’s underwear and pulled, ripping the stretched briefs open in back. Brandon could only mindlessly moan as his bare ass was exposed. Maximus then grabbed Brandon’s muscular hips, pulling the bodybuilder’s ass toward him. Brandon let out a loud moan as he was penetrated for the first time. His body was on fire as he was stretched open and his prostate rammed. Brandon was feeling only pure pleasure as Maximus fucked him. “You going to serve my tenants and myself as a good muscle fuck boy,” Maximus spoked as he thrusted in and out of the once virgin straight manpussy. “Yes. Yes, master,” Brandon grunted loud as he began to shoot his load onto the bathroom floor, without touching himself.