Everyone called him Thor for he look like a Scandinavian god..

Everyone called him Thor for he look like a Scandinavian god, with his tall muscular body and long hair that draped over his broad shoulders. He wore his hair pulled back behind his ears. When he walks into the gym he was use to women and even men turning their heads to look at him. This one particular night he was working on his long muscular legs. He racked up five 45lbs plates on each side of the bar on the squat station. He was about to duct under the bar, when an older man in workout tights came up to him. “Need a spot?” The man asked as he took in the 6’4 muscle god. “I’m good,” Thor tried to ignore the stranger, as he duct under the bar and lifted it off the rack. He started to squat his powerful legs. He got low and his legs were shaking. He couldn’t believe he wasn’t making it. Suddenly the man came up behind Thor and wrapped his arms around his muscular torso. “That it, slow and steady,” the man whispered. Thor lifted the weight up. “Good, boy. Another,” the man wrapped his arms around Thor. Thor found himself doing another rep and another. Each time he squat, the man moved with him. His crotch close to Thor’s large ass. “Just focus. Breathe in and out. Focus,” the man whispered. Thor could feel the man’s breath on the back of his neck. “What the . ..” Thor felt the man’s cock pressed against his muscular ass. “Ssshh, just focus. Lower,” the stranger pushed his hands into Thor’s cut off muscle shirt, gripping his huge pecs. He hands cupped the big beefy chest as he guided Thor up and down. Thor found himself continuing to perform each rep as he lost count of the numbers he did. He was breathing hard, and his legs were tired and burning. He kept feeling the man’s hardon pressing against his bubble ass. The hardon rubbed between Thor’s plumped ass cheeks. The man’s cock was pushing his shorts deeper between the hungry ass cheeks. Thor was red with embarrassment. Finally he couldn’t do another rep, and returned the bar to the rack. “Good, boy,” the man pulled his hands from Thor’s pecs and slapped the wide muscular back. Thor leaned against the bar, exhausted. His legs were weak and god like body covered in sweat. Thor also tried to hide his raging hard on. The man eased his hands down Thor’s back to his ass. Thor couldn’t believe the man was feeling up his ass right in middle of the gym. And he couldn’t believe he was letting him. “Follow me into the locker room,” the man gave the large ass a hard slap. Thor couldn’t believe he was following the man into the locker room. He was no fag he kept telling himself. The man was waiting for him when he got to the locker room. The man placed a hand on Thor’s sculptured pecs and felt them up. Thor let out a moan as his shirt was lifted up and pulled over his head, revealing his smooth, shredded torso. He just stood there as the man ran his hands down Thor’s torso and back up to his shoulders. The man’s touch felt so good. The man then ran his hand through Thor’s long mane. The man then pulled the taller Viking god into a deep kiss. Thor moaned into the man’s mouth as the man gripped his long hair and pushed his tongue into Thor’s mouth. Thor felt so weak and aroused as the man’s tongue dominated his. The man pulled away and with both hands on his wide shoulders he pushed the muscular god down on to his knees. Thor’s legs were too weak to resist as he sunk to his knees. The man smiled and pulled out his own large cock. Thor’s eyes widen in terror but he was helpless. The man gripped his long hair again and pulled him toward the cock. Unable to resist or think, Thor took his first cock into his mouth and began to worship it.