Ernie Boudine -- early thirties, still lives at home with mom -- has never had sex, hasn’t even been kissed. In his mind the only guys who get in on the action are the muscled-up bodybuilders he worships on his computer. But Ernie knows to attract such a god He’ll need to transform his current blob of soft muscles covered with an ample layer of fat into body beautiful. Personal trainer Butch Noonan discovers his boyfriend has been cheating on him. Troy is the last straw. Butch decides he’s done dating bodybuilders with their self-centered and egotistical attitudes. Butch longs for a relationship with someone who believes in romance, togetherness, and fidelity. Joining a gym, Ernie feels like a kid in a candy store. So many beautiful men working out, so much hard muscle to ogle. Ernie is disappointed when Butch is assigned as his personal trainer. Despite the man’s name, the other trainers have bigger and buffer bodies. Soon, however, Ernie begins to appreciate Butch’s sexy, compact body and what’s more, the man genuinely seems to care for and about Ernie. Much to both men’s surprise, a tentative relationship begins to blossom, but then into the gym strolls Butch’s former college roommate. Bill is a serious bodybuilder and Ernie is immediately captivated by the man’s huge muscles and confident swagger. Can Butch stand idly by and watch Ernie make the same mistakes he has? Or will Ernie wise up in time and realize true relationships are about more than muscle?

More Than Muscle

Butch smiled at Ernie. “Something wrong?”


Something wrong! Hell no! Not with you at least. Ernie thought, letting his eyes run over the trainer’s buff body.


Butch was short, shorter than Ernie by a couple of inches. His physique was not that of a hard-core bodybuilder like that BigBiceps guy he’d chatted with online. But Butch had muscles, great muscles: well defined pecs and delts, biceps and triceps that were ripped. The barbed wire tat on one of his biceps set it off perfectly. Butch also had a definite lat spread which gave his back that classical V-shape. A patch of hair in the valley between the peaks of muscle on Butch’s chest narrowed and ran down his rippled abs in a line that disappeared into the waistband of his shorts.


No, there was nothing wrong with that at all. Ernie felt his cock tingle and plump.


Chapter 16