Colt leaned over and kisses Jack’s arm, which again excites Colt and causes Jack to moan with delight. “Well I’d love to get to know all this a bit better.” Colt moves a hand over to Jack’s stomach, and begins feeling his abs when as if on cue, Jack’s stomach begins to growl. Colt chuckles. “But I think my guy’s stomach has different plans.” Jack winces in embarrassment. “I’m sorry… I didn’t want to ruin your fun.”
Colt chuckles. “Oh don’t worry about that. Gotta take care of my big guy, so he stays big and he stays my guy.” Colt kisses Jack’s arm again before pulling back to his seat. “So what’re you hungry for? My treat.”
“Are you sure? My lunch wasn’t cheap. Probably one of the most expensive meals I’ve ever gotten.” Colt laughed. “Don’t sweat it. I’ve been saving up to treat a girl right, but now I guess I get to treat my big guy right.” Colt winked at Jack, which made him blush. “Let’s go for some Italian food then. Chicken and pasta sounds really good to me.” Colt nodded. “I know a great place, but you’ll have to do something for me too.” Jack looked at Colt confused.
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Jack drove to Colt’s house, and the new couple went inside. Jack retreated to the bathroom, while Colt went to his room. Colt picked out his nicest clothes, trying to impress his new boyfriend. He settled on dress pants with a purple button down shirt, one that made his muscles and good looks stand out even more. He went out to his living room, waiting for Jack to return.
Jack felt uncomfortable leaving the bathroom, but a deal was a deal and he liked being the focus of Colt’s attention. He presented himself in front of Colt. “Well, how does it look…?” Colt looked first at Jack’s new size 18 dress shoes and moved his gaze upward. Jack’s black dress pants were tight against his firm muscles, almost to the point of bursting but showing no signs of doing so. Jack’s bulge was clearly visible through the fabric, which both turned Colt on and made him a little uncomfortable (considering he wasn’t even gay a day ago, and was definitely not used to it). The bottom of Jack’s black button down shirt was snug against his stomach, but not so tight as to show off each individual muscle. Jack’s arms somehow looked bigger inside this shirt, and Jack had rolled up the sleeves to just below his elbow. Jack’s chest though… the shirt was left unbuttoned, because it would not have fit around Jack’s large pecs, exposing the cleavage between the large slabs of muscle. Nestled between them was a gift Colt had given him - a gold chained necklace which completed an almost intimidating look. Colt looked at Jack’s face, which had his slightly longer hair combed back. “I could melt… you look like the gorgeous man I know you are.” Colt shook his head, surprised he said that. It was definitely what he felt, but he wasn’t expecting to be so forward. “You should definitely get a haircut though, doesn’t match the rest of your raw sex appeal. No offense.” Jack looked in a mirror nearby and couldn’t help but agree. “You really like this, huh?” Colt walked up in response, kissing Jack’s musclular neck. Colt could feel precum dribbling down his leg. “Does that answer your question?” Jack moaned in delight, enjoying the feeling.
Colt gave Jack directions to the restaurant, but he couldn’t keep his eyes off Jack’s chest. They arrived at a nice family-owned Italian place and were led to a private table lit by candlelight, which only served to make Jack look bigger in his tight shirt. Their waiter appeared to take their order, who looked like a 5-year old child but acted very professional. Jack ordered a chicken masala and Colt ordered a salad with steak. After the waiter left, Jack decided to ask Colt. “So, how do you feel about all this?” Colt kept staring at Jack’s chest and arms. “Horny.” He finally looked in Jack’s eyes and realized what he said. “Oh geez, sorry… this suddenly waking up gay thing is… weird. Like I remember being into girls, and I still have feelings for my ex, but no sexual ones anymore, just… just you, honestly.” Jack tilted his head. “You sure you’re not just into me for the muscles?” Colt looked back down at Jack’s chest for a moment before having enough self control to look back at Jack himself. “I’ll admit looking at you just makes me very… turned on.” Colt blushes. “But if you’re worried about that being the only reason I like you, then stop worrying. There’s a reason I was your friend before all this, big guy. You’re smart, funny, and you put up with my bs for whatever reason. Me being gay just turns it romantic I guess?” Jack smiles. “Alright… thanks. I guess I needs to hear that.”
The two of them enjoyed a nice dinner, though Jack ended up ordering a second entree since the first didn’t fill him up at all. During dinner, Colt tells Jack about some of the exercises he’ll need to do at the gym, making Jack groan. He never was one who enjoyed any type of workout. Eventually the two of them drive back to Colt’s house, and Jack walks him up to his door. Jack hesitates, should he invite himself in, or just go home and let Colt figure things out a bit first?