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That is a Dom I want to submit to.

But right now, it’s a much more innocent act that’s filling me to the brim with positive emotions. Just finally, finally simply embracing this man brings me so much joy I could cry happy tears.

And I realize it’s because I’m hugging my friend for the first time.

He’s become my friend over these weeks of chatting.

And as a hugger, I’m so incredibly fulfilled in this moment getting to wrap my arms around the person who’s made me smile more in the past three weeks than I did in the last year combined.

Just like I get super excited and happy when I get to hug my readers in person after talking to them and getting to know them on my social medias.

But different. Very, very different. Because embracing Gym Daddy feels like I’ve finally come home after a long, hard journey.

Hugging him feels like I’m taking a deep breath of clean, fresh air after being milliseconds away from drowning.

Holding him close feels like I have the key to my true, soul-deep happiness in my very hands.

And I never want to let him go.

Yet after a minute, even though I could stay like this for the rest of my life and be perfectly content, I don’t want to make it weird. I don’t want to make him feel awkward by just freezing in place, by not moving a muscle, when he’s given me the opportunity to explore all of him. He couldn’t have come up with a better reward to be given the first time we’re alone together. Free rein to admire and touch and kiss and discover whatever I want on his body? A body I’ve drooled over and fantasized about too many times to count?

This is major.

This is such a big deal.

And so fucking smart of him.

It’s a reward, because it allows me to do what I want at my own pace and can focus and spend extra time on parts that I find exciting, and it’s also the perfect way for me to grow comfortable in his presence, so eventually he can command me to touch him the way he wants.

A weapon isn’t so scary to be around if you know the ins and outs of it, if you know exactly what each part looks like and how they all fit together to work. The more you handle it, the more confident you become in working with it, in using it, in making it do what you want it to.

His body is a weapon I need to learn and practice with. And once I discover how to work each part, I’ll be able to bring him the same amount of pleasure I feel from just hugging him.

So my first step in my exploration is lifting my other hand from my lap to place right in the middle of that glorious chest of his I’ve been absolutely dying to touch. It’s the most attractive chest I’ve ever seen in my life, and the feel of it does not disappoint. In fact, it’s even better than what I imagined it would feel like. The thick but trimmed hair, the heat of his skin, the firmness of his pectoral muscles… I want to press my face in the center of all of that pure maleness and inhale him. I’d have him wrap his strong arms around my head to smother me against him. And I would fucking die happy if that’s the way I went.

With his face still held to mine, I tilt mine downward to watch as my hand skims over the surface, my fingers press to test hardness, and my palm practically gropes until I could write an entire novel about every single detail of his chest alone. And then I finally remove my other hand from his face but keep mine against his so he knows I want him to stay there. I just want to explore his incredible torso with both of my hands while I have this utterly delightful opportunity.

He's wonderfully thick but lean at the same time. I can feel every one of his muscles down to each individual ridge of his abdominals, but there’s also this layer of comforting softness between all that hard strength and just below the furry surface of his skin. It’s even more arousing than if he had zero-percent body fat. A brick wall isn’t the most comfy thing to wrap yourself around and cuddle with. But a body like this? It’s like some kind of beast’s… a wolf… or a bear—they may feel soft and snuggly as you run your hand over them, but the second you apply any pressure and dig your fingers in, you discover they are solid as fuck and should definitely not be judged by their healthy amount of fat and cuddly fur.

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