#pecbounce

On the way home from work at the construction site, Shaun would typically take the route that passed right in front of the new gay club in order to trim a few minutes off his commute.

The gruff construction worker would try not to sneer or roll his eyes each time he'd passed by the club, the sounds of the dance music pouring out of the small building that had a line of scantily clad men outside. Worse was that the older man would attract some lustful stares from the patrons outside. Working in manual labor, Shaun's build was blessed with large muscles-- and his older, muscled bod helped to garner him a lot of admirers.

Like clockwork, during his drive, Shaun's truck passed right by the club. A few of the guys standing outside stopped their conversations to playfully wave at the older man; one of them even gave him a flirtatious wink.

Shaun bristled and stomped on the gas, muttering under his breath.

The booming bass from the EDM music being played at the club grew despite Shaun driving away. The radio station he'd been listening to began to static out until the dance song that had been playing at the club was now blaring inside the worker's truck.

"What the hell?" Shaun grunted as he turned the dial on his radio, but no matter what station he tuned to, the dance song continued to play inside his truck. Even when the man tried to turn off the radio to just drive in silence, the song still played.

Shaun was so focused on his radio that it took him a while to notice the odd sensation on his chest.

The man looked down at his muscled chest and frowned when he saw both of his meaty pecs bouncing up and down to the beat of the song playing over the radio. Shaun's face turned bright red when he realized that he couldn't stop.

"What the fuck is going on?!" the construction worker cried out as he couldn't stop his impromptu pec dance, as if his plump chest muscles had minds of their own.

The beats of the song grew louder and more intense, and as it continued, Shaun felt his muscled body begin to wiggle a bit in his seat as his hips joined in on the dance. Shaun strained his large muscles as hard as he could, trying to regain control over his body, but it was useless.

Shaun let out a small gasp when he felt his cock rocket to life in his pants. Even though he was inwardly panicking over what was happening, the man felt as if his cock was the hardest it had ever been, throbbing like crazy.

At the light, Shaun felt his large arms turn the wheel to do a u-turn and head back to the club. As he drove, he continued to wiggle in his seat and bounce his large pecs. Shaun felt his moth start to stretch into a sly smile as he parked his truck in front of the club.

The man was pleading with himself to stop as he hopped out of his truck, sauntering over towards the entrance of the club. His hard cock pressed against his tight jeans noticeably, and the group of men who congregated outside all gawked at him hungrily.

"Shaun!" one of them grinned as he walked up and clapped the older man on his broad back. "I'm glad to see that you FINALLY decided to come!"

Deep inside, Shaun jerked back and wanted to demand to know what was going on. He'd never had a conversation with this strange man before, yet he knew his name and seemed to have been expecting him.

Hypnotized by his pecs I didn’t hear a word he was saying !

https://www.instagram.com/bigtwig_?igsh=emJzZ3l2c2dxMWw2