Five O'Clock Shadow [Gay Romance]

Part 10

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For the next few days, Zargar and Ore followed that routine, with very minor changes. When the weights arrived, Zargar spent a good amount of time working out his entire body in various exercises, while Ore was close by, and completely turned on. He was a beast of power and muscle, and he couldn't deny that getting bigger wasn't something he thought about. When Ore wasn't looking, he put on the pair of boxers he had worn once on their coffee date, and he barely got them on, before his thighs ripped them. His eyes had widened as the ruined fabric fell to the floor, and he took a close look at himself in the mirror.

He could barely recognize himself, which shocked him a bit. His beard was now big enough for him to start brushing and styling it, while his body fur had grown enough to cover most of his skin. His hair had also grown, now able to do a side swoop. But most importantly, his body had grown bigger. He couldn't tell if he had gotten any taller, but he had definitely gotten bigger. His relaxed arms were now as big as his arms when he used to flex, which is extraordinarily amazing, while his pectorals had beefed up quite a lot too! His legs looked more like a thousand year old tree trunks, than what they used to be, and his abs were more defined, though he was beginning to form the strong man muscle gut, which aroused him. That's weird. He was aroused by himself. "Fuck.. I.. I do look better.." he thought, as his cock stood up proud, and leaked precum to the floor. Even his cock had grown. It was slightly longer, but definitely thicker, and his balls hang lower now. They too seemed bigger, but not because they were full of seed, no, they had just grown, like the rest of himself. He had grown mentally, and physically, all thanks to Ore.

That night, he massaged Ore's body, deep tissue and acupressure too, before they went to bed. He made his lover melt like putty under his strong arms, and he couldn't be more proud of himself for helping Ore relax. With all that had happened a few days ago, Ore didn't seem to be in a funk, for which Zargar was super proud of.

The next day, the two men got up early and had breakfast, and then they got dressed. Both wore loose, relaxing sweatpants and hoodies, though Zargar's exercising was beginning to show, even when wearing his loose clothes.

Zargar took Ore's hand in his, and they walked to the barber shop he liked to go to, mostly because it had chairs that could fit his frame. Once they got in, Zargar greeted the barber, and gave him a tight bear hug, leaving Ore to wonder. 'Ore, meet Alex, my barber!' he said after a few moments.

Ore smiled softly and shook the man's hand. The man was in his late twenties, had normal complexion, barely sun kissed, and he sported dirty blond hair and beard. His trimming and hairstyle was impeccable, after all, he was a barber. He was shorter than Zargar, but taller than Ore, about 195 centimeters tall (6'4.7"), and his body type was big, with a good amount of fat making him thicker, a muscle chub, with really strong arms and legs, and a belly made for cuddles. 'Pleasure to meet you Alex, name's Orestis, but you can call me Ore.' he introduced himself.

Zargar smiled softly and sat in the empty barber chair. 'I know my appointment involved only my haircut, but things have changed, since we last talked bud.' he began saying as he faced Alex and Ore. 'Ore is my lover, and he helped me accept having more hair on my body.' he added, as once a month, he was berated by Alex about shaving so much, without him even knowing the truth.

The barber seemed delighted, and turned to Ore, who was blushing a bit. 'Fucking finally mate! I was going to ask why you are sporting a beard, but the good news are more than welcome!' he teased Zargar a bit, who laughed. Ore was always awkward when it came to macho man interactions, mostly because he never presented as such, and was never introduced to the way of the bro man. He just smiled, and sat there as the two men chatted, and Zargar was prepared.