worship The deal

[MuscleLvr321]

Chapter 1:

 

To say that Adam was nervous was an understatement. As the elevator continued to rise up through the luxury apartment block towards the penthouse, Adam felt himself trembling more and more. Sweat trickled down the side of his head. His gut felt empty, and his throat felt dry.

He had heard a lot about this man. And what he could do. What he could easily do. Adam gulped audibly. 

The elevator finally came to a stop at the extraordinary and decadent penthouse. The doors dinged open, introducing Adam to a stunning, modernly designed foyer. Unsurprisingly bigger than Adam's whole apartment, and not to mention more elegantly decorated. 

Footsteps alerted Adam to the arrival of a rather short, slim, balding man. Clearly a butler on account of his attire. A smart black suit, with a bowtie and pocket square. This man was not the man Adam had come to see. 

An inch or two shorter than Adam's just-shy-of-six foot frame, the man looked stoic and focused. He didn't bother to greet Adam; just straight to business. 

"He's expecting you. You will address him as 'sir' or 'his excellence', and you will be both mannerly and submissive at all time" said the butler. "If you aren't, or if you displease him, then..." the man trailed off, before gesturing for Adam to follow him.

Adam couldn't help but notice the butler's overall skinny physique. Has he not wished for anything? thought Adam. If the butler could have a god-like body, then why would he not ask for one?

"The living room" said the butler, stepping aside to allow Adam through a pair of slightly open double doors. As soon as Adam entered the room the butler closed them behind him, leaving Adam in doing so.

The living room was far more magnificent than the foyer, but Adam's attention was diverted by the occupants already there.

Five men, completely nude, were crouching in a kowtow position on the floor, forming a sort of semi-circle between them. 

Two were clearly bodybuilders, as evident by their impressively muscular, rippling backs. Also visible from Adam's viewpoint were their impressively built calves, quads, and glutes. Both seemed to be mostly hairless, but all else was blocked from view.

Two of the other men were clearly...not bodybuilders. Both of them were quite average, if not a bit overweight. Their flat, featureless backs, slightly too hairy. Their undefined legs. Flabby backsides that lacked the striations of those on the bodybuilders, and visible love handles. 

The fifth man was a twig, even by Adam's standards. Adam could make out various bones in the man's back, along with those in his flimsy little legs. 

All five of them remained in their kowtow positions, either unaware of Adam's entrance, or ignoring it. All of them were whispering under their breaths. Their whispers were low and clearly reverent, sounding more like prayers. 

All of them were facing towards an empty leather armchair.

Adam was about to speak up, when a door off to the side of the larger room opened. In walked a man more beautiful and handsome than any Adam had ever seen before.

Well over six foot in height, wearing a gorgeous and expensive looking tuxedo (not tie, open collar), this absolute hunk smiled as soon as he saw Adam. 

"Welcome" he said, in tones that were calm and friendly.     

Adam quickly became intoxicated by the man's features. His strong, angular jawline, perfectly proportioned nose and mouth, deep piercing blue eyes, expertly cut and styled hair, and just a light dusting of stubble around his face, as if only there to eventuate his already immense sex appeal.  

It wasn't until his drew a little closer that Adam began to realize what the man's suit was clearly struggling to contain.

Large square pecs with a clear divide between them were mostly visible beneath the white shirt, as were most of the individual ab muscles that clearly made up an eight pack. The sleeves of the blazer also failed to fully conceal the intimidatingly large traps, shoulders, biceps, and forearms that this absolute king was wielding.

Finally, the suit pants was doing everything within its power to contain some powerful legs, which Adam to tell were rippling from top to bottom. Although he could not see them, Adam visualized lightning-like vascularity covering the legs and forearms of this adonis. Maybe even some soft coating of hair here and there, not unlike that which blanketed his beautiful face so gently. 

The demi-god walked over to the armchair around which the other men bowed. He sat in it, crossed his legs, got comfortable, and looked back up at Adam with a reassuring smile. The other men remained in their bowing positions. The two bodybuilders in the group suddenly looked...smaller and less powerful as they bowed before this man. They looked inferior. All five continued their hushed murmurings. 

Adam finally found his voice.     

"Your excellence...eh, my name is Adam. I'm here...I'm here to ask...humbly!...for help. Or a favor" said Adam, trying desperately to form a sentence. 

"As I expected" said the man, smiling down at his worshippers. "It is what I'm best at". 

One of the two fat men had crawled forward ever so slightly so as to be near enough to the man to start planting little kisses on the nearest, exquisite dress shoe. The man chuckled down at him, but did not stop him. Instead he turned his attention back to Adam. 

"So, what can I do for you" asked the man.

"Well sir" began Adam, "I'd...I'd very much like to look like you". 

The man smiled. "Every man's deepest desire. Masculine perfection" he said with a mischievous grin.   

He began to subtly, but noticeably, bounce his pecs beneath his shirt. The two bulbous, steel mounds dancing with one another every so silently, so effortlessly. 

All five of the worshippers, for the first time since Adam's arrival, looked up to behold the bouncing of the perfect pecs, and let out loud moans of pleasure. It was only then that Adam realized that they had all been masturbating while whispering to themselves, and that the man's pec dance is what was finally sending them over the edge. 

Adam could see that the five men had also been crying silently, as their eyes were bloodshot, and their cheeks glistened with tear streaks. None of them were even remotely close to the man in terms of looks. 

The man smiled down at his worshippers as they released their cum onto their thighs and onto the floor. After a few seconds of recovery, the five resumed dutifully bowing and praying. The one that was brave enough to kiss his master's feet was now pressing his face into his mater's dress shoe while reciting his whispered ramblings. 

"Very well. So be it" said the man, looking back up at Adam. "You will look like me; although I'm assuming you mean in terms of muscularity and attractiveness. Not that you want to look exactly like me?" he said, with one eyebrow playfully raised. 

"Uh, yes. Of course...sir! Thank you" said Adam.

"Excellent" said them man, rising out of his seat, and casually butting the lower part of his blazer. He kicked aside the worshipper who was at his feet, knocking him backwards an impressive distance. Wordlessly, the worshipper returned to his position in the semi-circle and resumed his worshipping, as if nothing happened. 

Just as the embodiment of perfection was about to leave, Adam suddenly spoke up. "What would you have me do in return...sir?" he asked.

The man stopped and turned, smiling at Adam. "I think you already know the answer to that" he said. He winked playfully at Adam, before turning and exiting the room.  

Almost immediately the butler entered and ushered Adam back to the penthouse elevator, remaining silent the entire time. 

As Adam descended the elevator, he felt himself exhale for the first time since arriving. He also finally felt the raging, leaking erection in his pants. I'm...I'm going to look like him thought Adam.

He began to laugh. Life was going to be different. 

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"So...what di you think of him?" the adonis asked, watching Adam cross the street below. Despite the distance, the godly man could see him as if he was just outside the window. 

"Plain, simple, ordinary. He'll do perfectly" said the butler, who was currently down on his knees, knowing better than to stand in the presence of his master without his permission.

The perfect man chuckled. 

"Bring me Harris" he said, and the butler bowed to him before getting up an hurrying out of the room. 

A moment later the butler and feet-kisser from earlier (still naked) entered the room. The butler knelt once again, bowing his head from the neck, while the naked man dropped to his kowtow position as he had during Adam's visit.

"Harris" said the flawless man, "What is my favorite rule?".

"Do not touch the master unless he gives permission, or if he touches you first" said Harris, with a bit of an attitude in his tones. 

"Exactly. It sounds like you don't want to do this anymore" said the man, feigning sadness and disappointment.

"And why would you say that, master?" Harris asked, the slight tone of defiance continuing. 

"Because you know the punishment for rule breaking" said the man, this time in a threatening whisper.

Whether or not Harris had something to say back to his master would remain unknown, for in that moment the master's eyes glowed a menacing red. From the perspective of a human, Harris' incineration was instant. There was nothing left of him, except for a scorch mark in the carpet, and some ash drifting lazily along the air. From the master's perspective however, he got to enjoy watching the flesh of Harris' body slowly combust away, before seeing his skeleton collapse into cinders. 

"I'm in the mood for cocktails" said the master, casually walking over the scorch mark, fixing the buttons in his blazer once again. His eyes were still glowing as he left the room.

"Yes, your excellence" said the butler, completely unfazed by what just happened. He waited until the master left before getting up off of his knees.     

[Ro20316]

Man whata interesting start.ç

Im gnna keep reading

[OldFashioned]

Love your stories. Can't wait to see where this goes!

[keepgoing201234]

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[Guest]

Love your godly characters... Please continue!

[portamivia]

Still dreaming of a continuation to this… pretty please?? (Assumes kowtow position)

[willier9]

11 hours ago, portamivia said:

Still dreaming of a continuation to this… pretty please?? (Assumes kowtow position)

The writer hasn't been on the forum for over two years. It's not looking good.