Persuasion, Part 1

"You like, Eric?" Willy asked, flexing his 22” bicep right in front of the man next to him. The big blond man with the perfect smile and deep dimples was sweaty and shirtless from his recent workout – usually the gym manager would yell at any member not wearing a shirt, but Willy was already done lifting…and he had an amazing body…and he was so big and strong that nobody would dare challenge him. So the shirt stayed off and the ogling of the 6’2”, 240-pound hunk continued.

Eric, a slightly smaller man at 5”10” and 180 pounds, moaned as he rubbed Willy's massive arm with one hand and fingered the cleavage between his beefy pecs with the other. He was about to move in with his tongue as well when a sharp voiced interrupted the pair.

"You damn traitor!" yelled a little guy who had just walked over from the check-in desk.

Eric immediately recognized the voice, took his hands off Willy, and turned around. "Gabe...what are you doing here?"

With a scowl on his lips and eyes that were shooting daggers, Gabe strutted over as fast as his little legs would carry him. He was only about 5'2", with very small features, porcelain skin, and wavy brown hair. People might normally describe him as delicate, as if he had been a ceramic doll come to life, but he obviously had a temper that kid's toys would never display.

"Eric, I cannot fuckin' believe what I am seeing!" Gabe said harshly. "You begged me and begged me to come to the gym to work out with you, and when I finally give in and come here to surprise you, what do I find? You're drooling over some lunkhead and have got your hands all over him. Good God, your cock is even tenting in your shorts!"

Eric tried to hide his erection, but he was a bit gifted in that area and there was no way he could cover up the unmistakable bulge. "Gabe, sweetie, I'm so sorry. I just got carried away. Willy means nothing to me, I swear."

"Ha, that's not what you said yesterday when we fucked in the shower," added Willy with a laugh. No matter how angry Gabe was, he wasn't afraid of the little man.

"You screwed him?" shouted Gabe at the top of his lungs, causing his face to turn as red as his polo shirt. "How could you do that to me? You're such as asshole, Eric!"

At that point, Eric had had enough, so he decided to tell the truth and reply as calmly as possible. "Yes, I screwed him, Gabe. I hooked up with you because of your money, but really, I get off the big guys. Really big guys. You can buy me nice clothes and fancy dinners, but at the end of the day, I'd rather have a set of 22-inch arms wrapped around me and a footlong cock up my ass."

Willy laughed, and bent down to give Eric a deep kiss.

Gabe was livid, but he decided not to make another scene, so he stormed out of the gym, determined...

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Gabe wanted to make Eric jealous by muscling up, but at 5'2” and 110 pounds, he realized he could not compete with Willy's enormous physique. Instead, after mulling over his options, Gabe decided the best revenge he could get was the to ruin the lives of his ex, Eric, and Eric's new muscle man. The question was how?

He turned to his computer and went straight to Google. He thought a moment…and then typed 'muscle enforcer.’ The screen filled with websites offering enforcement services – collections, protection, intimidations, etc. Something drew him to a site for a company called Persuasion, which featured a big arm with a clenched fist, and so he clicked on “Request a meeting.”

About 10 minutes later, he received a reply arranging a Zoom meeting for later that afternoon. At precisely 4:00pm, Gabe opened up his Zoom app and turned on the video, and he was greeted by a mousy gentleman on the other end of the online chat who Gabe thought looked like an accountant. The man had a plain face with plain eyeglasses, and he was wearing a nondescript gray suit. There was really nothing special about him at all.

The man welcomed Gabe and asked him to tell his story. Gabe did so, starting with how he met Eric, fell in love, moved in together, and then caught him cheating at the gym. If the accountant-lookalike thought Gabe was being selfish or had insecurity issues, he did not express it; he just nodded along and took notes. When Gabe finished, the man picked up a calculator and typed in numbers for what felt like two minutes.

"Um, hello, is anyone home?" asked Gabe impatiently. "So, do you think your Persuasion guy can handle this problem?"

"You are looking at him. Persuasion is my company. I'm the principle. I'm your guy."

"Begging your pardon,” Gabe protested. “But you aren't very intimidating. You look to be 5'8" and maybe 150 pounds, and you aren't in…well, great shape. How do you take out a giant bodybuilder?"

"Your rival might have big muscles, but it won't matter. He'll be helpless when I take him on."

"But how?" Gabe asked.

"You’re thinking about this all wrong,” said the odd man. "It's not about out-muscling. It's not about domination and intimidation. Physical size and strength can get you so far, but it has its limits. What I do is mental. It's not cheap, but I guarantee satisfaction and that they will regret their actions. Do we proceed?"

Gabe nodded.

The accountant quoted a price, to which Gabe agreed, so he entered a Venmo account into the chat function. Gabe quickly paid the fee.

"What happens next?" Gabe asked.

"I will start by breaking down his confidence, draining his ego, and making him helpless. Like I said…your satisfaction is guaranteed. I will provide you with updates on how the process is going every other week.”

Gabe wasn't too sure about how the scheme was going to work, but he didn't care so long as his Eric and his lover rued the day they dissed him.

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Exactly two weeks later, Gabe woke up to find an email in his in-box with the subject line reading "Persuasion Update."

He clicked to open it, and inside there was a short note that read "Status Report #1 for Gabe" and a link. He clicked on the link, and his web browser popped open to a site with a video, which began playing after a few seconds.

The title caption read "Pro Body Supplements, Lincoln Street" and was dated two days ago. Gabe watched closely as the video rolled, and he quickly surmised it was from a security camera inside the store. At the counter he could see a salesclerk wearing a Pro Body t-shirt waiting on customers. The clerk was young, maybe around 25, medium height, and had a fit but lean frame. He smiled and chatted with the customers as they bought their protein powders and energy bars.

About 5 minutes in, all the customers had been rung up and left, the door to the shop opened again. In walked Eric and Willy, who looked as huge as he had a few weeks back when Gabe saw him at the gym, and he was showing off his body in a white tank top and insanely tight blue athletic shorts. As they wandered through the store, Eric couldn't help but touch, caress, and grab his lover's bulging muscles, and he followed up the heavy petting with phrases like "You look so fuckin' hot, babe" or "I cannot believe how huge you are, Willy."

Willy grabbed all the supplements he needed and dumped them off at the front counter, then pulled out his wallet and handed the clerk his credit card. The clerk tried several times to ring things up, but each time Willy's card was denied. The bodybuilder was becoming angrier with each passing minute, so he whipped out his phone and called the credit card company. While doing so, Eric chatted with the clerk and apologized for Willy's outburst, saying that "He gets crabby when he doesn't have his supplements."

A few minutes later, Willy hung up and broke the bad news to his boyfriend. "Apparently, I'm being audited by the IRS and all my accounts have been frozen. Can you pay for these, Eric?"

Eric smiled and pulled out his wallet. "Of course, stud. Anything to make you bigger." But Eric soon was faced with the same problem – his credit cards were also denied, and after a couple of phone calls, he found out he was being audited as well and was cut off from his funds.

Willy went ballistic. "What the fuck am I supposed to do with no money? How am I going to pay for my protein...or my gym membership? Fuck me, I got a contest coming up, Eric! I need to prepare for it! This body didn't get to be perfect without a little preparation, you know!"

Eric began talking calmly to Willy and assured him that it must be some sort of mix-up and they would get everything straightened out. They left all the powders sitting on the counter for the clerk to re-shelve and slowly walked out the door.

Ten seconds later, the video ended, and Gabe realized he had a massive erection. He smiled knowing that his revenge was beginning to take hold.