💪 The Beautiful Bulge

It was impossible not to be captivated by Ethan's presence. His long, luxurious brown hair fell over his broad shoulders, framing a face that would make even the straightest man turn his head. He had sharp cheekbones, full lips, and piercing dark eyes, accentuated by impeccably sculpted eyebrows that suggested elegance and power in equal measure.

But what truly set him apart from other fashion models gracing the glossy pages of magazines was everything that happened below that delicate jawline. At 18, Ethan possessed a physique that rivaled the most chiseled female bodybuilders: rock-hard pecs between bulging biceps, a tight waist cinched by a corset of muscle, and thighs that could crush boulders.

Only one thing did not fit into this picture of a perfect goddess: a large, prominent bulge nestled comfortably between those powerful legs, covered by the form-fitting leotard. This added a sudden dimension to Ethan's appeal, making him irresistibly desirable to both genders. Men were drawn to his beauty that could melt butter, while women prayed that one day all men will look this good.

Ethan rose to fame before he even considered entering the world of modeling. The local gym saw him pumping iron when he just entered high school, but there was always something about him that made his peers blush. His long hair and sweet smile made other boys wish these features didn't come in one package with that bulge so obviously visible through his shorts.

When he jogged in the park, wearing nothing but a pair of running shorts baring his toned legs and a good half of his glutes, and a tank top too short to cover his whole pecs and barely concealing his nipples, it became clear that Ethan wasn't afraid of showing off what he had. Other runners stopped to stare at the sight that ran past them, their mouths agape with awe.

As the years went by, his outfits only got bolder, seeing him in the pool wearing a high-cut spandex one-piece became a regular occurrence, not only for other swimmers but for the crowd of fans who tried to never miss any of his training sessions.

One day, having a little army behind him at every event became a bit much for Ethan. He needed some space for his workouts, some place where he could be himself among others like him; strong, fit and beautiful boys, working daily on improving themselves. It was then that he received an invitation to join "The Beautiful Bulge" – an exclusive private gym for teens looking to sculpt their bodies into works of art.

The facility was massive, it was a miracle something this big could be so well hidden from the public eye. Surrounded by lush greenery, it looked more like a tropical resort than a gym complex. There were multiple pools, complete with diving boards and underwater lights, a spacious gym filled with all sorts of equipment, and even a sauna!

Several homes around the facility served as living quarters for the members, allowing them to fully immerse themselves in their training without distractions. The rooms were furnished with comfy beds, personal showers, kitchens, and entertainment systems. Large windows provided breathtaking views of the surrounding nature and each room had its own balcony overlooking the pool area or the forest beyond.

Ethan settled into his new home quickly, feeling welcomed and accepted by the other residents. Even among those angels, his beauty still stood out, drawing admiring glances from other perfect boys. Yet, something didn't let him feel above them: his biceps were obviously smaller compared to anyone he met on his journey through the new world.

His days became a whirlwind of activity as he pushed his body to new limits under the guidance of expert trainers, who themselves once were beautiful teen boys like him a decade ago. Each day, many cameras and professional photographers working in the facility captured every inch of his sculpted body as it grew stronger and more defined.

Sweat dripped down his scantily clad form as Ethan strained against the weight of the dumbbells, his muscled rippling beneath his smooth skin. His movements were precise and powerful, fueled by an insatiable desire to become the best version of himself. He knew that he wasn't alone in this pursuit – everyone at The Beautiful Bulge shared the same ambition.

There was only one big rule here: no touching the bulges before 8 PM. Neatly packed until the evening, the beautiful bulges would be unveiled in the evening when all the boys gathered in their favorite spot – the "Bulge Garden" – where they could finally relieve themselves for a few hours until midnight.

Under the moonlight, surrounded by flowers and glowing lights, the boys felt truly free. The elder ones would massage the youngsters with oils, rubbing away tired muscles and easing tension. Cameras would film premium content to be sold to top-tier sponsors around the world, as the boys indulged each other without any shame or hesitation.

They deserved this reward after pushing their bodies hard during the day, their bulges were now free and ready to please. The love muscles swelled with anticipation of a good workout as the faces flushed red from excitement. It was a brotherhood built on passion, harmony and mutual admiration.

Together they formed something even greater than the sum of their parts: an unstoppable force that set new standards for male beauty and perfection, an inspiration to those who dared to dream bigger and bolder. And Ethan was at the heart of it all, his beautiful bulge leading the way for countless new members to come.