FunSizeBoys - I love to workout and I like having a fit body. It seems to be something of a boy magnet as well. The little guys just love my bulging pecs, and I love seeing their eyes go wide when I strip my shirt off. Most of them haven’t seen a man built like me in real life. The first thing they want to do is touch me. Like I said, “boy magnet.” Of course, when you have a fetish for pint sized bottoms, like I do, you want to be strong enough to sweep them off their feet. I like lifting them up under their arms and kissing them with their legs dangling. That shows them who's in charge and, if they are really into being used by big men like me, it starts weaving that spell in their minds of being powerless in my grasp. Of course it’s even better to pick them up with their legs folded up around their chest, their ass spread open and then plant them on my fat cock. Talk about eyes going wide. Of course, being spread open by a dick as large as mine is a challenge for little guys with tight holes. There is usually some moaning, squealing, but they aren’t going anywhere but down to my balls and their squirming just helps it slide in easier. Damn, that’s hot! Even as strong as I am, though, I can only hold them up for so long. Even the smallest ones give my biceps a workout. Exercise turns me on even more, though. Whether I’m doing bicep curls with a boy on my cock, or just calisthenics by myself, there is just something about exercise that makes me horny. Maybe it’s the endorphins racing through my veins, or the scent of testosterone in my sweat. A workout just gets me going. It’s always nice to have a boy to relieve that excess energy, especially if he’s working out with me. A cute boy is even cuter with his sleek body glistening with sweat and his pits and crotch smelling musky. A lot of times I can get into a little guy’s pants the first time in my fitting room. It’s easy enough to get them naked without raising any red flags and I have the perfect excuse to run my hands over their sexy bodies. By that time, I’m more than halfway into their sweet asses. The tricky thing is how to get them back again if I want some more. Usually, there is just an appointment for measurements and another for the fitting. Sometimes, I don’t actually get their shorts off until their second visit....