We switfly made our way back to the hunk's apartment, unable to stop touching and kissing as we went.

Once we arrived, I quickly and confidently pressed him down against his bed with my powerful arms.

Then, he groaned with agonising ecstasy as I lovingly pummeled his fit arse with my huge cock like it was a jackhammer. He loved every second of it.

To think, only that morning I had been a shy nerd who had never had sex in his life. Now, I was banging a hunk like a professional porn star!

The intense and passionate love making carried on for hours, but eventually we were exhausted enough to actually sit and chat.

I finally found out his name! His name was Rob.

I found out a lot more about Rob very quickly, and Rob helped me to find out who I had become. My old life was gone, but I didn’t want it anyway. I only wanted to be Rob’s perfect man.

I discovered that I now had all the traits that he adored: confidence, actually more like arrogence, plus leadership, and an obsession with fitness and sport.

Rob told me that his ex-boyfriend had been harassing him, which is why he had looked so sad in the coffee shop.

“Don’t worry,” I whispered, rubbing Rob’s hair. “I’ll sort him out. You’ll never have to worry about him, or anything else again now. I’ll look after you. I love you.”

“I love you too,” said Rob.

Then we kissed, and went back to bed.