Michael Stein has a recurring dream of Mr. Muscles -- a tall, strong, sex machine who pounds him into oblivion and makes his sheets wet. Unfortunately, Mr. Muscles doesn’t really exist.
But who needs reality when the best sex he ever had comes every night? He doesn't need a real man, right? Such a man doesn't even exist. Life is good -- no messy relationships, hot nocturnal encounters, and he only has to clean up after himself.
One day at work, Michael finds himself face to face with the man of his dreams in the form of Christian Bolster, who is six feet tall and full of solid muscle. To Michael’s surprise, Christian invites him to dinner, and he can't help but say yes.
As the evening progresses, Michael is drawn to Christian’s charm and relaxed nature. Suddenly he starts to panic. This can't be real. Things like this don't happen to him. What was he thinking? Should he take a chance on reality, or hold out for the man in his dreams? Or can Christian be that man?
But who needs reality when the best sex he ever had comes every night? He doesn't need a real man, right? Such a man doesn't even exist. Life is good -- no messy relationships, hot nocturnal encounters, and he only has to clean up after himself.
One day at work, Michael finds himself face to face with the man of his dreams in the form of Christian Bolster, who is six feet tall and full of solid muscle. To Michael’s surprise, Christian invites him to dinner, and he can't help but say yes.
As the evening progresses, Michael is drawn to Christian’s charm and relaxed nature. Suddenly he starts to panic. This can't be real. Things like this don't happen to him. What was he thinking? Should he take a chance on reality, or hold out for the man in his dreams? Or can Christian be that man?
