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Juiced to the gills. Such a massive, muscular, freaky back that he’s got veins popping out everywhere.

Now, grow even bigger 😈

Joey Swole doing lats sets to failure. Wait til he gets a nice sweaty sheen on that massive shield of a back, and his lats are pumped and swollen with heat and blood, then rip those little pink shorts off those concrete, roid-scarred glutes, get a good grip on his belt, and fuck his exhausted musclepig body until he shoots his load on the plates.

Mr Collins was your favourite teacher. Kind of dorky, still fresh out of college and exceptionally supportive. Last year, he joined the gym and let's say it started messing up with his head. As it turned out, your homely English teacher was kind of genetic freak. Just after few weeks all of his shirts began to stretch under his bloated arms (as he proudly announced 17 inches at the time) and expanding frame. His behavior changed as well. He was obsessed with his diet, eating his meals and drinking protein shakes even in the middle of class. He also become kind of intimidating, he just wasn't the sweet guy you used to talk to. Rumour has it that this vacation he took up this whole bodybuilding thing more seriously and started taking steroids. You didn't believe that at first. But today, after you entered the locker room at your local gym, you heard some deep voice of a dude talking to himself and grunting. It was Mr Collins, bigger than last time you had seen him, posing in front of mirror after what you guess was chest day. He had an empty vial in his hand and just by the look he gave to you- you knew you were fucked.

Your buddy wanted to bulk up a little for an upcoming armwrestling competition. Fortunately for him, he his bros encouraged him to hop hop on juice and become a freak.

"Hey man, c'mon," you said, backing away, "I said I'd strip down so you could help me figure out a workout plan. So why are we down her-"

His hand caught your wrist. His grip was so tight and strong. His big, hairy hand tightened around your skinny arm. It was warm where he gripped you. You spluttered. What had you been saying? You remembered feeling the same way when you'd bumped into him in the locker room, right before you'd agreed to come over. It was kind of odd you'd come to a random guy's house, but it had been hard to say no. You'd said you had plans with your boyfriend to go to your work promotion party, but he'd told you you'd have plenty of time to do what you wanted. You'd felt the same way right after he'd bumped into you and asked you to flex for him in the locker room, and then again right after he gripped your bicep in the living room and you agreed to strip down while he sat back in his armchair, watching, and then told you to go into the basement. I mean, he was so hot. It had been hard to say no.

His other hand went to your waist a moment later. The arm you'd raised to push him away instantly lowered. It felt good to have those big, strong hands on you. So good. Before he'd only brushed up against you or tapped you, but now he was holding you tight in his big hands and you felt that familiar feeling from the locker room and his living room: a strange desire to obey him. But why? But even questioning why made you uncomfortable suddenly. He wouldn't like you thinking that way. "Why" didn't matter. What mattered was his deep brown eyes, what mattered was that such a strong, handsome man had thought you worthy to talk to, to look at, to touch. Of course he could touch you if he wanted- you wanted it too.

His hands moved over you. You leaned into them. You wanted more of his touch. The more he touched you, the more you wanted to obey him, and so you leaned in, deeper and deeper, letting his touch draw you further and further under his control and wanting it to because the more he touched you, the more you wanted him to touch you and the better it felt and the more you understood that he needed to be obeyed. Trapped in a snowballing cycle of pleasure, the part of you that wanted to resist slowly quieted. Resisting didn't feel good. But obeying felt so, so good, until you wanted to let go completely and be his. It made you happy to obey him, to do as he pleased. It was as simple as that. He was a man, and you were a boy- no- what were you thinking-

"Quiet, boy," he said, pushing you against the wall, stepping closer, hot breath on your face. His hands began to run up your sides, "You're my little wife now. From now on, you live to please me. To serve me," he said, hands brushing over your nipples. His influence was overwhelming you with his full hand now running over your smooth, skinny body. "I've been wanting to wife up a skinny little twink like you. I need someone to take care of things around here. The cooking, cleaning, sucking my cock whatever I want, you know, usual wife duties. I figured it would be real easy to break you down into a servant. To make you forget you were the man, after all, you’re not much of one. Are you, boy?”

The change was so sudden you didn't have time to process it. By time he touched your shoulders, everything he said was true and you were leaning forward instead of backing away, hands raising to grip his thick toned thighs. His strong quads bulged under your grip. There was nothing left of you or your old life, just a desire to please him; an overwhelming desire that seeped into everything you knew. You wanted everything you did to please him. To let him dictate your every move, so long as you knew he was happy. That was what mattered now. You stared lovingly into his eyes, leaning forward to kiss your husband. The man you lived to serve happily. His stubble brushed against your smooth face while you kissed him; it was a mix of pain and pleasure that just made it more addictive. His hands explored your body still, turning your brain to jelly, leashing your free will. They slid over your smooth, skinny, feminine body, sending a rush through you.

You stared at him. He was so beautiful, so strong, so manly, so deserving of your worship. You felt ashamed that you had felt differently just moments ago as you stared at his dark, thick hair, his muscles, his dominating stare. You hadn't meant to think like that. He deserved to know he was a God. To be treated like one. To know he could have you whenever he wanted. An urge to make it up to him overwhelmed you. You had to set it right- had to show him how much he meant to you. You wanted him to know how eager and happy you were to do as he commanded. How far you'd go for him, how devoted you were, how he was your priority now.

"You like that, wifey?"

"Yes daddy; I love being your smooth hairless wife."

"That's right. That's how a wife should be. Smooth and hairless. Totally hairless, all the time. That's the type of stuff you'll be focused on now."

"Yes sir," you said eagerly, nodding, "Yes sir, I'll make sure I'm smooth for you all the time," you said, speaking so fast that you almost tripped over your words. You wanted him to see that you were ready to please him. To do as he said. "I'll stay smooth all the time, sir, so that whenever you want to grab me and use me, I'm ready. That's my duty now, sir."

"That's right boy. You're the wife, and i'm the man," he said, gripping you by the back of the head. He pushed your face into his hairy pecs. You exploded in ecstacy, licking and slurping all over them; shaking your head back n forth. You pulled into him, feeling his hairy, meaty pecs, so manly and opposite of you. Your mind exploded with fantasies; curling up against his hairy pecs while you slept at night, rubbing your face in them, getting lost in the bushy muscle, feeling that warm fuzzy coarse hair on your face; sucking on them after his workout, all nice and sweaty; washing them in the shower. His happy trail brushed against your stomach. Your mind turned to where it led and you pulled in closer, feeling ripples of pleasure run up you from where his thick hair scratched your skin.

"Thats my boy," he cooed in your ear. It was like a drug to know you pleased him. He was a man. You lived to please big strong men like him now. You felt so lucky he had chosen you. "Tonight we're going to shave you down completely. Legs, pits, that peach fuzz on your arms and face, hole, pubes."

"Make me totally smooth, sir, please" the words flowed from your lips before you could stop them. You wanted it so bad now that he'd said it. You wanted him to know how badly you wanted to do it; for him. To let him take and transform you into what he wanted. You wanted to do it so badly you began to sob a little. Please sir, take me. Make me yours." You wanted him to take you, shave you down, remove any lingering traces of masculinity from you. To shave away your hair and your old life all at once. You felt your cock getting hard picturing him transforming you. He was the alpha, the masculine one; your job was to be the bitch.

"Oh I will wifey. Just calm down and be patient." You felt yourself do so immediately. "We have a couple things that we need to take care of first," he said, moving your hand to his warm, pulsing cock. "This is what matters to you now," he said, rubbing your hand in a circle on it. Your mind swooned and vision blurred. It was so thick, so warm. The power coming off of it made his hands seem like nothing.

"You don't remember because I made you forget, but you told me you and your boyfriend- well, ex-boyfriend now, were pretty vanilla. That you didn't like to do 'freaky' stuff," he said with a smile creeping across his face, "But you know what I think?"

"What, sir?" you asked, hanging on his every word.

"I think you want nothing more than to do freaky shit, and that you're just ashamed to admit it," he said leaning in, his breath hot on your ear. "I think that's why you're so nervous and tense, boy." He ran his hands up your sides again, sending another shudder through you. No- that stuff was for frea- fr... fr........ His hands rested on your shoulders and he gently massaged them, sending waves of pleasure like hot water down you, making both your muscles and mind more pliable. His voice sounded deeper, more echoing, more important than ever as he massaged you.

"I think you never had a real man who you could break free with; one who can melt all that shame away that controls you. One who you could be a good little slut for- who you have no choice but to be a little slut for," he whispered in your ears.

You nodded slowly as he massaged you still, eyes fluttering. Who were you kidding? You'd do anything this man said now. Your cock stiffened at the thought of letting him fuck you all kinds of ways. You wanted to swallow his cum, lick his sweat- even- you shuddered internally at the thought- drink his piss- but his words were reconfiguring your desires more and more every moment, and you went from shuddering in embarrassment to thinking of how delicious his warm, golden piss would taste. How you wanted him to cum all over your face, in your mouth, up your ass; how that was what you'd always wanted: to be a dirty little whore for a real man like him. You pulled in closer to him now, fully his, smiling mischievously. He smiled back, his big, hairy hands moving up & down and tightly gripping your ass now. You pulled in as close as you could to him, kissing up and down his neck obsessively while you smiled at him. Every second of contact with him was ecstacy.

The thought of how he'd turned you from hesitant to desperate

Your hand was still firmly gripping the bulge in his black underwear, feeling it get harder, bigger, more powerful by the second. He smiled at you looking pleased and satisfied, which incited you further. In his head he was laughing, mocking you, impressed at how easy it had been to enslave you, but in your stupor you took it as approval as your hand began to stroke his cock through his underwear. Your eues fluttered as you dropped to your knees, and the next moment his hands were pulling his briefs down and his cock popped out, hitting you in the face. He laughed at you and you laughed with him. It had been so heavy. You took it into your mouth dutifully and he rubbed a hand through your hair, sending shivers down your spine and making you inhale deeply. You got a huge whiff of his sweaty balls and it sent you into overdrive, slurping on his dick obediently. His sweat smelled delicious. You were getting drunk off the scent, sucking deeper and deeper, gagging on him but barley noticing.

"That's a good boy," he said, gripping your ass tightly. "And to think, you were hesitant just a few minutes ago," he aid with a laugh.

You laughed back. "That wasn't me," you said, still laughing. "I wasn't thinking clearly. I don't know what came over me," you said, his cock still in your mouth. It felt so long ago that you'd backed away from him. Had you had a life before you met him? It was hard to remember now. But wasn't there something you were supposed to do? Something important you had to get to...? You thought hard, then remembered. You had to get to his kitchen. Had to serve him. He needed his dinner made soon. You sucked him more intensely and eventually he stiffened and a sweet warmth filled your mouth.

More memories flooded you, overwriting your own. You'd been making him his dinners for as long as you could remember, being his slut as long as you could remember... yeah that was right. The hot load dripping down your throat was helping you remember. He backed away towards the bathroom. "Over here, boy," he said, but you didn't need any persuading; there was still cum on the edge of his dick and you wanted it all. You crawled to keep up with him, keeping his dick anchored in your mouth, licking and sucking every drop. You remembered more and more. A drop spilled on the floor and before you knew what you were doing you were pressing your tongue to the ground, licking it up before you latched back onto his cock, crawling to keep up with him. You couldn't waste a drop.

He pulled you up to a mirror in the bathroom. "What do you see, boy?"

"I see a dark, hairy, muscledaddy and his pale, smooth, skinny wife" you said dazedly, lost in the image. It looked so perfect, like it was the most perfect thing you could imagine. Thank God he'd bumped into you in the gym. Thank God he'd taken you home and transformed you. Nothing you had going could beat this, the feeling of standing next to your true Master, knowing you might have another chance to worship him any moment. Knowing he had total control over you, knowing he could give any order and you'd follow. It was so freeing. You didn't have to think anymore; you just had to obey. You'd always been determined- always looking for approval in work and promotions and school, but now you'd focus all that effort and determination on what mattered: him, his cock, letting him fuck you every day, making his dinner while he relaxed. Feeding him his dinner; sucking his cock under the table while he watched TV ignoring you as he ate; worshipping and rubbing his toes while he ate; all the possibilities rolled through your mind. Finishing the night off I bring him his dessert and giving him a nice foot rub well he relaxed. After that, you let him take you to bed and fuck you until he collapsed onto you, shooting his load up your ass or wherever he wanted; falling asleep with his cock still in you, crushing you down, but you loving every second of it-

You felt a rush and came like you never had before. You shaked and convulsed, which got even more intense as he placed his big hand on the back of your head and fluffed your hair. You buried your face into his hairy stomach, his pubes, rubbing it back and forth and letting his dark, coarse hair scrape over your face while you jerked and convulsed for a full minute, cum streaming from your cock.

When it was over, you just gazed at him lovingly in the mirror until a phone rang. You thought it looked familiar for a moment, but then realized you had never seen it before. It said "Boyfriend <3"was calling.

"That's weird, do you know who this is?" he asked.

"No."

"Good boy."

And they lived happily ever after.

You hated him, but anytime he was in the room you found yourself like this; legs up in the air; his cock ramming deep inside you. He loved that part- that you hated him but your hole slid right open for him; loved knowing that his presence was so overpowering that even someone who hated him would end up on their back for him. Just another hole for him to stick his cock in.

You hated dumb gym bros like him, only worried about lifting, dumbing down the entire race. Everyone loved these idiots though, and you guessed in some way you did too...well, until one of them wanted to fuck you that is. It was always the same when he left; you'd lay there, hole still shuddering from the plowing he'd given you, full of regret and self-loathing, vowing it was the last time.You'd said it 2 days ago, but now here you were. But somehow that made it even hotter. Knowing that you hated these guys, that you'd never be like them and never want to, just made it that much sexier when they spread your legs apart and slid into you, using you, disrespecting you.

Could you blame yourself though? Could you blame anyone for loving these idiots? It was easy to say when they weren't around, shirtless and glistening with sweat and raw power... but, I mean, look at him. The bulging muscle. Tatt'd up, huge pecs, a thick neck. How could you say no? Why would you want to? A layer of musky sweat surrounded him, filling the air with pheromones and his man scent- he was always a little sweaty, but was sweating more now as he plowed you, coating his forehead and dripping down from his pits onto your face. As it did, your tongue stretched over and licked it up, savoring the salty taste. Knowing it had dripped out of his sweaty hairy pit made it that much better.

He smiled at you, tongue sticking out in cocky bliss that came from knowing he was a man, a beast, a sex god who knew he could use you whenever he wanted. "Yeaaaah boy!" he bellowed,

"Yeah!" you repeated back, nodding eagerly as your lips twitched up into a smile too. You were happy you were pleasing him. You rammed yourself harder against his pounding cock. He smiled back knowing he had another happy customer wrapped around his cock again. "Fuck yeah boy," he said, tongue sticking out again over that savage smile as he pounded you even harder. It felt amazing having his huge body pressing into you, all his weight on you. You were egging each other on now, feeding off each other's energy; your need to submit meshing perfectly with his need to dominate.

Another drop of sweat hit your face and you licked it up. Lifting his huge arm, he reached into the deep muscular pit and grabbed a handful of his thick, bushy pit hair and squeezed. Sweat wrung out of it like a wet rag onto your face, drenching you, filling your nose and mouth. You coughed, but that just pulled the hot, salty, acidic taste deeper... it was so good. You llcked your lips, making sure to get every drop. He grinned down at you, watching you hungrily gulp down his sweat. You smiled back.

"Your muscles contracting looks so good when you fuck me sir," you said lovingly. Something felt different now. You didn't just want to fuck him, you wanted to be with him, be like him..

"Don't worry boy, I just put some alpha pheromones in that sweat. I'll take it from here. Soon you'll want more as they start to change you. Just working out, fucking, and eating. Sex on your brain 24.7, Soon i'll have you recruiting more bros, but you''ll always be my bitch first. But whether it's getting fucked by me or breaking other boys, fucking is going to be your main priority now."

"Wha- what?" you muttered, confused, till you felt your thoughts shifting. No- you tried to hold on to your old self, but thoughts of planning this weeks workout schedule flooded your brain. Yeah. You had to get bigger. The bigger you were, the more sex you could have. That made sense. it all made sense now. It was the quickest way to use your huge, throbbing cock and that was what mattered now.

"Tell me you want my cum in your ass boy. That'll seak the deal. That'll make you mind beyond these quick fuck sessions," he said.

Part of you wanted to rebel, wanted to fight it, but your eyes tracked his huge muscular bouncing pecs, his sculpted, capped shoulders and traps, the look of sheer dominance on his face; suddenly his huge hand closed around your cock and you were his. A shockwave rolled through you from where he held your manhood in his grip like a toy. You raised your legs higher, pulling him in deeper.

"Cum in me master," you said, "Please cu-"

With a shudder he fell forward onto you, pounding you harder than ever. Your tongue licked the sweat from between his pecs, slid down to his nipple and started sucking fervently.

"That's it boy. Feed on Daddy. Daddy's gonna make you big and strong just like him" he purred, rubbing your face with the back f his hand,

With another shudder, you felt him stiffen, and felt his hot cum pouring into you. His huge cock pulsed inside you sending load after load deep into you. Your eyes glazed over as he filled you with his essence, Any trace of you was gone,You smiled up at him again, so fucking happy that this big sexy beast had taken charge of your life now. You wanted his cum in your ass again and again. You wanted to get nice and big like him. You wanted people to bow to you the way you were bowing to him now. And he would give it all to you. He would create your new life for you. It was so easy; all you had to do was obey. No more whining about society not valuing your intelligence. Just a pure focus on being a big, sexy fucking machine. He pulled out, wiping of some of the cum leaking from your hole onto his hand and feeding it to you. You felt full of his warm, hot cum... so full... you thought dazedly as you hungrily licked the cum off his fingers.

"There you go baby. Lick it all up."

"You came so much sir," you said between licks. His cum was coating your entire mouth now. You felt a strange urge rising up inside you, but you didn't know what it was.

"That's what happens when you're an alpha, boy," he said, feeding you the last of it, "Big, full loads to spread alpha seed."

You laid there for a minute, then stood up. Your voice was deep now; your stance strong and broad, no longer hunched and nervous.

"So we hitting the gym or what bro?" you asked him casually, as if nothing had happened between you. "I need to get today's pump in." Your tongue stuck out in a victorious smile as you flexed in front of the mirror. You were looking bigger today somehow, but you didn't question it.

"My man," he said, matching the tongue-out-smile and highfiving you. You high fived back enthusiastically. "Lets fuckin GOOOO" you bellowed. He yelled back in a masculine roar. Getting hyped up with the guys was one of the best parts of working out. You loved the community, the brotherhood of it. Without turning back you set off for the gym with your bro.

"This project sucks" said your jock project partner. "I can't believe how long this is taking. Honestly, I'm not good with this kind of stuff. Way too much thinking. Nerd shit, if you ask me. I'm glad I got paired up with you, because you seem good with this," he said to you.

You rolled your eyes and agitation, staring at all his dumb, macho movie and sport posters. How did you always end up stuck with these meathead idiots who were too dumb to do any of the work that needed to get done?

"You know, you're pretty cool for a gay guy. You should think about joining my frat," he said.

You stared at him, confused for a minute. You? A frat? That was ridiculous. You hated frats, hated the people in them, and hated what they stood for. Just another excuse to get drunk, and so full of misogynistic douchebags. You told him you weren't interested politely. He asked again soon, and you declined again. He kept asking why, but you just said it wasn't your type of thing. He said that was cool, but other people had to come around before and it was pretty chill. These were the years to fuck around, drink beer, workout, bulk up, and fuck. They had their whole lives to be boring. This was their physical prime and they should take advantage of that. You thought it was gross.

You had to admit though, he was pretty hot, even for a total idiot. His bulging arms kept catching your gaze. They were nice and big, nice to look at. Nice when he moved and his huge biceps rolled up and down his upper arm. Maybe it was the only positive aspect of getting paired up with him for this project. It didn't help that he was the exact type of guy you'd imagine fucking you, telling you what to do when you jerked off at night, but you usually compartmentalized the two parts well.

Later, he was zoned out playing video games and drinking a beer as you worked on the project, and eventually leaned back, and hoisted one of his feet up on the side table next to you. At first, you were disgusted. Did he have no manners? But as time went on you noticed how nice it was to look at. How smooth it was, and how big. So big. So much bigger than yours, and nice and meaty too. You felt yourself getting hard against your will, trying to look away and focus... but he was fucking hot! As you thought about it more, you realized maybe... you were in the wrong. He may be dumb, but he had never been judgemental, malicious or mean. Maybe you were the one with preconceived notions. Maybe you were the one being judgemental, and maybe you were the one who should've gave him a chance.

"I'm so glad you're taking care of this, man. I'm a lot better at more physical stuff than that stuff if you know what I mean."

You stared at him, eyebrow raised.

"I mean, I know you can tell. You've been staring at my arm since you got here. What is it? Do you like these?" he asked, flexing. His biceps rolled up like hills as big as his head forming, also highlighting his capped shoulders and muscular, hairy armpits.

You stared, transfixed by his huge muscles and bushy pits, still shocked the fact that he had just done that but unable to look away. He was smiling at you, his killer white smile flashing. He turned his wrists the other way and then back again and his biceps followed accordingly, rolling back and forth. Your eyes followed them as they moved, side to side, side to side. A line of drool fell out of your mouth, but you didn't notice.

"Haha, I thought so, skinny boy. These always do the trick," he said, wiggling his toes. Your eyes moved to them again, appreciating how big and beautiful they were. "Especially if they stink. You probably were feeling more friendly towards me just now; that's just the pheromones from my sweat working, overwhelming you. Soon you'll be begging to do whatever I say. Begging to join my frat and be a frat bro, just like us. And don't worry too much, even if you got up and left now, you'd turn right around. You've got about 15 seconds. I didn't want to assume, but I figured a gay guy like you would be into me."

Taking ahold of yourself at his dumb comment, you walked towards the door, disgusted and about to leave when you stopped suddenly. You felt your head slowly, involuntarily turn around as your eyes locked on his huge feet again; his big muscular arms, his cocky smile. You inhaled deeply; his musky scent had filed the room totally. You started walking back to him. Part of you wanted to stop, but a stronger part didn't. No, you wanted to serve him. Any dislike you'd felt towards him being replaced, rewritten, with an overwhelming desire to please. To please him. To do whatever he wanted. To do the project so that he would get a good grade. That would make him happy. Happy with you. And you knew that you wanted that more than anything in the world. He had to be happy with you. That was very, very important to you now, and so was the smell that was filling the room, rewriting all of you. By the time you stood in front of him there was nothing left. Nothing but a desire to please him. He smiled, the dumb look still on his face.

You dropped down quickly to your knees, as quickly as you could, because you wanted him to know how eager you were to serve him. That would make him happy. And that will make you happy. You felt your face pulling closer towards his feet. His big, sweaty feet. The feet that owned you now.

"Not-ah, not yet," he said, still smiling as he wiggled his toes in front of your face.. You froze, as much as it pained you. "Just appreciate them for now," he said, moving one an inch from your face. "Just breathe them in. I can tell you want to. Don't be shy about it, boy."

You inhaled deeply, drinking in the scent more, fog hazing your mind. It smelled so musky and good.

"You've probably imagined this a million times, haven't you boy?

"Yes sir. Yes I have. I've dreamed of kneeling in front of a real man like you, sniffing and licking your sweaty, manly feet. It's so embarrassing but nothing makes me cum harder. I'm sorry I disrespected you by trying to leave sir. This is what I want. This is where I belong."

"That's right boy. Now strip down for me babyboy. Let Daddy see that pretty little body."

Your cheeks flushed as you stood up, undressing yourself. Normally you would've felt embarrassed to do this, but this time it was because you just felt lucky that he'd chosen you to boss around. He had told you to, and doing what he said mattered most. A few moments later, you were totally naked in front of him.

"Approach," he commanded.

You stepped forward dutifully. His big hands explored your body, feeling like he could wrap both around your thin torso and have his fingers meet. Where they touched you, ripples of pleasure seem to spiral outwards. He gripped your ass tightly, grunting appraisingly, turning you around, smirking at your decent sized cock. His hands brushed over your nipples and squeezed. Your eyes fluttered in pleasure as your mind went blank. All that existed was the feeling of his big, meaty fingers sliding over your nipplrd, squeezing them, playing you like an instrument. He pulled you back into him and you collapsed onto his lap, feeling how much larger he was than you, how tiny you were compared to him.

"Ready to pledge yourself to me, boy?"

"Yes," you said, ass grinding against the imprint of his cock you felt against your ass, letting your head roll back as its power overwhelmed you, turning you weak and submissive- no, just making your weak, submissive nature come out.

"Before we go any further, you're going to give me total control, boy," he said, grinding his hips against your ass as he said it.

"Yes sir," you said dazedly, head still rolled back as your body moved in time with his, "Total control."

"That's right boy. And I don't just mean in the bedroom. I mean total control. You sure you want to give that up boy?" he said, thrusting his hips a little harder and faster each moment.

"Yes... sir," you said, lost in the feeling of his thick, throbbing cock outline on your ass through both your pants. You'd do anything for that cock right now. You needed to let him know. "Anything for your cock, sir. Total. Control."

"That's my boy," he cooed in his deep voice, reaching a hand up to squeeze your tiny pink nipple again. You moaned in pleasure, reeling at his touch as your body experienced a pleasure more intense than you ever felt before, slowly becoming addicted to it, needing it, feeling everything else that had ever felt good become dull by comparison. You body rewired itself, craving him, making him a necessity like food, water, or air. You needed him. Only he had ever made you feel this good. Nothing would ever feel this good again. Every part of you craved him, craved more, needed more of that feeling. You realized you were staring into his eyes now, transfixed. He gave you a slow, cocky nod.

You shot forward. You wanted to be his whore. To do whatever he said. He was the type of musclegod you'd watched countless videos of, the type you had hundreds of pics saved of. A dumb, stupid bro. And he was in front of you now, biceps bulging, hairy, sweaty pits out, his hard cock grinding against you, and a look of dominance on his face. You fell into the role you'd jerked off to in front of your computer so many times, collapsing into his pit, smiling as the salty smell of his sweat filled your nose again. It was different than the musk from his feet. Sweeter and more tantalizing. You tongue lapped at it as you rubbed your face against the bush of dark hair, sucking the sweat from it. He flexed and you immediately went to kissing and licking his huge muscles. Your eyes glazed over as you became lost in him; lost in his body and scent and worshipping him, lost in his charming, cocky smile that made you hear a "go on, go on boy" in your head every time you saw it. Keeping him smiling was all that mattered.

"You're gonna join my frat, bro," he continued, still rubbing and pinching you while grinding his cock against your ass.

"Wha-" you mumbled, but it changed to a "Yes," midway through, kissing his bicep that was as big as your head over and over.

"Hope you were paying attention boy. You heard me, right? 'Pledge' yourself to me? Haha. Yep. Me and my frat. Drinking, fucking and working out is all you care about now. Just like those guys on the wall. Look at them all, boy. Men. Men you want to be like. Just like the guys downstairs. They all started out like you, you know. Nerd losers. Yep. All those meatheads down there sitting on the couch, manspreading their thick thighs watching football n drinking beer were faggots like you once. But one thing about you guys- you're more eager to give up control way more than any bitch I've ever fucked, and that makes the transition pretty easy and quick, surprisingly. I say gain 20 pounds if you wanna suck this cock again, and they come back 30 pounds heavier. I say go bring a bitch home if they want Daddy's pits again- just to see if they'll do it- and they come home with 3. I tell them to enjoy it, and oh, they enjoy it. You should see some of these guys the first time they get in a pussy. Something left of their masculinity activates and they go nuts. They know they want to be men, deep down. They just never thought they could until me. And they know they have me to thank."

Before you know what's happening, as his words are still seeping into you, rewriting your reality, he slides a finger into your hole. You gasp- you've never felt that before. You're a virgin, honestly. But you feel him inside you now and it feels so good.... so right for him to be penetrating you. Infiltrating you. You relax into it, starting to bounce slowly on it.

"That's right boy. You're my little puppet now."

"I'm your puppet now" you repeat, feeling him in you, controlling you, letting him. It feels amazing, addicting.

"You're mine to command, boy.'

"I'm yours to command sir."

"You want to get bigger."

"I want to get... bigger."

"You want to look like this," he says, flexing his free arm. You stare at it and... it's true, youdon't juat want it... you want to look like it. You bounce harder on his finger and barely notice as he slides you off it and onto his cock. Both your heads tip back in pleasure as he slides into your tight hole. You grind against each other at the same time, slowly his big thick hands moving to grip your thin waist- only it's gtting bigger, thicker, more muscular. You look down queationing, butv when you look up at hmim he's nodding, and a momemt later you are too. Youunderstand.You want this. You grid against him, letting more of his cock and precum soak into you.

"That's it boy," he says, "Soak all that alpha cum up, baby. Let ot make you a real man. This is just the beginning."

"Yeaaaah," you say, your voice getting deeper and deeper as you say it, your chest widening, your skin going from pale white to a nice bronzed tan. You feel your cock swelling, balls swelling too. Your thoughts cloud as this happens; it gets harder and harder to think. Like you're getting dumber... like your cock was controlling you completely now. You smile at him while you ride his cock harder, and he smiles back.

"You get it now boy?" he sas with a laugh.

"Mhm," you grunt, "Gotta keep this dick happy, n to do that I gotta look good. Gotta hit the gym, gotta make sure I stay looking good," you say, flexing your now thick biceps.

"That's right boy," he says, reaching up to squeeze your niple. You shuudder, head rolling back again.

"Let's hit the gym after this, bro," you said in a daze.

He nodded, laughing. "See. Deep down you wanted to be a man like me all along, didn't you?"

"Yeah," you admitted. "iI get it now bro.

"You fags break so easily," he says with a laugh. "I always knew I wanted to start my own frat. Too much work to join another, but also didn't want to deal with recruiting people and getting them to follow me. But then I realized there was a whole group of guys who'd follow me and whatever I said, just as long as they get this dick once in awhile. Well congrats boy, you're one of us now," he said with a thrust, and you felt a surge of warmth from his cock fill you. Your insides tingled, then burned as the slow transformation that had been happening quickened. Your arms doubled, then tripled in size; thick, dark bushes of hair growing under each. Your chest puffed out and your back widened and your underwear and pants ripped as your thighs blew up. haha, You leaned your head back and yelled as it happened, barley realizing you were cumming. You felt your center of focus going from your brain to the big dick now hanging between your legs. You want to do what it says, want to do what makes it feel good. You feel that becoming your main focus in life now: pleasing your cock. You're a slave to it. You have to stay big. Being be big would let you fuck more. It was so simple, such a clear and easy directive to follow.

"My maaaan," he said proudly, looking up at your new body. "How you feelin bro?"

You grinned stupidly at him. "Great man," you said, standing up and examining yourself in the mirror, running your hands over your physique as your memories rewrote themselves. It had been hard, but working for this body over the years had been so worth it. Memories of hours in the gym, and getting your sweaty cock sucked by fags, and bitches nearly throwing themselves at you for this body flooded you. It felt so good.

"Give those pits a whiff, boy."

You lifted your arm, inhaling your own pit stench. The smell nearly burned your nose, but still smelled great. Nice and masculine and virile. Kinda made you a little horny. "Haha, damn. That shit reeks bro," you sad with a dumb grin.

"Haha I know right man? As a bro, your pits should always reek. Make sure you never wash or scrub them out. Helps line up the faggots and gives them a job."

"Yeah bro, I know," you said. You'd always known that, of course.

You stared at the half finished project on the computer.

"Damn, i guess we'll need to find a fag to finish that up. Shouldn't be too hard to find one out at the gym though," you said with a cocky smirk, flexing your biceps in the mirror and grinning dumbly at them.

"That's right man." he says, flexing his own behind you. Even though you'd gotten bigger, he was still way bigger than you. His pit stretch wiped your own right out of your nose.

"Damn bro! You stink!" you said, but with admiration, not insultingly.

"It comes with size," he said casually. "But one last thing before we go, what do you wanna do after?"

"I dunno man," you said dumbly. "Probably watch the game downstairs with the guys, invite some bitches over, see if I can bang one," you said with another dumb, cocky smile.

"My guy," he said, walking over and giving you a bro-hi-five, bouncing his big chest off yours.

You put his clothes on one by one, first his big boxers which fit around your thick waist and thighs tightly. Part of you inside remembered what you'd been only moments ago, but seeing yourself like this was just too enticing. Big. Strong. Powerful. No one was going to fuck with you or push you around now. this was what being a man felt like. A real man. The feeling was addicting. You wanted more of it, more of that power, so you had to keep getting bigger. Stronger. Asserting your masculinity. Fucking. Dominating. Constantly. You never understood where jocks had gotten that motivation, but now it was clear as day, it wasn't motivation, it was an addiction. Addiction to power and strength. Now that you'd tasted power like this, you'd be chasing more forever.

"Embrace that boy," he said, "You're a man now. You're one of us now." he said from behind you.

"Duck yeah I am," you said and he smiled at you. "Then let's hit the gym."

"Let's get it bro," he said, giving your ass a firm spank.

Hours later you were both balls deep in two bitches you'd met at the bar giving them both a good pounding. You laughed and high fived each other every time one of them let out a moan of pleasure. Before that you'd both sat back and gotten sucked off and compared them to the fag couple you'd found at the gym before the bar who were both on their knees in front of your cocks in minutes. Honestly, the fags had been better, you both agreed while these chicks slurped on your cocks. They wanted it more. Grunting, you each blew your load into them after a few minutes of sloppy pounding and collapsed onto them. It was good to be a bro.

"C'mon boys, dig in. There's enough man here for the both of you. I love when a fag couple hires me as their camping guide. It always ends up like this, with both of em focused fully on me. Bet you didn't think this was how your trip would end up, but you're glad it did, I'm sure."

"You're the bottom, I guess," he said to the one burying his face in his sweaty, hairy pit. "You barely put up a fight, and only a real sub bitch would be this thirsty for my sweat." He grunted in response, fully focused on licking every drop of musk off you. "That's it boy. Good thing it's a hot day. I work up a real musky sweat on days like today, esoecially insulated withall this thick hair," you said with a smirk a he moaned in pleasure, pushing his head into your pit one more time before moving over to your hairy chest.

"And you must be the top," you said to the other man, staring at you in a daze. "I know. I know it must be confusing. You're used to bing in control after all. But it's ok, babyboy. You can let go of that now." you said, scratching the back of his head. You see him melt at your touch, eyes turning from glazed to desperate as he waits on your next words. "That's right boy. Daddy's here nowe. You just want Daddy to hold you in his big arms, kiss you with his thick, fuzzy beard. You love your Daddy, boy."

"I love... my Daddy," he repeats, fully broken now, and he leans in for a passionate kiss, his body and mouth melting against yours as he rubs his patchy, thin stubble against your thick, manly beard. He loves you now. In love with you. It's always more fun to break the tops. The bottoms break so easily, but once the tops break, once their submissive nature they try so hard to bury bursts out, it's all the more satisfying.

"That's right babyboy," you say, and he blushes and gigglles at you like a giddy little girl when you say it. "Tell Daddy he can have your boyfriend now," you say, staring at his ex-bottom (he's yours now) still pushing as much of his face into your hairy body as he can.

The ex-top (he's your bottom now too) grabs your chin, staring lovingly into your eyes. "Of course you can, Daddy," he says, leaning back into kiss you, desperate for you, for the warmth of your tongue to penetrate his mouth. It's only been a few seconds but to him it's felt like weeks since your tongue left his mouth, and he wants it- needs it- in there. This is where it gets fun.

"Just a second baby," you say, turning away and facing his (ex)boyfriend. "Your boyfriend here is doing such a good job, he deserves some attention too, right?"

You see the bafflement- the confusion in his eyes, and watch it turn to jealously, then rage, and then finally, determination. Determination to do a better job to get your attention back on him. This is your favorite part- where the couple turns on each other.

His hand is on your hairy chest and you feel his rubbing get more intense as he squeezes and gropes your entire huge pec muscle, playing with your nipple. You lean your head back and moan and he takes that as a green-light, latching his mouth onto your nipple, sucking and licking all over it sending waves of pleasure through you. See how a little healthy competition brings out the best in the boys?

He moves his mouth over to your other pit, burying his face into it like his boyfriend, and you get a nice whiff of your own BO as you lift your arms into a triangle above your head, airing your pits out, letting them get nice and deep in there. Cleaning you out. "That's my boys," you say, putting your arms down, headlocking them both into your pits. They both squirm like the little worm faggots they are, moaning in pleasure over and over again, lost in you, not even noticing they could barely breathe trapped under your huge, beefy arms. After about 20 minutes you let them go, gasping for air.

"Kiss... Daddy?" the (ex)top asked. Psh. See how the bottom just focused on serving you like a good boy, while these annoying tops can never just realize they're no longer in control?

"No kiss boy," you said sternly, and you smile satisfiedly as his entire body convulsed with anger and frustration and he let out a frustrated yell like a child, pounding the ground.

"No kiss until you understand what you are now," you said, placing a big, sweaty foot on his back, pushing him down to the ground. You flipped him over with it and planted it on his face. His features lit up and his tongue slide automatically over it as he took a deep inhale, eyes rolling back in pleasure.

"So you said you were a strict top, you'd never been fucked, right?"

"No, sir."

"Well, let's fix that," you said, flipping him over with your foot and grabbing his ass. You ripped the pants off him in one stroke, sliding a finger in him before he knew what was happening. He yelped and flinched, but you dragged your big bear hand down his back slowly, scratching him, whispering "shhhhh baby, shhhh." and his spasms lessened.

Yep. Just like that. You like feeling Daddy in you, don't you baby? you said as his yelps of pain and surprised slowly became purs of pleasure, his struggling, writhing movements becoming instinctual hip thrusts.

"Thaaaaat's a good boy. Get Daddy in there nice and deep," you said as he started grinding back against your finger, pushing you further and further into him.

"Yes sir," he said, a dumb grin slowly spreading across his face as he rammed against you faster and faster.

"See? I knew you had it in you baby. 'Total top' my ass," you laughed, "I could tell you'd make a good pussyboy from the minute I saw you."

"Yes," he grunted, practically slamming himself against you now, a line of drool leaking from his smiling mouth. "Pussyboy. I'm a pussyboy."

"That's right," you said with a smile, proud of how quickly you'd broken him.

"What do you think of this, boy?" you asked the sub, turning over to him. "Your top rolling around in the dirt for Daddy like this?"

"I ... I wish it was me, Sir," he said desperately, staring with wanting eyes at the scene.

"That's a good answer. I'll tell yous what- c'mere, boy," you said to him, sliding out of his bf and sitting on a nearby rock. He came over and you hoisted him onto your lap; he nuzzled against you. "I'm going to let you two go when we're done. Just with a little twist," you said, taking your cock out and slowly lowering the sub onto his knees in front of you. Like the good boy he was, he latched right onto your cock and began sucking it good. You leaned back and enjoyed it for about 10 or 15 mins while the top convulsed on the ground still. "I think you both need your worlds turned upside down," you finally continued when you were ready to cum, holding the subs head down on your cock as your hot load poured into him. He didn't pull away or even flinch, swallowing and sucking every last drop of it.

"Good boy. Drink up that alpha cum, cuz you're the top now, babyboy, and this nut is gonna help you get there" you said triumphantly as the sub fell to the ground, body twitching and spasming as it slowly began to change, becoming even bigger, hairier, taller, sexier than he already was. The leather harness he'd had on snapped off under his bulging muscles, his bare chest shining in the sunlight. His underwear stretched and with a series of snapping sounds, his cock, which had doubled or trippled in size, ripped through them, hanging out ilke a caveman. You walked over to the other you'd just fingered, planting your feet in front of his face. He began to immediately kiss them again and again.

The other's eyes finally flickered open, transformation completed, and he were staring directly at his boyfriends bare ass. With a feral grunted he lunged over to it, spread the cheeks apart, and slid his huge cock in. His boyfriend howled, eyes rolling back as the huge cock nearly split him open, but you could tell he was loving it slowly, minute by minute. The one fucking him grabbed him by the hair, pulling his head and arching his back as he plowed him. He turned his head towards his own and spat in his mouth, prompting another round of howls, before kissing him sloppily while he continued ramming him.

You just sat back and watched, smiling, until, with a bellow, he shot his load in his bf's ass and collapsed onto him, kissing and sucking his new bottom's neck as he whimpered beneath him, both of them forever changed by their little trip with you.

Camping was so fun.

Ryan Bones, Markus Kage and Teddy Torres in Truck Loads (RSS, 2022)

By request 😉

You'd started out pretty skinny, but the gym was going well. You were getting big quick. A lot of the bigger guys who'd scared you at first were actually really cool. They'd show you a lot of good shit that helped you get gains quick. One day one even gave you a special muscle recovery balm to use on your chest. Helps promote growth. he'd said, staring at you and bouncing his big pecs. It seemed weird- you never heard of a supplement... like... that... befo.... damn... his pecs ... so fucking huge... can't stop... watching... want to... need to ... look... like... that...

He nodded as your eyes glazed over and you began putting the balm on right then and there. It made your chest tingle and pulsate a bit. He winked at you when you thanked him, flicking one of your nipples as he walked away. Damn, that felt good! Pleasure still rippled out from the spot 20 or 30 seconds after he'd walked away. Your pump felt crazy.

You got home and were about to shower when you paused in the mirror. Your chest looked… huge. And so did your arms. Your nipple was still tingling from your bud tapping it. You squinted at the mirror. The lighting must've been really good, cuz your chest looked even bigger than when you'd walked in. You took your phone out, snapping a pic- and another and another, cuz again your arms looked bigger too, like they were staying proportional with your chest. You updated your grindr profile pic with your new chest- damn that had been a good workout today- and hopped in the shower.

When you got out, you smeared a little more of the balm on your pecs, feeling the tingly sensation run over you again. You checked your phone after- you usually bottomed, but for some reason today, for the first time, you wanted to dominate someone. Sit back and let them worship you, rub your muscles and body. iIt didn't take long to find a willing volunteer- a little twink you'd found who was perfect for that. You could tell he was insecure, shy, & a little nervous around you- but those were the types who always needed a strong hand the most. His hands ran over your huge muscles and he squealed like a little bitch when you flexed, kissing and rubbing his face into them. He got kind of feral, peeling your shirt off and grabbing your huge pecs, squeezing and trubbing all over them. You howled with pleasure as his hands ran over your nipples and it felt like electricity shot from them through the rest of your body, like the most intense ecstasy you ever felt. Blood pounded in your ears, flowing into your pecs that bulged more and more each second and the rest of your body that got bigger as they did. He wrapped his pathetic tiny frame around your growing body, burying his face in your rock hard pecs. You needed him to keep worshipping them like the little bitch he was, to keep making you feel good. That was his job. To serve a muscle god like you.

"You like that, boy?" you said, your voice suddenly much deeper.

"Yes Master," he said vacantly, rubbing as much of his face into you as he could. "Can't... stop... worshipping... you're... so... strong," ge said, feeling your suddenly thick biceps, your huge lats and delts.

You gripped the back of his head with your thick, veiny arm.

"That's right boy. Now open up for Daddy," you said, moving his head to your nipple. His eyes lit up and his mouth opened as he latched onto you, sucking greedily. You shuddered and gasped, feeling your. pecs swell even faster now.

Some part of you realized now that the more he played with your tits, the bigger you got, and that that was weird-- and it probably had something to do with the balm.. but who cared, brah? You were getting bigger, dumber, hornier by the second, and had a little fag here ready to do whatever you said. You pushed his head into them, bouncing them while he sucked them good. They were so sensitive now that even him brushing over them felt better than that strongest orgasm you'd ever had happening over and over again. Your glasses fell off but you didn't really pay attention to it- you could see fine now, anyway.

The bigger you got, the harder he sucked, and the harder he sucked, the bigger you got, the dumber you got, the hornier you got. This was what you were made for. To dominate faggots like this. You felt how lovingly he sucked on you as more and more blood pumped into your pecs, making them swell and bulge more, saw his eyes light up when you called him your boy. You felt him falling in love with you, rearranging his life to put himself second and you first. That felt good. This was where you belonged now, dominating. Getting big had been such a smart idea, brah.

Eventually you felt something odd and looked down, seeing something dripping from your nipple, but your bitch lapping it up felt so good that you didn't care too much to think about it.

"That's right baby, suck on Daddy," you said, pushing him in even harder, "Drink up Daddy's milk."

"Yes Daddy," he moaned like the little bitch he was as you got bigger and bigger.

He moaned in pleasure, sucking even faster. You were so lost in it that you didn't notice he started bulking up, too. His little twink body got thicker and more buff; his pale skin became a deep bronze as a dark tribal tattoo ran over his now bulging bicep. He stopped sucking for a second and stared at your nipples, blinking dumbly. His body wanted to keep going, his mind just needed a new justification for it now that he was a dumb jockbro like you and not a beta faggot anymore. His body quickly forced his brain to rearrange what it needed to in order to continue.

"Damn brah, you're huge," he said with a dumb laugh, standing and moving behind you. You stood too- both of you were about three times bigger now than you had been when you sat down on the bed. He started rubbing your pecs again.

"For sure brah," you said, flexing as precum leaked out of your cock and a low growl escaped you. Your arms looked ripped and you felt fucking massive now.

"Man, I love appreciating another bro's bod. Really motivates me to work harder in the gym. That's probably why I've gotten so big so quick, haha." He rubbed them, caressed them, felt and pleasured every inch of them. "Lets make you nice and big, brah," he said as he grabbed the tips of each. Your head rolled back onto his shoulder as you gained more mass and another line of liquid started leaking out of you. He scooped it onto his fingers and put them in his mouth, not letting one drop spill. You felt his arms getting wider again, felt him getting taller behind you.

"Haha, fuck yeah bro," you said dumbly. "Let's keep getting bigger and bigger together," you said as your patchy facial hair grew into a thick beard. You both kept going until your stomaches growled at the same time.

"Yo, we should find some fags to cook us dinner. Real twinky bottom bitches... you know, that sounds kind of familiar..." he said, face scrunching up in confusion. He shrugged. "I dunno."

It sounded kind of familiar to you too, but you were pretty sure you didn't know anymore like that. "Yeah," you said, staring at all the mass you'd gained and bouncing your pecs in the mirror.

Eric Janicki

You popped Grindr open and saw some skinny guy as your profile pic. You must've uploaded that on accident. You replaced it with a current pic, and the messages came flooding in. About twenty minutes later, three twinks were naked in your kitchen except for aprons and tall white socks making both of your meals for the week. One of them had kind of resisted, but 5 minutes headlocked in your sweaty pit had broken him pretty fast. You and your bro stared at all three of them, smirking at their rock hard cocks poking out of their aprons.

"Fuck its good to be a man," he said, crushing up another beer can and tossing it on the floor. One of the twinks quickly picked it up and threw it out.

"Sure is brah," you said, doing the same yourself. The sane twink gravved it.

"Look at this good boy," you said, turning towards him and spreading your arms wide. "Why don't you come sit on Daddy's lap?"

He darted over to you with a big smile on his face, jumping onto your lap and wrapping his arms around you. His hands felt and rubbed all over your muscles. You pulled him in closer, resting his head on your big chest. "That's it baby. Let it all go. Just lay down on Daddy."

His eyes closed as his body grew slack and he rested his weight fully on you. His face slid down your chest- when he reached your nipple, he started sucking automatically. You twitched, feeling your body pulse again. Your shorts ripped and your huge cock spilled out of it, swinging side to side from its own weight. His eyes locked onto it and lit up as he dove towards it, wrapping his lips around it. Your hand grabbed the back of his head tight- he welped in a mixture of pleasure and pain as you pushed it onto your cock, forcing it further down his throat- but he never stopped- in fact, it made him go harder. One of his buddies noticed and his eyes locked onto your chest. You smirked, bouncing your pecs while his friend sucked you off. His eyes followed them like he was watching tennis and he slowly started walking towards you, like he was in a trance- when he was close enough, you closed an arm around his head tightly, pulling him into you. His face lit up as your thick bicep closed around it and he latched onto your chest like his friend had. Your head tilted back as one slurped his way up and down your huge cock obediently and the other worshipped your chest, so lost in pleasure that you again didn't notice what was leaking from your chest again and now your cock, too. Both twinks' high pitched whimpers got deeper and deeper as they drank it up, turning into the third and fourth dumb douchebros in the room. By time they stood up, they looked just as bulked up as you and the first twink you'd had over.

The fifth one- the one who'd resisted- was just watching, looking shocked. You told him to come over, but he didn't move. You laughed and nodded at him to the two ex-twinks, who both grabbed him and started dragging him over.

"Haha, look at him try to stop us bro," one laughed.

"What does he think his skinny beta ass is gonna do?" asked the other. With their new huge biceps, thighs, and calves, they pulled him along like a ragdoll. He turned his head and closed his mouth as they forced it into your pecs, but more juice was already leaking out of you onto his lips, seeping between the cracks. He shuddered, murmuring "no no no- don't want to be. a stupid bro-" over and over as his body bulged and his muscles pumped up. His fine blonde leg hairs got coarse and dark and he grew a thick beard like yours. His feet ripped out of his socks, going from small and soft to big and rough. His tiny twink frame expanded, filling out into huge pecs, lats and abs. The no's became a low grunt and then a dumb jock laugh as he transformed, eyes glazing over and you fingered another few drops into his mouth. Now his tongue licked it off your hand greedily, slurping up eery drop as he got as big as the rest of them. He walked over to the mirror, smiling dumbly into it as he flexed his big arms showing the thick dark patches of pit hair that had grown under his arms. He sniffed them, shaking his head and smirking. "Damn I stink! That lift really got the juices flowing, haha."

"Fuck yeah bro," you said, stepping up behind him and punching his hard bicep. "Glad we got your skinny ass in the gym."

"Me too man. I don't even know who I was before it."

"Me neither," the small army of douchebros in your house said in unison. all staring into the mirror and flexing with dumb grins on their faces.

Your phone went off. It was your gym bud- the one who'd given you the balm.

"Hey boy. Hope you liked the balm. Now send me a pic of your new friends and your gains. Then I think you should all hit the gym."

You nodded slowly at the text, gathering everyone around you and snapping a few pics of you all flexing and showing off your new bodies.

You stared at all of them, smiling. You needed more, though. More twinks to convert into douchebros. That would make your friend happy...

You stared at the unfinished food in the kitchen. "Lets him the gym guys. And then when we get back we can find some twinks to finish cooking dinner for us.... and then we'll see if we can help them bulk up, too ;)"

Benny and the mountain (Part 2)

Brad carried Benny into the hallway and sat him down on a bench. From what Benny could tell everything seemed quite expensive in this apartment. The floors looked like they were made of polished walnut while the furniture was a slightly darker tone.

A big mirror fit neatly behind the bench and in between two big wardrobes. Cream coloured and very soft cushions set a nice contrast to the dark bench he was sitting on.

He was in awe of the situation as a whole and Brad noticed that. „Well Benny, liking my apartment?“ he chuckled. „I‘ll show you a bit more. But let’s not hurry. Don’t you think you owe me for that nice drive from work?“ Benny nodded and started to take off his pants. Brad narrowed his eyes. „No boy. I won’t fuck you. At least not tonight. You would need to properly clean yourself first. Not a fan of random gym guys‘ jizz“ Brad said in that commanding tone of his. „But you can worship my body and massage my sore muscles for sure“ he said as he got out of his clothes.

As he stood naked in front of Benny the small guy could only stare with his mouth open.

Brad was enormous in size standing so close to him. Huge arms and shoulders. A thick neck. Most of the muscle strands on every part of his body were showing when he flexed. His pecs were full and meaty with big and darker coloured nipples. The chest protruded quite far from his body. The eight pack was chiseled to perfection and accompanied by nicely shaped obliques leading the way down to his lower body. He had amazingly thick legs and calves with very prominent veins. All covered with coarse hair.

His skin was slightly tanned, veins popping not only on his legs but everywhere, even visible under the parts of his skin that were covered with his thick and dark fur. It was clear he took good care of himself just by looking at this skin.

The big hands and huge feet of Brad mesmerized Benny and he couldn’t help but think about how they would feel on his body.

The thick legs of Brad made another big part stand out even more as there was no space left between the thick tree trunks to hide it: Huge balls and an uncut cock that showed no signs of arousement yet. Still it was already bigger than Benny‘s cock. Benny sported around 16cm hard but Brad‘s cock hung thicker and heavier than that. Benny felt himself getting wet thinking about what it might look like fully erect.

„Get up and come closer“ Brad told him. Benny got up and Brad pulled him towards his huge body and turned him around so they both faced the mirror. „Oh fuck“ Benny said as he saw the size difference between them. Benny had never been tall. Only around 1,70m. He was beefy though. Nice thick legs and a huge butt. Fairly large back and big pecs. His arms and shoulders had finally started to grow more prominent too as of late.

But compared to Brad he felt super small. Brad dwarfed him in every aspect. He was mountainous in size compared to Benny. An upper body so wide that Benny‘s width wasn’t even enough to span the distance that made out Brad’s chest.

Benny felt himself leaking even more and a tingle arouse in his butt. God damn he wanted to please Brad. He almost felt feverish.

„Damn boy you’re tiny. And damn cute.“ Brad said as he wrapped his huge arms around Benny from behind. „You‘ll be a good boy, right?“ he asked Benny as he tightened the grip. It was clear he wanted to show Benny his strength and dominance. „Right?“ Brad asked again intensifying his grip. Benny felt weak in his arms. As if he was getting smaller every second. Brad radiated heat and his manly smell clouded Benny’s mind. Benny could feel the big heart pumping. It made him want Brad even more. Thoughts ran through his head „What’s happening? I would let that man do everything to me now. Is this what true submission feels like?“ The grip tightened further. The veins on Brad‘s arms popped hard. Benny felt himself say „Yes Sir“ without really realizing it.

Brad loosened his grip and let his big hands wander over Benny’s body. He cupped Benny‘s tits with one huge hand and let the other rest on Benny‘s face. Benny immediately started to lick and suck the big fingers. Brad chuckled „Aw, you seem to be a natural.“ He let Benny go and clapped his big bubble butt.

„But now comes the fun part.“ Brad said as he started to flex. Benny got hard seeing that. His precum thoroughly wetting his pants.

He got on his knees and started to feel up the big feet, calves and quads. To massage, kiss and lick them.

„Damn yeah that’s it, boy.“ Brad commented. He was very much enjoying the scene and seeing himself flex his huge muscles in the reflection of the mirror.

From time to time he lifted a huge foot in Benny‘s face and Benny sucked greedily on the toes.

All the worship and flexing seemed to turn Brad on cause his cock grew to an enormous size. It was at least 24cm long and as thick as a coke can. Thick precum dropped down on Benny while he was still worshipping the lower parts of Brad‘s body. Benny tasted it eagerly and was hit by an intense salty and manly taste driving him crazy. „Wow“ he muttered. „What was that?“ Brad inquired with a grin. „You taste amazing“ Benny responded shyly. Brad laughed. A deep and booming laugh.

„Well boy, this is nothing. I‘ll shower you in my sweat and cum soon enough.“ Brad‘s cock seemed to get even harder as he was saying that. The big mushroom head getting thicker and darker in colour.

He shook that huge rod with one hand. Dripping even more pre on Benny who licked and swallowed every bit.

As Benny tried to reach for that monster cock Brad held him back „Nah, not yet. Stand up and continue with my upper body.“

Benny did as he was told. Once he reached Brad‘s pecs he started to shake a bit because he was so horny. He had never felt like that before without touching himself or being touched.

Benny was so small compared to Brad that his head was barely on the same level as those big meaty pecs. He enjoyed that immensely. Feeling so small compared to this muscle giant. Brad pushed him into the muscular pillows and flexed them. Sweat running down on them and into Benny‘s face. Benny swallowed it greedily. Brad‘s scent and sweat made Benny even hornier. He was pulled away from the chest and Brad guided Benny‘s head into his deep hairy pits making him lick them. „Holy shit“ Benny thought. He was getting addicted to Brad‘s musk. Never had a man‘s smell aroused Benny so much. It felt like he was getting rewired. It seemed to him like he could cum anytime just by being manhandled like this. Benny moaned.

Brad pushed even harder „You like that, huh? Being treated like a little slut by a real man? Come on, drink and smell up. Soon enough you‘ll be a little slutty mare hungry for a real stallion. Hungry for me. Always eager to please me.“

The words made Benny‘s head spin even more. Brad pulled him from his pits and chest, lifted him up with one arm again and flexed the other one hard. Huge veins appearing angrily. He pushed Benny into that flexed biceps and Benny couldn’t hold it no longer. He felt how his cock spasmed. High pitched moans left his mouth as he came and flooded his short pants. The inner walls of his pussy cried out as well still remembering the gang bang earlier in the night that had left them longing for more. Benny‘s juice ran down his legs while Brad still continued his show. Now driven by his slut’s obvious orgasm.

„That’s a good little slut. Getting wet and cumming for your muscle daddy, yeah?“ Benny could barely hear him still being caught up in this crazy orgasm.

Brad still carried him. Which was good, cause there was no way that Benny could already trust his shaky legs again.

Brad walked with him down the hallway into what seemed to be the living room. For Benny everything was a haze. They got close to a couch and Brad swiftly got a blanket. He sat Benny down and stood in front of him. Brad grabbed Benny‘s face and directed it towards him. „Look into my eyes. What are you?“

Benny hesitated. Brad didn’t like that. His voice got deeper and louder. „You just came while you were being pushed into my huge muscles, drinking my sweat and smelling me up and down. Not even touching that little thing between your legs. So I ask again. What are you?“

„I‘m a little pussyboy“ Benny replied.

Brad laughed „I think boy is exaggerating things, no? You’re just a little slut now. With a sweet muscle pussy. That thing between your legs is nothing more than an enlarged clit. You‘re mine.“ Benny felt himself succumb even more as he heard Brad‘s words. „Yeah I‘m your little subslut and you’re my muscle daddy.“

„Fuck yeah.“ Brad responded and he slapped Benny‘s face.

Benny should have felt outraged yet he felt quite the opposite. His desire grew even more. Any touch from Brad was welcome. Even more so when Brad demonstrated his dominance over him. Brad motioned Benny to get up „My muscles feel sore. Get to work, pussy.“ Brad lay down and Benny did es he was ordered. He massaged Brad vom head to toe all while leaking more precum down his pants. The feeling of Brad‘s huge muscles under his hands was beyond exhilarating. Benny traced every vein and massaged every muscle strand.

Brad groaned in pleasure which made Benny tremble with joy and arousement. He felt so good serving a real man. Brad‘s huge cock did seem to enjoy it too as it was fully erect and leaking the whole time. Benny was pleased that his own muscles could finally be of use tonight.

As he was stroking Brad‘s massive chest, Brad suddenly pulled him completely on top of him. He grabbed his pants and pulled them down. His huge hands grabbed Benny‘s butt and massaged the big buns. „Damn that’s such a nice ass. You‘ll grow it even bigger for me from now on, right my little slut?“

Benny moaned in agreement and Brad grinned. He inserted one of his big long fingers into Benny‘s pussy. It was still swollen and and raw from the previous fucks. „A used muscle pussy… next time you’re here it will be fresh and untainted. You understand?“ Benny moaned a „Yes Sir“ in response. „Damn he’s good with his fingers“ he thought.

Brad fingered more intensely and let more fingers join the fun. His fingers were so big together that they could have passed for a nice thick cock. They pummeled Benny‘s G Spot over and over with different moves. Benny‘s moans got even more high pitched. Brad slapped him again with his free hand. „Yeah that’s right. Cum for your muscle daddy, you little sub slut.“ he said in a low and deep voice increasing the pace in Benny‘s ass.

Benny couldn’t hold it in no longer. This huge muscle god with that sexy face fingered and treated him like no one had ever before. And Benny came again. Screaming like a girl. All the juices flowed onto Brad‘s eight pack, chest and down the sides. Covering his torso completely. Benny couldn’t remember the last time he had shot out so much cum. „Yeah that’s a good girl.“ Brad released his fingers out of the quivering pussy.

Benny almost felt like he was passing out from the passion and the way Brad made him feel. „Quite a big load for such a little slut. Now clean it up. With your mouth. And then I’ll show you what a real cumshot looks like“ Brad said as he pushed Benny‘s face into his own cum. Benny would have licked it all up without being commanded to but this way it was even more exciting for him. Brad guided Benny‘s head on his upper body with his huge hands „Fuck yeah kiss and suck on my abs, my nipples and huge pecs. Cause it’s not like you’ll encounter anything comparable anytime soon.“

As soon as Benny was finished he was grabbed by Brad again who set him down on the blanket. Brad stood up. He started to stroke his huge fat cock. Brad‘s hand wasn’t even big enough to close around it as it was fully hard now. Fully engorged.

Benny wanted to touch it and Brad let him. „Ha! You really are tiny.“ Brad exclaimed as Benny touched his cock with one hand. His hand was much smaller than Brad‘s and there was no way he could close it around Brad‘s enormous fleshy rod.

Brad laughed in excitement. „Damn I need to fuck you real soon, tiny little slut. I bet your hole’s as tiny as the rest of you. I‘ll breed you so hard you won’t be able to walk for days. Turning that hole into my personal pussy.“ It was obvious that the thought got him even hornier. Brad jerked off harder. And Benny was shaking a little again from the way Brad made him feel by talking like that. He couldn’t wait to feel Brad inside of him. „Yes daddy“ was all he could reply. Mesmerized by this huge muscle god jerking of in front of him. Brad started to moan as he worked his cock. His voice a deep baritone. His breath got quicker and more ragged. With a loud „Fuck“ Brad came aiming his rod towards Benny. Huge shots of thick and hot cum left his massive pole. Benny tried to count the shots but after the seventh shot the cum covered all of Benny‘s face and eyes so he lost count. Still the cum shower went on. Brad moaned and growled as he came. For Benny it felt like the cum drenched the whole of his body. It’s smell and taste was intoxicating. Benny already started to lick his face while Brad hadn’t even finished. Never had Benny experienced a man shoot so much before. Then the waves of cum subsided. Brad chuckled „Yeah, that’s what a proper slut should look like. Covered in daddy‘s potent hot semen. Next time I‘ll pump it deep into your pussy until it can’t hold it no more and you start to leak overflowing with my cum.“

Benny gasped. He wished that had happened just now. „Well slut, drink up. Enjoy daddy‘s cum“ and so Benny did. He lost himself in licking up that potent man‘s juice. Brad held his still hard and huge horse cock in front of his face and Benny didn’t even hesitate to clean it with his mouth and tongue „Yeah, that’s it, serve your daddy“ Brad commented.

Benny wasn’t done licking and swallowing everything but it seemed like Brad was satisfied. He got him on his feet. „You did well, little slut. I‘ll think that will be enough for our first time together. And I‘ll better start my work day soon.“ Brad explained.

Brad pulled Benny close, leaned down and kissed him. It was a very passionate kiss. And Benny froze. He wouldn’t have expected this kind of tenderness from Brad. He didn’t think a man like Brad would ever kiss him. But he enjoyed it nonetheless. Brad noticed his surprise. He took Benny in his arms. His voice was almost soft as he said „I‘ll certainly be the big dominant muscle brute any time I like and you’ll be my slut.“ He paused shortly. „But that doesn’t mean there won’t be a lot of tender, love and care going on between us as well.“ Hearing that Benny felt little electrifying waves all over his skin. Brad now emitted more warmth than heat.

„Let‘s hit the shower. I‘ll take you home right after.“ And so he did. Brad even parted with another long and deep kiss before they said goodbye and Benny left the car.

Benny was speechless. As the door closed behind him in his little apartment he felt like he had just woken up from a dream.

Benny and the mountain (Part 3)

It had been three days since Brad had carried Benny off to his place. Since Brad had subslutted him out without even fucking him.

For the last three days Benny had worked shifts during the day at the gym and had seen no sight of Brad. The giant hunk of a man hadn’t left Benny‘s thoughts for one minute since last they met.

Not even when Benny got his face and throat fucked twice in a bathroom stall during a shift. The throatfucker was Andrew. Andrew used to be one of his favorite roid bulls at the gym. Big guy, handsome face, around 1,85m, an 18cm cock and nice cumshots. Benny couldn’t help compare him to Brad and Andrew didn’t even come close in appearance, appeal and presence.

When he sucked Andrew he could only imagine how it would be to suck Brad‘s enormous pole. Wondering if it would even fit down his mouth and throat with it’s massive thickness. Still he sucked Andrew twice in a row like the good muscle bottom he is. And Andrew happily shoved his cock down his throat making him cry as the cock forced it’s way down. Again and again he went. Filling Benny up with a huge load. Getting hard immediately after cumming the first time because as he put it: „Damn Benny your throat pussy is the best I ever had.“ Just pushing the cock into Benny‘s mouth again right after finishing that sentence. And Benny rubbed one out during the second time.

He felt quite empty doing that though. The orgasm didn’t compare to the feelings that Brad had made him feel when they were in his apartment three days ago…

Benny was so eager to do night shifts and to see Brad again hopefully. He felt really dumb for not asking for his number before they parted ways. Then again it may have been for the better. Without his contact details he couldn’t text Brad non stop and seem like a desperate guy. It was probably good to wait a little.

One day and night later Benny was so excited to work he was practically beaming from joy. He had prepped extra well for tonight. And sure enough around 3am Brad entered the gym. Benny smiled at him but was also nervous again. Brad‘s presence just did that to him. „Hey Brad“ was all he could come up with when he saw him. Brad looked at him. It was a very reserved glance. As if Brad‘s mind was completely elsewhere. „Hi“ he responded and then he walked past Benny starting his training.

Benny was taken aback. Beforehand he hadn‘t been sure what to expect the next time they met. But sure enough he expected more than this.

Benny watched Brad push through a very intense arm session. Catching himself thinking about how he came and screamed like a girl when Brad pushed him into those huge flexed arms. He got wet but at the same time also angry. He really had hoped Brad would take him home again.

But Benny had enough self respect to not approach Brad again tonight. So he got busy with the usual work and prep at the gym for the upcoming day. And wasn’t even at the service desk when Brad left the building.

The following night the five guys who had gang banged and bred him a few days ago were training. Two of them winked at him when they entered the gym. Benny knew the game was on if he wanted. And damn yes he wanted to fool around after last night and the disappointing behavior from Brad.

So just as those five guys finished up he also found himself in the locker room checking in on the status of the bathroom stalls and the showers.

They eyed him immediately. „Would you look at that. I think someone wants to join us for a cardio session“ the biggest one of them said with a huge grin on his face. He was around 1,90m, dark skinned and very handsome. His smile could light up a room. Quite hung also, as Benny remembered. Around 20cm of very thick cut cock. He had pummeled and bred his ass the hardest the last time as well.

Benny walked closer. All of them were hard already. Five roided bulls. Taller and bigger than him. Massive pumped meat heads. Very different cocks though. Ranging from smaller than Benny’s with around 14cm to the big thick one with around 20cm. All of them seemed horny as fuck. Benny guessed the roids did that to them. Especially when they all watched each other pump their muscles.

The big guy pulled him close. „Fellas, guess we‘ll have another party tonight“ he announced as he pulled down his gym shorts freeing his cock. „Suck it“ he said and Benny did. As Benny got on his knees they formed a circle around him and he greedily sucked their cocks going round and round. Two of them came quickly showering him and his face with cum. They slapped their dicks on his face so the cum sprayed everywhere. The other three increased their wanking pace after they saw that. One of the guys, a blonde one with the 14cm cock who had already finished, beckoned him to get into doggy so he could eat out Benny‘s ass. Benny quickly got in position.

„Damn you‘ve got such a great muscle pussy. So pink and smooth“ the guy said before he started to lick and suck Benny‘s hole.

„Fuck yeah he does… slurp it quickly. I wanna breed him“ one of the others chimed in still stroking his cock. „Don‘t we all“ was the answer and all the guys laughed.

The tongue around Benny’s pussy lips felt so good. He loved getting eaten out. He tried hard to just float away on the feeling not thinking about anything.

The more he was getting eaten out the more he moaned. „Yeah keep moaning. It makes me fucking shoot“ Benny heard as warm jizz hit his face and body. He couldn’t tell which one of the guys just came and he didn’t care. He could only think of the joy of being a pussy boy and the distraction for his thoughts revolving around Brad.

„Damn Paul, just fuck him already“ he heard one of the guys say and sure enough he felt a hard throbbing cock enter his hole. „Look up and suck me“ the biggest one of them said right after. Benny was getting spitroasted. They manhandled him completely using him like a toy. Throat and pussy getting fucked at the same time. No particular rhythm to it. Just senseless sweaty breeding. He heard the guy fucking him getting more shaky and his breath getting ragged. And just like that the first load entered his hole. Benny felt excitement rippling through his body. All because he was getting bred again.

They pushed him towards one of the benches, picked him up and lay him back down on top of one of the guys. He entered his pussy immediately from behind. The thick dick was being pushed in deep.

„Let me fuck him, too. Wanna feel your cock, bro.“ Benny barely heard these words between all the moans and loud breathing. He felt another cock entering his pussy. He was getting fucked by two guys now. The big fella dangled his cock in front of Benny‘s face and commanded him to open up. As soon as he did he got throatfucked as well. Now having three guys fucking him at the same time.

The other two jerked off to the show and both shot again showering Benny with more cum. He was all sweat and cum already. It covered his face, hair and body. Pooling down on the floor mixed with sweat from all of them.

The whole locker room filled with the intense smell of roided muscle studs sweating, fucking and cumming.

They started taking turns to fuck his throat and pussy. He started to lose count of the loads that entered his body. His throat started to feel numb and his pussy did as well.

Unfortunately not one of those big guys had enough talent to hit his sweet spot properly. Bit of a shame, Benny thought. But they really only were big horny meat heads after all. Benny wasn’t even sure whether they were all gay or if they were just so horny from the roids and the workouts they just needed a hole. Any hole. And Benny was sure he was much better at taking several poundings than any woman. He was also sure the longer he got pounded the more his hole turned into a pussy. He could feel how the multiple cocks were reforming the inner walls of it right now, making it softer and more fleshy. The little bud getting bigger as well until it’s rim formed proper pussy lips eager for more and more cock.

That thought was what made this gangbang worthwhile for Benny. The longer he was fucked the more he felt like his lower parts were feminized. He was a muscular guy on the outside but was turning into a soft and submissive slut with a hole like a wet, pink and supple pussy to satisfy huge manly roided hunks and their cocks. Greedily taking in their loads until the pussy overflowed with potent semen.

He could feel it right now. Each cumshot he took filled him up more. He was sure he would start to just seep it out with the next few loads.

Each of the five guys had planted at least three loads on or inside of him so far and they still went on. „Damn that pussy is still feeling so good. I can’t stop.“ he could hear on of them say and the others agreed in unison. „Fuck yeah this pussy needs to be bred the whole night. I‘m gonna …. Fuck yeah I’m filling it up again.“ Benny felt another huge load getting dumped into his pussy. „Look at that guys… he can’t hold it in. Fucking pregnant pussy now.“

They started to take turns on his ass. All of them taking him doggy. His face and upper body firmly planted on a bench. Just a muscle pussy getting used again and again.

Benny couldn’t tell how long it went on. He was drowned in cum and men sweat. But he heard and felt the guys tap out one after another and hitting the showers. He was an object to them and was just getting used. The biggest guy lasted the longest. He clapped his ass after he came one last time inside of him. „Damn such a good pussy. Make sure to work more night shifts. Me and my bros are getting addicted to filling you up“ he heard the big guy say from behind. When Benny finally got up and turned around he was already walking towards the showers without even looking back.

And Benny sank down in front of the bench. Sitting in a huge puddle of sweat and cum. His pussy completely open, raw and leaking cum. Still he hadn’t climaxed. So he started to finger himself.

Benny couldn’t help himself any longer. His thoughts drifted of to Brad. He fantasized about getting fucked by him and that did wonders. Benny came in a matter of seconds thinking about that sexy and giant hunk.

As the orgasm washed over him he felt weird. He loved how his pussy felt. How he felt. A muscle boy with a pussy. But he certainly couldn’t care less about those five guys. As much as they probably thought about him as a mere sextoy he kinda thought the same of them. He didn’t care about their names, their personal life or whatever. He just cared about his pussy getting worked out by huge meatheads. And with every gangbang he thought he just might be getting closer to a perfect pussy. Perfect for a real stallion.

He got up and got into one of the bathroom stalls waiting for the other guys to leave so he could clean himself and the locker room properly. When he had finished and was ready to end his shift he realized that Brad hadn’t come in tonight. Benny bit his tongue in anger about himself. „It was a one time thing. Deal with it, you idiot“ he thought to himself as he left the building and started his way home.

Benny and the mountain (Part 4)

Benny‘s next shift was two days after the gang bang. It was a Friday night. Fridays meant a little more work for him because many people stop by in the evening to get a pump for their night at a party or club. Mostly stupid fuckers who only did some lifting to look good in a club. They usually left the gym a complete mess. No lift ethic, no gym etiquette. So Benny had a lot of reracking, replacing and reorganizing to do. That’s why he didn’t notice Brad entering the gym around 3 am.

Benny had already put the free weights area back in order and got busy with the rooms for group workouts right after. He continued with prepping the rooms for the trainers coming in on Saturday morning.

So when Benny was finished with the rooms and got the last stray kettlebells in hand to put them back, Brad had almost finished a very heavy chest and back training. Only one other guy was on the floor as Benny entered the area to put the kettlebells back. He saw Brad immediately. He wore a red stringer complementing his tanned skin. It also did wonders to show of his enormous and now fully pumped back. Brad was sitting on a bench facing the big gym mirror. Dumbbells on each side. Probably for rows. Benny stopped in his tracks to not draw his attention. But then he felt silly. He was doing his job after all.

Benny strut through the room. He could see Brad eyeing him in the reflection of the mirror. Benny turned his back towards him. He didn’t want to give him more attention than necessary. Fortunately someone had mixed up the kettlebells again and Benny could spend a little time sorting them by weight. As Benny bowed down to pick up the last kettlebell he felt a huge warm hand on his ass. „Hey Benny,“ he heard Brad‘s deep and enchanting voice say. Benny hesitated a moment but got up and turned around. Brad had gotten so close that Benny almost brushed his sweaty pumped chest with his nose as he turned. He had to arch his neck to look up into the face of a very amused Brad. „Hey Brad,“ Benny responded as he took a step back. He realized he couldn’t draw back further as he was now sandwiched between Brad and the kettlebell rack. „Damn that fucker,“ he thought.

„Haven’t spoken to each other in a few days, right?“ Brad said. „Sorry about the other night. I was so in my head when I got to the gym. When I left you were nowhere to be seen.“ Benny wasn’t sure what to make of this explanation. „Uhm yeah, not a big deal,“ he replied in a casual tone. He could feel himself getting drawn to Brad‘s scent again. The massive pump and the sweat running down on his whole body didn’t help. Brad looked even bigger than last time Benny had seen him up close.

„Well, work‘s been a lot lately,“ Brad continued as he seemed to have noticed Benny‘s mood. „I wouldn’t mind some distraction this weekend. How about you?“

Benny felt his heart jump. He bit his tongue in frustration. Why hadn’t he been more patient with Brad? It had only been a few days.

Then again gay dating culture had taught him not to trust any man. One minute you’re in and one minute you’re out. And that’s certainly how he had felt when Brad seemingly had given him the cold shoulder a few days ago.

But no use crying over spilled beans, he thought. So Benny did the only sensible thing: Adjusting his attitude. Cause if Benny was honest with himself he wanted to have as much fun with Brad as the gay gods would allow. He simply had the hots for him.

„I actually have this weekend off. Well, after tonight at least. Next shift is on Monday night,“ Benny tried his best to not show too much excitement in his voice. Brad smiled that warm smile he had smiled when they had parted ways the last time. He pulled him close and kissed him deep. Then he slid his hands down Benny‘s shorts massaging his big buns. Benny looked around quickly. They were actually alone on the floor now.

„Your buns feel thicker than the last time. Good boy,“ Brad commented in a low voice. „It was leg day today,“ Benny explained. „Glad you like it… Daddy,“ he added bravely. Brad grabbed his ass harder when he heard Benny say „Daddy“. He pulled him even closer so Benny‘s face was pushed into the massive chest. „Yeah, Babe. I‘m your daddy,“ Brad announced, his voice sounding even deeper than before. He spit in one of his hands and then reached back down for Benny‘s ass. Using his spit he wetted Benny‘s hole and pushed his first thick finger inside making Benny moan. „Yeah, moan for daddy and suck my huge muscle pecs while I finger your little pussy until you squirt and scream.“

Benny got hard hearing that. He just loved Brad‘s presence and the way he made him feel. He emitted pure manly dominance when he was like this. And so he eagerly serviced Brad‘s humongous chest which made him leak big loads of pre.

He paused in between „Fuck Daddy, you smell and taste so good“. Brad let two more fingers enter Benny‘s pussy hearing that. „Damn that feels so good,“ Benny added to his praises when he felt that. „Yeah? I‘ll finger you until you scream, little slut,“ Brad responded. He started to flex his chest more.

The feeling of the flexed muscles, the sweat and scent of a real man, the talented fingers in his pussy. All of it made Benny feel sheer joy. As Brad increased his fingering pace Benny moaned more and more. He couldn’t control himself any longer. He was shaking because all the nerve endings in his pussy were firing. And then he came. Screaming like a girl again.

„Damn yeah baby. Cum for daddy,“ Brad was very pleased seeing Benny like this. Brad kissed him still massaging his G-spot which only prolonged Benny‘s orgasm.

„Time to take you home,“ Brad announced.

Benny and the mountain (Part 5)

Benny’s whole body was shaky after that orgasm. Brad smiled at him „You good, cutie? I’ll hit the showers now.“ Benny pulled himself together „Yeah, go on. I’ll quickly wrap things up at the service desk.“ It was almost 5 am already. Right as Benny swapped places with the morning crew, Brad left the locker rooms. He walked out ahead of him and Benny followed suit.

As soon as they entered the car they couldn’t keep their hands from each other. Brad took charge and massaged Benny‘s pecs. „I love your juicy tits, I‘ll make them jiggle real good soon,“ he said and then he kissed him. Gentle at first but he pulled Benny on his lap and their kisses got more and more intense. Benny could feel Brad’s huge boner fill out his pants while they made out.

Brad took Benny to his place. They continued to make out in the elevator and the hallway. „You looked so good in that stringer today. Can you flex for me again?“ Benny couldn’t help himself. Brad’s insane physique was like an aphrodisiac to him. „Gladly,“ Brad responded as he took off his clothes. „Strip naked. I wanna see your luscious curves,“ he commanded.

As soon as they were nude Benny circled Brad while he flexed. His pump from the training session was still very apparent. Thick veins were showing everywhere. His pecs and back looked absolutely massive. As he bounced his pecs Benny got hard. Even harder es Brad spread his lats. His back was insanely wide and crazy defined. The striation showing through the skin on every muscle when he flexed.

„Fuck. You‘re so friggin huge“ Benny exclaimed out loud this time while touching the monstrous veiny back.

„Compared to you? Definitely. You‘re muscular but tiny. A sweet boy perfect to be turned into a muscle pussy,“ he said with a devilish grin on his face. He continued on: „But I‘ll grow even bigger. A week ago I started a new cycle that a buddy of mine recommended. If the progress I’ve seen on him is any indication I‘ll pack on quite a few more pounds in this bulk. Strength levels will go through the roof as well. You like that, don‘t you? I know you’re hungry for daddy‘s huge muscles. I‘ll grow them fucking gigantic for you,“ he exclaimed with pride and lust in his voice. „I‘m also getting hornier than usual,“ he added slapping Benny’s butt. Benny‘s pussy twitched so much hearing that and feeling the slap.

„Hot damn, yeah I’d love to see you grow even bigger. The bigger you get the more I wanna sub for you,“ Benny answered with excitement.

„That’s how it’s supposed to be. We‘re a natural pair after all. Huge muscle stallion and a small boy ready to be a muscle mare. I‘ll pussy you out good.“ As he finished that sentence he grabbed Benny and lifted him up. He placed Benny’s legs on his hips making him feel his cock growing under his ass. He kissed him again and again. Playing with his tongue. Brad was a great kisser and as much as he seemed to enjoy the kissing he must have thought similar of Benny.

When they paused, Benny sung more praises: „It feels amazing to make out while you lift me up. I hope I‘m not to heavy for you?“ Brad laughed „I could carry you the whole night. Even while grinding your little pussy, Benny. Don’t worry. I’m glad you like it. Cause I‘m getting fucking hard making out with you like this in front of the mirror.“ He turned a bit so Benny could see. It looked fantastic. His short muscular body interlocked with Brad‘s huge physique. The huge cock fully erect, leaking and throbbing with excitement under his bubble butt. And Brad‘s arms looking crazy huge from getting a little workout in. „Holy shit Brad, your size is so fucking hot.“ Benny‘s voice was an exhilarated whisper now. „I know it is,“ Brad replied confidently. He was now holding him with one arm and flexing the other. The view of that monstrous veiny biceps made Benny feel all the good feelings once again. Brad noticed that „Good slut getting wet and horny over my strong arms. Don’t you worry, you will worship them and the rest of my body the whole day.“

He walked down the hallway and through the apartment with Benny. They entered the bedroom and Brad set Benny down on a king size bed. „Let‘s see how talented your mouth and throat are.“ he said. Benny hesitated. „Uhm, I‘m not gonna complain but your cock is bigger than any cock I had before. Might not be possible for me to take it all.“

Brad smiled mischievously „Aw Babe, you’ll see what’s possible with your body soon enough.“ He kissed Benny and stroked his head gently. „You’re not the first guy I’ve slutted out. Trust me, it will fit. And soon you’ll have a proper throat pussy able to take my huge meat any time. But we‘ll start slow. Suck my balls first.“

Brad was so tall that Benny’s head was already facing his cock and balls as he was sitting on the bed. He started to touch the big nutsack with his soft hands and continued with cupping and kissing it passionately. His tongue and mouth joined in making Brad sigh in pleasure. „Yeah, worship my huge hairy balls,“ Brad said es he pushed Benny’s head into them. They smelled and tasted amazing to Benny. Brad‘s pre dripped down on his face as Benny continued to suck and massage the balls. Benny loved it but was still a bit worried about the monstrous size of that cock.

Brad pulled him up again. Kissing him and playing with Benny‘s pecs and nipples. He hugged him tightly. „I can feel you’re nervous. Concentrate on my deep voice instead of racking you’re brain, babe.“ Benny tried to do as he said. „Yeah, relax. Rest you‘re cute face on my huge hairy chest. Listen to my heartbeat.“ Brad requested as he ran his big hands down Benny’s back gently and continued to kiss him. He really made an effort making Benny relax. That sweet tenderness went on for quite a bit.

As Benny relaxed more and more Brad slowly pushed him downwards again so he could sit. He took Benny‘s head in his hands and guided it to the fat mushroom tip. Benny kissed it and licked it all over enjoying the salty precum. That tip was the thickest part of Brad‘s cock. Benny tried to put his mouth around it but couldn’t fit it in on the first try. Brad carressed his head, jaw and his ears. „You‘re doing good, babe,“ he said. His reassurance felt like a warm embrace to Benny. Brad bowed down and kissed him „Yeah, loosen up…just like that.“ Benny tried again while Brad was still carressing him. Brad‘s deep voice still echoing in his mind and the rhythm of his big heart joining in. Benny loved that sound and the feeling when he rested his head on Brad’s chest. Floating away on these thoughts he opened up his lips again. Ever so slightly the big mushroom head started to fit in until it had entered Benny’s mouth completely.

„Fuck yeah, good little slut. That was the hardest part,“ Brad cheered. He could go from gentle to dominant in a split second. He pushed his cock in a little more. Benny’s mouth never had been filled up like that. He could feel the mushroom head push against the back of his throat.

He usually considered himself to be a talented sucker who didn‘t gag anymore while sucking. But now he gagged. Tears welled up in his eyes. The cock wasn’t going down yet. But Benny was happy to be sucking it at all. So despite the gagging and crying he made a big effort to slurp it good. Judging by Brad’s low moans Benny did a nice job. But Brad grew a little impatient. „My cock is maybe down in your mouth a third of it‘s size. Be a good slut and take it all in.“ Brad slapped him and pushed the cock in harder. Benny felt his cock and pussy twitch hard. But he gagged even more as the cock forced it‘s way down. Brad pulled the wet and rock hard cock out and whipped Benny‘s face with it. Benny loved this show of dominance. „Damn Daddy, slap me again with your monster cock,“ he begged. A „Fuck yeah“ and an even harder cock slap was Brad’s answer.

Immediately after he pushed Benny on the bed completely and rotated him so his head was turned towards the the wall. „Just stay there on your back,“ Benny was told. Brad also got into the bed climbing behind Benny‘s head. As he saw Brad moving it dawned on Benny. Brad would get on top of him now and facefuck him. Benny felt so eager to please him. „Open up, you little slut.“ Brad commanded as he got down. And the huge cock entered Benny‘s mouth. Brad pushed harder and Benny‘s throat got overwhelmed by sheer force. His monster cock broke the throat in hard. Brad let his cock rest in there a bit without moving while Benny gagged and cried. „Fuck yeah, that’s it. Gag and cry for me, tiny bitch. I‘ll turn your throat into a wet and sloppy pussy now.“ Brad was fucking excited. Benny could feel the monster cock grow even harder inside his throat. „Bet you never had a man treat your throat like that before. I‘ll make that throat my fucktoy,“ Brad yelled. And he was right. Benny had never experienced a facefuck like this.

Brad continued on and started to push his cock in and out of Benny. He only slit out long enough for Benny to catch a quick breath. No one had dominated Benny like this before. His cock was limp but leaking loads. It was a crazy weird new feeling to him. He felt even more submissive and slutty than the last time he had been with Brad.

„Fuck Babe, your throat is still so tight. I‘ll break it in like a good virgin pussy,“ Brad said while moaning deeper and increasing his pace. „God, I love me a virgin throat pussy. It’s mine now.“ The excitement and lust in Brad’s voice was intoxicating for Benny. As Brad pulled out completely Benny had to cough and gasp for air. Brad climbed over him and rested the wet monster cock on Benny’s juicy tits. Brad looked down. His expression full of lust. He slapped his donkey dick on Benny’s chest repeatedly. „You‘ve been a good little muscle slut so far. Want me to dick down your throat pussy? To fuck it till you can’t take it no more? Yeah? Of course you do.“

Benny‘s throat was super sore already. The desire to please Brad was greater than any soreness though. „Please daddy. Please use my throat like a good pussy,“ he croaked.

As an answer Brad pushed his little body around until Benny’s head was resting at the edge of the bedframe. Brad got up to stand in front of his face. The huge throbbing cock almost touching his mouth. Again, Brad slapped Benny‘s face with it. Precum and spit sprayed around. Benny wimpered like the good little slut he was.

„I‘m gonna fuck the shit out of your face and throat now. Open up.“

And Brad didn‘t lie. He entered the throatpussy brutally. „Damn, I can see my fucking horse cock sliding in and out of your throat, little slut. So hot.“ Benny‘s throat expanded enormously whenever Brad entered. The outline of his cock clearly visible through the skin. With every deep thrust Brad’s big hairy balls swung into Benny’s face. The throat and face were getting fucked good and hard. Benny felt feverish experiencing this. This kind of domination was feeling beyond amazing for him. It almost was like his cock and balls grew smaller while still leaking. He fantasized about them turning into a pussy completely.

As Brad’s thrust got quicker he moaned louder and deeper. „Fuck, gonna fill that throat pussy up good now,“ he yelled out. Huge loads were pumped down Benny‘s throat. His throat had given up any and all gag reflexes. The semen just washed down in big waves filling him up. Benny swallowed it all. He loved Brad‘s potent hot cum. He was getting addicted to it. Addicted to the taste of a real man.

„Fuck yeah, such a good little muscle slut. Taking your muscle daddy’s horse cock and huge loads all in deep,“ Brad said with passion in his voice.

As soon as he was done breeding Benny‘s throat he got into the bed again and pulled Benny to his side. Benny‘s throat felt violated but he also felt deeply aroused. He clung tightly to Brad. „Let me taste that freshly fucked throat pussy,“ Brad said as he kissed Benny. They continued to make out. Kissing and massaging each other’s bodies.

Benny was horny as fuck from the treatment of his throat and the loads that had been pumped into him. He wanted to get dicked down so bad. „I want your cock inside me. Please, break in my hole like you did with my throat, daddy,“ Benny almost begged him.

Brad grinned „Getting addicted to my horse cock, huh? Want me to pussy you out real good, yeah?“

„I‘m so horny after the throatfuck… my hole is practically screaming for cock,“ Benny confessed.

„Just how it should be. Go on, place that delicious bubble butt on my face. I wanna eat you out,“ Brad told him. As soon as Benny sat down on his face Brad got to work with his mouth and tongue. Brad‘s beard tickling his plump cheeks. It felt fantastic. Benny loved to get rimmed and eaten out. While Brad loosened up his hole, Benny kissed, sucked and licked Brad‘s cock and balls again. Not that Brad needed it. The enormous flesh rod was fully erect again and ready to go any time. Benny still couldn’t believe that he had taken this huge thing down his throat. Brad really was doing an amazing job of slutting Benny out and he loved it.

The rimming made Benny relax and moan even more. „Fuck, I need you inside me, daddy,“ he said. Brad didn’t need to hear that twice. He turned Benny on his back ready to start in missionary. He lubed his monster cock and Benny‘s hole up real good. „Your hole should take this a little easier than your throat. So I‘ll just do as I please cause my cock is so fucking hard right now. A hole of your size is like a virgin hole to me. Fucking love that. I‘ll break it in good and hard,“ Brad was pulsating from lust and heat. And he didn’t lie. He placed the huge tip of his monster cock on Benny‘s hole. It had never experienced this size before and it wasn’t letting it in easy. Involuntarily Benny drew away a little because of the pain. But Brad just pulled him close again and pushed it in with brute force. „No way back no. You‘ll take my fucking horse cock,“ he said in a commanding tone. Benny‘s pain mixed with undeniable arousement. He screamed as his hole gave in. „Fuck yes.“ Brad yelled. He slapped Benny again out of sheer excitement. The sudden change of attention for his thoughts made the cock go in even easier. And then the cock was all the way in. Brad went down on him like a bull in heat: „That‘s it. I‘ll pussy you out like no other. You‘re my little bitch. I‘ll drill you until your hole is a soft and open pussy ready to be used and brutally fucked by me for hours.“ Benny could only moan in agreement. The feeling of that enormous cock inside him was almost overwhelming. Brad fucked him in a tight missionary position. His giant body overpowering Benny hard. Brad pushed Benny‘s legs apart and behind his ears so he could plow him as deeply as possible. His huge cock reached farther inside his hole than Benny had ever felt any other cock reaching before.

The enormous size filling out his pussy hit all the right spots. And how could it not given it’s proportions. Brad‘s pace was ever increasing. He pumped Benny‘s pussy hard making his whole body move which each thrust. Benny‘s juicy muscle tits jiggled good. Brad‘s sweat was flowing down over them both. Benny felt amazing feeling and smelling it. His pussy twitched even more. It was practically getting destroyed by the intense fucking. Each time the massive cock pushed deeper inside Benny he let out a high pitched moan which made Brad fuck even harder „Fuck yeah, you moan like a girl losing her virginity. Such a good little muscle bitch. Moaning for daddy.“

Brad sucked and squeezed Benny‘s tits while fucking him. He plowed Benny‘s pussy like no one ever did before. The view of that pumped and sweaty muscular body, the feeling of the big hands squeezing his tits, the monster cock hitting the his G spot over and over… Benny’s breath got quicker and his moans louder. He started to shake violently because Brad hit his pussy so good. „Fuuuuck yeah, cum for me little bitch. Make that pussy squirt.“

And Benny came. The orgasm washed over him in hot waves. Every thrust from Brad provoking another wave that made him shake harder. His half hard cock just leaking cum.

Benny‘s orgasm fired Brad up even more. He just continued to brutally fuck the shit out of Benny’s newly formed pussy. The orgasm slowly subsided but Benny‘s pussy was still tingling crazily since Brad didn’t stop. On and on Brad went. „Don’t you think I‘ll cum anytime soon. Takes fucking ages after I shot once. But all for the better to reshape your pussy with my donkey dick,“ he exclaimed with fervour. Benny lost all feeling for time while Brad pussied him out like a raging stallion. And sure enough Brad‘s relentless pounding made Benny cum again. „Ohhh daddy I‘m cumming again…“ he said almost crying with a shaky voice. And then he screamed even louder and shook even more violently than the first time. Brad couldn’t contain his excitement hearing and seeing that. The pounding got even harder. „FUCK, fucking horny little slut. Fucking cumming again for daddy. YES,“ he shouted.

While Benny was still shaking Brad scooped him up, his cock staying inside Benny. He lifted him up, held him with his strong arms, placed his legs on his hips and continued to fuck him. Benny was almost losing his mind experiencing this. He had always dreamed about getting fucked like this and it was finally happening. Benny’s exhilaration was matched by Brad’s who feverishly smashed him up and down on his giant flesh rod. It didn’t take long for Benny to cum a third time in a row. That third orgasm pushed Brad‘s buttons as well. He drilled Benny even harder extending the fireworks in his pussy. And then Brad came too. He pushed Benny against the wall. He was roaring like a beast and flooding Benny‘s pussy with huge amounts of cum „Fuck yeah, take it. Take daddy‘s potent sperm. I‘ll make you fucking pregnant, slut.“

Benny moaned hearing that. But as Brad’s loads ran dry he started to feel exhausted from the intense pounding and the multiple orgasms. Brad still held him in his arms as waves of cum started to subside. He kissed Benny softly and carried him over to the bed.

„You did good for the first time being with a real man, Benny.“ Brad assured him. „We‘ll work on your ability to take my poundings,“ he winked at Benny saying that. „Yeah, I wanna be able to take your cock any time you need me to,“ Benny whispered back. „You will soon,“ said Brad as they started to spoon. Brad held Benny tightly in his arms and Benny drifted off and fell asleep.

Unfreakingbelievable! This is SO damn hot! Beautiful work!

Hello guys and girls, Here’s a close-up of a new characters’s torso, Thibault. Hope you’ll like him. He is bigger than my other models so far… More to come. Alex #albronmuscle #musclefetish #muscle #torso #hair #muscular #gayart #gay #beard #piercing #pecs #abs #biceps #artoftheday #instagay #baramen #bara

This guy is blowing me away! Literally, I may blow!

Just another image I did… It was basically a test for body hair…

https://www.youtube.com/embed/hQnPSsLiYqs?feature=oembed&amp;enablejsapi=1&amp;origin=https://safe.txmblr.com&amp;wmode=opaque

Yep. It is DEFINITELY time to get back to the gym!

(via https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=hQnPSsLiYqs)

SO amazing BIG and THICK!

Deadlifts, my favs

Kettle bell games

Never skip the leg day

Never skip the leg day