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This huge, sweaty muscle dad looks down at you and flexes his massive arm in your face. He grabs the back of your neck with his infinitely powerful hand and pulls your face to his arm and shouts, “Lick it! Lick it you tiny f**king insect! Lick it and taste whet a real man tastes like!” After a minute or so of licking his gigantic, rock-hard arm, tasting the salty, oily taste of his ‘roid sweat, he moved my face into his armpit. At first the scent was nauseating, I couldn’t breathe and I nearly passed out. Then it all changed. The strong, reeking stench started to just smell of strength and power. I started inhaling deeply and he just said, “Good boy!” While patting my head with his gigantic paws. After a couple of minutes, he said, “Now it’s time for you to lift!” He put nearly double the amount I usually lift and against my protests, he forced me to lift. I thought of muscle dad’s funk and the weight was light. He learned over, looked at me and said, “That was light, wasn’t it? Just wait until we get back to my place. I’m going to fill you up with muscle dad’s muscle seed until it’s flowing out of your mouth and ears! Then my muscle boy will grow bigger and stinkier than his mustache daddy! You will soon be an unstoppable muscle giant boy… and you will be a bottom too. You’ll see. NOW LIFT!”

When signing up at my new University, I mentioned to my counselor that I wanted to room with another gay guy so I didn’t have to worry about being in the closet. He thought for a minute and said, “I think I know the guy.” Two hours later and I was in this guy’s apartment for a tour. I weigh about a third as much as him, but I must have made an impression: at one point he said “let’s end to tour in my room big guy.” I said, “You are bigger than I am” touching one of his arms. Then he ran a hand over the front of my pants. I think that I am going to enjoy this school and judging by my new roommate’s moans: so is he!

I was told that the carpenter I hired to build my new garden shed. I have noticed that he is a little too eager to show off his huge muscles. I really don’t mind though: he’s really strong and good at building things. He’s an enormous man and I quite enjoy watching him. I have been encouraging the monster to show off the me. Watching those huge, rippling muscles move and glistening with sweat. I swear he grown bigger in the short time he’s been working on my project. He’s been hinting at wanting a daddy and we are going out tonight. I hope I can climb someone this enormous!

I went in to the office early one Saturday morning, thinking that I would be totally alone. I was hearing noises from the other side of the building. It was around the art department. So I called over there and Mike answered the phone. Mike is a huge bodybuilder that I definitely have a crush on. I told him that I was relieved the noises were him and not some intruder. He said, “I can come over and work near your office if you would feel safer, but I just got out of the gym. I’m not dressed for work and I might smell a little sweaty from the gym.” I told him that the big, empty building was giving me the creeps. Then I asked him to come over. He gave me the little show that/posing routine on the video and then settled in on the computer in my secretary’s space. We wrapped things up a few hours later so I offered to buy him lunch. He answered, “My mom says that boys only buy you a free lunch if they want something from you.” I answered, “I definitely want something from you!” He looked down at me and said, “Then let’s definitely get some lunch together!” It looks like I have an enormous new buddy!

I keep telling my friend, “Stop borrowing my clothes: they don’t fit you anymore!” I mean, look at what he just did trying to put on my tee shirt. We used to trade clothes back in our school days, but that was before he became a gigantic muscle freak! Now he destroys almost everything those harder than concrete hands of his touch!