Story: Frank From: plpwshf@aol.com I was working late one night helping a friend of mine, Jerry, close down the restaurant. He had made a comment earlier that he wanted to talk to me about something but was very vague. After the last person left we were still cleaning the last of the dishes. He asked me if I had ever met a power lifter. I said no, but thought it was cool how they work their bodies to the point to be able to lift a lot of weight. He then told me that his roommate was a lifter of sorts, he never competed but was huge. He also told me that his roommate was a night watchman at a construction site and that is where he did most of his lifting. He then asked me if I wanted to stop by the site and watch him workout. I said sure, little did I know what I was in for. We arrived at the site and the gate was open enough for us to walk in. I saw in the distance what looked like a cement bucket being lifted in the air and then lowered back down almost to the ground, behind a pile of lumber. As we got closer, that is exactly what was happening. The bucket was attached to the large pole. It went up so the bottom was as high as my head and came back down. My friend called out, "Hey Frank, you here?" The weight hit the ground and then I saw the biggest human I have ever seen in my life. As he came around the corner I was face to face with an eight pack that looked like cinder blocks. His chest was the size of both of us side by side. Now keep in mind, my friend and I are about the same size, 5'8 and weigh 180 each. This man had to be close to 7 foot or more, and weigh close to 350 lbs. He greeted us with a smile and hand shake, my hand looked like a child in his, in fact I looked like a small child next to him. He brought us around the pile of lumber that were there and I looked at what he was lifting. They were cement buckets filled with water. Frank said that he needed to do one more set then he could talk to us. He grabbed the pole and commenced his last set of bicep curls. I stood there with my mouth wide open and my dick rock hard watch this hulk of a man curl this weight another 12 times, with very little difficulty. I asked him how much they weighed and he said oh this is around 450-475 pounds. I almost came in my pants! He set the weight down and asked Jerry and I to get some of the rebars that were piled over on the side. We brought him about 25 of them, which were about 1 inch in diameter and about 15 – 20 feet in length. I asked Jerry what he needed these for. Jerry said that it was a game that Frank and Jerry played, Jerry asked if I wanted to play too? Sure why not! Frank handed me one of the bars and asked me if I could bend it. I tried and he laughed at me. "No watch, this is how to bend steel." He took the bar and started to bend it into a horseshoe shape with hardly any effort. "This is what I like to do with them, Jerry come here." Jerry walked over in front of him and put his arms straight out from his side. Frank put the bar around Jerry's back and bent the bar around Jerry's chest, criss-crossed it then took it between Jerry's legs and up over his back, down over the shoulders and then wrapped it back around the original cross. All this was done with no effort on Frank's behalf. But his muscles were swelling up. His arm was about the size of my thigh, which is around 26 inches. Frank looked at me and said want to try that? Sure why not! I stood perfectly still as Frank bent this bar around me the same as before. Silly me, I said now what? Frank smirking said now I workout my arms and shoulders. He grabbed the steel bar and slowly lifted us in a side biceps curl. His arm exploded with veins and muscle as he slowly lifted us like we weighed the same as a small sack of potatoes. He had only lifted us enough for him to get comfortable with the weight. There I was about a foot off the ground with this man smiling. I asked him, don't you find us heavy? Not at all watch. He commenced to curl us about 50 times without stopping. Then up over head we went for another 50 reps. It was to say the least awesome. After he put us down I commented that I never met anyone that could military press me like that. He giggled and said that was a shoulder press, this is a military press. He put one large hand on my chest and the other in my crotch and again lifted me with great ease. I am looking down over 10feet from the ground and this guy says, your light compared to what I usually do which is almost three times your weight but what the hell, let me do a few reps. After about 100 reps, him laughing the whole time, he set me down. I said there's not much that you can't do is there? As we were laughing we heard a noise that came from the gate we came in. He told us not to move and disappeared into the yard. A few minutes passed and we heard a small scuffle and he came back over carrying two good-sized guys, one over each shoulder. "Looks like more weights for me tonight," Frank said. "You could probably press us and them," I said. Frank knelt down and asked us to climb on so we did. Hang on! He did another 50 shoulder presses with our 180 and at least 220 from the unconscious guys, 400 lbs of human and Frank's loving every minute of it. He puts us down and then takes another rebar and ties these guys up. He used two just to prove a point. He said let's have some fun. Jerry and I stood in front of these guys and slapped them to wake them up. They were shocked to find they were tied up and then even more so to find out what was holding them. They said you guys couldn't have done this, we said sure we did and we're going to use you guys for a bicep routine. No way. We grab the bar at their chest and one in their groin and lifted these two off the ground and started doing bicep curls. Of course Frank is behind these guys and he is doing ALL the lifting. The guys about pissed their pants. We took it one step farther and said to light, let's do it with one hand. So we shifted our hands and just `used' one hand. The one guy came right there on the spot. We set them down and told them that we would release them if they promised never to trespass again. They quickly agreed, we said that we wanted them not to see where they were so we stuck two bags over their head. Frank undid the bars and we guided them back to the main gate. Frank hid and Jerry and I took the bags off and told them to run. They moved so fast, I almost thought I saw smoke coming from their shoes. On the way back, Frank asked us if we wanted a ride back? Thinking he meant piggyback we said sure. He went behind us and told us not to move. He put his arm between our legs and lifted us on his biceps. He bounced us up and down all the back to where the buckets were. Feel free to continue.