From: John Bowling Subject: Kid Muscle Freak Date: Mon, 24 Jun 1996 03:19:24 -0700 (MST) This story is not complete. It could be used as one where you add a chapter. Kid Muscle Freak Part 1 by John Bowling I opened the door, stomped in, and slammed it closed. "Damn! George, go beat the hell out of that kid!" "Wait, slow down. What happened, and what kid?" "The muscle bound hustler that raped me down on Polk street this afternoon!" "A young hustler raped you?" "Yea, I wouldn't fuck him, so he forced me!" "Hold it! Tell me the whole story from the start. So far you're not making any sense." "Ok. I went down to Le Salan on Polk street to take back those tapes we got yesterday, and this kid was out in front showing off his well built body. He had big, well defined muscles buldging everywere, and my dick sort of got rock hard in seconds." "So you got horny over this kid who was built like Mr. America. Was he cute?" "Yea, and his dick was hard and huge, to. Or was soon after he saw mine." "Your giant dick could turn on a heterosexual male horse, and make him jealous!" "Well, anyway, we looked each other over for a few seconds, and then I took the tapes inside. I dropped them off, and stepped back outside. He was just outside the door, blocking my way, and had his hands behind his head. When he saw me, he flexed his entire body hard. "Fuck me!" he whispered as I stopped in front of him. "Fuck me hard!" He moved his hips forward and ground his hard dick against mine. "How old are you?" I asked him, and he said "Old enough to give you the best damn muscle fuck of your life!" "Kid", I told him "I have a lover, and I'm very happy with him." "Then why are you so horny?" "Well built men turn me on, especially when they flex huge and hard. but my lover has a lot more muscle than you have!" "Is he here now?" "No." "Looks like you've got to settle for a younger, smaller muscle man!" "I can wait!" "Damn it, I want your huge dick up my muscle bound ass now!" "I said I can wait!" He had allready pushed me back against the wall, and that's when he grabbed me, forced my arms behind my back, and said: "You are going to fuck me now or I'll break your arms!" They were already pushed back, and they are still sore. "Ok, let's just go someplace more private!" "Ok, through there to the alley, and there's an empty garage." We got down to it, and it was locked. He reached up with his right hand and wrapped his fingers around the padlock. "Watch my muscles, or better yet, feel them flex!" I gripped his forearm with one hand and his upper arm with the other. I felt them buldge hard as I squeezed. He twisted the lock and snapped it off in three seconds. My dick was throbbing afterwards, and he continued to flex his arm as he rubbed my dick with his other hand. "I'm glad my muscles turn you on so hard, and so...o huge!" He pushed the door open, and we found a garage full of boxes. He closed the door, pushed a box in front of it, and then pushed me over against the wall between two big boxes. He opened my pants and took out my dick, and dropped his own shorts. He then pressed up against me, placed both hands on the boxes, lifted himself up until my dick slipped between his legs, and lowered himself until it was pressed against his ass. He slowly lowered himself and it popped in, and continued to enter. "Damn, it's bigger than I though. 'Bout time I found one that could satisfy me. God it feels so good up there!" He was so damn strong I couldn't resist him. He didn't let me go until he had cum four times, flexing rock hard with my hard dick rammed all the way up his ass each time. When he finally let me go, I was tired, sore, and spent. He said his name was Billy and he wanted to meet you. I said no and then came right home. "Did you like it?" "Fuck yes. Damn, I like that kid's super built body." "Better than mine?" "No, but I would like both of you together. Wrestling! Huge, hard flexed muscle verses huge, hard flexed muscle. And I'll fuck the hell out of the winner while he holds the loser down. And then the loser. Damn, I'm hard as hell again!" Just then, the door bell rang. George went to answer it, and brought the kid in. "Is he the one?" "Yea, super muscles and all! George, strip him and lets see that muscle bound boy's body of his." "It's better than both of your's put together!" The kid said. "Are you super man enough to strip me?" He asked George. "He's more than man enough! He's strong enough to beat the shit out of you, kid!" "Stronger than a boy! Gee, must take a real man to be that strong!" "You should know. Ever been beat by a man before?" "The only way men have beat me in the last couple of years has been by beating me off! And it takes a strong man to do just that! Try these on for size!" He flexed both biceps, huge, hard, with every cord of muscle straining. "George, straighten out his arms. Unflex those muscles of his!" George grabbed his wrists, and his triceps buldged as he strained against the boy's muscles. Slowly, he straighted out the kid's arms. I gripped the kid's bicep and George's tricep, squeezing on them, feeling the cords straining as hard a steel. "George, you're taking the kid's hard dick up your ass while I fuck the hell out of him!" I grabbed the boy's dick and pointed it up George's ass. "Kid, ram that huge thing up his ass hard! George, force his arms behind his back, while I give the kid a real fucking! Kid, make him use all his strength to hold you. Force back on him and put his arms behind his back!" I was in muscle heaven. Two super bodies, both of them loving getting it up the ass, and my lover, the stronger of the two, an absolute slave to my huge dick, willing to use his muscles in any way I wished. I had fucked George hard many times as he flexed his hard, pumped muscles. I fucked him when he was lifting heavy weights. I made him lift beyond his strength, forcing him to grow stronger and bigger. And now I had a young muscle man, with a dick near as big as mine, who was just as much a slave to my dick as he was. And they were both fighting each other over it, huge muscles buldging steel hard. I felt the hard flexing muscles of both of them, and forced my dick hard up his ass. It wasn't easy shoving it past his powerfull sphincter, which was flexed hard along with the rest of his body. I had developed strong muscles in my own body by forcing my dick up George's ass and now I used that strength to ram it hard up the kid's ass. From: Date: Tue, 25 Jun 1996 22:30:25 -0400 Subject: Kid Muscle Freak, Part 2 Here is a quick continuation of the story that John started. Bob My giant cock started ramming up the Kid's ass. I had to really force it in at first because he was clamping down so hard. But soon my balls were slapping against the Kid's ripped glutes as my shaft plunged all the way into him. Meanwhile the Kid had started slamming into George's ass. I could also see that the Kid was still straining against George, trying to force his arms back up away from his sides, where George's iron grip kept them. As I said, George was incredibly strong from the workouts I forced him to do. He was able to curl 100 pounds with one hand, but I could see that he was having a hard time keeping the Kid under control. My cock got as hard as a steel pipe at the thought of this kid outmuscling my lover, who had to be twice his age. The Kid had forced his arms out away from his side, despite George's efforts. The Kid was gritting his teeth, from the effort he was making to free himself, as well I'm sure from the sensations of my dick bashing his prostate while he fucked the older muscle dude that he was struggling with. George was panting from the effort of containing the Kid. Since we were facing the mirror I could see the sweat pouring off his forehead, his chest hair matted with sweat from his exertions. With each inhalation George's chest boomed forward, striations of muscle jumping into relief. By now the Kid had his arms straight out at his shoulders. The heads of the deltoids were bulging right in front of my face. I slammed into him while I saw the brutal twisting of his shoulders. I saw the look in his face then in the mirror. His mouth was in a twisted smile because he knew that he was going to win. He was slowly bringing his arms up, even as he continued to ram George's ass. "Yeah, strong man. Thought you were gonna beat me. Still think so now? Still think that you're stronger than this kid?" he taunted George. George was gasping, and gurgled out, "Never give in to you." I watched as the Kid brought his huge arms up. The biceps were starting to flex now, and I realized for the first time how truly freaky this kid was. He was really young, and only about 5'5", but his arms had to be at least 21 or 22" around! The peak started to show as the Kid continued his slow flex to conquest. Suddenly, he jerked his hands up and completed the double biceps pose. I saw him in the mirror, his arms cramped up into twin mountains of dense, vascular muscles, and he had grabbed onto George's wrists, holding them up in his triumph. I focussed on the back view of his arms right in front of me and then moved my head so that it was resting on his right biceps. The hardness of his muscles, as he flexed tighter around my neck, was unbelievable to me. Harder even than George's 20 inch guns. I was able to move a little to lick the vein that pulsed on top of the peaked muscle that imprisoned me. At the sight of George conquered and me in the mirror, hypnotized by the Kid's muscles and power, I started shooting. I was slamming the Kid's ass, even as he held me in place with his huge arm. He kept pumping George, and my cock squirted hot load after hot load into the Kid's ass. His asshole was clamping around my cock like a steel clamp, and each contraction of his made me shoot again. George had started spraying his cum onto the mirror several feet in front of him. Each glob made a thwacking sound as it hit the mirror. Finally, I stopped moving my hips, completely spent. George was bent over at the waist, breathing deeply, the last drop of cum hanging from his swollen cockhead. The Kid stood there, a nasty grin on his face. These two older studs had been worn out by him, and he was getting off on it. I pulled my long cock out of the Kid, and he slowly pulled out of George. Then he turned my lover around and struck a quick most muscular pose. George just stuck his face in the Kid's pecs, trying to nuzzle the nipples pointing downward from his Herculean chest. Both George and I started feeling the Kid's muscles, marvelling at how hard, dense, and vascular they were. "Kid, how old are you anyway?" I asked. "Nineteen?" The Kid smiled again and said, "Guess again." "Eighteen then." The Kid smiled and said, "I'm 15." "No fucking way," George screamed. "These fucking muscles are a kid's muscles," the Kid said, puffing out his chest. "Muscle freak kid." I looked at him a little closer and thought that it may be true. His cheeks and chin were very smooth, as if he didn't need to shave much. And there was very little hair on his body, which I had just thought was lack of hairiness in general. But there was nothing youthful about his cock! Even half hard now it was at least 6 inches long. I had seen it before it rammed up George's ass, and it was thick and covered in veins. "You can't be that young, guy," I said. "No one that young could be so strong." "Believe it man. I've been huge forever. Even in the fourth grade I was stronger than my old man. I was outlifting him when I was 11, and he was one strong dude." I couldn't believe how fortunate I was that I had met this Muscle Kid after all. "Kid, show us how strong you are," I asked.