From: FSP To: "'silicondog@earthlink.net'" Subject: MIGHTY SAMSON 1 Many of us sneer at the pro-wrestling scene. All faked, right ? Well, yes and no. Some of the huge ogres are still there but increasingly the men are powerful, handsome bodybuilders of various ethnic backgrounds. Its no secret to the promotors that sex sells and having groomed studs out there in skimpy outfits sells seats and TV time. The fans are male and female, straight and not so, and in some cases just weird. However, their money is good. Matches include the "macho" factor: lots of posing and flexing for the crowd's delight. Make that crowd horny, get the chicks warm and wet, pump up the men's testosterone levels. Make it appear that the wrestlers hate each other, love each other, or whatever. Bring in a couple of female bimbo bodybuilders for the guys to oogle. You get the picture by now. So, Mighty Samson (or Sam to his fans) was very popular with the crowd. His huge, hairless physique with colossal arms and legs, sexy thrusting pectorals, and handsome face were framed by the long blond hair which cascaded down his broad back. Another feature not directly mentioned in the wrestling magazines but obvious to any reader might be his big "endowment." Rumors flew that Sam could make women cum just by sticking it in. Male fans tended to have penis envy whenever they thought of him. Match one. Sexy Sam strutted through the crowds enjoying himself as crazed fans reached out to touch his big chest, his nipples, his arms, and even his legs. One teen bitch got her small hand through the metal railing to paw his meat. All of this excited the star and sure enough, he had a boner by the time he reached the ring. His opponent was Chico, a young Latino bodybuilder new to the scene. This was Chico's first match. It had been well rehearsed in advance, of course. Both men wore trunks and not goofy costumes. Hot bodies did not require those. And so they began to wrestle .... Ten minutes into the match in preparation for a take down, Chico was to lift Sam by the back of his trunks and throw him to the mat. Not that rare a move but as most things in life, it all went terribly wrong from the start. Chico grabbed the top of Sam's trunks and pulled with all his might. But.... ! These were not the trunks used for wrestling. Some careless staff member had put out Sam's posing trunks by mistake and nobody had actually noticed since they were the same color and design. The posing trunks were made of a weaker nylon material and not intended to stretch much or withstand anything like the force Chico was using. The fans gasped and gawked as the red nylon withdrew entirely into Samson's cavernous butt crack. He was mooning millions with his gigantic, trembling white muscle mounds. Too late to move the cameras to a commercial. And then, suddenly, as Sam's body left the mat there was a ripping noise. Both men heard it. They were front to front when Chico felt the soft scrotum rub against his sweaty thigh. He quickly fell atop Mighty Samson but fans closest to ringside saw a very thick, semi-hard male organ and its attached gonads for a couple of lewd seconds. The referee quickly counted Samson out and Chico was named the winner (not the way it was supposed to happen at all). Bells clanged, the cameras went to a commercial, and referees appeared with a robe and towel. Besides the humiliation of his indecent exposure before his fans and the loss of the match to a first-time punk "nobody", Sam's bulky genitals had been crushed by Chico's 220 pounds falling on top of them. The superstar groaned in pain and cursed loud enough for many to hear as the three referees tried to get him into the robe without displaying any more private parts to the vulgar public some holding binoculars !. He would soon punish Chico in the confines of his isolated dressing room located in a basement of the arena. Samson was the cruelest sadist in the business both in and out of the ring. Especially out of it. And he knew a few others who liked to use their big muscles along with his in the same rough games. The events which follow are quite shocking and not for the faint and frail. While other matches carried on in the arena, Sam returned to his dressing room to plan his revenge. He called on two very big wrestlers to help him out. "Bring that fucker Chico in here, NOW !" The giants lumbered out and returned with the kid two minutes later. They had found him in the shower and he was wet and covered only with a towel. He began to tell Samson how sorry he was but got a hard slap across the face. When Chico began to protest again, the goons grabbed his big arms. Sam then got right into his face and spit at the same time snapping the towel off the wet wrestler's waist. "Now, Chico, you're going to pay for what you did. Think you can crush my big baby-makers in front of my fans, do you ? The kid's brown testicles were shaped like a huge pear and hung very, very low.. Easy to hold on to. Sam was using them now for punching bags as one of his mates stuffed a soiled jock strap into the open mouth of the howling Latin muscleboy. Stepping around to the kid's back, Sam ordered his men to bend the kid over face to the floor and spread his thick legs apart. Samson's sore cock was now fully hard and throbbing and he continued to massage his injured nuts from time to time. They would be OK. .The blond superstar began to stretch Chico's ball bag back between his legs. " How far can I pull these, Chico ?" asked Sam as his enforcers applied more pressure to their captive's strong arms. The scrotum must have stretched past 7 inches in length but nobody was measuring. Sam was too busy forcing one of the fat, brown gonads inside the struggling wrestler's tight anal orifice. It took the use of both hands to do it, but the big ball finally disappeared out of sight. The other ball hung pathetically by itself making the macho Latino look like a eunic. Using some packing tape Sam secured the ball inside its prison. He then made his way to Chico's front. The brown, uncut penis swung slightly and then dangled limply. With an evil expression on his face, the sadistic blond wrestler began to pull the boy's foreskin much farther than it was ever intended to go. He quickly secured it with a trash bag twist. Using the laces, he attached one of his heavy wrestling boots to the stretched bulge of the covered head. Chico howled and groaned but did not cry or beg. It would not have been macho in front of these men. Samson reached under the heaving chest to torture the large brown nipples and ordered his men to remove the jock-gag from the kid's mouth. It was instantly replaced by Samson's turgid, nine-inch battering ram which leaked like a tap. The kid gagged on it but sucked like a pro as his torturer built towards a climax. This was not the finale, however. Sam pulled out and returned to Chico's beautiful buttocks. He beat them over and over with a strap and then in one instant ripped the tape off the kid's ball bag. With an almighty tug he popped the imprisoned nut out of the closed tunnel entrance, causing the kid so much pain that his shaking legs would no longer support his 220 pounds. The goons held him upright and sometimes clawed at the boy's tender tits. Mighty Samson's dripping and bloated shaft, recently on display in the ring to so many shocked and horny fans, looked like it belonged on a barn animal. Grunting and struggling, the superstar tried to insert the freaky club into the Latino boy's violated hole. He wanted to fuck the boy, destroy his machismo by turning him into a muscle-pussy. First the thick head entered and then one inch followed another. The fuck was made even more painful by the heavy boot which now swung wildly between the beaten kid's thick thighs. It was a brutal rape but mercifully brief. With a loud bellow and a tremendous shudder, big Sam ejaculated and flooded his victim with his bull semen. The gaping twat spasmed and leaked some of it down the boy's giant thighs. Sam withdrew as he entered: hard and fast. The other wrestlers dropped their prisoner and were soon fisting their throbbing hard-ons as they watched the blond wrestler flex his huge muscles for their further arousal. "Go on, men, take seconds and thirds !" shouted the flexing stud. And so they did, fucking young Chico on the floor in doggie style like he was the cheapest whore in town and they wanted their money's worth. Chico eventually passed out on the cold floor with his foreskin still in bondage and the boot still attached. After regaining consciousness and finding himself alone at last, sore and aching but for some reason also horny as hell, he freed his cock from its restraints. He then emptied his bruised testicles and left an enormous puddle of his own spunk for some janitor to clean up later that night. The over-sexed Mighty Samson and his comrades paraded to the shower room together where they would enjoy soaping and rubbing one another for the next half hour. After that, who knew ? ****** It seemed obvious to anyone who knew him that Samson's S&M had gone too far. Word of Chico's rape had quickly become gossip at the WF. The cocky young Chico had become quiet and docile and very submissive. His wrestling career was probably over. Samson's career was at its highest point. His fan mail filled a box every day. He liked reading it personally and sorted through it to have a WF secretary reply to most of it. Certain letters he answered in person. Like the following item: "Dear Mighty Samson, My boyfriend and I are writing this together to see if we can possibly get together with you. We are your greatest fans. We can never get enough of seeing your huge muscles strain against your opponents and we both like seeing you humiliate them in the ring. We very much want to meet you so that we can see and appreciate your powerful physique together as a couple. We can pay any fee you require and invite you to our ranch not far from town. Enclosed are photos of my boyfriend and myself in our private gym. You can see we are both amateur bodybuilders, early 30's, and well off financially. Please reply. Jim and Donna Well, Samson liked money and he liked the idea of this young, well built couple hot for his body. Of course, he would grab the cash and control the scene from start to end. So, a date was set. The couple greeted Samson warmly and escorted him into their basement which contained a private workout room with mats and mirrors on all the walls. Both Jim and Donna were in their gym attire and Samson stepped into a bathroom to change into his posing strap. A very skimpy G-string better describes it and in no way did it fully conceal Sam's hefty party equipment. Jim and Donna were treated to this view a few seconds later. "Wow, check it out !" chirped Donna and Jim's jaw dropped to the floor. First, Samson turned his back to the couple and looked into a mirror. He began to flex and give them some great views of his arms, shoulders, lats, traps, and back. He flexed his legs one at a time. The couple whistled and clapped. Next, the exhibitionist bent right over and thrust his gigantic glutes up and back towards the two. They began to grope and feel the concrete buttocks and were full of compliments about their mass and strength. Next, Samson turned around to face them and display all of his frontal muscles. The couple squuezed his biceps, mauled his triceps, and then began to feel his pecs as if they were shopping for canteloupes at the supermarket. It was Donna who first moved toward the wrestler's crotch. The pouch was now stretched straight out horizontally and lent incredible views of the big man's XXL genitals. Even Jim, a 100% heterosexual man, had to gape. The wrestler's erection was about double the size of Jim's rod and the balls put him to shame with their girth. "Just watch me pump iron !" boasted Samson, who began to pile on every heavy plate he could find to the bench press. And watch they did as Samson earned his title of "Mighty" by pressing 400 pounds several times. Just warming up, he then began to perform bicep curls with 100 pound dumbbells. A few minutes later his arms were pumped past 20 inches and he had Jim and Donna all over them. It is probably safe to say that this couple had only intended the evening to end in muscle worship. Their favorite wrestler was posing for them and getting them hot. Hot, one may surmise, for one another. Sam had other ideas, however. "Time for the fun. Get those clothes off !" Samson snarled this rather than spoke it. The stunned couple began to protest. They were not looking for sex just a hot show. They didn't get into that sort of scene. Samson leered at Donna: "I'm going to ball you, bitch." Jim tried to reason with Samson but instead received a punch to his gut that knocked the wind right out of him. Carrying the gasping man over to the bench, Samson lifted the 400 pound bar onto the man's chest. He wouldn't be going anywhere. Next, he dealt with Donna who was trying to call police. He easily ripped her top off and then her lycra pants. She struggled but it was no use. Holding her with one big arm, Sam pulled off his posing string and let it fall to the floor. He dragged the girl to within a foot of her furious and helpless boyfriend who then saw her being lifted into the air and impaled on their hero's throbbing donkey-dong. Donna shrieked at the sudden and forceful penetration which combined with his obscene size must have stuffed her like never before. Samson then began lifting her up and down, making sure Jim had a great show, and then began to jog in place so that his 9 inch ramrod pulverized her clitoris. She shook as one orgasm after another made her scream out in ecstasy. Samson got off on this big time and with one final super-thrust, emptied his double-loaded baby-makers into the exhausted female bodybuilder. What next ? Well, Mighty Samson's sexual appetite was not satiated. Tying Donna with scraps of her own clothes, he moved towards her mate. Still held down with the heavy weight, his hunky bare chest heaving, Jim wanted to retaliate but could not. Samson stood over his prisoner and let his heavy, soft penis drip both male and female juices onto Jim's handsome face. The sense of power had begun to arouse the wrestler once again and this time he would let Donna see him take her boyfriend's virgin love tunnel. Moving to the other end of the bench, he removed the trunks from the bodybuilder and then grasped hold of the man's ankles and easily propelled his legs toward the ceiling. Even at this point, with his knees bending and legs spread open wide, its not clear if Jim knew what was instore for him. Donna looked on in horror as the strongman's rampant log, so recently raping her sore twat, began to violate her straight lover. Samson pushed and shoved and the log began to disappear while poor Jim howled and snapped his head from left to right. To further humiliate the guy, Samson took hold of Jim's limp cock and made fun of it. Pulling out of the man's now-sloppy ass hole, the giant began to masturbate with one hand, flex his other arm and scream obscenities. "Mighty Samson can fuck you both all night and make you pay him for it !! Take some more of my bull-semen !" With that he shot into Jim's eyes, nose and mouth. Several big spurts and several small ones and then he rested his large nuts on Jim's face so that the prisoner could have a good smell of them. Suddenly, Samson lifted the 400 pound bar off the defeated man below it and hoisted it above his head with a cry of triumph where he held it and roared for close to a full minute before dropping it to the mat with a resounding crash. Leaving his slimy pouch as a souvenir, the sadistic wrestler picked up the remnants of his clothing but still walked out of the ranch to his car totally nude. ****** The sadistic wrestler had an insatiable sex drive but, more obviously to all, an insatiable ego. He had become obsessed with his own fame, the worship of his fans and other athletes, the display of his long blond hair and the giant torso below it. He had begun to think of himself as THE sex symbol for the world. Typical of the egomaniac, he would never be satisfied and so he became devoted to a different, more obscene style of body building. Samson's new, private workout routine gave him a pump of a different kind. He had purchased the most powerful and modern vacuum pump made. He had special ordered the accessories just to fit his over-sized dimensions: a tremendous cylinder to fit his penis;a wide, round one for his testicles and a couple of smaller, elongated ones for his two nipples. Samson reasoned that if his fans went wild over what he had already displayed to them, they would become uncontrollable once they had a glimpse of the bigger, more obscene "super size" Samson. He was probably right. His day consisted of an intense workout in the gym and usually a few hours of wrestling especially if a match was coming up. Sometimes, travel was involved but he always took his "kit" along with him to use in the privacy of his hotel room. The pro had always shown a big basket. His thick, 9 inch erection had been shown off to quite a few fans and other wrestlers and his balls filled out his trunks like two tangerines. Samson was certainly not shy except about his secret nightly pumping rituals. The results over some months amazed even the conceited wrestler and he no longer "showered with the boys" after gym or a match. "The boys" and of course, the girls too, would see his results only when he was ready for "the showing." Meanwhile, he grew bigger and bigger with time and this made him want even more. His soft organ hung down 8 inches like a giant, ripe banana. He ordered large boxer shorts and big-pouched supporters and threw out his briefs which now hurt him to wear. His gonads, too, had blown up to resemble a couple of small grapefruits. He ordered a new style of wrestling wear: Tarzan-type. His wide, soft nipples had elongated in their tubes which forced the tissue to harden and completely erect off his pecs. Nearly a full inch long, they now protruded like udders in need of milking. His pecs were so top-heavy with bulk that the man's titties pointed straight down toward his big feet. Most outrageous of all, his penis now nearly filled the cylinder after an hour's pumping session and had just passed 12 inches in length. The girth resembled the size of a normal forearm. While Samson was privately admiring his lewd equipment, the president of the WF was expressing his concern to his colleague. The WF showed its wrestlers on TV all over the world and it was all about "family entertainment." Housewives, kids. Would sponsors begin to withdraw their important advertising money if the WF superstar looked more like a super-porn-star ? And then there was the Chico rape which had come to his attention although it was hushed up quickly and no discipline had been taken at the time.. Lawsuits ? It was time to have a conference with Samson. The men met in the president's suite after working hours. It was not cordial. The president told the facts and effectively retired his star. Well, Mighty Samson flew into a rage. His growth steroids had affected his judgement and ego. The husky, good-looking WF president was stunned to see his star jump onto his desk, drop his pants in front of him and shake his enormous cock from side to side. Grabbing the businessman's tie, he began to slap his face with the gross, bloated organ. The meat grew bigger and harder until the horrified WF president realized that his Frankenstein wrestler was going to blow a wad all over his face. He watched the monster balls spasm before his eyes and the deluge began and would seemingly never stop. A full two minutes later Samson looked down at his cringing boss and snarled a farewell "Fuck You." Pulling up his pants, he left the WF forever. Samson would move on to new fame in the lucrative pornography line of work: movies, lewd strip shows, magazines and "hourly rents". He had what it took to show the world its biggest stud. ******* Samson returned to the basement of the wrestling arena to pick up his personal things. His career ended, he was still outraged and the excess of steroids made him dangerous. His testosterone levels must have been way over normal limits. He was wild and he was grossly horny. He wanted sex and lots of it, and for the next hour he pumped his organs to massive proportions unknown on human males. Stripping nude, he made his way down the hall and entered the locker room and shower area reserved for the WF females. It was deserted at that hour but the sound of a shower in operation could be detected. Samson entered the gang shower to see the big buttocks of a muscular, female wrestler. The spray made enough noise to permit him to approach undetected. Grabbing onto her boobs from behind, he surprised her totally. Before she could even react, the crazed muscleman began to force an entry of her cunt with his gigantic, vacuum-pumped ram. Ram is the right word because he was having no luck with this forced assault. He was too big and she was too small. Samson thrust once again and this time the bloated, fist-sized cock head somehow popped inside the orifice where it became firmly stuck. She howled in rage and pain but could not escape. Samson wanted to screw but his endowment was too large and he could neither press forward nor retreat. The beefy Latino security guard, in fact Chico's baby brother, reacting to the girl's screams, came upon the couple in this obscene position. He may have thought he was interrrupting a hot fuck. The female wrestler quickly let him knw otherwise. "Help me ! He's raping my pussy !" Thinking fast and knowing Samson to be extremely dangerous, the guard lifted his size 12 shoe and swiftly made contact from behind with the star wrestler's humongous, freaky gonads. The kick elicited a scream from Samson who fell against the female pressed up to the shower tiles and grabbed his throbbing balls. As his colossal dong began to soften a bit, the female tugged her twat off the fat schlong with a loud pop. The guard was able to grab Samson's wrists and handcuff the moaning monster behind his back. All of the noise had attracted the attention of a few male wrestlers who were passing in the corridor. They came in to see what was going on and were all stunned to see the prostrate Mighty Samson on his knees, groaning in pain, totally nude and most of all, exhibiting tremendous nipples and about 11 inches of penis. The kick to the gonads had caused extensive swelling to occur and they were still growing in size. The guard and wrestlers were laughing non stop at arrogant Samson's "elephant-man" testitcles. They joked about them and fondled them. Meanwhile, the angry female had returned and had strapped a big dildo around her waist. Beng a dyke, she knew how to use one. She began to penetrate Samson's virgin butt while he shouted and tried to break his handcuffs. Hoots of encouragement from the on-lookers. When she had screwed him, it was the turn of the guard who said: "This is for Chico, you piece of shit." His piece was not long but was thicker than anybody had seen. He was making Samson howl in pain. Then, all of the wrestlers lined up to take turns fucking the former WF superstar. He was used repeatedly until his defeat was total. Mighty Samson was no more and would have to leave town with his big balls in a sling.