The Introduction of Troy - The Muscleman

[he-man]

A new story theme - big strong muscleman. Feel free to comment and/or send suggested pics of the main characters to [B][email protected] (or post here)

The Introduction of TROY

Troy is an exceptional man. At 6?4 and 325lbs of ripped pumped muscle he is the reigning Mr Olympia. Nothing particularly exceptional you may think, but add to that title the fact that he is also the reigning Worlds Strongest Man (the first man ever to hold both titles at the same time, and unlike other bodybuilders who have turned to strongman, Troy competed in Worlds Strongest Man only 2 days after winning the Olympia. He turned more than a few heads as he competed in the world?s strongest still pumped and ripped, and only wearing stage posers ? he wanted to show the world that real musclemen are equally as strong as they look when they are pumped, and have no need to bulk up. What was the most exceptional thing about Troy is his age- he has just turned 23.

A lifelong fan of anything to do with muscle, Troy always expected that his life would be dedicated to sport of bodybuilding and strongman. He already had numerous sponsorship deals and was a favourite on TV shows - all in all life was very good for Troy, life was very easy.

All that changed when he received the letter from the Director of the CIA, asking him to attend a meeting at Langley, which was why he was stood outside the ?Firm?s? headquarters that sunny morning. He walked into the reception, and handed over his letter to the young girl behind the desk. She checked his details and gave him instructions to the 9th floor, totally oblivious to whom she was dealing with ? obviously not a muscle fan thought Troy as he moved to the elevators.

On the 9th floor, he was met by a man who introduced himself as Agent Sean Hensell ?Thanks for agreeing to attend today Mr Mercer; the Director is waiting for you. Agent Hensell knocked on the door, and let Troy go in first ? the Agent didn?t follow but quietly closed the door.

Without even looking up the Director started to speak ?Impressive file Mr Mercer ? you are the talk of the town, they are calling you the ultimate muscleman?

?Thanks? replied Troy, unsure why he was there but accepting the compliment nevertheless. ?People do seem to be impressed with my current achievements, that?s for sure?.

The Director sat back in his chair and looked at Troy for the first time. ?Mr Mercer, I am not here to talk about your achievements, I am here to tell you that as a result of Presidential Mandate 3354, you have just been drafted into the CIA?.

Troy sat there stunned ? ?What the fuck you talking about, I?m not joining the CIA simple as that, and I don?t care what the President says ? I already have a job, which pays well, and that is where I am going to go back to right now!

?Sit down Mr Mercer, you have no choice, read this? the Director handed Troy a letter written on White House stationery. Troy quickly read it and understood fully that in fact he did NOT have a choice ? if he refused to accept the ?job offer?, the CIA would start a smear campaign against him, claiming that they have evidence that his phenomenal success in both bodybuilding and strongman was not down to hard work but done to a new drug. Troy was devastated, he was 100% natural, always had been and always would be, but the CIA cold ruin his hard earned (and fully justified) reputation.

Troy sat back in the chair and stared at the Director. ?Looks like you have yourself a new recruit? he said with irony, ?but let?s be clear, I am not a volunteer.

The Director looked at his new recruit, still sitting opposite him in a suit which could not hide his obvious size. ?You will still be able to do your exhibition shows and competition; it will provide an excellent cover. Now let me introduce you to the Head of Alpha?.

The door opened and in walked a tall, 40 year old man, built like an ex line backer. ?Troy, meet Kirk, he will take you to meet the rest of the group?.


Troy Meets Alpha


As Kirk drove to Alpha House, he started to provide Troy with some of the background behind the creation of the ultra secret organisation which Troy now found himself an unwitting recruit.

?A few recent CIA operations have proved extremely difficult? he explained ?not because of any technological problems, but simply because we have concentrated on using the best possible military hardware available, and have not realised that the final stage of any operation actually relies on good old fashioned human brawn and brain. Equipment is good at getting an operation started, but what you need is operatives on the ground for the final end point. The purpose of Alpha, is to have a small band of very specialist individuals who can do the things that machines simply can?t? He looked at Troy and smiled ?Whilst we have the brains already recruited and a high degree of brawn, what we really need is pure muscle ? simple as that, and that is where you fit in. With your addition to the team, we will move its operational capability to a whole new level?

Troy sat looking out of the window, wondering how he would fit in. He was already beginning to get excited at the prospect of joining the group (and changing out of the suit he was wearing into something more comfortable). ?You got much muscle in the team already? he asked as the car left the heavy traffic of the suburb and travelled along the coast road.

?Let?s just say that muscle is not in short supply, but we can always do with more. We already have a bodybuilder and a weightlifter as members of the core team, and whilst they certainly provide the basis of the brawn aspect I referred too, you will hopefully bring a whole new dimension to the team. Let?s simply say you will bring the ?strategic heavy lift? skills which we desperately need?

Kirk turned onto a long paved driveway, through electric gates which opened and closed automatically and headed off towards the huge neo-gothic mansion which stood next to the sea. Troy was impressed by the sheer magnitude of the estate. ?Awesome? was all he could utter as they drove up to the main entrance.

They got out of the car and Kirk led Troy up the front steps and into the massive atrium of the building. ?Welcome to Alpha House Troy. This is a totally safe environment, totally secure and with absolutely everything you will ever need. It can be accessed from the sea via a special landing craft (designed so that it is the only vessel that can traverse the anti-intrusion devices), from the air via a fully secure airfield or via the road. It will be from here that all Alpha Missions will be planned, controlled and launched. Whatever Alpha needs, Alpha gets ? trust me, resourcing is never an issue for us. Let me show you to your room?.

Kirk bounded up the long spiral staircase, with Troy close behind. He opened a door ?This is chez Troy? announced Kirk as he held open a door. Troy walked in and suddenly stopped ? the sheer size and luxury of the room, along with the panoramic view of the ocean was breathtaking. Kirk continued to show Troy the other rooms within his private apartment ? including a private sitting room, bathroom, reception room, bedroom and closet.

?OK Troy, why don?t you get refreshed and I will meet you at the bottom of the main staircase in 20 minutes ? we can then meet the rest of Alpha. You will find all the clothes you need in the closet ? dress code here is very relaxed unless the Director is visiting. The rest of the group will be outside on the sun terrace relaxing?

Troy smiled and got showered and changed ? sitting for such a long time in a suit is not natural for him, and he was relieved to feel warm water from the oversize showerhead massaging his muscles.

Troy dried himself off and walked into the closet to see what he could find to wear. It suddenly dawned on him that they must have known about his arrival some time ago since getting clothes to fit his massive frame was never an easy task. Nonetheless the closet was full of designer fashion and sports clothes exactly to the right size.

Troy wondered around the closet, trying to work out what to wear. Not knowing the rest group he was about to meet, he was overly conscious of the fact that he did not want to intimidate them with his size, so picked on a long sleeved shirt and sweat pants. He looked at himself in the mirror and decided that whilst he looked big, he did not look awesome.

He met Kirk at the bottom of the main staircase. Kirk looked him over and smiled. ?Don?t be surprised if none of the group recognises you. Although you have been blazoned over national and international press, the one thing we do not have here is contact with the outside world. The Director is insistent that Alpha is all about doing what is necessary. If we were to allow TV into the House, then there is a concern that the group would not necessarily concentrate on the task in hand ? so you had better get used to not having access to real time news. Every TV show that is shown in the House has been vetted by the Agency. Troy just smiled and admitted that he had not watched TV for several months, and that its absence would not be a problem ? why spend time watching TV when you could be in the gym pumping iron was his throwaway comment.

Kirk led Troy through the house and out onto the sun terrace. Troy stopped and looked. The terrace was his idea of pure heaven ? it had a massive swimming pool, a huge gym area and a mass of seating that allowed for total relaxation. Troy could see people milling around the pool, and assumed that they were his Alpha colleague ? he was eager to meet them. As they walked closer, Kirk explained that whilst the other Alpha members were expecting a new recruit, it would be up to Troy to make his own introduction. The one thing that Troy was to be aware of, was that although each member of Alpha was, by pure definition, a strong willed individual, he was not to be concerned about upsetting any status or social standing within the group ? if Troy could demonstrate his value to the group then he would be welcomed without resistance.

?Hey Craig? yelled Kirk as they approached the group around the pool ?let me introduce the newest member of the group - Troy?. A large, 5?11 tank of 235lbs compact muscle stood up and walked over. Wearing nothing but shorts, he looked impressive, his trimmed hairy chest and abs exuding pure masculine power. Whilst not a bodybuilder, it was obvious that Craig had no fat and was solid beef. He smiled as he approached Kirk and held out his hand to Troy. Troy expected the normal ?grip? challenge and waited for Craig to start exerting pressure on his hand to prove he was top dog. To Troy?s surprise no such challenge materialised, Craig simply said ?Hi, welcome to the House ? I am Craig, and for my sins I supposedly run the day to day operations of this ramshackle group.?

Kirk looked at the two guys, ?let me just explain Troy, Craig has a raft of operational experience behind him, having been a Navy Seal until about 10 months ago. Whilst serving as a Seal, Craig was also the overall Weightlifting and Arm wrestling Champion?

Troy was instantly put into a state of confusion, here was an obviously very muscled and strong man, who instead of trying to prove his dominance simply smiled and led Troy off to meet the rest of the group ? Troy had become conditioned to such men trying to prove that they were top dog. For Craig to simply forego the opportunity was both refreshing and somewhat disturbing to Troy; but he decided to simply go with the flow. ?Let?s go and meet the rest of the rabble? said Craig as he looked at his new recruit.

Craig led the two men to the 3 other members of the group, who were all relaxing in the hot days? sun. Troy?s eyes could not believe what he was looking at ? a group of perfectly formed individuals. ?Hey guys- we have a new member? called out Craig to the assembled crowd ? ?his name is Troy?.

Craig looked at Troy ?Hey big guy, let?s go down the line and meet your new colleagues?. Each of the Alpha group stood in a line to be introduced.

?This is Dr Grace Penton our resident intellectual, 28 years old and a chemist by trade, but also qualified in physics and molecular biology. She can find a way to sort out any scientific problem. Has proved invaluable in operations by brining a logical and systematic approach to identifying solutions.. In her spare time, what little she has, she likes to train for fitness competitions?.


?This is 24 year old communications specialist Ellen McCloud. She finds a way to tap into any communications systems and is key to providing real-time communications to the team via a hi-tech communications system. As you can see, Ellen is a keen bodybuilder, although she has never competed?. Troy looked her over and was impressed ? with some hardcore training she could easily make the professional level. Ellen smiled at Troy as she shook his hand ?welcome to the gang? she simply said looking him over.

Finally let me introduce Carl Barron, although only 18yrs old is a World renowned expert in computer and cyber technology , and effectively can make any computer do his bidding. As with Ellen, Carl is a keen bodybuilder and is thinking about entering his first contest soon. At 5?10 and 215lbs of pumped muscle, combined with his blond hair and young handsome looks, he has been useful in a number of roles on operations ? not only as the computer guru, but also in getting information out of some of the female suspects ? without the need for torture ? if you follow what I mean? Craig said with a smile ? Troy knew exactly what was meant and looked at Carl who smiled back and shook Troy?s hand.

As Craig led Troy away he turned and smiled ?as you may have realised, there is a bit of a theme here about muscle and fitness - the Director?s overriding intention for Alpha was to maximise the combination of brawn and brain?.

Troy looked back along the line of Alpha members ?well from what you have just said ? you have already picked a truly impressive team ? hope I can fit in?.

As they turned and walked back to the centre of the line, Grace looked at Troy and smiled ?OK big guy, what do you bring to the party? she asked.

Troy looked at Craig who nodded ?Go on Troy, show them what you bring to the party?

Troy took a few steps forward and looked at his new colleagues. He places a hand on his baggy sweat tops and the other on his pants ? he smiles and with a flourish and rips them off, turning straight into a double bicep pose.

Troy stands and smiles as he poses ? he hears the gasp of the Alpha Group, including Craig who had never actually seen Troy without his suit on. ?Holy fuck? gasps Carl, ?look at those muscles?. He looks along at the other Alpha members, who are equally awestruck ?hey guys, I think Hercules has arrived?.

Troy smiled and looked at Carl ?I have been called that many times ? not only am I the current Mr Olympia but I am also currently the World?s Strongest Man. At 6?4 and 325lbs, with a body fat of less than 4% most people think I look like the perfect Hercules, or He-Man? He relaxed his pose and stood in front, wearing only a pair of skin tight black leather shorts. ?I guess I have been brought in to do the heavy lifting ? nothing more than a glorified pack mule really? he said laughing as he looked at the unbelieving eyes of his admirers.

Eventually Carl broke the silence ?Come on man, let?s see what you can really do with those muscles ? let?s see you prove you are Hercules?. The others looked and nodded.

?OK? replied Troy looking at the young teen bodybuilder ?go and load a bar with your max dead lift weight and then lift it.

Carl smiled as he loaded the bar and stripped down to his posers. ?OK Herc, not many teens as strong as me? he said as he bent down and grabbed the bar ?215lb muscle guy deadlifting 785?. HE re-adjusted his grip looked at Troy and with an almighty roar slowly started to pull the massive bar upwards.

?AWWWWWWWWWW GRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR MUTHER FUCKER GRRRRRRRRRRRR? he yelled as he completed the lift. He dropped the bar and flexed.

Troy was genuinely impressed ?Wow Carl, you are strong ? never seen a teen do that kinda lift before? With that Troy walked to the bar and looked at it. ?OK watch this?. With that, he bent down, grabbed the bar and slowly lifted ? no grunting or yelling ? a straight perfect form deadlift. He looked at the crestfallen Carl and smiled ? ?now watch? with that he looked straight ahead gave a small grunt and started to curl the bar for 6 perfect form reps. He gently lowered the bar back down and flexed. ?well guys, what you think? he asked.

?Fucking amazing? said Carl.

?Unbelievable? cried Ellen

?Just what the doctor ordered? replied Grace ? who could not take her eyes off the magnificent specimen of muscle in front of her.

Kirk just stood there watching ?OK Troy, how about a harder challenge this time ? just how strong are you?

?Sure ? up for anything? replied Troy ?as for how strong, let?s just say very very very strong. Whilst I aint no superman, I can?t stop speeding trains or jump high buildings, I have found my strength sufficient for most eventualities?

?Good? replied Kirk ? ?let?s see you repeat that demonstration, but instead of lifting Carl?s weight, try and do the same with double the weight that our champion weightlifter can deadlift?

Troy smiled ?now that will be a good challenge?

Kirk looked at Craig ?OK Champ, do your best lift?

Craig stood up and walked over to the weight rack and started loading the bar ? he looked over at Troy ? ?You sure u want to try this? he asked as he put on a thick leather weightlifting belt. He pulled the belt tight, his solid hard hairy abs bulging over the top.

Troy nodded ?sure man ? only way to prove I am worthy of being a member of Alpha?. Troy looked at the bar trying to work out the weight, but the colors of the plates did not correspond to the conventional color code in gyms.


Craig took his time to focus ? he looked at the bar, bent down and grabbed it. With a deep growl he slowly started to lift the bar, his growl slowly turning into a deep roar as every muscle strained as he lifted. ?GRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR? filled the area as he continued to lift, his abs desperately trying to break free from the leather belt. Veins all over his body exploding as he struggled, sweat dripping off him. Finally he managed to stand fully upright ? perfect form, his whole upper body crimson red from the effort. He looked at Troy and smiled as he dropped the bar and flexed.

?Hate to say it big guy, but there isn?t a man on earth who can curl twice that weight. I accept you are strong, but don?t kill yourself on day one trying to prove yourself?

?Thanks Craig, but I have never refused a challenge in my life ? load the bar up for my attempt?

?This I gotta see? said Craig as Carl started to load the necessary weights. I just deadlifted 1,750 lbs, that means you have to curl 3,500lbs ? that is over one and a half fucking tons - admit it man you may be big and strong but not that strong?

Troy looked at the bar, laden with weights ?only one way to find out? he said as he walked over to it and felt the bar in his hands. ?I must confess Craig, I never expected you to deadlift that kinda poundage when I agreed, but as I said, I never refuse a challenge?

With that, Troy started to prepare, deep breathing, flexing, then he bent down and grabbed the bar. Unlike Craig, Troy had no belt so as he started to lift his audience could see his massive ab muscles contract. ?MMMMPPPPPPPPPPHHHHHH? was the only sound that Troy made as he deadlifted the bar. Feet apart, he looked at Craig, a small smile forming at the corners of his mouth as he tensed ever muscle ?ARGGGGGGGGGG FFFFFFMPPPPPPPPPP? he groaned as he started to curl the bar, perfect form, no leaning backwards.

Craig was totally speechless. The only sound that could be heard over and above Troy?s deep moaning was Car vocalising what everybody was thinking ?holy fuck, look at that guy lift ? holy fucking unbelievable?.

Troy slowly started to rep, his muscles taking on an even denser form than they did when he flexed. Each rep elicited a louder grunt from the muscle titan, a small bead of sweat developing un the cleavage of his massive chest, leading to a small stream of moisture running down onto his hard solid 8 pack abs. He completed 6 perfect form reps, looked at Craig and smiled ? I said I was strong? he grunted as he held the bar at his chest. Suddenly with an almighty grunt, Troy slowly started to press the bar overhead ?GRRRRRRRRRRR AWGFFFFFFFF? he yelled as he locked his arms. He stood there like a marble statue of Hercules. After a few seconds, he lowered the bar down under complete control and placed it gently on the floor.

Hr grabbed a towel, and started to wipe the sweat off his chest and abs. ?Well, do I pass? he asked the silent audience. It took several seconds for them to realise what they had just witnessed ? a 23 year old muscleman curling and pressing one and a half tons, and making it look easy.

Craig looked at the other members of Alpha and smiled. ?Welcome to the team Troy, or should I say Hercules ? maybe you prefer Pack Mule?




To be continued ..................



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[rtulde]

I love this so far, great story concept, wonderful descriptions and likeable sexy characters. I can't wait for their first mission.

[droz]

I think it's a great start. I hope he gets bigger, and would be great to see the girls in this story get to have some action with him

[mlbjock]

Very nice beginning. Looking forward to more.

[dolphinbad]

Great start, guy! The characters are great and you describe them very well. Keep writing!!

[airnel]

Amazing story. Keep it up!

[Freaker!!]

I did more than just read this story.