The Stud and His Bud - The Camping Trip - Part 5

[musclestory]

Author's Notes:

(I should have written this monologue on the first one, but I was running out of time, so I just posted them.) These stories represent the first postings I've made on the Evolution Forum. The premise is about a huge bodybuilder named Stan that takes to mentoring a young kid, Kevin, that is infatuated with male muscle. The sexual tension is created by Stan, who wants to constantly please Kevin but struggles to not take things to far with an under-aged kid, and Kevin, who is constantly trying to push things further. The story also tries to capture those of us that always wanted a big man in their lives while growing up as a kid and what we might have wanted to do with him. The first series documents the first time they get time together alone, but the idea is to create more series as Stan continually grows to super-human size and Kevin's lust for him becomes even stronger. Some chapters are much tamer than others, but rest asured that the goal hear is to describe some erotic situations.

-musclestory

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The two were still wet from just getting out of the lake, but Stan wasn't expecting they'd go swimming, so he didn't bring any towels. But it didn't matter as the warm late afternoon air was drying them quickly.

Stan reaches down and puts on his cotton-spandex bikini underwear. He struggles to get his still hard horse cock into them. He finally gets the fabric over his enormous cock head which stretches his underwear so much that his balls fall out from the leg openings on either side and his thick patch of pubic hair is fully exposed. Still oozing precum, the underwear fabric immediately begins to stain.

Poor Kevin watches all this and couldn't decide whether to put his boxers back on or immediately start jacking off.

Stan slips on his shorts and again struggles to zip them up with his huge cock continually flopping out. He finally succeeds and buttons the waist. He doesn’t bother putting a shirt on, instead he put his shoes and socks on and patiently waits for Kevin to finish dressing, who was too busy oogling Stan.

After they both get dressed, they head out to collect firewood. Like pitching the tent, Stan does most of the work while Kevin rapes Stan with his eyes. But Stan planned it that way. Rather than collecting the easiest firewood, Stan would tear limbs off trees, breaking huge limbs and carry the largest of branches. The opportunity allowed Stan to flex his bulging hard muscles. His lats and would grow as he ripped branches off of trees, and his pecs and arms would inflate to insane striated proportions as he broke in half insanely large limbs. The show was more than Kevin could ask for, as a flexing sweaty muscle man exploded to inhuman size before him. Kevin was bulging insanely as precum, once again, stained his shorts. Kevin's heart was racing at the stimulation. Stan would take periodic rests between his feets of superhuman strength, and Kevin took full opportunity to grope Stan's blood engorged veiny muscles, rubbing Stan's man sweat around his insanely wide back, eye-popping arms, super-striated quads and inhuman sized pecs. Stan was all to accommodating, letting his little friend take in everything he wanted.

Daylight eventually turned to dusk, and the stack of firewood Stan collected could last a week, more than enough for the one night they would be staying. Stan starts the fire and cooks dinner. Starving from all the flexing and breaking firewood, Stan probably ate enough for 4 large men. As the cool night settled in, Stan grabbed a hooded zippy sweatshirt. The XXL sleeves grew taught as spandex as Stan slid his massive 24" guns through. He didn't bother zipping up the front, instead leaving it wide open so Kevin would have every opportunity to oogle over his massive hairy chest and chiselled abs. Kevin also got cold, and slipped on a t-shirt and the two sat leaned against a log watching the fire. It wasn't long before Kevin began to shiver.

"You bring a jacket big guy?" asks Stan.

"No, I didn't know it would get so cold up here."

Stan laughs. "Come here," as Stan motions for Kevin to sit between his legs. Kevin does so willingly and comfortably sits between Stan’s super huge legs. Kevin leans back into Stan, resting his head in the middle of Stan’s deep cleavage gently craddled by Stan's massive hairy pecs on either side. Stan brings his massive legs together and wrapped his enormous arms around Kevin's chest and abdomen, cocooning him in copious amounts of male muscle.

Kevin couldn't believe how big Stan looked compared to his own muscular frame. Kevin felt so safe, so loved. Kevin's life had been so turbulent between his parent's divorce and constantly moving, that this was the first time in his life he felt like he could let go of all of his insecurities. Kevin reached up and began to grope Stan's massive arms, caressing them. Even through the sweatshirt fabric, Kevin could feel every crevice created by his bulging biceps and triceps.

"Why me, Stan?"

"What do you mean?"

"You are the most amazing man I've ever seen, you're like one of those Colt models, only bigger and hotter."

"How do you know about Colt models?"

Kevin just laughs.

"You're being too kind, kid."

"I'm not, you're enormous! You're perfect in every way. And you dick! It must be the world's biggest! You could have anyone you want. Why hang out with me?"

Stan knew that everything Kevin was saying was true, but Stan would never admit it to anyone, let alone Kevin.

"Well, I guess I see a lot of myself in you. You're kind, a hard worker, a lot of fun to be around, you're infatuated with big muscle," Stan then bounces his meaty pecs causing Kevin's head to bob up and down, Kevin giggle in enjoyment. "When I was your age, I always wanted to have a big ole muscle stud to hang out with and train with, and it never happened. Now I have an opportunity to be that muscle stud mentor to someone that deserves it. And it's not just about you, look what you've done for me. In the last year and a half since working out together I've packed on 50 lbs of muscle! I've never grown that fast. You push me like I push you. You make me want to get bigger, push harder, to fulfill my bodybuilding goals. You've been just as important to me as I am to you."

Kevin squeezes into Stan even tighter, "I'm glad."

"Stan, can I ask you another questions?"

"Sure, what it is buddy?"

"Why don't you do porn? I mean look at you, you look better than all those guys on the internet."

Stan laughs, "Well, kid, I used to when I was younger."

"Really."

"Yep. I was 18 and just graduated from high school and I couldn't wait to get away and move out of the house. I never got to explore any of my sexuality while growing up and had all this pent up frustration inside. So I took everything I could carry and headed to LA. I immediately started messing around with other guys and it wasn't long before I developed a reputation. I wasn't anywhere as big as I am now, but I was lean and muscular and my cock was the biggest the horse cock industry had ever seen. Soon I had job offers lined up for months, I'd have rich gay men taking me out to dinner, buying me things, worshipping my huge cock 24/7."

"That sounds awesome! Why did you ever stop?"

"Well it stayed that way for many years, but over time I guess I just wanted more in a relationship than just cock worship. I also had interests in operating a gym, and as you get older you start thinking more about job benefits and retirement. Once I started getting into serious relationships, the porn thing just wasn't conducive to a healthy relationship, so I stopped."

"But you're single now, Stan. And look at you, you’re huge! I bet the Stan now could pulverize the younger Stan."

Stan laughs at Kevin's enthusiasm, "You're right, I am a lot bigger." Stan flexes smoothing Kevin even more in his massive musclebound body. Kevin giggles in delight as he feels an amazing amount of male brawn enveloping him. Stan kisses Kevin paternally on the head as Kevin closes his eyes and snuggles his head even deeper between Stan's massive hairy pecs. Some time passes and the campfire begins to die down and Kevin begins to yawn.

"Come on big guy, let's get to bed." And with that Stan lifts Kevin to his feet then Stan gets up. Stan places one of his massive arms around Kevin's shoulders and the two head to the tent. Stan was exhausted and looking forward to getting some rest, but Stan had no idea Kevin had other plans.