The Beefy Bonkers Bodybuilding World of Rob, Robert, Robbie & Bob

[burzacott]

My 2nd attempt at a muscle story, it's a little "out there" so it might not be to everyone's taste! You might notice a bit more attention on the characther of Robbie than the others. He was the one I enjoyed writing about the most, so I might write more about him in the future!


In the North East of England lived 4 very different bodybuilders with exactly two things in common. The first of these being that they all uncannily shared the same birth name of Robert McRobertson. Despite this, every one of them preferred to be called a different variation of their birth name.

Rob was a cheeky chappie. A handsome lad with a warm face and a nice personality. He was a bit of a charmer and an all round good guy. A hit with the ladies, as well as being a man’s man, he could talk the talk, but also walked the walk, or rather, strutted the strut! A successful competitive bodybuilder, he was famous for his nice friendly “Mr Nice Guy personality,” in fact he was even dubbed “Mr Personality” and currently has offers from production companies to film his own training video.

When onstage, Rob is *always* smiling his cheeky chops grin at the audience. He’s a very charming poser, very professional in the way he hits his poses, a big fan of squeezing out his Most Muscular’s with one hand on his quad and the other gently squeezing into a fist. He’s a little cocky, and every now and then scrunches his face and nose as he squeezes the beef, but he’s far too much of a nice chap to ever get really nasty or arrogant. He’s a fan of really golden coloured tan, with plenty of oil but not too much, and usually sports bright blue or red rubbery posers which nicely hug his hot muscled arse. Make no mistake, Rob is a charmer and he absolutely loves being a huge pumped juicy ripped to shreds stacked to hell muscle monster!

Then we have Bob. Bob is an altogether kettle of beef. The type of guy you probably *wouldn’t* want to be friends with. He’s also a good looking lad, but he’s rarely seen smiling. When he gets the chance, he likes to sport a totally shaved noggin, and is usually seen with a silver hooped earing. Nicknamed “The Mean Machine”, Bob is hard as fucking nails, stomps around with an arrogant & mean look on his mush like he’s the dogs bleedin’ bollocks.

His style of posing is the complete opposite to Rob’s. Arrogant doesn’t even cover it. He’s so aggressive and nasty in his posing, stomping out all guns blazing, squeezing and flexing so hard and aggressively you fear he might pop a muscle at any moment, squeezing out big low down Most Muscular’s while arrogantly opening his gob wide enough to see the contents of his stomach. He doesn’t play nicely with his competitors either. The arrogance steps up even more during line-up’s, comparisons and posedowns. Shouting and yelling with every pose, and if another lad dares try and out-pose or out-shout him, he unleashes The Mean Machine with a vengeance. He’s usually lobster red and sporting Union Jack posers, or black posers with BOB THE BEEF written on the back. Bob is a nasty nasty arrogant bodybuilder beast, snapping his mouth, opening his gob and shouting and yelling like he’s the biggest and baddest muscle freak the world has even seen.

Then we have Robbie. Robbie is the only homosexual of the 4 lads. Not only is Robbie gay, and a huge ripped pumped bodybuilder, matching both Rob and Bob in size, he also happens to have a huge fetish for muscle, just like his own. This, however, is his downfall. Robbie is not a very productive person. He has been diagnosed as a sex addict, but Robbie disagrees with this, he just happens to get extremely turned on by huge pumped muscle, including his own!

Robbie has wasted hours, days in fact staring at his own huge juicy pumped muscle bod in the mirror running his hands over his own pumped beef and creaming loads at the sight of the ridiculously muscular monstrosity in his reflection. When he’s not wanking over his own beef, most of his other time is spent searching and hunting for other big gay muscle boys or bodybuilders for hot flexing/posing/worshipping/fucking sessions, although he’s yet to find anyone who matches his size and condition, unfortunately.

He’s also recently discovered another type of sexual activity. Robbie loves hunting out like minded fans and lovers of hardcore roid beef, usually slim guys, though some are sometimes a little beefy. Robbie indulges in “muscle worship” sessions with the lucky muscle admirers, who tan and oil up Robbie’s huge pumped beef and feel his flexed muscle. Robbie gets such a power kick out of posing and flexing for an adoring muscle fan, helpless and quivering and ready to burst with creamy cum at any second of the sight of the otherworldly muscle freak standing arrogantly before them.

However, unlike Rob and Bob who love nothing more than being on stage at a competition showing off the goods, Robbie has a complicated relationship with competing in bodybuilding shows. On one hand he absolutely loves showing off his huge ripped beef to an adoring, aroused audience. He also absolutely loves being side by side with other huge tanned ripped bodybuilder freaks. He gets to see huge rippling mountains of pumped juicy smooth tan drenched oil caked beef up close, flexing and twitching within a few inches of himself. He gets to smell the sweat, muscle and testosterone, feel the attitude and arrogance seeping from the huge mountains of muscles standing next to him, flexing and squeezing their huge powerful God-like mass. Every instance of being on a bodybuilding stage have been the most overwhelmingly erotic experiences of Robbie’s life. Unfortunately, this causes its problems and concerns, and that’s what complicates Robbie’s relationship with competing.

Because he is so sexually aroused being on a bodybuilding stage, Robbie’s performance suffers greatly. He finds it extremely hard to concentrate on posing, and thus, is known for being a little bit of a sloppy poser. Robbie finds it extremely hard to hide his arousal. This means Robbie pulls some rather strange, some would say comical facial expressions onstage. He often looks flustered, exhausted, embarrassed, sometimes his expressions even make him look like he is pain, as he’s often wincing, and screwing up his face and biting his lip. In actual fact, Robbie is just extreme sexually charged and frustrated. Sometimes Robbie hides his arousal well, other times not so much. There are even a few rare occasions when Robbie has stopped feeling so embarrassed about feeling like he is on the brink of cumming and that if he so turned on if he doesn’t wank off he will literally explode, and instead, just enjoyed himself, and didn’t try and repress his arousal. This, again, made for some humorous facial expressions and activity from Robbie.

For instance, there was 1 posedown where Robbie was posing with this HUGE fuck off sexy bald bloke and the guy just started squeezing out these big hard poses next to him, Robbie’s eyes were like storks and he kept exclaiming “FUCK” and “YEAH” and groaning every time the bald dude flexed and squeezed. The audience just read it as Robbie trying to be funny, and have a bit of a joke with the guy, and the audience. At 1 point, Robbie cottoned on to this, and decided to give the audience a laugh, by looking at the big bald butch dude next to him, hanging his tongue out as if to say “hubba hubba” and then started waving his hands up and down as if he was worshipping/praying to him, which made the audience roar. The bald dude also seemed to like the unusual attention Robbie was paying him. He stuck to Robbie like glue throughout the whole posedown, at 1 point, started copying every pose Robbie threw, then, cheekily put his arm round him and enticed Robbie into an abs & thighs, their big pumped hard freaky bodies touching each other, big meaty huge crazy quads pressed up against each other. At this point, Robbie was just in a complete state of arousal. He looked like he was in some kind of trance, his mouth was permanently hung open, and his eyes kept rolling back in his head. People started to worry Robbie was having some kind of funny turn, in actual fact, he was so turned on, and ready to cum, he could barely make sense of anything that was going on around him. He was locked in an embrace with this huge tan drenched bald muscle roid gorilla, they were squeezing and tensing their huge pumped roided muscle, 2 muscle freaks wrapped round each other as the audience roared, their skin ready to burst and explode with the bulging muscle underneath it, he felt like a God, embraced with another God, he felt like he’d physically ascended to a higher level and it was the single most sexually erotic/pleasurable experience of his life. He felt like his cock would explode with cum at any given second. If anything or anyone gave his cock the slightest touch or nudge at that second, it would have!

Unfortunately, his facial expressions weren’t the only physical attribute Robbie had to worry about. Being turned on by being onstage inevitably meant Robbie spent the whole time with a big throbbing hard on, tenting and stretching his shiny rubber posers. An erection is hard to hide onstage for most bodybuilders, but for Robbie, it was particularly hard as he was quite a big lad in that department. It proved extremely embarrassing for Robbie, especially during the side chests. On a couple of occasions, the big tent in Robbie’s pink rubber posing trunks had caused a reaction from the audience. Some had started laughing, others had wolf whistled. There was even 1 occasion where a cheeky bodybuilder standing next to Robbie, caught sight of the big posing trunk tent, his eyes widened and he couldn’t seem to tear his eyes away from it for about a minute, he then gave a cheeky, puzzled expression to the audience as if to say “WHAT THE FUCK” which caused a riot of nervous laughter. Poor Robbie.

Then we have the fourth, and final bodybuilder, Robert. Robert is a complex character and a troubled soul. As equally big as Rob and Bob, yet Robert has absolutely no interest or desire to be a huge pumped ripped bodybuilder. More than this, Robert actually hates anything associated with muscle and bodybuilding. He finds bodybuilders, and in turn, his own physique, horrific and disgusting. Bob spends every waking moment trying to sabotage his own muscle. He would throw out all his supplements and any roids he could find in his house, and would eat bad, fatty foods and junk, sometimes he would even starve himself in hope that it would cause his muscle to shrink. He would cover up his muscle with thick layers of clothing, he tended not to go out of the house because he was so embarrassed and ashamed of his own huge freaky physique, and could not stand the stares and attention it bought him. This begs the questions of why on Earth had Bob not only built up an astonishingly huge, impressively ripped freaky bodybuilding physique, but also how he’d managed to maintain it?

This brings us to the second thing Rob, Robert, Robbie & Bob have in common. Not only do they all share the same birth name of Robert McRobertson, but each one of them suffers from an illness known as dissociate identity disorder, most commonly known as multiple personality disorder. Rob, Robert, Robbie & Bob are all in fact the same person, sharing 1 ridiculously huge pumped roid filled monstrously muscular body!
　

[Padraig]

Love it! So original!

[paarke]

Oh you're the one with the blog! I was in Durham last week, saw a couple of big guys but no Bobs!

[Lucas88]

Now that's an interesting twist!

[Speaker]

Quadrophenia with a muscle fetish? I like it haha!

[Mdlftr]

---demonstrating how "British English" and American English are two different
languages!

"...an arrogant & mean look on his mush like he?s the dogs bleedin? bollocks."

I THINK it means that "he grimaces as if he thinks he's something really special," but there could be other translations??

Right up there with "right ho" "bubble and squeak" "Toad in the hole" and other Britishisms. Monty Python, anyone?

[burzacott]

Originally Posted by Mdlftr

---demonstrating how "British English" and American English are two different
languages!

"...an arrogant & mean look on his mush like he?s the dogs bleedin? bollocks."

I THINK it means that "he grimaces as if he thinks he's something really special," but there could be other translations??

Right up there with "right ho" "bubble and squeak" "Toad in the hole" and other Britishisms. Monty Python, anyone?

Haha!! Yeah that's a pretty accurate translation me old matey!