Zombie Muscle - Part 7

[Massivebdy]

Zombie Muscle - Part 7


Bud climbed up a ladder inside the bulk food warehouse store and he stood at one of the thin wire meshed windows above the entranceway, looking down at the soldiers trapped outside the building. None of them had their weapons with them and they stayed close to the metal rolling gate door hoping it would open back up before any zombies discovered them there. Bud turned and looked behind him down at the kid who had pulled an inflatable air mattress off a shelf and sat on a box, blowing it up, each deep intake of air swelling his huge pecs and flaring out his massively thick lats, the sight of which made Bud ache for wanting the beautifully built man. Each deep expulsion of air was somehow erotically charged and Bud's dick was straining, growing hard and fighting against his tight briefs. He reached down and rubbed his own cock, helplessly mesmerized.

Outside the men under the window were suddenly moving, shuffling and bumping into each other in fear, then banging on the gate in panic, making far too much noise. It was noise that always drew the zombies and now it was too late, several dozen were headed towards them and the men had crossed over into pure unbridled terror.

"Shit, they're coming," Bud called down to the kid. "There's a bunch of them, twenty or more."

"Uh huh," the kid answered between deep breaths.

"You can't leave them out there. They don't have rifles or anything."

"They're probably fucked then," he said after his last exhalation of breath, then plugged up the mattress and flipped it onto the floor. He hopped off the box and stretched himself out, testing it for comfort, his two arms tucked up under his head with his pair of big rounded biceps flanking his face.

"I know they're assholes but they're gonna die!," Bud yelled, watching the zombies closing in halfway across the parking lot. "Those things will tear them apart. Seriously, I can't watch this. We can't let them just get slaughtered." Bud was hurrying down the ladder now and scrambling to try and pull up the heavy iron gate by himself. But outside the men heard the clink of chain pulling open the steel door and they all rushed to get under it and yank it up.

The kid looked over, it was almost comic how they were practically climbing over each other to get inside, and the Sergeant dragging himself and his broken hand in on his belly. He let out a heavy sigh, and got up off the mattress and walked past the men scurrying back in, then walked up to Bud who was still pulling on the chain and he leaned in and gave him a deep long kiss, one he was sure the Sarge wouldn't miss.

"Be back in a few minutes," he said breaking the lip lock and then ducking under the half raised door and then slamming it shut behind him.

"You don't have a gun!," Bud yelled through the door, pounding on it to get his attention and then stopping short, realizing he'd be drawing in the walking corpses even more.

"Guns are for pussies," Bud heard faintly through the gate, right before he scrambled back up the ladder to see what he knew could only be imminent carnage.

And he was right.

From down below the soldiers looked up and watched Bud's face as he looked out at the scene playing out on the asphalt. It contorted in revulsion, turned away and then back, then grew wide eyed in terror watching the onslaught outside. Bud gasped, and mumbled, "Holy shit" and "For the love of god" and finally, "un-fucking-believable."

Then the iron gate rolled up as a muscular arm sent it completely up into the ceiling and the kid sauntered back inside, so completely splattered with shiny, still dripping blood that his eyes were just two glowing white ovals against a sea of deep red. In his left hand he was still clutching an entire human arm, pulled off at the shoulder with a bony joint protruding and sinewy tendons hanging off it. The kid realizing he was still holding on to it tossed it casually over to the Sergeant, then wiped both his hands down the front of his body, the red smearing clear a path of flesh tone and a sludge of gore falling to the floor with a sickening wet noise.

He walked past the Sergeant and looked down at the man on the ground staring up at him in disbelief.

"Not bad for a fag, huh?"

He didn't wait for any response, but headed down the long aisle again. "Fuck if I didn't just take a damn shower." Every set of eyes just followed the broad backed, ass kicking- killing machine as he walked away from them all.

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"You sure about this?" the kid asked.

"Yeah, it's a no brainer. I want to be with you, and if you're not going to the compound then no way I'm going. And I don't want to stay here either. I'm sick of being holed up in this tin can. Actually I'm sick of being holed up anywhere. This is no life, hiding like some kind of refugee all the time. The constant fear. It's exhausting." Bud looked into the kids face and he knew he must look like some love sick sap, but he couldn't help that. He continued, "You don't live in fear, not for a second. What I'd give for that. But I couldn't ever have even a fraction of what you've got. That body, those goddamn muscles, your strength, it's unbelievable." Bud sat beside the kid, his finger gently stroking the ridges of one of his unflexed triceps that bulged out obscenely from the arm he was leaning back on.

"What about your brother," the kid asked. "He already left for the compound."

"He's got his life, and he'll be better off there. He'll fit in. I don't think either of us can say the same."

"You already know how I feel about the place. I'll take a pass." the kid thought of the homophobe man in charge, somewhere down the aisle with his men, and felt a twinge of anger flare up. "So we're outta here then," the kid declared for both of them. "Glad I had another shower for the road."

Bud put together a couple backpacks full of supplies, food and a change of clothes, lighters, first aid kit, good hunting knife and a pistol.

"I wouldn't mind getting out of the city," Bud began. "I worked last summer in the national park, there's a ranger station up the mountain a bit, on stilts in the trees, I think it'd be a great spot for awhile. Even has a generator. I can hunt, there should be game around. Sound good?"

"Sounds great, lets get the hell out of here."

They brushed past the soldiers, who were still waiting for their trucks to get back, and the kid hoisted up the gate one more time and together they walked out into the bright daylight and started out across the parking lot.

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Sir had covered at least a mile on the highway, maybe more, when something in the distance caught his eye. It was hard to tell with so many derelict cars strewn across the roadway, but in the distance he thought he'd seen some movement. He was pleased, since it had been awhile since his last zombie cum milking and he needed some, he felt the hunger that had slowly been building as it always did between feedings.

He hoped it was some young dead flesh, because he'd been lucky lately and had milked quite a bit of the more potent youthful jizz, and he liked the results. That white gold always made him grow more than any other, and all he had to do was look down at the giant shelf of his pecs to know that he was bigger than he'd ever been. He reached up and pinched both of his thick stubby nipples getting off on the pain from his own vice like grip. A little moan of pleasure escaped his lips as he enjoyed the sensitivity of his own tender hardened nubs. He looked down the road again and got excited at the expectation of tapping some fresh cum. He bent one of his arms up and flexed it for himself to watch the thick corded veins snake across the forearm that had grown so much thicker in the last few weeks. His left hand fell onto the globe of his right biceps and he felt his dick growing stiff at the sensation of his own rock hard muscle. He admired the added depth of the split down the center and knew that it too had vastly improved. He looked down and saw the end of his dick poking out of the top of his shorts, with pre-cum already drizzling down the mushroom head, and he looked back up to see how far away his next feeding was.

There were just two of them walking slowly, and Sir hurried his pace, impatient for them to reach him. As their silhouettes in the distance grew closer he could see that one of the two zombies had a pear shaped body, narrow shoulders and wide at the hips, the other quite the opposite, broad wide shoulders and narrow waist that then swelled back out to accommodate two enormous thighs. As the distance shortened Sir realized that these two weren't moving like zombies, these two were alive. The shape of the wider one became more pronounced the closer it got, and the curves of an unmistakably superior physique, rather like his own, was apparent.

It was just then that the two walking figures noticed him, their body language changed as they stopped for a moment and pointed in his direction, no doubt appraising his overly developed build. Sir had never seen a body that rivaled his own, and now the large muscular figure was walking just as quickly towards him. Sir did the same, until, in a minute they were both running towards each other. When at last they came together both men froze, just steps apart, sizing each other up, eyes darting across the thick and chiseled freakishly built muscles before stopping and staring into each others faces. Locked in a long and steady gaze, neither man remembered the other, but for some reason they both knew that they should. There was no explanation why, it was like a cloud blocking a memory, but it didn't stop either man and they fell together in a passionate embrace, two colossal bodies intertwined in a staggering mountain like landscape of muscle.

As their huge hands groped and explored, each the near mirror image of the other, they soon found themselves tearing off what little clothing they had on. In a heated frenzy they fell to the ground together in a heap, with mouths locked and probing tongues exploring each other in turn. It was an uncontrollable lust that, for the moment, blocked out the rest of the world. Bud simply looked on in a mesmerized daze. The thought of one man this remarkably built was hard enough to fathom, but now a second. It was hard to deny that they seemed made for each other.

Naked on the roadside, the kids beautiful bare ass up in the air while mounted on top of Sir, made Bud unsure of how much more he could take. His own insatiable lust for muscle, so long denied, now so overwhelming on display at his feet, was making him lightheaded. The violence of their sex almost scared him. It was like they were two wild animals, finally uncaged and released on each other with no need or desire for restraint. Maybe that was why it seemed so electrically charged to Bud. Naked men, out in the open on the side of a road, oblivious to everything but each other, unrestrained and unapologetic.

Bud watched the muscle orgy to it's first climax and the kid pulling out of Sir and splattering his back with a copious arching stream of cum. He wasn't expecting the kid to bend forward and lap it all up off the broad muscled back but it made him even harder watching him when he did. Sir was next and teased his own dick into readiness then he just smiled in delight when the kid, still not satiated by his own load, fell onto Sirs primed cock and drained it dry. Bud watched him expertly finish the job, the kids head tilted back in pleasure as he swallowed, and the thick corded neck muscles undulating provocatively as he took the liquid down his throat.

What happened after that surprised Bud even more. Sir finally diverted his eyes from the kid and now saw Bud for the first time. He reached out his preposterously muscular arm and held it in the air towards Bud, his fingers extended, silently commanding him to come over. Bud did and couldn't believe it when Sir pulled him and buried his face in the eager aching crotch. Sir tore the pants open with his teeth and took the entire length of the throbbing dick deep into his mouth, his lips brushing the red pubes, and Bud lost all control.

"Oh my fucking god?" and when Bud thought he couldn't be any closer to absolute bliss the kid appeared next to him and he felt the powerful fingers of his big hand wrap around the back of his head and force it down onto one of the large pink nipples that was the jewel on the massive slabs of magnificent pectoral muscles.

"Suck that for me Bud," the kids deep voice ordered him, the giant paw holding his head against the delicious chest. "That's it baby, suck that big man tit."

Bud had no resistance to such an onslaught of muscled perfection and came quickly with Sir coaxing more out of his dick than he ever thought possible.

"I think he's into muscle. Whatta you think?," the kid jokingly asked Sir.

"Yeah, looks like a possibility." Sir rolled down onto his back pulling Bud on top of him. "I think he might like a ride."

Bud felt the big cock under his ass rising to the occasion and he prepared himself to mount it, still trying to catch his breath from the release he'd just had. The kid squatted over top Sir's face, offering his hard glutes to Sirs mouth while he leaned forward and opened his own, swallowing Bud's face as they all lost themselves in another round of roadside sex.

Bud had no idea how long they'd been at it when finally the three of them were all lying flat on their backs, staring up at the sky and enjoying the post frenzy calm. Sandwiched between the two big men his two hands lay atop each set of chiseled abdominals, fingers tenderly following the square-ish separations between the tile like muscles.

"Holy crap that was good," Bud said to know one in particular. Then after a few more idle minutes he added, "God damn I'm hungry. I could eat a horse. You guys hungry?"

He turned from side to side looking at each mans face, waiting for an answer, and noticed that the two just seemed to stare at each other, somehow exchanging an understanding between them.

"Yeah, I could eat," the kid said, with an odd smirk.

"Me too," Sir added.

Bud looked at their weird expressions, knowing something here was off, and wondered what he was missing.

[dan25]

Just gets better and better---great work!!!

[vlad]

Awesome chapter, so hot. I knew Sir was growing bigger too! I look forward to where this is going!

[Londonboy]

I think Sir is my favorite! But I'm loving all three and the story is simply just awesome! Thank you, kind sir.

[tattcub]

great great stuff...

Now I am hungry

[philat99]

You've got quite a plot going. Thanks for the great story!