Searching for a story - Muscle Dad

[archer]

Searching for a story I read a while back about a son who comes home and finds his father working out in the yard - moving huge equipment, etc. Then his father takes off his shirt and is HUGE...think it's called "Muscle Dad."

Anyone know where I can find the story?

Thanks.

[Kymuscleboy]

That's one of my favorite stories too! I found it at:

http://web.archive.org/web/200009141...ies/index.html

This is an archive site version of the old "All Male Muscle Archive" that Shawn Stewart ran. I've copied "Muscle Dad" below, but there are many other great, old stories at the link above. Happy reading!
--Kymuscleboy
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Muscle Dad

By: Michael Yoder <[email protected]>


I never thought my own dad would become the object of my lust until one day when
I came home from work...

I'd moved back home when my mom left my dad, partly to cover his mortgage and
partly because I wanted to support him through the tough time being alone for
the first time since he was 19.

At 55, my dad wasn't really what you could call a new age kinda guy - he barely
knew how to boil water and couldn't do the laundry if his life depended on it.
He knew I was gay - that never bothered him. He had friends in high school who
were gay - a radically different era. My dad worked construction with the same
company for 30 years. He seemed a non-descript kind of guy, but tall. He was
6'8" and BIG. He was balding except for dark hair on the sides and back of his
head. He had a big black mustache and wore these fairly thick glasses most of
the time. He had sort of jowls starting (at 55 I guess that's pretty normal).
I'd never seen him naked, he always wore these heavy long sleeved shirts and I
never thought much about it, until this one day.

I came home and dropped my stuff on the hall table. I looked around for dad but
couldn't find him anywhere. No where in the house. Then I heard a strange
thumping sound coming from the backyard. I went to the back door and peered
through the screen.

The yard was very long and dad had a bunch of old construction equipment at the
end of the lot. I never knew why he kept all that but I found out then.

I couldn't believe what I saw. My dad was stripped to the waist and was carrying
an old forklift by it's forks!. Underneath those long sleeved shirts, my dad was
a massive man! His shoulders were incredibly wide and his traps rose to his ears
as he lifted the massive weight of the forklift. His biceps looked to be the
size of basketballs easily 30" around and snaking with veins, massive hairy
forearms flexed and knotted with muscle. His neck was thick and corded with
muscle and his hairy pecs rolled and flexed as he moved. His thighs - even in
his jeans - were pumped and looked to be about 48" and thick. And I noticed that
the more he hefted the forklift around the bigger the bulge in his pants became.
Shit! My dad was getting hard lifting all that fucking weight around. ANd I was
geting hard watching him!

He started doing bicep curls with the forklift, each lift incresing the size of
his massive arms. I watched him getting sweatier and sweatier and straining with
the lift as his pump increased. Finally I couldn't stand it any longer and I
pulled my cock out while I watched, stroking to the sight of my giant muscle dad
proving his power to himself.

Just when I tought he was finished, he put the forklift down and stopped for a
while. Then he did something that just about made me shoot right there. He
grabbed on of the forks in his right hand and started to lift. The thing had to
wiegh a good two tons. He strained and grunted and the veins came out in his
forehead as the forklift began to raise off the ground. His already pumped arm
became even bigger, swelling to gargantuan size. The forklift riased over his
head, in one powerful hand, he started to curl it! One armed bicep curls with a
fuckin forklift! With his free hand he rubbed his crotch, his cock lengthening
down his pant leg. My cock was hard as rock watching my powerful dad showing
off. He undid his fly and yanked out his cock! Man! I wondered why mom would've
left him! His cock was a fucking monster - it looked about 10" and it wasn't
completely hard yet! He stroked his thick cock in one hand and continued
performing curls with the other.

After a few minutes of this he put the forklift down and stood there, carefully
flexing each massive pumped muscle. His pecs rolling with every intake of
breath, flexing his huge arms over and over while his cock bobbed in front of
him.

Then he grabbed his shirt and slipped it on (just barely) over his massive
shoulders).

"You like that show, son?" he called to the house.

I thought one thing.

"oh, shit."

I thought I was dead meat. My huge 6'8"giant of a dad, pumped and sweaty from
lifting a huge forklift had noticed me and was coming inside. Had he seen me
jacking off which I watched him show off his freaky power and strength? I felt
like running and never coming back - I was that scared. Any man who could lift a
forklift that easily could crush me like a fucking grape.

He approached the house, his hairy chest heaving and his arms bulging like I'd
never seen arms bulge. He came in the back door and stood there.

"Let's sit down, son. I need a beer." He went into the living room and sat on
the couch while I got us both beers. His massive frame barely fit the small
couch. I'd never noticed before how bulky he was. Now he seemed absolutely
inhuman in size. I handed him the beer and he grasped in his massive hairy hand.
I could feel my cock getting hard again and did my best to hide it.

"I guess you know why your mother left me now," he said.

"Uhh -- I don't think I do, dad?"

"Well, son, she just thought I was getting to big. Too much muscle for her, I
guess. I started liftin' young, but when I turned 40 I started getting paunchy,
like your uncle Ted and I thought I better start liftin weights to build some
muscle. Well pretty soon I was gettin real big and your mom liked that - at
first"

"At first?" I asked. "What happened?"

"I just kept gettin bigger and bigger. I loved it. I could feel the size and
power in my muscles increasing every day. The more I lifted the stronger I got
and the bigger I got and I liked that. But when I hit 600 lbs and my arms were
nearly 33" - she said she couldn't take it no more and left." Dad drank the beer
and rubbed his massive arm.

"How big are you now, Dad?" I asked, my cock slowly getting harder.

"I don't know. Haven't measured lately. Wanna help me out, son?"

I gulped. "Okay, Dad."

He reached into the end table drawer and pulled out a tape measure. "Here," he
said handing it to me.

He stood up and removed his shirt. He flexed and rolled his massive hairy pecs.
"Start with my chest, boy." he said.

I unrolled the tape as far as I could around the massive chest. From the back
his lats were massive and thick his traps like mountains at the top of his
shoulders. I read the tape. "85 inches" Then dad turned around and flexed his
biceps. His pumped right arms was incredible the peak was like a baseball. My
hands were shaking as I rolled the tape around his massive arm. "38 inches!" I
gasped. He stretched his arm out and flexed it again, right in front of my face.
I could feel his hot breath on my face as he whispered, "Measure it again, son."

I read the tape again. "HOly shit, Dad. 39 and a half!"

"Mmm," he groaned. "Put your hand on it, son."

My hand seemed tiny on my dad's massive arm. My whole hand barely contained the
peak on his biceps. I cupped his arm and ran my fingers over the muscle, It was
like steel - hot and immovable. The veins on his arm snaked over his shoulder
and onto his hairy pecs. He turned his fist changing the shape of the rock hard
muscle. He never stopped watching my hands on his biceps. My cock was like rock
and strained to be free of its confines. I could see that Dad's cock was getting
hard too.

"Feels really good to be touched like this, son. It's been a long time." My
hands roamed onto his hairy forearm, thick and corded. I grabbed his massive
wrist. I couldn't even get my hand around it, it was so thick. I felt his fist -
hard and strong. I wanted to feel his hands on me, holding me caressing my body.
I felt like a little boy, my 5'11" frame next to this giant man.

"Man, Dad, your muscles are so huge. So hard..." my voice trailed off as my
hands worked their way over his pecs, kneading the muscle and running my fingers
through the hair. He looked down at me and instinctively flexed his massive
chest. The muscle at first softened and then hardened under my hands. I groaned.
"Fuck yeah, Dad. Flex your pecs."

He continued flexing his pecs while I caressed them and felt the muscle. I
stroked my cock through my pants and felt every inch of his massive torso. "This
turns you on, son?" he asked.

"Yeah," I gulped. I wanted to lick every inch of him, feel the mass of this
giant.

"Mmmm, My muscles are making you hard?"

"Mmmm..."

"Show your Dad how hard you are." I unzipped my pants and pulled out my 7.5".
Tentatively at first, Dad reached down and touched it. Then he stroked me very
gently. His huge hand held my whole cock as he stroked me. "Mmmm," he said.
"Give your Dad a kiss, son."

He bent down and gently kissed me, closed lips. Then his lips slowly opened and
I mine too and our tongues met. I could taste the salty sweat in his thick
mustache as his tongue probed my mouth. His hands started to wander over my
body, as he undid my shirt and dropped it to the floor. I undid his pants and
slowly pulled them down. His cock emerged slowly, the thick length going on and
on as the pants came down. Finally his whole cock was free and sprang up.

"Shit Dad! How big are you, man?"

He smiled. "You got the tape measure, son." I stroked him a while and he became
even larger. It had been a long time. When his cock was at full mast, I pulled
the tape measure across the top. From the base to the tip it read - 14". Around
the thickest point - 10". His hairy balls hung low and full.

We stood there a while, stroking each other's cocks, and necking, till I
couldn't stand it any longer and fell to my knees. I gheld his cock in both
hands and took the tip of it into my eager mouth. I lick and sucked at the huge
head of his cock and stroked the rest. First he looked down at me watching me
try to suck as much as I could and then he threw his head back and I watched his
massive chest heaving and flexing.

After a few minutes he reached down under my arms and picked me up. I weigh
close to 195lbs but he picked me up like I was a toddler. He cradled me in his
massive hairy arms and carried me into his bedroom. His tongue probed my mouth,
his mustache tickled me as he licked my nipples. He stood by the bed cradling me
in one arm and with his free hand stroked my cock. Finally he lifted me like a
human barbell and started curling me his lips parting to take in my cock. I
looked down below me and watched his hard 14" cock bobbing and flexing with
excitement while he sucked me.

After a while he set me gently down on the bed and starting kissing me deeply. I
could feel his rock hard cock between my legs pushing against my ass and I knew
he wanted to make love to me. His thick fingers slipped between my thighs and
started probing my hot hole.

"Do you want to fuck me, Dad?" I asked.

"Ohhhh, yeah, son. I wanna make love to that pussy."

When he used that word I felt a sudden rush. My Dad hadn't had sex for a long
time. I could feel his pulsing massive cock pressing at my asshole, and it
excited me that he called it a pussy. I was his boy pussy at that moment, and he
was the biggest most muscular and powerful man I'd ever been with.

He kissed down my body his strong hands caressing me I felt his massive
shoulders and traps caressed his thick arms and hairy forearms. He nuzzled into
my ass and his tongue entered me. He played with my asshole the way I wa sure
he'd played with my own mother's pussy. His fingers toyed with it driving me
crazy. His wet hot tongue lapping at my hole. I twitched my hole and that drove
him crazy! He licked harder and faster his fingers probing.

Then he reached into the side drawer of the bed table and pulled out a tube of
lubricant. He carefully spread lube into my asshole and over his massive swollen
cock. Then he set my thighs over his own and guided his huge cock at my boy
pussy.

"Yeah, Dad, fuck my boy pussy. I wanna feel you real deep."

"Oh, yeah son. You're gonna feel me really deep." He pushed the first few inches
in and my ass clamped around the massive muscle cock. He continued easing the
shaft in until he was more than half way in. My cock bobbed against my stomach
while he slid further and further in. He started slowly sliding in and out. I
could feel every inch of him inside me. It was incredible.

"YOu like that, son? You like your huge daddy's cock inside you? YOu like to
feel me deep inside you?"

"Mmmmm" I groaned. "Fuck me, Dad. Fuck your boy!" I bucked back at him as his
cock entered me further.

"Ohh yeah, boy. Fuck your old man's cock! FUck this muscle man's huge cock!"

He flexed his pecs while his cock continued to slide in and out rhythmically.
The pace heightened and I could feel my own cock getting ready to blow.

"Ahh, Dad! I'm gonna shoot." He bent down and kissed me deeply while my cock
unloaded a huge load over my chest and onto his massive thick abs.

"Yeah, Son!" he yelled. "I'm gonna blow too! AAARRRGGGHHH!!!" I squeezed down on
the massive cock deep inside me as I felt it throb and throb while it unloaded
on waves of hot cum.

And that was the beginning...

[archer]

Thanks, Kymuscleboy! Been looking for this one for a while. Also, thanks for the link to some of my other favorites.


-Archer