The Father and Son He Met at the Bar

[sexyactionnick]

Randy eyed the two musclemen from across the bar. They were, easily, the three biggest guys in the club that night, which caused Randy?s loins to stir. Knowing they were watching, he extended his long arm to grab his drink, unfurling the muscled limb slowly as to highlight every striation. He flexed just enough to set off the veins snaking down his bicep and across his forearms as he grasped the drink, letting the bottom of the glass brush against his protruding pecs before tipping it to his lips. Randy stood 6?3? and weighed around two-hundred and seventy-five pounds, and his every action reminded the men of his bar just who was king.

The musclemen were at his side, flanking him, before he even set his glass down. They looked similar from afar ? daddies tend to be narcissists that way ? but up close the duo could literally be father and son. What he hadn?t noticed was how pale the two were, especially in contrast to Randy?s golden color. However, he was willing to overlook their white skin when he noticed how incredible their muscle was.

The father had an imposing bald head and a thick dark brown moustache, and a rich virile carpet of chest hair hanging out from his v-neck muscle shirt, which left nothing to the imagination. Randy looked amazing, especially compared to the fatjobs in the bar, but the father could easily be a professional bodybuilder on contest day. He had no bodyfat that Randy could see and arms that strained the stretchy material of his muscle shirt. His biceps were easily above twenty inches, with even more pronounced veins than Randy had. It was hard to see in the dim lighting, but pale blue veins were visible underneath the man?s skin.

His son was also an amazing specimen, if just slightly smaller. The son wore no moustache and his hair, in contrast to his father?s masculine chrome dome, was long and hung over his eyes, but was the same shade of dark chestnut. The family resemblance was too obvious. The thought of actually bedding a real father and son at the same time sent shivers down Randy?s spine, and they seemed to notice. ?Clive,? the father said, extending his hand. Randy shook the man?s hand and was immediately crushed ? the man was stronger than an ox, but the strangest part was that his hand was cold, almost room temperature. ?And this is my boy, Steve.?

Steve leaned against the bar and flicked his head, sending his long hair to the side. His thick muscles bulged out of the skimpy tank-top he wore, delts so rounded and protruding that he looked like an action figure. ?Boy, be polite and introduce yourself. Don?t make me give you a spanking,? Clive warned.

The brutish boy smiled and held out his hand. ?Steve. And I don?t think I?m the only one that?s gonna get spanked tonight.?

Randy had never bottomed before, but the duo?s effortless power and charisma made his hole beg for a cock like it never had before. He stuffed the desire down inside, reminding himself that he was the biggest brute top in the city. ?I?m Randy,? he said, though he had the strangest feeling these men already knew.

Clive and Steve both moved away from the bar at the same time, and Randy found himself moving in response to their steps, staying sandwiched between them. They were good, they had the dual seduction act down. But he would make the father/son duo his bitches before the night?s end.

?Let?s cut to the chase, Randy,? Steve said. ?We?re the biggest guys in this bar, and you want to dominate us to prove just how big of a man you are.?

?Is that so?? Randy smirked.

?If it?s wrong, just tell us,? Clive said. His smile flashed his teeth for just a moment, but his lips closed before Randy could examine them. Pearly white, but something was odd about them. ?We?ve been wrong before.?

?We could have misjudged you. Maybe you?re just a cockthirsty cumdumpster like the rest of these fags,? Steve said. Randy whirled around with his arms raised, ready to push the muscleboy for even suggesting that he might be a bottom, but Steve was no longer behind him. He turned around again to find Clive and Steven standing next to each other, looking like muscle twins born twenty years apart.

?I?m no fucking bottom,? Randy growled. ?I?ll fuck both your asses before the night is done.?

The father/son duo looked at each other and smiled, then back at him. ?I knew we could count on you. How about we take you back to our hotel room? Unless you?d be more comfortable in your home.?

Randy thought back to the tiny studio apartment he lived in, sleeping on a mattress on the floor to devote every penny he had to food and steroids. ?Let?s meet at your hotel.?

The mysterious father and son led Randy outside and they flagged down a cab. Steve got in the front, and Clive climbed in the back with Randy.

?How about we wrestle for it,? Clive said as the cab drove south. Inside, Randy felt glad their hotel was actually near his neighborhood. No doubt they spent all their cash on ?roids as well. ?Pick whichever one of us you choose to wrestle. If you pin us, you get to fuck us. If we pin you, well?? Clive flexed his massive arm at Randy, whose hole again shuddered in ecstasy.

They pulled up in front of a cheap hotel. ?You two go check into the room, let me take care of the cab,? Steve said. Randy barely noticed that Steve had not pulled out his wallet as Clive led him to a shabby room with a king bed. As soon as they were inside and the door was shut, the father turned around and began pulling Randy?s clothes off.

It was so intense Randy only managed to get a grip on himself once they were both down to their jockstraps. ?I thought we were going to wrestle,? Randy said, his thick cock straining the pouch as he surveyed Clive?s naked body.

The father had wide cannonball shoulders, even better than his son, and lats so wide he could see the bottom curve even below the thick arms which hung at an angle. Chiseled didn?t begin to describe Clive ? he had zero percent bodyfat. Every inch of his body was veiny, but more impressive was the fullness and roundness of the muscle bellies, every single muscle group striated and cut to perfection. He was at Olympian-level conditioning, but there wasn?t a contest for months.

?I decided on doing something else. I?m sure my boy will like this plan.?

The door opened and closed so quietly that Randy didn?t hear Steve come in, only felt the rough, calloused hands slide down his wide back and around his stomach, one big mitt grasping the firm package hanging between his legs. Clive moved back in, and the two men kissing and caressing Randy?s muscles made him completely forget about the wrestling.

They worshipped Randy?s body excellently. Randy threw up a double bicep and they each caressed and licked his arms, feeling and squeezing his immense, rock-hard tricep. He flexed his immense thighs and they each dropped to their knees, and Randy?s cock slipped out of the hammock to see two musclemen so servile to him. Steve wrapped his lips around the nine-inch monster and began sucking like Randy had never felt before, taking the entire length down his throat, expertly working the head with his lips and tongue, then shoving the entire cock down his throat again.

He felt a long, talented tongue working it?s way between his powerful glutes, and realized that Clive had his nose buried in his ass, rimming him to perfection. But they didn?t stop their muscle worship, so Randy kept his legs flexed, pulling Steve?s hair as they brought him close to the brink. But he didn?t even have to stop them ? they seemed to sense that he was about to come and stopped. The boy moved around back and the father came to the front, stripping off his own thong. The daddy cock was nine inches long flaccid, though this made Randy feel all the more virile for dominating a bigger cock than his own.

?What do you boys have in store for me now?? Randy said, his head swimming.

?My boy is going to fuck me while you watch,? Clive said.

?Oh yeah? I?d love to see?? Randy suddenly stopped talking as Steve?s hand clamped over his mouth, a vice grip even tighter than his father?s handshake. His head yanked to the side, exposing the bare flesh of his trapezius and the tiny bit of neck that was left. Randy watched Clive smile and begin to stroke his cock as Steve stabbed him in the neck, though it felt like? it felt like Steve had bitten him.

He felt woozy, no doubt from lack of blood. They must be drugging him! Randy slipped back into Steve?s arms, and the muscle boy cradled him as he continued to puncture his neck. Whatever they were doing had the peculiar effect of making Randy feel as if he were getting smaller, feeling more and more like a babe in the muscle boy?s arms.

Finally Steve pulled out and tossed Randy to the bed like a rag doll. After a few seconds he regained his bearings and sat up to see a much more muscular Steve standing before his father, flexing his muscles. Steve was massive, more than massive. Before he had been around 5?10? and probably 230 lbs, but now he stood almost 6?1 and looked like he weighed about 300 lbs. He flexed an amazing most muscular, his cock suddenly jutting out over a foot. What more, Steve was no longer the pale white of his father, but a rich tan, almost like Randy.

Randy held up his arm to see that it was much paler, no longer the golden brown he had spent so much time tanning for, and his forearm was no longer veiny and muscular. It was thick, bigger than a lot of guys, but ? it couldn?t be. It was impossible.

Steve turned to him and grinned, locking eye contact. ?Sit in the chair and watch us,? he said. Randy scoffed at the idea of anyone telling him what to do, yet his feet picked up and walked him to the chair on their own. On the way, he caught a glimpse of his body in the mirror. He was puny, about as big as he was back when he was a natural bodybuilder a few years ago, before he started juicing. He was so horrifed by his own reflection he didn?t notice it was the only one in the mirror.

Clive and Steve began to make out furiously, Clive?s hands worshipping his son?s body with furious intensity. Steve was ecstatic to receive his father?s worship and proudly flexed his much bigger body, completely eclipsing his father. Before Randy had marveled at Clive?s cock, but now Steve had him beat by at least two inches. He couldn?t look away, no matter how much he willed his head to turn.

Steve pushed his father facedown into the bed and began eating his ass out. The daddy moaned into the pillow as his huge muscleboy opened his hole up with tender strokes of the tongue. Finally, he grabbed his daddy?s ass and roughly lowered it to his cock level, and shoved the monster tool in. It glided in smoothly, as if his daddy?s hole were just always lubricated and ready to go.

Clive howled and moaned as the leviathan cock plunged his insides, but Steve made no such noises. Though his hips thrusted powerfully into his daddy?s ass, smacking those firm cheeks against his pelvis, Steve kept his gaze locked on Randy. He let one hand go so he could flex his arm at his captive, throwing up at least a twenty-six inch bicep. ?You like your muscle, Randy? Because it?s mine now,? he laughed. He threw up a few more poses just to rub it in.

?Come over here and worship me,? he commanded, and Randy got to his feet. This time, it was his choice to obey. He kissed and caressed every inch of Steve?s monstrous back, which stretched wider than Ronnie Coleman. He felt the marble-hard biceps, feeling each individual striation as Steve flexed them over and over for him.

Steve pulled Randy close to him, crushing the smaller man against his body. ?This is it, I?m gonna?? he said, and nearly suffocated Randy as he exploded, loads of cum filling his father?s ass. He threw Randy on the bed next to Clive, who he could see had also blown a load onto the sheets just from his son?s cock filling his ass.

?Your turn, dad.? Before Randy could ask what that mean, Clive was on top of him, biting down on the other side of his neck. The same feeling washed over him, and he felt himself shrinking again.

When he woke up, the scene had reversed. Clive, now around 340 lbs. and golden brown, had his still-enormous son bent over the bed and had what must be an epic cock buried deep in the boy?s ass. Randy felt something stir his insides around, and realized that Steve was fucking him too. As he came out of the stupor his asshole burned in pain, stretched out by the muscleboy?s fantastic cock, and yet it felt so amazing.

So many years of pretending to be a top when he could have been feeling this orgasmic joy all along, the joy of a truly big man completely owning his ass. He was watching the two biggest men he had ever seen fuck and felt thrilled just to be a part of it.

With a mighty roar, Clive came inside Steve, but both men could come over and over again. He simply pulled out of Steve?s ass and shoved his cock directly down Randy?s throat, and they had him skewered like a shish kabob. Then they made Randy ride Clive?s monster dick while worshipping Steve?s muscles again, then ride Steve?s dick and worship Clive.

With just a few minutes left until dawn, the two muscle giants collapsed. Randy had lost track of how many times they had come in him and on him. He was now a short, thin skeleton of a man, pale and scrawny, but had just had the most amazing sexual experience any mortal man had ever had. The sun began to peek through the hotel window and in a flash, Clive had closed the curtain and come back to bed, spooning his giant son and crushing the sticklike Randy between them.

After they cuddled for a bit, they dressed Randy in some tiny clothes they pulled out of a shopping bag, as if they had antipicated all of this. They shoved him out the door, knowing that no one would ever believe him. Randy stumbled outside into the sunlight, looking at his pale skin and scrawny arms for the first time.

His years of weight training, strict dieting and steroid abuse were all worth it, if just for that one night.

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[Mdlftr]

OMG! It's "team Edward!"

With MUSCLES!!

D-yam! And no whiny Bela in sight!

Big improvement over the books and movies!

P.S. I'd love to hear a backstory, maybe starting as gladiators in ancient Rome, or Norsemen raiders.....

[xboy]

Amazing story!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

[crushme99]

Exceptionally good. Great job.

[Reeza]

Good to see something from you again. Your "Magnum Opus" is one of my favorites.