Muscle sex: Part 4

[Corwin]

Jason pressed his body into Rich's. In the three years they had been
together, Rich had bulked up to 230 pounds of ripped muscle, yet he
was no where near as big as Jason. The three Mr. Olympia trophies
proved that. Jason's 375 pounds of hard beef was unsurpassed. The
only thing that made him happier than showing off his phenomenal
physique and strength was snuggling next to Rich.

Rich pressed into Jason, feeling the power of the big man's body.
Though Rich's muscles had become thicker and stronger over the years,
Jason's unyielding mass deformed the smaller man's muscles with their
powerful bulk. Rich would have it no other way. The heat generated
by Jason's body had one effect on Rich -- it made him horny.

Jason's powerful hand rubbed along Rich's torso. Rich shivvered as
Jason gently rubbed his pecs and felt his hard six-pack.

"What's this?" Jason asked, knowing damn well what the thick pipe
extending along Rich's stomach was. "Damn, big boy." Jason began to
stroke the Rich's thick manhood as he rolled over.

Rich reached down and touched Jason's cock. While no where near as
big as his own, the hard man-organ none-the-less excited Rich. The
thought that Jason found him attractive and desireable was something
Rich would never trade for a million dollars.

"Can't you ever get enough?" Rich jibed.

Jason responded by pressing his lips to Rich's, Jason's tongue
wrestling with the smaller man's.

"Guess not," Rich ran his hands over Jason's massive pecs. They were
as round as globes and as hard as steel. He moved his mouth to the
firm nipple and licked at it like a love-sick puppy. Jason responded
by tensing the muscle, making the pecs jump up and down. Rich looked
up into Jason's face with an evil grin and gnashed his teeth into the
hard man-breast.

Jason laughed. "Feels good, boy," he said as he pressed his body into
Rich's. The larger man's muscular physique rubbed against Rich's
frame. Jason could feel Rich's huge pole getting harder and throbbing
into abs, coating his rigid stomach with a layer of slick precum.

"Got a surprise for you," said Jason, pulling away from Rich. He
rolled over, reached into the nightstand and pulled out a solid metal
tube. It was about three-quarters of an inch thick and about 9 inches
long. Jason turned back toward Rich and began stroking his cock,
squeezing it hard, forcing it to be more turgid. Jason lowered his
mouth to the sensitive head, and wrapped his tongue around it.

"Oh fuck, that feels so good!"

"Gonna make it feel even better," said Jason. "For you and me!"
Jason placed the metal at the base or Rich's fat cock. "Let me know
if this is too tight." Jason grabbed each end of the metal between
his thumbs and index fingers. His bowling-pin-like forearms burst
into raw muscle as he called upon his strength. The steel resisted,
but Jason's power would not be denied. Slowly, carefully Jason forced
the tube to deform, first into a U, then C, then a ring.

Rich rubbed his hands over Jason's arms, marvelling at the hardness
and definition of the muscles as they forced steel to change shape.
Rich felt the ring grow tight around the base of his cock, forcing his
monster harder and longer. He flexed his prick, forcing more blood to
be trapped into his length by Jason's muscle-made cockring. When he
could take no more, he told Jason to stop.

Jason smiled. He went back to the nightstand and pulled out a tape
measure. When Jason looked at Rich, he saw that the man's dick had
snaked into the divide of its owner's pecs. Rich was flexing his
chest, compressing his meaty muscles against the thick head, getting
off on his own muscles and fat schlong.

"Let me do that, stud," said Jason.

"You do it all the time," said Rich. "Damn, you've made me fucking
huge. Fuck, sensitive too." Rich massaged the fat head of his cock
with his flexing chest.

"Don't get too excited. I got plans for that baby," said Jason as he
placed the end of the tape against Rich's cock. He extended it,
watching the numbers get larger and larger. "Holy fuck!"

"What?" asked Rich.

"You're nearly sixteen fucking inches!"

"Surprise!" laughed Rich, amazed at his own size.

Jason was already measuring Rich's girth. "Shit. Almost nine inches
around."

"Jealous?" teased Rich as he reached for Jason's dick. It was oozing
precum and hard as steel. Jason's balls were pulled tight and Rich
could tell that he was extremely excited by the effect the of the
cockring. He saw that Jason's body was quivering slightly, preparing
for the onslaught of hormones that would make him grow. Rich looked
into Jason's face as the undefeated Mr. Olympia dropped the tape. His
eyes were those of a wild animal.

What happened next Rich could never be sure of. It was a blur. Jason
was on him in a flash, lifting him up and throwing him flat on the
bed. Jason straddled him, raising Rich's massive organ and pressing
it against his anus. "Make me grow!" command Jason as he forced the
head passed his sphincter. Jason liked to be in charge like this.
Jason screamed as Rich stretched his hole like never before. Even as
he lowered himself several inches, Jason's body began to grow.

Jason raised his arms behind his head, and his biceps bulged larger
and larger. Soon, the muscles were pressing against his ears forcing
his arms to extend to accomidate their new mass.

Rich fought an urge to buck up, to force his cock further in Jason.
He knew his current monster size could hurt the big man. Rich reached
up and felt Jason's pecs. Even stretched out, they jutted from the
man's body like two shelves. Rich rubbed them and felt them thicken
as Jason to continue to lower himself. He watched as Jason's face
contorted, not in pain, but in pleasure. A tear ran down his cheek as
the big man struggled against the python invading his body. Jason's
ripped body shuddered with muscle growth as he controlled his descent
onto Rich's massive cock. He stopped half-way down, and pulled out a
bit, adjusting himself for the rest. Rich thought Jason already
looked substantially more massive. He loved making Jason grow.

Jason started to lower himself once more. He leaned over Rich, who
reached up and felt his lats. Rich could resist no longer, and began
to force himself up. As he did, he felt Jason's back getting thicker
as it grew wider. Jason let our a primal scream as the metal ring
finally pressed against Rich's ass.

Jason's body gleaned with sweat as he bounced on Rich's muscle-giving
rod. His body convulsed with new size and power. Jason had never
felt as strong. He began to flex his arms as Rich's hands rubbed his
new size. Jason struck a crab pose, striations become more and more
defined as Jason's body expanded.

Rich was groaning now too. "Damn, so fucking big. Oh Jason, I love
you." At those word, Rich released a torrent of juice into Jason.
Jason reciprocated by exploding all over Rich's chest and face. As
Jason collapsed on Rich, he rolled his body to release Rich's
magnificent meat. Jason only lay on Rich momentarily before he moved
his hands to the cockring and easily pried it open, freeing Rich's
organ.

Jason stood up and looked in the mirror, flexing. "Damn! Look at me!
I'm bigger than ever!"

Jason walked into the bathroom and brough a wet towel for Rich. He
wiped the seeds of their love from Rich's body and cleaned up the
mess. "430 pounds of muscle, babe!"

"They're going to love you this weekend at the show," said Rich.

"Ya. Poor guy who gets his pro-card. Nobody can compete against
these." Jason flexed his bis as Rich grabbed the tape measure.

"33 inches!" Rich announced.

"Fuck ya," replied Jason.

---

Jason walked into the changing room at the National Amateur
Competition. He wore a blue polo shirt. It was custom made to his
huge frame. Even so, it clung to his massive chest and hung loose
over his thin, ripped waist. The sleeves were stretched to their
limits, pushed high on his arms and pulled tight against his delts.
They ended at the massive balls of muscle that were his biceps. Thick
veins formed intricate rivers that pumped blood that fed his powerful
arms.

Jason didn't need to be here yet, but he thought he'd give the
competitors a thrill. He remembered when he was at this competition,
and how much a chance to meet and talk to the current Mr. Olympia
would mean to them. He was right. As soon as he walked in, the
competitors recognized him. Some tried to play it cool, like it was
no big deal he was there. Others didn't care and came over to shake
his hand and talk to him. It was as much a rush for him as it was for
them.

"Look at the size of him," one super-heavyweight competitor whispered.

"Damn, makes us look fuckin small," replied another another.

Jason raised his arms and flexed. The polo shirt began to rip, unable
to contain the huge muscles Jason commanded. Jason grabbed the V of
the shirt and tore it off, revealing his powerful torso. "Keep
working at it boys, and someday you can have a bod like this!" he
announced.

"Damn, he's even bigger than I thought," said one guy who looked like
a middle weight.

"Hey guys, you're going to need you to start getting ready for the
prelims," interrupted one of the contest organizers. "Lightweights
go first, so listen for your number."

"I'll see you tonight guys," said Jason as he walked through the
crowd. He walked into a smaller back room that had been reserved for
him to change and prepare. That's when he heard someone behind him.

"Pretty good show out there," said the stranger, "for a small guy."

Jason turned around. In the shadows, he saw a man about his height.
The man stepped into the light, and Jason could see he was wearing a
sweatshirt and pants. Even though they were large, the man's body
molded the clothes to his massive frame. Before Jason's mind could
grasp the man's size, he grabbed the top of the shirt and began to
pull, ripping it like paper. "Am I doing this right?" he asked as
huge, striated muscles were revealed from under the cloth. "Oh wait.
You flexed your guns didn't you?" Instead of throwing the cloth off,
he struck a double-bicep. The tattered sweatshirt pulled, showing the
watermellon pecs and brick like abs. Jason heard the sleeves of the
shirt rip as the stranger's popeye forearms shredded the fabric and
his Everest-sized biceps destroyed the sleeves.

The man unflexed and tossed off the rags. "Just thought I'd introduce
myself. I'm the winner of this show. I knew you were guest posing,
and didn't want to totally embarrass you on the stage. I mean, how
many winners of amateur shows can best Mr. Olympia.

Jason's mind began to race. Was this guy as big as him? Ya, he was
big, but... Jason flared his chest. "You might be a big guy, but you
aren't that big," Jason boasted. "No one's got thirty three inch guns
like me." Jason pulled his arm up and forced his bowling-ball bicep
to rise high and hard.

The man approached, a look of confidence on his face. "Ya, I guess
that was considered big in your day." He flexed his arm and brought
it next to Jason's, overshadowing Jason's peak with his larger, more
ripped mountain. "But a new day has dawned and my 35s make your arms
look puny." The man paused and watched Jason's expression as he
realized what the stranger was saying was true. "In fact," the bigger
man struck a crab pose, "my whole body is way bigger than yours." The
man began to laugh as a look of terror came over Jason's face and he
began to back towards the door.

Only one thought entered Jason's head. He needed to get out of there.
He needed to do something. He was the biggest. He must be the biggest!
As the man laughed, he began to run out. He felt like a ton of bricks
hit him when the man shouted after him, "And Sean sends his regards."
Jason ran to find Rich.

[Kyrosan]

Just wanted to say...AWESOME story!

[Padraig]

What a great series! I know it must be hard to keep going sometimes, so I just wanted to say thank you so much for continuing the story - I can't wait to see what happens next!!

[wrestlejock646]

Another great chapter Corwin. Thanks for the great effort. I can't wait for the next installment!

[sexiscriptor]

Yea, i must agree
This series is really interesting. All the conflicts between what one wants and what one wants to want are intriguing in a lot of ways