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I hope to continue the fun I had on Tumblr here.  I also might start posting my stories (unfinished and finished) here (as well as on the forum).  I hope people enjoy!

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The Experiment

“You can’t blame me, doc. You made me this way,” the behemoth said as he twisted the crowbar into something resembling a pretzel.  “I just can’t get enough.”   It was true.  I had created the monstrous super-powered mass of muscle standing in front of me.  It’s not like Jeremy hadn’t wanted to be huge and strong, though.  I had merely granted him his wish.  I had not anticipated, however, how the growth and the increased power would make him crave feats of strength and sex like some ki

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Coach's Boy

“Show my friend why you’re my boy,” Coach said to me as we stood in the locker room.   I knew exactly what to do. I took off my shirt, dropped it on a nearby bench, and then I shot my big bulging arms up into a double biceps pose. The eyes of Coach’s friend shot wide and he mouthed the words ‘oh my fucking god’ to his pal.  I felt a shot of pride zoom to my balls.   Having Coach show me off to his friends was such a turn on.    “Wanna feel ‘em?” Coach said to his friend.  

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A Different Side of My Boss

I came as soon as the wooden bat in his hands snapped loudly into two pieces.  Clearly, it had taken little effort for him to destroy the thing. He smiled as ropes of cum shot out of my hard cock across my abs and chest as I lay on the bed watching him. Ten minutes earlier I had already released a big load seeing him rip apart a heavy thick chain – pulling the middle steel link apart as his chest popped huge and hard.  My body actually ached from the intensity of the orgasms.  These feats of str

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The Workman

“I like his arms the most,” Sue said with a sigh.   “I like whatever you call those big muscles sticking out from his neck.  Those are huge,” Marilyn said, taking another sip of her iced coffee. “But his chest is nice, too”   “Oh yes,” Sue agreed. “That’s huge, too.”   I had just entered the living room of the house the three of us shared.  My two roommates had dragged dining room chairs over by the bay window and were sitting there – eating cake, drinking coffee, a

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My Man Luke

Blind dates that work out for the long haul are few and far between.  I knew that very well even as I agreed to let my friend, Alicia, set me up with some guy she worked with.  Actually, she worked for him.  She was in real estate and this guy named Luke Trover bought big houses and renovated them.  They had had quite a few successful endeavors, so Alicia had gotten to know Luke quite well.  She promised with her life that the guy was my type.  I couldn’t lie.  She had given me a photo of him wh

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The Sure Thing

“I’m a sure thing,” the big guy said, leaning towards me on the rack.   “I’m sorry,” I said, confused and distracted by his arms.     “I noticed you watching me as I worked out.  It’s also kind of difficult to not notice that hard thing poking out your shorts,” he responded, lifting his chin to point at my crotch.   It was true.  I had been gym-stalking him the entire time we worked out and I was now blessed with a raging hard-on that could not be hidden. He was sim

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The Coach's Playground

I remember the first time I saw Coach use his super strength.  He thought he was the only one in the gym, but I had stayed late to make sure the team’s uniforms were all clean for the upcoming game.  The man’s sonic moaning boomed through the empty building – causing me to leave the laundry room to go see what was happening. I knew it wasn’t sounds of pain, but it did seem like someone was getting a lot of pleasure somewhere.  I followed the noise.  When I got to the weight room two things becam

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Mr. Blue Eyes

“You want to pound ‘em, don’t you?”   I could tell he was talking about his magnificent bulging pecs.   “Um . . .yes.”   “Feel free, but I’m not responsible for any damage to your fists.”   He smiled.  I melted.  My cock hardened.  He noticed. This made his gorgeous blue eyes twinkle.   “Muscle’s your thing, isn’t it?”   “Um . . . yes.”   He tensed his chest. I got light-headed.  He brought his fists up and down to make his ve

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Cousin Vito

“Hey cous, this your first time in a proper gym?” Vito asked, looking up at me.   I was about twenty years older than my twenty-four year old youngest relative and he had recently moved into the city.  His mom had called and begged me to let him live with me for a few months.  She was worried about her baby Vito being in the big city alone.  He had never lived away from home.  He was attending the police academy and was also a little strapped for cash.  I liked the kid a lot, and agree

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Daddy Cream

There was something in the big man’s eyes that made it seem like he had a secret.  As my friend introduced me to the muscled behemoth at the gym he smiled at me in a way that made it seem like we already knew each other. The two of them worked together and the huge man had specifically asked my friend to introduce us – which caught me off guard.  He was a spectacular specimen of a man and his name was Jonas.  His traps, alone, were bigger and wider than my shoulders. His pecs puffed out like mas

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Old Man Stevens - Part Twenty-Two

I asked Bud to stay in the bedroom when my friends arrived.  When he walked into the room I wanted to be able to see their faces.  It didn’t matter who it was, though, when Bud Stevens came in, ducking and turning sideways to fit through an archway, mouths were going to drop open wide and eyes were going to bug out.  I stayed hard just in anticipation of how my friends were going to react.  Three people were joining us that evening.  Marty, my best friend since high school who had a fetish for m

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Confidence Builder

Marty and I had been friends for about five years.  He was one of the coolest guys I had ever met.  I even had a slight crush on him, and I was pretty sure he felt the same way about me.  The only problem was that he was not my type.  And I couldn’t get beyond that.  I knew I was being petty, but I just didn’t like small guys who were so shy they were scared of their own shadow.  Like I said, Marty was incredibly nice – he’d give you the extra small shirt off of his back – but that didn’t make u

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A Rock and a Hard Place

“Here’s why your fist hurts so much, pal,” he said, smiling an evil-like grin and lifting his sleeveless shirt to reveal flesh-covered bricks that bugled out like a mountain range. “It’s also why I didn’t flinch or move at all.  You’ve got a pretty powerful punch, dude, but it’s nothing up against this.”   He stepped closer and I swear I could feel heat radiating from his powerful mid-section.  His eyes were magnetic and he just kept smiling, as if he knew something I didn’t.  The vein

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Kept Man

“You’re getting so thick,” I said as he did a few poses for me in the bathroom.   “You like that, don’t you, kid?” he asked as he grunted into a new flex.   “You know I do,” I replied.   “Yeah, this huge daddy is packing on the muscle for you.  Getting myself bigger . . . thicker, just for you.  Look how massive I’m growing,” he responded and I could tell he was moving into that other world he called Muscledom as he watched himself in the big mirror beside me.  “Gon

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Amir Gets Zapped

“Dude!  You gotta start standing up for yourself,” I shouted.   “I know, Martin, I just . . . it’s . . . I can’t,” Amir stammered back.  “I mean, did you see the size of that guy?  He would have mopped the floor with me.”   Although the idea of a big dude using a smaller guy as a mop kind of turned me on, I forced the picture out of my head and focused all of my energy on being angry with my best friend. Amir had just let another guy steamroll all over him – something that se

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When Friendship Grows

Who knows when or what causes a friendship to blossom into so much more.  Sam and I had hung out in the same crowd for about five years.  In the last year and a half we had actually started spending a lot of time doing things just the two of us.  It was a comfortable friendship – going out for drinks, catching a movie, grabbing a bite to eat, and stuff like that.  We weren’t similar in too many ways - he was into sports and a gym rat trying to grow big while I was working on my doctorate in Shak

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A Hard Time Controlling Himself

“When I get around you,” the big man said, “I just can’t help myself.  I have to take my clothes off or, at least, open my shirts to show off what’s underneath.”   “I’m not complaining,” I smiled – my eyes slurping up the beefiness of the elder man’s chest.  God, he was gorgeous.   “I also worry about how strong my desire consumes me,” he continued.  “I get so worked up I want to squeeze the hell out of you.  I want to hold you so tightly that you become one with me.  It’s th

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Mr. Strong

At age fifteen I could curl the front end of our family station wagon.  I was a pimply-faced skinny kid but I could grab hold of the front bumper and easily raise the car up to my chest – or higher.  It was like I was lifting a pencil or something smaller and I usually did it with only one hand.  My dad was impressed beyond belief.  He’d invite neighbors over to have me show off my strength – something I was glad to do because making him proud was slowly becoming a lifelong goal.  The old wagon

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Positive Side Effects

Jerry and I didn’t know each other before we were assigned by General Thompson to be part of some special secret maneuvers starting on base the next day.  We were both two twenty something pencil neck geeks who did office work on different sides of the largest army facility on the continent. It was bigger than some capital cities, so there was no reason we would have ever been in contact before.  I quickly figured out we’d be typing some secret document that needed two people so we’d each be giv

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Old Man Stevens - Part Twenty-One

I didn’t remember leaving the bar or saying goodbye to Harry or anyone else.  My last memory of the night was my giant man’s arm wrapped around me offering the kind of security that must only be equaled by a mother’s womb. I was sucking on Bud’s giant chest and marveling at the fact that the hunky bartender and I were equals when it came to submitting ourselves to the massive senior citizen holding us off the floor.  It still amazed me how effortless it was for Bud Stevens to lift two full-grown

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Dad's Best Friend Stu

“Who is this, dad?” I asked, handing him a picture from a box as we sorted things in the attic in preparation for his and my mom’s upcoming downsizing move. “Oh my god, Stuart Rock! He was my best friend freshmen year. I refrained from saying that the last name suited him.  My dad’s acceptance of me being gay came with a few caveats – not talking about men I found attractive being one of them.  Besides, I had never confessed to him my particular fetish for big muscles – something that

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Coach Duffy

I was at my local gay watering hole called ‘Spew’ enjoying a few beers and chatting with other regulars when a big meaty hand drops and covers my entire shoulder from behind.  A voice – at once familiar and out of place – called my name.   “Little James Parker – how the hell have you been?   I turned around and was immediately blessed with a view that would excite any card carrying gay man, but I also felt a memory of fear that started in my toes and quickly shot to the top o

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Uncle Jed

Uncle Jed had hugged me a little longer than I expected when he arrived at our house for the Christmas holidays.  I had returned to my parents home, as well, knowing full well my mom’s bull of a brother would be sharing a room with me for the week.  I hadn’t really thought about it much – that is, until the hug.  He had clasped his humongous arms – looking monstrous even through the flannel shirt he had on – around my body, squeezed tightly, and lifted me slightly off the floor.  At the same tim

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