Jump to content


  • Content Count

  • Joined

  • Last visited

Community Reputation

1307 Excellent

About cutlerfan

  • Rank
    1000+ Posts
  • Birthday 06/29/1968

Contact Methods

  • Skype


  • Location
    Minnesota, USA
  • This profile is a...
    real profile.
  • Gender
  • Orientation
  • What are your interests?
    Reading and writing muscle growth stories, biology, genetics, archaeology, history, science fiction, classic Doctor Who, botany, LEGOs, dollhouse miniatures
  • What are your stats?
    I don't lift.
  • What are you seeking?
    Friendship, roleplay, chat, to encourage others' growth.
  • What are your dream stats?
    7'4" 600 pounds
  • Favorite Stories
    The Hunter series by Aardvark
  • Favorite Bodybuilders
    Jay Cutler, Jeff Long, Art Atwood, Branch Warren, Jean-Pierre Fux, Todd Jewell, Evan Centopani, Fouad Abiad, Lee Priest, Bob Cicherillo, Milos Sarcev, Steve Kuclo, Dennis Wolf, Flex Lewis, Calum Von Moger, Antoine Valliant
  • Got Any Fetishes?
    Muscle growth, massive pecs, muscle miilk, shrinking/growing, huge cocks, huge balls, sex, roid guts, ball bellies,daddy/boy scenarios[not incest], leather, piercings, some tats[not all over body tats], hypermasculinity, twinkification {but no lisps], dom/sub play, gentle colossal muscle giants[not into squishing or digesting people.] superheros, AP, AR[but not below 18], hairiness, bears, bodybuilders, sex toys, huge feet and hands[but not foot worship] straight to gay, world change, alter reality, mpreg, dumbing down, jocks, mind control, and romantic love and marriage, tenderness. Punishing homophobes and gay bashers. Cock shrinking[for them].

Recent Profile Visitors

11403 profile views
  1. cutlerfan


    Thanks for the positive comments from everyone.
  2. cutlerfan


    The irony for me was that i wasn't harassed for being gay. I dread the thought of the kids in my class knowing that. There's a reason I was not fond of recess. A fun game called "smear the queer." I was lucky not to have ever been selected as the appointed "queer" but I can't imagine how horrible it would be to be out in the cauldron of misery that is growing up.
  3. cutlerfan

    2018.12.7 A Phoenix From The Ashes

    Nice post. A lot of the technical info is way over my head but the general message got across. CF
  4. cutlerfan


    I have struggled with my thoughts and feelings since I realized I was gay. I was 41 and scared out of my mind. I was certain I would be sucked to hell at any moment. Being Catholic homosexuality is a no-no. So I come at being gay with a different perspective. I do not force my beliefs in anyone's face but I still have them. Coming from a Christian background I find the idea of sex daunting. I do not disregard anyone else's enjoyment of it but I hope they do it safely. My mind is always thinking; sometimes quietly, sometimes loudly. I often feel I don't fit well enough in either the Gay or Christian cultures. I am an enigma swaddled in doubt and emotion. I may go on with this in more detail one day. Suffice it to say I am always thinking. Some have said I think too much and they have a point. My brain never stops thinking which gives me access to empathy and understanding. It also opens a floodgate of doubt and anxiety. So there is always something on my mind even if it is not in my conscious mind. It is rather like a program running in the background on your computer that will suddenly report things. I have tried to adapt to society but I believe I have failed. This is not necessarily a bad thing. I was a bit of a uninhibited kid, outside of school, until I was around age 8. That was when the bullying began and I tried to be adjust to the new reality. No matter what i did I was harassed. I was harassed for my name, clothes, academic abilities, being a goody two shoes/boyscout type, and for many more things. The abuse continued until the end of high school. That combined with more abuse at home combined to make me a person with low self esteem. Because of this I am constantly critical of myself. My standards for myself are exceedingly high so I generally fall short of what I deem to be "the best I can do." Being a good person is what I am 'supposed to be" so I downplay compliments and praise. You don't reward someone for doing what they should. This is mostly because of my parents but that is a separate issue. So with this understand of my history I hope you can understand the doubts I have about writing gay fiction. I must attest to questioning my desire to write gay erotica nearly every day. Unfortunately the Tumblr purge has me thinking even more. Is there a point to writing what I do when the world seems against me? Am I leading others down a dark path by feeding their lusts? I have wanted to tell people about how I feel for a long time but I have been afraid. Afraid of more criticism that I have experienced in my past. I hate hiding things from my friends so I am trying to be as honest as possible now. I'm really not sure why I am telling you this. I have been a very private person for most of my life. As I have matured I became more open. I tell people a lot about myself to avoid masking who I am yet I still worry about expressing thoughts that may contrast with the accepted views of a community. in other words I don't discuss my desire for a male partner in front of most Christian/Catholic friends and I don't discuss my views on religion with most gay men. To be clear: I DO NOT do this to be politically correct. I do this to avoid being a rude douchebag as I was in my 20s. To be fair I was in a lot of mental and emotional pain back then but I was told by a close friend that being rude to others is not justifiable in spite of suffering. He was right of course and over the years I got better at being pleasant company. I do not consider this being fake because if asked I will say how I feel but I try to not immediately dump my emotional baggage into a conversation. I suppose posting this may seem like vanity. I just wanted to let people know that we all have doubts and insecurities and that it is okay to be worried, doubtful, or uneasy. I write this to remind people of the gray areas in thinking where you don't have to be 100 percent for or against something.These days American society is polarized like I have never seen before in my lifetime. It is a balancing act for me. "Being Gay and Christian is like dipping one foot in the Atlantic Ocean and one in the Pacific. You can do it but you have to be very flexible." Peace, CF
  5. cutlerfan

    Night at the Bar - By Dandicoot

    I hope there is more!
  6. cutlerfan

    Military Request

    You could always make a guy super huge and submissive to his new lover/BF/master.
  7. cutlerfan

    Like Father Like Son

    Eh, I felt bad for the kid. He didn't do anything wrong except have a different dad. I think he should have kept his full Alpha looks and body. He would then be able to be an example of a good Alpha who is kind to others. His brother and "dad' have shown they don't deserve to be huge.
  8. cutlerfan

    Fair Trade

    Oh no the new muscle stud wouldn't have to give his muscles. That's why it would be a slow exchange. More of an energy transfer so the muscled man would stay huge and make the other guy grow as big as he wanted. As he lost more will to the tall guy the former muscle stud would not be able to resist his new dom making him bigger and bigger! Could be an exchange during sex to make the small guy grow again but each fuck would make him more and more submissive and yet he'd crave size.
  9. cutlerfan

    Fair Trade

    Great Story! How about a compromise? Over time with good behavior the former bodybuilder will regain his muscle and add some height but in exchange he has to give all his will to the other guy. That way when he is a huge tall bodybuilder he is subservient to the other guy.
  10. cutlerfan

    Knowing When to Throw in the Towel

    We'll miss you and your stories RPJ. Hugs.
  11. cutlerfan

    Story Bits

    Thanks for the comments and reactions!
  12. cutlerfan

    Story Bits

    Mr Olympia By Cutlerfan David was nervous. He had won a Meet and Greet backstage pass to the local bodybuilding competition. It was an all access pass so he could see the pump room, the bronzer area, and even the showers. Just the thought of these huge muscle men naked made him hard.he approached the main door to the arena and a security guy asked his name. “David… David Beck.” The man consulted his list and allowed him in. He walked around and found his way back stage where he was again requested to show ID. He showed his pass with his photo on it. “Age 22 and already helping the behind the scenes prep huh? Good luck with growing!” The beefy guard smiled as he walked past. David was confused. “I’m not 22… and I don’t even lift so what’s.. Whoa.” He said stunned as he passed a mirror. “Is that really me?” He bent his arm and a noticeable bicep bulged. His pecs were bigger and his legs were too! At this point a staff person yelled “Hey David, right on time We need some help with the bronzing room! “UH ok sure I’ll go there now.” he replied and his body began walking as thought it remembered something he didn’t. Entering the bronzing room a blond man with a handsome face looked at him. “You here to get bronzed? ‘Uh no I’m here to help out.” David managed to utter. “Oh great we’re understaffed. I thought you might have been a contestant. Can I see your pass?” David handed it to him and he read it . “Hmmm age 26 with a body like that are you SURE you’re not a contestant? OH wait here’s your number same as your age Number twenty six” He handed David the stick on contestant number. “ Don’t worry I’ll get you dark enough for every muscle to pop!” Looking in a nearby posing mirror David was shocked. The reflection was a big bodybuilder maybe 6’4” and 320 pounds. His ID said he was in the heavy weight muscle class. He inhaled deeply and almost popped a load when the he saw his huge pecs swell with each breath. The Man whose name tag said was Dan got him slathered in a dark skin cover cream to accentuate his muscles. “There you go… good luck in the contest!” “Thanks” David responded and walked into the next room; the pump room. A dozen huge guys were lifting to make their muscles bulge. The guys turned as he entered and frowned. “Damn he look huge and lean!” one said out loud. A spotter offered to help him pump up and set the bar at 320 pounds. ‘I know you can do a lot more big guy but this is form pumping not growing ok?” David smiled and tried to life the big weight and he could. It was so easy. Lifting so much weight made his erection return. The spotter commented “It’s okay man we all get hard when we lift. You uh need any help with that?” He winked and David grinned and followed him into the showers. He walked through the cloud of mist and found his new friend naked under a shower. David estimated he was maybe 5’5’ and a very dense 280 pounds. David towered over the man. “Name’s Ian… pleased to meet you.” “Oh hi I’m David… David Beck.” Ian smiled ‘Oh I knew who you were when you walked in. Never had a super heavyweight bodybuilder show any interest in me even though I’m ’6’5” and 380 pounds.” “But you have a great body and a big cock and balls… they’re enormous!” “You’re being kind… thank you. I know I’m nowhere near your size and my package is pretty small compared to you big man.” David walked to another mirror by the sinks and wiped the fog off it and he gasped. “A huge bodybuilder at least 480 pounds looked back at him. He returned to Ian. “If you’re 6’5” how tall am I?” ‘Well your website lists you at 7’4” and 640 pounds in the off season. I’d say you’re a very lean 580.” “Oh fuck I’m huge! Oh sorry…” he stammered. ‘I didn’t mean to sound like a jerk. I just never realized…” “Shhh” said Ian putting a finger over David’s mouth. “I know you’re a gentle and kind man babe. I wouldn’t have gone out with you two years ago if you weren’t.” “Oh Uh Right we’re dating.” replied David pretending he was aware of that fact. “So now babe time to let you go onstage and win another contest ok?” Leaning up Ian kissed him on the mouth and helped him dry off and dress in his royal purple poser. Ian made sure to grope the bulges all over David’s body. After a final quick embrace Ian watch David head for the stage. “And now” said the announcer “ladies and gentlemen our special guest for tonight’s competition. Eight time Mister Olympia who recently retired from competition… I give you David Beck! David walked out on stage in a glamorous pinstripe suit that looked big enough to cover a sofa. “I am happy to be here tonight to share my retirement in the place I first won a competition some 16 years ago. I have had an incredible career but I need to leave to make room for the younger guys and I want to spend more time with my husband of four years Ian Pierce. I’ll be back later to announce tonight’s winner and then I’ll see you at the after party. Thank you all so much!” David stepped off the stage and into the arms of his lover. “Babe did I do good?” he asked. Ian smiled and whispered “Of course you did hon. Just like all the other times you’ve been on stage. Now let’s head to the suite we booked and have some quality time. I love being married to the biggest bodybuilder ever!” The two walked off holding hands and got in their courtesy car which was a gold extended cab HumVee. A night of love was in their future. The end
  13. cutlerfan

    Story Bits

    Low Battery By Cutlerfan Brian was having a lot of fun with the chronivac he found. He assumed it was just a simulator so he fooled around with the settings. He made his best friend Matt into his huge bodybuilder gay lover and himself in to an immense hirsute muscle bear. He made himself a billionaire selling body enhancement formula. He made the average man’s penis two feet long hardening to three and doubling in width. Most men had grapefruit sized balls in his creation and just wore speedos. He made sure that he and Matt were the biggest and most well hung men on the planet. The device beeped and showed “Low battery Do you wish to save? All changes will become reality if saved. Brian was confused. “Become reality? It can’t be true… I mean it’s just a gimmick I think. “ he said as the battery level dropped more. It reached 5 percent then 4, 3, 2 and at one percent the display altered. It showed EMERGENCY SAVE IN PROGRESS….PLEASE WAIT. “Save? No I was just kidding I don’t really want those settings.. How do I…?” The unit said CHANGES SAVED and then it ran out of power as a blast of white light engulfed Brian. “Hon? You okay? You need some pec worship?” Brian opened his eyes. Standing in front of him was a massively muscled man. Dressed only in a red speedo his bulge sagged heavily as big as a beachball. “Uhm.. Matt?” he asked uncertain. “Yeah it’s me babe. Let’s have some fun okay? The man helped Brian to the bed. He looked up and saw a colossal hairy bear of a man in the overhead mirror next to the now mammoth Matt and realized it was him. He felt bad.. Matt was a great friend and he was straight but Brian knew there was nothing he could do. The chronivac had disappeared so there was no way to restore things. Brian settled against the heavy pillows on the bed as Matt licked and sucked his nip piercings making Brian moan. ‘Well I should make the best of this new reality’ thought Brian and he kissed his lover and they snuggled under the sheets.
  14. cutlerfan

    Story Bits

    Liqueurs by Cutlerfan The two men stood at the bar uncertain why they came to this ladies night at Bennington’s . ‘Five bucks to get in’ thought Rod ‘and no blowjobs yet’ Rod, the bigger man was 6’2” and 240. The smaller man was 5’10” and 170 and his name was Dan. Dan also was unsure about tonight. He wasn’t really looking for ladies to pick up but Rod had talked him into it. He didn’t want Rod to question his sexuality since he was secretly gay and Rod had actually bashed guys in the past for that. A short lean bartender set a drink in front of the pair. “On the house guys. You look so bored maybe this will spice things up. He handed Rod his drink. “It’s a French Whiskey called Suceuse. Yours is Baise Maitre.” he told Dan passing him the glass of dark liquid. Rod swallowed his in one big gulp and egged on Dan to drink his down quick as well. Dan did so and realized the flavor was excellent… almost like...fruit punch. The two men stood by the bar for a few minutes before taking a booth. Rod felt strange and asked for some water which Dan got for him. Rod felt his stomach aching so he lifted his shirt and he saw his slight paunch be absorbed into his body leaving an eight pack of abs. His average pecs swelled a bit and then suddenly tingled. “What the fuck?” Rod got up and tried to leave the booth but his ass was somehow a lot bigger and more round. He moaned as the booth pressed against it then managed to remove himself and headed to the bathroom. Dan followed and realized he felt a bit ill as well. By the time Dan got in the bathroom Rod was moaning loudly and rubbing his ass. His pant suddenly split as a huge bubble butt ballooned out. Dan saw Rod trying to finger the enlarged butt and realized something else. Dan was looking down at Rod!. He was taller than him by a good 8 inches. “Oh I need something in my ass… soooo bad. Help me out man!” Dan aggressively pulled the now smaller Rod into the handicap stall and helped him strip .As his clothes hit the floor they changed. His jeans became light blue stretchy short shorts and a pink tee with the words “I like to be wild” on it. His size 13 tennis shoes became a size 5 pair of black rubber booties. Piercings appeared on Rod on his ears, nose, and eyebrows. He swooned against Dan’s body as his cock shrank down to a hard 3 inches and his balls became marble sized. His hair grew a bit longer and was styled and dyed blue. Reaching a height of just 5’4” he turned his ass to Dan who grinned and pushed his cock inside. Dan grunted as he entered him and with each thrust Dan become bigger and tougher looking. Slam! Slam! Slam! Dan was now a very beefy 6’6” and 320 pounds and still growing. Dan looked older and more mature as a thick beard grew in and he got a thick round roid gut and hairy chest and arms. Inside Rod his cock elongated to a thick 16 inches as his now grapefruit sized balls began to churn. Dan’s head cleared for a minute. “Uh Rod, I have a feeling that if I cum in you were permanently like this. I can pull out now before I get horny again if you want.” Rod’s answer was immediate. “No, please! I want you inside me! It feels so good. I wanna be your hot twink lover forever. Fuck me hard! I deserve it!” Reluctant to ignore his friend’s need and almost at the point of no return anyway Dan thrust hard and fast and his seed erupted inside Rod who moaned wildly. Rod’s little dicklet spewed out a good sized load as they both orgasmed and fell to the floor. Dan stood up first and put on his jockstrap, leather pants, leather vest, and long rubber boots before pulling out a big cigar and lighting it. “That was really good Rod. You sure are one great cum bank!” Standing up beside his huge lover Rod smiled as he got dressed. “Call me Dickie since that’s what I have now.” ‘Okay Dickie call me Daddy Dan. Now let’s head home for some sling action, ok?” he grinned as he blew a puff of smoke in Dickie’s face. Dickie tugged on his daddy’s nip piercings and sucked on them before replying. “Sure thing daddy Dan. I can’t wait! I love you Daddy!” “And I love you too boy!” said Dan and lifted his petite lover in his arms and carried him out to the applause of the all male customers of the bar. No longer called Bennington’s the sign now read ‘Bear’s Den’. The couple got in their Bumblebee Yellow HumVee and drove off as the bartender, now dressed in leather, smiled. “Another happy pair of customers.” The End.
  15. cutlerfan


    It just gets better!

Important Information

By using this site, you agree to our Terms of Use.