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    m/m The Hiker pt 2

    Hey guys, I am sorry I fell off of the radar and left you hanging for so long, but I thought I would give you another part while I finish next chapter. Also, scroll down to the bottom to see what I believe Bryson would be like. Hope you enjoy! The Hiker pt. 2 So here I am completely naked on the couch of this massive man that I just met. He has manhandled me since we laid eyes on each other, and how he pulled me to safety with just one arm. Again, I know it has been a while since part 1, but I am not a small guy. I am 6’1 230lbs. Most guys would call me intimidating. But not to Bryson. To him I am just a child. He knew immediately that his muscles made me weak. He would take advantage of that later. But first let me get back to the story. I was embarrassed by having in my pants ripped off of me. My package, hard package, completely exposed, while this giant takes a look at my wounded leg. Even while Bryson was stripping me, there was no condescending sound in his voice. It was just a statement of fact. This is the first time that I saw the wound. It was pretty bad, but not as bad as I thought. “This just needs to be cleaned up and you will be as good as new.” “Thank you Bryson. I can’t even begin to tell you how grateful that you were there when I fell.” “I think you already have thanked me son”. He looks down at my cock and then gives it a little flick with his finger. “This is all the thanks that I need!” Bryson does not look that old. It is weird that he keeps calling me son. I would say he was between 35-45 to give some way. I was not ready for what I heard next. “Bryson, you keep calling me son, but I am probably the same age or a little older than you. Don’t you think that is kind of weird?” “Well, how old do you think I am son?” He looked at me with this great big grin on his face waiting for an answer. I didn’t want to insult this giant, I felt safe around him, but I was waiting for the switch to come and he become this aggressive prick that likes to show his power by dominating the smaller guys. So, I hesitated to respond. So he answered for me. “I know this will be a shocker to you as it is with most of the men I am with, but I am 68 years old!” You probably thought I was about 40, right?” I could not say anything for a minute as I was trying to grasp how this man is 20 years older than me, is built like a bull, and doesn’t look a day over 45 max. I am 47 and I thought I was the older one in this encounter. Boy was I wrong. “I can see that you are having a difficult time accepting that is my age. You are wondering how an old man like me can have muscles like this and have the looks to go with it. You don’t have to respond because I already know the answer. I will answer you soon enough, but first I want to make sure you are taken care of, then we can get to the questions I know you are dying to ask. So how about you sit on my lap as I ice your leg. Before I had a chance to respond, he reaches down and puts his huge hands under my back and legs and lifts me once again. He stands up to his full height with me in his arms. “ Oh, you are so light in my arms son! I just want to play with you all night long.” He laughs and I can feel it all the way through my body including my cock. It went rock hard immediately in response to his powerful laugh and he saw it throb. Wow, you really are crazy about my muscles aren’t you?” You haven’t even seen the half of what I can do with you in my arms. I may have to do an arm workout with you as my weight.” It was too much for me to handle. I just show my load and it landed on his face. I tried to apologize, but he would not have it. “Do you think you are the first one that has ever cum all over my face? Not even close. In fact, you taste pretty good. I will have to come back for another drink later. “ Is this encounter for real? Or am I just dreaming? This man is a what I have only dreamed of but never would have imagined coming true. I am in the arms of a gorgeous man that is compassionate, yet confident. I feel like we were destined to be together. Before, I could even realize what I was saying I cried out “oh, Daddy!” I was horrified by what I said, but then again it felt natural the way he had been taking care of my needs. The big strong dad I always wanted but never had… To be continued...
  2. picmeup

    m/m The Hiker

    I am a pretty big guy under normal circumstances. At 6’1 230lbs most people would say I am above average. I don’t know why, but I have always wanted to be the smaller one in a relationship. I guess it because I want to be the one taken care of, not the one in charge. Don’t get me wrong, I like my size at times. I am not a feminine man, I just know that I a man that has needs that want to be met. My dream man would be 6’5 or taller and outweigh me by at least 50 lbs. He must be masculine, not overweight, but muscular and strong as an ox. I would love to be in a bar with my man and people turn and stare at him not just because of his size, but because they notice that I am his and his alone. This is all fantasy, this would never happen in real life. Who am I kidding? What muscle giant is going to want an average guy like me? But then I met Bryson and my fantasy became reality. I live in Colorado, so I love to go hiking in the mountains. Not an overnight hike, just an afternoon stroll looking at the beauty of nature. I am not a photographer, but I love taking pictures of the scenery. I don’t know what it is, but there is something about the solitude and the fresh air that gives me joy. So here I am strolling along a narrow trail. I pass a few other hikers along the way. I give them a short greeting and allow them to pass. I am not going to lie, I am always cruising the merchandise, still hoping for that chance to at least see my dream man, even if being with him isn’t reality. I see this guy walking towards me with a day pack on his back and is shirtless. I can see he is a bigger guy far away off, as he gets closer, I get to see how big he really is. I am trying not to stare, but it is hard not to. This guy has to be at least 6’8 and solid as a rock. I move over to let him pass, and he does the same to let me pass. He gives this smile that radiates with confidence. As I walk past him, I look up and our eyes meet. His eyes are an emerald green. They almost didn’t look like they could be his real color, but they were so masculine and beautiful. I tried to say thank you, but the words could not form in my mouth. My mouth was dry and it would not shut. He looks down at me, and says “have a good day, enjoy the view.” I wanted to say “I already am” but I just walked past not saying a word. As I walk away, I look back one more time just to get another look at him. I was not expecting him to be looking back at me, but he was. He gave me a great big smile and waved goodbye. I walked about 10 steps, not paying attention to where I was going and I slipped off the narrow trail and started sliding down the slope of the hill. He saw what happened and started running towards me. I was holding onto a rock so I didn’t slide down any farther. When he got to me, he reached down and told me to grab onto his hand. I was afraid to let go of the rock, but the confidence in his voice made me feel more at ease. “you can trust me, I will not let you fall”. I grabbed for his hand and he grabbed my wrist. And there was a connection that I have never felt before. Before I knew what had happened, I was hoisted up to safety. This giant man, lifted my body with one arm like I weighed nothing at all. After knew I was safe, then the emotions started flowing. I was shaking and scared. I started crying. I felt like such a baby. Here I am a grown man crying in front of this giant like a baby. I was expecting my emotions to make him feel uncomfortable, but his response was exact opposite. We were both still on the ground and he wrapped his arms around me and set me down on his lap. “it’s ok, you are safe now”. He let took that back of my head and lead me to his chest. It was so intimate. I felt like I have known this man my entire life, and I didn’t even know his name. I just cried in his arms for a few more minutes. Then I regained my composure. Then something else happened. After I calmed down, I felt a sharp pain in my leg. I don’t know if it was the adrenaline, but I did not even notice that my leg severely injured. My pants were soaked with blood. I must have hit that rock harder than I thought I did. I thought I could get up, but the pain was so intense that I went right back down into his lap. “My name is Bryson, what is your name son?” I was not expecting to be called “son”, but I kind of liked it. “name is Nathan” “Well Nathan, nice to meet you. Let me take care of this wound for you. I am a nurse and I have all the things we need at my place. My car is at the trailhead about a mile away. I will carry you there.” I didn’t know how to respond. “Bryson, I weigh 230lbs, I am not a small guy. Are you sure I won’t be too heavy for you?” He smiled at me and stood up with me in his arms. I can curl almost 300 lbs, I could carry you all day long”. His confidence made me instantly hard and it showed. “I can see that you like that idea don’t you?” Again, he left me speechless. Bryson didn’t waste any time and started walking down to trail with me cradled in his arms. “wrap your arms around my neck Nathan and enjoy the ride”. At times he would adjust me by throwing me up and catching me at a higher level. I don’t think he was getting tired, I think he was playing with me, literally! We got to his truck, a Ford F-150 with a lift so it was high off the ground. He went over to the passenger side and set me down for a minute, still supporting me with one arm so most of my weight was resting in his one arm. He opened the door and lifted me into the passenger seat. I thought he was going to fasten my seatbelt as well, but he just reach and handed it to me to snap into place. He closed the door and went around to the drivers side and got it. We went down the mountain and turned onto this winding dirt road until we came to this huge log cabin in the middle of nowhere. “Welcome to my home Nathan, I hope you feel welcome here”. He then got out of the truck and walked over to my side, opened the door and scooped me up into his arms again. This guy is amazing. He is not cocky at all. He is just compassionate and caring. He carries me into his house and sets me down on this really long couch. “let me go get my kit.” and he heads into the bathroom. I take this time to adjust my package. Bryson returns with what looked like a small red toolbox with he red cross on it. “let me take care of this for you.” Before I knew it, he started tearing off my pants starting from the waist and with one pull my pants were shredded in two. “You won’t be needing these later anyway.” He said with a grin that made his green eyes sparkle. To be continued…
  3. Please excuse the slow start to the story, but it will get better I promise. I wrote this story because I was inspired by reading some of londonboy's amazing stories about older musclemen that like to dominate younger guys. I am new to the storytelling, but I don't know if I will ever get to the quality as your stories londonboy, but you inspire me to write about what I am passionate about. 1. lift and carry fetish, dominated by muscle, and older musclemen. I hope you enjoy it as much as I enjoyed writing it. More is yet to come!! I had just come into the lodge after spending a day skiing in the Rocky Mountains of Colorado. It was the first time I have been skiing out West. I grew up in Michigan, so the ski hill I learned on was an old land fill. So when I got to Colorado, I was in heaven. I rented a room for a couple of days at this new resort that just opened. Surprisingly enough, it was not that busy either. I could have spent the evening in my room alone, but I wanted to sit by the fireplace and people watch. I know, strange right? You can learn a lot about people just by watching them interact with each other or when they are alone. For example, there is a couple that are still in their ski wear, drinking coffee together. The man looked to be in his late 30’s and she was no more than 30. I could see them laughing at each other’s jokes. They looked happy to be with one another. There was a gay couple sitting at another table talking to one another. It looked like a Bear/Cub relationship. The older bear was pretty big, with forearms the size of softballs. The younger guy was not a twink, but definitely was not as big as his daddy! Watching the Bear and his cub together made me feel sad and alone. I wanted to get away on my own, but the truth is I wanted to be with someone, but the timing was off. I guess I have high standards of what I am looking for. I want a guy that is taller than me. I am 6’1. I want my man to outweigh me by at least 10lbs. I weigh 235. He must be as strong as an ox. He must be the alpha in the relationship. I wanted to feel small for once in his arms. I realize my expectations are high, but that is also probably why I am alone. Anyway, here I am people watching, not realizing the person behind me. I cannot see him, but he asked if he could come join me. I turned my head to see who was talking to me, and I am eye level with his crotch. I kept looking up…and up…and up!! He had a huge smile on his face. I could tell that he made this one liner to have people turn their heads and look up. He stepped over me and sat on the other side of the couch. I couldn’t speak, all I could do was stare. I know it was rude, but I had no control over my eyes anymore. To give you an idea of how big this guy was, he must be at least 6’6 300lbs. and that is being conservative. He will not stop grinning at me as I am in his trance. “You like what you see son? I saw you eying that big bear over there, and I thought I would come visit you. You don’t mind do you?” My name is Chaz by the way. Like I really had a choice. I mean what really could I do? I realize I could excuse myself and walk away, but do I really want to do that? I have the man of my dreams right next to me. HE was everything I wanted in a man and more. Chaz reached out his hand for me to shake it. Well, he shook me…all of me. I have big hands compared to most men, but this man was able to wrap his entire hand around mine so that his fingers were touching. They were huge. “So, I was watching you look at that bear over there and could tell you were mesmerized by his muscles, but he is tiny compared to me. Looking at him with his cub, how tall do you think he is? Just guess… “I don’t know…260…270lbs? “Ok, so I got him beat in that area. How tall do you think he is?” Just then the bear stood up and towered over his cub. “I would say 6’3, maybe 6’4. Why do you ask?” Chaz stands up fast. He reaches down and puts his hands around my waist and lifts me off the couch like I was just a piece of paper. He brings us face to face. My feet are dangling about 2 feet off the floor. No, this not a typo…he literally had me face to face with him. Not over his head, but face to face and I am still 2 feet off the ground. That makes him over 7’ tall. I knew that he was big when he sat down tanext to me, but I could not fathom him being as tall as he was. “Looking at your feet dangling off the ground and I just brought you to my height. Granted, you are not a small guy under most circumstances, but to me you are just a child. Look at how I am holding you up like you weigh nothing at all. I could hold you here all day. You would like that wouldn’t you? In case you were wondering, I am 7’6. That is a foot and a half taller than you. Here, I will put you down and see where you stand next to me.” He lets me down, but still has a good grip on me so that I remain close to him, pressed against his body. I come to just eye level with his huge chest. “Ok little buddy, I will keep you in suspense no longer. I am 70 years old, I am 7’6” tall. I weigh 380. Biceps are 24”, chest is 60, thighs are 34” each side and I will keep my cock as a surprise for later, but why don’t you come with me to my room so I can show you what I can do.” Before I could get a chance to respond, he picks me up in the bend of his right elbow and starts walking to the elevator. He is holding me as if I were a set of textbooks as someone would walk across campus. I didn’t even feel human at that point. I felt like a possession, his possession, more that anything else. My cock was so hard at this point. I have never been manhandled by a guy as big as him. I am not usually into old men, but he does not look a day over 50. I just wanted to be in his arms. I could be his son. He carries me to his room, and puts me down, but still is holding me against his side. He grabs the key card from his wallet and opens the door. I try to take a step away from him and walk inside. His voice gets firm for the first time, “You do not leave my side unless I tell you to, understood son?” “yes sir” That is a good boy, fast learner. You know your place with me don’t you little buddy? He picks me up in a cradle carry and walks into his room. The room is beautiful. It had it’s own fireplace, wet bar, and hot tub right in the middle of the room. He walks me over to the bed and sets me down. “For the rest of the weekend, you are my toy to play with. Don’t worry, we are going to have lots of fun together, but first we need to get you out of those clothes. Those just won’t do.” Chaz grabs onto one of my arms and lifts me up so I am dangling by one arm, as he reaches down and unbuttons my pants and yanks them off me. Then he raises me higher and grabs my ankle and lets go of my arm so I am dangling upside down as he takes off my shirt. Then grabs me by the waist and throws me onto the bed. “From now on, this is your new outfit for the weekend. I want to see how small you are compared to me. I want to feel your skin as you lay your head on my chest.” He lays down on the bed next to me and pulls me close to him. “I can’t take it anymore, I cum all over his abs and chest. And I didn’t even touch myself. “I am so sorry sir, I don’t know what happened. It just has a mind of his own. Please let me clean it up for you.” I try to get up and get a towel, but he has me in his grip and there is not way to get out of it. He laughs and said “I love when my muscles can make a grown man cum without even touching himself, just surrounded by muscle. I don’t mind the mess, in fact, I am sure there will be many more to cum this weekend. Right now, I want you to rest because I have a lot planned for us tomorrow and you need to get some sleep. With that, he puts me in a sleeper hold until I start to black out and I hear him say “sleep tight my boy". to be continued...
  4. Sorry it has been so long to pick up where I left off...there is not a lot in this one, but the rest should be coming out this week. Again, thank you for your feedback... Daniel is walking with me in his arms to his place. I don’t even know where he lives, and my car is still at the bar. At this point, I don’t even care. All I know is that I am with the man of my dreams and I never want this night to end. But I have a feeling it is just getting started. I haven’t seen nothing yet. When we get to his door, which is the third story of an apartment building, he shifts over to one arm and grabs the keys from his pocket to unlock the door. He looks over to me, gently kisses me on my lips and asked “are you ready for the night of your life Blake?” “Can it get any better than it already has?” “I think I can make that happen.” The door opened, and he walks us in. His apartment is an open studio. It a beautiful view of the city, and one wall is covered with a floor to ceiling mirror at least 10 feet long. What a sight to see a fully-grown man look so small in the arms of a giant. It was surreal. He takes me over to the mirror and has this great big grin on his face as he looks at us and how small I look compared to him. “Do you like my mirror? I think we will have some fun with it tonight…what do you think?” I had no words to say at that moment. He shifts me again and grabs me underneath my arms and starts lift me up and down again. “Look how small my boy is next to me…I could lift you like this all night long. Would you like that Blake? Don’t respond because I already know you would.” He just laughs, walks us over to his bed and puts me down. He bends over and kisses me once again. “So, you know that I will never hurt you right? I will always protect you, so I am asking that you trust me in this, but while you are with me, you are to be completely naked. I got scared, but again, I knew that I was safe. He started by taking off my shoes and removing my socks. Then he lifted my shirt over my head. I thought he was going to undue my pants, but he had other plans. He reached down to my waist and grabbed my belt and lifted me off the bed. He slowly started curling my 230lb body like I was a 100lb kid. He brought me face to face with him. He kissed me, while using his other hand to undue my jeans. I moaned with excitement. “I thought you might like that son.” He continued to strip me naked and set me back on the bed. Did he just call me son? I wasn’t sure how I felt about that at first seeing that we were probably close to the same age. I am 45 so he cannot be older than me and have a body like that. I felt bold enough to ask him his age. He looked at me with this great big grin on his face. How old do you think I am?” “I don’t know, between 40 and 45 maybe tops. You can’t be any older than I am and I am 45. He blurts out with laughter, “Son, I am old enough to be your father. I am 68 years old.” “Shut the fuck up” I am standing in front of a real life muscle daddy!! “you don’t look a day over 40 sir.” Thank you little guy, I like to hear that. I don’t feel older than 30 actually. I have been in the gym longer than you have been alive my son”. As I have gotten older, I never thought I would have the chance to be some muscle daddy’s son. Most muscle daddy’s online are in their forties, not having son’s in their forties. This is my lucky day in several different ways. Daniel once again lifts me up and sets me on his lap as he sits on the bed. I get to lay my head on his chest again. This time he bounces his pecs and my head starts to get whiplash, so he puts one hand on my cheeks and pushes my head into his chest, while his free hand grabs my package. I don’t have a small dick, but in his hand, it feels tiny. I just about came right then and there, but I wanted to savor our time together. I feel so inferior in every way to this muscle daddy. “I told you, that I want all of your fantasies to come true tonight. You want to be the protected one. I will do that and so much more that you wouldn’t even expect. But first, help me get undressed son…”
  5. Thank you all for the encouragement!! Should I continue?
  6. The Internet Stalker pt 2 So here I am on the shoulders of the biggest man I have ever met. Holding a full sized man bigger than most other men in most circumstances. I know that I mentioned earlier that I did not want to feel like a child, but with Daniel, that is exactly how I felt. I felt safe around him. I can’t imagine being away from him from this point forward. Other than him stalking me online, there is nothing that is proves to me that I cannot trust him. He has been nothing but kind to me. “Alright Blake, I think it is time for you and me to have a little talk.” He reaches up and grabs me under the arms and lifts me off of his shoulders and brings me into a cradle carry. He walks us over to a bench and sits down. He places me on his lap and looks at me in the eyes. “I am sure you have a lot of questions don’t you?” “To say the least!” “first of all, you really have a fetish for being lifted and carried don’t you?” He chuckles so hard that it vibrates throughout my body. “Don’t respond because again, I already know the answer. I felt it on my shoulders.” I was shaking at this point. He could sense my fear and he wrapped his arms around me and drew me closer to him, laying my head against his chest. “Blake, there is nothing to fear with me, but you have to trust me on this. There is a reason I was watching over you on the internet. There are a lot of dangerous people out there that do want to bring you harm. They want to take advantage of your vulnerability. It only takes one time for you to hook up with a man of your fantasy that can be out to harm you. That the guy at the bar for example. He is nothing that he said he was.” “Are you telling me you know about someone that wants to harm me in some way?” “What I am saying is that you cannot trust every person you meet on the internet. People can be who they want to be to seduce others to get what they want. I have read your posts and it is nothing like others that I have read before. I can see that with every post you write, it is about wanting to be protected, to feel safe. The places that you have been searching for that protection is far from that. I have seen it over and over again.” Daniel sounded genuine in his concern for me. I did feel protected by him. I wanted to be in his embrace. I loved laying my head on his chest and feeling his heart beat. To feel that chiseled chest. I put my hand on his bicep and it was like granite. If anyone was out to hurt me, I knew that I was safe with him. Nobody would get past him to me. “As I said before, let me be your protection. I will never let anyone hurt you again whether it be emotionally or physically. I have never felt this strongly about anything or anyone in my entire life.” I lifted my head from his chest and looked into his eyes. He showed nothing but compassion in his eyes. In fact, there were tears that were forming. How could a huge man like Daniel have such a tenderness about him? “Why me? Why did you choose me out of all of the other men that are searching for the same thing that I am? I know I am not alone out there. So what makes me so different than any other man that you have gone out of your way to protect me?” Blake, I have read posts from other men that are into the whole lift & carry scene, but you are different. It was not just about the sex for you. Yes, the sex is part of it, but you want so much more than that. You want a connection that will be hard to find on these sites. Yes, you can fantasize about it, live in your dream world, but I know that sex is not your main focus, but that does not mean that the other man is on the same page. They are out for the sex, and they will do whatever it takes to get that. Even if it becomes violent to get it. I have seen it before. I have been that man before, but I have changed, and I want to protect you from men like the former me.” I was afraid for the first time since our encounter at the bar. Was he trying to seduce me into going home with him so he could take advantage of me? How could I trust him now? He said he was just like the men he was describing. What brought the change? Why was he acting so different now? Even as I was afraid, I still felt like I could trust what he was saying was the truth. “So what happened that made you change?” “Well, I had an encounter with a man your size, where he was searching for the same security you are searching for now, but instead of protecting him, I took advantage of him to meet my own needs. I wanted to feel superior to him, and I was in a way, but when I actually looked into his eyes, truly looked into his eyes, I saw his fear that I was causing him. Something snapped in me and I let him go. I told him I was sorry, but the damage was done. He ran out of my place crying. I will never forget the look in his eyes. I made a vow to never allow another man fear me like he did. Instead, I wanted to protect him or whoever I came into contact with in the future. Daniel was full of tears now, and I could see the sign of regret he felt in his heart for what he had done. “Blake, it is one thing to protect a little guy because they cannot always defend themselves, but guys your size are often neglected from the same safety and protection. I want to be that for you. I want to meet your every fantasy. I want to be the man that you have always dreamed of. Believe me, I have learned that this new me is more turned on as a protected than I ever felt as a predator. Blake, will you trust me?” Still looking into his eyes, I said “I don’t know why I feel safe with you, but I know that I can trust you. I have never felt more cared for or protected. You are right, part of my fetish is to be in the arms of a man that I can feel protected by, but with my size, I have found that most guys want me to protect them, not the other way around. And the guys that are bigger than me, are not into the bigger guys, but the smaller ones so they can feel more superior in some way. I never though in my wildest dreams that I would meet a man like you!” With a smile in his eyes, he stood up with me still in his arms, he starts to walk again. “Good, now let me help your fantasies come true. Let me take you to my place so we can continue to get to know each other. I am even stronger than I look right now. I can lift you in any way you want. Let’s start now, how would you like for me to carry you home? Over my shoulder, back on my shoulders, let me curl you all the way home! You just tell me what you want and I will do it. Just to prove to you, let me try something to give you a glimps of what I can do.” With that, he grabs me and flips me upside down, holding my by my ankles, he lifts me up so his mouth is level with my cock. “holding you by your ankles is the hardest lift for most guys to do, but not for me. This is actually pretty easy for me.” Then he literally swung me so that I did a flip and he caught me right side up under my arms. He was holding me at arms length now. “I can’t wait to show you more Blake, but remember, I will never hurt you…” I was ready for the best night of my life…
  7. Here I am trying to meet yet another guy on the internet dating site, and when he shows up, he is nothing like he said he was when we talked online. I guess that is the risk of online dating. I know that I have a certain person in mind when deciding if he is “the one” for me. You see, I have this fetish that not just anyone can understand. I am sure that most of you have heard of a lift and carry fetish, but most of the time when you look it up online it is a girl lifting a guy. That does not do anything for me. I am not a small guy by any means. In fact, most people would say I am larger than the average American male. I am 6’2, 235lbs, and I love to be lifted. When I tell people that, I mainly get the same response. “You should be the one doing the lifting”. Yes you are right, I am big and I am pretty strong too, not fat, just big. So you can see my dilemma. I have a specific criteria that I am looking for when it comes to dating. The guy must be confident, but not arrogant. He must be strong…very strong. I would really like for him to be taller than me, but that is not a must. Most important, he must be able and willing to lift me. I want it to be as much a turn on for him to lift me as it is for mee to be held by him. I am beginning to wonder if he is even out there, or is only in my fantasy that this can come true. As I said, I meet this guy online and he tells me he is tall, about 6’6 and 285lbs all muscle. That should have been a red flag right there, but my man parts got the best of me and I went with it. This guy before me now, is about 5’9 with shoes, and no more than 200lbs, with no muscle to show for it. I excused myself from the table to go use the restroom and try to figure out how to get out of this date without hurting his feelings. When I got back the table was empty, and my date was gone. I was shocked, but relieved at the same time. So, I sit back down and order a beer. The waiter comes over with my drink and as I offer him payment, he said “oh don’t worry about, the guy at the end of the bar just picked up your tab for you!” WHAT??? I look over and there is this guy in his late 30’s wearing an oversized hoody, and is looking right at me. He is sitting down on the stool, so I cannot see much of his lower half, but not a bad looking guy. He smiles at me and nods his head inviting me over to him. I am not really in the mood for another guy hitting on me when the last guy totally played me, but I felt drawn to go over to him. As I got closer, his features became more clear to me. He still had this oversized hoody which concealed any muscle he may have. When I approach him, it puts his hand on the stool next to him. “Did you just get hooked with another loser you met on the internet?” he asked. “Is it that obvious?” I asked him. “Well, I could tell that there was no chemistry between the two of you. When you went into the bathroom, I went over and told him you were not interested in him. He got the point and left.” I was kind of taken back by him butting into my business, but I was also somehow grateful as well. “Were you watching us the whole time?” Something was really strange with this man, but I couldn’t put my finger on it. “Let me just say I know who you are, and what you are looking for, and he is not the one!” He was right, but how did he know these things about me so well. I couldn’t respond, I was just frozen in place. Here is what I think you are looking for. You are a pretty big guy under normal circumstances. But you don’t want that In a relationship now is it?” I just nodded my head up and down like a child would respond to his parent when being asked a question. “…and I know that size is important to you as well. The guy must be strong…very strong. He must also be confident, but not arrogant, am I right?” How does he know this. “You don’t have to respond because I already know the answer. You see, I know that you want to feel protected, to be picked up and carried like a child.” Well I wouldn’t go that far, but I do want to be picked up and carried. “I know that you want to feel like the smaller guy for once don’t you? Again, don’t respond, I already know the answer. “What the hell is going on here” I get up out of my seat and start to back away and then I believe that my eyes were opened for the first time. The man in front of me was not sitting on a regular bar stool, but a chair that he brought up to the bar to sit in. I am still face to face with him sitting down. WTF?? The man stands up and I am now at chest level as he slowly walks towards me. I know I should run, but my feet feel like cement stuck to the floor. As he gets right in front of me, he looks down at me, puts his hands underneath my arms and lifts me first about his head, then lowers me so I am face to face with him. He is not angry, but almost see compassion in his eyes. “Just relax Blake, I am not going to hurt you. I just want to show you how it feels to be manhandled by a real man. Wait did I just call you Blake, my mistake, I didn’t mean to say that in public, I know your online name is cumliftme isn’t it?” So here I am in this giant man’s arms, well over 7ft tall, feel dangling off the ground, and he it telling me things about myself that nobody should know. How is this happening. “My name is Daniel, and I have been watching your online activity from a distance. I saw that you have the same user id for several different lift and carry websites. I knew that you were meeting this guy tonight, but he would not be what you were looking for.” Again, I was dumbfounded by what I was hearing. Blake, I don’t want you to be frightened by me. I came tonight to protect you. I want to be the man that you are looking for. I want to take care of you if you will let me. I can make all of your fantasies come true. I believe I am doing part of that right now aren’t I? You see me now as a giant of a man, but I have only just begun to show you what I can do to you and for you. When you came over here, you had no idea what you were getting into. You just saw a man that was big, but you had no clue how big until I stood up. Now look at you! I have been holding you for the past 5 minutes and I am not even straining.” I look down and I see my feet dangling two feet off of the ground. Until right now, I only lived this type of fantasy in my mind, now I am experiencing it in real life. I am being held in the arms of the man of my dreams, but even though it was obvious he has been studying me for a while now, I did not know anything about him. What if he was being nice to me until he was alone with me. Would he rape me, leave me to die? But somehow I knew that I could trust him. Daniel is looking down and sees my tent and begins to laugh. “I can see that you like me holding you don’t you?” I knew that I did not need to respond because it was obvious what the answer was. “Blake, I am not going to hurt you, I promise, and if you want to leave, I will put you down and you can go on your way, but I don’t think that is what you want me to do is it?” I nod my head in response. He walks back over to my stool and sets me on top of it. “wait here, and don’t move from this seat, I will be right back.” He walks away to use the restroom. I can’t believe what just happened. What is he planning to do with me. I knew this was my chance to run, but I couldn’t move. I was obedient and waited for his return. The wheels of my head were spinning at this point. I was beginning to think I was imagining what just happened. But then he returns. He has removed his sweatshirt and has a muscle shirt on as tight as can be. This man is huge!! His arms had to be 25” around, I have a 48” chest, and I only was only half of his. I knew he was tall when he was holding me, but damn, he was really tall. Well over 7ft tall. Along with the L&C fetish, I have a thing for smooth giant pecs. I wanted to bury my face into his at that moment. And he is still a ways off in the distance walking towards me. He walks up to me with a great big grin on his face, knowing what I was thinking. “There, I feel better now. I didn’t want you to notice my size before it was time. If you were attracted to your date, I didn’t want my physique to be a distraction. Plus, I wanted to surprise you when the time was right.” I am sitting on the bar stool, which sits up pretty high, but I still only came up to his chest. He looks down at my crotch and sees my tent. He reaches down and grabs my cock and squeezes. Not with his full strength because he said he did not want to hurt me, but in a way that made his claim on me, that I was his and his alone. “Are you ready to go?” This time, he lifts me off of the seat with just one of his gigantic arms. His smell was amazing. I knew the cologne he was wearing immediately. It was the cologne that they sell at Hollister. He must have known that about me too. I am head over heals with that smell on a man. So here I am, a fully grown man, drooped over the arm of the biggest man I have ever seen. He is walking towards the door. The bar was crowded, so people were watching us as we passed by, moving out of the way of this giant behemoth. We walk outside, I mean he walks outside with me in his arms. He stops and maneuvers to bring me to the front of him. “I want to take you back to my place, but first I thought we would go for a little walk first.” Somehow he was able to turn me around so I was facing away from him and he lifts me high above his head and places me on his shoulders. “are you comfortable up there little guy. I place my hands on his head, ruffling through his blond hair. “This is amazing up here” “I thought you might like it up there. I want to show you all of the ways I can lift you and for how long.” Daniel starts walking down the street with me on his shoulders. “I want to share with you how I found you and started to fantasize about how to lift you. It is easy to lift a little guy, there is no challenge, but there are not very many guys that are as big as you that like to be lifted. I think we were made for each other Blake.” This is only the beginning…
  8. Where can I find the story "passing through town"?  Can't find it... What is it about?


  9. Do you follow BeastMuscleShow on YouTube?  lots of liftncarry, flexing, etc.

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      Yes...I love watching him lift!!

  10. Thank you liftme, I must admit though... Your "Jeff the roommate" story inspired me! One of my favorite stores. You need to do more as well!
  11. Thank you all for your encouragement. After reading stories for all these years from @Londonboy, @Reeza, and @Liftme, I thought it was time to try myself. Thanks you for all of your encouragement while writing this story. Maybe I will continue with the works of Big Tyler in the future, but I just want you all to enjoy this final journey... Tyler walks up behind me and says “the best is yet to cum.” Kyle looks down at us and smiles. “Look how cute you two are, going to town on your daddy’s man tits. You boys like that don’t you? He bends down, placed a hand under each of our asses and up we go into his arms again. Kyle wa definitely more aggressive than his brother, but there was still a gentleness about him as well, but I couldn’t figure it out. Kyle looked back and forth between the two of us as said, “My brother Tyler and I, we do everything together. We always have. I guess that is part of being a twin. We know what each other wants. When we found you two on the interenet, we both knew we had to have you.” Under normal circumstances, “had to have you” would not put up a red flag in my mind, but with these two gentle giants, I knew that they meant that they owned us now. We were not there slaves like our needs didn’t matter to them, but more like their little pets. I spoke up and repeated “had to have us?” Tyler walked up from behind us, I could feel his warmth on my neck. He reaches for my waist and with just the strength of his biceps, He pulled me away from his brother and with one easy jerk, he spun me around so that I am facing him. He lowers me, letting my cock rub down his chest, He paused flexed his pecs and my cocked got lost in the crevis. He used my body to move me back and forth, my cock trapped, I let out a scream that sounded like 2 pitches higher than my regular voice. Tyler laughed with excitement. He stopped because he knew that I was about to cum with all that has happened in the past hour. Everything that Tyler was doing to me, Kyle was doing to Evan, although Kyle was being more aggressive with Evan, because that is what Evan wanted. Kyle put me down on the ground and led my head to his left man tit. Kyle did the same with Evan. Tyler and Kyle back up away from us and start stripping for us, taking off their jeans, revealing their 12” package. Evan and I were fixated on these mountains of muscles. Kyle walks toward the other bed that was in the room. There were two workout belts, and some rope. Kyle grabs the workout belts and walks over to us and tells us to put them on. Once they are on, Kyle sits on the edge of the bed and welcomes of us over to him. “Ready to go for another ride?” He grabs out belts and before we could respond, he stands up and takes us up with him. “Little brother, we are going to get a good workout with our boys don’t you think? He starts to curl our bodies, one at a time, first me then Evan. We are his human weights. Once he was done with his reps, he moved out of the way and Tyler did the same thing with us. Back and forth we went between these two muscle giants as they did shoulder presses, bench presses, preacher curls, you name it, they did it. One of my favorite ones were I think were called shoulder extensions. But Tyler had us lie down on the floor, one on each side, grabbed out belts and started lifting us so our bodies were way out to his sides. I felt like I was Superman. It was amazing. When he put us down, the two of them took off out belts and had us face each other. They put the hands in between their legs, and lifted us onto each of their biceps. They started flexing and our bodies went up and downl, rubbing our cocks along their mighty forearm. They leaned Evan and I together as Tyler said, “you guys are going to spend a lot of time together, so recommend you get to know each other. They forced our lips to touch, Evan did not take any time to force his tongue into my mouth. I could tell he was trying to find his place in the pecking order between us. For me all that mattered was that I was Tyler’s little boy. “are you guys ready to cum?” Evan and I were speechless and beyond ready. Tyler said, “so I want to prepare you son, this is going to hurt, but you have to trust me, it will be worth it.” With that he turns me around so I am facing away from him, he wraps his arm around my waist and places me on the tip of his 15inch cock. “are you ready?” He starts slowly inserting his cock into my ass. Once he knows it is in, he lowers me with more force so his cock is fully inside of me. I let out a scream, the pain was beyond words, but then it was done. Then felt complete, like my ass was made for his cock like a glove. Kyle did the same with Evan. They walked towards each other, Evan and I just there for the ride. They have our bodies positioned so our cocks were is each other mouth. You boys have fun with each other, but do not cum until we tell you to, is that understood?”. And whatever you do, don’t let go of each others cock. Our mouths were full so we could not say anything so all we could do was moan in agreement. The two giant brothers start thrusting us back and forth on their cocks. Evan and I sucking away on each others cocks. This went on for 15 minutes, each thrust getting more intense, I had to cum, but I remember their command. So I didn’t. Finally it was time, Tyler said ok boys, let it go. I was able to lose control and that is what I did, that is what Evan did, that is what Kyle did, and that is what Tyler did. We all came at once. I could not hold all of Evans in my mouth, it started spilling out the sides. I didn’t think my orgasm was going to stop. I could feel the leakage from my ass as Tyler was still coming. My body was so hot, growing with intensity as his seed filled the inside of me. Once the twins knew that we were done, they walked over to the 2 beds and sat down. Not even removing their cock from us. Kyle held his boy in his arm, and put his mouth to his ear. “That’s my boy! Did you enjoy that?” Evan just layed his head back into Kyle’s chest and took a deep breath, smiled and enjoyed the arms of his big daddy’s arms around him. He was in ‘Daddy Extasy”. Kyle placed one of his giant hands over Evan’s and whispered into his ear “Yeah boy; this is mine and mine alone now…I know I don’t have to explain that to you because you want nothing else than to please me. We are going to have an amazing life together.” Tyler did the same thing to me, he walked us over to the edge of the bed, and he sat down, with his cock still inside me. He wrapped his arm around my chest with such gentleness that I just melted into his chest. There is no other place I would rather be than in my daddy’s arms. Tyler grabs my waist, twists me around, so I am facing him, still inside me. He puts his hands on both cheeks and looks down at me with a huge smile. “my son, I want to be your protector, your lover and your friend. I never want you to need for anything ever again. We are bound together from this day forward.” I felt like Tyler was saying his weddings vows to me. He looks down and places his hand on my throbbing cock and says to me “This is mine and mine alone…I am your muscle daddy .forever.” Kyle and Tyler stood up, taking both Evan and I with them. Kyle spoke saying “I think it is time for us all to get cleaned up and head for dinner. Evan and I are going to take a shower here. Tyler, why don’t you take Chip and get a shower in your room and we will meet in the lobby in an hour. Tyler agreed, but how are we getting back to our room, we are completely naked. Tyler grabs his jeans and puts them on, so my ass is still showing, but mostly covered up. He grabs one of the blankets from the bed and wraps it around me. He has me lay my head on his chest, and he walks out the door. I can feel his heartbeat. Then I can feel mine, and I realize that at that moment our hearts were beating as one. When we got back to the hotel room, Tyler finally lifted me off of his cock and placed me on the bed. He looked at me with those gentle eyes and said: “My son, this is the first day of the rest of our lives together.” I knew that my life would never be the same again, and I would lose my old identity, and submit to the new title as “Tyler’s human plaything.”
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    Big Tyler part 4

    What else could I do for Tyler that he has not already done with me. I had no clue what he had in store for me. He looked down at me. “Why don’t we go for a walk, I want to show you something.” He laughs “actually, I am going for a walk, you are going for a ride!!” HE reached down and grabbed me under my ass and lifted me in his right arm so I was resting on his right hip.” Here I was again, held as a child in his arms, as a father carries his young child. He walks out the front door and into the hall way. He pushes the button to the elevator. When the door opens there is a couple that is getting off. What a sight it must have been watching a giant carrying a full sized man like a child. They did not say a thing. They just looked up at him. He gives me a great big kiss right in front of them, like is showing them that I was his and his alone. He let the walk by as we went in. The door closes and he looks at me an just laughs. He was having fun watching peoples faces as he carried me. I don’t know why I didn’t realize it before, but he had the same look in his eyes when he was buying the coffee yesterday when we first met, and when we walked through the lobby of the hotel. This was his dominance over me. I am really his little plaything. What is he planning on doing with me. I started getting a little nervous now. I started to squirm in his arms. “Whats wrong little guy? No need to fear, I got you”. I couldn’t understand what was happening. Did he really care about me, or was he just using me. But then I remember our evening together. He was so gentle. He treated me with all the respect in the world, but what is his infatuation with me. My mind was spinning…I never wanted to leave his side, but I was afraid. “I am not going to hurt you son”. “Where are you taking me?” I knew that no matter how much I squirmed, I was no match to his power and strength. I was helpless. “Don’t worry, I think you will like what I want to show you!” The door to the elevator opens and I realize that we are on another floor, but not the lobby. He stepped off the elevator and he started walking down a long hallway. “It’s ok, little guy! Just lay your head on my shoulder, you are safe with me.” He puts his left hand behind my head and pushes it down towards his shoulder. I could not move, he was forcing me to lay my head on his shoulder. It was so strange, I had no clue what his intentions were with me. I knew I had no control of the situation, but I also knew I was safe. He stops in front of a door and used a keycard and opens the door. Tyler looks at me with excitement, ”are you ready?”. A man about the same size as Tyler opened the door. Tyler walks inside with me in his arms. Tyler sets me down on the bed. Son, I want to introduce you to my twin brother Kyle. Kyle this is my new boy Chip”. Tyler steps aside and Kyle comes into the light. He is about the same size as Tyler. He is muscular, but not as big. Kyle looks at me and walks toward me. He is not towering over me while I sit on the bed. He reaches down and grabs me by my belt and lifts me off the bed in one arm. He is studying me, looking at my body from top too bottom. “looks like you got yourself a keeper little brother!” “and where is your little guy?” Tyler asked his brother. “Oh, I let him use the bathroom, give me a minute and I will bring him in here.” He sets me down on the bed, and walks in the bathroom. “hey little buddy, are you almost done? I want you to meet some people. I hear the toilet flush, and the door opens. I can’t see what is happening, but I feel a grunt coming from that direction. Tyler is looking at me like I am his prize, not just his son now. Kyle walks around the corner with a fully grown man in his arm. This guy had to be as big as me. He was a little younger with blond hair and you could tell that under normal circumstances, he would be an alpha. But to Kyle, he was just his little plaything. He is holding this guy with one arm wrapped around him. The man is facing away from him, pressed against Kyle’s body, feet dangling 4 feet off the floor. This is my little guy Evan.” Evan did not look like he was afraid, or in danger, but was comfortable in his position as this giant’s toy. Kyle repositions his grasp on Evan and sets him down on the bed next to me. Tyler looks at Evan and grabs him under his armpits and lifts him not just eye level but over his head so Evan’s head is touching the ceiling. “I thing our littles guys will get along just fine. You did a great job finding you boy big brother!” This is going to be so much fun. Tyler brings Evan down to eye level and places him in his left arm while he reaches down with his right arm and lifts me out of bed. “They are perfect together.” He scoots his hands down and places them under both of our asses. Then begins to lift us higher together. “Oh yeah, I can feel their lust for us big brother. We are about to have some fun with you guys now…are you ok with that.” I knew I didn’t have a choice. With that he throws us both onto the bed right next to each other. Kyle looks at Tyler “let’s get them undressed.” Kyle reaches for Evan and grabs him and pulls him toward the edge of the bed. He grabs his shirt and rips it off of his body, then he grabs Evan’s jeans, lifting him off the bed, he pulls on the jeans with both hands wrips those off his body. Evan’s body flopped back down onto the bed. I did not have a chance to move and he landed right on top of me. Not waisting any tme, Kyle reaches for Evan, pulls his leg until he is at the edge of the bed again. “can’t forget about these little guy. He grabs Evan’s boxers and gently pulls them down, touching his cock along the way. He grabs Evan by one arm and lifts him up. “That is how I want you from now on in my presence boy.” “Yes sir” “Good boy, I will reward you later for your obedience.” “Thank you sir” Tyler is watching this all happen, he sees how his brother is manhandling this guy and says “Go easy on him, he still human not just a toy.” I could tell that Tyler is more tender and compassionate of the two brothers. Then he looks over to me. He saw the fear in my eyes. He walks over to me, sits down next to me. He reaches over and grabs me, pulls me to him and then sets me on his lap. He starts with pulling off my shirt. I will not be so rough on you son…my brother can get carried away, but I know what you want.” After he takes off my shirt, he rubs my left nipple a few times before moving his hand south. HE unbuttons my jeans and reaches in and grabs my cock. It is hard as a rock. “I knew you would like this! Let’s get these off of you.” He stands up and has me bent over his arm. He pulls off my jeans and sets them aside. My boxers went with them. “There you go son…isn’t that better?” He sits back down on the bed, sets me on his lap again. I layed my head on his huge chest. “I bet you wonder what is going on here don’t you?” Of course, the thought did cross my mind. Here are two giant men, using 2 large men by normal standards, but to them, we were just children to them. Tyler started to explain what was happening. “Kyle and I wanted to find two guys, not just any guy, but ones that would be into all of this muscle. We wanted to find two guys that not only got off on feats of strength, but being lifted and carried likea child. We came across this potion that allows us to grow younger with the lust of another. We must learn to care for the needs of others. Your needs are much different than Evan’s, but you both have a lift and carry fetish. When I first started talking to you online, I knew you were the one. I knew that you had this fetish by being taken care of, like a father carries his son. Evan here has the same fetish, but he wants to be dominated by muscle. Kyle would not get the same reaction from Evan is he treated him like I am treating you. Evan wants to be lifted against his will.” Tyler looked over at Evan, “am I correct boy? Don’t answer…because I already knew it was true.” All of this was too overwhelming to me. Now I understood why he grew taller and wider earlier. It makes sense that both giants are 65 years, yet look like they are 35. Tyler knew what I was going to ask even before I asked it. ‘I bet you are wondering about our names aren’t you? We chose those names for online purposes because we did not want you to be turned off if you found out our true age before our meeting. My real name is Walter, and my brothers name is Chester. Now, would you have met us if we had names like those? Or would you think we were older and not as attractive? Tyler and Kyle are names that go with our new identity. I like Tyler much better than Walter. It makes me feel young again and in charge. So I hope this doesn’t change anything in our relationship son. I have enjoyed taking care of you.” He reaches down and caresses my cock and sack. I was starting to cum with his touch, but he nodded his head back and forth “Not yet my son…not yet”. We have other plans for you before we get to that point, but don’t worry, it will all be worth it!” Kyle walks over and grabs Evan in one arm and reaches down and grabs me out of my daddy’s lap and sets us down so we are facing his huge pecs. He takes off his shirt and grabs a hold of the top of both of our heads and forces us to open our mouth and take in his man tits. “That’s is boys, show your daddy what you got” Tyler walks over to me, bends down and says “the best is yet to cum!” To be continued…
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    Big Tyler part 3

    This is my vision big Tyler
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    Big Tyler part 3

    I guess I got my answer then huh!!
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    Big Tyler part 3

    Should I keep going?
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