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Hi guys. I've decided to try and write a short story. It's my first one, so I'm pretty sure I can do it better. And sorry for my English, if there's something wrong on it Hope u like it ------- Greg was still amazed, no matter how many times he looked at himself in the mirror. It was a long road to get there, more than 5 years of intense workout, absolute diet and a total lack of social life, only devoted to his body. All that was the price he had to pay, and he knew he would pay it a thousand times more if he could. He had never been a really skinny guy, maybe a bit flabby when a child, but gaining more than 25lbs in his first year made him realize this was his life. Muscle. Not bodybuilding, but Muscle, with capital M. He wasn't interested in competing. Why would he? He already knew he would win. No, that's not what was important to him, the important thing was MUSCLE. Public appreciation didn't really matter to him, as well. He liked being admired, who doesn't? but after some frustrating experiences with guys who considered themselves worshippers, he realised that no one would ever satisfy his needs. Well, that's not true, there will always be one person who will fulfill his need of appreciation: himself. He raised his right arm, feeling how heavy is was. Looking at it, it seemed a long thick slab of muscle, 65lbs of pure muscle. He loooked at the bicep, with one big vein, thick as one finger, running from the delt down to his forearm and ending it's way merging with one of his numerous hand veins. He bent the elbow, not even flexing it, and the huge mass of muscle that was his bicep popped out, thick, big, majestic. He looked at it amazed again, moved his arm to see the bicep from every angle, feeling proud of his growth. A 65lbs arm, 25' of pure beauty, right there for his own pleasure. He hit a quick flex and the monster bicep transformed. The huge round gigantic ball broke into two impressive ceps, separated by a deep split. The inner one, crossed by the huge vein of his arm, looked so perfect he always kissed it when flexing. The outer one, a bit higher than the inner one, was not perfectly round, but it had a high peak on top of it which he also loved. He placed one finger in the inner cep, but it was really hard to sink it in. Then he flexed a bit harder and then it happened... Both ceps grew at his sight, maybe an inch wider, but the freakiest thing was how shredded it become... All he could see was fibers and striations, and he felt his skin getting tighter. His cock woke up, and started to grow at his sight, an 6in soft slab of meat, growing for muscle. He placed his free hand on the inner cep, thick, shredded, almost skinless. He felt it freaky hard, and could even stick his finger in the deep split that separated it from the outer cep. He traced the split with the fingertip, feeling the ridges that the fibers and striations formed on it. It started to hurt, his skin was to tight he thought he could tear it apart if he pulled too tight. He started playing with his thick bicep vein, moving it under his skin, pressing it, feeling the blood flowing through it. He started getting nervous again, he always got off so much when doing this that his heartbeat increased, sending more blood to his veins and making that thick vein grow even more at his sight. "Damn, why can't I find a real worshipper to enjoy this fucking show?" - he thought. His cock was almost fully erect, 12in of man meat demanding even more blood. Then he couldn't resist it and started kissing his bicep. He first started licking the vein, feeling the blood, softly, with his tip. Then he felt the freaky deep and hard striations on his ceps and got even harder, his cock fully erect at 14in, huge, throbbing, crossed by thick hard veins. The feeling of its striations was so hot that he crunched his bicep even more. CRUNCHHHH The cep almost hurted his lips, pressing hard against his teeth. But it was fucking worth. He stepped out and saw the fucking show the bicep had become. The inner cep was thicker, 2 in more than before, and it had covered with lots of veins, small ones, not covering the millions of fibers of it. The outer cep was higher, a perfect peak rising from behind, shredded to unbelievabe limits. And the split between both was freaky deep, as if the ceps were about to separate. His cock started to erupt precum, thick globules out of its cock. Then the started to relax and crunch his bicep and a slow pace: relax, crunch... relax, crunch... with each flex, getting a bit more ripped, shredded, thicker. Greg went on flexing faster, and faster. His bicep were almost exhausted but he couldn't stop flexing, more and more. Finally, he couldn't resist it anymore and had the biggest orgasm ever. FUUUUCKKKKKKKKKKKK A long thick eruption of cum flew right over his bicep, covering some of its veins. As he kept cumming, he oiled his freaky bicep with his own cum, making it shine, and cumming more and more, until his balls run out ot cum and his bicep was fucking wet. "Fuck, now I do need to find someone to share this with..."