m/m The Wall (chapter 42, added 12/26).

[Jtchef2]

You write such amazing chapters, and then leave us in suspense

[arpeejay]

More, please, and soon!

[Maxum]

The Wall, Chapter 24 “Room Service”

Three more quiet knocks, “Mr. Rayburn?” the same deep voice queried at the door. “Room Service here.”

Fuck! 

“Just a moment,” we both replied in stereo, then looked at each other and burst into laughter. 

We were both entirely naked and covered in cum. Pup grabbed a towel and quickly wiped off and then wrapped another towel around his waist and said, “I’ll get it,” wriggling his eyebrows up and down.

“The hell you will – not looking like that!”

“Looking like what?” he smiled in return.

“Looking like the cat who just ate the canary. Like sex on a stick. Like an orgasm in search of a fantasy. Need I continue?”

“Under normal circumstance, I’d insist that you continue, but right now we have guests at the door, and it would be impolite to keep them waiting.”

Pup strode across the dressing room floor and disappeared into the salon of the luxury suite. I heard the door open, and the deep voice again said, “Room service,” trailing off as the voice caught his first glimpse of Pup. The atmosphere changed in an instant. Suddenly the air felt thick with sexual tension. I had to see this. 

Leaning into the vanity and looking down the long expanse of the mirrors, I could just see the reflection of the hotel suite’s entry. There stood Pup, wrapped in a low slung towel that flowed over the curve of his glutes. His broad shoulders and wide, densely muscled back tapered gracefully to his narrow, tight waist. Two dimples at the base of his winked as he shifted his stance. Fuck, Pup had turned into a wet dream of a man.

The voice was still hidden from view behind Pup’s extra-large frame. 

“Mr. Rayburn?”

“No, no. I’m sorry. I’m Mr. Baker. Mr. Rayburn is indisposed at the moment. We were just,… uh… Well, he can’t come to the door right now.”

“Oh,… I understand, Sir. We can certainly come back later if you prefer, or we can lay a buffet on the dining room table that you and Mr. Rayburn can enjoy when he’s no longer,… indisposed, as you put it.”

“Please do come in. Come in,...”

“James. James Jensen, Room Service Captain. At your service”

“Please come in, James, and let’s lay the banquet on the dining room table.”

James pushed his cart into the room but was still hidden by Pup.

“We have quite a few carts, Mr. Baker. Are we setting up for just you and Mr. Rayburn, or will others be joining?”

“It’s just the two of us for now. We’ve been umm… exercising for the past couple hours. Yes, calisthenics, you see.  We’ve both built up ravenous appetites.”

Several young men from Room Service wheeled carts into the room and arranged a series of trays and domed dishes on the dining room table and then exited, wheeling empty carts as they left. 

“Well, your exercise regimen has certainly paid of Mr. Baker. I have to compliment you on your physique. Your musculature is very impressive. It’s really quite… distracting,” the voice trailed off again.

“Thank you, James. The hard work seems to be paying off.”

Pup shifted his stance. I could now see James and put a face to the rich baritone voice. He was a pleasant surprise but not what I had expected. He was tall and lean, athletic and slim -- definitely less bulky and strong than his voice had suggested. He was devastatingly handsome, and a few of his features were incredibly striking. His eyes were the green of the ocean, surrounded by thick rows of long black eyelashes and adorned with thick, straight, black eyebrows. His hair was so black that it was almost blue-hued, and the shadow of his recently shaved beard highlighted the flex of his jaw and surrounded his full, shapely lips. When he smiled, deep dimples formed in the hollows of his tanned, sculpted cheeks, framing his wide mouth and rows of stunningly shiny, white teeth. He was  movie star handsome, but what really caught my attention was the disproportionate size of his very large hands and feet and the anaconda-like bulge that snaked down his left pant leg. I could tell by the direction of his glances at Pup that Pup’s appeal was not wasted on James. Similarly, Pup’s lingering glances at James’s elongating bulged did little to camouflage Pup’s interest in James. 

There was a long, pregnant silence. Then James asked with a smile and a twinkling eye, “Will there be anything else, Mr. Baker?”

“No, James. I’m afraid that will be all for now. Mr. Rayburn and I were just about to take a much needed shower.” Pup raised his arm and gestured a sniff toward his pit. His delicious aroma wafted toward the Room Service captain, and, without missing a beat, James leaned in and stole a whiff for himself. “If I may say so, Sir, your aroma is intoxicating. If I smelled anything like you, I’d never shower again.” James drew in a second deep breath. Pup stiffened at first, but when James pushed Pup’s arm higher and licked a wide swath from his wide lat to his pit, I saw the muscles in Pup’s thick back begin to relax. Pup’s head rolled back on his shoulders as he savored the warmth of James’s talented tongue. It continued its path to Pup’s burgeoning biceps. When the tongue hit its target, Pup flexed his arm hard, and James’s hand curled over the peak from behind. "Fuck, Mr. Baker. Is that biceps for me?"

“I guess that depends, James..." Pup rubbed his thigh against James’s growing erection. "Is that hardon for me?”

“Oh God, yes. Your muscles are so hot!” He rubbed his hands over Pup’s glistening torso. “How big are your arms.”

Pup flexed an arm in front of James’s beautiful face and then grabbed the back of his head forcing James’s mouth back onto the hard ball of his muscle. Not having measured since his recent growth spurts, Pup replied, quoting me , “Really big.” I chuckled inside at the turn of events. I could tell Pup was enjoying his turn at being the bigger, more muscular man. The admiration was intoxicating. His hardening cock tented his towel in the front. 

In turn, Pup again rubbed his thigh against James’s impressive bulge and nodded toward his overstuffed trousers. “How about you? That’s quite a club you’ve got there in your pants. How big?”

“Well, that all depends,” replied James. Pup gave it a squeeze, and the anaconda surge further down James’s left pant leg. Its outline was completely obscene – a cock of porn fetish proportions, approaching but not reaching his knee. James said, “I hope my size does not shock you. It’s just that I have a thing for very muscular men, and you are one of the hottest I have ever encountered. My dick gets very large when I look at men with big muscles. The bigger the muscles, the larger my erection.” 

“Big muscles," said Pup. "You mean like this?” Pup flexed his arm again for the man, and the anaconda jerked in his pants. “Am I making you harder. Show me how big I can make you. Take it out. I want to see the size of your appreciation.”

James undid his trousers and let them fall to the floor. His throbbing, hard penis rose up. It was too large to slap against the flat of his abs, but it was obviously very hard and waved and bobbed in every direction. It seemed to have a life of its own. It was the largest erection I had seen in my life, about 14 inches in length and thick like a salami. On James’s athletic wiry frame, it looked even larger. He grabbed it and squeezed hard at the base, making the head and the rest of the shaft swell angry and shiny.

“Fuck! That’s impressive. Does it get any larger?” Pup asked. “N-n-not that it isn’t plenty big already.”

“I think this is as large as it’s ever been. Your body provides more inspiration than I can remember, but maybe if I could see more, it might get even larger. Take off your towel and let me look at you naked.” 

Pup loosened his towel and let it drop to the floor. His dick bobbed up and hit him square in the abs. At first he just stood there, allowing James to take in his physique in all of its glory. Then he brought his arms behind his head and flexed his abs and his thighs for James’s perusal. From behind, Pup’s biceps and deltoids bunched up and flexed. His latissimus flared like the hood of a cobra. His glutes thickened and tightened into a thousand striations. James’s manhood flexed and expanded a bit, growing a stiffer and harder with each beat of his heart. 

“Awwwe Fuck! Fuck, you are huge! Turn around. Let me see your back and your glutes.”

Pup turned and hit a rear lat spread pose. James let out a low, muffled grown and rubbed his hands across the expanse of Pup’s back and his granite hard ass. James’s dick drooled long strings of sticky precum, and it writhed wildly as he surveyed Pup’s muscular landscape. James was lost in the moment and now only an innocent bystander. The serpent controlled him and led him hard by the pelvis. It commanded him forward.

James grabbed Pup’s right upper arm and put a hand on his shoulder. Pup dropped to one knee and slicked the crook of his elbow with the copious precum. Then he flexed the arm to 90 degrees, trapping the monster between his biceps and forearm. James let out a howl as the serpent grew longer. God, it had to be10 inches around and 16 inches in length. When James thrust on the biceps, it protruded 8 inches. As big as Pup's arm was, the serpent wanted more. 

I emerged from the dressing room totally naked. James looked up, and I flexed a most muscular pose. He let out a howl as his enormous cock pushed another two inches in length. He cried, “Oh God! No! Don’t make it get any larger! Fuck! I think it’s going to explode.”

James steadied himself on Pup’s shoulder and fist as his uncontrollable phallus continued fucking Pup’s biceps. At this point in time he was a slave to the beast, nothing more than a piston to drive the snake across Pup’s biceps. He had a look of sheer terror as I slowly approached. 

I dropped to one knee.

“Oh God! NO!”

I slicked the crook of my elbow with spit and added my flexed arm to the torment. 

“NO!” James yelled in terror

His dick surged forth further as he fucked both of our biceps in tandem, Pup’s arm from the back and mine from the front.

James prayed to his maker, “Oh God! Please let me cum! I’m going to die if I don’t. I can’t take anymore.”

The serpent grew larger. James was fucking and sobbing and crying and thrusting. The beast was driving him up to the brink.

“Please!”

Seeing the plight of poor James, we re-doubled our efforts. We gritted our teeth and increased our flex. Our biceps rose higher. Two peaks ascended and then split into 4. We flexed harder and harder, and our muscles grew larger. When we couldn’t possibly flex any more, James crested the mountain and let out a wale. The monster erupted. Hot white cum spued from the serpent. The artillery fired again and again. Sticky white man seed flew in every direction. James’s cries of sheer terror turned into low moans of sheer pleasure. The orgasm pulled him from the depths and the horrors of Hell and deposited him high on the blissful plain of of Nirvana. At the end of it all, when the serpent had completely  receded, we lay James asleep on the sofa with an enchanted smile on his face.

[boardman]

12 minutes ago, Maxum said:

The Wall, Chapter 24 “Room Service”

Three more quiet knocks, “Mr. Rayburn?” the same deep voice queried at the door. “Room Service here.”

Fuck! 

“Just a moment,” we both replied in stereo, then looked at each other and burst into laughter. 

We were both entirely naked and covered in cum. Pup grabbed a towel and quickly wiped off and then wrapped another towel around his waist and said, “I’ll get it,” wriggling his eyebrows up and down.

“The hell you will – not looking like that!”

“Looking like what?” he smiled in return.

“Looking like the cat who just ate the canary. Like sex on a stick. Like an orgasm in search of a fantasy. Need I continue?”

“Under normal circumstance, I’d insist that you continue, but right now we have guests at the door, and it would be impolite to keep them waiting.”

Pup strode across the dressing room floor and disappeared into the salon of the luxury suite. I heard the door open, and the deep voice again said, “Room service,” trailing off as the voice caught his first glimpse of Pup. The atmosphere changed in an instant. Suddenly the air felt thick with sexual tension. I had to see this. 

Leaning into the vanity and looking down the long expanse of the mirrors, I could just see the reflection of the hotel suite’s entry. There stood Pup, wrapped in a low slung towel that flowed over the curve of his glutes. His broad shoulders and wide, densely muscled back tapered gracefully to his narrow, tight waist. Two dimples at the base of his winked as he shifted his stance. Fuck, Pup had turned into a wet dream of a man.

The voice was still hidden from view behind Pup’s extra-large frame. 

“Mr. Rayburn?”

“No, no. I’m sorry. I’m Mr. Baker. Mr. Rayburn is indisposed at the moment. We were just,… uh… Well, he can’t come to the door right now.”

“Oh,… I understand, Sir. We can certainly come back later if you prefer, or we can lay a buffet on the dining room table that you and Mr. Rayburn can enjoy when he’s no longer,… indisposed, as you put it.”

“Please do come in. Come in,...”

“James. James Jensen, Room Service Captain. At your service”

“Please come in, James, and let’s lay the banquet on the dining room table.”

James pushed his cart into the room but was still hidden by Pup.

“We have quite a few carts, Mr. Baker. Are we setting up for just you and Mr. Rayburn, or will others be joining?”

“It’s just the two of us for now. We’ve been umm… exercising for the past couple hours. Yes, calisthenics, you see.  We’ve both built up ravenous appetites.”

Several young men from Room Service wheeled carts into the room and arranged a series of trays and domed dishes on the dining room table and then exited, wheeling empty carts as they left. 

“Well, your exercise regimen has certainly paid of Mr. Baker. I have to compliment you on your physique. Your musculature is very impressive. It’s really quite… distracting,” the voice trailed off again.

“Thank you, James. The hard work seems to be paying off.”

Pup shifted his stance. I could now see James and put a face to the rich baritone voice. He was a pleasant surprise but not what I had expected. He was tall and lean, athletic and slim -- definitely less bulky and strong than his voice had suggested. He was devastatingly handsome, and a few of his features were incredibly striking. His eyes were the green of the ocean, surrounded by thick rows of long black eyelashes and adorned with thick, straight, black eyebrows. His hair was so black that it was almost blue-hued, and the shadow of his recently shaved beard highlighted the flex of his jaw and surrounded his full, shapely lips. When he smiled, deep dimples formed in the hollows of his tanned, sculpted cheeks, framing his wide mouth and rows of stunningly shiny, white teeth. He was  movie star handsome, but what really caught my attention was the disproportionate size of his very large hands and feet and the anaconda-like bulge that snaked down his left pant leg. I could tell by the direction of his glances at Pup that Pup’s appeal was not wasted on James. Similarly, Pup’s lingering glances at James’s elongating bulged did little to camouflage Pup’s interest in James. 

There was a long, pregnant silence. Then James asked with a smile and a twinkling eye, “Will there be anything else, Mr. Baker?”

“No, James. I’m afraid that will be all for now. Mr. Rayburn and I were just about to take a much needed shower.” Pup raised his arm and gestured a sniff toward his pit. His delicious aroma wafted toward the Room Service captain, and, without missing a beat, James leaned in and stole a whiff for himself. “If I may say so, Sir, your aroma is intoxicating. If I smelled anything like you, I’d never shower again.” James drew in a second deep breath. Pup stiffened at first, but when James pushed Pup’s arm higher and licked a wide swath from his wide lat to his pit, I saw the muscles in Pup’s thick back begin to relax. Pup’s head rolled back on his shoulders as he savored the warmth of James’s talented tongue. It continued its path to Pup’s burgeoning biceps. When the tongue hit its target, Pup flexed his arm hard, and James’s hand curled over the peak from behind. "Fuck, Mr. Baker. Is that biceps for me?"

“I guess that depends, James..." Pup rubbed his thigh against James’s growing erection. "Is that hardon for me?”

“Oh God, yes. Your muscles are so hot!” He rubbed his hands over Pup’s glistening torso. “How big are your arms.”

Pup flexed an arm in front of James’s beautiful face and then grabbed the back of his head forcing James’s mouth back onto the hard ball of his muscle. Not having measured since his recent growth spurts, Pup replied, quoting me , “Really big.” I chuckled inside at the turn of events. I could tell Pup was enjoying his turn at being the bigger, more muscular man. The admiration was intoxicating. His hardening cock tented his towel in the front. 

In turn, Pup again rubbed his thigh against James’s impressive bulge and nodded toward his overstuffed trousers. “How about you? That’s quite a club you’ve got there in your pants. How big?”

“Well, that all depends,” replied James. Pup gave it a squeeze, and the anaconda surge further down James’s left pant leg. Its outline was completely obscene – a cock of porn fetish proportions, approaching but not reaching his knee. James said, “I hope my size does not shock you. It’s just that I have a thing for very muscular men, and you are one of the hottest I have ever encountered. My dick gets very large when I look at men with big muscles. The bigger the muscles, the larger my erection.” 

“Big muscles," said Pup. "You mean like this?” Pup flexed his arm again for the man, and the anaconda jerked in his pants. “Am I making you harder. Show me how big I can make you. Take it out. I want to see the size of your appreciation.”

James undid his trousers and let them fall to the floor. His throbbing, hard penis rose up. It was too large to slap against the flat of his abs, but it was obviously very hard and waved and bobbed in every direction. It seemed to have a life of its own. It was the largest erection I had seen in my life, about 14 inches in length and thick like a salami. On James’s athletic wiry frame, it looked even larger. He grabbed it and squeezed hard at the base, making the head and the rest of the shaft swell angry and shiny.

“Fuck! That’s impressive. Does it get any larger?” Pup asked. “N-n-not that it isn’t plenty big already.”

“I think this is as large as it’s ever been. Your body provides more inspiration than I can remember, but maybe if I could see more, it might get even larger. Take off your towel and let me look at you naked.” 

Pup loosened his towel and let it drop to the floor. His dick bobbed up and hit him square in the abs. At first he just stood there, allowing James to take in his physique in all of its glory. Then he brought his arms behind his head and flexed his abs and his thighs for James’s perusal. From behind, Pup’s biceps and deltoids bunched up and flexed. His latissimus flared like the hood of a cobra. His glutes thickened and tightened into a thousand striations. James’s manhood flexed and expanded a bit, growing a stiffer and harder with each beat of his heart. 

“Awwwe Fuck! Fuck, you are huge! Turn around. Let see your back and your glutes.”

Pup turned and hit a rear lat spread pose. James let out a low, muffled grown and rubbed his hands across the expanse of Pup’s back and his granite hard ass. James’s dick drooled long strings of sticky precum, and it writhed wildly as he surveyed Pup’s muscular landscape. James was lost in the moment and now only an innocent bystander. The serpent controlled him and led him hard by the pelvis. It commanded him forward.

James grabbed Pup’s right upper arm and put a hand on his shoulder. Pup dropped to one knee and slicked the crook of his elbow with the copious precum. Then he flexed the arm to 90 degrees, trapping the monster between his biceps and forearm. James let out a howl as the serpent grew longer. God, it had to be10 inches around and 16 inches in length. When James thrust on the biceps, it protruded 8 inches. As big as Pup's arm was, the serpent wanted more. 

I emerged from the dressing room totally naked. James looked up, and I flexed a most muscular pose. He let out a howl as his enormous cock pushed another two inches in length. He cried, “Oh God! No! Don’t make it get any larger! Fuck! I think it’s going to explode.”

James steadied himself on Pup’s shoulder and fist as his uncontrollable phallus continued fucking Pup’s biceps. At this point in time he was a slave to the beast, nothing more than a piston to drive the snake across Pup’s biceps. He had a look of shear terror as I slowly approached. 

I dropped to one knee.

“Oh God! NO!”

I slicked the crook of my elbow with spit and added my flexed arm to the torment. 

“NO!” James yelled in terror

His dick surged forth further as he fucked both of our biceps in tandem, Pup’s from the back and mine from the front.

James prayed to his maker, “Oh God! Please let me cum! I’m going to die if I don’t. I can’t take anymore.”

The serpent grew larger. James was fucking and sobbing and crying and thrusting. The beast was driving him up to the brink.

“Please!”

Seeing the plight of poor James, we re-doubled our efforts. We gritted our teeth and increased our flexed as hard as we could. Our biceps rose higher. Two peaks ascended and then split into 4. We flexed harder and harder, and the muscles continued to grow. When we couldn’t possibly flex any more, James crested the mountain and let out a wale. The monster erupted. Hot white cum spued from the serpent. The artillery fired again and again. Sticky white man seed flew in every direction. James’s cried of sheer terror turned into low moans of sheer pleasure. The orgasm pulled him from the horrors of Hell and deposited him in the midst of the bliss of Nirvana. At the end of it all, when the serpent had fully receded, we lay James asleep on the sofa with an enchanted smile on his face.

Damn that was hot 

[Mdlftr]

Talk about a tip for the hotel staff!

 

[Jtchef2]

YES YES YES! I LOVE FUCKING BICEPS! It is so freaking hot!

[hoga]

Hope the new chapter is coming soon. Dying to see if the Pup can match Max's strength & size!

[Maxum]

4 hours ago, hoga said:

Hope the new chapter is coming soon. Dying to see if the Pup can match Max's strength & size!

Dealing with fires in Northern California. It's apocalyptic here, and the situation is demanding a lot of my attention. Bygones. Will resume the story after things settle down. In the meantime, enjoy the anticipation.  

- M

[hardmuscl4life]

3 hours ago, Maxum said:

Dealing with fires in Northern California. It's apocalyptic here, and the situation is demanding a lot of my attention. Bygones. Will resume the story after things settle down. In the meantime, enjoy the anticipation.  

- M

Please stay safe, the story can wait.  I hope you and your family are out of harms way.  

George

[DennisFLL]

16 hours ago, Maxum said:

Dealing with fires in Northern California. It's apocalyptic here, and the situation is demanding a lot of my attention. Bygones. Will resume the story after things settle down. In the meantime, enjoy the anticipation.  

- M

Number one priority for you is to stay safe.  Your fans will just have to wait a while to enjoy your next installment.  But please let us know from time to time how the fires are impacting you.....Dennis