“You mean did I notice these two mountains of hard muscle, Royd?'

I pulled my hand from his and lifted the other one off of his hard cock. I brought both of my palms up to his massive chest. I realized quickly that in order to lay my hands on his pecs I had to spread my arms wider to get passed his huge lats. I couldn’t have made my hands meet even if I had stretched my hardest – the guy was just too fucking wide. I gripped his hard muscled meaty pecs with both hands. Royd instinctively tensed his chest and my fingers were forced flat - I was now only able to press my open hands into his upper body.

“You mean did I notice these two mountains of hard muscle, Royd? Is that what you want me to say. Hell yeah, man. I shot super hard as soon as I saw you stand up and these two bulging pecs caused your shirt to explode so much that it looked like it would burst.”

Royd’s body shook hard from the excitement that my words were causing. I was also getting equally turned on. I moved my hands from his meaty pecs to his biceps. Royd instinctively bent his arms so it caused his guns to swell a little. They instantly turned hard and bulged much thicker.

“And then I noticed your massive arms. These guns are bigger than any others I’ve ever seen. Hell, I couldn’t have ignored such big biceps even if I had wanted to. And right now I’m rewarded with the best prize of all – getting to feel these rock hard mounds of muscle. Fuck, these things are so tight.”

Royd was actually beginning to squirm in front of me. I suddenly realized the guy was trying hard not to shoot a load. That’s how much my comments about his body were turning charging him up – not to mention the way I was groping his massive biceps. I quickly moved my hand down to his giant right thigh. I grabbed the chiseled-as-stone multi-layered sinew that pressed through the fabric of his pants.

“Your big-as-tree quads caught my attention too, Royd. These pants can’t hide the fact that each of your legs is thicker than your waist. How the hell did you get these things pulled up over those monsters? But then, again, if you didn’t have huge legs then this thing would look a little freakish, don’t you think?”

With that I took my left hand from his arm, moved it quickly down his hard torso, and let it slide between his abs, his pants and his jockstrap until my fingers struck the base of the giant log that was pressing out obscenely atop of his left thigh. Again, all breathing stopped. As a matter of fact, it felt like time, itself, stopped. I didn’t move a muscle. I left the tips of my fingers pressed into the hardness of his cock. I noticed Royd was whispering something softly to himself. I listened intently.

“No . . . no . . . don’t cum. You . . . can do . . . it. Don’t cum, Con. Don’t cum.”

I wanted to laugh, but I knew I shouldn’t – for two reasons – one, because the movement would have caused him to erupt like a volcano and two, because it would have hurt his feelings. I was far too invested in this potential sexual connection to lose such a big catch because of crushed egos. I merely wanted to bring Royd to the brink of ejaculation so he could get a taste of what was to come, so to speak. I was dangling a giant carrot in front of this huge horse of a man. And it was obvious that Royd loved every second of it. I finally realized the wave of almost-orgasm had passed and I let my fingers slide down the side of his thick cock until my hand cradled the bottom part of the long shaft. I quickly realized that my palm barely covered half of his long pole. My fingers could also feel the grapefruit-sized balls that rested between his legs. It was, again, time for my body to shiver in anticipation of playing with Royd’s dick until the early hours of the morning. The big guy started breathing again and I could tell he was oddly comfortable with the fact that my hand was down his pants in a public place. This got me to thinking that there might actually be a wild side to this innocent behemoth and I was sure I was the guy to unlock his hidden kinkiness.

“So Royd, did that answer your desire for more specifics on what I noticed about your body?”

“Yes Sir.”

Royd’s voice was very weak. I could tell he was not totally present as he spoke – he was still basking in the sexual pleasure that my compliments and actions had caused throughout his body. He was definitely still “on edge” and a stronger than average gust of wind would have probably sent him into ejaculation mode. We sat there in silence for a few seconds. I desperately longed to know what was racing through his mind. Was he thinking back on how I had ran my hands all over his body? Was he re-living in his mind the way I described his muscles as I groped them? Or was he focused on the feeling of my hand resting against the base of his cock? It really didn’t matter, either way Royd was in some kind of pleasure zone that was obviously happening for the first time in his life. I sensed that the nerve endings throughout the man’s body had now returned to normal and movement would not send him over the edge. I brought my right hand up to his massive pec and easily found the hard-as-rock nipple jutting out through the shirt. I pinched it hard with the three fingers it took to grab the big thing. Royd moaned slightly and his body pressed back into mine even more. I brought my face close to his left ear – as near as I could get since he sat a little higher than me because of his massive frame.

“Look around the bar, Royd. Every guy here is so fucking turned on right now. Everyone in this room wishes they were me. They want to be the one touching your body and feeling your hard muscles. They’ve never been so full of jealousy in all of their life. Hell, most of them have only ever dreamed of seeing someone as big as you.”

I could tell that Royd was looking around the room. His cock twitched a little as he noticed guys boldly staring at us. A couple of different men in the room were blatantly rubbing their hard-on through their pants. I was beginning to think that if Royd and I continued our little show for a little longer we could definitely cause a few wet spots to appear across the crotches of quite a few men in the place. That thought made my own cock pulse a few times against Royd's rock hard ass, which was pushed up against it.

“Sir, it feels like someone else is turned on, too.”

“Listen to you, mister, getting a little bolder aren’t we.”

We both chuckled. My left hand gripped his cock a little tighter as my right hand pinched his nip harder, as well. This time the moan that escaped Royd’s mouth was louder and longer. I heard a few men in the room moan out loud in response.

“Look at all the hard cocks in the room, Royd. That’s all because of you, man. All those erections are like metal pipes drawn to the magnetic pull of your huge muscles. You control these men, big guy. Really, I bet any man in here would do almost anything you asked, that is if you rewarded them with a chance to see and feel your body.”

“Um . . .Does that . . . does that include you, Sir?”

Royd was able to ask his question between slight moans and deep breaths caused by the expert teasing my hands were giving to his chest and cock. I was impressed that he could tear his focus away from what was happening to his body to make sure I desired him as much as everyone else. I felt a surge of energy rush through my body as I realized that at that moment Royd only wanted me – no one else in the room mattered. I could see the finish line ahead of me – this big muscle bull was now completely mine.

“I think the hard thing poking your ass through my jeans is all the answer you need, Royd.”

The big man suddenly began to move. He pulled my hand from his pants, as he pushed away from me – not, however, before I got one another quick squeeze of his hard nipple. In what seemed like a flash Royd was turned around and bent over with his hands resting on the boxes at either side of me. This stance accomplished two things. First, it brought his face even with mine. Second, it caused me to be surrounded by muscle on three sides. His huge arms encased my shoulders and I suddenly realized that his massive biceps and triceps combined were wider than my body. The top of his chest rose like a mountain underneath his chin and my mouth became dry as I looked down the deep valley between his pecs. His shirt looked much more strained from this angle – like it was about to rip across the chest, tear at the arms, and be blasted apart by his shoulders. The big man had a huge smile across his face.

“How about a kiss, Sir?”

It registered immediately that it wasn’t a question, but an order disguised as a request. I was too caught off guard to notice the slight change in Royd’s behavior. I was surrounded by muscle, this huge guy was asking me for a kiss, and my body had begun to want this enormous man as much as it wanted air. I simply nodded my head. Royd brought his lips to mine in a way that was awkward and juvenile. I actually think he ran his tongue around the outside of his mouth just before our lips met. He pushed my head lightly against the wall and then continued to press his lips hard against mine. For a second the tightness of his mouth and the pressure of his head ramming against mine caused me some pain, but then something glorious happened. Royd relaxed his mouth and parted his lips slightly. Hardness was replaced with the warm wet soft mouth of a man who was obviously a quick learner. I could sense that the big man was quickly copying how my mouth moved to increase the pleasure. His tongue began to wrestle with mine and then filled my mouth in a way that made me moan for more. My head went light and I became dizzy as the big man continued to balance sucking in lightly, biting at my lips, and maneuvering his tongue in a way that made me curl my toes in my shoes. God, this guy was a natural born kisser. My cock began to twitch uncontrollably and I knew that I was close to shooting. His muscles and his mouth were too much for me. I turned my head away from Royd, but he tried to follow my lips.

“No, wait Royd, I’m going to shoot if you don’t stop.”

Royd quickly pulled his face away from me. I sat there with my eyes closed tightly and my body teetering between exploding and calming down. It seemed like forever that I waited to see which way my cock would finally decide to go. It was only after a few seconds I realized that I was not breathing. I took a deep breath – aware that the action might cause me to cum – but I needed air. After inhaling a couple of more times I was able to open my eyes and the danger of ejaculation had passed. I turned my head and was, again, met with a huge smile on Royd’s face. I smiled back.

“Good control, Sir.”

“Thanks. It was hit or miss for a few seconds. That was one powerful kiss Royd.”

“I’m so glad you liked it, Sir.”

“I’d say I more than liked it, Royd. It made me dizzy and caused me to completely lose control.”

This comment made the big man’s smile grow even wider. He seemed like a proud student who had just aced a test. I detected something new in his eyes. Could it be some kind of excitement that had not been there before? Had I unleashed something in Royd that made him more confident in some way? I had no idea what it was that revealed itself in his gaze but I was damn sure I liked it. Somehow the muscleman in front of me seemed larger. I knew it was impossible, but something was making Royd appear to be more enormous than before.

“You know what would make me really happy Sir?”

“What’s that Royd?”

“If you reached out with your two hands, there, and grabbed hold of my muscle-packed pecs. Yes Sir, that would make my motor kick into high gear.”

Royd’s words excited me beyond belief. The shy guy I had met at the beginning of the evening – the one that could barely look me in the eyes – was now asking me to grab his hard meaty chest like we were in some muscle worshiping video. My cock was aching from the thrill his words caused in my body. I might have been a little shocked by his request, but I was still the Sir and I knew how to take full advantage of the situation.

“Well, I’d really like to oblige, you big man, but I think that shirt of yours will get in the way. How about you go shirtless first and then I’ll grope those two gigantic mounds of muscle so much that you’ll wish you never asked.”

Royd’s smile changed – it was now somewhat devious or something. I couldn’t name it exactly, but I immediately realized the man was not scared of my challenge at all. He leaned in and gave me a big kiss. Then Royd pulled back and raised his monstrous body to its full height. I had to tilt my head backwards a little to follow his gaze. He never took his eyes away from mine. I, however, glanced down to watch him pull the bottom of his shirt out from his pants. He did it very slowly – as if he wanted to tease me – but I’m sure it was because he was somewhat embarrassed about what he was about to do. That’s when he started pulling the front of his shirt upward even slower so his perfectly chiseled stomach would reveal each highlighted abdominal muscle one at a time. I was completely mesmerized, however I was lucid enough to notice that everyone in the bar moved to our side of the room as if we were on a ship and a giant wave sent everyone flying. I knew what everyone wanted; it was the same damn thing that I desired more than anything else on earth. I needed to see this man’s body uncovered and I needed it immediately. Royd, however, had other plans. He stopped lifting the shirt just at the base of what I knew was an incredible chest. He crunched his roidgutted abs and moved his torso from side to side just to highlight the perfect rows that ran across his stomach between each bulging mass of muscle. It was as if someone carved his midsection in marble – that’s how perfectly symmetrical it was. A beautiful indention ran down the middle and four flawless rows of beautiful hardness appeared on either side. It was a fucking piece of art. I had thought that Royd was a little pudgy at the beginning of the evening, but I had been completely mistaken. This guy’s lower torso made my mouth drop open and my hand shot up, without even planning it, to feel the seamless row of abdominals. I immediately pulled my hand back when my fingers touched his stomach. His skin was hot and hard as a brick wall. I was caught off guard and shocked by how it felt.

“Are those abs hard enough for you Sir?”

Royd’s voice surprised me and I was momentarily disoriented. For the first time in a long time I could not speak. As a matter of fact I could barely think. I could hear men on either side of me gasping and moaning as they gazed at Royd’s astonishing abs, but all I could find the strength to do was nod my head slowly as I continued to stare at his stomach..

“What’s the matter Sir, are you already overwhelmed by my body? We haven’t gotten very far, Sir. We have a lot more muscle to reveal. Are you sure you can handle it?”

Royd’s question sounded more like a challenge and it caused me to regain control of myself. Nothing can get me focused more than someone telling me I can’t do something. I tore my eyes from Royd’s abs and moved my gaze to his face. As soon as I looked him in the eyes I could see that the man had somehow changed. There, in his smile, was a newfound confidence that had not existed before. I marveled at how fast Royd had taken to my suggestions. I was full of pride at the fact that I had been able to awaken something bold inside of this huge muscleman. I felt like patting myself on the back for a job well done. This Sir still had the gift of helping men find their hidden strengths. I smiled back at Royd in a way that signaled I was still in control.

“Bring it on boy, bring it on.”

Royd let out a low chuckle that sounded almost evil. I could sense cockiness oozing from his body like some kind of testosterone floodgates had been opened. He returned to the task at hand and this caused my eyes, along with the eyes of every other man in the room, to move back to his chest. Royd had to actually pull the bottom of the shirt far away from his body to get it passed the mounds of protruding muscle above his roidgut. He let the bottom of the two giant slabs of beef kind of pop out of the tight fabric in his hands and it was like a cannon being shot off. There were loud gasps, unbelieving moans of pleasure, and I was sure a couple of guys shot their loads just from the sight of his huge nipples sticking out proudly from two mountainous pecs. Royd let go of the shirt when he got it halfway up his huge chest and the stretched-beyond-belief material stayed in place. The bottom part of those two gorgeous bulging pecs actually ballooned out underneath the tight curled-up bottom of his shirt. I was sure that if Royd had taken a deep breath he could have caused the shirt to rip in two as easy as most people tear tissue paper. It then dawned on me that this was exactly the effect Royd wanted show off – he was actually making all of us wait for the full picture. He was teasing us mercilessly. This made me so proud of the guy. He certainly was a fast learner. I stared at the two perfect dark circles that surrounded the thick nubs of meat that were his nipples. I actually started to drool as I gazed on those dense chunks of meat just screaming for someone to suck, bite, and lick them into submission. I had always imagined an internal cord running from both nipples to a man’s cock, which is why there was such an incredible connection between abusing a guy’s chest and sending him into mind-blowing orgasms. Royd must have picked up on what was causing me to drool.

“I see Sir likes my hard-as-rock huge nips. Want to suck on those puppies for a while, Sir?”

I was again lost in my muscle worship. All I could do was mouth the word ‘yes.’ Royd brought his hands up to his chest and flicked both nipples hard with his forefingers. It actually made a loud sound, like someone was being slapped. I heard two more guys in the room lose control; begin to cry out, and obviously cum in their pants. I’m sure Royd registered what was happening in the room around him, but he never moved his eyes from me. It was like we were the only two people in the bar. He placed two fingers and his thumb around the big protruding nipples and squeezed hard. I was sure most men would have screamed in pain from the amount of pressure he was applying, but Royd just smiled more devilishly. He released the now harder nubs of muscle and again grabbed the front of his shirt. He pulled it over his head, but let it rest on the back of his neck. I could see that the fabric, still beneath his arms and over his broad shoulders, was strained beyond belief, but Royd knew this pose would push his mighty pecs together and upward. His massive chest was highlighted in a way that made every man, including me, instantly imagine what it would be like to shove his face in between those two mounds of solid muscle. I was sure that Royd could have easily squeezed my face until I cried for mercy between his two bulging pecs, but I didn’t care. I only wanted my face to be surrounded by that hard-as-concrete chest. Again, Royd clearly understood where my fantasies had taken me.

“You want to shove your face between my pecs, don’t you Sir? You want me to crush you with these two mountains? Would you like to be surrounded by all of this mass, Sir?”

It was as if he had orchestrated this entire evening perfectly. Royd began to bounce his massive pecs slowly as he spoke to me. I barely heard anything he was saying because my eyes and my mind were focused on the incredible control he had over his chest. It was like he had been able to divide each monstrous pec into different areas that he was able to move at will. It was fucking unbelievable. Royd chuckled as my mouth fell open. He was able to ripple one side of his chest upward while the other side rippled downward. How was that possible? I watched, totally mesmerized, as the big man inhaled and made his upper body swell up so much that his nipples seemed to be pointing straight in the air. The man looked thicker than a large doublewide refrigerator. The gaping valley between his pecs had grown deep enough that his mounds of meat would have covered my hand completely if I had placed it there. As the big man exhaled he tensed his chest hard and I heard the sound of fabric tearing. The swelling of his chest was straining the shirt to its limit. Royd immediately relaxed his body and reached up to pull the shirt off of his shoulders and arms.

“My closet’s getting a little bare because I’ve shredded too many clothes from flexing. I want to save this one – it’s one of my favorites.”

As soon as his upper body was completely uncovered the temperature in the room shot up about ten degrees. I felt sweat sliding down the middle of my back and gathering across my brow. I watched the multitude of muscles in Royd’s arm bunch up as he reached around and stuffed his shirt into the back of his pants. The teasing man then let both of his monster arms hang down at his side and he froze so I could get a full glimpse of his body. It was a masterpiece. I became aware that one guy to my left started shaking uncontrollably and he fell to his knees – totally wrecked by an intense orgasm. Another man quickly ran across the room hoping to get to the bathroom before he shot his load. I could not move, though. My body was frozen as I glanced up and down, trying to take in every inch of the chiseled Hercules in front of me. I could not decide what part of his body to focus on – all of it was perfect.

“So, whadda ya think, Sir? Like what you see?”

“I . . . I, um . . . uh . . . I . . . nice . . . so big . . . unbelievable.”

Royd laughed at my sudden loss of words. I sounded like some kind of idiot. I could not, for the life of me, form a coherent sentence. I stared at his bulging biceps - that weren’t even flexed and, yet, they looked to be as thick as trees. Then my gaze was drawn to his wide-as-a-bus shoulders. They were so thick and jutted out so far that I figured he could take out huge chunks of doorframes if he wasn’t careful. Suddenly, the big guy leaned forward and placed his palms against the wall on either side of my head. He brought his upper body closer to my face. The man towered over me and I got a little claustrophobic from being encased by so much muscle. My eyes shot to either side so I could get a look at his bent arms – a stance that caused his biceps to bunch up in a way that screamed of mind-boggling power. At that moment I wanted to see those biceps completely flexed more than I wanted to live. Royd must have sensed this because he tensed his arms a little and caused the skin-covered mountains to swell to an astonishing size and, yet, I knew they still weren’t fully flexed.

“If my memory serves me well, Sir, you promised to grope these two muscle-packed slabs of beef. Isn’t that right?”

I couldn’t answer. His question had caused my eyes to zone in on his huge pecs hanging in front of my face. It was obvious that Royd did not expect me to answer. He chuckled softly and bounced his chest so both pecs went in opposite directions again. My entire body was as stiff as my cock as I watched his chest heave up and down.

“What’s the matter Sir? Are you scared that your tiny hands won’t be able to grab enough of these monster pecs to have any impact? Don’t worry, Sir, my entire body is supersensitive and I’ll get some pleasure from your groping – even if you can’t dent the muscles. Come on, you know you want to. I guess you’re kind of like a little kid in a candy store, huh? You don’t know where to start.”

Royd was smiling in a way that both thrilled and embarrassed me at the same time. For the first time in my life I was at a loss for words and could not move. I was so completely mesmerized by the stud in front of me that all I could do was sit there and lust after all his muscle. I was frozen by a desire so intense that it made my bones ache. This was all a new feeling for me. I was grasping for the first time what all those men must have felt over the years when I, the Sir, chose them for my prey. My mind was only filled with thoughts of muscle – Royd’s muscles.

“What’s up with you Sir? It seems like you can’t move at all. Is all this muscle just too much for you? Maybe I can help a little, Sir. How about I let you feel these pecs and arms up close and personal. I think I know a way to make you really happy. Let’s make sure you get a taste of what my body can really do.”

I was completely under some kind of muscle spell but this didn’t prevent me from registering what Royd was doing. The big man pushed away from the wall and brought his big hands underneath my arms. Suddenly my body was lifted off of the boxes as easily as someone lifts a pillow. Royd stood up and brought my body into the air even with his. It felt like I was having a dream about being able to fly. I knew my feet dangled many inches off of the ground as the big man held me in his outstretched monster arms as if I weighed nothing. I could hear the few remaining men around us begin to shoot their long-held loads of cum. I was sure a couple of then fell against the walls and slid down to the floor – exhausted, but joyous, from the ordeal. I then felt my body traveling higher into the air as Royd lifted his arms more. I could not believe he could lift a full-grown man so effortlessly. There was no doubt in my mind now that I would someday have to see him carry a giant oak tree. Royd held me in the air slightly above his head. He then maneuvered his hands in a way that caused my body to quickly slide down his bulging arms until I slammed into the brick wall that was his chest. This was exactly what the big man wanted. The pain that shot through my body as my chest met the waiting immovable muscle temporarily stunned me. My face was a few inches below his and Royd brought his lips to my forehead and kissed me in a way that made me feel like a child. The gentle kiss distracted me so much that I was not prepared when his giant arms wrapped around my upper torso. Royd squeezed slightly and the front of my body was forced to conform to his hard chest muscles. I could feel his massive biceps bulging into my back as he began to apply more pressure. The intense closeness of our bodies forced me to put my face deep into the valley between his pecs. I could tell Royd was barely using any strength to hold me in place, but I found it pretty hard to breathe. He brought his face down so his mouth was near my left ear.

“Ever been hugged by a muscle bull, Sir? Even if that has ever happened to you Sir, I’m sure it wasn’t by one as big as me. I’m barely squeezing and you’re having trouble catching a breath. Just imagine was it will feel like when I use all of my strength. Yeah, I just felt your cock twitch against mine – you like the thought of me tightening my arms around you so hard that you won’t be able to breathe, don’t you Sir?”

My cock twitched again. The big man had somehow tapped into my subconscious and found something that would turn me on more than anything. It was a secret so deep inside of me that I hadn’t even known it until that moment. I did, indeed, want this massive bodybuilder to squeeze every last bit of oxygen out of my body. It was such an intense desire that I could feel pre-cum beginning to bubble out of my dickhead. Royd’s arms began to tighten even more and this caused so much excitement in every inch of my frame that I knew I was close to the biggest cum explosion of my life.

“Yeah, Sir likes it when big Royd bearhugs the life out of him, doesn’t he? Listen closely Sir because I’m going to share something important with you right before I crush you so hard that you black out. Don’t worry; I’m not going to use all of my strength. We both know that your body couldn’t take that much pressure. I could easily snap both your back and your chest cavity with very little effort, but I don’t want to do that, Sir. No, I just want to give you a quick little message before you go nighty-night. And don’t worry; we’ll have a lot more fun later on. I just want to make sure you learn a little lesson. You see Sir; about ten years ago I stood in this bar for what was my actual first time. I wasn’t nearly as big as I am now and I was scared shitless. That night you didn’t notice me as quickly as you did tonight. It took you a long while to finally decide I was worth talking to. You were so handsome and so fucking charming. I fell for you in the first two minutes of our short conversation – and I fell really hard, Sir. I wanted you so much. After only about thirty minutes, though, a bigger guy entered the bar and you became so distracted that you finally told me to have a great night and you walked away. I could have cried I was so hurt. I had to watch you flirt and leave with the bigger guy. That night I vowed I’d go home and get so big that you’d want me more than anyone else, Sir. I wanted you to desire me as much as I desired you. I didn’t want revenge, I just wanted you to feel what it was like to want someone desperately.”

Royd tightened his monstrous arms even more and my face was shoved deeper into the cavern between his pecs. I was becoming light-headed because I wasn’t able to breathe - and because of my building orgasm. I was searching my memory desperately to remember this giant that was holding me in the air so easily. There were too many men in my past for me to recall the specific evening with Royd all those years ago. There was part of me that wanted to beg him to stop squeezing my body, but the stronger part of me wanted him to crush me completely. I had never felt anything like this before. I was completely under Royd’s muscle spell. He tightened his arms even more. I tried to inhale and barely got any air at all. I knew that I wouldn’t be able to last much longer – before I blacked out and before I shot my load.

“Yeah little man, it’s kind of difficult when you don’t know what will be your last breath isn’t it? That’s what it felt like that night when you left with the other guy. It took all the air out of my body. By the way, I know you don’t remember, but you should know that I’m now more than twice as big as that guy was. That excites you doesn’t it Sir? What does it feel like to know that you’re now with the fucking biggest guy you’re ever going to meet and he’s about to hug all the air completely out of your body? That hard cock pressed against my monster rod tells me you like it, Sir. Yeah, I think you like it a lot. How about I let you gasp for one more breath before I let you feel a little more of what these arms can do? Go on, Sir, try to inhale one last time. Don’t worry, I don’t want to really hurt you, I just want to make sure you get a good idea of what these muscles can do. You see you’re the reason I’m so fucking big. I know that makes you proud, Sir. Even with your face smashed between my monster pecs and your body desperately trying to get air I know you’re smiling right now. You love the idea that I went home ten years ago and started packing on muscle just for you. And here’s the best part Sir, I’m not finished growing. Yeah, that’s right, I’m going to get even bigger for you Sir. I’m going to be so huge that you’ll never even think about looking at another man and if you do I’ll just crush the air out of you again. I’ll be everything you’ll ever need and more. I know that gets your juices flowing even harder, doesn’t it Sir? Just thinking about this big muscleman getting even more monstrous for you. Let’s give you a little more taste of what this body can do.”

I was in heaven. I couldn’t breathe and I knew that I would have bruises on every part of my body that was being pressed into Royd’s fucking hard muscles, but I didn’t care. This giant muscle bull was crushing me into submission. I was ready to give myself completely to this massive muscle god – especially since he promised to grow even larger. I was so completely overwhelmed by his manly aroma, his vice-like grip on my body, and his enormous rod pressing against my crotch and stomach that I completely forgot about not being able to get any air into my lungs. It registered on some level that I was about to black out but I only focused on the feeling of his bulging hard muscles surrounding my body. Royd tightened his arms even more – and it felt like I was being pressed by one of those machines they use to crush cars into small cubes. I knew, however, that the big man wasn’t even squeezing that hard and this sent me into an unknown euphoric state that enabled me to last even longer than we both expected. I heard Royd chuckle because I was still hanging on to consciousness and I felt his muscles bounce a little. His bearhug compressed around my body even more and I knew I only had seconds remaining. Royd whispered in my ear softly.

“Looks like I caught me a Sir.”

His monstrous arms squeezed even tighter. My cock exploded and warm juice flooded my crotch area. My legs jerked wildly because they were the only part of my body that could move. The last feeling I had before everything went black was biceps so hard and bulging that my back and sides could feel the huge veins that snaked across them. Royd’s hug had become this Sir’s downfall.