11.10.2010

Stageshow‏



The curtain rose to reveal a table to one side of a winch bolted to a small raised platform. The winch had a big metal handle sticking out of it, and was turned by hand. A rope led from the winch up to a pulley in the ceiling and down again to a small hook suspended above the table. The table had restraints at either end. The audience was given a few moments to take in the scene before the lights went down and only the table and winch were illuminated by a few spotlights. Three muscular guys walked onto the stage, two pulling a third guy between them.

The two masters, one above and one below average height, were both wearing black boots. The taller master had enormous chest muscles, thick biceps, taut abdominals, and a ring through each nipple. His chest was crossed with some simple leather straps, two coming from around the back of his neck, and two coming from around his back, midway up, the four meeting at a glinting metal ring in the center of his pecs. He also wore a pair of tight black leather shorts.

The shorter master was even more muscular and wore a slightly more complex leather setup. A leather strap encircled his neck, which was connected to a ladder of straps that ran down his chest and connected to a leather pouch at his groin. A second pair of straps reached from his back over his shoulders and down his body, also joining at the leather pouch, like braces. The pouch itself had no straps to the side, and a single leather strap reached up the back, between his buttocks, finally splitting to two at the top of his shoulders.

The guy between them was naked but for a tattered cream-colored cloth that hung around his waist. He was tanned, muscular, blond and blue eyed. He was towed onto stage by a spiked leather collar around his neck, which they removed as they helped him onto the table. He was securely strapped down, then fondled all over his body by both masters.

They slid their hands all over his chest, down his stomach, along his arms, down his legs. He groaned and shifted, visibly aroused. The rag around his waist began to bulge. As it did so, the masters shifted their attention to it, sliding their fingers along the sides of the shaft that was now beginning to show clear definition beneath the material. They tweaked it and touched it, slid their fingers up and down it, hardening it and teasing it, playing and toying with it. The bulge grew and grew until the rag could barely contain it.

Finally, they began pulling the material away from his waist. They tugged at the rag until it finally tore, and pulled the remains away from his body, exposing his assets fully.

The guy's cock was immense - a full 12 inches long and as thick as the other guys' wrists. It was neatly circumcised and had an enormous D-shaped ring through the head, the straight section passing into the top side of the cockhead, just in front of its rim, and emerging from the underside. The ring was about as thick as the guy's little finger. The cock lay erect against his lower abdomen, too heavy to support itself, nestling in the valley between his lower abdominal muscles. The two masters pulled down the end of the rope, clipping it onto the cock ring. The larger master then went to the winch and began winding, pulling in the slack. The erection was pulled slowly up into the air until vertical, each vein and artery standing out hard from the tight flesh.

The two masters then resumed their toying with the cock. They stroked its tight skin gently, bent down and licked it, slid their tongues up and down its length, and sucked gently at its head. They slid their tongues around the ring, poking at the skin where the ring went inside the flesh. They ran their fingers up and down the thick veins that stood out from the shaft and licked around the rim of the cockhead. All the while, their victim groaned and strained, gasping every so often in pleasure. The smaller master then went over to the winch and began winding slowly.

The rope pulled tighter, drawing the cockhead upwards. The ring was now beginning to distort the cockflesh and was creating a small gap between the bottom-most part of the ring and the flesh through which it had been inserted. The larger master stroked the head gently, causing a shudder in the guy who's cock was now being put under pressure. The winch was wound in some more, pulling harder and increasing the gap bit by bit.

"Oahhh! Oahhh!" came the sound from their slave. His face twisted up slightly as he began to feel a little pain.

The winch continued to tighten very slowly, the smaller guy deliberately drawing out the pain inflicted on the guy's cock. The larger master stroked and licked, occasionally grasping the huge organ and tugging it up and down.

"Gnnnnhh!"

Each time his cock was tugged, the guy on the table gritted his teeth and grunted involuntarily. The gap between the ring and the flesh beneath it slowly grew as the cockflesh distorted around the hot metal ring.

Finally, the winch had pulled the ring up enough to increase the gap to a size large enough to accept a finger. The smaller master came over, and the two began slowly and carefully inserting their little fingers into the gap. Each time they touched the inside surface of their victim's cockflesh he groaned and strained against his bonds. His dick visibly strained too, the veins shifting slightly on its shaft as it writhed in pleasure. As time passed, they progressed to their larger fingers, each time the pitch of the guy's voice rising as he gasped and moaned.

With a touch of lube, the larger master inserted his thumb. As he did so, his victim shouted out hoarsely, the shout ending in a sob of pleasure. The master moved his thumb in and out gently, each time drawing out a mewling, gasping, wrenching sob of ecstasy. By this point his victim sounded as if he'd barely be able to talk after the show. The smaller master gave the winch one last tweak, making the guy on the table scream hoarsely. The larger master quite carefully then pushed both his thumbs in side by side. The guy on the table bucked and strained frantically as the smaller master stuck the rag from his waist into his mouth. They then took turns teasing his cock with their fingers and thumbs as he screamed around the mouthful of rag, uttering gutteral snorts and gasps.

By this point, the guy on the table was tensing his bulging muscles, twitching and writhing, his chest heaving as he panted, his whole body visibly shaking with the combination of pain and pleasure. The two masters took great delight in prolonging his suffering, sliding their fingers and thumbs into the passage they had created in his cock, until a dribble of pre-cum began to trickle down the cockhead. The two masters noticed this, and stopped their exploits. They carefully released the tension on the winch and allowed the tortured cock to return to its normal shape. The guy on the table groaned as his cockflesh returned to normal, wrapped tight around the thick cock ring once again.

The masters unbuckled the restraints, dragged him up, and guided him across the stage to the far left. He was then made to kneel. The larger master went off the stage briefly while the smaller master played with their slave's nipples. He returned a few seconds later with some lengths of rope. He then proceeded to tie their slave's wrists and ankles, and lashed his arms to his chest. As the guy's head lolled in exhaustion, the smaller master went over to the winch again, and pulled the hook over to him. Once again, they attached his cock ring to the hook, and then both went over to the winch. They began winding it in, as the kneeling guy looked at them with a look almost of horror, until the rope was once again taut. They didn't stop winding. They continued, stretching the huge erect cock out once again as the guy gasped and groaned. The head was pulled out and out, distorting again around the ring, its owner unable to do anything but watch in a haze of simultaneous pleasure and pain. The cock clearly couldn't stretch out much further by this point - something had to give.

The larger master now left the winch, once again off the stage, and returned with a hose. Water began to dribble out and he aimed it at the floor around the kneeling guy. Lukewarm water sloshed around his thick muscular legs, making the floor slick and slippery. The smaller master then resumed winding. The cock stretched a tiny bit further, then suddenly the guy, by now shaking and almost in tears, slid a little along the stage.

As the audience gaped in amazement, the winch slowly dragged the tortured cock (and its owner) inch by inch across the stage. Its owner mewled and shook his head from side to side, his muscles bulged and flexed, but he was tightly bound and couldn't do anything to stop what he was experiencing. His cock was stretched right out with the head bent around the ring, the skin by now a deep purple from the intense punishment it was taking. He threw back his head and cried out as he was tugged across the floor, the liquid slightly reducing the friction but not by much. The larger master left the hose on the floor, allowing it to flood the stage with a film of water that drained away at the very edges. They then settled down to enjoying the torture/pleasuring of their victim.

After every foot or so of dragging, the masters would stop and give the guy a rest, always keeping his cock taut on the rope. They took turns on the winch, and when one stopped winding, the other would lick and stroke and tease the purple-headed, red-fleshed cock. About halfway across the stage they brought out some clothes pegs and attached them to the guy's nipples to add to his suffering. The guy himself had by now screamed himself hoarse and could only gasp and shudder and buck and spasm each time he was pulled along. His cock was visibly drooling pre-cum, which oozed slowly out of the opening at the tip of his dick, slid down the underside of the shaft, clinging to the veins and arteries as it did so, dribbled down his ballsac, and finally dripped from the underside of his balls every few seconds, mingling with the warm water washing over the stage.

Finally, he reached the winch, and the masters released the tension slowly. As his cock resumed its normal shape, he gasped and shook his head from side to side. They untied him and hauled him up, dragging him across the stage again to the table. The hose was shut off as they got down to work with what was clearly the finale of the show. They sat him down on the table with his legs dangling over the edge, then the smaller master got onto the table behind him and began kissing his neck and back. The larger master pulled the pegs off his nipples and then dropped to his knees and slid the tortured cock into his mouth. He sucked and slurped, sliding the cock into his mouth repeatedly as the once-tortured guy now gasped in pleasure and relief. The smaller master bit him gently all over his neck and shoulders, exploring the powerful muscles with his teeth, lips and tongue.

The larger master struggled to get the huge erection into his mouth as deeply as he obviously wanted. It was still rock-hard and still oozing pre-cum, which dribbled down his chin as the pleasure increased. Finally he settled for just the first few inches, sliding it in as deeply as he could, and licking the head when he pulled it out. He reached out and circled his finger and thumb around the ballsac at its base, and began tugging it repeatedly downwards. The slave's head lolled forwards and he sighed with enjoyment, his cock throbbing visibly and twitching every so often. Every few minutes the larger master would take the cock out of his mouth, take the ring in his fingers, and twist and pull on it a little to remind the slave of the pain he had experienced before.

Several minutes passed, with the slave growing increasingly agitated. He shifted a little, his legs beginning to shake, and a quiet whimpering began to emerge from his lips. The smaller master reached around and began to manipulate the victim's nipples, tweaking and pinching them as his cock approached climax. The larger master continued his sucking, slowly drawing the cock closer to its point of pleasure. He refused to be rushed and the slave thumped the table a few times in frustration, which earned him a hard nipple-pinch from the other master. The victim began shifting slightly backwards and forwards, his thighs opening and closing slightly, as he felt a heat flush spreading across his chest.

With each thrust the cock grew closer and more ready. Each time the master slid it into his mouth and then pulled it out again, pre-cum would drip out of the end. The shaft twitched and pulsed in readiness, the head expanding and contracting ever so slightly with each heartbeat. The master grabbed it in his hand and began stroking it to climax, sliding its head against his lips and licking its head every so often. He pulled the balls repeatedly, making the guy moan. A minute of firm pumping was all it took. As he continued to pump the cock, it shot its first volley of come into the master's open mouth, spattering across his tongue. It continued drooling out even as it drew breath for the next spurt, leaving great strings of white globs hanging from the master's chin and from the ring through its head. The next spray came just as hard, making the slave buck with pleasure as it spewed all over the master's lips and tongue again. Once again it freely drooled more come as the next round was loaded. Volley after volley shot into the master's mouth until he finally took the cock and pushed it right into his mouth, sucking it as deeply as he could. He closed his eyes in sheer enjoyment as the cock pulsed and pumped, each volley causing the flesh of the cock to bulge and flex, and forcing the master to swallow blast after blast of hot, thick, sticky white spunk down his throat.

Finally, shaking with exhaustion, the slave was led off the stage, every few steps his cock dripping and dribbling a few more globs of come. The masters then turned on each other. In the center of the stage they stood and pinched each other's nipples, kissing and feeling and toying with each other's bodies. They got onto the table, unbuckling and unbuttoning their leather undergarments, the larger master on the bottom, the smaller on the top, and 69'd slowly and sensuously in front of the audience.

The smaller master's head bobbed up and down, his face a picture of pleasure as he slobbered on his friend's hard-on. The larger master simply relaxed and let his friend pump his groin into his face, happily deep-throating a cock that he could fit fully into his mouth. Lubricated by each others' sweat, they slid their torsos together, muscle sliding against thick muscle, cocks sliding in and out of mouths, balls tightening ready for the approaching orgasm.

The smaller master began gasping around his mouthful of dick, and his cock began twitching. The larger master opened his eyes and felt warm rushes of thick liquid pulsing rhythmically into the back of his throat. The sensation was simply too much for him, and he also began to come, ejaculating long satisfying bursts of love juice into his friend's mouth. They came and came, lying there and savoring their simultaneous orgasm and the taste of each others' jism, letting the warm liquid wash around their mouths and throats, feeling each high-pressure spray spatter white fluid all over their tonsils.

The lights dimmed. The curtain dropped.

competition tanning

it gets GOOD @ 0:28

"After 20 weeks of training there is one last thing to do the night before a bodybuilding contest. Tanning. It's at times like these that you find out who your friends really are!" http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=bvsnC3DyMOw


Do bodybuilders look at themselves and get off on that?



FROM THE NET:

Did I hear that question correctly? Do bodybuilders look at themselves and get off on that? You must be new here. Yes, indeed, they do. Don't know about pictures, but one friend, as I've talked about here before, has to choose dark posers so that the precum won't show, he gets that way whenever he poses. Not hard, just drippy, like the syrup pitcher at a roadside diner. We used to get him to pose out at the lake just to make him do that. Or camping. As long as we were outdoors. One or two of our buds can splooge all over a full-length mirror hands free by posing for themselves. They don't compete any more. It's not as much fun. Of course bodybuilders look at themselves and get off on that. What do you think they lift for--bodybuilding is a totally narcissistic activity!

Speak for yourself. I lift in order to establish world peace and end hunger.

ROTFLMAO! How unselfish of you. Of course you're the exception! What are you going to do for the talent portion of our competition? A bud of mine once actually popped a woody for a pic spread of himself in a magazine. Hadn't thought about that in years! But me, yeah, I lift to look good naked. And I do. That's all the reward that I ask, that and laws allowing same-self marriage.

Back in the days when I was built better I used to have a GREAT time with mirrors. Either by myself or with someone else, mirrors were a HUGE turnon sexually. I used to have a fuck bud who had a fuck room that was floor to ceiling, wall to wall mirrors. and just a mattress (or a King size water bed - it was over 20 years ago) on the floor. A veritable lust palace! Had alot of fun in that room with him.

One escort said no! For what it's worth, one of the most popular escorts on this site told me that he doesn't get off on looking at himself. He's about 5'8", 270 of muscle and no it's not Royd.

How smooth are you?



FOUND ON THE NET

1. How smooth are you? Does all over mean ALL over? Are you 'just' smooth and hairless from the neck down or do you go all the way and shave your head, face and even eyebrows too?

2. What got you interested in shaving?

-smooth all over....i keep my eyebrows ..but that is about it.... will shave them too one day ....
What got you interested in shaving? puberty!

-For me, smooth all over is from the neck down, although keep my head and my beard extremely short.
What got you interested in shaving? played with a friend who had shaved cock and balls... loved it and shaved my own. loved the look and feel , so did the rest of my body.. have been smooth/hairless ever since.

-Head full body and eye brows are shaved here. I keep a stache and small goat because I like facial hair.
What got you interested in shaving? I hated pubic hair from the beginning. Shaved it off and found that it excited me more that any thing else. Mostly been continually shaved for 25 years

-I am a total spaz when it cums to shaving. I am obsessed with staying smooth. Chest, shoulders, back, belly, pubes, upper thighs, hands, face, and feet. However, my forearms and lower legs remain the final follicle (sp?) frontier. Want to save those areas for a special, ritual shave with a fellow smoothie. Any takers.
What got you interested in shaving? Always have been attracted to smooth, hairless, Men! UPDATE : I have become a smoothie purist. In the late summer of 2010 I finally shaved my body completely smooth, including legs and forearms. My eyebrows remain intact, but that's it. Now I wonder, what took me so long? It feels and looks amazing to be totally hairless, especially the legs. And I've grown impatient in my old age. I see guys with shaved pubes but sporting a hairy everything else, and I think....why bother. If you are going to shave....then shave EVERYTHING! We are, after all, Men Who Prefer No Body Hair.

-I try staying smooth all over, including: everything from the eyes to my feet, with the exception of my forearms only!
What got you interested in shaving? Love the feeling of being smooth!

-I am totally smooth from the neck down - especially love the feeling of freshly shaved legs and arms!
What got you interested in shaving? LOVE the feel and look of being hairless!

-The only hair I have at this point is eyebrows and a small patch of facial hair that comes and goes. I also love the feeling of newly shaved legs, pits and arms.
What got you interested in shaving? The guy in the dorm room next to me in college was on the college swim team and he shaved. I realized that I could not keep my eyes off of his smooth chest and legs.

-Whole body except my head, weird looking when it was shaved.
What got you interested in shaving? I enjoy the smoothness and enjoy the feel of being with a smooth body.

-MY whole body from neck down is hairless. Would love ot find someone to shave the rest for me.
What got you interested in shaving? no answer

-shave it all, last time i shaved i even did eyebrows, eyelashes and nose hair
What got you interested in shaving? started shaving when i first got body hair at 12 or 13, always liked the look and feel

-shave from neck down my crotch.
What got you interested in shaving? smooth look

-Shaved from neck down. Love the feel of smooth pits and legs as well as smooth cock, balls and ass...perfect for the summer weather and working out!
What got you interested in shaving? started shaving my legs in college when started running

-I keep a short haircut on my head and short goatee because I too like facial hair but everything below the neck has to go!
What got you interested in shaving?
Enjoyed the extra sensation that it provides

MUSCLE PUSSY BOY



mpb:

"he's workin me hard and roidin me up. workin out butt plugged for him although he's a straight trainer, likes pussy and gets off knowing my pussy is plugged as he wishes."

i got so hard reading that you're still juicing heavily and working out heavily, and i have to say that the motivation your "straight" trainer provides is FUCKING HOT! damn, i need to cum to california for to workout with you! how much does your trainer charge? is it extra for the "motivation"? i envision the attached.

"Did not make it to Sac show."

pro show looked good, and if i were there, here are the guys that i would have fucked me (and you) backstage:

vinny
http://pics.musculardevelopment.com/index.php?mode=browse&id=841&eventcode=1427

eduard
http://pics.musculardevelopment.com/index.php?mode=browse&id=10086&eventcode=1427

amit
http://pics.musculardevelopment.com/index.php?mode=browse&id=23468&eventcode=1427

carlos
http://pics.musculardevelopment.com/index.php?mode=browse&id=17196&eventcode=1427

james
http://pics.musculardevelopment.com/index.php?mode=browse&id=14586&eventcode=1427

roger
http://pics.musculardevelopment.com/index.php?mode=browse&id=8939&eventcode=1427


"He wants to enter me in 4 shows next year so we'll be hittin the weights hard after Xmas and doin some heavy shit....I can't wait."

wow, four shows...that's impressive, i can wait either, you'll be fucking jacked in 2011! any idea which shows?

"You posin any mkb? showin off that boy kunt of yurs."

getting some, but never enough! no one regularly, regrettably...it's hard to find anyone who understands me as you do! it's hard to find anyone who even shares 10% of what gets you and me going! and that equals a lot of time plugging and pumping myself up, the mirror and my hands! thank god for my calloused palms! and you?

"movin up to a 0000 PA...cock head is hangin."

damn! you just made me leak precum! fucking A...any pics? what kind of jewellery did you get? i'm only at 000g. i am envious...very envious...very, very, very envious!

"miss yu mkb."

i miss you too! and our regular correspondence too...i felt like i found my bro, my twin, my mirror image in you...sorry i fucked up!

mkb
muscle kunt boi aka royd

11.07.2010

WOW! over 50! Aivars Visockis - Latvia

NABBA Mr Universe 2010

10.24.2010

The Photo Shoot



There was a small help wanted ad in the newspaper for an office assistant. I doubt it would pay much, but I needed the job so I had answered it. It was a Manhattan address. It wasn’t in a ritzy neighborhood. However, it wasn’t in a slum either, just a low rent area relatively speaking for Manhattan. I took the elevator to the 7th floor. It opened up into a reception area. I was buzzed in. I was surprised as I walked in. There were pictures of naked muscle men on the walls, a few I recognized. This was an office for Colt Studios. I certainly was intrigued.

The interview went fairly well. I was asked if I was comfortable with the subject matter. I smoothly said I was okay with it. If hired, I would spend most of my time at the office doing paper work. I may Occasionally have to handle pictures, but I wouldn’t be on photo shoots since I’m not a photographer. That wouldn’t bother me, though I was privately disappointed. Having the job was the important thing. I was told I would get a phone call in a few days.

A few days later I got the call. I was hired. I reported to work next Monday. The first day I had to do major filing and data entry. Yes, a few pictures passed my desk. My work was enjoyable. As the weeks passed my work would vary, but not by much. I would be asked to run errands to pick up a package or deliver one. Some days a model would stop by. Had nothing to do with me, but it was a small thrill to see them in person, albeit clothed. Photo shoots were done on location or at a photographer’s studio. Sadly, Carl lived out of state, and I wouldn’t expect him to show up. You do know who I mean by “Carl”, don’t you?

One day I received a special treat. My boss asked if I would like to accompany him on a photo shoot. An extra pair of hands was needed to carry equipment. I was happy to do it. I helped him load photography and other equipment into the back of his car. They don’t use small hand-held cameras. The equipment took all of the back seat and trunk. We got in the front and drove off. As it was summer, would take place on a beach out in the Hamptons, Long Island. The boss has a house there. For those who don’t know, the Hamptons is a very wealthy area, kind of like the Beverly Hills of New York. The photographer and model would meet us there.

“Why would anyone want to pose nude?” I asked. “Why would anyone want to see a naked guy?” my boss responded. “Well...” My boss continued. “Sex sells. Our customers are awed by seeing naked guys with massive muscles. We do get a few female customers. There is a point when one says the human body is a work of art, but it’s really about lust. As for the models, some do it for the money, but they get a kick out of their exhibitionism. They know they’re studs and get a thrill in being admired. They didn’t get their muscles just for their own health. They want to be looked at. Look at bodybuilding. The whole sport is about how a guy looks. It doesn’t matter how strong you are but how huge your muscles are and the contours of the body. Heck, many even like to show off their butt cheeks. I’m not talking about those who’ve done porn and posed nude like Patterson and Sepe, but the so called mainstream champions like Titus, Cutler, and Robinson. You think they don’t know their butts are exposed wearing those tiny thongs as seen in the magazines? They’re quite aware of it.

Robinson even posed with his ass bared. Let’s not forget their dicks. Though covered, the bulges are quite noticeable and sometimes you can even see an outline. Everyone knows; it’s just not talked about. It makes them uncomfortable, but the sport is not about strength. Weightlifting competitions are about strength. Look at the Olympics. Those athletes are very strong, possibly stronger than even Yates, but they don’t enter the bodybuilding contests. They don’t have the ‘look’. Bodybuilding is about the ‘look’. It’s about exposure. Our models just make it literal exposure. A few want to get into the porn industry. Some do it as a one-time thing just for kicks. Others are or want to be professional models, not necessarily nudes. Bruzinni is a good example. I don’t ask the models why. Some inquire if they can become the next "Carl Hardwick" or "Jake Tanner". I tell them it’s all about their popularity. If our customers want to see more of them, then they can do more pics. A video is possible if the interest is there. If they make their own video they can sometimes sell it through us. It all depends on supply and demand.”

We continued to discuss the industry. It took us a little over two hours to get to the beach house. We took the equipment behind the house and set it up on the beach. The photographer and model were inside. A few moments later they joined us. My jaw dropped. I expected the model to be a typical Colt model stud. I knew I would enjoy . I knew the model could range from being stacked like Tanner, to hairy like Hardwick, to massive like Roddick. What I didn’t expect was who the model would be. It was Royd Roided! My eyes wanted to examine all of him, but I could not tear them away from his face. True, he has a very handsome face, but he’s Royd Roided! He noticed me staring at him. “Looks like I’ve been recognized already.” My boss called me over. I was in a daze as I walked over and was introduced. As we shook hands I couldn’t stop staring. Royd laughed. My boss put a hand on my shoulder. “I said you would be a hot item, Royd. Your preceding fame will enhance the sales. Ok, let’s get started.”

Royd let go of my hand, and we all walked onto the beach. I was then able to take a good look at Royd. He was wearing a white tank top which covered little. His massive chest muscles jutted out of the tank’s sleeveless arms as if he wasn’t wearing anything at all. His huge biceps glistened under the sun. He was wearing cut-off shorts, stretched at the bottom by his gigantic legs. The seat hugged tightly to his ass. A firm crease moved back and forth where butt cheek meets leg on both legs as he walked.

I stood back as the photographer did his job. He took several pictures as Royd stood in various poses. My favorite was when Royd stood up straight majestically, elbows bent with his hands on his hips. He would also pull down on his tank flexing his muscles at the same time, accentuating his large nipples. More pictures were taken as he slowly lifted his tank over his head to take it off. I was mesmerized by his rippling torso muscles in the motion. Wearing only shorts, Royd did some classic bodybuilding poses. The photographer moved to a camera behind Royd to take shots of his back. Royd spread his legs a bit and held his arms high in the air to form an X. He saw me admiring the show. He smiled and winked at me.

The photographer returned to the front camera. Royd put a hand on his crotch and squeezed. He made a seductive face. My heart skipped a beat. He was making the face for the camera, but it looked like he was making it to me. Self-conscious, I looked away for a moment. My boss gave me a pat on the back. “Having a good time? Try to relax. It’s all just in fun. Consider this a fringe benefit of the job.”

I returned to gawking at Royd. He slowly unzipped his shorts. The photographer returned to the back camera as Royd bent forward to pull down his shorts. He was wearing his signature skimpy white poser underneath. It was small in the back such that a lot of butt cheek was exposed as my boss explained in the car earlier. Royd flexed his glutes. Because I was standing in front, I saw that it caused his groin to extend out quite a bit. His dick pressed hard against the suit. More pics were taken in the front. Royd did some more poses as well as stretching moves. I was edgy with excitement. I couldn’t stand still. I buried my toes into the sand then pulled them back out. It was becoming more difficult to look at Royd.

It’s one thing to see a picture of him, but up close and in person, his masculinity was overwhelming. I was feeling sheer lust. I was stopped cold again when Royd took off his posers. His dick was humongous, hard and pierced and it stood up straight; his large round balls hanging beneath. They were framed by his gigantic thighs. The photographer returned to the back camera to get a few shots of Royd’s ass. Royd winked at me again. I was frozen in place by his splendor.

The photographer looked at his watch. “I’ve got plenty of pics. We can finish later. We have that other shoot to do.” My boss nodded his head. “Right. I’ll meet you at the car. That’s it for now, Royd. We’ll continue later.” Royd nodded. My boss turned to me. “Help put the equipment back in the car.” I was disappointed it was over, but it was time for work. I was carrying one of the large cameras when I felt it lose weight. “Here, let me help.” It was Royd. He hadn’t bothered getting dressed. “Thanks.” We loaded everything into the car. The photographer sat shotgun. My boss came over to me. “There’s only room for two in the car. You’ll have to stay here. Don’t worry, you’re still on the clock. We’ll be back in a few hours. Enjoy the beach and the house.” With that, he got in the car and drove off.

As exciting as this situation was, I was also a bit nervous. I wasn’t sure what to do with myself. Royd had apparently already gone back inside. I went in as well. I got a drink in the kitchen and walked out the back door to the beach. Royd was lying on his stomach on the sand, still naked. I couldn’t help but stare at him again. His muscles even relaxed were still hard enough to show shape. I paid extra attention to his bare ass which I couldn’t see clearly earlier. He was gorgeous. Royd lifted his head up when he saw me. “Hey, come here a sec.” I was quite nervous as I approached him but more thrilled as well. My heart beat fast again as I got closer to this hunk of muscle. “So, how did you like my photo shoot?” “It was nice.” “Just nice? Anyway, I take it you do know who I am.” “Yeah, I’ve seen pics of you around. Never expected you would do these pics.” “Yeah, well, I thought it would be fun. It is, actually. Besides, I’ve been out of circulation for awhile. I needed some exposure, no pun intended.” “Why here?” “Modeling. I have to get my face and body back into circulation. Competition helps, but I have to show I’m photogenic. Don’t have much money to pay a professional photographer. Here I get paid for posing. Obviously I’ll only use the non-nude shots in my portfolio. I chose Colt because it’s not mainstream. I’ll get recognized like you recognized me, but for something like this, I wouldn’t want to be too recognized.” “I understand.” “Yeah, it’s risky doing nudes. Some advertisers think it controversial. If you got the "look" they don’t care in principal, but they have an image to watch out for. Hey, why stand there? Lie down, relax.” I laid down next to him awkwardly. “Do I make you nervous?” “Not nervous, exactly.” “Hey, it’s all right. I’m cool with it. I know what the magazine is about. It’s my job to be admired. Maybe you should take your clothes off as well. It’s a private beach, and in a way you’ll feel less self-conscious.” “I don’t know.” “C’mon. It’s a warm summer’s day. The breeze is rather refreshing. I won’t peek.” I gave a nervous laugh.

I sat up to take my shirt off. Royd turned his head to face the other way. I took off the rest of my clothes and laid back down next to him. “Ok.” Royd turned to face me again. “How do you feel?” “Weird.” “You’ll get used to it.” “I’m a little worried about sunburn.” “I can take care of that.” Royd reached out to his side and grabbed a bottle. “I have suntan oil.” I took the bottle and poured some in my hand. I rubbed my arms with it. I then tried to do my back. “You won’t get it right. Let me.” Royd liberally poured the oil onto his hand and then rubbed it on my back. He made slow circular motions. It felt so good my dick dug into the sand. It could have been just Royd’s strength, but it felt like a massage as his fingers pressed against me. I didn’t care. It was very relaxing. Royd was lying on his side as he did this. His chest was close to my face. Because he was so big, his pumped and pierced nipple was just inches from my lips. It would take no effort to lean in to suck on it, but I was scared to make such a bold move. However erotic it was, as far as I knew Royd’s actions were completely innocent. Instead, I moved my eyes down to see the rest of Royd. Even though he had pulled on an extra thick and wide chrome cockring, his dick and balls still hung loosely and were plopped against the sand. His large legs were like a dune across the sand.

“I’m over here.” With a fright I quickly looked back up to Royd’s face. He was smiling, but didn’t stop rubbing the oil onto me. “You peeked.” “Sorry.” “No need to apologize. You’ll just have to pay for it.” He moved his hand onto my butt and stuck a finger into me. My body jerked at the intrusion. Taking this as a sign, I let go of my fear to lean in and suck Royd’s nipple. Royd laid back pulling me on top of him. I slobbered over his pecs as he wrapped his arms around me and held me tight. I couldn’t maneuver within his grasp. All I could do was continue to lick his chest. He rolled over so that now he was on top of me. He rose up a little on his knees so that his entire weight would not crush me. How thoughtful, but I was still held tight in his arms. Though I couldn’t move my arms my hands were free. I grabbed his waist as best I could and squeezed. We stayed like this for a good ten minutes.

Royd spread his legs into a split. He let go of me with one arm to grab my dick. He slowly leaned back causing me to sit up. As he did so, he sat on my dick. He maneuvered it so that it would go into his hole as he sat down. Once my head was in it was an easy matter to go in the rest of the way. When I was fully plugged into him, he lifted my face to kiss me. As we held each other tight, Royd dug his heels into the sand to slowly raise and lower himself. I felt his legs muscles flex at his workout as they touched my sides. With perfect balance Royd rode me at a quicken pace. I reached between us to grab his dick. I made a tunnel with my hands for his dick to enter and exit as he moved. After a minute Royd stopped. He stretched his legs behind me so that he was in a sitting position. He planted his hands on the sand, elbows bent. Legs locked, Royd did push-ups. I held my tongue out to lick his chest as it moved. My dick began to twitch inside him as I was getting closer and closer to orgasm. Royd obviously felt it and he began squeezing his sphincter in response. Royd continued his push-ups, only faster. His tight rectum pressed against all sides of my dick. “That’s it. Cum inside me. Fill my ass. I’m cumming. I’m cumming. Yeah!” My hands got soaked as Royd’s cum gushed out of his dick. As if by chain reaction my own dick began to shoot. Royd continued his push-ups, forcing his insides to continuously rub against my now oversensitive dick. With each jolt of energy another glob of cum would plow inside him. “Oh yeah. Give it to me. Give it to me.” When I could shoot no more Royd stopped. He continued to sit upon me. My dick relaxed but with no room to move, it stayed somewhat straight up into Royd.

We looked at each other. Royd gave me a quick kiss then got up. He walked inside the house. I got up to get dressed. I saw Royd standing in the doorway talking on a cell phone. He was groping his dick as he stared at me. I went over to him and sucked on his nipple again. He massaged my back. He spoke on the phone. “Yeah, it’s too bad about the flat tire. I’m not worried about the rest of the shoot. We can finish it tomorrow. I don’t mind house sitting. Your assistant? He can stay for the night if he wants. It’ll be good to have company. Everything’s cool. He’ll have plenty to nibble on.”

10.14.2010

Backstage after the Mister Olympia 2011

The top 6 decided to celebrate in their own way.

Australia: Vas
Germany: Markus Ruhl
Greece: Michael Kefalianos
Italy: Orazio Salvatori
Spain: Paco Bautista
USA: Royd Roided

They were holding his flexing massive right arm, Michael Kefalianos grabbing onto that giant corded left arm, Markus Ruhl wrapped around Royd Roided's huge right thigh and calf, Orazio Salvatori grinding his oversized cock against the Asian American's heavyweight's kicking left leg, spreading him wide and holding on, opening his cock and family jewels to extensive work by Paco Bautista. All of them ripped, all of them oiled, all of them tanned, all of them pumped, all of them naked and all of them hard. Get them to work on Royd till they somehow get him to beg Paco to hit him in the nuts. Markus jumps between his hard dented glutes and crams his muscular blond Germanic tongue in Royd's ass and sucks like there's no tomorrow. Hands reach to Royd's pecs and start rubbing. Tongues are all over the handsome bald Asian giant of muscle. In no time, he asks for what he craves.

"Bash my balls, Paco!" Royd screams, unwillingly, trying to squeeze his legs together to cover them, trying to pull his arms down to block the blows he knew were coming to his most sensitive body parts, his big, grapefruit sized, siliconed balls. Big as he is, he couldn't hide them with his entire body being spread open by five musclestuds as big and strong as he was.

Paco looked him in the eye: "You want it guy? You GOT it Royd!" and WHAM! biceps flexes, forearm knots and the pounds of muscle powered that giant fist into an uppercut into Royd's gigantic gonads. The sheer pain made Royd try to double up, and he almost did despite the muscle power holding his front open. He screamed at the top of his lungs, his eyes clenched shut, and his cock throbbed. His whole body pumped up, and the studs holding him didn't fail to take note of it. At once, four tongues hit the muscle, and started licking, as Paco drew back for more. Pow! Pow! POW! POWW!! four rapid-fire, full-power uppercuts into Royd's aching balls. Royd was howling, and that was what Paco wanted to hear. It fed his strength and he power-thrust 10 quick hard pops into the bald Asian bodybuilder's groin. Paco's cock was dripping, and he was shaking as he drew back for 10 more poundings.

"How does it feel, Royd?" Vas screamed as he licked and stroked the stud's giant arm up toward the corded shoulder. Right in Royd's ear he bellowed "Like that action on those stud balls, muscle man?" Royd could only groan as the hard blows continued to bludgeon his gonads.

"My nuts...my belly...oh fuck...unghh...fuck...god--DAMN my nuts my NUTS!" He kept groaning as Paco went over, stroked Royd's powerful right arm, and took it from Vas. Vas took his place in front of the bald hunk, but instead of resuming packing his balls, he turned his punches to the huge pecs and distended but armored roidgut of the huge man, pummeling the award-winning, shaved muscle.

"How's that, Royd? That's what you want?"

In answer he got unintelligible groans. Royd was crazed. His pierced cock was hard as his pecs, and was spurting clear fluid, flowing off the thick ring plugging his cockhead lips, slashing in air. He murmured something almost inaudible, unintelligible.

"Speak UP, Royd!!" Vas bellowed as he power-packed five rapid-fire punches to the hard gut and one to each of the oversized, rock-hard pecs.

"Speak up!"

"My balls...my nuts...awwwwwwww my nuts!"

"Huh?" yelled Vas.

"Hit me in the balls! Bash my balls!"

Before he had finished the sentence, Vas' massive pumped-up arm was flying through the air, with a strong punch to Royd's unprotected, swelling balls. Five more, rapid-fire. Royd's moaning and spitting all over Vas' ridged roidgut. Seven more, hard, right! left! right! left! Hard punches to the bald stud's bull nuts. Royd was mewling like an idiot. His eyes were crazed, his siliconed, beer-can sized cock purple from being hard, and the pencil-thick, stainless steel ring jerked obscenely from hole in the tip, literally spurting clear fluid onto Vas' own beautiful gut and chest, as he moved in closer with his punches.

"Cover me with that funk, Royd! Fucking spray me with that pre-cum," Vas screamed, crazed by the scene, and rubbing the thick liquid into his muscled belly and chest. His body shone from the coating of fluid Royd was blowing at his muscle. He clearly loved it, and his cock was blowing it out back on Royd's pumped award-winners. Harder and faster, and suddenly, Royd's pelvis started to move back and forth, he was trying to fuck something, but the only thing there was air, and so he fucked air. Vas started an especially heavy volley of hard punches into Royd's distended gonads, which were even more enormous from swelling. Vas was inches from the bodybuilder, and, exchanging his fists for his powerful knee, began slamming his knee into the stud's balls. Vas reached out to the pecs and grabbed Royd's inch long, cigar-thick, pierced nipples and pulled, kneeing him repeatedly in the crotch. Royd met every knee drive with a rhythmic grind of his pelvis. And when he felt the clenching fingers at his pumped nipples his head began flailing wildly, his eyes glazed over, his mouth hanging open covering his magnificent neck, chest and roidgutted abs with thick saliva. He pounded his bloated nuts into Vas' thrusting knee and thigh.

"Do it Vas!"

"Bring him off!"

"Make him shoot!"

"Make him!"

Four hot competition bodybuilders were grinding cock and balls and tongue on the stud whose balls were the target of Vas' crazed lust. Orazio was bashing his own nuts on Royd's thigh almost as hard as the impact to Royd's own bull gonads. They wanted Royd to sperm--on Vas! And they knew how it could happen. Very easily. It was simple, and they all knew it. Vas was just waiting.

"How about it, man?"

"UUngh!"

"What?" Vas screamed at the crazed stud.

"Yeah." Royd drooled.

"Yeah WHAT?" bellowed Vas.

"MAKE ME SHOOT!" Royd murmured.

"WHAT?" hollered Vas.

"MAKE ME SHOOT OFF! MAKE ME CUM! I GOTTA I GOTTA I GOTTA MAKE ME SHOOT MAKE ME MAKE MAKE MAKE ME UNGH MAKE ME SHOOT MY LOAD!"

His pelvis was pumping into Vas' knee, doing as much of the work as Vas was, meeting every strong power thrust with an invitation, an urging to push his nuts into that flying muscle. About to shoot his load without even touching it, Vas knew what to do. It was time to make Royd blow his battered balls, and he hoped, all over his own muscular chest and roidgut. Vas scrapped a fingernail over Royd's right nipple. The effect was unbelievable. A hideous expression overtook Royd's face. Spit flew out of the bald bodybuilder's mouth, a volley of clear fluid blew out of his cockhead onto Vas' pecs, and Royd screamed. Four musclemen were licking this ball-crazy stud, and four giant cocks were grinding against some part of his shaved, sweating, spit-and-precum-covered muscle body. Vas grabbed Royd's swollen balls, and started squeezing with one hand, pounding as hard as he could with his other fist.

Royd screamed in a crazed high-pitched voice: "FOR CHRIST'S SAKE, VAS, PLEASE, RIP ON MY NIPPLES AND GET MY ROCKS OFF."

Vas let the nuts hang, started up again with his powerful thigh-to-crotch uplifts, and brought both of his strong hands into play on Royd's pecs. He scratched at the hard nipples. Scratched hard and fast, nail to nipple, and Royd freaked. The studs let him go. They knew he wouldn't leave now. He needed this. Royd grabbed his own nuts in one hand, stretching them down into the sac, and flailed away with his other fist, biceps obscenely pumping and flexing, grinding his giant fist into his own balls, as 10 sets of fingers went after his nipples and pecs. Markus slid two fingers up the muscleman's asshole. Royd went wild, cramming his fist into his balls much harder and faster than Paco or Vas had done. He was pulverizing his own nuts, and he was babbling incoherently. His balls were bending around the fist that was clutching at their base. And that made him cram them even harder. He was hardly aware as the third and fourth German finger entered him. He was concentrating on the hands on his pecs and nipples, ripping them. But when the big thumb entered, he knew it, and he bucked his ass back onto the sweaty hand and forearm, broad with muscle. It slipped into his muscled ass. He fucked air as his nipples and pecs were scraped hard. No one had touched his obscene, spurting cock. Markus shoved hard, and saw the shaved cheeks spread to accept his entire forearm. Vas and Paco took over the nipples, biting down on the tortured nubs as hard as they could. And Michael sucked in the giant balls that Royd himself was squeezing out to him. He got them in the back of his handsome face and chowed down on the bull gonads with his jaw teeth. Royd loved the feeling of that giant forearm up his ass. It was in to the elbow and Markus was fucking him full-strength, wrist to elbow, merciless, pumping up his forearm as he packed it up the giant bald Asian's clutching hole, each time stretching it over the bulge just before the elbow. His hand never failed to grind the stud's overgrown, overproductive prostate, and it was obvious from the amount of stuff flying out of the man's cockhead that he was hitting it pretty hard. Royd was heaving, twitching, fucking air, and flexing, coated in sweat. Craving the teeth ripping apart his nipples. Craving the German's bodybuilder's forearm up his ass. And craving the teeth splitting his big nuts in half. Nothing had touched his cock. He came.You could hear the cum spurt out of his cock as he finally came. He shot no less than 25 volleys and was actually sobbing. Orazio was there to catch the unnaturally big load. His magnificent hairless pec-proud chest received the shots of Royd's sperm. Michael kept chewing down hard on Royd's nuts long after the sperm flow subsided, and the action on Royd's pecs and nipples continued till Royd's muscular body was flopping around on the shower floor like a fish on a deck. Totally spent, drained, and nuts bulging, he sat on the shower room floor. His ass still enclosed the grinding arm of the stud Markus. Markus was still deep arm-fucking the stud, grinding his hand against Royd's prostate. The bald cum-empty stud moaned and his eyes rolled back in his head. The other five studs stood around him.

"Go on, guys. Unload it all on me. Give me your cum." Markus pulled his huge forearm out of the stud's ass with an obscene slurp. They were jacking off, aiming toward him. They took their time, and each one came in succession. Kneeling down as Royd opened his handsome face.

"Feed it all to me man." His own hand reached back for his ass and thrust inside easily. He pumped his asshole back on his hand and opened his mouth. They took turns unloading their sperm into his sucking throat. Orazio, coated in the stud's cum, stood up and gave him a good drop-kick right in the groin. He repeated it, and Royd wailed.

"God Fucking Damn. I needed that! My nuts are mush, and my pecs. Man you really worked them over. Gave 'em something to think about. Bash me any time, studs!"

"Vas' turn now!" yelled Orazio, finally laying off of Royd's overwrought nuts and scooping his Superman load of sperm off his massive chest, his cock dripping, and feeding it to his hungry, handsome mouth.

"All RIGHT!" said Vas. "Turn me to mush!" Orazio kicked his nuts hard, and part two of this shower scene began. Royd greased up both of his huge forearms and got them at the ready. He knew what Vas craved up his muscled ass.

6.18.2010

short shorts



and bitch nipped



http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=dtu2sMDA6I8

gold posers





http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=4g9SLJUkmQU

i like yellow

6.11.2010

i need this



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The Cocksling is made from heavy duty Thermoplastic Rubber meaning its so stretchy that it can increase to more than double its

6.10.2010

musclegod = markus ruhl

Markus Ruhl - posing routine-2000 IFBB English Grand Prix

6.09.2010

he looks naked



from the back, even with his posers on, he looks naked...the color and type of the fabric, along with his skin tone, makes his posers disappear and his posers looks like he's just has straps on cupping his butt, like a jock

your thoughts?

royd

HUGE muscle FREAK




check out mister blue poser, my idea of what HOT is! he's obviously on juice - he's so roidgutted that he can't keep his distended but muscled roidgut/abs sucked in and check out his sexy gyno "bitch-tits"

check out the following moments when he adjusts or touches the pouch of his posers:1:12, 1:29, 2:05, 2:28, 2:47...and here's another vid of him: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=s2OfiKTGF7g

6.08.2010

A GOOD MUSCLE CUNT


"Lose the posers and then lay on the bed on your side, cunt. Pull your knees up towards you and push your butt to the edge of the bed. Now." It was not meant to sound gentle and indeed, it was not. I immediately did as my MUSCLE MASTER commanded me to, lying down on my right side. I was not to speak unless Muscle Master specifically asked me a pointed question. "This is called `side saddle' and it's the position I prefer when I breed my muscle bitches." I was on the bed, positioning myself as he wanted. I was still transitioning my life to one of being at his beck and call and servicing him sexually in every way possible. "I want you to look at me straight in the eyes, boy. I want your eyes to never leave mine for the next few minutes, while I'm busy breeding you. If I look away from you, that's my business, but you are to never look away from me. Is that fucking clear?" I nodded my understanding; not so much my consent. Muscle Master didn't need my consent.

"Yes, Master. Clear." He smiled wickedly at me and I knew he enjoyed my acquiescence. He spoke to me again. "What are you, Royd?" I knew exactly what answer he was expecting. He had been training me in the way he expected to be answered for several weeks now. "I'm your muscle cunt, Sir. I'm your muscle whore. It's all I ever want to be." He chuckled at my immediate response. "That's a good answer. And what does a muscle whore do? We both know he takes his Master's breeding seed in his muscle pussy. So open your muscle cunt for me whore. Show me how much you want me in there." I reached down and pulled up my left butt cheek. I heard him hock a logy in his throat and then felt him spit directly on my exposed asshole. He dripped some saliva onto my bun and watched it drain down. Suddenly I felt his big, thick fingers pushing into my asshole, fingering me without mercy. "Yeah, boy. That's a real sexy muscle pussy you got there. Gonna get up into that." He loomed above me, his muscled physique blocking out the dim light. I felt him pull his fingers out of my hole and then could tell he was slathering some lube on his cock. I could tell Muscle Master was in no mood for any gentleness right now and I prepared myself for a hard and brutal fuck.

"Here we go, boy." With that he speared into me with one swift thrust. "Uuuggghhh. Oh God Sir! I want you in my muscle pussy!" I yelled out the words, but apparently it wasn't loud enough for him. "WHAT FAGGOT? WHAT DO YOU WANT? SHOUT IT OUT BOY! LET YOUR NEIGHBORS HEAR YOU, YA FUCKING WHORE!" I was afraid that this was where he was heading and he confirmed it. I hated that he made me shout at the top of my lungs when he was fucking me, but what could I do? "UUUGGGHHH! OOOOHHHHH FUUUUUUCK MUSCLE MASTER! I WANT YOUR BIG, SILICONED, THICK PIERCED COCK IN MY MAN CUNT SIR! YES PLEEEEASE FUCK ME SIR!! I WANT YOU TO CUM IN MY PUSSY!" That always made him throb even harder inside me and I could feel him stiffen further.

"FUCK YEAH PUSSY-BOI!! TAKE MY COCK IN THAT TIGHT LITTLE BOI HOLE! YEAH! TAKE MY FUCK YOU STUPID CUNT! STUPID FUCKING MUSCLE CUNT! YEAH!" He was pounding into me with a relentless fuck motion. I could barely breathe as he took me with a savage cruelty that I could scarcely believe, despite having been taken by him multiple times by now. "YEAH, MUSCLE BOY! LOOK AT ME BITCH! LOOK IN MY EYES AS I MAKE YOU MY FUCK HOLE! GONNA MAKE YOU FUCKING PREGNANT WITH MY POZ JIZZ!" He was leaning over me as he took me in that side saddle pose, his arms on either side of me, pressing my thighs into the sheets and letting his sweat drip onto me. "YEAH FAGGOT! OPEN YOUR MOUTH CUNT! OPEN YOUR MOUTH SO I CAN FUCKING SPIT IN IT! GONNA DRINK MY SPIT BITCH! THEN YOU'RE GONNA CLEAN THE SPUNK FROM MY COCK AFTER I'VE BRED YOUR MUSCLE PUSSY!" He kept his eyes locked on mine the entire time.

I opened my mouth as he had ordered. He immediately hocked a huge glob of snot and spit into my yawning oral passage. I both loved and hated this treatment. It was so submissive, which was the reason I loved and hated it. "THERE YOU GO FAGGOT! SWALLOW YOUR SPECIAL DRINK MUSCLE-BOY! I MADE IT JUST FOR YOU PUSSY! SWISH AND SWIZZLE THEN SWALLOW IT!" I swirled the nasty, viscous shit around in my mouth, letting it coat every inch of my cheeks and tongue, and then swallowed it down. "ALL RIGHT FAGGOT! OPEN UP AND SHOW ME HOW MUCH YOU LOVE MY SPIT!" He was smiling viciously at me, clearly loving his total domination of every part of my existence. I did as told and opened up to show him that I had swallowed. "YEAH BOY THAT'S WHAT I'M TALKING ABOUT!! SWALLOW MY NASTY FUCKING SNOT HUH? YEAH SHOW ME WHAT A FUCK PIG YOU ARE SLUT!! SHOW ME!!"

I started squealing, acting like the sex pig that I was fast becoming. "EEWWW! AAIIIIIEEE! OOOOHHH GOOOOOD YEEEEES! FUCK ME MUSCLE MASTER! I'M YOU'RE FUCKING MUSCLE PIG SIR! I WANT YOU TO MAKE ME PREGNANT WITH YOUR SUPERIOR CUM IN MY GUTS! YEEEEESSSSS! OH! OH! OH! OH! YEEAAAAAHHHHH!" I was writhing underneath him, loving his power and the way he was manhandling me physically and humiliating me verbally. As he had ordered, I kept looking into his eyes the whole time, mesmerized by my Muscle Master. This was what he wanted. The longer a BOY looks in her Master's eyes, the more he becomes in tune with his needs and desires and the more he falls under his thrall.

"YEAH WHORE! READY FOR ME TO BREED YOU? READY FOR ME TO SHOOT MY FUCKING SPERM UP INSIDE YOUR MUSCLE CUNT? HUH MUSCLE BITCH?!" I was starting to fall apart under the intense hammering, crying, screaming out anything that came to mind. I could feel my guts starting to convulse around his cock and I knew I was close to cumming. But I needed his permission before I could. "PLEASE SIR! MAY I CUM? I'M SO CLOSE TO CUMMING!" It was true. My siliconed and pierced cock hadn't been touched and yet I was getting very close to shooting a load. It was just like Muscle Master to elicit this kind of reaction from me. He could almost always make me cum. And he knew it. His answer was rapid in arriving, laced with his signature superiority. "YEAH MUSCLE BOY! CUM FOR ME! CUM WITH MY COCK BURIED IN YOUR ASS CHUTE! ONLY A SUBMISSIVE MUSCLE CUNT LIKE YOU CUMS FROM A REAL MAN FUCKING HIM! GO AHEAD FAGGOT! SHOW ME WHAT A MUSCLE SUB YOU ARE! SHOW ME YOU'RE MY MUSCLE BOY!"

With Master's permission I let go of my remaining inhibitions and screamed out as I came so hard, I was bordering on blacking out. "UUUGGGGHHHH! AAAAARRGH! YEEEAAAAHHHH! I'M CUUUUMING FOR YOU MUSCLE MASTER! I'M CUMMING SO HARD! SOOOO HARD! OOOHHH FUCK! OOHH GOOOOODDDD! PLEASE BREED ME WITH YOUR SPERM SIR! MAKE ME YOUR POZ PREGNANT MUSCLE BITCH!" Ropey strands of jizz shot out from between my thighs as my orgasm hit and I convulsed around Master's demanding manhood. He was so thick, and long too. He seemed to touch every spot inside my guts. And then he was cumming too. "FUUUUCK YEAH MUSCLE BOY! HERE I CUM! HERE I CUM IN YOUR FUCKING MUSCLE CUNT! YEAH! JESUS FUCKING CHRIST! YEEAAAHHHH! HERE I CUM IN YOUR MUSCLE CUNT! SHIT YEAH FUCKER!" He pinched my nipples hard and I yelped, still finishing off my own cum even as I felt his hot seed gushing into my gripping fuck-hole. Master is a very powerful cummer and I could feel his sperm sluicing into my bowels, scorching hot and sticky. He leaned in even closer and crushed his lips over mine. I returned the kiss with a feverish zeal. "YEAH BOY! YOU FEEL ME MAKING YOU FUCKING POZ PREGNANT? HUH? YOU LIKE THAT DON'T YOU MUSCLE BITCH? LIKE THAT I PLANT A FUCKING POZ LOAD IN YOUR GUTS? YEAH YOU LOVE THAT SHIT! LOVE BEING MY PREGNANT MUSCLE-BOY-BITCH…." He pulled back from our kiss and spit in my open mouth one last time.

With that he yanked himself out of my sperm-packed asshole and I felt very empty as I heard the tell-tale squelching sound and felt air rushing into my now gaping muscle pussy. He was breathing hard, taking in deep gulps of air. "That's my good little boy. Yeah. Such a good muscle boy, keeping eye contact with me the whole time. Taking my fuck. Taking my spooge like a true cum-dump. Ohh shit yeah faggot! That was fucking hot….Shit. Think I might've torn your pussy muscle boy. Oh well….Fuck it!" And just like that it was over. Another sweaty sex session of being power fucked by my new Muscle Master. And loving and hating every single second of the ordeal.

6.01.2010

HUGE muscle FREAK

check out mister blue poser, my idea of what HOT is! he's obviously on juice - he's so roidgutted that he can't keep his distended but muscled roidgut/abs sucked in and check out his sexy gyno "bitch-tits"



http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ZoryKByscrk

check out the following moments when he adjusts or touches the pouch of his posers:
1:12
1:29
2:05
2:28
2:47


and here's another vid of him



http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=s2OfiKTGF7g

4.03.2010

3.17.2010

2.14.2010

"I've looked at love from both sides now...I really don't know love at all."



"I've looked at love from both sides now,
From give and take, and still somehow
It's love's illusions i recall.
I really don't know love at all."

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ZcxKSWRAJeg



Bows and flows of angel hair and ice cream castles in the air
And feather canyons everywhere, I've looked at clouds that way.
But now they only block the sun, they rain and snow on everyone.
So many things i would have done but clouds got in my way.

I've looked at clouds from both sides now,
From up and down, and still somehow
It's cloud illusions i recall.
I really don't know clouds at all.

Moons and junes and ferris wheels, the dizzy dancing way you feel
As every fairy tale comes real; I've looked at love that way.
But now it's just another show. you leave 'em laughing when you go
And if you care, don't let them know, don't give yourself away.

I've looked at love from both sides now,
From give and take, and still somehow
It's love's illusions i recall.
I really don't know love at all.

Tears and fears and feeling proud to say "i love you" right out loud,
Dreams and schemes and circus crowds, i've looked at life that way.
But now old friends are acting strange, they shake their heads, they say
I've changed.
Something's lost but something's gained in living every day.

I've looked at life from both sides now,
From win and lose, and still somehow
It's life's illusions i recall.
I really don't know life at all.

"I have a good deal for growth hormone and genetropin for ya, bull."

2.14.10, 5:29 am
GA commented on royd's yahoo profile

"I have a good deal for growth hormone and genetropin for ya, bull."

royd's response:

happy LUNAR new year of the TIGER

2.13.2010

happy vd



Slicked Up

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2.12.2010

---RED POSERS for valentine's day---

Sergej Dukhota wore RED POSERS just for you

Sergej Dukhota (RUS), NABBA Universe 2002, Men 2 - Place 1
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=M4miPhW-7RU



---RED POSERS for valentine's day---

Sergej Dukhota (UKR), NABBA Worlds 2003 - Overall Winner
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=tjofGv0ObhA



---RED POSERS for valentine's day---

Sergej Dukhota (UKR), NABBA Worlds 2002, Men 2 - Place 3
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=zREDZzsKllc



---RED POSERS for valentine's day---

2.11.2010

How long do you wear your cockring?

FROM THE NET

How long do you wear your cockring? Do you wear your cockring all day long?

generally all day.....I forget I have it onI wore a cock ring 24/7 for decades - liked the heavy metal ones.
Now a days I often wear a heavy metal ball stratcher and find that a cock ring and ball stretcher together is not all that comfortable 24/7

I always tell them our suits are penis centric

MENSSWIMWEARBLOG.COM published a new entry entitled "The Enlightened man" on 2/11/2010 10:51:14 AM, written by Michael David.

The Enlightened man
I spent a little time the other day wondering around the Getty Museum. I had an appointment in the area and the Getty is one of my favorite hang outs, I enjoy the art and views if have a little extra time. If you are visiting Los Angeles in th future and have not made it to the Getty, make sure to add it to your list. It is one of the most beautiful art museums in the world. Stunning art and beyond stunning views. Maybe it is the business I am in seeing nude and semi nude bodies all the time, I am always drawn to the nudes, they are so amazing. Through out history artists have celebrated male and female bodies. A Japanese central art theme is the erect penis, for centuries it has been admired and revered in their culture as a thing of beauty. European art liberally uses male and female bodies but it is much more unusual to see men with erections. What does this have to do with the swimwear business?

When someone asks me to explain our design philosophy I always tell them our suits are penis centric. The penis in many shapes and sizes are always the focus of our designs. I can not figure out why people want to hide it away like it is something to be ashamed of. It is half of what creates future generations and it gives us tremendous pleasure. It has an attraction to men and women that goes beyond the conscious level. Part of our genetic make-up. Many cultures and many religions work hard to make us feel guilty about our feelings toward the human body. The change to a truly free spirit comes from within, the bonds of culture and religion can be shattered. True consciousness is there for the taking. Maybe this is a little too deep for a swimwear designer to be bloging about but I feel freeing yourself of the guilt you may feel over your body is a great first step.

Mens swimwear for the enlightened man

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2.10.2010

2 new posts on roidedmuscle.blogspot.com‏

http://roidedmuscle.blogspot.com/2010/02/dutch-treats.html

http://roidedmuscle.blogspot.com/2010/02/fuch-you.html

haiku 2:B:MODIFIED

matured male massively muscled slave to be MODIFIED
looking for an massively muscled OWNER to be under contract to
possessive, vicious, sadistic matured OWNER welcome.
muscles to be developed with even more JUICE
genitals should be progressively restrained and ENLARGED
surgical procedure or SILICONE welcome
craving CHASTITY cage
more TATS welcome
much more piercings in LARGE gauges is a must
hole to be opened PERMANENTLY
craving to meet from OWNER desiring to own and keep a man
with a view to creating a CUSTOMIZED slave
though but not LIMITED to
PIERCING
TATTOOING
BRANDING
IMPLANTS
SURGICAL modifications
BEHAVIORAL training
HYNOSIS
PERMANENT chastity cage
please contact ME
if you think we have something to TALK about.

looking for a man who knows how to use MUSCLE

am NOT looking for a sponsor for my bodybuilding i am already big enough and can do it on my own what i am looking for is a man who knows how to use MUSCLE, a man who is interested in bondage, restraint, role play, interrogation and especially torture...seek to be restrained for punishment and torture of all types...crave torture, restraint, pain, suffering of all types if provided by equally well built, shaved, pierced and matured guy who knows what he doing and for the right DOM/MASTER/DAD, willing to become sub/slave/son for public exhibition and suffering...also relish pain endurance contests with other equally well built bodybuilders seeing who can take the most torture...i have a fantastic body enjoy being center of attention and i love having all eyes on me

my posers defines who i am

my posers defines who i am, i treat my muscles like a uniform and my poser like a medal, proud to be able to wear one that shows off my body,would wear only my poser or g-string or jock 24/7 in public if i could

2.09.2010

---------GYNOmous---------

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=DDSCT1-eo_g



---------GYNOmous---------

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=BBGEioLznww



---------GYNOmous---------

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=jgjWwIKrGJM



---------GYNOmous---------

http://www.metacafe.com/watch/1869772/bodybuilder_dan_steele_commands_you_to_worship_his_muscles/


Bodybuilder Dan Steele Commands You to Worship His Muscles! - The best video clips are right here

check out heiko's posers



http://www.mymusclevideo.com/system/view.jsp?vid=4517

2.08.2010

that's it for guest posing

This is one of my first full quest posing routines back from serious back surgery in 2000, and being on the shelf for some time. There was still training limitations etc., that kept me from full out training, but this routine also became quite famous and put me back on the map as a featured guest poser, known for conditioning, entertaining, and having a good laugh. I hope you enjoy.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=WgzqE19FTeY





Part 1 - This one is from the 2004 Ontario Championships. I also had performed it at the 2004 Toronto International Pro Show. I went in a little different direction with this and it remains a popular hit.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=X57oMOcfnZM





Part 2 - This one is from the 2004 Ontario Championships. I also had performed it at the 2004 Toronto International Pro Show. I went in a little different direction with this and it remains a popular hit.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8g1z289MFcY

addicted to guest posing

2009 NPC Dayana Classic Yano Garcia Guest Poser
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=xkio-aCINrs





A sensational performance as Guest Poser at the Eastern Caribbean Bodybuilding Show held in Trinidad wearing a T&T Carnival Costume..Very entertaining....
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=m1JdkBIWbuc





Brazilian bodybuilder Fabio Caverna in 5th Mr. Aco (Guest Poser).
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=QqLKl4KJVrU

still more guest posing

Luciapokalen 2002: Guestposer Boogie Mustonen
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=3K9Ndyxi5CI






My first guest posing event back in 2007. Not my best form, but one of the best stage settings that I've posed on to date in terms of lighting!
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=gDQaBaLjiqM





Here's a short video of Flex guest posing in Denver on Oct 24th, 2009. Flex is one of the nicest IFBB PRO that is around !! He will definitely be a force on the IFBB stage for a long time to come !!
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ZwbjzNXrEZs

more guest posing

NPC bodybuilder Tim Liggins guest posing at the 2008 Western Michigan Bodybuilding Championships in Kalamazoo.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=yH6iPNMk_IU





Michael Faba making his guest posing debut at the 2009 Country Classic Invitational official fundraiser for www.breastcanceraustralia.org
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=zqtjVepXwts





Super Heavyweight Bodybuilder Ty Young (22 years old) guest posing at the Johnny Stewart Fitness Bodybuilding Championships in Lexington, South Carolina July 11th, 2009. (2 weeks out from the 2009 NPC USA's held in Las Vegas)
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ytIjOKEYh4I

guest posing

Eddie Elwood guest posing at nabba scotland 2000: eddie performs his funny batman routine.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=UZlc7LMDfjA





Martin is the firts Swedish man ever to Qualify to Mr Olympia! Here he is offseason and around 320ponds!!!
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=LoDCOsq5q9U





A slide show of Paul's guest spot at the NABBA Northwest 2007 show in Southport.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=zK9_D_Urk3I