The Bouncer - Part 4
Muscle Beast Partners

The next afternoon, the Bouncer walked back to the gym to have another 
good workout.  This time, he was going to work on his 24" biceps and 
triceps.  His mind was filled with ways of how he was going to pump up 
his arms to make them even more massive.  To everyone else, they were 
huge; but to him, they just weren't big enough and they would never be 
big enough.  In his mind, as he walked toward the gym, he thought of how 
intense his arm workout was going to be.  When he walked in front of the 
gym, he looked inside the huge plate glass windows and noticed that it was 
nearly empty except for a few pencil-necked geeks trying to do bench presses.  
To the Bouncer, they looked pathetic.  They were, in fact, pathetic.  He'd 
seen them coming in there for years, using bad form, talking about natural 
supplements, and spending most of their time talking of football games or 
chicks which they couldn't get.  Just looking at their pathetic excuses for 
bodies made the big man's blood pressure rise.  To him, they just took up 
gym-space…..HIS space.

He entered the gym and just ignored the punks as they gawked in awe of his 
muscular superiority.  He could here them whispering at how huge he was, 
even though they had seen him a million times before, "Jesus Christ, he's 
getting even bigger!" Oh how he prayed that one night these punks would 
visit his bar so he could let them feel his muscles crush their bones and 
let them feel what a real bodybuilder felt like.  He smiled with the thoughts 
of brutal destruction going through his mind as he put his gym bag down by 
the dumbbell rack and pulled out his weightlifting belt and workout gloves.  
As he looked up, he saw an old white Ford pickup truck pulling up in front 
of the gym.  Inside, was a large man, but the Bouncer couldn't make out who 
it was until after the guy got out of the truck.  It was Butch.  Butch couldn't 
help but see the Bouncer on the other side of the plate glass window of 
the gym and acknowledged the big man's presence.  

As the Bouncer put on his black workout gloves, the 6'5" almost 300 pounds 
of solid rock hard muscle known as Butch made his way into the gym.  The 
geeks at the bench press decided it was time for water and walked over to 
the water fountain.  They couldn't believe their eyes when they saw ANOTHER 
huge fucker walk into the gym!  Butch wasn't as humongous as the Bouncer 
but he was still massive by mere mortal standards.  Butch smiled at the 
Bouncer, "I'm working arms today…what are you training?" The Bouncer normally 
didn't workout with anyone mainly because no one, so far, had ever been able 
to keep up with his pace.  "Bi's and Tri's. Think you can keep up with me?"  
"Hell yeah!" he said in a very positive and excited voice.  Whether he actually 
could or couldn't keep up with the power of the Bouncer was beside the point.  
The point was that he was going to do what he could to try.  He asked the Bouncer, 
"What do you want to start with?"  "How about some straight-bar curls?" Butch 
immediately responded with, "Cool!" he was obviously revved up for this workout!  
He began looking around and saw the plates already loaded on the bench press 
that the punks had been using but because they were at the water fountain 
shooting the bull instead of pumping iron, Butch assumed they were not being 
used.  He pulled the entire bar, with the plates still on it, off the bench 
and started walking it over to the power lifting platform where the Bouncer 
was.  "Hey!" cried one of the geek-assed punks, "We're still using that!" 
Butch continued to walk the bar loaded with weights over to the Bouncer and 
set it down in front of him.  He looked up at the Bouncer and smiled and evil 
grin and then quickly turned to the scrawny punks, "Did you say something 
to me?" They looked at the huge muscle monster who was obviously getting 
ready to go into "roid-rage" and said to him, "uuhhhhmmmm, we were still 
using that weight."  "Oh yeah? Well, FUCK OFF!!!" Butch screamed at the 
top of his lungs to the punks who, as if hit by a 60 mile-an-hour gust 
of wind, almost fell backwards onto the floor.  The Bouncer and the guy 
behind the counter at the gym just busted up into laughter as the punks 
quickly grabbed their things and scampered out the door.  Butch started 
to laugh too as he enjoyed inflicting fear into these punks.  

The two muscled-giants began what was to be an extremely intense and highly 
motivated bicep and tricep workout.  During their workout, they spent 
little time actually doing any talking but, instead, spent a lot of time, 
motivating each other to push the weight just a little harder; to the 
guy behind the counter, they looked like two crazed animals in a heated 
contest of strength.  After about an hour and a half of intense training, 
the two bruisers, their tank tops and spandex shorts drenched in sweat, 
decided to call it quits.  Butch began to flex his huge 22" biceps into 
the mirror so he could see the pump.  The Bouncer then followed suit and 
came up next to him and flexed his 24" guns into the mirror.  They playfully 
then began to pose off as the guy behind the counter just looked on in awe 
at the giant men.  They traded most muscular poses, followed by triceps 
poses, and side chest shots and finally, showing off their huge quadriceps 
and freaky calves.  Their wet spandex shorts and drenched tight tank tops 
hid nothing.

They had had a very hard workout and hadn't really discussed much of 
anything else during it.  As they packed their gym bags with gloves, 
belts, and towels, Butch said, "Man, one day I would just LOVE to break 
the bones of those little punks," referring to the punks whom he scared 
away earlier.  At the sound of that, the Bouncer's eyes lit up.  "You 
ever do that?"  "What, break bones?  Hell yes!"  The Bouncer smiled, 
"ever crush any skulls?"  "No.  Not that I haven't wanted to but people 
always pull me off or the cops break it up before it gets that far." 
"Oh, that sucks!" As they left the front of the building, the Bouncer 
asked, "So you've never snuffed anyone before?"  Butch grinned and shook 
his head, "Man, if I told you how much I wanted to do that, you'd think 
I was a nut."  The Bouncer was through playing cat and mouse with Butch 
and decided it was time to spill the beans, "Hey, we need to talk. Can 
you give me a ride back to my place?"  "Sure!" Butch said, gleefully.  
The two giant musclemen got into the truck and headed back toward the 
warehouse.  

The Bouncer gave Butch the directions to the warehouse which, even in 
the middle of the afternoon, looked like a dark and dangerous place.  
"You live here?" Butch said to the Bouncer.  "Yeah, Come on in."  As 
the Bouncer showed Butch around his warehouse haven, Butch's expression 
showed the astonishment of a kid in a toy store for the very first time.  
First, he saw the numerous powerlifting and bodybuilding trophies that 
the Bouncer had collected over the years.  He was amazed because the Bouncer 
had even MORE trophies than he did and he didn't think that was possible!  
Then he saw quite a few bottles of steroids on the dresser in plain sight. 
The Bouncer then noticed the zits on Butch's back which were caused by 
low quality steroids.  The Bouncer knew them well and used other prescription 
drugs to combat them.  But now, he had some of the best high quality 
drugs and plenty of them.  "What are you on right now?" the Bouncer asked 
Butch.  Butch explained what he was using and the Bouncer just shook his 
head.  He reached for the big Mexican gym bag and pulled out a few of 
the flavors of steroids to give to his new friend.  "Man!  How did you 
get these?"  "Have you ever heard of the death matches down in TJ?"  
Butch looked kind of surprised at the question, "Well, I've heard of 
them but they aren't real are they?"  "Hell yeah they are.  Where do you 
think I got these?  And these were just 'tokens of affection' for a job 
well done." He smiled with pride. 

Immediately, the questions began to pour out of Butch's mouth.  He wanted 
to know everything about the matches and the more the Bouncer explained, 
the more excited he became….in fact, they both became very excited.  Finally, 
the Bouncer told Butch of the prize fuck he had at the end of the first 
match and how he snapped the neck of the poor shit while fucking him.  
"Oh man!  What I wouldn't give to do that! But I think I'd beat the crap 
out of him first and then fuck him to death!"  The Bouncer moved over to 
the TV and VCR and popped in a tape.  "What do you think of this?" he said 
as he pressed the play button.  It was the last few minutes of a tape that 
Billy had made one night when the Bouncer was killing off some punk he found 
on the street.  The tape showed the Bouncer pounding his huge fists into the 
punk's stomach and showed the blood coming from his mouth.  He then kneed the 
guy high into his rib cage breaking more bones.  The punk was already very 
badly broken and bleeding profusely from every orifice as he fell to the ground 
face down.  Butch looked on as his eyes became wide with excitement.  The 
Bouncer pulled the punk up in a camel clutch where he placed both arms over 
the Bouncer's knees and then pulled back on the head with both hands.  One 
cupped the chin while the other held the back of the head.  Slowly, he twisted 
the neck as the punk began to scream in pain.  The Bouncer continued to turn 
the head and then, finally, gave it one powerful twist and snapped the neck!  
He released the head  and watched it plop forward and dangle.  He stood up 
and let the lifeless body fall to the ground.  His muscles still glistening 
with sweat and blood-he looked like a fucking god standing over his kill.  
He looked at Butch, "What do you think?" "FUCK!!!!"  he said as he smiled, 
"Next time, you have to include me in on this!" 

They both laughed for a second when the conversation changed tones. "Do 
you ever get fucked?" the Bouncer asked of Butch.  Butch turned his head 
toward the concrete floor and shook his head, "No, I've never found anyone 
that I felt was man enough to fuck me," he paused and looked up at the 
Bouncer, "Before now, I mean."  That was the Bouncer's signal that it was 
ok to make his move on Butch.  Butch hesitated, "Look, I've never been 
fucked before, man, and even though I'm turned on like you wouldn't believe 
right now," he swallowed, "I'm not ashamed to …"  "It's ok," the Bouncer 
interrupted, "I can't promise not to hurt you but it won't be on purpose." 
And with that, the tall man cupped the smaller one's head and drew him closer 
to him and kissed him like he'd never kissed a man before.  The kiss was deep 
and long and extremely passionate.  Their breathing grew heavier as their 
lips engaged and their tongues fought for domination with the Bouncer easily 
winning.  For the first time ever, Butch felt like a bottom.  For the first 
time ever, the Bouncer kissed another man with furry and passion.  

Their kiss lead to a powerful muscular embrace.  The Bouncer literally 
picked Butch off of his feet and carried his catch to the bed.  Butch 
couldn't believe that he was actually being lifted off the ground by another 
human being.  This was a role he'd never played before; no man had ever 
been strong enough to lift him up off the ground and no man had ever dared 
to top him before.  

The Bouncer continued to kiss the young ex-marine as he lay him down on 
the bed on his back.  The Bouncer grabbed his bottle of lube from the 
nightstand.  His huge dick was already rock-hard as was Butch's.  "Go easy, 
man." Butch quietly pleaded.  "Don't worry, the last thing I want to do 
is hurt you." The Bouncer responded even though they both knew that this 
first time for Butch wasn't going to be easy no matter how gently the 
Bouncer was going to try.  

The Bouncer raised up Butch's legs into the air and rested them on his 
mighty shoulders.  He greased up his dick with more lube than he'd ever 
used before and then slowly guided the head of his hugely thick dick 
toward Butch's virgin hole.  The Bouncer's blue eyes then looked deep 
into the wanting brown eyes of the man he was about to make love to and 
then slowly he began to push his huge muscle-meat up into the ass of Butch.  
Butch's eyes seemed to grow wider and his mouth opened up, "Awwww, 
AWWWWW!" he cried as the Bouncer began to go deeper and deeper, "Stop, 
please!" Butch pleaded. "Hold on Butch.  Just try to relax." He grabbed 
for the bottle of poppers and opened them up for Butch.  Butch took a huge 
whiff, paused for a moment, and then laid his head back and tried desperately 
to relax his whole body as he could feel the huge man enter his ass.  
He closed his eyes and exhaled as he felt the big man's huge dick enter 
inside of him push up against his prostate….suddenly, his pain was mixed 
with intense pleasure and his eyes opened and grew wider as he'd never 
felt a sensation like this before, "Oh, man!"  The Bouncer began to pump, 
gently, into his partner.  He knew how much pain his huge dick could inflict 
if he really pounded into his man but that's not what he wanted to do right 
now.  He wanted Butch to enjoy this - as much as he enjoyed giving it.  
And Butch was, "OH YEAH!" he said louder as he felt the huge muscle beast 
fucking him steadily and harder.  This only caused the Bouncer to become 
more aroused and excited, and he picked up the rhythmic tempo of his thrusting.  
"OH MAN! FUCK ME!" Butch said as he took another whiff of the poppers.  
The Bouncer started pumping even harder and faster, "OH YEAH!!!, OH GOD!!!" 
Butch shouted.  The Bouncer threw caution aside and began to really go at 
his new partner.  He wondered how much more of this Butch could take.  The 
Bouncer looked down and began to see blood coming from Butch's ass but Butch 
kept asking for more! "HARDER!" and the Bouncer happily obliged as he began 
to RAM that huge dick up Butch's ass.  The Bouncer looked down at his fuck 
partner and loved the expression on his face as he began to powerfuck him.  
As he began to pound harder and harder into Butch, Butch began to reach 
for anything to hold onto…as if he were taking a violent ride on a roller-coaster.  
He began to pull at the sheets of the bed and finally began to tear them 
with his fingers, "OOOOOOOOHHHHHHH!!!" he said loudly as felt the intensity 
of the pounding increase as if the Bouncer were trying to slam his whole 
body up his rear-end.  To him, it felt as though the Bouncer's dick 
seemed to grow even bigger as he grew more and more excited.  "OOOOHHHH 
GGGGOOOODDDD!"  The Bouncer continued to pump hard, deep, and fast into 
his muscle-bound bottom.  The Bouncer could feel himself getting ready 
to cum but he also wanted to please his new bottom toy, "Jack yourself off!" 
He ordered Butch.  Butch, who already had a tremendous hard-on, began to 
stroke his huge dick.  He was so close to cumming already that it was only 
a few strokes and he was shouting, "OH MY GOOOOOOOOD!!!!" as the Bouncer 
looked down at his boy who's eyes rolled back.  Butch let out a loud cry, 
"OH JESUS!!!" as he shot his load over his stomach, reaching his chest.  The 
Bouncer continued to pump furiously as Butch continued to cum with each 
pump; he'd never cum so much in his whole life!  Finally, the Bouncer let 
out a cry of his own, "OH MAN!" as he shot his load deep inside of Butch.  
His body shook as he continued to shoot his load and let it flow into Butch.  
Butch looked up at the Bouncer as if he were a god.  He'd never had such 
a sexual experience as that before.  

The Bouncer leaned over and pulled Butch's head up off the bed and 
laid his lips on Butch's.  Gently, he kissed the man he'd just fucked.  
Butch, who had never bottomed for any man before, did not question 
what he had been missing as he knew that no other man would have 
compared to the Bouncer as a first time experience.  As for the Bouncer, 
he'd fucked many men before, usually before snuffing them out or tossing 
them out on the street like trash.  This was the first time, however, 
that he'd actually made love to someone.  For both men, this was a new 
experience.  The Bouncer pulled out his huge dick from Butch's hole and 
moved to lay next to him.  They held each other for a little while….until 
they began to realize how hungry they were!  Two massive bodybuilders 
required fuel and lot's of it.  The Bouncer knew of a little place where 
the waitress always made sure he had extra helpings of what ever he ordered.  
Pushed by their hunger, they quickly showered and headed off to the restaurant.  

The place was a very out of the way diner off the beaten path but still 
within walking distance from the Bouncer's lair.  The Bouncer knew the 
path well.  "Hi beautiful!" the Bouncer said as he entered the restaurant.  
She blushed and smiled, "Hi handsome." The restaurant was basically empty 
with only a few people who were finishing up their meals.  The two genetic 
muscle freaks sat down in a booth as she brought them two menus.  "You 
know what I want, babe." The Bouncer said to her giving his order.  "Got 
it memorized!"  Butch looked up at her, "Well, make it two, please."  The 
two men were acting like proper gentlemen knowing that she was going to 
treat them well.

Just then, two of the punks that were in the gym earlier that day came 
into the restaurant.  They couldn't help but notice the two muscle beasts 
sitting in the booth and, still fearful of the afternoon's event, took 
a booth as far away as they could.  Butch had his back to them but the 
Bouncer could see them clearly.  "I'll be right back," the Bouncer said 
as he left the booth and walked over to them.  Fear immediately filled 
their brains as they saw the huge fucker heading in their direction….and 
no place to run.  "How you guys doing?"  You could see the fear in the 
two punks as they both started to shake.  "We're OK."  "Hey, my friend 
wants to apologize for this afternoon.  He was kinda wound up on coffee 
and feels pretty bad about scaring you guys off.  Why don't you guys 
join us for dinner?" The punks were beside themselves in amazement.  
Imagine, being invited to dine with two muscle gods!

Butch strained to hear the conversation and couldn't believe his ears.  
What the hell was the Bouncer doing?!  The Bouncer and the two punks 
made their way back to the booth, "Hey, Butch, now's your chance to 
apologize."  Butch just looked at the two punks.  Was the Bouncer 
serious?  He decided to play along with it.  "Hi guys, I feel real bad 
about this morning.  I hope there's no hard feelings." The two gleefully 
accepted the apology.  They all sat down and continued to chat about 
bodybuilding and nutrition and answer all kinds of stupid ass questions 
from the punks about protein shakes and such.   Finally, their meals 
arrived which gave their mouths a chance to rest.  The two muscle beasts 
devoured their huge meals of double steaks while the punks tried to finish 
off their chicken breasts and veggies.  The Bouncer's brain continued to 
click, "Hey, would you guys like to come to my place for some beers and 
maybe watch some videos?"  A light finally went on in Butch's head as he 
realized what the Bouncer was up to and he smiled a devilish smile. The 
punks instantly and excitedly agreed!

As they arrived at the Bouncer's warehouse home, the punks seemed astonished 
that anyone actually lived there.  The Bouncer then unlocked the door and 
let the punks in first, followed by Butch.  "Wow, look at all of the trophies!" 
one of them exclaimed.  The Bouncer then turned around and locked the door 
with the dead-bolt which went unnoticed by the punks but did not escape 
the eye of Butch who grinned ever so slightly.  The Bouncer then walked 
over to the phone, picked it up, and began to dial.  "Billy?  Hey, can 
you come over and bring the video camera?" he paused, "Yeah, two of em.  
Hurry up, ok?"

He turned to Butch, "Billy's coming over.  I want to film this."  
Butch looked at him and his grin turned into a big smile, "Cool!" 
One of the punks overheard and asked, "What are you going to film?" 
It was at this point that the Bouncer turned from "Mr. Nice Guy" 
to the Muscle Beast bastard that he was.  "Shut the fuck up you 
little punk!" he said as he threw a swift and powerful kick of his 
boot into the punk's stomach bending him over.  The other one, 
coming to the rescue of his friend, "Hey, what are you doing?"  
The Bouncer looked at Butch as if to say, "It's your turn to prove 
yourself," but before Butch even noticed the Bouncer looking at him, 
he tore into the second punk and landed a right fist square into 
his face sending him flailing backwards landing onto the concrete 
floor.  The Bouncer started to laugh, "Hey, bud, go a little easier.  
These guys have to last at least until Billy gets here."  Butch 
laughed, "Yeah, ok." And then he looked at the punk on the ground 
who was holding his bleeding nose.  "You guys are crazy!" he declared 
as his friend was still on the ground holding his stomach.  

The Bouncer pulled up two wooden chairs and placed them in front 
of the TV.  He then grabbed some rope that was hanging on the wall.  
Seeing what the Bouncer had in mind, Butch picked up the bloody-nosed 
punk and plopped him in the chair.  "Hey, what are you guys doing?"  
"Just shut your fucking whiney ass up!" the Bouncer said as he started 
to wrap the rope around the punk.  Butch then pulled the other one up 
from the ground but the punk started to panic and tried to break free….he 
slipped from Butch's grasp and bolted for the door, not realizing that 
it was locked.  Butch panicked at first but then realized that this one 
was going nowhere and began to chuckle as he watched the punk struggle 
to try to get the door open. "Help!  Let me out of here!" Butch moved in 
on the punk and grabbed him by the shoulders and  dragged him to the second chair.  

The Bouncer had tied the first punk down pretty well.  As Butch forced 
the other one down into the chair, the Bouncer handed him another rope 
and instructed, "Tie him up good and tight but don't cut off the circulation."  
Butch immediately went to work.  The Bouncer then walked over to the TV set 
and turned on the VCR.  He popped in a fresh video and smiled as he looked 
back at the two punks, "You guys wanna watch some home-made videos?"  Butch 
chuckled, "Yeah!  Let's show 'em some good footage!"  

The Bouncer hit the play button and immediately, the screen showed 
the Bouncer beating the living shit out of someone.  Piece by piece 
and without mercy, he flung someone around his warehouse apartment, 
into walls and into poles, and then began punching him like a punching 
bag into the stomach and face.  He picked up his body, raised him over 
his head, and slammed him to the concrete floor.  While on the floor, 
he kicked him in the face with such fury and power that it seemed 
as if he were going to knock his head off. He picked the guy up and 
wrapped his huge muscular arms around the rib cage and just squeezed.  
The punk began to scream as loudly as his bloodied lungs would allow 
him too.  Billy got close in with the camera as the victim screamed 
in pain and agony. One by one, you could hear the ribs cracking and 
snapping as blood began to flow from his mouth and, then he caught 
a close up of Bouncer's vicious evil smile as he squeezed even harder, 
and shook his victim, making sure he was dead.  Without hesitation, 
the video moved to another snuffing scene where the Bouncer was pounding 
away at someone he had tied up to the poles.  The two punks in the 
chairs just watched in complete and total amazement and horror.  They 
began to plead with the Bouncer and then with Butch who only laughed 
at them. Finally, a knock came to the door and the Bouncer went to 
answer it, "Who's there?"  "It's me, Billy."  He quickly unlocked the 
door and let him in.  As he closed the door and relocked it, he turned 
and smiled at the two punks, "It's show time!"

- Time to Crush Some Punks!  -

The punks began to panic in their chairs, looking at each other 
and pleading to be let go, claiming that they had done nothing wrong 
and didn't deserve to be beaten and killed.  It was all for nothing 
though and only provided more enjoyment to the two sadistic Herculean 
monsters.  The Bouncer pulled a cloth from one of the drawers in the 
dresser and blind-folded the punk with the bloody nose.  He looked at 
Butch, "I don't want him to see what's going to happen to his buddy….but 
I want him to hear it!"  The three of them laughed.  The Bouncer then 
stripped down naked and pulled out some black posing briefs, "Gotta look 
good for the camera!" he explained to Butch.  Butch, heading the advice 
of his mentor, "You got an extra pair for me?"  "Hell, I got plenty of 
em," as he pulled out a pair of blue posing trunks for Butch, "Here's 
some lifting gloves too."  "Awesome!" exclaimed Butch as he changed 
into his warrior outfit. The Bouncer put on his steel-tipped gloves 
and Butch became envious, "Wow….those look great." "Yeah, Billy will 
make you up some, right Billy?"  Billy responded without hesitation, 
"Yes Sir." The Bouncer then finished the outfit by putting on his steel-toed 
boots.  Butch only had his weightlifting/hiking boots.   Both still 
looked menacing and destructive.

"Butch, this one's ass is yours!  Go for it.  Beat the shit out of 
him and then fuck him into the next world." The two Muscle Beasts 
laughed as Butch untied the punk pulled him out of the chair.  He 
threw him to the floor.  "Start filming Billy!" the Bouncer ordered. 
Billy started the camera rolling. The punk got on his knees and 
pleaded with Butch, "NO PLEASE!" Butch sadistically laughed and then 
kneed the punk in the face causing his nose to bleed and lose his 
balance and fall backward.  He then picked him up off of the ground 
like a rag-doll and threw him into the wall.  Wasting no time, he 
kicked the punk right in the balls causing the punk to let out a blood 
curdling scream.  His partner asked, "Joey, are you ok?  What's going 
on?!"  Butch pulled the punk up by the hair and then, remembering 
some of the moves he saw the Bouncer doing on the tape, picked up 
the punk and raised him over his head.  He then, with all of the 
power of his mighty shoulders, slammed him into the concrete floor 
causing him to bounce just a little.  The Bouncer looked on with great 
approval, "Good!  Now it's time to break some bones."  Billy kept 
repositioning himself to get a good angle on the destruction as it 
was unfolding.  Butch took one of the arms of the punk and extended 
it out and then came slamming down on it with the weight of his whole 
body breaking it in two at the elbow, making a very loud cracking sound 
and causing the punk to let out a very loud scream, "AAAAAAAAWWWWWW." 
"Joey!!!" the blindfolded one shouted as if trying to help his friend.  
"Now the other one." Ordered the Bouncer.  Butch happily agreed and 
extended the other arm out and slammed down on the elbow with his knee 
while hold on to the hand causing it to snap in two and another scream 
could be heard, "AAAAAAWWWWW!!!"  Butch looked at the Bouncer as if for 
further instructions.  The Bouncer stated, "Tear him up, man!!" He 
picked the punk up and began to punch him in the stomach again with 
powerful lefts and rights.  Blood and vomit came pouring out of the 
punk as he fell to the ground.  Butch then stomped on his back with 
the power of his huge and mighty quads.  His ribs could be heard cracking 
like walnut shells breaking open. The sounds of destruction brought joy 
to the Bouncer as he realized that he had finally found someone who 
enjoyed this kind of sadistic punishment as much as he did.

Butch then wanted to fuck his prey.  He began to rip the punks clothes 
off.  The Bouncer grabbed his arms while Butch ripped his pants and 
underwear off of him.  The punk continued to plead, "No!  No!  Please!" 
but this only excited the two sadistic mountains of muscle.  The 
Bouncer handed Butch the bottle of lube, "Here this isn't for his 
pleasure, it's for yours."  Butch took off his posing trunks and 
lubed up his dick as the bouncer turned the punk on to his stomach.  
"Ram his ass!  Don't even go in slowly!" Bouncer ordered….and Butch 
gladly obliged as he aimed the head of his huge dick toward the virgin 
ass, "Some times they like to squirm away so I'll keep him pinned down 
while you go at him!"  Without hesitation, Butch RAMMED his huge dick 
into the punk's virgin ass causing him to let out another painful scream, 
"NOOOOOOO!" But this only excited the two.  The Bouncer watched as Butch 
rammed as hard as he could into the punks as and his own dick became 
hard as a rock.  Billy's camera zoomed in as the Bouncer moved closer 
to Butch and kissed him while he powerfucked the punk on the ground.  
Blood was now flowing from the punk's ass-hole.  Butch continued to pump 
on the fucker, harder and harder as the poor punk continued to plead for 
him to stop even though his cries for mercy were muffled by the massive 
weight of the Bouncer sitting gently on his head.  The Bouncer didn't 
want to crush the skull; he would leave that pleasure for Butch.  

The Bouncer remained on top of the punk's torso pinning him down so he 
wouldn't escape.  "I'm getting ready to cum.  Get off of him so I can 
finish him off!"  The Bouncer quickly got off of the punk and Butch 
grabbed for the punks head with his two hands and pulled it back….but 
not all the way…just enough to keep him from squirming away.  He continued 
to pump on the punk's ass until he began to shoot his load, "OH FUCK!"  
He continued to pump the bloodied hole and looked at the head of his 
punk.  His eyes grew wide and he put on an evil smile as he pulled 
on the head and then he gave it a quick twist to the right and finally 
snapped it!  The sound of the neck snapping filled the room.  "JOEY!!!!" 
cried the other punk, still tied up in his chair, blind-folded and 
listening to all of the carnage going on in the room but powerless 
to do anything about it.  Butch released the head which plopped on the 
concrete floor like a bowling ball and pulled his dick out of the 
dead punk and walked over to the Bouncer.  They kissed and embraced.  
"Now it's my turn," said the Bouncer anxious to show Butch how a 
professional does it.  "Fuck him up for me," whispered Butch.

The bloodied nose of the second punk had stopped bleeding and began 
to dry up.  The Bouncer approached his victim but, instead of untying 
his victim-to-be, he simply picked the whole chair up and raised the 
punk and all high into the air high over his head.   "What are you doing?!" 
cried the punk as he felt himself being elevated.  The Bouncer looked 
at Butch with a great sadistic smile and a seemingly evil joy in his 
eyes, "Watch and learn, Butch."  Billy laughed as he knew his master 
was going to show the novice how to brutally punish his victim, "he he 
he."  The Bouncer took a deep breath and then, with all the power he 
could muster and a Marine Corps yell, he slammed the punk and chair into 
the corpse of the first punk in the middle of the floor causing the wooden 
chair to break into pieces!  It also caused the ropes to be untied and 
allowed the punk to unravel the ropes and remove the blind fold only 
to realize that his dead buddy had broken his fall! "Joey!!!"  he screamed 
and began to cry.  He looked at his dead friend on the floor, naked, 
busted up, and bleeding from his ass hole to every orifice in his head.  
His eyes were still wide open, but lifelessly staring into space. He 
looked up at Butch, who had put on his posing trunks again.  "You muther 
fucker!" he screamed as he tried to get up but then realized his own pain 
from being slammed so hard.  His knees had been smashed and as he tried 
to stand up and lunge toward Butch, he fell quickly down to the ground 
in pain.  "Aaaaaww." The two muscle beasts simply laughed at the punk.  
"I like this one," the Bouncer said, "he's got a lot of spunk!" and with 
that he pulled the punk up by the hair so that he was standing with the 
help of the Bouncer, "now try to walk again!" and he let go of his hair. 
"AAAAWWW!" the punk screamed as he immediately fell to the ground again, 
totally unable to stand up with his crushed knees.  He grabbed his knees 
and rolled on the ground in pain.  He looked up at the Bouncer - he 
looked even bigger from that angle on the ground…standing over him at 
6'10" and 360 pounds of solid muscle, in his black posing trunks and 
steel-toed boots and menacing steel-tipped gloves.  The next thing the 
punk saw was the Bouncer's boot flying into his stomach with great speed 
and fury. "YEAH!" screamed Butch, getting very excited by watching his 
hero inflict some serious pain.  

The Bouncer picked up his prey and raised him over his head again and 
slammed him into the floor with a tremendous thud.  The punk hit the 
ground so hard he was knocked out cold.  "This will wake him up!" the 
Bouncer said.  He took off his right glove and lubed up his fist and 
forearm.  "Take his pants off Butch." Butch immediately went to work 
tearing off the punks clothes while he lay there unconscious.  Butch 
couldn't wipe the smile off his face as he was about to witness his 
mentor fist fuck this punk…and now wishing he had thought of it first!  
"This ought to wake him up!" the Bouncer said causing both men to laugh 
in anticipation.  The Bouncer got down on his knees and placed his 
hand at the opening of the punks ass.  He quickly inserted his fingers 
up his ass causing the punk to immediately and regrettably, regain 
consciousness.  He screamed with incredible pain and his facial expressions 
were caught on tape as Billy knelt down in front of him to film the 
action.  The Bouncer turned his fingers into a fist and, without hesitation, 
he began to ram his whole arm up the punk's ass.  The punk tried desperately 
to get away but the Bouncer kept him pinned down with his left arm on his 
shoulders, trapping him in his grip of death.  Over and over the Bouncer 
pounded away at the inside of the punk with all of the power of his mighty 
chest and shoulders.  The punk continued to scream in agony not realizing 
he was only adding to the intensity of his own demise on film.  To the 
amazement of Butch and Billy, the Bouncer began to lift the punk up off 
the ground with his right arm almost completely up the anus of the poor 
fuck.  This was a new move that the Bouncer had come up with.  As he 
stood up he raised the punk up into the air with his one powerful arm.  
He looked into Billy's camera and asked, "How's this for a trophy?"  
Butch and Billy began to laugh as the impaled punk let out a blood-curdling 
scream, "AAAAAWWWWWWW!!!!!!".  The Bouncer then let his arm fall to his 
side and the punk slid out from the arm of the beast and landed in a clump 
on the ground. The Bouncer grabbed the punk's clothes and wiped off his 
arm and put the steel-tipped glove back on.  He grabbed a clump of the 
punk's hair and pulled him up again.  Watching the punk in pain as he 
tried to stand made Butch smile with sadistic lust and realize he had a 
lot to learn!  "Butch, hold him up for me." The Bouncer said.  Eagerly, 
Butch came up from behind the punk and held the little shit up.  The 
Bouncer then began a series of powerful punches into the sternum of the 
punk busting up any remaining internal organs and smashing veins causing 
him to spurt blood out of his mouth.  Billy was excellent with the camera 
as he got tremendous close-ups of the face of the little shit.  The 
Bouncer moved up to the rib cage of the punk as Butch stood firmly behind 
him feeling the power of the Bouncer's punches smashing rib after rib.  
Then, the Bouncer moved up to the face and began striking him in the jaw 
with lefts and rights of his steel-tipped gloves causing the punk's face 
to become almost unrecognizable as a face.  This time, the Bouncer just 
let go of his punches smashing jaw bones and cracking the skull; the teeth 
went flying in all directions with each powerful smashing thrust.  The 
Bouncer couldn't tell if the punk was conscious or out…but it didn't matter 
to him.  He was tired of playing with this one.  He stepped up closer to 
Butch with the punk still being held upright and his head now dangling.  
He was still alive and breathing hard, gasping and trying to bring air into 
his bloodied lungs.  The Bouncer put his hands on the smashed-up and 
bleeding head of the punk.  The two giant muscle beasts leaned into each 
other and let their lips meet while the Bouncer quickly turned the neck of 
the punk…allowing Butch to feel his destructive power - SNAP!  The camera 
caught every second and sound of the snuffing.  Butch let the dead corpse 
fall to the ground between them as the two muscle beasts kissed deeply and 
embraced each other; so turned on by each of their deeds Butch didn't realize 
he was stepping on the broken skull of the punk and his weight just smashed 
it flat causing blood and brains to come oozing out.  Billy's camera panned 
from the two men kissing down to Butch's boot on the smashed skull.  He 
stopped the camera and knelt down close to his two Masters as they embraced 
each other taking his proper place below them.  He put his hands on the 
backs of their legs and leaned toward their mighty muscular thighs and began 
to lick the sweat and blood from their hard bodies.   He made his way up 
each of their thighs, alternating between the two until he got to the Bouncer's 
crotch.  Both men had huge erections.  Instinctively, Billy put his mouth 
on the Bouncer's humongous dick and began to suck when the Bouncer gently 
moved his head away and turned his head in the direction of Butch causing 
him to moan tremendously.  Billy could not put Butch's entire huge dick in 
his mouth but he worked the head of the dick with great skill as his two 
masters continued to kiss and embrace above him, almost smashing him between 
their gigantic and powerful thighs with Billy kneeling on the crushed and 
still warm body of the dead punk below.  Butch was so turned on by the 
entire snuffing events and now by kissing and embracing the massive physique 
of the Bouncer that it wasn't too long before he began to shoot his massive 
load of cum into Billy's hungry mouth.  It was so much cum that Billy gagged 
a little on it and some of it came dripping out the side of his mouth.  He 
pulled his mouth away from the huge man's dick and the three of them backed 
away from the corpse.  Billy slurped up the sides of his mouth and then 
began to get to work cleaning up the bloody mess.  "What does he do with 
the bodies?" Butch asked.  "I don't know," the Bouncer said, "and I don't care."  

Next,  Chapter 5 - Indoctrination into the Snuff Ring.
Pay for Pleasure.