Countdown - Part 2

by: JOHN

To the sponsors they were "Group E", numbers 2, 3, 5, 7 & 12. To
themselves they were Bill, Craig, Frank, Jack and Stan. To each
other, they remained committed competitors. To the remaining
governments and business interests they were "The Grand Experiment".
But the one fact that was undeniable was that they were, indeed, the
most amazing muscle gods ever created.

Today two of them would participate in Round #8 as the countdown to
ultimate glory continued. By the end of this round, only four of the
original thirteen would be left to continued to move forward. They
had waited the required week since the last round so that Craig would
not be disadvantaged in the competition by being the last to
participate. Participation was a grueling experience but it was the
one for which they all lived.

Victory was the goal. Victory meant having the opportunity to draw
the strength and power of the looser into your own being and, in that
way, make one more leap toward ultimate, impenetrable muscle-
perfection. Of course, they each longed to dine on the enhancing
semen awaiting them but to do so first meant that one of them had to
be eliminated by being forced to produce meal of victory and glory
for the others.

Feeding was essential to their development. They needed to dine on
their own specially charged semen every week. Failing to do so just
once destroyed the ability to process the special proteins they
created. For the winner and those not selected each week, this was
not an issue. For the looser, there was no meal.

From the original thirteen men selected to be in Group "E", only
these five remained. It was the same with the other nineteen
international groups. Soon there would only be the final twenty
victors. These would be men of absolute perfection whose bodies were
invincible virtually invincible. Together these twenty international
survivors would form a new perfect and impregnable muscle force
existing to serve the global causes of justice and united to prevent
self-motivated national atrocities. These, and only these special
men, like the one group that already existed, would have the right to
continue to feed from each others' perfect cum and, thus, be able
to
ensure manitaining their perfection.

All it took was victory today to move to the next level. They had
been being bred and selected for their seminal juices as well as
their capacity to build powerful muscle. And that is what they stood
proudly displaying today while they awaited the selection of
today's
two lucky challengers. While all four remaining men would partake in
the semen feast, only two of the five would be selected to
participate in the joy of the physical challenge. It was one thing to
possess the immense muscle that they all carried. It was a far better
experience for them to use and challenge the very core of their
muscular development. Not to mention that only the victor was
permitted the release of his own succulent man-juice without
repercussion.

Each man carried 460 pounds of precisely sculpted quality muscle on
his huge frame. Their bodies were magnificent temples to generations
of muscle accomplishment as well as to muscular aesthetics. Their
proportions were both staggering and, somehow, stunningly beautiful.
To some involved in the project, it seemed a terrible waste as there
competitors were systematically eliminated. But most understood the
need since only the cum these men manufactured could product the
results they needed.

The two columns of numbers flashed across the screen of the monitor
flashed. After what seemed like an eternity to the waiting men the
random roll of numbers stuttered to a stop. The lucky numbers that
remained posted on the screen were 5 and 7. The two men wearing
brightly colored robes bearing those numbers stepped forward and
moved down from the platform as the three others took the seats
waiting for those not selected today.

Number 5, Frank, had hard, stern features. He kept his hair closely
cropped to his scalp and worn a couple days growth of facial stubble
on his sharply contoured chin. His olive skin bespoke of his Italian
heritage. His thin cut lips and snarling smile matched the
seriousness of his piercing brown eyes. At 5'-5", Frank was the
shortest of all the competitors by far which made him appear all the
more astoundingly muscular.

Jack's skin was light and silky. There was still a trace of the
freckles that pointed to his Irish/English heritage. He had the a
thick head of wavy red hair that always looked boyishly disheveled.
The soft curls were loose to the touch and succeeded at framing his
handsomely chiseled features. All of this gave Jack a boyishly
handsome appearance. He stood a full 7" taller than Frank..

Both had been selected twice before and knew how to play the program
well. There would be a series of strength challenges, as usual. The
first to cum would be the loser, also as usual. To the victor and
those others who were not selected would go the joy and benefit of
consuming the cum of the loser. The victor, of course, also got the
bonus of fucking his conquest in a final act of consummation of
victory. Their competition would take place right here, under the
eyes of the viewing cameras, in this most unusual gym. The selected
men, of course, would serve as each others weights and the equipment
had been designed with that specifically in mind.

Since Frank's number had come up first, he got to pick the first
contest. Selection was critical because it allowed the selector the
opportunity to focus on his own particular strengths. They would
pursue exercise after exercise until, finally, one of these two
massive muscle-sculptures lost his control and exploded in a sea of
enriching semen from which all the others would partake. The fact
that they were all gay was equally important both to the project and
to the certainty that one of them would ultimately be unable to
resist the need to cum.

Frank announced his selection of dips as their first exercise. It was
his personal favorite exercise and the sheer size and shape of the
triceps he possessed explained why. Keeping with tradition, before
Frank walked up to Jack and they both locked together in a passionate
kiss as their sign that this was merely their task and had nothing to
do with dislike.

Standing ready by the dip machine, they simultaneously disrobed. The
two staggering naked bodies stood face to face; pec to pec; and cock
to cock. Each man had gained in excess of 250 pounds of pure, dense
and fantastic muscle in the year that they had been competing and
working together. His height and the lightness of Jack's skin
made
his massive muscles seem more fluid making him more generally
aesthetic. Frank's height made the muscles covering his 460 pound
body appear explosively huge. To see him alone made on wonder how any
more muscle mass could possibly be added to his body.

For one of these two today, this was as far along as he would
develop. For the other, and his remaining competitors, it promised
to take them to the an even higher level of human male magnificence.
The two bodies stood as visions of mind-boggling perfection. Every
muscle was sharp ready and brilliantly defined even now, before the
competition had begun.

Frank moved in to mount the waiting parallel bars. He hoisted his
body up into a locked arm position and, bending his lower legs back,
waited for his mount. Jack, knowing that Frank had an advantage with
this exercise, launched the full weight of his body almost viciously
onto Frank's lower legs grabbing Frank hard around the waist with
his
immense arms. Jack's chin sat staunchly on top of Frank's
marbled ass
cheeks facing the small of his back. Jack's overwhelming pec meat
fought with the swell of Frank's glutes for position until both
of
them seemed uncomfortably ready.

Frank had, indeed, been caught somewhat off guard by the need to
instantly assume all 460 pounds of burden that Jack had thrust upon
his legs. He knew, as they all did, that there were few rules related
to the method of bringing the other person to failure and that often
the best way was to work to eliminate any advantage that one of them
had in an exercise over the other. Frank steeled his face and body
with the conviction to win and began his first dip carrying
Jack's
full body weight with him.

He groaned harshly through the first rep as he regained his
composure. Then Frank easily knocked out the next five reps. He
concentrated on doing deep reps since failure to go far enough could
be cause to make him stop. The sixth through eighth reps were no
problem either. As he pounded through the ninth rep, he remembered
the truth of his challenge. Frank could feel Jack's hard pecs
locked
against his ass cheeks. Slowly Frank began to curl his legs slightly
causing Jack's pecs to drag across his gyrating ass muscles in a
grinding massage.

By the thirteenth rep he knew that his strategy was working. He could
begin to feel Jack's cock pushing against his inner thigh meat as
it
became aroused by the muscle-combat stimulation between pecs and
glutes. The sense of satisfaction fortified Frank's drive and
effort
as he pumped past twenty reps with no sign of weakening.

By now Frank's triceps had been pushed to a level of pumped
ripeness
that they looked as if the muscle was on the verge of exploding from
the thin sheen of skin that was painted onto their surface. His arms
were so massive now that even he would not have believed any more
muscle on them would be possible. You could almost hear the thunder
erupting from the massive swells of rock-hard muscle as his triceps
rolled against his billowing lats.

Each time Frank locked into his fully upright position his triceps
swirled with an endless amount of coiled muscle and formed into huge
arches of cavernous meat around the core of the inverted horseshoe
formation. The scale of his upper arms climbed in girth until there
could be not doubt about his claim to possess almost three feet of
rock-hard muscle on each arm..

The depth of the hollow defined by the three surging heads of pumped
triceps muscle was large enough to swallow an entire face up to the
ears. Ribbons of ripped muscle glowed below the surface of his red-
hot skin as channels of frenzied veining surfaced to feed the
incredible muscle-monsters. As he reached the bottom of each
successive dip, his swelling biceps became hardened balls of fissured
muscle so large that they visibly battled for position with the
incredible mass of his upper forearms.

Frank let his legs slide slightly apart as Jack's cock demanded
entry
Two more reps and the entire head of Jack's cock projected richly
past the front of Frank's staggering upper leg muscle. As he
continued through the exercise, Frank began convulsing the muscles of
his inner thighs forcing Jack's cock to complete stimulation. As
they
neared the thirtieth rep, Jack was beginning glow with sweat as he
fought the urges surging in his massaged cock and churning balls.

Just when it seemed that there would be no end to this muscle-ride,
Jack felt the first quivers of failure shaking through Frank's
steely
body. He clasped Frank's waist tighter as if to squeeze the very
strength from him. This only angered Frank stirring his hot Italian
temper. His surging feelings, more than his astounding triceps
strength helped push Frank to 33 reps before he finally caved in to
the screaming agony in his arms.

Jack was lucky both to catch himself on his feet just in time as
Frank's body collapsed from the bars and that his cock had been
released from Frank's capturing thighs. Many more reps and the
contest would have been over for Jack almost before it had begun.
Frank leaned over in exhaustion massaging the strength back into his
tortured triceps. It had been quite a workout. Frank's triceps,
shoulders, traps and pecs stood brilliantly pronounced and severely
ripped and shredded with veined gargantuan muscle. Foot after
unbelievable foot of enriched pumped muscle covering Frank's
colossal
torso and arms was etched with power and flushed with spectacular
beauty. Lifting his head as he drew in deep, fortifying breaths,
Frank smiled a silent gloat to Jack.

Now it was Jacks turn. The first thing he knew as he lifted his body
into position was that he was not going to permit Frank to pull the
same maneuver on him that he had used on Frank. Jack kept his legs
straight until he was sure he was ready and until Frank tapped him on
the ass to get going. Frank climbed on board only to find the swell
of Jack's curled calf muscles almost too big to permit him any
avenue
of comfort. Frank shifted around uncomfortably until he felt as
settled on jack's calf muscles as he was going to get.

The massive size of Frank's heavily pumped arms and pecs made it
very
difficult for him to get a good hold around Jack's waist in spite
of
how small and tight it was. Frank's shortness also placed his
face at
an even level with the bulk of Jack's silky ass muscles. Jack
immediately felt the advantage of this opportunity. As he began his
first triceps dip, He concentrated on relaxing his ass muscles as
much as possible considering the 460 pound burden they were helping
to support.

As Jack hoped, Frank's need to secure the best hold around jack
drove
his face deep into the muscle canyoned walls between Jack's
waiting
glutes making it harder for Frank to breath as they worked through
Jack's set. Frank's pecs completely filled the space between
the base
of Jack's ass and the bow of his flexed leg biceps. Their muscle
became suctioned together as Jack raised and lowered his legs
slightly on each succeeding dip forcing Frank's face further and
further into the meaty cliffs of his ass. jack began to roll his
glutes massaging Frank's face much in the same way Frank had done
against Jack's pecs.

By the fifteenth rep, Jack had successfully brought Frank to a state
of complete arousal. He continued to work on Frank's face as the
shorter man's punishingly huge cock was as trapped by jack's
thighs
as Jack's had been earlier. Noting the effect his ass
manipulations
was having on Frank's libido, Jack chose to concentrate on the
facial
massage rather than Frank's surging cock. Sweat rolled into the
opened crevasse of Jack's ass cheeks moistening Frank's face.
Frank
began to tongue the sweat reactively, licking the base line of
separated muscle between Jack's flexing glutes.

This action had the unanticipated result of stimulating Jack along
this sensitive part of his body. Frank quickened his tonguing actions
once he realized the effect his was having on Jack. Jack's cock
jumped and his balls began to beg for release. He needed to do
something quickly. Suddenly, Jack squeezed his ass muscles into solid
rock formations. Frank snapped his neck back pulling his face from
between the crushing vice-grip of muscle just in time.

The sudden motions had relieved Jack of the impending danger of
cumming but had also upset his balance in the exercise. He struggled
through one last rep before being forced off of the bars by the
uncontrollable swaying motions of their combined suspended body
weight. They fell to the floor together. Jack had completed 26 reps.
Frank had won the first round of exercises.

As they climbed from the floor, Frank hit Jack with the snarling
smile of victory. The look only made Jack all the more determined to
defeat Frank. Both men stood with their massively pumped bodies
heaving to draw in slow deep breaths. As a result of the first
exercise, their upper torsos were visions of muscle that were beyond
spectacular to see.

Jack's 75" chest glowed red with the flush of blood filling his
statuesque muscles. His huge dark nipples stood boldly projecting
from his lower pecs and were as thick and hard with aroused
stimulation as the end of his little finger. Line upon line of
fissured muscle quaked across the continental expanse of his
impressive, inviting pecs and knotted their way together into their
cabled connection with his 33" upper arms and bouldered shoulders.

Jack's long torso tapered like golden liquid muscle from the 75"
girth to his minuscule 31" waist line. Anchored solidly from the base
of Jack's flat-plated abdominal core was his beautifully hard 17"
cock. The red flush of it's painful state of arousal made it look
flaming hot next to the silky ivory of his lower torso. A pair of
heavy balls the size and color of small ripe apples swung richly
below his cock begging to be nibbled upon.

Frank's body cast an entirely different aura. What Frank yielded
in
height to Jack, he made up in sheer muscle volume and density. Frank
was completely aware of the impact that the sight of his pumped body
had on other men. In order to carry the same 460 pounds of muscle
with which each man was currently blessed, Frank's muscles had
evolved into monstrously massive giants of marble-hard meat.

Just the sight of his 78" diameter chest and upper back pumped to
their maximum power was enough to induce a lustful response from any
man, gay or straight. The globes of pec meat mounted onto his chest
were almost hand-thick and exuded a harrowing sense of strength and
power. He flexed his pecs as he breathed so that every fibrous cable
of infinitely lined meat was etched onto their surface. The
cantilevered overhang of stiff meat was so huge that his down-
pointing nipples were not even visible from the front and the shadow
they cast covered almost all of his unbelievably defined abs.

Frank was equally aware of the power of his arms. He briefly brought
them up into a threatening double biceps formation so that Jack could
see the level of muscle that he was challenging. His biceps separated
into several individual bundles of impacted balls of steely muscle as
the uppermost peak climbed all the way up to the bottom of his fisted
hands. Frank provocatively opened his fingers and began to stroke the
tops of his 36" rope-veined bicep monsters causing Jack's
hungering
cock to jump higher.

As if the scale of his voluntary muscle development wasn't enough
to
overwhelm any onlooker, there was also Frank's cock. At 18" long,
it
matched the largest of those possessed by any of the competitors. It
was also almost 3 ½" wide at the root with a 4" wide collar of
tender
meat describing the base of its flared crown. Frank's stunning
taper
from the richness of his 78" chest to his taunt 32" waist and his
shortness made his cock look even more phenomenal.

It had been enough time since the first exercise. Since Frank had won
the last round, he got to choose again. It was not a difficult
decision for him. Frank chose push-ups. The two men treated one
another to a final most-muscular pose as a challenge and stepped over
the a pair of waiting flat benches that had been placed parallel to
each other about 30" apart.

This time Frank waited until he knew that Jack was ready to mount him
before he got into position. Frank placed the palms of each hand near
one end of each bench and then slowly positioned his feet on each
bench as the far end so that the core of his massive body was
suspended above and between the two benches. Jack crawled on top of
Frank's shoulders with one leg hanging down on each side of
Frank's
neck.

With a final deep breath, Frank began to bend his arms permitting his
torso and Jack's riding body to drop in a controlled motion.
Frank
knew that both of them were probably still a bit tired from the dips.
Considering his more massive upper torso and arm size, coupled with
the shortness of the motion because of his shorter arm length, Frank
believed that he could prevail in these suspended pushups. He also
draw a great feeling of power from working his incredible back and
chest muscles.

Frank pumped through ten reps readily. It was a good choice of
exercise for him. Jack had time to work on the strategy for his turn
as he rode upon the back of Frank's impressive body. He could
feel
Frank's upper back muscles expanding and thickening against his
ass.
Jack's balls rested heavily on the back of Frank's neck in
the nest
created by the shallow triangle of space between his traps and upper
neck. Jack's cock rode the back of Frank's head. That proved
to be
Jack's issue with this exercise.

As Frank moved through each pushup, his head shifted down and up
slightly. His short hair rubbed coarsely and provocatively against
Jack's already begging cock. The tickling and pricking of
Frank's
stiff hair stroked the very sensitive underside of Jack's cock.
The
flexing action of Frank's traps massaged jack's balls at the
same
time. Jack leaned forward and tried to raise the base of his cock off
of Frank's massaging head but it was too powerfully hard to keep
aloft without causing Jack to loose his balance.

Frank was enjoying this exercise. He could feel the billions of
muscle fibers in his pecs and back being ripped apart and preparing
for renewed growth as he pummeled through rep after satisfying rep.
His shoulder and arm muscles begged defiantly to share in the
expansive opportunity of the workout. Frank carried Jack's hard
body
on his shoulders down until his feet touched the floor using that as
his signal to reverse the motion of his hungering body of muscle. The
muscle stimulation also translated into an increased hardening of his
immense cock. By the twenty-fifth rep, Frank could feel the lips of
the head of his power-charged cock licking the floor at the bottom of
each movement. The flooded strength of his cock acted like a brace
supporting the center of his body from collapsing and filling his
mind with erotic power.

By the thirtieth rep, Jack's eyes were tearing with anguish as he
fought to control his cock from exploding its load and Frank still
showed no signs of weakening. In desperation, a thought occurred to
Jack.. Locking his legs against Frank's upper chest, Jack arched
his
lower back forcing the back of his head down toward Frank's
sculpted
ass cheeks until, finally it rested on the great stone pillows of
meat. This caused his cock to sway up and away from Frank's head.
It
rose into the air like a great red tower glimmering in the harsh
reflective light of the room. This way, Jack was able to ride out the
remainder of the exercise until, at 47 reps, Frank's demanding
muscles finally yielded to exhausted failure with one final shutter.

As they switched position, Jack couldn't help but notice how
staggeringly pumped and swooningly dense all of Frank's endless
muscle looked. Jack knew it would take all of his concentrated effort
to match Frank's accomplishment. He was still angered by the
memory
of Frank's smirking, taunting face and worked to convert his
anger
into drive and conviction to succeed. Surprisingly, Frank chose to
ride the small of Jack's back with his legs draped down and
locked
under either side of Jack's brutally muscled waist. As he began
his
first pushup, Jack could feel the weight of Frank's balls pushing
against the upper reaches of his mounded ass muscles and his insanely
hard cock lodged on top of the closed walls of muscle between his
clenched gluteus muscles.

The lower positioning of Frank's body played havoc with
Jack's pained
midsection but made it considerably easier for his upper body.
Steeling his lower back and side muscles, Jack's sped through his
first fifteen reps. Jack loved the feel of his thick chest muscles
spreading wide at the bottom of the motion and constricting into
heavily fibered globes as he locked his arms straight at the top of
each rep. His huge shoulder muscles cut themselves into a stunning
array of corded meat rounding to bowling-ball size as they embraced
the exercise. The center muscles of his upper back billowed up along
Jack's spinal cord carving a straight canyon that was knuckle
deep.
His lats glowed like lighted fans formed out of moving hot lava.

Frank began to realize the mistake of his position selection almost
immediately as Jack's flexing glutes grabbed a pinching hold of
the
underside of his muscled cock shaft. With each reps, the piped length
of Frank's cock was sucked deeper and deeper between the vertical
walls of Jack's as cleavage. Jack did not need to try anything
special, the flowing actions of his ass muscle massaged Frank's
cock
with orgasmic inducing skill. Frank's muscles drew tensely flexed
as
he tried to fight the growing passion in his groin. His body shivered
with growing anticipation of spontaneous release. He needed to act.

Jack kept pumping away at both his pushup reps and Frank's
trapped
cock. By the thirty-fifth rep Jack was being driven through his reps
more by the knowledge of the affect his ass was having on Frank's
cock than by the great strength of his massive torso muscles. Then
Jack felt something strange. It seems that Frank had unlocked one
lower leg from its clutching hold around Jack's waist and was
stroking Jack's huge erection with his foot. Jack's cock
jumped with
excited response at the feeling. Both men worked to overwhelm the
other as sweat poured from Jack's challenged body.

Frank continued to toe the length of Jack's solid cock while
fighting
against Jack's rhythmic ass massage of his own cock. Then he
remembered the trick Jack had used on him and forced his back down
onto Jack's exploding muscle-back forcing his huge erection away
from
the dangers of Jack's flexing glutes. This did not preclude Frank
from continuing his own footed stimulation of Jack's throbbing
organ. Finally Jack could not take it anymore and, finishing one
last rep, had to stop before his cock was tripped to eruption. He had
no idea how close Frank was to cumming, but he knew that he could not
chance one more rep.

It was a tie. Jack was simultaneously relieved and embittered. He
would have defeated Frank if only he had forced himself through one
more rep. But, he could not have depended upon his cock to let him
finish that rep without fear of ultimate failure. Finally, Jack
smiled back proudly at Franks' beaming face. He concluded that it
was
better to have survived the challenge than to have accepted a battle
win but a loss of the war.

Both men were stunningly pumped. Their bodies were emblazoned with a
pronounced muscularity of mortifying proportions. Gargantuan chests
heaved and bouldered shoulders rippled with anatomically perfect
muscle as they both sucked in endless expanses of life-filling air.
Their arms were ripped and chiseled to shredded muscle so
staggeringly defined and large as to defy their mortal existence. The
individual muscles covering their upper leg mass were carved into
lined canyons of impenetrable meat yet their waists remained
provokingly small yet power-charged.

Where Frank's shorter stature pushed his muscles to
incomprehensible
proportions, Jack's glowed like red hot jewels. Above all, their
cocks had been pounded into deadly, inviting weapons forged in the
hearths of the god Vulcan. Precum ran freely from the drooling ends
of both stupendous erections and sweat polished their enriched
musculature to glaring brilliance.

Because there was no winner in round two, Frank, because of his
earlier victory, had the chance to choose the next exercise. He
pondered long and hard on this selection. Jack was proving to be a
formidable challenger and Frank had used his tow best exercises.
Frank eyed Jack's majestic looking for a discernible weakness.
Finding none immediately obvious on Jack's magnificently composed
body, Frank, once again, tried to focus on the advantages that his
shorter appendages and torso offered in the competition as he
announced that the next exercise would be bent-over rows.

The contraption itself was very unique. Frank climbed the metal
ladder onto the platform. Leaning forward, he laid his abdomen across
a cushioned steel tube directly below his naval with his feet placed
into straps on the platform floor. Frank's gigantic pecs hung
like
tow great globed chandeliers as he reached down with his arms to
grasp the steel bar far below. His lat.s spread out and forward
enveloping his sides creating a vast umbrella of muscle blocking the
ceiling light from reaching the floor below.

At the same time, Jack knelt on the swing seat sitting on the floor
with its loose chaining swinging up to the grasped bar below
Frank's
looming body Once ready, Frank inhaled deeply, tightening his back
and lifting the swing, along with Jack, from the floor. Frank's
insane musculature turned stone-solid as he hoisted Jack's hot
weight
and upward toward his floating pecs. As he did so, Frank's lats
and
back muscles shuttered with amazing power and brutal strength. The
massive back arced and rolled pulling the muscle-weight up until the
top of Jack's head came in contact with the opened line of
Frank's
stretched pec cleavage.

Frank lowered Jack to complete the first rep stopping just before the
swing seat touched the floor and then began to pull again to start
the second rep. Frank had been intrigued the first time he had seen
one of the other participants use this exercise. As he lifted
Jack's
aroused body up, Frank knew that the length of Jack's
over-charged
cock extended under the platform upon which he was standing. Frank
fought hard to arch his back at the top of each rep forcing
Jack's
body as high as possible. I doing this, he forced the top of
Jack's
painfully stiff cock up against the bottom of the unforgiving steel
platform.

The cocks that Frank had seen in action on this exercise before
weren't nearly as big and powerful as the immense cannons that
they
now possessed, so he could only imagine the pressures to which Jack
was now being subjected. Indeed, the pressure was great. Jack winced
as his body continued to be drawn upward in spite of the inability of
his trapped cock to move with him. Pain surged through the full
length of his tortured cock shaft and into his groin as the flat
platform worked to force his engorged cock downward. The upward
movement, and then the downward return, forced the top of his cock to
be dragged harshly along the underside of the perforated metal
decking.

In its aroused state, the friction of the motions acted like a great,
powerful stroking tool on the sensitive upper side of his massive
organ. The overall effect was jarringly erotic. Jack recognized the
danger of this exercise on his shuttering body almost immediately.
His vast muscles stiffened with orgasmic power as they grew visually
sharp and tremendously hard. It took several reps before he realized
that his focus against the dangerous stimulation had blinded him to
the opportunity staring him right in the face.

Frank's body was alive with flexing brilliance and his face
beamed
over his exercise selection and the effect he knew it was having on
his suspended competitor. He could feel the swell of his back muscles
as they drove through each growth-feeding rep. His awesome pecs
quivered with excitement as they were massaged by Jack's soft
curls
rubbing against their inner meat and his lats fed upon their own
working strength. Then a shocking shiver jolted his body as he sensed
the unexpected sensation tingling through his hotly excited cock.

Jack's well-practiced tongue tripped playfully along the
underside
of Frank's cock head and stiffed against the lips of the
Frank's
precum-dripping slitted opening. It was not only Jack's cock that
had
grown to massive proportions. Frank's arcing shaft was also long
enough to place his astounding cock head in a position of danger as
Jack's face drifted up immediately in front of it's bloated
presence
on each rep. The suspended chaining shook violently as Jack's
tongue
drew the desired reaction from Frank's flexing body.

Somehow the two massive muscle creatures realized that they were
engaged in one final, deadly challenge. It had been Frank's hope
to
bring Jack to a level of sexual release against the platform. He had
not counted on the effects of Jack's knowledgeable tongue on his
own
cock. If he were to stop the exercise movement now, then they would
exchange positions and he would have to endure the stroking friction
of the platform and Jack's cock was already doing a number on his
triggered cock. Jack grimaced through each rep as he fought the
dreadful battle not to succumb to the platform massage on his cock
while he focused his efforts on Frank's stunning cock.

The other three waiting musclemen could see that someone would have
to lose on this round. Their own cocks pushed the robing upward as
they grew to magnificent proportions in dreading excitement. Rep
after rep filled all four men with intoxicating excitement.
Frank's
flexing muscles were ablaze with marbled brilliance. Jack's
swinging
torso was chiseled to perfection by the erotic tension surging
through it. At the first eruption of cum, the three waiting
bodybuilders launched off of the stage to partake in the hotly
offered growth-producing meal.

Frank dropped the swing to the floor with the first groan of sexual
release and collapsed onto the webbed platform decking. Jack's
immense muscles contorted and rolled with stone-hard madness as his
cum rocketed from his crimsoned cock. The first river of cum soaked
the underside of the perforated deck and flowed through the openings
only to be swallowed up by Frank's desiring tongue. The cum that
dripped richly from the bottom of the platform was scooped off by
Craig, Stan and Bill and ingested as quickly as it was deposited.

The streaming cum continued to emerge from Jack's cannoned cock
and
began to spill onto the floor. The four hungry feeders gathered
around the pooling protein taking turns at sharing from its valued
richness. Jack's cock remained as vividly hard as the rest of his
stupendous body until well after the liquid servings were finished.
Since these men had been being bred for their juices as well as their
meat, the cream continued in an endless flow for over two minutes.
The four hungering musclemen lapped up every offered drop.

Within minutes the effects of Jack's enriching cum were being
felt
and seen over the four fed bodies. As the growing effects surged
inside the four bodies, they began to flex involuntarily. These
flexing actions pushed new size into the core of their impossibly
dense meat. Muscle fibers and bundles pushed against the paper-thin
skin as their muscular anatomies swelled.

Arms that had been 34" moments ago vibrated to 36". Chests, pecs and
lats exploded with new muscle as the flexing torsos moved to the 80"
diameter mark. Legs expanded to over 40" of boundlessly carved muscle
anchored atop 30" calf muscles. Mountains of sharpened gluteal
muscles glorified themselves to granite hard visions.. The bodies of
the four remaining paragons of muscle moved ever closer toward
impenetrable perfection as 30 new pounds of pure meat solidified onto
their beings taking them nearer to the level of 500 pounds of
precisely sculpted inhuman quality.

Then the cocks moved another giant step forward in prominence equal
with every other muscle. They pounded themselves to an average of 18"
columns of sensational manhood almost 4" wide and crowned with
immense, crimson head. Finally the time came when Frank was to get
his victory opportunity to release his painfully aroused cock.

As they all knew, a growth reversal would soon begin take control of
Jack's depleted body. It was just the way it was. Within a few
weeks
Jack would be back to his original size. The emotional effects would
be devastating at the least. This emaciation would continue until
Jack's weakened body ultimately surrendered its life. It was now
Frank's right, and, in a way, his caring obligation to help Jack
avoid this long, disruptive fate.

In the event of this occurrence, Jack had requested that it be a
private affair. Frank gently lifted Jack's spent but still
stunningly
muscled body into his arms and carried him into an adjacent prepping
room. A blanketed exam table waited for them. Jack rested his tired
head on top of one of Frank's immense pec muscles. His eyes
wandered
over the massive mountain of muscled man-tits as his longing hands
caressed the rock-hard, hot meat. Frank laid Jack on top of the
blanketing and stepped back to admire the great body one last time.

Upon Jack's request, Frank stepped back up to the side of the
table
and flexed his gargantuan muscles for Jack to enjoy. Jack raised his
torso on both elbows and turned so that he could taste as well as
explore Frank's endless musculature. Finally he nodded his
readiness
to Frank and laid back on the table. Jack's globed pecs heaved up
and
down as he drew in the last anxious breaths of anticipation.

Frank walked around to the bottom of the table bringing his
monstrously hard cock up to lick Jack's waiting asshole. He had
polished it to glowing brilliance with warming lubricating oils even
though this would not matter to Jack in the end. Frank wanted this
moment to be as painless, comfortable and swift as possible. There
was only limited time available before the enriching benefits of
Jack's ingested cum would protect Frank from the same emaciating
effects which doomed Jack.

Frank's magnificent cock was as hard and hot as the rest of his
monumentally muscled body. Slowly Frank embedded the vastness of his
cock head inside the groaning body of Jack. Jack's cock still
arced
high in semi-rigidity as Frank lifted his balls away for a better
view. Frank began to insert and withdraw only the first several
inches of his incredible cock feeling Jack's internal linings
massage
his massive organ. For several minutes the two joined in the rhythm
of a sensationally stimulating fuck.

Then Frank's victorious cock shaft swelled even more solid as his
balls announced their intention to launch their creamy load.
Frank's
amazing body shivered to fulfilled constriction as his cock crossed
to the point of no return. The hot cream sped through the vein-ribbed
cock shaft and exploded into Jack's hungering cock. A smile of
complete fulfillment shown on Jack's face just before Frank
smiled
back as he drove the full wealth of his erupting organ deep into
Jack's insides bringing an instant and painless end to Jack's
existence.

There were only four left. Four muscle creatures, one of whom was on
the verge of becoming a veritable muscle-god.