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You can never go wrong with a cliffhanger, I say! 😁 Awesome stuff, Dennis! I always love reading stories set at big bodybuilding shows. 

Awesome concept... a story about chaos, and that's what you  (muscleaddict) might be creating here, with readers confusing fictious ArchieLovesMuscle, and all his commenters, with real MG profiles. 

“Where is Builder’s Road located at again, Dorian?”  “Are you still on Highway 69, Frankie?”  “Uh, well my GPS on my phone says that I am.”  “Heh, you should find a sign that I put up for you to turn down a gravel road.”  After a couple of minutes, the beefy 33-year-old from Indiana finally thinks he found the place he is looking for.  “Oh, haha. I see it now friendo. You really do live back in the holler.”  “It is a home. I do what I can do with what I have.”  “I guess I will see you in a few then.”  “I will be waiting.”  After driving down the isolated road for what seemed like several miles in his white van, Franklin Beavan arrives at his destination. He immediately notices the big arch that is over top of his friend’s fence in property, which says Delbarton. A very hunky and well-built man wearing a tight V-neck t-shirt, blue jeans with a large black belt and a big buckle with a big cat of some kind on it, and brownish-black boots stands in the gate. He is taking a few photos for his social media account it looks like.  He has his big meaty arm gripping the arch and is flexing it, making his top beg for mercy. He starts smiling when he sees Frank’s van pulling up. The man also has a thick, well-manicured blondish-red beard, which is draped down over his big chest. His pecs are barely concealed beneath his shirt as his nipples poke through his top. He stops filming on his phone to talk to his friend.  “Hey there Frankie, I am so stoked to see you here. The road pulls around to where my Ram and F-150 are at. Just Park your van by them.”  “Okay, I will see you soon.”  “Oh, you definitely will.”  After driving for a few more minutes and marveling at how huge Dorian’s property is, he finds a spot beside the hunk’s trucks and shuts his engine off. The beautiful beast gets there around the same time, which stuns Frank.  “Whoa, you really booked it Dorian.”  Breathing a bit heavy, the 245 pound, 29-year-old, 6’0 beauty knocks on his van door.  “Open up Frankie. I have to hug you because I have wanted to meet you for months.”  “Okay bud. Just give me a few seconds. Haha so impatient.”  “Hey...don’t you sass me, Frankie. You see these guns.”  Dorian starts flexing his 20” beasts as they slightly tear his sleeves. Frank can hear the fabric stretching.  “Damn dude, no need to go alpha on me.”  “Open your door!”  Frank unlocks his driver’s side door and opens it. Dorian gets up on the step to him and reaches in to give his friend a big hug. He starts rubbing on his beefy friend’s back slowly and then pushes him into his sweaty chest. He can hear Frankie sniffing him and he grunts.  “Hmm...you definitely smell good. I approve.”  He puts one of his thumbs up in the air. Dorian laughs as he flexes his biceps into Frank’s sides. He groans a bit.  “Whoa Dorian. Take it easy. I am not as strong as you are. You don’t have to prove your alphaness to me. I am fully aware that you are a manly man.”  The bearded hunk stops hugging him and looks him in the eyes.  “Haha, you are so funny Frankie...and really good looking...and... mmm...I like that you are wearing this plaid shirt. Come down from the van.”  Dorian grasps one of his hands and pulls him down from the vehicle. He gets a better look at Frank’s complete outfit which includes a pair of Skechers and blue jeans to accentuate his blue plaid and a gold chain around his neck.  “Give me the chain. You don’t need to wear that.”  “Hey, I happen to like that...”  The hunk reaches around his neck to unclasp it and takes it off to put it in his own jeans pocket. He smiles down at his 5’9, 180-pound partner, and grips his ass with his two big hands.  “You will have to get it from my pocket now.”  “Uh...well that isn’t very fair is it. I mean...”  Dorian leans down and starts to slowly kiss Frank’s lips. His thick beard envelopes the unsuspecting man’s mouth and chin like a blanket, which sends a surge of energy to his brain among other areas of his body. He puts his arms around the hunk’s torso and holds on as Dorian picks him up and puts his legs around his waist. They both softly moan as they continue to kiss each other. They do this for several minutes, noticing that the sun is starting to go down, and eventually stop to look at it.  “MMM...heh...Frankie this is why I had to meet you. I have been wanting to kiss you and hold you for so long. Look at that beautiful sunset over there. We can do this every night if you want to out here.”  Dorian is now slowly grinding Frank’s crotch as he starts to run his beard all over his friend’s exposed chest, which is visible since he left his plaid shirt open due to the heat on his way to the ranch. He is starting to moan as the hunk leans in to kiss his hairy skin and run his tongue along Frankie’s neck.  “Oh, damn Dorian...I wasn’t expecting you to be so...mmm...friendly already. I... uh...I think maybe you are moving a little too fast.”  The bearded beauty with short ashy colored hair on his head thinks he might be right.  “Umm...heh...you are right Frankie. I got so excited. Sorry about that baby. I would put you down, but you would see how incredibly aroused I am.”  “I don’t care about that Dorian. Maybe after a couple of days I can explore that beauty.”  The beautiful hunk slowly puts him down as his bulge is in full view. Frank can hear Dorian groan as he hears something rip beneath the muscular man’s jeans. It is very clear that the beast is quite big. The smaller man moves over to the fence to put his arms on top of one of the slats and stares off at the sunset. Dorian gets behind him and puts his arms around Frankie’s waist to hold him against his huge abs.  “I know you heard that cutie. I am wearing a pair of posers underneath my jeans and they just broke, heh. I may be getting a bit handsy with you, but I can really feel such a strong connection with you.”  “I have definitely noticed that and yeah, I did hear it. Why are you wearing posers?”  Dorian is now leaning up against Frank’s back.  “Don’t laugh, but I was going to make a short video in them before you got here at the gate over there.”  “Ah, I remember that you said you competed a few times.”  “Yep, and I finished top three too. It was really a lot of fun. Maybe I will do it again sometime soon.”  He is flexing his arms along Frankie’s sides again. He is also kissing his neck as his friend softly moans.  “You are really trying hard to make me submit to you. I find that incredibly hot.”  Frank is trying to put his left hand in Dorian’s left pocket. The hunky beast adjusts his big cock in the same direction and is flexing it as it attempts to enter the pocket. The 33-year-old feels it throbbing wildly as he tries to get the chain. The big beast moans in his ear as he tries to stop him from getting it. They both laugh as they tussle playfully for a few minutes. The two men are really enjoying themselves.  “Oh Frankie...I think you are right. I shouldn’t rush things. You are keeping up with me really well though and I really like it. The chain is staying in the pocket though.”  He pulls his friend’s hand out of his pocket and clasps it as he grabs the other one and does the same. He puts his friend’s hands on the fence and starts kissing his neck again. He slowly humps on Frankie’s backside and moans deeply as he feels his chest heaving.  “Mm... The testosterone is making me get a nice pump baby. You are seriously making me lose control.”  He quickly turns his partner around so he can watch Dorian’s pecs as they start to grow out of his shirt. He is still holding Frank’s hands in his as the green irises in his eyes stare lustfully into his friend’s blue ones. He is licking his lips and trying desperately to control his urges. His teeth are now clenched.  “Uh...baby...I am really trying. This has happened maybe one or two other times in my life. I guess I will have to say goodbye to this shirt...”  He grunts as his big furry mounds shred the fabric down the front. He lets out a few roars as his back splits his shirt along his incredible deltoids. Frank is stunned to see Dorian getting bigger and it turns him on greatly. He softly says to the hunky bodybuilder, “Let go so I can feel them, Dorian.”  The horned-up beast does as Frank starts to massage each thick furry balloon with his hands. He can see how much agony his big friend is in as he makes really shrieky, animalistic sounds and his eyes widen. He finally leans up to kiss him on the lips which instantly makes Dorian grab him and take him over to a hay bale. He tears his tattered top off and slings it underneath him and onto the bale.  He then starts to quickly pull Frank’s jeans off forcefully, as well as his boxers, to start slurping on his friend’s cock. His incredibly tight jeans, which are barely able to contain his monstrous legs are unbuckled, pulled down, and tossed to the side. He grunts as he slowly moves up and down on Frankie’s 7” tool.  “AHH...FUCK YES BEAST MAN! You are so freaking good at making me feel welcome.”  “You have no fucking idea how much I need you right now, baby. You fucking grew me and made me lose control. Rarely has another man done that to me.”  He growls as he starts to taste some of Frank’s precum. His own cock has started to leak all over the ground as he slowly strokes himself. He eventually stops sucking on his partner’s tool and sits him up to look at his face again.  “Are you ready Frankie? I know you wanted to wait, but I can’t help myself anymore.”  He then moves himself in position of Frank’s hole and starts pushing himself inside.  “I... uhm...mmm...you are really big...but I fucking LOVE the feeling of your big manly chest rubbing up against me daddy.”  “RRAAWWHH! You called me daddy! I will take good care of you Frankie. Don’t you worry about that.”  He picks him up in his arms and plants his lips on his partner’s. His beard once again envelopes Frank’s face as he feels himself sliding further inside his friend’s body. They are now both grunting loudly as they continue to kiss each other passionately. After a few minutes of grinding, Dorian can feel his load starting to move into his cock. They both yell in pleasure as he fills Frankie with his boys, thrusting several times as he gasps for air.  “Breathe beast man. I don’t need you to die on me from exhaustion.”  The now 260-pound hulk looks at him and laughs as he finishes pumping him full of his white river. He pulls his 10” cock out and lays Frank back down on the hay bale. He starts to run his tongue on his 180-pound partner’s beefy chest, licking his nipples and glides his tongue down to start playing with his cock again.  “I am feeling so good, baby. I will be even happier when you feed me your cum.”  He vigorously starts stroking Frankie, making him squirm as the sweat pours down his chest and legs in the warm evening air. Feeling his cock twitching after a few minutes, Dorian starts making ‘heh heh’ noises as he opens his mouth to start catching some of his buddy’s spunk on his tongue. The thick frothy milk hits him in the face a few times as Frank moans loudly.  “MMM...YEAH BABY! Feed your daddy...my beard could use some moisturizer.”  “Ha ha...mmm...I think I am definitely falling for you Dorian...you make me cum so hard...”  Dorian laughs as another jet hits his left eye. He gulps on Frank’s cock and growls tasting it flowing down his throat. He grips his friend’s arms to keep him stationary and enjoys making him writhe in pleasure. He continues to slurp on Frankie’s tool for the next several minutes.  “Look at my face Frankie.”  The smaller man moans as he sees how drenched Dorian’s face is, cum dripping off his beard and cheeks. The huge muscular beast licks his cock a few more times before stopping and picking him up in his arms again. They stare at each other lustfully and kiss once more. They finally stop as Dorian takes him over to his van to put him down.  “I hope you know baby boy; you have done yourself in with me. You made me lose my composure and I pumped you full of my alpha seed. You are probably going to have a fun night because I may or may not have done something to you.”  “What do you mean by that?”  “Heh, well I think you will find out later tonight. If it is okay with you, I would love to be there when you might feel a bit weird.”  “Umm...okay? Does this involve me possibly growing big and beautiful like you?”  Dorian smiles as he walks around to the back of the van to open it. He starts taking stuff out and putting it on the gravel road. He motions for Frank to come over to him.  “I think you may have already figured it out. I did this to one of my exes several years ago and well...he didn’t enjoy it very much. I couldn’t get enough of his huge muscles, but he was not receptive to it whatsoever. Our relationship wasn’t the same after that and we broke up. I hope you are more willing to accept it baby.”  Frankie remembers that he is not wearing any pants and feels his cock getting hard. The huge beast notices and moans as he watches it get bigger beside his huge hairy quads. He then runs his fingers along the cockhead, feeling drops of precum hit them as he pulls his partner close to him.  “OH, FUCK FRANKIE! It is already starting. I guess we won’t have to wait too long after all.”  As the moon rises in the sky, the beefy 33-year-old groans and looks incredibly dazed as he leans back on his van and stares intensely into Dorian’s eyes. His cock has grown to over 9” and is incredibly veiny and swollen. He can feel his back cracking as his body starts rising up against his vehicle. He sighs as his quads and chest start inflating. He loves every minute of it.  “YES...I want to get huge like you Dorian. You deserve a beefcake as your partner, and I want to be that himbo.”  Frank takes his shirt off and grunts feeling his arms getting huge, pumping his hands, making his forearms flex as they bulge to twice their size. Dorian is now rubbing his friend’s expanding triceps and biceps in his hands, squeezing them as they tense. He growls as he pushes his chest up against Frankie’s widening pectorals, loving the feeling of them touching his own. Their nipples are now touching each other.  “There is no one else in the world right now but us baby. You are turning into the perfect beast, but I want you to get even bigger for me.”  The growing himbo, now feeling a beard on his face, with a hint of silver strewn about, kisses him on the lips as they both embrace, now of nearly equal height.  “MMM...I feel so fucking big already Dorian. Can you make me bigger?”  “OH YES BABY! I want you to be bigger than me and you will be in just a couple more minutes. All I have to do is imagine it and it will happen.”  Frankie can feel his cock growing again as he looks down and sees it stretching down to the ground. His back cracks once again as he gets even taller and is close to the top of his van now. He closes his eyes and starts laughing as his muscles inflate even larger and his Skechers disintegrate under the weight of his feet. Dorian licks his lips as he sees his friend transform into what he thinks is his ideal mate.  “YEAH FRANKIE...huge beastly legs...gargantuan pecs...unfathomable biceps...massive cock...a perfect ass...roidy abs... easily 6’6 I am guessing...an intoxicating scent might I add...YEAH...you are my perfect man now!”  Now with a much deeper voice, the older hulk looks down at him and starts to run his own hands all over his furry chest. He then picks Dorian up with ease.  “This was your plan all along, wasn’t it?”  “Not so soon baby...but I don’t think it was a bad decision.”  “You are absolutely right Dorian. I can only think about growing myself and you from now on. Will my cum do anything to you?”  The bearded 29-year-old smiles at him and says, “Baby...under this moon...I can get bigger if I want to. I am just letting you enjoy your newfound godhood for now. Your cum doesn’t have to do anything to me because I can get even bigger if...I... want...to...HEH!”  Dorian growls as he starts to grow again surpassing Frankie in height and muscularity. It is clear that this might last for quite a while.  “OH, ha-ha now I get it. You are just being nice to me. I can see why you have a ranch out here because you can...eerr...MMM...YYEESS...”  The two swelling behemoths start wrestling around with each other as they eventually top out at over 8’ tall and 500 pounds each. They realize that they should probably stop when it gets close to morning.  “So, I am guessing this wears off?”  “It does baby, but you had fun didn’t you?”  “MMM...absolutely. Will I go back to looking like a slob though?”  “WHAT!? No...I will help you learn how to control how you look. Over time, you will be able to stay looking like a competitive bodybuilder and be the envy of the mortal lot.”  “Ah, well how about now?”  “Sure...we should invite a few of our friends out here now. The more hunks, the better.”  “Let me look in my contacts then, Dorian.”  “OH YEAH! This is going to be too much fun.”