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You are.a great author. Could you do a cross over between the character from this story and old man Stevens as a wrestling match. Loser has his powers ripped off and is the sex slave.

CHAPTER II The two lovers are in a very amorous mood when Biff returns home, his muscles pumped after spending several hours in the gym. Timmy is very sexually charged after watching his boyfriend enter the room, remove his shirt, and bring him close to him. When Timmy reaches for Biff’s biceps, they continue their hot erotic dance and role-playing. “So fucking big and hard,” Timmy says under his breath, panting in lust for his lover and his enormous bulging muscles. He caresses the lean knots in Biff’s unflexed upper arm, as his hand then roams up to the bodybuilder’s defined deltoid striations. His excitement builds as his hand then falls down to Biff’s delt and bicep separation and to the thick cephalic vein on top of his award-winning 25-inch biceps. Timmy runs a finger up the vein and then kisses it giving an “mmm” sound. “You wanna feel it when it’s really huge, my little Dutch boy? When I flex my Mount Everest for just you?” Timmy looked up at Biff’s handsome cocky smile and nodded as he whispered an “Uh huh.” As Biff flexed his huge biceps to its beautifully shaped high peak, Timmy grabbed it with both hands feeling both the peak and triceps bottom of the handsome Mr. Olympia’s upper arm. The two lovers rubbed their dicks together in their frottage as Timmy kissed and licked the top of Biff’s flexed biceps. Biff then leaned down, meeting his lips to Timmy’s. They tongue-sworded, then deep-Frenched, as Timmy moaned in great several desire. And then he came, unable to suppress it any longer, moaning his orgasm loudly with his pants still on. Biff then lifted Timmy up, one arm under his knees and the other around his back and cradled Timmy to his hard bulging chest as Timmy reached both his hands around Biff’s neck. Biff looked down at Timmy, their eyes locking, and affectionately simply said, “My Timmy,” before the massively muscular bodybuilder kissed his handsome slender boyfriend again and brought him into the bedroom. Timmy had previously, half-jokingly, promised him a nice blowjob for his great accomplishment at the Mr. O, and the bodybuilder was about to get his ‘present’. But of course, Timmy will very much enjoy giving the present as well! As Biff slowly lowered Timmy onto the bed, Timmy kissed Biff’s striated pectorals, then each of Biff’s eight carved abdominals. Biff then stood up and removed his shorts. Biff is erect, with his “incalculably large penis” within Timmy’s reach. The slender model needs both of his hands to guide the bodybuilder-dick to his mouth. As Timmy sticks his tongue out to taste Biff’s pre, he looks up and sees Biff looking into their full-length mirror across the room at himself as he flexes his right arm’s winning biceps. Biff loves the muscular-size difference between him and his lover as it makes him feel even more powerful. He kisses the top of his Mount Everest peak. Timmy gets hard again, excited further by Biff’s cockiness as Mr. Olympia continues his assessment and love of his ripped muscular development. Timmy guides his lover’s dick to his lips again and the bulbous head of Biff’s huge manhood fills Timmy’s mouth as he begins sucking. “You’re doing good,” Biff said, then smiled to himself as he knows these were the exact words he’s used over the past decade perhaps a thousand times ‘at this same moment’ with other muscle-worshipers. Several minutes later Biff is in orgasm with his semen being swallowed by his boyfriend who does not miss a drop. When Biff withdraws, the bodybuilder then lowers his lips to Timmy’s for an “I love you” kiss. This is something that Biff never did ‘at this same moment’. * Several days later, on a crystal-clear morning, Biff’s mother comes for a day-visit with the couple. She and Biff’s dad had come down from their home in New Jersey and were staying with Biff’s sister and brother-in-law up in Boca Raton. Biff greets her at the door, and they start their conversation in Italian, where they usually go when they’re being affectionate with one another. Biff asks his mother how she is as he gives her a kiss, “Mamma, come stai?” She responds with “Stai bene,” telling him she’s fine. He nods to her that so is he. The doting son starts to show her around the apartment and when she sees the magnificent views of the city on one side and the ocean and Intracoastal on the other from their high floor, she says, “Ah que bella vista,” and she quickly walks out onto the balcony. Timmy comes out of the bedroom and Biff quickly goes out to get her, telling her he wants to introduce her to someone very special in his life. She walks back into the living room with him and when she looks at Timmy, she appears stunned by how handsome he is. “Ciao bello,” she greets him with a flattering admiration of his good looks, accentuating the ‘bello.’ “Come ti chiami?” she asks his name. “Inglese Mamma, per favore,” Biff asks her to speak in English. And he’s annoyed at her also because he knows that he had told her his name on the phone already. “Buongiorno, Signora Stevens. Mi chiamo Timmy,” she gets in a very surprising response from her son’s boyfriend. “Ahh bravo, Timmy,” she says smiling at him warmly in congratulations at answering her in Italian, despite her son’s request for English only. She then looks at Biff and scrunches her face as if to scold him and to indicate that he should mind his own business with the language thing. Biff is amused at his mother’s reaction and surprised and proud of Timmy’s answer. She and Timmy hug in greeting and she looks at Biff and remarks, “We gotta fatten him up. He’s too ‘tin’,” she says in her mostly Jersey accent now. All three laugh, but then Biff says, “I love him just the way he is.” Timmy’s face turns red from that, the first time he hears Biff telling someone about the love they’ve already expressed for each other many times. He remembers back to the movie “Swept Away,” the 1974 film directed and screen-written by Lina Wertmuller. Biff’s mother seems exactly like the beautiful middle-aged blonde character who’s seduced by Giancarlo Giannini. The trio are instantly chatting over some drinks, then lunch, and then more drinks. They show “mamma” the video from the Mr. O contest, then mom and son gossip with Timmy about some cousins. Timmy’s happy that their meeting with Biff’s mom is going so well. And he sees firsthand that Biff is very close with her, which says a lot about his boyfriend’s character in Timmy’s book. * It’s late in the afternoon and Timmy excuses himself as he has several things he needs to do. He wanted to let Biff have some quality time with his mom, and he had also promised his best friend, Pete, a get-together. He thought that this was perfect timing, since he would also now have his quality time with Pete, who he hadn’t seen on a one-on-one basis in several months. He first spoke with his agent about some upcoming modeling gigs, then gave a call to Pete to make the evening’s arrangements for dinner. * Biff and his mother continue their amicable yammering, but soon a very sore subject comes up when Biff asks his mother why his father didn’t come also. Biff’s dad wouldn’t join the mother for the visit, he’s told by his mom. “I’m sorry, my sweet bambino. You know, he’s very old-fashioned and he still thinks that being gay is a sin. And, well, it’s so hard to say this, but he became so vulgar yesterday when we were talking about us coming today. He was going into a little detail on what gay men do sexually together, and he said it was just too much for him. He then told me that he wasn’t going to come with me today.” “He lives back in the stone age,” she continued. “Well, from more than fifty years ago anyway. He just can’t help it. It was his upbringing. You’ve heard about the difficulty your dad and I had with his family when we first started dating. And then when we announced we were getting married! Madonna Mi! When we finally planned on marrying in his church, his family finally came around to accepting me. Just like your father WILL with you and Timmy. Just give him a little time. Pazienza.” It hurt Biff to hear all this, but a good part of him was not surprised. And he always appreciated his mother’s total honesty with him. He did have a closeness with his dad when growing up through his teenage years. And it was his father who encouraged his bodybuilding, though saying that it would “make more of a man of him.” But he knew his dad was raised with very conservative mores and it would just take him a while to maybe come around and accept him for the way he is.

Thank you! I had so much trouble finding it without the name.

Amazing chapter

Uncle Ryan - Extra Cap 02 - Ryan 02 Ryan was in front of the mirror of his wardrobe, he was still choosing what to wear for to have breakfast and go to his new client, Mr. Smith, down in Port Valley. When he heard the door of his room open, and turning around he saw his brother well, sweaty, panting and with a look somewhere between shocked and worried on his face! "Ryan! Are you still here?" Ben asked not sure if his brother had already left or not. Ryan comes out of his wardrobe still naked and immediately goes to his brother, answering him and curious about his old brother's panting and the obvious concern in his voice. " What's going on Ben, what's wrong? Why are you breathing so hard?" - " Ho Ryan, luckily" the brother begins in a clear state of embarrassment, shock and fear "I was in my room, I was sleeping..and...and I was woken up by my cock at full force!" Ryan's right eyebrow raised, anticipating a loud laugh, "hahahhaha...well Ben, you're a little old to not know this stuff!" Ryan said jokingly. "oh Ryan! don't you understand!?!?" Ben said, getting nervous at the evidence of his brother react. At this point Ryan seemed to be the confused one now. "Well...listen I still have to have breakfast, and then go to a client, I've had a reflection like this for over 15 years now and since 1 when I started bodybuilding again even better....my bathroom can testify... I don't understand, sorry, explain to me, ok?" "This hasn't happened to me in years Ryan! over 10 years!" - "...over 10 years...???" repeats Ryan as if in a trance, making his brother Ben sit on his bed he approached him and said "but...you're married Ben, how is it possible...what..." "Don't you understand??" Ben said with tears in his eyes "She's just been castrating me this whole time Ryan! And after what....transformed me..into this....into this monster....it made me reborn!" - At these words, Ryan hugged his brother, aware that his brother Ben would finally change, not only in body but also in mind. “I'm glad you came to talk to me, sorry if I was a dick to you.” Ryan said to his older brother who smiled back and calmed down. "And there's one more thing!" - Ben said, heartened and more confident "I think I cummed three or four times last night, my bed was full of sperm and I dreamed all night about huge bodybuilders and something inside me..." - "..inside you want me to become bigger than them?" Ryan concluded, turning to his brother and winking. "Yes!" she almost screamed well... "...is this wrong? I'm sick right?" Ben said, returning to being the little man under his wife's thumb for a few moments. Then Ryan stood up, and confidently said, "Ben, look at me!" - making Ben jump and he obeyed with a mixed expression of submission and curiosity. “Ben! Do you really think this is wrong, that being like this, that I am sick?” saying this he began a routine of poses completely naked which showing off all his massive bodybuilder muscles, thick middle abs, beefy, strong arms and legs, bulky, wide shoulders, round big ass, powerfull calves. Ben's eyes went from watering to opening along with his mouth in a mixed state of admiration, lust, and shock, his brother was a muscle god! the show was incredible for Ben, he had seen the photos, and some videos secretly from his wife on YouTube, but what he saw now live, it was incredible, it was pure masculinity, pure power, real muscles, a real muscle god. he felt completely absorbed by it all, he felt that the muscles he had just developed were nothing but a small thing, he felt himself throbbing and wanted to be like Ryan, maybe more...? ""What do you think Ben?" said Ryan, at the end of the little show, sweaty and with a subtle grin on his face, "Wow..." was all Ben could say. "Well thank you...and thanks also for appreciating!" - saying this Ryan pointed to the white puddle of sperm on Ben's feet, the older brother had cum without touching himself, but only f rom his brother's desire. "oh Ryan...I...." he said in new embarrassment, Ben. "hahaha don't worry bro, you don't know how much I like it! And then we're among men!" Saying this, Ryan took his cock in his hands again and gave it two good pulls, making Ben look at him and make him swallow, as if eager to understand what the sem of a god tasted like. "Come here Ben!" the young Ryan said dominantly, and continued by saying ":..touch the body you could have, that you deserve!" Well, Ben hypnotically, stood up, with his cock erect again and dripping with semen, towards the god of muscles in front of him. “Ryan, you're so fucking big, I don't know what's happening to me, but I want so, so much more! I want to be like you, I can feel that power, that strength!” - Ben said, moving closer to the giant, his hand moved towards his erect cock, starting to masturbate, while with his left hand he brought a finger closer to Ryan's bulbous cock head and took a drop of precum, and inhaled it, giving it to Ryan an idea. He was about to touch his muscles when Ryan said: "You're pretty swollen too Ben, and you don't lack musculature, why don't we play with that, and the prize will be the juice, like when we were kids?" "...you mean with wrestling?" - Ben said curiously and excitedly - "Yes Ben, let's go down to the gym, I have everything you need, if you manage to knock me down, you will have much more than a stolen drop... what do you think?!?!" - he winked. "Oh ...wow...but Andreew...if he wake-up?" - reply Ben followe he naked brother in the gym, but Ryan replied not to worry, his young nephew was a very deep sleeper, he certainly wouldn't wake up for such a short time. Both wear shorths and their guinea tee. "You take top position. If you get me on my back, the cum is yours." Ryan waited on the mat like a rodeo bull as his brother stood up and shook himself off. He stood over Ryan and reached across him to lock his arm on his Ryan's left side. But Rryan's broad back was so thick and wide that Ben had to lean halfway over him to reach his armpit. Ryan's body felt like it was made out of marble. "GO," said the Ryan once his brother locked his hold. Ben pulled and pulled and pulled on the massive musclegod. His old brother didn't budge an inch. "I said GO," Ryan said. Ben pulled with all his might, but his 230lbs was no match for his heavily bulked up 320lb massive young brother. Ryan reached back and grabbed Ben's arm with one hand, lifting him into the air, then slamming him down to the mat, pinning him with one thick burly hand. Ben struggled against the powerful arm, to no effect. Ryan sat down on brother's chest, with just enough weight to hold him pinned but not crush his ribcage. "Looks like that you will be left without the cum that you like so much for awhile," he said, hoping to use that time to whip his brother into the man he wanted him to be. "Get off me, you fat fuck," said Ben. Ryan's face darkened. He stood up, but as he did so, he grabbed Ben around the neck and lifted him up with him. He stood his Bro on his feet, then let go of his neck. "You think this is fat, boy?" the Ryan said, exposing his poweful muscualr body. "Go ahead and punch it. This solid rock abs is harder than anything you ever felt. And this body gives me power beyond anything you can dream of." Saying this, he struck a Front Double Biceps pose that brought out hundreds of veins everywhere and increased the size of every muscle in his already huge body. The skin stretched out tight and shiny over it. Ben backed up, conflicted by his feelings of love and hate for the huge powerhouse of a man standing in front of him. Part of him wanted to jump into his arms and ask for forgiveness for being such a dickhead for the past years and asking for forgiveness and mercy for what had to be said and just wanted to thank him for what he had given him. But another part of him wanted to hit the guy over and over for being so pompous and superior. "Come on," said the young man, "don't be a pussy. Give me your best shot." That pretty much decided it for Ben. He had backed up as far as the weight rack. He reached behind his back and picked up a 25lb dumbbell. He whirled it around in front of him, and tossed it at his Ryan's gabs. It landed square on the big thickly strong, then bounced off and fell to the ground. They both looked at it as it rolled away. Ryan hadn't even budged. He reached up and grabbed the straps of his guinea tee and pulled them over his soccer ball sized delts. Then he ripped the shirt in two and tossed it off him, exposing his entire hulking torso. "That all you got?" he said to his old brother as he took a step toward him. Ben reached around and grabbed the 35lb dumbbell. He had to use both hands to throw it. It bounced off his Ryan's abs with a thud. Then Ryan leaned over and picked up the weight. He put one beefy hand on each end of the dumbbell, then began to press inward. His torso bulged with thickening muscle as he pressed down on the weight. Veins popped out on his 22" neck, and across his chest and delts, and into his arms, feeding them with power and more power. The handle of the dumbbell began to crumple in like an accordion. Ryan pressed in on the weights until the handle was flattened to the thickness of a penny and the plates touched in the middle. He dropped the crunched up iron to the floor, and looked at himself in the mirror. He'd never looked more jacked up. Every thick brute muscle on him was ruddy and pumped. He did a most muscular pose and watched in amazement as his traps rose up behind his neck like two thick bridge cables. He felt like he had the strength of 20. "Ryan" said the kid, "I don't know what happened, I just lost it...." Ryan looked at his old brother, then waddled over him,took his big erect cock, which was roaring inside his shorts for free use, brought it to his brother's mouth. grabbed his head, and dropped the cum into is inside his dry mouth. Sweat ran down his huge torso. "Here you go, bro. Take the cum. You don't have you don't really have to beat me to get what you want." Ben she took a good suck from Ryan's virile member, savoring its hardness, size and taste. "I shouldn't expect you to be like me." Ryan said as he gets sucked by his brother, thinking back to how Ben was changing. "That's just it," said the Ben "I ache to be like you, but I know I never will be." Rayn grabbed his old brother around the back of his neck and pulled him into his solid torso. "Don't repeat this to anyone, Ben, but I was a skinnier little twerp than you remember?" "No you weren't," said Ben. "Oh yeah I was. Now look at me." Ryan flexed his right arm, which had swollen to a thick gnarly 24"s of peaked muscle. Ben put his hands on the powerful arm. "I could never be this big," he said. "Sure you could," said Ryan "In fact, let's see if we can get you even bigger." Having said that, Ryan gave one last shot of his juice, said goodbye, he was really ready to go. His brother would have remained with his son for a certain amount of time, and who knows this would have increased his esteem and improved his new transformation. Ben for his part, felt like a completely new man, it was time to workout, it was time to grow, it was time to change.

Spin them off into another story or series is what I would do. Someone once told that it is hard to keep readers' attention past 10,000 words and that's usually the max I aim for. But if you have a great character, write a story for each of his adventures: George in the Jungle, George at the Beach, George in the Outback, George Takes On the Big City, etc.

Thanks so much for the answer, @arpeejay. But what do you do if you still have way to many scenes at the end of the day?

Grrrr, O , from !

It's very easy to write yourself into a corner and I have done so many times. I finally figured out that it helps to have an ending in mind. I don't write the ending first (although I have been tempted to do so) but any more I generally know where I want to end up with a story. Then it's just a matter of getting there without getting lost in the weeds. In other words, I at least subconsciously ask myself "is the chapter I am working on currently moving me towards a conclusion?"

@muscleaddict Any tips on writing short stories? I just keep adding stuff to it. (Goes out to all the other great writers on here as well! @londonboy @Broody @arpeejay @TQuintA )

Oh yes - you haven't lost the touch!

Arthur the Young titan ?

Grrrr my Swedish Kapten!

Awwwww shucks! Cheers mate!!!

Now Archie needs to write a story for the Muscle Fiction Forums where Cody writes a story for the Muscle Freak Forums and the likes of MuscleJohnny, dreamerlad and RobBear leave comments.

I'd actually forgotten about the fact this is an attempt at a story in an American setting with American characters. Hopefully it feels pretty authentic and if it doesn't - Archie wrote it, not me. You might be in luck there!

It’s an Inception of Muscle!!!!a Mucleception

A good imitation of the friendly bear! At least as far as I, as a non-native English reader, am able to discern. I repeat myself, but I will express my appreciation of stories in a British setting, even when they are about a British protagonist writing about a US setting. I'm very excited every time you write about Ozzie, Alfie or Archie.

Absolutely!

May I ask, @muscleaddict: Is "BobBear" supposed to be a wink to @Bjort?

Thanks, MuscleJon - oops, I mean Joe.

This is amazing. I love all the references. It’s for everyone

Ben's Dominat side has been aweaken and he loves every bit of it,

Whoawoooooow cannot wait for this. Hopefully seths mother will be accepting. And joey gets a birthday full of surprises