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Ryan had gained a new admirer and a new enemy. Things will get interesting for him

Glad you liked my "Easter egg" mention regarding one of your great stories, MA. And thank you so much for your wonderful and kind compliment, as well as your general support and encouragement with my foray into writing here on the forum. The concluding Chapter 4 should be posted soon.

Very hilarious, indeed!

Really like how cocky he writes him off as

Oh the possibilities! . And that Illustration!!! . Loves me a tight “vest” on bulging muscles . Thank you so much for the comment nod too mate. Much too kind! . Can’t wait for story number three!

HAHA!! Mate - I almost fell off my chair reading this! Thank you for referencing one of my stories, mate - I feel honoured! Fantastic entry to the story, mate. I like how you're mixing the sexual/hot muscle worship stuff with more grounded, relationship elements. I have to be honest, I feel like this story should be getting. a lot more comments! It definitely deserves it. It's still very new though so hopefully that will increase in time!

Want Ben and Sam to fall in love

Uncle Ryan - Extra Cap 06 - Ryan 03 Finally the two brothers were on the same page again, after years of Ben's insecurities and Ryan's distance. So after having a hearty breakfast of eggs, cereal, protein pancakes and fruit, Ryan headed to his van to go to the Mr. Smith, down in Port Valley. As Ben said goodbye and headed to the gym in the basement. Mr. Smith's villa was the largest and most luxurious in the whole of Port Valley, Ryan had been sought by the rich clothing industry tycoon to completely renovate his personal gym in the best possible way, with heavy, modern and best equipment that money could buy. Regarding the draft order and the quote, Ryan wonders curiously how a man who was now in his 80s had the desire for such a gym at home. In their conversation on the phone not only Mr. Smith had been adamant that Ryan should take care of it but that everything should be done as quickly as possible. He looks at himself in car the mirror, a fix to his hair, a smile ready to conquer his client, a sigh that made his huge chest swell, and he was ready to face the rich client! he arrived at the video intercom, where he was given instructions to enter and where to park. Ryan left his SUV near the entrance, as he had been told, and headed with a confident and quick step towards the entrance doors but he had no time to ring before they opened wide revealing a large, luxurious and elegant entrance. A small figure came towards him and said: "Welcome Ryan! It's nice to see you in person, I'm Roy Smith, the owner, welcome to my humble abode!" - things with his warm and persuasive voice, Roy SMith was no taller than 5', rotund, with a funny button nose and short white hair with small mustaches stretched out on the sides of his chubby round face. Ryan was really surprised both by the warm welcome, but also by the figure that was completely different from how he had imagined it from their phone calls that they had exchanged and from how sociable the rich industrialist was. "Did you have a good trip coming here? Did you find it difficult to find the house?" - said the little man. "Everything's fine, Mr. SMith, thank you" Ryan replied immediately who found it really curious how the man was looking him up and down as if evaluating his size and the difference with him. "Oh, call me Roy! Mr. Smith was my father, see here?" He said, pointing to a large painting at the top of the entrance which depicted a large, dark-coloured, corpulent man, with a small woman at his side, his wife and a lively and intelligent-looking little boy, who Ryan immediately understood was Roy. "Nice painting, Mr Smith!" Receiving this sentence with a reproachful and angry look from the little man Ryan, he immediately said "...um...Roy!" - "That's fine, Ryan...but do we want to talk about business? Do you want to? Come, let's head to my office on this floor" - Saying this, the two sat down in Roy's large office, and began to look at the ideas and projects that Ryan had brought for the new gym. "uhm...really good ideas Ryan, but to be on the safe side, do you mind if we call an expert? Or rather who will actually use this equipment?" - Said Mr Smith, and pressing a button on his desk he only said "Come here, please" After a few seconds Ryan heard heavy and noisy steps coming from the corridor, shortly thereafter the door opened wide, they let in a man so large that he seemed to compress the entire width of the door, the man was dark-haired, 6'8 , he had a military haircut, a Mexican mustache, both black, a burly and massive musculature. a bull neck, broad and swollen shoulders, arms that looked like barrels of beer, full and turgid with thick and veiny forearms, large, wide and shaved hands, as well as on the forearms and thighs, a large and hard intestine, large and swollen things and calves like a real bull, and he was barefoot, he was breathing thoughtfully and with each breath he seemed to take on more dimensions, he was wearing yellow shorts and a gray tank top that they hid nothing of his evidently bodybuilder's physique and the hair that covered his chest was sticking out angrily from under his shirt, He stood there, as if waiting and considering to figure out who the big guy who had just arrived was. "Oh...ermm...Carlos....please have a seat....he's Ryan, I told you about him, can you remember...?" Roy said with a bit of excitement mixed with fear in his voice. "Carlos...he's my bodyguard...eh....yes..here's the master too....right sir?" An awed Roy said as Carlos entered the room. Carlos, saying nothing in response, eyed Ryan and simply grunted and struck an even more menacing pose as he placed his arms crossed, as much as he could, across his enormous chest. Ryan, on the other hand, was intrigued by this beast and his attitude, but was distracted by Mr. Smith who asked if he could show the plans to Carlos. Carlos seems less interested in listening to what Roy was showing him but much more in evaluating Ryan's real size which he obviously couldn't understand well seeing him sitting down. Ryan noticed this and so he decided to play a little with this big guy. He stood up to his full figure, he was taller than Carlos but not as wide he noticed, but he gave Carlos a full view of how big he was by showing off absentmindedly and nonchalantly as he moved around the room. Carlos followed him like a helon following prey, always with a serious and hard look, it seemed he almost wanted to eat him right there in front of him. "Erm...Carlos...sorry but you seem distracted..." said the sith at a certain point, receiving only repeated grunts at every question from the little man "...maybe I need to remind you that you asked me to build this gym for yourself..?” whereupon Carlos seemed to come out of his state of non-care and replied "Yeah!..Roy." But thought Ryan, he had a deep voice! And so saying Carlos moved towards Ryan, leaving Roy with the plans in hand, approaching the stallion in front of him menacingly: "So you are Ryan. They told me you were big, I thought I'd find someone exceptional in front of me" so saying he raised his left arm compressed his muscular arm into a hard ball of hot, pulsating flesh filled with veins that shot to the surface all over his thigh and hairy forearm "24inches cold, boy!" and with that he gave a defiant look. to Ryan who was amazed by what he saw and this attitude! "I'm not a boy, not for you, man, I'm Ryan and mine are 25incea but as you can see" he said mimicking Carlos' pose but in double :"I'm taller and more defined than you!" in doing so the sleeves of Ryan's shirt tore, giving a loud noise and opening up the space for the full, thick mass of his cannons! Carlos couldn't believe what he had just seen, his gaze moving frantically from one side of Ryan's arms to the other. While inside he was filled with jealousy and anger at having been ridiculed by this little boy. "oh...mmm....Carlos....Ryan....come on...guys..." Roy tried to say, noticing Carlos' attitude, but he responded aggressively, "Shut up, Roy!" letting out a low guttural growl! Turning to a nearly paralyzed Roy in front of this beast Mr Smith closed himself even more in his small shoulders and went to hide behind the desk, in obvious terror. Ryan couldn't accept a situation like that, Roy had been nice to him and was giving him work, this boor Carlos deserved a lesson. "I don't think you should address him like that" Ryan said putting his hand on Carlos's full thick, meaty shoulder. But he suddenly turned around in anger and shouted in Ryan's face to mind his own business and that he would treat the little man as he wanted, then Ryan's gaze darkened. "I'm warning you Carlos, apologize now and I'll let you walk out of here on your own two feet." Ryan said. "Hahhaha are you serious? You and who else, kid? reply Carlos. In a loud voice, Ryan announced, "I gave you your warning. This is a bad attitude qith a gentel man like Roy, so don't go fucking pissing me off." He slammed a pointed finger into Carlos's swollen pec. Carlos quickly grabbed the finger. "Don't fuck with me," he said. Ryan grabbed Chris's arm and squeezed, pulling his finger free. "No, it is you that doesn't fuck with me, runt." Carlos tried to move his arm of him, but Ryan's gun flexed and contained Carlos's might. “I've destroyed dumb guys like you before, and I'll do it to you too. You better just get used to being nice and humble here. Get me too pissed off, and I'll help that dude Roy to build the gym for you, you can be damn sure about that. Keep pissing me off, and no gym in this city will let you train there. Fuck, you'll be lucky if Lady fitness will let you buy their shit." Ryan pulled Carloss arm down, and stepped forward, pressing his massive chest into Carlos's of him. Ryan flexed his bulls, making his body warm steel. He stared straight into Carlos's eyes, his breath filling Carlos's nostrils. "Understand?" Carlos stared at him, then spit directly into his face. Before him could back away, Ryan pushed him hard forcing him to step back and trip. Carlos landed hard on the floor. "Just for that, you can forget any help Roy has been getting for you. You're cut off. I'm Roy's new best friend, and I'll decide who gets what from him. "Ryan wiped the spit from his face, and went to Roy side, Roy was stunned and in disbelief at what he had seen. no one before had managed to stand up to, no, to subdue Carlos the bull. Carlos said nothing, his anger building. anger had now completely clouded Carlos' brain, but Ryan doesn't seem willing to abandon his position "Go away Carlos, you won't get anything from Roy anymore, you're just a little neighborhood bully" said. He flexed his right arm in the Carlos's face, pointed to the huge bicep and said, "These are the only muscles I needed to destroy you, runt." Carlos nearly creamed his pantsright there, and had to run out of the room before he embarrassed himself anymore. "oh thanks Ryan!" - said Roy - "you really gave me relief, that man came into my life and dominated me ever since, he wanted me to buy him clothes, equipment, supplements, steroids even! He was draining me!” Ryan smiled at the little man, and said, "Did you choose me for my job or my size?" making a more muscular sound as if to underline the last words. Roy approached the big boy, stroking his huge arms "oh who cares, now that you're here, let me adore you a little and let me thank you properly!" saying this he began to worship Ryan's enormous body, pleasing the wiry boy, starting to give pleasure to Ryan. But while downstairs, Carlos still angry and pissed off about what just happened, had enough. He pulled back and slammed his fist into a locker in the old private Roy's gym, denting the door so much that the lock broke, which only made him want to lay a few of punches into Ryan face." I need some more stuff" he said, gnashing his teeth, between increasingly heavy breathing and the anger that continued to rise. "Ya, I'll be way stronger than he can imagine." and the saliva ran down from his mouth out of his teeth in anger. Then Carlos looked at vials in the locker. He filled a syringe, pulled down his pants, and stuck it into his glutes. The substance burned, but Carlos knew the pain only made you stronger.

Love it so far can’t wait for more

OMG what a guy thanks for this

Great descriptions of muscle, size and growth. I’ll need to clean myself up now. More please!!

These are not easy times for a lot of us and we'd all love to have a rich Arab Prince in our lives. We can wait longer, so take all the time you need. Good luck

@GaryD I can't thank you enough for these images, honestly, they're like reigniting my passion for this all over again. So much of what you posted is how I pictured it, classically, beautifully handsome, a proper Sheikh look to him, and of course he has the resource to just keep going and going. The kind of guy who looks like he just breathes money and is insanely, obscenely powerful and rich. I am honestly sorry to everyone who's read this so far and wants more. There is more in me, I know where I want to take this story next, but frankly this last 18 months or so in my personal life has been an absolute shitshow, my ex-husband filed for divorce, and frankly two or three months would go by without me remembering this site, let alone the story I started, even existed. It also coincided with a change in job, moving house, and a number of other things and tbh, everything's been a total mess for me. BUT, now I have remembered this exists and I remember where I want to take the story next, I can do something with it. I still have a set plan for the next chapter or two, beyond that, I'd have to see where the mood takes me. I also wouldn't want to over-write this to the point the chapters get tedious, it needs to have a good defined end or a nice wrap up. I think, as well, this is such a deep fantasy and one I've had for so, so many years that in many ways it's almost weird for me to type it up, if that makes sense? I'm so used to thinking about the obscenely huge disgustingly wealthy sheikh/prince that typing it out is almost weird to me. Also as a point, to a few replies I saw, it's highly unlikely the character meeting him is going to grow. It's just not what I'm into. He may a bit? Maybe? But frankly I have always been massively into the idea of being with the monster/freak of nature/impossibly massive bull hulk, than the one growing myself. Sorry, I know that's a big switch off to many people, but it is just how this fetish/lifestyle works for me. I'm going to try and get some time set aside to get another chapter done. Candidly, I also struggle writing these because I get so worked up writing them I have to do only 2-3 paragraphs at once before shooting my load, then waiting for it to build up again. Chapter 2 was mostly done in a couple of afternoons but I was absolutely worn out by the end and you have literally no idea how many tissues I went through, it felt like I was going to clog the local sewage system.

Oh Ben its about to feel what strenght is like. He will fell what Sam felt when he was teh dominant one.

Hi guys, Found this vid on mymusclevideo https://mymusclevideo.com/136639/huge-joe-palacios-and-beefy-brett-sanchez-get-swole-and-pose/ The second I got to 1m 30s of this vid. My imagination immediately went to the thought of these 2 musclebulls getting into a power muscle/wrestling match! Even the the one massive bloke is "smaller" he managed to put up a decent match. But once they got into a mutual bearhug it was slowly but surely over for him. Make no mistake they were locked in this MASSIVE power struggle. But in the end the BIGGER / STRONGER MuscleBEAST must prevail! Could you bloody imagine the staggering amount of strength exerted by 2 MuscleBEASTS this size locked in a bearhug?!! Has had me hard & dripping since I saw it!! Let me know what you all think!! Cheers, Tristan

So happy I found this one again. What an awesome chapter

... just like you destroyed our relationship! ====================================================== I feel some angry sex is about to happen. Did I mention I love superhuman, no holds barred, building destroying sex? lol

@Weyst AHHHH, thank you!

Awww, shucks! You're gonna make me all bashful and stuff. I just wanna highlight my favorite things about your great stories. (Had to look up, what "OTT" meant and it fits Cody to a T!)

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Another really hot chapter bring on the next. Always love your freaks

I remember those 3 (but don't remember the chronology :D)

I’m glad you're enjoying it, Joe. Maybe Archie needs to write a sequel where Mr Skreet gets a job teaching at Muscle University.

Thank you, dred! I’m glad you’re enjoying it. Meta and fun was exactly what I was going for.

Bless you, mate. I think Deano would probably roll his eyes and groan at everything Cody does but maybe secretly enjoy the story anyway?