Ro20316 Posted June 19, 2020 Share Posted June 19, 2020 Amazing follow up. It reminds me a little about a story posted a while ago where a fan gets really freaky to meet a bodybuilder 1 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Ozymandias Posted June 19, 2020 Share Posted June 19, 2020 Looking forward to seeing more about Chad’s journey to immensity! Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Popular Post Newmassaddict Posted June 20, 2020 Author Popular Post Share Posted June 20, 2020 Chapter Three Loosing James was hard. I felt bad about how things ended. I texted him a few days later but he didn’t respond. I was thinking about giving him a call on my way home from the gym two days later when I spotted a package in my mail box. I immediately forgot about James and hurried inside and opened the box. I remember getting tears in my eyes as I sorted though my first supply of steroids. I wasted no time in preparing the first syringe. I stood naked in front of the bathroom mirror. At 206lbs I was barely recognizable to the person I was a year ago. I looked similar to the many physique models I once admired. My pecs were full and hard, my abs only continued to get more dense and defined. My arms showed a network of veins at all times and my shoulders and traps looked like they were made out of metal. My quads and calves looked in perfect proportion to the rest of my body and the slightly movement caused each muscle group to tense a little. I had to steady my hand as I brought the needle towards my left glute. I tried not to flex it but couldn’t help noticing tiny striations appear on the surface of my pale skin. When the needle punctured the skin, I let out a loud moan. As I depressed the syringe, I felt the warm liquid chemicals flow into my blood stream. I dropped the needle and braced myself again the sink as my knees went weak. I regained my balance and turned to face my reflection again. I interlocked my wrists and flexed my upper body. Every muscle responded and I marvelled as every visible inch solidified. Fresh veins appears on my skin. My eyes moved from muscle group to muscle group as I flexed harder. I started to growl as my body began to tremble. Drops of sweat appeared on my smooth skin as I continued to flex. Eventually, I had to release the pose when I started to cramp up. I splashed water on my face and went to mix a post workout shake. I had barely downed it when I found myself once again in front of the mirror. This time, I grasped my rock-hard cock in one hand as my other hand started to roam over my naked body. “Yes! This feels so fucking good. I know it’s only the first dose but I can already see how big I will get. FUCK I want it so bad. I need it so bad. I want these pecs to choke me with their mass. I want these abs to feel like bricks. I want these arms to be bigger than my waist. I want these quads to press against each other so much, my feet have to be three feet apart. FUCK, I want to be a freak so bad.” With one final primal roar, I sprayed a massive load of cum all over the bathroom mirror as I stared transfixed at my flexed bicep. --- The next two weeks were incredible. With steroids finally flowing through my veins, my intensity at the gym skyrocketed. I blew past all my previous personal bests and I was gaining weight like mad. Every workout left my body craving more and more torture. My muscles were perpetually pumped and my cock was always semi-hard. I woke up really early one day with an intense desire to lift right away. I was a few pounds shy of 220lbs and determined to reach that weight soon. I walked into the gym and immediately noticed it was deserted. I quickly changed and headed to the weight room. I turned the corner and was confronted with a truly freaky sight. There, just a few feet away, was the biggest bodybuilder I had ever seen in person. He was standing in the squat rack and was shoulder pressing a bar loaded with three 45lbs per side! As he hoisted the 315lbs, he was roaring like a rabid beast. I could only stop and stare. He was shorter than me, maybe 5’8”, but looked as wide as he was tall. He was wearing a loose-fitting string tank that did little to disguise his massive body. I tried to regain my composure and started to warm up for my chest workout. After each set, I couldn’t help but return my attention to the beast of a man. I noticed the way he stalked around the room between sets like he was searching for more ways to torture his already huge body. While he wasn’t extremely ripped, his vascular arms, shoulders and calves were peppered with thick veins. Before starting roids, I looked at these huge beasts with admiration and lust but the longer I watched him the more I realized that I not only admired him; I wanted to be him. In fact, I wanted to be much more than him. His mammoth quads would be the size of my arms, his width would only comprise one of my lat muscles and his pecs combined would barely compare to one of mine. The more that feeling grew within me, the more intense my workout became. I was used to more intense pumps from the gear I was on but today it felt different. Each rep I completely, seemly to trigger a reaction that caused my muscles to feel like they were on fire. I could feel each muscle fibre swell and pulse under the skin. It was as if, I could feel new growth happening instantaneously. The more punishment I inflicted on myself, the more I needed. I dropped the 70lb dumbbells I was just using for incline press and instead of reaching for the 80lbs, I moved towards the 90lbs. As I settled in to my set, I felt a surge of power. My chest was screaming with pump as I completed well over 20 reps. I let the weights slam to the ground and sat up on the bench and started to flex my bloated pecs. I rolled each pec muscle over and over again, completely mesmerized sight of my growing body. I was lost in my own reflection when the huge guy appeared at the bench beside me. I glanced over and immediately stopped flexing. “No need to stop. I can see you have a good pump happening.” He said. “Yeah” was all I could muster as I tried to comprehend the fact that he was even acknowledging my presence. “Go for the 100lbs, I’ll spot you.” He said. My mind was reeling but I proceeded to grab the dumbbells. I had never used this much weight for incline chest but I was feeling strong and I wasn’t about to turn down his offer of help. I positioned the weights on my knees and leaned back, letting out a grunt as I got into position. I could sense his presence behind me as I started to lift. Immediately, my chest felt like it as on fire. The first three reps were easier than I expected but at four, my pace started to slow. I felt his hands near my elbows as I reached the top pf the rep. “Good. Keep going, I got you.” He said as I lowered the weights for the fifth time. The pain was so intense, I had out a loud grunt. “That’s it, push these fucking weights, blow those pecs up.” He said. His encouragement sent me into overdrive. I started to shout loader and the weights started moving faster. I suddenly felt an unstoppable surge of power. I managed to reach 12 reps before I paused at the bottom of the rep. “Good set.” He said but I didn’t let the weights go. “More.” I said through gritted teeth. “Fuck yeah” he responded. I let out a primal scream as I lifted the heavy weights for the thirteenth, fourteenth and finally the fifteenth time before letting them fall to the floor. I leapt off the bench, pulled my tank top down in the front and started to flex my swollen pecs. They had never looked bigger. Deep cuts were carved into the surface as new veins erupted under my thin skin. The big dude came up behind me smiling. “Looks pumped as hell dude.” “Still not enough.” I mumbled, lost in a trance at my own reflection. He stood next to me and started to copy my poses. His massive pecs exploded in size, casting a deep shadow over his thick abs. He then transitioned into a side chest pose that rivalled most pro bodybuilders. I followed suit and flexed my chest and bicep as hard as possible. While he out weighed me by a lot of additional mass, I was surprised at how big I still looked standing next to me. “Yeah! Your chest looks hard as fuck! Amazing definition.” he said. “Nothing like yours. You’re a fucking beast!” I responded. He took a step back and peeled his tank off before hitting a most muscular pose. His entire upper body inflated. Slabs of thick muscle swelled before my eyes. “You like this?” He asked. “Fuck yeah, so huge.” I said. “Oh yeah.” “I fucking NEED to reach your size.” I said, copying his pose. He relaxed and grabbed my tank top and pulled it roughly off my body while I held the flex. “Show me what you got kid.” He said. I let out a loud grunt and flexed even harder. I felt every muscle tense. My intensity was so high, I barely registered that my cock was fully tenting my shorts. I saw him glance down causing me to drop the pose in embarrassment. “No need to be shy man. I get it. Being pumped and seeing huge muscle will do that.” “It’s not just seeing it. It’s how much I want it. I NEED it.” He smiled and raised his arms into a double bicep pose. Each arm peaked to an epic height with a thick vein on each. His triceps hung like hams underneath as his lats flared to comical proportions. “You want to be this big? This isn’t too much for you?” He asked. “Fuck no! Nothing is too big.” I roared. “Fuck yeah! Come on kid, feel these huge arms.” He said. I stepped closer and placed a hand on his right bicep. The density of the muscle was mind-boggling. I marvelled at how small my hand looked in comparison. “So huge.” I muttered. He just moaned and turned to show me the pose from the back. I placed my other hand on one of his traps while I continued to feel his bicep swell bigger. He relaxed the pose and turned back around. I could see he was now as hard as I was. “Tell me how it feels to be so huge.” I said. “It feels incredible kid. Especially when I get pumped up like this. My muscles feel so full and tight like they could burst through my skin.” He leaned forward and placed his fists together at his waist. His pecs exploded in size. A few deep striations appeared on the surface as he flexed harder. “Fuck yeah! See how huge this chest is? I want them to get even bigger with deeper cuts and more veins. I flex them all day long, it’s fucking addictive.” He released the pose but continued to bounce each pec muscle. I couldn’t resist the urge to place my hands on them. I explored their warm, smooth surface as he flexed continuously. I had never feel so much muscle before. I bit my lip and started to squeeze the incredibly dense slabs of muscle. “Yeah kid, that feels so good. Give them a good squeeze, try to dent that hard muscle.” He said. As I continued to worship his massive chest, he reached up his hand and placed it on my pecs. “Damn, you are hard as a rock.” He said with lust in his voice. I was momentarily shocked that he would find my size desirable but I responded by flexing for him. He ran his hands over the deep cuts that criss-crossed across the surface of my pecs. He licked his lips as I squeezed harder. “You’re so fucking ripped!” He exclaimed as he moved his hand to my shoulder, tracing the individual veins as he did so. “Fuck, you are so massive.” I replied and also proceeded to feel his enormous shoulders. While not as ripped as mine, they were the size of pumpkins and perfectly round even un-flexed. We both became lost in each other’s bodies until I stepped back and looked him in the eyes. “Lift something.” I said. I could see his eyes light up as he started to look around the empty weight room. He settled on the cables and waddled towards them. He set the pin halfway down and positioned himself between the cables. As he started pumping out cable crossovers, his pecs inflated instantly. I stepped behind him and placed my hands on the working slabs of beef. The feeling of his dense muscle sent a surge of pleasure up my spine. Never had I felt so much mass. He let out a low, rumbling moan. When he looked to be getting tired, I squeezed his pec muscles and he started to grunt and force additional reps. When he finally let go of the cables he looked like a morphed version of himself. He turned to face me and I could only stare in awe. “Fuck yeah! Look at how pumped these muscles are.” I stepped close and placed one hand on his chest while the other went towards the waistband of my shorts. He responded by bouncing each blood-filled slab of muscle. “Yeah! Feel that muscle flex. I want you to cum as I flex.” Pre-cum instantly started to leak from my cock. “So fucking huge!” I mumbled. “Yeah, tell me how massive I am.” “No, I will be so fucking huge. I will make these pecs look puny. FUCK. Need to grow, need to become a freak. A grotesque monster.” I repeated and I started to jerk my cock harder. “Yeah! Tell me.” He said. “FUCK. No limits. I want to make the ground shake when I walk. I want people to scream in terror at the sight of me. I want to be a wall of muscle and veins. FUCK, I need to grow, I need to become a FREAK.” I said as I shot the biggest load of life. “Damn man, you are one hardcore freak! I love it!” He said. “I hope you reach your goals.” “I WILL. I CAN’T STOP GROWING. I’LL NEVER STOP GROWING.” I yelled. Now it was his turn to start jerking. I could tell he truly believed me. I started to flex. Seeing his reaction to my smaller, but growing body only made me pose with greater intensity. I pulled my tank top off and raised my arms into a double bicep pose. I turned my head and slowly straightened and re-flexed my arm. New, thicker veins crept to the surface as my bicep grew to its full size. I felt my cock twitch as I saw the beginnings of a split down the bicep muscle starting to show. I was completely lost watching my own muscle, that I didn’t notice him approach. His thick hand grabbed the razor-sharp bicep and started to squeeze it hard. I felt the power in his grip but my arm was so tense, it didn’t budge. “Fuck, so ripped and vascular. It’s sick.” He said between breaths. “Yeah, I’ll be the most disgusting freak in the world.” I replied. I dropped the pose and pulled up my baggy shorts, exposing more of my body. He knelt down and as I felt his hands start to roam up and down my quads and claves, I shuttled with pleasure. I bent down and ran my hands over his bulging traps as he continued to explore my legs. I pivoted back and forth, flexing my calves for him to feel. I looked down and smiled at how his hand looked small compared to my growing calves. “Fuck yeah! Feels so good.” I said between deep breaths. “Oh yeah! So hard and powerful. Damn kid, I can only imagine how huge you’ll get.” I looked towards the ceiling and howled with pleasure at his words. I planted both feet and flexed my legs as hard as I could. I heard him catch his breath at the sight. His hands travelled up my trembling quads. “FUCK YEAH! Those calves will be so massive they’ll slap against each other as I walk. My quads will be thick and ripped, they’ll be bigger than beer kegs.” He wasn’t even able to speak anymore as his hands travelled up to my waiting abs. They looked like they were carved out of marble but when I flexed them, his hand flinched at their gruesome transformation. Deep cuts appears all over their surface and my intercostals looked like metal cables. The level of vascularity was truly obscene. “Oh my god!” He managed. “Feel how hard my abs are. Mmmmm, feels so good to have your hands on them. I’m going to train them so hard, your whole hand well get trapped between each individual muscle.” I said. They more he explored, the harder I felt the muscles become. Just the sensation of his touch made each muscle respond. I swear I could feel them growing by the second. He was standing again and I marvelled at his shear mass inches away from me. The realization that I had a serious bodybuilder completely engrossed by my body was intoxicating. I turned away and lifted my arms into a back double bicep pose. I felt his hard dick press against my ass as he stepped closer to feel the deepening ridges of my flexed back muscles. “The definition is so extreme! I’ve never seen a back so vascular and hard.” He exclaimed witch only made me flex harder. I held the pose for as long as I could before turned back around and with a sudden serge of confidence, grabbed him around his neck and brought his face towards me and started to kiss him passionately. He hesitated at first before sinking into the moment. As my tongue plunged deep into his mouth, I felt his hands travelling up and down my flexed arms. I only had to extend my arm, flexing my inexplicably hard tricep before I felt wet cum on my thigh. “Wait. I want that cum inside me.” I said. His eyes glazed over as I turned my back towards him and bent over the nearby bench. He let out a whimper as I pulled my shorts down and showed him my deeply striated, smooth ass. He wasted no time in plunging his hard cock in my ass. I felt his hands exploring my back and I twisted and flexed for him. “Harder! You can’t hurt all this growing muscle.” I said ask he started to pound his cock in as deep as he could. I looked up and saw our reflection in the mirror. I was struck not only by his massive body fucking me senseless but by how pumped my own body looked next to him. While he was the definition of huge, I was on an entirely different level. I looked more ripped than any bodybuilder I had ever seen on stage. Every muscle group on my body was pumped to it’s max. Even I had to admit, that for the first time, I looked HUGE. I placed my hands in front of me and in my prone position on the weight bench, hit a most muscular pose. He must have witnessed my back muscles flex in response because he let out a primal growl and slammed into me deeper. I stared as my reflection in the mirror and as his cock drove it’s deepest into me, I let out a scream and flexed my glutes as hard as I could. I saw his eyes go wide at the sensation and his whole body froze for a few seconds before he orgasmed. His whole body convulsed as his load filled my hole. He stumbled away and I stood to face him panting like an animal. “F-f-fuck, t-t-that w-w-was…” He stammered. “Incredible. It sure was. Just imagine what it will be like when I outweigh you by 100lbs.” “Damn kid. I can’t wait!” He said. “Good, I’ll look for you.” I said as I collected my clothes and started towards the locker room. I couldn’t help but notice that for the first time, it felt like I was waddling rather than walking. 33 1 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
arpeejay Posted June 21, 2020 Share Posted June 21, 2020 It's all really hot... And I've never in my life met a guy who was into muscle who was grossed out by it. I've never in my life seen people react in shock and horror, much less screaming in dismay, at big muscle. It's usually, "oh, yeah," or laughter, as in, "can you believe that guy?" Not a criticism, mind you. As a trope, clearly it works for you but I just wind up shaking my head in puzzlement. On the other hand, EXCELLENT muscle descriptions. 3 1 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Ozymandias Posted June 21, 2020 Share Posted June 21, 2020 Time to grow out of control! Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
gman34 Posted June 21, 2020 Share Posted June 21, 2020 Damn. Cannot wait. 1 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Musclenyc Posted June 22, 2020 Share Posted June 22, 2020 Awesome writing. Thanks! 1 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
hoga Posted June 22, 2020 Share Posted June 22, 2020 so hot 1 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
benroc Posted June 22, 2020 Share Posted June 22, 2020 Well, there went my Monday blues...Wow! This was unexpectedly HOT....Thank you for sharing. I want to grow with this Chad guy. Let us know when there's a chapter 4... Until then, I need to go towel off. Whew! 1 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
MegaMassiveMuscleMonster Posted June 22, 2020 Share Posted June 22, 2020 I can hardley wait for more, more, MORE! Just like always, I love your writing! 1 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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