worship The Car Salesman - Chapter 5

[dw2098lj]

It's be a long time coming - sorry about that - but here's chapter 5. There will be more (I've already started chapter 6).

Here's links to the previous chapters as it's been a while:

Chapter 1

Chapter 2

Chapter 3

Chapter 4

Chapter 5

I’d heard from friends into fitness that there was only one gym in our town worth visiting and as I walked in I could see why. The huge space was packed with an enormous array of equipment, most of which looked like medieval torture devices.

Fuck yeah, I thought. This is my kingdom now.

At this time of day my kingdom was pretty quiet, the main patrons being middle-aged women, presumably driven to working out by absent husbands. There were a couple of cougars standing close to me, just on the other side of the cross-trainers. They were talking, gossiping I guessed, clearly not much working out going on. I noticed that one of them, a blonde in her 40s wearing skin-tight lycra kept glancing in my direction. I felt so confident in my new muscle body that I couldn’t help giving her a little flex of the guns and a seductive smile. She nearly fell over in response.

As I strutted across the gym floor I noticed that heads, both male and female, were turning. Some were trying to hide it, others who were perhaps close enough to smell my scent literally stopped mid rep to stare at my hulking frame. Out of the corner of my eye I spotted one guy running on a treadmill stumble as he caught sight of me, only just saving himself from falling in a dramatic heap on the floor. I smirked, feeling my cock stir slightly at the attention my Muscle-God body was getting.

Pausing for a second, I considered where to start my workout – not on the treadmills or cross-trainers, that was for sure – instead, I headed straight over to one of the sitting chest press machines, squeezing my huge torso in behind the handles. It was an incredibly tight fit.

Now what? 

Everything felt both incredibly alien but also entirely…well, right.

I reached down for the pin, and slotted it in about halfway down the weight rack – I’ve got to start somewhere, I thought to myself. Grabbing the handles, I began to press forwards and back with ease, incredible ease – my mammoth pecs barely felt like they were doing any work at all. Despite never having lifted a weight before in my life I could tell that my form was perfect – my newly muscled body just knew what to do. 

10…20…30…40…50 reps passed without me even realising – I’m not even sure I started counting straight away. It felt like I could have kept going forever – I mean, who knows, maybe I could…?!

“Ha, this is too easy,” I chuckled to myself as I set the handles back and reached for the pin again, moving it to the very bottom of the rack. 

Let’s give this a go. 

Without pause I started another set and immediately noticed the slight strain the extra weight was putting on my chest. It felt good. In fact, it felt fucking incredible as my pecs started to fill with blood and I experienced my first ever ‘pump’. Looking down, I swear within a couple of reps, veins started to pop up over my chest, which was exposed above the muscle vest I’d bought the day before at a local sportswear shop.

5..10…15…20 reps passed and I started to slow a little. 

My colossal chest muscles were screaming with fatigue but I carried on, forcing them to grow. I needed more size.

“Twenty-one…twenty-two…twenty-three…” I grunted out loud.

It felt like my pecs were going to explode.

“TWENTY-FOUR…TWENTY-FIVE…” I screamed, loud enough to turn even the heads of people who weren’t already staring as I let the weights fall back onto the stack with a crash.

I looked down at my swollen, aching pecs.

“Fuuuck…” I moaned as I reached up and massaged the pumped-up slabs of muscle with my big hands. My pecs felt incredible under my fingers…firm, strong and full of power…so fucking masculine. I let out a low moan as I realised that my cock was semi hard in my tight gym shorts, clearly visible to anyone looking in my direction. Rubbing one hand down the length of my rapidly swelling cock, I continued to worship my enormous pecs with the other, moaning all the while. I thought I’d never be able to stop worshipping my insane torso when I remembered that I could make the feeling even better. My body needed more. I never wanted to lose that incredible pumped feeling. 

“Again…!” I grunted to myself as I grabbed the handles once more and started my next set.

The reps flew by and I felt so fucking powerful as the pump grew more and more intense. Each rep flooded my massive muscles with blood, my vest rapidly stretching to breaking point. I looked down to see the deep valley that formed between the immense mountains of my pecs as they contracted with each rep. A light sheen of sweat was starting to cover each mound of muscle, soaking through the fabric of my strained vest. The smell emanating from my exposed pits was intoxicating, even for me.

“I’m…a…fucking…BEAST!” I roared, a word between each of the final reps before dropping the handles and smacking my fists into each of my engorged pec muscles.

“Fuck YEAH!” I screamed, throwing my head back. My heart was racing as I closed my eyes and took great, heaving breaths, my mind focussed on only two things. Lifting more. Growing.

“Excuse me pal…” said a male voice nearby – weedy, pathetic in nature.

I opened my eyes to survey the source of this interruption. 

Standing in front of me was a personal trainer I’d passed on the way in – the one delegated to man the reception. He looked to be in his early 20s, blonde, not in bad shape with an athletic build and a bit of muscle on his tall frame. Nothing in comparison to me, however.

“What?!” I asked, gruffly, still panting from the exertion of my last set.

“Erm…well…I was wondering if you could keep the noise down buddy?” he asked, feigning confidence, pretending we were friends.

I laughed, deep and booming.

“No, I don’t think so,” I replied simply, my voice a growl, the matter closed.

I was ready for my next set and began to position myself, eager to make my muscles explode even more than they were already.

“Well…pal…I’m really going to need you to keep the noise down,” he persisted. “Some of the other gym users are starting to complain.”

This time there was no laughter. Instead, I prised myself out of the chest press machine and stood to my full height, taking one step towards this irritating pretty boy who, I was pleased to see, immediately looked nervous.

“Now…buddy…I don’t want any trouble,” he pleaded, a slight quiver in his voice.

I saw red.

“I AM NOT YOUR BUDDY!” I roared, before grabbing under both of his arms and lifting him up towards the ceiling. It was as if he weighed nothing. I could have destroyed him right then, showing him what this muscle beast body could do, and I very nearly did. At that moment though, I noticed the bulge forming in his shorts, right in front of my face and knew that the AlphaScent was taking effect.

I laughed – a great, deep, booming, laugh – as I set him back down on the floor.

“Oh dear…it looks like you’re getting a bit too excited,” I mocked, looking pointedly at his small bulge.

“No…p-please…I’m n-not,” he stammered, trying to hide the bulge with his hands.

“You can’t help it boy…I mean just look at this massive body.” 

I pulled a double biceps, mere inches in front of his pathetic face. With my pits exposed, he was hit with the full effects of the AlphaScent.

“You want to touch these muscles, don’t you boy?” I asked, my voice low, masculine.

He nodded. He couldn’t resist what was in front of him.

“Speak up!” I ordered.

“Yes…” he moaned, now not bothering to hide the tiny bulge in his gym shorts.

“Yes, what?”

“Yes…Sir” he replied immediately, breathing deeply and inhaling more of my masculine scent, unconsciously edging even closer to me. 

I wanted to get back to my workout, but I had time for a quick bit of fun. Most of the other gym users had stopped their workouts to turn their heads and stare. Let’s give them something to stare at.

“Lick boy,” I ordered, putting one hand behind my head, bicep bulging, and placing my hairy pit in front of his face.

He didn’t even pause. The young personal trainer, who I suspect had never done anything with another guy before, buried his face in my ripe pit, tongue out, and licked hungrily from bottom to top.

“Mmmmm….fuck…you taste good,” he moaned, reaching down with one hand to rub his pathetic cock whilst he inhaled deeply. He couldn’t stop himself and dived in to lick my manly pit for a second time…

“Oh no…I think that’s enough,” I teased, pushing him back with one strong hand. He resisted, desperately trying to make it back to my sweaty muscle pit.

“Please sir…let me…I need…your…”

He could barely speak, overcome.

“That’s enough,” I barked. “I’m not finished pumping these massive pecs yet.”

He fell silent, clearly eager to watch.

I looked around – a few gym goers were walking fast towards the exit, throwing nervous glances over their shoulders. Others were rooted to the spot, unmistakeably transfixed by the sight in front of them. There was another, not insignificant, group who were subconsciously edging closer and closer.

Perfect.

“Need more weight,” I growled, looking around until I spotted a workout bench nearby. It was already set up with a barbell over the top and a few plates left on by the previous user.

I sauntered over, knowing that the desperate PT was following close behind.

“This will do,” I rumbled, picking up more plates from the floor and loading them onto the bar until it was bending downwards at both ends. 

As I lay down on the bench, the muscle-hungry PT stood himself by my head, as if ready to spot me.

Ha. Like I’d need a spotter.

I un-racked the bar, holding it straight above my pecs before slowly starting to lower it.

“Fuuuuck,” I growled, a mixed feeling of pain and pleasure spreading across my chest as I relished the increased weight. At the bottom of the rep I glanced down – it looked like my pecs were going to fucking explode in front of me. As I began to push the bar up, I noticed the PT reach for the small bulge in his shorts, unable to resist rubbing his cock through the fabric.

“Oh no you fucking don’t boy,” I growled at the top of the rep. “Hands behind your back until I say you can touch that pathetic twig.”

He obeyed immediately, an almost pained expression on his face as he watched me power through the next few reps. My whole body felt alive with the pump as veins popped up all over my arms and upper chest and sweat dripped from me. The previously loose vest was getting closer and closer to breaking point, stretched across the colossal mass of my pumped pecs.

“Fucking…muscle…alpha…” I grunted, gasping for breath between each word, urging my body to obey. To lift. To grow.

I managed the first five reps without too much difficulty. Through reps six and seven though, my arms started to shake a little, my tortured chest screaming for relief. I thought rep eight would be my last as I brought the bar down to my chest and began the long press back up again.

**RIP**

“Oh FUCK,” I moaned, looked down to see that a small tear had formed in the middle of my vest as the fabric started to pull apart, the huge globes of my pecs stretching it in opposing directions.

The boy had noticed it too.

“Oh my God,” he moaned. “You’re going to explode out of that vest…”

From below, I could see that a euphoric look passed across his face.

“Oh fuck…I’m going to cum…” he groaned, still resisting the urge to touch himself.

The thought of this previously straight young jock cumming handsfree just from the sight of my mammoth body, spurred me on.

“NINE…” I screamed, lowering the bar once more.

As I pushed up, the rip in my vest started to travel southwards.

“Oh fuck,” the boy moaned, his body starting to writhe in agonised pleasure.

“TEN…” I bellowed, the sound escaping me like some animal in heat.

I paused at the bottom of the rep, looking up at the PT as he suddenly bent double, a wet stain appearing in the front of his shorts as he started to orgasm, his cock shooting forth load after load of cum. My own cock was rock hard in my shorts, inches of throbbing, leaking man-meat snaking down my muscular quad.

“FUUUUUCK” I screamed, pressing up one final time, my gigantic pecs swelling up in front of my eyes. It was too much for my poor vest which tore even further, exposing my beyond-pumped pecs in their entirety. Letting out a final grunt, I re-racked the bar before sitting up and reaching down to grab the tatters of my new vest. With one pull I ripped it from my sweaty, engorged, pumped torso and threw it to the floor.

“I’M A FUCKING BEAST!” I roared, once again hitting my aching pecs with both fists before pulling a massive most muscular pose in the face of the still-orgasming personal trainer. On instinct I reached into his gym shorts, scooping his huge, sticky load onto my fingers.

“THIS LOAD WAS FOR ME SLUT!” I yelled in his face before reaching up to feed him his own seed. He didn’t hesitate, hungrily licking my hand and sucking on my fingers, not wanting to waste any of his own load. Once he’d got every drop, I grabbed his top with both hands and tore it down the middle, exposing his own toned torso. 

“Take these off,” I ordered, gesturing to his stained gym shorts.

He immediately obeyed, slipping them down to the floor and kicking them off to the side. He stood in front of me, naked, his tiny cock still rock hard above his smooth balls. He had a great body, clearly having spent a long time in the gym but it looked like nothing standing next to my colossal mass.

I suddenly became aware of others, remembering that we were not alone in this gym. I looked up to see that there were between five and ten gym goers left, surrounding me and the PT – a mix of men and women – all of them with a look of pure lust on their faces, intoxicated at the sight and scent of me. Some of the guys already had their cocks out and were jerking them furiously, overcome by the scene in front of them.

The blonde cougar I’d seen earlier was closest and first to act. She walked towards me and started pulling off her gym clothes until she too was standing in front of me completely naked.

“Oh baby,” I moaned, taking in her hot body, my rock-hard cock seemingly getting even harder in my tight gym shorts.

“You’re so fucking big,” she responded simply, starting to grind her exposed pussy against my massive, tree-trunk quads, moaning all the while.

“Yeah baby,” I grunted, pulling a double biceps pose. “You love this huge muscle body, don’t you?”

She moaned some more, and nodded in response, biting her lower lip in the sexiest way. Still grinding on my upper leg, her hands explored my pecs and biceps and she dug her fingers into my aching muscles.

“You too boy…worship your alpha,” I ordered to the personal trainer.

He joined the cougar and I groaned as two sets of hands roamed over my swollen muscles, both moaning at the sensations my body provided. I pulled different poses, flexing all muscle groups in response to their squeezing, kissing and licking. 

Pecs…biceps…quads…abs…lats…delts…triceps…

Flexing over and over. A constant stream of poses…

The boy couldn’t keep away from my muscle pits, repeatedly burying his face in there and inhaling deeply. The cougar couldn’t help grinding her pussy and tits over whichever part of me was closest. I shut my eyes and enjoyed the feeling of being worshipped, groaning and grunting, my cock aching as it leaked what felt like gallons of pre.

Suddenly I was aware that there were more than four hands exploring my body and my eyes sprang open. The sight in front of me nearly made me cum there and then. The other gym goers had all stripped naked and were crowded around me, cocks hard, pussies exposed, all of them moaning and lusting over me.

“I’M A FUCKING GOD,” I exploded, increasing the intensity of my flexing in response to the sea of worshippers around me. I loved how they jostled with each other for room, desperate to get as close to me as possible. I felt someone grab the waistband of my gym shorts and pull them down, letting out my rock-hard, aching cock which whacked up against my cobbled abs.

“Mmmmm…that feels good,” I moaned, as unseen hands wrapped around my man-meat and began to stroke. 

To be worshipped by this many people was driving me insane, causing me to let out deep moans which reverberated in my expansive chest. I marvelled as the group collectively pushed me backward, forcing me to lie down on the workout bench behind me. They were being turned crazy by this fucking alpha muscle God as they continued to grind against me.

None of them spoke except to utter expletives and worship in equal measure.

“Shit…his biceps…”

“So fucking massive”

“Mmmm…look at these quads…”

“So…masculine”

“…enormous fucking pecs…”

Their naked bodies pressed in, surrounding me as I looked up at the ceiling – I could barely move except to bounce and flex my muscles for their pleasure. So many hands and mouths were exploring every inch of my massive body, still jostling against each other for prime positions. I looked down to see two of those gathered, one girl and one guy, start to suck on my big sexy nips.

“Mmmmmm….yeah…fuuuuck…worship me,” I moaned, so turned on by the attention I was getting, gradually losing control. The sensation was almost overwhelming.

The young PT was standing to close to my head, his tiny cock directly in my eyeline as I looked up. He was furiously jerking off with two fingers of one hand whilst his other hand explored any inch of me he could reach. He was out of control, moaning constantly as he grabbed my delts…my pecs….my biceps…my traps… Without any warning his whole body began to convulse as he had his second massive orgasm of the day. Huge streams of cum shot from the end of his pathetic cock, splattering across my pecs and abs and running down the deep crevices of my upper body.

“Fuck man…” I moaned, about to object to him shooting his load all over me. My words died in my mouth, however, as three other guys also started to erupt, covering my torso in great ribbons of their cum as they screamed in orgasm. 

Fuck. 

Is this what being an alpha means? Getting covered in other dudes’ cum? I wondered how the fuck Karl dealt with this. Perhaps I applied too much of the AlphaScent or maybe I applied it too soon before coming to the gym… 

These guys were going insane…

I was distracted from my confused thoughts by the feeling of someone pressing down on my rock-hard, aching cock. Through the mass of bodies in front of me I could just make out the hot cougar who had positioned herself to straddle my midriff. She was slowly lowering herself down onto my impressive tool, her wet pussy encompassing me.

“FUCK baby,” I moaned, “that feels incredible”.

All thoughts of other guy’s cum left my head as I started to buck my hips, driving my thick cock up inside the hot blonde. Her big tits started to bounce as I pummelled her with my man-meat.

“OH FUCK, take this massive cock!” I roared, starting to fuck her hard and fast.

I was out of control. A beast. An animal rutting. 

The cougar reached down to run her hands over my pumped, swollen pecs and then my abs, all the while moaning and bucking on my enlarged cock.

“Feels…so…big…” she moaned, between each of my thrusts. She started to massage her own breasts in total ecstasy.

The rest of the group continued to worship my God-like body with their hands and mouths, grinding on me, driven muscle-crazy by the sight in front of them. Even the guys who had just cum were still jerking their still-rock-hard cocks as I flexed and fucked. I pulled my arms up into a double biceps again and immediately the PT started to grind his cock on my granite muscles.

“So strong…” he moaned, rubbing his tiny tool over my enormous biceps, leaving a trail of sticky pre-cum over the swollen peaks. Within seconds he had shot yet another load, just as big as the first two, covering my biceps in his man juice. I grunted in response, ready to object to being covered in his load yet again when I noticed how fucking good my bicep looked with his cum running off it. I was surprised that thoughts of bringing my bicep to my mouth and licking his massive load off my swollen muscles filled my head.

“Fuck!” I growled, as I continued to pound the attractive cougar. Her pussy felt so good around my swollen cock.

Someone tweaked my big sexy nips. 

“FUCK!” I screamed in response, bucking my hips on the workout bench.

An incredible feeling was building in my aching balls…

I thrust up hard and fast.

There were hands over my biceps…my pecs…my delts.

Someone was licking my quads.

“FUCK!” I roared, sweat pouring off my engorged pecs, trickling down my abs.

The cougar bounced on my massive tool.

The feeling was getting more and more intense…

I looked down, gasping.

My whole body was covered in sweat and rivers of cum. 

I felt someone massaging my swollen balls.

“FUUUUCKKKKK!” I screamed, as I could take no more and my cock started to explode. My whole body writhed and bucked, cum shooting up deep inside the cougar who also thrashed around in her own orgasm.

“SUCH A FUCKING GOD….!”.

It felt like the feeling would never end, my whole body on fire with pleasure, my cock still erupting rivers of warm cum.

Before I knew what was happening, though, the cougar had been pulled off my cock and fell, semi-conscious to the floor. She was immediately replaced by someone else – it was the young personal trainer. He’d grabbed some lube and I watched as he applied it liberally to my cock and his hole.

“What the FUCK guys?!” I barked, trying to get up from the workout bench.

The bodies around me closed in, pressing down on my upper body as they continued their uncontrolled worship of my divine body.

I couldn’t move.

Fuck.

“STOP…!” I roared, desperately trying to free myself. I didn’t want to fuck a guy.

It was no use.

I felt the PT starting to lower himself. My cock was still rock-hard and now pressed against his tight, lubed-up hole.

“Please…” I moaned.

Too late.

My massive cock head popped through his virgin hole.

“Fuck,” he screamed, moaning as he continued to lower himself onto my cock. He didn’t pause once, clearly hungry for my massive tool.

As I watched, the most amazing feeling developed in my cock and balls.

“FUCK, that feels incredible!” I roared, forgetting my previous objections.

Spurred on by my pleasure, the PT lower himself all the way, so that I was balls-deep inside him. Instinctively I began to thrust upwards as he simultaneously started to ride my masculine man-meat. I was nearly thrown unconscious by how incredible this felt.

“I’M…A…FUCKING…MUSCLE…BEAST!” I screamed between thrusts, watching as his tiny cock bounced, flipping up to hit the bottom of his abs over and over again.

I was still surrounded by a huge number of bodies.

Hands continued to worship me. Mouths continued to lick and kiss. The cougar lay comatose on the floor. The PT rode my cock like he’d been taking dick for years. I still lay on the workout bench, barely able to move for the pressure of bodies on top of me.

I reached down to grab the PT’s tight waist, pulling him down deeper onto my raging cock.

He screamed in response, his eyes rolling back.

“Give me your massive cock,” he moaned, his hands exploring my huge arms and flexed pecs.

I obliged, slamming into him hard…forcing myself deep inside him.

“Feels…so…good,” he whimpered, slamming his hips down.

He was getting close. I was desperate to shoot another load.

“You’re gonna take my load bitch…” I moaned as I fucked him faster and faster.

For the second time, I felt the most amazing feeling building in my balls. My whole body felt like it was going to orgasm at any moment and my vision started to close in, black spots appearing at the edges.

“FUUUUUUCK!” I roared as my cock swelled up and started to erupt deep inside the muscular jock. 

The first time I’d ever cum inside another guy.

“FUCK…FUCK…FUCK!” I moaned desperately as my hips bucked and my cock continued to spurt cum inside him.

I could feel my consciousness slipping. The darkness around the edge of my vision, expanding.

I was going to blackout at any second from pure pleasure.

Instinctively, I reached up to grab his tiny cock, only having to stroke it just once before it erupted in front of my eyes. He shot his biggest load so far, massive globs of cum covering my already saturated pecs and abs. As he continued to ride my cock some of his cum flicked up onto my face, trickling down into my mouth.

I moaned as I gave in and swallowed it hungrily.

The darkness expanded.

***

I came back round to the sound of continued moaning and grunting.

The incredible feeling in my cock and balls was sustained. It felt like it would never end.

My eyes slowly opened and I took in what was going on – bodies still surrounded me but the PT had been replaced by someone else. Another woman, around the same age as the cougar, was now taking her turn on my cock, bouncing on my still-erect man-meat.

I groaned as, once more, the darkness closed in.

***

There was a different feeling this time.

Still, I was aware of someone bouncing up and down on my aching cock but there was something else going on.

A new sensation.

I opened my eyes and moaned.

A guy was standing over me, his fat cock stretching my lips as he fucked my throat.

Someone else was riding my cock.

A heap of semi-conscious bodies lay on the floor.

I felt as the cock in my mouth swelled and started to convulse. Rivers of hot, sticky cum shot down my throat.

Fuck.

***

Before opening my eyes once more, I surveyed my senses, trying to work out if it was over.

I could tell that my abused cock was now resting soft on my abs.

There were no hands or mouths pressing into me.

There was nothing in my mouth, except for the taste of another guys cum.

The whole place smelt of sex.

I gradually opened my eyes and gazed downwards. My enormous pecs continued to heave with each of my deep breaths, covered in a mix of sweat and cum. Beyond, my abs too were covered in various body fluids which filled the deep ridges between each cobbled muscle. I sat up slowly, my whole body aching, feeling the blood rush down from my head and nearly blacking out once more. I managed to cling onto consciousness and took in the scene in front of me. 

“What the fuck happened?” I moaned out loud.

[panama]

This is great !! Thanks !

[neverbigenoughmuscle]

OMG the constant muscle pit talk and worship drove me crazy! More please!!!

[Ro20316]

 

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What a comeback!

10 hours ago, dw2098lj said:

I gradually opened my eyes and gazed downwards. My enormous pecs continued to heave with each of my deep breaths, covered in a mix of sweat and cum. Beyond, my abs too were covered in various body fluids which filled the deep ridges between each cobbled muscle. I sat up slowly, my whole body aching, feeling the blood rush down from my head and nearly blacking out once more. I managed to cling onto consciousness and took in the scene in front of me. 

“What the fuck happened?” I moaned out loud.

You ahve turned into an alpha, a beast one that enjoys sex no matter who he is.

Amzing follow up man

[panama]

I really like how arrogant the Alpha Scent makes Joe. It's a kind of dr Jekyll and mr Hyde stuff, as we know how he used to be without it (see chapter 1.)

It would also be nice to see how it affects his relation with Sal afterwards...

Thanks again, this story is great.

[alphagrowth]

Awesome work - bring on chapter 6

[photoguy]

FUCK. YES. 

[panama]

Is Karl still part of the story ? I wish so !!

Thanks again for this great coming back !

[dw2098lj]

Thanks everyone! And yes, both Sal and Karl will be making a come-back soon!

[Bigguy]

Thanks for continuing this! Great addition as always.