The Cabin - Chapter 4 added October 29, 2022

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Here's the first chapter of a new story I've been writing. I have no idea how long it will be but so far, it's been fun to write. I hope you enjoy.

Chapter 1

The bright morning light streamed into the bedroom. I opened my eyes and watched the sun reflecting off the lake in the distance. It had only been a month since I moved to the cabin but I knew waking up to this view would never get old. I rolled out of bed and made my way down to the main floor. With a fresh cup of coffee in hand, I slid open the back door and stepped onto the huge patio. I took a deep breath, inviting the fresh morning air into my lungs. Between the cabin and lake, was the rustic, unkept lawn that lead down to the dock. Like most of the property, the cabin included, it needed a lot of work but did little to deter me from knowing I had made the right decision. I always hated living in the city. Savouring the quiet and privacy from the patio only made me more excited to finally be here. The sounds of birds were my only company as I finished my coffee, with one last glance at the shimmering lake, I turned stepped back inside. 

My routine had been the same since the first day; coffee, gym, planning the renovations. Today was different, today; the renovations began, but not before getting in a good workout.

I was sweating and breathing heavy as I stepped onto the patio. The sun had risen higher and the warmth felt good on my pumped body. I caught my reflection in one of the large windows. Squaring my shoulders and flaring my growing lats, I admired the growing body reflected back at me. At 37 years old and 6 feet tall, I was happy with the improvements I’d made in the short time at the cabin but I was also determined to make many more.

“Must be the clean lake air.” I said as I raised my arms into a double bicep pose. I smiled as my biceps flexed, display impressive roundness. My lats spread wider as I tightened my already tiny waist. Placing my left leg forward, I let out a small grunt as my quad muscle rippled. Glancing down, I raised my foot and flexed my calf. Hitting a few more poses, I finally relaxed and stepped off the patio and walked towards the lake. 

I dove off the dock and swam a few strokes underwater before surfacing. The cool water felt incredible on my warm skin. I floated for a moment before starting to swim towards the centre of the lake. As my body sliced through the water, I felt my muscles tighten as I gained speed. Since moving to the cabin, this had quickly become my favourite form of cardio. I got lost in the rhythmic movements and before long, I was a fair distance from the cabin. I stopped, breathing heavy and tuned to face the cabin in the distance. The dense forest spreading undisturbed in both directions, the nearest neighbour far from my small piece of land. After a minutes rest, I started to swim back to shore, driving my arms and legs as hard as I could.

I reached the dock and as I pulled myself out of the water, I saw someone walking around the side of the building. As I stood up, the person stopped and waved. I had no towel handy so I walked towards the cabin, water dripping from my body. As I approached, I could see his face taking in my nearly naked body. He looked young and the closer I got, the thicker and wider his body appeared.

“Rick?” The kid said when I was thirty feet away.

“That’s me.” I said.

“I-I-I’m Ben from Cole & Sons construction. I have the lumber.”

I finally reached him and extended my hand. Ben’s eyes were wide as they moved from my face to my pecs, abs and quads.

“Nice to meet you Ben. Sorry I didn’t meet you out front, I was taking a swim and lost track of the time.” I said running my hand over my wet, smooth, hard abs.

“N-n-n-o p-p-problem” Ben sputtered. “It looks like it was a good workout.”

“That was just cardio, the real workout was before, in my gym.” I said with a quick bounce of my pecs.

Ben was shorter than me by a good amount, I would have guessed him to be 5’6” at the most. He was definitely young, barely 20. He wore a baggie t-shirt that covered everything but his forearms and equally baggy work pants. Even covered up, I could see he was wider than normal with a hint of thick traps and round pecs. I had a keen eye for people that had muscle, even hidden under clothes.

“Let me dry off and get changed and I’ll meet you out front.”

“Ok.”

When I stepped outside a few minutes later, wearing a tight tank top and shorts, I found Ben pulling large pieces of lumber off the back of the truck. There was a small stack piled by the cabin and a considerable amount still on the truck. What stuck me most, was the fact that Ben was lifting multiple pieces at once, which must have weighted a lot but he didn’t seem to struggle at all. I stood and watched as the young kid gripped six pieces, each twelve feet long and with barely a grunt, hoisted them off the truck, swung them around and added them to the pile on the ground.

“Impressive.” I said as Ben looked up, noticing I’d appeared. I caught a glimpse of his exposed forearm and saw thick veins criss-crossing his pale skin.

“Not really, I do this all day.”

“I wouldn’t say that. Those boards aren’t light.”

Ben just smiled innocently and reached for more pieces but instead of the previous six pieces, he managed to bundle ten before easily hoisting them off the truck. He manoeuvred the additional load with easy before stacking them perfectly on the growing pile.

“Damn kid, you have some crazy strength there.” I said as I stepped off the small front porch.

“Getting there,” Ben said and turned to grab another load. “So what’s all this for, if you don’t mind me asking?”

“I plan to completely renovate the cabin. I want to make it my dream home.”

“Nice. It’s a great spot out here. What are you doing first, the kitchen?” He asked.

“That will come later. My first project is the gym.”

Ben placed another huge bundle on the pile. “The gym?”

“Yeah. I need a better setup to really start making gains.” I said.

Ben looked me up and down again. “Start? No offence Rick but you are already jacked.”

I chuckled. “Thanks but this is nothing.” I said with quick pec bounce.

Ben just swallowed and continued to stare before looking away.

“You want to see the gym?”

Ben’s eyes grew wide with excitement, “Sure!”

“This way.” I said as I walked around to the side of the cabin. About twenty feet away stood a crumbling separate building. It had once been a large storage shed that I had turned into a makeshift gym when I first moved in. I slid the huge door open and stepped inside. The building was in rough shape, light streamed through the rotten walls and the whole place smelled musky. The lack of windows provided very little natural light. All that aside, the barn was loaded with gym equipment.

“Woah!” Ben exclaimed as he started to maneuver through the room, inspecting the equipment and the various weights scattered around. He found his way to the bench press still loaded with four 45lb plates with an additional 25lb plate pure side.

“Want to give it a shot?” I said, noticing Ben lingering.

“I don’t know. I should get back to unloading the lumber, the rest of the crew will be here soon.”

“Come on. I saw you out there, you have some serious power. Plus, I can tell you want to.”

Ben smiled and turned towards the loaded bar but to my amazement he didn’t lay on the bench but instead, planted his feet behind and gripped the bar loaded with 275lbs. With a low grunt, the kid lifted the bar and started to curl.

“Holy shit!” I exclaimed.

Ben performed a perfect rep and I watched in awe as the once baggie sleeves of his t-shirt filled with thick, round muscle.

“That wood is light as fuck to be honest.” Ben said as his completed his second rep. “I’ve been making serious gains lately. Working construction helps but real gains come from lifting heavy ass weights.” He said completing his fifth rep before gently lowering the bar back onto the rack.

“That was incredible!” I said.

“Thanks. I knew you’d would appreciate some real strength.” Ben said and reached across his body, pulled the t-shirt up to his shoulder and slowly flexed his right arm. Instantly his bicep erupted displaying a massive peak, complete with a deep bicep split. An equally dense tricep hung dramatically underneath creating perfectly sculpted arm that betrayed his young age.

“WOW!” Was all I could muster at the sight.

“Pretty impressive isn’t it? But this is nothing. I plan to get a lot bigger. I’m only 220lb at the moment but I plan to be 240lb when I turn 20.” Ben said, lowering his arm but because he was already pumped, the fabric of his shirt didn’t fall down, leaving his right arm exposed.

“You’re not even 20?”

“Not for three more months.”

“FUCK!”

Ben smiled and turned his attention to the nearby cable machine. He leaned down and dropped the weight pin almost to the bottom of the stack. He gripped the rope handle, causing waves of muscle to explode on his bloated forearms before starting to crank out tricep extensions. The already hiked up sleeve rose even higher as his tricep expanded exponentially. Two reps in and deep striations appeared on the surface.

“I’m going for that really freaky croissant looking tricep definition. Give it a feel Rick.” He said, holding the rope at the bottom of the rep.

I stepped forward and placed my hand on his warm, smooth skin. I was instantly shocked by how hard the muscle felt. Being this close, I could see the network of countless veins just under the surface of his pale skin.

“Incredible!” I whispered.

“Thanks but you’re no slouch in the muscle department Rick.” Ben said as be preformed one more rep as I felt each individual muscle in his arm flex. “Show me what you got.” He said releasing the rope.

I stepped into position and with obvious effort, I started to move the weight. It was much heavier than I usually used but suddenly I felt a strong hand grip my arm.

“Fuck yeah, look at your tricep swell. You got this Rick, pump out a few more reps, feel that muscle work.”

I couldn’t stifle a load grunt as I willed two more reps, my arm shaking and Ben’s grip tightening. After the third rep, I let go of the rope and the weight stack crashed loudly.

“Nice.” Ben said.

I turned to face Ben and as our eyes meet, I sensed him move slightly closer to me before stopping.

“I need to get back to the truck. If that lumber isn’t unloaded before the others arrive, I’ll get in shit.”

“O-o-ok Ben. I can help.”

“That would be great.” Ben said as he cleared his throat and turned towards the door.

My offer to help Ben unload the remaining lumber was barely helpful as the very strong kid worked with renewed drive, lifting massive bundles of wood at an incredibly fast pace. He was very quiet and I noticed he avoided eye contact with me as I removed a few boards. We were both huffing and puffing thirty minutes later when the last of the lumber was neatly stacked by the cabin. I was dripping with sweat but Ben barely seemed warm. 

“You ok? Want a water?” I asked.

“I’m fine. Water would be good.” He said continuing to stare at the ground.

I returned from the cabin with two bottles of water as two large trucks  pulled in. I recognized Cole, the owner of the construction company. He was a friendly guy in his late fifties. Two other men stepped out of his truck. Both younger than Cole but looked a lot like him, I assumed they were the sons of Cole & Sons. Both men wore baggie flannel shirts that couldn’t disguise their thick, strong bodies. The door of the third truck opened and another man emerged. He looked to be about 5’10” tall with short dark hair and an incredibly handsome face. He was dressed more formally than the others with tight dark pants and a tight polo shirt that showcased his impressive body. While not huge, he was in great shape with thick quads, round shoulders, shapely arms and a nice chest. 

“Rick!” Cole said, breaking me out of my trance.

“C-C-Cole.” I said, approaching the older man and extending my hand.

“Great to see you again. This is Donny and Jack, my two sons.”

Donny stepped forward and smiled, showing a bright white set of teeth. He had curly brown hair and light stubble that gave him a rugged look I couldn’t deny looked sexy. His grip was very firm and I couldn’t help notice some separation between his biceps and shoulder even through his heavy flannel shirt. Jack playfully pushed his brother aside and extended his own hand. Jack was an inch taller than me and up close, he looked a little older than Donny and had piercing blue eyes. His grip was equally strong and while his shirt was very baggy, I sensed it covered an impressive build.

“Nice to meet you both.” I said

“I see Ben uploaded all the lumber.” Cole said.

“Yes, he did it without any problem.”

“That sounds like Ben.” Cole said with a sense of pride. “Rick, this is Andrew Blake. He’s the project manager and architect on this job.”

As Andrew stepped closer, I was taken aback by his handsome face sitting atop a nice thick neck and budding traps.

“Nice to meet you Rick. This is great spot you have out here. I’m really excited to get to work help you turn this cabin into paradise.” Andrew said with a smile. 

“Thanks. I’m excited to see what you plan to do.”

“Why don’t we head inside and go over the plans while Cole and his crew start setting up?” Andrew said. As we stepped inside, Andrew walked around the main floor, commenting on the amazing potential the cabin offered.

Andrew approached and placed a large roll of building plans on the kitchen counter.  “Come take a look Rick.”

We starting reviewing the drawings and I had to admit to Andrew that it was  like trying to read Greek.

“Don’t worry, I know what this all means.” He said with a laugh as he placed his hand on my shoulder. “Wow, you are hard as a rock.”

“Thanks. I’ve been working out pretty hard since I moved in. I’m really excited about the cabin renovations but I have to admit, I really want to see your plans for the gym.”

“I was curious about that request when Cole told me. I wondered why someone would want to prioritize a gym and one that big but seeing you now, I get it.” Andrew said without removing his hand from my shoulder.

“Like I said, I’ve been working out a lot since moving out here but I really want a place to take my training to a whole other level.”

Andrew let go of my shoulder and bite his lip as I continued.

“I’ve put on about 12 pounds in a month but with more space and extra equipment, I can really start adding serious size.”

“That’s amazing Rick. I mean, you look seriously jacked to me. I workout pretty hard but you are making me feel tiny right now.”

I smiled and placed my fists together at my waist and flexing my pecs, arms and shoulders. While not a proper most muscular, I could see from the expression on Andrew’s face, he was impressed.

“Holy shit! Not only are you huge, you are ripped Rick.”

“Thanks Andrew but I disagree. I need a lot more mass and much lower body fat to be considered huge or ripped.”

“Whatever you say Rick, but from where I’m standing, you look amazing.” Andrew said.

“Well, the sooner we get started on the gym, the sooner you can see just how big I plan to get. Why don’t you walk me through those plans?”

Andrew tore his attention away from my body and showed me the plans. The more he explained his designs, the more excited I got. He planned to rebuild the barn, placing it closer the cabin and connecting it with a short walkway. He positioned the barn so the southern wall would be all windows looking towards the lake. The increased floor place would allow for more gym equipment and there was even another patio outside.

“Wow Andrew! This looks amazing, it’s exactly the type of space I want. I can’t wait to have it finished. What’s this on the patio?”

“That’s a hot tub. I know it wasn’t on your wish list but-“

“I love it!”

“Great! The best part is, because we are moving the building closer to the cabin, you can still use your existing gym until the new space is finished.”

“Really! That’s awesome!” I said.

“Well, I didn’t really understand why the gym was so important until I met you and now I’m happy you don’t have to take a break while we build the new one.”

I smiled and flexed my arm, running my free hand over the hard surface. “Me too Andrew. How long will this take?”

Andrew didn’t respond right away, instead, he stared at my bicep.

“Andrew?”

“Sorry. The gym should take two months, being that it is a new structure. The rest of the work will take another four months.”

“That sounds great Andrew. I’m very happy Cole put you on this project.” I said as I stepped closer and extended my hand. “I hope you’ll be around during the whole project. Maybe we can even get a workout in sometime.”

“I’d like that Rick but I doubt I could keep up with you.”

“That’s just more incentive to lift harder.” I said with a wink. “Should we check on the others?”

Andrew looked a little disappointed but nodded and followed me towards the door.

[Ozymandias]

I’m liking the sounds of Ben…

[timaa]

Wow, what a great start with some great muscle characters! Following this thread, hoping you will keep all the chapters in here!

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Chapter 2

I woke up extra early the next morning, hoping to get a good workout in before the construction team showed up. As I stepped onto the patio with a coffee in hand, I heard a loud crash from the front of the cabin. I moved quickly through the house and stepped out onto the small front deck. I was surprised to see Ben’s truck already here. I didn’t see him so I walked towards the makeshift project area the men had setup the day before. They manoeuvred a metal trailer into position behind the gym and erected a large covered tent to protect the lumber. As I turned the corner, I stopped dead in my tracks. Overnight, the trailer must have fallen off its wooden platform because it was tilted to one side. That however, was not why I stopped. Ben was standing at the front of the trailer gripping the huge metal trailer hitch with both hands. From my vantage point, I couldn’t see exactly what was happening but suddenly it all started to make sense. Ben let out a loud grunt that echoed across the lake.

“Ben!” I screamed, dropping my coffee and ran towards Ben and the trailer.

“Stand back!” Ben yelled through gritted teeth. He wore the same type of baggie t-shirt he had yesterday but it no longer looked baggie. From behind, I could see his flared lats stretching the material to its limit. Thick traps rose to encase his thick neck while his shoulders bulged so large, they dwarfed his head. I moved slightly to one side and caught a glimpse of his arms. I stifled a scream. A three inch tear had appeared on the sleeve of the shirt and the thickest, most vascular arm I had even seen was threatening to destroy the rest of the shirt. Ben’s forearms were so outrageously pumped, there was barely any separation between them and his massive biceps.

Ben adjusted his feet and with another primal scream, engaged every muscle and summoned every ounce of his strength. To my amazement, the front of the trailer lifted off the ground. Ben’s whole body was shaking.

“Move the wood under the hitch.” He growled.

Not wasting a second, I dove onto the ground and adjusted the piece of wood the trailer hitch should have be balanced on. Once I had it level again, I rolled away just as Ben lowered the trailer back into position. I stared up at him as he stumbled away. I couldn’t help clasping my hand over my mouth at the sight of Ben’s body. Even fully clothed, he looked to have tripled in size. Slabs of pumped, powerful muscle erupted in every direction. Garden-hose thick veins ran down his forearms. I could barely see his face from my vantage point because his pecs were so round and full. 

Ben leaned down and extended an hand to help me up. All I could do was stare at the bloated forearm now inches from my face. I reached up and felt my body rise with seemly no effort on Ben’s part. Now standing, I seemed to tower over his 5’6” frame but I had never felt so small.

“Ben! That was - holy shit!”

“It was nothing.”

“NOTHING? You just lifted a fucking trailer!”

Ben smiled a little, “Well I guess it was pretty cool.”

I couldn’t help but laugh. “Very cool. Too bad you destroyed your shirt.”

He looked at his sleeve realizing what had happened. He raised and lowered his arms that were so pumped, we both heard more fabric ripping.

“Shit. This was the only shirt I brought.”

“No worries, I have something that may fit. Besides, we’re both covered in dirt. Come inside and get cleaned up.”

Suddenly Ben got quiet, “N-n-no, I’m good.”

I turned to face Ben as he starred at the ground. It was the same reaction he had after his show in the gym yesterday. I stepped closer and placed a hand on his beefy shoulder, resisting the urger to caress the many striations I could feel under his shirt.

“Ben, you don’t have to be nervous. I’m just trying to be nice. I know you don’t want to be working all day covered in dirt.”

Ben sighed and raised his head. While he didn’t smile, his demur seems to improve.

“You’re right. Sorry.”

“You have nothing to be sorry about. Now come on. I need a new coffee. Have you eaten?”

“Not for a little while.”

“Good, come on.” I said and led the way towards the cabin.

Inside, I pointed the bathroom out to Ben and told him to shower while I made some scrambled eggs. As he walked away, I poured a cup of coffee. My hand was shaking a little as I took my first sip. I replayed the scene of Ben hoisting the trailer over and over in my head. I finally refocused and started to cook the eggs. As I placed a heaping pile on a plate for Ben, I heard footsteps from behind. I turned and froze.

Ben was only wearing a pair of boxer briefs. The sight of his 19 year body betrayed any logical assumption about his age. He was the most massively built person I had every seen, regardless of age. I had assumed he possessed a phenomenal body from the small amount I had seen but I wasn’t prepared for what I now saw. He looked ready to step onto any professional bodybuilding stage. Although he was very pale, his level of vascularity could not be hidden. His pecs were perfect mounds of striated beef that led to the smallest waist I had ever seen. Giant lats spread out from behind, pushing his thick, sculpted arms to 45 degree angles at his sides. Huge, round shoulders capped with thick traps incased his thick neck and head. While his upper body was truly outrageous, his quads and quads were something completely inhuman. Each huge quad expanded on either side of his waist, with the individual muscles displaying prefect separation. I could tell immediately that each quad was far larger than his waist. Two enormous calves so wide, they pressed against each other completely his incredible physique.

“Holy SHIT!” I exclaimed, causing Ben’s cheeks to redden. “I’m sorry but I wasn’t prepared for this. YOU’RE massive!”

Ben involuntarily bounce his pecs and I swore his lats flared out even further. “Thanks Rick but like you said, not big enough.”

“I can’t believe you’re not even 20 yet! How much did you say you weigh?”

“220 yesterday, at only 5’6” I could compete in the 212 category but I don’t think I’d be happy dieting down that small.”

“You want to complete?” I asked.

“I’m not sure. I really just want to keep growing. Are you sure this isn’t too much? Kids at school used to think I was a freak.” Ben said with a look of sadness in his eyes.

“Too much?! Ben, I know we just met but let me tell you something about me. When it comes to muscle, there is no such thing as too much.”

Ben’s face brightened.

“If I was to call you a freak it would only be meant as a compliment. I mean, look at you!”

Ben smiled wide and a devious look came over his face. Slowly he placed his fists at his waist and slowly started to flex his already insanely wide lats. Instantly, they ballooned out either side while pressing his arms higher. With lightening speed, he sucked in his abdominals, displaying a perfect stomach vacuum that made his tiny waist shrink even smaller.

“When you say it like that, maybe being a freak isn’t so bad.” Ben said as he held the pose.

I could only stare in awe. Not to let his upper body steal the show, Ben extended his left leg and with a twist of his hip, muscles exploded in every direction, causing muscles to fight with each others for space. Ben’s calf grew to twice its original size while more and more veins crept to the surface of his skin. 

“Ben! That’s fucking unreal!” 

“Thanks Rick. It feels good to flex for someone who gets it. I have to admit, every time the kids at school made fun of me, I secretly kind of liked it. I would replay their remarks at the gym later, using them to motivate me more.” Ben said as he exhaled and relaxed the pose. His gaze lowered to the obvious tent in my shorts.

I quickly placed my hands over it and turned away.

“It’s cool Rick. I get that reaction when I’m pumped too.”

“Ok. Let me wash up and find you something to wear. Eggs are ready.” I said and headed towards the bathroom. I barely had time to close the door before I was convulsing from the most intense orgasm I’d experienced in years. I fumbled to turn on the shower and a minute later, I was cumming again as the hot water rained down on me.

When I returned, I felt like I regained my composure but couldn’t help feel my heart rate speed up at the sight of Ben’s exposed body hunched over the kitchen table scrapping every last piece of egg from his plate.

“Try this on.” I said, handing him an XL t-shirt. He stood up and pulled it over his head. While not as baggie as the shirts he preferred to wear, it fit well.

“Thanks.”

I noticed it was still quite early and didn’t expect the others for a while so I suggested we head out to the patio. Ben pulled up a chair as I sipped a fresh cup of coffee.

“It’s so nice out here and really quiet.” He said, gazing across the still lake.

“Paradise. So Ben, why were you here so early?”

“I couldn’t sleep. I-I-I also was hoping…”

“What?”

“I was hoping I’d catch you before your workout.” Ben said timidly.

I couldn’t help but smile, “Well that got derailed by your display with the trailer but we have a little time before Cole and his crew arrive.”

“Really? I’m sorry if it’s weird I came early. It’s just that, well, I don’t really have anyone to workout with and you seem really cool and…”

“It’s ok Ben. But quite frankly, I’m not sure I’d be a good workout partner for you. I can’t hold a candle to you.” I said.

“Fuck that! You are jacked Rick. Besides, I think you can push me pretty hard and I can do the same for you. What do you weigh right now anyway?”

“First of all, I’m 37 so you’ve got a huge head start on me. I’m 6’ and a few days ago I weighed 232, which is up 12 pounds since I moved here.”

“232 is more than me.” Ben responded.

“Yeah but I got a bigger frame to fill.” I said with a chuckle.

“So…Rick…” Ben said and hesitated.

“Yeah?”

“When you say there is no such thing as too big…?”

“I mean just that Ben. I want to be an absolute monster. I want to make Mr. Olympia look puny. I know there are limits to how big someone can get but I wanted to push those limits to the extreme. I want to pack on so much muscle, this cabin will shake when I walk around inside. I want to be so ripped, it doesn’t look like I even have skin and I want to be so strong, I can do curls with that trailer over there.” I said before snapping back to reality. I looked at Ben and saw a look of shock on his face. “Oh man, I’m sorry Ben, I got carried-“. Ben cut me off by raising his hand.

He turned to look at me and I saw a tear in the corner of his eye. Without saying a thing, Ben rose from his chair and stood facing me. He reached out and I took his hands and he pulled me up. He wrapped his thick arms around my waist and before I knew it, he was kissing me passionately. I hesitated for a moment before kissing him back. His hands started to roam over my back as I wrapped my arms around him, marvelling at the density and thickness of his shorter body. After a minute, Ben stopped kissing and laid his head on my pecs.

“I never thought I would meet someone who wanted the same thing as me. But you just described exactly what I want, to be a massive muscle beast”

“That’s all I ever wanted Ben.” I said hugging him tighter. As Ben’s body pressed closer to mine, I couldn’t help but feel his rock-hard cock pressing against my leg. I pulled back and looked him in the eye.

“You’re so fucking hot Rick and somehow even hotter now.” He said with a smile.

“Damn kid, you are too. I don’t think I’ve ever met anyone as sexy.”

“Can the workout wait a bit? I have another idea.” Ben said as I nodded. He bent down and wrapped his arms around my upper quads. He lifted me off the ground so fast, I had to place my hands on his huge traps for support. I wrapped my legs around his waist and he repositioned me so I my whole body was being held by just one arm. With his free hand, he slid open the patio door and carried through the cabin towards the stairs that led to my bedroom.

“Are you sure?” I asked as he started to ascend the stairs.

“Oh hell yeah! I want to explore every inch of your jacked body.” He said as he leaned forward and slid my nipple into his mouth. I let out a moan as we reached the top of the stairs. Ben easily lowered me onto the foot of my bed before standing back up.

“I hope you have another shirt I can wear later.” He said gripping the fabric with both hands and tearing it completely off with one tug, exposing his massive upper body again.

“Who the fuck would want all that beef covered up?” I asked, grabbing his arms and pulling his body on top of mine. 

Ben rolled off me and motioned for me to stand up. He knelt in from of me, pulled off my shorts and underwear before engulfing my rock-hard cock. I let out a loud moan as he started to suck. His hand travelled up my ripped abs as I instinctively flexed them. I placed my hands on Ben’s thick, meaty traps and we both moaned. Kneading the dense muscle was an incredible feeling.

“FUCK! You are so huge.” I said.

Ben released my dick for a moment, “Tell me more.”

“I’ve never felt such hard muscle. I can feel each muscle fibre twitch as you move your head. Your shoulders look like fucking pumpkins and your arms look insanely huge from this angle.”

Ben wrapped his arms around my quads and easily lifted me off the ground without letting go of my cock. I slide my hands down to his flexed biceps and felt cum start to spew from my dick. Ben moaned before sliding one arm further under my ass and realizing the other. He manoeuvred me so easily, I knew I wasn’t going to fall. Ben raised his free arm and flexed it. Slabs of ripped, bloated muscle formed one twisted, mound of muscle.

“FUCK BEN IT’S SO HUGE!” I screamed as a flood of cum filled Ben’s mouth which he swallowed entirely before lowering me onto he bed while wiping away the excess.

“It’s not big yet.” He said as he raised both arms into a spectacular double bicep pose. Every muscle on his body solidified into razor-sharp definition and mind-boggling mass. “I’m going to make this look PUNY!”

“FUCK ME!” I yelled as I stared at Ben’s hulking body.

Ben grabbed my ankles and pulled me to the edge of the bed. He undid his pants and as they dropped to the floor, his thick cock smacked against his ripped abs. I barely had time to admire his now naked from before I felt his cock enter me and we both shuttered with anticipation. Not surprisingly, Ben began to deliver powerful trusts. My mouth was wide open but I could not emit a sound at the sight of Ben’s body standing over me. Somehow, his already massive body appeared to grow with each movement, swelling larger by the second.

“SO FUCKING MASSIVE!” I managed to say.

“THIS IS NOTHING! Imagine what 500lbs of muscle will look and feel like fucking you some day.” Ben said while increasing his rhythm.

“OH FUCK!” I bellowed as a raised my arms at my sides, flexing my biceps and tensing my abs.

“OH YEAH RICK, so fucking hot!” Ben yelled as his whole body spasmed. 

I felt his huge, hot load fill my ass as he gave me one more titanic flex before falling on top of me where we kissed passionately while feeling our pumped muscles.

“We should get cleaned up, the others will be here soon.” I said when I managed to force myself to sit up in bed.

“I guess so.” Ben said as he stood up. The morning sun streamed though the windows hitting his smooth, pale, sweaty body.

[Ro20316]

YASSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS! Anotehr story from you and already on a awesome start.

The Cole and Son's company are all big guys and Rick has found someone to share his desire and i wonder if the rest of the crew will share that sentiment too. Im sure Andrew will but what about the others? also Ben is gonna transform into the biggest guy out there. He will be a beast in no time. 

[Newmassaddict]

Chapter 3

Work was progressing nicely on the new gym building. In just two weeks, the cement slab was poured and Cole and his team were starting to frame the walls. I had given Ben a key so it wasn’t a surprise to find him already in the old gym before me. I stepped through the door to see Ben slamming the bar back on the rack after a brutal set of squats. I watched the four 45lb plates on each side of the bar sway as Ben took a few steps back. His tight workout shorts had already been pushed high due to his massive quads, but he hiked them even higher and struck a few poses, admiring his rapidly growing body. I felt my heart rate increase as Ben shook and flexed his quads over and over, completely oblivious that I had arrived. In thirty days, Ben had piled on an astounding 14lbs of new muscle onto his already hulking 5’6” frame.

I walked up beside Ben who nodded at my reflection in the mirror while increasing the intensity of his quad flex. Up close, I could see new, deeper striations running down his quads. The massive slabs of beef were so bloated, they appeared to engulf his tiny knee joints.

“Quads are SO PUMPED RICK.” Ben said with an added grunt to empathize just how hard he was flexing.

“They look absolutely incredible.” I said, running my hand over his enormous right glute, caressing the countless muscle fibres under his short fabric.

“I managed 27 reps with 405lb but not that you’re here, I want to completely devastate this little twigs.” Ben said.

“You are a masochistic.” I said.

“Takes one to know one.” Ben said with a grin as he slammed another 45lb plate to the bar. “You look fucking huge even before getting pumped.”

I lifted a 45lb plate and glanced down at my huge arm, admiring the increased thickness I’d acquired in the last month. I was hellbent on reaching 250lbs this week. “We are looking pretty freaky aren’t we?”

“FUCK YEAH. NO STOPPING US.” Ben shouted as he ducked under the bar now loaded with 495lbs and quickly lifted it off the rack. I stepped closer to provide Ben a spot but he shook his head, “I got this. just watch these quads explode.”

I stepped back as Ben lowered the huge weight with textbook precession. At the bottom of the rep, his glutes swelled so large, I feared he’d blow his shorts in two. From my vantage point directly behind Ben, his quads spilled out in both directions. He easily powered the bar back up, given me a prefect view of his hamstrings. At the top of the rep, Ben raised the bar higher and performed a few calf raises before lowering the weight again. With a growl, he heaved the bar back up. He again, did a few calf raises before lower the bar for is third rep. At the bottom he paused. I stepped forward to offer a spot.

“NO! Press down on the bar.” He commanded.

My eyes went wide but I positioned myself directly behind Ben, feeling his rock-hard ass pressing into my crotch. I placed my hands on the bar and felt the vibrations of Ben’s body running through it. As he started to rise, I added additional resistance which he easily overcame.

“MORE!” He screamed. 

I increased my effort but Ben finished the rep. He didn’t hesitate at the top this time, instead, lowered the weight quickly. I felt sweat gathering on my forehead as I continued to apply additional resistance. Ben was panting like a dog as he drove the bar back up again, the weights clanging together at the top of the rep.

“Step back.” Ben said with visible effort in his voice.

I stumbled away astounded by the sight of Ben’s blood-engorged quads. There was little separation between his two legs due to their enormous girth. Cable-thick hamstrings twitched involuntarily while his huge calves looked ready to burst through his skin. Ben let out a loud bellow as he lowered the weight and rose again with terrifying speed. Like a switch had been flipped, Ben started to move his quads like a piston, pumping out rep after rep like the bar had suddenly became irrelevant. I counted 10 reps before losing count. Ben screamed like a rabid animal until finally, he stepped forward and practically threw the bar back on the rack and collapsed to the floor with a loud thud.

“Ben! Are you ok?” I said, kneeling beside his limp body.

“Look at them.” Ben said, placing his hands on his quads. The contrast made his hands look tiny in comparison to the two, bloated masses of quad meat. “I’m better than ok, I’m becoming a fucking FREAK!”

I leaned in and kissed Ben’s sweat covered lips. “You certainly are but can you get the fuck out the cage so I can work my quads as hard as you?”

Ben howled with laughter as he pulled himself up. He turned to see me postponing myself under the bar, still loaded with his maximum weight.

“Rick!” He protested but stopped as I lifted the bar off the rack and easily lowered it. I let out a small grunt before driving the weight back up. I could hear Ben gasp as I preformed my second rep but he started to emit moans as I performed five more rep, the volume of his voice increasing with each one. When I re-racked the bar after my sixth rep, I turned to see Ben still on the floor but he was rapidly jerking his cock. I took a step closer, pulled up my shorts and flexed my right quad.

“FUCK” Ben moaned as gobs of cum started to spew from his dick. “That was so hot.” He said as his free hand reached up to feel my granite-hard quad muscle. I bit my lip and flexed harder, feeling Ben’s grip tighten.

“I can’t let you be the only freak around.” I said and extended my hand to help Ben stand. His shorts were still pulled down over his pumped quads and cum was splattered over his thick abs. “Load one more plate, I need to make these quads burn before the crew arrives.” I said to Ben’s delight.

By the time we finished out workout, Ben and I could barely walk. We had just enough time to shower before we heard the truck arrive. We slowly stepped out of the cabin as Donny and Jack were making their way to the new gym building. They had become accustomed to finding Ben already here most mornings and I assumed they knew what was going on but didn’t seem to care. They did however, take notice of the progress we were both making.

I saw them whisper something to each other as Ben and I approached.

“Leg day?” Jack asked and Ben nodded in agreement.

“Told ya Donny, just look at those legs” Jack said slapping his brother on the shoulder.

“It was a pretty great workout.” I said.

As the summer weather became warmer, Donny and Jack had started wearing t-shirts and cargo shorts to the cabin most days. While both men were in great shape, neither would be considered huge.

“You guys should join us for a workout some day.” Ben said.

“With you two?! You’d fucking kill us.” Donny said.

I caught Jack staring at my quads that spilled out of my shorts before laughing along with his brother.

“Ok boys, enough chit chat, let’s get these walls up!” Jack said. As the elder brother, Jack usually took charge when their father Cole wasn’t there.

I left the three men to their work and went inside to eat, glancing over my shoulder at the cabin door in time to see Jack staring at my backside. I turned and stepped inside with a wide grin on my face.

An hour later, I stepped outside just as a large wooden frame was being hoisted into place. As had become the custom, Donny and Jack let Ben showcase his astounding strength. A large rope was wrapped around the wooden structure with the free end between Ben’s hands. Donny and Jack stood at the corners of the frame while Ben easily held the huge structure in place. From my vantage point, I marvelled at Ben’s turtle-like back, ripped shoulders and flexed arms. With the large section positioned in the right place, Donny gave Ben nod and he sprung into action. With a low grunt, he started to the pull on the rope. The wood let out a groan as the whole piece started to tilt up until it was perfectly level. Donny shouted for Ben to stop, which he did, holding the wooden frame perfectly still while they started to nail it into place. 

“Hurry up and secure that side Donny.” Jack yelled from the other side, “Ben can’t hold it in place forever.”

“Don’t rush guys.” Ben said and let go of his left hand. The wall never faltered as he raised his free arm and gave all of us a huge bicep flex.

With the wall nailed in place, Ben let go of the rope and moved on to the next section. Before Donny and Jack could join him, he heaved the huge wall panel off the ground and with a slight adjustment, pressed the whole piece over his head. He gave me a wink as his lats flared and his arms and forearms pulsed with power. He easily held the large structure in place as Jack quickly tied the rope to it. Once both Donny and Jack stepped in to hold the wall in place, with visible strain on their faces, Ben sauntered away with the rope in his hands. He planted his feet and with he rope taut, he started to pull. As every muscle on his body flexed, the section of wall rose above Donny and Jack’s hands. They moved to guide the wood as Ben pulled the wall level with surprising speed. I could feel my cock harden at Ben’s unending displays of power. Not wanting to embarrass anyone, I slipped back inside before my hard-on was too obvious.

Later in the afternoon I decided to go for a swim. As my growing body cut through the water, I relished at how much faster and further I could make it across the lake. Lately, I started to toy with the idea of swimming the full length of the lake in the near future. I stopped swimming and turned back towards the cabin to admire the growing gym structure in the distance when something else caught my eye. To the right of my cabin, some distance away, I noticed a small clearing of trees had appeared Curiosity took over and I adjusted my course and started to swim in that direction.

I reached the shore and without a dock, I had to navigate the rocky shore. There were still many trees on the shore and with considerable effort to not cut my feet, I made my way to the clearing. Up close, it was much larger than I assumed from the water. As I walked around, something occurred to me, the huge trees were not being cut by a chainsaw. The large stumps showed huge, ragged wood splinters and the tall pieces of trees were piled in various messy, massive heaps. If I didn’t know better, I would have thought he trees had been snapped off by a hurricane, if that was even possible in such a small, isolated area. I carefully moved around the cleared land, trying to decipher what was happening when I discovered the remnants of a fire. It had long been extinguished and there was a pile of empty food cans scattered around it. I walked around a little more until I found evidence of tire tracks heading back towards the main road. A while later, without piecing much together, I made my way back to the water and slowly swam home. As I walked down the dock towards the cabin, I saw Ben, Donny and Jack still working on the walls of the gym building. I smiled and waved as I stepped inside the cabin to shower and change. When I emerged a little while later, they were packing up for the day.

“You made a lot of progress today.” I said.

“If only we had some stronger help.” Donny said, slapping Ben’s round shoulder and laughing.

“I’m working on it Donny.” Ben said and gave him little shove back that still caused Donny to stubble a little.

“Ben, you need a ride to town?” Jack asked.

Ben gave me a look and my face told him he was invited to stay over.

“I’m good guys, see you tomorrow?”

“For sure.” Donny said as the truck rolled away.

Ben stepped inside the cabin and had his shirt stripped off before the back of the truck disappeared into the trees lining the driveway.

“I just tossed four chickens into the oven.” I said as Ben leaned into to kiss me.

“Good, I worked up a good appetite today.” Ben said with a playful bounce of his pecs.

“I saw some of it. You put on quite a show.”

“Always Rick, always. I’m going to get a shower before we eat. Arms tonight?”

“Yup, after dessert.” I said, opening the container of syringes.

“I LOVE dessert.” Ben said with another bounce of his pecs.

Two hours later, fully fed with a fresh dose of gear coursing through our veins, Ben and I were beginning our second workout of the day. I had a 60lb dumbbell in each hand when I saw Ben cock his head towards the barn door. I paused and from outside, Jack took a slow step towards the door.

“Jack?” Ben asked.

“I-I-I was…can I workout with you guys?” Jack said nervously.

Ben glanced at me with a smile.

“Of course Jack. Come on in.” I said as Jack fully entered the gym, looking from me to Ben, both of us shirtless.

“FUCK, you two are huge!” Jack said.

“We’re getting there Jack. Am I right to assume you like what you see?” I asked.

Jack could only nod his head. I smiled at him and turned to Ben who was grinning from ear to ear.

“Welcome to the freak club Jack.” I said as I started to curl the dumbbells.

[debate1]

8 hours ago, Newmassaddict said:

Chapter 3

Work was progressing nicely on the new gym building. In just two weeks, the cement slab was poured and Cole and his team were starting to frame the walls. I had given Ben a key so it wasn’t a surprise to find him already in the old gym before me. I stepped through the door to see Ben slamming the bar back on the rack after a brutal set of squats. I watched the four 45lb plates on each side of the bar sway as Ben took a few steps back. His tight workout shorts had already been pushed high due to his massive quads, but he hiked them even higher and struck a few poses, admiring his rapidly growing body. I felt my heart rate increase as Ben shook and flexed his quads over and over, completely oblivious that I had arrived. In thirty days, Ben had piled on an astounding 14lbs of new muscle onto his already hulking 5’6” frame.

I walked up beside Ben who nodded at my reflection in the mirror while increasing the intensity of his quad flex. Up close, I could see new, deeper striations running down his quads. The massive slabs of beef were so bloated, they appeared to engulf his tiny knee joints.

“Quads are SO PUMPED RICK.” Ben said with an added grunt to empathize just how hard he was flexing.

“They look absolutely incredible.” I said, running my hand over his enormous right glute, caressing the countless muscle fibres under his short fabric.

“I managed 27 reps with 405lb but not that you’re here, I want to completely devastate this little twigs.” Ben said.

“You are a masochistic.” I said.

“Takes one to know one.” Ben said with a grin as he slammed another 45lb plate to the bar. “You look fucking huge even before getting pumped.”

I lifted a 45lb plate and glanced down at my huge arm, admiring the increased thickness I’d acquired in the last month. I was hellbent on reaching 250lbs this week. “We are looking pretty freaky aren’t we?”

“FUCK YEAH. NO STOPPING US.” Ben shouted as he ducked under the bar now loaded with 495lbs and quickly lifted it off the rack. I stepped closer to provide Ben a spot but he shook his head, “I got this. just watch these quads explode.”

I stepped back as Ben lowered the huge weight with textbook precession. At the bottom of the rep, his glutes swelled so large, I feared he’d blow his shorts in two. From my vantage point directly behind Ben, his quads spilled out in both directions. He easily powered the bar back up, given me a prefect view of his hamstrings. At the top of the rep, Ben raised the bar higher and performed a few calf raises before lowering the weight again. With a growl, he heaved the bar back up. He again, did a few calf raises before lower the bar for is third rep. At the bottom he paused. I stepped forward to offer a spot.

“NO! Press down on the bar.” He commanded.

My eyes went wide but I positioned myself directly behind Ben, feeling his rock-hard ass pressing into my crotch. I placed my hands on the bar and felt the vibrations of Ben’s body running through it. As he started to rise, I added additional resistance which he easily overcame.

“MORE!” He screamed. 

I increased my effort but Ben finished the rep. He didn’t hesitate at the top this time, instead, lowered the weight quickly. I felt sweat gathering on my forehead as I continued to apply additional resistance. Ben was panting like a dog as he drove the bar back up again, the weights clanging together at the top of the rep.

“Step back.” Ben said with visible effort in his voice.

I stumbled away astounded by the sight of Ben’s blood-engorged quads. There was little separation between his two legs due to their enormous girth. Cable-thick hamstrings twitched involuntarily while his huge calves looked ready to burst through his skin. Ben let out a loud bellow as he lowered the weight and rose again with terrifying speed. Like a switch had been flipped, Ben started to move his quads like a piston, pumping out rep after rep like the bar had suddenly became irrelevant. I counted 10 reps before losing count. Ben screamed like a rabid animal until finally, he stepped forward and practically threw the bar back on the rack and collapsed to the floor with a loud thud.

“Ben! Are you ok?” I said, kneeling beside his limp body.

“Look at them.” Ben said, placing his hands on his quads. The contrast made his hands look tiny in comparison to the two, bloated masses of quad meat. “I’m better than ok, I’m becoming a fucking FREAK!”

I leaned in and kissed Ben’s sweat covered lips. “You certainly are but can you get the fuck out the cage so I can work my quads as hard as you?”

Ben howled with laughter as he pulled himself up. He turned to see me postponing myself under the bar, still loaded with his maximum weight.

“Rick!” He protested but stopped as I lifted the bar off the rack and easily lowered it. I let out a small grunt before driving the weight back up. I could hear Ben gasp as I preformed my second rep but he started to emit moans as I performed five more rep, the volume of his voice increasing with each one. When I re-racked the bar after my sixth rep, I turned to see Ben still on the floor but he was rapidly jerking his cock. I took a step closer, pulled up my shorts and flexed my right quad.

“FUCK” Ben moaned as gobs of cum started to spew from his dick. “That was so hot.” He said as his free hand reached up to feel my granite-hard quad muscle. I bit my lip and flexed harder, feeling Ben’s grip tighten.

“I can’t let you be the only freak around.” I said and extended my hand to help Ben stand. His shorts were still pulled down over his pumped quads and cum was splattered over his thick abs. “Load one more plate, I need to make these quads burn before the crew arrives.” I said to Ben’s delight.

By the time we finished out workout, Ben and I could barely walk. We had just enough time to shower before we heard the truck arrive. We slowly stepped out of the cabin as Donny and Jack were making their way to the new gym building. They had become accustomed to finding Ben already here most mornings and I assumed they knew what was going on but didn’t seem to care. They did however, take notice of the progress we were both making.

I saw them whisper something to each other as Ben and I approached.

“Leg day?” Jack asked and Ben nodded in agreement.

“Told ya Donny, just look at those legs” Jack said slapping his brother on the shoulder.

“It was a pretty great workout.” I said.

As the summer weather became warmer, Donny and Jack had started wearing t-shirts and cargo shorts to the cabin most days. While both men were in great shape, neither would be considered huge.

“You guys should join us for a workout some day.” Ben said.

“With you two?! You’d fucking kill us.” Donny said.

I caught Jack staring at my quads that spilled out of my shorts before laughing along with his brother.

“Ok boys, enough chit chat, let’s get these walls up!” Jack said. As the elder brother, Jack usually took charge when their father Cole wasn’t there.

I left the three men to their work and went inside to eat, glancing over my shoulder at the cabin door in time to see Jack staring at my backside. I turned and stepped inside with a wide grin on my face.

An hour later, I stepped outside just as a large wooden frame was being hoisted into place. As had become the custom, Donny and Jack let Ben showcase his astounding strength. A large rope was wrapped around the wooden structure with the free end between Ben’s hands. Donny and Jack stood at the corners of the frame while Ben easily held the huge structure in place. From my vantage point, I marvelled at Ben’s turtle-like back, ripped shoulders and flexed arms. With the large section positioned in the right place, Donny gave Ben nod and he sprung into action. With a low grunt, he started to the pull on the rope. The wood let out a groan as the whole piece started to tilt up until it was perfectly level. Donny shouted for Ben to stop, which he did, holding the wooden frame perfectly still while they started to nail it into place. 

“Hurry up and secure that side Donny.” Jack yelled from the other side, “Ben can’t hold it in place forever.”

“Don’t rush guys.” Ben said and let go of his left hand. The wall never faltered as he raised his free arm and gave all of us a huge bicep flex.

With the wall nailed in place, Ben let go of the rope and moved on to the next section. Before Donny and Jack could join him, he heaved the huge wall panel off the ground and with a slight adjustment, pressed the whole piece over his head. He gave me a wink as his lats flared and his arms and forearms pulsed with power. He easily held the large structure in place as Jack quickly tied the rope to it. Once both Donny and Jack stepped in to hold the wall in place, with visible strain on their faces, Ben sauntered away with the rope in his hands. He planted his feet and with he rope taut, he started to pull. As every muscle on his body flexed, the section of wall rose above Donny and Jack’s hands. They moved to guide the wood as Ben pulled the wall level with surprising speed. I could feel my cock harden at Ben’s unending displays of power. Not wanting to embarrass anyone, I slipped back inside before my hard-on was too obvious.

Later in the afternoon I decided to go for a swim. As my growing body cut through the water, I relished at how much faster and further I could make it across the lake. Lately, I started to toy with the idea of swimming the full length of the lake in the near future. I stopped swimming and turned back towards the cabin to admire the growing gym structure in the distance when something else caught my eye. To the right of my cabin, some distance away, I noticed a small clearing of trees had appeared Curiosity took over and I adjusted my course and started to swim in that direction.

I reached the shore and without a dock, I had to navigate the rocky shore. There were still many trees on the shore and with considerable effort to not cut my feet, I made my way to the clearing. Up close, it was much larger than I assumed from the water. As I walked around, something occurred to me, the huge trees were not being cut by a chainsaw. The large stumps showed huge, ragged wood splinters and the tall pieces of trees were piled in various messy, massive heaps. If I didn’t know better, I would have thought he trees had been snapped off by a hurricane, if that was even possible in such a small, isolated area. I carefully moved around the cleared land, trying to decipher what was happening when I discovered the remnants of a fire. It had long been extinguished and there was a pile of empty food cans scattered around it. I walked around a little more until I found evidence of tire tracks heading back towards the main road. A while later, without piecing much together, I made my way back to the water and slowly swam home. As I walked down the dock towards the cabin, I saw Ben, Donny and Jack still working on the walls of the gym building. I smiled and waved as I stepped inside the cabin to shower and change. When I emerged a little while later, they were packing up for the day.

“You made a lot of progress today.” I said.

“If only we had some stronger help.” Donny said, slapping Ben’s round shoulder and laughing.

“I’m working on it Donny.” Ben said and gave him little shove back that still caused Donny to stubble a little.

“Ben, you need a ride to town?” Jack asked.

Ben gave me a look and my face told him he was invited to stay over.

“I’m good guys, see you tomorrow?”

“For sure.” Donny said as the truck rolled away.

Ben stepped inside the cabin and had his shirt stripped off before the back of the truck disappeared into the trees lining the driveway.

“I just tossed four chickens into the oven.” I said as Ben leaned into to kiss me.

“Good, I worked up a good appetite today.” Ben said with a playful bounce of his pecs.

“I saw some of it. You put on quite a show.”

“Always Rick, always. I’m going to get a shower before we eat. Arms tonight?”

“Yup, after dessert.” I said, opening the container of syringes.

“I LOVE dessert.” Ben said with another bounce of his pecs.

Two hours later, fully fed with a fresh dose of gear coursing through our veins, Ben and I were beginning our second workout of the day. I had a 60lb dumbbell in each hand when I saw Ben cock his head towards the barn door. I paused and from outside, Jack took a slow step towards the door.

“Jack?” Ben asked.

“I-I-I was…can I workout with you guys?” Jack said nervously.

Ben glanced at me with a smile.

“Of course Jack. Come on in.” I said as Jack fully entered the gym, looking from me to Ben, both of us shirtless.

“FUCK, you two are huge!” Jack said.

“We’re getting there Jack. Am I right to assume you like what you see?” I asked.

Jack could only nod his head. I smiled at him and turned to Ben who was grinning from ear to ear.

“Welcome to the freak club Jack.” I said as I started to curl the dumbbells.

Make jack huge! 

[Ro20316]

Ohh there is a twist, someomne else is out there and its freakishly strong. They are  ripping trees with their bare hands.

Now Jack has joined the team. Its a family bussiness after all.

[Newmassaddict]

Chapter 4

I had a rare two days alone at the cabin. Ben needed to head into town for a few days during a break in construction, it was the first time he’d spend a night away in over a month. I woke up early as usual and toured the progress. The gym was just about to enter its second month and looked close to being done. The exterior walls and roof were in place and most of the inside was finished. Stepping inside I smiled as I stood in the vast, brightly lit space. One wall was all windows that looked onto the lake, while the opposite wall was covered in massive mirrors that had been installed the day before. I stopped and admired the bright morning sun flooding the room and my reflection. I barely recognized myself. Tipping the scale at 264lbs this morning, I looked like a legitimate, professional bodybuilder. Not only had I gained far more mass than I had expected to so quickly, I was able to shed nearly all my body fat. I no longer had to flex to reveal countless veins, they were always there. I raised my right arm and flexed my now 22” bicep. Just that single movement made my dick twitch in my tight shorts. I placed my coffee cup on the floor and pulled my shorts off. Now naked, I stood back up and flared my massive lats.

“FUCK YEAH” I moaned and spread my back even wider, pressing my arms so high, they were parallel to the floor. I adjusted my hips so my enormous 32” quads spilled out in every direction while my calves solidified into two terrifyingly hard mounds of beef.

“Huge fucking quads.” I said louder then before as my cock started to rise.

I raised my arms and placed them behind my head, making sure to feel my thick traps in the process. Without flexing my arms, I felt my ears being pressed against my head and no light could shine threw. I paused to admire the outrageous contrast between my thick lats and impossibly tiny waist. With one breath, I inflated my lungs, causing my lats to widen even more as I preformed a vacuum pose that would have won me any bodybuilding show I entered. Even performing the pose, the deep separation between each of my abdominal muscle were clearly evident. I held the pose until my lungs burned and my quads started to shake. As I relaxed the pose, my cock slapped against my abs.

I ran my hands over my flexed abs and cupped my shredded pecs as a I felt a drop of pre-cum hit my left leg.

“SO HUGE!” I practically screamed as I leaned forward and hit a most muscular pose. The hulking form reflected back in the mirror visibly grew into a wall of pulsing muscle. Veins expanded all over my body as every muscle flexed. My traps rose so high, they threatened to graze my ears. My shoulders looked like giant balls of granite and my arms looked to fuze with my equally pumped forearms. I straightened and re-flexed my arms, causing them to swell even bigger. I was panting as my pecs rose so high, they pressed my chin higher as countless deep striations covered their smooth surface. I lifted my left leg and stomped it as hard as I could onto the floor, emitting a primal growl as every muscle grew freakishly huge. There was barely a gap between my upper quads and my calves looked like a bags of snakes fighting each other.

“FUCK, I”M GETTING SO HUGE, SO MASSIVE, SO FREAKY” I screamed as hot cum erupted from my throbbing dick. “YES, CUM TO ALL THAT MEAT!” I bellowed as I experienced the most intense orgasm of my life, the fact that I hadn’t touched my cock made it even more incredible. As the last drop of cum splashed onto the floor, my whole body was shaking from the effort I was exerting to hold the pose. I relaxed and fell to one knee as my legs gave out. I looked up and even my slumped over body looked massive in the mirror.

As I wiping the remaining cum from the floor, I heard the beeping of a truck in reverse. I quickly pulled my shorts back on and headed outside just as the huge truck reached the end of the driveway. My heart leapt in my chest when I saw the gym equipment logo on the side of the truck. I wasn’t expecting the new equipment for a few more weeks. The truck stopped and the door opened and driver stepped out. He was huge, not that I would have expected less from a gym equipment company. He wore a t-shirt that looked painted on his massive torso, stretching the company logo across his huge pecs. Below, he wore shorts hiked up high they exposing two huge quads and equally large calves. He looked up at my approaching, nearly naked and ridiculously pumped body and just stopped and starred.

“Wow! I can’t believe you’re early! I wasn’t expecting this stuff for another few weeks.” I said when I finally reached him. Standing close, I estimated he outweighed me by about 20 pounds, although, I was much leaner than him. His eyes were bulging out of his head as they moved from one part of my body to the other. Eventually, he gave his head a quick shake and refocused.

“S-s-sorry. Y-y-yeah, you lucked out. I’m Jay.”

“Rick.”

“W-w-where is this going?” Jay asked and pointed to the truck.

“In there.” I said and pointed to the new gym building. “Follow me.”

“Whoa!” Jay exclaimed as he stepped inside the huge, new space. “This is just your gym?”

“Yup, I’m pretty excited to get it all set-up. Bring on the gains, right?” I said.

“Hell yeah. You’re pretty jacked right now, more gains will be pretty epic.” Jay said looking at my arm.

I slowly curled it, causing the multiple muscles to harden and swell, causing more veins to appear on the surface. “Yup, grow these fuckers to 24”, 25.”

“Damn.” Was all Jay could say.

“Well, I bet the two of us can get the equipment moved in here pretty fast. Hell, we might even get a good pump.” I said.

“You’re gonna help?” Jay asked.

“Of course! The sooner it’s inside, the sooner I can set it up and move the rest of the gear from the old shed.”

Jay seemed to get excited at the prospect of seeing me lug the heavy equipment and I had to admit, I wan’t to see him do the same. We made our way back to the truck and started to unload. After a few trips, we were both sweating, my exposed upper body glistening while Jay’s t-shirt was completed soaked through.

“You’re drenched, strip that shirt off.” I said to Jay who complied. His thick, well built upper body now revealed. “Great size and shape.” I said.

Jay playfully bounced his heavy pecs and I couldn’t resist doing the same.

“Thanks but I’d love to have your definition, you look contest ready.”

“Thanks, no contests for me, I just need to keep growing bigger and freakier.” 

“Nice. I’d like to do the same.” Jay said as we made our way back to he truck.

Two hours later and all the new equipment was unloaded. Once the weights and machines were moved from the old shed, this gym would be one of the best equipped gyms around. And it was all mine. 

We were sweating buckets. Jay was sitting on one of the new benches when I handed him a fresh bottle of water. As he look it from me, I couldn’t help but run my hand over his bloated, vein-covered forearm. As a reflex, he tensed the thick muscles, causing them to pulse under my grip. I continued to run my hand up his thick, pumped bicep. Jay let out a low moan of pleasure as I gave it a little squeeze. He placed the water on the floor before both of his hands touched my abs, which I flexed in response.

“FUCK, you are so ripped. Look at the deep cuts between your abs. I’m afraid my finger will get stuck in the crevasses.”

“Ha ha. You never know.” I said as I tensed my abs even harder, feeling Jay trace a few of the thick veins with his fingers. “Getting pretty freaky aren’t they?”

“Fuck yeah.” Jay responded as his hands rose to feel my growing pecs. He let out a gasp as I flexed them, causing their rock-hard density to solidify even more. Jay slowly rose from the bench without removing his hands. His strong grip on my pecs felt incredible.

“Squeeze harder. You can’t hurt them.” I said as I rhythmically flexed them.

“FUCK. They are so hard, so huge.”

“They’ll be huge we flexing them threatens to choke me.” I said as I bought my hands together and flexed my whole upper body. I caught a glimpse of myself in the nearby mirror and marvelled at how much bigger I looked compared to Jay’s impressive size. 

I moved to the new rack of barbells we just brought in. I had custom ordered them to start at 80lbs and go to 300lb. I gripped the brand new metal bar and lifted the 120lb bar off the rack. “Come feel this biceps grow to 23” of ripped muscle.” I said and started to curl, causing my already pumped biceps to swell.

Jay stepped closer and placed his hand on my sweaty, hot flesh. He let out a moan as I reached the top of my three rep. “Fuck Rick, you are so huge.”

“I haven’t even come close to huge.” I said, increasing the speed I curled the weight. “How many do you want to see me do?”

“What? Uh, 20?” Jay said as he moved his hand up and down my increasingly pumped bicep, tracing the countless veins with his fingers.

“That’s nothing. I’ll do 40 reps but on one condition. You better cum when I finish. Now, step back and watch me get truly freaky.”

Jay couldn’t respond. His eyes grew wide as he positioned himself a foot in from of me. I could still see my reflection in the nearby mirror. By the time I reached 10 reps, my biceps were already burning. They looked to already be pumped to 23” but I wanted more. Jay was moaning with each rep as I reached 15 reps. I lowered the bar and paused as I looked down at the sickening network of veins that covered my equally massive forearms.

“Have you ever seen forearms this nasty? Look at those veins! Fuck I love getting freaky.” I said as I started the 16 rep.

Jay let out a small yelp as his hand reached for his throbbing cock.

As the bar rose for the 19th time, my arms felt like they were on fire. I stomped my foot and started to growl like an animal. I managed four more reps before pausing again at the bottom of the rep.

“Fuck Rick! Look at you!” Jay yelled, as gobs of pre-cum started to drip from his cock.

“N-N-Need MOOOORRRRREEEE!” I screamed as I raised the bar for the 24th time. Never had my arm felt so pumped. The pace of each rep slowed and as I reached 30, I was panting, growling and screaming. I sounded like a animal being tortured.

“Rick, stop, you’ll hurt yourself.” I heard Jay protesting.

“I-I-I c-c-can’t!” I managed between grunts. As the bar rose again. At the top of the rep, I felt my biceps and forearms press together and the sensation of the two inhumanly pumped appendages fighting against each other was so incredible I went ballistic. I looked up at the ceiling and let out a bellow so loud, I thought I heard the windows rattle. The bar fell quickly but I maintained control and without hesitation I raised it again. Surprising even myself, the pace of the rep increased. Pain racked my whole body but I refused to submit. 32-33-34. I felt unstoppable. 36-37-38. It felt like my arm were being ripped from my body. As the bar rose for the 39 time, I felt my cock start to release a massive load of cum. As the bar lowered, I felt the metal graze my raging cock and with one final demonic scream, I raised the bar one last time. I managed to hold it at the top of the rep for a few seconds before letting it finally drop to the floor. I let out on final scream as I slowly opened my eyes. Seeing my reflection made me recoil in near horror. Not only were my arms so huge and pumped, my whole body looked like it had morphed into a completely different person. There wasn’t a muscle that didn’t look ready to tear through my skin. I couldn’t move my arms to flex but I didn’t have to, I could see each individual muscle fibre and more veins than ever. Jay’s scream brought me back to reality.

“WHAT THE FUCK? YOU ARE A FREAK!” He said as I turned to face him. He no longer had the look of desire on his face, it had been replaced with one of sheer terror. I took a small step towards him.

“STAY AWAY!” He said as he bent down to grab his clothes and started to stumble towards the door. “I NEED TO GET THE FUCK OUT OF HERE!” Seconds later I heard the truck tearing up the gravel driveway as it sped away.

I turned back to the mirror and raised my arms, causing waves of pain to shoot through my whole body but I managed to bend my arms, causing my biceps to rise like twisted mountains of stone. My forearms barely passed 90 degrees due to the extreme pump and sheer mass of my biceps and forearms.

“Weak little shit just can’t handle a real muscle freak.” I said as I gripped the 150lb bar and hoisted it off the rack.

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Cant wait for the next chapter!