Old Man Power. Finale added 5-13-23

[Kymuscleboy]

Wow! Reading the story from beginning to current was a super treat! The only bad part is now waiting for new installments will be torture. Fred is such an alpha beast and becoming more so every day. There are so many possibilities for him to have fun. He has his new acolytes in the college ex-wrestlers, and Kent who he loves to tease but who is secretly into it. That doesn't even mention his kids, especially his sons, who will get the shock of their lives if they show up and "old dad" is now transformed into this mega beast, alpha stud! I can't wait to see where this goes and how much bigger and stronger Fred gets.

[ploder4]

Not to mention his ever growing range and variety of sex partners.

[bbmikenj]

The two college friends pulled up in front of Fred’s house. “You ready for this, Luke?” 

 

“You know I am, Bry. If we can get half as jacked up as that huge ole fucker, I’d be stoked.” They got out of the car. “You go first,” Luke said.

 

Bry laughed. “Pussy.” They walked up the sidewalk together, but before they got to the front door, Fred came around the side of the house. He had on a white tank top and a pair of blue workout shorts. “Geezus,” muttered Bry. Both young men had forgotten just how huge Fred was in person. His delts were the size of basketballs. His thick white goatee and shaved head made him look even more intimidating.

 

“I see you boys found the place. I was doing my workout in the yard. You want to come back and see what you’re made of?”

 

“Sure,” answered Luke uncertainly. Even though they’d been jocks their whole lives, Fred was a different kind of beast. Luke stared in awe at the thickness of the man’s back muscles. The way his big lats spread out of his tank, over three feet across. His huge, dense ass muscles. His massive quads. And calves the size of footballs. He was in his bare feet, and Luke guessed his shoe size must be around 16. Luke wondered what it would be like to be pinned to the ground by one of those big meaty feet, with the massive old man flexing over him.

 

As they got to the backyard, Fred turned to them and said, “I’ve been at it for about 40 minutes already. Do I look pumped?” He hit a few poses. He was massively pumped. Muscle exploded out all over him. He weighed more than Luke and Bry combined, and it showed. His cock was turgescent in his shorts, and was proportional to his body size. 

 

When he finished flexing, he said, “Let’s get started. The lady next door is probably going to be watching from her window, so why don’t you guys strip off your shirts, give her a show.” 

 

The guys took their shirts off obediently. They were both lean and well muscled, broad shouldered and wasp waisted jocks, weighing around 160 each. After 15 minutes of warming up, their taut, youthful skin glistened in the sunshine. Fred could tell that bodyweight lunges, pull-ups, and other exercises weren’t going to wear these guys down very fast. He said, “You want to make your workout a little more challenging?” 

 

“Sure,” they answered.

 

Fred went to his garage and came out with two weighted vests. When he handed them to the guys, they almost fell over. “How much do these weigh?” asked Luke.

 

“Sixty pounds each,” said Fred. “You game?” 

 

Both guys were game. Fred’s yard went back 150 feet. He made the guys go knee-to-grass with every lunge. By the third turn, both guys were a little green around the gills. Fred decided to give them a break. He crouched down in front of them and said, “Hop on, boys, I’ll take you for a ride.” Luke and Bry happily got onto Fred’s massive back, clinging to his thick neck like baby lemurs. Fred stood up, and then, with 320lbs of jock and another 120lbs in weighted vests, started doing lunges down the length of his yard. With 440lbs on his back, he lunged his his way down and back four times. Slow, deep lunges. His kneecaps had grass stains. His thighs swelled. The guys’ groins pressed against the big man’s lower back, and they could feel the bulging ropey muscles tensing up hard as steel cables. 

 

Fred stopped and signaled for them to drop down. They let go and dropped to the ground behind him. Fred turned around, and the two college boys gasped at the sight of the mega pumped quads of the huge old man. He towered over them like the Colossus of Rhodes. Bry said, “Master.” Then he bowed down and kissed Fred’s foot. Luke reached out and put a hand on Fred’s blazing hot thigh meat. The big man looked down at his little acolytes. He felt a hunger growing inside him. A need for them to worship him even deeper. He grabbed them by their vests and lifted them off the ground. The two handsome college jocks looked at him with awe, as their feet dangled in midair. He pressed them overhead and used them for reps until his giant delts burned with power. Then he sat them gently down on the ground. 

 

“Let’s get these thing off you,” he said, pulling at the Velcro straps of the vests. They slipped them off and let them plop to the ground. Fred stripped off his tank top. He looked at them, both so fresh and vital. He felt like a massively built vampire, eyeing his prey. They looked at him like he was a god, his muscles five times more densely packed than theirs and vastly stronger. “Let’s go inside,” the big man said. The two jocks obeyed, turning and walking to the back door. He watched their perfectly shaped little asses roll as they walked. He followed them inside, then he shut the door and latched it.

 

They all stripped down naked. Fred posed as the two dudes felt him up. He knelt down and flexed his biceps. The jocks groaned at the size of them, and then Fred leaned into them and rubbed his big peaks on their ball sacs. The two guys pushed their balls against the rock hard arms with all their weight. They both had goosebumps. So much power, on their balls.Fred realized that his arms were bigger than their quads. It turned him on. He pushed his arm deeper between Luke’s legs, until his peak was against Luke’s ass. Then he stood up, lifting the jock with him. Fred put his big calloused hand on the small of Luke’s back. Luke’s skin was smoother than satin. Fred went down on him, and the hot jock almost passed out. He had his hands on Fred’s traps, and he couldn’t believe the size of the guy going down on him.

 

Bry got between Luke’s dangling legs, and went down on Fred. He barely got his mouth around the big man’s cock, but was rewarded with pulse after pulse of precum. Luke was feeding Fred his pre, too, and Bry had a long rope of his own trailing down to the hardwood floor. Fred’s big peak was pressing into Luke’s ass, applying tremendous pressure on Luke’s prostate. The young jock had never felt such pleasure. He wanted to hold back, but he couldn’t. He hadn’t busted one out in a couple of days, so he had plenty to give. And Fred took it all, sucking every drop of jock protein he could get. Then he put Luke down, and lifted Bry off his dick and up to his mouth. He kissed the young dude deeply. Bry kissed him back. Then Fred lifted him up by his armpits, and went down on him. Luke got on his knees and started sucking Fred’s big balls. Fred’s precum continued to flow heavily, and ran down Luke’s back. 

 

Bry didn’t last long either. He shot his spunk down the huge old bodybuilder’s throat. Fred took every drop, then put Bry down. He flexed his arms and admired them. He was raging and pumped. He led the pair into his bedroom, where he ravaged them for the next hour. He used both their asses for his needs, several times each, while the other one worshipped his body. He tossed them around way harder than he had gone at Lois. He could have gone another hour, his stamina was unbelievable, but both of the jocks were done in, he could tell. He told them to rest up while he went to shower. As he soaped himself up, he couldn’t believe his big cock had fit into their tight asses, but it had. They weren’t gonna walk right for awhile, but it had fit. He was still hard, and he stroked himself while he rinsed off. His dick had gotten bigger, growing with the rest of him, and was insatiable. What was happening to him, he wondered. But then he shot a load all over the shower, and decided not to worry about it.

 

He got dried off and dressed. He went to tell the guys to shower off, but they were already dressed. As they got ready to leave, Bry told him that they were a little worried about explaining to their girlfriends where all their bruises came from. 

 

“What bruises?” Fred asked. The guys lifted their shirts and showed him. “Jesus, did I do that? You look like you were gored by a bull.” 

 

“We kinda were,” said Luke.

 

“Guess I don’t know my own strength.” He bounced his massive pecs. “Tell you what, next time you come over, bring the ladies with you, I’ll show them how it happened.”

 

Bry thought about his girlfriend’s Instagram account. He had seen how she followed a ton of dudes who were jacked up beasts. And Luke was pretty sure his girlfriend was into him for his big cock, and he was about half as big and thick as Fred. They both shuddered at the thought of their girls getting a look at Fred’s massiveness. No way were they bringing them over here. Besides, he was their little secret. At least for now. 

 

 

 

[spacevlad]

Incredibly hot chapter, fuck. All that young seed gotta be good for a growing freak like Fred!

[man4bigmuscle]

Fantastic! Thank you!

[Ro20316]

Fred''s is having a second puberty and he is love with it. He has whoever he wants now will he get to Kent?

[dredlifter]

Oh yeah love the big powerful man

[bbmikenj]

Fred got to the gym late that night. He had spent the evening with Luke and Luke’s girlfriend Becca. Luke had gained ten pounds since he started training with Fred, and was now up to 175lbs, but Fred reminded him who was alpha by one-arm curling him by his belt right off the ground and up against the ceiling. That turned Becca on big time. And it turned out that Luke had been right, Becca was really into big dick. Fred had her reach into his shorts to feel what she was up against. The young woman almost orgasmed just feeling the girth of it. It took both her hands to plop it out of his shorts.

 

Fred decided that they should have a contest to see who could orally pleasure him the best. He stripped down and stood in the middle of his living room as they took turns going down on him. Becca didn’t seem at all phased by the fact that her boyfriend was willing to go down on a 75yo bodybuilder’s huge dick. Fred was surprised at how much of him they were able to choke down. He held his hands behind his head, to resist the urge to grab them by their ears and force them down even deeper. He didn’t want to damage them. Whenever he saw them look upward, he’d make his biceps pop up and down. That made them both go at it even harder. By the time they were done, it was hard to pick a winner. They had both sucked a load out of him. 

 

They both insisted that Fred choose a winner, so Fred picked Luke. Becca was disappointed until she found out that Luke’s reward would be to watch Fred air-fuck Becca. “Yes!” she exclaimed with a fist bump in the air. Fred picked her up and ripped right thru her panties with his thick dick as he sat her gently down onto it. He had to be gentle, she only weighed about 115. So easy to move up and down, but fragile as an orchid. Yet she seemed to enjoy every thrust he made into her.

 

Luke, for his part, couldn’t take his eyes off Fred’s massive glutes. Every time the huge old bodybuilder clenched, his ass striations popped out in high definition. How could he be so shredded, Luke wondered, as he jacked off to the powerful glutes of the giant god who was air fucking his girlfriend like she was a delicate doll. She was making noises that he’d never heard her make, and saying ‘make it hurt,’ so Fred would slide another inch into her, as her back arched into him. 

 

How was Luke ever going to measure up to that? He had a feeling that both of them would be fantasizing about Fred every time they had sex from now on. Him thinking about Fred’s massive power, her thinking about his giant kielbasa.

 

After the two young people had recuperated and left, Fred headed to the gym. It was deadlift day for him. It was ten o’clock and the gym was open until midnight, so he’d get in two good hours. 

 

As he entered the gym he saw Kent, and yelled over to him, “You really shouldn’t park your car on the sidewalk, Kendall. It’s gonna get towed.” 

 

Kent looked out the window and saw his car sitting sideways across the sidewalk where Fred had dragged it. “Goddam it,” grumbled Kent. He got his keys and went out to move his car. Fred laughed and made his way to the deadlifting area.

 

He started his warmup with 365lbs on the bar. He stood on a block when he did them, and really stretched out at the bottom. After an hour of set after set, he was up to 675lbs. Then 750. Sets of 20 reps. He took off his stringer and checked himself in the mirror. His lats had lats. His neck and traps merged into one huge mound. His shorts were soaked thru with sweat. With a half hour left, he was deadlifting over 875 for 15 reps per set. The whole gym floor shook when he ended a set and dropped the bar down. By ten before midnight, he had the bar loaded with 945lbs. He was using almost every 45lb plate in the gym. He chalked up his hands, and the powder mixed in with the blood from his callouses. He grabbed the bar and was just about to start went Kent came back and said, “Closing time, old man.”

 

Fred looked up at the clock and said, “I still got time, Urkel.”

 

“You got time to put all those weights away. Everyone else is gone,” said Kent, trying his best to be tough. Fred looked at him, then lifted the bar. When he had it up, his stupendous shoulders barely quaking, he power snatched the bar overhead, staring at Kent defiantly. Then he tipped the bar to the right and shook that half of the plates onto the floor. Then he tipped it to the left and toppled the rest of the plates off the bar. The clanging was deafening.

 

“Looks like you’ve got a big cleanup before you head home, Tupac.” Then Fred dropped the empty bar onto the pile of Olympic plates. Kent’s face turned deep red. Fred laughed. Then he flexed both his arms. He brought them up, slow and hard. The anger drained from Kent’s face as he kstared at the old man’s huge peaks, rising like mountains. “You wanna touch them, don’t ya boy?” Fred said. Kent was mesmerized by them, and took a step toward Fred. “I measured these pythons last night. They were 26”, cold. Imagine what they are now. 27? 28?” Fred flexed harder and his peaks rose. “You got an aching in your core to feel this, don’t you? You never felt anything like this dry, grainy 345lbs of iron sinew. I bet you been jerking off to the thought of me, haven’t you, Kenny?”

 

Kent slowly shook his head yes. Not only jerking off, but nightly emissions. He could barely think of anything else but Fred’s size and growth and strength. He hated it and envied it and desired it. The old fucking freak could do dead’s with 945lbs. Kent’s PR was 420. Fred was more than twice as strong as him, and had a better 8 pack. Kent took another step toward Fred, but he tripped over one of the weight plates, and fell into Fred’s chest. Fred didn’t budge. “That 74 inch chest solid enough for you?” Fred asked, as Kent leaned his face against the hard pec slabs of the massed up 75yo Vietnam War veteran. 

 

“Lick them,” Fred ordered. Kent obeyed, and hungrily licked and sucked on the big pecs and jutting nipples. He felt Fred’s arms, the swollen, ham sized bulging arms. He groaned. He’d longed for this moment, despite hating himself for his desire.

 

Kent was overwhelmed with lust. “Hurt me,” he whispered. Fred didn’t need to be asked twice. He wrapped his huge arms around the 220lb gym manager and squeezed him against his mighty torso. Kent grunted from the pressure, but asked for more. Fred squeezed him harder, trying not to crush the younger man’s ribcage like a hollow eggshell. He leaned forward and tapped Kent’s head on the ground a couple of times, then stood back up.

 

“I could fuck you up so bad,“ Fred warned, as he realized how much vastly stronger he was than the handsome jock.

 

“Do it,” begged Kent. Fred turned him around in his arms and applied a sleeper hold. Kent’s limbs flopped around wildly at first, but quickly began to go slack. When all the fight was drained out of him, Fred dropped him to the floor. With one hand, he grabbed him by his waistband and lifted him like an empty suitcase. On his way out of the gym, with the sagging bodyweight of Kent in one hand, his gym bag in the other, he switched off the lights. 

 

Then he tossed Kent into the backseat of his car and took him back to his house.

[Ro20316]

Fred wants to use and abuse Ken as much as Kent want to be with the old man.

Next chapter will be insane.

[bigbbny]

Hot!