Carlos Vega and his Friends

September 1, 2011 mymusclevideo Muscle Websites Updates, Profiles

Carlos Vega from Spain is one of the hottest webcam models in the world. The super hung (9 inches) bodybuilder weights 260lbs at only 5’8″ of pure muscles. He is a very know performer on LiveAthletes.com but he now is also on LiveMuscleCams.com, a website he co-owns now. He has brought some new performers online. Among them, German bodybuilder (classic-bodybuilding-competitor) Jonas J. Reich, Musclehunk Paco Jones and cute French Muscleboy Alexandre Delon.

Alexandre Delon and his buddy Igor from Russia have shot some hot video which will be published one by one here on MyMusclevideo.

These are some of the video of Alexandre Delon, Igor and of course of our super hero Carlos Vega:
http://mymusclevideo.com/media/3701/Cam_Show/
http://mymusclevideo.com/media/3707/More_Camposing/
http://mymusclevideo.com/media/19211/Alexandre_Delon_and_Igor_Photoshooting/
http://mymusclevideo.com/media/19210/Igor_Photoshooting/
http://mymusclevideo.com/media/19216/Oiling_up/
http://mymusclevideo.com/media/19217/Carlos_Vega/

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Zandro’s Pecs

August 9, 2011 kevinsimms Muscle Fantasies

Zandro the Visitor

It was a dark and stormy Friday night around 11 pm in my small town. Nothing much was happening as usual and I was preparing myself for bed. I was in my traditional, full body pajamas ready to hope in bed, when suddenly, I heard a knock on the door. I thought ‘that’s strange because I don’t have many visitors and especially at this hour.’ When I answered and opened the door there was a man with damp, wet and heavy cloths on that were also a bit muddy. I could tell was big and buff at first glance. At the time he looked a bit dark and mysterious.

“I’m sorry to come in at this hour, but I have no where to go and I need a place to stay” he said.

I was skeptical at first about whether or not to let him in but I knew I had an extra bedroom and I could help him out. I was also afraid that if I didn’t let him in he would break in and/or hurt me because he looked mean and had a troubled past, so I said, “Sure come on in.”

He entered and I closed the door behind him and showed him to my guest room. “You can borrow this room for a few days or as long as you need.”

“Thank you so much I really appreciate this.” he said

“Oh it’s no problem. I’m sorry I didn’t get your name” I said.

“It’s Zandro” he said. “I don’t want to mess up your bed, so can I use your washing machine and dryer to clean my cloths.”

“Sure, but my dryer doesn’t work I’ve been meaning to have someone come over and fix it,” I said.

“It’s okay, I’ll let my cloths air dry.” Zandro said

“Well, if you don’t mind I’m tired and I’m going to go to bed and sleep.”

“Okay,” Zandro said “I’ll just start washing my cloths”

“See you in the morning,” I said.

After a few minutes I was fast asleep. I woke up to a nice and sunny Saturday morning. I got out of bed and went to the bathroom to wash my face. Afterwards I walked into the living room to a great surprise. Zandro was sitting on my couch almost naked except for a pair of sky blue underwear. Zandro had really cleaned up while I was asleep. Zandro was cute and had a muscular tanned body. He had strapping, wide shoulders, a pair of thick and muscular biceps, toned six pack abs that were deep enough to hold a river, and strong and wide thighs and calf muscles. But, the part of his body that caught my eye was his chest. Zandro had and outstanding set of pecs that jutted out of his chest. I always had a fetish for pecs and I’ve seen alot of guys pecs but he had the biggest pair of pecs I’ve ever seen. Zandro’s pecs were wide, massive and juicy all topped off with suckable wide silver-dollar dark nipples begging to be worshipped.

“Morning” Zandro said.

“Good morning” I said. Acting like I wanted to put some cloths on, while off course I didn’t care i asked “Where are your cloths?”

“Remember how you told me your dryer is broken?” he said “Well, I left them in the basement to dry. Hey, they’re probably dry now, they’ve been drying all night”

“Wait!” I said quickly. Then calmly I said “I mean, cloths take forever to dry in the basement. Let’s sit and talk we didn’t get to talk much yesterday”

“Okay” Zandro said “What do you want to talk about?”

“Well tell me about yourself” I said as I sat next to him on the couch.

Zandro started rambling on about himself. I didn’t care while his muscular body was fully exposed. Zandro was talking for a while, and while he did I glanced at his meaty pecs when he wasn’t looking directly at me. This time I was up close to his pecs and they looked even bigger. I desperately wanted to squeeze and grab his pecs and throw them in my mouth as I worshipped them. I even could feel my mouth getting wet. His nipples were so inviting, I swear they were begging to be sucked. I even took a second to look at his crotch which looked pretty thick. I just nodded my head and said “yeah” occassionally so he thought I was listening. Zandro continued talking and I continued looking and gazing at his body. After a while I heard a silence and said “interesting” knowing good and well I didn’t know I barely knew what he just said.

Zandro had stood up and walked to my magazine self to return my magazine and to my surprise his back side look just as good as his front side. He had a huge and wide muscular back and had a huge and I repeat HUGE juicy bubble butt that looked perfect for anal. As Zandro stood by my magazine self with his back facing me my first instinct was go behind and grope and feel up on him. It’s like I wanted to rape him. And that’s what I tried to do.

I walked up behind him and rubbed my now hard dick on his bubble butt and I squeezed them. Just as I began to rub and massage his back Zandro turned around. “What are you doing?” He asked.

I was shocked and a bit embarressed so I didn’t say anything.

“Look I’m not gay” he said

Nowing how badly I wanted to worship Zandro I said “But, I did you a favor, don’t you think you could do me a favor”

“Well…” just as Zandro was about to answer my question the door bell rang.

Zandro looked out the window and saw the police. “Oh no, they must be looking for me” he said.

“Wait what are your talking about?” I said

“Didn’t you listen when I was telling you about myself”

“Oh yeah” I said out loud, but in my mind I was thinking, what the hell did he say.

“All the cloths I had, I stole from a really expensive store and I now th police are probably looking for the theif, who is me. You have to hide me, I don’t what to go to jail”

Zandro looked really scared and started turning bright red. I agreed to hide Zandro because I honestly didn’t want him and his hot muscular body to leave.”

There was another knock on the door and I yelled “Just a minute,” just as I proceeded to hide Zandro.

I showed Zandro to my attic located in the hallway in my house. I pulled the lever and Zandro up. I followed Zandro up and his butt was right my face. I slapped it a few times and I watched his butt jiggle right back into place in front of my face. Man, that was sexy. However Zandro didn’t respond he just rushed up to the attic. When we both got up there, I realized how dirty and dusty my basement was. I hadn’t cleaned up there in years. But, never mind about that. Zandro hide behind one of the many boxes in the attic and I went back down to the hallway, pushed up the attic door and answered the door.

“Hello Officer” I said “Is there anything I can do for you”

“Yes” he said “I’m officer Nick and there been a reported robbery of stolen cloths. We have the guy on video and there have been several reports of sightings of him in this area. We have a warrent and we are going around the neighborhood seaching for the guy and the stolen cloths and serching all the houses. May I come in?”

“Sure” I said

I opened the door for Officer Nick and one other officer named Officer Mike to come in. As they entered I said ‘hello’ but they say nothing in return. I didn’t mind. I just wanted to get back to Zandro. I noticed that the teo police officers were thick and muscular but I doubt they looked as good as Zandro. They continued to search the house looking inside and out for any signs of the cloths and Zandro. I remembered Zandro’s cloths were in the basement drying so I secretly rushed to the basement and hide his cloths below one of the floor boards that you wouldn’t know about unless you lived in the house. I began to go upstairs as the cops where coming downstairs to the basement. They passed me and searched the basement. After no luck, Officer Carlos thanked me for my cooperation and left. I immediately went to the attic and told him the house was clear.

Zandro came down from the attic relieved and followed me to my room. There he leaned his back aganist one of the walls in my room. Zandro looked all sweaty and it made his pecs look juicy and suckable. I was ready to feast on his pecs.

“Thank you so much” Zandro said “I just really needed the cloths at the time. If there is anything I can do please let me know.”

(Read slowly) Zandro was breathing heavy. I just watch as he was breathing made his pecs rising and fall with every breath. I notice sweat falling from his face to his pecs. Slowly trailing down to his nipple where it sat for a second than dripped to the floor.

“Well” I said as I moved closer to Zandro while his back was on the wall. There has been something I’ve been wanting to do since I saw you this morning”

“What?” Zandro said.

“I don’t think I should say it I should show you.” I said

I reached out both of my hands and grabbed a handful of his beefy and meaty pecs. My hands almost sank in his pecs flesh. I squeezed his pecs life them almost to his chin where I let them fall and giggle back into place. I loved watching them do that so much I did i again.

Zandro brushed my hand off his chest. “I’m sorry but I’m not gay and I don’t feel comfortable doing this.”

I got a little upset and I surprised myself of what I said next. “Look, I let you stay in my house, use my things and hide you from the cops. The cops are right outside, I can bring them back if you i wanted to. I just want to worship your gorgeous muscules.”

“You think my muscles are gorgeous?”

“Yeah, looked and you and your pecs, your pecs are amazing. Just let me worship you.” I said.

“I don’t know” Zandro said

I began massaging his pecs again. “I won’t take ‘no’ for an answer” I whispered in Zandro’s ears

I continued to rub his pecs and gradually getting tougher and rougher to test his muscle and pectoral strengh. After a while I started to punch his pecs. He tensed his pecs and were completly still as I punched them.

“Bounce your pecs” I said. Zandro bounced his pecs and I wrapped my hands around them and just felt them giggle in my hands. I can’t describe how it felt because it felt like nothing else in this world but it just felt right.

Next, I finally did want I wanted to do since I saw Zandro shirtless. I held Zandro’s left pec in my right hand and took it to my mouth. I sucked hard on his pecs and gently biting those beautiful dark silver dollar nipples. I sucked and sucked and sucked his pecs like there was no tomorrow. Zandro started to respond my moaning in a way that was painly and a sign he didn’t enjoy it and was hurting, but it just turned me on and i continued to suck his pecs harder than before. I did the same to Zandro’s right pec taking the whole thing in my mouth as if I was swallowing it, and Zandro continued moaning and groaning. I finally detached my mouth from his pecs but his time i started lick them and circling both of his silver dollar nipples. Man, I tell you they were wide and perfectly suckable and lickable. Zandro started moaning in a way which let me know he was enjoying it. I continued licking his pecs circling the outter ridge of his pecs with my tougue. I kissed parts of his pecs at times because i fell in love with them. I then squeezed and grope his pecs while licked and sucked his nipples but wait it got better. As I was squeezing and licking his pecs. Zandro bounced his pecs. I was paradise. I didn’t want to let him or his pecs go. I told him not to stop and he didn’t we continued this for about a good two minutes. This moment inceased my passion for pecs by 100%.

I back away from Zandro and noticed his pecs were completly wet and smoothered in saliva. I moved in again but this time I started to kiss each of his six pack abs and lick the outline of his abs. My tougue hax to reach deep because of how defined and toned Zandro’s abs were. I then wrapped both of my hands around Zandro’s biceps or should I say I tried to wrap my hands around them. They were so massive my hands were not able to enclose them and he even flexed them for me. This young sexy, beefy, meaty, juicy, supple gorgeous muscle man must have committed years in the gym.

I reach down to feel Zandro dick which was now thick and hard. I massaged it which made Zandro moan in esctasy. I reached down and felt his dick. Zandro was in esctasy so much so, he closed his eyes and rolled his neck back. I took that chance to kiss his neck for a while. His neck was even thick and had its own muscles. Then I pulled down Zandro’s pants to reveal his thick and hard 8 inch cock now dripping with pre-cum. I wasted no time. I took his dick into my mouth and began sucking on it and thrusting it back and forth in my mouth. Zandro really began to moan at this time. He even shouted briefly at times. That sound turned me on and I continued to fuck him faster until I had Zandro screaming and shouting.

Zandro and I moved from the wall to my bed. As Zandro walked to bed I was reminded how big and huge his bubble butt was. I reached out to squeeze his fat ass. I pulled Zandro’s underwear now completely off of his body. I laid Zandro on my bed on his stomach. I got on top of him and gently rubbed by cock between his ass cheeks as I squeezed hard on his meaty bubble butt that was packing. Then I decided to go all in and force and thrust my cock in his ass. I started off slow was Zandro was moaning uncomfortably again. I gradually picked up tempo and forcefully thrusted my dick deep in his ass. Thrusting my body back and forth to beat his ass good. Zandro was screaming and yelling at the top of his lungs and man, I tell you it really turned me on so I keeping fucking an beating his wonderful bubble butt.

However I wanted to look at Zandro and his pecs, so I placed Zandro on his back and lift up his legs in the air and began fucking his tight bubble butt. As I fucked Zandro he had the look of a man in pain and hevdidn’t stop, and once again it turned me on and I, of course fuck him harder while he continued to scream in pain. The faster I fucked him the more I realized Zandro’s juicy pecs began to giggle and I couldn’t keep my hands away. I let go of Zandro’s muscular legs as he began to hold onto my waist. I held Zandro’s pecs in my hands. As I fucked Zandro I felt his pecs giggle in my arms as Zandro moaned in the background, I got so horny an hard I climaxed in his ass while Zandro screamed louder than he did before.

“Please stop” Zandro said desperately “I can’t take any more”

I gave Zandro my answer by fucking him harder and shoting my load in his ass. After a few minutes of fucking Zandro until I was tired I finally pulled out and we laid next to each other on his bed. My dreams had came true.

As we laid next to each other Zandro was breathing heavily again and his pecs were rising and falling with every breath he took so I responded by kissing, licking an sucking his pecs and nipples as we just laid there for hours on end and we gradually feel asleep.

Stay tuned for Zandro’s Pecs 2

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Hans Hoffmann

July 27, 2011 mim Profiles

I met Hans Hoffmann about a year ago in Berlin, when we shot the video for AlphaStuds in our holiday apartment and on the Hustlaball. The video in the apartment was shot by someone else but I took the pictures. After that shooting we went to a Chinese Restaurant where we started to got to know each other better. But we did not have much time since Hans had this performance on the Hustlaball. He was supposed to have to stripping shows, one in the VIP Area and one in the general area. At the backstage area, Adam Killian and Samuel Colt where totally fascinated by Hans Hoffmann’s huge muscles (and Samuel Colt liked my ass, although I am 200% top). Hans himself, although he is straight, was fascinated by Jan Losch’s tattooed cock and ass. At the end, we only did one show in the VIP area which you can see here on MyMuscleVideo.

Hans became a good friend of mine and every time he come to my city he stays in my house and we go to the gym together. I myself am not in other big muscle guys, I am into becoming a big muscle guy myself. That’s why I really like to go to the gym with Hans Hoffmann.

Hans Hoffmann has starred on the following websites:
AlphaStuds
JimmyZ

 

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Max & Micah

July 25, 2011 mymusclevideo Muscle Websites Updates

I do not like RandyBlue too much and I also think, the latino guys has not enough muscles to be posted on MyMuscleVideo, but I really love to he blond/redhair muscleguy and that’s why I am sharing these hot pics with you.

Unbridled passion erupts as two blazing hot mounds of muscle and flesh are unleashed upon each other. Micah Brandt, with his beautiful carmel colored skin, smooth chiseled chest and humongous cock is doing his best to take up every inch of unused space between himself and Max London. At the same time Max is using his hulking hung bodybuilder body to dominate Micah and use him as his own personal sex toy. It’s interracial hardcore at it’s best while Max rams his big thick dick down Micah’s open throat, who’s doing his best to show off his lack of a gag reflex. Then redhead and fire crotch Max spits on his hand to lube up a strong thumb which he uses to tease Micah’s hungry hole. A little work and Max has that little pucker opening wider and wider just begging to be filled. The hot talk in this video alone will have you spewing your juices all over your keyboard but don’t shoot your load before you get a good look at the delicio! us contrast in skin tones as Max fucks Micah like there’s no tomorrow and has him begging for more.

Check out that hot scene on Randy Blue!

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Frank and Patrick Part 3

July 18, 2011 fantasy2011 Muscle Fantasies, Muscle Sex

PREVIOUS CHAPTERS

Part I

Part II

And Here’s Part III. Drop me a comment if you like it…

FRANK

I love to wrestle, even when I’m outmatched. Just squaring off and grappling with a hot guy is a huge turn-on.

I knew I didn’t have a prayer against Patrick, but just the promise of the body contact was enough for me. He seemed excited about it, like it had just occurred to him or something.

“Freestyle to submission.” he said as he was getting up. I said okay. He grinned and offered me a hand. And there we were, heading to the mat like a couple of high school buddies. Only naked, and both hard. I was walking behind him and couldn’t fucking believe the width and mass in his shoulders. This stud could probably throw me half-way across the room if he decided to.

We faced off. He was grinning, looking down at me from 6’2” Suddenly he hit a most-muscular shot, sneering at me, growling, showing off eye-popping traps, delts, the whole package. I know my eyes went wide, and I swear I felt a drop of pre-cum fall off my dick.

I matched his pose, locking eyes with him. Facing off against a guy is a huge turn-on for me. Sizing up, showing off, building up the anticipation, it’s fucking hot.

He started shaking out his arms, rollling his huge shoulders and locked eyes with me.

“I am going to beat you, man,” he said. “And then I’m going to fuck you. Harder than last time.”

I sneered at him and said, “Bring it, man.”

PATRICK

Man, I was looking forward to giving this dude a pounding. He was tough, that’s for sure, but no match for me, not in a million years.  I knew he was looking at me as we walked to the mats, and when we faced off, I wanted him to know exactly what he was going up against, so I hit that most-muscular shot that shows off my best upper body parts.

He matched my pose, and man, that was a huge turn-on for me. I could appreciate his body well enough, and he sure packed a lot of chiseled muscle on his frame, but I knew this fucker was going to fight back with everything he had.

I told him exactly what I was going to do. I fucking loved the dirty grin on his face when he said, “Bring it, man.” I was sure as hell going to enjoy pounding this dude hard.

FRANK

We locked up, and I fucking loved the feeling of that hard, sweaty muscle under my hands, my arms. But I could tell in the first seconds, just from the way he was grappling, that I was a better wrestler. I’ve seen it plenty before – guys who rely on their strength and size instead of skill.

I slipped to his left side, pivoted around, planted my foot behind his foot, then held on and dragged all 265 pounds of him down to the mat. As we fell, I planted one knee in the small of his back, got his shoulders locked up, and snaked my free leg around his.

I had this stud trussed up like a turkey, bent too far back to get out of the hold by strength alone. He clearly didn’t know what the fuck had just happened to him. He started straining, and his shoulders were so fucking wide it took everything I had to keep him in the hold, but he wasn’t going anywhere.

I laughed.

“Is that all you got, stud?” I asked. He was growling, straining. I cranked his shoulders back as hard as I could and listened to him groan.

Man, I felt powerful. I knew I was going to get him to submit, maybe just this once, and I wanted him good and mad.

“Maybe I’ll give you a good fuck, man.” I said.

PATRICK

I admit it, this dude knew how to wrestle. I obviously didn’t know what the fuck I was doing, and he slapped a hold on me in under five seconds. I tried to muscle my way out, but it was no good. He had me. I couldn’t believe it.

I was going to make this dude pay, especially after that crack about fucking me, but this time around at least I had no choice but to submit.

“I give,” I said. He let me go and we scrambled to our feet, circling. We locked up, and I was damned if I was going to let him control me like that again.  I reached down and tried to hook his leg as I leaned into him, thinking I could get him on his back. He pulled some ju-jitsu shit and in split-second, I was face-down on the mat with my arm cranked behind me.

FRANK

Man, this was too easy. He tried to muscle me onto my back, so I let him and used his inertia to roll us both over. It was a simple move to get his arm and leave him only one way to move. In seconds, I was on top of him, within inches of dislocating his shoulder.

Man, it felt awesome, having this big, naked stud at my feet. All that muscle, powerless. I watched his huge shoulders working, trying to push himself up with his good arm while minimizing the pain on the other.

“Gonna muscle your way outta this, stud?” I called out. I cranked his arm slightly, just enough to up the pain but not enough to damage his shoulder. That got his attention.

PATRICK

Fuck, there I was again, pinned. I didn’t think he would go far enough to injure me, but the pain was pretty fucking real. I was in over my head. I had to give.

He let me up, and I was mad as hell. I tackled him hard, and he didn’t see me coming. I hit him in the chest and drove him down into the mat. I even drove a fist into his gut right after we landed.

That got his attention.

FRANK

I knew it was just a matter of time before he took the upper hand, but I didn’t think he’d just tackle me like that. The next thing I know, I’m on my back with 265 pounds of muscle crushing down on me. I couldn’t fucking believe the power behind his fist when he buried it in my gut – I was flexed, but it still felt like a sledgehammer pounding into me.

I grunted hard. It felt awesome, in a way I didn’t see coming. He punched me again, and I groaned.

Maybe he knew how to read my signals, or maybe he just liked punching the hell out of me, either way, he started hammering my abs even as we kept tangling on the mat. He was on top of me, writhing against me, punching me in the gut with his free arm.

All that power on top of me, pinning me down, punching me hard – I was majorly turned on. And judging my the throbbing cock meat pressing against my thigh, so was he.

“Pound me, man,” I growled out.

PATRICK

Man, I still don’t know what started happening, but it was fucking hot. I punched the dude the first time just to subdue him, and man, he had some hard fucking abs. The way he reacted just made me want to punch him again and I did. And it seemed to drive him wild. So I pounded him again, harder, and he asked for more.

My mouth was next to his ear. I growled at him.

“Take it, man.” Then WHUMP – I nailed him as hard as I could. He grunted like a fucking animal. He was breathing hard and sweating hard, we both were, and I noticed for the first time how hard my cock was. This was seriously turning me on.

“Fucking take it,” WHUMP. I pounded him again, this time digging in with my fist. He must have been incredibly turned on, he was whimpering almost, he kept wanting more.

And I gave it to him. I must have pounded him for a solid minute or two. Man, I never met a guy whose abs could stand up to that much punishment. I kept thinking the whole time how sweet it was going to be to fuck him.

FRANK

I have never been so fucking turned on in my life, at least not without my cock in some guy’s mouth or butt. Writhing and wrestling with this stud while he was pounding the shit out of my abs, feeling his power ramming into me with every punch. It was so intense.

This wasn’t a wrestling match anymore. I swear I was going to cum any second when he pulled off me. He sat on his knees, breathing hard, and looked down at me with an expression I couldn’t read.

Then came biggest surprise of all. He leaned over and kissed me, deep and hard. I couldn’t believe it. I moaned, I couldn’t help it. My hands reached down and cupped his rock-hard ass, I couldn’t help that either. Then he powered his fist into me again, and I thought I was going to fucking explode.

PATRICK

I still can’t believe I kissed him. I haven’t turned gay or anything, I guess I was just caught up in the moment. I was punching him, wrestling with him. My dick was so hard, I was so turned on. I pushed off and looked at him lying there underneath me, hard, pumped. This guy was so fucking tough – he’d taken everything I dished out and wanted more, wanted it harder. He’d even shown me he could beat me in a fair fight. I guess I just realized how much I desired him. How good it felt to dominate him, how good it was going to feel to fuck him.

And that’s just what I did.

FRANK

After he kissed me he flipped me over onto my stomach. I knew what was coming, and man, I wanted it bad.

“YEAH, man!” I yelled out as I got onto my hands and knees. “FUCK me!”

We were lined up facing one floor-to-ceiling mirror, with another to my side. I watched him lube me up with spit and sweat and pre-cum, and when he started sliding in, it was like hot silk. It felt so totally fucking awesome right from the start. My eyes rolled back and my jaw dropped.

PATRICK

Oh, man, it felt so fucking awesome that second time. It was like our bodies had learned to click together all on their own. I moaned as I slid in all the way in and started pumping him. I had one hand on his hip and the other moving up and down his back. I hadn’t noticed before how thick and separated his back was. I caught the sight of us in the mirror, and it was a total fucking turn-on. Me, looking hard and pumped, ramming my cock into this ripped, rugged guy’s ass, totally dominating him. And from the look of his face in the mirror, driving him wild.

 

I started pumping him harder, and he let out a big fucking growl. I moved up my right hand and clamped down on his shoulder as I drove in hard. He gasped, threw his head back, let out a huge fucking moan.

Pretty soon I was ramming him like a piston, getting more and more turned on. Then some more stuff came out of me that I wouldn’t have seen coming in a million years.

I started grunting and growling. I slowed down my rhythm, then fucked him slow and hard, one long, deep thrust.

“I fuckin own you, man,” I roared as I pulled back and slid into him again, slow and hard.

That sent him right over the edge. He started cumming right then and there. It must have been fucking intense for him, he shot halfway up to his own chin. I was so turned on I wasn’t far behind him.

FRANK

It was an unbelievably hot fuck. The sight of us in the mirror was enough to send me over the edge. He looked so fucking powerful – those big garden hose veins standing out in his arm, his neck, the way his lat flared out, those ripped fucking abs flexing as he pounded me. Something about the angle gave me non-stop action on my prostate glad, so I was basically having this mind-blowing, whole-body orgasm the whole time. I could tell he was getting close, too.

When he started getting verbal, that took me to the edge and beyond. And when he started powerfucking me, I had the most intense fucking climax of my life. I could hear my own moans echoing off the wall.

Even as I was still climaxing, he started pounding me faster, both hands clamping down on my waist, and pretty soon I was face down, getting rammed into the mat. He roared like a fucking animal as he came, I felt him spasm and throb inside me. It seemed to go on for a hell of a long time. He pulled out and collapsed on top of me and we both just lay there, sweating and panting like dogs. I was still off on cloud nine, it felt awesome having all his mass on top of me.

Maybe we even dozed off for a while, I’m not sure. But at one point, he pushed off and knealt there, straddling me. He looked down at me, grinned, then slapped me on the ass and said, “Let’s hit the showers, man.”

He didn’t have to ask me twice.

TO BE CONTINUED

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Muscle Milk

July 14, 2011 blockoxlumox Muscle Fantasies

Muscle Milk, those two words conjures up a lot of images; the images of a huge muscleman shooting milk from his over sized nuts, or just a big muscle builder having a protein beverage after a hard workout.  The first image is the best for me, since this is the image that is the result of my effort to stimulate a huge bodybuilder’s huge dick, with the effort of the same big muscleman stroking his huge dick in front of me.  Either way, the show is impressive with every inch of his huge dick and nuts being put on display with the rest of his massive naked body.    His body turns for this admirer to see it all from every angle, every view, I am in a trance trying to take it all in.  Man, his huge muscles gleams with oil and sweat as he starts to gain a full erection from my touching him, and from his stroking his huge thick cut dick.  As he turned slowly to show his rock hard bubble butt, I was in awe of how this 5’8 285lbs muscle god got so huge.  58” chest, 22” arms 33” thighs 20” forearms 21” calves 21” neck 34” waist and  12% body fat.  What a freaky stud.

What a butt, he turned to do some back poses, all the while stroking that hard nine inch thick dick, and with a smile he bent over to let me see that perfectly pink oiled up butt hole.  I stood up, well just barely could I stand up-my dick was hard as hell, I moved closer for a better view of that unreal muscle hole.  He backed up slowly toward me, and my knees hit the floor.  I watch as this incredible muscle butt moved slowly right toward my face, I could see the oil running ever so slowly down to the hole and entering it with every back pose.  I then pushed my face forward and pressed it against that round bubble butt to feel the tanned skin, to the feel the heat, to feel the sweat of his muscle body.  Without another thought, I was in; well my tongue was in, probing the hole of an unbelievable huge muscle stud.

I ate that hole, and thought to myself, this is so hot; I don’t want it to end.  The big guy started to shake and groan as the licking got more and more intense, my hands were spreading that muscle butt apart more and more, so I could get deeper in that hole with my tongue.   Finally he turned and said “I’m going to shoot”, and then I saw it, stream after stream of this huge bodybuilder’s “Muscle Milk”.  Hot white milk that was warm to my face as it landed everywhere; it was all over my face, chest, and head.  Man his body shook rapidly, his nuts were the size of oranges moving up and down,  I knew he had a lot of milk to spill, a lot of “Muscle Milk” that was aching to be released on the face of another muscle guy, and  I am glad the guy was me.

Being a competitive power lifter for many years, I have over the years, seen a lot of great bodies, power lifters and bodybuilders, and have done some muscle playing with a few of those guys,  but this was the first time I had the nerve to do this with a pro bodybuilder.  Man, I cannot wait to see his “Muscle Milk” again.

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Frank and Patrick Part 2

July 12, 2011 fantasy2011 Muscle Fantasies, Muscle Sex

Read Part 1 Here

FRANK

Man, I have never been so turned on. I didn’t even have to jack myself off, just the sight of him fucking me, feeling his power – over me, inside me – it was enough to send me over the edge. That’s never happened before.

It had to have been mind-blowing for him too. After he pulled out of me he just collapsed onto the bed beside me, panting like a dog. We both just lay for a long while.

I wasn’t sure what to do at that point. From what I remember of fooling around with straight guys, they tend to freak out and bolt after they cum and realize they’ve just done it with another guy.

So I did the only thing I knew was a sure bet. I asked him if he wanted a beer.

PATRICK

Man, after cumming that hard, I felt limp and light-headed. I was just lying there next to Frank trying to catch my breath. I’d done it, I thought to myself. And I wanted more. I didn’t know all the things this guy was into, but I figured he was up to it.

When he offered me a beer I said yes. He got up and tossed me a wet rag so I could wash myself off. I walked over and checked out the home gym that was in one corner of that huge bedroom. It was awesome – barbells, a bench press, pull up bar and cable fly. Next to that was what looked like a wrestling mat in a corner with floor-to-ceiling mirrors.

Frank brought the beers and we sat down across from each other in these two big chairs. We were both still naked, but I didn’t mind.

Frank started asking me about where I work out, what kind of supplements I use. So we talked gym stuff. He didn’t take his eyes off me the whole time, but I was cool with that. More than cool.

FRANK

Part of me couldn’t believe that I had this perfect stud sitting across from me, legs spread apart, still naked, drinking a beer, and just shooting the breeze. I couldn’t take my eyes off his body, and he could tell.

And then I just did what I wanted to do. I was still hungry for him, so I put my beer down, went over to where he was sitting and just started sucking him off. He didn’t seem startled or anything, and I kept my hands off him. He just leaned his head back and kept drinking his beer.

PATRICK

Aw man, it’s so awesome to just sit back and be serviced like that. And this guy sure knew how to suck me off. So I just leaned back and let him.

FRANK

At one point, I got so into it that I forgot about not touching him. My hands just drifted down and rested on his inner thighs, and he didn’t seem to mind. I looked up and just took in the sight of him, his ripped abs standing out even when they were relaxed, those fucking perfect pec slabs. And his monster neck, with one big vein like a fucking firehose running along the side. I was in heaven.

Cautiously, I moved my hands up and down his thighs, feeling the hardness and separation. He didn’t seem to mind that either.

PATRICK

I felt his hands on my thighs. I didn’t know how I’d feel about him touching me, but it was actually pretty okay. I knew he appreciated the same things about my body that I did – my hardness, vascularity, and separation. And knowing that he was turned on just by the sight of my body felt powerful, too, just like fucking him did. So I started flexing my legs, putting on a little show for him. He seemed to like that a lot, and he went to town on my cock.

FRANK

Aw man, when he started flexing those huge quads, I knew this was going to be hot. I just couldn’t believe his size and definition. I got so turned on that I forgot to take it slow, so I started licking his balls and stroking him off with my hand. There’s no way he saw that coming, and he just gasped. His back arched, his legs stretched out long. I thought he was going to drop his beer, but he didn’t. He set it down and just let me go to town on him for a while.

Then came the part I didn’t see coming. He sat up in the chair and pushed me down onto the carpet. When I was on my back he knealt down and straddled my chest. And there I was, with 265 pounds of muscle towering over me. He started flexing. He started putting on a fucking muscle show, right there on top of me, staring me right in the face.

I couldn’t fucking believe it. When he hit a double bi shot, with his dick hanging over my face, dripping saliva and pre-cum, I thought I was going to fucking burst. He kept one arm over his head and started crunching his abs, while with the other hand he started dick-slapping me again. I couldn’t fucking believe it.

PATRICK

Man, I didn’t see that coming when he started licking my balls. It felt fucking awesome. I was getting really turned on again – I knew I wanted to fuck this dude at least one more time, but I didn’t feel like rushing it.

I wasn’t really thinking when I pushed him down on the floor and straddled him like that. I was just turned on. I knew the power my body had over him, and I wanted him to really feel it, so I started flexing. It felt great having him underneath me like that, totally dominated. I caught a glimpse of myself in a mirror, and I looked great – hard, pumped, sweaty. And I had a dirty fucking grin on my face.

FRANK

This stud was in total control, and I fucking loved it. He kept at it, flexing and smearing his cock in my face. My arms were pinned, so I couldn’t stroke myself, but I could feel my dick twitching and throbbing – it was so fucking intense.

PATRICK

I stayed on him like that for a while, just high on the power and domination. Then I noticed the wrestling mats I had seen before, and something in my mind went ‘click.’ I stopped dick-slapping him, and I just looked into his eyes.

“You like to wrestle, man?” I asked him.

I must have still had that dirty grin on my face, the same one I saw on his when he answered, “Oh, hell yeah!”

This was going to be awesome.

TO BE CONTINUED…

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Frank and Patrick

July 8, 2011 fantasy2011 Muscle Fantasies, Muscle Sex

FRANK
Look, I’m a top. Just ask any of the dozen or so guys I’ve fucked in just the last year. But for a long time I’ve had the fantasy of being dominated by a guy who’s bigger and stronger than I am. And not just taller, either. I’m only 5’9” but I weigh in at 195 pounds, shredded to the bone. And I know how to take the upper hand – I’ve been into boxing, wrestling, and martial arts since I was a kid.

I had been on this online cruising site for a couple months when I saw Patrick’s profile. “Straight but curious,” it said. His pic and stats ware eye-popping – 6’2”, 265 pounds, ripped, competition-ready by the looks of him. When I read what he was looking for – a rugged, masculine bottom, I thought I’d finally hit the jackpot. Turns out I had no idea.

PATRICK

I’m straight, okay? I like women. But for a long time I’ve had the fantasy of sexually dominating another man. Showing off my size and definition, fucking him, maybe even roughing him up a little. So I joined this site and started combing through profiles – there’s sure a lot of “gym bunnies” out there. Bubble butts galore, but no one who looked like they really knew how to lift or hold their own in a fight.

Then I saw Frank, and I knew he was the one. This guy had attitdue, and in his profile, he said he was a ‘top.’ That did it for me. To dominate a man who’s fucked other men – that’s exactly what I was looking for.

FRANK

I have this rich fuck buddy who was out of town and let me use his place. It’s awesome – a big bedroom, home gym, walk-in shower, and lots of privacy. I arranged for Patrick meet me there on a hot summer day. I’m always the opposite of nervous at the prospect of a hot fuck, but this time I sure had butterflies. I’d been practicing with toys for a few days to get loose and ready. Then there was a knock on the door and there he was. My first thought was FUCK. This stud’s pictures didn’t do him justice. He was in cargo shorts and a tight lycra t-shirt and had the whole package – shoulders so fucking broad I thought he’d have to come through the door sideways. BIG fucking arms – his bi’s looked like a good 21 inches cold, capped delts, and huge fucking forearms. I don’t think there’s any way my jaw didn’t drop.

PATRICK

I didn’t know what else to do. I shook his hand. Firm grip. I checked him out the way I do most guys in the gym – sizing him up. He was ripped, that’s for sure, but I had three inches of height and at least fifty or sixty pounds on him. He looked tough – crew cut, unshaven, bright blue eyes. And okay, I looked at his ass – lean and angular, plus huge quads. I could tell he was someone who really knew how to lift. I checked the place out. It was cool – a bed, a home gym. I turned around and faced Frank. We both grinned a little – I figured he had more experience with this kind of encounter than I did, so I just put my hands on my hips and said, “You ready?” He nodded. I pulled down my zipper and just said, “Suck me off, man.”

FRANK

My heart was pounding, and I don’t think I could have hidden it even if I’d wanted to. This dude was so fucking perfect –  size, definition, chiseled looks. When he asked me if I was ready I just nodded. Then he unzipped his shorts and whipped out his cock – already semi-hard, and a nice one, too – long and straight, not too thick. I dropped to my knees and started to suck him off.

I did plenty of straight guys back in college, and I know they get a little anxious around touching, so I just got down to business and touched him as little as I had to. Pretty soon he was rock-hard and I started tasting pre-cum. I saw his shirt hit the floor and I looked up at the most amazing upper body I have ever fucking seen. His pecs and abs had shown through his shirt earlier, but the definition was fucking amazing. You don’t find many guys with really vascular abs, and it was a huge turn-on for me.

His eyes were closed. He was feeling his own body with both hands. I was taking his cock in long and deep, working the shaft with my tongue, breathing hard, looking up at him.

PATRICK

Man, I had always heard that gay guys give terrific head, but this was fucking awesome. This dude knew how to work my cock, and it felt damn good. I peeled off my shirt and tossed it aside – showing off my size and definition was part of the turn-on, so I didn’t mind him looking at me.

I kept my eyes closed for the first minute or so, but then I looked down and there it was, the sight of my cock in another man’s mouth. He had taken off his own shirt at some point, and man, this guy had awesome shoulder development. This was one strong, rugged dude, and there I was fucking him in the face.

I started feeling powerful.

I reached down and grabbed the back of his head, started my own rhythm. And the dude seemed to like it – he started moaning, and he was taking every inch of me like I was his last meal. It felt awesome.

FRANK

I was hungry for this guy’s cock. I usually only suck a guy off as a favor just before I fuck him, and only if he’s super hot, but this was something different. I wanted to take every inch of him, and when he grabbed my head and really started fucking my face, I was so turned on. I started moaning, which most straight guys would get freaked out by. But it didn’t seem to bother this dude. I was ready for him to take charge. I started shedding my clothes and was already rock hard and dripping myself.

PATRICK

Man, the more I dished out, the more this guy seemed to want it. Pretty soon I was grabbing his head in both hands, fucking his face really deep and hard, and I could tell he liked it. I saw he’d gotten naked and was hard too, but I didn’t mind. I don’t get off on the sight of a guy’s cock, but the sight of my own cock pumping into this rugged dude’s mouth was a massive turn-on.

I had a lot more in store for him, and just feeling the power I had over him was a huge rush. I started sneering and growling, and that seemed to turn him on even more.

FRANK

Oh, man, when Patrick started that low animal growl, I was so turned on. He was fucking my face hard and deep, and I was loving it. Then when he pulled out and started slapping my face with his cock, I thought I was going to cum on the spot. I moaned out loud and growled myself, hoping I wouldn’t freak him out. I couldn’t believe it when he started getting verbal with me. FUCK!

PATRICK

Man, I was loving it. The blow job felt awesome, but even more awesome than that was the power I felt. I hadn’t done this before, so it’s not like I had a routine or anything. I just pulled my dick out and started slapping the dude with it, smearing the spit and pre-cum into his face.

Then I just started saying what was on my mind. “Take that cock in your face, man.” I said. “C’mon, take it.” I surprised myself. I must have sounded like I was reading from some kind of porn script, but it made me feel more in control, more powerful. I had this fucking dude on his knees, and he was going to take whatever I dished out. It was fucking awesome.

FRANK

I must have sucked him off for at least ten minutes straight. We were both naked. After he finished dick-slapping me, he fucked my face for a while longer and then pulled out. He was towering over me, breathing hard, and I could tell he was totally turned on. Then he just came out and said it.

“I am going to fuck you, man.”

He motioned for me to get up and over onto the bed, which I did. I grabbed the bottle of lube I had ready and greased myself up. Then I tossed it to him. You could tell he’d never even seen a bottle of lube before, but he got what to do. He greased up his pole and moved to the foot of the bed. I moved my feet to the edge and lifted my ass up to the angle we needed. I reached down and guided him in. It didn’t hurt as much as I remembered from the one time I let myself be fucked back in college – all the exercises I’d done in the past week sure helped. I closed my eyes and concentrated on breathing, and pretty soon, I had the whole length of him inside me. I felt him thrust in and out, tentatively, felt his hands grasp the outside of my thighs, then pretty soon we had a rhythm going.

Slow, deep,. I opened my eyes and there was a fucking dream come true. A powerful, superior man — perfect body, skin tight as a drum, sweaty and vascular. And he was fucking me hard.

PATRICK

I didn’t know what I was doing, so I was glad Frank was there to guide me in. I’d never fucked a guy before – it’s different, tighter all around. I wasn’t sure I was going to like it at first, especially since he seemed to be in pain. But after only a few seconds, it started feeling smooth, more natural. And damn good. And when he opened his eyes, something passed between us, hard to put into words. I knew he was turned on by the sight of me, and for the first time, I guess I saw myself the way the gay guys must see me. Hard, pumped, flawless, totally desirable.

And for the first time since we started, I looked at Frank’s body, just how much muscle was packed onto his frame. He was breathing hard, which brought his abs into sharp relief, his pecs and arms were pumped, and his jaw was clenched, showing me just how strong his neck and traps were. This was a strong, rugged guy who could put up a fight if he wanted to. And I was over him, dominating him, ramming my cock up his ass.

Man, I felt powerful. It was everything I had hoped for, and I wanted more.

FRANK

Man, it was hot. I was taking it hard, and we were both getting into it. He was pumping me hard enough to start inching me up the bed, and soon we were both on it, him on his knees, leaning over me, and my legs up over his shoulders. The way he was holding himself up made his pecs stand out and his lats flare like I couldn’t believe – slabs of rock hard, vascular muscle glistening with sweat.

He was pumping me hard and quick now, and I could tell he was getting close. The sweat was rolling off him. The striations and veins in his pecs were fucking unbelievable. I started grunting as he pounded me, then a big animal growl came from out of nowhere. “Yyyeahhhh,” I cried out. “FUCK ME, MAN!”

PATRICK

It was unbelievable. The harder I fucked this guy, the harder he wanted it. I was pounding him like a piston, harder than I’ve ever fucked a woman, and it was incredible. I could feel myself getting close. When he started growling and yelling for me to fuck him, something clicked inside of me, and I started growling back.

“Take it, man,” I cried out. Then THRUST, I pounded him harder

“Take my cock up your ass, man.” Then I gave it to him, WHUMP.

A few seconds later, I came. It was the most intense fucking climax I’ve had. It went on for what seemed like forever. My eyes closed, and my whole body spasmed like never before. When I came to, I looked down, and Frank’s abs were covered in cum. It took me a second to realize that I’d made him come just from the sight of me fucking him.

FRANK

Man, I have never been so turned on. I didn’t even have to jack myself off, just the sight of him fucking me, feeling his power – over me, inside me – it was enough to send me over the edge. That’s never happened before.

It had to have been mind-blowing for him too. After he pulled out of me he just collapsed onto the bed beside me, panting like a dog. We both just lay for a long while.

TO BE CONTINUED…

 

 

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Jilted

July 7, 2011 mightyoakman Muscle Fantasies

Denis Sergovskiy

Denis was so used to getting what he wanted, when he wanted it. Lesser men fell all over him, eager just for a chance to suck him dry, or beg for mercy as he pounded their backsides senseless with his massive manhood. And they paid him even more handsomely than his magnificent physique for the privilege.

But in the Rock he met his match. He didn’t have a larger chest, or broader shoulders, but Denis had never met another guy with more attitude that no other man on the planet had anything on him. He couldn’t get over the steely confidence in every inch of Rock…from the cleft in his Superman-square jaw to the giant thighs that framed his huge hooded firehose.

And now Rock wanted to move on…”Sorry it didn’t work out” was all he would say from half-way around the world on a webcam.

For a guy who used men as carelessly as the custom-made rubbers he left behind on their floors, Denis couldn’t fathom the hollow ache in the pit of his rocky abs. The one man who was always hard for him, even when he was spent, had spent him.

Denis did the only thing he knew how to do…’maybe if I show him what he’d be missing, he’ll come back..for just one more fuck…’

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Deisel

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