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Subject: My Redneck Boyfriend Categories: Gay, Athletics Please check out this images which inspired the story: https://photos.app.goo.gl/yYKxDFVwzcfdB9Hv6 https://photos.app.goo.gl/y9KD3tfnp6RUUEie7 So I got this new boyfriend… he’s a bodybuilder that I met at the gym… I know, I know, it’s f’ing crazy! This guy is crazy! Totally not my type. You know I go for clean-cut guys, boys with metro style and model-quality muscle. So this guy drinks Bud, listens to death metal and country, and drives a freakin HUGE pick ’em up truck that’s dirty as shit. So much for my Mercedes driving pretty boys. And you know I always top… I banged the fuck out of those twunks! Well get this, uh… the first time we met at the gym he hit on me hard, I mean aggressive. Dude wanted to hook up BAD. So we go back to my place and he proceeds to tear me a new asshole with his thick ol’ cock. I’ve never taken anything like that before. I’m usually the one plowin ass! This muscle freak dominated the fuck out of me and then completely unloaded a metric shit-ton of cum all over my face! I was still trying to process the whole experience days later. All I could think about was that ripped muscle monster man-handling me. My asshole was just starting to feel better when he hit me up on facebook, “Hey man, sorry about the other night. I’ll take you out for some dinner to make up for it.” I was totally confused. This guy was the polar opposite of my type. In fact, I hated tatted up redneck honky-tonk fucks. But I just couldn’t resist. So, he picked me up in his dirty-ass pickup truck. I had to climb all the way up in like I was scaling Mt Everest or something, diesel fumes stinking, rumbling and loud as fuck. Anyway, he took me to a fairly nice restaurant and was actually very nice, even gentlemanly I might say, and not stupid either. Plus I got to stare at his freaky forearms all evening, inhumanly thick, crisscrossed with popped-up veins. This guy was definitely a bodybuilder. His shoulders were so broad it was like out of a comic book, and his traps pushed the collar of his shirt up to his ears. This country boy was starting to grow on me. I stared at his ass while walking back to his truck like I was an adolescent boy or something. His wranglers could barely contain his muscle butt, and bodybuilder thighs made the jeans look more like leggings. I did my best to burn in my memory the image of his massive bulge as he helped me up in the truck. This dude had a fucking hog, and some serious bull balls to match. He drives me back to my place. “Come in for another drink,” I suggest, and he agrees. “You know I’m a bodybuilder right?” he asks inside. “Yea, looks like it,” I answer. And before I know it he’s peeling off his jeans to reveal his massive striated quads, crazy rock hard and ripped to shreds. Not only that, but he’s not wearing any briefs, just a tiny, skimpy pair of competition briefs with spaghetti-thin straps and a MASSIVE bulging pouch that is STRETCHED to its limits. He reaches down and adjusts his package. Oh fuck! He’s wearing a cock ring! After the adjustment, everything gets shoved back in the pouch resulting in a MONSTEROUS bulge that defies gravity and sticks way out, macho as fuck! “I need to practice my posing. Wanna help me out?” “Uh, ok,” I managed to eek out. The shirt came off a fraction of a second later. His waist is tight, narrow, shredded. His chest, arms and back are huge, swole, jacked up, very unlike a normal bursa escort ‘fit’ guy. This is different. This is bodybuilder different. I mean, I’m fit. I hit the gym hard and take some pride in my muscles being big and well defined, but when I get next to Dillon, I look like a ten year old boy. His pecs stick out past his stomach and create deep shadows, emphasizing their size. They ripple and pop with each little move. His arms are massive like a comic book hero’s, only his are real, and right in front of me. God those triceps stick out… normal people do not have arms this thick! His delts sit like huge round cannon balls on top of his arms and his traps pop out for that extra freak factor. Fuck! He hasn’t even started posing yet and I’m rock hard! By the end of my private muscle show, I was naked from the waist down with a raging hard on and Dillon’s cock was fully erect laying flat up against his stomach, while his balls continued to occupy his posers, making a bulge that would still be the envy of most bodybuilders. So I walk over on my knees and start to suck… clearly he was waiting for this, because he started to face fuck me. That fucker had me licking his cock and sucking his tip for no more than 30 seconds before trying to shove that huge thing down my throat! I fell back choking and gagging. I’ve never trained my gag reflex or practiced deep throating, and now he thinks I’m going to swallow that monster?! Crack! He gives me a good firm slap across my cheek. Fuck! I used to be the one slapping little bitch twinks around in bed. Acting like a dominating muscle stud. I couldn’t even begin to try and slap this guy around. And before I could even finish my thought, I felt his strong hand on the back of my neck guiding his monster cock back towards my mouth. Well, no time to train my gag reflex or practice with a dildo because Dillon just decided he was going to do it anyway! I couldn’t believe something so thick and so fat could even fit in my mouth, let alone go down my throat… all the way down my throat. Holy fuck his giant bull balls were all the way up to my chin, my eyes felt like they were popping out. My neck felt like it would explode. His hand let go and his giant python slid back out of my throat, allowing me to gasp for breath, my face red and saliva dripping from Dillon’s monster. I coughed, hacking, trying to catch my breath. He does it again. Oh my god it hurt! He goes in and out a bit and lets go again. I gasp for breath again as I stare at this muscle beast about to gag me again with his monster cock. His ripped sinewy abs are rippling and heaving as he breathes, huge thick heavy pecs tower over his tight narrow waist. Now I understand those tats. I hate tats, but these are war paint… heightening his intimidation, making him look scary. His cock comes back for a full-on face fuck. In and out, in and out, hard. I literally don’t know if I’m going to survive this, and then right as full panic sets in, he pulls back out and blasts my face with cum. I’ve never seen cum like that… he just blasts me over and over and over, painting my face with thick cum. It’s all over my lips and mouth, up my nose, dripping from my brow, in my hair, on my chest. Fuck! I’ve hardly caught my breath before he throws me on my hands and knees and I could feel the cool lube being squirted on my exposed asshole, then the intense pain of his long thick cock entering my ass. Fuck! What kind of monster is this guy? bursa escort bayan I though he was done, now he’s gotta stick it in another hole. I’m looking over at myself in the hallway mirror, cum all over my face, cum dripping from my ear, a look of despair… He’s got a fist full of my hair holding my head up and back as he rides me. I see his huge arm extended out, packed with muscle on top of muscle. His arm measurement has to be as big as my leg measurement, fuck, bigger… and he’s shredded! His tricep is popped, sticking out like crazy with striations and veins. And his unflexed bicep is just sitting there on top of his arm like some massive mound of meat. And those forearms… intertwined with thick woven ropes of muscles. Popping out like some enormous giant muscle group. What a fucking muscle monster! Dude’s in full on beast mode! I though he was going to go soft after blowing that load, but no, he’s still rock hard and plowing me like a mother-fucker. He’s got to be at least 12 inches… feels like 24. Thank god it wasn’t long before he flips me on my back, pulls out and shoots AGAIN all over my chest and ‘abs’. “Nice job city boy,” says Dillon as I lay there about to cry. He’s trying to sweet talk me with his country twang. “Wasn’t so bad now, was it?” Fuck yea it was bad, I thought. I’m trying not to loose it. “Pose some more,” I manage to get out laying on my back. He smiles. His cock is softening and hanging down, but still engorged and full. His muscles are swole, pumped up from all the exercise and excitement. I can’t believe his body. I’ve never been with a bodybuilder before. He starts hitting poses, abs and thigh, double bicep, most muscular. Fuck, this guy looks bigger than the pros. I’m now rock hard and beating off furiously. “Hey Dillon, try those posers back on,” I shouted out, gaining more confidence. He smiled and happly obliged. I love a good bulge, and a rediculously obscene bulge it was. He struggled to cram everything back into the pouch. “That’s a good look for your next comp!” I said, his swollen package barely contained by the fabric. I feel like I’m in a fantasy. “Yea! Extra points for the complete package!” he agreed grabbing his bulge. I can’t hold it anymore and I blow my load all over myself. Shot all the way up to my face! Coating myself with more cum on top of all of Dillon’s. He’s still flexing away like some sort of porn star/muscle monster/bodybuilding champ. What a fuck! I slip back on my briefs, and Dillon re-applies his skin tight wranglers before sauntering back out to his truck, shirtless, shoeless glistening with sweat in the street lights, and he drives off in the middle of the night. Facebook again, Dillon is keeping in touch. We’re asking about each other. Talking about our growing relationship. He sends me a ticket to his upcoming bodybuilding show, and I’m ecstatic! I’ve never been to a competition before, although I wacked off to a few on TV. Competition day comes, damn this is a good seat. How the fuck am I going to conceal my hard on while watching a parade of muscle studs?! Anyway, Dillon show up on stage for comparison and my heart skips a beat… fuck he looks good, tan under the stage lights. OK, he’s not bigger than Phil or Kai like it seemed before, but god damn is he huge and shredded! You know, after a good workout, I used to think that I looked like a competition ready bodybuilder… haha was I fucking wrong! And oh my god, the package escort bursa between Dillon’s legs is beastly! Everyone else on stage looks like they have a little colored triangle patch in front of their crotch, but not Dillon. He’s got a fucking PACKAGE! What a stud. The other competitors are looking over, catching quick glances of what a real man’s bulge looks like. Dillon’s acting like nothing, just smiling big, oh shit, he just found me and winked. Is he getting hard? His swelling cock is starting to strain his posers, but he’s able to keep it under control. There’s no way that thing could contain Dillon’s fully erect cock! They turn for a side pose and his bulge is obscene, sticking out, packed FULL to the limit. Everyone else’s bulge disappears behing their thighs, but not Dillon’s. Nowhere for that to hide. My non-expert eye can’t quite tell if he’s going to come out on top or not. The pre-judging is over and Dillon comes out to say hi… wearing nothing more than his skimpy competition posers… “I made the cut to be in the evening show,” he said excitedly. Dam he looked hot! This is the first time I really ever saw him up close like this. He was musty smelling and sweating from all the posing. My eyes lingered at his massive protruding package, and scanned across his impossibly thick muscled quads. “Yea, that’s awesome!” I said, despite the fact that my mind was way elsewhere. There’s nothing more that I wanted to do than sling those briefs under his gigantic nuts and start sucking that cock! He clearly noticed me staring… “Hey, I’m doing a special posing routine just for you,” Dillon said as he grabbed his package with a wide open grip and shook it a little, giving a coy grin. God, you could just see the weightiness of it. It’s substantial size and mass made evident by the grab. “Noticed how turned on you were the other night by my package, so I’m highlighting it in my posing routine.” And with that he winked and went back stage. Damn, it always seems as though I’m left staring at that rock hard muscle butt has he walks away! Any what the fuck does a special posing routine mean? The evening show begins, and several other bodybuilders go first. They are hot… it’s like foreplay… they pose to music, acting cocky and strutting around. I have to admit, they’re fucking jacked! Then Dillon comes on stage, and he looks HUGE. Instaboner for me! And it doesn’t take long for me to see what’s special about his routine. In the prejudging he was very calculated, doing all the mandatories and nothing extra. Now he was one fire! I swear to you he didn’t stop touching his posers. Every pose he did he managed to tug and pull on those thin little poser straps, making his package bulge up, down, sideways. There was no overlooking the fact that he was HUNG AS FUCK. Dillon made it cocky and in your face. He tugged up hard on both straps for his lat spread. He hooked both his thumbs under the straps and tugged his posers down low, low, low to show his abs. Fuck, I thought I saw the top of his dick for a minute… One pose he grabbed just one of the straps and pulled it so far out I though it might snap! God his package was huge! There were even a few times where he just grabbed it, made some ‘fuck yea’ faces to the audience. I was cumming in my pants. He ended up winning the overall despite being marked down for “inappropriate posing gear”. Best of all, he immediately hustled me back to his hotel room. Blew off all the interviews, gave up any extra money from post-contest photo shoots, said he’d pick up the trophy and check later. Back in the room, he immediately pulled off his sweats. Fuck! Dillon still had his posers on… Please send feedback to ail!

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