Countdown - Part 4

by: JOHN

The three remaining 520-pound men stood nervously ready for the
beginning of Round #10. They were numbers: 2, 3 & 5 and were all that
remained of the original thirteen members of "Group E". Bill, Craig &
Frank knew that "The Grand Experiment" was drawing toward its fateful
end. Two of them were about to compete. They watched the monitor
closely as it settled on the selection.

Their bodies were so astounding that it was hard to imagine anything
that could possibly be improved on their forms of muscled perfection.
But they stood waiting for the selection that would lead to the
determination as to which two would, indeed, be moved to an even
higher level of god-like muscular development. Bill swore under his
breath as the numbers of the other two competitors locked into view
on the screen. Reluctantly he stepped aside. Bill's disappointment
showed. He didn't care about the danger, he just wanted to compete
and push his astounding muscles to their unbridled limit.

Craig and Frank stepped down unsmiling onto the main floor of the
unusual gym. They knew the obligations tied to their signing to
compete. There was no doubt in either of their minds that they wanted
to become the one from "Group E" to move into the elite squad of the
final twenty. The goal to possess the greatest muscle-body ever
developed still drove their individual desires. Yet they did not
relish the deadly challenge that now pitted them against one another
but the choice was no longer theirs to make. But for one of them,
there would be no frenzied cum feeding that accompanied victory. For
him, there would only be the dismal fate of a painful wasting away to
nothing or, as was required by the rules, a quick and spontaneous end.

Craig's number had come up first. He had selected biceps curls as his
exercise. It had been so good to him in past competition but he knew
it would be a difficult competition with Frank. The two men disrobed
in preparation for the naked contest. Previous development had pushed
their bodies to the point where they always appeared sharp, pumped
and brilliant. Craig inhaled deeply as the robing feel to the floor
permitting the staggering fullness of his 82" muscle-packed chest and
back to explode into view. The thickness of his lats forced Craig's
arms out away from his magnificently small 32" waist.

Craig's reached up to sweep the rolls of his dirty blond locks from
his eyes. His silky, cream skin glistened to reflect the great
beauty of his model-perfect face. A pair of full, soft lips invited
kissing atop his ever-present smile. A columned pair of 42" diameter
upper legs shivered with boldly carved muscle as a draft of chilling
air flowed around their exposed surface causing his massive soft cock
to swing quickly and heavily from side to side from above his apple-
large balls. The smile was lost for a brief instance as Craig's
bright blue eyes glanced toward Frank's exposed figure.

Frank's 5'-5" shortness in stature translated his 520 pounds of
perfectly sculpted muscle into a vision of extreme splendor. His dark
hair and eyes seemed appropriately matched to his sharp features.
Frank always looked more serious than handsome. He curled his arms
against his side reactively with the knowledge that curls would be
the first challenge. As 39" of vein-reinforced upper arm mass
chiseled into a series of impacted bicep spheres, Craig questioned
his choice again. They were the largest arms of all of them and were
known to be as frighteningly powerful as they looked. The action of
the bicep flex pushed their steely meat against the flanks of his
mammoth breast muscles forcing his pecs to project outward almost
head-thick and crashed together along a hand-deep line of cleavaged
muscle.

The growing excitement of the forthcoming competition was already at
work on Frank's fantastic cock moving it toward its 4" wide and 21"
long diamond hard pillar. The feeling of it growth pulled Frank's
hand onto its expanding surface as he stroked it with gentle love.
Being the shortest of the original group made the scale of his cock
look all the more dramatic as the deadly weapon it was. His ever-
present olive-tan from his Italian heritage made his whole body
sensationally desirable.

Working around Frank's massive cock, they embraced to share the
traditional kiss before beginning the competition. Their arms gently
caressed each others sensational muscle as they held the kiss for a
seemingly long time. Then Craig climbed onto the platform upon which
the Scott curl equipment was mounted at the edge. His massive pecs
pushed deeply into the extra-thick padded covering as Craig leaned
onto the equipment and extended his arms down toward the floor far
below. Frank had to stand on a small stool in order to reach up high
enough to lock their hands and wrists together. Once the hold was
achieved, Frank kicked the stool away surprising Craig with the
sudden burden of his full weight.

Craig grunted as the impact pushed the air from his lungs. Doing his
best to recuperate quickly, Craig began to force out the first 520-
pound curl using it to gauge the range and speed that would serve him
best in the exercise. Franks' body was pulled higher as Craig rolled
his great arms up. As his face drifted past Craig's dangling cock, he
could see that it, too, was growing in excited reaction. Frank
puckered his lips as his head drifted along the length of Craig's
cock and blew on it gently. The massive organ responded to the
tickling breeze as its thickening shaft moved closer toward Frank's
waiting lips.

Craig's concentration was focus on his bicep curls. He could feel the
impossible density of his flexed biceps as they pulled Frank's
quarter-ton body up toward his chin. He could also feel the immense
pressure of his super-balled upper arm muscles pressing against his
writhing forearms as the two massive appendage sections battled each
other to occupy the same space. Thumb-thick veins spread out like
rivers and tributaries across the surface of Craig's impenetrable
bicep and forearm meat. The blood pressurized inside the roped
vessels could be seen pumping with each power-feeding heartbeat. Each
frenzied bicep had swelled larger than a melon and turned harder than
the granite they resembled.

By the tenth rep, Craig's cock had sufficiently hardened to the point
where the huge corona was within tonguing of Frank's drawling mouth.
His tongue dug deeply into the slitted opening at the end of the
twitching organ forcing it to glow a hardening shade of bronzed
crimson. The shaft had blossomed to its full 3 ½" girth and 19"
length and was beginning to lock into its astoundingly aesthetic
upward-curving shape. The stiffening tube filled with reinforcing
power as it solidified to gravity-defying dimensions carrying the
double-fisted crown atop it emblazoned shaft.

Twenty reps had been finished and Craig still showed no signs of
tiring. The only indications of the enormous curling efforts were the
richly carved images of his flooded biceps and the first lines of
sweat beading down his handsome forehead toward his sky blue eyes. A
sensation of unbridled power and strength filled Craig's driving mind
as he continued to enrich the fulfilled wonders of his 36" arms. The
arcing density in his assisting triceps forced the backs of his arms
further and further away from the padded armrest of the curling
platform and pushed the unstoppable volume of his flexed biceps
against the massive swell of his trapped pecs.

In time, Craig's sheer massiveness became his worst enemy in his
continuing attempts to pummel out rep after stunning rep. At the same
time, he began to become aware of the erotic sensations surging
through his loins as frank continued to chew provocatively on the
flaired crown of his completely aroused cock. By forty reps, sweat
ran from Craig's face and dripped down onto the top of his buttressed
cleavage. The sweat cascaded onto Frank's face and into his eyes. The
sting of the salty moisture burned Frank's eyes making it difficult
to see and to concentrate on the timing of his stimulation of Craig's
wonderful cock.

Frank shook his head to shake off the dripping sweat. His wavering
head collided with Craig's cock several times. The power of Craig's
steeled weapon slapped loudly against Frank's forehead and cheeks.
The erotic contact became a disruptive force pulling against Craig's
concentration. He forced two final reps out and had to give up at
fifty-seven reps.

They changed places on opposite sides of the platform and avoided any
eye contact in the process. Neither man wanted the other to know the
truth of their arousing affects they got from each other. Being
several inches shorter gave Frank the advantage that his flexing
motions did not need to be as long as Craig's. It also offered Frank
the disadvantage that the scale of muscle packed onto each body part
was significantly larger and, therefore, more resistive to completing
the motion required to achieve a successful curl.

The sight of Frank's upper arms in and of themselves was nothing
short of mind-boggling. The image of his arms flexed and flexing was
beyond awesome. Frank had the biggest, most muscularly defined arms
ever sculpted onto the body of a human and he knew it. Even relaxed,
the skin covering his supremely dense muscularity was stretched so
thin as to be nothing more than a bronzing agent painted onto the
surface of his fibrous muscle mass. Even the bluish tint of the
returning blood coursing through his surfaced mounted veins could be
discerned.

Frank smiled proudly at the ease with which he found he could curl
Craig's body weight. However, the force of his forearm muscles
pressed against his constricting biceps was a powerful struggle even
on the first rep. He knew that the size and hardness of his own
gargantuan muscles would be his personal challenge to success right
from the start. Frank's face became a chiseled study of concentration
as he ripped through the first several reps. His biceps and forearms
took no time at all to become massively pumped and supremely hard.

Frank's cock was already in the same state as his arms. It, like his
biceps, was the largest of the all the male organs. The 21" length
was locked into place and his balls were loaded and ready for action.
Craig could not resist the opportunity to glance up at Frank's
rolling biceps. The sight sent twinges of excitement dancing through
the base of his own steely cock. Frank's flexing arms were
indescribably astounding. Each sphere swelled and split into its
final constricted ball larger than Craig's own head. The veins
shifted violently under the thin skin as the diamond-hard muscle
forced them around on their hardened, flexing surfaces

The feel of Frank's majestic cock knocking against Craig's flawless
face forced his attention to be torn between the stunning view of
Frank's writhing arm meat and the irresistible wonder of Frank's
monstrous cock. The preposterous length carried the glowing head of
Frank's cock past Craig's high-mounted cheeks away from his wanting
mouth. This prevented Craig from performing the same tonguing
admiration that Frank had used on him. Instead, Craig let his silky
cheeks slide sullenly across the side of Frank's passing cock shaft.

At first there seemed to be no reaction by Frank. His concentration
on his curls was so severely focused that he scarcely recognized what
was transpiring at his groin. Rep after astounding rep rolled by.
Thirty curls; then forty; then fifty and the man seemed to still
possess the power to continue forever. Craig tried every attentive
angle of his face against Frank's cock he could think of but to no
avail. Suddenly, Frank seemed to be struggling at the top of the
fifty-fourth rep. Craig felt the sudden jerking of motion at the top
of the curl. When he glanced up, he could see the issue immediately.

Frank's biceps and forearms glowed with white-hot power. They were so
flushed and charged that they had become rock solid and refused to
yield any space to each other as Frank fought to complete the curl.
His face was beaded in sweat and his biceps appeared as if they were
so hardened with pressure that they threatened to explode. Still,
Frank refused to give up. He completed that rep and the next. At
fifty-six his whole body quaked as he forced muscle against muscle.

On rep fifty-seven the severity of his muscle battle was even more
demanding. The pain of the workout was evident on his contorted face.
Craig could count the racing heartbeats merely by watching the
pumping flow of headed blood through the ropes of veins enveloping
Frank's arms. Somehow Frank managed to force his way through the rep
successfully and to move into the tie-breaking fifty-eighth rep.
Craig's suspended body shook violently at the end of Frank's grasping
hands as the monstrously chiseled meat of his biceps and forearms
insisted on their own space. Veins of frustration lined Frank's
determined temples. Frank's shaking cock smacked repeatedly against
Craig's helpless face. Franks groaned and screamed in muscle-induced
pain. Finally, he quickly lowered Craig's suspended body and
collapsed onto the cushioning of the curling pad at the end of a
successful fifty-eighth rep.

The huge muscular torso remained suspended over the padded equipment
frame gasping in huge quantities of replenishing air. Craig rose from
his knees and stood gaping at the sight of Frank's immensely honed
arms and the rise and fall of his closely cropped dark hair as
Frank's monstrously muscled pecs road atop the crushed padding. Most
of Frank's lower torso was either hidden behind the equipment or deep
within the shadow of his massive upper body. Craig found himself
standing almost face to head in directly in front of Frank's
crimsoned cock head. The monstrous mushroomed dome beat with the same
rhythm of Frank's pumping heart. Craig's mouth salivated for a taste
of the meaty sex tool cap and his own cock jumped with excited desire.

Finally, Frank dislodged himself and descended to the main floor
level. It was time for him to pick their next exercise. He rubbed his
shockingly hard biceps trying to massage the workout burn from deep
within the core of their meaty fibers pondering his selection as he
did so. Eyeing Craig's perfect figure and stunning cock, Frank
perused the sculpted body of his competitor for some sign of physical
weakness. In the end, Frank was forced to draw upon personal areas of
strength as he named suspended triceps dips as his choice.

The sight of Frank's inhumanly muscled body sliding toward the next
area of equipment and being preceded by an inflexibly hard cock whose
length was almost 1/3 the height of its master was painfully erotic
to Craig. Frank aligned two flat benches to be parallel to each other
and about three feet apart. He motioned for Craig to be ready as he
grasped the side of one padded seat with the down turned palms of his
hands and the backs of his heels across from his torso on the other
bench. Frank's cock stood like a vast tower leaning slightly toward
his legs. His balls road heavily upon his closed inner thighs. The
huge stretched swell of Frank's pecs rounded far out over the
vertical line of his crunched abs with his nipples pointed sharply
toward his groin.

Turning his back to Frank's power-filled cock, Craig climbed onto the
shorter mans monstrous thighs seating himself on top of the
staggeringly mountainous upper quads. Craig leaned back until he
could feel the underside of Frank's towering cock against his own
upper back muscles. One leg hung down on either side of Frank's just
below his knees and Craig's huge balls were nested into the valley
between Frank's knees. His arcing cock curved gently upward from his
groin and cantilevered out over Frank's steely lower legs.

Bending his arms back at his elbows, Frank lowered himself into the
first triceps press. His already aching biceps pulled against his
stretching pecs as their surfaces turned to images of honed stone
again. Then the massive swell of Frank's triceps arched upward like
two vast double hills of curving muscle elongated to their maximum
without surrendering any of their viciously carved volumes. He
continued driving the core of his body along with its phenomenally
beautiful dead load down until his ass cheeks kissed the floor
gently. Coiled lines of interconnected fibrous muscle became etched
onto the surface of the gargantuan rear arm muscles as Frank began to
force both his body weight and Craig's upward between the two benches.

Frank could feel the constriction of his triceps as he forced out rep
after antagonizing rep.
The feeling of each individual fiber being ripped apart was exactly
what drove his desire for muscle growth. Without looking Frank knew
that every inch of his triceps were being brutally beaten into
astonishing size by his own actions of hoisting over half a ton of
solidified beef up and down between the benches. He could feel the
muscles of his triceps fortifying themselves with each successive
rep. Frank's cock pounded itself increasingly solid as his arms
became chiseled anatomical charts of pure muscularity.

Craig's balls rode upon Frank's flexed thighs and his cock hardened
into diamond brilliance as he felt Frank's cock straining against his
own back muscles. Frank fought through rep after endless rep of
muscle-carving tri-dips until the swell of his pecs trapped his cock
and pushed it against Craig's stunning back muscles. Over a thousand
pounds of unequaled muscle feel and rose under the guidance of
Frank's cavernous triceps workout. His unmatched cock rubbed hard
against Craig's back begging to be released. Frank maintained his
focus on his workout as the endless reps continued to be pounded out.

He finally resigned to the demands of his cringing triceps after
seventy-four unbelievable reps. Bill sat fidgeting in his chair with
his robe loosened over his monstrous delts as he stroked his unfurl
20" in astonished disbelief. How these two gargantuan muscle-gods
could continue without orgasmic release was a great tribute to their
mental and physical controls.

Switching positions quickly, it became Frank's task to serve as the
rider upon Craig's impressive leg muscles. Frank chose to face his
opponent as Craig launched into his exercise routine. By facing one
another, Their cocks were crossed immediately above their balls like
great sabers locked in the heat of battle. Craig's curved weapon
pointed up ending just under Frank's chiseled chin. The heat of
Frank's massive cannon shaft found itself lodged against the base of
the twinned globes of Craig's rocky pecs. The bottom of Craig's pecs
rubbed harshly along the tip of Frank's cock as he pushed his way
through the triceps dip reps. The flexing and straining pec muscles
tickled the sensitive tip of Frank's slitted cock head.

Rep after rep caused Frank's body to quiver with excitement. The
riding muscleman worked feverishly at controlling his sexual response
to Craig's writhing musculature. Tightening his groin muscles, Frank
forced the length of his cock to be lifted away from Craig's abs and
chest. The control of his groin forced Frank's cock to move solidly
against the side of Craig's stupendous organ. As the two deadly man-
swords battled for supremacy, beads of sweat ran profusely from both
men. Craig tried to force his concentration but the erotic stroking
of Frank's cock against his ultimately proved to be too much of a
challenge. Craig finally surrendered in after only forty-three reps.

Frank had won the option of choosing again and, based on how his cock
was reacting to the sensations coursing through it in its contact
with Craig's magnificent organ, the end of the last exercise came
none-to-soon. With their upper bodies fully pumped, Frank decided
that he would push the envelope and requested that the third exercise
be chin-ups. Both of them had had their monstrously huge arms
pummeled to ungodly size and seized with muscle-enhancing pain. Frank
was wagering on his own shortness in stature and the benefits of this
lesser range of motion that he would need to endure in this third
exercise.

Climbing up on an available stepladder, Frank reached up to grasp the
chinning bar. Craig stepped up immediately behind and wrapped his
severely pumped arms around Frank's torso at the small of his waist.
The hardened condition of his arms, delts and pecs from their
previous exercises made the reach barely barely possible. Craig
lodged the handsome features of his face against the central core of
Frank's stretched back. Lifting his legs up from the ladder. Craig's
lower body fell against the back of Frank's upper legs. His ridge
cock dug into Frank's locked inner thigh muscles until Frank forced
his legs slightly apart to permit Craig's unbending organ to slip in
between.

A thunder of muscular contortions through the great plates of Frank's
back pushed against Craig's face as Frank began his first chin-up.
Craig could feel similar pressure against his solidly globed pecs as
Frank's gluteus muscles tightened under the strain of carrying
Craig's weight along for the ride. The conjoined pecs and ass
massaged each other as they fought for dominance against one another.
As Frank's body tensed, his legs closed in on their grip of Craig's
trapped cock. Craig tried to force his cock out from between the
crushing rock-like forces of Frank's thighs dragging the shaft back
and forth as it jockeyed for freedom.

Frank could feel the flow of Craig's cock between his thighs as well
as the undulations of Craig's pecs against his flexing glutes. He
tried to ignore these stimulating feelings as he concentrated on the
form and flow of his first several chin-up reps. The surging power in
his challenged latissimus and deltoid muscles filled his mind with
driving desire to force the great, expansive muscles to work beyond
their limits. Frank enjoyed the heat of Craig's breath glancing
across his writhing back muscles. From his position in front of a
large mirror, Frank became enamored by the sight of his gargantuan
lat spread and heavily lined pecs and delts. The vision of Craig's
insanely muscled arms wrapped over his flat-plated abs and the huge
glowing crown of Craig's cock projecting from his chiseled thighs was
wonderfully erotic.

Once a focused chin-up rhythm was achieved, Frank permitted himself
to turn some attention to Craig's motioning cock and flexing pecs.
Slowly Frank began to work the undulations of his glutes over Craig's
pecs while, simultaneously tightening and releasing his strangle hold
surrounding Craig's stupendous cock shaft. The huge knob of Craig's
corona moved forward and back in the mirror as Craig drew his cock
shaft back and forth between Frank's legs. Frank invited the action
in the way he manipulated his thigh and ass muscles while continuing
to pound out rep after lat-saturating chin-up rep.

Craig did not stand a chance. The first rush of cum sped down the
enormous length of his cock shaft before Frank had finished his
twentieth rep. The constriction of Frank's thigh muscles momentarily
trapped the first gushes of cum within the confines of Craig's
trapped cock tubing. The next time Frank released his deadly strangle
hold, a shower of built-up cum fountained from Craig's cock and
streamed gracefully to the floor.

Bill was on the floor in no time scooping up the rich, filling cream.
Frank immediately straightened his lower legs and arms to permit
Craig's still-spewing body to crumble onto the floor below. Then
Frank also dropped down from the chinning bar to join Bill in
consuming the hot liquid meal. Craig's immense body shook with
spastic muscular contortions as his cock continued to flow with cum.
Bill moved his face up to Craig's leaking organ to suck the last
vestiges of enhancing cum from sputtering cock-nozzle as Frank
cleaned the last white streaks from the floor. Craig's head hung low
and defeated on the pillowed upper muscle of his heaving breast meat
as the final drippings oozed from his still-hard cock.

Within moments Frank and Bill's hotly muscled bodies began to quake
as the intensely rich cum was absorbed into their systems and
translated into even denser and more impenetrable muscle. Their
bodies were so attuned now to the fortifying effects of the exercise-
charged cum that it took only another couple of minutes before the
enhancement was completed. Bill gleamed with joy as his pecs and lats
solidified to just over 84" of staggering muscle set above their
chiseled channeling of his ripped abs and 32" waist.

Frank could not help but launch into a series of arm flexing to test
and sense the grand wonder of a pair of arms that posed at 38" in
diameter. The raw power of his biceps and triceps became apparent to
him as his hands tested the granite density of their sinewy
existence. Try as he might, Frank was unable to penetrate the steely
masses. Thick, feeding veins rubbed over the meaty surfaces as his
fingers pushed by them in their exploration of the fantastically
carved muscles. He performed the same erotic examination of his
gargantuanly swelled and severely striated head-thick pecs.

Bill's personal exploration of his chiseled 43" thighs and quads
ultimately lead his groping hands to his favorite male muscle as he
rediscovered the wonder of his uniquely gorgeous 21" cobra-shafted
cock. As he applied increasing pressure from above, the massive
weapon refused to be shaken from its anchored erection at his groin.
While the widest band of the monstrous shaft was still 5 full inches
across, Bill could feel that the iron-hard tube was denser and more
solid than ever before.

Frank's astonishment at the sight of Bill's unbelievable organ was
soon transferred to that of his own re-invented cock. It had grown a
full two inches longer making it 23" in total length. It exited from
his loins at a shade over 4 ½" wide and tapered gently to a 3 ½"
girth at the point where the 4 ½" collar of his cock crown exploded
from the shaft. Like Bill, Frank's hands were hypnotically drawn to
the crystal-hard shaft. Wrapping both hands around the stupendous
projection, about half way along the huge pole, Frank was barely able
to make his stretching thumbs and middle fingers touch. His balls
quivered for release as they responded to Frank's self-stimulation.

Bill finally warned Frank that he needed to finish his work with
Craig. Frank looked down at the model-perfect face still resting
fatefully against the upper line of Craig's pectoral cleavage.
Sensing Frank's gaze, the handsome blond head smiled up to his
conqueror with willing acceptance. Frank moved to Craig's seated
figure and ran his fingers loving through Craig's soft, thick hair
pushing the locks away from the chiseled brow. A small bead of cum
still clung to the tip of Craig's cock. Craig wiped it into his hand
and offered the last taste to Frank. Frank gently licked the warm
liquid directly from Craig's offering hand and reached down to help
him up from the floor.

As he got up, Craig nestled his head against the immense swell of
Frank's monumental pecs. Frank reached up and cupped Craig's
beautiful features in his hands turning Craig's face up toward his.
Frank stared deeply into Craig's watering warm blue eyes. After a
moment, Frank simply shook his head and turned away refusing to
participate any further with his appointed duty. Bill shouted at
Frank who simply ignored the vicious verbal assault. Using his
monstrously muscled bulk, Bill tried to force Frank back but Frank's
own stupendous muscle steeled itself for a second great muscle-
battle. Just as both men were on the verge of attack, the pair of
steel doors leading into the gym burst open.

The sight of the figure filling the double-wide doorway brought all
three men in the room to a quaking standstill. It was a man. It was a
naked man. But it was a man whose muscularity out-shined that of any
of the three men in the room. The body was saturated with muscle that
appeared so dense and solid as to defy belief. The man was just a bit
shorter than Bill's 5'-11" but virtually every part of his body was
carved elegantly with measurably more muscle than that on the
competitors. Only the tremendously carved waist appeared to match the
32" diameter of the astonished men. The level of the intensely
shredded striations carved onto each massive muscle, even unflexed,
made it impossible to guess the weight of the creature.

The creature moved into the room slamming the steel doors closed
behind him. The hard lighting of the room which had been designed to
maximize the display of muscle, played over the colossal volumes of
each anatomically displayed body part. Each sifting muscle seemed to
radiate with immeasurable strength. As they moved, his muscles grew
even more defined and hypnotically attractive. A metal helmet
concealed his face and head from view. The only `soft' thing about
his body was the chokingly-huge cock that swung freely down almost to
his knees. Shoved hard against his groin surrounding the base of his
cock were several links of chaining that looked like an S&M cock ring.

"So, you have your doubts all of sudden?" The deep, penetrating voice
bellowed to Frank.

"You surrendered that choice when you singed on to be considered for
this project." He continued. "Our sponsors have maintained their
promise of increasing and more-perfect muscle for you … and you need
to remember your pledge to them."

"I do." Frank choked back. "But I had not counted on having to kill
my own lover."

"We had hoped neither of you would be forced to do this, too." The
masked face returned. "We are not insensitive to your dilemma. That
is why I am here. You are a good man with many of the qualities we
seek. Bill, though very different from you, possesses other qualities
that are important to our cause. It is important that the process be
concluded so that the new team can be assembled."

"I just can't" Frank cried tearfully looking toward Craig.

"We understand." The man sympathized as he shifted into a posing
position "But this is what awaits the ultimate victor here."

Closing his fists, the great muscle-creature slipped into a double
biceps presentation with a grace and agility unexpected from a form
with so much overabundance of muscle. As proud as Frank was of his
brand new 39" biceps, he was left totally speechless as two insanely
massive spheres of bicep meat rolled into view. Each flexing muscle
split into several impacted smaller balls of granite-like meat as the
huge formation peaked toward the heavens. The man also tensed the
hanging rounds of his triceps so that they would be displayed with
equal awe as the coils of fibered muscle sheered into globed view.

Deltoids as large as Frank's biceps formed into vast, shredded
epaulets of muscle on each flexing shoulder crashing into the severe
valley formed between them and the base of the skyrocketing biceps.
The great muscle-creature twitched the continental spread of his
stupendous pecs as they fleshed out into superlative curving slabs of
densely lined meat. It wasn't long before the peak of his still-
rising biceps pushed hard against the bottom of his clenched fists.
He turned his fists outward to make more space for the domed biceps
as the tops forced their way up as high as his knuckles.

Not to be left behind, his lats swelled into truck-tire thick quarter
wheels of veined muscle sweeping from triceps to his finger-chiseled
sides. His plated abs heaved inward as he sucked in his lower torso
to show off the swooning differential between his exploded upper body
and his trim, solid waistband. Though his cock remained as a sweeping
soft arc of manly tissue cascading over his hidden balls, it was
already as large as Frank's dripping-hard organ.

"For one of you, it won't be long before you are in possession of 44"
arms like mine and a 92" chest." He announced maintaining the god-
like flex as he turned toward Craig. "And I can assure you that the
power of these muscles is as awesome as their spectacle. But, first,
it is important that this current dilemma be resolved."

With surprising gentleness, the amazing muscleman pushed Craig's chin
upward with the back of one hand until they were staring eye to eye
with one another.

"My, you are indeed a beautiful one." He said softly. "I can see why
this is so hard for Frank."

Craig nodded with a silent smile as he lowered his eyes away for the
piercing gaze from within the helmet. One great arm of the stupendous
muscle-giant pulled Craig carefully closer and wrapped Craig in an
understanding hug. As the hug remained, Craig nestled closer and,
forcing his own huge arms around a part of the vast embracing torso,
returned the hug. Their two wonderful bodies rubbed gently - pecs to
pecs. Frank and Bill could see Craig's damp cock begin to rise in
response. The man slowly reached down with one hand and began to
stroke the rising organ that was growing in the gap between their
tight abs created by their heaving chests.

The solidity of the larger man's muscles never surrendered to the
affectionate embracing. Frank and Bill watched in unbelieving awe as
the massive giant's hand lead Craig's cock back to full attention.
When he knew Craig was fully aroused, the man pushed them carefully
apart and, using one hand while bending forward, forced open the
cavernous depths of the meat between his two monstrous pecs. With the
other hand, he guided Craig's steely organ into the opened canyon of
cliffed muscle.

Letting go of his pec-hold, Craig's cock became embedded in the warm
embrace of the two huge pecs. The muscle-creature then began to
undulate his gargantuan breasts with amazing control massaging
Craig's excited cock in the process. Craig's glowing cock head poked
repeatedly at the man's chin under the helmet as the two drifted into
a mutual rhythm. The pace increased as wanting groans oozed from
Craig's pouted lips. As he drifted deeper and deeper into the spell
of the pec-fuck, Craig began to kiss and lick the metal helmet hotly.

Their bodies writhed with muscle-inscribing passion. Both Frank and
Bill found themselves hard at work on their own aching cocks. The
sight of the two huge men interlocked in this amazing intercourse
brought both Frank and Bill quickly to climax at almost the same
time. Their cum soaked the two engaged men as it erupted in hard, hot
streams from Bill and Frank's bloated organs.

Before either observing man had finished Craig screamed his own
sexual release. The first heated ejaculation slammed into the larger
man's chin with a force powerful enough to drive some of the cum up
under the helmet and out through its slitted mouth hole. Craig
screamed again with the second explosion of cum. The third scream was
the last.

A combination of cum and blood splattered from between the huge pecs
as the great muscle-creature constricted them with all his endless
might, crushing Craig's cock in the process. As he did so, the man
wrapped one gigantic arm around Craig's waist and squeezed. The sound
of the shattering spinal cord signaled Craig's instantaneous death.