Countdown - Part 5

by: JOHN


The two remaining men were prepared for the final confrontation
between them. Thirteen average bodybuilders had started in this
competition, Now two 550 pound sculpted statues to the grandeur of
muscle remained. Their numbers, 2 & 5, from "Group E" no longer
mattered. Bill & Frank knew that "The Grand Experiment" only had room
for one of them in the end. For this last week before the final
competition, they were honored with the presence of one of the
existing members of an elite squad just like the one they sought to
join.

This magnificent specimen directing them through the final challenge
called himself Prodder. He had explained that, because of safety and
protection issues to former friends and family members, squad members
did not use their given names. Prodder had also warned them that they
would be face a personal test during the week because becoming a
member of an "Elite Squad" involved more than just being a supremely
muscular and virtually invincible human.

Bill and Frank were both proud of their tremendously muscled bodies
but they each yearned to be the one who would ultimately possess a
body like Prodder's. Bill lived for muscle and muscle-sex. He had
proven his abilities to push emotions aside in the name of muscle-
conquest. His harsh features and shaved body made him look as
dangerous as he was. Frank loved his muscle and could be a
compassionate team member. His emotions made him both caring and
potentially explosive. Both would be great additions to the force
being assembled but only one was permitted to join. The price of
membership was the elimination of the other man. There was no love
between these last two men but each had a measured respect for the
power and stamina of the other.

Three days after the competition between Craig and Frank, Frank had
been summoned to Prodder's private chamber. Prodder greeted him
in
his official uniform. The skin-fitting material was pasted onto
Prodder's body making him look like a picture lifted directly
from a
comic book. Every muscle was totally revealed under the green and tan
form-fitting body outfit. The one major difference in the uniform
from the comic book versions was the crotch.

Where virtually all comics presented an image of a massively muscled
man who seemed to have no cock or balls, Prodder's outfit was
designed to include a vast projection of material molded into a form-
fitting covering for his cock with a huge pouch below glued over his
monstrously huge testicles. After absorbing the immediate shock of
the sexually explicit uniform design, it occurred to Frank that this
only made sense. Since their cocks were weapons as powerful and
deadly as the rest of their muscles, it, of course, would need to be
available to be used in combat.

There was a large flap of loose material at the end of the cock-
legging, Prodder noted Frank's gaze at the dangling patch of
material
dripping from where his cock head ended. Laughing, he explained that
this permitted the wearer to collect his own cum if needed to be used
for self-feeding when no other source of their special cum protein
was available. It also prevented their enhancing cum from being
immediately available to a potential enemy.

"You're a weak man." Prodder challenged without warning. "You
have a
great muscular body that is visually enhanced by your height. Yet you
have a weak mind. I am to decide if you have the qualities we need
for you to move any further in this process."

"And if I don't!" Frank demanded angrily.

"Then I will kill you." Prodder spoke matter-of-factly. "Just like I
did with Craig."

Frank winced at the mention of his former lover's name. They had
kept
their bond secret and had made a pact that, should they be the last
two, they would not let harm befall the other. That, of course, was
before Prodder entered into the picture. Frank's body tensed as
he
relived Craig's destruction by the man he now stood before.

"Craig was quite a beautiful specimen. Wasn't he?" Prodder
continued. "I'm sure he must have been able to have his way with
anyone he choose. A man as handsome as him must surely have used his
hypnotic looks to lure many, many men to his arms and to his bed."

Frank's body twitched and shifted at Prodder's assertions.
The anger
growing inside of his mind displayed itself as a sharpening vision of
stupendous musculature over his naked body. Prodder stepped in closer
and stroked one of Frank's immense shuttering pecs sensuously
with
the back of one uniformed hand. The handled pecs froze into a
mountain of hard-lined striated muscle under the cool touch. Prodder
continued to pet the quaking breast meat as he went on with his
dialog.

"Yes, I'm sure that many of you had the chance to taste and
experience Craig's beautiful body and his massive cock in between
the
competitions." Prodder whispered. "That silky skin; those handsome
features; his hot cum! I'll bet he had his way with just about
everyone. He probably filled them with promises of love and loads of
cum!"

"That's not true!" Frank barked back swatting Prodder's hand
away and
stepping back. "He loved me and I loved him! He was caring and
faithful! And you … you …"

"Killed him!" Prodder finished the sentence stepping up pushing his
helmeted face close to Frank's. "Yes, I did! I did because you
couldn't … because you are weak!"

"You killed him!" Frank screamed back. "You killed my Craig and some
day I will get even with you."

"Well, then, why not get even now." Prodder challenged.

Stepping back, Prodder began to undo his uniform. The sound of
carefully hidden Velcro connections echoed in the room as he slowly
pealed away the painted-on material. Muscle after astonishing bronzed
muscle slipped into view. Inch by staggering inch of immensely dense
muscle glowed across Prodder's body as his 44" arms and 92" pecs
and
lats spilled forward. All 48" of upper leg muscles and 30" of
shredded calf muscles stepped into freedom from the confinements of
the uniform. The last body part to be revealed with Prodder's
insanely huge and still soft cock. A rattle of chaining announced the
presence of his meloned balls. Their entirety was packed into a thin
pouch of metal chain mail.

The only two readily vulnerable parts on the bodies of these supreme
muscle-gods were their heads and their testicles. The special chain
mail pouch protected the latter and the high-impact plastic helmet
protected the former. Once the uniform had been discarded, Prodder
pulled his helmet off to the sound of Frank's astonished gasp.
Prodder shook his head to loosen the wavy thickness of his soft blond
hair. The color and style of his hair was almost identical to how
Craig had worn his. Plus, Prodder was as equally handsome as Craig
with many similar facial characteristics glowing across his model-
perfect looks.

Prodder dropped his helmet onto his bed and motioned for Frank to
come at him whenever he was ready. In time, Frank did come toward
Prodder but instead of seeking revenge, his tear-filled face feel
onto Prodder's waiting shoulder. Prodder lifted the gargantuan
muscle
of his arms and smothered Frank's heaving torso with their
embrace.
Their monstrous pecs rubbed roughly against one another as Frank
shuttered through his uncontrollable sighs. Prodder stroked the vast
rounds of Frank's shaking delts and traps seeking to comfort the
shorter man.

"It's OK, Frank." Prodder whispered into Frank's nearer ear.
"Please
believe me that, in many ways, it was as hard for me to take
Craig's
life as it was for you to lose him. You know the fate of a slow and
painful wasting away that Craig faced. We kept him from having to
endure that. What is more important for you right now is to recognize
that your chance to move forward depends on your own ability to learn
to control your passions and your emotions."

"The group you have pledged to join need people who can act without
regard to the difficulty of the task they are required to fulfill."
Prodder continued. "If you make it, your life and the lives of others
will depend on your emotional controls."

Frank pushed himself away from Prodder's magnificent beauty
wiping
his eyes dry and nodding his understanding. Prodder wiped the last
wet stains from Frank's reddened face with the back of his hands
and.
Leaning in, placed a soft gentle kiss on one of Frank's cheeks
before
dismissing him. Frank smiled one last look of thanks as he turned to
leave.

Later that same day, Bill was summoned to join Prodder. Prodder was
still enjoying the freedom of his body from the confines of the
uniform when Bill arrived. The sight of Prodder's huge hot body
made
Bill's cock jump to hardened readiness within seconds. Prodder
moved
in silently to Bill's hard cock and began to stroke it forcefully
as
if studying its power with his exploring hands. Patting the top of
the piped organ hard several times before continuing his sweeping
examination, Prodder smiled his approval to Bill who smile proudly
back.

This was the first time Bill had seen Prodder's face, too. He was
equally surprised by the comparison to Craig's but said nothing.
Like
Prodder, Bill had no doubt that, had it been his responsibility, he
would have finished off Craig.

"You have some cock there, Bill." Prodder acknowledged continuing to
fondle the fantastic instrument. "And you seem rightfully proud of
it, too."

"I guess I am." Bill smiled. "And with each change, it gets stronger
and more amazing. It's a cock that's built for fucking and
it sure
gets a lot of attention."

Prodder's hot touch sent chills of erotic sensations shooting
through
Bill's hard cock. He could feel it's hardened power bursting
from
within his loins. The sight of Prodder's phenomenal naked body
kept
jarring Bill's cock harder and harder. Prodder tightened his
grasp on
Bill's unique organ letting his fingers absorb the special
torpedo
shape and the strength of its cast-iron shaft. He pushed down gently
and nodded his admiration of the rigidity of the 21" long shaft. Bill
tightened and flexed his amazingly controllable groin muscles causing
his enraged cock to dance with remarkably controlled power.

Next Prodder began to massage Bill's projecting nipples as he
continued to provoke the level of excitement pounding in Bill's
cock.
Prodder pushed harder and harder against the inflexible organ while
working his hand around the widest part of the cobra-flaired section
of the sensational cock. Bill began to flex his whole body as
Prodder's sensual stimulation continued unabated. Bills balls
tightened up against the underside of his painfully hard cock as they
were pushed to the same level of excitement. Prodder seemed to enjoy
the muscularizing reactions of Bill's body to his actions.

When Prodder sensed that he had maneuvered Bill's body and cock
to
their epitome of arousal, he stopped and stepped a couple of paces
away. Bill stood confused and transfixed. Then, without touching it,
Prodder's cock began to swell. Bill's eyes stared in
unblinking awe
as the huge arcing package swung upward and outward. It's
remarkable
scale when soft was soon displaced by it's impossibly hardening
shape
and size. It was still not nearly rigidly hard when it surpassed
Bill's 21" length. The thickness of the rooted anchoring soon
swelled
to be as big across as the widest part of Bill's precum
salivating
organ.

Not a single one of Prodder's gargantuan muscles twitched or
moved as
he brought his cock to a level of supremely charged arousal. The
monstrously beautiful creation was still growing as its melon-sized
head moved up past the horizontal position with the floor. The
stiffening shaft began to curl upward in a soft, continuous gravity-
defying arch lifting the massive chained sac of Prodder's balls
with
it. The chaining surrounding the shaft at Prodder's groin creaked
as
the root grew steel hard.

Bill looked for some sign of failure, but the dense tissue refused to
let the struggling chain to create even the slightest dimpling into
the surface of the massive shaft. As the chain was forced ever
tighter, more and more blood was trapped in the bloated column
forcing the network of veins to become strenuously pronounced and
sharply visible beneath the transparent skin sheathing. Prodder
smiled knowingly as his cock finally became locked into a full
presentation of its amazing existence.

When it stopped, Prodder stepped back up toward Bill letting his
monstrous cock slide along one side of Bill's beating shaft. By
the
time the tip of Prodder's cock head nuzzled into Bill's
plated groin,
Bill's cock head was still almost 5" from Prodder's lower
abdominal
muscles making Prodder's cock an unbelievable 26" long - probably
longer because of the stunning arched shape of the staggering shaft.
It was a full 5" across where it passed Bill's 5" cobra collar
width
of manmeat. It tapered very slowly and gently to about 4" across
where the shaft was interrupted by the 6" wide cap collar.

Prodder guided one of Bill's shaking hands onto the surface of
his
colossal organ. Bill could not believe the heated solidity his hand
encountered. Leading Bill, Prodder encouraged him to apply downward
pressure. Bill did so gently until Prodder grimaced his desire for
Bill to really challenge the power of his cock. Bill slowly leaned
more and more of his massive weight and strength into the endeavor to
force the stunning cock from its rocky anchorage. Bill's pecs and
triceps became shredded with striations as he worked to overpower the
position of Prodder's cock.

Bill slide his hands further out along the seemingly endless length
in order to gain more leverage but the monstrous organ still refused
to budge. Sweat ran from Bill's hands as he continued to work on
the
great cock-wonder wetting the surface until his hands slid off of the
curving surface. Prodder smiled silently and then, just as Bill had,
began to force the stunning instrument to waive up and down using
only his control over his groin muscles.

"This cock is made for fucking, too, Bill." Prodder finally
spoke. "Perhaps you would like to know what that would be like?"

Bill's face turned suddenly white with fear as he tried to
imagine
what it would be like to have the impossible scale of Prodder's
meat
digging into his ass and ripping him apart from the inside out. The
man, the body and the cock were so amazingly beautiful that Bill,
indeed, at one level, wanted to experience it. But he knew that to do
so was to agree to die.

"I can only tell you how it feels to me, Bill." Prodder laughed.
"I'm
afraid there's no one alive anymore who could tell you how it
felt to
them."

"You like to fuck. Don't you Bill?" Prodder continued shifting
into a
most muscular pose. "And you like muscle almost as much as you like
to fuck. Well, how about trying my muscle? How about trying to fuck
me?"

Bill staggered back a couple of steps at the sight of Prodder's
body
chiseled into an anatomical muscle-chart and covered with muscle so
voluminous and beautiful as to leave one breathless. Even as he
carved his muscles into diamond faceted brilliance, Prodder continued
to undulate his loin muscles forcing the provocatively inviting dance
of his cock Now precum leaked from the bloated head of his
stupendous organ shining it to glistening glory.

"Let me tell you about the last man who got to taste this body and
feel this cock." Prodder went on. "He was a very evil man. But he was
also a very beautiful man. You see, Bill, there are those out there
who are trying to duplicate our bodies and our strength so that they
can break our forces down for their own political or power gains. Our
job is to see that they don't succeed."

This man, he was called `Breaker', had been carefully crafted
using a
variety of enhancing chemicals and training techniques. He was almost
as big as me. The only difference was that, because of how he
thought, he had a tendency to let his sexual prowess drive him when
aroused."

Then Prodder relaxed his body and began his tale.

"There's no point to going into any of the details as to where he
came from and who he represented. Let's just understand that it
was
terribly important that he and his sponsors be stopped. My job was to
infiltrate their organization under the auspices of being discontent
with our forces. I was fairly successful. I was even able to convince
Breaker that there could be something special between him and me."

"Under other circumstances, I would have probably liked that. This
man was spectacular to see. His muscles were immense and
excruciatingly perfect. We explored the power of each others muscles
on a number of occasions. I learned more about just how strong and
staggering my own muscles are from playing with him and his muscles
than I can possibly explain. This went on for several weeks and you
can't begin to imagine how tempting it is to have unlimited
access to
a body of muscle like Breaker's … like mine."

"God, we used to push each other's strength to the absolute
limits.
Nothing was safe from us. Bending huge steel rods with just the power
of our flexing biceps. Crushing heavy sheet metal with the strength
of our pecs. Hoisting entire cars overhead between the two of us. We
could even bend steel weight plates simply by trapping them in the
walls of muscle between our glutes - that was fun."

"The memories of exploring the size and cold-hard rock formations of
Breaker's various body parts still make me cum. His biceps soared
like vast mountain peaks lined with vines of veining. The depth of
his triceps was thick enough to lose a man's head in their coiled
volumes. Each lat was as thick as beach ball and as hard as a slab of
granite. If I had allowed it, Breaker could have probably swallowed
and crushed my own hard cock easily between his monstrous pecs or
deep within the canyoned muscle-walls of his amazing glutes."

"When it finally got out that I was not actually on their side,
Breaker became furious and made it his personal pledge to take care
of me. The fight was pretty intense. Neither of us could seem to
break through the other's muscle-strength. Cars were crushed by
our
massive arms as if they were plastic toys. Concrete walls were
reduced to rubble by the sheer muscular power of our back muscles as
we flung each other against them.. Our legs and thighs snapped
ramming power poles as if they were twigs. Breaker even managed to
bend a weight bar around my cock but it didn't do him any good."

"Our fight must have lasted for several hours. I remember throwing a
several 45 pound weight plates directly at Breaker and watching them
bounce harmlessly off of his amazing abs and lats, The weights were
dented and twisted by the impact with his stone-hard muscle but they
did nothing to stop Breaker. His muscles were harder than diamond and
nothing I did could stop or penetrate his astounding body. God, he
was so amazingly and hugely muscled that all I wanted to do was to
rape him on the spot. But the only way that was going to happen was
over his beautiful, dead body."

"He almost got the best of me at one point and tried wrapping several
coilings of heavy chains around my arms to tie me between two
columns. Breaker pulled against one of the wrapped chains trying to
tear my biceps and arms apart. I can still feel how powerful my
biceps were as they resisted his every attempt to destroy them and
dismember me. His body was so carved and striated as he worked
against my strength that it seemed as if his skin had all but
disappeared into his phenomenal musculature. Finally, I succeeded in
snapping the chaining just by forcing my biceps up into tremendous,
densely peaked curled mountains of flexed meat. The pain was
indescribable and I don't think my arms have every been pushed
that
hard or forced to be that big. I'll bet they were over 45" around
by
the time I broke free."

"We went pecs to pecs as we tried to crush each other with our own
torsos but neither of us to get a good hold because of how big our
upper bodies were. I'll never forget how wonderful the might of
his
writhing pecs felt against mine. Our pecs grated against one another
like four rocks of solidified lava, still hot, but sharp and dense.
Our ultra-hard cocks were trapped between our steely abs and kept
smashing against each other as if two great ship masts were being
forced to do battle. "

"We each sported a massive hard-on. The difference was that mine was
from the thrill of the battle. Breaker's was too, at the
beginning.
As we battled, I could see in his eyes that the desires for sexual
release surging through his body were exercising more and more
control over his actions. After a while, I just wanted to defeat him.
Breaker, on the other hand, wanted to fuck me to death."

"That, ultimately, was his mistake. At one point, he had managed to
get my torso spread out over the trunk section of a car we had
destroyed exposing my asshole to him. In his passion-driven anger, he
charged toward me. I rolled aside just as his body came crashing into
the trunk. The sheer mass of his hugely muscled torso carried his
upper body into the depths of the destroyed trunk leaving him in the
same exposed position from which I had just escaped."

"My cock was in him in no time. I can still hear the screams as his
massive body exploded from the inside. There wasn't even time to
pretend a good fuck. My cock ripped his ass in half and gutted him in
the process. I know it was wrong but, after he was dead, I kept
pounding away, filled with anger until I finally shot my load in him.
His huge body of muscle didn't even seem to relax in death. I can
still feel his huge hard muscles in my grasp as I pounded my cock
over and over into him."

"I remember thinking about what a waste of great muscle that had
been. He never even got to cum. Breaker was truly a beautiful human
specimen. But his cause and, unfortunately for him, his driving
motivations, were deadly to him. It was him or me and, given that
choice, it will always be the other guy … but only with just
cause."

"Anyway." Prodder concluded. "You've got a great cock that, if
you
succeed, will probably become one of the most powerful weapons in our
entire force. The question is: Can you control your own wants and sex
drives in order to make clear and life-saving decisions in the heat
of battle and arousal. If you can't then you put your life and
that
of others at risk. Then … I will kill you. That's a promise."

Bill nodded shyly.

"You can go now" Prodder announced opening the door for the still-
hard competitor.