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John Slayton



Part 1


      The smell of the room was extatic. Matthew Hill loved it. It was about 4 i= 
n the afternoon. All the guys were there... 
training, panting hard under the weigths. Matthew  was a marine for now 2 y= 
ears now. At 24, 6'2 and 185 lbs, he was 
not what we could call a skinny guy. But compared to all the guys who were = 
in that room at this moment, he was 
clearly not in the same class. All thoses men were his comrades. They were = 
the elite of the marine forces. Specially 
trained to the hardest operations. He arrived on this military ship last we= 
ek. He was the yougest recruit.
      The gym was a big room, located in the hold of the huge military ship. The= 
y was no light from the outside here. 
Few electric lamps were there to bring some light in the larg room. Huge tr= 
aining machines were the only furnitures 
you could find here. All charged with tons of weights. They looked old but = 
were working all perfectly. The sounds of the 
bars, the weights, the charges resonnating in the room formed a strange and= 
erotic orchestra. In the middle of the 
room, you could see a larg boxing ring, Two guys were training there... At = 
the opposite of classical gym, here, they 
have any protection, no gloves, no boxing helmet... They were fighting, tha= 
t was their job...And the men were too proud 
to protect themselves... But the training fights were mostly fair. Netherle= 
ss, matthew was fully surprised the first time 
he saw two huge fighters, punching themselves savagely on this ring. Noone = 
else in the room seemed to be 
shocked. Matthew was looking at them. The blows they were sending were for = 
real, that's for sure. Each time a fist 
was hitting his target a chin, the abs... drops of sweats, like powder in t= 
he air were flying around. ANd this was only a 
training... The kid was wondering what those men were capable of in a real = 
fight... He couldn't watching them too 
long... Their muscular body, just covered by a military short were too hot = 
to be seen in action. Their magnificient sets 
of abs absorbing the blows in a thud.... Their forearms blocking the punche= 
s in the air, as they stroke back, using the 
mighty power of their round biceps... Sometimes fights were organized to cr= 
eate some challenges between the men. 
They were like boxing fights, excepted that all the blows were allowed and = 
a full Knock out was the only possible end 
to the match... A real man couldn't give up...Matthew had never had the cha= 
nce to see one since he arrived...But he 
couldn't wait for it... 
      The air was hot and sticky in the gym. Matthew's t-shirt was like glued on= 
his muscular torso. His short was 
doing the same on his legs.He had just finished his begs routine... He was = 
trying not look around him too much. 
Those men, working out and flexing, were so horny that he was trying not to= 
stare at them.... There huge muscular 
body, wet, ripped after those huge sets of reps... Flexing in front of the = 
mirrors to achieve their incredible routine. Most 
of them were not than 35 years old. He could see on their face that they kn= 
ew the power they have on women and 
men... This fascination their muscular body were bringing to them. And they= 
loved to play with it... Some of them were 
looking at Matthew with a light in their eyes. Thhis light that meant that = 
they knew... they knew the power they have 
upon him... they knew that if they come closer and flex slowly in front of = 
him, he will not be able to countain his hardon. 
But they didn't do it... cause they knew they will have one too... But it w= 
as clear that one of these days, one will come 
and catch him in the corner of a corridor and play like a toy with him. He = 
hadn't spoken with a lot of people since he 
arrived. He wasn't from their universe. He was too young, unexperimented an= 
d too skinny for them.
      Suddenly, one of the biggest guys on this ship, and certainly the biggest = 
in the room, came in his direction. His 
name was Bruce Jenhings.Damn, this man was huge !! The more he was approach= 
ing, the more Matthew was 
realizing how big was this guy. He was at least 6'6 and probably more than = 
250 lbs of pure muscles. A 31 years old 
marine. Dark hair cut very short, black eyes. His face were squared and man= 
ly. He was incredibly cute. His chest was 
enormous. His pecs were like two globes, tensing the grey tank top on it. H= 
is arms, waving on the sides were 
massive, ripped and defined. He stopped just in front of him.
- "You !!!..." The loundness of his voicce surprised the kid.
- "Yes ??..." replied Matthew, trying too hide his surprise and emotion.
- "Come with me... I need a back up... mmaybe that is one thing you can do i= 
n this gym, without bein ridiculous ??..." He 
was staring at him with a mocking tone in his voice."
Matthew didn't know what to say. The guys around were continuing their trai= 
ning. But he didn't find the time to say 
anything as Jenhings was already overturned and moving to the bench press w= 
hich was in a corner of the room. 
Matthew followed. <the larg muscled back of this man was more than impressi= 
ve...Jenhings layed on the bench. 
Matthew took his position and gasped when he saw the weights on the bar. He= 
took few seconds to add all the 
weights!! There was 450 lbs on this bar... Jenhings was smiling, looking at= 
the kid reaction. He put his hands under 
the bar, lifted it a little and keep it like that for fews seconds. Then, h= 
e slowly, very slowly lowered it, inhaling all the air 
he could. His chest was expanding. His tank top was totally sticked on his = 
pecs, His nipples were clearly visible 
under it. The bar kissed the middle of his pecs. And in the same motion, he= 
began to raise the mighty weight. Matthew 
couldn't believe his eyes. This young man was so powerfull that he was lift= 
ind that bar, like this. All this seemed so 
easy for him. He was exhaling his air softly as his pecs were contracting, = 
again and again, becoming two huge 
globes of striated muscles. The clivage between them was fantastic. The kid= 
noticed that even the fabric of the tanktop 
was now trapped between them. The arm of the marine were covered by sweat. = 
Drops running like rivers against his 
paperskin, following the crisscrossing veins of his forearms. He finally ra= 
ised the bar totally. The disks trembled on 
the bar when they arrived at the maximum height. The muscular maine went on= 
his set, lowering the bar again, 
always as slow as he could. His face was showing trace of straining now, he= 
raised it and his breath was louder too. 
Matthew was trying to think of something else.  He was totaly arroused by t= 
his show of power. At each new rep, the 
young man was straining harder. 3, 4, 5, 6... Now he was nearly shouting as= 
he raised the bar. The weights were 
trembling on it, hitting eachother. At the end of this rep, he paused for a= 
second. He opened his eyes and stared at 
Matthew. 
- "It's now that you are working !! Ok,  worm ???!!" 
The kids put his both hands under the bar. He could feel the power of Jenhi= 
ngs, controlling the balance of it. The 
marine closed his eyes and inhale to the max as the bar was descending. Mat= 
thew was just following. He didn't want 
to help him too much.. but he wasn't sure if he was helping him in any way.= 
Th e bar reached the pecs. The fingers of 
Matthew felt them. They were warm and hard like steel. The size of his ches= 
t was unbelievable. The kid was totally 
amazed by his physical development. But the shout of Jenhings stopped him i= 
n his staring. The man was straining 
hard. His head was shaking a little, his jaws clenched to the max, his teet= 
h visible.The young recruit tried to lift the bar 
to help him more... But it was like lifting a ton. The kid began to panic. = 
And if he couldn't help Jenhings ??... What will 
happen if Jenhings was too exhauted to lift that bar ??... The man was now = 
screaming in order to find the ultimate 
strength. The bar was raising slowly. All the muscles of his body were tota= 
lly flexed. Matthew decided to give all his 
might to lift the bar. He was doing the biceps curl of his life. His biceps= 
were tensed to the limits, Jenhings'pecs too 
and the bar was now nearly at the top. Matthew was yelling. Never in his li= 
fe he had lifted a weight like that. His wrists 
were suffering but he didn't want to flinch. In a final shout, the rep was = 
accomplished. Jenhings put the bar on its 
support and raised his torso. He was painting hard. He turned his head and = 
looked at the young stud. 
- "What are you looking at ??..."
Matthew was trying to catch his breath.
- "It was... I mean... you are.....; inccredible... How could you lift somet= 
hing like that ??..."
The man slowly stood up. He was smiling devilishly.
-"You liked to see me work, didn't you ???..." He was waliking toward Matthe= 
w now. "You liked to see those huge 
muscle workings against the iron ??.... Tell me ...."
Matthew began to stepped back but quickly his back touched the wall. Jenhin= 
gs stopped just in front of him. Matthew 
felt his breath in his hairs. He lifted his head to see the colossus in fro= 
nt of him.
-"You like that, didn't you ???... " beggan the muscular hunk "You love to s= 
ee men pumped hard", he lowered his head 
to see his own body. "You like to see those muscles in action, humm ??..."
      Matthew was terrified and at the same time totally excited by the manly pr= 
esence of Jenhings. He swallowed 
hard his saliva. Jenhings was staring at him now. In a sudden move, the mus= 
cular marine grabbed with his right 
hand Matthew's package. The kid was paralized. Jenhings's hand began to squ= 
eeze it gently, feeling the hardness of 
Matthew's cock. 
- "You will have to control yourself bettter if you don't want to have probl= 
em, here!!" He squeezed harder. Matthew tried 
to countain a scream and clenched his jaws. Jenhings was enjoying that. He = 
was in control. He was showing his 
massive back to the others and noone could ever know what was going on ther= 
e. And even if someone had 
suspected something, noone would dare knowing more... Not with Jenhings...
- "But I take this as a proof of respectt for me... and a kind of admiration= 
. " He smiled arrogantly..."Tell me what you 
think when you look at my body..." Matthew closed his eyes.. he was panicki= 
ng. He reopened them. Thoughs were 
rushing in his mind. Jenhings squeezed even harder on the stiffed cock.
- "Say it..."
- "I ... You.... You are... incredible....." The man said no slowly with his= 
head.
- "You already said it and you can do beetter than that !!!..." Finishing hi= 
s sentence, he flexed his pecs a little, making 
them bounce and, squeezing harder again on the cock of the young marine, fl= 
exed them completely. A dropped of 
sweat rolled on the left pec... Matthew was totally overwhelmed. The smell = 
of the sweat was violated his nose. He 
tried to keep concentrate.. he couldn't imagine what would happened if he c= 
ame here and now. But even with his eyes 
closed, the figure of Jenhings was still there. His manhood, his strength, = 
his domination... 
- "Look how pumped I am now... I'm sure  you can't help to imagine what it c= 
ould be to feel them... So come on, man... 
Put a hand on those pecs..."
Matthew obeyed. When his hand touched the hard muscles, it was as if he was= 
receiving an electric shock. It was 
hard as steel, hot, wet... and so thick." Jenhings began to move his thumb = 
on the hard cock of the poor marine. 
Matthew gasped for air. The huge man flexed his pecs even more. They were s= 
triated beyond imagination. As he did, 
he clenched this jaws to the max, smiling at the same time, his perfect whi= 
te teeth shine on the dark face. It was too 
much. This had to stop or he will definitely come in his pants right now. H= 
e said quickly :
- "You are the most amazing guy I've eveer seen in my whole life !!! Noone c= 
ould compete with you !!!!..." 
      The smile on Jenhings face grew bigger. He freed the dick of the young stu= 
d. 
- "At least, you have a brain to realizee that kind of truth !!" Without any= 
care, he grabbed Matthew's chin, and lifted his 
head a little. His face was now threatening.
- "Yes, noone can compete with me, stupiid rookie !! Or they are few those w= 
ho can say so !! So if you have in mind to 
tell anyone just what happened, you are DEAD !! Ok ???....  Matthew nodded = 
with his head, enable to say a word. His 
eyes were focused on the larg neck of his aggressor, each muscle moving as = 
he was speking, few veins crossing it 
on the side as he tensed his shoulders....
- "Good !!" He freed the chin of the marrine and smiled again at him, arroga= 
ntly. "Meet me tonight at ten, desk 2, close 
to the grey chimney..." Without a look back, he overturned and get out of t= 
he room. The door behind him closed in a 
loud thud. 
      Matthew was still paralized. He was alive. He hadn't come. He paused few s= 
econds to make his dick get back 
to its normal size. He tried to find where was the water... There.. Over th= 
ere... Some water.. he needed some water... 
He crossed the room, turned the tap, put some water in this joined hands an= 
d splashed it on his face. He rubbed his 
face with his hands. The face of Jenhings.. The face of Jenhings was haunti= 
ng his maind. God !! He never saw that.. 
Never saw a guy so cocky and so hot...
He had to go back working out... He had to forget it for now and don't imag= 
ine anything about tonight... His pecs... his 
arms.... No, no... he had to stay fosused. 
      
      A conversation on his right caught his attention. 
- "What are you saying ??..."
- "John Slayton is here on this ship !!""
The two men were trying not to speak too loud, but Matthew could clearly he= 
ar them.
- "You mean that guy Corey told you abouut ??..."
- "Yes, him !!! He is on the ship !! He  arrived this morning and will join = 
definitely the team !!!"
-" Who know that, now ??..." 
- "Corey told me that just before I arriived in the gym. He is working at th= 
e admittance, you know ??... He saw Slayton's 
name on the list for this mounth. It was a classified file. I think the gen= 
ra      l and some main officer must know that"
      The young marine was now obviously spying the two men. They turned their h= 
eads and looked at him. Listening 
only his curiousity, he asked :
- "Excuse me but who is this John Slaytoon ??..."
The two men looked at him carefully, and the one, the oldest, who seemed to= 
know more invited him to join them. 
Matthew approached. The guy whisperred :
- "Listen, kid... I think you will know  very soon who is John Slayton... On= 
e thing I could say to you is to not approach 
him..."
- "You know him ?... " asked the young mmarine.
- "Hummm... not personnally but I read tthings on him, and I heard stories a= 
bout him... We are not that much too know 
about him. But he will be famous here very soon."
-"But how could I recognize him... Have  you ever seen a picture of him ???.= 
... And why this guy is so amaz ??...."
BBBOOOOMMMMM....
      Matthew didn't find the time to end his phrase. The door of the gym brutal= 
ly opened. A massive frame was 
standing in front of it. And a little man was making some jumps close to hi= 
m.
- "... you can't open the door like thatt, understood !! It's forbidden you = 
can't !!" The voice of the little man was highed 
piched and echoed in the corridor which lead to the gym. The huge man came = 
in the room. With the light behind him, 
the men in the gym could only see his outline. He was more than massive. He= 
was gigantic. Matthew recognized 
easily the little man close to him. It was Rogers, one of the assistants of= 
the Colonel Masterson. Now, the man wa 
more visible. God he was impressive !! Never in his life Matthew Hill had s= 
een a man that tall and that larg. He wasn'y 
more than 30 years old. He had sunny blond hair. He was wearing the typical= 
little sailor hat. The kids couldn't see 
clearly the color of his eyes from where he was. The shadow of his eyebrown= 
was hidding them. His nose was 
straight and beautifully proportion on his manly face. His jaw was larg and= 
squared. Behind his little ears a bit sticked 
out, you could see the beggining ofhis larg neck. It was massive, a bit rou= 
nd on the side, totally engorged with 
muscles. He was wearing a leather coat, opened on his chest and a white sai= 
lor pants. His shoulders seemed 
incredibly larg. This coat had to be done especially for him... He slowly t= 
urned and lowered his face into Rogers's 
direction. This latter immediately stopped moving and complaining. In the r= 
oom, the silence was total. This guy let 
emanate from him a such impression of power... Matthew whisppered 
:-" Slayton ???..."
- "Yes, kid.. It's him..."
      Matthew felt a rush in his body... "Damnit !! This guy is joining our grou= 
p !!! Oh my god... He is freakish !!!" He 
was looking at him, totally overturned by the man in front of the big doubl= 
e door. He was still looking at Roger, 
impassive. Roger was beginning to shake. Slayton was showing any emotion. H= 
e was terrifying. Suddenly, he raised 
his head as if he was ordering him to leave the room. Roger jumped backward= 
in fear and losing his balance, felt on 
the floor on his butt, tried to stand up as he could and ran out of the roo= 
m. In any other situations, all the men had 
laughed at him. But all of them remained silent. Slayton followed him by th= 
e eyes as he was running and turned his 
head to face the crowd. He wasn't looking at the men, but just at the room.= 
It was as if he was alone. He began to 
walk into the gym, looking at every machines. His face was still totally em= 
otionless. The guys on his way just stepped 
back to free the way. He walked and passed Matthew without a look for him, = 
like for any of the other men around. They 
were all catching their breath. The tension in the room was palpable. After= 
his little visite in the gym, he finally arrived 
close to the main double door, from where he arrived. Next to it was the be= 
nch press where Jenhings was previously 
working. He stood there, offering his back to the  men. In a slow motion, h= 
e raised his hands from the side of his hips 
to the middle of the torso. Matthew couldn't wait : He wanted him to take i= 
t off now... He wanted to see if the body of 
this guy was as amazing as what the kid had in mind. With shoulders that wi= 
de, this guy should be muscular beyond 
his wildest dream. 
      What he saw just blew him away. Slayotn slowly made slide the coat on his = 
shoulders. Saying that they were 
massive was fullish. They were so more than that. Two huge balls of muscles= 
, which seemed to be sculpted in 
marcle. Cables of power were striating them. It was muscles against muscles= 
. Between them, his delts were the 
biggest ones the men had ever seen. This guy was even more muscular than Ma= 
tthew could ever thought. The kid 
was quivering as the giant continued to slide his coat down. The rest of hi= 
s back was a pure marvel. A white tank top 
was filling it as it could. The v-shape of his muscular back was astounding= 
. His narrow waist was emphasing it. The 
coat felt on the floor with a loud sound, as if it was weighting a ton. Sla= 
yton stayed like that. His muscular arms, seen 
from the rear was scaring. The huge triceps was developped in incredible pr= 
oportions. All the arms were ripped and 
lean. Huge veins were riding those mountains of muscles, irrigating them as= 
rivers in a landscape. Under his 
gargantuan forearms, his hands were trapped in what looked like white worki= 
ng out gloves. His wrists and hands 
were just enormous, much larger and thick than any other men' hands.
      Mathew placed his own ones in front of his growing cock. This guy was too = 
much !! The young recruit turned his 
head quickly on the side to see that all the men around were totally speech= 
less. Most of them too had find ways to 
hide the expression of their desires...
      A resonning voice teared the silence apart.
- "I know you don't have many occasions  to see a real man in this room but = 
if you have nothing more to do than 
staring at me, I guess you better get the fucking out of here !!!". HIs voi= 
ce was manly and loud. All the men stood 
immobile for few seconds and then, realizing what the colossus had just sai= 
d, went back to train as they used to, 
confusely. Around Matthew several men were talking to eachother the more di= 
scret they can.
- "But who is this guy ??..."
- "Have you seen his musculature???.."
- "I can't believe that... have you seenn the size of his arms ???!!!..."

      Slayton approached the bench press. A white towel was on it. He grabbed it= 
and threw it on the ground. He 
checked the weights on the bar. The 450 lbs of iron was still there. All th= 
e men were carfully looking at him. He 
approached the bench but instead of laying on it, he kept standing, placing= 
his legs at each side of it. He was facing 
the bar. He raised his hands slowly and placed them under the huge metallic= 
bar. 
The crowd whispered :
- "What is he going to do ??..."
- "No, he can't do what I think he will  !!...."
      Slayton adjusted his feet fermely on the ground, and bent a little his mas= 
sive torso. From the side, his pecs was 
really enormous, the white tanktop was stretched to its limits. And his arm= 
s.... The biceps was beyond words. Round, 
defined, ripped. Even unflexed, they were so huge and filled with energy. H= 
is triceps was amazing too, making his 
arm maybe bigger than any legs of the other men in the room. He took the ba= 
r fermely and began to lift it, in an 
amazing double biceps curl.. His arms were growing under the unbelievable w= 
eights. The biceps was tensed and 
striated. His forearms, increased in size, were now muscles fighting agains= 
t muscles, as if his forearms were nearly 
to small to fill them. Everyone in the room gasped in front of this show of= 
pure force. Slayton was grimacing a little. He 
bent his arms totally and began to lower the bar. The huge biceps ball stre= 
ched in power, fully flexed. Slayton was 
totally controlling the motion. He multiplied the reps like that, accelerat= 
ing the motion little by little. At the 15th rep, the 
motion was much faster. He was breathing heavily. It was the only sound you= 
could hear in the room. All the guys 
around have stopped again their work out. Some barbells felt on the floor, = 
their owners to astonished by the show to 
care about them. The breath of Slayton was loud and masculine. Nearly beast= 
y. His face was now wet of sweat, like 
the rest of his body. The room, which was hot before he came was now even h= 
otter. Matthew was counting in his 
mind : "22, 23, 24, 25.. It's impossible ! Noone could do that !!! This guy= 
is too strong to be true !! How could he do 
such a thin !! 30 reps without a rest and he is still increasing the speed = 
!!!! 32, 33, 34..." His cock was growing in his 
pants. But Matthew didn't care, he didn't even realize it. Suddenly Slayton= 
nearly stopped the motion. He curled the bar 
so slow that it was nearly not visible... But it was moving... his arm was = 
bending. He was making an incredible slow 
curl now. All his arm was totally flexed. He began to roar softly, fighting= 
against the mighty weight. The more the bar 
was raising by the power of his superhmuan arms, the more the roar increase= 
d. His face was straining, lowered a 
little forward, his eyes watching his huge biceps one after the other, chec= 
king his own fantastic pump. When the bar 
reached the higher point, he kept the position. His roar was now a huge scr= 
eam. Manly and powerful. The bar was 
still moving, his biceps were growing even more, in unbelievable proportion= 
s. He wanted to have the ultimate pump. 
He will have it. The roar stopped brutally as he lowered the bar. But to th= 
e suprise of the audience he started again 
another set of quick reps. "65,66,67,68,69,70,71,72,.. I can't beleive what= 
I'm seeing !!!... Who is this guy ???.." The 
young man was speechless. The show of Slayton was so impressive. 
      Slayton stopped suddenly his set, holding the bar firmly, his forearms mak= 
ing a 90° angle with the rest of his 
arm. What he did then turned the crowd on. He made the bar jumped a little = 
and in an incredible fast motion, caught it 
again but this time with his palms facing the ground. 
- "Have you seen what he just done !!!!  GOD !!!"
Matthew turned his head to see who just said that. It was a 36 years old ma= 
rine, a rough guy. Looking a bit lower, the 
young marine realized that he wasn't the only one totally conquered by Slay= 
ton. All the guys around were showing a 
full hardon, and some of them had already given up the fight against the pr= 
ession of theie desir, a larg spot clearly 
visible under their belt.
      Salyton continue his reps like that, 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7... He stopped aga= 
in his set and in a slow, slow motion 
raised the bar above his head. His eyes were following the bar as it rose. = 
When his arms were totally straight, he 
lowered his head forward and began to descend the bar. All the motion was i= 
n control. His power was ultimate, 
showing any trace of tiredness. He placed the bar behind his neck and resta= 
rt a new set of reps like that. His huge 
lats flairing on the side, growing in power. Noone else in the room was mov= 
ing. Mathew was totally mesmerized : 
"This guy shows absolutely no fatigue and he is doing this for few minutes = 
now !!! Waaaouuuhhhh...." He felt his cock 
streched even more in his underwear, sticked against his skin by the sweat.= 
Each set was accompanied by a loud 
shout, guttural and harsh.
      Finally, the giant stopped his set, moved the bar in front of his head and= 
, still holding the bar in his hand, as if he 
was hesitating to continue or not, as if he had enough power to do it all o= 
ver agin, turned his head to the crowd.
- "Is that ok for you or do you want to  see more !!!" His voice was emotion= 
less. he wasn't painting too much. Few men 
around Matthew loaded their cum just hearing that simple pfrase. That was t= 
oo much for them.
Slayton put the bar on his support without any care in a big sound. He move= 
d his mighty leg above the bench and face 
the crowd. It was the first time the men could see his torso fron the front= 
. Slayton was still showing no emotion. He 
took the white towell on the ground and put it on his larg chest. He wiped = 
the sweat from his huge pecs and did the 
same with his arms as he began to walk toward the men and stopped in the mi= 
ddle of the room. He threw the towell 
on the ground. God, his arms were incredible. They were fully flexed now, t= 
otally pumped. His body was showing any 
trace of fat. He was so big and at the same time so lean. his chest was ama= 
zingly thick. Other guys jacked off. 
- "Well !!!" His voice was resonning in  the room. "You are just a pathetic = 
group of fags !!" He was looking directly in the 
eyes at everyone, tasting the desire and the fear in their look. "Is there = 
someone here who haven't cream his pants yet 
???!!" Everybody remained silent, ashamed... Matthew didn't say a word, but= 
his pants was still dry. But suddenly 
Slayton'eyes felt on him. They looked at eachother for few seconds, matthew= 
like hypnotized by the ultimate blur of th 
Giant eyes didn't flinch his look. 
- "You !!" said Slayton approaching "Youu didn't come, aren't you ??..." eve= 
ruone was staring at Matthew now. The huge 
sailor stood just in front of him. Matthew was totally arroused by him. He = 
was seeing so many incredible details on 
the huge physique in front of him. The size of the neck, from the front was= 
unbelievable, super larg, like a marble 
column. The pecs was striated on the whole surface, thick and round. His sh= 
oulders from where he was now 
seemed infinite. His frame was so larg, his face was so strong, beautiful a= 
nd manly. Charismatic was a too weak 
word. 
-" Very interesting.... so young but so  strong in his head... few man could= 
handle what you saw without cumming right 
away... But I know what will make you wet your pants..." He bent his torso = 
forward, still looking at Matthew. "You want to 
see it, don't you ??... You want to see it for yourself this mighty biceps,= 
fully flexed in front of your eyes ??... You want to 
see his power, his beauty, you wanna smell the force...." He rose his arm s= 
lowly. Matthew was beginning to lose 
control. Slayton was still looking at him right in the eyes. The arm of Sla= 
yton arrived between the two head, the giant 
presenting the back of his arm ti the young stud. Matthew was on the edge t= 
o come. He looked at the arm in front of 
him. It was so larg... the biceps was totally tensed as the arm was straigh= 
t. But slowly the forearm moved. Th biceps 
began to swell, like the moon rising on the ocean. It grew, again and agin = 
as the forearm was standing slowly. 
Matthew'eyes were growing too. Slayton was watching the kid, still showing = 
no emotion. The biceps was getting 
bigger and bigger as if it will never stop. It was too much for Matthew. He= 
was trying to keep control but never in his life 
he had faced that. The huge vein on the biceps was more and more visible. T= 
he skin was so thin that Matthew could 
see blood pulsing inside, bringing to the huge muscle more and more energy = 
to grow. Finally, the forearm reached 
his ultimate position. The biceps was fully flexed presenting his amazing s= 
ize to the poor marine.
- "You're still here ??? Not come yet ???... Good !!!!"His eyes were percing= 
. Matthew looked at him, right in the eyes. 
Slayton was enjoying that. He was playing with him like a cat with a fly. H= 
e couldn't handle this anymore. His mind 
was dizzy. "Now look at it again... Look..." Matthew lowered his head. "You= 
think you have seen everything... " An 
arrogant smile appeared an his face. A charming smile, beautiful and devisi= 
sh. "You are so wrong... Now look at that 
and... COME !!!" He brutally bent his forearm even more. The biceps errupte= 
d in power, growing suddenly, like 
exploding. A cloud of tiny drops of sweatflied in the air around, some land= 
ed on Matthew's face. An extraordinary 
sensation of joy rushed in Matthew body, making his whole body tremble. His= 
eyes closed themselves and his cock 
freed his cum, passionately. He emitted a soft groan without noticing it. S= 
layton maintained his arm flexed during all 
the ejaculation. When Matthew reopened his eyes, Slayton was still looking = 
at him, smiling. "Next time you will be 
allowed to touch !!.... The giant lowered slowly his arm. Never in his life= 
, Matthew had felt such pleasure, such rush in 
his body. Slayton straighted up totally, sticking out his chest, and lookin= 
g at the kid.
      But a huge noise broke the silence. Someone was entering the room.
- "What the hell is going on here ??..."" It was Bruce Jenhings. The crowd i= 
mmediately freed the way, letting him see 
ths huge sailor. Jenhings stopped and stared at Slayton's body.
- "Who are you ??... And what are you dooing here ???..." Jenhings was a bit= 
smaller than Slayton. And Slayton was 
easily more muscular than him. But the cocky marine didn't seem to be impre= 
ssed. 
- "Are you going to answer me or is thatt too much too ask ??..." He was smi= 
ling. Slayton made a step forward to face 
him totally. 
- "You think you can impressed me with tthat... your body, your size... But = 
who do you think you are ??... Hummm ??..."
Slayton moved even closer, looking down at Jenhings.
- "I'm the best, that's all !!"
- "The best ???... said Jenhings laughinng. "Listen, big guy... You don't re= 
ally know who you are talking to. You are 
facing one of the best kick boxing fighter in the world... so don't provock= 
me, ok ???..." The tension was increasing 
between the two men and the crowd of men began to step back .
- "So you think you can beat me ??..." aasked Slayton calmly. The crowd arou= 
nd made another step backward.
Jenhings moved closer too, and pointing his forefingers between Slayton' hu= 
ge pecs, replied :
- "I'm not saying I can beat you !! I'm  saying I can destroy you !! I can m= 
ake you eat the dust under my blows !! So don't 
play that little game with me or I will be compelled to use this. He raised= 
his right fist and clenched it in front of 
Slayton's face. The sailor looked at him/
- "I can't wait to see that !!" He put hhis hands on his hips. "I'm all your= 
s !! Come on !! Hit me !!"
The big marine stepped back, smiling nervously, unable to control his joy. = 

- "Oooooh, yes !!! I love to explode bigg guy like you !! The bigger they ar= 
e, the better I feel !!". He put his hands on the 
bottom of his tank top and in a sudden move, lifted it up above his head an= 
d threw it on the ground. The crowd 
whisppered. His body was totally ripped, his abs were a real wall of bricks= 
, alive. HIs huge round pecs above, 
bouncing as he made some little jump to prepare himself for the fight. Slay= 
ton was smiling confidently. Matthew 
couldn't beleive his eyes... The two biggest men he had seen in his life wa= 
s facing eachother, ready to fight. They 
were both so horny and so hot. 
      Suddenly, Jenhings charged and sent several blows in Slayton's abs midsect= 
ion.
BBBAAAAAAMMMM...BBBAAAAAAMMMM....BBBAAAAAAMMMM....BBBAAAAAAMMMM....BBBAAAAA= 
AMMMM....BBBAAAAAA
MMMM..... The blows were very fast. Slayton doubled over under the shocks. = 
He was stepping back as the marine was 
making his efforts. jenhings stopped his attack and drove a powerful blow i= 
n the sailor's chin.
BBBAAAAAAAAAAAAMMMMMMM.... The head of this later turned totally on the sid= 
e. Matthew couldn't imagine the power 
of those blows. The cap of the sailor was ejected at the impact. Quickly, T= 
he marine grabbed Slayton with his left 
hand, and lowered the torso of his adversary. He put his right fist far beh= 
ind his own body to get the maximum effect 
and launched a terrible punch in the abs of the sailor.
BBBAAAAAAAAAAAAAAMMMMMMMM....Matthew was very close and.he could see the ta= 
ste of victory on Jenhings's 
face. The marine went on punching furiously the abs of Slayton, making this= 
one leaning more and more forward. At 
each blow, the muscles in Jenhings's deltoids were bouncing with power. The= 
violence of the blows was incredible. 
Jenhings was furious and at the same time extatic in front of his own power= 
.
- "YOU WILL REGRET  YOUR LACK OF RESPECTT !!!! AND.... EAT THAT !!!!" Instea= 
d of crushing one more time the abs 
of the sailor, the fist of the muscular marine flew under the chin in a fri= 
ghtening uppercut.
BBBAAAAAAAAAAAAMMMMMMM.... The body of Slayton was ejected away.
Without looking at him anymore, jenhings turned his head and stared at Matt= 
hew. He stepped forward, breathing 
heavily. he was in sweat. His huge chest waving as he was catching his brea= 
th.His pecs were moving slowly. They 
were just few inches from Matthew's nose. The marine was still staring at t= 
he young recruit.
- "Remember what you told you, kid ??!!!!" He was smiling proudly, arrogantl= 
y. "Noone can compete with me..." 
Matthew was quivering in front of the reality of this statement. This guy w= 
as unstoppable... Matthew was eating him 
with the eyes. He wanted to feel his hard body, he wanted to ask him to fle= 
x for him, now, feeling the sweat on his 
muscular arm siliding under his fingers. But a noise an his right caught hi= 
s attention.
- "Is that all you've got, marine ???..... Slayton was standing his body was= 
still arched backward. He slowly regained 
his normal composure. Jenhings smiled.
- "What did you think... " began the hunnky marine. "That I though you were = 
knock out ??... I'm not a fool !! .. I know I can't 
knock out that fast a huge man like you. But I'm a huge man too and you wil= 
l regret to ignore that !!!"
Slayton smiled too. The fight was only beginning.

      End of the part 1