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A thud startled the both of us. We both stood, looking out to the pool toward the door to see if someone was standing there. There was nobody. I then realized something and crouched down slightly.

"These...are windows, right? Can't they see us?"

"It's a two way mirror, don't worry about it."

"Why do you need this surveillance hut? Can't the management just watch from outside?"

Thomas began chuckling. He picked up his swimming trunks and placed them on a counter under the two way mirror. "Well, yeah. But most of the lifeguards only wear Speedo's or other tight clothing. Swimming trunks are not very...accommodating. And sometimes when a babe or a stud walks in front of you, well...you gotta get rid of the obscene. This way you can spank it staring at whatever chick or stud you want."

There was another thud. Thomas spun around and stared at a door leading to another room within the hut. His eyes grew. "Shit...shit shit shit..."

"What is it?"

His voice dropped. "The noise is coming from in there...Put on your swimming trunks. Someone may have already seen us."

I did as I was told. "If everybody wanks it in here what's the point if somebody sees?"

"I lock the hut when I do it, and most everybody else does except for like two people." He pulled up his swimming trunks. He had an obvious semi bloating down them and if he stepped just right you could see the head of it smack somewhere down the leg.

"So? If it's another guy he'll get it, if it's a girl...well...nobody can resist my body and nobody could possibly resist that cock."

"That's the problem. If it's a girl I'll be branded a freak...no girl from this pool will fuck me again."

"Psh, your dick is something to be proud-"

"When people see a dick that's as big as yours their eyes open up wide and they can't wait to see if they can stretch big enough to get inside. When they see one as big as mine it's different. I have yet to see even a porn cock bigger than mine...they get scared."

We both stared at the door. "What is that?"

"A bathroom or changing room for employees."

Thomas stepped forward and knocked. When no response came, he tried the knob. Surprisingly, it opened up. He stepped inside. He ushered a small man out, probably about five foot five tall. He was shirtless and, oddly, only clad in boxers. He didn't have my massive musculature or the tight definition of Thomas but he was attractive. He was very slim, slender. Sinewy and lean. Like a soccer player. He was completely bare, no body hair whatsoever on him, not even on his face save his eyebrows and lashes.

"What were you doing in there?"

"I thought...I thought it was...a bathroom..."

His voice was surprisingly deep. I had him pegged for a fifteen year old. I blinked at him. "How old are you, bud?"

"Twenty."

Thomas and I glanced at eachother.

"Seriosuly?"

"Yes."

"But you're so...tiny!"

"Don't you fucking call me tiny you bastard I'll rip your arms off!" He came running at me. Oddly, Thomas plucked him off of the ground and pushed him against the wall.

"What did you hear?"

"I heard you two plowing each other. And...if I heard correctly...I heard an interesting tid bit about you." He bent his knee, touching Thomas in the crotch. His knee moved down Thomas's leg along his massive bulge.

"Why are you in here? This is for employees."

"I thought it was a bathroom. I was right, I suppose. I didn't know this was a fuckhouse."

"It's not. You are going to tell nobody about what you heard, alright? I don't want word getting out."

"Oh...I may slip." Thomas pushed farther on the little man. He turned to me.

"Restrain him."

I did as I was told, pinning the man against my arms. He chuckled slightly. "What are you two getting at? You're going to beat me up?"

Thomas turned away and removed his swimming trunks. I heard a small slapping noise as he stroked the base of his cock.

"What the fuck are you doing?"

"We won't beat you up..." He turned around, his boner standing massive and proud. I felt the man quiver. I noticed his boxers gaining an obvious tent. "But I will destroy your throat so you cannot speak."

I glared at Thomas. I picked up the man and gripped him to my chest. He seemed to enjoy this, his dick pressing up against my abdominals. It didn't feel like anything special. It was the size of Kyle's, a respectable six and a half inches. The man gripped my back, trying to grope as much solid steel muscle as he could.

"I won't let you do this, Thomas."

Thomas sighed. "James you're messing up the game."

"What? This is a game to you?"

"Yes." The small man grinned at me. "My name's Evan, pleased to meet you." He kissed me full on the lips. slipping his tongue inside and tying it into bows with mine. I let go of him out of surprise, his legs swinging around and gaining a surprisingly strong grip around my waist.

"This little cocksucker absolutley adores me." Thomas leaned against the wall, his massive dick jutting out from his body. A third leg at a right angle to the rest of his slim musculature. "This is his most common hiding place but he sometimes will find me at the mall, the library...anywhere he can. He gets off on getting me off. He really likes it if I show him some force, some muscle...he's into the abuse, I suppose. The entire roleplaying thing...now if you'll play along, James..."

He cleared his throat.

"You fucking brute, hand him over! If he wants to talk I'll just drown his lungs in cum!"

"You won't have him!" I gripped Evan again.

"Thank you so much! My hero!" Evan gave me a big, comical kiss on the lips.

Thomas took a step forward. "You think that even that mountain of muscle won't be broken by my sheer manhood?!" He flexed his dick, a dribble of precum coming off of it. "Show your own meat, muscle boy, see if we compare!"
 

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I couldn't help but smile. I took a step forward and bent over slightly, throwing my arms into a massive double bicep pose. I heart Even, still clinging onto my massive frame, gasp slightly. Thomas's dick twitched. His eyes fluttered hungrily at my musculature. I hadn't flexed for him yet, all he had seen was just the raw form. I then flexed my abs, ridges set in stone on my stomach.

Thomas just laughed. "Your muscles may be strong but I am strong as well!" He flexed, and while his muscles were not as large as mine, they were definitely arousing. "Now...Reveal yourself!" He rushed forward and grabbed onto my swimming trunks.

Playing along and not realizing what he was doing, I shoved him hard in the chest. I felt a massive resistance as I did this until I heard a tear and saw Thomas stumble backwards, coughing slightly. He looked at me and then at my torn pair of swimming trunks in his hand.

Evan gradually climbed up my massive frame until his legs draped over my shoulders, as if I was giving him a piggy back ride. A man so small and thin was surprisingly agile, and he was using my body as his own personal playground. There was a massive wet streak wherever he went. He was almost pissing precum. I noticed that his average dick had a massive set of low hanging, pendulous bull balls that may have been larger than Thomas's set of giant nads.

"You horse hung freak! How dare you derobe my savior?!" Evan took off his soaked boxers and threw them behind us. His cock was now pressing into my hair, a warm ooze flowing onto my head, neck, and shoulders. Thomas was rubbing his chest, apparently not realizing just how strong I truly was until now.

I laughed, flexing a few more times. I turned around and showed him my ass, flexing and posing for him. His breathing began to increase as I kept on doing this, and I even felt the warm flow on my neck increase if that was at all possible and begin to run down my rippling back.

I flexed my back once more when I heard a cry from behind me. I turned around in time to see Thomas's knees buckle beneath him. He moaned as his monsterous cock began firing, his juice flying everywhere as he writhed on the ground. He soaked his chest and abs, his pubes were coated with his sticky icing. His monster cock did not go down.

"...Thomas, what the fuck?"

"I...I couldn't take it, dude...you should fucking see yourself...oh, fuck, dude...Fuck the roleplaying I gotta have you! Just fucking gotta have you!" He went onto his knees and began crawling toward me, his breath weak from his orgasm.

I felt a small amount of pressure on my shoulders. Amazingly, Evan was standing on top of me. He leapt down with precision and landed gracefully in front of Thomas. "Not so fast, cockmaster. My savior defeated you and your prize-winning meat...you now get to watch." Evan backed up into me, and in one clean motion, he leapt into the air and landed directly onto my dick.

It hurt at first as his small, but still human-sized, weight was concentrated on my cock. But then, he shut his eyes and did the same thing that Thomas did- somehow using his internal muscles to gently massage my cock. I moaned slightly, staggering back and running into the wall. "F-Fuck...Little m-man...y-you do that, t-too?!"

He chuckled. Without a hint of strain in his voice, he calmly said, "Who do you think taught Tomtom that?" Thomas, who was gazing at us with his massive cock portruding obscenely from his tight body, smiled.

"He's much better than I am. He can do it for hours, I can last maybe like ten minutes before I start cramping."

I only vaguely heard him say this. I was off in another world, in pure esctacy. I bit my lip, tasting blood as I abscentmindedly punctured it.

"Thomas...what are you waiting for?" Thomas walked on his knees in front of Evan and I. Evan then chuckled and did something truly spectacular. In one fluid motion and without moving his ass at all off of my dick, he leaned forward and swallowed the majority of Thomas's dick.

Thomas moaned. I saw Evan's adams apple moving as he sucked on Thomas's cock, presumably doing with his throat what he was doing with his ass. I gripped his small body around the waste and reached for his cock and bull balls. I began running my hands along it, soaking my entire palm and the majoirty of the back of my hand instantly in his precum. His cock was slick and self-lubed.

I began jacking him off, his ass's massage becomming only slightly irradic as I did this. The only sounds in the hut were now the moans of pure bliss coming from Thomas and I and the wet, slick sound of my hand on Evan's cock.

I felt Evan's dick jump slightly. He moaned. I saw Thomas's eyes grow wide and then clench shut as Evan's throat clamped down on his massive cock. I felt his ass muscles clench on mine, sending me over the edge. Thomas groaned, biting Evan slightly on the shoulder. I did the same on his lower back. Both of us gripped the small man as we shot our loads inside of him.

Evan came. It was more cum than Thomas and I put out today combined. The carpet around us was completely soaked with Evan's cum, extending to about a solid one third of the carpeting inside of the hut. Globs of his sweet juice stuck onto the walls, my hand, and Thomas's knees. There was cum on the ceiling, although I'm not sure if that was from Evan or from when Thomas couldn't control himself over my massive musculature.

I slipped Evan off of me, as did Thomas. The man seemed dazed, his breathing rapid and his eyes in a far off distant world.

He then wimpered, his dick jumping again and firing another round. A shot hit me square in the chest with enough force that it stung. Three more hit me in the throat, a fourth in the abs and a fifth in the nuts. He rolled over onto his back and gripped and pulled at the carpet as impossible distances were covered by his dick. Four shots hit the ceiling and three were splattered on the wall. The rest rained down upon the three of us, easily soaking Thomas's and I's hair and drenching Evan.

With each breath, little pearls of cum appeared at the tip of his semi-flaccid cock and ran down its length onto the floor. Thomas and I glanced at eachother, soaked in cum and sweat, smelling of pure sex. He looked down at my cock and then at my body. His eyes were still hungry.

"James...flex for me again..." I smiled, my defined abs flexing into their steel-hard six-pack form, my pecs rising and jutting out from my chest. My biceps rose to massive orbs on my arms, veins jutting out everywhere on my upper body.

Thomas sprang forwad and kissed me hard on the lips. His tonge entered my mouth. His hands danced all over my body. He began sucking on my nipples, licking my abs, biting the steel that were my biceps. his dick was semi-hard again, a massive amount of meat running up and down my legs as he gave my upperbody a tonguebath, his hands roaming wherever they could.

"I want you so fucking bad. I'm taking off the saddle, pony boy, and I don't care. You can be my master, you can rule me and I will be your slave. I fucking want you so bad..."

I moaned slightly as he ran his hand along my flaccid cock, which after all of this time may have finally given up. I glanced at Evan out of the corner of my eye who was still on his back panting, but his head was turned slightly to watch us.

I felt something wet on my leg as Thomas's now hard cock began dribbilng down my leg.

"I want you so fucking bad, I can get off just by you flexing! Flex for me, you fucking muscle stud, I want to come! Flex...oh, god, flex for me!" I flexed my biceps, both of the orbs of muscle and sinew rising from my arms. His cock exploded once more, this time at point-blank range from my chest. He shot three times with some force and dribbled some more. His bull balls may finally have been emptied.

"Oh, God, it's so fucking good you have no IDEA, pony boy, I just fucking want you!" He threw himself on me again, his teeth clamping down onto my collar bone, his lips sucking on my wet skin.