Give Me a Spot, Bro 2 (tb inc musc)
by John D.
Sixteen year old Scott was crawling naked on his knees. He was following his 12 year old brother Danny to the shower. He was looking up at Danny's muscles - his wide muscular shoulders, his flaring lats, his thick traps, his firm round muscle butt, his muscular legs and calves. He could hardly wait to touch that muscle. He could hardly wait to shower with Danny. Scott had gotten weights for Christmas. He had always been skinny and weak and he wanted to put on muscle. His little brother had begged him to let him work out too so Scott said yes. He then realized Danny was just as strong as he was. Scott had never paid any attention to his little brother before. He didn't realize he was so strong. And the Scott saw that Danny was incredibly good looking, with blond hair, blue eyes wide cheeks and beautiful white teeth. He started looking at Danny in a different way.
The workout book said that beginners should never get spots and Scott followed the book. No spots for him. But Danny insisted on getting spots for his first workout. And he worked out much harder than Scott. His muscles got real sore and Scott massaged them after the workout. He couldn't believe how big and hard Danny's muscles got.
And then Danny was hungry all the time. He ate way more food than Scott and he drank a whole five pound can of protein milk shake powder and tons of milk. In three days he had gained 15 pounds of muscle. In the workout Danny and Scott had just had, Danny was three times stronger than Scott. His bench had gone from 40 to 105, his press from 30 to 75 and he could curl 60 pounds, more than double what he could do two days before. And Danny insisted on doing four sets of each exercise, getting spots for each set. His muscles got completely exhausted. Meanwhile Scott was using the same 40 pound weight for the bench he started with for only one set, just like the workout book said. And could only do a few reps. And he hadn't gained any weight at all. He was flabby and weak while Danny had suddenly gotten extremely muscular and strong. He had lost all his baby fat and was all muscle. Strong hard muscle. Muscle that was going to get bigger and stronger. Danny had incredible muscle building genes and Scott had none. Danny proudly showed Scott some blond pubic hairs he was now growing. He was starting puberty at 12 while Scott didn't start puberty until he was 14. Danny's cock was already more than two inches bigger than Scott's and way thicker. Danny was becoming a man. A big, strong man.
And something else had happened. Scott was getting turned on by Danny's muscles. He had really never paid attention to his little brother before but now he realized Danny was gorgeous, with his beautiful blue eyes, blond hair and now muscles. He could hardly wait to massage Danny's body, to touch his muscles to feel their hardness and power. His cock was constantly hard around Danny. And Danny saw that. He had once looked up to his big brother, wanting to do everything Scott was doing. Now he started dominating Scott, telling him what to do. He fucked Scott's face and ass. He now totally controlled his older brother. Scott had suddenly become Danny's bitch, a faggot bitch that Danny could dominate and fuck at his will. And now that faggot bitch was crawling on his knees behind his master as they headed towards the shower. His cock was rock hard. But Danny said he couldn't cum until he begged his 12 year old muscle stud brother to allow him to cum. He couldn't cum unless Danny let him. He wanted to beg. He wanted to cum. He wanted to shower with Danny.
They got to the shower and Danny said, "Get in, bitch." Scott crawled in and then Danny stepped in and stood over him. Scott looked up at Danny who was still covered with sweat from his brutal workout. His muscles were still pumped and bulging. Oh how Scott wanted to touch those muscles. His cock was rock hard. Danny's cock was semi hard - he was getting ready to fuck his brother again. He slapped his cock across Scott's face several times hitting his brother with his big dick. "Beg me to piss on you, bitch. Beg me to piss on your pathetic faggot face!" Scott looked at Danny's big cock and then up at his bulging muscles. He was totally intimidated by his young brother. But he didn't want his muscular younger brother to piss on him. He was 16 years old. He was in high school. He didn't want to get pissed on by a 12 year old. He froze. "Do it!" yelled Danny as he slapped his right hand into Scott's face really hard. Pain seared through Scott's face. He realized he had to follow Danny's orders. Danny was too strong for him to resist. "Please piss on me, Danny sir. Piss on your weak big brother's ugly face. I am so ugly and you are so beautiful. I am so weak and you are so strong. You are a strong young man and I am a puny weak boy. I am your slave. I am your bitch. Piss on me, master! Please!" Danny smiled and pointed his cock at Scott's face and started pissing, hitting Scott's face with a hard stream of warm piss. Scott opened his mouth and Danny filled it up with piss. "Swallow!" he ordered. Scott swallowed and Danny filled it up again. Scott drank Danny's piss as Danny pissed all over his face. He had a huge amount of piss. "What's it feel like to get pissed on by your little brother? You feel like a little faggot bitch? Well, you better, because that's what you are. You're my bitch! Drink my piss!" Scott drank.
When Danny finished pissing he slapped his cock across Scott's face and said, "What do you say, bitch?" Scott looked at him puzzled. "I don't know, sir," he said. Danny slapped him again -it hurt because his cock was big and it was semi-hard. "You say, 'thank you Sir. I begged you to piss on me and you pissed on me. Thank you Danny sir.'" Scott looked at Danny's big cock and then at his hard muscular pumped up body and his gorgeous face. "Thank you, sir. I begged you to piss on me and you pissed on me. Thank you Danny sir." Danny grinned. "That's a good bitch. Now wash me! I know you've been waiting to do that. And don't you dare cum. I'll tell you when you can cum. You're my bitch and I'll tell you when you can cum."
Danny turned on the water and the cold water splashed onto Scott. The water was cold and Scott wanted to move out of the way. "Can I move, sir? The water is cold." Danny kicked the kneeling boy. "You stay where you are, wimp. I'll tell you when to move." Finally the water got warm and Danny moved under the shower. The water drenched his muscular body. "Stand up and wash me," he ordered. Scott sprang to his feet, grabbed the soap and started washing his brother's beautiful muscular body. Scott caressed every part of Danny's body and Danny flexed his muscles as Scott's loving hands washed the sweat off his skin. "Oh, oh, oh," murmured Scott. "Your muscles are so hard, so big, so strong. I will make them very clean." Danny smiled. He flexed his biceps. "Check these out, bitch. Feel how big and hard they are. Think about how strong they are. Wash my big biceps." Scott rubbed his dainty hands over Danny's big bulging biceps. He could feel the fibers of muscle twitching under Danny's paper thin skin and he could feel the veins surging with blood on top of the muscle. "Fuck," he said. "Yeah, fuck," said Danny. "Those guns could fuck you up. Fuck you up real bad. "Danny flexed his lats. "Feel my lats, bitch. Feel how big and hard they are. Think about all the pullups I can do. Your back is so fucking weak and my back is so fucking strong. I could wrap my arms around you and flex my lats and crush your puny little ribs. My lats could break your rib bones. My lats are so fucking strong." Scott ran his fingers over those lats, feeling the rock hard muscle and marveling at how they flared out like muscle wings. "Fuck," he said again.
Danny flexed his pecs. Striations of fibers bulged into a round ball of muscle. "Feel my pecs, wimp. Feel how big and hard they are. Feel those fibers. Think about how many pushups I can do. How many pushups did you do? Two? Three? Fuck I did 35 last night and I bet after that workout tomorrow I'll do 50 easy. Pretty soon I'll need weight on my back because pushups will be too easy. My muscle is growing so fast. I'm gonna need more weight real soon. That 150 pounds on your weight set is gonna be nothing for me next week in the bench. I bet I'll be benching 200 in a month. Think about that bitch. Your 12 year old brother benching 200 pounds after a month of lifting. And you'll still be struggling with 40. You're nothing but a fucking weak little bitch and I'm a big strong muscle man." Scott ran his soapy hands all over Danny's pecs, feeling the hard muscle and listening to his little brother boast. "Oh fuck, Danny sir, you are so strong. I am so weak and you are so strong." Danny grabbed Scott's hands and put them on his shoulders. "And feel my shoulders, bitch. Look at you. You got nothin' but bone on your shoulders. No muscle at all. Feel my shoulders. Yeah, they're capped with muscle. I got an inch of muscle on my shoulders already. I got like a melon of muscle on my shoulders. You got shit and I got muscle. How do you think it would feel if I punched you in the gut. How do you think it would feel if all the power of my shoulders, my pecs and my arms smashed my fist into your gut?" Scott trembled. "Uh not very good sir." Danny pulled back his hand and made a fist. "Fuckin' right!" He threw a punch into Scott's gut, but he pulled it back at the last second, barely touching Scott's flabby waist. "If I hadn't pulled back you'd be vomiting on the floor. My fist would have gone all the way to your spine. I am so fucking strong!" Wash my abs and my butt and my legs, faggot. Wash me real good. I wanna be a clean muscle kid.
So Scott washed Danny's rock hard washboard abs, his firm round muscle butt and his big thick legs. He rubbed his hands all over Danny's body and Danny started moaning as he felt those hands on him. Scott's cock was so hard it was beginning to hurt. He wanted to cum so bad. Danny's cock was hard too. When he finished washing Danny's legs he moved his soapy hands up to Danny's crotch and washed all the sweat off his new blond pubic hairs and his balls. Danny was groaning in pleasure as his older brother massaged and washed his balls and dick. Finally Scott said, 'Please Danny sir, can I cum. Please let me cum. You body turns me on so much. I love your muscles. I love your body. I just gotta cum! Please let me cum!"
Scott's cock was so hard he knew he would cum if he just touched his cock. "Please please! Please let me cum! I'm begging you Danny sir." Danny looked into Scott's pleading face and said, "Okay, bitch. You can cum while I'm fucking you. But you gotta beg my big cock to fuck you. You gotta get on your knees and beg my cock to fuck your little wimpy ass. And I bet you want my big cock fucking your little ass, don't you bitch. You can cum while my big cock is fucking the shit outta your ass. But you gotta beg my cock to fuck your tight little ass." Scott trembled and dropped to his knees. He looked at Danny's big cock which was now rock hard. "Oh please big cock. Please fuck me. Please fuck me hard. I wanna feel you ramming up my ass. Fuck me cock! Fuck the shit outta me!" Scott ran his tongue over Danny's hard cock as Danny moaned in pleasure. "Fuck me cock. Please fuck me cock," moaned Scott. He so wanted Danny to fuck him. He wanted to cum.
Danny grabbed Scott and spun him around. "Your wish is granted," he yelled as he rammed his big cock up Scott's ass. His cock was so thick and solid and hard and strong it just rammed up Scott's ass like it was ramming a bowl of jello. Scott's weak little body could do nothing to stop it from ramming all the way in in one huge thrust. "Yeah, take it, bitch. Take my big cock!" yelled Danny as he started thrusting his cock in and out of Scott's asshole. His abs and butt were so strong they just rammed and rammed and rammed that big cock into Scott's ass. Scott started yelling in pain and pleasure. "Oh oh OH!" he yelled. The pleasure soon overwhelmed the pain as that huge cock rubbed against his prostate, giving him the biggest turn on he had ever had. His cock was ready to explode as erotic pleasure surged though his body. He grabbed his cock and spasms of cum started spurting out, splashing against the shower wall. Scott was in total erotic bliss. Danny thrust even harder and suddenly he came too, spurting lots of cum into Scott's asshole. Both boys came for over a minute. It was the best fuck Scott had ever had, having his muscular little brother's big cock fucking his ass while he was cumming. And Danny had a great fuck too. He loved to fuck his brother. He was a fucker. He loved being in puberty. He loved having great genetics, genetics that made his muscles grow real big real fast. He loved having a big cock. a cock that could fuck many times a day. And he loved fucking his wimpy bitch older brother. Danny was a dominant muscle fucker. He was going to grow huge and fuck the shit out of his wimpy big brother.
Finally Danny pulled out his still hard cock from Scott's ass and turned Scott around. He slapped his cock across Scott's face. Scott looked up at his brother's big cock and his rippling muscles which were dripping with water from the shower. "What do you say, bitch?" said Danny as he slapped Scott's face with his cock. Scott hesitated for only a second and said, "Thank you very much, cock, for fucking me. I love to be fucked by you. You are twice as big as my cock. You are way thicker and way harder. Thank you so much for fucking my puny, wimpy little ass." Then Scott looked up at Danny's body. "And thank you Danny for getting so muscular and strong so fast. I can't believe how fast your muscles got so big and strong. And I have stayed so skinny and weak. You are like a young god. You are a god and I am your slave. I love your muscles. Your muscles are so beautiful. Your face is so beautiful. Your blue eyes and blond hair are so gorgeous. And your muscles have gotten so big and strong. I am a little weakling and even though you are only 12 you are already a muscle god. Thank you Danny for being so beautiful so muscular and so strong. I worship you." Danny smiled and slapped Scott again with his cock. "Lick your shit off my cock, bitch. I want a nice clean body and a nice clean cock." Scott licked.
The boys dried off and Scott just couldn't help staring at Danny's body. Danny flexed his muscles for his admiring brother as he dried off and said, "These muscles are gonna get so huge. You're gonna drive me to the supplement store and buy me a ton of supplements. I know you've been saving money to buy a fucking computer and games and shit. Well, all that money is gonna go into my body from the supplements you buy with it. You money is gonna build tons of muscle on my body. You're gonna like that, won't you bitch. You want my body to be huge, to be so strong that it could crush you like a grape, to completely dominate you. You want your brother to get huge strong muscles. You don't need a fucking computer." He flexed his arms in front of Scott's face and looked at him with his gorgeous face and blue eyes. He was a young god. "Yes, sir," said Scott. "I want your body to get huge. I don't need a new computer." Danny grabbed Scott and shoved him out of the bathroom door. "Okay, get dressed. Wear a tank top. " Scott looked puzzled. "Why?" Danny grabbed his skinny shoulder. "Cause I wanna show everybody who the man is in this family. I'm gonna wear a tank top too. I got muscle and you got shit. Everybody's gonna see I'm the man and you're my bitch and I don't even have to tell them." Scott trembled. Danny was right. Everyone would see who the man was. "Yes, sir."
So Scott put on a tank top and shorts. The tank top was kind of big because he was so frail and skinny. His bony shoulders and tiny arms were on display for everyone to see. Danny burst open his bedroom door and stood in front of Scott. He was wearing a tank top that was almost too small for him - it fit fine a week ago but he had gained 15 pounds of muscle and had put many inches of muscle on his chest and shoulders and now the shirt was tight. His big muscular shoulders showed prominently with fibers of muscle and veins showing through his thin skin. His arms were already very muscular, with veins showing everywhere and his pecs pushed out the fabric of the shirt. His lats flared out and tapered down to his narrow hips. He looked at Scott and said, "Fuck, you look like crap! Look at me. I look great!" He flexed his arms in Scott's mirror and smiled as he admired his body. His face was gorgeous. Scott stared at his younger brother's muscular body. "Yes, you do look great, sir. You are a young god." His cock was rock hard again.
Danny flexed his muscles and smiled approvingly. "Fuck, I can't see my abs. Gotta see those abs. Bitch, go get some scissors and cut off the bottom of my shirt - right here - so people can see my abs. And you better do it right or I'm gonna smash your bony little arm so hard it will be black and blue for a month." Danny had run his hand over his shirt, about two inches below his pecs. That's where he wanted his shirt cut. Then he hit Scott's skinny little arm with a little tap. Scott shuddered as he realized how hard that punch will be if he screwed up the cutting. Scott got some scissors and started cutting. He cut very carefully and managed to cut in a straight line just where Danny wanted it, about two inches under his bulging pecs. He kept staring at Danny's abs and his lower back as he cut, marveling at how shredded the muscles were. Scott knew how hard those muscles were since he had just felt them in the shower. Danny's abs were incredible and he had rock hard oblique muscles that pointed right to his crotch. Danny was wearing his shorts very low and the tops of his glute muscles were exposed showing his crack. Big balls of solid glute muscle bulged out from the slabs of muscle in his lower back. Scott knew that crack was surrounded by iron, the iron of Danny's glute muscles. Danny had all the right muscles in all the right places. Scott enjoyed the cutting very much. When Scott finished, Danny said, "Nice job bitch. You're a good seamstress. Being a seamstress is a good job for a bitch like you. Fuck, look at my abs. Look how shredded they are. I can't believe my muscles got so shredded even though I'm eating a ton of food. All that food just turns into muscle! Fuck I look so cool." Scott nodded his head, "Yes you do sir," he said as his cock bulged out under his shorts.
Danny said, "Okay, grab your money and lets go to the kitchen to get the car keys from mom. You go first. I want her to see you and then me. She'll see who the man in this family is." Scott took about half of his savings and put it in his pocket. Danny saw that there was still money left. He looked at Scott with a sneer on his face and said, "Take it all, bitch. Your money is my money. I own you, bitch. I think you've figured that out by now. I own you and your money. And hey, my muscles are going to grow so big I'm gonna need lots of supplements. Supplements cost a lot. You're gonna have to get a job to get more money to buy me more supplements. You're my fuckin' slave and you're gonna have to get a job to buy me all the supplements I want." Scott was stunned. Could his little brother be serious? He didn't take the other money. He just looked at Danny's gorgeous face, a face that was deadly serious and staring at him with his beautiful blue eyes. Danny grabbed Scott's stick like arm and squeezed his thick fingers into Scott's bicep muscle. The cords of his forearm bulged like steel cables. His forearm looked like a bowling pin with striations of muscle and veins everywhere. A bolt of pain shot through Scott's arm. "Take it!" yelled Danny. He squeezed harder. The pain was enormous. Scott grabbed the rest of the money. Danny squeezed a little tighter and then let go. "You know you can't disobey me, bitch. You are my slave. You will do what I tell you to do. Repeat after me: Danny, sir, I am your slave. I will do what you tell me to do, sir." Scott looked at Danny's gorgeous face and his incredibly muscular body. "Danny, sir, I am your slave. I will do what you tell me to do, sir." Danny flexed his bicep. "Kiss it," he said. Scott kissed that bicep. He kissed the big hard muscle for over five seconds. He loved Danny's muscles. Danny smiled and grabbed Scott's cock, which was rock hard. "Yeah, you're a fucking slave to my body. Get down to the kitchen!" Scott knew he was going to have to get a job to feed Danny's muscles.
Scott walked into the kitchen. His mother was doing the dishes. She turned around and looked at him. He had never been a good looking boy. His face was very plain looking with brown hair and grey eyes. And his body was terrible, with bony shoulders, stick like arms, a flabby waist and no muscles at all. His mom saw a big bruise on his arm and walked up to him. "Scott, what happened? You've got a big bruise on your arm." Scott looked at the bruise on his skinny arm - a bruise his 12 year old brother had just made with his crushing grip - and said "Oh nothing. I must have bumped into something." His mother said, "How is the weight training going? Have you gotten stronger? Have you been putting on some muscle? " Scott blushed. "Uh, well, I'm not getting any stronger and I still weigh the same. It's hard for me to put on muscle." His mother looked sympathetically at her older son. "Well, keep trying," she said. She rubbed her hand over Scott's skinny shoulders.
Suddenly Danny burst into the room. She turned around and looked at him. Danny stood there and smiled at his mother. His cut off tank top showed off his muscular shoulders, his wide lats, his big arms and his washboard abs. And you could see his pecs bulging out underneath the thin fabric. He slowly flexed his muscles as he just stood there. His face was gorgeous with his blue eyes and blond hair and his body looked so radiant, just bursting with muscle and energy. His mother looked at his beauty and then at his older brother's ugliness. She looked back and forth and then said, "Oh my god! Look at you! Look at all your muscles! You look so good! You look so gorgeous, like a young male model. Scott hasn't done anything with those weights and look at you. You're a changed boy. You're so big. And you look so strong. And you look so beautiful. Oh my god." She walked up and kissed Danny's forehead. She was so proud of her son. She rubbed her hands over Danny's muscular shoulders. Instead of bone, she was feeling muscle, big hard striated mounds of muscle that Danny had put on his shoulders with his hard lifting with spots and all his eating and protein supplements. Then she ran her hands all over Danny's arms, his lats, his pecs and his abs, feeling those rock hard muscles as he proudly flexed for his mom. "I guess those weights really worked for you, Danny. I know you've been eating a lot and it looks like you tunred all that food into muscle. I am so proud of you. I am so proud of having a real muscle athlete as a son." Danny walked over and stood next to Scott. "It's hard to believe I'm only 12 and this wimp boy here is 16. I'm already four times stronger than he is. He is such a wimp. He's going to drive me to the supplement store and buy me some more supplements. I've already used up my five pounds of protein. I need more supplements. My muscles want to grow fast, so Scott is gonna buy a lot of supplements." Their mom looked at Scott. "That is nice of you Scott." Danny grinned. "I'm hungry. Make me a big tuna sandwich with a whole can of tuna and a big glass of milk." His mother frowned. "I'm busy, Danny. Make the sandwich yourself." Danny said, "I'm not talking to you, mom. I'm talking to wimp boy here. Get to work, bitch!" Scott looked at Danny and said "Yes, sir." Their mom looked shocked. "Why are you calling Danny 'sir'," she asked. Danny butted in. "Because I got muscles and he's got nothin'. I'm his boss now and he does what I say. He's my slave, aren't you bitch. Tell mom you're my slave." Scott blushed but he didn't say anything. He was so embarrassed. Danny grabbed Scott's arm and started squeezing. His mom's eyes bulged as she saw Danny's forearm muscles bulge with power as he squeezed his thick fingers into Scott's stick like arm. Now she knew where Scott got his bruise. "Tell her!" Danny yelled. Scott grimaced in pain and said, "Yes, I'm Danny's slave. He's way too strong for me. Look at his muscles, mom. He has big, strong muscles and I am flabby and weak. I am nothing compared to him. He is my boss. I do what he says." Danny looked at his mom and grinned as he applied even more squeezing pressure to Scott's arm. Scott cried out in pain. Finally Danny let go. Now Scott had a big bruise on his other arm. Their mother couldn't believe what had just happened. She didn't know what to say. "Well, make his sandwich," she finally said as she looked at Danny's radiant body. She knew the strong always dominate the weak. And Danny was strong and Scott was weak. There was no way she could change that natural order of life.
So Scott made Danny's sandwich as Danny flexed his muscles for his mother, who was feeling the hardness of those muscles and now breathing hard as she saw and felt how big and strong her son had gotten. She looked into his beautiful eyes as he smiled at her and she kissed him on the cheek. Then she started kissing his body, his neck, his traps, his shoulders, his arms, his lats and his abs. She was admiring her son's incredible body just the way Scott admired that body. Danny was a young god and even his mother could see that.
Scott finished the sandwich and put it and a big glass of milk on the table. "Your sandwich is ready, sir," he said as he watched his mom admire and fondle Danny. His cock was hard again as he watched. He wondered what it would be like if Danny fucked his own mother. It sure looked like she wanted him. It looked like she wanted to feel his muscles as he fucked her. He could see that Danny's cock was hard too as his mother kissed him and felt his muscles. Scott's mind could see Danny's body surging with power as he fucked his mother, a mother who loved his muscles, loved his beauty and loved being fucked by him. He loved being fucked by Danny. He loved feeling Danny's big flexing muscles as he pumped his big cock in and out of Scott's ass. He imagined his mother feeling Danny's muscles, looking into his beautiful eyes and feeling his big cock ramming in and out of her cunt. His cock got real hard as he daydreamed about Danny fucking his mother. Scott's daydream finally ended when Danny said, "Gotta eat, mom. Gotta keep feeding these muscles." She stopped kissing him and he sat down at the table and gobbled down the sandwich and drank the milk so fast Scott couldn't believe it.
Danny patted his stomach and said, "More muscle on the way!" He knew that food would turn into muscle. He had just worked out and his muscles wanted lots of protein. "Mom, give Scott your car keys. He's driving me to the supplement store. My muscles need more protein. They want lots of protein. " His mother handed Scott the keys and looked at Danny. "I'll make you a huge lunch and a huge dinner son, packed with protein. I want your muscles to grow!" Danny smiled and flexed his arm right in front of his mom's face. "Yeah, getting huge," he said. Then he grabbed Scott's arm and dragged him out to the car. "She likes my muscles," he said. "Yeah, I could see that," said Scott.
Scott drove Danny to the health food store. Danny had his window down and rested his muscular arm on the car door in the open window. He smiled at people as they drove by. He would wave to them and they would wave back. They couldn’t take their eyes off Danny’s arm. People looked at this gorgeous blond blued eyed boy in the tank top with an incredibly muscular arm and shoulder being driven by the wimp next to him. They wondered who he was. He was so beautiful. He looked like a young movie star. Who is that gorgous boy, they wondered as Danny waved to them and smiled. Then Danny turned to Scott. “Ya know, you’re my driver now. I can’t drive for another four years so whenever I want to go anywhere you’re gonna take me. And I don’t give a fuck if you’ve got other plans or not. If I wanna go, you drive me. You got that, bitch?” He hit Scott hard on the shoulder so Scott would remember how strong he was. Scott looked at Danny’s muscular torso and said, “Yes, sir.”
They got to the health food store and walked in. Scott’s mouth dropped open when he saw the guy behind the counter. He was huge! He was young, about six feet tall, with black hair, cut short, and darkly tanned skin. His eyes were hazel. Scott had never seen a more muscular man in his life. He was wearing a tank top. His arms looked to be as big as Scott’s legs. His shoulders looked like huge cannonballs of muscle. His pecs pushed out the tank top so much you could see his deep cleavage of muscle. His lats were so thick and wide it looked to Scott like he had more muscle in one lat than Scott had in his whole body. And he had cut off the tank top too, just like Danny, so you could see his abs. His abs were incredible – shredded like a washboard and obviously rock hard.
Danny walked up the the guy and yelled, “Wow, you’re huge! Look at all your muscle! I wanna look like you one day! I wanna get real big and muscular just like you. And look at me, I’ve already started. I just started working out this week and I’ve already gained 15 pounds of muscle. I’ve put on a ton of muscle!” He flexed his arms proudly for the massive guy to see.
“Wow, you look great,” said the huge guy. “You’ve only been working out a week? I can’t believe it.” Danny grinned. “I put on muscle real fast. I’ve been workin’ out real hard and I’m eating tons of food – last night I ate three steaks. And I eat protein milkshakes all the time. All that food is turning into muscle! I look like a young you! I'm blond and you've got black hair, but we're the same. We've got muscle! Fuck, we’re even dressed the same. You cut off your tank top!" The big guy smiled. "Yeah, the owner of this store wants me to show off my muscles. He knows I bring in a lot of business. Everybody wants to look like me. But only a few guys can do it. You need good genes. I've got great genes. Muscle building genes. You look like you've got great genes too. I bet you'll look like me in a few years."
Danny grinned. "Oh, yeah. I’m gonna look just like you! Huge, muscular and strong! Hey, my name’s Danny.” Danny held out his hand. The big guy shook his hand. “I’m Franco. Franco Pistola. It’s an Italian name.” Danny kept shaking the big guy’s hand. “How old are you? How much do you weigh? When did you start working out?” He was full of questions. Franco laughed. “Well, I’m 19. I weigh 285 pounds. I gain muscle real fast, just like you, and I got up to 350 last year. I was so fucking big and strong. But I like being about 285. I like to be both muscular and cut. And I’m still strong as shit. I can bench 600 and squat with 750. I’m real strong.” Danny was almost salivating. “Wow! I want to be as big and strong as you! I’m only12 now. I wanna weigh 285 when I’m 16. That’s like 50 pounds of muscle a year. I gained 15 pounds of solid muscle in less that a week so I know I can do it. I’m gonna be 285 pounds of muscle when I’m 16!” Danny looked over at his 16 year old brother who was trembling in awe. The big guy laughed. “Well I hope so. I can’t believe you’re only 12. You got a lot of muscle for a 12 year old. Who’s that skinny kid?” he said, pointing to Scott. “That’s my brother Scott. He’s 16. He started working out the same time I did but he ain’t done shit. He hasn’t gained any weight and he hasn’t gotten any stronger. He’s a weak little wimp. I can bench 105 already and wimp boy here is still stuck at 40. Fuck, I’m three or four times stronger than him. I used to want to do what he was doing but now I’m his boss. He does what I tell him. He’s my fucking slave, aint’ that right bitch!” Scott looked at Danny. “Yes, sir,” he said.
Danny turned to Marco. "Did you have slaves like bitch boy, here? You're so fucking big and strong I bet you ruled!" Marco grinned. “Oh yeah, its been great being big and strong. I started lifting when I was 13 and I gained 30 pounds of muscle in a month. I was stronger than all my friends and within three months I was the strongest kid in middle school. Little dweebs used to look at my body and I’d come up to them and say, “What are you looking at wimp?” Then I’d lift ‘em up ten times and throw ‘em on the ground. Or I’d curl ‘em ten times and then drop ‘em. And some of them kept coming up to me and asking me to feel my muscles even though they knew those muscles could pulverize them. Sometimes I’d flex and let them feel my muscles and then I’d give ‘em a bear hug and squeeze the air out of their lungs. I broke a kid’s rib once doing that, but he didn’t turn me in because he knew if he did I’d smash him. So he said he fell on stairs. I had dweebs in school who would do whatever I wanted. I'd flex for them and they'd just about cream in their pants. And actually some of them did cum just by feeling my muscles. I just ordered them around. They did whatever I wanted. Sounds a lot like your skinny little brother. I bet he gets hard when he feels your muscles, doesn't he?"
Danny looked at Scott. "Oh yeah. He loves my muscles. He wants to touch 'em, to feel 'em, to kiss 'em. He can't believe his little brother is so big and strong. And he is so weak. He is so pathetic compared to me. And he knows it. It turns him on that I am so superior to him. Now he wants to suck my cock. He wants me to fuck his wimpy little ass. Yeah, he’s my bitch! You like being fucked by me, don’t you bitch. You like your little brother fucking the shit outta your ass. My cock is twice the size of his cock and he likes being fucked by it, don’t you bitch?” Scott blushed. “Yes, sir.” Marco smiled. "Oh yeah, when you're big and strong everybody wants you to fuck 'em. Girls and boys, they all want to feel your muscles and get fucked by you. I fuck whoever I want. I love to fuck. I’m a fucking machine. It’s so fun being big and strong and fucking kids as much as you want. Nobody says no to this." Marco flexed his right arm. His bicep bulged with muscle the size of a bowling ball. His tricep looked like a big football of muscle. His arm was bigger than his head. It was absolutely huge and it was striated with fibers of muscle and covered with veins. "Twenty-four inches of muscle," said Marco as he looked at his huge gun. "Nobody argues with 24 inches of muscle." Scott's cock was rock hard. It had been hard from the moment they walked into the store. He couldn't help himself. He ran up to Marco's flexed arm and ran his hands all over the huge muscle. "Oh my god! Oh my god! Oh my god!" he moaned as he felt the big living rock in Marco's arm. Then he started kissing it. Marco grinned. "This happens all the time. People just love my body. And some guys, like your wimpy brother here, are real muscle freaks." Marco grabbed Scott's hard cock. "Yeah, you like big muscle." Danny felt Marco's big muscle too. "Yeah, Scott, that's what my arm's gonna feel like when I'm your age. When I'm 16 my arm's gonna be huge. Its gonna be huge and strong, just like Marco's arm. My big arm will be able to crush the shit outta you and it won't even have to work hard. It will be so strong that when it flexed it could crush your skull like a grape." Scott was panting with lust.
Then Marco grabbed his own cock which was also getting hard. "I always get turned on when a wimpy little nerd worships my body like this. It makes me real horny. It makes me want to fuck him!" He walked over and closed and locked the door to the store. He put up a sign that said "Back in 15 minutes." Then he grabbed Scott and dragged him to the back room. "Its fucking time, Danny," he said. "Lets fuck your brother." Danny grinned. "Yeah, fucking time!" he yelled.
They entered the back room and Marco closed the door. He stripped off his shorts and his huge cock sprang up and hit his abs. His cock measured 12 inches long and it was thicker than Scott's wrist. And it was now rock hard. "I got big muscles and I got a big cock. I'm just fucking big," said Marco as he watched Scott ogle his body and cock. Danny stripped off his shorts and his cock was hard too. It was about eight inches long, very long for a 12 year old. And it was thick too. Meanwhile Scott's skinny cock stood at full attention at five inches long. Marco said, "You got a big cock, Danny. You got big muscles and a big cock just like me." He looked down at Scott, who was on his knees. "Suck our cocks faggot. Suck our big muscleman cocks!"
Scott immediately started licking and sucking the balls and cocks of these two muscular boys. He was so excited. He loved the muscles and cock of his little brother and now he also got to see and feel and lick the muscles and cock of Marco, a huge Italian stud with the biggest muscles Scott had ever seen. He felt their big muscular legs - Marco's thigh was 35 inches around, bigger than Scott's chest and packed with rock-hard muscle. His calves were 24 inches, the same as his biceps. So huge, so hard, so shredded, so strong! And Danny's muscles were big and hard too. And the thought that Danny was going to become as big and muscular as Marco in a few years drove Scott up the wall. He was in total muscle lust. And the two young muscle studs were totally turned on, ready to cum any minute.
Marco said, "Danny, you fuck his face. I'm gonna fuck his wimpy little ass." He moved to Scott's back and spit on his cock a couple of times. The he spit into Scott's ass. Then he picked Scott up - he was so strong it was like he was lifting a feather - and he positioned Scott's ass right next to his cock. Then he pushed it in a couple of inches. He pulled it out and rammed it in further. Scott winced in pain. That cock was huge! And it was as hard as a big steel pipe. And it was ramming into his ass. The Marco rammed that cock in all the way, twelve inches of thick cock rammed into Scott's wimpy little ass. Scott moaned in pain. That cock was much bigger and thicker than Danny's. Marco didn't care. He had fucked lots of guys' asses and he didn't care if it hurt them or not. He was the alpha. He did want he wanted. He fucked what he wanted whether it hurt the fuckee or not.
At the same time, Danny grabbed Scott's head. Scott immediately opened his mouth. Danny rammed his big cock down Scott's throat, completely filling up his esophagus with his thick fucking instrument. The two muscle boys started thrusting their cocks in and out of Scott, feeling the tingling sensations that Scott's membranes were causing on their huge dicks. Scott's pain soon turned into pleasure as Marco blasted his huge thick cock in and out of his ass. The boys pumped faster and faster and then Marco yelled "Here it comes!" as he blasted spurt after spurt of cum into Scott's ass. There was so much cum that it started spilling out of his asshole. Danny yelled "Take it bitch!" and he spurt blast after blast of cum down Scott's throat. Scott grabbed his own cock and spurt his own cum on the floor. The muscle boys came for over a minute. Scott, being the wimp he was, could only cum for about ten seconds. But it was still great. The boys moaned and groaned in ecstasy.
Finally Marco pulled his cock out of Scott's ass and Danny pulled out of Scott's mouth. They stroked their still-sensitive cocks. "Nice fuck," said Marco. "Your brother has a nice tight ass. You're gonna have a great time fucking him." Danny smiled. "Yeah, I love to fuck. I just started puberty and I love to fuck. I'm gonna fuck this little faggot bitch six times a day. His ass is gonna be raw! And his throat is gonna be so sore he won't be able to talk." He slapped his cock on Scott's face.. "Who's your master, faggot?" he said. Scott looked up at Danny's muscular body. "You are, sir. You are my master." Danny slapped him again with his cock and said, "You got that right, bitch. I'm your master and you're my faggot fuck toy." Marco grinned and patted Danny on the back. "You're a fuckin' great alpha male, Danny. You put this little faggot wimp boy right in his proper place. You made him your bitch. You made him your fuck toy. You're the alpha male and he's the faggot wimp. Yeah, you're gonna have a good time fucking him up."
Marco put on his shorts. "Time to get back to work," he said. He unlocked the door and took away the "back in 15 minutes" sign. Danny put on his shorts and said, "I wanna get real huge real fast. What kind of supplements should I get, Marco?" Marco looked at the boy's muscles, muscles that had gotten so big in less than a week. "Well, you've already got fantastic natural muscle building genetics. You're a mesomorph, Danny, just like me. Your muscles are gonna get real big and real strong. Your body is naturally wired to get big and strong. Your wimpy brother here is an ectomorph. He's always gonna be skinny and weak. As he found out he can work out but his muscles don't grow. His muscles just don't respond to the exercise. But your muscles respond to the exercise real fast. They grow fast, they grow big and they grow strong. It's great being a mesomorph, Danny." Marco flexed his huge 24 inch arm and admired the huge bulging muscle. "But your muscles need lots of nutrients to grow huge. Obviously they need protein. But they need other vitamins and supplements to grow super huge and super strong." Marco walked over and grabbed a jar. "Before your workout, take this. It's called Hypershock Rage. It makes your muscles get bigger and harder during the workout. You can lift heavier weights and you'll get real strong real fast." He picked up a different jar. "This produces energy and nutrients during your workout. Drink it while you're working out. It keeps your muscles fueled so they bulge and get real pumped up when you work out." He grabbed another jar. "This is whey protein with some added vitamins. This is your protein supplement so drink a lot of this. Your muscles will eat of all the protein and get huge. He grabbed another jar. "And this is creatine. It makes your muscle fibers bigger. Bigger muscle fibers are stronger muscle fibers. You get bigger and stronger muscle fibers taking creatine. So those are the four supplements I recommend for you." Danny grinned. "Sounds fantastic!" he said as he flexed his arm and looked at the bulging muscle.
Marco grabbed a couple of sheets of paper. "And I would suggest you change your workout routine. You've been doing a beginner workout, exercising all your muscle groups at the same time. And you rest a day between workouts. Now I recommend you work out every day, but exercise different muscle groups every day. Your muscles will still have time to rest but you'll be able to work each muscle group harder because you'll only be exercising a few groups every day. On day one, you do shoulders. Day two, arms and abs. Day three chest. Day four back and abs. Day five, legs. Then you start over again. You can rest two days after day 5 or you can start right over. Knowing you, I bet you'll work out every day. If you do this routine your muscles will have several days to rest and grow and you'll be working them out intensely. I wanna see you in two weeks. I wanna see how big your muscle get in two weeks with these supplements and this workout routine. I bet you'll gain another 15 or 20 pounds and you'll double your strength. You're gonna get huge, Danny." He handed the workout to Danny. Danny was jumping up and down. "Fuck! I'm gonna get huge!"
Marco added up the bill for the supplements. "That's $185.37, he said. "I hope you brought enough money." Danny pushed Scott towards Marco. "Yeah, my bitch banker here brought the money. All his money is my money now. He wants to see me get huge. He wants to see his little 12 year old brother get so big and strong and huge that he'll be nothing next to me. He'll be a weak puny little wimp faggot bitch and I'll be a huge strong stud alpha male. Yeah, pay him the money, bitch." Scott handed over the money. "Yes sir," he said.
Danny and Scott left the health food store, with Scott carrying all the supplements and Danny strutting up front, leading his little bitch to the car. "Drive me to the park, "said Danny. "I wanna show the kids how big I've gotten." So Scott drove Danny to the park, where there were kids playing basketball. Three of the kids were Danny's age, about 12, and another four of the basketball players were older, about 16 years old. The two groups were playing basketball on the two ends of the court. Danny strutted up to the 12 year old kids with Scott following him like a little lap dog. Danny looked so good in his tight tank top. He had just finished fucking Scott so his muscles were sweaty and bulging. His face looked radiant with his blue eyes sparkling, his cheeks rosy red and his blond hair blowing in the wind. As he approached the kids they all stopped playing basketball and looked at him. Their mouths dropped open. Danny grinned. "Whassup?" he said. One of the kids stammered out, "Uh, Danny, you look different." Another kid said, "Yeah, you got muscles. You got big muscles! What happened?" Danny pointed to Scott and said, "My big brother there got a weight set for Christmas. I started training with him. He trained like a wimpy wuss, which he is, and I trained real hard, getting spots after every set and lifting heavier weights than that wimp boy right away. He just did one set and I'm doing four sets. I train like a man and he trains like a wimp. And I got real hungry and ate so much food. Now I eat like five times what wimp boy eats. And I drink lots of protein shakes. In less than a week I put on 15 pounds of muscle! Now I'm four times stronger than wimp boy here. And I just bought some more supplements. The huge guy at the store - he weighs 285 pounds and its all muscle -said I'm a mesomorph just like him. I'm puttin' on muscle real fast. I'm gonna be huge! Any of you guys wanna fight me?"
The boys shook their head. "Uh no, Danny. You look too strong." Danny grinned and flexed is arm. "Fuck yeah I'm strong. Feel that muscle. Feel how big and hard it is." The kids came up and ran their hands over Danny's bicep and then all of his muscles. They were groping his muscular body, not believing how big and hard his muscles had gotten so quickly. Danny grinned. "Watch this," he said. "Hey bitch, move your skinny ass over here!" Scott quickly walked up and stood in front of Danny. "Kiss my muscle, bitch." Scott kissed Danny's flexed bicep muscle. He kissed it for a long time. "Who's your master, bitch?" said Danny. Scott looked into his brother's beautiful eyes and said, "You are, sir." The other kids laughed. "Your big brother called you 'sir'," they said." Danny nodded. "He's my slave. I'm so much stronger than he is I'm his master. There's nothing he can do about it. Kiss my cock, bitch!" The kids gasped. Scott bent down and kissed Danny's cock, which was bulging under his shorts. He also kissed it for a long time. "He likes my muscles and he likes my cock. My muscles and my cock are way bigger than his. And he loves 'em. He's my little faggot bitch. You're my little faggot bitch, aren't you bro?" Scott stood up. "Yes sir, I'm your little faggot bitch. I love your muscles. I love your big cock." The kids were overwhelmed. They couldn't believe what Scott was saying. "I fuck him all the time," said Danny. "You like getting fucked by me, don't you bitch?" Scott nodded. "Yes sir." Danny bumped him with his muscular chest knocking Scott to the ground. "Let's play some basketball," he said as he strutted to the court as the kids looked at Scott sprawled on the ground and Danny's big muscles as he strutted.
Danny ripped off his tank top and threw it at Scott. "Let's play skins and shirts. I'll be a skin. Who wants to be the other skin?" The three boys all ripped off their shirts. "I wanna be a skin! I wanna be a skin!" they yelled. All the boys wanted to be a skin. They all wanted to be on Danny's team. Danny laughed. He looked at all the boys and he picked the smallest boy. "I'm picking you because you're the smallest. Maybe these guys will have a chance." He flexed his gun and admired is bulging muscle. "Or maybe not," he said. The two bigger boys put on their shirts and the game started.
Years ago, basketball players just needed to be tall. But now they need to be strong. If you look at the best players in college or the NBA, they have big strong muscles. The hit other players with their big shoulders as they charge to the basket. They use their big strong arms to elbow other players out of the way. They knock the weaker players over. The weaker players can offer no resistance to the powerful muscles of the strong players. They move out of the way or they get crushed by those big muscles. Basketball is a muscle sport. And only the strong survive. The weak lose and the strong win.
And Danny was proof of that. He used to be a normal 12 year old basketball player, just like the boys he was playing with. Now he was a muscle jock. He charged to the basket and if the opponent didn't get out of the way Danny would bump into him hard with his muscular shoulder and knock him down. And if the weaker opponents tried to do the same thing to Danny, he would lower his shoulder and hit them hard, pushing them back. They soon realized they were no match for Danny. He was strong and he was fast. He was way stronger than them. He completely controlled the game. On defense he could jump high and he completely overpowered the offense. It was like Blake Griffin, who is incredibly muscular, playing with three skinny stick boys. Danny's team won 20-2. He let the other team score one basket. He was such a nice guy. The boys finished their game and started to rest a bit. The other three boys were surrounding Danny, looking at his muscular sweaty body and talking to him like he was a young god.
Then Danny looked over and saw two of the 16 year old boys walk over to Scott, who was standing at the sideline holding Danny's tank top. "Well look who's here. It's little Scotty. I didn't know you played basketball Scotty. I've never seen you here before. I thought you were a wimp not a jock. Oh yeah. You're still a wimp!" The boy laughed. "Ya know this court belongs to us jocks. You wimps aren't allowed here." Scott trembled. This was a bully who had tormented Scott for years. "I'm not playing basketball, Tony. It's my little brother who's playing basketball." Tony scowled. "Well your wimpy little brother can't play here either. This is a no wimp zone. I guess I got to teach you a lesson." He clenched his fist and moved towards Scott. He pulled back his arm and Scott cringed. Tony had hit him in the gut many times and now it was going to happen again. Suddenly a voice yelled, "Hey waddya doin'?" The voice sounded like a boy's voice, but it was a little lower. "What the fuck are you doing?" the voice yelled. Tony looked over and saw this young boy looking at him. The boy was nine inches shorter than Tony but he was very muscular. He was very good looking and very muscular. Tony could see the beads of sweat dripping off the striated fibers of the boy's body. This boy was another jock, just like him. "I'm gonna beat up this wimp. He's not supposed to be here. Now go mind your own business, kid!"
Tony pulled back his arm again. Instantly that boy, Danny, ran at Tony and pounded his fist into Tony's gut. Tony couldn't believe what just happened. He stumbled backwards. The kid kept attacking and punching, with very hard punches. He hit his face, his chest, his gut and his ribs. Tony tried to punch back but his punches were too slow and if they hit Danny they bounced off his hard body like they were bouncing off a truck tire. Tony fell to the ground and Danny jumped on top of him, continuing the hard punches. "This is my business asshole. That wimp is my brother. Nobody beats up my brother!" Scott stared in amazement as he watched his 12 year old brother beat up the kid who had beaten up Scott since he was nine years old. Danny’s muscles bulged out under his thin skin as he pounded his fists into the bully. Scott couldn’t believe how big and strong those muscles were. Tony was at least 50 pounds heavier than Danny, but his body was covered with fat and he was slow. Danny was all muscle and he was very quick and fast. He pummeled the older boy. The bully was no match for the fast hard blows of Danny’s fists. Danny sat on top of the big bully smashing all parts of his body. Danny’s muscles bulged with each blow as his fists hit the soft fat covering the bully’s big body. Scott was jumping up and down. “Smash him, Danny! Smash him!” yelled Scott. Danny punched Tony in the nose, breaking his nose. He bashed his face in several places. Blood was dripping from his eye, his nose and his cheeks. Tony's friend grabbed Danny's shoulder. Danny jumped up and smashed him in the face too. He fell to the ground and held up his hands. "I give," he said as he looked up at Danny's muscular body. He didn't want to get pounded like Tony. Danny put his foot on Tony and said "You touch my brother and I'm gonna kill you." Then he kicked Tony's ribs so hard that Scott thought he heard a bone break. Danny grabbed Scott's arm and said, "Let's go home. I'm hungry." He strutted away. The other boys had their mouths open as they watched his muscular shoulders and lats and his bubble butt as he walked. Tony lay flat on the ground. Scott and Danny got into the car and Scott reached over and kissed Danny's arm. "Thank you, sir," he said. Danny flexed his bicep for Scott as Scott continued kissing the sweaty muscle. "I'm the only one who gets to beat you up. You’re mine," Danny said. "I want this arm to get huge," Scott said as he kissed the bulging bicep. "I want all your muscles to get huge." Danny grinned. "You sure are a muscle faggot! Start the car. I'm hungry. My muscles want more food! They wanna grow! And yeah, they're gonna get huge."
To be continued