Marco the Seventh Grader (tb)

I had just started ninth grade at Marshall Junior High School, which covers grades seven through nine. I was 14 years old and it felt great being a 9th grader. On the first day of class I watched the little seventh graders coming in wide eyed and I silently laughed at their pitiful state. We 9th graders would rule the school just like last year's ninth graders had ruled us.

After school I started walking home and I noticed another kid walking on the sidewalk across the street. I looked at him and he looked familiar. Oh yeah, it was Marco, the little 12 year old who lived a couple of blocks from me. Marco and I weren't friends but we knew each other. I hadn't seen him all summer. I realized he had just started 7th grade. I walked over to him and said, "Hey, Marco, how ya doin?" He turned to me and said, "Good." He looked a little different. He had gotten taller. I was 5' 7" and he was only a couple inches shorter than I was, probably about 5" 5". And he didn't look like a little kid any more. His face looked like a young teenager. He was Italian, with brown hair, cut short, and hazel eyes and skin that tanned very quickly. His face was very tan and his tan neck was kind of thick. He was wearing a big tee shirt so I couldn't see his body except his forearms. My eyes bulged out when I saw them because they looked bigger than mine. And they were incredibly muscular.

I said, "It might be tough being a seventh grader in this school. If you need any help from me just let me know." He looked at me up and down. I was skinny, very skinny. But I was a ninth grader so I thought I could help. He laughed and then he ripped off his tee shirt. I was flabbergasted when I saw his body. Marco was incredibly muscular. He had a deep tan that made his muscles look even more striking. He obviously didn't wear a shirt all summer. And he didn't have an ounce of fat on his body. He was muscle, all muscle. His thick muscular neck was surrounded by big trap muscles that led out to wide muscular striated shoulders. His arms were huge, much bigger than mine, and rippling with muscle. His pecs bulged out in his chest. I could see the striations of muscle in them. His lats looked like thick wings hanging down from his wide shoulders to his narrow hips. And his abs were incredible, an eight pack of shredded muscle. "I think I can take care of myself," he said as he flexed his arm and watched the muscle bulge. His voice was deeper than my voice. He had obviously gone through puberty already even though he was just 12. I had just gone through puberty myself at 14. This kid was mature beyond his years. He ran his hand over his big pec muscles and washboard abs. "I got a weight set at the beginning of summer and I've already packed on 30 pounds of muscle. I've gotten real strong. I checked out the kids in school today. I'm already bigger and stronger than all of them, even the ninth graders. There might be a few 9th graders that weigh more than me, but I know I'm stronger than them. I can kick every kid's ass." He made a fist and pounded it into his abs, real hard. The sound of his hard fist hitting his equally hard abs was incredible. "Look at you. You're a fuckin' wimp! You're gonna protect me?" He flexed his arm front of my face and flexed it. "Feel it wimp. Feel my big muscle."

I ran my skinny little fingers around his bulging bicep and squeezed it. It felt like a warm rock. It was so hard I couldn't believe it. I squeezed as hard as I could but I couldn't make even a slight dent in it. "Pretty hard, ain't it John. That bicep can curl a 45 pound dumbbell ten times. Both arms can curl a 100 pound barbell easy. My muscles are getting bigger and stronger every day. I weigh 130 now. By Christmas I'll pack on another 25 or 30 pounds of muscle. I'm gonna gain over 50 pounds of muscle in six months. My dad says I have great muscle genes. I've got the genes to build big strong muscles. I already got more muscle than you'll ever have. Flex your puny arm."

I hesitated. I was thinking about the fact that this 12 year old, who was two inches shorter than I was, already outweighed me by 25 pounds. And he was all muscle. I was flab and bone. He punched me hard in the shoulder. I had never been punched that hard in my whole life. I stumbled sideways. "I said flex your arm!" he yelled. "I only hit you with a quarter of my strength. You wanna feel some real power?" He made fist and moved his arm back and forth. I shuddered as I watched his shoulder and pecs and arm bulge with muscle as he moved his arm towards me. "No, Marco, no," I pleaded. "Do as you're told, wimp," he said, "and maybe you won't get hurt." He tapped me on the shoulder with his big hard fist. I flexed my arm and a tiny soft bicep kind of appeared. I had never exercised at all and I never had any muscle. He wrapped his thick muscular fingers around my arm - it was easy because my arm was so small - and he squeezed his fingers into my bicep. I squealed in pain. "Feels like mush," he said. "You are so fucking weak." He wiggled his thick muscular fingers into my flabby arm as I cried in pain. I watched his forearm muscles bulge as he squeezed. They looked like writhing snakes as he flexed and moved his fingers into me. I started crying. His fingers were almost down to the bone. "Please stop, Marco, please stop!" I cried. He laughed and then relaxed his hold. He flexed his forearm muscles in front of me. "Feel my forearm muscles, wimp. Feel how big and hard they are. My fingers are so strong. I feel like I could dig my fingers into steel they are so strong." I rubbed my little fingers all over Marco's forearm, feeling the rock hard muscles as he flexed. I couldn't believe how strong this 12 year old kid was. It was clear that he was a man and I was a boy next to him. The last time I saw him he was just a little 6th grade kid. Now he was a man. In three months he had turned himself from a kid into a strong muscular boy man. My hands were trembling as I felt his rock hard muscle.

He looked down at my crotch. He could see that my cock was rock hard. He grabbed my cock and squeezed. "You like my big muscles, don't you wimp. You wish you had big muscles like me. Here I am, only 12 years old, and I'm already way bigger and stronger than you are." He looked at me and sneered. His face was gorgeous. I hadn't realized how handsome he was with his hazel eyes, wide cheekbones, strong jaw and thick muscular neck. He was drop dead gorgeous. He let go of my cock and said, "I got a good idea. I wanna see how strong I've gotten but I need a spotter to do it. I'm gonna lift some real heavy weights. You're gonna spot me." He picked up his shirt and started walking towards his house. I was looking at his huge muscular back and his bubble muscle butt in awe as he strutted ahead. "Get your ass in gear!" he yelled and I quickly moved up to walk beside him. Here I was, a 9th grader, taking orders from this muscular 7th grade kid. He knew he owned me.

He kept talking about his body all the way to his house. He talked about his exercise program. He had always been athletic and when he stated lifting weights his body responded instantly. He gained five pounds of muscle in the first week. He started doing advanced exercises after three weeks, working one muscle group a day. His dad had to buy him more weights after the first month. He had gotten too strong for his beginner set. After two months he was three times as strong as when he started. His dad bought an Olympic bar and big Olympic weights so he could get even stronger. Marco now had 1,000 pounds of iron in his garage. He was now five times as strong as he was three months ago and he had the muscles to prove it. He loved flexing his muscles as he talked about them He was really into his muscles.

He told me about his diet, about the huge amount of food he was eating and all the supplements he was taking. Every day this 12 year old was eating more than I ate in a week. Marco was very proud of what he had done to himself. He knew he had the genetics to get huge and strong and he said he wanted to get as huge and strong as he could. "How much do you think I'll weigh when I'm your age, John?" he asked. I looked at him as he stared at me with his beautiful hazel eyes. "Uh, maybe 175," I said. I don't think any 9th grader weighed more than 175. He laughed. "Fuck, wimp boy, get real. I gained four inches in height in six months. And I gained 30 pounds of muscle in three months. And I'm still getting taller, bigger and stronger every day. When I'm 14 I'm gonna be six feet tall and weigh 225. When I'm 16 I'm gonna be six four and weigh 250. When I graduate from high school, I'm gonna be six five and weigh 275 pounds. Two hundred seventy five pounds of muscle John. No fat. All muscle. Think about it." He grinned, stood in front of me and hit a double biceps pose. "Fucking big and fucking strong," he said as he moved his huge arms up and down, flexing his big biceps. Boy, this kid was sure cocky. And arrogant too. I looked at his big muscles and thought about what he said. Was this just adolescent bravado? No, this kid was going to get big, real big, I thought. I thought about him at my age towering over me with 225 pounds of muscle, weighing twice as much as me and made of solid muscle. My eyes gazed at his tan, radiant, muscular body and my cock twitched. "I'm gonna be bigger than my dad. He's six two and weighs 240. My mom's brothers are big and strong too. Her younger brother's six four and weighs 250, all muscle. I got great genes. I'm gonna weigh 300 in college." He looked over at his huge flexed arms and smiled. I nodded in agreement. "Okay, lets move," he said as he grabbed my arm with an incredibly strong grip and pulled me ahead with the force of a Mack truck pulling a feather. I stumbled ahead and he finally let go. My arm would hurt for days after his crushing bicep squeeze and that crushing grip.

We got to his house. He took a key out of his pocket and opened the door. "Both my parents work and my eight year old brother has after school day care. So its just us." My cock twitched again when he said that. He strutted down the hall and I followed him. "This is my room," he said. Marco's room was very messy, with clothes thrown around and stuff all over. It was kind of funny because he had some childhood toys still there but also muscle magazines. He had a few pictures of young muscle men on his walls next to childhood pictures of batman and superman. He was a boy quickly turning into a man. He walked over to one of the pictures. "See this guy? He's Italian, just like me. He's only 18. Look at him. Look at all that muscle. I'm gonna look like him when I'm 15. I'm gonna be able to crush guys like him." Then Marco stripped off his school shorts and then looked at me and grinned. Then he stripped off his boxers and shoes and socks and stood there nude. I gasped as I saw the size of his cock. It wasn't even hard but it was huge. He had quite a bit of dark brown pubic hair around his big cock. He had no hair under his arms yet but his pubic hair was coming in. It was growing, just like his muscles and his cock. "Why have clothes on when its just the two of us? Strip!" I slowly took off my shirt and shorts and shoes and stood next to this muscle kid totally nude. "See, your cock likes the freedom," he said as he watched my rock hard cock point straight up as I gazed at Marco's beautiful body. He grabbed my cock, lowered it and then let go. My little five inch dick hit my flabby waist. "I think your cock likes what it sees," said Marco and he moved close to me. He stood one inch from me and flexed his pecs. I looked down at his huge pecs. Big bulging globes of muscle with the hard muscle fibers showing through his tan skin. Oh god, I wanted to touch those muscles. Marco looked at me admiring his pecs. "Yeah, those muscles are big. And they're strong too. Now we're gonna see how strong they are," he said. "But first I gotta eat." He bumped his pecs into my flabby chest knocking me backwards. Those big bulging pecs felt like warm rocks as they hit my skinny chest. Oh god, I thought.

He strutted out of his room and I followed him, watching his v-shaped back and his muscle bubble butt and calves flex with each step, striations of muscle everywhere. The tan line made his muscle butt even more sexy. His back was so tan and his butt was so creamy. Oh god, I thought. We entered the kitchen. He took a gallon of milk out of the refrigerator and poured some of it into a blender. Then he took two big scoops of protein powder and put it in. He blended the mix and then started drinking from the container. "I drink at least three big protein shakes a day, sometimes more. I gotta keep feeding these muscles so they can grow! My dad wants me to get huge so he keeps buying the protein." He took the shake and strutted towards the garage door.

We entered the garage and I was stunned by all the equipment and weights Marco had. He had a bench, an incline bench, a squat rack, a pulley machine, pull up bars, and even a leg press machine. And he had tons of weights, lots of dumbbells and barbells in various sizes and lots of Olympic plates. He saw me looking at all those weights. "Need lots of iron to get big," he said as he drank down the last swallows of his protein shake. "Lots of iron and great genes," I said as I knew I could never build the muscle Marco had no matter how much iron I had. Marco smiled and said "Yeah. I got 'em both."

"Okay, I'm gonna test my strength in the bench press and squat. You're gonna spot me when I need it. I'm gonna see just how strong my chest and legs are. First I'm gonna warm up." To warm up, Marco did an exercise program than I could never do in a million years. He did 50 pushups three times. Then he did 25 pullups three times. He squatted with two big Olympic plates - 135 pounds - for 15 reps, three times. He did all this in less than 10 minutes. I was dumbfounded by his strength and stamina. I could do only three pushups and no pullups. My mouth was open as I saw his big muscles working, warming up. He finished and flexed his pecs at me. "Yeah, now my muscles are kind of warmed up," he said. "See, they're already bigger and hard as shit. They're getting a pump. Blood is surging into the muscle. Do they look bigger to you John?" My eyes couldn't believe what they were seeing. His muscles were huge. They were big before but now they were huge. "Fuck!" I said. "They're huge! Your muscles were big already but now they're gigantic." He grinned. "Feel how hard they are John. They're hard as rocks. And they're real strong. These pecs are gonna push some real heavy iron. Feel 'em, wimp."

I put my hands on Marco's pecs and I gasped as I felt how hard they were. The were big and round and as hard as rocks. I could feel the striations of muscle under his thin tan skin as he proudly flexed his muscles for me. "Oh my god!" I said. "So big. So hard." He laughed. "Move a little lower. Feel my abs." I moved my hands down and ran my wimpy little fingers over his corrugated abdominal muscles, muscles that felt like steel. I could feel every ridge and every crevice. They were like bricks. "My abs are so hard. I dare kids to punch me but their little fists bounce off like they are third grade girls." I groaned and nodded my head as I felt his rock hard muscles. "Get on your knees, wimp!" he ordered. I fell to my knees and was face to face with his huge cock. It had gotten hard as I had fondled his pecs and his abs. It was huge, probably about nine inches long and very thick. This 12 year old boy had a cock that was double the size of my cock. He pushed my face into his cock. I breathed in the pungent smell of his crotch, the smell of a young jock who was working out his big muscles. I loved that smell. "I get real horny, wimp. I'm horny all the time. I got so much testosterone surging through my body that I can cum six times a day. And today I'm gonna fuck your face and fuck your ass. I've never fucked anyone yet. Your gonna be my first. You're gonna be my fucktoy. And there's nothin' you can do about it because I'm so fucking strong! This year I'm gonna fuck every hot girl in school. And some boys too. No kid will be able to resist me. I'm too strong and too fucking sexy. I can fuck anyone I want." He rubbed his cock into my face as I felt his hard bubble butt muscles. I moaned as I felt his big hard cock and his butt muscles and smelled his sweat. I wanted to be this kid's fuck toy. "But before I fuck you we're gonna see just how strong I am. Stand up!"

I stood up and looked at his muscular body. I almost trembled as I saw all that muscle and strength in a boy who was in 6th grade three months ago. He moved over to the bench rack. "I'm gonna do benches first. I know I can do 185. I'll start with that. Then I'll go up from there. You gotta spot me wimp. Stand there and hold the bar. Lift it a little bit if I can't get it up. But don't lift hard. I want my muscles to do the work. They gotta work hard to grow big. Put a 45 and a 25 on your side." I stood there, not quite knowing what to do. He hit me hard in the shoulder, knocking me sideways. It was the hardest punch I had every felt. I knew my shoulder would be black and blue. "Do it!" he yelled. He picked up a 45 and easily put it on his side. I tried to lift a 45 and I could barely lift it off the floor. I somehow managed and slid it onto the bar. "You are so fucking weak," he said. "I can't believe a 9th grader is so fucking weak." He grabbed a 25 and put it on the bar and I did the same. Then he got on the bench and looked up at me. "This is gonna be easy. You don't have to spot me on this." I looked down at his muscular chest as he grabbed the bar. His chest was so big, so muscular. His waist was tiny. His big chest and his muscular bubble butt pushed his waist off the bench so there were three inches separating his shredded waist from the bench. He was all muscle in the right places.

He grabbed the bar and easily did 10 reps, and like he said I didn't need to spot. This kid was so strong! I had tried benching a weight once at a friends house and the most I could do was 30 pounds. Even on his warmup set this kid was six times stronger than I was. He jumped up off the bench and hit my chest with his big bulging pecs, pushing me backwards. "Yeah, big and strong," he said as he rubbed his big pecs muscles on my bony little chest. "Fifty more pounds," he said. "Twenty-five on each side." I didn't want to get punched again so I immediately put a 25 pound plate on my side. "Okay, that's 235," he said. "I've never gone this high before but I get stronger every week. Spot me, wimp." He got on the bench and jerked the bar off the rack. I looked down at his gigantic chest as he breathed in a huge quantity of air. His chest was four times the size of his waist. He lowered the bar and his pec muscles looked like a thick plate of steel cables as they tightened. The bar touched his chest and he looked up at me and stuck out his tongue. "Fuckin' strong!" he yelled. He pushed the bar up and made a loud grunt as his pecs ballooned in his chest, making a huge ball of shredded muscle. I was dumbfounded as I looked at all that muscle. All the muscles of his pecs, shoulders and arms were bulging with incredible striated mass. The bar easily went to the top. He yelled "So fuckin' strong!" and he lowered the bar again and did another rep. I didn't need to spot at all.

He jammed the bar into the rack and jumped up off the bench. "Oh fuck, I am so fucking strong!" he yelled as he rammed his huge hot sweaty pecs into my bony little chest. "It is so fucking great to be so strong! I feel like superman!" He pushed me back with his big chest until I hit the wall. Then he rubbed his huge pecs into my chest as his rock hard cock pushed against my flabby waist. "I am so ready to fuck you," he said as he completely overpowered me with his muscles. He held me against the wall and rubbed his huge pecs against me as he thrust his crotch up and down, pushing his cock against me. I was so hard I wanted to cum right there. Then he said "More weight. These muscles want more weight!"

He turned around and went back to the bench. "Thirty more pounds. That will make it 265. That's more that twice what I weigh. I'm gonna bench twice what I weigh! I am so fucking strong!" This 12 year old kid was going to bench more than eight times what I could bench. He was eight times stronger than me! Each of his pecs was four times stronger than both of my pecs! I shuddered in total awe. We loaded a 10 and a 5 on each side and Marco slid effortlessly onto the bench, all his sweaty muscles glistening in beauty. He lowered the bar and I put my little fingers under it. Then he grunted and pushed. His pecs exploded with bulging muscle and his chest swelled up to an enormous size. The bar started going up. "Push it, Marco," I yelled. "Your muscles are stronger than this iron. Look at your fucking muscles. They are so huge. So strong. So shredded. Push! Push!" He grunted like a lion. His muscles bulged even more and the bar started going faster. I didn't have to spot at all. The bar got to the top and he smashed it into the rack. He jumped up off the bench and yelled "Fuck! I am so fucking strong!"

He rubbed his hands over his huge pumped pecs muscles, muscles that were shredded with steel hard fibers and covered with veins. "Fuck, my pecs are so fucking big! Look how big they are, wimp. Look at the size of those muscles! Think about how strong they are! My muscles are so fucking big and strong." My mouth was wide open as I stared at Marco's huge pecs. They were the biggest slabs of muscle I had ever seen. "Oh fuck," i gasped as I ran up to him and put my own weak little hands on those huge muscles. Sweat was pouring out of his skin. I rubbed and moaned as I felt his huge muscles bulge in my hands. My cock was rock hard. "You are such a faggot," he said. "But it's kind of fun having a faggot like you worshipping my big muscles. Kind of turns me on." His cock was now rock hard too as I felt his huge pecs. It was huge, probably over 9 inches long and very thick. It was twice as big and thick as my cock and this kid was only 12! He had the body of a god.

Then he lunged at me and rammed his huge sweaty chest into my bony little chest. I crashed to the floor. He jumped on top of me and started rubbing his big pecs on my chest. "Feel my muscles, wimp! Feel how big and hard they are. Big and hard and fucking strong as shit!" His cock was rock hard and as he rubbed his pecs on me he started rubbing his cock on my little body. I was covered by his huge chest muscles and now I was feeling the hardness of his thick hard steel like cock. He was sweating profusely and the sweat was rolling off his deeply tanned skin onto my body. He was really getting excited as he dominated me with his huge muscles as he pushed his hard cock into my soft flabby body.

Then he started wrestling me, throwing me around the floor of his garage like I was a little rag doll. "How's it feel to get beat up by a 7th grader?" he said. "A weak little 9th grader getting smashed by a 12 year old! I'm so fucking strong I could beat you into a pulp!" He toyed with me as I struggled against his huge hard 12 year old muscles that were eight times stronger than my skinny weak 14 year old muscles. He laughed as he saw my pathetic struggle against his overpowering strength. "You are so fucking weak!" he yelled as he held my two arms down with one hand and flexed his other arm in my face. "I got muscles and you don't got shit!" Then he rubbed his cock on my face. I could smell the sweat emanating from his crotch as he rubbed his huge hard cock on my tender little cheeks. I wanted that cock! I wanted to feel that huge cock. "I'm so fucking horny," he said. "Lick my balls, faggot. Lick my big balls with your little faggot tongue." I groaned and I immediately wrapped my mouth around one of his balls and started sucking and licking it. That ball was huge, twice the size of my ball. "Uhh uhh, feels so good," moaned Marco. "Feels so good having a little faggot wimp sucking my big balls. I am such a man! A big strong man with big balls and a big strong cock! You are nothing compared to me!" He started swiveling his hips as he got more and more aroused. I sucked his other ball and then I started licking his cock. "Ohh ohh ohh!" he yelled as I licked and sucked that huge weapon. He was totally aroused with lust. He jammed his cock into my mouth and rammed it all the way down my throat. Then he started thrusting his hips up and down, ramming his cock in and out of my mouth and throat with wild abandon. "Oh fuck! Oh fuck!" he yelled. His cock was so big and so thick and so hard. My body wanted to gag but I couldn't. I had a huge cock all the way down my throat. He rammed his huge weapon into my throat with all the force of his incredibly muscular body. My throat ached with pain but there was nothing I could do to stop his fucking. He was so strong and I was so weak. Finally he started yelling louder and his thrusting got faster. He yelled "Fuuuucccck!" and a huge spurt of cum shot out of his cock into my esophagus. Then another and another and another. He must have shot ten loads of cum into my mouth and throat and esophagus as he thrust his huge cock in and out of my mouth and throat. Finally he stopped cumming but he kept his still-hard cock in my throat as he savored the sensual feeling of my soft tissues touching his big huge weapon. He rubbed his cock around as he moaned in pleasure. I could hardly breath but Marco didn't care. All that mattered to him was his cock and his pleasure. I was now just his sex slave.

Finally he got up and walked over to the side of the garage. His body was absolutely beautiful as he walked. His muscles were pumped and covered with veins. His skin was so tan, except for his round muscle butt, which was cream colored. He looked like a young god. He picked up a bottle of blue liquid and started drinking from it as he looked at me. His huge bicep bulged as the held the bottle and drank. All his muscles were incredibly shredded and dripping with sweat. I was so aroused I couldn't believe it. My cock was harder than it had ever been. I touched it. He grinned and slowly flexed his muscles as he walked back to me. Oh my fucking god! I thought to myself. What a fucking stud! "You like what you see, faggot?" he said as he stood over me and flexed his arms. "Oh fuck!" I yelled. My cock burst open and spurt after spurt of cum splattered on the floor as I rubbed my cock and looked at Marco's flexing muscles. This was the best fuck I had ever had. "You really like my muscles, don't you faggot. I got muscles that could beat the shit outta you but you still love 'em." He stood over me and flexed his huge legs. I was almost ready to cum again. "Time for some squats," he said. "Get up, wimp boy!" I struggled to my feet and looked at him. He was the most beautiful boy I had ever seen. His Italian face was so brutally handsome with his wide cheekbones, his strong jaw, his perfect white teeth, his gorgeous hazel eyes, his dark tan skin and his short dark hair. His neck was so thick and muscular. All his muscles were so big and shredded and absolutely perfect. He was perfect. A perfect young male jock. His cock was still semi hard and it was way bigger and thicker than my cock even when it was rock hard. He looked down at my ass and slapped it real hard. I squealed in pain. He rubbed his cock and said, "Your ass is next. After the squats I'm gonna fuck the shit outta your pretty little ass."

I gasped. I didn't want that huge cock ramming itself up my tender little ass. "No, please no, Marco. Don't fuck me. Please don't fuck me! Your cock is too big and my ass is too small." He sneered and slapped my ass again, even harder. He looked me in the eyes and said "Yeah, a big stud cock fucking your puny little faggot ass. That is gonna be so fun. I love to fuck. And I'm gonna fuck you as much as I want. You are so fucking weak! And I'm so fucking strong! There ain't nothing you can do about it, wimp. If I wanna fuck you, I'm gonna fuck you. You wanna argue with this?" He pulled back his arm, made a fist and smashed his fist into my gut. I had never been hit that hard in my life. I immediately fell to the floor yelling in pain. He stood over me. I looked up at his beautiful, strong muscular body and trembled. He looked down and flexed his arms, which bulged with writhing muscle. He said "I was only using about a quarter of my strength, faggot. If I had used all my strength your guts would be smashed into your spine. Get up, wimp. I own you."

I stumbled to my feet. "We're gonna take the bar and the weights off the bench and put 'em on the squat rack. Get to work!" I went over to the bench and slowly started taking plates off the bar. The plates were very heavy to me but they were nothing to Marco. In 15 seconds he had taking all the weights off his side and I still had two big weights to go. "So fucking weak," he said as he bumped me to the side with his big shoulder. He took down the plates. Then he put the bar on the squat rack and said. "I'm gonna start with 225. Two 45's on each side. Do it!" I reached down and tried to lift the heavy 45 pound plate. I could barely lift it off the floor and I struggled to lift it high enough to put it on the bar. I struggled mightily but I was too weak. I dropped the plate to the floor. Marco had easily put one 45 pound plate on his side. "I just can't believe how fucking weak you are, faggot. And here you the big 9th grader were gonna protect me, the little 7th grader. What a pile of shit!" He reached down and grabbed the 45 pound plate with one hand. Then he lifted it up and pressed it up over his head. My eyes bulged out of my head as I saw his muscles work. "Yeah, that's muscle! Seventh grade muscle. Muscle like you're never gonna have you fuckin' wimp." He put the weight onto the bar and then loaded up the other plates.

He stood behind the bar. "I won't need a spot for this. Stand in front of me and watch my quads. They have gotten so fuckin' huge. So fuckin' huge and so fuckin' strong!" I stood in front of Marco as he got under the rack and easily lifted the 225 pound bar off the rack. I stared at his legs. His big quads were flexing. Huge slabs of muscle were bulging under his thin tan skin. His cock was still semi-hard and it was way bigger than my now rock hard cock. He lowered himself until his upper legs were parallel to the floor. He let out a loud grunt and then lifted the heavy bar and his muscular body back up. His quads bulged. "Fucking easy," he said as he lowered himself again. He cranked out six reps and then smashed the bar down on the rack. I got on my knees in front of this young god and ran my fingers over his huge quad and calf muscles. "Oh my god," I said. "Your legs are so big. So hard. So strong!" He flexed for me and I marveled at the size and hardness of the muscle of his quads. His skin was covered with sweat and veins were popping out everywhere between his thin skin and the hard fibrous slabs of muscle underneath. "I've put five inches of muscle on my quads and two and a half inches on my calves in three months," he said. "My legs are so fucking big and strong. I'm gonna squat with so much weight you won't believe it. Put another 45 on each side." I tried to lift up the weight but I couldn't. He laughed. "I forgot how weak you are," he said as he easily picked up the huge plates and put them on the bar. "Now it's 315. Think about that, faggot. These 12 year old legs are gonna lift 315 pounds. Think about what these legs could do to your puny little chest. If I wrapped these big fuckers around your chest and flexed these huge muscles I'd crush every one of your ribs!" I was beside myself with lust. I started licking those huge legs. "Oh my god," I said. "Your muscles are so strong! How does it feel to be so strong?" He grinned and rubbed his huge quad on my face. "Feels fucking great! I feel like superman. I feel like a god. I feel so superior to puny runts like you. I feel so big, so strong, so dominant! You'll never know that feeling 'cause your a fucking wimp! I'm only 12 and I got more muscle than you'll ever have. I'm a fucking stud!" Then he bumped my face hard with his huge quad muscle and said "Stand behind me and spot."

So I stood behind Marco and I put my little fingers under the bar that weighed more than I could imagine, 315 pounds. There was no way I could stop that bar from dropping but Marco's legs were so strong that I knew I would only have to apply a few pounds of force, if he needed it, to get the bar up to the top. Marco's neck and traps and shoulders were bulging as he moved his body against the bar. I couldn't believe how muscular this kid was. Then he lifted the bar up and lowered himself down, way down, until his upper legs were parallel to the floor. He grunted and started lifting himself and the 315 pounds back up. His muscles bulged - all his muscles not just his legs - as he pushed the bar back up. His traps were enormous. His neck was huge. His butt bulged with muscle. The bar went back up fairly quickly. I didn't have to spot him at all. He crashed the bar onto the rack and yelled "Fuck I am so strong! I never lifted that weight before and it was easy! My muscles are so fucking strong!" I grabbed his body and felt all his muscles - his traps, his neck, his back, his butt and his incredibly pumped and muscular legs. He laughed as he watched me fondle his body. I was so lucky that he didn't mind my worshiping his huge muscles. "You really like my muscles, don't you fag. Well, these muscles are gonna get even bigger and stronger. Bigger, stronger, faster. That's me. I'm a total stud." I was moaning in pleasure. I noticed his cock was getting hard. "You really turn me on, faggot. I know I'm a stud and when you touch my big muscles that turns me on." I grabbed his cock and I wanted to suck it right then but he said, "Fifty more pounds! I'm gonna squat with 365 pouunds! I know my quads can do it. They are so fucking strong!"

So we each grabbed a 25 pound plate and put it on the bar. Marco lifted the plate with one hand and pressed it overhead a couple of times, just to show me how fucking strong he was. I struggled to lift the 25 pound plate and barely managed to get in on the bar. He laughed at my weakness. He got under the bar and I stood right behind him. I got really close and his big round muscle butt hit me in the crotch. His butt was so muscular, so strong. I could smell his sweat as I put my little fingers under the bar. He jerked the bar off the rack. The bar was bending there was so much weight on it. He lowered his body until his legs were parallel with the floor. Then his quad muscles bulged with the most incredible display of muscle I had ever seen. Huge slabs of muscle bulged with striated fibers covered with veins as the bar slowly started going up. Then he started slowing down. "Push it, muscles!" I yelled. "Push that fucking iron! Marco's a stud and you muscles are so fucking big and strong! You're fucking stronger that that iron, muscles. Push!" Marco let out a loud grunt and his quads bulged even bigger. Then the bar started going up much faster. As the bar got higher it went faster and faster. I didn't have to spot at all. He got it to the top and crashed it onto the rack. "FUCK!" he yelled. "MY MUSCLES ARE SO FUCKING STRONG!"

I raced from behind the bar and tackled his huge legs with my little 105 pound body. His huge legs stood firm as I grabbed them and started feeling the rock hard slabs of muscle with my hands and my face. I had never felt so much muscle in my life. He flexed his legs for me and moved them around as I worshipped their massiveness and their strength and their hardness. "Three hundred sixty-five pounds!" he yelled. "My legs are so fucking strong!" I fondled and I licked and I lost myself in Marco's huge muscular legs. He was moaning and twisting his hips as I worshipped his legs. I knew his cock was rock hard.

Then he grabbed my face and rammed it into his crotch. His cock was as hard as a big hot steel pipe and he rubbed it in my face. I smelled his pungent crotch sweat and that sweat smelled so good to me. It was the sweat of a true young jock. The sweat made by a body that was so muscular and strong it was hard to believe that body was only 12 years old. I breathed in that sweat as I felt his huge cock rubbing on my face. I began to lick that cock, licking that huge nine inch weapon. I ran my hands over Marco's firm round muscle butt as I licked. I wanted Marco. I wanted him so badly. I licked and sucked and moaned with pleasure. I knew he was going to fuck me and now I wanted to be fucked by this young muscle god. I wanted Marco's huge cock fucking my tight little ass. I knew it would be painful but I wanted it. I wanted Marco!

"Fuck me, Marco. Fuck my little ass. I want to feel your huge cock inside me. Fuck me!" Marco grabbed me by my chest, lifted me up and threw me on the floor on my stomach. My little ass was pointing straight up. He spit a couple of times on my ass and rubbed the spit in with his finger. Then he spit once on his huge cock and he rammed it into my ass. Marco was not gentle. He was rough. I screamed in pain as Marco rammed his cock in harder. "Take it faggot! Take my big cock up your puny wimp ass. I'm your master. I'm gonna fucking dominate you. I'm gonna fuck the shit outta you." He rammed his cock in again. This time it got all the way in. I had over nine inches of rock hard cock inside my ass. "Oh yeah! Feels so fucking good!" he yelled. He started thrusting his cock in and out of my ass as I moaned in pain. But soon the pain decreased and his huge cock started feeling good to me as he rammed it in and out with his powerful muscles. His abs and glutes were pounding that cock into my body with unbelievable force. Even if I had tried to close my asshole there was no way I could have stopped that huge monster from ramming inside me.

"Ohh, feels so good!" he yelled. "Your ass is so tight! Your ass makes my cock feel so good. Oh god. Oh god." He was moaning with pleasure as he fucked me with wild abandon. Finally he started thrusting faster and he was moaning louder. Marco was in an ultimate sexual frenzy. He didn't care how I felt. All he cared about was how he felt. And he felt great. He felt like a young muscle god stud as he fucked my little white ass. Then I felt a spurt of hot liquid shoot into my ass. Then another and another. He shot spurt after spurt of his genetically superior muscle stud cum into my asshole as he moaned in total erotic pleasure.

When he finally stopped cumming he kept his still-hard cock in my ass and rubbed it on my tender tissues, feeling the pleasure my tissues were giving to his sensitive instrument. He rubbed his sweaty pecs on my back and fucked me gently with his cock. I felt like I had died and gone to heaven. This huge muscular boy was on my back rubbing his sweaty pecs on me and gently fucking my ass with his still hard cock. I was overcome with emotion. "Fuck, that was great," he said. "That was the best fuck I ever had." Then he looked down at me and saw that I was crying. For the first time he realized that maybe he had hurt me with his huge weapon ramming up my ass. "Oh geez, wimp, was my cock too big for your little ass?" He took his cock out of my ass and spun me around. He was now sitting on my stomach with his big cock hanging like a thick rope. I looked up at his beautiful body and his incredibly handsome face. "It was big and it really hurt at first but then I started liking your fucking so much. It felt so good having your big cock fucking my little ass. And when you stopped I started crying because I loved getting fucked by you so much. I want to be with you Marco. I want to touch your muscles. I want to see your face. I want you!" Marco smiled and I nearly fainted as I saw his beautiful teeth and his brutally handsome face. Then he grabbed my rock hard cock and spit on it. He started strokin my cock with his thick calloused hand. Then he flexed the huge bicep of his other arm. "Feel my muscles, wimp. Feel my big bicep. You're gonna watch that bicep get bigger every day. I'm gonna fuck you every day and you're gonna watch my body get huge. You want me? Well feel that fucking muscle!" I reached up and felt Marco's huge bicep muscle as he stroked my cock. I immediately came. It was the best fuck I had ever had. "Oh my fucking god," I moaned as cum spurt all over my chest.

After I finished cumming, Marco dropped down and rubbed his big pecs on my chest. He whispered in my ear, "Be here at 7:15 tomorrow morning. I'm gonna fuck you. Then you will meet me after school. You will spot me when I'm working out. Then I'm gonna fuck you again. I'm gonna fuck you every day. You are now my fuck toy. I'm gonna work out and get huge. You're gonna get to see my muscles grow every day and you're gonna feel this big cock fucking your little wimp body. You got that faggot boy?" I looked into Marco's gorgeous hazel eyes and said "I can't wait."

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