Old Man Stevens 9
by Londonboy
The two ends of the Cadillac shot up into the air almost even with my head. Bud Stevens had power-slammed the top of the car with just his large body, using so much force that the center of the roof was now smashed into the floor of the car crushing everything inside and causing the vehicle to look like a giant letter ‘V’. The man before me, who seemed to be getting more massive all the time, walked up to the back of the car and rested his big hands on the bumper. There was a loud scraping noise as he suddenly and easily pushed the car a few feet until the front end bumped into the heavy stoned wall of the garage. Bud began to press on the back part of the car with as little effort as it would take a regular man to fold a piece of paper, causing it to move upward and compacted into the front part. The vehicle was being crushed between the wall and the super strength of my older boyfriend. I watched his arm muscles explode in every direction as he pressed steel together like it was nothing more than aluminum foil. Who knew the sound of a car being folded into itself would be so deafening? Then again, who would have ever thought that a human would be able to crush a car into half its size? By this time I was stroking my hard cock without even thinking about it, as were the other two men behind me. I was moving very slow and methodically, not wanting to cum until the much anticipated finale. I didn’t know what the big finish would be, but I was sure it was going to be amazing. I knew that Derek and Bennett wanted to prolong their impending eruptions in the same way.
By this time, Bud was holding the demolished slab of steel up against the wall. The front axle and two flat tires connected to it were now even with the back ones. Bud had bent the car completely into half its size, crushing the roof as he did it. If he removed his hand I knew the flattened car would fall to the floor like a pancake being dropped on a griddle, I knew it would now take most people a few minutes to even register that the piece of junk used to be a car. Then with a force like that of a giant missile, the huge old man pulled back his massive arm and sent a fist into the middle of the square piece of compacted steel in front of him. Before I could even register what he was doing, Bud’s fist was pulled back and then sent into the thick metal bottom of the car a second time, right below where it had hit earlier. I gasped out loud when I saw his knuckles blast painlessly into the heavy steel, leaving imprints of his fingers. My mind could not even begin to fathom what power existed in his hand because the truth was that the entire piece of junk was even thicker because it was folded together. I watched, astounded, as my behemoth lover pummeled the slab of metal in a straight line up and down the middle. The force of his blows made the wall behind the crushed car shake and crack. Dust from above showered the two policemen and me and I was aware enough to worry that the building might not be able to handle the strength of the big guy and fall down on top of us. Bud stepped back from the unrecognizable car. It stood in place since his pounding had caused the two sides to fold in. It looked like a giant piece of modern art shaped like an opened book standing up. With just his fists, old man Stevens had compressed the middle of the already doubled car causing the beginning of another indention. He was bending the car in on itself like someone would fold and crease a cloth napkin.
“It feels like I’m punching a feather pillow,” Stevens said loudly, causing me to move my gaze from the manhandled auto to the pumped up muscle man. He was looking down at his fists. “I’m sure, if I punched hard enough, I could send one of these powerful battering rams completely through the car and the wall behind it. I’m sure I have enough strength to bust a hole through anything. Did you see how easily I pounded that metal, Connor? What do you think of that?”
“I think I’m fucking glad you’re on my side,” I replied honestly and lustfully.
“Come here, my little, beautiful man,” Bud said, motioning to me with one of his muscled fingers. I walked over to him. “The only thing these hands will ever do to you is caress you gently.” Bud let one of his forefingers, which had recently bent metal bars as if they were rubber bands, slide gently down my cheek. This simple expression of intimacy caused my entire body to shiver with excitement. I continued to slowly stroke my aching, pre-cum covered cock. “But just give me the word, my lover, and I’ll send someone or something into orbit with just one punch. Just standing this close to you makes me feel more powerful than a fleet of battleships. I want to constantly show off my strength for you.”
“Then finish the job on this old, piece-of-shit car,” I said and smiled at my giant boyfriend.
“Hell yeah,” Derek said loudly. Without turning I could tell something was happening behind me – just by the way the police officer moaned his words. When I did look I was not shocked to find Bennett on his knees in front of the older police officer sliding his open mouth up and down the other man’s engorged cock. This was a dream come true for the younger cop. It was obvious that the lust for his partner could now be unleashed just because Derek was so in awe of Bud Stevens’ strength. The older man’s desire for my boyfriend made any previous fear of man-on-man sex totally disappear. Derek would have given himself to Bud right then and there, but he also was willing to let his partner service him. Bennett no longer cared about what my huge lover was able to do, he only desired to suck ever last drop of the other cop’s soon to be released cum. “Please show us what your fucking body can do, Mr. Stevens!” Derek managed to get these words out in between gasps of pleasure being caused by the excellent blow job he was receiving.
“With pleasure little man,” replied Stevens, “anything to help you get your rocks off.”
I stepped back a few feet as Bud returned to the car. He spread his massive arms out and grabbed hold of both sides of the semi-folded piece of metal. His back muscles expanded beyond belief as he started applying pressure to both halves, making the car press into itself again. His back looked wide enough, not to mention sturdy enough, to land a small plane on. His biceps and triceps seemed to double in size as he squashed the car together so it was one long piece of metal - the size of a wide thick door. Once the steel piece of junk was compressed together tightly, Stevens removed his hands and the tall chunk of car fell to the ground with a heavy thud. The noise caused me to jump a little, but I noticed that Bennett never stopped sliding Derek’s thick cock up and down his throat. I could tell that the incredible strength display, on top of the oral work being done on his dick, was bringing the older cop closer to the cum explosion of his lifetime. It was obvious; again, that Derek loved my older boyfriend’s power more than anything in the world. I turned back towards the car in time to see a huge bare foot come down hard in the middle of the now oblong block of metal. Again, both ends of the much smaller and compacted car shot up into the air. Bud then removed his foot and bent down to grab hold of one side of the dented piece of scrap. With one hand he easily pressed the end over into the other side, molding the Cadillac into a lump of metal the size of an old time steamer chest used when traveling. The big man had easily kept his promise of folding Mr. Jenkins’ car into the size of a suitcase. His incredible display of power had brought me close to releasing the built up cum screaming to escape my body. I knew that every man in the garage, including Bud, was close to shooting his load. Stevens’ hard cock was still causing the make-shift kilt to tent up obscenely.
“And now, gentleman, your older muscle daddy is going to give you a super power treat,” Stevens said with a slight laugh. “At the same time, I’m going to give each of your bodies the release it so desperately needs. And we will do it in an orderly fashion and as if your cocks are giving my muscles a three gun salute. Your tiny bodies will wait for my command.”
My entire being instantly reacted as if I was some kind of puppy hearing its owner’s bossy voice. I knew I would not cum until Stevens said it was time. I also knew that both of the policemen, still in the middle of their heavy suck off session, felt the exact same way. I continued to yank on my cock, but my body waited for its master’s command. I looked at the muscled monster in front of me and gasped out loud, again, as he undid the sheet around his waist, freeing his enormous, hard cock. I seriously doubted I would ever get used to the sight of his vein-covered, muscled rod. Meanwhile, Bud had bent down and placed his hands on the side of the big block of compressed metal in front of him. I watched as his fingers dug into the crushed steel - so easily that it seemed as if it were a stick of butter that had been resting on a counter for hours. The big man stood up and lifted the compacted car, making it look as weightless as a stack of folded laundry. I stopped the motion of my hand on my cock and stood there dumbfounded as I watched Bud hold the demolished car up against the head of his monster dick. His arm muscles tensed and bugled as he pulled his hands toward his body slowly, causing his cock to push into the smashed piece of metal. I jumped a little when I heard the noise of screaming steel while it was being forced to re-shape by his powerful, harder-than-iron member.
“Fucking no way,” moaned Derek as he watched the unbelievable muscle show in front of him. Bennett never stopped to see what was going on; he was enjoying the taste of his partner’s cock too much.
Bud’s own stronger-than-anything tool was shoving its way deeper into the crushed car. I finally inhaled, before I passed out, having basically shut down completely as I marveled at what my senior boyfriend was doing. His cock was like a super human drill – able to penetrate a Cadillac that had been folded over three times by equally powerful, monstrous arms. The screeching noise stopped when his stiff prick was completely buried in the big block of metal.
“Damn, that felt good boys!” shouted Bud. “It was tighter than any ass I’ll ever fuck and I don’t have to worry about plowing too hard and hurting someone. Even tons of steel can’t hold up to the muscle power of this body. I can’t wait to test this cock on other things, like a thick concrete wall or the side of a mountain. Get ready Derek, because what you’re about to see is going to make you shoot like you’ve never cum before. Bennett will follow and we’ll end our little show with you, Connor, my love.”
With that comment, Bud pulled his fingers from their indentions at the sides of the metal block and let go. He immediately blasted his mega arms up into a double biceps pose. The big heap of metal dipped down slightly, a quick sign of how heavy it was - even for Bud, but that didn’t last long. We all watched in awe as his powerful rod stiffened and rose, causing the popsicle-like piece of metal attached to it to lift into the air. Teasingly, the giant man made his big dick go up and down a few more times. When it would tilt downward the clump of metal did not move even an inch, showing how tightly packed it was around his cock.
“See how this senior muscle master can lift an entire car with just his cock! I could do this all day long.” Bud was getting off on his own abilities – almost as much as we were. “Now let’s build up a little more pressure, shall we.”
Bud reached down and grabbed the sides of the steel mass around his cock. Again, his fingers easily dug into the sides. With his powerful arms he held the mass in place and then pulled his crotch backwards, causing his dick to slide out of the hole it had created. He pulled his stiff rod all the way out and then quickly slammed it back into the packed metal a few inches away from his previous hole. This time the screeching sound was doubled because of the lightning speed and force of his cock. Bud also let out a deep growl at the same time and it seemed louder than the screaming, pummeled steel. Bud continued to pick up speed as his hips bucked back and forth causing his cock to poke new holes into the block of demolished car each time. His growls turned into sonic-like moans that caused the entire garage to shake. I could tell by the sweat forming on his muscled body and the veins that were bursting out all over his arms, legs, and forehead that my gigantic boyfriend was very near his upcoming cum explosion. I had begun to jerk my own cock at the same speed that he pounded his into the car and I could tell by the moans coming from Bennett and Derek that they were keeping up, as well.
“Aw, fucking hell yeah, boys, here we go. Don’t you dare shoot until I give the command. Just . . . stay . . . focused . . . on . . . how . . . my . . . cock . . . easily . . . destroys . . . this . . . car!” Stevens yelled and shoved his powerful dick deeper into the mass of metal in between each word.
I was beginning to doubt that my wasted body could wait much longer. I could also tell by the screams of pleasure coming from Derek behind me that he was ready to either explode or collapse from a heart attack. I knew he was shoving his cock deep into Bennett’s throat as he watched my powerful boyfriend fuck what used to be a Cadillac - but was now just a massive piece of abused junk. Bud let out a sound that seemed inhuman and at the same time he thrust his cock even deeper into the steel mass in his hands.
“Fuck yeah!” He yelled. “Cum now, Derek!”
At that exact moment I heard the older police officer shout loudly as he came in the waiting mouth of his partner. The sound abruptly stopped as Derek’s entire body went into ejaculation overload. I heard the younger officer gagging as he tried to swallow all of the Bud-muscle induced semen that was shooting from the cock in his mouth.
“Your turn, Bennett. Shoot!” boomed the big man.
The younger officer obviously started spraying cum everywhere and I could hear it splattering on the garage floor. It sounded like someone had turned on a hose to wash down the concrete. Bennett also started yelling uncontrollably to match the powerful jerking of his body, but the scream was muffled because of the hard cock in his mouth.
“Connor, let’s shoot together,” Bud yelled, as he stared at me and pressed his cock even further into the metal mass. “Now, Connor, now!”
Our bodies erupted at the same time. I fought off the need to close my eyes. I stared straight ahead at my massive boyfriend, but I could see my own cum flying into the air towards him. I’m sure some of it landed on his incredible legs – even though he was pretty far away. The muscled body of my boyfriend started shaking violently as his cock spewed his man juice into the car wrapped around it. It felt like I might black out, but I forced myself to stay alert so I could see everything. Streaks of cum, mixed with dark oil, started to stream down the tree-trunk-sized legs of Bud Stevens. It was a beautiful sight. I watched as the fluids trickled over the bulging striated thighs, between deep indentions in his legs, and then across his flared, pumped calves. There was no other sound in the garage, except the grunts and moans of the huge man. My own cock stopped thrusting its milky substance into the room long before Bud’s body even thought about ceasing. He continued to pump his cock and juice into the battered piece of metal that conveniently took the place of some big guy’s tight ass. I knew it was true that Bud would have really hurt a normal man if he had fucked him as hard as he impaled the battered chunk of metal in his hands. When Bud’s body was finally finished shooting, he slid the remains of the car off of his huge piece of meat and lifted it above his head.
“Shit, that was fantastic,” he yelled. “Wait until Jenkins sees what I did to his car. He’s going to shoot buckets of cum just from realizing that I destroyed his Cadillac with by bare hands. I wish I could be here when he figures out that the holes in this thing are from my power cock. Connor, we’ve got to find some other bigger things for me to destroy. I bet I can get you so excited you’re cum will fly as far as a city block. Watch this, little man.”
Bud brought his hands quickly down and sent the crushed car flying into the floor of the garage. I jumped back when the big block of steel hit the cement and sunk halfway into the ground. Bud looked like some huge football player slamming a ball into the ground in the end zone. My deflated cock shot hard again as soon as I realized Bud had demolished both concrete and part of the car at the same time.
“Connor, my man, the fun has just begun,” said Bud with a big grin on his face.