Röyd röided
Three times a year, röyd röided made the trip to Brisbane to visit his primary sponsor. The 62 year old bodybuilder had agreed to the stipulation when had agreed to underwrite all of the athlete's needs to develop his physique to its absolute max. Both of their efforts had born fruit. röyd was a spectacular physical specimen.
Whatever röyd had requested over the past 10 years had been given without hesitation. Gym memberships, personal trainers, supplements, steroids, medical and physical supervision. It had all produced an exceptional specimen of male muscular development. röyd was not into contests so he did not go on the mass versus definition roller coaster that many of his gym buddies endured. He spent all his attention and time sculpting every inch of his 5'8", 275 lb. body to perfection. röyd took an extreme attitude when it came to constructing his body. Every muscle group was symmetrical and developed to its peak perfection. He was a walking Greek statue. All made possible by the sponsorship of SIR.
SIR had stipulated röyd's visits be 3 times a year. Once in the Spring and once in the height of Summer, were standard 3 day visits every year - SIR also had the privilege of calling for a visit anytime he chose giving röyd 5 days prior notice. That visit could be for 2 to 10 days and was usually spent on vacations, travel or some other special event that SIR wanted to share with röyd. The 3 day visits were normally spent at the SIR's home where röyd could be used in any manner SIR desired.
It was mid Summer and röyd had received only one instruction from SIR on how he was to prep for his visit. He was to let all his body hair grow out - no shaving or clipping. röyd knew what that meant. SIR had planned a painful full body waxing for him to start off the festivities. röyd knew the drill. He didn't take a suitcase, everything that would be needed was already at SIR's residence. His traveling cloths were always the same. Subdued, conservative, revealing in an understated way: black swimmers jock strap, cargo pants, clean polo, white ankle socks and sneakers. The only thing that set the muscle head off from his fellow travelers was his obviously chemically enhanced muscular physique.
The 3:15 pm flight was uneventful and touched down on schedule. röyd walked out to the pick up area and waited for the white van to pull up. It was hot and humid as usual this time of year in Brisbane. The bodybuilder was starting to sweat. It felt good. The body's lube. röyd smiled and noticed the white van coming around the corner.
The vehicle pulled up in front of him. röyd stepped off the curb and slid the side panel door open - he was always to get into the back. SIR was driving. He greeted him then directed the huge muscleman to strip down and put on the gear located on back seat. As SIR turned back facing front and pulled out of the airport, röyd balanced himself as best he could while stripping off his traveling clothes and donning the gear that had been indicated. There was a soft rubber cock ring that when in place was very tight and really uplifted his cock and balls forcing them out front and high. Next röyd fastened a wide black leather collar around his massive neck. It had rings around the outside. Next was the hood. It was rubber and resembled a dog. It was heavy duty and if he hadn't been sweating like a naked pig by now he wouldn't have been able to force it over his head. With some trouble, röyd got the hood in place. There was a steel leash which röyd attached to one of the rings on the collar. He was not properly displayed. Sweating from the heat and his exertion in the back of the van, röyd knelt down on all fours and struggled to keep balance for the remainder of the 20 minute ride.
The van pulled into the driveway and stopped. SIR walked around to the side door and pulled it open. The rush of hot air felt good on röyd's naked and now sweat soaked hide. "Get out." SIR ordered. röyd stepped out of the van into SIR's side yard. SIR took hold of the leash and led röyd into the back yard. There were six men waiting for them. Having drinks and chatting. The leash attached to röyd's collar was locked to a post and the mammoth bodybuilder was left on display and SIR went over to the bar and poured himself a bourbon and water. "Take a closer look, gentleman. The sweat accentuates his musculature and the hair underscores his masculinity, don't you think?" SIR said.
For the next half hour or so, the men examined röyd from head to toe. They had him flex out his substantial muscles and pose in provocative positions. All while chained to the post. The men rubbed his nipples, cock and balls with their frosty glasses and one of them even slipped an ice cube up the muscle head's substantial ass. The bodybuilder submitted to the attention feeling flattered and proud that he could put on such a nice show for these gents. SIR finally came over, unlocked the leash from the post and led röyd and the male guests into the Sun Room. The cool air felt good on röyd's naked wet hide. There was a message table at one end of the room with comfortable chairs arranged around in a semi-circle.
SIR took röyd to the table, undid the leash, the collar and pulled off the hood. röyd breathed in a full lung of air expanding his enormous pecs till his tits looked like they would explode off his chest. SIR directed röyd to a small hassock in front of the message table. He told röyd to get up on the hassock and flex out a routine that would highlight his front and back muscles to their best advantage. Ever the exhibitionist, röyd stepped up onto the hassock giving all the men an great view of his ass and monumental back.
After the posing routine, röyd was directed to lay face down on the message table. A man who was also obviously a bodybuilder came in stripped down to a white provocative jock and began to message röyd with warm oil. There was no transition from the warm oil to the sticky sugar concoction that the stripped down professional masseur smeared on the twin mounds of röyd's ass. Strips of cotton where pressed into the ass cheeks and aggressively pulled off taking every hair on röyd's ass with them. With the speed and ability that comes from years of practicing one's trade, the nearly naked masseur waxed and ripped out every hair on röyd's back from his neck to his heels. There were cheers from the male observers when the particularly sensitive area of röyd's ass crack was stripped clean of anal hairs. Both the sound of the strips of cotton tearing out the delicate hairs and röyd's yelps of pain brought delight to the guests as well as to SIR. The meaty bodybuilder laid as still as he could on the message table allowing the agonizing manipulations to totally rip every body hair off his tight, huge physique until he was as naked as the day he was born.
When röyd flipped over onto his back, his cock was huge, throbbing and dripping precum The cock ring held it straight up to the delight of the observers. The masseur gave röyd a sensual warm oil rubdown from neck to toes, paying particular attention the muscle head's balls and of course his rigid prick. SIR asked the masseur to bring röyd to the brink a few times; but not to let him ejaculate. röyd was writhing in an erotic agony that only being brought to the brink of ejaculation over and over without release can produce. When the masseur was satisfied that röyd was sufficiently aroused for his frontal waxing, he began with his feet, ankles and legs. By the time the muscular masseur got up to röyd's thighs the muscle man's once ragging hard-on was at half mast. Still pointing skyward; but now with an beautiful arc in the middle which allowed the precum dripping out of his urethra to fall onto his nut-sack. The sight was a masculine joy. Next came the arm pits and then the chest - the masseur paused at each nipple to tease it, twist it and pull it - the effect was immediate and röyd's cock was a vein-popping, throbbing erection once again. Just in time to have every hair yanked off the cock shaft and ripped off the scrotum. röyd chanted a noisy mixture of manly arousal and excruciating pleasure.
When the masseur had finished with the full body waxing and röyd was a smooth as a baby's ass; the masseur rubbed a special oil into röyd's skin to close the pores and moisturize his skin. It left a slick sheen on the bodybuilder's huge physique that set off every muscle which now was displayed without the interruption of body hair. röyd looked magnificent and he felt it. SIR told röyd to relax while he and his guests went in for dinner. röyd climbed up into a oversized chair by the window and let the sensations of the last few hours wash over him like a warm stream. He was content. His manhood accentuated and his strength somehow regenerated.
SIR and his guests returned to the Sun Room after their light supper. They all had brandies and those who enjoyed the habit were smoking one of SIR's fine cigars. The room still had a lingering aroma of male sweat, scented oil and just smelled like feral man sex. Combined with the brandy aroma and cigar smoke wafting throughout the room - it was a very masculine domain. The men arranged themselves around the room in SIR's comfortable leather chairs while SIR went over to röyd and pinched his left tit lightly to snap him back into reality. "Let's see the results, boy - get up off your ass and display yourself for us" SIR said with authority. röyd hoisted himself out of the chair into an upright position. He could get a look at himself in SIR's full length mirror at the other end of the room. Fantastic! Fucking Fantastic! röyd thought. He walked over to the mirror and looked at his freshly waxed body from all angles. The gentleman in their chairs were transfixed watching this magnificent bodybuilder examining his own body in the mirror. Like Narcissus in the pond. röyd flexed, stretched, bent and felt every inch of his skin. It was like silk, exquisite Chinese silk. Every muscle was set off and accentuated by the oil rubdown the masseur had given him. röyd looked exceptional! Just then, the masseur came in to inspect his handiwork and felt röyd's body from head to toe. There were a few hairs that escaped his grasp earlier so the masseur had a few strips of pre basted cotton that he used to pluck out the renegade hairs. röyd's full body wax was now complete. He hugged the masseur and thanked him. The sight of the two naked bodybuilders embracing, chest to chest, belly to belly, naked hide to naked hide was erotic to say the least. The two muscle men enjoyed it as much as did SIR and his guests.
röyd spun around and proceeded to exhibit himself for over half an hour to SIR's guests. He let each man feel him as much as the man wanted - wherever he wanted - however he wanted. röyd's head was swimming in the sensations flowing through his psyche and libido. He never felt so powerful or so vulnerable. These men were awestruck at his physical perfection yet he was getting off letting any one of these physically ordinary men feel him or pose him in any way they wanted. It was a rush of emotions. He remembered what SIR had always told him in situations like this: "just go with the flow. Feel it - don't analyze it." He felt it and it felt awesome.
The remainder of the evening was spent with SIR and his guests enjoying röyd's body. Feeling it, admiring it, posing it! röyd enjoyed wrestling and did a few bridges for the guests - they put their drinks on his belly and flicked their cigar ashes on his crotch, abs and pecs. All in good fun. röyd was enjoying this first evening. That joy would probably not last.
Once the guests left, SIR took röyd into his bedroom and bound him on a bondage table for the night. röyd was on his back and had his cock and balls tightly tied and stretched up to the ceiling where the rope was tied off to an eye hook in the ceiling. His arms legs and torso were restrained by a hank of black rope that was securely but not tightly tied off to eye hooks placed around the edge of the table. The hairless bodybuilder would be comfortable, vulnerable and secured for the night. SIR stripped down and got into his bed to read for a while before turning out the lights and going to sleep.
röyd had learned how to rest and even sleep deeply in stressful restraint positions. SIR had taught him that. He didn't know how long he had been asleep; but he felt the sharp slap to his stretched out nuts and was jolted back into consciousness by the biting sharp pain traveling though his scrotum. He groaned himself awake. SIR was looking down at him, shinning a light in his face. It was still dark. With the deftness that comes from years of experience, SIR quickly undid röyd's rope bondage and released his cock and balls from the stretched burden. "Get up and follow me," SIR ordered. röyd slid off the table and bare feet slapping on the wood floors, followed SIR.
SIR took röyd out into his 6 acre back yard. SIR told röyd that he wanted him to execute 100 spread eagle pushups followed by 100 jumping jacks and then 50 dolphin kicks. He wanted the colossal bodybuilder to work up a sweat In no time flat, the sweat was dripping off röyd's hairless physique and as he finished off the dolphin kicks he was wet with sweat. It felt sexy and oddly arousing in the pre-dawn coolness. SIR told him to catch his breath.
"Bend over and grab your ankles, muscle head," SIR ordered. röyd complied and SIR then smeared some lube onto his fingers and started to slowly stroke röyd's freshly waxed ass crack. Little by little, up and down the crack feeling the warm velvety feel of the muscular ass cheeks on either side. Exploring the anus by tickling around the hole and leisurely messaging the entrance. SIR gently fingered some lube into röyd's hairless hole and then very slowly; but with authority, finger fucked the huge specimen bent over in front of him. This intimate manly manipulation was driving röyd nuts. He was moaning and groaning lost in the depths of an a****l rut when SIR slipped a medium sized stainless steel butt plug into the anal cavity. röyd grunted acknowledging the intrusion; but took the insertion with no trouble. He'd had much bigger items up his ass.
SIR also had a leather strap that bound röyd's biceps behind his back. SIR put his foot into the muscular back and pulled the strap tight. The result was that röyd's arms were pinned behind his back and his pecs were stretched tight and high. He told röyd that he wanted him to jog around the back yard until he told him to stop and to jog at a fast pace. To help him find his way around the yard, SIR put a flashlight into röyd's mouth. röyd started jogging around the yard, stumbling over twigs and trying his best to see a few feet in front of him The flashlight didn't help much as it was bouncing up and down with every stride he took. He could barely make out his footfalls with accuracy and found stones or twigs impeding his lackadaisical pace. The sweat was rolling off him in drops by the time SIR called him over as he finished his third circuit. "Too slow big boy," SIR commented "you need some incentive," he said as he snapped two tit clamps onto röyd's hard nipples already stretched taut by the binding strap around his biceps. röyd groaned as the hard rubber tips of the clamps bit into the hard meat filled with blood feeding the nerve endings that objected strongly to this pinching pressure. "If you motivate yourself to pick up the pace, I'll take them off - now get moving muscle boy", SIR said as röyd trotted off at a quicker pace.
Now every footfall jiggled the tit clamps making them bounce on the ends of his nipples. They ached and were aroused at the same time; but röyd was motivating around that backyard. The tit clamps had another effect - they aroused röyd's sleepy penis to full erection. Now it too bounced up and down as his bare feet hit the ground on each stride. It was an incredible turn on -- arms pinioned to his back - clamps on his tits - naked as a jaybird, sweating like a pig and now sporting a woody of mammoth proportions. The tit clamps burned; but they were more erotic than painful. It felt like two rods piercing through his tits pushing them out - holding them tight. His mind was analytical; but at this moment he was overcome by the sensations. He just felt his body reacting. By the time he finished 3 more circuits, his cock was dripping long strands of precum and his tits felt like they were jerking him off. He was on the edge. "Well you didn't even stop to have me remove those clamps - boy - it looks like they did the job", SIR chuckled pointing at the enormous erection.
SIR took the flashlight out of röyd's mouth and released the strap binding his arms behind his back. SIR told röyd to bend over and then reached down and pulled the butt plug out with a pop. The tit clamps were next. As SIR released them slowly, the blood rushed back into the crushed nubs filling every nerve ending with renewed and aggravated energy. röyd yelped out; but otherwise held the sensations inside. His dick jerked violently; but did not erupt - that would come later.
SIR took röyd over to one side of his back patio. He told the naked, sweat drenched bodybuilder to spread himself wide and clasp his hands behind his head. With little warning, SIR turned on his garden hose and proceeded to hose down the muscular man in front of him. röyd rubbed the chilly water over his muscle sculpted figure - it felt good, rejuvenating. SIR played a little with the hose - sending a moderately strong stream of water up the bodybuilders ass hole - letting röyd evacuate in a bucket until the stream ran clear. Next SIR positioned a strong stream on röyd's pecs and tits - the water bounced off the tight flesh and hard nubs like bullets off Superman's chest. The cock and balls were another story. SIR had röyd dancing around in no time flat as he aimed the stream from the hose onto the sensitive erection and tightly packed scrotum. SIR lingered for almost 20 minutes hosing röyd down. They both enjoyed the sensations. As the sun rose, SIR took röyd into the house so the bodybuilder could make breakfast.
Breakfast was clean and easy: egg white omelet with cheese, fillet mignon, fresh fruit, toast, coffee. SIR put röyd's portions in a stainless steel dog bowl which he placed beside the table at his feet. Initially, röyd had some problems eating out of a bowl like a dog; but now he just let go and felt his pure a****l nature come through, He had a collar around his neck and SIR would pat him on the head and scratch him behind his ears and on his neck - it felt great and although he still had a problem with other men seeing him eat a meal like this - when he was alone with SIR - it was a release that he thoroughly enjoyed. SIR's enjoyment came with his coffee service. He would tease röyd into a burning erection and then have the muscle head masturbate until he shot a load of hot bodybuilder cum into his coffee. SIR called it his private reserve coffee creamer. The massive hulk could shot huge loads so SIR would have a glass handy to catch the overflow. He'd add milk to the bodybuilder cum, stir it with a spoon and let röyd drink it down - an excellent protein drink. röyd would then stir SIR's hot coffee with his still hard dick - that was an amazing feeling. His prick was still aroused and the nerve endings still sensitive from the ejaculation and now being dipped into a hot liquid really sent waves of intense pleasure through his loins. Both men enjoyed breakfast.
After breakfast, SIR took röyd into the backyard for some Landscaping work in the heat and humidity of summer in Brisbane. There were 15 bags of mulch that needed to be hauled into the yard, spread and raked in. Cutting the grass and raking. Trimming the palms and hedges and digging a drainage ditch along one side of the house. About 4 hours of work in the hot sun. röyd would work bareass naked with only boots, work gloves, a steel neck chain and plenty of sunscreen to protect his freshly waxed skin. SIR came out periodically to hose the work horse down and when he needed motivation, a cat o'nine tails found sensitive areas to make an impression. röyd worked all morning and into the early afternoon. SIR gave him 2 rest periods of 10 minutes and a dozen water breaks. Between the bottled water and hose downs - röyd stayed hydrated; but the heat, humidity and hard work did have an effect on the bodybuilder. By the time SIR called a halt to the detail, röyd was spent. He was soaking wet with sweat, grimy from the dust and dirt and generally pretty gnarly. The hose came in handy and SIR let röyd use some soap and a hard sponge to get himself clean.
röyd was taken into the house and into SIR's dungeon. SIR locked röyd in a cage for a rest period. röyd enjoyed these times alone in restricted space. The cage was larger than most but still required röyd to squat not stand and he could not stretch out. This quiet time gave röyd a feeling of release. He had nothing to worry about, his size and power could guarantee that there would be nothing he could not physically handle. His only concerns during these visits was his difficulty in being humiliated just for the sake of humiliation. He did not spend all that time in the gym, suffer all those pains that only bodybuilders really understand - to have it ridiculed. He had confidence in himself and also had gained confidence in SIR, that he would not be "hung out to dry." röyd had come a long way in the 10 years he had been allowing SIR to take over control of his actions for these 3 days. He had come to not just enjoy these challenging days; but actually crave them.
Two hours later it was time for some cocktails and also time to bring röyd out to "play." röyd made SIR a Bourbon and water and then stood by for further instructions. There was a knock at the door and röyd strode over to answer it. Four of SIR's friends were here for a special cocktail hour entertainment. In the back of the men, stripped naked and being dragged forward by a leash attached to a golden PA piercing his cock head was MARKUS RUEHL. röyd had met MARKUS once before. He was a huge bodybuilder that was also an accomplished wrestler. röyd knew what was in store for him, he was going to wrestle MARKUS for the amusement and pleasure of SIR and his friends.
The two huge musclemen were taken into the Sun Room where they were each displayed in static displays where the gentlemen could see and prod them. röyd was put into a black leather jock, strict leather hood and wrist and ankle restraints all chained to a frame which allowed his movement so he could flex his muscles and respond to the numerous prods on his body. MARKUS was placed in a cage that held him by the neck upright. He was wearing a full body shackle that allowed limited movement. The gentlemen enjoyed drinks and cigars as the two huge muscle freaks faced each other and hurled taunts at one another. It was a good start to an afternoon of muscular exertion and glorification. The two gladiators were released and taken into SIR private gym where they were stripped down and set upon each other. This was a no holds barred match. No rest periods. The match would continue until submission.
Both combatants were in excellent physical condition. röyd had been weakened a little by his hard labor in SIR's garden that morning; but that did not significantly affect how the two huge muscle heads went at each other. Crotch shots, slaps, punches, pinching, twisting, biting - it was all good. Grunts, yelps and shouts came out of the two combatants. The two Herculean gladiators went at each other for over 45 minutes. The end was quick. MARKUS got röyd on his back, grabbed a handful of his nuts and sat his sweaty ass right on röyd's head. He twisted röyd's nuts until he screamed out in agony. Opening his mouth röyd got a mouthful of MARKUS' ass cheeks. He couldn't breath - his nose was trapped in MARKUS' sweaty crack and his mouth was full of muscle man ass cheeks. röyd tapped out. He looked up and saw MARKUS grinning down at him - the price for failure would be painful.
röyd was ordered to bend over so his anus was viewable by all the men gathered around congratulating MARKUS. He stayed in that position until MARKUS had been eagerly and completely congratulated on his victory. He went over to röyd and slapped his two exposed ass cheeks hard. Two red had imprints emerged from the hard hits. MARKUS leaned over and whispered in röyd's ear - "That's my brand on your ass, bitch - you're mine to play with until I'm satisfied - now get on all fours, muscle toy!"
röyd could feel the heat rising in his face. He knew his naked, hairless hide was starting to glow red - and not just on his ass cheeks. He had lost - that was embarrassing enough; but what was to follow was humiliation that he would have a difficult time contending with. MARKUS was anal focused - he liked to play with a man's ass and he wasn't gentle. MARKUS had röyd restrained butt up on his shoulders so he could enjoy the sight of the huge bodybuilder's ass exposed to his appetites.
Over the next hour, röyd endured dildo after dildo being rammed up his ass chute. Fat black butt plugs were seated and röyd was compelled to duck walk around the room displaying his shame while stretching his ass. Finally MARKUS greased up his hand and forearm and pushed it up into röyd's already tortured hole. röyd screamed out at the intrusion but took the fisting like the athlete he was. It was a challenge and he was a strong man. He took it like the muscle man he was. SIR and his friends and even MARKUS was impressed with röyd's stamina and masculine grace under pressure.
röyd had his head bowed, looking at the floor, hand behind the small of his back. SIR brought röyd over closer to his chair and then put him in a stress position of a modified wrestler's bridge so that he could use the big guy's belly as a cocktail table. SIR liked to put röyd in this position because it placed all of the muscle head's body at his disposal. He could play with the tits, balance his cold drink on the belly while slapping the nuts or fingering his hole and there was always that mammoth cock to play with. Through practice röyd was able to stay in this position for about half an hour - plenty of time for a good drink and some erotic play with an enormous muscle toy.
After SIR enjoyed his cocktail and playing with his cocktail table, he had röyd do some stress posing for him. röyd went through the poses that SIR had taught him and held each one of them until SIR released him. SIR enjoyed posing him in these stress poses because it showed off all his effort. His body was his canvas and this private exhibition was an empowering session for röyd.
For the remainder of the evening, SIR posed röyd in different positions admiring his incredible musculature. SIR would direct exercises in stress positions in order to observe how röyd's muscles moved under his skin. The display was breath taking. röyd was huge, strong and took great personal pleasure showing himself off. The massive muscle man particularly enjoyed exhibiting himself in the various muscle gear SIR always had around for him. He got off arousing himself, stretching, flexing every muscle while being displayed in the very erotic gear that was made especially to stimulate and show off a muscular man.
As the evening wore on, SIR spiced up the proceedings by incorporating some objects into röyd's stress position posing. First SIR had röyd present his ass to him while he messaged some anal lube into röyd's hole. On the table next to SIR was an assortment of butt plugs of varying sizes. He started with the smallest, inserting it into röyd's hole and then had him push out 100 push ups. SIR replaced the plugs with bigger and bigger models until röyd's anal cavity was stretched wide and his ability to take the intrusion was being tested to his upper limit. Still, röyd took great pride in displaying his strength and stamina to his sponsor and friend. It felt particularly manly to display a huge black plug up your ass by bending over in a stress position and holding it until SIR was satisfied with the exhibition.
After the plugs, SIR brought out two different pairs of tit clamps for röyd to show off and exercise his meaty nipples. To accentuate the show, SIR had röyd pull on a tight rubber hood with small eye slits and nose holes. It was confining and very sensual. The first pair of tit clamps that SIR applied was a plain pair of steel clamps that pinched röyd's nipples. There was a chain dangling between the clamps which had the effect of moving the clamps slightly whenever röyd moved, breathed or flexed his pecs. It caused an arousing sensation in his tits. Every breath manipulated his nipples in an erotic manner. The effect on his sex drive was immediate. röyd's cock stood straight out, stretching the soft rubber cock ring that had been embracing his cock and balls since he arrived. SIR had röyd stand for half an hour with his arms to his sides watching his chest raise and fall with each breath and observing the effect on the naked muscle man's hairless erection. From time to time SIR would direct röyd to flex his pecs or bend over at the waist so that the effect of the chain was even more pronounced. The result was that röyd's cock was throbbing in dry contractions. Long strands of glistening precum stretched from the tip of röyd's urethra down past his knees before breaking off and landing on the floor between his feet.
SIR held the most challenging pair of tit clamps for last. These little babies were alligator clips attached to a rod that held up to 10 small magnetic discs each weighing an ounce. The effect of adding the weight made the alligator teeth bit deeper and deeper into a man's tits. There was an added sadistic benefit in that if one of the disc's was held with the polarity reversed and brought up to the other discs dangling from a pair of tortured nipples, that disc would cause the other discs to twist away resulting in a dance that was really agonizing. röyd knew what he was in for; but with masculine confidence the pumped up muscle head presented his chest to SIR to have the nasty devices applied to his already aroused and tender nipples.
The sharp steel alligator teeth bit down into the hard muscle nipple. röyd threw back his head and groaned as SIR snapped the second clamp onto röyd's other tit. The agony was instant and considerable. röyd shut his eyes tight and let out a deep growl acknowledging the considerable pain shooting through his pecs. Like hot pokers applied to his nipples, the clamps bit down into raw, sensitive tit flesh and set his pecs on fire. There was only one disc dangling from the end of each clamp - 1 oz that felt like 10 lbs to röyd's tormented tits. SIR had röyd stand a parade rest with his arms behind his back. The bodybuilder stood there dropping his chest to ease the agony. röyd could feel sweat streaming from his hairless pits down his ribs and over his thighs. He let himself drift into that headspace that bodybuilders know when they hit a wall in training. Take the pain into yourself, feed off it, make it fuel your stamina, feed your will. SIR told röyd to jiggle his pecs, he complied and the effect was electric. His tits were now in an arousal state that only a few men can imagine. His cock was rigid and flexing with each pec flex. The erotic reverie was intense and illogical. How could this severe agony in his nipples produce such a huge rush of sexual energy. A rush that had his cock hard and flexing uncontrollably.
SIR played with röyd for another hour, adding weight discs to the clamps feasting on his nipples. He also played with the reverse polarity of the magnetic discs to make the whole tit clamp mechanism dance wildly on röyd's chest. The result was a harsh twisting and pulling on röyd's ravished tits. The bodybuilder's cock maintained a rock hard erection throughout the session. röyd knew how to please both himself and the man who was using him. It was a symbiotic association and both men fed off it to their own personal stimulation and satisfaction.
When SIR was satisfied with röyd's workout - he removed the tit clamps gently and slowly massaged the tormented nipples until they were standing straight out and back to normal. röyd groaned and moaned at SIR's astute touch. His cock was twitching and throbbing at every touch - the precum leak had not subsided and was now very strong. SIR moved over to röyd and started to lick and suck on the huge muscle man's tits. röyd flexed his pecs and offered his nipples to SIR to feast on. While he was sucking on röyd's tits, SIR's hand was working the huge erection - slowly masturbating the bodybuilder to a climax. röyd flexed his knees and thrust his pelvis forward in an attempt to help SIR to get a good grip on his sex tool. SIR knew how to work this muscle toy and took great pleasure hearing the moans of sexual pleasure coming from the bodybuilder in his grasp.
It didn't take too long for röyd to reach the edge of an orgasm; but SIR caught the sign just in time. He slapped röyd's nuts hard and bit down on one of his tits. röyd pulled back and sucked in a big breath. He knew how SIR enjoyed holding him off and it actually got him even more excited. SIR brought röyd to the edge twice more, each time interrupting the sexual frenzy of the muscular behemoth with a hard slap to the nuts. Finally SIR brought röyd to full orgasm. It was a huge sexual release. röyd's cock contracted in a tight spasm over and over again pushing white strands of potent muscle man sperm erupting from the tip of his dick. SIR caught most of it in a glass and then sucked down on the heaving muscle head's tender cock to draw out ever last drop of the intoxicating liquid. röyd was moaning and shivering in the last throes of his enormous orgasm. When the last drop of muscle cum had been drawn from his exhausted body, röyd slumped down on one knee and then finally collapsed on the floor at SIR's feet.
SIR went off to the kitchen and filled the glass with röyd's sperm splattered inside with cold milk. After stirring it, he returned to the worn out bodybuilder and gave it to him to drink down. röyd devoured the liquid. He liked the taste of his own cum and this batch was produced by powerful forces. It tasted great. After a rest period of an hour when röyd just laid at SIR's feet serving as a foot rest while SIR read his newspaper - SIR prodded him up and took him into the garage where a rusty old set of free weights served as röyd's forced exercise equipment.
SIR watched as röyd pushed out a series of exercises. Every exercise executed with just one rep to exhaustion. Then the next exercise. 12 different exercises in all. Each one executed with only one rep and done to exhaustion of that muscle group. The process took almost two hours to complete. SIR allowed röyd to relax in between exercises so that he could recoup. Even so, the naked, hairless bodybuilder was dripping sweat and totally exhausted at the conclusion. SIR took röyd out onto the back patio and hosed him down. It was late and the cool evening sea breeze dried röyd's slick skin while SIR relaxed on a chaise.
röyd was tied spread eagle to the guest bed and left to rest and sleep if he could. He would be flying home early the next day; but he was sure that he would be interrupted during the early morning hours when SIR came in for his sexual release. röyd enjoyed these hours. He enjoyed these visits.
Early the next morning, SIR came in and released röyd. He took him into his dungeon to meet one final challenge. röyd was told to do a handstand - when up in position, röyd's ankles were tied and his legs spread wide apart. His balls were then secured and stretched out hard by a bungee chord attached to the ceiling. SIR then took out a bundle of canes tied together. He flogged röyd for the better part of half an hour until the bodybuilder's physique was glowing red from his neck to his butt cheeks.
After the canning, SIR would put röyd into a g-string, muscle tank and flips and drive the muscle stud down to the local nude beach so that they could enjoy a day enjoying the Australian summer sun. röyd's reddened back was a topic for discussion and he really enjoyed telling it like it is. The proud muscle head never made up stories; but came right out with the fact that he had just been flogged and was proud to display the results. röyd's nude physique was a focus point on the beach and he showed himself off with pride and pleasure.
The two men spent a great day at the beach. It was a perfect way to conclude röyd's summer stay. That afternoon, SIR took röyd to one of Brisbane's hot bars where he exhibited the muscle toy in a tight pair of leather shorts, chain harness encircling his substantial chest and the leather collar röyd had worn his first night. He got a lot of free drink offers and had his tits pinched and pulled by just about every patron in the bar. At 6:30 röyd and SIR drove back home, where SIR hosed his muscle boy down and then laid out a jock, shorts, white sports shirt and sneakers for röyd to put on. He took the colossal hunk out for a very fine dinner at one of the area's most popular restaurant. They sat upstairs on an outside deck with an unimpeded view of the City. It was cool and peaceful. After dinner, the two men returned to SIR's residence. SIR went out onto the back patio while röyd went into the guest bedroom and stripped down. After fixing his sponsor a brandy on the rocks and fetching one of his cigars from the humidor, röyd joined SIR on the patio.
SIR took in the naked muscular specimen of manhood relaxing next to him. SIR asked his companion if he needed anything. röyd said he would enjoy a big bowl of ice cream. SIR told his muscular companion to go in and get what he wanted. röyd returned with a huge bowl of ice cream. SIR smiled at röyd and said, "Don't you think that needs a nice topping to finish it off?" röyd knew what SIR had in mind and immediately stood up - started working his cock until it was rock hard and proceeded to masturbate until he reached a huge orgasm. The quivering muscle guy shot stream after stream of muscle man jism onto the top of his ice cream. A protein topping. röyd gobbled it down to the last drop.
After a good night's sleep and a fantastic al fresco breakfast, SIR dropped his muscle toy off at the airport. röyd would remember this visit as he flew home. The heat and discomfort he still felt on his back underscored the challenges he had met and triumphed over during this visit. It seemed to give him an empowerment for his manhood that nothing else could. He was already looking forward to SIR's next call.
Whatever röyd had requested over the past 10 years had been given without hesitation. Gym memberships, personal trainers, supplements, steroids, medical and physical supervision. It had all produced an exceptional specimen of male muscular development. röyd was not into contests so he did not go on the mass versus definition roller coaster that many of his gym buddies endured. He spent all his attention and time sculpting every inch of his 5'8", 275 lb. body to perfection. röyd took an extreme attitude when it came to constructing his body. Every muscle group was symmetrical and developed to its peak perfection. He was a walking Greek statue. All made possible by the sponsorship of SIR.
SIR had stipulated röyd's visits be 3 times a year. Once in the Spring and once in the height of Summer, were standard 3 day visits every year - SIR also had the privilege of calling for a visit anytime he chose giving röyd 5 days prior notice. That visit could be for 2 to 10 days and was usually spent on vacations, travel or some other special event that SIR wanted to share with röyd. The 3 day visits were normally spent at the SIR's home where röyd could be used in any manner SIR desired.
It was mid Summer and röyd had received only one instruction from SIR on how he was to prep for his visit. He was to let all his body hair grow out - no shaving or clipping. röyd knew what that meant. SIR had planned a painful full body waxing for him to start off the festivities. röyd knew the drill. He didn't take a suitcase, everything that would be needed was already at SIR's residence. His traveling cloths were always the same. Subdued, conservative, revealing in an understated way: black swimmers jock strap, cargo pants, clean polo, white ankle socks and sneakers. The only thing that set the muscle head off from his fellow travelers was his obviously chemically enhanced muscular physique.
The 3:15 pm flight was uneventful and touched down on schedule. röyd walked out to the pick up area and waited for the white van to pull up. It was hot and humid as usual this time of year in Brisbane. The bodybuilder was starting to sweat. It felt good. The body's lube. röyd smiled and noticed the white van coming around the corner.
The vehicle pulled up in front of him. röyd stepped off the curb and slid the side panel door open - he was always to get into the back. SIR was driving. He greeted him then directed the huge muscleman to strip down and put on the gear located on back seat. As SIR turned back facing front and pulled out of the airport, röyd balanced himself as best he could while stripping off his traveling clothes and donning the gear that had been indicated. There was a soft rubber cock ring that when in place was very tight and really uplifted his cock and balls forcing them out front and high. Next röyd fastened a wide black leather collar around his massive neck. It had rings around the outside. Next was the hood. It was rubber and resembled a dog. It was heavy duty and if he hadn't been sweating like a naked pig by now he wouldn't have been able to force it over his head. With some trouble, röyd got the hood in place. There was a steel leash which röyd attached to one of the rings on the collar. He was not properly displayed. Sweating from the heat and his exertion in the back of the van, röyd knelt down on all fours and struggled to keep balance for the remainder of the 20 minute ride.
The van pulled into the driveway and stopped. SIR walked around to the side door and pulled it open. The rush of hot air felt good on röyd's naked and now sweat soaked hide. "Get out." SIR ordered. röyd stepped out of the van into SIR's side yard. SIR took hold of the leash and led röyd into the back yard. There were six men waiting for them. Having drinks and chatting. The leash attached to röyd's collar was locked to a post and the mammoth bodybuilder was left on display and SIR went over to the bar and poured himself a bourbon and water. "Take a closer look, gentleman. The sweat accentuates his musculature and the hair underscores his masculinity, don't you think?" SIR said.
For the next half hour or so, the men examined röyd from head to toe. They had him flex out his substantial muscles and pose in provocative positions. All while chained to the post. The men rubbed his nipples, cock and balls with their frosty glasses and one of them even slipped an ice cube up the muscle head's substantial ass. The bodybuilder submitted to the attention feeling flattered and proud that he could put on such a nice show for these gents. SIR finally came over, unlocked the leash from the post and led röyd and the male guests into the Sun Room. The cool air felt good on röyd's naked wet hide. There was a message table at one end of the room with comfortable chairs arranged around in a semi-circle.
SIR took röyd to the table, undid the leash, the collar and pulled off the hood. röyd breathed in a full lung of air expanding his enormous pecs till his tits looked like they would explode off his chest. SIR directed röyd to a small hassock in front of the message table. He told röyd to get up on the hassock and flex out a routine that would highlight his front and back muscles to their best advantage. Ever the exhibitionist, röyd stepped up onto the hassock giving all the men an great view of his ass and monumental back.
After the posing routine, röyd was directed to lay face down on the message table. A man who was also obviously a bodybuilder came in stripped down to a white provocative jock and began to message röyd with warm oil. There was no transition from the warm oil to the sticky sugar concoction that the stripped down professional masseur smeared on the twin mounds of röyd's ass. Strips of cotton where pressed into the ass cheeks and aggressively pulled off taking every hair on röyd's ass with them. With the speed and ability that comes from years of practicing one's trade, the nearly naked masseur waxed and ripped out every hair on röyd's back from his neck to his heels. There were cheers from the male observers when the particularly sensitive area of röyd's ass crack was stripped clean of anal hairs. Both the sound of the strips of cotton tearing out the delicate hairs and röyd's yelps of pain brought delight to the guests as well as to SIR. The meaty bodybuilder laid as still as he could on the message table allowing the agonizing manipulations to totally rip every body hair off his tight, huge physique until he was as naked as the day he was born.
When röyd flipped over onto his back, his cock was huge, throbbing and dripping precum The cock ring held it straight up to the delight of the observers. The masseur gave röyd a sensual warm oil rubdown from neck to toes, paying particular attention the muscle head's balls and of course his rigid prick. SIR asked the masseur to bring röyd to the brink a few times; but not to let him ejaculate. röyd was writhing in an erotic agony that only being brought to the brink of ejaculation over and over without release can produce. When the masseur was satisfied that röyd was sufficiently aroused for his frontal waxing, he began with his feet, ankles and legs. By the time the muscular masseur got up to röyd's thighs the muscle man's once ragging hard-on was at half mast. Still pointing skyward; but now with an beautiful arc in the middle which allowed the precum dripping out of his urethra to fall onto his nut-sack. The sight was a masculine joy. Next came the arm pits and then the chest - the masseur paused at each nipple to tease it, twist it and pull it - the effect was immediate and röyd's cock was a vein-popping, throbbing erection once again. Just in time to have every hair yanked off the cock shaft and ripped off the scrotum. röyd chanted a noisy mixture of manly arousal and excruciating pleasure.
When the masseur had finished with the full body waxing and röyd was a smooth as a baby's ass; the masseur rubbed a special oil into röyd's skin to close the pores and moisturize his skin. It left a slick sheen on the bodybuilder's huge physique that set off every muscle which now was displayed without the interruption of body hair. röyd looked magnificent and he felt it. SIR told röyd to relax while he and his guests went in for dinner. röyd climbed up into a oversized chair by the window and let the sensations of the last few hours wash over him like a warm stream. He was content. His manhood accentuated and his strength somehow regenerated.
SIR and his guests returned to the Sun Room after their light supper. They all had brandies and those who enjoyed the habit were smoking one of SIR's fine cigars. The room still had a lingering aroma of male sweat, scented oil and just smelled like feral man sex. Combined with the brandy aroma and cigar smoke wafting throughout the room - it was a very masculine domain. The men arranged themselves around the room in SIR's comfortable leather chairs while SIR went over to röyd and pinched his left tit lightly to snap him back into reality. "Let's see the results, boy - get up off your ass and display yourself for us" SIR said with authority. röyd hoisted himself out of the chair into an upright position. He could get a look at himself in SIR's full length mirror at the other end of the room. Fantastic! Fucking Fantastic! röyd thought. He walked over to the mirror and looked at his freshly waxed body from all angles. The gentleman in their chairs were transfixed watching this magnificent bodybuilder examining his own body in the mirror. Like Narcissus in the pond. röyd flexed, stretched, bent and felt every inch of his skin. It was like silk, exquisite Chinese silk. Every muscle was set off and accentuated by the oil rubdown the masseur had given him. röyd looked exceptional! Just then, the masseur came in to inspect his handiwork and felt röyd's body from head to toe. There were a few hairs that escaped his grasp earlier so the masseur had a few strips of pre basted cotton that he used to pluck out the renegade hairs. röyd's full body wax was now complete. He hugged the masseur and thanked him. The sight of the two naked bodybuilders embracing, chest to chest, belly to belly, naked hide to naked hide was erotic to say the least. The two muscle men enjoyed it as much as did SIR and his guests.
röyd spun around and proceeded to exhibit himself for over half an hour to SIR's guests. He let each man feel him as much as the man wanted - wherever he wanted - however he wanted. röyd's head was swimming in the sensations flowing through his psyche and libido. He never felt so powerful or so vulnerable. These men were awestruck at his physical perfection yet he was getting off letting any one of these physically ordinary men feel him or pose him in any way they wanted. It was a rush of emotions. He remembered what SIR had always told him in situations like this: "just go with the flow. Feel it - don't analyze it." He felt it and it felt awesome.
The remainder of the evening was spent with SIR and his guests enjoying röyd's body. Feeling it, admiring it, posing it! röyd enjoyed wrestling and did a few bridges for the guests - they put their drinks on his belly and flicked their cigar ashes on his crotch, abs and pecs. All in good fun. röyd was enjoying this first evening. That joy would probably not last.
Once the guests left, SIR took röyd into his bedroom and bound him on a bondage table for the night. röyd was on his back and had his cock and balls tightly tied and stretched up to the ceiling where the rope was tied off to an eye hook in the ceiling. His arms legs and torso were restrained by a hank of black rope that was securely but not tightly tied off to eye hooks placed around the edge of the table. The hairless bodybuilder would be comfortable, vulnerable and secured for the night. SIR stripped down and got into his bed to read for a while before turning out the lights and going to sleep.
röyd had learned how to rest and even sleep deeply in stressful restraint positions. SIR had taught him that. He didn't know how long he had been asleep; but he felt the sharp slap to his stretched out nuts and was jolted back into consciousness by the biting sharp pain traveling though his scrotum. He groaned himself awake. SIR was looking down at him, shinning a light in his face. It was still dark. With the deftness that comes from years of experience, SIR quickly undid röyd's rope bondage and released his cock and balls from the stretched burden. "Get up and follow me," SIR ordered. röyd slid off the table and bare feet slapping on the wood floors, followed SIR.
SIR took röyd out into his 6 acre back yard. SIR told röyd that he wanted him to execute 100 spread eagle pushups followed by 100 jumping jacks and then 50 dolphin kicks. He wanted the colossal bodybuilder to work up a sweat In no time flat, the sweat was dripping off röyd's hairless physique and as he finished off the dolphin kicks he was wet with sweat. It felt sexy and oddly arousing in the pre-dawn coolness. SIR told him to catch his breath.
"Bend over and grab your ankles, muscle head," SIR ordered. röyd complied and SIR then smeared some lube onto his fingers and started to slowly stroke röyd's freshly waxed ass crack. Little by little, up and down the crack feeling the warm velvety feel of the muscular ass cheeks on either side. Exploring the anus by tickling around the hole and leisurely messaging the entrance. SIR gently fingered some lube into röyd's hairless hole and then very slowly; but with authority, finger fucked the huge specimen bent over in front of him. This intimate manly manipulation was driving röyd nuts. He was moaning and groaning lost in the depths of an a****l rut when SIR slipped a medium sized stainless steel butt plug into the anal cavity. röyd grunted acknowledging the intrusion; but took the insertion with no trouble. He'd had much bigger items up his ass.
SIR also had a leather strap that bound röyd's biceps behind his back. SIR put his foot into the muscular back and pulled the strap tight. The result was that röyd's arms were pinned behind his back and his pecs were stretched tight and high. He told röyd that he wanted him to jog around the back yard until he told him to stop and to jog at a fast pace. To help him find his way around the yard, SIR put a flashlight into röyd's mouth. röyd started jogging around the yard, stumbling over twigs and trying his best to see a few feet in front of him The flashlight didn't help much as it was bouncing up and down with every stride he took. He could barely make out his footfalls with accuracy and found stones or twigs impeding his lackadaisical pace. The sweat was rolling off him in drops by the time SIR called him over as he finished his third circuit. "Too slow big boy," SIR commented "you need some incentive," he said as he snapped two tit clamps onto röyd's hard nipples already stretched taut by the binding strap around his biceps. röyd groaned as the hard rubber tips of the clamps bit into the hard meat filled with blood feeding the nerve endings that objected strongly to this pinching pressure. "If you motivate yourself to pick up the pace, I'll take them off - now get moving muscle boy", SIR said as röyd trotted off at a quicker pace.
Now every footfall jiggled the tit clamps making them bounce on the ends of his nipples. They ached and were aroused at the same time; but röyd was motivating around that backyard. The tit clamps had another effect - they aroused röyd's sleepy penis to full erection. Now it too bounced up and down as his bare feet hit the ground on each stride. It was an incredible turn on -- arms pinioned to his back - clamps on his tits - naked as a jaybird, sweating like a pig and now sporting a woody of mammoth proportions. The tit clamps burned; but they were more erotic than painful. It felt like two rods piercing through his tits pushing them out - holding them tight. His mind was analytical; but at this moment he was overcome by the sensations. He just felt his body reacting. By the time he finished 3 more circuits, his cock was dripping long strands of precum and his tits felt like they were jerking him off. He was on the edge. "Well you didn't even stop to have me remove those clamps - boy - it looks like they did the job", SIR chuckled pointing at the enormous erection.
SIR took the flashlight out of röyd's mouth and released the strap binding his arms behind his back. SIR told röyd to bend over and then reached down and pulled the butt plug out with a pop. The tit clamps were next. As SIR released them slowly, the blood rushed back into the crushed nubs filling every nerve ending with renewed and aggravated energy. röyd yelped out; but otherwise held the sensations inside. His dick jerked violently; but did not erupt - that would come later.
SIR took röyd over to one side of his back patio. He told the naked, sweat drenched bodybuilder to spread himself wide and clasp his hands behind his head. With little warning, SIR turned on his garden hose and proceeded to hose down the muscular man in front of him. röyd rubbed the chilly water over his muscle sculpted figure - it felt good, rejuvenating. SIR played a little with the hose - sending a moderately strong stream of water up the bodybuilders ass hole - letting röyd evacuate in a bucket until the stream ran clear. Next SIR positioned a strong stream on röyd's pecs and tits - the water bounced off the tight flesh and hard nubs like bullets off Superman's chest. The cock and balls were another story. SIR had röyd dancing around in no time flat as he aimed the stream from the hose onto the sensitive erection and tightly packed scrotum. SIR lingered for almost 20 minutes hosing röyd down. They both enjoyed the sensations. As the sun rose, SIR took röyd into the house so the bodybuilder could make breakfast.
Breakfast was clean and easy: egg white omelet with cheese, fillet mignon, fresh fruit, toast, coffee. SIR put röyd's portions in a stainless steel dog bowl which he placed beside the table at his feet. Initially, röyd had some problems eating out of a bowl like a dog; but now he just let go and felt his pure a****l nature come through, He had a collar around his neck and SIR would pat him on the head and scratch him behind his ears and on his neck - it felt great and although he still had a problem with other men seeing him eat a meal like this - when he was alone with SIR - it was a release that he thoroughly enjoyed. SIR's enjoyment came with his coffee service. He would tease röyd into a burning erection and then have the muscle head masturbate until he shot a load of hot bodybuilder cum into his coffee. SIR called it his private reserve coffee creamer. The massive hulk could shot huge loads so SIR would have a glass handy to catch the overflow. He'd add milk to the bodybuilder cum, stir it with a spoon and let röyd drink it down - an excellent protein drink. röyd would then stir SIR's hot coffee with his still hard dick - that was an amazing feeling. His prick was still aroused and the nerve endings still sensitive from the ejaculation and now being dipped into a hot liquid really sent waves of intense pleasure through his loins. Both men enjoyed breakfast.
After breakfast, SIR took röyd into the backyard for some Landscaping work in the heat and humidity of summer in Brisbane. There were 15 bags of mulch that needed to be hauled into the yard, spread and raked in. Cutting the grass and raking. Trimming the palms and hedges and digging a drainage ditch along one side of the house. About 4 hours of work in the hot sun. röyd would work bareass naked with only boots, work gloves, a steel neck chain and plenty of sunscreen to protect his freshly waxed skin. SIR came out periodically to hose the work horse down and when he needed motivation, a cat o'nine tails found sensitive areas to make an impression. röyd worked all morning and into the early afternoon. SIR gave him 2 rest periods of 10 minutes and a dozen water breaks. Between the bottled water and hose downs - röyd stayed hydrated; but the heat, humidity and hard work did have an effect on the bodybuilder. By the time SIR called a halt to the detail, röyd was spent. He was soaking wet with sweat, grimy from the dust and dirt and generally pretty gnarly. The hose came in handy and SIR let röyd use some soap and a hard sponge to get himself clean.
röyd was taken into the house and into SIR's dungeon. SIR locked röyd in a cage for a rest period. röyd enjoyed these times alone in restricted space. The cage was larger than most but still required röyd to squat not stand and he could not stretch out. This quiet time gave röyd a feeling of release. He had nothing to worry about, his size and power could guarantee that there would be nothing he could not physically handle. His only concerns during these visits was his difficulty in being humiliated just for the sake of humiliation. He did not spend all that time in the gym, suffer all those pains that only bodybuilders really understand - to have it ridiculed. He had confidence in himself and also had gained confidence in SIR, that he would not be "hung out to dry." röyd had come a long way in the 10 years he had been allowing SIR to take over control of his actions for these 3 days. He had come to not just enjoy these challenging days; but actually crave them.
Two hours later it was time for some cocktails and also time to bring röyd out to "play." röyd made SIR a Bourbon and water and then stood by for further instructions. There was a knock at the door and röyd strode over to answer it. Four of SIR's friends were here for a special cocktail hour entertainment. In the back of the men, stripped naked and being dragged forward by a leash attached to a golden PA piercing his cock head was MARKUS RUEHL. röyd had met MARKUS once before. He was a huge bodybuilder that was also an accomplished wrestler. röyd knew what was in store for him, he was going to wrestle MARKUS for the amusement and pleasure of SIR and his friends.
The two huge musclemen were taken into the Sun Room where they were each displayed in static displays where the gentlemen could see and prod them. röyd was put into a black leather jock, strict leather hood and wrist and ankle restraints all chained to a frame which allowed his movement so he could flex his muscles and respond to the numerous prods on his body. MARKUS was placed in a cage that held him by the neck upright. He was wearing a full body shackle that allowed limited movement. The gentlemen enjoyed drinks and cigars as the two huge muscle freaks faced each other and hurled taunts at one another. It was a good start to an afternoon of muscular exertion and glorification. The two gladiators were released and taken into SIR private gym where they were stripped down and set upon each other. This was a no holds barred match. No rest periods. The match would continue until submission.
Both combatants were in excellent physical condition. röyd had been weakened a little by his hard labor in SIR's garden that morning; but that did not significantly affect how the two huge muscle heads went at each other. Crotch shots, slaps, punches, pinching, twisting, biting - it was all good. Grunts, yelps and shouts came out of the two combatants. The two Herculean gladiators went at each other for over 45 minutes. The end was quick. MARKUS got röyd on his back, grabbed a handful of his nuts and sat his sweaty ass right on röyd's head. He twisted röyd's nuts until he screamed out in agony. Opening his mouth röyd got a mouthful of MARKUS' ass cheeks. He couldn't breath - his nose was trapped in MARKUS' sweaty crack and his mouth was full of muscle man ass cheeks. röyd tapped out. He looked up and saw MARKUS grinning down at him - the price for failure would be painful.
röyd was ordered to bend over so his anus was viewable by all the men gathered around congratulating MARKUS. He stayed in that position until MARKUS had been eagerly and completely congratulated on his victory. He went over to röyd and slapped his two exposed ass cheeks hard. Two red had imprints emerged from the hard hits. MARKUS leaned over and whispered in röyd's ear - "That's my brand on your ass, bitch - you're mine to play with until I'm satisfied - now get on all fours, muscle toy!"
röyd could feel the heat rising in his face. He knew his naked, hairless hide was starting to glow red - and not just on his ass cheeks. He had lost - that was embarrassing enough; but what was to follow was humiliation that he would have a difficult time contending with. MARKUS was anal focused - he liked to play with a man's ass and he wasn't gentle. MARKUS had röyd restrained butt up on his shoulders so he could enjoy the sight of the huge bodybuilder's ass exposed to his appetites.
Over the next hour, röyd endured dildo after dildo being rammed up his ass chute. Fat black butt plugs were seated and röyd was compelled to duck walk around the room displaying his shame while stretching his ass. Finally MARKUS greased up his hand and forearm and pushed it up into röyd's already tortured hole. röyd screamed out at the intrusion but took the fisting like the athlete he was. It was a challenge and he was a strong man. He took it like the muscle man he was. SIR and his friends and even MARKUS was impressed with röyd's stamina and masculine grace under pressure.
röyd had his head bowed, looking at the floor, hand behind the small of his back. SIR brought röyd over closer to his chair and then put him in a stress position of a modified wrestler's bridge so that he could use the big guy's belly as a cocktail table. SIR liked to put röyd in this position because it placed all of the muscle head's body at his disposal. He could play with the tits, balance his cold drink on the belly while slapping the nuts or fingering his hole and there was always that mammoth cock to play with. Through practice röyd was able to stay in this position for about half an hour - plenty of time for a good drink and some erotic play with an enormous muscle toy.
After SIR enjoyed his cocktail and playing with his cocktail table, he had röyd do some stress posing for him. röyd went through the poses that SIR had taught him and held each one of them until SIR released him. SIR enjoyed posing him in these stress poses because it showed off all his effort. His body was his canvas and this private exhibition was an empowering session for röyd.
For the remainder of the evening, SIR posed röyd in different positions admiring his incredible musculature. SIR would direct exercises in stress positions in order to observe how röyd's muscles moved under his skin. The display was breath taking. röyd was huge, strong and took great personal pleasure showing himself off. The massive muscle man particularly enjoyed exhibiting himself in the various muscle gear SIR always had around for him. He got off arousing himself, stretching, flexing every muscle while being displayed in the very erotic gear that was made especially to stimulate and show off a muscular man.
As the evening wore on, SIR spiced up the proceedings by incorporating some objects into röyd's stress position posing. First SIR had röyd present his ass to him while he messaged some anal lube into röyd's hole. On the table next to SIR was an assortment of butt plugs of varying sizes. He started with the smallest, inserting it into röyd's hole and then had him push out 100 push ups. SIR replaced the plugs with bigger and bigger models until röyd's anal cavity was stretched wide and his ability to take the intrusion was being tested to his upper limit. Still, röyd took great pride in displaying his strength and stamina to his sponsor and friend. It felt particularly manly to display a huge black plug up your ass by bending over in a stress position and holding it until SIR was satisfied with the exhibition.
After the plugs, SIR brought out two different pairs of tit clamps for röyd to show off and exercise his meaty nipples. To accentuate the show, SIR had röyd pull on a tight rubber hood with small eye slits and nose holes. It was confining and very sensual. The first pair of tit clamps that SIR applied was a plain pair of steel clamps that pinched röyd's nipples. There was a chain dangling between the clamps which had the effect of moving the clamps slightly whenever röyd moved, breathed or flexed his pecs. It caused an arousing sensation in his tits. Every breath manipulated his nipples in an erotic manner. The effect on his sex drive was immediate. röyd's cock stood straight out, stretching the soft rubber cock ring that had been embracing his cock and balls since he arrived. SIR had röyd stand for half an hour with his arms to his sides watching his chest raise and fall with each breath and observing the effect on the naked muscle man's hairless erection. From time to time SIR would direct röyd to flex his pecs or bend over at the waist so that the effect of the chain was even more pronounced. The result was that röyd's cock was throbbing in dry contractions. Long strands of glistening precum stretched from the tip of röyd's urethra down past his knees before breaking off and landing on the floor between his feet.
SIR held the most challenging pair of tit clamps for last. These little babies were alligator clips attached to a rod that held up to 10 small magnetic discs each weighing an ounce. The effect of adding the weight made the alligator teeth bit deeper and deeper into a man's tits. There was an added sadistic benefit in that if one of the disc's was held with the polarity reversed and brought up to the other discs dangling from a pair of tortured nipples, that disc would cause the other discs to twist away resulting in a dance that was really agonizing. röyd knew what he was in for; but with masculine confidence the pumped up muscle head presented his chest to SIR to have the nasty devices applied to his already aroused and tender nipples.
The sharp steel alligator teeth bit down into the hard muscle nipple. röyd threw back his head and groaned as SIR snapped the second clamp onto röyd's other tit. The agony was instant and considerable. röyd shut his eyes tight and let out a deep growl acknowledging the considerable pain shooting through his pecs. Like hot pokers applied to his nipples, the clamps bit down into raw, sensitive tit flesh and set his pecs on fire. There was only one disc dangling from the end of each clamp - 1 oz that felt like 10 lbs to röyd's tormented tits. SIR had röyd stand a parade rest with his arms behind his back. The bodybuilder stood there dropping his chest to ease the agony. röyd could feel sweat streaming from his hairless pits down his ribs and over his thighs. He let himself drift into that headspace that bodybuilders know when they hit a wall in training. Take the pain into yourself, feed off it, make it fuel your stamina, feed your will. SIR told röyd to jiggle his pecs, he complied and the effect was electric. His tits were now in an arousal state that only a few men can imagine. His cock was rigid and flexing with each pec flex. The erotic reverie was intense and illogical. How could this severe agony in his nipples produce such a huge rush of sexual energy. A rush that had his cock hard and flexing uncontrollably.
SIR played with röyd for another hour, adding weight discs to the clamps feasting on his nipples. He also played with the reverse polarity of the magnetic discs to make the whole tit clamp mechanism dance wildly on röyd's chest. The result was a harsh twisting and pulling on röyd's ravished tits. The bodybuilder's cock maintained a rock hard erection throughout the session. röyd knew how to please both himself and the man who was using him. It was a symbiotic association and both men fed off it to their own personal stimulation and satisfaction.
When SIR was satisfied with röyd's workout - he removed the tit clamps gently and slowly massaged the tormented nipples until they were standing straight out and back to normal. röyd groaned and moaned at SIR's astute touch. His cock was twitching and throbbing at every touch - the precum leak had not subsided and was now very strong. SIR moved over to röyd and started to lick and suck on the huge muscle man's tits. röyd flexed his pecs and offered his nipples to SIR to feast on. While he was sucking on röyd's tits, SIR's hand was working the huge erection - slowly masturbating the bodybuilder to a climax. röyd flexed his knees and thrust his pelvis forward in an attempt to help SIR to get a good grip on his sex tool. SIR knew how to work this muscle toy and took great pleasure hearing the moans of sexual pleasure coming from the bodybuilder in his grasp.
It didn't take too long for röyd to reach the edge of an orgasm; but SIR caught the sign just in time. He slapped röyd's nuts hard and bit down on one of his tits. röyd pulled back and sucked in a big breath. He knew how SIR enjoyed holding him off and it actually got him even more excited. SIR brought röyd to the edge twice more, each time interrupting the sexual frenzy of the muscular behemoth with a hard slap to the nuts. Finally SIR brought röyd to full orgasm. It was a huge sexual release. röyd's cock contracted in a tight spasm over and over again pushing white strands of potent muscle man sperm erupting from the tip of his dick. SIR caught most of it in a glass and then sucked down on the heaving muscle head's tender cock to draw out ever last drop of the intoxicating liquid. röyd was moaning and shivering in the last throes of his enormous orgasm. When the last drop of muscle cum had been drawn from his exhausted body, röyd slumped down on one knee and then finally collapsed on the floor at SIR's feet.
SIR went off to the kitchen and filled the glass with röyd's sperm splattered inside with cold milk. After stirring it, he returned to the worn out bodybuilder and gave it to him to drink down. röyd devoured the liquid. He liked the taste of his own cum and this batch was produced by powerful forces. It tasted great. After a rest period of an hour when röyd just laid at SIR's feet serving as a foot rest while SIR read his newspaper - SIR prodded him up and took him into the garage where a rusty old set of free weights served as röyd's forced exercise equipment.
SIR watched as röyd pushed out a series of exercises. Every exercise executed with just one rep to exhaustion. Then the next exercise. 12 different exercises in all. Each one executed with only one rep and done to exhaustion of that muscle group. The process took almost two hours to complete. SIR allowed röyd to relax in between exercises so that he could recoup. Even so, the naked, hairless bodybuilder was dripping sweat and totally exhausted at the conclusion. SIR took röyd out onto the back patio and hosed him down. It was late and the cool evening sea breeze dried röyd's slick skin while SIR relaxed on a chaise.
röyd was tied spread eagle to the guest bed and left to rest and sleep if he could. He would be flying home early the next day; but he was sure that he would be interrupted during the early morning hours when SIR came in for his sexual release. röyd enjoyed these hours. He enjoyed these visits.
Early the next morning, SIR came in and released röyd. He took him into his dungeon to meet one final challenge. röyd was told to do a handstand - when up in position, röyd's ankles were tied and his legs spread wide apart. His balls were then secured and stretched out hard by a bungee chord attached to the ceiling. SIR then took out a bundle of canes tied together. He flogged röyd for the better part of half an hour until the bodybuilder's physique was glowing red from his neck to his butt cheeks.
After the canning, SIR would put röyd into a g-string, muscle tank and flips and drive the muscle stud down to the local nude beach so that they could enjoy a day enjoying the Australian summer sun. röyd's reddened back was a topic for discussion and he really enjoyed telling it like it is. The proud muscle head never made up stories; but came right out with the fact that he had just been flogged and was proud to display the results. röyd's nude physique was a focus point on the beach and he showed himself off with pride and pleasure.
The two men spent a great day at the beach. It was a perfect way to conclude röyd's summer stay. That afternoon, SIR took röyd to one of Brisbane's hot bars where he exhibited the muscle toy in a tight pair of leather shorts, chain harness encircling his substantial chest and the leather collar röyd had worn his first night. He got a lot of free drink offers and had his tits pinched and pulled by just about every patron in the bar. At 6:30 röyd and SIR drove back home, where SIR hosed his muscle boy down and then laid out a jock, shorts, white sports shirt and sneakers for röyd to put on. He took the colossal hunk out for a very fine dinner at one of the area's most popular restaurant. They sat upstairs on an outside deck with an unimpeded view of the City. It was cool and peaceful. After dinner, the two men returned to SIR's residence. SIR went out onto the back patio while röyd went into the guest bedroom and stripped down. After fixing his sponsor a brandy on the rocks and fetching one of his cigars from the humidor, röyd joined SIR on the patio.
SIR took in the naked muscular specimen of manhood relaxing next to him. SIR asked his companion if he needed anything. röyd said he would enjoy a big bowl of ice cream. SIR told his muscular companion to go in and get what he wanted. röyd returned with a huge bowl of ice cream. SIR smiled at röyd and said, "Don't you think that needs a nice topping to finish it off?" röyd knew what SIR had in mind and immediately stood up - started working his cock until it was rock hard and proceeded to masturbate until he reached a huge orgasm. The quivering muscle guy shot stream after stream of muscle man jism onto the top of his ice cream. A protein topping. röyd gobbled it down to the last drop.
After a good night's sleep and a fantastic al fresco breakfast, SIR dropped his muscle toy off at the airport. röyd would remember this visit as he flew home. The heat and discomfort he still felt on his back underscored the challenges he had met and triumphed over during this visit. It seemed to give him an empowerment for his manhood that nothing else could. He was already looking forward to SIR's next call.
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