Date: Thu, 26 Oct 2000 13:51:38 -0700 (PDT)
From: Scott Walker <gittes98@yahoo.com>
Subject: story - Gettin' Big

	GETTIN' BIG 'N STRONG

			By: Scott Walker

	Shit, I better get goin'. The guys'll rag on my ass
if I'm late. Ler's see, have I got everything? Belt,
towel, change of shirt, sweats. Better grab some
liquid on the way out. What's this at the bottom of
the gym bag? Oh shit, the darts. The old lady'd go
ballistic if she found those. I better get some scatch
so I can get some more Deca too. Getting big 'n buff's
got its price.
	Let's see if I can find where the old man keeps his
cash these days. Shit, my back looks harsh wide in
this mirror; too bad 'bout those fuckin' zits though .
Man, check out these guns! Lookit the peak on those
things; solid like a fuckin' rock. Man, those assholes
at school better shit themselves when they see me next
week. They won't even recognise me. Shit, only 20
bucks. Oh well, the old man won't miss it. Like what's
he gonna do 'bout it if he does? Ground me? Take away
the car keys. I don't think so.
	Shit, I'm glad its so sunny and warm today. Give me a
chance to strut my shit on the way. Maybe some
chick'll stop and ask me to flex my bi for her just
like last time. Fuck, that was great. I bet I left her
wetter 'n spring. Too bad those fickle bitches didn't
pay no attention to me when I was a skinny little
nothin'. Now that I've got some size, I can pick n
choose who I want. Weird thing is, even though I'm
gettin' fuckin' huge, my nuts are shrinkin'; what's up
wit' that? But it still don't stop me from gettin' off
two times a day. Yeah, it used ta be three or four
when I first started gettin' muscle, but all's I gotta
do is hit a double bi or bounce the pecs and I'm
comin' like there's no fuckin' tomorrow.
	Damn, these new Nikes feel good. Third pair this year
and these are the best ones yet. Man, I better pick up
the pace. These quads are startin' ta look great.
Can't wait to get them 'round the neck of that prick
from school last year, the one who knocked out a
couple of teeth and bloodied my nose after I told him
to 'fuck off' when he wanted me to give him head.
Shit, I bet that fucker'd be beggin' me not to hurt
him if he saw me now. I'd find him in the brush with
his other loser buds. I'd dress real nerdy, you know,
oversized sweats, old pair of cheap sneaks and really
big glasses. I'd wait until he started gettin'
physical, you know like when he goes to shove me and I
don't even fuckin' budge. Then he'd prob'ly do it
again, 'cause his brain's too fried from all that shit
he's been smokin' and still I don't move. Then he'd
take a swing at me. I'd block it and punch him right
in his fuckin' mouth. Then while he's shakin' loose
what happened, I tear off the sweats and give the guy
my best most-muscular. Then I'd get him on the ground,
wrap these fuckin' tree-trunks around his gut and
squeeze three days of food outta him before makin' him
wish he never saw me. Man, that's gonna be great.
	Man, have I got big since last year. Lookit those
veins runnin' up my arms. Shit, I can almost see the
blood pumpin' through 'em; maybe I should give 'em
names. Gonna get the guns pumped to the max today.
Gonna make 'em scream for mercy as I torture these
fuckers and make 'em grow. Gonna fill 'em so full of
blood, it'll look like I stuck an airhose in 'em and
filled 'em. Gonna get 'em up to 17 inches before
school starts or die tryin'.
	Shit, I know that kid in the tattoo place from
school; even the wimpy shits are gettin' tats. A
couple of the guys keep raggin' me to get some like
them but I don't know. Greg's always tryin' to get me
to compete and the judges might not like 'em. He's
says I'd prob'ly do real good, but gettin' up there in
a pair of really short nutchokers and showin' off my
muscles to music sounds kinda gay to me. I mean I
don't mind showin' what I got but I kinda like to know
who I'm showin' it to. 'Sides, what if I give myself a
hard-on while I'm up there? I have all these fags
hangin' around wantin' to get wit' me. Hey, then maybe
I could charge em just like that big fucker who lifted
up the back end of that car last week. That was the
same dude who flipped out at the front desk the other
day and started wreckin' the place. Threw like 50
pound bells at the mirrors and fuckin' near killed
that manager guy when he grabbed him by the neck. Took
five really big fuckers to hold 'em down 'til he
chilled out. Shit, wish I'd a been there ta see that.
	Fuck, lookit those pecs, man. I love makin' 'em
bounce and dance, that is so hot. I freaked out those
chicks last week at the beach doin' it. They sure
didn't like it when I harsh punched-out that asshole
for callin' 'em tits. Shit, women have tits, not men.
That prick'll never make that mistake again. And what
was that Rob said 'bout me havin' too much attitude?
Fuck, the prick's just jealous 'cause he's not gainin'
as fast as me. Sure, I have attitude, why the fuck
not? How many other 16 year olds have17 inch guns and
bench 300 for reps? Not too fuckin' many. And I'd
really like to meet the ones who can so we can have an
all-out winner-take-all contest. Man, that'd be harsh.
Just think of all the fuckin' and scrappin' I'd get to
do then. Yeah, Rob's just pissed 'cause he keeps
sayin' he wants to get big 'natural' but that's
bullshit 'cause it only means he doesn't have balls
enough to do as much as the rest of us. He keeps that
shit up and he's gonna get harsh punched out, friend
or not.
	"Yeah, fuck you pussy. C'mere 'n say that." What a
bunch of fuckin' chickenshits; drive passed me yellin'
"'roids" then taken off. Shit, I shoulda got their
plates. Me 'n the guys'd make 'em sorry they ever
opened their fuckin' mouths. 'Course it'd be hard to
'poligize when their lips bleedin', they got no
fuckin' teeth left and they got Rich's size 12 cowboy
boot kickin' the shit outta their ribs..
	I hope Dave's there today. I get my best workouts
done when he's around. That was so great the other day
when him 'n me got into that posedown. Shit, half the
gym was watchin', I was so jazzed, I bet some of 'em
even had hard-ons. I mean here's a guy who's 'bout 25
with a pair of 21 inch guns on 'em gettin' into it
with a high school kid. It was so great to keep up
with him pose for pose. Then he said that I looked
better than he did at 19! Man, that made my fuckin'
week. I was so stoked when all these gym dudes came up
to me and started tellin' me how good I looked. That's
when they gave me my new nickname: Young Poppa Pump. I
remember how pissed Rob was 'cause they were all
payin' attention to me. Shit, so what if he looks like
Brad fuckin' Pitt's younger brother? No one's ever
said I was good-lookin' but that don't stop me from
puttin' my dick wherever I want it. Fuck, I had some
forty year old queen suck me off last week in the
sauna. I left him lickin' his lips and beggin' for
more. Then makin' his friend come just by flexin' the
17 inchers and lettin' him cop a feel, that's fuckin'
power.
 	There's that kid Jeff gettin' off the bus. Man, he's
doin' real good for 15; puttin' some major muscle on
his bod. Maybe I should ask him back to the house
later to hang out. Man, I wouldn't mind showin' him a
thing or two, maybe get into our own little posedown.
I think he's got a girfriend, or maybe more 'an one,
but I wouldn't mind gettin' wit' him. Rick's got him
on the program too and it sure shows. Shit, I'd sure
like ta get Jeff ta meet my little smart-ass cousin.
He'd beat the shit outta the little prick and have him
runnin' home to his fat bitch mommy. Kid thinks just
'cause he struts around in a leather jacket and boots,
he's tough. Tough this, ya little shit.
	"Hey Jeff. Wait up dude." bet he'll be glad I know
his name. "What'ca workin' on today? I doin' back and
bi's now and wheels later on. Hey, ya wanna hang out
later, help with my posin'?....


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