Date: Sun, 10 Feb 2013 08:14:39 -0800 (PST) From: R L <atexasdude@yahoo.com> Subject: Alpha Bull Men Alpha Bull Men After my mother passed away last year, my 46 year old father decided to quit his white collar medical research job and take up working for my 60 year old maternal grandfather at his cattle breeding company about 150 miles away in rural central Texas. My conservative twin brother, who had also worked at the lab with my dad, followed suit. They had asked me to join them in the family business, but I intended on continuing my career as a building contractor. I was proud of my career path and did not want to throw the last ten years of work away. Still, I missed my family and decided to take an extended trip to catch up on some much needed rest. As evening fell, I drove into the small town. I noticed the ranch and cattle yard looked peaceful and inviting. Granddad met me as I drove up. Hank (he preferred I call him by name) was still an impressive sight, 6'4" tall, about 275 muscled pounds, thick gray handlebar mustache and thick flared sideburns. He was tan and filled out his Wranglers in all of the right places...I had never noticed his impressive package and high, round butt cheeks in the past. He just about crushed my hand as he shook it and then gave me a big bear hug. He smelled masculine from working outside, and sweat glistened on the exposed part of his hairy upper chest. Oddly I felt a stirring in my groin as this masculine specimen welcomed me to the family spread. He helped me with my bags and we walked into the house. My dad and brother met me inside...wow, had they changed in the past year. My father, who was always very conservative and preppy, was dressed in work clothes that were tight against his formerly lean frame. Clearly this man had gained about 150 pounds of pure muscle...his forearms were meaty and veiny, covered in pelt of dark hair. His wife beater t-shirt barely contained his massive chest; his nipples were hard and strained against the thin material that covered them. A swirl of chest hair appeared above where I could see his tan skin. His jeans were also tight on his massive legs, which to me appeared to be like tree trunks. The jeans material on his crotch appeared worn and no wonder...his package was also huge, his cock clearly snaking down his left leg. I could tell two huge balls were packed in there as well. This was not the nerdy accountant I had seen last time. He gave me a big bear hug like Granddad had done; I thought he was going to crush me! My brother then hugged me, looking like a younger version of our father, although he appeared to have more size than our dad...my guess was Stan was somewhere around 300 pounds of pure muscle. His scruffy beard scratched my face...how did that happen? I could never grow a decent beard and we were supposed to be twins. His crotch was also fully packed...standing out proudly from his huge jeans-covered legs. I noticed that Stan, like my dad and Hank, all had that masculine odor...not smelly but pheromone-like. My dick was thickening as I drew in the musky aromas...but why? I stared in disbelief at all three men – these were MY relatives? What had happened in the last year to make all of these men so large, muscular and hairy? I guess those questions would have to wait until after dinner, which my brother quickly served up...thick juicy steaks with all of the trimmings. They practically inhaled all of their food – clearly at least two pounds of meat apiece. I barely made a dent in my meal...my brother said "No problem" and he finished my plate entirely. We then left to the adjoining living room where we caught up on the last year of events. While it was clear my family was supportive of my work efforts, they made no apologies in asking me to join them at the ranch. Work there was plentiful and they needed the additional staff to manage the "new business." As I recalled, Hank bred cattle for the meat industry. His prized bulls were always in demand. Hank said that the cattle business continued to thrive, but he had branched out into a sideline with the help of my dad and twin brother. Dad and Stan had worked at a medical research lab that focused on medications to revitalize human tissue for burn victims and other patients that could not successfully grow new tissue on their own. This was accomplished by way of experimental drugs that helped induce a successful regeneration response in the patients. Dad and Stan were very successful at the lab, so I was unsure why they had left to work with Hank. Dad mentioned that some of the drugs were tested on humans as part of the usual government protocols...as it turns out, Dad and Stan both had become test subjects and the test results were very impressive. They both appeared more youthful and healthy, with fit and trim bodies to boot. They relayed this information to Hank on one of their visits, and Granddad had suggested that they might be able to add something to the drugs that could have even more of an effect on their test results. As it turned out, this was bull semen. Hank noted that his cattle had always tested very high for testosterone levels and perhaps introducing bull semen could add to the effects of the experimental drugs Dad and Stan had developed. Dad and Stan decided to research the matter in some detail. Research papers on testosterone indicated that orally taken semen did not greatly effect the testosterone levels in the test subjects, but that perhaps other methods (intravenous and rectal) might yield superior results. Armed with this information, Dad and Stan supplemented their drug regimen with bull semen suppositories. Granddad supplied the semen from his prized bulls and Dad used empty capsules to contain the precious fluid. Apparently the rectal walls are keen to absorbing substances, and those substances are not broken down by the body in the way ingested substances are. After about a month of testing, Dad and Stan noticed increased muscle mass, growth of body hair, and heightened sexual response. "In other words son, we were horny muscle freaks!" said Dad. So much so, he and Stan said, that they were looking for women to fuck left and right. This testing continued; however, Dad said it was clear he and Stan wanted more results. The suppositories were discontinued in favor of enemas and semen "shots" injected into their gluteal muscles. Apparently this increased exposure to the bull semen, coupled with the experimental drugs they developed, gave them the results they were looking for...huge increases in muscle, more body hair, greatly heightened libido, and feelings of extreme confidence. They lifted weights in earnest to multiply these effects and found their potential for massively-muscled bodies was almost tripled. Weight and muscle gain came easily...along with an unexpected effect: penis enlargement along with huge bull balls. As if to demonstrate this change, Dad and Stan unbuckled their pants in unison and pulled down their boxers. What I saw made my jaw drop...their cocks were about 10 inches soft with balls the size of small oranges. Stan said "You should see how big these dicks are when we're hard bro! Last time we measured mine was 15 inches and as big around as your forearm." Not quite sure how to take all of this in, I asked about what happened next. Dad and Stan zipped up about now, although I was sure I would see more of these "developments." Dad said that while all of these results were encouraging, they found that their need for sexual gratification could not be satiated. Women complained the men's dicks hurt them as they were too big. That is when granddad Hank suggested they try electroejaculation with the bull electrodes he used on his cattle to collect their semen. Hank brought one of the smaller devices with him to dad's lab. Dad leaned over one of the lab's examining tables and Hank applied lube to the electrode. He slowly inserted it into my father's rectum and noticed my father resisting. Hank said just relax and as if on cue, Dad's sphincter relaxed and allowed the device in. Periodic pulses of electricity were administered and he said Dad went wild. Apparently, this was just what Dad and Stan needed. Within seconds, Dad's cock became rock solid and his huge balls tightened as the electrode simulated Dad's prostate. After a few minutes of this Hank turned up the level of the electric pulses and Dad shot a huge load of cum...something on the order of half a cup of it. It was clear the huge bull balls Dad and Stan had were capable of producing copious amounts of sperm. Dad continued to explain that Stan, who was still horny, apparently needed relief as well. Granddad applied the cattle device to his grandson, who came in the same manner as his father. Dad, thinking there might be something ingesting Stan's ejaculate, said that he scooped up all of his son's spunk and swallowed it. Whether it was for science or just an impulse, he got it all. This went on for several weeks, Dad and Stan growing in size and becoming more and more masculine. Their elevated sex drives kept them looking for release and Granddad obliged with the electrodes. Dad and Stan decided if this could help them develop into aggressive alpha males, others could benefit as well. They talked to granddad Hank about this and he suggested they renovate one of his ranch's outbuildings to a bunkhouse. Spartan and clean, the bunkhouse was outfitted with many simple beds, one bathroom and a large showering area. Dad and Stan quit there jobs at this time so they could properly outfit the new cabin for men. A slinglike area was also constructed to allow easy access to the men's rectums when needed. The urinals in the bathroom were hooked up with special pipes designed to collect the urine into vessels that would collect the piss. Dad had hypothesized that much of the experimental drug that he and my twin had developed (along with the bull testosterone) would still be present in the piss of the new men who would want to undergo hyper-masculine growth. The piss would be saved for special enemas to further accelerate the growth process. Dad, Stan and now Hank were taking the pills, the bull semen injections and piss enemas. All three grew to tremendous proportions and became the godlike beings I saw now before me. Bodybuilders the three men met at a competition in Las Vegas later that year were approached about the process and several men expressed great interest. All of them said that if there was a new method for building additional muscle, they would be on board. They were told to come to the ranch for "treatments" and they all quickly agreed. Later that month, the bodybuilders arrived and set up residence in the bunkhouse. They were given daily doses of the drug that Dad and Stan created, as well as bull semen injections and recycled urine enemas. Enemas were given with warmed piss and butt plugs were used to retain the golden fluid for as long as possible. After a few days, all men showed increased muscle mass, growing body and facial hair, and more aggressive tendencies. Their deepened voices were also noticeable. It was clear the men were extremely horny and did not care how they attained sexual release. While some men decided they needed to fuck one another to get off, some preferred electrostimulation with the bull probes. Moans of ecstasy resounded in the bunkhouse as the men achieved heightened orgasm after orgasm. Cum was not wasted as men took it up their asses, swallowed it or save it for later so it could be inserted into their asses via enemas mixed with piss. Clearly, recycled cum and piss were having the desired effects...further improvements were noted. All men were given huge amounts of food laden with protein-rich items. Luckily having a working ranch nearby meant plenty of beef for all. All of the men expressed how pleased they were with their progress, especially their growing cocks and balls. But it was clear they could not be satisfied with regard to sex. Granddad asked if they would want to have regular fuckings and milkings...all said YES! Hank, Dad and Stan added on a special room to accommodate this. Special tables and slings were set up so that all men could be satisfied. Granddad order more bull electrodes so that each man (easily a dozen by now) could get regular milkings. Dad said it was quite a sight to see...a line of hunky muscle men on either side of the room, restrained so they could not move, with cattle electrodes inserted into their insatiable assholes. Granddad ordered larger ones than the one he used on Dad and Stan as the bodybuilders fuckholes had become used to additional stimulation and could now accommodate a probe as big as a forearm. The men were all supplied a special gasmask with the tubing connected to bottles filled with poppers. This allowed for popper fumes to be inhaled on an as-needed basis by the waiting fuckwhores. As the men inhaled, it was clear they were all ready for their probes. These were inserted by my family, and granddad periodically adjusted the pulses of electricity as the men became more and more horny. As the readings increased so did the reactions of the men who were now like animals...not caring what was happening around them so long as their prostates were jolted, their cocks throbbed and their balls alternately contracted and expanded. Being restrained, they were not allowed to jerk off, as granddad Hank wanted to ensure the milkings would be as full as possible. Special plastic sleeves were wrapped around each musclegod's dick; these were designed to catch all of the cum. As the electric pulses were increased and continued, the men would writhe and groan with lust as their fuckholes were further and further stimulated. When it was clear the men might cum, Hank would ensure the electric pulses were at their peak and the poppers flowed freely. Dad said the look of extreme lust in these men's eyes was unbelievable. As the men came, their cum was captured for use later on. These increased ejaculations would last for several minutes. Once the men were satisfied, they were released for several hours of sleep. This routine was followed on a regular basis, with regular feedings, extreme workouts and daily applications of drugs, semen and the recycled urine/cum enemas. The men all became more masculinized and assertive. Periodic sex sessions would help to alleviate their aggression. Granddad, Dad and Stan would periodically succumb to their own passions and have group orgies with the men, sometimes fucking the men and sometimes getting fucked themselves. It seemed that if the cum of one man was ingested by another (either orally or anally), the effect of the drugs and testosterone would be heightened. Seeing the benefits of this, the men took advantage of every opportunity for cum release. Seeing that I was in somewhat of a state of disbelief about all of this, Dad suggested we all go out to the bunkhouse to welcome the newest group of guests. Stan also suggested that I would probably want to start the program as soon as possible myself so that I could grow to the proportions that he, Dad and Hank had. I had to admit, after seeing my family in the awesome shape they were in now, I wanted to join them. I wanted to experience the muscularity and alpha-like qualities they exhibited. My body barely had any hair, and I had never been able to successfully grow any facial hair. While I did not consider myself full-on gay, I do admit to admiring the male physiques of professional bodybuilders and jerking off to their pictures and videos on the internet. And hairy men really rocked my world. Seeing my twin in his current state did give me hope that I could be as successful in becoming a real man. We entered the adjacent bunkhouse where the men who had apparently arrived that day were getting to know one another and claim their beds for their stay. There were men of all sizes, races and ages, although I was particularly drawn to Ray, a rugged stud in his late 40's. At that point, Dad suggested we make it an early night and get some rest. It was difficult for me to sleep as I was looking forward to what would happen tomorrow.