From: myoder@direct.ca (M)
Subject: new story - the Mechanic (MM, Muscle)
Date: Fri, 04 Oct 1996 19:18:43 GMT
Organization: Canada Internet Direct, Inc.

Here's a new muscle guy story - don't read it if you're not supposed
to... otherwise enjoy... interested in trading original muscle
stories. M. 

Mechanic

"Shit!" I said as my car ground to a halt on the small side road. I
tried the ignition several times but it wouldn't start. "Thanks, Mom,"
I muttered to myself."Great big gas guzzler piece of shit!" I was mad
at myself for accepting the thing, and I knew about as much about cars
as I did about the cd player - I knew how to make it go. I got on my
cell phone and called Al's Place, a mechanic my friend had told me
about. A guy with an incredibly deep voice told me a tow truck would
be by in an hour.

I waited until the tow truck came and got a ride to the shop. The guy
was pleasant - a slim guy with tossled hair and a little beard. 

"You gonna work on my car?" I asked as we pulled into the lot.

"Naw," he said. "Al's gonna do it. I gotta make a few runs this
afternoon."

He left me by the car and went inside. A few minutes later the garage
door opened and the biggest man I'd ever seen walked out, stooping
because he was too tall for the door. He was massive! He looked to be
about 6'10" and must've weighed 500lbs and looked about 2 feet thick!
His arms stretched the coveralls tight and the hair on his massive
pecs poked out the top of the greasy, grey outfit. He had collar
length, dark hair slicked back. He looked to be in his late forties,
with a weathered face, a bristly mustache and side burns, and a five
o'clock shadow (even though it was only 1 pm). Not a pretty man, but a
huge stud! He wiped his huge hands on a cloth, his hairy thick
forearms flexing and bulging as he did, and offered to shake my hand.

"Hi," he said. "I'm Al Jenkins." It was the same deep voice I heard on
the phone. God this guy was hot. I felt my dick throb at the thought
ofwhat was under those coveralls.

"Hi, I'm Mike."

His hand was twice the size of mine and the power in it was amazing. I
bet he could crush a fender in that big paw. My eyes wandered over his
massive frame and down to his crotch. The bulge in the close fitting
coveralls was enormous! I caught myself staring and looked up,
nervously. He must've seen me looking but he just grinned and movedto
the front of the car.

"What seems to be the problem?" he said opening the hood. 

"I dunno, it just won't start."

"Here it is," he said leaning over the motor. "Just a loose wire. Try
starting it."

I putthe key in and turned. It turned over beautifully.

"These big carsget that," Al said lowering the hood. "Loose wires all
the time. Just gotta keep it real tight." He grinned and winked.

"Gee, thanks," I said. "What do I owe you?" I was disappointed
thinking this visit was all too short. I was hoping to get a better
look at this guy.

"Nothin'" he grinned. "Didn't take any time. I could take a look
underneath if you like. See if anything's loose under there?"

"Um, sure!" I said.

He lay down on the ground and pulled himself closer to the car.

"Won't you need a jack or something?" I asked.

"Naw!" He slid further under the chassis and gripped the front fender.
Then with hardly a groan he pushed up. The whole front end lifted
effortlesly by this powerful giant! I crouched down and watched his
huge arms pressing this 2 ton car liek it was a 50 lb barbell.

"Here's another loose wire," he said. "I'll tighten it up for you." He
shifted the weight of the car onto on massive hand and used the other
to tighten the wire. 

I couldn't contain myself. "Holy shit!" I yelled. "You've gotta be
incredibly powerful, man!"

Al just grinned. Then he started pressing the car upand down, up and
down, performing rep after rep with one hand, then the other. "Gettin
pretty pumped here, Son," he said, just as I heard a ripppp! and his
coveralls split over his massive swollen biceps and exploding pecs. He
put the car down and slid out from underneath.

He just stood there smiling, flexing those incredible thick pecs,
striations ripping through the mat of hair. He clenched his fists and
his arms bulged huge and hard through the hole in the coveralls.

"Fuck you're a giant, Al!" I gasped. I started rubbing my hardening
dick through my pants unable to control my lust for this muscle giant!
"How big are those arms?"

"Only 29 inches," he said casually as he raised them in a
double-biceps pose and the coveralls gave way completely, revealing
the huge peak on his arms and veins roped over his shoulders and
forearms. "Wanna get a lot bigger," he said looking at the bulging
muscle."Yeah, wanna pump these up to 32, 33 -- who knows?!" Then he
looked into my eyes and said, "Wanna touch 'em?"

I gulped, my mouth going dry. "Yeah!" I said.

"Well come here, then, Son."

I moved closer to this hulk and reached up. My hands barely covered
his rock hard massive bicep, let alone his triceps, which hung down
like huge, solid slabs of beef. My hands ran over his shoulders thick
and veined. "Yeah, it's all for you, boy. Feel this big muscleman
flex." 

The tears in the coveralls widened as he continued to flex. "Wait a
minute," he said unzipping the coveralls to his waist, exposing
massive rippling pecs and hard, thick abs. Every inch of him was huge!
Each ab muscle was as big as a cinder block and hair trailed down to
his crotch. I licked each nipple and pulled at the hair on his
superhuman chest. And he lapped up my attention. The bulge in his
crotch was growing as I caressed every gargantuan powerful muscle.

He stopped posing and lifted me up. His bristly mustache tickled my
face as his tongue plunged into my eager mouth. I chewed on the thick
mustache and sucked his strongman's tongue as we kissed, my hands
grabbing and squeezing his massive arms and forearms. He carried me
into the garage and closed to heavy doors behind us. 

"Gonna show what else I pump, Son. Big muscle man pumps all his
muscles!" Al put me down and went into his office. When he came back
he'd shed his coveralls and was wearing only a black leather posing
strap which barely held his huge dick. He was carrying a long plastic
tube attached to a hand pump. He sat down on a bench beside me and
said, "Strip for me, Son."

I took off my clothes slowly as Al watched me. He seemed very
interested in my stripping, flexing his huge pecs and rubbing his
crotch. Here was this massive muscle man getting into my strip tease.
I was seductive about it as I could be, wanting to entice him and get
that big dick he had even bigger.

"Yeah, hot!" he said as I finished undressing for him. Then he pulled
at the posing strap and his cock flopped out half hard.

"Oh, Man!" I gasped. It had to be already about 9 inches and thick. He
flopped it around.

"Like that? Ain't even hard yet, Son. Gets real fuckin big. Let's see
how big we can get it, huh?" He rubbed some vaseline around the base
of his massive pole and put the plastic tube over his cock. Then he
attached the tubing and pump. The plastic tube was 20 inches long with
markings at each inch and each half inch, and had to be about 10
inches in circumference. He started pumping the hand pump and almost
immediately his massive dick swelled out toward the sides of the tube.

"Yeah," he said. "There it goes!" He continued pumpinghis freaky
muscle dick and it started filling the huge tube. I stroked my dick
and watched in amazement as this giant man's cock expanded and
expanded. He pumped harder, with smooth movements and groaned as his
dick passed the 12 inch mark. "Here," he said handing me the pump.
"You do it, Son. Make this man's dick real fuckin big!"

I pumped with the same smooth movements as he did, my own cock staying
rigid with excitement. His cock now reached the sides of the massive
tube and continued to grow in length. It passed the 13" mark, then the
14" mark. Al flexed his massive arms and grunted as I continued the
pump. Fifteen inches, 15.5" and it kept growing.

"Look at that huge dick!" I said. "Big muscleman's cock!"

"Keep pumping it, Son!" Al said as he flexed his hairy pecs and abs.
"Gonna get even bigger!" I continued pumping the huge swollen meat and
he grunted and groaned as his cock passed 16.5 inches - 17 inches!
Finally at 17.5 inches, his massive dong swollen and red he grabbed
the pump from me and stopped.

"YEAH!" he yelled as he loosened the tube and pulled it off slowly. It
came off the end of his dick with a pop and his cock stood straight
up. It looked really freaky. This fucking muscle giant with a
superhuman dick. It wasn't soft like I'd seen other guys pumped dick.
Al's dick was rock hard. He flexed it and it bobbed up and down
slowly.

I leaned over and put my lips to the end of it, stroking my cock which
was getting close to bursting. I could hardly fit the massive head in
my mouth and he held the length of it in both his huge hairy paws
jiggling it back and forth while I sucked the head.

"YEAH! SUCK THIS MUSCLEMAN'S HUGE DICK, BOY! LICK THAT BIG FUCKIN
HEAD! BIG MUSCLE DONG FOR YA', BOY!"

Al stood up and his dick stood out in a 45 degree angle from his
massive frame. I pulled on the freaky dick and Al posed and flexed his
gargantuan muscles - rippling his pecs and tightening his abs, lifting
his 29" guns in a freaky display of mass and power, flexing his
massive thick quads and calves. "PULL FUCKIN HARD ON THAT DONG! YEAH!
MAKE THAT HUGE DICK SHOOT!"

I used both hands now and jerked his huge swolled member. "Yeah, Al!
You're the biggest fuckin muscleman! Biggest fuckin' cock!" I could
feel his dick stiffen and the heat from it was intense. Al groaned
deeply as the first load of white hot jism shot out and across the
garage. Streams of cum flowed out of his 17.5 inch dick. Then, as his
cock was still leaking, he picked me up in one hand, passionately
kissed me and stroked my hard cock in his big hands. My whole 7 inches
was enclosed in his giant hand and the cum flew out of me harder than
it ever has before.

He carried me into the back room and we lay on a huge cot for the rest
of the afternoon, his now soft, but still huge dick nestled between my
thighs.


Mechanic Muscle Part II

Al's Workout

Al Jenkins was big. He knew it and he liked it. He liked being huge
and muscular beyond belief. He was 6'8", weighed 550 lbs and easily
had the strength of 10 huge men. After work he let me hang around for
his "workout". There were no weight sets in the auto shop, so I
wondered what he meant. 

He locked the doors and turned out most of the lights. Then he went to
a lever and pulled down a huge, full length mirror. Then he went into
the back office and I heard him getting changed. When he came back,
he'd shed the greasy grey coveralls and was now wearing a tank top
that hugged his massive pecs, stretched to the limit over those hairy
mounds of rock hard, pulsing meat. His shoulders looked like
basketballs, round and hard, deep cuts in each one. His biceps bulged
as he reached up and tossled his slicked back hair - some strands
falling into his dark eyes and over bushy mustache. His neck was thick
and the arteries stood out throbbing. He tightened his huge fists and
forearms and bands of thick muscle bunched under the hair. His gut was
big, but rock hard and rippling with his thick abs. He wore sweat
pants that hugged his huge thighs and calves and his dick, heavy and
limp, pushed out the front of the pants down his leg.

"Gonna work my quads first," he said. He walked over to the big truck
platform. There was a semi-trailer on it and it was raised about 7
feet off the floor. He lay down underneath it and called me over.
"Come here and grab that lever."

I grabbed the lever and he toldme to lower it slowly. I did as he said
and the massive truck and platform descended. Al placed his feet on
the platform and said, "Ok, push that release button." I pushed the
button and the truck and platform lowered a few inches, Al pushing
back hard with his huge thighs. Then he started pressing the whole
truck and platform, pumping rep after freaky rep with those massive
powerful legs.

"YEAH!" he yelled after about 10 reps. "FUCKIN'POWER! LIFTIN' 4
FUCKIN' TONS WITH THESE QUADS!!!"  He pumped out another 10 reps and I
put the lock back on and raised the platform. He stood up and flexed
his huge quads, and the massive muscles burst through the sweat pants.
His hairy steel hard thighs exposed through the tears were incredibly
hot and I raced over and started licking his huge legs.

"YEAH! Lick that muscleman's legs. Get into it, Son!" He tensed and
flexed those massive quads and calves, and I licked every inch of
them. His dick was starting to get hard and bulged down what was left
of the shredded pant leg. Then he pushed me away gently. "Don't wanna
get too hot just yet, Son. Gotta work these big arms and pecs for
ya'."

He moved to a school bus parked at the back of the shop. Then he got
underneath it and grabbed a bar under the fender. He took a few deep
breaths and pushed up. With a creaking of metal the huge bus lifted
off the floor. Al pumped out ten reps slowly, his pecs expaning larger
with each thrust. The bus heaved up and down, graoning and creaking
with the orce of Al's power as his lifted the tons of metal into the
air. 

I was so turned on I thought I'd cum in my pants. I undressed and
started stroking my hard dick while I watched the muscle freak pump
himself even larger, even stronger. He grunted under the weight of the
massive bus and the little tank top stretched over his growing pecs,
hairy mountains of rock hard, pulsing muscle. Finally, after 30 reps
he let the bus down and stood up. He looked down over the massive,
hairy muscle, flexing it and feeling it. "Come here, Son and feel this
pump." I moved toward Al and put my hands over his pecs which twitched
and pulsed with power. I squeezed the hard pecs and Al groaned
throwing his head back showing his massive neck and traps. He
tightened his fists and his biceps and shoulders bulged huge and
striated.

"Man! you're so fucking huge, Al!" I said as I ran my hands over his
mass feeling every muscle and grinding my hard dick into his hairy
thigh. He loved my attention and tightened the muscles I touched. Then
he bent down and kissed me hard, his tongue halfway down my throat. I
chewed on his bristly mustache and threw my arms around his huge neck.
He picked me up in one massive hand and thrust his finger in my
asshole. The feeling sent my crazy.

"Gotta work these arms, boy!" he said as he put me back down. He moved
to a bench placed between two big cadillacs and wrapped chains over
the hoods. Then he stood on the bench and grabbed the middle of the
heavy chains. He tightened his grip and lifted. The cars lifted easily
off the floor and Al started curling them. The biceps bulged and
lengthened as he curled the big cars. His shoulders expanded and veins
started pumping blood, getting thick as his muscles blew out of
proportion. He gritted his teeth and pumped out 20 reps, grunting with
each lift. The tank top seemed tiny, thgouh it would be huge on any
big man, and as his massive muscle expanded it lifted up his torso and
started to tear. His pecs expanding, his biceps growing larger and
harder, his hairy forearms bulging, his thick quads tearing more holes
in the shredded sweat pants.

"YEAH! GOTTA GET FUCKIN' HUGE!" he yelled after 30 reps. "GOTTA GET
FREAKY FOR YA', SON!" He hefted the cadillacs up and down, muscles
bulging, growing getting freakier and bigger. Then he stopped and
released the cars. His lets spread his arms way out at his sides,
freakish, pumped globes of biceps, heaving shoulders, thick hard neck,
veins steaming under the man flesh. Sweat poured off his brow, and he
jumped off the bench and hit a most muscular pose. "Gotta measure
these fuckers!" He grabbed a tape measure and handed it to me.
"Measure that bicep, Son."

He flexed his right arm, the bicep peaking huge. I wrapped the tape
around his arm. "Fuck! It's 34.5 inches!" He grinned and flexed it out
and up increasing the pressure and tightening his fist.

"Are you sure about that? Better measure it again, boy." I wrapped the
taopearound his arm again.

"Thirty-five! Man, you're a fuckin' freak, Al!" My cock bobbed on its
own, excited by this mountain of muscle. Al's cock responded to my
excitement and burst through the sweat pants dripping a long string of
precum.

"Gonna pump this dick for ya' now!" he said grabbing his pumper and
the massive plastic tube. Heplaced the tube over his huge cock and
started pumping. Itwas already huge measuring 14 inches. He pumped and
pumped and I watched as it passed 15, 16, 17 inches! Still it grew.
This muscle freak's dick was filling the tube! Al pumped even harder
now, his muscles flexed and hard, sweat all over his massive body.
Eighteen, nineteen inches!! His dick was nearing the end of the tube
and still he kept pumping it wildly. He grunted, "Gettin fuckin
massive, Son! Look at that!" He pumped a few more times and his cock
reached the end of the monster pumper - 20 inches of huge fat cock. He
released the hand pump and flexed his dick with the tube still on it.
"Shit!" he said, as the plaible plastic broke open and his monster
stud dick burst out, the rubber ring at the base of his cock still in
place tightening around the grotesque shaft.

He stood up and grabbed his huge 20" man meat. "LOOK AT THAT! LOOK AT
THAT FUCKIN' HUGE DICK!" He let go of it and it bobbed up and down,
hard as rock and as thick as my own arm. Then he started posing in
front of the mirror, while I pulled on his cock. Double biceps, then a
side chest pose. He pushed out deep breaths while he hit freaky pose
after freaky pose. 

"YEAH!! PULL ON THAT MUSCLEMAN'S COCK! WORSHIP THAT FREAKY DICK!
WORSHIP THIS FUCKIN MUSCLE!" He showed me his back - huge, thick lats
spread wide and a thik waist holding all that muscle up. Abs pose -
blocks of thick muscle covered with hair bunching and twisted. Huge
cock standing straight up while I pulled it hard. Most muscular pose -
steel muscle, mass, twisted veins crawling over his hairy striated
pecs and shoulders over his biceps and into his massive forearms. Even
in a relaxed pose his freakishly superhuman size was phenomenal. He
flexed his huge dick and I could tell he was close.

Then he picked me up and I straddled the monster dong, rock hard
between my legs. He thrust his hips and kissed me hard,  his mustache
tickling my nose and his hot tongue probing my mouth. I was groaning
feeling the mass of his 35" arms and barndoor shoulders. He fucked my
thighs a few times and I felt my dick shooting loads on his hard abs.
Then Al grunted as massive amounts of hot cum flew out of his cock and
hit the mirror. His dick stayed hard for along time, and he kept
flexing it while I bobbed up and down supported by the strength of the
muscle stud's meat.

Best ride I ever had...