Date: Mon, 17 Dec 2007 03:13:26 -0800 (PST)
From: Wombat <bungala_wombat@yahoo.com.au>
Subject: 'The Old Valley Road Hotel #42' {Wombat} ( MM SciFi Anal Size Musc
Biker ) [ 42 ! ?? ]
The Old Valley Road Hotel.
By Wombat.
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Any constructive comments are appreciated.
I'm at 'bungala_wombat@yahoo.com.au'.
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Chapter 5 part 7.
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Part 42: Valley Road Again.
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Derek rode his Harley-Davidson to the intersection of the highway with
the top of Valley Road. He slowed as he considered taking the long
way home along the twenty-kilometre (12-mile) loop to the old hotel
and the garage. He decided against it. Scott was waiting for him.
He took the short route over Brown's hill. Ringtail Springs was only
a short distance away.
At the crest of Brown's Hill he stopped. He could see the town of
Ringtail Springs spread out in the valley below. The buildings stood
out brightly lit by the sun amongst the trees. Derek felt a pang of
emotion. Somewhat to his surprise, he was happy to be coming home.
Ringtail Springs was home now, even though he had only been living
there two years.
As he rode down the hill, he remembered something that Hal had told
him before Derek had recruited Fox.
"Teaching is like gardening. When you take on students, it is like
going into a garden. You are going where there are young growing
beings; they're fresh and enthusiastic. You need to nurture them and
guide them into growing as strongly and flowering as beautifully as
they possibly can. You do this by your inspiration and guidance and
love. There is no need for force. Compulsion just simply does not
work. You work with your student entirely through love and you can
work the most wonderful transformations."
Derek had learnt much when he taught Fox to become a superman. Hal
had stuffed Derek's head full of knowledge and information but it was
the process of teaching Fox that allowed it to come together. While
Derek was teaching Fox, Hal helped Derek enormously, passing on bits
of information from his enormous fund of knowledge and wisdom and at
the same time helping Derek to refine the education process.
Fox had grown and flowered brilliantly under Derek's tutelage. He was
now a splendid superman. Derek had long got over his feelings of
inadequacy in comparison with Fox. He was proud to have had Fox as a
student, his first student. He loved Fox.
Fox had recruited Chainsaw. The two of them had in turn brought in
Red and Roo. The four young supermen, after farewelling Derek the
previous morning in Norwood, were now making contact with Razorback,
Spanner, Butch and Hambone, who made up the remainder of their gang of
street kids.
Soon enough the remaining four would too become supermen. Fox,
Chainsaw, Red and Roo were looking forward to travelling over to
Ringtail Springs with their four mates early in the New Year and
helping Derek out with getting a community going in the Old Valley
Road Hotel.
Derek anticipated seeing them all. He had given Fox access to his
bank account to buy motorbikes for the other four.
Derek had plenty of money. When he had the big win in one of the New
South Wales state lotteries two years ago, he had put his money in
very safe but slow investments. When he was staying with Hal at the
Mount Remarkable Community near Melrose, he had taken advice from some
of Hal's financially minded friends. He had swapped his investments
into a number of interesting companies run by community members and
had also rearranged his affairs for taxation purposes. He now owned a
significant share holding in Long Phat Kok and Company Proprietary
Limited of Singapore. That was a very profitable company.
The result of his financial rearrangements was that his income after
tax had quadrupled.
Derek was happy to be generous. He had given substantial sums of
money to the communities of the Fellowship of the Way. Hal however
reminded Derek that he would need money for founding the community at
Ringtail Springs in the Old Valley Road Hotel.
He remembered fondly his parting from Hal.
Hal had hugged him and said: "Derek, I have stuffed your beautiful
head with all I know. I know that you will use the knowledge wisely
and well. I send you out into the world in the name of the Father and
the Son and the Holy Spirit."
It was an oddly emotional moment.
The others all hugged Derek too. He climbed onto his motorbike and
rode away. He turned onto Portrush Road and headed south towards the
start of the freeway through the Mount Lofty Ranges.
Derek was ready for Scott. It had been a good trip across from
Adelaide. He was able to consolidate his knowledge in the time. He
looked forward to training up Scott to become a superman. God wanted
Scott. Derek knew that. He was aware that everything had been set up
to that end.
He knew Scott was waiting naked for him under the gum tree at the back
of the garage on Valley Road with his cock stiff and dripping precum.
He had switched on his invulnerability before he left Adelaide. It
was going to be fun.
Derek had grown his cock to superhuman proportions again when Fox
became superhuman. When erect his penis was 40 centimetres (16
inches) long and 7.5 centimetres (3 inches) thick. He knew that Scott
would fit it all in up his arse and love it. Hal had rearranged
Scott's insides before he had left with Derek for Melrose. That was
seven weeks ago.
Derek rode his bike down the steep curving descent of Brown's Hill
Road towards Ringtail Springs. He met no traffic. Soon he reached
the Valley Road turnoff and rode along the bumpy winding old bitumen
road. Tall gum trees grew close to the road.
When Derek reached the big white garage, he stopped and gave thanks
telepathically to Yang for looking after the garage and hotel. Yang
was proud to be of service to the superman.
Derek rode around to the back. He pretended not to see Scott under
the gum tree out the back. The garage door was open so he rode
straight in and parked his motorbike in between his Pajero and Scott's
distinctive bright orange old Ford utility. He dismounted and looked
around. He saw Scott struggling to get the sarong on over his huge
erect penis under the gum tree. Scott was wearing his black leather
work boots and his dark blue baseball cap as well as the useless
sarong.
He strode merrily over to Scott who was blushing with embarrassment.
Scott's huge erect two-foot (60-cm) penis pointed straight up towards
the sky. Scott could not cover it with the sarong. It was too huge.
Scott felt mortified as he watched the big muscular biker clad in
black leather approaching him.
Derek grinned. He beamed love and good vibrations to ease Scott's
discomfiture.
"Shit a brick, Scott!" he exclaimed. "You're absolutely bloody huge!
Like, you're gi-normous! Beaut to see you, by the way."
Scott was tongue-tied. He was too embarrassed to speak.
Derek indicated Scott's huge stiff cock with a grin.
"Looks like you're pleased to see me. Fuck, that's a huge cock you've
got there. It's big enough to fuck an elephant."
"Hi," muttered Scott weakly.
"You found Alfred, didn't you. I see you've made good use of him.
He's turned you into an absolutely huge mountain of muscle with a huge
fucking great cock. It's like a fucking cannon."
Scott nodded feebly. He gave a weak smile.
Derek cheerfully put his arm around Scott's enormous shoulders. He
was beaming good vibrations to Scott and was bubbling with good cheer.
He felt Scott's awkwardness and embarrassment diminish.
"Hey, let's see all of you, Scott. You might as well take that stupid
thing off your middle. It's not hiding anything. Anyhow, I've seen
lots of cocks before in my life. Yours would be one of the biggest
though."
Scott fumbled with the sarong. He had difficulty with it. Derek
whipped it off.
"You don't need that thing," he said with a grin. "Not with me."
He held up the sarong and inspected it.
"Bloody hideous, if you ask me," commented Derek. "Where did you get
this thing?"
"My fucking aunt," replied Scott. "She gave it to me for Christmas
years ago."
"Is that the fucking aunt you're not going up to Queensland to not
spend Christmas with?"
"Yeah." Scott managed a smile.
Good, thought Derek. He's thawing nicely. Derek cast the sarong over
the chair.
He looked over Scott's enormously muscular form. Scott was naked
except for his work boots and old dark blue New York Yankees baseball
cap. Derek walked around Scott and whistled. Scott really did look
like a creation of 'HSMusclboy' or the artist known as 'N'.
"Scott, you are bloody huge, so bloody huge I'm having difficulty
believing it," commented Derek. "You're bloody enormous all over.
You're absolutely fucking magnificent. What fantastic muscles you
have!"
He got Scott to flex his arms in an enormous and mind-boggling double
biceps pose. Scott's arms mounded up into rounded mountain peaks of
muscle. Both arms were thicker than most men's chests. Veins stood
out all over Scott's arms and the rest of his mighty body.
Derek ran his hands over Scott's gigantic biceps muscle. It was huge
and rock hard, 47 inches (120 cm.) of pure muscle. Scott relished
Derek's touch. Derek ran his hands over Scott's huge arm, then his
enormous shoulders and then his other arm. He ran his hands over
Scott's massively muscled back then over the gigantic boulders of
pectoral muscles. They formed a shelf that jutted out under Scott's
chin. Deliberately he felt each of the eight hard mounds of abdominal
muscle. Scott was rock hard all over. He rumbled with pleasure as
Derek felt him all over.
Scott looked at Derek's powerfully muscled, black leather clad form.
Derek was like a dream. He had magnificent muscles and was
extraordinarily handsome.
"I...I..." stammered Scott.
"Want me to fuck you?" Derek finished off.
Scott nodded.
Derek ran his finger over the length of Scott's enormous penis. It
was as stiff as a ramrod. The vein-covered shaft was four inches (10
centimetres) thick. A groan escaped Scott's lips.
Derek rubbed his hands up and down the length of Scott's huge stiff
penis. He looked into Scott's eyes. Scott groaned. More precum
trickled out of his piss slit. His sexual tension was excruciating.
"Let's fuck then," said Derek with a sexy smile.
Derek picked up the chair and they went inside the garage. Derek left
the chair inside and pulled the garage door shut. He put the bolt in
place locking the door securely.
He sprinted up the stairs. Scott followed him up very slowly and
clumsily. His huge thighs only allowed him to progress up sideways.
Derek came down again and leapt off the stairs down onto the floor.
Scott admired his limber athleticism.
Derek came up to Scott, scooped him up in his arms and carried Scott's
huge bulky body up the stairs. Scott marvelled at how easily Derek
carried his massive body.
As Derek carried Scott through the doorway into the loft to the bed,
he sang to the tune of the Bridal Chorus from Wagner's Lohengrin:
"Here comes the bride,
Fair, fat and wide,
She slipped on a banana skin
And went for a ride."
Scott giggled as Derek lowered him onto the bed.
"How the hell can you carry me so easily?" he asked. "I weigh 303
kilos."
"No problem," said Derek with a grin. "I'm stronger than I look."
Scott looked at him with wonder. The big muscular biker clad in black
leather looked awesome.
Derek looked down at Scott's huge naked form lying on his back on the
black vinyl cover of the bed. Scott was incredibly enormous.
Derek unbuckled his pants and liberated his huge cock. Already it was
ramrod stiff. Scott's eyes widened as he took in its enormous
dimensions as the great big fleshy club jutted out from Derek's black
leather pants.
"Big enough to fuck you?" asked Derek with a merry grin.
Scott nodded.
"How big is it?" he asked.
"Forty centimetres long and seven and a half centimetres thick," said
Derek with cheerful pride. (16" x 3") "Happy with that?"
"Ooh, yeah!"
Derek lay down on the bed next to Scott and ran his hands over Scott's
enormous body. He relished Scott's magnificent torso and the huge
pectoral muscles that were like hard rounded boulders of muscle
separated by a cleft that was a foot (30 cm.) deep. They were about
18 inches (45 cm.) across and formed a great big thick shelf of muscle
under Scott's chin.
Scott's deltoid muscles were bigger than basketballs, huge great
masses of striated muscle. His shoulders were gigantic. They were
tremendously wide. He looked to be literally about a yard (metre)
wide. Massive bulging convex trapezius muscles sloped up to his very
thick neck that looked like it belonged to a champion show stallion.
The neck was very thick at the base and tapered up to his jaw-line
where it met the trapezius muscles.
His wide back muscles came out from his waist horizontally and curved
up each side of his back to his shoulders forming a great big thick
and massive shield of muscle. They gave it an almost rectangular
appearance.
Scott's belly was a rippling mountain range of muscle. What an eight-
pack it was. It looked like a rock wall as well as feeling like one,
hard and solid. Each mound of abdominal muscle stood out about three
inches (7.5 cm). There was a quite a deep cleavage down the midline
of his abdomen, in which lay his belly button.
His arms were much bigger than most men's thighs. In fact they were
bigger than most men's chests. The biceps muscles alone were
enormous. They were as big as a body builder's whole arm, or a
watermelon. His triceps muscles were like mountain ranges of muscle,
hard and bulging.
His thighs were truly humungous massive columns of striated bulging
vein-covered muscle. They were tremendously thick like tree-trunks
and were shaped like giant hams.
His cock remained stiff and erect. It was so big that it would have
done credit to a stallion. It was nearly two feet (60 cm) long and
about four inches (10 cm) thick. It was huge, reaching up along the
length of his torso almost up to his throat. It had a slight upward
curve and it was covered with a network of veins. The cock head was a
huge helmet made of hard flesh; it was the size and appearance of a
large peach and a pinkish purplish colour. The skin was so tight that
it was shiny. In fact all the skin on the penis was so tight it was
shiny. Derek had locked it into a permanent erection.
Scott's balls were huge, bigger than bulls' balls. They both were
about 20 centimetres (8 inches) long and had the shape of large fat
emu eggs.
Derek delighted in feeling Scott's gigantically huge hard muscles.
Scott was like a wet dream.
Derek ran his hands over the Scott's gigantic stiff hard cock. It was
dripping precum. Derek licked the cock head, particularly around the
piss slit. He relished the sweet musky taste of Scott's precum.
Scott groaned with delight as he felt Derek's tongue rasping against
his cock head. He quivered as Derek licked the exquisitely sensitive
underside of the cock head.
Derek hoisted Scott's huge legs up to expose his arsehole. He licked
around Scott's anal pucker. Scott moaned incoherently in sheer joy as
he felt Derek's tongue rasping against his anus. It tickled and
stimulated him tremendously. It felt better than when Rod did it. It
was a wonderfully sensuous experience.
Derek felt Scott's anus loosen up. He licked the base of Scott's
penis and stuck a finger into Scott's anus. Scott moaned with
delight. He moaned even more when Derek tickled Scott's prostate. He
writhed with pleasure. Derek sent loving relaxing vibrations to Scott
and his anus loosed up even more. Derek stuck two more fingers into
Scott's arsehole and continued stimulating Scott's prostate. Scott
teetered on the edge of an orgasm but he could not come because Derek
had locked it down. Derek spread his fingers stretching Scott's anal
sphincters nicely. Scott moaned and groaned in the peak of sexual
excitement. His gigantically muscular body trembled. Derek was
enjoying himself stimulating this huge mountain of muscle to such
sexual ecstasy. Very soon Scott's anus had loosened up enough to
admit Derek's mighty long fat penis.
"Let's do this nice and easy for the first time," said Derek. "I'll
fuck you from behind while you're lying on your side. OK?"
Scott nodded. His heart pounded with excitement.
Derek switched on a small repulsive force field all over his body so
that it felt nice and slippery, especially his penis. That would slip
easily into Scott's arsehole.
Derek got Scott to lie on his side with his legs raised so that his
arsehole was nicely exposed. Derek lay behind him and positioned his
ramrod stiff cock against Scott's anal opening.
"Ready, mate?" asked Derek.
Scott groaned incoherently. He was desperate with lust for Derek.
Derek saw that. He knew Scott meant "YES!!!!".
Gently Derek pushed the head of his force field lubricated cock in
through Scott's anus, stretching it considerably. Scott moaned with
delight. What he had been daydreaming about for weeks was finally
happening to him in reality. Derek was fucking him.
Derek slowly and gently thrust his penis in through Scott's anus with
small strokes. Scott moaned as Derek worked more of his mighty cock
into Scott's arsehole. Scott's anus was tight around the shaft of
Derek's thick shaft. The huge muscles that packed Scott's pelvis
pressed tightly against Derek's cock, holding it in a tight grip. The
stimulation was wonderful. Further up inside Scott's abdomen the
pressure lessened and up near the chest Scott's insides were
exquisitely soft and sensuous as Derek's thrust up into them. The
unguent balm that filled Scott's intestines made an excellent
lubricant.
Finally Derek's cock was buried up to the hilt in Scott's arse. Scott
was moaning softly. He was delirious with pleasure.
Derek got Scott to straighten up his legs and body. He gasped as the
muscles inside Scott's pelvis and Scott's anus contracted and
tightened on his cock even more. The stimulation was tremendous as he
thrust into Scott. He had locked down his orgasm and he was going to
enjoy this.
He put his arms around Scott's huge, massively muscled torso. He
could not reach all the way around Scott's enormous chest. Instead he
held onto Scott's rocklike abdomen that rippled with muscle. He
delighted in feeling the hard cobblestones of Scott's muscular belly.
The large hemispherical mounds of Scott's perfect bubble butt pressed
into his groin and enveloped his thrusting penis.
Derek thrust his penis in and out of Scott's arsehole with long
sweeping strokes. It was sheer delight. He pulled his penis almost
all the way out until the cock head was held by the tightly stretched
anal sphincters. Then he pushed the full length of his penis up into
Scott's colon all the way up to his chest. Scott was blessed with a
very long rectum. It was bliss for Derek to fuck such a man. When he
was fully in, he could feel Scott's heart pounding against his cock
head.
Scott was delirious with joy at feeling Derek's enormous penis
thrusting up into him through his arsehole. His hypersensitive
prostate was receiving an exquisitely pleasurable pounding. It was
wonderful to feel Derek's huge cock filling him up inside. The
sensation was breathtaking. He revelled in feeling so gloriously
filled up. To feel Derek's huge thick stiff meaty appendage ramming
up into his body was a most marvellous feeling. He loved having
Derek's thick muscular arms wrapped around his waist and holding onto
his belly.
His own gigantic cock was achingly stiff. His huge aching testicles
felt so full that they might burst.
Derek released the block on Scott's orgasm. Scott's orgasm started
immediately.
Scott felt something contract, then explode deep inside his pelvis
from around Derek's thrusting cock. His groin churned massively. His
balls contracted. Scott cried out as his hot semen boiled up out of
his groin like lava and squirted out of his cock across the bed in
thick white ropy jets.
Derek kept on plunging his cock deep into Scott's bowels while
orgasmic tumult racked Scott's massively muscled body. Scott was as
hard as a rock all over with his huge muscles tensed up. He yelled as
semen gushed forth out of his cock. Feeling Derek's huge penis thrust
into him while his orgasm continued was marvellous bliss. It spurred
him on and on. It felt as good as on the workout bike.
Derek pumped energy into him prolonging his orgasm considerably.
Scott thought his orgasm would never end. It was wonderful. He
revelled in feeling the powerfully muscled, black leather clad Derek
pumping his cock into him from behind. He was being swamped by a
tsunami of an orgasm.
Derek released his orgasm. He thrust his penis into Scott's hugely
muscled torso as deep as he could as he felt the muscles in his groin
contracting explosively. It was sheer joy to feel his semen boil up
out of his groin through his penis into the depths of Scott's vitals.
He felt Scott's heart pounding against his cock embedded deep in the
core of Scott's body right next to his heart. Thunderous orgasmic
bliss roared over him like a giant wave. It carried him deep into
Scott's being. Scott was delirious with ecstatic orgasmic bliss as
Derek pumped energy into him. Derek revelled in pumping large
quantities of his semen into Scott's freakily huge and muscular body.
Scott felt that Derek was melting into him. Derek's fingers dug into
his rock hard cobblestone abdomen. It was as if he and Derek were
melting together. This was a lot better than Rod. Rod was a poor
fucker compared to Derek. Derek was a true champion of fuckers.
Scott felt a sudden twinge of guilt about his sex with Rod and Cave
Bear. That diminished his orgasmic joy.
His orgasm dwindled and came to an end. Derek clutched him tightly
while he continued to pump semen up his arse. Derek's throbbing cock
felt marvellous inside him but the magic had stopped. He wished he
could hold Derek in his arms.
Derek sensed Scott's disenchantment setting in. His orgasm slowed to
a stop. He nuzzled the back of Scott's neck affectionately, then
kissed him behind the ear. Scott shuddered with delicious delect-
ation. Derek still held him tightly around the waist.
"That was fantastic, Scott," Derek whispered sensuously in Scott's
ear. "I really enjoyed fucking you, you glorious great big huge
fuckable mountain of muscle."
He nuzzled into Scott's curly black hair. He licked Scott behind the
ear and on the neck. Scott shuddered with sweet delectation. They
lay together with Derek's stiff cock still thrust up Scott's arse,
enjoying the golden afterglow of glorious sex. Scott would have been
blissfully happy if it were not for his troubling guilt.
After a while, Derek started gently thrusting into Scott once more.
However, Scott wanted Derek to come into him from in front. He wanted
to see Derek's face and feel his powerful and muscular body. He
believed that Derek was the most beautiful man alive.
Derek withdrew his penis from Scott's rectum. It was unpleasant for
Scott to feel Derek's beautifully fulfilling penis leave his body. He
moaned when he felt the cock head leave his anus.
Derek knelt on the bed next to Scott, who thought that Derek's black
leather form towered over him. Derek was still wearing his big heavy
bike boots. Scott admired Derek's magnificently muscular torso.
Derek's pectorals were like rounded boulders of muscle. His abdomen
was a cobblestone pavement of muscle. His huge thick penis jutted out
fully erect in front of him. It was covered with the pale yellow
unguent balm that filled Scott's intestines. White drops of semen
oozed from the end.
"On your back, mate," commanded Derek. "Legs in the air and spread
them apart.
Scott obediently rolled over onto his back and did as he was told.
"I promise I won't hurt you. I'll be careful of you. I promise,"
said Scott diffidently.
"Don't worry, mate," said Derek with cheerful reassurance. "You can't
hurt me. I'm a lot tougher than I look. It's OK. I'll be fine."
"You're sure?"
"Of course I'm sure. I wouldn't tell you otherwise. You can't hurt
me even with those huge muscles of yours. So don't worry. Just lie
back and enjoy the fuck."
So saying, Derek positioned his force field lubricated penis at
Scott's anal entrance and pushed against it. Scott's anus opened up
easily to admit Derek's apple-sized cock head. With a few thrusts
Derek's penis was fully embedded up Scott's arse and deep into his
torso. Derek felt Scott's heart beating hard against his cock head.
He saw a great big happy smile spread over Scott's face.
"Ah!" moaned Scott. "You're so wonderful, Derek. You fill me up so
much. Fuck me, Derek. Fuck me like I've never been fucked before."
Derek ignored the slip. He would deal with Scott's peccadilloes
afterwards. He felt the overarching nimbus of the loving Presence of
God. Scott was wanted. God wanted Scott to serve Him. God loved
Derek.
Derek lay down on Scott's gigantic body between Scott's humungous
thighs, sandwiching Scott's enormous hard two-foot (60-cm.) cock
between himself and Scott's massive body. He buried his face in
Scott's huge pectoral muscles. The midline cleft was a foot (30 cm.)
deep. He pushed his tongue down the cleft. Scott moaned with
pleasure. His huge body writhed. Derek licked a nipple on the great
big boulder of pectoral muscle. They were already hard. He sucked on
the nipple. The nipple was like the end of a finger in his mouth. It
was quite big. Scott moaned with greater intensity as Derek sucked on
the nipple.
Derek licked the underside of Scott's cock head. It was the size and
shape of a large peach. It was huge. Scott groaned and writhed
underneath Derek with delight.
Derek ran his hands over Scott's huge thick mighty arms, shoulders and
chest. Scott was freakily huge and Derek was enjoying him. Derek
rubbed his front against Scott's front, huge muscle against gigantic
muscle.
He grasped Scott's enormous wide back muscles. They were massive,
thick and almost rectangular in shape. He started fucking Scott
seriously. He withdrew his penis partially and thrust it back in up
Scott's rectum. He lengthened his stroke, almost withdrawing it
completely until the cock head was held by Scott's anal sphincters and
then ramming it in again. Fucking the massively huge mountain of
muscle that was Scott was tremendous fun. His cock was exquisitely
pleasured and stimulated as it swept up past Scott's prostate and his
pelvic muscles up into the soft sweet pleasures of Scott's inmost
being. He loved feeling Scott's heart beating against his cock head
when it was fully thrust in.
Scott groaned with each stroke. The sensation was overwhelming.
Derek's huge thick fat cock thrust up into him past his prostate and
other internal organs. They all parted before the cock head sweeping
into his inmost being. It was wonderful to feel it filling up his
torso as it surged into him.
Scott's mighty arms tightened around Derek's chest. Derek was not the
least bit worried. He was invulnerable. There was nothing Scott
could do to hurt him. Scott marvelled at how hard and muscular
Derek's leather clad form felt as Derek thrust his cock deep into his
torso.
Derek looked into Scott's bright blue eyes that were blurry with
bliss. He did not lock down Scott's impending orgasm. Scott's groans
were becoming louder as his orgasm approached. His face reddened.
Derek kept on thrusting mightily into him. Scott's fingers dug into
the thick hard muscles of Derek's back through the black leather of
Derek's jacket. Derek was invulnerable but Scott did not know that.
To Scott, Derek felt like he was made of steel. Derek's muscles were
incredibly hard and strong. Dimly Scott wondered how.
Then orgasm exploded within Scott. His groin churned massively around
Derek's huge thick thrusting penis. His balls contracted. His hot
semen erupted from deep inside his pelvis and gushed up the length of
his penis out the end. Derek had it pointed away from his and Scott's
faces. The semen gushed out past Scott's head.
Involuntarily Scott's huge arms clenched around Derek's black leather
clad chest with a force that would have crushed a normal man to death.
Derek revelled in Scott's iron grip as he kept on thrusting into him.
Derek felt like a muscleman made of steel. Scott's orgasm was
enhanced enormously by Derek thrusting his cock into him. Derek
pumped energy into him prolonging his orgasm greatly.
Derek yielded himself to orgasmic bliss. It was sheer joy to squirt
his semen deep into the core of Scott's huge massively muscled body.
It was wonderful to feel Scott's heart pounding against his pulsating
cock head. He revelled in filling Scott up with his love. Derek
orgasmically wrapped himself around Scott and thrust himself deep into
Scott.
Scott was delirious with bliss. Through the tumult of his orgasm he
thought that Derek was a most wonderful fucker. He was much better
than Rod. He felt a pang of guilt at the thought. It was made worse
by the memory of Cave Bear.
Despite Derek pumping energy into him, Scott's orgasm waned and
diminished. It ended. Derek continued pumping semen into him. Scott
held the steel hard muscleman in his arms while Derek's orgasm
continued. He loved feeling Derek's throbbing penis embedded deep
inside him. But his orgasmic pleasure had come to an end.
Finally Derek's orgasmic climax ended. Derek lay blissfully on top of
Scott's massive form with his penis embedded in Scott's torso.
Scott's arms were wrapped gently around him.
Scott's mind did not open up to Derek and Derek was not able to switch
on the telepathic sense within Scott. The process was blocked by the
guilt that Scott felt about his sexual encounters with Rod and Cave
Bear. It was like a broken down car blocking the road.
In the time sideline when Derek had fucked Scott before, Scott's mind
had opened up sweetly and easily. Now it was blocked by guilt.
Derek released the spell on Scott's cock that kept it stiff. Almost
immediately the huge penis lost its turgor. It lay limply between
Derek and Scott like a large pink uncooked sausage.
Derek's penis slackened. He kissed Scott tenderly on the lips. Scott
was feeling quite guilty. Derek's kiss went some way towards
reassuring him.
Derek held Scott's head in his hands and smiled down at him.
"Since you've made such good use of Alfred, I'd better go and check it
out," he said.
He extracted his penis from Scott's arsehole. Scott groaned.
"That felt fantastic inside me," said Scott. "It felt so good filling
me up."
Scott ran his hands down Derek's front as Derek got up off the bed.
Derek removed his boots and stripped off his bike leathers. He stood
naked before Scott who stayed reclining on the bed.
"That's better," Derek said. "These are a bit cumbersome, specially
when fucking." He grinned. "I much prefer to do it naked."
"You look so sexy in your black leather bike gear," said Scott.
"You're bloody hot yourself, mate."
Derek made off towards the door to the stairway. Scott got up off the
bed. He yawned and stretched his gigantically muscular body. Derek
turned and looked admiringly at him.
"You're bloody magnificent, all 666 pounds of you," Derek said with a
cheeky bright-eyed grin. "I love those huge muscles of yours."
Scott grumbled. He did not like being reminded of the numerical
significance of his weight.
He followed Derek out of the door. He watched admiringly while Derek
slid down the banister and vaulted athletically over the banister
post.
He laughed. "You know, Derek, you did that one bloody well. I
thought you're either going to get a splinter in your arse or crack
your nuts on the post down there."
"Nah, not me," replied Derek with a grin.
He unstrapped his sausage bag from the back of his bike and sprinted
back up the stairs. He slung the sausage bag inside the door of the
loft. He extracted a laptop computer and a handful of cables from its
bottomless recesses.
"OK," he said. "Let's see what Alfred's been doing to you."
He went through the bathroom into the secret room containing the
workout bike. Scott followed.
Derek placed the laptop on the chair, connected it up to the workout
bike and switched it on. He squatted down on the floor in front of
it. When the screen lit up, Derek keyed in the passwords and logged
into the workout bike. He keyed in further commands and displayed the
log file from the workout bike on the screen.
With a smile he looked up at Scott who was standing beside him.
"Ramzilla! Is that you?" he asked.
Scott shuffled awkwardly.
"Yeah, that's me," he admitted reluctantly.
Derek looked him up and down.
"Good one. It suits you. Because size matters. You are absolutely
fucking huge. Who thought that one up?"
"My sister," replied Scott.
"Your family call you that?"
"Well, my brothers and sisters do as well as half the fucking town."
"Ramzilla. Ramzilla. I like it. It suits you down to the ground."
Derek laughed.
He examined the screen. "The subject was Ramzilla. Age is seventeen
years old. Weight was 115 kilograms (253 lb.) with 65% muscle and 5%
body fat. Was that you when you started?"
"Yep," replied Scott.
"Bloody impressive statistics, if you ask me, particularly for a
seventeen year old."
"Well I guess it was that stuff you gave me before you left and the
spell Hal cast on me."
"It was. You must have had a pretty impressive body before you
started on this," said Derek. "You would have nice big bulging
muscles. You would have been quite an eyeful."
"I was." Scott felt a bit awkward.
"But you wanted to get even bigger. And you did. You succeeded
spectacularly well. Like I said, you're fucking gi-normous now."
Derek continued perusing the screen of the laptop.
"After your first session you went up to 140 kilograms (308 pounds).
Shit! That's more than what I weigh. That's a gain of 25 kilos (55
lb.) of solid muscle. Quite a bit! It says here that you injected
the muscle growth enhancer, that purple stuff into yourself. That was
on the Thursday."
Scott did not reply. He was speculating what Derek was thinking.
Derek said as he read Scott's thoughts: "Don't worry about it. It's
there to be used. And it's fine that you've been using it."
Scott relaxed.
Derek continued reading down the screen. The machine listed all the
materials used. It was quite substantial but Derek saw no need to
mention that to Scott.
"After your second session on Friday morning you went up to 150
kilograms (330 lb.). That's a lot. You would have been quite
impressive."
Scott grinned.
Derek scrolled down the log file again.
"You had another session Friday afternoon. You injected the muscle
growth enhancer into yourself again. That put you up to 170 kilos
(374 lb.). That's as big as Hal is! And he's huge."
"Yeah, and I had 26-inch (66-cm) biceps too," said Scott proudly.
"You would've."
Derek went on reading the log.
He said: "On your fourth session yesterday morning you went up to 218
kilograms (480 pounds) after injecting yourself with two syringes full
of muscle growth enhancer. That's a big gain, 48 kilos (106 lb). You
would've been pretty massive then, I imagine."
"Yeah, I was. I had 28-inch biceps (71-cm) then," Scott said with a
grin. He was loosening up.
Derek scrolled down the log.
He looked up at Scott.
"According to this you got up to your current freaky massive size of
303 kilograms (666 pounds) yesterday afternoon after injecting
yourself with forty-one syringes full of muscle growth enhancer.
That's one hell of a lot," said Derek.
He looked at the screen again.
"It says here you were going into muscle meltdown when you came to
Alfred. You bloody nearly died. You were bloody lucky that Alfred
was programmed to deal with such an eventuality. You would've been
dead if he hadn't. What possessed you to stick forty-one syringes
full into yourself?"
"I just wanted to get really big," mumbled Scott. His voice was thick
with embarrassment.
Derek raised an eyebrow. "You sure did. And you bloody nearly killed
yourself in the process. I reckon you won't be doing that again in a
hurry. It says here that Alfred was able to repair all the damage and
grow your muscles into the enormous size that they are now. Well, now
you're one hell of a big muscle freak. Happy?"
"Dunno," Scott mumbled unhappily. "I dunno what people are gonna
think when they see me."
"They going to think you're the hugest fucking great big muscle freak
in the world," Derek said brightly. "Don't worry. I can keep you out
of sight until you slim down, if you want. We can program Alfred to
slim you down quickly, like reverse what he did to you before. If
that's what you want."
Scott shrugged his shoulders noncommittally.
Derek continued reading.
He looked up at Scott again.
"It says here in the log that Alfred found semen in your arsehole and
it's from a foreign source. I wonder where that came from?"
"Where? What do you mean?" Scott reddened with confusion and
embarrassment.
Derek calmly indicated the place on the screen of the laptop. "I mean
that Alfred did a DNA check on the semen in your arsehole and it does
not match your DNA. It came from somebody else."
"I...I..." Scott stammered.
"You remember just before we left, Hal warned you not to have sex with
anyone else until I get back? He said you could queer things up
horribly for yourself, like get yourself into a difficult situation.
Look, Scott, I'm willing to help you get out of any difficult
situations you've got yourself into, but I need to know what I'm
dealing with. I need to know who else is involved and what is likely
to happen, like what are the consequences of you screwing around.
Hal's not suddenly going to appear and roar hell out of you. And I'm
not going to roar hell out of you either. I just need to know what
I'm dealing with. Scott, you've got to be straight with me if you
want me to help you out."
Derek judged that getting Scott to make a full confession was the best
way of removing the block caused by Scott's guilt. Hal concurred
telepathically.
Scott was red-faced. He shifted uneasily.
"Look, Scott," Derek continued soothingly. "I've learnt a lot about
human nature. Hal's a great teacher and I've learnt a lot from him.
I know how to smooth things out if they get difficult. I'm here and
I'm willing to help you. I know you've been screwing around, or
rather someone's been screwing you. It says here that you had someone
else's semen squirted up your arsehole."
He looked up at Scott meaningfully then looked down at the laptop
screen. He opened up another window and typed in more commands to
check on Alfred's status. Alfred was linked by the satellite dish in
the roof to the main computer at Mount Remarkable. Derek had been
asked to check on Alfred directly to see that everything matched up
correctly. He checked telepathically with the people at the Mount
Remarkable Community and everything was fine.
Scott was in an agony of indecision.
Derek let him stew while he investigated the status of Alfred's many
components. Without a word he squatted naked at the laptop and typed
in commands. He brought up colourful graphs and pie charts on the
screen and perused them.
"Er...Derek, are you mad at me?" Scott asked hesitantly.
"No. Of course not." Derek smiled reassuringly up at Scott. "It's
no skin off my nose if you've been screwing around. After all, you
and I have just been having really beaut sex together and I got the
feeling you're no virgin, at least when it comes to guys. But, hey,
I'm not worried. It's your life. You're free to screw it up. But
I'm willing to help you out if things do get sticky."
Derek beamed good vibrations to Scott to help him feel more relaxed
and comfortable. Telepathically he encouraged Scott to be open with
him. He knew that God wanted Scott.
Scott took a deep breath and made the plunge.
"Er, there was this Yank I hooked up with at the swimming pool at
Willabalangaloo. This was yesterday morning when I took your four-
wheel-drive for a spin like you asked in your note."
Derek made encouraging noises.
Scott went on. "He wanted to take photos of me. He was really rapt
with my huge muscles. That was when I was too heavy for your scales.
They stopped and made a funny noise at 204 kilos (449 lb). I hope I
didn't break them."
"Don't worry. I can always treat myself to a new set if I need to.
They were cheap and second-hand anyway and they've been knocked around
a bit."
"Thanks. Anyway I went around to the farmhouse he was renting just
out of town. He took photos of me with my bathers on and then of me
with nothing on. He thought my muscles were really fantastic. I had
28-inch (71-cm) biceps and my chest was 69 inches (175 cm). You said
Alfred got me up to 218 kilos (480 lb). He was really turned on by my
muscles. He really wanted to have sex with me so I let him fuck me."
"Did you like it?"
"Oh, yeah! I sure did. It was bloody tremendous to feel his dick up
my arse."
Scott told Derek all about the previous day's encounter with the
American. He said that the American was a gay porn star and knew what
he was doing. It was the first orgasm the American had for a very
long time. Scott had come many times and the American had come twice
up his arse. He allowed the American to insert a butt plug up his
arse as something to remember him by. The American had given him
twenty thousand dollars for his trouble because Scott had given him
such a good time.
Scott briefly mentioned the thunderstorm when he was returning home
and said that he got sick of the butt plug and had thrown it into the
floodwaters.
"Who was this guy?" asked Derek.
"He said he was Rod Boylin or Hot Rod Boylin," replied Scott.
"I know about him. In fact I used to have a whole lot of gay porn
DVDs that he featured in. He was a good-looking bloke with a really
nice muscly body, I thought. In fact I used to think he was really
hot. I reckon I must have been half in love with him. Anyway I got
rid of all my porn DVDs."
"Why?"
"I got really depressed after Mark left. I had to kick him out
because we got into a fight. He was bloody impossible to live with.
Anyway watching these DVDs with Hot Rod Boylin rooting all these good-
looking blokes made me get really badly depressed. I wasn't getting
much sex at all. About the only way for me to get any was with Mrs
Hand and her five daughters. Yeah. And the dildo up my arse."
Scott laughed.
Derek continued. "So one day a few weeks after Mark went I burnt all
my DVDs. I just got jack of them. I couldn't bear to watch them any
more. You know that old cast iron incinerator at the back of the
hotel. Well, I stoked up a nice old fire in it and tossed all the
DVDs into the fire. You should have seen all the black smoke they
made when they burned."
"How many DVDs did you burn?"
"About fifty odd. It was about two and a half grands worth."
"Shit! What a waste!" exclaimed Scott.
"I just didn't want them any more. I couldn't be bothered trying to
sell them. I just wanted to get rid of them as quick as possible. I
didn't know you'd be interested."
"Yeah! I couldn't have watched them at home though. Fuck! I would
have got into a shit load of trouble."
"Just as well I didn't give them to you then," laughed Derek.
Scott smiled ruefully.
"So Hot Rod Boylin gave you twenty grand for letting him root you,"
said Derek. "That's a lot of money."
Scott grinned.
"There's a word for that," Derek continued. "And that's
prostitution."
The grin vanished from Scott's face.
"But...but..." stammered Scott.
"But the fact is you sold yourself to Hot Rod Boylin for money," Derek
went on mercilessly. "You let Rod stick his dick up your arse and let
him take photos of you naked for twenty thousand dollars. That's
prostitution. Sure, twenty thousand dollars is a lot of money to pay
for a root. That's probably a few hundred to a thousand times what a
guy would get peddling his arse in Sydney. Rod was extremely
generous. There's no doubting that. But, Scott, what value do you
place on yourself?"
"I...I..." Scott did not know what to say.
"What do you think you are worth, Scott?" Derek asked a rhetorical
question. Scott had no answer.
Derek continued. "You cannot value a human life in monetary terms.
Any attempt is meaningless. At the risk of sounding like a preacher,
I tell you that God values human beings really highly. You are worth
heaps. And your value cannot be measured in terms of dollars and
cents, or for that matter in gold bullion. If you sell your body, you
cheapen yourself. You place a value on yourself that is far lower
than your real worth. I reckon it's a lot better to have sex for
nothing and have lots of fun rather than sell yourself to other people
for money."
Scott looked glum. He liked Derek. However, this new, muscular and
assertive Derek took a lot of getting used to. Clearly Hal had a huge
influence on him.
Derek stood up and put his arm around Scott's huge shoulders.
"Look, mate, I do care about you a lot," he said. "However, Scott,
you must realise that all your actions have consequences. Part of
becoming a man means facing the consequences of your actions. When
you were a kid, your parents protected you from all the consequences
of your actions. But now that you're a big fellow, you have to face
them yourself. I'm willing to help you manage the fallout of your
actions for the time being, but you're going to have to learn to stand
on your own two feet like a real man."
He continued. "Hal told you not to have sex with anyone until I got
back. What bothers me is that you completely ignored his warning or
advice or whatever you want to call it. What I need to do now is plan
out how we're going to deal with the potential fallout of you screwing
around."
Derek looked into Scott's blue eyes. Scott felt that Derek's brown
eyes were boring into his inmost being and reading his every thought.
Derek was, but Scott did not know that. Scott felt uncomfortable but
reassured.
Derek said: "Scott, you may like to know that Alfred tested the semen
that Rod squirted up your arsehole. He did not find any sign of the
AIDS virus in it."
"Whew," said Scott relieved. "Rod told me that he was clean. He had
to be because of his job."
"And you believed him! You trusted him with your life and future
health. What if he was lying? "
"Oh shit!" groaned Scott. "I thought he'd be alright."
"In this case, yes, he was alright. Alfred also tested Rod's semen
for other nasty infective bugs like gonorrhoea and syphilis. He found
no sign of anything nasty. Rod was clean as a whistle, lucky for you.
Scott, you took a real risk trusting a complete stranger to screw you
without a condom. You could have been very unlucky and picked up some
really nasty bug."
"Thank God he was clean," said Scott with relief.
"Now there is the issue of the photographs that Rod took of you," said
Derek. "He took photos of you naked and you had a stiffy?"
Scott nodded.
"And it was a big one too," said Derek.
Scott smiled wanly.
"What is Rod going to do with those photos?" asked Derek.
"Dunno," replied Scott. It was an awkward question with frightening
implications. He had not thought about this before.
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Continued in Part 43.
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