Date: Thu, 11 Nov 1999 21:18:03 GMT
From: Derek Flex <raexis@hotmail.com>
Subject: Testos Four - episode 7

Testos Four - Episode 7, Trong Does Pexton
by Derek Flex
(Please send any comments about this story to raexis@hotmail.com)


Trong entered the room.  His father-in-law, Pexton, stood at the kitchen
counter.  Pexton looked up and seemed a little flustered.  The two of them
were alone.  Jark was out of town on business.

"Pexton," Trong smiled broadly.  "I wanted to talk to you."  He walked
toward Pexton and stood next to the counter, dwarfing his father-in-law with
his muscular frame.  Pexton smiled nervously and tried to keep his hands
busy, making a snack.  "I've wanted to talk to you ever since Jark and I got
back from our honeymoon."

"Well, son," Pexton said.  "I guess that would be a good thing.  You know,
we really haven't even been able to talk since I first met you a few months
ago."

Trong smiled and looked down at the governor.  "I know."  He watched Pexton
work for a few minutes.  The silence became slightly uncomfortable, then
Trong said "I just wanted to thank you for raising such a great son.  Jark
and I are very happy together.  I can tell he has had an excellent
upbringing, and I just want to express my appreciation to you."  Trong moved
his hand onto Pexton's shoulder and squeezed it slightly.  Even with just a
small squeeze, Pexton felt the enormous amount of strength in his
son-in-law's hand.

Pexton nervously fiddled with the food.  "Well, I am sure delighted that
Jark has such a fine husband, Trong.  I couldn't be happier for you two."
Pexton looked up from his food, and his eyes landed on Trong's obscenely
huge, thick arms.  For a second, Pexton was fixated on those powerful guns.

"You know, Pexton," Trong said as he lowered his hand from Pexton's deltoid.

"Please. Call me Dad," Pexton interrupted as he came out of his trance with
Trong's arms.

"O.K.," Trong said.  "You know, Dad..."  He paused.  "I always believe that
you can tell a lot about what a guy is thinking by watching what he looks
at."  Trong smiled just a bit and tightened the skin surrounding his mammoth
biceps and triceps, as they hung at his sides.  The muscles rippled, and the
horseshoe of his triceps grew and bulged.  He kept his arms tight like this
for a minute, allowing Pexton to thoroughly enjoy the flex.  Pexton nearly
eliminated on the side of the counter.  Pexton half choked, half cleared his
throat.

"Oh really?" Pexton said, dry-mouthed.  "How do you mean?"

"Well," Trong paused and smiled again.  "I have noticed that ever since you
met me...   You seem to glance at my arms quite a lot."

Pexton's face became beet red.  He turned around, placing some scraps in the
sink.  Trong moved behind Pexton, his gargantuan chest touching Pexton's
thick back muscles.

"It's O.K., Dad," Trong said.  "I'm glad you like them."

"Well," Pexton said.  "They are mighty huge, I guess."  He washed out the
sink.

Trong moved his hands onto Pexton's traps and began to massage.  Pexton's
eyes rolled into his head and he tipped his neck back just a bit as his
giant teenage son-in-law touched him.

"I was wondering Dad," Trong continued.  "Maybe there is a way I could
express my thanks to you... In a more meaningful way."  He continued to
massage the governor's shoulders, seductively moving his powerful fingers
over the bulging traps and deltoids.  Pexton's cock began to stiffen
slightly, as it hung between his thick legs.

Pexton turned around just a bit and said, "Trong... I appreciate what you're
trying to say..." He paused for a second, searching for words to get him out
of this overwhelming temptation.  "But I think that since you and Jark are
in your first year of marriage, it would be best to maintain the custom of
monogamy for the first year.  That's the way it should be.  During this
first year, you should save yourself just for Jark."

Trong removed his hands from Pexton and stood there.  He paused just a
minute, then flexed his thick pec muscles.  He grinned just a bit.  "I don't
think you really want that, do you?"  The giant moved his fingers down to
Pexton's half-stiff cock and began to touch it.  It rose higher.  Pexton
froze.  Pexton knew that if Trong really wanted him, there was nothing he
could do to stop him.  No matter how much Pexton resisted, he knew he would
be no match for Trong's massive power and strength.  And the gleam in
Trong's eye said that he really WANTED the governor.  And to be honest,
Pexton had NO desire to refuse the biggest, most muscular teenage stud he
had ever met.

Trong's muscular fingers tickled the governor's dick as it thickened and
became strong, stiff and striated.  Within seconds it was at full erection.
Pexton's eyes closed as Trong continued to tickle his father-in-law's
erection.  Then, Trong made his next move.  He brought his face down to
Pexton's face and kissed him.  It was just a short kiss.  Pexton leaned up
to get more, but Trong pulled back, teasing his dad.  Pexton brought his
hand up to Trong's arm and felt the immense, warm, rock-hard muscle.
Immediately, precum began to almost pour out of his slit hole.  Trong
fingered the juice and rubbed it into the skin, then he moved his face down
again, and inserted his huge tongue into Pexton's mouth, filling his oral
cavity with hot flesh.  Pexton groaned.  Trong pushed down hard on Pexton's
rod.  Immediately, the disciplined, strong governor began to cum.  Pexton's
muscular body tightened as hard as steel.  He grabbed Trong's arm and
squeezed it HARD, yet his fingers didn't even dent the granite biceps and
triceps of his son-in-law.  He nearly began to convulse as he began his
orgasm.  His cock vibrated slowly under Trong's grip as shot after slow shot
of hot, juicy cum squirted into the air.  Trong kept pushing on his
father-in-law's penis until the orgasm was done.

The two parted lips and smiled at each other.  "See?" Trong said.  "That
wasn't so bad was it?"

Pexton smiled.

"What do you say, you and I go on into your room and express more of our
appreciation to each other.  No one has to know anything, Dad."

"What would happen if Jark found out?" Pexton asked.

Trong slowly moved his long, muscular fingers onto Pexton's firm glutes.  He
began to push his middle finger into Pexton's ass hole, wiggling it slowly
inside.  This was one huge, muscular finger!  Pexton froze.  The sensation
was incredibly HOT.  Pexton had always been attracted to Trong, ever since
he first laid eyes on him.  Perhaps there was a little self-interest in
selecting him as his son's husband.  Now that he was here, his fantasies
were becoming more intense.  And now it seemed that Trong was willing and
able to fulfill them.

"Jark never has to know, Dad," Trong whispered into Pexton's ear as he
shoved his finger farther up Pexton's ass.  The giant teenager began to lift
his father-in-law off the ground with one arm.  He placed his other hand on
Pexton's thick chest, to steady him.  He squeezed Pexton's bulging pec, and
began to play with his nipple, rubbing it softly with his thumb.

Pexton was out of willpower.  He had had a taste of this musclehunk, and now
there was nothing that could stand in his way from experiencing the whole of
the Trong experience.  He was overcome with lust for his new son.  His mind
raced with sex scenes of him and Trong.

Pexton looked at Trong and said "I guess... maybe just this once."

Trong set his new father down and removed his finger from Pexton's butt. He
bent over just a bit, and in a powerful display of brut strength, picked up
his muscular father-in-law and walked him to the bedroom suite, just as he
had done with Jark, a month ago.

* * * * *

Trong sat Pexton on the bed and stepped about five or six feet away.  "Dad,
I was wondering if you would like to watch me pose... just to get us warmed
up to each other," Trong grinned.

Pexton didn't verbally answer.  His smile said it all.  Trong began to flex
his pecs first.  The gargantuan muscles moved in sensual waves.  Pexton's
cock began to tighten again.  Trong looked at it and smiled.  "Glad to see
you're enjoying the show, dad," he grinned.

Trong brought his hands behind his head and tightened his body into an
incredible display of muscle.  The skin on his abs seemed to recede into his
mountainous cobblestone ab work.  Pexton began to touch himself. His erect
cock was as tight as it could get.  Trong smiled again.

Trong held this pose while he brought himself to an erection.  He bulged and
flexed his abs and arms as he held the pose, all the while his mammoth dick
was growing.  Pexton grabbed his own balls and pulled down on them tightly.
Trong kept still as his erection became full.  His precum began to moisten
his huge penis.  Pexton lusted after the meaty member.  He had never seen
one bigger.  His own huge cock paled in comparison to his teenage
son-in-law's cock.  He wanted to touch it... to taste it.  He stood up and
moved toward Trong.  Trong brought his hands down and held Pexton back,
placing his powerful palms on Pexton's huge deltoids.  "Not so fast, papa,"
he grinned.  "You'll have to wait for awhile.  For now, you can look, but
you can't touch."  He sat Pexton back down and moved back.  Pexton's heart
pounded.  He loved being controlled by Trong.  The suspense was fantastic.

Trong resumed the torture.  He hit a double biceps pose.  Pexton grabbed his
own huge balls again and nearly began to crush them.  Trong's insanely huge
arms tightened into two balls of steel.  Trong smiled, knowing he was
driving his new dad wild.  He lengthened his arms, causing the gigantic
biceps meat to extend.  Then he retracted his forearms again, and his upper
arms bulged larger than before.

Pexton's cock dribbled precum heavy.  His mushroom head was swollen, and
bulging.

Trong confidently continued the muscleshow.  He accentuated each pose with
his trademark grin, sending his father into fits of lust and envy.

"Now, I'm going to move close to you, dad," Trong said, smiling.  "But don't
move your hands.  Show your new son how strong and disciplined the governor
really is.  I want to get very close to you, but I want you to remain still.
I'll tell you when you can touch me.  You have to obey and be good, or no
touching."

Pexton swallowed hard.  He took his hands from his balls and laid them at
his side.

"Why don't you stand up, dad," Trong  said.  "That'll make it more fun."

Pexton immediately obeyed his son.  He stood motionless, his hands at his
side.

Trong stepped closer.  He pressed his body into a most-muscular pose.  He
didn't do it too tight, just enough to make his traps swell into two
mountains of iron, and his triceps to bulge into two peaks of steel.  Pexton
nearly began to shake.  Trong stepped closer, holding the pose, smiling all
the way.  His Herculean cock dwarfed Pexton's as they nearly touched.
Trong's was at least six inches longer than the governor's, and it was
clearly substantially thicker and more striated.  Trong groaned slightly as
his huge body hovered over Pexton's, its musculature rippling.  Pexton
nearly began to choke.  His arms ached to move, but he forced himself to
remain still.

Trong brushed his huge sword against Pexton's.  The governor bristled as his
cock was overpowered by the intimidating tower of pure muscle.  Trong's
precum dripped and fell right into Pexton's slit hole, mingling with
Pexton's precum, filling the hole to overflowing and dribbling down Pexton's
shaft.  Pexton closed his eyes for just a second, to maintain his sanity,
then opened them again.  Trong smiled a huge grin, showing his bright teeth.
Pexton nearly melted.

"I can see we're going to have to do this often, dad," Trong teased.  "I
didn't realize how much bigger I am than you.  I hope you're not too
intimidated by me."

Pexton remained silent.  He knew that if he spoke, he might just loose all
control and begin to spurt all over his son.

Trong stepped closer, saying "Now remember.  Keep those hands at your sides.
You might even want to lock your elbows."

The steel giant moved closer.  The two men were now touching.  Pexton's face
met the bulging, rippling chest of Trong.  Trong's pecs must have been the
largest globes of pure muscle on the planet!  The huge mounds of muscle
rippled right at Pexton's face.  The meat bulged so much it seemed as if the
skin couldn't contain it.  Pexton's knees weakened as his face began to
caress the muscular man-boobs.  Trong teased his father, driving him crazy
with his sensual, mighty chest.  He kept rippling and flexing the beef, so
that it manipulated the skin of Pexton's cheeks.  Pexton gasped for air as
he became lightheaded.  Trong's nipples faced the floor, due to the thick
overhang of his pec muscles.  Trong moved one of his nipples so that it met
Pexton's lips.  Instinctively, Pexton opened his mouth and began sucking.
Trong immediately pulled back.  "Now dad, you have to remain still.  No
responding to my movements, O.K.?"

Trong moved forward again.  This time Pexton's lips didn't move as they
began to be teased by Trong's taut, thick, round, erect nipple.  Trong moved
the tip over and between Pexton's motionless lips, parting them slightly as
it forced itself inside.  Pexton relaxed his lips, but didn't move them.
Trong's half-inch long nipple poked between his father's lips.  He teased
his father like this for a few minutes, flexing his pecs and various other
muscles.  Then he pulled back.

"I take it you are enjoying yourself, dad" Trong inquired.

Pexton didn't answer.  He closed his eyes and froze.

Trong moved his hands and grasped Pexton's fists.  Pexton's arms were locked
in the downward position, and Trong began to arm-curl his dad.
Effortlessly, Trong moved Pexton into the air, his huge guns easily
contracting and bulging.  Pexton's penis head met Trong's lips, and the
steel giant began to caress it, kissing and licking it.  Immediately, Pexton
began to cum.  Trong's face braved the onslaught of semen as he continued to
tickle the cock with his tongue and lips.  Pexton groaned as he was held
high in the air.  Trong ran the throbbing rod into his mouth and began to
suck.  Pexton moaned loudly, almost yelling.  Trong's mouth filled with warm
jizz, and his wide throat easily contained the effervescent milk.

Trong took Pexton's cock out of his mouth and moved his lips onto Pexton's
huge balls.  He began to teeth the steel spheres as Pexton ejaculated into
the air.  Pexton winced.  Trong put one huge ball into his mouth and began
to massage it firmly, with his tongue and lips.  Pexton shot uncontrollably.

Before Pexton was finished with his orgasm, Trong stood him on the floor.
Pexton continued to shoot his load onto his muscular, huge son.  Trong
kissed Pexton and pushed down on his rod, gently masturbating and frenching
his new father until he was finished.

Pexton nearly collapsed in exhaustion.

"You look like you need an infusion of testosterone, dad," Trong smiled.
"Maybe I could help."

Trong took both hands and placed them on Pexton's head.  His powerful arms
forced Pexton to move lower.  Trong positioned Pexton's head so that his
father's face was just inches above the his own mammoth erection.  Pexton's
eyes grew big as he gazed upon the beautiful organ stretching up to his
face.  Trong tightened it and it became more taut and bigger.  Trong held
Pexton's face just inches above it, torturing both himself and his dad.
Pexton nearly began to drool.  He licked his lips.  Trong held Pexton there
as long as he could-- not because Pexton was so strong, but because of his
own willpower.  Trong ached to have Pexton's lips suck his cock, and yet he
absolutely LOVED the suspense of waiting.  He moved Pexton closer, so that
Pexton's tongue was able to stick out and touch it.  The tip of Pexton's
tongue began to wiggle madly, lashing at Trong's penis, splashing Trong's
precum.  It was driving them both crazy, and they both loved it.  Pexton's
face pushed madly forward, but his neck was no match for Trong's powerful
arms.  The two men fought at each other, straining... licking... flexing.

Finally, Trong could wait no longer.  He flexed his arms and forced Pexton's
mouth onto his penis mushroom.  Pexton began sucking.

Trong's thick, warm cock was harder than any cock Pexton had ever sucked.
The teenage meat seemed to be made of muscle-encased steel.  It was so hard!

Pexton tasted the sweet precum.  He drank it down.  He moved his tongue all
around the thick shaft, exploring every facet, every muscular bulge, every
striated fiber, every thick blood vessel.  He moved his mouth slowly,
drawing out the experience as long as he could.  Trong obviously enjoyed
Pexton's erotic touch, as he moaned in pleasure.  Pexton sucked a few hard
pulls.  Trong flexed his penis and, unbelievably, it seemed to stiffen more!
Pexton was overwhelmed!  He moved his mouth down the shaft farther, enjoying
every centimeter of rock-hard muscle.  Trong continued to produce a heavy
amount of precum.

Pexton moved both hands onto Trong's coconut-sized testicles.  He began to
rub them and squeeze them.  He pulled on the moist skin.  He tickled Trong's
sensitive spot, just below his balls.  Trong moaned, and forced Pexton's
head lower, his huge arms powerfully moving the governor's head where it
gave him the most pleasure.  Trong tilted his head back and closed his eyes.
  He could see where Jark had learned how to give such fantastic blow jobs.
Like father, like son.  But something in Pexton's technique gave Trong an
even more enjoyable ride than Jark did.  Trong decided right then and there
that he and his father-in-law would have a long and sensual relationship.
This would only be the first encounter.  Fuck Jark.

Pexton sucked and licked.  Trong raised onto his tiptoes and came.  Pexton's
mouth filled with the first shot.  He began to gag on the second shot.  Just
like at the wedding ceremony, Trong's blasts soon overwhelmed his victim.
Pexton's sinuses filled with semen, spurting out of his nose.  Pexton tried
to lift his head off the shaft, but Trong was out of control.  His mighty
arms held the governor EXACTLY where he wanted him.  Trong's whole body
tightened.  He yelled.  Pexton gasped for air as Trong's jizz spilled out of
his mouth, his nose.  Pexton's body became rigid, then he began flailing,
trying to break free.  His powerful son held him tight.  He began to loose
his coloring, then turn blue.  Trong held Pexton there for a few minutes,
yelling, jerking, flexing, ejaculating suffocating bursts of cum into the
governor's mouth, filling his head with jizz.

Finally, Trong was able to regain control, and seeing what was happening, he
pulled Pexton off.  Pexton gasped in a huge breath of air as Trong's mighty
dick shot him with white bullets.  Pexton's eyes were wide as he choked and
gasped.  Trong grabbed himself and squeezed his muscular fingers onto his
shaft, pumping the semen out of his cock.  He grabbed Pexton again, jerked
him around, and rammed his cock up his father's ass.  The governor screamed
as Trong's huge member filled his rectum.  Trong let go of Pexton, causing
him to be suspended in midair, being held up only by his strong, throbbing
cock.  Pexton yelled as Trong's cock sent shock waves of pain throughout his
body.  This was one fucking HUGE orgasm.  Trong leaned back, flexing his
quads and glutes, holding Pexton on his cock.  He made his hands into fists
and his arms tightened and expanded.  He kept leaning back, his hands
clenched next to his sides, his quads bulging.  He gritted his teeth and
growled. He pumped Pexton HARD, as his mammoth arms hung at his sides.  His
triceps and biceps bulged.  He began to flex them, posing them in obscene
displays of power as he fucked his father.  Pexton continued to yell,
begging his son to release him.

Trong refused.  Fucking Pexton was the biggest orgasm he had ever had.  He
was going to enjoy this.  He took his powerful arms and began to lift Pexton
up and down on his shaft.  Trong growled again.  Pexton's tight ass offered
just the right amount of resistance to the muscular cock.  Trong pumped
Pexton up and down, occasionally holding him up high, torturing his own dick
with sensual, erotic delays to his orgasm.  Then he would resume pumping,
forcing Pexton down again.  Sometimes he pushed Pexton down extremely HARD,
forcing his long pipe way up inside Pexton's abdomen.  Pexton would always
scream in agony when Trong did this.  It was painful and humiliating to be
raped like this.  Pexton's strong body writhed in unwilling submission to
the powerful body of his son.  Sometimes Trong just walked around the room,
ejaculating into Pexton as he marched, growling and flexing his insanely
powerful body, his mighty quads bulging with every step.

After about an hour of this, Trong slowed down.  Sweat dripped from his
mighty frame.  Pexton was nearly unconscious, a whimpering rag doll, hanging
on the powerful giant's genitals.  Trong lifted his father off his cock all
the way.  He held him high in the air for a few seconds, flexing his
muscular body.  He turned Pexton around as he held him high, so that they
faced each other.  Pexton, nearly unconscious, looked down at his son. Trong
slowly lowered Pexton down.  Pexton moved onto Trong's huge muscles. Trong
rippled each muscle as Pexton moved down his incredibly developed
body.  Pexton started to come out of his trance.  He awoke to the massive
muscles of Trong as his body was powerfully, seductively lowered.  Trong's
mouth met Pexton's, and the two kissed passionately.  Trong overpowered
Pexton's mouth and filled it with his hot, sweet flesh.  They kissed for
over two minutes, until Pexton nearly began to gag again, and Trong
withdrew.  Trong lowered Pexton all the way down.  Pexton couldn't stand.
Trong carried him to the bed and laid him there, on his back.

Trong climbed on top of his dad and resumed intercourse.  He spread Pexton's
legs and slowly inserted his penis again.  Pexton moaned.  He was awake
again, yet he had no more strength.

"It's O.K., dad," Trong whispered as his cock slipped in farther.  "You just
go ahead and go to sleep.  I'll enjoy myself a while longer, if you don't
mind," Trong grinned.  Pexton couldn't answer.  He couldn't believe the
capacity this kid had for sex.  His endurance and strength were unreal!

Trong's huge body enveloped his father.  His hard cock was fully encased in
Pexton's ass.  Trong began to hump, slowly.  Pexton moaned, and smiled
slightly.  Trong kissed his face, and he began to ejaculate once again.
Between jerks, Trong began to talk to Pexton.  "Dad, you know (jerk), I've
always had a thing for (shot) older men."  Pexton smiled up at his teenage
son.  "And, well (jerk) I've wanted to have sex with you ever since (jerk) I
met you."  Trong's huge arms bulged with each ejaculation.  Pexton moved his
ands onto Trong's overdeveloped back and felt the rippling muscles grow and
contract as Trong breathed and ejaculated.  The muscle bulged under Pexton's
adoring fingers as he felt every striated ripple of beef.  Pexton squeezed
Trong's lats.  The meat was SO HUGE and HARD.  The overwhelming power of his
son's body was intoxicating to Pexton.

Trong continued to whisper.  "Anyway, Dad.  I want (shot) to tell you that I
will always be here (jerk) to fuck you whenever you want."  Trong winced his
face and grunted as he pushed out an especially potent shot of cum.  "You
just call me, and I'll be there to service you, dad."

Pexton smiled.  His ultimate fantasy had come true.  He became lightheaded
as his fingers enjoyed the extreme power of Trong's back, his rectum enjoyed
the mighty cock, his ears enjoyed the romantic promises, his cock enjoyed
the cobblestone slabs of Trong's abs, his eyes enjoyed the gorgeous face.

Pexton fell asleep to the sensation of Trong's jizz filling his abdomen.
Trong gently humped his father for much of the night, pausing occasionally
for an erotic muscle posing show.

* * * * *

At about 3 a.m., the two new lovers found themselves engaged in a jerk-off
contest.  They stood facing each other, each man flexing and posing for the
other.  They were both erect, both totally engrossed in lust for the other.
Pexton flexed his muscular pecs, and Trong grabbed his own meat and began to
pump it.  Pexton did likewise.  Trong moved one arm up and flexed it for his
dad, and immediately Pexton began to cum, squirting all over his son.  Trong
quickly followed suit, cumming all over Pexton.

Trong kneeled down and began to give Pexton a blow job.  Pexton moaned as
Trong's lips moved down his hard shaft.  Trong continued to shoot, spraying
cum in between Pexton's muscular legs as he sucked and sucked.  Pexton
groaned, nearly yelling.

Suddenly, the door to the bedroom suite opened.  In the doorway stood
Sturdis.  Trong immediately took his mouth off Pexton's cock, and his face
was sprayed with jizz.

"Governor!"  Sturdis gasped.  "Trong!"  He stood in the doorway, not
believing his eyes.  "You are violating one of our most revered traditions!
Trong should only be with Jark!"

to be continued...