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Young Studs and their Muscle Master – Chapter 1

He had dominated the entire university not even a full month after the classes had begun. It was unbearable having to hear about the guy in every chat, everywhere, all the time.

‘Who’s this Rodrigo, really?’ I asked my friends, who always answered with a great deal of discomfort and a hint of jealously.

‘Looks like he’s Oliveira’s ‘pupil.”

I remember quite well the funnnylooks they gave each other, ass well as their surprised expression when asking me:

‘Man… you don’t know the guy?’

‘No. That’s why I’m asking.’

‘He’s, like, fucking all the pussies in campus.’

I raised an eyebrow.

‘Fucking all the pussies?’

‘Yeah, dude. All of them! Marcela, Clara, Joana… all of them were fucked by him.’

I stopped listening after ‘Joana.’ No. That couldn’t be!

‘What Joana?’ I asked, anger brewing inside me. ‘My Joana?’

The guys looked at each other one last time and, with sorrowful faces, replied:

‘Yeah, dude. Look… I’m sorry.’

That couldn’t stay like that!

I had the distinction of being of the campus’s best studs, and few males of my caliber would be cool when a rival appeared in my midst.

Joana, after all, was my girl. Well, my ex, but till one of my biggest, hardest conquests: an extremely tall, Nordic blonde with incredible breasts, thick, hard legs, a spectacular rear, and a face sculpted by the gods themselves; a prize only the most expert and daring men could claim.

And I, after all, was one of those men —the only one, in fact, who had ever conquered her heart, and that only after lots os effort, strategy, and planning.

The more I got to know that dude, the more incredible, truly unebelievable things seemed to be>

‘Wait, wait. You’re saying that the dude snatched Joana in a single night??’

‘Yes, dude. He met her, he fucked her.’

I just couldn’t believe those words:

‘He fucked her the same day he met her??’

‘Yep. Impressive, huh?’

I had needed months for Joana to fall into my trap. There was something really fisky about that whole story.

‘What are you thinking about, my love?’ A sweet, somewhat-deep voice awakened me from my deep thoughts. I looked down and saw Amanda, my third lover for the week.

E a reação da minha gostosa não deixou dúvidas de que, sim, ela ouvira muito bem do cara:

I didn’t play any games and cut straight to the chase:

‘Ha anyone talked about this Rodrigo guy?’

And my her reaction made it very clear that, yes, she indeed had heard of him:

‘Ow, yes! He’s sooo hot!’

‘Mmm!’

‘Don’t you tell me you’re jealous.’

‘Well, honey, you know me.’

‘Oow…!’

I grabbed her hard and rolled over her body on the bed:

‘A man must protect his territory.’

‘Oow, oow…’

‘Have you slept with him?’

Her eyes beamed with aprehension, even a bit of shock, before she finally answered:

‘I-I… I-I… I really want to.’ Her hands ran along my ample, hard, muscular chest, and her finger played with her perfect blond hairs. ‘He’s really hot.’

‘You’ve got a hot man right here, in your hands.’ I said, without the slightest trace of humility in my voice, for I knew very well I earned my arrogance.

She smiled and tried to avoid the question:

‘Are you really this jealous, huh, stud?’

I fondled her hair, smiling with my perfect teeth, my square jaw, and prominent cheeckbones, showing her the extremely thick and veiny bicepts of my ripped arm —the biceps of a man who maxxed all the reps in gym.

‘I gotta check out my competition.’

‘Oooh… aaahee…’ She bit her lips and lost herself in my body, spreading her legs wide open for me to ram her with my aboltely humungous…

‘Oow, oow!! Hone-eey!!’

‘Mmm?’

She yelped in pain, looking me with even greater desire:

‘Be careful with your monster.’

‘Oh, yes.’ I moved my prick inside her. ‘I’m touching your cervix, ain’t I?’

She nodded, smiling with intense lut:

‘You know you are, you dog.’

‘Mmm.’

‘You… ooh, god, how big. Ahee, aahee, stop…’

She was visibly exhausted; her body completely covered in sweat, her well-trained muscle shivering, completly hard, and her whole face dripping with sweat after the two hours of fucking he had undergone —which was still barely half my full power.

‘This pussy’s too juicy for me not to enjoy it.’

‘Aaahee… my god!’

I grabbed her body, squeezing her immense, titanic tits against my iron chest, and then I drowned her in a soul-tearing kiss, stealing away even her thoughts along with all the air in her lungs.

‘My… god!!’ She shivered, tightening her cunt in my obcene tool. ‘You don’t top, my god!!’

At that moment, the Rodrigo guy was forgotten, for I was again the absolute god of that bed.

With my absoltely enviable cock, I proceeded to wrecking that girl for half-an-hour more, claiming from her orgasms and more orgams until the entire building was hearing her delirious screams and my powerful noises.

The bed where we were fucking was a bit lousy. Craaarrsh!! After three hours of coitu, it broke in half… yet still, with the bed and the mattress on the floor, I kept fucking her.

‘Aaahee…!! Aaahee…!!!’ Her screams were becoming more and more desperate. ‘Aahee, my god…!! My… my god…!!’ Her eyes widened, almost jumping from her socket, as she finally screamed for all the neighbors to hear.

I simply smiled and kept fucking, finally feeling the firt drops of sweat appearing in her body.

After four hours, I was still fucking her. Her screams only weren’t weaker because, after all, all the energy in her body had gone away.

She turned her head side-to-side, as if looking for escape routes, and then she squinted her eyes, as if trying to simply withstand the barrage of orgasms I was unleashing in her body.

‘Huge…!! AAAHEE!!’ She babbled and screamed. ‘YOU’RE SO FUCKING HUGE, DAAAMN IT!!!’

‘Filthy little mouth, my whore.’

‘AAAAHH…!!!’

I kissed her and squeezed her breasts, all while I kept railing her cunt for twenty minutes, thrusting three or four times a second.

I felt her cunt juices blasting on my abs. My muscles were wholly drenched by her incontinent orgasms, like jets bursting from a water machine gun.

At that point, she wa beyond words; she could only roll her eyes and murmur, with her chin chivering:

‘G-g-god… y-you… aaahee!!’

I extracted more and more orgams out of her with ease, asking myself, in the back of my mind, how any man could be better than that.

Rising once again over my body, with my knees on the mattress, grabbing her by her thick, long, muscular legs, I ravished her cunt more and more times, seeing her body moving up and down on the mattress, her two enormous tits swinging loudly.

‘Aaaheee…!!!’ She alternated faint yelps with louds gushes from her cunt. ‘OO-AAAHEE!!!’

Her orgasms were so powerful her squirts were reaching my pecs.

I had given that mare some fifty orgasms, and still she begged for more —unable to faint, yes, but also unable to handle that power for much longer.

‘M-m-my g-g-god… aaheee… ooohh!!’ She looked to the clock. ‘It’s 2a.m., fuuuuck!!’

Yes. I started fucking her around 10p.m. and, save a little chat here and there, we hadn’t stoppe.

I was recking that cunt like no man would ever wreck her. «I doubt this Rodrigo can… uuurh!!… do better than this!»

My woman’s clit was practically torn out fromm her as I kept stimulating her with my cock’s thick veins.

Oh, whoever that Rodrigo was, one thing I could be certain of: there was no wahe was any harder, longer, or thicker than I.

‘AAAAHEEE…!!!’ My woman did her best to try and rip my prick from my waist, hardening her pussy labia, but my cock was unwieldingly hard.

She couldn’t resist the power and the puissance of my anaconda: from my balls to my helmet, I measure nothing less than twelve inches.

‘Why don’t you cum some more, my mare?’

‘OOOORRHH!!!’ Two jets burst from her cunt, and her breasts hardened mightily, like bowling balls, looking like two giant flexed muscles. ‘OOOORHH!!!’ Spliiirsh, spliiiirshh!! More two jet sprouted from her cunt, hitting my ripped body’s eight abs muscle and falling into the enormous puddle that had been formed on the floor—for the bed didn’t stop dripping with herpleaure juices.

‘OOAARRHH!!!’ That heavy, ripped, giant woman writhed as I squeezed her tits with one hand and ank my finger in her ass, fucking her relentlessly a her orgams seemed to just pile on into infinity. ‘GOD!!! GOD!!!’

Her pussy exploded in three ferocious jets of female nectar while her breasts, estimulated by my hand, squirted two jets of milk, making her shake and contort like a madwoman or an animal suffering from severe electric spasms.

And that was exactly what she was suffering: multiple electric discharge from my prick; multiple, hyperconcentrated orgasms in short slivers of time, reaching up to three, four, or five explosions of pleasure in a mere second.

The temptation of ramming my whole prick in her cunt was too big; if I did so, however, I’d kill her.

‘OOOAARHH!! AAARRHH!!!’

While my mare screamed and writhed on my prick, I lamented the fact I could never fully satiate it on a female.

Few of them, after all, could take my 12-inch monster in its entirety —and the rare ones who could take its length certainly couldn’t handle its width.

For my prick was not only huge, as it was thick; so thick, in fact, that a single hand wasn’t able to grab it in full, for its girth was superior to a soda bottle.

‘I want more orgasms from you.’

‘Ooooh, ooooh, ooooh…!!!’ She smiled while she moaned, completely lost in paradise, feeling how I was a guy who could demand (and take) orgams from her body with aimple command. ‘Aaahee, aaahee… AAAAHHH!!!’

Her cunt hardened and violently expelled jets and yet more jets of orgasm against my waist. I literally counted the seconds for those multiple orgasms, all accompanied by copious cunt-squirts, were over.

One second. Two seconds. Three seconds. Four seconds… fuck!

The girl spent five uninterrupted second cumming and squirting in my prick! After that, I don’t even know how she withstood my body over hers.

She latched on my muscles like a castaway holding on to the pieces of the ship at sea —but she didn’t know that would only increase her agony, for the pain of her nails piercing my back only made me harder, giving my thursts yet even more power.

I turned her cunt into meat mush.

Eventually, I started lifting her with me, pressing her against the wall. My fucking became so intense I could no longer just stay laid down, fucking her on the mattress.

‘AAAHEE, AAAHH, AAAAHH!!!’

Her pussy ejaculated several times, jets and yet more jets of liquid orgasm on my wait, dripping loudly on the floor, building puddles around my feet and my incredibly thick legs.

The way I fucked that cheap whore against the wood, it’s was possible I would tear a hole into the other room on the wall. The whole bedroom literally trembled as I fucked. Dust fell from the ceiling, and the plaques of wood behind her back craked and ceded, barely withstanding the pressure of my continuous brutal thrusts on her cunt.

‘AAAAHEE…!!! AAAAAHHH…!!!’

Her pussy rained as I gave my best to make her pass out.

‘AAAHEE, AAAAHEE, AAAARRH…!!!’

I felt my partner’s body trembled while more and more buckets of her spunk bathed my ab. The droplets fell fat and loud on my feet, bathing all my waist and legs, while my woman convuled and finally fainted on my arms.

I saw her eyes lose their color and her body grow cold; he had gone into a comma.

‘Oooorrhh!!’ I houted. ‘Roooaarr!!’ I roared.

My gigantic balls tightened, sending tons of spunk up ot that bitche’s womb.

Boom, boom, boom!! I felt my prick, like an engine, unloading all my milk on the condom, which would get even tighter against her cunt.

There barely was a condom large enough for me, and the one I was wearing —the biggest in the market— barely covered 70% of her cock.

‘Uuurhh!! Uuuurrh!!’ I roared and crushed my nymph’s body even harder against the wall, unloading in her what felt like gallons and more gallons of spunk, making my condom well like a balloon inside her.

My sack was enormous. Not only did I have a horse-sized cock on my muscular white body, but my jewels too complemented thi equine endowment perfectly.

‘Holy fucking shiiit!’ Many women, including that one in my arms, screamed with horniness when witnessing the gigantic dimensions of my genitalia. ‘Your balls… my god!! They’re as large as apples!’

And in fact they were. Only large testicles, in fact, could nut such obscene load of spunk like that one.

‘Aaaaheem…!!’ Even unconscious, my women writhed more and more as she felt her cunt getting so desperately tighter. ‘Aaaaahh…!!’

My condom was swelling so much my semen was warming up her cervix and filling up her womb. Little by little, I withdrew my prick, which still pumped and ejaculated those bovine loads of semen.

‘Uuuurhh!!’ I flexed my muscles, conforting and masaging the woman latched onto my body.

My orgams could be unreasonably long: the shortest one lasted ten seconds, while the mot generous ones reached up to a full minute!

‘Uuuurrh!! Uuurrh!!!’

Slowly, I laid her body on the bed, still cumming inside her.

Some thirty seconds had already passed since I started nutting, but my body was still shaken by the heat and the electric cum discharges, and my cock still pumped my seed into that condom.

As soon as I withdrew my cock from her, the pent-up liquids in her cunt all blasted out: squiiish!! Squiiiishh!!

‘Uuuurrhh!!’ Her pleasure juices reached my face! ‘Coming a lot, are we?’

‘Ooorrimm, ooorrmm!!’ She contorted, completely druken on the bed. ‘Aaaairrmm, aaairrm…!!’

Forty seconds later, my prick was still nutting. I felt my condom pressing against her womb, maybe twice as wide as my cock’ girth.

Fifty seconds later and my cock was still unloading seed! With a hand on the back of my legs, I held one of my balls and massaged it.

I couldn’t only grab a single ball with my whole hand. It would be unconfortable grabbing both, for they were so huge a single palm couldn’t contain any of them.

I massaged my balls one by one, feeling the broth running inside them, their sperm ducts throbbing and contracting like arteries, sending jets and more jet of that life juice into the condom.

No wonder everyone on campus knew me as “breeding bull;” the amount of semen I carried in my balls was simply unreasonable.

‘Uuuurrhh!!’ I cloed my eyes and contorted my face, finally facing the last (and biggest) of those orgasms. ‘Oooaarhh!!’

My woman writhed even harder, for the condom became even larger with the final loads I shot through my urethra.

Though she had fainted, my girls still fought constantly against her own nerves to wake up, opening up an eye here and there, very curious to witness the obscene load I had come.

It was also a prize for me, in fact, to observe the state of my condom after every one of my orgasms.

Still roaring and writhing mightily, I withdrew my prick from that tightened cunt.

‘Holy fucking shit.’ I took a deep breath and puffed. ‘I came a whole liter in you, whore.’

‘Aaaheem… aaaheem…!!’

PAAAF!!! I gave that ass a strong slap, marking it with my palm! My mare writhed and screamed, smiling, while I extracted my titanic prong from her.

‘AAAHEEM…!!’ She screamed, really experiencing incredible pain as well as pleasure. ‘Caaareful… aaahee!! S-slooow!! Aaaaheem!!’

“Slow!” Ha, good one! I had fucked that cunt like a literal wild stallion and now she decided to get all delicate and fancy?? Ha, ha, yeah, right.

Women can be such pussies sometimes, huh!

‘We’re almost theeeere!

‘Aaaaaheem!!!’ He looked back and bit one of her lips, very hornily. ‘Let me see how much you came!’

The tip of the inflated condom was always the most difficult part to withdraw, for it became larger than a baloon. My woman certainly felt her cunt open up and stretch out insanely, to the point of her almost thinking she was being torn off in hald, for the load in that plasstic really surpassed that of five horses.

‘Oooaarhh!!!’

My muscles flexed and I smiled with incredible pleasure and power, seeing how my sack was able to nut the same as fifteen men.

‘Uuuurrhh!!!’ Her womb would get wholly impregnated by my seed —all her eggs perfectly fecundated!— if I came all that load inside my bitches. ‘Uuuurrhh!!’

‘Aaaaaheem!!’

After one last scream from my partner, I finally extracted my balloon-condom from her. Schluupp!! The noise was loud and coarse, like the smacking of lips mixed in with an explosion, and the load of lube that burst out of my woman thereafter was equally freightening.

‘Oooorrhh!!!’ I roared, feeling that prick weigth with that cum balloon attached to it, as well as extremely aroused by the waterfall of lubes that burst out of my girl’s cunt.

‘Aaaaheem!!’ She writhed, trying all the time to lift her head up and see… ‘My… my…!’ The real volume of my nut juices. ‘My god!!’

A balloon as large as ten tennis balls had formed in my condom, which was so heavy it pulled my whole dick down, leaving it at a straight angle in relation to my waist.

‘M-m-my… m-m-myyy…’ My woman licked her lips while her eyes glittered. ‘My god!!’

No doubt I was a god.

‘I came over a liter, bitch.’

Something like a lightning bolt ran down her body, suddenly shaking from head to toe and falling flat, unconscious once again over the bed, now passed out for goof.

The pleasure of witnesing my sheer masculinity was so great that the bitch fainted a second time. I smiled and laughed, amazed by my own power.

‘Fuck!’ I held my gigantic cock and shook it, seeing my immense, heavy sack swiging with it. ‘I’m a fucking beast!’

My gigantic body heated up and throbbed, as if my muscles were instantaneously recovering their power after that intense fucking and cumming.

My biceps hardened, covered by thick veins, and my pecs throbbed just like my hyper-ripped eight-pack abs became even more shredded, taken by pure male power.

‘Uuurrh!! Uuurrh!!’

My legs too swelled, my thigh muscles growing and throbbing uncontrollably, as if being charged by the immense energy that sprawled from my genitalia.

Once in a while, I myself felt scaredby the monster jewells I carried there, between those massive thighs. I knew I was the biggest, longest, heaviest, and thickest any woman has ever had, and this very knowledge scared me sometimes.

‘Fucking horse cock!’ I grabbed my prick with both hands. ‘Who does this Rodrigo think he is?’

I squeezed the prick, which remained rock-hard. While some men need to take Viagra to get hard, I required some sort of medicine too get soft.

It could be embarrassing, indeed, to remain with my huge, hard prick for hours and hours, never knowing when it would finally give in.

Even after fours hours of fucking, I remained so hard that my prick burned and ached in my waist; it’s as if my prick was too large for my own body —and I was already an incredibly massive dude!

‘Aaarh, fucking bull prick! Fucking monster cock I have between my legs!’ I grabbed my condom and, very delicately, I tried to undo it.

I needed a lot of time and incredible tact to take that plastic out of my prick; it was so heavy, so full and concentrated that the slighestmisshap would blow up cum everywhere.

I roared and hardened my muscles, feeling how my prick still throbbed, getting harder and harder, ready to fuck again!

‘Wait just a little while. Soon, I’ll have more fresh cunt for you!’

When I finally got that plastic out… PLAAAFF!! The prick immediately jumped up and hit my abs, sprinkling my body with spunk.

‘Hoooly fucking shit!’

Some men, when they’re hard, get a straight angle between their prick and their waist; the more potent ones get a prick about 45 degrees over their waits.

Very well, veyr well: my prick was so hard that it simply pressed itself against my belly, forcing my abs inward with its tremendous strength.

‘Aaarrh!!’ I held that prick with a hand, trying to move it down, but it’s strength was almost hydraulic. I really needed to, more than ever, a second pussy in which to unload all that excess masculinity. ‘Fucking damn it!’

In my other hand I held my condom, a true balloon holding a liter of the world’s thickest jizz inside. My arm muscles hardened just by holding that obscene load

This full litter of cum must have been weighting about four pounds!

‘Uuuurh!! Whore!!’ I tied a knot on the condom while my woman writhed on the bed. Putting on some light clothes on my obscenely ripped, bodybuilding frame, I approached the bed and gave her sleepy body a gentle kiss. ‘See you around, kiddo.’

‘Aaarrh-aaarrheem…’ She cried out something, and I, all baggy and sweaty, with my muscles almost tearing up the tight, light cloth of my clothes, I left the apartment to my car, carrying the “cum balloon” all the way out.

The loads I ejaculated were so great it made no ene to throw the condom on the toilet, as it would easily get clogged.

The trash bin was also no good, for it was so much spunk that a dishonest  bitch could easily pop the ballon, grab a clean load with her hand and fecundate herelf with my ample seed.

No. The only way to safely dispose of that sack of spunk was driving to the city’s river and thowing the condom on its waters —an egregiou act of pollution, indeed, but much better than risking impregnanting a worthless bitch.

«Arriving in 15 minutes.» I typed on the cellphone while driving. «I hope you’re prepared.»

Frankly, I never scheduled an apointment with the girls I saw or fucked during the weekend; sex with me could last o long it was better for them to simply remain available all day long until I called them.

When I finallly drove to their houes, all I needed was to send a message demanding them to get ready and, lo and behold, they welcomed me with their wonderful bodies squeezed into outrageously tight and sexy outfits.

They were always ready for me —always ready and thirsty.

Women, after all, can have many annoying little rules, but with me all these rules were thrown out the window just as easily as I threw that sperm baloon out on the river.

Maira, however, took some time to reply. That was really unusual.

As unpredictable and unstable that women usually are, with me they were always a Swiss clock: I messaged them, and within five minutes they replied, even if just with a little heart.

Maira, however, didn’t reply even as I got to her apartment, ready to finally sooth my raging cock with a few more hours of rough fucking.

«I’m at your house, baby. I’m coming in.»

I wanted on the lobby, however, until my girls sent me a quick and careless reply:

«Hi, hon!» She answered with several sad emojis. «Sorry, babe! I can’t see you!»

My eyes widened. «What do you mean??»

That was literally the first time a woman ever told me ‘no.’ That a woman told my dick ‘no!’

I though about pressing for more answers, but soon she kept sending me hasty texts like:

«I’m busy. Super urgent, baby. Sorry, love. We meet another time.»

Gotta confess that was a major annoyance. I was the one who treated my partners with carelessness, not the other way around.

Alright, all cool. Marta and Maira weren’t the only girls I had ‘reserved’ just for occasions like thoe.

«Dani, I’m arriving.» I wrote my third bitch. «Thirty minutes. Be ready for me.»

And just like that, I received a joyful reply less than two minutes later, with the girls basically melting on the keyboard, filled with desire for my cock:

«Counting the seconds, my horse.»

Smiling, I ignored Maira’s snub and drove all my way to Danielle’s, whose cunt I ravished, whose mouth I fucked, whose ass I devoured, and whose sense I blasted with multiple orgasm atop multiple orgasms for three consecutive hours —well enough for my cock to finally deflate.

* * * * * *

The weekend had been a triumph, yet I couldn’t be happy.

‘What do you mean, you were fucking Rodrigo?’ I couldn’t hide my shock once I went to get some answers from Maíra, who replied with a mix of shame and neglect, and also a bit of revolt:

‘Well, I suppose you don’t mind, do you?’ She looked at me frmo head to toe, giving me a haughty smile. ‘You’re always so full of options, aren’t you?’

I tried my best to remain charming, but my voice was heavy with unmistaken authoritarianism:

‘That’s not what I asked.’

She stepped back, smiling with irony.

‘Wow. Well, well! You’re really obssessed with the guy, aren’t you?’

I lowered my head and my shoulders discreetly.

‘Not ‘obssessed.”

‘Uh-uh.’

‘But a man must scan through his competition, isn’t it?’

‘Oow, my love.’ She blinked, all naughty. ‘If a man is worried about his competition, he knows he’s not the clear winner. What insecurity is that, huh?’ And she grabbed, then, the formidable tool in my pants. ‘Are you afraid of losing your Alpha-male post here in town, are you?’

My heart beat more quickly —and I didn’t know if of anger or fear.

Looking deep into her caramel eye, I asked:

‘Is he better than me?’

And her eyes rolled, almost sinking in her skull.

‘Wow, I… well, he… wow. Fucking wow!’ She kept trying to answer, very foolishly, without even paying attention to me anymore. ‘I mean, I…’

I crossed my arms.

‘You can tell me straight.’

A part of me knew what she was going to answer, but another part simply didn’ believe —or refused to believe— that could be possible.

Finally, almost as if trying to avoid the conversation, she looked down and answered:

‘You’re an incredible male.’

”But.” I pressedon, and her face was almost frozen in a fearful expression.

‘B-but… wow, I never thought I was going to say that, but… wow: he’s much better than you.’

My heart sank. My cock, weirdly enough, throbbed with sexual tension.

”Much better?”

I saw the way she bobbled her head and shook her whole body. Just by remembering what the guy had done to her the whole weekend, she was excited, getting in heat, dangerously close to another orgasm.

‘He… he… oh, my god…’ Her eyes shone very brightly, almost tearing up. ‘I always thought you were a god in the bed… until I met this guy! Oow, Rodrigo! What a god, what… what a god!’

My heart beat very fast, and I almost laughed, thinking that could only be a prank.

‘How can any guy be better than me?’

And she then trying to answer, but failed to find the right words to describe my rival.

Her nipples were hard and her whole body seemed to throb with the heat waves bursting from her waist.

I felt her sweet, fresh, juicy aroma, and knew that gorgeous female was in heat.

Grabbing one of her breasts, I squeezed it.

‘Aaaahee!!’ And my woman jittered, walking back with fear.

‘Tell me: how can this guy be better… than me?’ And I showed her all my body, which was all hard and hot, ready for some ferocious fucking.

Our conversation was over. She couldn’t answer me anything else, and I couldn’t pay attention to her or anybody until settling my score with that new Alpha male in my turf.

Indeed, I was determined to meet him and finally see, once and for all, who I was dealing with.

«Absurd!» I thought, really furious with the fact that there really was a man more powerful than I in that town —or in the whole world!

After all, how the fuck could a man be any better? That was something I always though imposible!

With my 6.3ft-tall body, I’m massively bigger and more powerful than any male I’ve ever met —especially considering my 300-pound of pure muscle weight.

Before a mirror, everytime I left a warm bath or cleaned myself after hosing one or two or three bitches with my seed, I checked out my unbelievably ripped and muscular body, with no less than eight muscles in my abs, humungous arms, legs as thick as tree trunks, and a horse cock in my waist, I really wondered what man in this planet could ever surpass me.

«This guy…!» I muttered behind gritted teeth, «he can’t be real!»

And the women I left moaning and crying on the bed turned to me and asked for an encore:

‘Come back, Renato! We want you diiiick!’

And my dick remained rock-hard, yes, for only an ungodly amount of pussy was able to sooth it.

‘Wait.’ I replied coarely, making them drip and cum with my thundering voice.

With all this succes, what man could possibly surpass me??

Worse still: how could this man steal my women?

In little time, I would discover it —and I would settle my score with this guy once and for all.

* * * * * *

The guy, however, was surprisingly hard to find. «A lot of work,» many people told me. «This man doens’t fool around.»

No wonder. He was a genius entrepreneur who made it big since he was fifteen years-old.

«The guy is rich, well-connected, a genius in sports, and better in a bed than I was?» I thought, trying to hide my nervous smile. «How is that possible?»

And then I saw, getting close to the arena, the target of all my obsessions and core of all my fears.

The male’s steps were heard all throughout the gym. The other fighters, seeing him get close, immediately walked back and lowered their heads, asking how the fuck couldn’t they ever defeat a guy like that in a fair fight.

Walking towards the octagon, therefore, we saw that impressive masculine specimen getting ready for the fight, which for him must have been nothing more than a big child’s play.

And as soon as I laid my eyes on him, all my doubts disappeared and all my worst fears were confirmed. Rodrigo was a giant —and one of the most spectacularly beautiful men I’ve ever laid my eyes upon!

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