Alpha-B Extreme part 3
Dutch was surprised when he opened t..
🕑 Added 2021-06-02 09:53:21 +0000 UTC
Alpha-B Extreme part 3
Dutch was surprised when he opened the door and saw the skinny, short dealer standing at his doorstep. He wasn’t what he expected. The guy barely stood at 5’8 and probably weighted at 125. The supplier’s eyes traveled over Dutch’s huge muscular body as the bodybuilder stood in only a pair of red shorts that was stretched over his massive quads.
“Yeah, you are definitely Dutch,” the dealer laughed. “Maxie told me you were big, but that was an understatement.”
The dealer looked Dutch over hungrily. Those types of looks from gay men usually made Dutch angry and disgusted. However, his cock stirred in his tight shorts just from being stared at. He couldn’t believe he was horny again. He had just jerked off only 15 minutes ago and now his cock was getting hard again.
“You're going to let me in, big guy,” the short dealer laughed.
“Uh, oh, yeah, come in,” Dutch stepped aside to let the man inside.
“So, Maxie told me he gave you a sample, and you like the results?” The dealer looked around the living room.
The room was Spartan decorated, with only a couple of comfortable chairs and a couch in front of a 65 inch television, with a home entertainment center under it. A couple of dumbbells were laying in the corner.
“Yeah, the results were awesome. I’m wondering if you can start supplying me on a regular basis,” Dutch absentmindedly reached down and squeezed his cock through the shorts.
“Well, Alpha-B extreme is normally $500 a vial and a vial gets you two shots,” the dealer’s eyes were focused on Dutch big pecs.
“$500 is high,” Dutch flexed his pecs. “Can we arrange something? Max said he had an arrangement with you.” God he felt hot, Dutch thought as he wiped the sweat from his smooth chest.
“Well, I probably can arrange something. Maybe a little trade and you can work off the amount owed to me.”
“Anything man,” Dutch didn’t even care what he had to do in return. Since he wants to keep the gains and that blissful feeling he's been experiencing. The longer between shots the more he started to feel stressed and weaker.
“Good, boy. First off, I will be dosing you myself, once a week. Will that be a problem,” the dealer sat down his backpack and opened it. He pulled out a black case like the one Max gave Dutch.
“You will be injecting me?” Dutch suddenly got concerned.
“Yes, will that be a problem,” the dealer asked as he was about to put the case back in his bag.
“No! No, it's fine,” Dutch panicked.
“Good, boy. Now, let go to your bedroom,” the dealer put his hand on Dutch huge shoulders.
Dutch bedroom was on the second floor and was decorated as spartan as the living room, with a king size bed, a couple of nightstands, a dresser and more weights laying on the floor. A large full length mirror stood in front of the bed. A large picture of Dutch winning one of his competitions hung on the right wall.
“Lean against the bed and pull down your shorts, big guy,” the dealer ordered as he opened the case and pulled out the syringe and vial.
Dutch usually don’t like to do what people, especially gays tell him to do, but the tone caused his cock to harden and he obeyed. As the dealer filled the syringe, Dutch bent over and pulled down his shorts.
“Damn, that’s a big beautiful ass,” the dealer stepped back and admired the large muscle packed ass and the thick cords of muscles running up Dutch’s hamstrings.
The smaller man reached out and gave it a hard slap, causing Dutch to moan. The dealer laughed and slapped the other smooth, firm ass cheek. He then plunged the syringe into the meaty left ass cheek. Within seconds, Dutch was experiencing the rush through his body. He felt pumped as his veins filled with oxygen and expanded. His cock grew rock hard as well. Dutch remained bent over as he experienced the high of pure bliss. He had no concerns or worries as his mind grew relaxed, while his muscles became hard and pumped. He didn’t even react as the skinny dealer slid down to his knees behind him and spread Dutch’s tight ass cheeks.
“Oh, Fffuck, that feels so good,” the big straight bodybuilder moaned as the smaller man buried his face into Dutch’s hole.
The smaller man kneaded, squeezed, and slapped the flawless ass cheeks and thighs as he probed his tongue into Dutch’s hole. Dutch’s hole was so sensitive. It felt like his entire body was on edge. He gripped the sheets on the bed with his fists. The dealer pulled his face from the muscular ass and pushed a finger into the wet manpussy. Dutch was in pure lust. The dealer began to go back and forth, pulling his finger back out and pushing his tongue back in. Each time he fingered the huge bodybuilder, he squeezed in another finger. Dutch was getting stretched open but he didn’t care. In fact he could actually feel all thoughts fade from his mind. He was so blissfully happy. His muscles felt huge and pumped.
The dealer pulled his face away from the bodybuilder’s wet, stretched hole and stood up, “lay on your back, big boy and left those huge legs in the air.”
It felt good to obey, as Dutch laid in his bed and lifted his massive, powerful legs into the air.
“Damn, look at that hot muscle pussy,” the dealer admired the bodybuilder’s hole as he undid his own pants.
The former straight, muscle alpha just giggled dumbing, “muscle pussy.”
The smaller man grabbed Dutch’s thick teardrop shaped calves and roughly pushed into his newest muscle slave. Dutch groaned in pleasure. His hole and prostate felt only pleasure as he took the thick cock up his ass. The dealer’s cock was long and thick as he rammed in and out of the muscle hole. His eyes locked on Dutch’s as he pounded the once virgin hole.
“You're going to be my big muscle whore aren’t you? I’m going to pimp you out just like Maxie and you are going to love it,” the dealer thrusted in and out of Dutch.
“Yes, I’m your muscle whore,” Dutch grunted as his legs were wrapped around the smaller man.
His straight alpha male personality was being fucked out of him, and the Alpha-B was rewriting him into the perfect himbo muscle slut. Dutch groaned and grunted more as the cock pounded deep inside him. All of his huge, smooth muscles were flexing and bulging as sweat poured over him. Dutch’s eyes rolled back into his head as his huge fists grabbed the sheets. He lifted his powerful hips into the air, while gripping the dealer’s huge cock with his ass muscles. He clamped down on the cock like a vice. Then, without touching himself he shot his load. He never came so hard in his life. Long streams of cum shot from his cock and landed on his face, hair, and pecs. With Dutch’s ass muscles spasming around his cock, milking it, it didn’t take the dealer long to cum deep inside the bodybuilder.
Nothing remained of Dutch’s dominant personality after that day. He continued to get bigger, more shredded, getting the body he only dreamed of before. Thanks to Alpha-B and his master he went on to won first place in the Mr. Olympian competition. He continued to get dumber with each injection but it didn’t matter. He was blissfully happy. No care in the world in his pretty head. All that mattered to him from then on was getting bigger, making his master happy, and getting fucked up his huge bubble ass. Dutch and Max both made the dealer very rich with all the men willing to pay to dominate massive bodybuilder’s like them. The two mindless bodybuilders also became excellent recruiters for other bodybuilders who wanted to be as big and successful as Dutch and Max had become. The dealer never stopped being amazed how many younger men were willing to give up their brains and free will for muscle god bodies.
