The need and desire to be bigger is never satisfied. As a p..
🕑 Added 2021-05-28 20:07:28 +0000 UTC
The need and desire to be bigger is never satisfied. As a pro bodybuilder you quickly realize that there is always someone stronger and bigger than you. This year's Mr. Olympian, is next year's no body. No one remembers the runner up. As a result, men like Dutch, will do anything to stay on top, to be the biggest and toughest even if it means taking illegal steroids. However, despite first appearances, Dutch wasn’t stupid. He knew that the bodybuilding competitions governing bodies had strict testing procedures that can detect virtually every steroid.
One day Dutch was working out at his regular gym and saw his friend Max. He couldn’t believe how shredded and massive his friend got in only a couple of months. There was virtually zero body fat on Max’s body and still he looked like he had gained an inch of muscle on each arm, thigh, and chest. His veins were vascular as fuck, Dutch thought to himself. Max is also more focused on working out, to the point that he seems to be perfectly mindless. After their workout, Dutch and Max were both in the locker room. Max had peeled off his workout tights and Dutch couldn’t help but noticed that Max was rock hard and throbbing. The straight bodybuilder tried to ignore it but it was impossible. He had heard rumors from chicks in the gym that Max had shown serious side effects of steroids in the form of sinkage and loss of sexual appetite. However, from the massive hard on Max was sporting, Dutch began to question the credibility of those women. There weren't even any signs of roid rage, in fact Max seemed almost docile the last few weeks.
It was just them in the locker room changing, when Dutch got the courage to ask his friend what he was on. He whispered, “man, don’t be offended, but what are you on? You look fucking great, you are huge and shredded as fuck.”
Max gave Dutch a mindless, dumb smile, “Thanks, man.” He looked around to see if they were alone, “my supplier hooked me up with some pure injectable Alpha-B. It was totally untraceable in any drug test and had none of the side effects of steroids.”
Dutch thought Max sounds like a commercial promoting the supplement. It sounded like he was reading a script. Max reached into his gym bag and pulled out a black tube shape case. He opened the case and revealed a syringe and a small bottle.
“Here, try it, you will love the results, man,” Max handed the case to Dutch.
“Uh, you sure, man? That stuff must be expensive,” Dutch looked down at the drug.
“No, man, I get a discount from my supplier. Trust me, the stuff works fast,” Max flexed his huge, rippled arms, showing off the massive mounds of his biceps.
“Thanks, man,” Dutch replied, unsure but put the case into his gym bag.
Later that evening Dutch was at home, watching a recording of a recent bodybuilding competition. The guys in the competition were massive and shredded. He knew in a few months he would be on stage with some of those very same men, and he needed an edge. Dutch attention turned toward the little black case. If it's good enough for Max, it's good enough for him. He filled the syringe with the drug to the amount Max told him to use. He then pulled down his shorts, exposing his big muscular ass. Reaching back he injected the syringe into his meaty ass cheeks.
Within minutes, Dutch felt a warm sensation running through his entire body. He never experienced anything like that. His muscles felt pumped and hard and as oxygen filled his veins they became large. He suddenly became so fucking horny. He watched as his cock grew to full mast in seconds. He hasn't been that hard for a long time. He wrapped his right fist around his cock and began to jerk off. It was throbbing in his fist. Then he moaned as he felt his prostate itching. He found himself reaching behind himself and pushed a finger of his left hand between his thick ass cheeks and pushed it into his hole. He never ever considered fingering himself before. It felt fantastic as he moved his finger in and out of himself. A small line of drool ran from his mouth down his square chisel jawline.
“Oh, fffuck,” Dutch moaned as he found and explored his prostate for the first time. His mind and body was on fire. However, he knew he needed more, something bigger than just a finger. It was then that he saw the note in the case telling him to call the supplier’s number if he needed help. Dutch reluctantly pulled his fingers out of his manpussy and let go of his throbbing cock. He picked up his phone and tried to call the number. It was so hard to focus, as his mind became mesh and he was so aroused.
“Hello,” a voice on the other end of the line answered.
“I, I need . . . Uh, help. Max, Alpha-B, so horny,” Dutch moaned as he wrapped his hand around his growth throbbing cock.
The voice laughed on the other end, “you must be Dutch. Maxie told me he gave you the free sample of Alpha-B Extreme. Just relaxed, baby, I will be right over to take care of your big manpussy of yours. Don’t worry, Maxie gave me your address.”
“Manpussy, manpussy feel so good,” Dutch dropped the phone and moaned. He suddenly had a need to feel himself up, admiring his massive pecs. His tits were hard and pointing straight out. He began to use both hands to twist and pinch them, as his cock continued to throb and leak.
