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James the Bodybuilder - Part 2
Based on an original story by Jeremy Tucker
James is a freakishly massive teen bodybuilder with a desperate need to make some fast money. And there is only one easy way for him to get the money that he needs...
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The ad read, ‘Wanted: One Handsome and Super Hung Young Muscle Stud for an Exclusive One-Night Private Event.’ The notice said that a qualified applicant would earn $10,000 for a single night’s work. That was more than enough to pay for James’ new posers, his tickets, and his rent and grocery bills for the next six months!! James had some queasy misgivings about what he might have to actually do to earn that money, but he had grown truly desperate, so he called the number at the bottom of the ad and made arrangements to meet up with the guy who had listed the notice.
Little did James know that he was being set up...
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If you want to find someone hard enough, then there were ways to find them. And Mark Dupree was a master at finding what others wanted to keep hidden. It was amazing how far dashing good looks, a disarming smile, and a charming southern drawl would get you. People told Mark all sorts of information when they were asked the right away, and he had a knack for tracking.
And really, when it came right down to it, a nearly 300-pound young muscle bull, no matter how secretive and reclusive, couldn’t be that difficult to find if you knew where to look.
Like bodybuilding aficionados all over the world, Mark had been floored when he saw photographs and footage of James’ appearance at last year’s Teen Nationals. Video sales of the event had shattered all previous bodybuilding event sales records, and Mark was one of those many thousands who owned a copy of that DVD...and had nearly worn both it and his cock out watching the stunningly handsome young teen parade nearly 300 pounds of beefy perfection back and forth across that stage, sporting the most massive crotch bulge ever caught on film. The devastatingly handsome 17-year-old had the most fantastic potential that anyone had ever seen, and was already bigger than all but the very biggest of the professional super heavyweights. When you added to the mix the nude photograph showing off the kid’s gigantic package, it was no surprise that the young man had become an overnight sensation, particularly in the gay community.
And not surprisingly, the famous photo of a naked James was Mark’s favorite photo in the world — Mark had even had it enlarged to poster size and hung prominently in his bedroom so he could gaze at all that naked masculine perfection every night.
Mark, like so many millions of men and women all around the globe, had fallen instantly in lust with the young uber stud when he burst so spectacularly onto the bodybuilding scene. But unlike the rest of James’ fans, Mark had a special reason to seek out the handsome and hung super hunk.
Mark represented a very special consortium, an exceedingly secretive and exclusive cabal of some of the richest men and women in the world — corporate moguls, landed aristocracy, international political and military leaders, and more. The consortium contained several hundred very rich and very private individuals who shared some rather — unusual — tastes. And Mark was their primary go-to man who always found ways to procure the special sorts of ‘entertainment’ that these incredibly wealthy — and incredibly jaded — men and women craved.
And they all craved young James.
Mark had managed to track down the hot young bodybuilding super star just a few months after his highly publicized competition. The handsome southern man was actually surprised at how tough it had been to track down his quarry; he’d thought such a handsome and humongous bull of a man would cause a stir wherever he went, but the kid kept such a low profile that even most people in his own small home town barely even noticed him or knew who he was. And no one in his town had any idea of the fame the young man had garnered at last year’s bodybuilding competition. The kid was almost a living ghost!
Dupree quickly set up shop in the small town, blending in with the population with his own brand of country boy southern charm. He began shadowing the young man’s movements, at the gym, at his various places of work, and at home. Mark was thrilled to have the object of his own overwhelming desire as the subject of his latest job, and he took to his work with great joy and dedication.
Mark was therefore on hand to track the young bodybuilder’s progress as he started gaining even more and more weight, bulking up like a fucking tank as he started pushing the maximum boundaries of human size and musculature. The expert tracker set up hidden cameras at all the places that James frequented, but concentrated the bulk of these cameras at the gym, where Mark witnessed James throwing around truly enormous stacks of weights. The cameras caught the still 17-year-old muscle beast pumping world record breaking amounts of weight for multiple reps and multiple sets, and the kid just kept on getting stronger as he swelled ever larger and larger. An utterly awed Mark knew that if the rest of the world was aware of this teen titan’s phenomenal strength as well as his enormous size and ginormous genitals, there’d be no end to the hounding the kid would get from the press. Mark therefore felt very privileged to be the sole witness to the super human workouts of this true paragon of man.
The unobtrusive tracker watched in ever mounting wonder as the freaky teen bloated bigger and bigger with muscle, swelling into the largest muscle beast Mark had ever seen or imagined. He secretly gazed in undiluted lust as the young bull reached his maximum bulk weight of 420 monstrous pounds, and then watched in even greater lustful fascination as the incredibly talented and gifted young man quickly leaned down to a staggeringly ripped and shredded 395 pounds.
But none of the young man’s glorious expanse of pumped up stud muscle was ever visible at the gym, as James always wore extremely baggy clothing and long sleeved sweat shirts, both at work and when he was working out. In the first month of Mark’s arrival, the handsome tracker quickly became extremely frustrated that he hadn’t managed to catch even a glimpse of the young man’s phenomenal physique. It wasn’t until he rented a tiny apartment unit immediately adjacent to the one rented by James that Mark finally got to see the beautiful body hidden beneath all of those baggy clothes. The expert surveillance specialist drilled tiny holes in the wall separating his tiny apartment from James’, and installed more than two dozen cameras that provided a full view of the young man’s cramped living room/bedroom and small kitchen. The only area that Mark didn’t have access to was James’ small bathroom, located on the other side of the apartment.
It was at James’ apartment that Mark hit the jackpot, for it turned out that in the privacy of his own home, James preferred to be totally naked and never wore clothing except in the coldest months of winter, and even then, the guy’s incredible muscular density kept him so warm that he usually remained scantily clad. Mark recorded untold hours of footage from James’ apartment, documenting the huge kid’s titanic muscularity and freakishly colossal genitals from every conceivable angle. Mark was able to see firsthand just how much James had ‘grown’ over the course of the year, and the mercenary tracker found that he simply couldn’t make it through a single day without beating off multiple times to the sight of this most extraordinary of men.
But to Mark’s extreme frustration, he could never catch James so much as fondling himself, let alone jerking off what had to be the largest boner in the world. The most Mark ever saw was the young bull stud waking up and walking around with a puffy and bloated ‘soft-on’. The brutally handsome kid would walk across the room with his 14+ inch half swollen cock slapping back and forth against his stunningly colossal thighs, go to his bathroom, and then close the door, blocking any of the cameras from catching whatever happened next. Mark would hear the shower turn on, and then for the next 20 or 30 minutes, all that he could hear was the cascade of water and the unmistakeable sounds of a man beating his meat. Only the volume of beef smacking on beef was far louder than that produced by a normal man, almost sounding downright violent, and the grunts and moans from the deep-voiced stud sounded as much animal as human. The kid beat off his meat at least once every morning -- sometimes two or three times -- and usually before bed as well, always retiring to the bathroom and closing the door. The bull-hung stud no doubt carried a hell of a heavy load in those gargantuan balls of his, so it was no wonder that he had to clean out the pipes multiple times a day. But Mark was bound and determined to film James masturbating his colossal meat pole before this private investigation job was over.
Throughout his 9-month, 24/7 vigil, the silent stalker also learned all about James’ money woes, for he tracked the young stud’s meager earnings and his expenses closer than any IRS auditor ever could and knew that the young bodybuilder was far short of the cash he needed to make it to the upcoming competition. Thus it was that Mark came up with a plan to lure the young stud with a job offer that the desperate bodybuilder simply couldn’t refuse. The job was simply a trap, of course, and the normally hard and callous Mark couldn’t help but feel a sense of pity for the heroically handsome buck. The poor young muscle monster had no idea what he would be getting himself into…
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James spoke to the friendly guy on the phone for a good 15 minutes, and they agreed to meet up the next day at the local diner in town. The guy who had posted the ad, a man named Mark, drove into town all the way from Chicago just to meet with him, and James felt really lucky to be offered this chance to apply for the job. Mark was very easygoing and friendly, and quickly put the normally shy young man at ease with his charm and wit. The pair sat in a corner booth at that diner for several hours, as Mark interviewed the handsome young bull and learned details about the kid’s past. (The fact that the teen stud was an orphan with no living relatives was just icing on the cake as far as Mark was concerned. When the kid eventually disappeared, no one would even notice!)
Mark explained that the private event was in a week’s time in Chicago, and that if hired, all James would be required to do would be to stand on stage run through his bodybuilding routine in a pair of posers, and then stand around as ‘window dressing’ for the rest of the evening. The whole event would only last four or five hours, and the gig included accommodations in Chicago for the night and transportation home the next morning. Mark emphasized that it was likely going to be the easiest money that a guy could make.
The friendly guy then looked James up and down with obviously appraising eyes. Even in his typically oversized sweat clothes, there was no mistaking that James was an extraordinarily huge kid, as his bullish neck alone must have measured close to 25 inches around, thicker than most men’s thighs! Mark surreptitiously let his eyes roam across the vast expanse of the impossibly wide young man sitting across from him, and then he gave the shy kid a conspirational wink and told him that a big muscle bull like him with so much obvious talent should have no trouble fulfilling the duties required of this particular job.
James blushed in response, but he smiled as well, squirming a bit with discomfort at the unaccustomed flattery, but liking it as well.
Mark then got to the delicate point of asking James about one of the job’s specific requirements — namely, that the muscle man in question be impressively hung. The smooth-talking guy said that James was clearly a very handsome lad and massively built, but he wondered if James could fulfill that last part of the requirements as well. James blushed even deeper at these words, cast his handsome gaze down to the table, and quietly said in an almost ashamed voice that they would need specially-made posers to contain the enormous size of his junk. Mark responded with an upraised eyebrow and a lopsided grin, and said that such needs could be readily accommodated. But he then said in an almost apologetic voice that he would be required to obtain proof that James’ endowment could pass muster before he could be offered the job.
James blushed deeper still and looked down in extreme embarrassment. Mark reached a hand across and gently placed it on the handsome teen’s colossally muscular shoulder and said that he understood the lad’s shyness, but that it was okay; he was a professional, and he just needed to make sure his clients were receiving the quality of goods that they were paying for, nothing more than that. He then suggested that they go back to James’ apartment so that the big guy could show him his meat in total privacy. James finally agreed, and Mark then paid their bill and the pair walked back the five or six blocks to James’ tiny second floor apartment.
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Mark could barely contain his excitement. He had finally come face-to-face with his ultimate male fantasy, the muscle man of his wildest dreams in the flesh! Mark thought his trembling legs would buckle out from under him when he first gripped James’ massive and muscular paw in their first handshake, and he had to use all of his tremendous experience and talent to keep his voice steady and not betray his overwhelming excitement and lust. He thought he had held it together very well, though when he had laid his hand on the young man’s fleece-covered shoulder, he very nearly came in his jeans. The kid’s shoulder was fucking enormous! Big as a fucking wrecking ball, and as hard as warm steel! Mark was nearly overcome by the urge to rip those baggy clothes off of the humongous hunk and start worshipping those enormous muscles then and there, in front of everyone in that diner.
But the expert tracker got hold of himself and remembered that he had a job to do.
Now he was walking alongside this muscular behemoth, going back to the kid’s tiny apartment so that the stud could haul out his junk for Mark’s close personal inspection. It was on days like today that the handsome ‘procurement specialist’ really loved his job.
The mismatched pair walked up the flight of steps to the front door, and James unlocked the door and let ushered the friendly man inside. Mark excused himself for a moment to use the restroom, closing the door behind him and turning on the sink to make it sound like he was taking a pee. In reality, the clever tracker was using this opportunity to plant nearly a dozen hidden mini cameras all throughout the cramped room. These cameras had a direct wifi feed to the recording equipment in Mark’s apartment next door. This was finally Mark’s chance to catch the stud masturbating on film, and he wasn’t about to lose the opportunity.
When Mark was done placing the cameras, he flushed the toilet, washed his hands, and came back out to where James was nervously waiting for him. The mammoth teen bodybuilder was obviously nervous about dropping his pants in front of this near stranger, but Mark assured him that his interest was purely professional and that he was required to obtain proof of ‘the goods,’ as he called them, before he could hire someone for the event. The young man nodded his head in understanding, and then reluctantly dropped his pants and displayed himself for Mark’s inspection.
Mark feigned shocked surprise at the colossal size of James’ monstrous cock and elephant-sized balls — which actually wasn’t hard for him to do at all. Even after watching untold hours of video recordings and even looking through the peep holes himself, Mark just could not get over the sheer monumental SIZE of James’ junk! His eyes grew wide as he saw James’ cock and balls up close for the first time, and his heart skipped a beat or two, for the enormous genitals looked even larger in person.
James kept his entire body completely shaved of body hair — chest, armpits, crotch, balls, everything. So Mark was able to clearly see every gorgeous and oversized detail of the young man’s extraordinary endowment. Mark then told James that he had to inspect his genitals to make sure he was healthy and free from infections or hernias, and he then reached forward with one hand and grasped the shaft of James’ enormous limp cock. The soft member was just huge, easily a foot long and thicker than a beer can, and as Mark lifted the mighty cock upward off of his cradling balls, he couldn’t believe the awesome WEIGHT of the huge organ! The behemoth bull cock was even heavier than it looked, which was saying something!!
He then reached forward his other hand and cupped one of James’ extremely low hanging testicles. Just the one orb filled Mark’s big hand to overflowing, and the warm and silky-smooth skin of the kid’s shaved sac felt amazing in his hand. Mark was again astounded by the phenomenal weight of the huge bull nut, and he estimated that that one bloated moose gonad alone must have weighed a good 7 or 8 pounds! The behemoth ball was easily as big as the cast iron shot put balls Mark used to throw in high school, and damn near as heavy! With his mind reeling in lustful wonder, Mark then guessed that all told there must have been upwards of 25 pounds of man meat swinging between the kid’s colossal thighs!!
Awesome didn’t even begin to cover it.
James just stood still and silent, with his gargantuan arms at his sides and his handsome cheeks red with embarrassment, while Mark thoroughly inspected his massive meat and potatoes for at least a good five minutes. Mark explained that this was part of the detailed medical evaluation that was required of all prospective new hires. James, innocent of so much in the world, readily believed him, and allowed the guy to fondle, tug, and otherwise manhandle his equipment for as long as he wanted.
For his part, Mark was in absolute heaven, unable to believe that this enormous mountain of a man was letting him grope and grab his enormous junk. He used both of his hands to grasp James’ two colossal testicles, and he couldn’t get over how incredibly dense those two orbs felt. He gave them an experimental squeeze, hard but not excessive, and the massive mule balls barely even deformed in his hand. The stud had some extremely TOUGH nuts, that was for sure! His strong fingers also probed and explored the collection of tubes and cords that connected these magnificent balls to the young man’s muscular crotch, and was surprised at how thick all these various vessels felt. The rough and indelicate probing and prodding of his most intimate sexual parts must be caused the huge stud great discomfort, but James bore it all with quiet stoicism.
With his extremely thorough inspection of James’ huge cock and ponderous family jewels finally — if reluctantly — complete, Mark informed the hulking teen titan that the last thing he needed was a sample that he could take back to the lab for analysis, to screen for genetic defects, sexually transmitted diseases, etc. He pulled a series of clear, half-quart plastic jars with screw top lids out of his briefcase, and explained to James that he just needed the young man to provide a sperm sample in one of these cups, and the interview would be complete.
James was particularly nervous at this point, as he’d never been asked to do something like this before in his life, but the charming and affable man convinced him that it was no big deal. Standard practice and all. So James agreed and, surprising Mark yet again, took the entire armload of containers into the bathroom with him.
James thought he was giving himself some privacy by retiring to his bathroom, but Mark managed to film everything that happened in there from multiple angles with his dozen hidden cameras. And the almost terminally infatuated tracker watched that footage over and over and over again in the days and weeks to come, rubbing his cock raw and all but turning his balls inside out at the awesome and erotic sight that he managed to catch on film.
The young bodybuilder closed the door and stripped out of all of his clothes, once again revealing his gargantuan physique in all of its awesome glory. He then unscrewed the lids off of all 8 half-quart jars and placed them all in the ancient and chipped porcelain sink. Next, he took his massive slab of beef in his huge hand and began stroking it. Nothing happened for the first few minutes — the huge kid was obviously more than a bit nervous and experiencing some performance anxiety — but soon enough, his mighty love muscle began to inflate, swelling and bloating larger and larger as the stud got more and more aroused.
It turned out that the hunky hulk was more of a shower than a grower after all, for his massive cock elongated by ‘only’ another 4 inches or so, pushing the measuring tape to a record-shattering 16 1/2 astounding and mouth-watering inches of glorious stud dick. But what was even more amazing was how unbelievably THICK that huge cock became! His cock’s already stupendous girth swelled thicker and thicker and thicker still, attaining truly insane dimensions. When James’ cock finally reached full mast, it was thicker than the business end of a baseball bat, thicker than a 40-ounce beer can, thicker even than Mark’s own considerably muscular forearms!! Massive veins as thick as a pencil traveled up and down the length of that titanic shaft, and an enormously swollen cock head bigger than a man’s fist topped the mighty organ. James’ foreskin had completely concealed the bulbous head when his cock was soft, but now that it was finally and almost frighteningly hard, that foreskin was painfully retracted, revealing the massive shiny head in all its magnificent and succulent glory.
James took a while to build up his load, again no doubt a bit nervous with another man waiting for him in the other room. Mark had to suppress his own raging boner as the young man’s moans and groans easily traveled through the thin bathroom door. In that tiny room, James had one huge hand wrapped around his columnar cock, pumping it and pistoning it with rough and vigorous strokes, while his other hand had a strangle hold around the neck of his smooth, extremely low-hanging scrotum. When Mark watched the footage less than an hour later, he saw James yank downward on his balls, HARD, stretching them farther than Mark had ever seen a man’s balls stretched. Then the stud began swinging his massive man fruits in a blurring arc and slamming them against his rock solid thigh, producing a loud and very beefy SMACK! with each strike. Mark couldn’t help but wince each time he watched the recordings, as James slammed his huge balls against his thigh with enough force to do some serious damage to any lesser man’s delicate testicles, but the brutal ball abuse only seemed to drive James to even greater heights of pleasure. The kid’s mammoth nuts must have been made of fucking STEEL!!
Finally, after 30 marathon minutes of pounding his enormous pud, James was finally ready to let loose with his load. The cameras caught every moment of what followed, but even after watching the footage a hundred times, Mark couldn’t believe that what he saw was real.
Sweat was dripping off of James’ handsome brow and the massive muscle stud was grunting and huffing like a rutting bull as his climax built to its peak. The stud had to press down on his cock with considerable strength to point it downward toward the sink and the waiting jars, but he took careful aim as the first wave of his orgasm washed over his spectacular body.
Mark thought that perhaps the stud had somehow started to pee, for his first blast of cum was a massive deluge of spunk thicker than a pencil and more than 5 feet long. Surely no man could actually CUM that big, no matter the size of his balls!! But the blindingly white color and thick and creamy consistency of the fluid jetting out of the young man’s colossal cock proved that the gloopy stuff was indeed sperm and not piss. The titanic slug of spunk landed wetly inside one of the jars, substantially filling the bottom of the half-quart container even as the second great gout of splooge erupted from James’ pulsating dick.
What followed was the most amazing, unbelievable display of hyper masculine, super human virility that Mark had ever seen or heard of. Pulse after pulse after gargantuan pulse of pure white cum burst out of James’ thundering whale cock, steadily filling the first jar in the sink.
James tried to be as careful with his aim as possible, but even his colossal legs were trembling with the force and fury of his orgasm, so his aim was not always true. A substantial volume of his splooge missed the jar altogether and landed in the sink itself, slowly oozing down the drain. A couple of particularly ill-aimed shots blasted across the mirror hanging over the sink, painting thick stripes of sperm across its dirty and pitted surface, and one gigantic blast even took out one of Mark’s hidden cameras, completely gumming up its lens. The stud’s incredibly potent cum was obviously extremely thick with sperm, for the stuff had the gloopy consistency of a thick custard, and the huge globs of the spunk plastered to the mirror’s surface ran slowly down the slick glass almost like a thick white molasses.
Nevertheless, the great bulk of James’ insanely massive load landed inside the jar. Or jars, rather, for the young man’s insanely abundant spunk filled the first container after only the first 6 or 7 blasts, and the young man had to quickly switch to a second jar, and then a third, and then a fourth! When the young sex beast was finally spent more than three full minutes later, James had succeeded in filling 7 of the jars to overflowing with his hot muscled dick snot, while the final 8th jar was just past halfway full. He squeezed the dregs of his titanic cum load into this final jar, then used a half dozen large bath towels to mop up and clean the messy and sticky sides of the jars as best he could before screwing on the lids. The achingly handsome stud then put back on his baggy clothes before opening the door and rejoining Mark.
A patiently waiting Mark was utterly stunned by what he saw as the young muscle bull exited the bathroom. Cradled in the lad’s colossally muscular arms were all 8 jars, 7 of them filled to the absolute top and the 8th filled more than halfway with the young man’s precious and supremely potent nut goo. A completely floored Mark realized that he was looking at very nearly a full GALLON of cum, pumped out by one exceedingly handsome and immensely muscular young bull stud in one titanic, monumental orgasm! The kid was simply unreal!! A true god of muscle and virility!!
James broke the ensuing silence by apologizing for not filling the last container to the top, explaining that he’d had a little problem with his aim and that some of his load had gone down the drain.
Mark’s eyes were still wide with astonishment, and before he could stop himself he exclaimed, “Gawd DAMN!! You are one fucking LOADED stud, James!! There’s enough spunk here to knock up all of Chicago, with some still left over!!”
The teen muscle bull blushed even redder than before, but then Mark quickly recovered his poise and thanked James for his sample, telling the embarrassed kid that he had done an excellent job and had far exceeded Mark’s expectations in every way.
Mark then happily announced that James would be perfect for the job and offered him the position on the spot. He took out some paperwork out of his briefcase, including the contract for James to sign. The enormous young bodybuilder was tremendously excited and elated to be offered the job, as it was the answer to all of his financial troubles. Now he would be able to earn the money he needed to compete at Nationals! The handsome young lad was so excited and eager that he completely neglected to read the contract.
He would, of course, learn to regret that mistake in time to come, along with so much more. But for the time being, the handsome herculean hunk was over the moon.
Mark had James sign and initial on all the various dotted lines, then packed up his paperwork and shook James’ massive hand again, congratulating the big handsome stud on winning the job. He said he would look forward to seeing James in Chicago in another week, and left the unbelievably handsome young lug with one final request. Mark asked the young man to not jerk off over the next 7 days. He wanted to be sure that the young man’s big balls were as full as possible so that they would make the largest possible bulge in his new posers. James blushed but agreed, and waved at the friendly man as he got into his car and drove off.
Mark only got a few blocks away before he had to pull over. He was breathing heavily like he’d just finished a mile-long sprint, and he couldn’t turn his eyes away from the duffle bag in the passenger seat containing 8 packed jars of James’ impossibly manly seed, the most potent stud load in the whole world! Mark couldn’t stop himself as he tore open the bag, pulled our a jar, and guzzled down half a quart of the mighty bull’s hot and hunky muscle milk. He couldn’t believe how extraordinarily thick the spunk was, rich and gamey and utterly masculine. As he choked down the funky and tangy splooge in a series of huge swallows, his own achingly hard and insanely aroused cock could finally take no more, and completely untouched it shot off a massive, sticky load into Mark’s jeans. The man’s entire body shuddered with the furious force of his orgasm, which was unlike anything he’d ever experienced before, and he felt his eyes all but roll back into his head. It felt like nearly 20 blasts of spunk shot into his shorts, a truly massive load, but one that paled in comparison to the load contained in the 7 remaining jars.
It was only with a great effort that Mark stopped himself from draining the other jars of James’ overwhelmingly powerful seed. The consortium wanted a sample of the man’s unearthly load as well as the beautiful muscle teen himself, so the handsome southern man knew that the rest of James’ phenomenal load would need to be protected and saved for his employers. Mark finished the last few delicious drops of gloopy sperm from the flask in his hand, mopped up his cum-drenched crotch as best he could, and then transferred the remaining 7 jars into the portable cryo-freezer he’d kept in his trunk for just this purpose. As he gazed at those 7 cum-filled containers all in a row, he could feel his rock hard cock beginning to drool again in his pants. The consortium was never going to believe that this motherlode of cum came from just one titanic orgasm, but they were definitely going to be tremendously pleased at the enormous quantity of the stuff that Mark was bringing back with him.
As Mark restarted his car and headed back toward Chicago to prepare for the upcoming event, he couldn’t help but daydream about all the uses the consortium would have for this gigantic load of teen muscle titan nut sludge. He also loved the idea that James would now be refraining from pumping out any more of that incredibly thick goo for the next seven days. By the end of the week, the congestion in the young guy’s humongous bull balls would be reaching epic proportions! Mark smiled at the thought of the gorgeous stud suffering from the same kind of blue balls that he’d now been living with for months, watching the stunning hunk every single day with no relief but from his own calloused hands.
And best of all, Mark was able to prove with the continuing live video feed from the young man’s bathroom that the bull-balled stud did indeed honor that promise over the course of the next week.
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