Pete glanced around the room. Most of the well built men had
realized there was no way out of the building by now
Clark boomed, "All of you...Strip out of your clothes...NOW!"
As everyone complied, Clark grinned seeing all cocks rigid
and pointing straight up. "So, you ALL like what you see, eh?" he
smirked. He jumped off the stage and stepped into the small crowd of
men, flexing his massive body and bobbing his pulsing cock. The men
reached out to touch the rippling, powerful teen. Some erupted in
orgasm as they touched the hot, steel hard body from which such
strength and power emminated.
Pete stood, transfixed, watching the mindless muscle orgy
beginning to take place in front of him. He wasn't gay,
but...DAMN!...this was turning him on, a bit!
Clark trapped two of the muscle sluts under each arm,
between his bulging biceps and his winged lats and chest. "Watch
this, Pete!" he boomed as he slowly flexed his oaken arms and the
rest of his torso.
The four little men beat and kicked at the muscle boy that
bound them...They hit his grinding muscles so hard that their
pathetic wrists snapped upon contact with the boy of steel. The
snapping of bones could be heard as Clark continued to flex, ever so
slowly, his powerful frame, crushing their puny little bodies
against his unmoving, rippling mass of muscle. His dick rose and
shot pre-cum with such force that it exploded the heads of those
standing in its path as the heads and upper torsos of the four men
trapped in his deathly embrace audibly popped, one by one, and were
smashed to pulp in his manly armpits, sandwiched between his bulging
and grinding musculature. Blood and gore dripped down Clark's arms,
waist and legs as their frail bodies spasmed in death throes,
hanging like little dolls stuck to his rippling frame.
Pete's breathing became ragged as he witnessed Clark
uncaringly muscle snuff at least 8 muscular, full grown men with his
rippling, powerful body and his pre-orgasmic cock release. He ran up
to Clark and began rubbing one blood covered biceps and triceps,
feeling the power, the strength....His cock exploded in orgasm as
his hands felt the rock hard, pure and unbridled power of his best
friend. It had nothing to do with being gay or straight...It was
just the uncaring, god-like hyper-masculine power of Clark that sent
him into orgasmic bliss. He backed away from Clark's massive body,
his cock still spewing cum, embarrassed and afraid. Would Clark be
pissed at his outburst?
Clark looked Pete in the eye and grinned as he said, "It's
okay, Pete...How could you not? Look at me!" With that, he grabbed
another man, lifted him over his head, flexing every glorious muscle
for Pete's benefit (the flattened heads of the previous four men
clearly visible and stuck like flattened bugs on Clark's rippling
chest and arms), and quickly brought him down across his oaken
thigh, cleanly snapping the unfortunate bug's back in two upon
impact. With a quick flex of his back, he ripped the man in two,
organs spilling onto those men left, scattering to the sides of the
building, knowing there was no escape.
Pete began to spew cum anew as he heard the load SNAP of the
doomed man's spine upon Clark's granite leg...He grabbed his aching
and spewing cock as he heard the RIIIIP of flesh as the man was
effortlessly torn in two and his guts splashed out into the building
by his bulging uncaring super friend.
Clark ripped the bodies stuck to his frame from his muscles
and crushed them around his throbbing fuck tool, lubing himself for
release with the muscle mashed bodies. He grabbed another man and
lifted him over his hungry cock head...he impaled the man slowly and
began masturbating with the doomed man's muscular little body. He
made sure he was facing his little fuck buddy as he began to impale
him deeper and deeper with each thrust.
"Awwww! Fuck YEAH!" Clark boomed as he flexed his rippling
ass and shoved the crushed and spasming body of his fuck toy to the
base of his throbbing dick, "Watch THIS, Pete!"
With that, Clark began to cum...His first shot rocketed
through his victim like a torpedo, killing him instantly, exiting
the top of his head and penetrating the ceiling like a spent bullet.
He then crushed the lifeless body hanging on his jerking member down
so that his cock head exploded through the skull, still jettisoning
his super cum like bullets. He pushed his cock down and aimed his
cum shots at the remaining bar patrons, mowing them down as with a
machine gun, the wads of cum hitting them with such force that it
went completely through their bodies and embedded in the walls.
"Awww, fuckin' A, Pete...I could fuck 'em all to death,
man...These weak, pathetic little creatures...This planet is in for
the ride of its life, man."
Pete stood, trembling, as Clark walked up to him,
effortlessly kicking bodies aside that lay in his way, his huge semi-
erect cock swaying back and forth before him like some new and
lethal biological weapon. "What's wrong, Pete?" Clark grinned, "I
told you I'd never do anything to hurt you, didn't I?"
Pete couldn't help but reach out and rub his hand across the
expanse of Clark's rippling, blood slick chest. As he reached the
cleavage, Clark slowly flexed, securing Pete's hand in the
unbelievable fist deep crevice, then releasing the pec-grasp. Pete
gasped as he continued to feel the rippling, powerful muscle of his
friend. He stepped back as he, once again, erupted in orgasm,
splattering Clark with his cum. Clark wiped the cum, mixed with the
blood, from his abs and chest, and licked it from his fingers as
Pete fell to his knees...spent from exhaustion.
Clark carried Pete outside, through the wall, of course! He
proceeded to eradicate the scene of destruction as he had
previously, leaving no trace, and sped home, dropping Pete off on
the way. He removed the ring and, once again, drifted off to sleep. (
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