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The Muscle Machine (Part 7)

By Richard Jasper

Part 6:
Part 5:
Part 4:
Part 3:
Part 2:
Part 1:

* * *

Sidney Chastain's eyes widened as the big white guy walked into Emory's Woodruff PE Center.

Holy fuck, Sidney thought. That guy's bigger than I am!

There were, in fact, guys bigger than Big Sid, as his friends called him, but very few of them had his intense degree of size and muscularity. At 6'6 and 350 lbs. of solid muscle, Sidney was as big as the biggest pro bodybuilders only with an aspiring NFL pro's moves, quickness, and reflexes.

The big guy walked right up to him and stuck out his hand.

"Max Hardesty," the big man said. "You're Sid Chastain, right?"

Sid was sitting at the end of the bench where, unassisted, he'd been cranking out close grip reps with 585 lbs.

"Yeah, that would be me," Sid said. Chastain wasn't known for having a lot of patience with fans but...

Damn, Sid thought. This guy is fucking amazing.

"Mind if I work in with you?" Max asked.

Sid was about to get shirty, then he noticed the bulge in Max's pants. His mouth dropped open. Taking that as a yes, Max smirked and began to pull off his ginormous hoodie.

"Holy fuck," Sid exclaimed when Max's upper body was revealed. "Why the hell aren't you on the football team?"

Max just chuckled.

"Ya know, I never even thought about it," Max said, sliding into Sid's place on the bench. "I've just always wanted to get big."

Max lifted the bar off the stanchions and churned out 20 perfect reps, fast! Sid's eyes bulged almost as much as Max's pecs, delts, and bis.

"That was just a warm up weight, right?" Max asked. "Put on a couple of 45s for me?"

Sid, who'd never changed a plate for another guy since graduating from high school, found himself adding a 45 lb. plate to each end. Max jumped up and added two more.

"Sorry!" Max said. "I didn't make myself clear. I meant 2 more on each end."

With 765 lbs. on the bar, Max cranked out 20 more reps, albeit a bit slower than he did the first time. Chastain just gaped.

"Two more please?" Max asked sweetly. "Each end, I mean!"

Chastain complied, then had the presence of mind to ask.

"Uh, need a spot?"

Max winked at him.

"Maybe next set," he said, then put out another 10 reps, no sweat, 945 lbs. going up and down like it was a beginner's weight.

Chastain looked at Max.

"You want more, Big Man?" Chastain asked.

Max nodded.

"But let's cut to the chase, OK? Let's put three more on each end, OK?"

Max took one side while Sid took the other; Max wasn't sure what was more amusing, seeing Sid's notoriously huge 13-incher distending his blue and gold track pants or knowing that Sid was totally oblivious to his own erection!

"And, yeah," Max said, settling back down on the bench. "A spot would be good."

It occurred to Sid that he didn't know how exactly he was going to spot someone benching 1215 lbs. but he just nodded. He moved into position at the head of the bench, only to have Max clear his throat.

"Uh, Big Man," Max said. "You're gonna hafta back up just a bit. Or I'm gonna be benching your pecker!"

Sid looked down and realized his meat was sticking so far out he couldn't see Max's face. He wasn't sure whether he was going to die of shame or spurt right there.

"On three," Max said, and then he cranked out six reps easy, worked for the next two, and had Sid screaming in his face for the last two.

Max re-racked the huge weight, and sat up breathing hard. Much to his surprise, Sid was breathing just as hard, sweat running down his magnificently handsome ebony face.

"Thanks, man," Max said, giving Sid a hug. When they went to let go, Sid held on.

"Fuck, Big Man," Sid whispered in his ear. "I gotta have you!"

Max put his giant hands on Sid's mountainous traps and squeezed, gently.

"Are you sure about that, Sid? I thought you were straight."

Sid ripped off his track pants, exposing himself to the entire weight room.

"I gotta have it, I gotta have you now!"

Max pulled his pants down, the 15 inch monster rising up towards hi pecs.

"You think you can handle this, Big Man?" Max said.

Sid looked feverish. He'd never seen a dick bigger than his own, certainly not on a white boy.

"Give it to me, Big Man," Sid begged. "Give it to me now."

And so Max did, right there in the weight room. Most people fled, some people stayed and cheered, one or two girls called campus security, but Sid's fellow teammates blocked the doors and didn't let them in.

"It's just a little bench press competition, officers, nothing to get upset about," they told the officers. The footballers outweighed the security guys by about 70-80 lbs. a piece, so the officers weren't overly interested in disagreeing with them.

"Just promise us no one's getting hurt, OK?"

The big guys were solemn as judges.

"Believe us, officers, NO ONE is getting hurt!"

After half an hour, Max dragged Sid off the bench and herded him into the Men's Locker Room, which had been likewise vacated and sealed off, where they continued for another hour. Eventually, Max walked back into the weight room, to find Sid's buds waiting patiently.

"Did you kill him?" one of him asked.

Max put his giant hand on the massive shoulder of the 300 lb. tackle.

Herb, he thought. That's his name, Herb Thompson.

"Herb, he's fine, man, he's just kinda, like, ya know, tired out," Max said.

Herb nodded and headed toward to the locker room with Sid's other friends.

"Take care of him, OK?" Max called out.

He turned to find Lance Johnson, Emory's star quarterback, all 6'2 and 250 lbs. of him, standing there whimpering like a lost puppy.

"Hey, little man, it's OK," Max said. "Did you lose something?"

Lance was trembling, his eyes fastened on the massive bulge in Max's sweats.

"Or do you need some of what Sid just had?" Max said, reaching down to adjust himself. "I'm still ready to go, ya know!"

Lance let out a little yelp and then literally ran to the locker room.

Too bad he doesn't run that fast on the field, Max thought to himself.

He headed home to find Ralphie and Curt.

[Well, no growth, per se, but hope you liked this one! I think another chapter will wrap it up!]

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Oh no, I don't like the sound of the end coming so soon. I have been so excited by each chapter.
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Maybe not growth now, but after this fucking session I see some growth coming ^_^

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Great, as always.
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Hey RPJ,

I'm getting caught up on my reading this afternoon. I enjoy this series a lot. Do you HAVE to end it soon?

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Turns out there was growth from this chapter after all. S'all I'm sayin' (sniff) ;-)
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