Three times a year, ROYD made the trip to Brisbane to visit his primary sponsor. The 48 year old bodybuilder had agreed to the stipulation when had agreed to underwrite all of the athlete's needs to develop his physique to its absolute max. Both of their efforts had born fruit. ROYD was a spectacular physical specimen.
Whatever ROYD had requested over the past 10 years had been given without hesitation. Gym memberships, personal trainers, supplements, steroids, medical and physical supervision. It had all produced an exceptional specimen of male muscular development. ROYD was not into contests so he did not go on the mass versus definition roller coaster that many of his gym buddies endured. He spent all his attention and time sculpting every inch of his 5'8", 275 lb. body to perfection. ROYD took an extreme attitude when it came to constructing his body. Every muscle group was symmetrical and developed to its peak perfection. He was a walking Greek statue. All made possible by the sponsorship of VAS.
VAS had stipulated ROYD's visits be 3 times a year. Once in the Spring and once in the height of Summer, were standard 3 day visits every year - VAS also had the privilege of calling for a visit anytime he chose giving ROYD 5 days prior notice. That visit could be for 2 to 10 days and was usually spent on vacations, travel or some other special event that VAS wanted to share with ROYD. The 3 day visits were normally spent at the VAS' home where ROYD could be used in any manner VAS desired.
It was mid Summer and ROYD had received only one instruction from VAS on how he was to prep for his visit. He was to let all his body hair grow out - no shaving or clipping. ROYD knew what that meant. VAS had planned a painful full body waxing for him to start off the festivities. ROYD knew the drill. He didn't take a suitcase, everything that would be needed was already at VAS' residence. His traveling cloths were always the same. Subdued, conservative, revealing in an understated way: black swimmers jock strap, cargo pants, clean polo, white ankle socks and sneakers. The only thing that set the muscle head off from his fellow travelers was his obviously chemically enhanced muscular physique.
The 3:15 pm flight was uneventful and touched down on schedule. ROYD walked out to the pick up area and waited for the white van to pull up. It was hot and humid as usual this time of year in Brisbane. The bodybuilder was starting to sweat. It felt good. The body's lube. ROYD smiled and noticed the white van coming around the corner.
The vehicle pulled up in front of him. ROYD stepped off the curb and slid the side panel door open - he was always to get into the back. VAS was driving. He greeted him then directed the huge muscleman to strip down and put on the gear located on back seat. As VAS turned back facing front and pulled out of the Airport, ROYD balanced himself as best he could while stripping off his traveling cloths and donning the gear that had been indicated. There was a soft rubber cock ring that when in place was very tight and really uplifted his cock and balls forcing them out front and high. Next ROYD fastened a wide black leather collar around his massive neck. It had rings around the outside. Next was the hood. It was rubber and resembled a dog. It was heavy duty and if he hadn't been sweating like a naked pig by now he wouldn't have been able to force it over his head. With some trouble, ROYD got the hood in place. There was a steel leash which ROYD attached to one of the rings on the collar. He was not properly displayed. Sweating from the heat and his exertion in the back of the van, ROYD knelt down on all fours and struggled to keep balance for the remainder of the 20 minute ride.
The van pulled into the driveway and stopped. VAS walked around to the side door and pulled it open. The rush of hot air felt good on ROYD's naked and now sweat soaked hide. "Get out." VAS ordered. ROYD stepped out of the van into VAS' side yard. VAS took hold of the leash and led ROYD into the back yard. There were six men waiting for them. Having drinks and chatting. The leash attached to ROYD's collar was locked to a post and the mammoth bodybuilder was left on display and VAS went over to the bar and poured himself a bourbon and water. "Take a closer look, gentleman. The sweat accentuates his musculature and the hair underscores his masculinity, don't you think?" VAS said.
For the next half hour or so, the men examined ROYD from head to toe. They had him flex out his substantial muscles and pose in provocative positions. All while chained to the post. The men rubbed his nipples, cock and balls with their frosty glasses and one of them even slipped an ice cube up the muscle head's substantial ass. The bodybuilder submitted to the attention feeling flattered and proud that he could put on such a nice show for these gents. VAS finally came over, unlocked the leash from the post and led ROYD and the male guests into the Sun Room. The cool air felt good on ROYD's naked wet hide. There was a message table at one end of the room with comfortable chairs arranged around in a semi-circle.
VAS took ROYD to the table, undid the leash, the collar and pulled off the hood. ROYD breathed in a full lung of air expanding his enormous pecs till his tits looked like they would explode off his chest. VAS directed ROYD to a small hassock in front of the message table. He told ROYD to get up on the hassock and flex out a routine that would highlight his front and back muscles to their best advantage. Ever the exhibitionist, ROYD stepped up onto the hassock giving all the men an great view of his ass and monumental back.
After the posing routine, ROYD was directed to lay face down on the message table. A man who was also obviously a bodybuilder came in stripped down to a white provocative jock and began to message ROYD with warm oil. There was no transition from the warm oil to the sticky sugar concoction that the stripped down professional masseur smeared on the twin mounds of ROYD's ass. Strips of cotton where pressed into the ass cheeks and aggressively pulled off taking every hair on ROYD's ass with them. With the speed and ability that comes from years of practicing one's trade, the nearly naked masseur waxed and ripped out every hair on ROYD's back from his neck to his heels. There were cheers from the male observers when the particularly sensitive area of ROYD's ass crack was stripped clean of anal hairs. Both the sound of the strips of cotton tearing out the delicate hairs and ROYD's yelps of pain brought delight to the guests as well as to VAS. The meaty bodybuilder laid as still as he could on the message table allowing the agonizing manipulations to totally rip every body hair off his tight, huge physique until he was as naked as the day he was born.
When ROYD flipped over onto his back, his cock was huge, throbbing and dripping precum The cock ring held it straight up to the delight of the observers. The masseur gave ROYD a sensual warm oil rubdown from neck to toes, paying particular attention the muscle head's balls and of course his rigid prick. VAS asked the masseur to bring ROYD to the brink a few times; but not to let him ejaculate. ROYD was writhing in an erotic agony that only being brought to the brink of ejaculation over and over without release can produce. When the masseur was satisfied that ROYD was sufficiently aroused for his frontal waxing, he began with his feet, ankles and legs. By the time the muscular masseur got up to ROYD's thighs the muscle man's once ragging hard-on was at half mast. Still pointing skyward; but now with an beautiful arc in the middle which allowed the precum dripping out of his urethra to fall onto his nut-sack. The sight was a masculine joy. Next came the arm pits and then the chest - the masseur paused at each nipple to tease it, twist it and pull it - the effect was immediate and ROYD's cock was a vein-popping, throbbing erection once again. Just in time to have every hair yanked off the cock shaft and ripped off the scrotum. ROYD chanted a noisy mixture of manly arousal and excruciating pleasure.
The van pulled into the driveway and stopped. VAS walked around to the side door and pulled it open. The rush of hot air felt good on ROYD's naked and now sweat soaked hide. "Get out." VAS ordered. ROYD stepped out of the van into VAS' side yard. VAS took hold of the leash and led ROYD into the back yard. There were six men waiting for them. Having drinks and chatting. The leash attached to ROYD's collar was locked to a post and the mammoth bodybuilder was left on display and VAS went over to the bar and poured himself a bourbon and water. "Take a closer look, gentleman. The sweat accentuates his musculature and the hair underscores his masculinity, don't you think?" VAS said.
For the next half hour or so, the men examined ROYD from head to toe. They had him flex out his substantial muscles and pose in provocative positions. All while chained to the post. The men rubbed his nipples, cock and balls with their frosty glasses and one of them even slipped an ice cube up the muscle head's substantial ass. The bodybuilder submitted to the attention feeling flattered and proud that he could put on such a nice show for these gents. VAS finally came over, unlocked the leash from the post and led ROYD and the male guests into the Sun Room. The cool air felt good on ROYD's naked wet hide. There was a message table at one end of the room with comfortable chairs arranged around in a semi-circle.
VAS took ROYD to the table, undid the leash, the collar and pulled off the hood. ROYD breathed in a full lung of air expanding his enormous pecs till his tits looked like they would explode off his chest. VAS directed ROYD to a small hassock in front of the message table. He told ROYD to get up on the hassock and flex out a routine that would highlight his front and back muscles to their best advantage. Ever the exhibitionist, ROYD stepped up onto the hassock giving all the men an great view of his ass and monumental back.
After the posing routine, ROYD was directed to lay face down on the message table. A man who was also obviously a bodybuilder came in stripped down to a white provocative jock and began to message ROYD with warm oil. There was no transition from the warm oil to the sticky sugar concoction that the stripped down professional masseur smeared on the twin mounds of ROYD's ass. Strips of cotton where pressed into the ass cheeks and aggressively pulled off taking every hair on ROYD's ass with them. With the speed and ability that comes from years of practicing one's trade, the nearly naked masseur waxed and ripped out every hair on ROYD's back from his neck to his heels. There were cheers from the male observers when the particularly sensitive area of ROYD's ass crack was stripped clean of anal hairs. Both the sound of the strips of cotton tearing out the delicate hairs and ROYD's yelps of pain brought delight to the guests as well as to VAS. The meaty bodybuilder laid as still as he could on the message table allowing the agonizing manipulations to totally rip every body hair off his tight, huge physique until he was as naked as the day he was born.
When ROYD flipped over onto his back, his cock was huge, throbbing and dripping precum The cock ring held it straight up to the delight of the observers. The masseur gave ROYD a sensual warm oil rubdown from neck to toes, paying particular attention the muscle head's balls and of course his rigid prick. VAS asked the masseur to bring ROYD to the brink a few times; but not to let him ejaculate. ROYD was writhing in an erotic agony that only being brought to the brink of ejaculation over and over without release can produce. When the masseur was satisfied that ROYD was sufficiently aroused for his frontal waxing, he began with his feet, ankles and legs. By the time the muscular masseur got up to ROYD's thighs the muscle man's once ragging hard-on was at half mast. Still pointing skyward; but now with an beautiful arc in the middle which allowed the precum dripping out of his urethra to fall onto his nut-sack. The sight was a masculine joy. Next came the arm pits and then the chest - the masseur paused at each nipple to tease it, twist it and pull it - the effect was immediate and ROYD's cock was a vein-popping, throbbing erection once again. Just in time to have every hair yanked off the cock shaft and ripped off the scrotum. ROYD chanted a noisy mixture of manly arousal and excruciating pleasure.
When the masseur had finished with the full body waxing and ROYD was a smooth as a baby's ass; the masseur rubbed a special oil into ROYD's skin to close the pores and moisturize his skin. It left a slick sheen on the bodybuilder's huge physique that set off every muscle which now was displayed without the interruption of body hair. ROYD looked magnificent and he felt it. VAS told ROYD to relax while he and his guests went in for dinner. ROYD climbed up into a oversized chair by the window and let the sensations of the last few hours wash over him like a warm stream. He was content. His manhood accentuated and his strength somehow regenerated.
VAS and his guests returned to the Sun Room after their light supper. They all had brandies and those who enjoyed the habit were smoking one of VAS' fine cigars. The room still had a lingering aroma of male sweat, scented oil and just smelled like feral man sex. Combined with the brandy aroma and cigar smoke wafting throughout the room - it was a very masculine domain. The men arranged themselves around the room in VAS' comfortable leather chairs while VAS went over to ROYD and pinched his left tit lightly to snap him back into reality. "Let's see the results, boy - get up off your ass and display yourself for us" VAS said with authority. ROYD hoisted himself out of the chair into an upright position. He could get a look at himself in VAS' full length mirror at the other end of the room. Fantastic! Fucking Fantastic! ROYD thought. He walked over to the mirror and looked at his freshly waxed body from all angles. The gentleman in their chairs were transfixed watching this magnificent bodybuilder examining his own body in the mirror. Like Narcissus in the pond. ROYD flexed, stretched, bent and felt every inch of his skin. It was like silk, exquisite Chinese silk. Every muscle was set off and accentuated by the oil rubdown the masseur had given him. ROYD looked exceptional! Just then, the masseur came in to inspect his handiwork and felt ROYD's body from head to toe. There were a few hairs that escaped his grasp earlier so the masseur had a few strips of pre basted cotton that he used to pluck out the renegade hairs. ROYD's full body wax was now complete. He hugged the masseur and thanked him. The sight of the two naked bodybuilders embracing, chest to chest, belly to belly, naked hide to naked hide was erotic to say the least. The two muscle men enjoyed it as much as did VAS and his guests.
ROYD spun around and proceeded to exhibit himself for over half an hour to VAS' guests. He let each man feel him as much as the man wanted - wherever he wanted - however he wanted. ROYD's head was swimming in the sensations flowing through his psyche and Libido. He never felt so powerful or so vulnerable. These men were awestruck at his physical perfection yet he was getting off letting any one of these physically ordinary men feel him or pose him in any way they wanted. It was a rush of emotions. He remembered what VAS had always told him in situations like this: "just go with the flow. Feel it - don't analyze it." He felt it and it felt awesome.
The remainder of the evening was spent with VAS and his guests enjoying ROYD's body. Feeling it, admiring it, posing it! ROYD enjoyed wrestling and did a few bridges for the guests - they put their drinks on his belly and flicked their cigar ashes on his crotch, abs and pecs. All in good fun. ROYD was enjoying this first evening. That joy would probably not last.
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