ROYD + VAS

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.

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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Once the guests left, VAS took ROYD into his bedroom and bound him on a bondage table for the night. ROYD was on his back and had his cock and balls tightly tied and stretched up to the ceiling where the rope was tied off to an eye hook in the ceiling. His arms legs and torso were restrained by a hank of black rope that was securely but not tightly tied off to eye hooks placed around the edge of the table. The hairless bodybuilder would be comfortable, vulnerable and secured for the night. VAS stripped down and got into his bed to read for a while before turning out the lights and going to sleep.

ROYD had learned how to rest and even sleep deeply in stressful restraint positions. VAS had taught him that. He didn't know how long he had been asleep; but he felt the sharp slap to his stretched out nuts and was jolted back into consciousness by the biting sharp pain traveling though his scrotum. He groaned himself awake. VAS was looking down at him, shinning a light in his face. It was still dark. With the deftness that comes from years of experience, VAS quickly undid ROYD's rope bondage and released his cock and balls from the stretched burden. "Get up and follow me," VAS ordered. ROYD slid off the table and bare feet slapping on the wood floors, followed VAS.

VAS took ROYD out into his 6 acre back yard. VAS told ROYD that he wanted him to execute 100 spread eagle pushups followed by 100 jumping jacks and then 50 dolphin kicks. He wanted the colossal bodybuilder to work up a sweat In no time flat, the sweat was dripping off ROYD's hairless physique and as he finished off the dolphin kicks he was wet with sweat. It felt sexy and oddly arousing in the pre-dawn coolness. VAS told him to catch his breath.

"Bend over and grab your ankles, muscle head," VAS ordered. ROYD complied and VAS then smeared some lube onto his fingers and started to slowly stroke ROYD's freshly waxed ass crack. Little by little, up and down the crack feeling the warm velvety feel of the muscular ass cheeks on either side. Exploring the anus by tickling around the hole and leisurely messaging the entrance. VAS gently fingered some lube into ROYD's hairless hole and then very slowly; but with authority, finger fucked the huge specimen bent over in front of him. This intimate manly manipulation was driving ROYD nuts. He was moaning and groaning lost in the depths of an animal rut when VAS slipped a medium sized stainless steel butt plug into the anal cavity. ROYD grunted acknowledging the intrusion; but took the insertion with no trouble. He'd had much bigger items up his ass.

VAS also had a leather strap that bound ROYD's biceps behind his back. VAS put his foot into the muscular back and pulled the strap tight. The result was that ROYD's arms were pinned behind his back and his pecs were stretched tight and high. He told ROYD that he wanted him to jog around the back yard until he told him to stop and to jog at a fast pace. To help him find his way around the yard, VAS put a flashlight into ROYD's mouth. ROYD started jogging around the yard, stumbling over twigs and trying his best to see a few feet in front of him The flashlight didn't help much as it was bouncing up and down with every stride he took. He could barely make out his footfalls with accuracy and found stones or twigs impeding his lackadaisical pace. The sweat was rolling off him in drops by the time VAS called him over as he finished his third circuit. "Too slow big boy," VAS commented "you need some incentive," he said as he snapped two tit clamps onto ROYD's hard nipples already stretched taut by the binding strap around his biceps. ROYD groaned as the hard rubber tips of the clamps bit into the hard meat filled with blood feeding the nerve endings that objected strongly to this pinching pressure. "If you motivate yourself to pick up the pace, I'll take them off - now get moving muscle boy", VAS said as ROYD trotted off at a quicker pace.

Now every footfall jiggled the tit clamps making them bounce on the ends of his nipples. They ached and were aroused at the same time; but ROYD was motivating around that backyard. The tit clamps had another effect - they aroused ROYD's sleepy penis to full erection. Now it too bounced up and down as his bare feet hit the ground on each stride. It was an incredible turn on -- arms pinioned to his back - clamps on his tits - naked as a jaybird, sweating like a pig and now sporting a woody of mammoth proportions. The tit clamps burned; but they were more erotic than painful. It felt like two rods piercing through his tits pushing them out - holding them tight. His mind was analytical; but at this moment he was overcome by the sensations. He just felt his body reacting. By the time he finished 3 more circuits, his cock was dripping long strands of precum and his tits felt like they were jerking him off. He was on the edge. "Well you didn't even stop to have me remove those clamps - boy - it looks like they did the job", VAS chuckled pointing at the enormous erection.

VAS took the flashlight out of ROYD's mouth and released the strap binding his arms behind his back. VAS told ROYD to bend over and then reached down and pulled the butt plug out with a pop. The tit clamps were next. As VAS released them slowly, the blood rushed back into the crushed nubs filling every nerve ending with renewed and aggravated energy. ROYD yelped out; but otherwise held the sensations inside. His dick jerked violently; but did not erupt - that would come later.

VAS took ROYD over to one side of his back patio. He told the naked, sweat drenched bodybuilder to spread himself wide and clasp his hands behind his head. With little warning, VAS turned on his garden hose and proceeded to hose down the muscular man in front of him. ROYD rubbed the chilly water over his muscle sculpted figure - it felt good, rejuvenating. VAS played a little with the hose - sending a moderately strong stream of water up the bodybuilders ass hole - letting ROYD evacuate in a bucket until the stream ran clear. Next VAS positioned a strong stream on ROYD's pecs and tits - the water bounced off the tight flesh and hard nubs like bullets off Superman's chest. The cock and balls were another story. VAS had ROYD dancing around in no time flat as he aimed the stream from the hose onto the sensitive erection and tightly packed scrotum. VAS lingered for almost 20 minutes hosing ROYD down. They both enjoyed the sensations. As the sun rose, VAS took ROYD into the house so the bodybuilder could make breakfast.

Breakfast was clean and easy: egg white omelet with cheese, fillet mignon, fresh fruit, toast, coffee. VAS put ROYD's portions in a stainless steel dog bowl which he placed beside the table at his feet. Initially, ROYD had some problems eating out of a bowl like a dog; but now he just let go and felt his pure animal nature come through, He had a collar around his neck and VAS would pat him on the head and scratch him behind his ears and on his neck - it felt great and although he still had a problem with other men seeing him eat a meal like this - when he was alone with VAS - it was a release that he thoroughly enjoyed. VAS' enjoyment came with his coffee service. He would tease ROYD into a burning erection and then have the muscle head masturbate until he shot a load of hot bodybuilder cum into his coffee. VAS called it his private reserve coffee creamer. The massive hulk could shot huge loads so VAS would have a glass handy to catch the overflow. He'd add milk to the bodybuilder cum, stir it with a spoon and let ROYD drink it down - an excellent protein drink. ROYD would then stir VAS' hot coffee with his still hard dick - that was an amazing feeling. His prick was still aroused and the nerve endings still sensitive from the ejaculation and now being dipped into a hot liquid really sent waves of intense pleasure through his loins. Both men enjoyed breakfast.

After breakfast, VAS took ROYD into the backyard for some Landscaping work in the heat and humidity of summer in Brisbane. There were 15 bags of mulch that needed to be hauled into the yard, spread and raked in. Cutting the grass and raking. Trimming the palms and hedges and digging a drainage ditch along one side of the house. About 4 hours of work in the hot sun. ROYD would work bareass naked with only boots, work gloves, a steel neck chain and plenty of sunscreen to protect his freshly waxed skin. VAS came out periodically to hose the work horse down and when he needed motivation, a cat o'nine tails found sensitive areas to make an impression. ROYD worked all morning and into the early afternoon. VAS gave him 2 rest periods of 10 minutes and a dozen water breaks. Between the bottled water and hose downs - ROYD stayed hydrated; but the heat, humidity and hard work did have an effect on the bodybuilder. By the time VAS called a halt to the detail, ROYD was spent. He was soaking wet with sweat, grimy from the dust and dirt and generally pretty gnarly. The hose came in handy and VAS let ROYD use some soap and a hard sponge to get himself clean.

ROYD was taken into the house and into VAS' dungeon. VAS locked ROYD in a cage for a rest period. ROYD enjoyed these times alone in restricted space. The cage was larger than most but still required ROYD to squat not stand and he could not stretch out. This quiet time gave ROYD a feeling of release. He had nothing to worry about, his size and power could guarantee that there would be nothing he could not physically handle. His only concerns during these visits was his difficulty in being humiliated just for the sake of humiliation. He did not spend all that time in the gym, suffer all those pains that only bodybuilders really understand - to have it ridiculed. He had confidence in himself and also had gained confidence in VAS, that he would not be "hung out to dry." ROYD had come a long way in the 10 years he had been allowing VAS to take over control of his actions for these 3 days. He had come to not just enjoy these challenging days; but actually crave them.

Two hours later it was time for some cocktails and also time to bring ROYD out to "play." ROYD made VAS a Bourbon and water and then stood by for further instructions. There was a knock at the door and ROYD strode over to answer it. Four of VAS' friends were here for a special cocktail hour entertainment. In the back of the men, stripped naked and being dragged forward by a leash attached to a golden PA piercing his cock head was MARKUS RUEHL. ROYD had met MARKUS once before. He was a huge bodybuilder that was also an accomplished wrestler. ROYD knew what was in store for him, he was going to wrestle MARKUS for the amusement and pleasure of VAS and his friends.

The two huge musclemen were taken into the Sun Room where they were each displayed in static displays where the gentlemen could see and prod them. ROYD was put into a black leather jock, strict leather hood and wrist and ankle restraints all chained to a frame which allowed his movement so he could flex his muscles and respond to the numerous prods on his body. MARKUS was placed in a cage that held him by the neck upright. He was wearing a full body shackle that allowed limited movement. The gentlemen enjoyed drinks and cigars as the two huge muscle freaks faced each other and hurled taunts at one another. It was a good start to an afternoon of muscular exertion and glorification. The two gladiators were released and taken into VAS private gym where they were stripped down and set upon each other. This was a no holds barred match. No rest periods. The match would continue until submission.

Both combatants were in excellent physical condition. ROYD had been weakened a little by his hard labor in VAS' garden that morning; but that did not significantly affect how the two huge muscle heads went at each other. Crotch shots, slaps, punches, pinching, twisting, biting - it was all good. Grunts, yelps and shouts came out of the two combatants. The two Herculean gladiators went at each other for over 45 minutes. The end was quick. MARKUS got ROYD on his back, grabbed a handful of his nuts and sat his sweaty ass right on ROYD's head. He twisted ROYD's nuts until he screamed out in agony. Opening his mouth ROYD got a mouthful of MARKUS' ass cheeks. He couldn't breath - his nose was trapped in MARKUS' sweaty crack and his mouth was full of muscle man ass cheeks. ROYD tapped out. He looked up and saw MARKUS grinning down at him - the price for failure would be painful.

ROYD was ordered to bend over so his anus was viewable by all the men gathered around congratulating MARKUS. He stayed in that position until MARKUS had been eagerly and completely congratulated on his victory. He went over to ROYD and slapped his two exposed ass cheeks hard. Two red had imprints emerged from the hard hits. MARKUS leaned over and whispered in ROYD's ear - "That's my brand on your ass, bitch - you're mine to play with until I'm satisfied - now get on all fours, muscle toy!"

ROYD could feel the heat rising in his face. He knew his naked, hairless hide was starting to glow red - and not just on his ass cheeks. He had lost - that was embarrassing enough; but what was to follow was humiliation that he would have a difficult time contending with. MARKUS was anal focused - he liked to play with a man's ass and he wasn't gentle. MARKUS had ROYD restrained butt up on his shoulders so he could enjoy the sight of the huge bodybuilder's ass exposed to his appetites.

Over the next hour, ROYD endured dildo after dildo being rammed up his ass chute. Fat black butt plugs were seated and ROYD was compelled to duck walk around the room displaying his shame while stretching his ass. Finally MARKUS greased up his hand and forearm and pushed it up into ROYD's already tortured hole. ROYD screamed out at the intrusion but took the fisting like the athlete he was. It was a challenge and he was a strong man. He took it like the muscle man he was. VAS and his friends and even MARKUS was impressed with ROYD's stamina and masculine grace under pressure.

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ROYD had his head bowed, looking at the floor, hand behind the small of his back. VAS brought ROYD over closer to his chair and then put him in a stress position of a modified wrestler's bridge so that he could use the big guy's belly as a cocktail table. VAS liked to put ROYD in this position because it placed all of the muscle head's body at his disposal. He could play with the tits, balance his cold drink on the belly while slapping the nuts or fingering his hole and there was always that mammoth cock to play with. Through practice ROYD was able to stay in this position for about half an hour - plenty of time for a good drink and some erotic play with an enormous muscle toy.

After VAS enjoyed his cocktail and playing with his cocktail table, he had ROYD do some stress posing for him. ROYD went through the poses that VAS had taught him and held each one of them until VAS released him. VAS enjoyed posing him in these stress poses because it showed off all his effort. His body was his canvas and this private exhibition was an empowering session for ROYD .

For the remainder of the evening, VAS posed ROYD in different positions admiring his incredible musculature. VAS would direct exercises in stress positions in order to observe how ROYD's muscles moved under his skin. The display was breath taking. ROYD was huge, strong and took great personal pleasure showing himself off. The massive muscle man particularly enjoyed exhibiting himself in the various muscle gear VAS always had around for him. He got off arousing himself, stretching, flexing every muscle while being displayed in the very erotic gear that was made especially to stimulate and show off a muscular man.

As the evening wore on, VAS spiced up the proceedings by incorporating some objects into ROYD's stress position posing. First VAS had ROYD present his ass to him while he messaged some anal lube into ROYD's hole. On the table next to VAS was an assortment of butt plugs of varying sizes. He started with the smallest, inserting it into ROYD's hole and then had him push out 100 push ups. VAS replaced the plugs with bigger and bigger models until ROYD's anal cavity was stretched wide and his ability to take the intrusion was being tested to his upper limit. Still, ROYD took great pride in displaying his strength and stamina to his sponsor and friend. It felt particularly manly to display a huge black plug up your ass by bending over in a stress position and holding it until VAS was satisfied with the exhibition.

After the plugs, VAS brought out two different pairs of tit clamps for ROYD to show off and exercise his meaty nipples. To accentuate the show, VAS had ROYD pull on a tight rubber hood with small eye slits and nose holes. It was confining and very sensual. The first pair of tit clamps that VAS applied was a plain pair of steel clamps that pinched ROYD's nipples. There was a chain dangling between the clamps which had the effect of moving the clamps slightly whenever ROYD moved, breathed or flexed his pecs. It caused an arousing sensation in his tits. Every breath manipulated his nipples in an erotic manner. The effect on his sex drive was immediate. ROYD's cock stood straight out, stretching the soft rubber cock ring that had been embracing his cock and balls since he arrived. VAS had ROYD stand for half an hour with his arms to his sides watching his chest raise and fall with each breath and observing the effect on the naked muscle man's hairless erection. From time to time VAS would direct ROYD to flex his pecs or bend over at the waist so that the effect of the chain was even more pronounced. The result was that ROYD's cock was throbbing in dry contractions. Long strands of glistening precum stretched from the tip of ROYD's urethra down past his knees before breaking off and landing on the floor between his feet.

VAS held the most challenging pair of tit clamps for last. These little babies were alligator clips attached to a rod that held up to 10 small magnetic discs each weighing an ounce. The effect of adding the weight made the alligator teeth bit deeper and deeper into a man's tits. There was an added sadistic benefit in that if one of the disc's was held with the polarity reversed and brought up to the other discs dangling from a pair of tortured nipples, that disc would cause the other discs to twist away resulting in a dance that was really agonizing. ROYD knew what he was in for; but with masculine confidence the pumped up muscle head presented his chest to VAS to have the nasty devices applied to his already aroused and tender nipples.

The sharp steel alligator teeth bit down into the hard muscle nipple. ROYD threw back his head and groaned as VAS snapped the second clamp onto ROYD's other tit. The agony was instant and considerable. ROYD shut his eyes tight and let out a deep growl acknowledging the considerable pain shooting through his pecs. Like hot pokers applied to his nipples, the clamps bit down into raw, sensitive tit flesh and set his pecs on fire. There was only one disc dangling from the end of each clamp - 1 oz that felt like 10 lbs to ROYD's tormented tits. VAS had ROYD stand a parade rest with his arms behind his back. The bodybuilder stood there dropping his chest to ease the agony. ROYD could feel sweat streaming from his hairless pits down his ribs and over his thighs. He let himself drift into that headspace that bodybuilders know when they hit a wall in training. Take the pain into yourself, feed off it, make it fuel your stamina, feed your will. VAS told ROYD to jiggle his pecs, he complied and the effect was electric. His tits were now in an arousal state that only a few men can imagine. His cock was rigid and flexing with each pec flex. The erotic reverie was intense and illogical. How could this severe agony in his nipples produce such a huge rush of sexual energy. A rush that had his cock hard and flexing uncontrollably.

VAS played with ROYD for another hour, adding weight discs to the clamps feasting on his nipples. He also played with the reverse polarity of the magnetic discs to make the whole tit clamp mechanism dance wildly on ROYD's chest. The result was a harsh twisting and pulling on ROYD's ravished tits. The bodybuilder's cock maintained a rock hard erection throughout the session. ROYD knew how to please both himself and the man who was using him. It was a symbiotic association and both men fed off it to their own personal stimulation and satisfaction.

When VAS was satisfied with ROYD's workout - he removed the tit clamps gently and slowly massaged the tormented nipples until they were standing straight out and back to normal. ROYD groaned and moaned at VAS' astute touch. His cock was twitching and throbbing at every touch - the precum leak had not subsided and was now very strong. VAS moved over to ROYD and started to lick and suck on the huge muscle man's tits. ROYD flexed his pecs and offered his nipples to VAS to feast on. While he was sucking on ROYD's tits, VAS' hand was working the huge erection - slowly masturbating the bodybuilder to a climax. ROYD flexed his knees and thrust his pelvis forward in an attempt to help VAS to get a good grip on his sex tool. VAS knew how to work this muscle toy and took great pleasure hearing the moans of sexual pleasure coming from the bodybuilder in his grasp.

It didn't take too long for ROYD to reach the edge of an orgasm; but VAS caught the sign just in time. He slapped ROYD's nuts hard and bit down on one of his tits. ROYD pulled back and sucked in a big breath. He knew how VAS enjoyed holding him off and it actually got him even more excited. VAS brought ROYD to the edge twice more, each time interrupting the sexual frenzy of the muscular behemoth with a hard slap to the nuts. Finally VAS brought ROYD to full orgasm. It was a huge sexual release. ROYD's cock contracted in a tight spasm over and over again pushing white strands of potent muscle man sperm erupting from the tip of his dick. VAS caught most of it in a glass and then sucked down on the heaving muscle head's tender cock to draw out ever last drop of the intoxicating liquid. ROYD was moaning and shivering in the last throes of his enormous orgasm. When the last drop of muscle cum had been drawn from his exhausted body, ROYD slumped down on one knee and then finally collapsed on the floor at VAS' feet.

VAS went off to the kitchen and filled the glass with ROYD's sperm splattered inside with cold milk. After stirring it, he returned to the worn out bodybuilder and gave it to him to drink down. ROYD devoured the liquid. He liked the taste of his own cum and this batch was produced by powerful forces. It tasted great. After a rest period of an hour when ROYD just laid at VAS' feet serving as a foot rest while VAS read his newspaper - VAS prodded him up and took him into the garage where a rusty old set of free weights served as ROYD's forced exercise equipment.

VAS watched as ROYD pushed out a series of exercises. Every exercise executed with just one rep to exhaustion. Then the next exercise. 12 different exercises in all. Each one executed with only one rep and done to exhaustion of that muscle group. The process took almost two hours to complete. VAS allowed ROYD to relax in between exercises so that he could recoup. Even so, the naked, hairless bodybuilder was dripping sweat and totally exhausted at the conclusion. VAS took ROYD out onto the back patio and hosed him down. It was late and the cool evening sea breeze dried ROYD's slick skin while VAS relaxed on a chaise.

ROYD was tied spread eagle to the guest bed and left to rest and sleep if he could. He would be flying home early the next day; but he was sure that he would be interrupted during the early morning hours when VAS came in for his sexual release. ROYD enjoyed these hours. He enjoyed these visits.

Early the next morning, VAS came in and released ROYD. He took him into his dungeon to meet one final challenge. ROYD was told to do a handstand - when up in position, ROYD's ankles were tied and his legs spread wide apart. His balls were then secured and stretched out hard by a bungee chord attached to the ceiling. VAS then took out a bundle of canes tied together. He flogged ROYD for the better part of half an hour until the bodybuilder's physique was glowing red from his neck to his butt cheeks.

After the canning, VAS would put ROYD into a g-string, muscle tank and flips and drive the muscle stud down to the local nude beach so that they could enjoy a day enjoying the Australian summer sun. ROYD's reddened back was a topic for discussion and he really enjoyed telling it like it is. The proud muscle head never made up stories; but came right out with the fact that he had just been flogged and was proud to display the results. ROYD's nude physique was a focus point on the beach and he showed himself off with pride and pleasure.

The two men spent a great day at the beach. It was a perfect way to conclude ROYD's summer stay. That afternoon, VAS took ROYD to one of Brisbane's hot bars where he exhibited the muscle toy in a tight pair of leather shorts, chain harness encircling his substantial chest and the leather collar ROYD had worn his first night. He got a lot of free drink offers and had his tits pinched and pulled by just about every patron in the bar. At 6:30 ROYD and VAS drove back home, where VAS hosed his muscle boy down and then laid out a jock, shorts, white sports shirt and sneakers for ROYD to put on. He took the colossal hunk out for a very fine dinner at one of the area's most popular restaurant. They sat upstairs on an outside deck with an unimpeded view of the City. It was cool and peaceful. After dinner, the two men returned to VAS' residence. VAS went out onto the back patio while ROYD went into the guest bedroom and stripped down. After fixing his sponsor a brandy on the rocks and fetching one of his cigars from the humidor, ROYD joined VAS on the patio.

VAS took in the naked muscular specimen of manhood relaxing next to him. VAS asked his companion if he needed anything. ROYD said he would enjoy a big bowl of ice cream. VAS told his muscular companion to go in and get what he wanted. ROYD returned with a huge bowl of ice cream. VAS smiled at ROYD and said, "Don't you think that needs a nice topping to finish it off?" ROYD knew what VAS had in mind and immediately stood up - started working his cock until it was rock hard and proceeded to masturbate until he reached a huge orgasm. The quivering muscle guy shot stream after stream of muscle man jism onto the top of his ice cream. A protein topping. ROYD gobbled it down to the last drop.

After a good night's sleep and a fantastic al fresco breakfast, VAS dropped his muscle toy off at the Airport. ROYD would remember this visit as he flew home. The heat and discomfort he still felt on his back underscored the challenges he had met and triumphed over during this visit. It seemed to give him an empowerment for his manhood that nothing else could. He was already looking forward to VAS' next call.