Randy’s birthday came one week after the season opening and the Ferguson brothers made a barbecue to celebrate it. Randy invited Coach Sanders and the four of them ate lots of burgers, hot dogs and T-bone steaks. Of course, they didn’t tell Sanders about Randy’s real age, officially Randy was turning 18. The coach was surprised about seeing such importance given to an 18 year birthday, and so few people to celebrate, since Randy was so popular at school. Anyway, once more, Cliff Sanders got surprised at Randy’s appetite. The kid could eat over half of the food Alex prepared for them. And he practically ate the three ice cream cakes alone. As always Alex had already saved some for the guests, who could argue with such a big birthday boy? Randy clearly showed his anxiety when it was time to open the gifts. Coach Sanders was the first one to give him his gift, it was a HUGE uniform, made especially for him, with a peculiar name printed on the back “Powerhouse Ferguson!” – “I thought you needed a more appealing name for the beginning season!” Randy also gained matching sweatshirts, training clothes and a big jacket with the team logo – “Hope you liked, champ!” Sanders blinked meaning more than he said – “WOW! It’s great Coach!” Jamie gave him a whole new set of his now favorite clothes, tank tops, spandex shorts, bandannas, overalls, skimpy jeans shorts, all included in the package – “Since you’re already outgrowing those clothes, you’d better get new ones!”. Randy was more than happy, he kissed Jamie in the cheeks – “Thanks bro!” “Well, I guess it’s my turn now, isn’t it?” Alex asked and then he gave Randy a blue print. The kid didn’t understand and the blond brother smiled – “You’ve always said that you needed a bigger place to train, with heavier loads, so I’ve decided to build a gym for you!” Alex said smiling – “Go check the garage!” Randy smiled and ran to the place and saw lots and lots of metal plates, iron bars, heavier equipment, everything for a heavy duty gym. Randy’s eyes shone and he literally grabbed Alex and tossed him up and down – “FUCKING COOL! THAT WAS THE BEST PRESENT EVER! THANKS ALEX!” “You really support your brother, Alex!” Sanders said as he checked the quality of the material Alex had purchased – “only the best for my BIG kid brother!” “Well after this, I won’t settle for anything less than my own car!” Jamie said pretending to be jealous about Randy’s gift.

Randy excused himself and rushed to his gym to assemble his new equipment, needless to say that he almost carried all the boxes under his immense arms. That same day he trained hard for two hours before going to bed – “The season is there, I gotta be prepared!” Coach Sanders consulted Alex if it was OK for Randy to follow a special diet, because he wanted to be sure if the big boy was eating the proper things to allow him sustain his enormous body in the field. Alex didn’t mind, because his brother was really spending lots of energy training, and since he wasn’t going on roids, it was all safe for Randy. The other day, Sanders asked Randy to start working out a the school gym, but Randy protested “Why do I have to train here, with this old equipment, if my gym at home is ten times better?” Sanders widened his eyes – “Oh yes, you have your own gym at home!” Randy grinned proudly “Yeah! Maybe you could give me some pointers there? What do you say coach?” Randy’s eyes were sparkling – “You could have dinner with us!” “I don’t know Randy, isn’t your brother gonna be upset?” “Alex? No, he won’t matter about that! I’ll call him and explain everything!” Sanders tried but he couldn’t say no to his biggest and best student, so about 4.00 pm Randy and Sanders arrived at the Ferguson’s. Randy proudly showed Coach Sanders around and led the big man to his favorite part of the house – The room! “That’s your home gym? You’ve got yourself quite good equipment, son!” Sanders said as he checked the equipment and the state of the art machinery. Randy approached him, towering the buffed gym teacher – “So are we gonna train or what?” he said preparing to pump some serious iron. “All right, Randy. The most important part is focusing. You have to be focused on your muscle groups, train hard and slowly, feeling each fiber flexing and stretching while you perform the exercise!” Sanders said as Randy got ready to warm up with bicep curls. “You should start with a medium cargo for warm ups, then you can go heavier! I’ll show you!” The coach loaded himself two bars with almost 120 pounds each. Sanders struggled and performed almost twenty reps, he felt his almost 19 inches guns burning, almost giving up but he managed to do three more reps just to feel the pump! “See?” Was all Sanders could say, he was very tired because in order to give Randy a good example he used as his “medium” cargo, almost the same as his usual maximum cargo. But it seemed to work, given the look in his pupil’s face – “WOW! Coach, you’re so strong!” Randy approached and felt the size of his coach’s guns. The important thing is focus, it doesn’t matter the number of reps you can do, the key to growth is doing them properly!” Sanders concluded with an authority look. “I got it!” Randy said as he loaded the bar. Sander’s eyes widened as he saw the amount of weight that the giant kid fixed for himself: almost 300 pounds! “Randy, I think you’re making a mistake here! Those are bicep curls, not bench press!” Randy smiled – “I know that, look there are two bars!” Coach was shocked, the look on Randy’s face was definitely happy. His light brown hair almost at shoulder level, and his big green eyes sparkling, he was the symbol of muscle power! His muscular development was beyond belief. Randy blinked to him and started lifting the enormous bars, loaded with almost 300 pounds of iron! He kept pumping them, nice and slowly, doing as Sanders told him to. The coach was in awe as he saw the sheer size of Randy’s biceps curling and peaking insanely huge! The enormous guns and the oversized veins grew freakish in front of Sander’s eyes, and fifty mind blowing reps after Randy finally finished his “warm up” session. – “I think I can max now!” Randy looked at Cliff who could only gasp as Randy showed his “maximum” cargo 500 pounds! Sander’s almost fainted as Randy could easily curl the bars up and down, his ballooning biceps peaking bigger and bigger, as his body assumed this lustful reddish tone, glistening and sweating, increasing the feeling of hardness his physique had. The coach sat down at one chair, speechless! “Say, coach, why don’t you sit here and let me do my routine, than you can correct whatever is wrong! I think this way we can go easier, and you won’t stress yourself trying to prove me that you’re strong! I know you’re the biggest and the strongest man I know, besides me!” Randy blinked and FLEXED his now 36 inches biceps! Coach Sanders had always been a big man – 6’2” 275 pounds (he should get his b.f. lower, but even so he is very ripped), 55 inches chest, 32 inches legs, 18 and ¾ inches biceps. He was used to be a role model for his students and his players! At the age of 35 years old, he still could beat most of the big teenagers of the football team at bench press. It had been his proud being so strong and beating the much younger guys, even realizing that most of the times it wasn’t because of his superior strength, but due to his longer experience. Anyway he had been the “ROCK” as the players called him. Over the years, he was used to be worshipped from afar, the many boys who dared to look at his muscular body when he showered, and even the many times he had been sucked by some of the hottest jocks who studied at his school. And now he watched in awe as his newest acquisition for the football team completely overpowered him! Sanders almost couldn’t believe in his own eyes. After almost 100 reps with 500 pounds in each arm, Randy bench pressed over 2000 pounds for over 50 reps, then his leg press max hit practically 4000 pounds. Randy dumbfolded Cliff with his impressive and ultimate display of strength, making the coach feel insignificant near his gargantuan muscles. When Randy finished his last rep, he was completely PUMPED! His body glistened, his veins pulsing, the sweat running down his muscles and his hair, completely disarranged, his breathing was heavy, but he managed to keep smiling – “PRETTY GOOD PUMPING, HUH COACH?” Randy lifted his both thumbs up and smiled. But his coach wasn’t looking at him. Coach had his back turned on him. Randy didn’t know why. Did he do anything wrong? Why was Coach acting like that? Because Sanders had his hardest erection in years! His cock was completely hard, aching under his pants, he could feel the enormous 10 inch rod stretching under his tight lycra shorts. Randy approached him, still breathing heavy from his outrageous work out. “Is something wrong coach?” Randy touched his shoulders and Sanders took a deep breath and turned to Randy, hoping the kid didn’t notice his woody, but it was useless. “WOW! Your cock is HUGE!” Randy looked at Sander’s face and the coach looked sad – “You made me hot kid! Your muscles are just too much for me! I’ve never seen someone so strong as you!” Randy kept silent, trying to figure out something, but Sanders feared the worst. “Look, Randy, I am so sorry! It doesn’t have anything to do with you!” Sanders said looking at Randy’s impressive chest. The coach took a deep breath – “I’ve never seen guns so HUGE like these two motherfuckers!” his hands grabbed the enormous peaks and squeezed them hard. Almost at the same time, Randy brought his biceps into a double biceps pose – “You think I am hot? Really?!” the kid had a glint in his eyes. “OH! FUCK YEAH! You’re the best Randy!” Sanders squeezed Randy’s gigantic biceps as hard as he could, but couldn’t even dent them! Randy was completely marveled, his huge muscular coach was completely amazed by his muscles and he had an erection just looking at him – “Your cock is hard because of me?!” Sanders nodded smiling and the huge kid had a mean smile – “Can I see it?” Sanders smiled too, but he was worried . “What about your brothers?” he asked looking at the hallway – “Don’t worry about them, Jamie is at the school for a Match club reunion and Alex won’t be home until seven! Come on, I wanna see your big cock hard, coach!” Sanders smiled, he got his shorts down and his underwear, finally exposing his hard ten inch monster to an astonished Randy. The kid was marveled, he had so many questions to make, but his child curiosity was stronger, he touched the hard cock and gave it a nice and slow squeeze, making Sanders moan in pleasure – “DAMN, kid! You have a strong grip!” He said through his teeth. “I am so sorry, did I hurt you?” Randy asked carefully – “Hell no! You are the best!” Sanders sat on the bench and waited for Randy take his action, but the kid only stayed there looking marveled at the coach’s cock – “Does it hurt when it is so hard like this?” Sanders laughed “You should know it! You monster should get really hard, doesn’t it?” For the first time, Randy thought about his own overgrown cock. “It doesn’t get as hard as yours, coach!” Sanders laughed. – “You’re just amazing Randy! You have the biggest cock I’ve ever seen and you’re scared at the size of mine! Come on! Show me this big log of yours!” Randy got ashamed – “But I will never get as hard as you!” “I can help with that!” Sanders reached for Randy’s pants and ripped them out of the muscular teen, then he grabbed the package and gave it a nice and strong thug! Randy moaned. He had never felt that way before! He felt his hear racing, his mind flying and suddenly he felt his cock alive, getting each time longer and warmer, and his heart beat accelerating. He felt the warm touch of Sander’s hand around his manhood, and then it all seemed so natural! Randy allowed Sanders to squeeze and play a little with his growing cock, but soon it was Sanders once more the surprised one! “FUCK KID! YOU’RE HUGE THERE TOO!” The coach moaned as he realized the 16 inches still growing anaconda he had in his hands. Randy was scared – “WHOA! How come it got so BIG?” Sanders smiled and fondled it carefully. “It ain’t done yet, kid!” The coach realized the shaft growing past 18 inches easily, it was enormously wide! And the veins were popping out like the rest of Randy’s body! Randy felt so alive, it was the best feeling he ever had! He wanted it to last forever. The coach, on the other hand was almost done. Seeing such a huge cock reaching the unbelievably mark of the 20 inches, and then growing even longer, he couldn’t help it anymore and started jerking his own cock fiercely. The kid remembered that scene quite well, it was the same thing Alex had done two weeks ago! He was jerking off! And because of Randy! The giant muscular kid was in awe, and he felt so good about himself and his muscles! Sanders kept moaning and jerking himself, since Randy didn’t blow on his cock as he wanted. But the 7’2” 435 pound behemoth knew exactly what to do. He smiled and grabbed Sanders in a bear hug. He squeezed the muscular frame of his coach against his own muscular body – “Why don’t you feel me a little closer, coach! I know you want to know how strong I am!” Randy said as he gently crushed Sanders. The coach could hold no longer and he finally spewed his cum all over Randy – “Oh Randy you’re so fucking HUGE!” It was all he could say at the verge of orgasm and the giant kid felt his body being soaked in the thick warm cream. Randy kept holding Sanders feeling his body going limp at his grip and hearing the moans and groans of his coach. The gargantuan football player gently laid the Coach on the bench and kept looking at him curiously. Then he couldn’t avoid noticing the SIZE of his own cock, which was harder than ever! He ran and grabbed his measuring tape, and the result was rather impressive – 24 inches! TWO FEET EVEN! His cock could reach two whole feet long when it got hard! He read the width – 10 inches! He was thicker than most of men were long! “You’re colossal Randy!” Sanders repeated looking at the incredibly huge teen. Randy smiled and looked at him, and Sanders eyes almost popped out! “Come here kid! Let me take care of this for you!” Sanders offered to suck on Randy’s alabaster cock, and the kid was thrilled to know what the coach was up to, when they heard Alex’s parking. “Randy! I’m home!” Alex said as he entered the kitchen and put the groceries on the table. Both Randy and Sanders were scared, but they managed to get their clothes, although Randy’s hard was harder than ever! “I don’t know what to do!” He said pointing at his gigantic cock, and his soaked chest! Sanders eyes got wide – “Go hit the shower! Cold water should work, go now and I’ll clean here and talk to your brother!” •