Bear & His Buddies


By myoder

The bar was crowded with the usual riff raff and bikers. It was noisy and smoky and generally typical for a Saturday night. Guys were vying for the attention, showing off their tattoos, playing pool and arm wrestling. These were all big guys and this bar had the reputation of being one of the nastiest hangouts in town.

Then Bear and his buddies arrived. They'd heard about the bar from their gang in New Mexico and decided to check it out. When they walked in, the room went silent, and all eyes turned to the door. This is what they saw --

Bear - 47 years old, 6'8" and 550lbs of powerlifter. He was easily 3 feet thick, and his massive muscles strained the sleeves of his plaid shirt. He had long dirty blond hair swept over his head and a full beard that rested on his massive chest. His arms were pushed out to the sides by the flare of his huge thick lats. His gut was big, but solid as a rock and his quads and calves were immense. His basket was pushed forward and down by its sheer weight. His forearms were like two huge hams, covered in brown hair, with an eagle tattoo on one and a serpent on the other. His hands were easily 6" wide across the palm and when he tensed his fists, his huge arms sent little splits up his sleeves. His neck was thick and his traps rose like mountains over his insanely broad shoulders.

Big Jim - 36 years old, 6'4" and easily 375lbs. He was balding with a brown hair and huge mustache that completely covered his mouth. His neck was liek a bull's, thick and veiny. He wore a tank top that stretched tight across his inhuman pecs and over his bowling ball shoulders. His biceps were so tight and huge that his forearms were pulled forward by the tension, veins snaking over the huge muscles. His chest had a trail of hair down the middle and his thick abs were evident through the fabric of the shirt. His legs were like tree trunks and he wore his huge limp dick down his pant leg, displaying his maleness for everyone to see.

Finally there was Mike - 38 years old, 6'2" and 450lbs. His brown hair was swept over his head and he had several days growth of beard. He wore thick glasses and his eyebrows were heavy. Mike was wearing a denim vest that exposed the mat of thick silky hair that trailed over his twitching pecs, the veins still easy to see through all the fur. His biceps were massive and thick and his gut was cut with huge blocks of hair covered muscle. His basket was full and pressed forward by the size of his incredible legs.

The sight of these mountainous men silenced the group in the bar. They walked to the bar and ordered beers sitting down at a table nearby. Pretty soon the noise started up as people began to talk again and the guys were impressing the women with their skills. But a group had gathered near Bear and his buddies. One big guy, just drunk enough, decided he didn't like the attention these new guys were getting and decided to challenge them.

"Hey" he called. "You fuckers arm wrestle?"

Bear grinned. "You wanna wrestle? Sure!" Bear stood up and raised his arms in a double biceps pose. Immediately the sleeves ripped loudly and the huge peak of his freaky 35" guns burst through. His forearms stretched the cuffs and the whole jacket sleeves to the shoulders fell away from the monster muscle. "Let's do it big guy."

The big guy gulped when he saw the size of Bear's arms but having challenged him, couldn't back down. He took off his jacket and flexed his own 24" biceps, grinning back at Bear in an attempt to psyche him out. "I curl 200lbs with these babies!" the big guy said, kissing his massive arms. He came closer to Bear. Bear's huge arms made the other guy look like a boy. They sat face to face and put their arms on the table. Their huge fists clasped together.

"One, two, three!" they counted and the match began. A crowd gathered and watched as Bear held the big guy's arm in place. The big guy was straining against the power of Bear's huge fist and massive bicep, breathing hard and pushing with all the power he had. Bear let the guy work a while, grunting and groaning before giving barely a heave and the man flipped onto the floor.

"Gonna have to do better against these, boy! You curl 200?! Hell, I curl 800 for breakfast. Warm up with 1000lbs and work up to 1500lbs!" Then Bear grabbed the top of his t-shirt and tore it open revealing a mass of hair and huge pecs. His thick gut was solid muscle. He flexed his pecs and the mountains of ripped, pumped muscle bounced obscenely. Immediately, a few of the bikers were on him, running their fingers over the furry chest. Bear just grinned and continue to flex his pecs, enjoying the hands roaming over his massive 550lb frame.

"You boys don't know what power is!" Bear said. "We're three of the strongest, fuckin' powerlifters around. Show 'em, guys!"

Big Jim moved to the pool table. It was a huge solid mahogany table.

"What's this weigh?" Big Jim asked.

"I dunno," one guy said. "But it took 5 guys to move it in here."

"Well climb on, guys!" Big Jim got under the table while 10 of the bikers climbed on top. Then with barely a grunt, Jim hefted the table and started pressing it. His pecs began to swell and bulge and soon his tank top couldn't take the strain, ripping to shreds over his massive frame. Then he managed to stand up and the table lifted high into the air. He pumped out a few more reps with the table and the 10 guys - it had to weigh 2700lbs! Jim was pumped so huge, his massive quads split his pants open and his huge soft dick hung out, half hardening in the excitement of his power. When he put the table down, the guys crawled off it and Jim started pulling his huge dong, getting it even harder and even bigger. This got Bear going and he started rubbing his own growing cock through his pants.

Then Mike got into the action. He walked behind the bar and pulled a heavy chain off the back wall. He wrapped the chain around his massive bicep adn flexed. The huge muscle strained against the chain and Mike grittedhis teeth tight as he flexd harder and harder. His forearms bulged and knotted as the bicep grew harder and larger under the chain. Finally, the heavy-gage chain started snapping and link by link it exploded over his massive, 32inch bicep dropping to the floor. He picked up a few of the links and pressed them together in his hands, grunting as he fused the metal together in his bare hands.

This sent the other guys over the edge. Bear flipped out his dick and started stroking it. The heavy cock was huge! Not yet hard, it was at least 12inches long and 10 inches around. Big Jim was rock hard now and he throbbed his massive 13". Mike ripped off his denim vest and started flexing.Then he pulled out his 12" dick and started stroking it. Bikers all over started ripping open their flies and pulling out their dicks, while the monster powermen flexed and pumped their inhuman muscle.

Then Bear wentbehind the bar and grabbeda couple of full kegs of beer. Each one weighed about 200 lbs. He stroked his massive dick till it was a rock hard 15" and then tied the kegs with a piece of rope to his prick.

"Watch this boys!" Bear said as he stood on the pool table and started flexing his cock. It lifted all 400lbs 3 feet in the air on his cock. He continued to flex the giant dick and lifted the kegs for about 20 reps. Then he undid the rope and immediately a few of the bikers were on his massive cock, licking it, stroking it and playing with his huge hairy nuts. There were guys jerking all over the place, feeling the mass and power of Big Jim, Mike and Bear, climbing on their massive frames, riding their huge powerful cocks and getting off on their muscle.

Pretty soon, Bear started shooting. His massive cock exploded and he let out a loud roar as his cum flew over the bikers. Mike's 12" pole started spewing between the legs of the big guy, while he flexed his 32" biceps for the biker. Big Jim grabbed a couple of bikers and started curling them in his massive hands. He flexed his 13" dong and it shot a load across he bar hitting a mirror at the back of the room. All the other bikers were cumming and flexing for each other, turned on by the maleness that surrounded them.

"You ain't seen nothin' yet," Bear grinned... •

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