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Ascent: Chapter 5 Lone Pine
/ January 24, 2016

My ears popped. As I drove from Lee Vining south, I realized the elevation was changing, a bit of a relief. My throat was still raw from a combination of Joshua’s cock, probably snoring, the dryness, and I had been drinking water like crazy and sucking on lemon candy to keep my mouth and throat wet, and it felt much better. I heading south with a tiny bit of dread, and some anticipation. Along the 395 was Manzanar, which has some connections to my family which doesn’t need to be elaborated here, but seeing an interment camp for US citizens who happened to be of Japanese ancestry, well it’s enough give me a sick feeling, but needs to be seen. Not everything in California is fluffy, golden, beautiful and magic. I was on my way to Lone Pine, and planned on a visit with an old friend from Los Angeles, Daddy Ray. Ray had retired from film decades before, and bought an old hotel in Lone Pine where he could be surrounded by all the settings from all the old Western movies, TV shows, and even current movies – he had a big cowboy thing going. I got to the…

Descent: Chapter 4 Fresno
/ January 24, 2016

I got up the next morning, and still couldn’t quite believe the spectacle from that night at the Adult Theatre. Cleaning up, I got hard again thinking of the furry Granddad-Dad-Son event, and wondered how James’s ass felt – though if he could take his Dad’s thick long cock, the rest would be easy. I jacked off a little bit, hard thinking about it, but wanted to get on with driving up to Fresno, I was hoping I’d meet my old buddy Aram. I was out of clean black clothes unfortunately, and put on a grey skintight teeshirt, which left nothing of my physique to the imagination. As I exited the hotel, there were John, and James – James working in the office part of the hotel on something, and John, squeezing his crotch looking at me. He barreled out of the check-in area and gave me a big hug, wishing me the best, and John zoomed out, looking somewhat shocked. I leaned over to him, “Like the muscle Dad, buddy?” He coughed, and squeezed my arm, then my crotch, squeezing his grandfather also. Grandpa James leaned over and backed up, “Not this early!” he laughed, and I chatted for…

Cascade: Chapter 1 Redding
/ January 24, 2016

I left with him instead of waiting at the house, and followed him back in the city and had a nice breakfast, again near the Capitol. Felix called me at breakfast, and we talked some more about my plans up North. I went on to the car rental place at the airport, and got a new car – a Mini cooper Convertible, which jumped when I touched the accelerator – I love my own Mini Roadster at home, but I wasn’t going to be able to rent one. Felix called me again, and thanked me for the evening, it wasn’t what he expected, and something he really wanted to try, that he never imagined that sex with a man could be like that. We talked for a bit as I drove up towards Redding, and I had the sense that he was nervous about what sex would be like when his girlfriend came back after a week. Eventually I told him I’d send some pictures of my friend’s California landscapes when I got down to Santa Rosa, and he sounded calmer. I didn’t want to leave him in the lurch with some new feelings, and we spoke on and off…

Coast: Chapter 4 San Simeon
/ January 24, 2016

Today was San Simeon Day. Ahead of me I had a few hour drive south along the spectacular Pacific Coast Highway through Big Sur, then some sort of tour through Hearst Castle. This morning however, I had some work to do. I sent a message to Aziz (from Muscle Ranch – see the stories) down in LA, hoping he would be in, to talk for a bit today. I also sent a note to an old friend of mine in San Luis Obispo saying I would be driving through in a few days, and could I take him out to dinner. I called Felix, who I knew would call me anyway, and found I had woken him up! I told him I wouldn’t bother him, but he told me he had woken up hard – he’s evil. There was a  good wireless network in the hotel, so I put him on faceTime, and to the sounds of his grunting, I took a shower for him, then carefully dried off and put on body lotion while slowly jacking off. I flexed my muscles carefully on camera, showing Felix all parts of my deltoids, then from the side, I flexed my traps,…

Image: Chapter 4 Milked
/ January 22, 2016

Sami was sleepy after lunch at Muscle Ranch – to be expected. He gathered what the daily routine could be like, and he pointed out that it was like a big “On-land cruise ship!” and I had to agree, and then wonder – what would it be like to actually have the next Muscle Ranch on a cruise ship. Hmm. We headed out to the pool, and settling in the shade, I kept turning over the idea of 2000 guys on a Muscle Ranch cruise in the ocean. And stormy seas, and a huge weight room full of loose equipment being thrown around. Where would you get 2000 bodybuilders, much less 200… But as I fell asleep, I had strange dreams of bodybuilders in navy uniforms deploying life rafts, and put it all out of my mind. I woke up to hot feet. Specifically, the sun had moved, and my feet were in the sun but nothing else. I quickly checked, and no burn, and I woke Sami up. I took him to the media center, with its huge TV and snack bar, and we watched Bodybuilding Inspiration videos while we had coffee to rev up our system. It occurred…

Releaser: Chapter 3 Tag Team
/ January 21, 2016

I left Yusuf to sleep as I went off to the Muscle Ranch gym, I decided if he was so crazy about my arms, I’d do my biceps for that evening. Aziz followed me around the gym, making sure Dad was happy, and I hinted about the nice session, and Aziz was incredibly relieved. He spotted me for my whole workout, which helped me get enormously pumped – doing negatives, reverse pyramids, my arms felt swollen an extra inch or two it felt like. I ran into the two guys from breakfast, Don and Owen, who wearing do-rags, yelling at each other to work harder, and having a great time a the gym. I’ve never really had a workout buddy, that’s kind of the downside of a lot of travel I suppose, and when I have, usually younger guys I’m herding through workouts, it’s been a great feeling. Aziz and I were due for dinner with his father, and I kicked myself for not getting the full story on the valet Bassem. In the shower, Owen said “OH LORD, I HOPE MY TAN’S OK”, laughing along with Don, and I punched him and said “Drop dead fucker,” when Don said,…

Examination: Chapter 3 Skinny
/ January 21, 2016

Early in the morning I heard an alarm, and a curse, and Doc got up and I felt a kiss as he left. It was still dark at Muscle Ranch – I was used to people getting up early in Texas but this seemed Very early. I fell back asleep immediately, and as dawn light came in, I woke again, and smelled cum. Well, no surprise! I burped and smiled to myself, and cleaned up in the bathroom. It was Saturday, and I expected to see quite a few more people at breakfast that morning, it was Buddy Weekend after all. I looked in at Idris who was playing away on his keyboard that morning, in his own word with his headphones on. I tapped on the keyboard, and pointed at my wrist indicating time, and Idris nodded and said too loudly “I’ll come along soon Joe.” I walked out and along the trails to the main chow place, and sure enough, lots of guys. More than a few guys walked along with me, asking if I was ok. “Absolutely” I said, but I did note my voice was deeper than usual. Abuse. I got a big breakfast tray, and…

Volume: Chapter 5 Limit
/ January 21, 2016

I was ravenous at lunch at Muscle Ranch, and found myself sitting with a bunch of Muscle Otters. At Muscle Ranch, mostly for bodybuilders who are not dieting – off season they call it – they let go, no shaving, no body shaving, and enjoying all the food they can pack in. Some guys are hard gainers, and with their bodies starting to fill in with fur, and their physiques, you’d have to call them otters. My mind was still rattled by Dick and his cock for the moment, and his Dad who was bigger, but we all got involved in talk about posing – my weak spot. A couple of the guys volunteered to have a posing class the next day, which I looked forward to. I felt a tiny bit sunburnt, and headed back to my cabin for a mid-afternoon nap before my workout, looking around realizing it was really pretty there. I think most of the guys who were going to be at Muscle Ranch had arrived, some newcomers still shy about going commando around the camp, you’d see them walking in shorts, but I think within a day they didn’t give a shit. I got being…

Begin Again: Chapter 6 Furball
/ January 21, 2016

I actually rested after lunch, though my balls were sore from all the sex – without cumming – that morning. I was happy for Eddy, who hummed and talked a mile a minute through lunch, and then disappeared off with the other muscle Dads as I walked through Muscle Ranch to my room. I was going to clean up a bit, but the barracks cabin was already cleaned up and a new supply of towels set out. I tried out some mandatory poses, wondering how much I should practice them to get the transitions smooth and normal looking, but I felt pretty inept. It’s that walking and chewing gum problem I guess. I sat down to catch up on some reading and… well you know how reading with your eyes closed works! I woke up in the afternoon, and decided it was abs afternoon, and got my kit and walked back to the gym, high-fiving buddies along the way. It was only a few days into Muscle Ranch, and guys were already sprouting hair all over their faces and bodies, not having to keep everything shaved. Abs are one muscle you can work and work and work, so I did…