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Road Trip Texas 1: Chapter 11 Chappel Hill
/ January 22, 2016

I was exhilarated and slightly numb from the gym AND wrestling I had in Port Arthur, and content to tune my radio to Sirius XM 70’s music and glide along the 10 Freeway which stretches from Florida to California. It was late afternoon in East Texas, so of course it poured rain for a half hour at some point, but I was determined to make it to a wonderful ranch up north of Houston, and have a five-star dinner; I called ahead, but being summer, it was absolutely no problem to get a seating, not a lot of people want to wander around in 90-degree evening weather. I was sore! Wrestling isn’t bodybuilding, and I had muscles hurting I didn’t even know I had. I had been to the ranch resort a few years back for a business dinner, and the head of the dining wing of the place was a very sexy bear, and we stared at each other like crazy, but I was not in the situation where anything could happen. I ended up arriving kind of at sunset, passed by farmer pickups and truckers as I pulled off the main road, which was beautiful in the Hill…

Steam: Chapter 1 – Steam
/ January 22, 2016

Sami and I woke up in Muscle Ranch with piss hardons again, glued to each other with my cum. “OW!” he said, pulling back, the hairs on his belly and crotch pulled slightly. We lay there apart on the bed for a moment, kind of still overwhelmed with the amazing sex from the prior night, unexpected – Sami was much more of a bottom, and I rarely got fucked, but the emotional connection was what amazed me, completely tuned to each other and exploring. My prostate felt back to normal, and I hopped out of bed to piss, looking at my balls. Normally when you take juice (test and other stuff), your balls shrink slightly, but my balls looked bigger than ever, and swollen. Sami came in and pissed with me, crossing our piss streams and playing a bit as our hardons went down, and I looked at his balls – they were huge anyway, low-hangers, but I asked, “Do your balls seem bigger?” Sami stared at me. “I had been wondering!” he said, “They aren’t usually big globes but… well,” he said, pulling them up, and squeezing his scrotum so you could see the outline. They were usually kind…

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…