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Jamie entered Uncle Llewellyn"s office. The attorney wasn't used to receiving family at his office, unless private matters which needed his legal expertise were involved. He was mildly amused when his young nephew entered the room. The boy, although most people would call him a man - he was 23 after all - had called him, voice trembling. Llewellyn was not a true uncle of Jamie but a "godfather". It was also known that he had lots of money. Not as well known were his eccentric tastes. In everything. Jamie had been threatened by a gang of punks, who first let him build up gambling debts, and then asked ridiculous interest on the loan. Llewellyn asked for a few names and smiled when he got them. The gang was less than nothing to him. Neither Jamie nor the gang knew that Llewellyn himself was leader of a crime syndicate larger than either could imagine. There was no doubt in Llewellyn"s mind that Jamie was being used to get at him, but what made it interesting was that they had no idea what they were getting themselves involved with. They were simply after his money. They would get far more than they bargained for. Jamie was to be given a bodyguard, until this "situation" was resolved. "Come with me, Jamie. I'd like you to meet someone." Llewellyn said escorting Jamie to the back door of his office. "Sure, Uncle. Who is it?" "He's someone who's helped me in the past and can easily help you too. He's a bodybuilder of sorts, and if I'm not mistaken, he's in the gym now. Did you know I keep a private gym for my employees? Let's take the elevator please, it's faster." Llewellyn's seeming idle chat helped calm Jamie a lot. Everything would be all right now. Wasn't that what Llewellyn just said? Llewellyn opened a door which revealed a small room with a large mirror nearly covering the entire far wall. A few seats were placed around a small conference table. Llewellyn locked the door and the two waited in silence. A few minutes passed and Jamie was starting to get nervous again when the door opened and a huge men stepped sideways through it. This guy was so immense, in fact, that his size could barely be hidden by his expensive-looking custom-made suit. "Ed, shake hands with my young nephew, Jamie." Jamie stared in the coldest, steel- blue eyes he had ever seen. A rough manly face, with just a little shadow of a beard looked dispassionately at him. The callused hand grasped him firmly, and didn't let go. Llewellyn shook his head, and Ed released his grip reluctantly. "Ed, young Jamie will be your new -ah, "employer." I'll be paying you, of course, but from now on, follow Jamie's instructions as if the were mine. "When?" Jamie shook at the resonance. "Right away. You'll stay at his house. Call me once a week and let me know how things are going." At his house? That was the last place Jamie wanted to go. "Will this guy fight for me, Uncle Llewellyn?" Jamie asked. Llewellyn smiled, "Ed will tell you all you need to know Jamie, as soon as you get home. You can leave me now. I'm a very busy man." "Thank you," Jamie said sheepishly and left with Ed. He was not at all sure this was going to work Ed walked slightly behind and at his side, opening doors for him. It made Jamie feel strange, and he had the urge to giggle of all things. He was sure if any of his debtors wanted to threaten him now, Ed would slow them down at least. Ed didn't say a thing, as he drove his car to Jamie's address When Jamie tried to talk he was politely but firmly told just to ignore Ed, who in short sentences explained that he needed all his attention to guard Jamie. Jamie just nodded and sat back. He had developed a raging hard-on which pressed uncomfortably against his leg just being in the presence of this powerful man. Ignore him! The man was like Hercules. People stared at his size. His big hands, with some hairs showing, were neatly manicured. His black hair was neatly trimmed. Jamie shook his head and tried to look outside at the passersby. They were approaching Jamie's house which was located near a big gym, where Jamie had trained for some time but he'd never seen a man anywhere near this size training there. Ed walked through the rooms, and looked around. "Secure enough," he said, sitting his huge frame on a double sofa in the living room. "Want something to drink?" Jamie asked. "Soda, thanks", Ed replied. He was removing his coat, and his shirt as Jamie entered the room again. Handing Ed a Coke, he couldn't help but look at the huge arm muscles that filled the gray T-shirt to bursting. Even larger pecs stretched the fabric. Ed grunted a thanks, and sat down again. "So, Ed," Jamie asked, "where do we go from here?" "Anywhere you want. Just make an appointment to see those guys and I'll take care off them. You want them eliminated don't you?" Ed's blue black eyes were looking straight at Jamie. "Any preferences on how you want me to do it? I'm trained in different techniques of fighting, murder and torture." Jamie nearly spat out his Coke. "You mean kill them?," he asked with a trembling voice, "Are you kidding?" Ed's gaze was unblinking. "No, I can see you're not kidding.... Man, I'd thought you could just beat them up or something" "It's way beyond that now, Jamie. Your uncle could just have paid them off, but you must realize by now it's his money they're after." "What do you mean?" "They're trying to get at him through you," Ed explained. Jamie watched that bicep peak to unbelievable proportions as Ed downed his Coke in one gulp. "But we're not that close," Jamie remarked. "We hardly see each other. And how does my uncle know you?" "Let's just say it's a matter of honor now. I've been working off and on for your uncle for some time now, and I owe him a lot. In fact, I owe him everything." After these enigmatic words, Ed wouldn't discuss Llewellyn anymore. But know this, Jamie. While I'm with you, no man lays a hand on you, unless he comes through me. And I'll kill anyone who tries." Muscles like girders in Ed's forearm rippled as he not only crushed the can, but folded it twice in one fist like a paper cup. "Jeez, you're kind of scaring me. Have you killed many guys?" "Let's say - some off this muscle has been developed with the help of other - human bodies", Ed smiled while he pressed his fingers into his right bicep. The huge muscle was flexed now, and Jamie saw the T-shirt stretch to its limit. "Man, you've got huge arms", Jamie breathed. "I'm big, and very strong," Ed remarked, "but besides that, your uncle employs me because I do what I'm told." "What do you mean?" "It's simple," Ed said a bit impatiently, "Any order your uncle gives, I obey. Any situation he wants me to go into, or anything he wants of me to do, I do. The rewards are, well let's say he does some things for me too on occasion. Nope," he added before Jamie could ask any more, "that's private too. Since he ordered me to obey you, I'll do it, but some topics are restricted. That's one of them." "You make it sound you're some kind of machine or something. A slave." Ed grinned evilly. "No, not a slave, son. I do my own thinking and obey willingly. However, the, uh, pact we made stipulates that I perform any service that I am asked to do." "Doesn't that get you into a lot of trouble? I can think off several ways that could get you into ridiculous situations", Jamie smiled. "I don't think anyone found the situations "ridiculous."?" Ed replied darkly. "Sorry, I was out of line," Jamie shuddered. "So, what now?" "Now, I want to take a shower", Ed said as he ran a hands through his hair. His biceps flared, big and veined. Ed stood up. "Don't worry kid. I'll get you through this, O.K." Jamie watched Ed's incredible bulk withdraw to the bathroom. He picked up the crumpled Coke can and tried vainly to unwrinkle it using both hands. His hard on raged as he listened to Ed shower. "Hey, got some more soap in here?" Ed called. Jamie made his way to the bathroom somewhat tentatively. The soap was in the cupboard under the sink. When he got there, his breath stopped. Ed had the shower door open - probably because of his size, Jamie thought. Humungous pecs, covered in thick black hair with nipples the size of silver dollars, rippled as Ed flexed them while reaching for the soap Jamie nearly dropped. Ed had hugely muscled thighs, and between them a cock and balls which were forcing Jamie to look down and gasp. Ed was big! "Like what you see, kid?" Ed winked, as he lathered up both hands and gave his dick a few long strokes. He put one hand behind his neck and flexed his biceps. His huge upper arm muscle moving and forming a bigger than a boulder. "Yeah, I can see that you do. You've had a rod on since we left your uncle's office. It's a dead give away, you know," he joked. Ed smiled with that same icy stare as his fist pulled on his huge cock. It rose at an astonishing rate, as his big balls dripped with soap and water. His cock was nearly hard now, and he pulled back his foreskin, slowly and sensuously showing Jamie his baseball of a cockh ead as he rubbed some soap around it. "Yeah, this big fucking monster has taken its toll of victims alright. It's a specialty of mine, ya know. Pussy or ass, man or woman, it just doesn't matter." "You're bi?", Jamie stammered. "Nope." Ed grinned, "I just like to rape, especially before a kill. But I have sex with whomever I want whenever I want Do you get my drift, boy?" Looking at Jamie, it was clear he meant with or without the permission of the person in question. "Get over here and jerk me off. I know you want to feel it, and I need some relief." The three steps it took to get to the shower door were the longest Jamie had ever taken. He went down on his knees. "Yeah, that's good," Ed said as Jamie took a hold of the monster dick. "Now take a good grip, harder. Remember this dick can be used as a weapon when I want to. It's used to some rough handling. Harder. Beat my dick. More strength. Harder." Ed relaxed against the wall as he passively let Jamie jerk him to a climax. His huge muscles rippling, he made some fucking motions with his body. Grunting, he shot his seed into the water and down the drain. "That should skim off the top cream. Not too bad kid but you need a lot more practice. That's if you want to?" Jamie, was wet now, his clothes dripping. The monster cock was still hard, standing erect, not giving any signs of softening. "Nah, that'll pass soon enough, but if I stimulate it just a little, I stay hard as a rock. Great for long 'special' sessions." Walking past Jamie, his big buttocks flexing, Jamie nearly fainted. He could not believe what had just happened. Entering the living room, a naked Ed stood there, with full erection, the towel over his neck. Both his hands were holding the ends, and the sight of this man made Jamie loose what was left of control. "You mean you'd let me jerk you off again?", he asked. "Yeah, or suck my dick. Or fuck. Anything you want. I know you wanted that from the moment you saw me. Remember. I'm yours now. I'll fuck, rape or kill anyone or do anything you want me to do. And you are in bad need of a fuck. You want my dick up your ass, don't you? But you're scared of me. And I'm more man than you can handle, that's for sure. So get over here, and I'll break the ice a bit for ya. Don't worry. I only break bones when I'm angry." Ed's matter of fact tone was bewildering to Jamie. "You mean, you'll fuck me if I want you to?" "I see I'll have to make it clear for you", Ed replied. Putting his hands on Jamie's chest, he tore the wet shirt away with a yank and pushed Jamie down by the shoulders. "Look kid. I could break you in two like a twig if I wanted to. But like I said, I'm following your orders now. Now, do what you want to do!" he ordered as his big cock head swayed before Jamie's eyes. Jamie attacked the cock. His hot mouth could not take in the red Cock head, he moaned as Ed flexed his muscles, and grabbed Jamie's head. "Yes, now you're starting to get it. Let yourself go. I thrive on this. Yeah, suck me, baby. God, you're so hot. Want me to fuck you now, or do you want to fuck me? Eat my ass? Get up here." Ed grabbed the much smaller Jamie and lifted him in his arms. His huge muscles covered the boy's body underneath him as he forced a kiss from Jamie, his tongue wet and demanding. Jamie grabbed the thickly muscled neck, and held on as Ed lifted one of his legs and tore Jamie's pants away like tissue, getting his cock in position. Agonizingly slowly Ed pushed and retreated, not entering Jamie's butt hole, but just stretching him. Jamie grunted when Ed pushed a bit too hard. Ed, quickly retreated and pressed his finger into the hole. As Jamie arched his back, Ed lifted the boy's hips up and swallowed Jamie's dripping cock sucking hard. Jamie shot his load. Fucking Ed's face, his semen exploded in Ed's throat. Ed sucked him dry easily, then released him and dried himself some more. Looking down on Jamie he remarked, "Tonight I'll show you what else I can do for you. Get dressed. We're going into town." Stunned but unbelievably happy, Jamie, nodded, and staggered to his room. Ed was too good to be true. He had always wanted a muscleman to do what had just happened. The way Ed took control, and made him do what he always had wanted to do, was beyond perfect. Ed was unpacking some suitcases in his room that he'd brought from Llewellyn's place. He got dressed, and loaded his Dessert Eagle. Tonight he would show Jamie what he was capable of, just as Llewellyn had ordered him to. The boy had to be shown that he could rely on Ed for all his wishes, and Ed would show him the way. Ed was told to show Jamie some 'sights' in preparation for some plans Llewellyn had. He was more than happy to oblige. Ed was wearing blue jeans, and a black, tank-top. As he walked over to Jamie he again noticed the boy stare at his arms. Flexing them he put Jamie's hands on the biceps. "Feel all you want Jamie. They're yours to command, anyway you want me." Jamie felt and asked, "May I kiss them?". Ed smirked and grabbed Jamie's head. Pressing the boy's face into his huge upper arms, he got impatient. "Don't ask boy! Do it! I know you want it rough. Bite them." Jamie bit and licked as Ed rubbed Jamie's crotch. Then he put his arm around Jamie's neck, and pulled him to his chest, choking him a little. His huge arm made crushing motions, hurting the boy's head as he sucked hard on Jamie's tongue. Jamie moaned as a large wet spot formed in his crotch. "Atta boy! Young stud came again. Now go clean up. It's late and we've got some serious fun ahead." Ed gave Jamie's crotch a final squeeze and let the boy go. In 15 minutes, they left the house. Ed drove the car to a park, about 20 minutes from Jamie's house. Getting out, he told Jamie to pick an object. "What do you mean an object?" "Simple. We're going for a walk, hunting if you will. Just tell me when you see someone you want me to beat up. I'll do it. And you can tell me how hard and cruel you want it." "Oh man. This is too weird", Jamie breathed, but was getting hard again fast. Walking beside Ed, the hunt was on. A strange sense of power flowed through Jamie as he eyed the people they passed. Anyone of them could be Ed's target if he choose. Suddenly Jamie saw a big, mean, agitated guy walking away from a young woman with raven black hair. She had a bruised face and was crying. Ed watched dispassionately as Jamie followed the man. Passing the girl, it was obvious the guy had just hit her - hard. "Are you alright Miss?" Jamie asked. What a stupid fucking question. Before he could say any more, she ran off sobbing. After a minute's hesitation, Jamie nodded to Ed. "All right," he spat. "That one!" Ed just nodded and walked up to the man who was now lighting a cigarette. Ed dropped his leather jacket. His T-shirt had no arms, and his huge biceps were showing, rippling sinewy muscle, bulging against the skin. "What the fuck're you looking at, asshole?" A startled look was the last Jamie saw of the guy's face as Ed grabbed the cigarette out his mouth then connected his fist with a sickening thunk. The man's head flew backwards, into the lamp post which clearly lighted the whole scene. As Jamie felt his bulge grow, he watched how easily Ed handled the guy. "Enjoy hitting women, shit face?" The stunned man, taking a boxing stance was jabbed once, twice. Ed was holding his punches He didn't want to end it too fast. "Harder, Ed", Jamie urged incensed. "Beat him up." Ed's huge arms were pumped now and his fist landed on the guy's face. A sharp cracking sound told Jamie that Ed had broken the bastard's nose. Blood spurted out. "What now, Jamie?" Ed wondered. He was not even breathing heavily, as he kicked the man's legs out from underneath him. With a heavy thud the man fell. "Want me to break some bones? Want me to make him bleed some more?" He kicked again, but not too hard, just on the lower ribs. He didn't want to take the man out yet. "Yeah, Ed. Give it to him." Jamie was rubbing his crotch and wanted to jerk off. Ed nodded and taking his time kicked hard as the man tried to get up. His boot connected solidly with the rib cage and two distinct cracks told of more broken ribs. The man collapsed unto his back now and Ed casually sat down on top of him. Jamie got closer as Ed started to methodically beat the crap out of the man, his legs pinning the arms to the ground, his weight on the man's chest. "Want me to hit him again?", Ed asked and hit the guy in the face again. Blood shot out as Ed's blow nearly broke the man's jaw. Damn! Not too hard. The guy was going too fast. "Move in. You'll like this." Ed dug his massive hands into the guy's upper arm and shoulder. It sounded like a Christmas turkey as Ed deftly pulled the guy's arm out of his shoulder socket causing a painful bellow. A rabbit punch broke a clavicle. He gave him a 1,2,3 punch and pulled the man's head up into his crotch. Looking at Jamie he flexed his arm, clearly enjoying the boy's startled look as he flipped the guy over and his hugely pumped, freaky biceps wrapped around the man's tender throat. "Break his neck?" he asked, looking straight at Jamie's face, and flexed hard. Ed pulled down the front of his jeans with a swipe of his hand. Ed's baseball bat of a cock flared out. "I can split him in two with this for ya." The man pulled against the arm which held him in an iron vice, his face turning redder. Jamie's eyes were clouded as his orgasm built faster than ever. Ed smiled and looked down, flexing harder, his rock hard biceps nearly crushing the man's neck. His pumped veins stood out There was a little sweat on his arm so Jamie saw the muscles move underneath the skin. The man started the fight harder, unable to breath at all now. "I'm choking him for you Jamie. See him struggle for you? I'll break his neck if you want. Want me to kill him now for you? Just come for me Jamie, come on. Do it! Give your seed to me." Jamie got closer, and pressed his dick against Ed's choking arm. He wanted to feel the strength, the hardness of the muscles. "That's it, cum Jamie, cum. Rub your dick against my huge arm. I'll make you come, baby." Jamie took out his hard cock and stepped up closer. Ed released the choke for a second, and pushed Jamie's cock between his arm and the man's neck. He rammed his own pole along the other side The man gasped for air, getting the chance to fill his lungs. He tried to struggle free, but Ed had anticipated his moves, and held him still. The increased pressure tortured Jamie's cock to orgasm. As Jamie arched his back, Ed pulled harder and nearly crushed the cock between the neck and his biceps. "Yes! Do it!" Jamie sobbed. With a cracking sound the larynx was crushed and Jamie came while the man started to spasm in Ed's death grip. In the middle of Jamie's orgasm Ed pulled hard, holding that level of pressure and broke the man's neck. The snap sent Jamie's orgasm still higher. He was shooting his load now, holding onto Ed's huge, rock hard body. When Jamie looked up next, he saw Ed lick the big load of seed from his biceps. His hand behind his neck, he licked the freaky muscle, flexing his biceps as he did so. He swallowed the cum as his eyes looked sultrily at Jamie. The boy dove for the huge cock head. Jamie devoured the colossal head and only then did Ed shoot cupfuls of hot semen into Jamie's gullet. Ed pulled Jamie towards him and wrapped his wet arm around Jamie's head, the seedy biceps wet with Ed's saliva over Jamie's mouth. Jamie grunted and licked, biting down on the solid muscle. Ed flexed in response and held Jamie in an iron vice. Ed's other hand groped Jamie's crotch and squeezed the cum from the dripping cock head. "Eat my muscle Jamie. I can take it, bite down. Hard!" Jamie's knees buckled as he felt Ed's cock press against his backside. "Yeah, that was great Jamie. Told you I'd show you what I can do for you. You learn fast Now do you understand?" Jamie was shocked and trembling. The whole scene had taken place as if he had been watching a movie. Only as he had touched Ed and his cock was crushed by this giant man's strength, had he become fully aware of the situation. What was worse, he had orgasmed more intensely than ever in his life. What kind of freak was he? At his feet the man was dead. "You understand now." Jamie cried like a baby and Ed hugged him tight, those great arms protecting him. "We'd better get you out of here," Ed mopped away a tear with his finger "But what about--" "It's being taken care of." Among other things, Jamie had learned not to ask questions. Neither man spoke all the way home. "You sleep with me tonight, "Jamie announced. "In there. Is that O.K?" "Sure." "I want you to do something." "Just name it." Jamie fell asleep, his legs over Ed's shoulders. The muscle giant was stretching the beautiful ass first with one finger, then two. He reached for more lubricant.