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After watching the "World's Strongest Man" events on TV for years, I decided it was time to attend one myself with my press credentials. At this event my favorite strongman, Marko, from Finland would be competing. Marko weighs in at about double my weight of 180. He is only mid-20's but has managed to defeat huge men from all over the world. I confess -- I hero worship him. Seeing him compete and win is a huge thrill for me. After the final event, with all the press and fans crowding him, I decided I had to request a private interview with him in his hotel suite. I waited for the sweat-soaked giant just outside his room. Suddenly, I was face to face with Mighty Marko ! He did not think it strange that I was there.. In fact, from his broken English I came to understand that he was expecting me to take some photos. Before we began, he suggested that he first required a hot shower. Of course, it occurred to me that a man that massive could have some trouble washing his back, shoulders, glutes, and legs---and chest !!! He seemed glad to accept my offer. He was not at all shy about it but then the Finnish like nudity and mixed-gender saunas. It would seem very natural to him to share a shower with another male. The awesome strength events had obviously worn down my giant a bit. I had to help him out of his soaked, rank-smelling clothes which clung to his huge frame. At the same time, I quickly threw off what I was wearing and stepped into the large, stall shower to set the temperature of the water. I collected soap, bath gel, shampoo, and a couple of large loofa sponges. He stepped in with me and luckily the shower stall was extra wide. I had a minute to take a good look at his girth. He had curly blond hair on his head and no other body hair except a thick blond pubic bush. His bare pectorals had never been seen at any event so far. Possibly the world's largest chest was almost in my face ! Mind-blowing in size. His pecs, I reckoned, were just as large as my hard buttocks! His arms, 24 inches around, hung like two hams at his sides. The neck size I guessed at 20 inches. And those nipples ! More on those later. Before I could get a look at my Viking's private parts, he turned around. I grabbed soap and sponge and began a slow and thorough scrubbing of his wide shoulders, neck, and back. I then dropped down to his calves wondering how far beyond 20 inches they would measure. His Herculean thighs were still twitching from his earlier efforts.... pulling a big truck against the other strongmen. When I began to soap up his gargantuan, muscular ass I was so turned on I thought I would shoot a load. Then, to my amazement, the Finnish strongman bent over, lay his hands against the shower wall, spread his colossal legs and thrust his glutes upwards. I continued to soap his crack and when I tried to soap his genitals between his thighs, I found it nearly impossible with one hand. He looked to be endowed like a fucking barn animal and he was beginning to sound like one too. He suddenly turned around to face me so that I could wash his front. His wrist-sized penis swung like a loose canon. I began soaping his legs and then arms.,. He liked this action and was grunting, expanding his ribcage while his breasts bounced without any effort on his part ( as if they were just a pair of pumped-up melons being juggled). I used the scratchy side of the loofa sponge against his hairless white skin. He was very sensitive but his penis had remained big and soft between his thighs with only a hint of arousal. I was not too timid to soap him there but did not linger. I was trying to hold off for his chest! His nipples exceeded in size and beauty any I had seen on males or females. I do not lie when I tell you they were tremendously wide (I guessed at 3 inches across) and yet on those massive breasts did not seem freaky at all. If he had removed his shirt at any strongman event, they would have been hugely visible for any cameraman. Their very pinkness on his white skin made them the focus of attention. They were not "pointers" just yet but I would see if I could make them stiffen for me. As I soaped them and rubbed them manually he closed his eyes and threw his head back. A moan escaped him. I began to lightly rub two loofa sponges against these titanic tits and then a bit more roughly. I watched his growing arousal as the nubs began to elongate, swell and harden. He was hard in the crotch too and I looked down to stare at his big and rigid muscle-meat throbbin non stop. His gonads still swung loosely and their size had not decreased at all . He pushed me down toward his thrusting genitals. I had so often fantasized about seeing him perform his feats of strength totally in the nude. Now I was holding his turgid fuck pole with both hands and wondering if this would bring him to a climax. " My Balls !" he shouted and I went for them, pulling and tugging, slapping and twisting the heavy, pear-shaped baby-makers. I could see now that he liked it rough and could take it like only the World's Strongest Man could. With greater force I abused his swinging testicles as if I could take them off him.. I watched as his huge arm moved up and down his thick tool. He was masturbating for ME, I thought. I lost control and attacked his "bigger than a bitch" nipples with teeth and nails. He howled and cursed but then pressed my face to his tremendous tits as if demanding more and harder abuse.. The nipples were stiffer and the loofa had made them rough and raw. How much more would he be able to take ? Or could I take? Lots more! I had started to punch his jumbo jugs and to vary the blows with massage.. He was insane with lust. His powerful legs were shaking non stop, his chest heaving like a bellows, and I chewed his nipples like a maniac. When he did begin to blow his pent-up load, I could not hold myself back. Our cries united in filling the shower stall and possibly adjoining rooms for all I can remember. He shot huge wads and when he'd finished, Marko smiled in satisfaction. His raw nipples were still throbbing. I know I'll be attending next year's World's Strongest Man competition! bullet tits fsp@ibl.bm

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Muscleman Masseur, Part 2

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Muscleman Masseur, Part 3

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Muscleman Masseur, Part 4

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Muscleman Masseur, Part 5

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After watching the "World's Strongest Man" events on TV for years, I decided it was time to attend one myself. At this event my favorite strongman, Marko, from Finland would be competing. Marko weighs in at about double my weight of 180. He is only I in his mid-20's, but has managed to defeat huge men from all over the world. I confess -- I hero worship him. Seeing him compete and

World's Strongest Man's Pecs

After watching the "World's Strongest Man" events on TV for years, I decided it was time to attend one myself with my press credentials. At this event my favorite strongman, Marko, from Finland would be competing. Marko weighs in at about double my weight of 180. He is only mid-20's but has managed to defeat huge men from all over the world. I confess -- I hero worship him. Seeing

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