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He stood about 5'11 with cropped blond hair and weighed in at about 200 pounds. His best features were his hairy muscled quads, pecs, and nicely defined guns which were at least 17". One of the hottest moments I witnessed, and masturbated about for years, was when he arm wrestled a trucker at the diner in the local truck stop.

I was a skinny high school bus boy doing my job and Mitch was eating with some his buds when the trucker strolled in, in a tight tee and muscles bulging at sat down at at table. He had to be about 6'0, 210 with tattooed 18" arms. Mitch took notice and nonchalantly flexed his guns making sure the trucker noticed which he did when he placed his hands on the back of his neck and while stretching gave Mitch a good shot of his huge flexing 18"ers with a smirk. Mitch kept his eyes on the trucker and when his buds finished up breakfast and were ready to leave he told them he wanted one more cup of coffee and they headed out of the diner.

Moments after the trucker got up and walked by Mitch's table flexing his pecs and he headed to the restroom as it was only he and Mitch in the diner. Mitch hesitated for a moment and then followed the trucker to the restroom. The restroom was back by the dishwashing area and was only one stall that you locked upon entering. I hurried back towards the dishwashing area to see what was to happen. Mitch stood outside the restroom door pacing a bit until he heard the door unlock and open and the trucker stepped out and they stood facing each other. Both men were in top shape but the trucker had a bit of muscle on Mitch as he flexed a double bicep showing Mitch his baseball sized peaks. Mitch responded with a double bicep of his own impressing the trucker as he grasped his hard guns. "Want to see whose muscle is stronger guy?" the trucker said to Mitch. "Fuck yes!" retorted Mitch "Love to take you in some arm wrestling and wrestling fucker."

"I'll show you who the fucker is punk" the trucker said as his pecs bounced. "Follow me, I know they have a private meeting room here where we can settle this." Both men strutted towards the meeting room as I ran and took a shortcut and hid in the meeting room next to some stored tables and chairs concealing my presence which gave me an excellent viewing spot. Moments later the men entered the meeting room and Mitch locked the door behind them. Mitch brought a couple chairs up to a table as the trucker flexed his right bicep.

"You don't stand a chance against these babies!" Mitch gulped when he observed the trucker pump his 18"ers as they then stared each other down over the table and they locked up. For the next five minutes I had never heard so much moaning and groaning as I witnessed their huge arms and forearms pump in arm wrestling battle. The first match was the longest as they taunted each other in a stare down- Mitch looked like he was going to take the trucker's arm down to the table as his arms bulged with veins but the trucker groaned and heaved and pushed Mitch back a little and Mitch held him for about ten seconds and then the trucker got another wind and slammed Mitch's arm down onto the table.

Mitch won a hard fought second match but the trucker easily took the next two matches. He stood up "Looks like you need to work on strengthening those guns" as he smiled at Mitch flexing in victory. He then walked over and flexed his bicep in Mitch's face- "This is what muscle is PUNK! Sure you want to wrestle?" Mitch just stood up humiliated and proceeded to undress to his briefs. His muscled body was pumped and full of sweat already. He had nice meaty pecs, broad shoulders, those incredible legs, and some great lats.

The trucker followed suit and revealed his equally impressive musculature with massive hairy pecs, traps for days, hairy legs that were muscled but not as nice as Mitch's and an impressive buldge in his briefs. Both men locked hands and began testing strength - the flexed muscle was impressive as the trucker almost got Mitch to his knees but Mitch fought and got back up on his feet. The wrestling was hot and my hard dick was releasing a lot of pre-cum as the trucker locked Mitch in a headlock initially.

Mitch moaned as his 18'ers flexed around his neck and walked him around the room. The trucker took Mitch to the ground in the headlock and Mitch wrapped his 26"quads around the trucker’s muscled torso and squeezed. It was now time to here the trucker moan loudly as he released his headlock and used his arms to try and pry Mitch's pythons off his torso.

Mitch tormented the trucker in the scissors for a good five minutes as you could see his quads shake and flex into the moaning muscled trucker. I thought the trucker was going to give until he used his powerful arms to pull Mitch's ankles apart and slide out of the hold. Both men quickly got to their feet trying to catch their breath Mitch's quads were ripped and flexing as the trucker came at him and locked him in a powerful bea hug. Mitch was caught off guard and immediately wrapped his quads around the trucker and squeezed as hard as he could. I was about to cum in my pants as the trucker and Mitch flexed into each other and moaned loudly.

It was Mitch's quads that gave first though - the scissors had exhausted them. Soon he was dangling in the muscled truckers bear hug defeated! "You give muscled pussy BOY!" as he strutted around the room with Mitch in the bear hug. "I give!" yelled Mitch. "Fucking eh right" as the trucker dropped Mitch to the floor and began an impressive flexing ritual over his victim. His cock head was peaking out his sweat soaked shorts as he dragged Mitch up to his feet and made him worship his pecs and guns before he threw a full nelson on him and rubbed his 7" cock along Mitch's beautiful bubbled butt ass crack.

He ripped off Mitch's briefs and began probing his hole - "Next time muscle boy think twice about who you challenge" as his cock plunged into Mitch's ass and he pounded for a good while as Mitch screamed wildly. The muscle on muscle impact fuck was too much for me and I shot my load in hiding as I saw the trucker’s muscles pump up big as he pulled his cock out of Mitch's ass and let out a deep moan as he shot all over Mitch's broad back.

He soon thereafter put his clothes back on flexed his gun in Mitch's face, who still lay humiliated on the floor. "Need to add some muscle before you challenge me again PUSSY!" as he went to his truck and drove away.