Muscle Man Novels & Stories

I can't wait to touch them. What the! What the hell am I thinking right now? I've become a maniac about muscles. But I can't help it. I'm too addicted to watching a muscle contest especially when I am watching a sumo wrestling contest in the North pack during a festival. Since I was a child, all the men I have met have beautiful muscles. Now, my childhood friend Franklin has muscles too, in fact his muscles are more beautiful than Bryan but even so, Bryan's muscles captivated my attention.

’ Ram stood upping from the driving seat and walked towards the gate of craft. Lakshman released the vacuüm, and the gate opened with the single press on its red-coloured round-shaped switch. Lakshman also followed Ram and came out from the craft for observing the conversation. A very decent personality came out from the dark smoke generated through the fuel combustion. Person existed with a calm nature, wide black eyes, muscular torso, shining forehead, and hands folded in the position of bowing down. ‘Gentleman, who are you?’ The person asked Ram very politely.

Then, the few men behind me started to laugh while one of them spoke to me in broken English, “Hey, I heard that merman like your body.” I was surprised. I quickly smacked away the hand placed on my butt and looked at the man in disdain. He had a strong build and tan skin. The muscles on his arm were large and solid. He also had a full coat of chest hair. In my eyes, he looked as repulsive as a gorilla. I stared at him in disgust before I said, “What did you say? I can’t understand your crappy English.”

He does the waiting while I do the chasing, well miracles do happen from time to time. "You are Miss. Geronimo, I guess? " The big man standing before me looks nothing like Daniel. He is quite tall with muscles the size of meatloaves. There are tattoos on his arm too. I think he looks like a character out of a Super villain movie, only his voice sounds kinder. "I am. "I say. "Sorry, I can't offer a handshake, covered in floor, the job you know, " "I understand. That's fine. "

And I was tall at 5 feet 10 inches. His shoulders and chest were wide; he was beefy with a large heavy body and strong muscles that were tight against the white shirt he had changed into since that morning. He screamed Brawny when he tensed and his arms flexed. Even his stomach was wide and hard. The man was built like a concrete wall, and I had no doubt he was indestructible.

I immediately turned alert and looked around. "Who's there?" "Relax Moon," Zion spoke this time catching my attention. I shifted my eyes towards him when suddenly a man double his size appeared from his behind. My jaw dropped. His physique was equivalent to a Hulk. With huge bulging muscles, sturdy and broad chest, dark ebony hair, chiseled jawline, beautiful baby blue eyes, pink lips, light stubble dusted on his cheeks, and dressed up in a black leather jacket and black trousers with long boots, the man was the perfect definition of hot and handsome.

I know I’d said I would give the owner of that corgi a piece of my mind. But staring up at this giant man who looks like he’s carved of marble - I felt those muscles only moments ago, and the marble may be an accurate description - I was at a loss for words. How much time does he spend in the gym? Or is this not natural, and it’s all steroids? If it is steroids, do I even want to accept that offer of dinner or the use of his laundry?

The latter was just that strong. “I will have to go all out from the beginning,” Jack told himself silently as he pulled out his Weapon Deck. The spear that had been used in his previous clashes shimmered dully in the darkness, attracting the attention of the one called Muscles. “So you are an important beastman huh,” Muscles stated as he patted the dust off his arms.

I say, "It's not up for sale." "Don't talk to that man again," he grits through his teeth. "Aww, why? Is the big bad mob boss jealous?" I ask making sure that I annoy him. He says, "That's Santino Martino. My biggest rival. If you are seen talking to him, then my men will be suspicious of you." Okay. I exclaim, "Great!" We move in sync for a few more minutes. As the lights dim, I push him away.

Moreover, Julian who begged by looking down between Aiden's thighs made the people who saw him definitely misunderstand. "Hey Julian, stop it! People can misunderstand!" “Lend me some money, I also want to be happy…!” "Stupid! Get your head out of my lap!" "Hey you two, do it somewhere else!" Exclaimed a middle-aged man with super strong muscles and a face resembling the head of a frightening motorcycle gang. "Get out of the way!" Aiden immediately rose from his spot, causing his knee to accidentally bump into Julian's forehead. "Ow...it hurts!' "This idiot, just embarrass me!" ***