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Most people who used the campus gym used it either in the mornings, or at random times during the day and night. But unless they were a part of a team sport, those who used the gym at the university’s students’ center came only sporadically. However, if there was one guy who you could expect to see in the gym every night, more specifically, by the bench press and dumbbells, it would be Andrei.
Everyone knew Andrei, the nineteen-year old, Russian bodybuilding machine. He had a very handsome boyish face, beautiful pouty lips, and a sweet smile. His body, on the other hand, was a VERY different story. He wasn’t particularly tall, in fact he was only 5 foot 7, but Andrei’s body had looked like a muscle dream come true, hard monstrous biceps, jacked quads, and an incredibly round ass. However one thing that no one could deny, was that his chest was by far his best feature. To say Andrei’s pectorals were well developed, would be an extreme understatement. Those plump meaty pecs ballooned off his chest like two thick pillows, there was no one else with such a development at his age. Whatever shirt he was wearing, his pecs were always stretching the fabric to the max, showcasing them perfectly, and seemed to jiggle provocatively with his every move.
Something that was a bit disappointing to many though, was that Andrei had rarely, if ever, been seen with his shirt off. Of course he had to take his shirt off during bodybuilding competitions, but those were usually invitation only. Andrei generally wore form-fitting t-shirts, which would give most people enough material to satisfy their imaginations, however for some, it only left them more and more frustrated.
To anyone entering the gym in the university’s students center, it would look as though the walls were covered in mirrors, however few people realized that these were in fact, One-Way mirrors. Anyone in the rooms next door, had a perfect window for viewing those in the gym. One room in particular, had a perfect view of anyone using the bench press and dumbbells. This room was booked nearly every night, by a group of boys who were hoping to watch Andrei exercise. More specifically, to catch a glimpse of Andrei’s incredible muscle tits. The “club”, that consisted of five boys, had been meeting in the room for a little less than 6 months, they knew Andrei’s routine, and always made sure they were there in time to get front row seats to view Andrei developing those plump melon sized man tits.
There was only one other person who knew about their little viewing club. It was Mr. Owens, a maintenance man in his late 70s, who worked in the facility at night, and whom the boys had suspected also had a thing for Andrei’s incredible man-breasts as well. This was due to the boys noticing the old man in the doorway of the room during their viewings once or twice, staring at Andrei with the same lust filled expression as their own.
However, the months had gone by and Andrei had yet to take his shirt off. Whenever Andrei would begin his workouts, many of the boys spent the time staring and fantasizing about what they would do if they got a hold of those heavy tits. Usually, the boys would get so worked up in their fantasies, watching the baby-faced muscle monster pump those pecs, that they knew they would cum the minute Andrei bared his beauties to the mirror. It was clear to the boys, that Andrei was turned on by his pecs as much as they were, as on many occasions, when Andrei would finish his set, he would look at his sweat-soaked compression shirt in the mirror, and flex his large man-breasts, grinning at his work. However despite this, Andrei had yet to take off his shirt, and it left the boys on edge without release, feeling cheated as usual.
And it seemed to have gotten far worse in the last few months. By October, Andrei had completed his bodybuilding competitions, and had changed his work out routine a bit. While he was still there by the Bench Press at the same time every night, his off-season body was clearly evident. He was gaining weight, as shown in his thick thighs and much larger ass. However one thing the boys noticed immediately was Andrei’s gorgeous upper body was rounded with defined muscle in all the right places. If anything, his weight gain was giving his sexy pecs a more swollen appearance, and it made the boys even more sexually frustrated than usual.
Finally, that December, the boys decided enough was enough, and it was time to take matters in their own hands. It was time to punish Andrei for driving them crazy with lust for months. They would finally see what he was hiding in those skin-tight shirts, and get the chance to make all those fantasies of theirs a reality.
It happened on the night before the school closed for winter break, the gym would be off limits for the next month. During the last few days, many students and faculty had either gone away for the Holidays, or chose to stay inside due to a large amount of cold weather and sporadic snowing. That last night, the boys were in the usual spot, waiting for Andrei to show. When he came in, they saw he was in a tight compression tank top, very low-cut, with a zipper down the front, making the huge cleavage look even more inviting, as if one last reason to tease the boys. Andrei was the only one in the gym, and when the boys realized that no one else would be coming, they knew that their plan would work without a hitch!
There weren’t many lights currently on in the gym, and after working on his glutes for a few minutes, Andrei made his way to the bench press and dumbbells to work on his pecs before leaving. While it wasn’t very necessary, considering they were already so large, it was one part of his body that he just loved to workout, for they were his biggest triumph and will certainly give him many more bodybuilding statues in the future.
The corner with the dumbbells seemed darker than usual, but Andrei didn’t think much of it. Just as he was about to pick one up, a cloth suddenly covered his face. Before he could even react, he was subdued with a whiff of chloroform.
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When Andrei awoke, he found himself bound to a little metal chair. His wrists had been tied down to the sides of the tiny seat, and his ankles were tied to the front legs of the chair. He looked around, there wasn’t a lot of light but it was enough for him to realize he was still in the student’s center. The heating was off and the chilly air caused his nipples to perk up and harden. When this happened, he looked down at his own body. He began to flex his muscles, his mountain tits bouncing in every attempt to move his tightly bound arms, but it was useless.
Just then, he heard a voice, actually multiple male voices, approaching. “Hello?” Andrei said, unsuccessfully trying to hide the fear in his voice. He heard chuckling from different directions, but he couldn’t see any of their faces. “Well Well Well… it looks like our tit-boy is up.” Suddenly, a strong bright light shined above him, making it impossible to see anything but his large body. “What the… Who are…” before Andrei could say anything, he immediately felt several hands all over his body, groping him over his tight clothes. The boys knew their bound captive was enjoying it, for he began to moan as much as they were, as well as biting his plump lips. They did this for several minutes until they slowly began to pull away, leaving only one pair of hands resting atop of the bound muscle boy's shirt, toying with the zipper of his stretched tank-top. Andrei looked down at the hands, for the last few minutes he was in a surprised state of ecstasy, now he was struck with fear and panic. “Wha… what are you doing?” he stuttered, but he didn’t know who it was he was addressing.
Finally he heard a response: “Well, I think it's time we had a look at these big breasts of yours, don't you?" Several other voices moaned and whistled in agreement. Andrei’s eyes widened. “What… No… Please!” It wasn’t like no one had ever seen him shirtless, he had to be nearly naked in front of judges for all his bodybuilding competitions. However, no one had ever seen and used his pecs for erotic pleasure, except for himself, and now, he was in a room with who knew how many men, who wanted to use them in such a way. Andrei blushed in humiliation as the hands began to unzip his shirt.
The other boys in the room began to hold their breath in anticipation. A few days earlier, they drew straws at who got to be the one for the big reveal, and now every other boy was slightly envious of the lucky son of a bitch whose hands were unzipping the shirt. It took a minute or two for the zipper to move past the mammoth pecs, but quite soon, the zipper began to move on its own. Because Andrei’s chest had stretched the shirt to its max, the zipper was undoing itself. As this happened, Andrei closed his eyes, and hung his head in shame, until the shirt had finally popped open. Several boys gasped, everything they imagined that could possibly be hidden behind those compression shirts was totally revealed to them. Andrei’s bulging pecs defied belief, they were perfectly symmetrical, huge and balanced, like two smooth round melons. He had no chest hair whatsoever, the only thing adorning his pecs were two overly large and plump looking nipples that looked as though they were begging to be touched, just pleading for attention.
Wasting no time, the boys began squeezing Andrei’s bulging muscles again, only now more specifically, his bare naked chest... it seemed that all the hands were going for his tits, pinching them, groping and squeezing; Andrei couldn’t count how many hands were all over his pecs. At least four pairs of hands he guessed, and this went on for several minutes. Eventually they had stopped, and Andrei could only hear the heavy breathing around him. Then before he knew it, a blindfold was put over his eyes, and two hands came resting on each of his tits. He tried protecting himself by moving his shoulders forward, however that only made them sag more. The hands took advantage of this, grabbing his breasts and squeezing them hard and lifting them up. Andrei tensed them, making them jump, but the hands turned into fists and his tits were punched a few times, followed by a “relax them boy!” and a strong grip on his nipples.
Andrei had no other option, hanging his head, he relaxed his mammoth pecs back to their natural sagging position. For several minutes, the slapping and punching on his tits continued, and Andrei had no choice but to take it. Then at some point, he felt one hand pull away, while the other played with the bound tit-boy’s large nipples. This was followed by grunting, and Andrei soon realized the captor was stroking himself. Following an “Oh Fuck”, he felt the man’s cockhead rest on one of his nipples. Andrei could feel his cheeks burn as he felt the hot cum shoot all over his muscular breasts, it was one of the most humiliating things he had ever experienced. Little did he know, his troubles were far from over!
After a few minutes, Andrei felt a new pair of hands on his tits, covered with a cold cream, which caused him to shiver. These hands were a lot gentler than the previous ones, and the cream had actually felt very therapeutic after the torture his pecs had just gone through. The bound boy moaned as he felt thumbs on his large nipples, rubbing each in a circular motion. It turned Andrei on so much that he didn’t even realize he was pushing his ample bosom forward into the eager hands as they continued to spread the cream, and massage over each of his huge pectorals. He felt his cock swell to the point that it was rock hard in his tight shorts. After a few minutes, the hands fell away, and Andrei desperately wanted to say: “Wait, don’t stop.” But didn’t want to give his captors that satisfaction. Not too long after, he heard someone say: “Okay, whose turn is it?” At this comment, Andrei felt his heart sink, nervous about what it meant.
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When coming up with the plan to hold Andrei, each of the boys agreed that they would each take turns in fulfilling one another’s fantasies, and the other boys would help fulfill them in any way possible. That is, with the exception of one boy’s fantasy.
This one particular boy, named Jeremy, was a little short, perhaps an inch below Andrei in height. He wore glasses, and was a bit on the scrawny side. Jeremy’s fantasy had occurred while Andrei’s off-season body was becoming more apparent. During this period, he noticed that certain parts of Andrei’s body was covered by a soft layer of fat, one part in particular, was his large round buttocks. The boy watched memorized as Andrei’s ass jiggled in those tight shorts. In fact, Jeremy could easily deduce that it must have been a struggle for Andrei just to pull those shorts past those two fleshy globes.
“I just wanna put my face in between those big bouncy cheeks.” He told the boys as they were putting together the plan and sharing fantasies. “I mean fuck, his tits are something truly incredible guys, but… but I just… I see that big fat beefy bubble ass, imagine that hole hidden between them… I just, I wanna be deep inside that tight little hole of his. I see him pumping those weights every night, doing those squats, making his ass big and round. I just want to push my hard cock all the way up that tight man-hole, and just make that muscle-boy take it.”
As he said this, the other boys’ were quick to notice the exceptionally large tent that had grown in Jeremy’s pants as he spoke. They had all seen one another’s hard dicks under each other’s pants when watching Andrei through the viewing room, however none of the other boys’ had noticed just how large Jeremy was until that moment. Now, looking at their friend’s hard-on, they were all incredibly turned on by the idea of this scrawny little guy fucking that young muscle god.
However, they were also quick to acknowledge that this particular fantasy would be far too risky, considering that most of the other boys’ fantasies could only work if Andrei stayed bound to the chair. Jeremy agreed that his fantasy would be too difficult as well, so instead he promised to help the others fulfill their fantasies with the muscle boy. The other boys were appreciative, but also felt bad when they noticed the look of disappointment on their friend’s face.
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Still blindfolded, Andrei tried to turn his head when he heard a voice from behind say: “My turn!” The bound muscle boy panicked for a few moments until he heard a soft, seductive voice by his ear: “Tie his tits too, that way he'll be totally immobile!” Andrei heard murmurs of agreement. “Besides…” the voice by his ear continued with a chuckle. “These voluptuous beauties will look sooo sexy!” All of a sudden the muscle-boy felt a strand of rope being threaded between his arms, and tied painfully tight across his gigantic pecs, just above his large nipples. For some reason, ever since that cream was massaged on him, his nipples felt slightly more swollen than before. A fingertip ran lightly along the deep crease where his dense man breasts sagged on to his ribcage. He tried to wiggle and writhe, but it was futile. Soon, another rope nestles in this crease and is pulled tight behind him. He realized that he couldn’t move an inch! “Fuck! Just look at those beauties jutting out! Mmmm!” Suddenly, Andrei felt fingers lightly dancing on his large nipples! He groaned in lust, biting his big lips. “Look! He's enjoying it!” The bound-muscle god blushed at this comment; his cock was swelling up once again despite the humiliation he was feeling! He writhed around, trying desperately to escape, all it did was make a show for his captors, as his large bound tits jiggled at his futile tries. He heard his captors chuckle and catcall at his struggle. Finally, he stopped moving, admitting defeat. After a moment or two, he felt the ropes tied to his mammoth sized tits begin to loosen, until finally, they were removed all together. Andrei’s pecs were reddened from the rope torture. He was tired, but he had a feeling it wasn’t going to end soon.
A few moments later, he felt the cream he had felt earlier, being massaged onto his breasts again. He moaned in delight. Perhaps, this was his captors’ routine, they torture his body, then massage his large pecs with this therapeutic like lotion. He felt his nipples begin to swell a little more, the hands just felt so good and soothing on his breasts, that he was almost grateful for the massage. Little did he know what was happening to him…
The “lotion” that was being applied to Andrei’s pecs, was actually an estrogen-based cream, meant to help open mammary glands for expecting mothers. The one applying the cream to Andrei’s pecs, the boys agreed, should be the last fantasy that they try to fulfill, as they weren’t even sure if it was possible. This fantasy belonged to Tobias, the boy applying the cream to the muscular tits. His particular fantasy, was to milk Andrei’s pecs for all they were worth.
Every night in that viewing room, watching Andrei’s breasts grow bigger with each workout session, Tobias kept imagining what those breasts looked like under the muscle-boy’s stretched shirt, and when the shirt was soaked in sweat, particularly around the chest area, he would imagine that Andrei was leaking man-milk out of those plump melons. He would fantasize about those milk-filled breasts, squeezing them, and then nursing on them for all they were worth. Tobias had bought the special cream at a drugstore the day before he and the boys took Andrei. The pharmacist explained to him that the lactation hormone worked pretty fast, so it would be best to spread out the times it was applied.
The boys explained to Tobias that his fantasy was hot, but were unsure about whether it was possible or not. He knew this already of course, however, ever since he began applying the cream to Andrei’s chest, the pectorals have begun looking a little heavier, and his nipples have swelled a great deal. Tobias knew his plan must have been working. He listened to Andrei’s moans of lust as he worked the cream into the muscle-boy’s swollen tits. Looking down at the plump nipple in front of him, Tobias grinned and thought: I’m going to get some good milk out of these big nipples.
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Andrei felt the hands slip away soon, and his heart filled with dread when he heard: “Okay, my turn!” A few moments later, a tongue had begun lightly licking the salty sweat off his arms, and he felt a pair of fingers playing with his large nipples again. He bit his large lips, trying to hold back a lustful groan. “Look at how rock hard his cock is” he heard, followed by a few chuckles! He groaned at the humiliating (but true) comment. His cock was so hard in fact, that its tip was peeking out of his skin-tight shorts, and a few moments later, he felt the tongue flick across the tip! The surprise startled him, and he once again tried to heave himself out of the chair, but he was still bound cruelly tight! He began to feel one hand mash his right tit while a tongue lazily circled his left nipple. A loud grunt of passion escaped his lips. The hands went over his tree trunk thighs, and a fingertip strolled along the length of his cock over his shorts. The other captors didn't utter a sound as the one in front of them went about his erotic torment of the Russian muscle hunk’s body! Somehow, this silence unnerved Andrei, but what could he do?
The tongue kept licking up parts of his body, and his tits seemed to be the most desired part and also his weak point. At some points the tongue would instead be a mouth, kissing his large swollen nipples, making him moan in lust. How long will this last? he wondered in desperation.
Andrei’s cock now stood painfully erect from all the stimulation and rough handling; his balls had gotten so swollen by the amount of juice they were producing. His captors kept silent, enjoying the view of the tightly bound sweaty bodybuilder... they have been waiting a very long time to have the muscle boy available like this! His body was covered in sweat and saliva, his jutting mammoth tits were slightly red from all the action, his plump nipples were swollen and had doubled in size, like two cones ready to be sucked. His thick red veined cock had somehow worked itself out of his tight shorts. It stood rock hard with precum leaking out of its tip, but his cum filled balls were still trapped inside his shorts. He squirmed in his chair to find a relatively comfortable position for his aching balls. His massive thigh muscles stood out like hard marble pieces with the effort! And this attracted the attention of his captor. Andrei felt a fingertip go slowly up and down his right thigh, tracing the contours of his gigantic quads, and the same wet pair of lips strolled up and down his left thigh! He groaned with part discomfort and part lust! There was no denying that he was enjoying this erotic bondage torture!
A tongue ambled along the deep crease under his dense sagging breast beef. He let out a loud moan and heaved his muscle-bound body! But he couldn't even budge more than an inch or two. Once again, the tongue flicked across the swollen mushroom head of his cock. This time, it caused Andrei to almost yell out in shock, but before he could, he felt the torturous wet lips against his own.
He was being kissed by one of his captors. Andrei was so surprised by it, he didn’t even register that he was kissing the man back. In fact, Andrei’s lips were responding with enthusiasm. The kiss had caused a considerable amount of murmurs in the room, he could only distinguish a few whispers without understanding a word. Andrei just continued to kiss the lips, he couldn't even speak or ask them to stop, or even help him, he needed to get his balls empty and rest.
Suddenly, the lips pulled away, leaving the captive Tit-boy breathing and sweating with a very painful erection... he quietly begged for some kind of release, but that wasn’t in the plans of his captors....
Once again, he felt the cream applied to his gorgeous tits. Just moments ago, Andrei was tired and nervous. But somehow, every time this massage happened, Andrei was able to feel almost revitalized, he didn’t even care about his uncomfortable cock, or the strange swelling that seemed to be happening to his pecs, he was just somehow grateful for these wonderful hands on them. He didn’t even realize it, but his sexy pouty lips were forming a smile. The boys recognized it immediately, for it was the same lust filled smile that Andrei had on his face every time he flexed his tits in the mirror after a workout session.
As the hands’ activity begun slowing down, after massaging his large plump nipples for a few more moments, Andrei, still smiling, whispered not too quietly: “Thank You.”
He heard the captor chuckle by his ear, and whisper: “Trust me, the pleasure’s all mine.”
As he was saying this, Andrei heard footsteps from behind him. “Okay Toby, you’re the last one, you think he’s ready.” Andrei heard the voice in front of him. “Oh yeah, he’s definitely ready.” The captive muscle boy was nervous about what this meant, but for some reason he felt slightly less so after he heard the words “last one.” What did this mean? he wondered. Would they finally let him go, would they remove his blindfold and let him see their faces? Who were they? He didn't recognize any of their voices.
Suddenly, he heard an assortment of noises, he wasn’t particularly sure, but it sounded like something was being pulled from a box. “You sure he even needs those? I mean his nipples are already so big” the voice chuckled. “I mean, they’re fucking obscene.” The others in the room chuckled in agreement. Andrei hung his head in embarrassment, his nipples have always been large, he was actually rather embarrassed by them. Despite the erotic pleasures they gave him in private, it was why he never took his shirt off unless absolutely necessary. “Trust Me…” he heard, recognizing the voice of the hands who massaged him. “I’m gonna have fun with these.”
A few moments later, Andrei suddenly felt something approaching his nipples, pressing against them. Then all of a sudden, he gasped as a strong suction began pulling them out, realizing his captors had just attached strong suction cups to his big swollen tits. He began to moan like crazy, the pain, mixed with pleasure causing his face to flush.
“Wow, Toby, you were right, this is sexy as fuck!” Andrei heard. So Toby was the name of the man whose hands had so lovingly massaged his chest. Was this Toby’s turn, to make his chest feel big and powerful, only to ruin them in a manner such as this?
The other boys in the room murmured their agreement to Jeremy’s comment, as they were extremely turned on at Tobias’ work on the bound tit-boy. Tobias himself simply nodded, as he was slightly occupied with one hand in his pants, playing with himself, while looking at Andrei’s sweaty body writhe, and his ample bosom bouncing to the rhythm of his moans. “You know what…” Tobias said, looking at Jeremy. “We should all share this moment… Let's get him totally naked!”
Andrei’s heart sank at this comment. “What… No, you can’t do that!” he pleaded; he had actually sunk to the point of begging them. He couldn’t take any more humiliation. But his pleas were drowned out by the enthusiastic comments of his other captors. “Yeah! I want to see this gorgeous boy in all his glory!!” “Look! His cock’s already jumping!” “Oh boy he likes the idea already!” Andrei couldn't believe his ears. He once again tried to maneuver himself out of the bounds, but it was no use. His inability to fight them just left him there like a horny muscle animal being used by some perverted minds. He soon heard Tobias’s chuckling by his ear. "No need in trying tit-boy, those big muscles can't help you now, they are useless... Well not useless, I think we’ll have a lot of fun with them actually.” Still he tried to escape, all while mentally cursing himself for his choice in clothing, especially now.
When he had walked into the gym for his evening routine, for underwear, he had on his light blue posers, thinking if he was going to be alone in the gym, he thought he might practice some of his posing routines.
As Andrei kept fighting for a way out of the bonds, little did he know his wiggling and jiggling had made it easier for his captors, and they were able to pull his shorts down to his tied ankles. Not even bothering to try and pull them down, Jeremy simply ripped the blue poser off, letting Andrei’s hard cock bounce up right and exposing his huge aching balls to his captors. Andrei cringed at their comments. “What a hot fucking cock” “Man… he even had his poser? Fuck, this is too good!!!” “Yeah so hot... our captive pro-bodybuilder!”
The poor pro-bodybuilder needed to cum so badly! His balls were aching with all the sexual attention on his body. He couldn't stop breathing heavily, and every time someone touched his pecs he grunted like an animal, which only amused his captors more and more!
A hand grabbed his left arm "take a look at this guy’s triceps!" one hand squeezed his right trap, while another was squeezing his right quad... "Fuck man... these quads!” Fingers were running through his abs and licking them, and some light touching on his cock. It was nearly too much for Andrei. He was being forced to be a muscle worship toy, they were treating him like he was just a piece of muscle meat and enjoyed abusing his body... and worst... he was enjoying it as well... all the bondage, the erotic and humiliating manipulation of his body. Andrei needed to shoot his cum badly! His balls had swelled immensely from what was being done to him, especially on his huge swollen nipples.
Suddenly, the hands and tongues disappeared. “What… no please, come back!” Andrei begged in shame. He heard his captors walk away, giggling at his pleas. However one stayed back for a moment, and whispered in Andrei’s ear. “Now you know what it’s like, having no release whatsoever. We felt this for months, and now it’s your turn!” and just like that, Andrei heard him walk away. They were going to leave him there, with the suction cups torturing his nipples, making them even bigger than they already were. He was in a frenzy, tried to move, tried to wave his hips to shoot his load, but he couldn't move an inch.
After nearly an hour, Andrei was almost in tears wishing the torture would end! His cock and balls had swelled to painful proportions. His nipples as well, had never gone through something like this. Finally, after what felt like an eternity, he thought he heard someone say. “It’s Time.” Unsure of what this meant, Andrei heard someone approach, and then all of a sudden, the cups were violently pulled off his sore teats, causing Andrei to scream! What he wasn't expecting though, was at that same moment, a pair of lips attacked his now hugely swollen nipples. The mouth tortured him some more, making him beg for mercy! His nipples were more than twice their normal size, making him tremble with everything that was being done to his tits! He started to shake more and more as the mouth raped his nipples. This caused such excitement on him and his captors that they all gathered around, and shot their loads all over his monster muscle tits! Andrei screamed in agony, as he felt his own cock explode all over his abs and huge sagging tits.
Finally, he felt the pair of lips leave his nipples, and move away. Unable to see his huge muscle breasts, he could just tell that they were completely caked with the cum of his captors, as well as his own cum. He felt helpless and humiliated; being treated like this, a huge titted muscle boy being turned into a toy. His huge sagging tits had been worked over and over, his cock had been teased in ways he didn’t know were possible, and the complete degrading feeling, that his body was no longer his to enjoy.
As the boys saw Tobias step away from their bound captive, they noticed that his face was sprinkled with cum, both Andrei’s and their own. Jeremy spoke first. “So did it work? Did you milk those titties?” Tobias shook his head in slight disappointment. “No.” he said quietly.
Jeremy gave his friend an apologetic look. “I’m sorry Toby. Maybe he’s just not ready… Maybe those udders are still filling up with milk.” Tobias simply shrugged. “Maybe… So what then, we just wait a little longer?”
Andrei could only hear scraps of the conversation, but not make sense of any of it. His ears were ringing from a delirium of lust and agony. Before long, the exhaustion had overcome the muscle hunk, and he finally drifted off. Slightly hoping that when he woke up, it would reveal to have all been a dream.
Hours later, he awoke, and groaned with frustration. He was still in the chair, however this time, he wasn’t blindfolded anymore, his feet were not bound, and his thick wrists were no longer bound to the seat. Instead, they were bound expertly, but not uncomfortably, behind his bubble butt. Something else he noticed was that not only was the semen coating his tits cleaned away, but also his clothes were back on. His tight shorts had been pulled all the way up, however he remembered the captors had ripped off his posers, so he had no underwear. His compression tank top was zipped back on him, but only half way. His mammoth man breasts had swelled so much over the last couple of hours that his shirt could only zip just above his nipples. The two large voluptuous masses of flesh had thrust out, giving the muscle boy a very obscene and inviting cleavage! His captors were nowhere to be seen, but he had a feeling they weren’t too far. His heart racing, Andrei stood up, and tip-toed out of the dark room, the door was thankfully opened slightly ajar.
Realizing he was in the basement of the student’s center, he made his way to the doors that would lead to the trash bins outside. It was a little more difficult to open the doors, but once he did he made a quick run for the woods behind the student’s center. It was a little before dusk, so it was thankfully not too difficult to see, however it was very cold. The snow from a few days ago was gone, but the cold air caused Andrei’s nipples to harden and swell. He groaned as the cold air on his nipples, mixed with the torture that they had recently gone through, made his cock and balls ache with agony.
With each step, his immense pecs jiggled. Something else he noticed, was that despite the fact that the torture they received ended hours ago, his pecs were still swollen. In fact, they seem to have swelled even more since escaping the basement room an hour ago.
What Andrei didn’t realize though, was that Tobias’ plan did in fact work! The lactating hormone only began to kick in, after Andrei passed out. He believed his pecs were swelling due to what they had endeared, in reality however, his huge breasts-pecs were engorged and swollen with milk.
A distance away, Andrei heard a vehicle whizz past. Salvation! He thought, and ran towards the sound, eventually coming to a road. A few moments later, he saw a black SUV was coming at a good speed from a mile away. He stepped onto the road and yelled for help. The SUV stopped and the door opened. A voice said, "Get in!" Andrei, not even thinking twice, ran to the door. He got in with a bit of difficulty, as his wrists were still bound behind him. “Thank you, sir.” Andrei said, with a very grateful smile. His smile loosened however, when he saw the driver. Something about this man looked slightly familiar. He was an elderly man, who looked to be in his seventies, was perhaps a couple of inches taller than Andrei, but had only a little white hair on his head, glasses, and a face deeply wrinkled with age. When he saw the muscle-boy who stepped into his car, he grinned widely. The grin made Andrei nervous, as it looked partly in recognition, but mostly, it looked lascivious.
"Please let me free, sir." Andrei asked the man, turning for a second to show his hands behind his back. The driver continued to grin at the muscle-boy. "What's the fucking hurry my boy?" he said, and moved a wrinkled finger up to play with the dangling zipper that hung atop the young bound muscle man's chest, staring at the inviting cleavage. "My wildest fantasy has come true!" The old man said quietly.
In that same moment, Andrei began to panic once again. Who was this man, and what was it he meant when he said: "wildest fantasy"?