Mule's Blog: 2025

story needs editing... and refreshing

04/16/2025
being edited ,,, I'm working on it improving the clarity of the pics .... decided to split it down into to two parts or MAYBE into an alternative ending 2nd post

Lt. Hunter: U.S. Army Ranger,
warrior, patriot, hero and a tough SOB

Being the wife of a service man during a time of never ending war, can be very lonely. Deployment after deployment takes its toll even on the most faithful of women, and Eloise was far from the most faithful of women. Now, your Mule makes a rule not to knowingly be a Jody Boy out of a sense of honor and patriotism.

When I started fucking Eloise, I didn't even know she was married. To me, Eloise was just another hot slut, if fact, one of three I had in my dick rotation at that time. But in an early sex session she told me "I only suck my husband's dick." I almost bert stared her on that one.

Bert Stare

I don't know if she expected some kind of applause for being fine with another man's dick inside her, but drawing the line at sucking cock. LOL Sluts gonna sloot female logic - meth not even once amIright? ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

When I figured out she was married, she explained that she was the long neglected wife of some chump that couldn't satisfy her, and who was working overseas for his employer. Then I learned that she was married to a serviceman who was deployed, and felt bad for a while, well, at least until the next time my dick got hard. My hard cock assuaged much of the guilt I felt when I found out. Still it didn't seem right to cuckold a U. S. Army Ranger -- one of those patriotic Americans with balls enough to parachute out the back of a plane with an M-16 in one hand and a missile launcher in the other.

In my defense, did I mention that Eloise was hot...I mean REALLY, REALLY hot? Plus she was good in bed...I mean really good...I mean she was 'could turn pro' good, although she was simply an enthusiastic amateur. But, despite her hotness, my conscious and 'murican patriotism eventually compelled me to go No Contact with her. Which, I vowed to do after one more go at it, the following Thursday. Thursday was her birthday, and I wasn't gonna break her heart by breaking up with her before that. I would make sure she had a nice birthday by giving her plenty of Mule dick, then never see her again. Your Mule lives by a Code of Honor all his own.

Eloise and I had been going at it pretty hot and heavy for a couple of hours on her birthday, when who would come home, having inopportunely arranging a short leave to surprise his wife, but the military cuck himself. He came in on the pair of rutting love birds during round three of Mule's birthday treat for Eloise. The bish had already cum like 5 times while I have been clappin' dem cheeks. She's been moaning like in porn movies, which I am used to since I am a fucking stallion in bed. But she also keeps making these high pitched squeals that sound like a flock of geese honking, and that shits is annoying as fuck. With all the grunting, groaning, squeaking and honking going on in the bed, neither of us had heard him sneak in.

I had my face buried deep in Eloise's pussy, French-kissing her clit, when she shouted "Hunter!!! Mule you better run!" Now you might wonder why Eloise called him by his surname, but as it turns out, his given name was Wesley, and he only allowed his Mom to call him that!

The Ranger had planned for his visit home to be a birthday
surprise for his wife

It turned out to be an even bigger surprise than he intended

The Ranger came in on the pair of rutting love birds during
round three of Mule's birthday treat for his wife

With all the grunting, groaning, squeaking and honking going
on in the bed, neither of us had heard him sneak in

What the actual fuck....

Hunter!!!!! Eloise suddenly screamed....

Run, Mule. Run!!!!! she shouts

Her terrified scream made me poke my head up like a meerkat out his burrow on Animal Planet, and start looking around. There was a 6’4”/250-lbs Uniformed mountain of solid military muscle standing between the foot of the bed and the bedroom door. The same bedroom door that was my only route of escape. "Fuck my life," I thought.

I look up and see a 6’4”/250-lbs mountain of muscle in an
Army uniform standing at the bedroom door

"He's a big dude...as big as me!" was my first thought, as I instinctively sized up the jacked as fuck Soldier boy. His powerful body is big and kinda scary. As I later found out, Lt. Hunter, U.S. Army Ranger, was quite a man, indeed. A warrior, a patriot, and a hero. Awarded a Bronze Medal of Valor for killing six enemy combatants with his bare hands, after running out of ammunition, then carrying 2 of his platoon's wounded soldiers on his back through 20 miles of desert to reach safety. Yeah, Lt. Hunter was one tough SOB.

He's a bigggg dude...as big as me!

This ain't what it looks like Dude.... I said unconvincingly

Well, what is it then? Because it sure looks like you are fucking
my wife, asshole!

My muscled packed body intimidates a lot of guys, especially when I am naked, which is something that I don't mind a bit. Unfortunately, Captain America here, doesn't get intimidated. Being intimidated is not in his DNA. He is always the intimidator, never the intimidatee.

My muscled packed body intimidates a lot of guys, especially
when I am naked, which is something that I don't mind a bit

Unfortunately this jacked as fuck G I Joe doesn't get
intimidated

I heard a tearing sound, as the man-beast dressed in a Ranger uniform, ripped his shirt off like a boss, revealing a rippling torso of monstrous muscle. Naked from the waist up, he was a mass of muscle. Wide thick shoulders with a v-shape so perfect his waist nearly disappeared. Two thick meaty slabs of pectoral muscles hung like plates on a shelf, so thick and dense that they looked unstoppable. His chest heaved in and out making those gigantic pecs rise with each breath. A perfect thick eight pack of rigged steel abs breathed in and out resembling golden bricks on velvet smooth skin. There was just a fine trace of hair right above the navel that traveled down into the obscenely large crotch of the Ranger. The Ranger the body of an athlete but the size of a bodybuilder. His arms were huge mounds of muscle. and his chest flexed and pumped with his every move. In an act of intimidation directed at me, he flexed his huge pecs. showing off his wide and thick 54" chest.

The furious Ranger tore off his shirt, ready to kick his wife's
lover-boy's ass

He was pissed as hell and clearly ready to fight. I knew that Eloise loved musclemen, hell my muscles are what had made her pursue me, so I really shouldn't have been surprised that her husband was a big swole motherfucker built like a brick shithouse. Ranger-boy was a real muscle monster!

"Protect me, Mule!" the cunt in bed with me shouted as she clutched at my muscled torso.

"Protect you? Whose gonna protect me you stupid whore..." I think as I manage to extract myself from her grip. I have been known to be a white knight from time to time, but this Mule saves his acts of chivalry for damsels in distress and not stupid sluts being stupid sluts.

I jumped out of bed, grabbing my jeans as I did. As I hopped around naked struggling to stuff my big quads, big glutes and big cock all into my jeans, I was desperately trying to come up with a lie to explain me being naked in bed with the Dude's wife, and a really good apology. "This ain't what it looks like Dude...." I said unconvincingly, as I zipped up my jeans. "Whoa, now. Easy, big fella...'Hunter', was it?..." I said as I raised my hands in an apologetic stance while planning my retreat. "I was just...uh,..ummm...uhhh...." But being caught in flagrante delicto, coitus interruptus, braccas circa talos, habeas corpus as we say in the legal world, does not lead to sharp, facile and quick thinking!

"Hold up there, big guy." I say with hands up in a STOP gesture. "Legally I am required to warn ya that my hands are registered as lethal weapons. I train tap out; and beat the shit out of shit-talking muscle-heads like you all fucking day! Unlike you I’ve been in cage fights, street fights, cage fights in the street, and a street fight in a cage! I've been in 100's of fights. How do you REALLY think this is gonna work out for you? Are you sure you still want to go through with this, motherfucker? ” I exaggerate, still trying to defuse the situation.

"What the actual fuck did you just fucking say to me, you little fucking bitch? I’ll have you know I have over 30 confirmed kills. I am trained in gorilla warfare. You are nothing to me but just another target. I will wipe you the fuck out. You think you can get away with fucking my woman? Think again, fucker. Her pussy belongs to me! You’re fucking dead, kid. I can kill you in over seven hundred ways, and that’s just with my bare hands. I extensively trained in unarmed combat and I will use it to its full extent to wipe your miserable ass off the face of the continent, you little shit. You should have kept your fucking dick in your fucking pants. But you couldn’t, you didn’t, and now you’re paying the price, you goddamn idiot. I will shit fury all over you and you will drown in it. You’re fucking dead, kiddo." he responds with the intense and natural cockiness of a true alpha male who is totally confident in his ability to defeat any opponent.

"Chill Dude..." I tried again, as the big muscle monster moves in towards me. "Don't you have some special breathing exercises they taught you to help you with your P.T.S.D.? It looks like it's flaring up pretty bad...." but I'm interrupted by Eloise shouting "He doesn't have PTSD, Mule. He's just a fucking asshole with a bad temper and no anger control... !" I glare at Eloise with my "OK, you're really not helping matters here, you stupid Bish..." expression.

The pissed off Husband was ready to fight!

I jumped out of bed, grabbed my pants, and struggled to stuff
my big quads, big glutes and big cock all into my jeans

Naked from the waist up revealed the Ranger's
rippling torso of monstrous muscle

Two Musclemen squaring off and sizing each other up

Test of Strength

The angry husband was a big swole motherfucker built like a
brick shithouse. Ranger-boy was a jealous muscle monster!

Both of us musclemen slowly approached each other. The Ranger's thick steak-like pectorals and beefy abdominal muscles flexed with his every move. I step into him and we bump chests. WHOMP! I push him backwards two steps. . We just stand there, eyes locked, each checking out the other's powerful body. In unison, we move in and bash chests again. WHOMP! This time, we both get knocked back a step. We step into each other and slam chests again, then pressed our bodies into each other, trying to force the other man back with our mass while still bouncing our pecs.. We push into each other, chest-to-chest and bulge-to-bulge, neither moving the other. When I feel our big swollen crotches press together, I know we're both getting into it. He's a bull. I'm a bull. We're hot and getting hard. I couldn't help but think how much fun Hunter could be if he weren't so set on killing me.

Without blinking, averting his gaze, or saying a word, The Soldier broke it off and took a step back. He slowly raised his right arm in the universal sign of a test-of-strength challenge. It's not in my character to not accept a challenge. "The ol' test-of-strength, huh? Okay, big guy. If that's the way you want to go, let's do this...!" I think confidently.

Keeping our eyes locked, the two alpha males interlaced our fingers on one hand and then the other. Once in position, we slammed our huge chests together with a sound of muscle impacting muscle that echoed off the walls. SMACK!

A test-of-strength challenge!

Keeping their eyes locked, the two alpha males interlaced
fingers on one hand and then the other

We push into each other trying to force the other muscleman
down

Two huge chests slammed together with a sound of muscle
impacting muscle! SMACK!!!

Arms at our sides, we were two gargantuan men struggling against one another's power. Our arms, shoulders, and backs rippled with strength. Our massive gluteal muscles flexed and strained, as each man engaged his huge muscle ass to stave off his opponent’s advance.

Arms at our sides, we were two gargantuan men struggling
against one another's power

Our massive arms, shoulders, backs and glutes rippled with
strength

The test of strength was characterized by a lack of movement. To the intently watching Eloise, at first it looked as if the two muscle men were not moving, like the Renaissance statue of Hercules fighting Antares carved out of marble. Then she noticed the small vibrations in our arms, the quivering of our massive glutes, the rippling striations of our upper back and shoulder muscles, the rivets of sweat forming on each man's face and body, the puffing of our cheeks, and the various shades of red each man's face turned as we applied tremendous force to one another. Our massive chests and rippling abdomens pressed against one another like walls of warm steel.

The powerful muscles of the evenly-matched strongmen flexed
and strained

Eloise had a ringside seat to watch the shaking of our bulging
arms, the quivering of our massive glutes, the rippling
striations of our upper back and shoulder muscles & the rivets
of sweat forming on each man's face and body as we applied
tremendous force to one another

I slowly felt myself being overpowered by my rival as he
poured on the pressure that was forcing me down

We were evenly-matched competitors. But after several minutes of struggle, I slowly felt myself being overpowered by my rival. As a powerlifter, I was not used to losing tests-of-strength-even against the biggest swinging dicks at the powerlifting gyms . Both of us were breathing hard now and had worked up quite a sweat, enough for our chests to slip against each other, allowing the Soldier to slide his chest higher up my pecs and gain more of a leverage position. The Ranger growled in a low tone as he poured on the pressure. "Ungh! Ungh!" I grunted as I tried to resist the pressure that was forcing me down to the floor. Suddenly, the Special Forces Fiend turned my knuckles over. My legs began to buckle, and with one big full strength push, the Soldier forced me to my knees. I looked up into the victor's face. Lt. Hunter was grinning as he reveled in his domination. Sweat was raining off his brow and dripped onto my mountainous shoulders, arms and chest.

Elenore or what the stupid cunts name was let out a squeal of delight as my knees hit the floor. Or maybe she had had an orgasm from fingering herself. Hard to tell which.

My legs began to buckle, and with one big full strength push,
the Soldier forced me to my knees.

I looked up into the victor's face to see the Ranger grinning as
he reveled in his domination

Any doubt now about hos the strongest man here is, babe! --the victor gloated to his awestruck wife

Get up...I am just starting to punish you!

"YEAH! Yeeeaaaah! What do you think of that baby? There ain't No doubt now about who the strongest man here is. I proved it to him and I proved it to you!!" he gloated loudly, speaking to his wide-eyed wife. "I'll admit your lover boy is pretty big and really fucking strong. Not gonna lie to you baby, he's got to be the strongest MutherFuker I ever matched strength with! Yeah, baby., you heard that righht, this dumb meat head pretty boy that you picked up at some gym is damn near as strong as I am. I was actually worried for a little while there. It took every thing I hate to put him down!”

Then looking down at me, he taunted “That’s right, boy. Stay down on your knees and worship a real muscleman,” the huge muscle stud said as he pounded his own left pec with his right fist in another show of superiority. He had the upper hand now and wanted to savor his domination. Proving himself to be the stronger man had made his dick hard.

Head lock

I jump back to my feet, not hurt, but definitely pissed off and embarrassed. OK, if that's the way he likes it, I will send him to the fucking VA Hospital to get his Purple Heart. Hey, this counts as a combat situation, amIright?

But as I reach my feet, he shoves me backwards, then follows me in to deliver a big European uppercut to my head. As my head flies back, his sledgehammer of a fist drove to my heavily muscled gut, and doubled me over. A big clubbing forearm across my thick upper back keeps me from immediately straightening back up. Taking advantage of my bent over position, the Soldier locks my head in a front chancery, holding me bent over as he drives a huge knee lift powered by his bodybuilder-sized quads into my thick muscular core, knocking the wind out of me.

I jump back to my feet, pissed off and embarrassed at having
lost the trial-of-strength

But as I reach my feet a sledgehammer of a fist drove into my
heavily muscled gut, and doubled me over

Three successive knee lifts to my muscular core ensure I
remain bent over

A big clubbing forearm across my thick upper back keeps me
from immediately straightening back up

Taking advantage of my bent over position, the Soldier locks
my head in a front headlock

Holding me bent over, as he drives a huge knee-strike,
powered by his bodybuilder-sized quads into my thick
muscular core, knocking the wind out of me

Over the Knee Backbreaker

As I was holding my belly, trying to get some air back into my lungs, the Soldier squatted down and lifted me in a gorilla press. "Holy shit!" I exclaimed as my weight was lifted and held high above the Soldier's head. Only a few men had the strength to manhandled me like this, but apparently this Army hoss was one of them. He was tossing my 260 lbs of powerlifter muscle around like I was a paper weight.

"Yeah! Yeaaah! This is how I finish punks like you!" the Soldier yelled as he bent my massive frame across his shoulders. He had me in a torture rack! He added a hard bounce to jar my spine. Every muscle in his body was pumped to immense proportions with the physical exertion of hoisting my bulk and the adrenaline rush from this incredible show of pure power flowing through his veins.

The sight of her lover's incredibly muscular body being held aloft and crushed by her equally muscular husband, while my huge arms and legs dangled uselessly in the air was an almost surreal scene to Eloise. To her it was a testament to her husband's strength that he could manhandle such a powerful physical specimen as the Mule in that manner.

The Ranger paraded around with my helpless body across his broad shoulders, showing off for Eloise. "You look worried about your pampered pretty muscle boy, baby! Don't worry, dear, I will put him down...."

The Ranger puts me in a torture rack with my my massive
frame across his wide shoulders

The Ranger was tossing my 260 lbs of powerlifter muscle
around like I was a rag doll!

Holy shit!-- I exclaimed as my weight was lifted and held high
above the Ranger's head

This is how I finish punks like you!-- the Ranger yelled

“I’m gonna make you regret fucking my wife. I will fuck you up like a cow in a slaughterhouse. You're one bodybuilder that won't ever make the mistake of fucking a Soldier's woman again....”

With one arm under my neck and the other arm under one of my thick legs, the Ranger deadlifted my big frame off his shoulders. He brought me down, holding me at this chest for a few moments. Then he power-slammed me down, bringing me across his outstretched rock solid knee in a devastating over-the-knee backbreaker! BAMMMM!!! KEEERAAAKT!!!

"AHHGHHHHH!!!!!" I yelled out loudly in pain. It felt like he had broken my back. The impact to my spine had left my legs and arms limp and lifeless. I couldn't move either. I was helpless. I groan in pain as I hang there. Gawd, that fucking hurt! I hang on his leg, groaning in pain. Oh damn, this is bad. I moan loudly when I feel his hand on my rippling stomach.

The Ranger power-slammed me down, smashing me across his
outstretched knee in a devastating over-the-knee backbreaker!

BAMMMM!!! KEEERAAAKT!!! AHHGHHHHH!!!!!
I yelled out loudly in pain. The Ranger had almost broken
me in half

The Soldier remained on one knee and held me stretched across his knee. While I laid prostrate across his knee, he took time to admire his victim's incredible physique. As he held me in place across his knee, he admired the slab of Grade-A beef before him – the thick neck and shoulders, the enormous outstretched pecs as my huge arms hung loosely to my sides, the perfect nipples, and my rock- solid abs. Not to mention the enormous bulge my swollen cock was making in the crotch of my jeans. He ran his fingers across my chiseled torso and roughly caressed my bullet hard spiking nipple. He caresses my torso, feeling me up. He could see how his wife had not been able to resist breeding with such a physically perfect specimen as me.

The Soldier remained on one knee and held me stretched
across his knee

While I laid prostrate across his knee, he took time to admire
his victim's incredible physique.

“Look at these cobblestones your boyfriend got for abs!” the Ranger exclaimed as he used his free hand to feel my thick abdominal muscles. "They’re fuckin’ HUGE!" he commented "I know you love a solid set of rippling abs on a man, Eloise. What do you think? Are my slab of abs as hard as your gym bunny boyfriend's??" --he asked his wife, while loudly slapping his own rock hard and shredded abdominal wall.

Then the Soldier drove an surprise elbow drop into my gut -"Ooof!!!"- before rolling me off his knee and on to the floor. I curled up clutching my stomach.

Figure-Four Head Scissors

Satisfied that his wife's side-man was momentarily stunned and floored, the Ranger stood over his rival in a show of dominance. Placing his hands on his hips while breathing in some air, every muscle in his body was once again flexed as he loomed over his opponent, his shredded abdomen heaving from the exertion of his fast-paced offense. Taking a moment to adjust his throbbing manhood in his cameos, the Ranger brought his arms up into another double biceps pose for the benefit of the admiring Eloise.

"Now THAT'S power, Eloise," he bragged as flexed over Mule, "and that's just my upper body strength. You remember my legs, right, don't ya, honey? You always loved my big legs. Time to show you what THEY'RE capable of," he said to his smitten wife, as he moved his own legs into a head-scissors position.

The Ranger was about to unleash his military skill and muscle on his hapless musclebound civilian prey, by working a Figure Four Headlock on your poor Mule!

By the time I realized what was happening, it was too late. My head was engulfed in the enormous quads of my rival. The Soldier's cameo fatigues were straining to contain his flexed thighs and massive legs as he slowly increased the pressure, enjoying watching my face turn various shades of red then purple as he did. The Ranger's face showed the intensity of the pressure he was using to squeeze his massive opponent into submission.

"AAAAAGGGHHH! AH, GAWD!!!" I wail from the intense pressure of his enormous quads. "Those cries are music to my ears!" the Solider grinned. The cries coming from the amazing physical specimen being crushed between his legs powered his champion bull-sized cock to a full iron-hard erection.

My ears are covered by the Ranger's inner thighs, but I’m pretty sure I hear a clapping coming from the direction of Eloise. What a surprise. This hoe ain't loyal.

"You know I can end this any time I want to," Hunter says to Eloise, "but I am going to make a point about what happens when another dog comes into my yard. This rooster don't allow another ‘cock’ in the henhouse, so to speak. I'm gonna give this dog some obedience training." I wanted to mention that he was mixing his metaphors, but only a choked, croaking cry was released from my throat!

The pressure on his skull was excruciating, and I would soon black-out if I didn't escape quickly. "I am going to crack your skull open like it was a coconut. Then I am going to eat your brain for protein, zombie style...." the Ranger taunted as he squeezed harder on the headscissors. By this point, I was not sure if he was serious or not! In increasing desperation, I pounded and beat on the massive thighs that were squeezing my thick gorilla-strong head, but they were immovable. In all my years of wrestling, powerlifting, and bodybuilding, the Soldier's legs were as big and as powerful as any I had ever encountered.

The Ranger unleashed his military skill and muscle on his
outclassed musclebound civilian prey, and put me in a
Figure Four Headlock!

My head was engulfed in the enormous quads of the Ranger.
His flexed thighs and massive legs were as big and as
powerful as any I had ever encountered!

I am going to crack your skull open like it was a coconut

"You are no match for me. I could put you out and end this right now. But where would be the fun in that? I am enjoying toying with you too much to stop now! the Ranger says self-assuredly.

With that, the Soldier released me from his head scissors. Unfortunately for me, the hunk military muscle stud was not done with me yet. I rolled to my side and shook my head to regain my bearings while he rose from the floor and stood in the middle of the room, hands on his hips, his huge quads pumped from the exertion they just emitted.

Lift and Carry

The Ranger stands victoriously over his defeated foe and waits for a battered and dazed Mule to rise so he can continue to brutalize him. "Get up so I can get on with your beating, cocksucker!" he commands, punctuating his order by snapping his fingers.

When I didn't get up fast enough to satisfy him, he impatiently stomped over and lifted my 260 lbs bulk off the floor like I was a rag doll. With one powerful arm under my head and the other arm under one of my thick legs, he held me against his rock-solid chest, perpendicular to the floor. He carried me around the room like a baby, further humiliating me while impressing the awe struck Eloise.

When I didn't get up fast enough to satisfy him, the Ranger
impatiently lifted my 260 lbs bulk off the floor like I was a
rag doll

With one powerful arm under my head and the other arm
under one of my thick legs, he held me against his rock-solid
chest, perpendicular to the floor

He carried me around the room like a baby, further
humiliating me while impressing his awe struck unfaithful
wife

When the Ranger grabbed me between my legs so that he
could hoist me up he found that my muscle stud manhood was
so long and thick it exceeded the size of his hand which was
locked tightly onto it.

With one of the muscle bear big paws holding me by my junk
the Ranger was aware that my impressive manhood rivaled
the size of his own well endowed equipment

I'm your elevator operator. Next floor: Ass-whoopings,
all Jody Boy phaggots get off here!

After your ass-whooping I give you, you will want to visit the
Ladies Department for your new garb!

The Ranger lifted my body over his head and rolled me 180°,
so that I was now draped over his shoulder belly down

I'm stunned as my 260 lbs body is slung over
the big shoulder of the military muscle
monster and effortless carried.

My entire body rested
on just one of his massively
wide shoulders.
My legs hung down his front
and my head hung down his back.
My battered musclebound body
almost formed a "U"

The Ranger started to walk around the bedroom while still
carrying me draped across his massive right shoulder.showing
off his superior size and strength to Eloise and humiliating
her beaten down lover. He grinned as he raised his right arm
and flexed his huge bicep for his wife. while I laid helplessly
on this left shoulder

He stopped and tossed the beaten Mule to the floor
Get up and fight me!" he demanded

Fist Fight

Swing and miss. Swing and miss. My boxing skills are no match for the Soldier's hand-to-hand combat training. I throw haymaker after haymaker but can't lay a glove on the military pugilist. The Ranger bobs and weaves out of the way of most of my best punches, and the rest he parries or blocks. An increasingly frustrated Mule is wearing myself down, throwing punches that never connect, while the Soldier slips my every punch. He is working his way inside my guard, moving past my defenses, using footwork like a young Muhammad Ali.

Time for some fistacuffs! We square off to throw hands!

I swing and miss

. I throw haymaker after haymaker but I can't lay a glove on
the military pugilist

My boxing skills are no match for the Soldier's hand-to-hand
combat training

I am wearing myself down, throwing fists that never connect,
while the Soldier slips my every punch!

When he sees a tired Mule letting my hands drop, the soldier moves in under my guard. I find myself being used like a heavy bag as Soldier boy lands a barrage of body blows.

When he sees me tiring, the Ranger goes on the offense

The Ranger unleashes a a barrage of punishing body
blows!...OOOFFF!!..... UNGGHHH!!!

The Ranger's mighty fist slammed into my overly developed
muscular body

With each punch you could hear the echo of his sledge
hammer fist making contact with my hardened steel slabs of
muscle

The Ranger repeatedly threw punch after punch into my
muscle stud abs.

The big dude nails me with one power right fist into my gut
after another. Each punch forces a huge grunt and a mouthful
of air and spit out of me

He was not going to stop with his assault
until he was able to break through the massive
thick layers of muscles that made up my
steel plate armor

The Ranger puts everything he's got into one last thunderous gut punch!

The Ranger flexed his massive bicep and then delivered a blow
directly into the center of my abs. His massive bicep powered
fist broke my protective flex and crashed through my rock
hard wall of well developed abdominal muscles

With a huge grunt I slumped over, my body bent in two. I had
been impaled by the big fist the Ranger's had buried deep in
my gut

The one man army mercilessly pounds sledgehammer fist after sledgehammer fist into my abs. Your battered and dazed hero, is too weakened and slow to avoid the barrage of body blows The brutal gut shots are draining my strength and energy. I am getting sloppy and my hands continually drop as my arms get tired, until they are barely functional. Then when I have utterly let my guard down, the Soldier sees the opening, he has been waiting for. "Now to finish him," he thinks with an evil grin.

The Army Juggernaut puts everything he has in the next blow. I never saw it coming. With a thunderous right punch to the head I am sent to all fours on the floor. My brain bouncing around in my skull, in a concussive rebound not seen since my college football days! "...UHHH...Everything spinning... but got to get up... can't let him defeat me....OWW....What did he hit me with?......Everything is spinning ....I can't think straight....Can barely ....catch my... breath! .... My legs feel like rubber...Groan... No strength left ... I'm finished... I can't get up ... he has beaten me...." My vision narrowed to a tunnel and I was in stupor, barely conscious! Note to self, fighting a Ranger is a bad idea, they are bad asses!

I got my hands low to protect my gut when an anvil-like fist,
I never see coming, hits my unprotected jaw with ferocious
power

It was a concussion inducing young Mike Tyson caliber
straight right that would have knocked my head right off my
shoulders if it hadn't been attached by my thick neck


The Ranger drops me with a single head shot! I am sent to all fours on the floor.

UHHH...OWW....What did he hit me with?...OK, I admit that was a good shot! Everything is spinning ... but I got to get up... I can't let him defeat me!

The Ranger stands victoriously over a battered
and dazed Mule!

Take your time getting up boy! Because when you do, I am going to continue with your beating!

Ranger-boy has a shit-eating grin on his face as he thinks: "That's it. He ain't getting up from that, or at least not for a while. I got to admit I enjoyed humiliating and destroying him. It's not often that I get to fight a man as big and as muscular as I am. He's no slouch, that's for sure. He's almost as strong as me. It took my best shots to put him down! But now that that is done, I need to give my loving loyal wife a proper greeting..." Eloise is wet and wild, and hornier than a cat in heat.

Jockstrap

Having shown his wife that he was the better man, he turned and stood at the foot of the bed facing her. Without saying anything he unbuttoned his camoes and let them slide to the floor. He was facing his wife wearing only his jock strap.

"You miss this baby?"-- he said with a smile, pointing to his swollen crotch. And Eloise had indeed missed the mighty anaconda that she knew was nested in the bulging pouch. Of all the men she had been with while Hunter had been away, Mule had been the only one she had found that could reach the stretched sides of the wide vagina cave her huge cocked husband had made with his massive 10.5" inch pussy driller.

With Mule down for the count, the Ranger turns his
attention to his wife. He unbuttons his camos and let
them slide to the floor, so he is facing Eloise wearing
only his jock strap

Dropping his combat fatigues pants reveals two incredibly
thick and striated legs that were bigger than most men’s
waistlines and the huge bulge in is over packed jock strap

Eloise marveled at her husband's powerful body. Clad only in
his jock Hunter looked magnificent, the sweat gleaming and
making his bronzed physique's mighty muscles stand out.
And that was one hell of a big bulge he was showing

Look at me, honey Hunter ordered. Every muscle in his body
was pumped to immense proportions from the physical
exertion and the adrenaline rush of the fight. The wife
almost swooned at the display of muscle.

He put his hands on his hips and took a wide stance. He just stood there casually. It was really an incredible sight. His muscles, glistening in the light of the room, were pumped from the fight as though he had just finished working out at the gym. He had 8-pack abs that were framed by a powerful V-muscle around his hips He started to strum his beautiful 8 pack of chiseled ab muscles with his right hand.


Great view, huh Honey? Yea, I thought you’d like it! I know how my muscles drive you crazy!

Hunter stood with his hands on his hips, nude except for his
jock strap. He looked fabulous, but hell, her husband always
looks fabulous to her. Handsome, truly masculine face with a
muscled physique that was to die for. Nearly naked, he was
nothing less than awesome. He absolutely took Eloise's
breath away

Did you like that little show, babe? Did you like watching
me kick his ass? With a victorious smile, the Husband
flexed his rock hard abs and danced his thick pecs in
triumph for his wife's benefit. Who owns your pussy now,
bitch?-- the Husband demanded

Did you miss this, baby?-- he said with a smile,
pointing to his swollen crotch

Yessss... she answered breathlessly. Her pupils dilated with
desire. His wayward wife's pussy had leaked 'till pussy juice
was flowing like Niagara Falls, soaking the bed sheets. He
could smell the aroma of her pussy further engorging his
swollen cock

Soon as I get through taking your boy-toy apart you and I can
get on with enjoying our anniversary together. precious! Sorry
it's taking me so long to finish him, but he's no slouch. He is
almost as strong as me! It took me 7-10 hits just to drop his big
ass!

Eloise loved macho musclemen, and the two biggest
musclemen she had ever fucked had just fought. The wife
orgasmed to the sound of the brutal blows. She had flicked
her she-boner as she watched the hot massive musclemen
fight and orgasmed to the sound of the brutal blows as fists
hit muscle. This was turning out to be her best anniversary
EVER!

Hunter adjusted the massive anaconda nesting in his jock
strap. Honey, I've got so much juice saved up for you in my
bull-balls that I will cum a dozen times tonight and not lose my
hard- on!

That was her Hunter. Aggressive, forceful, and demanding,
totally in control. She loved her hyper-masculine Alpha-male
Husband's incredible aggressiveness and audacity. Hunter's
style was more rape than into consensual sex, you don't give
yourself to Hunter, he takes you, roughly.

"I always told you that if you ever found a man who had more muscles and a bigger dick than me then not only could you fuck him but I would let him fuck me too. If he's more man than me than so be it. BUT, This is who you cheated on me with? This Baby-Dicked Pansy-Ass? " --Hunter said to Eloise, pointing down at my insensate carcass. "Sure, he’s got all those big ripped muscles on him, but there is no way this muscle punk can stand up to a REAL man like me. Hell, one good flex from these big legs of mine and I’ll snap Mr. Hardbody here in two!"

The handsome face of her husband took on a menacing look as he continued. "Remember honey: find a man that's got more to offer than I do, and he can fuck me and you both! I hope you didn't think I was just kidding, Eloise baby!" he sneered sinisterly.

This is who you cheated on me with? This Baby-Dicked Pansy-
Ass?

Sure, he’s got all those big ripped muscles on him,
but there is no way this muscle punk can stand up
to a REAL man like me

Baby, If you ever find a man that's got more to offer than I do...

...he can fuck me!!!

Stripping

The Soldier turned his attention to me, still sitting on the floor watching the flock of tweeting birdies circling my head, unable to get to mys feet yet. Precum was already sliding from the head of my fully aroused cock, straining at the zipper of my ass-hugging jeans, as my consciousness stirred along with my cock. The Ranger reached down towards me, my eyes widened as Lt. Hunter unzipped the crotch of my jeans. "You! Civie Jody Boy muthafucka, we are almost done. But I got one more thing to show you....!"

Then the Ranger suddenly bent forward and grabbed the ankles of my jeans, aggressively. I grabbed the belt loops of my jeans desperately trying to thwart the attempt to slide them off my legs. The Soldier lifted my ankles high, prying my hips off the mat and allowing gravity to do the work of sliding me the rest of the way out of my jeans. The belt loops ripped off in my fingertips, and the Soldier yanked my jeans the rest of the way off my legs.

The Soldier tossed the jeans to the far corner of the room and stood over me, now stripped naked. I snarled, but still too dizzy and legs still too weak for me to stand, I desperately slid backward on my ass to get away. Lt. Hunter just grinned and walked over to my gym bag sitting on the dresser where Mule had left it. The Ranger dug through my gym bag for a minute, pulling out my jock strap. He threw it at me, still sitting on the floor, and the well aimed jock landed in my lap.

The Soldier grinned towering over me while resting his hands on his hips. “ Time to man up, boy. Put it on, Mule. Put your jock on and face me like a man!" I looked up at my opponent’s sculpted muscles and muscle-armored naked torso, then did as I was told.

The Climb

"Now get up, Jack-ass!" the Soldier ordered with a sneer.

"It's Mule!!" --I said but not very convincingly as I tried unsuccessfully to stand on legs like rubber.

Exhausted, I couldn’t move. I struggled to rise again but my muscular legs just didn't have the strength. Unable to rise without assistance, the only way to get to my feet was to use the Soldier's body for support. I had no choice. I reached out and placed one arm around the Ranger 's ankle, then, as best as my broken ribs would allow, reached out with my other arm and grasped the Soldiers' mighty calf muscle to pull myself closer to Lt. Hunter's body. The Soldier stood with his fists clenched at his sides staring down at me, his muscular abdomen expanding and contracting significantly as he prepared himself to finish me off.

"Up!" the Soldier commanded as he waved his arms upward, prompting me to climb. "C'mon... get up," he ordered.

I continued to slowly and gingerly scale the Ranger's mountain-like body. My powerful legs had turned to jelly. I eventually reached the warrior's gargantuan quadricep muscles and enormous legs.

With a sadistic grin, the Soldier spread his arms, inviting me to continue my ascent. Next I reached the Ranger's chiseled abdomen, resting my head against it for a moment, riding it up and down with the Soldier's breathing. I then reached up and grabbed hold of the solid pecs of my conqueror, dragging my face across one of Lt. Hunter's erect nipples. Finally, I reached the thick shoulders and neck of the hunky military muscle stud, using them to pull myself to my feet.

Eloise stared in open mouth awe at the sight in front of her. The two bodybuilders' fantastically large and well developed gluteal muscles hung out and were framed by their bare ass jock straps.

“Why don’t you take a closer look at my ass?” Hunter asked with a sly grin as he turned and then gyrated and twerked his perfect posterior, showing off his magnificent ass in an erotic and arousing display. I caught myself staring at the Hunter's massive glutes and thinking "Whoa, he sure does have a nice ass for a Soldier" with a swelling in my jock pouch. I felt better when I realized Eloise was also checking out my glorious glutes too, and not just her husband's.

I flexed my glutes in response to her checking my huge muscular haunches out. Apparently I caught the attention of the Ranger when I did, because Hunter circled around to my backside, checking out and admiring my award-winning glutes. "You may have the most-muscular ass I've ever seen, maybe even more muscular than mine..." he complimented. "What do you think, Eloise?" he asked as he flexed his rock solid glutes tight, showing off his muscular buttocks and waited for a response from her. Hunter started a rhythmic flexing of his glutes, first one, than the other. He started to gyrate with moves like a male stripper. Both Eloise and I stared at the hypnotic flexing and relaxing of Hunter's butt muscles. I felt like I needed to breath into a paper bag. I found the site of his bare ass highly arousing despite my pain and exhaustion. The thick head of my hard cock poked out the top of my jock like a periscope, to get a look at what I was enjoying so much.

Hunter looked over his shoulder at Eloise and me and smirked. He caught us with my leaking cock sticking out the waist band of my jock and half way up my washboard abs and caught Eloise was flicking off a she boner of her own. With a chuckle, he said "Almost had you!" taking a conceited satisfaction from the effect his boner inducing ass show had had on us both. Hunter suspected from the frequent charges on Eloise's "secret" credit card for the "Chipndale Male Revue" what she liked. The target of his sensual dance of seduction's target was his wife, snaring her lover the Mule was some serendipitous lagniappe though!

"Now, I am going to teach you not to fuck a Military Serviceman's woman. I'm going make sure you NEVER forget this lesson! " the Soldier growled before wrapping his powerful arms around me.

Bearhug

I threw my arms around the Soldier's and bearhugged the rival bodybuilder in return, just managing to link my fingers behind the Military Muscleman's enormous back. Both of us muscular men gritted our teeth as we applied our strength to the other, our muscles pulsating with power.

The two alpha males were now locked in a mutual bearhug. It was truly a sight to behold – two sweaty, heavyweight bodybuilders stripped down to just our jockstraps! The revealing jocks highlights our many muscles, in addition to our perfect round muscled bubble butts.

They bear hug each other in a true test of strength. Muscle against muscle. Power versus power. Their handsome faces were twisted into identical grimaces of pain and effort, eyes shut and teeth clenched, as they tried to overpower and out squeeze their rival, grunting and growling and roaring with exertion.

It was a titanic battle between the two nearly naked epitomes of manhood – our huge muscular asses clearly visible in our bare ass jock straps, our enormous thighs popping with sinew, our monstrous backs rippling with power, our bulbous, yet shredded abdomens, inflating and deflating against each other like large balloons! Our swollen biceps and thick forearms wrapped around each other applying crushing pressure, as our wet distended jock pouches bump, grind, and mash together. Our smooth, bronzed skin glistened and dripped with sweat as the heat generated by the close proximity of our straining physiques was like a furnace.

Both us were used to using our bodies to get them what they wanted. Each using our full power against an opponent, who was just as big, just as strong, and essentially the same age in a physical contest of dominance. Both men had developed a supreme confidence in our physiques over time, but now neither of us was able to easily overpower the other.

As alpha males, we both were driven by a need to prove who was strongest. And the bearhug was the perfect and most virile way to settle it – one of the most raw and primal moves in all of nature, crushing the muscles of an opponent against the muscles of one’s own body to see whose muscles endure!

The bearhug contest lasted several minutes, with each man breaking, reapplying, and subsequently losing our grip in their attempts to both crush and resist the other, sweat pouring off their bodies. Both of us gritted our teeth and growled, grunted and groaned like wild beasts as we applied our strength to the other, our muscles pulsating with power. At first, the combatants seemed even matched.

Summoning all my remaining strength, I growled and pulled the Ranger tighter into my crushing embrace. With my bulging powerlifter pecs grinding into the Ranger's steel chest. I continued to squeeze the massive hunk of man in my arms, trying to squeeze the fight out of my handsome musclebound opponent. With my bone-crushing arms wrapped around the Ranger's thick torso, our bulging crotches brushed together, and each of us were able to assess the other's manhood. Both of us were equally impressed.

With another growl, I used my big biceps to apply maximum pressure against the Soldier's sides. and lifted hard, causing the Soldier's feet to leave the floor. I was holding the big man aloft, still trapped in my bearhug. With his feet off the ground, he no longer had any leverage. Now that I had the leverage advantage, it was my turn!

With my seriously muscled arms wrapped around my opponent, I began squeezing hard. "Oooohhhggh!!" The air came out of the Ranger as his ribs bent under the pressure of those massive arms.

My bulging biceps around the Ranger's rib cage forced the breath out of the Ranger’s lungs and restricted them from expanding to gain more air. My powerful chest began to overpower and then compress his thick chest. Our massive bodies were dripping with sweat. Our muscular abdomens rapidly inflated and deflated against each other, but my hard musclegut went in deeper to his musclegut every time he attempted to gulp in oxygen to fuel their muscles. My huge pecs with tits as big and hard as bullets began to dig into his as our sweaty chests mashed together.

For the first time I saw surprise in the Ranger's eyes. Surprise was quickly replaced by pain, and then fear. Then the eyes closed and his head fell back as he let out a loud groan.

"Yeahhhh... so the fighting muscle machine is human after all. And if he feels pain, then he can be beat! Oh, fuck yeah... thank you baby Jebus.." goes through my head.

"OWWW...Where did his strength come from?UNGGHHH.. OWW That really hurt..I could be in big trouble here....it can't be... there is no way this pretty boy can be over powering me... but he is!!" the Ranger has an unfamiliar feeling of doubt as he realizes he may have finally come up against an opponent who is actually fully capable of beating him!

As to Eloise, she watched in amazement as her muscle man lover began to dominate her muscleman Husband. She had never seen her husband being over powered or losing! She continued to rub and touch herself as her eyes trailed over the two huge muscle men going at it. She couldn't help but think that both massive titans were hot as hell! It was clear that I had the upper hand. I was dishing out some payback, as I was making her Husband suffer in my hold. The way your lusty Mule was grunting like a Silverback ape, as I forced a series of pain wracked moans and groans, one after another, out of her usually stoic Husband had her vagina flowing like Niagra Falls. And she noticed, the cocky smirk on my face as my muscle power continued to drain the strength out of Hunter was as sexy as fuck!

The Ranger's muscular body writhed and his face contorted with his exertion He groaned in pain as grinding his ribs together with my massive arms constricted his ribcage and he groaned in agony. he fought for a breath!

"You like that? Bet'cha can't get out," I bragged, whispering in the Ranger's ear. "Fuck you, cocksucker!" the Ranger groaned. In response, I lapped at his ear with my tongue and stuck my tongue making him moan from the sensation. Then my squeezing hold suddenly doubled in pressure. All the remaining breath came out of the Ranger in one groaning yell. As the Ranger realized he couldn't even breathe, he thrashed uncontrollably, frantic to find a way out of the crushing pressure of my flexing arms. As my titanium biceps grew even larger, I couldn't wait for Eloise to hear his screams of desperation as these pythons powered up against his helpless body.

Eloise couldn't believe her eyes. I was breaking Hunter on my mighty chest. I was crushing him with Mule muscle. She could even hear her usually impassive hyper masculine tough as nails Soldier-Husband moaning in pain and exhaustion. So her Terminator Husband wasn't invulnerable after all!

"You...are...strong...Hunter...but it's my turn now...and I'm about to finish you! Prepare to be humiliated in front of your wife...You are almost done! She is not just going to see you be defeated at my hands...you will be forever emasculated in her eyes..." I grunt in the Ranger's ear, to mentally demoralize him as I physically defeat him.

As if on cue, Eloise shouts "Dominate him, Mule!!!Make him your muscle bitch!!! Show Mr. Macho that's he's a pussy... "

Ouch, that had to hurt, I think. Like a fucking knife threw the heart. I've seen it a hundred times, sluts pulling for their men to get their asses kicked. Can you really love someone whom you want to be beaten? Yeah, seeing her flexing Alpha male made weak and vulnerable is a big turn on for most women. I think it's got to do with the female penis envy of males, it's a figurative total emasculation of the man and a major power shift to her.

Well you heard the lady, she doesn't just want me to break this Bronco. She wants me to turn her Stallion into a gelding. Who knows, maybe every woman is secretly looking to trade up to a man that can spray and neuter her husband.

"Heh! You didn't think I would win, did ya baby? Keep watching, sweetie, your big bad husband is about to lose..." I bragged to Eloise.

"So you are some big macho straight stud, Hunter" I growled into his ear. "I'm thinking not so straight on those long deployments with only other big muscled male soldiers around. Let's test my theory." I say as we two giants were locked together, rubbing our heaving chests together and mashing our erect nipples against each other. I started to lap at Hunter's jaw and then clamped my hot mouth on his thick neck, biting and sucking the tender flesh. My amorous attack caught Hunter by total surprise. I released Hunter's neck with a loud plop and then attacked his hard and erect left nipple with my teeth and tongue, swirling and sucking on the bullet size tit. With his head thrown back, I assaulted this musclebound stallions nips and pecs growling and snarling like awild animal while still grinding and mashing our crotches together. A low moan escaped from Hunter's parted lips, betraying the intense pleasure he was feeling. I was getting to him. I had his body turned on and his motor running. Grunting in animal lust our faces connected in a slobbering, tongue-probing kiss as two crazed bodybuilders ground their spewing jackhammers together.

Two meaty rumps flexed with each powerful thrust of our pelvises. We were like two rutting bulls engaged in a fierce cockfight.

I heard a female scream of shock and something else but I was locked in on turning Hunter queer and didn't even look up to see her reaction.

What she was witnessing was a torrid make-out session beteen two Herculean hunks one her alpha male macho huband and the other he youung muscle stud lover, theeir magnificent bodies locked together in a brutal bearhug, muscles bulging and flexing, both grunting, groaning. But now also moaning and both aching with desire as both studs turned their top tier make-out skills against the other. Locked once again in a passionate kiss, exploring each other's mouths with our tongues, squeezing our bodies with tremendous strength. Our muscled torsos were pressed together with our huge shafts, side by side, stimulated by the muscles of two sets of rippling abs. I began to rub my hands up Hunter's wide muscled back and then down again until I reached the jutting mounds of his meaty ass, assessing his brawny magnificence. I tried unsuccessfully to not think about how fucking hot Hunter's fantastically masculine body was but my cock was so hard for this magnificent specimen of manhood that it practically hurt. I began squeezing the rock hard muscled cheeks and causing his hips to rotate to match mine. I could feel the dark force of homo man-love flowing through both of us.

Hunter was trying to fight back, reach deep, and gathered all his remaining manhood. The man was a sexual athlete, plus his gargantuan muscles and primo fighting skill added to his overwhelming allure. I knew if I let myself succumb I would end up becoming HIS bitch. So I suddenly broke off the kiss, leaving the horny Hunter unsatisfied and sexually frustrated. I could see how desperately he hungered for me. I just know I had permanently knocked his ass deep down the Kinsey scale! More importantly, his wife had seen it too, with her own eyes.

Out bearhug battle continues, and after several moreminutes of grueling energy sappping struggle the big macho Ranger in my arms has tears in his eyes and is making whimpering noises like a puppy dog. Then I feel hot breath on my left ear and a voice whisper "No more...please...I give! I can't take anymore. I give up!... I submit... you beat me, you win.... I fucking surrender, unconditionally...." The throaty voice was so faint that I could barely make out the words. There was no way that Eloise would have heard it. But my mighty iron muscles had crushed the Ranger's big he-man body until he finally begged and pleaded for his release. I had broken the brave and mighty military hero both mentally and physically and he could take no more.

I needed him to repeat his surrender, but this time on his knees and loudly enough for Eloise to hear. Then while he was on his knees I'd have him suck my cock while his wife snaps some pics for whatever future blackmail purposes she saw fit....

Figuring I had broken my enemy combatant's will with my unique Mule advanced interrogation techniques, I decided to take a gamble and let him out my grip. I needed to get him properly positioned for his big surrender.

Summoning all my remaining strength, I growled and pulled the Ranger tighter into my crushing embrace. With my bulging powerlifter pecs grinding into the Ranger's steel chest. I continued to squeeze the massive hunk of man in my arms, trying to squeeze the fight out of my handsome musclebound opponent. With my bone-crushing arms wrapped around the Ranger's thick torso, our bulging jock strap crotches brushed together, and each of us were able to assess the other's manhood. Both of us were equally impressed.

I used my big biceps to apply maximum pressure against the
Ranger's sides. I began squeezing hard. Oooohhhggh!! The air
came out of the Ranger as his ribs bent under the pressure of
my massive arms

With another growl, I used my big biceps to apply maximum pressure against the Soldier's sides. and lifted hard, causing the Soldier's feet to leave the floor. I was holding the big man aloft, still trapped in my bearhug. With his feet off the ground, he no longer had any leverage. Now that I had the leverage advantage, it was my turn!

My powerful chest began to overpower and then
compress his thick chest. My huge pecs began to dig
into his as our sweaty chests mashed together. Our
muscular abdomens rapidly inflated and deflated
against each other, but my hard musclegut went in
deeper to his musclegut restricting his attempts
to gulp in oxygen to fuel his muscles

With my seriously muscled arms wrapped around my opponent, I began squeezing hard. "Oooohhhggh!!" The air came out of the Ranger as his ribs bent under the pressure of those massive arms.

My bulging biceps around the Ranger's rib cage forced the breath out of the Ranger’s lungs and restricted them from expanding to gain more air. My powerful chest began to overpower and then compress his thick chest. Our massive bodies were dripping with sweat. Our muscular abdomens rapidly inflated and deflated against each other, but my hard musclegut went in deeper to his musclegut every time he attempted to gulp in oxygen to fuel their muscles. My huge pecs began to dig into his as our sweaty chests mashed together.

For the first time I saw surprise in the Ranger's eyes.
Surprise was quickly replaced by pain, and then fear

For the first time I saw surprise in the Ranger's eyes. Surprise was quickly replaced by pain, and then fear. Then the eyes closed and his head fell back as he let out a loud groan.

Eloise watched in amazement as her muscle man lover began
to dominate her muscleman Husband. She had never seen
her husband being over powered or losing! Hunter groaned in
agony as he fought for a breath while my muscle power
continued to drain the strength out of him. Eloise found
Hunter suffering in my massive arms to be as sexy as Fuck!

As to Eloise, she watched in amazement as her muscle man lover began to dominate her muscleman Husband. She had never seen her husband being over powered or losing! She continued to rub and touch herself as her eyes trailed over the two huge muscle men going at it. She couldn't help but think that both massive titans were hot as hell! It was clear that I had the upper hand. I was dishing out some payback, as I was making her Husband suffer in my hold. The way your lusty Mule was grunting like a Silverback ape, as I forced a series of pain wracked moans and groans, one after another, out of her usually stoic Husband had her vagina flowing like Niagra Falls. Eloise was turned on and sprouting a she-boner. She found the way I used my muscle power to continue to drain the strength out of her Hunter as sexy as fuck!

The Ranger's muscular body writhed and his face contorted with his exertion He groaned in pain as grinding his ribs together massive arms constricted his ribcage and he groaned in agony. he fought for a breath!

"You like that? Bet'cha can't get out," I bragged, whispering in the Ranger's ear. "Fuck you, cocksucker!" the Ranger groaned. In response, my squeezing hold suddenly doubled in pressure. All the remaining breath came out of the Ranger in one groaning yell. As the Ranger realized he couldn't even breathe, he thrashed uncontrollably, frantic to find a way out of the crushing pressure of my flexing arms. As my titanium biceps grew even larger, I couldn't wait for Eloise to hear his screams of desperation as my pythons powered up against his helpless body.

Eloise couldn't believe her ears as she heard her usually
impassive hyper masculine tough as nails Soldier-Husband
moaning and groaning in pain and exhaustion as he suffered
in my mighty embrace!

So her Terminator Husband wasn't
invulnerable after all!

As if on cue, Eloise shouts "Dominate him, Mule!!!Make him your muscle bitch!! Show Mr. Macho that's he's a pussy!!! "

Well you heard the lady and so did I, she doesn't just want me to break this Bronco. She wants me to turn her Stallion into a gelding. Who knows, maybe every woman is secretly looking to trade up to a man that can spray and neuter her husband. Whatever her issue is with her hubby, your Mule is mounted up and riding in like a White Knight to give her what she's asking for.

Both of us bear-hugging stallions were very well endowed so the over stuffed jockstraps we wore didn’t do a good job in containing our anaconda-sized cocks and lemon-sized balls. It looked like it wouldn’t take much for either's sex package to bust the straining and stretched to the maximum elastic butt retaining straps that were struggling to hold our pouch enclosed manhoods snuggly against our bodies.

My bearhug had us cemented together, face-to-face, chest-to-chest, stomach-to-stomach, and shaft-to-shaft, with our massive bellies sucking in air against each other

I began to slam my huge crotch against the Ranger's huge crotch still trapped against my super muscled body in my unbreakable bear hug hold. Then I stopped slamming my bulging jock pouch against that of my rival and instead I began to move my hips in rounds moves, frictioning our bull balls and big fat rock hard cocks against each other in a sensual way.

Seeing her strong Alpha male Husband made weak and
vulnerable by a superior male is a huge turn on for his Wife.
Eloise was finger fucking herself into orgasm after orgasm
watching her hot muscle-stud Husband under another man's
control, a man powerful enough to dominate him

My bearhug had us cemented together,
face-to-face, chest-to-chest, stomach-to-stomach,
and shaft-to-shaft, with our massive bellies sucking
in air against each other

It wasn't going all my own way!
As my ribs bruised, I came to understand
that the Ranger was as skilled in the bearhug
as he was in punching. OWWW!

The sweat between our massive bodies acted as lubricant to allow me to slide my body up and down the Ranger's by a few inches, making sure my dick stayed in contact with the Ranger's shaft. With each pelvic thrust I made, my massive naked haunches would ripple and flex, perfectly framed by the straps on my jock strap. As luck would have it, Eloise was perfectly positioned to watch the full glory of my muscular ass as I humped her studly husband. and the scrotums of both alpha males as they rubbed and slapped against each other.

Below the waist, there was a battle of hard
cock against hard cock, over-sized balls
against over-sized balls, and the sensual friction
between our sexual organs.

The strong, virile all-man Solider could not help being aroused even though his wife was watching. Below the waist, it was a battle of hard cock against hard cock, over-sized balls against over-sized balls, and the sensual friction between our sexual organs.

I smile as I put my mouth close to the Ranger's ear: "Oooo ... does the big, bad Soldier like getting his ass kicked by another man in front of his wife?" I ask in a low voice. "Does it make you hot to be dominated in front of the woman you love? It's turning you on to realize I am winning and there is nothing you can do to stop me...isn't it? Damn dude, you're really enjoying rubbing bones with me, you submissive fatigue-wearing Muscle Mary! What's the matter? Feeling insecure about your masculinity, you G.I. sausage jockey? You turning queer, Soldier boy? I bet your gonna love licking my nuts after I kick your ass!

Damn dude, you're really enjoying rubbing bones
with me. His cock was leaking a steady stream
of precum from the sexual excitement of our
clinched position and my dominance

Even though the thought of being slowly ground into pulp by his wife's lover's amazing physique was strangely erotic for him, instead his grunted reply of my inquiry was "No,... ugh, ugh... My body can take anything yours can dish out."

"Heh! You didn't think I would win, did ya baby? Keep watching, sweetie, your big bad husband is about to lose..." I assured Eloise.

Keep watching, baby, your big tough Soldier husband is about
to lose!

After several minutes of grueling struggle the big macho Ranger in my arms has tears in his eyes and is making whimpering noises like a puppy dog. Then I feel hot breath on my left ear and a voice whisper "No more...please...I give! I can't take anymore. I give up!... I submit... you beat me, you win.... I fucking surrender, unconditionally...." The throaty voice was so faint that I could barely make out the words. There was no way that Eloise would have heard it. But my mighty iron muscles had crushed the Ranger's big he-man body until he finally begged and pleaded for his release. I had broken the brave and mighty military hero both mentally and physically and he could take no more.

The instant I let my arms drop, releasing my bearhug, the Ranger stumbles back a couple of steps, sucking all the wind he could into his recently compressed but now rapidly expanding lungs and rib cage. I throw a strong right punch into his gut, to fold him in half, but my fist bounces off the Ranger's muscled stomach. I get a huge grunt but he does't bend over as far as I was going for. So I delivered a kick to the muscleman's gut, getting an even louder grunt but more importantly, this time doubling him over.

With him doubled over in front of me, I raise my arms way above my head and clasp my huge hands together. I am about to deliver a devastating double ax hammer to his thick upper back that will send him down to his knees, where he can give his surrender and suck my cock. I hear a groan of inevitable defeat from the bent over Ranger and a shriek of delight from his wife.

Before the bent over Ranger could right himself, I began to bring both my arms and my clasped hands down quickly in a huge double axehandle blow across the Ranger's broad back. This "death blow" would be the end of this fight.

But before my death blow connected, the Ranger drove his head forward into my solid gut, knocking the wind out of me with a headbutt to my unprepared midsection. He then grabbed the back of my firm, well-defined ass hanging out my bare-ass jock, holding me in place with my own mountainous naked glutes. Then the Ranger drilled his shoulder into my rock hard abdomen. Mustering his strength and remembering the technique from countless tackle drills from his years of playing high school football, he powered forward, and into my body, using me like a tackling dummy. The Ranger proceeded to thrust his massive shoulder into my muscular belly, forcing me to double over. After driving three hard shoulder blocks into my heavily muscled powerlifter gut, the Ranger rose to full height. He looked at me doubled over in front of him, holding my gut with both hands. The air had been temporarily knocked out of me. I tried to think of a counter, but all that was in my mind was that I, a Div 1 A College football star, had been taken down with a football move by some dude who never played after high school. Eloise was thinking about when Hunter was her high school sweetheart, she the cheerleader and he the star football player. Oh, that night when Hunter scored four touchdowns in a single game while playing for the Polk High School Panthers in the city championship game versus Andrew Johnson High School, including the game-winning touchdown in the final seconds against his old nemesis, "Spare Tire" Dixon. That was the special night that Eloise had lost her virginity to Hunter.

But here in the present, I was bent in half holding my abs, trying to breath and shake off the blow. Hunter, the former high school football player, delivered a clubbing forearm across my upper back. "Oooff!" I grunted. Since I hadn't gone down, I received another Popeye sized forearm club across my back from Hunter. This time, I was instantly brought to my knees at the Ranger's feet.

“Stay down!” the Ranger commanded.

Breathing heavily, the Ranger looked down at his opponent then gave a confident smirk as he took in the image of the muscleman kneeling before him.

The Ranger then dragged me to my feet again. He used a European uppercut to straighten me up. Then he stepped forward and threw his big arms around me again. He reached around my sweat soaked big chest, encircling me in another bearhug. He pressed his rock-hard body into mine, grinding our huge pecs, our muscular bellies, and our swollen crotches together.

The Ranger threw his big arms around me.
He reached around my sweat soaked big
chest, encircling me in another bearhug.

I grunted again as I felt my rib cage being crushed. I was having a hard time finding air to replace the void in my lungs. I yelped in frustration and pain.

The Ranger ratcheted up the intensity of his hold
while grinding his dick into my over-sized package

The Ranger growled ratcheting up the intensity of his hold while grinding his dick into my oversized package. “Yeah, boy – do you feel that? I be using that on Eloise tonight. When I'm through she won't have any doubts that I'm 100% man!” he taunted.

The Medal of Valor winner pressed his rock-hard
body into mine, grinding our bulging pecs,
our heaving muscular bellies, and our swollen
crotches together

The Soldier's previous attacks on my back and his barrage of body blows had taken their toll. The Soldier could feel me weakening in his mighty arms. He squeezed his clasp around my chest even tighter. He then inhaled deeply to swell the size of his own upper body. My tenuous grip around the Ranger started to slide apart, as I was no longer able to encircle the Ranger's increased circumference. Your beefy Mule's hold came undone. Now it was my turn to suffer in the bear hugging Ranger's powerful arms.

The Ranger could feel me weakening
in his mighty arms. He squeezed his
clasp around my chest even tighter,
making me suffer in his mighty bear hug

Eloise stared unblinkingly, completely engrossed in the brutal action. Her husband's face showed the intensity of the pressure he was using to squeeze his massive opponent into submission. Hunter had his big strong hands clasped tight around the small of Mule's back, He leaned back to hold Mule aloft while Mule leaned back in Hunter's powerful arms to try to alleviate the pressure on his lower back.

AHHHHHH!!! You're breaking my back!!!

Eloise saw her husband cinch his bearhug even tighter on me, driving our thick chests and erect nipples together which caused me to grimace and toss my head back, groaning in pain."AHHHHHH!!! You're breaking my back!" I groaned. The Ranger smiled as he looked up to view the anguished expression of the rival muscleman he was crushing against his equally muscular body. "That's the point, you candy-ass home-fronter," he said before applying even more pressure.

Watch, Eloise. Watch me crush your
lover-boy's big muscles into pulp!!!

"Keep watching, Eloise. I know you're enjoying this. Watch me crush all of your lover-boy's big muscles into pulp!" he roared in Eloise's direction.

Eloise was already fixated on the mammoth bodies of the giant musclemen. She looked up at their sweaty, heaving chests mashed together by the bearhug hold and observed the swell and pump the match had given their upper bodies. She saw her husband's muscles bulging as he tightened his mighty hug around my thick, sweaty torso. The lubrication between their bodies allowed Lt Hunter to slide his arms even more around my chest. Her gorgeous husband's massive arms swelled like twin pythons working in tandem to squeeze their prey

I grunted as I felt my rib cage being
crushed.

I was slowly but surely being squeezed into submission by my equally muscular adversary. I tried to summon the will to fight back, but I have nothing left. I am helpless in his grasp.

The Ranger growled ratcheting up the intensity
of his hold while grinding his horse-sized cock
into my over-sized package. Yeah, boy –
do you feel that? I be using that on Eloise tonight,
he taunted

“You wanna bury your face in my pecs? Be my guest!” the Soldier said, flexing his chest muscles, forcing my face deep into the deep sweaty cleft between his swollen pecs. When I raised my head to come up for air, my face was covered in the perspiration of the muscular military man’s sweaty cleavage.

Eloise saw her husband's muscles bulging as
he tightened his mighty hug around Mule's thick,
sweaty torso. Hunter had his big strong hands
clasped tight around the small of Mule's wide back

Her gorgeous husband's massive arms swelled
like twin pythons working in tandem to squeeze
their prey

Eloise was fixated on the mammoth bodies of the giant
musclemen fighting because of her!

Eloise looked up at the sweaty, heaving chests and swollen
crotches mashed together by the bearhug hold. Her husband's
face showed the intensity of the pressure he was using to
squeeze his equally massive opponent into submission

We are about the same size and equally muscular, yet her
muscle stud husband is kicking my ass

Hunter’s body looked magnificent,
the sweat gleaming and making his bronzed
physique's mighty muscles stand out.
Hearts of infatuation were flying around
the love-struck awe-struck gob-smacked
Eloise as her muscle stud husband took
her muscle stud lover to the CLEANERS!

I was being squeezed into submission by my equally muscular
yet even stronger adversary

My struggles became more feeble
and eventually ceased. I was limp
in my conqueror's mighty arms!

My struggles became more feeble and eventually ceased. Only when the Ranger felt my body go completely limp in his mighty arms – all except for my still iron-hard cock – did the Soldier finally release his bear hug allowing me to fall in defeat to the floor in a heap of broken muscles at the feet of the victor.

Eloise started in awe from the bed,
where she had watched the entire man to man battle
between the two musclemen rivals for her affection

Eloise started in awe from the bed, where she had watched the entire man to man battle between the rival musclemen. After I had told her about how great he had done in high school wrestling and how I had played Division D-1A football in college, about his success as a bodybuilder and then a powerlifter, and how he trained in MMA, she just figured with a great body like his, he would be some big tough fighter. But even with all his muscle and fighting skill, her Hunter had kicked his ASS! Hunter and I were about the same size and equally muscular, yet her muscle stud husband had taken me, the big bodybuilder to the CLEANERS! Hunter had wiped up the floor with my muscle-bound body! DAMN! It had been incredible. She had never seen anything like it.

She looked intently at her husband. He was out of breath and standing over your defeated Mule. Hunter was nude except for his jock strap. His back muscles and rib cage expanded and contracted as he breathed, his fists still clenched, while his opponent was collapsed into a pile of muscle at his strong feet. Her warrior husband was drenched in sweat, nothing moving except for Hunter's massive heaving chest and rapidly inflating and deflating musclegut. Then he raised his arms up in the air. Hunter’s body looked magnificent, the sweat gleaming and making his bronzed physique's mighty muscles stand out. Clad only in his jock, her husband looked like a victorious ancient gladiator.

Hearts of infatuation were flying around the love-struck awe-struck gob-smacked bish.

The Soldier had proved he was the stronger man by squeezing his wife's musclestud lover out cold.

Standing victoriously over me, his defeated foe. He was out of breath, his huge chest and rippling abs heaving for air. First he looked down on his unconscious opponent, admiring his handiwork. Then he looked up at his wife. Aaron smiled. "I hope you're not too disappointed, my dear..." Eloise looked adoringly at her Husband, as the continues! " Your big strong muscle stud might have looked like Tarzan, but he fought like Jane. Like most tough civilians he was soft and slow. His civilian gym rat muscle was just no match for my military skill and muscle!"

Ending

I had got my ass kicked. "Well, fuck. It's not like I didn't deserve a good ass kicking for fucking a Hero's wife while he was overseas making 'Murica safe," I told myself. My eyes were swollen shut and my legs still weren't working, but through the ringing in my ears, I heard a booming male voice say "Shall I take out the trash before I come to bed, Eloise? We don't want it laying about stinking up the place." I heard a female voice say "OMG, Hunter! What a man!! Please fuck me Hunter, fuck me hard with your big horse cock like the dirty whore I am...punish me for being a slut..." Yeah, the female was definitely Eloise.... Even though she hadn't answered his question, Hunter responded with "I will take that as a yes!" The Soldier slung the bulk of my broken body over his shoulder and took me out to the alley. The Soldier dropped me against the ally wall, next to the garbage cans. I had been wrecked. Finally my head was clearing. Hunter looked down and saw my eyes were open and I was moving.

That little sparring session was about the best homecoming
present I could have wished for.

Whoa, stay down buddy. Rest up for a bit!

Well, fuck. It's not like I didn't deserve a good ass kicking for
fucking a Hero's wife while he was overseas making 'Murica
safe, I told myself

"Whoa, stay down buddy. Rest up for a bit. Looks like you could have a concussion. And thanks! That little sparring session was about the best homecoming present I could have wished for. I don't know about you, but I've been waiting a long time for a challenge like you. I don't get many chances to go all-out, Full-strength, No holding back, against a man as big and as muscled as myself.

I hope you are interested in a rematch, Big Guy. But no wife this time. Like the matches I have with my fellow rangers on deployment. Hey, do you wrestle for op? You know, a stakes match, winner takes all and loser is a well fucked bitch...

Ummm..yeah, know sumthing about those.... I would be down for it I mumble out a response

Great! Hunter grins. I will be honest Mule, your the first stud I have fought in years that I almost had me beat. You might just be able to take me in that stakes match. I haven't had a big hard cock up my ass in so long I would probably beg and bleed like a virgin if do take my ass.....

And no hard feeling about you fucking my wife. I'm sure you were just one of a few dozen dudes she fucked while I have been on deployment. You know for yourself how much that little slut loves getting fucked. Just a little friendly advice, you might want to go to a clinic and have yourself checked. The way that bitch let's anyone with a big cock and some muscle bust inside her, you probably should start on some antibiotics. Get well, dude! Nice to have met you. Let's grab a beer sometime, I'll get your number from Eloise."

"Yes, sir... sounds good, Hunter - call me..." I reply hoarsely. I gave him a little salute, and said. "And thank you for your service!"