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The Old Valley Road Hotel.
By Wombat. ------------------------- Any constructive comments are appreciated. I'm at 'bungala_wombat@yahoo.com.au'. ------------------------------------
Chapter 5 part 7.
------------------------------------ Part 42: Valley Road Again. ------------------------------------
Derek rode his Harley-Davidson to the intersection of the highway with the top of Valley Road. He slowed as he considered taking the long way home along the twenty-kilometre (12-mile) loop to the old hotel and the garage. He decided against it. Scott was waiting for him. He took the short route over Brown's hill. Ringtail Springs was only a short distance away.
At the crest of Brown's Hill he stopped. He could see the town of Ringtail Springs spread out in the valley below. The buildings stood out brightly lit by the sun amongst the trees. Derek felt a pang of emotion. Somewhat to his surprise, he was happy to be coming home. Ringtail Springs was home now, even though he had only been living there two years.
As he rode down the hill, he remembered something that Hal had told him before Derek had recruited Fox.
"Teaching is like gardening. When you take on students, it is like going into a garden. You are going where there are young growing beings; they're fresh and enthusiastic. You need to nurture them and guide them into growing as strongly and flowering as beautifully as they possibly can. You do this by your inspiration and guidance and love. There is no need for force. Compulsion just simply does not work. You work with your student entirely through love and you can work the most wonderful transformations."
Derek had learnt much when he taught Fox to become a superman. Hal had stuffed Derek's head full of knowledge and information but it was the process of teaching Fox that allowed it to come together. While Derek was teaching Fox, Hal helped Derek enormously, passing on bits of information from his enormous fund of knowledge and wisdom and at the same time helping Derek to refine the education process.
Fox had grown and flowered brilliantly under Derek's tutelage. He was now a splendid superman. Derek had long got over his feelings of inadequacy in comparison with Fox. He was proud to have had Fox as a student, his first student. He loved Fox.
Fox had recruited Chainsaw. The two of them had in turn brought in Red and Roo. The four young supermen, after farewelling Derek the previous morning in Norwood, were now making contact with Razorback, Spanner, Butch and Hambone, who made up the remainder of their gang of street kids.
Soon enough the remaining four would too become supermen. Fox, Chainsaw, Red and Roo were looking forward to travelling over to Ringtail Springs with their four mates early in the New Year and helping Derek out with getting a community going in the Old Valley Road Hotel.
Derek anticipated seeing them all. He had given Fox access to his bank account to buy motorbikes for the other four.
Derek had plenty of money. When he had the big win in one of the New South Wales state lotteries two years ago, he had put his money in very safe but slow investments. When he was staying with Hal at the Mount Remarkable Community near Melrose, he had taken advice from some of Hal's financially minded friends. He had swapped his investments into a number of interesting companies run by community members and had also rearranged his affairs for taxation purposes. He now owned a significant share holding in Long Phat Kok and Company Proprietary Limited of Singapore. That was a very profitable company.
The result of his financial rearrangements was that his income after tax had quadrupled.
Derek was happy to be generous. He had given substantial sums of money to the communities of the Fellowship of the Way. Hal however reminded Derek that he would need money for founding the community at Ringtail Springs in the Old Valley Road Hotel.
He remembered fondly his parting from Hal.
Hal had hugged him and said: "Derek, I have stuffed your beautiful head with all I know. I know that you will use the knowledge wisely and well. I send you out into the world in the name of the Father and the Son and the Holy Spirit."
It was an oddly emotional moment.
The others all hugged Derek too. He climbed onto his motorbike and rode away. He turned onto Portrush Road and headed south towards the start of the freeway through the Mount Lofty Ranges.
Derek was ready for Scott. It had been a good trip across from Adelaide. He was able to consolidate his knowledge in the time. He looked forward to training up Scott to become a superman. God wanted Scott. Derek knew that. He was aware that everything had been set up to that end.
He knew Scott was waiting naked for him under the gum tree at the back of the garage on Valley Road with his cock stiff and dripping precum. He had switched on his invulnerability before he left Adelaide. It was going to be fun.
Derek had grown his cock to superhuman proportions again when Fox became superhuman. When erect his penis was 40 centimetres (16 inches) long and 7.5 centimetres (3 inches) thick. He knew that Scott would fit it all in up his arse and love it. Hal had rearranged Scott's insides before he had left with Derek for Melrose. That was seven weeks ago.
Derek rode his bike down the steep curving descent of Brown's Hill Road towards Ringtail Springs. He met no traffic. Soon he reached the Valley Road turnoff and rode along the bumpy winding old bitumen road. Tall gum trees grew close to the road.
When Derek reached the big white garage, he stopped and gave thanks telepathically to Yang for looking after the garage and hotel. Yang was proud to be of service to the superman.
Derek rode around to the back. He pretended not to see Scott under the gum tree out the back. The garage door was open so he rode straight in and parked his motorbike in between his Pajero and Scott's distinctive bright orange old Ford utility. He dismounted and looked around. He saw Scott struggling to get the sarong on over his huge erect penis under the gum tree. Scott was wearing his black leather work boots and his dark blue baseball cap as well as the useless sarong.
He strode merrily over to Scott who was blushing with embarrassment. Scott's huge erect two-foot (60-cm) penis pointed straight up towards the sky. Scott could not cover it with the sarong. It was too huge. Scott felt mortified as he watched the big muscular biker clad in black leather approaching him.
Derek grinned. He beamed love and good vibrations to ease Scott's discomfiture.
"Shit a brick, Scott!" he exclaimed. "You're absolutely bloody huge! Like, you're gi-normous! Beaut to see you, by the way."
Scott was tongue-tied. He was too embarrassed to speak.
Derek indicated Scott's huge stiff cock with a grin.
"Looks like you're pleased to see me. Fuck, that's a huge cock you've got there. It's big enough to fuck an elephant."
"Hi," muttered Scott weakly.
"You found Alfred, didn't you. I see you've made good use of him. He's turned you into an absolutely huge mountain of muscle with a huge fucking great cock. It's like a fucking cannon."
Scott nodded feebly. He gave a weak smile.
Derek cheerfully put his arm around Scott's enormous shoulders. He was beaming good vibrations to Scott and was bubbling with good cheer. He felt Scott's awkwardness and embarrassment diminish.
"Hey, let's see all of you, Scott. You might as well take that stupid thing off your middle. It's not hiding anything. Anyhow, I've seen lots of cocks before in my life. Yours would be one of the biggest though."
Scott fumbled with the sarong. He had difficulty with it. Derek whipped it off.
"You don't need that thing," he said with a grin. "Not with me."
He held up the sarong and inspected it.
"Bloody hideous, if you ask me," commented Derek. "Where did you get this thing?"
"My fucking aunt," replied Scott. "She gave it to me for Christmas years ago."
"Is that the fucking aunt you're not going up to Queensland to not spend Christmas with?"
"Yeah." Scott managed a smile.
Good, thought Derek. He's thawing nicely. Derek cast the sarong over the chair.
He looked over Scott's enormously muscular form. Scott was naked except for his work boots and old dark blue New York Yankees baseball cap. Derek walked around Scott and whistled. Scott really did look like a creation of 'HSMusclboy' or the artist known as 'N'.
"Scott, you are bloody huge, so bloody huge I'm having difficulty believing it," commented Derek. "You're bloody enormous all over. You're absolutely fucking magnificent. What fantastic muscles you have!"
He got Scott to flex his arms in an enormous and mind-boggling double biceps pose. Scott's arms mounded up into rounded mountain peaks of muscle. Both arms were thicker than most men's chests. Veins stood out all over Scott's arms and the rest of his mighty body.
Derek ran his hands over Scott's gigantic biceps muscle. It was huge and rock hard, 47 inches (120 cm.) of pure muscle. Scott relished Derek's touch. Derek ran his hands over Scott's huge arm, then his enormous shoulders and then his other arm. He ran his hands over Scott's massively muscled back then over the gigantic boulders of pectoral muscles. They formed a shelf that jutted out under Scott's chin. Deliberately he felt each of the eight hard mounds of abdominal muscle. Scott was rock hard all over. He rumbled with pleasure as Derek felt him all over.
Scott looked at Derek's powerfully muscled, black leather clad form. Derek was like a dream. He had magnificent muscles and was extraordinarily handsome.
"I...I..." stammered Scott.
"Want me to fuck you?" Derek finished off.
Scott nodded.
Derek ran his finger over the length of Scott's enormous penis. It was as stiff as a ramrod. The vein-covered shaft was four inches (10 centimetres) thick. A groan escaped Scott's lips.
Derek rubbed his hands up and down the length of Scott's huge stiff penis. He looked into Scott's eyes. Scott groaned. More precum trickled out of his piss slit. His sexual tension was excruciating.
"Let's fuck then," said Derek with a sexy smile.
Derek picked up the chair and they went inside the garage. Derek left the chair inside and pulled the garage door shut. He put the bolt in place locking the door securely.
He sprinted up the stairs. Scott followed him up very slowly and clumsily. His huge thighs only allowed him to progress up sideways. Derek came down again and leapt off the stairs down onto the floor. Scott admired his limber athleticism.
Derek came up to Scott, scooped him up in his arms and carried Scott's huge bulky body up the stairs. Scott marvelled at how easily Derek carried his massive body.
As Derek carried Scott through the doorway into the loft to the bed, he sang to the tune of the Bridal Chorus from Wagner's Lohengrin:
"Here comes the bride, Fair, fat and wide, She slipped on a banana skin And went for a ride."
Scott giggled as Derek lowered him onto the bed.
"How the hell can you carry me so easily?" he asked. "I weigh 303 kilos."
"No problem," said Derek with a grin. "I'm stronger than I look."
Scott looked at him with wonder. The big muscular biker clad in black leather looked awesome.
Derek looked down at Scott's huge naked form lying on his back on the black vinyl cover of the bed. Scott was incredibly enormous.
Derek unbuckled his pants and liberated his huge cock. Already it was ramrod stiff. Scott's eyes widened as he took in its enormous dimensions as the great big fleshy club jutted out from Derek's black leather pants.
"Big enough to fuck you?" asked Derek with a merry grin.
Scott nodded.
"How big is it?" he asked.
"Forty centimetres long and seven and a half centimetres thick," said Derek with cheerful pride. (16" x 3") "Happy with that?"
"Ooh, yeah!"
Derek lay down on the bed next to Scott and ran his hands over Scott's enormous body. He relished Scott's magnificent torso and the huge pectoral muscles that were like hard rounded boulders of muscle separated by a cleft that was a foot (30 cm.) deep. They were about 18 inches (45 cm.) across and formed a great big thick shelf of muscle under Scott's chin.
Scott's deltoid muscles were bigger than basketballs, huge great masses of striated muscle. His shoulders were gigantic. They were tremendously wide. He looked to be literally about a yard (metre) wide. Massive bulging convex trapezius muscles sloped up to his very thick neck that looked like it belonged to a champion show stallion. The neck was very thick at the base and tapered up to his jaw-line where it met the trapezius muscles.
His wide back muscles came out from his waist horizontally and curved up each side of his back to his shoulders forming a great big thick and massive shield of muscle. They gave it an almost rectangular appearance.
Scott's belly was a rippling mountain range of muscle. What an eight- pack it was. It looked like a rock wall as well as feeling like one, hard and solid. Each mound of abdominal muscle stood out about three inches (7.5 cm). There was a quite a deep cleavage down the midline of his abdomen, in which lay his belly button.
His arms were much bigger than most men's thighs. In fact they were bigger than most men's chests. The biceps muscles alone were enormous. They were as big as a body builder's whole arm, or a watermelon. His triceps muscles were like mountain ranges of muscle, hard and bulging.
His thighs were truly humungous massive columns of striated bulging vein-covered muscle. They were tremendously thick like tree-trunks and were shaped like giant hams.
His cock remained stiff and erect. It was so big that it would have done credit to a stallion. It was nearly two feet (60 cm) long and about four inches (10 cm) thick. It was huge, reaching up along the length of his torso almost up to his throat. It had a slight upward curve and it was covered with a network of veins. The cock head was a huge helmet made of hard flesh; it was the size and appearance of a large peach and a pinkish purplish colour. The skin was so tight that it was shiny. In fact all the skin on the penis was so tight it was shiny. Derek had locked it into a permanent erection.
Scott's balls were huge, bigger than bulls' balls. They both were about 20 centimetres (8 inches) long and had the shape of large fat emu eggs.
Derek delighted in feeling Scott's gigantically huge hard muscles. Scott was like a wet dream.
Derek ran his hands over the Scott's gigantic stiff hard cock. It was dripping precum. Derek licked the cock head, particularly around the piss slit. He relished the sweet musky taste of Scott's precum. Scott groaned with delight as he felt Derek's tongue rasping against his cock head. He quivered as Derek licked the exquisitely sensitive underside of the cock head.
Derek hoisted Scott's huge legs up to expose his arsehole. He licked around Scott's anal pucker. Scott moaned incoherently in sheer joy as he felt Derek's tongue rasping against his anus. It tickled and stimulated him tremendously. It felt better than when Rod did it. It was a wonderfully sensuous experience.
Derek felt Scott's anus loosen up. He licked the base of Scott's penis and stuck a finger into Scott's anus. Scott moaned with delight. He moaned even more when Derek tickled Scott's prostate. He writhed with pleasure. Derek sent loving relaxing vibrations to Scott and his anus loosed up even more. Derek stuck two more fingers into Scott's arsehole and continued stimulating Scott's prostate. Scott teetered on the edge of an orgasm but he could not come because Derek had locked it down. Derek spread his fingers stretching Scott's anal sphincters nicely. Scott moaned and groaned in the peak of sexual excitement. His gigantically muscular body trembled. Derek was enjoying himself stimulating this huge mountain of muscle to such sexual ecstasy. Very soon Scott's anus had loosened up enough to admit Derek's mighty long fat penis.
"Let's do this nice and easy for the first time," said Derek. "I'll fuck you from behind while you're lying on your side. OK?"
Scott nodded. His heart pounded with excitement.
Derek switched on a small repulsive force field all over his body so that it felt nice and slippery, especially his penis. That would slip easily into Scott's arsehole.
Derek got Scott to lie on his side with his legs raised so that his arsehole was nicely exposed. Derek lay behind him and positioned his ramrod stiff cock against Scott's anal opening.
"Ready, mate?" asked Derek.
Scott groaned incoherently. He was desperate with lust for Derek. Derek saw that. He knew Scott meant "YES!!!!".
Gently Derek pushed the head of his force field lubricated cock in through Scott's anus, stretching it considerably. Scott moaned with delight. What he had been daydreaming about for weeks was finally happening to him in reality. Derek was fucking him.
Derek slowly and gently thrust his penis in through Scott's anus with small strokes. Scott moaned as Derek worked more of his mighty cock into Scott's arsehole. Scott's anus was tight around the shaft of Derek's thick shaft. The huge muscles that packed Scott's pelvis pressed tightly against Derek's cock, holding it in a tight grip. The stimulation was wonderful. Further up inside Scott's abdomen the pressure lessened and up near the chest Scott's insides were exquisitely soft and sensuous as Derek's thrust up into them. The unguent balm that filled Scott's intestines made an excellent lubricant.
Finally Derek's cock was buried up to the hilt in Scott's arse. Scott was moaning softly. He was delirious with pleasure.
Derek got Scott to straighten up his legs and body. He gasped as the muscles inside Scott's pelvis and Scott's anus contracted and tightened on his cock even more. The stimulation was tremendous as he thrust into Scott. He had locked down his orgasm and he was going to enjoy this.
He put his arms around Scott's huge, massively muscled torso. He could not reach all the way around Scott's enormous chest. Instead he held onto Scott's rocklike abdomen that rippled with muscle. He delighted in feeling the hard cobblestones of Scott's muscular belly. The large hemispherical mounds of Scott's perfect bubble butt pressed into his groin and enveloped his thrusting penis.
Derek thrust his penis in and out of Scott's arsehole with long sweeping strokes. It was sheer delight. He pulled his penis almost all the way out until the cock head was held by the tightly stretched anal sphincters. Then he pushed the full length of his penis up into Scott's colon all the way up to his chest. Scott was blessed with a very long rectum. It was bliss for Derek to fuck such a man. When he was fully in, he could feel Scott's heart pounding against his cock head.
Scott was delirious with joy at feeling Derek's enormous penis thrusting up into him through his arsehole. His hypersensitive prostate was receiving an exquisitely pleasurable pounding. It was wonderful to feel Derek's huge cock filling him up inside. The sensation was breathtaking. He revelled in feeling so gloriously filled up. To feel Derek's huge thick stiff meaty appendage ramming up into his body was a most marvellous feeling. He loved having Derek's thick muscular arms wrapped around his waist and holding onto his belly.
His own gigantic cock was achingly stiff. His huge aching testicles felt so full that they might burst.
Derek released the block on Scott's orgasm. Scott's orgasm started immediately.
Scott felt something contract, then explode deep inside his pelvis from around Derek's thrusting cock. His groin churned massively. His balls contracted. Scott cried out as his hot semen boiled up out of his groin like lava and squirted out of his cock across the bed in thick white ropy jets.
Derek kept on plunging his cock deep into Scott's bowels while orgasmic tumult racked Scott's massively muscled body. Scott was as hard as a rock all over with his huge muscles tensed up. He yelled as semen gushed forth out of his cock. Feeling Derek's huge penis thrust into him while his orgasm continued was marvellous bliss. It spurred him on and on. It felt as good as on the workout bike.
Derek pumped energy into him prolonging his orgasm considerably. Scott thought his orgasm would never end. It was wonderful. He revelled in feeling the powerfully muscled, black leather clad Derek pumping his cock into him from behind. He was being swamped by a tsunami of an orgasm.
Derek released his orgasm. He thrust his penis into Scott's hugely muscled torso as deep as he could as he felt the muscles in his groin contracting explosively. It was sheer joy to feel his semen boil up out of his groin through his penis into the depths of Scott's vitals. He felt Scott's heart pounding against his cock embedded deep in the core of Scott's body right next to his heart. Thunderous orgasmic bliss roared over him like a giant wave. It carried him deep into Scott's being. Scott was delirious with ecstatic orgasmic bliss as Derek pumped energy into him. Derek revelled in pumping large quantities of his semen into Scott's freakily huge and muscular body.
Scott felt that Derek was melting into him. Derek's fingers dug into his rock hard cobblestone abdomen. It was as if he and Derek were melting together. This was a lot better than Rod. Rod was a poor fucker compared to Derek. Derek was a true champion of fuckers.
Scott felt a sudden twinge of guilt about his sex with Rod and Cave Bear. That diminished his orgasmic joy.
His orgasm dwindled and came to an end. Derek clutched him tightly while he continued to pump semen up his arse. Derek's throbbing cock felt marvellous inside him but the magic had stopped. He wished he could hold Derek in his arms.
Derek sensed Scott's disenchantment setting in. His orgasm slowed to a stop. He nuzzled the back of Scott's neck affectionately, then kissed him behind the ear. Scott shuddered with delicious delect- ation. Derek still held him tightly around the waist.
"That was fantastic, Scott," Derek whispered sensuously in Scott's ear. "I really enjoyed fucking you, you glorious great big huge fuckable mountain of muscle."
He nuzzled into Scott's curly black hair. He licked Scott behind the ear and on the neck. Scott shuddered with sweet delectation. They lay together with Derek's stiff cock still thrust up Scott's arse, enjoying the golden afterglow of glorious sex. Scott would have been blissfully happy if it were not for his troubling guilt.
After a while, Derek started gently thrusting into Scott once more. However, Scott wanted Derek to come into him from in front. He wanted to see Derek's face and feel his powerful and muscular body. He believed that Derek was the most beautiful man alive.
Derek withdrew his penis from Scott's rectum. It was unpleasant for Scott to feel Derek's beautifully fulfilling penis leave his body. He moaned when he felt the cock head leave his anus.
Derek knelt on the bed next to Scott, who thought that Derek's black leather form towered over him. Derek was still wearing his big heavy bike boots. Scott admired Derek's magnificently muscular torso. Derek's pectorals were like rounded boulders of muscle. His abdomen was a cobblestone pavement of muscle. His huge thick penis jutted out fully erect in front of him. It was covered with the pale yellow unguent balm that filled Scott's intestines. White drops of semen oozed from the end.
"On your back, mate," commanded Derek. "Legs in the air and spread them apart.
Scott obediently rolled over onto his back and did as he was told.
"I promise I won't hurt you. I'll be careful of you. I promise," said Scott diffidently.
"Don't worry, mate," said Derek with cheerful reassurance. "You can't hurt me. I'm a lot tougher than I look. It's OK. I'll be fine."
"You're sure?"
"Of course I'm sure. I wouldn't tell you otherwise. You can't hurt me even with those huge muscles of yours. So don't worry. Just lie back and enjoy the fuck."
So saying, Derek positioned his force field lubricated penis at Scott's anal entrance and pushed against it. Scott's anus opened up easily to admit Derek's apple-sized cock head. With a few thrusts Derek's penis was fully embedded up Scott's arse and deep into his torso. Derek felt Scott's heart beating hard against his cock head. He saw a great big happy smile spread over Scott's face.
"Ah!" moaned Scott. "You're so wonderful, Derek. You fill me up so much. Fuck me, Derek. Fuck me like I've never been fucked before."
Derek ignored the slip. He would deal with Scott's peccadilloes afterwards. He felt the overarching nimbus of the loving Presence of God. Scott was wanted. God wanted Scott to serve Him. God loved Derek.
Derek lay down on Scott's gigantic body between Scott's humungous thighs, sandwiching Scott's enormous hard two-foot (60-cm.) cock between himself and Scott's massive body. He buried his face in Scott's huge pectoral muscles. The midline cleft was a foot (30 cm.) deep. He pushed his tongue down the cleft. Scott moaned with pleasure. His huge body writhed. Derek licked a nipple on the great big boulder of pectoral muscle. They were already hard. He sucked on the nipple. The nipple was like the end of a finger in his mouth. It was quite big. Scott moaned with greater intensity as Derek sucked on the nipple.
Derek licked the underside of Scott's cock head. It was the size and shape of a large peach. It was huge. Scott groaned and writhed underneath Derek with delight.
Derek ran his hands over Scott's huge thick mighty arms, shoulders and chest. Scott was freakily huge and Derek was enjoying him. Derek rubbed his front against Scott's front, huge muscle against gigantic muscle.
He grasped Scott's enormous wide back muscles. They were massive, thick and almost rectangular in shape. He started fucking Scott seriously. He withdrew his penis partially and thrust it back in up Scott's rectum. He lengthened his stroke, almost withdrawing it completely until the cock head was held by Scott's anal sphincters and then ramming it in again. Fucking the massively huge mountain of muscle that was Scott was tremendous fun. His cock was exquisitely pleasured and stimulated as it swept up past Scott's prostate and his pelvic muscles up into the soft sweet pleasures of Scott's inmost being. He loved feeling Scott's heart beating against his cock head when it was fully thrust in.
Scott groaned with each stroke. The sensation was overwhelming. Derek's huge thick fat cock thrust up into him past his prostate and other internal organs. They all parted before the cock head sweeping into his inmost being. It was wonderful to feel it filling up his torso as it surged into him.
Scott's mighty arms tightened around Derek's chest. Derek was not the least bit worried. He was invulnerable. There was nothing Scott could do to hurt him. Scott marvelled at how hard and muscular Derek's leather clad form felt as Derek thrust his cock deep into his torso.
Derek looked into Scott's bright blue eyes that were blurry with bliss. He did not lock down Scott's impending orgasm. Scott's groans were becoming louder as his orgasm approached. His face reddened. Derek kept on thrusting mightily into him. Scott's fingers dug into the thick hard muscles of Derek's back through the black leather of Derek's jacket. Derek was invulnerable but Scott did not know that. To Scott, Derek felt like he was made of steel. Derek's muscles were incredibly hard and strong. Dimly Scott wondered how.
Then orgasm exploded within Scott. His groin churned massively around Derek's huge thick thrusting penis. His balls contracted. His hot semen erupted from deep inside his pelvis and gushed up the length of his penis out the end. Derek had it pointed away from his and Scott's faces. The semen gushed out past Scott's head.
Involuntarily Scott's huge arms clenched around Derek's black leather clad chest with a force that would have crushed a normal man to death. Derek revelled in Scott's iron grip as he kept on thrusting into him. Derek felt like a muscleman made of steel. Scott's orgasm was enhanced enormously by Derek thrusting his cock into him. Derek pumped energy into him prolonging his orgasm greatly.
Derek yielded himself to orgasmic bliss. It was sheer joy to squirt his semen deep into the core of Scott's huge massively muscled body. It was wonderful to feel Scott's heart pounding against his pulsating cock head. He revelled in filling Scott up with his love. Derek orgasmically wrapped himself around Scott and thrust himself deep into Scott.
Scott was delirious with bliss. Through the tumult of his orgasm he thought that Derek was a most wonderful fucker. He was much better than Rod. He felt a pang of guilt at the thought. It was made worse by the memory of Cave Bear.
Despite Derek pumping energy into him, Scott's orgasm waned and diminished. It ended. Derek continued pumping semen into him. Scott held the steel hard muscleman in his arms while Derek's orgasm continued. He loved feeling Derek's throbbing penis embedded deep inside him. But his orgasmic pleasure had come to an end.
Finally Derek's orgasmic climax ended. Derek lay blissfully on top of Scott's massive form with his penis embedded in Scott's torso. Scott's arms were wrapped gently around him.
Scott's mind did not open up to Derek and Derek was not able to switch on the telepathic sense within Scott. The process was blocked by the guilt that Scott felt about his sexual encounters with Rod and Cave Bear. It was like a broken down car blocking the road.
In the time sideline when Derek had fucked Scott before, Scott's mind had opened up sweetly and easily. Now it was blocked by guilt.
Derek released the spell on Scott's cock that kept it stiff. Almost immediately the huge penis lost its turgor. It lay limply between Derek and Scott like a large pink uncooked sausage.
Derek's penis slackened. He kissed Scott tenderly on the lips. Scott was feeling quite guilty. Derek's kiss went some way towards reassuring him.
Derek held Scott's head in his hands and smiled down at him.
"Since you've made such good use of Alfred, I'd better go and check it out," he said.
He extracted his penis from Scott's arsehole. Scott groaned.
"That felt fantastic inside me," said Scott. "It felt so good filling me up."
Scott ran his hands down Derek's front as Derek got up off the bed.
Derek removed his boots and stripped off his bike leathers. He stood naked before Scott who stayed reclining on the bed.
"That's better," Derek said. "These are a bit cumbersome, specially when fucking." He grinned. "I much prefer to do it naked."
"You look so sexy in your black leather bike gear," said Scott.
"You're bloody hot yourself, mate."
Derek made off towards the door to the stairway. Scott got up off the bed. He yawned and stretched his gigantically muscular body. Derek turned and looked admiringly at him.
"You're bloody magnificent, all 666 pounds of you," Derek said with a cheeky bright-eyed grin. "I love those huge muscles of yours."
Scott grumbled. He did not like being reminded of the numerical significance of his weight.
He followed Derek out of the door. He watched admiringly while Derek slid down the banister and vaulted athletically over the banister post.
He laughed. "You know, Derek, you did that one bloody well. I thought you're either going to get a splinter in your arse or crack your nuts on the post down there."
"Nah, not me," replied Derek with a grin.
He unstrapped his sausage bag from the back of his bike and sprinted back up the stairs. He slung the sausage bag inside the door of the loft. He extracted a laptop computer and a handful of cables from its bottomless recesses.
"OK," he said. "Let's see what Alfred's been doing to you."
He went through the bathroom into the secret room containing the workout bike. Scott followed.
Derek placed the laptop on the chair, connected it up to the workout bike and switched it on. He squatted down on the floor in front of it. When the screen lit up, Derek keyed in the passwords and logged into the workout bike. He keyed in further commands and displayed the log file from the workout bike on the screen.
With a smile he looked up at Scott who was standing beside him.
"Ramzilla! Is that you?" he asked.
Scott shuffled awkwardly.
"Yeah, that's me," he admitted reluctantly.
Derek looked him up and down.
"Good one. It suits you. Because size matters. You are absolutely fucking huge. Who thought that one up?"
"My sister," replied Scott.
"Your family call you that?"
"Well, my brothers and sisters do as well as half the fucking town."
"Ramzilla. Ramzilla. I like it. It suits you down to the ground." Derek laughed.
He examined the screen. "The subject was Ramzilla. Age is seventeen years old. Weight was 115 kilograms (253 lb.) with 65% muscle and 5% body fat. Was that you when you started?"
"Yep," replied Scott.
"Bloody impressive statistics, if you ask me, particularly for a seventeen year old."
"Well I guess it was that stuff you gave me before you left and the spell Hal cast on me."
"It was. You must have had a pretty impressive body before you started on this," said Derek. "You would have nice big bulging muscles. You would have been quite an eyeful."
"I was." Scott felt a bit awkward.
"But you wanted to get even bigger. And you did. You succeeded spectacularly well. Like I said, you're fucking gi-normous now."
Derek continued perusing the screen of the laptop.
"After your first session you went up to 140 kilograms (308 pounds). Shit! That's more than what I weigh. That's a gain of 25 kilos (55 lb.) of solid muscle. Quite a bit! It says here that you injected the muscle growth enhancer, that purple stuff into yourself. That was on the Thursday."
Scott did not reply. He was speculating what Derek was thinking.
Derek said as he read Scott's thoughts: "Don't worry about it. It's there to be used. And it's fine that you've been using it."
Scott relaxed.
Derek continued reading down the screen. The machine listed all the materials used. It was quite substantial but Derek saw no need to mention that to Scott.
"After your second session on Friday morning you went up to 150 kilograms (330 lb.). That's a lot. You would have been quite impressive."
Scott grinned.
Derek scrolled down the log file again.
"You had another session Friday afternoon. You injected the muscle growth enhancer into yourself again. That put you up to 170 kilos (374 lb.). That's as big as Hal is! And he's huge."
"Yeah, and I had 26-inch (66-cm) biceps too," said Scott proudly.
"You would've."
Derek went on reading the log.
He said: "On your fourth session yesterday morning you went up to 218 kilograms (480 pounds) after injecting yourself with two syringes full of muscle growth enhancer. That's a big gain, 48 kilos (106 lb). You would've been pretty massive then, I imagine."
"Yeah, I was. I had 28-inch biceps (71-cm) then," Scott said with a grin. He was loosening up.
Derek scrolled down the log.
He looked up at Scott.
"According to this you got up to your current freaky massive size of 303 kilograms (666 pounds) yesterday afternoon after injecting yourself with forty-one syringes full of muscle growth enhancer. That's one hell of a lot," said Derek.
He looked at the screen again.
"It says here you were going into muscle meltdown when you came to Alfred. You bloody nearly died. You were bloody lucky that Alfred was programmed to deal with such an eventuality. You would've been dead if he hadn't. What possessed you to stick forty-one syringes full into yourself?"
"I just wanted to get really big," mumbled Scott. His voice was thick with embarrassment.
Derek raised an eyebrow. "You sure did. And you bloody nearly killed yourself in the process. I reckon you won't be doing that again in a hurry. It says here that Alfred was able to repair all the damage and grow your muscles into the enormous size that they are now. Well, now you're one hell of a big muscle freak. Happy?"
"Dunno," Scott mumbled unhappily. "I dunno what people are gonna think when they see me."
"They going to think you're the hugest fucking great big muscle freak in the world," Derek said brightly. "Don't worry. I can keep you out of sight until you slim down, if you want. We can program Alfred to slim you down quickly, like reverse what he did to you before. If that's what you want."
Scott shrugged his shoulders noncommittally.
Derek continued reading.
He looked up at Scott again.
"It says here in the log that Alfred found semen in your arsehole and it's from a foreign source. I wonder where that came from?"
"Where? What do you mean?" Scott reddened with confusion and embarrassment.
Derek calmly indicated the place on the screen of the laptop. "I mean that Alfred did a DNA check on the semen in your arsehole and it does not match your DNA. It came from somebody else."
"I...I..." Scott stammered.
"You remember just before we left, Hal warned you not to have sex with anyone else until I get back? He said you could queer things up horribly for yourself, like get yourself into a difficult situation. Look, Scott, I'm willing to help you get out of any difficult situations you've got yourself into, but I need to know what I'm dealing with. I need to know who else is involved and what is likely to happen, like what are the consequences of you screwing around. Hal's not suddenly going to appear and roar hell out of you. And I'm not going to roar hell out of you either. I just need to know what I'm dealing with. Scott, you've got to be straight with me if you want me to help you out."
Derek judged that getting Scott to make a full confession was the best way of removing the block caused by Scott's guilt. Hal concurred telepathically.
Scott was red-faced. He shifted uneasily.
"Look, Scott," Derek continued soothingly. "I've learnt a lot about human nature. Hal's a great teacher and I've learnt a lot from him. I know how to smooth things out if they get difficult. I'm here and I'm willing to help you. I know you've been screwing around, or rather someone's been screwing you. It says here that you had someone else's semen squirted up your arsehole."
He looked up at Scott meaningfully then looked down at the laptop screen. He opened up another window and typed in more commands to check on Alfred's status. Alfred was linked by the satellite dish in the roof to the main computer at Mount Remarkable. Derek had been asked to check on Alfred directly to see that everything matched up correctly. He checked telepathically with the people at the Mount Remarkable Community and everything was fine.
Scott was in an agony of indecision.
Derek let him stew while he investigated the status of Alfred's many components. Without a word he squatted naked at the laptop and typed in commands. He brought up colourful graphs and pie charts on the screen and perused them.
"Er...Derek, are you mad at me?" Scott asked hesitantly.
"No. Of course not." Derek smiled reassuringly up at Scott. "It's no skin off my nose if you've been screwing around. After all, you and I have just been having really beaut sex together and I got the feeling you're no virgin, at least when it comes to guys. But, hey, I'm not worried. It's your life. You're free to screw it up. But I'm willing to help you out if things do get sticky."
Derek beamed good vibrations to Scott to help him feel more relaxed and comfortable. Telepathically he encouraged Scott to be open with him. He knew that God wanted Scott.
Scott took a deep breath and made the plunge.
"Er, there was this Yank I hooked up with at the swimming pool at Willabalangaloo. This was yesterday morning when I took your four- wheel-drive for a spin like you asked in your note."
Derek made encouraging noises.
Scott went on. "He wanted to take photos of me. He was really rapt with my huge muscles. That was when I was too heavy for your scales. They stopped and made a funny noise at 204 kilos (449 lb). I hope I didn't break them."
"Don't worry. I can always treat myself to a new set if I need to. They were cheap and second-hand anyway and they've been knocked around a bit."
"Thanks. Anyway I went around to the farmhouse he was renting just out of town. He took photos of me with my bathers on and then of me with nothing on. He thought my muscles were really fantastic. I had 28-inch (71-cm) biceps and my chest was 69 inches (175 cm). You said Alfred got me up to 218 kilos (480 lb). He was really turned on by my muscles. He really wanted to have sex with me so I let him fuck me."
"Did you like it?"
"Oh, yeah! I sure did. It was bloody tremendous to feel his dick up my arse."
Scott told Derek all about the previous day's encounter with the American. He said that the American was a gay porn star and knew what he was doing. It was the first orgasm the American had for a very long time. Scott had come many times and the American had come twice up his arse. He allowed the American to insert a butt plug up his arse as something to remember him by. The American had given him twenty thousand dollars for his trouble because Scott had given him such a good time.
Scott briefly mentioned the thunderstorm when he was returning home and said that he got sick of the butt plug and had thrown it into the floodwaters.
"Who was this guy?" asked Derek.
"He said he was Rod Boylin or Hot Rod Boylin," replied Scott.
"I know about him. In fact I used to have a whole lot of gay porn DVDs that he featured in. He was a good-looking bloke with a really nice muscly body, I thought. In fact I used to think he was really hot. I reckon I must have been half in love with him. Anyway I got rid of all my porn DVDs."
"Why?"
"I got really depressed after Mark left. I had to kick him out because we got into a fight. He was bloody impossible to live with. Anyway watching these DVDs with Hot Rod Boylin rooting all these good- looking blokes made me get really badly depressed. I wasn't getting much sex at all. About the only way for me to get any was with Mrs Hand and her five daughters. Yeah. And the dildo up my arse."
Scott laughed.
Derek continued. "So one day a few weeks after Mark went I burnt all my DVDs. I just got jack of them. I couldn't bear to watch them any more. You know that old cast iron incinerator at the back of the hotel. Well, I stoked up a nice old fire in it and tossed all the DVDs into the fire. You should have seen all the black smoke they made when they burned."
"How many DVDs did you burn?"
"About fifty odd. It was about two and a half grands worth."
"Shit! What a waste!" exclaimed Scott.
"I just didn't want them any more. I couldn't be bothered trying to sell them. I just wanted to get rid of them as quick as possible. I didn't know you'd be interested."
"Yeah! I couldn't have watched them at home though. Fuck! I would have got into a shit load of trouble."
"Just as well I didn't give them to you then," laughed Derek.
Scott smiled ruefully.
"So Hot Rod Boylin gave you twenty grand for letting him root you," said Derek. "That's a lot of money."
Scott grinned.
"There's a word for that," Derek continued. "And that's prostitution."
The grin vanished from Scott's face.
"But...but..." stammered Scott.
"But the fact is you sold yourself to Hot Rod Boylin for money," Derek went on mercilessly. "You let Rod stick his dick up your arse and let him take photos of you naked for twenty thousand dollars. That's prostitution. Sure, twenty thousand dollars is a lot of money to pay for a root. That's probably a few hundred to a thousand times what a guy would get peddling his arse in Sydney. Rod was extremely generous. There's no doubting that. But, Scott, what value do you place on yourself?"
"I...I..." Scott did not know what to say.
"What do you think you are worth, Scott?" Derek asked a rhetorical question. Scott had no answer.
Derek continued. "You cannot value a human life in monetary terms. Any attempt is meaningless. At the risk of sounding like a preacher, I tell you that God values human beings really highly. You are worth heaps. And your value cannot be measured in terms of dollars and cents, or for that matter in gold bullion. If you sell your body, you cheapen yourself. You place a value on yourself that is far lower than your real worth. I reckon it's a lot better to have sex for nothing and have lots of fun rather than sell yourself to other people for money."
Scott looked glum. He liked Derek. However, this new, muscular and assertive Derek took a lot of getting used to. Clearly Hal had a huge influence on him.
Derek stood up and put his arm around Scott's huge shoulders.
"Look, mate, I do care about you a lot," he said. "However, Scott, you must realise that all your actions have consequences. Part of becoming a man means facing the consequences of your actions. When you were a kid, your parents protected you from all the consequences of your actions. But now that you're a big fellow, you have to face them yourself. I'm willing to help you manage the fallout of your actions for the time being, but you're going to have to learn to stand on your own two feet like a real man."
He continued. "Hal told you not to have sex with anyone until I got back. What bothers me is that you completely ignored his warning or advice or whatever you want to call it. What I need to do now is plan out how we're going to deal with the potential fallout of you screwing around."
Derek looked into Scott's blue eyes. Scott felt that Derek's brown eyes were boring into his inmost being and reading his every thought. Derek was, but Scott did not know that. Scott felt uncomfortable but reassured.
Derek said: "Scott, you may like to know that Alfred tested the semen that Rod squirted up your arsehole. He did not find any sign of the AIDS virus in it."
"Whew," said Scott relieved. "Rod told me that he was clean. He had to be because of his job."
"And you believed him! You trusted him with your life and future health. What if he was lying? "
"Oh shit!" groaned Scott. "I thought he'd be alright."
"In this case, yes, he was alright. Alfred also tested Rod's semen for other nasty infective bugs like gonorrhoea and syphilis. He found no sign of anything nasty. Rod was clean as a whistle, lucky for you. Scott, you took a real risk trusting a complete stranger to screw you without a condom. You could have been very unlucky and picked up some really nasty bug."
"Thank God he was clean," said Scott with relief.
"Now there is the issue of the photographs that Rod took of you," said Derek. "He took photos of you naked and you had a stiffy?"
Scott nodded.
"And it was a big one too," said Derek.
Scott smiled wanly.
"What is Rod going to do with those photos?" asked Derek.
"Dunno," replied Scott. It was an awkward question with frightening implications. He had not thought about this before.
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