"AWWWWWW GOD, you blasted fuckeroos!!!" professional bodybuilder, Titus Humphreys babbled through trembling lips...
...as his clamped nipples began heating up...AGAIN...
...for what seemed to the colossally built muscle man, the umpteenth time that late afternoon...
"Turned the electronic tit clamps on my nipples on again!!! AWWWWWW GOD, when my cock gets hard this time, please, PLEASE, I'm begging you guys, make me cum this time!!!"
One of the two men in the room, or, to be more precise, in the room that was made up and fashioned to look like a medieval torture dungeon, grinned at Titus as he held the remote control in his hand, which controlled the electronic tit clamps on the muscle man's nipples, said, "Not yet Titus good boy you are, not yet..." and to be spitefully sadistic he pressed a button on the remote control...
...which caused the tit clamps to heat up and vibrate all the more...
"AWWWWWW GODDDD, no fair you fucker!!!" Titus ranted and stood quivering in the iron shackles and chains on his feet and around his neck and his hands chained behind him that held him fast, secure, and in place...
...all his great muscularity and massive strength useless to him at that moment...
"Every time you vibrate and heat up my damned man tits I get all hard in the cock...AND I NEED to cum!!! You fuckeroo bastards!!!"
Looking down at Titus's cock and balls, as they hung out of the shredded front of his blue posing trunks, the second guy in the room chuckled, sounding totally merciless, and said, "Yes Titus good boy you are, so it would appear at that...
...and true to your word, your cock is engorging and stiffening...
...AGAIN...
"How many times does that come to since we have you here?"
Through clenched teeth the helpless bodybuilder seethed, "I've lost count you fuckeroos!! And as for what you just called your having me here, that translates into the fact that you and your dopey buddy there have kidnapped my ass!!! AWWWWWW GOD, my man tits, my POOR man tits!!"
"HEH, kidnapped your ass is right, and the rest of you as well, and look at how your cock is inflating again!!" the second guy in the dungeon room laughed.
"And how are your balls feeling at this round, Titus good boy you are?" the guy holding the remote control asked the captive bodybuilder.
"Like I've got the biggest bluest case of blue balls ever known to mankind," Titus panted breathlessly, as his newly totally erect and at least nine inches of tube steak stuck out entirely stiff...
...and once again that late afternoon, dribbling massive dollops of pre cum. "At the very least dudes, tell me why, WHY, you're doing this to me!!"
"HEH, let's just say it's all in the name of one of your competitors in your upcoming weightlifting competition winning Titus good boy you are," the guy who was not holding the remote control answered Titus' question.
"That makes no sense whatsoever!!" Titus railed and shook in his shackles and chains.
"Correct Titus good boy you are, it makes no sense at all, it makes dollars, dollars, dollars upon dollars for us, when you lose your next upcoming weightlifting competition," the guy not holding the remote control again responded to Titus.
At the sound of the super handsome, well-built guy mentioning his next and upcoming weightlifting competition, Titus was able to take a small feeling of comfort in the fact that he would be competing...
...which translated to him that his two kidnappers would eventually let him go...
...but in the meantime, there was still the torture to endure that they were subjecting him to...
...and it was the strangest form of torture he had ever heard of...
...to cause his cock to engorge via the electronic tit clamps fastened to his enormous nipples...
...and then, THEN, not allow him to shoot his load...
...and next to turn off the vibrating tit clamps so his erection would subside...
...only to, within a few minutes turn the vibrating heated tit clamps back on again and get his cock all worked up and "painfully at that point", erect yet again...and NOT allow him to cum...
What a case of edging this was he was being forced to endure the bodybuilder thought miserably...
"AWWWWWW GAWD, FUCK!!!!" Titus panted crazily as the heated vibrating tit clamps tortured his nipples and his cock was inflating, as if it were a balloon...
...and his testicles, churning and aching in their sac, hung lower than ever before in all his 25 years of life...
"My, my next weightlifting competition is tomorrow night at Sutton Hall!!" the bodybuilder gasped, sweating now, his godlike body glistening... "and I'm competing against my bodybuilder bud, Adonis...AWWWWWW, FUCKKKK, feels awful what you guys are doing to me here!! I can't stop getting hard, YOU FUCKEROOS!!!"
Fuckeroos, where in all fucks did you ever come up with that, Titus good boy you are?" the guy not holding the remote control asked the captive bodybuilder.
"If you must know, it dates back to when I was a kid, just like when people, you two bastards included, call me Titus good boy you are, AWWWWWWWW!!!!" Titus replied, as his flagpole of an erection bobbed up and down in front of him, droplets of pre cum oozing from his piss slit. "But what does this that you're doing to me here have to do with me competing against Adonis tomorrow night?"
"All will be explained to you in due time, Titus good boy you are," the guy holding the remote control responded this time.
Then, the guy not holding the remote control grinned devilishly at his partner in crime, and said, "Hey Otis, before we turn off the tit clamps this time and deflate his erect cock again, let's work his nuts a bit. I bet that'll get some good sounding grunts out of Titus good boy here, Titus muscle head..."
The guy with the remote control slipped the device into a back pocket of his jeans, smiled at his buddy, and said, "Sounds like a plan to me, Cleeve."
As the two men, who at least Titus knew were named Cleeve and Otis, (which really did him no good at all), hunkered down at the bodybuilder's dangling on display testicles, he pleaded, "AWWWWWW NO, no you fuckeroos!!! Not my balls!!!
They're real sensitive on a normal basis! But with what you bastards have been doing to my cock via my poor man tits my balls will be even MORE sensitive...and...AWWWWWWW FUCCKKKERRROOOOOS!!!"
Titus' tirade was cut short as Cleeve and Otis each slurped one of his kiwi-sized testicles into their mouths...
...and began by swirling their big tongues round and round them...
"AWWWWW, as if I said nothing, you monsters from hell!!!" Titus roared. "I'm not like most guys who love to have their balls worked over this way! I even make sure my girlfriend doesn't go near my balls when she sucks my cock...AWWWWWWW FUCK, pain you lowlife bastards!!"
After soaking the bodybuilder's balls with their saliva, Cleeve and Otis graduated to sucking Titus' gonads, and applying immense pressure to them at the same time...
...which to the muscle boy's surprise caused his engorging cock to inflate all the more...
Looking down through tear-filled eyes he watched as even bigger droplets of pre cum oozed from his piss slit...
"FUCKEROOS!" Titus panted miserably...
...as next, his two captors went to work chewing on his balls...
"AYYYYYYYYY, PLEASE, PLEASE, stop this!!!" the bodybuilder reeled, rattling again in his chains. "I can feel that shit in my man tits...and it doesn't feel good!!!"
But instead of heeding the young man's pleas, Cleeve and Otis chewed and sucked even harder on Titus' testicles, causing his head to spin into a reverse orbit of sorts it seemed...
Through clenched teeth, Titus shilled, "REEEEEEEERRRRHHHHHH!!!!"
A good (bad?) fifteen minutes later, Titus' captors ceased torturing his balls and got back to their feet in front of him.
"Okay Otis, turn off the tit clamps again," Cleeve ordered and Otis did as he was told, showing the captive bodybuilder who it was that was in charge here.
"NO, NO...make me cum, come on you guys!" Titus pleaded. "Every time you make my cock go soft after getting it all jacked up it feels awful!"
Cupping the bodybuilder's chin in one big hand, Cleeve said, "Titus good boy you are, you're not here to feel good...HA!"
Titus pulled his chin out of Cleeve's hand and barked in the man's face, "You can say that again you fuckeroo! Ever since you two kidnappers earlier captured me out of the gym locker room I haven't felt good...AT ALL!!!"
And as his cock deflated once more, Titus, in an attempt to not concentrate on the awful pain he was feeling, allowed his tortured mind to return to the scene of the crime, namely, when Cleeve and Otis had managed to easily capture him in the locker room of the gym where he had been working out that afternoon...
It was him and his two personal trainers, Dave and Neil, in the locker room, standing in front of Titus' locker before the bodybuilder would strip out of his posing trunks, sneakers and calf length white sweat socks to hit the showers...or so Titus thought...
"Man, thanks for that two hour intense workout you two just put me through," Titus said as he dialed the combination on his lock. "There's no way I won't beat Adonis at tomorrow night's weightlifting competition. I feel so pumped up that my muscles seem to be flexing involuntarily."
"Well, that is what you pay us for Titus good boy you are," Dave said and ruffled the bodybuilder's sweat soaked hair.
"Plus we like seeing you win, I have no doubt you'll be heading to the next Olympics," Neil added. "But if you want to achieve that you have to really do everything we tell you and subject you to. Is that clear?"
"It's clear bud," Titus said as he then pulled his locker door open. "And I would expect you guys, as my trainers to put me through torturous workouts, not just so I can beat Adonis tomorrow night, but like you just said Neil, to get me to the next Olympics. That would be a dream come true for me."
"Good attitude Titus good boy you are," Neil said. "And from what me and Dave here heard, lots of people are betting on you to win tomorrow night."
Titus grinned from ear to ear, and said, "Those people who bet on me are going to be very happy, and maybe very rich after I thwart Adonis' ass...HEH..."
"Anyway, we'll be on our way so you can get showered and into your street clothes, Titus good boy you are," Dave said as the bodybuilder opened his locker to get his toiletries for his upcoming shower...or so Titus thought...
"Okay guys, and thanks again for a great workout," Titus said as his two trainers turned to leave him alone. "Hey, aren't you guys forgetting something?"
"Oh yeah," Dave said, and the two trainers each gave Titus' BIG nipples a good squeeze and twist each, sending chills through the young bodybuilder.
"AHHH, nice, always brings me luck to win a competition when my man tits are squeezed and twisted," Titus said as the two trainers let go of his nipples. "Thanks buds..."
Chuckling, the two personal trainers walked off and left the locker room...
"Now for a nice semi warm shower to really get my muscles working," Titus mused as he bent down unlaced his sneakers, shucked them off his feet, peeled off his sweat sopped white sweat socks, stuffed them in his sneakers and stood straight back up again...
He reached into his locker for his shower shoes, dropped them to the floor and slipped them onto his gigantic feet.
THEN...
It was as he was reaching for his waterproof satchel of toiletries that from out of the blue, from behind him, Titus was pushed forward by two strong pairs of hands...
...pushed forward to the point that his head literally landed in his locker...facing forward...
"HOOOOOFFFFF!!!" Titus grunted in surprise, thinking it was his two personal trainers having some mean fun with him. "What is this you guys? I thought you left..."
But before the bodybuilder could even make an attempt to pry his head out of the locker he felt a hand pressed against the back of his head...and pushed his head forward further into the locker, so that his forehead hit the end of the inside of the locker...
"OWWWWWWW, what the fuck you guys???" Titus reeled...
...and then heard an unfamiliar male voice meanly say, "Looks like he needs another good blow..."
And with that, Titus felt his head pulled back...and then pushed forward again againsty the end of the inside of his locker...
"UHHHHHHH!!!" the bodybuilder reeled this time and fell backward...
...into the strong arms of two men...
"HA, the bigger they are the harder they fall," one of the men said.
Then, in a stupor, Titus felt himself hoisted off the floor between the two men...
...and carried unseen out the back door of the locker room and to a van that was parked behind the gym...
When the bodybuilder came fully back to consciousness he found himself being balanced on his shower shoes clad feet, while two men that he had never seen before in his life were quickly chaining him into a standing position via his ankles, his wrists chained behind him...and a chain around his neck as well...
"HEY, HEY!!! Who are you guys??? And what the fuck are you doing to me???" Titus babbled, shaking his head from side to side and taking in the sight of his two captors...
...and then he gulped hard when he took in the sight of the room fashioned as a medieval dungeon that he was in...
"What is this shit??? You two have kidnapped me!!! HOLY FUCKAROOS!!!"
"Relax Titus good boy you are," the guy on his left side said with a grin. "This is all in the name of professional bodybuilding."
"RELAX??? You expect me to relax???" Titus ranted and rattled in his chains. "Fuck, I'm all chained up here!"
"With one more set of implements to come," the guy on the bodybuilder's right side said, him also grinning.
Once Titus was chained to the floor and well-balanced, the two men stepped in front of him, hunkered down at his massive-sized nipples and slurped one of them each into their mouths...
"AWWWWWWW, AWWWW fucks, fuckaroos, got guys working my man tits here!!" the young bodybuilder seethed, his cock, still in his intact posing trunks, instantly reacting. "HEY, only my trainers get to work my man tits...it's for good luck! Stop sucking and chewing my man tits, NOW!!!"
But instead the two men feasted heartier and more and more energetically on Titus' nipples, really sucking and slurping the fucking fucks out of them...
"UHHHHHHHH!!!! Always gets me all hard in the cock when my girlfriend works my man tits!" Titus grunted. "Never thought two guys working them would have the same effect...FUCKEROOS!!!"
"Man tits don't know one mouth from another," one of the men laughed and quickly sucked Titus' nub back into his mouth and resumed his work on it.
After nearly fifteen minutes of continuous work on his nipples, the two men ceased what they were doing. As his nipples tingled and his then erect cock twitched in his posing trunks, Titus watched the taller of the two men reach into his jeans pocket...
...and he brought out the strangest looking pair of tit clamps the bodybuilder had ever seen...
...as at the same time the shorter, dopey looking guy brought a remote control device out of his jeans pocket...
"What is this???" Titus asked softly...
...and then, without a word, the guy holding the tit clamps snapped them meanly and tightly onto the bodybuilder's nipples.
"ARRRRRRRRHHHH!!!! Oh holy shit, FUCKAROOS you guys are!" Titus screamed in the sudden pain.
The two men watched in glee as Titus suffered the effects of the nipple clamps...
...meaning a mixture of pain and ecstasy as he writhed in the chains that held him fast and in place...
A few seconds past and then Titus watched in total helplessness as the bigger of the two men stepped in front of him, grabbed the front of his posing trunks, and in one fast yank downwards, shredded them, causing the bodybuilder's erect cock and big testicles to flop out and onto total display...
"OH FUCKAROO you are destroyed my posing trunks!" Titus roared next. "What's the point of all this you two???"
Instead of offering an explanation to the bodybuilder's question, the dopey looking guy pressed a button on the remote control device he was holding...
...and to Titus' surprise, the tit clamps on his nipples began vibrating...AND heating up...
"AWWWWWW SHIIIITTT, what is this torture???" the captive bodybuilder panted at the two men.
"Well, you see Titus good boy you are, very soon, because of the way those electronic tit clamps are working your nipples, your cock will be rock hard, your balls will hang low...and very quickly at that..." the bigger of the two men said, smiling evilly at the suffering bodybuilder. "And once you're hard as the man of steel you'll want to, no doubt, shoot your load..."
"You bet I'll want to shoot a load, when my man tits are worked and I get hard I can shoot a few loads!" Titus reeled. "It's part of the reason my girlfriend works my man tits...but she doesn't torture them like you two are doing right now...FUCKAROOS you guys are!"
"And just as we thought," the bigger guy went on. "Because you see Titus good boy you are, once you're hard and your balls are low hanging...we're not, NOT going to let you shoot your load. What we're going to do once you're hard and dripping pre cum we'll turn off the electronic tit clamps, your cock will go soft...and then we'll turn the electronic tit clamps back on and get you hard all over again...and then turn them off again...and on again...over and over..."
Titus' eyes popped open as wide as saucers. He looked at the bigger of the two men, and whispered through trembling lips, "But-but- that will drive me crazy..."
"A big strong muscle boy like you will survive it Titus good boy you are," the bigger guy said, and then...
...he and his buddy watched as Titus's cock began its journey to erection...
...an erection that would know no relief...for a good (bad?) long while...
As his cock engorged Titus moaned in a man's passion...and pain...
Now, the captive bodybuilder allowed his mind to return to the present...
He looked down at his manhood and saw that his cock had again gone soft...
...and he STILL hadn't shot a load...and true to his word, he was beginning to feel like he would lose his mind...
As the not vibrating now tit clamps cooled down, but continued to chew the beef of Titus' nubs, he looked up at the ceiling and whispered, "Cum...need to cum...please next time let me cum..."
As the captive bodybuilder pleaded his case, Cleeve stepped up to him, grabbed his chin and lowered his head so they were looking at each other, face to face...
"One more time Titus good boy you are," Cleeve said, moving his face close enough to the bodybuilder's to kiss his lips...and Titus had the distinct feeling that the man was going to kiss him, but he felt it would be the goddamned kiss of death... "One more time we'll engorge that cock of yours...and then you'll cum...and cum...and cum..."
"I-I guess then I should say thank you," Titus whispered in Cleeve's face, his lips grazing the man's as he spoke.
"HEH, after you cum the cum you're going to cum Titus good boy you are, you won't be thanking us at all, seeing as after you cum your energy will be sapped...totally sapped..." Cleeve teased the captured bodybuilder. "That's why we did what we did to your cock...and at tomorrow night's weightlifting competition, our boy Adonis will win hands down..."
Before Titus could voice his rage over the twisted turn of events that he had been kidnapped for, Cleeve hooked a big hand around the back of the young man's neck and clamped his mouth down on the bodybuilder's...
...and to his total shock, the bodybuilder found himself responding to Cleeve's kiss...
...the kiss of death as he had called it...
...and as he and Cleeve locked lips and tongue battled Titus thought about how his trainers had told him how all bets were on him to win the competition tomorrow night...
BUT NOW, now with what Cleeve and Otis had done to him, he knew that once he shot the load that was pent-up in his chock filled testicles he would indeed be sapped...and chances were that Adonis would win for sure...FUCKAROO!!!
When Cleeve stepped away from Titus he looked at Otis, grinned, and said, "Turn up the tit clamps one more time Otis..."
"AWWWWWW NO, NO..." Titus pleaded. "Now that I know what your plan is, please stop this and let me go...I don't want to cum after all!"
As the tit clamps came to vibrating and heated life and as Titus' cock again began engorging, his two captors laughed and laughed...
...and this time, as the bodybuilder's cock inflated to an erect state, Cleeve and Otis again hunkered down at his aching testicles...
...and began mouth working one of them each...
"AWWWWWWW, NO, NO..." Titus pleaded miserably. "All of this is going to make me cum like never before in all my twenty-five years...you miserable fuckeroos!!!"
Otis stopped working Titus' testicle that he had in his mouth, looked up at the chained and helpless muscle boy and said, "True that, Titus good boy you are...the upcoming blast you're going to experience is definitely going to be one for the history books...HEH..." and with that, Otis sucked the captive bodybuilder's testicle back into his mouth...
"HUHHHHHH!!!!!!" Titus gasped, squeezed his eyes shut...
...and thought about how he was screwed, totally screwed where winning the next night's competition was concerned...
After mouth-working and mouth-torturing the bodybuilder's testicles to the point where they appeared to be the size of golf balls, Cleeve and Otis let Titus' gonads slip out of their mouths...
Looking down at the two men still hunkered by his swollen and aching testicles Titus watched them grin at each other...and then Cleeve said, "It's milking time for the steer, Otis..." and he meanly squeezed and twisted the bodybuilder's testicles...getting a good loud shriek of pain out of him...
"Oh God no, please you guys, I need my manly energy," Titus pleaded...
...but instead he heard Cleeve say to Otis, "You can go first feasting on his good boy he is nectar..." and with that Otis gobbled the bodybuilder's steely hard cock into his mouth...
...as Cleeve quickly got to his feet and stood beside Titus...as the young man groaned in passion as Otis simply held his cock in his mouth, not sucking it...
"OOOOOOOOOOOO...I-I can't cum this way..." Titus whimpered. "I need to be sucked..."
"No Titus good boy you are," Cleeve chuckled and reached for the tit clamp on the bodybuilder's left nipple.
"AWWWWWW NO, NOOOOO!!!!" Titus begged, knowing all too well what was about to happen.
Still chuckling, sounding totally sadistic, Cleeve unclipped the tit clamp from Titus' left nipple.
"AWWWWWWWW!!!! OOOOOO you fuckaroo!!!" the bodybuilder screamed in a mixture of painful agony and ecstasy as the blood rushed back into his nipple...
...at what felt like thousands of miles per hour...
...and as Otis held the muscle boy's erection tightly in his mouth, Titus began spurting his load...
"OOOOOOOHHHH, CUMMING, I'm fucking losing my load, losing my load, losing my loads!!!!" Titus ranted, as now, Otis was sucking the bodybuilder's cock...and gulping down each rope of his sperm as it erupted from his wide sexy slit. "AAAAAAAHHHHHH...FUCKAROOS..."
"You'll not win that weightlifting competition tomorrow night Titus good boy you are," Cleeve laughed as he watched the bodybuilder cum and cum and cum...
Behind his back, Titus balled his chained hands into big fists, clenched his teeth...and spurted more and more of his sexy mess down Otis' gullet...
"CLEEVE!!!!" Titus screamed. "IT, IT feels as if I'll NEVER stop cumming...oh FUCK, what you fuckaroos did to me here!!!"
"HEH, that was the plan all along Titus good boy you are," Cleeve laughed and pecked the bodybuilder on his sweat sopped face. "And just think, this is only the first of what will be two cums for you today...you still have another clamped nipple there...HEH!"
"RRRRRHHHHHHHHH!!!!" Titus reeled, looking down at Otis, as the man, with a look of sheer ecstasy on his face went on and on gulping down his manly juices. "HOOOOOOOO, bad enough you're making me lose my loads, but stealing it too by scoffing it down, YOU FUCKAROO!!!!"
Finally, with his head spinning, his godlike body sopped in sweat, Titus' orgasm subsided...
As Otis let the bodybuilder's cock slip from his mouth he slowly got to his feet and said, "Fucking fucks Cleeve, he tastes like magic..."
Panting crazily, Titus reeled in Otis' face, "Yeah that I do! And I know that for a fact because my girlfriend always tells me that! Did you hear me you fuckaroo??? MY GIRLFRIEND!!!"
Without either of the men saying a word, Cleeve hunkered down in front of the captive bodybuilder, slurped his semi hardness into his mouth, and once that cock was in Cleeve's mouth it returned to an erect state almost instantly...
"AWWWWWW NO, not again so soon you lousy as louse bastards!" Titus begged again...
...but this time, it was Otis who took the right sided tit clamp off the bodybuilder's nipple...
"ARRRRHHHHHHH...and here I cum again...YOU FUCKAROOS!!!!" Titus ranted once more through clenched teeth, this time tears of rage flowing from his eyes. "FFFUUUUCCCKKK, and so soon again at that...lousy louses!!!!
AND...like Otis before him, Cleeve gulped down Titus' juices most greedily...almost as if his very life depended upon it...
...but in Cleeve's mind, what it depended on was Adonis winning the upcoming competition...
"OOOOOOOOOOOO..." Titus squeaked now in a high-pitched tone of voice, gurgling as well, and crying, as he shot his second load, loads, down Cleeve's throat... "FUCKEROOS, gonna cause me to lose tomorrow night's competition..."
Once more, when the bodybuilder was spent, cum-wise, Cleeve let his cock slip out of his mouth, and he quickly got to his feet next to Otis...
"Well Otis, I would think that should have done it," Cleeve said, licking the remnants of Titus' sperm from his lips. "And you were right, he tastes great...HEH..."
"You lousy louses and fuckaroos!" Titus shouted at his two captors. "What a shitty and fucked up thing you did to me!!! But now that you've had your goddamned twisted fun with me, I DEMAND you let me go."
Cleeve and Otis grinned at each other, and in response to the bodybuilder's demand they each clocked him hard against one jaw each...
"HOOOFFFFFF!!!" Titus grunted, hung his head down...and slipped into unconsciousness.
"Such a Titus good boy you are," Cleeve laughed at the now knocked out bodybuilder.
EPILOGUE...
When Titus came to he found himself back in the locker room of the gym where Cleeve and Otis had captured him...
As he pulled himself to a sitting position on the floor, groaning miserably he saw that his shredded posing trunks were gone. Obviously the two fuckeroos had kept them as a twisted sort of trophy of their conquest of him...
His nipples ached horribly and his forehead and jaws still smarted from the blows they'd been dealt...
"DAMN, what a fucked up thing to have happened to me," Titus said to himself as he slowly managed to pull himself to his big feet, and he saw that he was still wearing his shower shoes. "May as well shower before I get out of here and head on home...and then tomorrow lose the weightlifting competition against Adonis...SHIT!"
As Titus reached into his locker for his shower toiletries two janitors entered the locker room...
"Hey good evening Titus good boy you are," the first janitor said when he saw the young bodybuilder. "You're sure here late tonight. Getting in some extra training time before tomorrow's competition against Titus?"
Titus stood there with everything he had on total display, smiled at the two men and said, "Hey there Frank, hey there Axel. Yeah, you could say that Frank, extra training time...yeah, that's it...I'm uh, going to take a shower and then I'll be out of your way so you can get to cleaning..."
But as he spoke, it wasn't lost on the professional bodybuilder how the two janitors were stealing glances at his massive nipples...
...and then an idea popped into his head, as if by magic...
"Guys, oh guys, I see what you're looking at, go for it, fucking go for it..." Titus pleaded.
The two janitors smiled happily, Frank said, "Oh yes Titus good boy you are, we always wanted at those massive nipples of yours..."
...and with that, Titus propped himself up against a closed row of lockers...and the two janitors each took one of the bodybuilder's nipples into their mouths...
...and sucked, slurped and chewed the bejesus out of them...
"AWWWWWHHH yes, yes guys...reinvigorate me..." Titus whispered...and to himself he said, "Won't Cleeve and Otis get the surprise of their lives tomorrow...when I win the competition after all...HEH..."
The next day, Cleeve and Otis watched the weightlifting competition on TV...
...and they watched as Titus won...
"DAMN, what could have gone wrong???" Cleeve thundered as he watched on the TV as Titus' two trainers stood at his sides for photo ops...
...and when Cleeve saw the devilish grin on the bodybuilder's face, he knew that it was meant for him and Otis...
"We just lost a bundle," Cleeve said miserably. "FUCK...Titus good boy you're NOT...FUCK!!!" /The End/