So I promissed I'd post an excerpt from one of the new, never before posted stories that will be on Musclefiction.com. So here it is:

I was a pec man. I wanted the world to see what a real pec man looked like. I wanted to startle people, shock people, disgust people, turn people on. And I did all of those and more. My friends, the ones that supported me, and my friends, the ones who wanted me to get as big as possible, they were my biggest fans.

A couple of guys would ask me to bounce my pecs for them. Who was I to turn them down? I would bounce my pecs and they would get totally hot. I could make straight men bone just by dancing my pecs for them. I could keep going for hours and more than once my admirers would cum in their pants.

On the evening of my graduation, my friends and I had a party at my apartment. Most of my friends were there, some guys I didn’t know, too. There was a lot of liquor and people’s inhibitions were slipping. One of my friends asked if he could touch my pecs. I was like, yeah. So he reached out and touched my left pec, tentatively at first, then with more confidence, stroking and cupping the mound of muscle. He tried to grab and squeeze, and I flexed it, the force of my flex spreading his hand, even though he was still trying to squeeze.

A couple of other guys saw what was going on and came over to watch. I looked at them and asked if they wanted to touch my chest, too. Since one guy was already feeling me up, they overcame their embarrassment and said “yes.” So I went over to a sofa and sat down and they circled around me, some sitting on the sofa, some kneeling on the floor, others standing up behind me.

This was a new experience for me. I’d only had one person touch me at a time before. Now there were 5 guys fondling and caressing my chest. It was intense. Their hands were warm and they grabbed and slapped and cupped and hefted and tweaked my pecs. I put my head back on the sofa and stretched out my arms along the back, my legs spread. I totally relaxed my big pectorals and let them drop and sag so the guys could really feel how much they weighed. My pecs dropped and spread.

The guys were totally getting in to it. 10 hands on my chest, feeling and grabbing. Their hands were smooth and rough. I loved the feeling of all those fingers on my pecs. 50 fingers massaging my beautiful boobs. It was hot. I was getting an erection just from having all those hands fondling my chest.

We were attracting a crowd. I closed my eyes and gave myself over to the sensations.

To read more of this story, and others like it, you'll have to join MuscleFiction.com. We fully expect to go live some time after Labor Day.

Curses! Foiled again!

As much as we've tried to get MuscleFiction.com launched in August, it's not going to happen. The back end work is killing us. And my webguru extrodinaire is going off for a well deserved vacation next week.

So, we continue to work on the site until he leaves, but the reality is that we probably won't be able to launch until after Labor Day.

We were only able to get the registration / payment system into test mode today. Almost all of the system works, except a few key things like letting members onto the site and making sure the right information gets to payment gateway.

I'm thinking that I'll post an excerpt from one of the new stories here in the next day or two, just to wet your appetite.

Hang in there, we'll be open for business soon! Just not as soon as we'd hoped.

Now, that's what I call a Muscle Man! He's got the little guy up on one arm and he isn't even struggling. In fact, he can add to the display by flexing and smiling like he's the king of the world!

Almost There!

We are almost ready to launch MuscleFiction.com. We had a little hick-up around the SSL certificate [which insures that your online transactions and personal data are secure]. Our original host didn't support SSL's! Well, that just wasn't going to work. So we're currently in the process of changing hosts and should be able to launch very soon.