Thanks Folkswas going to post a couple of youtube clips where Voros Zolthan looks to be inflating. Nothing real exciting - one is two seconds long as he pullls in a deeep breathe as he flexes his chest. The other was of him on a plane while he blows into his thumb and flexes his arm as if it grows. The plane clip seems to be gone so if anyone has a copy let me know. got to run - thanks everybody.
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N.E.S.G. Porterhouse GYM4NIGHTMARE AT THE ELM STREET GYM0 PORTERHOUSE GYM Part 4 Brian Get’s a Blow JobN.E.S.G. Porterhouse GYM4
Brian Sanders had been working at his garage late one afternoon. He was finishing up a couple of odd jobs before he went to the gym to work out on his way home. He was behind in his work after letting one of his biker buddies talk him into going along with his bike to the track after lunch. The guy needed his advice on some after market add-ons for his new bike. Brian knew he shouldn’t have wasted the time but had wanted to try his buddy’s new bike out. One of
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N.E.S.G. Porterhouse Gym3NIGHTMARE AT THE ELM STREET GYM -PORTERHOUSE GYM Part 3N.E.S.G. Porterhouse Gym3
Greg was dabbing at the bump on the back of Ron’s head with a wet towel, cleaning the slight amount of dried blood out of his hair, while the big man sat on a bench with his bloated legs stretched out before him.
“You got a good sized lump but it doesn’t look too bad, just scrapped up a little.”
Ron winched as the gym owner dabbed some alcohol on the tattered skin. Ron was exhausted after his ordeal and lack of sleep. Once finished Greg stepped around to his front side and offered the man a hand and helped pull him to his feet.
“I live
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N.E.S.G. The Porterhouse Gym 2NIGHTMARE AT THE ELM STREET GYM –N.E.S.G. The Porterhouse Gym 2
PORTERHOUSE GYM 2 Ron’s story
Ron Gelvin had put more effort into the upcoming bodybuilding contest than he had in anything in his whole life. He had never worked so hard in college or at any job he had ever held. The man had lived for little else but the moment he would walk on stage for the past eleven weeks.
The 28 year old had been working out since his teens but had only competed twice before. The man had done poorly in his first two contests, embarrassingly so in fact. The first contest all his buddies from his home town had told him he was lean enough an
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N.E.S.G - the Porterhouse GymNIGHTMARE AT THE ELM STREET GYM – PORTERHOUSE GYM 1N.E.S.G - the Porterhouse Gym
Greg Porterhouse was at his desk in the gym he owned. The thirty-five year old bodybuilder lived for throwing weights around and running his business. He did a couple regional shows a year but at this stage it was more for the attention it drew to his business than any real serious plans for bodybuilding. He just enjoyed competing and meeting new people who shared his hobby. Greg loved owning the Porterhouse Gym. Five years ago he had been able to fulfill a lifelong dream of opening his own gym and give up the two jobs
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Jimmy and RJ Do breakfast pt3Jimmy & RJ Do Breakfast Part3Jimmy and RJ Do breakfast pt3
Once outside Jimmy leaned against a post and tried to catch his breath. He wasn’t sure if he was still swelling up or not but he was sure that his belly was near beach ball sized and felt heavy as it hung below him. He tried once again to pull his tight shirt over the mound but failed.
RJ laughed freely now as he studied the effect of the massive meal on Jimmy as the man tried to cover his gut up.
Supported by the pole under the roof that ran along the front of the strip mall, Jimmy glanced over and said, “You think this is funny? L
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Jimmy and RJ Do breakfast Pt2Jimmy was a little embarrassed by the attention. As hot as he found RJ’s attention and encouragement he wasn’t keen on making a fool out of himself. Before he could answer RJ gave him a wink. Just then Jimmy stomach rumbled loud enough for the men at the neighboring table to hear. Jimmy took a drink of water and grinned at the hulk across the table and said simply, “Watch me.” The man covered the food with syrup and started in as if it had been days since his last meal.Jimmy and RJ Do breakfast Pt2
RJ turned toward the table of men who practically watched opened mouth. &nbs
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Jimmy and RJ Do Breakfast PT1RJ & JIMMY DO BREAKFAST Part 1Jimmy and RJ Do Breakfast PT1
Jimmy had just finished a workout one Saturday morning and walked out of the gym enjoying the pump from his arm day. He heard someone approaching behind and turned to see the familiar face of one of the gym’s trainers, RJ. The competitive bodybuilder was a bit of a celebrity around the gym. At 5’10”and over 300 pounds, the man was seriously built for someone so young. Hell he was seriously built for someone fifteen years older. All who worked out at the facility had noticed how the man had packed on muscle and size over his
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Gettting Pumped up for the fooPumped Up for the Football Game Alex was heading to the locker room all by himself. It was the night before the first game of the season and he had just finished football practice. He had hung back on the field after his teammates, flirting with a group of cheerleaders. When he finally headed to the showers the rest of the team had changed and left for home.Gettting Pumped up for the foo
Alex was no doubt the top jock on the squad. Short in stature, a deficiency that he more than compensated for by his big muscles, the jock liked to say there was no way he was going to make himself taller so he b
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Through the windows of the men’s locker room at the municipal pool the silver moonlight illuminated the dark and cold steel and concrete interior. During the day the showers, lockers, and sinks would be busy and active, but now all was ghostly and quiet. On one of the benches between the rows of lockers sat a blond-haired tan skinned young man. His crossed legs jittered with anticipation and frustration as he stared at his watch, waiting for someone. “Damn it! Where is that guy? Larry told me he’d be here around eleven! It’s now been fifteen minutes past the hour!
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Anonymous DonationAnonymous Donation I found myself stranded in the city of Chicago. On a whim, I made a quick trip to take in a bodybuilding contest. I hadn’t even told any of my friends about the trip. I had read about the contest the evening before from a poster at the gym and made up my mind to go shortly after waking the next morning. As a recreational bodybuilder, I had aspirations of one day competing and thought it would be a good chance to check out the scene. It was my first trip to the big city. The sketchy directions I had jotted down for the contest location left me losAnonymous Donation
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