Fuckinn Ripped Up Teen Vid & Pix

Jacky Boy Part 1

Babyface

Im ernst jetzt? Du bist in einer halben Stunde drei mal gekommen! Hey Junge, da müssen wir echt dran arbeiten. Schließlich hast du mich angebaggert. Eigentlich stehe ich nicht auf Bubis, sondern auf Männer, auf richtige Kerle. Aber dein Körper hat mich beeindruckt. Echt. Mit 18 schon eine solche Masse und Definition. Krass, da hast du meinen vollen Respekt.

Aber zu einem Mann gehört mehr als Muskeln. Ein richtiger Mann ist hart und standfest in jeder Situation. Und du willst doch ein Mann sein? Also brauchst du echt noch viel mehr Ausdauer. Eine Stunde must du vor dem ersten Orgasmus durchhalten, das ist das Minimum - und daran arbeiten wir jetzt so lange, bis es klappt ...

Na, dann wollen wir ihn mal wieder hart kriegen! Stell dich vor den Spiegel und fang mit Posing an. Oh ja, schau auf deine Muskeln. Machen sie dich geil? Schultern wie Bowlingbälle. Bizeps, wie andere Oberschenkel habe. Eine schmale Hüfte mit Sixpack. Bist du ein richtiger Mann? Ein Kerl mit Durchhaltevermögen? Bist du geil auf dich? Ist das der Körper, den du immer wolltest? Arbeitest du weiter an diesem Körper, dass er immer mächtiger und imposanter wird? Ist das der Körper, mit dem du andere geile Typen einfängst? Oh ja, das ist er. Also, du Babyface im Männerkörper. Mich machst du schon mal geil. Siehst du, wie mein Schwanz wächst? Willst du von mir hart gefickt werden? Na also, jetzt ist auch dein Schwanz wieder hart! Dann auf zu Runde vier. Und diesmal spritzt du nicht gleich wieder ab... du geiler Bock!

Ripped Teen Flexing

Teen Hulk

My feet. They were getting larger and moving apart. This was because my thighs were getting larger and wider. Oh this was so good. I kept on looking down to watch. I saw my chest expand as my pecs developed a ridge between them. The bottom of my t-shirt and top of my shorts got looser as the fat around my stomach vanished. My forearms were widening, the fat evaporating away and showing the muscle in clear definition, and veins were popping up over them as well. I could see as my biceps got definition and size into them, as they tightened the sleeves of my shirt. I noticed that I had to lean over a bit to look at my legs, as my chest was beginning to stick out so much. I could see the diamond shape of my quads as they grew to massive proportions. My calves were huge, and were now touching each other. I looked to my shoulders and saw that they were poking out of my t-shirt, climbing up to my ears. I could feel the wind on my stomach, as I realised that I was getting taller. I also noticed that the head of my cock was down to eye level, and was getting lower. Hopefully not too lower. My t-shirt could hold out no longer, and gave way across my chest. I noticed that the body hair I had there and that I had loathed for so long, was now all gone. I looked at my biceps just as the material split across them and gave way. I could see the separate muscles, and they weren't flexed either. When I did though, I was blown away by their size. I heard another ripping sound and looked down as my gym shorts gave way, ripping up the sides of my legs. There were only strips of material left hanging to the now very tight waistband, which gave way to my expanding waist. It wasn't long after this that the growing stopped. Before this had started, I was 6 foot and 80kgs. I must have been at least 6’6 and well over 150kgs. My chest had to be at least 90 inches, arms maybe 40 inches, thighs 50 inches, waist 30 inches, and my cock well over 20 inches long, as it was now at chest height again. I touched it and blew my load and yelled out. I must have been heard for miles around. I was a teen muscle hulk; a muscle god, and I loved it!

Danny Boy Part 3

1970 Teenage Mr. America