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At the Speed of Light

By Paul

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The ice dropped into the 12 year old malt whiskey and made a satisfying sound as Dr Raymond O’Hara sat down in an old comfortable chair that seemed to wrap its arms around him like a reassuring grandmother.

It had been a long six months. The end was in sight and this get away trip was just what the doctor ordered.

He chuckled and drank the strong but smooth malt almost in one go.

Outside the evening wind began to pick up as it did at this time of year and the old tree branches rustled and slapped the house as if looking for attention.

The doc’s mind wandered to equations and chemistry and where he had been for the last few years and how now he was on the brink of something big, something he could barely comprehend himself.

He looked at his watch... too early for bed and too late to go out to eat. He rose and walked to the small kitchen and grabbed a sandwich. He caught sight of himself in a big mirror, actually one his mother had given him for a birthday three years before, around the same time he bought this ramshackle house miles from anywhere.

He thought he looked... older. He was only 32, for God’s sake, and he certainly took care of himself. His hair cut short and the blue eyes caught men’s and women’s attention real fast.

He didn’t look bad at all... his shirt open three buttons, revealing some thick black hair he inherited from his father. His muscle definition was deep and hidden under the hair. His arms bulged and so did the tight jeans he wore. He adjusted the bulge and laughed... hell what he wouldn’t give for a big fukking man to walk through that door right now. He settled for some porn as he always did.

He plucked a DVD from the shelf and looked at the title. Arena Of Death. Sounds interesting, he thought to himself.

The glass was refreshed. He slid the DVD into the machine and the 50 inch plasma blinked into life. The top button on his jeans was released and he settled back into the big easy chair awaiting the entertainment.

The arena was empty. Then in strode one solitary man. He was a roided muscled freak of huge proportions. The camera zoomed in and panned down the near nude body from handsome square jaw to a cloth tied in place at his manhood. He wore just that and carried a sword.

Side view the camera showed just how huge he was with rippling abs muscle and a chest that protruded a huge shelf from his body. In slow motion he flexed his pectoral muscles and began a huge roar deep from his lungs.

Slowly he removed the loin cloth. He exposed a massive thick muscle between huge thighs.

It swung as he walked and you could see his full balls move and slap his legs as he paraded around the arena.

By now the doc had unleashed his own hard muscle and was gently pumping it as he watched the huge TV screen.

The Gladiator started running. Every muscle bounced. His huge nipples heaved up and down as his cock slapped from right to left. The sword held high as he charged across the blood soaked arena.

The camera swung round. A line of archers stood. Bows aimed. Arrows loaded.

The doc swallowed hard....good God, he muttered, as his cock delivered precum all over his big fist.

The archers fired.

Four arrows travelled fast across the space between the archers and the gladiator.

He staggered backwards as they all hit home. In slow motion the camera caught each one driving deep into massive hard muscle.

Three in his big oversized chest and one low down in his six pack abs.

He arched.

Bellowed like a slaughtered pig as a huge vomit of red sprayed out from the shafts as they buried themselves deep into his body.

He spun round eyes wide and looked down at the shafts as three more hit his huge V shaped back.

He grabbed a post in the centre of the arena to steady himself. His now huge hard cock slapped his belly and rested against one of the deep shafts that stuck deep in hard solid muscle.

Three more found their mark in his side and his thigh.

Pre cum oozed in rivers from his huge dick as the camera zoomed in for the doctors pleasure.

Panning up the blood soaked muscle in extra slow motion and high definition.

The gladiator grabbed at the shafts in his chest and tore one or two away his fists red with warm blood as he fell to his knees.

The dust rose in a thick cloud as three more arrows hit his chest and a fourth in his neck.

The doc gasped as he felt the cum move from his balls.

The TV screen went blank.

The lights went out.

The sound was thick with silence.

The doc froze. There was an electricity in the air like nothing he had ever felt before.

His cum retracted to his balls.

He sat there motionless as he saw flashes of light from deep in the woods through the glass of the big windows.

Lights in the sky too. Big lights. White. He shivered as he zipped up his now soft cock and stood up.

The lights in the night sky subsided along with the wind.

The doc stood there for what seemed to be an age but was no more than a minute. He walked to a small table and retrieved his handgun and checked it was loaded. He grinned....what the hell am I doing?

His big hand pulled on the door handle and the warmth of the evening air hit him. He gasped.

His eyes darted from each shadow that lay between the trees as he stepped outside.

The ground was solid and strewn with twigs and leaves recently blown from the trees.

He saw something.

A body.

He froze.

His hands shook.

He moved closer, eyes wide peering into the darkness

My God, he mumbled.

Six feet away from him was a man.

A man that would be around seven feet tall if he was standing.

His body clothed in a one piece suit made from a thin almost see through material. His huge legs were wide open and his feet in big black boots.

The material could barely hold the acres of huge muscle inside the suit that zippered up to a bull neck of epic proportions.

His face was masculine. His eyes open. They darted and stared at the Doc as he approached.

His big boots kicked the soil as he slid back.

The Doc froze again.

Protruding from the man’s right and left chest were what look like metal shafts. The shafts covered some of his face and the man arched and groaned in pain as Doc watched.

Red stained the area around the entry point of the metal shafts that were impacted close to each nipple.

The chest was huge and bulging and the 6 pack abs contorted under the tight material. A shadow fell across the massive cock that lay over one thigh hidden only slightly by the light fabric.

What the…? Doc grunted as he knelt down.

" Can you move?" he asked.

As he came closer Doc could not help but allow his own cock to grow in size and press against the denim he wore.

The man moved slowly started to get up and doc slid a big arm under his huge back helping him stand.

The shafts bounced in the huge bulbous chest muscle, as Doc helped the stranger back into the house. They were silent, but Doc felt sure he could audibly hear the man’s heart pumping.

He lay across the kitchen table on his back. His cock now fully visible under the thin gauze like material.

"You have to get these out of me!" he groaned looking down at his chest.

"We have five minutes then they will explode...you understand?"

Doc stepped back..

"Do it!!" the man shouted as he ripped his overalls down and tore them open so the shafts could be seen plunging into bull like muscle over both nipples.

"NOW!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"

Doc moved forward driven by fear and lust at seeing the stranger almost naked and shot by arrows laying there arching up in the air. He grabbed a shaft. It was cold. He pulled and it moved slowly.

Blood spewed from the wound down the man’s side and pooled on the wooden table. Another hefty pull released the shaft from the man’s chest. A gush of red pumped up six feet into the air and splashed the floor around Doc's boots.

The man grabbed his open chest wound.

"THE OTHER ONE NOW!!!!!!!!!!"

Doc responded as if driven by some unseen force.

His hands red with the stranger’s blood as he pulled the ice cold shaft slowly from the bulging muscle.

The man lay back on the table. His masculine face contorted as he experienced the intense pain.

The shaft moved. Doc steadied himself by holding onto the man’s shoulder and pulling the shaft harder. It slowly yielded. The blood ran fiercely. The man’s half exposed cock was solid.

The shaft dropped to the floor.

The man held both his shot pecs and rolled on the table making a sound like a slaughtered bull.

As he rolled back his cock was out of the overall and laying hard and fat on his exposed six pack abs,

"Who the fuck are you?" Doc asked.

The huge man lay on the wooden table. His hands clasped where the steel shafts had been removed.

Blood ran from between his big fingers as his massive body thrashed on the table and deep growls emitted from his lungs.

Doc stood back. His now hard cock leaked in his jeans. The man lay still and removed his hands. Docs eyes were not sure they were seeing correctly.

"What the hell"! he exclaimed as he looked at the masculine monster on the table.

The wounds were almost gone and as the big man removed his hands his huge cock bucked and arched and shot a huge load all over his abs and massive chest. The massive cum load ran down his body and mixed with the blood as it dripped to the floor.

"They will be back" he groaned as he stood up, "This time they will be looking for you".

The man stood up, his open overalls exposed the massive muscle of a huge body. A body like Doc had never seen before. The dripping cock swung as he walked across the room.

"What weapons do you have"?

"Just this and an automatic", doc replied opening a cupboard and tossing the Uzi to the giant.

He looked at the gun in his massive fist.

"It might help" he said "Do you know why I am here"?

Doc watched as he walked around the room checking the doors and the windows. He stared at the massive body and at his huge V shaped back as he pulled the windows closed and locked them. He made no attempt to hide his body or to put his massive soft cock back into the overalls.

He turned to doc, the gun in his fist and felt his right chest with his left hand, lifting the massive pec muscle and checking the wound that was almost invisible.

He looked at docs growing bulge in his jeans.

"I see you appreciate a man.. that’s good...its what I was told...but you see these men that come here don’t want you dead… they want your seed... do you understand?"

He walked over and put a huge hand on docs cock bulge. His hand wraps round the massive bulge as he towers over the doc.

"They come to milk you....to take every drop back with them"

"I… I… I don’t understand" doc said. His head arching backwards as he feels the huge monster’s hand on his cock and bulge.

"Genetics" he grunted. His cock becoming hard again and a long thick drool of juice hits the floor at docs boots.

The wind started up again outside as the two men stood in the gloom of the room. The mans hand now found it to undoing docs belt and releasing the hard stiff cock that had been trapped inside. He ran his hand over docs cock and tasted the precum that soaked his big fingers.

"That’s it" he said and smiled. Doc realised this man was magnificent. Everything he ever needed in a man was right here. He ran his hands over the monsters chest. Feeling the scarred tissue where the deep wounds had been. Then up to his face and his stubble.

The man’s cock pressed against his own. Two massive shafts both oozing juice that hung from huge cock heads.

Their lips touched.

"I am here to save you .... or die trying" he said quietly.

The huge mans hand wrapped around Docs fat cock and he pulled and stroked it until Doc nearly shot his genetic load all over the intruder.

Docs mind raced. His senses seemed to be working at light speed. He was more turned on now than he had ever been in his entire life. He looked at the Man holding the Uzi in his massive fist and was supremely hard at the imagery it conjured in his over stimulated mind.

The man walked away from the door to the centre of the room.

He stared at Doc.

"I may die tonight and there are things you should know"

Doc watched the huge man as he leaned on the wall holding the gun. His overalls wide open and his huge dick running with precum down to the wooden floor.

"They will come to harvest your seed... your genetic makeup... don’t try and rationalise this...they are not from your time period nor anywhere near it. These vultures are here to steal just exactly who you are and who your seed will become... that is not for you to worry about... just worry that they will come and that is why I am here"

As he talks his hand that is gun free wraps around the huge dick that hangs from his overalls and he pulls his massive balls from the open overall and massages them. His masculine face and his vivid eyes now fixed on the Doc.

"I will do everything I can to stop them and if you see me hurt don’t interfere...just stay behind me...running is no good, the only way out of this is for me to kill them all with this"

He holds up the Uzi.

"It is primitive but none the less effective".

The man walks over to Doc and rests his hand on Docs shoulder.

" Don’t worry. We will meet again....when you least expect it, my brother".

Thunder rumbles from the east and the sky flashes with a mighty roar. The Man swings up the gun as there are noises outside.

"GET BEHIND ME!!!!!!" he yells his chest heaving thick muscle bulging from the open overall. His massive fists curled round the huge gun as shapes dart across the windows outside like something from a nightmare.

Shadows cast eerie shapes around the room. All Doc can see is the man’s huge back and his massive legs spread wide open.

The door bursts open and the man lets the gun rip a hail of bullets at the intruders that are pushing through the door. They shake and dance as the 20th Century bullets tear through their suits spewing red liquid up the walls and across the floor.

"STAYYYYY BEHINDDDD MEEEEEEEEE" he yells moving backwards as what seems to be a whole army of the men crash through the windows.

The gun runs red hot as the barrel delivers its death to the oncoming men.

Their big bodies twitch and fall, crawl and roll on the wooden floor, bodies piling up ontop of each other but still they come through the door each man looking exactly like the last. Their chests, guts and balls explode with rhythm as they claw at their open wounds not managing to deliver any shots from their handguns themselves.

The gun falls silent as he reloads as fast as he can. Men crash through the door standing on their comrades as they open fire on the man in front of Doc.

He spins as red hot slugs rip deep into his huge muscle. He arches as his guts are torn and slugs drive deep into huge bulging chest beef.

His back hits the wall as the clip is pushed home and the gun barks into life again.

Men exchange gunfire as they die. Our man taking hit after hit in his huge frame until the advancing men stop....piled up four deep they litter the room.

The last of the bullets drive deep into the Man, hitting him in the side of his huge pec shelf. He spins, grabs the table and falls writhing on the floor. Blood spewing from around 20 wounds, his massive cock reaches to just under his chest as it drips a clear fluid that mixes with the open wounds.

Doc kneels beside the man. His eyes wide. His heart racing. The monster of a man on his back legs wide open blood pumping from many holes as he arches and thrusts making a noise like a wounded Bull.

Doc pulls the man across his lap as he kneels down, his hands grab the pec meat that has been ripped up to try and stop the blood. The man’s guts run red and smoke rises from gaping wounds.

"AARAGGHHHHHH HELL.....HELL....YOU HAVE TO DELIVER YOUR SEED INTO ME.....NOW!!!!"

The man screams grabbing Doc by the shoulders and pulling Docs cock from his jeans....

"HERE...NOW!"

He pulls doc and forces Docs huge wet cock deep into a chest wound, his huge arms wrapping Doc and pulling his massive cock in so deep.

Doc can’t breathe as he forces his cock into the Man’s gaping chest wound and fucks like he has never pumped before. The man arches and bucks in pain. The two slip and slide in the blood and lay back over a pile of dead intruders as Doc fucks this beast with all his might like he was almost programmed to do.

The man’s blood runs away with each thrust and his giant cock is forced against Doc’s clothes as Doc fucks his chest. Doc groans. Feels a rushing in his balls like never before. The man squeezes the uzi trigger and bellows.

"AAAAAAAAARRRGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGG"

Bullets rip up at the ceiling as Doc begins to cum a load that seems to last for ages. The man erupts too covering Docs shirt and Docs face with warm white cum that pumps 6 or 7 times before it ceases.

Doc’s cock bucks and delivers his seed deep inside the huge man... deep inside his chest. His arms holding Doc so solid and masculine, the two men look like one giant body spasming on the wet and slippery bloodied floor.

Doc’s head reels.

His eyes close as the last of the cum load pumps inside this magnificent man.

The skys rumble.

Lightening flashes darting images of men and death around the room.

Doc hears the last of the Uzi bullets hit the ceiling and he opens his eyes.

The room is empty.

No men.

No blood.

No carnage.

Doc feels his face.

It is soaked in cum.

His huge cock drips juice and blood to the floor.