Camp Muscle Pines: Jock Massacre - Chapter 3

 Rory was making his way down the small dirt track that had started out as a road but had gradually narrowed and was heading into dense forest, he was starting to think that he’d made a wrong turn. His car had broken down about 6 miles back, and being “the alternate route” to Camp Muscle Pines, there was nobody around he could flag down and his phone had no signal, Rory was stranded. Being the adventurous stud he was, he decided to make the rest of the journey on foot as he guessed it couldn’t be far. Rory was due to be a personal trainer at the summer camp and was looking forward to the huge amount of hot guys that were rumoured to have been employed there. The late afternoon sun beat down on the young hunk as he journeyed deeper into the trees; he was becoming hot and uncomfortable. Rory had light brown hair and dark, sexy brown eyes, he wore a skin tight shirt, jeans and glasses. His stacked body was bulging out of the shirt which was two sizes too small, and looked in danger of exploding clean off his muscular frame.

Rory had journeyed so far down the track that it had now just become forest and there was no path to follow. He pulled off his backpack and searched for a map, however in doing so he tripped over a small wire that ran along the length of the floor, it didn’t seem to lead anywhere or be attached to anything immediately noticeable, but it had caused Rory to lose his footing and he fell forward the top two buttons of his shirt ripping open to reveal the outline of his big juicy pecs.

Meatgrinder had returned to his cabin, he had given up trying to find the missing hunk Rory and was deciding which weapons to use of the Muscle-jock sluts down at the camp. Meatgrinder’s hand had just hovered over his chainsaw, when one of the small bells linked to a trip wire in the woods began to ring. Meatgrinder immediately gripped the chainsaw; it looks like he had located the unlucky lost hunk.

Rory pulled himself up off the floor and flipped open the map, he wasn’t far at all, probably only half a mile away. Out of the corner of his eye, Rory thought he saw a shape move behind some nearby pine trees and all of a sudden he felt as though he was being watched. Rory turned to the direction in which he thought he had seen something. He heard it before he saw it, the noise of a chainsaw being revved and then out of the tree line a huge hulking figure burst through the branches. Its face was distorted and hideous, Rory could see the hatred in this things eyes. Its teeth gnashed together wildly and brown ooze was in a constant stream dribbling out of its mouth.

Meatgrinder ran towards the young muscular slut, his chainsaw blazing. All the hatred from watching the pumped muscle cunts down in the camp came rushing back, how they showed off their perfect bodies and sucked each other, the way in which they moved their filthy bubble butts, their handsome, laughing faces, pumped pecs, tanned flesh, bulging biceps, juicy cock meat and chiselled abs. Meatgrinder’s eyes glowed a deep fiery red. This arrogant fuck was the same, he saw the golden tan of Rory’s body, all those beautiful round muscles in his chest and arms, the way he wore his tight slutty clothes. This cunt deserved to die.

The musclebound hunk turned and ran into the forest, not caring where he was going. The muscles in his shirt bulged as he ran. He screamed “SOMEBODY HELP ME, SOMEBODY PLEASE HELP ME!” As Rory ran through the forest, small branches and twigs ripped apart his shirt leaving it in tatters. His enormous young musclebound body pounded through the woods, the 19 year olds golden pecs bounced up and down as he ran. Branches caught at his abs, biceps and pecs as he desperately ran for his life, leaving small cuts in his perfect body.

Rory was running so fast twigs lashed his rippling abs leaving red welts, thorns snagged as his arms, piercing the pumped bronze biceps. Not only was he being attacked by a madman, he was being attacked by the forest as well. His muscular thighs heaved against the tight denim of his jeans as he ran, large thorns tore at the bulging muscle stuffed denim, ripping large chunks of material away. A large sharp branch caught at Rory’s groin just missing the massive bulge where his 15 inch cock was stuffed, the branch destroyed the jeans and Rory had been stripped by the forest to just his underwear. His chiselled Adonis was taking a pounding, and he was starting to bleed from the wounds inflicted by the thorns.

The chainsaw got closer…and closer to the dumb jock’s ripped body, if Meatgrinder got any closer the whirling blades would be ripping his perfect body apart. A large razor sharp thorn protrude from a nearby branch and as Rory ran past, it punctured the centre of crisp, bulging white underwear and tore at the huge meaty cock. Rory screamed in pain as the snow white underwear started to seep thick, syrupy red blood “HOLY FUCK! AGHHHHHHH MY COCK!”

The stupid muscular fuck stumbled and fell, his powerful body flailing around as he fell down a steep slope. Rory was smashed into rocks and trees cracking his ribs and breaking his nose. His handsome face was covered in blood. He was conscious when he reached the bottom and pulled himself up to run further but fell immediately, he screamed in pain and looked down to see a bone protruding through the golden skin left shin blood was oozing out of the wound. His handsome face was distorted and covered in blood. Rory dragged himself along the forest floor screaming “HELPPP…SOMEBODY HELP…”

Rory scanned the tree line, there was clearing ahead where the forest floor was covered in leaves. He started to crawl towards the clearing when the steady rhythm of the resting chainsaw began. Meatgrinder was watching the young stallion pull himself along the ground screaming for help. When he looked back and saw Meatgrinder, he screamed even louder and began to drag himself even more frantically. Meatgrinder started walking slowly towards Rory’s pumped musclebound body. He took in the jock cunts injuries, the welt covered pecs, biceps and abs, the punctured thighs, the oozing cock, his broken nose and lower leg. The forest had fucked him up good but Meatgrinder could do better.

Meatgrinder revved the chainsaw, now only inches away from Rory’s gigantic golden horserace thighs, Rory turned over whilst trying to drag himself along the floor, he looked up into Meatgrinder’s, just like those dirty muscle jock sluts did when they were sucking each other’s cocks. His handsome face covered in blood from his broken nose, he was crying and pleading for his life “NO…PLEASE…DON’T KILL ME…PLEASE…NOT MY BODY…NOT MY PERFECT BODY…I’M TOO YOUNG TO DIE…”

Meatgrinder looked down taking in the smooth golden round pecs, the chiselled abs, the bulging biceps, the enormous stallion legs. This dumb arrogant muscle cunt deserved to be tortured slowly. Meatgrinder dropped the chainsaw and lifted Rory up by his thick neck. Rory lashed out with his big muscular arms, punching Meatgrinder in the face, fighting for his life. Meatgrinder flung Rory in to a tree trunk in rage. He then picked the winded stud up off the ground and wrapped a thorn covered vine around his neck. The sharp points impaled Rory’s thick muscular neck and blood began to ooze down his powerful chest. Meatgrinder tossed the vine over a low hanging branch and let Rory hang by his neck, the more he struggled the deeper the thorns penetrated his muscular thick neck. His eyes bulged. His left leg was useless as support, but he was managing to tiptoe on his right leg to keep for choking to death. Meatgrinder wrapped the thorn laced vines around both of Rory’s wrists and flung them over the branch. His arms were pulled up so it looked like Rory was flexing, his huge golden biceps bulged.

Rory was strung up like a Greek God ready for sacrifice; His perfect 19 year old body had no way to escape. Meatgrinder grabbed the chainsaw and walked towards the filthy arrogant stud. How dare he bring that perfect muscle-pup body into his forest and FUCK in his woods. Meatgrinder remembered the circle of jock sluts and their enormous cocks. He reached out and pulled down the blood soaked panties of the meaty jock slut. “GET THE FUCK OFF ME, YOU SICK FUCK” screamed Rory “I’LL FUCKING KILL YOU, DON’T YOU TOUCH MY FUCKING COCK”, Meatgrinder let the slutty underwear drop down the stallion legs. Rory thrashed around making the thorns dig into his bleeding wrists and neck. The cock was huge, if he had been at camp the stupid 19 year old would have been the stud of camp. It was bigger than Ross’ cock, it was long, golden and plump. The balls were smooth and tight, about the size of tennis balls. The big purple head had been punctured by the thorns earlier and blood was dripping out the end. It would have been perfect for Meatgrinder’s collection, but this slut was making too much noise. Meatgrinder placed the silent chainsaw just under the big ball sack and pulled he cord on the chainsaw. It revved into life. Rory’s cum filled baby makers were ripped clean off his body and into the blades of the saw. Blood gushed out of the wound, splattering on the leaves below. Pulpy bits of Rory’s huge testicles fell to the floor as they were mangled by the chainsaw. “AGHHHHHHHHHHHH AHHHHHHHHH…..MY FUCKING BALLS…..AGHHHHHHHH.HELLLPPPPPPPP…..NOOOOOO…NO…NO…. AGHHHHHH” Rory screamed, but not for long. Meatgrinder placed the saw at the base of the wiggling 15 inch golden shaft and severed Rory’s humongous stud cock. Rory continued to scream as his big beautiful cock was ripped from his body, blood splattered down his golden pumped thighs and his huge 15 inches fell to the floor. Rory released his bowels and shit exploded from between his big juicy golden bubble butt, landing on his once perfect slutty cock. Meatgrinder picked up the severed, shit covered cock and placed it in Rory’s screaming mouth.

Without any warning Meatgrinder swung the chainsaw into the top of Rory’s injured left leg, the huge muscular thigh was ripped clean off Rory’s perfect body. The blade ate through part of Rory’s bubble butt and tore the golden flesh of his football playing thigh into shreds. Blood cascaded out of Rory’s body; he was losing so much blood, the vine around his neck getting tighter as he began to lose balance. Rory was still screaming but not a sound could be heard as he choked on his big golden cock meat. Meatgrinder gripped the chainsaw and brought it crashing through Rory’s huge right shoulder, the blades tore through his musclebound right arm ripping the sexy limb clean from his body. Meatgrinder didn’t stop there, he replayed in his head the way Danny and Sam sucked cock and gyrated their musclebound bodies, the way in which their cum soaked pecs and biceps glistened as they guzzled cum. Rory was just like them a filthy cum guzzling muscle whore. Meatgrinder brought the chainsaw crashing through his brown hair and through his gorgeous face, ripping it in two. Brains oozed and splattered all over the forest, his sexy brown eyes fell from there sockets, his sexy mouth and pearly white teeth mangled by the saw.

Meatgrinder pulled the saw out of Rory’s head and stabbed it straight into his pumped golden pectorals. The sluts 19 year old muscle tits were ripped and mangled. The jutting golden round muscles with the perfect pink nipples were shredded and mutilated by the blades. Blood cascaded down the craggy golden abdominals, as big chunks of shredded muscle fell to the floor. The blades ripped through Rory’s heart and lungs and the chainsaw burst out the back of Rory’s muscular back. Meatgrinder continued the massacre and ripped through the abdominals, the eight pack abs Rory had worked so hard for were now disappearing under the whirling blades of the saw one by one. Meatgrinder pulverised the remainder of Rory’s muscular arms and legs. Biceps were left in tatters his thighs shredded to fuck. What remained was a steaming pile of blood and guts and even then Meatgrinder continued to pulverise the bloody pile. It was as if Rory had been placed in a food processor and the hunky meat had been destroyed. Meatgrinder put down the chainsaw and began to shit all over the remains. The dirty musclebound jock slut had had his big pumped cunt body destroyed. The arrogant, cocky fuck with the mammoth dick had been ruined and not one piece of rippling, pumped muscle remained. He was now just a pile of goo and shit. Meatgrinder returned to his cabin satisfied with his kill but he was left wanting more…