Camp Muscle Pines: Jock Massacre - Chapter 4

 Meatgrinder was bloodthirsty. He had enjoyed ripping the filthy jock whore Rory to shreds. He had been overcome with a mix of rage and pleasure as he mangled the filthy fucking muscle whore with his chainsaw. He savoured the rippling, muscular, golden young flesh of the dumb cunt being ripped apart, his slutty body mangled by the whirling blades as he screamed and pleaded for his life. A life Rory had spent pumping his perfect muscles and fucking guys with his mammoth cock. Well that life was over. His body was now a steaming pile of shit, left for wild animals to feed upon.

Meatgrinder was hungry for more death, he just had to pick his right moment and victims…

Meatgrinder left his cabin after finishing off the remaining meat of the dirty cock sucking slut Ali. He had pretty much eaten every muscle on the sexy jocks body and had just eaten the last bulging bit of golden bicep.

Meatgrinder made his way to Camp Muscle Pines to investigate what the musclebound sluts were getting up to, making sure to pack essential instruments for butchering.

Meatgrinder waited until the coast was clear and approached the edge of the camp’s main cabins. Meatgrinder selected a tree that would provide great camouflage and scaled it and waited for dumb jocks to go about their slutty regime. It was late afternoon and the sun was baking down on camp, Meatgrinder heard the excited screams and shouts as ten of the hot bodied sluts emerged from one of the main buildings. Justin, Luke, Jake, Tim, Will, Stefan, Simon, Spencer, Daniel and Michael appeared carrying beer, a music system and bottles of sun oil. Meatgrinder could overhear some of their conversation as they stopped just below the tree in which he was waiting. The filthy, perfect bodied muscle cunts had stripped off their camp uniforms and were now wearing bright coloured trunks, leaving nothing to the imagination. Meatgrinder could see their huge, bulging packages trying to burst free of the tight material. Tim shouted “Someone oil me up!” The lathering of muscles soon commenced and Meatgrinder could see Tim’s humongous pecs being smothered in oil, numerous hands caressed and explored his massive round pecs and the studs started to massage each other’s smooth tanned muscles.

Meatgrinder could feel the rage building, however he was distracted by a cabin door opening. Meatgrinder watched, and saw Colin and Cody leaving. The musclebound couple were dressed in their uniforms, but were carrying towels. Luke shouted over “Where are you two off too?”, Colin called back “Off to Christen the hot springs with this little nympho” he slapped Cody on his huge bubble butt and they headed off in the direction of the hot springs.

“Hey Daniel! Where are the rest of the guys from your luxurious love palace?” chirped up Stefan as he poured sun oil all over his rippling abs. “Still fucking probably” he replied with a grin. “I had a ride on that huge cock of Ross’ and let me tell you it was fucking incredible, he pounded this hot ass of mine as I sucked off Hunter and Alex’s big cocks, whilst at the same time I was destroying Sam’s fucking magnificent bubble butt. This is going to be one fucking hot summer!”

“Oh yeah? If it was so incredible then why’d you leave?” Questioned Jake jealously. “I wanted to sample all the big meat I’ve seen today, including yours” replied Daniel, whilst raising an eyebrow and giving Jake a cheeky wink.

“Come on guys let’s head down to the lake!”said Justin as he switched on the ghetto blaster and began to head in the direction of the lake. The ten sluts started to head off, when Meatgrinder heard Michael say “Guys I think I’m just going to head to the spa, you don’t get this fucking hot without a bit of hard work. If anyone cares to join me later you know where I’ll be!” He smiled cockily, flexed his biceps and strutted off in his heaving trunks.

The studs had now left the clearing and just as Meatgrinder was about to jump down, he heard sexy giggling coming from a cabin up ahead. The arrogant muscle cunt Ross was walking down the steps in nothing but his slutty yellow trunks, he was followed by Alex and Hunter who were both wearing their tight fitting uniforms, the material straining against their huge sculpted tanned muscles. Sam was the last one out of the cabin. Sam wore the smallest denim shorts imaginable and nothing else. His magnificent golden thighs were on display and his golden juicy bubble butt could be seen hanging just below the bottom of the shorts.

Meatgrinder could see a thick white stream of cum running out of shorts and down the back of his golden legs. The filthy musclejock slut had just been freshly fucked by the three hot stallions and was full of red hot jock spunk. Sam giggled and smiled sexily, “let’s do a bit of exploring in the woods! I fancy some adventurous sex…maybe we’ll run into Jason!” Hunter laughed, “Who’s Jason?”. “You know the guy with the hockey mask and the machete…from the films” Sam giggled. “Maybe he’ll join in!” Laughed Alex, “He’d be no match for my big cock” boasted Ross, and they walked off in the direction of the old logging station, groping each other’s muscles and giggling as they went.

Meatgrinder was fucking furious, his blood was boiling and he could feel the rage building up inside him! He jumped down from the tree he had four options, follow the nine lake sluts and massacre them all (it would be risky but manageable), follow the pumped musclebound lovebirds to the hot springs (a potential easy kill, but unfamiliar territory), torture and destroy the four stallion cunts at the logging mill or butcher the dumb, arrogant bodybuilder cunt who had gone to perfect his stallion body in the spa. Meatgrinder decided on the latter…Michael.

As Meatgrinder headed towards the spa, he walked past an open window, he could hear Gary on the phone “Yeah, come as soon as possible…we still have a few spaces to fill and I need a trainer before opening week to manage the gym…three of the guys didn’t show, and the fucking idiots won’t answer their phones…I appreciate that…yeah tonight would be great! I’ll sort your pay out when you get here…cheers Lars…and you, you big Swedish stud”

Gary hung up the phone and let out a sigh. He looked up at the window and caught a glance of Meatgrinder. “What the fuck…”

Gary walked toward the open window and stuck his head out “Who’s there? Stop horsing around…if one of you wants to play you know where my office is”

Seeing nobody Gary brought his head back through the window, not realising that Meatgrinder was approaching his office door.

Gary stood in just his skimpy underwear, a cowboy hat, boots and had a cross around his neck. His muscular body was rippling and tanned. He had big tattooed arms, thick juicy pecs and bulging biceps. His abs were chiseled to fuck and he had pumped muscular thighs. He also had a gorgeous face complete with beautiful blue eyes.

Gary grabbed a remote from the side and switched on the stereo, Jason derulos wiggle was blasted around the room. Gary looked into the webcam of his computer and said “Now where were we?” He switched on the monitor and started to read some of the comments…”show me that ass”…”you’re so fucking hot”…”flex your muscles”…”where’d you go baby?”…”show me your big fat cock”…”stroke your pecs you sexy bitch”

Gary smiled, he enjoyed his side business and his fans. It was a good earner flaunting his sexy body about online for bored fat slobs and jerking his cock. If they were lucky he might even get out his toys.

“Okay boys here we go!”

Gary started to gyrate his hips and flex his biceps. His big fat bubble butt swayed back and forth clad in the skimpy underwear. “Is this what you want?” Gary shouted over the music “you want to see this BIG FAT BUTT?” And as the chorus kicked in Gary peeled down his skimpy boxers to reveal his gigantic ass. It looked like two golden watermelons bouncing around as he wiggled his ass back and forth. Gary spread his ass cheeks with his hands…”is that what you want some of this tight pink hole?”….”yeah I wish you could all taste it, stick your tongues in it” Gary bounced his ass cheeks up and down, so that the big muscular golden glutes slapped together. “OH Yeah you want my big fat ass don’t you, you want to fuck me”

“Or maybe you want some of this prime beef?” He wheeled back to face the camera and groped his now erect cock through the tight fabric of his underwear. “Yeah! Is this what you want? To suck on my fat cock? Yeahhhh that’s what you want?”

Gary flexed his large biceps again and said “Yeah look at that muscle! That’s what a real man looks like!” Gary now sat in a chair and began stroking his 12inch cock. Gary’s cock was ridiculously thick and began oozing precum as soon as he started to jerk off. Gary started getting into the Performance stroking his cock faster and harder. Thinking of all the sexy jock sluts he had employed. He started to moan.

The music continued to play as Meatgrinder opened the door. He edged in quietly and saw that his entrance had gone unnoticed by Gary as he was nearing the throws of climax. Meat grinders entrance hadn’t gone unnoticed by the hundreds of viewers watching Gary online.

Comments started to appear “Look behind you”…”BEHIND YOU”….”what the fuck is that!!!! GET OUT OF THERE”….”someone call the cops”

Gary remained oblivious as Meatgrinder inched closer and closer to the fucking idiot muscle cunt. Gary’s body started to glisten with sweat as he pumped his cock harder and harder. His moans got louder and louder. His pecs heaved up and down, his hips started to thrust in the chair and the rippling abs gleamed.

Meatgrinder raised the rope above Gary’s head and fastened him to the chair, just as thick pearly white cum splattered Gary’s abs as he moaned. The rope bound Gary just under his massive pecs and Meatgrinder tied him to the chair. Gary screamed in shock, whilst still moaning with pleasure. He was so confused as to what was happening. Meatgrinder took more rope and secured the musclebound slut to the chair. Gary struggled and screamed but their was nobody to hear him except the audience online.

“This is clearly a joke"….“damn things just got kinky"…"maybe he’ll get fucked this time"…"Yeah tie him down"…"fuck that muscle bitch up”

The comments started to pour in and Gary was making more money than he’d ever made before. He was screaming at his viewers to help him. “HELP! HELP! somebody please!!!”

Gary was now fastened to the chair in his office. Thick rope tied him around just under the pecs, Meatgrinder had bound his thighs and his arms. Gary was defenceless.

Meatgrinder was in a rage about what he had seen and his plan to kill Michael, had temporarily been put on hold.

Meatgrinder pulled out a pair of pliers and approached Gary from the side making sure his audience could get a good view. Gary was screaming for help, his cum coated Abs thrashing around. Meatgrinder opened the pliers and made a bee line for his massive pecs and perfect nipples. Meatgrinder gripped Gary’s nipple between the pliers and began to squeeze and pull.

Gary’s perfect nipples began to ooze blood as Meatgrinder pulled and twisted the pliers. Stretching the nipples and mutilating them. Gary screamed at the top of his lungs “WHY!WHY are you doing this? MY BODY! PLEASE STOP…PLEASE MY FUCKING PECS!!! PLEASE!”

Meatgrinder spat in Gary’s face. Thick brown saliva ran down Gary’s gorgeous face and into his screaming mouth. Meatgrinder yanked hard and tore one of the nipples clean off Gary’s big pec. He then proceeded to do the same to the other. Blood was pouring out the the holes in Gary’s pumped perfect golden pecs. Thick streams of blood ran down Gary’s body as he screamed.

Meatgrinder looked At the huge golden chest and licked his lips. The flesh looked so succulent and the big muscles looked so juicy. He caressed them with his hands And kneaded them together like dough. He stuck his fingers in the nipple wounds and penetrated the bleeding holes. Gary screamed in pain. “GET THE FUCK OFF MY PECS! PLEASE, I’LL FUCKING PAY YOU, JUST TAKE WHAT YOU WANT BUT DON’T HURT ME”

Meatgrinder smiled wickedly. Gary could see on the computer screen that the message had turned from concern to downright sickening. “Yeah fucking mutilate those pecs!”…”teach that faggot a lesson”…”ruin the dumb jock he’s a fucking tease”…”destroy that slut body”…”FUCKING KILL THE CUNT!!!”

Meatgrinder lowered his head to Gary’s pecs and started to suck on the big juicy pecs. Meatgrinders rancid green tongue probed the bloody holes and Meatgrinder began to drink the thick blood pouring out of Gary’s pecs. After quenching his thirst, he then began to nibble at the golden juicy muscles, ripping off small pieces of flesh. Torturing Gary’s pecs. Gary screamed again, but Meatgrinder ignored them he began to take wild nashing bites out of the camp owners filthy musclebound faggot cunt body. Big pieces of succulent pec meat were mashed in meatgrinders mouth, tanned strips of firm muscle were turned into pulp and digested by the brutal beast. Meatgrinder gained composure and stopped the torture of Gary’s pecs. He was still alive and had a lot of life in him, and there were other areas of that hot body Meatgrinder wanted to explore and destroy. Gary’s chest was truly mutilated the pecs were no more they had been digested. Gaping holes where they big steaks should have been were oozing blood. Blood had began to flow out of Gary’s mouth.

Meatgrinder pulled out a large carving knife and let the metal gentle caress Gary’s abs. The sharp point of the blade was dragged slowly down the tanned washboard stomach, outlining each rippling abdominal, leaving only a graze. The fear in Gary’s handsome face was priceless, his viewers were enjoying the end of the filthy slut they had been watching for months. The blade stopped just on the rim of Gary’s underwear. Meatgrinder placed his hand on the bulge of Gary’s cock and squeezed the 12 inch meat gently. He released the cock and looked into Gary’s eyes. Gary whispered “Please no…please not my cock”

The comments on the screen flashed up “fucking rip that big dick off”…”stab him in his big cunt dick”…”that arrogant cocky fuck deserves all he gets, taking our fucking money!”

Meatgrinder ripped the underwear clean off Gary’s body and squeezed his dick, he placed the knife under the balls and teased Gary with the blade. He made the mammoth dick flop from side to side with the blade, playing with his prey. Meatgrinder remembered the thoughts that had ran through his head when he watching the circle of sluts jack off. Gary’s was the first cock he was going to collect and it was a fucking beauty.

Meatgrinder pulled the huge cock head so that the dick was stretched out and he placed the blade at the base of Gary’s big juicy steak and eggs. With one clean slice, Meatgrinder severed the gargantuan muscle daddy dick clean off Gary’s body, along with his huge testicles. Meatgrinder raised the succulent meat up to Gary’s face. Gary was screaming at the top of his lungs blood splatters the floor and sprayed the keyboard of his computer. Gary watched meat grinder attach his huge twelve inches to a belt covered in hooks.

Meatgrinder took the carving knife and viciously stabbed Gary in the face. The sharp point of the knife punctured his mouth knocking out his pearly white teeth and severing his tongue. Blood cascaded down his throat and he began to choke as he screamed. Blood garbled out of his mouth. A second stab of the knife ripped through his right eyeball. A third stab pulverised his baby blue eyes completely. Blood was flying all over the office, all over Meatgrinder and all of the computer monitor. Meatgrinder continued to stab furiously at Gary’s face mangling it to a pulp. Jason Derulos song wiggle was being played on a loop. Gary tried to scream but was nearing death. Meatgrinder threw the knife to the side and rammed his bare hands through the hole in Gary’s chest, ripping out his still beating heart. Meatgrinder squeezed the beating organ that had powered that huge powerful muscle daddy body. Meatgrinder ground it with his bare hands into a pulp and tossed it aside. He retrieved his knife and slashed at Gary’s huge arms, stabbing the huge pumped tattooed biceps, ripping muscles off the dead slut and throwing them around the office in rage. Meatgrinder went for Gary’s abs and stabbed furiously at the golden muscles, Gary’s guts spilt all over the floor, they splashed the walls and the ceiling. Meatgrinder could smell a strong stentch and realised that whilst he had been slaughtering Gary’s gym pumped jock body, that he had shit himself. Gary’s shit had smeared his golden bubble butt and was oozing out of the tight pink hole he had been flaunting on webcam only minutes ago.

Meatgrinder threw his head back and let out a guttural, animalistic laugh. He gripped Gary’s legs which were still strapped to the chair and ripped them wide apart severing them clean from Gary’s corpse. Meatgrinder proceeded to smash the room to bits with the muscular thighs. Huge chunks of meat smacked into walls and furniture. Shards of glass from the computer monitor embedded I the golden horse race thighs. Meatgrinder trashed the office ensuring the Gary’s body was well and truly destroyed. The musclebound camp leader was dead. Meatgrinder would continue to destroy Gary’s army of musclebound jock whores that roamed his woods.