I’m so deep in these poses I don’t hear you coming closer to my body. The waterfall roaring behind me, sun on my chest, green posing trunks stretched tight over everything I’m proud of.

Arms up. Biceps peaked. Abs locked. I’m so into my own muscles... I'm so into my own body.... My own muscles and flexing are giving my MUSCLE COCK an erection...now! I'm getting fucking long and hard inside the spandex bodybuilder posers. Fuck yes! Flexing and posing more... I love my muscles so much. The sweep of the lats, the vein on the forearm, the way the pouch is stuffed with my cock and balls.

I don’t notice you stepping through the leaves.You get close enough to smell my sweat. Close enough to hook two fingers in my poser's waistband. I’m still flexing when you start to pull. “Fuck no— ”

Too late. The posers slide down my quads. The pouch is gone. My protective spandex is gone! My muscle cock springs out into the open air, thick and heavy and already hard and pumped, pointing straight UP like it belongs on display. Even with my posers gone... my manhood totally exposed... I keep the pose. Chest out. Quads tight. Dick twitching because now the whole world can see it and I can feel how much you wanted to expose me. And I’m getting harder the longer you look at my MUSCLE COCK.