...Hercules raged forward... If he had forgotten the way, he would have found it now! First Achilles &Apollo;their mouths&asses leaking sperm;lay helpless on the ground!...Now Theseus, left hanging over a tree-limb, cumming uncontrollably as his eyes stared ahead blankly with terror! Now Mars, mighty War-God, his body smashed on the rocks pounded to gravel beneath him!! Hercules crashed into the clearing, and there the fearless Muscle-God saw his only fear!!! Before him the Behemoth, Hulking Barbarian smirked! He was pumping outrageously, a body trapped face-first in the Meat-Monster’s embrace! Any normal man would be dead, but a thick, throbbing cock betrayed a trembling consciuosness... Hercules moaned... the broad shoulders, the heavy, flaring lats, the helpless, giant triceps, the hard, tiny waist, the powerful, powerless legs! The golden honey-colored, bowling ball butt!! He could not see a face or head buried in the churning chest-meat, but a lock of yellow curls struggled beneath Conan’s chin!

”YOU!!”, bellowed Conan! ”AIN'T YOU LEARNED YOUR LESSON?!” ...the cruel eyes narrowed. ”That's OK”, he sneered, ”saves me a trip!”

Hercules let his muscle do the talking. Conan was an egomaniac, braggart, SHOW-OFF!

”I been layin’ down the Law here while you been layin’ in the mud!” he boasted. ”The first batch were pushovers!! Don’t you train these guys?!” ...he gave an evil chuckle... ”I guess I made a BIG impression on ’em!” …”But this one...!” He held up the limp body without releasing his grip. ”I can see why you like HIM!! Good size; nice, firm everything! Fights back good... you got an A#1 piece of workout equipment here!” He pumped even bigger to make his point.. ”Did I say ’got’? I meant HAD!” Conan enjoyed infuriating his opponent! ”...the Kid has good manners, too! Doesn’t talk with his mouth full!” The Barbarian delivered a devastating flex that made Samson squirm in agony. ”...SUPER-FULL!”...

"He’s mine!" ...warned Hercules...

"Well, let’s just ask the Kid about that!”, said Conan.

It took both hands and a mighty effort to dislodge Samson’s head from its pec-prison. One-handed, Conan held him up by his hair... ”So, whaddya say, Kid?”

Young Samson’s beautiful face was battered and bruised. One eye was swollen shut. His lips were raw and his tongue lolled out from the forced sucking and licking... even Conan was impressed!

”Shit! I gotta start easing up on the little ones!”, he said. He shook the brutalized muscle-boy...

”TELL HIM!”

...Samson peered out of his good eye. He was too beat to lie...

”...T-too m-much muscle... t-too m-much s-SIZE!... M-MUSCLE EVERYWHERE!! ...n-no f-fair!…”

Conan let him drop to the ground…

”Wouldn’t cum yet, said he wouldn’t give me the ’s-satisfaction’!” he laughed!

”...Just getting’ ready to cock-rape his mouth and asshole! ...when you came along!”

Kid Samson looked up at his Master, Hercules... ”You g-gotta save us, Hercules! Y-you’re the only one B-BIG ENOUGH!!" ...and he shuddered with an orgasm!…

”Knew he couldn’t hold much longer”, sneered Conan... ”Just as well!” He eyed Hercules with contempt! ”I’m warmed up now, need a challenge! Here, you’ll need this!” The strutting Wildman tossed Hercules a jug of pump-juice and downed one himself... ”See you got Super-swole from our match-up, too! Check this out!” ...He reached behind his own back, forcing his shoulder-blades together, opening up his titanic rib-cage... ”Yeah, that’s it! Watch!!”

Now he pumped his mixed blood and testosterone forward, blowing up his already huge meat in an awesome chest-spectacle! Each one was now easily three times the size of Hercules’ head! Samson cowered in the shadow they cast over his body!

”I dominated you with these the first time we battled! WHAT'RE YOU GONNA DO ABOUT ’EM NOW!!”…

Slowly, Hercules staggered forward... The Beating, the Pump-juice, his Rage... He barely knew where he was... He stared, dumb-struck, at the impossible mounds of meat taunting him... Conan’s sick mind jumped ahead... He knew the Rules! As well as Samson and Hercules and all the others! He saw the sweetest of victories in his grasp!! WIN BY INTIMIDATION!!!! IF he could make the reigning Size-King suck off his outrageous muscle, without even touching him! His own massive superiority would be uncontested!! And he had witnesses! The crushed heroes, demi-gods and gods had crawled back... And Kid Samson!!! If he were forced to watch his once-proud Meat-Master worshipping at the altar of the NEW CHAMPION!!!!...

”Yeah,man!”, he worked up the muscle as he played with Hercules’ mind… ”You remember what it was like now, don’cha?!”...

He didn’t know why,… Hercules wrapped a hot fist around each of Conan’s bloated nipples… A low moan came from Samson: ”NnnooooooOOOOO!…” Hercules couldn’t hear... He squeezed the bull-nips and felt them pulse and grow in his hands... Conan stomped and tried to control his lust! His monster nips were like two extra sex-organs that couldn’t cum! Only grow and harden and drive him MAD!! Hercules never looked in King Conan’s face, just stared into the deep muscle-cleft that he feared to fall into...

”OOOOHHHH,YEAHH!!”, yelled Conan!” ...Remember how I was scraping the back of your throat with those big, hard things! Remember how I had you hangin’ off of ’em and they was so pumped-up you coudn’t get ’em outta your mouth!!”

Hercules’ own pecs were now swelling, ever huger! He slid them under Conan’s and started to lift...

”Aw, GO! man!”", howled Conan, ”...FIGHT! me, man, turns me ON! PUMPS ME UP!!!”

Three times Hercules pressed the meat-mass back into the Barbarian’s face!!! Three times the Berserker crushed the Muscle-God down onto one knee!!!

”Thor!, Storm-Warrior God of the Norsemen once challenged me!”, barked Conan, ”...then he met THESE!!” Even with his proud nipples streched as far apart as possible, he could still CRASH! the massive beef together with a rolling BOOM!!! ”THUNDER-MEAT! he calls me now! And he waits chained to the foot of my bed for his Master's return!!!”

Now Hercules placed his OWN hands behind his back and ground his nipples into the enemy’s chest. The strain was causing both men to grow at a furious rate! Pre-cum dripped from Kid Samson and the Suck-slaves as they watched their fate unfolding before them! Thick veins poured rivers of SIZE! into both men’s pectoral mass! They hammered away at each other like beasts! Piling muscle-on-muscle! Conan knew they both were close to exploding!! He had to push Hercules over the edge!... His voice rumbled through the deep ravine that separated his pec-mountains!... It echoed through the valley that divided Hercules’ overgrown slabs of meat!!... It rang in Hercules ears!!!........ ”THE KID SAID I WAS BIGGEST!!!!!”

It worked... Something snapped in the Muscle-God’s brain!! He seized the Barbarian’s head in his huge hands... He RAMMED! his bursting pec-meat into Conan’s face! rocking him backwards!! He SLAMMED! his face into a vat of muscle-grease, then used it as a paint brush to oil his Dominating MUSCLE!! The God hit an awesome right side chest shot! BAMMM! with Conan’s head buried deep inside! Now a brutal left! WHAMMM!!...

”HEY, KID! GIVE ME A HAND!”

”YES, SIR!!” Young Samson now used BOTH hands, and every bit of strength in his magnificent body, to force Conan’s face WAAAY! into his triumphant Master’s freakishly deep chest!

”STAND BACK FOR PAYBACK!!” warned Hercules!! He swung his arms wide, then brought his fists CRRRAASSHHHING!!! together in a scarifying Most Muscular!!! The suck-slaves creamed; a geyser of goo rocketed out of Samson’s dick!......

”WHO’S BIGGEST?!!!??!” ...bellowed the Monarch!...

”MIGHTY HERCULES... GOD OF MUSCLE!... KING OF SIZE!!!!” ...they all cheered!!...

”LET’S TAKE THIS LOSER BACK TO THE ARENA!!!”