They walked into the main part of Corinth and sure enough, there was Titus, looking pumped up and ready for action. Most men would have found the sight of 240# of pumped up muscle intimidating. Titus was so sure of himself. He knew that he had the size and skills to defeat anyone. He also knew the size of the man he was waiting for had muscle mass over him but his speed would be the thing he would use to take down this massive stranger. The entire town showed up to watch their undefeated champion take on the new comer. Suddenly, the ground seemed to rumble and shake with every step the stranger took as he approached Titus. The crowd gasp at the size of this man. Although Hercules was fully clothed the width alone of his shoulders and thickness of his torso stunned everyone. When Hercules stood next to Titus, the comparison was obvious to everyone….. Titus was clearly giving away nearly 200 pounds of rock-hard muscle to this hulking man. As Hercules took off his clothes, you could see each muscle as it was unveiled was devoid of any body fat. Zeus helped him take off his shirt. He had to pull hard to get the sleeves over his out stretched arms. When Hercules lowered his arms his torso ballooned out. His pecs now over 78" thickened and rose and nearly touched his chin. His arms touched the 30" mark and his back was as wide as a barn door. The muscle bellies were massive….huge and each one was blown up with hard, vascular, powerful flesh. Hercules was not only a muscle freak, but he was also deeply tanned and a very handsome man. Herc's main purpose in life was to test his power against another man and to enjoy watching and feeling the man lose the battle of muscles and to succumb to his superior power. This is exactly what he had planned for Titus right now.

Hercules stripped down to a loin cloth that barely held his massively thick cock. He walked to the center of area they were going to fight in. For the first time, Titus got a look at Herc's physique. It was obvious by looking at his face, he had no idea what he had agreed to when he took on the match. At 22 years old, Hercules had a body that had never been achieved by any other man….at any age. At 6'2 and now clearly 430 pounds of pure muscle he knew he was totally unstoppable and loved it! The layers of muscles could not be comprehended. His muscles were so thick, if it weren't for the amazing definition he had, you couldn't tell where one muscle stopped and the next one started. Hercules knew by just standing there, he was intimidating the hell out of Titus, but that wasn't good enough for him. He began to flex and pose in front of his opponent and would occasionally shake out his muscles to warm them up for the battle. The crowd just stood there in silence. Looking in awe at the muscle bound beast in front of them. Just to take a single step Hercules' quads fought to roll over one another because of their thickness. This man Hercules was obviously no man to these people. He was indeed a God.

Titus would do the same thing, but compared to Hercules, his physique just wasn't that impressive anymore. A crowd had gathered and everyone was shocked by Hercules' unbeatable physique. Wait until they witnessed his power! Titus and Hercules decided the match would be a true test of superiority. There would be virtually no rules….anything goes and the match would be decided only when one man walked to the edge of the lake and gave his opponent 3 full minutes to reach him. If the opponent could not get to the edge of the lake within 3 minutes after the other combatant did, the match would be over. Hercules' thick cock stirred just thinking about how much damage he would do to Titus with no rules and virtually nothing to stop him from nearly killing him. Hercules could feel the ointment that Zeus had rubbed on his body working it's way deep into each muscle belly. His adrenaline was running fast and he couldn't wait to get his hands on Titus and begin ripped him apart. He hardly knew the limit to his strength before Zeus applied the ointment and now he couldn't even imagine there being a limit to it now that he was generating 100% of it's potential.

The two men circled each other and Hercules lifted his massive arms over his head….opening up his huge body to Titus. The width of his torso was mind boggling. It was a wall of muscle like has never been seen and only talked about in tales. Hercules smiled and told Titus to take his best shot. He did and began to drive his fists into Herc's 8-pac abs. The sound of the impacting fist pounded through the air. Each blow bounced off effortlessly and brought a wicked smile to Herc's face. Titus' fist ached from hitting the steel like torso. "My turn", Hercules said as he closed his fingers of his huge hand and made a fist bigger then Titus has ever seem. He rammed it deep into Titus' midsection. The blow drove in a good 4 inches as the air gushed out at the same time Titus was forced a good foot off the ground and then he double over from the effects of the devastating blow. "Now that's an abs shot, fucker!", Hercules told Titus, as he grabbed his neck, lifting him off the ground and overhead. Herc pressed Titus overhead several times before he brought his abs down across his extended right quadriceps. As Titus' abs connected with the flexed 45" quad of Hercules, it felt like a steel pole had been rammed into his gut. Titus felt a massive wave of pain rush through his body as he was forced to lay across Herc's quad as he felt it ram deeper into his heaving gut. Hercules lifted him off his quad a couple of feet, only to ram him across it again. Herc liked the results of this maneuver, so he forced Titus to endure several more drops across his massive quads. At only 22 years old, Hercules had an insatiable desire to see men suffer at his hands.

Hercules threw Titus on his back and immediately drove his knee into his lower gut several times, each connection forced Titus to convulse as every ounce of air was driven from his body. Hercules left his massive knee driven deep into Titus' gut for a few seconds and would force all 430 pounds into the center of his abs before he raised his knee, only to repeat the process all over again. Herc looked down and saw how the damage was having its effect on Titus and loved what he saw. He then picked up Titus and lifted him over his wide, gigantic shoulders into a backbreaker. Hercules loved to use this hold. It was completely devastating and no one could possibly power their way off his shoulders. He could keep the pain up as long as he wanted to. Hercules began to bounce Titus while he stretched his helpless victim tighter across his shoulders. The crowd was cheering wildly as Hercules continued the assault on Titus' back. That was Herc's trademark in his matches…..he would choose an area on his opponents body and would continue to assault that one area. It was obvious in this contest, he was going for the lower back. This area was one of Hercules' favorite area to destroy. After several minutes of the mind-bending torture of being forced to endure the power of the backbreaker, Herc lifted Titus off his shoulders and immediately dropped him across his massive quad into another backbreaker. Titus was out of his mind in pain from the back torture he was enduring at Hercules' hands. Herc's quad was flexed to unreal proportions, the layers of muscle were like steel cords running across the top of his quad. The muscle was driving into Titus' back….forcing the weakened muscle to spasm.

Hercules knew Titus was ready for the finisher…the hold that would bust his back for good. He couldn't wait to apply it! He picked Titus up unceremoniously and immediately wrapped his MASSIVE guns around his waist. Hercules began to pick him up and as he did he forced his biceps peaks into Titus' ribs and began to slowly CRUSH the muscle and bone like a boa constrictor. Titus could feel the pressure closing in on him, but there was nothing he could do except kick his legs and try to beat on the mountainous traps of Hercules. The blows had little effect on Herc's power as he continued to drive his arms around Titus' midsection. His arms were as thick as Titus' legs. Hercules' pecs ballooned out like two massive and hard bowling balls. His own chin was engulfed by the upper cleavage of his powerful pecs. Titus felt the air being forced out of his lungs by this monster. Hercules began to bounce Titus up and down, forcing Titus' body deeper into his grasp and making it impossible for him to even think about surviving this hold. Hercules' power quickly took it's toll on Titus and his head began to wobble back and forth and from side to side as Hercules' power continued to increase. The ointment that Zeus rubbed on his body had a devastating effect as his body fat was only 3%. There was absolutely nothing cushioning the rock hard muscle from devastating Titus' body. Hercules could feel the bones bending as he powered the hold up even further and that is exactly what he wanted to feel. He was only using a fraction of his total strength on this man. He continued to grind his massive arms into his victim….concentrating on breaking the ribs. As he threw Titus from side to side…..he could feel the bones give way to his power and strength. This is exactly what Hercules was hoping for and he flexed his massive body, forcing each muscle to contract into layers of huge, massive muscle. His thick cock swelled as it pushed against the heavy leather pouch that contained it. The bulge was as though he had a grapefruit between his legs. Hercules never felt so muscular...so powerful. He knew he was totally unstoppable!

Hercules threw Titus to the ground in a heap as he hit a huge double bicep shot to the crowd. His peaks formed gigantic triple peaks on top of the massive amount of muscle. Each arm was easily larger than any man's quads in the crowd. Titus was in a fetal position on the ground, holding his sides from the devastation of the bearhug. A small amount of blood was trickling from his mouth….from the internal injuries the power of the hold had caused. Hercules walked over to Titus and ripped off his loin wrap…..unveiling Titus glutes and cock. Herc took off his own cloth and never had anyone seen such massive balls and cock. His cock was easily 10 x 7 and that was when it was soft. His cock was semi-hard now and Herc began to stroke his cock to get it to it's hardest, thickest, and most devastating state. Some in the crowd how seen Hercules in this frame of mind before and had seen the devastation he was capable of. Many had not, and had no idea what he was planning to do. Although, it became obvious as he stood over the broken man while he stroked his cock and it grew to it's dangerous full size. Herc turned Titus over onto his face and spread his quads apart as he aimed his cock between the flesh of his glutes. The cock head easily forced the cheeks of his glutes apart as it hit it's mark and he penetrated Titus. Hercules took great pleasure in feeling his cock stop short from being able to enter Titus' asshole. He began to push it in, using his massive quad power to force it in further and further. He had only gotten about 4" of the now 14.5" cock shaft in before he could feel the skin of Titus' asshole stretch to it's limits. This was the part he liked the most. He knew if he forced more of his shaft in, the skin would tear, causing massive amounts of pain to the recipient (in this case, Titus). He grabbed Titus' traps to brace himself as he flexed the tree trunk-like quads and began forcing more and more of his cock shaft into Titus. Titus was screaming as the huge shaft did it's damage to him. He felt as though he were being ripped apart….which is exactly what was happening to him. Hercules began to laugh at Titus' screaming as he grew more intense with his ass plowing. When Herc had finally managed to shove every inch of his shaft into Titus' ass, he slowly began pulling it back out, causing just as much pain to him. Each second that Hercules was either shoving his shaft in or pulling it back out, caused Titus to scream and beg Hercules to stop the devastation. Herc ignored Titus' please for mercy and continued to plow his ass with his huge cock. Hercules could feel his cockhead hitting Titus' kidneys when he had fully inserted the massive shaft inside him. He forced his cockhead to plow into the kidney over and over again. He could feel the blood dripping down Titus' inner quads not only from the tear in his glutes but also from the devastation of the power fucking he was being forced to endure from Hercules.

Hercules picked Titus up and easily lifted him up into a full nelson…..his arms forced straight up into the air. Hercules bent down far enough so his cock was under Titus' glues….again, piercing his hole and forcing it's way deep inside his bowels. Hercules poured on the power, forcing Titus' shoulders to bend away from his body in an unnatural position as Hercules poured on the power, all the while forcing his victim to impale himself deeper on his gigantic muscular cock shaft. Hercules massive pecs bulged into Titus' back like two boulders. He wrapped one of his huge legs around Titus' to hold him in place. This one leg was thicker and three times as powerful as both of Titus'. Hercules began to rip into Titus' shoulder with his powerful guns……tearing at the shoulder blade until it finally gave way from the pressure of the huge, muscular frame that was going berserk. His full nelson had ripped Titus' shoulders from their sockets, and Hercules continues to maul at the shoulder blades, making sure he had inflicted massive amounts of damage to his opponent. He had every intention of causing enough damage to Titus that he would have no choice but to recover over the next few months as his body began to atrophy from lack of movement. Hercules cock continued it's devastation inside Titus' body as he was forced to endure the massive waves of power as he was shaken violently, trapped in the full nelson. Hercules looked down at the back of Titus' neck that he was easily bending forward, nearly breaking his neck and spinal cord from the pressure of the hold. He tossed Titus to the ground, leaving him in a heap with a trail of blood running from the spot he had been impaled on Herc's cock to where he lay, bleeding from his mouth and glutes. Hercules wiped the blood off his quads as he began a series of poses to the crowd who watched in stunned silence now. All you heard was the moaning and gurgling of Titus who lay in a heap on the ground and the groaning as Hercules his one pose after another. Hercules has reached a point he never was before. He was in a power rush that he could never get out of and he loved it! No one could believe the devastation they just witnessed from this boy. It was obvious there was no one in this town that could stop him. The question was….could ANYBODY stop this mad man? Or would he have free reign to dominate anyone and everyone? This question was one that Hercules was sure he knew the answer to.

Hercules walked out of the small town with his father Zeus. Zeus had a hard on like never before watching his son unleash the monster with in him. Hercules wanted more. This world he lived wasn't enough. He knew that this world wasn't for him. He was far beyond it! He often heard his father tell tales of a world he saw in his looking glass. A world that set just slightly beyond the 21st century. A world where crime was out of control and billions of mortals walked the earth. Hercules knew this was the world be wanted to conquer and control. An empire hundreds of times larger then the earth he was on now. All of the Gods of his time looked in awe of this future world but only a Master God such as Zeus could send anyone there. Zeus never permitted any one of his followers to step physical foot in the future world but he would change his mind as his massively mighty son turned to him and pressed his 430 pound body into his. He told his father of his desire to control and use his muscle and strength. Zeus was mesmerized by his muscle bound son and taught him all there was to know of this world. And then a port hole was opened and the wide massive frame of Hercules passed through it. He was to begin his assault on this world slowly and quietly with his father at his side.