TESTOSTERONE HAIKU!

- Brutal Merc   

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Chad was one hell of a fucking, goddamned muscle beast! Christ! The motherfucker was always riding his fully equipped bike with his motocross gear, showing off his fucking stupendous body for all to see.  And there were many who did, and they lusted after the son of a bitch! Those huge boots with the steel plates in front were a formidable sign of his masculinity, his virility, and his motherfucking pride. His muscles literally burst from them, so awesome was his development. Yes, Chad was a force of nature to be reckoned with. He was always exhibiting that fucking male supremacy he took for granted, and the studs who came up against him paid the price!

Savagely and viciously beating other muscle studs with sadistic joy, he pulverized the bastards, breaking down their beautiful, manly bodies until they became his playthings. Jesus fucking Christ! After beating them to a bloody pulp, Chad fucking raped the dying men, filling his victims with the jism from his twelve inch cock. The lucky ones died before he finished; the others lived long enough to hear his hoarse curses and vile profanities. Surrounded by mangled bodies, Chad would draw up into a double biceps pose and lick the blood from those gorgeous muscles. He wasn't a man, he was a god!

But he was soon to meet his match, and be found wanting! His day had come! 

In a burst of an absolutely insane frenzy of sexual violence, Chad, pumped to the max, attacked the Fireman's Headquarters. For more than an hour the agonized screams of the dying motherfucking firemen seared the air with goddamned heat. Maniacally, Chad murdered twelve muscle hunks without a trace of mercy or pity, the dying cries only inflaming his lust. Men's necks were snapped and crushed, skulls were thrown against walls only to shatter, sending blood and brains everywhere, and virile men of impeccable masculinity went to their deaths at the hands of the mad Chad. Covered in blood, the motherfucker was attacking his last victim. He was grabbing a huge and handsome fireman by his big boots, spreading his legs apart and impaling the goddamned son of a fucking bitch with his gargantuan twelve inch muscle dick, truly a dick of death! Pumping his biceps to their masculine beauty, with his motocross boots wide spread, the fucker pumped the muscular ass of the dying young fireman. Hauling the fireman up against him, Chad prepared for the kill. For christ's cocksucking fucking sake. As he shot his incredible load into the fireman's ass, he snapped the neck of the muscle man as if it were a twig. Roaring his obscenities, he held the dead body against him, the head drooping in death.

JESUS MOTHERFUCKIN' GODDAMN CHRIST!! Still holding the corpse of the fireman, Chad whirled around to see his damnation, for he saw a herculean motherfucking stud motorcycle cop standing in front of him. Slowly, the man turned his gaze on the massacre. Full of emotion, his face contorted as he beheld the carnage. Then he looked back at Chad. The murdering fucker felt his blood run cold. That look! In it, he saw utter, terrible justice and retribution. He saw the flames of hell!

Slowly stripping off his leather jacket, the cop  whose name was Gunther, hit a most muscular pose, then proceeded to rip to shreds his tee shirt, exposing his massive, huge hairy torso with its exploding muscles, the veins in them like thick ropes of pure male power. Chad gasped in awe as he beheld that muscled body, and, almost as an afterthought, dropped the dead fireman after snapping his hipbones with a loud CCRRRAAAAAAAACK!! The poor devil's wasted body thudded to the floor, and Chad saw the muscle god cop look at it in terrible pain. But the next look he saw was directed at him, and it was one of loathing and hatred. Defiantly, Chad went into his own double biceps pose, the blood of his victims still dripping from him.

''YOU FUCKIN' GODDAM MURDERER! FUCKIN' FAGGOT SON OF A BITCH!! FUCK, THE ONLY BLOOD YOU'RE GONNA DRINK TONIGHT IS YOUR FUCKIN' OWN!!

Roaring at the top of his voice, the stud cop Gunther than spat at Chad in utter contempt as Chad smugly kissed the dripping blood off of his mighty biceps, arms and muscles that just killed twelve men! He knew he was the superior man and he would emerge triumphant as always. Knowing he was going to come out on top, Chad's manhood hardened again, knowing it would soon find its release in the cop's corpse.

But that was not to be. As the motherfucking prideful Chad gloried in his body, the muscle cop Gunther attacked him with a roar of rage! In a moment, the cop beast put Chad into a mighty bear hug, throwing every inch of his body into it. Screaming in anger and pain, Chad heard and felt his fucking ribs breaking one by one! Fuckin' christ!

Blood began to pour into his mouth as he endured the agony of his own destruction. Shrieks flew from him as he realized with horror he was going to die, that nothing could be done to stop his aggressor. In a last effort to save his life, Chad tried to resist by stomping the Dehner boots of the cop with his own magnificent feet, but to no fucking avail!

With a shout of pure animal power, Gunther squeezed as hard as he could against Chad's ribcage. Blood spurted from the dying biker's mouth, and he saw the whole room dim about him. He saw, in a misty, half light, the twelve magnificent bodies he had murdered. He saw himself, high on a cliff. Suddenly, next to him was a muscled stud god, handsome and arrogant. Grinning evilly at Chad, he grabbed the young man around his neck and waist, and with prodigious strength, threw Chad over the precipice to his death on the rocks below, his screams filling the air!

Chad's own screams of death were heard very clearly by the towering cop, who turned the fucker upside down, holding in triumph his boots, unable to do a thing. Dropping the motherfucker on his fucking head, Gunther reached down to the fucker's huge hard on. As he grabbed the huge twelve inch dick, it spurted its load right into his face!

Enraged, Gunther did something he had always wanted to do!

With a face set in revenge and hatred, Gunther's strong hands encircled Chad's manhood, tightening its grip of destruction. He began to crush that fucker's genitals with fiendish might, and he began to rip them right out of the helpless biker's gorgeous body. Ignoring the screams of the dying Chad, he pulled and pulled as blood began to flow over his hands onto the floor below. With his own shout of triumph, Gunther tore Chad's cock and balls right out of his magnificent body!

As blood spurted onto his own sweat drenched body, Gunther shoved the mangled genitals right into the near dead biker's fucking mouth. Horrible gurgling noise now came from Chad, who made no more move against Gunther. But the cop was not done yet! With a roar, he stomped  on those goddamn metal plated boots until the steel was driven into Chad's legs, totally shattering them. Then, as curses spewed from his mouth, Gunther encircled the mangled body with his great biceps, bending it backward until CCRAAAAAACK! he snapped the motherfucking murderer's spine, bringing the loathsome Chad to his most deserved death!

Straddling the corpse, Gunther needed release! Fuck! Jesus fucking christ! Whipping his own twelve inch dick out of his leather breeches, Gunther fell on Chad's dead body and rode that dead ass like a maniacal demon from hell, cursing as he did so. The warm bloody ass was perfect for his orgasm, and very soon, his loins were ready, and great bursts of cum flew from his cock, showering Chad as he pulled out and stood over the body. "GODDAM YOU TO HELL!" the enraged man yelled at the dead man. Groaning, Gunther looked down at what was once the muscle god Chad. Fuck! All he saw was bloody pulp waiting for a body bag. With a snarl, Gunther kicked what was left of the wasted biker.

The room was still. It was filled with the smell of death and annihilation, the smell of blood, the smell of male power and male defeat. As he moved around the room, Gunther's heart was filled with emotion as he looked at the friends he knew who were now all dead. Sad, he stopped by the body of a young rookie fireman, Karl, who had won his heart. Gunther was on the verge of revealing his love for this young man, but now he was dead. He looked at the handsome face, now resting in death, and at his muscular and still sexually attractive body. Slowly, Gunther knelt by the young man and pulled his dead, blood filled mouth up to his. As he drank the rich life-giving liquid from Karl, he began to passionately kiss the thick lips and soon was deep throating the corpse's mouth with the fervor of a lover. Murmuring incoherent words of love to the beautiful dead man, Gunther turned Karl s's Adonis like body over and licked and kissed the still stunning ass. Guiding his twelve inch cock into it, he began to fuck Karl with the passion and grandeur of a god. He was doing it in tribute to this young fireman, felled in the line of duty.

Surges of passion filled the panting Gunther, and his loins told him his orgasm was near. As he prepared to cum, the motherfucking muscle cop pulled his gun from his holster. As he rode the corpse, he placed the barrel of the gun to his right temple. FUCK! FUCK! AH, GODDAMN MEEEEEEEE! As Gunther shouted his curses, his load flowed into the handsome dead young man. At the same time, his finger pulled the trigger, blowing his brains out. Holding in the air for a moment, the muscular Gunther's dead body fell heavily on top of his young wished for lover.

Sirens soon were heard. In a few minutes, the other firemen, police and emergency men would find this surreal, almost serene scene. Fourteen men dead. Fourteen men snuffed out, only one by his own free will. Looking on the scene, in spite of the horror on their faces, their cocks would harden as the would-be rescuers beheld the result of unrelenting sexual violence! Then, as if in a trance, each of those men would find an ass, a mouth, a wound, and would plunge their cocks into those holes, screaming their release. And then the body bags would come, the clean up, the mundane. After all, it was business as usual...

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