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The Ultimate Muscle Hunk Challenge, Part 11
After the commercials, the show continued. The studio audience cheered as Alex welcomed everyone back to the show. The camera zoomed in on the two hunky hosts at the center of the stage. Alex was dressed in a black business suit with a red necktie while Scott was wearing a similar suit with a blue tie.
"Now, before the commercial break," Alex said, "we tested Rod Dixon's pectoral development using pugilistics. Rod passed our pectoral test, but seemed a bit weak in the midsection, something he'll need to work on, if he intends to remain in the competition. Up next is our third contestant, Jack Offerman."
"That's right, Alex," Scott said, as he turned to his left, where the nearly naked Jack Offerman stood. Jack was wearing just those skimpy white posers that so poorly hid his large genitalia. His big dong and large, rounded balls were clearly outlined in the thin white fabric.
"Now, Jack," Scott said, "you've got some amazing musculature: a strong back, big pecs, wide lats. What body part, though, are you most proud of?"
"Well, I'd say -- and I think my fans out in the audience would agree -- my best muscles are probably my glutes."
Many in the studio audience cheered.
"Will you show us your glutes, Jack?" Alex asked.
"Sure," Jack said, as he turned around, facing away from the audience.
The hunky muscleman started flexing his glutes, but was interrupted by Scott, who said, "wait, let's pull these trunks down a bit so we can see the musculature a bit better." The host grabbed the back of Jack's posing trunks and pulled them down to below Jack's ass.
"There we go," Scott said, as Jack began flexing his sexy ass muscles in front of the camera. He put on an amazing show, as he flexed first his right ass cheek, then his left, and finally both at the same time. The studio audience ate it up as he flexed his ass sexily. The camera zoomed in for a nice, tight shot.
Then Alex said, "Here, let's pull those trunks down just a bit further. We can't really see where the gluteals meet the backs of the thighs." He walked over and pulled Jack's posing trunks all the way down to the hunk's knees.
"Now look at the backs of Jack's legs here, Scott," Alex said. "This muscle here is called the biceps femoris. It attaches to the gluteus here." He pointed out the area. "And you can see here that Jack has really worked this area. Squeeze right here, Scott."
Scott grabbed Jack's lower ass, squeezing the hunk's sexy butt as Jack flexed it.
"Notice how rock-hard that muscle is there," Alex said.
At home, I had a rock-hard muscle, too, watching Alex and Scott grabbing Jack's bare-ass muscle.
"Thank you Jack," Alex said, as the hosts moved to the final contestant.
"Our final contestant is Dick Hardman," Alex said. "Now, Dick, I just asked Jack what his best muscle was. What's yours? Biceps? Delts?"
"My best muscle...? I think the best muscle I have is... probably my fuck-stick," Dick said with a shrug.
"Your fuc... your penis?"
"Yeah, you know. I work out my whole body, including my schlong. I've got a big dick, and I work it out every day." Dick grabbed his crotch lewdly, wrapping his muscular hands around the shaft of his cock and giving it a few rough jerks. At this hot scene, the studio audience erupted in cheers. At home, I was practically erupting myself.
Alex shook his head and grinned as he turned back to the camera. Then he said, "Alright, now it's time for the moment you've all been waiting for. Right now, we will eliminate one of our four competitors. Gentlemen, please take your places on the dais."
Behind the hosts, the four competitors walked to the raised dais at stage left; Jack pulled up his posing trunks, sadly covering up his crotch and ass. Peter, however, didn't even bother to shove his cock and balls back into his trunks. He'd apparently left them hanging out since before the commercial break. The sight of hunky, handsome Peter walking around the stage in those skimpy posing trunks with his dick and balls hanging out of them was almost enough to send me over the edge. I couldn't believe how brazen these men where.
Well, most of them. The only man who still seemed uncomfortable on the show was Rod. While the other three studs kept pushing the limits with every scene, Rod was still hanging back. Although he had briefly appeared fully nude last week for the Greco-Roman wrestling tournament, it had been with obvious great reluctance. He clearly wasn't entirely comfortable with appearing fully nude on national television. And yet, he had to know by now how much the audience liked seeing every square inch of the competitors.
As I mused, the contestants mounted the dais and took their respective places under four spotlights, and the hosts nattered on about how heavy the voter turn-out was.
"The viewers at home voted in droves this week, Scott," Alex said. "Our phone lines even went down at one point, and we received over five hundred thousand votes by text message."
"That's right, Alex," Scott said. "But despite some technical issues, there were some conclusive results. And based on those results, one challenger will go home tonight, losing his chance at that half million dollar grand prize. For whom did the home audience vote?"
The camera switched now to a tight shot of Dick, Peter, Rod and Jack on the dias, as dramatic music played in the background. The studio audience started calling out names as the camera panned over the sexy bodies of the four hunky muscle men.
"With an incredible 61 percent of the vote, the first challenger who is SAFE is..."
The tempo of the music intensified, driving the drama up one more notch.
"Dick Hardman!"
The audience cheered as Dick smiled in relief, then grabbed his crotch in a lewd, cocky salute to the audience. The spotlight above him went dark as the cameras focused on the other three competitors.
"With 23 percent of the vote, the next challenger SAFE is..."
"Jack Offerman!"
Again the audience cheered as Jack waved to his fans. His spotlight, too, went dark as the cameras zoomed in on the two remaining contestants, one of whom would be going home very soon.
"Peter Cox, Rod Dixon, the contestant with the lowest overall popularity score, and who is therefore going home tonight is..."
More dramatic music played as the studio audience yelled.
"It's a tie!" Alex exclaimed. "Both contestants received 8 percent of the vote!"
The audience gasped as Scott explained that, in the case of a statistical tie, the two competitors would have one last competition: "One last challenge to determine who will remain and who will be going home. It's time for the Ultimate Muscle Hunk Posedown!"
"Alright, men," Alex said. "The two of you will have five minutes, posing on stage. The man who whips the audience into the bigger frenzy will win this portion of the competition. The other man, unfortunately, will be going home. You start... right now!"
There on the dias, the two men began flexing their amazing, muscular bodies. Peter started out with a front lat spread, while Rod began with a Most Muscular. Both men showcased their muscles to the fullest extent, flexing their studly muscles to the max. However, it was a little hard not to notice Peter's long cock and hefty balls sticking out of the front of his shorts. The cocky way he let it all hang out (literally!) as he flexed drove the studio audience wild. Nearly all of the cheering was Peter's name.
Rod switched to a rear lat spread, then an abs and thigh pose. However, it was clear that he was not getting the audience's support. Peter had changed to a Side Triceps pose, turing to the side. This only accentuated the fact that his cock and balls were literally hanging out of his posers as he posed. The audience ate this shit up. At home, I was stroking my cock watching this sexy display.
Rod knew he was screwed. You could see it in his face. He tried several other poses as the clock ticked down, but the audience was chanting, "PETER! PETER!". There was no way Rod was going to win. You could see by the look on his face. He knew it was over. That half-million dollar grand prize was gone. He'd be off the show. No chance at all that money.
Then Rod did an incredible thing. He PULLED HIS POSING TRUNKS DOWN!
I couldn't believe it! Neither could the audience. But they started cheering for him!
Encouraged by the audience reaction, Rod hit a sexy Most Muscular pose, his posers down around his ankles. The audience cheered. "RO-OD! RO-OD!" echoed throughout the studio. Rod smiled as he posed. He knew he had the audience now.
Peter was desperate now. He knew he had to reclaim the audience's attention. Peter, of course, already knew what gets this TV audience's attention; he grabbed his big cock and started jacking it with his right hand as he flexed his bicep with his left arm. Since all eyes were on Rod now, it took a few seconds for the audience to notice Peter playing with his cock, but soon the audience was chanting Peter's name again.
And at Peter's left, Rod noticed Peter masturbating.
You could see the conflict written on Rod's face.
And desperation: there was only three minutes left on the clock.
He HAD to get the studio audience back on his side.
And so, he did the only thing he could do. Rod Dixon, the Christian from the most conservative corner of Texas... grabbed his cock. And started playing with it. As he flexed on national TV!
He didn't just play with his dick. He stroked it to a massive erection. His face flushed red; you could tell he was embarrassed to be playing with himself on camera.
And yet, he was doing it!
Rod rubbed his 8-inch boner up and down. He wrapped his hand around the shaft and stroked his big hard-on as he pulled a Side Chest. He flicked his cock head with his thumb as he switched to a Side Triceps. He jacked faster as he switched to a Hands-on-Hips Most Muscular. And even faster as he hit a Crab Most Muscular. His cock slapped up against his abs when he released it to pull an Abs and Thigh pose, then he grabbed it again as he struck another side pose.
Rod was really getting into jacking off, now, and the pace of his stroking was speeding up. He was jacking off in earnest, still flexing his muscles, but his concentration was now entirely focused on getting off. His fist was a blur on his cock, stroking for all he was worth.
With a groan of pleasure, Rod shot a volley of cum into the air. The first rope of semen was followed by a second, then a third. This dude obviously hadn't gotten off in a long while! The audience was screaming his name, cheering him on, as the buzzer sounded the end of the Elimination Round.
The hosts appeared on the dais, each grabbing one of Rod's hands, as they hailed the champion of the Elimination Round. Cum still dribbled from Rod's cock as the hosts congratulated him on his victory.
Alex announced that Rod was the winner of the round, and bid farewell to Peter. Then the hosts thanked the audience for tuning in. "And don't forget to tune in next week, as the competition heats up between our three remaining contestants. Who will go on to become the victor here on The Ultimate Muscle Hunk Challenge?!" The closing credits rolled as I ejaculated all over my couch again.
To be continued...