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51  Getbig Main Boards / Gossip & Opinions / Re: Random pics on: March 07, 2014, 10:10:52 AM
52  Getbig Main Boards / Gossip & Opinions / Re: What happened to Ronnie vs. Dorian on: March 07, 2014, 02:17:01 AM

so let me get this right:

you judge a physique by where the glutes start?  Lips sealed Lips sealed

No, the colour of the posing trunks.
53  Getbig Main Boards / Gossip & Opinions / Re: Cswol's new video - Pull ups, Nasser style. on: March 07, 2014, 02:11:35 AM
What a peculiar person.

A very combative and hostile approach to his viewing public, makes me believe he is dangerously low in self-confidence.

The brightly coloured teenage clothing also suggests that perhaps the root of his problem, is that he is a closet homosexual.

54  Getbig Main Boards / Gossip & Opinions / Re: What happened to Ronnie vs. Dorian on: March 07, 2014, 02:03:11 AM
I always thought Ronnie had a saggy, sloppy looking torso and strange glutes that began very high up his back.

Tremendous physique but I dont see the perfection like some.

Dorian was tight, dry and looked super strong. Just the bad hair style did it for me though.
55  Getbig Main Boards / Gossip & Opinions / Re: Random pics on: March 07, 2014, 01:59:16 AM
56  Getbig Main Boards / Gossip & Opinions / Re: Time Pieces, What's On Your Wrist? on: March 06, 2014, 01:43:53 AM
Breitling navi on steel.
57  Getbig Main Boards / Gossip & Opinions / Re: What skillset is best to make a good fighter? on: March 05, 2014, 03:08:00 PM
Krav Maga is extremely effective, but timing aquired through hundreds of hours of boxing is unrivalled in my opinion.

But intimidation/confidence can scare a threat away or question themselves, to the point no fists are thrown.
58  Getbig Main Boards / Gossip & Opinions / Re: Random pics on: March 04, 2014, 02:43:38 PM
59  Getbig Main Boards / Gossip & Opinions / Re: Random pics on: March 04, 2014, 02:42:34 PM
60  Getbig Main Boards / Gossip & Opinions / Re: question for all the "no carbs" folks... on: March 04, 2014, 09:06:31 AM
Chicken garlic and white wine with a stuffed mushroom.

Butcher's special sun-blushed tomato sausages and mushroom/onion omelette

Herb chicken with cauliflower cheese (mashed up like potato)

A zero sugar jelly and full fat cream is a nice desert, or even zero sugar diabetic chocolate.
61  Getbig Main Boards / Gossip & Opinions / Kate Upton photo shoot in space on: February 19, 2014, 04:55:56 AM

She can defo ride my space rocket.

62  Getbig Main Boards / Gossip & Opinions / Re: SOME RANDOM GYM SHOTS:POST YOUR GYM SHOTS! on: February 12, 2014, 05:12:28 PM
Adonis, you need a pair of knickers for that hair cut.

 Lips sealed
63  Getbig Main Boards / Gossip & Opinions / Re: The AnabolicHalo Threads and Ramblings on: February 11, 2014, 11:01:34 AM
What a bunch of knobheads  Grin
64  Getbig Main Boards / Gossip & Opinions / Re: Random pics on: February 11, 2014, 10:56:35 AM
65  Getbig Main Boards / Gossip & Opinions / Re: Markus Ruhl updatung! on: February 11, 2014, 07:17:46 AM

He looks like Dr Klump midway through a transformation into Buddy Love.

Especially that lip !
66  Getbig Main Boards / General Topics / Re: Suicide bomb instructor kills his class on: February 11, 2014, 07:01:48 AM
RIP  Grin
67  Getbig Main Boards / Gossip & Opinions / Re: Random pics on: February 10, 2014, 03:48:19 PM
68  Getbig Main Boards / Gossip & Opinions / Re: Big Ronnie coleman visit in India on: February 09, 2014, 05:01:29 AM
Indians are good people.
69  Getbig Main Boards / Gossip & Opinions / Re: Tips to stop masturbating? on: February 09, 2014, 04:30:44 AM
screw you asshole

Isnt that another form of masterbation ?
70  Getbig Main Boards / Gossip & Opinions / Re: Anybody use heroin? on: February 04, 2014, 08:26:30 AM
Is a heroin overdose a painful, scary, "violent" death?

Or does the user calmly & unknowingly just slip away into a coma/sleep ----> death

All the people I spoke to that had died from a heroin overdose, said it was generally ok.
71  Getbig Main Boards / Gossip & Opinions / Re: Anybody use heroin? on: February 04, 2014, 08:09:56 AM
When I was a commercial airline pilot, it helped me relax and concentrate when landing.
72  Getbig Main Boards / Gossip & Opinions / Re: Jay Cutler's Rolls Royce on: January 31, 2014, 09:59:19 AM
What is a shmoe ?

Is it like a shoe ?
73  Getbig Main Boards / Gossip & Opinions / Re: Sex adventures of Kriss Akabusi on: January 30, 2014, 08:18:03 AM
This is so surreal and entertaining. Pork_Chop you have a unique style of thinking and writing.

This isn't my handy work friend.

More here:
74  Getbig Main Boards / Gossip & Opinions / Re: Sex adventures of Kriss Akabusi on: January 30, 2014, 07:27:34 AM


Akabusi sat in the park throwing bits of sausage roll at a one legged pigeon as the winter sun beat down on his ebony dome like Ike on his first wife. He'd picked up two sausage rolls and a Steak Bake from Gregg's at the station and found a quiet spot in the park. The Steak Bake had given him serious heart burn which only a bottle of Tango could put out. He'd bought a bottle of Lilt instead. All in all it had been a shit day for Akabusi.

His accountant Harvey Goldenblum had called him earlier and confirmed that his £117,980 mansion in Brickhills had been repossessed by the National Lottery. Akabusi had become addicted to online scratchcards and things had got so bad he sold all his medals and naked pictures he had of Norris McWhirter. The ten quid he had got on eBay for the lot hadnít made a big difference.

On the upside the cool air of the wind brushed against his expresso chassis like Rolf Harris on canvas. He felt his tremondous length growl like a waking tiger - it wanted feeding and he knew it only ate pussy. He popped his hand inside his grey dungerees and pinched the increasingly engorged helmut to quell it's mounting excitement. He brushed pastry flakes into a pile and then necked the lot of it. It made him feel good. Like a man again.

He made a little pooh behind a tree and headed over the road to the Palace.

Akabusi had been to Buckingham Palace before - he picked up some mickey mouse MBE back in the day. He hadn't disgraced himself and poor old dead Diana had welcomed a fanny patting. Today Akabusi and Roger Black were receiving a little badge to thank them for not killing any spastics on a outward bound trip to the Brecon Beacons. The Palace didn't know that a little window slurper had fallen off a cliff and Akabusi and Black had buried the body in a shallow grave. Hopefully feral cats and foxes would do the rest.

Akabusi mingled with the crowds of Lords, Ladies and fucking Tanni Gray Thompson. Tanni managed to get invited to all these things and the Palace had excellent access due to the Queen Mother. Akabusi didn't need any encouragement from Jim Davidson, who was receiving a knighthood for services to race relations, and pushed Tanni into a broom cupboard and jammed the door. Hopefully the feral cats and foxes would do the rest.

The Queen appeared. Akabusi couldn't help but feel a sudden rush of blood and cum rush into his empty brown wheely bin and his giant testes twitch like a black body builders pectorals. His proud onyx majesty rose to attention as everyone stood. He looked like a brown flag pole and his flag of spunk and a little piss was attempting to unfurl. As Her Majesty went by his erection fell to it's knees quicker than a Romford secretary. She was minging.

Akabusi was fucking confused. He was expecting Helen Mirren - that glorious old milf that he'd seen on a pirate dvd the night before. The reality was some old bird who he suspected had bristols like burst balloons and a clunge as crusty and useless as a Conservative Peer. His sword sheathed and his balls bowed Akabusi went off looking for pussy elsewhere.

Akabusi headed down to the stables. He liked horses, they knew what it was like to carry such a dead weight betwixt ones's thighs and he often used to train with Desert Orchid at the Linford Christie Track. The sessions would often end with mutual masturbation from which Akabusi would keep Orchid's horsefat and sell it to Arabs. He didn't know what Orchid did with his though.

Kriss let the buckles of his smart dungerees slip to the shit covered hay and let the fetid air of the stables circle him scum round buy one get one free deals. "Do you ride Mr Abakumisi?" said a female voice from behind Akabusi. He froze. The lady was so full of plums he felt like he felt when he'd teabagged Janet Street Porter.

He slowly turned around looking like a chocolate Challenger tank heading into battle. Before him was a brunette dressed in tight cream jodhpurs, white blouson and a pair of patent leather riding boots that would bring a tear of cum to any man's cock eye. He knew that beneath the riding gear were at the most two sparking bristols and a clunge as smart and as bald as Helen Rollinson. But not as dead.

"Do I ride? What do you fucking think!" he roared with a laugh so loud the horses bolted into the yard and killed two OBEs and a bloke in an electronic wheelchair. His sceptre rose to knight the girl whose tight jodphurs were becoming wetter than a child at an Art Malik birthday party. He was going to get royally laid.

"My name's Kate. Kate Middleton" she said with a voice as silky and hot as a balti fart in tight jockeys. Akabusi became so hard he thought some girl was going to put Excalibur into it. The future Queen let loose rivlets of brown hair and loosened the buttons of her blouson. Akabusi wasn't one ot stand on ceremony so he tore her top off like a Zulu at Rourke's Drift. A pair of epic creamy white bristols store at him like Paul McKenna's eyes. Kate ripped off her jods and stood before Akabusi naked - her glistening axe wound beckoning him to bow at her feet.

Akabusi tore into her like Henry VIII at a Toby Carvery. His hands were all over her like the old Empire and some of the acts they were committing were just as horrific. He plunged deep into her like a jousting event and felt her cold regal body rub against his hot black tribal like years of oppression. She was greedy for cock and Akabusi wasn't one to disappoint. He thought later that she might make a career as a sword swallower if this Queen shite didn't work out.

Within hours it was over, Kate lay a mangled mess of white flesh, medals, horse sh*t, cum and vol au vents. Akabusi pulled out of her like Hong Kong, letting his weeping willow of brown muscle to roll around in the hay. Akabusi was sure that his rampant manslush had reached the inner sanctum and he broke into a wide sh*t eating Akabusi grin as he thought of a brown baby being born to the royal household in nine months times. "Try explaining that you bitch!" he roared.

He could hear the constant banging of Tanni Grey Thompson somewhere in the Palace so he bent down over the sated, upper middle class spunk vessel, whisphered "Awooga" in her ear and patted her on the fanny.

The End.
75  Getbig Main Boards / Gossip & Opinions / Sex adventures of Kriss Akabusi on: January 29, 2014, 02:47:11 PM


Akabusi was uncomfortable unless he was wearing a pair of dungerees or stark bollock naked so he walked into the Jimmy Savile Row tailors with trepidation. He needed a new suit for a Tanni Gray Thompson testimonial he was speaking at.

"If you could slip out of your dungerees, Mr Akabluisi" entoned the fay tailor. "It's Akabusi" said Akabusi as his laugh filled the cluttered shop like an arsehole on

Kriss let the straps of his denim dungerees snap and the fabric rushed passed his polished espresso chassis leaving him standing naked. The rarefied air of the tailors brushed against his black and curlies like a fart in a tanga brief and for a moment he felt like a black Messiah.

"Miss. Portensa will measure you up" said the tailor as he disappeared out back for a tug and a weep.

Portensa strolled into the room and immediately Akabusi felt a twinge in his king size plonker. She was wearing a little black dress which he knew concealed a fantastic pair of tits and almost certainly a clunge so tight it shopped at Poundland.

"Just relax, Mr Abakuski, while I measure your inside leg" she said with a French accent richer than a Guinness shit. As Kriss felt the cold metal of the tape measure climb up his leg, he could feel his black boa fill with blood quicker than tampon on the first day.

Before he knew Miss Portensa was handling his growing concern like Pat Jennings. She pulled apart her dress to expose her smooth white skin, epic bristols and a fanny more hairy than Richard Keyes back.

He ploughed into her like a tighthead forward and plunged his now diamond hard cock into her like he was staking Dracula. Within hours it was over, Miss Portensa a useless pile of tit, minge and spunk and Akabusi panting and sweating like a multiple rapist.

Akabusi rolled up his mickey and pulled on his dungerees. "What about the suit Mr Abakusi?" breathed Portensa.

"F*ck it. I'll wear me dungerees. It's only Tanni f***ing Thompson" roared Akabusi as he bent down over her bloodless torso, whisphered "Awooga" in her ear and patted her on the fanny.
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