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Another FitnessFrenzy Fabrication
« on: June 22, 2015, 08:11:44 AM »
Introduction: this is not a funny story. It is meant as kind of a drama:

it is early in the morning in Sacramento when Taylor slowly wakes up. Above him hangs a mahogany crucifix. It looks like Jesus is watching him, starring at him, from the crucifix with a slightly resentful facial expression. Taylor feels uneasy by this thought, and decides to focus his attention to his sleeping girlfriend next to him. The scars on her face are vivid memories of a past they had together. He knows that his girlfriend would appreciate some morning sex, and therefore he tries to focus his mind on her naked and a potential intercourse. Taylor's cock remains flaccid, and he becomes a little irritated that his penis does not want to enter the chocolate woman next to him.

Amid his frustration, Taylor decides to get up to make some coffee. As the coffee machine grinds the coffee beans slowly, Taylor decides to walk outside to check the mail. When he gets to the mail box, he opens it and finds mainly utility bills and other boring stuff. In the bottom of the mail pile, he can see the edge of a colorful card. He takes it out, and he can see the Burj Al Arab on the front of the postcard. On the back of the postcards, the following is written in purple font: "to my favourite bear, greetings from Dubai, India. xoxo Uncle Joon". Taylor looks up, luckily, nobody has seen him read this postcard. His hands shake a little, as he folds the postcard and puts it in the pocket of his morning robe. Back inside the house, his girlfriend is now up, and she is preparing some toast with eggs benedict and a mixed tomato salad, where small slices of olive sit restlessly and shine on top of the tomato salad.

Taylor tries to read the morning newspaper and talk about last night's church service, but he is distracted by the postcard in his pocket. Sporadic memories now haunt his mind, and he realizes that he did remember to change a very bad and homoerotic thread title on Getbig to the less suspicious title: "Dawsons Creek reruns". His girlfriend knows of his dark past, but there are many, many bad things he did that he has not told her about. The day proceeds in a mundane way with a family visit and some repairs on their small house. After dinner at around 18.00 o'clock, Taylor stands in front of the door to their basement. He is unsure if he should walk into the basement or not. He opens the door, and he is not sure if he really has free will to resist going to the basement. What might Jesus say about this?, he asks himself.

as he walks down the creaking basement stairs, his palms begin to sweat a little. He then sits at a small picnic table with a green and dusty lamp. He slowly takes the postcard from Uncle Joon up from his pocket and reaches for a flashlight. As he points the powered flashlight towards the postcard, the light from the flashlight permeates the edges of the postcard. However, the light is not able to permeate the center of the postcard. From his days in prison, Taylor knows what this means. He puts down the postcard and thinks for a while about what he is doing. Now he finally got his life in order, so he is afraid to mess it up. It must be heroin, that Joon has hidden inside the postcard, he thinks to himself. He is still, with sadness, thinking about his flaccid cock in the morning, and despite all his rational thoughts about marriage and religion, this is not how he wants to live the rest of his life.

Having decided what he wants to do, Taylor carefully takes out the small packet of heroin from inside the postcard. He decides that he wants to chase the dragon, so he slowly heats up the heroin on a spoon and then he inhales the vapor. As a powerful sensation flows through his body, he decides that he should go all-in this night. He removes a floor board from the basement floor, where he has hidden some old things. From the stash under the floor, he takes out a bag of ecstasy pills. He knows that he will become too fucked up if he takes these pills now, so he puts them in the pocket of his jeans. Suddenly, he finds something else in the stash. Taylor's face lights up in delight when he sees a purple bunny ear sticking out from a plastic bag. It is his old bunny suit. Fucking hell, he thinks. I am going out tonight.

Without his girlfriend seeing it, he packs a duffle bag with the ecstasy pills, poppers, the bunny suit, some joints, condoms, lube and some protein bars. It is only some bland Met Rx bars, but he can not go in protein deficiency even though he will go out. It would be quite bad. He then tells his girlfriend that he is sleeping over at a friend's house where they will watch some movies. Tayler then walks out to his car, a black Dodge Avenger, which he calls the bat-mobile. As he drives towards the city centre, he remembers a quote from Kahn N Singh, that he read on Getbig recently. The quote said: "Jesus saves, the assbunny craves". Damn right, bitch, Taylor thinks to himself. When he is a few blocks from the Badlands Dance Club, he parks the car, and changes into the bunny suit in an alley. As he then walks towards the gay bar in the bunny suit, he feels like a veritable superman. Some young twinks see him on the street and they shout in a joyful way: "TBOMBZ WE LOVE YOU". As he gets closer to the Badlands Dance Club, his heart starts pounding faster. When he gets to the entrance door of the club, he gets confirmed in what he read online: There is a costume party tonight. The bouncer compliments the bunny suit, and Taylor walks into the club.

Inside, not many people notice him since everyone is dressed in fancy costumes. However, a rugged middle-aged black man at the bar looks him straight into the eyes. Taylor knows that he has seen this man before somewhere. The black man in the bar puts down his whiskey and walks up to Taylor. He then whispers in his ear: "Bay likey". They hug and exchange a little small talk. Taylor is very happy that he got to meet BayGBM. To spice things up a little, Taylor orders some vodka shots and finds the ecstasy pills that he has hidden in the bunny suit. He could also have hidden them in his anus, but is was not really necessary since he is not in prison anymore. He takes a few ecstasy pills and vodka shots, and it is not long before he feels quite ecstatic, so he starts dancing on the dance floor. As he dances, his wrists are quite loose, but his muscles also bounce up and down to the sound of Centhron - Drehstück, which is the song that is playing. Thus, he both dances in a feminine and a masculine way.

Soon after, a ripped and muscular hunk of a man starts dancing and flirting with Taylor. He is wearing a spider man mask, so Taylor cannot see his face. After dancing for a while, "spider man" asks if taylor wants to go up on the flat rooftop to get some air. Taylor is feeling quite hot in the bunny suit, so he accepts. As they walk up towards the roof, Taylor can't help staring at spider man's quite ripped glutes. On the roof it is not long before the two starts frotting in a sensual way. As spider man then takes of his mask, Taylor sees that he is making out with go4it from Getbig. Taylor looks a little surprised, but does not mind. It is not the first time I have fucked one of my fans, Taylor says. They both laugh at this fact. Before long, go4it says if Taylor regrets going back to his old drug-filled homoerotic lifestyle. Taylor thinks for a bit and then says: "When I get a job, Avesher will probably send my old sinful pics to my boss anyway, so what is the difference?". Go4it agrees that he is probably right in that assumption.

As go4it finds a condom and some lube, they discuss that their soon to be initiated anal fucking should start with go4it sitting on top of taylor. They will do a few sets of not too many reps, since Taylor is afraid to lose muscle if he does too much cardio. After that, they will move to a new sexual position. Then, go4it puts a condom on Taylor's very hard cock and then squats down on him. As they fuck, they agree that Johnny Falcon probably have the biggest cock on Getbig, but also that he has gone full retard with Tesla, electricity and flat earth theories. After a good deal of fucking, tbombz climaxes and fills up the condom with HIV virus filled cum. He tells go4it that he just missed a chance to become poz and get free growth hormone from the government. They both laugh a lot at that both terrible, but also funny fact.  
  
The two of them they lie on a blanket on the roof, just relaxing. Go4it then asks Taylor if he could tell him the story of how he got the bunny suit. Taylor starts telling the story: "It is a several thousand dollar bunny suit and it is custom made by a LA designer..."
As Taylor tells go4it the rest of the story of how he got the bunny suit, Taylor gets a warm and fuzzy feeling in his mind and body. A dance track by Bearforce1 blasts through the building and resonates on the roof, where they are lying on a blanket. The ears on the bunny suit sway gently in the wind. In this very moment, Taylor feels free. He feels alive.

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Re: Tbombz' night out - Getbig short story.
« Reply #1 on: June 22, 2015, 08:26:43 AM »
Terrible.

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Re: Tbombz' night out - Getbig short story.
« Reply #2 on: June 22, 2015, 08:41:32 AM »
God awful
Not least bit funny
Total fail
Just stop after the goodrum story
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« Reply #3 on: June 22, 2015, 08:45:16 AM »
God awful
Not least bit funny
Total fail
Just stop after the goodrum story

It was actually painful.

If I had more time on my hands I would pen some gems.

Usually with a wall of text that insurmountable, you will find a good line, but I suppose there is always the first time that something completely fails in every possible way  :-\

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Re: Tbombz' night out - Getbig short story.
« Reply #4 on: June 22, 2015, 08:46:02 AM »
God awful
Not least bit funny
Total fail
Just stop after the goodrum story

okay. I will give the writing a rest.  :)

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Re: Tbombz' night out - Getbig short story.
« Reply #5 on: June 22, 2015, 08:46:27 AM »
This thread should be renamed: 'FitnessFrenzy's night in - should have gone out instead'.

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Re: Tbombz' night out - Getbig short story.
« Reply #6 on: June 22, 2015, 08:47:23 AM »
Major Effort + Zero Laughs = Massive Fail

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Re: Tbombz' night out - Getbig short story.
« Reply #7 on: June 22, 2015, 08:48:05 AM »
God awful
Not least bit Bunny
Total fail
Just stop after the goodrum story

Fixed.

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« Reply #8 on: June 22, 2015, 08:50:21 AM »
TL:DNR

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Re: Tbombz' night out - Getbig short story.
« Reply #9 on: June 22, 2015, 08:51:30 AM »
okay. I will give the writing a rest.  :)

Don't listen to that clown!!!
This thread gets a pass as the other was so funny.
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Re: Tbombz' night out - Getbig short story.
« Reply #10 on: June 22, 2015, 08:52:42 AM »
Don't listen to that clown!!!
This thread gets a pass as the other was so funny.

thanks. However, I did not want the tbombz story to be funny.

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Re: Tbombz' night out - Getbig short story.
« Reply #11 on: June 22, 2015, 08:55:00 AM »
Terrible, more gay than anything îve ever posted too.

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« Reply #12 on: June 22, 2015, 08:55:39 AM »
Terrible, more gay than anything îve ever posted too.

Let's not go too far.

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« Reply #13 on: June 22, 2015, 09:15:50 AM »
thanks. However, I did not want the tbombz story to be funny.

Just read it now, when I first saw it, there was no text!

It was good, lot's of details as to what is going on, well describe situations. Loved the Joon reference.

Basil, do basil next!
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Re: Tbombz' night out - Getbig short story.
« Reply #14 on: June 22, 2015, 09:18:12 AM »
Just read it now, when I first saw it, there was no text!

It was good, lot's of details as to what is going on, well describe situations. Loved the Joon reference.

Basil, do basil next!

I think I will take a break from the stories. Will likely write a new one later. I will likely also clarify, in the future, what genre it is. Because if people are expecting a comedy everytime, and I am writing a drama, then the readers are obviously going to get disappointed.

thanks for your feedback, by the way. If you guys give me constructive criticism, I will remember it, but if someone just writes that the story sucks, then I can't really use that to improve future stories.

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Re: Tbombz' night out - Getbig short story.
« Reply #15 on: June 22, 2015, 09:18:19 AM »
lot's

"Lots" doesn't need an apostrophe.  For the kids, please, think.
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« Reply #16 on: June 22, 2015, 09:23:38 AM »
"Lots" doesn't need an apostrophe.  For the kids, please, think.

just waking up, relax spell check police...
For a guy who learned to spell in French first, I think my posts are a rather good.
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« Reply #17 on: June 22, 2015, 09:28:55 AM »
just waking up, relax spell check police...
For a guy who learned to spell in French first, I think my posts are a rather good.

Really?  Not bad then.

But, I'm out to eliminate this apostrophe shit once and for all.  Actually had one printed on a receipt the the other day.
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« Reply #18 on: June 22, 2015, 09:31:23 AM »
okay. I will give the writing a rest.  :)
the goodrum was gold gold jerry!!
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« Reply #19 on: June 22, 2015, 09:31:31 AM »
Really?  Not bad then.

But, I'm out to eliminate this apostrophe shit once and for all.  Actually had one printed on a receipt the the other day.

That suck's.
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« Reply #20 on: June 22, 2015, 09:36:31 AM »
Terrible, more gay than anything îve ever posted too.

everything you post is gay

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« Reply #21 on: June 22, 2015, 09:44:12 AM »
Really?  Not bad then.

But, I'm out to eliminate this apostrophe shit once and for all.  Actually had one printed on a receipt the the other day.

LOL! That is weak, lol...

If you are as passionate as myself in regards to commenting about guys who wear gay clothes and act like clowns in the gym, I'm sure the mission will be a success!!!

If you think people are tearing up the English language with shitty spelling, it's best to not even know how bad it's being massacred on the French side. I gotta read some texts 5-6 times before I understand what most are trying to tell me. All the abbreviations and botched words have it looking like some foreign language I never saw...

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« Reply #22 on: June 22, 2015, 09:45:26 AM »
Army of One's cell phone when an anti-gay content app was installed on it:

http://i.imgur.com/JEJgpRE.gifv

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« Reply #23 on: June 22, 2015, 10:03:48 AM »
that you spent so much time writing this drivel and are so preoccupied by a another mans life suggests you have problems 
perhaps you could taking up weight training rather than wankwriting for a while  to assuage your pathetic loneliness 

you suck.
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« Reply #24 on: June 22, 2015, 10:06:50 AM »
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Big J walked through the putrid streets of Chinatown, the nauseating stench of dead cats and chickens blended obscenely with the cheap perfume of slanty eyed transvestite hookers. And every few feet a choking cloud of carbon monoxide drenched cigarette smoke exhaled by the busted faces of oriental slaves who spent twenty hours a day slaving over the slop known as Chinese Food and the other four playing Mahjong and picking the lice out of their pubes. In the midst of all this colourful confusion, Big J saw it in a store front window. A man's blonde wig; medium length and parted to the side with a hint of sideburn. Big J entered the shop and was met by a toothless gook who looked about a hundred and ten years old. He wanted fifty bucks for the wig and Big J countered with ten. After some loud bickering the old man said twenty and the two men shook hands. Big J walked back out into the mean streets of Chinatown with a lilt in his step. Excitedly, he entered the Dragon's Chef Authentic Mandarin Cuisine restaurant and stole into the Men's Room. The rancid odor of decades old urine didn't bother him as clumsily pulled his new prize out of it's plain brown wrapping and placed it upon his head. He looked into the mirror and froze. Tom Platz was looking back.

Big J wasn't always so big. As a child Big J-or Jonathan, as he was then known- was neither here nor there. Neither bully nor victim. A nobody who slid through through cracks. Teachers forgot his name and girls didn't know he existed. When he was fourteen all that changed. He discovered a rusty old set of weights as he played at the town dump. He dragged it home to his basement and began instinctively pressing the barbell up and down over his head, and curling it like his dad's prison friends used to talk about. He saved his paper route money and soon purchased a copy of Joe Weider's Bodybuilding System from the local bookstore. He added more exercises to his repetoire of muscle pumping movements: barbell rows, bench presses, flyes, crunches, triceps extensions and Squats. While his buddies at school seemed to focus on bench pressing and curling, Jonathan found he responded quickly to the squats. His thighs bulged bigger with every leg workout, and soon his friends were having to lift the barbell and rest it on Jonathan's shoulders. His upper body development was mediocre at best, yet his legs, or "quads" as he was soon calling them were exceptional. Jonathan changed his name to Big J and devoted his life to bodybuilding. He did it all: the gyms, the muscle mags, the supplements; the eventual introduction to orals and the graduation to the needle. His legs blew up like tree trunks and stretched the limit of his pants.

Then he found himself in the city. It looked promising at first. But then plans fell apart like houses of cards in that unforgiving wind called Reality. First he bombed in a couple of contests. The plans to own a gym crumpled. The hopes of owning a supplement store were dashed. Big J found himself hustling a couple of quick bucks in men's rooms in the back of porn theaters. A setback he called it. Hard times became Big J's companions. He was 25 then 35 then 40 but swore he felt like18. It wasn't over. He needed an angle, he told himself. And he found it. That day. In Chinatown. He found it.

The Tom Platz Wig.