Date: Fri, 10 Nov 2023 21:27:57 +0000 (UTC) From: "ozzalone65@aol.com" Subject: Bluto Tales (The First Olympian (3) These are some stories or the cartoon hunk Bluto. I don't know about you, but as a kid he was one if my first male crushes. Fuck Popeye as he was always weird looking to me. Bluto was a mans man. Big beefy and muscular in later cartoons. These are tales of many of the Bluto characters he has done. And Popeyes longed desire to have the big hunky man. I know if I were him I would be all over Bluto. Enjoy. +++++++++×+++++++++×+++++++++×++++++++ Bluto Tales (The First Olympian (3) ... Popeye had followed the Olympic stud Bluto and Olive down or not the bowles of the arena. Below the main stage and stands. Deep into the big stone structure. He wanted to see them, to watch them and whatever they did. Finding himself hornier than he had ever been before. Hornier than Olive had ever made him. All due to the hot Bluto olympian stud. Here in the strange past existence he found himself in. He was gonna watch them do wherever they were gonna do. Sex, or what have you. All In his newfound lust to see more of the stud. More of this Bluto. "Where are they goin" he said as he followed them It was odd, but he continued to follow them. Seeing that the Bluto was constantly looking back to make sure he was still following them. Popeye just kept looking at the hunk. The big broad shoulder and the nice tight butt that was easily seen through the clothing the man wore. They went down deep into the arena now. Several floors down. The darkness broken only by lanterns of fire hanging from the stone walls. He reached down the next flight and turned to see he had lost them. There were three corridors before him. And they were already gone from the base of the stairs. "Which way?" He huffed "Which way?" He looked about and started to go to the right. Moving up the corridor. But then he heard Olive shouting. He turned back and she ran out of a door way to the left of the stairs. Shouting for the 'big brute's to leave her alone. "You, you keep your hands to yourself. You brute!" She shouted Bluto had ran out after her and was about to grab her when he saw Popeye. Then he let her go and she rushed up the stairs again. Screaming at the top of her lungs that he was a rapist. Bluto saw Popeye and he smiled. Only letting Olive go as he knew he had another pleasure hole before him in Popeye. He then just stood there. The strap of his robe pulled off and exposing his massive chest. Popeye regarded him and that body. Desire creeping in as he looked at the man. But he wondered why Olive had run screaming such things. He thought she wanted this dude.hell he wanted the Olympian. But the situation made him want to leave as well. He headed towards Bluto and was planning on going upstairs to follow Olive. "Where are you going?" Bluto asked him "Upstairs. What did you do to Olive?" "I was giving her what she wanted". "It's what everyone wants" Then Bluto unfurled his stats and dropped the clothing covering his body. Out fell his very big dick. Popeye eyes grew very wide as he saw now what Olive was running from. This guy was hung, big. A good six and a half inches at least of thick man dick. He felt his own dick twitch at the sight. It was an awesome looking price of meat. That was for sure. "Get over here small man" Bluto said "Come to the temple of worship" Popeye wanted to leave. But he found his legs not wanting to move. He was glued to his spot. So Bluto came over to him. He grabbed at Popeyes arma ND then he pulled the smaller man's hand to his crotch. Holding his dick with Popeyes hand. "Holy fuckk!" Popeye belted out Bluto smiled at him the sexy alluring smile that usually got this man anything he desired. He then rubbed Popeyes hand over his dick. Making it begin to swell. "There" he then said "Feel it. Fell how big it's getting" And it was. The rubbing of Popeyes hand on his dick was exciting Bluto, and his cock was swelling up fast. Getting thicker and longer than it already was. Growing passed seven and eight inches. The thickness near double as it was before. This man's cock was the thing of dreams (or nightmares, dependent on the person). At this point Popeye wasn't sure. All he knew was he was frozen to this spot. Standing there hand rubbing at the huge salami. He looked down at the thing. It was still growing and thickening. But it was now very hard. Popeye could not help but lick at his mouth as he was getting very hungry. "Come on runt" Bluto then said "Follow me and I can feed you this." He took the dick from Popeye and turned to head back into the other room he had come form. Popeye looked at the ass in the man. Naked and big. He looked up to the status. Olives cried dying off as h she had run up to the next level and beyond. He looked up into the dimly lit landing. Then back down the hall. Bluto had turned into the second doorway to the left. There was light in there, and the man called back to him. 'i am waiting" he said Popeye again looked up at the stairs. Then back to the corridor, then back at the stairs again. Then he looked own to him stenting crotch. It said where he was to go. So he turned and headed down the corridor to share Bluto was. Olive didn't want the studs dick. But he sure did... +++++++++×+++++++++×+++++++++×++++++++ More to come