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iApollo Phoenix Musclerealize I've been somewhat less than consistent ever since my return from the wrong coast. Please be patient. God isn't finished with me yet.

HaHa! I just thought I'd use a quote from my distant Evangelical past!

Seriously, please be patient, I will catch my stride soon!

Speaking of soon, stay tuned for a new chapter of MuscleMan! It's pretty much all written and everything. Just waiting for the last final touches...

Oh, and has anyone seen Apollo Phoenix lately? I liked him from the first moment I saw him (and his huge arms!).

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Lexy Muscle (Alex?)nd so, it's taking some time for me to hit my stride after the trip to the wrong coast, yet here I am, posting this pic of this wonderfully muscular hottie.

This pic was sent to me by a loyal CWS. [WHY aren't YOU sending me pictures of the musclegods you see?]

Speaking of sending me pix, please check out the latest Buff Encounters stuff! Would that I could encounter this kind of muscle in real life! That said, you really need to check the Buff Encounters page. I have added multiple submissions there, and so you need to be sure to keep scrolling down the page to read (and see!) all of the LATEST!

More to cum... hopefully before Monday!

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aArmon Musclend how long has it been since we heard from Armon?

Waaay too long, in my opinion.

You can't ever get too much of Armon Adibi.

 

 

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yHot Tub Musclees, it's true, Curious Web Surfers. Your Uncle Seanny is back. Thank you for your patience while I was gone (and for those of you who weren't so patient-- you know who you are: the ones who sent me death threats! [just kidding]-- you can just jump in a lake!).

Speaking of hot tubs, guess who ended up staying at my hotel?

Yes, this amazing muscleman!

Yeah, we met in the hot tub and he let me take his picture with my phone. And then, of course, I had to ask him up to my room, which he refused. Until three days later when, after having me hang on his body nonstop for three days, he finally relented.

What a muscle fest.

Okay, pretty much all of the above is a blatant lie (we writers like to call it fiction). [Is this guy Zoltan Voros? Me thinks it is, and godalmighty I can't imagine being in a pool and watching him flex like this!]

Give me a day to get back on my feet and I'll have some really cool posts and other stuff up soon!

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hey Curious Web Surfers. I woke up this morning on the wrong coast, which is actually the right coast, if you take my meaning (a little geographical fun there). Anyhoo... I will be here till next Wednesday. I thought I would have better access to the Interwebs while I was here (thus not needing to even mention the possibility of a break in posting), but it turns out that connecting will be sketchy at best.

So, I'll have to apologize now for the break in continuity, due to my transcontinental situation. Thanks for understanding; I'll see you on Wednesday!

Seanny

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sMuscle Muscleuch a spectacular day I've had:

First of all, it was BFF Day. I'm sure you heard all about it. All the major media outlets got hold of the story (as proffered by Yours Truly) and just about everyone in the world celebrated.*

Second of all, it was a great BFF Day because my BFF Kip is just such a great BFF. I only hope that some of you have the chance to have a BFF like him.

Third of all, well, just some other great stuff happened.

Fourth of all, I found this pic of whats-his-name** which made me think of the Olympics again. I'm thinking I'd just love to do some ski jumping off those pecs, and then maybe work those moguls of his abs. And then, of course, at the bottom of that slope, I'd just love to stick the landing!

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*Some or all of the statements in this post may or may not have truth in them.

**Forgive me, but I feel like I'm a year older today than I was yesterday, and thus the little grey cells aren't accessing his name at the moment; but I'm sure some CWS will refresh my memory by leaving a COMMENT!

fBFF Muscleebruary 23rd is BFF Day! These two guys are celebrating. I hope you are!

sPink-shirted Muscleo there I was, just minding my own business...

I was taking the train from Schenectady to St. Louis (direct), hoping to ride up into the Gateway Arch and see what I could see, when this guy sits down in front of me, blowing away all preconceived notions I had about the kind of guys who take Amtrak.

"You goin' all the way?" he grinned.

"All the way?" I asked for a clarification.

"Yeah-- to St. Louiee?" he smiled.

Even fully clothed (if you could call it that-- his shirtsleeves barely draped below his thick shoulders), this guy easily could cause involuntary orgasms wherever he went. And when he smiled at you, and talked to you, you wanted to either crawl under your seat and hope that your ejaculations didn't spray all over the cabin, OR you wanted to crawl up his shirt and live there FOREVER.

"Uh-- yeah. I'm going all the way," I said. "Whenever I can, I go all the way," I added.

He winked at me. "Me too."

He looked out the window at the moving scenery and then back at me. "So, you have a berth?"

"Naw," I said, "I'm just staying here in the main cabin. Guess I'll have to settle for sleeping in my seat."

He looked out the window again. Then at me. Then he said, "I've got a berth. It's a single. Not a whole lot of room there, but we could probably both squeeze into the bunk," he smiled.

"If I hold my breath?" I asked.

"Well, I have a feeling if you crawled into my bunk we'd be doing a lot of breathing," he winked...

[Those damn ellipses! Why do those damn ellipses always come just when it's getting good?!]

[Oh, and DO be sure to LogIn and check out the new Tom Katt video clip I've added to the Gallery section! If you're into muscle, and into worship (and thus, into muscle worship) this clip will drain you dry!]

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bUpside-down Muscleack to the Vancouver 2010 Olympics tonight...

I had to rush out of the Pool Competition and make a beeline to the Standing on One Hand Shirtless Competition in time to see this guy.

OMG, look at those arms!

What I wouldn't give...

And I'm thinking this pic also pays a special homage to Mardi Gras, since this stud is wearing those beads...

Which reminds me: I have a very good friend who is a bodybuilder. He told me that he visited Mardi Gras once, and-- well-- you know, they give out those strings of beads to HOT women who bare their breasts during that celebration.

Well, my friend-- abs, pecs and all, was walking down Bourbon Street, and he opened his shirt for the admiring fans. Yeah, by the time he was done, he had beads all over the place...

I'm just sayin'...

[And what's with the plethora of ellipsis in this post?]

OMG, did you notice that guy's intercostals? And again, those arms? What would you give to have this guy do a handstand for you?

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hGym Muscleey there. Sean Scott here-- still typing away and providing you, the Curious Web Surfer with high-quality entertainment on a semi-daily basis. Thank you so much for visiting my site.

If it's muscle you want, then you want BuffMuscles.com.

Okay, now that we've got that self-serving plug out of the way, let's get on to tonight's post. Okay?

Okay.

I have no words when I look at this guy.

In other news... there is a new BUFF ENCOUNTER posted! I just LOVE it when you guys send me these pictures-- usually surreptitiously taken from cell phones. This latest chapter of BE is no exception. Just pure fun! Thanks, Matthew, for these.

Et tu, CWS?  Et tu?

When, oh when, will I finally convince YOU to send me YOUR surreptitious cell phone picture? (Or video? Huh? Now THERE'S a great idea! Video!)

Anyway, I actually have MORE Buff Encounter material in the queue, so be sure to check back this weekend for THAT. I GUARANTEE you that you'll love the stuff I have ready to go UP!

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Pool Musclesafter I dealt with that rogue construction worker down in Wanker's Corner, I made a beeline back to Vancouver so I could catch the next Swimming competition.

Okay, make that "Pool" competition.

I realized the egregious blunder I had made, assuming that there would be SWIMMING COMPETITION at the Winter Olympics. What was I thinking?

Well, after I got over the initial disappointment, I decided that what these Games needed was some real high-quality Muscle competition.

In my hotel pool.

So, I called in all the favors that were owed to me (a total of ONE), and I also called some CWSs who have "connections" to the bodybuilding world (thank you, Arnold, Lou, Rory, Dennis and Mike), and they did a little calling, and voila! Within hours, Vancouver International Airport was inundated with muscular bodybuilder types, flying in from all five corners of the world (four corners, plus Wanker's Corner)!

And their ultimate destination was my hotel!

This guy is one of the first competitors.

I thought he was pretty good.

As one of the judges of the competition (since I was the one to set it up and all...), I gave him a 9.7. Just needs a tad more leanness, and he's a 10! He won the "Standing in shallow water and looking totally HUGE" competition.

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Bedroom Musclesi'm taking a brief break from the Vancouver Olympics today. I had to fly down to Wanker's Corner to inspect the building project. Seems there was a problem with one of the construction workers; he had a hard time wearing all of the regulation protective clothing that OSHA requires. Seems he prefers stripping down to these briefs when he works on those iron I-beams, some 500 feet up.

Well, the guy seemed adamant, so who you gunna call, but the HEAD BOSS (me).

SO, my luxurious vacation in Vancouver was interrupted. I hopped into my private BuffMuscles jet and flew down to Portland, where Wanker's Corner is close to (to end a sentence in a preposition-- although if you count this parenthetical phrase, it really doesn't end in a preposition). My motorcade sliced through the I-205 freeway traffic like a knife through glass.

I arrived on the construction site to find Roger (that's his name) waaaaay up on the construction site (it's up to about 120 stories now-- basically halfway done), welding in his skivvies. (I had to use binoculars to see him-- actually a telescope.)

Well, it was immediately obvious to me that this Roger dude needed to be confronted in person.

So, I summoned him down from the Phallic Wonder (my nickname for the BMWH), and ORDERED him to take me to his house.

He complied.

His wife was still at work, so we were all alone at the house.

"So, Roger..." I said. "Just what the hell do you think you're doing, causing such a distraction and disruption to the construction of my Phallic Wonder by posing nearly nude and flexing your huge muscles all over hell?"

"So sorry, boss," he replied. "But those OSHA-required clothes are so constrictive. I don't know what to do. I'm just too muscular."

"Too muscular?" I queried. He did indeed look like something MuscleMan might want to cozy up to. "What do you mean? Do you think you could show me?"

I might be delayed in getting back to Vancouver.

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mPool Musclesore from the Olympics in Vancouver.

I was just minding my own business, waiting at the swimming venue again, when someone reminded me that this was the Winter Olympics and there was no swimming competition here.

Oh, for the love of Mary...

I don't know why I keep forgetting that.

Anyhoo... As I was gathering my suntan lotion (Vancouver in February?), spritzes, lotions and emollients, some little girl fell into the pool! She couldn't swim, and well, I knew I just HAD to do something to help the poor creature!

So, I did what every other caring, compassionate person would do: I started yelling! "Help! Help the poor creature!"

Well, fortunately, this guy was walking around with his shirt off (not that it was fortunate that he had his shirt off, but it was fortunate that he was walking around), just wearing jeans and a smile... and well, he heard my pleas for help and selflessly jumped into the pool, willingly endangering his own life in order to rescue the poor creature. [I later learned that the water was only 3 feet deep, but what the hell, he sure seemed heroic to me!]

Anyhoo... after the paramedics hauled the poor creature away, Anton (as he later introduced himself) stopped and let me take his picture.

We then went to his hotel room to consummate our new friendship.

God, I love the Olympics.

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iOlympic Muscle?t's time to take down the Valentine Tree and put away the decorations.

While you're doing that, turn on the Olympics and see if there's some swimming competition. (Oh yeah, not in the winter games-- dang!) Cum to think of it, if you don't see what you like, why not re-read my Teen Muscle Challenge! Might indeed be more interesting than what's going on in Vancouver. Yeah, I definitely think it's more interesting competition than the Olympics.

If all else fails, I think I'll move to Jamaica to see if I can help raise this guy's flag...

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