360lbs of Muscle – Post-Gym Singlet Flex in the Mirror

Fresh from the gym, pumped to the max, and absolutely massive.

In this solo scene, I’m still dripping with sweat, skin flushed, chest heaving — flexing in front of the mirror in a tight wrestling singlet that can barely contain 360lbs of raw muscle. Every inch of me is swollen, thick, and drenched in the aftermath of a brutal workout.

The singlet clings to every bulge, every curve of my body — stretched over my glutes, riding high up my thighs, showing off every vein, every cut, every ounce of size. I hit pose after pose: chest spread, side chest, rear lat, full bicep crunch — the kind of flexing that makes mirrors fog and jaws drop.

You’ll see the way my traps rise like mountains, my arms balloon past 24 inches, and my pecs bounce with barely a twitch. I growl softly under my breath, fully in the zone, loving how huge I look. I grab the fabric, stretch it tight over my quads, let the sweat drip down my abs, and keep on flexing — harder, slower, meaner.

This is full alpha energy. Just me and the mirror. A private show of size, control, and obsession. You’ll feel like you’re watching something intimate — a freak of muscle caught in his own reflection, turning himself on with every inch of mass.

If you’re into massive size, wrestling gear, sweat-soaked power, and dominant solo flexing that blurs the line between posing and pure exhibitionism — this is your fantasy, realized.