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  1. Another tribute to HSMuscleboy's characters, a pastiched story where Sean and Ty get summer jobs but more or less spend all day fucking. Summer Days with Sean & Ty Sean and Ty's libidos made them need to fuck as many men as possible. Why have just one partner when they can each fuck over a dozen in a day? Still, they hungered for each other above anyone else. The tightness of Ty's muscle ass clenching around Sean's prick. The sensation of Sean's strong muscular asscheeks shuddering and flexing as Ty slammed his bulky thighs into them. The thoughts of fucking each other made them fuck harder. Made their orgasms longer. Their heat for each other was insatiable. One summer, Sean and Ty took up jobs at Argo gym, the local gathering spot for powerlifters and bodybuilders. Besides a revolving door of new partners every day, they loved teasing each other on the job, pushing each other until they inevitably fucked each other's brains out. This morning, Ty was sitting the receptionist desk at Argo gym. At 18 years old, the 6'4" muscle stud wore the bare minimum of a gym uniform, a tight tank top and tiny red workout shorts that left nothing to the imagination. He had deep chocolate eyes and an easy smile. His rich ebony skin stretched tight over a broad, deeply chiseled chest that was completely hairless, topped with large nipples and brick-like abs to die for. His arms were bigger than most people's heads and his legs looked bigger than tree trunks. Between his legs swung a massive 19-inch long cock backed by a pair of orange-sized nuts. But, his most impressive feature was his ass. It was cut and striated and hard and square and looked like a couple of raging beasts fighting under his skin when he flexed. Sean could smell Ty's sweet masculine musk as soon as he walked into the lobby. He ogled his partner as he walked up to him. Licking his lips as he took in every overdeveloped muscle group. Sean got more and more erect with every step he took. His massive thighs batted his stiffening prick around in its thong, the bowling ball sized package swaying as he walked. Ty could barely contain his arousal as he sat on a computer chair that could barely hold his massive frame. "HHrgnnnff…Mmm..hey there hot stuff," Sean said. Ty looked up at Sean and moaned. Sean towered over the desk, the 6'6", 18 year old muscle monster was so incredibly handsome and so huge. Ever the exhibitionist, he had long given up on the employee uniform; instead he showed up every day in skimpy posers or shorts. His oiled body emphasized his golden skin, shining as if he was glowing. His beautiful blue eyes sparkled as he looked down over his massive pecs at his partner. His pecs jutted out like a shelf over a monumental eight pack. His neck was as big as some normal guy's legs and his traps pushed up toward the side of his head. His shoulders were amazingly broad and each movement of his hands caused them to flex and striate deeply. His arms were enormous. Two head-sized masses with splits and striations showing every muscle fiber atop thick forearms looked like a couple of steel wrapped bowling pins. His massive legs pushed out an overstretched posing strap that barely contained Sean's massive 20" cock and orange-sized balls. The two of them growled at each other in heat. "MMmmm…fuck..." Ty mumbled, his hands instinctively stroking his own huge dick under the desk. His dick was throbbing hard as he tried to maintain his composure, staring into Sean's piercing blue eyes. "What can I do for you stud?" Ty crooned in his thick baritone. His dick throbbing with every word he spoke. "How about a day pass, big guy?" Sean replied with a wink. Ty licked his lips. His computer chair groaned in relief as he lifted his massive ass up off it. His workout shorts struggled to contain his huge erection, a large wet spot spreading from its throbbing head. The spectacle made Sean's massive goliath burst out of his thong, destroying it completely as he became fully erect. His naked, swollen cock tip throbbed right in the teen’s grinning face. His dick veins flared angrily as it stretched to its full twenty-inch length. Ty winked and turned around. He was barefoot and his bubble ass swayed hypnotically. Sean stared, drooling at his powerful asscheeks. His skintight workout shorts barely contained them, his massive erection pulling the skintight cloth to the breaking point. "Hrmmm…what do we got here…" Ty hummed. Ty pretended to rifle through boxes behind his desk looking for the pass Sean requested. He bent over, pointing his sculpted ass to his boyfriend. Sean moaned over the sight of Ty’s perfect glutes. His pre-spitting prick throbbed madly, spraying all over Ty's desk. "Hot in here ain't it? I'm sweatin' up a storm. Let me slip outta these." Ty teased. Ty put his thick thumb into the hem of his workout shorts and pulled them down over his huge cheeks, presenting his defined muscle ass in all its naked glory. Sean growled. The hulking stud pounced on the receptionist, jumping over the desk and pushing the muscle teen down underneath him onto his hands and knees. He mounted him and shoved his monstrous prick balls deep into his perfect ass. "Aw fuck yeah! Give it to me stud!" Ty moaned as Sean sank his full length into him in one thrust, stretching him out like no one else could. Sean pounded his huge cock in and out of Ty’s ass hard and fast. Over and over. Giving his warm, wet muscle hole the fuck it needed. He felt immense strength in the Ty's muscular glutes as his groin bounced off his asscheeks with every thrust. Sean didn’t have to hold back with Ty. He fucked him harder than any other partner, their combined motions shaking the floor around them. Ty's moans and groans of heat fed Sean's rut. His meaty toes curled in time with the hulk stud's thrusts. He needed this bad. The intense masculine satisfaction of fucking an ass this perfect made Sean’s balls ache for release. Every time his fat balls slammed against Ty’s ass his need to cum was driven to new heights. The immense pleasure of the muscle sex made it impossible to hold back for long. Sean roared in orgasm as his powerful prick expanded in Ty’s hole. His urethra yawned wide and he blasted his thick sperm deep into his partner’s ass, completely filling the muscle ass instantly and overflowing down their legs. Ty moaned as he erupted at the same time. His huge cock pumped out his own virile load as his muscle god boyfriend's load kept blasting into him. The two teen muscle gods blasted mighty ropes of cum out all over the reception floors, walls and ceiling. They roared as they felt the full force of each other's masculinity. The incredible orgasms finally died down after nearly five minutes, their combined emissions had covered nearly everything in sight. The two men laid on the floor, grunting in afterglow in a mess of their virile seed. "HHhhh....There ya go stud…needed that didn’t ya?" Sean said with a smile. Sean caressed Ty's face, bringing his lips to his own. The hulking men brought their lips together and kissed. Sean’s prick still throbbing in his boyfriend's inseminated ass. Their powerful arms wrapped around each other in a hyper muscular embrace. Variations of this scene played out every day, to the helpless dismay of the cleaners. Over the summer, the two of them painted the now permanently cum stained reception area with jets of jizz over and over as they bred each other. Same with the lockers. And the weight bench. Sometimes they'd each find worthy partners, and after hours of fucking in the locker room they'd sling the newcomers over their shoulders. Inevitably, the partner's ass would be pointing forward, Sean or Ty's cum pooling out his hole and down the backs of his thighs for all to see. They'd carry their new toys back to their apartment, splay their hyper muscular bodies across their bedsheets and keep on breeding their partners till sunrise. If they passed out, as they often did, Sean and Ty would push the toys off the bed and go to town on each other til daybreak. They simply had a voracious need to fuck. Another morning, the couple were out on a walk on the beach after their morning lovemaking. Ty was shirtless, only wearing his tiny workout shorts. With Sean wearing his usual barely concealing speedo and stringer, the pair were basically naked. Their powerful bodies still drenched in the sweat of their sex, their semihard cocks still leaking cum through their flimsy containments. Ty could feel his stud’s thick sperm sloshing around in his ass. Sean pressed his nose into his lover’s sweaty, muscular neck. He breathed in long and deep, savoring his lover’s musk as they walked down the path to exit the beach. Sean groped and kneaded Ty’s ass, making the teen’s rock-hard cheeks clench. Ty’s toes curled and flexed on the pavement in pleasure. The two studs' muscle groups were pumped. Huge. The force of their sex was immense, a full body workout. Their lovemaking pushed more muscle into their already oversized bodies. Sean and Ty loved it. Each stud couldn’t stop ogling his mate’s bulging, glistening muscles. His pecs, his arms, his abs. The sweat rolling down their protruding, muscular pecs as they glistened in the morning sun, highlighting every muscular bulge and crevice. Sean lowered his head, put his lips against his mate’s nipples and licked up it. Tasting him. "MMFFF!!" Ty groaned, his thick cock slipping out of his shorts and rapidly hardening. Ty grabbed Sean’s ass hard. Groping him with his thick fingers just like Sean was groping him. The virile stud grunted in need, his tongue still gliding over his mate’s pecs. Ty tore off Sean's stringer hungrily to reach for his abs. Sean’s prick tore out of his speedo as he became fully stiff. Ty flexed his ass cheeks. His powerful glute muscles bulged big and blasted out of his shorts. Ripping them asunder and leaving him as naked as his mate. His prick throbbing just as hard as Sean’s. Both men were grunting in heat. Fondling each other's wet muscles in public. Their heat rising. "Wh…!! Whoa!!" "H-Holy Fuck!!!" The muscle gods were so consumed by their heat they didn’t notice the beachgoers approach them. Two young men, less than half their size, were stopped in front of them. Mouths agape. Boners tenting through their board shorts. Their athletic bodies smaller than just one of the muscle men’s arms. They were frozen in shock and arousal. Sean and Ty looked at each other. A grin spread across their faces. Ty raised and pointed his thick finger down at the pair. "You…" he growled. The young men felt the bass of Ty’s voice in their chests. They gasped in lust. "Prey…" Sean added. Sean’s baritone voice was just as powerful as Ty’s. The newcomers moaned hearing it. The two muscle gods stared down at their prey. Then in unison, they each grabbed one young man and forced them onto their partner's cock. "SUCK" The muscle men commanded in tandem. The young men gagged as they were forced to inhale Sean and Ty's oversized cocks. Sean and Ty kissed as they skullfucked their new toys. With one hand, they pumped their new worshippers up and down their mate's oversized meat, with the other they continued to feel each other up, taking turns to suck on each other's pecs and lick the sweat off of their pumped bi's. They turned to face each other and embraced, forcing the two young men to kneel at their feet, back to back, pressed between four massive tree trunk legs. They groaned and moaned, their worshippers cumming as they were overwhelmed by pure muscle sex. Nearly simultaneously, Ty and Sean felt their orgasms approaching and thrust their huge dicks balls deep. They roared and erupted, blasting muscle cum straight into the stomachs of their prey. After about a minute, they pulled out, hosing the two worshippers down with the rest of their massive loads. "STRIP," Sean and Ty commanded, barely giving the two young men any time to catch their breath. They were both drenched in a thick layer of white, nearly slipping as they stood up to pull off their clothes. They tore their board shorts off as quickly as they could, flinging them to the ground, their small but erect dicks sprung about as the elastic waistbands slid over them. They presented their backs to the two muscle gods, nervous but excited about what was about to happen. The two men were small but beyond horny. Sean and Ty scooped up some of their cum off of their worshippers and lubed up their massive cocks. In tandem, they lined themselves up and impaled their partners, causing them to scream in pain and pleasure. Their massive thighs slapped against the men’s tight asses with passion, spraying cum and sweat everywhere as they fucked. The pavement beneath them became so slick with cum it looked like it had been snowing. It was a loud fuck, their soft, wet holes squelched as they were penetrated over and over. The pleasure of the sex overwhelmed the young men. This was the ultimate in muscle sex. The muscle gods rubbed each other’s girthy pricks as they bred the two young men, neither of them able to fit the entirety of their thick meat inside. Still kissing each other, Sean and Ty relentlessly pounded their partners as they swapped spit, ceasing briefly to moan or grunt when the much needed fuck pushed even more pleasure through their bodies. The two young men were pushed into a cycle of endless orgasms, their small loads splattering on the ground. They wouldn’t last long. But nether would Sean and Ty. "UUGGNNNFF!!!" "HHGGNNNFFF!!!" Their orgasms approached fast. The four of them cried out in pleasure as Sean and Ty erupted. Their muscle asses clenched hard as they lifted their partners up by flexing their cocks. Ropes of cum blasted out their girthy pricks. The young men screamed in pleasure as their asses filled with cum from these muscle god dicks. They drifted in and out of consciousness, the euphoria too much to handle. Sean and Ty were built for sex. Built to fuck men dry. "Mmmrghh…" "HURgghh…." The four men hung their heads and panted. Sweat raining from their bodies as they basked in their overwhelming afterglow. The muscle gods groped each other’s chests, stroking the post orgasmic bliss through their bodies. They pulled out of their submissive bottoms one last time, milking out some final dregs of cum. Sean and Ty stood up straight, letting their partners flop to the ground, entirely spent. The muscle gods grinned down at their toys, lifted their muscular feet and pressed them down against the young mens' softening dicks. "Aw fuck yeah…" Sean rumbled. "Thanks for the fun…" Ty added. The two worshippers could only squeal and splutter in pleasure as the soles of Sean and Ty’s muscular feet pushed even more pleasure into their post orgasmic dicks. The deep chuckles of the men made them throb even harder. Their strong feet were as big as their torsos. Satisfied with the performance of their prey, the muscle gods rubbed their big toes up and down their shafts a few last times before lifting their feet off them. The young men passed out, overwhelmed by the experience. "Heh.." Ty laughed. The muscle gods again turned their attention to each other. Sean caressed his lover’s head. He guided it towards his face. Ty groped his stud’s pecs. The two continued making out. Pressing their lips together and sharing saliva. Their heat for each other hadn’t waned in the slightest. Sean and Ty left their toys panting and spent on the ground. Fully naked, they continued on their way back home. Sean and Ty fucked anywhere and everywhere. At the gym, on the train, in the stairwell of their apartment, in broad daylight in the street. Sean’s need to pump his prick in and out of Ty’s hungry hole was constant and Ty’s need to fuck Sean was equal in intensity. The muscle gods had almost made it home from the beach. Their powerful bodies glowing with the ever present mist of their sex sweat. Fully nude, they walked down the street, enjoying the sounds of shock and awe from onlookers as they passed by. Occasionally they stopped to flex and pose, laughing as people around them involuntarily came at the sight of the angelic-faced muscle monsters. They loved the attention, and who was going to stop them? The last time someone called the cops for public indecency they ended up double teaming the cop in the park for three hours. The walk home did little to cool their libidos, their soft cocks slapping their thighs as they walked, spraying a wide arc of pre on their path. By the time they had almost made it home, the two studs were fully erect once more, their hands fiercely groping and slapping each other as they jogged, then chased each other back. Ty was particularly excited, grabbing Sean and pinning him against a telephone pole. As he made out with Sean his left hand rubbed up and down the inside of his thick thighs. The back of his arm jostled around Sean’s bloated balls and erect prick. His right hand kneaded Sean’s muscle ass cheek. Pulling it apart then running his fingertips against Sean’s muscle hole. "HHuuhhh!! HUUGgghhH!!" Sean was panting in need. His lover threw his massive arms around his sweaty body and thrust his groin into the side of his ass. Grunting in need into Sean’s ear. Making his stud moan. Making him feel the stiffness of his 19-inch beast as its swollen tip pressed into his asscheek. Ty’s primal desires had become uncontainable. "MMGHRRFFF!!" Ty’s roared in lust. His massive prick throbbed so hard it sprayed a jet of pre all over the two of them. The teen in heat pushed his fat fingers in between Sean’s muscle cheeks and spread them. Sean let out a deep bellowing moan, so loud it drew the attention of red faced onlookers. The two were standing in the parking lot beside their apartment. They could have just gone upstairs, but they needed it now. It couldn’t wait. "HRGHHHH!!" Ty grunted in sexual heat as Sean presented himself. He bent over to give his mate his hungry hole. The teen stud lunged onto his mate’s back. Grabbed him by the pecs to steady him for the onslaught that was coming. He grunted in his ear. His monster cock throbbed bigger, harder than ever as he plunged it balls deep into Sean’s quivering muscle hole. His thighs slammed against Sean’s muscular asscheeks with a loud, wet thud. "UUGGGHHHH!!!" Sean roared as he felt Ty stretch him open. Ty’s huge length throbbed inside Sean as the teen ground his muscular groin against his mate’s butt. Onlookers moaned in heat as the muscle god began to thrust. Sean’s muscular asscheeks shuddered then flexed as Ty’s thighs slammed into them over and over. Sean’s tongue lolled out. He was drooling as his mate groped and kneaded his supple pecs. Pounded his hole in front of a growing audience. The toes on his meaty muscular feet flexed and curled in pleasure on the asphalt. "HRRRGGHHHH!!" the two of them grunted and groaned. Pleasure reverberated through the men’s mountainous bodies. With every thrust into Sean, Ty’s horniness rose. Thick virile seed churned in his powerful balls as they slammed into Sean’s rump over and over. "UGFF UGGNNFF UUGGHNFF!!" Sean’s legs gave way and he fell backwards, ass first onto his mate’s prick. Both men roared in pleasure. Ty's huge dick pushed deeper up into Sean as he sat on it. Sean arched his back and moaned. The stud spun around on his mate’s prick. His soft hole putting tension on it, rubbing it as it twisted round. He held onto Ty’s huge traps and thrust his huge ass down onto his mate’s dick. Over and over. Slamming his muscle ass onto his stud’s erection again and again, desperate to milk out his load. "UUGH!! UGGH!! UUGGHH!!" Ty’s powerful thighs pistoned his prick up into Sean’s hole over and over. Pushing it deep inside with more force than Sean was fucking him. Ty flipped the two of them over and straddled him. He was on top of his mate in a feral, primal mating press. "RRGHHHHH!!" Ty fucked Sean faster and faster. Pounding him so hard car alarms around them went off. Loud meaty thuds rang out as his powerful thighs slammed into Sean’s muscle ass over and over. The teen was a piece of muscular farming equipment. A breeding machine. And he was going to make Sean feel it. Ty pressed his body down on his mate. Holding Sean’s lurching cock still between his bulging pecs. Letting him fuck faster and faster. "RRRGGUUHHH!!!" Ty’s powerful fuck reached its climax. With a guttural roar, Ty thrust so hard into Sean’s muscle ass the ground shook. He moaned in pleasure as he pumped his hot cum deep into Sean’s waiting hole. Filled him completely until his thick jets of cum flew out and splattered the asphalt beneath them. Sean's cock expanded and erupted, covering Ty's pecs and face. Ty unclenched his pecs, letting Sean's dick swing wildly as it blasted ropes of jizz across the parking lot. "HHGHH…Aw fuck yeeah...HHGHHH…Fucking strong!…HHGHh…Can't stop cumming..." Ty hung his head. Panting. He was done. The two of them were drenched in sweat and cum. Sean panted, catching his breath. The two of them had pushed each other more than they ever had before. Ty lowered his head and took a deep breath. They smelled amazing. Ty gave Sean’s ass one final hard thrust. He pulled out his prick slowly, to let Sean feel his length. When it popped out, his thick cum streamed out Sean's hole and down the backs of his muscular legs. Ty helped Sean to his feet. The two musclegods began softly kissing one another. Standing in profile, their huge pecs swelled as their nips erected and dueled with each other. Their giant fuck-rods waved in their own dance, sliding up and down each other, generously lubricated by Sean's cum. Their lips never parted but their hands were everywhere, molding, caressing, squeezing. When they hugged, their enormous biceps fought to drag the other guy even closer. At that point Ty pulled a little back, still holding on to Sean, and sat on the hood of one of the cars in the lot. The car creaked and groaned out of protest. Sean closed in on him, pushing Ty's knees apart as he fucked his cock in the deep cleavage between Ty's giant pecs as his lover pulled the blonde head into his own chest. Sean's butt salaciously waved from side to side as he pleasured himself on Ty's sweat and cum covered torso. Sounds of metal bending and snapping filled the air as the car struggled to support the motions of the two massive teens. A crowd of onlookers gathered around them, some of them pairing off and fucking each other as they watched the two muscle gods enjoying each other. Sean half turned to grin wickedly at the horny onlookers as he placed his hands on Ty's outrageous delts and started to push him down to swallow the big blond dick. As Ty slurped disgustingly on his oversized meal, Sean stretched his torso back arched, flexed and spread, showing off his massive body. But when the sap began to rise and Sean started to groan in anticipation, he suddenly stood up, swung Ty around, and sat him on his lap, on his tree trunk of a dick. Without changing his rhythm, Ty started to fuck himself on Sean's 20-inch monster. Sean had one hand on Ty's bulging pec, the other on his huge dick. Ty, with his deep brown eyes, stared down their audience as he started to massage the sweat and cum into his own lats, his chest, his huge veined bis, even his face, bending over to lick the sweet honey of his pre-cum off his throbbing cock as he fucked his own mouth with it. Ty's eyes pierced into each person's soul, sending them over the edge at the sight of these two perfect specimens in love. Person after person fell to their knees as they came at the sight. Then he flexed a humungous bicep and started to lick it. Then the other. The crowd around them were all on their knees now, some of them passing out from an endless cycle of orgasms. Sean grinned at the crowd, "Enjoying yourself, dudes? I know we are!" Ty raised his pelvis a little to let Sean start the upward fucking motion himself. "Aww, shit, Sean! Yeah, fuck me, dude! Harder! Fuck the jizz outa me!" Sean slapped both his paws hard on to Ty's pecs and Ty reached back with both arms to use the car back for additional leverage as both of them rammed up and down against each other. The hood buckled underneath them as the car gave in, the tires burst with a loud bang followed by the suspension collapsing underneath them. "Shit! Fuck! Aww, shit, fuck, yeah! Gonna cum!" "Me too!" Sean pulled out of Ty's ass and pointed his dick in direction of the crowd under Ty's balls. Ty pushed his dick down slightly as they erupted. Two fire hoses simultaneously jetted across the parking lot, spraying down the moaning crowd. Torrents of cum covered the lot in white. Those who were still conscious hungrily shoveled the improbable loads into their mouths. Sean lifted Ty up in his arms and the two of them shared a deep kiss. Then he stood up, cum and sweat dripping off their magnificent bodies and headed inside. Sean carried his mate back to their apartment, to their bed. As their post orgasmic onlookers watched them in awe. The muscle gods were insatiable.
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  2. Part 5 I was glad that I wasn’t alone tonight. Nothing was more annoying than getting seated next to a bunch of drunk single ladies who tried flirting all night. I felt out of place when we slowly entered the expensive location. Everyone was dressed up so well. They even had a red carpet rolled out for the guests, which led into the vast hall. It was the exact opposite… Of what I craved for. Everything was tidy. Everything was so clean. Almost all men were shaved. Tom walked beside me, linked arm in arm with me. He knew how to move in perfection. How to behave in these expensive locations. He playfully caught two glasses of champagne from one of the butlers’ silver tablets before he handed one over to me. “You are new to this kind of party, aren’t ya?” He mused in my ear. He already knew the answer. “Can’t say I’m a fan of these events.” He chuckled slightly before a young woman and her man slowly walked toward us. “Mr. Reinhardt. It’s a pleasure to meet you in person finally. That’s my wife, Susan.” He presented here like a piece of flesh on the market when she slightly made a perfect curtsy. She knew how to move. Tom politely smiled: “You must be Mr. Watson. A pleasure to meet you. That’s my new lover Luke”. I watched how Mr. Watson glanced in my direction, keeping his fake smile while I bowed slightly back at him. Tom extended his hand for a firm grip before they went further down the way. “Reinhardt as in Reinhardt Corporation?” I glanced up at him, and I could see his cheeks slightly redden after I had just discovered he was the son of one of the wealthiest men in our country. “You could’ve at least warned me before we entered the party” I wrapped my hand around his fingers before I squeezed his hand tight. I wasn’t angry but slightly worried. And somehow, Tom didn’t look confident around all these men and women. He still behaved like the perfect gentlemen. But I could feel the sweat on his palms. Deep down in his heart, he wasn’t the confident beast. He wasn’t the man who rode motorcycles all night long. And he wasn’t the man who took charge. He just knew how to hide his true self. How to play the tough guy. And to give him some credit… He had the built for it. He had muscles any man would lick his fingers for. And a cock closer to a weapon than a fuckpole. Perhaps it was why he waited so long to see me again. I took a moment to relax and focus while ignoring the fuzz around us. I felt his hand squeezing my own while he had already grabbed his second glass of sparkling wine, clearly trying to get rid of his insecurities that way. “You don’t like these parties either, do you?” I glanced up at Tom and could see him slightly waver. “Well, in that case… You probably wouldn’t mind joining me for a brief toilet break, right?” I slowly lead him through the crowd. It wasn’t hard because they made a path for us. The restrooms were down in the cellar. I shoved him into the dark room before the movement sensors activated the light. It was a large, expensive-looking room when I slowly led him into one of the stalls. It was ridiculous. Even the restroom was a small hall with over 30 pissouars hanging on the walls. The stalls were in a separate room, offering complete privacy for whoever needed to relieve himself. I slowly ran my hand down until I opened the button on his jacket, revealing his tight shirt. He glanced down at me. He was already tipsy after just two glasses. I could see his red cheeks while he ran his strong arms around my neck. Whispering in my ear, “Sorry that I pulled you into my messy life,” I could smell his musk. His slight perfume while I couldn’t resist him any longer. My cock was throbbing the whole time. I slowly ran my strong hands down his torso until I slowly opened one button after another. “I don’t care if I’ve to play your dog in public all day long. But don’t play the tough man if you can’t even down two glasses of champagne with your mass and height. My balls were churning. I could feel my cock slowly grinding up against my underwear. I slowly ran my tongue over his pecs. He had smooth skin. He got a workout in before the event. I felt his arms hug tighter around me. He was hard. I could see his thick shaft’s outlines while he struggled to hold back. “Hey… Don’t tell me that’s your first time you’re making out with someone….” I could see him avoid my gaze. “You are full of surprises….” I slowly traced my finger over his thick abs before I unbuckled his belt, pushing his pants and briefs down before his massive cock swung up against his abs, pre already flowing down his thick member. I glanced up at him. His cock was already pulsating like crazy. His face was bright red right now. “I… I just had trouble finding anyone who managed to take it in…” He shifted slightly when I pinned him against the wall with my forearm and slowly lowered my hungry lips over his thick shaft. I kissed his mushroom head before steadily running my tongue over his full member. I was feeling each salty inch before I started taking it into my warm mouth. I was ignoring his boyish grunts. “Lemme teach you a few lessons” I could feel my cock stir in my compression shorts. I wanted to breed him so bad. I wanted to outgrow him. I wanted to show him how it was done. I slowly pushed my mouth further down his inhuman cock. Wrapping my rough hands around his vast glutes. I felt his hand running through my hair, slightly cramping while he flexed his massive glutes, trying to hold back. But I knew he just made it worse. My pits slowly pushed out hairier underneath the fabric of my shirt. My muscles filled my clothes to their limits. I could feel my tie fighting with my neck. My cock was getting thicker, pulsating as well, while it was harder to control myself. I slowly placed my rough right hand over his vast shaved nuts before I slowly squeezed them to their limits, hearing his uncontrolled moan before he pumped a massive amount of hot semen into my throat. It filled my gut to its limits. I shoved him even rougher against my hungry lips before flexing my glutes, quads, and calves and lifting his massive frame off the ground, squeezing his ass in the process. He was leaning against the wall, his eyes closed while his cock still was far from done. I could feel it pulsate in my throat when I slowly shoved my pinky against his asshole. I felt the shiver that pulsated through his body. He moaned louder before he pumped a second load down my throat. My cock had already soaked my pants when it slowly got painful. I could feel my thick anaconda grinding against the compression shorts. My quads felt way too good. They were rippling underneath Tom’s weight while I slowly shoved my finger inside. I stepped back and off the wall when I felt his total weight resting on my body. I slowly squatted, feeling the insane sensation that ran through my bones. I wanted to shout out under the inhuman pain. But instead, Tom’s shaft spurted an even bigger load down my throat. My quads rippled when I heard the first ripping sound. My arms had just split my business shirt underneath my jacket around my biceps and pits. I squatted even lower until Tom’s feet almost hit the ground before I pumped my massive quads and calves and pushed him back up. My cock churned. I let out a satisfied grunt against his cock. My muscles rippled. My muscle fibers almost doubled in density. I could feel the pain slowly morphing into pure lust. My feet were fighting with the leather of my shoes before I slowly heard them ripping apart like paper. “FUOOCK,” I let out a deeper growl when I slowly squatted back down, shoving a second finger down his ass. My tie imprisoned my neck. I could feel the air getting tighter. I heard my shirt’s buttons snapping apart, popping onto the ground. My Adam’s apple just pumped out even further along with my growing neck until my tie slightly strangulated me. It turned me on even more while I slowly lifted one of my arms to look at my growing biceps. I could feel the fabric of my Jacket and shirt ripping apart underneath the pressure of my growing arms and lats. My cock snapped through the fabric of my compression shorts and pants, destroying the expensive fabric in mere seconds. I felt Tom blowing his last huge load when I slowly pulled his shaft out of my mouth to lower him back down. I grabbed my cock and slowly pushed it between his sculpted legs. Felt the outlines grinding against his bubble butt. “BIGGER,” I let out another growl when my socks tore apart, revealing my monstrous feet. I slowly repositioned my other arm off Tom’s body when I felt his arms wrapping around my neck instead, gradually freeing me off my tight tie. My cock almost supported his whole bodyweight right now. His legs constantly rubbed against my hairy growing nuts while my outfit for the night was ruined. I could smell my musk in the air. My masculinity flooded the whole room when I thrust my massive cock up against the wall, forcing Tom against it again. In for another long kiss before I slowly let him off my monstrous pulsating cock. He was panting hard after I emptied him like a fucking protein shaker. I turned my massive body away from him before I wrapped my two rough hands over my throbbing cock. Each thrust made me hornier and worsened my growth before I blasted my load all over the expensive walls. Cum splashed back over me, covering my newly grown frame in my potent jizz while the air reeked of my musk. I slowly lifted my right arm in the air for another long flex before I took a good whiff of my new scent, digging my nose inside my sweaty pits…. I slowly turned back towards Tom. My cock was covered in thick, dense cum, still dripping while it ground against his brick wall of perfect abs. He was at least a head smaller than me. I slowly extended one of my rough fingers before I squeezed his hard nipple. “Guess the party is over for me” I flexed a most muscular right in front of him. I heard him say just one line. “Let’s… skip… the party….” Before he hugged his hands around my waist and tried bearhugging me with my new size. I ran my wet arms around him before I lifted him off his feet for a real bearhug, feeling his cock sliding in between the valleys of my hairy, slightly pulsating abs. I slightly lowered my head towards his ear. “Lemme guess… You want Daddy to take care of smuggling us back to your car, don’t you?
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  3. On my way home, I stopped at a small shop for menswear to lend out a smokin for the night that accommodated my new size. It was expensive… But it was for Jake, after all. I cooked up some rice, chicken, and a salad for lunch before slowly getting ready for the wedding. I wouldn’t say I liked social events. I slowly undressed, staring at my improved self in the mirror. I was hot. I had to be around 6’2 (1.87 m) in height, and my muscles looked pumped and juicy on my compact frame. I slowly glanced further down until I saw my jockstrap. My cockhead forced the fabric down, revealing my hairy cockbase slightly. My balls looked huge, more like large eggs or small oranges. I decided it was best to wear compression shorts for the night. Because fuck…. I was already close to getting hard right here and now. It took me a while to get my beard back in shape. “Could’ve sworn it was perfect yesterday.” I styled my hair back with a bit of wax before I slowly grabbed my keys and wallet, making me on my way. My neighbor Elena just came up the stairs with a flower bouquet in her hands on my way out. “Looks like Romeo is finally ready for his lover who’s loitering around in front of the apartment complex like a hungry animal,” she chuckled slightly before she checked me out. “My niece just gifted me these flowers. Guess she wouldn’t be mad if one found its way in a handsome man’s Smokin.” She slowly pulled out a blue rose and tucked it into my jacket’s pocket. “If I wouldn’t be gay, you’d already got me with your charm,” I grinned before I slowly went further down. “I’ll tell you everything about the night when I’m back. Promise.” Whoever she meant with my Lover, it probably wasn’t Jake. I left the house and gaped at Tom. He leaned against an expensive-looking black limousine, like those cars that politicians and influential people used to get around the world. Tom looked gorgeous. He filled his Smokin to perfection. His clothes looked expensive—way out of my league. I approached him slowly before I stopped in front of him. He grinned, revealing his perfect teeth, before wrapping his large arms around my frame, pulling me into a tight hug. “Sorry that I took so long… Wasn’t in town.” I slightly shifted in his hug before I wrapped my strong arms around his frame, feeling his wide-muscled back. His pumped pecs against my frame. I inhaled his scent. His slight perfume. I didn’t say a word. I just enjoyed his body heat. “Thought you might enjoy some company at the wedding. It felt as if my sorrows had just vanished under his embrace. He slowly loosened his bearhug before looking me up and down. “You’re looking great today. Even bigger… and hotter than in my memories.” He slightly leaned in and forced me in for a kiss. I felt his lips while his slightly stubbled chin grinds against my beard. “You’re still the hot beast of a man I recall last time. But the Smokin makes you even more attractive.” I ran my hand over his shirt, squeezing his pecs slightly underneath his jacket before we got interrupted by the clock towers’ bells. “Guess it’s time to get going.” I could listen to his voice all day long. I slowly got into the passenger seat after he opened it for me. I could feel my cock still slightly throbbing against my compression shorts. I never was so happy to meet someone again out of the blue. He made me feel weak and puny in comparison, yet in reality, I craved to grow big enough to lift his whole car. It was a smooth ride. The cabin was isolated so well that I couldn’t even hear the ongoing fuzz in the city while he steered the car towards the location. “Didn’t expect to see you again.” I ran my hand lightly over his thick quads before he slowly ran his pumped arm around my arm, slightly pulling me over to his side. “Sorry… I Guess I’m quite the asshole in your eyes for not giving a sign from my side over the past weeks”. I slightly traced my finger over his quads when he drove down the underground parking garage. He went down to the lowest deck, almost wholly ghosted, before turning off the engine before he leaned over for a rough kiss. I ran my hand underneath his shirt, feeling his body heat before he slowly managed to control his lust again. He was wearing compression shorts as well. But they looked close to bursting, creating a massive bulge down his quads. “To make up for it… I’ll invite you to my place after the wedding.” I could feel my throbbing cock. I was rock hard, but it felt like it was still hardening further. I could feel the wet mushroom tip fight its way further down my leg, slightly brushing through my legs’ body hair. I hugged Tom’s neck and pulled him back to my side. In for another long kiss. “Don’t ghost me this time… Because I’m craving for a good fuck tonight” I ran my rough hand around his bulge, squeezing it slowly while I slightly had to adjust my legs to give my balls more space. I was sweating slightly before I heard Tom’s slight boyish squirm. “Can’t wait to see your rough side tonight” I listened to his low chuckle before I felt his hand around my wrist, slowly leading it back further up. “If you continue squeezing it that hard… you’ll make me plow my load before the party even started” I slowly woke up from my slight trance. His cock was pulsating. Visible through the fabric. “Fuck… Sorry. Guess got slightly carried away.” We took a moment to calm back down in his car before we slowly got out, ready for the party.
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  4. I did wonder, for a second, whether it was a good idea to take the bus at 6 p.m. Don’t get me wrong, I loved public transport. Not least because it made a lot of sense ecologically. It was just that I was … well, big. And whenever the bus was crowded – as no doubt it would be, at this time of the day – I felt that I would be taking up too much space. Kind of being inconsiderate without wanting to be, just because of this massive body that I had unintentionally developed over the years. You’re probably puzzled by that phrase right now: a “massive body that I had unintentionally developed over the years.” Bear with me, just for a little longer; things will soon become clearer, I promise. As I said, I had second thoughts about taking the bus, but I told myself there was no reason to worry. Yes, it would be crowded, but not that badly. Yes, this was a pretty big town, but not really overpopulated (or, more precisely, not suffering from any under-development of critical infrastructure caused by a lack of political foresight). So even on super busy days I’d usually find a way not to, say, accidentally crush or hurt anybody. Which was a melodramatic way of putting it anyway. I was neither that big nor that strong. That is, I wasn’t that big or that strong just yet. What I’m trying to say is that, yes, I did get on that bus, and, yes, I did manage to find enough space, even though it was, of course, fairly crowded. I took out my book, started to read – and then I could feel it hit me again, after all this time. “Shit, not here,” I thought, as the pressure inside me started building. I slid my book back in my backpack, trying my best to stay calm and composed. Already I could feel my heart beating faster, and beads of sweat were forming on my forehead. I glanced around, trying to see if anyone on the bus was staring at me. But, as usual, it was hard to concentrate, as the pressure inside me kept increasing. I had really thought I was done with this … this thing. But somehow, somewhere on this bus, there was someone who saw me. Someone for whom this pro-sized bodybuilder was still not big enough. Who saw my muscles, and craved even more. I tried to breathe in and out, slowly and deeply; there was no point in panicking, as I could stop what was happening simply by getting off the bus at the next stop. So I kept calm, outwardly, even as I felt my pecs swell bigger, ever so slightly. Even as my neck thickened, just a little. Even as I felt my traps rise higher. And yet, while I must have seemed calm, I felt rising within me a deep sense of gloom, and anger, too. For years, I had moved from city to city, from town to town, hoping to find a place where I could just be myself. But everywhere I went, I would sooner or later run into someone who wanted me to be different. Who wasn’t satisfied with who I was and who wanted to change me. And now, just when I had fooled myself into believing that I’d finally found a place where I could … well, just be – where people might stare a little or make fun of my size, but where no one wanted to force me to be someone I wasn’t – I was back again at where I had started: growing bigger, slowly but surely, because of some random guy who had a thing for muscles. So even when the bus arrived at the next stop, and even though the growth stopped as soon as I had heaved my body onto the pavement, I hung my head low. I had only gained two or three pounds, but I knew that I would, once again, have to move. To leave everyone and everything I knew behind me. For how could I possibly run the risk of running into this guy again, at the mall, or in a club or … well, basically, anywhere? I had felt his desire – felt it burn deep within me – and I knew that he craved huge muscles more than anyone else I had ever encountered. From as far back as I can remember, all I'd ever really wanted was to fit in. And how would that stay even remotely possible, if this guy were to make me grow even bigger?
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  5. 18: Sorry if I am being redundant here, but after the best sex of my life, Ben and I took to the large cross sectional couch that took up a sizeable swath of his basement. Ben laid his long legs out against the short end of the L shaped sofa, relaxed as he was his big feet and ankles hung well off the end. I couldn’t help but notice how large of an area of the upholstery he was actually taking up, whereas myself sat comfortably on my one cushion next to him. It was so strange to me to feel small as I did, I hadn’t felt this way in years, not since my single digit years. Charmingly enough, despite all that had just preceeded us, Ben was ever his conversational self. As we watched tired reruns of American Dad, the stuff we chatted about was far reaching and all interesting. Ben was an amazingly smart young man, and he always kept me engaged, though I think a certain sense of lust and dare I say intimidation really helped me keep focus on his words. But then a thread wove us back into what all that had gone on, Ben excitedly explained, “Man I am just so hype about this, I just want to thank you for working out with me and helping me reach my full potential.” This remark actually meant quite a lot to me, “Ben,” I said with some hesitation, “I should be thanking you!” I fawned, “I mean, just to be here to witness your incredible transformation…” Ben proceeded to flex his biceps and puff out his chest, had I forgotten to mention we were both just sitting around in our underwear at this point? Watching the rise and fall of his alarmingly defined pectorals and the ballooning mass of his arms almost cut off my train of thought entirely. But I regained my attention despite the prodigious flexing. “I mean, I just can’t believe what’s happening, how do you even feel?” “Like superman bro, I don’t know how to describe it, but my body it just feels radiant! I truly have never been happier!” I kept on, “I mean, you must be, it looks amazing Ben! You ought to be proud of yourself, but…” then the nervous side of me came out once again, “Aren’t you at all concerned?” He leaned back and smiled, “Bro, the only thing I am concerned about is going to Apollo tomorrow and getting a REAL workout!” I chuckled anxious but continued to press my concern for his health, “I mean yeah man, but shouldn’t you really see a doctor or anything? Like I’m happy for you and all but you can’t tell me this is a normal rate of growth.” He smirked handsomely, “Well, maybe I am just exceptional.” Then he put a little more seriously, “Why you worried so much, little dude?” I almost started to blush a little bit, “I just, want you to be safe is all man, it’s just you look incredible, but you gotta be honest with yourself here, this is probably the fastest cases of muscle gain for someone not on steroids, ever. And like, this…” I hesitated for a second, “Megadrol stuff, it’s still experimental and—” Ben reached out and caressed my face with his hand, it was surprising how large it felt, and how it enveloped such a large part of my head. I supposed I shouldn’t have been surprised, but damnit this was still fucking really strange to me! What could happen to Ben, he might have a heart attack or renal failure or— “Matt,” He began with a stern coolness that stopped my runaway train of thought. Ben continued, “You forget, I am a nurse too. I have been checking my blood pressure, albeit the cuff is a little small any more,” he smiled, “and despite my already naturally low heart rate, I am just fine. In fact, dude, I went out on a jog while you were at work and I ran a faster 5k than I ever did in my entire life! I am healthy as a horse, I did that shit in 16 minutes, and dude like two months ago I was at 25 or something! This Megadrol is the shit!” All this talk allayed my fears if only slightly, and replaced them with a terrible, nd deep desire. My heart started to race, the question that had been lurking in the back of my mind now had the chance to come to light. I had to ask, the want was at a fever pitch, “So,” I tried to put as charmingly as I could, “when can I get some?” To my dismay, he sighed and lounged back again. I stared at him, his beautiful chest, his increasingly ripped abs and obliques which tapered down to his tight underwear which rode up due to his massive, ever more defined thighs and hamstrings. But no matter how much I wanted to drink in the sight of him, his face and silence were crumbling my entire world, so powerful was his effect on me. I both admired him and dreaded him. “Matt, that shit is expensive,” He explained at first, “And frankly, kill me but I want it ALL to myself, and it’s not that I don’t want you to have it, it’s just that for me, my own growth and my own investment mean so much more. I want every dollar I paid and ounce that I lift to pay off, bro. And parting with even one bottle of my Megadrol frankly…I just don’t know.” His reasoning was fair, his explanation was just, but for some reason it cut like daggers. I almost wanted to cry, not going to lie. Hadn’t I earned his trust? Or had my incessant anxiety about his wellbeing hampered any chance I had to try this forbidden fruit. Furthermore, why did I even want it? I just decried it as potentially dangerous, but I didn’t have to take more than one glimpse at Ben to know I wanted what he had too, I craved it. I wanted to tower over everyone and impress them with my strength and size, why couldn’t I just have one bottle. I too was silent as a response. Then Ben broke it with some invigorating words, “Tell you what. I guess you can have some, I feel like I do owe you. You can have the rest of the bottle I first opened, it’s got literally like over one half left. I’ll just crack open a new one, besides I was thinking of upping my dose and it will be easier to stay consistent!” I blurted, “You haven’t even taken half a bottle yet? Jesus!” I paused, and then I realized, “Thank you!” I considered myself lucky, “What will it cost me?” Ben shook his head, “Nada, free.” I was shocked and truly grateful! “No dude, $100, at least!” Ben waved his hand, “No dice. But here, since you’re beggin’, you can comp my next few meals throughout the week, and we’ll call it square!” “Deal!” I foolishly agreed. Ben chimed back up, “Oh, and you’re coming to Apollo with me tomorrow, obviously.” I smiled, “Oh yeah, duh. We gotta show Spencer what is up!” And then I got curious, “Are you gonna do what you did tonight in public?” Ben looked practically giddy, “I dunno, maybe…” he toyed with idea, “You think people would notice, or react someway?” I could only be honest, “If you did it would blow everyone away. I don’t know how people would take it, people might get freaked out!” Ben smiled, “Nah, I think they would definitely be in for a show though! I don’t even know if something like that will even happen again, if we are being honest?” I asked, “But it if it does?” He laughed, “Then let it happen, I certainly won’t mind getting bigger!” and then some excitement in his voice, “Hey, are you gonna take your Megadrol as soon as I give it to you?” I froze. “I…I don’t know honestly…Given the chance I don’t even know if I’ll take it at first, I kind of like watching your experience with it first!” Ben stuck out his tongue playfully and flexed his arms and crunched his abs, “Well don’t get left behind is all I’m saying, bro! Hate for you to lose out on all this! Now that you have it better get to it, because,” he bit his lower lip, “I’mma little afraid I will outgrow you if you know what I mean…” Oh I definitely know what he meant, my ass ached from our recent session on the near ruined bench. Ben went on, “And as it stands, I don’t intend to sell off any more of my Megadrol, so it’s only a matter of time!”
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  6. 6.2 The room was bigger than my old gym. Everything was polished and clean. There were tons of machines I didn’t know. I only knew the old equipment…. Yet the stuff in here looked right out of a science fiction movie. I slowly made my way to a machine that looked like a pec deck. There were no visible weights. It looked way too clean for gym equipment. I slowly sat down when a brief sound sequence signaled the device was ready. “A new user has been registered. The machine is ready for warm-up and calibration.” It was a deep, masculine voice assistant. As if they hired someone potent just for the job. I slowly wrapped my hands around the handles when I pulled my arms towards each other. The weight was so light. I wasn’t sure if the machine was working… When I felt it slightly vibrating after I got my arms back in rest position for the second rep. I felt my arms slightly burning. The weight was way heavier this time. “Weight increased to 80 pounds” I slowly released again when it hummed again…. I could feel my cock slightly harden when the weight felt even heavier once again. “Slow down your movement.” It didn’t sound like a piece of advice. More like an order. I slowed down, feeling my muscles burn when the weight became heavier. My muscles were burning all over. I breathed harder. My pecs bulged under pressure while the machine was still not done. I could smell my musk in the air. I slowly pushed my arms back to a resting position when I heard the voice again. I slowly tried moving my arms together… But I couldn’t. The weights kept getting heavier… Sweat was dripping off my forehead. I heard the machine vibrating while my pecs fought harder to get my arms together. My cock was oozing while I felt the temper. The lust and anger throughout my bones and muscle fibers. I wouldn’t lose against a fucking A.I. My muscles were rippling and pushing out. My cock rippled outwards, shredding the fabric of my briefs before it slapped against my thick hairy abs. Sweat was dripping off my hairy pecs when it just forced my arms back in resting position. “Calibration finished. Ready for your daily workout routine.” My pecs were pumped already. I slowly glanced down over my sweaty mess. It felt so good. They were already burning. I slowly ran my hand along my throbbing shaft, feeling the outlines. “So that’s why Tom is in such good shape, huh?” I grinned when I slowly wrapped the handles again. I was starting my first set. “Weights are set to 200 lbs. Do you want to enter reduced weight mode for your safety?” I licked over my sweaty lips when I slowly started my set. “No….” I felt the burning sensation. Each repetition made the feeling worse. It made my craving worse. It was a strange feeling. As if someone was currently spotting you. The machine even prevents me from pushing the weights during the resting phases or in between sets. I could feel my pecs how slowly pushed outwards. Further and further. But the weights never got lighter. They always adjusted. Always keeping me close to the edge. Sweat was covering my whole skin. Fuck, it has been ages since I sweated so bad. Just when I wanted to add a fourth set, it locked down. “Chest workout for today is already complete.” I slowly got up, staring in the mirror. It was the first time when I saw how massive I’d grown back in the hotel. My cock was enormous when I gave it a good squeeze. My pecs looked massive. I was pumped to the rims. I was fighting with my massive arms for space. It made moving around harder. Or somewhat less mobile when I slowly bounced my thick pecs before I lifted my arms again for a flex. “Damn…. I need more of that stuff” I grinned slightly when I slowly made my way through the weight racks—the only thing which was relatively normal in this gym. I cockily strolled towards the end, grabbing the heaviest set of weights, surprised that I could lift them at first. I slowly watched my arms in the mirror. My biceps was pulsating, pumping out to the rimes. Fuck, it felt as if it was close to exploding underneath my skin. 200 pounds… Inhuman… My cock got even harder when I grabbed the second weight off the rack and slowly lifted it simultaneously with my second arm. Pre slowly flowed out of my shaft onto my hairy quads and calves. My grin got cockier… Wider… I wanted more. I let out a satisfied grunt with each repetition while my arms slowly pushed out. My balls slowly grew more prominent. My heavy shaft slowly pushed further down due to its new weight, but I couldn’t stop before I finished my sets. I felt like a fucking beast of a man after I was done with the workout. My cock was oozing against my hairy muscle wall and destruction when I slowly made my way out of the gym. My gut was rumbling slightly while I searched for the kitchen. I massaged my thick hairy pecs on my way through his penthouse when I finally found the vast space. Even the modern kitchen was enormous. And to my luck, the fridge was filled with meal-prepped stuff. I slowly pulled out a can of rice with chicken and put it inside the microwave while mixing up a bit of the expensive-looking protein powder on the counter. Even the powder looked as if a designer had made it. It tasted good when I downed half a gallon in two large gulps before I downed my food. I was breathing hard when I slowly returned to Tom’s bedroom. My cock was pulsating. Seeing Tom’s naked body only made my erection worse while I slowly started the shower while watching him. He was deep asleep while I slowly started jerking off to his sight. Deep grunts escaped my lips while I felt the sadistic pleasure. Each stroke made it harder for me to hold back. But at the same time, it was as if holding back longer… Made my body adapt to my needs. My balls slowly grew thicker in the process. My balls started growing. They pushed out more and more while producing more thick cum inside. I slowly let out a lower grunt. Heard my masculine voice echo through the large room while my cockhead smeared all over the glass. Pushing out bigger… Heavier… I was growing again…. *NNNGHH FUOOOCK* I let out an uncontrolled moan when my pecs and arms started pushing outwards slightly. I felt my pumped biceps slightly fight with the glass while my balls pushed out thicker. Fighting with my hairy quads…. *bigger…. BIGGER*. I smirked cockily while I felt my nipples touch the cold glass. The water still tried rinsing off all the sweat and dried cum off my body when my cock started pulsating. Vibrating under the pleasure when I climaxed. My load pushed out all over me. Covering me in my thick, dense cum. It was a mess… The glass was tinted in lush, creamy cum, and I couldn’t control my balls. I crunched slightly under the pleasure. I squatted down a bit when I felt my cock pulsate. Growing out thicker up, against my thick abs, touching the lower side of my pecs when it exploded a second time. *NNGHH FUOOOCK* My deep voice boomed when I came a second time. A shower of cum hit my sweaty mass when I felt both of my massive arms and shoulders kiss the gold glass after I’d grown too wide already… I slowly relaxed… I ran my rough hands over my new body while my cock slowly settled. Still oozing out thick wads of pre and cum until it was done for the moment. I just stood there for a few minutes… Trying to rinse off most of the cum… But it was almost impossible…. The shower was a mess. The drain was slightly clogged with my potent seed…. // Maybe I should start proofreading the passages before I publish it. - But I am too lazy for that
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  7. Hi guys. This is a short piece I wrote while I was travelling. This is intended to be a one-shot so I probably won't write a follow up (but I mean, who knows?). Anyway I thought you guys might get a kick out of it. Maybe this is a fantasy that some of you could relate to. ---- I want to tell you about my new boyfriend Paul. The two of us are very different. I'm 5'3" and maybe 90lbs. I'm naturally a bookish kinda guy, kind of introverted - not shy exactly, I just enjoy being by myself. I'm definitely a "thinking about things" kind of guy rather than a "doing things" kind of guy. I never did sports at school, and I'm very uncoordinated. My body is very lean, the only muscle I have is a very faint 6-pack that I'm quite proud of. Paul is like my opposite in every way! When I met him he was 280lbs of huge freaking muscles! Paul used to be the star wrestler at his university, but now he has devoted his life to bodybuilding. So he spends most of his free time training and lifting weights at the local meathead gym. (Seriously, they all look like roided freaks in there.) He is 6'9" tall so he absolutely towers over me. Although we don't have that much in common, he is very sweet. And I love his massive muscular body! I want to help him achieve all of his dreams. I spend most of my free time helping him out so he can focus on his athletic progress. He's always trying to gain size, so he spends hours working out, and he's already huge, so he needs 5-6 meals every day. Not just ordinary meals either. He needs the right macronutrients to fuel his workouts. His body responds best to high protein and high carbohydrates. I roast a lot of chicken and prep a lot of rice and pasta to feed my beast of a boyfriend. It's a lot of food prep but I'm happy to help out. I only need a little bit of food every day, anyway. Paul is actually really easy to feed. He is not fussy at all. He devours everything I feed him with no complaints. When I first met him he told me he was eating 4000 calories a day. I have been slowly upping that to be more like 5000 calories. It seems to be working because he has gotten WAY stronger since we started dating! I'm going to start increasing the calories again. This week he had his monthly weigh-in and he was 300lbs. I was so proud of him. I hired him a coach after we started dating, and Paul has been working so hard with him. You can really tell the difference from when we first met. His shoulders are one of his greatest assets. They respond insanely well to training. "Boulder shoulders" doesn't do them justice. They look like death stars. My man is insanely WIDE!! I love it when we go out and I walk through a door and he has to contort himself to get inside. The world is not built for men like Paul, but I love it. Of course Paul is huge everywhere else as well! Like his massive, 52-inch barrel chest and thick, 21-inch arms. Oh yeah, his biceps are ridiculously vascular. The light up with veins when he moves to scratch his neck. When he flexes those babies POP like you wouldn't believe. His 30-inch thighs are wider than my waist, which blows my mind. Those quads look freaky. And the best thing is, he is still LEAN! Well, he's about 15% body fat, so he could be leaner. But that's the same as when we met, which means he put on about 17lbs of muscle in 6 MONTHS. That's ridiculous even for a beginner, but Paul has been training for 10 years! I scolded him for under-eating and starving his muscles for so long! I know it's hard to believe, but Paul is 100% natural. I know, I didn't totally believe it either, until I moved in with him. His coach says he's never seen anything like it. It's not because Paul is precious about steroids, he just doesn't want to do it until he's exhausted his natural gains. I have to be honest, I CAN'T WAIT to find out how he reacts to anabolics. I have been secretly reading up about them in my spare time. They say that the better your natural muscle building potential, the better you will respond to steroids. Thinking about my man BLOWING UP even more makes me dizzy. Outside of fitness, dating Paul has been very exciting. The gym takes up a lot of his time (and, to be honest, we spend a lot of time in the bedroom...), but when we do go out, we get stares everywhere now. Although, the worst thing is that people mistake me for his son ALL THE TIME. It's SO ANNOYING, but Paul loves it for some reason. He always laughs and adjusts himself while I blush and correct them. He knows it winds me up! I used to be embarrassed about being the centre of attention, but now, I kind of love it? Paul gets offers from men and women all the time. I'll be honest, I can get VERY jealous, but I also love that my boyfriend is so desirable. So Paul has my permission to flirt if he wants to. Paul is so bad! He loves to lead boys on. His favourite things is when he meets a cocky guy who thinks he knows what he wants, Paul shows off for a while, then he guides their hand to his crotch, and suddenly they are terrified and run off. You see, Paul has a very unusual penis. All I can say is, everything about Paul is massive. But his dick is different. It's just TOO BIG. It looks like it belongs on something else. It's ridiculous. It's long, uncut, and VERY thick. And Paul is a pure top. To his credit he let me fuck him a few times when we started dating, but he clearly wasn't into it. And I'll be honest, it wasn't satisfying for me either. A perfectly proportioned man like Paul DESERVES to have incredible sex. Paul has an aggressive, dominant side that he fantasises about, but he's never acted on. I want to do something about that! But, uh, you can imagine the problem. I'm so much smaller and more fragile than Paul. This guy could snap me in half without even trying. His cock would re-arrange my organs. Here's the thing though. I know it's dangerous, but the thought was SO HOT to me. When he whispered in my ear what he wanted, in that deep husky way he does when he's lusting after me, I came hands-free. Thinking about it still gives me chills. I told him we HAD to try it. At first he tried to talk me down from it because he didn't want to hurt me. But I insisted that we find a way to make this work. Paul says it's enough to jerk off together. He's always sweaty and horny when he gets home from the gym. I'll be honest, the smell of his fresh sweat sends shivers down my spine. Everything about my boyfriend is unbelievably masculine and erotic. He calls out my name is his deep voice and I come running. He's usually already throwing off his damp XXXL tank top, his shorts falling to the floor. He stares at me hungrily in his over-stuffed jock-strap, before he strides over and picks me up with one arm, throws me over his shoulder, and jogs up the stairs, while I giggle helplessly in his arms, swinging my fists impotently into that impossibly wide back. He starts by making me worship his massive pumped physique. I ask him what he trained that day and he tells me all the details as I rub the corresponding body part. I have a particular weakness for his massive quads, oh yeah, and his arms, oh yeah and I go crazy for his lat spread. His body always reeks of testosterone after training so I usually take this opportunity to bury my face into his hairy pits until I'm marked with his scent, which he tells me is hot as hell. (Oh yeah, did I mention my man is hairy all over? He used to shave until I persuaded him to stop. He says he's gonna start shaving again, because he says his hair makes him feel like a bit of a neanderthal. I hope he doesn't, though!) Paul loves to undress me. I always thought my body was pretty unremarkable, but Paul loves to kiss it and make love to every inch of it. I used to be too self-conscious to wear a tank top outdoors, but Paul thinks they look great on me, along with extra small shorts and sandals. We look like such an odd couple, but I think he likes that about us. Anyway, when we are making out, he loves to cup my genitals in one of his giant mitts while as he tells me how gorgeous I am. I keep my body shaved so he can lick me all over. He particularly likes slobbering over my feet (they are small enough to fit the whole thing into his giant mouth). But his favourite thing to do is eat ass. He could eat my hole for hours at a time. His tongue is massive, but it feels so good. And he gets so into it, I practically have to fight him off. Which he interprets as an invitation to wrestle me into submission - which he can do easily, without his tongue ever leaving my hole... He loves to jerk off with his giant cock side by side with mine. My 6 inches are nothing to sneeze at (it actually looks great on my smaller frame), but they are a fraction of the length and girth of Paul's huge organ. There's something dangerous and frightening about it. The way it throbs and lurches about like it has a mind of its own. You can't look at it and not think about the damage it could do. Holding it in your hands, the size and heat of it is mesmerising. I've ordered some anal training kits. But so far I've struggled to graduate from the entry level toys. This has been a problem with other boyfriends as well, but obviously with Paul, it's more urgent. I can't even properly get it in my mouth. I usually have to settle for worshiping the length of it, and sucking on the head - which I can't fit into my mouth properly. One time, I told him I was embarrassed, but he just laughed and said not to worry. He leaned down and whispered in my ear, it turns him on to watch me struggle with it! And of course, it shoots epic loads, as much as 3-4 men combined. He is such a stud!! Anyway, that's how I am doing right now. As you can see, my boyfriend takes up most of my spare time! Did I mention he has ridiculous stamina? Our daily post-gym sex sessions can go on for hours! I barely have time to spend with anyone else! Sometimes I wonder if that's intentional. Anyway, that's everything I wanted to tell you for now.
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  8. Pages 4 & 5 of Overdosed. Looks like there's been some interesting side effects... I wonder what else is going to happen to him? If you'd like to support my work, please consider following me on Twitter https://twitter.com/GDSMuscleFreaks
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  9. Part 6.1 The way out was easier than I thought. Or maybe it just was because I didn’t care if someone saw me naked. Tom, on the other hand, wasn’t as confident. Or at least that’s my conclusion after he insisted I wear his briefs on my way out. I gave in. And I admit that I almost tore them apart while getting them over my massive quads. Feeling Tom’s hands running all over my skin and trying to hide my gigantic soft shaft made it more erotic. My cock’s base was still visible after he finished. My vast, hairy balls pushed the fabric to the test while a third of my fat semi was visible the whole time. “Let’s get out of here for now.” Tom already had his suit back on. It was slightly stained with my seed when I wrapped my rough hand around his tie, pulling him in for another brief kiss before I lifted him off the ground. I felt his legs wrapping around my waist. I didn’t check before I strolled out of the bathrooms and down the empty hallways. Damn, I wished I’d bump into a freak of a security guard or a few attackers to plow them one by one, but nothing happened on my way towards the parking garage. My cock was semi-hard, constantly rubbing against the too-tight fabric of my briefs while I felt his arms wrapped around my neck again. He enjoyed the free ride to his car when he managed to grab his keys to unlock it. I slowly made my way to the passenger side and opened the door for him before I placed him in the passenger seat. I then slowly walked around the car again. I felt excited when I slowly opened the door to the driver’s side. His car felt expensive, like out of a James bond or action movie. I could feel my knees grinding against the steering wheel before I found the buttons to push the seat further back. Tom’s hand constantly ran over my massive quads when we slowly took off to his flat. To be honest. This car was probably the worst choice to get out unnoticed. At each red light, the eyes were drawn to us. Even the tinted glass couldn’t prevent their stares. And to be honest. It makes me aroused to see them gape at us. We were halfway in on the ride when I slowly opened my window, resting my massive arm on the door while enjoying the fresh breeze. I enjoyed the eyes of the gaping men at each red stop. They didn’t dare to open their windows. But I knew they enjoyed the sight. Tom gave me directions now and then until we were in the city’s heart in front of an inconspicuous garage gate. Well, I thought it was a garage at first. But as soon as we drove into the high-tech room, the gate closed behind us and the engines hummed around us. It was a car lift. I slowly ran my hand over Tom’s quads, feeling his hardening shaft while I couldn’t care less now. This was way better than any action movie I’ve watched. I slowly unbuckled his seatbelt and lifted him onto my side for a kiss. His back pressed against the horn until I pulled him closer against my vast mass. I released my seatbelt before I pinned Tom against my body. The lift stopped and pushed the car slowly into the light. We were in the middle of what had to be a lounge area or living room space. I slowly opened the car’s door. I was pushing us out of the small space. “You’re really living the dream up here….” I wrapped my arms firmer around Tom’s frame while he snuggled his body tighter against me. Guess I’ve drained him too much back at the party…. I slowly made my way through his flat. Everything was clean and modern. We were inside a penthouse for sure. And judging by the view, it was the tallest skyscraper around. The main bedroom was on the second level. The shower was built right into it. It wasn’t built for shy people. But I liked it… And Fuck…. I’d make sure that Tom could watch me all night long… or even better… join me in there. I felt my cock harden full mast again when I slowly helped Tom to get rid of his clothes before I put him to bed. “I’ll join you in a bit” I leaned in for another kiss before I slowly left him behind, making my way around his flat until I found the gym….
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  10. 6.3 I took my time to dry my body off after I was finally done. My muscles were pumped to the rims when I slowly crawled into the bed behind Tom, wrapping my pumped arms around his cute frame before pulling him in against me until I could feel his hot body and vast muscles squeezing against mine. My cock was soft but slightly aroused when I felt his glutes. I couldn’t resist squeezing and kneading his pecs while he shifted in my arms slightly. It felt like an eternity until I managed to calm my inner lust and sleep for the night. It was the following day when I slowly shifted in my sheets. It was a familiar feeling. I wrapped my extended arms around my body pillow, slightly grinding my morning wood against it while I slowly hugged it rougher… Until I heard a slight grunt…. I felt Tom’s hand against my massive arms while he shifted up against me. His cock was hardening full mast, pushing against my juicy abs while he was surprised by the sight. “Morning, babe” My voice turned me on. It was deeper and way manlier than I recalled it from last night. I ran my rough fingers around his ass, slowly kneading it while my lips slowly leaned in for a kiss. My cock was pulsating. Already leaking while my nuts felt like they had to hold back for weeks. I was breathing hard. Sweating constantly as if my muscles still were working out nonstop… “Hope you’ll forgive me” I slowly pinned Tom down against the mattress while towering above him. My cock pulsated when I crunched in for a second long kiss before I slowly pushed him around. His 9-inch cock was throbbing, now pinning against the mattress and his abs. He was cute, how he wrapped his strong arms around his cushion while my cock slowly pushed up against his cheeks. I was craving sex right now. My cock was pulsating. I knew it was way too big for his ass… But I couldn’t resist the urge. I tried to be gentle… But as soon as I felt my massive cockhead push up against his cheeks… I couldn’t control myself any longer, almost like a predator who just found his prey when I bucked my hips forward and forced it inside until I felt the limitations of his hole. He screamed in pain against his pillow… But I couldn’t control the lust. My hairy balls just churned while pushing outwards even further. At first, I thought my cock was cumming permanently… But it wasn’t cum which filled his hole. It was all pre. His abs were already slightly pushing outwards while I just got started. I could see his muscles tensing how he flexed his core and arms to resist the force of my thrusts. His moans slowly lowered as he crawled his fingers into the mattress’s fabric. I didn’t realize his change. How he slowly grew with each of my thrusts. How he got even hotter and manlier than before. His ass and muscles grew to take in as much cock as possible. His roid gut pushed out to its limits, already filled with my pre-alone when I felt it. His glutes were flexing around my shaft, Milking it while I fucked him harder in return for the favor. I slowly ran my rough hand underneath his body, wrapping it around his 9-inch member before I squeezed it hard. Each thrust forced him to slightly breed my fist while I heard his loud and uncontrolled moans…. I slowly pushed in until I felt my massive nuts up against his ass before I wrapped my strong arm around his neck. My upper body pressed against his back while I could feel his pulse. His vibrations. “Cum for Daddy” My voice was booming when I felt his core flex while his cock blew his impressive load against the mattress. I grinned when I bucked my hips one last time before my cock filled him like a balloon. I squeezed his body like a teddy bear while my massive balls still pumped my potent seed inside his hot body. We just laid there for an hour or more… Before my phone rang… It was Phil’s number…. His voice was deep, masculine. “Hey…. Tom…” He had a hard time breathing. There were fapping sounds in the background. I could hear water rushing against the ground. Where was he… “Remember the Pill…. Could need some relief over here” His voice was crackling… Deeper… I heard a long grunt before something splashed against the walls or ceiling. “NNNGHH FUOOOCK,” Phil’s voice dropped another octave. “FUCK YEAH… ADD MORE WEIGHTS” His low voice yelled at someone else. “Tom… Want your ass over here…” I could hear weights clinging. He had to be in the gym. “You’re sweet… Tight ass..” I could listen to fabric tearing apart. “You know where you find me… Don’t let me wait…. After all… You’re still in my favor, boy” He didn’t say another word. But the call still went on. I could hear deep grunts. He probably just got down on the bench press. It was no water which hit the ground constantly… It had to be his cum that blasted against the walls… I could feel my cock harden full mast. Whatever he made… That wasn’t the Phil I knew… “Babe…. Gotta introduce you to a friend of mine….”
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  11. Chapter 8 I guess I now know why he was so persistent on returning to room with foul scent. He said, “Let’s get you adjusted to the place, maybe after that I can give you a workout plan. This will be just a, taste. You can watch me for now.” All that was to ready me to this moment. The moment when I felt my nose finally giving up, and every breath became more suffocating than holding it. Though, I gotta admit, adjusting to place? Was it really necessary? I wasn’t really a gym person of course, but I didn’t quite believe staying upright and doing nothing counts anything, at all. I was just staring at this guy doing warm -ups. But, uh-huh, I wasn’t fully disappointed per se, but I would’ve liked him doing weight exercises rather than the ones those whole cause of existent is sweating. It was a biased opinion right?.. right. He had found the right cord the attack, that sneaky basta- “Never skip warm-ups, unless you want to have tingling joints. Or much worse,” he explained. I acted as if I was listening. Maybe I was… What I hear wasn’t something I could discriminate upon, yet. He did 500m Row, dunno what that is. But he pulled something hard, which gave me a good look on to his chest. It wasn’t exactly huge, but it looked hard. Really hard. Then he did some squats, which gave me a chance to look at his, uh, ass. That was actually harder since looking at ass could be easily seen. But boy, was that ass muscular. Not that it was visible under the fabric, but the fabric was conservative as much as the owner, you know what I mean. So on and so forth. He wasn’t sweating hard as I thought he would but it was slowly getting to him. And I could feel heat starting to radiate from that single body. Was that normal? Just one person proving ventilation useless. After the calf raises, I felt him getting more and more distant from saying anything. He was getting intensely immersed in this and his eyes were getting — I know it sounds weird but — hazy. Almost as if a silky, white, but transparent coverlet was engulfing them. At some point he ordered me to get his thermos bottle to him. I was skeptic but his eyes were gazing coldly vacant to me, despite the evergrowing presence of the blazing heat. I obliged. It was getting harder and harder to concentrate on fantasies against the heightening anxiety. Speaking of height, I could swear he was taller than just before coming to gym. He was filling more of my vision than mere minutes ago. Something wasn’t right at all. “Didn’t you say just forty minutes? Maybe we should stop.” I suggested. After gulping down the whole icy water to his coral throat, he answered with a simple and quiet but fiercely commanding tone, “I decide when we go.” He was looking at me. As if he just noticed something his face grew scaredy. The radiating heat vanished and his eyes returned to their natural condition. “Sorry. Dunno what got me there,” he said quietly and anxiously. “Let’s go.” Later that day he said, this was his best workout ever, period. And he was insistent on me joining. He mumbled about how good he felt all the time. But I couldn’t really forget what I saw there. As if I was watching a beast grow. No, that’s not entirely true. I wasn’t just watching it, I was feeding the beast. Making it’s darker features grow strong.
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  12. I check every few days hoping the next slice of this wonderful story's been posted! I can't wait to see what happens next. You're a master of suspense, SeaMusc!
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  13. Chapter 4 Yet again, I was sleeping. At my dreams this time, once again the same soup of games and hot, sexy, steaming roommate. But at some point the dream suddenly vanished into darkness, and I was alone in an isolate, silent watery area that was pitch black. A voice called out to me, a boy. He had purple eyes and black hair, a really cute boy in fact. He said, “You gotta wake up.” The light pierced between my narrowly open eyes. The surprising part was, even woken up, I was still staring at two purple eyed and a dark haired man. This time more mature, and quite handsome. He said the same thing, “You gotta wake up man!” “W-what? What happened?” I croaked. “I heard Daniel was injured and you were there!” What Daniel? Ohhh, that guy! Hilarious that I learned his name just now, maybe the writer forgot the police would’ve mentioned at some point. I yawned. But suddenly my body rose upwards, as he pulled me from my collar up to his height from the bed. I was staring at him, perplexed. “I — I didn’t do anything to him.” “I know, I thought I saw something just now.” Still bewildered, I put my hand on his, and he left me to my feet finally. I was just now noticing how big this guy was, the same height as Daniel, but muscular. He was paler, but wider, and his purple eyes were very noticeably weird. “Are you his friend?” I finally asked. “Of course I am, thanks by the way. They don’t let me see him for some reason. So I thought of asking to you.” “Oh, he’s pretty much okay. At first I thought he was seriously injured but at hospital he seemed better than good. Hold on, I will call the hospital.” And I did exactly that. “They said, he’ll probably be here in an hour.” He nodded. This guy was giving me goosebumps with his weird sudden movements and constant piercing stare. The room was silent once again. He was still looking at me, as if surveying something. Then his facial expression changed dramatically to a very friendly smile and he said, “Thanks man, I owe you. I just saw the Persona 5 disk on your desk. Would you mind I played a little here?” After all that unearthly behaviors of this guy, this was the most outlandish one. I — with a quiet voice — answered, “Yeah of course, you can take the console too.” Was I out of my mind? A jock suddenly being interested in a weeb game was so mind wobbling for me, I forgot to contemplate about my answer. “No need for that, I’ll just look at here.” “Uh-huh. Then… I gotta see if my sister has got some of the things I asked her to the post office.” “Oh, can I come with you. I can help you carry anything!” At first I was going to accept, but suddenly I remembered I actually didn’t have a sister at all. “No! No need really. They are light and.. Uhh, I wouldn’t wanna bother anyone for that. See ya!” I said and closed the door immediately behind. He was probably planning to wait for his friend while looking at my games. I couldn’t probably stay there for a second more though…
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  14. Chapter 3 I didn’t think I would find myself, on a stiff seat, in a pretty lousy hospital. But the ambulance took him here — I suppose it was an urgency. They asked me who he was, was I his acquaintance. They were hard to answer, especially because I had only known him for mere minutes. They asked me to wait there, until his parents are notified and there. I didn’t really know why they needed me to be at the hospital, but — regardlessly — I didn’t complain. The reality of the situation was nowhere perceived by me. For some reason I just couldn’t shake the feeling it was the continuation of my weird persona dream mixed with this guy, that I had some hours ago. What a way to meet-cute, right?! I was looking down unseeingly, my elbows resting on my legs, and only now I noticed that weird newspaper still sticking out from under my left foot. I apprehensively — I hate dirt — pulled it off. To my relief it wasn’t so sticky that it would tear up, to have some of it’s part being stuck under my shoe. Weirdly, this soggy piece of paper, didn’t just stick to my shoe, but it carried things with it’s weirdly gluey surface. There was a small, tattered paper piece, very white in contrast to the newspaper. The words were still readable although most of it was already lost. It said, “dernière incantation”. Not thinking much of it, I threw them all to the closest trash bin. It was late, I decided to check the medical team to ask if I can depart for my dorm, but the words didn’t come out. Because I saw there, my roommate, completely fine, with no scratches at all, beaming at someone from his phone. This day seemed to never end. “Are you okay?” I managed to ask. Just noticing my presence he answered, “You are the one who found me right?” he said eyes suddenly widened. I nodded His eyes narrowed, as a dazzling smile spread across his face. “Thanks man! I know we hadn’t have a great start. I’ll make it up to you!” I shook my head, “No need. See you around.” And I left. He was insanely hot. Even after that horrible event! I expected some kind of ruined, sunken person to be lying in the bed. Instead I found out he hadn’t lost any of his jealousy inducing charm. Hell, I bet he even looked better. He was a blondy with blue eyes, but despite the stereotype his face was manly and his body was big, not huge like professional body builders though. These weren’t exactly the feelings I wanted to have. To have a crush on someone like him… Miserable indeed. Maybe being a shut in made me feel these intense uhh, harddships, more than outside people. After all I didn’t really see a lot of people to get desensitized about them. And my hardships didn’t end even when I returned to the dorm room. It stood, like a rocket about to launch. The metaphor made me grimace, ugh. I wished for it to die down rapidly. And at some point decided to take the matter into my own hands. It slid between my small fingers. His slightly outward grown chest, those crisp eyes, the biceps that could do… uhh… if they were bigger, just a little bigger. Just a little, huge, like a beast. Just a little, more… And I imagined him filling that chair, growing out of it as his muscles pulsed and he looked to me with a smug smile… I felt my body spasm in ecstasy as I dripped down onto my bed.
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  15. Chapter 5 It was the most I had been outside in years. Two days straight, going to walks. At least this time I didn’t happen to come across a murder attempt. That’s something to cherish I daresay. But this didn’t exactly mean I was in an okay spot. After all, now staring at me, the courier that some days ago I accidentally couldn’t pay and made him endure the long way twice. He was looking at me contemptuously from behind his coffee. He had black, shortish, coily hair. Although his face was boyish, I gotta admit his body is not. And his stare was darkening with evidently intent thoughts. I, slightly anxious, got up and paid my bill at the cashier, then turned to leave. But I heard the distinct noise of someone rising from their seat sharply. I hastened. That was very, very scary. My insides were boiling with warning. Why though? Wasn’t scolding me at the door enough? I slowed down and took deep, fresh breath, except it hurtled out and left me coughing as a hand gripped me from my shoulder and pinned me to the wall of a building. I looked up, and up to see the face of the courier, still fiercely glowering at me. I was stunned. Looked around in hurry and noticed how nobody was around. “I- I!” I couldn’t marshal my mind to spout words. His arms were bulging with muscle, sweaty chest directly touching to my nose at this point. His one hand was down, I couldn’t see from the pressure. He was much taller than anyone I have seen these days, not the most muscular though. He was still looking with that same horrifying expression. Then he opened his lips and said through the tightly clenched teeth, “I came to apologize for that time.” What? What did he just say? “I was in a bad mood so I talked bad.” His face was still contorted with the most extreme kind of fury. Was this a new way of threatening? I was still looking up at him shakily. “Can you accept my apology?” he snarled. I nodded. I didn’t think I had any other option either. “Thanks. Here I got an apology gift.” A… a gift? His eyes were looking down. And I noticed the thing he was holding pointedly to my tummy. A chocolate. Huh? “Take it.” I took it at once. Suppressed the feeling to say ‘yes sir’ and thanked with a nod. My eyes should’ve still been wide open. He stepped back, and turned a precise 90 degree to the cafe. My heart was thumping like a barrel of a drummist. Tomorrow was the first day of college, and things were already going berserk. -- i guess i got most of the characters introduced
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  16. Chapter 10: The new world Arthur slept soundly in his oversized bed. He didn't need to; sleep was only necessary for mortals. But he stilled enjoyed dreaming and relaxing. He was stirred awake by the gently touch of a human tongue, slowly and methodically tracing the curvature of his eight pack abs, lovingly savoring every inch, right down to the groves between the stone-hard muscled bumps. Arthur stretched with pleasure, his nearly eight foot tall body reaching its full height on the bed, his massive jacked arms reaching high above his head, while his feet and toes pointed straight down as he lengthened every body part. "Good morning my love" said Arthur, gently place a hand on the little human's head, affectionately running his fingers through the little man's hair. The human continued lapping at Arthur's abs, before climbing up onto Arthur's torso completely, and resting his naked body against Arthur's superior nude physique. "Morning my handsome man! And of course, my all-powerful god!" said Bill, snuggling his face into the crevasse between Arthur's titanium pecs. Arthur shivered with pleasure as he felt Bill's lips gently caress the tops of his pecs, before tickling his nipples ever so lightly. Arthur bounced his pecs for fun, giggling at the sight of Bill comically lapping at one of his nipples every time it came within reach. They laughed together before Arthur wrapped his gigantic, powerful arms around Bill and rolled onto his side, cuddling the mortal close to him. "So what do you wanna do today?" asked Arthur, gently brushing some of Bill's hair around his ear, combing his finders around the edges of the ear and the temple, giving Bill a sweet little massage. "Whatever you want, my love" whispered Bill, kissing Arthur's nose, making Arthur giggle again. "No seriously, come on! What do you want to do? Anything, anything at all!" said Arthur, leaning his head in, resting his forehead against Bill's. Bill thought for a moment. "Well...I did enjoy watching you juggle the Himalayas. Oh, and that time you moved New Zealand and Australia together to make one new combined piece of land! That was fun too!" he said. "Yeah, but is there anything you want to do that doesn't involve watching me?!" said Arthur, bemused and exasperated. "Obviously not!" laughed Bill, jumping back up onto Arthur before leaning down and jamming his tongue into the god's mouth. They kissed for several minutes before a knock at the giant oaken doors on the far side of the room interrupted them. Bill hastily grabbed some bedsheets to cover his nakedness. Arthur chuckled at the sight of Bill and his human sense of modesty. Floating up off the bed, Arthur's full naked form levitated just above the floor. The sight of Arthur in such a godly pose caused Bill to squirt a little cum under the sheets. "Oops! Sorry, my love" said Arthur with a smirk and a wink. "Oh it's fine" chuckled Bill, crawling forward a little so he could kiss Arthur's hovering feet. With just a thought, Arthur made the twenty feet tall double doors open, and a man entered the theatre-sized bedroom, walking across the wide open-space floorplan; his footsteps echoing every so slightly. As soon as he reached the spot five feet in front of Arthur, he immediately prostrated himself before the levitating god. "Good morning to you, my master" said the man. "Good morning Cole. Have you brought me news?" asked Arthur, looking down upon the punitive human; Bill still slurping loudly on Arthur's toes. "Yes master" said Cole, Arthur's personal public liaison. "People have been reporting signs again. Signs of...well flashing lights in the sky that is" said Cole, still prostrating himself fully face down. He had not made eye contact with Arthur when he entered the room. The humans had convinced themselves that it was improper to look Arthur in the eye unless given permission. Arthur had never commanded this, but didn't forbid it either. "Hmmmmm, yes. Irfan must be trying to send a message again" sighed Arthur. Sometimes he wished he had just killed Irfan back in Halifax. "Very good, Cole. Thank you for informing me. Now leave us, please" said Arthur. "At once, master" said Cole. As was the custom that, again, humans had decided upon, not Arthur, Cole crawled forward on all fours to kiss each of Arthur's floating feet once each, before getting to his feet and scurrying away. Arthur telekinetically shut the door behind him. "Why is Irfan always trying to reach us?" asked Bill, standing up on the bed to hug one of Arthur's massive legs, where he began making out with one of the two most muscular and shredded quads in history. "Well, the last time I saw him he was still a little pissed off about the whole 'stranding him on Mars' thing" said Arthur, floating away towards a nearby desk, with Bill almost tripping over himself to try and keep up. At the desk was one of the most advanced computers ever created, designed completely by Arthur and his infinitely powerful intellect. Telepathically interacting with it, Arthur opened a line to his personal global defense command. "General? Are you there?" said Arthur. "Of course my master. How may I serve you today?" asked the man on the other end. "Activate the defense shield over the eastern hemisphere. Mars is sending us messages again" said Arthur. "It will be done without question, my master" said the general, before Arthur cut the line. Turing around, still floating a few inches over the floor, Arthur reached down and took hold of Bill under his armpits, lifting him up into his arms. They kissed for a bit before Arthur spoke. "I need to go and see what this is all about my love. It's nothing really, but I should go see what Irfan wants. Don't want to leave him throwing a tantrum like that" said Arthur, as he and Bill floated together in one another's arms, slowly revolving on the spot. "Give him a good punch for me" joked Bill, kissing Arthur on his lips again. Arthur put Bill down. "I won't be long. I love you!" said Arthur. "I love you too!" called Bill, chasing after Arthur as his godly husband flew out the balcony door and up into the sky. Bill watched in awe as the serenely beautiful god with the bodybuilder physique shot off over the immense city that surrounded the royal palace. Millions in the surrounding areas looked up towards the sky and cheered when they saw Arthur flying overhead. Arching himself, Arthur rose at supersonic speeds up through the clouds. Like swimming a backstroke, Arthur turned to view the Earth below becoming more and more distant as he ascended into the vacuum of space. He stopped and hovered for a moment as we watched a massive meteor, at least a mile in diameter, fly towards the planet. Even though the defense shield that Arthur himself had constructed decades ago would've easily deflected it, Arthur still shot golden beams of light from his eyes and detonated the meteor. Looking out into the distance, Arthur could see more smaller ones approaching. Shooting off at extraordinary speeds, he ploughed his way through each and every one of them, obliterating them with his perfect indestructible body. Arthur continued to fly in that direction, reaching the space around Mars after a few seconds. From orbit, he could clearly see the construction of more would-be meteors on the surface. Arthur descended like a lightning bolt; as fast as light, and with a dramatic impact. Blowing open a crater on the surface, and unleashing an earthquake, Arthur rose like a god from the destruction he had so casually unleashed, floating up into the air knowing full well that Mars' sole occupant wasn't the least bit affected by the chaos of Arthur's landing. "Hello Irfan" said Arthur, his eyes glowing with golden light, ready to strike down any projectile sent his way. One pile of rubble nearby began to shake and crumble before a fist attached to an obscenely muscular forearm blew apart on side of it from within. Out stepped the second most beautiful and powerful man in all of existence. "Must you bury me every time you visit!" scoffed Irfan, brushing red dust off of his boulder shoulders. We walked his way over to Arthur as the latter descended, finally touching his feet down gently on the ground. They stood less than an inch apart, their pecs touching. Arthur was now almost a foot taller than the seven foot tall Irfan. Irfan looked up at Arthur, while Arthur looked down at Irfan with his glowing golden eyes. "I should be able to do that to! But you decided to keep all the power to yourself!" growled Irfan. Arthur smirked. "For the better" said Arthur. "So, how's Gareth? Or is it Shawn? Which husband are you on again?" said Irfan in mocking tones. "His name is Bill, and he's husband number five" said Arthur, unperturbed by Irfan's attitude. "Right, right. Number five. Because of course you have to settle for mortals who keep dying off inconveniently. It's not like you could've had an immortal husband" said Irfan. "You could've had one too, but now you have to settle for nobody" said Arthur, glad to see that it wiped the smile off of Irfan's face. Storming off in a huff, Irfan's feet cut groves in the ground as he stomped off. "I assume you wanted my attention for some reason?" joked Arthur, floating off the ground again after Irfan, enjoying the fact that it was now his turn to be the mocking one. "It's been two hundred years of this nonsense Arthur! Don't pretend you don't know what I want" hissed Irfan, effortlessly tossing a massive boulder at Arthur out of frustration. Arthur didn't even flinch as the boulder shattered into a thousand pieces upon impacting his invulnerable body. "You promised to fuck my brains out at least once a decade, to keep me satisfied and to help me blow of some steam" said Irfan. "It's now been over thirty years since your last visit!". "That's the one advantage of mortal husbands; different cock every fifty years or so. Maybe I got bored of you and your usual tricks" said Arthur. Reaching out telekinetically, Arthur grasped Irfan in a giant invisible fist, lifting him off the ground and turning him around to face him. "But I will say this; if you keep tearing up pieces of Mars and throwing them at the Earth, you won't have a planet left!". "Oh yes, whatever will I do without this barren rock of isolation!" spat Irfan, struggling in vain against Arthur's telekinetic hold. "I mean it! Since I exiled you here two hundred years ago, Mars has shrunk by about twenty percent!" said Arthur. "How nice it must be to have an intellect of infinite potential" said Irfan, rolling his eyes. "You want to float forever in the emptiness of space, or do you want solid ground to walk on?!" said Arthur. Irfan just huffed and avoided eye contact. "And you know that even if you threw the entire planet to Earth I could still easily protect it. Mars doesn't weigh that much to me". Dropping Irfan, Arthur floated down next to him, and wrapped his powerful arms around his ex-boyfriend. "How about we take care of some of that stress and loneliness" purred Arthur. Irfan went red in the face from frustration. "Ugh! Well...okay, fine!" he said, furious that he hated Arthur but still badly wanted him. Arthur laughed as he grabbed Irfan by the back of his neck and threw him off into the distance towards a nearby mountain. Flying after him, Arthur plunged down onto Irfan cock-first, smashing right into Irfan's ass at incredible speeds. What followed next was the intercourse of a lifetime. Arthur new that, unlike Bill, he didn't need to hold back or anything. He fucked Irfan with all the might and anger he could muster! Irfan yelled out in pleasure, feeling thirty years worth of pent up sexual frustration finally being released. Arthur continued to abuse Irfan's hole, thrusting with the force of one of Irfan's meteors. The mountain behind them cracked and shook as Arthur unleashed waves of pleasure throughout Irfan's body. Reaching into Irfan's mind telepathically, Arthur gave him even deeper pleasure than ever before, stimulating the pleasure centers of his brain right down to the quantum level. Irfan came, releasing more cum than any human could ever hope for. But then Arthur came. Even from space the explosion of cum would've been visible. A whole shockwave spread for hundreds of miles as Arthur transformed the badly beaten mountain into a snow-capped one. Arthur's cry of pleasure threatened to destabilize the orbits of Mars' two moons. After several minutes of heaving breathing, the two of them regained their senses. They both lay on their backs looking up at the sky. Irfan absentmindedly placed a hand on Arthur's abs and caressed them gently. "Thanks" he muttered. "No problem" said Arthur. "Can I...come back to Earth?" said Irfan, knowing full well that Arthur was going to say no. Rising up into the air once again, his cock still dripping with some leftover cum, Arthur looked down upon the spent body of Irfan. "Sorry Irfan. But we both know that power is your downfall. And you being around inferior lifeforms is too much of a temptation for you". Irfan let out a sigh of frustration again. "Well...at least promise you'll be back before the turn of the century! Or I will throw more meteors!" he said. Arthur smirked. "We'll see" he said. Launching himself directly upwards, Arthur left Mars in almost as dramatic fashion as he had arrived in. Shooting through space, Arthur's body was soon engulfed in flames as he reentered Earth's atmosphere. Bill ran and threw himself into Arthur's arms the second he saw him touch down on the balcony. Bill dropped to his knees and licked the remnants of cum from Arthur's cock head. "So how's Irfan?" asked Bill, licking up and down the shaft of Arthur's foot long, flaccid godhood. "The same. Angry, horny, bored" said Arthur, levitating his husband of the ground telekinetically before strolling back into the massive bedroom, floating Bill alongside of him with total ease. "So no mass extinction by meteor then? Hopefully?" said Bill, making Arthur laugh. "That was neve going to happen! I wouldn't let it" said Arthur, before floating Bill into his embrace. "I will always keep you safe. For however long you live for" said Arthur, kissing Bill on his cheek, making the little human blush. "Do you ever wish that your husbands could live longer lives?" asked Bill, running his delicate human fingers over Arthur's godly pecs. Arthur bounced them for Bill's amusement. "Of course, but there's no reason why our love can't be real just because I'll live on forever while you won't. You and every husband that came before, and every one that will come after you, will be men who make me feel good and loved! Human or god, isn't that all that matters?" said Arthur. Bill wasted no time in kissing Arthur all over his face, aroused by such a passionate declaration of love. "Now then" said Arthur, casually making Bill cum with a telepathic command before tossing him several feet to the bed. "I must get on with my duties as ruler of Earth". Arthur resumed floating once again. He very much considered standing and walking to be largely beneath him at this point in his life. "I will be back in a few hours to take you to do that fun thing you'll come up with!" he said, blowing a kiss to Bill. "I'll try to have come up with something by then" laugh Bill. Arthur flew out the balcony doors once again, only this time flying down to the streets of the planet capital city. All around humans threw themselves down in worship as Arthur floated amongst them. Hundreds wetting themselves with cum from the sight of literal physical perfection. As they bowed and worshipped, Arthur floated and reflected. Two hundred years of rule, and two hundred years of peace and no zombies. The Earth was better now than it had ever been before, and humanity was finally in its long-awaited golden age, all because of him. Perhaps one day Arthur would oversee the spreading of mankind to other planets, or maybe he'd create planets of his own! Start his own galaxy-wide empire! Arthur chuckled at the thought, his handsome face eliciting more ejaculations from some onlooking humans. Raising himself higher, Arthur looked up at the sky. He looked beyond them, his godly eyes showing him distant galaxies and the planets within them in perfect detail. Perhaps someday they'd be his. It's not like he had a limited amount of time. The universe was just a science experiment to him now. "All hail Arthur" chanted the crowd around him in unison. Prostrating in circles around his hovering body, Arthur's body began radiating golden light. His pecs inflated as he filled his chest with air. His perfect white teeth shone brilliantly as he looked out upon the crowds of worshippers. His days as a scrawny twink watching the zombie plague unfurl on TV were literal lifetimes ago to him now. Hard to believe he would be the cure not only to the plague, but to the condition of begin human too! Arthur's shinning body unleashed on more wave of pure pleasure upon his devoted subjects. He smiled again. His world was perfect. He had a husband to love and cherish. And his plaything was only a few hundred thousand miles away. No more zombies. Only gods.
    8 points
  17. I decided it was best to get another workout in before I joined the wedding later that afternoon, so I went to the gym. It was a small gym and probably the reason why membership was cheap as well. I knew the staff, and they knew me. Almost like my own small family, after I didn’t have any close relatives nearby. I slowly changed into a pair of loose shorts and my tank top in the lockers before I made my way to the weight racks. Nothing beat a good chest workout before the party started. I knelt on the bench with my total weight, testing if the old equipment was still up for the workout before I added my regular weight. I wrapped my rough hands around the cold metal bar before slowly lifting it off the wrack to lower my elbows until I felt the bar slightly touch my nipples before pushing it back up. I could feel the blood flowing through my veins. My muscles vibrated, slightly trembling under the exhaustion before I slowly started the second rep. I felt good today when I finally finished the 15th rep and sat up after the weight was back on the rack. I glanced in the mirror and slightly got aroused by the sight of my pumped pecs. I had to shave again. My pecs looked hairy today, stretching my tank to perfection. I slightly bounced them when the fabric revealed a prominent happy trail that led down to my briefs. My abs were pulsating. “Fuck… If I weren’t that short, I’d be such a stud” I let out a deep breath before I got back down on the bench, wrapping my hand around the warm metal bar, starting my second set. My cock was still throbbing in my briefs. Usually not an issue because I wasn’t packing that much. Yet today was different. I could swear that I felt my cockhead how it fought with my hairy quads and nuts to get find a way out. I accidentally pushed out a few more reps before I sat back up, slightly adjusting my bulge. I was alone when I ran my hand underneath the waistband and got a hold of it. I felt so pumped today. So thick and juicy. My balls were all sweaty. I really should’ve chosen a loose set of underwear for the day…. I tucked my cock underneath the waistband before I glanced in the mirror. My fat, throbbing cock head was constantly oozing against my hairy abs. My shoulders felt sore today. My spine hurt a little while I tried pushing the fabric of my tank top further down to hide it. I slowly got back down. My body was sweating all over. I could smell my musk in the air. I need to shave before I join the wedding later today. I slowly wrapped my hand around the bar before I started my third set. Sweat was running over my head. Just when I finished the last set, I felt pain throughout my body. I let out a deep grunt before slowly standing up to flex in front of the mirror. I stared at the reflection. My cock was pulsating up to my belly button. Thick veins covered its wide size while my abs looked bigger. “Fuck…” I slowly lifted my shirt further up when I saw more of my hairy abs. I shaved just yesterday… But right now, I was hairy all over my frame. I wasn’t a fan of body hair, but it looked so good on my sweaty pecs. Since when did it grow that dense? Was it Phil’s pill? I ran my hand over my juicy pecs, squeezing them slowly before more pre oozed out of my shaft onto my abs. I couldn’t even pull my tank top back down all the way. I lifted my thick arm for a flex, staring at my hairy pits. My musk filled the air when I slowly lowered my head until I could run my tongue all over my bulging muscle. I couldn’t control myself when I grabbed my cock with my other hand, slightly jerking it, ignoring the back pain and rising pain throughout my whole body. I closed my eyes before my balls suddenly pushed outwards, hairier and bigger. My cock vibrated under my touch when I couldn’t control it. A deep moan escaped my throat when my cock exploded with a massive blast against the gym’s mirror. I woke up from my trance when I slowly realized what had just happened. I panicked when I removed my tank top to start cleaning the mirror and the massive puddle. I had luck that I was on my own right now… But the door could open any time. I got rid of my mess as quickly as possible before I rushed towards the lockers underneath the cold shower, forcing my still throbbing anaconda to calm down. It had to be above 8 inches by now. And judging by my pulsating nuts… It wasn’t done growing. I sighed when it finally softened back down. I tried to focus my thoughts. But Fuck…. I was growing…. And that was just the effect of one single exercise? I felt my cock harden again against my hard abs again. The cold water and pain in my bones just made me hornier. I grinned cockier when I heard a familiar voice. “Luke? Already done?” It was Phil. “Phil… Just on time” My voice was slightly deeper, slightly more mature when I heard him approach my shower cabin. “Could need your help in here” My cock was throbbing onto the ground. When he stopped before my cabin, Phil was in his jockstrap and gaped at me. “Fuck….. It worked?” I saw his cock harden when I pulled him underneath the cold shower beam. My massive arm wrapped around his neck while I let my pulsating cock grinding against his ass. “I’m so horny right now,” I grunted in his ear when my cock head slowly pushed between his sculpted glutes. I couldn’t resist the urge when I just rammed it all inside. My eyes widened in ecstasy. “Fuck… I can’t control my lust….” I let out a deep moan when my cock slightly grew thicker. I ran my rough hand over Phil’s cock, squeezing it rough, underestimating my new strength when he blew his load against the tiled walls. “Sorry, Phil” My deep voice groaned when I started fucking him rougher until my massive cock pulsated and blew a huge load down his ass. I pinned him against my frame, slightly panting before slowly pulling out. The water heated up again when Phil got his grip on the handle. I slowly pulled my fat cock back out; Phil’s body was bloated. I could see his gut. Now that was what I’d call a roid gut… I pushed out to the rims while I ran my extended arms around his hot body. I was pinning him against my frame. I slowly rest my jaw on his shoulder before letting him out of my embrace. He slowly faced me before he ran his hands around my head to pull me slightly down for a kiss. I let his hands soap me up all over. I would breed him all night long if I could. “Too bad they stopped producing that stuff.” He ran his hand over my thick pecs, beaming at me. I slowly ran my hands around his glutes again before I pulled him in for another hug under the water. “There’s no way I can repay you my debt” I slightly pinned him against the cold wall while glancing down at him. “Still hetero?” I could see his red face. “H Heh, Luke… You know… I’ve got a girlfriend” he playfully pushed me back. “And don’t worry about your debt… It’s enough if you’re helping me out now and then” He grinned, running his hand over my thick shaft. “And don’t worry about me… I still have one for myself. And I’m happy enough if you show me how to insert it before our next workout” he playfully pushed me back. “You love teasing me, don’t you?”
    8 points
  18. The beginning migth be weary, until the juicy scenes are around the corner. so, bear with me a little Chapter 1 I have moved to my dorm as soon as I could. The slightest bit of time without having any occupants around was precious for me. Only then I could taste the very rare sense of peace. And only then I could do whatever I want, whenever I want, without any disruption. Even this horrible scent that was coming from the window couldn’t recreate the effect of living with people. I always hated being social, that just kept me from doing things I loved to do, or preferred to do. I would have to always be alert to make them feel listened. In spite of the fact that I didn’t wanna listen. I didn’t like speaking nor consoling someone. I wasn’t always like this. I wasn’t always a shut in, a nerd, a weeb, whatever that suits you to call me, but I won’t accuse anyone for this. I chose this life, suddenly, without any cliche trauma or something, chose to be a loner. And that was the best choice I made ever since. All I always knew was the pretty simple truth that, people are annoyance. Despite that, I couldn’t get a room all for me. The price was an eyesore. So you can say, the choice was made purely pragmatically, and now I am still leading my life with the same principality. If I ever change, if my story could ever be interesting enough to be told, I will give you a heads-up before that, but now, not really. I am not even sure why I am the main character. That day passed with quite the trouble. I had crashed onto the janitor because the ground was slippery, and found myself penniless when I accidentally ordered food to be paid with cash. Both occasions induced a lot of headache with me enduring a whole lot scolding. I remembered why I hated being around people again. The best part was when I started to play Persona 5, it was better than I expected. And slept on. Next few days weren’t so bad, there were some kids shouting at streets that gave me a lot of frustration but nothing really worth mentioning. It was a lot of fun to play persona 5, and I was determined to finish it before the school starts. At first committing that much to a game seemed like it would make the experience hard to bask in, but I was wrong. Totally wrong. Because persona was a game that had no choice but to be beautiful. I found myself playing it with no forcing at all for tens of hours a day. I even played it for one day straight. It was awesome. And then, I came to the ending. I was sleepy as hell, so I decided to not ruin the best part of the game and slept. I wish I had played it at the time. At the night, a shadow crept into the room. A tall, and muscular, big shadow, that was moving with no care to the person who was sleeping, like they were owning the room. A light scratched my eyelids, and suddenly shadow closed it. Just now noticing my presence. This 15 minutes interruption was enough to ruin my sleep as a whole. Although, the sweaty smell had a part in it too. I probably slept like 3 hours before I woke up, which wasn’t anything satisfying but enough to have me spare energy to finish persona 5. And after all my roommate wasn’t anywhere to be seen, I wasn’t particularly fond of someone being about while I am doing anything, so I opened the game and dived in. Was it an emotional roller coaster, I remember tearing up a little, and just at the middle of the final scene, the door gave a rumbling bam, and the someone who had only got a towel around their waist came in. I could see the newly developing muscles, broader than average shoulders, and pretty tall (6’3) height. My eyes fixed on that body for seconds and noticing my gaze he gave a brief laugh, which left me reddened and turned to game. This is how the ending of my persona 5 experience was ruined. And not really.
    7 points
  19. Chapter 2 I was trying to not look back as he dressed up without any sign of remorse. We didn’t exchange any words, and when I heard the door shut, I sank onto the chair, closed my eyes. Even though the intense scene that just happened minutes ago left my mind dazzled, it was still not enough for me to disconnect from post persona depression. Damn, how did stories get that good? I could never write anything like that. And slowly the thoughts hazily mixed together to a bleak soup, and whirled behind my closed eyelids. They weren’t vibrant anymore. The scene before my eyes, was a mixture of that mortifying naked guy’s picture and the emotional landscape of persona 5. With those engagements, they disappeared into ambiguity and shapes couldn’t make sense anymore. This was, what we generally call, sleep. I was taken aback — for the third time — when I woke up three hours later, not on the chair but the bed. Not my bed either. Did that guy carried me here? Then why not my bed? Hmm, maybe I laid here myself. Not particularly remembering what had happened before sleep was pretty normal, but still, I couldn’t really wave the thoughts off. To my surprise, the next thing I did was going outside the dorm — for the first time in days. Even I felt the need of refreshment after that devil’s tool of a game. That was without a doubt made so people would suffocate in incredible pain. At least I was so thick skinned, that tears mostly stayed inside my eyes, but I can’t say they weren’t still dripping somewhere. But besides that, something about that resounding laugh has given me a hot, boiling rush of embarrassment. That needed refreshment too. Thanks to my stock of cold beverages, it wasn’t exactly hard. And the about the dorm was homogeneously colder than the blazing summer heat in my home town. All I did was walk around, explore the place inattentively. Seek out possible passages, short ways, although a certain famous app could do it far better than my shut-in ass. Just as I felt I was now okay, and ready to return, a piercing shriek echoed across the street. I was frozen as the scream grew louder and constantly die down and rise again, with these adjustments simultaneous to the hitting sound. I was as if pinned down on to the dirty concrete and a moist newspaper was trapped under my unmoving feet. It crackled desperately, but my eyes were fixedly looking at the dimly yellow light wavering — coming from the right passageway farther the alley. I was running at once, not knowing why, not knowing anything to do, just running. I had no weapon, no body, nothing to fight with. But I knew what that light was. With ideas whirling inside my head, I shout out as I arrived there “Right here officer!” as if someone was following me. Someone croaked a curse then a rumble of heels hitting the ground, faded rapidly, I only had chance to see their backs disappear with a sharp turn. There — on the ground — stood a guy. His clothes tattered and every place of him had wounds etched, apparently some of them made with fire. The dark burns were horrible to look at but I closed in anyway. That’s when I understood who this was. My dorm-mate, sitting on the ground, panting painfully.
    7 points
  20. Part 3 of "Overdosed". Looks like he's had a bit of growth overnight. If you like my stuff, please consider following me on Twitter https://twitter.com/GDSMuscleFreaks
    7 points
  21. //The start of another story? The heat was almost killing me this afternoon when I finally clocked out. I was working in the local steel mill. Working next to a smelting oven all day was one thing. But it was another thing to end your shift and get released into pure heat. How could it still be around Thirty-six degrees Celsius [96°F] outside? Jake slapped me on my back before forcing me into a slight headlock. “You should join me at the party tonight. Plenty of hot chicks… And enough alcohol for everyone.” He reminded me of a golden retriever. He never gave up with his chiseled jawline and perfect blonde hair. I only stood around 5’7 (170 cm). He knew I wouldn’t say I liked parties. Maybe he chose me as his sidekick because he understood he looked taller next to me. Not muscle-wise. We were ripped through the steel mill's hard work all day long. But while he spent most nights drinking and living his young life, I spent my nights inside the local gym instead. My hard work paid off; most men would probably kill for a body close to mine. Yet I never was satisfied. Maybe it was better this way. I couldn’t tell Jake about my dark fantasies. Or how I fucked girls in the past while recalling muscle porn I read on the web. “I’ll join you… But I won’t drink.” I saw his eyes brighten before pulling me in against his frame. “You’re the best. Catch you at nine” He squeezed my nipple through my shirt slightly before he left, humming on his way to his car. To be honest. I was not too fond of Jake’s parties. He always invited the whole town to increase his chances around the few women who joined in. I slightly rubbed my right pec, still feeling the pain in my hard nipple, before I slowly made my way towards the gym. Nothing topped an excellent pump before getting ready for a night out. It was past eight when I stood in front of my mirror, slowly trying out different dress shirts for the night. I should thank Jake one day. I still remember the first time he invited me to a party. I went downtown to buy a pair of expensive dress shirts for the night. I grinned when I slowly flexed my arms in the dark-blue shirt. My muscles pushed the garment to its limit. I could see the outlines of my arms. I was a tiny beefcake. But what would I give to tower around 7’7 instead of my puny 5’7! I could feel my cock stir in my dark chino trousers. At least my cock was thick and juicy, averaging 5.7 in length. I squeezed it through my pocket before slowly making my way out for the night. Jake’s flat was already crowded when I arrived. It only took minutes until he spotted me in the crowd and pulled me close to his frame, introducing me to his new female guests. The night was long, and with each minute, more and more alcohol filled the guest’s glasses. I had managed to get a spot on the couch, watching the whole thing without much interest, when one of the female guests tripped and stumbled on me. She tried supporting herself on the backrest, but the alcohol was too much to handle. “S Sorry,” she hicked before trying to get back up on her feet. “Hey, get your hand off, my babe” I just managed to help her back up when a man towered in front of her, his fist raised. He was also drunk when he ignored his girlfriend, who tried to calm him back down. He was pumped and stood around 6’. I tried getting up when he used his force to push me back down against the couch. I groaned slightly under the impact, clenching my fist when suddenly an enormous man blocked my view. He was tall and wide. He had to be towering around 6’7 (2m) in height. He didn’t say a word. But he gave me some time to take in his view. He was massive. His glutes were pumping against the fabric of his jeans. He had dark hair and a thick neck which was visible even with his hoodie blocking most of the sight. He had a trained bubble, but. And his broad shoulders were visible through the thick sweater fabric. He was wearing a signal red hoodie with the letters alpha printed all over the back. I could feel my cock stir in my pants. He was everything I always craved to be. I could smell his musk in my nose. The dominance radiated off his body while he still blocked my size. Maybe he just had waited for some trouble to get into a fight. Or perhaps he just arrived at the party. I didn’t spot him in the room earlier. Yet he was, getting rid of my problem without moving his arms. He slowly turned and glanced down at me. His green eyes were locked on my body. Glancing over my pumped frame, over my sculpted abs before he stopped with his focus right around my boner. His cocky attitude sent me almost over the edge when he extended one of his massive hands. “Tom here. Sorry if I got rid of your brawl for the night. But guess he would’ve been beaten up if I let you lay hands on him, huh?” He shoved the stud beside me further before he took the spot next to me on the couch. He lowered his arm and slowly ran his arm around my biceps from behind, giving it a rough squeeze to feel the density. “It’s unusual to find another meat head at a party filled with drunken guys” He slowly positioned his massive arm around my shoulders. He didn’t wait for an answer when he just pulled me against his vast side. I could feel his insane pecs. He was a meathead. He was pumped to his rims. Almost as if he was the bigger version of my own body. I could feel my cock harden even worse when he just threw his rain jacket onto my crotch. His musky pits filled my nose through the dense fabric of his hoodie. “Why is a handsome man like you still single?” He pulled me in rougher. I could feel his strength. “Never got a good match on these parties,” I heard his low chuckle. Saw his adam’s apple push out with each of his words. “Luke here” I slightly shifted underneath his hug. Even his arms had a good weight to them. A few guys were staring at us before Tom glanced in their direction, and they quickly shifted away. Maybe it was due to Tom’s size… Or the fact that he had quite the rugged look. His chiseled square jaw combined with his short buzz cut and beard. For most men, he was intimidating. But for me… He was pure porn material. And apparently. He didn’t even care that I popped a boner in the middle of the party. He pulled me closer against his frame until his giant arm covered my face from the public. I relaxed in his embrace. I just wrapped my arm around his upper body. He had to be built and sculpted underneath the fabric of his sweater. “Don’t worry. I won’t leave before you go for the night,” his low voice whispered in my ear.
    6 points
  22. Chapter 7 “Why do you play games?” asked a… this time not a boy and not a dream. The name was Daniel huh, what a forgettable name. No wonder even the writer forgot to mention it at the beginning. “That’s a stupid question you know.” I answered. “Huh? Mean, you are far too mean man. I just asked out of curiosity.” “Sorry, then allow me to ask, why do you have friend?” He looked baffled for a bit, then started thinking while biting his thumbnail. He was sweaty all over his hooded sweatshirt, wait, pun not intended. “Because friends are fucking awesome!” Serious? Uhh, of all the answers… And now was smiling like he found the secret of the universe! “Yeah, same.” I said. “The same, what?” “I play games because they are effing awesome.” They take me to places, a friend can never guide to. I sneered a little. He pouted. My nostrils were getting desensitized to the whole smell thing. And well, couldn’t say I didn’t appreciate. He was putting the effort. And did it pay off! I could even see his once baggy clothes getting stretched slightly by now. But pouting didn’t really match to the big-guy look. Looks deceive. “Okay, I’ll answer seriously,” serious mode activated, “You hang out with friends because they are fun, and I do the same. I have a lot of effing fun. But of course there’s more to it, isn’t there. We both feel that way for our interests. It’s layered… like onion.” I burst out laughing at my own joke. But he didn’t seem to get the joke. “Can I… Can I play one of them?” asked sincerely. Hmm, if I said yes, then that would mean I had to give up playing for a time and let this guy take the controller, but odds weren’t at the side of him being addicted to it, so there wasn’t much to lose. “Okay.” “Which?” “Play this.” I handed him the Persona 5 box. “Maybe something less anim-“ Don’t do that to me, gosh! “I mean, actually no. Let’s put the biases away, right.” The words seemed to come out trampling his throat. How hard of a prejudice can one really have to weeb stuff? “But!” But? He hadn’t said the continuation. Dude, don’t leave me hanging. “Maybe you can come with me to gym.” ??? “Are you serious?” “Yeah… Just once! Maybe you’ll like it?” Not in this life, nor before and after, say the word sport to me! The snarl stayed inside my head. “I mean I am putting my biases aside, maybe you should try the same…” Huh? Was I biased? I was, wasn’t I? Fuck. “Okay.” Now now, you might be confused how did I come to terms with this guy. (not that we had any kind of interaction that could be called an arguement) You maybe think you accidentally skipped some parts. And that would be true, you skipped chapter 6.5! Okay, jokings aside. I felt the same too. He just suddenly started talking to me. I cut the beginning, it was just so cringe. He acted as if I was a toddler that wouldn’t understand what a dumbell is. Talking to me about sport, grrr.
    6 points
  23. after some depressive and sleepless days i started writing again. i'll finish this in no time i hope. all your comments are so meaningful to me, they linger around my head when i think about how the story will move forward, and the reason i write. so, without further ado. Chapter 6 “Who are you really?” asked a lilac eyed boy. Recently, before waking up, this reoccurring dream jumps in the last second. Usually with a question or some kind of advice. I suspected it was some kind of a habit my brain developed, and maybe it reflected the sounds I hear when I’m in a very light sleep, seconds away from waking up. But there was something more too, every time I saw the boy it was like meeting him anew, albeit it’s wrong. I knew it was wrong, because when I wake up I remember it… Do I though? What if, what I remembered was in fact a part of the dream, what if whenever I opened my eyes I actually remembered the dream and not the old ones, and be in the delusion of seeing it before because I saw it in the dream… Uhh, that’s what we call mind rattling. I wasn’t sure. The greatly extraordinary days of precollege ended with the start of the year. In spite of his promise, it seemed like my roommate who I forgot his name again, haven’t really tried to have any kind of interaction with me. But I had to give it to him, ever since, he hadn’t got naked in the room. I wasn’t entirely sure what I felt about this. Part of me found the common decency getting to him endearing the other one wasn’t happy at all to lose the real life images, worthy of horny-jail death row. The college went on almost anticlimacticly. Lessons, rehearsals, and game sessions. My life had finally found its true pattern. At least I thought so. I was playing Fantasia. It was old and weird, but entrancing at the same time with the kind of magic I found hard to describe. That doesn’t mean I won’t try though. It was like a whisper, a silent whisper, telling you there’s something wrong, but you can’t clearly see it, although there’s definitely something wrong. It never tells you, show you, but you can feel deep down the strange, almost melodic behaviors of the unnatural entities behind the screen shaping every event. Was I in the same kind of mystic? Those dreams, were they the play of the devil, or just a fragment of my imagination trying to find something unusual in this overly usual life. Either way, my interest in this game was clearly reasonable. I most like being alone for this, being able to experience games to their fullest. Being lost in their marvels. These weren’t possible with the disruption of other breathing creatures. And yeah — what was his name again — that guy didn’t stay at dorm, never. He had always places to attend to. We weren’t so much different when I think about it that way. We were both immersed in what we did. And we didn’t want anything from each others world. This magical balloon was already deflating before I realized. If I just didn’t move according to my instincts there, how would it be then. Would I still be an affront in this person’s eyes? Would I still even be the main character of this story?
    6 points
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