Shahrazad2 Posted May 13, 2021 Share Posted May 13, 2021 Cool! I've been worried about the rivalry between the two and how difficult it could make some of the sexier scenes, but that dick comparison and jerking off and complimenting each other (once Oz was proven bigger, of course) is super hot, and I love how they encouraged Rory while also somewhat humiliating him and toned down the antagonism a bit for their pleasure and began complimenting each other (and Rory). Brilliantly written! 6 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Ro20316 Posted May 14, 2021 Share Posted May 14, 2021 They guys keep on growing and are more confident with each growth. They botrh Alpha and want to be the best. Thanks for this new chapter 1 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Kymuscleboy Posted May 19, 2021 Share Posted May 19, 2021 I'm so glad you decided to make this a stand alone chapter. It was definitely worthy of it! The penis comparison scene was super well written. It could have been extremely awkward, or it could have turned out being really cruel and emasculating for Grif and even Rory. Instead, it was done in a way that showed Oz's superiority in that department, but remained friendly, fun and good hearted. Like the others have said, it's good to see that Oz, Grif and Rory are developing a close friend relationship. The big guys are still extremely competitive, but I like what was said about a line that they won't cross. They want bragging rights and to feel good about themselves, not destroy each other. As always, I can't wait for the next chapter and see who's outgrowing who! 5 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Megahuge Posted May 23, 2021 Share Posted May 23, 2021 Super excited for the next chapter 1 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Genetonic Posted May 24, 2021 Share Posted May 24, 2021 Amazing concept, can't wait for the next chapter! 2 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Popular Post dredlifter Posted June 1, 2021 Author Popular Post Share Posted June 1, 2021 CHAPTER 9 Even though the house is sealed up due the winter cold we can hear the music thumping inside. We pass by the smokers on the porch and step inside. A huge cheer erupts from crowd. “HOLY SHIT! YOU GUYS ARE FUCKING HUGE!” I laugh as I take in the partiers’ reactions. To those who haven’t seen either Grif or Oz in sometime it must’ve been quite shocking to see their new size. One big guy pushes his way through the crowd toward us. I guess that he’s a football guy. Well over 6 ft and I guess around 250, 260 lbs athletic pounds. Not the rippling muscle I’m used to, but a big strong guy nonetheless. “Holy shit Oz! What the hell happened to you?” he shouts. Oz laughs and the two meaty big men bro hug. “Just found my way into the gym one day! How’ve you been, Henry?” Oz directs the man to us. “The little guy here is my roommate, Rory. It’s his house I live at. He’s an awesome dude, so treat him well.” It’s subtle but I notice Oz’s statement comes more as an order rather than a request. “…And this skinny guy here is my other roommate Grif. He’s a Phi Delt, but don’t hold that against him.” Henry takes a moment to check out Grif, clearly impressed. “Shit dude, you’re fucking jacked as hell. Props! If the guys in Phi Delt looked more like you then maybe they could’ve beaten us Theta Chi’s every once in a while!” Grif shakes Henry’s hand, “Sup bro! Yeah, maybe I should start training the Phi Delts, give back a little. As you can see once we start lifting, the Phi Delts can get REALLY BIG!” Grif smirks and raises up his exposed left arm and flexes. Henry’s misty, buzzed eyes go wide and his mouth literally falls open. “Dammmnnnn! I’ve only seen arms like that in the bodybuilding magazines. Fucking unreal.” “Thanks, little dude!” I hold in a laugh as I see Henry visibly flinch. A big man like him has probably never been called little in his life. But he’s nowhere near Grif or Oz’s size…or development. I ask Henry, “So you know Oz through your frat?” “Yeah, I’m a couple years older though. I was on the football team. I used to bounce for Oz this past summer at the bar.” Henry then goes back to checking our Oz. “Shit though, with you behind the counter the bar doesn’t need a bouncer. You’re almost as big as Grif here! Usually I’m one of the biggest guys at these parties. I’m not used to feeling small but between you two I feel like a out-of-shape shrimp.” “Just imagine how I feel, Henry!” He laughs, “Oh man I can only imagine, Rory.” I can the see awe and nervousness as he stands between the two towering bodybuilders, turning to each to check out their various muscles. It’s incredible to think that Henry is so much thicker and taller than me, but between Oz and Grif he looks…average. In his semi-inebriated state, he is unable to hide his conflicting emotions. He face waivers from awe to intimidation as he checks out the masses of their chests, their arms…their height. Both Grif and Oz stand there smirking at the former ‘big man’ of the party. Finally, Henry asks, “So just how big are you now, Oz? Weren’t you shorter than me this summer? I remember you being about 6’0 or 6’1?” “Yep! Seems I hit a late growth spurt. I think all the lifting helped me grow taller too. I’m just under 280 lbs.” “HOLY SHIT! 280!?!?” Henry reaches over and yanks up Oz’s sweater to reveal the bottom row of his spectacular abs. “Holy shit, Oz!! 280 and you’ve got shredded abs?? You look like fucking Mr. Olympia, bro! I’m 255 but with way more bodyfat. Shit, I’ve gotta start hitting the gym harder. And you Grif?” Grif smiles proudly, “Just topped 300 lbs today, actually!” I’m starting to worry that football Henry’s shocked expression is going to cement onto his face. He simply shakes his head back and forth before uttering, “I just… Jeezus, dudes. Two fucking Mr. Olympia’s at this party. You guys have GOT to compete, seriously.” I jump in, “Oh trust me Henry, they compete all the time. I think it’s their rivalry that’s pushed them to get so big.” “It’s clearly working.” Henry goes back to eyeing Oz. “So you are 280 and what, 6’7?” Oz chuckles, “I wish! About 6’5. I just found out I’m the same height as Grif and he’s 6’5.” Henry turns and looks closely at Grif…then back at Oz, with skepticism on his face. “Dude, are you sure? I’m solidly 6’4. And you are definitely more than an inch taller.” Oz and Grif suddenly look at each other, surprised. Then they turn at and look down at me and I return their surprised glances. Did the three of us miss something? I look closely at Henry too, he’s right. I initially pegged him at 6’3, but if he’s 6’4 then Grif and Oz easily have more than an inch on him. Henry sees us looking at each other and breaks the silence. “You guys alright?” he asks. Oz turns back to him and steps close and I can see why. He’s investigating his former bigger friend. Oz stands tall and smiles as he looks into Henry’s eyes…DOWN into Henry’s eyes. “Are you sure you’re 6’4, Henry?” Henry looks nervous. “Yea…yeah man. You said you’re 6’5. I think…I think you’re even taller, Oz. Holy shit are saying you’re STILL growing? You’re telling me you’ve grown like 5 inches since this summer and it’s STILL happening?” “Guess so!” The boys then make their way through the room, introducing themselves to new people and saying hi to existing friends. Everyone is understandably awestruck at their size and good looks. They easily tower over the majority of the crowd. Only a handful of guys even come within inches of their height and no one is even remotely close to being as muscular. I follow them and they happily introduce me as well, keeping me involved. I’m thankful to have two such powerful close friends. Ridiculously pretty girls hug me and jock bros pat me on my back, knowing that they best not mess with me with Oz and Grif around. At one point a group of girls have surround the boys and are giggling and laughing as they poke and prod Oz and Grif’s muscles. Their dainty hands look so tiny on Grif’s arm and Oz’s sweatshirt covered pecs. I’m standing near Henry and the males of the party watch in extreme jealousy at the attention they are getting. The guys all ask Henry just how big they are. When Henry tells them their weights they all gasp in shock. ”Grif is 300 lbs??? And with those shredded arms? Fuck, he looks like he could bench press a dump truck with those pythons,” one jock says. “I can’t believe they are so jacked being so tall, too! I thought it was harder for tall guys to put on muscle. They are the tallest bodybuilders I’ve ever seen.” “Yeah Henry, just how tall are they? Shit, I’m 6’2 and they make me feel short!” Henry tells them they are 6’5 and the frat bros all scoff. Henry shrugs his shoulders and shouts over to the guys, who turn their meaty shoulders. “Yo, Oz, the guys don’t believe that you are 6’5.” One bubbly drunk blonde steps in between the boys and raises her hands. “Why don’t we settle this? Let’s all see how tall you hot guys are then! There’s a measuring tape in kitchen drunk drawer, follow me!” It turns out that blonde, Corrine, is one of the residents of the large house. The crowd follows her into the kitchen where she retrieves the tape measure. “Ok boys, who’s first?” Grif shouts out over the crowd, literally. “How about Henry, here. Since he wanted to know and all.” “Good idea, Grif!” Oz adds. Henry looks nervous. “Haha, naw man that’s alright. You guys are the tall ones, we want to see how tall you are!” “I know, Henry,” Oz says as he grabs Henry’s shoulder. “But you asked so now you gotta play the game. Shoes off, big guy!” Henry kicks off his sneakers and Oz forcibly pushes Henry against the wall and rests his big hand on top of Henry’s head. Corrine saunters over and with Oz’s help measures Henry. “Henry is 6’3 and a HALF!” “OOOOOHHHHHHH!” The crowd erupts in jeers and cheers as Henry looks crestfallen. Grif lets out a deep booming laugh. “MAN, WHAT IS IT WITH GUYS LYING ABOUT THEIR HEIGHT!?” Oz concurs, “Henry, my dude. You said you were a ‘solid 6’4’. That implies that you are over 6’4. You’re not even close! A full half inch under!” Henry looks embarrassed but tries to shrug it off. Though I can tell he’s struggling as he’s sandwiched between two teasing giants who are enjoying making him uncomfortable. All of a sudden, his friend Oz and this new guy Grif seem MUCH, MUCH taller than him. Grif grins down at Henry, “Aww man don’t be embarrassed. 6’3 and a half is still tall. JUST NOT AS TALL AS US! If you are 6’3.5 then you really got me curious, Henry.” Oz and Grif slip off their shoes and stand side by side near the wall. Someone grabs a yardstick and places it on their heads. Whispers can be heard throughout the kitchen as the partiers guess their height. A curious silence blankets the room as the measuring is done. As we confirmed earlier at my house they are the exact same height. The yardstick is held still and Corrine and Henry measure their heights. Corrine excitedly shouts, “OMIGOSH. You are both 6’6 and a half!” My brain nearly fries as I drown out the shouts of the crowd. Oz didn’t merely just catch up to Grif. He caught up to Grif but Grif was still growing. They are BOTH STILL GROWING! I can’t believe they are getting so…so BIG. TITANIC! They are now fully in the “extremely tall” category. My mouth drops as I realize…they are both dangerously close to towering over me by a full FOOT in height! Oz and Grif both proudly peacock around the room. Clearly the tallest people in the house and by far the thickest, widest and most muscular specimens as well. Oz saunters up to Henry again and claps him on the shoulder. “DANG HENRY!” You’re right, I’m not a little taller than you, I’M THREE INCHES taller than you! No wonder you look so much smaller than I remember. Can you believe it, I’ve grown almost SEVEN inches since you saw me this last summer. I used to think you were such a big guy…not anymore!” Grif joins in, “This guy is a bouncer? How does he handle the REALLY BIG guy like us, Oz?” Henry again gapes at the looming muscle giants, “I guess I’m lucky there there is NO ONE as big as you two.” Oz and Grif bust out laughing and again pat Henry. “Damn right Henry! C’mon dude, let’s play a drinking game. How about some flip cup? You can be on the BIG MEN’S team…as an honorary member, how about that?” Oz then steps over to me. “Woah, can you believe that, Rory? I’m 6’6 AND A HALF!” I had no idea I had grown that tall!” “I can’t either. I mean, you and Grif are just so much bigger than me, I guess I didn’t notice. You are both so tall compared to me I can’t see the tops of you head anymore. And with your pecs growing outward and upward too, I guess I just thought you were putting on muscle. Holy cow, Oz, you are like, really, really tall now!” Oz smiles down at me, unable to wipe the prideful smirk off his big handsome face. “Thanks Rory. It feels great being so big, I have to admit. Even I didn’t realize just HOW BIG I was getting. Hey, I have a surprise for you. There’s a hot jock here who is gay, I told Corrine and she said she would introduce you to him.” He then calls over Corrine. Oz rejoins Henry and Grif as she leads me down into the large basement rec room. There are fewer people down here but still enough to make it a crowd. A couple guys are playing pool and another cluster are enjoying some foosball. The music is pumping and the smell of weed permeates the air. Corrine leads me over to a very handsome guy at the foosball. He’s very tall as well with an athletic build. He looks to have Just enough muscle to push him past the lanky stage. He’s wearing his own gaudy light green Christmas sweater. He’s very tan with a chiselled face and medium length dark brown hair styled up in a neat coif. Corrine pulls the man away from the game. “Riley, this here is Rory. You two have some things in common so I wanted to introduce you two. Have fun!” The tall man smiles down at me and I’m taken by his looks. He is very handsome in a boyish way. “Hi there Rory. Wow Corrine wasn’t lying, you are a cutie.” I blush as I reach up and shake Riley’s hand. “Erm…thank you Riley. You quite the handsome fella too.” Riley laughs and winks, “I know. I can’t help it. Let me grab you beer, meet you back on the couch there?” He swaggers off and I admire his legs in his tight jeans. He was a very nice ass for a tall guy. Tight and perky. He doesn’t hold a candle to either Grif or Oz, but no one does. Riley returns with beer and hands it to me and plops heavily onto the couch right next to me. Our legs are touching, his extend far beyond mine. He catches me staring. “Long legs, huh. I’m 6’5. They come in handy for basketball.” “Oh, so you play?” I ask. “Yep, played four years for the university team. Started a few games my senior year, last year.” “Wow that’s very impressive Riley.” “Thanks. I’m proud of it. Here let me show you some clips!” Riley pulls out his phone and brings up some videos of him playing. He has a great shot and he shows me him making some 3-pointers. “That’s pretty cool, man. You look great out on the court too.” He grins, “Yeah all the guys were jealous of my abs. I had the best abs on the team. Best arms too.” “Congrats.” “Thanks. So you must be gay. Corrine is a sweet girl but she’s kind of a dumbass. She’s always bringing over gay guys to meet me. I mean, it’s flattering, I know I’m good looking and all, but she kinda babies our kind a little bit.” “Yeah I got that feeling. She means well though.” “Yeah, but I gotta say, I’m glad she introduced you. You are very cute. Did I say that already? I can tell you have a great body. Small and tight. You little legs looks so cute next to mine.” “Ummm. Thanks?” I ask with a questionable inflection. “Oh I’m sorry, I don’t mean to offend. I’ll be honest, I have a thing for short guys. I find them extra hot. Do you like tall guys?” “Um, yeah, if they are nice and hot I suppose.” “Well, little dude, then you’re in luck with me here! 6’5 jock with great abs here!” I half chuckle. Riley clearly is proud of his accomplishments and physique. “So with you being gay on the team, did that cause any issues?” “At first some of the guys were weirded out. But they came around fast. I was the first openly gay player in our conference. Check this out I even did an interview with Sports Central.” Riley again grabs his phone and opens the video app. “Oh, that’s OK Riley, I believe you.” “Shh, little buddy. Watch this. I want to show you.” I watch the interview, thankfully its only a couple of minutes long. And the anchor only talks to Riley’s orientation for about 30 seconds. “Pretty cool huh. It was so cool to be on national television.” Riley smirks at me again, “I guess you could say I’m a big deal!” “Yeah…heh. I guess you could.” “A big and tall deal! Which is a lucky deal for you. So, I told you my height, what are you? 5’8?” “Um, I’m 5’7.” “Awww that is adorable. I feel like I could pick you up and carry you around. I’m a full 10 inches taller than you! That is very hot, if you don’t mind me saying. Just like you. I just love little guys.” I look right into Riley’s peering eyes. He is very handsome, but his glazed look tells me he’s quite inebriated as well. “Hey I’m out of beer, I’m gonna grab another. Don’t go anywhere little cutie.” I think to myself ‘no hurry’ as I watch him walk away. I don’t mind being called cute, but it’s starting to feel like he’s the one treating me like a baby, not Corrine. Riley returns with a beer for himself and also one for me, even though I’m only about halfway through mine. “Drink up, buddy! Let’s have a good time.” He takes a long drink out of his beer bottle. “Us big guys drink fast don’t we.” “Yeah I suppose you do.” Riley starts to move his leg up and down against my own. My eyes follow his motion and Riley reaches around my shoulder with his long arm, crowding into me. “You see my big feet too? Size 15s.” He leans into my ear and whispers, “What they say about big feet is true. I’ve got a 9 inch cock, little guy. I’m pretty impressive all around aren’t I?” My heart is now racing, but it’s not because I’m turned on. Riley seems to quite…full of himself and I’m not finding it endearing. “Excuse me man. I need to use the john.” I push myself off the couch and walk away. “I’ll be waiting, little one.” Now, don’t get me wrong. I like big guys. The bigger the better. And I don’t mind when a bigger man acknowledges a size disparity. In fact, that can be very sexy. But I am not a helpless toddler. I make my way through the crowd when Grif and Oz spot me. They pull me in between them while Grif extends his long arm out for a group selfie, with me in a veritable vertical muscle sandwich. Grif’s arm is upward, so the photo is from above us all. I chuckle at the pic when I see both of their chests heaving outward on either side of my head. Now THAT’S how you make size difference sexy. The giant bros go back to partying and a minute later Riley has spotted me. “There you are, where’d you go man?” “Oh, guess I got lost on the way to the bathroom,” I say while looking around for anyone else to talk to. “Well that’s good, because I KNOW you wouldn’t be trying to get away from me.” Riley’s has a lecherous grin as he peers down at me. I roll my eyes which he notices. “What?” he says. “C’mon buddy, this is your lucky day. Any gay guy on campus would give anything to be with me.” “Look man, you’re hot, don’t get me wrong. But I’m not interested. Sorry man, enjoy the rest of the party.” I turn to walk away when suddenly Riley grabs my shoulder and pushes me against the wall. Not violently, but I’m none to pleased. “Hold up, little man. I don’t think you understand.” Riley steps into me now until he makes contact. “I’m a big deal. No one says no to me.” He grinds his crotch into my own as he uses his size to smother me against the wall. I wriggle and try to shove him away. “You’re a feisty little one. Those are the best ones to fuck.” “Get the fuck off me.” I struggle to push him off me, but he’s probably got 80 lbs on me so he’s winning our wall-adjacent wrestling match. “Oh yeah, you’re gonna like my big 9-incher,” he sneers down into my ear. He grabs my right hand and forces it onto his bulge. “Yeah, feel that big dick that’s gonna fuck you.” I’ve had enough. Finding just enough space to move, I jerk up my right leg. While I’m aiming for his crotch, instead my kneecap powers into his quad muscle. He lets our a pained yelp from the powerful charlie horse I’ve given him, one that I know will leave a bruise. He steps back and massages his leg trying to work out the pain. “One, I told you to fuck off, asshole,” I sneer. “Two, you’re kidding yourself about having a nine incher. What I felt. Maybe six and a half. Seven, tops.” Once Riley has recovered, he leers at me, his face red with rage. “You little faggot!” The 6’5 jock lurches at me with his arm cocked back. Time seems to slow down as I see his fist headed toward my face. Just as his knuckles appear to be within a foot of my face, another hand surges in from the side, palm away. The massive paw fills my vision, nearly as big as my face. The angry jock’s fist punches into the hand pushing it back slightly, just enough for the back of the huge hand to graze my nose. Otherwise, 95% of the blow has easily been absorbed. The hand goes down taking Riley’s fist with it. Suddenly, revealed in front of me, Riley now appears taller than ever! Except I quickly realize that two more huge hands are under his armpits and they have lifted him up off the ground! His feet dangle a good foot off the floor. Even though Riley is big, even his body can’t shield the mass of muscle behind him holding him aloft. To my left, Oz stands there with fury on his face. He is still encircling Riley’s fist with his hand. I can see Oz’s knuckles are white and I quickly hear another yelp of pain from Riley as Oz easily uses his power to squeeze Riley’s fist. Clearly Griffin is the man who has easily picked up Riley as easily as he could pick up me. Riley curses and starts to swing his legs, trying to kick anyone he can. Oz quickly changes position and grabs his legs holding them steady. “LET ME GO, ASSHOLES!” Riley lurches and wriggles to no avail. There’s no way he could overpower one of my roommates, let alone both of them. “APOLOGIZE TO RORY,” Oz booms. He’s dropped his voice another octave and the power behind it would make any smart human obey. Riley swings his arms around now and Grif performs a maneuver that astounds me. He literally tosses Riley up a couple of feet, just like you would see a dad do for his young kid in a swimming pool. Then as Riley starts to come back down he CATCHES the 230 lb jock middair by wrapping his mighty arms around his arms and torso! The amount of power he displays shocks me. If my heart weren’t beating from the near punch I just avoided I would’ve been rock hard. Now big Riley is fully locked up, with Oz at his legs and Grif’s massive arms around his torso. “Put me down you fucking juicemonkeys! Do you know who I am??” Now it’s Grif’s turn to demand, “DID YOU NOT HEAR MY FRIEND? APOLOZIGE TO RORY. NOW.” I see Grif’s titanic arms and shoulders flex and his arms slightly cinch inward, like an anaconda coiling around its unfortunate prey. “Ow! OWWW!” Riley gasps as Grif’s bearhug squeezes his shoulders inward. “OKAY OKAY! FUCK!” Grif relaxes slightly as Riley sucks in a deep breath, his chest now able to expand. Grif makes sure Riley knows the stakes. “That was only a fraction of how hard I can squeeze. So make it count.” “Rory. I’m sorry. I will leave you alone.” Oz adds his own demand, “And you will leave this party.” “What?” Riley protests. “Fuck that. I was having an…OWWWW!” Grif once again squeezes him with just a little bit more horsepower this time. “FUCK! OUCH! Ok! I’ll leave!” Grif drops Riley to the floor. A huge crowd has by now gathered to watch. Riley gets up and Oz and Grif escort him to the door. Along the way Corrine steps in front of him, her own tiny body tensed up in rage. She reaches up and slams the towering basektball player across the face. “Did you really just try to date rape somebody at MY PARTY? Get the hell out and I don’t ever want to see you again. I should call the cops!” As Riley leaves the partiers clap and resume their night of fun. Corrine proceeds to apologize profusely to me. I can tell she is sincere an had no idea that intoxicated Riley was that way and I believe her. Grif, Oz and I leave soon after. “Fuck, I’m so mad I could probably flip over that prick’s car right now!” Grif is still seething as he fills the passenger seat. His entire body is flush and pumped and he looks more muscular than ever. I can tell that Oz too is in his own quiet rage. He’s stripped off his sweater before getting in the car, leaving him in his wifebeater. His triceps are flaring as he grips the steering wheel. I hope he won’t accidentally rip it off the column. “Me too. Fucking date rapers…” Oz seethes. I smile warmly as I look to the two muscle beasts in the front seat. Both so wide that there is only a very slight gap in between their shoulders. Both of their heads dangerously close to the ceiling. And I think back to what they did for me at the party and how they feel now. “Guys, it’s ok. Really. I’m ok.” And I am. Oz glances to me through the rearview mirror. “Are you sure, Rory?” I can see the legitimate concern in those deep brown eyes and my heart melts a bit more. “Really. Believe it or not this isn’t the first time.” “Holy shit, are you serious?” Grif asks. “Yeah. That’s why I learned that knee kick.” I smile to Oz. “BAM! Right in the quad!” Oz busts out laughing. “BAHaha. That was awesome, Rory! He’s gonna have trouble walking on that leg for days!” “Say Oz, who knew our little Rory was such a Rambo! Rambo Rory! The biggest little badass on the planet!” I’m happy to see my roommates relax. I really am ok. “I’ve had to learn how to defend myself. You both know how sexy I am.” The two big lugs bust out laughing again. Grif replies, “You got that right. You’re definitely the best looking roommate. I’m the biggest. Oz is the most hung. You’re the best looking, ain’t that right, Oz.” “Damn right he is!” Oz utters. I’m glad the two giant muscle studs can’t see my directly because I’m blushing like mad. “He’s so good looking he’s had to learn to fight off the big assholes.” Now it’s my turn to laugh. I reach both hands forward and grab both of their meaty shoulders. Fuck, they are just so huge. Hard, striated, meaty delts. My hand looks so small on the cantaloupe sized muscle caps. I squeeze them each and thank them again. “Thanks guys. You two really are the best. And the biggest and strongest and most jacked dudes I’ve ever seen! Seriously, Riley is 6’5 and probably around 230 and you guys made him looked weak as fuck. You guys are huge! And so damn strong!” “FUCK YEAH!” Grif flexes in the front seat. “DAMN RIGHT!” Oz echoes. “WE’LL GET SO BIG NO ONE WILL EVER THINK OF MESSING WITH OUR BRO, RORY!” And that is just fine with me! 54 2 2 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
dredlifter Posted June 1, 2021 Author Share Posted June 1, 2021 Next chapter will probably be a while. I have to work on my storyversary entry now 4 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
ploder4 Posted June 1, 2021 Share Posted June 1, 2021 And this is where they realize their rivalry is making them both bigger and better. Their benevolence only enhances their superiority. 2 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
ToolShedCub Posted June 1, 2021 Share Posted June 1, 2021 I think it would be all kinda of hot if the boys realized that they loved Rory and became a family. but that's just me. 3 1 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Edrian2012 Posted June 1, 2021 Share Posted June 1, 2021 1 hour ago, ToolShedCub said: Creo que estaría un poco caliente si los chicos se dieran cuenta de que amaban a Rory y se convirtieran en una familia. pero ese soy solo yo. I want the same ❤ 1 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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