Popular Post Genetonic Posted May 28, 2021 Author Popular Post Share Posted May 28, 2021 Chapter 4 The next morning went by like a blur. It’s amazing how far a little extra muscle carries. Cal remembered waking up the next day, feeling the new power of his enhanced meat. Taking the weekend to get accustomed to the rest of his growth, he planned for a better-than-ever workout at the gym. Strolling in with his longer stride, his workout clothes just tight enough to feel his bulging muscles stretch against the fabric. Best of all, his soft junk down below feeling more pronounced than usual. That afternoon was a haze of new personal records and an increasing rush of euphoria. His swelling biceps pushing his sleeves tighter with each curl. He could feel his gym shorts begin to roll up as he squatted lower and lower with his immense quads. He surprised himself halfway through the set when he realized he was growling with each squat. His deeper voice only fueled his hypnotic intensity. It was only when he could feel his dick pushing out further and further that he went full throttle. Finishing his set with a growl, his thighs swollen skin tight in his shorts, the stressed fabric pulled tight against his throbbing meat. Going to the locker room to check out his new body’s progress, he caught a glimpse of himself in one of the gym’s mirror walls. His legs looked massive, red, swollen. The heads of his individual quad muscles flexing against each other. Cal looked up to see his face for the first time all day. He stumbled back, still getting used to his new height. But looking at his features, Cal could tell something changed. His cheekbones were sharper, his jawline more angular, even his eyebrows looked detailed. Cal couldn’t understand if that was part of the growth or simply his body’s reaction to growing bigger, older, more mature. His attention turned downwards again, he could feel his pulse quicken at the sight of his monster tool pushing out towards his hip. Strolling quickly into the privacy of the near-deserted locker room, Cal felt his bobbing erection throb with his heartbeat. Unsheathing his expanded member, he began extending his palm up and down its length, admiring how much thicker it felt. A huge angry vein traveling down the top of his red-bull-thick cock. Looking in the mirror, still taken aback by how much bigger he looked in his skin-tight clothes. The sweat-soaked fabric clinging perfectly to his newly burgeoning pec meat. Flexing his chest, his hand quickened pace at the sight of his mounds jumping on command. Flexing his quads subconsciously, feeling the pressure come and go in his heavier nuts. Walking over to the showers, Cal removed his shirt, his dick flopping between his muscled thighs. Sliding off his tight shorts, his flaring cockhead brushing his pecs, sending a shiver down his spine as his cock flexed outwards. Looking down at the blood red mushroom head, he wondered what it might be like to suck his own cock. The tantalizing thought blocked by the short gap between his tongue and the bobbing tip. Entering the shower, he turned on the water. The initial chill only made his body temperature rise. Warming up into a hot steam, he washed his smooth skin, taking time to feel the hardness of the muscle fibers beneath his skin. Noticing a few new veins peek out when he flexed. Grabbing his attention, his cock began sputtering a small stream of pre. Smelling his musk enter the vapor around him, he soaped up his shaft, taking his time to picture himself bigger. He was already the biggest freshman before his recent growth spurt. Cal pictured him among the juniors and seniors, matching their size and skill on the field. He remembered seeing the quarterback talking to the coach. While he had yet to talk to the mighty jock, he’d heard so much about him already. He sized him up to be around 6’4 and 230 lbs. Even from far away he recognized the familiar shape protruding out of his football tights. Hearing all about Damian’s treasured member, he imagined himself in front of the massive bulge, peeling back the layers to reveal what was probably a double digit horsecock. Shuddering in the steamy water, Cal felt his toes curl as he rocketed out shot after shot from his dick. Moaning in the same low register he heard when out rocking the weights. His seed splattering against the tile wall. Opening his eyes to the mist, he saw a familiar shape take place in front of him. “Hello again, to both of you” Big Jim glanced down at Cal’s still throbbing cock. “What the fuck are doing here? What if someone sees you?” Cal looked past the massive ghost’s torso into the empty shower room. “More importantly, what if someone saw you? You don’t want to get kicked out of here your first year.” Big Jim’s deep base chuckling again. “Besides, only you can see me, remember?” “Oh yea. Well what are you doing here anyways?” Cal turned off the water and started gathering his discarded clothes. “Well I decided I couldn’t let you flounder on anymore today. When I saw inside of you, I saw your determination, your potential for mass, and more importantly, your domination. I saw you able to conquer the fucking field.” Big Jim’s voice rose and fell with each word, his tone stern but caring. “Which is why I had to get you on the right track. Your little growth spurt was one thing,” the emphasis on the word ‘little’ made Cal feel a little embarrassed at first, thinking it had made all the difference, “but you need to know how to put on mass” “I think I’ve done pretty well for myself so far,” Cal gestured to his new pecs and bigger biceps, he flexed his thighs, feeling proud. “Pfft. Beginner gains and the blessing of a good frame.” Stepping back, Big Jim gestured to his upper body. With what seemed like a light flex, his pecs quickly became watermelons, his biceps swelled to footballs. His thighs expanded to tree trunks, only pushing his gargantuan package out further. “This. This was after 5 years of endless weight training, practices, and a few cycles of steroids. I was only fucking 20 when my progress ended in the fiery blaze of a drunk driving accident.” Cal continued staring at the massive size of Big Jim’s upper body, the deep cleft between his massive pecs only deepening with each firm articulation. “This. This is what I want for you. I want to see how far my knowledge can go on a body as blessed for weight training as yours. This, is what we’re gonna learn today.” With that, Big Jim trailed out into a wisp of steam, leaving Cal standing alone in the humid room, his hardon pulsing alongside his racing heart. 29 1 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Popular Post Genetonic Posted May 28, 2021 Author Popular Post Share Posted May 28, 2021 Chapter 5 The next day, Cal walked into the gym, his lightly tanned muscular chest peeking through his new tank top. Walking into the locker room, he took a moment to admire his new features. His sharper jawline really added more depth to his face, and even his hair had begun taking on a glossy sheen to it. Adjusting himself down below, glad to take Big Jim’s advice on getting a pair of form fitting boxer briefs. They did better to cradle his enhanced package and helped keep it strapped to his leg. Still, his heart perked at the ease he was still able to see his bulging genitals. “Okay, enough self admiration, there’ll be plenty of time for that later, and not just from yourself. Let’s get over to the free weights first” Looking up and smiling at the immense see-through body behind him, Cal chuckled at the sight of Big Jim in workout clothes. His doorknob nipples both pushed out beyond the width of his tank top, his massive pecs forcing them down. For the first time, Cal got to admire how hairy his ghostly coach was, a dense forest of dark hair covering most of his exposed chest. He also noted his crotch similarly stuffed into a skin tight pair of nylon shorts. “Come on, let’s go. Snap snap, hustle hustle, blah blah, you get it. And hey, my eyes are up here” Looking into his quizzical eyes, they both broke out into a light laugh, strolling out the door onto the gym floor. Like he said, Big Jim started Cal out on free weights, loosening him up by adding some weights to his usual stretching. Thinking to himself, Cal expected more resistance, but even with the additional weight it was a piece of cake. The morning was a nonstop session of upper body workouts. Big Jim had him bouncing between chest presses, bicep curls, shoulder presses, push-ups, pull-ups, planks, and a multitude of other presses that Cal had never even heard of. Between his pull-ups, Cal decided to lay out his questions. “What the hell is an incline dumbbell press?” Carefully monitoring his form going up and down, “It develops your shoulders, triceps, and upper chest. You wanna do this eventually right?” Flexing his traps and shoulders, the muscles rose to his ears, fighting his bull neck as they bunched up. Instantly, Cal felt blood flush into his shaft. Finishing up his set, he jumped down, flexing his swollen triceps and biceps. “Fuck,” almost falling into a trance flexing his upper body. With a pleased smile and chuckle, Big Jim also took in his young protégé’s progress. “Come on, you’ve earned a protein shake.” Two Months Later Running out onto the field, Cal took in the bright shining lights flooding the field. His powerful quads and calves full of untapped energy as he jogged faster towards the line. He dug his cleats into the soft grass beneath him, staring straight ahead into the eyes of the line of hefty linebackers before him. He yelled ‘Hut’, caught the ball in his large hands, jogged backwards, saw the opening, and……… beep beep beep Jerking awake to the sharp cries of his alarm, Cal shut off his phone’s beeps. Swinging himself onto the floor, he began his morning’s stretches, the tightness of his individual muscles giving way to the relief of being stretched out. Loose and full of energy, Cal bounded down the stairs for his morning protein shake. He usually slept naked, but for the sake of his family, he tugged on his pajama pants before exiting. Still bare chested, he loved the feeling of seeing his progress displayed before him in the hallway mirror. Flexing his bigger pecs, admiring his growing traps and delts, not to mention his 18 inch guns pumping larger every day. Walking into the kitchen, Cal blended up his shake, taking a few quick chugs of the cheap vanilla flavor. Ever since his noticeable gains, his parents had been more than happy to support their son’s athletic activities. They helped fund his gym membership as well as pay for his increasing protein intake. Going back to his room, Cal took pleasure in being able to take two stairs at a time with his longer stride. Lacing on his sneakers and chugging the rest of his shake, he went out for his daily 5 mile run. Taking care to shut the door quietly, he had been warned of waking everyone else too early. Taking off down the empty street, the Sun barely showing its light over the horizon. Although he lived in a somewhat temperate climate, November was quickly bringing the average temperature down. Basking in the fresh morning chill, his naked torso shedding off heat as he ran down the block. Waving to Mr. Roberts, his older neighbor who had taken note of Cal’s morning runs when going out for his paper. Running down the block and around the corner, an endless second wind filling Cal’s lungs. Increasing his speed, Cal’s engorged thighs knocking around his unbound junk. A smile spread across his face, Cal recalled how just the other day his engorged manhood had finally reached the 9” mark on his ruler, the massive vein looking thicker with the rest of his shaft. The massive tool now much thicker than the ruler itself, eclipsing the thin wooden measuring tool with its throbbing girth. Taking into account his growth, Cal guessed he would have to get used to his junk slapping his thighs on his runs. Getting home, the Sun now lighting up the house, he heard his parents grumbling over the coffee machine. Running upstairs, he quickly escaped the confines of his pants, letting his tool bob up and down as he grabbed a towel. Stepping under the steaming water, Cal took a moment to explore his body’s size again. His firm pecs now protruded a good inch and a half, his abs were looking more and more cut each day. His calloused fingers feeling the ridges of his obliques. Down below, he massaged his quads, feeling his recently thickened leg hair. He remembered having a light dusting before meeting Big Jim, but now he couldn’t picture himself without this dark trail covering his arms and legs. Even his armpit hair was coming in thicker and longer. Scratching his thicker pubes, he cupped his hefty nuts. Slowly growing, they looked indistinguishable on a daily basis, but he could feel their heavier mass. Faintly remembering a sense of pride over his plum sized testicles before, he now admired their resemblance to two ripe lemons. Feeling his hand extend to the new 9 inch border where his engorged tip swelled like an apple, he tried to squeeze the rock hard shaft, feeling its immense hardness push back. Cal thought back to one of his recent practices, he remembered seeing how impressed the senior players were with his speed and dexterity. Not to mention the fraternal pride shared in the showers afterwards. Feeling impressed by the large number of well-endowed teammates he played with, his pride won over as he realized his similarity to Damian. Still outmatched by the large fleshy snake held by the senior, Cal took in the fact that he was easily in the top three with his 6.5 inch softie. It took everything not to throw wood right then and there. Especially after seeing Damian wink at him when he saw Cal staring. His mind back in his own shower, he felt his nuts draw up against their weight before falling back down into his loose sack. Shot after shot erupting from his throbbing meat. Gripping his cockhead, he could feel volley after volley spew out, his spine felt alight with the sensation. Stepping out of the shower onto the cold tile, leaving the water on to help drain the small puddle collecting at the bottom. Drying off his large frame, Cal walked onto the scale to mark today’s progress. 236 lbs Stepping off the scale, Cal looked in the mirror to see his body, a body of a total stud, staring back at him. Toweling off his softening genitals, feeling their weight bounce around. Smirking to himself, he got dressed for the day, taking care to showcase his stuffed basket. Having to wear 2xls, not to mention stretchy briefs to accommodate his manhood, Cal felt elated in how they had started to feel tight across his growing body. Even through his hoodie and jeans, he could make out the bulging muscles beneath. Walking around his room, he could feel his nuts getting squeezed too tightly beneath the tight denim. A little crestfallen at not being able to wear his favorite pair of jeans comfortably, Cal quickly perked up at an alternative. Strolling over to his dresser, his boxer briefs stuffed with his package, he pulled out a new pair of designer sweatpants he bought. Seeing their son’s recent growth testing his clothes, Cal’s parents gave him a few hundred to refit his wardrobe to his new size. Seeing them on a mannequin, Cal pictured himself and all his glory filling out those pants, adding them to his cart immediately. Pulling them on now, he was not disappointed. His swollen calves and thighs filled out the fabric to the point of form fitting. Not skin tight as he still had a good amount of stretch factor left. But best of all, his massive package was more than well displayed through the tight cloth. He could make out his large shaft pressed out sideways as well as the light bulge of his nutsack pushing out the bottom. Switching his hoodie for an old xl, the much tighter fabric showing his pec shelf and biceps to a similar fashion, he could feel his cock tingle with elation. Rubbing it through the fabric, the soft cloth felt even more incredible. Feeling a bit risque, he slid off his boxer briefs, letting his manhood expand outward a bit more. The tight fabric of his briefs had held back his package some, but now, it looked downright indecent. His cockhead and shaft were pressed out by his massive thighs, his nuts pushed forward in a similar fashion. His horniness erupted into a deep chuckle at how his classmates would react. Looking at himself in the mirror, he was the picture of sexual maturity, and he wasn't done growing. 40 3 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Genetonic Posted May 28, 2021 Author Share Posted May 28, 2021 Chapter 5 Posted! I'm going to take a break from continuing the story to see how this development is received. Please leave your considerations, comments, and criticisms as well as anything you'd like to see 3 3 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
gman34 Posted May 28, 2021 Share Posted May 28, 2021 Faints. This is very well written. 1 1 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
LorianofLothric Posted May 29, 2021 Share Posted May 29, 2021 The story is great so far! Hopefully something happens between Cal and Damian… 1 1 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Bigger Posted May 29, 2021 Share Posted May 29, 2021 I really love the slow growth process! I hope he’s got a LOT of growth to do still! 1 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Popular Post Genetonic Posted May 29, 2021 Author Popular Post Share Posted May 29, 2021 Chapter 6 School hadn’t always been one of Cal’s pleasures, but today, it was a near winner. Walking into class, he soaked in the attention affixed to his bulging muscles and obvious endowment. He knew some of the other boys took part in the grey sweatpants trend, but he outshone them like a goddamn supernova. Sitting down, he looked to his right into the unblinking eyes of his classmate Ethan. Ethan had a bit of a twink look to him when they were younger, but Cal admired how the guy had filled out his frame rather well. Giving him a wink and a glance down towards his bulging package, he could feel Ethan shudder next to him. Thinking to himself, had he really just given his classmate an orgasm with just a wink? Barely paying attention to the class, Cal sat back and imagined Ethan beefier. He wouldn’t look half bad. Hearing the bell ring after an eternity, he felt Ethan rush past him, noticeably covering himself with his bookbag. ‘Jesus, how much did he turn this kid on?’ His school day continued with similar encounters in each class. Letting the confidence of the day fill him up, he looked down to gaze at his dick push outwards. Feeling the influx of blood to his crotch, he strolled into the football locker room to get ready for practice. There were already a few of his jock bros getting dressed in there. Sneaking glances, he admired the amount of definition some of them achieved. Pulling off his skin tight sweatshirt, Cal felt his undershirt come off with it, leaving his cut midriff and hefty pecs exposed. Taking a moment to check his hair in the mirror, Cal could see a few of the guys behind him staring at him. He knew his stellar growth hadn’t gone unnoticed, especially since he now surpassed the quarterback himself. Turning around to put his sweatshirt away, he saw them look away. With a smile, Cal shimmied down his sweatpants, taking care to stretch the waistband over his protruding bulge. Flopping out in all its hefty glory, Cal felt his softie meet fresh air, followed by his nuts swinging free. Pulling out a spare jockstrap from his locker, Cal turned to see a few of them not even bothering to hide their stares. “Fuck man. How fucking hung are you?” One of the heftier linebackers sitting down couldn’t stop staring at his crotch. Turning with a smile, “I don’t know man, haven’t measured in a while.” Knowing fully well its length, Cal thought a little mystery would be good. “All I know is that it’s definitely bigger. It was 9 inches last time I measured but lately it’s been feeling even bigger. And with hands like these, that’s not fucking easy.” Leaving him with his mouth still open, Cal turned back to his locker. Pulling up his jockstrap, Cal felt the large pouch pinch his nuts, even his dick was feeling more cramped than usual. Putting it out of his mind, Cal put on his pads and began the arduous process of putting on his way too tight pants. They were 2xls, but with pads they were essentially xls. Pulling them over his muscular quads, Cal grumbled to himself about needing a new pair. Finally he managed to get them over his beefy ass and jockstrap. Pulling on his chest pads and finally his new jersey, Cal left the locker room. Walking down the hall, he started hearing a soft thumping sound in the bathrooms. Pushing open the creaky door, he stepped in, only to find the same linebacker in one of the stalls furiously jerking off into the toilet. Coughing loudly in his deeper voice, Cal stood by the door as the linebacker wheeled around, his pulsing dick still in hand. With a guttural moan, he shot his load a few feet in front of him onto the floor. "Did you really get your rocks off to just looking at my dick?" Panting, he turned around to grab some toilet paper to clean up. “Sorry man… it’s just.. You’re so… BIG…" he was wiping up the cum on the floor, getting nowhere. Sighing, Cal walked over to the linebacker. He was much larger than Cal, probably well over 320 lbs, most of it flab. Looking down, he could still see his exposed dick. It was probably 5-6 inches; about average, but it looked underwhelming when compared to the rest of him. Feeling his own dick twinge as it tried to harden in such an enclosed space, Cal tried to readjust himself. Looking up at the hung teenager pushing his bulge around, the linebacker nearly came again, his dick smacking into his overhanging gut. Getting increasingly uncomfortable in his pants, Cal slid them down a few inches to try and refit his pouch. Instead, his dick instantly released itself from its cloth prison, tearing through the fabric. His hefty nuts fell swinging to the bottom of his sack as his dick pulsed larger and longer to its full length. “Aw fuck me! Now I need a new jockstrap too!” Groaning as he felt his dick pulsing with his heartbeat, Cal tried to shove his throbbing member under the waistband. The linebacker couldn’t help himself. His rationality quickly succumbing to a flood of raging hormones, he grabbed the massive tool in his mitts, and started exploring its massive length. A moan escaped Cal’s lips, feeling his dick being touched by another hand unleashing something deep inside of him. On his knees, the linebacker facing the cut abdominals of the man before him, he bent down and grasped the huge cockhead between his lips. “Awwwwwwwwww, fuck yea.” Cal felt his heart flutter at the sensation. His flaring cockhead pulsing within this jock’s mouth. Feeling his own dick sputter, the linebacker slid his mouth further down the thick shaft, feeling the heat of the tool fill his cheeks as the tip grazed his throat. Leaning forward more, swallowing the shaft down further, he finally reached the thick base. Reaching out and squeezing the huge lemon sized nuts hanging below it, feeling their contents slosh around. A deep growl escaped Cal’s thick neck, feeling the immense pressure within his nuts being squeezed. The linebacker responded with another squeeze, instantly feeling pre fill his mouth. The scratching of the linebacker’s stubble mixing with his forest of pubes only stimulated him more. The dribble of pre turned into a small stream. Slowly leaning back, then forwards again, the linebacker began exploring the shaft with his tongue. His thick tongue was outmatched by the size of the throbbing member. Quickening his pace, he began sucking it down further, feeling the huge cockhead filling his throat. The stream of pre getting heavier as he began massaging the large nuts in front of him. Unable to keep it back any longer, Cal felt his load explode out of his massive shaft. Feeling volley after volley erupt down the throat of this massive jock beneath him. The linebacker swallowed as fast as he could, feeling the huge cock spasm out load after load of hot cum. His own dick shooting the remaining volume within his balls, covering the floor in front of him with a small puddle. Cal’s growling grew louder as he felt his final load spew out. Removing his dick, he helped the huge linebacker stand up. Washing up, he stuffed his still hard dick into his trousers. The tight fabric squeezing his cock against his hip, his bulge as obvious as it had been that morning, maybe even more. With that, he ran out towards the field, just a little bit late, but already warmed up. Later that Evening Walking into his room, Cal stripped off his football pants, his musky cock once again hanging free. Glad to make it home without his pants ripping, he tossed them into the corner. Making a mental note to buy a new, bigger pair, he also thought back to the remnants of his old jockstrap. Thinking of how he would ask his parents for the money to replace 4 month old gear, he unlaced his cleats. Feeling his big feet escape the tight shoes, he thought it a safe bet to also get bigger shoes. Letting his curiosity get the better of him, he grabbed his tape measure. Letting it fall to the floor, he raised the tape to the top of his head. Checking the number, he was taken aback by his growth. Looking at himself in the mirror, “Fuck yea. I’m a 6’2 monster.” Giving himself a quick pec dance, he felt his dick rise to the occasion. “Fuck it, who knows”, putting the tape measurer against his throbbing member, his heart skipped a beat. 10 inches “No fuckin way.” “Yes fuckin way.” Cal looked up into the eyes of Big Jim, taking note of how his eyes were now level with his neck, not his shoulders. “I heard what you said to number 96 in the locker room, and thought it appropriate to make your whole ‘feels bigger now’ claim accurate. Besides, what better way to celebrate your first blowie, and from a guy no less!” “Well I um…” “Stop your stuttering, there’s no judgment. I myself swung both ways. I couldn’t keep away from the fairer sex nor the hunkier sex. Either way, they both know how to take a big dick. Although in my experience, guys were always better...Something to think about. Anyways,” taking a moment to gesture to Cal’s hard-on, ”enjoy it. But don’t forget that some people don’t just like guys who are hung, they also like muscle.” With that, Cal was left with his mind racing, a poof of smoke, and an unbearably hard erection. 36 2 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Ro20316 Posted May 30, 2021 Share Posted May 30, 2021 Oh i missed lots of chapters and man they did not dissapoint. He is changing both in phisique and in atttitude. He is turning into his best version, a total alpha a man that will dominate in every field he is in. I am sure soon tehre will be a private meeting between him and Damian the quarterback where he will show how big he is excatly to damian. 3 1 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
photoguy Posted May 30, 2021 Share Posted May 30, 2021 Fuuuuck. So, so hot. Love seeing Cal’s power, size, and dominance slowly increasing... 1 1 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Tjdonger Posted May 30, 2021 Share Posted May 30, 2021 Really like the direction the story is taking us. Thought of having the team, coach and fans at his disposal...insatiable. Hot! 1 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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