Popular Post MaxMann Posted June 17, 2021 Popular Post Share Posted June 17, 2021 Sorry it took an extra day for me to finish this, but as you can see by the title I was inspired to continue a series I hadn't written for in some time. Hope you all enjoy this. I don't remember the last time I heard about it. Ever since a lot of state governments started banning it thanks to reactionary religious freaks threatening lawsuits left and right, you don't see commercials for it, and the football league disbanded. You still see the guys, but not as often as you used to. I was always intimidated by them, even though every one I ever met seemed pretty gentle considering their immense muscles and...you know. I can't tell you the number of times I'd end up getting aroused being in their presence. And I can't tell you how much I wanted to be like them. But I can tell you how I got to be one of them. I only started to be aware that MassX was still around thanks to my job. I work for the collections department of a major bank, and I would deal with past due balances and make payment arrangements for customers. I also have to file disputes for transactions, whether it's a case of something not received, fraud, etc. One day I got a call from a man regarding his card and I noticed a charge for Megaconglomera that had been blocked. I asked him about it, and he said, "That's legit. It's my MassX gear." My mouth got dry and I had to take a sip of water. "That stuff still around?" "Yeah...and it's better than ever. You should see my before and after pics. Go to Pictoquick and look me up as..." "Um, I'm not allowed to look up customers online. Thanks for the offer, though." "I get it. But you have my profile in front of me. If you want to find me, you know where to look." Geez, another sip. His voice was so deep, and resonant. "Thank you anyway, sir." "Sir? Sounds like you know your place, son. Wanna get X'd?" I was so glad I was working from my apartment due to the quarantine, my boner was threatening to burst from my jeans. This was so unprofessional...and so hot! I started stammering, "I...uh..." I gulped. "What's your name again?" I stuttered. "Muh...muh...Miller." "Don't you wanna be a mighty...muscle...monster, Miller?" I quickly muted myself. I whipped out my stiff cock and the first shot of jizz hit me right in the face. I gasped and moaned as I kept erupting all over my shirt and hands. I kept hearing him saying, "Hello?" as I sat there quietly whimpering. I unmuted the phone and asked, "Is there anything else I may help you with?" "I think I just helped you out. Go for it, kid. Get the X. You won't regret it." I put my phone on hold as I tried to clean myself up. The jizz even landed on the mike on my headset! I hadn't had that strong an orgasm in months, not since the quarantine started. I hoped that call wasn't recorded for quality monitoring. The rest of the day was uneventful, but I had written down that customer's name, so when I finished I went onto my home computer and managed to find him. I thought I was prepared, but I was wrong. The pic I found of his naked backside, his lats rippling and wider than the doorframe, his globelike shoulders, his narrow but sturdy waist, the pillar-sized thighs...and that ass. I've always been an ass man, but the smooth, round, jutting, "thicc", dimpled glutes that I gazed upon were too much. This time when I erupted I bent over and the first shot hit my open mouth before I could wrap my lips around my cock. I was thin enough, and big enough (almost nine inches, thank you) to easily self-suck, but damn if I wasn't exhausted by the end. A few days later, the team I was assigned to was holding a teleconference. We would meet once a month to go over our stats and calls, new procedures, the usual. I was looking forward to it, if only because it would give me a chance to see Quinn, a cute guy who joined my team just before we had to start working from home. He was older than me, around mid-30's, with a mustache, glasses, perfectly trimmed short red hair, and a slight paunch on an otherwise fit body. And his ass looked good in shorts. I'd met him the year before when we marched for our employer at the Pride parade, and he marched ahead of me so...yeah, that ass. I flirted awkwardly, saying how much we're alike since we both have last names as first names. I kept wanting to ask him out, but I always chickened out thinking he probably has a man already. So I enter the meeting and see my colleagues, when I notice this huge stud wearing a compression tee that is packed with heavy muscle threatening to burst free, and as I'm staring at him I keep thinking he looks familiar. Is he a new hire? Did I see him in the office before? Then he asked a question, and even though his voice was lower I realized it was Quinn. The guy who looked like Ned Flanders come to life was now a beefy bodybuilder. I knew the last time I saw him was two months ago, as I was on vacation for our last meeting, but the change was so drastic I knew there was only one explanation. MassX. I don't know how I managed to keep from staring at him during the whole meeting, or how i kept my cock in control, but I focused. After the meeting ended, I sent an internal message to Quinn asking him if it was okay to ask him a personal question. His message said, "I have a feeling I know what you want to ask me. The answer is X." Holy fuck, he took it! He's one of them! My hands shook as I typed, "What's it like?" For a while he didn't answer, then suddenly I got a text message on my phone. "522 Pierce Ave, Apt 2C. Get here after work. I'll be ready. Will you?" For the rest of my shift I fidgeted as I answered call after call, watching the clock on the computer waiting for 7pm to get here. I could barely eat my dinner with the butterflies I felt. I was glad I didn't get a last minute call to delay me. I got in my car and headed to his place. When I rang the doorbell, he said, "Come in, the door's open." I walked in and a faint but recognizable smell hit me. Men's deodorant mixed with sweat. Quinn stood near his kitchen wearing a long, black bathrobe and slippers. "You had your shots, right?" "Yeah. Did you get yours, or don't you need them, now that you're..." "I got mine before...this." He opened his robe and let it fall. I almost fainted. All the cliches you hear or read about tree-trunk thighs, boulder shoulders, forearms like hams, shelf-like pecs, grapefruit-sized balls, and a limp, wrist-thick cock reaching past the knee? Every one was true. Every one attached to this stud. Every one on the man I'd been infatuated with. He walked toward me. Watching his legs jiggle and his cock sway made my mouth dry. I think I must've licked my lips because he said, "We've got time for that. Sit down and make yourself comfortable. What would you like to drink?" He turned around. His ass...and I was instantly hard. "I'll just have some water." Quinn gave me a glass as he got one for himself. He sat down and began making idle conversation, going over work and local gay gossip, politics, sports He really wanted to make me comfortable being around an X, reminding me he's more than just a muscle god. But eventually he got to the point. "So...why did I do this to myself?" "Well...since you mention it..." "Why does anyone make a major change to their body, to their life? In my case, my boyfriend broke up with me. We had a rocky relationship even before the quarantine, but he got even more neurotic and stir-crazy, and one day he just said, 'I'm leaving,' walked out, and never came back. This was about five months ago, and it left me both devastated and relieved. He came by to pick up his things, and I tried asking him why, but he never answered me. I found out a month ago he's now part of a thruple with a pair of bear construction workers. I hope he's happy." After an awkward silence, I asked, "Now that we know why, when did you X yourself?" "About three months ago I took a call from a customer about a block on their card. I saw the name Megaconglomera, and the guy told me it was a MassX purchase. I had no idea they were still around, and as this man is talking I start thinking about all those musclemen I'd seen when I was a kid, and how much I wanted to be one of them. I made the mistake of telling my mom, and she told me they were evil and demon-possessed. She tried to scare me, but it only made me want it more. "So I started looking online for MassX, and I found their link hidden on Megaconglomera's website. I clicked on it, ordered the test, and found out I'd be a grower. I made sure I found out what to expect after I'd grown. I didn't want to end up all 'Now a warning?' like Madeline Ashton." I laughed. We bonded over that movie, and we'd quote from it to try to make each of us crack up during a call. "So I ordered the formula, and took it. Thirty minutes later, this is what I became." He flexed those arms into a double bi. "And I've loved pretty much every second since then. Even when I needed to spend more for food and clothes than I had before, I don't regret it." He puts his arms down and leaned forward. "I have some...clients...helping me with my expenses. I'm even thinking of setting up a JustYourEyes account and showing myself off for subscriptions. Lots of X'ers are there, and you should see how many viewers they have, and how much money they're making. In fact, if you were just some guy, I wouldn't have taken of my robe without some money up front. But you're not some guy, and I don't want your money. I just want you." He told me to stand up. I did, even though my huge boner and big wet spot were visible. "Whoa, Mill, what are you packing?" He dropped to his knees and almost tore my jeans off. My cock sprung out, harder and bigger than ever. It had to be over nine inches now. "Fuck, Mill, if I'd known you were this hung..." Even his lips and tongue were muscular as he took me in his mouth and started sucking hard and strong. I didn't think I could last long, but Quinn's technique was expert. He'd get me to the edge, then bring me back a bit, and he kept this up for several minutes. "Are you ready, stud? Ready to feed me your protein?" I nodded my head and whimpered as he took every inch of me down his throat. I cried out as the most powerful orgasm I'd had in years shook me, emptying every drop into his hungry mouth. He held me up as I convulsed in bliss, licking every last drop off my spent dong. He stood up and planted a kiss on me. I tasted my jizz as we kissed, his mighty arms enfolding me. I grabbed for his pec, but found my hand encircling a column of cock I could only have fantasized about before. I took my other hand and began long-stroking the beautiful mast of male flesh. I didn't have to bend far to lick the pre from the leaking head; it tasted potent and a little sweet. Quinn murmured appreciatively as I kept working on his studhood, encouraging me to do as much as I could. He warned me his eruptions are strong enough to bruise skin on a normal man, and even break a bone. I kept up, licking every inch of that two-foot shaft and his heavy, churning balls. I worked my way back to the head, and his delicious seed. I grazed it gently with my teeth, and that tipped him over the edge. He bend forward and stretched his mouth over his cock. The first blast spurted from the corners of his lips, but he kept drinking it down until the eruptions subsided. I tongued around his lips to taste that stud juice, and soon we were kissing again, our tongues darting together in unison. Soon he was grinning and saying, "You're the hottest stud I've ever been with, even compared to all those X'ers. I'm glad you were into me even before I grew." "You...knew...?" "Your flirting was so obvious. I never let on though, because I didn't want to string you along while I was attached." He ran his fingers through my hair. "You have no idea how cute you are, and how hot you'd be as an X'er." I tried to protest, but he said, "You asked me what it's like. There's only one way to really know, and that's to become one. I have some tests here, and we can check to see if it would work on your DNA." "I...don't have to do anything right now, right?" "I don't have an extra dose here, and I'm not the kind who goes around changing other men without their permission. Hashtag He Too." I agreed to the test, and he went to his bedroom to grab one. He said I'd either need blood or semen. You can guess which one we selected. We went to the bathroom to clean my genitals as residue from his spit might create a false positive. He slowly but firmly stroked me back to hardness as he whispered low about all the sexual things we'd do once I was grown. I had no idea what a sexual beast he was, and soon I was ejaculating onto the test. I hadn't had two orgasms in over a year, and I felt spent. We waited to see if colors changed on the test, and in less than ten minutes we had our answer. I could get X'd. I could grow. I could join Quinn in the joy of muscle godhood. I just stared at the test as Quinn talked about all the preparations i'd need to make, all the food and clothes I'd need to buy. "I'm not ready." "I think you are. You might need some time, but in the end you're going to take that X, and you're going to grow, and you'll feel more satisfaction with your life than ever before. And I'll be there, urging you on. And when you're done, I'll be your first X fuck. I'll be the one to worship your muscles, to suck your gigantic cock, to treat you like the stud-god you are." I left his apartment and had trouble focusing on the drive back. The wildest night of sex ever for me, and the option to change myself into a fantasy. I thought I should be happy, but I felt worry and apprehension. What would my friends - my family - think if I were to do this? I had never told anyone about my desire to be one of them. "But this is my life," I said to no one. Even though I was satisfied in many ways, tonight showed me an excitement and desire I hadn't felt...maybe ever. When I got home, I logged into my computer, found the website, and bought my dose of MassX, and a long men's skirt (Quinn told me I'd need one as pants wouldn't work for me anymore). I waited for it each day, and when it arrived I treated the box gingerly, as though it contained a bomb. "A muscle bomb" I joked to myself. I sent a picture of it to Quinn, and he replied with a heart emoji and a flexed arm. He wanted me to come to his place again so we could record my growth for the website. That Friday evening I went to his place as he wanted me to spend the weekend with him. I took a change of clothes, although when Quinn saw my bag he said I wasn't going to need those anymore. I think he was anticipating this more than me. The vial in the box didn't glow green, but I treated it like it was radioactive. He convinced me to take it that night instead of the next morning. He asked me if I wanted to keep my clothes on and rip out of them, or take them off and see the changes as they happen. I asked Quinn what he wanted and he leered. "Let 'em rip. I wanna see you hulk out and leave them in tatters." I decided to leave a tee shirt and underwear on, as I could donate my jeans. Quinn agreed not to film me, as I didn't feel comfortable with the idea of being nude and having other men see me grow. He made two protein drinks for me, one for now and one for during. I opened the vial, and the smell surprised me. I thought it would be unpleasant, but it was faintly floral. "Bottoms up," I said. "We'll do plenty of that this weekend," Quinn said as I downed the drink. I almost choked from his remark, but I finished it all. I started sipping the protein shake when I felt my GERD kicking in. I burped loudly, and Quinn cheered. "It's kicking in, it won't be long now." As soon as I stopped burping, I felt a wave of heat course throughout my body, as if a fever grabbed hold right then. But I wasn't ill. The heat was nuclear, my cells rapidly expanding, and I was lost in the burning sensations. "Don't pass out, Mill, focus. Focus on the muscle. Focus on the power." I tried my best, but the growth was hitting me from all sides. I drank more of the shake, but I'd feel quivers up my back as it widened, then it would move to my legs as they thickened, to my arms as they bulged. I stood up and felt the tightness of my shirt and briefs, barely containing my expansion. Quinn was getting hard, stroking his giant cock as he watched me joining his clan. "Do it. Flex. Bust out, stud." I moved into a most-muscular pose that I've seen so many bodybuilders do, and I could hear small tears along the seams. I posed again, and the tears were now rips. I hit it one more time and BAM...all that was left of my tee were the sleeves stretched thin over my biceps like straps. I lifted up one titanic arm and snapped it off with the barest of flexes, then I did the same with the other arm. I smirked back at Quinn, whose cock strokes were speeding up. I reached down and cupped my heavy, pendulous pecs. My formerly dime-sized nipples had grown as big as those Canadian $2 coins, and were even more sensitive when I flicked my thumb along them. They sent a jolt of pleasure to my cock...no, my schlong! The weight of my immense genitals could no longer be contained and I heard the seams giving way as I needed to burst out of my underwear as well. I caressed my nipples again, and my meat surged forward. With a loud rip, my gigantic manhood burst free and fell between my thighs, slapping against one knee, then the other. My leg muscles pushed my churning balls forward, heavy with jizz. I took the remains of my underwear and stretched the elastic until it snapped; Quinn almost came as he watched me do that. I took the rest of the first shake and guzzled it down, grabbed the second one, and drank most of it. Then I poured the rest over my pecs and let it run down my cobbled abs and down...down...down my dong. I strode over to Quinn, and I could feel my new ass muscles flex as I walked. I stood over him and said, "Lick it off." Even my voice was muscular. Quinn dropped to his knees and slobbered his tongue all over my meat. It began erecting, growing longer, and thicker, and longer, and thicker! Eighteen inches, then twenty, then it was two feet and wasn't stopping. I think it had to be at least thirty inches by the time I finished hardening. He opened his jaw wider than I thought possible and slid my cockhead in his warm, wet mouth. Inch after inch of me slid further in, and soon I was fucking his throat with foot-long strokes. I withdrew my cock with an audible plop, and he panted, "Fuck, I never imagined you'd be the stud of my dreams." I hoisted him off the ground and mashed my mouth against his. It was my turn to test my jaw. I was surprised how easily I widened my mouth and eased his manhood inside. My gag reflex was missing as I took over half of his hugeness down my throat. His fucking was more gentle, since I was new to size. We worked our way into a standing position while sucking each other (he called this an eleven). Our orgasms were quickly approaching, and he took my cock out of his mouth to tell me to grip his shaft so his explosion wouldn't bruise my insides. I did as he said, and when I came his viselike hands allowed me to cum for a couple of minutes. When I held his, I understood the intensity of his orgasm and chug-a-lugged his jizz. I'm not going to go into the number of times we fucked that weekend, but if I had to count it had to be over twenty. We explored each others' bodies in every room and every crevice. I had never been topped, but to feel his tremendous dong plowing me as we sucked mine together was a moment I never want to forget. He had me lift him while we fucked, and considering he was over four-hundred pounds I stunned myself with the strength of just my cock as I flexed and held him off the ground. When I left, I understood more about the changes to my body; I had to squeeze into my car's front seat and felt cramped the entire way. I spent over an hour in front of the mirror just casually flexing my new muscles. I tried finding things to lift to prove my power, but I knew I would need to visit Quinn's private gym for X'ers. I called him before I went to bed to thank him for my new life. And then he said, "Our new life." It didn't hit me until I'd hung up. Our? Our! Could this be...no, don't jump ahead. This was only one weekend. But, sometimes, that's all it takes... 47 3 1 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Absman420 Posted June 17, 2021 Share Posted June 17, 2021 THRILLED that you've renewed this series! You know how much I love it! 5 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Austinevenson42 Posted June 19, 2021 Share Posted June 19, 2021 Always great to see a continuation to a series through Storyversary, if only we could all get X'd though! 3 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Spandexmuscle Posted June 20, 2021 Share Posted June 20, 2021 FUCK YES! Thank you for this addition to the series. Could this be the start of a series reboot????? Please say yes! Love #hetoo should use that sometime. Super hot as always, thanks Max! 1 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Kymuscleboy Posted June 22, 2021 Share Posted June 22, 2021 SUPER hot! I love that the love interest was a ginger, as I always find good looking gingers super sexy as well. And the transformation process itself was just so well done and fun to read. Now, where do I get my test to see if I'm a candidate to get X'd? Please let me be a match! 1 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Ro20316 Posted June 24, 2021 Share Posted June 24, 2021 On 6/16/2021 at 10:24 PM, MaxMann said: When I left, I understood more about the changes to my body; I had to squeeze into my car's front seat and felt cramped the entire way. I spent over an hour in front of the mirror just casually flexing my new muscles. I tried finding things to lift to prove my power, but I knew I would need to visit Quinn's private gym for X'ers. I called him before I went to bed to thank him for my new life. And then he said, "Our new life." It didn't hit me until I'd hung up. Our? Our! Could this be...no, don't jump ahead. This was only one weekend. But, sometimes, that's all it takes... Yass yass YASSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Kymuscleboy Posted August 3, 2021 Share Posted August 3, 2021 Where are the older MassX stories? I tried searching for them and came up with nothing. The archives are hard to search. So, if they are there, could someone provide the links or (maybe easier) the search string that you type into Google to search the the archives? Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Dodger Posted August 3, 2021 Share Posted August 3, 2021 You can most of them here I believe: MassX. 2 2 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
bigbbny Posted August 6, 2021 Share Posted August 6, 2021 Wow!! 2 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
nypup2train Posted August 6, 2021 Share Posted August 6, 2021 On 8/3/2021 at 1:11 AM, Kymuscleboy said: Where are the older MassX stories? I tried searching for them and came up with nothing. The archives are hard to search. So, if they are there, could someone provide the links or (maybe easier) the search string that you type into Google to search the the archives? On 8/3/2021 at 12:49 PM, Dodger said: You can most of them here I believe: MassX. They're also all in the old-old 2007 MGS offline archive download. But now that the ancient Rapidshare download link has stopped working1 I'm not sure where that can actually be downloaded anymore. (Because rapidshare.com itself is no more. The DNS record for the hostname has been pointed to the address 0.0.0.0, which appears to be treated as localhost on my system.) 1 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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