worship Becoming an Alpha - Part 3A

[britmusclejock]

There's a further part 3b to this story, that doesn't seem to have made it over before the other version of the forum is deleted, so I've reposted it below. Hope that's ok with the author. 

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He didn't protest in the slightest, either.  I pulled him behind me as we exited the cafeteria and entered the performing arts center which was attached to the same building.  There was a private bathroom on the second floor with a locking door, and I was going to take him there.  We stomped up the stairs and fortunately there were very few people around.  The bathroom was unoccupied.

I threw open the door and made sure he was inside with me before letting it shut.  I locked the door.  Before I could even turn around, his hands were feeling up my arms and I almost didn't even want to turn around.  There's just something about having your arms felt.  You can almost feel your own hard muscle under someone else's fingers.  I extended my arms all the way and flexed my triceps, letting the muscle bulge out from behind my arms.

"Fuck," he said, and his hands were instantly upon them.  My cock was throbbing against the door.  

I turned around and saw his brief look of disapproval.  I flexed my arms again, facing him, my biceps once again bulging up against my sleeves in a double bicep pose.  

"Jesus your muscles are hot," he muttered, before he reached out and grasped my arms again, this time with much greater fervor than in the cafeteria.  Feeling his hands on my biceps was incredible.  It's one thing to feel the cloth of my shirt trying to contain my biceps, but feeling someone else's hands against them was even better.  

My cock was aching at this point.  I grabbed his face with my right hand and kissed him hard.  He didn't resist and kissed back, moaning within my mouth as his tongue danced with mine.  I pulled my face off his and said "Blow me.  Right now" as my left hand was already undoing my belt.

He knelt down and helped me finish the job as clinking of the belt buckle echoed off the bathroom walls.  My shorts fell and I was astonished yet again by the sight of my quads.  They weren't huge by any means, but they were definitely thicker.  I deliberately flexed them, though, to see what I was missing when I was walking to the cafeteria earlier.  The individual heads of muscle were almost visible.  And this wasn't lost on him, either, as he took a moment to run his hands along my thighs, squeezing the hard muscle.  My angry throbbing cock wasn't going to be patient for much longer, though, as I thrust myself forward and slapped him in the face with it.  "Suck me, dude," I breathed.  My own behavior was confusing my brain as I was saying things and doing things I would never have done in the past.  My actions seemed to be guided not by my brain, though, but by my throbbing cock.

He didn't waste a moment and instantly had his tongue dancing along my shaft.  He licked the length of its underside which sent shivers down my spine.  "Mmmm" I moaned, and he increased the speed of his licking.

"Fuck, you taste good," he muttered between licks.

"Wait 'til you get to the filling," I said, suddenly pleased with myself for such a swift and witty response.  

"Mmmf" he grunted as he took the head of my cock into his mouth, flitting his tongue all around it.  His hands moved back onto my legs and his fingers were kneading the muscle beneath.  I took this as a sign to flex, and I felt my legs harden into muscular strength.  I watched his hands literally get pushed out by the muscle bulging, but he kept on rubbing the muscle.  It felt amazing.  So fucking good.  It enhanced the feeling my cock was experiencing as his tongue kept its pace licking and flitting around my slit with the head in his mouth.

"Ungh" I grunted in pleasure.  And then he swallowed more of my cock, taking in more of its length.  The heat of his mouth was far more intense than just my hand, with which I'd become all too familiar, which I already knew from my last two blowjobs, but this time it was seemingly more pronounced.  I'd gotten too used to just jerking off.  The pleasure of a blowjob was intensely greater than just masturbating in front of my computer screen.  His tongue was dancing along my shaft, and every few seconds he'd take in a bit more of it.  My cock was apparently pretty big, according to the first dude who sucked me off, and this dude was taking in its length like a champ.  Slurping noises were becoming more pronounced as he continued to suckle on it, and the pleasure only increased.  "Ooof" I grunted again as my entire cock was down his throat.  

"Hmmhf" he moaned as he continued to suck me, feeling my legs, almost massaging them.  It felt sooo fucking good, especially considering the new muscle in my legs.  I could see his own cock was tenting his shorts as he knelt before me, but I wasn't too concerned with it.  It was hot, don't get me wrong, but I was only concerned with achieving my own climactic pleasure.  

I had one hand behind his head, running my fingers through his hair.  He had silky hair, very nice to touch.  But the dual purpose of my hand on his head was to keep his head on my cock, in case he tried to pull off for any reason.  He was going to finish this.  He gave no indication of stopping, but I felt like I should take measures to prevent any attempts he could make to pull away.  I was so close to achieving more growth.  Nothing was going to stop it.  I flexed my other arm for myself.  I was getting really eager for my cock to explode, and seeing my own bicep flex into hardness was enhancing the experience.  The sleeve tightened once again around the muscle, the cloth digging into my skin.  Such a rush to feel that sensation.  "Oh fuck yyyeahhh" I moaned, feeling the pressure building within my balls.  My bicep was so defined.  I don't think it fully sank in yet that it was, in fact, my own arm.  The definition was perfect.  A nice vein was protruding from my skin across the peak of my bulging bicep and I could almost see it throbbing as it pushed my blood through my body, getting ready to feed my muscles with the growth I knew was coming.

"Ommmfff" he moaned again, and I saw his eyes looking at my bicep flexing.  He was a muscle fag, too, just like the last guy who sucked me off.  Of course, I knew that I was a muscle fag.  But now I possessed a body I could easily jerk off to.  And I was getting bigger.  There was a wet spot on his crotch, and I supposed he was leaking pre into his shorts.

I pumped my bicep a few times, enjoying feeling that cloth tighten around it each time.  Fuck yes.  It suddenly occurred to me that my sleeves might bust open in a few moments.  And just that thought alone sent me over the edge.

"Oh god--unghh--here it coooomes..." I grunted and groaned.  My arm fell to my side.  My cocksucker didn't know it, but I meant that in two ways.  My cum, and the growth that will follow.  The pressure reached its zenith.  That telltale feeling when you know you're about to explode cum through your cock.  And I don't mean those weak-ass ejaculations you sometimes get from a lackluster experience.  No.  This one was explosive.  It was the kind that always makes your cock get even harder right before shooting.  It was welling up from deep within my balls, and my cock was about to shoot cum harder than a firehose.

I felt him squeeze the backs of my legs as he braced himself.  He didn't try to pull away, and I was afraid he might when he knew I was going to cum.  He held on.  But I kept my hand behind his head anyway just in case.  I needed him to swallow all of it.  It may not have mattered, but every time I grew, the cocksucker swallowed my load.  I wasn't going to take any chances.

"Oh g--" and my voice caught in my throat as I felt the first explosion launch from my cock.  "Ahh!" I shouted with a somewhat failed attempt at remaining subdued.  I didn't want anyone outside the bathroom to hear too much.  I obviously couldn't see it, but the volley that exploded from my cock felt huge, and he was struggling to gulp and swallow it all.  He didn't gag, though, which was good.  "Don't you--*huff*--spill a drop--AHH" and I shot again, another strong volley right into the back of his throat.  

"MMFF" he made a sound.  I couldn't tell if it was of enjoyment or otherwise, but I didn't care.  

"Fuck yessss" I breathed, before shooting once again.  I could feel the energy creeping into my muscles.  A new show was about to begin.  "Ungghgod," I groaned, as I felt what I assume was one last trailing shot.

I gripped his hair, a clump of it within my hand.  I was glad he had long-ish hair so I could even do this.  I pulled him off my cock, and I realized as it slid out of his mouth that it was just as hard and throbbing as before I came.  He was panting, and I could tell the inside of his mouth was coated with my spunk.  He looked up at me, one eye closed, and I absolutely loved how my forearm was flexing as I held his hair within my hand.  "Watch what you just did to me, little boy," I said with a deliberate attempt at deepening my voice.  Why, though?  I couldn't help but realize I was talking way differently from how I usually would.  'Little boy'?  Did I mean to call him that?  My thoughts on my strangely different demeanor were going to have to wait, because the power within my body was coming to its climax and I knew I was about to grow.

I pulled on his head a little more until he lost his balance and fell backwards, and as I released his hair from my hand, I could feel the first changes happening to my body.

He lay on the cheap tile of the floor of the bathroom and didn't make any attempt to sit up.  I felt my body pulse.  "You're gonna miss the show!" I shouted.  He sat up on his elbows and glanced at me with a bemused expression as I stood there, my breaths shallow but deep.  His tent was still pronounced in his shorts.  My chest was heaving as my cock remained straight up and out, throbbing and still drooling onto the floor.  My shorts remained down around my ankles but that's where I wanted them to stay.  And my shirt... well, I definitely wanted that to stay on.  For now.  I wasn't even going to attempt to reconcile how I was still hard and throbbing.  It felt too good to care.  Nothing beats being hard and horny.

"Ohhh fuck--ngh--yeahhh" I groaned, and I felt it happening.  The shirt suddenly felt tighter around my shoulders and lats, and I could see within my peripheral vision that my shoulders were growing larger; they were spreading ever-so-slightly farther apart.  My cocksucker's eyes widened.  "Fuck yes," I breathed, seeing his reaction.  "Unghh" I grunted as I felt growth entering my chest.  My pecs were definitely swelling as I felt them flexing on their own.  The muscle was bunching up against the fabric of the shirt, and it was tightening even further across my chest.  I looked down, trying to see what was happening, and all I could see was my chest was pushing further and further out.  My growing pecs caused the shirt to ride up and expose my abs.

"Holy fucking shit!" exclaimed my cocksucker.  GOD I needed to learn their names.  I couldn't just keep referring to them as Cocksucker.  Or... maybe I could.  Cocksucker number one, cocksucker number two, and now cocksucker number 3.  They could have their own t-shirts.  I laughed inwardly at myself.  But then I shook my head.  My nerdy personality was rearing its ugly head and I needed to dispel it.

He clambered to his feet, almost tripping over himself twice in the process.  He had to brace himself by putting his hands on the wall, but his eyes never left my body.  He had an almost hungry look in his eyes as he stared at my muscles.  It was lust.  I could see he was gathering his senses, and I felt my abs etching themselves deeper into my lower torso.  My hands ran over my abs, and yes, they were definitely more defined.  Tighter.  Harder. 

I chuckled as I felt the orgasmic pleasure across my body as growth continued to flow through my limbs.  The only way to describe it was like that amazing feeling you get in your cock as it hardens and grows from sensually intense arousal, only in my entire musculature.  My hands wandered lower to right above my crotch, and my fingers traced my developing Adonis belt.  "Fuck yeah," I said again, realizing that was a phrase I'd probably be using a lot.  Adonis belts are so fucking hot, and I had one of my own.

Suddenly my cocksucker reached for me, and I put my hand up to stop him.  "Not yet.  Still--" and I gasped, feeling my ass suddenly tighten as my glutes bulged on their own, growing tighter against the door against which I was still standing, "--grrrrowwwwwingg" I groaned, and I felt my legs flex uncontrollably and I could feel them swelling against each other.  I had to spread my legs wider and I looked down and saw individual heads of muscle in my quads as they defined themselves before our eyes.  "Yessss," I breathed, loving the fact that my legs were achieving the definition I longed for.  My calves bulged bigger as well, adding mass and thickening my lower legs.  I loved how they were tapering up from my thin ankles, creating a stark contrast.  They used to be so skinny.  

My cocksucker looked frustrated as he stood there watching me.  He looked almost frantic, and I could tell he was fighting his desire to worship me.  Me!  What a rush!  His breathing was shallow, and I could see he was leaking profusely into his own shorts as his tent remained ever-prominent.  He wanted so badly to feel my body.

"How the fuck are you doing this?" he asked.

"Just watch," I muttered quietly as I waited for the best part to come.  And it was coming, alright.  That orgasmic erection-like feeling was spreading across my back, and I felt it widening, thickening, made ever-so-more evident by the further tightening of my shirt.  Stress lines were appearing in the cloth as it was being pulled much tighter than it was ever meant for.  I rolled my more bulbous shoulders forward, forcing the shirt to tighten greater across my back, and I heard threads snap.  "Oh yeah, here we go," I said, and repeated the action.  Threads continued snapping, and I could feel the tingling entering my arms.  FUCK.  I rolled my shoulders forward once more and RRIIPPP the shirt tore down the center of my back.

"FUCK!" my cocksucker shouted.  He whipped his hand around his dick without even taking it out of his shorts and started jerking himself.

"More!" I shouted in response, and I actually brought my arms up in front of my face and watched them, waiting for them to follow the rest of my body.  My forearms were pulsing before my eyes, throbbing with each beat of my heart.  And it was beating fast, I was so excited.  Veins were wrapped around them, my muscle-blood fueling the muscle.  They thickened, and I knew the best part was coming.  "Aww fuck yeah," I cockily said, and flexed my arms up into my new favorite pose, double-biceps.  The sleeves tightened around the muscles, and immediately I could tell they were tighter than before.  I straightened my arms, and then flexed again.  The sleeves dug into my skin, trying to contain my biceps as they throbbed and grew bigger.  Threads snapped.  I heard it clearly, and the sound even echoed off the bathroom walls.  I looked at my cocksucker and his hand was furiously jerking his cock through his shorts.  He was panting, and watching me intently as I continued to transform in front of his eyes.  I looked from one bicep to the other, the sleeves still holding on.  I don't know which threads snapped, but more were about to.  I straightened my arms and flexed again, and this time both biceps surged bigger and my sleeves exploded apart, POP!  And two mountains had risen from my arms, exposed entirely, each one with a throbbing vein running across its peak.  "FUCK YES!"

"Oh fuck, oh god," my cocksucker muttered and I glanced back at him to see him still jerking, but a large wet spot growing on his shorts.  "Ohh fuck," he grunted again, and I saw his jerking stop, but his hand continued to grip his bulge through his shorts.  His whole body appeared rigid as he stood there, his eyes closed.

Seeing this dude's cock just go apeshit over my growth sent me over yet another edge as my still hard, throbbing, drooling cock exploded once more.  "OHHH FUCK!" I hollered as I felt the explosion well up almost instantly and shoot from my dick, spraying my cocksucker right in the face with the first long, hot, white rope of cum.  And then another shot, not as big as the first, but large enough that it almost reached him.  And then one more, before it turned into a dribble as cum just puddled all over the floor.  And... holy shit, I looked down at my cock and did it... look bigger?  I'd have to explore that some more later.  Right now, I had a shirt on that was ruined, a large tear down the back and sleeves that were ripped to shreds, and shorts I wasn't sure would fit over my thicker legs.  And a little cocksucker covered in my cum and some of his own.  

Oh boy.  How do we get out of this situation without drawing any attention?  I felt my insecurities creeping back into my brain as I started thinking of how this might go if someone catches us walking out of a bathroom together with cum all over the place.  

"Shit" I seethed as I bent over and pulled my shorts up my muscled legs.  I moved slow to make sure I didn't accidentally rip them.  And, as I brought them up over my quads, I was relieved that they still fit, the stretchy cloth containing them.  My thin waist was of no concern, but where my legs were thickest definitely showed through the shorts, now.  My cocksucker was stirring, as well, and I was almost concerned he might've passed out since he was so quiet.  But he was attempting to wipe away the cum from his face with some toilet paper.  He saw me looking at him.

"Fuck, dude, how did you do that?"

"I legit don't know, man.  I just grow when my cock is sucked."

"Hottest thing I've ever seen in my life."

"Hottest thing I've ever felt in my life.  Not even a week ago I was a skinny twig.  Then I got my first blowjob.  And then another.  And now the one you just gave me."  I flexed to accentuate my new musculature and my bicep exploded from my arm.  It was so hot.  To see that muscle which was only just a bump on my arm not long ago.  "Fuck yeah," I muttered to myself.  The muscle on my body made me forget the possible embarrassment over what transpired in here.  I looked into the mirror and saw a jock looking back.  

"Hey, uh, think we could leave separately?  I just wanna make sure no questions arise as to why two dudes were in the bathroom together.  Not that I care, I just don't wanna waste my time answering them."  I continued to look into the mirror.  I tucked my fingers into my torn collar and watched my forearms flex as I ripped it apart, rending my shirt down the center and watched my torso come into full view.  "FUCK," I said aloud, looking at two thick pecs, a clear six-pack, round shoulders with visible striations, and even traps.  I had that coveted V-taper going, too.  FUCK, I was hot! My arms bulged at my sides as I held the rag that was once my shirt.

"But--" he started to protest, I assume.

"Thanks, bro.  Here--" I tossed the rag that was once my shirt at him, and it landed over his head and face, "--use that to clean up.  I'll see ya around, alright?" and I unlocked the door and walked out of the bathroom, my bare torso on display for all to see.  I didn't even care.

The few people who were even around looked, of course, but no one complained.  In fact, almost every look I got was one of lust or pure wonder.  I felt myself strutting as I walked.  My mind, at first, wanted to correct myself and walk normally, but the thought quickly dissipated.  I deserved to strut.  I was hot.  And, as I exited the building into the hot sunlight, I realized a tan would look really good.  And I realized something else.  

I definitely did leave the building even bigger than when I entered.

[pasidious]

Thank you @britmusclejock I didn't realize the second half of this didn't survive.

[Xyggurat]

20 hours ago, pasidious said:

Thank you @britmusclejock I didn't realize the second half of this didn't survive.

Hopefully its restoration is good motivation to continue.

[pasidious]

13 hours ago, Xyggurat said:

Hopefully its restoration is good motivation to continue.

Haha... sometimes I worry I've lost my ability to even write.  I've sat down to write so much in the past several months and nothing has really taken off.  That certainly isn't to say I won't continue trying!

[britmusclejock]

Love to read more from you!

[EdBrock7]

Very good story, I'm liking the direction you're taking, hopefully soon read that blowjob and muscle growth in the protagonist

[Xyggurat]

4 hours ago, pasidious said:

Haha... sometimes I worry I've lost my ability to even write.  I've sat down to write so much in the past several months and nothing has really taken off.  That certainly isn't to say I won't continue trying!

Welcome to my life.

[tallishlifter]

This is one of my favorite stories on here. Great job, and I hope you have time/inspiration for the next chapter one day.

[pasidious]

20 hours ago, tallishlifter said:

This is one of my favorite stories on here. Great job, and I hope you have time/inspiration for the next chapter one day.

I do want to continue this.  Badly.  I want to make him the biggest alpha alive by the time he’s done.

[Azerreza]

12 minutes ago, pasidious said:

I do want to continue this.  Badly.  I want to make him the biggest alpha alive by the time he’s done.

OMG! This teasing from hell!!! The hardest part will be waiting but I already know it will be worth it!