Popular Post marius777 Posted January 27 Popular Post Share Posted January 27 Hi everyone! So I know a number of you are eager for me to write another chapter of The Beach House, and I do still intend to finish it. But I'm honestly feeling kind of stuck with it at the moment. As I was trying to work on it, an idea for another, much shorter story came to me, and I've decided not to fight where my inspiration is leading me and to write this first before coming back to The Beach House. I hope you enjoy reading this in the meantime until I can finish my other project! Chapter 1 “Aaron, why are you wearing a fucking dress shirt?” Leo asked as he, Jake, and Aaron sat down at their usual booth. Aaron blinked in surprise – he clearly hadn’t been expecting such a confrontational greeting. “Why shouldn’t I be?” Aaron asked defensively, compulsively raising a hand to straighten his carefully parted brown hair. “Because it makes you look like a pretentious jackass,” Leo responded swiftly, eliciting a round of giggles from a group of girls sitting behind them. He went on. “I mean, really. Who dresses up for lunch? If you were at school or work, I’d get it. But who are you trying to impress here? Or do you just like being hot and uncomfortable?” “I’m sorry that I like to look good,” Aaron said, crossing his slender arms on the table in front of him. “You don’t look good.” Leo replied. “You look like total loser who dresses up to go out to lunch with his friends.” As they continued to bicker, Jake smiled to himself, having seen this kind of interaction play out a million times. Leo had always been something of a goofball and loved to push people’s buttons, especially Aaron’s. It was honestly a miracle that he had managed to put up with Leo’s antics for so long, but there was just something special about the dynamic between the three of them that had kept them together ever since they were kids, despite their differences. Jake was really going to miss them during their first semester of college this fall. Eventually, the arguing was interrupted by the appearance of their server, who took their orders and then disappeared into the kitchen. Once she was gone, Leo opened his mouth, probably intending to find a new way to needle Aaron, but just as he was about to speak, he was suddenly distracted by something behind Jake. As he saw Leo’s eyes widen, Jake turned around and immediately understood what had captured his attention. A man had just walked in through the door. He was bald, bearded, and ridiculously tall, easily 6’5, maybe taller, and he was also insanely jacked. He was wearing a tight black t-shirt that left absolutely nothing to the imagination about the body underneath. He had huge, cannonball biceps that looked like they were about the split the seams of his sleeves, shoulders so wide he looked like he could barely fit through the door behind him, and forearms as thick as tree trunks. His pecs were massive, and they overhung a set of cobblestone abs that were easily visible through the shirt. He had to be the most muscular man Jake had ever seen. “Look at that guy!” Leo breathed, staring unashamedly at the man as he made his way over to a booth a few rows away from them. “He has to be an Alpha, doesn’t he?” “Definitely,” Jake said, struggling to ignore the twinge of envy he felt as the man reached over to grab the menu at his table, causing his triceps to bulge into an enormous horseshoe. This was actually Jake’s first time ever seeing an Alpha in person, but he knew a lot about them – they had covered the topic in history class last year. Around a century ago, the military had decided to experiment with gene editing to see if they could engineer humans with physical capabilities beyond what was attainable by normal humans. And they succeeded. The result of their experimentation was essentially a subspecies of humans optimized for strength and speed. Their muscle fibers were more efficient and much more responsive to training, making them capable of reaching strength levels far beyond what a normal human could achieve, even through the use of performing enhancing drugs. They were also quite a bit taller on average, had faster response times, a greater VO2 max, and denser bones. However, despite the success of the project, it was eventually abandoned due to ethical considerations. One concern had to do with the risks associated with the gene editing process; although it succeeded in a significant number of cases, the fail rate was high, and those who underwent the failed procedures often ended up with severe health complications, which sometimes proved fatal. So the military halted its experiments, but that wasn’t the end of the story because the synthesized Alpha gene eventually made its way from a few of the successes into the general population, where it continued to exist at a very low frequency. And not only was the gene itself rare, but it was also recessive, so in order to actually express it, you had to have two copies. As a result, the total number of Alphas in the world was very low. “Man,” Leo said, finally tearing his eyes away from the man. “Wouldn’t it be amazing to be an Alpha? It must feel like you’re a fucking superhero!” “Yeah,” Jake said absently, still fixated on the massive muscles bulging all along the man’s arms. “You know, Jake,” Leo said, turning to him with a grin. “I think it’s possible you actually are. We’re about the right age for the signs to start showing up, and you’ve been getting pretty buff recently.” “Oh, come on, Leo,” Jake said, with a laugh, finally looking away from the man. “You think I look anything like that?” “Maybe not yet,” Leo said. “But you could just be starting to show. I wouldn’t be surprised if you’re a monster like that guy when you come back from college next summer.” “Stop pulling my leg, Leo,” Jake said, rolling his eyes. But secretly he was very pleased by this suggestion. The truth was that Jake had spent more time that he’d like to admit fantasizing about being an Alpha. He’d been an athlete his whole life and was very competitive, so the idea of being in a completely different league from the rest of his peers was incredibly alluring for him. But Jake knew that, as cool as it would be, it was extremely unlikely to happen – he’d have a better chance of getting struck by lightning. “I’m serious!” Leo said. “You’re looking really swole! Let me see those guns.” Jake rolled his eyes again at this request, but he pushed up a sleeve and gave his arm a flex. It obviously didn’t hold a candle to the Alpha, but it was actually pretty impressive by normal standards, something that Jake was very proud of. As he flexed, his bicep balled up into a nice peak, complete with a thick vein down the middle. “Wow, that’s getting huge!” Leo exclaimed, extending a hand to squeeze the muscle. “And it’s super hard!” Jake kept his arm flexed for a few more moments to let Leo get in a good feel. This was hardly the first time Leo had felt up his biceps; Jake first noticed him getting interested in his muscles a few months after he started lifting, and the flexing requests had now become a frequent occurrence. It was obvious that Leo was very attracted to him, but, even though the feeling wasn’t mutual, Jake did actually enjoy the attention, so he indulged Leo’s fascination with his physique. “Why would you even want to be an Alpha, though?” Aaron asked once Leo had finished feeling Jake’s arm. “You would be disqualified from playing on your college’s lacrosse team and would lose your scholarship.” Aaron did have a point. Because of the enormous physical advantages they possessed, Alphas were not allowed to compete in athletic competitions. It was permitted for a few years, but it quickly became clear that a ban was necessary because Alphas without much training in their sport were just destroying the competition in high-level sporting events. Their participation was especially problematic in contact sports like lacrosse because they were so strong that it was very easy for them to unintentionally injure their opponents. These problems, in spite of their low numbers, led to laws preventing them from competing in official competitions at any level. “Yeah, that’s true,” Jake said. “But I feel like if I had the choice, it would be a sacrifice that I’d be willing to make. Being super strong and fast would just be too cool to turn down.” “I don’t understand why,” Aaron said bluntly. “Seems like it would just create problems for you.” Jake didn’t really expect Aaron to understand. He was a very cerebral guy who never really got the appeal of grinding in the gym to beat your personal best on the bench or on the track to beat your last mile time. He'd never felt the rush that comes with realizing that you are the biggest and strongest guy in the room. The only kind of self-improvement that Aaron was interested in was completely different in nature; he’d spent the past four years focused on getting good grades and setting himself up to get into a good college. And it had definitely paid off – he was going to M.I.T. in the fall. But his single-minded concentration on his own goals also sometimes prevented him from relating to other people’s desires and ambitions. “I guess,” Jake said. A few moments later, the server came back with their food, and their conversation came to an end. - - - Although he knew Leo had just been entertaining a fantasy when he suggested that Jake might be an Alpha, the idea kept hovering around at the back of Jake’s mind for the rest of the day. Later that night, as Jake was getting undressed to take a shower, he stopped to take a good look at his body in the mirror. He honestly thought he looked great. His pecs were really starting to fill out, and his abs looked more defined than he’d ever seen them. He ran a hand through his mop of shaggy blond hair and noted the way his bicep swelled with the motion. After spending a few more moments spent staring in the mirror, he decided to measure himself; if he was getting taller, that would be a better indication that something was up. He went back into his room to get a pencil and a tape measure. He lined himself up against the wall, drew a little mark level with the top of his head, measured the height of the mark, and was shocked to discover that he was now 5’11, a whole inch taller than the last time he’d measured himself! He tried not to get his hopes up too much; he knew that this was all probably just a result of a late growth-spurt combined with his hard work in the gym. But it was hard to extinguish the little spark of hope he felt that there was a chance there was something more going on. Who knew? Anything could happen . . . 40 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
arpeejay Posted January 27 Share Posted January 27 More please! Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
pasidious Posted January 27 Share Posted January 27 At first, I thought this was going to be a one-shot story, and we'd see Aaron ripping his way through those nice clothes he was wearing. Either way, I'm really liking where this is going. 1 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
citizenies Posted January 27 Share Posted January 27 Cant wait for the next part/s ~ 1 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
studio77 Posted January 28 Share Posted January 28 Amazing start.can’t wait until he returns home to surprise his mates 1 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
asianman2410 Posted January 28 Share Posted January 28 Awesome set up. Love the idea. I hope for a continuation 1 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
xmrr20a Posted January 28 Share Posted January 28 Can't wait for more. Awesome story! 1 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Popular Post marius777 Posted January 29 Author Popular Post Share Posted January 29 Chapter 2 As the summer was coming to an end, it was soon time for Jake to head off to college. He was honestly pretty nervous about the upcoming move; living away from home for the first time and adjusting to life as a college student was going to be a big transition. But he was also excited. Excited to make new friends, have more freedom, and to just have fun living life as a young adult. After he moved into his new dorm and started getting into the swing of his first semester, Jake found that he didn’t have much space in his head to think about Leo’s conjecture that he might be an Alpha. He was so busy juggling classes and lacrosse that he just didn’t have the time for idle daydreams. What little free time he did have he spent hanging out with the guys in his fraternity. He typically spent his weekends partying, sometimes drinking a little more than he should have, and then frantically trying to finish up his work for class on Monday. But, as the year progressed, he couldn’t help but notice that his body was undergoing some nice improvements. His lifts were going up, and he was putting on weight, not quickly, but steadily. Of course, that could all just have been from his lacrosse workouts and the ample dining hall food that he had access to, but, regardless of where it came from, he was pleased with the way his body was developing. His arms were bigger than ever (16 inches wasn’t far away!), and he loved how his chest looked in his shirts; he could barely fit in some of them now! He looked and felt better than he ever had before, and he couldn’t wait to see how much more progress he would make. - - - And then, before he knew it, the year had ended, and it was time for Jake to return home for the summer. He was sad to leave because he was having fun in college and had made a lot of great friends, but he was also eager to reconnect with Leo and Aaron. They had tried to keep up with each other for the first few weeks of the year, but the distance between them combined with how busy they all were figuring out their new lives had caused them to lose touch. By the end of the year, it actually had been months since Jake had last spoken to either of them. So, because it had been so long since he had talked to his old friends, the first thing he did when he arrived back home was to text them and ask if they wanted to hang out. The other two were equally excited to reconnect, and so they agreed to hang out in Leo’s basement the following day as they used to do every weekend in high school. Jake would have suggested that they hang out right then, but it was kind of late and he was tired from traveling all day. So as soon as they finished making their arrangements, Jake took a shower and went to bed, excited for the next day. When he woke up the following morning, he found that he had a text message from Leo waiting for him: Hey, what’s taking you so long? Aaron’s already here! Jake frowned, confused. He quickly typed out a reply: Didn’t we say we were meeting at 11? Leo’s response came almost immediately: Yeah, but Aaron came early. Get over here as soon as you can! Jake rolled his eyes, and smiled. Typical Aaron. It wasn’t enough for him to be on time; he always had to be early. But why was Leo so eager for Jake to get there? They had the whole day ahead of them. But even though he didn’t understand the urgency, Jake rolled out of bed and got dressed as quickly as he could. Since he was going to be seeing Leo in a few minutes, Jake decided to put on the shirt that accentuated his muscles the best; he was looking forward to seeing his reaction. “Leo’s gonna freak when he sees me,” Jake said to himself with a cocky grin, admiring himself in the mirror and giving his meaty pecs a small bounce. The difference between his present physique and his physique from a year ago wasn’t dramatic, but Jake was sure Leo would notice; he always gushed profusely about how much bigger Jake’s muscles looked whenever he gained a little size. A few minutes later, Jake had gone down the stairs, eaten a quick breakfast, and was out the door. Leo’s house was a pretty short drive away, only about fifteen minutes, so it wasn’t long before he was pulling into the driveway. He got out of the car, rang the doorbell, and waited, excited to see how Leo would react to the improvements to his physique. But when Leo opened the door to let him in, he got a very different reaction from what he was expecting. “Finally! What took you so long?” Leo asked, barely sparing him a glance before stepping back to let Jake in through the door. “I came as fast as I could,” Jake said once he was standing inside the house. He was confused by Leo’s impatience and also disappointed that he hadn’t reacted at all to Jake’s physique. “What’s all the rush about?” Jake asked as he followed Leo down the hall. “Just wait,” Leo said, as he made his way to the stairs that led down to the basement. “You’re gonna lose your shit!” His voice was trembling with barely contained excitement. Now intensely curious about the source of Leo’s agitation, Jake followed him down the stairs and saw nothing remarkable in the room, just Aaron sitting on the couch. “Leo, what is it that . . . ?” Jake started to ask, but then Aaron stood up, and Jake’s mouth fell open in shock. To say that Aaron had gone through an insane growth spurt would be an understatement. Not only was he now much taller than the last time Jake had seen him, but Aaron’s formerly scrawny build had also filled out with lean muscle. Thick protruding veins snaked all along his long, muscular forearms and ran over a pair of bulging biceps that barely fit in the sleeves of his shirt. His shoulders were large and round, and his pecs formed a firm, squared-off shelf that strained the fabric covering them. “Hey, Jake!” Aaron said. “It’s good to see you again!” While Jake was struggling to find words to respond, Aaron walked over and pulled him into a hug. The sheer strength Jake felt as he was surrounded by Aaron’s firm muscles was enough to take his breath away. He then failed to suppress an audible gasp as he felt himself actually being lifted a few inches off the ground. Jake used to do this to Aaron all the time back in high school, much to Aaron’s chagrin, and feeling Aaron do it to him so effortlessly now was making his head spin. After he had set Jake back on the ground and let him go, Aaron flashed him a wide, toothy smile; he was obviously enjoying Jake’s stunned reaction. Once Jake had recovered just enough of his composure to speak, he managed to stutter a few inarticulate questions. “Aaron? What . . . ? How did you . . .?” Jake stammered, looking up at his friend and realizing that Aaron now stood several inches above him. “Well, it turns out I’m an Alpha!” Aaron said proudly, puffing out his brawny chest. “Can you believe it?” Leo asked, looking up at Aaron with an expression of unbridled awe. “Of all people, Aaron ended up being an Alpha?” “Hey, what’s that supposed to mean?” Aaron asked in feigned indignation. He crossed his arms to accentuate his rippling muscles and took a step towards Leo, which caused Leo to shrink back immediately. Jake thought he detected a little genuine fear in his eyes. “Fuck,” Leo breathed as he took in Aaron’s imposing frame. “I need to be careful what I say around you now. You could snap me in half like a pencil.” “More like a toothpick,” Aaron said, grinning and turning to look at Jake for approval of his quip. But Jake wasn’t ready to start cracking jokes yet. “Okay, I really need some more explanation here,” Jake said. “When did all of this happen?” “Why don’t we sit down, and I’ll tell you the full story,” Aaron said, turning to walk back over to the couch. Once they were seated, Aaron began to explain what had happened: “I first started to realize something was up about halfway through the Fall semester. My clothes were suddenly getting too small, and I grew like three inches taller in a month. I thought that was really strange, so I went to the doctor. She ran a few tests on me, and I tested positive for the Alpha gene. I couldn’t really believe it at first, but I went digging through old family records and found that I have ancestors on both sides of my family who were among the original group of genetically engineered Alphas. I’m just the first to express the gene in my family in generations.” “And when did you start packing on all this muscle?” Leo asked, squeezing one of Aaron’s biceps in wonder. Aaron grinned sheepishly and flexed in response to Leo’s admiration. Jake’s eyes widened in shock as he watched the muscle swell up into a huge, rounded peak. It was obvious that Aaron’s biceps were at least one, maybe two inches bigger than Jake’s, and while a little of Jake’s arm size could admittedly be attributed to fat, Aaron’s was all from pure lean muscle. “Well,” Aaron said with an amused smile as Leo gaped at his arm. “After I found out I was an Alpha, I decided it would be a good idea for me to start working out because I thought it would be a waste for me to have a ton of athletic potential and to just not take advantage of it. So I started lifting weights and dabbled in a few physical hobbies like rock climbing. I always hated that sort of stuff before, but now it was a lot easier for me and I grew to really enjoy pushing my body to its limit. And it didn’t take long before I started seeing results from all the training I was doing; I was really amazed by how quickly I put on muscle.” There was a brief silence after Aaron finished speaking, but it was quickly broken by Leo. “Hey, Jake!” Leo suddenly said, acknowledging him for the first time since they’d come down to the basement. “Why don’t you try arm wrestling Aaron? I want to see the two of you go at it now that Aaron has gotten so jacked!” Aaron looked over at Jake and smiled, raising his eyebrows questioningly. He clearly approved of Leo’s suggestion. Arm wrestling Aaron was about the last thing Jake wanted to do at the moment, but he didn’t want to look like a coward, so he reluctantly agreed. He and Aaron got up from the couch, walked over the wooden table in the center of the room, and kneeled on either side of it. From the moment they grabbed each other’s hands, it was obvious to Jake that he was at a huge disadvantage; it was hard for him to even find a comfortable angle on the table because of how much longer Aaron’s forearms were. Their physical proximity in this position also allowed Jake to see the size difference between their arms much more clearly; in addition to being longer, Aaron’s forearm was noticeably thicker than Jake’s, and his bicep really put Jake’s to shame. Once they were both in position, Leo started to count down: “Three, two, one, go!” As soon as he heard “go,” Jake pushed with all his might, hoping he might catch Aaron off guard. But it felt like he was pushing against a wall; Aaron’s arm just wouldn’t budge. Aaron allowed Jake to struggle in vain for a few moments, resisting his exertions with no discernable effort. Then, once he felt he’d waited long enough, he slammed Jake’s arm down against the table, easily overpowering his futile resistance. No one was particularly surprised by this outcome given that Aaron was now significantly more muscular than Jake, but then Leo had another idea: “Okay, but what if Jake gets to use two arms?” he asked Aaron excitedly. “Do you think you could still beat him?” “Oh, come on, Leo,” Jake said, rolling his eyes. “Of course he couldn’t.” Jake realized that Aaron was a lot stronger than him now, that much was obvious. But Jake was no wimp either; he seriously doubted that Aaron had already become so strong that he could do something like that, and he honestly felt pretty offended by the suggestion. But Leo insisted, and so Jake agreed, realizing this could actually be a good chance to redeem himself. They got into position again, this time with both of Jake’s hands clasped around just one of Aaron’s. Leo counted down again, and the match began. The moment Jake started to push, a pit formed in the bottom of his stomach as he realized he had seriously underestimated Aaron. Even with the addition of a second arm, Jake had no hope of getting Aaron to budge. He gave it his all and strained until he was red in the face, but Aaron just grinned and held his arm perfectly still; it didn’t look like he was even trying. And then once again, after letting Jake struggle for a few moments, Aaron easily overpowered both of Jake’s arms with one push and forced them down against the table. After the match was over, Jake felt like he was going to die from embarrassment. Never before had he been so thoroughly outmatched and overpowered. Jake had always been a pretty strong guy and was used to winning these sorts of contests. But compared to Aaron’s strength, Jake’s was an absolute joke. And the disparity was only going to get more pronounced from here. Aaron had only just started developing his Alpha traits less than a year ago; he hadn’t had time to reach his full size and strength yet. Jake didn’t even want to consider how much bigger Aaron would be in another year from now – the thought made him feel sick. “Aaron, that was absolutely insane!” Leo exclaimed, positively bursting with excitement. “You’re a fucking monster!” Aaron smiled broadly, clearly very pleased with himself. Then, not wanting to be a sore winner, Aaron turned to Jake and said, “Hey, good match, man,” and held out his hand for him to take. But Jake turned around and ignored him, pretending he hadn’t heard. He felt so humiliated that he couldn’t stand to look at Aaron, and tears were even starting to well up at the corners of his eyes. He had to get away from Aaron as soon as he could. “You know what guys, I think I’m gonna need to go now,” Jake said, fighting to keep his voice steady. “I’ll catch you later.” “But you just got here?” Aaron asked, confused. “Yeah, but I just remembered that I need to help my mom with the groceries,” Jake said, not caring how lame the excuse was. “I’ll see you around.” “Jake, is everything okay?” Aaron asked, a note of concern creeping into his voice. “Yeah, fine,” Jake said stiffly, not meeting Aaron’s gaze. “Bye.” And with that, Jake headed up back up the stairs and out of the house. 37 2 1 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
studio77 Posted January 29 Share Posted January 29 Amazing twist loved it 1 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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