His Seed (Chapters One - Twelve)

[londonboy]

It had been a month and there had been no call, no message . . . not even a fly-by.  Jimmy snapped the picture at the gym and immediately posted it on all of his social media platforms.  He was hoping it would be seen.  He was looking for some answers.  He also longed for another round between the sheets, too.  It had been so powerful, so raw, and completely masculine.  He figured all the changes were from his ass accepting the powerful man’s seed, so that just made him want more.  Accepted – that word was wrong.  It implied he might have had a choice or he could have prevented the penetration.  There had been no chance of that.  

Jimmy looked into the mirror and flexed his left arm.  It was bigger . . . bigger than it had been yesterday.  And it was much bigger than it had been a month ago.  Knowing how to flex your arm just came with the growth, it seemed.  Jimmy had always been small and his arms had been very skinny.  He twisted is wrist and watched the still unfamiliar bulge knot up larger with jagged veins snaking across it.  He felt a twinge at his crotch . . . and he wondered if bodybuilders got excited by their own muscles.  They must, he guessed.  A grunt escaped his mouth as he flexed harder.  Grunting was definitely new.  It used to be that co-workers used to complain about high pitched yelps he’d release when he was frustrated.  Now, he grunted.  It was one of those deep belly grunts that big men did when they were lifting something heavy or twisting a large wrench around a stubborn bolt.  

Jimmy thought back to waking up the morning after a glorious night of being stuffed again and again by the hardest thing in the world . . . or maybe even the universe.  Jimmy knew that the cock that had plowed him could definitely lift mountains, but it hadn’t hurt him in any way . . . well, that is, after the initial shock of being penetrated by something so big.  He had immediately known he was alone in his bed.  You can’t help but notice when such a powerful being is no longer there.  Jimmy loved how his ass still tightened with pleasure.  The memory of the plowing making his face blush red.  But what Jimmy noticed the most was a feeling of pure energy coursing through his body.  It made him want to do push-ups, chin-ups, and even join a gym.  Jimmy had never thought about joining a gym.  His geeky body had never been near any kind of weights.  But today, he had the urge to watch his arms lift dumbbells and barbells.  He wanted to run on a treadmill for more than two hours.  He wanted to climb to mountaintops on stair machines and anything else that made his body work out.  These thoughts made his ass tighten with even more pleasure.  His cock was lengthening against the mattress.  He put his toes flat against the bed and pushed off with his skinny arms, amazed that he found the power to do it.  He held his body in this position for a few seconds – loving how alert and strong he felt.  He also noticed that his cock, nicknamed ‘Beast,’ seemed harder than it ever had before.  Jimmy glanced down and saw that it seemed bigger . . . thicker . . . and definitely more powerful than ever in his entire life.  

“Beast, what’s gotten into you?” he said to his engorged endowment.  

His cock was sticking straight out from his body, looking strong and potent.  As Jimmy gazed at it, a drop of thick, creamy pre-cum leaked out of the slit and plopped onto the sheet below.  Jimmy grunted with pleasure and that had been the first time he had ever made the sound.  He liked how he sounded, though.  His balls tightened wildly and his cock seemed to become harder.  Jimmy had a thought and the thought excited him tremendously.  He lowered his body slowly, amazed again that his tiny arms could support him in this way . . . and for this long.  He pressed the tip of his lead-pipe-like dick against the bed, loving how rigid it felt.  Before he even did it, he knew it would be possible.  He easily raised his hands off the bed so that his entire body was supported by just his toes and his hard-as-hell cock.  Balancing was not a problem.  He felt the strength of his mighty penis and it made him throw his arms into a double-biceps pose without even thinking about it.  Jimmy had never flexed his arms, but the power radiating from his groin and shooting throughout his body just made him want to do it.  He stayed that way for  a couple of minutes, even twitching his cock so his body moved forward and backward above the bed. 

And that’s when Jimmy had erupted.  He had been so preoccupied by the fact that his normally little, flimsy penis was supporting his entire body that he didn’t realize his balls had started pulsing hard for an explosion.  There was no way Jimmy could have predicted what would happen next.  Since the head of his cock was smashed into the bed, it had been like firing a gun with the end of the barrel against the wall.  With the first big expulsion of thick cum from his cock, Jimmy had gone flying into the air.  He found himself standing up on the bed.  His ejaculation had been powerful enough to thrust him into the air.  The second volley of hot cum hit the wall above the headboard of the bed and actually sent chunks of drywall flying.   His second ejaculation had actually put a hole in the wall – as did his third and fourth.  Without even realizing he was doing it, Jimmy had put his hands on his hips as he orgasmed, making him look like some kind of pornographic superhero wiping out villains with his cum.  When he had finally soaked most of his sheet with a mighty load and his still-extended, rock-hard cock was just dribbling out some last thick drops, Jimmy noticed how powerful the aroma of his cum was.  It was like the smell had been enhanced one-hundred fold.  Jimmy looked down at his cock.

“Beast, what have you become?” he asked, amazed beyond belief at what had just happened.  

It hadn’t taken rocket science to figure out what had happened, Jimmy was asking a rhetorical question.  Super seed rocketing into his chute had changed him . . . empowered him.  Jimmy tried to remember how many times the big man had ejaculated into him the night before, but it was too numerous to remember.  As he jumped off the bed, Jimmy assumed it had all been planned.  He remembered the sex as intense, but maybe a better word would be ‘intentional.’  The sex had been meant to impregnate Jimmy with new power.  That was clear.  Suddenly, it dawned on the young man that maybe his entire body was like his cock.  He walked over to the big ten-drawer piece of furniture that was against the wall.  He bent over and put one hand under it.  Jimmy’s cock stayed hard at the thought of what he was about to do.  Jimmy lifted, but nothing happened.  The thing didn’t move.  Jimmy looked at his still-skinny arm and instantly knew it was just his cock that was powerful.   That revelation gave him another idea.  He walked around to the side of the wooden chest of drawers.  He bent his legs a little, while placing the tip of his cock against the wood.  Jimmy thrust his hips forward and immediately heard wood splintering as his cock shoved a hole into the side of the big wooden chest.  More grunts escaped his mouth as Jimmy stood up and the big chest went upward, as well.  Things rolled off the top and hit the floor.  Jimmy twitched his cock up and down, watching the furniture move in the same way as his powerful penis.  He put the chest back down on the ground and pulled his hard cock out of it.  Splinters of wood fell to the floor.  Jimmy looked down at his still rigid meat.

“Well, Beast, at least the name fits now,” Jimmy said, laughing.  

That had just been the first morning, which had been a month ago.  Jimmy had gotten no calls, no texts, not even flowers thanking him for such a nice evening.  To say that Jimmy was now sick with puppy love would have been an understatement.  The big man’s seed was almost all Jimmy thought about. He longed to be held in those powerful arms and taken roughly, again, as he had been on that first and only night.  Jimmy had certainly not been a virgin at that point, but the sex definitely felt like it was the first time.  There are poundings and then there are super poundings . . . and what Jimmy had experienced had definitely been the most super pounding of all time.  He instinctively knew it.  He gazed at his body in the mirror of the gym, again.  So much had changed since the incredibleness of that first day.  He tightened his chest, just to see the striations flare out over his pecs.  I’m certainly not a dweeb anymore, Jimmy thought as he looked at his body.  Far from it.  It took some effort for Jimmy to remember his earlier self . . . when he was skinny and weak.  It had only been a month, but the changes had been so dramatic . . . and he had already gotten very used to the new guy he saw in the mirror.  
 

 

[Floridaboi]

Amazing. Now I want to see jimmy pick up some gym twinks and rock their shit. 

[Xmanjakob]

A good day is any day when I come on this site (or should I say cum lol) and find a new story by Londonboy. A great start; hope there's more soon!

[londonboy]

Chapter Two

The big man hadn’t been at work that day – after Jimmy had finally gotten his cock to deflate by taking a long cold shower and went to the office.  It was announced that he was taking a much needed sabbatical.  Jimmy was confused . . . as were all of the big man’s co-workers.  Of course, none of them knew that the guy was THE big man, but they still found it odd he hadn’t said anything about his departure.  Jimmy wondered if it had been planned or had it happened on the spur of the moment.  There was something going on and Jimmy was as clueless as everyone else, even though he had spent a blissful night of sex with the man.  It was hard to focus at work that day, after all that had happened over the last twenty-four hours.  Well, that, and the fact that he had to step into the bathroom four times during an eight hour workday to release some major sexual tension.  Before receiving the big man’s seed, Jimmy had been a once-a-week kind of guy when it came to orgasms.  He had actually named his penis Beast in hopes that it would give the thing some more confidence and rise to the occasion more often – so to speak.  Nothing, however, could have prepared him for the intense release the Beast demanded multiple times that day.  He’d get a little bit of a warning that the need was growing – a heavy tingling in his balls and a more-than-noticeable pulsing of his cock, but that was it.  Less than ten minutes later, he’d be bent over at his desk reeling from the powerful ecstasy pulsating from his crotch.  A few uncontrolled deep grunts in his cubicle had caused him to go flying to the bathroom before he had an accident he wouldn’t be able to hide.  Thankfully, the restroom had been empty all four times he had spewed the walls of the farthest stall from the door, or people might have thought he was some kind of monster come to destroy the bathroom.  For that was what it sounded like.  And then there was the hunger.  Jimmy ate constantly, all day long.  He raided the snack machine, he ate a humongous lunch, and devoured even more food during the multiple coffee breaks he had taken during the day.  Luckily, no one noticed, since he was such a non-entity to most people in the office.  For once, Jimmy was happy to be the nerd no one really conversed with.  

On the way home he stopped by a gym that was nearby and paid a butt-load of money for a membership.  The timid Jimmy of a day ago wouldn’t have even set foot in a gym.  That guy had no idea what to do and was too embarrassed about his tiny frame to even ask for help.  Jimmy walked in proudly, however, and didn’t even mind the snicker that the big guy behind the counter did not try to hide as he took Jimmy’s credit card.  Jimmy was sure the big dufus thought the little man in front of him wouldn’t last a week lifting weights and that taking his money was so easy.  Somehow, being able to poke your hard rod through solid wood made Jimmy a little more secure . . . well, actually, a lot more secure.  He looked around the gym for a while and was amazed by the fact that nothing intimidated him.  He watched guys struggling with machines or lifting different types of weights and suddenly everything made sense.  He felt his cock stirring within his pants – telling him it was anxious for him to begin working out.  Jimmy knew he’d be back the next day and would proudly begin a new way of life.  He knew it would change him . . . he knew there would be a new Jimmy.  The Beast would have to wait.  

As he left the gym that evening, something across the street caught his eye.  Jimmy didn’t even hesitate . . . he knew it was something he should do.  Walking into the tattoo parlor was an eye opening experience for the little man.  He had never even thought about getting a tattoo, but now he was sure he needed one.  Maybe even more than one.  The burly guy behind the counter looked up at Jimmy with disappointment immediately streaking across his face.  Again, Jimmy got the feeling the guy thought the dweeb who had walked in would take a look around and instantly chicken out about getting tatted.  Jimmy’s sight honed in on a floral picture on the wall.  He had no idea why it called out to him, but he didn’t care.  Jimmy pointed to the picture and told the guy he wanted it on his right pec.  

“Dude, I’m not sure there will be enough room for that picture.  You sure you don’t want to pick something smaller?  It’s also going to cause you a lot of pain,” said the guy, kind of laughing.

“That’s the one I want.  Can we do it now?” Jimmy asked, not to be deterred.  

“It’s your body and your money, man.  Yeah, I’m free right now,” he said, stunned by the small guy’s determination.  

Thirty minutes later Jimmy was gritting his teeth hard from the pain of the needle on his tiny sunken chest.  Unfortunately, no one had informed the Beast that pain was not a turn-on.  Jimmy had shot to fully hard and there was no hiding it in his pants.  It seemed his cock was very excited about what was going on.  He wondered if the big guy even noticed, but then the dude stopped what he was doing for a second and looked up at his client.

“Are you actually getting a boner from the pain?” he asked, shaking his head in surprise.  

“Um, sorry about that.  It kind of has a mind of its own,” Jimmy said, turning red.  

“No, dude, it’ okay.  It’s just a first . . . that’s for sure.  And it’s kind of hot,” he said, returning to his work.

By the time the guy was nearly finished, the discomfort in Jimmy’s pants was much more distracting than the pain of the needle.  The small guy had to reach down a couple of times to readjust himself – asking the guy for a break – and the big dude stared at Jimmy’s crotch the entire time.  The man was probably in his late thirties and built like a trucker.  He had a heavy beard and was tatted and pierced all over.  It was his muscled arms that caught Jimmy’s attention the most, though.  They were no match for the strongest arms on earth, which had held the small guy all night long the night before, but they were decent enough.  Jimmy could tell the Beast was now taking control of everything.  It twitched hard in his pants as a light covering was placed over the tattoo for protection and instructions were given on how to take care of it over the next few days.  The guy explained that it would be tender for almost a week and Jimmy might want to take some pain medication.  Before Jimmy put his shirt back on, the big man looked at him with hunger in his eyes.

“You know, I’m not really into guys, but I’d be up for taking care of that big thing for you.  If you wanted me to.  Even through your pants it looks huge and fucking suckable,” he said, smiling.

“Have at it, dude,” Jimmy said, glancing down at a very excited Beast.

Have at it?  Dude?  These were not phrases or words that ever came out of Jimmy’s mouth.  He couldn’t believe it.  Who was this man sitting in the chair calmly as a huge trucker-like guy undid the small man’s belt and pants, pulled out what was now definitely an even larger Beast than that morning, and then went down on the thing like a pro.  The Beast did not allow even a shred of doubt to enter into Jimmy’s brain.  It’s need for release took over everything.  The small guy’s hips bucked up and down, causing the man below to gag a little since it made the thick, long Beast plow deeper into his throat.  Jimmy was very limited in his sexual experiences and usually it was him giving the oral satisfaction.  However, the rawness and intensity he used to face-fuck the muscled tattoo artist kind of shocked him.  He grabbed the back of his head with the strongest grip his small hand could muster, held it in place, and banged into his hot, wet mouth like a wild man.  Jimmy was also grunting up a storm, covering up the pleasure moans from the guy below.  He didn’t even care if the tattoo artist was getting pleasure from the blowjob or not, the Beast just wanted to cum.  And cum it did.  As Jimmy exploded into the dude’s mouth, he let out the loudest sound his body had ever made.  It was a cross between a scream and a growl.  It actually made the big guy stop for a couple of seconds – scaring him shitless.  The artist had no time to really react, however, because his throat and mouth were soon overflowing with an unbelievable amount of thick, hot juice exploding from the Beast.  There was no way the guy could swallow fast enough.  Jimmy had never ejaculated so much dense jism in his entire life.  Even through the intensified gagging sounds of a man trying desperately to keep up with the tsunami of semen spewing into his mouth, Jimmy bucked my hips hard.  Finally, his body flopped back down into the chair, totally spent.  The big man pulled his mouth away after a few last swallows and wiped it with the back of his hand.

“That was so fucking hot, dude!  You sure do have a lot of juice for a little man.  I couldn’t keep up.  That’s a monster of a tool,” he exclaimed – smiling down at Jimmy.  

“Nice sucking, man,” Jimmy replied – and that was all he said, sounding more like an alpha than some scrawny geek.

The big guy was so thankful for the experience he actually gave Jimmy forty percent off the price of the work he had done.  He gave Jimmy his card and said he’d be glad to do future tattoos for him, if he was ever so inclined.  Jimmy also got the feeling the dude would be willing to repeat his servicing of the Beast, as well.  The cool night air hit him pleasantly as Jimmy left the now hot, rank-smelling shop and he instantly realized he was starving.  Three huge pizzas, three bags of chips, and four hot dogs later, Jimmy was ready for bed.  His chest hurt a little, but nothing like he thought it would.  He marveled at all that had happened in less than a forty-eight hour time period and felt a little stab of sadness that the big man hadn’t contacted him, yet.  Jimmy somehow forced himself to ignore the Beast’s intense need for more release and fell asleep.  He dreamed of strong arms holding him as an even more powerful cock invaded his ass.
 

[londonboy]

Chapter Three

That had all been a month ago and so much had changed since then.  That second morning – after being plowed so perfectly by the big man – Jimmy woke up feeling more refreshed and more energized than he could ever remember.  He also woke up to the Beast aching for release.  He quickly busted out a huge load, thinking back on his night with the man of his dreams, and knew the Beast was quelled for a while.  Lying there, his chest heaving up and down from the intensity of his orgasm, he suddenly realized he felt absolutely no pain from the tattoo.  He quickly removed the covering and was amazed to find that there was no redness or sign of it being newly inked.  It looked like he’d had it for years.  Jimmy ran his hand across it and felt nothing . . . except the fact that his pec seemed to actually be protruding a little.  He looked down at both pecs to make sure it wasn’t swelling from the tattoo and found that he did, indeed, have two smallish mounds where once there had been just a sunken chest.  He quickly shoved his delight away because the sight had made the Beast swell to fullness immediately.  Jimmy needed to get to work.  

Stepping into the bathroom Jimmy reached over and turned on the shower – glancing at the mirror at the same time.  He froze, instantly, at what he saw.  He now had a full-grown, grizzly-man, thick-as-hell beard.  Jimmy, the guy who couldn’t even beg for something close to peach fuzz to appear on his face even all these years after puberty.  He reached up and rubbed his cheek and chin – loving how firm the dark bristles felt.  The Beast was clearly a fur lover, as well, because he sprang to attention – stretching up even further against Jimmy’s stomach.  The growth of his cock would have to wait, he was too enthralled by his new lumberjack face.  He knew the seed from the big man was what had caused the thick facial hair . . . but that didn’t matter since he was all about simply enjoying the fact that his face now looked masculine and even burly.  His body was still a scrawny twig, although there was a little more meat on his pecs, but his face made him look as handsome as hell.  One hand was busy feeling the beard and mustache while the other hand was busy making the Beast happy.  The grunts were deeper and louder this morning . . . as if having heavy fur on his face had made Jimmy more manly.  Within minutes, his cum was splattering against the mirror like someone had thrown a bucket of paint at it.  After finishing, he let the Beast lay across the counter top beside the sink as he leaned in to look closely at the beard – having to wipe away drying juice to see.  The Beast clearly loved the feeling of the cool top since it stayed rigid and Jimmy shoved his hips back and forth for more pleasure - rubbing against the hard tile was nice.  Fuck, Jimmy thought - he was hot.  The fact that this thought ran through his head as he gazed at himself was unbelievable.  He had never found himself remotely attractive, let alone ‘hot.’  But that is exactly how he felt as he gazed at his newly rugged face.  The reddish, thinning hair had been replaced with heavy dark brown thickness.  His hair gleamed in the bathroom light, obviously strong with vitality, and that turned him on.  

“Hello gorgeous,” he whispered to myself . . . and he truly felt it.  

The sexy stench of cum brought Jimmy out of his self-adoration.  He was still amazed that his small body was able to produce so much juice.  It was spattered all over the mirror and counter.  A person would have thought ten men had been part of an orgy to produce that much sperm, but that was just the new power of the Beast.  For some unknown reason, Jimmy leaned in and licked a big gob of his jizz as it slid down the mirror.  It was thick and salty and all male.  The Beast pulsed hard at the taste of it and Jimmy felt a blast of energy shoot through his body.  He looked back at his bearded face and made a decision.  He walked back into the bedroom while stroking the Beast slowly.  He picked up his phone and flicked to one of his ‘favorites’.  

“Hey Dolores.  Jimmy here.  Yeah, that Jimmy.  Listen, I’m not coming in today.  Naw, I’m not sick.  Let’s just say I’m taking a personal well-being day.  There’s no such thing?  Well, D-girl, now there is.  I might be in tomorrow.  We’ll have to see,” Jimmy said and hung up the phone – surprised and not surprised by how he had spoken to the receptionist.  

Jimmy went back to shower.  He decided to leave his artwork all over the mirror.  He loved the smell and it reminded him of how powerful the Beast was now.  Before he pulled on his underwear, he decided to add another hole in the side of his dresser – easily poking the newly re-hardened Beast through solid wood, again.  After putting on his underwear and some gym shorts, Jimmy did something he had never thought about doing.  He took an old t-shirt out of the second drawer and ripped the sleeves off.  It took getting a pair of scissors to help start the tear, but he was able to finally get them pulled off.  When he put the shirt on he saw that his arms were still as thin as twigs, but he sensed there was the start of small bumps where there were supposed to be biceps.  The pulses from the Beast made Jimmy not see his arms as tiny . . . he only saw potential.  Again, plowing his dick through thick wood had made Jimmy feel a lot more powerful than he ever had before.  The appearance of a very masculine beard overnight didn’t hurt, either.  He grabbed his wallet, keys, phone, and a big bottle of water.  It was time to hit the gym.  

Still, all that had just been a month ago.  Jimmy looked at his body in the mirror one more time and then pulled on the extra-large sweatshirt he always brought with him.  Now, he had to shave multiple times a day.  He kept a full, bushy mustache – loving how it reminded him of hot vintage porn stars.  And even with the frequent shaving, he always looked like he had a very dark five-o’clock shadow.  His head of hair was full and wavy and still as hot as it was that second day after the incredible sex with the big man.  The powerful guy that still hadn’t called.  The guy that had basically disappeared.  

“Look who it is . . . pussy-boy, James,” boomed a voice that had entered into the locker room.  

It was Ty Branson, the number one asshole at work.  He was a manager in accounting and thought he owned the world just because he could determine where money went . . . or where it didn’t go.  And the money never went towards Jimmy and the pictures he took.  Ty was a Grade A bully who picked on anyone smaller than him.  He was a decently built man, having played college football and staying in shape in the years after.  However, he was first and foremost a jerk.  

“Branson,” Jimmy said, knowing Ty would hate a smaller man acting all jock-like with this kind of greeting.  

“Sorry about your dopey-eyed boyfriend going off the deep-end and needing to take some personal time, squirt.  I bet you miss him,” Ty said loudly, to the amusement of his entourage of other co-workers who liked to rid through life on his coattail. 

The Beast stirred.  It knew things that Ty didn’t.  It knew things the sweatshirt hid.  It knew things that it longed to bring to light . . . to unleash.  Jimmy willed his cock to simmer down.  A month of living with the newly improved Beast has been enough time for Jimmy to learn to control it . . . mostly.  Sometimes, in the late of night mostly, the man would lose the battle with his giant member and he’d do things to appease it.  The beast radiated power . . . and was sometimes only happy when Jimmy used that power.  This, however, was not one of those times.  

“He’s definitely someone that a lot of people miss,” Jimmy said, and the inference that Ty would not be missed was loud and clear.

Jimmy returned to packing his gym bag.  He could hear Ty saying stuff to his group and everyone snickering.  It felt like junior high all over again, but it didn’t bother Jimmy like it did back then.  He actually just felt sorry for Ty and his goons.  Call it maturing . . . growing wiser . . . but, no matter what, Jimmy knew it was because of being filled with the sperm of the most powerful being around.  The Beast was the constant reminder of that one glorious night.  Things were different now that Jimmy had changed.  He wasn’t that insecure small man who had always cowered from his own shadow anymore.  No one needed to know that, however.  It was a secret between the Beast and him.  Jimmy was putting on his socks and shoes when the gaggle of assholes walked by.    

“You’re still a weak and pathetic little man.  More so without your bigger boyfriend,” Ty spat out as he left with his group of followers.      

Jimmy could feel the Beast yearning for his owner to follow the sad jerk out into the gym area and do something to put him in his place.  The Beast wanted to play.  Jimmy smiled to himself, to make the Beast happy, and counted slowly to ten to make sure none of the assholes were coming back for anything.  He stood up and he felt the Beast rocket fully hard with excitement – it knew something fun was coming.  Jimmy walked over to the locker where Ty had stored his stuff.  There was a huge padlock securing everything inside.  Ty carried the key around a chain on his wrist.  Jimmy wrapped his hand around the lock.  He felt his muscled forearm and biceps tense as he squeezed.  He didn’t use a lot of pressure – he knew he shouldn’t.  He wasn’t interested in ripping the lock away from the locker.  No, he just wanted to compress it enough that the key would no longer work.  The Beast leaked a little appreciative pre-cum since Jimmy had used some of his power to warp the lock.  The guy smiled at the thought that he’d be walking back home with a big wet spot at the front of his gym shorts.  He glanced down at the smashed lock and chuckled.  Ty was going to have to get it cut off.  Knowing that made Jimmy very happy.  It also made the Beast very happy, too.  The changes had definitely increased in their intensity over the last week.  Crushing a lock had been easy . . . really easy.  Jimmy longed for a certain someone to return.  He wished to share his power with that man.  He looked around the locker room and realized it was like his second home now, even though he had felt a little differently that first day he had come.  Now, however, he was a different man.
 

[Mickeypuk]

The minute I saw this next chapter I had to read it

Always pulls you in and you don’t want to be let go

[boardman]

Incredibly hot

[Xmanjakob]

Awesome. Wonder if we are going to meet the Big Guy.

[londonboy]

Chapter Four

A month earlier, Jimmy had set foot in the locker room of the gym he had joined the day before.  He hadn’t been in a locker room since freshman year of high school and that had been a traumatic experience.  He had been bullied by a group of wrestlers that thought it would be fun to dump the little guy into the big laundry push-cart with all the dirty uniforms.  Jimmy somehow survived physical education class his freshman year and was able to get a caring teacher to help him get excused from gym for the rest of high school.  He had become good friends with that teacher, who happened to be the staff liaison to the Photography Club, and that had sent Jimmy down his present career path.  The only thing saving Jimmy from feeling inferior like he had in junior high when entering a gym was the fact that his face was covered by a thick beard that made him feel manly and also the fact that the Beast seemed to know exactly where they were and was excited beyond belief.  

“Don’t worry about it,” Cliff, his new trainer, said when he noticed the large bulge in Jimmy’s shorts, “Lots of guys get stiff when working out.  Although, not usually as stiff as you are, man.”

“Yeah, but we haven’t even started working out yet,” Jimmy shot back, making Cliff laugh.

“Maybe it’s the anticipation,” Cliff replied.

“You have no idea,” Jimmy said, trying his hardest to make the Beast calm down, but it was clear that wasn’t going to happen.  

Three hours later, the Beast was still rock hard and Jimmy was still working out.  His session with Cliff had ended after forty-five minutes, but he had stayed in the gym because the Beast willed it.  There would be a strong twinge at his crotch every time Jimmy caught a glimpse of his bearded face and the fact that he was wearing a sleeveless shirt.  He actually flexed his twig-like arms at one point, making the Beast really twitch.  Jimmy wasn’t tired at all.  He was energized.  Cliff had been very complimentary – telling Jimmy he had the stamina and persistence of a guy five times his size.  This had made Jimmy and the Beast very happy.  Jimmy was finishing a thirty-minute intense run on the treadmill and was covered in salty, smelly sweat when Cliff came over.  

“Hey Jimmy, you might want to take it easy your first day.  You’re going to wear yourself out.  We don’t want you so sore tomorrow that you can’t get out of bed for our early morning session,” Cliff warned.  

“Don’t worry, bud.  I’ll be here.  I’ve never felt so powerful.  One day I’ll lift more than you.  It’s incredible – this feeling,” Jimmy answered, wiping sweat from his eyes with a soaked towel.  

Bud?  I’ve never felt so powerful?  One day I’ll lift more than you? Jimmy couldn’t believe these words had come out of his mouth, but they had also felt so normal . . . and Cliff had given him a thumbs up and a smile in reply.  The big trainer had accepted his tone and his words as if it had been the kind of response he had expected.  Jimmy could have stayed and worked out some more, but he was starving and knew he needed fuel.  Also, he figured he’d have to finally give the Beast some relief, since it had been stone-hard for three hours straight.  He went to the locker room and did something that Jimmy had never done before in his life.  He stripped down to nothing.  He tossed all his sweaty, rank clothes into his locker and grabbed a towel, not even bothering to wrap it around his waist.  Luckily, the Beast had calmed down enough so it now just arched out from Jimmy’s crotch and flopped nosily against his legs as he walked.  The thick fur on his face and the added heft to the Beast empowered the skinny man.  He didn’t care what anyone thought about anything.  He strutted into the sauna like he owned it.  Two big guys, sitting on their towels looked up and immediately noticed the Beast.  Quickly, they pulled their own towels up over their smaller endowments.  Jimmy laid his towel on the wooden bench and then sat spread eagle, leaning back against the wall.  He felt invincible.  He felt strong.  He closed his eyes and let the warmth of the room soothe his body.  He heard the door open and close, and knew one of the men had left.  He opened one eye and saw that a huge bodybuilder looking guy remained . . . and he was staring at the Beast with wide eyes.  

“Feel free to grab it, bud.  It won’t bite,” Jimmy said, truly baffled by the words he felt empowered to say.  

“How can a little guy have such a huge cock?” the man asked and then caught himself, “Sorry, if that offended you.”

“No offense taken, big guy,” Jimmy said, opening his eyes and taking in the shining ebony skin of the muscled man.  “Let’s just say I’ve had some recent growth spurts down there.  Trust me, it can get bigger.”

Jimmy quickly nicknamed the man now scooting closer to him ‘Mr. Universe.’  He was clearly someone who worked out a lot and liked to show off his body.  He had a perfectly shaped chest and those bulging abdominals that could be confused with a gut, if they hadn’t been so damn defined.  He wasn’t the big man of Jimmy’s dreams, but he could certainly be the big man of right now.  Mr. Universe dwarfed Jimmy in every possible way.  Their thighs were touching and it looked like a toddler’s leg next to a giant’s.  That’s when the big man removed the towel that had been across his waist and any insecurity or doubt Jimmy might have experienced being next to the huge man evaporated, immediately.  The Beast was thicker and longer than what Mr. Universe was packing.  The bodybuilder had a nice cock and Jimmy wasn’t a size queen . . . but the fact that the tiny geek has a bigger log sprouting from his crotch turned both men on.  The Beast was clearly feeling alpha by the unveiling and started to thicken and elongate – causing Mr. Universe’s mouth to drop open wide.  Two nights ago, Jimmy had been squeezed by the strongest arms in the world . . . and his heart ached for the man with those arms to hold him again.  But right now, seeing how his cock and balls dominated those of a huge bodybuilder in length and girth, Jimmy was emboldened to do things the previous small, shy geek would never have dreamed of.  He had the special big man’s seed coursing through him and that made him very brave.

“You know you want to grab it, big guy.  What are you waiting for?” Jimmy confidently said.

“I don’t want to hurt you, little man,” the big guy said, trying to sound equally as confident, but didn’t.  

“Ha!  Trust me, that’s not going to happen.  Look how huge it’s grown,” Jimmy said, emphasizing the fact that the Beast was now raging hard and sticking straight up.  “Squeeze with all your power, dude.  I’m barely going to feel it.”

The Beast needed what it needed . . . and it wanted it right now.  Jimmy reached over and grabbed the huge darker manly hand of Mr. Universe.  He then pulled it over to the thick pole sticking straight up between Jimmy’s legs.  Big fingers tentatively wrapped around the hard shaft and immediately squeezed.  Jimmy let out a loud grunt that made Mr. Universe jump a little – the big man had not expected such a beast-like sound from the dweeb beside him.  Jimmy knew the huge guy was starting to squeeze harder because the gloriously muscled forearm and biceps beside him tensed up and veins sprang up everywhere.  The Beast barely felt the pressure . . . and that turned Jimmy on even more.  He reached up to feel the heavy beard that had grown even thicker on his face during the time he’d been at the gym.  Jimmy might have been tiny next to the beautiful dark monster beside him, but there were changes happening inside the little guy that made him feel cocky as shit.

“Harder,” Jimmy order, grunting again.

His voice had made it clear it was an order.  Mr. Universe didn’t question anything – even though it was quite obvious he could have squashed Jimmy with just one hand.  The big man’s biceps were bigger than Jimmy’s head.  His shoulders were boulders next to Jimmy’s pebbles.  But the Beast’s power . . . on top of Jimmy’s unwavering dominant attitude caused the big bodybuilder to want to please.  His grip grew tighter and the Beast responded by getting even harder.  A thick white glob of pre-cum oozed out from the gaping slit of the giant head.  Both men stared at it – mesmerized.  

“Harder,” Jimmy ordered again.

“Man, I’m using all my strength!” Mr. Universe shot back through gritted teeth.  “It’s so fucking hard.”

“Try and bend it over, big man,” Jimmy ordered, now playing with the big brute, for he knew the Beast wasn’t going to move at all.  

Jimmy immediately wished there had been a camera filming this little exchange.  He wanted to see the Beast’s power in action.  Mr. Universe shoved with all of his might . . . but the giant cock didn’t budge.  The Beast stood proudly and powerfully still – erect like some kind of non-yielding steel pole.  The huge bodybuilder brought his other hand to the hard penis and pushed with his entire body.  The Beast didn’t bend.  The Beast didn’t move.  The Beast taunted the big man.  With a huge exhale, Mr. Universe relaxed – giving up on his need to somehow make the magnificent cock budge – but he kept one hand still wrapped tightly around the shaft.  It was clear he was a little worn out from the exertion of trying to wrestle with a big, strong cock.  

“That’s fucking incredible.  I’ve never seen anything like it,” Mr. Universe exclaimed.  

“Get me off, dude,” Jimmy ordered, knowing instinctively his words would excite the big man a lot.  

The power in the Beast was the same power pulsing through Jimmy.  A mighty man’s sperm had done something unexpected and something otherworldly to the once little shy geek.  Ordering a huge bodybuilder to jerk him off was nothing to Jimmy now.  Calling the big man ‘dude’ was nothing, as well.  Before, Jimmy would have crossed to the other side of the street if he had seen this guy walking towards him.  Now, he was ordering the guy around like he was his boss.  Jimmy stroked his beard again, loving how strong the bristles seemed.  Grunts came from Jimmy’s mouth as Mr. Universe started to move his strong grip up and down the huge shaft he held onto.  Gobs of pre-cum mixed with sweat from the heat of the sauna made a natural lube for the cock.  Jimmy bent his small arms up by his head and clamped his fingers together at the back.  He was there simply to enjoy the work of the big muscleman beside him.  Jimmy smiled when he saw Mr. Universe grab his own now fully-hard smaller cock with his other hand and started to beat himself off in the same rhythm as he did the Beast.  Jimmy chuckled a little as he gazed at the size difference of the two cocks.  The Beast dwarfed the penis of Mr. Universe . . . and that made Jimmy proud.  That made Jimmy feel powerful  The sauna door started to open.

“No!” Jimmy bellowed, along with a grunt – causing the door to shut immediately.  

“Fuck, it’s getting even bigger and harder!” Mr. Universe exclaimed as he shot his hand up and down the thick shaft even faster.  

Jimmy heard the awe in Mr. Universe’s voice.  It was the same kind of voice Jimmy had used any time he met someone bigger . . . well, at least that’s how he sounded before he’d gotten the big man’s seed inside of him.  Now, Jimmy looked at Mr. Universe as just some other guy.  It was kind of the same way that Jimmy was no longer intimidated by the big weights and machines in the gym.  He saw them for what they were – avenues for his growth.  He saw Mr. Universe for what he was, too.  He was a big man with big muscles and a regular sized cock.  Jimmy didn’t want to stereotype and say the dude had gotten huge to make up for having a normal sized dick, but Jimmy did feel the guy’s admiration for the Beast.  Maybe Mr. Universe was the size queen.  Nothing really mattered right now, however, other than Jimmy getting off and the big man was his gateway to release.  Mr. Universe dribbled out his slight orgasm long before the Beast was ready for exploding.  Jimmy was disappointed in the few slight ropes of cum that Mr. Universe tugged out of his own cock onto the wooden seat, but that just made the anticipation of how the big man would react to Jimmy’s ejaculation even more exciting.  Jimmy knew what the Beast was capable of.  Mr. Universe was now squeezing harder and pumping even faster – wanting to give Jimmy as much pleasure as he could.  

“I’m . . . gonna . . . blow . . . dude!” Jimmy yelled as a warning, grunting like some kind of wild animal and probably scaring guys out in the locker room.

It was clear by the yelp of surprise that escaped Mr. Universe’s mouth as the first voluminous load of Jimmy’s cum shot into the air and flew the length of the long sauna that he had not expected such a powerful explosion.  Thick, chalky, protein-enriched-looking jizz slammed against the wooden wall across from them and it sounded like a wooden bat cracking.  The next volley of juice blasted in an arc-like fashion through the air and landed splat on the hot sauna rocks at the other end.  Billows of steam shot out of the rock bed as more loads of cum landed on them.  The hissing sound was incredibly loud and sizzling semen tended to let off the kind of intense aroma one only associated with dark room orgies.  Mr. Universe kept pumping and kept saying ‘fuck’ over and over as he was overwhelmed at what the Beast was capable of blasting out.  Finally, Jimmy’s ejaculation finished and the Beast stopped spewing.  Mr. Universe turned his face to Jimmy’s – still in total shock.

“What the hell was that?” the big man asked with a mixture of joy, shock, and complete admiration.

“That, my man, was just a normal orgasm for my huge cock,” Jimmy answered, scooping up a handful of his milkshake-thick cum and massaging it into Mr. Universe’s monstrous left pec.  “Something for you to remember me by, big man.  Thanks for the wank.”

As Jimmy scooted off the bench he noticed the big man was looking at the few short streaks of his own ejaculation on the wood and then glancing up at the still dripping thick stuff on the wall across the sauna.  There was a look of slight inferiority on his face and Jimmy recognized it from how he used to feel when he was around other men.  He patted Mr. Universe’s head as he grabbed his towel – just to make the big man feel better.  Jimmy didn’t want to make anyone feel inferior.  He looked down at the Beast, still half hard and dangling like the huge limb of a redwood from his crotch.  He also ran his hand around his furry chin at the same time.  Jimmy was looking forward to whatever changes were coming next.  He thanked the mighty man’s seed that had caused all the changes so far – even if he still hadn’t heard from the guy.  He then left the sauna, even more hungry than before.     
 

[Xmanjakob]

I wonder if Jimmy gets another man to eat his jizz will the other man become "super" too?  Great story.