The Professional Tease

[TubokuZumuru]

  oh my god, I love this chapter, can't wait for the next one. 

[TubokuZumuru]

I wonder if Henry is going to grow his S/H/G to please Zack and make him crazy about it. Can't wait to see what his buddy, Ray, gonna do.

[rjpled]

I love thiiiiis. Personally it's because my style with guys is also to be a tease and I love the game of pulling but never quite yielding like a mental and sensual tug of war. This story shows it perfectly.

[Muscle23]

I would love for Henry to grow himself in front of zack while zacks sleeping on the couch and acting like he isn’t watching 

[TubokuZumuru]

   Henry body size is so inhumanly big and grow very fast, I guess far away upcoming chapters might be about flashback of how his muscle get so large like detail of muscle and cock growth experiment program he participated, and if the story go in that direction I hope that the experiment process will be so erotic. For example, Henry had to jerk off, cum, have sex in order for drug or injection to take effect. Henry worship his own body.  Scientists and fellow soliders worship and have sex with him. He shows Zack recorded video of the experiment and both of them jerk off together.

[Throwaway0282639]

*a shorter part, leading up to something much greater*

Part 4:

Looking down at the table, Zack was dumbstruck by the amount of meat presented before him, so tall, so thick. Zack observed the dense muscles that made up Henry’s back, from his shoulder blades, down to the deep dimples just above his waistband. His massive ass rising up in his tight shorts. Running his eyes down, he saw the back of Henry’s legs, covered in stretch marks from his rapid growth. Looking back up, Zack saw stretch marks on Henry’s lats as well, how had he never noticed the deeply colored stretch marks on this man?
“Are you going to massage me or do you just want to look?” Henry said, his voice muffled with his face down in the massage table.
Zack rubbed his hands together, and then placed them on Henry’s back. As he pushed down, the muscles, unflexed, moved under his hands. Zack pushed and pulled the muscles, Henry groaning as Zack worked the deep tissue. Where he felt tight knots in Henry’s muscles, he moved in small, circular motions, before pushing and pulling, stretching the muscle fibers, feeling the vibrations in Henry’s body as he grunts and groans. Zack moved up to Henry’s shoulders, feeling the tight muscles in Henry’s big traps as they rose towards his ears. Working his way all the way down Henry’s back, he worked at Henry’s waist, letting his fingertips slip ever so slightly below the taught waistband. Zack skipped over Henry’s glutes, and began to work on his monster quads, again, letting his fingers brush against the hems of Henry’s tight shorts, so close he could feel the heat radiating from Henry’s huge ass and the space between his thighs. Down Henry’s legs Zack moved, his long claves, and finally down to his big feet. How did he even find shoes that fit?!
Zack then moved back to the front of Henry, standing at the apex of the table in front of Henry, he put his full weight into pushing and working Henry’s back muscles.
Slowly, Zack felt hands on the back of his thighs, gently moving up and down. 
“You feel like you could use a massage too…” Henry said, not moving aside from his hands working on Zack’s thighs, moving slowly up towards his ass, which was still covered in his bright pink speedo. “You feel tense, Zack.” Henry said as his hands cupped Zack’s ample bubble butt. 
“You feel fucking huge.” Zack said, matching the confident tone in Henry’s voice. 
“Let’s take this up a notch.” Henry said, and he gripped each side of Zack’s speedo and ripped it off of his body, completely exposing him.
“Hey!” Zack called backing away from the table. “What the fuck?!” Henry didn’t move, his arms still hung over the side of the table. “These were my favorite!” Zack said incredulously.
“I could see why, they looked great on you, but don’t worry, I’ll replace them.”
Zack still stood back away from the table, naked, and he grabbed a towel and wrapped it around his waist. 
“I’ll make you a deal, I’ll go nude too if you can rip mine off like I did yours.”
Zack scoffed, completely turned on by being naked, but also a bit pissed that his speedo had been ripped in two like a piece of discarded paper. 
“Not that I want you naked, but I’ll get even about you ruining my speedo.” Zack moved down the table to Henry’s ass. He climbed on the table and sat on Henry’s quads, enjoying being on top of the hunk of man. Zack grabbed each side of Henry’s shorts, struggling to find enough fabric to hold on to, but finding it difficult as the tight shorts were practically painted on his body. Zack, undeterred, grabbed as much as he could and yanked. The shorts slid out of his hands, Henry’s ass jiggling from the strain. 
“You’re gunna have to try harder than that little boy.” Henry said.
“I’ll do you one better!” Zack said, and he raised a hand, and brought it down with a firm *SMACK* onto Henry’s ass cheek, the muscle rippled and moved, Zack hypnotized by the movement or his titanic ass. Before Henry could react, Zack pulled back and hit again and again, landing hard in the same place each time *SMACK*, *SMACK*. Suddenly his world shook and shivered and Henry rose.
“You little shit!” Henry growled as he picked his body up off of the massage table. Zack fell backwards and stumbled off the table, catching himself, but falling to his knees. He looked up and gasped. 
Henry loomed over him, Zack was eye level with Henry’s cock and it was HUGE, swollen and again it dominated everything Zack could see. Henry’s hands were on his hips as his massive shadow completely blocked Zack. Zack panicked, why the fuck did he hit him?! That was so fucking dumb, but his cock was still hard as a rock from doing it. 
“I’m going to give you two choices, make it VERY carefully.” Henry said, his voice sending goosebumps down Zack’s spine. 
“One, I get to spank you.” Zack pictured it in his head, one of Henry’s extra large hands could easily smack both of Zack’s cheeks at the same time. “Or two…” Henry continued, “You finish my massage on the front.” Henry bent his head forward and the devious smile on his face told Zack, it wasn’t really a choice, and they both knew it. “Right, get back to work.” Henry said as he lie back on the table. Zack stood back up as well and took in Henry as the big man adjusted himself and closed his eyes. Zack again took stock of the slab of beef on the table, his head still light from adrenaline of what he’d just done, but he’d never seen Henry’s bulge that big, did he enjoy it?
Then Zack noticed stretch marks radiating from the sides of Henry’s huge pecs and snaking down towards his lats. Zack knew those hadn’t been there before, with as much as he stared at Henry’s chest he would’ve notice those, wouldn’t he? He also saw them at the top of Henry’s pecs, spilling up onto his shoulders, and even more on his arms, spreading from his biceps to his triceps. 
“Henry…?” Zack began, but he was quickly cut off. 
“Massage my huge fucking tits or I’m going to whop your ass!” Henry said, his strong demanding tone, not only spurring Zack into action, but also sending a jolt to his cock, something about being ordered around by this hulk…
Zack placed his hands on Henry’s chest, he gave them one big squeeze and came under the towel, the fabric easily absorbing most of his load, but a bit dripped down his leg and landed on the floor.
His grip tightened on Henry’s chest, and he realized he was pulling on Henry’s nipple. 
They both moaned at the same time. Then Zack pulled away. As he pulled his hand away, Henry grabbed his wrist and pulled it firmly back to his fat nipple, “Keep going.” Henry ordered. Zack dug his hands in again, feeling the heavy dense muscle that made up Henry’s chest, this was less of a massage and more of a muscle worship session, but neither seemed to care much about the quality of the massage. 
He pushed his hands down between Henry’s chest and his arm, Henry flexed slightly and trapped Zack’s hand, “Careful, I’m ticklish.” And he released Zack’s hand and Zack pulled back. Placing his hands directly at the bottom of Henry’s pecs, and then moving his hands under the overhang of muscle. Then up and between them, his hands almost disappearing in the hairy space between. Henry pulled his arms together and trapped Zack’s hands between his pecs, then bounced them slowly. Henry kept his eyes closed, but Zack could see the shit eating grin plastered on his face as he manhandled Zack with just the power of his pecs.
Henry released Zack’s hands, and Zack moved them down to Henry’s abs. They were a solid wall of muscle, and instead of trying to massage them, Zack simply ran his fingers along the deep grooves in between Henry’s abs, Henry responded by flexing them for Zack, showing off his control as he rippled the flex up from his waist to the bottom of his pecs. 
Zack pressed his hands hard into Henry’s abs, leaving the skin turning white, but the muscle not budging. Shifting down to Henry’s legs he, Zack gripped the ample quad muscle, noticing again the huge dark striations that ran down between his thighs. 
Abruptly again, Henry sat up and swung his legs over the other side of the table, facing now away from Zack. He reached a big hand around and gripped and rubbed his neck. “Thanks little guy, I needed that. I’m going to go change and I have some chores to do today.” Without so much more than a glance, Henry got up and walked back to the house, leaving Zack there in a towel with his cum still wet against his still hard cock. Henry’s abrupt departure leaving him stunned. 
Zack collected himself and made his way back to the house. Once back inside, he saw no trace of Henry aside from the discarded pair of swim shorts laying outside of his door. Zack walked to pick them up, he told himself he was being polite and helpful, picking up laundry. As he lifted the shorts, he noticed rips and tears in the shorts, steaming up from the leg holes, and in several places around the seat and front pouch. The only in tact part of the shorts was the stretchy waistband. Zack decided to set them back down and he went to the living room and settled into the couch. Like any teenage at mid day during summer break, he decided to take a nap, curling up on the huge sofa, and quickly falling asleep. 

Zack blinked his eyes open, it was significantly darker outside, but there was still the hazy pink purple light of late afternoon bleeding in through the windows. As Zack’s eyes adjusted he saw Henry sitting in the chair across from him, fast asleep. His legs spread wide, wearing yet another pair of briefs, and a plain white t-shirt, pulled tight across his huge chest and wrapped securely around his bulging arms. As Henry sat with his legs spread wide and his arm’s crossed over his chest, his deep even breath caused his body to swell and contract, the bulge in his pants as round and swollen as it always is. Zack sat there, enjoying the sight. Laying quietly and perfectly still, just drinking it in. That was when he heard the first *pop*. He couldn’t tell where it came from, looking around the room he couldn’t nail down where it had came from. *pop* *pop*. Another two. Zack’s ears perked up now as he dialed in trying to pinpoint where the odd sound was coming from. Then he heard the first rip, Zack’s eyes locked on to Henry, and he noticed first that each breath in Henry took, his chest seemed to stay that big, forcing his arms out further. The rips and pops were coming from Henry’s arms, which were flexing and pressing against the sleeves of the shirt. 
Below, his grey briefs were being weighed down from the growing weight of the thick cock inside. As Henry’s body seemed to swell, his cock grew harder than Zack had ever seen it, pushing forward, forward, until Zack could see the base of Henry’s veiny cock and his thick dark pubic hair. A large wet spot began to form at the tip of Henry’s cock, soaking the briefs. 
Fuck, Zack thought, Henry was creating more precum than Zack shot in a full load, two or three loads even. 
Henry’s cock twitched again, thick time, the waistband slipped, and Henry’s heavy cock snack back and smacked against his abs with a hard *SMACK*, precum still leaking from the uncut head, drooling onto his white shirt. 
Zack’s cock ached under his blanket, he was frozen in place watching Henry’s huge hard cock grow harder up towards his pecs. His balls still filling gout every bit of his briefs as they surged with cum. 
It was then that Zack looked up, he could see Henry’s open eyes shining in the faint light, watching him. 
“Enjoying the show?” Henry said, his white teeth glinting as he flashed a smile. 
Zack felt his vision go blurry, he let out a small gasp, frozen in place still. 
“Don’t worry. I enjoy this show.” Henry flexed his biceps, his shirt splitting along both his biceps and tearing across his shoulders. He then grabbed the collar of his t-shirt and slowly ripped it open, perfectly down the center of his body. Slowly exposing his monster hairy chest, down to his rippling abs. When he was done, his cock lie on his washboard abs, leaking precum still. 
Then Henry stood up. “I love watching you squirm when I flex.” He took a step forward, his heavy cock pointing not straight out, but weighed down, precum still coming from his cock head, which was still covered by his foreskin. Ask he stepped forward, his huge thighs caused his cock to sway back and forth in front of him. “I love watching you get hard over my body.” Henry took another step forward, jutting out his chest, it accentuated  how heavy they were as his hard nipples pointed down, similar to his cock. “I love watching you try and deny how much you want this.” Henry took another step forward, he was now about a foot away from Zack. As Zack still lie frozen on the couch, Henry’s heavy cock sat solid inches from his face, precum dripping and leaving a pool on the floor as his balls worked overdrive. “And above all…” Henry bent his huge body forward, getting his face so close to Zack’s ear that he could feel the rough course stubble on Henry’s jawline, feel his hot warm breath on his ear, “Above all, I love watching you try to outdo and out-tease me.” Henry stood back up to his full height. Again, his hard cock swaying in front of Zack’s face, Zack watched it bob back and forth, like watching a hypnotist swing a pocket watch to and fro, Zack fell into Henry’s trance. 
“I’ll tell you what.” Henry said, again folding his arms over his chest, his forearms and chest completely blocking Zack’s view of Henry’s hunky face. 
“If you want to admit defeat, come to my room. If you want to keep playing, stay here.” With that, Henry walked down the hallway towards his room. His heavy footsteps reverberating throughout the wooden floors of the house and leaving Zack vibrating in a state of shock. 
Zack lay on the couch, Henry didn’t close his door. 

[TubokuZumuru]

  What did Henry do to himself to grow rapidly like that? Eagerly waiting for next chapter, and I hope measurement scene will be included.       

[Kumagoro]

I need more

[MagnusTennant]

Damnnn this is good. I kinda want Henry to tease him a little bit more, until Zach finally snaps and begs him to fuck him

[TubokuZumuru]

  I have an idea about Henry doing cock exercise. Zack sit on Henry erected cock and Henry twitch it up and down, while Zack face rubs his chest and abs. Zack also lick Henry chest, abs and pinches Henry nipples.