muscle-growth The Impossible Discovery (Part II)

[SeaMusc]

Part II

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Skye:

 

Well, I guess this isn’t the last entry before Will gets home.  

 

Will called me tonight.  His defense attorney notified him that the judge was called away for a family emergency and his docket had been shifted until his return.  Its looking like Will’s trial date will be moved back by two weeks.  For all of my planning, I NEVER thought that it would be the court system that would be the problem.  I know, I know.  I should have imagined it would be something like this. 

 

Will sounded so angry. He sounded almost rabid on the phone, snarling and breathing heavy. I have never heard that sort of tone in his voice, although after seeing him earlier today looking the size of a car, I can imagine thats almost a natural sound for him now.  He kept saying that he would destroy those fuckers for making him stay.  

 

Selfishly, I hope he does destroy them. I want him home.  I want to fuck his ass to the point of complete submission, and somehow I KNOW that he will submit to me.  It is something I realized today when I went to visit him.  He is becoming a mega-alpha and his intense affection for me is increasing as well.  

 

Something about imagining his overdeveloped BEASTLY body ripping something apart because of something as small as this fucking ridiculous change in schedule makes my cock twitch.  It makes me breath heavy. Last night, I jacked off twice to imaging Will demolish something in a fit of rage.  I would love to see him annihilate something out of shear anger.  That would be so HOT!  Is that wrong of me?  

 

The surprising thing is that after his outburst on the phone, he paused and just said, “I just wanted to be with you tomorrow.”  He said it simply and quietly, almost timidly.  It made my heart melt.  The man is as strong as an entire stampede of raging bulls, but he is only angry because he can’t be with me.  He never ceases to amaze me with his devotion and overwhelming love.  

 

I am the LUCKIEST man in the world.  

 

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Will:

 

I had to call Skye tonight about my trial date being moved back. He asked me to take a few deep breaths and focus on the future: the future with him.  I swear that he is the only thing keeping me from losing my shit in a big way.  I just want him to be happy and those ass holes moved my hearing date—which I could tell made him NOT happy.  That was just fuel to the fire.

 

He also asked me to write in here about my feelings.  MY FEELINGS.  The only feeling I am having is fucking RAGE. 

 

Thinking of our last night together makes me want to be good—for him.  He wouldn’t be happy if I lost control.  

 

My cellmates are all huddled in the corner as I write this.  Maybe that has something to do with the fact that I think I put on about ten more pounds in the last day.  I cant even fit into my jumpsuit anymore.  It just ripped right off of me.  I think when I get mad, I grow.  Or maybe it is when I talk to Skye.  I haven’t figured it out yet.  Either way, they are fucking afraid to be within a mile of me, and they should be.  I want to destroy something.  May as well be them.  

 

I went out to the weight cage this evening when it was our assigned time.  No one would even look at me, except Jesse.  He keeps hanging around, sneaking glances at me … and my swollen muscles. 

 

My cell mates thought that because we share the same air—the same space—I would consider them friends.  They don’t know…They don’t know how much control it takes to not fuck them.  My cock would break them in half.  IN HALF!  I feel like a GOD.  FUCK!  I am going to rule this place before I leave.  Mark my words. 

 

 

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 Will:

 

Two journal entries in one night…but writing earlier did help me calm down so I decided to write more.

 

The guards are on my side.  The inmates are on my side.  NO ONE will fuck with me now.  

 

Jesse walked up to me tonight at dinner.  He wanted to suck my cock again because it is HUGE just like the rest of me.  It was so hard, but I told him, no. I wanted to ram my fucking submarine sized torpedo into him, but there is something holding me back.  Something so much better. Skye.  A single word and a single soul.  Everything is clear when I focus on him. 

 

I told one of the guards that I needed to see Skye in the visitor’s room tomorrow.  ALONE.  He said OK.  That will happen tomorrow.  I called Skye and he said he would be here.  I can’t even control myself when I hear his voice. It’s like sex and angels. It makes me shutter. It makes me cum just thinking about it.  All of my seed is his for the taking.   

 

I have grown even more. It isn’t my anger or my situation. It is hearing the sounds of the love of my life.  FUCK it makes me grow just thinking about him. I realized that after we talked on the phone earlier.  

 

I know now that HE makes me grow.

 

AND…

 

I WANT those viruses inside of me.  I NEED THEM! I want to get so massive that grown men will tremble when I speak to them.  God, I just want to fucking destroy everything around me.  I can barely write things down.  I’m shaking with all of the energy and pure fucking power running through my body.  

 

I am willing myself to sit here calmly because the man who is my world demands it and I will ALWAYS defer to him.  I will ALWAYS defer to him.  

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Skye:

 

I can only comment on what I now know.  

 

First off, I am angry.  I cannot fathom the ineptitude of the system wherein an innocent man can be forced to stay in his confines based on circumstantial evidence—granted, it was me who planted the evidence and I was convincing. That being said, I am only angry because my beautiful beastly fiancée is not in my bed tonight.  He is not here and that makes me sad.  

 

I am going tomorrow morning to meet with him.  We will be next to each other, face to face.  I want to stick my cock inside of him and give him the viral cocktail that will turn him into everything that we want him to be.  A FUCKING GIANT among men.  He is obviously ready for the change.  I can feel that he wants it.  

 

Just thinking about his power and his strength is overwhelming.  When I even consider the size that he will assume, I completely lose my mind.  I want to cuddle up on his fucking enormous pecs and lick every inch of his body, especially his cock, balls, and nipples.  Maybe even his tight hole—if I can get my face between those two giant muscle cakes that make up his beautiful huge hard ass.  

 

Will is going to crush every single idea of what it means to be a mortal man.  

 

AND I WANT HIM TO CRUSH IT. 

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Will sat motionless in the visitation room.  Earlier that day, he told the guards that he would be talking to Skye alone and no one else was to be there. One of the guards smirked and looked at the other guard standing next to him as if to ask, “Who does this guy think he is?”  The smarter of the two shot a look back at him and quickly shook his head.  Jesse, Will’s little eager lap dog, noticed and the corners of his lips curled up into a devilish smile. He’d be sure to tell Will about that smug guard later when he wanted to see some carnage.   

 

There was no question about who was in charge now. The hulking impossibly broad-shouldered beast was laying down the law.  Sure, someone in an office somewhere in the building was officially calling the shots, but there, on the floor of the jail, there was only one leader.  Only one master.  

 

The tower of complete dominance and strength that sat in that room oozed alpha energy.  It flowed out from him in constant unrelenting waves.  He was alone, seated at a table. The only sound was his heavy breaths—almost grunts—and the sound of the overhead fans.   Not even the jail staff was in the room.  His eyes watched the thick metal door between the visiting area and the main hallway.  There were not windows to the hall, not even in the door, so he was paying close attention to the footsteps he could hear on the outside.  One of them, eventually, would belong to Skye.  

 

The minutes dragged on and he began getting worried. “Why isn’t he here yet?” he questioned out loud.  Small beads of perspiration emerged from his forehead.  A sense of panic started to set in.  He rose to his feet, dwarfing the table he had been seated at.  His quads stretched the fabric in the uniform until a rip appeared in the seat where the fabric hugged the confluence of the dual hemispheres of his buttocks. His quads bulged again, and another tear appeared on the outer seam of his pants on the left leg.  He could feel the pulsing of his blood rushing through his neck, hear the sound of blood coursing through his ears.  He was getting worked up and that was not a good thing for him, or anyone else.  “Just breathe.  He’s only ten minutes late.”

 

Just then, the heavy metal latch on the door sounded.  His heart leapt and he felt a rush of adrenalin that caused his heart rate to increase even more and the veins of his forearms to burst to the surface.  He instantly realized that being startled would cause a dangerous situation for those around him in the future.  

 

The door swung open and Skye walked in, smartly dressed in a white Oxford dress shirt and black pinstriped slacks.  He looked stunning.  Large muscular bulges pressed out the arms of his shirt which was tight enough to appear painted on his skin.  His powerful chest jutted out like a rare tropical bird seeking to attract a mate. His nipples erect and easily seen. His legs filled out the slacks and left little to the imagination as to the complex musculature exerting force on the fabric from underneath.  His neck was thick and large mounds jutted out between his moon-shaped delts and his ears. He was packing some serious traps under that shirt.  

 

His features somehow looked sharper, more virile, and had a devastating handsomeness that Will had not noticed previously…Skye just looked different, more refined in bone structure and grace.  Will started salivating and was immobilized by watching his fiancée enter the room.  In the back of his mind, he noted the sharp sound of Skye’s dress shoes hitting the tile flooring as he walked closer to the big man in the middle of the room. They locked eyes and Skye smiled. He was completely overwhelmed. He was so beautiful.

 

Skye maintained eye contact and flashed Will an enormous smile.  

 

The guard that had let Skye into the room walked in and stood next to the doorway, watching Will.

 

Will held up his hand gesturing Skye to not come closer.  His smile faded for a moment since he wasn’t sure why Will had motioned him to stop.

 

Will’s countenance darkened and he furrowed his brow.  His gaze moved from Skye to the guard standing in the doorway.

 

“THIS isn’t for you to see.  You can go now.” His low rumbling voice shook Skye to his very core.  There was an edge of dominance and authority in that voice he had not heard before.  The guard’s eyes popped a bit and he looked at Skye who had now turned to face the guard. 

 

“You heard him.  It is time for us to be alone,” Skye said simply and without emotion.  He was the calm center of the storm.

 

A sudden look of acute fear passed across the man’s face as he looked into Skye’s eyes.  He immediately realized that the giant beast in the room was not the one in control.  It was the beautiful angelic well-muscled angel that stood between them.  

 

“Ummmm.  Yes, sir…I mean, sirs.  I can give you a few minutes alone before the control booth upstairs notices that you are not being monitored.  I will return shortly, sirs.”  The guard walked out the door and shut it behind him.

 

As soon as the deep thud of the door echoed in the room, Will and Skye lunged for each other.  Will picked up Skye easily in his arms and brought him even with his lips in a kiss that would make even the most jaded person rethink their position on love.  Their tongues plowed each other’s mouths, rutting deep into each other’s warm wet cavities.  Moans of pleasure rebounded off of the walls in the room. Will’s thick fingers locked themselves around Skye’s head and he pressed himself against his lover’s chest. 

 

“I wish I had time to fuck you, Skye.  I want you so bad.  So bad it hurts.”

 

“I know, Big Man.  I know.  We have less than two weeks now though.  I just wish you were at home with me now, instead of here.  And I am so ready to start Phase II, but I think it would be disastrous to start that process while you are still here.  We need to be together for that, both out of necessity and for safety. But that doesn’t mean we can’t express ourselves in different ways.”

 

Without warning, Skye dropped to his knees and unzipped Will’s fly.  He took his right hand and grabbed Will’s growing cock out.  “FUCK, Will.  This thing is growing as much as the rest of you.” He fondled Will’s avocado-sized balls with his left hand while he tugged at Will’s cock with his right hand.  He pulled his hand out of the warm crotch and smelled his hand.  It smelled of fresh soap, musk, and clean ball sweat.  A very unique smell that tripped his brain into overdrive. His eyes rolled back into his head.  He pressed his face into Will’s warm manhood and swallowed his enormous quivering tool.  

 

“Fuck!  Oh my god, Skye.” Will roared.  It sounded like a sonic boom.  Skye opened his jaw up more and forced his throat open to receive his lover’s now-raging cock.  He surprised himself at his ability to take in something so thick and long, but it was as if he was made to take it.  He could feel Will sliding down his throat deeper and deeper.  He gulped his cock down with movements reminiscent of a nest-bound baby bird feeding from its mother.  He just opened up and the massive god cock slid further and further down.  Will knew he wouldn’t last more than a few seconds. He was so horny. 

 

“FUCK! I’m going to cum Skye.  I’m going to CUM!!!” Without more warning, Will’s cock expanded the slightest bit, his balls pulled up closer to his warm body, and waves of his seed shot through his shaft.  Skye could feel the volleys of cum shooting through Will’s cock that was buried in his throat.  He could feel the pressure of the cum coursing in waves inside the buried cock. Will’s seed was being deposited far from Skye’s tongue, so he could not taste Will’s salty acrid emissions. Instead, he felt the eruption of the power spunk blast directly into his stomach.  He could feel the waves hitting deep within his abdomen.  

 

Will was shooting with massive force. He was roaring like a pride of lions after a kill, trembling and moaning, making sounds only reserved for the beasts of the jungle. His eyes were closed then shot open.  He looked down at Skye on his knees, looking up at him, through the valley created by Will’s enormous pecs.  

 

“Oh my god, Skye!” he yelled again and then…his already-too-small jumpsuit exploded off of his body in shreds.  It was as if a balloon had popped.  “Uuuuuugh.  FUCK!!! HOLY SHIT!  This feels AMAZING!”  His body expanded rapidly and forcefully in all directions.  He was towering over Skye even more now, looking down on his precious man. Panting.  Breathing in rapid shallow breaths.  

 

He was naked, except for the boxers he had been wearing underneath.  They were completely indecent now, stretching the limits of the fabric with Will’s trunk-like thighs and grand-prize winning ass.  

 

Skye stood up, eyes wild with lust.  “What happened?”

 

“I was going to tell you Skye, somehow you are making me grow.  It’s not the viruses even.  I have mostly gotten bigger after talking with you on the phone, or even just when I have been thinking about you intensely.  And now this…just feeling your skin is making it happen.  That BDNF shit you gave me is wiring you into my body’s ability to grow I think.  You are my trigger.  I don’t know how else to explain it.”

 

Skye was in awe.  Before him stood a titan that was probably another 20 pounds heavier since he had walked in the room only minutes before.  Bulges of asphalt hard knots writhed beneath Will’s skin, just under the surface.  Larger muscle groups deposited deeper in his body like thick seams of coal pressed outward giving immense structure and mass to an already behemoth muscle god.  

 

Skye extended his hand up to Will. He was still on his cock-sucking knees.  Will reached down and put his huge paw around Skye’s outstretched hand and helped him off the ground.  Their eyes locked again.

 

“Our time alone is almost up.  Will, I love you.  I love you more than I could ever express.  Whatever is happening to us is only making me more sure of that.”

 

Will just looked at Skye, almost with a bit of disbelief.  “Sometimes I don’t know why you would want to be stuck with me, Skye.  You are too good for me. Too beautiful, too.”

 

“Listen Will, and listen well. You are MY man.  I chose you long ago to be mine.  And equally, I am yours.  Don’t you forget that.  This will be very hard the next couple of weeks.  You are changing so quickly and I know that every day it is harder for you to hold onto that sweet man that you are inside, but he is still in there.  You remember that, young man. That kind gentle person is a part of who you are. But, you are also becoming a mega-alpha. Learn when to play which role.”

 

“I do feel it.  I feel so powerful and strong, Skye. I love the feeling.  It is like a drug that I don’t want to ever stop. Ummm…I…I like the look of complete submission and even the fear that I can cause easily in these people. Sometimes, I just want to destroy something, especially when I am angry. It makes me hungry for more. Is that bad?”

 

“It is part of you now.  Don’t be afraid of it, Will.  You are becoming everything we dreamed. Embrace it…but be kind too. Remember who you are inside. You are not a bully.  But you should demand complete respect and loyalty from those around you.”  Skye reached out and took Will’s face in his two hands.  “This is part of your transformation.  It is ok.  But you need to promise me two things.”

 

“Anything, Skye. Whatever you want, it will happen.” Will looked at the man next to him with pleading eyes.  He looked as if he had been lost in the desert for days without water.  He was thirsty for any direction from his other half.

 

“You cannot get into too much trouble here.  I don’t want them keeping you an extra second! AND as hard as it is, I ask you to remain faithful to me.  I know your hormones are raging.  Testosterone is coursing through your system in ways that I can barely understand.  But, you are mine alone.  No one else is to touch you.  You understand me, Will?” Skye was speaking with complete authority.  It surprised the towering beast, but somehow it made him feel secure and safe.  As strong and big as he was, it was Skye who made him feel protected. 

 

“I will always be faithful to you, Skye. Every ounce of my body, every breath that I take, is only for you.  You are the one thing that will always be more important to me than myself.  As I change, that becomes even more true.  I can’t explain it, but I hope you can feel it.” 

 

The heavy metallic sound of the door being unlocked behind them broke their stare. Their time alone was up.

 

The guard walked in cautiously, looking around the room at the shredded jumpsuit laying in tatters on the floor and then at the two muscular men with their arms around each other in the middle of the room. 

 

Skye looked up at Will, pushed himself up onto his toes and gave him a deep kiss, reached his hand across Wills bloated right pec and forcefully twisted his nipple.  The giant let out a rumbling moan of animalism.  

 

“Be good, Big Man.  Call me tonight.”  Skye reached around Will’s thick waist and grabbed a hearty handful of his muscled ass, winked, and turned and walked toward the door.  Will stood motionless watching the impossibly round hard backside of Skye walk away.  It took his breath away.

 

“I love you, Skye,” he whispered to himself as Skye took one quick look back toward him as he turned the corner and walked out the door.  

 

 

The next few days were especially difficult for both of the growing men.  When Skye called after the visit, he told Will that his growth was phenomenal and that he was disappointed that he was missing a lot of it.  So much of his fantasy was based on watching Will grow. 

 

“I can’t help but feel a little jealous of those men in jail with you that get to see you getting bigger every day.  I want to be that person.  That is what I fantasize about.”
 

“I know. Now that we know that my growth is tied to you, maybe I can manage it better.  You know MY fantasy is watching you watch me get fucking stacked so I feel like I am missing out too. All of this is for you and me anyway.”

 

“Maybe I shouldn’t call or come visit until next week.  I don’t know how I’ll manage, but I really want to slow you down a bit.  I want to watch you get huge from the comfort of my seat in the living room or in the showers at the gym.  I know you want that too. What do you think, Will?”  Can you go a week without seeing me or hearing my voice?”

 

The line went silent except for the deep breaths Skye could hear through the phone caused by the vast quantities of air passing through Will’s enormous lungs. 

 

“I will try, Skye.  It will be very hard for me.”  He sounded like his voice would crack.  A large crocodile tear rushed down his cheek and onto the fabric forced outward by the volcanic pecs below.  “But you are right.  It is best in the long term. I won’t stop thinking about you for a minute. I’ll call the day before the trial.” Skye heard a click in the line and then it went dead.  He knew that Will was saddened by his request, but he also knew that the monster understood the need for separation.  It would be hard for both of them.

 

Will walked down the hallway, shoulders shrugged forward looking defeated.  Skye sat on the couch, put his face in his hands and sobbed for minutes.  The separation was slowly killing both of them and now they were incommunicado and would be for days.  

 

Coming closer to his cell, his roommate John stood against wall next to the door chatting with a new inmate.  He saw the look on Will’s face and couldn’t help himself. “Your little boyfriend mad at you, is he?” He said it with a tone of disdain and scorn.  A sneer painted itself on his face as he looked at the beast walking slowly and deliberately toward him.  When Will got within arms reach, he simply grabbed John by the bunch of fabric at his chest, picked him up, and flicked his wrist sending the shocked man flying.  He landed 20 feet away.  Will hadn’t even noticed the weight.  It was like tossing a tissue into the waste paper basket.  The new inmate scurried away as Will entered the cell and stretched out onto his bed.  He stared at the ceiling for hours, just thinking of Skye.  “I can do one more week.  I can do one more week,” he repeated to himself.  

 

Skye, on the other hand, spent hours at the gym every day that week.  He was growing more quickly now and in a few days had added another couple of inches to his height and more than 20 more pounds onto his already muscular frame.  He couldn’t stop thinking of Will, upset, and alone.  Maybe he had done the wrong thing, forcing this silence.  It had been a few days since the visit to the jail and he knew something that would help.

 

After his evening workout, he rushed home and called the jail number that Will had given him. He asked the man who answered if he could drop something off quickly and if he could get it directly to Will.  It was important, he stated.  The guard was one who knew all too well the foul mood that Will had been in for the past few days and was eager to stop the man from frightening the inmates and guards with the displays of aggression that had become frequent.  “Sure, Skye.  Bring what you think will help. He’s got us real worried in here.  He doesn’t look like he is doing well. People are going to start getting hurt I think.” 

 

Skye jumped in the car and rushed toward the jail. 

 

At that moment, miles away, Will was in the mess hall getting ready to eat.  His minions had been walking by, depositing extra food, or even their entire meals next to the gigantic mountain of muscle.  He was eating as much as half-dozen meals at a time and those within close proximity were especially keen on keeping the man calm.  They had either witnessed or experienced a couple of near death encounters with the brute over the course of the past couple of days. As each man walked by giving up a portion of their meal to appease the god in their midst, Will did not even acknowledge their tribute.  In fact, he looked at several of them in they eye and emitted a low rumbling sound that emanated from some deep cavern in his gut. He was indeed becoming wild and unpredictable.  His aggressive tendencies were on a tripwire.  

 

The only person willing to stay within striking distance of Will was little scrawny Jesse. He could not get enough of the bulging strands of muscle, the billowing meat exploding from every surface, even at the slightest movement Will made. He was like a pet--a pet that wanted to suck its owner’s giant cock.  The big man wasn’t sure why he allowed Jesse to be close to him.  He sure didn’t like the guy.  In fact, he was annoyed by his presence, but he had become a fixture to Will, much like an annoying wart, or scar from a severe burn.  You wish it wasn’t there, but it was.  

 

After a few minutes sitting at the table, Will began to eat.  His mouth inhaled the food in front of him. Raising the flatware to his mouth, the muscles in his arms exploded outward and his neck muscles flexed while swallowing.  Every movement, no matter how insignificant, caused tremors and ripples to distend the already strained clothes he was wearing.  

 

Jesse just stared, salivating.  He worked up the nerve to wade into dangerous territory.  

 

“Will, why do you keep that Skye guy around, man?  You are so much more of a man than he is. You could have anyone you wanted...Fuck him.”

 

A white hot fire exploded in the pit of Will’s stomach.  He felt his pulse quicken more intensely than he had ever felt it before.  He started making loud deep snarling noises.  Jesse had gone too far.  He would pay dearly for what he just said.  

 

He felt the heat of anger and rage welling up inside like a geyser on the verge of spewing its boiling innards outward.  He tried to contain it, to force it down, but Jesse had made a fatal error in his understanding of the relationship that Will and Skye had.  Jesse also made an error in believing that he had any influence at all over Will…and it made him even angrier.  He began to tremble and clench his fists into tight knots of granite-hard wrecking balls. He envisioned a flash of his last night at home with Skye and then an image of Jesse being shown the true meaning of fear. No one would every mention Skye’s name again after what he was about to do to the pathetic weakling next to him.  He would teach them all a lesson that they would never forget—a lesson that would haunt their nightmares for years to come.  

 

Just when he was beginning to rise from the table to pull Jesse’s pathetic body apart piece by piece, a guard approached the table and laid an envelope down in front of Will.  “This just arrived for you.  The guy that brought it said to get it to you immediately.”

 

He looked down and noted Skye’s handwriting right away.  His anger vanished as quickly as it came and he reached his trembling hand out to pick up the envelope.  He lifted it up to his nose and breathed in heavily.  He could smell Skye.  He could smell the scent of their home infused into the paper.  Gently, he tore the seam of the envelope with his huge index finger and pulled out the single sheet inside.  

 

Scrawled out in Skye’s unique handwriting was a simple message. 

 

William,

 

I can’t stop thinking about you.  There are only two days left.  Be strong for me, Big Man.  I love you more than ever and will spend the rest of my life making you as happy as you make me.  Now, you play nice in there. I will see you soon. 

Love your fiancée, 

Skye

 

Will smiled and read the letter over again. 

 

He looked over at Jesse who had moved away from Will’s heaving body. He stared at the small insignificant man much like an average person would contemplate a spider—what to do with him.  The other inmates could almost see the thoughts in his head, “How am I going to teach this little piece of shit a lesson.”  Jesse felt all of the eyes in the room searing into him, waiting for what would happen next.  

 

“Today is your lucky day, you fucking asshole.  You aren’t worth the air that it is taking me to say these words to you.” Will paused to collect his thoughts.

 

“You want to know why I ‘keep him around?’ I don’t ‘keep him around.’  He keeps me. You want to know who the real man is in this situation?’ It is HIM. And most importantly, you want to know what just saved your fucking worthless life? This letter! My fiancée just saved your life you miserable fuck.”

 

Will rose from the table, put the letter in his pocket and walked over to the solid metal door between the mess hall and the outside hallway.  He wrapped his enormous fingers around the edges of the door and looked around the room.  All eyes were on him—every guard and inmate had stopped breathing.  “HE saved your life today, Jesse.” The man flexed his back and shoulders.  Seams burst once again all along his upper body. Veins popped out all along his rippling forearm.  The seat of his pants tore open when he assumed a slightly squatting position.  The enormous planets that made his glutes bulged with complete and overwhelming strength. “You said, ‘FUCK HIM.’ I say FUCK YOU!”

 

With that, Will put pressure on his hands.  His chest contracted violently and the door started to fold in on itself.  He put unrelenting force on the door.  It began folding like paper and making the most earth shattering sound.  Several of the men cupped their hands over their ears to escape the sound of metal being warped.  It was like thousands of fingernails on thousands of chalkboards, but more deep and ominous. 

 

Will pulled the door off of its bolted hinges with ease and carried the crumpled mess toward Jesse.  The muscles of his upper body were swollen and angry.  They could see the veins in his neck pushing outward and pulsating.  His lower body supported not only the mass of his upper body, but the gigantic solid metal door that had been folded like a piece of giant origami. His legs were completely inhuman in their width and showed extraordinary muscle cuts even through the cotton fabric that struggled to keep together in one piece. He dropped the crumpled ton of weight next to Jesse’s feet.

 

“Don’t come near me again Jesse.  I wont be responsible for anything that may happen to you if you do.” It was a statement of fact, pure and simple. 

 

With that, Will walked back to his cell through the crowd in the mess hall.  Everyone scampered away from him as he walked toward the doorway--without a door.  He laid down on his bed with a different feeling this time.  He felt hope.  Pushing the letter towards his face again, he breathed in Skye.  He breathed in his salvation.

No one made any attempt at eye contact with him the next day.  If they could keep the monster at bay for one more day, they would all be OK.  Every meal saw more food being pushed his way.  They wanted to keep him happy. Every calorie adding to the growing mass of the largest man that any of them had ever seen.  As big as he was, he was ten times stronger than he appeared.  He was impenetrable and unstoppable already. What would the future bring?

 

Will’s thoughts began drifting toward Phase II of the project.  That is when the real changes would happen, though fortunately not to his mind and personality. He liked the dominant apex alpha that he had become.  He reveled in it, but he also was very aware that he was at the edge of being able to maintain control of his aggression and his violent thoughts. 

 

His body on the other hand was ready for the change.  His brain was able to control the growth he so desperately wanted…needed.  He thought of Skye fucking him raw, seeding him with the viruses that would start a cascade of changes that would create a deity.  His pulse was quickening as he realized how much he wanted that power and control.  But even more, he desired the feeling of Skye’s growing cock inside of his muscled ass.  

 

He wanted to suck his boyfriend’s cock into his warm, velvety hole and work him over from the inside. Just the thought made his hole quiver and begin to loosen up in preparation for the next day when he would be fucked by HIS god.  Skye was god to him.  And he was going to take every blessing that he was given. Once again, he was grateful that he had a beautiful man to act as his conscience as well as his creator.  

 

The next day, Will rose with the sun.  No one had spoken to him since the incident with Jesse a couple days ago and he was more than OK with that.  He stayed in his cell except to eat.  He caught Jesse looking at him while he was on the phone.  Jesse just kept staring at him with a sort of hate.  There was some fear in his eyes, but it was mostly a bitter hot feeling.  Will had embarrassed him. That was for sure.

 

Just after breakfast, he was notified that evidence had been produced that would exonerate him from his crimes and a formal apology would be coming from the courts.  He wouldn’t even need to go to trial later that day.  He would be discharged within a couple of hours the sheriff told him. All he could think of was why they couldn’t have let him go two weeks ago.  Bureaucracy is a slow moving mess.

 

When the time came, he grabbed his few belongings and lumbered out of the door to the cell.  His heart was fluttering.  He was about to be reunited with his man.  He could barely contain the smile on his face.  Walking through the hallway with the guard escort, he saw so many of the faces that had come to fear and respect him.  Most of them nodded goodbye to the behemoth. Most of them had somehow sworn their allegiance to him at some point during his stay.  

 

He caught Jesse again at the phone.  They locked eyes and once again, Jesse’s mouth curled up into a devious smile, like he knew something.  He got an uneasy feeling from the look, but he wouldn’t be stupid enough to try anything Will convinced himself. 

 

Will walked out into the reception area where he was given an XXXL white t-shirt and some very wide-legged jeans that Skye had brought for him to change into before he walked out.  After all of the departure paperwork had been signed and he was ready to meet Skye in the lobby.  His heart was pounding out of his chest and there were legions of butterflies in his stomach—so many he could barely concentrate. 

 

The double doors opened and there he was, standing like a Greek statue but draped with even more muscle, looking Will right in the eyes.  A smile spread across his face as he ran toward the gigantic man.  Will raised Skye’s now-much more muscular body in the air and kissed him. The kiss was long and deep, pure and sweet—something that a lyricist or poet would imagine. Will lowered Skye back to the ground and kept a hold of his hand. “Damn, you look fuckin sweet, Skye."

 

The doors parted and they walked out to the car.  

 

“Are you ready to get fucked Will?”

 

“I’m ready, Beautiful.” 

[TheWeremuscleForest]

 

You are such a romantic beast SeaMusc!

 

The words are so effortless, but you already knew that didn't you?

 

[iceman751]

Hehe, another great chapter, I liked it from the very start, how Will was becoming more and more of a hulking muscle beast, the scene where he folded the huge steel door in half, incredible! If he's that big and strong now, after Phase II he's going to be gargantuan! And so, so strong! Just the way I like my guys! Keep up the good work! 

[Hanugumo]

Yes!!! They are finally able to reunite and I am super happy that Skye is able to pacify the beastly rage of Will. Gosh you are such a wonderful writer and so great at writing romance and make romance be hot as hell. <3 <3

I truly am looking forwards to how huge they both shall become. Though I suspect that Jesse shall be a problem in the future isn't he? He is going to try to get revenge on Will & Skye for the humiliation that Will put him through. ^^;;

[BigCubNY]

good lord SeaMusc! I'm starting to doubt this is your second story! this is simply amazing, sexy, hot.. umm i think i need some alone time with this...

[SeaMusc]

@ RWM - Yep.  You caught me. I am resolutely romantic.  I mean, there is a time and a place for everything, but I definitely am romantic.  

 

@ iceman - Thanks bud.  He will get supersized soon enough.  HUGE STRONG guys do it for me too.  They make me weak in the knees...and have opposite effects in other places.  

[cutlerfan]

Incredible! I loved it all..the imagery...the drama..the passion..all of it! It flows so well. I'm glad they are together again..although Jesse's smile worries me. I shouldn't be too concerned though; if they both grow after this..what can anyone do to keep them apart?

[SeaMusc]

@ Hanugumo - Yes, Jesse will be a bit of a problem.  He's a devious little bastard.  You'll have to wait and see how that unfolds though :-)

 

@ BigCub - Honest to god, my second piece of fiction...ever.  But I have done a lot of academic writing.  Different sides of the brain, but there are some similarities I guess.  As for writing muscle and growth, I just put down on the page bits and pieces of how I see it playing out in one of my fantasies...And believe me, I have many fantasies.  My mind if fertile with ideas that will hopefully get you, and the other guys here, to touch yourselves inappropriately. :-P

@ cutlerfan - Could have included you on that last comment, but we were apparently writing at the same time.  Thanks for your support, brother.  Jesse's smile should worry you.  He's up to no good, that's for sure.  BUT, he has no idea about Skye's growth potential (he has changed himself genetically, so previous limits are completely out the window. The myostatin knock-out gene as well as his new ability to have continued skeletal growth will make him formidable).  As for Will, he obviously has a much more extreme form of growth coming his way.  Jesse has no idea what he is getting himself into.  I LOVE IT!  *rubs hands together and laughs maniacally 

[cutlerfan]

Always exciting when a writer rubs his hands together and laughs maniacally! I'm a bit of a mad scientist at heart myself.

[Guest]

ermahgerd!!! part ii!!