Transform: Muscle City 11
by AKA
Terrence Broderick had become addicted to Jason Hickox. At least, that was what his own impression was of his behavior towards the insanely beautiful, incredibly powerful and un-fucking-believably sexy teen god with whom he had been spending time alone.
They had met accidentally - though in retrospect, maybe Jason hadn�t exactly been just standing there where Terrance could look at him with such open reverence and desire. And at first the things they did together seemed so innocent, even though Jason was traditionally stripped naked and Terrance was worshipping him.
That was the most appropriate term for what the two young men did when they were alone together. Terrance would touch Jason�s body, feeling his silken skin, his hard-as-iron muscles, even his ultra-sensitive cock, and Jason would respond by...growing.
It made Terrance�s jaw drop open and his brain to sizzle every time it happened, and it happened every time. Jason would appear at his door, seemingly always knowing when Terrance would be alone in his home without parental supervision. He would be wearing clothing that hugged his awesome contours like a second skin, usually a white crewneck T-shirt and dark navy bluejeans. He wore flip-flops on his large feet and his fine, straight mane of golden hair would slide across his too-blue eyes as he smiled his perfect smile.
Then he would begin to slowly strip for Terrance, keeping his azure gaze locked on the other boy�s to see the reaction his body elicited in the smaller teen. And Terrance�s own cock would start to pulse and throb and bulge inside his loose-fitting jeans and his breath would come up short and he would feet warm all over.
Because Jason was beautiful. Jason Hickox was perfect.
They met almost daily, now, when Terrance�s mother was at work. Terrance�s father lived somewhere else. So Terrance had the place all to himself for three hours every day.
He�d sometimes see Jason at school, though they shared no classes, because Jason was a year older and a year above him. Still only sixteen, but he looked like an adult - and he sure acted like one.
Was it seduction that Jason practiced on Terrance? Probably not, because Terrance was a willing accomplice to their pairings. And nothing truly sexual had ever happened. Well, except that one time when Jason sat down next to Terrance and pulled open the crotch of his pants and bent his beautiful mouth down and opened his soft, warm, pillowy lips and and sucked Terrance�s hard-on inside his mouth, sucking on him until his toes curls and his eyes rolled up in their sockets and he shot thick volleys of cum inside Jason�s mouth as he guzzled every drop down with obvious joy, moaning blissfully as he did so.
Just that one time.
In school, Jason always seemed to be alone, now. His friends - the other boys like he was, with giant, muscle-swollen bodies tearing out of their clothes and constant throbbing bulges in their crotches - were mostly gone, now. Things were �back to normal,� as some of the stupider students said. And Jason always looked so...sad.
Then he�d be back at Terrance�s door, knocking politely and standing there looking - like he looked. Tall, broad, handsome and powerful. And then he would come inside, and strip naked, and await Terrance to put his hands and his lips on his body, to stroke and caress and kiss him as his cock pushed longer and thicker and harder, rising to its majestic fullness and spilling a stream of clear honey that smelled like...Terrance didn�t know what it smelled like, other than it smelled like Jason.
And Jason was careful not to allow Terrance to taste of that honey. �It will change you,� he said.
And Terrance would look at this beautiful, perfect, sexy specimen of extreme manhood and wonder what was so bad about that. And then that look would come into Jason�s eyes, that look of loneliness and sadness, and Jason would nod and refuse himself the teen god�s gift.
There was a knock at Terrance�s door at the usual time, with the usual cadence. Shave-and-a-haircut, knock knock. He looked through the peep hole and saw the broad, muscular back of his friend encased in his usual clean white T-shirt. He opened the door and Jason pivoted around, giving Terrance one of the beautiful smiles that, in itself, could make his whole body heat up with desire. �Hi, Terrance,� he said.
�Hi, Jason.� He pulled the door open wider.
�Um, before I come inside, can I ask you a favor?�
Terrance shrugged. �I guess so.�
�Do you mind if...a friend comes in with me?�
�A friend?�
Jason nodded. �It�s okay if you say no, but we don�t have anywhere else to go and...something...I�.�
�I don�t mind,� Terrance answered, curiously.
�Thanks,� Jason said, exhaling. He turned back around and said, loudly, �It�s okay, dude, he says we can come in.�
There was rustling and movement in the hedges that fronted Terrance�s yard, and suddenly a dark-skinned young man emerged from the foliage, half-crouched before he stood up and walked towards the house.
He was utterly, completely naked.
Terrance swallowed had. He was obviously like Jason, another of the abandoned or forlorn teenagers whose bodies had swollen thick with muscle, but the thing that drew his attention was the gargantuan length of impressive cock swinging like a heavy pendulum between his thickly muscled thighs.
It was darker than the rest of him, and quite full and fat, with a plum-sized head dangling at its end shrouded in a thick cowl of uncut foreskin. Two plump balls hung low in his scrotum, and he looked almost as if he had been dipped in milk chocolate. �This is Malcolm,� Jason announced.
�Hey,� the new boy said. His voice was absurdly low, but coming from a chest the size of the Titanic, that was hardly surprising. He seemed to grow larger and larger as he approached, and his true size became evident when he stood next to Jason, whom Terrance had always regarded as the largest guy he�d ever met.
But Malcolm was a monster. Muscle bulged out everywhere in fat balls and thick wedges. His skin looked like it sparkled. His chest was composed of two huge globes sticking out a mile, with the biggest, darkest nipples that Terrance had ever seen. He offered his hand, and said, �Thanks, man.�
�You�re...welcome?�
Malcolm laughed gently at Terrance�s obvious wonder and discomfort. �Mind if we step inside? I�m kind of...exposed.� His hand rested against his massive chest, and he smiled with innocence.
�Um, yeah, sure, sorry.�
�No worries,� he said, easily, and then Terrance opened the door fully to allow the gigantic dark-skinned god inside, along with his beautiful blonde companion. �You�re a lifesaver,� Jason said, placing his hand on Terrance�s shoulder and squeezing gently.
As Terrance closed the door, Malcolm said to Jason, �Dude.�
�I know,� he answered, �Sorry.�
�Dude?�
�I�m sorry, all right?�
�Dude.�
Jason looked sheepishly at the other huge man and shrugged. �Sorry.�
Malcolm looked down at himself, holding out his arms as he surveyed every inch of his magnificent, towering form. �What am I supposed to do, now?�
�We�ll figure it out,� Jason said. Then he smiled the smile that always made Terrance melt and said, �Maybe some clothes, first?�
�Dude. Really? Clothes? You think clothes is gonna help?� He was displaying his size, not even flexing but somehow his muscles all sprang up under his dark skin in stark relief. He was...beyond huge.
�Couldn�t hurt.�
�What happened?� Terrance asked, meekly.
Malcolm looked over, hiking his thumb at Jason, and said, �Dude here got a little too excited and�.well...this happened.� He turned towards Terrance and lifted his arms. This time he did flex his muscles - all of them - and Terrance nearly fainted.
Malcolm�s body swelled outwards. Muscle on top of muscle. Thick, hard, full-bodied bulges of steel inflated beneath his chocolate skin. His chest lifted up as it pushed forward. The balls of muscle on his arms split into distinct heads. His shoulders were composed of lobes of deep wedges. An eight-pack of abdominals marched in perfect harmony on his belly. The wide pleats of iron that unfolded on his legs were ungodly.
And then there was his cock. �Huge� couldn�t even begin to adequately describe it.
Terrance swallowed hard, and looked at Jason. �You...did that?�
The handsome blonde god smiled and shrugged, nodding apologetically. �Sort of.�
Terrance looked at Malcolm again. �How?�
�Dude and me, we...well, you know.�
�I know?�
�Yeah, I mean, like how you and him�?�
Terrance looked back at Jason, who shrugged again and said, �A guy has needs.�
�You and him?�
�A guy has needs,� he said again. �And I have...a lot of them. All the time. Like...all the time. So, you know, sometimes I�m with you, sometimes I was with Malcolm.�
�He�s kind of a whore,� Malcolm explained.
�I�m not a whore, I�m a slut,� he said defensively, then he explained, �Whores charge money. And besides, we never...do...anything.�
Malcolm nodded, �Until today! And now look at me!� Terrance was. He was looking at all of him.
Jason approached Malcolm as his muscular display deflated. �Look, we can handle this, it�s all...fixable.�
�How is this fixable? I�m a fucking...I�m huge!�
Jason looked pointedly at Malcolm�s impressive tool and arched an eyebrow. �Huge doesn�t even begin to cover it,� he said, kiddingly.
�This ain�t funny, bro. I mean...look at me!�
�I�m looking at you, Malcolm. Have you looked at you?�
�I�m fucking�.�
�No, I mean, you haven�t really looked at yourself, have you?� Jason turned to Terrance and asked, �Is there a big mirror anywhere?�
�My mom has a full-length mirror on the inside of her closet.�
Jason took Malcolm�s hand in his and they started upstairs. The house was nearly shaking as they mounted the steps and went into Terrance�s mother�s room. �Wait, you can�t�! My mom�ll kill me!�
They didn�t stop to listen. Terrance could hear their heavy treads overhead, and then there was silence, and then he could hear Malcolm�s unmistakable baritone say, �Holy fuck.�
Terrance followed them upstairs and saw Malcolm standing in front of his mother�s dressing mirror, staring at himself. His eyes were wide and a smile was stretched across his full, sensual lips as he slowly turned from side to side, trying to observe every square inch of his mammoth proportions. �Holy fuck,� he repeated softly.
�Yeah, dude,� Jason agreed. �So it�s not completely fucked up.�
�Holy fuck! My ass is...my ass is huge!�
�Looks great from this angle,� Jason qualified. �What do you think, Terrance? You think his ass is huge?�
Terrance shook his head slowly, looking at the dark man�s gorgeous, muscular buttocks. It was composed of two high-arching globes with inset dimples along the outer edge. True, it stuck out a mile, but it was...perfect.
�See? Terrance thinks it�s fine. You�re exaggerating. You look fine.�
�Dude, I�m...fucking not fine! What is my dad gonna say? And my mom�s gonna have a fucking heart attack!�
�Look at the bright side, Mal. You�re about to become the biggest freshman quarterback in Valley High history.�
�What?� Terrance asked, aghast.
�What, what?� Jason repeated.
�He�s a freshman?� Jason nodded. �That guy standing there...is a freshman?�
�I think we just made that clear, Terrance. You need a hearing test or something?�
�How old are you?� he asked Malcolm.
The giant, beautiful, muscular slab of perfection turned around, facing Terrance. �I�m fifteen.�
�What?�
�He said he�s fifteen.�
�You�re a year behind me?� Terrance asked, disbelieving.
Malcolm shrugged. It looked like two mountain ranges having a battle. �I guess so.�
Terrance dashed from his mother�s room back to his own and grabbed something from his bookshelf, then he went back to where the two muscular gods were looking in the mirror and began flipping through the pages of his yearbook until he found the face he was looking for. �Jesus,� he said.
Jason came over and looked down at the photo. �Yep,� he verified, �that�s Malcolm.�
The face smiling back at Terrance from the photo was just a kid. He had large eyes and a friendly smile and chubby cheeks. He looked like he wasn�t even old enough to start shaving, yet.
Terrance looked up from the headshot at the man standing naked in his mother�s bedroom. �Jesus,� he repeated.
�See?� Malcolm said, accusingly. �That�s how everyone�s gonna act!� Then he looked at himself again. �My mom�s gonna kill me.�
�I can�t�this doesn�t�how�?�
�He�s usually a lot better with his vocabulary than this, Malcolm,� Jason explained. �I fear he�s a little taken aback.�
�I just never�.� A thought popped into his head and he started flipping through the pages again until he found another photo, this one of a junior classman with blue eyes and blonde hair by the name of Jason Hickox. �Holy�,� he whispered.
Jason peeked over his shoulder and grimaced. �Yeah, I hated that tie. Fucking clip-ons. Felt like a total nerd.�
The young man in the photo wasn�t bad looking, and Terrance could see the resemblance between the young man Jason had been and the towering god he was now. But the changes were staggering. �Jesus.�
�Yeah, I know, not the best picture, but what are you gonna do?� Jason asked.
Malcolm was still looking at himself in Terrance�s mother�s mirror, twisting his new body around trying to see it from every angle. �My mom�s gonna kill me,� he repeated softly.
�Well, there�s nothing I can do about it now, dude. No take-backsies. And I said I was sorry but, you know, it�s not all my fault.�
Malcolm faced the blonde god, grabbing the fat inches of his new prick and wagging at Jason. �How is this not your fault?�
�I said it�s not all my fault. Look at Terrance! He�s not all huge, is he? That�s because Terrance knows how to play.�
�Yeah, well, you could have warned me or something.�
�What, me going �hold off bro or I�m gonna explode� as you insisted on stroking my cock and kissing my mouth wasn�t enough warning?�
�You kissed him?� Terrance asked.
�We always kiss. What, you never kissed him?�
Terrance shook his head. �He said I shouldn�t.�
Jason gestured at the seven-foot high musclebound man standing before them and said, �And look what happens when someone doesn�t listen!�
�I can�t believe you never kissed him,� Malcolm said. �Never? Like, not even once.�
�He said I shouldn�t.�
�Fuck dude,� Malcolm said, impressed, folding his ham-sized arms across his barrel chest. He looked at Jason. �You should let him kiss you.�
�I�.�
Malcolm stepped forward and put his hand around Jason�s neck, and pulled their mouths together. Terrance watched as the two muscular men kissed with obvious desire. Jason was moaning deeply, and he wrapped the naked dark-skinned man in his arms and kissed his mouth deeply.
Terrance cleared his throat and the other two broke their embrace. Malcolm was smiling and he told Jason, �You should let him kiss you.�
�But�.�
Malcolm looked at Terrance and said, �C�mere.� Terrance took two steps toward the towering duo. Malcolm pushed Jason at Terrance and said, �Kiss him, stupid.�
�But I�.�
�You know he�s in love with you, right?�
Terrance felt his body grow hot. �He�s what?�
�He loves you,� Malcolm repeated, looking at Terrance with his liquid, dark eyes. His deep voice was melodic and soothing. �It�s freaking disgusting, dude. All he ever talks about is you. It�s all �Terrance said this,� and �Terrance did that,� and �I saw Terrance at school today and I nearly lost it.��
Terrance looked at Jason. �You love me?�
The blonde god shrugged sheepishly. �Maybe?�
�I...love you, too.�
�Would you two fucking kiss already?�
�I can�t,� Jason said, sadly. �I can�t love him. I can�t do this to him.�
�Oh, it�s okay for simple amusements like me, but someone you love is too good to turn into Superman?�
�You said it yourself. You�re fucked.�
�Didn�t you ever ask him?�
Jason looked at Terrance. �No.�
�Don�t you think that�s, like, step one?�
�He doesn�t know.�
�What don�t I know?� Terrance asked. His heart was beating very fast. He�d never told anyone he loved them before. The words were surprisingly heavy, and had to manage. But once he�d said it, he found it was very true. He loved Jason. He loved him very much. �What don�t I know?�
�This life. My life. It isn�t easy. People...judge you. Old friends turn their back on you, shun you, turn their back on, become...afraid of you. Your own parents can be...mean.� He looked intently at the smaller boy. �Why do you think everyone else left? It wasn�t to go somewhere better, it was to go somewhere else. It was to leave this place and the people who hate us, the people who scorn us and judge us. The...constant judgement.� He sighed, adding, �And it gets lonely.�
�How could it get lonely if we�re together?�
�Barf,� said Malcolm. �What is this, some fucking scene from All My Super-muscled Children? Can you two just kiss already?�
�What�ll happen?� Terrance asked. �If you change me?�
Malcolm grimaced. �Hello? Have you not seen me? You�ll grow big muscles and a big cock and be horny all the time.� He looked at himself in the mirror again. �All things considered, it�s not all bad.� He looked at Jason and grinned. �Particularly if you have someone around who loves you.�
�It changes you,� Jason explained. �In lots of ways. Not just physical, not just...what you see. But inside, too.�
�Like how?�
�Hard to explain,� he said.
�Do you...regret it?�
Jason answered without even considering for a moment. �No. I would never go back to the way I was.�
�What about you?� Terrance asked Malcolm.
�Well, like, I have to admit that it�s going to take some explaining. I mean, I�m, like, twice as big as I was! Plus I was messing around with another guy, and that�s gonna be hard to explain. And, like, fitting in looking like this - as big as I am - I�ve seen Jason try to manage to fit in, and it�s not easy.� He shrugged. �But fuck �em. Who wants to fit in with a bunch of jerks, anyway? Besides, I kind of like being huge, right? Who�s gonna fuck with me now?� He lifted his arms and clenched his fists and bulged all his muscles into stark relief again.
Who, indeed? The guy was fucking intimidating. Not to mention beautiful and sexy and amazing. Terrance found his cock swelling again just looking at the guy.
What would it feel like, to be huge? To be beautiful and sexy and...weird? To not fit in anymore, and be stared at and judged? And did he really care?
Then he looked at Jason, and his heart melted. �I want to be with you,� he said. �I don�t care how. I don�t care what anyone thinks. I don�t care what anyone does. I just want to be with you.�
�Barf,� Malcolm said again. �Dude, do you have anything that might fit me? I can�t go home like this, with my dick hanging out. Someone�s gonna, like, notice.�
Malcolm was gigantic, standing a foot and a half taller than Terrance and twice as wide. The dude had 24-inch arms and a chest filled in with inches of thick muscle and that ass, that amazing ass. �I...kind of doubt it? But we can look.�
�Excellent. And then you two can get it on and fall in love and all that shit.�
They walked to Terrance�s room - Jason took Terrance�s hand in his own, and it felt strong and warm and comforting - and Terrance tossed a few suggested garments at the huge naked chocolate-skinned teenaged god. In the end, the only thing that would fit him was a jockstrap that framed his ass like the work of art it was, and a white ribbed cotton tanktop that they had to rip open at the neck just to hold onto the man�s upper torso. He still looked ridiculous, and his giant cock was shoving the jock�s basket forward with pornstar confidence, but at least he was no longer entirely naked.
Malcolm posed for his friend and asked, �How do I look?�
�Ridiculous,� Jason confirmed, �but less naked.�
Malcolm adjusted his heavy basket. �Fuck, I�m horny.�
�Yeah, that...doesn�t go away.� Jason grinned, pushing his hand through his wealth of golden hair. �Sorry about that, but it may be the most...frustrating part about this. You�re always going to be horny, and you�re never going to be satisfied.�
�Never?� Jason shook his head. �Damn.�
�I know,� the blonde teen agreed.
�You�re...always horny?�
Jason looked at Terrance, saying, �I though that part was obvious.�
�But...always?� Jason nodded again. �Always, always?� Jason grinned and shrugged. �How do you�?�
�I have you. I have..had Malcolm. And some others.�
�How many others?� Terrance asked.
�You can�t be jealous already,� Malcolm said. �The dude only told you he loved you ten fucking minutes ago, plus if he�s half as horny as I feel, I�m amazed the dude isn�t attacking everything that moves and jerking off twenty-four-seven. My dick is throbbing, my balls are tingling, my nipples are buzzing, my brain is sizzling and all I can think about is...sex. It�s taking a lot of self control for me not to whip it out and go at the both of you right here, right now.�
�You just turned,� Jason explained. �After you grow the first time - well, you�re in overdrive.�
�I�m fucking beyond overdrive.� He was, in fact, rubbing his cock. �Fuck, feels like my balls are gonna burst.�
�They won�t,� Jason said. �At least, I don�t think they will. But you probably should go into the bathroom and rub one out. I�d also suggest taking your cock in your mouth and swallowing as much as you can.�
�I can...do that?�
Jason nodded. �You�ll need to. You�ll have to. From now on, nothing is going to satisfy your constant hunger as much as that.�
�My own cum?�
�Or mine, but�.�
Terrance�s eyes were wide. �Do...whatever you�ve got to do.�
Jason looked at him. �You�re...okay? With this?�
He shrugged. �I don�t...entirely understand it all, but Malcolm is about to rip himself out of that jock and I don�t have another one, so anything you guys need to do to tame that beast...I guess�.�
�Fuck, dude, you�re the best,� Malcolm said, breathlessly. Indeed, his cock was stretching and swelling by the inch. �Dude, you coming?�
Jason looked at Terrance. �I�m...sorry about this. But it�s something else you need to know about. When you change, you�ll need others like me. Lots of others. I love you, Terrance. I�ll be with you as much as you can stand. But you and me, both of us, we�ll need to be with others, too. We just will.�
�Others like Malcolm?�
�Most of them left. So you find substitutes, guys who�ll be with you, just to touch you.�
�Like I did for you?�
�Dudes, honestly? Can you have this little lover�s spat after we�re done? My dick is about to blow a gasket or something. I can fucking feel a fat load shoving up it already.� He was extracting his equipment from the elastic basket of the jock and they all watched him grow increasingly large - almost absurdly so.
�How...big are you?�
�You�re going to find out first hand unless�.�
Jason dropped immediately to his knees, grabbed Malcolm�s cock in his large hand and sucked half of it inside his mouth. Malcolm groaned deeply and balled his hands into fists and was apparently exploding his load inside Jason�s gulping mouth without another thought. He grabbed onto the blonde lad�s head and held him there, slowly positioning his hips and fucking Jason�s face as he released the first of what would be uncountable and uncontrollable fountains of thick, hot cream.
Jason gulped and moaned and as Terrance watched, he noticed his new lover�s body begin to swell. His shoulders were expanding and his neck grew thicker and his lats were unfurling like wings. It seemed as if the other man�s cum was making Jason�s already impressive muscular development swell even larger, and his familiar scent grew very strong in Terrance�s nostrils, with a familiar tang that made his own cock throb.
�Fuck dude,� Malcolm whispered, �so fucking good.� He opened his eyes and looked at Terrance, nodding. �Dude,� he said softly, �you so want to be this.�
A tearing sound drew Terrance�s attention back to Jason�s body, and he watched as the blonde man�s upper torso widened and split the collar of his T-shirt. Rips were also appearing at the seams along his shoulders and arms. He was growing larger, there was no longer any doubt about it. Jason was growing even bigger.
The blonde god reached around Malcolm�s body and grabbed onto his ass, grasping the two firm globes and pulling the tall, dark man�s length of cock deeper inside his mouth. It seemed impossible that so much dick could even fit inside another man, but Terrance watched Malcolm�s cock disappear inch by fat inch inside Jason�s mouth, as if he had been built to do it.
And maybe he had.
Jason was still swelling with power. His arms were bulging at least an inch larger than when he had started swallowing Malcolm�s seed, and his upper body was expanding thicker and wider. Was he also growing taller? Was that even possible?
The two men stayed attached together for minutes, with Jason continually swelling larger as Malcolm fucked his face.
Was this what Terrance had in store for him? Would he need to find some other guy to come into, just to relieve his own desire? Would his time spent with Jason be as...emotionally unsatisfying as this?
But he knew why he had fallen in love with the young man he was watching swell with power. When they were together, whenever they were together, Jason was gentle, and caring, and tender. At the same time, Terrance had never met someone so confident and masculine and virile. Certainly they had never gone beyond touching each other, and Jason�s body was like some unending exploration of pure pleasure, every inch of his skin as soft as silk and every muscle as hard as iron. He smelled...like he smelled, that remarkable, sexy musk with its tang of sweat and something else so powerfully male that it seemed to soak into his own libido and get his cock pumping.
He realized that what was happening between Jason and Malcolm was less about desire and emotion more about need - a real physical need that they shared, and that Terrance couldn�t understand.
At least...not yet.
Minutes passed, and at last Jason pulled off of Malcolm�s huge prick, wiping some excess cream from his mouth with his forearm and licking his lips. Then he stood up and it was evident that he was, in fact, taller than before, and certainly much larger.
His shirt was ripped in several places, and his tanned flesh was pushing through. The hem of the shirt rode higher on his upper body, exposing an inch or two of his midriff. His pants were so tight on his lower body that they looked like a second skin, hugging his muscular contours with tenacity.
�Fuck,� Malcolm whispered, �that was intense.�
Jason kissed Malcolm on the mouth and said, �Thanks.�
�You�re welcome?� Malcolm answered, curiously.
�Your first delivery,� Jason explained, �is super-powered. Your body needs to pump out the excess and apparently,� he said, looking down at himself, �you had a ton of excess.�
Malcolm was working his fat prick back inside the jockstrap. �That felt�amazing. Watching you grow. Actually feeling you grow, and knowing that I was doing that. Fucking amazing.�
Jason smiled. �Another sensation that never goes away,� he said. �Growing someone else is the ultimate high.� He turned around and Terrance nearly gasped from lust and shock.
His friend and lover had changed in several small ways, but they all added up to make him even more beautiful than before, which Terrance thought impossible. �Now you see what happens,� Jason said. �You see how it is. When you�re like me, you crave other men. I love you, Terrance, I do. Never doubt that. But I know you were hurt when you realized you weren�t the only man in my life. Because when you�re like me, there are never enough other men.� He approached the much smaller teenager and placed his warm, strong hand behind Terrance�s neck. �Can you...accept that? I�ll understand if you can�t. Most people don�t.�
�Which is why they left? Why they all left?�
�Yes. To be together.�
�But you didn�t go.�
�No,� he answered, smiling.
�Why?�
�I was looking for something, or waiting for something - something I felt was still here. But it turned out I was really waiting for someone.� Then Jason kissed Terrance with a passion and hunger that made the other young man feel weak and humble.
�Aw, ain�t love a bitch?� Malcolm said, still stuffing his hungry prick inside the small jockstrap. �Are you two gonna get it on or not?�
Jason�s kiss turned into a smile against Terrance�s lips. �That�s up to you, Terrance. What do you want to do. I�ll do anything you want me too. We can keep things the way they are and I�ll be perfectly happy just feeling your hands on my body. Or I can leave if you don�t want me around anymore.�
�Or you can just shut up and change me right here and now so we can be together.�
Jason sighed happily. �Are you sure? Are you sure you want this?�
�I want to be with you,� he answered. �That�s all I�m sure of.� Terrance kissed Jason this time, with equal passion. He allowed himself to finally drop his walls and let himself out - and someone else in. �I want you,� he repeated.
�Well, that�s good,� Jason said, smiling his beautiful smile, �because here I am.�
�What do I do?� Terrance asked.
�The next part�s easy. Just ask Malcolm.�
�Yeah, little dude, Mr. Muscles here is gonna lay his power juice on you and all you have to do is lap it up and swallow it all down. The more you drink, the bigger you get.�
�As big as you?�
�Maybe. Probably.�
�Dude,� Jason said, tilting his head, �What about�?�
�What about what?�
�You�re...like...a virgin. Are you sure you want to try taking this on? I mean, you know, I�m totally up for whatever you want to do, but I�m not exactly small.�
�Major meat, bro!� Malcolm announced, proudly.
Terrance was blushing. �How do you know I�m a�?�
�Terrance, it doesn�t matter to me. I don�t care if you�ve had zero sex or all the sex in the world. But...I can sort of tell. I mean, I�m, like, the farthest thing from a virgin a guy our age can be, right? And if you�re not a virgin, the whole sex thing isn�t as big a deal as it is...to you.�
�But�.�
Jason shook his head. �I know, dude. I know. When we�re together, I want you in the worst way, and I think you want me, too. But you never even, you know, tried.�
�Dude,� Malcolm said. �Never?�
�Lay off him,� Jason warned.
�No, you�re right. He�s right. I never...did...anything. And I wanted to, but I thought you�d think I was weird or stupid or something, because you�re having sex and stripping off your clothes and I�m...not�.�
�Are we really standing here discussing this?� Malcolm asked. �Because it seems to me like in about two minutes it�s not gonna matter shit who�s a virgin and who isn�t.� He approached Terrance and laid his hand on the smaller boy�s shoulder, with his two fat cocks wagging between them. �Dude. It�s easy. Sex is fun. Sex feels good. And sex with this guy? It�s like�whoa.� He smiled. �You really want in there, my man. Trust me on that.�
�In there?�
�Sweetest piece of ass in the state, if not the whole damn country.�
�Malcolm,� Jason said, �you can shut the hell up any old time you want to.�
�I�m paying you a compliment, dumb ass.�
�Yes, and I appreciate it, but I�m not sure waving those giant pricks in Terrance�s face are helping quell his fear, if you see what I mean.�
�Oh. Right. Yeah. Uh, sorry about that, bro. Why don�t I leave you two alone for a few and you can work this all out.� He went to the doorway and said, �I�ll be right down the hall. Just call when you need me. I�ll come a runnin�, don�t you worry about that.�
�Yeah, uh, thanks.�
�You, uh, got a big screen TV?�
�Yeah.�
�Got Xbox?�
�Yeah?�
�Call of Duty?�
�Yeah.�
�I�m good, then, bro. Carry on.� As he turned, he slapped both erections into the door frame and winced. �Damn, Jason, I know why you keep one of these bad boys tucked up all the time. It�s like walking around with two pool cues attached to your crotch!� Then he was stroking both huge hard-ons as he walked his bulbous muscular butt out of the room and down the stairs.
�He�s funny,� Terrence observed.
�Yeah, but he doesn�t know when to shut up. I mean, I like some dirty talk during sex as much as the next guy, but when he starts up with his �man pussy� business I�.� he paused when he saw Terrance�s features fall. �Sorry. TMI, right?�
�No, I mean, I guess I knew you were, like, with...other guys.�
�But being confronted with it is another story.�
�Sort of,� Terrance admitted. �So, do I need to talk dirty to make you�?�
�Oh, fuck...I mean, no, Terrance. You just need to be you. That�s all I want. That�s all I need. When you�re you. When you�re...feeling me. The look on your face. The sounds you make. The way you caress and stroke and fondle me. Jesus, Terrance, I�m majorly turned on just thinking about us together.�
Terrance looked down at Jason�s crotch. �It doesn�t look like your majorly turned on.�
�And you would know,� Jason agreed. �I just...didn�t want to scare you.�
�It�s not like I haven�t seen you at full mast, Jason.�
The blonde teen muscle god blushed. �Well, yeah, but...this is different.� He kissed Terrance again. �This time, we�ll be making love to each other.� He kissed him again. �This time�no boundaries. No limits. And no fears.�
Terrance was left breathless. �Let�s go to bed.�
Jason growled like a lion in response.
�How should we start?� Terrance asked, closing his bedroom door.
�If it�s okay with you, can we start like we always start?� Jason was already peeling his ripped shirt from his larger body, revealing the muscular torso that always caused Terrance�s brain to start spinning and his cock to throb in response. �I love to feel your hands on my body, Terrance. I want you to do anything with me that you want to...until you�re ready for me.�
Terrance gulped had as Jason unzipped and stripped his jeans from his legs, and his massive shank of sex meat flopped out in all its bountiful glory. It was fat and firm and hefty, already throbbing with dull beats over his two plump balls hanging low and heavy in their tight sack of skin. �I think that sounds good,� he said. Then he approached the much taller, beautiful and muscular boy and set his hands against the two hard globes of his chest. His warmth and his scent were both strong, and his whole body seemed to pulse with power.
Terrance sighed and closed his eyes, slowly moving his palms across the smooth skin of his lover. Jason merely stood there before him, feeling the sensation of the other young man�s touch on his sensitive flesh. He groaned with pleasure and Terrance smiled at the familiarity of the sound, moving his hands towards Jason�s two stout nipples and rubbing them playfully with the tips of his fingers.
Jason swallowed thickly and licked his lips, already finding it hard to contain his overactive libido. He couldn�t wait to see this small, beautiful, loving friend pump up with muscle, and feel the sensation of growing a new Muscle Club member - but this time, someone he truly cared about with a deep passion. What would it be like, to grow someone you wanted to be with forever? Someone who made you feel the way Terrance made Jason feel?
�That feels good,� Jason whispered.
�I know,� Terrance answered, then he grabbed onto Jason�s throbbing cock and squeezed him. �You�re not very good at hiding your feelings.�
�Oh, fuck,� Jason said softly. �I want�.�
�What do you want?�
He looked down into Terrance�s eyes. �I want to show you all of me.�
�All of you?�
�I want to show you who I really am. What I truly look like. I want you to know everything.�
�I already know�.�
�No,� Jason said, �you don�t.�
Then Jason began to grow again. Terrance had some clue that Jason could do this. He�d seen - and felt - it happening before, as if Jason sometimes couldn�t help himself and his whole body was a giant dick inflating with passion and getting bigger and harder.
But now he was exploding with muscle. And his second cock appeared and quickly swelled to become a twin to its brother. And he grew and he grew and he grew, growing wider and taller by the foot until his head nearly brushed the ceiling and his body was bursting with power.
Even more than that, Jason�s handsome face became - godlike. His intense blue eyes were sparkling. His hair looked like spun silk. His skin glowed with health. He was...beyond beautiful, and Terrance nearly came spontaneously when confronted with Jason�s unfiltered appearance. �This is me,� he said. �This is what it truly means to be in Muscle Club.�
�You�re�.�
�Fucking huge,� Jason said.
�Beautiful.� He put his hands on Jason�s hugeness again. Jason closed his eyes and sighed with utter contentment.
Terrance moved his hands across the vast muscular landscape that Jason presented. The huge godlike teen simply stood before him motionless and allowed the smaller boy to feel every inch of his magnificent body. It seemed to Terrance that he would never be able to fully appreciate all of Jason. There was just...so much of him, now.
And all of it, every inch of him, was perfect and beautiful.
�I want to be with you more than ever,� Terrance admitted. �I want to be with you forever.�
�Let�s get started.�
Malcolm was online with some of his friends killing a variety of them when two sets of very heavy footsteps started down the stairs. He paused the game and twisted around on Terrance�s couch, looking towards the sound.
Jason appeared first, fully naked and evidently still fully aroused. �I just� I don�t� You won�t��
�What? What happened?�
�He�s just� huge.�
Then another man appeared behind him, a towering figure whose body easily outstripped Jason�s in the muscle department. �Hi, Malcolm,� the other man said. His voice was a deep rumble and equal to his size. He lifted his right arm, flexing the muscle already bulging there to full power. Then he grinned, winked, and they all watched it swell even bigger, rising upwards and blooming into a massive collection of unbelievable brawn.
Terrance was a monster. As he stepped around Jason, he revealed a pair of legs overwhelmed with fat teardrops of incredible power. Both of his cocks were hanging free and they were bigger, even, than Malcolm�s. His chest and belly were coated in a dense forest of dark curls, and his chin and upper lip were similarly furry. He looked like a bear, but one who�d been going to the gym for several hours a dat for his entire life. �I got big,� Terrance said, simply, grinning with pride.
�Fuck,� Malcolm said, rising slowly and in obvious shock. �Holy fuck!�
�I know,� Jason said. �I mean...look at him!�
�What�? How did you�?�
�I don�t know! He just kept growing and growing and growing! I kept thinking he couldn�t get any bigger and then...he got bigger!�
Terrance�s body was coated in sweat. His skin glowed like liquid metal. His face was almost inhumanly handsome, in an extremely masculine manner. Piercing dark eyes, a broad nose and brow, a square jaw and lustrous dark hair hanging along his massively broad shoulders and down his back. �Feels...weird,� he said in his new, deep voice. The tone seemed to pierce Malcolm right in his balls and make his cock twitch. �Feels...amazing.�
Terrance lifted both arms and tensed the muscle into full bloom. Malcolm�s cock twitched and inflated immediately as he watched this man�s body display its power. Terrance�s lat spread was mind-blowing. His chest was like two massive barrels attached to his upper body, coated in dark fur and copper skin. Veins traversed his arms and legs, feeding the insane brawn that was bulging from every inch with blood to feed the muscle�s development.
It was almost impossible to believe that the man standing in the living room was the same boy he had met only a half hour ago. �Fuck me,� Malcolm whispered, as his brain tried to make sense of what his eyes were seeing.
Terrance grinned at Malcolm�s declaration of his obvious Alpha status. No one in the room was as big as he was now. But maybe he could change that. �Who�s first?� he asked, lowering his arms and grabbing a cock in each hand.
Malcolm raised his hand and shouted, �Me!� and Jason turned around and kissed his boyfriend with eager need.
Terrance pulled in slow breath to calm himself. His balls were bulging with cream. His cocks rose higher and higher and began to drool streams of clear, warm, man-scented honey. His heart beat faster and he felt his heat and desire build to insane levels. �No need to fight, guys,� he said. �I�ve got enough for both of you.� Then he offered each man one of his gargantuan, steel-hard cocks and a slow bubble of heavy, mouth-watering, super-powered cum appeared at the mouth of each cobra.
Malcolm tripped over the couch in his haste to suck down Terrance�s seed, and Jason fell to his knees and grabbed one of Terrance�s cocks and pulled it into his mouth and began sucking in earnest.
Terrance immediately released his copious load of hot cream, pumping it up the inches of each monster jutting from his loins into the mouths of the two already massive young men in his living room. He closed his eyes and clenched his hands into fists and ground his teeth together from the sheer unfiltered bliss of sexual release and complete satisfaction as he pushed his ungodly power of muscle and masculine energy down the throats of the other men.
His brain sizzled and flipped from the intensity of his orgasmic explosion. His body swelled full with muscle and he reached up to pinch his fat nipples hard, revving his engines even higher and shoving his pricks deep inside the men, fountaining explosive deliveries of industrial-strength Muscle Club juice into his lover and his friend.
They guzzled and gulped down every drop he could give them, feeling their own bodies glowing with power as Terrance�s first delivery began to suffuse them and make them grow bigger, yet.
Pulses of insane power throbbed through their bodies. Terrance twisted and tortured his nipples and pumped gallons of his cream inside them, nearly blacking out from the potency and force of utter, absolute, perfect muscular growth he was offering these men.
And they grew larger with every gulp. Muscle bloomed outward beneath their skin. The lobes of muscle on their shoulders swelled and split and swelled again. Their chests pushed forward from their bodies inch by inch. They were developing the same insane level of muscular growth that Terrance had experienced, and it was happening with mind-blowing speed and effectiveness.
Terrance was a muscle-making machine. He looked down and watched Jason and Malcolm - each grasping one of his massive cocks and pulling it deep inside themselves - as they became even larger versions of their perfect selves.
Jason was right, Terrance realized. Nothing else in the world felt like this. And there was nothing now that Terrance wanted more than to continue making more men grow huge and muscular and beautiful with the power that his cocks and balls delivered.
They drank down all that they could as their bellies bulged with the gallons of seed that Terrance could offer. His balls bulged with the weight of his unfiltered and unending supply, until at last each man, gasping and dizzy from the bliss of growth, fell from his cocks breathing deeply, their newly grown bodies as massive and insanely huge as Terrance�s own.
�Holy fuck,� Malcolm said softly. His voice was deeper, again, coming from somewhere inside the insane chest he now owned. �What the fuck?�
Jason sighed and smiled and looked up at Terrance. �Thank you,� he said.
�That was nothing,� Terrance offered. Then he wagged his monsters at them and asked, �You sure you don�t want some more?�
�More?� Jason looked down at his bulging belly and watched it slowly recede as his body caught up with the cargo of juice Terrance delivered, absorbing it inside his muscles and feeling them swell and throb with power.
�Yeah,� Terrance said, �more.� He smiled and looked down as both cocks drooled thick ropes of cream onto the carpet. He was still coming! He hadn�t stopped at all! �I�ve got a lot more if you want it.�
�I have a better idea,� Malcolm announced, struggling to stand up. His body was insane, now. Well beyond huge. Bulging with almost more muscle than his frame could handle. He was still growing as he absorbed what Terrance had given him, and as the others looked at him they could see his frame stretch to more easily contain the brawn, correcting and perfecting itself until he was over eight feet high, bending his head at the ceiling. �Where�s the phone?� he asked. �I think we should invite a few friends over.�
Terrance grinned. �The more the merrier,� he agreed.
Jason�s body, too, was still adjusting as he stood. �You know what this means, right?�
�Yeah,� Terrance said, nodding. �Welcome to The New Muscle Club, gentlemen. Now let�s get this party started.�