O’Melissokomos
The Bee Keeper

Before and After (musc)

by John D.

Part 1

Jimmy was 22 years old and had just graduated from college. He was a computer whiz. He had majored in computer science and had gotten real good grades. And his dream had come true. He had been hired by Google as a computer software engineer, also known as a computer programmer. He had just finished his first week on the job. Jimmy was gay. He had known he was gay since he first became a teen. He joined the gay club in high school and college and all his friends were gay. He always stayed away from the jocks because they would taunt him and sometimes even throw a punch at him, just because he was gay.

Jimmy had always been tall and skinny. He was six feet two inches tall and weighed only 125 pounds. And even though he was so skinny he had a small layer of fat on his body. He was pasty white and soft. He had blue eyes and light brown hair. Except for being so skinny and nerd like, he was actually pretty good looking. He had never gone to a gym class, never participated in any sports, never did anything with his body. All he did was study and play with his computers and hang out with his gay friends, who all looked like him.

During his first week on the job his manager told him about Google’s “wellness” program. The company knew that the software engineers got stressed out on the job, working long hours under great pressure. So they established the “wellness” program to encourage their employees to work out a little bit and eat healthier foods. The company believed that this would keep their employees healthier and less stressed out. Jimmy’s manager said that if he trained in the company’s gym three times a week for at least one hour per session he would get a bonus of $100 per month. Jimmy was totally broke after four years of college and lots of student loans, so that extra $100 sounded real good to him. The manager told him where the gym was and encouraged his newest geek programmer to try it.

So that night Jimmy bought some gym shorts, the only gym shorts he had ever purchased. He had an old tee shirt he was going to use. The next day after work he walked into the company gym with his shorts and his tee shirt under his arm. He was going to wear the same sneakers he used at work. The gym was quite large and well equipped - Google didn’t spare any expense. He looked around the room and saw a lot of geeks like him working out. Some of them were skinny. Some were fat. But they were all weak. They were lifting puny little weights and doing cardio. Then he looked over to his right and saw Chad approaching him. His mouth dropped open. Chad was 23 years old, He was 6’ 1” tall and he weighed 205 pounds. And he was all muscle. Solid muscle. He was wearing a tank top that showed off his huge shoulder muscles and his bulging pecs and lats. His arms were gigantic. Under his shorts you could see his huge legs. His calves were enormous. And he was very defined. It looked to Jimmy like he had absolutely no fat on his body. He was all muscle. He had very tan skin, brown hair and brown eyes. Jimmy kind of froze. Chad was a jock. A total jock. The kind of jock that always picked on Jimmy. And now he was walking right up to Jimmy and he was smiling.

“How ya doing?” said Chad as he held out his hand. Jimmy held out his hand and Chad shook it, gripping Jimmy’s hand just hard enough to show him his enormous strength. “I’m Chad. I’m the trainer in this gym.”

Jimmy stared at Chad’s body. “Hi. I’m Jimmy. I kind of figured out you weren’t a geek computer programmer,” he stammered.

Chad laughed. “No, I don’t know squat about computers. But I know a lot about muscles. I was a wrestler and football player in high school. In ninth grade I only weighed 120 pounds and when I graduated I weighed 195. So I gained 75 pounds of muscle in high school. Then I got into bodybuilding and really toned up my body. In college I majored in Kinesiology. That’s the study of the movement of the human body. I learned about every muscle we have and how to build them. I learned how to eat right and how to work out right. And then I got my personal training certificate. Yeah, I know muscle real well. I was training one of the Google executives in a local gym and he asked me to come work for the company, training all you little geeks. I love it here. The pay is great and I don’t have to bust my ass looking for clients ‘cause you’re all right here.”

Jimmy nodded his head. He was still mesmerized by Chad’s incredible body. Chad continued. “Now I know you’re never gonna look like me. I’m a jock. I’ve always been a jock. And I’m a mesomorph so I can build muscle real easy. You little geeks are never gonna be able to build up as much muscle as I have. But I can give you inspiration. I’m gonna give you some incentive, some hope. Maybe you can put on a few pounds of muscle. You gotta work out right and eat right. I’m gonna push you to work out your weak little body. You’ll feel better. You’ll work better. That’s the whole idea. So welcome to the gym. Go change into your gym clothes and then we’ll get started.”

So Jimmy changed into his gym clothes and walked out of the locker room. Chad was waiting for him. “Okay, first we’re gonna weigh you and take a few measurements. Then you’ll be able to tell if you’re adding muscle. And we’re gonna take a few pictures. They’ll be your “before” pictures. After a few months we’ll take some more pictures and see if you’ve improved. It’s all part of the wellness program.” So Chad weighed Jimmy at 125 pounds. “Very skinny for your height,” Chad laughed. Then he wrapped a tape around Jimmy’s chest. “Flex your chest muscles,” he said. Jimmy flexed. “You’re not flexing! Flex ‘em!”

Jimmy looked at Chad. He was so embarrassed. “I am flexing. I just don’t have any muscles to flex.”

Chad laughed again. “Oh, sorry,” he said. “Thirty three inches. God your chest is so small. My chest is 48 inches. Forth-eight inches of muscle. And that muscle is strong. I can bench 375 pounds.” Chad looked at Jimmy like the jock he was. Strong and dominant.

“Okay, flex your arm.” Jimmy flexed but there was no muscle to flex. His flexed arm looked the same as his unflexed arm. “Whoa, you are so skinny,” said Chad. “You’re one of the skinniest guys I’ve ever seen in here. Nine and a half inches. God, that’s skinny.” Jimmy put down his arm and Chad grabbed it. “Your arm is like a little straw, like a little stick. We’re gonna put some muscle on that arm. Here feel my arm.” Jimmy reached out and grabbed Chad’s arm, which was hanging like a big piece of hard meat at his side.

“Oh my god,” said Jimmy as he felt the thick hard muscle.

Then Chad raised his arm and flexed his bicep. “Eighteen inches of solid rock,” he said as he looked approvingly at his huge flexing bicep. You could see fibers of muscle almost bursting through his skin. Veins covered the muscle.

Jimmy’s mouth dropped open. “Oh shit! It’s so fucking big! And it’s so fucking hard! I never thought human flesh could get this hard!”

Chad smiled. “Yeah, its big and its hard. All my muscles are big and hard. Remember, I’m a jock. A total jock. And you’re just a geek. But I’m gonna try to put some muscle on that little stick arm of yours.”

“Okay, now the leg.” Chad wrapped the tape around Jimmy’s skinny little leg. “Sixteen inches. Fuck, my arm is two inches bigger than your leg. We gotta put some muscle on those legs. My legs are 27 inches. Maybe we can get you up to 18 inches or so.” Jimmy looked at Chad’s legs and the trainer flexed them for his little geek student. “I can squat with 450 pounds,” said Chad. “That’s a lot of fucking iron.”

Jimmy couldn’t believe how much weight that was. All he could say was “Wow!” as he looked a Chad’s huge legs.

“Time for the picture Strip off your shirt,” said Chad. He got a camera from his office and stood Jimmy against a wall. “Okay, just stand there.” Snap. “Now raise up your arms and flex your biceps.” Snap. “Now stand there and do this. Flex all your muscles.” Chad hit a most muscular pose. “Okay, do it.” he said. Jimmy tried to hit the pose, but he had no muscles to flex. Just bone and skin. “Okay, turn around and just stand there.” Jimmy turned and stood there. “Last one. Flex your biceps again. We’re gonna get a picture from the back.” So Jimmy flexed. Snap.

He turned around and said, “Can I get a couple pictures standing next to you? That would give me a lot of inspiration.”

Chad looked at him and grinned. “Sure, why not,” he said as he ripped off his tank top. Jimmy gasped as he saw Chad’s abs. They were a shredded washboard of muscle. Chad handed the camera to one of the other geeks. First he got a picture of the two of them standing side by side, with Chad flexing his lats and abs and Jimmy having no lats or abs at all. Chad’s legs were huge and he flexed them a little bit, showing off how cut and hard his leg muscles were. Jimmy’s legs looked like little sticks. Another pic showed them flexing their arms in a double biceps pose, with Chad’s huge biceps dwarfing Jimmy’s little twigs. Then there was a most muscular pose. Chad’s traps and shoulders and arms and pecs bulged with rippling muscle. Jimmy didn’t have any muscles to flex at all, just bone and skin and a layer of fat. Finally they did a side pose flexing their triceps. Chad’s tricep bulged with big ridges of muscle and his shoulder was huge with striations of muscle on top of what looked like a cannonball. Jimmy looked like a stick. No triceps, no shoulder muscles. Nothing. Jimmy looked like a skeleton.

“I’ll make a CD of these pictures while you’re doing your cardio and you can take it with you,” said Chad. Then he looked at Jimmy in the eyes and said, “You’re gay, aren’t you Jimmy.”

Jimmy gulped. “Yeah, how could you tell?”

Chad laughed. “I guess I’ve got gaydar. I can tell when a guy checks out my body the way you did. I can tell when he touches my muscles and gasps, the way you did. And then when you asked to have pictures taken with me I knew for sure. You’re gonna beat off four times tonight, right?”

Jimmy gulped. Chad was like a mindreader. “Uh, well maybe two our three times. I can never get to four.”

Chad laughed again. “Fuck I can cum six times in one night when I’m really horny. I’ve got a girlfriend and I fuck her all the time. She loves feeling my muscles as I fuck the shit outta her.”

Jimmy looked at Chad’s body and trembled. He wondered whether Chad was going to taunt him for being gay, just like all the jocks used to do in high school.

Chad looked at him and seemed to understand his concern. “Hey, I don’t care if you’re gay. Lots of the geeks at this company are gay. I’m a paid professional and I don’t care if you’re gay or straight. And if you get off on my muscles that’s fine with me. I’m proud of my body. I’ve worked real hard to get these muscles and the gay guys like my body way more than the straight guys. Fuck, I’ll even let you feel my muscles once in awhile. Maybe you’ll keep coming to the gym. Inspiration, right?” He laughed.

 

Part 2

“Okay, enough talk,” said Chad. “Now you gotta work!” Chad handed Jimmy two sheets of paper. “The first sheet is your beginner exercises. I’m gonna show you how to do them today. Then I’ll be around if you have any questions. We’re gonna warm up with a light weight and then raise the weight so you can get about 10 reps. So you’ll do two sets of each exercise. After you become more advanced you can go to three or four sets but you’re way too skinny now for that. The second sheet is a list of the foods you should eat and the foods you should not eat. If you want to put on muscle, you gotta eat the right foods to do it. You gotta eat more protein. You can still eat carbs and fat, ‘cause you’re so skinny, but lay off the pizza and french fries and stuff like that. Just eat the good stuff. And you’re so skinny maybe you should take some protein powder. You can get it at a heath foods store. With the exercise and good food maybe you’ll gain a few pounds of muscle and feel a lot better. That’s all part of our wellness program. I wanna make you well!”

Jimmy looked at the exercise sheet and then at the food list. He wondered it he was really going to be able to do this. He had never lifted anything heavier that a small computer and he ate all kinds of junk food. But he was very encouraged by Chad. Chad really was giving him inspiration. And if he came to the gym he got to see Chad. He got to see Chad’s body and maybe even feel his muscles. That was incentive right there. So he decided to try it. “Okay,” he said.

Chad smiled. “Come with me.” He led Jimmy to a bike. “First you’re gonna do some cardio to warm up your body. Ten minutes of bike riding. You can do that, right?”

Jimmy nodded his head. “Yeah, I think so.”

Chad patted him on the back. “Good. Get on and set the resistance to something that makes you work a little but not too much. I’m gonna put these pics on a CD. I’ll be right back.”

So Jimmy rode the bike. He hadn’t had this kind of exercise in years. He rode a bike when he was a kid but he hadn’t done anything physical since he was about 12. At the end of 10 minutes he was getting tired.

Chad came out of his office and handed him a CD. “Here it is, Jimmy boy. I like the pictures of us standing together. I look so good standing next to a geek like you. Sometimes I don’t realize how good I look until I see pictures like these.” He flexed his arm and admired his muscle. Jimmy was staring at that muscle too.

“Okay, time for the real exercises. You’re gonna do two sets of each exercise. The first set will just be a warm up and we’ll use real light weights. The second set will be heavier. I’ll try to make it so you can do about 10 reps. In a month or so, if you put on some muscle, you can go to three or four sets. That’s how you really build big strong muscles like mine.”

So Chad guided Jimmy through the routine on the sheet of paper. “The first exercise is lat pulldowns. These are your lats and this exercise will make ‘em grow.” Chad flexed his lats and Jimmy stared in wonder at the enormous slabs of muscle that slashed from his wide shoulders down to his narrow hips. “Here’s how you do it.” Chad placed the peg at the 150 pound mark, the last mark on the weights. He was going to use all the weights on the rack. He got down, put his knees under the pad and pulled down the bar. “See my lat muscles working? Go ahead and feel ‘em. Feel what happens to ‘em when I do the set.”

Jimmy wrapped his skinny little fingers around Chad’s huge lat muscles. “Oh my god,” he murmured and Chad grinned. Chad started cranking out the reps.

“You feel my lats getting bigger, getting harder? They’re getting pumped. When I work ‘em hard like this they get flooded with blood. The blood makes ‘em bigger and harder and it really makes ‘em grow. And it feels so good to get a pump. It’s almost as good as sex. My muscles just feel so good when they’re all pumped up.” Chad cranked out 15 reps and Jimmy gasped as he felt his lats getting bigger and harder with each rep. When Chad finished he jumped up off the seat and flexed his lats right in front of Jimmy. “See how the muscles bulge? See all the veins? See all the muscle fibers? Yeah, that’s a good pump. I hope you can get a pump. Some guys just can’t get a pump at all and their muscles just don’t grow. The guys who get a good pump are the ones who grow big muscles. Very few guys in this gym get any kind of pump. All you guys are geeks. But maybe you can do it. We’ll see. I’m here to give you hope.” Chad looked down and saw a huge bulge under Jimmy’s shorts. Jimmy was rock hard. Chad laughed. “See if you can hold it until after the workout,” said Chad as he grinned and flexed his lats even harder.

So Chad did all the exercises first, to Jimmy’s delight, and he let Jimmy touch his working muscles as he lifted weights that Jimmy could not even imagine lifting. Then Jimmy did them. Chad showed Jimmy the muscles on his huge body and how the exercises worked them. Chad looked like an anatomical chart in a doctors office. You could see every muscle under his thin tan skin. As Jimmy did the exercises, Chad corrected his form and prodded him to do the exercises correctly. Jimmy started out with almost no weight for his warmup and then Chad added 10 or 20 pounds, very light weights for a very skinny boy. And Jimmy barely managed to crank out eight to 12 reps with that weight. Chad was a very good guesser at Jimmy’s strength, actually the lack of any strength. They did the lat pulldowns, machine rowing, military presses. lateral raises, bench presses, incline dumbbell presses, barbell curls, dumbbells curls, triceps pressdowns and french presses.

At the end of this upper body workout, Jimmy was exhaused. He had never worked this hard in years and years. He wondered if he had a pump. He reached up and felt his lats and he thought he felt some hard muscle that he never had felt before. He was exhausted and wanted to stop, but he wasn’t done. He still had to do legs. He did squats, leg presses, leg extensions and hamstring curls. Now Jimmy was panting with exhaustion. Chad kept talking to him, saying things like “You can do it Jimmy! Push that weight. Make your muscles work. Get a pump! Make ‘em grow!” This really encouraged Jimmy and he drove through the workout even though he was now in pain. Finally he did situps. He could only do five situps so Chad made him do four sets, a total of 20.

At the end of the workout Chad slapped him on the back and said, “Good job, geek boy. You really worked hard. Now go take a shower and eat real good for the next two days. I’ll see you in here the day after tomorrow. You gotta rest and let your muscles grow.” Jimmy nodded and staggered to the locker room and shower. Now he was wondering again if he could really do this. He looked at Chad and hoped that he could. As soon as he got inside the locker room he found an empty secluded space and immediately beat off.

Jimmy could barely move as he left the gym. All his muscles were sore. He got in his car and went to the supermarket. He looked the list of foods that Chad had given him and bought them. He was going to try the program. He was going to give up junk foods, at least for a couple weeks and see what happened. And low and behold, the supermarket had some protein powder too. So he bought a big jar. Next to the protein powder were bottles of Muscle Milk. He studied the labels and saw that they were protein milkshakes. You could drink these instead of Coke or Dr. Pepper and put even more protein into your body. So he bought a bunch of those too. He was going to eat a lot of protein. That’s what Chad said to do and Jimmy wanted to do whatever Chad told him to do.

He got home and made dinner using the good foods Chad had listed. He thought he was hungrier than usual and he actually had a second portion of food. Must have been the working out, he thought. All that work made my stomach get real empty. After dinner he loaded the pictures onto his laptop and brought it into his bedroom. He marveled at the pictures of Chad and marveled at how good Chad looked and how terrible he looked. He beat off three times as he looked at those pictures and thought about him touching Chad’s huge muscles. So that made four for the day. It was a record. He had been more aroused than ever. He was beginning to like the wellness program. Before he went to bed, he had a glass of milk with protein powder. He thought it was strange that he was hungry again so soon after dinner.

The next morning he woke up and he was ravenously hungry. He had never been this hungry in the morning in his life. Usually he just had a bowl of cereal, but now he wanted lots more food. He had two bowls of cereal, some eggs and some toast. And then he had another protein drink. Finally he was full. His body was still sore but he actually felt pretty good. He was more awake than he usually was at this time and he was ready to do some hard programming.

He felt he was more alive at the office that morning and he thought he was working faster and better than he had before. Maybe that wellness program really works, he thought. The other guy in his cubicle was a straight guy named Ben. Ben looked very average. He was about 5’9” tall and probably weighed around 160 pounds. He had played soccer when he was younger, but he didn’t do anything athletic now. He had a small pot belly from all the beers he drunk. He decided not to participate in the wellness program. Like most straight guys, he thought his body was just fine. He had no trouble picking up girls - maybe not the hottest girls, but at least some girls.

“So how did your wellness program workout go?” he asked. “Do you feel more well?” He laughed.

“It was pretty brutal,” said Jimmy. The trainer really made me work hard. My body’s still real sore. Then he gave me a list of foods to eat so I’m trying to eat those. And I’ve been real hungry. The workout made me real hungry.”

Ben laughed. “Ya know gay guys can’t build any real muscle. You guys are all wimps. I’ve seen pictures of wimpy gay guys with angel wings on your backs. I’ve seen videos of the gay parades where you all dress up in stupid costumes and blow kisses at each other. You’re all skinny and weak. You gotta be a straight guy like me to build any muscle. I could build a lot of muscle but I don’t give a fuck. I’m happy just the way I am . Maybe you’ll add a few pounds and look more normal like me.”

Jimmy looked at Ben in disbelief. “Do I look like I would wear angel wings on my back? Do I look like I’d wear a stupid costume in a parade?”

Ben looked at Jimmy, who actually looked just like a straight guy. “Well, no. You kind of look straight. And you kinda act straight. But I know you’re gay so you can’t build any muscle.”

Jimmy flexed his skinny arm that had a little more muscle in it than the day before. “What if I get so big and strong I could just pick you up and fuck your little straight ass. How would that feel, straight boy?”

Ben laughed. “Shit, that’s never gonna happen. I’m the man around here. You’re just a wimpy little gay guy. And gay guys can’t build any muscle. It’s in their genes. They’re born to be wimpy and weak.” Jimmy shook his head.

By lunchtime Jimmy was ravenously hungry again. Right at 12:00 he said to Ben, “Let’s eat! I’m really hungry!” Usually they didn’t eat until 12:30 or 1:00, but Ben agreed. They went down to the free cafeteria. Luckily, Google provided an unlimited amount of free food for their employees in their cafeteria. And there was a lot of good food besides all the junk that Jimmy usually ordered. So he had two big pieces of fish, some chicken, rice and vegetables. And two glasses of milk. He realized he was eating about four times as much food as he usually did. But he was hungry and he wanted to eat. Ben couldn’t believe how much food Jimmy had taken. And now he was eating all of it. “Whoa, you really were hungry,” he said as he ate a piece of pizza. By mid afternoon Jimmy was hungry again. He wished he had brought some Muscle Milk to the office. He would do that tomorrow. He bought a few granola bars and wolfed them down with some milk.

So this increased eating continued for two days. The soreness finally went away from his muscles. He felt his arm and he thought he felt some muscle bulging, muscle that wasn’t there two days before. And he sort of felt some muscle in his shoulders and his pecs and his lats. Could he really be building muscle? He was excited. He was ready for his next workout.

He walked into the gym and Chad immediately saw him. “So how to you feel, Jimmy? Were you sore?”

Jimmy smiled. “Yeah, I was really sore after that workout but I feel fine now. And I was eating a ton of food. I went out and bought all the good food you listed and I ate a ton of it. And I bought some protein powder and Muscle Milk and I’m eating that too. I was always so hungry the last two days. Its like I had to eat every three hours or so. My stomach was like a bottomless pit.”

Chad smiled. “Wow, you really got into it. Most guys aren’t as dedicated as you after their first workout. Let’s see how much you weigh. Let’s see if you put on any muscle.” Jimmy got on the scale. Chad looked down and yelled “Holy shit! You gained five pounds! You gained five pounds. And I think it was muscle! Way to go geek! You gained more weight after your first workout than any other geek in this whole company! Your skinny body really wanted to grow. You worked out, you ate the good food and look what happened! Way to go!” He slapped Jimmy on the back and gave him a high five.

 

Part 3

Chad said, “Okay, you know what to do. First the bike and then the exercises. I'll check you out and see if you’ve gotten any stronger.”

So Jimmy did his ten minutes on the bike and then went over to the lat pulldown machine. He put on the very light weight for his warmup and pulled it down. Geez, he thought. That feels like a feather! So he added the same weight where he could do 10 reps two days before. He was going to see how that felt as a warmup weight. He pulled down the bar and it still felt light. It felt like the little warmup weight did before. He was now using his maximum weight from two days ago as his warmup! He was stoked! His cock got hard. After he finished his warmup he added 50% more weight, so he would be lifting 50% more than he lifted two days before Before he had lifted 30 pounds. Now it was going to be 45 pounds. He felt strong. He felt confident. He knew he could pull down that bar. He pulled down the bar and grinned. He could do it! He cranked out 10 reps and leaped off the seat.

Chad was standing in back of him. “Holy shit, you just lifted half again as much weight as you did before. You really got a lot stronger. Your body was turning all that food into muscle!”

Jimmy reached up and felt his lat muscle. The muscle was way bigger than two days before and it was hard. His skin was hot. He had never felt his muscle being that big and hard and hot before. He had a pump. “Wow, I think I have a pump,” he said. “Feel my lats, Chad. Tell me if you think I have a pump.”

Chad reached over and felt Jimmy’s little lats. “Yeah, you have a pump. The muscle is definitely bigger and harder. And it’s hot. I can just feel all the blood surging inside the muscle. You got a good pump, geek boy.”

“I wanna do another set. I wanna do a warmup and two sets of everything. I wanna work real hard!" said Jimmy.

Chad looked at him. “Well, okay. Usually I don’t allow a third set until after a couple of weeks, but you’re so much stronger that I think you can take a third set already. So go ahead. Push those muscles! Make ‘em grow!” So Jimmy did another set, doing eight reps this time. Now his lats really felt big and hard. He knew he had a pump.

After he finished, one of the other geeks walked up to him. The boy was short and thin, about 5’6” and he looked like he weighed about 110 pounds. His face was cute, almost feminine. His body was small, but you could tell he had worked out a little, although his little body was covered with a thin layer of fat. And he had a real nice bubble butt. “Chad is really hot, isn’t he?” said the guy.

“Yeah,” said Jimmy. “I can’t believe a human can be that big and that muscular. He’s incredible. Hey, my name’s Jimmy.”

The guy held out his hand. “I’m Brian. You’re gay, right?”

Jimmy nodded his head. “I guess everyone can tell. Chad knew right away.”

Brian smiled. “Well I’m gay too. I could tell by the way you were admiring Chad’s body. I did the same thing on my first day. Chad is amazing. He really does inspire us. Hell, I’ve been here for three months and I’ve only gained 10 pounds, and I think half of that is fat, but I still come because of Chad. I just love to watch his body.” Jimmy didn’t tell Brian that he had gained five pounds in two days. Brian continued, “I’d love to get fucked by Chad. I’d love to have him force his big cock up my ass. I could feel his big muscles throbbing as he fucked the shit outta me. I’d be in heaven. I know he’s a good fucker. He fucks his girlfriend all the time.”

Jimmy nodded his head. Both of them loved Chad. But Jimmy was a top. He loved to fuck guys. But he knew he never could fuck Chad’s muscular bubble butt. Chad was straight. And he was way stronger than Jimmy. Jimmy had no chance of fucking that huge stud. But Jimmy could dream about what it would be like to ram his cock up that beautiful boy’s tight ass.

Then his mind returned to his conversation with Brian. “Are you working out hard and eating all the food Chad gave us?” he asked.

“Well, I haven’t really increased my poundages in a long time. I went up a little at first and then hit a plateau. That’s what Chad called it. Some people just can’t put on much muscle and I guess I’m one of them. I was eating the good food for several weeks, but because it wasn’t doing anything for me I went back to my crappy junk food. I like getting the $100 a month and maybe I’m more ‘well’ than I was before but I’m still the same puny gay geek I always was.”

Jimmy had had a totally different experience. “Yeah, well, I bought all the food too and I was really hungry. I ate a ton of that good food and I did put on a few pounds of muscle. And I’m a lot stronger. I don’t know if it will continue but I’m hoping.”

Brian looked at Jimmy’s body. “You’re skinnier than I was. So maybe it’s natural that you would put on some pounds. Flex your arm. I wanna feel it.” Jimmy’s arm was pumped up from the lat pulldowns he had just done. He flexed his arm and Brian first wrapped his hand around Jimmy’s puny new muscle and then pinched it with his fingers. “Wow, your bicep is really hard. My bicep never got that hard. I can’t believe you’ve only been working out for two days. Here, feel my bicep.” Brian flexed his arm and Jimmy felt the muscle. It was soft, way softer than Jimmy’s muscle.

“I see what you mean,” said Jimmy. “Your muscle is really soft, kinda like a sponge, while my muscle is hard, like a rock. Maybe I’m lucky. I never worked out a day in my life. So I’m doing something I’ve never done before. I hope I get a little bigger. I’ve always been so skinny. It would be great to look more normal for a guy who’s 6”2’ tall. I’d love to gain 20 or 30 pounds or so. And it would be great if that was muscle.”

Brian looked at him skeptically. “Well, good luck. At least you’ll have Chad to look at when you’re here. And if you do put on that kind of muscle, I want you to fuck me!”

So Jimmy did his workout, doing three sets of each exercise and using as his warmup weight his maximum weight from two days before. Then he increased the weight to half again as much weight. He felt so good being so much stronger. He felt his muscles after each exercise and they always got real pumped. Real pumped and hard. Once in awhile Chad would come over and correct his form. “You’re really working hard,” said Chad as he looked at the sweat dripping off Jimmy’s body. Jimmy grinned and said “Yeah, I wanna work out hard. I wanna build some muscle! It feels good to work out hard. My muscles seem to like to work hard. They never worked hard before and now they wanna do it!” Chad smiled and patted him on his little bubble butt.

After his exhausting workout Jimmy went into the locker room. It was empty. There was a huge mirror on the wall. Jimmy ripped off his tee shirt and stood in front of the mirror. He was amazed at how his body looked. The thin layer of fat he had two days before had now completely disappeared. He had gained five pounds and he knew it was muscle. If fact, he thought with his computer engineer mind, he had gained more than five pounds of muscle since all his fat had disappeared. After the brutal workout his muscles were completely pumped. They looked a lot bigger and a lot harder than just two days before. Sweat was dripping off his skin. And since he had lost all his fat he could see the individual muscle fibers under his white skin and some of them were covered with veins. His body had never looked like this before.

He flexed his arms and saw little bulges of biceps flex. He didn’t have those bulges before. Then he flexed his triceps and saw ridges of muscle spring up under his skin. The ridges of muscle looked just like Chad’s ridges except they were a lot smaller. But they were muscle. Solid muscle. He flexed his lats and saw littles wing of muscle underneath his armpits, wings of muscle that weren’t there before. His pecs looked bigger, his shoulders looked bigger and his legs looked bigger. Every muscle on his body looked bigger. Then he felt his muscles. They felt so hard. So hot, so sweaty. Jimmy’s cock had gotten hard under his shorts. Looking at and feeling the hard new muscles on his body had made him hard. He walked over to the secluded spot in the locker room and beat off. Instead of thinking about Chad, he was thinking about his own body. He thought about all his new muscle. The thought about his new strength. He thought about how good he looked in the mirror. And he had done this after only two days. He knew he was going to gain more muscle. and he thought about how his new muscular body was going to look. Then he came. Spurt after spurt of hot cum burst out of his cock. More cum than he had ever shot before. It was the best orgasm he had ever had.

Jimmy ate his huge meals, his protein shakes and his Muscle Milk for the next two days. He really tried to stuff his body with good food and protein. Ben couldn’t believe how much he was eating. And in between meals he was drinking Muscle Milks. Jimmy looked at Ben and smiled as he drank another Muscle Milk. He pulled up the sleeve on his tee shirt so his upper arm was revealed. Then he flexed his bicep as he drank. He could see that Ben was staring at his new bigger bicep muscle. “Gays can’t build muscle, huh,” he said as he flexed. Ben’s eyes got wide. Then he turned away and went back to work.

Jimmy went to a magazine stand and bought some fitness and bodybuilding magazines. He had bought these magazines in the past so he could beat off to the hot pictures of the young fitness studs and the huge bodybuilders in the magazines. But he had never read any of the articles. He had never paid any attention to the advertisements, except to check out the hot models who posed for them. All he looked at before was the pictures. Now he was reading the articles. He was reading how these hot studs trained. How they built up their huge bodies. What kind of supplements they took. And Jimmy got all excited. Now Jimmy wanted to get huge. He wanted to get real strong. He wanted to build muscle just like those guys had. Just like Chad had. He wanted to build big strong muscles. He knew he was going to be spending more than the wellness program’s $100 per month on all the food and supplements he was going to buy. But he didn’t care. He wanted to get huge.

Jimmy went for his third workout. He was all excited. He brought with him some of the articles from the fitness and muscle magazines and some of the advertisements. He wanted to talk to Chad about them. He changed into his gym clothes and walked into the gym. Instead of a tee shirt, Jimmy was wearing a tank top, just like Chad wore. He wanted to see his muscles working and tank tops were great for that. And now he wasn’t ashamed of his body. It was getting bigger and more muscular. He wasn’t afraid to show it off.

Chad immediately went up to him. “Shit, you’re looking good Jimmy. Looks like you put on even more muscle. Get on the scale.” Jimmy jumped on the scale. “Holy shit, 135 pounds! You gained ten pounds of muscle this week! That’s incredible.”

Jimmy grinned. “And I lost all my fat, so I gained even more than 10 pounds. I’ve put on a lot of muscle! I’m still stuffing myself with good food and protein and I’m gonna bust my ass working out today. But I wanna show you something. I wanna get your professional trainer advice.”

Chad looked at what Jimmy was carrying and said, “Okay, come over to my desk.”

Chad sat down and Jimmy sat beside him. “I’ve been reading some fitness and muscle magazines about the workouts these big guys do. It seems they work out each muscle group on a different day so the muscle has time to grow between workouts. They don’t work out their whole body on one day like I do. Like they do their shoulders on Monday, their arms on Tuesday, their chest on Wednesday, their back on Thursday and their legs on Friday. And every other day they work their abs. So Chad, I wanna have workouts like that. I wanna work out every day, torturing a muscle group with lots of heavy exercises. Then it can rest for a week. I knew it will grow bigger. I know it will grow stronger. I wanna get huge Chad. I wanna look like you. I wanna get real big and muscular.”

Chad looked at Jimmy in the eyes and saw how serious he was. “Well, I usually don’t do this until someone is really very advanced, like he’s been working out at least three months, but you’ve gained so much muscle in just a week that I agree that you’re ready for it. That’s how I train, Jimmy. I work out different muscles groups on each day and you can see the results.” Chad flexed his arm and Jimmy immediately grabbed it. “Down boy,” laughed Chad. “So here’s what I’m gonna do. This weekend I’ll set up a program for you just like you mentioned. You’ll work out five days a week and I’m gonna make you work hard. After what you’ve done in one week, I think you’ll put some real muscle on that skinny body of yours.” Jimmy grinned and gave Chad a high five.

Then he turned to the advertisements. “I wanna buy some supplements, Chad. All these guys say that their supplement made them huge. And I wanna get huge so I wanna buy some supplements. But there are so many of them I don’t know which ones to get. Any ideas?”

Chad looked through the advertisements. “Yeah, these companies make a ton of money on guys like you. Lots of guys want to get huge and they lay out a lot of cash for supplements. Here’s what I would do. Eat a lot of protein, which you’re already doing. Buy some creatine. It’s expensive but it really does work to build muscles faster. Take lots of vitamins, especially Vitamin B. And keep eating the good food. No steroids or fake steroids! Your body is growing so fast you don’t need steroids. You must have tons of testosterone in your body already. So do your workout today. Buy the creatine and more protein and vitamins over the weekend and come back here on Monday for your advanced workout. In one week, you’ve gone from beginner to advanced! Now get to work!”

Jimmy jumped up and ran over to the bike. He was so excited. He was so happy. He set the bike notch two numbers higher. He knew he was strong enough to push through the extra resistance.

Jimmy started with his two back exercises and then went to work out his delts. He stood in front of the mirror so he could watch his muscles working. He started with his prior maximum of 45 pounds and he cranked out 15 easy reps of military presses. He watched his delt muscles bulge under his skin as they got all pumped and filled with blood. Then he got a 70 pound bar, 50% more. This was going to be his work weight. Somehow he knew he would be strong enough to lift it. He pushed it up and was surprised at how light it felt. God, he had gotten so strong so fast, he thought. He watched his muscles bulge as they got more and more pumped. At the beginning of the week all he had was bone on his shoulders. Now that bone was covered by fibers of muscle. And that muscle really bulged as he did his reps with the heavy 70 pound weight, a weight he could barely lift off the floor five days ago. After 10 reps, where he struggled with the last two, he lowered the weight and flexed his delts in the mirror. His new muscles looked so good. He loved the way his muscles looked. Even though he only weighed 135 pounds, he was all muscle and you could see the fibers bulging under his skin.

Then Brian came up to him. “Geez, you’re lifting some big weights already. I can’t even press 70 and I’ve been here three months. All I can do is 50. You’re fucking stronger than me already! And look at your fuckng body. You’ve put on a ton of muscle. How much fucking muscle have you gained?” Jimmy grinned. “I went from 125 to 135 this week. And I lost all my fat so I gained way more than 10 pounds of muscle. I probably gained 15 pounds of muscle! And I’ve more than doubled my strength! I’ve gotten so fucking strong, at least compared with what I used to be.”

Brian’s cock shot straight up. “Oh my fucking god,” he gasped. “You’re getting huge! You’re already so muscular. You’re already so strong! You’re gonna be huge!” Brian stared at Jimmy’s body as Jimmy watched his flexing muscles in the mirror. “I want you to fuck me Jimmy. I wanna feel your new muscles as you fuck the shit outta me. You gained so much muscle so fast I know you’re gonna get bigger and buffer every week. I want you to fuck me every week. I want you to fuck me every day. I wanna feel your muscles growing. I wanna feel their bigger size, their hardness, the rippling muscle fibers. And I wanna feel your big cock inside my ass. Can we fuck right after the workout? Please? Please?”

Jimmy was dumbfounded. Nobody had ever hit on him so hard before. He was usually the one who had to convince another guy to have sex with him. Now Brian was begging him for sex. He grinned. His new body was really changing his life. “Well, maybe. I’ll think about it.” Jimmy was playing hard to get. He had never played hard to get before because nobody wanted him that much.

Now Brian was almost salivating over his new body. But he wanted to fuck Brian. Brian was so much into his body that he was getting turned on by thinking about Brian worshipping his muscles and then fucking his little worshipper. Brian looked at Jimmy apprehensively. “Please, please!” he pleaded. He really wanted Jimmy. He wanted to touch his muscles. He really wanted Jimmy’s big cock rammed up his ass.

Jimmy grinned. “Okay. come into the locker room after my workout. I’m gonna check out my pumped up muscles in the mirror. I’m gonna flex and see how much bigger they are. I can’t believe I got muscle this fast. All I did was work out hard and stuff myself with good food and protein and the muscles just sprang up. I just can’t believe what’s happening to my body. I think you’re gonna like watching me flex, Brian.” He saw Brian’s rock hard cock and he laughed. “You’re already hard and you’re gonna get a lot harder. I’ve got 15 pounds of new muscle on my body and I’m gonna use it to fuck the shit outta you, little man. I’m gonna fuck the fucking shit outta your little body. You’re lookin’ at 15 brand new pounds of rock hard muscle and it’s gonna fuck your little ass until it’s raw!”

Jimmy stood over Brian and flexed his pecs and abs. The 6’2” Jimmy was a half of foot taller than Brian so Brian was looking at Jimmy’s pumped pec muscles. And Jimmy’s new muscle was all shredded and rippling. Brian moaned and touched those bulging pec fibers. He rubbed his little fingers on Jimmy’s rock hard muscle and yelled, “Oh yeah! Oh yeah! I can hardly fucking wait!” Jimmy looked at Brian. He was short, but because he had been working out his body looked pretty good even though he had only gained 10 pounds and couldn’t really gain any more muscle. He was fairly good looking with piercing hazel eyes and brown hair and he had a nice bubble butt. Jimmy was looking forward to fucking the little guy.

Brian couldn’t do the rest of his workout. All he could think about was Jimmy. He was standing next to Jimmy the whole time, watching his new muscles work. And he spotted Jimmy for some of the exercises, letting Jimmy crank out the last few brutal reps with the heavy weights and a little help from him. Jimmy liked the extra punishment his muscles were getting. “You’re a good spotter. You wanna spot me next week? I’m gonna have a new workout. I’m gonna be working out five days a week and it’s gonna be brutal. And to work out real hard I’m gonna need a spotter. You wanna do it?” Brian jumped up and down several times. “Fuck yeah! I wanna spot you every day. I wanna see your muscles work. I wanna see ‘em grow. Fuck yeah!” Brian was beside himself with joy.

 

Part 4

Jimmy did his workout using his past maximums as his warmup weight, just like he did last time. And then he increased that weight by 50% for his two work sets and he was overjoyed to discover that he could lift that heavy weight. He watched his muscles working in the mirror and he got a hard on just like Brian had from watching his brand new muscles push those heavy weights. He couldn’t believe his muscles were that big. He couldn’t believe he was that strong. His lat pulldowns had gone from 30 to 70 pounds in one week! His bench press went from 40 to 90 in just one week! And his curls went up to 60 and his squats to 100. He felt so strong!

Finally Jimmy did his ab exercises. He could now do 50 situps and he did four sets. He had gone from 5 to 50 situps per set in a week. His ab muscles looked like a washboard of shredded muscle. Not one ounce of fat covered his rock hard eight pack. Just like his other muscles those abs had gotten a lot stronger, making it easy for Jimmy to do the extra situps. He also did four sets of leg lifts. He abs were burning. But it was a good burn. All his muscles were burning, burning from the brutal workout Jimmy had made them perform. Jimmy was their master, and he made his muscles work incredibly hard. He forced his muscles with the hardest work they had ever done and he felt the burning sensation all over his body. But he felt real good. His muscles were totally pumped. Sweat was dripping from his body. His muscles were exhausted but Jimmy felt great. Brian was staring at him in awe. “Follow me, Brian,” he said as he strutted towards the locker room.

Jimmy entered the locker room and immediately went to his bag. He took out two bottles of Muscle Milk and quickly glugged them down. During his workout he had drunk three bottles of Gatorade. Now he needed protein. His muscles demanded protein. Lots of protein. He’d need more protein in about an hour. Brian watched Jimmy’s arm as he drank the thick liquid, and arm that was bulging with muscle. Jimmy quickly finished drink and stood in front of the mirror. He ripped off his tank top and looked at his image. There were two other guys in the locker room and they turned and stared at Jimmy. They were skinny computer geeks trying to improve their bodies in the wellness program. Their mouths dropped open as they saw the muscle bulging on Jimmy’s body. Brian turned to them and said, “Look at that fucking muscle! This boy’s put on 15 pounds of muscle in one week! He’s more than doubled his strength! Look at his fucking body! He’s getting fucking huge!”

Jimmy stood in front of the mirror and flexed his lats and abs. He looked so good. His lats were already flaring out under his armpits and tapered down to his narrow hips. His abs looked spectacular, like a muscle washboard. Jimmy expanded his chest. His pecs bulged. His arms were rippling with shredded muscle and his shoulders were now covered by muscle fibers. His legs now had slabs of striated muscle on them. No longer were they little sticks. Now they looked muscular, strong.

“You look a lot heavier than you are, Jimmy. Your muscle is so shredded, so defined, so hard that it looks like you weigh 150 or 160, not 135. You look so good!” Brian ran his hands over Jimmy’s flexing lat muscles, feeling their size, their hardness, their strength. Jimmy’s skin was red hot and the muscle was pumped with blood. Sweat was dripping off his skin. “Oh fuck!” yelled Brian. “So fucking big. So fucking hard!” Jimmy smiled. He liked his body being worshipped by Brian. Then Brian ran his little fingers over Jimmy’s ab muscles, the muscles that had just finished cranking out hundreds of reps of situps and leg lifts. “Like a fucking washboard,” said Brian. “The muscle is as hard as rock. It feels like corrugated steel! Oh fuck! Oh fuck!” Brian’s cock was rock hard. It had been hard during the whole workout. Now Jimmy’s cock was hard too. And the cocks of the two geeks were hard too. They might have been straight or they might have been gay, but their cocks were hard. Every man in the room was turned on by Jimmy’s muscles. Even a straight guy would be turned on by how fast Jimmy was building muscle. These guys had been working out for months and couldn’t do a thing. Jimmy was shredded with rippling muscle after just one week.

Jimmy flexed his arms and Brian grabbed the bulging muscle. “Oh shit, these biceps are like fucking baseballs of rock hard muscle! Big muscle! Strong muscle! Look at that fucking muscle! Come over here and feel it, dudes. Feel how big and hard it is. And this kid has only been working out a week! What’s he gonna look like in a month? In six months? He’s gonna be huge! Come on! Come over here and feel.” The two guys didn’t need much encouragement. They came over and wrapped their little geeky fingers around Jimmy’s flexing biceps. They tried to pinch them but they couldn’t make a dent. They felt the size of both the biceps and the triceps as Jimmy flexed and looked at himself in the mirror grinning. “Oh fuck,” said one of the guys. “I’ve been working out here for a year and my biceps aren’t shit. And this guy built these mothers in a week? Oh fuck!” He raised his arms and flexed his puny biceps next to Jimmy’s. His biceps didn’t really bulge at all. There was only the puniest little bump of muscle. Right next to him was Jimmy’s big flexing bicep, a bicep that was four times bigger and way stronger. Jimmy smiled as he saw his big bicep next to the wimp’s. His cock was now rock hard.

He put down his arm, faced sideways to the mirror and flexed his triceps, delt and pecs. “Holy shit! Look at your triceps. They’re huge. You’ve got bumps of muscle just like Chad has. And they’re so hard. I can’t dent them. They’re like rocks. And your delts. Your shoulders are now covered with muscle fibers. They’re so striated, so buff. You’ve got wide shoulder bones to begin with and now you’ve got muscle too. Your shoulders are gonna be huge, Jimmy.” Jimmy raised his arm up and down, watching the new muscles in his delts flex. Then he really flexed his pecs. “Oh fuck, look at those pecs! I can see all the fibers of muscle bulging under your skin. Those pecs look so big because I can see all the muscle. And I know they’re gonna get a lot bigger. I just can’t believe you built those things in one week.”

Then Jimmy faced the mirror again and flexed his legs. “Check out my legs, little man. Look at all that fucking muscle. I’ve gotten so much stronger in the squat. And check out those calves. I’m doing so much more weight on my calf raises. Those calves are gonna be big bulls. They’re little bulls now but they’re gonna be huge bulls.” Brian got down on his knees and rubbed his hands over Jimmy’s thighs. “Oh god these muscles are so fucking hard. And your calves. They’re like rocks. And I can see veins all over your legs. Un-fucking believable.” The other two guys in the locker room were fixated on Jimmy’s body. Jimmy already had the body they wished they had, and he got it in one week. And they knew he was going to get even bigger, more muscular and way stronger. They just couldn’t believe what they were seeing.

Brian moved his face real close to Jimmy’s crotch and smelled his hot sweat. He wanted to rub his hand on Jimmy’s hard cock, but with the other two guys watching he didn’t do it. Jimmy could see his frustration. “Time for a shower. Let’s hit the shower!” Brian’s eyes lit up. “Yeah!” He turned to the other two guys and said “Have a good workout,” as he looked at their bulging crotches and grinned. He knew they’d be thinking of Jimmy the whole time. And then if one of them was gay, he’d go home and beat off, maybe three of four times thinking about Jimmy’s muscles. The two guys left the locker room and headed into the gym.

Jimmy and Brian stripped off their shorts and shoes and headed into the shower. They took the last shower head which was hidden from the locker room. “I wanna soap you up,” said Brian. “I wanna rub soap all over your hard muscles and feel ‘em twitching and flexing under my little fingers. I wanna make you all clean with my hands, feeling every muscle as I wash it. ” Jimmy grinned. “That should feel read good,” he said. He stood very close to Brian and rubbed his pecs on Brian’s little chicken chest. Then he rubbed his rock hard cock against Brian’s flabby stomach. “I wanna feel real clean,” he said as he rubbed his muscles and cock on Ryan’s body. “Real real clean.” Jimmy moved his hands around to Brian’s butt and rubbed the little bubble butt. “After you clean me, I’m gonna fuck your little butt.” Brian was beside himself with lust. He touched Jimmy’s cock with his hand. “Your cock is so big,” he said. “How big is it?” Jimmy stepped away and showed Brian his cock. “It’s ten inches. And real thick. Even though I was skinny, I’ve always had a big cock. A cock that loves to fuck.” Brian stroked the huge monster moaning with pleasure. Then he grabbed a bar of soap and lathered up his hands.

He started with Jimmy’s face, carefully cleaning his cheeks and nose and chin with the delicate movement of his fingers. He didn’t want to get the soap in Jimmy’s eyes. “Your face is so beautiful, Jimmy. Your eyes are sky blue. Your cheeks are high and solid and you’ve got a very masculine jaw..” Brian quickly got on his tiptoes and kissed Jimmy on the lips. Jimmy was surprised but he liked Brian’s kiss. “And your lips are very kissable. So sexy. Your whole body is so sexy.” Brian moved his hands down to Jimmy’s neck and trap muscles. “Your neck is getting a lot thicker. I can feel the muscles in your neck. I can see you straining your neck as you lift the heavy weights. And your traps are really growing. I saw them bulge when you were lifting. Jimmy grinned. “And they’re gonna get even bigger. Next week I’m working one body part per day. So I know I’m gonna be working out those traps. I’m gonna make ‘em huge and strong. I’m gonna be able to pick up a fucking car.” Brian groaned as he thought about that kind of strength.

He moved his hands out to Jimmy’s shoulders, lathering them up with soap. “Your shoulders are covered with muscle. I saw you when you had your pictures taken with Chad and they were all bone. Now you’ve got muscle. Muscle that can press way more than I can press. And they’re so wide. They’re way wider than my dorky shoulders.” Jimmy smiled as he flexed his delts as Brian ran his little fingers over them feeling the hot pumped up fibers of muscle. Jimmy’s cock was harder than ever. He really liked Brian worshipping his body.

Brian moved down to Jimmy’s right arm. He rubbed soap on the arm with both of his hands as Jimmy gently flexed his muscles. “Oh fuck, you’ve got so many muscles in your arm. And they’re grown so big. I remember when this was a stick. Now it’s thick with muscle. Hard muscle.” Jimmy raised is arm and flexed it. Brian rubbed the soap first on his rock hard flexing bicep and then on his triceps. “Your arm has gotten so big! It’s so big and so hard. Your bicep is like a baseball of hard muscle and your tricep is huge and hard. Brian moved down to Jimmy’s forearm. “Your forearm is as big as my upper arm. It looks like writhing snakes and it’s covered with veins. Oh god, I love muscular forearms and you’ve really got ‘em Jimmy.”

Brian moved up to Jimmy’s armpit. “Shit, your whole body is just made of muscle. Even your armpit is hard. The muscles of your arm, lat and chest all come together to make a rock hard armpit. And it was full of sweat. I’m cleaning out all that sweat, making your armpits nice and clean.” Then he moved over to Jimmy’s lats. “Your lats have just spring up on your body. They grew like weeds. They’re already thick with muscle. You already have a V shape and you’ve only been working these mothers for a week. I can hardly imagine what they’re gonna look like in a month. They’re gonna be monsters of muscle. Thick hard muscle that can crush anything it wants.” Jimmy groaned. He thought about having muscles so big and strong that they could crush and push anything. He could put somebody in a bear hug and crush his ribs. He could lift cars. He could press guys over his head and throw them like they were feather pillows. He wanted to be huge and strong. His cock was twitching with excitement.

Brian moved down to Jimmy’s pecs. “Your pecs have really gotten big. Before I could see your rib cage. You were like a skeleton. Now those ribs are covered with muscle, bit bulging muscle with pecs that can bench 90 pounds already. Your pecs are already so strong! Way stronger than my pecs. I bet someday you’ll be benching 400 pounds, just like those huge guys in the magazines. Oh geez, Jimmy, I wanna see you bench 400 pounds. I wanna feel your muscles when you bench 400 pounds. Oh fuck!” Brian was drooling as he touched Jimmy’s muscles and talked about his body. He was ready to cum right then. Jimmy was too.

Brian dropped down to his knees and rubbed Jimmy’s abs. Abs that had grown from nothing to become a corrugated washboard of muscle, covered by the thinnest skin imaginable. Every fiber of muscle was visible and Brian could feel those rock hard fibers as he rubbed his fingers over the washboard. He cleaned every bulge and crevice, washing off the sweat that had been dripping off Jimmy’s abs. ‘Oh I wish I had abs like this,” moaned Brian. “I’ve been trying to get abs for years but all I get is fat. I’ve never had abs. And you got ‘em in one week! You have incredible genetics Jimmy. The ability to build muscle so fast. And hard buff muscle with no fat. And your waist and hips are so tight, so small. You’re incredible!” Brian looked at Jimmy’s hard ten inch cock. He wanted that cock in his mouth. He wanted to lick that cock. He wanted to suck that cock. He wanted to suck and lick Jimmy’s big balls. But he needed to wash Jimmy’s butt and legs. He wanted to feel that hard muscle too.

He ran his soapy hands around to Jimmy’s butt and washed off the hard round muscle. “Oh god, your butt is so muscular, so round, so hard. My little butt is nothing compared to your butt. I bet your butt muscles are so strong they could break off my cock if I tried to fuck you. Jimmy looked in Brian’s eyes and said, “Nobody fucks me. I’m the one who does the fucking. I’m a fucker not a fuckee. And your little butt looks pretty good to me. My big cock is gonna love fucking that butt.”

Brian soaped up his hands again and moved them to Jimmy’s thighs. “Oh god, your thighs have gotten so muscular! I can feel the cords of muscle that have sprung up almost overnight. All that food and protein you have been eating has turned into solid muscle, and a lot of that muscle is here in your legs. These legs have just blossomed with muscle. And these calves. God they’re hard. They’ve gotten a lot bigger and they’re hard as rocks. I love your legs. I’d love it if you got me in a scissors hold and squeezed me with your big legs. I’d love to feel the power of your hard muscle. Your legs can’t crush my ribs now, but when you’re squatting with 500 pounds you’ll have to be careful if we wrestle. You could crush every rib in my body with your huge muscles.” Jimmy looked down at his legs and flexed them He liked what he saw. Muscles bulging all over his legs, covered with veins. He thought about what it would be like to have legs so big and strong that he could squat with 500 pounds. It was a weight he couldn’t even imagine. He wanted his legs to grow huge. He wanted to squat with 500 pounds.

Then Brian moved his hands up and started cleaning Jimmy’s balls and cock. He cleaned off all the crotch sweat that poured out of his skin during his brutal workout. Then without warning Brian started licking those balls. “Holy shit,” yelled Jimmy. “That feels so fucking good!” Brian licked each ball and then put each one in his mouth and sucked and licked. Jimmy was starting to go wild. Brian moved his wet soapy hands around Jimmy’s body, feeling his washboard hard abs, his muscular round butt and his thighs and calves. Brian was moaning in pleasure as he felt Jimmy’s muscles and licked his huge balls. Then Brian started licking the 10 inch cock, moving his tongue up and down Jimmy’s huge weapon of manhood. Jimmy was now grunting and he started thrusting his hips back and forth. Brian licked until he knew Jimmy couldn’t take it any more. He put the huge cock into his mouth and started sucking and licking. Jimmy thrust his hips back and forth and started grunting louder and louder. Then he came, spurting burst after burst of cum down Brian’s throat. Brian had reached down and stroked his little 5-1/2 inch cock and just at the time Jimmy came he came too. Both boys were moaning in pleasure.

After several minutes of this erotic bliss, Jimmy finally pulled his cock out of Brian’s mouth. “Oh fuck, that was so good,” he said as he rubbed Brian’s wet hair. “But I still wanna fuck you in the ass. You gotta come home with me and after dinner I’m gonna fuck the shit outta your little ass. I gotta eat a big dinner first. My muscles need a lot of food and that Muscle Milk is probably already digested. It’s turning into muscle. And now my muscles need more food.” Brian looked up at Jimmy. “You know, I’m a great cook. I love to cook. My mom taught me how to cook real well. Everyone says my food is delicious. I can cook your dinner. I bet you’ll really like it.” Jimmy grinned. “Fuck, that’s great! I hate to cook. I can’t cook a thing but now I have to eat tons of food. And what I cook doesn’t taste very good. I’d love to have you cook me dinner!” He picked Brian up from his knees and both of them washed the soap off their bodies.

They quickly dressed and left the gym. They went to a supermarket and Brian picked out all kinds of food. He knew Chad’s list of good foods and he picked them out. He was hoping to be able to cook lots of meals for Jimmy, so he picked up a lot of stuff. Tonight they were going to have fish. Brian could cook the fish very quickly and he knew Jimmy was already hungry. Plus they would have rice and vegetables.

They brought the food to Jimmy’s apartment and Jimmy showed Brian around. There was a queen size bed in the bedroom, a small dining table, a couch and a couple of chairs, a new flatscreen TV and a fairly sizable kitchen.

“Nice place,” said Brian.

“Yeah, I like it. But I’m hungry Brian. I’m really hungry!” Brian quickly unpacked the food and started cooking. He cooked four big pieces of fish, normally enough to serve four people. But he knew Jimmy ate a lot of food and he wanted to have enough. He was going to eat one piece. He put some spices on the fish and cooked the rice and vegetables. In 15 minutes dinner was ready. He served up Jimmy’s plate and his own plate. Jimmy’s plate was covered with food. Brian had hardly anything. Jimmy immediately started eating. “Oh shit, this fish is delicious!” he said. “You really are a good cook. And the rice and vegetables are good too. God I’m so hungry!” He gobbled up his food so fast Brian couldn’t believe it. Brian had only had a few bites and Jimmy was done. He stared at Brian’s fish. ‘I’m still hungry Brian. Can I have your fish?”

Brian smiled. “You sure can. Your muscles need this fish a lot more than my wimpy little body does. Eat it. Get huge!” J

immy stabbed the fish with his fork and put it on his plate. Then he wolfed it down. He got a second helping of rice and vegetables too. He drank three glasses of milk. Brian couldn’t believe how much Jimmy ate.

After dinner Brian said, “I’ll clean up and you relax. I’ll do the housework around here so you can rest and let your muscles grow. I want them to grow. I want them to grow huge!”

Jimmy smiled. “Well, okay. But when you’re done cleaning up I’m gonna fuck your ass. I’m horny and when I’m horny, I fuck.” So Jimmy sat on the couch relaxing, watching Brian as he washed the dishes and cleaned up the kitchen. He stroked his cock as he watched Brian’s little bubble butt move around. Jimmy took off his clothes and was now sitting naked on the couch. His cock was rock hard. He stroked it and grinned at Brian. Brian looked over and laughed.

“Looks like you’re ready,” he said. He stripped off his clothes, threw them on the floor and sat down next to Jimmy. He rubbed his hand on Jimmy’s hard abs. “Is your tummy full? You ate enough food for four people! But even though you ate so much your waist is still small and your abs are incredible.” He rubbed his hands over those abs and then went down to his cock. “Your cock is so big. I hope it likes my little ass. My ass is tight and it likes big cocks.”

Jimmy was fidgeting. He wanted to fuck! Then Brian kissed him, real hard and real long as he wrapped his arms around Jimmy’s hard torso. When he finished kissing, he looked into Jimmy’s gorgeous blue eyes. “It’s so nice being gay and to be able to feel your muscles, to kiss your gorgeous face and to get fucked by your big cock. I love being gay. And you’re a top and I’m a bottom. A perfect combination.” Brian rubbed his hands over Jimmy’s body and looked him in the eyes.

Jimmy ran his hand over Brian’s little butt and kissed him. “Well, you’re pretty hot too. You’re cute and you have a very nice butt. And now I’m gonna fuck that hot little butt!” He stood up and lifted Brian off the couch. Then he pushed him into the bedroom onto the bed. Brian looked up at the naked Jimmy and smiled. He had been waiting to get fucked by this stud all day.

Jimmy lubed up Brian’s asshole and his cock. “Can you take it all?” he asked. Brian said “Yeah! Give me all of that cock. I want it all!” So Jimmy rammed his cock into Brian’s ass. Brian wasn’t a virgin, but his asshole was still very tight. He started moaning in pleasure and Jimmy was grunting with each thrust. He fucked Brian wildly and they both had incredible orgasms. They laid on the bed after the fuck and looked at each other.

Jimmy said, “Stay here tonight, Brian. I wanna fuck you again and again. You really get me turned on, talking about my muscles and stuff.”

Brian beamed. “Oh yeah! You can fuck me all night! And tomorrow is Saturday and I have a plan. I’m gonna cook for you all weekend. I’m gonna make you the biggest, most delicious meals you’ve ever had. You can spend all weekend stuffing yourself with good food with lots of protein. I’ll do all the housework. All you have to do is eat and watch your muscles grow. You had such a brutal workout today. I know your muscles are gonna grow a lot bigger if you keep feeding them huge amounts of good food. So I’m gonna feed them. We can go to the health food store and buy more protein and Muscle Milk and other stuff. And I’ll pay for it. I wanna see your muscles grow huge!”

Jimmy flexed his arm at Brian and said, “We got a deal! I’m always hungry. I’m gonna eat a ton! And I want some protein right now!” So Brian leaped off the bed and made a big protein shake as Jimmy lay in bed stroking his still hard cock. Brian brought it in and Jimmy glugged it down. It was only an hour after dinner and he was already hungry. Then they fucked again. And again. And Jimmy had a Muscle Milk before he went to sleep. In the middle of the night Jimmy woke up and looked at Brian sleeping next to him. He nudged Brian in the shoulder. Brian woke up and looked at Jimmy.

“I’m hungry, Brian. I’m real hungry.”

Brian smiled. He liked it when Jimmy was hungry. He needed more food to feed his growing muscles. He went into the kitchen and made a huge protein shake. Jimmy gulped in down “Ummm, feels so good,” he said. He put his head on the pillow and immediately went to sleep. Brian looked at his big sleeping friend and smiled as he went to sleep too.

 

Part 5

The next day, Brian got up before Jimmy and made a big breakfast for Jimmy. He let Jimmy sleep as long as he wanted, which was 10 hours. He knew Jimmy’s muscles were growing as he slept. When Jimmy awoke, Brian brought his big breakfast into the bedroom. “Breakfast in bed, stud. I made scrambled eggs, sausage, toast and a fruit salad. Plus you have orange juice and milk. And I scrambled 12 eggs, a whole carton. I ate just one of them. So you get 11. After seeing you last night I figured you would eat all of it. Jimmy grinned and started eating. As Brian predicted, he ate all the eggs and everything else. Jimmy rubbed his flat stomach when he was done. “It feels so great to be full. I know that food is going to build more muscle. Your food is delicious, Brian.” Jimmy got out of bed totally naked. Brian looked carefully at his body. He thought Jimmy’s muscles had grown overnight. “Maybe it’s a optical illusion, but I think your muscles are bigger, Jimmy. You look bigger. More muscular.” Jimmy went into the bathroom and checked out his body. He flexed his lats and then his arm. “Yeah, maybe you’re right. My lats look bigger. I’ve got more of a V shape. And my arm looks a little bigger too. It’s all your good food, Brian. I’m getting big! I’m getting huge!” Brian came over and ran his hands on Jimmy’s body. “And you have two more days to gain more muscle! I can’t wait to see how much you weigh on Monday.”

Jimmy and Brian had a great weekend. Brian cooked a lot of food and Jimmy ate it all. They went to the health food store and bought more protein, some vitamins and creatine. Jimmy started taking it right away. They saw a movie and they went to a gay bar. They had each been to the bar before and neither of them got any attention from the other guys. This time Jimmy was wearing a tank top and guys kept looking over at him and smiling at him. Jimmy was hot! Brian could see what was happening. “They all want to hit on you. You are so fucking hot. Blue eyes, gorgeous face and muscles that are blossoming on your body. But I saw you first!” Jimmy laughed. “Yeah, you got me. How could I leave you with all the good food you make. Plus you’re a nice guy with a cute face and a bubble but. And you’re a bottom.” He reached over and kissed Brian on the forehead. All the guys looking at Jimmy knew what that meant. Jimmy was taken.

They had a couple of beers and then Jimmy was hungry again. So they went to his apartment and Brian fixed him another big meal. Brian went to his own apartment Sunday night. He need fresh clothes for work. But he showed up at Jimmy’s apartment and made him a big breakfast on Monday morning. He also made four sandwiches, tuna and chicken salad. Jimmy would eat two sandwiches in the morning along with a Muscle Milk and the other two sandwiches in the afternoon with a Muscle Milk. And he would have a huge Google-paid lunch.

Jimmy wore one of his buttoned short sleeved shirts to the office. The shirt was now very tight on him. He didn’t know how much his chest measured, but it was sure more than 33 inches. The shirt was very tight. He got to his cubicle. Ben had just arrived and was standing next to his desk. Ben’s eyes got wide as he saw how tight the shirt was on Jimmy’s body. Jimmy grinned and said, “I’m still so tired. I need to stretch.” He raised his arms over his head and then lowered them while flexing his lats and chest and biceps. Instantly the shirt burst apart. The buttons popped and one of them hit Ben in the face. “Oh sorry Ben. I guess my muscles got too big for this shirt. I’m gonna have to buy some bigger clothes. Bigger clothes for my big muscles.” Jimmy ripped off the shirt and stood there shirtless in front of Ben flexing his pecs and lats and abs. Even though Jimmy had eaten a ton of food, he still had no fat on his body. Only muscle. “Holy shit,” gasped Ben, not quite believing what he was seeing. Jimmy raised his arms and flexed his biceps. “I think I’m a gay guy who can build muscle,” he said. Ben stammered, “Oh fuck, you are! You put on more muscle than five straight guys could. I can’t believe it. All that food you’ve been eating has turned into muscle.” Jimmy grinned and grabbed a tee shirt out of his backpack and put it on. It was also tight on his body. He really did need to go out and buy new clothes.

Jimmy felt real good working on his computer. His body felt so energized, so alive. He ate two of his sandwiches and his Muscle Milk at about 10:30. Then at noon he was hungry for a big lunch. As usual, Ben joined him for lunch. Jimmy loaded up two plates with lots of chicken, fish, rice and vegetables. Ben stared at all that food as Jimmy started wolfing it down. Brian showed up too with another gay guy who worked in his unit. “I wanted to show Kevin your muscles, Jimmy. He can’t believe you got so big so fast. I showed him your “before” pictures, the ones I made copies of this weekend. He can’t believe a guy who was that skinny last Monday could be muscular now.” Jimmy smiled at Kevin, who was about 5’9” tall and very skinny. He stood up and slowly removed his tee shirt. Then he slowly flexed his biceps. “Oh my god!” yelled Kevin. “He’s gotten so muscular! He’s already big and muscular! Oh fuck!” Jimmy looked down and saw that Kevin’s cock was trying to push through his pants. He was rock hard. Brian laughed. “See I told you. Jimmy’s got the best genetics ever. He never exercised in his life until last Monday. Then his body just exploded. He’s gonna get huge, Kevin. He’s gonna be able to bench 400 and squat with 500, no problem. He’s gonna be able to lift cars off the ground. He’s gonna be able to press guys over his head and throw them around like pillows. He’s gonna get real huge.” Kevin had his tongue sticking out and was nodding his head as he looked at Jimmy’s body. Ben was trembling. He remembered that Jimmy told him he was going to pick him up and fuck him. He had laughed at the time. Now he was trembling.

Jimmy and Brian went to the gym after work. They couldn’t wait to see how much weight Jimmy had gained. He changed into his tank top and walked out of the locker room. Every eye in the gym stared at him. He was way bigger than Friday and the other guys could see it. His arms were bigger. His shoulders were bigger. His lats were bigger. His pecs were bigger. His legs were bigger. And he still had absolutely no fat on his body. They couldn’t believe what they were seeing.

Chad immediately ran over and said, “Holy shit! You look so much bigger! Your muscles have gotten so big! So big and so shredded. What the fuck have you been doing, going to a medicine man?” Jimmy laughed. Brian said, “He’s been eating like a pig all weekend. I’m a good cook and I’ve been making him huge meals of good food. He’s eating five meals a day, plus he’s taking lots of protein in between meals. He’s always fucking hungry! We bought creatine and tons of protein at the health food store and Jimmy’s been wolfing it down. And his body is turning it all into muscle!” Chad looked at Jimmy’s body. “I’ve never seen anything like this in my life. Usually it takes six months to put on the kind of muscle you have. And you did it in a week! Get on the scale. Let’s see how much you weigh.”

Jimmy got on the scale and Chad gasped. “Jesus Christ! You weigh 148 pounds. You gained 13 pounds since Friday! And it’s all muscle! You gained 23 pounds in a week! Twenty-three pounds of pure muscle! There's still no fat on your body!” Jimmy grinned and flexed his biceps. "Big and hard," he said as Chad looked at the muscle. "Feel 'em." So Chad wrapped his muscular fingers around Jimmy's bicep and squeezed. "Oh fuck. It's really hard. It's as hard as my bicep." Then he squeezed with his strong fingers but he couldn't make a dent in Jimmy's rock hard bicep. "I've never seen anything like this. I can always put an dent in guys' biceps, but not yours. Your muscles got so big and so hard! I gotta measure them. I wanna see how much bigger they got." He got his measuring tape. "Okay, first the chest. Flex those new muscles." Jimmy flexed and Chad wrapped the tape around his bulging pecs and lats. "Holy shit! Forty inches! Your chest grew from 33 to 40 inches in a week. And it's all solid muscle!" Jimmy looked down and saw a bulge in Chad's shorts. Even though he was straight, Jimmy's fast muscle growth was turning him on. He liked muscles and he couldn't believe Jimmy had gained them so fast. Jimmy was a true mesomorph, the kind of guy who can build muscles easily, the athletic guy, the strong guy. Chad was a mesomorph but Jimmy was even more of a mesomorph. And that turned him on.

"Now the biceps. Flex those guns." Jimmy flexed his biceps and Chad wrapped the tape around his big right bicep, a muscle that looked like a baseball. "Oh my God," said Chad. "That thing is 13 inches around. You gained 3-1/2 inches of muscle! Your arm looked like a stick before. Now its thick with muscle! And it's as hard as rock." Jimmy grinned and Brian put his fingers around the muscle, muscle that he had been feeling all weekend. "Yeah, just like rock. Warm hard rock. Warm, hard, super strong rock."

Chad moved the tape down to Jimmy's legs and wrapped it around his thighs. Jimmy flexed his new quads and hamstrings and Chad gasped again. "Twenty inches. You put 4 inches on those mothers. I bet they're real strong. I'm gonna love watching you push those weights. I can't even imagine the weight you're gonna lift today. But first we gotta take some pictures. Usually I don't take "after" pictures until three months of lifting, but you've gained muscle so fast I wanna take some now. You look like you've been working out six months."

So Jimmy first stood in front of the camera. He flexed his chest and lats and abs and legs a little bit and the muscles bulged even though he was standing in a relaxed position. He looked totally different than he looked a week before. Before he looked like a living skeleton. Now he looked muscular, strong, vibrant. He was still a little on the skinny side, but he was all muscle. Hard strong muscle. All Chad could say was "Wow!" Next he hit a double biceps pose. His new biceps bulged into balls of muscle and he triceps bulged under them. A week before he arm looked almost flat. Now it was bulging with muscle. Striated pulsating muscle covered with veins. After Chad had taken the picture, Brian came over and felt Jimmy's flexing arm again. "Hard as a rock! I love feeling Jimmy's muscles. He is such a stud!" Of course Brian's cock was rock hard and Chad could easily see that. Chad's cock was a little hard too.

Jimmy hit a most muscular pose, a back pose and a side triceps pose. Brian could hardly wait to see the comparison between his "before" pictures and his one week "after" pictures. He wondered what Jimmy would look like after one month. Three months. Six months. His cock got harder and he licked his tongue on his lips. "Okay, Chad," he said. "Stand next to Jimmy. I'm gonna take pictures of the two of you together. This time Jimmy's gonna look pretty good standing next to you. And soon he's gonna be as big as you. Then he's gonna be bigger! You're gonna look like a midget standing next to that big boy!" Jimmy grinned and Chad looked over at his body. Could it really happen? he wondered. Jimmy looked very good in those pictures. His muscles were more ripped, more striated than Chad's muscles. He had even less fat on his body than Chad. And his muscles looked harder, more defined and harder than Chad's. Brian rubbed his cock.

After they were done with the pictures, Chad got out a piece of paper. "Here's your new exercise routine, Jimmy. It's a hard core routine, the kind of routine a big bodybuilder would use. But you said you wanted to try it and I can see your body is ready for it. On Monday you do chest. On Tuesday you do back. One Wednesday you do shoulders. On Thursday you do arms. And on Friday you do legs. And every other day you work your abs. You're gonna do at least five exercises for each body part, with one warmup set and four heavy work sets for each exercise. At the end of the workout you're gonna be exhausted. But your muscles are gonna have a week to grow, and they're gonna grow big and fast with this routine. You're a mesomorph Jimmy. Your muscles are gonna love this routine. They're gonna get huge." As usual, Chad was very motivational. Jimmy and Brian both grinned. Jimmy could hardly wait to start.

It was Monday, so it was chest day. Jimmy looked at the exercises. Dumbbell incline presses. Bench Press. Dumbbell decline presses. Pec deck. Dumbbell pullovers. Cable pulls. Six exercises for Jimmy's chest. Hard grueling exercises. Jimmy flexed his pec muscles and felt the hard fibers. They were ready.

Then a big young man walked over to them. "Oh shit," said Brian. "It's Steve." The guy was about 5' 10" tall and probably weighed 200 pounds. He looked like a jock, a jock who was now working and had put some fat on top of his muscle. But he definitely looked like a jock. He walked up and grabbed Brian's arm, squeezing Brian's little bicep muscle with his big fingers. "How ya doin' dork?"

Brian trembled and said, "Okay. How are you Steve?"

The big guy smiled. He squeezed harder on Brian's arm and then let go. "Oh just great. I got a big bonus last month. I sold a ton of stuff. I love being a sales guy here at Google. You little dorks design the stuff and we big jocks go out and sell it. I love to play golf with the customers, to shmooze them at dinners and to sell, sell, sell. All you little geeks do is sit in front of your computers and press a bunch of keys. Just like high school huh? I was the big jock, the starting running back on the football team. I ruled the fucking school. And you were just a little dork, just like you are now. I loved to push you around. I remember when I shoved you into a locker and told you not to come out for two hours or you'd be smashed by my big fists. And you stayed in there the whole two hours! You missed three classes and your parents got a note. That was so funny!"

Brian looked at Steve in the eyes,. "It might have been funny to you, but it was hell for me. I hate you Steve. I hated you in school and I still hate you."

Steve smiled and grabbed his arm again and squeezed hard. "Do you think I give a shit?" A tear started down Brian's cheek and Steve sneered. Then Steve looked over at Jimmy. "So you're Brian's friend. You're another fucking dork. Yeah, I see you put on a little muscle but you're still skinny as shit. Brian did the same thing. He put on a few pounds of muscle and then it stopped. He couldn't put on any more muscle. He tried to look like me but he couldn't. Because he's a dork. And you're a dork too. You might get to 160 pounds or so but the your muscle is gonna stop growing. Because you're a dork. You're not a jock like me." He flexed his arm right in Jimmy's face. "That's a muscle," he said. "You're never gonna have a muscle like that." Then he squeezed Brian in the arm again, making him almost cry, and turned around and went back to his workout.

"That guy is such a bully," said Brian. "We went to the same grade school, the same middle school and the high school and he was a bully the whole time. He hurt me so many times. God I hate that guy. And here he is at Google still picking on me." Tears started dripping down Brian's cheeks as he felt his sore arm and thought about all the pain he had suffered from Steve's bullying.

Jimmy rubbed the tears off Brian's cheeks. "Well, maybe he'll get some payback," said Jimmy as he rubbed Brian's hand over his pec muscles. "Time to make these muscles grow."

 

Part 6

So Jimmy did his first split routine workout, blasting his pec muscles. His maximum 90 pound bench press of Friday was now his warmup weight. And he did 20 easy reps. He maxed out on the bench with 145 pounds. He was able to use the Olympic weights after just one week of lifting. And he was more than 50% stronger in all his other exercises too. At the end of the workout his pecs were absolutely burning. They were pumped up beyond belief. His skin was red as the blood surged through the muscle. Muscle fibers were bulging under his skin and veins were visible everywhere. Brian rubbed his fingers over Jimmy's pec muscles and groaned as he felt the rock hard muscle fibers. "I can hardly wait to get fucked by you" he whispered. "I wanna feel those big hard pec muscles while you're fucking the shit outta me." Jimmy did his ab exercises, drank two Muscle Milks, took a shower with Brian soaping up his body and moaning with muscle worship pleasure and then the two of them went to Jimmy's apartment. They fucked four times that night in between the protein snacks, huge dinner and protein shakes Jimmy was consuming like a man whose muscles were demanding more and more protein.

Despite Steve's prediction, Jimmy kept growing. His muscles loved his new workout routine, growing bigger and stronger every day. At the end of week two, he weighed 165 pounds, a gain of 17 pounds in a week. His cubicle mate Ben couldn't believe what was happening to him. He kept having to buy new clothes, going from a men's small to a men's large in two weeks. He had gained 40 pounds of rock hard muscle. But instead of men's large, he bought extra large. He knew his muscles were going to get bigger and fill out his extra large shirts. He came into his cubicle wearing an extra large polo shirt. "Shirt's a little loose but I'm gonna fill it up with muscle in a couple of weeks," said Jimmy. He pulled up his sleeve and flexed his arm. "It's gettin' huge, Ben. And so fucking strong." He walked up to Ben and put his hands under his armpits. Then he lifted him up easily, pressing him overhead. He did ten reps and dropped Ben to the floor. "You're fucking light. I can press 180 pounds over my head now. You feel like a fucking pillow. And next week I'm gonna be even stronger. Pretty soon I'll be able to press you up with one arm. I'm gettin' so strong so fast. And you said gay guys couldn't build any muscle!" Ben kind of shuddered as he looked up at Jimmy's body from the floor. Jimmy rubbed his cock, which was now semi-hard. "And I'm gonna fuck your little straight ass. I bet you'd like that, wouldn't you straight boy. Getting fucked by a huge gay dude with rock hard muscles who's as strong as a bull." Jimmy grabbed Ben and pulled him up so his face was facing Jimmy's crotch. Then he pressed the back of Ben's head and rubbed his face on his cock, which was now fully hard. "And a nice cocksuck, too. I bet you'd make a good cocksucker, straight boy. Maybe you'll turn into a gay dude. It's fun being gay. And when you've got me around you'll have lots of muscle to worship. Just like Brian. He loves my body." Jimmy laughed and dropped Ben to the ground. Then he went to work on his computer as Ben, still trembling, got up and went to his computer. He didn't know if Jimmy was serious or not. But he did think Jimmy's body was pretty incredible. He wondered what it would look like when it got even bigger, even stronger. His cock got a little hard as he thought about it.

At the end of week four, Jimmy weighed 195 pounds. He now looked like a real muscle jock. Not a fat former jock like Steve but a rock hard solid muscle jock. He looked like a muscular waterpolo player, those guys with incredibly buff bodies who push and kick each other in the pool. With his blue eyes and light brown hair he was gorgeous. He looked like a male model except his muscles were bigger, more defined and harder than most male models.

Jimmy had gained 70 pounds in a month. Chad took another set of pictures and now Jimmy looked almost as big as Chad. Chad was an inch shorter and he was 10 pounds heavier so his muscles looked bigger. But Jimmy was catching up fast. Both he and Chad knew that in a week Jimmy would be bigger than Chad. Taller and heavier. And stronger. Jimmy was now benching 375 pounds, Chad's maximum. Net week it would be more. He knew it and Chad knew it. His "after" pictures looked fantastic. Brian thought he should turn them in to a magazine, but Jimmy persuaded him to wait. "Wait for another month," he said. "Then I'll really be huge. I'll blow those people away."

During the next week, Jimmy gained another 15 pounds. He now weighed 210 and he was still solid muscle. Because his waist had remained small at 29 inches, the rest of his muscles looked huge. And they were so striated and defined his looked like a the muscle chart in a doctor's office, only bigger. In the office all the girls would come up and want to touch Jimmy's muscles. They would hand him their phone numbers. Most of them didn't know he was gay. He was treated like a star on his floor. Everybody wanted to talk to Jimmy. Everybody wanted to know Jimmy. Of course the guys were jealous. They all wished they looked like Jimmy.

Monday morning the boss of Jimmy's manager's boss came into his cubicle, the boss of his boss of his boss. Ben and Jimmy looked at him in shock. This boss never came to talk to the computer engineers. He managed over 300 people and he was hardly ever seen on their floor. He immediately went up to Jimmy. "I don't think we've met. I'm Jack." He held out his hand. Jimmy shook it using a firm and confident grip, still not knowing what was happening. Jack looked at him. "You don't look like most of our engineers. You look so healthy, so fit. Most of our programmers look like dorks." He looked over at Ben who tried to hide.

Jimmy smiled. "Well, I joined the wellness program and my body really responded fast to the exercises. I've put on a lot of muscle. Thanks for the compliment."

Jack looked back at Jimmy. "You know we have a big sales department, staffed with guys who don't know a thing about computers. They're all former jocks and stuff and, just between you and me, they don't know shit. What they need is someone like you to shape 'em up, to teach them about what they sell. And you'd be perfect for the job because they'll respect you. If I sent a dork in there they'd laugh and pick on him. They're not gonna laugh at you. So. beginning two weeks from now, if you want the job, I’d like to promote you to co-sales manager. You and the existing manager will run the group. He provides the sales expertise and you provide the technical expertise. You can also inspire the salesmen by looking so good and still knowing what you’re doing. How's that sound?"

Jimmy looked at Ben and grinned. He reached out and shook Jack's hand. "That sounds great, sir. I'd love to do it."

Jack patted Jimmy on his broad back. "Good. There's a nice raise in store for you too. And a year end bonus. I hope you kick those salesmen's asses." Jack turned around and left the cubicle.

Jimmy turned to Ben and said "Holy shit!" Ben looked at Jimmy in awe. “My god,” he said. “Here I thought gay guys were all wimps, wimps who like to dress up with angel wings. But look at you. You’ve gotten so big, so strong. I’ve been watching your muscles grow bigger every day and I can’t believe it. And now the big boss comes in and gives you a promotion! You are such a stud! I can’t believe how big and strong you’ve gotten. I love to watch your body grow. I don’t want you to leave this cubicle!”

Jimmy looked down and saw that Ben’s cock was hard. He walked over and put his hand on it. Ben immediately blushed. “So the straight boy likes the gay boy’s big muscles, huh.” Ben nodded his head. Jimmy grinned. “I told you I’d make you go gay. And it looks like I’ve done it. You’re gay for my body. You’re gay for my growing muscles.” Jimmy picked Ben up and pressed him overhead a few times, grinning as he did it.

Ben felt Jimmy’s huge arms and shoulders. “Yeah I am,” he said sheepishly. “I want you to fuck me, Jimmy. I know you like to fuck guys. I’ve heard you on the phone talking about fucking them, how you can cum four or five times a night. I want you to fuck me tonight. I wanna feel your huge muscles while you fuck the shit outta me. I’ve never been fucked before and I want you to do it. I wanna be fucked by the biggest most beautiful muscle stud I’ve ever seen.” Jimmy really had made Ben go gay for him. He squeezed Ben’s cock. Then he rubbed his own big cock against Ben’s body. “Tonight,” he said.

So Jimmy fucked Ben four times that night. Ben almost hobbled in to the cubicle the next day because his ass was so sore. But he immediately went up to Jimmy and felt his muscles. "How about tonight?" he said as he looked into Jimmy's blue eyes as he felt those bulging muscles.

Jimmy grinned. "So the straight boy liked it, huh? Well my roommate Brian, who is also my cook, is gonna get fucked tonight. He was jealous I fucked you last night. But he doesn't mind if I fuck other guys. He knows I'm a horny young man. But he likes to get fucked too. So wait till Wednesday. Then I'll fuck the shit outta you again."

Ben smiled and rubbed his hand over Jimmy's hard round ass. "Ummmm," he said.

Jimmy met his co-manager and prepared to start his new job in two weeks. He would even get an office, not just a cubicle. And of course he was still working out every day, one body part per day and eating like a horse. He ate a ton of Brian's good food and he was stuffing himself in between meals with protein shakes and Muscle Milks. Plus he was taking creatine and a whole host of vitamins.

In that week, he gained another 15 pounds of muscle. It was unbelievable how much muscle he could put on in such a short time. In six weeks he had gone from 125 pounds to 225 pounds. And he was still solid muscle. He now looked like an extremely muscular water polo player, the most muscular player on the team. Or maybe a strong football player, a quarterback or running back made of solid muscle. He looked fantastic. Brian spent most of his time in the gym spotting Jimmy, but he kept working out too. He wanted to keep his body nice and trim and keep his bubble butt round and firm for Jimmy. He couldn't build any big muscles the way Jimmy could, but he lost most of his fat and he looked pretty damn good even though he only weighed 110 pounds. And his bubble butt looked fantastic.

That weekend Jimmy went home to visit his parents since it was his mother's birthday. He wore a tee shirt that hugged his body. It was a men's large and it was small on his huge muscular chest and broad wide shoulders. His rippling arms filled up the arm holes. But his waist was a trim 29-1/2 inches, all solid muscle. His shorts showed off his big buff legs. He knocked on door and his mother opened it. She looked directly at Jimmy's bulging pecs and said, "Sorry, no solicitors," and she started to close the door.

Jimmy grabbed it and said, "Mom it's me."

She looked up and saw his face. "Oh my god," she said, almost collapsing. "What happened to you? You got so big!"

Jimmy smiled and flexed his right arm, which almost burst through the fabric. "I've been working out, mom. Google has a wellness program and I've been lifting every day in the gym. And my muscles really exploded! I never worked my muscles before and now they really want to grow. And I've gotten so strong! I can bench 425 pounds. When I started I could only bench 35 pounds. So I've gotten more than 10 times stronger! And I'm always hungry mom. So I hope you bought a lot of good food. Good food with lots of protein. And I'm gonna go to the store and buy more protein. My muscles need a lot of protein because they're still growing like crazy."

Jimmy's mom watched her son's muscles twitch and flex as he walked into the living room. "Oh my god, Jimmy. You were always so small, so skinny. And now look at you! You're so big and muscular. You're gonna give your brother a big shock. Rob was always the athlete in our family. And now look at you. Your muscles are way bigger than his. He's gonna fall over when he sees you. He's watching TV in the family room."

Jimmy smiled and sneered at the same time. His brother Rob was two years older than him and he always made sure that Jimmy knew who was the boss around the house. Rob played soccer and baseball as a kid. He didn't make the teams in high school, but he still considered himself a jock and hung out with all the jocks. And he kept beating up his brother all the time. Things really got bad when Jimmy came out to his family and told them he was gay when he was 13 years old. His mom and dad were supportive of him, but Rob dominated him even more. He called him a fag. He said he was ashamed to be living with a fag brother. He punched him all the time and laughed at Jimmy's gay friends who were all wimpy fags just like his brother. Jimmy tried to stay away from his brother. He hung out with his gay friends and never went anywhere near a gym. But he lived in the same house with Rob and Rob made life hell for him. After Rob graduated from high school he worked as a mechanic’s helper. He never went to college. He now spent most of his time in bars and chasing girls who weren't too interested in him. And he was living at home. He didn't make a lot of money so his parents agreed he could live at home in his old room. And every time Jimmy came home to visit, the hell would start all over again. Not this time, said Jimmy to himself.

Jimmy stripped off his shirt. He wanted to totally shock Rob. His mother gasped as she saw his rippling muscles as he strutted towards the family room. As he approached the door he yelled, "Hi Rob. I'm home."

From inside the room he heard, "Oh shit, I gotta put up with my faggot brother again!" Not exactly a warm welcome. Jimmy walked into the room and stood in front of Rob. "Holy shit!" yelled Rob. "What the fuck happened to you? You're a faggot! You're a dork! You're a dweeb! A month ago you were skinny as shit! What the fuck happened to you???"

Jimmy looked down at Rob's fat body. Then he flexed his rock hard 19 inch biceps. "I put on some muscle, punk. Like 100 pounds! I wouldn't be asking what happened to me. I'd be asking what’s gonna to happen to you."

 

Part 7

Jimmy stood in front of his brother and flexed his pecs, lats and abs. "Stand up, asshole," he said. Rob was so shocked he sat motionless, staring at Jimmy's huge muscles. "I said stand up punk!" yelled Jimmy as he made a fist and moved it towards Rob's face. Rob stood up. He was 5' 10" tall and weighed about 180. He used to have some muscle but now he was mainly fat. Fat from drinking all those beers. At 24 years old he already had a small beer gut.

Jimmy made a fist, pulled back his arm and smashed it into Rob's gut. Rob buckled over in pain. "How's that feel, punk? Think about all the times you did that to me. Now stand up again. Stand up!" Slowly Rob stood up, rubbing his gut which was throbbing in pain. "What did you call me when I told you I was here?" Rob kind of stuttered. "Uh, I don't remember," he said. "Let me help you, punk. It starts with an "f." You remember now? Say it!" Rob looked at Jimmy's body and trembled. "Uh, faggot," he said quietly. Jimmy pulled back his arm and smashed it into Rob's gut, even harder than the last time. Rob buckled over and started groaning in abject pain. "That's right. You called me a faggot. You've been calling me a faggot for years. If you ever call me a faggot again those punches are gonna feel like little love taps. I'm gonna smash you so hard you'd wish you were dead. You understand that, punk? You got that?" Rob hesitated. Jimmy smashed his fist into Rob's arm, so hard it would be bruised for weeks. "I didn't hear you punk! You got that?" Rob murmured "yes." Jimmy said, "Yes what, punk? Yes what?" Rob looked at Jimmy's face which was mean and menacing. "Yes, sir," he said.

"That's better, punk. From now on I am your master. You will do everything I ask. You will always call me 'sir' or 'master'. If you disobey me I'm gonna beat the shit outta you, just like you did to me. You got that asshole?" Rob looked at the ground. "Yes sir," he said as he looked at Jimmy's big muscular legs and calves. "Stand up!" yelled Jimmy. Rob immediately stood up and looked at his totally buff younger brother. Jimmy flexed pecs and lats and abs and Rob gulped as he saw the bulging muscle. "I'm sleeping in your room. My room's full of fucking boxes. You can sleep on the couch, punk." Rob was about to say something to object but then he looked at Jimmy's huge pecs, his cannonball delts and his rippling, muscular arms. "Yes, sir," he said meekly. "Pick up my backback and bring it to your - I mean my - room." Rob went out and picked up Jimmy's backpack. It felt heavy. He needed to use two hands. "God you're fuckin' weak," said Jimmy. He picked up the backpack with one hand and curled it up and down several times. "That arm can curl 100 pound dumbbells. This ain't nothin' to that arm." He threw the backpack to Rob, almost knocking him over. "Go!" he ordered.

The brothers walked up to Rob's room, with Rob struggling to carry Jimmy's bag and Jimmy following him, almost leaping up the stairs. His powerful legs loved to climb. They could squat with 550 pounds so climbing some steps was easy. They went into Rob’s room. "Your room looks like shit," said Jimmy. He walked over and grabbed a sports trophy cup that Rob had sitting on his dresser. It was a metal trophy, won by Rob when he was most valuable player on his 13 year old baseball team. It was one of his prized possessions. Jimmy wrapped his fingers around the cup and squeezed. The skin on his forearm almost burst from the huge flexing muscles that drove his thick fingers into the cup. "Hey stop! That's mine!" yelled Rob. Jimmy looked over to Rob and said, "Fuck you!" He squeezed harder and the metal started to bend. "I order you to ask me to crush your trophy. I order you to beg me to crush this piece of crap. I've always hated your fucking sports trophies. Beg me to crush this fucking thing!" Rob looked over to his brother in disbelief. Then Jimmy moved closer and smashed his other fist into Rob's pec, real hard. Rob grabbed his flabby chest which was in total pain. Jimmy stared at him and made another fist. "Master, please crush my baseball cup. It's a fucking piece of shit. Crush it into nothing. Smash it with your big muscles. Smash it into twisted metal!" Jimmy sneered and then squeezed hard. His muscular forearms flexed into writhing snakes of muscle in the shape of a bowling pin and his big fingers bent the hard metal like it was cardboard. In a matter of seconds, the cup was crushed into twisted metal by Jimmy's strong fingers. Jimmy threw it on the floor. "Fucking crap," he said.

Then he took his arm and ran it over the top of Rob's dresser, spilling everything that was on it onto the floor. Now Jimmy had a nice clean dresser for his stuff. "Pick up this shit," said Jimmy. "Go get a box and put all this fucking shit in it. Then pick up the floor and make this room real neat. I like a neat room." He stood next to Rob and bumped his chest into him, knocking him backward. "Yes, sir," said Rob and he started to work. Jimmy jumped on the bed on his back and put his arms behind his head. He was going to watch Rob work. His big bicep muscles flexed and Rob gasped as he took in Jimmy's totally buffed body. Rob ran into another room and got a box. Then he loaded it up with his stuff. As Jimmy watched him he smiled. Never in his wildest dreams did he ever think he'd be ordering his older brother around. He unzipped his shorts and grabbed his cock. It was already semi-hard. Just thinking about how he was dominating his brother really turned him on. Rob looked over and saw Jimmy's big cock. "Oh fuck," he said. "It's huge." Jimmy grinned. "Yeah it's huge. It's huge and it's horny." Rob gulped. Then he took all his stuff off the floor and put it in the closet or drawers. "All done, sir," he said as he stood at attention next to the bed.

Jimmy stroked his cock and the monster was gigantic. Rob stared at the huge weapon. "Take off your clothes!" yelled Jimmy. Rob immediately obeyed. Jimmy got up off the bed and took off his shorts and shoes. His torso was already bare. He stood next to Rob and they looked at each others' naked reflections in the mirror. Jimmy was tall, very muscular and incredibly good looking. Rob was nothing but fat and his face was fatty too. He looked like a so-so jock gone bad, no muscle just fat. Jimmy stroked his cock as he looked at the images. "Things have sure changed, haven't they punk? And I'm still gaining a ton of muscle every day. I'm gonna be huge, bro. I'm gonna be so strong I could arm wrestle you with just my little finger. And I'll win no problem."

Jimmy stood in back of Rob. He rubbed his hard cock on Rob's ass as he looked at their bodies. His shoulders were almost a foot wider than Rob's. They were capped with writhing muscle that looked like cannonballs while Rob's shoulders were capped with fat. "Flex your arms," said Jimmy. Rob obeyed and flexed his fat arms. There was almost no muscle visible. Then Jimmy flexed his arms right behind Rob's. His 19 inch arms bulged with muscle. Both his biceps and his triceps were huge. Rob's arms looked like fat little sticks in front of Jimmy's huge bulging muscles. Jimmy's lats flared out from his wide shoulders down to his narrow hips. His hips were narrower than Rob's and his waist was way smaller. So in the mirror you could see Jimmy's huge shoulders and chest dwarfing Rob's while Rob's fat stomach was much bigger than Jimmy's washboard of muscle behind it.

Jimmy turned and faced Rob. "Hit me in the gut, punk. You used to do it all the time. Now try it." Rob hesitated. "Do it!" yelled Jimmy as he waved his fist in front of Rob’s face. Rob made a fist, pulled back his arm and punched Jimmy's abs as hard as he could. In years past, Jimmy would buckle over in pain. Now Rob's fist felt like it had hit a brick wall. A brick wall of muscle. "Oww," said Rob as he pulled back his fist in pain. "Like fuckin' bricks, aren't they bro. My abs are like fucking bricks. My whole body is as hard as rock. You could try to punch me all day and I wouldn't feel a thing. But if I punched you........." Jimmy made a fist. Rob grimaced. "No, no, don't do it. You're too strong. I know you're strong. I already felt the power of your muscles. Don't hit me, please, please! Don’t hit me, master." Jimmy smiled. For years he had begged his brother not to hit him, mostly without success. Now his brother was begging him not to get hit. His cock got real hard.

"Get on your knees and lick my balls, punk. Suck ‘em too. Then lick and suck my big dick! My cock is gonna fuck your mouth. My cock's gonna fuck your throat. I'm gonna cum inside your fucking body, filling you up with your little brother's hot musclestud cum." Rob looked up with fear in his eyes. "And there isn't a thing you can do about it, asshole," said Jimmy as he stroked his cock. "Get on your fucking knees and lick! Suck and lick, punk. And no teeth. If I feel a bite, this is what’s gonna happen." Jimmy slapped Rob across his face with the hardest slap Rob had ever felt. “That’s a bitch slap, punk. You bite my cock with your teeth and you’re gonna get slapped so hard you’ll wish you were dead. Now lick!”

Rob started licking Jimmy’s big balls. He had never licked balls or sucked cock before but he wanted to please Jimmy. He didn’t want to get hit. He put a ball in his mouth and began sucking and licking. “Ohhh, feels so good,” moaned Jimmy as he moved his hips around. Then Rob sucked the second ball. Jimmy was moaning louder. “The cock!” he yelled. Rob started licking Jimmy’s huge ten inch cock. Rob’s cock was only seven inches long. He couldn’t believe how big his little brother’s cock was. “Ummm, feels so good,” moaned Jimmy as Rob licked. “Suck it!” said Jimmy and he hit Rob on the face with his big hard cock. Rob opened his mouth and began sucking and licking his brother’s cock. Jimmy moaned louder and louder. “It feels so good having you suck my cock. Never in my life did I think this would ever happen. I was so skinny and you tormented me for being gay. But now I got muscles and you don’t have shit. Suck it hard, cocksucker!” He slapped Rob on the cheek and Rob started sucking harder. Jimmy started moving his hips back and forth faster and faster. Then he rammed his cock down Rob’s throat and thrust in and out. Rob started to gag but Jimmy didn’t care. He was red hot with lust and all he wanted to do is fuck his brother’s face. He was totally aroused. “How do you like your little brother fucking your face, bro? You fucked me up so many times and now I can fuck you any time I want. It feels so fucking good. Fucking the bro that beat me up so many times.” Rob made a gurgling sound. “Oh yeah, you can’t talk because my big cock is in your throat!” Jimmy thrust harder and harder. He was in a sexual frenzy thinking about the power he now had over his brother. Finally he came, spurting gush after gush of cum down his brother’s throat. He yelled in pleasure. After he finished cumming he kept his cock inside Rob’s throat for several minutes, letting Rob’s tender throat tissues massage his still sensitive cock as he slowly pulled it in and out as he moaned in pleasure. Rob was gagging but Jimmy didn’t care. He was so turned on by completely dominating his older brother.

Finally he pulled his cock out of Rob’s mouth. “You’re a good cocksucker,” he said. “That’s good, because you’re gonna get a lot of practice when I’m up here visiting. And I bet you have a nice tight butt. That’s gonna be fun to fuck.” Rob looked at Jimmy’s still hard cock and gulped. He couldn’t imagine having that huge thing up his ass. But he knew he had no choice.

“I’m hungry,” said Jimmy. “I’m gonna go down and raid the kitchen. My muscles need lots of protein. Put on your clothes and clean up the room. Then go to the health food store and buy 12 Muscle Milks and a big can of whey protein. Also a gallon of milk. I need to keep feeding my growing muscles. You better be back here in less than an hour because I’m gonna make a big protein shake before dinner. You got that, asshole?” Rob looked at Jimmy and trembled. “What about the money, sir?” he asked. “Use your own fucking money! You’re gonna use your own fucking money to help me get huge. Just forget your beers for the next week.” Rob looked down. He was going to be buying protein to make his brother’s muscles even bigger, even stronger. “Yes sir,” he said as he put on his clothes. Jimmy put on his clothes and opened his backpack. He took out a jar of creatine and a couple jars of vitamins and minerals. He put them on the dresser where Rob’s stuff used to be. He took out his clothes and hung them in Rob’s closet, throwing Rob’s stuff on the floor so there was plenty of room for his clothes. Then he went down to the kitchen and made himself two big sandwiches, tuna and chicken. “Mom, we need a lot more tuna and a lot more chicken. I’m gonna eat what you got here today. I’ll need a lot more food tomorrow.” His mom came up and wrapped her hand around Jimmy’s big bicep and Jimmy flexed it for her. “I’m gonna buy you all the food you want, son. I just can’t believe your new body. You look so good. You look so much better than Rob.” Jimmy kissed his mother and said, “Maybe you won’t think Rob’s the big stud around here anymore.”

Rob returned in about an hour, carrying a big jar of protein, the 12 Muscle Milks and a gallon of milk. Jimmy smiled and rubbed his stomach. "I’m hungry again. My muscles want a big protein shake." So he made a big shake and glugged it down as Rob watched him drink with a sense of awe and envy. “I’ve been puttin’ on about two pounds of muscle a day,” said Jimmy. “Need a lot of food to feed those muscles, make ‘em grow bigger, make ‘em grow stronger.” Rob nodded. “Yes sir,” he said as he looked at Jimmy’s huge arm holding his shake.

Then the boys’ father arrived home. He had been working on a Saturday and got home about 5:30. He walked in the door and went into the family room. He suddenly stopped. There was this huge young man sitting in Rob’s chair watching TV while Rob was sitting to his side in a folding chair. The young man was wearing a tight tee shirt that showed off his bulging arms, his huge shoulders and his big pecs. And his legs were enormous, big thick hunks of muscle that slowly flexed as the young man turned around to see him. “Who are you?” said the father. Jimmy grinned. “It’s me, Jimmy. I’ve put on some muscle.” He stood up in front of his dad who gasped. His dad came up to him and looked him in the eyes, seeing the clear blue eyes and handsome face of his son. “Oh my god,” said his dad. “It is you. I can’t believe it. You’re bigger than Rob. You’re way bigger than Rob. And it’s all muscle. You’re just all muscle.” Jimmy grinned. “Yeah, I’m way bigger than Robbie here. He’s all fat. I’m all muscle.” His dad looked at him quizzically. “Did you say ‘Robbie’? Rob hates the name Robbie. That’s what we called him when he was a kid, but after he turned 10 he hated that name. He’s ‘Rob.’” Jimmy turned to Rob and said, “You like the name ‘Robbie’ don’t you boy?” Robbie looked up at his muscular brother and said, “Yes, sir.” Their dad gulped. “Did he call you ‘sir’? Rob’s always picked on you and now he’s calling you ‘sir’?” Jimmy flexed his arm in front of his dad’s face. “Yeah, things have changed around here, dad. Robbie doesn't argue with these muscles. He takes orders from me now. If I tell Robbie to do something he does it. He used to beat me up all the time. Now I am his master. Right, Robbie?” Robbie looked at the ground and said, “Yes sir.” Their dad looked at Rob’s chair. “So that’s why you’re sitting in Rob’s chair. You just took it from him.” Jimmy sat back down in the chair and put his arms behind his head. His big biceps bulged. “Yeah, I took it, just like he used to do to me. And Robbie graciously said I could use his room. He’s got a nice comfy bed. He’s gonna sleep on the couch. Right, Robbie?” Rob looked at his dad with defeated eyes and then turned to Jimmy. “Yes, sir.”

The boys' dad wrapped his fingers around Jimmy's bicep and tricep. He couldn't circle the whole arm. It was too big. Jimmy flexed his muscles. His dad moved his fingers around the huge muscles, almost gasping at what he was feeling. Then he said "Whoa! Your muscles are so big. And so hard!" He looked at Jimmy's face and blue eyes - he had not realized before how handsome his younger son was - and at his big rippling muscles. "Well, after everything your older brother has done to you over the years, I guess turnabout is fair play." Jimmy looked at Rob and grinned.

Their mom came into the room and said, "Dinner's ready. I made steaks because I know Jimmy wants a lot of meat. He gets two steaks and the rest of us get one.." The family sat down at the table. Jimmy's food was sitting in front of him. He had twice as much as anyone else. And even though he had had a big protein shake an hour before, he was ravenously hungry. He immediately dug into his food, cutting the steaks quickly into big pieces and chewing them quickly in his mouth. Rob marveled at how fast Jimmy could eat. He watched Jimmy smash the meat with his very white teeth, crushing it and swallowing it. His jaw muscles were big and strong and they rippled under his thin skin with each chew. Before he knew it, Jimmy was done with his two steaks. Rob had only eaten one bite. "I need more meat," said Jimmy. He stabbed Rob's steak with his fork and put it on his plate. "Hey," said Rob. Jimmy looked at him and made a fist, flexing his big forearm and bicep. "Hey, what, punk. You got a problem? I need more meat. And I'm takin' yours. You got a problem?" The boys' parents looked at Rob. He had always dominated Jimmy in the past. Now he sat silently as Jimmy started eating his meat. "No sir," he said.

Jimmy's parents were shocked at how subservient Rob was to Jimmy. Things had totally changed around their house. They gave Jimmy half of their steaks too. He grabbed them and started tearing the meat off the bone with his teeth. He tore the meat like a young lion would tear meat off the carcass of his prey. Jimmy was like a young animal, tearing meat off the bones of the slaughtered cows to build more muscle on his growing body. He grabbed all the bones and bit off every piece of flesh, leaving five bones that had been picked clean by Jimmy's white teeth. His teeth and jaw muscles were so strong it looked like he could chew up the bones too. But he just ate the meat. All the meat. Jimmy ate four steaks and lots of vegetables. He patted his full stomach. He looked at his dad. "All that meat is gonna turn into muscle, dad. My muscles are growin' like crazy. I'm gonna be huge." His dad said, "Well, you're already pretty huge!" Jimmy laughed. "Not huge enough! I'm gonna get real huge. Real huge and real strong!" Rob gulped. They also had a birthday cake for Jimmy's mother, who beamed with pride when Jimmy flexed his muscles as he sung Happy Birthday to her.

 

Part 8

After dinner Jimmy said, "I'm gonna take a shower. I'm goin' out tonight." He walked upstairs to his - formerly Rob's - room. Rob followed him. For some reason Rob couldn't resist following Jimmy. Jimmy was so big. So muscular. So strong. Rob was attracted to Jimmy's body even though he was straight. Very straight. Jimmy went into his room and stripped off his clothes. He stood before the mirror and looked at his body. Rob was staring too. "I can't believe my muscles have gotten so big," said Jimmy. "When I look into the mirror I sometimes can't believe it's really me. But then I feel my muscles, how big and hard they are, and then I believe. I love being big and strong. And I can't wait to get even bigger. Even stronger." He flexed his arms and smiled as Rob looked at him in awe. "I'm goin' to a gay bar tonight. I bet none of those guys will recognize me. I used to sit there hoping to pick up a guy, but I was so skinny and dorky that most of the guys ignored me. I think things will be different now." Jimmy had never talked about his sex life to Rob before. Now he felt free to talk.

"Oh yeah, I'm taking your car. You have a nice muscle car and I'm gonna look real good driving up to the bar in that car." Rob's car was his prized possession. It was a 1969 Plymouth Barracuda with a big V-8 engine and four on the floor. It was painted dark red and had leather seats. Rob had carefully restored the car. Jimmy had never been inside Rob's car. Rob had defiantly said that his faggot brother was never going to ride in his car.

"What??!!!" yelled Rob. "You can't take my car! It's my car! You can't take it!"

Jimmy came up to Rob and wrapped his arm around Rob's neck. He positioned his bicep muscle so it faced Rob's windpipe. Then he drew in his forearm and flexed his bicep. Rob could feel the muscle bulge into his neck. It felt like a steel ball growing bigger and bigger and harder and harder as it rammed itself into his soft neck muscles. The huge muscle smashed into Rob's windpipe. Jimmy could hear a crackling sound as his rock like bicep crushed his brother's windpipe. Rob's neck was like a soft piece of fruit to Jimmy's huge arm, fruit that could easily be crushed into pulp by his big hard muscle. "What did you say, Robbie? Were you disobeying me?" Jimmy flexed harder.

Rob started to gag. His face turned red. Spit was dripping out of his mouth. He started shaking his head. "No," he murmured. Jimmy let him go a little.

"Speak up Robbie." Rob gasped with his first breath of air.

"No sir, I'm not disobeying you. Please take my car. Have a good time at the bar. But please don't damage my car. Please sir?"

Jimmy let him go. "No, I won't damage your car. It's gonna be my car every time I come up here to visit. I hope you keep it in good shape for me."

Rob looked at Jimmy's huge arm. "Yes sir."

Jimmy strutted off to the shower. Rob watched his broad shoulders and huge lats as he walked. And he saw his firm round muscle butt and his calf muscles flexing with each step. He trembled as he watched all that muscle.

Jimmy returned a few minutes later, his skin still steaming and wet. He hit a few poses in the mirror. Rob's eyes were fixated on his body. Jimmy noticed. "I think you're gonna be gay pretty soon. When I weigh 280 pounds of solid muscle you won't be able to keep your hands off my body. You're gonna want me to fuck you all the time." Rob's face turned red. Jimmy laughed.

He put on a white wife beater that stretched very snugly over his huge torso. His huge shoulders and arms were completely visible as were most of his lats and the top part of his pecs. And the waist part of the shirt clung tightly on his washboard abs. You could see the corrugated muscle under the thin cloth fibers. The he put on some shorts that hung low on his hips, exposing the top part of his round muscle butt. His huge legs almost burst the fabric apart and his calves bulged with muscle underneath. Then he put on some sandals. His size 13 feet looked thick and muscular. He turned to his brother. "How do I look?" he asked.

"You look great, sir. I'd pick you up in a second if I was gay."

Jimmy laughed. "Gimme the keys," he said.

The boys went out to the car and Jimmy hopped in. He looked around the car, never having been inside before. "Nice car," he said. He started the engine and the huge engine roared. Jimmy smiled. The he put it in gear and zoomed off. Luckily he could drive a stick shift. His first car was a stick shirt. But he had never driven a car this powerful before. The car was powerful, just like he was.

He drove in to the bar's parking lot. There were some guys standing around the front of the bar and they all immediately looked at Jimmy's car as he drove it in. Very few gay guys had muscle cars. They were impressed. Jimmy pulled up to a parking place near the front entrance and he hopped out. All the guys looked at him and their mouths dropped open. They gaped at the good looking blue eyed muscle stud coming out of his muscle car. And he was going to enter their bar! It was their lucky night.

Jimmy knew this bar very well and he knew some of the guys who were staring at him. They didn't recognize him with his 100 pounds of new muscle. He walked in the door. The guys in the bar were kind of segregated by social status. The dorky guys sat at the end of the bar nearest the door. This is where Jimmy used to sit. In the middle of the bar sat the guys who weren't dorks but who weren't studs either. The middle guys. At the far end of the bar sat the studs. These guys all had great bodies and gorgeous faces. They were the guys all the men in the bar wished they looked like. Jimmy had often looked at these guys dreaming he could fuck them. There was one guy in particular that Jimmy lusted over. He was dark, probably Italian, with black hair and brown eyes. His face was drop dead gorgeous. He was about 5' 10" tall and probably weighed 180 pounds. And he was all muscle, solid tan muscle. He was about Jimmy's age. Jimmy would sit at his end of the bar looking at this stud. The stud never looked at him. He was talking to his other stud friends at the stud end of the bar. And then he would go home with one of them for a night of stud fucking. He would never talk to a dork.

Jimmy came up to the bar and sat at the dork end. The other dorks couldn't believe this big buff guy was sitting with them. Jimmy recognized the guy sitting next to him. "Hi Dennis," he said.

The guy looked at Jimmy's face and his mouth dropped open. "Jimmy? Is that you?"

Jimmy smiled. "Yes, it's me. I've put on some muscle."

"Holy shit," said Dennis. He wrapped both of his hands around Jimmy's arm. "You got so big. So muscular. You're not a dork any more."

Jimmy grinned. "Yeah, but I can still sit here, can't I?"

Dennis rubbed his hands all over Jimmy's arms and shoulders. "You sure can," he said. "I'll buy you a beer." So Jimmy drank his beer with the dorks. They all talked to him and marveled at what had happened to him. A couple of them bought him more beers. Lots of guys came over and introduced themselves to Jimmy, even most of the studs. They all wanted to meet Jimmy. They wanted him to sit next to them. They wanted him to move away from the dorks. But Jimmy kept his seat, the seat where he sat when he lusted over the stud. Then he saw him. The Italian stud boy had just arrived and sat down in his customary chair at the stud end of the bar. He started talking to his stud friends. Jimmy looked at him with the same lust in his mind as he had always had. Then the stud looked at him. He had never looked at him before but he looked at him now. The stud's mouth dropped open as he looked at Jimmy's beautiful blue eyes, his handsome face and his totally buffed out body.

"Who's that guy?" the stud said to his friend.

"His name's Jimmy, Mark. I guess he used to come in here all the time but I never noticed him before 'cause he was a dork. But he's put on a lot of muscle as you can see."

Mark looked at Jimmy for a long time. His cock started to get hard. Jimmy moved his arms around, gently flexing his muscles as he was talking to Dennis. He looked so hot in his wifebeater. He knew the stud was looking at him. "I'm gonna go talk to him," said Mark.

Mark walked over to Jimmy. All the dorks stood back as the bar's former number one stud came up to meet the bar's new number one stud. He put out his hand. "Hey, my name's Mark," he said.

Jimmy shook it. "Jimmy," he said.

"Why don't you come over to my end of the bar. I'd like to get to know you," said Mark.

"Sure," said Jimmy. He turned to Dennis. "I'm not gonna be a stuck up jock like them. I'm still gonna talk to you guys." But Jimmy was a jock. He was a stud. He followed Mark and sat down next to him at the stud end of the bar. Jimmy was now a stud. This is where he belonged.

"My friend said you've been here before. But I don't remember ever seeing you," said Mark.

Jimmy smiled. "Well, I started working out and I've put on some muscle. You probably didn't notice me before because I was a skinny dork. Just like those guys over there. But now I've got muscle, just like you."

Mark grabbed Jimmy's arm. "You sure do! You've got way more muscle than me. And it's rock hard. Big and hard! It took me a long time to get the muscle I have, I was always a jock in high school and I gained about 10 or 15 pounds of muscle each year. And now I'm pretty much maxed out at 180."

Jimmy laughed. "Fifteen pounds a year? I've been gaining 15 pounds every week! I never worked out before and when I started lifting my body just grew. I got real hungry and I lift heavier weights every week. My muscles really want to grow. I'm gonna be huge."

Mark ran his hands over Jimmy's delts and pecs. "Holy shit," he said. "Fifteen pounds a week! Jesus Christ! You're already huge! What do you weigh?"

Jimmy flexed his arm. "About 225. I wanna get up to about 280 or so. All muscle. Solid muscle. No fat. That will probably take me another couple of months." Mark's mouth dropped open. "Holy shit," he said again. You weigh 45 pounds more than me already." His cock was rock hard.

Jimmy looked at Mark. "You've got a real nice body, Mark. You're not as big as me, but you look real good." Jimmy didn't tell Mark he had been lusting over his body for a year.

Mark smiled. "Well, I'm nothing compared to you, but thanks. I try to keep in good shape. I sure don't have any trouble picking up guys. Not as many guys as you'll pick up though. Guys like me." He nudged closer to Jimmy. Jimmy couldn't believe what he was hearing. He could now pick up guys like Mark! He could pick up the hottest, cutest, most muscular studs he wanted. He was now the stud. Hot guys like Mark wanted to be with him! Jimmy leaned over and kissed Mark on his lips. "Let's get outta here and have some fun," he said.

So Jimmy and Mark went out and got in Jimmy's muscle car.

"Nice car," said Mark.

"A muscle car for a muscle stud. Jimmy grinned and flexed his arm at Mark as the huge V-8 engine roared. "Let's go to your place because I'm staying at my parents' house this weekend. And hand me a couple of those Muscle Milks. I need to keep eating protein to keep my muscles growing." Mark reached back and grabbed three Muscle Milks. Jimmy roared the engine and drove off, with lots of bar patrons looking at him and Mark and wishing they were in that car. He drank the Muscle Milks down one at a time as he drove. Mark watched him drink. He was in awe of Jimmy's body. He couldn't believe his muscles had grown so fast.

They drove to Mark's apartment. Mark had a gym set up in his apartment, with a bench, including an Olympic bar, a squat rack, a pullup bar and lots of dumbbells and barbells. "I work out a lot at home," he said. "I've been collecting these weights for years. I've got about 700 pounds sitting there. Let's work out for a while. Let's get nice and hot and pumped. I wanna feel your big pumped muscles!"

Jimmy grinned. "Yeah!" he said.

"Let's strip. I wanna see you naked. Your body is so hot!" Mark grinned and stripped off his clothes and Jimmy did the same thing. They stood across from each other and looked at each other's bodies. Their cocks got rock hard. Then Jimmy reached across and kissed Mark. He kissed the boy he had lusted over for a year. He was so excited.

"Benches first," said Mark. "I have two big plates on the bar already. One thirty five. You go first."

Jimmy got on the bench and cranked out 20 easy reps. "Nice little warmup weight," he said as he leaped off the bench.

Mark walked up to him and felt his pecs. "Your pecs are pumped already. Your muscles really get pumped fast!"

Jimmy grinned. "Yeah, I always get a real good pump. Wait 'till you touch 'em after I've benched 425. They'll really be pumped then. And I benched 425 last week. I can probably bench 450 now."

Mark shook his head. "I cant' believe it. You are so fucking strong. I'm not sure I have enough weights to go as high as even 400. I can only bench around 300. I only have six 45 pound plates. But I've got two 25's, two 10's and two 5's. So how much does that make?"

Jimmy was very good at math and said, "That's 395. Pretty close. I should be able to do a lot of reps with that and really pump up these pecs. Your turn, stud boy." He patted Mark on his very firm round ass.

Mark got on the bench and also cranked out 20 reps. But he slowed down at the end. He wasn't as strong as Jimmy. He jumped up and Jimmy felt the tan skin covering his big pec muscles. "So hot," he said as he felt the muscle bulging.

"You're pumped too. You look so great, Mark." Then he looked at the bar. "Another two plates!" He picked up one plate and Mark picked up the other. They loaded the bar to 225 pounds. "Another warmup" said Jimmy, grinning at Mark. He got under the bar and again did 20 easy reps.

"Shit you are strong," said Mark. "I can't believe you gained all that muscle in six weeks." Jimmy flexed his bulging pecs and Mark felt the shredded muscle.

"Yeah, I could only bench 35 pounds six weeks ago. I've gotten more than ten times stronger. My muscles really grow fast. And they get really strong. I have great genetics."

Mark nodded his head. "You sure do," he said. His cock was rock hard. He got on the bench and did 15 reps with the 225 pound bar. It was obviously a lot harder for him. He was very slow for the last few reps. He jumped up and Jimmy felt his muscles.

"You're not as strong as me, but your muscles are so hot! And you're so fucking good looking!" Jimmy stroked his big hard cock.

"Another two plates," he said. "Now well get into some work sets." They grabbed the plates and put them on the bar.

"That's 315," said Mark. "I'm not sure I can do that, but I know you can. Bench it muscle boy!" Jimmy got on the bench and cranked out 15 reps with the huge weight, a weight he wouldn't have been able to even budge on the floor six weeks before. He jumped off the bench and rubbed his pecs on Mark's body. His pecs were now sweaty and the two boys rubbed their sweaty muscles into each other. "Gettin' big," said Mark. "Gettin' real big." He rubbed his hands over Jimmy's pumped up pecs, feeling their enormous size and hardness as he rubbed his hard cock into Jimmy's hard cock. Jimmy ran his hands over Mark's shoulders and arms. These muscle boys were getting so aroused by feeling and seeing each other's hard muscular bodies.

Finally Mark broke away and got on the bench. "Spot me, Jimmy. I'm gonna need it." Jimmy helped Mark take the bar off the rack and then kept his hands underneath the bar as Mark lowered it. Mark pushed it up and he got a quarter way up before he slowed down and finally stopped. Jimmy helped him lift.

"You can do it stud! Your muscles are big! They're strong! They can lift this fucking iron!" Mark pushed and Jimmy lifted and finally the bar got to the top. They racked it and Mark rolled off the bench, exhausted.

"Fuck, that was heavy," he gasped. But his skin was red hot and dripping with sweat and his pecs were bulging. His pecs were totally pumped. Jimmy grabbed him and rubbed his sweaty pecs all over his body, feeling the heat and hardness of Mark's beautiful muscles. "You are so fuckin' hot," he said.

Mark was moaning in pleasure. "So are you," he murmured. They kissed each other and held on to each other as they felt their sweaty hard bodies glide over each other.

Finally Mark said. "I wanna see you lift all those weights. I wanna see your big body work! I wanna see your muscles bulge with power!" So they put on all of Mark's Olympic plates, making the bar weigh 395 pounds. Mark looked at the bar. "There aren't too many guys who can lift that weight. Most of 'em are big and fat and ugly. But look at you. You don't have an ounce of fat on your body. You're all muscle and you're beautiful!" Jimmy grinned. The boy he had lusted over thought he was beautiful! His cock twitched with excitement. He could hardly wait to fuck that boy.

Jimmy got on the bench and easily took the bar off the rack. Then he lowered it and pushed it up real fast. "That was easy," he said. "I know I'll be able to bench 450 next week. My muscles have gotten a lot stronger. I can tell." He lowered the bar and cranked out five more reps. Mark spotted him for the last two reps. "You are so fucking strong!" he yelled as Jimmy pushed up the last rep. He only had to apply a few pounds of spotting help. Jimmy got off the bench and rubbed his pecs against Mark again. "Now these babies are huge," he said as Mark moaned and felt the massive hardness of Jimmy's bulging pec muscles. Jimmy's shirt size had gone from a men's small to a men's extra large in six weeks. And now that size was getting too small for his huge pecs and lats. The boys moaned and felt each other's bodies. They were both ready to have the best fucking experience they had ever had.

"I wanna fuck you right now, but first lets pump our lats and shoulders and arms. And some squats. One set for each. Then our bodies will be totally hot. Then we can fuck and fuck and fuck."

Mark smiled. "Yeah!" he said. "Me first." He went over to the chinning bar and cranked out 25 pullups. His lats flared out from his wide shoulders.

Jimmy felt those muscles and said. "Mine are bigger." He grabbed the bar and did 40 pullups. "Bigger and stronger," he said as Mark felt his huge bulging lat muscles. Then they loaded a barbell to 150 pounds and pressed it overhead. Mark could do 20 reps. Jimmy could do 35. Now their delt muscles were bulging. Then they took the same barbell and did curls. Mark could do only 10 of these but Jimmy could do 25. Now their biceps were bulging too. Their triceps were already bulging from the bench presses and the military presses. Finally they jumped on each other's backs and did squats, pumping out rep after rep with their muscular lover pushing his cock into the other stud's back and feeling his pumped up shoulders as those legs went up and down, getting big, getting pumped, getting massive. At the the end of the set they each did 20 calf raises. Their legs were enormous. Shredded and covered with veins.

They had only one more muscle to work out, their abs. Jimmy got on the floor and cranked out 100 situps, doing them so fast he was done in less than two minutes. Mark was straddling him, feeling his ab muscles as they worked and got more and more shredded. His whole body was covered with sweat. When he finished he flexed his abs and they looked like a washboard of iron. Then Mark got on the floor and Jimmy straddled him. Both boys' cocks were rock hard as they looked at each other's body. Mark did 100 situps too as Jimmy felt his abs as he went up and down. Sweat was dripping off Jimmy's body onto Mark. And Marks body was covered with drops of sweat. When Mark finished his last rep, Jimmy dropped down onto Mark's body, covering him with his bulging, pumped sweaty body. The two boys felt each other's muscles, writhing around like snakes and feeling their muscles bulge as they moved. After several minutes, Jimmy sat up and straddled Mark's chest. He moved up so his cock was right near Mark's mouth.

"Lick my balls, muscle stud. Lick my big balls. My balls are huge. I've got big muscles, a big cock and big balls. Lick those big mothers."

Jimmy got on his hands and knees and rubbed his balls on Mark's mouth. Mark immediately started licking. Then he started sucking. He was licking and sucking Jimmy's big balls. Jimmy moved his hips around, squirming around as Mark licked his hot balls and the bottom of his cock. He started moaning loudly. Mark had grabbed his own cock and was moaning too. Both boys were completely turned on. Jimmy moved down so his cock was now on top of Mark's mouth. Mark licked and sucked Jimmy's cock, a cock that was two inches bigger than his. Both boys were now wild with erotic pleasure. Suddenly Jimmy dropped down on Mark's body with his face opposite Mark's face. He kissed Mark as he thrust his hips up and down on Mark's sweaty body. The boy's cocks were between their sweat-covered rock hard abs. Jimmy was rubbing his cock on Mark's abs and Mark’s cock was being rubbed on Jimmy's abs as Jimmy moved his hips and his cock up and down. "Oh fuck!" yelled Jimmy. He started thrusting quickly. "Oh fuck! Oh fuck!" he yelled. Then he came on Mark's abs, splashing spurt after spurt of hot cum on the rock hard ab muscles. Mark yelled and came too. The boys' abs were covered with cum.

They stayed in that position for a long time, moving their bodies around and feeling their pumped up muscles as they kissed and kissed and kissed. The muscle boys fucked each other two other times. Jimmy had always been a top, but he let Mark fuck him in the face. He sucked Mark's cock and felt the big pipe go down his throat. And Mark came in his throat as he felt Jimmy's huge arms and shoulders. But Jimmy wouldn't let Mark fuck his ass. His ass was virgin. It would always be virgin. However, he fucked Mark's ass twice. And Mark loved it. This was the best sex either of them had ever had. Jimmy kissed Mark goodbye. "I wish I lived here again. I wanna see you every time I come home. And come visit me in Palo Alto," said Jimmy. Mark rubbed Jimmy's pecs and said, "I'll be there. I wanna see you when you weigh 280." Jimmy grinned.

"That won't take long." He flexed his arm and Mark kissed it.

At 3:00 a.m. Jimmy brought Rob 's car home. Rob was awake. He was thinking about his car the whole time. He ran out of the house up to his car. "How's the car?" he yelled.

Jimmy laughed, "It's fine. It's fine. Nice ride, Robbie. That car's got a huge engine. It roars like a lion. And my muscles are as big as a lion's. A lion car for a lion man. I'm gonna love driving it when I come back here. Take good care of it for me." He threw the keys at Rob as he flexed his arm and went up to his room. He drank four Muscle Milks and fell asleep. Rob slept on the couch.

Jimmy returned to work. He had one more week before he started his new co-sales manager job. He planned what he was going to do as the co-boss and he fucked Ben two more nights. Plus he worked out like a wild man and ate like a tiger. He grew another 15 pounds of muscle that week. Now he weighed 240. Six feet two and 240 pounds of solid muscle. He was getting huge. Very huge. He was no longer the shy, fearful stick boy. His new muscles had given him confidence, maybe even a little arrogance, as he watched his muscles grow and as he saw people admire his body. He knew he was now a stud.

 

Part 9

Jimmy started on Monday with his new job. He now had an office, not just a cubicle. He had risen three tiers in company management in seven weeks. They had called a sales meeting to introduce Jimmy as the new-co-manager. There were over 50 salesmen gathered in a big assembly room. They were all former jocks. Big and often fat. They were the alpha males in their high schools and colleges. Big and dominant. Jimmy and his co-manager walked in. Jimmy was wearing a tight polo shirt. His 21 inch arms looked huge and his chest and shoulders and lats almost burst the fabric. He had tucked in the shirt and it was unbelievable how small his waist was. His pants could barely hold his huge legs. His face was beautiful. Even with his huge body, he still looked 22 years old. His blue eyes sparkled. A roar went up as the salesmen talked to each other about their huge new boss. There were a few women in the group and they sat motionless looking at Jimmy. And a couple of guys did too. Jimmy's body blew their minds. One of the salesmen was Steve. He was sitting right in the middle about three rows back. His mouth dropped open as he saw Jimmy. He had been traveling out of town most of the time for the last several weeks and hadn't made it into the gym. He couldn't believe how big Jimmy had gotten. "Oh shit," he murmured to himself.

Jimmy's co-manager called the meeting to order. "I want to introduce you to your new co-manager, Jimmy. Now, what do you think Jimmy is?" There was murmuring in the crowd. "All those who think he was a football player, raise your hands." Many hands went up. Jimmy did look like a big young football player. He looked like an incredibly muscular running back or linebacker. "All those who think Jimmy was a bodybuilder raise their hands." Even more hands went up. Jimmy looked like a competition bodybuilder. His muscles were huge, they were incredibly shredded and he had all the right proportions. Broad wide shoulders, a small waist and narrow hips, huge arms and massive legs. "How many think Jimmy was a wrestler?" A few more hands went up. Jimmy looked like a heavyweight college wrestler, the kind of wrestler who could force his opponents into a pin with his brute strength. The co-manager smiled. "Well, you're all wrong. Jimmy is a software engineer. He's a programmer!" The audience erupted. "That can't be true!" yelled one of the salesmen. "He's too big. He's too strong. Computer programmers are little nerds."

Jimmy walked over to the guy and flexed his arm in the guy's face. "Do I look like a nerd?" he said. The guy was trembling as he looked at Jimmy's huge 21 inch arm. "Uh no," he said meekly. "I'm a software engineer," said Jimmy to the group. "Yeah, I'm big. And I'm strong. I'm bigger and stronger than any of you. But I know software! And that's what you sell. So I'm gonna make sure you know what you're selling. I'm gonna kick your ass if you don't learn. See this leg?" Jimmy flexed his huge quads which bulged under his tight pants. "My legs can squat with 650 pounds. You wanna be kicked in the ass by that leg?" He looked at one of the salesmen in the eyes. "I can bench 500 pounds. You want this arm to smash into your gut?" He flexed his triceps and in the guy's face. "No!" yelled the guy. "Good. Then you better learn about software. I'm gonna make sure you learn. I'm gonna pass out your first lesson. You've got a week to study it, to learn it. Then I'm gonna give you a test. If you don't know it, this fist is gonna smash your gut. Got that?" Jimmy made a fist and tapped it on the guy's shoulder. The salesmen were trembling. Here they were the jocks and they were being intimidated by this huge young man, this huge young programmer. "Yes, sir," they said.

Jimmy handed out the lesson. His co-manager patted him on the back. "Good job," he said. "You got those guys all riled up. I think they're gonna learn it. They don't want to be hit by you." Jimmy laughed. "Well, you know I would never hit them, at least not here at the company. I think we all might get sued. But hey, after work who knows?" Jimmy made a fist and smashed it into his hand a couple of times. The co-manager laughed. "Yeah, I don't think they want to confront you at all. You own those guys."

Jimmy gained another 15 pounds of muscle that week. He was up to 255 pounds. Brian was cooking him more food than ever because his bigger muscles needed more food. Plus he was taking more creatine and protein. He was truly getting huge. The next Monday he gave the test to the salesmen. Every one of them passed it. He could tell they had studied very hard. They didn't want to confront their new boss, their huge young boss. During the test Jimmy went up to Steve and whispered to him, "I haven't seen you in the gym. You better be there tonight. Be there or else." Jimmy made a fist and opened and closed his hand, showing off his huge forearm muscles. Steve gulped.

Steve was in the gym doing bench presses when Jimmy and Brian walked in. Steve was benching 225 pounds, very close to his maximum, which was a little warm up weight for Jimmy. Compared to Jimmy he looked terrible. He hadn't been working out very much and his body showed it. Jimmy walked up to the bully who had tormented his friend Brian all through elementary school, middle school and high school. "Fuckin' light weight. You think you’re strong, but you’re weak. Watch what a man can do." He got on the bench and cranked out 25 reps easily. "Now for some real iron," he said. He and Brian loaded another four plates on the bar, making it weigh 405. Steve was shocked as he saw all that weight. Jimmy got on the bench and pressed it up. He did eight reps and didn't need a spot. "Two more plates," he said to Brian. They loaded the 45 pound plates. There were 10 45 plates on that bar. The iron of the bar was actually bending. Now it weighed 495 pounds, an incredible weight. Jimmy lowered the bar to his chest and pressed it up. He looked at Steve and sneered. “Strong as a fucking bull,” he said. He cranked out three more reps with a little help from Brian in the last one. "Next week I'll be up to 525. I'm gonna be at 600 real soon." Steve was trembling as he looked at Jimmy's huge chest, which was now pumped and bulging with thick striated muscles.

Jimmy stood up. "You see Brian here? You remember Brian, don't you? The guy you used to torture all the time. The guy you used to bully all through school, hundreds of times. You remember Brian?" Steve looked over at skinny little Brian. "Yeah," he said.

"Well, guess what's gonna happen tonight, Stevie. You're gonna suck Brian's cock. You're gonna be Brian's cocksucker. And I'm gonna be right there watching and if you don't do it or it you hurt Brian this fist is gonna smash all the way into your spine. And that will be just the first part of the beating. So be at my apartment at 8:00. Here's the address. If you don't show you're toast."

Steve looked at Brian, who was grinning at him. Never in his life did he think he would be sucking the cock of that little twerp. He had never sucked cock before and he didn't want to do it with Brian. That little dork was for beating up. That's all the dorks are good for. "I've never sucked anyone's cock and I'm not gonna suck that puny geek's little cock." Steve looked defiant.

"Wrong answer," said Jimmy. He grabbed Steve by the arm and dragged him into the locker room, into an area where there were no other people. He grabbed his right wrist and pulled it up his back. He flexed his bicep as he pulled and the huge muscle bulged with rippling fibers of muscle. Steve started yelling in pain . "I haven't even started yet," said Jimmy. "I could rip your arm right off your body." He raised Steve's arm another inch. Brian was standing there watching his tormentor finally get tormented himself after all these years. Brian was so excited. Jimmy was holding Steve right in front of Brian. "Hit him, Brian. Hit him as hard as you can. Think about all the times he hit you. Hit him back!"

Brian's eyes got wide. He couldn't believe he was going to be able to do this. Do something that he had been dreaming about for years. He made a fist, pulled back his arm and punched Steve as hard as he could in the gut. Steve's gut was a little soft and Brian's punch hurt him a little bit, even though that punch had just one tenth of the power a punch from Jimmy would have had. Then Brian started punching Steve's body rapidly. It was payback time. He punched his gut, his pecs, his arms, his legs. Then he started pounding Steve's gut in the same place, over and over again. Punch after punch landed right on his belly button. Now it was really starting to hurt the big bully.

Steve gurgled "Stop, stop." That got Brian even madder.

"How many times did I say 'stop stop' and you just kept punching, asshole. A hundred?" Brian punched harder. Steve started crying. Meanwhile Jimmy was raised up Steve's arm. Soon the cartilage would start breaking. Steve was crying very hard. He was choking and gagging at the same time he was trying to puke from Brian's relentless gut punches. He looked like he was ready to pass out. Then Brian smashed his knee into Steve's groin, smashing his balls. Steve had done that to Brian too. Jimmy let go and Steve crashed to the ground writhing in pain.

"See you at eight," said Jimmy. "If you're not there this will feel like a picnic." He and Brian gave each other high fives.

Steve didn't do any more bench presses. His gut and neck were too sore. Jimmy took over the bench and did more bench presses. Then he spent the next hour and a half working his chest. At the end of that workout his pecs were huge. Brian felt the huge muscles with his little fingers and he almost wept. Here he was as one of the best friends and lovers of this huge young man, a man that fulfilled every one of his muscle dreams and who was going to let him dominate his childhood bully. He put his face on Jimmy's hot pumped sweaty pecs and cried with joy. Jimmy flexed the huge muscles for his little friend.

At precisely 8:00 that night Jimmy's doorbell rang. Jimmy had just finished a huge dinner and his stomach was very full. It was full, but his abs still looked like a washboard of corrugated muscle. He had eaten four whole chickens, lots of rice, lots of vegetables and a half gallon of milk. He was going to eat again in two hours. When you weigh 255 pounds and you're gaining 15 pounds of muscle each week you eat a lot of food. Brian had eaten one piece of chicken and a little rice and vegetables. Lots of plates and dirty pans were in the kitchen. Jimmy opened the door and Steve sheepishly walked in.

"I'm glad you were able to make it," said Jimmy as if his invitation was optional. Jimmy and Brian were dressed only in their boxer shorts. Steve looked at their bodies, 255 pound Jimmy standing next to 110 pound Brian. He gulped as he saw the difference in their bodies. Brian was his same little skinny self, the same kid Steve had beat up so many times in middle school and high school. Jimmy was huge. He had been gaining muscle so fast that Steve hadn't realized how big he had gotten. Twenty two inch arms, a 58 inch chest, 31 inch thighs, 22 inch calves and a waist that only measured 31 inches. His thighs were as big as his waist. And his calves were way bigger than Brian's thighs. Steve kind of moaned as he saw all that muscle and thought about how strong it was.

"Take off your clothes," said Brian. Steve hesitated. This little twerp wasn't going to give him orders. He stood motionless.

Jimmy smashed his fist into his gut. "Brian said take off your clothes!" he yelled. "And what Brian says, you do!" Steve looked at the little dork, who was smiling at him. He stripped off his clothes. Jimmy said, "Do you know what the word 'humiliation' means?"

Steve said, "I think so."

Jimmy continued. "When you put Brian in the locker and made him wait in there for two hours while all the other kids were laughing at him, do you think he was humiliated?"

Steve said, "Uh maybe."

Brian spoke up. "And when you made me lick all the dirt off your shoes in front of all the other kids, do you think I was humiliated?"

Steve looked at Brian. "I guess so," he murmured.

Brian continued. "And when you twisted my arm up my back so hard that I started crying, while you and your jock friends were laughing?"

Steve hung down his head and whispered "Yeah."

"When you're a puny guy in middle school and high school, especially a gay guy like me, you get humiliated a lot by the big jocks like you. You were my number one humiliator, do you know that Steve? You really got off on making me feel humiliated."

Steve looked down. "Sorry Brian."

Jimmy said, "Sorry isn't good enough, asshole. Now we're gonna make you feel humiliated. You're gonna feel just like Brian felt, maybe worse. It's payback time, asshole. Go out on the patio."

Brian opened the sliding glass door to the outside patio. The patio opened up to a large courtyard for the apartment complex with a swimming pool in the middle. Steve looked around anxiously. There were about 20 people milling around near the apartment who turned to see him standing there totally nude. "On your knees," said Brian. Steve looked at Jimmy who was also standing there in just his boxers and who flexed his arm. He got on his knees and looked up and Brian. All of a sudden Brian started pissing on him. Streams of piss came out of Brian's cock and covered Steve's body, his hair, his face, his torso. The spectators were aghast. Jimmy yelled. "He's gay. He likes being pissed on. He likes to be shit on too. He's so disgusting." The people looked at Steve and shook their heads.

"You should be put away. You're a pervert," said a middle aged guy. Steve looked horrified.

"You feel some humiliation, asshole?" whispered Brian. Steve looked up to him with pleading eyes. The smell of piss evaporated off his body.

"He likes to suck cock in public too." yelled Jimmy. "He gets real turned on by sucking cock when everybody's looking." Brian stood above Jimmy and pulled down his boxer shorts so his cock and balls were exposed.

"Lick my balls, you little pervert. Lick 'em and suck 'em. Make 'em feel real good. Oh yeah, if I feel any teeth on my balls or cock my bodyguard there is gonna smash you so hard you won't be able to walk." Steve looked over at Jimmy's body and trembled. Then he started licking Brian's balls. The audience was murmuring loudly. Steve looked up at Jimmy with a pleading look in his eyes.

"I wonder what your jock friends would think if they saw you now," said Jimmy. "Would you feel humiliated?"

Steve almost started crying. "Yes! Yes!"

Brian sneered. "Keep licking. Keep sucking." Steve turned back to Brian and licked his balls like he had been doing it for years. Brian's cock got hard. He was getting so turned on by having this big bully service him like a little cocksucking bitch. "Lick my cock, punk," said Brian. Lick it and suck it. Make me feel real good."

Steve started licking Brian's cock. His cock was about 6 inches long, way shorter than Jimmy's 10 inch monster cock, but it was very hard. Brian was really getting into being Steve's master. Steve hesitated for a moment.

"Keep lickin' bitch. Keep sucking!" yelled Brian as he started thrusting his hips back and forth. He slapped Steve on the face with three hard bitch slaps. Steve couldn't believe he was being hit by Brian, but there was nothing he could do about it. Brian slapped him again. "How's that feel, bitch? You like getting hit? Like you hit me?" He slapped Steve two more times as hard as he could. "Lick harder! Suck harder!"

Jimmy turned to the crowd. "He likes to be punished. He likes to be slapped and punched." Jimmy went up to Steve and punched his fist hard on his shoulder. "Lick harder, punk!" he said.

Steve licked harder and Brian got more aroused. By now all Steve wanted to do was please Brian. He realized that he was subservient to the wishes of the little geek he used to torture.

"Open your mouth," said Brian. "And remember, no teeth." Steve opened up and Brian rammed his cock into his mouth. His cock was just big enough to go down Steve's throat by a few inches. "Suck and lick!" yelled Brian as he moved his cock around in Steve's mouth, feeling the joy that comes from having it massaged by Steve's tender mouth and throat issues. Steve sucked and licked feverishly. Then he started to gag. Brian slapped him four times. "Take it all bitch. Take my whole dick down your fucking throat." Brian thrust his hips faster. He was totally aroused. He yelled, "I own you, bitch!" as he exploded with spurt after spurt of jism that filled Steve's mouth and went down his throat. When he finished, he kept his cock in Steve's mouth, feeling the pleasure of the light massage Steve was giving it.

Finally Brian took his cock out of Steve's mouth and hit his face a couple of times with it. Steve was so humiliated. He was hoping he was done, but he wasn't. Not by a long shot. Jimmy sprayed him with a hose to clean off the piss and then dragged him back inside the apartment. He turned to the crowd. "He wants more sex, real rough sex. Too rough to show you guys. Hope you enjoyed the show." He closed the door and closed the curtains. He looked down at Steve, picked him up and threw him back on the floor, face down. He rubbed Steve's virgin jock boy ass. "Nice and tight, I bet," he said.

A look of horror came over Steve's face. "No, no!" he yelled.

"You don't have a vote, asshole," said Jimmy. "My cock's real horny and it wants to fuck your tight ass. Ten inches of thick steel is gonna pound its way in. And no lubricant either. It's gonna plow into your tight ass, ripping apart anything that gets in its way." Steve started crying.

Brian said, "You remember when I cried? Your torturing made me cry all the time. Did you stop when I cried? No you did not. Fuck him, Jimmy. Fuck his ass!"

Steve was on his stomach. His butt was round and firm. Jimmy got on his knees on top of Steve's legs and rubbed his cock on Steve's ass. He instantly got hard. He slapped the bully a couple of times on his ass, real hard slaps that made his ass turn red. Jimmy rubbed his cock on Steve's ass while he was slapping it. "Got to tenderize your little ass." More slaps. Steve's ass was bright red and he was crying. Jimmy's slaps were a lot harder than Brian's. Then Jimmy flipped Steve over so he was on his back. He sat on Steve's stomach. He flexed his abs and put Steve's hand on them. "Hard as bricks," he said. He flexed his arms and lats as Steve gasped at the strength that was sitting on top of him. His cock started to get hard as Jimmy flexed. Jimmy grabbed his hand and put it on his bicep. "I could crush your neck with that," Jimmy said. Steve was straight or at least he thought he was. But he was getting turned on by Jimmy's huge body. Then Jimmy put Steve's hand on his hard cock. "Feel it, punk. Feel how big and thick and hard it is. I've got big hard muscles and a big hard cock. He wrapped his hand around Jimmy's huge cock, a cock that was twice as big as his. And that cock was hard.

Then Jimmy moved back and put the head of his cock in Steve's asshole and rammed it about two inches in. "Does that hurt?" he said.

"Yes, yes, it hurts!" yelled Steve. "It really hurts!"

Jmmy looked at Brian and smiled. "Good!" he said. He pulled out and rammed his whole cock inside Steve's butt. His muscles rippled with power as they smashed his huge cock through Steve's sphincter muscles and into his colon.

"Owwwww!" yelled Steve. He started crying in abject pain.

"Humiliation!" said Jimmy as he pulled back and rammed his cock in again. "You got a hot ass," said Jimmy. "Nice and tight and firm. I love the feeling when my big body hits your firm ass. I love the feeling when my cock goes deep inside your asshole. My whole cock is getting massaged by your body. So fucking hot!" Blood started coming out of Steve's ass, providing some natural lubrication. "Humiliation can be fun! Fun for me but not for you," yelled Jimmy. He thrust his hips in and out faster and faster. Finally he came, shooting spurt after spurt of cum up inside Steve's ass and colon. After he finished he left his still hard cock inside for a few minutes and pulled it slowly in and out, feeling the pleasure of Steve's ass muscles caressing it. "Nice fuck," he whispered in Steve's ear. "We'll have to do that again sometime." Then he pulled out his cock.

He picked Steve up by his armpit and crotch and threw him on the couch. Brian came up to him and slapped him on the face. Steve didn't dare respond. "How do you feel, bitch?"

Steve looked at him. "Terrible. I feel terrible. I smell like piss. My butt is so sore. And all those people saw you pissing on me and saw me sucking your cock." Tears started coming down his cheeks. Brian slapped him again.

"You feel the same as I did. Not a lot of fun, is it. It was fun for you but it wasn't fun for me. Well tonight Jimmy and I had fun but you didn't. Now you know a little bit how I felt." Steve looked up and Brian with sad eyes.

Then Jimmy spoke up. "Maybe next time we can invite your friends so they can see you getting fucked by Brian, to see the piss dripping off your body, to see my big cock plunging deep inside your body. I bet they'd love to see that."

Steve started crying again. "Oh no, oh no," he moaned.

"So you don't want to do that?" Jimmy looked at Steve. "There's a way to keep what we do to you private."

"What? What? What?" yelled Steve.

"You will be Brian's slave. You will do whatever he asks. If he says it, you will do it. If he wants to fuck you, he will fuck you. If he orders you to clean his shoes with your tongue you will do it. And you will always be very nice to him and to all his friends. You will either be Brian's slave or all your straight jock friends will think you're a pervert. Slavery or perversion, asshole?"

Steve looked at Brian. He thought for a few seconds. He knew he didn't have as real choice. "Okay," he said. "I will be Brian's slave. Never in my life did I think I would be his slave, but now I am." He hung down his head.

"Good, I'm glad that's settled." said Brian. Brian walked up and slapped Steve on the face. "I'll have to slap you 1,000 times just to get even. Now go wash all the dishes in the kitchen. Make 'em nice and clean. I cook all of Jimmy's food and I want a clean kitchen. Unless I tell you Jimmy and I want privacy, you will come here every day at 8:00 p.m. and clean up. And you will come here every Saturday and clean the whole apartment. Maybe I'll take you outside and piss on you again. Maybe I'll fuck your face. Maybe I'll fuck your ass. Maybe Jimmy will do it too."

Steve looked over at Jimmy and shuddered. "Yes, sir," he said.

"After you're finished washing the dishes, go home and write notes of apology to these six guys. You'll recognize their names. They're all friends of mine you bullied in school. And write a note to me too. I'll inspect the notes tomorrow and if they aren't real good, I hope your gut is real hard." Brian grabbed Jimmy's arm and felt the hard muscle flex. So Steve was now Brian's slave. The bully became the bullied.

 

Part 10

Jimmy trained as hard as he ever had for the next two weeks. He was nearing his 280 goal and was training extra hard to get there. And in two weeks he gained 25 pounds. He was now 280 pounds of solid muscle. This muscle looked fantastic on his 6' 2" frame. Because his waist was so small at 32 inches he actually looked almost normal in a long sleeve shirt and slacks, except that his 23 inch arms completely filled up the sleeves of the shirt and his 32 inch thighs completely filled up his pant legs. Plus his neck was 22 inches around. Well, his waist was normal. Everything else was huge! He had been working out only two months and had gained 155 pounds of muscle. He more than doubled his weight and he was 15 times stronger. Unlike some guys whose big arms are soft and spongy, Jimmy's arms were rock solid. They were as hard as rocks. His arms had increased in size from 9-1/2 inches to 23 inches, way more than doubling in size. And the strength in his new arms was incredible. Those arms could curl 315 pounds - more than Jimmy weighed. He could do a tricep pressdown of 375 pounds. Brian had to hold on to his hips as he did them and even with Brian holding on he almost lifted the two bodies up as he pressed his huge triceps into the weight. He could do parallel bar dips with a 200 pound dumbbell hanging from his waist. Those arms were incredibly strong. All his body parts were incredibly strong. He could bench 600 pounds, squat with 750 and deadlift 800. Jimmy was a man of muscle.

It was now time to take Jimmy's two month progress pictures. Chad of course had been following Jimmy's amazing muscle growth and he couldn't believe what had happened to this formerly skinny young man. He had seen guys make progress before but he had never seen progress like this. Jimmy had just incredible genetics, genetics that enabled his muscles to grow at will with the right training and the right food. And genetics that absolutely refused to allow Jimmy to put on any fat. Jimmy had never had any fat on his body as he grew up and Jimmy had no fat on his body now.

When Jimmy first came to the gym, he thought of Chad as a god. A god that weighed 205 pounds of hard muscle and had 18 inch arms, a 48 inch chest and 27 inch thighs. A god that could bench press 375 pounds while Jimmy could only bench 35. But then things changed. Both Jimmy and Chad remembered the day when Jimmy got bigger than Chad. He weighed 210 pounds of solid muscle. All muscle with no fat And he was stronger than Chad. Chad told him that he had tried to gain more weight but he just couldn't do it without putting on a lot of fat. And here was Jimmy at 210 pounds of muscle and no fat, muscle that was going to grow even bigger. He was bigger than Chad and he was still growing.

Chad liked muscle growth. He liked to see his own muscles grow and he liked seeing the muscles of his trainees grow. He liked big muscles. He thought he was straight but he liked big muscles. The day Jimmy outweighed Chad he thought he saw Chad's crotch bulging as the trainer realized that the pupil was bigger and stronger than he was. And Jimmy was still growing bigger and stronger. Chad's eyes were wide as they saw Jimmy flexing his big new muscles. And every day as Jimmy grew bigger and bigger, the bulge in Chad's crotch got bigger and bigger. He just couldn't believe what was happening to his star pupil. He was getting so huge. He was getting so strong. He got promoted and was now co-managing the whole sales department, and the salesmen followed Jimmy's orders like he was a god. Jimmy made three times as much money as Chad. And he was so good looking with his blue eyes, strong jaw and cheekbones and light brown hair. Jimmy was a total muscle stud, the epitome of Chad's lifelong dreams about muscle growth.

Chad's crotch was already bulging as Jimmy got ready for his "after" picture. He wanted a good pump so he did three sets of benches, curls, dips, presses, lateral raises, pullups, rowing, squats, leg presses, calve raises and crunches. He used light weights for himself, only benching 400, curling 250, chinning with only 50 pounds attached to his small waist and squatting with 500. These were light weights for Jimmy's huge muscles. Chad was watching every rep. Those light weights were way more than Chad could lift. Jimmy finished his crunches and walked over to Chad. "Feel my muscles, trainer. You're the best trainer there ever was. Look at my body. Feel how big and pumped my muscles are."

Chad reached over and felt Jimmy's 23 inch arm, an arm what was now pumped up to 25 inches. Twenty-five hot hard inches of throbbing muscle. "Fuck," said Chad as he felt the huge muscle. He had never felt an arm that big before. And the muscle was so hard, harder than his own muscle. He ran his hands all over Jimmy's body, feeling the huge size and hardness of Jimmy's muscles. His fingers felt the striations of muscle bulging, trying to burst through Jimmy's thin fat-free skin. Veins surged with blood right under that skin, veins that were pushed into the skin by the bulging muscles. Chad's cock was now rock hard. He had never seen or felt muscles this big or hard in his whole life.

Chad loved big muscles and his cock was showing it. Suddenly Jimmy reached down and grabbed Chad's cock. "You like my muscles, don't you Chad. You've got muscles but I've got bigger muscles. Bigger and stronger and harder muscles. I bet my cock is bigger too. I'm huge, Chad. Really huge." Chad gulped as he felt Jimmy's fingers massaging his cock. "I'm gonna fuck you Chad. I've been dreaming about fucking you since the day I walked into this gym and saw your hot body. And I bet you'd like it, wouldn't you Chad. You'd like feeling my huge muscles while I fuck you. You'd like watching and feeling them flex and bulge as I thrust my big cock into your mouth and then into your ass. "You'd like that, wouldn't you Chad."

Chad looked at Jimmy's huge pecs and whispered "Yes."

Jimmy ran his hand up Chad's rock hard abs to Chad's pecs and fondled them. "Good," he said. "I can hardly wait. Let's take those "after" pics right now."

So Chad took pictures of Jimmy in the same positions he had when he took his "before" pictures. Jimmy didn't even look like the same young man who had stood there two months before. For picture number one, Jimmy just stood there flexing his lats and abs and legs. He looked incredible. His chest had grown from 33 inches of bone to 62 inches of striated muscle. His legs had grown from 16 inch sticks into 32 inch oak trees of muscle. They were the same size as his waist. And these were unpumped measurements. His pumped muscles were way bigger. His thighs were bigger than his waist. His shoulders were a foot wider than they were before. His deltoids looked like huge bowling balls of muscle with the fibers twitching and flexing with every movement of his arms. But his waist had grown only four inches, from 28 to 32 and his hips were still narrow. His chest was almost twice the size of his waist. His V shape was incredible. For the next pic he flexed his biceps. His pumped up 25 inch biceps were as big than his head. Those guns had grown from 9-1/2 inch straws into 25 inch monsters of muscle. Then he did a most muscular shot, a back double biceps shot and a side triceps shot. His body looked amazing. Every member of the gym was standing there looking at Jimmy's body.

When he had finished those pictures, Jimmy grabbed the camera out of Chad's hand and handed it to Brian. "Take both of us, Brian. Just like we did two months ago." So Jimmy and Chad stood side by side. Two months before, Chad outweighed Jimmy by 80 pounds. Now Jimmy outweighed Chad by 75 pounds. They both stood there flexing their lats, their abs and their legs. The difference in size was incredible. Jimmy was only an inch taller, but his muscles were way bigger. His 62 inch chest looked enormous next to Chad's 48 incher. His 32 inch thighs dwarfed Chad's 27 inchers. And his calves measured 24 inches, bigger than most guys' thighs. Jimmy's tight little waist looked incredible as he flexed his eight pack washboard of rock hard muscle. Chad's six pack looked flabby next to it. Chad's waist was 33 inches, so Jimmy's waist was actually smaller than his. With his giant 62 inch chest, with pecs and lats bulging with inches and inches of muscle, and a tiny 32 inch shreded waist, Jimmy looked incredible. "I can't believe it," said Brian as he snapped away.

"Biceps," yelled Jimmy. They both flexed their arms. Chad's 18 inch arms looked tiny compared to Jimmy's huge 25 inch artillery guns of muscle. His forearms measured 18 inches, the same size as Chad's biceps. Brian gasped and snapped. "Triceps," said Jimmy. They both turned to the side and hit a triceps shot. Jimmy's triceps were enormous, a huge horseshoe of striated muscle. They dwarfed Chad's muscles. They hit a back double biceps pose with Jimmy's lats and deltoids looking almost twice the size of Chad's. Finally they did a most muscular pose. Jimmy's traps bulged with thick muscle that looked inches and inches bigger than Chads. His whole torso was huge. Huge and cut and shredded. "Great pics," said Brian as he put down the camera. "You are both so hot. But Jimmy, you're huge. Huge, huge, huge!" Jimmy grinned at Brian and then turned towards Chad.

"Now what were we talking about before we took those pictures?" he said as he rubbed his big hard pecs into Chad's chest. Chad rubbed his fingers on Jimmy's shoulders and arms and he immediately got hard. Then he turned to Brian. "You take over the gym. Jimmy and I are going to have a private meeting in the yoga room. Brian nodded. He wished he could be a spider on the yoga room wall. The two muscle boys walked into the yoga room and closed the door. Luckily there was a lock and Chad used it to lock the door. The walls of the room were covered with mirrors and the floor was covered by mats. As soon as Chad locked the door Jimmy swept him into his body and kissed him. "I've been lusting over you for two months. You're hot as hell." The two young men kissed for a long time as they ran their hands over the muscles of their bodies. Then Chad pushed Jimmy away and stood next to him in front of the mirror. "You think I'm hot. Look at you! You're huge! You have so much muscle! God I love muscle!" He kissed Jimmy's huge pec muscle. Then he said, "Flex your huge muscles for me. Let me feel their hugeness, their hardness. I want to feel your huge muscles."

Jimmy grinned. Here was this big jock muscle stud wanting to feel his huge muscles. And he wanted to show them off for Chad. He wanted Chad to worship his body just like he worshipped Chad's body. Jimmy ripped off his shorts and shoes and Chad did the same thing. They were standing in front of the mirror totally naked. And both of their cocks were rock hard. Jimmy's cock was at least three inches bigger and much thicker than Chad's cock. He had huge muscles and a huge cock. Chad looked at that huge weapon and his cock got even harder. He had never seen Jimmy's cock before. "Holy shit!" he yelled. "Your muscles aren't the only thing that's huge!" Jimmy grinned and started flexing his muscles. Chad immediately started feeling them and kissing them and licking them. Chad licked and kissed Jimmy's huge pumped arms, 25 inches of rock hard muscle. He licked those striated biceps. He kissed them. He licked and kissed those huge football sized triceps. "So fucking big! So fucking hard! So fucking strong!" Chad groaned. Then he buried his face deep into Jimmy's huge armpit and he felt those huge lat and pec muscles that were enveloping his head. "Oh my god, so huge!" he murmured. He breathed in the sweat that Jimmy had made when he pumped up for the pictures. He breathed in that masculine scent of the huge muscle man. He had his head buried in a real man. A huge muscular man. He moaned in pleasure as he felt the huge muscles surrounding him.

Then he took out his head and started licking and kissing Jimmy's pec muscles as he felt Jimmy's huge shoulders. Jimmy flexed his pecs and his delts and Chad moaned as he felt the huge muscles bulge under his hands. He put a nipple in his mouth and licked it. Now Jimmy moaned in pleasure and his cock began to twitch. He ran his hands over Chad's hard muscles, muscles that he had worshipped since the day he walked into the gym. He was in heaven, being worshipped by the stud trainer who he once worshipped himself. Then Chad moved his hands down to Jimmy's abs and felt the hard muscle flexing as Jimmy moaned as Chad licked and sucked his pecs and nipples. He ran his fingers over Jimmy's abs, abs in a waist that was incredibly small for the huge torso it was supporting. Those abs felt like bricks. They were hard as rocks. He lowered his face and started licking those abs, feeling every bulge and crevice of those shredded muscles. Suddenly Jimmy pushed his head down to his cock. "Suck it," he yelled. "Suck a real man's huge cock!"

Chad immediately started sucking and licking the huge weapon that was rammed into his mouth by the huge muscle stud standing over him. As he sucked he felt Jimmy's huge thighs and calves. Jimmy's thighs felt like huge logs of muscle, muscle that was 32 inches around and harder than wood. His huge 24 inch calves were like warm granite with the two heads of muscle covered with veins and rippling with steel hard fibers. Chad felt those muscles and moaned in erotic pleasure. These were the largest muscles he had ever seen in his life. And he was feeling them! He was touching them! He was worshipping them! And he was getting face fucked by the stud who owned those muscles. His cock was rock hard and he was ready to cum.

Jimmy grabbed Chad's big shoulders and rammed his cock down into Chad's throat. He began to pump furiously. He was totally aroused as he fucked this big muscle stud jock. He pumped faster and faster. Chad had grabbed his cock and was stroking it fast as well. Then Jimmy yelled "Fucccckkkkk!" as he shot spurt after spurt of cum down Chad's throat. Chad grunted as loud as he could with that big cock down his throat and came also, spurting his own huge amount of cum on the mat on the floor. Jimmy kept his cock in Chad's throat as he ran his hands over Chad's big muscles. He rubbed his cock around to get the last bits of erotic pleasure. Chad kept stroking his cock with one hand as he felt Jimmy's thighs and calves with the other. Then they both fell down and kissed and hugged each other on the mat. They kissed and hugged for several minutes as they felt each other's big hard bodies. Finally Jimmy stood up and said. "I could do this for hours, but I gotta do my workout. Come over to my apartment for dinner at 7. I've got a real good cook who has a nice little ass that loves to be fucked. I'm gonna fuck your ass and his ass. And you can fuck him too and maybe I'll let you fuck my face." Chad was getting hard again as he looked at Jimmy's huge body. He said, "Yeah!"

They put on their gym clothes and walked out of the yoga room. Brian was standing there with an eager look on his face. Jimmy grinned. "Chad's coming for dinner so we need a lot of food. And we're both gonna fuck you. We're gonna have some wild sex!" Brian hugged his huge friend and buried his face in Jimmy's massive pec muscles. "Oh yeah, getting fucked by two muscle gods," he murmured as he held Jimmy's huge torso.

Jimmy did his workout. He was working out his arms. As usual all the eyes in the gym were focused on him as he pounded out rep after rep of arm exercises with weights the other guys couldn't believe. With one arm he could curl and press more than the other men could lift off the ground. His arms became so huge and ripped it was unbelievable. He flexed his arms in Brian's face and said "I think we're gonna have a good time tonight."

So the two studs and the boy had a great dinner, with Jimmy eating three times as much as Chad and ten times as much as Brian. Chad said, "This is the best food I've had in years. It's better than my mom's!" Brian grinned.

"Brian's a great cook," said Jimmy. "My muscles wouldn't have grown so fast if I wasn't eating his good food." He looked at Chad. "And your training advice and dieting help with protein and supplements helped a lot too. My body thanks both of you." He flexed his huge arms and smiled proudly. Chad felt his right arm that was still pumped up from his arm workout.

"Well, I think your genetics trump whatever we did. Nobody but you could build huge muscles so fast. You're a stud, Jimmy. A total stud." He leaned over and kissed Jimmy's arm.

Brian said, "I told my slave not to come over tonight to clean up. I told him to come at 5:30 tomorrow morning. He didn't want to wake up that early but I told him tough shit. I want him out of here before you wake up. He'll need some extra time because there's a lot of pots and dishes for him to clean. I'll get up and let him in."

Chad looked puzzled. "Slave? You have a slave? I thought they were illegal."

Jimmy laughed. "Oh this guy volunteered to be Brian's slave. He does whatever Brian wants. He used to bully Brian but now he does whatever Brian wants. Brian even fucks him sometimes. You know Steve? He's the slave."

Chad looked at Brian. "He's your slave? He's twice as big as you."

Brian laughed. "But he's not twice as big as Jimmy. He wanted to be my slave." Chad looked at Jimmy's huge muscles and understood. The bully was getting his payback.

The three young men had the best sex of their lives that night. Jimmy fucked both Chad and Brian. Chad felt Jimmy's muscles as he fucked Brian too while Jimmy was fucking Brian's face. Brian was in heaven, getting fucked by these two big muscles studs. Jimmy let Chad fuck him in the mouth and Chad went crazy as Jimmy gave him a blow job while he could feel those huge muscles, huge muscles that fulfilled all his muscle fantasies.

They got together every night that week. Then Chad broke up with his girlfriend. His girlfriend couldn't compete with Jimmy's muscles. The boys found a big three bedroom apartment with a large kitchen. Jimmy had the master bedroom with a king sized bed. They put mirrors on the walls so they could watch their flexing and see Brian's little bubble butt as it got fucked and fucked and fucked. Chad and Brian had the other two bedrooms, but they all spent their nights in Jimmy's bedroom, flexing and fucking for hours and hours.

And Chad and Brian had a plan. They wanted Jimmy to get huge. More huge. Real huge. Brian was in charge of the food and the cooking. He bought even more protein-rich food for Jimmy to eat. And his cooking was fantastic. Chad was in charge of the workout program and the supplements. He devised even more brutal workouts for Jimmy's muscles and picked out the right supplements for tremendous muscle growth. Jimmy had a personal chef and a personal trainer. And Jimmy had the genes and the drive to get huge, very huge.

Chad posted Jimmy's "before" and "after" pictures on the wall of the Fitness Center. The difference between the 125 pound stick boy and the 280 pound muscle monster was incredible. He even posted pictures of him standing next to Jimmy, before and after. This made Jimmy's body look even more spectacular. And he knew that in a few months he would replace the "after" picture with a picture of an even bigger Jimmy.

THE END

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