The Salt 4
by RdyRoger
Copyright 2009 and all that stuff
And so that was that, or so I thought. Our adventure at the beach. We were going to ride home right away but the guys were starting to get sleepy. I told them we could take a nap and no one argued. It was about 1:30 pm and we had time. I was pretty tired too. This was because I was still emotionally exhausted from rescuing the guy this morning at the beach and the other guys had had their salt in their sandwiches.
I wanted to keep things going, but I didn't want it to be too obvious. So I put a teaspoon of the growth factor that I'd given to Fred into Joey's sandwich, he would get much more muscular but only a few inches taller.
I dosed Trey with the old tried and true GF-2009-M-135. Another two level teaspoons of that, and I put in some muscle density too.
And for Fred, well, he'd blown up huge but he was still only 5'8" tall. And he was pretty smooth. I knew from our little talks Trey had a thing for a guy with a hairy chest. And Fred still, while having huge balls, had the smallest cock of the four of us. Although that was like saying the smallest battleship was small. Still, I decided to dose Fred with the same thing I was giving Trey, only using 4 teaspoons GF-2009-M-135. And I added in some cock GF, just a half teaspoon, that was all. And a muscle density half teaspoon, and then a teaspoon of hair enhancer. I figured Fred could always shave his chest if he wanted. I had a bunch of folded papers with me, with the salts marked and kinda preplanned. I lost one of them in the park, but that was okay- although I wanted to beat myself up about it. It was a packet with two teaspoons of GF-2009-M-135. I was getting kinda sleepy too.
We were laying down and Trey said to Joey, "I told you he wouldn't even notice!"
"Notice what?" I asked.
"Joey dumped all of that salt in your sandwich and you didn't even blink."
Joey looked chagrined his joke hadn't worked.
"I guess you really do like salt on your food!"
"You mean you took that whole like 2 teaspoons of salt... and dumped it in my sandwich?"
"yes, and the rest of the other packet too.- there was a bunch in there."
What the heck were they talking about? I knew that I had the two teaspoon packet of GF-2009-M-135. That had been fed to me I guess. But the other half packet? Was it the hair or the cock enhancer or?? I reached over and grabbed my pack and rummaged in it. What came up missing was the rest of the testicle packet/sex enhancer/genital enhancer I had fed Fred a couple of weeks ago. It must have fallen onto the blanket... and the guys thought I was bringing table salt to the picnic in wrapped paper to avoid carrying a whole salt shaker. Then I rummaged in there some more. There was another package missing. It was two teaspoons of sex enhancer.
"Did you guys put some salt on your sandwiches?"
"Trey did."
"Yeah, too much really. Pretty salty sandwich lucky I had the soda to wash it down."
I laid back on the blanket and worried. But sleep overtook me and the next thing I knew the sun was lower in the sky. It was 4pm.
I was afraid to move. It didn't feel.. too different. So I sat up slowly. Yowee. That felt different. Like a tree falling up in the forest. I looked over and the other teens were stirring. I stood up. My shorts were damned tight and my package was damned big. Even just sitting up I could tell things down there had rearranged themselves like a crazy ass home remodel.
My watch was laying on the blanket, the strap had broken.
I stood up. I walked to the bathroom to take a leak and assess the damages. There wasn't a mirror in there, but I was definitely a couple of inches taller... close to 6'5" or more. I could tell from the doorframe, I was taller. then I pulled down my shorts and my great white whale flopped out. Moby Dick. Or Moby Cock. And my balls were saying, that thing ain't coming back in here! Because they were now the size of softballs. But I took a leak and managed to stuff everything back in.
I turned and looked and standing in the doorway was Joey. He was 6'10" now. And his muscles had grown explosively. His thighs were much increased, as were his lats. His pecs were so big that now his bullet sized nipples pointed straight down from the underside of those massive pectorals. His neck was super thick... and his biceps... they must have been bigger than any, ever. I couldn't even wrap my mind around it... 24 inches, maybe 26 inches? I just couldn't tell he was so freaky.
His package bulged thickly, and his smooth skin stuck out in all directions from inside the muscle t he was wearing. Thank God it had been an XXL or XXXL. Now he had a freak thing going on. I have to say his bike shorts suffered the most. Even stretchy as they were there was a limit to what they could hold!
"Hey Joey!"
"Oh man I gotta pee!" Joey stood at the urinal and pulled out his meat. If my cock was Moby Dick his cock was an aircraft carrier. Yeah, you could land fighter jets on the top deck of that massive miracle of meat. If you could avoid the giant vein running down the top of it.
I staggered back outside. I was still groggy and so was Joey. And everything was different, being taller. Had to adjust my balance quickly.
Trey was just getting up. He stood up. He wobbled a bit and straightened up. Yeah, we weren't twins anymore. And though I was 6'5" tall, my runt brother was 6'7" tall. We measured the next day. Right then, though, I knew when I looked up a couple of inches to his eyes how much taller he was than I. And he was gorgeous. His lankiness had vanished and his pecs were giant, his ass was even more gorgeous and ... his package, well, that had increased as well. like 50%. I'd thought he was big. Now he was huge. His hair was even shaggier, dark brown... he was gorgeous.
I wondered whether his balls were going to pop out of the hem of his Bike shorts. Fortunately, his legs were so muscled that wasn't possible.
Fred finally was the last to wake. If we others hadn't grown his growth would have been impossible to deny. When Fred stood up Trey's eyes bugged out. As did mine. Fred's cock had grown, and was clearly outlined in the bike shorts... traveling around the side of his hip and trying to reach his ass. At least that's what it looked like to me. And anybody else who looked. I'd given him just half a teaspoon of the GF for penile expansion. Apparently that was a lot. oops.
Fred was 6'3" tall now and that was amazing...! except that we were all so much bigger! and his muscles were even bigger. His bike shorts had ripped at the lower hem but held. And there was a forest of dark hair curling up out of his muscle t... Trey's eyes bugged out. Bingo! Trey's eyes followed the black hair running up Fred's treasure trail between his brick thick cobbled abdominal muscles until it disappeared from view under the bottom hem of the muscle t- (now 4 inches above his waistband) and exploding out in a luxurious covering of perfect density over Fred's pectorals perfectly visible thanks to the incredible expansion of his pectoral width. Trey's muscle t was now the equivalent of a thong where earlier in the day it would have passed for briefs. It was stretched thin and looked frankly rediculous. And as I mentioned it was 4 inches above the hem of his bike shorts, whereas when we'd stretched out for our naps it had been tucked in the top hem of the shorts.
Then Trey had to adjust himself. It didn't do much good. Trey... was in considerable pain on the way home. Not hard to understand with Trey's newly jacked libido... which with his now greatly expanded meat was causing him some real constriction.
Myself? Oh, shut up. Hell yeah I was being strangled in the shorts. I needed to get home and check out the new territory!
We all got on our bikes and rode home. It had been a long day. I shoveled a late dinner down and so did Trey- after running upstairs and changing into his sweat pants, although that would never hide the size of his meat flopping around every time he moved... we went to bed. I could hear Trey pounding his meat down the hall. But I was so sleepy. I thought maybe I still had some growing to do so I was exhausted?
I felt a lot better the next morning.
I woke with Trey sitting on the side of my bed. It was early morning, the sun was shooting in my window sideways from the sunrise.
I, as was usually, had a hardon in the morning when I woke up. I suddenly realized Trey was naked. Then he leaned over, kissed me, and put my hand on his huge meat, hanging over his massive quad and directly pointing at me.
"Trey this is so wrong."
"What are you going to do, get me pregnant?"
I couldn't resist. It seemed that two teaspoons of sex enhancer did more than just affect the dosed person. It made that person pretty much irresistible to anyone they wanted.
I KISSED Trey back. I couldn't stop myself as the waves of lust rose over me. I was naked under the blanket but Trey just whipped the blanket off and it flew across the room. I was laying there, all 6'5" of my body, with my massive balls and newly expanded cock, instantly growing rock hard. Trey got up on the bed on top of me with his 6'7" body. His dark shaggy hair cascaded around his male model face in the early sunlight. His weight was pressing me down. Fortunately I'd had the muscle density improver. Trey kissed me, then sat on top of me and compared his cock and balls to mine. His cock was longer than mine by two inches. And his testicles were almost the exact same size as mine, although his were slightly bigger- longer in the long diameter than mine.
Rubbing our cocks together was amazing... precum started to ooze from our glans and Trey was mesmerized.
"I am bigger." He sounded astounded. Wonderment. He cupped his hands around our shafts, rubbing them together... his was definitely longer, and thicker than mine, especially at the base... He looked so turned on, so happy.
"You're still my little runt brother!"
Trey kissed me then, shoving his longer tongue down my throat and his longer cock thrusting against my cock and abs.
"Oh God," he gasped.
"ohhhhh!" I bit the back of my hand to keep from shouting. It left marks!
And we came. A hot flood of cum, spurting in long streams flooded my chest and abs. It didn't stop for two minutes. We were both covered in sweat, gasping, and delirious when it ended.
So we did it again.
Afterwards, in my arms, after he'd carefully wiped down my body with a towel, he said, "I know you love Joey."
"I do- and maybe you're falling in love with Freddie."
"I just wanted this before it was impossible."
"Me too."
"Will you fuck me, Travis?"
Trey looked at me with worry, his dark green eyes sparkling like emeralds through the shaggy brown hair falling down his forehead. I knew he was worried that it was too much to ask for.
"Sure, little brother. Have I told you you have an ass to die for?"
Trey blushed. See, still my little brother.
It figured that I would be the one to fuck him, since he had the bigger cock. But it didn't really matter. I was strong enough to support him easily, and I slid into him so carefully and slowly, watching the worry and lust on his face turn to wonder and joy as I carefully, slowly eased into him a minute, and an inch, at a time. thirteen minutes later I was full inside of him... and then I started to slowly fuck his sexy ass. I couldn't believe the warmth and wetness engulfing me and Trey was bucking his hips, his arms thrown back on the mattress around his head and smiling.
We came together again. I eyed his about 15" monster and wondered if I would be able to take it. I wanted it.
I sat on top of him, my muscle holding me effortlessly, and my sphincter opened around his blunt cock head and I took him inside of me and he fucked me and I rode him like a bull. It hurt, but not as much as it felt good. And .. I didn't know my brain could do that thing it did when I bottomed.
Now I understood why it looked like Trey almost passed out when I came inside of him.
Then we were momentarily sated, and tumbled together on my bed.
"Boys! Breakfast in ten minutes!!!"
"Okay Mom we'll be right down!"
We showered together to save time. Well, that was the idea, anyways.
Still, fifteen minutes later Trey and I were seated... rather tenderly... at the breakfast table. We were both still wet haired and steaming from the hot shower.
Trey was wearing his sweats, which now were too short on his ankles, and I was wearing board shorts and an XXL t shirt.
Mom laughed at us sitting uncomfortably. Dad looked up from his paper for once. He always kinda blinked at us in surprise when he looked at us these days.
"Guess that Bike ride to the beach yesterday was a little longer than you thought?"
"Yeah Dad, it was longer than I thought." said Trey innocently.
"Yeah, it was longer than I imagined it ever could be!" I said. Trey just looked at me, that scamp. Those innocent eyes. Well, I knew the truth! and I smiled back.
Mom and Dad cleared out and we volunteered to clean up the breakfast dishes. Well, it was suggested.
"What are we going to do?" I asked Trey.
"Nothing." he said. "Except have some fun."
Well, he did have a point there.
Mom gave us a credit card to go shopping for clothes at Dad's insistence. He pointed out to her that we were growing boys and not buying clothes wasn't going to keep us shorter it would just get the neighbors talking. That was all Dad ever had to do, talk to Mom about the neighbors and she gave in.
We rode our bikes to the mall. We got a lot of looks. I was 6'5" and that is surely tall but not unusual. But put me together with
Trey at 6'7" and we looked like a basketball team- only like Mr Olympia blown up to those heights.
We bought socks and sweatpants and XXL t shirts for Trey and XXXL t shirts for me and some muscle t shirts and I bought some jeans that fit nicely and Trey did too, but we had to search two stores to find his size. I bought us some nice short sleeve dress shirts for school and new dress shoes and some sandals and tennis shoes and bike shorts for us, and some compression shorts and ... we had a problem with the swim trunks. Unless we wanted to wear board shorts swimming. I asked a clerk where we could find some speedos with some... ummm. extra room and he looked at me blankly. Then he looked down and his eyes bugged out.
There was a store for men that sold sexy swim wear, and they had racing briefs that were very stretchy. We rode our bikes there and the old lady running the place was a chain smoking fat gal named Blanche but really nice and she made us some new red matching swim briefs, took two off the rack and cut new front panels for them and had they sewn while we waited. She wouldn't let us pay. Insisted we'd "made her year" and to come back in a week and she'd have some more briefs and underwear ready for us. Blanche told us she'd been a showgirl in Vegas. She was nice and loud and funny but I don't think she missed anything... not even the way Trey and I were looking at each other.
We tried not to spend too much money and I think it was okay, but we really needed new clothes!
When we got home we raced upstairs and dressed. Trey came in with his new board shorts and muscle t and sandals.
I knew he did it just to show off.
So I wore sandals and a muscle t and some some new square cut sports shorts.
Okay, we were showing off for each other. Then we went out to show off to the town.