The Salt 7
by RdyRoger
Copyright 2009 and all that legal stuff
The next morning we slept in a bit.
When I got up I felt bigger yet again. I must have grown another half inch in the night.
Downstairs Mom and Dad were deep in denial, and Dad I think had decided to be proud of his giant stud sons. I mean, they had to have some sort of emotional response. In the course of a few months Trey had sprouted from 5'7" to 6'11"
I suddenly realized.... Joey was 6'11" tall. He would have to get bigger. I needed him bigger than Trey. Okay, so I have some issues.
After Mom and Dad headed off for the day, Trey went to the back door and brought Fred in. He was so... tough looking. I think he was thicker looking. At any rate he and Trey headed upstairs.
I was left alone with Greg.
I had an idea. It was a cruel, selfish, mean, self serving idea.
I mixed up 6 tsp of the sexual stimulant that I had given to Trey with such terrific results- in a sports drink for Greg and Joey and.. well, me.
I asked Greg over to Joey's for a swim. Greg LOVED to swim in the sun. We showed up and as promised Greg's parents were gone. I passed around the sport drink and Joey and Greg, and I, all gulped down the drinks pretty quick. We took a quick swim and then I suggested we lay out in the sun so Greg could work on his tan. Soon we all drifted off to sleep. It was only an hour later that we woke. Greg was looking stunned. I knew what was going on and I was... so turned on I was willing, ready, and able. Joey, he was in a worried state... he was having some major action doing down below and it was a problem until we all looked at each other and we KNEW.
We stripped off our racing briefs in record time. I was smaller than Greg, whose muscle seemed to have grown again in the night, and he was taller than I- effectively we were close to the same height, although I did have to look upwards one lousy inch to look Greg in the eye. Joey, he was bigger in every dimension... I was astonished to see he was more hung than Trey. Must be his Italian heritage. Not that I believed in stereotypes.
We stood close together, the heat was amazing. I pulled Joey's head down... well, Joey LET me pull his head down to my lips... and that was the start of the first 3 way orgy of my life.
Have you ever cum and then it just made you harder and hornier and more randy?
Have you ever achieved release to discover it just led to a new level of sexual intensity instead of sweet relaxation?
Have you ever experienced a muscle pump that just led to more pump?
When Joey entered me it... was incredible. I fucked Greg while Joey fucked me. We flipped in so many different positions we were rediscovering everything anyone had ever done in any position sexually. Finally we were exhausted, so we cleaned up. Then I was so turned on I pulled down Joey's trunks and fucked him again. After he cleaned up again he laughed when he saw me staring at him with lust in my eyes. "Travis you have to stop man!"
"I don't ever want to stop fucking you Joey Franco!" Joey's meat started to swell again in his trunks.
"I don't ever want you to stop either!"
So I took off his swim trunks again.
As I was fucking him Joey was so hot and happy and turned on. Greg was sitting, stroking his big meat, watching us.
"I wish your cock was as big as mine! I love your cock fucking me I wish you had a baseball bat to fuck me with! Fuck, I wish it were bigger than MINE!" Joey gasped, laughing as he was orgasming and I was pounding his prostate.
BINGO! hmm...
Greg and I left before the rents came home. We'd swam and fucked the day away. Greg seemed ... confused, with the lust running through him and his newly enhanced and expanded body.
"Wnat do you think, Greg?"
"What?"
"Is Joey right?"
"About what?"
"Do you wish I had a cock bigger than Joey's??"
Greg blushed. "Hell yeah! Fuck who wouldn't want you to with the way you've been pounding us!!?"
Trey and Fred... Fred was enormous and hot and muscled and hairy... somehow had avoided being caught fucking by our parents.
Cause it was obvious that's what they'd been up to.
I saw Trey, naked, in his room. I swear that he was waiting for me to come down the hall. He was so tall and muscled and huge hung. He looked at least as big as Joey. It was impossible to tell, as he was soft. So I didn't have measurements of his erect cock compared to Joey.
I went to my room and mixed a teaspoon of the growth factor, for genitals, the extremely effective one that had had such a remarkable effect on Fred with only 1/2 teaspoon, but I used a full teaspoon, in a glass of water and drank it down.
I laid down to take a nap. I woke in time for dinner. umm... well, that was when I really realized that there really was no going back with the Salt. My penis was enormous, even soft, and thick, it looked bigger around than a beer can. Joey was gonna get his wish. I laid in bed, looking at the swelling phallus laying thickly across my brick like abdominals.. and i jerked off. I Jerked off and I could feel my incredibly heavy testicles... my stones... my boulders... jerking with the pulsing of my heartbeat and in rhythm with my pounding fists.
When I came I flooded my chest with cum. I came for 5 minutes. When i finished, I mopped up and hopped in the shower. When I hopped in the shower, my cock slapped against my tremendous quadraceps with a meaty slap. I was gonna have to get used to that.
I pulled on some boardshorts and went down to dinner.
Greg was looking guilty. Trey was looking smug. I was... introspective.
I decided to lay off the salts. For now. At least.
Yeah, go ahead and laugh. You have a cock so huge that you can't stuff it into a speedo anymore and you'll stop making it any bigger too!
A few weeks later, and some interesting orgies later, Greg got some news. I think he didn't know if it was good news or bad news. Maybe it was both. But the thing of it was, he wasn't going back to Lincoln in the UK. Not even Lincoln Nebraska. He was going to finish out a year as a senior in high school here and then go to University in the USA. He didn't want to talk about it and I didn't ask him after the first time. Maybe the situation at home was different, maybe it was the photos he emailed his family... he did look considerably different in them.
But he was happy too... and he made friends, both straight and gay and he stayed in the guest room that became Greg's bedroom and it was all cool. He mentioned that the only thing he really missed was being a waiter. I guess people have different things that make them happy, or maybe it was a place at home that he felt safe.
Oh, and Joey... Joey was delighted with my recent growth. Let's just say that the little blonde twink had become a giant muscled hung twink. He was versatile but more of a bottom, esp if i was the guy who was going to fuck him. It made me happy, making him happy. And yeah, I was freaky big hung now. Joey loved it.
We had to get Greg registered at High School. American High School. Greg was in for a shock. Maybe being 6'9" tall and muscled and hung... and having that sexy Brit accent... would help. Yeah, yours truly and his little brother and our boyfriends all had to go back to High School.
Those last days of summer, they were amazing. The best summer of my life, I think, when I came into my own, when Joey and I officially started going steady and Trey and Fred (No one called him Freddie anymore, except Trey when he wanted a serious fucking) were now unofficial boyfriends. Heck, they were 14 years old! And we- Joey and I- were heading back to school as giant horny hung muscled 16 year olds.
That was the thing about the Salt, see, someone has to be small for someone to be big... but I did discover that there was a certain size that was plenty big for anyone... anytime. And all my friends were big.
When we went into the high school, it was when the change really became apparent. We stood about a foot taller than the average students. Just twelve lousy inches. But ... the difference between 5'8" and 6'8"... that was quite a difference. Why? because I figured out that we look other people in the eye... so we measure a person's height not with a tape measure but by whether we have to look up at their eyes or look down to see their eyes.
So that was my big philosophical breakthrough. The only people I looked up to were Joey Franco, Greg, and Trey. Which was just fine by me.
When Sam showed up at the school, his height increase to 6'4" was almost completely ignored, eclipsed by the taller boys' "Growth Spurt." He was an exaggerated blonde haired green eyed stud, massively muscled, hugely hung... and yet I thought he could use some improvement. I knew he looked up to us... we had fucked around, he was hot and sexy and fun. Things had improved for him over the summer. He'd been able to get a decent job making money working in a supermarket evenings and weekends, his drunken father had started behaving much better and his mother wasn't half crazy anymore. And his little sister adored her big brother.
I took two heaping teaspoons of the same GF I had used on Sam originally... I had it on standby, pre-measured. And it didn't take long for an opportunity to arise. I salted his salad at lunch. He was having a chef salad. We had all taken to eating better, I think the demands of our muscles made us want a better diet. It even tasted better to us than greasy fast food. And we were servants to our internal combustion engines, as my Mom liked to say.
Okay, so now you know where I get the dorky sayings.
At least I got her good looks too.
I didn't have to worry, Sam ate the whole salad, even spooned up the last of the raspberry vinaigrette dressing and sucked that down.
I admit that it was ... exciting to be changing up a friend again. It had been months and I had been very good.
It was hysterical seeing Sam try to make it through the rest of the day... he just about fell asleep in class once, and he did doze off for a minute in the locker room after basketball practice. That was funny.
Well, he finally made it home and took a nap before his evening shift at the supermarket. I made a lame excuse to walk home with him, he didn't care he was so sleepy. I left him at the doorstep, he went in to sleep. He had four hours before he had to get up to go to work.
Well, you know I hung around the supermarket to do some shopping for my Mom. I couldn't wait. Sam.. Sam was now the biggest, buffest, blondest, hungest, tarzany flash gordon looking stud you ever saw. I didn't know he could get blonderer or more greenerer eyed. Okay, well, it sure looked that way to me. And his pecs... his lats, his biceps... HIS ASS... his quads and his calves. Did I mention his deltoid and his trapezius? And the massive horseshoe triceps?
Well, he was now my height, which I thought was perfect. And even more perfect was his blond nordic danish scandanavian cock- which I inspected personally the next evening in the showers at the gym. Wow. Sam was cooked. He wasn't overdone. He was perfect.
If I didn't have my major hunk of blonde man muscle I might have melted for Sam.
But that's fine.. cause he and Greg started staring really hard at each other. Greg... was actually shy and embarrassed around Sam. It drove Joey and I into hysterics. Sam was 17 and Greg was 18 so that was a no no but no one cared. And they were very discreet. And it was a problem that would cure itself by next summer.
After i boosted Sam I started actively looking for some people to "help".
We had befriended Austin, the hot little japanese guy at the gym counter. He was short. He was buff for being so short. But... he sure wasn't a muscle giant like I was. So ... I offered Austin a sports drink and he accepted. We would work out together, and sometimes run on the treadmills together. So that was the funnest thing, running next to Austin and wondering how much of the drink he would consume. I'd put in a new mix of 135 and what I thought of as Fred's genital growth factor, with some of the GF I'd used to make Fred into such a macho muscle monster.
So that was about 6 teaspoons of the growth factor in there. You see, Austin NEVER finished his sports drinks. He usually threw away half of them. But maybe he'd ... I don't know... at any rate he drank the whole thing. That was unexpected. He was off tonight and we were supposed to see a movie. When we got to the theatre he was okay. But he fell asleep about 10 minutes into the film. Too bad, it was a good action flick. 2 hours later the lights came back up. i was able to see a bit more of the "damages" if you could call adding muscle damage! He was already a couple inches taller.
Well, he was already taller, a lot taller than the 5'4" he'd started at. And his arms and chest were swelling and he had a definite bulge in his package.
We went to his place, and I crawled into bed with him. He didn't say no. He was pretty out of it and I stripped him and then stripped myself and curled up with him in my arms. He dozed off. I held him in my arms. After a while I noticed his abs were getting more defined, and hairier too. He felt great in my arms. Now I have to tell you I'd put two teaspoons of the genital growth factor into the mix.. Yeah, I know. But I figured he'd only drink half!
Well, he was sleeping, and growing. and he was growing there too. His cock, I held it in my hand and it slowly got bigger. After an hour it was definitely at least two inches longer. It just kept growing, as did his muscles, while he slept. He developed a beard shadow and his black hair grew out shaggier and longer. His pecs were muscled and he grew taller. In the middle of the night, he suddenly almost woke up and then fell back into a more natural sleep. The salts had run their course.
The next day at the gym.. he was 6' tall. And he was much more endowed. Not like I was... but wow. And he was so butch and his voice was deeper too. So that was the start of it. But he figured out what happened.
He came to me the next week. He was friendly enough but he was very insistent and demanding. He knew that I'd spiked his drink. You just don't grow 7 inches overnight. I tried to laugh it off but he had the proof of his own growth measurements and his - observations of me and my family and friends.
Finally I asked him what he wanted.
"I want more," Austin said.
I swore him to secrecy. Secrecy that I would undo it if he told anyone EVER. He couldn't even ever mention it again out loud, even to me.
Now I couldn't undo it but he didn't know that. And he really only wanted... to be bigger. I didn't really understand that he was a muscle and size fetishist. I liked muscle but Austin obsessed about it. He wanted to be big, as big as me or Trey or even Joey.
I hemmed and hawed and told him that I didn't exactly have the way to make it come out exactly. And that's when Austin put his hand on my giant salami and said, "And I want one of these!"
I pointed out that I couldn't wear speedos and he shivered. That was exactly what he wanted. So I figured out that I needed to add in some more of the genital growth factors too. And some of the sex - lust.. performance enhancer should keep him occupied.
So I sat down to figure out what to give him to take him all the way. I put in another full teaspoon of the genital growth factor. And then I used a mix of the 135 and the "Fred" GF. That had worked really well the first time. He'd grown 8 inches on 6 teaspoons and I gave him 7 teaspoons this time and the genital growth factor, and then I added in two teaspoons of the sex performance enhancer.
I mixed it into a sports drink and brought it to the gym and we went to his place. I gave it to him and he drank it down. He gulped it down. "Salty!" he said. Then he kissed me.
Well, that was nice. I kissed him back. I fucked him for about a half hour, and then he started to get really sleepy.
"Say goodbye to speedos" I told him. He grinned deliriously and drifted off to sleep.
I figured it was better to give it all to him at once and be done with it. If he kept his bargain, as I had kept my side of the bargain, he'd never mention it again.
I was naked in his arms so I just stayed there. He grew slowly, over the next 6 hours. When he was done he was about 2 inches taller than I was, hairy, huge, built like a powerlifter and he was hung with a huge dark slab of asian meat. He was about as hung as I was so he should be happy with that. His cockhead was really a big knob, too. His little penis had been like that, now it was the same only so massive!
So when he woke up ... his face was so tough looking, handsome but seriously studly. His voice had dropped an octave and he staggered as he tried to get his new center of balance.
He looked at his awesome muscled magnificence.. he lifted his new cock, he looked at me and said, "I want more."
Uh oh.