Tim's Adventure 24
by Wordshop
Tommy was driving, and Tim was in the passenger seat as the dually merged on to the highway heading towards the West, and towards the various road transitions that would take them to I-25 and South to Denver. They were planning on getting an actual meal in Denver, even though a chest on the folded back seat of the crew cab dually was full of snack items.
Tim had kept his mouth shut, but even though he was not working out during the trip, the clothing he brought had continued to shrink a tiny amount each day and some things were getting obviously tight. Tim knew he was continuing to grow and gain, and in some ways he was really afraid to find out how much. He knew that Tommy would become jealous, and he had been under so much pressure at the Wedding that he did not want the pressure of a Tommy sized temper tantrum too.
In spite of everything he had said about hating the visit he was starting to miss the friends and family, Tim was feeling sort of down after all that had happened, it was weird. In spite of all of his hesitations and trepidations it had been for the most part a very good time for both he and Tommy. Yes, Cheryl was still Cheryl, and it was painfully obvious that his Mother should not have gone into debt over her eyeballs on Cheryl's behalf. Before they had left town, Tim had gotten Taylor aside and had a very diplomatic talk with Taylor about his Mother's financial situation. He asked Taylor to help prevent this in the future, and advised him to keep all credit cards under lock and key in a safe guarded by a moat with hungry ill-tempered alligators.
Taylor had laughed and said that he was more or less "aware" of Cheryl and that any kind of shopping was something that they would probably always have to do together. All of these thoughts were passing through Tim's mind as they traveled on. Tim was thinking how much older and how tired his Mother had looked. He was hoping that it was just the pressure of the wedding and the pressure created by Cheryl's antics that had caused it.
As thoughts of Danny Gillis and Bobby came to his mind, and then maybe the makeover of Taylor, he had to figure a way to get Tommy's Uncles to go along with what had to happen. In Danny Gillis' case, it was a necessity to rebuild the mind and confidence of a person destroyed physically and mentally by outside circumstances. In Bobby's case, it was near destruction caused by personal problems, and, finding solace and comfort in food as a medication for loneliness and rejection, and a substitute for love. While he was not certain these days about loving what he himself had become, he saw how much good he had been able to do for others, in fact how much he and Tommy both had been able to do, not because of who they were as people, but because of the false perception of others regarding their successes. Tim was wondering now about a great number of things and what had brought him to this point.
Tommy looked over and as Tim leaned back into the seat, he could see a tear run down his left cheek.
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"Something wrong sweetheart?"
"No, not really. . . ."
"I can see the tears that usually means something is going on."
"I am beginning to wonder about the human psyche."
"I can see that this could turn into a long conversation."
"Tommy, the bigger I get the more I realize that nothing has changed except my physical size."
"I know sweetheart, it does take some getting used to."
"Guys think that when you have a body to die for, and you look like a centerfold that all your problems magically disappear." "I was one of them, I can't believe my own thinking and how wrong I was."
"I have had to learn that having all of this is not necessarily anything but a covering and or a shell that we dwell in for a period of time."
"Tim, I have learned also that my problems really never went away." "I did get rid of a few problems but it was not really a true elimination of them." "I simply traded one set of problems for a different set of problems."
"Tommy, when I first came into your life I was so horribly self conscious about my body and so ashamed of what I looked like that I was afraid to even take my clothing off in front of an MD." "When I met you, from the beginning my small size and weight, my hairy body and my acne scarred skin were never anything you reacted to in a negative manner." "I still can't understand how you could have loved me when you could have had any guy you wanted."
"Tim, maybe I knew that in order to ever understand me that you had to be like me." "Maybe that is why you had to prove yourself as you were before the transformation came your way." "I didn't understand why Uncle Mike and Uncle Gary withheld it for so long, and now I think that I am beginning to wise up." "I think that they knew somehow that there was a mental component in this whole thing and that we had a physical transformation that placed a great deal of mental pressure on us." "They knew that we would be treated differently not because of who we were, but instead, based on what people thought we were."
"Tim, would you turn on the radio please and see if you can find some News or weather."
"Why?"
"Look at those black clouds up ahead."
"Why. . . . . .OOOOsssshhhittt!"
"It is not really tornado season."
"I think that those clouds would disagree."
"It's not even 8:00 AM yet."
"Get the manual out of the center console, I think that this thing has some sort of satellite radio doesn't it?"
"Is there a book in there dealing with the Satellite radio?"
"Screw the satellite radio. Try the damned AM band. . . ."
"Here is something. . . . ."
"This makes me uncomfortable."
"According to the announcer the storm front is heading Southeast and is a whopper, but it has not dropped any funnels yet."
"Where is it right now?"
It's stalled over Casper Wyoming."
"We turn South on 85 anyway."
"That is not comforting because there is nothing on 85 to give us shelter."
"I know but the only other way is to double back and go South on 365 to 80 and that would take us over a hundred miles out of our way."
"Let's just get our ass collectively down 85 and get clear, there's nothing else that we can do."
"Change channels and see if you can pick up anything from Cheyenne or Denver."
"Snow starting South of Denver and all the way down to the Colorado/New Mexico State line." "I-25 is open and the plows are out and working because the snow is not bad as yet."
"As yet!"
"it is expected to get worse, but not until tonight."
"Oh Great!"
"Look, it was only a little over a year ago that a very handsome man rescued a geeky gay guy from Scottsbluff."
"I know! I know! But I wasn't married then."
"What changed?"
"A rattlesnake bite that made me realize that size and immortality are not necessarily the same thing."
As the truck sped down Nebraska 85 towards Cheyenne Wyoming and I-25 the nerves were becoming somewhat frayed. The sky was becoming darker by the mile and the thermometer on the dash panel was watching the temperature, which was dropping. Just as the truck merged with traffic on to I-25, the snowflakes started to dance off the windshield. The snowfall continued to increase in rate as they neared Denver, and they stopped at a truck stop on the north end. The tank still had plenty of fuel, but if there were power outages running low on fuel would not be a good idea. By the time that Denver was just a few miles behind them the snowfall had increased, but the plows were able to deal with it. The speed had dropped to about 40 miles per hour, but it was a steady 40 so they decided to move on. The decision was made to eat in Colorado Springs. There was a Dickies BBQ pit and that was both tasty and familiar.
One thing that had worried Tim was that his appetite had not decreased since the buffet in Scottsbluff. He was almost constantly hungry and Tim was feeling that this was supplying the fuel for the continued muscle growth.
There were many things to worry about.
What in the hell was going on that both Uncles were looking at property in Taos? Was there some plan that they were not aware of?
If Uncle Mike and Uncle Gary made the deal and wanted to move would they be moving too?
By the time that Pueblo Colorado was only a little while away, the snow had not stopped. It appeared to be getting heavier, but there were tons of snowplows out and they were doing an admirable job of keeping the traffic moving even if it was not moving very fast.
It was getting dark as they passed Raton, NM and it would probably be quite late by the time they met Mike and Gary at the Hotel El Cumbanchero de Taos. Mike and Gary both had attractions to art, so one of the historic high-end hotels would be something that they would do.
Tim was driving and Tommy was sleeping by the time they turned off of I-25 to begin their climb up the more narrow mountainous roads as they went from Albuquerque to Santa Fe and then the final 60 miles on up to Taos. Snow was falling lightly on the windshield in Taos, and the boys wondered what in the hell they would be doing. There had been times over the last year that there were times in the snow on horseback and they were not at all pleasant. It was a necessity of a livestock ranch, but that did not mean that anyone had to really like it.
They were pleased to find that the cell phone worked just fine and Mike gave them directions in to the hidden parking lot and then back to their suite. Mike and Gary had taken the deluxe suite next to their own, for Tim and Tommy. Both were tired, but still hungry when they got in. There was not much open when the four of them ate a dinner that both boys looked on more as a "snack". They wiped the dinner, an extra dinner salad before the dinner, and desert after the dinner, and really neither one was still satisfied. It was damned near midnight by the time they got into their suite. The kiva fireplace was burning and it really had a romantic aspect to it. It was late, they were tired, but, there was romance in the air.
"What time are we meeting them for breakfast?"
"Somewhere around 8:30."
"What is the deal with this Tommy?" "Did they say anything that gives a clue to you as to what is going on?"
"You know as much as I do right now."
"Right now Tim, I want you out of those clothes and into this bed!" "I want to at least have a chance to cuddle with you before I try and sleep!" "The wedding was kind of a rough time for me too, you were so miserable up there and then with all the other complications, the few moments we had together were more trying to comfort each other than anything else."
"Let me help you out of those clothes?"
Tommy had been too worried about Tim to notice the subtle changes going on throughout their trip. As he got closer, he noticed how tight the shirt was as it struggled to contain the size of Tim's shoulders and lats. There was a very tiny tear along one seam where the cloth joined under Tim's right arm. The more that came off of Tim the more an internal alarm began to sound within Tommy. His own growth had slowed to a halt before they had left New Mexico. He knew for a fact that Tim had not touched exercise equipment since he had left New Mexico at the same time and he appeared to be continuing to grow. Why was Tim still growing in size? Was there something medically wrong that could place Tim's life in danger?" "When the shirt came off in spite of seeing Tim nude a number of times throughout the trip, Tim's increase in muscle mass and other secondary sex characteristics was in this light undeniable. As Tommy took the shirt he looked at the size and his heart started skipping beats. The shirt was one he recognized as one he himself had worn not more than two days before. There was little doubt now that Tim was bigger than he was. He could not blame Tim for this and yet his pulse rate continued to increase. Tommy felt a complete and total panic attack coming on and mentally he was trying to derail it. He could not have any from of melt-down here in Taos, he just couldn't do it. Tommy was trying to hang on mentally as he did things to try and distract himself from his own observations. As he reached around Tim's waist and unfastened the button of Tim's jeans he rubbed against Tim's back. As he rubbed against Tim's back he just happened to look down and see new hair growing in an area previously hairless. The harder Tommy tried to hang on, the more his own mind began to work against him. As Tommy cuddled up against Tim from behind, the back he felt against his chest felt strange and foreign, that much muscle mass had been added. Tommy's cock which had started to get hard rubbed against an ass so hairy as to again have first a foreign feeling and then as Tommy looked a foreign appearance. The more Tommy looked at Tim the more he saw and more and more Tommy began to hyperventilate. Tommy let go of Tim and backed up to the bed. Tim spun around to see what was wrong and when Tommy set eyes on the size of Tim's cock and the change now realized things quickly went from bad to worse. Tears streamed down Tommy's cheeks as his massive chest rose and fell seeming to struggle to take in enough oxygen. If it had not been for the altitude in Taos and thinner air Tommy would have already passed out. Tommy was taking huge full breaths stretching his chest for all it was worth as Tim threw on a robe and ran to the room next door. . . . . . . .