From: braun1@cris.com (JB)
Date: Oct 96


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The Journal by Braun1

Day 1
The journal of Geoff Moore

The events of the last few days are so amazing, so mind blowing that I've
decided to write everything I can remember down in hopes of understanding it
later.

The first thing I should note is that we really have to go back to yesterday
when this whole thing started. So, I guess this is really Day Zero. I was just
finishing my morning run and feeling both exhausted and exhilarated. As usual, I
decided to end the run with a quick steam at the field house and then a long
soak in the whirlpool.  The field house is a great place these days for
observing the prime men on campus.  Spring football practice is in full swing
and most of the guys on the team are working out trying to work off the winter
bulk.  I, however, could never be confused with any of these prime beef boys as
I have a typical runners build, 5'10", slim torso, tight legs, firm butt just a
bit if hair in the right places.  Just to finish out the description, I have
shoulder length sandy brown hair (usually pulled back in a pony tail) and hazel
eyes with a slim face and a slightly hawk like nose.

I arrived at the field house covered in sweat as I was really pushing myself to
increase both distance and time all at once. Not the most logical method, but it
keeps me improving.  As I entered the locker room, I could smell that there were
alot of sweaty guys there.  The aroma of sweating men and grunts from the weight
room immediately caused a rise in my shorts and the very familiar tingle in my
cock.  It was electric.  I forced myself to think of exams and term papers, just
to keep from going full rod. Although I had been there during many of the team
workout's, spring practice was always different.  Half of these studs were doing
everything they could to add bulk trying to impress the coaches and the other
half were working toward the definition that would set them apart on the summer
beaches.  I walked past the door to the weight room and there stood the dream
man of the team, Brad  Phillips.  The team musclegod and captain.  He was a
junior and still had the honor of being the only guy on the team that they
wanted as captain.

He was 6'3" with short cropped blond hair, a perfectly trimmed mustache and a
body to die for.  We're talking everything was perfect. Broad shoulders, firm
pecs that stretched the tape at least to 55" with a waist of 30" the taper was
dramatic.  His legs are like long columns of muscle with 20" calves and 32"
thighs. He should have been a bodybuilder instead of a football player, but his
two most outstanding features kind of throw off the proportion.  He has enormous
arms, taped and published in the school newspaper at 23" flexed and then there
was his less published, but better known (at least to the guys in the locker
room) appendage--Brad sported a cock that would have made a porn star stare.  It
was at least 8" very thick even completely flaccid and hung below were balls the
size of lemons.  He said that it prevented any bodybuilding shows because there
was no way he was "jamming that meat in a tiny bikini and strutting for some
judges."

Brad was just finishing a set of squats. Straining, his huge quads were pumped
and striated. Veins covered his legs which were almost completely hairless.  His
entire body was covered in sweat and the floor was actually wet around where he
stood.  The 400 lb. bar now firmly back on the rack he turned toward the mirror
giving me a great view of is perfect solid ass. He flexed his huge thighs and
squeezed his butt. I thought I would cream my shorts right there and then.  He
noticed my stare and turned to his training partner and said, "Looks like Geoffs
really enjoying the show." I didn't realize it until then, but I had become
completely hard and my shorts were tented out like I had stuck a cucumber in
there. Needless to say, I was mortified. He just went on flexing and I turned
and ran for my locker and the steam room.  I figured I needed some place to calm
down and a steam was the ticket.  I managed not to see Brad again until I was
leaving the gym.  He was standing by the door and talking to one of the
cheerleaders.  You know, big boobs, tight sweater type.  He looked my way and
started laughing and talking behind his hand. I just knew he was telling her
what had happened in the weight room.  I couldn't stand it and I ran.  I kept
running all the way across campus. With this cheerleader the event was sure to
make the evening news.  Brad was always kind and a real gentleman, I just
couldn't believe he could be that cruel. 

As I approached the science labs and was rounding the turn for home, I heard
then felt an explosion.  One of the labs windows was flying out and black smoke
was pouring through it like a smokestack.  There was a second explosion and then
a third.  I started to run toward the building to see if there was anything I
could do to help, and was knocked flat on my back on the ground as the a fourth
explosion rocked the air.  I guess I was knocked out then, because the next
thing I remember being helped up by an EMT who was trying to ask if I was OK.
All I could hear was a loud ringing in my ears and feel like I was sitting in
molasses.  There was black foaming glop everywhere.  I had been covered with it
and the EMT was trying to clean it out of my mouth and nose so I could breathe.
I had actually been hauled about a hundred feet from where I last remember
standing and that area was now a swamp of this slime.  The EMT had cleaned my
airway and asked if I was OK.  I told him that I felt ok, but just a bit slimy.
He smiled at that and it was then that I realized that he was gorgeous.  This
gorgeous guy had given me mouth to mouth and I had slept through it.  Just my
luck.  EMT Harris then checked me over and said that I looked OK and if I wasn't
feeling dizzy, I could go back to my home and get cleaned up.  There was nothing
I wanted more at the moment. I asked if he thought I should go to the hospital,
but he said that if I felt sick or dizzy in the next couple of days, I should go
to the campus health center and have myself checked by one of the doctors there.

I walked home, dripping black slop everywhere.  When I reached the front door to
my apartment I decided to strip right there and make my way for the shower. It
took over an hour of showering and cleaning to get the gunk off of me and out of
every crevice in by body.  Looking in the mirror I could see that the slime
appeared to have darkened my hair to a more medium brown and stained my skin a
deep tan.  I thought, cool, I can never get a decent tan, being fair skinned,
but this looked as good as any tan I'd ever seen.  I felt hungry and exhausted.
It was only around noon, so I decided to check the fridge and basically attacked
it.  When I was finished, there were no leftovers, cold cuts or bread left.  I
decided that it was time for a nap.  Although I rarely can fall asleep during
the day, I felt so tired, I just had to curl up on my bed and in moments, I was
asleep.

I slept all afternoon and through the night.  My dreams were a combination of
exploding buildings and fucking Brad Phillips.  Brad's huge cock rammed in my
ass and stroking deep inside. His huge pecs heaved and flexed as he rode me like
a stallion. His sweat was dripping down over his brick like abs, which were
pressing against my throbbing cock.  I could feel his cock swelling inside me.
With each thrust it seemed to get larger and larger.  His muscles were pumped
and he threw a quick double biceps flex and that was all she wrote for me. I
shot load after load all over my chest, his chest, the bed everywhere. More than
I had ever cum before.  He just kept thrusting and thrusting. I couldn't believe
the intense pleasure I felt.  I placed my hands first on his huge pecs, pinching
his nipples. Sliding my hands down over his abs I could feel the heat of our
passion.  Then I began rubbing my own stomach and could feel the immense tool
thrusting deep inside me.  Again I was hard and I could feel my juice building
in my balls.  Did this guy ever stop?  He reach down with is huge strong hands
and stroked my cock. The heat of is hand and the strength of his pounding was
more than I could take. I shot again even more forcefully than before and cum
was now welling up in my abs as well as being all over my face. I could feel my
ass try to tighten around his cock, but it was like trying to squeeze a steel
rod. Brad then did something I did not expect...He reached down with his
incredible arms, grabbed my shoulders and pulled me against his chest.  Then he
kissed me with the full force of his powerful body.  He came inside me with such
force that cum was running down his cock and dripping off of his balls.  Brad
pulled his massive cock out of my ass and shot three more huge streams of cum
onto my face and torso.

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The Journal by Braun1

The Journal- Day 1 - continued....

I woke in the early morning, not believing that I had slept the whole day away.
I was covered in drying cum and realized that I must have shot several times in
my sleep.  Let me just say, I am not a morning person.  Normally it takes a crow
bar to get me out of bed, but this morning I had to take a piss so bad there was
no putting it off.  I stumbled out of bed in the dark and staggered toward the
bathroom.  Nothing seemed to be working correctly. I even banged my head on the
door jam and stumbled into the wall. I took my normal position standing over the
toilet and let loose. Man did I have to piss. I'll bet I stood there for five
minutes just, pissing and pissing. When I finally finished, flicked and flushed.
I decided I may as well just get the day started and reached over to flick on
the light.  Still not really awake, I couldn't seem to find the switch.  It
seemed lower than it used to be.  I stood in front of the sink and when I found
the switch I nearly had a heart attack at what I saw. Someone else was staring
back at me in the mirror.  It took me a minute to realize that it was me.  The
sheer look of horror on my face was quickly replaced with curiosity.  Somehow my
hair was now black as night, I had a square handsome jawline, eyes so incredibly
blue I must have blinked 20 times wondering if this was still a dream, even my
mustache was black and the three or four day beard on my face was completely
black. My face was broad with sharp cheekbones.  I was truly good looking,
stunning. That was just the beginning. My hair now ran halfway down my back and
was very thick and wavy.  The light switch should have told me,  it wasn't
lower, I was taller. Much taller.  I hadn't hit my head on the door jam, but the
door sill. Standing straight I found that my nose was equal to the top of the
door, I must be over 6'6".  I started really looking at myself now.  I had grown
hair all over, no not all over, just in all the right places.  I had huge
muscles.  My pecs were like mountains, I had to bend to look over them. My arms
would easily match Brads, I thought, and just look at the size of my hands.  How
had I not noticed these monsters as I pissed?  Then I thought...my cock...?? I
looked down and grabbed it in one of these incredible paws and hefted a huge
piece of meat.  At least a foot long maybe more, and so thick that even my new
hands could barely get all the way around with it soft.  I then noticed my legs.
All I could think was WOW. Huge bulging muscles everywhere.  Even my calves
jutted out in bold triangles of power when I flexed them. Soft black hair
covered these two mountainous tree trunks.  I was fucking huge.

I bolted from the bathroom almost ripping the door off it's hinges. Rifled
through my desk to find a tape measure. I wanted to see just how big I had
grown.  I measured my forearms, flexing my hands made huge cables of muscle
writhe under the skin. They were 16 inches at their largest.  I reached down an
grabbed my cock, but then decided to save that for last.  My arms measured 26"
flexed, my chest 65", waist 30", quads 35", calves 23" and I was 6'9" tall.  I
grabbed the bathroom scale, but it only went up to 300lbs and I left it
spinning.  All this flexing had made veins stand out in bold relief all over my
muscular body and I was feeling me incredibly horny.  Reached down between my
huge thighs and grabbed my now huge cock.  It felt heavy with blood and was
already half hard. I started stroking it and it quickly came up to full measure.
I wanted to see how big it was, but didn't want to stop, the pleasure was so
intense I though I'd shoot right away.  I didn't. I must have beat it
relentlessly for about 5 minutes before I felt the beginning of orgasm, deep in
my, now, huge balls. I stopped and grabbed some lube from the night stand and
slathered it all over this huge shaft.  Stroking slow and easy, both hands
working my new toy, my precum was flowing out and I guessed I really didn't need
the lube.  I reached the point of no return and could feel the sensation of
blast off deep within my body and more cum shot out of my dick than ever had
before.  I shot not only all the way across the room, but the cum was soon
dripping off the walls and ceiling. I came and came. I must have shot about a
dozen huge streams.  Before my huge new toy got soft I grabbed the tape measure.
It was 14" long and 8" around with a head that flared to 9" around.  My balls
were the size of tennis balls and hung low in their sac. The intensity of my
orgasm left me dazed. Was it real or a dream?

I decided to take a shower, as now not only was there dried cum in my hair, but
also wet cum everywhere.  The shower seemed small  and far too short for me, but
I made due as best I could.  After toweling off and shaving, I realized that
probably nothing I had would fit this new body. I rummaged around looking for
anything that would fit.  I finally found a tank top that used to be too baggy
for me, now it was like a second skin.  I also found an old pair of my
ex-roommate's workout shorts and strained to get them over my thighs.  After I
positioned my huge cock, it was evident that I was never going to be able to
hide anything about my body. I was getting horny again, but more than that I was
hungry. After yesterday's feeding frenzy, I knew there was little left in the
kitchen, but I was willing to eat just about anything, when I remembered that I
had some of that bodybuilder protein powder from when I had tried to put on some
weight a few month's ago.  I looked at the bodybuilder's picture on the label
and then flexed my huge biceps and thought how small he was and how I used to
wish for guys like that to let me suck their cocks.  Now I was the huge monster
and before the day was out, someone was going to suck my cock.

I went through the entire package, mixing and drinking six blenders full, but I
was still hungry.  I downed the last of the milk that I had and decided that I
needed to find more to eat. I knew there were no shoes in the house that would
fit so I squeezed my boat like feet into a pair of sandals and as I passed the
mirror I flexed a little and damn if I didn't look even bigger. The tank top was
straining to contain my huge pecs and the shorts looked like they would split
any minute.  I headed for town and store I knew sold bodybuilder sized clothes
and supplements.  My car seemed way too small and even with the seat all the way
back, my huge legs had no where to go, but I made the best of it and arrived a
few minutes later in the parking lot of the sports shop.

The clerk at the counter stared at me and his mouth dropped open, I guess I was
a site.  He was a cute blond with a great ass that I had admired from afar every
time I was previously in the store.  I told him what I wanted and he said he
could easily fill the order but that I should try the clothes on just to make
sure that they would fit. It was an amazing feeling. Here was this hot kid that
used to never give my skinny body a second look and now he looked me over like
he was trying to memorize every bulge.  He said that if I wanted I could use the
storage room to change, as I was probably too big to comfortably use the regular
changing rooms.  I said ok and grabbed my selections and he showed me to the
door of the store room.  He smiled again and it almost took my breath away.  He
was very handsome and one buff little stud.  I asked if he would like to watch
me change, and he said that there was nothing he would like more, but that he
would loose his job if he didn't watch the counter. I managed to throw him a
smile and a wink and he said I should let him see each outfit.  As I tried each
item on, I couldn't believe the sizes.  Yesterday they would have seemed like
tent's but today even the triple-x's were snug across my shoulders and chest.
The shorts were
filled with my cock and balls and only the largest jock would contain my meat.
The clerk had said that this was the size jock usually used by football players
with a protective cup filling up the extra space. By the time I had finished
trying on the last of my selections I was incredibly horny and needed badly to
get off.  My cock was pushing up beyond the waistband of my new shorts and
wanted relief, so I pushed some huge boxes against the door and slipped out of
the shorts. I grabbed my enormous dick and scratched my amazing balls a few
times.  That was all it took and I was completely hard.  Was my cock even
bigger, it sure looked that way from my vantage point.  Veins bulged out all
around my thick shaft and I stroked like my life depended on it.  The pleasure
was so intense that I knew I would blow at any second.  I could feel my huge
balls rising up and soon I was shooting my thick spunk everywhere.

I cleaned up the best I could, wiping up my huge loads with my old clothes that
I'd have to throw away anyway and then moved the boxes and headed back into the
store. The clerk asked if everything was OK and I replied fine, but that I
needed to find some new shoes.  He glanced at my feet and there was that awe
struck look on his face that said "not even if we are lucky".  He measured them
at size 17 EEEE.  He said that he could order me some, but that he didn't think
they could be in before the following week.  I couldn't go a week without shoes
so I asked what were the largest he had and he said size 15 EEE. I took them and
crammed my feet into the small sneakers.  I thanked him and gave him my phone
number so he could notify me when the rest of my order was in. He promised he'd
call, and if I wanted he could even deliver them.  I told him that would be just
great.  I handed him my plastic and was on my way with 10 new shirts, 5 pairs of
shorts, 5 jocks, the sneakers and 10 bottles of weight gain protein powder.
Almost $800.00 and I knew I couldn't keep that up very long.

When I got home I went straight for the kitchen and started mixing shakes.  The
hunger was almost painful. After I finished off one full container of the
powder, enough normally for two weeks, my hunger had subsided enough for me to
think what was next.  I was feeling really strong and really horny, so I decided
to see just what these muscles could do. I flexed a few different poses in the
totally inadequate mirror in my bedroom. Mental note: get a bigger mirror. I
could swear that I felt bigger than before, but that was crazy wasn't it?  Never
the less, the rag top I was wearing felt tight across my shoulders and chest so
I grabbed the neckline and tore it open, exposing just to top of the crevasse
that was the beginning of my pecs. It looked so hot, I reached in and the feel
of the hairy hardness was amazing. I felt a stirring in my crotch and said
enough is enough, I am not going to jerk off again today. I'm going to find
someone to do it for me. I split the sleeves of the rag top to give my massive
arms room and changed into a clean jock and some, what on any other guy would
have been, baggy shorts.

I decided that the car was just too uncomfortable, so I walked into town with my
duffel bag on my shoulder.  I was headed for a small gym across town from
campus.  I wanted to try out this new body in a less public setting than the
field house gym. I had seen this small hole in the wall gym a few times and seen
some pretty big guys coming and going, so I figured it would satisfy my desire
to both heft some weight and find someone to take care of my ever ready cock.
On the way I was the center of attention. I heard several "Oh my god's" and a
few "damn's", it was an incredible rush to feel like the town's topic of the
day.  As I entered the gym I saw is was just as dark and dungeon like as I had
expected.  Small desk in front, no attendant, cement block weight room with
every kind of free weight you can imagine, and a lockeroom and shower at the
rear.  All of it was bathed in the dim white light of the buzzing fluorescent
fixtures overhead and no windows.  The buzz of the lights was soon replaced by
some hard pounding rock n'roll so it wasn't all bad.  Just then the desk
attendant returned. I guess he had been changing the music as he looked like a
rock n'roller with better than average muscle.  He stared at my chest, arms and
then blatantly at my basket.

I just smiled and said "Hi, I need a workout, how much?" he replied
automatically that it was $5 a day or $15 a week or $40 a month.  His mouth was
actually hanging open.  I handed him a five and that seemed to bring him around.
He was cute, long sandy brown hair, framing a slender face with green eyes and a
tight little body.  I would have to guess he was about 5'7" 150lbs. He had a
baggy shirt on, but you could tell he spent quite a bit of time in the gym. He
had a nice set of forearms and hands and he wore those tight bike shorts that
show off everything from the waist down.  He had a very nice package, firm
little ass and good thighs.  Of course, it would take both of his to even come
close to one of mine, but that was ok.  He showed me where everything was and
told me the rules.  It was like he was in some sort of trance. He kept is eyes
on me as we walked through the gym and lockeroom.  Several of the guys were
checking me out and I could feel eyes all over me.  It was getting me real hot.
Most of them seemed to be leaving and I was more than a little disappointed.

I decided to start with some bench presses.  I loaded a bar with 350lbs and
positioned myself on the bench.  Just as I was about to grab the bar this
incredible crotch appeared above my face and in a deep stern voice, "never
without a spotter, son".  The voice and the crotch belonged to a huge guy named
Jake.  At least he was huge from this angle.  He offered to spot me and I just
said "thanks" and pressed out 10 easy reps.  This was amazing, it felt like I
wasn't lifting anything. Jake and I switched places and he pumped out ten reps.
>From this angle I could see that he must have been about 30 and had spent most
of that time in the gym, 5'11" and about 240lbs with light, almost white, blond
hair pulled back in a tail and very blue eyes.  His face was hard to gage as I
pretended to strained with the weight, but as he stood up I noticed a ready
smile and a hefty shift in his shorts.  Jake then says, "Ok done with warm-up?"
I nod. "Good, let's get on with it." He grabs some more plates and the bar goes
up to 400lbs. I easily complete my set and he struggles a bit with his.  He asks
if I want more and I nod.  He grabs some more plates to take the bar to 450lbs.
I look him square in the eye and grab another few and take it to just over
500lbs. He gets a worried look on his face and says "I'm not sure I can spot you
with that much." I look around and only the rocker is left in the place beside
Jake and I.  "Don't worry, I can handle it, really." He looks a little stunned,
but after I finish my set I can see a stirring in his shorts. I stand up and
take off my shirt and flex my massive pecs. Striations ripple across as they
flex and his mouth drops open.  I'm feeling bold and more than a little horny so
I say, "I can think of a great use of that open mouth."  He immediately snaps it
shut and we both chuckle.  Jake says he was really finished with his workout
when I got here and that he needs a good shower, but if I want he can keep
spotting me.  I say thanks, but all I've got left is shoulders and arms and I'll
be heading for the shower too.  I watch as is great ass moves to the lockeroom.
Nice hard bubble butt on that man.

I walk over and grab a couple of 100lb dumbbells and easily pump out a few
curls.  It appears that there is no end to my strength and with no one else
around I grab the big dumbbells at the end of the rack.  They look like they've
never been used. They are marked with a big white 250 and I heft them up and
easily curl them as if they were nothing. The pumping does seem to be having an
effect, however, my arms look bigger.  Pumped.  Veins popping up and swelling.
I force one of these monster dumbbells over my shoulder and do triceps
extensions. Nothing, it feels like nothing. I walk over to the barbell rack and
lift the whole thing off the floor. Grunt. Damn this feels great. I grab the
nautilus machine, one with four stacks, over 1500lbs plus the machine and easily
lift it. I feel invincible.  Muscles swelling and pumping.  It was then that I
heard an audible gasp.  I turn around and there is the rocker.  "Damn buddy, you
are the strongest son-of-a-bitch I've ever seen" he states with his eyes as wide
as saucers.  He looks worried and continues with "I'm sorry, man, I should have
told you when you got here that the gym closes every Thursday between 2pm and
6pm. I'm not sure why, but it's always been that way, so I've got to lock up
soon. I'll be happy to wait and let you out after you've showered. OK?" All the
while he is talking he is watching my body and most of the time his eyes are
glued to my crotch. I must have been half hard and he was more than half.  His
tight spandex shorts showed the outline of a very respectable piece of meat. I
smiled and told him that it was fine and I'd know better next time. He went up
front an locked the door and changed the sign to closed. As he leaned over the
desk to put the keys in the drawer I got a great look at his ass. Just what I
needed.  My cock sprang to life and I headed for the showers.  As I entered the
locker room I could see steam flowing out of the shower and realized that Jake
must still be in there. I quickly stripped and walked for the showers, towel
over my shoulder instead of around my waist as usual. This new, powerful body
was making me bold.  I was horny as hell, and Jake appeared to be the answer to
my need.  As I walked into the shower I could feel my huge cock slapping against
my thighs.

There was Jake all muscle, all blond, so sexy you could just eat him alive.  His
huge muscles all flexed and tensed. I then realized that he was standing under a
shower beating his cock to a pulp.  At first, he didn't realize I was there, I
just stood and watched.  Finally my own cock, now fully hard and being caressed
by the water from his shower, was ready.  I laid a hand on his chest and
squeezed firmly and said, "Can I give you a hand with that?" His response was
shock and a smile. He stepped away from the flowing water.  I reached down and
grabbed is thick meaty cock and slowly, much more slowly than he had been,
slowly stroked him. Squeezing precum on my hand and rubbing it all over his
cock. He looked up at me and said "I wanted you the second you came in that
door." Now it was my turn to smile. "And I knew when you hung your crotch over
my head while I was benching." He then reached up, grabbed on to my shoulders
and pulled himself up my body. I could feel his muscle against mine and it was
driving me nuts.  I grabbed hold of his tight ass just as he kissed me.  His
lips met mine and I parted them just a little and he drove into my mouth with
incredible passion and skill.  Squeezing his ass just seemed to make him loose
control even more and he started stroking my cock.  "Man, how big is that thing,
it must be better than a foot long?" he asked with a groan.  I said that it was
more like 14 inches and hadn't been satisfied in a long time. He then started
rubbing my cock with his.  I was definitely fully hard and swelling. Still
holding his butt cheeks, I raised him up easily, kissed and sucked each of his
pecs and lowered him again so he was now strattling my cock.  The feeling of
shear power was intense.  This huge powerful man was being fully supported on my
cock. I grabbed his hips and used his crack to stroke my own raging cock.
His balls were sliding along my shaft and his cock was rubbing my abs. He just
started moaning in pleasure.

It was then that I noticed the rocker standing in the shower doorway watching us
and stroking his dick.  As I noticed before, quite respectable.  It was at least
8" of uncut glory with a thick shaft and nice broad head. He smiled and I smiled
back and said, "Why don't you join us?".  He moved so fast that he slid the last
few feet on the wet tile.  I thought he would fall into us, but he stopped just
short and immediately went to work on the head of my cock, which was protruding
between Jake's thighs.  I was lost. I couldn't hold out much longer, but wanted
very much to fuck big Jake.  Just then the rocker reached between Jake's legs,
just below my cock and grabbed my balls and squeezed.  Jake was sucking and
biting my nipples and stroking his own cock and now this beautiful young boy was
sucking the head of my cock and squeezing my balls.  I lost it, giving both of
them just a quick warning, "I'm gonna cum." and I did.  Stream after stream of
cum splashed over the boy's chest, all over the floor and between Jake's legs.
For a second I though it was over - - boy was I wrong.  Jake began squeezing his
legs together and thrusting his hips and I stayed hard. Never letting him droop,
even an inch.  I could tell he was close and he grabbed me hard around the neck,
pulled himself up and kissed me, all the while humping my gut with his hard rod.
Soon my pecs and abs were covered with his cum.  I picked him up further,
holding him by the waist and sucked in his still throbbing cock.  I sucked in
all that was left and licked him clean. This gave the boy his first opportunity
to see all of my cock and he took full advantage. Licking and stroking every
inch.  There was no way he could possibly fit more than the head of it in his
mouth, but he was determined to taste all of it.

I looked up at Jake and down at the boy, then back up to Jake and said, "I want
to fuck you....Now." He looked a little worried, but nodded. I looked back down
at the boy said, "what is your name anyway tongue boy?". He looked up smiling
and around his still licking tongue said "Steve.".  "Well, Steve" I said,
"Jake's ass it about to get the ride of his life, how about getting it ready for
me?" I lowered Jake so that his ass was right at eye level with Steve. Steve
dove in.  To say Steve was passionate bout rimming Jake was like saying the Pope
is a little religious. I started nibbling on Jakes pecs. Sucking his nipples and
Jake was soon writhing in pleasure and begging me to fuck him.  I raised him and
began then lowered him toward my still incredibly hard cock and Steve just kept
right with us.  I could see the look of amazement on Jake's face as my hot steel
rod began entering him. I eased up a little, but it was not easy as Steve's hot
mouth was all over my shaft as I entered Jake.  Then the boy turned face up
between my legs and started licking my balls as he held onto my thighs, hanging
there like some sort of monkey.  I was quickly loosing it again and press Jake
further down on my cock. He wrapped his legs around my waist and started pulling
up and down on my dick. The intensity of this hot stud was amazing.

Here I am, with two studs going all out to pleasure me and I'm out of control.
The boy has moved behind me and is now beginning to try to get at my ass.  More
and more of my huge cock disappears into Jake and it becomes more apparent that
he is lost in lust as his eyes just sort of glaze over and the sweat begins
pouring off of his body.  He shoots again, stream after stream all over my gut,
his ass tightens and I can hold out no more.  I can feel the explosion building
and racing along my cock and bursting deep within his body. I must be washing
his guts with my cream as soon it is forcing itself out of his ass and there is
Steve, just waiting. He is able to lap up some before it runs down my powerful
legs onto the tile floor, but Jake collapses onto my chest and I can feel my
dick softening inside him.  Poor Steve looks little sad that this huge cock
wasn't pouring inside of him and I just smile and tell him that there is plenty
of time.  I then notice that of all of us, he has not yet cum. I gently set the
exhausted Jake down on the floor and grab the boy by his waist.  I pull him up
and kiss him deeply.  He responds quickly by grabbing my neck, sucking my tongue
into his mouth and wrapping his legs around my waist.  He begins thrusting his
cock against my abs, already slick with Jake's cum. I can tell he is close as
his dick is rock hard and throbbing. I pull him tighter into my body and am
rewarded with load after load of teen spunk all over my abs and crotch.

I finally pull away from his embrace and let him down to the floor.  He must be
feeling good because now he doesn't take his eyes from their lock with mine and
says, "Why don't we get cleaned up, get something to eat and head back to my
place. It's not big, but we could get to know one another better." Just then
Jake pipes up "Well my place is big and you would both be welcome." I just smile
and nod my assent.  Both guys help me wash up and I squeeze into my clothes and
we head outside.  It turns out Jakes the only one with transportation so we all
climb in his truck.  His truck is huge, one of those tall beasts with tires as
high as your waist.  With Jake and I in the front there is little room left for
Steve so he jumps up on the back and we take off. We stop off at a market and he
picks up some steaks saying he'll fix Steve and I a meal we'll never forget.
Which is great news because I'm starving again.


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The Journal by Braun1

The Journal - Day 1 - continued..


We must have driven for about half an hour before we turn down a lane off the
main highway.  It's paved but definitely a private drive.  We drive on and on
through the forest and start up the side of a mountain when all of a sudden the
trees part and there is this huge gate.  Jake hits a button on the dash and the
gates open. He is grinning from ear to ear, like the cat who just ate the
canary.  Turns out that he is basically this filthy rich stud, all of it
inherited and has never had to work a day in his life.  We round a stand of
trees and there is the largest house I've ever seen.  All stone hard, just like
Jake.  We pull up in front of a six car garage and unload the truck.  Steve
jumps off the back, I swear he is more, I don't know,  sexy than before, I'm not
sure what it is, but he is really turning my crank.  Jake gives us the tour.
The place is a dream come true.  Eight bedrooms plus a master that has the
largest bed I've ever seen, two swimming pools each with two jacuzzi's, a full
gym in the basement with steam room, shower and sauna. There is a billiard room,
dining room, living room, office and a library.  With almost a full commercial
gym in his basement Jake's got everything you could possible want. I can't
believe it and ask "With all this, Jake, why
do you bother with the gym in town?" With a sly grin and knowing  look in his
eye he returns, "I own the gym in town and it is a magnet for finding guys like
you two.?"  And then he says he going into the kitchen to fix us dinner, that it
would take about an hour so why don't Steve and I take a dip in the pool.  I
tell Steve to go on ahead and I follow Jake into the kitchen and tell him that
there is no way I can wait an hour to eat and did he have any protein
supplements that I could chow down on until dinner was ready?  He pointed me
back down to the gym and said what I wanted was behind the bar there and I
should make myself at home.

I found all kinds of supplements and half filled the commercial looking blender
with the powder and half with water, mixed it up and sucked it down. It tasted
bad, and had the consistency of pudding, but by this time I was ravenous. I
chugged down some more water and as I started for the pool I spotted the scale.
Since I couldn't weigh myself earlier, I went over and stepped on.  It was one
of those heavy duty type used in doctors offices, but much bigger.  I slid the
height measure up and was amazed that I now me
sured 6'11", that was two inches taller than this morning. Damn, I was still
growing.  Then I checked my weight.  I kept adjusting it and the balance did not
move until I got to 480 lbs. Amazing, I was almost three times the size I was
just yesterday.  The gym had an entire wall of mirrors, so I took off my shirt
and started flexing. I was looking great.  My shoulders looked big as
basketballs, arms like bowling balls.  Flexed my biceps were huge and hard. My
abs rippled with striations and my legs were unbelievable, thick cords of muscle
running from my waist to my knees and my calves were more like cows. All this
flexing had my veins pumped and standing out in bold relief on my arms and legs.
The bulge in my shorts told me it was time to find Steve for a little pre-dinner
fun.

As I walked out of the basement I could hear him already in the water.  I was
wondering what I would wear but figured that my shorts would do OK.  The pool
was huge like everything else I'd seen here and it was no real surprise that
when I saw Steve emerging from the pool as I approached, he was stark naked. He
walked over to me and, without a word, reached down and unzipped my shorts and
pulled them down and off. He reached up and took my cock in his hand and kissed
the head. Then he turned around, wiggled his butt and dove into the water. When
he surfaced, I was waiting for him sitting by the edge of the pool.

He swam over to me with beautiful fluid strokes.  I couldn't believe how
beautiful he looked and moved in the water. He swam right up between my legs and
sucked the head of my cock in his warm mouth.  He looking up into my eyes and I
could see his desire, his lust, his craving in those deep green eyes.  He held
my huge balls in one hand and stroked the shaft with the other.  I was in
heaven. This beautiful boy wanted me and at that moment I wanted him more than
anything in the world. He pulled his mouth off my now almost erect cock and
said, "I want to drink you. I want it more than I've ever wanted anything else."
and I just smiled at him and he went to work. His mouth was incredible.  The way
he licked the shaft with his tongue was so slow, hot and irresistible I knew it
wouldn't be long before he got his wish.  Not wanting to cum yet I reached down
and pulled out of his mouth, placed my hands under his arms and lifted him out
of the water. I pulled him up along my body, feeling his abs slide against my
swollen dick. I held him tightly as I kissed him firmly on the mouth. It was a
kiss that could have gone on for hours. Our tongues wrestled as our lips pressed
tighter and tighter.  I stood up with him still in my arms and couldn't believe
how light he felt or that his feet were dangling somewhere around my knees. We
moved to one of the chaise lounge chairs that surrounded the pool and I laid
down with Steve on top of me.   He pulled away from my mouth and began kissing
his way down my body. his hot mouth leaving a trail down my chest over my abs,
licking me all over until he got back to his real desire, my now, more than
ready to shoot, cock.  He buried it in his mouth sucking more and more
vigorously as he could tell I was close. This was one champion cocksucker.  His
mouth was hotter than ever and I began bucking into his mouth but he held on
tightly, sucking harder and harder. I could feel that this was going to be one
amazing load and my dick swelled with the first shot. Steve was ready and
started swallwing as fast as I came, drinking nearly every drop of the first
several shots, then it was more than even this hungry stud could handle.  Cum
was soon dripping off of his chin and still he sucked.  He licked up every drop
from his face and my shaft.  Then he crawled back up my body and kissed me again
with an even increased passion.  I could taste my cum in his mouth. It was a
great feeling, him laying on me, and not a bad taste either.

Then the strangest thing began to happen.  Steve pressed up away from me and a
look, I can only describe as horror and pain, crossed his face. Then he curled
up in a ball almost a fetal position and rolled off of me. I was up and catching
him before he hit the ground.  He was definitely in pain, but I could not see
the source.  Tears were running down his face and I picked him up and ran for
the house.  I screamed for Jake and he came running. I gently laid Steve on the
floor in the living room. By this time Steve was having what appeared to be
convulsions. His eyes were open and searching.  My mind was racing.  Could I
have hurt him?  Was it possible that I held him too tightly and cracked some
ribs?  Then as suddently as it came, the pain was gone  as if it had never been
and Steve was just lying there on the floor of the living room with a peaceful
look in his eyes. Motionless like a fallen statue.  I couldn't believe my eyes.
Jake gasped and said, "He's growing."


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The Journal by Braun1 - Part 4 (see I am trainable)



The Journal - Day 1 - continued..



Sure enough, he was getting bigger and bigger.  His body was

transforming before our eyes.  His shoulders broadened, swelling and

striating.  His pecs were pulsing, flexing and un-flexing and getting

broad and thick, real thick.  His arms looked bigger and thicker and his

legs were swelling, huge slabs of muscle appearing everywhere on his

body.  Pulsing with power his veins stood out in bold relief all over

his arms and chest.  His legs were soon longer as were his arms.  He was

getting taller and thicker.  Power was evident he was now pounding the

floor with his arms and I could feel the floorboards shake.  His huge

arms were bulging with each movement and his thighs were striating.  His

cock was growing as well, although completely flaccid, it was big. 

Almost as thick as mine and getting longer.  His balls were as big as

oranges and his entire body was getting hairier.  Thick curling hair was

growing on his chest and abs, down through his already hairy crotch and

swirling down his incredibly thick legs.  Even the already long hair on

his head was getting longer.  He had to be at least 350lbs no and the

growth showed no signs of stopping.  But just as quickly as it had begun

it stopped.  Then in what appeared to me to be one final power spurt his

new muscle bod was more ripped than any bodybuilder I had ever seen.  I

mean, if he had had an ounce of fat on him before, it had gone into

hiding.  He was in a word, magnificent.  His, now huge, cock was

rockhard and throbbing, several bounces off of his abs was all it took

and he shot like a man possessed.  He grabbed it with both hands and

there was cum everywhere.  Soon his dick subsided and he licked the cum

off of his hands.  He passed out again.  Jake turned to me and with a

bit of fear and awe on his face said, "What did you do to him?"  I

returned, not taking my eyes off of Steve, "All he did was drink my

cum."



We both examined this huge stud lying on the floor.  Steve was starting

to come around.  He reached up with his huge paw like hand and rubbed

his eyes, like he was waking from a deep sleep and said, "Damn, what you

two looking at and where's dinner, I'm starving."  Jake took the lead

telling him that we were looking at the finest looking stud ever to

grace his floor.  Steve started to stand up and was thunderstruck at the

sight of himself.  He was incredible.  As he stood he was at least 6'10"

and every movement of his body caused his incredible muscles to bulge

and flex.  He was nearly my size, in every way.  Then he looked at me

and then back to another part of his body.  Then at me again.  He then

asked how it was possible and I spent the next few minutes recounting

what had happened to me the day before.  Steve kept looking and flexing,

he was so hot now it was making me hard again.  He just said one word,

"How?"  I told them how I was even smaller than him just a day ago. 

About the explosion at the science lab and the slime.  Now I have this

super body and an evidently, supercharged cum.  Jake glared at me and

said, "I hope you've got some of that supercum left for me."  I just

smiled and said, "All we can do is try."  "I have no idea how it

works."  Steve was still a little out of it.  Not able to move

correctly, then said he was starving and headed for the kitchen.  Jake

and I just looked at each other and then at the incredible ass that was

heading down the hall.



Jake also had a look of hunger in his eyes, but it had nothing to do

with dinner.  He walked to me and as I reached down to kiss him, he just

lowered his mouth away from mine and toward my already hard cock.  He

said, "I've always wanted to be a freak.  The biggest freak I could be. 

I've tried everything I could to be huge and I sure hope that," pointing

down the hall with his thumb, "was no accident."  He took my cock in his

strong hand and gave it an iron like squeeze.  All I could do was moan. 

Steve's transformation had me so hot it wouldn't take jake long to find

out.  His other hand soon found my balls and he started giving them the

workover of their lives.  I was soon ready to shoot and he hadn't yet

taken the monster in his mouth yet.  He then released my dick from his

iron grip and plunged it into his mouth and soon had it throbbing.  I

loved the way his tongue licked every part of my cock and balls.  Balls

that were churning at the sight of him.  The broad, tan shoulders

flexing has his hands reached for my chest and then stroked my tits.  As

his hands moved to grab my hard butt, I guess I kind of lost control. 

Soon I was slamming my huge cock into him.  Deeper and deeper.  Just as

I pulled out, he would grab hold of my hips and pull the monster back

down his throat.  His strong hands spread my butt and he soon had a

finger worked up my hole.  I was quickly rapid-fucking his mouth.  Once

he found my magic button, I could hold back no more and he began to suck

even harder.  His own cock looked to be on the verge of shooting and he

hadn't even touched it.  The explosion of cum down his throat was

unbelievable.  Each shot felt like an electric shock.  I swear I came

more for Jake than I had even for Steve.  He swallowed it all, every

last drop.  He quickly pulled his mouth off of my cock and proceeded to

lick it clean.



I held on to him, not even wanting to think what could happen.  Just as

it had with Steve, Jake's entire body spasmed as if in pain.  His

movement, however, was more forceful with the power of his body.  I held

him tightly so he couldn't injure himself.  He too curled up into a

ball.  I laid him on the sofa as he started to relax.  His face was

angelic, so totally relaxed that he looked like a teen, not a 30 year

old muscle stud.  Then it started.  He stiffened.  He was growing.  His

already huge shoulders went from bowling ball size to basketball.  Wider

and wider they grew.  His arms from softballs to bowling balls.  As they

flexed they hit amazing peaks of striated muscle.  It was incredible to

watch.  He was becoming much larger than I could have imagined.  His

beautiful body was becoming freakishly huge.  His pecs were soon even

broader and very very thick.  His neck was as big as some normal guy's

legs and his traps pushed up toward the side of his head.  His already

ripped abs became so tight I can't describe it and I swear his waist was

smaller.  His torso was showing off muscle even I had never seen.  He

kept growing for a long time.  His thighs were like a relief map of

human, or is that inhuman, muscle.  His skin while beautifully tan was

now paper thin. Every muscle was as if etched in marble and while had be

slightly hairy before, now he was completely smooth.  When I say

completely, I mean completely.  His once hairy crotch was now almost

void of hair.  His pits had only a slight covering. His dick was

enormous. It was almost as big as mine and just as thick.  The only

difference was that where mine was veiny his was completely smooth. 

Like an alabaster pole with a crimson knob.  And it was throbbing with

each breath, each heart beat.  I couldn't resist and covered that

magnificent pole with my mouth. He began thrusting and soon his huge

pole was buried deep in my throat.  I was stunned when I felt his nuts

slam into my chin. I never thought I could take all of that amazing

dick.  His pumping became frantic and out of control. I could feel his

huge dick swell another size larger and then I was rewarded with the

most cum I had ever felt, running, no shooting down my throat. Jake's

entire body was thrusting that load, and I drank as much as I could

get.  He was incredible.



As he pulled out and I began to breathe again, I felt dizzy, stunned.  I

noticed that for the first time, since my original growth, I felt full. 

Satisfied and incredibly relaxed. I felt like I could take on the

world.  Like I was the baddest, biggest, mother-fucker, every to walk on

the planet.  I was charged with nuclear power and I wanted more than

anything to just fuck and be fucked. The gleam in my eye must have

looked a bit frightening to Jake as he stood up and moved a step back. 

I just smiled and said, "Man, that was the most unbelievable cumload

ever. Let's find Steve and get you something to eat."  He just shook his

head and said "Yeah, I'm starving." He was now also incredibly

beautiful. Jake stood now about 6'9" and had to go at least 400lbs.  He

tried to pull his shorts back on and gave up when they wouldn't come up

past his thighs. He just ripped them to pieces and let them drop to the

floor.  He pulled me to him and we stood there kissing, tongues lashing,

pushing deeper until I felt his cock rising again.  He released me,

slapped me on the ass and just purred, "Thanks big guy, let's eat."



I followed Jake to the kitchen, getting hornier with his every step. 

His butt looked like two hard basketballs squeezing each other for room.

His back was a rippling road map of muscle and his legs, well his legs

were so large and powerful he had to do that bodybuilder

swing-the-leg-around walk. It was so sexy I felt like just grabbing him

and chowing down.  When we got to the kitchen, Jake motioned me to look

over his shoulder into the Dining room, there was Steve finishing off

the last couple bites of food.  The table was completely bare. He just

looked up and his face turned red with embarrassment.  He grinned

sheepishly and said, "Sorry guys, I was just so hungry I couldn't

stop."  Jake started to get angry, his grip on the door jam tightened

and it splintered with a loud crack startling all of us. I stepped in

saying that it was OK and we'd find something else to ease the hunger. 

Jake was stunned and just stared at his hand. Steve was falling all over

himself apologizing as he followed Jake and I back into the kitchen. 

Steve looked even bigger.  Jake went over to the fridge and very gently

pulled it open, as if he were not sure of his own strength anymore.  He

reached in and grabbed a gallon of milk and up ended it, sucking the

entire gallon down in just a few gulps.  He turned to Steve and I and

said, "Sorry guys, but I only cook once per meal, so it's everyone for

himself." He the broke into a big grin and started laughing saying, "God

this feels good."  I looked around and then realized that he was

laughing at the site of all of us.  He had milk all over his chest,

Steve had food all tangled in his hair and on his face and I had the

mother of all hardons just swaying in the breeze and all of us were

completely naked.  We were a sight.  All three of us attacked the fridge

and the pantry and stuffed ourselves silly.  There was very little in

the way of food left in the house when we were done.  Jake ate more than

either Steve or I and was still hungry and these two were still visibly

throbbing with growth.


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The Journal - Day 1 - continued...





Jake said he wanted to see this muscle, flexing his arms into the most

amazingly peaked double biceps pose I'd ever seen, and we should go down

to his gym and see what we could get into.  Steve was amazed at how much

larger Jake was, and said that I looked bigger too.  All three of us had

relaxed by then and were not starving. I felt fine and was hoping this

satisfied feeling would continue.  Once we got to the basement gym, I

started mixing all of us some supplement drinks and we each had a mug

full as we moved around the gym.  Steve was standing flexing his huge

arms, shoulders so broad he had to turn to get through the door and pecs

that looks more like furry half moons. Steve was the epitome of a hairy

muscle stud.  Jake on the other hand had almost no hair at all, but he

didn't care. He said he'd probably shave off what was left because he

loved the way his smooth skin felt next to my own hairy muscle.  He was

finding out that there wasn't a weight in his gym that he couldn't

lift.  He loaded up an olympic bar that he used for squats with 1200lbs.

Stood under it like it might be heavy and squatted.  I was right there

and after he pressed it back up on the rack, he turned to me and planted

a kiss on me that I'll never forget.  When he had pulled off of me he

said, "I just can't believe how fucking strong I feel."  I smiled, very

contented, and said "Baby, you ain't felt nothing yet." I turned and

grabbed the bar with one hand, pressed it off the rack, lowered it and

did one arm curls.  After about 20 reps I switched hands and did another

20. Jake was standing there with his mouth open and his huge cock

rising.  I then looked over at Steve, who had been watching us, and

winked.  Giving him a "watch this" look.  I walked over, standing right

in front of Jake and flexed both arms as tight as I could.  His cock

went to full mast so fast it bounced off of his rock hard abs with a

slap. I just smiled and said, "I told you once today that I could find a

good use for that open mouth, and I still can."  Steve broke out

laughing and he got us all going. We were soon all flexing and pumping

and feeling and swelling. Before long it was very evident that we were

all very very horny.



Jake grabbed Steve, taking him unawares and scooped him up in his huge

arms, looked over his shoulder and said, "follow me big guy." He bounded

up the stairs across the living room and up another flight to his

bedroom.  I was not a step behind when he suddenly stopped at the foot

of his bed, unfortunately, I didn't realize he was stopping and, well, I

didn't.  I ended up bowling them over and all three of us ended up in a

mass of muscle on the bed.  Steve pulled out from under Jake and I and

pulled us both apart. Then he started kissing us, first me then Jake,

then back to me, then back to Jake, his tongue was all over us. It was

going to be a good night.



I was laying spread eagle on the bed between the two largest, strongest,

most beautiful examples of manhood I could have wished for and they were

now both working on my cock. Jake had the head shoved so far down his

throat I thought there was no way he could possibly breathe and Steve

was taking my balls in his mouth and finger fucking my ass.  I was truly

in heaven. Or so I thought.  Then it got even better.  Steve got up to

three of his huge fingers working and stretching my ass and playing with

my prostate and Jake had turned into Mr. Hoover.  I had no idea what

would happen if he sucked down another load of my cum... would he become

even bigger?  Would he explode?  Would his body rip itself apart trying

to grow?  All I knew was that I wasn't going to let that happen.  I was

quickly falling for both of these guys and I wasn't going to let

anything happen to either of them.  I could feel myself getting close

and did not want to cum yet, so I reached down and grabbed Jake by the

head and pulled him up to my face and kissed him.  I could taste my own

precum as our tongues wrestled and he started squeezing my pecs,

pinching my nipples and sucking my tongue. My hands were all over his

incredible body pressing his into mine.  I could feel the pulse of his

heart and it was racing.  His hard cock was pressed against my thigh and

I found his hard, round incredible ass and forced my hand between is

cheeks.  Oh, God how hot, how tight, I had to have him. I removed my

hand and gently lifted his head from mine and pleaded, "Please, Jake,

let me fuck you?"  He could hear the need in my voice and smiled like a

cheshire cat.  Meanwhile, Steve was loosing no ground once Jake had move

off my cock, he was on it with abandon, still working my ass as he now

had a fourth finger in and was working on getting the thumb in there

too.  I looked down at his incredible body, hair flowing all over me and

said, "Steve, I want you to fuck me while I fuck Jake."  He sat up on

his knees, reached down between his massive thighs and grabbed his cock

with a look of 'you want a piece of this' and I came right out with,

"yes, I want it all, fuck me big man."  It was like whatever I wanted

these two enormous studs were more than happy to please.  Steve nearly

bounced right off the bed as he jumped to get on all fours and I

suggested that we may want to do this on the floor as the bed may not be

able to handle all three of us humping hard.  Jake agreed and assumed a

position of resting his hands and chest on the bed with is knees on the

floor. I was right behind him.  You would not believe the sight, his

back rippled with bulging muscle, no pro ever had cuts like his,  as I

position my huge cock, his glutes were flexing and unflexing and his

hamstrings looked like huge cables.  I reached around and stroked his

cock, squeezing this incredible shaft and pressed the head of my cock

against his perfect pink pucker. Steve was behind me and I could feel

his body pressed into mine.  His huge hairy chest rubbing against my

back and his hands were still busy in my hole.  I pressed forward,

slowly, not wanting to hurt Jake with my huge pole and I couldn't

believe how hot and tight he was.  I applied a little more pressure and

his ass opened up and my cock slid in so fast and easy that I fell

forward onto him.  He gasped and then growled like an animal. Such was

his pleasure. Moving so fast had dislodged Steve's hand from my ass, but

he quickly moved in to start working me again. Jake was amazing, it was

as if his ass was custom made for my cock.  It was firm and tight, and

hot and felt like a satin vice. I moved in and out just a bit and he

moaned loudly.  I motioned for Steve to get into me and he started to

inch forward.  I could feel the hot head of his huge cock pressing

against me, I was a little worried that I couldn't take all of him, but

soon he was buried to the hilt and grinding in me.  Now I was truly in

heaven. I turned my head around and Steve attacked me with a passionate

kiss.  I looked him in the eye and said "fuck me, fuck me hard buddy." 

He started slamming into me with his new huge cock and I was in

paradise. I was also buried to the hilt in Jake who was squirming his

ass from side to side and once Steve got into a butt slamming rhythm, I

start slamming into Jake.  We must have gone on like that for almost

half an hour when I felt Jake shutter and the dominoes were falling. 

Jake reared up and threw his head back and came all over the bed and the

far wall, I lost it and started shooting deep inside of him. After a few

shots, I pulled out and shot a few more times on the bed and floor.

Steve screamed an filled me more than I had ever been filled.  Then he

too pulled out and blasted the back of my head with a shot or two.



We collapsed into a heap of sweating,  cum covered muscle all over

Jake's bed. We lay there for a few minutes just breathing heavy and

basking in what was, for me at least, the most incredible sex of my

life.  Finally Jake said, "Would you two get off of me you weigh a

ton?"  Steve and I burst out laughing and we crawled up to lay on either

side of this blond giant.  I had to chuckle because we looked like some

kind of oreo cookie.  Steve and I with our dark hair and skin and Jake

with the blond shaved look. We were content to just lay there and bask

in the milk our cookie was dipped in. There was cum all over the room.



After the three of us showered, (there was no way that we could fit in

the show together), Jake showed us to another bedroom.  We had pretty

much trashed his room and especially his bed. At first I thought it was

time for round two, but the look on Steve's and Jake's faces said they

were just done in.  I felt fine, but I guess they were still getting

used to their new bodies and I had had mine for a whole day.  We did

decide to sleep together, not wanting to be parted.  Jake laid down on

one side of me and Steve on the other and both of these super men were

soon curled up in my huge arms using them for pillows.  I have to say

that, looking back, I was never so happy in my life.  Their deep

breathing soon lulled me to sleep and the first day of my journey is

over.

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The Journal - Day Two



I woke early the next morning and glanced at the clock on the night

stand. Five o'clock and I was wide awake.  I've never been a morning

person, but evidently my body was ready to begin the day.  I had to piss

and the giant morning hardon was staring me in the face, almost

literally.  My cock was so big that it stretched up and over my

mountainous abs and the head rested in between the beginnings of my huge

pecs.  I flexed it a time or two and it slapped against my gut with a

deep thwack.  My feet were hanging over the bottom of the bed and I

surmised that I must have grown some again. I flexed my thighs, just to

see them bounce and they actually shoved against Steve and Jake away

slightly.  I thought surely it would wake my giant bed mates, but they

were evidently sleeping deeply. I moved them off of me as gently as I

could and slid toward the bottom of the bed.  Standing and looking back

at them, they were truly the most beautiful men I had ever known.  Steve

looked to be at least 7'2" and around 380lbs. with all his manly hair in

just the right places.  His huge cock, at least 15" was standing

straight up as he slept on his back.  It was waiving with each breath

and looking perfect.  Jake must have gotten to 7' over night and looked

a little shorter than, but much broader than Steve, maybe 425lbs, his dick

was no smaller but even more perfectly beautiful as it was completely

smooth, where Steve's was uncut and veiny.  He lay on his side and had

one hand wrapped around it protectively.



I stood there just watching them sleep for a moment, before the urgent

need to piss returned and I headed for the bathroom.  I must have pissed

for about five minutes, gave myself a few shakes and decided not to take

a shower as I might wake the boys.  I headed down to the gym to see how

much more I had grown overnight,  as the bathroom mirrors had left alot

to be desired.  As I descended the stairs I heard the breathing and

grunts of someone working out hard.  I knew Jake and Steve were still

asleep, so I

wondered who this could be.  As I slowly entered the gym I peered around

the door and what I saw sent an electric shock to my cock.



He was huge, he was black and he was beautiful.  Laying on the bench

doing heavy incline presses with his chest heaving and his skin

glistening he was incredible.  I could tell from his face he was young,

much too young to be so huge.  He had to be at least 240lbs, all beef.

He was too into his workout to notice me enter, but as I approached he

placed the bar back on the rack and stared.  Lying down the way he was

it was difficult to tell how tall he was, but he must have been about

5'11" or 6'.  He had on tiny red workout shorts that left nothing to the

imagination.  He was well hung and as he sat up I could see the full

outline of a semi-erect cock being held a bay by a jock obviously

straining with its load.   He hadn't said a word but his eyes were wide

like a deer in the headlights.  His body was almost completely hairless,

he even shaved his head. He had a broad, square deeply chiseled chest

with large nipples and brick like abs to die for.  His legs were huge

and flared. He was well cut showing each muscle with deep separation and

his arms were more than large.  Pumped mountains hanging from his

amazingly wide shoulders. His eyes were a liquid brown with golden

flecks and as I got closer they, if not his lips, smiled at me.  When I

reached the end of the bench, he went to get up and I motioned him to

stay right where he was.  He seemed to smile as if to ask what I was

doing there buck naked.



"Hi, I'm Geoff." I offered as a way of greeting.  His hand shot up,

reaching for mine and he just said, "Troy." I told him he looked

fantastic and whatever he was doing, was surely working.  Then he smiled

and my heart stopped.  Here I was, probably twice his size,

complementing his form. I already had him figured for the silent type,

then the floodgate opened and he explained that he was just about a year

out of high school and Jake had met him at the gym downtown when he was

only 13 and had taken him under his wing, so to speak and told him that

he could workout here any time he wanted. Jake had, obviously, provided

him with everything he needed to progress.  He worked 7pm-3am so coming

here to workout after work really was great.  He just kept on talking,

but I wasn't really listening. His voice was deep, very deep, and smooth

as silk. Then he shocked my socks off. He finally said, "my god, you're

huge."  Without another word, he reached out and grabbed my steel hard

cock and began to stroke it. I hadn't even noticed that I had gotten

hard, just from listening to this kid.  I let out a loud moan and he

smiled again.  I could see the bulge in his own shorts growing and

helped him remove them.  He had at least a 10" cock.  Jake definitely

knew how to spot potential.  It as amazingly proportioned, long but not

too thick.  The head flared and was bright burnished red. Now he was

licking my piss slit and I was about to loose it. I wanted to hold back

so he could have the full effect of what he was about to become. If,

that is, I was still producing supercum?. I pulled away from him and

reached down and picked him up like he weighed nothing.  Carried him

over to a wrestling mat and laid him down.  He again reached for my cock

and I grabbed his hand and just said, "Not yet."   Troy looked

disappointed until I reached down and spread his legs. I licked my way

from his perfect diamond shaped calves up to his amazingly large balls.

The smell of his funky sweaty crotch was driving me mad and I took all

of his cock in one swallow. He gasped and grabbed my head.  Troy was now

fully hard had swelled up to about a foot long and much thicker. I

thought he would loose it immediately, but he held on and I started to

really work his fine tool.  He began running his hands over my shoulders

and arms.  I could feel the cum just building in my balls and quickly

moved to 69, pushing my dripping cock into his hot mouth.  He sucked

hard and I knew I wouldn't last much longer.  He could only take a few

inches of my fat rod, but he more than made up for it in effort.  I

started thrusting into his mouth and he was deep in mine.  He lost it

first and shot load after load down my throat.  I wasn't far behind and

thrust hard into his hungry mouth and came.  His lips were so tightly

fitted around the head of my swelling cock, that he had no choice, but

to swallow or drown.  He swallowed and swallowed and I kept on cumming. 

It was intense to say the least.  I was rewarded by another shot of Troy

juice just as I finished.  We lay there at peace for a second or two and

then Troy was pushing me out of the way and doubling over in pain.  It

looked even more intense than when Steve had transformed, but Troy was

bigger to start with and I hoped he would be bigger to end with as well.



I didn't have long to wait as he started growing almost immediately. 

His breath was ragged and his eyes were bugging out.  He just stared at

me and I walked over to the bar and started mixing protein drinks.  I

filled up every jug and picture I could find and carried them over to

the mat.  He was already up at least 50 lbs by the time I got back and

he was still growing.  His body just seemed to be swelling, larger and

larger, keeping in his perfect proportion.  The first thing I noticed

was his cock, it as at least 16" and still swelling and rock hard.  His

already chiseled abs were swelling into bricks..no more like

cobblestones, and his chest just kept getting thicker and thicker. His

cleavage was quickly turning into a striated crevasse. His pecs were so

broad, his chest looked steel plated.   His shoulders were already so

wide and huge that he would have trouble with regular doors and his legs

were gigantic. At least 40" and still swelling.  He started trying to

talk, between his panting breaths, and just said, "Hungry." It was

almost a growl.  I put the first jug to his lips and he grabbed it and

sucked it down so fast, I couldn't believe it. He was sweating like a

mad man and between swallows he was panting for air.  The second jug of

protein drink went just as fast and he just kept on drinking and

growing.  As I watched him lift the jugs to his lips, I could see the

completeness of his growth.  His arms must have been at least 30" around

and he had to have at least a 25" neck, traps that pushed at the side of

his head and a back so rippled with thick and sinewy muscle it looked

like snakes playing under his ebony skin.  Still growing.  When he

emptied the last of the juice he stood up. I almost couldn't believe my

eyes.  Here was an 18 year old, at least 500lb, 7'6" superman with a 20"

cock. that had a smile from ear to ear.  He was looking me straight in

the eye. It was amazing, neither Jake or Steve had matched me in size,

but Troy did, almost pound for pound and this after I had grown for a

full day.



I could not believe it when he spoke, his voice was even deeper than

before. He looked at me, then at himself in the mirror and said, "Man,

this is fucking hot." Almost a tiger purring. And then over and over as

he posed like a pro, "I can't believe it, I can't fucking believe it.

I've dreamed of this all my life." As he posed, every muscle was in bold

relief.  His biceps were so peaked and striated, there was no way he

even looked human. His arms were bigger than most peoples heads and his

legs looked bigger than tree trunks.  But, his most impressive feature

was his ass. I couldn't believe how tight his ass looked.  It was cut

and striated and hard and square and looked like a couple of raging

beasts fighting under his skin as he flexed and flexed. I was so hard,

just watching this incredible stud, I couldn't help myself and I walked

up behind him and pressed my cock up along his crack and  back and press

my balls under his butt.  I thought I would shoot right there and then,

he wasn't just hot looking, but was incredibly hot.  As I pressed my

chest into his bulging back, I could feel his heat his body.  It was hot

like a fever..   He just kept flexing. I could feel his hard muscle

flexing against mine. His incredible glutes were squeezing my balls.  I

could barely reach around him, he was so huge.  When he lifted his arms

for a double-bicep pose, I slipped my hands around him and reached for

his pecs.  It was electric.  His skin was completely smooth, no hair at

all.  I grabbed his nipples which were huge and hard and his mantra

stopped and a moan to give the dead a hardon escaped his lips.  I could

feel his purring all through the length of his body.  He surprised me

again, quickly turning around, his fat cock slapped against my thigh and

his huge hands grabbed either side of my head and he pulled my lips to

his.  I swear the electric was on full voltage as our tongues wrestled

and he ended up sucking mine into his mouth.  He started to ease down my

body, but I caught him under his arms and lifted him for another kiss,

and so I could go down on his magnificent cock. I wanted his first super

cum all to myself. Knowing how it would make me feel, but more than

that, to give him all the pleasure I could.  With our bodies pressed

tightly together, I slipped down his sweaty torso, sucking and biting

all the way.  He was close to loosing it.  I barely got the head of his

incredible tool in my mouth and he let go with an unbelievable amount of

spray.  Even I had a hard time coping with such an abundance, but I

managed I kept on sucking after he stopped cumming, his moans were

louder now and he was thrusting even harder. I could feel his cock

swelling again and soon I was rewarded with another load of his tasty

spunk. Again, I was in a haze of satisfaction. My body began to feel

warm all over and I knew then that while others might grow from my cum,

the only way I was truly satisfied was swallowing their loads.  He

reached down and hauled me to my feet, as if I weighed nothing and again

plunged his talented tongue into my mouth. Only now, he was again

tilting his head back and looking up at me.  Their cum must also be

making me grow.  His hands were all over me, feeling every muscle

pressing his body tighter and tighter against my own.  My cock was still

hard and leaking precum everywhere.  Troy began rubbing his body against

mine, literally jerking me off with his body.  I was ready to explode

when he stopped suddenly, stepped back and turned around, got down on

all fours  and squeezed and relaxed his gluteus.  Who was I to refuse?  

But, I wanted to see his face so I picked him up and carried him over to

the bench.  For the first time I got a good look at his amazingly small

hole.  He grabbed is ankles and pulled his legs wide and said, "fuck

me."  I wasted no more time and plunged into him.  Forcing my cock

deeper and deeper, I knew I wouldn't last long.  He was so tight and

hot.  He showed now signs of pain, so I thrust in the last 8" all at

once.  My balls hit his ass with a thwack and I pressed my mouth down to

his and kissed him as I ground my spewing cock inside of his tight

hole.  I couldn't' stop.  I was again loosing control of my lust and

just lifted myself up and started driving into him, hard and fast.

Faster and faster. He was grunting now with each thrust and humping back

at me. His ass tightened even further and I watched as an arch of cum

shot out of his cock and splattered against the wall.  He shot at least

5 shots against the wall and another 5 or 6 hit him square in the face. 

His whole body was flexed tight.  Ripples of muscle and incredibly deep

striations all over.  Even his neck was flexed.  I blew again and cum

was soon gushing out of his ass, running down the bench and puddling on

the floor.



I collapsed on top of him and he just wrapped his huge arms around me

and held me, both of us panting so hard I wondered if there was enough

air in the room to satisfy us.  He licked my ear and said, "Geoff, you

can work out with me anytime" and we both laughed so hard we fell off of

the bench.  He showed me where the gym showers were and as we showered

and washed each other, I explained the whole story to him.  The

explosion, the scene at Jake's Gym, Steve turning into a super hairy

muscle stud, Jake's incredible smooth golden mega bod and then we

decided to go up an wake the boys with a cum shower.  He couldn't wait

to see Jake.  Evidently, Jake was more than just his muscle mentor.  We

dried each other off and Troy told me he was glad he didn't have to work

today.  I was glad I woke up early enough to find him still working out.

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The Journal (Part 7)

The Journal - Day 2 - continued..



We decided that we were both pretty hungry and had better load up for

the sleeping beauties, so we mixed up some more supplements and downed a

few dozen protein tablets and Troy started posing again.  Flexing those

huge biceps was just getting me in the mood for our little prank.  I

joined him flexing, but he was a pro.  Even giving me pointers and I

asked if he had competed.  He just laughed and said, "Yeah, I'm the teen

state heavyweight runner up." I just shook my head and said, "Not any

more. You are the champ in my book." We both laughed and headed up

stairs.  I peeked in and as we suspected, both Steve and Jake were still

fast asleep.  Standing at the foot of the bed, I reached down and

grabbed Troy's semi-hard cock and whispered, "Man, I just love your

cock." Troy smiled and grabbed mine, smiling to say he felt the same. He

whispered "I can't believe how big Jake looks."  Then he just stared at

the sleeping giants as if to memorize every detail, all the while his

firm grip on my dick never faltered.  His rod was now full hard and we

were both leaking precum to the point of dripping.  With my other hand I

stroked his mega arm.  His forearm looked like a ham wrapped with steel

cables. He flexed it for me and veins bulging everywhere you looked. 

His upper arm was now in constant tension as he stroked. His cock was

swelling even more and beginning to feel like hot steel as he got

closer. I know I was about to loose it and leaned over and kissed him on

the cheek.  His head snapped around and soon our faces were locked. My

cock pointed directly at Steve and Troy's pointed at Jake.  It soon

became too much and we shot. Ribbons of cum were hitting the guys in the

face, on the chest on their legs on the cocks...everywhere.  Jake opened

his eyes first then Steve lifted his hand and scooping my cum off of his

chest, licked it clean. Jake smiled and said, "I see you've met Troy." 

After the introductions were done. Troy and I looked at each other,

smiled dove on top of them, causing the bed to break and all of us ended

piled on the floor.



Jake grabbed Troy and started stroking his hard, defined, incredibly

smooth muscles.  I could see in his eyes that he was in full lust for

this young super stud. At that point I lost track of those two because

Steve was chewing on my left nipple and all I wanted was more.  Steve

rolled me on to my back and slid up my body until we were crushing our

mouths together and tongue wrestling like hungry lizards.  As he ground

his cock against mine, I could feel every bulge of his massive frame. 

His huge arms wrapped around me tightly and his hairy thighs pressed

against my own.  Then he pulled his mouth from my own and licked the

sweat from my face.  He then whispered, almost a growl and yet a plea,

"Please, Geoff, make me bigger."  He pulled up then and looked me

straight in the eyes.  He was so beautiful, his sandy brown hair now

fell past his shoulders and down his back,  framing those electric green

eyes, that danced and sparkled like they had a life of their own. I

smiled, "Buddy, if you want it, you know how to get it." and I flexed my

cock against his for emphasis.  He moved so quickly, I could almost feel

a breeze.  His mouth clamped over the head of my massive rod and his

tongue was like a pleasure machine.  It swirled around the head and dove

into my slit, I had to concentrate so as not to loose it too quickly.  I

was holding my own until he did, what I would have considered

impossible, and taking a deep breath, plunged his mouth down over my

enormous shaft.  I could soon feel is nose buried in my hairy crotch and

my cock being massaged by his powerful throat.  I knew I was going to

loose it when he abruptly pulled off, panting for air.  Steve stood up,

and I was shocked.  His body was dripping with sweat and he was panting

like a marathoner at the end of the race.  He smiled and said, "I don't

want you to cum yet. I want this to be your biggest load ever and make

me into a monster." There was no denying him anything, and I loved it.

Here was the most beautiful hairy man, I've every known and he was

begging for more of me.  He lifted me to my feet and then grabbed my

cock and led me from the room.  As we were leaving, I looked over at

Troy and Jake just in time to see Troy's massive black pole sliding

effortlessly into Jake's tight ass.  I knew from experience that Troy

was going to have the fuck of his life.



Steve led me down to the gym and walked over to the bar.  My balls were

now aching for release and precum was drooling down the shaft and

dripping off of my balls. Steve pulled me close and kissed me again and

said again, "I want all you have to give, but I want to be ready, this

time." He grabbed a couple of bottles of liquid supplements, that I

hadn't noticed before, from behind the bar and, still stroking my cock

with one hand, he raised the bottle to his lips and swallowed the

contents.   Then he grabbed the other bottle and placed it at my lips

and said "drink". I sucked it down completely.  The he drank another and

said, "I think, I'm ready, how about you big guy?"  I had to ask,

"Steve, are you sure you want to do this?" He smiled, never missing a

stroke on my ready to burst cock, "I've wanted this forever, the muscle,

the power, the sex, it's more than I ever fantisized..more than I ever

dreamed..Yes, to be as big and sexy as you, is what I want, more than

anything in the world."  He replaced his hand with his mouth and started

stroking my dick. Looking down on his broad shoulders, I could barely

imagine them even bigger, but I was too lost in the passion of the

moment to give it much thought.  If Steve wanted this, then so did I.  I

would give him all I could.  I lost all sense of time as he deep

throated me again and again.  He was all over me like a sucking machine.

His hands moved between my balls and my butt and as he played with my

twitching ass, I could feel myself loosing control.  He must have sensed

it as well, because he chose that instant to ram his finger up my hole

and immediately he found my prostate.  I could hold back no longer and

began to unload what felt like gallons of cum down his waiting throat. 

He sucked and I came and came and came.  I began to see stars, it was so

intense. Lost in the feeling. Who knows how much time passed?  I barely

noticed when Steve pulled, or rather fell off of me.   I looked down

just as he doubled over. I couldn't believe it. His hard rippled stomach

was actually distended he had swallowed so much cum that even his

powerful abs couldn't stay flat.  I was spent and knelt down next to

him, trying to keep him from hurting himself as he thrashed about,

bellowing in pain.  Just as quickly as it started, it stopped and his

body went completely ridged.  His gut was flat again and I guess he had

absorbed all of the power cum.  Then he began to shake, just a slight

tremor at first, then it was building to more forceful convulsions. 

Each convulsion seemed to cause him to get bigger.  His muscles were

thickening. Mighty pecs exploding with power.  His shoulders, already

larger that any bodybuilders, got even larger.  His neck was now thicker

and he was still growing.  His waist appeared to narrow or was it just

his torso getting larger and larger? His head was soon lifted off of the

floor by his expanding back.  His legs were getting thicker and huge

veins swelled all over his body.  His arms were amazing, huge as

basketballs, laying along side a torso that was still expanding.  His

calves were now so thick and cut that, had he still had his previous

thighs, they would have rubbed together with each step.  The process

seemed to be slowing,  His body hair was thicker than ever now and was

like a fur rug across his mountainous pecs and abs.  At first, it did

not appear that his cock was going to join in the growing, but just as I

noticed this it sprang to life and was immediately hard, throbbing,

swelling.  Easily now as large as Troy's and still swelling thicker and

longer.  The head was now as big as a fist and throbbing a deep purple,

slipping out of its cowl, begging for release. I barely closed my lips

on it and flicked it twice with my tongue and was rewarded with an

incredible load for the second time this morning.  His cock was

throbbing in my fists as I stroked and pulled, I wanted every drop he

had to give.  I drank and drank and was feeling more and more

satisfied.  I could feel it spreading out all over my body.  This was

far more intense than it had been with Troy or Jake.  I couldn't move. 

My mouth was clamped on the head of Steve's massive cock and could not

move.  When he was finally spent, I released and fell on top of him.  I

could feel his massive tree trunk thighs flexing against my pecs, but

still couldn't move.  The satiated feeling was stronger and stronger.  I

felt myself being lifted and realized that Steve was pulling me up along

his body, pressing my body into his.  He held me tight and I could feel

him swelling, but he had stopped, hadn't he?  Damn, it was me that was

swelling. He flipped me around like I weighed nothing so he was looking

in my eyes.  First, I could feel our massive pecs pressing into one

another and then our cocks pressing between two incredible sets of abs. 

As I swelled, Steve just started whispering and holding me against him. 

The incredible heat of our bodies was causing us both to sweat rivers. 

I could feel our bodies pulse with the last of the growth and I realized

that while our pecs were a matched set, my feet were lower than

Steve's.  I was again bigger.



After lying there for a few minutes, I knew Steve would be hungry, but

he made no motion to get up lest he push me onto the floor.   I stood up

rather off balance.  It was kind of like being drunk, but this drunk was

on muscle, sweat, sex and power.  I reached a hand toward Steve and he

looked up at me in awe.  That wondering gaze of a boy, looked completely

out of place on this incredible stud before me.  His hair was longer

than ever, reaching down his back to the incredibly swollen bubble

butt.  The hair on his chest was a little darker and it seemed to get

darker  as it worked it's way down his torso, to his nearly black hairy

crotch.   His cock hung almost to his knees and was so thick, you just

knew it couldn't be real.  His balls were the size of grapefruit and

hung down almost half the length of his cock.  Standing before me was

the epitome of the a male. Powerful beyond words to describe and sexual

beyond anything mortal.  Steve leaned into me and kissed me deeply.

Cupping his huge hand behind my head pressing gently to add more force

to the kiss.  He pulled away then and said, in a deep and drippingly

warm voice, "thank you, big guy."  He moved behind the bar and fixed us

both some shakes.  As he mixed, I looked over my body.  I was now even

more enormous than I could have imagined.  I was at least 7'11" tall and

had to weigh over 600lbs.  All muscle, except for the gargantuan piece

of meat that hung between my powerful thighs.  Even I was amazed as I

flexed in the mirrors.  My biceps flexed up as big as my head, and my

pecs were like boulders hanging hard and tight from shoulders and traps

that would never fit through a normal doors again.  My gut was so tight

and hard that my abs and obliques were in constant relief even when not

flexed.  Flexing my quads and hamstrings brought every vein in my legs

to the surface over incredible thick cables of muscle.  Steve walked

over and handed me a blender full of whatever concoction he had been

mixing and grabbing my ass, he said, "the view is just as incredible

from back here."  We chugged down Steve's mix and I felt I had to have

him.  Now.  



I grabbed his amazing hairy hard ass and squeezed with my huge hands.

Kneading it and rubbing my cock against his.  We were both hard and

dripping with precum.  He nuzzled my ear and tongued my neck and purred,

"Fuck me, baby, I want you."  Well it doesn't take a load of bricks to

get me going so I lifted him up, just as I had done to Jake the day

before, and lowered him onto the enormous head of my prick.  His weight

pushed him down along my shaft until we were completely locked

together.  He started squeezing my cock with his tight ass and I started

lifting him up, but he stopped me and grabbed on to my neck and began

pulling his body up and down my shaft.  His muscles were all flexing and

relaxing as he used the new power of his body to pleasure my swelling

cock.  Just then, his body was rocked with a tremor and he threw his

head back and started unloading all over me.  His cock shot creamy white

spunk all over my chest and face.  When his ass clamped down on the base

of my cock, I lost control and started thrusting with all the power I

could muster.  His body was trembling and I could feel the waves of

pleasure pulsing through him.  My load was building and I knew I was

going to explode, so I lifted him up until only the head of my cock was

still inside of his tight hole, and then dropped him.  As he slid down

my shaft, I lost it, blowing an incredible load deep inside of him.  He

collapsed against me and we were both sweating like pigs.  He threw his

arms around me and I walked toward the showers, with him still impaled

on my dick.  The warm water of the shower seemed to bring him around. 

He kissed my shoulder and my neck and rubbed his dick against my abs. I

could feel small shudders run through his body.



After a few minutes he lifted his head and kissed me. Then he comes out

with, "I hope the other guys aren't upset." "Why would they be?" I ask

him puzzled.  "Because that was the last of the supplements we just

finished and we'll have to go for more."  I just smiled.  Well we'll

just have to go to town and stock up, I wonder if that cute Blond at the

sports shop was working today?



I lower Steve to the floor and wash him completely, he returns the favor

and after we dry off we head back up to see if the other two are

interested in a little trip to town.


The Journal - Part 8



Steve and I had some trouble fitting through doorways on the way back up

stairs to where we had earlier left Jake and Troy.  I mean, after all,

we had each just added about 20% to our size.  We both had to stoop and

turn sideways to fit through and at one point Steve gave me a shove to

'unstick' me, even though it was just playful.  When we finally reached

the bedroom, Jake and Troy were nowhere to be found, so I called out for

Jake and got an answering "down here" from the pool area. 



When we I arrived by the pool, it was like a scene from a movie.  The

air was the cool of a spring morning, but the water was warm, so there

was steam rising, making a sort of fog over the area.  I was just about

to call out again, when I heard Troy's moan and we followed that to the

jacuzzi.  Jake had his huge alabaster pole buried deep in Troy's hot

muscular butt, as Troy leaned over the side, bracing himself with his

long massive arms.  Two smooth massive muscle studs, just going at it

like there was no tomorrow.  Beautiful.  Steve put one hand on my

shoulder and looked up at me with those big green eyes, and I knew he

wanted to join our muscle bros in the water.  His huge nearly 20" cock

was rising and so my desire.  Then Troy lifted his head to look at us

and even with Jake going at him hard and heavy, he stood up and said

"Oh, my god!"  Jake momentarily disappeared behind Troy's giant frame

until Jake grabbed him by the back of the head and shoved him back into

his bent over position.  This forced Jake to shutter as Troy's ass

tightened and soon he was evidently creaming that ass with an amazing

load.  Troy's eyes were wide locked on us and evidently Steve and I were

a sight to behold.  As Jake collapsed on Troy's back, obviously spent,

Troy stood up again.  His cock was standing at attention and he lost it,

showering both Steve and I in ribbons of thick white spunk.



Steve started licking all of Troy's load from my chest.  But, feeling

that we needed to break this nonstop sex cycle for a moment, I grabbed

him and fell into the pool holding him tight.  He was not amused, and

tried to dunk me a few times when we resurfaced.  After a few minutes of

this water play we climbed out of the pool, just as Jake and Troy were

toweling off from their own version of water play.  We all sat down on

two facing lounge chairs and I could see immediately that Jake was more

than admiring the changes that Steve and I had gone through.  He reached

over and began to stroke my incredibly thick cabled thigh and I put my

hand over his and told him we needed to talk.  



"Jake, I'd love nothing more than to see just how big you could get, but

we're out of fuel.  There's no more supplements and very little food and

you'd be starving in no time."  He didn't seem surprised, just

disappointed.  He looked at me and then at Steve and smiled, "Well,

we'll just have to do something about that, won't we?"  Without another

word he got up and went in the house.  Troy then seemed to come alive. 

"Man, I can't believe how big you two are.  It's so hot.  Geoff you must

be eight feet tall?  And Steve, I can't imagine all that hair, but it

looks so sexy on you."  Steve was actually blushing a little.  I mean,

you have to remember, Troy was one nice stud before all of our

transformations started, and now was a monster of muscle, almost as big

as Steve.  I could tell that Steve was very taken with the huge black

man.  And none of us were really used to being so huge.  



I mean, take a minute here to see from our eyes.  Jake and Troy were

well muscled pumped up studs yesterday.  Used to all the attention that

it brings, but Steve and I were still just average guys in our minds

eye, but the outward appearance was giant fucking stud bears that were

now in a constant state of HORNY.  Takes a while for one's inner view to

adjust.



Troy was sitting across from Steve, just looking at him in lust.  Acting

almost shy.  The desire was hanging in the air thicker than the fog.  I

could hear Jake coming back, so I told them, "Why don't you guys go get

aquatinted, and Jake and I will work out how we're going to get more

food?"  Steve looked up at me and smiled and Troy didn't need to be told

twice.  They were up and disappearing into the fog, Troy leading Steve

by his instantly hard cock.  I hoped that Steve would enjoy his first

encounter with Troy as much as I had.



Jake came back and sat down just as the guys were disappearing, "Where

are they off to?"  "Just getting to know each other?  After all, you've

had Troy to yourself for years, and I think he want's to try some fur

for a change."  Jake just laughed and reached over and kissed me lightly

on the mouth.  "We're building quite a stable, aren't we?"  Jake

purred.  Now it was my turn to laugh, because I was just thinking the

exact same thing.  



Then Jake was all business.  "When the boys finish 'getting aquatinted',

I want you and Troy to go to town for the supplies.  I've got an idea

and if you agree, you won't have to worry about anything ever again." 

Well let me just say I was puzzled, but Jake went on, "I would like you

to stay here, with me.  I've always had this idea of turning this

place," he waived his huge paw at the house and surrounding woods, "into

a sort of haven for men like us.  Men who want to explore the

possibilities of muscle.  You know how I tried to mentor Troy and it was

working out beautifully, then you fall into my life and it's turned

upside down.  Fantasy becomes reality and I would like you to be part of

that reality."  I start to say something about him not being able to get

rid of me, but he stopped me with, "no, just let me finish, then you can

decide.  There are some other guys I'd like you to meet and grow if

that's still possible, and we could go out searching for guys that

really want this (for emphasis he throws a quick flex of his right arm,

sending the muscle there bouncing into a peak, a mountain is more like

it.  He goes on, "I don't know what the possibilities are or care if the

guys are like Troy, big to start out with, or just regular guys like you

were, as long as they want to push the limits.  And I want you to be a

part of it, well the major part really.  So what do you think?"  



I was astonished.  Jake had just verbalized a fantasy of my own, at

least a fantasy I'd been having since yesterday.  A small community of

studs.  Now that would be interesting.  He was just sitting there

with his amazing superman, freaky muscle, looking at me with eyes so

blue, I knew I could loose myself in them, and deny him nothing.  He had

this sad look on his face like I might say no.  And I knew if I didn't

answer soon, he was going to push the idea away.  I smiled then and told

him that it was a great idea, as long as we took it slow and did it

right.  I was really concerned about two things, who would choose the

guys and how do we keep everyone from finding out about what I could

do.  I got this immediate image in my head of being strapped to some cum

milking machine for the military to grow giant soldiers, and was

immediately wary.  Well, the smile on Jake's handsome face was all it

took to drive those fears away.  He said that he and I would decide if a

guy was really a size freak or wanted to be and candidate and that he would
doeeverything he could afford to keep our haven private.  Then he reached

over, grabbed the back of my head and kissed me.  It was as hard, deep

and passionate a kiss as I had ever received.  He pulled his body into

mine and pressed our bodies together.  Just as my dick was starting to

lengthen, he pulled off of me and stood up, smiling a wicked grin, and

said, "We'd better wait until you and Troy get back from town big guy." 

I knew he was right, but I wanted him.  He stood up, turned around and

said, "Follow me".  



We walked through the house to what I suppose was his office, it had a

large deep wooden desk and the wood paneling matched.  It was lined with

bookshelves with every kind of book you can imagine.  It also had a

computer set up behind the desk and Jake sat down and began punching up

some sort of finance program.  I heard the modem kick in and he started

typing away.  It was fun to watch him work on the standard sized

keyboard with his now huge pawlike hands, he adjusted quickly and soon

was keying rapidly.  I turned my attention to the bookshelves and saw

just about every bodybuilding book ever written. Many of them with the
bindings cracked or pages dog eared. One whole wall was lined with them, and
I knew then that Jake had been serious about'always' wanting to be a big
muscle stud.  Just as I was pulling downone of the books, Jake turns toward
me and says, "You are now a rich man, Geoff, I've transferred $100,000.00 to
your bank account and paid off everything I could find."  Your credit cards
should be here in a couple of days, and our new company is called Haven,
Inc.  My lawyers should have all the paperwork ready by Monday.  So what do
you think of that....partner?"  Again I was shocked and the look on my face
must havessaid it all.  He just leaned back in his desk chair with his hands

behind his head and biceps flexed and smiled like a cheshire cat.  I

told him it didn't feel right for him to just give me all that money,

and he replied that it was pocket change and after all I had given him,

it was nothing.  He said we would be equal partners in the new company

and as soon as I wanted, I could move in. 



Then he threw me the keys to the truck and his wallet and said that I

should fill up that truck with as many supplements as I could find, and

buy the stores out if I had to.  He said that I should just sign his name

and get anything I wanted.  I asked if he didn't want to just go along,

and he said that he wanted to get 'aquatinted' with Steve as I had been

hogging him all to myself.  He also wanted to let Steve in on our new

venture, if I thought he'd be interested.  Interested, damn, Steve would

probably give anything to be part of our scheme.  



Jake and I then hunted through his bedroom drawers and closets to find

clothing that would fit me and Troy for our little excursion to town. 

Several torn garments later we found a pair of stretch shorts that would

fit over my quads and a tank top that didn't rip as soon as I slipped it

over my chest.  I was still marveling at the sizes when Jake walked up

with something for Troy to try and said, "I'll be waiting to rip those

off of you as soon as you get back."  I told him, "Don't worry, by that

time I'll be so ready, they'll probably rip themselves to bits."



We found Troy and Steve just coming back into the house when we went

back downstairs, both looking flushed and dripping with pool water. 

They had evidently taken a dip after getting 'aquatinted' and were

looking for some towels.  We got them dried off and explained the

arrangements for the supply run.  Steve actually looked disappointed

that he wasn't going with me, until Jake reached behind him and grabbed

is ass.  Then they were off to the bedroom and Troy and I were off to

town. 





Getting into Jake's truck was an easier step up this time, but I had a

hard time squeezing behind the wheel.  Troy noticed and said I should

just let him drive.  So I threw him the keys and hopped into the

passenger seat and we were off.  Watching Troy's huge arms flex and pop

as he drove really had me going after a few minutes and I could feel my

shorts getting tighter in the crotch.  His huge cock was press tight

around from his crotch to his hip.  Our shoulders were so broad that

even with me hanging my right arm out of the window, our delts were

rubbing and squeezing together.  I was so hot by the time we got to the

sports shop that I thought I would explode.  Then I thought of the cute

guy who was there yesterday and I almost creamed my shorts.  I looked at

Troy and asked if he would help me with the clerk and maybe we could ask

him to join us for some fun.  He was more than willing as he knew just

who I was talking about.  The guys name was Mario and he had been a year

ahead of Troy in school.  "Mario, and he's a blond with killer blue

eyes?"  "Yeah," Troy returned, "his dad's cuban and his mom's swedish or

some such, and believe me he may get his hair and eyes from his mom, but

what hangs between his legs is all from dad.  I remember he used to be

one of the biggest guys in the locker room.  His dad is a huge guy, you

should meet him."  I'd have to remember that.



Troy pulled the truck around to the back of the store and backed it up

to the loading dock.  We slid out and I for one was happy to be out of

the cramped space.  I led the way around to the front of the store and

sure enough, there was Mario standing behind the counter.  He was very

hot looking in his skin tight shorts and muscle shirt, showing a well

defined chest and shoulders.  You could almost see his cute rippled abs

through the shirt.  His long dirty blond hair was pulled into a tail and

he took one look and me and said "Damn, man, you look even bigger than

you did yesterday.  What's your secret?"  I leaned on the counter, and

flexed a little for him and returned, "Do you really want to know?" 

"Hell yes, you are the biggest man I've ever seen."  Just then Troy

steps from behind me and also leans on the counter, "Hi Mario, remember

me?"  Mario's crotch is now showing signs of extreme arousal, "Troy?  My

God, you look incredible.  Your so huge.  How is this possible?"  Troy

was smiling from ear to ear, what with Mario almost drooling at his

body.  



"Mario," I said returning his attention to me, "we are in need of a

rather large order of supplements, probably all you have and all the

real large clothes you can find."  "Uh, sure, man, anything you want." 

I gave him Jake's credit card and we started picking out cases of

supplements and emptying clothes racks.  Mario then says, "There's some

more in the stockroom.  We just got a shipment of this new supplement in

this morning.  It's supposed to be the latest thing.  It's called

'Liquid Muscle,' and advertised as being very potent."  Troy smiled at

me and said, "We'll take it all."  Mario led us back through to the

stock room and as I entered, I noticed Troy locking the front door and

turning the sign to closed.  I just gave him a wink and turned back to

Mario.  Watching his cute tight little ass squeeze together as he

reached for a case of the supplements.  I walked up behind him and

pressed my body into his back and said, "Let me get that down for you." 

When he turned around, I noticed his cock stretching up beyond the

waistband of his shorts.  "Man, you must like what you see" I said

blatantly eyeing his cockhead.  He blushed and said, "Sorry, I just

can't help it with all this muscle in here."  "Please, can I touch it?"

he pleaded eyeing my chest.  I set the case down, stood back up and

stretched a little.  Then seeing the look in his eyes, almost

worshipful, I grabbed his hands in mine and pressed them into my hairy

mounds of pecs.  He started rubbing and Troy moved in behind him.  Soon

he was sandwiched between us and his face moved toward my chest.  His

tongue was hot and very wet as he licked my left pec all over as he

roamed my torso with his hands.  Troy reached down and ripped open the

case of liquid muscle and grabbed one container, tossed it to me and

then grabbed another for himself.  I downed mine and heard a muffled,

"That's supposed to be enough for two weeks," from my tongue boy.  Mario

had worked his way into my arm pit as I was drinking and was giving it a

royal going over, licking and biting.  I grabbed him by the ass with my

other hand and lifted him so I could rub our crotchs together.  He was

loosing it fast and I didn't want him to cum yet so I broke contact.  I

looked at Troy and told him to get another bottle of the liquid muscle

and give it to Mario.  He sneered at the taste at first, but then

proceeded to finish most of it before gagging and dropping the remainder

on the floor.  



Troy undressed, ripping his clothes off and Mario was soon stipped of

his shirt and shorts.  His body was amazingly tight and hard and his, at

least, 10" uncut very thick cock was drooling ribbons of precum.  He watched
in awe as I ripped my shirt down the chest and just left it hanging there
and said, "So, you're sure you want to know our secret?"  "Right now, I want

you, I want you bad" Mario said as he began to peel my shorts down. 

My giant cock was more than half hard as he took it into his hands.  He

was having a hard time balancing at the height of my cock, too short

when he stood, and too tall when he kneeled.  But Troy came to his

rescue, sliding his own huge dick between the boy's legs and lifting him

to the proper level.  Mario was too entranced with my cock to notice

right away when Troy wrapped his arms around the boy and began stroking

both their cocks together.  I motioned for him to take it slow because I

wanted Mario not to cum until after he had taken all of my load.  Mario

was amazing.  His hot tongue was completely wetting my crotch.  He slid

his mouth all over my huge cock, drinking up the precum that had begun

seeping out.  He stroked the length of it with both hands and then

started squeezing my balls.  The sensation and situation were really

getting me hot.  I looked down into Troy's deep brown eyes and let him

know I was almost ready to blow, when Mario began licking the huge head

of my dick.  I nodded to Troy and he reached up and pushed Mario's head

down on my throbbing cock.  It almost lifted him up with the force of

it's throbbing and then I blew.  I could feel this one from my toes to

my head and Mario was shocked as load after load forced it's way down

his throat.  I was still cumming when his whole body tensed and I knew

it had begun.



Troy held him tightly as I pulled my cock out of his mouth with a pop

and finished creaming, shooting my load all over their chests.  Mario

was just coming out of the pain when I regained myself and Troy had him

held firmly.  He had laid back on the floor with his huge cock still

stiffly standing between Mario's legs.  Mario's whole body shook and

convulsed and he fell silent.  We waited and finally it started.  He was

growing.  His beautifully firm pecs began swelling...steel plates should

look so solid, his shoulders broadened and thickened, deep striations

appeared and there was deep separation between his shoulder and his

swelling arms.  His beautiful firm legs began to swell and his already

tight abs began the thicken and separate.  I started to feed him the

supplements as he came around.  And his growth took off.  Troy's massive

frame was soon being at least mostly obscured by Mario's own phenomenal

development.  He drank hungrily and had finished his fifth bottle when

his growth seemed to subside.  His cock started stretching and

lengthening, getting huge, swelling thicker and thicker, like a loaf of

very brown french bread and his balls were soon the size of tennis

balls.  What little hair he had in his crotch was gone and he was

completely bare from the neck down.  Troy moved around and waived his

huge cock in Mario's face and soon it was deep in side unloading a huge

amount of cum down Mario's throat.  Mario's newly swollen cock was

twitching and swaying and I saw his balls ride up and I dropped on top

of him taking his now at least 18" rod down to the balls.  He thrust

once and unloaded stream after stream down my throat.  I could feel the

warmth spreading through my body and even though I didn't feel any

bigger, I did feel content, satisfied and warm all over.  Troy pulled

out of Mario's mouth and laid his huge softening cock between the new

bronze mountains that were Mario's pecs.  I was just laying there

between his huge thighs savoring the warm feeling as Troy got up and

started to help Mario to his feet.  He pulled him over to a mirror, "So

big guy, what do you think of our secret?"  Troy teased.



"Oh, god, Oh my god," was all Mario could come up with in his now very

deep and sexy voice.  Troy just chuckled as Mario posed.  He was

beautiful.  Bronze colored skin with no tan line in site, just squeezing

and flexing, mountains of muscle straining under is paper thin skin,

stumbling a few times like he was drunk.  Troy looked at me, "Was I that

out of it the when it was me?"  I just hugged him and purred, "Yes, baby,

you were, but you started out alot bigger and evidently could handle the

increased size more easily."  Mario finally turned around to us and said

how much he loved this, how he had wanted to get bigger, but that he

just couldn't seem to pack on size.  He walked over and kissed me.  Then

moved over to Troy and kissed him.  Passion was mounting in both of

them.  Soon they were both hard as proverbial steel rods and I pulled

them apart for a second.



With my arms around their shoulders I explained, "Guys I need to go by
my place and get a few things.  You two get the truck loaded and

whatever paperwork done and when I get back, we'll all (I was stroking

both their butts now) go back to Jake's and see what we can get into." 

They stopped and helped me find some clothes, a pair of sweats and a

muscle shirt that I had to rip down the chest halfway to get to fit, and

then they were back at it.  I pulled my hair back into a tail and found

a pair of sunglasses that fit.  I knew I had plenty of time to get to my

place and pack a few things.  I threw some of the liquid muscle in a gym

bag, in case I got hungry, and as I turned to leave saw that Troy had

already worked his enormous cock into Mario's golden ass and was pumping

like a madman in heat.  He defiantly liked top as well as bottom.  I just

smiled at my two beautiful studs and locked the door behind me.



The Journal by Braun1


Part 9



Walking to my apartment I definitely got stares and gasps. I mean these
sweats fit more like tights and my left thigh looked like I had stuffed a
fat salami donw there.  The shirt was so tight it may as well have been
painted on. It was only about noon so the streets were busy.  I saw two
fender benders, of which, I was most likely the cause.  I saw several people
that I knew, but none recognized me, who could, I was at least 4 times the
size I was before and didn't stop. I just kept walking, trying to stay to
the side streets so as to not cause any more wrecks.  I kept thinking about

Jake's idea.  It could turn out great, but it could also be dangerous. 

We'd have to be careful.  Too much publicity too soon and we'd have

every nut in the world at our doorstep.  Then, I thought, what the hell

we're the strongest guys in the world, if they can't take a joke, fuck'em.  



I got to my apartment and realized the keys were at Jake's in my duffle

bag. I swore a few times and then just reached down and turned the knob,

I knew it would wreck the door, but what the hell, I wasn't worried

about coming back. The knob just turned as if it were unlocked, but it

also came off in my hand as the door swung in.  I could barely squeeze

through the doorway and thought for a minute that I was going to have to

rip my way in, but I was able to squeeze through.  The place seemed so

small now.  My head kept bumping into light fixtures and getting through

the bedroom door proved impossible. I had never noticed that it was a
smaller doorway before.  So I just stood in the doorway and pressed my hands
outward on the frame and it splintered. The walls next to it gave way and I
could get through.  I packed a few things that held value, for me at least,
and stacked a couple bags in the living room.  I figured I could replace
everything else, my stereo was nice, but I'm sure Jake had a few and I was
never going to fit in any of my clothes again, so why bother.  Just as I was
picking up the bags to leave, there was a knock at my door.  Since I had
trashed the lock, it swung open and I got the shock of my life, there stood
Brad Phillips in all his glory. Pumped to the max, blond beauty of my
fantasies.  Man who could fuck til morning, if my dreams could be believed.
He was 6'3" of football stud with giant arms hanging from shoulders that
looked like he didn't need pads. He was wearing a White tee shirt and green
running shorts with white jogging shoes.  All of it set off his ever tan
skin and amazing legs.  I tried to remain cool, but it was Brad that was
stunned.  After all, here was this giant looking at him with lust written
all over his face.  Some guy standing in Geoff's apartment that was at least
twice his size.  



"Ah, is Geoff home, um, I mean this is his place, right?" Brad was

stammering, Mr. Self Confidence himself and he was shaking in his

boots.  I was thinking fast for once "Yeah, this is his place, he'll be

back in a minute, why not come in and wait for him short stuff."  I

could seem him bristle at this comment, but I was going to have some

fun, before I rammed my two foot cock up his perfect muscle bubble butt. 

And I was going to fuck him silly, that was already certain.  He caught

my attention again, "So, you a friend of Geoff's" "You could say that." 

He extended his hand to me, "Brad Phillips, nice to meet you." I grabbed

his hand only I didn't let go, his grip tightened, so I decided to

really play this out.  I gripped him tighter, just enough to see pain

start.  "Brad Phillips, huh.  The same Brad Philips that was making fun

of Geoff outside the field house, the same that wanted to know if he was

'enjoying the show' that Brad Philips?" I continued to squeeze his hand,

and he was so stunned by my menacing that he was turning white as a

ghost.  With my other hand I reach over and closed the door, squeezed

the door frame in from the side so there was no getting out and then

returned my attention to Brad.  He was definitely worried. So I decided

to turn it up another notch.  I grabbed his neck with the same hand I

had just crushed the door jam with and lifted him off of the ground and

slammed him against the wall, leaving his feet dangling.  He started

pleading, "Please, Please, you don't understand, he didn't understand.

Oh man, I just came here to see if he was OK. Please don't hurt me.

Please."  I threw him across the room, and stood over him trying to look

as menacing as I could muster.  Did he really want me to believe he was
concerned about a guy he barely said 'Hello' to. Here was this stud of my
dreams, totally within my control and I can't explain it, I loved it.  To
see this huge guy who wouldn't give me the time of day, just a couple of
day's ago. He was scared.  I thundered in my deepest tone, "Just what are
you talking about that I don't understand, Geoff told me what you

did..laughing at him with some cheerleader." He moved to one side and I

stamped my huge foot, shaking the floor for emphasis. "Don't move worm

and start talking, if you want to see tomorrow."  



Now he was truly rattled. He started spilling his guts, "I can't

believe, Geoff could believe that.  I was just teasing him in the gym

and the cheerleader is my sister and knows, ah, well she, ah, well she

knows, and what I said to her was that I thought he had a great ass." I

was stunned, no shocked. Well, well I thought.  Big Bad Brad the stud

thought I had a great ass, what does he think of what I've got now.  He

went on, "I heard this morning from a paramedic friend of mine, that he

was caught in the science lab blow up and came here to see if he was OK,

Oh god, please don't hurt me. Don't you see, I've got to find him.  It's

all my fault.  If that's what he thought.... then he ran away... Oh god,

no... Too late..I'm always too late". He was sobbing.  I reached down and he
shrank away from my hand. "Please, don't...."  I knelt down and grabbed hold
of his shoulders as gently as I could. Pulled him up to me and kissed his
tears. "Brad, it's OK, I won't hurt you. It's OK. Don't worry, everything is
fine now." He continued to try to get away from my grasp, but that was
unlikely as I had him in strength by about 20 times. He was still shaking
but was calming down.  I finally was able to let him go, but didn't want to.
My cock was raging hard and I wanted him, more than ever. I pulled his body

next to mine and pressed his chest into my cock. I thought "Brad, I want

you, I want to bury my cock so deep inside you we never come apart." But

I said, "I never wanted to hurt you."  He looked at me then, all over,

but when our eyes met, they locked. He got this puzzled look on his face

and asked again, "Who are you?" You look familiar, but I know I've never

seen anyone as big as you before. I'd remember if i had. Man you're so
fucking huge." 



I didn't know what to say.  I'd already told him Geoff wasn't here, but

after his revelation, I couldn't lie again.  Instead I stood up,

towering over him as he was kneeling on the floor.  I put myself between

him and the door and flexed. "You like this?" He was curious. "I always

wanted to be big. Big like you. For the last two years, I've watched

you, wanted you to notice me, knowing I didn't stand a chance." I could

see, the idea forming in his eyes.  "You were the big ladies man. King

stud of homecoming. Football hero.  I was just an underclass runner with

delusions of lust." The light bulb was going off I could see the

realization forming. Then I turned around and hit a back double biceps,
flexed every muscle in my back and  squeezed my glutes tight, splitting the
side seams of my sweats with a loud rip. "So, my campus heart throb, what do
you think of my ass now?" He stood up and I turned back around. By now my
cock was rock hard and oozing precum by the bucket.  What was left of my
sweats, quickly fell away revealing my enormous manhood.  Brad stood there
stunned.  His eyes were glued to my swaying cock.  He stared and started
stammering again, "Huh, Huh, Huh, How?...It can't be.. It's only been two
days...I can't believe it... Geoff? Is it really you??"  "Oh, it's me all
right, and I want you and am not taking any fucking 'no' for an answer" I
returned with a leering grin.  "But you're so big, I could never, I mean
I've never, you can't" and this look of fear came over his face.  Fear, but
also desire.  He kept staring at my cock, like it was some swaying cobra
only he was the one being hypnotized. So, he was a top that had never

bottomed. Things were about to change.  I took a step closer, "Go ahead,

touch it. It doesn't bite. I may, but it doesn't." He looked mesmerized.
Reaching out to touch it as though it was a hot poker, barely touching it,
then a little more.  I moved another step closer and it was poking him in
the gut.  I reached down and took off his shirt. His massive pecs rose and
fell with each breath. He reached out with both hands then and stroked my
massive rod.  I reached out and cupped his pecs with my hands and squeezed.
He was firm, but no match for the strength in  my hands.  I grabbed his
shoulders and then squeezed his huge biceps. Man, he was beautiful.  My dick
was now covering his abs with precum, but I wanted his ass.  Almost as soon
as he started to lick my cock, I picked him up and laid him flat on his back
on the kitchen table.  He begged, "No, please, you're too big." I reached
down, just as he had in my dream and picked him up, pressed his body into
mine and kissed him.  Deep and hard and my tongue was working overtime.  We
kissed for a long time.  Then I laid him back down and told him, "You are a
big guy, Brad, I know you can handle this." And I smacked my cock down on
his footlong rock hard dick and then moved it to his ass.  There was enough
precum to lube ten tight holes, so I knew he'd be OK.  I pressed slowly, and
he tried to squirm away across the table, I grabbed his thighs and pulled
him back and subsequently impaled him on my cock.  His scream, I'm sure,
could be heard for blocks, but no one came running. As I buried more and
more of my cock into him, I could see he wasn't going to last long.  After I
had gotten a little more than a foot in he was covered in sweat and his own

massive dick began shooting.  He splattered cum on his face and chest,

and still I plowed.  I knew it was OK when he started moaning, "Oh god yes,
oh yes, Geoff, fuck me, take me, harder, fuck meeeeeeee" and he shot again,
this time all over the table and floor.  I rammed the remaining foot of my
cock into him and he whimpered and was breathing raggedly.  Sweat ran off of
his chest and his abs were filling with it and his own cum, he was beating
the table with his arms.  I could feel my own load building, like it was
starting at my toes and going to shoot out of my head.  Waves of pleasure
were flooding my senses.  I couldn't hear. I could barely see.  I was going
to explode.  At the last moment, I grabbed the base of my cock and pulled
out of his hungry ass with a loud plop.  Precum ran out of his ass all over
the table, it was slick with our juices.  I grabbed Brad by the waist and
spun him around so his head was hanging over the end of the table.  He was
completely lost and I rammed my cock down his throat and exploded.  He
didn't even have to swallow, although he was.  I had never shot with such
force, before or since.  I was afraid for a second that he couldn't handle
the volume, but he was like a hungry animal, drinking every drop.  I pulled
out then and my spent dick slapped down between my thighs. 



Brad yelled as every muscle in his body seemed to contract at once, he

jerked back and forth so hard, I thought he'd break his neck.  Then he

was silent, calm and peaceful.  Beautiful.  His whole body tensed and it

started.  Man, I thought, I hope he's ready for this.  He began to

shiver and convulse.  And...grow.  The big boy was getting bigger and I

do mean bigger.  He may have been 260 lbs when he walked in, but was

soon passing 360 and getting taller.  His huge renowned arms were

turning into the size his legs had been just a few moments before.  I

reached for the duffle with the liquid muscle stuff in it and poured a

bottle down his throat.  He was still not really conscious but was

starting to come around. His shoulders were now hanging over the top of

the table and his knees were able to bend over the other end.  His steel

plated pecs were covered in blond fur.  It just kept getting thicker and

spreading up to his massive neck, down over his abs which were at least

three inches deep. His crotch was incredibly hairy and I watched as the

hair spread down his legs to his knees and then I could see no more. 

His thighs were becoming so thick that they now were obscuring that end

of the table.  Thick cables of muscle and bulging veins rippled under

his skin.  He drank two more bottles of the supplement and this time

reached up to wipe his mouth. I could tell he was coming around.  He

finished a fourth bottle and a fifth.  Enough to supplement a

bodybuilder for 10 weeks.  His mighty chest was heaving and with each

breath it seemed not to return to its original position.  The crevasse

between them just kept getting deep and deeper.  Fine striations rippled

with every flex.  His cock was also almost my size it had been thick as mine
and the mushroom head would have fed a family of four.  It looked like a one
eyed python and swelled to rock hard in a few seconds.  His balls were the
size of large oranges and I could literally see them churning.  I reached
down and stroked his cock, he smiled, and then I buried it down my throat.
I didn't know if I wanted to be bigger, but I wanted his cum. I reached down
and grabbed his balls, gave them each a squeeze and sucked harder than I
ever had before.  He exploded.  Huge floods (you couldn't call these shots)
of cum were blowing down my throat and then I passed out, completely
overwhelmed by the feeling. I woke after just a few minutes, with Brad
holding my head and stroking my face with a dish cloth.  I could feel his
hard cock pressing against the back of my head and he just looked down at me
an smiled. He leaned down and pulled my head up and kissed me, deep and
passionate. Then he again rested my head in is lap saying, "So, I guess
you're not really mad at me after all."


The Journal by Braun1

Part 10

I laid there with my head in Brad's lap for a little while.  He just kept
running his fingers through my hair and looking into my eyes.  I wonder what
he saw there?  What I saw made my heart open wide.  His beautiful blue eyes
sparkled and he looked so innocent.  His close cropped blond hair had grown
out to a funny cute page boy length.  The kind that gives you bangs. His
teeth were as white as snow as he smiled.  In a way he looked like a child.
Yet this was all man. His lips were thick and full and I just had to kiss
him again.  I then stood up and pulled him up with me pressing our bodies
together.  My head banged off the ceiling and his came up to about my chin.
I didn't matter though.  We were in another world.  Not a word was
exchanged, but we both knew each step, like we had done it for lifetimes.  

Brad was amazing, so incredibly handsome and now so huge.  He seemed to have
peaked at about 425lbs and 7'2" tall.  He kept running his hands across his
chest and down his abs, through his incredible blond body hair.  Squeezing
and feeling his muscles.  His pecs must have jutted out about 5" like a
shelf and the striations were easy to see, even with all that hair.  His abs
were a monumental eight pack. His shoulders were amazingly broad and each
movement of his hands caused them to flex and striate even more deeply.  His
hands were big, like Jake's paws.  His trademark arms were enormous.  There
are no other words to describe them.  Just take the most incredible biceps
and triceps you can imagine, cover them with splits and striations showing
every muscle fiber and double it and you might come close to imagining
Brad's.  His thick forearms looked like a couple of hams with steel cables
stretched over them.  His thighs were hard to see, from this angle, but I
could feel his immense new cock pressing against my own. 

Soon his hands left his body and he wrapped them around mine. He just stared
into my eyes saying, "Damn, Geoff, you're so fucking big. I'll bet you are
as much bigger than I am now, as I was bigger than you before, probably even
bigger. God this is hot. I can't believe I'm so horny." All I could do was
smile.  Pressing us together again and raising his mouth for a kiss.  His
strong hands soon found my ass and began working the muscle and crack.  He
began rubbing his hardening cock between my legs and pressing my cock up
along his massive torso.  I could feel his shaft sliding back and forth
beneath my balls and I was soon hard and leaking precum like there was no
tomorrow.  All this while, my tongue was captive in his mouth.  He purred
like a lion in heat and soon pulled away from the kiss, looked up into my
eyes again and said, "I still want that cute ass of yours."  Well he didn't
have to ask twice. I took his hand in mine and walked over to the living
room.  I just bent over and grabbed hold of the back of the couch, looked
over my shoulder at him and smiled.  Well he needed no more encouragement
either and knelt down and was soon tongue fucking my ass with abandon.  His
tongue and lips felt amazingly hot and wet as he worked my hairy crack and
slid in and out of my pucker.  He was very good at this, it was defiantly
not the first time for my fantasy man, and in just a few minutes I felt one
then two fingers.  I pleaded with him not to wait, just to fuck me. But he
just shook his head and with an evil smirk drove another finger in, grinding
away and licking my balls at the same time.  Then he had four in and was
pushing like he was trying to shove his hole hand in there.  And he was.  At
first I could believe there was any way he could get it in there, but he
sure seemed determined.  Sweat was beginning to run off of my back and down
across his hand, further lube for the job.  Then he growled and gave a
mighty push and it was in.  His whole fucking hand was in my ass and I
screamed. This was the first pain I had felt since my transformation and I
guess my ass snapped tight around his wrist because he was soon yelling as
well.  After what seemed like an eternity the pain subsided and he started
working it. In... out... and all around.  It was like he had it in to the
elbow, but having twisted my neck half off, I could see it was just up to
his wrist.  He just kept up the pressure and soon I could feel the writhing
of his cabled forearm and I knew he had rammed in almost to his elbow.  I
could soon feel is swelling, flexed bicep pressed against my asscheek and
knew he could go no further. The pressure was immense, but I could take it.
All I could think at the time, was man I wish he would fuck me.  He must
have known what I was thinking, because at that moment he pulled his arm out
and with all the force of his new improved body, he rammed is cock into me
to the hilt.  I groaned and moaned like I had been bodyslammed. His cock was
now every bit of 22" and thick as his wrist.  He ground his crotch against
my ass as he churned my guts like never before.  I felt his steel plated
furry chest press into my back and felt his teeth bite into my traps.  He
was an animal and wild with lust.  I couldn't imagine this was MY wild man.
He reached around my waist and began stroking my steel hard cock with both
hands, stroking in time to his thrusts, but then he pulled back and could no
longer reach around, so he grabbed hold of my hips and began mind numbing
thrusts with the entire length of his cock.  He pulled out until my ass
grabbed at his mushroom head and then pulling and pushing with his arms and
legs, sweat was running off both of us now and I could feel my own orgasm
building and I was wetting down the floor with precum.  I guess he sensed my
closeness because it was at that moment he drew all the way out of my ass,
leaving it for a second, feeling very empty.  Then he slammed back in,
pressed our bodies together tightly and grabbed my cock in a tight squeeze
and pulled.  I exploded all over the floor and couch and my ass snapped
shut. He screamed again and unloaded with a flood and I was filled with his
cream well past capacity and our cum mixed on the floor.  

Brad collapsed on my back with his softening dick still deep in me. Panting
and sweating we just stayed there letting the waves of pleasure wash over
us.  Finally, I could stand no more of that position so I eased him off of
me and onto the soaked couch.  It broke with the weight of both of us and I
started to chuckle.  Brad was still in a haze as I leaned over to kiss my
wild beast.  I licked the sweat from his face and when I reached his lips he
parted them for me to enter.  I pulled back and just looked at my animal,
even spent and covered with sweat and cum he looked beautiful. 

Just then the phone rang, I didn't want to move, but since Mario had my
number from my previous visit to the shop and I knew I had taken longer than
anticipated, I grabbed it.  It was the Troy and was wondering what was
taking so long.  They had the truck packed and had even made a grocery store
run and were more than a little ready to get back to Jake's, so they could
really get down to some fun.  He sounded more than a little anxious.  I told
him that I had gotten 'distracted' by a friend and asked if they could come
by the apartment.  After some hasty directions, I hung up the phone and
shook Brad out of his haze.  I told him I'd explain everything on the way to
a friends house, but that we needed to get cleaned up and find some clothes
to fit because my ride was coming.  He was kind of on autopilot, just doing
whatever I told him to do.  Watching him almost stagger around the apartment
I started to get hard again, but knew the guys would be here in no time.  I
went into the bedroom and found the clothes that I had bought two days ago
and realized that I could probably find some to fit Brad, but I was going to
be out of luck.  I looked up to see Brad just standing in the bathroom
stareing at his new body, with his mouth hanging open.  When I tried to
enter the doorway was again too small.  He turned to look at me and smiled,
"Geoff, thank you. I don't know how it's possible, but thank you.  I feel
great and if this is a dream, then I don't want to wake up."  "I'll tell you
all about it later, but now we've got to get ready" I returned with a kiss.
He had cleaned up some with some towels in the bathroom, but I was still a
mess. So he grabbed a one towel and ran it under the tap, grabbed another
and came out into the bedroom and proceeded to wash and dry me all over.  He
was getting me very hot.  

Before I was completely dried, I grabbed the towel away and told him to get
dressed.  I had laid out some white spandex shorts and a tank top for him
and as he dressed he looked pleased with the fit.  Flexing a little. Looking
great. I knew I was going to loose it if I didn't distract myself.  I
finished drying and forced myself to think of other things, like how was I
going to get back to Jake's naked.  I really didn't care if anyone saw me, I
loved this body, but at the same time, I didn't want to get arrested or
anything.  Brad came to my rescue, he found a pair of shorts and split the
seams to the waist and crotch, so I could get them over my thighs
(positioning my cock proved a problem, but Brad just said, pull it around
your hip, so I did) and a string tank that he ripped up the sides and then
once it was slipped on he pulled the sides together, tightly stretching the
material, and tied it with small knots at the side.  It looked funny, but it
covered enough so I wouldn't get arrested and I really liked the way it left
my abs visible. He stood back and looked at me, appraising his handiwork and
said, "Good enough to eat." I stroked the side of his face and kissed him again.

There was a knock at the door and I told Brad that, now he would see what
I've been up to for the last two days.  I ripped the door open and set it to
the side, there was no salvaging it anyway.  Mario stood there with his
mouth hanging open, looking so cute you just wanted to eat him alive.  "Man,
if you get any bigger, we'll have to put up scaffolding just to look at
you." "Your no slacker in the size department your self, Mario" I returned,
he was evidently adjusting well to his new size. He threw a quick couple of
poses and then caught sight of Brad.  His eyes were wide and he actually
licked his lips, "Brad Phillips, Oh my god, you're huge.  So this is the
friend who distracted you, Geoff, no wonder you've taken almost 3 hours."  I
couldn't believe it had been so long and my thoughts immediately slammed
back to Steve and Jake who must be starving by now.  "Guys, we gotta hurry,
we've got two incredibly hungry men waiting for us, so let's load up. You
can get better aquatinted back at Jake's."  

Both of them grabbed the sacks I had packed and we headed for the truck.
Troy was in lust the instant he saw Brad, but I told him we needed to hurry
and get back.  He agreed, but his eyes never left either my body or Brad's
the whole time we were loading my stuff.  The truck was packed with cases of
supplements, bags of food, boxes of clothing and my stuff and I quickly came
to the realization that there was no way the four of us could compact
ourselves into the cab, jump seats or not, there was almost 2000 lbs of men
and one truck.  I looked across the parking lot to my totally in adequate
car and quickly discarded that idea.  Then Brad pipes up and say that he and
I could follow in his car.  He motioned to a totally cherry, 1967, caddy,
convertible with a flaming red paint job.  Well, it was worth a try.  I
reminded Troy that, if we got separated, he would need to wait for us at the
gate to Jake's estate, or Brad and I couldn't get the gate open. He just
laughed at me, saying that there was no gate in this world I couldn't open,
and I should look in a mirror more often. I knew he was right and laughed
out loud and it was infectious.  We all started laughing as we climbed into
our various vehicles.  

Brad was already in his car putting the top down, when I got there and he
moved the seat all the way back, but it was still not confortable for him.
I stepped over the side of the car, my weight making it sag a lot and he
looked at me and laughed again because my knees were almost in my face.  He
said, "why don't you climb into the back seat and that way you can at least
sit up right."  I complied and just for fun said, "Brad, you're the cutest
chauffeur I've ever had, follow that truck."  

As we were driving to Jake's, I explained the whole story to him.  He just
listened quietly and nodded every so often. Even in the car we were
attracting attention.  Once stopped at a red light he even flexed a little
for a pedestrian who wandered over to the car and actually felt his
incredible arm.  Then I stood up and flexed and the guy, took one look and
ran, I guess I must have looked jealous or something. I could also see that
Troy and Mario were having some fun flexing for the mid-afternoon crowd on
the sidewalk.  I continued the story of the last few days when we got out of
town and when I got to the part about Jake's idea for a muscle retreat,
Brad's head swung around.  He had this look of intent interest on his face
and I assured him that he could be a part of it, if he wanted.  He said he'd
show me just how much he was interested as soon as we got there.  I was
happy he wanted to join us, this was going to be more than I could have
imagined.

When we finally arrived at Jake's, there was no welcoming committee as I had
expected, so we unloaded the food off of the truck and dropped it in the
kitchen.  The guys must have gotten hungry because there were pizza boxes
everywhere. I counted 20 just in the kitchen and there was a trail of them
all the way to the pool.  There we found Jake and Steve, lounging in the sun
each with several empty boxes next to them and each with a large pizza on
their laps, just chowing down. Jake looked up and then over at Steve, and
said, "See, I told you they were fucking around."  We all had a good laugh
and Troy and I made our introductions.  I could see, at once, that Steve had
eyes for Brad and the feeling was mutual and Troy was acting very possessive
of Mario.  I thought to myself, "Good, we're going to get along, just fine."

I hadn't seen Jake walk over next to me, but I sure could feel his rising
dick when it pressed into my thigh. He put is arms around me and said,"I
sure hope your not worn out, because I'm well fed. Let's let the boys get
better aquatinted, you and I have unfinished business."  He took my hand and
led me into the house.

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The Journal by Braun1

Part 11

Jake led me through the french doors into his huge living room and
across to the office and pulled me down as he sat on the big black
leather sofa.  He was still holding my hand in his and he raised it to
his mouth and kissed it gently.  I was, frankly, a little surprised.  He
was becoming more of a gentle giant each time I saw him.  I was
definitely falling in love with him.  He was so beautiful, so huge, and
I had this deep warm feeling inside every time he touched me. I noticed
that he had pulled is long blond locks back into a braided tail that ran
most of the way down his amazingly wide muscle knotted back where it was
so thick it ended in a huge brush.  His blue in blue eyes were checking
me out all over and I could help but return the inspection.  He was
sitting there completely naked and so completely smooth. His skin was
like bronze, but softer than silk.  His giant muscles were in constant
motion, playing under his skin, even as we just sat there checking out
each other's changes. It was only a few seconds, but felt as if I was
drooling over each detail from his amazingly square jaw to his at least
20" alabaster cock (which was slung over his bulging wicked thigh), to
his calves that were so thick they pushed is big feet, with these very
long toes, away from the couch.  When I looked back up to his face he
was watching me check him out. He'd caught me and he was smiling. "Are
you ever going to stop growing?  You're soon going to burst out of even
those clothes.  Even though you look great in them, I think they cover
too much." He reached for the buttons, but I grabbed his hand and told
him to wait a minute.  He looked puzzled. "Jake, please, in a minute,
I've been thinking alot about your idea and as long as we're careful,
I'm in."  He laughed.  It was a huge full body belly laugh that brought
tears to his eyes and it just kept on like he was going to roll off the
couch and onto the floor in a minute. "Careful, Careful, God, I do love
you... Careful... You are the one who can't go to town for some
groceries without bringing home two newly huge boys to our ever growing,
what was it you called it this morning, our stable."

He continued laughing and it was infectious because I knew he was
right.  Ever since that first night when Steve and he had such a
reaction of overwhelming growth and sexuality, I wanted more. More men,
More muscle, More everything. And I still did. "OK, OK, Jake you are
right. I'll be more careful. Its just, I really wanted both of these
guys, before the accident and I thought they never gave me a second
look, and now, well now they can't get enough. I couldn't help myself."
I was willing to say just about anything, just to get him to stop
laughing, and that did it.  He looked me straight in the eyes and said,
"Well, my giant cum factory, I hope you're ready because I'm going to
help MYself."

I couldn't refuse this guy anything, but I had to stop him again. I told
him to hold on one more minute and ran to the truck for a case of the
liquid supplements  I wanted both of us to have all the fuel we'd need. 
Jake, obviously, wanted to be my size, and I wanted him to have whatever
he wanted.  I decided on my way back from the truck that I wouldn't
drink his load, so hopefully we'd be closer to the same size once he
finished growing.  I wanted to make love to him, not just fuck.  When I
got back to the den, he was on the phone.  My turn to wait.  He was
teasing me with is muscle, flexing his arms, his legs, his abs, and
stroking his huge cock.  I decided to play it cool so I just sat down on
the couch and ripped open the case and started drinking.  I must have
finished three full containers when he finally got off of the phone. He
was very pleased with himself over something.  He crossed the room and
as he did he told me that the call was from his architect and we could
start planning additions to the house and a new gym complex on Monday.

I stood up, folded my mammoth arms across my chest, looked down at him.
"So, I'm the one who is moving too fast?" I sneered as I arched an
eyebrow and tried to look as displeased as possible.  Jake wasn't buying
it and he reached toward me, took the huge bulge of my cock in his hand
and ripped it right through the shorts.  In pieces they fell to the
floor.  He then reached up and tore off the tied on remnants of the tank
top and threw it on the floor.  "How's that for too fast?" he chucked
back at me. Then he buried his face him my chest and started nibbling on
my tits and stroking my now fully hard cock. "Man if this thing gets
much bigger, even I won't be able to handle it." "Well then, buddy,
we'll just have to make you big enough to deal with it."  I grabbed
another bottle of the supplement and told him to drink it.  Then
another.  He looked like he couldn't drink anymore and I told him it
would make the growth work better if his body was fed first, that it had
worked for Steve and Mario, and he downed another.  It was dripping off
of his chin and he pushed me down to sit on the couch and then very
gently spread my legs apart and licked the oozing precum off of my
cockhead.

I was in heaven.  His mouth was so warm and wet and gentle, I know this
was going to be amazing.  His tongue left my cock and started all over
my quads.  He looked up and said, "Flex, big guy, I want to feel this
hard muscle with my mouth.  Let me love your giant legs." He returned to
his tongue action as I straightened my legs and watched my own quads rip
into fine striations muscle split and strained like the skin would
burst. He licked and kissed his way up both thighs, all the while
squeezing and playing with my balls.  The tension was building as he
inched is way toward my crotch.  Then, still feeling mischievous, I
closed my legs on either side of Jake's head. "So, stud, want pillars
like these? You had better get back up here. I'm close." and I slapped
my cock down on his head. He reached up and spread my legs again  and
instead of sucking me off, he attacked my balls, sucking and twisting
and squeezing until I though I would die if I didn't cum.  He rammed his
fingers up my ass. He reached for my chest and started pinching my
nipples when I started to feel my load moving up the shaft for blast
off.  He wrapped something around my cock and pulled tight. Then I felt
something brushing my balls, it was like a thousand silken feathers and
I was done. I grabbed his head an slammed his mouth over my cock just as
I erupted. "Suck me, Suck me, oh god, suck me." Wave after wave of my
life juice was flooding into him. I was lost to the world long enough
for him to drink me dry and lick up the excess.  Then his mouth was
gone, but I still felt something pulling on my dick. I looked down and
there was Jake suspend from my dick by is braided pony tail face down on
the floor.  I reached down and picked him up.  He was already beginning
to quiver.

His skin was on fire as I lifted him to the couch.  His quivering was
quickly becoming shaking and then he let out a scream to wake the dead
and fell completely quiet, unmoving. Then the waves started again.
Violent waves shaking his already huge body to growth. His legs
straightened as every muscle in his body tensed and the arm of the couch
flew off and bounced off of the wall across the room.  He was swelling
rapidly and I started feeding him the supplements.  His shoulders pushed
wider and wider overhanging the side of the couch easily by a foot or
more.  His huge arm slumped down on the floor and he kept on growing.  I
must have been extremely intense as his eyes were wild and he was
moaning and groaning and still he grew. Bigger, thicker, taller and
stronger.  His cock was also pressing up, first to the top ridge of his
abs, then up between his pecs.  His shaking was now starting to subside
and as I knelt beside him and started to stroke his face, I could see
that even his face had changed.  It to looked harder and stronger, the
cleft in his chin looked deeper, his jaw line was more square. He was
bigger than any man I had ever seen, appeared every bit as big as I
was.  Which meant he was just over 8' tall and 700 lbs. So solid, so
beautiful. I kissed him and grabbed his newly swollen cock. I only
stroked and squeezed it twice and he started shooting all over both of
us.  His chest was heaving with his release.  He reached over and pulled
me face to face in a long, hard kiss.  I was on top of my magnificent
stud, and we were mouth to mouth, pec to pec, cock to cock, thigh to
thigh and feet to feet. I finally had a partner my own size. "So, lover
boy, how does it feel to be as big as the 'giant cum factory'?" I purred
as I tongued his right ear. "Feels fucking incredible, mmmmmm, except
for the lead weight on my chest." I moved to get up and his strong arms
pulled me back. Wrapped around me like the were made for just that
purpose. "I didn't mean you should move, not ever. I want you to stay
right here. I love you." He said it, I felt and we fell asleep just like
that.

We woke several hours later, it was just getting dark outside and Steve
was pounding on the door, evidently trying to rouse us for dinner.  I
had to admit, I was hungry and Jake was probably starving. He was still
sleeping and he looked so peaceful I wanted to let him keep on sleeping.
It was not to be however, because Steve pushed through the door and just
stood there looking at us, with desire in his eyes.

"You guys are fucking unbelievable, but Mario has dinner almost ready
and I'll bet you need a shower, I can smell the cum from here. Man, you
look plastered in it." As I tried to get up, Jake and I had to peel
ourselves apart.  The cum and sweat had sort of glued us together and it
sounded like we were trying to separate a huge piece of velcro, or get
up after sitting bare assed on vinyl.  Jake stood up and Steve could see
now that he was every bit as big as I was and he turned and went back
down the hall.  Already telling someone, "You guys are not going to
believe this." Jake and I went straight down to the gym showers without
stopping to show off his new bod.  We were both covered in dried and
drying cum, so we figured we had better shower first.  It was a
challenge getting Jake through the doors.  He hadn't had a whole day of
this size to get used to it like I had. Flex here, relax there, duck,
push and you're through.  He was getting the hang of it by the time we
made it to the shower.  We quickly washed and dried each other and
headed back upstairs to the kitchen.  The boys were already in the
dining room and when Jake pushed through the door, I actually heard
forks drop, glasses break and exclamations by all.  The guys had tried
to 'dress' for dinner, but Jake and I were still butt naked.  Well,
we'll have to find clothes later. I was hungry and we were not to be
disappointed. Mario was a terrific cook.  There were salads by the
bushel, soup by the gallon and a broiled salmon for each of us. He was
immediately elected cook, but said, not again without help.  Dessert was
basically supplement bars and the liquid supplement and we moved to the
living room, because Jake wanted to talk. 

Jake presented his ideas to all of them, as if there he and I had
decided that this was the best thing to do.  I agreed, so I didn't
argue.  I could see by the look in their eyes, that every one of them
was for it and every one of them wanted to get just as big as the two
big boys sitting on the floor.  There was a lust for muscle written all
over them.  The pairings were just as I had expected. Jake and I were on
the floor. Steve and Brad were on one couch and Troy and Mario were on
the other.  All of us were casually, in one way or another, touching
those nearest to us.  For me this meant my left hand was firmly planted
on Jake's big round hard ass. He was feeling the muscles of my back move
as I rubbed his glutes.  Jake surprised me then by charging them each to
decide on another man to included in our 'haven'.  And he wanted them to
decided right now.  Everyone seemed to have someone immediately in
mind.  Steve had a 'friend' from the gym who would do anything for
muscle. Troy wanted to bring in his little brother who had always
idolized him. Brad said that he wanted to invite his EMT friend Rob, who
had also been the guy who saved me with mouth to mouth. When we got to
Mario he was quiet.  Jake said that he had to name someone and it should
be someone he knew would want this kind of amazing change in their
life.  He looked up at Jake, "Well, there's only one person I can think
of and you may think it's weird, but that's my dad." Troy almost choked
on the protein drink he was gulping. He looked straight at me, "I can't
wait, and you guys won't believe Mario's dad is really Mario's dad and,"
looking straight at Mario, "I can't wait to see the look on his face
when he sees you, why don't you go call him and get him here now?"  Jake
stopped them by saying that everyone should call their suggested new
members to our club and have them arrive the following morning.  

Over the next several minutes there were trips to the phone and everyone
returned with a smile, except Brad.  "Rob can't come in the morning,
he's on duty and no amount of persuasion would shake him into calling in
sick." Brad looked very unhappy.  Jake just smiled.  "Don't worry, Brad,
I'll fix it so he can be here." He walked over to the phone, dialed a
number and we heard him start the conversation, "Hello, Mayor Thompson,
this is Jake Masters and I need a favor......."  Brad was dumbfounded,
but happy.  When Jake returned he had that pleased with himself look on
his face.  He looked at Brad and said, "He'll be here and he's got a
week's vacation to enjoy it.  Politician's will do anything for my
campaign contributions."  We all got a chuckle at that.  Jake was
definitely getting off on being in control of this powerful crew and
suggested that we move this party to the gym. "I want you pittiful
excuses for men to see what this new, improved, body can do.....and so
do I."  His cock rose to attention and all of us were soon on our way to
what should definitely prove to be a very hot night.

...to be continued