From: braun1@cris.com (JB) Subject: New Story - The Journal - M/M Muscle Date: 
Wed, 09 Oct 1996 11:24:15 GMT Organization: Concentric Internet Services  

 The Journal  

  

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 felt 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 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.   

 ---to be continued.....   

All constructive comments welcome, spams ignored.  braun1@concentric.net  

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 and 
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 thought 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 straddling 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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 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 measurd 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 swallowing 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 suddenly 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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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 rock hard 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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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.   

 -to be continued...   

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