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Brad's Big Change
|"I think I'm starting to feel a little stoned or something." Paul said as Brad handed him a beer.
"Yeah? It hits pretty fast, huh? How does it feel?"
"It feels good. It's, like, real warm. I feel real buzzed."
"Cool. Anything else?"
"Not really. Not Yet. Except it keeps getting stronger, stonier. Jesus."
"Nothing. It's just really strong, isn't it?"
"It does get strong. Think what it's doing."
"Yeah. God, it feels incredible. It makes you feel really good, doesn't it?"
"Just wait a few minutes."
"OOOhhh, man. It's like I'm getting these waves of the most incredible feelings, like it makes you feel so fucking good. All warm and tingly."
"It, like, starts in your balls and spreads all through you. OOOhhh, fuck. OOOhhh shit, man. I see what you mean. It makes you feel really sexy, doesn't it?"
"Now it's starting to really hit you."
"Starting? Shit, man. How much stronger can it get? Oh, God, this feels so hot!"
"Tell me how you feel now."
"OOOhhh, Brad. I feel really hot, really sexy. There's something real masculine about it, isn't there? Some kind of a real strong guy feeling. I don't know how to describe it."
"Don't worry, I know what you mean." "God, this is so weird. I wouldn't want any chicks to hear me say this, but I fucking love being a guy."
"Yeah, I know."
"It just feels so fucking hot being a guy, having a guy's body. Can you imagine not having a cock?" He was holding on to his cock, now. "I fucking love my cock, man. I fucking love my balls."
"Yeah? What else?" "Muscles, man. I fucking love muscles! Muscle dude muscles, big muscles, man. Oh, man. Look at you!"
"I know, Paul."
"Oh, man, Brad. Your muscles look so fucking hot. I can't believe how much I love how big your muscles are. OOOhhh, Christ. It's starting to burn. Fuck, man, I feel like I'm on fire!"
"Here you go, Paul. You're really on the ride now."
"AAAHHH!!! I feel like I'm going to explode!"
"But it feels good, doesn't it?"
"Yeah, oh shit, oh fuck, man. It's so strong."
"It feels hot, though, doesn't it? Doesn't it feel sexy?"
"Oh, God, Brad, it feels like the most sexual thing I've ever felt! It's making me feel so horny, man. I can't wait for my cock to get big like yours!"
"I told you you'd like the way it felt, didn't I?"
"Yeah, you told me, but I had no idea, man." He was looking at himself in the mirror, still holding on to his cock with one hand and now he was using the other to feel his pecs. "Are my pecs getting bigger, man? They feel like they're getting bigger."
"It's happening, Paul. You're getting bigger all over." Brad was so horny now, so aroused seeing Paul start to grow. It amazed him, seeing what had happened to him happening to this kid. It was still subtle, but the change was definite. In just a couple of minutes, Paul had become thicker and his body shape had changed. His chest was deeper, his shoulders wider, his butt rounder. Even the shape of his muscles was changing. Brad could see that his pecs were not only getting bigger, their shape was squaring on his chest, becoming wider, deeper, more generous.
"I am, aren't I. Fuck, man. Look at my arms!" He flexed an arm and looked at it in the mirror. "It is so fucking sexy, man! I'm starting to know why you looked so hot when I first saw you."
"And what do you think now?" Brad stood in front of him, his huge cock jutting straight out. He sucked in his abs hard, making his cock bounce and angle sharply upward, as he flared his lats, tensed his thighs, puffed out his pecs and raised his arms in a mountainous double biceps display.
"Oh, man. That is the hottest body I've ever seen. Fuck, Brad, take off your top, let me see your pecs." Brad peeled off the tank. "They are fucking enormous, dude. They're the biggest fucking pecs I've ever seen. And all this hair on them," he stepped up to Brad to feel his pecs, the hair, "makes them even hotter. So masculine. Talk about the fucking male animal. I love your pecs, man! I can't wait to be like you."
"It's happening, my friend. And look at your dick."
Paul looked down. It was definitely bigger. He grabbed it again. "Wow, man. Unreal! It really is bigger. It's longer, and it feels thicker, too. And look. Even my fucking pubic hair, man. It's so much thicker, too, all of a sudden. It's, like, spreading out."
"Like mine," Brad said, rubbing his thick, big tangle of dark pubes.
"Yeah, like you. That is so hot!" He reached out to feel Brad's groin hair. "I love your hair, man. Oh shit, man, oh God. This is so intense! I love your muscles, I love your body hair, I love that huge cock and those big balls. It's all so fucking sexy. I love my muscles, man. It feels so incredible. I love my cock, too. It's what being a guy is all about, isn't it? It's all about male sexuality. Oh God, man, I've got to feel your cock." And he took hold of Brad's hot, hard, huge dick with both his hands.
Brad's reflex was to grab Paul's chest. His pecs were swelling big and hard and they were covered now with short, dark blond hairs just erupting from the skin. As Brad squeezed hard on the muscles, he could feel them pressing back against the palms of his hands, growing more dense and hard every second. Paul was stroking Brad's cock with both hands, slowly, squeezing hard, feeling all of its length and girth. "How does that feel to you, Paul?"
"It's fucking incredible, man!"
"Look at your chest, Paul."
"Hair, man. Great! I'm getting hair!"
"It's all down your stomach. All the way to your crotch." He traced the line of short, emerging hairs down the deepening cuts of Paul's abs to his groin. When his hand reached Paul's pubic hair, he kept going and reached around under Paul's balls and hefted them in his palm. "You're starting to get some pretty big balls, there, my friend."
"God, they are getting big." He made no attempt to move away.
"And your dick's looking pretty meaty, too."
Paul still held Brad's cock as he looked at his own. "I really am getting big, man. It feels so totally sexual. My thighs are so thick I can hardly get my knees together, and I can feel my lats pushing my arms out. God, my arms are starting to feel so big and heavy. I'm so fucking turned on by this, man, so fucking horny. Do I look hot, Brad? I feel hot. I feel so fucking hot. Suck my cock, Brad. I'm so fucking horny."
A sly, lustful smile crept across Brad's face. "I thought you weren't gay."
"I don't know man. This feeling is so strong. It's like all this stuff that's happening is so male, so masculine, and the maleness keeps feeling more sexy. I love my cock, man, and the bigger it gets, the more I love it.. I love your cock. Oh, please, suck me off. I want to see you suck my dick." He reached around and grabbed Brad's butt, pulling him forward, pressing their groins together, pushing his cock against Brad's, mingling their pubic hair.
Brad reached his arms around Paul's torso and pulled him close so that they were pressed together from their thighs to their chests, and he pushed his flexed pecs into Paul's swelling flesh. "You're a hot little motherfucker, Paul. You love this, don't you?" he said as he pushed Paul's face down against his chest, into the deep crease between his pecs, then moving it to one side through his chest hair, he positioned Paul's mouth over his right nipple. "You fucking love these big tits and all this hair, don't you? You like all this male shit? Bury your face in that, big guy."
Paul took Brad's nipple into his mouth and ravenously sucked on it as he grabbed both of his pecs as hard as he could. He began licking Brad's hard slabs of muscle, burying his face in the hair that covered them, working the heavily rounded bottom edges, feeling the deep cuts underneath them with his tongue. When he reached the point in the center of Brad's chest where the pecs separated at the sternum and the hair gathered and pooled into the line that began the plunge down his abdomen, he pushed his nose and mouth hard into it and began the plunge himself. Brad flexed his abs as Paul worked his way down. He held Paul's head against him, watching how intently Paul was into what he was doing, guiding him. All the time Paul was growing thicker and more muscular before Brad's eyes. Brad found it the most exciting thing he had ever seen. Paul's hair was growing longer, the crew cut becoming shaggy over his ears and forehead and down his neck. The boy's morning stubble was growing, almost becoming a short beard. His arms and legs had become hairy with dark blond hair, and the short hair on his torso was longer and more obviously defined. When Paul finally reached Brad's groin, he stopped for a second, looked worshipfully up at Brad, and then buried his face in the bush of Brad's pubic hair. He worked all around the thick base of Brad's cock, sucking hard, then tonguing his way out its length to its enormous head. He licked the head, sucked on it, pulled as much of it into his mouth as he could, taking the dripping precum in, tasting it. It was too big to get much into his mouth, but instinctively he spit on it and on his hands, working it both manually and orally at the same time, until he was nearly in a frenzy. Brad held hard onto Paul's head, his hips thrusting toward Paul's voracious mouth, until he was at the point of orgasm.
"Oh, Fuck, man. I'm going to come."
"Do it. Come on. I want it."
Brad erupted with atomic power and pleasure, shooting spurts of thick, hot cream at Paul's face. Paul took it in his mouth and swallowed hungrily. He took it all over his face and chest, where it ran down his abdomen through his thickening hair.
"Oh, yeah," Paul said, "Oh, yeah." He rubbed the slippery cum all over his face and torso, covering himself with Brad's man essence.
As Paul rubbed himself, Brad saw his awareness refocus on how much bigger he was becoming, how much hairier he was. His body, his own thickening, heavy muscles became objects of his sexual frenzy. He was suddenly aware of the growing whiskers on his face, his hair. He stood up to look in the mirrors, and the relection he saw was nearly as muscular as the guys in the hardcore bodybuilding magazines. His arms no longer hung at his sides, but rested out on the widening mass of his lats. His pecs were so wide and thick that they also pushed against his massive, heavy upper arms. His thighs flared from his narrow hips and forced him to stand with his feet widely spaced apart. While he was hypnotized by Brad's cock, he had become massive, and hairy, and in the center of all his massive muscle, sticking straight out from a dark, thick bush of pubic hair that now spread up his lower abdomen and out onto his upper thighs, his cock projected what he guessed must be a full twelve inches of thick, heavy meat. What he saw and felt turned him on so much that he was about to explode in an orgasm himself. Brad knew how Paul was feeling, and he was just as turned on. He moved in front of him, felt his pecs, let his hands move down Paul's hairy abdominal ridges as he went down on his knees. He held Paul's swelling balls as he enjoyed Paul's groin, moving his mouth out the length of his cock and holding it, stroking it, wet tongue, sucking mouth, feeling it grow harder, thicker, bigger even as he worked it to orgasm.
The sex continued for half an hour more as Paul continued to grow. As he g rew, he constantly became more turned on, hornier, more wildly sexual. Brad asked Paul to fuck him, slowly, so he could feel Paul's cock growing bigger inside him. Paul begged Brad to fuck him with his huge cock. They showered together. Brad found Paul's extreme arousal over his own growth, over soaping up his huge and hairy body, as exciting as his own discovery had been. As he continued morphing, Paul wanted to experience as much of man sex as he possibly could. Even when his growing stopped, when he had become as massive as Brad, he still wanted more.
"Relax, big guy," Brad said. "There's going to be plenty of what you want. Wait till I introduce you to Gary, the guy at the gym who got me started. He's every bit as hot and horny as we are."
"And when's that going to be?" He was flexing at the mirror, looking at himself, jacking himself off. "Fuck, man. I am still so turned on."
"And you will be. You've got to consciously will your cock to go soft so you can go out in public."
"I can do that?"
"Yeah. Anyway, I've got to check with Gary again. He wanted me to bring you over to the gym after you were done. He was going to talk to me about doing some more experimentation with him, about pushing the growth limits."
"That's what he said."
"Can you imagine how that would feel?"
"So you don't think you're big enough?"
"How big is big enough? If I could bigger, I definitely would. I'd even love to see my cock get bigger."
"Yeah I know what you mean. That's why I asked him to include me."
"And he's going to?"
"I don't know, but I think so. And maybe you, too. I suggested it, and he's a total size freak, too. I told him how hot you were going to be, and how cool it would be if we all three did it together, like a party, a morphing orgy."
"Great. Let's go."
"You know what? You know what I think would be hot to do first, maybe on our way over there? Well, it's not exactly on our way over there, but don't you feel like you want to go out somewhere in public and show off how you look?"
"Man, I'd love to do that."
"Remember how I looked in those posing trunks when you first came up this morning?"
"With all your hair showing around your crotch and that giant bulge? Fuck, yeah."
"How would you like to put on a pair and we could go down to muscle beach, show off a little, see what happens. It's so cool to see people react when they see you."
"You got an extra pair? I don't think I'd fit in mine any more."
"Yeah, I do. You up for it?"
Paul was still working his hard dick. "Just a second," he said as he brought himself to orgasm again. "I think I need to get down for it."
They both laughed.
Brad got Paul some trunks and they both dressed, got a couple of cropped tank tops, in case they wanted to put them on later, and headed to the garage.
"Let's take my car," Paul said. "We can put the top down. The better to be seen."
It was getting to be late afternoon when they got to muscle beach. They parked and strolled, or paraded themselves, to the beach. It was nearly deserted. A couple of bodybuilders were just walking to the workout pen, and one extremely massive, very hot looking guy had just come out of the public john. They were walking along the sand near the water, and Paul said he had to take a piss.
Brad said he would meet him by the weights in a minute, as he eyed the guy just coming out of the john.
As Paul walked up the sand, Brad continued near the water. The guy looked in his direction. He was so big and showed such a huge basket that Brad wondered if he had also had an encounter with Gary.
When he knew he was being looked at, Brad stopped and looked back at the guy, casually flexing and feeling his muscle, as though he had just finished pumping up and was checking himself out.
The guy broke into a run, right past Brad, into the water, and dived under a wave. When he came up, he was facing Brad, and the water pulled down the front of his posing trunks, letting the head of his enormous cock pop out. He obviously knew Brad was watching, and he just smiled at Brad and shrugged as he pulled the suit back up and stuffed his cock back in.
Brad smiled back and waded a few steps toward him.
"How's the water?" he asked.
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