Side Effects (Original)


Jan could see something was troubling Mike. OK, he seemed all cheerful and they had an immense laugh trying to get into the car. Jan always thought of it as a big car but now, something over 650 pounds of pumped-up muscle distributed across two huge frames which also quite possibly possessed the widest shoulders, were trying to fit into the two front seats. The remains of the incredible pump they had didn't help things either. Finally, Jan took the driving post which only let Mike twist and lean to the side to make them both fit. Still, Jan had to open the window on his side to be able to drive properly. It was a good thing Mike did the driving on the way to the gym, he was still smaller, but only marginally so.

But now Mike was just looking at him, as they were approaching Jan's place. It didn't stop while they were on the way to Jan's apartment. There were a couple of people who gaped at them as they went into the building, but that wasn't important. Finally, when Jan closed the door behind them, he popped the question.

'Mike, what's bugging you?' Mike looked at him, and sat on the sofa. Jan felt so strange because Mike was huge, and took up half of the three-seat sofa, but right now he looked like a hurt boy who needed some comfort and badly. He slowly let his gaze down.

'Come on Mike, what's wrong?' Jan asked, kneeling in front of him.

'Oh God, Jan, don't do this please...' Mike said, but Jan didn't have a clue what it was he wasn't supposed to be doing. Mike sighed.

'Oh Jan... how do I even start... Jan, I don't know if I told you this, but... well, I'm a very closeted guy... or at least I was before all this. I thought I'd live out my life alone until I saw you.' Jan looked up, and felt something painful in his chest.

'When I first saw you I just knew it. I knew you are my man. Then, as months passed, I thought I was stupid, that these things just don't happen in real life. I became again sure I'd live out my life alone, and was completely content admiring you from afar, but as time went on, the feeling I had for you, that you... that there was my Mr. Right in this world didn't go away, it only got stronger, and it was a relief to know that nature thought about me after all when it made me. And then all of a sudden you come, and this happens and... now we are here. And the first thing I do is fool around behind your back.' Jan almost toppled over, the tone of those words left nothing to be doubted about the sincerity. It suddenly made Jan very ashamed of himself, he wished he was so secure about his own feelings, he still had doubts about the two of them.

It took a while until he could speak.

'Mike... God... Mike, what... how in heavens name did you get that idea? We were both there, and I think we both had a good time, and I certainly hope those two had a good time as well' Jan said, not entirely sure it was the right thing to say.

'But you didn't go about it with the notion of fucking the guy, and you didn't fuck him, I did... and it wasn't like anyone was making me do that, I wanted it.

And even before all that there was that kid in the lobby.' Jan was truly puzzled.

'God, Mike, like that Tom guy jacking me off was any different? How did I ever come out of that looking innocent? What do you think I was doing while you were in that room? I had a jack-off party in the sauna with a guy that almost jacked himself into a coma over me!' 'No, no, no... that's you, not me. You are so big and all muscle, you always were the perfect stud, the perfect male I... I know this will sound stupid but it's like you are supposed to do that to other guys' Jan could not believe what he was hearing. He didn't know whether he should cry or laugh, he let himself down, his head ending on Mike's knees. He could feel Mike flinch when their skin made contact. Jan sighed, and it ended being a chuckle. He looked up at Mike.

'Mike, we both know you are not stupid, hell you are the most clever guy I ever met, and yet you are now talking nonsense. Have you looked at yourself in the mirror lately? Like, I'm the stud??? Mike, you are he-man squared!' Jan said, looking straight up at Mike, and realizing again how right he was, no matter how many times he had looked at Mike even in the last minutes, only changing his vantage point presented a new thrill. But right then, Jan realized another thing. He realized Mike was right. In a month they have became better friends that some became in a lifetime, and in two days they became lovers. Yes, that was it, lovers. Jan had been disappointed several times in the past, even though all the feelings were there, but it never felt so right so soon before. As if that wasn't enough of a change they both end up with an ability to make whatever they wish out of themselves. What they need is time to adjust. Still, obviously the adjustment took toll in quite unpredictable ways.

'Mike, don't you think I'd liked to fuck that guy, for that matter both of them? They were both so hot and there is only one body I ever saw that was hotter, and that is yours. God knows they, and a lot of others before them have made me hot down there, and there will surely be others that will do that in the future, but right now, Mike, and I mean it, there is only one person that makes me, and will always make me hot right here' Jan said, and pointed at his heart. 'And here, and everywhere' he continued, pointing at his head and then just looked right into Mike's eyes. He knew there was nothing that he said in his life that was more true than this. He could see a tear stream down Mike's face and he moved, hugging Mike, and kissed it of his face.

'Hey, we're both grown up and big guys here, so no crying' he said with a chuckle, but he had to do his best not to let his voice crack and he felt tears well up in his eyes. He kissed Mike, and continued until he could feel the tension go away and him kissing back. He pulled Mike down and they ended up on the floor, still hugging, Mike ending on top of Jan.

Jan finally broke the embrace, his arms spread wide on the floor. Mike stroked his shoulders, his chin between Jan's pecs. Jan sighed, and lifted his head, but he could just look into Mike's eyes because his pecs were in the way.

'Mike, my man, if there's anyone to blame here, it's me for not seeing what fate has given me when I met you'. He started stroking Mike's back.

'Sorry Jan, but I can't help myself, it's like being granted a wish of wishes, only to complain about it... it makes me feel... ungrateful...' 'What we both did back there was have sex, and we both know there's going to be more of that, now don't you tell me there isn't' Jan said, the second he saw the expression in those eyes change. 'Mike, came on, can't you admit it, you were one hunky little stud before all this, and right now you are one big super stud that makes everyone wobbly at the knees! Can't you see some people would make it their life dream to have sex with you, come on, that guy wanted to get fucked by the hottest guy on this planet which happened also to have what must be the biggest cock too, and I think that's a pretty accurate description of you' Jan said, chuckling. He pulled Mike up, until they were pec to pec, ending up looking at a startled Mike. 'What do you think, all this happens to you so you are supposed to go celibate and spend your life praying or what? Life has given you a break so enjoy it! It doesn't change what I feel for you, in fact, don't mind if I join you.' 'God Jan, it's not that simple, I could have hurt him bad' Jan almost started tearing his hair out in exasperation, but actually he didn't move, it just felt too good being in this position.

'Mike, do I have to get up and give you a proper kick in the ass? The guy obviously had the fuck of his life, and I'm almost certain he'll be a better person for it! I know the type!' Mike started lifting himself off Jan, and the spell was broken, for the time being.

'Jan, we both know that guy would do anything to get bigger, what will he do now? Who knows what he'll do to himself. It's not just about us having fun...' 'Mike, what do you expect from yourself? To be a mother hen to every narcissistic type out there, being doubly careful not to hurt their feelings? Come on, you know if it wasn't you, it would have been somebody else, but I'm not certain that somebody would have given it a second thought! Did you see how he looked when we left? Maybe it finally made him look away from that mirror, and realize that little Tom stud adores him. Maybe now he will even be worth it' Mike looked at Jan. In all honesty, Jan did feel a lot of the same doubts, especially after what happened with Ben. Suddenly he realized that the changes they have gone through were much bigger for Mike than for himself, and in a sense Mike was right. He had gotten his wake up call with Ben, but Mike was having one now and with doubled intensity.

'Mike, let's get rid of the clothes' Jan said, and Mike looked at him with a funny look. He started pulling off the tank-top, finally managing to take it off after exhaling completely, and then started pulling off his shorts, noticing Mike still looking at him like he was crazy, but that look slowly became an increasingly lusty one.

'Come on, I don't want to be the only one doing this!' Jan said, which made Mike reluctantly start taking his own tank-top off. Suddenly, Jan could clearly see Mike realize the tank-top wasn't actually hiding anything, as it was torn down the front to be able to accommodate Mike's pecs, the widest and thickest, and just the most beautiful Jan had ever seen. A second later, they were both completely naked. Just looking at Mike was enough for Jan to feel the start of the reaction, he could feel his cock getting heavier, and hang lower.

'God Jan, you are the hottest thing on this earth' Mike said. Just then Jan finally saw the missing link. Somehow, it was almost like Mike wanted to stay smaller in some way. Jan leaned over, touching Mike.

'I think it's time to even things up a little' he said, watching Mike start growing, to become as tall as Jan was himself. At first Mike didn't guess what was happening, but as their eyes became level, Jan could see the look of realization on Mike's face. However, that was offset by the fact Mike had grown proportionately, so everything on him grew, which suddenly gave Jan the first hand experience of how Mike viewed him. Jan felt his cock on the way to full hardness, looking up and down Mike. He was now as tall as Jan, and probably somewhat bigger, because his shoulders became wider by over two inches, and looked about a yard wide, and his pecs widened too, his arms were bigger and his thighs, even Mike's cock was visibly longer. It was mostly a subtle change, but it was all the change Jan could take. His cock went from hanging to stone hard and poking right up in seconds, almost hitting him in the face. That was the moment Jan truly understood the words 'getting a taste of one's own medicine'.

'Now, you are going to do to me exactly what you did to that gorgeous hunk of chocolate colored muscle back there' Jan said, and took Mike by his hardening and growing member, and started pulling him towards the bedroom. By the time they got there, it had grown big enough for Jan to barely be able to keep a grasp on it. 'And more...'

There was obviously nothing Mike could do to resist Jan, but of course, the notion never actually came up. The only thing he could do was say 'Only if you return the favor', while being tugged by his cock into the bedroom. Even the relatively small change was enough for Mike to feel different - first of all, he almost hit his head on the doorframe, and he had no choice but repeat the same gesture Jan did when passing through doors, which was a tilt of the head. He couldn't help notice Jan pushing through the doorframe turned slightly sideways, and had to mimic that himself, still feeling his shoulders grazing the frame. As they both entered, Jan turned Mike around by his shoulders and he found himself looking into a huge man in a mirror consisting of two doors of the inbuilt closet opened side by side.

'Now, you see what a super hunk you are?' Jan said. Mike could just look at himself and at part of Jan in the mirror. Two days ago he would have dropped unconscious if he had seen something like that man in the mirror out on the street. And that man was now Mike himself. He could also see part of Jan in the mirror. As much as he didn't want to admit it to himself, he could swear he looked every bit as perfect as Jan did, and even a tiny bit bigger. He could have denied it all he wanted, but he could clearly see two huge cocks, hard as stone, like poles sticking straight up over both their pecs, and obviously, there was no denying the reaction was appropriate to the circumstance. He could see Jan move behind him.

'And I love that beard' he said, into Mike's ear, and then kissed him. Then, Mike felt Jan's lips go down from behind his ear to his traps, and then to his shoulder, while feeling Jan's hands first under his armpits, then on his pecs, and then sliding down to his abs, stopping between every ridge, and rubbing into it a bit. Mike closed his eyes, for the moment he didn't need sight. Then, he felt Jan's pecs on his back, and a hot hard rod pressing into him, with something wet and sticky right under his shoulderblades, and then Jan's hands were on his cock. Then, he could feel Jan turning him around, and moving, until they were face to face. In an almost comical moment they both tried to embrace each other and it made them both laugh out, because they were so huge they kept getting stuck into each other, hand under arm, pec to pec. Finally, they both ended up on the bed, laying on the side, still facing each other. For a few moments they only regarded each other. Jan's hand went slowly up, touching Mike's arm. Mike felt it like being touched by some magic, a firm touch, but at the same time somehow so tender it made Mike's spine tingle.

'Mike... you were so beautiful... and now you are just perfect...' Jan said. Mike could say nothing, just sigh. There was pure lust in those fantastic black eyes of Jan's and Mike was again getting lost in them. No doubt, the same was reflected in his own eyes. Their cocks were raging hard, and the cockheads met between them. As they started stroking each other, their cocks rubbed onto each other, mixing the juices that had long started flowing. Hands darted all over, joined by lips, they tangled on the bed, until, his leg over Mike's torso, Jan pulled at Mike's swollen mast of a manhood, and brought it right down, and then, slowly started impaling himself on that cockhead the size of a huge grapefruit.

Mike could feel Jan shudder and wince as he felt his cockhead distending Jan's ass. He took Jan's cock into his hands, and pulled it towards him, which made Jan almost jump in ecstasy, as Mike started licking the swollen cockhead. It was incredibly hot, and hard, but in such a surprising way, like a lump of hot glass covered in satin, the piss-slit oozing droplets of precum, which had a taste that was somehow unmistakably Jan. As Mike started going down that cockhead, licking all over the corona, he felt Jan wiggle his ass, impaling himself even more, grunting in ecstasy, one hand hot and electric on the shaft of Mike's cock, and the other going all over, darting from Mike's body to Jan's own and back. Every one of Jan's pushes sent shivers all over Mike's body, and it made him work that harder on the magnificent cock in his hand and mouth. He licked it all over, kissing, sucking, teasing with his tongue, and then managed to stuff the huge head in his mouth, not even aware of how he did that, and as he pushed it down his throat, Jan pushed himself further down, on his cock. He kept moaning, asking Mike to give him all of it, and Mike started trusting with his hips, trying to bend further down as his cock plunged deeper into Jan, Jan's own cock escaping downwards. Then, he let go of Jan's rod, sliding one hand down over it, stroking, to find Jan's balls engorged and heavy, and Jan's muscle flex and twitch ecstatically under his other hand. Jan writhed, moaning, which made Mike think for a second he was in pain, but one look into those eyes locked his soul to them. He felt Jan's innards move around his manhood, his hand suddenly feeling Jan's balls tighten, stuck between their abdomens. Mike felt his cock was so hard it was on the verge of bursting, and he felt it has become immense, and it was almost all buried in Jan. Jan suddenly moved, which made Mike yelp an unsuccessful kind of yelp, which dislodged Jan's cock from his mouth. Then, not to be disturbed, Mike started fucking Jan, and stroking Jan's super-engorged cock, not being able to unstick his gaze from Jan's eyes, until he closed them.

But then, there was so much more to look at. He started making longer strokes, watching how Jan's pecs and shoulders bunched up flexing every time he'd ram him, until he finally let go of Jan's cock, trapping it between their pecs, and held Jan. Then they were rolling on the bed, taking turns on top of each other, their huge muscles flexing into one another, hands over pecs, biceps, back, lip to lip, only to become lip on steel hard muscle, and then, on steel hard cock, Mike pushing his hips up, until Jan's cock ended up to Mike's lips, only to be lifted up to Jan's lips when Jan bent down. Mike could feel the heat in his balls, and he knew Jan was close too. Then, in just seconds, it spread all over both of their bodies, and then, it became unbearable. Jan begun chortling, producing a sound which was almost like growling, his whole body becoming one rigid statue of flexed muscle, which made Mike almost black out, but not before he started stroking Jan's cock with incredible speed. The sound Jan made was the last Mike heard, before the earth quite literally moved, and he felt like he was exploding. As he started cumming, he felt Jan cramping, impaled onto his cock, in unison with his own cramps. It went on and on and on, accompanied by blasts of Jan's cum ending between their pecs. Mike could actually feel Jan's balls move, and his own were squeezed tight by Jan's thighs which only added more intensity to the orgasm, and the load filling Jan's bowels to overflowing. Then, there was a period of nothingness, followed by a feeling which made electricity dance up and down his spine as Jan pulled off of his cock. Then, all sticky and lubed from his own cum, Jan spread Mike's thighs apart, and they both moved until Mike felt his own ass stretch, to accommodate Jan's cock, which if nothing else had become even harder, and maybe even bigger. They moved like one body, Mike wasn't even aware who was doing the moving and in what way, he only felt himself being impaled onto a hot mast, and in fact willing more of it. He felt like his whole body was one huge erection existing only with the purpose of becoming one with Jan, and then, exploding with a combined orgasm. He stroked, kissed, licked all that huge manmeat, regardless whose it was and Jan was doing the same. All hot and sweaty, literally stuck together they both moved, fucking and stroking and sucking until Mike felt the roar again. He shouted, and wailed in ecstasy, joined by Jan. He shook, flexed all his muscles at once, cumming like he never had before. He squeezed his balls, Jan's balls, all huge with their manly essence which he wanted released, all of it.

Jan woke up, and there was light outside, rudely intruding though the blinds. He had woken up during the night, disappointed by the feeling of emptiness as he had separated from Mike, both cocks going soft. But, they were still deliciously tangled together, sharing their breath, warmth and contentment. So, he went back to sleep, satisfied like never before. But now, this light in his eyes was making things difficult. He snuggled and curled into Mike's body, and Mike, in turn, stirred and embraced him, but soon after that he rolled off, onto his back. It took only seconds more for Jan to become fully awake. He turned around, only to find Mike sprawled on his back in all his glory, which included a two foot hardon proudly sticking up from his crotch, tilted towards his pecs. Those in turn went up and down slowly with each breath, also creating ripples over that perfect set of abs.

'Mike, my man, what a super-stud you have become, I just knew you had it in you' Jan whispered. All his life Jan had been the big one in a relation, and it turned him on in a certain way. So, now I've finally met my match, he thought, and he was immensely glad he did. He looked at Mike, sprawled there. His palms were facing upwards, which put his arms in a position showing a split right down those beautiful biceps. In fact, there was almost no place on Mike's body that didn't show splits of some kind, from his immense thighs, up his abs, over his pecs, his shoulders and back down his arms. Oh, Jan knew well all that was true for himself, but it was such a thrill seeing it on Mike. And, even more, the self-confidence it gave him. The only thing that spoilt the perfect picture was a sheen of dried cum between Mike's abs and pecs, and traces of it down his sides. He had a funny sort of feeling inside him, where this magnificent tool in front of him had filled him up completely yesterday. The bed was covered in blotches of dried up cum, and Jan realized they both needed a shower. And, if this continues, a heap of bedsheets, he thought, chuckling inwardly. Mike stirred, the light was obviously a nuisance, so he put his forearm over his eyes. Not only is he a super-stud, he's also so cute, and he's all mine, Jan thought, smiling. He stood up and went to the bathroom, noticing in passing how there was actually far less dried cum then he would have expected after yesterday.

About ten minutes later, after a very much accelerated morning ritual which included the absolutely fastest shower Jan ever took, Jan was back in the bedroom, and Mike was still sleeping like a baby, more or less in the same position. So, Jan just had to do it. He very tenderly put his hand around that tree of a cock sprouting from Mike's crotch, pulled it back towards his legs and then let it go. It smacked right into Mike's pecs, which quite obviously brought a good jolt because Mike opened his eyes in surprise, flinching. 'Wha...?!'.

Jan almost doubled over laughing. 'Well, it really doesn't take a lot to get you going' he said, laughing his ass off, while Mike looked at him, not understanding.

'Come on, rise and shine!' Jan said. Well, he learned already Mike wasn't a morning person, but there seemed to be a few things that could get him started faster. Jan bent down, and gave Mike a passionate kiss. Then he kneeled by the bed and continued kissing right down to Mikes huge pec. Then, he stroked the immense mass of it, which moved, relaxed, under that perfect smooth skin, and stroked Mike's arm, squeezing his biceps a bit. Mike sighed, and then stretched, while Jan was still dispensing tender touches, and then he flexed a bit, which made his abs jump into cobblestones, his pecs bunch up and his triceps cut up into thick angular cords.

'I love it when you do that' Jan said, going over those bulges and not failing to touch Mike's still engorged cock as he went touching the abs. Mike in turn stroked Jan's shoulder and arm, so Jan returned the favor by tensing it as well.

'Mmmm... it feels so good to be this big' Mike said. He caught himself thinking what a hedonistic thing to say, but he realized he could more or less through the notion of hedonism as such out the window now.

'It sure does, and today is a good day to grow bigger, really huge' Jan said, chuckling.

'Like we're not really huge right now, look at us, at you - Jan, you could just walk into a bodybuilding contest and take the trophy and walk away, no-one would even object, that is if they could say something at all, they'd need to pick up their jaw from the floor' Mike replied, again devouring Jan with his stare. He just couldn't get over that chest of his, so big, wide, and that hair, running right up the crevice between those thick pecs and spreading outwards, slightly lighter than the hair on Jan's head, like fine silky fur.

'Mind if I give these a stroke or two' Mike asked, his hands already on the muscular expanse of Jan's pecs. He could see Jan's eyes smile, he answered 'Only if I can do the same to you', and of course he did. Not surprisingly there were no complaints. Still, Mike's morning high had deflated, the intention wasn't to make love, just to enjoy the moment.

'Yes it really does feel good' Jan said 'It almost feels too good, I keep watching out for some dues to be paid for feeling this good, and being with my guy which makes it all even better' he continued.

'Now look, weren't you the one that kept reminding me to enjoy the moment' Mike said. But, Jan was right, he had the same feeling himself. It was almost like guilt. So far, in Mike's life all experiences said that all dues sooner or later come to be paid, and this was like living the dream of dreams at no charge at all. Mike had thought about this a lot, and although the last two days were full of other 'engagements' the thoughts always lingered somewhere in the background.

'Mike, here's what we're going to do. I happen to own, well, actually part own a cabin in the middle of nowhere, which also happens to be a bit over two hours from here by car. Right now, there is no-one there, and no-one has been there for months and no-one is to be there for months to come. What do you say - let's go there, stay a day or two, or a week for that matter, and just play a bit?' Jan asked. His eyes had a pleading look in them, but he knew well there was no need to plead. 'There's even a lake there, should be good for a couple of swims this time of year' Jan went on. Mike had thought a lot about the two of them going camping somewhere where they would not be disturbed, and just let them morph to their hearts content.

'Jan... where do we go from here?' Mike asked, sighing. The thoughts were back.

'Oh, easy, down to the lobby, into my car, pick up your car, get some supplies and on to that cabin' Jan said. Mike had started shaking his head after the first three words.

'Come on, I'm serious. Look at me. I'm huge, what, 6'5" and there must be well over 300 pounds of muscle in me...' 'More than well over actually, I've stepped on the scale just earlier and it spun around, I'd guess I'm about 360# which probably makes you around 370# or more... I hope you realize you have doubled in size.' 'Jan, the problem is I like it, hell, I love it, I can barely contain myself not to walk around flexing all the time' Mike said, sitting up on the bed. 'What am I going to do? All my life I've been a scientist and I just don't know how to do anything else - I can't go back to the lab like this, and I... Well, I don't want to go back to being like I was before' 'I know, big guy, I know. Remember, we're both in this together' 'Yes but, at least you originally looked like you were on the way to looking like you... we look now, but I couldn't look like this in a million years, no matter what I did. To tell you the truth, I've dreamed about looking like this, being... well, essentially being the super-male. But that just doesn't happen, does it? Except it did to us. And you know what, the thing is, I know I could become bigger, hell, you even made me become bigger down there' Mike said, pointing at his now dormant cock 'and it only makes me want to become bigger, as big as possible. But that's not the way to make a living - Jan what are we going to do from now on, after all, we have got to eat, pay the rent... normal stuff like that!' Jan looked at Mike for a second. Mike had to chuckle because he could almost see the wheels turning in his head, and he always had that expression when he would be thinking about some problem. It was just one more thing that made Jan...

well, Jan.

'Mike, have you noticed we more or less went on the whole day yesterday and we didn't eat a thing. In fact, I only eat a sandwich in the morning and I never got hungry. Well, that is if I discount the essence of Mike' Jan said, stroking Mike's abs. 'Also, this will sound funny but when did you last take a leak? And have you noticed there are far less blotches and stains than last night would warrant? I've already found out anything we are made off will get returned as borrowed matter when it stops being alive. It seems to me we are more likely to become destitute than hungry'.

Mike thought about this and yes, it did make sense. Also, he knew cold wasn't a problem either, and heat as well if they were careful, as he had experienced. He looked at his hand, still amazed at the speed it regenerated.

'I don't think destitution would be a problem either, we could always strip and end in jail for indecent exposure' he said chuckling 'That is if we end up sharing a cell' he finished, in a much darker tone. 'It also seems we are much more sturdy than we used to be. One thing I really like about that is we'll probably never get a cold again'. Mike thought about this. Are they going to grow old or just keep going? Luckily Jan solved that dilemma.

'Mike, do you always think about existential questions at 7:40 AM? What will we do tomorrow, how we will live, will we have anything to eat, when we will die? Well, I don't really remember thinking about it like that for a long time, and you know what? I don't care. This whole thing that's happening is all about what we could be, any of us, and how do we pay? I'd say by not being what we could have been. Right now, Mike, we must be the two luckiest guys on the planet, so let's just party - and that's the idea of this day!' Jan said. Mike looked at him for a few seconds. Yes, he was right. Definitely Mike didn't remember when he last enjoyed himself this much, probably never.

'Oh yes, you just keep looking, I'll give you much more to look at, just you wait!' Jan said, and started pulling Mike of the bed, in a quite sensuous way.

Mike of course didn't like the idea of him succeeding right away. After a few grunts, though, it almost became wrestling, and after a few more, there was no 'almost' about it. Finally, they both ended on the floor, with Jan having the upper hand.

'So, testing my strength are you?' Jan asked, holding Mike's arms down, and sitting on his abs. Of course, Mike could easily deal with Jan in this position, but he kind of liked it. Still, no harm in a bit of play. He pressed upwards with his arms, lifting Jan off.

'Wow, look at those muscles' Jan said, playfully, and looking at him, Mike could only think 'Amen' because Jan was opposing him and those muscles flexing under his skin were just incredible. But, Mike suddenly let go, which made Jan fall into a bearhug, and he hugged him until he could hear him groan, and suddenly rolled over, so now Jan was under him.

'He he, that'll teach you not to pick on smaller guys' Mike said, chuckling. Jan was trying to free himself, but suddenly all resistance collapsed, because he started laughing. That bear hug slowly became a lovers embrace, and then a very passionate kiss.

'Smaller, huh? Mike, you're bigger than me... and I love it' Jan said 'And I love you'.

After the stunt that guy pulled off yesterday Wess was not going to be caught off guard again. He had just phoned he was coming to pick up his car. Truth be said, he was happy to be rid of it, it really turned out to be much more trouble than it was worth. Now it was fixed and since there wasn't that much wrong with it anyway, it wasn't likely it would be back any time soon. This time, Wess was going to face that man standing. After the first shock wore off, he was sure it was only his mind's eye playing tricks on him, no-one can be that big.

'Good morning' Wess turned around at the sound of that voice, and the second he did, he knew he was wrong. 'I've been told I can pick up my car here...' Wess suddenly realized he was supposed to answer something. He suddenly felt like a wimp, because not only can one be that big, in fact that 'one' looked much bigger than Wess remembered. A small voice in the back of Wess' head insisted on asking how this guy was going to fit into that car. Another voice, one which Wess never wanted to hear, said 'that's what a real man looks like'.

He was faced by a real life giant, one which was again looking down at him, and right into the eye.

'The key is in the car' was all Wess could say. There was no doubt in his mind any more a man can be that big, because right next to that first giant, there was another one. This one was equally big, which meant taller than Wess was himself, and he always thought he was tall. The two looked a yard wide each. The other guy was smooth faced, black haired, absolutely gigantic, with a tiny waist. His muscles were, just like those of the guy getting in the car, so big they looked about ready to rip his skin. And they were in fact ripping his muscle shirt and pants apart. And in case of the pants there was a huge bulge in them that made Wess feel like a eunuch. For some reason the only word that Wess could think of that would describe them was 'beautiful' although he kept correcting himself with 'handsome'.

'Mike, did you do this?' the giant asked, holding that knotted wrench up, and the other, still attempting to make himself fit into the car, nodded. Then, to Wess' utter surprise, as one of the giants pulled out with the car, the other neatly unwrapped the wrench and straightened it almost completely, which made his muscles flex until Wess thought they would explode. He didn't even groan, but the wrench sure did subjected to such torture for the second time in less than a day. The guy just looked at it first, then gripped it, which made the shapes in his forearms almost explode through his skin, and then he breathed in, and pushed and pulled. Wess couldn't stop looking at those hair covered pecs all puffed up with the exertion, producing shapes under that skin which looked like angry waves on a muscle sea, with something approaching horror Wess caught himself just short of bringing his hand up to touch those giant muscle bulges.

Still he continued staring even when they flattened down only slightly, going relaxed, the wrench straightened, feeling a strange disappointment at seeing those biceps deflate from bigger than softball boulders to thick shaft-like shapes as the guy breathed out slowly. Wess had once seen one of those wrenches bent and it took two strong men and a length of pipe for better leverage, and yet the only indication of it being difficult to this giant was a barely audible sound of teeth gritting. Then, the deed done, the guy took one deep breath, which produced a barely audible rip in that muscle shirt he was wearing, trying to contain a chest that suddenly swelled unbelievably, before he turned around and walked away. Wess picked up the wrench. It was warm.

'Yo Wess, what you doin' back there?' It was Al. He turned around, watching the black haired giant walk away to another parked car. His gait was muscle-bound to say the least but there was absolutely no pretense in it, each movement oozed power, and Wess realized, something manly graceful, it was like watching skin encased steel move. Al turned back, facing Wess.

'Jeez, look at that freak... what was that all about?' He asked.

'Oh, nothing... I think I need a beer...' Wess answered. Al was looking at him in a strange way. 'It's not the only thing you need, man' he said, looking down, and then left chuckling. Wess looked down, shocked to see his coveralls tented out at his crotch.

Mike had been following Jan's car in his own for the last two hours. They had decided to take both cars, dividing the supplies between them. They had taken almost everything but the kitchen sink, Mike thought, but offset the missing kitchen sink with other things. Jan insisted on stopping at a specialist shop of some kind and after a few minutes emerged with something that looked like a rather large collapsed bazooka painted white. He only said it's harmless, but fun when Mike asked what it was.

Finally, Mike saw Jan take a turn onto a dusty trail, off the blacktop. They had actually been driving for some 40 minutes down a side road which kept going more and more convoluted and narrower by each passing mile. This was what reminded Mike of the supplies, with each passing minute he was more and more amazed that 'in the middle of nowhere' really could mean only a two hours drive from the city, and he realized how limited his knowledge of the surrounding country really was - all he knew were the highways, and he never even thought of what was in-between them. The trail they were driving on was also getting narrower, and it led, just like the last 30 miles of the road, through a forest, which kept getting thicker. Then, it suddenly started getting sparse, and finally, they were driving alongside it. The terrain was hilly, and the midday sun made it almost look like something out of a fairytale. And, it was completely and utterly deserted. Mike thought it was actually a good thing they went separately, because they would probably either crash, not being able to keep their hands from each other, or at least stop so many times that they wouldn't get wherever it was they were going for days. That is, provided they could fit themselves in one car, not to talk about all the rest of the stuff they had.

Still, the first part of the trip, on the usual highways, Mike almost drove on automatic, his thoughts contemplating his ex-life. Definitely ex, because it has changed so much now that he had trouble believing it had been real. Or this was real. Or both. The only way to avoid the confusion was not to think about it, but he couldn't help himself. He was actually glad when they got off the usual roads, and started traveling ones Mike had never been on before, and then with this last, old and wiggly road, it was a challenge which presented a welcome distraction and a remainder of the things present. It was even more of a challenge because it took all of Mike's concentration a few times to get his coordination right. He had definitely outgrown his car, and not making himself smaller had become something of a philosophy lately. Finally, they approached a fork in the road, and Jan took a left turn. It was obvious it was very rarely used, to say the least, in fact, Mike could barely recognize it as a road, it was only a slightly different pattern of grass and leaves. As they rounded a curve cut into a hill, suddenly the forest thinned out to bushes and there it was. Right at the edge of it, between two hills, there was the archetype of a wooden cabin, and only yards away, the ground became sloped and sandy, and there was a large lake, a funny misty green color. Mike realized it must have been a sand dig or something like that, hence the color. Artificial or not, it was perfect.

'All done' Jan proclaimed, sitting on the edge of the front porch. It took them almost two hours to get the place decent and they were now a bit dusty, and definitely ready to enjoy the rest of the day. They had taken all the things out of both cars, stuffing a small storage room with them, and the ancient, and huge fridge. OK, Jan though, maybe we don't need to eat but he actually enjoyed that from time to time. The cabin was basically one room, except for the storage and the simplistic bathroom, it had electricity, although it wasn't very reliable.

It did have a sort of kitchen area, but the part Jan liked most was the fireplace in the middle. He was actually a little sad it wasn't winter, it really felt cozy in winter. This used to be a gravel and sand dig before it was abandoned, and the cabin used to be the office and kitchen of sorts. As property was actually shared between several members of the family, and someone had at a time thought to make it a place to spend holidays. Most of those have moved far enough never to be seen even near it, and the rest, including Jan for the most time, never bothered to come down. Still, every couple of months someone would come just to see if it was still there. For Jan it was almost a habit, he remembered coming to this place since he was 6.

As they unloaded stuff and tidied up, and then did some re-arrangement of the scarce furniture, Jan had to admit it was arousing merely to watch and feel his and Mike's body work. And, as an extension to that, he thought they earned a bath. He stripped off his shirt, very literally, because it was already ripped enough to barely hold itself together, and started pulling his shorts off.

'Ah, going somewhere?' Mike asked.

'What's the matter, shy? Come on, it's only us men here, there probably isn't a soul 20 miles around. And, the water is calling' Jan answered, chuckling. Mike looked at him, and Jan was very much aware how his gaze passed specific parts of his body.

'Well, I forgot my bathing suit' Mike said, chuckling. Then, as Jan managed to pull his shorts, carefully avoiding ripping them apart, down his thighs, and to his knees, Mike suddenly stood up, and gave him the minutest of pushes. Just enough to loose balance.

'Mike you...' Jan started, falling while trying to step out of his shorts, only to finally roll on the ground. Mike was already on his way to the lake, laughing his ass off, and shouting 'the last in's a rotten egg'. Jan heard a huge splash even before he managed to stand up. He must have covered the distance to the lake in seconds, it looked like it was only 10 steps, but enough for him to notice how his cock flopped from one thigh to another and the huge mass of his muscle jump up and down under his skin as he rushed on. He stopped right at the edge of the water only to see Mike emerge to the surface with his shorts on his head. He was still wearing the shirt, which was now soaked and transparent, like a second skin. Jan lunged into the water, bellowing at the top of his lungs. In a second he was beside Mike.

'Cheat!' he said, jerking his head to get his hair out of his eyes. Mike only laughed.

'Boss, you look like an idiot with those on your head' Jan said.

'Oh, I love it when you talk dirty' Mike said, posing like some slut, pushing his hip out to the side, and stroking it. It was so comical Jan almost doubled over, laughing, soon to be joined by Mike. 'Come on big boy, don't you like what you see' Mike started in a high voice, rotating his hips, his hand on his head, but couldn't contain himself any more so the last word came out as laughter, and he doubled up, clutching his abdomen.

'Just put that hand over there again, and flex, I'll take you right on the spot' Jan said, now beside Mike. Mike calmed down, and then looked at Jan.

'No, it's your turn now. I want to see those muscles bulge and flex and grow' Mike said, squeezing Jan's pecs, throwing his shorts off his head with his other hand.

'Like this?' Jan said, and flexed in a most muscular pose.

'No, like THIS' Mike said, and did the same, only Jan could see his pecs grow visibly. 'Nothing wrong with a little pump, is it?' Mike said. This was going to be fun, Jan thought. The mere thought of what was to be next made his crotch tingle. He flexed in a most muscular and made himself grow slightly. He could actually feel his muscles become bigger and tighter as he flexed. The feeling was so hot his cock went hard in seconds. So did Mike's and in a second more, Mike's hands were all over Jan's body.

'Yes, do it... grow, I know you want it' he whispered. Jan was not to be alone in this. He could see pure lust in Mike's eyes, and there was nothing he wanted to see more. He knew Mike saw the same in his eyes. He saw Mike visibly becoming thicker, and then he flexed his biceps, producing a bulge the likes of which the world has never seen. It made both of them gasp in surprise, it looked like a huge split ball of freaky flesh, the size of the twin peak was incredible. 'God, look at that!' Mike exclaimed. 'Your turn now' he added. Jan went into a front lat pose, feeling his back grow broader by inches. It left Mike gaping and that was all the reaction Jan needed. Mike was not to be intimidated, and did the same, flexing and grunting, and growing, until Jan thought his lats were going to fill the space between his armpits and his elbows. This time, however, every muscle on Mike's body grew in proportion. His pecs inflated, gaining inches of thickness, the wet shirt he was wearing groaning under the strain, and his arms became absolutely immense, bigger than any Jan saw or imagined by far. Then, Mike doubled his flexing efforts, and the shirt ripped all the way down his abs, right behind his cock which was jutting straight up to Mike's pecs, swollen to it's incredible size. When Mike stopped flexing, his arms stayed wide, pushed apart by his enormous back and triceps, the later jutted to the side pushed out by the lats, enough to be seen from dead front. Without saying anything, he gave a few tugs to his cock, and ripped the remains of his shirt off.

Jan turned around, giving Mike a view of his back, went into a lat pose, and let himself grow. Feeling himself quite literally inflate with muscle almost made him cum at the spot, and Mike's gasps from behind him didn't help either. But he held on, realizing the winner of the game was the one who made the other cum first. He felt his muscles pushing into one another, competing for the precious space, and felt himself get heavier, but it was such a funny feeling because when he moved to accommodate his growing thighs, he felt the added mass but also felt it was effortless to move it around. He could see his pecs without even looking down, and over them his rock hard cock jutting from his crotch, which he couldn't see. He turned around again, and almost fell off his feet.

'So you thought you'd have it easy by not looking, huh?' asked the biggest muscle stud on this planet. Jan stood there, his mouth open. Mike had grown to such proportions that there wasn't a word to describe him. Both of them had made themselves incredibly wide in the shoulders, but Mike was now more than half as wide as he was tall. Standing there in the water, which reached just below his crotch, made him look even wider. His shoulders, pecs and abs looked permanently flexed, and there was enough of them to divide amongst three people and still make them look huge. Pecs bulging into a split shelf of muscle which jutted out 8 inches, clearly separated from shoulders just short of basketball size. Behind all that were lats which looked like a thick cloak, tapering down into a ultratight waist, tying into the immense ribcage by way of serratus muscles which looked sharp to the touch, and ready to cut themselves out through the skin. Abs? Eight huge bulging squares, separated by gashes, but surrounding all that was a sea of tangled cords of muscle, going from obliques to intercostals.

They looked immensely strong and certainly were to be able to carry that astonishing torso, the view partially obscured by a two-foot log of erect manflesh. Mike's traps sweeped up just below his ears, but you could still see the huge neck muscles tie into them. And his arms were enough to make Jan swoon, so big Mike's elbows were held out even with his incredible shoulder width.

Upper arm muscles so huge they must have been a match in circumference to the waist, biceps and triceps bulging completely relaxed, and forearms that looked like they would burst the skin containing them into shreds with their razor-sharp cords. Mike just stood there, every breath moving those incredible cuts on his body as the muscles shifted a bit. Jan realized Mike was staring straight at him, and the fact that he must have looked very similar hit him with incredible force. Suddenly, Mike kneeled into the water, and said: 'Don't move, you only need the finishing touches', and then, with an impish grin, grabbed hold of Jan's cock, and stuffed the head in his mouth, which made Jan wince, and then made a gesture like he was blowing, which made Jan almost explode in laughter, and the only thing that kept him from doing so were his pecs which visibly swelled, growing. He felt his arms being lifted apart by his growing back and triceps, and he couldn't resist stroking his pecs, looking down at the immense expanse they made. He couldn't believe they were his, but the touch was very reassuring.

Mike was blowing the god of muscle mass. Jan was now impossibly huge, he was as much bigger compared to minutes before as he was minutes before, compared to a regular Joe from the street. Mike tasted his pre-cum, the aroma reminding him that this indeed was Jan. Mike knew he probably wasn't far behind in size, he felt strong as a bulldozer and his chest jutted out like shelf. A second ago he looked to the sides only to be amazed at the view of his shoulders protruding that far out, and being so huge. He wished Jan to match his size completely, and right now, looking from below, his mouth off the incredibly engorged head of Jan's cock, but his hand still securely on the shaft, he was looking at enough muscle to fill his view. Mike let his hands roam under the water finding two immense pillars of muscle that were Jan's thighs, and traced the deep gashes and cuts on them up to Jan's super-tight waist. From there up, the flare looked almost like an upturned pyramid. Mike took it all in at once, the lats thick as some men's whole torso, flaring upwards to a width of surely more than a yard.

In front, that perfect six-pack that was now perfectly immense, cut inches deep, and moving with every breath Jan took. Like an improbable corset of sorts the obliques, cut into shreds, connected that incredible, hair outlined abdomen, with the wall of lats. And that corset moved and writhed too, like so many interwoven snakes, suddenly braking into a zig-zag pattern of sharp tiles that made the serratus muscles, right between the place where those immense lats became the widest, and the pecs rose like two granite plates. The thickness made Mike realize how big the abs were as well, because they competed for space with the bottom of the pecs. Jan's nipples pointed straight down, and they were visibly hard. He couldn't see Jan's face, but when he moved, his hands disappearing to reach the top of those immense pec muscle slabs, Mike almost came watching Jan's arms bulge, the triceps jutting outwards, and the biceps becoming a ball which pushed into the immense forearms, which even from this angle looked as big or bigger as the biggest upper arms Mike had ever seen before. As Jan's arms moved, the big balls of biceps muscle became even bigger, that perfect shape still clearly evident, the split visible inspite the gigantic swollen size. The knowledge that he himself was as big and as cut was as sexual as what he was looking at. The final touch was to give them both the pump of a lifetime on top of the gigantic muscle they both had now.

Mike stood up, still holding Jan by his cock, which was hot to the touch. Jan was almost panting in lust, and Mike realized he probably was as well. From head on, Jan looked even more incredible. The size of him was enough to obscure everything else, and it was visibly getting bigger, veins becoming prominent on his arms and the bottom of his abdomen. Mike regarded the sea of pec muscle, the hair outlining it even more now, for a moment he didn't dare touch it, but then he did, and he got touched back. He felt his own muscles get tight with the pump, it felt like his skin was several sizes too small. He didn't know where to look and touch first. Panting like two animals in heat, they both parted for a second, Mike just couldn't get enough of Jan and the only way he could see more was to step back, only for a second. As he did that, Jan surprised him with a double biceps pose which almost made him loose his footing. There were no words, it was pure sex, and not even touch was needed. With something like a sigh Jan breathed in, bringing his pecs up, until they jutted straight in front of him, and flexed his biceps. Just a little more and he'll explode, Mike thought, as he felt his balls tighten. There was no return. The rules had changed, and the goal was to cum all over each other. Before he lost any sense of what was actually going on, Mike parried with a pose of his own, and then it became a posing orgy.

He saw pecs swell like balloons, biceps reaching fists easily, abs crunching into stone hard blocks, and lats spanning more than a yard of width, and then, he shot all over that muscle, holding his cock like a hose, shocked at the amount and the intensity all at once. The next thing he knew, two bodies were one, tangled, and groping, feeling, stroking, licking. A little later, he realized he had been kissing Jan, pressed tight into him, hugging him no doubt with immense strength, if he could judge by the hug he was getting back. It was difficult reaching Jan's face, their pecs pressed into one another. Their lips finally parted. Mike kept looking into the black eyes of his lover, and he realized, he was forever lost in them. There was no stereotype in saying those eyes were the window to the soul. For Mike, Jan's eyes were also the door, and right now, the souls have become one. His life as it was had definitely ended, to be replaced with one where he was joined with his other half. He felt Jan move, and it meant they both did. Mike felt Jan's grip tighten slightly, and then he felt his feet lifting off the bottom. He laughed, and Jan smiled. 'I just don't want to stop feeling you on me, and I want to make love to you without drowning' he whispered softly. Mike tangled his legs behind Jan, and it didn't even make him change pace. He didn't even want to guess their combined weight, because it didn't matter what it was. If this never happened, he would have loved Jan forever, but he silently thanked whoever was responsible for the extraordinary gift they shared, realizing they were getting all they could ever get. •

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