Druid Muscle

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By britishmuscle

"Damn!" puffed James as he wheeled round the corner just as the bus pulled away from the stop. 'A perfect end to a perfect day', he thought as he nearly collapsed after the run from the office. He slowed down to a meandering stroll and flopped on to the awaiting bench next to the stop. An elderly guy shuffled up the bench obviously annoyed by the unexpected company. 'That's odd' James pondered, there's only one bus route that stops here, why hadn't the old guy got on. Just as he was about to turn and ask he stopped himself, 'what does it matter!' Normally James would have asked the old man if he was all right and whether he knew that he had missed his bus but after today he just wanted to sit and keep himself to himself. It had been a bad day today for James. He woke up late after a heavy night and rushed to work without time for a shower. He had been late too many times recently to risk an earful from Carl Higgins his boss.

James was a computer programmer for a small firm, he was good at his job but Carl was totally uncomfortable with his gay employee. Ever since he had been outed by his colleague and best friend Luke, Carl had treated him like dirt. Initially his discontent was barely noticeable but before long Carl gave up any pleasantries and made his feelings quite obvious. He started calling James `queerboy' and `fairy' as a bit of a joke. Nowadays the abuse was much more direct, James had missed promotion twice recently and Carl just brushed him off saying 'what does a gay fuck like you need with a promotion'. Although furious James just took it, despite Carl he loved his job, he made good money and most of all it kept him close to Luke. Luke was the love of his life, although he was straight, well, supposedly. Luke was everything James was looking for in a man, 6'2" athletic build and Mediterranean good looks but James was completely baffled as to his sexuality. From the day they met they had hit it off, Luke always claimed he was straight. With his looks he could have had any woman he chose but in the three years James had known him he had never been on so much as a date with a girl. In fact, he had been out as James's escort to his local Gay bars more often than James knew him to go out with his straight friends. For all this time James had been longing for the day that Luke would be his. But he had learned to suppress his feelings so as not to spoil their friendship. Luke had always been there for him and was his greatest ally in the office, especially today. Carl had piled the work onto James's desk all day and cursed him at his apparent lack of progress. While everyone in the office sat quiet pretending not to notice Luke had often come over and taken some of the work off him. Unfortunately, today, Carl had noticed. 'What's the matter bumboy?' he growled 'cant keep up, eh?, perhaps I should hire a girl!'

'Lay off him Carl' Luke said tentatively 'I've got some time in my lunch hour, I'll give James a hand'

'Fine, go help the Faggot!' with that Carl stomped off to his office.

'Why do you take that from him?' asked Luke

'Its easier than a fight would be, look at him'

and there was no question Carl would win, at 6' and over 250 pounds he was a force to be reckoned with. Rumour has it that Carl spent all his time off in the gym and it showed.

'Perhaps it's the steroids that make him that way, who'd want to look like that musclefreak?' Luke was grinning, trying to lighten the mood.

'I would' James replied,

'Really?'

'Yeah, then I'd kick his hairy ass!'

With that they started laughing and Luke offered to take James on a night out to cheer him up.

'I'll even go with you to a Gay bar if you like, meet me at eight?.'

And that was why James had run for the bus. Carl had continued to pile on the work and it was turning 6 o'clock. There wasn't another bus till half past and James wanted to be dressed to the Max for his date with Luke. Well not a date but James loved being seen out with Luke and let people think what they liked. James seemed to like it too. James was not at all happy with his looks and being at Luke's side made him feel great. It didn't bother him at all that most of the looks they received were primarily for Luke. James was however quite a nice looking guy 5'11 blue eyes dark brown hair. He was however very skinny and although he was only 27 he looked several years older.

James was sitting on the bench with his head in his hands. Pondering about his life and how pointless his life seemed to be. If only Luke would answer his prayers…

Then the cold dark night suddenly became brighter than a summers day.

`What the hell' he said lifting his head as the lightning lit up the sky.

`Looks like we're in for a storm' the old man answered.

`Great' James had forgotten about the old guy and turned to look at his strange companion. He was an odd looking man to say the least. Although he was sitting he must have been a good 6'4 tall thought James. His nose was long and bent in the middle and wisps of grey hair curled away from his wrinkled face. His most striking feature was his eyes they, were black, really pure black and James felt naked when the old guy stared at him up and down.

`Kaldor' said the man breaking his gaze.

`What…I mean sorry what did you say' answered James. He was feeling very awkward in this mans presence.

`My name, Kaldor, my friends call me Kal' Kaldor was looking at James in such a way that demanded an answer.

`J-J-James' he stammered. James couldn't work out what was making him feel so edgy; it was just some silly old man.

`Are you waiting for the bus, I think we've just missed one'

`No, I have no need for buses these days I've been everywhere I need to go' answered Kaldor.

James wasn't sure what to say to that, but that thought quickly left his head as Carl walked up to them.

`What's this, found yourself a new boyfriend, Queerboy'

`Carl, just finished work?' replied James `what you doing here'. James was really worried this time, never before had he been near Carl without other people around. Well except the old man and Carl wouldn't worry about him.

Carl could see the anxious look on his face `What's the matter faggot, scared of your old mate'

`No course not, I was just wonderi…'

`you should be!' he growled not waiting for an answer and picked James up by the collar and slammed him backwards into the bus shelter.

`Carl..I'

`Shut it..faggot..I'm sick of you parading round my office its about time I taught you a lesson'

James was suspended several inches off the ground and was grabbing desperately on Carl's huge bicep trying to push him away.

`Carl' he gasped `Please'

`Let him down oath' commanded Kandor.

`What?' said Carl almost laughing, without releasing his grip on James he turned his head to see the extremely tall, thin man behind him `Get lost old man, this is between us'

Carl was turning his head back towards James when he suddenly flew backward releasing James and landed on his butt in the ditch behind the bus stop. Kandor stared intently and rubbed his arm, which he had used to throw Carl with.

`What the fuck' Carl was clambering to his feet and started to charge towards the old man. Kandor however was too quick for him, as Carl went in for a rugby tackle Kandor grabbed him on the shoulder with his left arm and lifted him with his right launching Carl several feet into the air. Carl came down on the street with a thud. `Now go!' Kandor did not have to tell him again, Carl rolled over onto all fours with his eyes locked with Kandor's gaze.

James looked on in awe, and could see fear in his boss's eyes. Carl put in a huge effort and pulled himself to his feet and then with one last glance at the old man staggered off down the road. Satisfied Kandor sat back on the bench, as if nothing had happened.

Kandor once again looked as though he was waiting for a bus, James, completely dumbfounded could do nothing else than walk over to the bench; he paused for a moment then sat back down too.

`I don't understand, how did you …I mean Carl's huge, that just imposs..'

`No questions James' Kandor looked him straight in the eye and James immediately went silent.

`I would like you to listen to me, and soon you will understand yourself the power that I have' Kandor paused for a moment as if judging making sure James was paying attention. `You are a good man, I can tell that, when you have been around for as long as I have you can judge a persons character just by their eyes. Our meeting tonight was not by chance' James looked a little confused `I'm an old man now and my days on this earth are coming to an end, for several years now I've been looking for a man who is true of heart with which to share my secret. You my friend are whom I have chosen.' Kandor reached into his coat and retrieved a small blue stone 'take this'.

James opened his hand and Kandor placed the stone in his palm.

`It's a rune stone, an object of great power. Once upon a time there were many such stones, carved by ancient English druids but over the ages they have all been lost, except, this one. It has great power, the stone can grant the holder whatever he wishes, and now I give this to you. Guard it well, and it will serve you well, keep it from those who would use its power for evil.'

James was not sure what to think a Druid rune stone with magic powers. He was starting to think Kandor was a little unsure of reality but thought it best to play along.

`Thank you' he said `how does it work?'

`You'll soon find out' answered Kandor `But be warned, the power of the rune stone is a special kind of magic, the stone draws its energy from people around you. Use of its magic must be controlled or you may do harm to those around you'

`I see..' James was about to question Kandor more when he heard shouts from along the road. He could see two young boys running towards them and behind them the bus turned the corner.

`At last, are you catching the …' James turned and was shocked the old man was nowhere to be seen. Where's he gone? James looked around thinking about how this had been a very strange day.

James held up the blue pebble that the old man had given him. Shaped like an egg but flat as though it had been picked off a riverbed. Nice story, he thought, if only it was true. He clutched the stone in his hand as the two young lads drew to a halt at the bus stop. Both in their late teens they were hardly out of breathe. They had both obviously been playing sports; dressed in shorts and sports vests they were stretching and flexing their very fit bodies. The taller of the two was an inch taller than James, with a body to die for. He had light blond hair and blue eyes, every muscle on his body was well developed and James was staring at his bulging biceps, which must have 16" 4 more than his measly peashooters.

As James's eyes caressed the youths studly physique the bus pulled up and the lads jumped on board. `I wish I had a body like that' he muttered as he walked toward the bus, perhaps then I could temp Luke out of the closet.

James didn't notice the blue glow as he plunged the rune stone back into his pocket, pulled out his change and paid the driver. Carefully seating himself where he could eye up the two young lads he yawned and thought about his night out with Luke.

25 minutes had passed before James snapped awake, wide awake. The tiredness that he had felt when he had sat down was completely gone, in fact he felt as though he had had a full nights sleep. Looking around James noticed that most of the passengers had got off. Good, nearly home, he thought. He looked down at his watch, `shit', it's nearly 7, `gotta meet Luke in an hour' he said out loud. He checked quickly to make sure that no one had heard him. He needn't have worried the only people near him were the two ladies who had been chatting so loudly when he got on. They were both slouched in their chairs sound asleep.

As his stop approached he pressed the bell and charged down the stairs. Normally with a 10 minute the walk home James would have been fed up but not tonight. He decided that a jog would do him good, and charged off home. 4 minutes later he was back home in his apartment and had switched on the stereo. He flung his coat on the bed and turned on the shower.

`God I feel hot tonight' James half speaking half singing as he pulled off his trousers and stood in front of his bedroom mirror.

`Shit' James was staring at himself in the mirror `I'm so hot!'

Looking at his reflection he could see the James from a couple of years ago, skinny but cute looking, with a cheeky grin. Feeling better than he had done in years James's crotch began to swell. Massaging his crotch through his pants he strided into the bathroom and turned on the shower. He striped his clothes and stepped in with his cock swelling more and more and he massaged himself. James looked down in awe `No way' looking down at his cock James was convinced it was bigger. 'Nah, it can't be'. Even so James began to massage himself more and more. His left hand moved down and grabbed a bar of soap and started rubbing his abs. 'ABS!' James was shocked that his stomach which was always slim but still soft was now firm and fat free. He worked himself up into a frenzy until he came. He came more than never before, it took him a minute to empty his load, and when he was done he felt like he could do it again.

Energised, he dried himself off and went to his room to dress. He pulled on his pants and flew on the skimpiest short sleeve shirt he could find. Doing up the buttons his skin started to tingle all over. While doing up his collar he had to stop, he couldn't!. James looked back into the mirror and was amazed at how good he looked.

His face looked years younger than before, his skin was tighter and his eyes looked bright without his usual tired rings. As he stared at his boyish looks his chest began to feel odd, he could feel his heart pounding and the blood rushing through his veins. A sudden jerk of what was a mixture of pain and ecstasy caused him to double over. With a whale of pleasure he stood up straight and he pulled back his shoulders, with a pop the second button on his shirt flew off and he gasped as a warmth flowed through him. He could feel his bones stretching as his shoulders began to get wider. His pecs began to swell and his shirt began to feel very tight. As his pecs pumped up his shoulders began to swell; James threw his hand up to fell the muscle that was filling his shirt.

James stared amazed in the mirror and his thighs and calves began to stretch, he reached down and ran his hand over his thigh. He was in disbelief when he pulled back and looked at his hand, which held a fistful of curly black hair. Reaching down, he relaxed his shoulders, which caused far too much pressure on his usually loose shirt. Between his shoulder blades the shirt began to rip. Feeling this James flexed and leaned back the shirt buttons couldn't resist and his now muscular chest burst out of the shirt. James's cock immediately sprung to life and his pants became stretched to breaking point. As he reached down to release his member his bicep began to throb. Quickening by the second they expanded, shirtsleeves now straining under the pressure, it begged to give any second. To speed things up James threw a double bicep and the shirt could hold no more. It shredded and fell to his waist. James cried with pleasure and ripped off his underwear with an easy pull using his powerful arms. His now 9" cock was now demanding attention and as James grabbed it and started pounding at his impressive piece of meat his growth spurt stopped.

James stopped and looked in the mirror amazed by what he saw. Looking no more than nineteen he was a hunk. Every last inch of his body was covered in muscle. He felt as strong as an ox, he could accomplish anything. What had happened? Then he remembered the young guy on the bus.

`My god, The rune stone' he gasped.

`My wish, … it came true'

While James wondered at his new body he remembered Luke. As it was 10 to 8 he decided to get dressed. Sorting through his clothes to find something to fit was an effort but he managed it. And just in time, as he stretched the biggest shirt that he owned over his muscular chest, James pondered his future.

`Now Luke, if this body doesn't temp you nothing will'

`Well, whatever you like, I'll wish for it!'

And then, the doorbell rang… James was not sure what to think a Druid rune stone with magic powers. He was starting to think Kandor was a little unsure of reality but thought it best to play along.

`Thank you' he said `how does it work?'

`You'll soon find out' answered Kandor `But be warned, the power of the rune stone is a special kind of magic, the stone draws its energy from people around you. Use of its magic must be controlled or you may do harm to those around you'

`I see..' James was about to question Kandor more when he heard shouts from along the road. He could see two young boys running towards them and behind them the bus turned the corner.

`At last, are you catching the …' James turned and was shocked the old man was nowhere to be seen. Where's he gone? James looked around thinking about how this had been a very strange day.

James held up the blue pebble that the old man had given him. Shaped like an egg but flat as though it had been picked off a riverbed. Nice story, he thought, if only it was true. He clutched the stone in his hand as the two young lads drew to a halt at the bus stop. Both in their late teens they were hardly out of breathe. They had both obviously been playing sports; dressed in shorts and sports vests they were stretching and flexing their very fit bodies. The taller of the two was an inch taller than James, with a body to die for. He had light blond hair and blue eyes, every muscle on his body was well developed and James was staring at his bulging biceps, which must have 16" 4 more than his measly peashooters.

As James's eyes caressed the youths studly physique the bus pulled up and the lads jumped on board. `I wish I had a body like that' he muttered as he walked toward the bus, perhaps then I could temp Luke out of the closet.

James didn't notice the blue glow as he plunged the rune stone back into his pocket, pulled out his change and paid the driver. Carefully seating himself where he could eye up the two young lads he yawned and thought about his night out with Luke.

25 minutes had passed before James snapped awake, wide awake. The tiredness that he had felt when he had sat down was completely gone, in fact he felt as though he had had a full nights sleep. Looking around James noticed that most of the passengers had got off. Good, nearly home, he thought. He looked down at his watch, `shit', it's nearly 7, `gotta meet Luke in an hour' he said out loud. He checked quickly to make sure that no one had heard him. He needn't have worried the only people near him were the two ladies who had been chatting so loudly when he got on. They were both slouched in their chairs sound asleep.

As his stop approached he pressed the bell and charged down the stairs. Normally with a 10 minute the walk home James would have been fed up but not tonight. He decided that a jog would do him good, and charged off home. 4 minutes later he was back home in his apartment and had switched on the stereo. He flung his coat on the bed and turned on the shower.

`God I feel hot tonight' James half speaking half singing as he pulled off his trousers and stood in front of his bedroom mirror.

`Shit' James was staring at himself in the mirror `I'm so hot!'

Looking at his reflection he could see the James from a couple of years ago, skinny but cute looking, with a cheeky grin. Feeling better than he had done in years James's crotch began to swell. Massaging his crotch through his pants he strided into the bathroom and turned on the shower. He striped his clothes and stepped in with his cock swelling more and more and he massaged himself. James looked down in awe `No way' looking down at his cock James was convinced it was bigger. 'Nah, it can't be'. Even so James began to massage himself more and more. His left hand moved down and grabbed a bar of soap and started rubbing his abs. 'ABS!' James was shocked that his stomach which was always slim but still soft was now firm and fat free. He worked himself up into a frenzy until he came. He came more than never before, it took him a minute to empty his load, and when he was done he felt like he could do it again.

Energised, he dried himself off and went to his room to dress. He pulled on his pants and flew on the skimpiest short sleeve shirt he could find. Doing up the buttons his skin started to tingle all over. While doing up his collar he had to stop, he couldn't!. James looked back into the mirror and was amazed at how good he looked.

His face looked years younger than before, his skin was tighter and his eyes looked bright without his usual tired rings. As he stared at his boyish looks his chest began to feel odd, he could feel his heart pounding and the blood rushing through his veins. A sudden jerk of what was a mixture of pain and ecstasy caused him to double over. With a whale of pleasure he stood up straight and he pulled back his shoulders, with a pop the second button on his shirt flew off and he gasped as a warmth flowed through him. He could feel his bones stretching as his shoulders began to get wider. His pecs began to swell and his shirt began to feel very tight. As his pecs pumped up his shoulders began to swell; James threw his hand up to fell the muscle that was filling his shirt.

James stared amazed in the mirror and his thighs and calves began to stretch, he reached down and ran his hand over his thigh. He was in disbelief when he pulled back and looked at his hand, which held a fistful of curly black hair. Reaching down, he relaxed his shoulders, which caused far too much pressure on his usually loose shirt. Between his shoulder blades the shirt began to rip. Feeling this James flexed and leaned back the shirt buttons couldn't resist and his now muscular chest burst out of the shirt. James's cock immediately sprung to life and his pants became stretched to breaking point. As he reached down to release his member his bicep began to throb. Quickening by the second they expanded, shirtsleeves now straining under the pressure, it begged to give any second. To speed things up James threw a double bicep and the shirt could hold no more. It shredded and fell to his waist. James cried with pleasure and ripped off his underwear with an easy pull using his powerful arms. His now 9" cock was now demanding attention and as James grabbed it and started pounding at his impressive piece of meat his growth spurt stopped.

James stopped and looked in the mirror amazed by what he saw. Looking no more than nineteen he was a hunk. Every last inch of his body was covered in muscle. He felt as strong as an ox, he could accomplish anything. What had happened? Then he remembered the young guy on the bus.

`My god, The rune stone' he gasped.

`My wish, … it came true'

While James wondered at his new body he remembered Luke. As it was 10 to 8 he decided to get dressed. Sorting through his clothes to find something to fit was an effort but he managed it. And just in time, as he stretched the biggest shirt that he owned over his muscular chest, James pondered his future.

`Now Luke, if this body doesn't temp you nothing will'

`Well, whatever you like, I'll wish for it!'

And then, the doorbell rang… •


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