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Ted was still kneeling while Casey unloaded her feeling to him. He loved everything she was saying, it validated everything he felt about himself. He wanted to unleash his ego, he wanted Casey right now, he wanted to show her just how powerful he was. She finished talking and she started kissing her inner thighs. "Casey, its ok, my wife and I are separated, by her choice. She's moved out and I haven't talked to her in months. We've texted but I know she's with someone else, she's fine with me doing what makes me happy, and you make me so happy." His hands were all over her legs and ass, he couldn't get enough of her. "Not here Ted, lets go to my house." They threw there clothes on and ran to Ted's car, when they got in they started savagely kissing. As Ted drove Casey felt all over his body "Ted your so fucking muscular, god I've wanted to feel your body" He reached over with one hand and put in down her leggings, he could feel through her thong she was soaking wet "I think I've ruined these leggings" she said. He could feel her clit, it was the biggest he had ever touched and it was hard for him. They were clawing at each other when Casey got the door unlocked, when they got inside Ted pinned her against the wall. "Casey I promise, this is going to be the best fucking night of your life." He picked her up like she was nothing and carried her to her bedroom and threw her on the bed. He tore off his shorts and shirt and she put her hands inside his underwear feeling him. She had a huge smile on her face "Fuck, I knew you'd be big, God its so thick" Ted grew to his full size in her hand forcing her fingers apart " I can barely get my hand around it" She got off the bed and on her knees taking off his underwear and taking him in her mouth. She was the best Ted had ever had, taking all of him and using her tongue and lips expertly, he could feel a load surging up. "Do you want it on your face? I'll be ready to go again by the time your clean." She started sucking him harder and faster he grunted and pulled out of her mouth just in time for his first rope to land on Casey's face. He stood pumping out thick stream after stream on her face. After he finished her face was covered "Holy shit Ted" it was dripping all over her. She got up and went to the bathroom to clean up, Ted laid on the bed. She walked back in the room and stood in front of him completely naked, he could feel himself stiffening again. She was perfect, her long dirty blonde hair, beautiful face, broad shoulders with perfect round caps. Her chest was all pecs with small pink nipples then her deep 6 pack abs her lower abs pointing perfectly to her completely shaved pussy. Her clit stuck out ever so slightly and Ted couldn't wait to get it in his mouth, her lips were tight and he couldn't imagine how tight her pussy was. Her narrow hips flowed into her big muscular legs even unflexed her quads were separated and defined, he couldn't wait to lick every line and cut in her legs. Her calves were huge and round with a single vein running down the front, even her feet were sexy. "Casey, holy shit" He stood up and took her face in his hands and kissed her deeply and passionately. He pulled away and looked in her eyes "Casey I want to show you how incredible you are, I'm going to worship every inch of" she smiled and Ted knelt down and kissed her feet. He looked up at her she had a look of pride and power on her beautiful face, she looked like a powerful Goddess, his power Goddess.

Casey stared at Ted, he had taken his shirt off and he was pacing around like a caged animal. She had seen him with his shirt off last month when he destroyed the state crossfit games. But now he was noticeably bigger, jesus was that even possible in a month, well with Ted anything was possible. she walked over to him "Ted I know you're tried of hearing this but fuck that was incredible." Ted looked at her "Thank you Casey, I never get tired of hearing that" "You were so intense and focused, Ted I'll never doubt you again" Ted nodded "Sorry if I was an asshole, but I just get in this zone when I'm lifting and you probably shouldn't ever doubt me haha" Casey was trying not to stare at his body "So you've gained weight" Ted looked down at himself "Yeah a few lbs" Casey laughed " Way more than a few, lets see what you weigh." Ted stood on the scale "233! Ted, how are you growing like this! Ted looked at her "I put in the fucking work" Casey was taken aback by his tone "Do you know how big your muscles are now?" "I've never measured anything like that" she went and got a tape measure "Well lets see, then you can do me, if you want" Ted smiled "Sounds like a good trade" 'Ok well your shirt is off, but might need to take your shorts off to measure your quads, as long as your wearing underwear...kidding" Ted pull his shorts down, they were the only 2 left at the box and it should have been strange to be standing there in only his boxer briefs with Casey, but he didn't care. "Wow I've never really seen your quads before" He looked down and flexed them, every muscle popped and relaxed as he flexed and relaxed them "Ok lets start with arms" Ted brought his right arm up and pumped his arm a few times before holding a bicep flex, he could see Casey's eyes light up as he held the flex, her hands looked small putting the tape around his arm. "OMG over 19 inches" she put her hands around his bicep "Your arms are huge!" Ted smiled "still a long way to go" she brought her hands down and let her hand drag across his pecs. "Ok lets see calves" she got down on her knees and he flexed his calf. They were still covered with thick veins from his workout, she traced a big vein in the front with her finger and then wrapped the tape around his massive calf. "18.5, thats as big as most guys quads haha" Ted looked down at her approvingly. "Ok now the biggest part of your quad" She sat up and ran her hand up his flexed thigh, stopped right below the bottom of his underwear. Her face was inches from his crotch he could feel her breathing heavily on him. She wrapped the tape around his quad as he flexed "So close to 28 inches!" she traced the separated muscles with her fingers "And your so ripped" She looked up at him with a dazed look in her eyes. He wanted to drop his boxer briefs and let her measure something else. He looked down "Your turn" Casey stood up very flustered, she took off her tshirt leaving just her sports bra on "Ok, lets see" Ted looked at her and pointed down, she was wearing tights "Can't let your tights mess up the measurements" he smiled She gave him a look and took off her tights. Ted had never seen a thong like she was wearing, it was really just 3 pieces of string, slightly wider in the front to barely cover her. She saw him staring at her "What? Can't have thong lines showing in my tights" Ted nodded "Whats the back look like?" he smiled she stuck her tongue out and did a quick turn "See" "My arms are up here" she said playfully, bringing her arm up into a bicep flex. Ted had never actually seen her flexing before, damn she was built. Ted wrapped the tape around her flexed bicep "Looks like 14.75, big girl" "Not too bad for a girl" she gave him a grin. He unwrapped the tape and squatted down keeping his right hand behind her and letting it graze her perfect bubble butt on the way down. "Flex those calves" she pumped them a few times, they were huge, almost as big as his "Damn how did you get these calves?" "I was a gymnast when i was little and played about every other sport growing up, soccer and track and high school. I love them now but being young and having bigger legs than every guy was a little weird haha, I def got teased about my legs growing up." He felt her calves as he wrapped the tape around them, "No one should ever tease you, your legs are fucking awesome" He looked up and saw her smiling down at him "Damn girl "16.5 inches and perfect shape too" He unwrapped the tape and brought his hands up her thighs, she flexed them in his hands. Unflexed her legs were soft and hard at the same time, flexed they were like steel. He wrapped the tape around her mid thigh, his face was so close to her he could feel the heat coming from her. "24 and a half inches, jesus girl" she pouted and talked in a little girl voice "No fair your all pumped up and I'm not" He looked up at her, he could see her perfect 6 pack flexing with each quick breath "Casey you are incredible, I've never seen a woman like you before" his hands her still on her legs rubbing her quads, creeping around her hamstrings and moving upward. He moved his face closer and kissed her inner thigh. She shivered and let out a moan. "Ted no, you're married, I want to, you don't even know how bad. I've tried to stay away from you, i tried to be mean to you to make you go away. But every time I see you in here I'm just drawn to you, I can't even handle being near you sometimes. When you first came I knew you were attracted to me, I could see you staring and gawking at me, you started working so hard and I thought it was cute, I never thought you would become...like this. That first night when you got on the leaderboard, you were just oozing confidence and power, I couldn't help it I had to text you, I knew i shouldn't. Then my birthday, God I wanted you to take me right in front of everyone, I had to blow you off, it was too much I knew it was wrong. Since then its just gotten worse, I mean you've just totally changed, I don't even know how to say it. Your body, oh my god, your body, your bigger everytime i see you. Your so arrogant now, and i don't mean in a bad way at all, your powerful you radiate power, confidence and its such a fucking turn on. Seeing you tonight was just too much, your strength, your size and I don't even care I'm telling you, I want you to know, I want to feed your ego, make you even more arrogant. I fantasize about you, like I know you used to about me. I know your amazing in bed, I can just tell, sexuality just pours off of you, I don't know how a woman could be around you and not beg you to be with them." Ted knew he should be stunned by everything she just told him. But all he could do was nod, because everything she said was true.

Here's a short story I'm beginning to write I wonder if anyone is interested in the premise before I continue. EDIT: I've decided to write the full story. I've got an overall framework in my head and am really liking its setting and story trajectory. It will have elements of growth (macro level and less), theft, humiliation, revenge, etc. many surpirses along the way. Stay tuned for more - Introduction - Priapus, god of fertility, sex, genitals, and masculinity, the patron saint of our praetorian guard. He watches over us, ensuring our success in battle and blessing us with power. Power that has no rival amongst our enemies...a power that has never failed us before. However, this is the story of our downfall. The chronicle of how our elite legion of guardsman was destroyed, brought down by a creature that had not been seen in a millennia by any mortal or god. - Part One | Titus - "Titus, watch your back, you're leaving yourself wide open for any attack that comes at you. You must keep constant vigilance in a battle!" I boom as I walk around my troops as they spar with one other on the austere training field. I mentally asses each of the soldiers, their well muscled bodies flexing in the glistening sunlight as they train with one another. I walk over to Titus and wave a hand at his sparring partner, quietly telling him to leave us. "Titus, tell me, how do you like being a part of our guard. You've only been with us for a short while but you have improved leaps and bounds above the rest of the new recruits." "Yes Sir, I've been dreaming about joining since I was a child. And as soon as I turned 18 I enlisted without a second thought. I can't wait to finally become a full member." He awkwardly shuffles his feet back and forth while he hangs his head. "That is, Sir, if I am chosen as a member." He eyes my bulge at the word member. And what a bulge it is. As Priapus is our patron, becoming a member of the Legion has certain benefits. "Then I have good news for you. The command group has decided that you will be our newest guard. Your ceremony is tonight. We waste no time in this group. Our mission is critical, as you know, and dark forces lurk at every corner. We must continue to increase our numbers." "Yes Sir. I understand. It is an honor to become a part of something greater. Something larger." He says with a slight smirk. I return a with a small smile. "Yes. Tonight. Now, return to your training. And mentally prepare yourself for your new life."

Part two is early. I got inspired and decided to write it. There may be spelling errors but I'll fix it later - Part Two | The Initiation - Titus enters the initiation chamber. Dimly lit from a fire in the center of the room, three hooded figures form a semicircle behind the fire. Titus gingerly approaches the flame, bare naked as the ritual requires. "Titus. We are pleased that you have accepted our offer to join our ranks. You will be a fine, loyal addition to our cause. But before you become one of our brotherhood you must complete the sacred ritual as all others have before you. As in battle, we maintain strict secrecy over our practices as our true selves may frighten some of those we are sworn to protect." "I don't understand what you mean Sir. What secrets can the Legion possibly have. All know we are the most elite soldiers our empire has ever known." "You are correct Titus. We are the most powerful and lethal soldiers our emperor has to use against his enemies. However, there are many secrets we keep that are only known to those who share our ranks. Some of those secrets you will discover tonight." "Yes Sir. I apologize for questioning you." "Titus. Have you not wondered how all members of the Legion share many physical traits in common? While none of our recruits share them?" "I have always wondered how you all are larger than most men. In all places." He blushes and breaks eye contact, looking down at my bulge, that even shrouded by a robe is difficult to miss. "Yes Titus. Becoming a member comes with a gift from our patron, Priapus, god of masculinity and genitals. Most do not know of him. He is an old God that has faded from common knowledge. Though we still worship him. And from that worship we are granted power." I drop my robe along with my two brothers to either of my side, revealing well muscled bodies that puts any Olympian or other soldier to shame. Broad chests, shoulders larger than most men's heads, arms rippling with muscles upon muscles, and a ripped core that points down to our source of power. Priapus has granted our Legion with cocks and balls that make horses look like minuscule. Titus looks to my brethren, soaking in the sight of their bare cocks as the sway back and forth. Each has a piece that is easily 12" long and as thicker than any stead's. Their balls hang halfway to their knees, round and full they appear to be the size of large pomegranates. Then his eyes pivot to mine. As captain of the Legion, my cock is larger than the others, proving my right to take command. It is 6" longer than my brothers' and nearly twice as thick. My balls hang to the same length but they are almost twice as large as my guard leaders. "Sir, how...how is this possible?" "Priapus, of course. And what is ours you will soon share. But first, another secret. We spend a majority of our times in what we call our compressed forms. These forms allow us to travel amongst our protectees without causing hysteria. Our true expanded forms are reserved for battle and training. And nights like tonight where we welcome new blood." "You're saying this is the smallest form you may take?" Simultaneously afraid and aroused, Titus becomes excited as he attempts to cover his growing piece from us but cannot as he is naked. "Yes Titus. And to share our power with you, we must take our true form." I taken notice of his considerable endowment of 8". Well, considerable for a mortal. I distantly remember a time where my cock was comparable to his. The three of us close our eyes and focus on drawing out our power. As we concentrate our pieces begin to harden from their slumbering states. As they inch up, our balls begin to swell larger, filling in the empty space of our loose hanging sacks. My cock is nearly hard when I barely open my eyes to admire it. Nearly two feet long, the foreskin has finally retracted over the head. Revealing a pulsing, pink bulb the size of an apple. Though I know that any mortal would kill for this power, I can't help but think how cute it looks at this size. "Sir...they're beautiful and so..." "Quiet Titus, our transformations are not complete. This is simply our erect states." His mouth agape, a sense of wonder crosses his face. Now that we are fully erect and our balls have filled with their full power the true transformation can begin. I focus my thoughts on growing, making a silent prayer to Priapus to grant me strength, grant me power, grant me size. My eyes open, glowing an intense blue as my cock rapidly increases in length. Growing nearly one foot in a matter of seconds. My body too swells, gaining more muscle as the seconds tick by. The floor begins to look further away as I shoot past my original height of 6'6", approaching 7' quickly. I look to my brothers by me. They two display the same glowing eyes but their bodies and equipment, while impressive, are no match for mine. Seeing them growing increases my focus and I push myself to my full expanded size. My cock bobs in front of me as it approaches it's battle length. At 5' long it is nearly as tall as Titus. My balls feel heavy as they are larger than cabbages. I am nearly 8' tall now and Titus looks so small with his 5'10" stature. At 700 lbs of muscle, some of the tile beneath my feet shoes signs of hairline cracks forming. We must remember to replace the tile I silently think to myself. "Now Titus. This is our true form. This is our power. Soon to be your power. Are you sure you are ready to accept this gift? There is I going back once you have made your decision." "Yes!" He replies instantly. "I accept the gift!" "Good. Brothers, come here." The two other members approach me. Each 7' hall, their 4' cocks reach me well before they do. I reach to the table behind me and grab a large vase adorned with images of giants battling monsters. I set it on the floor and grab my steel rod. My brothers do the same and we begin stroking. Quickly our cocks begin to leak precum and we are careful to get each drop in the vase. Nearing the edge I let go of my rod and each brother puts a hand on my shaft and I on there's. Within seconds we let out a simultaneous moan and our rods begin convulsing, spewing large amounts of cum into the vase. It is quickly filled but our cocks show little signs of stopping. Each of us points his cock at another and unleashes the rest of his load onto the others. Once finished we focus our attention back on Titus. Cock in hand, he has a small puddle surrounding his feet from the seed he has spilled. I grab the vase and walk over to him, careful to not hit the open flame with my rod. I bend over and scoop up as much of his cum from the floor that I can and pour it into the vase which is now nearly overflowing. "Drink." I command with my deep baritone voice. "Drink all of it and quickly." Without missing a beat, Titus shoves his head into the vase and begins drinking. His belly swells as he drinks. Our cum is potent and addictive, making it easier for him to force more into himself. As he finishes the last drop he lets out a massive burp that echoes throughout the chamber. "Welcome to the Legion Titus. Welcome to your new life. Your new family." He looks down at his distended stomach and watches as it slowly begins flattening to the lean six pack he once sported. A look of sadness washes over him as he returns to normal. "But, Sir, I still look like me." Yes, for now. Our power is not given freely. It must be taken. We must earn it." I raise my right hand and two side doors open, a familiar man enters the room looking afraid. As he enters Titus remembers his face. It is his sparring partner Aelius. Aelius approaches Titus and gives him a weak smile. "Now. Titus, fight. Show us what you have learned from your training." I reach over and rip the tunic from Aelius' body revealing a large, erect endowment of nearly 10". He is also larger than Titus standing at 6'2" but Titus is a much more skilled fighter. "Sir, where are our weapons?" Asks Titus. "You must only use your body, Titus. We do not use weapons. We do not need them. We use our gifts from Priapus. All of them." I say grabbing the base of my steel rod. Titus understands and takes a wider stance as he prepares to battle Aelius. Timidly, and still distracted by the monsters that surround him, Aelius prepares himself for sparring. Titus charges at Aelius. Tackling him to the ground. In his distracted state, Aelius begins to squirm as he hits the dirt. But Titus begins punching him in the stomach. Though smaller, Titus is relentless with his barrage, fueled by the desire to become more. Aelius manages to free his hands from his sides and hold them up to protect his sore body. Titus then instinctually thrusts his cock into Aelius' which causes him to belt out in pain. Titus continues this new onslaught, attempting to destroy his opponent's larger cock. After minutes of this, Aelius lies limp. Defeated. Unable to defend himself. "Aelius, do you admit defeat?" I ask. "Yes." He meekly replies. "Good. Titus, take your prize. You now get to consume his virility. It's yours now. He is not deserving of a cock his size." "How so, Sir?" "Do you remember the contents of the vase? That is the essence of man. The physical representation of his virility. Take it in your body and feel it swell throughout you." Titus lowers his mouth hesitantly to his opponent and begins to suck. Aelius lets out a yelp of pain as he begins to forcefully expel his seed into Titus. As he cums, his muscle becomes less defined and his body begins shrinking. As Titus continues sucking his head does not bob back and forth as much as the cock shrinks in his mouth. Quickly, Aelius begins to look emaciated. His face gaunt, his chest is completely flat and his body looks as tall as a toddler's. Titus' efforts slow as Aelius' cum dries up. He has consumed all that Aelius has to offer. Titus slowly stands up and as he does his body begins swelling. He slowly gains height, increasing from his 5'10" frame to an athletic 6'2" in minutes while his chest begins to expand as he breathes. His arms thicken as he grows, bulging with newly acquired muscle from Aelius. His abs thicken and the grooves deepen. A smattering of fur forms underneath his navel. His ass plumps up to support his newly growing quads. His feet also double in size to provide a firm footing to stand on. And lastly, but not least, his painfully hard 8" cock begins to expand, swelling with newly found power. It lengthens at first, growing an extra 10" to a massive 18" python. Once it has finished lengthening, it begins to grow fatter so it less resembles a long twig but now a girthy log. His balls too swell to the size of small apples. Large but nowhere near the rivals of his brethren. "Welcome Titus, to power." I bellow. Titus breaks his gaze from his new body and stares back at his Captain, eyes glowing a fierce blue.

Ted knew he was ready to break every lifting record at his box. In the month since he won the state crossfit games he had been putting himself through grueling lifting sessions every morning, his old maxes were becoming his warm up weights. He had reached his goal weight of 230lbs and he looked big and he had kept all his cuts, if anything he looked more ripped than he had been. Ted flexed in the mirror almost everyday now, he was bigger than he ever thought possible, but all he wanted was more. He hit every record max in the morning, he knew that night he would become the best. Ted made sure to get all his meals in so he would be at his peak. He blew through his wod and went to the squat rack and started loading the bar. He started at 315 for 20 reps to warm up, then 405 for 10 he was ready. He loaded another 45lbs plate on each side for a 495lbs squat, breaking the record by 20lbs. He called one of the coaches over, Teddy looked at him "You sure you got this?" Ted just started setting up under the bar. A crowd formed around the squat rack and Ted could hear people talking with awe in their voices. He got under the bar and rose up he could feel the bar bending around his shoulders. He stepped back and took a deep breath. He started down slowly controlling the weight until he was past parallel, he then stopped and drove upward in a perfect rep, then he went down again even lower and drove back up. He racked the weight to a huge roar from the crowd. "You didn't need that second one" Teddy the coach said shaking his head "Wanted to make sure the rep counted, I would have done more, but I have more lifts to do" Ted walked to the deadlift bar and started loading it up, he started with 405 for an easy 20 touch and go reps, then 495 for 8 more. He knew that was more than anyone in the box right now could even max. He loaded up 585, 6 45lbs plates on each side. The whole box was watching him, he looked around and found Casey, she gave him a smile. He stood over the bar and reached down to grip it. He squatted down and set his grip and then he started pulling. He drove with his legs raiseing the huge weight off the ground and then pulled with his back locking the weight out letting out a grunt as he did. He held it and then let it drop sounding like it would crash through the floor. "Jesus, you just broke the record by 40lbs" Teddy said shocked "Its been a long day, shouldn't have lifted so heavy his morning and I could have done more and I still have more records to break." Ted unloaded the bar down to 225, Casey walked up "I think your good for tonight" He laughed at her "I'll be good once I have the snatch and clean and jerk record" He grabbed the 225 bar and cleaned it up with with ease, then in one motion using his legs and shoulders drove the bar over his head, he did 8 more. He loaded 275 on the bar and did 5 more. He put 315 on and then added a 10lbs weight to each side, 335lbs. Casey walked over "Ted are you sure you can do this, I don't want to see you get hurt." Ted felt rage boiling inside him, she couldn't tell him what he can and can't do. When he looked at her she was almost scared of him, for the first time she noticed his body. He was so pumped he was bulging out of his clothes, his sleeves had been pushed up by his biceps, his pecs were pushing out from his shirt, she could see his lats flaring even from the front even his collar was tight around his neck. His shorts were riding up from the size of his quads and his calves and forearms were covered in thick veins. She had never felt so small, he didn't say anything and she stepped away. Ted took the rage and channeled it into his lift, the weight came up easy in the clean motion. He paused resting the weight and then the weight exploded upward his quads and shoulders pushing it over this head where he held it and let out a yell, he threw the weight down. The snatch he wasn't going to even bother with a warm up, he took the 10's off the side and the bar was back at 315lbs. He looked right at Casey as he was setting up the lift, she looked almost dazed. He squatted down and grabbed the bar, in one fluid motion using all of his strength he flung the bar over his head and squatted straight up. He threw it down, people were cheering and slapping his on the back but he didn't care. So what, he beat the losers who used to workout here, he sat on the bench. He wasn't satisfied, he had worked toward this moment and here it was, he was pissed. He could feel a fire burning inside him, what he did tonight was nothing. He caught Casey staring at him, she tried to look away but she knew he had seen her. Ted looked at her and stood up and while staring at her the tore off his shirt.

Not exactly my wheelhouse, but wrote this at the request of a furry friend. He is probably going to post it elsewhere too, in case you happen to come across a similar story. “Hey Chad.” Chad rolled over languidly on the couch to face Andy. Summer had just begun, and Chad wore only boxers as he woke up from his mid-day nap. His prodigious girth bulged through the thin fabric unapologetically, his head starting to peak through the rim. Chad had been unable to work out for the past year due to his herniated disc, but his body still reflected his formerly jockish stature. While he had lost a fair amount of mass, he still had above average musculature and tone. His chest stuck out proudly above where his abs had been, and his arms, though softer than before, still filled the sleeves of his shirts nicely. Chad was unsatisfied with this, but there was not much he could do about it in his condition. His cock, in the meantime, was unaffected and made this fact known at every opportunity. He grinned mischievously. Andy had been upstairs working on a “secret project” for the last few hours, and Chad had already started throbbing in anticipation. As Andy strolled down the stairs and into the living room, Chad admired his lithe body and smooth, young features. His deep jade eyes held a playful expression. “What have you got there?” Chad said, eyes intently focused on what Andy was holding behind his back. Andy grinned in kind, revealing his red panda suit. “Put this on, for starters. I made some changes I think you’ll like. I’ll go grab the head.” Chad hurriedly started donning the suit, careful to avoid aggravating his injury, and had just finished when Andy returned. So far he hadn’t noticed anything obviously different. Eager to find out what Andy had devised, he placed the red panda head over his own while Andy finished strapping up the last of the Velcro. “Okay, now don’t freak out. The spell I bound to the suit is going to start when I say the trigger word, and it might be kind of intense,” Andy said. “What? Why would I…?” Chad started to say. “Zanzibar,” Andy whispered. In spite of Andy’s warning, Chad started to freak out just a little. The suit tightened around his body when Andy had released the spell. While the fabric wasn’t constricting him, it started to conform perfectly to the outline of his body. “What did you do?” he said, a note of panic in his voice. Andy just smirked and watched as the transformation began. Chad first felt a warmth in his groin that slowly radiated outwards across the rest of his flesh. As it spread, his muscles tensed and relaxed rhythmically beneath the fabric, growing slowly with every flexion. The suit continued to alter its shape to accommodate the changes. It expanded where his swelling biceps and burgeoning triceps fought for space on his arms, while it shrank in the waist as his abs tightened into thick cords of muscle. It failed to keep up around his torso, however, momentarily constricting his breathing. His chest pushed relentlessly outward, growing rounder and fuller by the second, and his back pulled the fabric in the opposite direction giving a nobility to his stature. Ultimately it caught up, providing the contour for his heavy set of pecs and fitting perfectly taut along the jutting lats. It seemed to fare better with his quads and calves, even though they were ballooning at an equally dizzying rate. His legs rubbed together as he finally stood again and took a few steps towards Andy. “What the hell just happened?” Chad asked, still in shock. “What, you don’t like it?” Andy said. Andy couldn’t help but appreciate the results of his work. He guided his hands across the powerful chest and down the row of abdominals leading to thick, meaty quads. He kind of regretted not making the fur softer than it already was; some of the changes were hidden behind the thickness of it. Even still, he realized he had overcorrected (perhaps on purpose), and Chad was a little larger and better defined than he had been before his injury. Chad attempted to answer the question, but before he got his first word out the second part of the spell had started to take effect. The warmth that began in his groin intensified to a sensation near orgasm, his head flaring and pre leaking from his slit. His eyes, though not visible to Andy, began to roll back in his head and he fell to his knees from the overwhelming pleasure. It was a few minutes before Chad came back to his senses. Andy was not really in a rush to help him, either. Watching this indomitable stud he had created fall to his knees as the result of his work had him more than a little hard. Chad then lifted his head and gave Andy that lusty look that the costume had been designed for. Andy froze in anticipation. They held eye contact for what seemed like minutes before Chad rushed in on Andy and immediately began to disrobe him between grinding sessions. “How does your back feel?” Andy asked. Chad didn’t have time for questions like that. He was too busy running his claws across Andy’s back and humping him vigorously. The spell had given him some prehensile control over his tail, and he used it to wrap around Andy’s waist and rub it along his crotch. He then threw Andy down on the couch, noticing for the first time the newfound strength that had been missing for so long. And he relished in it. Andy was now his plaything, a vessel to shove his cock into anytime he wanted. The look on Andy’s face was still a little smug, though, as far as Chad was concerned. That wouldn’t do. Chad picked him up from under his legs, shoving him into the wall by the fireplace. They hadn’t done this position since the injury, and now Andy felt like a feather in his burly arms. He started to frot against Andy through the suit, the firmness of his cock apparent to Andy’s bare skin even through the fabric. After he couldn’t take it any longer, Chad slipped his dick through the opening in the crotch. His head pressed gently against Andy’s hole as it begged for release from the confines of the suit. “You’re going to cum soon if you keep going at this rate,” Andy advised. Chad didn’t seem to be paying much attention. “Alright then, you asked for it. Heel, boy.” Chad felt something like a rope slide around his wrists, shoulders, legs, and ankles, lightly at first and then just shy of painful. He couldn’t see anything physically binding him, but he guessed that Andy had constricted the suit at those points to allow control over Chad’s motions. Andy descended to the floor as Chad’s wrists drew closer to his ankles, and by the time his feet hit the ground Chad was already hogtied with his knees on the floor. “Let’s just take this nice and slow, okay?” Chad stared intently at Andy already knowing full well he could not disagree. He was using the full strength of his new body to pull against the binds to no avail. The more he flexed the tighter the binds became, and it was only making him harder. “I added that command in as a precaution in case you got a little too frisky, but I think I like you better this way. It reminds you who’s really in control here…” Andy trailed off. Chad’s cock still stuck out of his suit, full mast and dripping with pre. Andy knelt down gently and worked the tip of his tongue across his slit, slowly lapping up the sweet fluid that flowed steadily down his shaft. He carefully brought his lips down to meet the head as his tongue slid further down the shaft until his entire head was held inside Andy’s mouth. His tongue explored fluted edges of the expanding head, which always grew dramatically as he approached orgasm. Chad still held every muscle in tense opposition to the binds, starting to moan involuntarily as Andy held him constantly on edge. It might have been a byproduct of the spell, the fact that he was bound, or just from the absence of the pain that had plagued him, but the motion of Andy’s tongue incited more erogenous sensation than he could recall ever experiencing. All of his conscious thoughts were absorbed in the ecstasy of that moment. Andy pulled his mouth off of Chad’s dick, making a popping sound as his lips slid over the edges of the head. Now that Andy had released him from his blissful stupor, Chad slid slowly back into reality. He managed to angle his head so that he could look down at his cock, still pulsing, and noticed that it had not grown to match the rest of him. With some clarity finally returning to his thoughts, he managed to blurt out his burning question. “Andy, why didn’t you make me any bigger down there?” “Christ, aren’t you big enough?” Andy replied. Chad started to whimper in protest. What good was this body if it didn’t have the cock to match? Andy couldn’t help but smile at the behemoth who knelt entangled before him, begging him for more. “Hold on,” Andy said, flicking Chad’s cock hard with his middle finger on his way to emphasize his helplessness. Andy returned a few minutes later with a large, leather-bound book, leafing through the pages. Chad was still in binds, fully erect, and as far as Andy could tell still growing. Andy flipped through the pages of his tome looking for the addition to the spell that he needed, meanwhile allowing Chad to stand briefly before binding him again to a nearby chair. Ergonomics were important, after all. Once he found the incantation he was looking for, he studied it momentarily and began to recite it softly in the direction of the suit. The musical tones that escaped his lips were low and guttural, like a toad attempting a song in bass. The hair on the suit stood up as Andy made the changes to his previous spell. Within the first few notes, Chad’s dick started to throb with greater fervor than he thought possible. Each pulse left his dick just a little bit harder, thicker, longer, larger. The massive inflation of his already gigantic cock was almost painful, but Chad watched in ignorance of this as his dick grew larger by the second. “Happy?” Andy inquired after Chad’s cock had stopped growing. If Andy had to guess, it had gained about a third of its original size. Chad just stared at Andy through his lusty panda eyes. The renewed pre flowing exuberantly down his shaft like a small stream answered his question for him. Andy grabbed Chad by his joystick and started again where he had left off, realizing that his fingers barely fit around the shaft. Andy could feel Chad’s urethra pumping in his hands as the pre continued to flow. A few precursory strokes were followed with an attempt at fitting the massive rod in his mouth, but Andy was having some difficulty even fitting the head in. He had probably made Chad a little too large, even if Chad was too lost in ecstasy to recognize it. Andy made a mental note of things to change for the next time around. Without warning, Chad exploded into Andy’s mouth. While Andy did his best to swallow all of it, the force of his spray was augmented by the spell and the greater part of Chad’s cum spilled out through his lips, leaking back down onto Chad’s cock and groin. After gently removing his mouth from Chad’s head, Andy licked his lips. Slowly Chad’s convulsions died down and the semen stopped flowing. Andy and took a minute to clean himself up while he admired his handiwork. Chad’s body seemed as though it had not entirely finished growing, and even though he was still snugly bound Andy enjoyed watching his muscles tense as he resisted in futility. Meanwhile Chad had not quite finished his ejaculation, and shot a few extra spurts across Andy’s face. Andy chuckled a bit. The cum he was wiping off his nose and chin was nothing compared to the volume that ran down Chad’s shaft and soaked his groin. Andy took a few seconds to take in the whole scene, and then decided it was time to come to a close. “Kookaburra,” he whispered softly into Chad’s ear, citing the trigger word to inactivate the spell. Chad was perhaps too incapacitated to notice the changes, but Andy watched as he returned to his previous size, his cock the only feature that remained hard and proud as it returned to its former stature. His arms deflated, his chest sank, and his back shrank as the magic that had sustained his gargantuan body returned to the suit. Chad came back to his senses right around the end of the transformation. He removed the panda head, still reeling from the orgasm. Andy kissed him gently, the taste of Chad’s cum still fresh on his lips. “When can we do that again?” he asked. “Any time you like, big guy,” Andy said.

I wrote this story today and I've wanted to for ages, based on a guy in his mid-50s I know who recently got into competitive bodybuilding. He's so gruff and manly and when we see each other in the street or in town he slaps me on the back and I wish I was one of his sons. This is what I imagine he and his grown sons get up to behind closed doors. Enjoy! -------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Dave looked really good. He had turned fifty a nine months prior and had never felt better. Life seemed to be back on track for the guy, who had not had the easiest of times. His high school sweetheart Angela, with whom he had sired two sons, had been gone from his life for twenty six lonely years. His love for her had been so profound that he had never even glanced in the direction of another woman since her passing. Until her death he had been a keen gym goer and amateur bodybuilder, and she loved when he would bounce his meaty pecs or flex his powerful arms for her. It made her feel safe, and him feel masterful and strong, like a trusty protector of his beloved treasure. After she was gone he stopped paying attention to this aspect of his life, turning his attention to being a dutiful father for the lads and working hard to provide for them. It was as he approached the milestone birthday that he caught a glimpse of himself in the shower, his shoulders still broad and his waist still trim, that the idea crossed his mind to head to the home gym in the basement and see if any of his formidable strength remained. He was to be pleasantly surprised as he loaded up a squat rack with heavy weights, dropped to ground with them over his shoulders and bounced up effortlessly. The adrenaline was instant and a rush of excitement coursed through his body. After this exercise his quads were bursting with veins and pulsating wildly. “This is definitely something I could get back into.” He pondered. Fast forward to Christmas Eve, as Dave sat by the fire in the living room with the newspaper and a glass of wine, his bulging muscular frame filling the armchair his sons entered the room. “Ah there you are boys! I was wondering where you’d both got to. Come and join me on the couch.” The beast of a man stood up, his mass eclipsing the two smaller men who had sprung from his seed. He sat in the middle of the sofa and was joined on either side by Andreas and Robert. He put his arms around their necks and brought them in to nuzzle his huge, hard chest and they obediently and adoringly rested, each head gently placed on one solid pec. Dave began to rub his sons’ backs gently, and then not so gently. After not long his arm extended further and further south and was massaging their buttocks. Massaging them hard. The boys each began to squeeze one of their dad’s thick nipples, which immediately began to get thicker and harder. A small moan came out of each of their soft mouths as a large middle finger entered their rectum. “Shhhhh boys, don’t respond, just let it happen, ease into it.” Upon their father’s instruction their anuses appeared to relax and their expressions of anguish turned to beaming smiles and Dave began to thrust his finger in and out of the tight holes. “Boys I never imagined we’d have such a happy Christmas after your mother died. This is such a delight, I love you both so much.” He then began to passionately kiss Andreas, thrusting his tongue down his son’s throat. “Daddy we love you too. Every day that Andy and I stay home to look after all of your needs is a dream come true, we love our daddy!” purred Robert into dad’s ear. This pleased Dave and he flipped his body over, leaving Andreas to catch his breath, and began thrusting his giant body against Robert’s slight pudgy build. Robert moaned as Dave bit down on his lower lip before digging his warm wet tongue into his mouth. “Robbie you’re so tasty, just what I needed after a big dinner!” Dave ripped off his sweater showing a distended, but nonetheless ripped, belly from the aforementioned meal. The trousers came next and his gigantic throbbing cock made quick work of tearing through his tight boxers. “Andy, worship my body like a good boy while I smash your brother’s arse open!” Andreas didn’t need to be told twice and he got down on the floor, licking his father’s toes and then moving up the rippling legs, first kissing and groping the calf muscles that jutted out like coarse diamonds and then moving his head up between the beefy red hot thighs. He kissed the insides of his dad’s quads as Dave tightened his grip on his son’s head as his pleasure intensified. “Come on Robbie, time to see if I loosened you up enough.” In less than a second he undressed his son and turned him over, burying his handsome face in the asshole, excavating the deep crevice with his tongue. “Mmmmmm Robbie you taste so good! You’re truly the fruit of my loins, I can’t wait to get you properly lubed up to take daddy’s pillar of flesh!” Robert was in a trance, so thrilled to be dominated by his possessive, caring daddy and immediately widened his rectum, knowing that an enormous and powerful force was about to enter, and would not be soft or gentle. Having been widened by his father’s loving tongue and finger there was no difficulty slipping in his member which glided beautifully in and out of his son’s snatch. Dave beat his chest as he pounded his son’s ass and grunted primordially like a wild animal as he felt the throes of orgasm approaching. He tightened his grip on Robert’s waist as he pumped his cock into the little man’s ass three more times, unleashing a flood of semen which flew up Robert’s ass and began leaking a steady warm ooze down his thighs and onto the floor. It was so warm that it began to steam as it made contact with the winter air outside. Whilst Robbie lay on his back on the couch, continuously dripping from his asshole, Dave was not yet sated. He looked over to Andreas, his more muscular but still diminutive son and indicated that it was his turn. Andreas removed his shirt and pants and stood looking up to his father in just his underpants. Dave wrapped his arms around Andreas and began to feel his body up. “You two boys remind me of your mother and myself years ago. Robbie you’re lovely and soft, smooth all over. Putting my dick in you is like sticking it to your mum’s tight wet pussy, and you scream and howl like she used to, like you can’t decide whether you’re on cloud nine to have my godly dick inside you or whether you’re terrified it’s going to rip you wide open. Andy,” he said, caressing his son’s chiselled face “you’re like me when I was in my 20s. Tight abs, nice pair of pecs and wide shoulders. Still a baby compared to me, but I love seeing the little similarities between us. And the way your six pack is always covered in stubble from you shaving that stubborn hair that won’t stop growing. Just drives me wild, let me stick my head in there!” He proceeded to motorboat his son’s pecs. He stood side by side next to his son, spread his legs slightly, and lifted his arms in the air, bringing his large hands into fists next to his head forming an impressive front double biceps pose. Andreas followed, the arrogant smirk on his face warming Dave’s heart. He put his hands around Andreas’ left biceps, squeezing them with ease. The two continues to pose down as Robert crawled over to the two of them and began worshiping them. Sucking his father’s still erect cock and working Andreas’ with his hand. “You really are just like your mother Robbie, such a good sucker. Once you’ve made me cum a second time I’m going to reward you by letting you come to bed with me.” Robert began to suck even harder and faster, he loved going to bed with his daddy, and he would lay in his daddy’s arms al night jerking off again and again, the two of them waking up in a sticky pool of both of their discharges that flooded over the edge of the bed and all over the floor. As his father shot his load down his son’s throat, Robert blacked out, probably deprived of oxygen and enjoyed several hours of comatose muscle worship dreams.

Ted's a fucking god!

If Andy grows liek his dad, then he will be everything his dad had wanted for him

Another installment. - Part Three | The Quest Begins - "Emperor Celsus, we are here to serve." I bow on one knee. "Rise Captain, a man of your stature and prowess bows not to me." "Thank you, your majesty. But I am one for tradition. I would like to introduce Titus, our newest recruit to the Legion. Titus, come forward." Titus emerges from beyond my two guard leaders. He is still getting accustomed to his new form, slightly awkward as he approaches. His legs are kept apart by his swollen cock and balls between his legs. His tunic bulges obscenely at the crotch. We must get it tailored better for him, it appears as if Priapus has gifted him more than the average new recruit. Even his muscle presses against his billowing tunic as he strides forward. He will do well in our ranks. Very well. "Your Majesty." He says as he kneels before the emperor. "My, he is a specimen isn't he." The emperor says. "Almost as large as the biggest of my private guard." The emperor casts a cursory glance at his private guards. They stiffen to attention at their mention. Trying to puff themselves up. "How may we serve you, your majesty?" "I have received reports from my Generals of a strange creature that has been terrorizing the mountains to our Eastern border." My eyes flicker to life. "The East, we have not been threatened from that border in many years. The last time was..." my voice trails off as I remember my surroundings and decide this is not the audience to share this information with. "...well before my time with the Legion." I try to cover up my distraction. But I know too well what horror lies in front of us. "Yes, it has been many years. There is not much in our records about that era. Our enemy is unknown and that is why I have called you, my elite guard, to assist with our efforts." "Of course your majesty. We will leave immediately for the Eastern Mountains. Titus, guards, come." Later back at the Legion sanctuary I walk into Titus' room. "Titus, I have decided to bring you with me on this quest; it will be your first test." I round the corner of Titus' quarters to find him rock hard, jerking his new equipment on his bed. He sees me and his face turns red. "Titus, I understand that this new power is truly enthralling but we must hurry. A quest from the emperor is of the utmost importance. Plus, there will be many trials along the way, ample time for you to gain experience and increase your power. I fear that you may need every ounce that you can acquire. Finish your session and please come to the courtyard when you've finished." "Yes...yes Sir." He quivers in a mix of fear and lust staring back down at his pulsing rod. He may be larger than the others in his class I think to myself recalling his thick 18" piece but he needs more if he is to survive. My own cock begins stirring to life. "Not now" I whisper to it "but soon I will give you a feeding. My, it has been a while hasn't it." I gently pat the head and will it to return dormant. Titus throws open his door and scurries out on my heels. "Sir, I am ready to depart." He says breathlessly, cock still a bit hard and his tunic with a wet spot the size of a dinner plate. "Then let us depart immediately." We have been hiking nonstop for the past three days through the wood. Our power from Priapus imbues us with inhuman strength that propels us forward on our quest but even that has its limits. "Titus. We shall camp here for the night. Regain our strength. And pray to Priapus for good health and virility. Prepare a fire, I will fetch dinner." "Yes Sir." He says, winded. When I return from hunting I see a roaring blaze. "Good boy." I whisper to myself. I throw down the wild boar I skated and skin it quickly. I assemble a spit and we sit around the fire waiting for it to cook. "Sir, may I ask you a question?" "Of course Titus. My knowledge is yours too now." I reply with a fatherly smile. "When I defeated Aelius and took in his virility my cock more than doubled in size and my body grew much larger than its beginning state. You are very large and well endowed but shouldn't you be much larger than you are based on how much I grew from Aelius' defeat?" "The first victory is always the largest result. Your body has just invested copious amounts of mY and the guard leaders seed, the largest three men in our groups to be exact. From now on each victory will yield smaller results but you will still grow." "Ah, I see." He ponders this revelation in his mind. "And how many have you slain Sir?" "Thousands." I say grimly. "Oh. I understand. Were any of those from the East?" A grim look crosses my face. "No Titus, I have never dealt with this enemy personally. I have only read about it in our books. I suppose I should share this story with you as it may shed light on our quest and why we have not brought the remainder of our forces." "You said you knew nothing of this enemy to the emperor." "Some secrets must be kept just that, secrets. Even from the emperor. Now head my story and eat your dinner." The fire casts a menacing light on the two of us and I begin my tale. -- The Tale of Priapus and the Creature -- "In the early days of the Legion, Priapus, our patron god, walked among our ranks as our god-Captain. He selected only the finest warriors for his brethren, as we still do today, gifting them power and virility. As a full god cast from Olympus, he preferred the company of mortals to that of gods. Our numbers swelled as the years past under the leadership of Priapus. We were nomadic back then, travel king constantly from village to village serving and protecting our people. The Legion came across a village one day filled with mortals who appeared to be skeletons, emaciated souls that walked around the village aimlessly, lost to the outside world. Priapus and his guard leaders went to the elder of the village, a man that sat one. Throne much larger than himself, fit for a king of large proportions. To his right stood a son, a son that did not resemble his fellow villagers but looked like he could be a member of the Legion even without receiving the gift of virility." "Priapus approached the king and asked what happened to the villagers to cause them to look so frail. Was it famine, war, a disease? The king replied meekly and pointed out of his chanbers to the East. To the highest peak on the mountain he hung his head and wept. 'The creature. The creature took it all. All except my son. He is the pinnacle of what my people were and I am example of what they are. Please, please assist us. Save us from its terror." "Even though a god, Priapus looked nervously around the chamber. 'We, The Legion, will assist you good king.' Turning toward the Prince, 'protect them while we defeat the evil plaguing your land.'" "The legion then began the arduous trek to the peak of the eastern mountain in silence. As they hiked to the top they passed many skeletal corpses embedded in the snow wearing armor that appeared to be many times larger than their bodies warranted, with swords that most men could not dream of wielding." "At the top of the highest peak was a castle. An austere building that looked to be the home of a giant. The Legion cautiously approached and Priapus pushed open the oaken doors to a large, near empty chamber. At the far end of the chamber sat a man. What appeared to be a normal looking person. Not an abomination of size as they all expected. 'Welcome god and company. Welcome to my humble home. I should say welcome to our home. Because you will spend an eternity here.'" "'Creature, why have you destroyed the lives of hundreds in the village below?' Commanded Priapus. 'Hunger' replied the creature 'an insatiable hunger. A hunger I have known forever. A hunger that only a god like yourself can satiate.' "The creature rises to its feet and begins to saunter over to Priapus. The Legion reacts and forms a barricade in front of their god-captain. The largest of the Legion steps forward away from the pack attempting to intercept the creature. He towers over the creature, a true specimen. 7' tall in his compressed form. He launches a punch at the creatures stomach but the creature casually extends his hand at lighting speed and blocks the punch, grabbing the soldier's fist in the process. The soldier lets out a yelp of pain and wrests his hand free. Something looks slightly different about the soldier. He doesn't stand as proud as he once did. He looks thinner, frailer. It's obvious on his face that he feels this way. He looks down at his arms and flexes them. They haven't shrunk much but it's noticeable his armor doesn't fit quite as snug as it did. He looks back up at the creature and a blue fire burns out of his eyes." "Quickly, the large soldier begins swelling. His cock stirs to life as it hardens from its dormant state to a 3.5' sword. He rips his armor off to free the beast and let his transformation happen. His cock bobs up and down, free from its constraints and his balls, the largest of the Legion, aside from Priapus himself, hang heavy in his large sack. His body continues growing. His already beefy muscles expand continuously, his cock pulses larger to nearly 6' long and thick as a small tree. He is well over 9' tall as his growth tapers off making the creature before him look childish. His two orbs stretch his huge sack to the limits as if they're about to bust free of their confines. "Now creature, behold a true warrior, a soldier of Priapus." He lunges forward toward the creature reaching out to strike him. The feature does nothing, accepting he onslaught of punches to his stomach and groin. As the soldier thinks the creature has had enough, the creature begins to laugh maliciously and latches his body onto the soldiers gargantuan endowment. 'Thank you for this gift you are about to give me. You will do nicely as an appetizer to your god-captains main course.' With that the creature unhinges his jaws and puts his mouth on the soldier's cock. The soldiers yells I agony as the creature begins sucking the soldiers monster cock. As his efforts increase the soldier again appears to be deflating, looking smaller every second. The creature lets out a long, sensuous moan and doubles his efforts. Soon the soldier appears to be in his compressed form but his eyes are still electric blue when he can keep them open. His cock has reduced to nearly 2' but still fully hard and his body several feet shorter and hundreds of pounds lighter. The rest of the Legion can only look on in horror, paralyzed by fear. Though Priapus merely grimaces." "Soon the former beast of a man looks like a mortal. And not even an athletic one. More like a stringy teenager on the verge of puberty. The creature removes his mouth from the now 6" long cock and licks his lips. 'Thank you, peasant, that meal was delicious.' As he stands his form swells high and higher. His body absorbing the virility of the cum he has just ingested. 'All his villagers, while large, did not hit the spot like you did. But now I can feel the power selling inside me. And it is wonderful.' He hisses. His form continues growing from its original 6' stature. To monstrous proportions as it approaches 12' tall in under a minute. He looks awfully scrawny though as his weight has not yet matched his height. But as his height tapers off a true wonder happens. His soft begins rhythmically pulsing. His muscles inflate and at the same time does his cock. It grows from its dormant state of 7" to nearly 8' long and thickens in the process. It's tip leaks out thick ropes of precum in the process. His clothing, threadbare at first, stood on chance and was shredded well before his growth even kicked in fully. "'What. Are. You?' The former soldier, a shell of a man now, meekly asks. "'Why I am an incubus of course. Put on this earth since the beginning and given a hunger that only grows with the years. I am your downfall. I am a god. More than a god. I am a god destroyer.'"

I agree... I can even ignore the fact that the relationship/sex parts are straight!

*¬* i love it , i hope dave and his son growth muscle and have more sex

I love teh descriptions n the exercises. You are doing a great work

Yeah. I was using my phone. AutoCorrect hates me. I caused it's divorce.

My bad, I wasn't aware that was how tags were used here- my apologies, appropriate tag added to this story and will be in future.

My name is Greg. I had just turned 18 a few days ago, and my parents invited the entire family to our house to celebrate. It was great seeing them all, but the very next day my parents left for a wedding with my sister, and I was left home alone. It was a beautiful day, so I went for a walk, and then to a movie with some friends. I got home in the evening, I took a shower, and then I decided to go clubbing, since I was in no mood to be alone. So, I put on the nicest clothes I owned, and went to a nice night club. It was full of men, and I soon discovered it was a gay club, but I thought, "What's the harm?", and I decided to stay. I went to the bar, ordered a cocktail, and then found an empty booth. I watched the crowd on the dancing floor and the various couples dancing and talking. I felt kinda out of place, because I was a skinny little boy, I weighed 110lbs, and was virtually hairless. All the other men were huge, muscular and extremely hairy. I decided I was going to finish my cocktail, and then go home. As I put the empty glass on the table, I heard a voice say, "Hi there!". I turned around, and I saw one of the most handsome men I have ever seen. He was considerably taller than I was. He had a military haircut, he looked like he didn't shave for a few days and he had a killer smile. He wore a white sleeveless shirt, shorts and sandals. The shirt revelead his massive biceps, and I could see hair peeking from the top of his shirt. His shorts revelead some massive, muscular hairy legs. This guy was like a Greek god. "Hi there," he repeated, waking me up from my revery. "Is this seat taken?" he asked. "No, go ahead," I replied nervously, feeling my face getting red. I got up, getting ready to leave, but he grabbed my hand gently. "Wait, you're not leaving already," he said smiling. "Sit down, and have a drink with me." His smile was so charming, I couldn't resist. I sat down next to him, and we spent the next half hour chatting. I found out his name was Mike, he was 35 years old, and he was a professional fighter. A few times, he put his massive arms around my shoulders, and I thought I was going to faint from his touch. "So," he continued. "Why is cute little piece of ass like yourself all alone, Greg?" "Oh, well....well..." I stammered. "I just wanted to....go out, because I was home alone. " I said, blushing yet again, making him chuckle. "But I think I should go, it's getting late." "Come on, " Mike said. "Let's dance." He took my hand, leading me to the dancefloor. The music suddenly changed, and a slow, romantic song began to play. I noticed all men began to dance in pairs, and I felt like I was going to faint again. Mike took me in his arms, took my hands, leading them to his neck, and he pressed our bodies together. The feeling of his solid body pressed against mine was incredible. I began to sink my finger deep into his muscular back, enjoying him. At one point, our eyes met, and he looked at me with a very serious look on his face. He leaned in and gently kissed my lips. I looked at him and gave him a shy smile. I heard him growl, as he kissed me aggressively this time. He was like an animal, and I loved it. I have never kissed another man, but this was incredible. He broke the kiss, looking at me. "What do you say we blow this joint, and head back to my place, little dude?" I nodded, as if I was under a spell. He grinned again, and he took my hand, leading me out of the club. The nice, warm night air hit me in the face. We got into his car, and he drove us to his apartment. He parked in front of his building, and he opened the door for me. We climbed the stairs together, and I was beginning to have some doubts about this. He opened the door to his apartment, and let me in first. His place was kinda modest, but it was nice and cosy. I looked on his window to the great view. "Wow, " I whimpered. "The view is beautiful." "Mmmm, " he said, as I felt him behind me. His hands were around my waist, and he was gently kissing the back of my neck. "We're finally alone, baby." My heart was beating, like it was ready to explode. I turned around, and looked at him. I caressed his hairy cheek. My God, he was so handsome. "Mike?' I said, my voice trembling. "There's something I need to tell you, and i hope you won't get mad. The thing is....I have never done this before." "You mean to tell me, you're a virgin?" he said grinning. "Yes," I said, and I felt like such an idiot. "That is absolutely great, baby, " he said gently. It's very exciting for me to know that I will be your first. He grabbed me, pressed me against him, and kissed me so hard, my knees turned into butter. "Go to my bedroom," he said. "Get out of those clothes, and wait for me. I have to make a phone call first." I went to his bedroom, and I felt my heart beating faster than it ever did. I slowly took of my clothes, leaving just my underpants. I heard his voice, as he said goodbye over the phone, and then his footsteps. I turned around, and I saw him standing in the doorway, stark naked. My God, what a man. He was huge, muscular, extremely hairy, and hung as a horse. "Mmmm, you're a sexy boy," he said grinning. "I'm gonna have a lot of fun dominating you, baby." He walked towards me, and I thought I was gonna die. He pulled me close to him, and he pressed his naked body against mine. Wow, what a rush. I loved feeling his hairy chest, and huge biceps. "Mike? Can you do something for me?" I asked him. "Sure, baby. Anything." "I love how much bigger you are than me," I went on, my voice trembling. "Will you lay on top of me, with your full weight? I want to feel your bulk, I want you to crush me." "Baby," he said. "I have no problem, but you're so small, and tender, I don't wanna hurt you. " "You won't hurt me," i said, as I laid on my back on his bed. "I need to feel you." His face was dead-serious now. He climbed in bed with me, and he straddled me with his feet. "Are you sure, baby?" he asked leaning over me. "Yes", I answered, putting my hands on his muscular shoulders. He took both my hands, and he pinned them to the bed, intertwining our fingers. His smell was strong and pungent, with a mixture of sweat and cologne. He then, began to lick my chest, up to my neck, making me gasp. "It seems I found your weak spot.", he said smiling. He laid his full body on top of me, fully covering me. He then kissed me, aggressively and dominantly. He took my hands, and put them around his muscular body. "Feel my muscles, boy", he growled in my ear. I buried my fingers deep in to his back. He pulled the hair at the back of my head, and he exposed my neck. I whimpered again, and I heard him growl like an animal. He began to kiss, lick and suck on my neck, with so much passion. He inserted his fingers in my hole, preparing me for his huge tool. He opened his drawer and took out a condom. "Go ahead," he told me. "Slip it on my dick." I took out the condom, and put it on his huge dick. He then pushed me on my back, and kissed me again. "Be gentle, please." I told him. He slowly inserted his dick in my hole, and I thought I was going to pass out from the pain. "Does it always hurt so much?" I asked. "It does at first." he said. "Now, just relax, baby. I want you to enjoy this. I want you to always remember me." His movements got steadier, and slowly the pain turned into pleasure. The air in the room was hot and sticky, and that caused him to sweat even more. I played with the hairs on his chest, and pulled him on top of me again. "Kiss me, Mike" I told him. He covered my lips with his, and kissed me so hot and heavy. I threw my head back. "Please, Mike, bite my neck." I swear I heard him growl again, as he buried his teeth deep into my skin. I could tell he was getting ready, as he took of his condom, and shot his load, on my belly. He collapsed on top of me, pinning me with his big, sweaty, muscular body. "You're mine, boy," he said, as he licked my neck. "All mine."

Wow, I just found this story and I'm so glad I did. I don't find many Hetero stories hot, but this one is smoking. Hope to read more soon!