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  1. Jeremy91

    The Grower

    Part XV “Fuck dude. My balls feel so full.” I moan. “That’s because they are bro. Those cum factories are gonna be demanding your attention 24/7. But that just means you get to take care of it by jerking off.” Blake smiles. “I’ve been dealing with the same problem for years man.” Blake reaches down and pats his big nuts with one hand and cups mine with the other. “Close bro, but not big enough yet to top these boys.” Even though I feel so much stronger and virile, the jealousy I feel toward Blake still eats away at me. It’s like my entire being now craves to be the largest man. I smile to myself, knowing how I’ll get there. But for now the urgent pressure in my groin demands my attention. “You said you wanted to watch me take it for a test drive? How bout you drive it for me?” “Only if you think you can handle mine.” He quips back. I reach out and grab the base of this thick cock. “I got this man.” I reply as I grab his meaty palm with my other hand and guide it to my dripping cock. “The question is can you?” Blake begins jerking my cock, his meaty, calloused palm feels so much different than my own hand and is so much larger than Jay’s. I can feel his palm engulfing my shaft and head. He’s easily able to get the entire girth of my cock in his single hand; I can’t even do that I think to myself. But my thoughts can’t focus long as the pleasure wraps my entire body. “Fuck.” I moan. “What can I say? I’ve had a lot of practice. Though usually it’s with much bigger rods.” Blake quips. I give his cock an errant squeeze, having forgotten that my hand was wrapped around his swollen flesh. I try wrapping my hand around his head but feel that my fingers can’t quite make it all the way around. Damn, he’s got more meat than a horse. I think silently. “Impressive isn’t it?” Blake replies as he continues to knead my cock. “Yeah man. I can’t wait to be this big.” I reply greedily. “You sure about that bro?” Blake Says menacingly. “Careful what you wish for.” Blake begins squeezing my cock harder. At first the increased pressure feels good. But after a bit I feel my cock softening under the pressure and it begins to hurt. “That’s starting to hurt Blake.” I wince. Blake says nothing and continues pumping my cock, gripping it even harder. He takes his free hand and places them on my nuts, giving them a squeeze. “Fuck dude, let me go!” I say as I try to push myself free of his grip on my junk. But he just continues, not saying a word, pressing harder with each second. The pain grows from uncomfortable to unbearable. I grit my teeth and pray that he doesn’t do any damage to my junk I haven’t even got a chance to enjoy yet. I feel tears welling in my eyes as I’m on the verge of passing out. But then I feel something turn over i side me and the pain subsides. The pressure around my cock and balls fades away and Blake’s touch feels warm again. I open my eyes and think I will see that he has relaxed his grip but I witness him straining and flushed red as he continues to squeeze my junk as hard as he can. Veins form around his neck and forearm as his hands turn blue from the amount of pressure he exerts. I see that his hands don’t quite fit around my shaft anymore and that my cock looks flared and angry. I grin, knowing what is happening as I throw my head back and let the bliss of growing wash over me.
  2. Jeremy91

    The Grower

    I havent had much time to work on the story further but I see myself getting back into it if there’s any interest still. So, here’s a teaser: Part XV (Teaser): “Fuck dude. My balls feel so full.” I moan. “That’s because they are bro. Those cum factories are gonna be demanding your attention 24/7. But that just means you get to take care of it by jerking off.” Blake smiles. “I’ve been dealing with the same problem for years man.” Blake reaches down and pats his big nuts with one hand and cups mine with the other. “Close bro, but not big enough yet to top these boys.” Even though I feel so much stronger and virile, the jealousy I feel toward Blake still eats away at me. It’s like my entire being now craves to be the largest man. I smile to myself, knowing how I’ll get there. But for now the urgent pressure in my groin demands my attention. “You said you wanted to watch me take it for a test drive? How bout you drive it for me?” “Only if you think you can handle mine.” He quips back. I reach out and grab the base of this thick cock. “I got this man.” I reply as I grab his meaty palm with my other hand and guide it to my dripping cock. “The question is can you?”
  3. Jeremy91

    The Grower

    Part XIV “So, are we going to do this thing or not?” I ask bluntly. “Yeah. Let’s get down to it.” Blake removes the tank he was wearing so we’re both naked now. Me with my gymnasts body and hardon. Blake with his bodybuilder physique and slumbering giant. “Ok, we’ll start off the easy way.” Blake says as he shoves me hard and I crumple to the floor. “Get up small fry!” He booms. I stand up, confused but more angry. “What the fuck was that‽ “ “I’m putting you down where you belong. At my feet.” Blake smirks, towering over me. He brings his huge arm up and flexes his bicep. “You see this, this is real man muscle. Look at that twig you call a bicep. Pathetic.” “I. Am. Not. Pathetic.” I growl. “The fuck You aren’t. Look at me. All this fucking muscle.” Bland breaks his flex and places his extended palm on his chest. His huge hand looks small when he places it on his pec. That meaty mound of muscle spreads from his delts to the center of his chest where it meets its twin and form a deep groove. His hand slips down to meet his firm 8-pack. It traces the cracks that each taut muscle makes until his hand is down to his navel. It then slides over to where his Adonis belt bulges away from his hip. He grabs the meaty muscle tightly in his hand and squeezes, massaging the muscle. “Come on little guy. You know you want to touch it.” He gestures down to his sleeping monster, hand on his hip. “No one can resist touching it. Especially when they’re used to handling their own pathetic worm like yourself. The flash of heat floods my face but the pull to his cock is so much stronger. I focus myself and don’t move. “You mean people line up for that weak, soft cock?” I reply cockily to Blake. “You can’t even get it up.” Silently Blake closes his eyes and grits his teeth. I see the head on his cock begin thickening and expanding. In seconds it’s reached its full size from earlier. It looks insanely huge on his soft shaft. All flared and red. But it doesn’t look out of place for long. His shaft balloons larger in long pulses as it also begins to straighten out, rising from its resting place on his balls. Once the show is over and his cock reaches its monolithic size he grabs my wrist. I lock eyes with him and become startled. His normal soft, brown eyes aren’t looking at me, but cold, black eyes stare me down. “Careful brother, I am slow to anger but once provoked I have difficulty controlling my rage. You must feel it too. The jealousy of being smaller. Don’t you crave the size? Don’t you thirst for it?” I gulp loudly. The fear in my body making me nauseas. Blake moves my hand to his cock and places it on his angry head. “Now, how does a real mans cock feel?” “It feels...” I trail off as I feel my arm grow tight. I look down and see my forearm striated with unfamiliar muscle and fueled strength. I smirk and squeeze Blake’s cock head tightly. He winces in a bit of pain but he’s so hard not much damage is done. “I feel strong.” I release Blake’s cock and immediately place my hand on my bicep. I can feel it swelling with new mass, growing firmer under my hand and spreading it apart. My eye travels up my arm and I watch my shoulder stretch outward, nicely capping off the enhancement to my bid and tris. My chest has too expanded morphing into squared off slabs of meat that touch in the center to form a deep groove. They now stand off from the rest of my body a solid inch. A field of dark, smooth hair now spreads from the groove outward giving my pecs an even more masculine look. The hair is more concentrated around my darkened nipples. My lats flare out from my body as I feel my back widen in strife with the other changes. I can feel my traps growing up my neck, thickening and strengthening. My stomach still maintains the six pack it has but the individual abs have grown wider and taller. They also have grown in thickness to push away from the rest of my core. My abs now look strong instead of just superficial. My Adonis belt has too thickened, adding pounds of muscle and extending off my hips like Blake. The hair from my chest doesn’t cover my stomach but a dense treasure trail forms below my navels and snakes down my thickly muscled groin to my pubes. Sadly I don’t see that my cock has grown and my nuts still resemble large eggs, hanging loose in their sack. But my gaze is drawn down to my quads. The striating muscle forms thick ropes down my legs. I feel their power building the size taking shape. It makes me feel weak in the knees but I know my muscle wouldn’t dare let me fall. Then I feel my ass twitch. I reach around and feel a large mound of tight, firm flesh covered in a light dusting of hair. I give it a squeeze and let out a soft moan. “Fuck yeah bro.” Blake Says, snapping me back to reality. I had almost forgotten he was in the room. I turn to face him and see that he looks a little shorter than I remember. But everything looks further away now. I must have grown taller too. And by the looks of it by almost two inches bringing me up to 6’4” of man meat. “Looking good bro.” Blake smiles. “And I think you got one last surprise in store this time around?” “What?” I reply. Blake motions at my crotch. “It’s usually the last to catch up.” He says as I see my nuts drop lower, my sack loosening. Then I can feel an increase of weight in them as my nuts visibly expand. I cup them softly in my hand as they spill over my grip. But my fascination with my nuts is cut short by the stirring in my cock. I feel a surge of blood rush to it and veins explode out of the shaft. I almost cum from the pressure but bite it back remembering Blake’s words. The pressure increases and I feel myself getting hard, lengthening. Which is odd since ive been rock hard for so long. But my cock swells larger, growing to reflect my change in body size. The head swells and turns a bright red. The ridge of my head flares out and swells thickly. The shaft thickens and grows longer, forcing my head further from the base. I desire to stroke its length but I don’t dare touch...yet. I swear it must have grown to at least a full foot long if not more. I can feel the slit of my cock growing larger, willing to accommodate more of my seed. My nuts begin to itch as they grow increasingly hairy, making them look like hyper masculine. I begin to smell an odor coming from my crotch. It’s musty and has tones of salt but it’s enveloping and strong. It smells like man. Not dirty or rank but comforting and sexual. And then I feel a click in my body. Like the tap feeding me was shut off. “How you fucking feel stud?” Blake says, his rod swinging in front of him. “It’s so heavy.”I say gesturing to my body. “We can take care of at least one heavy thing right now.” Blake says as he cups my balls in his hand. “Because I got a big load I need to dump and I want to see you take this puppy on a test drive.”
  4. Jeremy91

    The Grower

    Part XIII After the shower I laid down on my bed. I had put on a pair of my old underwear just to see how well my 5” soft cock and XXL egg sized balls now filled it’s pouch. I remember how my former 2”er was always lost in the fabric of my pouch. Thank god those days are long gone. The thought of how far I had come began to arouse me, I felt my cock begin to lengthen. As if on cue, there was a knock at the door and then it swung open. Blake bounded in. He was somehow now drinking a huge protein shake though he had just killed all that food. “You’re going to get fat.” I say. “Nah, it all goes to my dick and ass.” He said smiling. “Stand up. Want to measure you before your growth.” Blake Says. I dutifully stand. Blake takes a tape out of his pocket and pushes me to the wall. He places the base at my feet and reads off “6’1.” He walks away to the bathroom and returns with a scale. I stand on it and he says “180lbs, not bad.” “Now, I know I’ve seen it in action but I’m going to measure it now.” As he pushes my tighty whities to the floor. My soft cock lies there, waiting. Blake takes the tape and puts it along my shaft. I shiver, the steel cold against my flesh. “5 1/8ths inch. I remember when I was this small.” I grimace but swallow my rage. “And let’s see just how big this puppy gets.” Blake says as he begins to stroke my shaft with his meaty hand. I throw my head back from the feeling of another’s hand on my cock. It’s still so new and sensitive. I begin to harden and grow under Blake’s expert hand. He spits on my dick to reduce the burning part of the friction. The warm and wet feel so good on my cock and soon I’m hard as a rock. “Nice tool on you already. We definitely share that fat mushroom head.” He says as he runs his finger under it, tracing the ridge. “I can’t wait to see what it’s going to look like soon.” Blake’s attention to my cock and reminder that I’m about to have a growth spurt makes me cum almost. But instead a fat stream of pre shoots out of my cock and coats Blake’s hand. He shrugs and says “can’t let’s this go to waste” as he pulls down his shorts revealing his soft cock. He rubs the pre into the pliable head and I see it engorge slightly. “So, before we begin, I have to warn you of something. If you cum before you’re done growing, you’ll ruin the entire process. You have to shut down the growth first.” Blake Says. “Anything you gain during the growth will disappear and then some. The bigger you grow in a session there’s an even bigger shrinking.” “That’s not good.” I reply. “It’s a blessing in disguise. If you ever take yourself over the edge of comfortable size there’s a way out. One weekend back at college I had the apartment to myself. I felt like I needed a boost for a workout and lost myself in the growth a few times. Let’s just say I was much bigger than right now for 24 hours.” “How big did you get?” “Oh, about 6’11”, 350 lbs.” “How big did it get?” I say gesturing to his cock. It’s head still wrapped in Blake’s hand, massaging it. “I remember measuring it at about 18”. It was fucking amazing but not realistic. Even now, 14” is too much. Hell, 13” is too. I need to bring it down back to 11”. Nobody wants it inside them this big.” He sighs. “I don’t think it can be too big.” I reply. “I’d rather be hung like a horse than have my old 5 hard inches back.” “Yeah bro. Maybe you’re right. But be careful what you wish for.” Blake Replies.
  5. Jeremy91

    The Grower

    Part XII I let out a loud burp as I finish the XL pizza at the kitchen table. Blake is still scarring down wings as I rub my full stomach. “You’re still hungry?” I marvel at Blake. “Takes a lot of calories to look like this.” he replies as he flexes each pec in series, straining the fabric of his black tank. As Blake finally finishes off his 50 count wing piece he leans back in his chair. He pulls his tank up revealing his perfectly chiseled, yet not overly defined 8 pack and gives it a rub. His hand glides over his treasure trail and he wraps it around his meaty finger. The hand the carelessly wanders into his shorts where it presumably rests on his fat, soft cock. “So, when do I get the reward for winning our contest?” I say casually. “Why not now?” Blake Replies, eying the cinnamon sticks on the table. “So, back at the sauna, you said your cock looked to be around 14” but earlier you said it’s 13, 13.25” on a good day.” I ask. “Yeah. Thought I was pretty clear. I’m a grower. And I expect you are too, based on your changes lately.” Blake says as he grabs a cinnamon stick. “So, you noticed.” I ask blushing. “Duh, dude. An oversized shirt couldn’t hide all that beef on you. Plus, I saw you a last week taking a leak. Then now you’re sporting that fuck stick? No way you’ve been lagging that thing around this whole time.” “Yeah. I’ve been growing a lot recently.” I answer shyly. “Did it start the first time you were with a guy naked?” Blake asked. “Uhh, howd you know?” I ask confused. “Same thing happened to me, albeit a while back.” Blake answers. “A guy at the gym was changing beside me and naked. Not a huge guy or anything but definitely bigger than I was. I throw my stuff in the locker and go workout. Back then I was doing a bunch of light stuff. But I had this surge of power. I flew through my workout and when I was done I had a huge pump going on that stretched my once baggy shirt. It kept getting tighter and uncomfortable. So I grabbed my stuff and raced home.” “Then what?” I ask, enthralled. “Got home and ripped off my clothes. By then they actually hurt. I looked myself over in the mirror and I looked big. Not what you see today but so much bigger than I had been. And there was an even bigger surprise.” “Your cock?” I asked knowing from experience. “Bingo. That thing looked so stuffed in there I thought it was going to break free on its own. I unceremoniously hauled it out and played with it for hours. Eventually I busted a nut and most of the changes were gone by morning. But the same thing kept happening and I think it finally stabilized or something. Every time I was around some other guy larger than me in a physical setting I knew I would grow. By the time I was in college, I looked like this.” He said flexing his right bicep. “So, how’d your cock grow today if I wasn’t bigger?” I asked. “Well, over time I’ve learned to control it.” Blake said. “I still need some other guy in the room and it helps if there’s a kind of power struggle going on. It’s like my body refuses to be subjective and be the smaller guy. So, when you turned on the cocky meter I decided you needed to be shown a lesson.” Blake reaches for another cinnamon stick but realized he’d scarfed down the last one. By now I was painfully hard. I slipped my cock out of the jock pouch and let it free in my shorts. I felt a stream of precum run down my shaft and off my hanging nuts. I was so hard thinking about this potential. “Show me.” I demand. “Pretty sure you got a good show earlier.” Blake quipped. “No, show me how to grow.” I try to say calmly. “Alright. I don’t want you ballooning up on accident one day. That’d be hard to explain to mom and dad. But go shower first. You smell.”
  6. Jeremy91

    The Grower

    Part XI “Guess it runs in the family too.” Blake opens his eyes and looks at my rock hard cock. “That thing definitely would’ve been more noticeable back in the locker room.” “Yeah. And it’s been growing a lot lately.” I smirk back, proud of my pun. “Maybe one day it’ll grow into something like this.” Blake quips as he releases his cock and it slaps his taught core. It looks longer than before and definitely fatter. “I don’t know man. Right now I’ve got you beat. I don’t think that thing can get up this big.” I say cockily as I grab the base of my cock and wag it around in large circles. “I’ll show you.” Blake says calmly. “Stand up.” Blake stands to his full 6’6” imposing stature. His broad chest and thick arms cast a menacing shadow on me. He reaches out a hand and I grab it. He easily pulls me to my feet. Upon standing I realize that I’m looking further up his chest than I was earlier. This fact only made my already painfully hard cock throb with the thought of getting bigger. Blake begins stroking his cock more rapidly and places his free hand on one of his ample nuts. This is the first time I really paid any attention to them, my brief in-person encounter earlier didn’t give me the opportunity to fully inspect the package. But now I can clearly see that they are the size of large lemons hanging low in a loose, thick sack. “Oh these boys?” He said coyly noticing my attention. “Normally they sit pretty high but when the get wet and warm the sag down real low.” When he removed his hand to scratch one of his meaty pecs I saw that his boys bounced listlessly as he tugged on his growing rod. As Blake kept his rhythm going more and more of his cock emerged from his thickly muscled groin. With the length came an equal if not bigger increase to his already ample girth. His cock now looked to be matching my fully erect size and still growing. I feel myself growing red in the face as that familiar pang of jealousy wraps my stomach. “Told you, bud.” Blake said looking confidently down at his cock. “And it’s not even done growing.” With that Blake grabs my cock in his left hand. The sudden heat and pressure coupled with my already sensitive cock makes me nearly cum right then but I tense my shaft and will myself to hold it back. Blake can see the look of concentration on my face and could feel the flexing of my cock. “Hold on little guy. I’m not ready yet.” He says toyingly. The rage in my stomach doubles with his condescending comment. But I’m powerless to stop him. Now Blake takes his cock in his right hand and places it beside mine. We’re now standing face to face, our cockheads pointed straight at each other’s groins. He’s got just a quarter inch on my cock but I still out match him in the girth department. “Almost like twins. Looks like you got one of those fat mushroom heads just like your brother.” Blake observes. “But watch this.” Blake starts pumping his cock in his hand again from hilt to head along his thick shaft. Quickly his cock starts to grow again and in seconds his cock head that was hovering just in front of my groin now presses into my muscle. The pressure of his cock burrowing into my groin grows uncomfortable but Blake takes a step back to adjust and allow it to continue to grow. With more room his cock begins to fill the empty space. I can tell he’s now shot up to at least 11”. His girth has grown from a Red Bull can yo now resembling a coke can with his flared, red head topping off his shaft. Blake grunts loudly and this draws my lust-filled gaze to his face. His eyes have glazed over and his teeth are in a grimace. “Uhh. You ok dude?” I ask Blake. “I’m. Fucking. Fine.” He replies under heavy breath. “Just. Watch. The. Show. It. Ain’t. Done. Yet.” I dutifully return to the show and now Blake’s cock has fattened another inch and he’s now as big as a ruler and definitely wider. My own cock, once rivaling Blake’s and now looking a little gaunt comparatively, is leaking a heavy stream of precum. I reach down to give it a squeeze hoping to relieve some of the pressure but Blake slaps my hand away. “You cum after the alpha, runt.” He snarls. “And only when I fucking tell you to.” I grow a bit concerned, this personality is the polar opposite of Blake’s normal demeanor. Blake keeps pumping his cock. It’s crept up to what looks like his full 13”. Thick veins have formed along the shaft, running from the base to the head. His head has swollen more and the edges flare violently. A thick stream of pre is not oozing from his wife slit and down the length of his shaft. “Fuck.” I say, mesmerized. “I’ve got a little bit left in me.” He moans as he flexes his core, his abs strain at his perfect skin. The flex travels down and his Adonis belt protrudes further from his body and two veins emerge from both sides pointing straight to his mega cock. It’s like his entire torso is pointing at his package. Finally, the flex hits his cock and I swear it swells at least an inch and fattens even more. Panting, Blake mutters “now, this is fucking cock.” As he grabs the base. He squeezes his left hand around my dick. “And this, this is a cocklet bro.” Both of our attention though is now drawn to his monster. “Fuck yeah, think im now more like 14” of pure manhood.” Blake’s moans as he compares it to my 9.5 paltry inches. “I thought you said you were 13”.” I meek out feeling very small. “Told you bro, I’m a grower.” Blake retorts. “Now, what do you say we run one out together?” I nod, still filled with rage and jealousy but my lust and libido immediately demand more of my attention. Blake turns away from me and slams down on the bench. His cock is drawn down by the force and then springs up hitting his core and the bottom of his pecs. I follow suit and sit. My cock doing the same motion but not hitting as high up on my front. We both start pumping our huge cocks. I can’t help but eye Blake’s through the side of my vision. The way he works his tool is addicting to even watch. A few moments go by and Blake moans “fuck. It’s always sensitive after.” I take a mental note of his odd remark. “I’m getting so close. How about you bro?” “I’m right there with you.” I answer. “Let’s make this a contest. Whoever cums the furthest wins.” Blake smiles. “The prize, one complete and honest answer to any question.” “Deal.” I say just to speed up the process so I can get rid of this load stowed in my fat nuts. A few pumps later I hear Blake groan out “uhh, fuck, yeah, here it comes.” As a thick white rope erupts out of his huge slit and glides across the room landing just short of the other wall. I immediately follow suit and a smaller, yet still huge wad lands just further of Blake’s puddle. Another shot erupts from my tip and rockets forward. Eight shots later I feel the last volley ooze out of my cock and land run down my shaft to my empty nuts. I look over at Blake. A huge puddle of cum sits at his feet. He looks over at me. “Guess you’re more of a shooter and the winner. I think my slit is too fat to shoot, so it’s just kinda flows out.” We both sit there, balls empty, cocks softening and returning to a more manageable size. The sauna door cracks open. Both our heads pop up and we growl “get the fuck out.” At the same time. The door slams shut. We both look at each other and grin. “So, about that truth. I think you should pay up now.” I tell Blake. “Nah man. I’m starved. Let’s get some grub and We’ll debrief at the house.
  7. Jeremy91

    The Grower

    Part X Throwing the door to the sauna open I bark “get out” at the one small guy in the room. His eyes bulge in response to my impressive form and he dutifully obeys, rushing toward the door, trying to keep his towel around his waist. I walk over to the wooden bench and recline back, feeling my sweaty, hairy ass on the warm bench. Leaning back I’m able to get a prime view of the changes unfolding in front of me. My chest continues to expand. The mass of muscle spreads further down my front, inching closer to my core. The gap between my pecs dwindles, the two glaciers moving closer to one another. I give my right pec a flex and feel the muscle tighten and expand forward. I cup the mound and give it a squeeze, the flesh beneath refuses to budge regardless of how hard I try to make it bend to my will. I let go, my pec red from the effort and my hand on fire. Upon inspection, I notice my nipples have darkened somewhat and grown larger around. I reach out with a single finger and massage one. I can feel thin wisps of hair becoming matted with my sweat and the steam of the sauna. I close my eyes and lose myself in the ecstasy of the situation. The pleasure from my sensitive nipples being toyed with and the feeling of increasing heaviness of my muscles makes my already plump cock begin to harden. I don’t dare touch it though, the feeling is too good and I intend to ride it out as long as I can muster. I crack open my eyes to watch my behemoth rise to full size. The thin material of the jock was already stretched but the growing rod inside its tight pouch forces the material to become translucent so that I can see my bright red head clearly. I feel the jock’s hem rise from my thighs as my cock drives the pouch from my body creating a large tent. The stretching fabric finally stops, its elasticity has ended and now the war between my still growing cock and the expertly engineered jock is being waged. I know who the winner will be though, it’s only a matter of time before I rip through these like the true alpha I am. My attention is ripped away from my barely contained rod as I hear Blake’s voice boom from before me. “Nice pecker.” He smirks and stands in the door of the sauna. “What the fuck do you want?” I reply angrily. “I wanted to make sure you weren’t doing anything dumb. You stormed off.” He replies. “But it looks like you’ve got things under control.” He trods over beside me and peels his shirt off. He then slides his shorts down and reveals his overly stuffed jock strap. “Plus I could use the steam and maybe a release.” He says grabbing his junk. “And I think a release would do you some good too.” Still pissed from earlier I look at him and immediately down to his jock stuffed with his soft cock. “Looks like I’m the big bro right now.” I say as I grab the head of my cock through my jock. “Maybe right now, but not for long.” Blake replies as he begins massaging his huge bulge through his wet jock. “What do you say we shuck these jocks and get right down to business?” I extricate my rock hard cock from my jock and throw it to the floor. I’m sad that I didn’t get the opportunity to see if I could shred the fabric with my growing rod. Blake does the same, revealing his still soft python. It looks slightly larger from earlier but I chalk it up to the heat of the sauna. “Give me a minute to catch up.” He says. “This thing takes quite an effort to get rock hard.” I scoff and begin casually massaging the base of my cock, making sure to show as many of my inches as possible. Blake has his eyes closed and his right hand is stroking his soft shaft. As his hand extends out the pliable skin of his cock follows and his cock narrows slightly. When his hand stops I can tell that he’s pulled his soft cock as far as it will go which is almost double his un-stretched length. “God damn.” I mutter jealously under my breath. “I know, right. I still get impressed with it daily even after all this time.” He smiles, bearing a single one of his pearly white canines. “Most guys in the locker room think I’m just a shower. But really, I’m a grower.”
  8. Jeremy91

    The Grower

    Part IX The piece of meat staring back at me was completely soft but shamed my newly enhanced semi in both girth and length by a large margin. It looked even larger let free than it looked packed away all those years in his sweats. “It’s huge.” I say transfixed and at a loss for words. “Not what you would call...what was it you called it before...a cocklet? He smirks again and gives his length a tug, exposing even more of the shaft as it stretches. “How...how big is it?” I reply. “Right now about 7.5”. Fully hard it’s a solid 12.75”, 13” if I’m really horny.” He lets go of it and it bounces freely returning to its drooping state. “But I tell all the girls it’s 11” so they don’t run away.” “Holy crap.” I shout. Seeing and hearing about Blake’s endowment makes my semi stretch the confines of my jockstrap even more. “Say, how bigs that thing you’ve got between your legs?” Blake Replies. “Looks like you’re stretching that old jock of mine.” “I’m not sure. I’ve only measured it hard.” I respond. “Well. Let’s hear it then.” Blake Says. “Or do I have to measure it for you?” “Uhh. Last I checked it was 9.5”. I reply softly. I feel my cock beginning to harden as soon as the measurements leave my lips. “Looks like it’s heading that way.” Blake Says as my cockhead emerges from the tight pouch. I try adjusting my package to maintain some modesty. “But I think we’re going to need to stop that before it goes any further. I don’t exactly want to get this piece of meat excited. The only way to quell it is to rub one out and I want to get a workout in.” Blake slides his jock on and adjusts it so it mostly is contained by his jock. He then slides on a pair of black shorts and a black tank. I follow suit and don my coordinating pair of black shorts and a black shirt as provided by Blake. The clothing is a little loose but doesn’t drown my figure. “Looks like you may fill out my old clothes soon there bud.” Blake replies as he trots out of the locker room with me in tow. Blake heads to the bench press with me right behind. He loads it up with 225lbs of weight and lies down. “Give me a spot.” He gestures for me to stand behind me. “Make sure I don’t drop this thing.” I stand over him as he blows through 15 reps with ease, not breaking a sweat. He sits up and makes a whooping noise. “All warmed up.” He states and stands to his imposing 6’6” height. “Your turn.” He replies and claps me on the back. He takes off two 45lb plates leaving 135 on the bar. I lie down on the bench hesitantly and Blake stands to spot me. I grab the bar and push it off the rack. It’s surprisingly light and I replicate Blake’s motion bringing the bar to my chest and back up again. I easily knock out 15 reps and re-rack the weight. “Not bad.” Says Blake as he puts back the two 45lb plates. “Let’s see how you handle 225.” I return to my horizontal position and grab the bar. The bar immediately drops a few inches before I can brace for the heavier load. I catch it and hesitantly bring it to my chest concentrating on my muscles, feeling the tighten and contract. I press the weight back up and bring it for another two, a little unsteady. “That’s it bro, nice and easy.” Quips Blake. After another five reps I feel my arms begin to tremble. As the bar hits my chest I feel no strength in me to push it back. “Uhh. Little help.” I meek out. “No way bro. You got this.” Blake yells loudly. I’m straining under the weight trying my hardest to push it forward, my face turning red. It’s getting a little hard to breathe as the weight rests more on my chest as my arms give way. “No way dude. You can do this.” Blake yells more loudly. “What are you, a pathetic weakling?” With those words a fire lights inside me. I close my eyes and press the bar upward with all my strength. The bar launches forward and I rack the weight. I stand up rapidly and turn to face Blake. My mind is a little fuzzy and so is my vision. “I. Am. Not. Weak.” I growl. Unbeknownst to me my muscles has swelled as I was under the tension of the bar and I was beginning to strain Blake’s hand-me-down gym clothes. My biceps filled out the sleeve cuffs completely and my chest spread wide drew it taught across my pecs with my perky nipples showing through. My shirt had also risen up significantly and barely met with my waistband where it has once been more in line with my crotch. My shorts had also grown tight around my ass and quads with an emphasis on my package enhanced by the jock strap pouch. “Dude. Calm down.” Says Blake. “I was just trying to push you. And it worked. On many levels. You’ve got an intense Pump going on.” “Don’t speak to me.” I say turning to go to the locker room. As I do I feel heavier with each step and I feel like I cross the room faster than I should. I reach the locker room and I look up to catch my reflection in the mirror. I look ridiculous as my clothes look a size too small. The most obvious issue is that a half inch of my stomach is showing as my shirt doesn’t cover my waistband anymore. “Fuck. Yes.” I say as I peel off my shrinking shirt. It was hiding a significantly broader and thicker chest covered in an even coating of hair. Below it my abs looked even thicker and deeper than before. My entire midsection was bulging outward and created a beautiful Adonis belt that pushed my shorts away from my body. This left a space between my hip and waistband you would easily slip a pinky between. I shuck off my shorts and my jock strapped form is in full view. My legs have grown significantly and show defined quads. I turn to the side and get a glimpse of my bigger ass in the mirror. The back straps of the jock framed it so nicely and it is dusted in fine, dark hair. Turning around the main act looked ready to be set free, so ready that one nut had completely escaped and it’s golfball-like form was on full display. I thought about ripping off the jock right then but hesitated and went in search of a more private place. Wandering to the back of the locker room the sauna appeared and I knew it would offer the privacy I sought.
  9. Jeremy91

    The Grower

    Sorry it’s been a while, life got in the way. Also, I’ve switched to the first person and will try to keep it that way going forth. Without further adieu... Part VIII “What do you mean?” I say meekly. “Nothing man. I was messing with you. But don’t ever shove that down my throat without asking first, ok?” “Yes, of course. I don’t know what came over me.” I reply with my head aimed at the floor. “Anyways. I guess I better get going. Got some family stuff planned for today. Want to hang out again tonight? Jay replies eyeing my crotch. “Yeah. Sure.” I say nonchalantly, relieved he’s not upset anymore. Jay packs his stuff and heads to the front door leaving my in my room. I hear a “see ya bro” from Blake’s deep voice boom. I settle back down into my routine grabbing my controller to play some video games. When I get in the zone I totally blank and lose hours of time. It borders on an unhealthy escape from reality. As I play I feel my underwear getting tighter around my package in my tight whities. I know the beast is awakening and my hand immediately is drawn to it but I stop short of touching it. I want to feel the body wide swelling take its time, slowly stretching my underwear and shirt. As I play I feel my shirt tightening around my chest. I place my controller down and reach underneath my shirt to give my pecs a feel. A patch of hair greets my hand as it spreads from the center of my chest outwards, enveloping my nipples. I begin massaging my swelling chest, feeling the ropes of muscle tightening. My hand wanders down toward my semi-hard cock but gets sidetracked as I feel 6 defined lumps on my stomach. I pull my shirt up and greeting me is a thick set of abs that frame a patch of hair running from my bellybutton down to my underwear. I feel up my stomach, caressing the peaks and valleys formed by my abs. My other hand twirls my treasure trail. One hand begins to meander down to the distinct bulge formed in my underwear. Rubbing the thickening head and feeling the moist spot forming by my slit. I begin to pull my waistband away from my body to fully waken the monster from its slumber when I hear my doorknob squeak. I quickly pull my shirt down and try to grab my controller. “What ya doing, squirt?” I hear Blake boom from the door. “About to jerk off or something?” “No, just playing a game.” I reply trying to focus and not think about my cock and how good it feels stretching my underwear. I hear a rattling coming from the door too and turn my head to investigate the noise. “What are you doing?” “Just getting some preworkout in my system before I hit the gym.” He takes a big swig. “Get dressed, you’re coming with me.” He demands. “I...I don’t have any workout clothes.” I mutter. “You can borrow some of mine.” He grins and disappears from the door. He futures a few minutes later with two gym bags. He throws a shaker bottle my way that’s filled with a neon green liquid. “Drink up and let’s go.” In his Jeep I crack open the lid and take a sip of the unnaturally colored liquid. “Ugh. Takes like the color green.” I say. “It’s good for you.” Blake Replies downing his as he pulls into the gym. We walk into the gym and Blake scans his pass and puts me down as his guest. The guy behind the counter gives him a small smile and we head to the locker room, each carrying our own gym bag. We get inside the locker room and it’s pretty dead. I can hear a shower running but the main space is dead. Blake cracks open his bag and begins to undress. His stacked body comes into view as he removes his shirt, revealing his tight, ripped midsection. As the shirt is pulled up how thick, beefy pecs come into my view. They are wide and combined with his lats they make his upper body resemble an upside-down triangle. He peels off his sweats next and I see that he’s a trunks man. He turns to the side and his ample package bulges outward obscenely. He turns to me and says “you gonna stare or get changed bud?” I blush and turn around, slipping my shirt off. I peel off my sweats next, revealing my stuffed tighty whities to the room. I turn back around to get the clothes out of the bag to see Blake staring me down. “What?” I ask, still red in the face from earlier. “Nothing. You look like you’ve put quite a bit of size on recently.” He says incredulously. “Guess you’re finally growing into the family genes.” He chuckles. I rummage through my bag and find a pair of shorts pulling them out. “Not so fast.” Blake says as he pulls out a pair of underwear that’s missing the back piece. “You need to put that jock strap on first bud, gotta keep the package safe.” He smirks. I pull out the half underwear from my bag and hold it up. “Where’s the rest?” I ask. “Ahh. That’s it. Just there to keep the boys from bouncing around and let’s your ass get some air.” He says as he grabs his overflowing package. My face gets a shade redder as I turn around to shuck my underwear, revealing my slightly hairy butt. I put on the jock strap and try to get the bands all settled and my cock and balls stuffed inside in their swollen, semi-soft state. While my junk is not as big as it has been when I’m hard it prices difficult to get the entire thing completely covered. I finally get the most of it contained but a bit of my right but still won’t fit. I turn back around to retrieve the rest of my outfit from the bag. Staring back at me is the biggest penis I’ve ever seen before, not that I’ve seen many. “I figure since I’ve seen yours so many times in the past few days that it’s about time you saw mine. It’s only fair.” He gives me a toothy, canine-heavy smirk. “So, What do you think? Live up to your expectations?”
  10. Jeremy91

    The Grower

    Jay hopped up and went to the shower. Josh grabbed a towel and soap and headed down the hall, past Blake’s room to the other shower on the floor. Josh closes the door behind him and turns the water on cold with the intent of making his cock go soft and maybe quelling his sex drive that’s still bubbling at the surface. He hops in and begins to wash off the cum and spit from his cock. As he does so he hears the door click open. “Sorry bro. Gotta take a leak.” Blake says as he let’s a heavy stream of piss hit the toilet. “Guess I had one too many beers last night.” “It’s ok.” I say trying to keep my voice down. “Smells like a locker room in here.” Blake continues. “What’ve you been up to?” “Nothing. Just need a shower.” Blake’s stream finally goes silent. I hear a flush of the toilet and then the shower curtain is ripped aside with no warning. “I’m sure that’s the case.” Blake eyes me up and down as I try to cover my bouncing hard on. “You look...different.” He says incredulously. “No I don’t.” I lied. “You can’t lie to me bro. You’re horrible at it.” He says as he reaches a hand down his pants and gives a good scratch. “How about you stop constantly fondling that little cocklet of yours.” I blurt out, again from nowhere. “Well. That was out of character.” Replies Blake cooly. “And we both know this thing isn’t a..what did you call it? Cocklet?” “I’m sorry. I don’t know where that came from. My heads been swimming with horomones.” “Your body’s been swimming with it too. You look bigger than yesterday. Well your cocklet looks the same.” He smirks. “Still not as big as your big bro though.” “That’s why you’re the alpha of the house.” I reply. “Sure is.” Blake replies giving his obscene bulge another scene. “And don’t forget it.” He walks out of the bathroom closing the door. My hand immediately goes to my cock. The whole scene was such a massive turn on. How big can he be I wonder to myself. I know his bulge looks like it puts a coke can to shame in girth and rivals a ruler in length but this 9” piece of meat is so big how can he handle more? As I think about this I put together that my growth is still increasing so I may get bigger than him in the end. At the exact moment I put these two pieces of information together I fire a was of cum so hard that the splashback from the shower wall rebounds and covers my chest. It’s not that liquid seed either. It’s thick and white and sticks to me. Another shot pumps out of my flared cockhead and I fall in the shower as my knees buckle from the intense, unbearable pleasure. It’s a tight squeeze into the tub basin as my mass hits all the sides and my legs can’t fully stretch out. Lying in the shower my cock continues to erupt volleys of cum. My cock is so hard it’s forced straight up to my face but my chest blocks blocks most of the cum from my hitting my jaw. As the orgasm subsided and the cum begins to leak instead of shoot my mind clears. And unfortunately with this my body begins to shrink. It’s like the reverse of an erection where each pulse increases the size. With each pulse now my mass begins to escape. Where I was once barely to fit into the tub from my fall I feel space opening up between me and the wall. I try standing, my body weak from orgasm and from losing power and finally bring myself up. As I do I feel like the perspective has shifted from my entire life. I’m not staring as low on the shower wall as usual but nowhere near as much as I was at my 6’0 height. “Hmm.” I think as I crank the water from cold to hot to dissolve the cum from my body and the shower. I spray the hot water on my muscles, or what’s left of them. I don’t appear as sickly as I do at my, let’s call it, unexcited state but I appear like a child to my “excited” state and still a shrimp to my brother. My cock finally appears to stop shrinking as do my buts. It hangs down a little further than normal and my huts feel a little heavier than I remember. My body hair though has spread rapidly and looks darker and thicker. I finish washing the spunk off me and towel dry. I still smell a bit salty and earthy. Hopefully some deodorant will clear that up I think. I enter my room and find Jay on the bed in his towel. He runs around, expecting big Josh but finds normal Josh staring back. “Ah. You’ve finally returned.” He smirks. “Time for a bit of payback!”
  11. Jeremy91

    The Grower

    Part VI Josh rolls over and fumbles around with his phone trying to get the incessant beeping to stop. Gotta remember to turn that alarm off he thinks to himself. He blearily sees that it’s 7:30am and switches his alarm off. That’s odd he thinks. He was easily able to reach the cancel button on his phone alarm without holding his phone with both hands. His eyes trail upward to his forearm that’s covered in a dark smattering of hair and beneath it sinewy muscle. His heart skips a beat as he knows what this means. He reaches under the covers and through his sweats with his meaty palm and grabs his dick. The still unfamiliar meaty, hot flesh greets his hand and he gives it a brief tug with a sigh of relief that his size has returned to him. He rips the covers off revealing his enhanced frame from yesterday. Except this time it looks even beefier and thick. His eyes, unable to focus on one aspect at once, begin at his arms. What were twigs when he went to sleep have blown up to their gymnasts size. But unlike gymnasts their large appearance isn’t due to their small stature, it’s due to them being huge. Maybe not as big as a bodybuilder but it looks like they’ve been honed in a gym doing functional fitness. Like they could crank out 30 pull ups with no problem. A feat that would have surpassed Josh’s wildest dreams before. His thick arms frame his toned and thick chest and are capped by his protruding shoulders. The combination of these muscles create the classic V-shape desired by so many men and is exacerbated by his tapered waist, which, has a hairy six pack sitting there. The hair is consistent around his abs and gets thicker around his navel a wanders to his sweat pants. They seem to be more defined and thicker than yesterday’s growth and his Adonis belt is definitely new. It’s so thick that he could slip a finger in the gap in his sweats caused by his v pushing his sweats away from his hip. Like a swimmers torso but thicker. Jay stands up to the side of his bed to get a better look at his once again improved body in the mirror. When he looks into it he observes that his gaze is slightly above the frame of the mirror where normally he’d easily be able to see his face. “This is new.” He whispers to himself. But his gaze averts to the wet spot forming on his grey sweats. And not where it would be expected. It’s near the edge of his sweats by the pocket. Where a large mound is that is clearly his raging hard on. Gleefully, he pulls his sweats down and his boner pops up hitting his torso with a loud thud. As he pulls them down further his large, swollen nuts come into view. He let’s the waistband rest underneath their weight which causes them to shift forward further pronouncing their huge size. “Fuck. I missed this.” He says realizing his deep voice has returned. “Missed what?” Says Jay as he pokes his head up from the other side of the bed. “Fuck. You’re huge again!” He yelps. “Haha. Looks like whatever happened last night popped up again.” Says Josh as he turns to face Jay. “Dude. Careful. You could give me a bruise with that thing.” Jay replies getting to his feet. “Hey. Did you get taller this time too?” “Yeah. I did.” Says josh as he walks to his closet door. “See here. My mom tracked my height on this door frame. Last time she measured me was a few years back and I was 5’8”.” Josh turns his back to the tape measured fixed to the frame and places his hand on his head. Turning around he says “looks like I gained 4” of height overnight!” “Looks like you gained 4” to your ass too. Your back never touched the frame. Just your butt and shoulder blades.” Says Jay. Josh pulls down his sweats all the way revealing his defined quads had also, fortunately grown to get pace with his upper body improvements. His thighs again touched at the top and pushed his package outward even further. Jay reached down and grabbed the familiar ruler off the floor. “Let’s see how much the main event improved overnight.”He says placing the ruler over the top of my cock. “9.5”. Guess the growth took different avenues this time.” Says Jay. “Not that 9.5” of man meat isn’t ridiculous!” “The hell its not. It’s a fucking huge fucking tool.” Josh blurts out. “Sorry man. I don’t know where that came from. That’s not like me to say.” “No bud. It’s alright. Must be all that new testosterone coursing through your system. But we do need to nail down why this happened again. And why when it happened yesterday it didn’t last.” Says Jay. “Later. Right now I gotta take care of this thing.” Josh says grabbing the base of his shaft. “Yeah. We gotta start with the biggest issue first.” Says Jay as he strips off his shorts. “What do you have in mind?” Jay licks his lips. “I have just the idea.” Jay says as he brings his soft lips to the head of josh’s cock. This sensation is other worldly to josh. He’s never had a handjob before yesterday much less had an orgasm and now his best friend had his hyper sensitive cock in his mouth. It’s o surprise that the combo of Josh’s new sex drive, growth, and the warm embrace around his cock drove Josh to the point of no return in mere minutes. “I’m...I’m gonna...I’m gonna...” but before getting the sentence out josh began unleashing his torrent of cum doe Jay’s throat. Jay instinctually tried to pull his head away after the first wad but Josh’s new domineering attitude forced him to push Jay’s sweet mouth further onto his cock and prevent him from escaping. Josh continues firing his loads down Jay’s throat as cum began squirting out the side of his mouth. Once he’d finally finished with his last shot he retracted his cock from Jay’s mouth and Jay began gasping for air. Eyes watering and cum and saliva pouring out of his mouth Jay asks “what the fuck was that for? You could have ruptured my lung!” He screamed. “I used your mouth for what it’s for, my plaything.” Josh responded. But as the words left his mouth he shook his head and tears began selling up in his eyes “oh man. I’m so sorry. I don’t know why I did that or why is said that.” Josh knelt down to Jay who was still on his knees and gave him a bear hug. “I’m so fucking sorry.” He said. “It’s ok man. I didn’t half mind it. But it would’ve been better if you let me breathe. Now get off me so we can get cleaned up.” “Yeah. Of course.” Replied Josh. “You take my shower. I’ll go down the hall and use it.”
  12. Jeremy91

    The Grower

    Part V “I think I’m gonna need a minute to catch my breath.” I heave still recovering from my expenditure. “Me too. Think I need a Gatorade and some protein.” Says Jay. “There’s some in the fridge.” I reply. “Put on some pants and we’ll go get some.” “No way dude. I’m still hard. This thing doesn’t bend to the whim of underwear.” Says Jay as he grabs the head and pulls it down. When he let’s go it bobs straight back up and hits his toned stomach. “And I don’t think you can pack that into any underwear in that state.” He says pointing to my cock. “Yeah. Guess you’re right. No pants it is.” I say as I get up and walk out the door. Jay following behind me. We raid the fridge and throw a frozen pizza in the oven as we chug bottles of Gatorade. “So, what do you think happened to you that caused you to...you know...grow?” Says Jay. “No idea man. Maybe it was some intense growth spurt? If that’s possible.” I reply. “Not sure man.” Says Jay. “But I know something. Gotta piss. Had to for a while but finally my dick decided to go down. Be right back.” Jay walks out of the kitchen and heads to my bathroom, leaving m hanging. Well not hanging, my cock still hasn’t decided to go down. I sigh and pop the pizza out of the oven. “Hell yeah. Pizza!” I hear from behind me. “That’s the best post sex food ever.” Says Blake as he swings the door open, swaggering into the kitchen. “Oh crap.” I whisper trying to conceal my raging hard on as I’m buck naked. “What’s up bro? Cut me a slice of that cheesy goodness.” Says Jay as he has his head in the fridge. I gingerly slide to the other side of the island trying to hide my cock and plot my escape without him noticing any of my changes. “Yeah. Of course.” I blurt out and remember my new deeper voice carries much louder and further than normal. “You don’t sound so good.” Blake says as he turns toward me. “But you look fucking ripped.” Are the next words out of his mouth. “Guess you’ve been hiding that growth spurt under all those baggy clothes. Not sure why you’re naked though.” He smiles. “Uhh. Yeah. Guess puberty finally got me.” I meek out. “Looks like it got you good man.” He says as he reaches to tear off a piece of pizza. In doing so he leans toward my side of the island and gets an up close look at my rock hard cock. “Looks like it got you really good!” He says louder. “Uhh. It’s just the angle man.” I try to lie. It’s obvious it’s a lie too. “Haha. Ok man. But there’s no denying our genetics.” He says as he grips his cock through his tight jeans. “Some things in life are unavoidable. Not that they should be avoided.” “Oh...ok.” I grimace. “How bigs that thing gotten man?” Says Blake. “Uhm. 9 inches” I say. “Hell yeah bro. Got a donkey dick between them legs.” He says as he takes a bite of pizza. “Not as big as your big bro yet though.” “Uhm. What?” I say. “You still got a few inches left to go before you’re on my level bud.” He says as he again grabs his obscene bulge through his jeans. “But you got most guys beat in the world.” “Really?” I reply. “Yeah bud.” Says Blake as he walks out of the kitchen. “Come back to me in a few inches and I’ll show you what an alpha male looks like.” His voice trails off and I hear a soft “hey Jay” as his door slams. “Oh dude. Your brother caught you out here?” He says to me rounding the kitchen corner. “Uhh. Yeah. He did.” I say taking a slice of pizza off the counter and biting into it. “He see all of you?” He gestures up and down my body. “Yeah. I told him I’ve been hiding it all under my baggy clothes. I think he bought it.” “How’d you explain your new horse cock?” “He wasn’t too impressed with that. He told me to come back in a few inches if I wanted to see a real cock.” I reply. Jay chokes on his food. Once he’s recovered he asks “how fucking huge is he?” “No idea but I’ll tell you when I find out.” “I’m holding you to it.” Replies Jay. “Uhm. Dude. Is it the light or are you looking a little thin?” I look down to see my chest looks a little less proud and a bit thinner. Upon inspecting the rest of my body I see that everything looks a little less bulging as it did earlier. “Uhh. Yeah. And I don’t feel so great.” I reply. Jay walks around the island to get a better look at me. “Looks like you’re finally going soft too. Thought we were going to have to go to the ER and get you drained for a hot minute.” I inspect my cock and see it looks less ridiculous and more manageable as it goes from sticking out at 90 degrees and the head droops toward the floor. I feel the heaviness from my nuts stop tugging down and I grab my sack. It’s smoother than before. The hair feels like it’s thinner and my sack feels tighter around my lighter nuts. As my inspection continues my body keeps dwindling in size and the rate increases. Before long my cock is completely soft. It doesn’t look as small as it did earlier when soft but it’s pathetic compared to my previous length and girth. My nuts returned to their Small state but they kept their more Developed oval shape and their sack seems to have kept some extra skin. My body looks devoid of the muscles it was sporting earlier. My chest looks again like that of a preteen but kept some of the shape. My arms look gaunt again though. My track star legs returns to twigs and my thigh gap increases. Maybe that’s a blessing in disguise. They didn’t leave much room for my nuts before. I did manage to keep most of my body hair though. Definitely not as dense as it was but it’s footprint kept the same. “I know I wouldn’t say it.” Says Jay. “But it feels good to be the big man again. I was getting some serous envy.” He says to me. “I guess it was a fluke man. A weird fluke but it was fun while it lasted.” I reply. “You don’t look as shrimpy as before though.” Says Jay. “Always Mister Positive.” I frown. “I was beginning to enjoy that feeling.” “It’s going to be alright man.” Says Jay. “And I know that I said we’d go for round two tonight but I don’t think I can get it back up. I jerked off again in the bathroom. Your room smells like one big load in a locker room and those pheromones got me going.” “Yeah. I understand. I’m not horny anyways.” I say dejectedly, sad that my lusty feeling have waned. “Let’s hit the bed. It’s already 2:00 am anyways.”
  13. Jeremy91

    The Grower

    Part IV “This is what I mean.” Jay says as he grips the base of my enhanced shaft again. He begins to pump with one hand and guides my hand to his hard on with the other. I feel the heat radiating off his raging erection that he’s been sporting for about half an hour now. We’re both beyond using words now as we’re both moaning in the throes of pleasure. As our efforts progress I fell a warm, wet feeling envelop my cock and lube up Jay’s nimble fingers. “What’s that wet stuff?” I ask innocently. “Dude. That’s your precum man.” He says as he kneads my cock harder. “It’s nature’s lube.” “Whatever it is it feels so good.” I moan in response, throwing my head back. “Don’t stop. Please.” And with that Jay cups my balls again in one hand and gives them a firm tug. This feeling drives me wild. My sensitive nuts being toyed with as my new cock is being pumped. My mind clouds with a fog and a familiar pressure begins developing in my cock. I weakly open my eyes and catch my cock looking bigger than it was minutes ago. Though it might be a trick of the eye as my nuts make everything look small. “Dude. You’re growing again.” Gasps Jay as he let’s go of my throbbing cock. “You’ve got to see this!” He grabs the ruler from his bag again and places it next to my fattening meat. I cock my head down to see what’s unfolding before me. I can clearly see what he talking about as my blood pulses through me my cock lengthens and thickens, throbbing bigger. Each throb adds almost an eighth of an inch to my length. I grow from my sturdy 7” to 8” huge inches in eight blissful pulses. “Shit man. 8”‽ Most guys would kill for that.” Says Jay. “And it’s still growing too!” My cock grows to 8.5” of meat and thickens to larger than a can of Red Bull. Before it finally shows signs of slowing down. As it’s growth trails off I can see the head just reach below 9”. “Damn.” Says Jay. “Just shy of 9”.” And as if on cue, the head of my cock that was once the same girth of the shaft flares outward and forms a thick, glistening, red mushroom head that caps off the length of my shaft. “Guess you had other ideas about that. 9.25” man. You’ve packing over 9” of cock dude.” Jay shouts this time as he begins to pump my cock, dropping his poor, slicked up ruler to the ground. As his hand reaches the head of my cock, after traveling from the base of my shaft I feel an unbearable pressure again building all along its length. “Shit. I don’t think I’m done yet.” I practically yell. But my cock doesn’t grow anymore. What happens is the most blissful, ecstatic feeling runs up from my toes to my head making me dizzy. “Ah. Dude. You’re about to nut.” Says Jay. And with that, a fat wad of cum erupts from the slit of my cock and lands squarely on Jay’s chin covering it in a thick white sheet. Another shot launches from my cock through the air and lands on the other side of Jay. The next launch of cum goes every further landing on the wall behind him with an audible sploosh. But the fourth wad doesn’t go as far and definitely with lesser force, landing on Jay’s toned midsection. When that load of cum hits him his cock too begins unloading. He’s not a shooter but more of a dribble comes from his cock in long streams and land on the floor underneath him. After a few seconds we’re both spent and collapse to the floor together, our cocks still throbbing and waving around. “Shit man. That was the best orgasm I’ve ever had.” Moans Jay. “That was my first orgasm.” I say lustily. “So I guess it’s my best one too.” I smile. Jay leans over and gives my balls a squeeze. “Well. It definitely won’t be your last. And definitely not your last tonight.” He says.
  14. Jeremy91

    The Grower

    Part III I lift my head enough to see Jay cupping my nuts in his large hand. My nuts look absolutely tiny in this situation. But they appear to steadily be growing in his hand. The began as marbles but quickly grow to the size of grapes, swelling larger and larger and taking on the more masculine oval shape. Jay begins massaging them gently which relieves some of the pain but I feel a pressure building in my tight sack. The grapes have swollen to the size of extra large eggs but the nut sack hasn’t expanded to allow them freedom. It reminds me of a small water balloon with how tight my skin is around then. The pressure increases as my balls pack on more mass. I can feel them push my sack to it’s limits forcing it to stretch to the challenge. As the pain enters unbearable territory, I feel a wash of relief and my heavy nuts begin to sag. Finally. My ball bag has decided to compensate for my newly grown nuts. “Holy shit man.” Says Jay. “What happened. Your balls went from marbles to baseballs in no time. Did you get stung by a bee or something?” “Uhh. I don’t know.” I reply in a voice that doesn’t sound like my own. It’s much deeper and booms across the room. “Sounds like another thing just dropped.” Says Jay. I absentmindedly reach down and give my new my enhanced balls a scratch because they begin to itch. When my hand comes into contact with it I feel that it’s soft and covered in a light sprinkling of dark hairs, much different than the little thing I was working with before. “Yeah. Guess they have.” I reply with a new burst of confidence. “This is pretty weird man. You’re standing here with two baseball sized nuts that were like peas a second ago. Jay replies sounding a little jealous. “I don’t know what’s going on.” I say. “But man, does it feel amazing.” As if on cue, I feel a tightening sensation in my chest. Looking down I can make out that my oversized shirt looks to be pushed a little bit out around my pecs. Jay notices too as he drops the ruler and pokes me in the chest. “Feels nothing like bone, more like sinew.” He says with his eyes wide open. He then unexpectedly pulls my shirt overhead before I get a chance to say anything. As my shirt goes over my head I look down to see a respectable chest staring back at me that look like it was honed from a few years of gymnastics. Below the newly developing musculature of my chest are 6 clearly defined abdominal muscles. And more surprisingly they are covered in a dusting of hair that meanders from my bellybutton in a line to my growing pubic hair. “Fuck dude.” Says Jay. “You’re looking hot.” He attempts to now hide his erection that appears to have jumped up in size from being as hard as possible. “Uhh. Yeah bud. Looks like I just went through some kind of generous growth spurt.” I reply with a small grin that betrays a sense of fear as to why this is happening. I part my right hand from scratching my increasingly hairier groin to my face and feel a light sprinkling of hair forming above my lips. As I do I also feel a tightness on my arm which turns out to be a nice lump forming where a bicep goes. As I’m distracted with my upper body enhancements my legs begin to thicken as they pack on more muscle than I’ve ever had on my body to begin with. I only begin to notice when my nuts feel like they’re in a vice and I think they’re growing again but it’s just my rapidly disappearing thigh gap. “Shit Josh. You look like a seasoned track athlete with quads like that.” Jay repeats with a bit of a slacked jaw. “And your ass looks the part too.” He says as he gives it a light “good game” slap. “Fucking firm too man.” “Thanks. Bud.” I say as I blush. “Anytime.” Says Jay. “And now that you got all this new meat you...uhh...wanna take it for a spin?” “What do you mean?” I reply knowing full well what he has in mind.
  15. Jeremy91

    The Grower

    Part II As I’m back in my room, I hear a knock at the door. It must be Jay I think and I boot downstairs hoping Blake is still in his room. As I turn the corner I see Jay talking to Blake, who of course is getting by with the bare minimum of my request to put pants on. He towers over Jay, filling out every inch of his grey sweats. I grab Jay’s arm and lead him back to my room as I yell back for Blake to have fun out tonight and that I’m not waiting up for him. As we get back to my room Jay throws his bag on the floor and flops onto the couch. “Damn. I think Blake gets bigger every time I see him.” He says. “Yeah. I guess.” I reply as I begin to blush with embarrassment. I grab my controller and throw Jay the spare. We fire up a game and start punching buttons. After a while Jay snaps out of his trance and says nonchalantly “imagine if the joystick was the size of your brother’s penis.” Flabbergasted, I say “it’s hard to imagine when you’ve never actually seen it.” “No way.” Says Jay. “There’s no way you too have lived together for this long and his...uhm...gift hasn’t popped out at least once.” “No. It hasn’t.” I say getting red. “All I’ve seen is bulge. And gross, he’s my brother.” “What a shame. I wish I could bulge like that.” Says Jay as he subconsciously rubs his crotch. “How big do you think he is?” “Who knows man. Maybe like 7 inches?” “Haha. Fat chance man. Mines close to that and is nowhere near that big of a bulge.” Says Jay as his bulge becomes more prominent. “I don’t know. Isn’t that like pretty big.” I say trying to focus on the video game at hand. “No man. I mean 7” is above average but by no means is it as big as that bulge suggests.” “Oh.” I say putting down my controller. “I don’t really know much about these things.” “I mean you two are related, right. Didn’t you inherent some of that at least.” Jay says to me. “Uhh. I don’t know.” I say quietly. “I’ve never measure.” “Wow. Really man? I thought every guy has done that at least once Says Jay. “No. I never had. I swear.” I reply. “Well alright then. We’re going to fix that tonight.” He says as he begins to unbutton his pants. “I don’t know about this.” I say. “It’s fine man. The guys in my frat back at school do it all the time.” He says as his pants fall to his ankles revealing a sizable bulge in his tight fitting briefs. “Go ahead. We’re friends man. Take off those pants.” “Uhm. Alright.” I say practically red as an apple as I pull my jeans down to my ankles revealing my oversized boxers. Jay reaches to his bag and grabs a ruler. “Why do you carry a ruler with you?” I ask. “You know. For science of course.” Jay replied with a grin. “Alright enough yapping.” He says as he pulls his underwear down revealing a long, thin penis nestled in a dense patch of hair. His balls hang down considerably low looking like oversized grapes in the loose skin. He places the ruler along the base of his pubic bone and lines the tip of his cock with the 6.5” mark on the ruler. “See man. 6.5” of Grade A beef.” He says as he grips the base of his cock tight. I’d never seen another penis before in my life. “It’s. It’s so big.” I say as I begin to blush. “No man. It’s a bit above average but far from big.” Says Jay. “Now your brother on the other hand...that’s huge. Let’s see how you stack up to the rest of the family.” “Uhh. Ok.” I say as I slide my boxers down to my ankles revealing my small, flaccid penis. “Come on man. There’s no shame in that.says Jay as he walks over to me with ruler in hand. He takes my cock and places it on top of the ruler. “2 inches isn’t bad for a softie. Not much compared to your brother though.” I gasp as no other person has touched my penis before. I barely even touch it myself except to pee and wash it. “I know. It’s why I’ve never been with anyone. That and I don’t really have a much of a sex drive.” I say shyly. “Well how about we see what it’s like when you’re a little more excited.” Jay says as he drops the ruler and grabs my penis. He begins pumping it with his thumb and index finger. I close my eyes and moan. “I’ve. I’ve never felt this pressure before.” “You’ve never jerked off man?” Jay questions as he continues to jerk my penis until it’s fully hard and then he releases it. “Damn. You’re quite the grower.” Jay continues as he places the ruler on my penis. “6 inches man. And you said you never took this thing out for a test drive? Because I know I would.” As Jay stares down at my cock my head is swimming in ecstasy clouding my judgement. “Uhh. No. I’ve only ever woken up with a boner or two in the morning. But they’ve never looked this big before.” “Well congrats man. Your painfully average but this thing looks ridiculous on your thin frame.” Jay sets the ruler aside and places his throbbing cock next to mine. “See man. Look at that thing. That’s a respectable piece of meat between your legs.” My eyes glance down to see my swollen shaft sitting next to Jays. It looks red and angry like it’s ready to bust any minute. Jay’s head is nestled against my groin giving of pleasant heat. I snap my attention to Jay’s face and see that he’s still transfixed on our cocks. “You ok man?” I ask. “Uh yeah.” He replies as he pries his gaze off our cocks. “I’m just happy to be the bigger man for once.” He smiles. With that, as if by fate or cosmic irony, I feel my cock head push against something warm and furry. Jays eyes betray him and show that he also feels something unexpected as we both shift our gaze back to our cocks. What’s staring back looks odd. My cock looks red and swollen. Almost like it’s angry. But what’s even stranger is that it’s buried in Jay’s ample pubes and that Jay’s cock head is bobbing around in space, not anchored to my groin anymore though our stances haven’t changed. Jay reaches down and grabs the ruler again, placing it beside my cock. “I guess you weren’t quite done growing yet.” He says coldly. “The ruler doesn’t lie and it says you’re 7.25” man.” “Is. Is that good?” I say meekly looking back to him for reassurance. “It’s great man. That’s above average. And it means you’re really quite a grower.” He replies staring at me in the eyes with god familiar grin returned. “You mind if I take it for a spin?” He says as he grips the combined girth of our cocks in one hand. “Uhh. Sur...” I try to mutter as I fall to the floor and grab my crotch in pain. “Fuck. What’s wrong Josh?” Jay yells in panic. “My. My nuts. They’re on fire.” I yell. “Here let me see.” Says Jay concerned. He pushes my small hands away to reveal my tight sack with my two marbles inside. He cups them gently. “They look ok to...” his voice trails off.
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