m/m Another Nerd Story (3 Parts)

[sithspawn]

I know it's been quite a while since I posted a story on here but here's a new one for your reading pleasure.

 

 

Oh jeeze, what is it this time?  I thought as I saw Ollie trudging up the street.  Even though it had been a dry day he was absolutely soaking wet to the point where his thin, white shirt was plastered to his body, making it virtually see through.  Ollie was what you’d class as your stereotypical nerd; skinny body, thick rimmed glasses, hair slicked back and always dressed smartly, although right now his hair was a little dishevelled and he had a shoe missing.

“Hey Ollie, what happened to you?”  I asked as he approached our front yard where I’d been mowing the lawn.

“Hello Thomas, I was wondering if you still had the spare key to my house.  Mine was lost in the Claypool when that Neanderthal Derek Martin and his cronies decided to throw me in just now.”  That certainly explained the state he was in.  Derek Martin had been picking on Ollie, and anyone else he deemed to be too wimpy to share oxygen with him, since we were back in school.  Even though I’d tried to get him to back off it just ended up with me getting ganged up on as well.  He and his friends always seemed to hang around by the Claypool, the small lake on our housing estate, causing trouble and just generally being belligerent.  I would have thought Ollie would have taken the long way around to avoid it but obviously not.

Ollie and I had known each other for a while but we didn’t really hang around in the same circles.  I was quite athletic and quite popular whereas Ollie was brilliantly smart academically, but not so much when it came to street smarts.  Chances are he’d been daydreaming about some ridiculously complicated equations on the way and just gone on autopilot home when he passed Derek.  We both still lived with our parents, who had been close since before we were born, so they each had keys to the other’s houses just in case one of us needed them, so I quickly dashed in to retrieve it.

“Come on then, let’s get you home.”  I said as I locked my front door.

“There’s no need for you to come along, I will be fine on my own.”  He protested.

“Don’t worry about it; I’ve got nothing much to do anyway.  Besides, I want to know what Derek did this time.” 

Ollie reluctantly agreed and we made our way to his house, a few doors down from mine.  On the way he told me about his altercation with Derek and how they’d physically thrown him into the pool and just stood there laughing as he thrashed about before he was able to crawl his way to the edge.  He had been so preoccupied with trying to keep his head above the water and not lose his glasses that he didn’t notice his pockets were empty until he’d made it back to dry land.  Derek had just laughed as they walked away, even though Ollie begged them for help finding his stuff.

In his bedroom I sat on the bed as he paced around, clearly still agitated by what had happened before.  He always seemed to struggle when dealing with people as he never seemed to understand them emotionally.  He could name every part of the human anatomy with ease but he could never figure out the complexities of the behaviour of any living thing.  He never felt the need to have pets as he thought they stupidly showed affection for you, purely because you elected to take care of them, and he could never love them back as he found the idea of showing them affection simply for occupying his living space as being absurd.

I tried asking him once about why he showed his parents he cared for them but he just said that was because he owed it to them for giving birth to him and nurturing him up to this point.  When it comes for the time to them to pass on he would merely see that as them having completed their job and no longer being able to be a useful member of society.  I did kinda wonder how he would actually feel when that day came but maybe it would just mean nothing to him.

“I just don’t understand the mentality of that reprobate.”  He finally said, snapping me out of my ponderings.  “Why does he feel the need inflict violence upon me simply because I chose to walk that route home?”

“Because he’s an asshole.”  I replied but I could see that didn’t help.  “Because he clearly has self-esteem issues and sees bullying you as a way to make himself feel better.”

“But that’s absurd, if he feels that something is wrong with him then he should channel that energy into improving that aspect of himself, rather than attacking other people.”  He had a point, but like I said, Ollie really didn’t understand people.

“Yeah but he doesn’t see it like that.  All he sees is someone smarter than him, who will probably do better in life, so he just uses his obvious size advantage to make himself feel superior.”

“So what should I do to prevent a repeat occurrence?”

“Maybe you could try coming to the gym with me, you know, put a little muscle on.”  I suggested, although I knew he wouldn’t go for it.

“So increasing my muscle mass could make him less likely to pursue a course of aggression?”  He asked and I just nodded.  “Very well if you think it will help.”  I was surprised how easy it was to convince him to come and train with me but before I could work out when to get him started I noticed something very strange.  Ollie’s clothes suddenly became much tighter and I could swear he suddenly had muscles bulging underneath them.

“What the hell?”  I exclaimed, suddenly sitting bolt upright on his bed.

“There, so do you think this will alleviate the problem?”  He asked, looking down at his slightly enlarged body.

“What the fuck dude!?!?  Did you just make your muscles grow?”  I asked, not believing what I had just seen.

“Of course, so do you think this will help?”  He asked again, as if this was the most natural thing in the world.

“Forget about that, how the hell did you do that?”

“I’ve been able to do it for a while.  I was tired of asking for assistance if I needed heavy supplies for my experiments so I developed some nanites to stimulate my muscle fibres, giving me extra strength.  The ability to control my musculature development came as a by-product of that experiment.”  I couldn’t believe what I was hearing.  I knew he was smart but to create something like this to solve such a mundane problem was astounding, not to mention his blasé attitude about it.

“So you can grow your muscles anytime you want?  How big can you get?”  I asked.

“Oh significantly larger than this, but I would rather not damage my clothing.”

“So take them off and get bigger.”  I almost pleaded.

“Why?  Would you say this is insufficient to deal with Derek?”  I just nodded.  “Very well, tell me when will be adequate.”  I thought he was going to burst out of his clothes right in front of me but instead he dwindled back down to his original size and then carefully removed his shirt and trousers, folding them neatly and laying them on the bed beside me. 

He then started to increase his size and definition at an incredible rate.  He went from being so skinny that I could almost see his ribs to a heavyweight bodybuilder in a matter of seconds.  His thick neck was sandwiched between two mountainous traps, leading to the huge, pumpkin shaped shoulders holding up his colossal arms.  If he flexed those biceps I was in no doubt they would almost dwarf any softballs held up to them, probably in both size and hardness.  Then there was his chest, jutting out a few inches from his body so his pecs cast a shadow over the insanely ripped blocks of muscle making up his eight pack abs.  There didn’t look to be an ounce of fat on him and you could see the veins crisscrossing his body, even down on his trunk sized legs. Every muscle on him was shredded to an insane degree and I could only imagine his back could look like a map of the Rocky Mountains.  Facially he was every bit the nerd he had always been, but below that he had the body of a Greek god.  After a few seconds I realised he wasn’t growing anymore and just seemed to be looking at me as if waiting for my approval.

“Wow.  So is that your maximum size?”  I asked, hoping he didn’t think he was too small, even though I would kill to be half his size.

“This is the maximum size I can reach without increasing my height any further.  If I were to grow any larger then I would have to get taller to accommodate the size, but then I would remain at that height even if I reduced my musculature.”  As unbelievable as his body now was I could only imagine what sort of insane size he could achieve if he didn’t care about his height.

“So if you can grow this big whenever you want, wouldn’t you prefer to big and muscular all the time?”

“Absolutely not.  Being this size is quite cumbersome.”  I think he could see the look of confusion on my face.  “Trying to carry out everyday tasks in a confined space such as this is quite problematic as I am forever colliding with the furniture, and even something as simple as entering a room can create issues as I have to manoeuvre my body in such a way as to not damage the door frame.”  My dick was as hard as rock looking at the monster in front of me, and thinking about him just smashing through a doorframe without even noticing it was close to tipping me over the edge.

“So do you…you know…beef up whenever you want to get stronger?”

“Fortunately not as I have no larger clothing with which to cover my enlarged form.  I can increase my strength without having to increase my size, even though it can sometimes create a more vascular look to my physique if I increase my strength by quite a large degree.”

“So how strong can you get?”  I asked, still barely keeping it together.

“To be honest I have never fully tested my capabilities, which is ironic considering most scientists like to test the results of every experiment they undertake.  I purely did this to make my life easier but I suppose the most weight I have lifted so far would be about the equivalent of a bulldozer.”

“You mean you pulled that weight along?  On wheels?”  I asked.

“Not at all, I mean actually raised into the air, with one arm.”  I couldn’t help it at that point, my body gave up and I suddenly felt the warm cum splatter my underwear.  Ollie must have noticed me shudder as he pulled a confused face.  “Did you just ejaculate?”

“Yeah…”  I couldn’t think of anything else to say.

“What a peculiar thing to do.  Why do you suppose that happened?”  He asked and I just burst out laughing, making him look even more confused.  I suddenly realised though that I was in a confined space with a massive, super strong nerd who had been bullied and laughed at for years, and could probably tear me in half with absolutely no effort at all for laughing at him.

“Sorry, I shouldn’t laugh it’s just…you’re probably the most amazing, sexy thing…guy I’ve seen in…well…ever.”  I gushed.

“So you find my increased musculature and feats of strength to be arousing?”  He still looked at me like I was crazy.

“You mean you don’t?”  I asked in amazement.  “You can look at yourself like that in a mirror and not be turned on?”  He turned to face the mirror as his face gave away a look of disdain.

“Of course not, if anything it feels slightly alien and uncomfortable.  And those veins all across my body are quite unsightly.”  I couldn’t believe this.  Here was a guy who had the ability to become every man’s dream on a whim and he didn’t seem to be interested in it at all.  If anything it was just a tool for him.

“So you don’t flex and pose in the mirror?  You don’t marvel at how hard your muscles are?  Do you have any idea how many guys would love to do what you can do?”

“So you would like to look like this?”  He asked, turning the question around.  All I could do was to nod solemnly. 

“Can I feel what they’re like?”  I asked, feeling bold.

“If you wish to, although I hardly see the appeal.”  I stood up and tentatively walked over to him.  When he was smaller I never really noticed that he was a couple of inches taller than me, but now, as he was larger in every capacity it was quite unnerving.  I reached out to touch his chest and was amazed at the warm, granite like feeling beneath my hands.  There was still some give in it but not a lot.

“Have you ever tried flexing your muscles in the mirror?”  I asked.

“I have no idea what you mean.  They appear to flex themselves whenever they move but that really is all.”  I showed him how to flex his chest and felt as it turned into corrugated steel beneath my fingers, then I showed him how to do a bicep flex and marvelled as they felt, and almost looked, like bowling balls either side of his head.  As it went on I started to get more delicate and sensual with my caressing, and when I started fondling his nipples I could see it was clearly having an effect on him as he seemed to hum in approval.  I decided to be extra brave and work my way down towards his crotch, even feeling his concrete like ass cheeks beneath his underwear, until I gradually started to slip his shorts down.

“Hmmm…I was kinda expecting everything to be bigger.”  I said, looking down at his rather underwhelming cock.

“I never saw the need to enlarge my penis but if you think it would add to the effect…”  He trailed off and I immediately saw his dick plump up to a sturdy ten inches soft, with some substantial balls below it.  Throwing caution to the wind I quickly started to stroke it and salivated as it grew harder, before taking it into my mouth.  Just as suddenly I felt myself flying back towards the bed and landing in a heap on the floor.  “What on Earth do you think you were doing?”  He asked, looking down at me in disgust.

“I…thought you might want me to suck you off…you know…give you a little pleasure.”  I replied, staring up at the muscle god in front of me and hoping I hadn’t made a grave mistake.

“I see, so would this be just for my pleasure or for your own as well?”

“Well…I can’t say I won’t enjoy it, but I’m sure you’ll like it too.”

“Very well, I have never experienced fellatio before so perhaps I should take you up on your offer to ascertain how it feels.  You may proceed.”  Even though he made it sound so clinical I didn’t have to be asked twice.  I crawled over and hefted the incredible piece of meat in my hands, sensually stroking it until it regained its hardness.  I decided to tease him a little at first and just delicately ran my tongue along the length of his cock, tickling the head with the softest touch and I could see it was having an effect on him as his head rolled back slightly.  I decided to see how much I could actually take and plunged his huge tool into my mouth until I had my face buried in his pubes.  As I started to get a rhythm going he seemed to be swaying slightly and then, amazingly I found myself lifted off the ground as he flexed his cock.  I quickly pulled away as he turned to walk towards the bed.

“Holy shit!!  You could have given me some warning.”  I yelled, even though I was more in awe than angry.  He sat down on the edge of the bed with his cock pointing straight up like an angry missile.

“I must apologize but I feared I may not remain upright if that continued.  If you could resume your activities then that would be most appreciated.”  I knelt down and continued to suck on his rock hard member, looking up occasionally to see his incredible body tense and writhe above me.  I knew he was getting close as he started to breathe harder, letting out more and more pleasurable moans until finally with a deep roar I felt his cock begin to spasm as I was blasted across the room by his first spurt.  He continued to fire shot after shot into the air, splattering against the ceiling before raining down on me.  What finally tipped me over though was seeing how his toes had curled over and left deep grooves in his hardwood floor. I blew another huge load into my shorts just watching the incredible display in front of me.

“Oh my god.”  I exclaimed as Ollie sat up to face me.  His huge cock was left dangling over the edge of the bed, dripping the last remnants of his incredible seed into the newly carved grooves at his feet.

“That was most agreeable, thank you Thomas.”  He looked around the room at the mess he’d made and seemed to concentrate for a second before letting out a deep breath.  As he did all the cum on the ceiling, the floor and even all over me seemed to instantly evaporate.

“What the fuck just happened there?”  I asked.

“I released some nanites to break down my emissions rather than having to clean them up manually.”  He replied matter-of-factly.

“Wait, so I have your nanites on me now?”

“Fear not, they self destructed when their job was done.  They cannot exist outside my body unless I allow them to.”  I couldn’t help feeling a little disappointed as I hoped they could latch on to me or something like that and allow me to grow huge.  “So back to my original problem, do you believe this would be a sufficient deterrent for Derek and his hoodlums?”

“Absolutely, although I doubt you could just walk up to him tomorrow looking like that and not have any questions asked.”

“Quite true, perhaps I should wear a disguise of some sort.”

“You’ve kinda got a disguise already; here’ let’s try this.”  I walked over to him and started to mess up his hair and then took off his glasses.  “There.  The glasses changed the shape of your face slightly and with a different hair style and, not to mention a completely different body, he wouldn’t even recognise you.”  Ollie went to look at himself in the mirror but that brought up another problem.

“Unfortunately my eyesight is severely compromised without my spectacles.”

“Have you ever tried contact lenses?”

“Heavens no, the thought of putting something in my eye is quite unsettling.  I may have another solution though.”  He started to concentrate again and then blinked a few times.  “Much better, and I see now what you mean about my altered appearance; even my own family would struggle to recognise me.”

“Wait, did you just correct your eyesight?”

“Technically the nanites corrected it but for all intents and purposes it was me who did it.”  I was dumbfounded.  These nanites were incredible, and could quite easily cure a lot of people.

“Have you thought about sharing these nanites with the world?  They could do a lot of good you know.”

“They could also be used in quite nefarious ways as well.  Do you honestly think any government would use these to help people out?  I think not, there are far too many military applications available for this technology.”

“Like what?  Besides the strength I mean.”

“The strength alone would be a major benefit to any army but there are also other capabilities.  There’s a Swiss Army knife in my top drawer, bring it over here and try to stab me with it.”  I found the knife where he said it was but I felt very reluctant to do what he asked.  After he assured me a few times I hesitantly poked him in his enormous, left pec.  The first time the skin just dented a little and he encouraged me to do it again but harder so I obliged.  His skin was hard as diamond but there was still a little give in the muscle as he probably didn’t want to damage the knife.  After a couple more times the knife suddenly pierced the skin and stuck there in his chest.  I was horrified at what I’d done but Ollie just looked amused.

“Don’t worry, I allowed my skin to be penetrated there.  Obviously you can see that nothing can break my skin but if, for whatever reason, I ever needed to be injected with something, I can allow the nanites to make my skin less dense.”  As I watched the knife started to get pushed outwards until it fell to the ground and then, miraculously, the wound that was caused by it sealed up and healed over without leaving a trace.  “So as you can see, the military would be very interested in having unbeatable soldiers and that cannot be allowed to happen.”

“So would you be able to make these nanites available to anyone, like me for example?”  I was excited at the thought of being able to experience what Ollie was going through and couldn’t wait for him to offer me the chance.

“Theoretically yes, they could be adapted to map onto your genetic code.”

“Wow, so I would be able to do what you can do?”  I was practically salivating at the thought of that power.

“If I were to make them available to you then yes.”

“What do you mean if?”

“Well I have no intention of sharing this with anybody.”

“What?  Why not?”  I asked, getting slightly angry that he should want to keep me out of this.

“As I said, there are too many people who could exploit it so I would prefer that it stays with me.”

“But I thought you’d want someone to share it with, you know to experiment with it.”  I was trying to plead with his inner scientist to see if that would work.

“Frankly I have no desire for further experimentation; I obtained the extra strength I needed to aid with some experiments and as a bonus made myself impervious to more risky endeavours.  As far as I can ascertain there is nothing left to assess.”

“Ok, but what about sharing it with a friend?”  This was the last card I could think to play.

“Would you really call us friends?  Our parents are friends and our relationship is purely a by-product of that, if it weren’t for them we would have very little in common.”

“But what about earlier?  I sucked you off!!”  I was starting to get angry now.

“Indeed you did, but that was as much for your own benefit as mine.  You clearly have some infatuation towards my increased musculature and my enhanced endowment, but had I asked you perform fellatio on me yesterday as my regular self would you have been so forthcoming?  I highly doubt it.  You even went so far as to call me sexy earlier, again a sentiment you did not share yesterday.  All you see now is a chance to fulfil your own fantasies with me in this grotesquely oversized form with a brief glimmer of expectation that you could experience it yourself.”

“What about if I went to the press or the military about this?”

“And tell them what?  That one of your neighbours can enhance his body using technology no one else has invented yet?  Do you honestly think they would take you seriously?  And let’s say they did; what then?  They try to take me away to learn about the technology, which could take them years to develop a prototype and do you really think they would invite Joe Bloggs from the suburbs to be the first recipient?  You would have nothing to gain from that except a petty act of revenge.”

“Please Ollie; this is all I’ve ever wanted.”  I could think of no other argument so my last course of action was to plead for it.

“Then perhaps you should have invented the technology yourself instead of trying to get it without putting the work in.  Now if you don’t mind I would like to get myself cleaned up.  Thank you for assisting me with the key earlier; I shall drop it back in a few days when I’ve had a replacement cut.”  I started to walk towards Ollie’s door and took one look back at that magnificent body as he started to dwindle back to his regular, nerdy self.  With his hair messed up and without his glasses he was actually really good looking, even without the massive muscles, only I hadn’t seen that before and now it was too late.

“Could we, maybe do this again someday?”  I asked hopefully.

“I highly doubt it but who knows.”  With that I left his house and made the short walk home.  I felt a tiny glimmer of hope from his last statement but knowing him the way I did I wouldn’t put it past him to think nothing more of the entire encounter.  When I got home I went straight to my room and just sat on my bed, feeling numb.  The guy of my dreams was living just a few houses away but I clearly wasn’t what he wanted.  Maybe someday things would change…I could only dream.

[middleman]

Wow, super hot story!  Very interesting premise. Sure hope you continue it!

[Edlutr]

Please continue with this! Both characters are interesting and you describe the growth really well.

[BigBen]

Love this.  Please continue

[citizenies]

so hot! 

hope there's a part 2 to this

so much potential

[Hialmar]

A continuation would spoil everything, that makes this story different.

[sithspawn]

19 minutes ago, Hialmar said:

A continuation would spoil everything, that makes this story different.

*deletes the last 3 hours worth of work*

[Wagnerman267]

34 minutes ago, sithspawn said:

*deletes the last 3 hours worth of work*

noooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo

pls keep it going

unless it's too late

[Hialmar]

No no. Make your own choices, but I wanted to express my opinion: This story opposes  stereotypes of the genre, and a continuation runs the obvious risk of reintroducing the usual stereotypes. If that happens, the story will not be refreshingly different any longer.

[sithspawn]

16 minutes ago, Hialmar said:

No no. Make your own choices, but I wanted to express my opinion: This story opposes  stereotypes of the genre, and a continuation runs the obvious risk of reintroducing the usual stereotypes. If that happens, the story will not be refreshingly different any longer.

Hmmm...Intriguing choice to make here.  The continuation could potentially suffer from introducing a couple of stereotypes but anyone who knows my writing style knows that I don't always write the obvious things out.

I think so far the second chapter has a couple of items that are "stereotypical" but I think the characters may just be different enough to warrant a continuation.