The Beach House (Chapter 3 added 7/2/20)

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Hey everyone! This is the first chapter in a story that I’m in the middle of writing. All feedback is welcome, but keep in mind that this is the first story that I have decided to make public, so be gentle :) Let me know if you want to see more!


Chapter 1


“Is there anything left in the trunk?” Nico yelled to his mom from inside the house.

“No, it looks like we got everything!” she called back.

“Finally!” Nico said with a relieved sigh as he sank down onto the couch. He propped his legs up on the coffee table, leaned back, and took a deep breath, relishing the salty smell of the ocean that was wafting in through the open door; it had been too long since he and his mother had visited their beach house. They used to go every summer but had rented it out for the past four years to help cover Nico’s college tuition. Now that he had just graduated though, they could finally enjoy it themselves again.

As Nico’s mom came back into the house and started carrying her bags to her bedroom, Nico’s phone buzzed in his pocket. He pulled it out and saw that he had received a text from his friend Will.

Hey, I saw you and your mom drive up a few minutes ago; do you want to come over to my place and hang out?

A broad grin stretched across Nico’s face as he hurriedly typed out his response.

Sure! I’ll be there in a second!

As soon as he hit send, Nico sprang up from the couch.

“Mom!” he shouted. “I’m going over to see Will!” And without waiting for a response, he ran out the door.

Nico had been excited to come back to the beach house for a lot of reasons. But the most important of those reasons had been Will. Nico met him for the first time twelve years ago when Will’s family bought the beach house across the street from his. There weren’t very many other kids their age in the neighborhood at the time, so it was inevitable that the two boys would end up spending lots of time together, and they eventually became very close friends. For the next eight years, Nico and Will spent their summers practically joined at the hip; they filled their days playing volleyball on the beach, racing each other through the ocean, and doing many other, usually competitive, activities. Part of the reason Nico enjoyed spending time with Will so much was admittedly that Nico pretty much always won regardless of what the contest was; he was two years old than Will, which gave him an advantage in strength and speed that Will always had trouble overcoming. However, Will always accepted his losses with grace and even took Nico’s playful teasing in stride.

As Nico walked up to Will’s house and rang the doorbell, he felt his stomach twisting into knots of excited anticipation. It was strange to think that four whole years had passed since they had last seen each other; he could picture Will as if he had just seen him yesterday. At any second, he would be greeted by the sight of a skinny guy with wavy blond hair, sparkling blue eyes, and a radiant smile that could cheer him up even on his worst days.

A few seconds later, the door opened, and Nico’s mouth fell open in shock.

The guy standing in front of him was not the Will that Nico remembered from four years ago. Sure, his face was the same, and his smile was just as radiant as ever, but that was where the similarities stopped. Gone was the small, skinny guy Nico had once known, replaced by a tall young man with a powerful, muscular build. His once narrow shoulders had widened, his chest broadened, and his arms thickened. The tight t-shirt he was wearing looked almost as if it were begging for mercy from the incredible muscles it was struggling to contain; the fabric was stretched taut against a pair of firm pecs, and the sleeves just barely covered a few inches of his bulging biceps.

“Nico!” Will exclaimed with a beaming grin and then pulled him into a bruising bear-hug. Nico felt all of the air rush out of his lungs as a pair of muscular arms crushed his ribcage and pressed him against the firmest torso he had ever felt in his life. He made a feeble attempt to return the hug, but found that his arms could barely reach around the wide expanse of rippling muscle that was Will’s back.

            It felt like Will would never let him go; Nico was beginning to feel dizzy from the lack of oxygen. He tried to extricate himself from the embrace, but Will was astonishingly strong; it felt like his body was made of steel. Nico was completely immobilized and helpless.

            Just as Nico felt himself beginning to lose consciousness, Will released him. The moment he was free, he collapsed to the ground, gasping for air.

            “Oh, shit!” Will said, kneeling down and putting his hand on Nico’s shoulder. “Nico, what’s wrong?”

 Nico shook his head but was unable to reply through his panting and coughing. After a few seconds, he had recovered enough to say,

“That hug . . . cough . . . was pretty tight.”

            “Oh,” Will said sheepishly, rubbing the back of his head and causing one of his biceps to swell to the size of a grapefruit. “Sorry about that. Didn’t realize I was crushing you.”

            “It’s okay,” Nico said with a nervous laugh, getting shakily back to his feet. “I’m fine now.”

            “Are you sure?” Will asked, still concerned. “Do you want me to get you some water?”

“No, I’m okay. Really,” Nico repeated more confidently this time, trying to stand up straight and not wince at the pain of his probably bruised ribs.

“Alright, if you’re sure” Will said reluctantly. “Come on; let’s get you inside.”

He put an arm around Nico and gently steered him into the house.

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I think there's real hot potential for this story!  More, please.

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Love the start can’t wait for more. I wonder how he got so big?



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Cant wait to read more of this and how eh changed over four years

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Ohh, I think I'll love this one. You're writing is amazing btw, glad you decided to share :)

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Chapter 2



            As they wound their way through the house, Nico was struggling to wrap his mind around the reality that the broad, muscled back in front of him belonged to his friend Will, who couldn’t have been more than 120 pounds soaking wet the last time Nico saw him. Where had all those muscles come from? And since when was he so fucking tall? Four years ago, he had been noticeably shorter than Nico, but now Will positively towered over him. Had puberty really hit him that hard?

            A few moments later, they entered Will’s room, and Will shut the door behind them.

“So, I suppose congratulations are in order,” Will said with a grin as he plopped down on the futon to the left of his bed.

“Congratulations?” Nico asked, carefully setting himself down next to Will.

“You just graduated from college, didn’t you?” Will asked.

“Oh . . . yeah, I did!” Nico replied. He felt that he was starting to recover from the shock of being confronted with Will’s dramatic transformation, but his mind still didn’t feel like it was quite working at full speed yet.

“That must feel amazing,” Will said enviously. “I still have three whole years ahead of me before I graduate. Have you figured out what you’re going to do next?”

“Yeah, I’m starting a PhD program in Art History in the fall,” Nico said, slightly nervous about how Will would react; people often gave him weird looks when he told them that (“So, what are you gonna do with that?”)

But Nico’s fears about Will’s reaction were unfounded. As soon as he heard about Nico’s grad school plans, Will’s face lit up like a Christmas tree.

“Wow, that sounds awesome!” he said. “So you’ve actually got a fair amount of school left ahead of you then, huh?”

“Yeah, I do,” Nico replied.

“That’s how it’ll be for me too,” Will said with a sigh. “Once I finish my Bachelor’s degree, I’ll be going straight on to med school.”

Med school. That definitely made sense for Will, Nico thought. Will had always been an exceptionally gifted student, especially in science; Nico remembered hearing that he had won a gold medal in the International Chemistry Olympiad a few years ago.

They kept talking about college and their future plans for another few minutes, but Nico was having a tough time staying focused on the conversation. Will had been scooting closer and closer to him while they were talking, and his right arm was resting just inches away from Nico’s left, which emphasized the stark contrast between Nico’s smooth, slender forearm and Will’s hairy, muscled one; Nico felt like he couldn’t tear his eyes away.

Eventually, their conversation trailed off and came to an end. After a few seconds’ pause, Will spoke up again and said,

“Hey, how would you feel about going down to the beach and playing a game of volleyball? It’s been so long since we’ve gotten a chance to do that!”

“Sure, why not?” Nico said.

“Cool!” Will replied with a grin. “Just give me a second to find the ball; I think it’s in this room somewhere.”

A few moments later, Will had located the ball, and they were ready to head out to the beach. Just before they walked out of the room, though, Will turned to Nico with a coy smile and said:

“By the way, don’t think you’ll have such an easy time beating me as you did when we were teenagers; I’m a lot stronger than I was back then.” To emphasize his point, he rolled back one of his sleeves and playfully flexed his bicep.

Nico felt like his eyes were about to pop out of their sockets as he watched Will’s bicep swell up into a huge, perfectly rounded peak with a thick vein snaking down the middle. Will laughed at the expression of unbridled awe on Nico’s face and pumped his arm a second time, making it grow even bigger.

“You can feel it if you want,” Will offered, stepping a little closer. Nico hesitated for a second but eventually reached out to squeeze it with his right hand. As his fingers made contact with the muscle, he almost gasped out loud; it was as hard as a rock and so big that his hand couldn’t fit around the whole thing.

            “Will, this is unbelievable,” Nico breathed as he continued to gingerly trail his fingers over the flexed muscle in front of him. “How did you get this buff?”

            “Oh, you know, weights, lots of protein, eight hours of sleep every night. Nothing special.” Will said airily; he didn’t seem to want to linger on the question. He pumped the muscle a third time, causing it to become so engorged that a web of veins started to pop up around the thick one in the middle. Will laughed a second time as Nico actually let slip a small gasp at the sight of the veiny muscle; it was obvious he was enjoying the attention.

After a few more seconds of reverently feeling Will’s bicep, Nico started to feel a little uncomfortable that he had spent so much time openly ogling his friend’s body and withdrew his hand. Will lowered his arm and rolled his sleeve back down. An awkward silence fell between them for a second, but then Will cleared his throat and asked,

“Ready to go?” Nico nodded mutely, and they headed out for the beach.

A few minutes later, they arrived at the volleyball net that was set up on the beach and started to play. Almost as soon as they began, Nico realized that he was hopelessly outmatched; Will’s level of overall athleticism was so much higher than his that Nico didn’t stand a chance. His reflexes were lightning fast, he could move from one end of the court to the other in the blink of an eye, and he hit the ball with so much force that Nico had no hope of returning his spikes. Nico felt like a child playing against an adult; the disparity was that dramatic.

Nico did manage to avoid the disgrace of being declared the loser, though, as their match was cut short by an unexpected turn of events. As Will was attempting to score his sixteenth point (next to Nico’s zero), he spiked the ball toward the ground on Nico’s side of the court. Nico tried to get under it to return it but failed to raise his arms in time and ended up receiving the ball with his face.

It felt like someone had whacked him in the face with a baseball bat; the force of the blow knocked him off his feet and sent him tumbling to the ground.

“Oh, fuck! Nico, I’m so sorry!” he heard Will yell as he ran over to where Nico lay sprawled on the sand.

“I’m okay,” Nico said weakly, propping himself up and opening his eyes to the sight of Will crouched down next to him and looking very concerned.

“Your nose is bleeding,” Will said. “Here, take this.” He tore a strip of fabric from the bottom of his t-shirt and handed it to Nico, who pressed it to his nose to staunch the bleeding.

“I’m really, really sorry,” Will said again, obviously very torn up about it.

“It’s okay, don’t apologize. It wasn’t really your fault; I’m the idiot who didn’t think to protect his face.”

“Still,” Will said, examining Nico’s face with concern. After a few second, he spoke up again and said:

“Do you want me to walk you home? You should probably get back and lie down for a bit until the bleeding stops.”

Nico nodded, Will helped him to his feet, and they headed back in the direction of the neighborhood.

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            Later that night as he was lying in bed, Nico found that he couldn’t sleep; he just had too many thoughts swirling around in his head. He kept reliving the events of the day in his mind: his shock at Will’s metamorphosis, the bulging bicep Will had let him feel, and Will utterly destroying him in their volleyball game. It was a lot to process. But the question that preoccupied him the most was why Will decided to bulk up in the first place. In all the years Nico had known him, he’d never once expressed an interest in working out. What changed? And when? Did it all start right after the last time Nico had seen him or later?

            All of a sudden, it occurred to Nico that he might be able to get an idea about the timeline of Will’s transformation from his Instagram, if he had one that is. Nico wasn’t much of a social media user himself, but he knew that it could be a useful tool under certain circumstances. He grabbed his laptop from the bedside table, quickly made an account, and typed in Will’s name in the search bar. Fortunately for Nico, Will’s last name was fairly uncommon, so only a few profiles popped up. He scrolled through them and then recognized Will’s face in the picture to the left of the fifth one down.

            “Don’t be private, don’t be private,” Nico muttered to himself as he clicked on the profile. It wasn’t private, but there weren’t very many posts; it didn’t seem Will was very active on social media either. However, one of the most recent uploads caught Nico’s eye: it was a picture of Will and a girl Nico didn’t know hugging each other very tightly and smiling. It couldn’t have been a very recent picture though because Will still looked the way Nico remembered him from four years ago: short and skinny as a rail. Nico clicked on the picture, checked the upload date, and was shocked to learn that it had been uploaded this past September, just about nine months ago! How could that be possible? There’s no way he could have grown so much so quickly.

            “Maybe it’s an old picture that he uploaded years later for some reason?” Nico wondered aloud to himself. “But why would he have done that? And who is that girl? Is she his girlfriend?” That last thought caused him to feel a twinge of jealousy that he was quick to shove out of his mind.

            He clicked on her in the image, and her Instagram handle popped up: @rubybaron2001

            “Ruby,” Nico said under his breath as he took another look at her. She had dark hair, a sturdy build, and looked to be about the same height as Will. He tried clicking on the link but found that her page was private.

            “Well, I guess that’s that,” Nico said with a sigh. It didn’t look like there was much more he could glean from this line of investigation.

Although his Instagram sleuthing had really just left him with more questions than answers, Nico knew that he wasn’t going to be able to answer any of them tonight. He turned off and put away his laptop, lay down, closed his eyes, and drifted off into an uneasy slumber.

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this story is going to good way,  I hope nico and Will grow together and have much sex *¬*

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This is a very well written story. I’m loving it. It seams to me that will has not got used to his strength. Or is a lot stronger and is trying to hide the fact. I also think he is getting an idea of  how his transformation is affecting Nico. Let’s hope he gets to show off some more. I’m pleased he seams to be a nice guy still tho. 

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I'm liking this a lot!  Marius777's writing style has great timing with interesting intrigue. How did his friend, who he is obviously very attracted to, get so buff so fast?  Is Will gay, which could lead to a hotly described getting it on?  Looking forward to a chapter 3!  

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Hope there is more, i'm loving it

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