A College Weight Room Story: The Path to Gains Part 9

[Vonny]

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Yo,

I finished up this next chapter early so I'm posting it . I planning on writing the next one and posting it on Wednesday too. This section was really fun to write. I gets pretty intense in some places and I know you guys will love it. So here it is.

A College Weight Room Story: The Path to Gains 

Monday: Resurgence Part 9

I’m standing in the locker room. I’m completely nude, but I don’t care. For the first time I don’t care if anyone walks in and sees me naked. My body looks great so why should I care? My pecs bulge out of my chest so much that my nipples point down. My lats are so swollen that they get in the way of my biceps. My biceps are rock hard with vascular veins pumping their way down my arms. My abs are rock hard, my ass is thick and my legs are as huge as tree trunks. I look down at my erect cock and smile; who wouldn’t want this cock?

The locker room door suddenly opens and I look up to see Ethan walking in. His eyes bulge out of his head as soon as he sees. I give him a cocky smile, almost laughing at the bewildered look in his eyes. He stands frozen by the door.

“Uh…What’s up man?” he says. He looks a bit embarrassed. His face is turning red, but he shouldn’t be. He’s not the one without any clothing.

“Just getting changed into my compression shorts,” I say as I point to the bright red shorts on the bench. I turn towards him and continue to speak. My erect dick points in his direction and I know he is trying his best not to stare.

“You gotten really big, man. Way bigger than when we first met. It’s amazing.”

He slowly walks into to the bench beside me and takes his bag off his back. He starts removing clothes from it, not taking his eyes off of me once.

“Like what you see?” I ask. His face turns red. I feel amazing. I love having this effect on people and when it’s a bro like Ethan, it’s even more amazing.

“I…I…I want to see what your muscles looked like flexed…”

“Really now?” I say with a smirk.

“Yes…Could you flex for me?

“I’m glad you asked.”

I make my way closer to him and flex my pecs. They bounce up and down and I notice his breath hitch.

“Have a feel,” I say.

Within a second his hand is on my hard pec. He squeezes and I flex beneath his hand. I can feel my dick getting harder. I lift my right arm and flex my bicep. His hand makes its way to my biceps and he slowly caresses his hand across it.

“You’re like a rock,” he says.

“It’s not the only thing that’s a rock right now,” I say. We both look down at my dick.

“Yeah, I can see.”

BAM!!

Ethan and I both jump. The bathroom door burst open with such force that the noise echoes through the entire locker room. We both look to see who it is. It’s Troy… and he is angry. He rushes over to us, his shoulders hunched up, grabs Ethan by the arms, and tosses him across the room.

“Troy!” I scream.

VRRRRRRRTTT…VRRRRRRRT…VRRRRRRTT…

My eyes burst open and I see the ceiling. The sun’s morning glow caresses every surface of my bedroom. My phone is ringing. It’s what woke me up. I immediately grab my phone and answer the call.

“Hello?”

“Yo dude, what’s up?”

“Ethan? It’s like...” I check the time on my phone. “9 am.”

“Yeah, well I texted you and didn’t get an answer. I saw Troy after my 8am class this morning and he says today is a good day for a little wrestling.”

“Really? What time?”

“He’s only free at 10:30. He has a class at 12:30 and he wants to shower and get lunch before.”

“That’s a little over an hour from now! I haven’t even eaten breakfast yet, Ethan!”

“Well let’s go eat ASAP and meet him at the gym.”

“Okay,” I say. I feel a sharp pain in my groin and look down at my swelling cock. I’m rock hard from my dream. I can’t ignore it either. “Give me 20 minutes to get there.”

“Aight, cool. See ya man.”

“See ya.”

I hang up the phone and my hand is immediately on my dick. I usually sleep nude so it was easily accessible. Tossing the blanket to the side, I hastily begin tugging at my ever swelling meat. My body is craving the satisfaction of a good cum and I can already feel the energy building up in my body. I feel the energy flow from my cock up into my chest and my breathing gets heavier as this familiar spark of energy rushes through my veins. My hand continues to stroke even faster. Precum begins to leak from my cock onto my lower abs. The veins in my dick protrude as my blood pumps harder. I’m getting close.

I’m moaning now. I can’t control myself because of how good I feel. The pressure in my nuts rises, the tension getting stronger and stronger and suddenly I burst. I suck in a large gasp of air as streams of cum begin to shoot out of my dick. My back arches as one jet, then two, and then another three jets of cum shoot out of my dick. The first shoots over my head onto my pillow, the second onto my shoulder and the last three onto my chest. My arm drops and I start to relax.

“Fuck,” I say breathlessly. It’s been a while since I came this much.

My breathing is slowed and more relaxed now so I grab the shirt I took off last night to clean the splattered cum off my chest. Thoughts of my dream start to come back to me. I imagine Troy throwing Ethan again and my chest aches. I could never see those two hating each other. Why was Troy angry and what does it mean? I have a bad feeling…a feeling like something horrible could happen, but I don’t know what could cause it to happen or why it would happen it all. Whatever may happen, I’m sure it has something to do with an altercation between Ethan and Troy. I look at the time on my phone. I have 10 minutes left to get dressed and then go meet Ethan.

I go to my closet, put on some jeans and a T-shirt, and pack my backpack with my singlet. Then I’m out of my room and out of my frat house in a flash.

“Bro, what’s on your mind?” Ethan says. We had been eating for about 10 minutes and our conversations had been shortened by periodic silences caused by me being lost in thought. He jerks me out of my thoughts and I look at him startled.

“Nothing man. I’m just thinking of a dream I had.”

“What was it about?”

“Uhh… Just school stuff. I dreamt that I failed a test in my criminology class and then I had to drop out of school because I couldn’t finish my Criminal Studies major and then I died…”

“Whoa, man! It was just a dream! None of that will actually happen.”

Whew! He fell for it. There is absolutely no way I am telling him about the violent part of the dream. Maybe one day I’ll tell him about the worshiping. I love muscle worship, but I don’t know if Ethan does. Not yet.

“I know. I’ll get over it. So how was your night?” I say as I scoop scrambled eggs into my mouth. I want the conversation to change.

“Well after basketball yesterday I showered, ate dinner, and just chilled in my room. It was a pretty laxed evening. Not to be too personal, but every time I exercise I get a rush of testosterone so you can figure out what happened when I got alone in my room.”

I laugh at him not so subtly admitting that he masturbated.

“Bro, trust me,” I say. “I totally understand. This morning was pretty hard for me… wait I didn’t mean that! Shit!”

Ethan spits out the milk he is drinking and we both burst into laughter. Ethan even ends up coughing a little.

“Dude, I’m sure you said what you meant. I bet you were pretty hard,” Ethan says with a wink.

This just puts me in another uncontrollable fit of laughter. It’s moments like these that I believe Ethan wouldn’t mind at all if I asked him to flex for me or vise-versa. Before we know it, it’s time to go wrestle and Ethan and I make our way over to the gym from the dining hall.

We head over to the locker room as soon as we enter the gym and I begin to remember my dream again. I shrug off the thoughts. There’s no way that will happen. I open the locker room door to see one single person in the room, Troy, and he’s standing completely naked. He still has the round, full ass that I remember. His back is turned to us Ethan and I as he rummages through his locker. I look over to Ethan who seems pretty chill. Nothing unusual about a naked guy in the locker room right? He turns around and sees us.

“Vonny!” he says. He gives me a huge smile and begins to walk over to me, still nude. His dick flops around as he comes near and I freeze up. He brings me into a tight bear hug and all I can think of is how strange this must look to Ethan, but this is typical Troy. He still feels as firm and strong as he did before. I guess muscle regression takes a little longer for him.

“How have you been, bro?” I say as he lets go.

“Hanging in there?” He looks over to Ethan. “What’s up, Ethan?” He walks over to Ethan, still naked, and gives him a handshake.

“Nothing much, man,” Ethan says nervously. “I’m ready to kick both of your asses though!” I guess that nervousness was temporary.

“Oh, really?” Troy and I both say.

“Then let’s put our singlets on and wrestle!” I say to Ethan.

We quickly change. Troy puts on his tightest grey compression shorts and a tight grey compression shirt. Ethan sports a dark blue singlet and I a black one. Once we are dressed we make our way over to the mats.

“And so the fun begins,” says Troy. “Ethan, you and I go first. Winner takes on Von.”

He moves his way to the mat and Ethan takes his position in front of him. I watch as the two beasts go at each other. Troy seems to have the upper hand. He’s about 30 pounds heavier than Ethan. I remember him saying he was 170 pounds in the past, but I have no clue how much mass he has lost since then. He is still strong though. He flips Ethan onto his back and slams him on the floor. I hear the breath leave Ethan’s body, but he doesn’t give up. He slips from beneath Troy and latches onto his back. Troy struggles beneath Ethan’s weight and lets out a deep grunt, his face turning red from the pressure. I watch in amazement as these two monsters go at each other and I feel the familiar surge of energy in my groin.

“You can’t beat me, bro!” Troy says. He flips onto his back with Ethan on it. Ethan lets out a loud puff of air and he lets go.

“Damn!” he says. Within a second Troy pins Ethan down again. I watch him struggle beneath him, the sweat dripping down his face. It’s nice to know that Troy still has his strength. After a few more rounds, Troy comes out as victor and it’s my turn to go up against him.

“I thought you were top dog, Ethan!” I say to taunt him.

“Guess today just isn’t my day, man,” he says. I look down and see a hard bulge protruding through his tight singlet. I smirk at it.

“Alright,” Troy says pointing at me. “Your turn!” He looks at me with such determination. It has been so long since I’ve seen his eyes this bright.

“Let’s go! Bring it” I say, edging him on.

I move to the mat and suddenly he is on top of me.  His thick pecs connect with mine and I feel his arms wrap around my back. His grip is strong and there is nothing I can do to break out. I miss how powerful he was and it seems that his strength hasn’t wavered at all. He is too strong, even for me and my body is repeatedly slammed and pinned to the ground. I’m amazed and in no way upset by his display of power.

After a few rounds I am sweaty and tired, but Troy seems even more pumped. I can tell he misses this. He must miss exerting himself and feeling powerful like he is now. I feel a little sad for him. After he is finishes whooping me, we towel off.

“That was the most fun I have had in a while,” Troy says to me and Ethan.

“You’re telling me,” I say. “This is great!” I finally have my bro back. I feel that Ethan, Troy and I could be bros for life.

“So Von, you wanna go for a workout? “says Ethan. “It’s only 12:00 and I don’t have class for a couple hours.”

“That sounds great man,” I say. “You heading to lunch Troy?”

“Yup, I’ll see you guys around.” He fists bumps us both and we separate. Ethan and I walk into the weight room and Troy out the gym door. We make our way over to a weight bench by the window.

“So Ethan, I noticed you were a little happy down there earlier?” I say teasing.

“Bro!” he says embarrassed. “You know how things get in the heat of the moment. Popping a boner is—“

He suddenly stops speaking. He is staring out of the window. I look in the direction he is looking and see what he sees. Troy is outside of the gym and he is yelling loudly at a girl in front of him. His back is turned to us and I can see the girl’s face. She has curly strawberry blond hair, freckles and glasses. It’s his girlfriend, Terri, and she is beyond pissed. They don’t notice us through the window, but I can hear their every word.

“I told you never to go here again! You know I don’t want you looking like a fucking freak, Troy!” Terri says and begins to storm off.

“I wasn’t working out, babe!” Troy cries. “I was wrestling with my friends!”

He begins to follow her and their voices begin to fade as they walk away from the gym.

“Wrestling!? Who wrestles!? I know that’s a lie. I know you are covering up and you were really in the weight room.”

“But I fucking wasn’t!”

“Don’t lie to me! Why can’t you do this one thing for me Troy!?”

He speaks but he’s too far away to hear now. I stand beside Ethan in shock. I never imagined their relationship so…fiery. Ethan and I just look at them as they walk away.

“What a bitch,” he says.

 

 

 

[Ro20316]

Vonn lreally loves his body and his subconcious knows he will love if bot of friends gets into a fight over him.

 

I hope Troy works soemthing out. He cant always do what his girlfriend say that's not a healthy relationship.

[Vonny]

2 hours ago, Ro20316 said:

Vonn lreally loves his body and his subconcious knows he will love if bot of friends gets into a fight over him.

 

I hope Troy works soemthing out. He cant always do what his girlfriend say that's not a healthy relationship.

All I can say is that some big changes are coming. I don't want to spoil it.

[mario2007]

Can't WAIT for the big changes!

[Vonny]

If anyone wants to comment where they think the story is going, that would be great. I'm interested in what everyone thinks.