Little Mikey - Part Two - A Little Exploration

[mlbjock]

Thanks for all the kind comments guys. This was written on train back to NY, so sorry for any bad wording I may have missed.

I have a couple of different paths for this story and I haven't quite decided where I am going to go, so we'll have to take that journey together.

Part Two -- A Little Exploration
by S. Stewart

Mike sat in the den reading his bio book for the next couple of hours. While he was able to absorb the material he wasn’t really paying attention to it. One thing he never really mentioned to people was his eidetic memory. He not only remembered everything he ever read, but also seen, heard or smelled. Most of his attention was focused on the grunting and clanging coming from the basement, and remembering how easy lifting all that weight had seemed. His cock had gotten softer since he was down there but it didn’t quite feel as small as it was before. “I’ll have to remember to check that later”

Finally the grunting stopped and Chris came stomping up the stairs. On his was past the den he stops and wearing a puzzled expression asks “Hey little man, were you down in my gym earlier?”

“Oh yeah, Brett. I was looking for my bio book.” Which he holds up as proof.

“Yeah I took that earlier since there was some big muscle on the front. But you should stay out of MY gym. All those heavy weights, you might get hurt, and mom and pops would definitely blame me!”

“Okay Brett, but you know...”

“And was Dad down there? Some of my weights were moved.”

“...No. He’s in Boston for the week. Remember?” Brett nods his assent. “as I was saying, I think I want to wor...” but trails off as Brett walks away ignoring his little brother. Mike heard his brother stomping upstairs and get into the shower. Chris always took long showers after his workout, so Mike knew he had some time to see what his brother had done in the gym. Mike was so eager to test his strength against his big bro’s weights again. He crept down to the gym and turned on the lights, and making sure he could still hear the running water on the 2nd floor.

The first thing he noticed was the all of the plates were missing from the bench. In their place were three 45s , and a 25 on each side. “A mere 365, but more than Chris had on yesterday. Wonder if he got as many reps with his pecs and I did with my biceps?” Mike couldn’t help but chuckle at the thought, and his cock started to swell again. “I’ll definitely have to deal with you in a little bit,” he told his growing tool, “but first I have to see what else Chris did.” Looking around he got his answer. All 4 100 lbs plates were on the squat bar, plus two 45s, and two 10s. “Hmm...555? That’s more than his school record. Chris must’ve gotten stronger over the summer.” Mike walks up to the bar, it’s few inches above his shoulders, “guess it’s time to see if my shoulders are as strong as my arms.” Mike reaches up and grabs the bar with his grip a few inches past the end of his shoulders and gives a push. His smile couldn’t have been bigger as he feels the heavy weight easily powered off the rack by his small shoulders. “Oh yeah, this feels even lighter than before.” Standing at his full 5’7” height, Mike lowers the bar behind his head until it just taps his shoulders, then presses the massive 555 lbs weight up as if it were a broom.

“Chris had to use his legs to do this? Fuck who’s the MAN now?!!” Mike is able to get in just 8 reps when he hears the water shut off. “Damn, I wanted to play some more...” Mike puts the weight back on the rack, but at the highest support he could, a least 10” higher than his brother had it. “Hehe, he’s going to have a bit harder time lifting this off to squat it. Maybe he could use his shoulders to lift it off? Haha.” On his way out of the gym Mike passes the DB rack, and has a huge desire to pick one up. He grabs the 10 pound and 120 lb DB and lifts them off the rack. “Oh man this sweet, this big weight doesn’t feel that much heavier than this tiny one.” As the thought is racing thru his head, Mike’s cock gets a little bit harder. “Damn I better hurry before Chris gets dressed.”

He sets the weights down and runs back up to the den. Picking up his bio book he finishes the last few pages before his brother comes back down. Chris is wearing a tight black shirt showing off his big chest and massive arms. “Man he is so hot! I’d love to have his muscle,” Mike thought.

“Tell mom that I am going out with Kathy tonight, and not to wait up, squirt.” Without waiting for an answer Chris walks out the front door.

“I AM going to have his muscles, and soon!” Another dull ripping noise comes from Mike’s zipper. His cock now felt so tight and constrained in his pants and Mike realized he wasn’t even fully hard yet. “I’ve never felt like this before...” A little worried but overcome by the pressure, he hurries back down to the gym. For whatever reason he couldn’t help but feel like this is where he should be. Surrounded by the smell of muscle and iron. With a toothy smile, Mike takes off his shirt, and unbuttons his pants. He’s a bit shocked when he gets to his zipper. His bulge had grown so much that it started to rip the teeth apart. With a mischievous grin, he puts his thin fingers in the tear and gives a tug. The zipper rips apart but it doesn’t stop there. The denim tore as easily as tissue paper all the way around to the base of his ass. “Well if it’s that easy,” he grabs the legs of his pants and tears them completely off his body.

Standing in front of the wall of mirrors Mike stares at his body. “What the...” This is not the body he remembers. His chest is thicker, his arms a little bigger, and his abs tighter and more ripped. His legs thicker and he can see all for heads of his quads w/o having to flex. A thick vein is running up from his forearm, over the top of the peaked muscle, across the delt and deep into his pec. Flexing his arm there’s a sharp split between the heads of his biceps. “WOW! Where did all this come from?” He can’t help but reach up and rub that hard ball. Giving a squeeze, he couldn’t begin to dent it. “It feels like steel. I don’t know what’s causing this, but I LOVE it!” Spending a couple more minutes feeling all this new hard muscle, Mike gazes down to his look at his now ripped but small quads. “I wonder what these babies can do now?” Mike asked as he walked over the leg press machine.

“I know my brother can get 810 lbs for like 3 reps so let’s start there.” Slapping on the 4 100 pounders, all 10 45s Mike gets to 850. Practically jumping in the seat, he places his feet and releases the supports. It doesn’t feel like there is any weight pressing against him, as he pumps out a quick 10 reps. “Okay...way too easy,” Mike thinks. Then he drops one from the support and slowing lowers the sled. “Fuck this still doesn’t feel any different.” Mike pushes all the way and then flexes his calf raising the sled a couple more inches. Adjusting his foot to get the best flexand grinning the whole time, he uses the whole sled to pump his one calf. “Man my big bro is so weak! Hell I bet my arm can handle this weight...lets see.”

Mike lowers the weight and reaches out a single arm to hold it up before dropping his foot. Firmly planting his feet on the floor, Mike stands up, holding the full 850 lbs off the machine’s supports. Unlocking his elbow he lowers the weight. Feeling his single tricep flex, he stops 1/2 way thru the motion and just stairs at the hard muscle suddenly flexing on his arm. His cock starts growing again in his briefs really beginning to strain the fabric, pulling the waistband away from his ripped lower abs and revealing that Mike now has a hard 8-pack and his obliques plunging deep towards his tool.

After pumping out some 15 reps on this now big tri press machine, Mike feels a bit of a burn in his tri. Switching arms he pumps out another 15 reps before locking the supports and stepping out of the machine. Realizing the machine can only hold 4 more plates, “Shit! I can’t challenge my muscle with the little boy eqiuipment!” he shouted while looking down at the toy machine. “I guess it’s time to work these abs.” Mike notices the straps hanging from the pull-up bar and decides to do a few leg raises. “Gonna need more weight.” Grabbing one of the 120 pound DBs as if it’s a pencil, he walks over to the bar. Slipping his feet thru weight-belt his brother uses for dips and pull-ups he jumps up and grabs the bar. lifts his legs until the chain is tight, he flexes his back a to raise his higher and lift the weight off the floor. “Gotta get the full range of motion!” he says as he starts repping the weight. On his 5th rep the basement door opens and large shadow stomps down the stairs.

“Brett bro, you down here?” the big man says before looking in the corner and seeing little Mikey holding 120# dumbell off the ground with his feet parallel to the ground. “What the fuck!” Mike realizes that it’s Chris’s best friend Nate. Nate is a BIG man @ 6’1” and about 210 lbs of solid muscle. He’s not quite a strong as his powerhouse bro, but still a stud none-the-less, and he was always nice to Mike whenever they met. Nate practically runs in front of Mike, “Holy fuck little man! Be careful you can hurt yourself.”

Mike lowers the weight and untangles the belt from his legs. “Sweet more weight!” he thinks as he pulls himself even higher. “I wouldn’t worry Nate. That was EASY!”

“Little dude, you need to get dow...” as Mike reaches his legs around Nate, his ankles in his armpits and then tightens them around his huge chest. “What’re you...” Mike pulls his legs in forcing the big jock off balance and stumbling forward. Mike catches all Nate’s 210 lbs of beef on his legs, straightens them and then flexes his abs. “Holy fuck!” Nate shouts as his body is lifted off the ground.

“Yeah, finally some real weight, Nate. That 120 just wasn’t doing it for me.” Mike gets another rep, before Nate bends his legs, and grabs the steel hard muscle of Mike’s quads to stabilize himself a bit.

He too can’t help but feel up that hard muscle as he holds it. “Fuck man!” Feeling it power his body up and down, he reaches higher and feels the solid wall of muscle that is Mike’s abs as they power him up and down. Mike gets 5 reps, and then slows down and starts lowering him to the floor. “Nate looks up into Mike’s eyes and asks, “can you keep going?” He is feeling something he’s never felt before, a strange feeling deep inside his soul and a familiar stirring in his pants.

Next Up Part 3 - Nate

[rextorres]

Oooh boy... The secret is out! Now Nate knows what Mikey has been doing with Brett's weights... Something tells me Brett is going to be in for a HUGE surprise!

What a fun story, MLB... It's keeping me on the edge of my seat!

[wrestlejock646]

OK MLB, this was one hot chapter....keep 'em coming! Love that the cat's now out of the bag. Nate's going to have a hard time keeping this one from Chris.

[iceman75]

Another great chapter man, Mikey is looking great, awesomely strong, the strongest person in the World maybe, and is finally starting to show some development in his muscles, he won't be little for much longer.

[chocomus]

wow, the kid changes fast! and not only in body

[bobaroo2]

This is really starting to get good. I can't wait for the next installment.

[iceman75]

Originally Posted by bobaroo2

This is really starting to get good. I can't wait for the next installment.

You don't have to wait long, its here:

http://www.musclegrowth.org/forum/sh...ad.php?t=11630

If you liked this one, Part III will blow you away!

[onemusclefreak]

Awesome! Can't wait to read more!