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[summinelse]

Long time lurker, first time poster. Any critique would be appreciated.



Jonathan pushed open the front door. Glad to be home from work, he headed to the kitchen for a much-daydreamed-for beer. As he went down the hallway, he glanced into the study, his eyes scanning downward. The familiar framed picture of a gorgeous model posing almost nude in an Appalachian waterfall stared back at him. Bold letters proclaimed that the model was Peter Freyr. Below the picture was the model himself, sitting in front of a desk dutifully tapping away on his keyboard. Jonathan's eyes lingered on his chest, which jutted out behind a wife beater. Peter looked up briefly and muttered a quick ?Hey? before going back to work. Jonathan continued towards the kitchen.

He reached for the refrigerator door when he found himself suddenly pinned up against it. ?I've been waiting for you to come home all day.? intoned a deep whisper right in Jonathan's ear. He felt a very large, very hard cock settle itself on his ass. He smiled as his interlocutor turned him around and planted his lips on his. Forget the beer.

**3 years earlier**

Josh bolted awake in a sweat. His pajama pants were soaked. God, what a night. What drinking. What sex. What dreams. He vaguely tried to recall what had occurred. He had gotten invited to some party and ending up playing beer pong. For a long time. He just kept winning. He thought he had downed at least 15 drinks last night. Why didn't he have a massive hangover? Moreover, why wasn't he dead? Odd.

He smiled when he thought about the guy he had snagged at the party. Tall, blond, blue eyes. Toned muscular body. Lacrosse player. Total closet case. Josh had an eye for spotting them and he had his eyes on him for weeks. He wasn't sure whether it was his mack skills (ha!) or the alcohol last night, but the guys were all over him. Especially this guy. God he was hot. Total sexual novice, but Josh had taught him. He thought. They had made out, and Josh had fucked him for hours. Cummed four times. He remembered him leaving with a smile on his face. Josh had certainly fallen asleep with a smile on his face.

And then there were the dreams. Hot amazing sexual amazing dreams. Josh couldn't even begin to describe them. They were the reason for his wet pajama pants. Josh slithered out of bed. It was a good thing his roomie was gone. He had major morning wood. He shed his clothes and grabbed his stuff for the shower.

The bathroom was empty. He should have known; it was 3pm. Everyone was up, even if it was a Saturday. Josh got into one of the stalls. The hot water felt good; he was sweaty and sticky. He rubbed all over his body until he got to his stomach. It had strange bumps. He looked down. He had abs. Holy shit, he had abs! His cock had gone soft, but now it was hard as a rock. He began to jack. Oh God it felt so good. Better than any jack off he had before. He moaned as he ran his hand back and forth over his engorged pole. It felt like he hadn't jacked off in weeks, like he was about burst forth gallons of cum. He jerked faster and faster. He was reaching the point of no return when it came. It was heat, it was cold, it was light, it was upward, it was downward, it was outward.

He simply exploded. His body shot upward and outward. Heavy muscles hung from his chest and his abs went from bumps to bricks. His legs widened, hams into turkeys. His arms contained baseballs, softballs. Then he came. Shot after shot hit the shower wall as Josh's newly filled balls emptied themselves. As soon as his orgasm ended, he fainted.

***

Stephen sighed longingly at the bunk above him. Just on the other side of the mattress was the hottest male he had ever laid eyes on. Matt. Sprinter on the swim team. Broad shoulders, nice pecs, super nice abs, great smile. Stephen's roommate. Massive tease. Or so Stephen thought. Stephen had attended every single home swim meet. They were dull, hot, stuffy events with no redeeming virtues, except Matt in a speedo. The thought brought a hard on to Stephen's shorts.

His daydreaming turned to frustration. Even if Matt was gay (Stephen couldn't tell), boys like him didn't go with nelly musical theater types like himself. Still, Matt had always treated him like a friend, inviting him to dinner when he was around and generally being kind to him.

He heard his roommate shift on his bed, and his feet fell into view. Stephen quickly pretended he was asleep but kept the corner of his eye open. Matt was a little more...indiscreet when he thought no one was paying attention. Matt thudded to the floor and stumbled over to his dresser. As he got there, he looked back at Stephen with a slightly suspicious look on his face. He turned around, but then , not ten seconds later, he turned again. His eyes lingered. Stephen swore he was checking him out. It wasn't possible. Their eyes locked for a brief instant, until Stephen slammed his shut. He opened them to find Matt straddling him, wearing just a pair of blue briefs and sporting a big smile and a bigger hard-on.

?Shit!? Stephen exclaimed, his tone indicating surprise rather than annoyance.

Matt chuckled. ?Didn't think guys like me went for guys like you??

?Uhhh...I didn't even know you were gay.?

?Queer as a three-dollar bill my friend. And as for you, I've always thought you were cute and there's only so much swim team ass you can fuck before it gets old.?

Stephen felt insulted, insulted as one can get with their dream guy straddling them declaring his interest.

?And after I saw you last night in your boxers, I couldn't get enough. I had three awesome dreams last night and you were in each one. In me in each one. So what'dya say Stephen? You want to make those dreams a reality??

?Yes. Fuck yes. Ten times fucking yes.?

Matt lowered his face and locked lips with Stephen. He was a good kisser, Stephen thought. Matt broke away, raised himself, and presented his package to Stephen. Stephen greedily lowered his underwear and let the hard cock and balls flop out. He savored them for an instant before attack Matt's cock with his tongue. Matt closed his eyes while Stephen was doing his work. Stephen loved Matt's meat, hard veiny and thick. Suddenly Matt pulled out of Stephen's mouth.

?I need you in me Stephen. I need your hard pole fucking me bad, right now.?

Who was he to argue? thought Stephen. He reached under the bed and pulled out a condom and some lube.

?Standing up.? Matt intoned nearly breathlessly. He got up off the bed, discarded his underwear and stood, slightly bent, hands against the wall. Stephen stared at the swimmer's amazing ass for an instant. Then he got up and walked over to Matt. He put the lube on his ass and began massage his hole with his finger. The look of pleasure on Matt's face was clear enough, even though he was silent. Stephen slipped the condom on. Had his dick always been that big? Surely it hadn't...

Stephen inserted his cock slowly into Matt's hole. Matt breathed in deeply. Stephen found Matt nice and tight. God, being in him felt good, like his hole was made for his dick. Stephen began thrusting and it was not long before he was on the edge. When he came, it felt like an explosion. He had never felt his cock so clearly as cum pummeled forth from it. Matt grunted as Stephen came. Odd, Stephen thought, Matt had not made a sound this whole time. Even odder still was the fact that Stephen was still thrusting. He had blown a huge load, he knew it, and yet he was still hard, ready to fuck more. He came again. And again. And again. Matt grunted each time. The fifth time, it came. It was like a huge force just pushed out from the middle of Stephen's body. His skin tightened against his body, revealing each and every muscle. His balls grew to enormous size, and his cock, still in Matt, just kept growing and growing until it was at least 10 inches long and 7 inches around. Then, he fainted.

***

Peter finished up the hot pocket on his desk. A combination of bad genetics, college and his own laziness had left him gaining 50lbs since he left for school. Never a trim guy, he was now ashamed of his weight. But if he wanted to get into Hopkins med, he needed good grades and to impress his teachers. And that occupied most of his time and energy.

This morning though he found himself in front of the computer, looking up hot guys online. He had a penchant for the profile sites; the porn industry smelled of fakeness, a total turn off. Cock out, jacking and clicking, he came across one of the most gorgeous guys he had ever seen. A model from Dortmund, Germany with the sweetest body imaginable. And a huge package.

There was something odd about him though. Peter stopped and pondered for a moment, trying to figure out what it was. Then it hit him. His face was just like his. Maybe with a squarer jaw and brighter eyes, but if Peter was slim and muscled, he would look very much like this hot German. He found himself on the edge of cumming, and pushed himself over. But instead of cum, he felt something flowing through his body. Something powerful.

He looked down. His once expansive gut was shrinking rapidly. He watched as all the accumulated fat of all the years disappeared off his body. He stood up, amazed but totally pleased, and checked himself out in the full length mirror on the back of his door. He could see the muscles on his body; he even had abs. He smiled broadly, not thinking to question this odd happening. Then the muscles came. As he admired himself, his muscles grew. Big biceps, big pecs, big legs, round ass, cut abs, all in perfect proportion. And his dick, big thick, manly, not grotesquely so, hard and protruding from a ball sack heavy with two racquetballs. The Dortmunder stared back at him with 3 day stubble, steel blue eyes and a cock dripping with precum. He could hardly help orgasming right there. And as the spurts wound down, he fainted.

[omelissokomos]

Pretty hot muscle growth scenes. Looking forward to finding out to what's causing all of them

[arpeejay]

Very nice! I look forward to the next segment!

xoxo

Richard

[V.R.Goh]

Very intriguing start, and very impressive. I like the fact that Matt Freyr is named after a Norse fertility god who, according to Wikipedia, "bestows peace and pleasure on mortals." I wonder if that was deliberately done as a clue to what is coming. Either way, keep this story going.

[Lucas88]

Looking forward to when they all wake up and seeing how you tie them all together.

[AS2000]

Thanks for posting, summinelse. Very interesting start. I'm also curious about all these characters, and what's going on with them. :) A fun read!

[chocomus]

a growth virus?
whatever the reason is... Awesome story!

I would have fainted too if that happens to me