Twenty Something inches

[evanw]

I can't believe I missed this back in February; this is some first-rate muscle growth fiction! I can't wait to see where it all goes.

Cheers,
evanw

[TheEd]

Hopelessly I tried to maintain his cock on position, even it was stronger than my whole body. When it pulsed, when he contracted his pelvis, my body went along with his rod.

But at one minute into it, I heard Bill saying something like “Oh, fuck, cops.”

Fuck me. I was cursed to never have Bill’s cock completely mine.

I saw the flashlights pointed at my face and Bill's monumental manhood that didn’t deflate a bit. “G... get out of the car” the cop stuttered, it was just too big, too real and it was there. His reaction was no different than anyone else, sending sparks into the brain.

“Not today, officer.” Said Bill waving his arms. “I have a really important meeting to go tonight. I cannot miss it.”

“Get out of the car, sir!” the cop was nervous, his hands trembling and that’s not good news. We got out of the car, but obviously the cop had his attention focused on Bill and his cock. He was dressed but his schlong and big balls were pointing skywards.

The other cop had his flashlight also scanning Bill’s torso, just stopping on his canon ball biceps and his fridge sized shoulders. Bill saw their lights going at his raging erection. “I cannot put it back, officer, care to help me?” He said with a lower deeper voice than the usual.

Bill thought that we were in some porn movie setting? The cop almost nodded but then in a second thought he pulled out his gun. “This is obscene behavior, sir.”

“Did I say something wrong, office?” Smirk. Bill would always smirk at someone dumbfounded at him.

“Hand over, big head.” Said the other cop.

I still had my hands above my head. But I could pull a gun if I had one, they were not even acknowledging me. Whatever Bill did the cops overreacted. I would have to pay the price with him, but maybe a night in a cell with Bill wouldn't be so bad.

But Bill seemed to not respect the cops, did he wanted a beating? “Officer” He said “I have a very, but very important meeting today, I have to be there. Understand...” He said coldly, expanding his lats a little to intimidate more “I don’t want to hurt any one.” His cock was still hard but his face wasn’t so amused as before. Did he know that they had guns pointed at him?

“That does it!” The cop said trying to take his wrists, but suddenly the next thing I saw was that cop flying and spinning upwards. Bill’s backhand on his face echoed the valley. The cop hit a tree behind me face first, I was sure he couldn’t have survived that.

“Bill...” My heart sunk at it, the had to be dead. “...you k...” and saw the other cop dropping the flashlight to hold the gun with his both hands trembling, he had a huge target in front of him, he could not possibly miss it. Bill will be shot.

“D...don’t move!” The cop said as Bill came at his direction. I just went to the floor and heard the shot.

“Fuck! That hurt!” Bill fet his arm and grabbed the cop’s throat lifting him. With his other hand he crushed the cop’s bones around his gun. I ran to stop him. But then it was too late, Bill in rage had broke his neck.

“Bill...”

“What? He shot at me. Help me to clear this up.” He took the body and put back in the police car. I tried to avoid to look at their disfigured faces while I put their arms inside and released the handbrake and turn on the engine.

I couldn’t speak. We were truly fucked now. Just one day in Los Angeles and I was in the middle of an assassination cover up. I was astonished at Bill’s self control and the fact that his cock was still there and hard.

Behind the car, Bill lifted the rear wheels from the ground. “You both shouldn’t have fucked with me...” he rocked the car and his cock made dents into the metal.

“Bill, what the hell are you waiting for?” I was nervous that more cops could appear. “THROW IT!”

“Just a minute...” He said as his cock invaded the car’s trunk. “...yes...” Bill was jizzming inside of the police car. “I always wanted to do this... Fuckers.” He said as his cum exploded over the seats making holes in the windshield as his cock exploded. He fucked with a police car, literally. I knew they were getting superpowered, but no so fast. Then Bill threw the police car down the cliff almost hitting a house down there. The car bounced some four times before stopping in flames.

“We are late, Mat.” He said wiping out his hands and tucking (finally) his soft cock inside his pants. “Let’s get out of here.”

Over the seat I found the bullet repelled by Bill’s muscles, I saw over his biceps and it had a red mark that seemed to fade as he accelerated into the road. I never saw anyone to die in my life, it was a shock. This time he took the driving, I could not stop being nervous about it. I saw his bulk, his powerful arms on the wheel and he said to me:

“I warned them. They were just too stupid to realize it. Man, they almost blew my chances to play that fucking role. You know how this is important to me... right, Mat?”

My God, I thought. I was in lust with a psychopath. “I do, William.”

“Besides you don’t expect a guy like me to go to prison, right? Which prison could stop me? It’s all for the better.”

“Yes it was...” What do you wanted me to say? To say that he was a fucking criminal? He should be in jail? That those lousy cops had families, that they were doing their duty and that HE was the wrong one? Would you have the courage? Really? After all the bloody madness he just committed? I had to play it cool and to pray that no evidence survived that fire.

“Are you with me, Mat?” He asked again looking at me.

“I’m with you, Bill. No one will know what happened. Not from me.”

“Things are getting shit crazy these days. It’s good to know that I have a friend. Thanks, pal. You’re the best.”

He had crossed the limit, I had real reasons to fear him now. I tried to stop thinking that he killed someone just to play the most swell guy in the face of Earth, the contradiction of it made my mind to spin. No one would know how powerful he might become, I could see his arms bigger than a week ago, maybe half an inch overall in all directions, it was more subtle now, half an inch was becoming a too small measure for his present size; but inch by inch he was becoming more of a god, not just in terms of how hot he was, but in the sense of a breathing god among us. I could feel their power growing out of them exponentially, not only the inhuman scale of their strength, but the mind warping hormones that their bodies evoke inside of all of us, making us to lust after them, to obey them, to dream about them. I could feel it happening to myself, stronger, they were kidnapping more and more of my personal time and space without asking for it.

I had various theories in that time, one of them was that their growth wasn’t just an accident and their powers weren’t just magic. It had to be something else and I was sure that it didn’t originated from our planet. Arthur C Clark always said that alien technology would look magic to us, Bill, Chris and Nick were growing like magic, they ate as much as they could because they just could, not that they needed. And their perfect faces? Every day was a good hair day for them, it had to be magic or alien technology.

And this god by my side crossed the limit. What if he doesn’t like the movie's screenwriter? What director would control him on a set? At that moment I realized, maybe too late, that all of them would fall under his influence and Bill knew it. I could see in his eyes he knew it. He tried it with the cop but it didn’t work, I wondered if one day it would.

That’s why this party was so important to him, to lock them all in this hyper sexual bond, it was the perfect occasion, better than any restaurant meeting. I underestimated Bill, he had a plan and the cops were in wrong place at the wrong time. Maybe our trip to Venice beach was an act, just a happening, it looked like one. He tried the actor/model career for a year and ended as a call boy, Bill was having his second chance and he would strike hard, but as I said before, I underestimated his will to do it. Nothing could stop Bill, I could only watch.

When he parked the car near the mansion, he asked for me to watch over anyone coming. Was a body in the trunk? “What for?”

“I need to pump those muscles a little.”

“You are already super pumped.” I could not believe he had the nerve to care about it. I looked around and saw no one. Then I looked at our car being lifted by its side repeatedly, the two other tires bending inward for his pump.

“Better to do it single arm...” He said and used the convertible as a weight set. After a couple of minutes his body seemed to glow. Not a visible glow, but seeing more of his muscles blew my mind like an acid trip. “How I look?” he asked flexing all muscles in his chest and arms and I could see every line and every lump in his clothes, most of all, his engorged hypnotic huge pecs staring back at me.

“like.... a god?”

“I hope it handles those muscles” Bill flexed his twenty three inches (or more) arms to strain his long sleeved shirt, if it was a little brighter it would look a Superman upper leotard. His too tight dark jeans also played the same high note.

I was too dazzled to pay attention to any party, even a high profile as that one. With all those known musicians, actors, writers, I would cut a finger to be there, but it lost any relevance to me. I knew that sooner or later they would be Bill’s puppets, trying to please him as much as possible. My theory about Bill's plan was right when Jon, the movie producer, said to me that the party was planned for his arrival, to show him off. I saw that Bill had come to stay.

Of course that everyone came to me asking about him. Of who he was. Which movies he made. And all of them heard a rumor that he would be the next Superman/Clark Kent. “Don’t you think he’s a bit too muscular for the part?” I asked back.

“Don’t you think that the most powerful man on the universe shouldn’t look like one?” More than one said me that. I didn’t know if it was reasonable or an excuse created by our warped minds.

Some hours later walking around the modern mansion looking for Bill, I saw him in an empty saloon creating a circle of guests around him, all of them drinking, shouting, jumpy and mostly naked. They were spinning the bottle and the lucky winner had to suck his dick. Actresses, actors, models, celebrities playing with this young hunk and more couples and other people appeared to watch. It was surely becoming into a sultry roman style orgy around him. Well, everything around Bill turned out to be one.




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author comments: First, thank you for the comments, I do read all of them. The feedback really helps because now I’m not typing this story just for myself, but for you too.

And second, it is first time that graphic violence is displayed in this story and certainly wont be the last. But be aware that I don’t have any intention to turn it into a snuff type of fantasy. Nothing against it, I have my share of guilty pleasures, some are even my inspiration, but is not the kind of domination fantasy I’m looking for.

Have a happy new year, people

[arpeejay]

Great addition! More, please, more!

xoxo

Richard

[nypup2train]

Originally Posted by ferro

Not even close. Hanazin Warrior Academy is over twenty thousand, and some single chapters in the past few months have [COLOR="DarkRed"]over nine thousand[/COLOR].

*eyebrow* ...I'mma let that slide this time, Dragonball Z. But I've got my eye on you...

[Otaru_grower]

This story has a lot of interesting turns and twists! I like Chris a whole lot. I am still hoping for one more space ray to turn our narrator just like it did the other three (or at the least find what was responsible so it can stop them from becoming giants!) Otherwise you'll have a Food of the Gods situation happening.

[Ephemeral]

Wow, it's been a while since I posted or even read something on the forum, and by far this has to be one of the most arousing stories I have read in a while.

I'm a sucker for a good love story, as cliche those are. But I do hope he gets to be with Chris

Keep up the good work DD Hope to see more soon

[Reeza]

This story was surfacing in my memory recently. Jaypat was kind enough to remind me of the title so I could read through it again. Now I'll save it on my hard drive.

This is a very hot story and I'm really hoping you have plans to continue it, TheEd. Please let us know. Until then I will be fantasizing about what the next chapters might contain.

[growingbigger]

Originally Posted by Otaru_grower

This story has a lot of interesting turns and twists! I like Chris a whole lot. I am still hoping for one more space ray to turn our narrator just like it did the other three (or at the least find what was responsible so it can stop them from becoming giants!) Otherwise you'll have a Food of the Gods situation happening.

I would agree. I think it's time for Mat to grow, IMO. You know, gamma rays are not stopped by simply closing a window. Only lead stops gamma rays, and I doubt the house was lined with lead. Just because Mat was in the house doesn't mean he wasn't exposed, too. Perhaps the extra barrier only caused a delay of the inevitable.

[Reeza]

Originally Posted by growingbigger

I would agree. I think it's time for Mat to grow, IMO. You know, gamma rays are not stopped by simply closing a window. Only lead stops gamma rays, and I doubt the house was lined with lead. Just because Mat was in the house doesn't mean he wasn't exposed, too. Perhaps the extra barrier only caused a delay of the inevitable.

Meh. I like the contrast/comparison between Matt and the others. If they're all huge then it starts to seem normal. Also, one of the things I find exciting about this story is the constant sense of danger Matt feels when he's with these guys; is he going to get crushed or kissed? I love that tension.

[growingbigger]

But he won't be able to do anything with Chris after a certain point because he'll be too big and strong. Maybe let him grow a little bit, a lesser exposure perhaps so he grows, but much more slowly so he can still handle Chris, but he doesn't figure out what happening until he notices at some point that he is larger than than he was. That way, we still get that tension since he'd still have to watch out for the bigger guys. Anyway, my 0.02 cents.

[Reeza]

Originally Posted by growingbigger

But he won't be able to do anything with Chris after a certain point because he'll be too big and strong. Maybe let him grow a little bit, a lesser exposure perhaps so he grows, but much more slowly so he can still handle Chris, but he doesn't figure out what happening until he notices at some point that he is larger than than he was. That way, we still get that tension since he'd still have to watch out for the bigger guys. Anyway, my 0.02 cents.

Good point. But surely one can always find something to do with a huge and powerful man (long pause while I think of many options). Anyway, I'm sure the author has ideas that will keep all of us aroused.

(Still thinking of things I could do with him . . .)

[TheEd]

I have plans to continue of course, I don't know when. Have to find time and my muse needs to make an appearance too. It usually happens once a year. It is not perfectionism, my english sucks anyway, but is the best way for me to pull out the writing without hurting what is already there. Without the muse the writing becomes a shore and the sex scenes dull. Without time I tend to lose the track of the story doing just short passages, I prefer to spend some three nights and days writing forty pages than a page here and there.

I don't know if I can anticipate some plot points concerning what was that gamma ray thing, but the growth of matthew wont be on the same page as the other characters. It is a personal choice of mine because, like Reeza stated already, if everyone grows, everyone stays the same. I like the contrast too.

Chris holding a soup bubble showed that stronger they are, more control over their strength they have. So they wont hurt anyone unless they want to. About their size, of being too big for... sex with normal people, well, those beefy gods are developing supernatural metaphysical powers as they grow and sex with several different people will never leave their agenda, so they will find a way.

[SeanMcGuire]

This is brilliant! Please continue it soon

[xboy]

Great; great; great!

[portamivia]

I can't believe I discovered this story only now!! It pushes all the right buttons for me... TheEd, do you ever chat or role-play? We have lots in common!

[2bored]

I was thinking about this story the other day. It's really got something nice. I hope you finish it TheEd. If you never get around to that, at the least I hope for some more.

I'd recommend that you don't worry about that muse stuff. You have to create the muse. Making art is almost always an effort. Push.

Revision can fix any lack of passion, if you want your work to be passionate. It's plenty good as it stands, if you ask me.

Good luck.

[TheEd]

sure, it is very possible to write even better stuff without him/her (the muse). Professional writers have to deal with it this everyday.

The deal is having him/her by my side it gets so much faster, I just spew the words. Without him/her I can struggle to write miserable two pages, with the muse it is tenfold faster, warp speed. Not sure about its quality but it gets really fun to write it down.

[Alexsam]

Is this author still around? I would love to read more of this story.

[Inhumanyuyin]

This is an amazing story. I don't care how long it takes, but please continue it someday.

[XelaLution]

I really wish this would be continued. I totally ship Mat x Chris!

[hexdog3f8h]

I would like to see Matt get something out of the power of that light. He may not have been outside when it happened, but he did see it. And has enough cum inside him from Chris and Bill. What would that do?