Walk to class (mass, public growth)

[iciss]

This is an offshoot of some of my other mass growth stories, only this one isn't themed at all, just lots of boys growing. Hope you enjoy.

I was having increasing difficulty controlling the urge to use my abilities whenever and wherever I could. It all came to a head one day when I was walking to class, particularly horny for some reason and with nothing but cock and muscle on my mind. I had long since used the power on myself and on my boyfriend, so we were now a couple of muscled-up horndogs who didn?t mind if the other guy went looking for a little tail on his own.

And on this fine September day, with the temperature climbing to a beautiful 70, that?s exactly what I did. No sooner was I out the door and going down the stairs of my apartment building when I saw a guy coming up ? typical Boston waif, not unattractive but with no masculinity about him, his designer jeans and indy t-shirt hanging off his lanky body. It hit him right as he looked up at me, his pretty green eyes passive, then widening in amazement at what was happening to him. I was two stairs away from him as his chest, arms, and shoulders exploded into the tee, ripping it instantly from his torso and leaving his now-gleaming, utterly ripped upper body bare. He moaned, his jeans tearing, as a ripe muscle ass grew out of nothing, and as I reached him, I groped his tight abs with one hand and expanding cock with the other, stroking the stiff lump under his jeans from 6 to 9, then 11 inches. I leaned in to kiss him, and when I pulled back, the man staring at me finally was a man, gorgeous as he stood there busted out of his hipster clothes.

But I had to move on, and besides, the guy?s dick was already firing its heavy load into his jeans anyway as he glanced down at himself and realized what he?d become. I was out the door, turning down the street headed for campus. A couple of skater kids, probably seniors at the local high school skipping class, sailed by on their skateboards, the loud rumbling on the asphalt giving everyone notice of their presence. I shot a glance in their direction right as they both disappeared behind a car. The rumbling stopped abruptly ? I heard one of them pull up, the click of the board on the pavement telling me he?d gotten off, while the other continued a second longer before there was a loud thud against one of the cars parked on the street. I grinned and kept walking.

As I came to the gap between two cars, I glanced over and saw just a glimpse of the first guy, the one who?d managed to stop, bent over on his hands and knees, groaning softly. The cars were parked tightly, so I didn?t get a good look, but I got the gist ? an arm with deep definition testing the seams of a black t-shirt, a massive thigh swollen to fill almost to bursting a previously baggy pair of jeans, a face that, as the kid raised his head to see where his friend was, showed pure masculine beauty.

And speaking of the other kid, the next car was the one he?d run into, and he was sprawled on the hood, his body enveloping itself with muscle as he writhed sensually on the metal. I didn?t slow down, but neither did he, and before I?d pulled even with the transforming skater dude, he was sitting up and staring at his bro. Swollen delts and traps had made short work of his grungy t-shirt at the top, and the new shelf of muscle that was his pecs was flexed hard as he tried to feel out his new body. The other kid came closer, putting his hand to his own crotch and stroking gently what I could tell was now a 9 or 10-inch beast of a dick, throbbing into his jeans. He pulled off his shirt, barely breaking eye contact with his buddy, the move so sensual I swore I was looking at a porn star.

?Fuck, man,? breathed the kid on the hood of the car, grabbing his own 10-inch pole under his jeans and groping it hard. ?Want you bad, bro.? His eyes were glued to his friend?s knockout body, swollen pecs topped by juicy nipples, deeply carved abs that crunched along with the guy?s now-overgrown biceps and triceps as he ripped his friend?s shirt off the rest of the way, exposing the other guy?s equally muscled up physique.

The other kid looked up at his buddy. ?Want you more, stud.? How anybody could look into that model-gorgeous face and hear that and not fucking cream his pants right then, I didn?t know.

A few seconds later the two skater dudes were kissing deeply, groping each other?s massive shoulders, shaggy heads, bubble butt asses under their tightly strained jeans. I was so turned on that when I turned away I accidentally shot a lustful look at a guy in a Red Sox hat walking down the street toward me ? he instantly exploded with muscle, his previously loose green polo now hanging on by a couple threads to a torso that looked straight out of the NFL, and his now backward-turned Sox hat perched attractively above his handsome, well-defined face. He staggered as it hit him, his dick firing six or seven shots into his jeans, but quickly recovered and stood up straight long enough to look at me with his gorgeous blue eyes as I passed.

As I approached the light at the end of the street, I changed a couple guys sitting in a black SUV waiting for the green ? one second they were sitting in their car, chatting about who knows what, girls, football, the driver?s arm hanging lazily out his window, the next I can?t even see the passenger guy, but I can sure as hell tell what he?s doing as the driver, whose arm out the window is now cabled with muscle and whose twice-as-big pecs are heaving, leans his head back against his seat, clenching his eyes and groaning, ?Yeah, Brandon, bro, suck that fuckin? cock, straight boy, aw shit??

I crossed the street and passed the coffee shop in the next block. When I started by it, there was a group of four more typical effete Boston hipsters hanging outside, drinking coffee. By the time I?d passed it by, there was instead a group of four muscled-up kids of no more than 20, only two of them still wearing any semblance of a shirt, and those two rapidly relieving each other of the denim restraints on their aching cocks, the other two lustily feeling their new pecs, eight-packs, and arms as they made out hot and heavy.

The Mexican take-out place was in the next half-block, and I peered inside as I went by. There?d always been some cute Latino guys behind the counter there, and I saw a couple of them as I looked in. I thought hard, and within a couple seconds they had reacted, their pecs swelling into their aprons, their arms bulging with new definition in their bis and tris and delts, their faces taking on even sharper exotic beauty. I actually slowed for these guys, and was rewarded as one of them dropped the tongs he?d been turning the chicken on the grill with and grabbed his buddy?s shirt and apron, ripping both apart with one massive flex of his new arms and pecs and shoulders. The other guy looked down in amazement at the cords and bulges and ripples of flawless muscle he now had under his perfect cinnamon-brown skin (not to mention the raging hard nearly footlong prick he now had bulging into his pants), then glanced back up at his friend, still holding his destroyed shirt in his hands. The shirtless dude grabbed the other hot Mexican?s head and kissed him, hard, both boys? newly powerful arms and hands ravaging the other?s body.

Fuck, I thought. I was about to fire a hot load of my own in my jeans right then, and I wasn?t even halfway to class.

[Lucas88]

WOW! Short, HOT, and to the point!!! Just LOVE it when they don't know what has hit them! Is any man in this town gonna be LEFT by the time you get to class???

[dan25]

Awesome!! I agree with Lucas88--short ,hot and to the point--can't wait for more--great job!!

[ljobenza]

Holy crap I've always loved these kinds of stories. Nice one!

[tagsnola]

... Wish *I'd* been on that boy's route to school! Why not me, huh? Why not meeeeeeee?????

Cheers!

TagsNOLA

[ttownlittlebear]

I agree, wish he'd cross my path.

[elysiumfields]

Hey Iciss.. I went for a long stroll thru central London around some of the famous London landmarks.It was a beautiful 'fairly' warm day,so the streets were pretty crowded with tourists,and my main focus was checking out the cute lads in their droves..[especially around Covent Garden.!]. Thanks to your story and the type that i like writing,i got my imagination wandering,fantasising that these cute lads were growing huge muscles as i passed them..!

[n2size]

Boy, did I enjoy it. WOW!
Short and hot. Nice.

Thanks.

[timrain]

Awww I want your powers

[Faust2001]

That's great quickie! Great writing. I'd love to find out what happens in class.

[iciss]

working on the rest now...I hadn't thought about continuing it once our intrepid muscle-growing hero gets to class, but I don't see why not...