New Size, New Life

[Greggrth]

Hey there, I'm back already with a little follow on for Drink http://www.musclegrowth.org/forum/sh...ad.php?t=12911 (found here) hope you like it.

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God I hope that doesn?t fall on me.

I watched the clump of cum on the ceiling; I think it was mine although it could belong to the sexy Brit of mine. Now that I thought about it, it was likely the cum was dry by now. I took a deep sigh, my huge chest rising and falling.

Max stirred slightly, his hand twitching against my nipple. I stayed very still, and looked down at him. He was laying on me like I was a bed, my pecs his meaty pillows and I could feel his crotch against my abs. When he didn?t wake up I put a big hand on his head and stroked him. I felt his lips move against my chest as he smiled. I let my hands slide down him to rest on his little butt.

I let my other arm drop, and it landed on the floor. Double beds weren?t wide enough for me, let alone the two of us, so lately I?d let Max sleep on me. I said it wasn?t going to be good for him to sleep on me, I mean, I was hard and lumpy, but he said he?d never slept better. That made me smile.

I wiggled my toes in the carpet, my legs too long to fit on the bed. I?d learned to sleep like this, with Max on my chest and my arms and legs hanging over the edge. There was a lot for me to get used to now that I was 7? 9? and all muscle. It was a considerable difference to my old body.

And one of the things I had to get used to was the fact that I think my bladder stayed the same size. I needed to pee really bad.

Carefully, I picked Max off of me. He was as light as a cat in my hands. I held him against my chest as I sat up off the bed. I set him down just as gently, letting my eyes rove over his tight, toned little body appreciatively and landing on the nice bulge in his boxer shorts. I ran my finger under the bulge, seeing it twitch.

Smiling, I took a step back and straightened up.

THUD!

Small pieces of plaster sprinkled down me and I closed my eyes. It hadn?t hurt, but it was damn annoying. The motel we were at had an annoyingly low ceiling, only 7? 5?, 4? too short for me. With my back slightly curved I shuffled to the bathroom. Doors were another thing I had trouble with nowadays. It took a lot of twisting and pushing and breathing in for me to get through them. I managed though.

The bathroom was tiny; I could barely turn around without knocking something. I tugged on my large boxers, made with love from Leo, and let my cock flop out. Now that it was free of its prison, I couldn?t help but sigh happily. I pushed the shorts further down to let my balls out too.

I drained my bladder, the stream sounding particularly heavy, so loud I wondered how Max slept though it. I let my eyes wonder around the tiny bathroom, letting them land on the mirror over the sink to my right. All I could see was my bicep and one of my pecs. I crouched a bit until I was able to see my face.

It was still a shock to see my face staring back at me atop that hugely muscular frame. I mean, I?m getting used to my new size slowly but? there was still a lot to get used to. For one thing I felt really heavy, my muscles kept bulging and rubbing against each other, I couldn?t stand up straight inside unless it was a high ceiling and doors were a bitch. Not only that, but even with the special made clothes Leo had made me, they were tight and clung to me. Granted, I looked good in them, but I don?t like having my junk smushed. I?d prefer to sleep in the nude, but I still but on my underwear. I think it was just me trying to keep a part of myself, not letting myself be completely taken over by this new body.

?Sorry buddy? I said to my cock as I pulled my boxers back up around him.

I started to turn, but my shoulder caught something. Suddenly ice cold water pelted my chest. Instinctively I jumped back, but I crashed into the sink, breaking a sizeable chunk off of it. I moved back, muttering curses only to get back into the showers range. This time my butt got drenched, soaking my boxers and making them cling to those massive orbs of muscle.

?Stupid fucking tiny bathroom? I muttered, resisting the urge to just squeeze the shower head and instead turned it off at the tap. I looked down at my powerful chest, seeing tracks of water tricking down it and I could feel my boxers were drenched.

?Nice?

I looked over my wide shoulder and saw Max leaning against the door frame. His hair was a mess, which only made him look sexier. I could see he was gazing at my butt.

?How does it look?? I chuckled, giving my ass cheeks a flex.

?Bloody brilliant love? he laughed, drinking in the sight of my muscular ass bulging, pulling against the wet material. His hand grabbed one of the cheeks and he squeezed it. I gave a low growl of appreciation, flexing against his hand. ?You?re getting good at your muscle control?

?Why thank you. Did I wake you??

?I realised I wasn?t on abs and pecs anymore. I don?t think I can ever sleep comfortably on a bed ever again?

?Sorry?

?Shut up? he said, slapping my ass. ?You?ve got nothing to apologies for?

I nodded, but I didn?t believe it. I believed that was what he thought though.

?You coming back to bed?? he asked.

?Yeah?

I started to back up, unable to turn without causing more damage. Max started making beeping noises like a truck reversing and I threatened to kick him. But he kept doing it, laughing as I struggled to get through the door. He didn?t help maters when he played with my ass.

?Cut it out? I laughed. ?If I get a boner and tear these shorts I?ll be down to four pairs?

?I can ask Leo to make more when we meet with them next. I?m sure he won?t mind stealing more bed sheets for your knickers?

?Knickers??

?You know what I mean, don?t make me feel like I?m speaking a foreign language?

I pushed free of the door and knelt down in front of him. ?Sorry?

He thumped my arm. ?I told you to stop apologising?

?Actually you told me to shut up?

?Which you?re not doing?

?Smart ass?

?And don?t you forget it?

I kissed him, running my big hands over his tight back, slipping my fingers down the back of his boxers to play with his ass. I felt him chuckle against the kiss, his lips moving down my throat to nuzzle and worship my pecs. I pulled him closer, kissing and playfully nipping his shoulder while his lips and tongue glided over my chest. I felt my boxers tighten and I heard seams straining. I knew I should pull my boxers down, but I didn?t want to take my hands off of Max.

They tore like white toilet paper, my cock jumping out and poking against Max?s crotch. He grinned and chuckled, bucking his hips so his crotch rubbed at the head of my cock.

?Hello there? he rumbled. ?I suppose you?ll have to make do with only four pairs on underwear?

?Shut up?

I pressed him into my pecs, flexing them against his head, feeling as much as hearing him laughing happily. While he rubbed at my cock, I rugged on his boxers, tearing them off and letting his cock bounce free. It was tiny compared to mine, but it was in proportion to his great body. I pushed him back and he fell onto the bed. Before he could get up, I wrapped my mouth round his cock, whole, and started sucking.

?Oh fuck? Max gasped, gripping the sheets as his body bucked. ?Fuck J-Justin. We already did me; let me help y-y-you?

I released his cock but held him down on the bed with one hand. ?You always help me. Let me return the favour?

I started sucking again. ?Oh J-Justin? Max panted again. ?I told you, you?ve got a higher s-sex drive, erm thing, erm limbo, libido, limo and you need to, you need to erm, more, you need to erm? of bugger it. I can?t think sodding straight you basted?

I sniggered, sucking harder on his cock. I knew he couldn?t argue with me while I was doing this. I even played with his balls a bit.

?Oh you son of a bitch? he gasped, writhing on the bed, his feet sliding up onto my shoulders. I quickly grabbed him so he couldn?t push himself away. Only Max would deny himself a blow job just so he could get his bigger boyfriend off. And yes, I said boyfriend.

?I?ll get you for THIIIIIIIIIIS!? he cried, his balls clenching as he came in my mouth. I swallowed it all, sucking harder and harder on his cock until he couldn?t cum anymore. He was panting, sprawled out on the bed. He didn?t, or maybe couldn?t, move when I pulled away. I grinned down at him when his unfocused eyes landed on me.

?Sod? he panted.

?Max, you?re always getting me off?

?Yeah, and I usually get off along with you. Well, the third times my limit while you?ve got a few more rounds left in you. And you make it sound like I don?t enjoy worshiping this? He stroked my cock and it shuddered like an obedient dog.

?But?gah!?

Max squeezed my cock harder and then he started licking at the piss slit. My mighty bulk shuddered and I fell back into the wall. I heard it groan, but all I could think about was Max on my cock. He was a pro at this. If I could give him a blow job as half as good as he does, I?d be surprised if his head didn?t explode. Max kneaded at my balls with his foot while his hands jerked and stroked and pumped my cock. He could only just get his mouth round the head, at his normal size anyway, but it still felt fucking good.

Soon my cock erupted and Max coughed and spluttered when the force of my cum knocked him back. He just laughed as I drenched him in my seed, licking his lips and rubbing my cum into his body. I looked down at him, seeing the light in his eyes and the smile lighting his face.

Before my cock had finished I lunged at him, pressing him onto the bed with my bulk, letting his little cum covered body slip and slide under me as I kissed him passionately. It wasn?t so bad being big, not when you had someone like Max with you.

Although, we really needed to find a place of our own. The amount of motel and hotel rooms we?d trashed, I wouldn?t be surprised if one night we?d try and get a room and be turned away.

Max wriggled out of my grasp, my cum giving him enough lube to do so. I laughed and tried to catch him, but he reached the bedside table before I could pull him back. The blue bottle swung onto his chest as he popped the lid and started drinking. I kissed his chest, already feeling it starting to bulge and swell. He drank about half of the bottle and started to put the cap on, but I made him drink it all.

His body shuddered and swelled, his muscles growing larger and larger, bulking him up. He dropped the bottle on the floor and sat up to meet my lips. He gripped my shoulders, his hand growing on them, spreading over it as our pecs battled for space between us. My cum still covered him, but as his skin stretched and his muscles swelled, it was getting spread as well. There was enough though for our muscles to slid and rub together though.

I put my hand on the back of Max?s head and pulled him closer when his muscles grew larger and tried to push us apart. I felt him give a half smile as his cock started to slide along my thigh. The bed groaned and its legs snapped. We didn?t even flinch or gasp when we fell; we were lost in the now familiar haze of lust.

I felt Max widening beneath me, his cock under my balls and throbbing between my thighs. My cock was rubbing at his swelling pecs. While I was kissing him, I suddenly felt something squeeze my shaft and I gasped. I broke the kiss and saw Max smiling like the devil, a very hot, big devil that is. I raised my eyebrows at him and squeezed his shaft with my thighs. That whipped the grin from his face.

He lunged and kissed me again, biting my lip when he pulled back. ?Fuck me? he said, his growth coming to a stop. He wasn?t as big as me, but he could take my cock safely now.

I gave him another kiss before sliding back. I pulled his cock from between my legs, kissing its head and giving it a rub. Max moaned, lifting his legs up and resting the big things on my shoulders. I could feel his weight this time, his thighs bigger than most peoples? waist, but it wasn?t much. My hand slid under his butt, lifting him up. I then took my cock, positioning the head at his ass hole. I teased him, grinning as I watched him buck and moan on the bed, his huge muscles rippling and bulging. He started to grope his pecs and feel his biceps. God he looked so fucking sexy.

I drove into him suddenly, my balls slapping his cheeks, and he gave a roar. His cheeks flexed, squeezing my shaft making me rumble and roar too. He moved his hips, jerking my cock slightly and then looked at me, grinning.

I grinned back and started fucking his ass. He moaned in pleasure as I fucked him, feeling his muscles and flexing them for me. I stroked his shaft, fucking his butt harder and faster. He mobbed his hips in time with my thrusts, letting my cock slide deeper into his tight ass, letting it fill it and throb inside.

I let out a roar as I fired inside his ass, I came so much you wouldn?t have thought I?d already ejaculated 6 times tonight. Max came too. I aimed his cock towards his face, trying to get him to drink more of his enhanced cum, but it fired over his head, on his chin and on his chest. I scooped up what I could on my fingers and slipped them into his mouth. I kept doing it and he happily and wilfully licked his cum from my fingers.

?You want me bigger?? he asked as his body started to swell again. I felt him growing under me, this time, lifting me up slightly. He was soon as big as me, but he kept growing. His body widened, spreading out over the floor, his shoulders knocking the bedside tables and growing too wide for the mattress.

When his growth stopped, he was the bigger guy now, something I missed. I used to be the little guy resting on his chest, worshiping his big cock and getting him off. Don?t get me wrong, I loved being huge, but I guess I?m so used to being the smaller guy, I miss being the one that was held.

As though he seemed to sense where my mind was, Max wrapped his arms round me. He kissed me softly and held me close to his chest. I buried my face in his muscle, listening to his heart beating, feeling it pounding beneath all that muscle. He started playing with my hair, twining his fingers in it and stroking my back.

?I?m sorry love? he rumbled, kissing my head.

?Don?t be. I did it?

He didn?t say anything. Just kept rubbing my back and head. His hand slipped further down, giving my butt a squeeze.

?Let?s fuck this hot piece of ass before my balls get bigger than me? he said, giving my ass a slap.

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end of part one. Hope u like

[philat99]

Yes, I like it, but wish you'd keep Max big. Keep up the great work.
Mike

[redroger11]

Well it just keeps getting better.
Keep Writing.

redroger11

WOW!! This was fucking hotter then hot bro

8===============0

You are getting a big standing ovation from me over here! I love how huge you made both of them and the added details like the 2 beds they need, the hotel room. It really got me into the story, and that ending leaves me with my cock hungry for more

Great Job

[chocomus]

i was sooo loking forward to a continuation!
thanks, really hot

[Greggrth]

?Let?s fuck this hot piece of ass before my balls get bigger than me? he said, giving my ass a slap.

I grunted, grinning as I turned over onto all fours, spreading my thick legs to open the globes of muscular ass for Max. My huge balls hung, hot and heavy on the back of my thighs. I heard Max moving about, his back rubbing against the ceiling as he moved closer on his knees. I felt the throbbing mushroom head rub at my asshole, spreading my cheeks as it pressed closer.

?Ooooh? I moaned, clenching my fists and making my biceps bulge, letting veins spring up on them and my forearms.

?Ready?? Max chuckled, rocking himself forward slightly, pressing into my ass more.

?Fuck yeah!? I grunted, moving back a bit more. ?Fuck me?

?If you want?

His hands slapped onto my hips and he ploughed into me. I cried on in sheer pleasure, my head hit the wall, but I hardly felt it. Max started fucking me harder, gripping on tightly to my hips as he ploughed in deeper and deeper. The huge member slid in and out, throbbing when his groin slapped against my hard, round cheeks, his massive balls slapping and crushing mine against my thighs.

?Argh!? roared Max.

I heard cracking as the ceiling bowed against his shoulders, neck and back. Fine grains of plaster rained down onto my back as Max moved faster. His grip on my hips grew tighter, and I could just imagine his arms bulging with power. One of his hands left my hips though and he reached round, and squeezed my member.

?Holy--? I grunted, but I couldn?t continue. Having my ass pounded by a giant stud as he jerked me off was enough to drive me wild. I moved myself in time with his thrusts, my ass making slapping sounds as his groin struck me, and his hand pumped my shaft, making the head rub at my abs. I could feel it throbbing, leaking pre onto the carpet as well as smearing it on my abs.

?Get ready? Max cried, his thrusts becoming even more intense and his grip squeezing my shaft tighter. I fired a shot of pre onto my pecs, my ass flexing to squeeze tighter on Max?s cock, making him roar in pleasure.

?Argh FUCK!? he snarled.

He bucked, driving his cock in deep as his balls clenched and fired into me. God there was so much cum firing into my ass, most of it leaking back out, trickling down my thighs. I came too, firing through Max?s fingers as he gripped my head, causing it to splatter over me and the carpet.

Max leaned over, pressing onto me and kissing my neck. Fuck he was heavy. My arms shuddered as his pecs pressed into my back and his kissed my throat. I slumped onto the floor, his cock still in my ass as he kept kissing my neck and jaw. I turned my head to kiss his lips, the two of us almost devouring each others? faces.

?Love you? I moaned, biting his lip and pulling on it.

He smiled and lunged at my neck again. ?Love you to?ooo?

?Ooo? What?s-- uh-ho?

Max?s cock was growing. I could feel it swelling in my butt, getting thicker and longer. The head moved deeper, pushing at things that was both pleasant and in a way, painful.

?Guess my time as the big guy?s over? muttered Max, kissing me one last time as he pulled out of my ass. If I hadn?t already been sprawled out on the floor, the sensation of having that huge member sliding out of my ass would have turned my legs to jelly.

I turned over, already seeing Max?s massive muscles starting to dwindle and deflate. His cock and balls were growing though, those great orbs already on the floor as they bulged against his thighs. They grew over my toes, pressing them into the carpet with the weight of the cum churning inside. I wiggled my toes under the heavy sacks, causing Max to shudder and moan.

Max got off of his knees, but he couldn?t lift his heavy balls from the ground. His muscles were smaller than mine already, but his pride and glory were starting to dwarf mine. He was starting to rise from the ground now, getting lifted by his massive balls which were bulging up my leg. I quickly pulled my legs out of there and stood up, taking his dwindling arm mass so he didn?t rock back. He grinned at me, his huge cock rising up beside me, pulsing and throbbing. Pre was raining down from it, soaking into the cum drenched carpet.

I put my arm under it, flexing my bicep against it, rubbing at the shaft as it swelled and inflated. He moaned, his normal sized body shuddering a top those massive balls, his hands on the ceiling trying to stop himself from going through.

?Oh God? he panted.

?You bet ya? I chuckled, wrapping my arms round it as best I can, flexing my arms around it and letting my pecs bulge, trying to squeeze what they could. It was too much for Max.

?Oh fuck!? he roared, hitting the ceiling as his huge balls clenched.

I aimed the flaring, shiny mushroom head towards the bathroom door and let if erupt like a fire hose. Huge wads of cum flew in to splatter on the walls. One struck the mirror and shattered it. With every shot, Max?s cock shook and shrank.

When Max?s balls were empty and he was small and fragile again, he was slumped on the floor, completely out of it. I stroked his head and picked him up, holding him to my chest and kissing him lightly. I carried him to the bed, which was as wet as the rest of the room. I pulled out a blanket from our bag and set it down for him.

While he slept in his sex coma, I cleaned the special cum from the bathroom. I didn?t want to risk anyone else getting freakishly huge like me. When I?d finished, I jerked my cock off. Even cleaning made me horny these days.

I came into a towel and threw it out before I climbed back into bed and put Max and his blanket on top of me. The manly musk in the room helped me sleep and made me dream of Max being super huge. Bigger than me, bigger than everyone and way bigger than a house. And I?d be the one sleeping on him, being held in his huge arms and pleasuring his giant dong. It was such a hot dream I came in my sleep, rudely waking Max as my cock fired my hot seed all over him.

The next morning, we quickly packed, paid and left. We?d done the best we could at cleaning the motel room, but it still stank to high heaven of men and sex and cum. While I was driving, I couldn?t help but think about that thing with the UV light where health inspectors or whatever could see if a room was really clean. If someone used a UV light in that room? there wouldn?t be a clean spot anywhere.

Max was snoozing in the passenger?s seat, his toes only just able to reach the floor. I loved my new car. His cousin Warren and some of the other guys from back home had made it for me when I?d outgrown my old car. And I actually mean outgrown, I tore it to shreds with my body and muscles alone. The other cars on the road steered clear of my car, afraid to get caught in my tyres and spat out like gum.

My stomach grumbled and I put a big hand onto the flat, hard surface. I needed some food. I took a turn into the nearest town, a little place where no doubt everyone knew everyone. I pulled up to a gas station and climbed out of my car, locking the sleeping Max inside to keep him safe.

The door opened and rang a little bell and when I squeezed myself through, the little bell landed on my shoulder and rang in my ear.

?Hey!? a moving tower of boxes yelled. ?Stop fucking with the bell?

?Sorry? I said, finally inside now. The moving boxes stopped on the counter and a frowning guy appeared from behind them.

He was short, then again everyone looked short to me know, but he was about 5? 6?. His hair was jet black, the fringe loosely spiked. He had a cute face, a few traces of puppy fat still in his cheeks, hiding the chiselled cheekbones that would no doubt match his jaw. His eyes were small and dark, matching his dark skin. He looked like he had some Native American blood in his veins.

?Whatever dude? he said, not having seen me yet but still making sure the boxes didn?t fall. ?My dad doesn?t like pe? holy shit??

His eyes almost popped out of his sockets when his head went back and he looked up at me. I felt my cheeks flame as he started at me. His eyes moved back down, drinking in my huge chest bulging in front of me against my homemade tank top, down over my narrow little waist and stopping briefly at my bulging crotch and titanic thighs. He kept staring and I was starting to feel embarrassed.

?Do you have a bathroom?? I asked, snapping him out of his trance.

?Oh, erm, yeah? he said. It looked uncomfortable for him having his neck back like that. ?It?s in the back. It? might be a bit crowded though?

?Thanks? I said, lowering my head and slouching, trying to make myself look shorter, but slouching only made my pecs jut out more, which made me look bulkier. I walked passed the guy, feeling his eyes running over my wide back and starting at my huge butt. I squeezed through the bathroom door, and slowly rose until my hair hit the ceiling, unable to reach my full height. The urinal had three guys at it, so there was no room for me. I headed for the stalls, but then I realised there was no way I was gonna fit in them.

Biting my lip I looked from the stalls to the urinal, the guys still pissing and chatting amongst themselves. I crossed my legs, my bladder about ready to burst.

?Excuse me? I said, shuffling closer.

Two of the guys saw me and quickly moved back, their flies still open as they gaped up at me. I didn?t care though. I opened my own fly and let my beast flop out. The guy that was still there swore when he saw my thick meat next to him, and he moved back away as though it was gonna turn and bite him. My shoulders slumped as I drained it, relieved to be emptying my bladder after it was so close to bursting.

When I?d finished, I put him back in my trousers and turned to the sink. The other guys were still staring, their cocks out for the world to see. One of them, by the way, was rock hard. I blushed as I carefully turned on the tap and washed my hands. I left as fast as I could, almost running over the kid at the counter.

?Whoa? he said, giving me a wide smile and putting his hands up. ?Easy big guy?

?Sorry? I said. Damn he was cute. His skin brought out the white of his teeth, but he just looked so cute, like a little puppy.

?It?s cool? he said, the wide grin becoming a half smile and a wink. ?I?m Ryan?

He offered me his hand, and I took it in my larger one, being very careful with him.

?Justin? I said.

?So, Justin, are you planning on staying here long??

?Erm? I?m not sure?

?Cool. Sorry, but I gotta ask, how?d you get so big? You musta been workin? out since you were in diapers?

?Yeah? I lied. ?Hard work and good Genes?

I gave him a little flex of my bicep, crouching a bit so he could see it better. His eyes lit up and he smiled again. He put his hand on it, barely able to cover the bolder of muscle.

?Holy fuck? he gasped. ?I can?t even put a dent in it!?

I waited until he?d finished feeling my muscle before stretching up to my full height again. ?How old are you Ryan??

?16? he said, trying to make himself look talker and putting his chin out. It didn?t really work though; he was still barely up to my pecs. ?17 in May?

?Well I started working out when I was about your age? Liar. ?Maybe some day you?ll get big like me?

?Aww, that?d be awesome dude. It must be cool being that fuckin? huge?

?Yeah? Liar. ?It?s pretty cool? Big fat honking liar. Well, maybe not.

?You gotta stay in town? he said, grinning from ear to ear. ?There?s a hotel at the end of the road, and I think there?s a house for sale on 3rd street?

A house? Settling down? Wait, why was this kid trying to get me to stay?

?I?ll erm? think about it OK?

?Awesome? he patted my arm, grinning wider when he squeezed my arm. ?Come by anytime if you want a tour?

?Thanks Ryan?

?You?re welcome?

I nodded and smiled down at him as I headed for the door. I got into the car, rocking it and slamming the door.

?What!?? gasped Max, jumping up. ?What happened??

?Oh, sorry Max, I forgot you were sleeping?

Max sighed in relief. ?S?OK love. Where are we anyway??

?A little town called Greywood? I said, remembering the sign I saw on the way in. ?I thought we could stay here for a while?

?Sure. I?ve been thinking, and, I think I could make a few minor tweaks to the formula?

?What kind of tweaks??

?It?s only a rough idea; I need to do some research first. I think I could get into the High School here and ?borrow? a few things from the lab?

?That?s cool. I know a kid who could show us around?

?Is it the one watching you through the window??

I looked over my shoulder and saw Ryan was at the window, a mop in his hand, moving it back and forth. I didn?t really look like he was cleaning properly.

?Erm, yeah. How?d you know??

?Because he?s got a huge crush on you?

?How the hell you know that??

?Please. If it wasn?t for the boner in his jeans you can see it written all over his face?

?Well, he?s cute but--?

?Oh yeah, he?s totally cute. He?s like a little puppy?

?But he?s just a kid?

?He looks to be about 16. Back home he?s of legal age?

?I thought the age of consent was 18 for gays in the UK?

?It is but we kinda ignore it?

?You left before you were 18?

?And I lost my virginity at 16?

?To who??

?Not important love?

?Then why are you trying to force me to go out with the kid??

?I wasn?t. I was just saying it?s understandable to feel attracted to him?

?But I?m not?

?Sure. The main thing is though, don?t lead him on. He?s young and he looks like he?s crushing pretty hard on you. Don?t break the puppy?s heart?

?I won?t Justin. I?ve already got the man I want?

?And don?t you forget it love?

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Thanks for the comments guys, I hope you enjoyed this new chapter too

[gogothen]

[color=yellow]wow[/color] [color=red]super nova hott[/color]

[LtGort]

Incredible story! I'm completely turned on. Can't wait to read more.

[philat99]

Keep going! You're on a definite roll!!!
Mike

[sexiscriptor]

damn hot
i like the bit where he dreams about max being bigger than a house. hopefully justin would be at least about as big as a house...that way they could still fuck, they seem to enjoy it ;D
~Ille

oh, and the other bit....interesting possibilities

[dolphinbad]

Ryan is a luck guy! I would be in its place. Amazing story, as always. Very hot!

[chocomus]

great chapter, i love how this is going!

[Greggrth]

Hey, back again with the next part. Enjoy...

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“Sure. The main thing though, don’t lead him on. He’s young and he looks like he’s crushing pretty hard on you. Don’t break the puppy’s heart”
“I won’t Justin. I’ve already got the man I want”
“And don’t you forget it love”

We pulled into the hotel parking lot and climbed out of the car. Well, I climbed out of the car, Max had to jump down. Max went to check us in while I stayed back. If I tried to check us in, there was usually a bit of hedging from the guy at the counter. No doubt they worried about my size and what I’d do to their rooms.

And considering what Max and I had done in the past, they had every right to be.

When Max had the room key, I went back to the car and carried our suitcases in. He opened the door for me and took the suitcases so I wouldn’t have them hindering my getting through the door. Thankfully, the ceiling was high enough for only my hair to brush against it, although that did feel weird.

Max put our suitcases on the bed and opened them. I could smell them from here.

“Ugh!” Max gagged. “We need to wash these and soon”

“I think I saw a place for us to do our laundry on the way here” I said, absently scratching my jutting chest. I then shoved my hands into my pockets and fished out a couple of quarters. “I think this’ll help”

Max started picking out the clothes, putting them into separate piles, dark, colours and whites. I couldn’t help but smile when he put mine and his together, his looking small and childlike compared to mine which looked like they could be used as a bed spread.

Speaking of beds, I looked to the other single bed across the room and then back to the one Max was at. Grinning, I walked over to the bed, my thigh’s rolling and bulging in my trousers and pushing my heavy crotch out. Max watched me from the corner of his eye, my heart fluttering when I saw his smile. I bent myself slightly, putting my large hands on the bed and pushed.

The bed slid across the floor with no problem whatsoever. My muscles barely flexed to their full size. I pushed the beds together, making them bump slightly. Max’s smile grew wider and he shook his head, not stopping his work on the laundry.

I moved round behind him, encircling him with my huge arms, pressing my pecs into the back of his head. The weight of my arms prevented him from moving, making him chuckle. He rested his head into my pecs, tilting his head back to look up at me. I smiled down, looking at the British hottie between my pecs. Gently, I flexed them, making them dance against him.

“Mmm” Max sighed, sounding like he was on a bumpy road as my pecs bashed against him. “That’s nice, better than a massage”

“Think I could be a masseuse? I do need to get a job”

“No offence love, but if anyone sees you with a bottle of body oil in your hand, I doubt they’d what you to smear it on them”

“What’s that supposed to mean?”

“Just that they’d probably want to rub the oil on you and worship your godly body”

“Godly huh?” I ask, flexing my pecs against him again and holding my arms to him tighter, hugging him. He slipped his arms round mine and rested his cheek on my bicep, giving it a kiss.

“Yes, very godly”

“God of what?”

“Muscles? Size? Manliness? Raw sexual hotness? Take your pick”

“Hmm, they all sound so good”

I turn him around, lifting him up so I can look into his eyes. Gently I kiss his lips, breathing him in and holding him close. He hugged my thick neck, his fingers playing with the hair at the back of my neck. I rubbed at his little back, feeling the lumps of toned muscle and sliding my fingers down the back of his jeans.

Max gave a sigh of a laugh, breaking the kiss and resting his forehead on the bridge of my nose, looking deeply into my eyes. He looked so cute and fucking sexy even when he was saying no to me.

“Let’s get the washing done first love” he said, giving me a little kiss.

“You sure I can’t tempt you to put it off for like… 20 minutes?”

“I’m sure you could love, but I need some clean clothes. For some reason, people don’t appreciate me smelling like I’ve just had the best sex of my life with a giant muscle god”

“How dare they” I chuckle.

“I know. It’s unacceptable, but we should go get the washing done”

“OK” I grumble, pouting.

Max pushed my chin up and kissed my pouty lips. “You’re so fucking sexy it should be a crime. Ooh, a crime…”

“What? What crime?”

“Not a crime exactly. I was just thinking about handcuffs”

“Max, I doubt they have any handcuffs that could fit me let alone hold me” I flex my biceps, grinning as I make them twitch and flex. “I could probably break them with little trouble”

“Who said they were for you?” he said with a cheeky wink.

"Kiny little bastard"

We walked to the laundrette, me carrying the bags of washing and Max walking behind me. He was behind me because there wasn’t much room on the sidewalk that wasn’t filled with my bulk. People would gape and stare at me as they had to walk sideways or step onto the road to get by me. I felt myself staring to blush, and I kept my head low, trying not to think about the amount of stares I was getting.

I got a few smiles from women; their hands ‘accidentally’ brushing against my arm and one was bold enough to grab my butt. She quickly ran off though, laughing to herself as I let out a squeak of shock and looked over my shoulder at her. A few guys checked me out too, some with clouded eyes of awe and a few with green mists of jealousy. It made me uneasy. And then a little hand slipped into mine and gave me a reassuring squeeze.

“You’re fine love”

We arrived at the laundrette, a small building with a large window along one of the walls. Max took the bags for me and I squeezed myself through the door. Washing machines lined the right side and dryers the left with a little wooden bench running down the middle. There was only one person in there with us, a guy who was so engrossed with his iPod he hadn’t noticed us, not even when I more or less blocked the sunlight from coming through the window.

Max loaded up the machine and then turned to face me, giving me a look. It was the same look he’d given me when we were swimming together a while back, before I was huge. He’d then slipped under the water, swimming fast so he could pull my shorts down. Suffice to say, I’d learned that this look was an omen for mischief.

“What are you thinking?” I asked hesitantly.

“Nothing” he said, slinking towards me very provocatively. “Just that” he tugged on the bottom of my shirt “this looks a bit dirty”

“Uh-hu?”

“Yeah, maybe we could slip it in before we start the machine”

“Max”

“Come one” he said, pulling my shirt up and running his hands over my abs.

“Not here Max” I hiss, looking nervously to the guy in the corner and pulling my shirt back down.

“OK” he chuckled, stepping onto the bench to kiss my cheek. “I’ll let it be”

“Well in my defence, I did offer to give you a little show back at the hotel, but you, you little Brit, said no”

“Because we needed to get the washing done. This isn’t for me, it’s just so you’re clothes are nice and clean. If it means I get to see you topless, then so be it”

“You’re all about self-sacrifice”

There was a rapid knocking on the window. Max stepped off the bench as we both looked to the window. Standing on the other side, grinning from ear to ear and waving like mad was Ryan. I saw he had a bottle of orange pop or something as he moved to the door.

“Here comes the little puppy” Max chuckled, going off to the machine.

“Hey big guy” grinned Ryan, coming in and looking up to me like… as Max said, like a puppy. “I saw you in the window and thought I’d come and say hi… Hi”

“Ha-ha, hey Ryan. You on break from the gas station?”

“Erm, yeah” he said quickly. “My dad owns the place so he lets me earn a bit of cash”

“That’s cool”

“Yeah. So, erm, you settling down o—oops!”

Ryan had been gesturing with his hands, and he seemed to have forgotten he had the drink in his hand. It splashed onto my shirt and pants. I saw his eyes bulge in horror and shame, so I quickly put my hand on his shoulder.

“It’s OK” I said quickly. “It’s fine. We’re in a laundrette after all. I can just put them in the machine”

“I’m so sorry” he said, looking at me with his big puppy eyes. “I’m such an idiot”

“No, no, it’s OK. It was only an accident”

I grabbed the bottom of my shirt and started to pull it up. Behind me I heard Max going “ba-da-da-da-DA, tsh-tsh tsh-tsh, ba-da-da-da-DA” like some bad commercial where a guy strips. I pulled my shirt off, my pecs wobbling as I struggled to pull the material over them and my lats threatened to tear it when they spread. When it was off, I threw it at the singing Brit, making it cover his face and cut off his song.

I moved my hands down to my crotch, but then I was suddenly very aware of the window in front of me, giving anyone who passed by a full view of my strip show. Not to mention the 15 year old kid standing before me. I could see his eyes were glued to my crotch, running over the bumps of my cock and balls.

“Excuse me” I said with a nervous laugh, turning round before I undid my fly.

Max pulled the shirt off of his head and gave his head a shake to get his fringe out of his eyes. He then broke into a grin when my cock and balls bulged out of my jeans. All I had to do was undo the button, and the weight of my package handled the fly. I shuffled a bit, no doubt making my butt wiggle for Ryan and pushed my trousers down.

“You need to take your shoes off first” chuckled Max.

I sighed, my shoulders slumping as I realised her was right. My left pec twitched as I pushed my shoes off, and then I continued taking my trousers off. It was a bit difficult to get them past my rippling, bulging thighs and down my huge bubble butt, but I did it. Once they were off, I was left standing in the laundrette with Max, Ryan and the guy in the corner in just my underwear.

Max took my jeans and I saw him smiling at something behind me. I turned round in time to see Ryan had been checking out my butt. He’d started to look away, pretending he hadn’t been staring, but then my package swung into view, and that seized his attention, making his mouth drop open.

“Wow” he said, smiling with his mouth open and showing of his perfect teeth.

I blushed, putting my big hands over it and tilting my head onto my bowling ball shoulder. Ryan managed to pull his gaze away, but I noticed him taking a long time to reach my face. He roved over my abs, then looked along my pecs, turning his head to see their full size as well as checking out my guns and shoulders. When he finally reached my face, he broke into a big grin again.

I smiled back, raising my eyebrows, not sure what to say. Ryan broke the silence though.

“So, where are you staying?” he asked.

“At the Stallion” called Max as he slipped the quarters in.

Ryan gave Max a dark look as though annoyed with the fact he’d answered instead of me. It was… odd seeing it on him. I mean, I hardly knew him, but the frown just didn’t look right on his normally happy puppy face. His brow lifted and he was smiling again as he turned back to me.

“That’s cool. One of my friends works there as a bellhop”

“Wow, that is cool”

“It’s a small town” he explained, crossing his arms and shrugging, probably trying to be cool but it just made him look so damn cute I wanted to take him home. “A lot of the kids work ‘cos everyone knows each other”

“That’s sweet. So, I guess it’s not gonna be easy for Max and I to blend in then if everyone’s so tight”

“I think it would have been difficult for you anyway” laughed Ryan, thumping me in the arm. He kept smiling, even though he gave his hand a shake at his side. “I mean, you’re massive!”

“Am I?” I ask, feeling a sense of daring as I raise an eyebrow. I grip my left wrist, flexing my biceps and pecs.

I wouldn’t have thought it possible, but Ryan’s smile grew even bigger as I flexed for him. He started to reach out for my pecs, stopping and then looking up at me. “Can I?”

“Sure” I say, leaning down a bit so he could reach them better.

He set his hand on my right pec, his dark skin making mine look pale as his hand barely covered one of my titanic, jutting pecs. I flexed it for him, making it dance against his hand. He chuckled, grabbing it and trying to keep hold of it when I flexed, but every time, my pec bulged too much for him and he lost his grip.

“Awesome” he cheered, trying again before letting his hand rove over the rest of my torso. Every where his hand went, I would flex the muscle for him, letting him feel the power and size of them. He looked like he was in heaven, a happy little puppy.

He was feeling my forearm when I heard a loud clunk behind me. As I turned to investigate, I almost pulled Ryan off his feet. I realised my mistake and quickly turned back, only managing to swing my pecs round into his face, knocking him backwards. I called out his name, caught him and pulled him into me, not wanting him to fall and hit his head. I felt his face in between my pecs, his arms round my waist, his fingers unable to touch and then I felt him shudder, a light moan escaping him.

“Ryan I’m sorry” I said, loosening my hold on him.

He looked up at me, terrified and darted out the door. I started to go after him, but my shoulders struck the sides of the door, cracking them slightly. I stopped before I broke it and I watched, helplessly as he ran not to the gas station, but to the little houses in the opposite direction. Feeling small and awful, I pulled myself back into the laundrette, small bits of plaster falling from the door frame to sprinkle on the ground.

“I think I scared him” I said, looking out the window to where I’d last seen him. “He probably thinks I’m a monster now. A big, fucking monster who’s too strong for his own good and a klutz to boost”

I slumped onto the bench. My butt hit the wooden frame and kept going until I reach the floor. I grunted, not in pain but frustration when I looked at the splintered remains of the bench. I buried my face in my hands, my muscles bulging in frustration as I resisted the urge to grab one of the noisy washing machines and just throw it out the window.

“You just need to get used to it love” said Max quietly, his hands sliding protectively on my shoulders as he came up behind me. He rested his head on mine, kissing the top of my head too. “I’m sure puppy will forgive you”

“Stop calling him that” I said, my voice sounding deep and threatening, echoing the anger I felt at myself. “It makes me feel worse when you make him sound like a defenceless puppy and I’m the big bad wolf”

“I’d agree with big, but not the bad or the wolf” said Max, not a note of fear to his voice from my threat. “You’re far too gentle with me to be a wolf. And how could I not call him a puppy? You saw him, I swear, I was half expecting him to turn around three times before sitting down at your feet”

“Yeah, but now he’s afraid of me. Maybe we should go”

“It’s up to you love. I’ll follow you to the ends of the earth and back. But, if you decide to make a return trip, you’re carrying me”

“Deal”

We had a nice moment there; me sat on the floor with splinters of wood under my ass and Max hugging me gently. We both just watched our clothes going round in the machine, just being together in out own little world. It helped me forget about what I’d done to Ryan. Not completely, just enough to make it so I didn’t want to go on a rampage and cry my fucking eyes out. But then the moment was ruined when the guy in the corner of the store finally realised we were there and let out a loud “What the fuck?!”

Yeah, it’s great being big.

[Ctopher]

Originally Posted by Greggrth

?Yeah. So, erm, you settling down o?oops!?

Ryan had been gesturing with his hands, and he seemed to have forgotten he had the drink in his hand. It splashed onto my shirt and pants. I saw his eyes bulge in horror and shame, so I quickly put my hand on his shoulder.

?It?s OK? I said quickly. ?It?s fine. We?re in a laundrette after all. I can just put them in the machine?

?I?m so sorry? he said, looking at me with his big puppy eyes. ?I?m such an idiot?

?No, no, it?s OK. It was only an accident?

I'm not sure that was an accident.

[dolphinbad]

It was a providential accident. Very clever this puppy.

[Greggrth]

Here's the next bit, sorry for the delay, enjoy...

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But then the moment was ruined when the guy in the corner of the store finally realised we were there and let out a loud ?What the fuck??
Yeah, it?s great being big.

Now that the guy had realised we were there, he was trying hard to ignore Max and myself. He kept his back to us and looked at his machine with unnecessary urgency. I felt like going over there, picking him up and giving him a shake all the while yelling at him to tell me what his fucking problem was. But I didn?t. I don?t think Max would have let me anyway.

Max talked at me about something but I wasn?t really listening. I was just staring at the clothes in the machine, going round and round and round. My gut was getting twisted in knots with guilt being wrung out to pool inside.

I felt sick.

I couldn?t get out of their fast enough. As soon as my clothes were dry, I just pulled them on, ripping a hole in the right sleeve as well as at the knee in my trousers. Max said something in an attempt to lighten my mood, something about how it made me look good or something, but all I could do was grunt back.

?Did you wanna go check on him love?? he asked, moving round in front of me and poking me chest to get my attention.

?I don?t think he?ll see me? I muttered.

I must have looked ridiculous. A guy my size with thick muscles, broad shoulders slumped, making my chest jut out more, with a bicep bulging out of one sleeve, sulking like a little kid.

?If you say so love. Let?s drop our stuff off and then we can go get something to eat. I?m a bit peckish?

?What about your pecs??

?Shut up? he smirked, slapping my chest and walking out the door with the washing bags.

?No really, what did you mean?? I called after him, squeezing through the door.

He didn?t tell me what he was talking about, but it cheered me up trying to persuade him to tell me. I didn?t threaten him, god no, I?d never do that to Max? or anyone unless they deserved it. I couldn?t do much in the way of persuasion while we were walking, nothing but accidentally bumping my chest into his head or moving so my crotch rubbed against his back.

We walked past the check in, the guy at the desk looking at me uneasily again but I ignored him. The elevator came down and Max hopped on. But when I simply put one foot in, we heard metal groaning overhead. I quickly pulled out and stepped back.

?You keep forgetting how big you are don?t you? chuckled Max, leaning against the doors so they didn?t close.

?Hey, I was able to ride one before. Maybe it?s you?

I prodded his flat stomach with my finger and then started to tickle him until he playfully slapped my hand. ?Moi? How could lil ol? me be too heavy? I mean look at me?

He showed off his narrow waist and chiselled stomach with a lift of his shirt. I caught a look at the underside of his smooth, well cut pecs, his nipples soft and perked, just as he lowered his shirt back down. I looked up? or rather up from his chest, and saw he was smiling wickedly. God he was just so fucking sexy.

?Are you using the elevator or what?? said a gruff voice behind us.

?Don?t worry mate? said Max to the guy behind us, keeping his eyes on me, with that gorgeous grin. I knew he was talking to guy and not me. He hadn't called me 'mate' for a while. Now he called me ?love?. ?You can go in the lift, we?ll take the stairs?

?We will, will we?? I chuckled.

?Uh-hu. Here? he threw his share of the washing into my stomach. Had I been my old self, that would have made me wheeze and probably push me back, but now, they bounced off my hard abs and landed in my hands. Max dashed and slipped past me. ?Race ya!? he called, darting for the stairs.

?Cheater? I called back, unable to stop myself from laughing as I picked up the bags and charged after him. The guy waiting for the elevator wisely jumped out of my way before I ran him down, leaving him wobbling on his feet as my steps shook the floor.

I had to slow down when I reached the door, I could have just gone straight through, but I didn?t want to be kicked out of here before I could teach my little British cheater a lesson. I squeezed through and heard Max chuckling overhead, his foot steps echoing against the walls.

?In your own time love? he laughed from above.

I laughed and jumped up the stairs, taking huge leaps up. My footsteps boomed throughout the staircase like thunder and I could only just hear Max laughing away as I slowly caught up with him.

I reached the door to our floor just as it closed and barrelled my way through, knocking the door from one of its hinges. Max was just in front of me, laughing away as he kept looking over his shoulder at me bearing down on him like a T-Rex. You?d have thought he?d have the decency to look a little scared, but he looked thrilled!

?Fancy a lift!? I laughed, swinging one of my arms down and scooping him up.

I held him to my chest, his feet striking my thighs until he hoisted them up. He rubbed his head against my chest as I kept running until I came to a stop at the door. I nudged it open, chucked Max in, dropped the bags, kicked the door closed once I was in and then advance on the Brit. Thrown; he had landed safely on the bed and was already kicking his shoes off when I climbed up onto the bed.

I lent over him, pressing my chest into him and forcing him deeper into the mattress as I kissed him, driving my tongue into his mouth to wrestle with his. His arms wrapped round my neck and played with my hair as he pulled me even closer. I could feel his hard cock rubbing around my abs so I slide one of my large hands down their, slipping my fingers under his cute little butt and lifting him closer. He chuckled through the kiss, grinding his crotch against my cobble stone abs. He started pawing at my shirt, tugging on it and pulling on one of the holes I?d made before.

?Are you trying to ruin my shirt?? I chuckled, slowing down and letting my weight press into him even more, pinning him to the bed. He wriggled underneath me, trying to escape, but there was no way out.

?Well, to be fair, it?s already wrecked?

?Not true, I can still wear it and look good?

?Love, you?d look good in anything. Especially if it was little and tight?

?Like you??

?Ooh. That was almost witty love?

?You?re rubbing off on me?

?No, I?m trying to but you?ve got me pinned to the bed?

?OK. You can tear the shirt off me, but can I please keep the boxers and pants? At least until Leo can make some more for me?

?It?s up to you love. As long as you?re naked I?m not really fussed?

?Good? I pressed him deeper into the mattress as I kissed him and then I rolled off the bed.

I kicked my canoe shoes off and undid my fly. While I was pushing my jeans down, I felt Max grab my butt and hug himself into it. I could help but chuckle when I felt him nuzzling it.

?Let me take my boxers off first? I laughed.

?Let me?

He pulled the waist band down and kissed my lower back. The further down he pulled my boxers, the lower his kisses got. I stayed bent over, feeling his warm lips moving down my round cheeks as my boxers slid down.

Soon I had my pants and boxers round my ankles and a sexy little Brit worshiping my butt. He was burying his face between the cheeks, his tongue sliding in to play with my ass hole. I flexed for him, but not fully, just a little twitch. I didn?t wanna hurt him.

?Uh, god? I panted, stroking my cock as it rose higher and pulsed in my hand. ?Please, just fuck me?

Max chuckled and kissed one of my cheeks again. ?I know I?m slightly more than average love, but I won?t be able to do much for you?

?I don?t care, I want it?

?How can I say no to that??

I heard his fly open and saw his shirt and jeans fly off while I waited eagerly. Then came the head, poking and gliding over my cheek before sliding in. It didn?t take long for Max to get all the way inside me, but he still felt good. He started fucking me, his hands stroking my ass and hips while I pumped my own cock. I started moving with him too, listening to the sound of his groin slapping against my cheeks. Warm lips danced over my back as Max kissed while he fucked.

To be honest, it felt good, but not as good as when he was bigger. Soon Max came inside me, but I still had a way to go.

?Told you love? panted Max, not at all put out by my lack of cum as he came round in front of me. ?Let me make it up to you?

He pushed my hands from my cock, or rather I let him do it, and he stroked it. His warm breath washed over my head, his tongue falling out to run around it and probe at my piss slit. I closed my eyes and wiggled my toes into the carpet while I enjoyed Max?s skilled tongue. He guided me to the bed and I sat on the edge, giving him better access to my cock. His hands wrapped round the base and pumped it painfully slow.

?You?re such a tease? I panted, but Max only chuckled round my cock.

While he kept one of his hands on my cock, the other one fondled with my huge balls and his mouth worked at my head. He started bobbing his head and running his tongue over and over, thrusting it into my slit and moving about inside. I gripped onto the edge of the bed, grunting as my muscles flared, making veins spring up.

?Argh FUCK Max? I roared, wanting to grab my cock and pump it faster, but I controlled myself. Max kept teasing me to the brink and then slow down again. ?Oh you?re a little fucker you know that? I grunted, my muscles flexing ineffectively.

He pulled his head back, licking a bit of pre from his chin, his hands still teasing my cock. ?That I am love. That I am?

He gave my cock a squeeze and that was all I could take. My pecs bulged in front of me and my cock erupted like a volcano, striking Max?s chest and covering him in my hot seed. He lapped it up, still pumping my cock like mad as I covered him.

Once my cock stopped, he lunged and licked my cock clean, moving down to suck on my balls. I moaned in pleasure stroking his head. When he?d finished, I picked him up and licked my cum from his chest, playing with his nipples. He ruffled my hair, kissing the top of my head. I lowered myself back down onto the bed, holding him close. While I rested my head on the pillow?s he placed his on my pecs, nuzzling and kissing my neck, his nose rubbing against my Adam?s apple.

?I love you? I said, making my throat bob against his lips.

?I love you too? he whispered, wrapping his legs round me. ?Which is why I think you should go to the gas station?

The feeling of warmth I had been basking in since we?d gotten back from the laundrette was washed away by the returning sense of guilt. ?He won?t be there. You saw him run off home?

?You never know until you look?

?I don?t want to?

?OK. If you don?t want to, I?m not gonna make you?



Three minutes later, we were outside the gas station. I gripped the steering wheel tightly, my biceps bulging against my new t-shirt, threatening to split it like all the others. Max was next to me, looking smug.

?How did you do that?? I asked dryly.

?I have my ways? he said. ?Go on love, go find the puppy and say you?re sorry?

?Are you always gonna call him that??

?I like giving people nicknames?

?Oh really? What?s mine??

?Love?

?That?s not a nickname, that?s a British thing?

?I?ll tell you your nickname if you talk to the puppy?

?Fine, I?ll go talk to him?

I stepped out of the car and squeezed myself through the door. I saw a few spikes of dark hair peeking over the counter and felt my stomach drop. He was here.

?Erm? hey? I said, then felt like smacking myself. After what I?d done all I could say was hey!?

?What??

The voice wasn?t what I had expected, for one thing it was deeper, but it also lacked the soft, gentle tones Ryan had. And then the person behind the counter stood up. It wasn?t Ryan.

He had the same dark hair and eyes like Ryan, and his skin was the same cast, but this guy was taller, more built and had a more prominent forehead. He was probably bigger than Max, and he was wearing a sleeveless top to show of his well muscled arms. But it wasn?t the height and muscle that made him look so different from Ryan; it was the frown furrowing his brown and the cold look in his dark eyes. They didn?t have the same shine as Ryan?s either.

?Fuck? he said, looking up at me. He was just over 6?, but still not as tall as me. ?The guys weren?t kidding. You?re fucking huge?

?Erm? yeah?

?So, what you want??

?Where?s the kid that usually works here?? I asked, hesitantly.

?Fuck if I know? he said, looking pissed off. ?He was supposed to be working but he never came back after his break. So Dad made me take his fucking shift?

?Are you his? brother??

?What?s it to you if I am?? he sneered.

?Sorry, just asking?

?Well maybe you shouldn?t. What kinda guy goes around asking for a 15 year old kid??

?He?s 16? I corrected.

?Either fucking way he?s still a kid. Maybe I should tell everyone about your--? The door opened and the guy looked round me at the door. ?About fucking time you little shit!?

?I?m sorry Steve? said a familiar voice. I felt a surge of hope and looked round to see Ryan in the door. He?d changed clothes since I?d seen him, but he looked ok? even if he wasn?t looking at me.

?Sorry?! That?s all you can fucking say? I was supposed to meet Mel half an hour ago. If end up in the dog house ?cos you were off watching Spongebob or some shit I?ll fucking make you regret it. See ya?

He walked past me and bumped Ryan with his shoulder, knocking him to the floor. I knelt down to help but Ryan shuffled away.

?Sorry Justin? he said, so quietly I almost didn?t hear him. ?I?ve got work?

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[hotmuscle_101]

AMAZING!!!!! Keep em cummin.

[dolphinbad]

What is the relationship between Ryan and his brother? I'm very curious ... Great chapter as always!

[Greggrth]

OK, first, I'm so sorry for the delay, got caught up in stuff and lack of inspiration. Hopefully, this'll make up for it a bit. I'll try and get another part of The Hotel up soon too

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To say that Ryan?s words hurt me would be a serious understatement. They tore me apart inside. I hadn?t hurt so much since I grown, nothing had been able to break through my amour of muscles to hurt me. But those simple words of a little 16 year old hurt more than anything I could imagine.

I got up and left. I didn?t look back, but I saw Ryan?s reflection in the window. He wasn?t looking at me either. I squeezed through the door and shuffled to the car. Max opened the door for me and sat quietly as I stepped in. The door closed and I slumped over the wheel.

I felt a small hand on my back, stroking it, soon followed by a head on my shoulder. I didn?t cry, I wanted to, but I didn?t have it in me. I just let all the bad feelings roll about inside me like a storm.

?I?m sorry love? said Max, rubbing his cheek against my shoulder. ?I was wrong; I should have left well enough alone?

?No, it?s not you. It?s me. I?m a fucking monster. No better than David?

?Now that?s bullshit right there? said Max so sharply it made me look at him. ?Don?t you dare compare yourself to him. You?re far better than him in every way imaginable, do you hear me?!?

?OK, OK. But you saw what I did to him, he?s too scared to even look at me, let only let me touch him, even to help. I think we should just? leave?

?You sure love??

?Yeah, it?ll be better for him if I just go?

?OK?

I took us back to the hotel and we walked together through the lobby. There was a crowd of people at the desk, all looking scared and in some cases mad, and the man behind the desk was desperately trying to keep everything under control.

?Don?t lie? a woman screeched. ?We all felt it?

?Please Miss--?

?There was an earthquake? exclaimed another man. ?I felt the ground shake and everything?

?My bed jumped a foot in the air!?

?Did you feel an earthquake?? I asked Max, leaning down to whisper to him. He had a huge smile and it looked like he was trying hard not to laugh. ?What? What?s so funny??

?You? he chuckled.

?Me? Well that?s not very nice?

I pretended to look hurt and pouted a bit, but Max just carried on laughing, reaching round to give my butt a grope and then patted my abs. ?No you big softie, I wasn?t laughing at you, I meant that they?re talking about you?

?Huh? They?re talking about an earthquake--?

?Which was you running down the corridor. You were the earthquake?

He started laughing again, this time I joined in. So I was big enough to make earthquakes now? That was actually kinda funny. It only got funnier when the guy at the desk looked my way and shot me a glare.

When we stopped laughing, my stomach rumbled.

?Wow? laughed Max, looking at my abs. ?Is there a tiger in there or something??

?Nope? I chuckled back, giving my flat, cobbled stomach a rub. ?If there was, it wouldn?t be grumbling so much. I need to get some food in me?

?OK, why don?t you go get some lunch while I pack. I?ll meet you once it?s all done?

?You sure??

?Yep, I can wait a bit longer before I need to eat?

?OK? I?ll see you soon?

He tugged on my arm until I bent down so he could kiss me on the cheek. ?Yeah, be good while I?m gone?

?I?ll try? I said, a smile lightening my words.

I watched him go off to the elevator and then headed back to the car. My stomach grumbled and growled like a beast, so I just drove to the first diner I saw. I looked through the glass doors and saw there were a few empty tables, most of them those little booths by the windows. As the entrance was a set of double doors, I could walk in without turning, but I still had to duck my head a bit. A waitress suddenly appeared in front of me, smiling up at me and showing off all her teeth.

?Hello? she said, tucking some of her blonde hair behind her ear. ?Will you be eating alone??

She tried to do a quick sweep of me, but due to my size she wasn?t able to look at all of me in that one sweep. ?Erm, no. I need a table for two?

?I know, with a guy your size you?ll need more than just a table for two? she started eyeing up my biceps, biting her lip to stop herself from squeezing them.

?Yeah? I said with a nervous laugh, rubbing the back of my head. I probably shouldn?t have done that. When she saw my bicep bulge like that in my sleeve, it looked like she was going to faint. I quickly lowered my arm and she shook herself slightly.

?R-right this way? she said, breathily, patting her chest before waving towards one of the empty tables.

I had a bit of difficulty sitting down. The table dug into my abs and my legs were kinda cramped under it, but I managed. The waitress gave me a menu and then hurried off to talk with one of her friends at such a high pitch and speed I didn?t understand a word she said.

The menu was only a long strip of laminated paper in its holder. I pulled it out and started looking at the main courses. Maybe a few burgers and loads of fries with a side of onion rings and coleslaw? followed by pasta or something. While I was contemplating desert too, something banged on the window, making my jump. There was a crack as my knee cracked the plastic table. I looked out the window and saw Ryan. He was panting heavily, his hands on the window and his nose squashed against the glass a bit.

Then he slipped off and ran for the door. I watched him come in and head straight for me. He stopped in front of me and practically yelled ?You?re leaving?!?

I blinked. I wasn?t a hundred percent sure what was going on. Now that I had a closer look at Ryan, I could see that his eyes were blood short, and there was a glistening track on one of his cheeks. He?d been crying.

?Erm? yeah? I mumbled, turning away and looking at the menu.

?But why??

He sniffed loudly, making me look at him again. Tears were brimming in his eyes.

?Ryan,? I said, turning as best I could to look at him full on, ?what?s wrong??

?It?s cos of me isn?t it?? he balled.

?What is??

?You?re leaving cos of me?

?Ryan? look, sit down OK, let yourself calm down a bit?

He sniffed and nodded again, whipping his eyes as he moved to the bench opposite me. I had to pull my legs in even more, making the table creak in protest. Mine and Ryan?s legs were pressed together tightly under the table, and it was putting some colour into Ryan?s cheeks. He kept his head down and he looked like he was concentrating on something really hard.

?Now, what?s wrong?? I asked after a minute.

?You?re leaving cos of me?

?How?d you know I was leaving??

?It?s a small town? and a friend of mine overheard you and that guy talking?

?But what makes you think it?s because of you??

?Cos it is?

?No, it?s me. I hurt you and I didn?t want to--?

?What? When did you hurt me??

?At the laundrette?

First, Ryan looked bewildered, then his mouth opened in a silent ?oh? of realisation and then finally he pitched forward and smacked his head on the table. ?Fuck? he muttered.

?What? What?s wrong now?? I asked, picking him off the table and making him sit back in the chair. He looked at my hand on his shoulder with wide eyes, a light moan escaping his lips. I quickly pulled my hand back ?Oh shit, sorry, did I hurt you again??

?No, god no? he breathed, looking up at me with his big, sincere puppy dog eyes. ?At the laundrette? you didn?t hurt me. When I feel against your pecs I? I??

His eyes darted about. He was actually shaking in his seat. He bit his lower lip, closed his eyes and took a deep breath. Then, he turned back to look at me.

?I creamed myself OK? he blurted.

?What??

?You made me cream myself? he said, looking mortified that he was admitting it. ?Just being able to touch your pecs, be that close to you made me?? He put his face in his hands in shame.

?Oh?? I said, an odd sensation inside me. Part of it was relief that I hadn?t hurt him, confusion as to what I was supposed to do about it now and? a little bit of pride.

?So there you go? he muttered. ?You know I?m a pussy?

?You?re not a pussy?

?Of course I am. Who fucking creams themselves like that??

?Ryan, it?s OK, you?re still just a kid?

Wrong thing to say.

?I?m not a kid!? he cried, making everyone turn to look at us.

?I know, I know. I?m sorry? I said quickly, reaching out to try and calm him down. ?I didn?t mean it like that. It?s just that? your body?s still developing and stuff?

His shoulders slumped a bit.

?But it?s nothing to be ashamed off? I added.

?Yeah it is? he muttered. ?I haven?t even kissed a guy yet?

?Erm??

?I?ve had a girlfriend, but I never? felt anything you know. Then I found out I was gay and I? I just? I didn?t know what to do. If I came out I?d probably get the shit beaten out of me. So that?s why I?ve never kissed another guy?

?Well, when I first found out I was gay, I kinda freaked out too. I was worried how my parents would react and my friends too. But then I realised, if they didn?t accept it, then they couldn?t accept me as who I was, and that was their lose?

?How did they take it??

?My parents were fine with it, and so were my friends. But there were some who weren?t so happy about it. They called me names and stuff?

?They called you names?? he asked in disbelief. ?They must have had some balls?

?What makes you say that??

?Well look at you. I know you probably weren?t as big as you are now, but you must have had a few pounds on you?

?Oh? yeah, well? they did it from a distance?

?Cowards? said Ryan, a sneer that looked like it belonged on his brother sharpened his features. ?I hate people like that. I wish I was just half your size, then I wouldn?t have to worry about getting picked on?

?You get picked on??

?Yeah. They make fun of me cos I?m short and stuff?

?Well, to be honest, people make fun of you when you?re big too?

?No they don?t, they?d be to shit scared?

?And you?d like that? Have people thinking you?re a monster just because you?re big??

?When you put it like that??

?I?m afraid I?m gonna be like that? I admitted. I don?t know why I said it, I just felt like I could open up to him about it. After all, he?d admitted a few things about himself to me. ?I?m afraid I?m gonna turn out like this guy I knew back home. He got big and was a real dick about it?

?But you must have been this big for a few years now, how could you still think that??

Crap. I?d really put my foot in it this time. How can I fix this? I can?t tell him about the formula? or could I? Before I could make a decision, Ryan muttered something and his face darkened into a scowl. I frowned at him, wondering what was wrong now, when a hand landed on my shoulder.

?Hey love? said Max happily, kissing my cheek. ?And hello to you too mate. I?m Max?

Max offered Ryan his hand, but Ryan looked at it like he?d rather stick his hand in a shredder. But Max took it in his stride, he just let his hand drop and he grabbed a chair from one of the other tables, pulling it round to sit on the edge of the table. ?Have you ordered yet??

?Erm? no, not yet?

?Good, I was worried I was gonna get stuck with your chips?

?His what?? said Ryan.

?Chips? said Max. ?Potatoes that have been deep fried, you know?

?Huh? sighed Ryan, turning away to look out the window. ?I?d better get back to the station? he said, shuffling along the chair, his legs rubbing against mine. When he got out, he smiled at me ?See you Justin?

And then he left without a word to Max. I looked to Max to see how he took Ryan?s cold attitude, but the Brit looked completely at ease as he read the menu. At first I thought he hadn?t noticed Ryan?s behaviour, but Max was sharper than he appeared, and it would take an idiot to miss Ryan?s dislike of the Brit.

?I think I?ll have a burger? he said, setting the menu down and looking at me. ?What??

?Nothing? I said quickly, picking up the menu and trying to hide behind it.

?You thought I?d be upset by the puppy giving me the cold shoulder? Nah, I knew he wouldn?t like me anyway?

?Why??

?Because I?m in the way of what he wants?

?Which is??

?Come on, you?re not that dense are you love. I told you, he likes you. And, if he likes you, he?s not gonna like me is he??

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Great chapter! I was missing this fantastic story.