Aisle 13: Jake and Andy (Part 1)

[arpeejay]

By Richard Jasper

Prequel # 1: http://www.musclegrowth.org/forum/sh...184#post107184

Prequel # 2: http://www.musclegrowth.org/forum/sh...324#post107324

* * *

I wheeled my cart into Aisle 13 at 10:45 on a Thursday night. Somehow I'd managed to run out of egg whites and I was down to my last six cans of tuna. I figured I better stock up, at least a back up supply, because I knew the next few days were going to be busy.

The checker was a newbie and man was he a cutie. Probably 19 or 20 at most, no more than 5'8, maybe a 150 lbs. soaking wet but nice proportions, wide shoulders, tiny waist, zero bodyfat. Plus a model handsome face, slightly large nose, curvy lips, big brown eyes, wavy brown hair. And I was guessing he was pretty oblivious to his good looks; he didn't have that "Gee, look at me, I'm so fucking hot" air about him.

Chuckle.

You couldn't say the same about me but that's the way it goes, right?

* * *

Andy looked up at the guy wheeling his cart into Aisle 13.

Dayum, he thought. He's frickin' huge.

Probably 5'10-5'11 and just massively muscular. His XXL muscle shirt fit him like a glove, his bulging biceps had to be bigger than Andy's quads, and his quads, shit, they had to be bigger than Andy's waist.

And, fuck, even if he'd been a skinny geek (like me, Andy thought) he'd still be drop dead gorgeous. Ruggedly handsome face, strong jaw, piercing cobalt blue eyes, black hair cut short on the side and spiked backwards on top, sort of a modified hedgehog look.

Plus fur fucking everywhere. Thick curls poking out of the top of his t-shirt, nearly as much on his arms, and his legs. He hadn't shaved his pits, either, and the faint scent of mansweat made Andy's teen dick hard as a rock.

With a start, Andy realized he was staring.

Can't mess this up, Andy said to himself. First day on the job.

* * *

"P-p-paper or plastic, sir," he asked me.

I flashed my pearly whites at him. God this kid was cute.

"Plastic is fine, kiddo," I said.

I thought he was going to go cross-eyed trying to look at the groceries, the register, and ME, all at the same time.

"Gee, Mister, you must be a bodybuilder, huh?" he asked.

I stood a little straighter, expanded my chest just a bit, from 58 inches relaxed up to 60 inches flexed.

"Good eye, kid," I complimented him. "You follow the sport?"

He turned red but nodded.

"I figured with all this protein..." he said.

I leaned my huge hairy fists on the check out stand and rolled my arms; the huge, thick muscles surged up and down like tsunamis after a Pacific undersea quck.

The kid gulped, then finished ringing me up.

"That'll be..."

I looked at the readout.

"$349.50?" I laughed. "I don't think so!"

The kid -- his name tag said Andy -- blushed furiously.

"I am soooo sorry, Mister," he said. "I guess I got a bit carried away with the multiplication key! I can fix this in a jiffy."

I gave him my killer smile again. Jiffy, he said. You gotta love a young un who says jiffy!

"Hey, man, no worries," I said. "I'm in no hurry, uh, Andy is it?"

I stuck out my bear paw. He looked at it like it held his entire future, then put his young strong hand in mine.

"Yessir," he answered politely. "It's Andy. I'm new here. Nice to meet you, Sir!"

I took my hand back so he could run my card through the reader again. I cocked my massive arm and scratched my hulking neck. The arm is 24 inches cold, the neck is 23 inches. Bigger, stronger, older, wiser men than Andy have had a hard time being that close to my body.

Andy was no exception. His eyes widened and suddenly his whole body jerked. He blushed so deeply I though he was gonna rupture something.

"Easy, kid," I told him in a soft voice. "Happens all the time. Why don't you put on that apron? No one will know what happened 'cept you and me."

Andy looked totally mortified but did as I instructed.

"Now, I gotta question for you, OK?"

* * *

Andy stood leaning against the counter, terrifically pleased that the apron -- God I'm glad he suggested that! -- afforded some concealment.

"What time you get off?" the big man asked, then he chuckled and added. "What time do you 'get off' work, I mean!"

Andy grinned. This dude was all right! Huge, hot, handsome and funny! Whodathunkit? Andy cleared his throat -- his mouth was so dry -- and said.

"11 p.m., Mister. Just 10 minutes from now."

The big guy smiled that blindingly white smile again.

"You can stow the 'Mister' stuff, Andy," he said. "Name is Jake, Jake Hunter."

Andy took Jake's hand (more like a huge paw!) and said.

"Gee, thanks, Jake, nice to meet you, too! Are you, uh, a regular here? I just started!"

* * *

"So, Andy," I said to him. "If you're not doing anything after work, I'd be happy to take you out for a late night bite to eat. Like I said, my evening is free."

His eyes went wide and I saw it took him about 10 seconds to make up his mind.

"You gotta car?" I asked.

He grinned.

"No, sir," he replied. "No, Jake, I mean. My dorm is close enough I can bike over."

Oh ho, I thought. Lemme guess.

"Cool beans, I bet I know which one," I said. "Meet me outside when you're done and I'll take you to the best all nite diner on this side of town."

A big, shit-eating grin crossed his face.

"That would be so cool, Jake," he said. "Where will I find you?"

I smirked.

"I'll be in the silver Audi convertible with the top down. Not too many of 'em hanging out here this time of night."

Andy laughed.

"There can't be another one with a driver like you, that's for sure!"

Hook, line, and sinker, I thought.

"See you in, what, 10 minutes?"

He nodded and handed me my receipt.

I pushed the cart out of the aisle and towards the doors.

Looking over my shoulder, I saw him standing there, trying to consume the image of my mile-wide shoulders and huge bubble butt navigating past the service counter.

* * *

I can't believe I'm doing this, Andy thought.

He's so huge, so hot -- and he likes me!

Andy told himself to slow down.

Likes you well enough to take you out to eat, you mean -- he probably wants to put some meat on your bones!

Andy closed up the register and headed to the staff locker room.

My God, he thought. Please tell me it's not like this every night -- I'll never make it.

Out of the corner of his eye he saw the sleek, powerful Audi convertible pull up into the loading area.

Andy quickened his pace.

[Edits done; more this evening, hopefully...]

Part 2: http://www.musclegrowth.org/forum/sh...ad.php?t=16833

[Londonboy]

No nap for you mister! We want more now! Please, sir?

[sexiscriptor]

Originally Posted by Londonboy

No nap for you mister! We want more now! Please, sir?

seconded!
~Ille

[tagsnola]

That's all I can say. "Smokin!"

;-)

Cheers!
- TagsNOLA

[tonypal76]

Great start, look forward to their getting to know each other better.

[philat99]

Another great one in the making! Thanks for sharing your creativity.
Mike

[redroger11]

Why do I get this feeling that Jake is recruiting. One student here, one student there and all the other guys at the college who would be interested in how they got so big, start asking questions. "Oh I worked for this. Just not as hard as you might think. And don't forget how much it costs to feed a big body. Now earning that much cash on a regular basis takes work." For Body expansion at a price, see Proteus Genomics. We build you fast and then teach you how to keep the size.

I like the style and plot, Man. I sure hope Andy wants to be really big!
Keep Writing.

redroger11