Sleeping Beauty V :Day-Break

[elysiumfields]

Hi guys..
It took a little while to get round to writing part five. I had a conflict of interests in either writing this chapter or finishing off a sort of 'spin-off' short story based on Joeys rough and raunchy dream about Eminem getting big.!.{..there'll be a brief teaser in this chapter..if theres anyone who likes the thought of combining Eminem with muscle growth and dominance.!}

Anyhoo...Without further delay,.here is part 5 with Matts 'explosive' entrance..

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Sleeping Beauty V


I was finding my dreams so powerfully vivid and so damned erotic that i felt like i had a constant hard-on. These were less like 'wet dreams' and more like 'soaking wet dreams'.. I had already had several nocturnal orgasms that had left my bedsheet with large damp blotches and my sleeping Master Craigs sexy muscled torso peppered with tiny drops of cum, which comparable to his own mighty orgasm,would seem pathetic.

But i could'nt help it...I was so turned on by the images of hot hunky young men growing huge freaky massive muscles and oversized cocks..

Image after image, dream after dream swirled about in my mind. Matt,my next door neighbour,growing and morphing into a fucking god!. Master Craig,flexing and getting off over his huge bloated muscles.The two handsome decorators doing up the empty flat down the corridor,their bulging biceps straining their sleeves to bursting,and huge pecs pushing apart their paint spattered overalls.The gang of troublesome teenaged boys who hung around the local Youth centre,growing insanely huge and oversized in their hooded tops,t-shirts and trackies, their bad-boy attitudes even spinning me off into a wicked fantasy about the rapper Eminem growing into a massively muscled bad boy hunk..

All these wild fantasies were suddenly overwhelming me and just as i felt i was about to reach the point that i could take no more orgasms, i awoke abruptly,covered in sweat and my heart beating furiously like a drum.

Morning sunlight shone softly in through gaps in the curtains and i lay there watching the dust-motes dancing around in shafts of sunlights..
Allowing myself to re-adjust to being awake and my eyes clearing of sleepy blurriness..i suddenly became aware of my dreams of Craig and Matt and other men growing and morphing into my ultimate fantasies, but finding myself alone and naked in bed sporting a raging 'morning woody' and lying on cum moistened sheets,i thought it all to be just a dream,but a very vivid one at that!.

I sat up in my bed and stretched my limbs,smiling to myself of how good my dreams were..and the fact that i'd need to put my sheets through the wash too!.
I rubbed the sleep from my eyes and glanced at the digital clock on the nearby end table. It was a little before 8.am.
Something made me glance up at the poster of Eminem that i had stuck up on the wall across from me....and i nearly fell out of bed at the sight of him.!
I was'nt a big fan of rap but i considered Eminem a real hot stud,and i really did'nt care about all this contraversy around him..he was just so sexy.
But now fixated by the poster..it show him as much more than that.
Originally the poster showed him from the waist up only, wearing an unzipped grey hooded jersey with the hood up over a white bandana over his head, and
the jersey wide open to reveal his lean smooth muscled torso..
But now,..now he was fucking huge.Wearing the same get-up and in the same pose,his jersey,albeit now sleeveless, was open to reveal obscenely huge slabs of pecs with big juicy nipples pointing groundward.His abs were an eight pack of thick striated blocks crunched and tensed together and with a thick love trail of hair running up between them from a teasing low waistband just in shot, to his naval.. And then his arms..Holy fuck.! Boulder like delts bulging out of the torn seams where his sleeves must of once attached.Massive swollen biceps as big as bowling balls and streaked with sinewy veins.Heavy thick traps,just hinting a glimpse at their huge size behind his bi's...And powerful rippling forearms the size of an ordinary mans calf muscles..

I got up from my bed and took a closer look at the poster..This all was'nt a dream..It could'nt have been real..Could it..?
Then i remembered Craig..Oh fuck..!
Feeling my heart begin to race again, i nervously crept out of my bedroom,looking around and expecting to see Craig.
Then i caught sight of him in the bathroom..as big as i had dreamed.
Shit.! This was real.. Craig was standing in my bathroom in front of the full length mirror flexing and posing his enormous naked muscled body and getting off on himself judging by the freaky huge foot long plus erection he was sporting. I stood just out of view as i watched him show off to himself..
"Fuck yeah..look at me, i'm a motherfuckin' hunk.Yeah look at my huge bloated guns.." He flexed a double bicep pumping them up into huge bloated
cannonballs, which very nearly made me come again.
"Oh fuck yeah" Craig groaned, unable to resist taking his huge jumbo cock in his hands and start beating off over the sight of himself.
I turned away and took stock of myself..I had done this to Craig.Though it defied normal reality, i began to feel positive about it..Could i bend reality to siut my fantasies..?

Suddenly, i was broken out of my chain of thought by a loud crash coming from my bedroom, and raced back to it...to find a large rough looking hand
pulling back at a hole made in the thin sheetrock wall barely feet to the left of my bed. A hole that had been made by someone literally punching out the wall from the other side.The hole was ripped larger by the hand and plaster and dust fell away. Then,with an almighty crash, much of the wall fell way,enough to step through with just a duck of the head. I'd have expected Craig to come running at the deafening noise but he showed no urgency in yet appearing. When the dust settled,and the fragments of plaster fell away,through the gaping rent stepped a man of inhuman musculature,heaving and flexing his huge naked body and showing off a fucking oversized cock and balls beyond the normal human proportions...I instantly recognised Matt. Another result of my wayward imagination..!

"Hiya faggot..i want your fuckin' tight ass",he glared evilly at me.

I backed away a little intimidated by his sheer size.
Like Craig...or should i say,Master Craig,..Matt had grown into a massive hunk with overdeveloped muscles packed onto a body that,like Master Craig,had gained muscle size rather than height,making them look impossibly huge.
I liked my fantasy guys to definately be taller than me, say 7 foot, but i'm more of a muscle size fetishist..the bigger and freakier his muscles,the better!

Matt charged at me like a bull, leaving me little chance to get out of his way.
He hit me full force,knocking the wind out of me and nearly crushing the life out of me against the opposite wall with his huge torso.

"Gonna fuck you with my big fat dick,faggot..I know you want that"
I could'nt do much pinned against the wall basically by his huge bloated pec mounds..
Then he lifted me up and i felt his thick cockhead press against my ass,and then with an animalistic grunt Matt thrust his cock into my anus,sending searing pain through me..
"Take it like the faggot you are,Joey" Matt snarled evilly.
I tried to focus my powers on allowing me to take yet another huge musclecock,as i cried out in pain.
Almost immediately,the burning agony subsided and was replaced by intense pleasure as Matt began to mercilessly pound his 14 inch plus cock in and out of me, swearing and grunting with every thrust.
I could feel the heat radiate from his sweaty torso and could not resist burying my head in the deep crevasse between his gigantic pecs,nearly suffocating myself in the process!.
"Yeah,you stupid little pussy,worship my huge manly muscles.."
Matt fucked me harder and faster with wild abandon, as if he was aiming to drive his cock right through me.
"Fucking bitch,fucking bitch,fucking bitch.."
Matt continued to pound me for what seemed like ages,leaving ragged and worn like a rag doll,but with unlimited energy in him.

Then through all the frenzied fucking..i heard Master Craigs voice in a tone of what sounded like anger.

"What the fucks going on here.....?"



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PS: Now that i'm entering Joeys waking world i'm a little stuck with the title and whether it suits the direction of the story..Maybe you guys can help..?

Should i...?
1] Keep the title as is?
2] Keep the title and add a subtitle for each new chapter?
3] Change the title to something related to dreaming/daydreaming/fantasies.
.....i.e. 'What dreams may come'..?

[omelissokomos]

I vote for "C" as this will give you the most freedom to explore future storylines.

[Mad Dog]

Option 3 sounds good to me, I even like the example you had.

This chapter was great, although the gratuitous Eminem wasn't really my thing.

[n2size]

I agree with these two guys, my choice is #3 also.

Love the fantasies described in the third paragraph. Expand on those if possible.

Eminem is not a fantasy of mine. I would not protest if he is not described in future chapters.

Thanks.

n2size

[Kymuscleboy]

Great story. I vote for the 2nd option. If you go to a completely different title, it can be hard to follow the story.