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Jonathan's Journey (Part 3) By Richard Jasper Part 2: http://www.musclegrowth.org/forum/sh...ad.php?t=17193 Part 1: http://www.musclegrowth.org/forum/sh...ad.php?t=17182 * * * 09.15.05 I am so bummed! Mom wouldn't agree to let me join the football team! "It's too rough," she said. Dad tried to argue her out of it, saying it was a good opportunity and all that, but I could tell his heart really wasn't into it. I dunno, maybe my heart really wasn't into it, for that matter. It's not like I've ever actually watched a football game. I was trying to bone up on it but those rules didn't make a whole lot of sense! So instead I'm going out for wrestling. The season doesn't actually get started until about December so it's not too late to try out for it! Coach Telatovich was kinda grumbling about it but Coach Jones smoothed it out with him. 183 lbs. today! Todd is acting sorta freaked out about how fast I'm growing. I've had him in the gym for a month now and he's up to 125 lbs.! "Which means you outweigh me by nearly 60 lbs., doofus!" he pointed out to me when we measured last. I made it up to him by letting him take my measurements, something Mr. Smith -- uh, I mean Dave -- suggested. Here they are: Biceps: 17 Chest: 45 Waist: 29 Quads (thighs): 26 Calves: 18 I offered to take Todd's measurements but he passed on that idea! And, yeah, that night I took another measurement! I kinda thought it was getting bigger, too. I suppose I should have measured it soft but thinking about it made me totally hard: 9 x 6 1/2 I think that actually might be pretty big, based on the glimpses I've had in the locker room. I'd ask Dad but he seems to think that I know everything. "Well, you guys see everything when you shower, of course." Nooo! "Hello," I said. "Stalls, shower curtains?" He thought that was odd. "You mean you don't all shower together?" Can you believe? When he was in school they had what he called "gang" showers, one big room with lots of shower heads. That must have been a blast! * * * 10.01.05 Crap! So much for wrestling! Coach Telatovich doesn't like my attitude! I mean, what the hell?! He likes that I'm fast, he likes that I'm strong, but then he started talking about "making weight" he kinda lost me! "What's that?" I wanted to know. He explained. ?!?!?! You would LOSE weight on purpose to be in a certain class? "That's crazy," I blurted. "You got a problem with that, Harris?" Coach Wayne is a big, tall guy! He sorta loomed over me. "Uh, well, uh, no, I don't have a problem," I answered. He glared at me. "No, sir, I don't have a problem," I continued. "I just don't see why..." And then I went into this, uh, well, I guess Dad would call it a tirade, about the fact that people who can get bigger and stronger ought to get bigger and stronger. "So what you're telling me is you're better than everyone else, huh?" ?!?!?! Where does he get these ideas?! "No, sir, not at all, it's just..." He cut me off, sent me to the showers. Oh, well. Maybe I won't have a sport. I mean, it's not like I need one. Todd and the Chess Club guys keep me pretty entertained. I was just kinda, ya know, hoping I'd make some jock friends, too. Maybe branch out a bit. 192 lbs. today -- that's only about 10 lbs. less than Dad is! * * * 10.15.05 Hurray! Coach Jones saved the day! "Harris," he said after class two weeks ago. "I want to start a powerlifting team and I want you to be the first member, OK?" What an honor! And I'm the captain! The junior / senior football players are kinda pissed about that. They don't seem to think that have a freshman captain makes any sense. So Coach Jones said we'd do it fair and square, have a competition. Whoever could bench twice their body weight for a single rep would be the captain. I tried not to laugh. I knew he knew that I could do it. What I didn't know was nobody else could do it, nobody else came close. 405 lbs. for 1 rep. (which was a little bit more than twice 195 lbs.!) The next closest was Jason Hudiburg, who got 350 -- and he outweighs me by like 60-70 lbs. (most of it around his middle.) After Jason, it was that Greek kid, Stan Vallisomethingreallylong. He's very impressive! Did 325 lbs. and he's only 180 lbs. You could tell Jason, a senior, was pissed off about that fact he was beaten by a freshman. He came and got in my face. He really IS a big ox, 6'2 and probably 260. But I stood my ground. "Hey, Harris," Stan said, interrupting us. "Give me your shirt." I don't know why but I whipped it off and threw it to him. "Now flex," he said. So I did, my 18 1/2 inch biceps popping up like softballs. Amazingly enough, Jason gulped and blushed and then turned around and stomped out. Stan flicked my shirt at him on the way but only he and I saw how close it came to hitting Jason's fat ass. Stan brought me my shirt. "Good job, bro," he said. "Don't let those senior assholes push you around." Damn he was hot! Standing there a foot or two from me, I could tell just how thick and hard his muscles were. And for a sophomore, he's furry as fuck, lots of curly black hair. I guess it's those Greek genes or something. "Not that they could," he added. I know I blushed. Do you think he likes me?! 205 lbs. today. I'm now officially the same weight as Dad although he declined to do a muscle comparison for some reason! "You can do a pose down next time Dave comes over," he said! [More to cum...] Part 4: http://www.musclegrowth.org/forum/sh...ad.php?t=17207 Last edited by arpeejay; September 30th, 2009 at 09:04 AM. |
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In love with Jon right now, and hope he continues to grow! But also hope he gets a true partner in muscle shattering crime to help him to continue to grow! |
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xoxo Richard |
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Thanks, Richard. |
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Mooooooooooooooore! :3 |
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