Jonathan's Journey (Part 4)

[arpeejay]

By Richard Jasper

Part 3: http://www.musclegrowth.org/forum/sh...ad.php?t=17196

Part 2: http://www.musclegrowth.org/forum/sh...ad.php?t=17193

Part 1: http://www.musclegrowth.org/forum/sh...ad.php?t=17182

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11.15.05

!!!

I don't really know how to begin, it's just not something I really expected to be writing about now.

I mean...

OK, I'll start at the beginning.

So yesterday we had our first power lifting competition. It was a regional meet, so guys from all over our half of the state. Stan and I totally kicked ass, winning our weight classes (Stan is up to 190, so he was in the 85-90 kg. class; I'm right about 213 now, so I'm in the 95-100 kg. class.)

That's right. We beat out every guy in our half of the state! And we're only freshmen and sophomores! And...

Well, OK, I might as well pat myself on the back. I benched 455 lbs., which was the record for my age group and it was second place overall (behind this huge guy who must be close to 300 lbs. -- he benched 500!)

It was an away meet and Stan and I wound up rooming together. And...

He was sitting there in his jockeys and looking so frickin' HOT and he wanted me to pose.

So I did.

Then he wanted to measure me.

So I let him.

19 inch biceps.

50 inch chest.

30 inch waist.

And that got me hard.

"Holy shit," he said. "I knew it was big but damn!"

I blushed but then -- I don't know what came over me! -- I asked him he wanted to measure IT, too!

"I don't really know whether it's big or not," I told him.

He rolled the tape along the underside, then whistled.

"10 inches," he said, and sorta gulped.

Then he measured it around.

"7 inches," he said, and he whistled.

"Biggest goddamned cock I've ever seen," Stan said.

<< smile >>

That made me happy.

"Uh, can I see yours?" I asked.

He pulled off his shorts and kicked across the room before I could say lickety-split (or Valliannos, which is his last name, it turns out.)

And then...

It was beautiful. Not as big as mine but long and thick and smooth as silk!

Before I knew what I was doing, I was sucking it!

God it tasted good!

Rubbing my hands through the thick, curly black hair covering the hard thick muscles of his body, I thought it couldn't get any better but eventually he pushed me away.

"Pose for me, Big Man," he said.

Grrr!

So I did and if I was hot and bothered before I was ready to explode after he ooh'd and ahh'd and ran his hot thick muscley manly hands all over my body.

"Fuck me, Jon," he said. "You gotta fuck me!"

!!!

"But I don't have..."

He looked at me.

"Have you ever had sex before?" he asked.

I shook my head.

"Have you ever had a blood tranfusion?"

?!?!?!

"No," I answered.

He nodded.

"We're good to go, in that case."

So I did it.

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11.22.05

I'm slowing down.

215 lbs. today, only 2 lbs. more than last week, only 10 lbs. in the past month.

Still, I guess that's pretty impressive. It's been a little less than 6 months and I've put on 90 lbs. of solid muscle.

Todd seems to think it's impressive. He's up to 130 lbs. now, woo hoo! Of course, he keeps referring to me as as The Genetic Freak Bastard, so I'm not altogether sure he approves.

The pup tent in his pants seems to suggest otherwise!

I've been making sure I spend plenty of time with him and the Chess Club guys. It would be nice to spend every waking minute with Stan but he put the kibosh on that idea right away.

"Look," he said. "You're totally hot and I totally want you but I really don't want the rest of the world knowing our business, man. It's high school, fer god's sake, they're vicious."

Blink.

Well, I guess.

Of course, I'm not sure how much good it's doing. Today it was just me and Todd at lunch, which I think he probably arranged because the first thing out of his mouth after we sat down was:

"You did, didn't you?"

I'm pretty sure I snorted milk out my nose. It felt like it came out my nose.

"Ur, ahem," I said, after cleaning up. "Did what, exactly?"

He rolled his eyes.

"You know," he accused. "The deed."

I blushed.

"With Stan," he added.

!!!!

"Uh, well, I mean," I stammered. "Whatever gave you that idea?"

Todd tsk'd, tsk'd.

"Jon, I've known you since 5th grade," he said.

Well, duh!

"And I've known you were into guys since the 5th grade," he added.

Yikes!

"How...?"

I really hate it when he gets that My friend Jon is a congenital idiot expression but I guess he does so for a reason.

"Hello, Sherlock, smell the coffee," he said. "I know because it's something else we have in common."

I sat back.

"Oh," I said. "I guess that explains..."

He snorted.

"Why I'm a walking hard-on whenever Mr. My Best Friend Jon is Now a Greek God is standing around? Yeah, that does explain it!"

I blushed.

"Uh, well..."

He got up and patted me on my shoulder.

"It's OK, doofus," he said as he walked away. "I'll deal with it."

Deal with what?!

* * *

12.15.05

Maybe I'm not slowing down that much after all.

It's been three weeks and I'm up to 225 lbs.

You read it.

Two Twenty Five!

Exactly 100 lbs. more than when I started six months ago.

Mom and Dad had their annual holiday get together this evening.

Mr. Smith was the last to arrive.

"Oh, that's probably Dave," Mom said, when the doorbell rang. "He's always running on GST," whatever that is.

She and Dad were busy whooping it up in the kitchen with the other guests so I went to get the door, which I would have done anyway -- he's such a hottie!

"Jesus!" he said when he got a good look at me. "Yer effin' huge!"

I grinned.

"I'm another inch taller, yes," I agreed. "Up to 5'10 now."

He shook his head.

"Jon, I wasn't talking about taller -- I was talking about the fact that you're a goddamned gorilla!"

That made me blush.

"Uh," I asked shyly. "Could I get some posing advice from you?"

I pointed out that with the cocktails flowing no one was going to notice our absence for a few minutes.

He nodded and we stepped into Mom's office, which has a nice wide framed mirror between the two book cases.

I peeled off my sweater, which didn't leave much to the imagination to begin with, and he gasped.

"Damn, boy," Mr. Smith said. "You look like you're made out of marble."

I gave him a double bi.

"Check it out, Mr. Smith," I said. "20 inches cold -- and I won't be 15 until June!"

He sucked in a breath.

"Shit, Jon, if you ever decide to compete in bodybuilding you're gonna fucking clean up!"

I blushed, then worked up my nerve to ask him to take off his sweater.

He looked around.

"Trust me," I told him. "They won't come looking."

He pulled it off.

Crap! I'm not the only one who's been gaining. He told me he's up to 260 lbs. now, 10 lbs. from this summer and even though he said it's his off season look he looked fucking incredible to me!

"Damn, Mr. Smith," I said, trying not to drool. "You've got a totally awesome bod."

He put his big meaty paw on my pec.

"Jon, call me Dave, OK? Someday you're gonna make me look like a widdul gurl, no point pretending otherwise. You may be 14 but you're already a MAN in every physical sense of the word."

My big dick started plumping up.

"So put that shirt back on and let's go great the revelers, OK?"

I did so and we walked down the hall to the kitchen with his huge arm around my shoulders.

Damn that felt nice!

He kept saying.

"Someday, someday, someday."

But he never told me what he thinks is gonna happen when someday gets here!

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Part 5: http://www.musclegrowth.org/forum/sh...ad.php?t=17219

[Blake]

[Hope you're enjoying...]


Too right I am enjoying this.....


erm....PART THE FIFTH...?



please where were my manners...?

[muscl4life]

That is one SEXY journey.

Thanks for another great story, Richard.

Cheers

[Mad Dog]

Hmm, I think I know what Mr. Smith is thinking :3

[chocomus]

wow, i read the forth chapters all together and it was really great!!!!

I love journal-like stories

and yours are really hot to read

[arpeejay]

Thanks for the kind words, fellas! I hope to post another chapter today.

xoxo

Richard