Jonathan's Journey (Part 9)

[arpeejay]

By Richard Jasper

Part 8: http://www.musclegrowth.org/forum/sh...ad.php?t=17239

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09.01.06

I can't believe it -- Mom still won't let me go out for football! Last year she was afraid I would get hurt. This year she's afraid I will hurt the other players!

I guess I can't argue with that. I grew another inch over the summer, so I'm 6 ft. now. Oh, yeah, and I gained another 50 lbs. That's right:

6 ft.

350 lbs.

5% bodyfat.

My guess is the other players will be relieved.

Coach Jones? Not so much.

He begged me to join the team.

Got down on his knees and begged.

Got down on his knees and sucked my cock and begged.

I guess I should feel guilty. I knew Mom was going to say no.

I guess I wasn't feeling too guilty, though. After a few minutes of sucking, I flipped Coach over his desk and started pounding his ass with my 13-inch telephone poll.

To tell you the truth, I don't think Coach Jones minded too much either.

Plus I recruited someone else for the team, namely:

Todd!

When he puts his mind to it, that boy can grow!

He's still an inch behind me in height but he kept up with me on the muscle front. At 5'11 and 200 lbs., he's built like a brick shit house and strong as an ox. I took Todd by Coach's office and had him pull off his shirt -- Coach just licked his lips. Then Todd dropped his pants and his thick 10 inch rod popped out.

"You're hired," Coach said.

Actually, it turns out I'm going to be on the football team, too, only as part of the coaching staff.

The state power-lifting association banned me from any future competitions in the teen division, which means I'm effectively barred from competing at all until I turn 20. I guess that YouTube video of me benching 1050 for 30 reps got some people upset, I mean, what the hell?

So Coach Jones put me on the roster as the strength coach. I have to be careful to remember what the guys can and can't do but they seem to appreciate my efforts and they're all growing. About once a week I put on a little show for them in the weight room and they all grow down there, too! Todd says I'm a good motivator!

Speaking of Todd, I heard from Jason that Stan Vallianos has a crush on Todd. Stan's hotter than ever, of course, although at 17 it's clear he's already started on that receding hairline bit. Naturally, Jason has the hots for Todd, too. He (Jason) sure has turned around since being such a jerk in the locker room last year. A lot hotter, too, now that he's buckled down and turned all that flab into rock hard muscle. I'd do him, which is more than I can say for Stan -- wotta a whiny cry baby!

I sure wouldn't mind getting Jason in bed with me and Todd, although, come to think of it it would have to be a helluva bed to hold 830 lbs. worth of men!

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12.25.06

You're not surprised that we crushed every other football team in the state, right? Todd was the first sophomore in the state to win the All State MVP award (although it was kind of a close thing, he was nominated in three different categories and nearly canceled himself out!)

Of course, just looking at him was every football scout's wet dream. 6 ft. tall, 250 lbs., 22 inch biceps, 600 lb. bench press, drop dead gorgeous. Naturally, he had a lot of offers every time we went on the road but he kept turning 'em down. Lotsa disappointed looks (and a few broken hearts, I think) but he'd just point at me.

"You want to compete with that?" he'd ask, and they'd just sorta melt into the ground.

Every once in a while we'd fool around with someone, mostly because I really needed to get my dick up someone's ass. If Todd's dick was up MY ass at the same time, all the better!

Of course, not too many guys can handle either one of us, much less both of us. At this point, I'm up to 6'1 and 400 lbs., doing biceps curls with 300 lb. dumbbells, all that shit. And, yeah, the Bazooka keeps growing. Fully hard it's up to 14 inches now.

I'm happy to report Jason IS quite capable of handling us. He gained another 20 lbs., too. The three of us together are closing in on a thousand pounds so I had to get the bed frame reinforced and that was after Mom and Dad exiled me to the basement.

"Son," Dad said. "I think the flooring can handle you but, uh, well..."

I just laughed and clapped him on the shoulder.

"No prob, Dad," I said. "I like it down there!"

So now we can be a lot rougher!

Speaking of which, Todd's been bugging me to fuck him but I don't think he's there yet.

"You think you can break this?" he asked the other night, flexing his 57 inch chest.

I bent over and flexed my 32 inch arm next to his 29 inch quad. His eyes got big.

"You're getting there," I said. "But check this out."

I pointed at Jason and said:

"Yo, Bud, you want...?"

Jason, all 300 lbs. and 6% bodyfat of him, trotted over like a puppy.

"You want daddy to fuck you, little boy?" I asked.

So I did it.

Right there in the locker room.

I picked Jason up with one hand.

Sat him on my 14 inch dick.

And slid him up and down like he was my own personal fuck toy. Jason put his arms around my keg-sized neck to keep from falling off, which was just as well since his eyes rolled back in his head and he came close to passing out.

Eventually I put Jason back down.

"Anyone else want to go for a ride?" I asked the dozen or so guys, including Coach Jones, who were watching in slack-jawed amazement. No one took me up on the offer, including Todd, who, like all the others, had cum in his shorts.

"At the rate you're going," I told Todd. "It won't be much longer."

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06.01.07

Sixteen years old today, woo hoo!

My birthday present was Todd's ass and, Jesus, what a sweet fucking ass.

He's Jason size now, of couse, or close enough, 6'1 and 300 lbs. of rock solid muscle. It's fun to watch him walk through a crowd, at school or the mall or wherever. It's like he's some hypersteroidal Moses and they're the fucking Red Sea.

It's a bit trickier for me.

At this point I'm so big that it's kinda difficult to navigate grocery store aisles and elevators and escalators and moving sidewalks. I can't really get around people and they can't really get around me!

I guess it goes with the territory when you're 6'2 and 450 lbs. of gigantic muscle.

Every once in a while some big jock wants to give me some lip about taking up too much room. I tend to stay kinda covered up when I go out (most people can't handle it, I'm afraid) so I just pull up my sleeves and flex my impossibly huge, hard, vein-covered 30-inch forearms, the ones with the giant fists attached, and that usually shuts them up.

But back to Todd's ass.

I was kinda worried. The Bazooka hasn't slowed down any. How was his virgin manhole gonna take 15 inches of super thick cock?

Turns out I had no reason to worry.

Jesus, if my ass feels as good on his cock and his does on mine I should have been charging him rent! I could fucking take up residence in there and never leave!

Which may happen.

Todd's parents and mine have agreed that there's no reason he can't move into the basement with me.

I really can't imagine what that conversation was like.

God I'm looking forward to summer!

[Hope you don't mind the accelerated format; I figure a chapter per school year is about right at this point!]

Part 10: http://www.musclegrowth.org/forum/sh...ad.php?t=17259

[muscl4life]

It was another amazing chapter!

Congratulations, I love this kind of "journal" record of the growth.

Thanks!

Cheers

[Mad Dog]

I think it's hot, too! My, my all these boys growing muscle so easily... :3

[philat99]

Great journaling!
Mike

[chocomus]

i had no more praise words for this story. I've already used all I have and it would be repetitive, but DAMN!!!!!!!


HOT!!!!!!

yeah, that will do