New Story - Growing Old

[theardes]

Hi there and Happy New Year! Here is a story I wrote some time ago. Enjoy!



Growing old
-by Theardes

Part 1 - Two grown men

It was Saturday night. Outside the hot summer brought people to sweat but here inside the air conditioner was on, giving everybody a cool breeze. I was out at a local gay bar, going trough the types of guys beeing here. Tall, short, skinny, fat, huge, cowboy - some were dancing, some were at the bar taking a drink. All of them in groups or pairs, laughing, drinking and dancing with each other.

The only person sitting there alone was this one man at the bar. He was easy to be overlooked, sitting on the edge, sippimng on his beer and watching the joyful people arround him. He looked to be older then the rest of the people here, like 40 or something, with a beard, carrying a beer belly in front of him, looking through his glases arround the room. He wore jeans and a T-shirt and I tought: That?s him.

So I walked right to him. Let?s say that I?m not the youngest one either. I?m 35 but I don?t show it. Since I was 18 years old I?ve been eating healthy and working out 5-6 days a week. Today I wore thight fitting jeans that showed my great ass and big legs. The shirt I came in had left my body so this guy got a good look at my shelf like chest, my broad shoulders and my big arms. I took a sip from my drink and watched his eyes focus on my biceps as I drank. Then I sat next to him and spoke to him.

"Hi, I?m Patrick. Pretty hot in here isn?t it?" Which of course wasn?t true, for it was rather chilly when you weren?t dancing.

"Jack. Nice to meet you!" he held out his hand and I shook it, making sure he got a feeling of the strengh in my hands.

"Waiting for someone? You?ve been sitting here for an hour and nobody showed up. So I guessed: he?s solo or his date dropped him - either way this hunk is free to approach."

He smiled and blushed. Obviously it had been some time since he got a compliment like that.

"Well, I?m here to get somethink to drink, listen to the music and watch people going by."

"You?re not telling me you arn?t looking for somebody?" I let my pecs dance and saw him lick his lips involuntary.
Then I put an arm on his back and pulled us closer together.

"No, I?m willing to.." At that point I just kissed him and he gave in, turning right to me, kissing me back. I felt his hands go over my body as he squeezed my ass, felt the width of my back and grabbed onto my biceps. As we broke the kiss he looked confused and very happy.

"I think it?s getting late" I said "Care to come home with me!"

Of course he went with me.

On the way back home I lay my arm arround him and we kissed some more. I could tell he was hungry for love the way he held me, the way he kissed - there was hunger in his eyes.

I thought about the way we looked as we went to the nightly streets. A strange duo one gay being 1,85 with a broad back and muscles everywhere weighting 120Kg, while the other was kind of the opposite. Jack was taller than me (1,95 I guess) but he must have been somewhere arround my weight, but his mass was more in the belly region.

When we reached my house I let us in and told him to take of his shoes, get comfortable and wait in the living room for me. I went to the kitchen and came back with two beers, handing him one I said cheers and we drank upon each other. While I was sitting next to him we began to feel each other up and I asked him some things. I found out that he?d worked at a teacher at the highschool until they found out about his homosexuality and - with the excuse he had been stealing - kicked him out. The he had lived with his partner together for quite some time. They never went out, saw a lot of TV and both got really out of shape. One day his partner called from Las Vegas and said he?d just married the woman of his dreams and that his gay times were over. There was giggle on the other side of the phone and Jack just hang up. That?s when he started to go out again, but it had been some time he?d been in a gay bar and everything had changed. Tonight had been the fouth saturday and he never found somebody until today.

During this talk we both had undressed each other. Now we sat there, pulling each others dick and I made the suggestion to go to the bedroom, where I layed down and Jack pulled himself upon me. I felt his beer belly push don on my ripped abs, his hairy body scratching my hairless one and I kissed him. He went down again and felt my legs with his hands as he took my dick into his mouth and started to suck on it. I signed as I felt the familiar feeling of a hot tongue on it and I put my hand on his head, guiding him and stroking his hair.

He was doing a good job so I had to stop him and laid him on his back. My hands went over his belly (I`d never seen such a thing close up) and I licked his balls and dick before I sucked him as well. The sounds he was making showed me I did a good job and I stopped before he came. His face appeared behind his belly and he asked me: "Patrick, please fuck me."

"Nothing here to stop me."

I pulled a condom over my dick and lubricated it. Then I put his legs over my shoulders and slowly pushed into him. His hands grabbed on my biceps as he pulled onto me and let out a loud moan. I guess I must have been bigger than his former lover. SLowly at first he encouraged me to be more agressive and soon I was humping him like a huge musclebound bunny.

He came first, his white cum landed in thick globes on his belly. My head spun, my dick getting a thighter grip the moment he came and soon after that I filled my condon. I lay upon him, both of us breathing heavily. The sweat of the sex that lay behind us now glued us together in his sticky way, it smelled good and it was on us and on the bed. I slowly pulled out and took of the condom and put it into the litter than I lay on top of him, steadying mayself with my arms his hands were on in no time. We kissed and he licked the sweat of my pecs. I embraced him again and we just lay there until our heartbeat came down a little. We both got up and showered and ended up in bed, snuggeling.


Part 2 - The man and the boy

Still in bed we went over to talking.

"You know I came up to you this evening for particular reason." He looked at me, confused, while I went on "Something more than sex. As I?ve told you I?ve been big for quite some time, always working out and stuff. I like working out, no question and when I meet somebody it?s always me beeing the big guy, the guy in charge. What I?d love to do is change my role to be the passive one, you know what I mean?"

"I guess. I?ve always dreamt of beeing more dominant, you know like a macho with a muscular body and so. But I don?t see how you want to change that. I went to the gym two weeks ago and asked how long it would take me to get big and they told me about fifteen years for a man my age, most likely more than that even if I did everything right, from training to eating to who knows what."

"Don?t laugh at me!" I pulled a box from under my bed and opened it up, inside beeing a blue and a red pill."I found this shop downtown where they sell new age stuff. I was curious so I went in. After looking some time at the rings and what else they had this young woman came up to me and asked if she could help me. So I kind of told her my thoughts about this exchange, but she didn?t laugh, just said to come back the next day and bring 50 bucks. So I came back and she gave me these two pills and told me that the one to become more aggressive should take the red one and the one to become more passive the blue one. Then they should try to roleplay thier new roles and the magic would happen?"

Jack looked at me like I?d told him a christmas story and said Santa Claus was living upstairs. Then his face brought up a big grin "Well, we can try, can?t we?"

I went to the kitchen and brought a glass of water. Jack took his pill and swallowed, then I took mine and emptied the glas. Then we looked at each other: "Roleplay the new me, eh?" Jack got up and moved to the end of the bed, I got the idea and laid on my back, raising and spreading my legs "Be gentle, it doesn?t happen that often somebody enters that hole!"

Jack pulled a condom over his dick and slowly pushed into me. Like I said I was rarely fucked and it hurt, so he stopped but I told him to go on and soon he was all into me: "Fuck! You?re so beautiful Patrick!" He started to slide his dick in and out. I closed my eyes as pleasure began to flow through my body as Jack moved faster. I smelled the sweat on the bed, it was his, from when I fucked him and it smelled so good. Jack was really pounding my ass with more force I thought he could have. I pulled on my dick and when I came I felt Jack tense for a moment and then relax as he came as well.

Suddenly Jack pulled out and threw himself onto me. But he didn?t seem to be in control of his body as he was kind of rigid. At the same time I noticed I couldn?t move either. In trance I watched my body take his into my arms, him doing the same to me, our legs interwined, our heads pressed against eache other so I could look over Jacks shoulder. As if some invisible fource pressed us together. Then I felt warmth running throug my body. I felt energy coming from me and going into Jack, just as I felt something from Jack flowing into me. Our bodies seemed to change but I couldn?t tell what. Then it all went black.

When I woke up it was morning. The birds were singing and the light from the window fell upon us. I looked at Jack who woke up just yet and I just stared. Jack had changed. He was older. His hair was now almosst complete salt&pepper, the hair on his body seemed to have grown quite a lot. The belly was still there but it looked smaller and you could see the abdominals unter it, well on the side where there was no hair. His shoulders were broad, I guessed wider than mine. Huge muscles hang on his arms, his pecs formed a great shelf on his chest. As we stood up I noticed him being taller than yesterday. He also stared at me, that was when I turned arround and looked into the mirror.
Looking back at me was a guy arround twenty with a thight, but not very muscular body. I looked again, my tattoo being gone, I could see it on Jacks arm. I hadn?t shrunk that I could see, but my weight must have dropped to arround 70KG. I lost 50 KG and arround 25 years of age.
It was clearly Jack had gotten my mass and my age. He felt younder, more verile and his body was in a FAR better shape now, but his hair told his truth. When he stepped on my scale it went up to 155KG. "Fuck yeah!" He hit a double biceps pose to the mirror and got hard looking at the hulking stunning man looking back at him. Then he noticed his dick which looked to be slightly bigger than yesterday. He grinned and took one step towards me. Then he embraced me and kissed my lips. With tears in his eyes he said "Thank you". I was rock hard in a second.

"I know a way you can thank me." I said feeling his biceps. When I moved my hands onto his pecs and played with them I looked back in his face. He smiled, picked me up while I still felt his muscles and carried me back into the bedroom.

[muscl4life]

It's a very good story, I like when people post different twsits on muscle growth themes, very nice, keep up the great work!

[Mad Dog]

Not too shabby! Is this the complete story?

[arpeejay]

Very nice. It's a good stand alone but it could be carried on, too. Nice images, regardless!

xoxo

richard

[mutador]

Great Story !!! mature bearded and huge are my biggest turn ons!!!!
A continuation would be awesome, love to see what the man can do now with his improved physique

mutador