Uninvited By A_Lost_Prophet

[Greggrth]

Well, my friend still hasn't got his internet sorted out so once again I play the messenger. Here's a story he wrote with me in mind and asked me to post. It's his writing but I have his permission to post.
Enjoy.

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Uninvited...
...That pretty much describes him. Before opening the door I had to shut my laptop, I was half way through browsing for porn to get my evening fix, before I heard someone almost knock the door down. My dorm was small, none of us here were lucky enough to get a big room with walls thicker than sugar paper. It was like a narrow corridor with a single bed under book shelves (potential midnight death trap), a desk across from it, with just about enough leg space to walk between them width ways. I passed the faux oak wardrobe and something they call a bathroom, although I?m pretty convinced it?s just a closet with a shower and a shitter, how are you meant to have an orgy in there (kiddin?).
In my shuffle to the door the heavy fist pounded down on the door again. I was in no rush; I caught a glimpse of myself in the mirror, a tall lean body on display, wearing only my navy sweatpants, with a rather noticeable tent. I fixed my hair and grabbed one of my law books, hanging it between my legs as if I was causally walking around the room with it.
The knocking continued, this guy was fucking impatient. Stepping over my swim bag I reached for the handle and opened it the door, about a foot wide, enough to stick my head around. The door was flung wide open from the outside though, and I only just managed to dodge it as it swung and hit the wall with a dull quiet tap. Will charged in and sat himself on my bed; he lifted his bag over his head and set it beside him, and then just stared at me.
?What?? he said innocently, swinging his legs and knocking his knees together, and you know, having the brunette appear in my room and on my bed while I?m half naked, is in fact a dream come true, but my first thought was
?What the fuck are you doing here?? he ignored the puzzled tone in my voice and proceeded to undress, he removed the dark jacket, the sleeves slid down his thick concealed arms, as he made himself comfortable. He sat back on the bed and rested against the wall.
?Well, I needed a little help with that law assignment,? he said to me causally, rummaging around in his bag and pulling out a red folder ?and thought who better than my good buddy Gregory.? Wait, he knows my name?! Or at least to get it wrong and still be close. We?d never really had a conversation outside of class. The closest we?d gotten as friends (or more) were in lectures; I would stare, phase out of reality and go to a world where we were living together in Paris. Sexing it up until the afternoon and riding scooters, anyway...
He was in my tutor group, we?ve debated and discussed during the session but other than that, did I even exist to him? In those lessons I could watch him for the whole hour, the way he sat back so confident and relaxed, and how casual the educated words would pass those luscious lips with ease. But I disagreed with most because I needed to a reason to talk to him, even if it was just to butt heads.
?It?s warm today isn?t it?? he said removing his jumper, giving me a brief glimpse of the massive blocks of abdominal muscles that were hidden underneath, I felt the book thump as my cock twitched at the sight.
?It?s October.? I shot back.
?Warm for October,? he returned, ?Come sit down,? he asked patting the small patch of duvet next to him. I toyed with the idea of pursing myself between him and the wall. I wondered what he was playing at. Was this some joke, at my expense? Are his mates watching or listening in on this cackling away? Did he notice me staring at him in class and decided to toy with a poor lonely gayer?
?What ya reading?? he yanked the book from my hand and he flipped through the pages, my hard on popped up to attention. My hands patted it back down, in a frantic panic I leaned forward quickly grabbing another one from my desk but before I could cover myself again, warm hands squeezed it hard. Turning to look at him, he was looking back at me, hungrily, his eyes moving up my cut abs and the smooth curves of my chest.
?Looks like I came at the right time.? He said; his lips pursed together moistening them. He squeezed again and my body shuddered. My spine tingled and my pecs twitched. I leant forwards as he massaged my member, looking at his large hands, my eyes were barely open.
?I thought you wanted to study,? I stammered, struggling to get the words out as wave after wave of euphoria rippled through me with every clench. My head rolled back and I felt his lips nuzzle at my neck, kissing and pressing, working down slowly over my traps, licking between my pecs and teasing a nipple, up and around again. I moaned, whimpering more when he teased my neck with his lips, he caught on quick, and he knew where I liked it.
?What are you doing?? I tried to force him off me, why I don?t know. I mean this has been my wank fantasy for months now. I braced my hands on his thick solid shoulder and tried to force him away but he was too strong. He pinned me against the wall as I sat on the bed, I could feel the cold surface pressing into my bare back. His hands ran wild over my legs, curling under and squeezing at the muscle. He lent in further, pursing his body against and fed my legs around his waist. Scrambling to his feet he hoisted me up, pulling on my legs. Through his jeans, struggling for release I could feel the massive meat burrow into the soft valley of my arse cheeks. He was so strong, pinning me to the wall, holding me up with his massive bicep to grind his hips into my arse while his lip holding my head to the wall as he kisses me hard.
My hands wonder under his shirt groping and squeezing the granite hard pecs, thick and smooth they filled my palms. I looked down catching a view of those rock hard ripped abs and the brown treasure trail that rose up from the waist band. I pulled the bottom of his tee over his head, the rest still locked tight around those huge mounds that made his shoulder, tight enough to hear quiet tears in the seams. But I just had to gaze at the brunette?s beauty. His sweating cheat heaving, so ripped, I could see every fibre swollen with strength and stretching across the beautifully curved muscle, the same with the delts, three thick lines of muscle. Biceps bulging and veins pumped.
I reached down between my legs and pulled the buckle of his belt, furiously fiddling to get it loose. He pushed my hands away and pinned my body to the wall with the power of his abs alone. He reached under to his jeans and they dropped in second. Those big hands slide down my muscular thighs and around my bulbous arse. The fingers ventured under the waist band and felt the fact I was commando. Crept deep down in between and teased my rim, I writhed and struggled but it was no use, under his power I couldn?t move, immobile and moaning to the pleasure. They slide back up the waist band he pulled his hands apart the ripped open the fabric, I didn?t care the sooner I was naked with him the better. My body dropped an inch as his core muscled loosen their hold on me, I could feel the thick cock parting my cheeks, the large hot helmet probing my hole and in another drop my whole body had fallen on his thick member. The wet meat; drove deep and hard into my hole, stretching my taut rim and his balls banged against the base of my spine with that one invasion.
I screamed out in pain and pleasure, agony and ecstasy, he wasn?t wasting any time. He was desperate for release; I could feel his cock hardening and throbbing within me and he was pounding my tight virgin arse relentlessly. Pummelling my hole he smashed my back into the wall behind me, every thud echoed throughout the room, all his strength and power, he was ready to drive me through.
?Fuck, Greg, yea take it!? he called, voice muffled as he rested his head on my thick neck, driving his body forward and further into me. My hands braced against his biceps, I clamped onto them, squeezing tight but my fingers were pressing against rock hard muscle. In my arse the throbbing meat was thickening, getting harder spreading me wider. I could feel the balls that banged against my cheeks hit heavier and harder.
My fingers were forced open, my body getting lifted up the crumbling wall, the hard surface and rubble scraping against my bare back. My chest was weighed down as his jutting pecs began to crush me. Fuck me was he growing? I opened my eyes, the mounds of muscle on his shoulder began to rise, and swallowing his neck, rippling fibres swelled and his delts were leaner as they grew out. Those massive biceps grew rounder and pushed his arms open and my pelvis was pressed harder against the cold surface as his abs ballooned out. He was growing up as well I could feel him lifting me higher. Fuck me this was hot, watching his body, this ripped, lean, athletic body, flex out into a titan. Fucking unbelievable, I wanted to yell out in horror because of the reality but, I wanted his cock in me, and fucking me senseless, his strong massive body to dominate and abuse me. The muscular Greek god to lean over me, to be swallowed up and smothered but his thick rippling torso. After half a foot my back stopped dragging up against the wall but Will was still getting heavier against me.
Then something felt off, my hole, hot and wet with cum began to burn, and not a nice burn either. It was like I was sitting on an open fire. My whole body clenched, legs and arms wrapped around the muscle stud?s body, and clamping onto it. My arms hugged him as far as they could reach around his shoulders and I buried my face in his neck. I felt the pain tingle outwards and burn across my skin, all over my body. My heart was thumping against my chest, pumping out blood and with every beat I felt my muscles get tighter and heavier. Dropping my chin I watched my pecs balloon out, jutting forward and pressing against Will?s expanding chest, his whole body continued to grow inch by inch. My biceps thickened, in size and in strength, I could now struggle with him whereas before I was pinned down and helpless against his mighty strength, wrestling with his wandering hands. My legs gripped him harder as they grew steel hard and crushed him in return. My cock exploded, growing out too, I blew the hot load over our abs and chest, but thicker and harder it kept on going with a second wind. I reached between our hard pressed entangled bodies and touched myself, it was exciting ecstasy. I never felt pleasure like this before, it was so overwhelming!
His kept pumping his cock into me, hard and deep, wet from all the cum. It was sliding around effortlessly but eventually his body slumped forward as he gasped for air. A flood of warmth filled my hole as his cock grew thicker and harder in me, the waves of cum shot into me like a hose pipe, my body jerked but soon welcomed the torrents.
He dropped my body to the ground, my arse smacking the floor with a mighty thud. He stepped back and looked at himself, inches taller and thicker. He touched his sweat glistened body, groping his own pecs in excitement, aroused with every touch form his fingers that traced the ripped fibres. Flexing his biceps, he kissed the massive mound and my cock twitched again at the sight; his lips couldn?t even dent it or press in. He walked over to the mirror on the wardrobe door, flexing and posing. He turned this way and that, attempting to fit his immense bulk into the tiny, narrow mirror. From where I sat, I could see how his back bulged, all the many minor muscles pushing out of the skin they were hidden under, his arse, huge, hard and sculpted in the curve, the thickened legs, so defined and cut.
?What do you thick Greggy-boy?? his cocky smile grew as his held the back of his head and pursed his cheek against the round biceps. Lats shot out and spreading wider, this thick slate of muscle pumped out at a whim. He clenched his abs, all eight blocks of muscle hard and to attention above a cock at full mast
?What-the,? I could hardly catch my breath, turned on and bedazzled at him and at myself, my hard cock still twitching for attention. I looked down and found a muscular, athletic body attached my head. ?What did you do??
?Don?t look so hurt, you love it? he said starring at himself in the mirror from the side, the full frontal glory of his body facing me. ?I really needed to get that out,? he whooped reaching down to stroke his engorged monster, continuing to explain to me; bum sex makes him grow, and the other guy too. How, why, would anyone really give a fuck?
?Fuck me again? I begged
?Sorry bud, never go back to the same guy twice,? he said with a cocky grin, ?gotta stay big, and bigger than the rest? reaching down he grabbed my sweats and he pulled the feeble material over his thick legs, he left his jeans and briefs on my bedroom floor. They were useless now, would never fit his sculpted body, but then again, the fabric of my own clothes only just managed to stretch around his thick thighs. He struggled to pull it over his generously hung member without tearing it. He picked up his shirt, resting against his body, the naked skin clearly engulfed the outside; there was no way he?d fit in it so he didn?t bother with that either. With strain he drove his arm down the sleeves of his jacket, the material was as it max but the seams only strained and stayed together. ?Fucking hell,? I got up and walked over to him. Holding the end of the sleeves, which strangled his forearm, miles away from his wrist, I yanked the arm off without so much as a flex. Taking the other arm off helped him with his ?new? hooded body warmer. We managed to zip the bottom up, what with his narrow waist, but as it got higher, he only got wider. His pecs couldn?t be contained, and that was just fine with the both of us, I left the zip to hang half up his abs.
Just like that he kissed me goodbye and disappeared into the cold October night, a half naked titan strolling down the street and on display for all envious eye to see. Me? I stayed in that night clothe-less and adoring my new self.

[sexiscriptor]

fuuuuuuuuuuuuck, that was hot a fair number of typos, but they seemed to disappear (or become .less noticeable ;p) as the action got hotter

i wanna see will/whatever his name is break his own rule to fuck greg again. maybe he'd get super huge from the repeat effort

anyway, thanks for the sexy story, and thanks greggrth for posting it
~Ille