Spice Part 23

[Mad Dog]

by Mad Dog and Mr. X

Part 1
Part 2
Part 3
Part 4
Part 5
Part 6
Part 7
Part 8
Part 9
Part 10
Part 11
Part 12
Part 13
Part 14
Part 15
Part 16
Part 17
Part 18
Part 19
Part 20
Part 21
Part 22

Dan awoke the next morning to still find his cousin sleeping on him, quite soundly at that. He smiled and thanked goodness today happened to be one of the days he DIDN'T wake up with a gigantic morning wood. He didn't think Phil's heart would be able to take it! He sat there for a while just looking at Phil. He had shown up about 5'3" and probably only barely above 100 lbs. He had developed a good eye for that sort of thing. He wondered how well that quarter dose of spice worked, since his current position was a terrible vantage point to spot any changes.

It took a few minutes, but Phil gradually stirred, shifting atop Dan's huge torso, before finally waking up. "Mmm...." he murmured, his eyes fluttering to keep out the light. Then he became a touch more aware of the situation, and gave a start, as he saw the massive expanse of flesh beneath him. But the previous night came flooding back, quickly followed by rushing joy. It wasn't a dream! He turned his head, as much as he could, trying to find his big cousin's face. "Morning, big guy..." he murmured happily, giving up trying to find Dan's head over the huge expanse of his pecs. Phil thought he might have seen a bit of hair from the top of Dan's head, but wasn't quite sure. It was early, he had the biggest arms on the planet around him and the biggest body beneath him, and beyond that, not much else mattered.

"Mornin', cuz. Better get up and greet the day!" he exclaimed as he carefully put his cousin down from his perch and raised himself up out of the bed, stretching his huge muscles after the rejuvenating sleep.

Phil watched Dan stretch, the massive muscles sliding and stretching, some growing long while others bunched up. It was mesmerizing, and he only got out of the bed himself after Dan had finished. With a soft smile on his face, Phil stood up, and gave a short stretch of his own. Dan thought he could see a very small difference in Phil. It was barely noticeable, but given how small Phil was, it seemed to show up a bit more. He thought Phil might have gained half an inch of height, possibly ten or fifteen pounds. He was still thin, of course, but didn't look so emaciated. There were even the outline of some very flat abs, under the skin. Phil, for his part, hadn't noticed yet, it seemed.

Dan smiled. Success! If he could keep this up for a while, he could pass it all off as the results of Phil's workouts. Dan, you're a genius! he thought to himself. "Well, my dad should be coming home soon. He insisted on cutting his trip short when I told him you were in trouble," he explained.

Phil looked surprised. "Really? I mean, he didn't have to do that, and..." Phil's voice trailed off, and his eyes looked misty. He wrapped his thin arms around Dan's powerful waist and gave the big man a fierce hug. "Thanks. Thanks for caring about me..."

"How could I not? You're my cousin... you're family... Maybe dad will let you stay here with us from now on... Do you think your family's gonna come looking for you?"

Phil choked out a scoff. "I doubt it. It's not like I snuck out." He buried his face in Dan's huge chest, and Dan thought he felt a warm tear drop down his abs. "Let's not talk about them, okay. They're the past, and this is the present... That bullshit is all over now..." He hugged Dan a moment longer, then pushed off. "So, how about some breakfast? I bet a big guy like you must be starving. Sleeping eight whole hours without eating?" Phil was smiling, despite the wetness and redness in his eyes.

Dan smiled back and ruffled Phil's hair. "You betcha! And... well... we're both guys, so I guess it's okay to talk about it: I definitely got some blue balls!" he chuckled, cupping himself. His manhood overflowed even his huge grip!

Phil's eyes widened as he watched the bulge in Dan's underwear strain against the fabric as the big man gripped it. He choked on his own breath as he saw the big python under the fabric begin its own morning stretch, thickening visibly, pushing the fabric outward and downward. Phil turned red again, as he nodded. "Oh yeah. Um, of course, and..." his voice trailed off as he watched Dan's huge dick stretch further. "How big is that thing?" Phil gasped in shock, watching the barely-covered beast writhe and swell.

"Sure you wanna know?" he asked with a smirk. "Cuz once you know, I dunno if you'll stop thinking about it!" he chuckled. He wasn't being arrogant. He just knew how much of a horndog a repressed gay teen could be. His cock was gonna be on Phil's mind for a while, it seemed!

Phil nodded, his eyes glued to the monster in Dan's underwear. "I... yeah... I want to know. I... damn... I mean, it's over a foot at least, and that's totally soft. Got to be fifteen or sixteen now... or no... seventeen..." Phil's voice trailed off again, and he finally ripped his eyes away, looking up at Dan. "That thing is unreal! It's... you're... you're massive everywhere!"

Dan blushed. "C'mon, don't act like I'm a god or anything... I'm just a kid, like you! Just got some good genes, is all," he said, flaring his lats a bit for show. "And for your information... you're guessing way too low," he added with a wink before he scampered to the kitchen.

Phil remained behind a moment, the flaring of Dan's thick lats having distracted him, as the image of them swelling outward, like thick wings of muscle, remained in his mind, as the sound of Dan's thundering footsteps receded. Phil recovered, and hurried toward the kitchen, wondering how on earth seventeen inches could be "way too low" a guess for a dick. Porn stars didn't have seventeen inch dicks. Heck, he didn't even think horses did! He watched Dan rummage through the fridge, the big man bent at the waist, his big cock pushing outward in his underwear. Phil walked to the table and sat down slowly, still staring at Dan. "Umm... twenty?" he asked at last, as Dan began to pull food from the fridge.

"Still low!" Dan chuckled as he started making eggs. He had become a good cook since he'd had to learn how to make food for himself after turning himself into such a musclebeast that seven meals a day seemed light to him. "And don't forget, today's the start of your bodybuilding. We're gonna pump you up, Phil! How big you wanna be?"

Phil watched Dan cook. Low? Twenty inches was three times as much as the average man! Maybe a bit more! The talk of bodybuilding pulled his mind away. "Uh, how big? Well, um, like I said, I got the short end of the puberty stick. So I guess I'll be happy with whatever I can get." He let himself briefly imagine himself bigger, stronger, manlier... "I mean, I can't imagine being a quarter your size. Or half. Or even as big as you! It's impossible..." his voice trailed off as he considered Dan's massive size again, in every dimension. He took a stab in the dark. "Two feet?"

"Heh... two feet... yeah, right..." Dan chuckled, still preparing breakfast. "That's cute... More than that, little dude." He liked teasing Phil like this. He was gonna grow up soon to be a nice, big stud, so he wanted to do it while he could! "Twenty-six inches, okay? I got a twenty-six inch cock. And I dunno if I'm done growing!" he chuckled.

"Twe... sixxxx...." Phil gasped, his eyes nearly bugging out. He felt a little faint, and was glad he was sitting down. "How... how the hell do you have sex with that huge thing?" His mind flashed to an image of a man impaled on Dan's huge cock, and then he imagined himself in that position as well, and felt his ass twitch beneath him. He closed his eyes and took a deep breath. "And still growing..." He steadied himself on the table. "You really are a mutant... just got a power that doesn't usually show up in the comic books!" Phil giggled, his geeky side expressing itself, as his mind fled from the possibility of any human male having twenty-six inches of fucktool. It was too unreal. Phil was hard as a rock, of course, his own modest six painfully erect.

"Heh, yeah, a real X-Man!" Dan joked, finishing with the eggs and shoving some in front of Phil. "You like those too, huh? Comic books are pretty sweet. What else are you into? It's been so long since we've had a chance to catch up!"

Phil giggled, and ate a forkful of egg. "I don't know. Mutants might not be hated and feared if they all looked like you." He suddenly blushed, and looked down at his eggs again, and took a few more mouthfuls, regaining his mental balance. "As for the rest, you know, the usual. Games, anime, movies, all that stuff. A little programming on the side. A bit of drawing and clay too, when I can get my hands on the supplies..." He looked up. "You too? Or do you spend every spare moment in the gym?" He chuckled.

Dan laughed. "Nah, I find time for fun stuff, too. All the stuff you mentioned, actually! We can stop buy the store and buy some movies and games and stuff after your workout! It'll be fun having you here, just like a brother!" Dan exclaimed, truly excited to have Phil there. Then he heard the front door open... Dad was home!

Phil's fork stopped midway to his mouth, as he saw Peter and Colin enter. While neither were as big as Dan, both were huge men in their own right. Colin could have passed simply as a large, but still fundamentally "normal" bodybuilder. Peter, of course, at 550 solid pounds, was beyond that. Phil's eyes were wide as he gasped "What the hell is in the water here?" He then blushed, and tried to stand, but found his knees a bit wobbly. "Um... hi, Uncle Pete..."

Peter scooped the boy in his arms and held him tight, saying how worried he was and how everything would be fine. Colin looked a bit uncomfortable, not having met any of Peter's extended family yet, but still being supportive. "Dad... I don't think Phil's family is a good place for him to be anymore..." Dan said solemnly.

Phil hesitated, then put his own arms around Peter, feeling the massive man hold him tight. "Please let me stay, Uncle Peter... I'll help around the house, whatever. Just don't send me back. I can't go back..." Phil could feel the tears welling up again, and tried to keep them down, not wanting to start that all over again. He wanted to look forward, not back.

"Of course! You can stay here as long as you want to, Phil. We'll enroll you in school here, if that's what you want, too! I could slug my good-for-nothing brother in the face, he was always such a homophobe!" Peter blabbered, emotional. It was around that moment that Phil started to put two and two together with his Uncle Peter and the strange man he'd arrived with.

Phil pulled back a bit, surprised. "You too, Uncle Pete?" He looked at Colin, then back at Peter. "Wow. Um, that's pretty incredible... and uh..." He looked at Colin. "Hi. I'm Phillip Stockwell. Your uh... guy's... nephew."

Colin grinned back. "I'm your uncle's boyfriend, Phillip. Nice to meet you."

"See, Phil, nothing unusual about being gay! Seems we're all gay here!" Dan laughed, finding the whole situation pretty funny. Who would've guessed?! Seems there was a major gay gene going around in their family... not that he was complaining! "I think Phil was telling me he's had enough hashing the sordid details for the moment, though, Dad," he said. "I was just gonna take him to the Muscle Pit to take his mind off of everything."

Peter grinned as he released Phil. "That sounds like a great idea, Dan. I know everyone in this household likes to blow off a little steam lifting iron sometimes. And the Muscle Pit actually has enough weight for us to use!" He gave Colin a wink, and the younger man grinned. Peter turned back to Dan. "You think you can take care of things yourself, Dan? Or do you want Colin and I to join you two?"

"Just us boys," Dan said with a wink, putting a heavy, huge arm around Phil as if to swallow him up. "I might have some stuff that could fit him somewhere in the boxes of old clothes from a while back..." he said. They had saved all their old clothes to give to charity, but they always forgot to. Dan was sure there was an old gym uniform in there Phil could fit into.

Phil grinned. "Thanks for the offer, Uncle Pete. But I'm pretty sure Dan can keep me on track. He looks like he knows what he's doing." Phil laughed a little, and then grabbed the plate of eggs, and finished them quickly. "Man, I'm hungrier than usual this morning. Must be from not eating much yesterday..." He let out a small burp as he finished, and grinned. "Let's get those gym clothes then, and head on out to this Muscle Pit you all keep talking about. Sounds like a fun place..." Dan couldn't help but notice how much more at ease Phil seemed, compared to the previous night.

They found the shorts and shirt which were only a little baggy on Phil, thanks to the fact that he was still shorter than Dan was at the start of all this and a few pounds lighter still. Dan got on a muscle tee and some shorts and he drove them over to a building at the edge of town and guided him to some stairs that led to what looked like a basement door. Above the door was a faded sign that said "MUSCLE PIT" in bold letters. Dan crouched and turned sideways to enter, the clanging of weights and the smell of men and musk permeated the place. There wasn't any A/C and the body heat of the men at work had raised the temperature about 15 degrees above normal. "This is a pretty good hardcore gym. Some of the firemen and cops and stuff lift here. Only place that would agree to order the weights I like to use!" he explained, flexing a bicep.

Phil watched the massive bulge of Dan's arm rise. He didn't think he'd ever get accustomed to how massive his cousin had become. They walked down into the pit, and Phil's eyes widened. There were big, brawny men everywhere, pushing up weight, sweating, grunting. It was heaven, and also terrifying all at once. Phil felt frozen in place, not sure what to do.

"Hey, fellas! This is my cousin Phil!" Dan bellowed above the clanking and the men who were lifting stopped what they were doing to look over his way. "He says he wants to start building some muscle, so how 'bout we all give him a big welcome!" The men smiled at that and bellowed their own greetings, waving at him and giving him other signs of welcome and encouragement. Just like that, Phil's huge cousin had managed to break the ice!

Phil grinned shyly, surprised by the friendliness in the room. He waved awkwardly, and a few men laughed in a friendly way, and went back to their workouts. Phil turned to Dan. "Wow. That's um... surprisingly non-jerk-ish. Who knew a real gym was so much cooler than a high school one?" He grinned. "But you know, I still don't really know what I'm doing. I did PE before, and all that, but well, uh, I didn't really know what I was doing..."

"Dude, I'm gonna be your trainer, don't sweat it!" Dan smiled. "Besides, if I'm not around any one of these dudes is cool enough to answer any question you might have. Don't be afraid of 'em just cuz they have muscles... cuz they're a lot smaller than mine!" he laughed. "C'mon, let's get you to your first station."

Phil nodded, deciding to just trust his huge cousin and go with the flow. "So, uh, what first?" he asked, a bit bewildered as he looked at the stacks of weights, bars, benches, and whatnot around the pit. He'd done gym at school, but this place was a whole other level. He watched a pair of big men in one corner squatting, the larger one easily 300 pounds, a sweat-soaked tee shirt with "POLICE" on it stretched across his massive back. "I'm kind of surprised such a small town has so many big guys. Or do most towns have pits like this, hidden away?"

"I guess you could say there's a bit of a bodybuilding community here," Dan said, laughing nervously. He'd dosed a few men here and there, most egregiously the cop that Phil had trouble tearing his eyes off of. Dan gently instructed Phil through several basic exercises, showing him proper form and breathing. While Phil was occupied with that, he got his own workout in, lifting the insane poundage that no one else in the gym could even touch. They had to order specially-made bars that could handle the ridiculous weights that Dan and his family threw around!

Phil concentrated on his own workout, to the extent possible. It was easy to get distracted, with all these huge, muscular, hot, men... and of course Dan... Dan the most massive man in the gym, despite being younger than anyone else there, except Phil, who was two months younger. The way Dan's muscles moved, bulging and stretching, the already thick veins becoming plump, filling with blood, Dan's big body swelling as he pumped up, sweat trickling down his huge body... Phil had to stare down at himself, to force himself to pay attention to his workout. Otherwise, he'd never get anything done in here, and then he wouldn't have to think about being one quarter Dan's size, because he'd never get to one sixth... So Phil lifted. His muscles aching, protesting. He felt strong though, stronger than before, anyway. He marked it down to excitement, and motivation. As he felt the sweat slide down his temples, he started to grin a little.

Afterward, Dan and Phil walked over to the showers. Dan started stripping down and looked over at Phil's slack-jawed expression. "You'll be able to shower here, right? Otherwise you're gonna stink all over the place!" he teased.

Phil nodded slowly, and began to pull off his own sweaty clothes. He tried not to stare as Dan undressed, but it was impossible to avoid it entirely. And when Dan pulled off his tight underwear... Phil gasped audibly, staring at the big dick that flopped out, an impressively large piece of meat, despite being soft. Phil realized that Dan was "a grower" as they said, and realized that his dick could very well reach twenty-six inches...

"Hey, not too bad yourself, man," Dan said, looking at Phil's six inch erection that proudly stood up despite Phil's own embarrassment. It was so turned on, it was even leaking a bit! "I thank you for your compliment!" he chuckled.

Phil turned bright red, but then grinned. "Well, it's not like you don't know I'm gay..." He walked over to a shower, and turned it on. "And don't think I didn't see Mr. Muscle Cop giving you looks... It was very hot..." He chuckled, as he began to soap up his thin body. His muscles ached, but they were harder and more pumped than he'd ever experienced before, and the hot water felt wonderful on them.

"Well... don't say nothin', even though it's technically legal, but... me and Mr. Muscle Cop fucked a week or so back," Dan giggled, taking up two whole shower heads beside his small cousin.

Phil giggled, imagining Dan fucking the powerful officer. Or was it the other way 'round? Phil's mind quickly turned quite pornographic, and he had to turn and look up at the showerhead, as visions of Dan and the cop filled his mind, two big men fucking away, powerful bodies intertwined. He groaned softly, and then quickly closed his mouth, hoping the sound of the shower had drowned it out. He couldn't believe he was letting his mind get away from him like this!

"Heh, you were getting off on the thought, huh?" Dan asked, quite attuned to filthy guttural noises like that. "It's okay, no one's around... and even if they were, I'm preeeetty sure half the guys who come here are at least bi-curious..." he added with a wink.

Phil was mortified, but he relaxed at Dan's gentle teasing. He turned and shot right back. "And I'm guessing you'd notice huh? See who's checking out big Dan, the stud of the gym?" Phil's grin widened. "See who might be worth dragging off to the steam room?"

Dan smirked. "Something like that. Get big enough and you might get those stares yourself!" he said, upping the ante of the tease! "And I believe all you have to do is want it badly enough. How badly do you want to be BIG, cousin?!"

Phil's reserve broke down. "I'd give anything to be big, Dan. Massive. As big as you... bigger even!" Phil's grin grew, and he leered at Dan. "I want it so bad that I think I'd do just about anything for it!" His hard cock bobbed in the water, itching to shoot.

Dan decided that Phil deserved to be rewarded for being so honest and flexed into a massive most muscular, almost popping a fuse in Phil's muscle-addled brain and causing his cock, which had been teetering on the edge, to burst! His cum shot up against the tiled wall and ran down to the swirling water in the drain. "'Atta boy! Just gotta keep liftin'!" Dan encouraged him.

Phil groaned as his dick emptied its load, the most intense orgasm he'd ever felt. He didn't even have to touch himself, although he found his hand reaching down to grip and squeeze his hard dick, feeling it shoot out the last of his load. He took deep breaths, and finally got his body under control. He looked over at Dan, and grinned. "That's almost cheating, you know. Doing that to me. Someday, I'm going to be huge, and have my revenge. Flex and make you blow your load, big man..." Phil laughed.

A glimmer shined in Dan's eye. "I'm gonna hold you to that, future-stud," he growled, giving his soft dick a long, firm stroke. Phil was gonna grow into a really hot dude one day!

[muscl4life]

Heh, I am glad to realize Cousin Phil might be the "little brother" that Dan needed so badly. Very hot chapter, hope to read more from you guys!

Cheers

[Maverick0095875]

good damn job man

[xboy]

anotehr good chapter!

[chocomus]

damn hot!!!