The Swimming Hole (Part 3)

[Jaypat]

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THREE


Discovering Jimmy’s secret proved a lot harder than I thought. Neither Jimmy nor any of his crew would say anything about it. They just kept repeating the growth spurt story, but there had to be more to it. There just had to be. But I had no idea how to find out what it was.

“What are we going to do?” I asked Kurt about a week later at lunch.

“Too bad they’re not still little. Then you could force them to tell you,” said Kurt.

“If they were still little,” I replied, “there’d be nothing for them to tell.”

“Oh yeah,” said Kurt. “Good point.”

“Maybe we could pay one of them to tell us,” I said. “How much money do you have?”

“About $22.50,” said Kurt.

“22.50? That’s it? That’s pathetic!” I said.

“Pathetic? How much do you have?”

“About $45.00…” I said averting my eyes.

“That’s twice what I have. That makes you twice as pathetic!”

“Ah… no, Kurt. It doesn’t work that way. I’m only half as pathetic. No, don’t try and do the math. You’ll give yourself a headache.

“So, together that’s…” started Kurt.

“$67.50,” I finished.

“Probably not enough to buy the secret of the century,” said Kurt

“Probably not,” I said. “So, if we don’t have money, we’ll have to buy it with something else.”

“Something else?” said Kurt. “What else is there?”

“I don’t suppose any of them are gay,” I asked.

“I don’t think so,” said Kurt. “Why?”

“If you have to ask, I’m not going to answer.”

“Oh!” said Kurt. “You were going to… Oh…”

“Yeah, well that won’t work,” I said.

“It’s too bad you are gay,” said Kurt. “Other wise you could just give Donny Henderson a copy of Rage of the Dead. He’s been going crazy waiting for that to come out. I bet he’d tell us for that.”

“Ok, usually I can follow you Kurt, buddy, but this time you’ve got me stumped. What does my sexuality have to do with the most anticipated video game release of the year?”

I knew Donny Henderson was a die-hard gamer but whatever else Kurt had in mind… I just didn’t get it.

“Jenna!” said Kurt like he’d just told me the sky was blue. If anything I was even more lost.

“What about her?” I asked.

“Jenna is a beta tester for Scared Soft, the company who makes Rage of the Dead. She’s had a beta copy for a couple of weeks now. She’s so stuck on you, you could probably romance it right out from under her.”

“I could,” I said, winking at him, “or you could.”

Kurt kind of looked at the ground and shuffled his feet. “Nah,” he said, “she barely knows my name. You were right; she goes for guys with guns.”

Damn. Did I really want to do this? I mean, I knew Kurt was right about one thing; Donny would sell his soul for a copy of that game. But what would I have to do to get it for him?

I wrestled with the idea for the rest of the day. But in the end I just had to know how those guys got that big—no matter what the cost. And at about 7:00 that night, I drove up in front of Jenna’s house.

I decided to keep it strictly business, to walk right up and just lay it on the table for her. I’d try to buy it first, and if the dizzying sum of 67.50 didn’t move her… Then I’d see what else it would take.

I rang the bell and waited getting more and more nervous at the seconds passed. I wondered if this is what straight guys felt when they rang a girl’s doorbell. But of course it wasn’t. They would probably have been hoping for exactly the opposite of what I was hoping.

The door opened and thank God it was Jenna who opened it. Imagine if it had been her dad. What would I have said to him? That was one situation I never expected to find myself in!

Anyway, at first Jenna looked surprised to see me. Then this kind of coy smile crept across her face as she looked me up and down and undressed me with her eyes. God, I felt so dirty and so cheep.

“Hi Matt,” she said.

“Hey Jenna,” I said. “Surprised to see me?”

“Not really,” she said. “I knew you’d come around sooner or later. Want to come in? My parents went out to dinner.”

That, at least, was a break. I stepped in and looked around. Nice house.

“Can I take your jacket?” she said.

There was no easy answer to that one. I wanted to say, “No, I won’t be here long.” But if she wouldn’t take the 67.50, I might have to be… and the jacket would certainly come off then.

“Sure,” I said, shrugging it off. As she took my jacket those eyes wondered over my torso again. I had deliberately worn a tight t-shirt, one that showed off my hard, bulging pecs and wrapped tightly around my large, cut biceps. My forearms were pretty ripped and corded, too. That’s right; I was using my overt masculinity as a tool to manipulate her. I’d like to say I wasn’t proud of myself, but I actually kind of was. And man, what an effective tool it was. I looked down at those carved arms of mine and Hell, if I’d been her, I’d have given me anything I wanted. And the appreciation was not hard to read in her face, too. At least she had taste.

“I’m sure you’re wondering why I stopped by,” I started. I figured this was as good of an opening as any for a business discussion.

But she didn’t say anything. She just dropped to her knees and started tugging at my fly.

“Hey, hey, hey, whoa there!” I said, trying to pull her hand away, but this girl was determined. No sooner did I pull one hand away than another one flew in to continue the job.

“Just a minute, sister,” I said, using both of my hands to grab both of hers. “We need to discuss terms.”

“Terms?” she said.

“Yup,” I said. “I’ve got something you want and you’ve got something I want.”

“Hunh?” she said.

“You want full, unrestricted access to man land, and I want…”

“What?”

“Rage of the Dead.”

“Oh, is that all,” she said, and dove back into my crotch.

And that, my friends, concluded negotiations.

After she practically ripped my pants open—she was unnecessarily rough and those were some nice pants—she asked me to remove my shirt. I decided to humor her. After all I really didn’t expect anything to happen on my part. She was, after all, a girl.

But when she released my little man from his cave, she began to use her hands and tongue to work a little magic on him. And man, I’m telling you it had to be black magic or voodoo or some shit like that because I’ll be damned if he didn’t start to respond.

In a matter of seconds I had a full fledge hard-on. What the fuck was happening? But oh fuck, it felt good. Damn, this woman new what she was doing! But, seriously, I defy any guy out there, gay or straight, to go through what I was going through and not get a serious hard-on. That tongue, those fingers, holy shit!

But just as my cock felt ready to explode, she disserted her post and started traveling up my ripped and muscled torso with her tongue. That was when I noticed she was naked! When the hell had she gotten naked! And then I realized I was naked too (although I had a much better idea how that had happened)!

Before I could react her tongue had reached my nipples and was dancing around them. HOLY SHIT! I was someplace I’d never been. And then she mounted me, taking me within her and squeezing.

FUCK! Now I knew what straight guys were always babbling about. It felt amazing in there! I came in seconds, almost at the same time she let out an ear-splitting squeal.

I was panting and covered in sweat as she rolled off me. I looked over and she was in about the same shape.

“Hi,” she said, just as some headlights spilled in through the front windows and made patterns on the wall, before winking out completely.

“Damn!” she said. “My parents are home!” Then she was shoving my clothes at me at the same time she was pulling on her own. “You gotta go!”

Panic hit me and I started dressing as fast as I could. She grabbed my arm and started pulling me toward the back door while I still only had one leg in my pants, forcing me to hop all the way through the kitchen. Before I knew it, I was lacing my Vans on her back steps. Suddenly the door opened up behind me. A moment of terror hit me as I was sure it would be her dad. But it wasn’t. It was her. She bent down, shoved something in my hand and gave me a quick kiss on the lips.

“Now get out of here!” she said.

I snuck around the side of the house and didn’t even look at the thing in my hand until I was stopped at a traffic light about 10 blocks away. It was the Rage of the Dead disc. I had done it, but at what cost? My cock wasn’t the only thing that gotten fucked back there. She’d done a pretty good job on my mind as well. What did all that mean? Had I really just had straight sex and liked it? Yup. Holy crap!

The next day at school I was not myself. If I had been I would never have walked up to Kurt and dangled the disc in front of him like I did.

“Holy shit!” said Kurt. “Where’d you get that?”

“From Jenna,” I replied, a little surprised at his question, “just like you said.”

“What do you mean just like I said?” asked Kurt.

“You know… I romanced it out of her.”

“You romanced her? You romanced my girlfriend?”

“Dude, yesterday you said she barley talks to you. Now today she’s your girlfriend?”

“It doesn’t matter. You know how I feel about her. How could you do this?”

“How could I do it? It was your idea!”

“No, it wasn’t!”

“Yes it was! You sat right there and said I could probably romance it out of her. Those were your exact words!”

“I also said I wanted to kill Rick Petersen when he asked her out, but you don’t see him lying dead in a pool of his own blood, do you?”

“I guess not. Look, dude, I didn’t mean anything. It was all for the cause.”

“The cause?” said Kurt, picking up the disc. “What exactly did you do? She wouldn’t have just given this to you? Did you fuck her?”

His question took me so much by surprise that I guess I turned red as I stammered, “No…of course not…”

“You did! You fucked her. Oh my God you fucked my girlfriend!” Kurt yelled entirely too loudly, loudly enough to draw attention to us. I looked around, and of course Greg Batson was sitting at the next table and once again he was giving me the glare-of-death. Terrific.

“Dude, I think you’re forgetting that I’m gay.” Or at least I thought I was. Maybe I was straight? I looked over at Greg again and sproing! Nope, not straight. Maybe I was bi?

“Oh yeah…” said Kurt, calming down, “…gay… It’s a good thing, too, otherwise you might have to beat the crap out of me.”

“Dude, don’t you have that backwards?” I said.

“With your arms? I don’t think so,” said Kurt. “But I’d have to go down swinging… as a point of honor.”

“Whatever, Kurt,” I said. “Let’s go find Donny.”

Donny wasn’t hard to find and we were right; He really wanted that game. As soon as I waved it in front of his face he practically started drooling.

“It’s yours,” I said. “All you have to do is tell me how you guys got so big.”

“I don’t know…,” said Donny, never taking his eyes off the game disc.

“Ok, if that’s the way you feel, I’ll just put it up on Craig’s List.”

“No!” shouted Donny. “Ok, I’ll tell.”

I was gambling that Donny wasn’t used to being so big yet. If he’d wanted to he could easily have just pounded me into a pancake and just taken the disc.

“I guess it’d be alright since you’re Jimmy’s friend and all, but you can’t tell anyone else, ok?”

“Ok,” I said.

“Do you remember that day when Jimmy broke Toby Mathew’s nose?”

“Of course,” I said.

“Well, we all kept bugging Jimmy to find out how he did it. At first he wouldn’t say anything but finally he took us down to the boy’s room – you know the one in the basement that stinks so no one ever uses it?”.

I knew the place.

“He took off his shirt and he was just huge and ripped underneath. He had a solid cut six Pack, hard defined biceps as big as softballs, round bulging, striated pecs, and huge traps and shoulders. No one could believe it. At first he would only say he was having a growth spurt. But we knew that was bullshit.”

“I know the feeling,” I said.

“So we kept bugging him about it and then he asks us if we want to be like him. Of course we said yes. So he had us all get our swimming trunks and meet him at the edge of the Hampton Woods. Then he blind folds us and leads us way deep inside to this pond or something, and he tells us we have to go swimming in it.

“Well, it was kind of cold and nobody really wanted to do it, but Jimmy takes off his clothes and one look at those ripped, bulging muscles and we all decided to try it. It was fucking freezing but if felt really good in a really weird kind of way. We only stayed in for about 15 mintues but when we got out we all looked… well better. I’d definitely lost some fat and I could just feel that my muscles were bigger. So we decided to keep going—everyday. And every day we’d just get bigger, buffer and stronger. It was awesome!”

“What happened to Pete?” I asked. “Why is he so much bigger than you other guys?”

“Oh that,” chuckled Donny. “That happened the last day we went there. It was just getting too cold to swim and we knew we probably wouldn’t be able to stay in more than a couple of minutes but we want to get one last swim in before the winter.”

“I can understand that,” I said.

“There was this one spot in the pond,” continued Donny, “out around the center where it was always bubbling.”

“Bubbling?” I asked.

“Yeah, just big bubbles of air just kept plopping to the surface.”

“What was it?” I asked.

“I don’t know,” said Donny. “The water was so murky you really couldn’t see far underwater. Any way it kind of freaked us out so we stayed away from it. But not Pete. He just kept trying to figure out what it might be. So that last day he decided to swim out there and check it out.

“So he gets there and swims down to try and see. But he pops up a minute later saying he can’t see a thing and he’s going to dive even deeper—as deep as he can. We’re all shouting for him to come back to shore because it was really cold and our teeth were already chattering. But he doesn’t listen. He just dives down again.

“We were standing there freezing our butts off for what seemed like forever. We actually started to wonder if he was in trouble or something when suddenly the water starts bubbling like crazy. Then Pete pops up in the middle of it flailing his arms around like he’s drowning.

“We couldn’t go in after him because we were already turning blue. We were shouting at him to swim to shore, swim to shore! But it didn’t look like he could hear us. He was just yelling and waving his arms splashing around. Then suddenly he just raised his right arm in the air and it just started getting longer! It was amazing. At first it looked a little weird and kinda creepy, especially when his veins started getting thicker. They kinda looked like vines crawling up his arm, but that wasn’t all—his arm was bulking up, too.

“It just kept stretching longer and longer and muscles just seemed to be rippling out of it making it bigger, fuller and bulgier. His biceps got fucking enormous! It was fucking amazing. It was just getting bigger and bigger and bigger. And we could see his neck getting thicker as his voice started getting really deep. His shoulders and traps were just inflating like balloons. In seconds they got incredibly huge and ripped. His yells were turning into roars and he was shouting, “Fuck yeah! Fuck yeah!”

“It was over in a minute, the thrashing, the bubbling, everything. And then he started swimming to shore. Those huge arms were just pulling him through the water incredibly fast. Then he stopped a ways out from the shore. For a second we couldn’t figure out what was happening; then we realized he was walking! His had gotten so fucking tall he was already touching bottom. .As he got closer to the shore he kept rising up and up out of the water. The first things we saw were his huge fucking shoulders, fucking ridiculously ripped and bulging out all over! Then up came pecs like bowling balls exploding out of his chest at least two feet in front of him. Water was cascading off them like fucking Niagara Falls. As he kept rising from the water we saw his arms and they were just massive— I’m talking cannon ball biceps with thick veins running all over them arced out to his side because his fucking back was too wide to let them hang at his side! And then we saw the water running off abs like a fucking brick wall.

“His swimming trunks were completely shredded, ripped apart by massive veiny thighs. They weren’t covering anything—I mean anything! And it was fucking gigantic—if you know what I mean—and he was pretty much naked. And so fucking tall… Well, you’ve seen him.”

“Yeah,” I said. “I’ve seen him.” And I continued to see him every day at the gym when I worked out. Bulging, ripped, gargantuan muscles just erupted out all over him everywhere you looked from head to foot. The only thing even remotely recognizable was his face, grinning down from the top of an immense body, an unbelievably powerful frame built entirely of incredibly massive muscles. It was impossible to see him and not stare.

Did I want that? Oh yeah.

“Did Pete see what was at the bottom of the pond?”

“He’s not sure. He couldn’t see too well. He said it was old and rusty and air was bubbling out of it. When he touched it, it just fell apart and all the air seemed to escape at once. After that happened he just raced for the surface, and the rest… well, you know the rest.”

“So where is this pond?”

“I don’t know,” said Donny. “Jimmy made us go blindfolded. But we’re going back in the spring, just as soon as we can. We all wanna get like Pete.”

“I bet you do,” I said.

I gave Donny his disc and went away to contemplate my next move.

“That’s insane!” said Kurt as soon as we were alone. “Are you trying to tell me there’s some kind of magic swimming pool out there?”

“I don’t know about magic,” I said, “But there’s something going on. I think it’s worth checking out.”

“Do you even know where it is?”

“It’s somewhere in the woods behind the back Hampton road.”

“The back Hampton road? Those woods go on for miles!”

“It can’t be that far in. We’ll have to search in sections.”

“Are you sure Donny’s not just blowing smoke up our butts?”

“Dude, what happened to them is not natural. Can you think of a better explanation?”

“Ok, but you better be right.”

It was getting dark kind of early those days so we couldn’t go searching after school. We had to do it on the weekends. It was not easy. The Hampton woods were not tame. There were hills and ditches and thick prickly bushes everywhere. We both got pretty scratched up. This was the first time I ever found myself grateful I’d spent that year in the Boy scouts. I still had my compass and I remembered how to use it. We’d have gotten lost plenty of times without it. I thought Kurt would whine and complain all the time, but it turns out he was as interested in discovering their secret as I was. We were both pretty obsessed. We’d have to be. We went searching weekend after weekend, even if it was snowing.

One day, we were out there in the woods. It was pretty cold and windy that day, if I remember, and the wind was whipping right through our jackets. We were so cold we had just about decided to call it a day early, when we saw this other guy trudging though the woods. He saw us, walked over to us and looked us up and down.

He was a strange cat. To start with he was really short. I doubt if he were even 5 feet tall. He looked like he might be somewhere in his late 20’s. He was wearing glasses and one of those hats that were fur lined and had flaps on the sides. His coat would have looked far more at home on Wall Street, rather than the middle of the woods.

“You boys lost?” he said to us in a rather nasally, whiney voice.

“No,” we both answered simultaneously. I reached into my pocket, pulled out my compass and waved it at him.

“We’re just out for a hike,” I said.

“Not the greatest weather for it,” he said.

“Merit badge,” I said. “We’re trying to earn a merit badge. What are you doing here?”

“Louis Poindexter,” he said. “I’m with the EPA.”

“The EPA?” we both said simultaneously again.

“You boys haven’t come across any environmental hazards during your hike, have you?”

“Environmental hazards?” we both said. Ok, that was the third time.

“What kind of environmental hazard?” I asked, alone this time.

“Anything,” he said. “Anything that looks like it might pose a threat to this natural habitat.”

The two of us looked at each other feeling kind of puzzled.

“I saw a candy wrapper back there,” said Kurt pointing vaguely in the direction behind us.

“Ah, thanks, kid, but I’m looking for something a little more threatening than that. Here’s my card,” he said handing us a business card. “Call me if you come across anything that looks seriously wrong.”

I looked at the card. It had his name, the initials EPA and a phone number. It looked pretty plain, almost as though it were made on a PC.

“Alright, boys,” he said. “Enjoy your hike, and keep your eyes open.” Then he trudged off into the woods.

I wasn’t quite sure what to make of Louis. I was pretty sure he wasn’t who he said he was. But whatever he was doing, it was his own business.

Every-so-often after that we would see Louis off in the distance trudging through the snow, looking for whatever it was he was looking for. He would stop, wave, and then carry on his way.

And it just kept getting colder and colder. We’d had more than a few snowy days by the time December rolled around and we finally caught a break.

We came across a chain link fence. It wasn’t new. It looked like it had been there for a while. It was rusty but still sturdy and strong.

“What’s this doing here?” I said. “A fence in the middle of the woods?”

“Seems pretty random to me,” said Kurt. “Who are they trying to keep out?”

“Us?” I suggested. “Let’s do our best to disappoint them. Come on.”

We climbed the fence without too much trouble and ventured further into the woods. We hadn’t gone far when we spotted a large pond through the trees. My heart started beating faster. Was this it? We rushed forward, breaking through the dead, brittle underbrush, crashing through like a couple of bulldozers. I was pulling off my jacket as I went. I didn’t care how cold it was. I wanted a taste of what Jimmy had. I could almost feel t hose muscles swelling up on me. We finally broke out of the woods—and stopped short. Fuck. I mean really FUCK!

The pond was frozen clean over.

I bent down by the edge. It looked like at least a foot of solid ice.

Fuck.

Next Part

[iceman75]

Well, great to see what we all thought was probably true, that the pond was what grew Jimmy and his friends, nice twist there to have the EPA guy there investigating and the pond frozen over, wonder if that means that the guys will wait until spring, or will they brave the cold and ice and try to get big right away? And how big will they get? Looking forward to more Jaypat!

[maximum360]

Awesome stuff! One question though: How'd it freeze solid? Sure, it could around the edges, but what about the "bubbles"? It would have to be well below zero degrees for moving water to freeze without making chunks or leaving a nice big hole in the center.

Probably just nitpicking.... awesome stuff, nonetheless! Epic love triangle, btw... cool plot twist, too

[Hanugumo]

Originally Posted by maximum360

Awesome stuff! One question though: How'd it freeze solid? Sure, it could around the edges, but what about the "bubbles"? It would have to be well below zero degrees for moving water to freeze without making chunks or leaving a nice big hole in the center.

If you read the story again, you'll probably know the answer to that in the "interogation" of Donny. Whatever was making those bubbles had spilled it's complete content into the pool after it broke apart from Pete's touch.

[muscl4life]

Heh, are they going to have to wait until the end of winter?

It could be worse, can you imagine if they lived in Westeros? The winter season lasts for at least a decade!

(Yeah, I'm a geek for those books too, and the TV series is not as bad as most of the readers say...)

Back to the story, over the years I've learned that Jaypat's stories will bring out the best solution, so don't waste your time trying to guess what happens, you will be amazed with anything he comes up.

Cheers

[Greggrth]

God I've missed your stories, only just caught up with this one and every part has been better than the last ! I really enjoyed the part with Jenna funnily enough, mainly because of the questions and confusion it rises, not gonna say I relate EXACTLY to it, but I've had similar experiences, really brings that extra depth to your characters.

Also, why do I feel like it was a bad idea telling Kurt about the pool? Doesn't seem like he can keep a secret ^_^;;;;

Either way, looking forward for the next part.

[nvb2]

Still craving more of this one. Thanks for another great part, Jaypat!

[darkluster4]

Jaypat you pill! I was wanting more to begin with, but now you're just teasing. I'm gonna pop from anticipation.

Can you at least give us a general idea as to when the next chapter will be done?

[xboy]

hope to continue it soon!

[michaelv2]

What a great story! The dialogue is brilliant and so is the mystery. Putting our protagonist into the role of the harlot - willing to do anything for the secret - was amazing. I have to say it looks like the bubble has been popped at the muscle growth pond, but we shall see...

[Jaypat]

First I'd like to say thank you everyone for being so patient. Life is not giving me as much time to write as it used to. I promise to get these out as frequently as I can.

Originally Posted by iceman75

Well, great to see what we all thought was probably true, that the pond was what grew Jimmy and his friends, nice twist there to have the EPA guy there investigating and the pond frozen over, wonder if that means that the guys will wait until spring, or will they brave the cold and ice and try to get big right away? And how big will they get? Looking forward to more Jaypat!

Yeah, I pretty much figured the title would give that away. I know the pond is frozen, but you know what they say: Where there's a will, there's a way.

Originally Posted by maximum360

Awesome stuff! One question though: How'd it freeze solid? Sure, it could around the edges, but what about the "bubbles"? It would have to be well below zero degrees for moving water to freeze without making chunks or leaving a nice big hole in the center.

Probably just nitpicking.... awesome stuff, nonetheless! Epic love triangle, btw... cool plot twist, too

As the next poster pointed out the bubling did stop after Pete's little adventure. ...and the posibility of a few below zero days is not out of the question.

Originally Posted by Hanugumo

If you read the story again, you'll probably know the answer to that in the "interogation" of Donny. Whatever was making those bubbles had spilled it's complete content into the pool after it broke apart from Pete's touch.

You got it, buddy!

Originally Posted by muscl4life

Heh, are they going to have to wait until the end of winter?

It could be worse, can you imagine if they lived in Westeros? The winter season lasts for at least a decade!

(Yeah, I'm a geek for those books too, and the TV series is not as bad as most of the readers say...)

Back to the story, over the years I've learned that Jaypat's stories will bring out the best solution, so don't waste your time trying to guess what happens, you will be amazed with anything he comes up.

Cheers

Ok, no presure there.

Originally Posted by Greggrth

God I've missed your stories, only just caught up with this one and every part has been better than the last ! I really enjoyed the part with Jenna funnily enough, mainly because of the questions and confusion it rises, not gonna say I relate EXACTLY to it, but I've had similar experiences, really brings that extra depth to your characters.

Also, why do I feel like it was a bad idea telling Kurt about the pool? Doesn't seem like he can keep a secret ^_^;;;;

Either way, looking forward for the next part.

Thank you, it's nice to be missed. I'd like to say I'll be contributing more often, but life is not easing up.

I'm glad you liked the bit with Jenna. I thought the idea of a reverse sexual identity crisis was kind of fun. Not sure exactly where it's going to go yet, though.

Originally Posted by nvb2

Still craving more of this one. Thanks for another great part, Jaypat!

I'm glad you still want more becasue there's still more to come.

Originally Posted by darkluster4

Jaypat you pill! I was wanting more to begin with, but now you're just teasing. I'm gonna pop from anticipation.

Can you at least give us a general idea as to when the next chapter will be done?

Sometime before the turn of the century. Actually, I didn't really write this one in order. So, the next part is practically done. Expect it within a week.

Originally Posted by xboy

hope to continue it soon!

I think I can guarantee that.

Originally Posted by michaelv2

What a great story! The dialogue is brilliant and so is the mystery. Putting our protagonist into the role of the harlot - willing to do anything for the secret - was amazing. I have to say it looks like the bubble has been popped at the muscle growth pond, but we shall see...

We shall indeed.

Thanks again everyone for all your support and patience. I love your comments. Keep 'em coming. How else will I know if I'm doing a good job?

[darkluster4]

Originally Posted by Jaypat

Sometime before the turn of the century. Actually, I didn't really write this one in order. So, the next part is practically done. Expect it within a week.

ohboyohboyohboyohboyohboyohboy!!!

[Otaru_grower]

I like that you are sticking with an actual plot after the hotness that was part 2. It really is becoming quite a story. Good writing. I like the characters and I look forward to them breaking the ice.

[RyBearATL]

Just to chime in - I'm really liking this too, and glad to hear we're near another chapter!!

[Aronymous]

Somehow I really like Jimmy, I feel some kind of sympathy for him. Don't know why haha.
Can't wait for the next part!

[philat99]

It's great to read a story with a great plot with twists and turns and intrigue. I look forward to future chapters of what may turn into a saga!!!

[chocomus]

Damnit, they were so close!!!!

great story!

[darkluster4]

Ok, so now the question I have is, who can I get to illustrate this story? (and the others. )

[theseventhwave]

Love this story. Can't wait to read the next part.

[dartagnan]

Can't wait to read more! Hope it will be here sooner than a week!! Can't wait to know more about Pete too...