The Mentor: Part 1 -- The Bargains

[Corwin]

Jen Matthews writhed and bucked into the sex god that fucked her as no
one had ever fucked her before. Her head spun as she orgasmed
uncontrollably, screaming in ecstacy and clawing at the thickly
muscled and hairy chest that pounded into her ample breasts. It
wasn't the bodybuilder caliber body of the man that turned her on, her
boyfriend was bigger, more chisled and harder that this fuck, but the
man's cock that he had named "Mr. Fantastic". She had scoffed at him,
saying that her boyfriend was the most magnificent lover she had ever
had. When he said he was better, she dared him to prove it. She told
him her boyfriend was the jealous type, and both knew of his strength
and power, but he didn't seem to care. She touched him then, and her
doubts vanished as she felt an abundance of man organ. She had to see
if he was as good as he said. He was better.

Jen, her boyfriend Clint and the man screwing her senseless, Jim, all
worked in the advanced research division of PharmTech. Clint headed
the division working on sports performance. Jim was in charge of
research into drugs to enhance sexual performance. Jen was no fool.
She knew both were insanely competitive, and both had obviously
secretted some potential product. Clint said he had joined a gym, but
that hardly explained gaining 100 pounds of ripped muscle, pushing his
weight above 320 with 4% bodyfat. And now she was experiencing Jim's
"Mr. Fantastic".

Jim never had problems getting fucked. He started working out at 13.
He entered his first competition at 17, and won the national teen
championships twice at 18 and 19, coming in second when he was 17.
His 56 inch chest, 21 inch arms, ripped abs and 31 inch thighs turned
on men and women alike, and Jim had taken advantage of it. He loved
the looks on their faces as he slowly stripped off his clothes,
twisting and flexing his muscles. He would start with his shirt,
unbuttoning from the top to reveal his rounded pecs, perfectly formed.
He'd bounce them, then flex hard showing striations in the muscle,
thick veins feeding life-giving blood his hurculean chest, and a deep
ripple between his upper pec shelf and his lower pecs. He'd then lift
his shirt, flexing his brick-like abs. After he finished unbuttoning
his shirt, he'd twist, flaring his wing-like back as he pulled the
shirt over bowling-ball sized delts. His arms now free, he'd flex his
21 inch guns, bringing the huge bicep to his lips and kissing them.
"Fucking huge," he'd whisper, offering his pumped gun to his partner
for them to worship. Most jumped at the chance, and some heavy
kissing would ensue. Often, they'd rip Jim's clothes off and the
fucking would begin. Some, like Jen, refused the offer. "Clint's are
29 and growing," she said. Jim pressed on. He flexed his thigh,
showing how the denim needed to stretch but still reveal thick cords
of muscle in his quads. He unbuttoned his pants, rubbing his hand
over hard abs with no bodyfat. While flexing, he forced blood into
his cock, keeping it soft but forcing it larger to make a substantial
bulge. Lowering his pants was another opportunity to flex his wide,
thick back. He'd pause, struggling to get the tight fabric over his
diamond-like calves. Finally, he'd stand, put one foot forward and
shake his massive quads before flexing into a hardened landscape of
ripped muscle and thick veins.

Jen yawned. "Ya know how skinny you look compared to Clint?" she asked.

Jim grimaced. He knew. That was why she was there. Jim was use to
being the number one muscle god. He knew Clint had a secret. Hell,
no one got that big that fast without something. He just needed to
convince Jen to get it for him. Jim's secret weapon was
"Mr. Fantastic."

The Fantasic project, as he thought of it, was an accident. Two of
his research teams had interesting ideas. One was a pharmaceutical
that enhanced the male organ. It worked like viagra, but also
lengthened and thickened the penis. The second group divised a
nutriceutical that seemed to have an effect on women. When men took
it, they seemed to be able to consciously control when and how intense
their partner orgasmed. Both projects were killed by the company
lawyers who thought them too risky, but Jim was intrigued. What if
you combined the two. Computer simulations were encouraging. They
predicted that a man could control blood flow and pressure in his
member. According to simulations, the control was directly
proportional to the fitness, strength and muscularity of the man. Jim
had to try it. With his trophy-winning physique and gym-trained
strength, Jim was the perfect test subject. In the lab, he made
gallons of the formula and spirited them home. The formula worked
better than predicted.

Jim lowered his briefs, exposing his soft 10 inches and softball-sized
sack. Jen gasped. "Clint brags about his hard nine." Jim lifted his
cock in an arrogant display. "That's tiny compared to what
Mr. Fantastic can do." Jim strutted over to Jen, grabbed her hand and
moved it to his meat.

"It's so big and heavy! You'll rip me apart!" she said.

Jim could feel her quiver with desire. "Don't worry about that," he
reassured her. He lifted Jen up and carried her to his bed. Putting
her down gently, he began to kiss her, removing her clothes as he
worshipped her soft, feminine body. He moved his mouth to hers as he
gently stroked her breasts and pressed his body onto hers. He willed
his dick hard at a monsterous 15 inches and rubbed it hard into her
cunt. He could feel her juices beginning to flow. He willed his cock
thicker to a nine inch circunference. He moved her hand to it. Jen
tried to grab it, but it was too thick for her small hand. Jim smiled
and bit at the nape of her neck, causing her to shudder. "Ready?"

"Too big..." she whispered.

"Trust me." Jim pulled her hand away and willed himself smaller. 5
inches by 1 inch -- a small pencil dick that could slip into her
easily. She cooed as he ground his powerful body against her clit,
then willed himself longer and thicker, stopping at a normal 6 by 3
inch size.

Jen giggled. "That was so gentle," she said.

Jim kissed her deeply as he slowly pulled out and willed himself to a
large nine by six, which he thrust quickly into her. "That feel
familiar?" he chuckled, knowing that Clint had always been a showoff,
even before his recent transformation, and was particularly proud of
his size.

"Don't know why they gave you sex and me athletics," he had joked when
they were assigned projects. "You're the one with the trophy-winning
body, but I'm the one with the cock that drives women insane!" Clint
grabbed his crotch through his pants and hefted it up, laughing as he
walked away.

Jim grinned at the memory. He commanded his cock to grow and thicken
by another inch as thrust hard.

Jen screamed as Jim felt her chute tighten around his steely-hard
thickness, her walls throbbing as her juices squirted over his organ,
lubricating its way as it pushed deeper into her. Jim withdrew
slowly, allowing her to experience every inch of Mr. Fantastic before
attacking her G-spot a second time.

For 15 minutes, Jim has kept Jen in orgasmic bliss. He could feel her
heart racing. She was babbling incoherently, "so big...", "yes", "oh
god...", "such a man", "more...", "never before..." Jim's control of
Mr. Fantastic had the desired effect. Jen clawed at Jim's massive
chest, her eyes bleery, "so strong... please.... cum... wanna
feel.... oooohhhhh..."

Jim thickened Mr Fantastic to nearly ten inches, filling Jen up. He
then began to sqirt his juices, erupting for nearly a minute. When he
finished, he slowly pulled out and lay next to her.

Jen didn't move. Her body was covered with sweat, and she was
breathing heavily. Jim rolled over and kissed her. She didn't react.

Jim smiled. "Passed out, huh? When did fucking Clint ever do that to
you." Jim looked at Mr. Fantastic and flexed, willing himself hard.
His cock responded by growing longer and longer, thicker and fatter.
Mr. Fantastic grew between Jim' pillow-like pecs, and he squeezed and
flexed them around the fat pipe. Jim strained to grow as long and fat
as possible, eighteen-plus inches and aver a foot around. He moved
his mouth to his dick and kissed it. "Fucking amazing," he said as he
blew himself and drank a massive load of his own cum.

Jen began to move, and Jim let his cock return to normal size.

"What happened?" Jen whispered.

"You need to ask," Jim said, kissing her.

"Oh Jim, you were amazing! I never..."

"Glad you liked it. So, guess I won that challenge?" he said impishly.

Jen turned away. She started to cry. "Oh Jim, what have we done.
Clint's body is amazing, and he is great in bed, but..."

"He can't rock your world like Mr. Fantastic, right?"

She nodded and weeped harder.

"You like muscles, huh? I saw how you use to look at me before
Clint," Jim paused, searching for the word, "changed."

Jen turned and looked at him. "Jim, I didn't think you noticed!"

"Of course I noticed," he said, kissing her, and deciding to go for
the kill. "Who couldn't notice a bombshell like you." Jen smiled.
"But I also noticed that Clint gained a lot of muscle real fast. Too
fast."

"He's still getting bigger too," Jen admitted.

"You know something?" Jim whispered.

Jen nodded. "I'm not suppose to, but I've seen a few things. Clint
takes this supplement. He also has vials of testosterone and HGH in
his 'fridge. And..." Jen stopped.

"And?" Jim asked, waiting for Jen.

"I saw some papers. I didn't understand them..."

"But I would?"

Jen nodded.

"Ya know, if Jim got that big, I could get fucking huge! Would you
like that?" Jim asked.

"Stop it Jim! I'm not stupid. You're trying to use me." Jen pushed
away from him. "Yes, I would like it. Clint's a nice guy, but you
aren't the only using people. I admit it. He's a great fuck."

"But I'm better. Think how good if I were as big, or bigger, than..."

"I'll get you a copy of the stuff and a sample of the supplement, but
there's a catch," she inerrupted.

"Sex?"

"That and something else. My brother Mark. He's 13 and kinda small.
He keeps getting beat up at school, and can't get a girlfriend to save
his life. You have to share the formula with him. ALL the formulas,"
Jen said knowingly.

Jim laughed, knowing he didn't really have a choice. "Now who is
using whom?" He kissed the back of her neck. "You get me the stuff
and I'll help the kid. Deal?"

"Deal," she agreed, turning to Jim, kissing him and grabbing
Mr. Fantastic and stroking him into hardness once again.

[Bazorba]

The last part is the part that intrigued me most

Hope you continue

[Corwin]

Originally Posted by Bazorba

The last part is the part that intrigued me most

Hope you continue

this is only the prologue setting up story and characters -- next chapter we meet Clint and maybe Mark

[muscl4life]

Another reamrkable story of the muscle czar, this time he gave us a completely straight sex scene, and in my opinion it was just as hot as well written as any other scene Corwin had previously done, just to prove, that a good story can be appealing to any kind of audience, way to go Scott!

[Corwin]

Originally Posted by muscl4life

Another reamrkable story of the muscle czar, this time he gave us a completely straight sex scene, and in my opinion it was just as hot as well written as any other scene Corwin had previously done, just to prove, that a good story can be appealing to any kind of audience, way to go Scott!

hush you. certain morons won't notice, and besides, i wrote it with one hand (tied up in a sling). more soon...

[otkuman2003]

fucking awesome Corwin! I can't wait for the next part... The sex scene was hot...especially the growing dick in Jen...going from pencil thin to Beer can thickness... there needs to be a drool icon...!!! GRR!!!

[skumbum]

dude, nice.

[Kymuscleboy]

It's great to see a new story from you Corwin. You are one of my favorite authors on this board. This story seems really hot with many possibilities for growth and other fun.

As a side note, I hope you haven't decided to discontinue the "Brawn" series. You kind of left us on a cliffhanger with that one.

[Corwin]

Originally Posted by Kymuscleboy

It's great to see a new story from you Corwin. You are one of my favorite authors on this board. This story seems really hot with many possibilities for growth and other fun.

As a side note, I hope you haven't decided to discontinue the "Brawn" series. You kind of left us on a cliffhanger with that one.

I will conclude Brawn in a while. With the recent terrorist strikes in the UK, I wanted to wait a bit

[Mad Dog]

Looking forward to more.

[massingUP]

Originally Posted by Corwin

and besides, i wrote it with one hand (tied up in a sling). more soon...

Funny that -- you wrote it with one hand, and I read it with one hand... <g>

More great fiction, Corwin. And very hot indeed. Thanks and best wishes for a speedy recovery!

-- J.

[sexiscriptor]

Originally Posted by massingUP

Funny that -- you wrote it with one hand, and I read it with one hand...

That's the way good mgs fiction SHOULD be

Good work Corwin--as always. Keep it coming!

[skumbum]

So when do we get to read the next installment?

[Corwin]

the next installment will come soon. as i posted, i had a bike accident. initially they thought it was a dislocation, but when the first splint came off, it redislocated indicating a fracture. actually it's two separate fractures. i'm in a splint (thus typing with one hand) for another 11 days. then i go in to have the splint removed (under anestesia in case it dislocates again) and the joint xrayed. if all goes well, i get a brace to restrict motion while it heals. if it goes bad (ie another dislocation), they will have to replace the joint (big surgery). in either case, typing is slow when done with one hand. the next installment is about half done and will come soon.

[Mdlftr]

Corwin,

Sorry to hear about the fracture--that sounds both painful and annoying.(for not being diagnosed before this.)

Did they not read the x-rays properly, or did they not take any?

Pittsburgh hospitals are very good, so it's somewhat surprising that they missed this. Good luck with the healing process.


RE: Story. The descriptions were pretty well done. From a mass market point of view, romance novels, with the sexy stuff in them, are one of the biggest selling categories in the market. The story around the sex parts is what hooks the women (who buy by far the greatest numbers of books out there) but guys like all the action!

Maybe a combination of romance (g &s), sex (g&S) action = cross market best seller!

Mdlftr

[Corwin]

Originally Posted by Mdlftr

Corwin,

Sorry to hear about the fracture--that sounds both painful and annoying.(for not being diagnosed before this.)

Did they not read the x-rays properly, or did they not take any?

no, they saw them, but the are treating it conservatively... try a, if a doesn't work, take a ct scan and try b, if b fails, rebuild the elbow. right now, we are trying b. I've also been referred to an elbow specialist who seems to know what he is doing. the funny thing is is that i fell out of the upmc system. the fist ortho guys were in the west penn system, and i think the new guy is in the allegheny general system.