NEW STORY: Teen Transform ‘The College Years’ Part 11

[AKA]

Teen Transform: The College Years

PART 11

“Oof,” Barry said.

“Don’t you mean, ‘woof’?”

The newest member of Muscle Club grinned lasciviously at the equally muscled man opposite him in their shared and suddenly much-too-small dorm room. “That was fun,” he said. His voice had lowered somewhat as his body and all its parts had grown several sizes larger. He said “Fun,” again, just to hear the new timbre and sexy growl he’d acquired. “Fun.” His smile increased in wattage.

“That’s one word for it,” Tim agreed. “You want to go again?”

Barry considered it for only a moment as he looked at his super sexy roommate and then said, “I wouldn’t say no.”

“So,” Tim asked, leaning forward, “that’s a ‘yes’, then?”

Barry looked down at his twin cocks. “How do you guys handle all this?”

“I find the usual method works fine,” Tim explained, and then his sucked one of his roommate’s majestic pricks inside his mouth while he grabbed the other and started stroking, and his efforts were immediately rewarded by a sudden flow of precum that drooled out of the mouth of Barry’s cobra and drizzled down its sides, lubing up Tim’s strokes with warm, thick honey.

Barry started pumping cream inside Tim’s mouth with one cock as the other throbbed and pulsed and streamed its constant flow. Barry could easily control what each cock was doing! He smiled as he released his overwhelming cargo of rich, thick cream down his roommate’s throat as his other cock was simply happy sending thick electrical shocks of sexual bliss all through his massive frame. “That works,” Barry agreed, breathlessly.

Tim looked up into Barry’s handsome face, nodding a slight agreement without missing a single blast from Barry’s prick. He drank it all down like a starving man, which wasn’t far from the truth. This was his first meal of transformed cream in months, and his body was practically shaking from delight.

Tim sent a sudden, hard shock of sex into Barry’s head, tugging him hard and, without missing a stroke, he managed to simultaneously point his own cock nozzle towards Barry’s chest.

He went off like a rocket, fountaining another rich gush of white cream that splattered all over his roomate's body before he soaked it inside as only a Transformed man could, welcoming the richly sustaining cum like a desert welcomes rain. Barry gasped and groaned and allowed his secondary prick to fucking shoot, sending thick jets of cum all over himself and his own mouth.

“Fuck,” he growled wetly. “Jesus fucking Christ, how do you stand it?”

Tim released Barry’s raging hard-on from his mouth and asked, “Stand what?”

Barry reached down and placed his hand behind Tim’s thick neck. “Not fucking doing this all the fucking time?” He kissed him soundly, tasting the sweet richness of his own cream on Tim's tongue.

“I like it when you talk dirty,” Tim admitted, now stroking both dicks in his hands.

“Fuck you,” Barry said.

“I thought you’d never ask,” Tim answered.

And that was how it ended up that Jeremy found himself knocking on the door of Room 318 while Barry was balls deep inside Tim’s welcoming hole, fucking his roommate with his twins and squirting thick jets of cream inside his guts from his overloaded balls.

“Hello?” Jeremy said.

He was answered by grunts and groans and loud pounding noises.

“Um, so, hi. I’m Jeremy? From down the hall?”

“Uh. uh. uh. uh. uh. ooh. ooooooh.”

“Yeah. Um, so, when you have a moment, I need to speak to someone about something that happened? Tonight?”

“Huh, huh, uh, uh….”

“And me gaining about 25 pounds of muscle?”

“Whoa, what?”

“Don’t stop!”

“Jeremy?”

“Yes?”

“Did you say you…?”

“Yeah, I did.”

“25? Pounds?!?”

“Well, I haven’t actually weighed myself, so that’s just a rough estimate.”

“Fuck dude, don’t stop!”

“Sorry, Barry, but I need to talk to Jeremy.”

There was some other movements from inside the room, then, sounding a bit like two grizzlies wrestling. The whole building seemed to shake a couple of times as something - or somethings - weighing a ton or two bumped against the walls. Jeremy heard Barry’s voice - at least, he thought it sounded like Barry only a lot deeper - say, “Dude, you gotta show me that trick.”

Tim’s more familiar but muffled voice answered, “It’s not a trick you just...do it.”

“I just...do it.”

“Yeah. You just...do it.”

“I just fucking grow smaller like I’m a fucking telescope.”

“Well. Yeah. Sort of.” There was a pause and no more wrestling, and then; “There ya go.”

“That is...fucking weird, bro.”

“Whatever, dude.” Then the handle was turning and the door was opening. “Hi, Jeremy.”

Tim was naked. Absolutely, completely, gloriously, fantastically naked. His tremendous and massively muscled frame was coated in a sheen of sweat. His hair was agreeably tousled. His cock was agreeably huge and slick with spit or cum. He was grinning as he leaned against the door. Jeremy found himself going speechless, and his jaw opened but nothing came out.

Then another face - and body - appeared behind him. Barry was no longer Barry. He’d been growing increasingly muscular over the past weeks at a dizzying rate, but now he was nothing short of massive. As massive as Tim. As handsome as Tim. A shaggy bear of a man with a brutality to his new body that made him appear a bit menacing, as if at any moment he would tear something apart. Muscle bulged everywhere, hard as stone and heavy as steel, and he was as naked as his roommate. “What up, Jer?” he asked, jutting his chin and smiling. “Whoa, dude, you should put some clothes on. What will people say?” Of course, Barry said this as he scratched an itch at his crotch, making his huge and pendulous cock wag and jump.

“I…” Jeremy said, seemingly mesmerized by the two hulking hunks of raw, perfect muscle squeezed into the small room.

“You?” Barry said.

“Shut up a minute, Barry, and let him talk,” Tim advised over his shoulder. Barry shrugged and stared at Jeremy, his incredibly handsome face quirking into a waiting grin. “Are you all right?” Tim asked.

Jeremy shifted his gaze back at Tim’s familiar face. His blue eyes sparkled. His jaw was dusted with a growth of whiskers. He looked fucking sexy. “I think something happened.”

Barry laughed. “No shit, Sherlock. What was your first clue?” He was lifting one arm and watching his own newly developed brawn swell bigger and bigger under his gleaming skin.

“Shut the fuck up, Barry! Seriously!”

“Fine. I’ll leave you loverboys to your spat and go over there and jerk off some more.” He tapped his roommate on his shoulder and said, “I’m up for round three whenever you are.” Then he looked at Jeremy and added, “Unless you want to take a ride on the Barry Machine, Jeremy?” he grabbed hold of an ungodly length of fat prick and shook it at the smaller boy. Jeremy’s expression must have answered for him, because Barry just shrugged and disappeared into the small room, flopping on a bed that was out of Jeremy’s line of site and, apparently, masturbating.

“Maybe we should go to your room, Jeremy,” Tim suggested.

“Did you…want to put some clothes on?”

“Did you want me to?”

“Not...necessarily.”

“I’m good if you’re good.” Tim closed the door behind him and followed Jeremy to his room. “Where’s your roomie? Charles? Is it?”

“Chuck,” Jeremy corrected. “He’s...around.”

“He’s a bit...odd.”

“Is he?”

Tim shrugged. “For a guy that looks like he looks, he certainly isn’t very...friendly. Kind of a dick, actually.”

“He’s pretty cool,” Jeremy said, “once you get to know him.”

“Shy?”

“Sort of.” He gestured to Chuck’s bed and said, “Do you want to sit down?”

Tim started to, then he inhaled deeply and said, “Is this his bed?” Jeremy nodded. “Huh. That’s weird.”

“What’s weird?”

“Smells like...never mind.” He paused, and then said, “I’m avoiding the elephant in the room.”

“Is that me or you?” Jeremy said, looking pointedly at Tim’s trunk-like length of thick and meaty cock, hanging forward and arching over his two heavy balls, looking more like eggs in a low-hanging sack.

“I’d say you’re doing a good job of catching up,” Tim noticed, eyeing the prominent bulge in the much smaller man’s boxers.

Jeremy blushed, which made Tim’s pulse quicken and his exposed cock to twitch. “Yeah, well, someone gave me a little help in that department.”

“Hello, elephant,” Tim said, grimacing a bit. “Yeah, so...yeah. If I knew you were around I wouldn’t have...you know.”

“Set off the timebomb?”

“You know about that?”

“Tim, everyone knows about that.” He gestured to Chuck’s bed again. “You really can sit down.”

Tim smiled at Jeremy’s manners, which were in direct contrast to Barry’s rather overt rudeness. He sat on Chuck’s mattress, his size making him look like a grown man trying to fit onto a child’s bed. His large legs spread open to allow his wealth of sexual equipment to spill forward and down, framing the tremendous size and beauty of his cock and balls. “So, I guess I should apologize,” he said, holding his hands out.

Jeremy sat down opposite him, shrugging slightly. “Like you said, you didn’t mean it.” He looked down at himself, “And I don’t think it’s necessarily fair of me to complain about growing more muscles and getting taller and, well, this.” He cupped his newly grown wealth of cock meat, rubbing it slightly and feeling that tingling sensation of sexual delight that had grown larger, too.

“And your face,” Tim offered. “I mean….”

Jeremy smiled back and rubbed his stubbled chin. “Yeah, I guess that changed, too.”

Tim nodded slowly. “Yes,” he said warmly, “it did.”

“Better?” Jeremy asked.

“Different,” Tim answered.

“So, not better.”

“I didn’t think there was anything wrong with it in the first place.”

Jeremy blushed again, causing Tim’s heart to skip a beat. “Thanks,” the small young man said.

Tim cleared his throat. “Awkward, though,” he said. “And now you’ll need excuses for your friends and….”

“I don’t have any friends,” Jeremy said. “Well, except for Chuck.”

“You’ve got friends,” Tim said, lowering his head. “Whether you know it or not.”

There was a protracted silence, and then Jeremy said, “Well, um, I just...I guess I just wanted to let you know that I’m not mad or anything, in case you saw me later and realized what happened.”

Tim looked up, meeting Jeremy’s gaze. “You’re not mad?”

“Well, I am a bit...shocked. And surprised. But I’m not mad at you, Tim.”

The huge man sighed with a long exhale. “I am sorry, though. Really, I am. I wish I could stop it from happening but I don’t know how...or why…or….”

“It’s part of you,” Jeremy said. “That’s not something you should ever feel bad about.”

“Yeah, but….”

Jeremy reached forward and touched Tim’s hand. “Never feel badly about who you are. A friend taught me that.”

“Chuck?”

Jeremy nodded. “Like I said, he’s pretty cool.”

“Once you get to know him.” Tim looked down at Jeremy’s hand. “Are you two…?”

“Us? Oh, god, no. I mean, he’s nice and he’s cool and he’s….”

“Extremely good looking.”

“Look who’s talking.”

Now it was Tim’s turn to blush. “Anyway,” he said, and then the words drifted off and he stood up. “I’m glad you’re not mad,” he said.

Jeremy looked up and up and up at the huge young man. “I’m not, Tim.”

“Okay,” he said.

Jeremy stood back up, too. “Barry’s probably waiting.”

“I….”

“What?”

“Nothing.”

“I’ll see you around then.”

“I hope so,” Tim said quietly. And then he left, while Jeremy watched his perfect ass bob and flex.

“That wasn’t awkward at all,” Chuck said. He was suddenly standing near the window, again, naked and perfect.

“Shut up.”

Chuck smiled. “Wow,” he observed, “you’re really not very good at this.”

“I….”

“You want to know the secret?”

“What secret?”

“To being good at this.”

He looked at the sexy man in his room. What did he know of secrets? All he had to do was smile and anyone would be his, would do whatever he wanted, be with him forever. “I guess so.”

“Stop giving a rat’s ass about what anyone else thinks.”

“I don’t.”

“You do. You very much do. You worry what someone will think, let alone what they might say. You worry that they won’t like you, or they’ll judge you. And they will, Jeremy, my friend. My very good friend. They will do that. There’s absolutely nothing you can do to stop them, or make them think something else. That’s why it isn’t - or shouldn’t be - the least bit important to you. Instead, be the best person you know how to be, and treat people with kindness, and compassion, and loyalty. Those people worthy of you, the people who love you, they’ll stick by you and be there when you need them." Chuck looked at his young friend gravely. “And those people are the only ones that matter.”

“That sounds simple.”

“It is simple.”

“But….”

Chuck shook his handsome head. “No buts about it, Jeremy. When you finally accept yourself, and stop giving a fuck about what other people who don’t matter at all think about you, life gets easy. Friends and lovers appear. And when you talk to someone else you care about, you’ll start to know the ones who care about you.”

Jeremy quirked a frown, and Chuck seemed to read his mind. “You think because I look the way I look, or do the things I can do, that I can’t understand what it’s like.” Jeremy started to answer in the affirmative, but Chuck cut him off. “Fair enough. I admit I have a few...unfair advantages.”

“A few?”

“Okay, a lot.” He grinned his sideways grin that always managed to put Jeremy at ease. “Just try it some time. The next time. The next time Barry makes you feel small or insignificant, remember that his opinion has about as much weight as a fruit fly. He’s not your friend.”

“But Tim….”

“Barry’s not your friend. At least not yet. Things change. People change. He’s about to change in a dozen ways he can’t possibly imagine. So be nice to him. But don’t give a fuck about what he thinks of you...until he becomes a friend.”

“I don’t think that’s gonna happen any time soon.”

“Stranger things have happened. Believe me, I watched them.” He moved his perfect body towards his bed and sat down. “Tim,” he said.

“What about him?”

“I can smell him. Smell his power.” He closed his eyes for a moment and stroked himself, pulling in a long, slow breath that made his mammoth chest expand. “So much power.” He opened his smoldering eyes again. “That young man is holding a lot back, and he’s going to need your assistance.”

“Our assitance, you mean.”

Chuck shook his shaggy head again. “I can’t do anything. Only you can.”

“What am I supposed to do?”

“I don’t know.”

“Thanks. That’s really helpful.”

“My pleasure,” he answered with a grin. “But you’re willing to try?”

Jeremy sighed. “I… guess so.”

“He likes you a lot, you know.”

“He likes everyone,” Jeremy said.

“He likes you a lot.”



“What was up with small fry?” Barry asked, looking up as Tim re-entered the room.

“He’s not that small,” Tim corrected.

“Nope, that much is crystal clear.” He licked his lips and scanned Tim’s naked body with obvious lust. “So...what do you want to do now?” He grabbed his cock and wagged it in the large man’s direction.

Tim looked over. “Do you think he likes me?”

“Who? Jeremy?” Tim nodded. Barry shrugged. “I thought he was hanging with that weird Charles guy.” Barry paused, and narrowed his eyes. “Though, now that I think about it, that Charles guy is pretty fucking hot.”

“He said he’s not.”

"He's not hot?"

"No, dummy, that he and Charles are...."

“You asked him?” Tim nodded. “Whoa.”

“What?”

“That’s just sad.”

“What?” he repeated more strongly.

“Here you are, the biggest baddest strongest dog in, like, the county and you’re all in heat for some little bitch down the hall.”

“Don’t call him that.”

“I was just jok….”

“Do not call him that. Ever.”

“Dude. Chill out. I’m just yanking your chain. If you want him, go down there and get him.”

“It’s not like that.”

“What’s it like, then?” Tim looked at Barry with a scowl. “No, I’m serious here, dude. I mean, what the fuck? Are you in love or something?”

“How could I be in love with someone who never even looks at me?” His face took on a sad expression and there was a bit of a lament in his deep voice.

“Oh, fuck, dude.”

“What?”

Barry smiled broadly. “You are in love.”

“Shut up.”

He shook his head. “Dude, that’s just sad.”

“Do you have a tender bone in your body, Barry?”

He grinned as he looked down at himself. “Everything’s rock hard at the moment, dude.” He leaned up and held out his hand, “which I’d be happy to demonstrate if you’re in the mood for some more Barry time.”

“Seriously?” Tim leaned against the doorframe.

“What happened to you, bro? A minute ago you were riding me like a fucking stallion, and now all I see is Mr. Puppy Love and his limp dick.”

“It’s...complicated.”

“There’s nothing complicated about it, dude. Just turn that sorry, handsome ass of yours around and get back down the hall and tell the little bro what you feel.”

“It’s not that simple.”

“What’s not simple about it?”

“I’ve never….”

“You’ve never what. After what we just did I have a hard time believing there’s something you’ve never done.” His brow arched and he tilted his head. “Wait. Are you telling me…. Seriously, dude? Never?”

“Never what?”

“You’ve never been in love?”

“I’m not in love.”

“Dude, you so are.” He sat up, and a different demeanor came over him. “Dude, I’m sorry about before. Bro, this is some serious shit.”

“I’m not….”

“Dude,” he said. Then, more seriously, “Dude.”

Tim sighed. “I know.”

“Dude.”

“I know!”

“Dude. Seriously.”

“Shut up, Barry, I know!”

“You don’t know how fucking lucky you are, dude.”

“And why am I so fucking lucky?”

“Because, dude, you just happen to be rooming with The King of Love.” Tim rolled his eyes and slapped his forehead. “Dude! I’m serious as a heart attack!”

“You’re the king of love.” The disbelief and sarcasm in Tim’s voice was thick enough to cut with a knife.

“I’m not just a pretty face, Timster. I’ll have you know I’ve been in love dozens of times.”

“Dozens?”

“Half a dozen.” Tim crossed his arms over his gargantuan chest. “A couple. But I was totally good at it!”

“Somehow I don’t see you as the romantic type.”

“Dude, that’s just because all we do is fuck.”

“Well, you are good at that.”

“Shit yeah, I’m good at that. And I’m totally better at the whole love thing.” He stood up from the bed and crossed the short space between them, placing his new, large hand on Tim’s shoulder. “Dude, you and me? We are so going to make that guy fall in love with you.”

Tim rolled his eyes again.

[muscl4life]

Three awesome chapters of three amazing epic tales! Damn, AKA you certainly the BOSS!

I loved seeing the connection of these characters, and especially to see Barry has a deeper side to him. So romantic and hot!

Congratulations

[Mad Dog]

Thank you for continuing this. It's going down a really interesting road. :3

[michaelv2]

I like how Chuck is now an invisible character that only Jeremy can see, but who gives advice and opinions.

[funboy]

This is gonna be real fun. Loved it!

[pecchaser7]

I hope you get back to these. Would love to see Jeff grow in stages

[convolution]

You are the story juggler.... and they're all so good

Thanks for all of your great work.

[pecchaser7]

My favorite of the Transform series so far.. Will we see Jeremy full transformed?