NEW STORY: Teen Muscle Biker

[GlamRockCowboy]

TEEN MUSCLE BIKER
BY GLAMLEATHERPUNK

(Author's Note: For centuries, leather clothing and accessories have symbolized not only wealth and luxury, but also strength, power, and virility, especially when decorated or embellished in some way. The embellishment may be as simple as contrasting color trim, or it can take the form of carving and tooling (as in the case of the American cowboy and the Mexican vaquero), or it can go to an extreme with chains, conchos, studs, nailheads, etc., in as many different forms and patterns as imagination can dream up (such as the glam metal bands wore in the 1980's and 1990's, or the incredible western parade saddles and outfits of Edward H. Bohlin, Ted Flowers, Bruce Lovvorn, and many other artisans). This story takes that concept just a little bit farther . . .)


It was a clear, crisp autumn day in the University district. The breezes had just enough bite to them to put a definite tang in the air. For 16-year-old Dan Billingsley, it was as congenial an atmosphere as he could have wanted. He had graduated from high school 2 years earlier than his classmates, and had just finished enrolling in the Philadelphia College of Art and Design on an all-expense-paid scholarship. While he had not yet formally declared his major, he had already decided to concentrate his studies in the area of costume and fashion design.


That decision had prompted his parents to disown Danny, several of whose other relatives were them-selves tailors and fashion designers. Some of them, in fact, had actually designed outfits for some of the hottest, wildest bands of the so-called “glam rock” and “big hair” bands of the 1980's and beyond. Also, he had several distant relatives and ancestors, on both sides of his family, who had designed and crafted boots, saddles, and other Western paraphernalia for such stars as Roy Rogers, Gene Autry, Tom Mix, and Rex Allen.


Danny's parents, however, simply did not approve of such pursuits, and had arrogantly turned a deaf ear, not only to Danny's arguments, but to those of other family members as well. As a result, he had been thrown out of his parents' house only a few days after graduating from high school. He had spent the summer in a saddlemaking class taught by one of America's most respected artists in the field, gaining experience not only in saddlemaking, but in crafting other leather items as well.


Having completed the class with his teacher's warmest commendation, he was now preparing to begin his college career. There was one slight problem, though—housing. All of the available housing for the College's students had already been snapped up by the time Danny had arrived in Philadelphia. While the College had temporarily rented a room for him at an “extended-stay” motel, the funds allocated for such emergencies were limited at best. Also, to help keep his transportation costs down, Danny wanted to find a place within walking distance of the campus if at all possible.


A tip from the College's Housing Office had indicated that there was an apartment for rent above a leather shop not far from the campus, and that there was a part-time job at the shop as well. This would be ideal for Danny, as it would provide welcome extra funds, and a possible chance to put his design training to practical use. Danny knew that the portfolio he could build up in such a manner could well be of decisive importance when it came time for him to find work after graduation.


As he walked toward the shop, Danny paused for a moment, pulled off the knit beanie he was wearing, and gave his big, rich, shoulder-length, chestnut brown “curly-fro” a shake. While during the summer he had worn a vintage-style cowboy outfit (including a big “Tom Mix”-style cowboy hat) when he was “out and about,” Danny now wore more of an urban outfit, feeling that it would be more appropriate in the urban environment of downtown Philadelphia.


Now, as he drew closer to the building where the shop and apartment were located, Danny suddenly realized that there was more to the shop than met the eye. It was not just a custom leather shop—it was actually a custom motorcycle dealership that included the leather shop as part of its operations! Danny's pulse and breath both began to quicken. He had always wanted a big bike—the bigger, the better, in fact—but had never dared to even mention it to his parents. Could it be, he wondered, that living and working here might open the door to getting himself such a beast on wheels? There was only one way to find out, he realized, and he was about to take it!


Just as he was about to open the shop door, a set of leathers in the adjacent window caught Danny's eye. It was a basic black leather jacket and leather jeans outfit—except that both jacket and jeans were trimmed in white! There was even a matching pair of high-heeled, needle-point-toed cowboy boots that were also trimmed in white—and another pair with platform soles and an even higher heel! Simple as the look was, it still took Danny's breath away. Almost instantly, ideas for other embellishments began popping up in Danny's fertile imagination.


Taking a deep breath, Danny turned the knob and went inside. As the door closed behind him, he heard a small bell jingling to indicate the entrance of another customer—or potential customer, at least! Danny paused for a moment and looked around. The building, while old, was surprisingly large, and it had clearly been well cared for and well maintained. Off to his immediate left, Danny saw nearly two do-zen of the biggest, most elaborate motorcycles he had ever seen. Clearly, this area comprised the main show-room. To his right was an area containing leather and nylon jackets, motorcycle pants, chaps, gloves, helmets, boots, and other biker accessories.


The central area, however, was the one Danny was the most interested in. The large display case and desk, in one of its windows, contained two small signs—one reading, “Apartment For Rent,” the other reading, “Help Wanted—Part-Time.” Nervously, Danny walked up to the counter. As he did so, a huge young muscle giant, with big blond curls towering several inches above his head, fanning out to the ve-ry edges of his enormously wide shoulders, and extending all the way down to his huge, heavily-studded black belt, looked up from the counter.


The moment he did so, both men stiffened as though they had each been stung by a wasp. The look of mutual recognition on both men's faces was unmistakable. The next instant, the young blonde giant, whose name was Ben Johnstone, came rocketing out from behind the counter, threw his gigantic arms around Danny, and literally covered his face with kisses. So much so, in fact, that Danny almost went into an orgasm even as he was returning Ben's kisses. Then he wrapped his arms and legs around Ben as best he could and held on tight as he literally wept with joy. Ben was also weeping as he continued to kiss his best friend, whom he had not seen in over two years.


When at last the two best buds were able to release each other, and began to catch their breath, Ben inquired, “So what are you doing here in Philly, dude? Mind you, I'm overjoyed to see you again, but a shop like this is about the last place I'd expect to find somebody like you!” “Same to you and more of it!” Danny responded, grinning wickedly from ear to ear. He then briefly explained what had occurred recently in his life, and the reasons for his coming by the shop. Ben's drop-dead-gorgeous face went from an expression of murderous fury to one of almost lustful delight as he listened to Danny's story.


“So you want the job and the apartment, huh?” Ben asked. Danny nodded. His best friend promptly replied, “You got 'em, babe!” Danny all but wept with joy as Ben went back behind the counter, re-moved the two signs, and ripped them to pieces. He then led Danny up a flight of stairs near the back of the shop, and showed his new tenant his new quarters.


Danny was stunned at the size and luxurious furnishings of his new residence. Biker-styled and western-styled furnishings were everywhere. The kitchen was large, with professional-grade appliances, while the combination bathroom and laundry room was equipped with a huge Jacuzzi tub, along with a top-of-the-line, front-loading, high-efficiency washer and dryer. There was even an electrically-heated towel bar near the tub. The bedroom was huge, with a California King-sized bed, along with a fire-place capable of burning either wood or coal. Ben explained that the fireplace had been retrofitted with a catalytic converter, along with a blower insert, to make the fireplace as energy-efficient as possible, as well as to lower its emissions as far as was feasible. Because of the building's age and location, it had been grandfathered out of the current pollution standards which would otherwise have prohibited the occupant from using the fireplace. The walk-in closet proved to be the largest Danny had ever seen.


As Danny shook his head in wonder, his best bud then led him to a second room, which was designed for use either as a guest room or a home office. A huge bow window allowed ample sunlight to stream into the room, and was therefore ideal for an architect or designer such as Danny to use. “Since you'll be working for us,” Ben explained, “we'll be glad to equip this room with any art-related or design-related equipment or accessories you may need or want. Also, the entire apartment is wired for high-speed broadband internet access, so if you need or want to get a computer or a laptop to help you in your design work, you'll have no problems in going online.”


Ben then concluded the tour by showing his best friend the dining room and living room areas. The smell of the rich leather furnishings was present everywhere, and it gave Danny an erection almost to the point of orgasm. Ben grinned wickedly and whispered in Danny's ear, “It gives me a hard-on, too!” The centerpiece of the living room was a huge fireplace, which had been retro-fitted in much the same way as the one in the bedroom. Over the mantel of the huge fireplace, an equally huge monitor had been installed, and was hooked up to a top-of-the-line, “bleeding-edge” multi-media and gaming computer system.


Again, Danny shook his head in amazement as Ben led him out of the apartment and down the stairs. Danny was already formulating a list of the equipment and supplies he would need to carry out his new duties. He was about to begin discussing this with Ben when he looked at the front counter. His heart almost stopped as he beheld the most muscular, most curvaceous, most voluptuous young blond giantess he had ever seen. It was Ben's twin sister, Julie.


At that very moment, she looked up from the tablet computer she was using to check the shop's inventories. The young giantess gasped in shock as she saw her old boyfriend for the first time in over two years. She carefully laid the tablet down on the counter, her hands shaking as she did so. Then the two young lovers rushed into each other's arms, each of them giving the other the most powerful kiss they could muster, their bodies quivering with unspeakable emotion.


Ben was grinning from ear to ear as he saw his sister and his best bud renewing their romance. He tho-roughly approved of their relationship. In fact, he had secretly hoped that Danny and Julie would get married for a long time, although he and his late parents had been careful not to put any pressure on either one of them. Now there appeared to be every reason to believe that that would finally happen.


When at last the two young lovers were able to release each other, Ben came up to them and tenderly put his gigantic arms around both of them. The young couple instantly returned his embrace, snuggling up to Ben for a long moment. At last, the trio released each other, and began exchanging their stories. Julie was overjoyed to learn that Danny would—in effect—be moving in with them (Ben and Julie also had an apartment upstairs), and that he would be taking over the role of designer, which Julie had been fulfilling up to now.


“That being the case,” Ben concluded, with a grin that was almost a leer, “we need to get him a bike and a set of leathers—don't you agree, Babe?” “Absitively, posolutely!” his sister replied, with a laugh that was so rich and throaty it sent Danny's teenaged hormones through the roof! Before he could stop himself, Danny literally flung himself at the girl he loved and gave her a deep-throat French kiss that Julie instantly returned. Their knees buckled, and their bodies trembled, as they released each other just barely in time to keep from going into full coitus.


It took several moments for the two teen lovers to regain their self-control. While they were doing so, Ben unobtrusively went to the shop's front window and removed the leathers and boots that Danny had so admired just before entering the shop. He brought them over to the youth who was clearly his future brother-in-law, and told him, “If you're gonna live and work here, cowboy, you're gonna look the part! Now go upstairs and put these leathers on, and I mean pronto!”


Instead, however, Danny collapsed in a dead faint. Julie caught her future husband just in time to keep him from cracking his skull on the shop's concrete floor. Going to a private elevator at the back of the shop, Ben and Julie took Danny to his new apartment, then laid him tenderly on the huge leather couch in the living room. Ben went to the kitchen sink, wetted a dish towel with cold water, wrung it out, and then wiped his best bud's face and neck in an effort to revive him. While he did so, Julie got a glass of cold water from the refrigerator dispenser and brought it to Danny, who had just recovered consciousness. Danny slowly sat up, and then slowly drank the proffered beverage.


Once Danny had sufficiently recovered, he explained to his two best buds that, before he put on the leathers, he wanted to go ahead and get his things from the hotel room and get settled in, to relieve the school from any further financial strain as far as his room was concerned. Ben and Julie nodded, instantly recognizing the sense in Danny's request. Ben drove Danny to his old rooms while Julie stayed behind to take care of the shop.


As they put Danny's existing wardrobe in the trunk of Ben's super-customized SUV, Ben could not help but admire his best bud's sense of style. If the truth were known, Danny had always been something of a glam-metal rocker at heart, not to mention a cowboy. Now he would be in a position to take his good looks to a much higher level of sex appeal, by wearing the leathers he was being given, to say nothing of any other outfits he might design in the days ahead.


It was less than half an hour later that Ben and Danny finally completed the task of transplanting Danny's things into his new quarters. Once this had been accomplished, at Ben's insistence, Danny chose a stunning royal blue satin vintage-style Western shirt with heavy multi-colored embroidery and super-long fringe, along with a gold satin neckerchief (also with super-long fringe), to go with the black and white leathers Ben had given him.


From the moment he began to dress in his new outfit, the young designer experienced a surge of energy and power welling up inside of him, such as he had never felt before. As he slid his slender legs into the leather pants, Danny began to breathe more heavily, especially once he zipped up his fly and put on the big, wide studded belt. The feeling only intensified as he cinched the belt with a Western-style trophy buckle that was big enough to almost completely cover his abdomen.


As he prepared to slide his feet into the platform cowboy boots, a wicked grin came over Danny's hand-some face. Searching through his accessories, Danny found two sets of multiple-loop chains that were designed specifically to hang from boot tops. He now fastened them to his new footwear, and then pulled the boots onto his feet. A redoubled surge of power and strength came over him as he did so. It was at that moment that Danny first realized that his muscles were actually growing right before his very eyes! Out of the corner of his eye, Danny saw Ben grinning from ear to ear as he watched his best bud's transformation.


Suddenly, Danny dug out two more sets of multiple-loop chains, which he now hung from his belt loops. He then found two sets of shoulder chains, which he threaded through the epaulets of his new jacket in such a way that half the chains were looped under his arms, while the other loop were draped over his arms. Trembling with anticipation, Danny slid into the jacket, zipped it up, and then fastened the belt at its bottom.


As he completed his new outfit by sliding the long, gauntletted gloves over his hands and forearms, Danny could feel every muscle in his body growing and expanding and swelling to a size and power level such as he had never dreamed of. As if he were in a dream, he posed and flexed and pumped his muscles, watching his body grow bigger and stronger and handsomer and sexier than he had ever thought possible. His face, already like that of a teenage dream, became even dreamier—prettier—cuter—until finally his good looks surpassed those of any teen rock or pop idol on the planet! His hair, already a rich chestnut brown, grew into a gigantic mane of big, brawny curls which rivalled Ben's in both length and volume. His eyes, already a beautiful shade of cornflower blue, became so intensely deep and rich that they grew to resemble a cross between a star sapphire and the finest of purple amethysts. His gonads swelled and expanded until his balls were the size of Crenshaw melons, while his manhood became as big and as long as an extra-large beer stein. Finally, his already supremely-kiss-able lips became so incredibly big and full and pouty as would make any porn star on the entire planet foam at the mouth with lust and envy, lips that all but screamed for somebody to passionately kiss them.


Danny almost fainted a second time as he preened himself in the huge three-way mirror that stood to the left of his walk-in closet. Ben was in a similar condition, having watched his best friend's metamorphosis into the hottest young glam metal muscle biker in Philadelphia, if not the entire world. Then, just to put the extra icing on the cake, so to speak, Danny put on his biggest, fanciest cowboy hat, then a huge military-style peaked cap, and finally a full-face motorcycle helmet with multi-color glitter. Even these simple actions seemed to cause Danny to grow even prettier—cuter—sexier—and, of course, more muscular.


Finally, Danny turned to Ben and remarked, “Of course, when I'm out on the road, riding my bike, I'll always wear a helmet—there's no question about that! These other two hats, though, I can wear when I'm riding in a car, or when I'm simply walking around. Which one do you think looks better on me?”


Ben shook his head as if to clear it, then replied, “As good as you look now, Danny, I'd have to say it's a toss-up. Even without a hat, you look so good in that outfit it's obscene!” “Same to you and more of it!” Danny shot back quietly. Ben flushed with pleasure in response, then said, “Why don't you put your cowboy hat back on, and then let's go downstairs and see Julie's reaction?” Danny's grin became almost unbearably wicked as he complied with his best bud's request, tilting the sombrero to a jaunty angle as he did so. He then followed Ben to the elevator and went downstairs.


Julie was just finishing up the shop inventory when Danny and Ben exited the elevator. She almost fainted at her first sight of the young super-giant her fiancee had become. Thankfully, Danny was able to catch her in his mountainous arms. Then, his wicked grin turning into a leer, he pulled her close and kissed the girl he loved like he had never been able to before. As he did so, his muscles grew still bigger and stronger, his hair even bigger and longer, while his face actually became all but unbearable in its beauty. Ben's mouth dropped open as he beheld the further transformation of his best friend, whom he knew would soon become his brother-in-law.


As if that weren't enough, Julie was now growing as well. By the time Danny released her, in fact, she was every bit as big—and as glam-rocking gorgeous—as the man she intended to marry. Only Ben remained unchanged. He did not remain unchanged for long, however, as his two best buds promptly threw their super-massive arms around him and began to cover his face, head, and neck with rapid-fire kisses. The moment they began doing so, Ben too began to grow with lightning speed. He almost swooned, in fact, as the two of them released him, realizing that he was now their equal in size, power, glamour, and beauty.


The three of them laughed out loud at the top of their gargantuan lungs as they exultantly flexed and posed for each other in their leathers. All three of the were now nearly 8 feet tall, weighing nigh onto half a ton apiece, with bigger, denser, stronger, more beautiful muscles on their frames than any of them had ever dared to dream of. With the platform boots they were all wearing, in fact, they all stood just over the 8-foot mark, looking so imposing that no one would have ever dared to give them any trouble, in the shop or anywhere else!


Ben and Julie snuggled up to Danny for a long moment. In response, he put a mountainous arm around each of them and held them close, giving each of them a quick kiss on the lips. As his two best buds each groaned with pleasure and affection, Danny looked deep into Julie's eyes. “We need to get married, Babe,” he told her gently, yet in a tone that would permit no argument, “and I mean right now! I simply can't keep my hands off of you any more—and I don't want to dishonor your parents' memory by our simply 'living together'!”


Julie and Ben, whose parents had only recently perished in a motorcycle accident involving road rage, were deeply moved. Julie's emerald-green eyes glowed with love as she whispered back, “That's the way I feel, too, darling!” Then, seeing that it was noon, which was their customary time to close the shop for lunch, Ben put in, “Well, then why don't we go ahead and set the wheels in motion, so to speak?” As his two best buds grinned wickedly in agreement, Ben led them into the main showroom. Here, he led Danny over to the biggest, baddest, phattest, fastest-looking motorcycle the young giant had ever beheld. “Try it on for size, Bro'!” he invited.


Danny was aghast. He had always wanted a big bike, but he had never dreamed of having one this big at his disposal. Swallowing hard, Danny nevertheless mounted the two-wheeled behemoth, his breathing becoming heavy with excitement, his gonads and his muscles both swelling with even greater size and power. After a moment, though, he dismounted, excused himself for a moment, then went back upstairs to fetch his helmet. He had learned to ride motorcycles during his time out West, and his instructors had, to the last man, insisted that he always wear a helmet when he rode.


As he returned downstairs and remounted his new machine, his future bride and brother-in-law both grinned their approval. “That reminds me,” Danny commented, “I need to go by the nearest Driver's License office and get a new license, since Philly is where I'm gonna be living from now on.” Ben and Julie both nodded their concurrence. Ben then put the “Out to Lunch” sign on the door and locked it, as Julie opened the showroom door by remote control. As the door rose to full-open position, she and Ben mounted their own bikes (which were on either side of Danny's). An unbelievable roar of thunder burst out into the air outside the shop as the three young super-giants brought their machines to life. After moving forward a short distance, they waited for a few moments while Ben triggered his remote control to close the door behind them. Then, activating the intercom that was built into all three helmets, Ben advised, “We'll go to the County Court Clerk's office first, so you two can get your marriage license, then we'll go to the Driver's License office and get Danny's license transferred.” His two comrades both gave a “thumbs up” sign in response, then, with a renewed roar of thunder, the three super-bikes moved smoothly into the lunch-time traffic.


Four days later, Dan and Julie were officially married in a quiet ceremony at a wedding chapel not far from the shop. Only a few moments later, Ben and his longtime girlfriend, Ruth Bridges, were also married. The two newlywed couples then returned to their apartments above the shop, where they spent the rest of the day and evening consummating their marriages. By the time they woke up the following morning, all four of them had grown into what could only be classified as extreme muscle giants—Dan and Ben were each a whopping 8'9” tall, while Ruth and Julie were 8'5”. All four of them had more muscle packed onto their augmented frames than they had ever thought possible, and were all obscenely gorgeous. So much so, in fact, that the four young bikers were soon signed to lucrative con-tracts as biker leather fashion models. The two couples settled in together in their apartments above the shop, looking forward to spending the rest of their lives as muscle bikers.












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