High School: Dumb Jock and Smart Nerd

[kenstaff]

High School: Dumb Jock and Smart Nerd – Part 1

When the unaware Trey Smith, a dark haired 16 year-old Italian high school jock, started to grow it was innocuous at first but that didn’t last long. He was sitting in his 11th grade homeroom class. As his fear at what was happening to him gave way to ecstasy, the teenager felt every muscle-fiber throughout his body swell with energy like an electric bullet was shooting throughout his veins at incredible speeds. The feeling was the result of his muscle fibers shredding and multiplying as he sat at his desk, grabbing the corners and breathing in the air around him deeply. Trey didn’t know it but he was in need of oxygen desperately as his muscles grew. He felt himself expand ever so slightly at first but the feeling continued exponentially and before long the feeling grew so intense and pleasurable, he let out an audible moan.

“Ooohhh yeah…” sighed the high-school jock as he repositioned himself at his desk breathing deeply through his expanding nostrils.

While some of the girls sitting around Trey giggled and looked at the jock like he was a freak, Joey - the nerd who sat to the right of Trey in homeroom class - wrote frantically, transcribing what was happening around him in his notebook, while every so often pushing his large thick glasses back up his nose and looking over at the jock to his left, writhing at his desk.

“It’s working…” Joey thought to himself. The average looking but extremely intelligent boy wrote down everything that was happening to the already hunky good looking all-American sporty kid who sat to his left. The chemical formulation he developed and secretly fed to the alpha-boy when he wasn’t looking had finally taken effect.

The teacher noticed Trey’s unusual behavior out of his peripheral vision while reading to the class, paused and looked up.

“Mr. Stevens… care to enlighten the class on what appears to be your unusual epiphany?” the mid-40’s English teacher announced to the back of the room with authority.

Trey started. The embarrassment showed on his face as he quickly made up an excuse while he collected himself. “No, uhh… no, Mr. Thompson – I’m sorry. I fell asleep and was having a dream. I didn’t sleep well last night.”

“I see.” Mr. Thompson replied, “Perhaps you can continue reading, where I left off.”

Trey stared at the teacher blankly.

“From your text book, Mr. Stevens?... [another pause] … To the class?”

Trey fumbled with his textbook, his muscle-fibers continued to twitch as the strands multiplied under his skin, leaving his dexterity temporarily challenged. The pleasure of the experience was making the teen jock oddly aware of how sexy he felt in his male body.

“I… uh… [another pause] … I don’t think I can Mr. Thompson, I’m not feeling up to it.”

“I insist, Mr. Stevens” said the teacher, “Please proceed…”

Trey looked around the room red faced and then he noticed the nerd with big thick glasses sitting to his right – the kid he’d been seeing for tutoring sessions these past months. The nerd’s wide-eyes stared back at him from behind his thick glasses. Then Joey moved his chin an upward nod with surprising confidence and then winked at the teen jock whose muscles continued to grow and fill his clothing. Trey suddenly felt a surge in his crotch and noticed how thick he felt… everywhere, including his crotch.

“What the …??” the jock suddenly thought to himself.

“Please, Mr. Stevens, stand up and read to us…” encouraged the teacher.


End of Part 1








High School: Dumb Jock and Smart Nerd - Part 2

Joey knew he belonged to a specific pseudo-class in the social ladder hierarchy that is high-school. He was a nerd. The fact didn’t bother him because it meant everyone else at school knew he was more intelligent than they were. No one knew how much smarter Joey was and that he was actually smarter than everyone at his school combined, they just knew he was smarter than most. That didn’t bother him either. Joey was too intelligent to allow the irrelevance of what most people think, get in the way of what one specific person thinks. His brilliant young mind knew it took focus and determination to get what you really want.

Joey made his way down the long hallway of his high school, towards homeroom. He passed by couples kissing, cheerleaders primping, stoners spacing and that group of virgin boys who were really nerds but thought they were jocks, laughing hysterically at each other as they used humor as a gauge to determine their alpha male. When he turned the corner at the end of the hall that led to another long hallway, he saw him. Joey laid his eyes on the boy that changed his perspective on what was important. He saw such a good looking guy he couldn’t help but stare. His square jaw, his face had such perfect symmetry and his hair was even perfect. Then there was his body, under his blue and black Letterman school jacket.

Joey stood at the corner of the hallway in stunned silence as the teenage jock walked by him, not even noticing him among his cloud of enthralled fellow jocks and array of admiring girls. By the time he was out of sight, Joey was left with such an impression, he immediately began to think about how he could cross the high school social divide and become friends with him. The thought left the nerd perplexed as he slowly continued towards his homeroom lost in thought.

The morning bell sounded and hallways emptied into classrooms. The sound of classroom doors closing cascaded behind him until he wandered the halls alone, completely unaware that he was now, for the first time in his life, late for class.

By the following week, Joey had put himself in Trey’s orbit with simple arithmetic. What do jocks need? Help with their homework – check. Joey signed up to the after-school tutoring program, offering help to fellow students needing help with schoolwork. After making himself unavailable for the first 3 students needing tutoring, he saw the name Trey Smith on the tutoring list of names and signed his name on the volunteer list to help that student.

The next week Joey found himself sitting at a table with the most beautiful boy he’d ever laid eyes on. His masculinity and demeanor only added to his attractiveness but the jock’s arrogance quickly made its way into their relationship whenever Trey saw Joey in the hallways outside of their tutoring session.

http://i1315.photobucket.com/albums/...ps81222c96.jpg

Trey would taunt him playfully, in an obvious attempt to maintain his alpha jock superiority, despite the fact he had to be tutored by the nerd. Joey didn’t allow the obvious behavioral changes to distort his perspective but questions lingered in his mind.

Why? Joey couldn’t escape it. Why did Trey’s aggressive playfully abusive behavior get him excited? Could it be that Trey’s actions… actually make him more attractive?

The idea confounded the young nerd’s intelligence and he quickly dismissed the complexities of behavioral psychology, unwilling to let it bother him.

The weeks and months that followed only made Joey more enticed by the high school heartthrob as their tutoring relationship continued. Trey passed his math and science tests, while Joey enjoyed the good-looking masculine jock’s aesthetics while in his company.

- - -

It was the week of the school’s football face-off with their arch-rivals on a Friday night, when Joey caught a glimpse of Trey with his shirt off. Joey was headed towards the boy’s change-rooms to wish Trey luck for the game when Trey exited the change-room doors heading directly across the hall and out the side doors towards the school football field without a shirt on. He was in a group of football team-mates, charged for the game and headed out onto the field as crowds of fellow students and parents cheered in the distance. Trey trailed at the back of the group of jocks – gear pads, helmet and jersey in hand, shirtless, as he followed his team-mates. It was enough for Joey to catch a glimpse of his crush’s naked torso. The sight brought the nerd new heights of excitement and a surge in attraction for the jock.

Trey had such masculine body… his pecs… his abs… his biceps, Joey’s mind exploded with the visual. That was when it hit, his realization that he was attracted to not only Trey but also to muscles and masculinity.

Skipping the game, Joey found himself quickly making his way home – his mind racing with thoughts of Trey’s muscular physique and masculine good-looks. Joey couldn’t rid his mind of the vision of Trey looking at him across the tutoring desk, shirtless and huge, pumped with thick ripped veiny muscle. His brisk walking pace quickened down the street that night as the urgency struck him – he had to get home and escape to his room, his dick demanded it.

After convincing his mother that he was sick the next morning, Joey spent the first part of the morning in his room fantasizing about Trey, shirtless. Soon he began to fantasize about the jock’s legs and what they might look like. Then his mind’s eye pictured his best possible visual – Trey’s legs were huge, ripped and hairy and they bulged with muscle.

Joey wanted Trey’s legs to look exactly like he imagined but quickly realized the chances of reality matching his imagination.

Joey stared at the ceiling from his bed and stopped pulling at his hard dick.

The nerd’s mind was challenged – how could he force his fantasy to become reality? Is it possible to make Trey look as his mind envisioned?

And if Joey made Trey’s legs look actually look the way he wanted them to–could he then make his torso big enough and hairy enough to match the legs?

Immediately Joey continued pulling at his dick while his mind raced to identify the chemicals involved in testosterone production; amino acids needed for muscle fibre growth; pheromone molecules; hormones… he tossed and turned pulling at his raging hardon.

When Joey came, he’d never felt such an intense orgasm. His cum soaked the bedsheets by the time he finished as he lay in his disheveled bed, breathing heavily and soaking in sweat.

He had reached orgasm at the final realization that he knew what to do. The chemicals and procedures required to produce a supplement that would affect Trey’s muscularity and appearance, as well as sexual attention existed now, but only in Joey’s mind. There was no time to waste and the young brilliant nerd quickly jumped out of bed, ignoring his sticky mess and made his way to his computer desk to begin his work.

End of Part 2









High School: Dumb Jock and Smart Nerd - Part 3

“Please, Mr. Stevens, stand up and read to us…” encouraged the teacher.

Trey slid out of his chair, standing a full-inch taller than he had before and weighing a noticeable 25 lbs more of solid muscle that had grown on him in the past 15 minutes. The jock’s clothes felt and appeared tight on him and the noticeable difference to his appearance brought a murmur to the room.

The teacher, notwithstanding the students whispering, attempted to take control of the class.

“Quiet! … Let Mr. Stevens continue, please.” Mr. Thompson commanded, oblivious to the teen’s apparent metamorphosis.

Trey felt strong where he stood and realized the electric feeling he had felt earlier brought him a considerable amount of muscle growth, as well as confidence... so he flexed his arm, feeling his shirt tighten to splitting.

“Actually, Mr. Thompson, I think I’ll flex, instead” said the jock in a cocky and arrogant tone.

Trey slowly began raising the newly heavy and muscular arms on either side him, feeling their increased weight and thickness while his eyes remained fixed on Mr. Thompson. He then slowly brought them towards each other on either side of his head, flexing his biceps. His t-shirt sleeves began to rip as he flexed into his pose. By the time he reached a full double bicep, the short sleeve inseams of his shirt had continued ripping until they were torn all the way up, revealing the good-looking teenage jock’s dark bushels of armpit hair under each of his now-huge bulging muscular arms.

A number of students gasped at the sight of the hunk as the class went into a quiet shock.

The silence was only broken by random sounds of pencils, books and binders falling to the floor from the desks of students as they repositioned themselves for a better view – or to relieve the pressure of their tightening crotches and swelling sweaters. Everyone in the room was transfixed on the muscle jock as he flexed at the back of the classroom, except for Joey, who only continued to make notes of the situation, while every so-often looking up to witness what was happening.

Mr. Thompson stood statue-like, stunned at the sight of his student - who suddenly appeared to be an enormous muscular man with a young teenager’s face. The sight aroused him quite quickly and unexpectedly, so quickly in fact that he was unaware he had sprung a hardon that caused his crotch to bulge in a pronounced silhouette from his trousers, mouth agape.

Trey winked at the teacher, still feeling his muscles grow and his jeans tighten, all witnessed by the eyes staring at him in shock.

“You like this teach?” the young jock asked, breaking his stare at the English teacher to scan the room, only to see all eyes focused on him.

“Yeah…. You like this everyone?” Trey looked over at his left arm and reached with his right hand to feel his huge bicep, then each opposite hand one by one felt it’s opposite giant bicep, as the jock remained in a full double bicep pose.

Feeling himself continue to grow, Trey threw a most muscular pose, making the shoulder and under side-seams of his t-shirt split apart. Trey then relaxed and stood upward and the material that once made up his t-shirt fell apart, leaving the expanding jock’s torso exposed naked to the gawking classroom.

Girls squealed and male students gasped while the teacher’s eyes bulged at the sight of Trey.

Trey looked down at himself in response to the reaction of the classroom and saw two giant pectorals blocking his view to the rest of himself; he couldn’t even see his own rippled abdominal muscles. Realizing suddenly how incredibly tight his jeans were feeling, he suddenly had the urge to squat down. The action followed and he split apart his jeans. By the time Trey stood up, his pants had fallen around him, leaving him completely naked but for his bulging tight white underwear and sneakers, standing there in the classroom - huge, ripped and gorgeous.

Everyone was busily eying the stud all over, while the teacher couldn’t help but notice the jock’s incredibly thick and muscular quads and calves and the coating of noticeable teenage body hair that seemed so incredibly sexy for some reason.

Mr. Thompson felt his crotch swell and grow in reaction to what he was looking at and suddenly he felt wet.

“Dig this everyone…. I’m huge!” Trey announced as he lifted one of his bulging and still growing arms up and behind his head, exposing its deep dark armpit full of hair. Then the muscle-jock flexed his abs and another gasp echoed through the classroom. Trey followed with a thrust of one of his huge legs outward, then he shook his quadriceps back and forth in a display of meaty thickness. He finalized the action by tensing his quad and calve muscle, revealing shredded huge muscles and bulged ripped calves.

“Aw yeah man! … just look at all this muscle… I’m so freaky and hot!!” Trey shouted at everyone, looking down and enjoying the feeling of being huge while admiring what he could see of his leg.

Gasps continued throughout the room as the jock flexed. Then suddenly Joey closed his notebook prompting the muscle hunk to stop flexing and turn to see the nerd ignore his ultimate display of young muscle and instead get up from his desk and walk out of the class as if nothing had happened.

Trey was suddenly struck with the feeling of disapproval and felt an urgency to follow the nerd. The now huge teen jock fumbled at his things as he bent over to pick up the shreds of his clothing and stretched over at his desk to collect his books and backpack, then shuffled out of the classroom.

The sight of the huge ripped hairy muscle-bound jock moving around and stretching was enough to keep the entire class enticed into silence as they busily watched every tensed muscle and flexing fiber as the jock moved about on his way out of the room.

Outside the classroom, Trey found himself in a vacant hallway. His head swept back and forth from left to right until he saw Joey, near the end of the hall, making his way towards the exit. With a mad dash, Trey followed the nerd and could hear Mr. Thompson behind him, attempting to regain control of his class, his voice cracking from being left in uncontrolled frantics.

When Joey reached the exit door he turned around and saw the huge muscle-bound teenager jostling towards him, shouting “Wait up man!” The sight was incredible and he smiled with satisfaction. He held the door open and waited for Trey to reach him, allowing him out first.

End of Part 3

[LanceFan2001]

very enjoyable! thank you very much!

[vga518]

Amazing! Very Nice

[wbjason]

Nice work! great descriptions and quick character building

[weaknobody]

Wow, really good!!! Can't wait to read more!

[mlbjock]

Wow, that's great work. Loved the build up and, back story, and descriptions!