Teen Transform: The College Years Part 12

[AKA]

The Muscle Club Chronicles
Teen Transform: ?The College Years?

Part 12

?Love,? said Barry, ?is all about the other person.? He was lying sprawled on his bed on his side of the dorm room. His new, improved, over-sexed and powerfully muscled body was naked, as usual. He now understood quite intimately why it was that Tim, his roommate, was naked so often. In this new larger body, overheated by sexual need and power and constantly reminding him of its size, strength and hunger, wearing anything felt constricting and unnatural. His thick and powerful legs stretched forward, his huge feet planted on the floor, his wide back pressed against the wall. He was, for once, not stroking one (or both) of his twin pricks but they were both exposed, jutting forth proudly and lying splayed across each thick leg like fat snakes. His arms were folded across his massive chest and his head was slightly tilted as he spoke.

?Yeah, that much I know,? Tim agreed, wrinkling his brow. He was standing in the room, because with the both of them present, there was hardly any space as it was. They were, for the moment, between bouts of sex. He had changed his friendly roommate into another member of Muscle Club, and now they were two gigantic muscular specimens bulging against each other for every inch within their shared room.

Tim was still feeling confused. In one sense, he felt enormously guilty for having changed his roommate and, now, friend in such a dramatic and life-changing way, no matter how many times Barry tried to convince him that everything was okay.

On the other hand, he finally had someone else around with whom he could unleash his pent-up and powerful sexual needs and capacities - someone who owned the same amplified libido and over-charged double dicks and could give as good as he got.

And he had to admit, Barry was a very, very talented and eager partner.

They had been having sex nearly non-stop. Every time they came to pause in the activity, one man would catch the other man?s eye, something unsaid (and not needing to be said) would pass between them and they?d instantly reunite for another extended round of naked, sweaty, powerful, cum-blasting sex.

The room was saturated in the smell of the two young men and their bodies? new pheromonal production of intense sexual muskiness. Though it was still winter and cold as a witch?s tit outside (to paraphrase Barry) they had the window open to both cool down the overheated space and bring in some fresh air to clear out some of their mutual sex funk, which would otherwise drive each other crazy with desire in the confined space.

The beds were, for the moment, shoved back against the walls, but they were looking much the worse for wear. Or wear and tear. These were two very strong, very heavy, very athletic and very flexible young men. They may have even invented one or two new ways to fuck, they weren?t entirely certain.

Barry wrinkled his brow in a comical imitation of his roommate and lover. ?No, it?s more than that. It?s?deeper.? He sat up a bit and dropped his hands to the bed. His cocks flopped about and he absently pushed one hand beneath them to pull his tremendous balls out from under. They were plump eggs. ?Haven?t you ever felt like you?d do anything - literally anything for someone else??

?Sure.? He considered the question a bit deeper, leaning his broad, beautiful bulk against the bathroom doorframe. ?I love my mom. I love my dad. But I don?t?.?

?You don?t want to fuck them, which is good to hear.?

?Barry, eeeyoo, gross. That wasn?t at all what I was going to say.?

?But that?s the distinction that?s important? he said, holding up a finger. ?You can love someone a hell of a lot and not want to fuck them. And you can fuck someone a hell of a lot and not truly love them.?

?Are you trying to tell me something, rookie??

Barry huffed through his nostrils. ?If you?re asking me whether I love you, I can answer that one easily. Yes, I love you. You?re my bro and my friend and I?ll do whatever I can to help you, which is why we?re having this conversation right now, because I love you - but I don?t love-love you.?

?We fuck.?

?Loads,? Barry agreed.

?So?what?s the difference??

?The difference is how you feel about me and how you feel about Jeremy.?

?I haven?t fucked Jeremy.?

?Why??

?What??

Barry paused and then shrugged, repeating, ?Why? Why haven?t you fucked Jeremy? He?s got a cute ass.?

Barry watched Tim?s naked body blush red. ?I never noticed.?

?Riiiiight.? He sighed. ?Look, what I?m saying is the way you feel about Jeremy, the way you feel right now when I say his name, the way you feel in your heart - that thing inside your chest beating really hard right now and making your whole body feel hot - that?s a different kind of love. A special kind. The kind worth pursuing.?

?You love me,? Tim said, doubtfully.

?Yeah, bro, I love you. That?s why I want to help.? He tilted his head again. ?Wait?have you?have you ever told anyone you loved them??

?Of course,? Tim answered a bit quietly.

?Like who??

?My parents.?

?Yeah, but you have to love them, don?t you? I mean have you ever said it to someone not your parents??

Tim considered his answer carefully and was suddenly looking everywhere around the room except at Barry. ?I mean, sure, I?ve said it and?.?

?To who?? Barry pressed.

?To whom,? Tim corrected.

?Don?t change the subject.?

?I?ve said it,? he repeated.

?This isn?t a test, Timmy. I?m not trying to make you feel bad or embarrassed or anything. But if you?ve never even said it?.?

?Look, okay, love?that word?it?s hard for me to say it.?

?Why??

?It just?is.? Tim shrugged and looked abashed. ?I dunno why. I think?I just think it?s important. It?s not something you say to everyone.?

?Or anyone??

?It?s?hard for me, okay? I think love is?love is huge, and it doesn?t happen a lot, and when you say it you have to mean it. Like, really, really mean it.?

?What do you feel when I say it to you??

?When you???

?Yeah, do you think I don?t really love you? That it?s just words? Or that it?s something I say to everybody I meet??

?I dunno,? Tim answered.

Barry shook his head a little. ?Can you say it to me??

?Can I say it???

?That?s assuming you feel anything for your roomie of course. And you don?t have to. And I?m certainly not looking for a commitment here. I?m just asking if you can say it.? He moved to stand up, lifting his muscled bulk off the small bed and standing now eye-to-eye with Tim. ?I love you, Timmy. You?re my bro. I?ll do anything for you, because I love you.?

?I?.? Barry half-smiled and narrowed his eyes. ?I?.?

?Whoa, dude,? Barry said, placing his hand on his roommate?s shoulder, ?we have a lot of work to do.?




?I?m not prying,? Chuck said, ?or I am prying but I don?t mean to be prying.?

?It?s not as simple as that,? Jeremy said. He was sitting on his bed, his hands clasped in front of him, staring at the floor. Chuck was standing at the window, his naked ass facing the campus for everyone to see, if anyone bothered looking up. ?And besides he?s got Barry and Barry and him are always together and why would he want to see me when Barry?.?

?So you?re convinced that Tim and Barry are a thing, and there?s no room for you in there??

?In where?? He looked up at his amazing and superhuman roommate.

Chuck dropped to a crouch and pressed his finger against Jeremy?s meaty chest. ?In there,? he said quietly.

Jeremy shrugged slightly.

Chuck stood back up, placing his cock at Jeremy?s eye level which was always more than a bit distracting for the college freshman. Chuck owned?a perfect cock. There was just no denying that. Chuck, himself, was perfect. ?This might be a bull-by-the-horns situation,? Chuck stated. His deep, powerful, sexy voice said the words with conviction.

?What bull, and who?s horns?? Jeremy looked up his roommate?s massive and beautiful body, past the bulging 8-pack abs and the two twin globes of heavy pectoral power and into his green eyes.

?Figure of speech,? Chuck said. ?Though in this case, the bull and the horns are both named Barry.?




?I?m not gonna kiss you, if that?s what you?re asking.?

?We kiss plenty,? Barry answered, and that was certainly true. ?But I know what you mean.?

?I find it hard to believe that you?re going to be able to tell me anything about love,? Tim said.

?Don?t get all defensive and try to insult me, bro. This isn?t about me, right now, it?s about you. Now, I happen to know a hell of a lot about love, and I happen to know a hell of a lot about dudes in love, and I happen to know that you?re a dude in love with that other scrawny dude at the end of the hall and I want to help you out with him, even if I think he?s kind of a loser.?

?Shut up,? Tim said warningly.

Barry smiled. ?Yeah, I guess if you want to waste your time with someone like that, who am I to?.?

?I said shut up,? Tim repeated, with a bit more menace in his tone.

?I?m just saying you could find someone else who?s so much better than Jer?.?

?Jeremy is sweet and kind and polite and amazing. Jeremy is beautiful and handsome. Jeremy is so much better and more of a man than you?ll ever be that I can only guess that your so jealous of him that? what? What? Why are you laughing? Stop laughing, Barry!?

?Love Lesson number one, dude: When you?re in love, it doesn?t matter what anyone else thinks.?

?But?.that?s not fair! You? he?.?

?And Love Lesson number two: When you?re in love, you need to tell the person you?re in love with.?

?But??

?Like, right now.?





?What do you mean??

?I mean that it sounds like our friend Barry needs some distracting if you?re going to start to get any attention from Tim.? He smiled and winked. ?Lucky for you, I?m very distracting.?

That much, at least, was certain. ?But, what if???

?What if instead of Barry that Tim sees what a big juicy hunk of beautiful I am and decides to fall in love with me??

?Don?t tell me you read minds, too??

Chuck shook his head. ?Not so much, although I can make you come just by thinking.?

?Oh, ha ha.?

?Yeah, bad joke I guess.? His smile said otherwise.

?No, really, the ?big juicy hunk of beautiful? was spot on.?

?I know my audience,? Chuck said with a shrug.

?But what if???

?We?ll cross that bridge when we come to it, whatever that bridge is. I have a strong feeling that Barry?s going to be very?amenable to any sort of proposition I might have for him. If all you need is a little less Barry for there to be a lot more Jeremy in the picture, I?m more than happy to put my talents to good use.? He smiled his filthy sideways smile that always made Jeremy?s cock twitch. ?Besides, something tells me that Barry thinks he?s God Gift, and I?m just the guy to show him exactly what God intended when he started putting presents under the tree.?

Jeremy?s gaze wandered over his roommate?s incredible and awesome body and he had to agree. If there was one man on the planet capable of drawing someone?s attentions away from someone as gorgeous and perfect as Tim - it was the impossible man standing naked before him.

?Yeah, this is gonna be fun,? Chuck said.




?You need to dress yourself up nice and go down to that little dude?s door??

?He?s not little,?

??and get this party started, dude. I love when we?re fucking away and having some nice, nasty naked time, but all this moping around like some lovesick puppy grates on my sensitive emotional state.?

?What sensitive emotional???

Barry slapped Tim?s ass hard. ?Now go get some clothes on. You?re going to have a date with the man of your dreams if it kills you.?

?A date!? Tim looked shocked. A date? Muscle Club dudes don?t date. Muscle Club dudes fuck! And have fun! And fuck some more! And he said as much.

?Whatever, dude. This ain?t high school and Jeremy ain?t some piece of Muscle Club ass you want to just plug yourself into and go. And don?t argue with me here, I?m right and you?re wrong. If you want to get somewhere with that one, it?s going to take more than a little slap and tickle. You?re going to have to commit.?

?Commit what??

?Everything, dude! Jesus, didn?t anyone ever teach you anything about relationships?? Barry shook his head. ?Look, I mean, what we have, this is fine. This is fun. It?s fucking great, and it?s great fucking. But love is?.love?oh, Jesus, love is everything!?

?But what if???

?But what if he rejects you? What if he hurts you? What if you go pour your mighty heart out all over the rug and he looks at it and laughs??

?Sort of,? Tim said with a shrug, though Barry had just voiced every hidden fear in his heart.

?Dude, it doesn?t matter. You have to do it, because love is worth all of it. All the heartache and all the fucking anger and fear and sorrow and yeah, you?ll feel all that too. But then you?re in love, and you remember why you?re and love, and so does she?erm, he. And you look at her?him, and you feel your heart swelling like a balloon and you feel your feet coming up off the floor and you feel hot and sick and wonderful.?

?Because why??

?Because you?re in love!?

?I don?t want?!? Tim?s argument was quieted by a knock on their dorm room door, and Barry tucked one of his dicks up like he was born to it and walked naked to their small, overcrowded room?s entrance and turned the knob.

A man was standing outside in the hallway. A man unlike any man that Barry (or Tim) had ever seen. A man of such physical beauty and perfect muscular development that it was difficult, at first, to look at him. Barry blinked and swallowed into a dry throat and allowed his eyes to travel up and down the man?s incredible - and incredibly naked - body before resting at last on his sea green gaze. He knew this dude, but all of the sudden he was seeing him for the first time. How had he never noticed how? how? how perfect he was? How beautiful? How powerful? How fucking sexy?

?Hello,? the man said. Barry felt his cock swell and sizzle as the simple greeting licked his ear and dropped inside his head and started stroking his over-amped libido. ?I don?t believe we?ve ever been formally introduced. My name is Charles. I live down the hall.? He was simply standing there. He was shorter than Barry was now, smaller in stature, but for some reason Barry felt physically overwhelmed by the man.

?Heh?hello,? Barry managed to say.

Chuck smiled. His body was perfect. His muscles were hard and bulging. His thick forests of warm, soft fur swarmed over his collection of brawn in beautiful patterns, swimming into the deep crevasses between the swollen muscles. He had a rough, handsome beard on his chiseled features and his eyes were the color of emeralds. Fat, lickable nipples pushed up from the two massive globes of his chest, and a palpable heat was emanating from his tall, wide, massive frame. His huge, beautiful, thick, long cock poured over his balls inches long, a fat pipe of pure sex that was almost glowing with power.

Barry?s cock started arching upwards and his balls were inflating with cream. He was releasing a thick cloud of intense masculine pheromones and his dark, heavy nipples tingled. Chuck smiled and said, ?I was just wondering if you wanted to fuck.?

?Puh?pardon??

Chuck licked his lips and parted them slowly. ?Fuck,? he said. He looked back towards his room and then locked eyes with Barry again. ?My roommate, Jeremy, is out at the moment. Went down to the library or something.? He said this sentence rather louder than necessary. ?I?m all alone down there and horny as hell. Jeremy is much too polite to?engage me, much as I?d like to. Can you imagine that? Someone turning me down?? Chuck was subtly amplifying his already brain-spinning collection of brawn and beauty. Who, indeed, could deny this man anything? ?Besides, he only has eyes for somebody else.? He reached down and moved his fingers around his fat shank of meat, rubbing the skin with his thumb. He pulled in a slow, long breath and let it escape in a deep, animal growl. ?So?do you wanna fuck??

?Do I want to???

Chuck nodded. Then he reached forward and grasped Barry?s dick in his grip, sending a cascade of The Touch though the connection, lighting up Barry?s sex drive like a dozen wet tongues all licking his hard-on and rubbing the head and sucking the tip until he was dry. ?Let?s fuck,? Chuck stated. He allowed his magical cock to start lengthening and thickening, swelling longer and heavier as he stood there.

?Um, Timmy? Bro? I?m gonna go out for a few minutes??

?Hours,? Chuck said quietly.

?Oh my God,? Barry replied.

?God? No. I?m no God.? He squeezed Barry?s dick and sent another hard, heavy jolt of pure sex into his body. ?But let?s see how close we can get to heaven.?

Chuck pulled the young man out into the hallway by his dick and closed the door behind him, leaving a dumbstruck Tim standing alone in the dorm room with only one idea in his head.

Get. To. The. Library.





Jeremy was trying to look busy, but his heart was beating very quickly in his chest and he kept needlessly rearranging his books and laptop to make it appear that he was doing?something. He tried not to glance at the door, but every sound in the library made his heart jump and his breath catch.

He had never been so nervous in his life. Chuck?s instructions were still echoing in his ears: ?Just be yourself.?

?But what if he???

Then Chuck shook his head and turned him around and shoved him out the door. ?Just be yourself. He?ll like you. You?re very likable.?

He put on a plain white crew neck t-shirt and his favorite sweater, a sky-blue knit which stretched itself across the new, larger contours of his body in a weird but not unattractive manner, and squeezed himself into a pair of jeans (why was his butt so big? why did he need such a big butt anyway?) and shoved his fatter cock into the crotch (which, annoyingly, only made it want to bulge even larger once he?d managed to button the fly up and it started to rub in a most distracting way) and slipped his feet - which, thankfully, hadn?t grown larger with the rest of him - into his winter boots and gathered up his backpack and headed to the library.

?The library?? he?d asked Chuck, after given some odd instructions.

?It?s perfect,? he said, ?because it?s neutral ground and you?ll be in your element.?

?That?s my element??

?You have to admit that you spend an inordinate amount of time there.? A smile crossed Jeremy?s lips and Chuck asked, ?What?s that for??

??Inordinate,?? he repeated. ?Sometimes I forget that there?s a brain inside that amazing body of yours.?

?It?s my best feature,? Chuck said with a bit of pride.

?And that?s saying something,? Jeremy chided, giving his impossibly beautiful roommate an appraising once-over.

When Jeremy walked past Tim and Barry?s room, he could hear their deep voices rumbling like boulders. The word ?love? kept coming up distinctly, and it made Jeremy?s heart collapse a little.

The library was practically abandoned, as he had hoped it would be. Nearly everyone had gone home for winter break, and who was going to be spending time in the library anyway?

Only losers.

Like him.

Would Tim even show up? What was Chuck going to do, anyway? How was he going to convince Barry to let Tim come to the library - or convince Tim to leave Barry?s arms - when they?d been cooped up together for the whole weekend without a glimpse of either of them? And what were they doing in there all this time? Did they even come out to eat?

Making out, probably. Yeah. Kissing and stuff. Jeremy pictured the two of them kissing each other and he gagged a little. But then he found himself inserted in Barry?s place, and there?s was Tim?s handsome face, so close to his own, and Tim?s soft, warm lips (he imagined that they had to be very soft and very warm) and then Tim was leaning in close, and he could smell Tim and feel his heat and then Tim was pressing his lips to Jeremy?s and he could feel Tim?s wet, hot tongue pushing inside his mouth and?.

?Hi.?

Startled, Jeremy shoved his hand under the table to hide his hard-on. Dammit! Why did that keep happening? His clothes were now very tight on his body and he turned slightly, trying to simultaneously look up at whomever was there and not rip the seams of another undershirt again.

There was a dude standing behind him who looked decidedly not like Tim. He wasn?t a bad looking sort of dude. He was, in fact, Jeremy had to admit, rather cute. Not handsome, but cute, with bright blue eyes, blonde hair, a prominent chin and a decent if not exactly amazing (on a Tim level) body. ?Hi,? Jeremy said.

?I?m Jeff. Jefferson Crawley.?

?Jeremy.?

?What?s up, Jeremy?? His blue eyes scanned Jeremy?s face, and traveled along his wide shoulders and newly developed chest. ?You stuck here over the holiday?? Jeremy nodded, glancing at the library entrance and any sign of Tim. ?Me, too,? Jeff answered. Jeremy looked up at him again as Jeff was looking at his books and computer screen. ?So, doing a little extra studying??

?Yeah,? he answered.

Jeff?s brow wrinkled. ?Looks like you?re studying?everything.? He smiled, though. He did not have an unattractive smile. ?I haven?t seen you around campus,? he observed.

?I?ve been around,? Jeremy answered.

?Funny. I?m pretty sure I would?ve noticed a guy who looks like you do,? Jeff said. Then he smiled again.

?Oh. I?I guess I do look?.?

?You here on a scholarship??

?Me??

Jeff nodded, as his eyes traveled across Jeremy?s chest and shoulders, then returned to his face. ?Wrestling??

?Wrestling??

?No? Football, then??

?I?m not on a scholarship,? he said. ?I?m an English major.?

Jeff?s eyebrows arched quite high. ?An English major??

?Yeah,? Jeremy replied, feeling a little irritated.

?Sorry, it?s just that?you don?t look like an English major.?

?What do I look like??

?You look like a wrestler. Maybe it?s the way you fit into that sweater.? Jeremy looked down and plucked at the knitwear. ?Don?t get me wrong, you look?really good in that sweater.?

He looked back up. ?Thanks??

?Really good.? Jeremy frowned. What the hell was this guy on, anyway? ?Um, so, do you?wanna?get some coffee? Or something??

?Coffee??

?Or something?? Jeff?s eyes moved to his chest again. ?Accent on the something??

?No, I?m okay.?

?Oh, sorry, I didn?t mean?it?s just that usually my 'dar is excellent and I was very definitely getting a vibe off of you.?

?Your dar??

?My gaydar.? Jeremy instantly blushed and felt his body heat up. ?But it?s cool,? Jeff said quickly, ?I didn?t mean?.?

?Wait. You want to go get coffee?? Jeff smiled and nodded. ?With me?? He nodded again. ?And by ?coffee? you mean?.?

?Anything you want it to mean,? Jeff answered. He placed his hand on Jeremy?s shoulder and squeezed it slightly. ?My room?s empty. We could?go have coffee there. If you were up for it.?

There was movement over Jeff?s shoulder and Jeremy?s attention was drawn to it. The library door opened and a very large, very broad, very tall, very handsome figure moved inside the brightly lit building. ?I?um?.?

Jeff noticed Jeremy?s distraction and turned around, looking for what Jeremy was looking at. It would have been very hard to miss Tim. ?Oh, fuck? he said.




Tim managed to reduce his bulk enough to fit into a polo shirt and a pair of jeans. He was still growing. He was always growing. And probably his recent gift of the Muscle Club magic to Barry and then Barry?s recent gift of nearly nonstop sex and the usual unending flood of warm, salty muscle-powered spunk from his swollen ball sack meant that Tim was now even larger than only two days ago.

He hadn?t counted on that, and wasn?t even considering it before he tried to put some clothes back on and discovered that he was once again bigger. Bigger everywhere.

The shirt was a bit ridiculous. Why was his growth always so pronounced in his shoulders and chest? His arms, too, were now thicker with muscle, and the tiny sleeves had rolled up his arms to allow his biceps and triceps room. The woven cotton rubbed across his fat nipples and stimulated his already over-eager sex drive, making it harder than ever to control the size and hunger of his cock.

Of course, that - or those - too were bigger. He?d barely been able to shove the wealth of meat into his jeans and zip himself inside. The bulge produced by his mass of cock and those fat balls was comical, as if he was smuggling tennis balls in his crotch.

The shirt rode high on his belly and his jeans rode low on his hips (taller, too, then) exposing a couple of inches of his midriff from above his navel to where his forest of curly pubes erupted on his pelvis. All in all, he thought he looked purely ridiculous, but there was no other course for him unless he just slipped on a jockstrap and wandered around campus bare-assed with the over-burdened pouch stretched to its limits.

No one was around, anyway, so he strode with purpose and determination over to the library.

Love, huh? Barry was such an expert. But he said it to just about anyone, didn?t he? Barry even said he loved Tim! How could he love so many people so easily? Love isn?t like that! Love is?love is hard! It?s?meaningful! It means something! You can?t just tell everyone you love them!

The library was glowing with light on the deserted campus. Tim stalked towards it with purpose and intent. He was gonna tell Jeremy?something. Or, ask him something? How does one start this business, anyway?

?Hey, Jeremy, I really like you and I was wondering if you like me too??

?Hey, Jeremy, really sorry about making you grow muscles and get even more amazingly handsome. Do you want to go somewhere and talk about it? While I stare at your face and dream about making out with you??

There was always the direct, Charles-like approach. ?Hey, Jeremy, wanna fuck??

No, Jeremy wasn?t like Barry. Not at all. Jeremy was?beautiful. And amazing. And sweet. And awesome. And?

Sitting over there with some other dude with his hand on Jeremy?s shoulder.




?Oh, fuck,? Jeremy echoed.

Jeff looked back at Jeremy. ?You know that dude??

?Yes. No. Sort of.?

Jeff looked back towards Tim. ?Jesus. I?ve seen him around but?Jesus. Why?s he dressed like that??

?I don?t think he has a choice.?

Jeff could see Tim?s over-burdened crotch. ?I see what you mean.? He looked up. ?He?s looking over here.?

?Yeah,? agreed Jeremy.

?Are you sure you don?t know him? Because he looks like he knows you.?

Tim stopped at the doors and just stood there, looking at Jeremy and some blonde dude talking. He swallowed and felt his mouth go dry and suddenly all his words and plans were vanishing away. He hadn?t counted on this. Some other dude. Some other dude with his hand on Jeremy?s shoulder and sporting a hard-on in his jeans and practically salivating all over Jeremy?s body.

?He?s coming over,? Jeff observed.

?He does seem to be,? Jeremy agreed.

Tim walked toward the couple and stopped. ?Hi,? he said.

?Hi,? Jeff said.

?Hi,? Jeremy said.

Then nobody said anything as they all stared at each other. The awkward silence threatened to overwhelm everything. Finally Jeff stuck his hand out and said, ?I?m Jeff.?

Tim looked at the hand and then took it with some irritation. ?Tim,? he said, and they shook hands in introduction.

?This is Jeremy,? Jeff said.

?I know,? Tim said.

Jeremy said, ?Hi, Tim.?

?Hi,? he answered.

Then there was another long silence.

After some moments, Jeremy said, ?Jeff was asking if I wanted to have some coffee with him.?

Tim looked at Jeff. ?Is that so??

Jeff nodded slowly. ?Yeah.?

?Coffee??

?Yeah,? he said again.

?Just coffee??

?Well?yeah,? he said yet again, arching an eyebrow. ?Wait a second, are you guys???

Tim and Jeremy both looked startled, and then started saying, ?No, oh no, no, we?re not, no,? and so forth at the same time.

Jeff was looking back and forth between them, a smile growing on his face. ?I see,? he said. Then he clapped his hands and looked at Jeremy. ?I?m just gonna?.go. I think. And?if you ever want to?get some coffee with me, I?m in room 302 in building C.? Then he looked at Tim meaningfully.

?Okay,? Jeremy said quietly. Then he blushed again.

Jeff exchanged looks with the two other men, said, ?Yeeeaaaahhh,? very slowly and then moved away from them, grinning wickedly.

They both watched him go until he disappeared around a group of bookshelves. ?He seems nice,? Tim observed, still looking at the empty space where the blonde had gone.

?I guess so,? Jeremy answered.

Tim looked down at Jeremy, and his heart seemed to flip over in his chest. Jeremy looked?really, really good. Like?REALLY good. The sweater he was wearing matched his eyes perfectly. It fit him like a glove, making his new bulk appear even larger than he knew it was. Jeremy had gained some pounds and inches on his slight frame, and probably he was a bit taller too. But something about him in that sweater, sitting there surrounded by books, looking both physically powerful and all brainy - it made Tim?s cock bulge.

Jeremy looked up Tim?s broad, bulging, beautifully developed contours - it really was a ludicrous outfit he had on, but there was something undeniably sexy about the fact that he was now too large to even fit inside his own clothes, plus seeing so much skin in this public place made Jeremy?s whole body tingle alarmingly - and his eyebrow arched. Tiem seemed...powerful. And dangerous. And something about that made Jeremy alarmingly attracted to him. ?So,? he said, ?you?ve been?busy.?

?What??

?In your room,? he said. ?Busy.?

?Oh,? he said, ?yeah.?

?Did you want something?? he asked.

?What??

?Are you okay? Is something wrong??

?Wrong?? He was still looking to where Jeff had gone.

?Yeah, he?s nice looking, isn?t he??

?What? Who??

?Jeff.?

Tim rounded on Jeremy suddenly. ?That guy?? he asked, rather loudly.

?Yeah,? Jeremy answered calmly. ?That guy.?

?He?s a jackass.?

?You know him??

?Never met him in my life,? Tim answered.

Jeremy smiled. ?So?.? Tim looked at Jeremy again and his brain went blank. God, the dude was SO. CUTE. ?Here for some light reading??

?Huh??

?Taking a break from all that physical activity??

?Hmm??

?Barry??

?Barry??

?You? And Barry??

?Me and Barry what??

Jeremy sighed dramatically and turned towards his hoard of books. ?Never mind,? he said shortly.

?What did he want?? Tim asked.

?Who??

?That Jeff guy.?

?I told you, he wanted to go out for coffee.?

?Uh huh.?

?What?s your problem? Don?t like coffee??

?Listen, Jeremy, guys like that - he doesn?t want to have coffee with you.?

?Guys like that??

?You have to be careful.?

?I have to?what are you, my mother??

?I just mean?.?

?Why do you care??

?What??

?Why do you care??






Chuck pulled Barry inside Jeremy?s dorm room and closed the door behind them. He tugged the large man around by his dick and moved his hand behind Barry?s neck and pulled their lips together, giving Barry a passionate kiss as he stroked his cock and sent deep shocks of pure bliss through his body.

Chuck was a fully transformed man, gifted with the full set of powers and all of them pumped up to their fullest potential and capacity. As far as sexual pleasure goes, there was nothing - no act, no request, no desire, no fantasy - that he was incapable of fulfilling.

He pulled their two muscular bodies together and the heat in the room swelled. He pushed his tongue inside Barry?s mouth and they wrestled for dominance, as Barry lost control of his body and his secondary cock sprang forth and inflated to full power.

Chuck pulled his lips from Barry?s and looked down. ?Thanks for the compliment,? he said. ?I haven?t managed to do that to another guy for quite some time.?

Barry?s handsome young face twisted into confusion. ?That happens to you a lot, does it? You kiss some guy and they spring a second boner??

?You?d be surprised what happens to me,? he answered. Then he kissed him again, harder and deeper, and pressed his body against Barry. Chuck began to swell larger with muscle. Barry could feel him growing, feel their skin rubbing against each other as his companion started gaining inches and pounds of hard brawn everywhere on his body.

?Fuck,? Barry whispered, ?you?re just chock full of surprises.?

?And we?re just getting started,? Chuck answered. ?How much experience do you have with those things??

?What, these little boys?? Barry asked, reaching down and grabbing both his dicks in his large grip. ?I can handle myself if that?s what you?re asking.?

?What I?m asking,? Chuck said, ?is whether or not you?re going to be able to lift me into a screaming orgasmic explosion of superhuman pleasure, delivering so much fucking amazing fucking that I will burn the memory of you and me into my brain with searing sexual fire and regret every other fuck from this moment on.?

?Oh,? Barry said. ?So?the usual, then??

Chuck smiled. ?You,? he said, ?I like.?

?I tend to have that effect on people,? Barry answered.





?I?.?

Jeremy twisted around in his seat and looked up at the tightly clothed college freshman standing over him. ?You? You what??

?I?care.?

?You care,? Jeremy repeated. Tim nodded, slightly dumbfounded. ?Why??

?Why??

?Why do you care? Tell me why you care, Tim.?

?I?just do.?

?Right.? Jeremy had no idea why he was angry in that moment. He didn?t have time to consider the reasons, he only had time to feel it. ?Right. Fine. You ?just do.??

?Yeah,? Tim said, confused by what was happening and unable to sort out his own feelings. This was not going at all the way he had imagined it. Not at all.

?And what about Barry??

?Barry??

?Yes, Barry. That guy you spend all your time with? That guy who lives with you? That guy who you turned into another huge muscle stud and whenever I happen by your room you?re both naked and sweaty and all I hear from behind your closed door is the sounds of grunting and moaning? Barry??

?But, Barry and me, we?re just?.?

?Do you love him??

?What?!??

?Do you love him??

?I?guess I do, but I mean he said?.?

?Fine,? Jeremy answered. ?Great. Perfect. Okay.? Jeremy stood and started shoving his books inside his backpack, muttering, ?Fine. Great. Just perfect. Amazing. Yeah. Whatever.?

?Jeremy, what?s?what?d I do??

The smaller boy turned and locked eyes on Tim?s handsome, bewildered features. ?You just have no clue at all, do you? Not the slightest inclination. You?re entirely baffled by this whole thing.?

Tim nodded. That was an excellent summary of his feelings at the moment.

Jeremy exhaled hard. ?Fine. Good. Okay.? He hefted his backpack onto his shoulder. There was a slight ripping sound as his t-shirt started to give way. ?I wonder if Jeff is still around,? he asked, looking directly at Tim.

?Jeff?? Tim?s voice sounded hurt and angry at the same time.

?Yeah. At least Jeff knows what he wants.? He stared at Tim for a heartbeat. ?That?s it, then? Nothing else to say??

?I don?t understand,? Tim said, half to himself. What was happening? Why was it happening? How was it happening? ?I don?t understand.?

Jeremy shook his head. ?Well, I can?t go back to my room. Maybe I?ll go see if someone wants to have some coffee.?

?Jeremy?.?

?What? What do you want? What??

Tim looked at Jeremy?s angry expression. There was nothing of love in it. Nothing of caring. Nothing of concern. ?Nothing.?

?Exactly,? Jeremy concluded, and he stalked off in the direction of Jeff?s departure.

Tim stood in the emptiness for some time, trying to work through what had just happened in his head, trying to figure where things went wrong, and what he should do, and how he should feel.

[Reeza]

Oh, YES! YES, YES, YES! I'll have what they're having!

The sexual tension between Tim and Jeremy is so thick I could barely stand it. Love the addition of Jeff, the cute, sweet rival. Jeremy certainly gave poor Tim plenty of chances to say what he wanted. Guess Tim's been relying on his looks for too long.

Chuck and Barry together - hilarious and hot. They're perfect for each other. I hope Chuck blows Barry's mind and leaves him a babbling mess. I like Barry, but I like the competition between them even more.

The 'love you, bro' dialogue between Barry and Tim was wonderful.

Oh, God I love these characters! Where's Chapter 13? I want it! Now!

[dcpa22]

You, my dear AKA, are a complete and utter tease right now. It's been too long since you've posted a new chapter.
Thanks for giving us all such a hot little treat.
Look forward to the next installment!

[YouOweMeMoney5]

I love this series.

This is like the pinnacle of soap opera smut. And I mean that as a compliant.


Take your time with Ch13, it's worth the wait.

[nnnrg]

Actually, unlike Reeza, I want to see Barry blow Chuck's mind, because Chuck is just a hair (ok, a full head of Fabio hair) smug sometimes. Making assumptions about Barry that weren't really warranted, for instance.

But I love that both of them were trying to get Tim and Jeremy together.
Also, I think Jeremy needs to stop being so jealous and insecure, although, really, Tim's kind of the same way.

Also, given that Barry was T'ed by Tim, does that mean Barry can do the Time Bomb?

[convolution]

That was Hot, and beautiful, and irritating, and a little bit sadistic ..... you play your audience like a fine instrument
Thanks for that.

[Reeza]

AKA, I know I shouldn't burden you with my problems, but ever since I read this chapter six weeks ago, I've had an erection that won't go away. Yes, it's just like they say on those commercials . . . it's painful.

I went to my doctor and he said, "Did you bring me a thermos of coffee, or are you suffering from priapism?" (I'm rather large, by the way.) "What could cause such an enormous purple erection?"

"It was a story. The sexual tension was so thick you could drive a cement truck on it. Please tell me you can help."

He said, "I want to read that story." Now he has the same problem, even though he's a straight man with five children. He said, "Sexual tension like that shouldn't be left unresolved! It's irresponsible! Lives are at risk!"

I agree with him. I can't keep going to work with a hand puppet covering my erection. People are starting to realize that it's not really a lap dog. And we have a 'no pets' policy anyway.

Something has to be done with Tim and Jeremy. I can't stand it anymore. Haven't I suffered enough?

Please release me.