Sibling Rivalry – Part 5: Attraction Distraction

[kenstaff]

Part 1 - Teen Muscle Envy
Part 2 - Have Your Cake, I'll Eat it.
Part 3 - What's Yours is Mine
Part 4 - Bro’mancipation


Drew felt the weight of each footfall as he stomped along the pavement of his neighborhood sidewalks that morning. The sun hadn't yet risen by the time the big muscular 16 year old reached the dark and deserted edge of his suburban town. The echoing sound of barking dogs reverberated between houses off in the distance as Drew scanned the perimeter of the woods, along the outskirts of Engleside Park. Its large size and many trails made the park a hiking destination for locals and tourists alike and Drew pondered the idea of taking one of them.

Since the teen had not yet figured out what to do next, the though a hike seemed more than inviting - after being hacked, ripped off and told to sit tight by his patron, Mr. Z.
Making his decision, Drew took the right-side trail, the one that looped around a small lake and came back to the same spot. Surely the hike would help clear his mind and decide what to do.

The sound of the crunching gravel beneath his feet was comforting in a way, and the big studly teen’s mind was full of thoughts as he continued down the trail, reaching the edge of the lake quickly.

When Drew saw the reflection of the moon on the calm water of the small lake, he stopped and gazed around him to gain his whereabouts. Suddenly the teen realized he could see the silhouette of a man in front of him, about 50 feet away on the trail. The big muscle teen quickly began to feel his heart race in his chest at the sight and he gazed into the darkness in an attempt to make out the form. Within moments Drew realized it was not just one shadow, but but two and they were standing still, facing each other.

“What the ?...” The muscle jock whispered to himself.

Drew stuck his hands in his pockets and crouched down to make himself as small and unnoticeable as possible. He waited for a moment and watched cautiously, only to witness the shapes merge. The teenage hunk played with the contents of his jacket pocket peering down the dark park trail, trying to make out the perplexing shapes. He blinked his eyes repeatedly, as if it might help his vision, while he pulled out the contents of his pocket, curious as to what he was playing with between his fingers.

Drew watched the dark distant shapes with furious curiosity as one side of the melded shadow shape lowered, then dropped to the mid-height level of the other silhouette – just as he singled out one of the small object in the palm of his hand with his other hand’s fingers. Then he realized what he was looking at, down the dark park trail in the early morning hours. It was a couple of fags having sex. At the same moment, Drew also realized what the objects in his hand were.

A rush of memories flooded the big teenager’s head. The recently grown, now-muscled 16-year old jock was holding a hand-full of Flexadrinazine that he had dumped in his jacket pocket from the sample envelope he’d received at the post office from Mr. Z, the first week he setup his premium chat system and received his webcam from the mysterious supplier.

Drew’s heart was beating so fast and hard, he felt as though he could be heard when he gulped at the realization he had even more of the muscle-growth capsules. The anger he felt at being ripped-off by a hacker, combined with the superior muscle-power he felt at the sight of fags in the park made the teen toss the handful of capsules he held up and into his mouth.
The hunk threw his head back and swallowed the mouthful of capsules defiantly.
“Fuck Mr. Z. for telling me to wait.” the teenager said out loud. “… and fuck that hacker for ripping me off.”

The two gay men on the dark trail froze at the sound of a male voice, angrily swearing nearby.

Drew stood up, feeling angry huge and powerful. “… and fuck these faggots.”

Drew could now see the merged shadows in front of him begin to move at the sound of his voice.
The big teen proceeded to walk forward towards the shadows, feeling powerful and arrogant and instantly began to feel the familiar warm rush surge from inside him. Assuming that the feeling he felt inside and now twitching muscle all over his body was due to the massive dose of capsules he just took – perhaps forcing the Flexadrinazine to take effect, despite surpassing his weekly dose.

Drew felt his muscles throb and his vision fade-out, making his dark surroundings even more obscure. The big teenager stumbled as he walked, while his muscles underwent a new pulsating feeling and the heated surge he felt rising from within intensified like he’d never felt before. The heat of his skin became so hot it was as if he was on fire.

One of the gay men on the dark trail quickly pulled up his pants as his partner made a mad dash in the opposite direction.

Drew felt the heat swell inside him become an unbearable fire and stopped before reaching the lone man, now fumbling with his pants.

The gay man then witnessed a very large muscular shape make a sudden dart off the trail towards the lake. Perplexed by the situation, the man slowly followed the unusual dark sight.

Drew splashed in the cold water and crouched his entire burning body into the cool welcoming lake-water, feeling the relief it offered - while temporarily blinded by the effects of the Flexadrinazine.

The gay man finally buckled his jeans and belt and stood peering between the bushes in dim light of the early morning. After his eyes adjusted, his eyes widened and he gasped at the sight of the huge muscle boy who was now rising up out of the lake, with steam rising off his mind blowingly huge muscles.

Drew stood up, refreshed by the lake water, and felt his body grow.
“Fuck yeah!” the huge teen proceeded to expand and grow, heavier thicker and hairier than ever before.

- - -

Chad read the instructions being given to him by the mysterious chat room visitor as his surprisingly huge and increadibly pleasurable hard-on pulsated between his huge, newly grown thick slabs of pectoral muscles.

“Yes… OK, I can do that.” Chad muttered

The chat stopped and the cursor blinked

> Good boy. This will be our secret, understand?


“Yes.”

- - -

Mr. Z. closed the chatroom connection he had with his new muscle discovery and slid the touch-screen map from his third screen over to his main view. The map crossed the three wall-mounted monitors and stopped in front of him, while two blinking icons displayed at either ends of the map.

The mid-50’s, balding but muscular man then pinch-zoomed the map to the blinking icon at the outer edge of the on-screen map, causing the man’s eyebrows to frown.

The location of the blinking icon appeared superimposed on the map.

Engleside Park

Mr. Z doubled tapped the map and it slid automatically over to the other blinking icon.

1593 Blythe Drive

“You’re a long way from home, Drew.” Whispered Mr. Z to himself… “what are you up to?”

Mr. Z. sat up from his control desk and pinch zoomed his map outward to reveal a much wider view.

Three other blinking icons revealed themselves at various locations, indicating their vast distance from his newest recruited muscle teenagers.

The man breathed a deep sigh and sat back, then unbuttoned his pants.

“That should be plenty of time…” Mr. Z mumbled aloud as he pulled out his dick and began stroking it. A quick tap on his console and the map in the center wall monitor was replaced by the sight of his newest recruit, Chad.

Chad filled the monitor in front of the man in his dark computer lab, and he moaned at the sight of the huge young teen.

“Oh fuck yea… just look at this one.”

Mr. Z tapped a few more times with his left hand on the touch control infront of him. Suddenly Chad’s stats began to appear on top of the image of the huge newly muscled-teen boy, who was busy feeling himself up and completely unaware of the webcam light that had suddenly come on.

: Chad Whitley

: Stats from last Doctor’s Physical - April 30th, 2013
: 14 years old
: Weight: 125lbs
: Height: 5’ 4”
: 0% pubescent development



Mr. Z mumbled to himself… “Seriously… incredible… “

He tapped a few more times on the console and the image of the muscle boy zoomed, then panned out, blurred and then cleared to high definition clarity. Rotating graphic icons appeared and positioned themselves at the outline of the large muscle teen on-screen and whirrled about.

: …. Processing

Mr Z. breathed in sharply and stopped stroking his rock-hard dick, then squeezed it and slowly pulled his hands upward, waching a thick blob of clear liquid appear at the tip of his cock. He reached out and wiped it slowly off with his other hand and licked it off his finger.

: Approximating….

“Mmmm… yeah”

: Enhancement approximation calculated.
: …

“oh yea… let’s see how my Flexadrinazine has affected this one…” Mr. Z. squeezed his dick again and his precum gushed out and drooled down his rock hard dick.

: 14 years old
: Weight: 375lbs
: Height: 6’4”
: 87% pubescent development

“Woah… “ Mr. Z. squeezed his dick to prevent himself from cumming on his console but could not prevent the impending release. “Shit, shit… no….. “

The man’s cum gushed out of his hard cock and splattered all over the screen and touch controls. “Ohhh… fu…k……”



End of part 5

[kenstaff]

Felt this chapter was too short, so added to it... and developed the story further. Enoy...