The Symbiote War

[theseventhwave]

This story came about because of my true love and admiration for the other writers on this forum. Your stories bring me such...joy (grin). But specifically, Xyggurat, your writing truly amazes me. You should win some sort of award for ?The Roommate.? For those of you here who haven?t read it, please do.

But Xyggurat finished that story with a tantalizing coda, hinting at the possibility of a new off-shoot series called ?The Symbiote War.? But that was back in 2005! I have been waiting, and I?m really not that patient. I wanted to pay homage to Xyggurat (and to the other writers on this forum) and hopefully prod his writing mojo. Here is my attempt (it's my first attempt at writing). This story is based on the idea that Xyggurat created, and occurs in the same ?universe? as The Roommate. I consider this to be a side-story in The Symbiote War. I hope you enjoy.

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Chapter 1: New School, New Roommate.

?As I must do something or go mad, I write this diary.?

Will someone ever read this? If so, will they ever believe my story? I don?t believe what?s been happening ? why would I expect anyone else to believe this? But I have to write this out, even if it?s just to preserve my own sanity.

I was really looking forward to university. Sure, San Cristobal had a reputation for being a bit...weird, but still, it was going to be the start of something new and exciting. I was a fool.

The last weekend of Summer was move-in day for the dorms. I had just finished hauling my stuff up the stairs and was lying on my bed, hoping that my crap would just unpack itself. No luck. That?s when my new roommate walked in.

In a moment of silence we quickly sized each other up. He was kind of cute; short-cropped and messy ginger-blond hair and blue eyes. He was quite short, and rather lean, but I could tell that he at least made a bit of an attempt at the gym. I stood up to introduce myself and was surprised ? he was probably 5?4 or maybe 5?5. In my moment of hesitation, he stuck out his hand ? ?Shawn? he said with a shy smile. Yes, he was cute. ?Corrigan? I replied.

Turns out we were quite similar, and this caused us to hit it off a bit too quickly. He was here for a business degree; I?m here for statistics. He?s a ginger-blonde; I?m a dirty blonde. We both had blue eyes. And while I?m not all that tall at 5?7, I was certainly a bit better off than Shawn?s 5?4. We both worked out fairly regularly, but not too seriously. We?re both on the lean side, and although we both wanted a bit more muscle, we were hard-gainers, and neither one of us was really willing to put in the kind of time it would take to seriously bulk up. But I felt that I didn?t just have a height advantage over Shawn, I also had a bit more musculature. We were both into muscular guys. Oh, did I mention we?re both gay? This was immediately obvious ? and disastrous.

We didn?t even wait a day. That first night, we fucked and sucked our brains out. He was definitely impressed by my nine-inch tool. Ok, it was nine on a good day, but certainly above eight and a half. His five incher was not as impressive, but still looked good on his smaller frame. But after that first night it got awkward. Neither one of us was really what the other was looking for, and it was a bit weird to be rooming with a one-night-stand. Oh we were still fast friends. But there was that underlying tension ? each expecting that we might do it again, but not really being all that into the idea. Don?t get me wrong. He was cute. But I was looking for a guy with muscles that filled out his shirt. So was Shawn.

In the first few weeks of university, my schedule sorted itself out into routine: classes, surfing for porn, studying, porn, making new friends, porn, hanging out, porn, and hitting the gym. Did I mention I was always horny? I liked the university atmosphere as well as all the hot guys on campus, and I liked the university?s gym facilities (which included a buffet of hot guys). So I found myself establishing quite a regular gym routine, and I could already see results ? I was clearly a bit buffer for my few weeks of solid effort. Ok, it was barely noticeable. But at least I could tell that I was putting on a bit of muscle, and I managed to raise my max for many of my lifts.

Shawn was also hitting the gym ? and if anything, he was a bit more ferocious than I was ? I could see some improvement on his body as well. Don?t get me wrong, he was still lean, but his subtle musculature was ever-so-slightly more pronounced. After having broken the ice so vigorously, we really weren?t shy about our bodies around each other, so we often lounged in our dorm room in just our underwear. I preferred sexier briefs for going out, but just regular boxers for lounging around the room. Shawn always wore tighty-whities ? but not loose cheap ones, they were the good ones that really hugged his package and accentuated his tight ass. I could see that his few weeks of pounding away at the gym were starting to fill out his form nicely. And from the bulge at the front, he seemed to be sporting a perpetual chubby.

We were getting along well, and I was beginning to feel that the residual tension from our earlier one-night stand would eventually fade away completely. We were both horny buggers, but we had established a good routine of letting the other have some private time in the room at least a couple of times every day. Shawn was quite the horn dog ? his tight balls could pump out a lot of cum ? and it was a rare day that he wouldn?t jack off at least twice. But like I said, we had our routine, and things were sailing along smoothly.

But in one night, all that ended.

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Chapter 2: The night it began.

We had been having quite the hot spell ? hot for late September. It wasn?t just hot; it was unusually humid as well. The dorm air conditioners were struggling to keep up, but due to their failure Shawn and I had taken to sleeping on top of the sheets. The goof had even tried sleeping with a zip lock bag of ice, which inevitably broke and soaked his bed.

This particular night came after another hot, humid day. The evening was particularly still ? no wind, and it felt as if everything living had left the campus for some cooler climate. Shawn and I spent the evening in our dorm room, studying in nothing but our underwear. Shawn called it quits first and crawled into bed, or rather on top of bed. Our dorm room was decent sized; two beds with room at the foot of each for a fair sized desk, and a generous cabinet and closet lining each side of the hall heading toward the door of our room. However, the layout did make it uncomfortable for one person to try and sleep while the other studied. Thus, I headed to bed shortly after Shawn.

I was having trouble sleeping with the heat, and so I lay on top of the sheets for a while thinking about...well, everything. Shawn had managed to drift off, and in his tossing and turning he had turned over flat on his back. In the dim campus light streaming through the blind I could see that he was sporting wood. His hard cock must have been at full mast because it was creating quite an impressive tent in his tighty whities, almost pulling the waistband away from his abs. As my gaze swept over his body, I was again reminded of the gains he had been making in the gym these past few weeks. I could see a bit of swelling in his pecs, and I could almost see some abdominal ridges. That must have gotten my mind off school and I quickly drifted off to sleep.

I don?t recall waking up. I don?t recall hearing a sound. But all of a sudden I was awake and aware that something was in the room. I cracked my eyes open and let out a gasp. Shawn must have also awakened, because he sat bolt upright in bed. We were both stunned into silence. The thing in our room was gargantuan. I thought that some monstrous animal must have escaped from the San Diego Zoo, or perhaps some experiment from Camp Pendleton had stumbled into our dorm room. The thing was huge; and it was a man. A gigantic, bulging, muscular beast of a man. His pale skin was offset by his short black hair and black eyes. His neck was thick, supported by a pair of mountainous traps. He was wearing some sort of cape or cloak; a bit weird, but in hindsight I imagine it would have been tough to find clothes to fit that gigantic bulk. He was breathing. Normally that wouldn?t be remarkable, but on him it was incredible. His bulging muscles, writhing with veins, appeared to expand and swell with every breath. It was mesmerizing. His cloak rose and fell with the movement of his massive pecs; and through the split in the front, it was clear that in spite of their size, they were packed with lean, striated muscle. His hands clenched, and I could see the veins writhing under the skin of his bulging forearms ? impossibly thick with muscle.

Given that he had invaded our room, Shawn or I should probably have said something. But we were too stunned...or awestruck, to speak. But then he spoke, and the deep rumble of his voice sent reverberations through my chest: ?A war is raging; a war that we should have won some time ago. The old ones are trying to exterminate us, but we have a right to exist. We will be dominant in this struggle. Our tribe will rule.? Ummm...cryptic much? Still too stunned to speak.

?We have a plan that will win the war, but it will take time. They have been taking out our new forces before they mature. But our plan is to build our vessels first, in secret. And when they are ready, when they show that they are worthy, we will bestow upon them our divinity, and welcome them into our ranks. Tonight, one of you will become the chosen. You will be given a chance to demonstrate that you are worthy of our gift. And if you build yourself into a worthy vessel, you will be granted a power that is beyond imagining, and you will take your place among us as rulers of all the rest. The other will become the source, and will be granted the gift of watching as the chosen grows into godhood.?

I would have thought this was some joke, but this man was just too big to be possible. Shawn spoke first ?What do you mean? Who will be chosen? What is this source??

?There will be combat. The one who dominates will be chosen. He will receive the opportunity and the means of joining our ranks.? And as if to accentuate his point, he shifted his cloak and revealed a bit more of his body ? it was stunning, muscles on top of muscles, wrapped in a web of veins, and they looked hard as rocks.

This was too much for me. ?What do you mean, ?the one who dominates?? Why are you in our room??

But I almost didn?t get that last question out. It was as if something in Shawn had snapped. I knew he wanted muscles, so did I. But what was happening here was not possible, this behemoth couldn?t be taken seriously. We should have been phoning campus security. But without warning Shawn was flying across the room and landed on top of me, knocking the wind out of me with a knee to my chest.

Even in the dim light, I could see the intensity on his face and the hunger burning like fire in his blue eyes. It took me a while to figure out what was going on. How could Shawn be taking this seriously? And why was he beating the crap out of me? By the time I came around to realizing the seriousness of the situation, Shawn had already battered me about the head and upper body fairly well. He must have been fully into a berserker rage, because these hits were really hurting. Crap, his efforts at the gym were really paying off ? but I just wish it wasn?t at my expense. I was really having a tough time getting my wits about me. I tried defending myself, but I was still pinned to my bed by his weight, and he was effectively preventing me from mounting any counter. I finally managed to roll us both off the bed, and fortunately I managed to land on top of Shawn, which at least slowed him down temporarily. I tried pinning his arms to the floor, trying to use my larger bulk to subdue him. But he managed to bring a knee up and gave me a solid hit to the groin. I momentarily saw stars, and by the time I re-focused, I had lost my advantage. Shawn was out from underneath and to make matters worse, he was climbing on top of me with my chest pinned to the floor ? making it quite impossible for me to block any of his blows. I tried pushing both of us up off the floor in hopes of getting us flipped over, I was making some headway before Shawn gave me a solid blow to the kidney ? and that took all the fight out of me. It was clear that he had dominated me, and I gave up. I could hear his growl of approval in my ear, and now that we were settled, I could feel the hardness of his erection along my back. We were both sweating and panting. Shawn slowly crawled off me, and I slowly crawled my way up to a sitting position.

?Excellent. Your hunger will make you a suitable candidate? he said to Shawn. Shawn was glowing with excitement. I was holding my breath. ?You will need to build your body into a worthy vessel. We will give you the means to do so. When we return, if you have demonstrated that you are ready, then you will be elevated to our ranks.?

I could hear Shawn?s breathless ?Yes.?

The behemoth turned to me ?You will obey my command. You will not run and hide. You will become the source. And from your seed, our army will be built.? He reached inside his cloak and pulled out a vial, it looked tiny in his hands. ?Come here and kneel before me? he said.

I don?t know why, but my body moved over and knelt in front of him ? it didn?t feel like my own body ? it felt as if I was a marionette being moved by someone else?s hands. As I knelt, I looked up at his giant frame towering over me. He cracked open the vial and poured a drop onto my forehead. The liquid inside felt cool, and it quickly evaporated, or soaked into my skin. If I knew what was going on, I would have been screaming. My whole body felt a shudder ? ripples running up and down my spine, and it felt as if my skin was crawling. I felt as if I swooned a little, and the room around me seemed to waver and sway. And it looked as if the behemoth in front of me was swelling even larger.

?Now you are prepared. Stand up. Bring yourself to orgasm, and catch the seed in your hand.?

I wasn?t embarrassed, I was mortified. I?m supposed to masturbate in front of this guy and Shawn? But even as one part of my mind was rebelling, another part of my mind and my body were already doing as I was told. My boxers were under my balls, and my hands were already at work bringing myself to full erection. Shawn was silent; staring intently. I closed my eyes as one hand worked the shaft while the other caressed my balls. And in spite of the fact that my erection didn?t feel up to its full self, I still managed to cum fairly quickly. I cupped my hand to catch every drop as it spewed forth.

I stood there in a moment of uncertainty. ?Come Chosen One, to receive your gift.? Shawn moved over to stand in front of me. I looked down at his naked body ? had he lost his briefs in the fight, or had he dropped them in anticipation? His lean muscles were glistening with a bit of sweat, and his smooth chest was slowly rising and falling with his breathing. His erection was standing straight out from his body, it was clearly at full attention, and was looking impressively thick and full.

?Apply your seed to the Chosen One.?

Gross. But I watched as my hand reached out and swiped my cum across Shawn?s chest; some of it cascaded down his abs, and the final drops landed at the base of his cock. The cum sparkled in the light, but quickly disappeared, absorbing into his skin at an abnormal rate. Shawn let out a grunt, and then a moan that sounded almost like pleasure. His hips flexed, causing his cock to bob, and if anything it appeared to be getting harder, rising above horizontal and beginning to angle toward his abs. His abdominal muscles were tensing. Or were they? They appeared to harden under his skin, the faint ridges pushing out slightly more than before. But they didn?t un-flex ? the faint ridges remained. I blinked. But my eyes weren?t deceiving me ? a barely-visible four-pack of abdominals had just appeared. Shawn gave out a soft noise somewhere between a grunt and a moan. My eyes wandered up to his face, which seemed to be a bit closer than before. Was he standing taller? I couldn?t be possible, but it appeared that he was taller. He was still short, but he didn?t seem to be his usual 5?4. His eyes seemed to be moving closer, as if he was standing on the balls of his feet. If he wasn?t a full inch taller, then he was at least 5?4 and a half, and still growing. I glanced down to the rest of his body, noticing that the growth wasn?t limited to height. His pecs, which were thin and barely noticeable, were pushing out from his body with small, but noticeable striations of muscle. His traps were adding the slightest of curves to the connection between his shoulder and neck, and were accentuated by the slightly expanding deltoids which were rounding out his shoulders. His arms were still thin, but as I watched, they appeared to swell, the biceps mounding out of the arms, looking as if he had suddenly developed a good pump after a hard work out. I glanced down to his legs to see that they were also thickening with some new muscles, giving Shawn the look of someone who did a bit of running. But this also brought my attention to his hard cock bobbing between us ? it was still bobbing, but it looked swollen, as if he were about to cum. It was clearly a bit thicker, as well as longer. The beginning of a vein had appeared along the length, and the head, wet with a big drop of pre-cum, was forming a slightly larger mushroom. His balls also looked swollen, as if he hadn?t cum in a few days, and they were drawn up tight into a ball that was maybe the size of a plum. Another moan of pleasure, and his swollen cock expanded a bit more, and then yet again ? it was impressive. But then quite suddenly, his balls clenched up, his hips bucked, and his cock shot out a geyser of hot cum that splattered across my abs and chest.

Even thinking back on it, I can?t decide if I was grossed out or turned on. However, the erection that I?m sporting as I write this leads me to believe that it was hot. Shawn was changed. The changes were slight, but because I?d had plenty of opportunity to see him naked over the past weeks, I could certainly see the difference. He was slightly taller, maybe not quite 5?5, but close. His muscles bulged out a bit more, drawing his skin a bit tighter around the newly formed striations. And his cock was certainly larger ? I couldn?t tell for certain, but it might have been a full, meaty, six inches. With an exhale, Shawn quietly breathed ?Oh fuck.?

When it was over, the behemoth spoke ?You are being given an opportunity, do not waste it. You must use the source to build your body into a vessel that is suitable for ruling at our side. When we return, if you have demonstrated your worthiness, you will be given great power, and we will be dominant.?

I should have been speaking, I should have been asking questions, or yelling for help. But I was too stunned. ?Sleep? was the behemoth?s final word to the two of us, and I don?t even recall collapsing into bed.

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Chapter 3: The next morning: Measuring up.

I woke instantly. It was clearly mid-morning, as the full sun was shining in through the open blinds, making the room too bright for my newly woken eyes. I couldn?t see, but I could hear a forced breathing, coming fast. I forced myself to squint, and saw that Shawn was already up. He was doing push-ups in the gap between the beds, and the fast breathing was coming from him. I must have let out a bit of a groan, because he stopped and got up.

?Rise and shine! I just woke up a few minutes ago. Welcome to our new life.? He sounded cheerful.

?So it wasn?t a dream?? I asked.

?Not unless we had the same dream.? He replied. That got me thinking ? if it wasn?t a dream, then something very unnatural had occurred last night. I forced myself to take a good look at Shawn. He looked great. His body had a slight sheen from the push-ups, and his chest looked red and swollen with an amazing pump.

?I?ve never been able to do more than fifteen at a time. But I?ve just done three sets of thirty.? He said as he flexed his pecs. Flexed his pecs? Shawn was scrawny, but now he had pecs. Granted, they were still small, but there was enough muscle there to show off his pump. I slowly crawled out of bed and stood up. Was he taller? It sort of seemed as if there was a slight change in our relative heights; as if I was slouching a bit and he was standing up a bit straighter. Or, as if I was barefoot and he was wearing a thin-heeled shoe ? only we were both barefoot. My suspicions from last night were right; he had to be closer to 5?5 than his previous 5?4. I glanced down. Shawn was semi-hard in his briefs, and his tumescent cock was aimed toward his hip, looking quite plump and full considering that he wasn?t fully hard.

?Do you think what happened last night was real?? He asked. ?Are you really some sort of ?source?? Did your cum really have an effect on me??

?I?m not sure. You might be a bit taller. It?s tough to tell.? I lied, I was pretty sure I could tell that he was a bit taller.

?I think we should put it to the test.?

?I don?t think so.?

?Come on Corrigan. Admit it ? you?re just as curious as I am. We can test to see if your cum works on you first ? but if it does, then I get the second dose.?

I couldn?t believe we were having this conversation. But I have to admit, I was curious. Fascinated, really.

In hindsight, this was my ?Elmer Fudd staring into the barrel of his own shotgun? moment.

Maybe I didn?t believe it could be true. Maybe I was turned on by the idea that my cum could turn Shawn into a muscle monster. Maybe I was hoping that my cum would do that to me. Or maybe I was just convinced by Shawn?s cute boyish smile and his deep blue eyes staring up at me. But I found myself agreeing to the idea.

My cock was already starting to tent my boxers. I sat back on my bed, pulled my boxers off and lay down. I was clearly eager ? my erection was already at full mast. I cupped my balls, they felt big and full, and I stroked my hard cock. It felt fully hard, but it didn?t quite fill up my hand the way I was used to, and I don?t think it was close to nine inches anymore. Had I shrunk? That got me worried. I was still over eight and a half, but still, if you can hit nine on a ruler ? who would want to lose that? I asked Shawn for a ruler. He rummaged around in his desk and managed to find one of those ones that comes along with a three-ring binder. I held it up to my cock, gave a few more strokes, and a bit of a squeeze. I was still over eight and a half, but I was not going to hit nine inches. What did that behemoth do to me? Was this going to be permanent? Could I reverse this?

While my brain was running, Shawn took the ruler back. He was standing beside the bed, his briefs hiked below his balls ? his cock was at full mast ? it looked thick and full, and his balls were clenched up tight like a swollen plum. He pressed the ruler up to his erection ? it didn?t hit the six inch mark, but it was certainly close.

He gave it several strokes, his cock had a thick vein running up the side and a drop of pre-cum glistened at the tip. He massaged his pecs while stroking his cock. He was even cuter with the hint of added muscle. He had a mischievous gleam in his eyes, and was absently-mindedly biting his lower lip as he felt himself up. Was I falling for my scrawny roommate? Or, was I falling for the possibility of what he might become if all this turned out to be true?

My swollen balls clenched up further and my hard cock swelled with the anticipation of orgasm. My mixed feelings prevented me from cumming too hard ? instead, it just pooled on my abs and filled my bellybutton.

Shawn stopped his stroking, and we both silently watched what happened. Nothing. Nothing happened. A pool of cum on my abs ? not going anywhere ? not absorbing into my skin in the same rapid fashion that it did for Shawn last night.

Shawn reached out tentatively with a finger toward the pool of cum. I held my breath. He stuck his finger into the pool, near the head of my still hard cock. He let out a quiet gasp and removed his finger ? it was dry. My balls tightened up a bit, and a drop of cum oozed out the tip of my boner. I couldn?t see any difference in his body, but maybe it wasn?t enough to make a noticeable change. But I did notice that his cock bobbed once in anticipation. With a hungry look on his face, Shawn eagerly bent over, leaned in, and took a good slurp of cum from my abs. He let out a moan of pleasure. I could already see the small thin muscles in his shoulder flexing and rippling as they expanded with growth. Shawn?s tongue went to work cleaning my abs of cum; and when he stuck his tongue in my bellybutton to clean it out, it sent a ripple of pleasure across my body, and caused me to shoot one more load right into the side of his face. He leaned over and popped the head of my cock in his mouth. He gave a good suck as his tongue caressed the head, and another few drops leaked out and were eagerly sucked away. He stopped and stood up. I could see that the side of his face was already dry; the cum had been absorbed quickly.

My eyes roamed over his changing body. He was clearly growing larger ? he had to be over 5?5 and looked as if he was coming close to 5?6. His already pumped pecs were filling out even further, beginning to stand out from his abs and showing some fair striations of muscle. His abs clenched and tightened as he breathed; with each breath revealing slightly more definition in his abdominal muscles. His shoulders were broadening and filling out to the point where I could see the line where the shoulder meets the traps and also the separation between shoulder and bicep. Shawn flexed his arms; they were lean, and that helped highlight the bulges of his biceps and triceps. I could see a bit of a horseshoe shape in his expanding triceps, and I thought I could almost see a split between the two heads of his bulging, and no longer quite-so-small biceps. Shawn turned his attention to his cock, it was clearly bigger. The growth of his cock was impressive, it looked to be close to seven inches, and it was getting thick. The vein running along the top was standing out hard, engorged with blood, and a couple more veins were wrapping themselves around the base. The head was full of blood, shiny and red ? a good solid mushroom on top of his growing shaft. He gave his cock a few strokes, his balls clenched ? they were clearly larger and looked like a large plum. With one hand stroking his cock, he raised the other arm to flex his solid bicep. A grunt of pleasure was the only warning I had ? and all of a sudden he was cumming all over the place. His initial volleys rocketed across my bed to splatter against the wall beside me. And the next several shots covered me and my bed with jizz.

?Fucking awesome!? He exclaimed.

?Eww... you?ve covered me in cum? was my reply.

?This is so amazing. I... I...feel stronger, and I can tell that I?m taller.? He reached down, picked up the ruler and pressed it up to his cock. Even post-orgasm, his dick easily touched seven inches.

?This is beyond just getting a good pump at the gym. I?ve never felt like this. It?s so hot.?

He was flexing and feeling up his body. The gleam in his eyes and his grin were quite adorable ? combined with his newly grown muscles, he was turning into quite the hottie.

?I?ve got to see how strong I am now. I?m heading to the gym. You should come along.?

I couldn?t refuse, I have to admit I was beyond curious; I was intrigued and turned on. We cleaned up and headed over to the campus gym.

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Chapter 4: Hitting the gym.

I had gotten smaller. It was barely noticeable, and if it weren?t for all the other stuff going on ? the behemoth visitor and Shawn?s growth ? I don?t know if I would have noticed. But because of all that, I was very sensitive to the slightest change. My hand on my cock could tell me that my erection was just a bit less full ? still impressive at slightly more than eight and a half inches, but I would not be reaching nine inches again. And I think I was a bit shorter too ? things like the top of my desk and the height of a light switch just felt a bit...?off.? Heading to the gym also confirmed that I had lost a bit of muscle as well. In the past few weeks at school, I had been hitting the gym regularly and had been making some noticeable improvements. But today Shawn and I hit the gym and I was struggling to reach my max on pretty much every lift.

Shawn, on the other hand, was having a great day. ?Yeah! Another new max! I could only do military presses with 25?s before, and I just did two sets with 35?s. This is so hot!? The smile on his face and his boyish happiness helped me to feel a bit less bitter about the underlying reason for his growth. His body looked good too, he would normally be swimming in his clothes, but now his new musculature was actually slightly visible beneath his shirt. He was also filling out his shorts nicely too. Thanks to his new muscle, he was developing a bit of a bubble butt, and in addition the new mass added to his cock and balls were creating an impressive bulge in the front. However, some of that could be attributed to his perpetual erection. I don?t think it?s gone down since this morning. He?s been strutting around the gym all morning with a boner clearly outlined in his gym shorts.

Eventually, we both ended up in front of the racks of dumbbells doing bicep curls. We were both facing the mirrored wall. I was trying to focus on controlling my lifts, but I was struggling. Just this past week, I had finally managed to do a set of bicep curls with 45?s, but today I was maxing out at 40?s. I kept glancing over at Shawn, to see how much he had gained. I know that previously he had been proud of being able to do clean curls with 25?s, but today he was trying a pair of 35?s. I gained some satisfaction that even with his new growth, he was overwhelmed by 35?s while I was still doing fine at 40?s. I?d be back to 45?s in no time. However, Shawn had another idea. He dropped his 35?s, took off his shirt and did several flexes in the mirror so that I could see. He was still short and lean, but I would no longer call him ?scrawny.? He was slightly sweaty, and his muscles had a truly amazing pump from his morning of tirelessly bouncing around from weight machine to weight machine. His leanness helped to highlight the new muscle striations in his delts and pecs, and his biceps were flushed with his recent struggles with those 35?s ? and I could see the beginning of a vein running down each bicep. With a big grin on his face, he gave a most muscular pose in the mirror which highlighted his tight abdominal muscles and showcased all of his new musculature. It looked quite hot on his small, lean frame. He was clearly fully hard, because there was no hiding his cock ? it was pointing toward his hip and the head was pushing against his gym shorts. My own erection was visible in my shorts, fighting for release from my briefs. I was clearly distracted and barely paying attention to my bicep curls. But Shawn knew what he wanted, and right there in the middle of the gym, while I was struggling with my 40?s, Shawn stuck his hand into my briefs, gave my cock a good squeeze, and swiped his hand across the head, wiping up a few drops of pre-cum. I was dumbstruck, and was lucky that I didn?t drop the weights on my foot. Shawn bent over, picked up the 35?s and started curling ? clearly no longer struggling. Roiling with inner turmoil, I left the gym.

It was more than a few hours later when Shawn returned to our dorm room. He still had an unbelievably amazing pump ? each muscle looked engorged with blood. And I could clearly see that he was still sporting wood in his shorts.

?Were you working out all this time??

?Nah. I was there for a couple of hours after you left ? best workout of my life.? He started taking off his sweaty clothes as he said this, revealing more of his tight body and not-so-small bulging muscles. ?But I caught this cute-muscle-y freshman checking me out in the showers ? how could he not? I was sporting a massive hardon.?

As he said this, he pulled his shorts down to reveal his briefs ? which were failing to contain his erection. As he turned, I also caught a view of his tight ass; he had clearly worked out his glutes ? his bubble butt was definitely filling out.

?He couldn?t resist, and so we went back to his room and I fucked him until he couldn?t take it anymore. Apparently, my sex drive is through the roof. I fucked him until I shot my first load in his ass, and didn?t stop fucking until I came again. I had just started the third round of riding his ass, but he was totally worn out and begged me to stop. Can?t blame him for that. I?m hitting the showers.?

[theseventhwave]

That's it for now. The next few chapters are in various states of completion, and the Winter semester is starting soon, so I'll be slow in getting those chapters done.

[skumbum]

Thanks !

[soonacop]

A great start and an excellent first effort. I strongly encourage you to continue.

[Alf]

This is my fetish, please continue.

[Lukullus]

Oh yeah, LOVE that story!
Please keep posting! :-)

[Xyggurat]

You did a great job stirring my interest, and the writing's excellent. Not to write any checks I can't cash, but I recently pulled Best Served Cold back out of retirement and have been working on it a bit.

Keep up the great work!

-X-

[arcto]

hope to see more of this soon, this has a great start to it. I want to see the guy get really big and bulky

[debate1]

Great story so far, can't wait for more!!!!!

[phoenix]

Excellent, can't wait to see more of this...

[debate1]

What's the chance of an update, want to see him progress or who else could upgrade!

[theseventhwave]

Originally Posted by debate1

What's the chance of an update, want to see him progress or who else could upgrade!

Thanks to some valuable support from Xyggurat, I have a few chapters that are almost completed, and a couple more that are in progress. I am hoping to have the next set posted soon (soon-ish).

[sarado28sp]

When will we have the next installment? Great story!

[Kit Werecat]

I appreciate this story very much. If this is your first writing attempt, you are doing exceedingly well.

As a rule, although I love growth, I kind of get depressed over Muscle-Theft plots. I think it's because of my overabundance of empathy. So although I am delighted at Shawn's opportunity, I feel very sad for Corrigan.

But this story is still so very fascinating, that I'll probably stick with it. It's that well done - making a hater of Muscle-Theft doggedly read a Muscle-Theft story.

Still, I hope that there is some remote way Corrigan get some sort of "perk" out of all this, but it doesn't look likely.


Be that as it may, your story is excellent, and I will look forward to your next chapter.

[debate1]

Can't wait for more growth and to see how their relationship changes!

[debate1]

how's the progress coming along with the story?