Muscle sex (part 1)

[Corwin]

"Please, we can work this out. Whatever I did... whatever it is...,"
Jason sobbed. "I'm sorry."

"No you aren't," said Sean. Sean looked at Jason, crocodile tears
running down his cheek. A single tear fell onto the huge man's
muscular chest. It was Jason's physique that had attracted Sean in
the first place. Seeing the huge man cry just didn't fit.

"Please. I need you..."

"Yes!" screamed Sean. "You do. And you think that need is love, but
it isn't. You don't love me. You love what I do for you! What this
does for you!" Sean grabbed his crotch in his cupped hand and lifted
it up.

Jason looked at Sean. The 150 pound man was small compared to Jason's
290 pounds of muscle. Sean was handsome, sure. But Jason knew with
his physique, he had his choice of men. In his heart, Jason knew what
Sean was saying was true. Jason was just using him.

"I'm sorry. Please. I'll change. I won't take you for granted
anymore. I won't use you. You know I have a contest in three weeks.
Don't leave me now." Jason begged.

Sean picked up his bags. "There it is again. It's all about you and
winning that damned contest. Well, maybe losing will be good for you.
Just another 250 or 230 pound guy. Big, but not perfect." Sean
opened the door and walked out. He stopped, and without turning
around said, "You know, I did love you. Goodbye Jason." Sean walked
away.

A chill ran through Jason. He walked to the door and slammed it with
all his strength. He hoped the explosive sound of the door closing
would scare Sean, but his ex-lover was already down the stairs.

Jason looked at himself in the mirror. He was huge. His arms were 24
inches, cold. His chest measured 65 inches, and his waist was a thin
31 inches of solid muscle. His thighs exploded to 34 inches, 3 inches
bigger than his waist and his calves were 19. He had five percent
body fat, or less. He was pure, ripped, tight muscle. Jason defined
big and strong. Sean was right. It was his physique that was
important to him, not his lover.

How had he come to this, Jason thought. He remember the first time he
walked into a gym. He was 130 pounds of skin and bone. He was 18 and
he was afraid. He feared that the bigger guys would laugh at him or
pick on him. Some did, but that's when he met Sam. Sam was about 4
years older than him, and had a fantastic body, well, at least Jason
thought so at the time. Sam was about 210 pounds of lean muscle, and
he knew his way around the gym. Sam helped Jason train, and they
became friends.

That's when Jason realized he was gay. He probably knew it before,
but his feelings for Sam were stronger. He could barely hide them,
least of all from himself. Jason would leave the gym and go home and
jerk off to fantasies of the big guy flexing for him, kissing him and
fucking him.

After several months of training with Sam, Jason began to see some
changes in his body. He had gained 15 pounds, and his pecs were
becoming defined. His abs began to appear, and there was a little
ball of muscle on his arm.

"You're looking good, stud!" said Sam. It made Jason's heart flutter
to hear his idol praise him.

"Thanks. Maybe someday I can get as big as you. I owe this all to
you," said Jason, kicking himself for sounding so gay, but Sam just smiled.

"Hey, why don't you come by my place after our workout. I can make us
dinner as a reward for your progress."

Jason couldn't agree fast enough.

Sam lived around the corner from the gym, and they talked about sports
and current events as they walked. In retrospect, Jason should have
realized that Sam was testing him. "I really don't like that Clinton
backed down on the gays in the military thing. I mean, I don't want
to join the army or anything, but who cares if some guy is gay. If he
wants to serve his country, why not?" Jason just nodded his agreement.

When they got to Sam's apartment, Sam dropped his gym bag. "Man, I
think I need a shower after that. You?" Sam peeled off his tank top
slowly, revealing his ripped chest. He turned to the mirror and
struck a double bicep pose, flaring his lats and squeezing his chest.
"Nice pump," he moved his nose to his pit and took a deep breath, "but
I stink." He lowered his arms, and turned to his side. He curled his
arm into his chest, flexing the baseball sized muscle again and
bouncing his pec. "Whatcha think, Jason. Pretty good, huh."

Jason walked over. He was shaking at the sight of Sam, remembering
all his fantasies about the bigger guy flexing. "Ya," Jason's voice
cracked, and he tried to regain control. "You look awesome."

Sam turned to the younger man and stepped close. "So do you." He
grabbed Jason and kissed him.

At first, Jason was surprised, then he found himself kissing Sam back.
Sam lifted Jason's shirt and pulled the thinner man into his muscular
body.

Jason's first time with Sam was a blur. Sam flexed, and Jason
worshipped the big guy's body. Jason was a bit apprehensive when Sam
told Jason to suck his cock. Jason was about 7 and a half inches, and
Sam a bit bigger and fatter. After Jason got over his reluctance, he
found that he liked it.

"Can I fuck you?" Sam asked. Jason didn't know how to say no.

It hurt as Sam penetrated Jason's virgin butt. "Just relax," said
Sam, "enjoy it. Man, you're tight." Jason found that he did like it,
as Sam rubbed his cock in and out. Sam flexed his abs and torso, as
Jason kissed and felt his lover's hot body. Jason's cock leaked juice
as he grew more an more excited as he lived his fantasy.

That's the first time it happened. As Sam fucked Jason, Jason felt
something. It was like his balls went into overdrive producing
testerone or something. The adreline of the man-sex and his lust made
him feel like more of a man. He felt strong and powerful.

"Damn, you are making progress. Man, you're arms are really ripped,"
said Sam as he pounded Jason. "Love these growing man-tits too!" He
sqeezed Sam's pecs, which seemed to have a nice pump from the gym.
"And look at those abs. Man, you're progress is such a fuck'n turn
on. Love it. Come one, flex that arm!"

Jason did, and was surprised to see that his 14 inch arm looked a lot
bigger. Sam rubbed the muscle and sqeezed its steely-hardness. He
flexed his 18 inch arm next to it, marvelling that Jason seemed only
slightly smaller. "Oh damn, you're getting so fucking big." Jason
felt Sam's cock throb. Sam turned red and his body flexed and began
to shake as he shot his load into the latex bag that surrounded his
fuck tool.

The sight of Sam losing control was too much for Jason, who shot his
steamy white juice all over his and Sam's stomachs. Sam pulled out
and laid his muscular body on Jason's torso. Jason still remembered
the feeling of Sam's hot, sweaty body as they cuddled for minutes.

"Let's get cleaned up." Sam got up and walked into the bathroom.
Jason followed, but stopped when he saw himself in the mirror. He was
huge. Well, maybe not by his current standards, but he was muscular
and ripped. He looked like a smaller, leaner version of Sam. His
pecs now hung over his abs, which were clearly defined. His thighs
were thick and his calves were now diamonds. He raised an arm and his
bicep burst high. He heard Sam start the shower, and he walked into
the bathroom. He saw a scale and stepped on it. He weighed 185
pounds.

Jason smiled as he thought about that past encounter. He experimented
with a few more men, and realized that his body responded to sex by
growing muscle. And not just sex, but the more rough, the bigger the
guy's organ, the more he grew. Jason began to search out men with big
dicks to make him grow. That's how he found Sean.


Jason never had trouble finding men. His problem was finding the
horse-hung guys who could really make him grow. If he didn't have
sex, his muscles would begin to shrink. If he had sex with a big guy,
he would grow. If he met someone less endowed, he couldn't retain his
size and would shrink to a size that the sex with that man could
retain. He hated feeling skinny. If being big meant finding hung
guys, that's what Jason would do.

He met Sean at a bar. He saw the man sitting alone while he was
scoping out prospects for the evening. Sean stared at the then 230
pound Jason, his 20 inch arms stretching the sleeves of his shirt.
Sean blushed when Jason smiled at him. Jason thought that was cute.
What really got Jason's attention though was when Sean stood up to go
to the bathroom. It looked like Sean had a broomstick running from
his crotch down his left leg! Jason got up and followed Sean into the
men's room.

He met up with Sean at the urinal. Jason took the one next to Sean,
and looked down. Jason's heart skipped a beat when he saw the snake
coming from Sean's pants. There was at least 8 inches of soft, thick
cock coming through Sean's pants.

"Man, that's one big dick," said Jason, matter of factly.

Sean blushed.

"I've got some pretty big things too," said Jason, raising his arm,
the peak of his bicep ripping the sleeves of his shirt. "You like big
muscles?"

Sean nodded, unable to speak.

"Go ahead and feel."

Sean had to stop peeing as his cock began to get hard. Jason licked
his lips as he saw the long, thick one-eyed monster come to life.
Jason felt Sean's hands on his big arm. Sean's touch was tentative.

"Feels good, doesn't it. That's 20 plus inches of hard muscle."
Jason's hand moved to Sean's cock. He could barely close his fingers
around the thick, hardening meat. "Damn, I love a big cock. Looks
like you got a perfect 10," complemented Jason, "or bigger. How big
is this, stud?"

"ah I I'm.." stuttered Sean, "I'm a bit longer than eleven inches,"
said Sean, his cock jumping as Jason squeezed it. "And about 7 and a
half inches around."

"My name's Jason, stud," said the muscle man as he stroked the big
cock. "What's yours?"

"Sean."

Jason smiled. "Nice to meat you, Sean. What'ya say we get out of
this place and go back to mine. I think I'd like to know you better,
and from the feeling of this," Jason squeezed gently, "I'd say you
want to know these," Jason bounced his big pecs, "too."

Sean agreed.

Sex was Sean was the best Jason had ever had. The man's monster organ
caused Jason to grow to his current 290 pounds of ripped muscle.
Jason had won every bodybuilding show he had entered since then. No
one could compete with his huge, ripped size. He was on the verge of
turning pro with his next win, and now it was all in jeapordy.

Sean was right. Jason had used him. Now Jason was going to pay the
price by having his dream destroyed.

-- to be concluded --

[arpeejay]

Great start, excellent premise. I look forward to the next installment!

xoxo

richard

[Perseus]

Hey Corwin, I don't know why more people arn't jumpingto compliment you on this one, its a great story.

Think I empathize with Sean, being a lean guy with a big...uh, 'heart' myself.

But I dunno, if my big dick had the power to make a guy swell up with muscle...I might not be able to say goodbye to that.

Hope to see what drama happens next soon!

Perseus

[brent]

I didn't reply because it was a good story that stood on its own. I couldn't find anything missing, wrong, odd, up in the air, or needing to be commented on. That's why I haven't responded.

With that said, it is a great story, and a fun premiss. It will be interesting to see what Scott does with this.

[viamanmax]

Awsome

[nymuscleboy]

Love the idea, hell of a story

[biglad69]

At last someone who can write English and an interesting storyline too.

[Corwin]

Originally Posted by biglad69

At last someone who can write English and an interesting storyline too.

Well, I at least write American. Just so people know, the other chapters of this story are available in the archive.