Priapus - The Rise M/m

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As soon as Gerald woke up that morning, he remembered the conversation. Grabbing his cell phone from off of his bedside table and quickly slipping on his glasses, Gerald assured himself it all had truly happened by finding the new name in his list of contacts: Maximilian Cooke. His heart began to beat faster even as his aching head told him to lie back down and fall asleep. There was even a WhatsApp message from him delivered some time last night… probably after he had passed out: ‘Text me at 12 tomorrow… if you’re still up for it. I know I am.’’

Gently placing his pounding head back on his pillow, Gerald grinned. Finally… life was falling into place. All of his hard work and time hadn’t been for nothing.

Even basking in his joy and memory of the sexy man who had sat across from him in the pub, Geralds heart began to beat faster. His scientific mind knew it was only a side effect of his hangover, but he also feared what he had set in motion with Max. Of course, both men wanted the same thing… but was Gerald ready to take the final plunge and begin experimenting?

The pubs opening had sent him into Soho that Monday night. He had reserved a table for him and his friend, David, but David cancelled at the last minute, and Gerald found himself alone at the table on the street. Even being forced to sit on the street… in the cold… there was still a party atmosphere. A year of lockdown would do that to any community, but the British worshipped their pubs, and any chance to step back into one and drink a pint was cause for a celebration. Gerald just wished he wasn’t always so alone…

  • Anyone sitting here?

Gerald looked up from the glass he had been concentrating on, and into the ice blue eyes of the James Dean wannabe that stood before him holding a Guinness in his hand.

  • I have to sit at a table or they’ll throw me out… and this seat is looking pretty comfortable, mate.
  • It’s… no… no ones sitting here. Go ahead. Have a seat. Take it… it’s yours.

Gerald watched the lad sit down while taking a sip from his glass at the same time. He had to be… what… twenty two… twenty five… his stubble barely growing… his body… though somewhat hidden by his leather jacket and jeans, lithe and lean.

  • Couldn't find a seat anywhere… whole streets gone mad!!
  • They’re… all… reserved this about four weeks ago… the table…
  • I’m supposed to be meeting me mates, but fuck ‘em. Decided to stay home and watch Love Island then brave the Corona. Fuck ‘em. Enjoying a drink with you now.
  • Thanks.
  • Of course.

Silence. Silence that needed to be filled.

  • I’m… I’m Gerald.
  • Maximilian. Mum thought it sounded posh. You can call me Max.
  • Good to meet you, Max.
  • You as well.

The two drank in silence for a few minutes. Damn, he was beautiful, Gerald thought… but I’m old enough to be his father…!

  • What do you do for a living, Max?
  • This and that. Been furloughed for a while… worked in a pub in Hackney for a while… got an Only Fans now.
  • Oh yeah?
  • Yeah. Got a good amount of subscribers too. Make about five hundred quid a month.
  • Really? Not bad.
  • Enough to buy the next round.
  • No. I think I’ve had enough for a Monday.
  • No. No. It’s my treat. You let me sit at your table,
  • It was no problem…
  • Don’t insult me now. You’ll let me buy you a drink.

Gerald looked at Max and smiled. He may be rough around the edges, he thought, but he seemed kind…

  • Sure. I’ll have another.
  • Good!

Max ordered another lager for Gerald and a Guinness for himself, and although several guys came up to talk to him, Max only seemed interested in Gerald. Before he knew it, a third and then a fourth pint were ordered, and Max’s stool had moved closer to Gerald’s.

  • No matter what I do, society doesn’t take me seriously.
  • I’m sure that’s not true.
  • No! It is! Society is too busy worrying about everybody else but don’t give a shit about Generation Z. For instance, why the fuck are all those old geezers getting the vaccine, and me, I have to go to work, risk my life, andI won’t get it till August!
  • Well… that is an argument…
  • Are you vaccinated?
  • Ummm… yes…. I..,
  • See. Society feels you have a right to feel safe and not me.
  • No. No. That’s not true. It’s just… I work for a lab. We were all vaccinated.
  • So you working in a lab is more important than me. That’s why I have to get fucked on camera to make money.

Max ordered another round for the two, and although he tried to refuse, Max wouldn’t hear of it. Outside on Compton Street it was beginning to get busier and, despite it getting colder, there was a New Years Eve vibe in the air. Gerald looked at Max and grinned as they both took a sip

  • It’s been a while… since I drank this much. It’s been a while since I’ve been out of my house.
  • You married?
  • No.
  • Boyfriend?
  • Nope. Never been kissed. I came out pretty late… and… well… work keeps me pretty busy.
  • Your lab work.
  • Yeah.
  • You ever been fucked?
  • Ummm… no. Never.
  • Fucked a guy?
  • Nope.
  • Damn, mate!!
  • No! No. It’s fine. I don’t think I’ve ever really wanted to… felt the need to…
  • You wank?
  • Uhhh.
  • You have to jerk it. I blow about 3 or 4 times a day.
  • Of course I… um… jerk it. Just… not as frequently as you.
  • Me mum says I’m sex crazed.
  • Maybe she’s right!
  • Ha!! Maybe she is. Let’s drink to that,

The two men clinked their glasses and drank.

  • So. What do you do in a lab that keeps you so busy you can’t even jerk your cock?
  • I’m not too busy for it… but… I guess when you’re…

Really Gerald? Do you want to tell this young stud who is acting like he’s into you how old you are? Smooth move. Change the subject quick… and sound interesting!!!

  • I’m hoping to end world hunger.
  • Really? All by yourself?
  • Well… not all by myself… but mostly…
  • How so?

A blonde stud in a white short sleeve shirt and no coat came over to Max and began flirting with him. Gerald assumed they knew each other by the way they casually began to make out, or perhaps he was just some young guy hoping to get lucky on a Monday night. As soon as Max sent his new friend off to buy a round of shots for the table, Gerald worked quickly to gain back Max’s undivided attention. Perhaps it was the liquor that had loosened his tongue or perhaps the fifty-three year old thought he possibly had a chance with the hot guy he had sitting at his table. No matter what it was, his gut was telling him it was time to brag.

  • I’ve been working on a formula to give to animals… help them grow larger…. help with food supply in third world countries.
  • You’d what… feed it to a cow and it grows bigger?
  • Well… in theory. It’s still in the development stage.
  • So, you’ve not really created it yet.

The bartender was pouring the shots for the blonde stud.

  • No… I have… it’s just… it’s still in trial. The idea is that you rub it on the area of the animal you want to enlarge… to feed more people.
  • And it works?
  • No clue. Hasn’t been tested yet. It’s kind of a rogue programme I’ve been working on at home… outside of work…
  • Doing your own thing. You sound like you could be a bad boy.
  • I don’t know about that…

The blonde was paying for the drinks.

  • I was thinking… I’m going to do an experimental trial tomorrow… on a rat… maybe you’d want to come over and watch.
  • Really? Like… assist you in your experiment?
  • Yeah. Like that.
  • Fuck yeah!! I’d love that!! You and me playing mad scientist!!! Give me your phone. Unlock it.

Gerald did as he was told. In a few moments Max was handing it back to him.

  • Just put my name in your contacts. Balls in your court now. I’d love to see more of you… you and your experiment… but mostly you. Text me tomorrow if it’s still on.
  • I… I will. Of course I will. You can count on it.
  • Good. I can’t wait.

Max leaned over and kissed Gerald gently on the lips. Moving back, the young man smiled.

  • It’s a date!

The blonde returned with the shots and they continued to drink right up until the 10.30 last call bell. Through those hours, Gerald felt himself actually relax for the first time in years as he talked and laughed with Peter and Max. Although there was obvious sexual chemistry between the two younger guys, Max always had a wink or a smile for Gerald at all the right times.

Getting home last night had been a bit of a blur and Gerald barely remembered getting out of his clothes and into bed. He couldn’t believe he was actually going to see Max again later this afternoon. Maybe after he showed him some of his work, he could take the boy for something to eat. Yeah. That would be really nice.

From his bedroom, just as he was starting to drift off again, Gerald heard his front door open and close. The shock of realising he was not alone in his house forced him quickly out of bed and into the main room. Before him stood Max, carrying two coffees.

  • I wasn’t sure what you liked, so I just got you a flat white. Everyone loves a flat white.

Gerald took the lidded cup and held the warm object in his hand.

  • I was going to text you… like you asked… I didn’t…
  • … know I’d be here. Well, it’s a good thing I was or you’d never have found your way home. You completely blacked out. I found your address in your wallet and ordered an Uber to get you home. Once you were tucked in bed, the trains had stopped running from this area and a bus would have taken hours, so I helped myself to your couch. Hope you don’t mind.
  • No! Not at all! I was just surprised.
  • I had texted you early last night to help you remember me, but here I am… in the flesh. Now, why don’t you drink your coffee and take a shower. I’ll make you breakfast. That will help ease your head.

Gerald spent nearly thirty minutes in the shower and stepped out to a breakfast of eggs, bacon, and fried potatoes. Max had prepared a pot of tea, and was just an expert conversationalist as Gerald had remembered. When he was starting to feel halfway human again, Max brought up Gerald showing him his experiment.

Yearning to show off in front of the handsome young man in front of him, Max eagerly led him outside and across the back garden to his workshop. This was where he had spent three years working on the project that would save the world from starvation… in theory. It had never been tried out. In all accounts, it should work, and perhaps he should have tested his findings before showing it to another person, but his cock was directing him… not his brain.

  • It’s about two months from the real trial, but we can give it a little test.

From a locked cabinet in the large wooden room in the back garden, Max removed a covered glass beaker with a white liquid in it. The substance appeared to be the consistency of Greek yogurt, and was odourless when Gerald removed the lid.

Gloving up and then grabbing a small rat from one of the cages, Gerald confidently held it in his hand while he took a small paintbrush from a desk drawer. Dipping the bristles of the brush into the formula, he lifted some of it out of the jar and proceeded to delicately apply it to the rat's tail.

Both men were silent as they watched the formula quickly sink into its tail. After Moving the rat back to its cage, Gerald removed his gloves and grabbed two stools for the men to sit on.

  • Watch.

A few minutes later, the rat began to quickly move about its cage trying to find an area of comfort. Max watched in awe as the rat suddenly slowed down, and Gerald grabbed his new friend's arm as the rat’s tail slowly began to both lengthen and thicken. What had started out at two inches quickly became three, then four, then five. When it reached six inches long, the tail proceeded to lengthen more significantly than a rats tail normally would be. Once about ten minutes had passed, the growth ceased and the rat quickly went and started drinking from its water bottle.

  • That is fuckin brilliant, Jerry!!! You need to call the newspapers!
  • Not just yet. There are still plenty of other trials to be run.
  • It’s amazing!! That tail just grew right in front of us! The BBC would go crazy over this.
  • Well, it’s our little secret for a while. Don’t want to get hopes up if it only grows rat tails!
  • Then you need to try it out on other things… a dog… a monkey…
  • In time I will!

Gerald was filled with so many emotions. He couldn’t believe his formula worked and was shocked that he had shared the experience with the sexy man next to him.

  • You have to! You could even try it out on me!
  • Ha! On you?!
  • Yeah. Fuck animals… you could make bank with cock and breast enlargements!
  • That’s a great idea… but I think hunger should be where I start.
  • Yeah… if the government lets you.
  • Government?
  • Yeah. They would snatch that right up if they knew it existed… do their own experiments.
  • Yes… well… when I’m ready… I’ll present my findings and…
  • I’d hate to see them take it from you.

Gerald looked directly into Max’s eyes.

  • What are you saying?
  • I’m saying that you created something miraculous, and I want a little taste… to keep me quiet.
  • A taste.
  • Yeah. A taste. Haven't you ever wanted your cock and balls just a little bit bigger?
  • I haven’t really…
  • My cock isn’t bad. A little over six inches… but imagine how popular I’d be if it was 12… 13 inches…. the money would roll in on Onlyfans.
  • I can’t, Max. It needs to be tested… it could be dangerous. Who knows what might happen to your cock if…

Max pulled out his phone.

  • I’m ready to take a chance on your brilliance. Are you ready to take a chance I don’t call the police?

Gerald stared at Max.

  • Please don’t do this.
  • Let me take the risk… and I’ll stay silent.

Max moved closer to Gerald until they were closer than they ever had been before.

  • Do this for me, and no one will ever find out. It will be our secret.
  • I’m not having any part in this. What you do is up to you.
  • Perfect!

Max moved to the desk while undoing his trousers. With a quick flourish they were on the floor and he was stepping out of them. The young man had gone commando, and Gerald couldn't help looking at Max’s half hard penis. It was already of good size and quite thick… a much nicer penis than his own.

Max grabbed the gloves and put them on.

  • Don’t want to have a massive hand as well.

Grabbing the glass beaker, Max proceeded to dip two fingers into the jar and remove some of its contents.

  • Don’t put on too…
  • Stop winging, Jerry.

With his gloves hand he began to distribute the formula along the shaft of his penis. Going back to the beeker twice more, he was quickly able to coat both his cock and balls, ensuring both were equally covered. Once the formula began to seep into his skin, Max took off the gloves and grabbed his phone.

  • Here. You can film this for real proof that it works.
 

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Gerald grabbed the phone and began to film Max, the screen focused on his penis.

A few minutes passed, and no growth was visible. What had happened was that Max’s cock remained hard, and even began to leak a couple of drops of pre. Just as he sat his bare ass on one of the wooden stools, Max felt a deep pressure building in the base of his cock. He smirked at Gerald as he felt it growing stronger each second.

  • I can feel it…
  • What? What do you feel?
  • It’s like… it’s like my cock is getting a little harder every couple of seconds… like… just when I feel it’s totally hard… it gets even more so.

Max inhaled deeply as he felt his cock swell up and release a rope of pre onto the floor.

  • Oh fuck, Jerry. This is it!! I can feel it in my balls now… feel them… starting to swell.. I can really feel it starting to get stronger… really strong… almost burning in my balls!!

Gerald watched as sweat began to form on Max’s forehead. From Max’s facial expressions, Gerald could tell that he was quickly moving through a variety of sensations from pain to ecstasy.

  • This is it, Jer!! I can actually feel my balls… fuck… feel them going into overdrive! Making more and more sperm… more cum… needing to grow to create a bigger factory!! They’re actually starting to feel heavier!! Can you see that, or is it just my imagination?

Gerald looked at Max’s ball sack and was amazed to see it was slowly starting to swell! As Max took a large inhale of air and let out a loud moan, precum began to flow freely from the head of his penis.

  • Finding it… harder to talk…. I’ve never felt this horny in my fuckin life!!! FUCK JERRY!! This is really starting to hurt!! Feels like someone keeps punching me in my balls… but… it also feels fuckin amazing!! I feel powerful… like all this strength is just emanating from my cock! This is gonna be big, Jerry!! I can feel it!!

Max laughed, but a sudden grip of pain overtook him again, and he grabbed onto the desk with his right hand. Gerald could see Max’s penis get even harder still and was now looking red and engorged with blood. The strong smell of sweat and bleach began to fill the room as thicker wads of precum, almost the consistency of honey, began to pour from his piss slit. It was obvious to Gerald that Max’s testicles were indeed getting much larger and filling his sack

  • Look at the size of them!! Look like extra large eggs right now… and they’re still growing!

Max closed his eyes suddenly and began to breathe heavily.

  • Fuck!! Fuck!! Jerry!! I…

An extremely large amount of pre-cum shot itself out of Max’s penis and splattered against the far wall.

  • Fuck!!! That felt amazing!!! Shot clear across the room!! Fuck me… I can feel it building up again!!! FUCK!!!!

An even larger and thicker amount of pre-cum shot itself once again across the room. Gerald saw a look of panic and pride on Max’s face as Max grabbed his penis with his right hand. Moments later, wad after wad after wad of pre-cum shot out of his penis. This continued for fifteen more explosions of pre before it slowly calmed down and then began to consistently leak from his cock and onto the floor. Breathing heavily, Max stood and began to pace around the room like an animal trapped in a cage.

  • Balls… balls continuously producing more and more pre… you can actually hear my balls at work making more and more cum… gallons and gallons of the shit!!

Max threw his head back as his cock began to fire larger wads of pre-cum. As he tried to keep hold of it with his right hand, as it pulsed to the beat of Max’s heart, Gerald could see that it was slowly getting thicker.

  • Cock… starting to grow… too…. getting much thicker… but… something else… is happening… I can feel it… I can…

With a sudden loud moan, Max fell onto his knees as his cock began to swell even thicker. Soon, Max’s hand was too small to even go halfway around it.

  • I can feel… the flesh of my cock ripping and rebuilding itself as it grows more immense. Burns… as more and more blood is being forced into it! Fuck!!! Must be as thick as a Gin tin now… and I know it’s only going to get bigger and bigger!! I’ve never felt anything like this!!! Can you hear my balls churning??!!! Getting so loud… getting stronger! Look at my balls, Jer!! They’re like two avocados right now… Getting so heavy…. Ball sack pulling down... don’t think I’ll ever be able to fully close my legs again! Look at this!!! Can’t even get most of my hand around it!!! Look at the space between my thumb and my finger! This cock is gonna tear a guy up!! Not even sure if I can still get this into a guy… but I don’t give a shit!! Ha!! Cock keeps leaking pre!! It just doesn’t stop shooting out!! It’s like an endless supply that is forcing my cock and balls to grow and grow and grow!!! Look at this thing!! Getting longer. Has to be nearly nine inches now!!

Max grinning was short lived as his face began to wince in pain.

  • Cock head… more and more blood being forced into it… pumping it up… forcing it to swell… FUCK!!! Piss slit… tearing… getting longer as the head gets taken over by the growth!! Getting so massive… so meaty… piss slit keeps tearing to accommodate the sheer size of my cock head!! Gonna try and cover the head with my hand. Ha!! Look, Jer!! The head is wider than the palm of my hand…. can barely get my hand to cover it… and it’s still growing. FUCK!!! My cock is still growing!!!

Gerald saw a shock wave go through Max and watched as his ball sack nearly doubled in size, making more and more room for the grapefruits than now resided there. With his eyes closed, Max tried to stroke his own cock but found that he soon needed more than two hands just to cover the shaft. Where the hell is all the blood coming from to keep that beast hard, Gerald wondered.

  • Growing so fast now. One minute it’s probably eleven inches… the next… twelve. Keep growing!! I’m a fuckin freak already with a cock and set of balls like this… but I love it!!! I never want it to end!

Max had begun sweating more as his penis grew larger and thicker. Gerald stepped back when Max let out a roar that filled the laboratory.

  • Balls… growing… getting…. MY VOICE!! Whet the fuck is happening to my voice? It sounds like it’s getting deeper!! How can that be…. FUCK!!! There!! Happened again!! Voice getting so deep… so masculine…

Gerald was shocked to hear Max talking with a voice that now sounded an octave lower… perhaps more. On Max’s face, Gerald was surprised to see a thick five o’clock shadow forming. As he took in the young man, he could tell that the hair on his arms and legs appeared to be coming in thicker and darker, and his chest now had a dusting over his pecs, traveling down to a crotch that was also getting much hairier. His testosterone, Gerald thought, somehow the growth is affecting his testosterone… shooting it into overdrive.

  • Cock has to be over thirteen inches long and thick as a Fosters can!!! Balls are churning even more as they swell… no way I’m ever going to be able to hide my junk in a pair of trousers again!!! I don’t think I’ll even be able to fit this in underwear.

A scent had begun to permeate from Max that was starting to get Gerald hornier than he ever had been. Pheromones… Gerald thought, as he watched Max trying to jerk his cock while sniffing his own newly hairier armpits. His face was now covered in what looked like a weeks worth of growth on his face, and his chest hair had sprouted longer and darker.

  • My cock… is so colossal!!! Just looking at it… everyone is going to want to suck and get fucked by it over and over and over…. My cock and balls are pure sex. Fuck!!! I’m pure sex!!! Balls churning… I think… I think I’m gonna… blow… need to empty these massive cum factories. FUCK!!!!

Gerald would always remember his mouth dropping open as Max began to ejaculate continuously for seven minutes. During that time, his cock continued to lengthen and thicken more, the head blowing up to unthinkable proportions.

As his ejaculation began to lessen, Max kept stroking the thick shaft and laughing. When he spoke again, his voice rumbled with a deep bass.

  • It works. Jerry!! Your formula fucking works!! My cock… I now have the monster cock of me dreams!!! Hard as a girder... Thicker than my own arm!! Did you see me cum like a firehose? It probably takes four hands to cover this monster!!! And my voice… so deep and sexy… like my cock!! You got a measuring tape, Jerry? Measure this beast!!

Gerald did as he was told, grabbing a measuring tape from one of his desk drawers. As he approached Max, he was amazed to feel the heat radiating from his body… but mainly from his cock and balls!! When he touched the massive cock that stood proudly erect from Max’s crotch. pre began to leak from his own small penis, and all he could do was think how badly he wanted to try and fit the monster in his mouth…

  • Max… it’s 14.6 inches long, and 9.4 inches thick. The head itself is 5 inches long and 9.8 inches thick.
  • A fuckin monster… a cock of a fuckin God, and it’s all because if you. You’re a fuckin genius, Jerry!! We’re gonna make bank growing cocks for guys who have the dough to pay!! We’re gonna be billionaires, Jer, but first… you know what you want to do. Get on your knees and worship it.

Gerald didn’t need to be told twice. Kneeling down in the massive puddle if cum that covered the floor, he began to stroke and lick the almighty shaft that grew from Max’s crotch.

  • That’s it!! Lick it all… tongue bathe my cock and balls!!

Pre began to leak from Max’s cock again as Gerald opened his mouth and tried to fit the head inside.

  • We’re gonna be billionaires, mate… trillionares. I… fuck…

Max took his hands and put it on the back of Geralds head, forcing himself further in. Gerald could feel a shiver running through Max’s body as the young man attempted to fuck his face. Gerald was in ecstasy as he heard Max laugh and felt the cock in his mouth swell slightly…

  • Growing again… Jer!! Guess it wasn’t… quite done..

As it swelled thicker, Gerald gagged and quickly removed his mouth from the growing member. Max continued to stroke it with both hands, and as if in a trance, Gerald began to help as well.

  • getting even bigger… it’s what I’ve always wanted.. I’m becoming a fuckin morph…. Balls filling up… churning… fuck… getting blue balls.. hurting so badly… this cock was built for constant use!!! Take your clothes off, Jer!! I need to fuck… right now!!

Terrified but unable to stop himself, Gerald began to take off his clothes.
  • I won’t be able to take it, Max. I’ve never.
  • Need to fuck, Jer. Need to train your ass to take this or rip it apart. Becoming too horny to care!!! Can’t think anymore… need to fuck..

Max kneeled on the floor, and just as he began to finger Gerald’s eager hole, preparing it for the christening of his massive member, he roared again and began to ejaculate. For four minutes, Gerald proceeded to get covered by the sweet nectar that Max was now producing. When he finished, Max looks at Gerald, and with a big smile covered by his bearded face, he began to laugh
  • Measure me again!

Grabbing the measuring tape, Gerald announced the new size of Max’s monster appendage.

  • It’s 16.4inches long and...10.2 inches wide.
  • Yes!!!!
  • The head itself is... 6.8 long and 10.9 wide.
  • You love this fuckin monster, Jer?
  • Yea. You know I do.
  • You ready to take it?
  • I… I…
  • Do t worry. You’re gonna be shocked by how amazing it’s going to feel.

Hot pre began to fire from Max’s cock as he coated Gerald’s waiting hole. Gerald closed his eyes as he felt the immense head start to enter his body. Panting on top of him, Max slowly but forcefully spread him apart.

  • That’s right! Take this fuckin monster!! We’re gonna fuck over and over again, and when you can’t take anymore, we’ll call a group of my friends who will be more than eager. Then… once I have my horniness under control… we’re gonna make big plans. Massive plans!

Gerald felt the cock forcing its way in further.

  • We’re gonna make massive plans, Jer. I’m going to finally get everything… I… deserve!!
 

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Part Three

It took Max a while to actually find something to wear that would even partially cover up his cock. Not that he wanted to hide it. No! Not at all. He wanted to proudly show it to the world; walk down the High Street with it on display as it snaked out in front of him. All of that would have to wait. Soon, he thought. Soon.

As Gerald slept, exhausted after hours of Max fucking him, Max looked through the older man’s wardrobe to find some trousers that might cover him up a little. As he tried on several, he found that it wasn’t his cock that was the issue. Soft, at around 13”, he could slip it down the right leg, and although it was noticeable, he could easily go out like that. No. It was his ball sack that threw everything off. His balls had each grown to the size of grapefruits, and no matter how big the waist of Gerald’s trousers were, Max still wasn’t able to zip them up. Eventually he finally found a pair of jogging bottoms in a drawer that would have to be suitable for the time being.

Max looked in on Gerald before going into the sitting room. The older man was fast asleep, his asshole swollen and still leaking out the gallons of cum Max had let off inside of him. In fact, the whole room was going to need to be professionally cleaned. Thick mounds of cum covered multiple surfaces and the wooden floor was a sticky mess. Max grinned as he took in the damage he had done. Who would have thought that his cock and balls would be the cause of such destruction! Just thinking about it caused his cock to surge a little harder and his balls to start churning,

Concentrate, Max told himself. Focus!! You can have more later… as much as you want. We have business right now! That seemed to quiet the beast for the moment, but he knew it would only be a short-lived reprieve before he had to fuck again. It had been nearly an hour since his last release, and that was the longest he had gone since acquiring his new sex organs.

A muffled knock at the front door brought him back to the moment at hand. Closing the door to the bedroom behind him, Max walked down the hallway to the front door. Looking out the window, he verified that it was Peter and not one of Gerald’s neighbors. Opening the door, Max couldn't help having a proud look on his face when Peter took in his package, in person, for the first time.

· What the fuck, mate!!!
· Told you it was real.
· Won’t believe it till I touch it for myself.
· Well, come inside and close the door. Don’t feel like putting on a show for the neighbors just yet.

Max walked into the sitting room with Peter trailing behind him.

· Well? Strip it off!!

Max grinned at his friend and quickly pulled his bottoms to the floor. Hearing Peter’s quick intake of air only made him prouder of the meat he had on display.

· Fuck me, man!! It’s real.
· Yep. Totally real.

Peter moved closer and put his hand on Max’s shaft. It was the first time Max had been touched since his hours spent with Gerald, and just feeling the sensation caused him to harden slightly.

· That is insane, mate!!
· Thanks.
· But how?

Peter continued stroking Max’s cock causing the monolith to harden at his touch. Concentrate, Max told himself, but was finding it harder to think. All he could see was his cock impaled inside the muscular ass of his friend.

· Focus…
· What??

His cock was now fully hard and all Max wanted to do was tear the clothes from Peter’s body and ride his ass… release his seed over and over again until he was once again satisfied.

Peter moved his hand down to the head of Max’s cock, and as he did, he felt the whole organ thicken and release a wad of thick golden pre onto the floor. The smell of the substance, as soon as it left Max’s cock head, filled the room with its heady aroma and instantly started Peter’s hard cock to leak.

Another thick wad was shot out after the first, hitting Peter in the chest and coating his T-shirt. Moving his hand down to his soiled top, he dipped his hand into the substance and brought two covered fingers to his nose. As he inhaled, the room spun around him and he felt his body instantly relax. Feeling his whole-body shudder, he scooped up more of the substance and inhaled again, this time even deeper. Peter couldn't help but laugh as he got high on the substance, but as soon as his eyes fell on Max, he knew he had to submit.

The two had never had sex before even though they had known each other for years. They each were the only true friend that the other had, and both felt it was better having a friend than a quick fuck that had the potential to ruin everything. But now… now Peter knew it didn’t matter if it did destroy their relationship. He knew he would never be whole again until he allowed Max to take him body and soul.

Raising his pre covered hand to his mouth, Peter opened wide and stuck out his tongue to lick it. Before he could, he felt Max push his hand away and grab him by the shoulders.

· Focus, Peter!! Focus!!

When Max spoke, he sounded as if he was in a tunnel many miles away.

· Do it, Max. Please!! Fuck me! Fuck me now.
· Peter!! Focus!!!
· Max!! Please!!

Peter could feel tears running down his cheeks as Max shook him harder.

· Why?? Why aren’t I good enough?? Tell me!!

Max shook his friend again but had to stop when another wad of pre shot out of his cock, this time even larger and more potent. Must… fuck… he thought to himself… and although the need was even stronger than ever, Max knew he had to prove that he was the one in control. Lifting his hand, he slapped Peter across the face. Catching a glimpse that Peter was waking up, Max slapped him again. Hoping that would solve the problem, Max turned around and, with difficulty, pulled on the jogging bottoms.

Peter could feel the tears that had streamed down his face, and as if waking up from a dream, remembered what had just occurred. Looking at his friend once again, Peter’s whole body quaked as he came in his pants. After twenty seconds or so of the strongest orgasm he had ever felt, Peter began to come back to his senses.

· Here.

Max handed Peter a bottle of water and moved across the room to give his friend some time to come down. After three large gulps, Peter took the rest and poured it over his head.

· What the fuck, mate!!!
· This is all new to me too. What I can gather… it’s like… my body has evolved itself in some way. Most guys wouldn’t want anything to do with a cock this size… but my pre… it makes it almost impossible for you to resist. I’ve also found that it’s a numbing agent… so that I can fit it in your mouth or your ass without resistance.
· I was gonna let you fuck me. I was begging you to fuck me.
· I know… and it appears to be only getting stronger. Gerald, the guy who invented the stuff, the guy from last night, he started out really nervous about me fucking him, but as the day progressed he couldn’t get enough. Before he passed out, he was begging me to fuck him… crying like you did… and even when he did pass out...for an hour afterward he kept jerking off and fingering himself. He’s only now calmed down.
· I’m in.
· What?
· I’m in. Sign me up. Slap some of that potion on me. I’d kill to have that power.
· I don’t think you understand… what’s happening to me since I used it… it’s still changing me.
· And it’s brilliant.
· I can control it somewhat now… but the need is getting stronger. I’m worried that soon… soon I won’t be able to stop it…
· There’s worst things than fucking day and night!
· Be serious.
· I am. This world is fucked, Max. We both know it. Why not go out with a bang? Picture us, both in SoHo, hundreds of hot men worshiping our cocks… mass orgy’s every day of our lives.

Max felt a stirring in his groin as if his cock was agreeing with everything Peter was saying. Streets filled with hot men, all of them gyrating and pulsating to the same need, to the same desire. And he was at the apex of that. He could see it… smell it...

Peter watched as Max’s cock began to harden. Come on, Max ‘ole buddy, he thought. Bring me to the formula.

· Hundreds of men… worshiping me…
· Worshiping us…
· My cock…
· Our cocks…
· All they need to exist…
· Yes!

Max slowly pulled his jogging bottoms down and began to stroke his hardening cock with both hands.

· Show me where the formula is, Max, and we can make that all come true.
· Yes… but first you have to show me you are worthy…

Peter saw Max’s cock raise itself on its own accord, focus on him like it was thinking its own thoughts, and shoot pre directly into his face. Four hours would pass before he regained consciousness.

Gerald looked over at the clock next to his bed, and tried to focus his eyes on the numbers to see what time it was. Unable to see as clearly as he wished, Gerald sat up, feeling the thick crust of cum all over his naked body.

His heart began to beat faster as he slowly remembered everything that happened: waking up... Max bringing the coffees... the growing rat tail... Max’s cock… the hours of mindless sex. Max!! Gerald looked around the room, but saw no sign of Max. Trying to stand up, Gerald felt more cum leak out of his ass and fall onto the floor. A part of him wanted to find Max and start the sex sessions over again, but another part wanted to stop whatever was going on. But how?

Finding his glasses on the floor and caked in cum, Gerald grabbed a t-shirt and attempted to clean them off. Once they were partially clean, he put them on his face and took in the state of the room. It looked like an army of men had had a week-long gangbang in the room, but Gerald knew that it had just been he and Max.

The smell was still intoxicating, and he found himself stroking his hardening cock. When I find Max, we’ll fuck… and then we’ll figure out how to control this… together…

Slipping on a pair of jeans and a t-shirt, Gerald moved from his bedroom and into the sitting room. The whole area looked even worse than his bedroom, but how was that possible? Max’s smell was everywhere, and it was fresh... but where was Max?
 

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Peter woke up on the floor of the kitchen. He recalled Max taking him multiple times in the living room, each time shoving his immensepenis further and further inside of him. At first the pain was excruciating, but it was a pain that he wanted to feel as it mixed with more pleasure than he had ever felt in his life. He simply couldn’t get enough. Each time Max let loose a load inside of him, the burning heat of the cum made him feel so alive that he wanted more and more.

They had moved to the kitchen when Max announced that Peter must be dehydrated and proceeded to feed him cold water from a jug he had found in a cabinet. The water had begun to clear Peter’s head, and he knew that there was something they had to do, but as soon as Max started leaking again, it was all over.

Now, here he was. From his position on the kitchen floor, he could see through the window that the sun was just beginning to rise. Fuck, he thought, I got here at eight last night. Where had the hours gone? Standing, Peter felt extremely weak on his feet. Moving to the sink, he grabbed the closest glass and filled it with water, and drank it down. He felt empty… extremely empty. It was Max he needed. He needed to be near him, allowing him to use him… worshiping him.

What the fuck am I thinking? Peter turned on the tap and dunk his whole head under it until he was able to come back to his senses. The formula. Peter needed to get to it soon and slap it on his own cock before he missed the opportunity of evolving like his friend. Evolving… funny that he should think that. Max had said the same thing and Peter had dismissed it as nonsense, but after what had occurred last night, there was no question that Max was indeed evolving. Well, Max wasn’t going to be the only one to evolve. Peter would get that formula and watch as his own cock and balls became the objects of legends.

Looking out the window, Peter could see the medium sized cottage that Max had described to him that held the laboratory. The door to that building was hanging wide open, so Peter began to wonder if that was where Max had gone. Moving to the sitting room, Peter grabbed his trousers, quickly slipped them on over his slim frame, and checked his phone to see if he had any messages.

Fuck!! He had missed 6 calls; one of them from a past client who wanted to know if he had had the first Covid jab and was ready to start tricking again. He’d text him back later and tell him he did have the jab (he hadn’t) and could meet him later this week. He desperately needed the money. Desperately!! The month was almost over and rent was going to be due. Sure he was getting furlough, but he was a bartender in a gay bar so that added up to not very much at the end of the month. He was just lucky the bar hadn’t laid him off and the government was still handing out furlough. No… he needed to hunt down some serious cash… and quick.

Walking quietly out of the house and across the back garden, Peter shivered in the cold morning air. Thinking about te money he was going to owe had pushed aside any erotic thoughts that may have risen from last night, and all he could think about was what he was going to have to sell to stay in the flat he was currently in. Entering the cottage, Peter was hit by the strong waves of Max’s scent, and this got him instantly hard once again.

The main room, which appeared to be a sitting room / research area, was covered in large mounds of drying cum and pre-cum. Peter recognized Max’s clothes that were scattered on the floor, and could only assume that the others were Gerald’s. On the desk there were three cages that held quite small rats and one glass jar that contained a white thick liquid. Moving quickly, Peter grabbed the jar and held it in his hand.

This has to be it, Peter thought, as he looked into the opening at the liquid. He was rather surprised at how unremarkable it was, and yet, what it did to Max was undeniable.

  • Max? Max? Are you in here?
Peter called out to him yet only received silence as a reply. Moving into the small hallway off of the main room and looking through the two additional rooms, kitchen, and toilet that made up the living space of the cottage, Peter came to the conclusion that he was very much alone. He must have fallen asleep, Peter surmised, as he looked out the window to see if there were any signs of Max. That had to be it. He must have passed out after so much exertion. Peter moved back to the main room and leaned against the desk holding the jar in his hand.

Looking closely at it again, Peter remembered something that Max had said last night: “Why the hell would he want to end world hunger with this is beyond me. He could charge people a million pounds for a larger cock.”

He could, Peter thought. He could charge people a million pounds for this. Easily. They would just need to know about the product… see it in use… and they could deposit the money into his bank account. Even if only one person bought it, he’d be a millionaire. Hell, he could change 10,000 pounds per person and if he sold enough, never have to work again. Moving quickly and quietly, Peter closed the door and lowered the blind to the large window that looked into the main room.

Turning on the main lamps in the room, Peter walked over to the desk and positioned his phone next to a large pile of books. Powering it on, he pressed the camera icon and switched it around so that he was on selfie mode. Gathering an idea of what area was within the frame, he wheeled the desk chair to the centre of it. Moving back to his phone, he opened his google browser and brought up the OnlyFans page. Quickly logging into his account, worried that he wouldn't be able to finish what he needed to do before Max came in, Peter moved through the page until he was in the area where he could go Live. Starting the Live Session, Peter placed the phone back to where he originally placed it, moved to the desk chair and sat down.
  • Hi everyone. Pete here! Sorry I look a little rough! Late night!! Didn’t expect to go live this early in the morning, but you all know, when I have something to share with you, I need to share it right away. And boy, do I have something to share! Yesterday, around 6pm, a mate of mine called me, telling me this, honestly, unbelievable story of this scientist he had met, and a secret formula that makes cocks bigger. Way bigger.
Peter picked up the jar and held it up for his Fans to see.
  • This is that formula. He proceeded to tell me how he had tried the shit out and now had this monster cock and massive set of balls. I was like: ‘Brov!! Don’t bullshit a bullshitter!’ Then he started sending me pics of him… and his cock. My jaw fell to the floor, but I figured he was still trying to make me look stupid. I told him I wouldn’t believe him till I saw it in person… felt it… I don’t know… sucked it for myself to know it was real. Well, guess what, Gang!!! He wasn’t fuckin lying!!! When I saw his new meat… when I felt the heat rising off of it, smelt the musk of his balls, and saw the massive head leaking pre for myself… I was on my back with my legs in the air faster than a twink at Pride. The cum that shot out if that thing… the sheer look of power in his eyes just possessing a cock like that… Fuck!! I had to have one for myself… but… I’m also a giver… as most of you know.
Peter laughed, leaned over and placed the glass jar on the floor. Standing up from the chair, he unbuttoned his jeans and let them drop to the floor. Stepping out of them, he kicked them away and smiled at the camera.
  • As you can see… the same cock I’ve had since I was 16. Not a bad size… pleasured a lot of guys… but I just can’t get it out of my head what it would be like to have a monster cock weighing me down… filling out the crotch of my jeans… obvious that sex is what I live for. I’m sure you feel the same way. So… after proving to myself and you that it works… I’m willing to share. How much are you willing to pay to posses a horse cock of your own? £10,000? £50,000. You tell me after you see it work, and we’ll get down to business! Now… let’s get started.
Peter sat in the chair once again and picked up the jar. His cock had already hardened significantly, and he couldn’t hide the smile that was plastered on his face.
  • Now… what I’m going to do is pour a little of it on my cock and balls.
As Peter tried to carefully pour the liquid from the jar, a large amount splashed on his crotch, his lower stomach, and right leg. Moving his hand to rub it into his cock and balls, more if it spilled out onto his left leg.
  • Fuck. Let me just set this on the floor.
As he leaned back up, Peter could see a large part of the white liquid already seeping into his skin. Taking the excess from his hand, he placed it on his cock head… carefully massaging it in. In a minute… it was all gone. Looking down at the jar, he could tell there was only slightly more left.
  • If this works… I know myself… so, why not just use it all while we have it. Go big or go home, right?
Peter picked up the jar and quickly poured just about all of it over his cock and balls, watching it quickly coat both as well as his pubic mound. Using his right hand to ensure his hard cock and balls were completely covered, he wiped the excess from his palm on his right thigh, and the excess that had coated the back of his hand on his left.
  • Fuck it, right? I want to be the one that some guys turn down because it’s too big and it scares them!! I want a bulge that shows the world I have a serious piece of meat in my pants. I want to be known by everyone for my cock!! I’ll be a fuckin legend!! You’re all going to be legends too!! Once you see how this works, once you transfer the money into my account… you're just inches away from having the cock of your dreams!
Peter felt a flush of heat wash over him. It made his body shudder, and he could feel his cock get slightly harder than it had been. Looking down, Peter began to laugh.
  • Not sure why I’m laughing. Nerves maybe. Excitement? Maybe a small tinge if fear; that inner part of you that says, even though you want it so badly, what the fuck have I done?!
Peter closed his eyes and breathed in deeply, lying his head back against the chair.
  • Feels like… how do I describe it… feels like hundreds of fingers are lightly touching my body… feeling it… getting it ready… FUCK!!!
Peter quickly opened his eyes and lifted his head. Raising his right hand up, he watched as each of the digits and palm slowly began to thicken.
  • What the fuck?? My hand!! Ahhh!!!
Peter could hear his hand crack as it lengthened slightly. Holding it up again for the camera, Peter giggled.
  • Maybe I should have… worn gloves!!! Argh!!!
The cracking of bones was more audible now as once again his hand surged longer and thicker. Bringing his left hand up to it, he was surprised by the discrepancy in size. It looked like two different people’s hands!! Peter was on the verge of panicking when he felt pressure mounting in his penis.
  • Oh, fuck me!! It’s working. I can feel it. It’s really fucking working.
Peter felt a tensing in his legs and abs which forced him to lift his pelvis off of the chair. Gritting his teeth, he felt his lower body swell slightly, releasing a string of precum from his cock. Looking down, he could seel that his quads had thickened slightly, and that his lower abs seemed more pronounced. Forget about that for now, Peter thought, sell the formula!!!
  • Never been this hard or this swollen in my entire life!! Feels like I got a tight cock ring around it… or some sort of invisible vice is wrapped around the base of my...
Peter grit his teeth again as his legs and abs tensed, this time feeling even stronger than the first. His cock head swelled significantly as he once again forced his ass off of the chair and shot rope after rope of precum into the air.
  • As you can see… precum supply is also in greater quantities as it feels like my balls are creating more and more…
Peter threw his head back and began to loudly moan.
  • Wave… wave after… fuck… wave… of pleasure… rapture… shooting through my whole entire body. With each heartbeat… I can feel more and more blood being forced into my cock. FUCK!!! Look at it!! Looking purple… and swollen… and the head is thicker than I’ve ever seen…
Peter released a loud groan as he felt both of his quads once again swell bigger, the muscles looking more pronounced than ever before. Lifting his head, he also caught a glimpse of his right hand; it looked like it was two inches longer than before and thick… very thick… like the hand of a bodybuilder…. He opened and closed his hand and was in awe as he watched his forearm grow slightly thicker as well, the veins that ran along the top of his hand swelling larger..

I’m fucked, he thought as his lower abs tightened and released, leaving behind much more dense abs than he had had before. Wherever that shit fell on me… it’s growing….
  • Serious… pain… in my cock…. With each pulse… I can feel the shaft getting thicker…. skin tightening… look at it!!! So thick… FUCK!!! Why is it only getting thicker!!!!
Peter lifted both of his hands and laughed out loud when he compared them to his cock. The left… he couldn't even wrap his left hand half way around it, but his right…
  • Guess this growing paw does have its uses!! At least I can still wrap my hand around it and have some room to SPARE…
Peter screamed out as he felt himself getting kicked in the balls over and over again by an invisible foot. His body convulsed as the torment rocked his body, agony emanating from his testicles. Sweat was glistening on his body as the torment began to be replaced by a dull burning and then swelling of his testicles.
  • Don’t… Don't let this scare you… No one said growing a bigger cock was gonna be… easy… Balls swelling now… Can already tell that they are much larger than before…. pain is still there… but… manageable… damn… starting to look like two large hens eggs fighting for space in my sack!!! Can you see this??!!
As his balls expanded and his cock grew even heftier yet not longer, Peter felt his quads blow up again. They now resembled the quads of a rugby player, and when he touched them, they felt firm and solid.
  • Let’s be honest… guys… I fucked up a little. Look at my legs… fuck… look at my hand… looking like it belongs on a gorilla… but it will all be worth it when you’re all worshiping this cock and balls I’m growing!! Bet they are gonna be freaking sensitive!! Almost as sensitive as my nips. They’re the most sensitive part of…
Peter paused and looked directly at the phone.
  • I’m fucked already… so let’s just say… fuck it!!!!
 

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Leaning over the best he could, Peter picked up the jar, lifted it up, and poured the last of the contents over his pecs and nipples. Using his left hand, he rubbed it in, moaning at the sensation of his growing balls and his sensitive nipples. In his clouded mind, just as all of the cream was soaking in, Peter had one more great idea. Being a man who loved rimming another man, wouldn’t a longer tongue work wonders?? He could just hear the cries of ecstasy coming from those poor bottoms as he tongue fucked them. Barely thinking at all, Peter stuck out his tongue and proceeded to apply the remaining formula on the surface, feeling it quickly soak in,
  • That should do the trick… don’t you think!! Ah!! The rush of power... This mixture of pleasure and pain running through my balls… through my whole body!! Can hardly describe it
- Fuuuuck!!! Man… Cock… thick as a can of Guinness…

As the head grew larger, he began to feel another sensation occurring in the root of his penis
  • Something… something is happening… can feel it building up!!! Balls as large as peaches… pressure rising… either… gonna explode with growth… or rip apart!! UUURRRGGGHHH!! Here…. it… FFFUUCCKKKKK YYYYEEEAAAHHH!!
Breathing heavily as if he were in labour, laughing as well… Peter could feel it slowly inching longer.
  • Feels so hot… actual heat coming from my cock… insane!!! Come on baby!! Grow for Papa!!!
Peter grinned and pointed to the camera at what already had to be nine new inches of cock.
  • Only... the... beginning!!
Peter laughed loudly until the wind was knocked out of him by what felt like a Superman punch to the stomach. With each punch, Peter’s abs became thicker, taking on serious size. Running his hands over the continually spasming abdominals, Peter couldn’t help loving the way the cobblestones felt! He couldn’t stop feeling them, and soon he was putting one finger in the crevices between each ab. Peter’s waist became thicker, but he was also becoming leaner as well, as any fat that had once settled over his abs disintegrated.
  • Look at that, fella’s!!! Instant six pack!! Why go to the gym when you can just buy it!!
Peter spread his legs wider to accommodate his orange sized testicles that were now laying on the desk chair. His sack had begun to grow along with his balls and had gotten significantly hairier which was a bit of a surprise since only a few minutes ago he was completely shaved down there.

Within minutes, they were both the size of grapefruits, and fighting for room in his tight sack. When his sack was pulled taut and completely filled, still his balls inflated larger and larger. For a moment, Peter was afraid the skin of his sack was going to tear open but it appeared that just as his balls bulged even bulkier the skin of his sack began to extend as well. His tender balls were practically burning as they proceeded to gain more mass. He laughed a little when he thought of the situation he had gotten himself into... and got butterflies in his stomach when he thought about what he would become.

Soon there was no room left on the desk chair, and Peter’s ballsack tumbled off and nearly hit the floor. The weight of the pull was, at first, excruciating, but within a few seconds, somewhat erotic. Fuck!!!! His sack was already bigger than Max’s!!!
  • Look Mum!!! Becoming… a total… fuckin… freak!!!
As if spurred on by his words, Peter felt pressure building up in his chest. Lifting his left hand to his slight pecs, he could feel that both nipples had already become much more pronounced… more erect. Stroking them with his large hands made Peter whimper as thunderbolts of pleasure electrocuted his body.
  • Holy… Christ!!! Never felt something… so..,
He moved his hands and stroked his nipples again, this time sensing they were slightly larger and thicker than they had been seconds prior.

Not knowing what to expect, Peter grabbed his nipples and twisted.

A loud cry erupted from his mouth as colours danced before his eyes. At the same time he felt and heard his balls begin to loudly churn. As if a result of experiencing so many sensations at one time, Peter's cock head rapidly doubled in size and he began eliminating pre from his body as if his cock was a hose and the tap turned on to full blast.

It felt as if he was peeing, but he could tell from the pungent bleach aroma that it wasn’t urine. His cock sprayed the substance on the walls, on the desk, on the caged rats, and on himself. Gallons of precum proceeded to be shot from Peter's eleven inch cock, and he didn’t know how to stop it… or if he wanted to stop it… it simply felt too damn good!!

Looking down at his lower half, Peter laughed like a madman as he took in the fountain his cock had become. It had to be nearing twelve inches long and showed no signs of stopping its miraculous growth. Touching it with his hands, which had now both doubled in size, he groaned just imagining all of the men that he was going to tear apart with the power of his cock. Looking into the camera again Peter stroked it several times with a shit-eating grin.
  • Who’s ready… to drop all of the cash… you have… into my account… for a cock… like… this!!!!
Peter was in heaven as he stroked his cock, feeling the thickness and strength of his new hands. He had never found hands erotic prior to this occasion, but looking at the sheer power

Grabbing his nipples a third time and twisting, he began to feel an itching and then a burning sensation in his chest. Looking down and taking in his lower half, Peter gasped. So much had been ignoring the fountain his… FUCK!!! His cock had to be nearing thirteen inches long and still spurting out tons of precum!!

Peter’s gaze quickly darted to his chest when he caught a glimpse of movement. At first he thought it was just his chest rising as he breathed, but soon realized it was more than that. Along with his nipples, his pecs had begun to expand. Looking down, he could see his chest beginning to balloon with power and might… and he knew he simply had to worship his own massive pecs. Using his strength, he lifted his gargantuan hands and began to squeeze his nipple firmly. The nipples, as if craving more tactile sensation, grew larger with his nipples rivalling the length of his old thumbs. His areolas were dark brown, and as he played with them, they became even more and more sensitive. Grabbing his left pec, Peter attempted to lick his own nipple, but was prevented from doing so when another surge of growth forced his pecs to point downward.

Moving his hands right hand down to stroke his growing cock while the left played with his chest, he discovered that even his gorilla sized hand was not big enough to completely encircle his thickening cock. Determined to enjoy all sensations at once, Peter did his best to stroke his cock, the surface slick with flowing pre.

The room had begun to smell of bleach and musk as the areas of Peter’s body affected by the formula continued to augment. A couple of heart beats and a couple of throbs, and there was more than an inch between Peter’s thumb and middle finger.
  • Gonna… have to… train all you men boys… to take… it… FUICCKK!!
Peter was finding it difficult to talk and his moans became louder and more primal as his cock, balls, chest, and quads continued to grow. His balls were larger than mellons now and had begun shooting out more precum in even greater volume. His cock was now most certainly thicker than two of his wrists put together, and showed no sign of stopping.
  • Must be… nearing… fourteen inches!! Fuckin… fourteen…. Inches… of cock!!!
His cock, perhaps further stimulated by his stroking enjoyed a new burst in power, lengthened to fifteen inches and then sixteen. Peter couldn't help noticing that more and more veins were beginning to grow and cover his cock, forcing additional blood in, nourishment needed for the newborn monster.

When it hit seventeen inches, Peter’s cock-head began to join in the growth even more, and flared up and outward. Wanting to be larger than the shaft, it began to lengthen as well as becoming meatier, until Peter’s cock head was longer than his old cock!! With a loud rip, the slit lengthened even more, till it rivaled the length of Peter’s thumb.

As it hit eighteen inches, Peter moaned loudly as his cock and balls proceeded to swell even larger.
  • Won’t… be able… to fuck… anyone with… this… now…. too… thick…. too long… but I don’t… care!! I… want… a… monster… Make me… a… freak!!
The universe must have heard his words and listened because moments of speaking those words, his cock proceeded to grow even faster.
  • FUCK YEAH!!!!
At over nineteen inches, his cock head much longer than his old erect cock, and his shaft thicker than some people's legs, Peter’s cock began to dip down as the weight of his beast began to overtake it. His balls, evolving to further enhance their owner, began producing enough cum and testosterone for thirty men.

Using two hands, Peter was frantically trying to jerk himself off. Just touching his own massive shaft made him feel far superior to nearly every man on Earth. The musk Peter had begun to emit along with the smell of pre was intoxicating even to him… he couldn’t imagine what it would do to mortal men. Taking stock of his body, Peter realised that where once he had been completely clean shaven, thick dark hair had taken up residence on his chest, stomach, arms, legs, and face.
  • My body… is becoming... a tool for... pure… sex….
Peter stroked the immense stanchion as it continued to get longer and thicker. More and more veins erupted to the surface, thick as hosing.

In Peter’s mouth, he began to feel another organ lengthening and thickening. Opening his mouth, his tongue, nearly twice its original length and girth, emerged. He was amazed how well he could manipulate the growing member, and soon found he was able to lick his cock head and tongue fuck his own piss slit.

Peter stood up to try and get a better grip on the upper shaft and head of his twenty-one inch cock.
  • Cock head… even bigger than one of these massive hands!!!
Peter gave up merely trying to stroke his cock and began thrusting his pelvis as if he were fucking his own hands. As his moans got deeper and louder, his cock hit twenty-two inches.
  • My balls… can you hear them… so loud… producing more cum... and testosterone... than an army of men!!!
Peter could feel the testosterone physically changing him, forcing him to look more primal… more masculine than he had ever been before. Even his face had changed as his brow began to extend a little further and his eyes became deepset. He had a full beard now, and hair all over his body had sprouted and thickened further. The smell coming off of him in waves was overpowering… it made his head swim head swim and had him thinking that all he wanted to do for the rest of his life was fuck and have his cock worshipped.
  • Nothing on Earth matter… except this… colossus growing… from my… crotch. FUUUUKKKK!! You hear my voice??!! Sounding so powerful! Getting so loud… so deep… so commanding…. What the fuck is all this testosterone doing to me??!
Peter looked directly into the phone.
  • You all know what… I am… now? A… Sex… God!!!! All of the world will worship my cock! Never has there been one so huge, so magnificent, so impressive, so potent, and dominant. I live for only one thing… SEX!!! In a few minutes... I will cum… I can… feel it.
Peter threw his head back and in a voice that sounded amplified, echoing throughout the room… a deep deep bass… oozing with sex and power.

- YES!!!!

Peter thrust twenty to thirty more times, trying his best to worship his mighty cock with his own elongating tongue. There was a hush in the room as he felt a mounting geyser growing in his balls when he heard something behind him. Leaking up from the desk chair he faced Max, once again clothed in the oversized jogger pants.
  • What the fuck is going on here??!!
Staring at Max wife-eyed, Peter couldn't even begin to speak as both men began to hear the loud rumbling of a torrent of cum rising up from Peter’s balls.
  • FFFFFUUUUKKKK!!!
Peter tried his best to grab onto his cock, but as the largest orgasm known to man overtook him, all he could do was close his eyes, pant, and moan.

A minute later, a geyser erupted from Peter’s cock, and cum shot all over the room, hitting Max and throwing him backward on impact. It was impossible to control the massive hose as it began to spray the walls, the ceiling,coated the floor, and flipped the desk onto its side.

With each pulse that sent more and more cum skyward, Peter’s cock and balls proceeded to gain more and more size and mass, shooting up past twenty five inches, and becoming so thick that it was hard to believe this was a penis and not some redwood or stone pillar. As Peter’s cock grew further, so did the other areas of his body the formula had touched.

Peter’s legs began to feel heavier and heavier as his quads gained pound after pound of muscle. Each quad began to rival his own waist in size, and in a moment even surpassed that. Forced to stand bowlegged, each quad continued to grow and press against the other with such force that Peter began to wonder how he’d even walk. Just when he began to worry he may never again, Peter heard and felt the bones of his legs snap, and he began to inch slightly taller as his legs lengthened.

Peter’s ab muscles had continued to mutate, growing thicker and more dense till his lower half more closely resembled the bottom of a turtle than human abdominal muscles. Searching for more room to grow, and unable to expand higher due to his pec wall, his lower abs had begun sending tentacles of muscle down into his pubic mound. There, they began forming new muscle anatomy unknown to humans until now. As new lower abdominals began to form in his pubic mound, Peter could feel muscle stretch wrap themselves around the base of Peter’s penis. Watching and trying to hold onto his shooting cock, he felt the new muscles strengthen and then began to force his penis to stand up tall and erect, hitting the ceiling over and over with bursts if cum. Laughing, Peter let go of his extremely heavy cock, and found that his new muscles held it tall for him,

After five minutes of continual orgasm, Peter’s cum production began to slow down until he was only leaking from the massive slit.

Max stood over Peter, and just when he thought it was all over, Peter let out one more window rattling roar, and his cock shot up to over twenty nine inches, and thickening even more considerably, his cock head rivalling some bodybuilders biceps.
  • Wa do ya dink of me now?
Max recognized it was Peter’s massive tongue that was causing him to have difficulty speaking.
  • You’re a mess!

  • Your jus jeliuz!!
Was he jealous if what Peter had become? Standing over 6’4 now with pecs he couldn't see below, thick abs more exaggerated than any comic book superhero, immense quads, and a softening cock that was way over two feet tall. Not to mention hands that could no doubt hammer cement into dust. Was he jealous? No. Max had bigger plans… far far larger than Peter could even imagine.
 
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Really nice story man!It is so well written with interesting dialogues .And the sex scenes are great..Really good work man!
 

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Excellent! Really loving the development and how it trasformed, and so damn nice to read a new one?
 

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Part Six


Max sat on the large arm chair in Peter’s flat. Reclining on the sofa, loudly moaning, sat The Beast that had once been his friend Peter. At that moment he had three of his flatmates worshiping his cock and balls; licking him, drinking from him, and just basking in the very presence of Peter. One had recently tried to move onto Max, and although his cock had begun to stiffen and leak, he sent him away. He needed to think.

Of course he was angry over what Peter had accomplished, but Max knew that he probably would have done the same thing if he was as dense as Peter was. No. It wasn’t Peter that was troubling Max. Max looked over and watched Peter’s muscular flatmate Nick fingerfucking his tremendous piss slit. Peter, in his new bellowing bass, was groaning loudly while making out with another flatmate, Barry. Occasionally Barry would gag as Peter forced his massive tongue down his throat, but that hadn’t happened in a while so he must have learned how to control his gag reflex.

Peter growled as Nick began to insert his own cock into Peter’s piss slit. Grabbing Nick with one of his hammer hands, Peter forced the man to drive it all the way in. Once balls deep, Nick started to actually fuck Peter’s cock; spurts of precum discharging all over the room every time he thrusted in. Joe, the third flatmate was worshiping Peter’s massive pecs and jerking his own fairly tiny cock. Funny, Max thought, a damn eight inch cock is microscopic to me and Peter now!

Max blasted a thick wad of golden precum onto the floor from his own cock. As soon as it hit the floor, leaped off of Peter to lick where it had landed. As he watched the man clean the floor in ecstasy, Max pondered how Gerald’s formula actually worked. How the formula had affected Peter, even though he had used more and had gotten it onto other areas of his body, was somewhat inconsistent to what Max had gone through. Peter had become super highly sexualised. He was a slave to his own cock and libido. He couldn’t go one minute without stroking himself, touching himself, or getting worshipped. Max on the other hand, he could control it… use it to his advantage. Where men wished to worship Peter because he had become an exotic creature, they had no choice but to venerate Max when he desired it. In the back of his mind… Max knew something awful would happen to them if they had the will to refuse...

The journey back to Peter’s flat had been a trial. Once Peter’s cock finally went soft enough to be manageable, Max had tried to dress Peter in another pair of Gerald’s large jogging bottoms, but the sensation of fabric simply touching his ultra sensitive cock head partially aroused him, and his penis had ripped right through the material as if it had been made of paper. Peter had laughed hysterically at the sight of his cock bursting through like a mythical creature and instantly got hard again. Peter was desperate to drop another load before he could get soft again, which took another 20 minutes.

While Peter rubbed one out, Max went hunting for the items he had seen in his vision. His vision... It all seemed ridiculous in the light of day, but Max assured himself that it had occurred.

After fucking the life out of Peter, his friend had passed out on the kitchen floor. Still wide awake… Max never seemed to get tired anymore… or hungry… he went into the bedroom where Gerald was still fast asleep. Afraid to wake him with the strong scent of his own pheromones, Max just stood in the doorway to ensure the older man was alright.

As he stood there, Max felt a freezing cold hand rest itself on his shoulder. At first he thought it was Peter, but there could be no way his skin would be colder than ice. Just when he was about to turn around, the most commanding and intoxicating voice spoke:
  • Don’t look back! Don’t ever look back. I’ve not come to harm you.
Another ice-filled hand laid itself on Max’s other shoulder, but instead of being cold, Max felt himself starting to warm up.
  • What do you want?

  • Patience, my young friend. What I want does not come all at once… but in stages. The die was cast many years ago, but the game has just started playing. The endgame is still some time off. But soon… very soon.
The hands began to massage Max’s shoulders, and he found himself getting hard from their touch. The voice, smooth, deep, and accent filled haunted Max yet calmed him at the same time. Soon, Max felt a familiar churning in his balls and felt ejaculate leaking from the tip. Behind him, he heard the figure take in a deep breath, seemingly tasting the scent emanating from Max.
  • Gather some of your essence into your hand, boy, and bring it to me. Stop! Don’t turn around. You must never turn around.
Max gathered a large amount of pre-cum onto his hand and gently lifted it over his shoulder. He felt the man lean in closer… inhale deeply, grab Max’s hand with his own, while the other two continued to massage him???, and began ingesting his pre.
  • More!!! More!!!
Again Max gathered more, and again the man fed. This continued four times until the man screamed:
  • Enough!! I would partake forever if I could… and I will… but not yet… soon…
Gerald stirred in his bed and then sat up, staring directly at Max.
  • Do not mind him… he is still slumbering. He will only wake when the time is right… but you must be quick. Inside the cottage, in a back room you will find a door. Open it. Within you will find 10 canisters of the ambrosia. Take them.

  • Won’t he realise they’re gone?

  • He doesn’t even remember making them, so will feel no loss when they are gone. They were waiting for you. Take them and go.

  • What do I do with it?

  • When the time comes… you will know.

  • Look… why should I listen…
The two hands grabbed Max’s neck and held tight.
  • I am offering you more power than you could ever imagine, boy! I am handing you my mantle so I can be reborn. Don’t question what has always been your destiny.
With an earth shattering orgasm that rocked Max to his knees, he felt the hands release him and slowly fade away until he knew he was alone again. Gasping for air, Max looked up and saw Gerald still staring at him.
  • Go, Max. The great awakening has begun. I was but a very small part...
Slowly, Gerald closed his eyes and lay back in his bed, snoring once again. On weak legs, Max stood, grabbed the jogging bottoms and a T-Shirt, and went out to the cottage. There he came upon the mis-shappen beast Peter had become.

The farce with Peter and the jogging bottoms began, and when Peter had to relieve himself again, Max went hunting for the door that held the canisters. Just as the voice said, in a back room, behind a closet door stood a suitcase. Inside the suitcase, carefully stored, were the ten canisters. Each appeared to hold a liter and a half of the formula. Max wheeled it into the main room, and took in the figure of Peter who was lying on the floor eating his own cum.
  • Look! You need to either get up or I’m leaving you here. I have shit to do.

  • Is Maxie mad he’s not the only one who’s evolved. And maybe my evolution was better than yours! Look at these pecs! Look at these hammer hands.
Peter proceeded to lift his mammoth hands up in the air and slam them onto the floor, splintering the wood beneath them.
  • Brilliant. If I need a demolition crew, I’ll ring you. Now. How do you suggest we get out of here if you can’t control yourself enough to wear trousers?
It was Peter’s idea to find some rope and proceed to tie his cock to his leg. Max went back into the main house, checked on Gerald once again, and grabbed a sheet from his linen closet. Returning to the bound Peter, he fashioned a toga that would, somewhat, allow him to ride in an Uber without getting too many stares.

The first Uber driver refused to pick the two up, but by the second, Max had devised an idea. Taking a large amount of the precum he was producing, he wiped it on his jacket. Peter began to stiffen slightly from the musk, but the rope did its job keeping him under control. Once the second driver arrived, and thankfully it was a man, all Max needed to do was get him to take one whiff of him, and he was under Max’s control.

Once at Peter’s flat, the driver begged Max to fuck him, and although his balls were swollen, pau fully full, and begging for relief, he instructed the driver to leave and to forget they ever had met. Max was unsure if this was going to work, but was happily surprised when the driver got up off of his knees, got in his car, and left without saying a word.

As soon as they arrived in Peter’s flat, his roommate Nick inhaled Max’s musk and was on his knees worshiping his cock. Max could no longer control himself and proceeded to take Nick right there on the floor. Not wanting to be left out, Peter called Joe and Barry, his Teo other flatmates, and the mass orgy had begun.

After cumming for the sixth time, Max felt that it was time he set something in motion… he just wasn’t sure what. After showering, he returned to the living room and sat… thinking…

Who had the figure behind him been I. Gerald's house? Why was there been a suitcase filled with bottles of the formula just waiting for him? What exactly was the ‘Great Awakening’ and what was his part in it?
  • Got eight more holes coming over that need to be plugged, mate!
Max’s cock twitched when he heard what Peter said, but he knew now wasn't the time. He desperately needed to think. He was missing something, and if he could just think, the answer would be right in front of him.
  • You keep ‘em warmed up for me. I’m gonna take a lie down.

  • Bedrooms all yours mate!!
Peter went back to trying to fit his cock in Nick’s ass, and was actually doing a pretty good job of it. He had actually gotten most of his cock head in!

Max walked into Peter’s bedroom and shut the door. As he was walking away, he thought twice, and locked it. He didn’t need to be disturbed at this moment. Lying naked on the bed, he subconsciously began to stroke his cock, watching it slowly become erect. Soon, his cock was hard as steel and leaking copious amounts of pre down his shaft.

What was it about his pre that was so special? Even after his own change, Peter appeared to have normal pre… but his was different. Taking his hand, Max scooped up a large amount and brought it closer to his face so he could see it.

Even Max had to admit it was remarkable. Examining it, his pre appeared to have gold flecks floating around in the amber coloured fluid. When he touched it and rubbed his fingers together, the sensation was actually more erotic than normal human pre. His pre had texture… it would no doubt further stimulate a guy or a woman.

Bringing his palm close to his nose, he inhaled deeply. As he did, the world around him seemed brighter for a short period of time… his senses were heightened… his entire body more sensitive than ever before. Mere moments later, the sensation was gone. Inhaling deeply again, the same event occured, but only for a short time.

Thinking quickly, Max grabbed a Covid mask that was sitting on Pete’s end table. Scooping a fresh wad of pre, he smeared it on the inside of the mask and quickly put it on his face. Now, the only thing he could smell was his own essence… and his body went into overdrive.

His body… his body was just pure sensation. Looking around the room as he inhaled, he saw the world not as it was… but as it should be: men fucking men, men with women, women with women, orgys in the streets. The world was living in one enormous Eden. Max envisioned himself walking through the streets, protecting… encouraging… inspiring the revelry. He could hear moans of passion coming from miles away. As he elevated his form off of the ground… he could see his domain… greenery… wine… sex…apostles drinking ambrosia from his fountains...his world…

Max ripped the mask off and sat up. Yes!!! What he had seen… that had to be the endgame… but as the figure said… he was still several steps from it… but he needed to take the next step in his journey.

Grabbing the suitcase, he opened it and removed one of the bottles. It was filled to the brim with formula. How had Gerald made all of this and not remembered?

What was he meant to do? Pour it on his cock again? No. What would that gain. Cover his body? No… the results were too unknown. Wiping a handful of pre onto the interior of the mask once again, he held it to his nose and inhaled.

Soaring over his world… Max felt his essence rippling through every person… every animal… every piece of nature… everything. He was in perfect harmony with the world…. As he expanded himself… he saw more worlds to reform in his image… multitudes of worlds… all his…

Max began to choke as his vision cleared. The bottle of formula was in his hand… and he had drunk a quarter of it!! How could he drink it??!! Wouldn’t it cause his insides to grow? Max’s heart began to beat quicker as he took in what he had done. Was this… was this the answer he had searched for?

Lifting the bottle up, Max opened his mouth and drank. The formula was thick but tasteless. It went down fairly easy and satisfied a thirst he didn’t know he had. As he finished the liter, he placed the empty on the floor and sat. Immediately his stomach began to growl. He knew only one thing would cease this hunger. Grabbing a second bottle, he opened it and proceeded to drink.
 

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Eventually having finished the fourth… Max felt satiated… for the moment. He closed the suitcase and slid it under Peter’s bed for safe keeping. Standing… Max walked to the door on shaking legs. As he unlocked it, for a moment he felt as if he was touching every molecule and atom. Swinging open the door, Max walked into the living room.

Peter’s flatmates were still worshiping his penis, but as they took Max in, they proceeded to crawl in his direction as if he were the only person in the world that mattered. Peter sat up in shock, but even he felt a tug to drop to his knees and bask in Max’s aura.
  • LATER!!
The men crawled quickly away from Max and tried to find protection with back Peter who had sat straight up he had heard the voice coming from Max’s throat. Peter barely recognized it as his friends.
  • You okay, mate?

  • I… I don’t know…. I…
Max felt a mounting pressure in his balls. Gritting his teeth… he could feel their anatomy changing… evolving for future use… his human seed was dying and being replaced by something new…

The world had begun to spin around Max. He was trying to keep hold with all his might, but he was finding it more and more difficult. He could hear every heartbeat… smell the sweat of each man… Max staggered on his feet, but he was able to keep his balance.

Turning his eyes to Peter, he leaned over and swiftly grabbed the footlong tongue that was hanging from his open mouth. Peter began to fight back, but stopped when Max spoke. What came from Max’s body, this time the voice was cold as steel, commanding, and heavily accented… almost Eastern European sounding.
  • Don’t, Peter. Don’t fight me giving you what you want…
As Max grasped Peter’s tongue, Peter began to feel a solidifying sensation in the back of his throat. Gripping the tongue tighter and tighter to near strangulation, Max eventually let go and fell onto the floor.
  • What the fuck, mate!!!
Peter tried to speak again, but abruptly fell into a coughing fit. Leaning over he urgently reached for a bottle of water, but when he tried to chug it down, it only caused him to cough and choke more. Appearing to be having difficulty breathing, Peter looked into Max’s eyes. As Peter opened his mouth to speak, nothing came out, yet Peter experienced a new sensation. Attempting to open his mouth further… further… just a little bit further… the whole room heard the horrible cracking sound of Peter’s mandíbulas bones fracturing and breaking. This splinter gave Peter endless relief while it enabled him to expand his mouth much wider… like a snake. Peter looked worryingly at Max, his mouth hanging open abnormally wide, panicked over what was occurring. Moments later, and to everyone's shock except Max, Peter’s tongue proceeded to thicken. Blowing up quickly as if it had been stung by a bee, Peter’s tongue undertook a new transformation as it started to take on a pinker hue. Thick blue veins erupted along the surface of his tongue becoming more prominent as his tongue continued to swell. Peter moaned as the tip of his tongue started to thicken and swell even quicker, growing more bulbous, wider, meatier, until a loud tearing sound forced a large slit to form on the tip of Peter’s new anatomy. Peter threw his head back and groaned as a copious amount of precum began to fall from the newly formed slit. Peter released a bellowing laugh as he came to terms with the fact that where once his tongue had been, a thick 14” penis now took up residence in his mouth. This new cock moved wildly around Peter’s mouth like a tentacle, growing even harder and thicker until it took up most of the occupied space

Grabbing Nick, Peter forced him to bend over and proceeded to bury his new mouth cock in his ass. Further and deeper he went, roughly filling the other man’s hole. Soon Nick’s cock was leaking pre and he began to jerk himself off, moaning from the pleasure of being fucked by Peter’s new mouth cock.

The rest of the men accepted the growth of this new appendage as if it were something that occured ever day, and began to once again stroke, kiss, suck, rim, and fuck each other.

As the orgy started once again, Max began to feel the sexual energy of each man enveloping him, and he purposefully began to take it all into his body. This was now his food… this was his drink. More! He needed to feed more… but first…

Max felt his entire body begin to flex and relax. Getting to his feet, the sensation happened again, this time with even more force, causing Max to stagger and fall against the wall. Max leaned against the wall to try and steady himself, when it happened again… this time even more intense. As Max’s body flexed, his skin began to turn a shade of red as it became engorged by more and more blood.

Wishing he had a mirror, Max began to feel his pecs starting to swell. The contractions affecting his whole body continued, but it appeared that the intense flexing was doubly focusing on his chest.

With hands shaking from the continual flex and release of his entire body, Max reached out to cup his pecs. He grinned at the men who had stopped having sex and began to watch as Max’s hands were forced higher and further apart as his pecs began to expand even more.
  • This is…. the most incredible…. feeling… ever… My… whole body…. expanding… multiplying… like… a time lapse… of me… working out… for twenty… years!!!!!
Max’s neck quickly inflated and developed into a thick column of strength. His growing traps caused his shoulders to rise up his neck while his shoulders and deltoids began to swell larger and become more rounded.
  • Whole body… mind… evolving so quickly.., not sure what is truly happening...
Max leaned his head against the wall as the muscles from his neck stretched upward and began to invade his face. As the tentacle-like muscle fibres forced their way up, his chin began to take on a square and rugged appearance, his eyes deeper set as his brow ridge was extended, and his entire face became refined and chiselled.
  • What’s… happening… to… me… ??
When Max spoke, his voice was now deeper and louder… more commanding. When he spoke it reminded Peter of the type of voice you would expect to emerge from a Marine Drill Sergeant in the movies.

His arms flexing uncontrollably, Max found he couldn't take his eyes away from hands that were widening and thickening through both muscle and bone growth. He chuckled as, within minutes, his once slender hands began to resemble baseball mitts; thickening and becoming stronger.

Max smiled at the men glorifying below him, lifted his grizzly-paw sized hand, and drove it right into the brick wall. A deep bellowing laugh emerged from Max as he removed his hand from the hole. With a wicked grin, over and over again he punched the wall till he had created a massive hole in the brick wall .
  • Easy… access… to the… toilet… now!!!
Peter watched in veneration as first Max’s fore-arms swelled, then his upper arms, and finally his biceps and triceps joined in with magnificent growth.

Each moment that passed forced his upper arms to get mightier. Flexing his arms, Nick gasped as the process was sped up, and Max’s guns grew bigger, adding inch after inch after inch with every tick of the clock on the wall. The circumference of Max’s upper arms soon rivaled any professional bodybuilder, and showed no sign of stopping… just continual growth.

As Max panted, basking in the orgasmic rush of growth, he became so transfixed watching his arms getting thicker, he failed to see that his lats had grown so wide that now he was unable to let his arms hang down to his side.

Joining his shoulders, Max’s upper back grew larger and more superior. With both his pecs and back growing thicker, Peter realised that soon Max would need to move sideways simply to get through doorways. Compelled to show off his amazing growth, Max threw a rear lat spread which only succeeded in growing him even more immense.

Watching his friend, Peter’s cock came alive. I can’t believe how huge Max is getting, he thought. He hardly looks like himself anymore!! And from the reaction on his face and the constant leaking of his massive cock, this growth he’s experiencing must be the most orgasmic feeling ever!!

As his back spread wider, Max found it more difficult to grab onto his thickening pecs. Basking in his glory, the men began to realise they had never seen pecs this massive and with a cleft so deep.
  • Over here. All of you. Worship my body. Have the honour of feeling my body strengthen, stretch, widen, and thicken.
They didn’t need to be told twice. Crawling over to the growing beast, Barry watched as Max did his best to flex, forcing more blood and growth to shoot into his pecs. Placing his right hand on the smooth, hot, yet stonelike pec, Barry’s right hand grazed Max’s blossoming nipple. Crying out in ecstasy that he had never felt before, Max forcefully pushed Barry out of the way, grabbed hold of both nipples, and began to squeeze them harder and harder, howling in delight. When he released them, panting like a dog in heat, Max could see that they both had grown larger and darker, sticking out like the top of his pinkie.
  • Suck my tits, Barry. You know you want to…
Max’s voice had gotten even deeper and sexier, and without thinking twice, Barry attached himself to Max’s right nipple, toying it with both his tongue and teeth.
  • YES!!!!
Max grabbed onto Barry’s head, brought it toward his own, and began to kiss him, forcing his tongue deep into Barry’s mouth. Fuck, Barry thought as he animalisticly kissed Max back, even his tongue is bigger and more muscular!

With his still thickening hand, Max separated himself from Barry..
  • More time for that later. Now… bask in my growth!!!
By this time, Max’s pecs had gotten so dense that they were being forced to turn downward. Joining in with his upper body, all of the fat was being stripped away from his gut, and his abdominal muscles began to thicken. Each ab was becoming so solid and each crevice was so deep that it looked as if cobblestones had been shoved under his skin. Soon his waist had grown significantly, but there wasn’t a trace of fat on him… it was simply all a red-blooded armour like muscle.

As Max’s hands explored his abs, his legs began to flex and quake… first the left… then the right… then both of them together. Peter thought that he might fall, but the new muscle man was able to remain standing by widening his stance. With amazement, Peter watched as hose like veins began to erupt under his skin and start to criss cross his legs. Fueling then both with more access to blood, his quads exploded with power. Not to be outdone by his tree trunk quads, his calves swelled until the thick diamond-heads were as large as his old quads had been. Widening his stance even further to allow more room for growth, his quads proceeded to swell larger than any bodybuilders had ever been.

Wanting to get a good look at himself in his naked glory, Max forcefully pushed the men aside. Waddling past then all, his legs still morphing and enlarging, he walked up to the full length mirror that stood at the end of the hallway. The first thing he realised when he took a good look at himself was that his body no longer fit in the mirror anymore!! He was too wide, and proceeding to get wider.

Broadening his stance further, Max watched as his body packed on more and more muscle mass. Standing there, flexing and admiring himself, Max’s gigantic cock was rock hard and leaking. Every once in a while his hand would subconsciously begin stroking it, but it appeared he was more aroused by how he looked rather then any sexual stimuli.

Max’s new cock had been fairly thick to begin with, but as Peter watched, he began to realise that Max’s cock was beginning to get thicker and longer.
  • Cant stop flexing!! Cant stop looking at myself!! I want to fuck myself since never will there be anyone on my level that would truly satisfy me with size and power.
The formula appeared to have improved every aspect of an already handsome man. His skin was perfectly clear now and tight, his eyes appeared a brighter blue… more aqua… even his hair was a more vivid shade of brown. He was indeed the epitome of a man… Perfection.

Grabbing his cock with both hands, he began to gently stroke it, admiring how each muscle group flexed and relaxed with the simple movement. A large pool of the amber liquid had gathered at Max’s feet as his cock proceeded to leak even more. As he jerked himself, he looked directly into Peter’s eyes.
  • You want this… don’t you.

  • Yes.

  • Not the size… you’ll never be as big as I am… I think I’m even a foot taller now… but you want ME. You want to feel me… lick me… be possessed by me… feel me inside of you.
Peter looked deep into Max’s eyes and knew he was right. All he wanted was for Max to fuck him… to use him…
  • It’s stopping. How much do you think I weigh!

  • Probably around 380.

  • Measure me!!
The men did as they were told… a fire burning in both their cocks and ass holes.. No matter how much they wanted to deny it… all they wanted was to have Max’s cock buried deep inside of them and to have the massive brute attached to it fucking the life out of them.
  • Height?

  • 6’2

  • Fuck yeah!! Four inches taller. My weight?? I can’t see past these pecs!!

  • 427 lbs.

  • Nice!!! Chest?
Each measurement brought more excitement to Max. He would stand there flexing, stroking his ever flowing cock, and tweaking his nipples.
  • 72 inches

  • Waist!

  • Tight at 34 inches.
Max was stroking himself faster now and with more and more determination.
  • Arms

  • Fuck!! 29.5 inches…

  • My quads!! Measure my quads!

  • They’re 37 inches… and your calves… thick at 26 inches.

  • Now measure my cock!

  • It’s… wow! It’s 18.2 inches long and 12.6 inches wide.

  • And my nuts are like what??? Say it!!

  • They’re like footballs.!

  • That’s right!! Now… guess what we’re going to do.

  • What?

  • I’m going to fuck the living shit out of all of you, starting with Nick.
Max reached down and grabbed Nick. One part of Nick wanted to fight back, but another wanted to succumb so badly. With one hand Max tore Nick’s shirt from his body and forced him to the floor.
  • Look at you!! You’re a baby compared to me. Pathetic!! That’s how the whole world is going to look to me now… small and pathetic!! Get on your hands and knees!!
Nick tried to fight the growing need, but he couldn’t. Soon he was on his hands and knees and facing away from Max. Shaking slightly from fear and excitement, Nick could hear the breathing of the beast behind him. Kneeling down and separating Nick’s ass cheeks, Max took in Nick’s scent.
  • From now on… you are mine!!
Nick let out an audible gasp as Max’s tongue began to lick and toy with his asshole. Nick’s mounting passion went on for several minutes as the bodybuilder forcefully tongue fucked him, getting in deeper and deeper. Moving his face away for a moment, Max spit on Quinn’s hole and began to rub it in with his thick fingers.
  • Whenever I want to fuck… which will be a lot… you’ll be there… ready to take my load! Let’s get training!!!
Max spit in Nick’s hole again, and then began to roughly shove his thick pointer finger into Nick’s ass while dominantly kneading his prostate. Nick was so shocked, and the finger so large, that he couldn’t help himself, and let out a loud moan.
  • That’s right. Just imagine how you're gonna feel when you got my cock in you all the way to the root.
 
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Part Eight

Nick began to quiver as his prostate was massaged at different tempos. He’s definitely done this before, Nick thought with a grin, letting out a louder and longer moan. Behind him, Max had begun to moan as well, getting louder… and more frantic… and… deeper...
  • Yes!!!! It’s happening!! I’m starting to grow again!!!!
Nick could feel Max’s finger begin to quake, swell, and lengthen inside of him.
  • It’s even… stronger than… before!!! Need to… watch.
Max rapidly removed his finger and tossed Nick to the side like a stuffed doll. Walking toward the mirror, Max stumbled, finding it difficult to keep his footing as he became invaded by wave after wave of increasing surges of growth and power. The flexing of every muscle group was more intense this time, and trying to steady himself, Max destroyed several large areas of the concrete wall.

Both concerned and aroused, Peter watched as Max’s pecs began to swell once again, this time even more rapidly than before. The two expanding globes quickly blocked any hope of Max ever seeing below them, and began to force his head to slightly tilt upward as they blossomed.

Max let out a deafening roar as the power of growth took over his entire being. Doing his best to look at his mounting frame in the mirror, Max could see that beyond his chest, his arms grew quickly past their new 29.5 inches. Flexing them, Max began to find it more difficult to even bend his arms as his biceps and triceps swelled and thickened to unimaginable proportions.

His shoulders quickly morphed into two formidable muscular cannon balls. Not to be outdone by the rest of his rapidly growing muscle groups, Max’s lats surges outward, inflating to look like muscular wings, getting denser with each heartbeat.
  • Almost… too… much!!!! Every muscle… multiplying… getting larger… to better serve… ME!!!
Peter watched with his mouth open, both his cock and new mouth cock hard as Max’s abs proceeded to get denser. What had once been cobblestones we’re now thick bricks made of iron… and getting larger. His waist now had to be 42”, but it was all unimaginably solid.

Along with his waist, Max’s legs began to grow. His 37” redwoods began increasing quickly in size, each being allowed more room to grow by his thickening waist. His calves exploded into unimaginable proportions, larger than anything the men had ever witnessed… larger than any powerlifters quad. Peter could only watch as more and more mass was piled onto Max giving him a frighteningly muscular engorged look. One that was freaky as hell… and beautiful at the same time.

As the growth of his body proceeded to move into a more frantic pace, Peter gasped as Max’s buttress of a neck swelled even larger and his shoulders burst even wider, developing into massive cannonball like plates of muscle. His arms… Peter’s cocks nearly exploded when he looked at Max’s arms. His bi’s and tri’s were so amazingly proportioned, but the proportions were so huge. It was as if someone had taken a gym ball, shoved it in place of his upper arms, and was now pumping it up. The horseshoe shape of Max’s triceps rivaled that of a Clysdale, and soon even surpassed that.

Max tried to speak but found that no words would come out… he was simply trapped in a wave of growth that seemed as if it was never going to stop. He watched his muscles swell larger until he feared that they would explode. He was getting too big… his muscles too massive… but he loved it!!! When he didn’t think that any more mass could be piled on his body… more was… much more!
  • LOOK… LOOK AT WHAT I'M BECOMING!!!
Peter couldn’t help but look as muscle mass grew on Max’s body faster than he could think. One moment he was looking at a quad that had to be measuring 45 inches each, and then suddenly his waist would explode to being fifty inches in pure abdominal muscle. If this doesn’t stop soon, Peter thought to himself, this guy is either going to be completely imobile… or he’s going to explode! Just when he thought this might be a possibility… Max began to expand upward.
  • YES!!!!! MORE ROOM TO PACK ON MORE MUSCLE!!!
Up toward the ceiling Max stretched, surpassing 7 feet and growing. The sound of his bones and muscles expanding and thickening along with Max’s deep bellowing moans of pleasure rang in the ears of the men. Max’s feet were stretching across the wooden hallway floor, an obvious sign that this growth was far from over. This second round of growth is changing him completely, Peter thought.

Before he was the image of male perfection. Now he looks more neanderthal than man. Which was more beautiful, Peter wondered. After the last growth, Max would have been a model on top of the world. Now, he was a man who exudes pure animal lust. No matter how he moved, muscle groups flexed, swelled and rippled. Max flexed for Peter, and when he did, his biceps nearly touched his clenched fist...he was now that massive. He was becoming the biggest man to ever have lived… and all of the men had every urge to live their lives worshiping him. Everyman will want to worship him. He is what we all wish we were. He is our animal side let loose into a tamed society. No one will be able to control him, Peter thought. No one.
  • THIS IS BUT THE BEGINNING… THE NEXT STEP IN MY EVOLUTION… AND THERE WILL BE FOUR MORE THAT WILL PUSH ME TO THE LIMIT OF EXISTENCE!!!
As he rose closer toward the ceiling, Max let out a deafening roar as even more hair than before erupted on his face. Within moments the full beard that he had had minutes prior became thicker, fuller, and continued to lengthen. Max ran his hands through his beard, tugging on hair with hands that were larger than dinner plates. Hair grew down his neck and mingled with the hair thickly spewing from his chest. Quickly, the hair took up nearly every available amount of bare skin, traveling down over his pecs, his abs and wildly covering his pubic mound and massive balls.

Growing past eight foot, Max had to widen his stance once again again as his quads burst with more size and larger veins began to snake and erupt all over his body. With more blood to feed them, Max’s muscles went into overdrive getting even bulkier as he grew taller.

Max was finding it difficult to think as so many waves of growth overtook him. The more he grew… the more superior he knew he was. In the food chain… he was at the top, way above anyone else. In all the world, Max thought, I am the Alpha! I reign supreme!! But soon… soon… what will I become? I have seen the visions… signs of what might be… but I know deep inside my final form will be even beyond that!! Am I so willing to strip myself of my humanity??

As he pondered these thoughts, Max’s massive hand reached down to try and stroke his cock. He loved feeling the ridged surface caused by so many thick veins rising up on it, and he loved the rough feeling of it in his hand… the cock of a true Alpha. As he stroked himself… as his cock grew longer and thicker, Max basked in the fact that no one was bigger than he was. His shoulder had to be at least 6 feet wide now, which was wider than any doorway! Every sense was heightened, and as he smelled the air, he could smell the sexual attraction and fear permeating off of all of the men. As he continued to grow, Max knew that he was changing in both body and soul. What was happening to him was an evolution of sorts, or was it a de-evolution…?

Max’s traps erupted up from his shoulders like a mountain range quickly stretching up to his ears, giving his back and shoulders a bull-like appearance. His neck thickened even more significantly until what he had once had resembled a buttress transformed into a monolith of potency and brawn.

His quads were now larger than his chest had recently been, and as he grew taller, they became even more monstrous. As he grew taller and thicker, his quad muscles narrowed into a thick diamond that rose up over his kneecap, forcing his legs even wider and causing Max to have a permanent crouching position that made him look even more virile then he would have without it. Up from his quads, his glutes we’re developing into two immense globes of pure muscle that could easily crumble a man’s hand if caught between them when flexed. His calves were not left behind as he grew, developing to be as hefty as his upper arms and growing larger each second.

Up from his legs… could they be called legs, Peter wondered… they were simply too gargantuan to be known simply as legs… another word would have to be developed for what Max was growing… his abs proceeded to grow into twelve immense bricks with the deepest grooves in between. Max’s skin was pulled so tight over his abs… over his whole body… that it looked paper thin and revealed every small movement as if he was continually flexing just while breathing.
  • MY… BACK!!!! GETTING EVEN WIDER… LATS FLARING OUT… LIKE A… COBRA’S… AND MY CHEST… MY PECS… THEY HAVE TO BE… JUTTING OUT… MORE THAN… TWO FEET… NIPPLES TURNED DOWNWARD… WHAT AM I BECOMING NICK???

  • Perfection…

  • THAT’S IT???
Max reached over and grabbed Nick, easily lifting him into the air like a doll. Simply being so close to something so magnificent, Nick began to cum. As the wave of this intense orgasm flowed through him, he swore that Max’s eyes had started to glow.
  • THERE ARE NO WORDS TO DESCRIBE ME!!! SO HAIRY… SO MASSIVE… I HAVE TO BE NEARLY… TEN FEET TALL!!! STICK YOUR HAND BETWEEN MY PECS!!!
Nick tried to do as he was told, but found it was impossible to even force the tips of his fingers in there… they were both too close together. With immense control over each muscle group, Max relaxed his pecs slightly to let Nick’s hand in, and discovered that he could get nearly midway up his arm before he felt the bottom of the hairy crevice.

Nick was dropped to the floor as Max’s entire body flexed and shook more violently than ever before. Watching his friend, Peter began to stroke his cock as his friend’s head nearly touched the ceiling. Max’s balls exploded with size becoming larger than rugby balls, sending more and more testosterone through his system. Unable to even speak, Max’s moans got even deeper.

Keeping in proportion with his body, Max’s cock was more like a third arm now at nearly twenty four inches in length and probably a foot around. The bulbous head was continuously leaking the thick amber pre he had started producing prior, but now the scent was so strong, so intoxicating, and so powerful, no one could resist it. As more and more leaked from Max’s cock head, Peter and his roommates began to crawl over to where he stood and drink from such a monument to all things masculine.

Just as Max’s head slammed into the twelve foot ceiling sending large portions of it to the floor, his whole body flexed one last time, gained another 100 pounds of muscle, and then finished growing. Panting like a horse after an intense race, Max took in what he could of himself in the mirror, and found that all that fit in it now were his abs. He would need a mirror four times this size to see himself fully.

Lifting his hand, Max moved it toward the brick wall, and found that he could easily dig his hand into the hard stone and tear pieces of it out like ice cream!! He was unstoppable!! From now on, the whole world would pay attention to him… the world would worship him. Digging deep within his soul, Max felt true power for the first time.