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True muscle god

From Metabods

by mf81

Part 1

It was one of those moments you wish you could just freeze and live in forever. A beautiful day, perfect weather, and the most breathtaking view in the park. The park ranger was right, the five mile hike was worth it. But soon, the feeling of peace was overwhelmed by the feeling of dread that comes with knowing it would all end within a few days. Then I would have to go back to my mundane job and my mundane regular life. I had to admit I had been taking a lot of these camping trips lately to escape the monotony. God knows I couldn't rely on my love life, which didn't exist. I was one of those closet cases who knows he's gay and wanted to be out, but didn't have the balls to do it. Plus, despite all the hiking I did still managed to have quite the flabby mid-section. This probably wouldn't have helped me get any of the guys I really wanted even if I was out. I took one last deep breath and then headed back to my tent.

About halfway down the trail back I spotted a peculiar rock about 100ft off the trail into the woods. My curiosity got the better of me and I decided to investigate. When I finally got up close the rock was just as tall as me, about 6ft, and seemed to be made of some sort of obsidian or similar rock. It was covered in carvings. Some seemed to have a Native American style and others I did not recognize at all. Then I saw a group of characters that seemed familiar to me. I stared at them for about five minutes until it hit me. "Linear A, the language the Minoans used on Crete!" I said. Then I started to think to myself that I watch too much History Channel. I walked around to the other side and then I found ancient Greek. "What the hell is ancient Greek doing in the middle of the U.S.?" I began to think. I wished I knew how to read Greek instead of just being able to recognize it. I reached out to feel the carvings, but the minute my hand touched them they gave out a faint glow. Suddenly the earth began to rumble and the forest floor collapsed beneath me.

When I woke up it had become night and I lay amongst the debris of the collapse. Oddly enough I didn't feel sore or even have a headache from being knocked out. No scratches or bruises either. It was like something healed me. Just as I was thinking how incredibly dark it was torches along the walls of the cave sprang to life with flame. I was getting very creeped out at this point, but once again my curiosity won me over. The cave was filled with statues and paintings both big and small. Once again they were of myriad of styles and like before some were completely unknown to me while others were familiar. I even saw a painting that looked ancient Egyptian. The one thing they all had in common was that they were all representations of an incredibly muscular man with a huge cock.

As I walked closer to the collection I spotted an especially large statue on a platform. Once again as if the torches could read my mind, all of their light seemed to focus on the statue. It was magnificent. Done in the ancient Greek style it stood at least 7'6" without the platform. The muscles on this behemoth would have been the envy of two Ronnie Colemans put together, but without the bloated look that comes with all the steroids. In fact one would have wondered how the statue stopped from cracking in half with such a small waist. That waist rested on two California redwoods that would have burst out of size 70 pants, if such a size even existed. Above his waist was a cobblestone street that would have been worthy of 19th century England and then some. 10 clear large bricks popped out of its stomach with an even larger number of smaller, but no less impressive, bricks along the sides. The pecs looked like someone took those rubber balls you used to ride on in the toy store and slapped them on his chest, except they were ripped and striated and looked even harder than the marble they were made out of. The arms look thicker than the torsos you would find on most fitness models all ripped and shredded with one of them flexed in to a double peak. The traps and neck could have made even the biggest bull jealous. It was like he could have been Atlas and literally could have had the weight of the world on his shoulders as just a warm-up. The face was perfectly angular with deep penetrating eyes and topped with the short, loosely curled hair typical of Greek statues.

And then there was the COCK! No, cock was a word insufficient to describe it. A new word would have to be invented to do it proper justice. It reached all the way up to its neck covered in a superhighway system of veins from the base all the way up to the head, which was the size of an abnormally large grapefruit and a shaft the girth of two beer cans.

Now another feeling was driving me instead of curiosity and it was lust. The 7" hard-on I had in my pants was harder and more painful than it had ever been. I had to touch the statue. More specifically I had to touch its "cock" (still an insufficient word). I reached out slowly with my hand and grabbed it. I couldn't even get my hand halfway around. Then there was a sudden flash and I was in a room or some sort of chamber which seemed to be bathed in light. Right in front of me was the statue except it was now flesh and blood. He reached out his hand and laid it on my shoulder. The instant he touched me my knees buckled and I felt a wet spot in my jeans that had let me know I had released my load. The strange thing was that I still as hard as ever and still just as horny.

"RICHARD, I HAVE WAITED A LONG TIME FOR YOU." the behemoth said.

His voice was like pure orgasmic energy. The vibrations went in me and through me and threatened to make me unleash another load.

"MY NAME IS MAGNUS AND I AM THE GOD OF MASCULINE POWER. I HAVE BEEN TRAPPED IN THIS FORM FOR MORE THAN THREE MILLENNIA, BUT NOW THAT YOU THE CHOSEN ONE HAVE ARRIVED WE MAY NOW RETURN TO THE WORLD TOGETHER AND REGAIN THE GLORY THAT ONCE WAS MINE AND NOW WILL BE OURS"

I could barely control myself with the vibrations of pure sex coming out of his mouth. I even unloaded a second time. But I managed to get a couple of questions out, "What–glory–do–y–y–you–mean? – What–AHHHH!–do you mean we?"

"AH YES I ALMOST FORGOT. YOU DO NOT KNOW THE STORY. I SHALL SHOW YOU."

After a third volley had soaked my pants completely, he touched his massive hand to my face and then there was another flash. I saw series of images with Magnus narrating.

"LONG AGO THE GODS CAME INTO BEING. THERE WERE MANY OF US AT ONE TIME. SO MANY IN FACT WE HAD TO DIVIDE THE WORLD BETWEEN US AGREEING THAT NONE OF US WOULD VIOLATE THE TERRITORIES OF THE OTHERS." I saw a huge summit with great beings. Some of them I recognized from my mythology class in high school. "ONE OF THOSE TERRITORIES WAS GREECE AND I WAS ONE OF THE OLYMPIANS." An image of Magnus standing with the likes of Zeus and Poseidon appeared. "I WAS THE GOD OF MASCULINE POWER AND STRENGTH." Another image of Magnus with devotees worshiping his body and licking his muscle appeared. "I HAVE ALWAYS PREFERRED A MORE PERSONAL TYPE OF WORSHIP." He said with a slight chuckle, which sent me over for the fourth time. "I HAD MANY WORSHIPERS IN GREECE BUT I KNEW I COULD HAVE MORE. SO I WENT ACROSS THE WORLD LOOKING FOR NEW WORSHIPERS AND IN THE PROCESS I BECAME ENORMOUSLY POWERFUL." Several images passed by me of Magnus being worshiped by Egyptians, Chinese, Native Americans, Celts, etc. "HOWEVER, I DREW THE IRE AND JEALOUSY OF THE OTHER GODS ACROSS THE WORLD FOR BOTH THE POWER I HAD GAINED AND FOR VIOLATING THE TERRITORY AGREEMENT. SO THEY DEVISED A PLOT TO GET RID OF ME. I HAD BECOME TOO POWERFUL TO KILL OUTRIGHT SO THEY TOOK A GORGON'S HEAD AND EVERY GOD ON EARTH POURED SOME OF THEIR ESSENCE INTO IT SO IT WOULD BE POWERFUL ENOUGH TO TURN ME TO STONE. IN ORDER TO GET CLOSE ENOUGH TO ME THEY USED TO ONE I TRUSTED THE MOST."

Another scene came before me except this time I was experiencing it from the view point of Magnus. He was fucking this blond god (literally since he was glowing with a divine light). He had a build of a runway model, but a little beefier, with curly blond locks and such a young and beautiful face that he could be saying you had some horrible disfiguring disease and you would probably still cream your shorts just looking at him. I didn't just see the scene this time, I was experiencing it, touch, taste, and smell, all of it. His body was so small in my behemoth hands, but I loved how hard and smooth it felt. How his tiny cheeks still managed to pleasure my monster member (still trying to find that right word). How his warm, moist tongue was doing a number on my mammoth nipples. Except it wasn't me it was Magnus. I could feel everything he felt, but not control it. Soon I began to feel the cum well up in the bowling ball sized balls and then five seconds later feel the boiling hot jizz fill him up so much that it began to leak from his ass even though I was still inside of him. As he laid back across my chest with me still inside of him, he began to sigh deeply. “WHAT IS IT MY DEAR APOLLO?” I, or I guess Magnus, said, since I wasn’t really in control.

“It’s just, it will not be long until the other gods retaliate for what you have done.” Apollo said in a soft and silky, if troubled, voice. “Do you really think you will be able to resist them all?”

“MY LITTLE ONE, YOU DOUBT ME UNFAIRLY. THE POWER I HAVE ACCUMULATED FROM MY WORSHIPERS IS TOO GREAT FOR THEM. NO ONE, MAN OR GOD COULD STAND UP TO THIS.” With that I flexed my right arm and it swelled with a power no other man or god had ever known.

While he remained distracted Apollo went over to the side of the bed and pulled out the sack containing the gorgons head. As he shielded his eyes and removed the head he said with sorrow in his voice “I’m sorry, my love. I can not let you do it”

As I turned my head to look at him the gorgon’s stare hit me like a brick wall. I didn’t even have time to react before my body became so stiff I couldn’t move, but yet I was still aware of what was going on. As Apollo returned the head to its bag and unshielded his eyes I saw a single tear run down his face and as he looked upon his former lover he collapsed into tear screaming, “What have I done?!”

Suddenly I was in my own body again in the light filled room looking at Magnus with a tear rolling down his cheek. “He was the only one I ever loved.” he said in an uncharacteristic soft voice. He quickly regained his composure though and quickly returned to his voice filled with the sex vibrations. “BUT ALL WAS NOT LOST. REALIZING WHAT HE HAS WROUGHT HE SPIRITED AWAY MY STATUE TO SOME OF MY FOLLOWERS WHO CREATED THIS SANCTUARY FOR ME. EVENTUALLY THE OTHER GODS SOUGHT OUT MY FOLLOWERS AND ERADICATED ALMOST ALL OF THEM FROM THE EARTH. ONCE MORE THEY COMBINED THEIR POWERS TO WIPE OUT ANY TRACE OF MY EXISTENCE. THIS WAS THEIR MAJOR FOLLY THOUGH, FOR THEY HAD USED SO MUCH OF THE POWER TO GET RID OF ME AND ALL TRACES OF ME THEY BECAME TOO WEAK TO SUSTAIN THEMSELVES. EVENTUALLY THEY ALL FADED AWAY INTO NOTHING LEAVING ME TO BE THE LAST DIVINE BEING ON EARTH. NOW I NEED YOU TO RECLAIM MY RIGHTFUL PLACE IN THE WORLD.”

During this whole speech I had cummed a few more times (I had stopped keeping count). After recovering I managed to ask him a question, “Why me? I don’t exactly embody male power.” I said holding my flabby gut.

“PERHAPS NOT IN YOUR BODY BUT CERTAINLY IN YOUR DESIRES. ALL OF THOSE BODYBUILDER MAGAZINES YOU HAVE. ALL OF THOSE MUSCLE WEBSITES YOU VISIT. I CAN SEE ALL OF THOSE. THEY ARE THE EMBODIMENT OF DESIRE FOR MASCULINE BEAUTY AND STRENGTH. THAT IS WHAT I REALLY NEED, DESIRE. I NEED TO MERGE WITH YOU SO I MAY BE FREE OF THIS STONE PRISON AND WE WILL BOTH BECOME REBORN!”

I had become speechless. It was the fulfillment of my desires. To become someone with confidence and strength and become the object of desire, no WORSHIP, of all men. I was about to accept, but it looked like Magnus had already read my mind as he grabbed me by my waist with his hands and lifted me up as if I was a feather. “NOW WE SHALL MERGE!” he boomed. With that he flipped me upside down and slowly lowered me onto his thick anaconda (we’re getting closer). As if by instinct I open my mouth and began to lick and suck on the enormous head. He, however, was not satisfied with just that so he forced me down about halfway down his shaft in one quick motion. I panicked thinking at first he would split me in half, but then I realized my mouth, my throat, and the rest of my body had some how conformed to his monster and I could still breathe, too. As I feasted hungrily on him I reached out to feel his colossal pecs. They were warm and not just harder than the marble the used to be made of, but harder than steel. I reached my way down to the nipples and pinched as hard as I could without even making a dent. This didn’t seem to make them any less sensitive though as he moaned the deeply, his voice setting off another volley of my cream except this time it didn’t stop. It just kept cumming and cumming over and over again. I started to feel something enter me like some sort of jolt of electricity. My muscles began to feel tight and my already flushed face began to feel like it was on fire. I could feel all of the fat on me melting away and being replaced with hard muscle. I felt my soft stomach turn into two rows of bricks. My pecs grew so fast that they popped the buttons off the front of my shirt so fast they could have been bullets. My arms felt like two mountains growing underneath my skin, destroying my sleeves with a slow tantalizing “RRRRRRRRRIP” followed by the mass of corded strength that was my forearms. My back grew into two huge wings that destroyed the back of my shirt. My jeans began to show that tear drop of muscle as they burst through the tough seams of the denim. The calves followed suit turning into muscled diamonds of power that would probably have cracked real diamonds like they were walnuts. Then my cock began to burst out of its zipper, becoming covered in veins, the head becoming flared and purple, and stopping just an inch or two above my navel. My balls soon popped out to growing to the size of large oranges. Just as my growth was complete, I could feel Magnus’ balls rumble in anticipation of his orgasm. As the cum traveled up his shaft and then filled me to the brim I blacked out from the pleasure.

When I woke up I was in the cave again. In front of me was the platform, but instead of the statue there was nothing but a pile of white dust. As I got up I looked down to find my clothes in tatters and my new body intact, confirming it wasn’t just some cruel hallucination. At first I began to enjoy my new body. Rubbing my firm pecs and hard abs. Feeling the new weigh and girth of my cock and balls. Then I realized as big as I was, I wasn’t anywhere near the size of the statue. Don’t get me wrong at around 6’6” and 350 lbs. I could have won any bodybuilding contest, but it wasn’t anything like what Magnus was.

“Be patient, Rich. It will take us time before we can return to our former glory.”

That voice! It was like Magnus’, but with out making me orgasm.

“We have not completely merged yet Rich. We will have to gain more power before we can truly be reborn.”

“So how do we do that?”

“By finding more followers to worship us.”

Part 2

“So where do we find these worshipers?” I asked him.

“They’re everywhere.” said Magnus. “But our powers will not work on everyone yet. We must wait until they grow.”

“What powers are you talking about?”

“We can sense and bring out the lust for muscles and power in men. It will be stronger in some than others, but eventually no one will be able to resist us. But first we must get out of here.”

I looked up at the hole in the ceiling staring at the starry sky and the full moon. It was at least fifteen feet up. I had no I idea how to get up there. Sensing my doubt Magnus broke in saying “You forget Rich, we have the power of a god inside of us. Jump!”

I stood directly beneath the hole and crouched down. When I pushed up my tree trunks rocketed me upward at a dizzying rate. I hurdled up about fifteen feet above the forest canopy then fell down hitting the forest floor with a resounding THUD!, leaving a foot deep crater where I landed. It felt exhilarating! I wanted to test my power more. I walked up to one of the trees, a 25 footer with a trunk about 3 feet in diameter. I took my new meaty paws and put them on each side of the tree and squeezed. The bark and outer layers of wood began to splinter. Then I began to pull up the tree. Every one of my muscles strained. Each fiber unleashed power and strength I thought would have been impossible. An electric feeling filled my body as the roots at the base of the trunk began to break through the dirt. My cock began to spring to life feed more electricity into my body. As it rose to a right angle to my body the head began to scrape against the bark, the friction sending waves of pleasure through me. I instinctively bucked my hips causing my cock to form a crack in trunk. I pushed harder and harder into the wood, my new god cock feeling no pain but only pleasure as the wood grinded against it. When I buried it to the hilt I put my entire arms around the trunk, by biceps forming even deeper indentations, so much so I thought I might snap the tree in half before it would come out of the ground. Most of the root system began to breakout of the soil by this point and was left began to snap one by one until it finally came free from the ground. I continued to lift it up and down on my dick until all of the electricity running through my body began shoot into my balls causing my dick to shoot a jet of cum so hard that it blasted out through the other side of the trunk. I must have jizzed for a full ten minutes before my orgasm subsided. I lifted the tree off my member and pushed it so it would fall forward taking down couple of smaller trees with it. I walked up to the middle of the trunk and raised my right foot. When it came down splinters flew everywhere snapping the tree in half and leaving a two inch deep foot print in the ground. Now I knew what Magnus meant when he said the power of a god. My cock was still raging hard and was even hornier than before.

“You yearn for more power I can sense it Rich.”

“Yes! YES! I need more!”

“Then let us find followers. Now concentrate. Let your mind reach out and sense the desire for muscle, for masculinity.”

I closed my eyes and imagined my consciousness reaching out, like thousand of hands stretching for miles. After about a minute or so I began to pick up little “blips” on my radar. Small flashes of desire in my mind. But they were all too small to focus on. “Be patient.” said Magnus. “It will take little bit before you will sense desire strong enough to home in on.” I kept reaching for a few more minutes until I felt it, a source of desire to the east. I began to move quickly to the source. Despite my now large frame I was surprisingly agile. I ducked and weaved through the forest with a grace and speed greater than any gymnast. And where that wasn’t enough…well, let me put it this way, in a collision between and 350 pound muscle god and a tree, who do you think would win?

As I got closer my sense of the desire became stronger and source be came more distinct. It wasn’t just one man it was two. There appearance became clearer as I got closer. One was in his early thirties, short black hair, deep brown eyes, at least a day’s growth of a beard. He was wearing a plaid flannel shirt with a tuft of black h and underneath you could see the bulges of a pretty impressive build, but along with the beginnings of a beer gut. The other guy was around the same age. This one had much more of a model look to him. Clean shaven, blue eyes and shoulder length, almost platinum blonde hair. He wore an A&F tee revealing that his biceps were not as large as his friends were, but were ripped without an ounce of fat on them.

I finally neared them and saw their campfire about one hundred yards in the distance. “Stop here.” Magnus said. “We must not get too close yet. We must wake their desire first.” I stayed back well into the darkness so they wouldn’t see me. A normal person would have had trouble seeing even two distinct figures let alone their faces from this far away in the middle of the night, but my new godhood had enhanced not only my strength and speed but my senses as well. As if some one had installed zoom lenses into my eyes my vision closed in on the scene until it seemed I was standing right next to the fire with them. My hearing also focused in so I could listen in.

“Hey Josh, aren’t you cold with just a tee on?” said the one with black hair.

“Nah, I’m fine Mike. I never was affected much by cold.” Josh replied.

“So, is your boss still riding your ass?” Mike said, with one of those nervous laugh/grunts at the end.

“Yeah, but my modeling work should pick up soon so I can quit that crappy job.”

All the while there body language was awkward and they avoided eye contact. I reached into their minds and found the reason. There was indeed a very strong attraction to each other, but they were both in denial about it. They had been friends since high school when they met in the school’s gym while training for their respective sports. Mike football and Josh track and swimming. From the beginning they had a very strong attraction that they managed to fool themselves into thinking was friendship. In reality it was much deeper than that, evidence by the quick glances in the shower and the locker room, the feeling of each others muscle out of “friendly admiration”, and the slaps on the butt that lasted just a little bit too long. Mike always yearned to have more ripped muscles like Josh, while Josh wished he could have Mike’s size. Hence, they made the perfect match. Over the past 15 years they managed to maintain their friendship, and denial. That is they did until about six months ago when after very drunken night watching football the two of them woke up, Mike with his pants down and Josh laying face down in his crotch, dried cum on the corners of his mouth. The immediately tried to rationalize what had happened as just some drunken one time thing. They avoided each other till about two weeks ago when Mike called up Josh asking if he wanted to go camping like they used to. Ostensibly they did this to prove they could hang out as “just friends” and the one night was truly just a fluke. Subconsciously, however, I could see the real reason was that they were still attracted to one another and wanted an excuse to be close again.

“Good, these two are ripe for the picking. Now, inflame their desire and brake down their barriers.” said Magnus.

I concentrated on Mike first, tapping into his long repressed lust for his friend. Feeding his mind with naked images of Josh, of him rubbing his hand all over his tight, ripped body. Flexing that perfectly peaked bicep and then bringing it to his mouth and tracing every etch and curve with his tongue. Mike began to stare at Josh with intense lust while licking his lips and rubbing his crotch through his jeans.

Josh looked frightened and it seemed he wanted to run away at the sight of this, but I sensed the other part of him that was attracted by it. I reached into his mind and started feeding him similar images. Mike with his shirt off, his hairy, bulging torso exposed flexing his bicep and hitting it with a resounding “thwack”, saying in a deep sultry voice “Oh yeah! So big. So hard. You want it don’t you?” Unzipping his pants and saying “You want this too.” pulling out his hard 7” cock “You want my cock up that sweet ass of yours don’t you?” Josh’s look of fear had been replaced by the same look of lust Mike had and began to pinch his right nipple through the tee.

I knew they were ready now so I began to send wave after wave of pure lust to them. My super hearing could hear their heart rates becoming faster and faster. The sweat was pouring off their bodies. Then, as if the floodgates of their desire broke, they ran at each other and pressed their lips against one another and began a deep passionate kiss. Their hands began to explore their bodies and rip the shirts off each other in a lustful frenzy. Their tongues seemed to be fighting each other over who desired whom more. Finally, their kiss broke and they went work worshiping each other. Josh stuck his tongue into the valley of Mike’s pecs while Mike began to squeeze his chest momentarily trapping Josh’s tongue. Josh began to lick all across his chest making sure to linger extra long on the nipples. Meanwhile, Mike decided to do a double biceps pose causing Josh to reach up and kneed the hard muscle. Mike did not have the same definition as Josh, but Josh seemed to be impressed enough with his superior size. After Josh was done working his pecs, they locked lips for a short while then Mike lifted Josh up from underneath his arms and then slammed him into one of the trees. Proceeded to kiss and lick his neck, working his way down till he hit Josh’s abs. I could feel Mike’s envy of Josh’s abs, especially since he started to developed that gut about a year ago. It was why they were so sexy to him. He didn’t just want to touch them, he wished they were his. He felt the ridge of each and every one of the muscles in Josh’s 8-pack with his fingers, tracing out the lines. He took the tip of his tongue and repeated the same process end with one long sweep of his tongue all the way up his body until their lips met again. When the kiss ended, he moved in closely to his ear and whispered, “You don’t know how long I’ve waited to do this.” He proceeded to roughly turn Josh around ripping at the button and fly on his jeans and then pushing them down. Mike pulled out his own throbbing member and positioned the head on Josh’s hole. He slowly pushed in making Josh wince with a mixture of pleasure and pain as he popped his cherry. After about one minute he finally buried his staff to the hilt. He proceeded to with draw at about twice the speed and then re-entering even faster, continually picking up speed until he you could hear a steady slap of skin on skin. Josh had begun to bury his fingernails into the bark of the tree and crying out in pure ecstasy. Mike took his right hand and reached around to grab Josh’s prick, jacking it with the same furious speed that he was plowing his ass. I could feel their climax coming on and about 3 seconds later they simultaneously let out a guttural scream of passion and released both of their loads. As they both squeezed out the last bits of their juice they collapsed on the ground, completely exhausted. They wanted nothing more than to fall asleep in each other’s arms. I however had different plans. This time it was my turn.

I began to walk towards the camp. The closer I got to them the more excited I sensed them getting. Their exhaustion was being replaced by a renewed lust. As I neared the camp they were standing again, ready to start another fuck session, until I yelled out “Stop!” That voice! The voice dripping with sex I had heard Magnus use was now mine. Both Mike and Josh let out a deep groan as their dicks became instantly hard again. As I stepped into the light of the campfire and revealed myself to them, one look at me caused them both to cum immediately and then drop to their knees. Their eyes were glued to my body and each look and longing stair they gave to each of my muscles was like a caress of the hand. I enjoyed the feeling as they traveled all over my body, my skin tingling with excitement. I could sense how they longed to touch me, but my command of “stop” kept them in place, unwilling to disobey me. I was going to have to change that.

“You two have become my first two followers. Together we shall find more and eventually reshape the world. But first, every god needs to be worshiped so, WORSHIP ME!”

They ran over to me like men possessed. Both of them latched their mouths on to my pecs, trying to cover every square inch of them with their tongues. If their mere stares felt like actually touch to me, their actual touch was now a feeling I couldn’t describe. It didn’t just overwhelm me with pleasure, I felt something deeper. Like it was some how infusing me with power. Josh began biting at one of my nipples while Mike moved down to his favorite, the abs. He used his mouth and hands to travel all over the cobblestone street, enjoying every bump and curve along the way.

The sense of growing power deepened and, strong as I was, I began to feel even stronger. It was then I realized I was stronger. The ground seemed to get farther away and it hit me I was growing taller. This was what Magnus meant when he said we needed worshipers to regain his former glory. Their devotion, their desire, their lust for me was making me grow. There was something else I was feeling too. The sensation of having two men fondle and worship me felt new and exciting, but at the same time it felt familiar as if I had been waiting for this for millennia. The feeling began to strengthen then I began to notice that for each stroke of my muscles, for each kiss, it felt as if the pleasure had been doubled. It was then I realized I was feeling what Magnus was feeling too. “The barrier between us is melting away.” Magnus said. “The merger has started.”

As I grew Josh had to reach further to get at my pecs and at the same time my lengthening cock began to slap him in the chin. He eventually turned his attention to my cockhead, slathering the purple grapefruit with a coat of saliva while stroking the shaft with both hands. Mike had now worked his way down to my balls, slapping at them like they were punching bags (Well they had grown to that size after all). I flexed my biceps seeing their growing glory as they became thicker around than Josh’s chest. As I flexed them up and down a wonderful idea popped into my head. I reached down and picked Mike up off the ground with my left arm and lifted him to my right bi, placing the peak in his ass crack and told him, “Hold on to my forearm.” I twisted my fist, causing him to take a ride on my bicep. As he bobbed up and down the peak began to rub against his hole stimulating him so much that he shot his load all over my forearm. After an orgasm that lasted about a minute or so Mike collapsed in exhaustion on my arm so I set him to the side while I focused on Josh. I picked him up and straddled him on my cock facing away from me. All the while he never stopped licking and stroking the shaft. He began to grind his cock on mine, pulling himself up and down my rod. The strokes became faster and faster until with a final moan he let loose his spunk. Exhausted like Mike was, I set him right next to him and gave each a kiss on the lips.

Now it was my turn to release my load. I felt the need to test my power again and saw the truck one of them had bought to the campsite. I walked over and reached underneath the truck lifting it with ease. I then started to push up on the front and rear causing the truck to slowly fold in on itself. With each groan and screech of the metal I became more and more excited. As the window began to bust I could feel the gathering explosion in my balls. The veins in my arms pumped so hard you could take my pulse from 10 feet away. The pump in my pecs was so big that they almost touched my chin. The will of the steel collapsed under the unrelenting pressure of my god muscles. As the rear bumper began to touch the front hood I felt the flow traveling through my cock till it burst out of the head so hard that it ripped a hole strait through the truck. My cum rained all over the campsite covering everything in it, including Josh and Mike. As the orgasm finally subsided I stood there enjoying the feeling of bliss, accompanied by a similar feeling of bliss from Magnus. “Very good, Richard.” said Magnus. "You have learned to use our new powers faster than I thought you would. Now turn around and see the show.”

Confused, I turned to see what he was talking about. All of the spunk I had spilled began to flow all to one point, where Josh and Mike were.

“What’s happening?” I asked Magnus.

“They are being made worthy, Richard.”

Part 3

As the last drops of cum flowed into them both Mike and Josh began to glow beneath their skin. The godly essence seemed to have reenergized them as they woke up from their unconscious state and were now standing yet still planted in place while their breathing and heart rate increased. I could feel their excitement grow as my god cum permeated every last part of them inside and out. That’s when the change began.

Josh started first with his ripped muscles beginning to absorb any fat he had left and bringing every ripple and bulge into relief. He moaned in ecstasy as his formerly lean and lithe muscle began to grow into the massive hard rocks he always wanted. He slowly and seductively flexed his arms as they transformed from small but sharp golf ball sized peaks into baseballs, then softballs, then into large grapefruits with each flex and each time accompanied with a sound pleasure from Josh. His pecs, previously firm, tight, but fairly small (well my perspective on size was off at this point anyway), now they looked like they were being inflated like circus balloons into thick meaty twins of power. His already sharply defined abs now became bricks on a cobble stone street which rippled with power and strength. His already tight glutes grew and expanded with striations eventually poking out so far you could have set a drink on it. His thighs grew that familiar teardrop shape began to grow larger some of the tree trunks surrounding him. The calves followed suit soon after becoming not only diamonds in shape but in hardness as well.

Soon after Josh started his transformation Mike’s began. His growth was not as dramatic as Josh’s was as he already had a large amount of mass on him the beer gut quickly disappeared as it deflated to reveal the tight abs I knew he so desperately wanted. It’s sharply defined lines and bumps soon became the equal of, if not greater than Josh’s. His skin tightened and began to show every muscle fiber in the greatest relief. As he flexed his arms they changed from the big rounded balls into sharp craggy peaks that would have put Mt. Everest to shame. All across his body veins began to form road map across his legs, arms, chest and just about every other place on his body. The only thing that didn’t change was his still generous coat of hair, which despite its thickness was still not enough to hide the sheer beauty of his definition.

After both of their body’s had finished the transformation the change spread to their cocks which began to lengthen and thicken until their rose to full mast, topping a foot when they reached full hardness and both as thick as a beer can. As they came out of their euphoria they looked in each others eyes and themselves for the first time. As they looked at each other I could feel their lust for each other reach new heights and even more potently, I could feel their love which was now flowing forth, the denial they had keep about now swept away.

For the most part if felt exhilarating but there was a part of me, or rather, a part of Magnus which longed to feel that kind of love again. The merging of our minds was still only in the beginning stages so I could only catch glimpses of the memories it brought up. The day Zeus presented Apollo on Mt. Olympus and how Magnus became enthralled by him. The first time they made love and how its sheer power had leveled a mountain into a valley. Despite his betrayal Magnus still was desperately in love with him. Even though our connection was still small the feelings still overwhelmed me. I never knew I could feel longing and heartache so acutely. Sensing I was inundated with his emotions Magnus said “I am sorry if my emotions tax you. As merge further you will also be able to cope better with the feelings of a god. For now let us enjoy your new disciples.”

It looked like they stared without us however, for they had already begun to explore each others bodies and were locked in a deep kiss, their tongues darting in and out of each others mouths. I decided I should let them become acquainted with their new bodies before joining in.

Before the transformation Mike was the dominate one, but now Josh seemed to be the more aggressive one as he picked up Mike from underneath the arms and slammed him into a nearby tree just as Mike had done to him before, except this time the tree made a loud crack leaving a small fissure where he had slammed him. The augmentations must have increased their strength as well as their size. He continued to hold him up against the tree lowering him till his now throbbing cock was pointing straight at his mouth. I could feel Mike’s exhilaration at his friend’s newfound aggression. From Josh I could feel his uncontrollable urge to use his new mass, to feel its power, and wanting to explore this power by giving Mike the rough ride he had given him before. Josh placed his tongue at the base of Mike’s cock and slowly lowered him causing his tongue to slide up his big, new, and if the waves of pleasure coming from Mike were any indication, highly sensitive pole. It stead of swallowing Mike’s tool when he reached the head, Josh kept on going past his cock and moved on to his furry abs. As he was lowered, Mike’s steel hard back was stripping the bark off the tree, the rough splinters having no hope of doing any damage to the tough, rippling muscles of his back. Josh’s tongue continued its journey through the bumpy valley of Mike’s abs. When he reached his chest Josh drifted over to his nipples biting and sucking on the sensitive flesh causing them to become erect and plump. He continued up the hairy valley of his pecs, up his thick, veiny neck, and when Mike’s feet touched the ground again Josh’s tongue parted his lips and messaged the inside of his mouth for a full minute.

When he finally released the kiss he slowly leaned in whispered something only Mike could hear, that is if I didn’t have divine super hearing. “I always envied you Mike, the size and power of your muscles. You don’t know how long I waited to have you plow me up the ass, to feel the power of those muscles at work. Now I have big and powerful muscle too. Do you want to feel what you made me feel just before?”

Mike was so overwhelmed he barely managed a slight nod and a small, breath filled “Yes.”

With that Josh lifted him in the air again except this time he positing Mike’s puckering hole over his throbbing member. In one swift motion he lowered him and buried his tool to the hilt causing Mike to let out yell mixed with pain and pleasure. Josh rammed him mercilessly as the waves of pleasure radiated from his cock to the rest of his body. If it wasn’t for the transformation Josh might have broken every bone in body. But their new found strength allowed them to go at each other with out worrying about hurting one another. The tree, however, was a different matter. With each trust he rammed Mike’s body into the trunk, every one accompanied by loud “Craaack!” of the wood. When I felt Josh about ready to deliver his load he gave last powerful plunge into Mike’s ass causing the tree to begin to keel over and with a few last snaps of wood it fell down behind them. As Josh began to spew his load inside of him Mike began to cum as well unable to contain himself after the awesome display of power. Josh lifted Mike off his cock and back onto the ground. The two embraced and then locked lips and lost themselves in each others embrace.

I said to Magnus in my head “Now I know what you mean by ‘worthy’.”

 

 


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