Jonathon blinked his eyes, rereading the ad for the third time.
“Blond and gorgeous 5ft 7 bottom, 32 yr, fit body, 8” cock. Open for business for big strong muscle men with big cocks to fill up his hungry bubble butt. Servicing the Tri-State area. Do not receive. $500 ph, 25% discount for cocks over 10”, 50% off for over 12”.
“Fuck,” Jonathon exclaimed loudly. He quickly looked over his back, listening intently with his abnormally good hearing. No, his parents hadn’t woken up, thank god. He looked back at the screen. This guy sounded exactly like what he was looking for. And he wasn’t exaggerating about his looks. Attached to the online ad were several pictures of the guy: he was gorgeous, beautiful face with radiant blue eyes, blond hair falling over his eyes, smooth light skin… and a body to die for: smooth, lithe, toned and cut without being muscular. He could be a model. Maybe he was? He had a nice taper—not because of the width of his shoulders, although they were nice, but more because of his waspish waist. And then still managing a smoking hot bubble butt! Oh, and a fat cock showing in his swimming trunks. The guy had it all… and was priced accordingly. How was he going to pay $500? And that was excluding travel expenses! But fuck, how he would like to fuck this guy.
Jonathon continued to stare at the page, getting more and more excited. Hey, there was a second page, with action pictures! He clicked on it. Immediately, his mouth fell open and his dick sprang to life, full mast in seconds. On the pictures, the guy was engaged in a range of sexual acts that would make a sex-addicted porn star blush. Anything from your regular legs-over-shoulder penetration fun (Jonathon spent a lot of his time on porn), to full-blown orgies, up to some of the raunchiest shit Jonathon had ever seen. The guy hadn’t been kidding, he liked to have big stuff up his ass and he seemed to attract some of the biggest cocks around. And where the cock was apparently still not big enough for him, Jonathon found pictures of two cocks entering the guy’s hole, or even three (how was that even possible?), giant dildos, giant dildos and cocks, fists, and… was that a knee?! Jezus Christ, that guy must have the most hungry ass in the world.
Jonathon looked down at where his own flag pole was sticking out proudly from his groin. He had no doubt that he now had the biggest cock on the planet. He looked at it with a mixture of hate, pride, lust and defeat. Its shape was beautiful. It was 14 inches long, with a smooth hairless shaft, and with only a few veins marring the surface, apart from the thick hose running underneath. He moved his thick cock from his right to his left hand and back, feeling its weight. He used to be able to say his hard cock was as thick as a beer-bottle. It must have been about a month or three ago that he reached that level. He wasn’t so sure whether he could still honestly say it wasn’t bigger. He looked again. Beer-can maybe—with an orange-sized head on top of it just to make it even more off-wordly? Or was his monster already beyond that point? And, if his growth continued, when would he reach wine-bottle size? He had no idea how was any guy then supposed to take his cock up his ass, or in his mouth. Worst of all, it had gotten this big before he had ever tried being with a guy!
Jonathon sighed. Well, this was his life…. He tore his eyes away from the monster cock in his big hands and looked at his screen again. Fuck, he was getting worked up from looking at this guy. He moved his rock-hard cock up and opened his legs to make room for his sweaty balls. He frowned as he glanced back down at his junk. His crotch had remained completely without hair even when his abnormal growth spurt started turning him into a muscular monster. While his genitals had exploded in size over the past four years, his crotch remained as smooth as a baby’s bum. Not only was it weird, it also made his cock and sack look even bigger. And this had happened everywhere: he had the body of a Greek god, or, well, a Titan maybe, but the skin of a young boy—no hair in his pits, on his chest, stomach, not even the first whiskers on his chin. Nowhere. Just the slightest wisp on his legs and arms, the same as when he was 8 years old! The only serious quantity of hair he could own up to was the crazy amount of hair on his head. “The wild bush” his mom called it.
When his balls bounced free they started dragging on his sack and groin. Fuck, that felt so good. He stared down at his mandarin-sized cum factories. Luckily, he was a grower. Otherwise the combination of his massive balls and monster cock would make an even more obscene bulge in his pants than it already did. Not just in his underwear, but even if he was wearing his heavy winter jeans. Not that he really went out anymore, anyway. He shuddered, thinking about people in town seeing how freaky he had become. Still, it was good that his parents didn’t always have to see their son, the walking cum-factory, in his full glory. His cock went down to a thick 6 inches when soft, which he was very happy about. Not small by any standard for a soft cock, but manageable. He had done tonnes of reading about it, and apparently, growing more than 150% was not that common at all! He was lucky in that at least.
He had also read that your balls growing when you were really horny was not normal at all! But his did, from their normal mandarin size to the size of coconuts. And if he waited until they got that big before cumming, he had better be pointing his slit at a large bucket or toilet. Otherwise he would be cleaning that stuff up for an hour! Another part of the freak show, Jonathon thought with a deep sigh. Ah, well… on the other hand, the feeling of his balls filling up with cum and straining his sack as they grew was amazing. And then cumming. Cumming like there was no tomorrow. Minute after minute of mind-blowing bliss—he was pretty sure his orgasms were better, more intense, than anyone else’s.
He placed his cock on top of his super-defined, surreal ten-pack. Fuck, how he had loved it when his abs started showing 2 years ago. And look at them now, like a brick wall without the mortar in between, the muscles the size of a professional bodybuilder but with the definition only a very young (and hardcore anorexic) guy could hope to achieve if he had started in the gym at age 4. He marvelled at the incredibly deep canyons in between each row of abs. He had spent days looking for other guys that looked like him online, but he had never found anyone that came close to his level of definition. He just didn’t seem human. Not his stomach, nor anywhere else on his body. His stomach had remained completely flat instead of forming a muscle gut. If he looked at himself from the side, the size of his chest was even more ridiculous when compared to his tight stomach.
He focused on his log again. His hard cock reached up well beyond his belly button (that level was breached months ago), only inches from his massive chest. His rock-hard pecs were sticking out 2 inches from his body now, having added almost a half an inch the last two months. It made his nipples, which were ever more sensitive, point almost straight down. His skin was pulled taut because of the massive growth of his pecs, and each muscle sinew was visible. And with his growing lats, his chest looked incredibly wide, especially considering his narrow, teen-sized waist. He couldn’t drop the idea that he looked almost cartoon-like, and more so every day. He looked to the side where his shoulder was sticking out from his body like a bowling ball, thick traps connecting them to his neck. It seemed he was adding an inch in width each couple of weeks. He wouldn’t fit through the door anymore in a matter of months if this continued. Nor in height… he had grown about an inch every two months, so end of this year he would have to duck to get into his bedroom.
He had to blink away a tear. What guy his age looked like this!? He scratched his chin, feeling the completely smooth skin under the equally soft skin of his fingers. God, he looked like a child-hulk, but then chalk-white instead of green as he didn’t really come outside anymore. Disgusting! But also hot, he thought as he watched his huge bicep. He had always been into muscular guys, ever since he discovered what tumblr and youtube had to offer him. But not in his wildest dreams had he been thinking about anyone this big. As he looked at his rugby-ball sized bicep there was no denying it was beautiful: huge, swollen and defined as shit, the skin pulled so thin you could almost see through. But he had never wanted to have such a thing on him. And definitely not at his age!
He had always wanted to be muscular, but more like a fitness model. Still, as he flexed a couple of times and saw his bicep swell even further he felt himself getting horny. Fuck! He felt so conflicted! A part of him loved his height, his hulk-sized muscles and his monster-cock, how it made him feel powerful, even indestructible. But he hated how it stopped him from being a normal teen, with friends, going to school, jerking around… fucking…. He hated being a freak of nature. Well, not nature, nothing natural about his size. Or his strength! He had lifted a car the other day! Who could do that!? And he hadn’t even needed to exert himself. He had hardly felt it. He was probably the strongest man alive. And recently his dad had gotten rid of all the staff on the farm, partly to shield his son from any attention, but also because the inhuman quantities his son ate were almost impossible to keep up financially. But Jonathon could luckily take care of the work on the farm all by himself. God, the government would probably want to take him apart if they even heard about his condition. Another reason to always stay indoors…
He pushed his cock up and slowly started to jerk off his giant log. Even with his big hands he liked to use both to really grasp his massive cock. He moved his hands all the way down, pulling his foreskin over the huge, swollen head and then up again with an iron grip, but very, very slowly. With his incredible strength, he would probably have ripped off a normal guy’s dick, but his tool was up for it. Within minutes he was getting hot—jerking off his big cock just felt so good. This was usually also the moment that his balls would start swelling. He looked down beyond his cock where his massive, hairless quads pushed up his junk. Yes, they were definitely growing. He loved the feeling of his seed growing exponentially, his cum slowly pushing his balls to grow bigger and bigger, stretching his sack. He opened up his long, massively thick legs more widely to make room for what was to come.
Jonathon looked at the clock: 2 a.m. The young god had hours before his dad would wake up to start working. Hours to pleasure himself. That was the one amazing thing about his change: the ability to be on the brink, massively aroused, for hours. Never to get tired, only sleeping when he wanted to. Not cumming until he wanted to cum. Sometimes he felt he would lose his mind, the cheer bliss was so powerful. Overpowering, mind-numbing even. His cock was insatiable, his body had the power to go on forever, only the pressure of his balls eventually forced him to cum. And then as he came with blinding force, the feeling would intensify even further, fry his brain for minutes and minutes as he came. Either filling whatever container he had chosen, or spraying his room with cum. The latter had happened a couple of times and had cost him endless making up with his mom and incessant teasing from his older brother Timothy. Although the guy seemed to take his brother becoming a freakishly strong muscle god in perfect stride—he sure was a huge pain in the ass. His brother’s relaxed attitude towards his little kid brother amazed Jonathon—and it was heartwarming. Which 18 year old jock would be okay with his little brother growing so much heavier, taller, wider, stronger and more hung than he was himself? He had caught up with his brother years ago already. The guy actually seemed proud of his young sibling and always liked seeing Jonathon pull some great feat of strength or other.
If only his brother knew how freaky Jonathon was getting, he thought as he looked over his big pecs, down to his massive, cum-slick equipment. He noticed how he’d again started thinking about his brother in the wrong way. About his gorgeous tough-boy face, his broad shoulders, his cut swimmer’s body, his toned legs and hot bubble butt. His mind slowly drifted to last summer with his brother swimming in the lake and before he knew it, he was contemplating how it would feel to sink his big cock in his brother’s hole while jerking off his bro’s hot and thick 9-inch cock. He could almost hear his brother moan, and see him looking into his eyes—a mixture of awe, pain and unadulterated lust as his ass was ravaged by the massive cock of his He-man baby brother.
Fuck! He was so fucking horny! How could he think about his brother like that? He forced himself to look back at his screen and focus on the hot escort. The guy was so gorgeous that he could forget about his hot brother, or should be able he thought with a smirk as an image of his brother bending over and showing his pink hole entered his dirty teen-horndog mind. He let go of his cock, which stayed as hard as a baseball bat, and quickly downloaded the guy’s pictures from the site. He then put them in a slideshow and turned it on, giving him about ten seconds to enjoy each picture before moving on. He scooted down on his chair, grabbed his cock again with his left hand, and started to jerk off hard and fast.
Timothy slowly sat down on his new 14 inch long dildo and led it slide into his well-used ass as he watched the screens where his Hulk-brother was jerking off his monster cock. He had strapped it solidly to his heavy chair so he could focus all his attention on watching his hot kid brother while riding the thick stick, instead of keeping it up straight. He watched his brother cup his massive balls with his big paws with one hand and crunch down on his cock with the other, his lower arm muscles changing into thick cords of muscle. He looked first to his right, then to his left where his two best friends went down on their own thick dildo’s. Neither blond John, nor ginger Michael were looking at him. Both were completely riveted by what was going on on the massive screen. He would have probably loved looking at them if not for his brother. John’s young, beefy body and massive cock was completely outshone by Jonathon. Even Michael’s 6’2” body was no match for the glory that was on the screen.
Timothy was spoiled now, and in such a way that he didn’t think he could ever be with a guy that wasn’t as big as his brother. He was fucked. He returned to look at the screen as he felt the massive dildo slowly slide in. He gasped at its incredible size; the thing was thicker than his wrist and its length would never fit inside of him. But that didn’t matter to him, this was the only way he could imagine it was Jonathon fucking him.
He blew up the screen further as he saw his brother getting really into in, spreading his legs. He heard Michael moan: “Fuck yeah, look at your brother. He is such a hulk.” Timothy smiled as he looked at the massive screens. Three 55-inch screens showed his brother in all his glory, one HD camera showing the front, one his brother’s left frame and one filming from below the desk to take in his brother’s monster legs and growing balls. The three of them had to pool all their money together to buy the ultra-small high-quality cameras, but it was 100% worth it. The front camera showed his brother’s face, as Jonathon intensely watched his screen, his lips somewhat parted, his eyes wide, his strong jaws hanging slack, his thick neck, mountainous traps and boulderlike shoulders corded up as he was roughly jerking of his fuck-log. His brother must be half again as wide as he was last year, Timothy mused. And the size of his pecs, there was no comparison! The slabs of meat (Tim knew exactly how hard they were) were breaking in two every jerking motion his brother made, their shadow making his abs difficult to see, even though they were beyond cut.
Tim looked at the other camera, getting lightheaded as the massive dildo filled him up completely. Jesus Christ, the thing was so thick, if felt like he was going down on somebody’s fist. The screen mostly showed his brother’s crazy thick arms, the football sized biceps straining, his thick back slowly getting shiny as his brother got into it and started to sweat. The individual muscles groups on his biceps were probably the size of Tim’s biceps, he mused. How would it feel to have his legs over his brother’s immense shoulders, his hands on his thunderous, god-like biceps as his brother slowly entered him. His blazing hot third leg opening him up, his face next to his as his brother breathed into his ears. Tim’s breath caught as he considered it. Fuck, he wanted it so badly, he thought as he looked at Jonathon’s hand jerking of his moist cock.
He finally looked over at the last screen, marveling at his brother’s tree trunk legs. They seemed as thick as Tim’s waist from this angle. And maybe they were slowly getting to that level. Only yesterday, Tim had been walking out to the fence next to river together with his brother, trying to not to ogle as he saw how his brother needed to spread his legs in order to walk. He had lagged behind so he could watch his brother from behind. His gargantuan shoulders and back tapering down to a narrow waist, which led to a huge muscled ass and then exploded into the legs of a god. Completely smooth and white as milk, and striated as fuck. Some of his muscle groups were probably bigger than the upper arms of a normal guy, his quads the size of Tim’s toned legs. How would he look like with his legs bronzed for a bodybuilding show, Tim mused. Fucking hot probably. With his legs looking even bigger than they did normally.
Tim almost started drooling as he focused on the massive balls between his brother’s widely spread legs. It was his favourite body part. He loved thinking about how Jonathon would empty his gargantuan balls inside him, filling up his insides with hot, superboy spunk after riding his ass for hours. He probably wouldn’t be able to handle that onslaught, but he was very willing to try. He dreamed about his brother’s growing balls—his freaky cum factories growing as they produced obscene amounts of jizz. Tim couldn’t stop himself. He came as hard as he could only cum looking at his young brother, jizzing all over himself as his two friends also came, groaning hard.