The Latin twins

They weren’t twins, Antonio and Carlos Gomez were brothers, 18 and 19 years old. Carlos, the older brother, was the shorter by an inch or two- but he refused to be measured. Not that either was particularly tall. Tony was a bit taller and that was fine with the brothers. Carlos had wavy black hair and Tony’s hair was straight and black.

They lived not far from me, and worked at the hardware store, and I saw them often with each other. They stood close to each other, at ease in each other’s presence, and gave me the impression one would often finish the other’s sentences except I rarely heard them say anything, they were the silent types.

Where I saw them was the local fast food joint. It had been there for years, and so had I. I’d gone to High school across the street, and the jokes back then were the same as the jokes I overheard today. “I’d like a Jumbo Jock, Large Cock, and an order of large thighs. Oh, and can I get some bubble buns with that Jumbo Jock?” Classic. The gals behind the counter were never very impressed. I still went there a couple of times per week to have a lunch and take a walk and sit in the back and see some people. Oh, I was a people watcher. But not like the watchers. Why they picked me I’m not sure. They said it was because I was nice. I’d never much liked being nice, it never got me much of anything. But the watchers came into my consciousness one day while I was sitting in the back of the joint, and gave me a gift. It was a terrific gift. The gift was that I could change myself, or anyone else, for 24 hours at a time. Then, the change would reverse.

I made myself into a handsome sexy young adult version of myself, much more improved than my original teen years, and I was admiring my strong muscular forearms when Tony and Carlos walked in through the glass doors. My improved libido steered me to their side.

“Hey.”

They looked at me, confused. Oh, right. I thought they should both be very horny with a jacked up libido and 100% gay.

“Oh hey, how are you?”

“Good, Tony, hey Carlos… caught up to your big little brother yet?”

Carlos flushed but he was happy for the attention, a bit embarrassed but still happy and smiling.

They didn’t remember meeting me because they hadn’t… I’d overheard their names the many times I’d watched them eat lunch at the fast food restaurant.

Suddenly they were much more interested in me than in lunch. They looked confused but both started sporting wood in their jeans. They got that stupid happy grin on their faces when I smiled at them. Wow. This was easy. But even more fun!

“So how come we never met before?”

“I just moved to town!” I told them.

“Lucky Town!” said Carlos.

“Lucky Tony!” said Tony. Then he flushed, embarrassed. He wasn’t gay, was he? His feelings were that he was gay but he’d been straight until ten minutes ago.

“I think we’re all lucky!” I said. They beamed and locked arms with me and dragged me down the street. Tony kept looking up to me and commenting on my muscles. Carlos kept rubbing up against me, finding excuses or just outright rubbing my bulging jeans in the crotch. And that just made my bulge bigger… which made him rub it more.

“Careful or the Genie may come out of his cave!” Carlos looked confused.

“You two are so handsome and smart!” I said, with the watcher’s emphasis in the words. And they were more handsome and smart. Carlos’ look of confusion cleared and he laughed at my joke.

“Carlos is always worried about the size of his you know what!” teased Tony. Carlos flushed red and shrugged his shoulders.

“Everyone wonders about that… and wants a big one… but hey! You were checking out your muscles in the mirror the other day when I walked in!”

Tony blushed furiously. “So what? I was working out! I want to be big and strong!”

We made it to their apartment—barely furnished, but clean. They were falling all over themselves to help me sit down, be comfortable, can they get me a drink. By now they were sporting raging hardons in their jeans and they were both touching me a lot.

Well, from there it was only a few moments before Tony tried to kiss me. I let him. He looked blissfully at Carlos, who immediately dived onto my newly vacant lips.

“Oh my God,” said Tony, “you have the most amazing lips!”

“Mmmmmmmmmmm” said Carlos as we french kissed.

They stripped the clothes off my new body, all 6’ 1” tall and long and lithe and muscled. My body was strong and graceful and they fell onto me. We fucked for a few hours, they were enraptured of my new form and virility and considerable endowment. And they were discovering the gay sex and that special enjoyment now hardwired into their brains.

Finally we lay together on the tangled bedsheets and Tony and Carlos were exhausted, spent, happy, and teasing each other.

“Oh you had him 3 times already!” said Tony.

“But you were the first to kiss him!” replied Carlos.

“I’m so turned on but so exhausted!” said Tony. “But I still want him again!”

“I could go again!” said Carlos. He was pretty tired but his cock was firming up again. I’d had my fun and decided to reward them… and reinvigorate them so they would be able to enjoy my company. “You guys are young and strong and can go for hours and hours… you have boundless energy… especially in bed!” They both suddenly looked more invigorated and alert, still relaxing but with that stillness that promised quick responsiveness.

“Carlos,” I said, “look at that cock of yours! It’s growing bigger and thicker, and your nuts are swelling up too!” Sure enough, his cock sprang rampantly erect, and continued to swell larger and larger.

“WOW!” said Tony. “Awesome!”

“Tony, you’re about to have the second biggest package in the room. Your brother’s cock and balls are going to grow 10% bigger every 15 minutes for the next 3 hours, and your package is going to grow 6% bigger every 15 minutes for the next 3 hours!”

Tony moaned as his cock swelled erect, his fatigue washed away.

“Carlos, you’re the older brother but Tony is the bigger brother in every way except cock and ball size. You’re going to be bigger than him in that department- by at least two inches in length and one inch in thickness and 50% bigger balls!!”

Carlos gasped as he felt his cock swell out a couple of inches longer and thicker. His balls swelled up bigger too and he grabbed them and moaned until they reached a new equilibrium.

“Tony, you’re going to grow bigger and taller and stronger and more muscular … let’s say an inch taller every 15 minutes for the next 3 hours- with sensational muscle and strength growth! I’m talking super Mr Olympia stats here!”

Tony began to moan as his body started to slowly fill with muscle… his height growth would take some time to notice, but the muscle was filling in more quickly as he was starting with a slender albeit toned build. He was 5’9” tall to Carlos’ 5’7” tall… and was soon to be much bigger. The bigger younger brother. The soon to be MUCH bigger younger brother.

Carlos looked excitedly at Tony’s muscles swelling- already he was 10 lbs heavier and that was just a shadow of the muscle behemoth he was destined to become.

“Carlos, as I said Tony is going to be the musclegod but you’re not going to be a slouch either! You’ll grow at 1/2 his rate in size and muscle… more of a swimmer’s build… but an overmuscled fitness magazine cover model swimmer’s build!”

“What are you doing to us?” asked Carlos.

“I’m making you both into gay super bod sex men- who suddenly have as much attraction for each other as you do for me.”

Carlos and Tony fell onto each other, kissing and grappling and grinding together.

“Oh, and Carlos?” They stopped and Carlos looked at me. “You love big muscle almost as much as Tony loves big cock… and he REALLY loves big cock!”

That set them off again on each other. They tried to bring me into their play but I told them I wanted to watch. And I did, as they climaxed a few minutes later. Carlos gasped with the force of his ejaculation and the intensity of his improved orgasms.

“Oh and Tony, I think you would look good with more body hair the more muscled you become… and I think Carlos would find that even more sexually exciting!”

Carlos looked at Tony and saw a faint trail of hair appear from his groin lightly feathering the skin up to his belly button.. and Carlos moaned and started to kiss and lick at the hair growing there.

“Carlos, as studly a muscle behemoth as Tony is going to become, you’re going to become more and more handsome, smooth sexy muscled swimmer stud male model physical beauty personified!”

After they’d gone at it for another half hour, insatiable, I called for a break. They felt their lust ease enough that they could stop and think. They cleaned up quickly in the shower. There was a lot of grab ass going on but they respected my wishes to take a break for a few minutes. I looked them over.

Carlos had a good sized package already at only an hour into the changes. His package was already magnified 40% bigger than it had been when I’d started… but he’d been granted two inches in length and another inch in thickness over his brother to start with… so each 10% increase was bigger and bigger as there was more and more to increase! They’d been hung about the same size originally, Tony may have been a bit bigger, but Carlos was now the big man on campus… when he was laying down in bed! Carlos had been hung up on not being as hung as Tony… now the situation was reversed… BIG time.

Tony was already lightly furred on his abs and his thighs and lower legs, and his pits had exploded with luxuriant black hair. His package was about 25% bigger, which was a good addition to his bulging groin. His muscles were swollen, he was already heavyweight bodybuilder material, with a tremendous power and strength in his movements and his hard muscles. He stood 6’1” tall and Carlos was only 5’9” tall. Tony’s legs and ass were sturdy and muscled and swelling with bulging strength and power.

They stood there, chatting with me, interested in me, joking and laughing with me, and they brought out a few sodas from the kitchen which we shared. Tony was twitchy, he kept flexing as his muscles hardened and enlarged, and Carlos kept stretching out his new smooth swimmer’s build body. Tony kept commenting on Carlos’ incredible good looks and Carlos kept feeling Tony’s muscles and hair. Tony would grab and squeeze at Carlos’ huge penis, and he smiled each time, happily reassured at Carlos’ increasing size and girth. Major size queen, that Tony. Not that Carlos didn’t have Tony flexing for him, and everytime he would “make a muscle!” Carlos would feel his swollen bicep and hang on it in excitement. “It’s bigger than before!!”

Then they noticed that Carlos’ testicles were really starting to get big. They’d started big enough and growing proportionally… they kept swelling bigger. Tony looked startled at the freakish size that Carlos’ giant nuts were attaining.

“Oh hey Tony… Look at those big nuts on Carlos. What do you think?”

“Aren’t they getting way too big?”

“There’s no such thing as too big… and you love them bigger and bigger! You are absolutely turned on by big nuts and big cock! Now what do you think of them?”

Tony reached out a trembling hand and felt Carlos’ enormous nuts.

“Ohhh…. they are soooo hot!! are they going to get bigger??? Can they get really huge?”

“Enormous!”

Tony grinned and his thick long tongue was practically hanging out of his mouth, drooling.

Tony had added more than a couple of inches to his cock by now but Carlos would soon be in the eleven incher club.

And they had another 2 hours of growth to go! I suggested we clean up the mess a bit, and we wiped up the mess (hey, being a supershooter is fun, and the orgasms last a lot longer!) and Tony ran down to the laundry room to start the washer, and we cleaned up the kitchen a bit. Sure, I was teasing them a bit, but it was great to have them watch each other grow and change and be more desireable with every passing moment. When Tony came back upstairs from starting the wash, he was already an inch taller again and 20 more pounds of muscle added to his frame! He wasn’t quite in Lee Haney territory but it wouldn’t be long before he was! He blocked out more of the sun as he stood in the doorway to the apartment.

I suggested next that Tony pose down for us as he was the musclegod, and Carlos could also help by giving a runway show of male underwear.

Tony found a speedo in his bedroom from his high school days and he wore that. It wasn’t quite a poser but it contained his big bulge and the seams held. At least they held for now! He pose a most muscular and Carlos and I cheered him on. He posed a double bicep and the peaks swelled with size! He went through a series of poses and each was more beautiful than the last. His lat spread was enormous already and when Carlos and I whistled at him Tony turned back around, tossing that long straight black hair back from his forehead and grinned a cocky pleased smile.

After we rubbed down Tony a bit, Carlos then posed with plain white briefs, which he made look wicked sexy and quite full, and then some stretchy boxer briefs and finally some red underwear he had somewhere! Each time he came out and walked the “catwalk” we cheered and whistled at his beauty and body and bigger and bigger bulge.

Tony heard the buzzer on the washer and ran downstairs for a few minutes to put the load in the dryer. He was going to have to start being careful as he was almost as wide as the door. He was like an eclipse when he stood in front of the open doorway now!

Carlos looked me over and kissed me again.

“There’s time for that in a bit.”

“I just want you so much!”

“Are you happy?”

“More than ever!”

“Are you happy with… that?” I nodded down to his groin. Carlos pulled down the waistband and pulled out his long thick cock. Flaccid, it was longer than his hand by two or maybe three inches.

“It’s beautiful! And Tony will love me more and more for it… he’ll never find another man like me… or like I’ll become!”

“Well that’s probably true!- Do you have a ruler?”

Carlos grabbed a ruler from a kitchen drawer and we measured. He was 9 inches long soft, 2 inches wide. “I wonder how big I am hard?”

Carlos stroked his cock erect in about 30 seconds and it was rampantly engorged, thick and erect. It was about 13” long, erect, and 3 inches wide in that massive state. We were admiring it in his hand… I reached out and felt it in my grip. It was really heavy! It must have weighed a couple of pounds!

Carlos started gasping, suddenly. I guess in my touching him I’d excited him too much. His giant balls pulled up under his monster cock and he shot a huge load on my forearm. It was so hot. I was holding his cock, and he was shooting and shooting on my arm. Finally he shuddered to a stop.

“Wow!” said a deeper voice from the door. Tony stood in the doorway and filled even more of it than he had when he went downstairs to put the clothes in the dryer ten minutes earlier.

“Wow yourself!” gasped Carlos as he took in the bigger Tony, who stepped forward into the living room. “You took your time with the dryer!”

“Looks like we’ll need those towels and bedsheets,” said Tony.

“What took you so long anyways?”

“I had to wait for a dryer to become available. It took about 10 minutes~!”

“I’ll say it did..!” I said. “Nice carpet!”

And Carlos looked at Tony and gasped again with delight. Tony’s chest was now covered in black hair, slowly filling in with swirling patterns of macho perfection.

“Better take off those shorts!” Carlos said. “They won’t last if you wear them but I can still use them!”

Tony laughed. He was 6’5” tall now, and his muscles were bigger than Lee Haney’s or Mike Matarrazo’s proportionally…. and more proportioned and more perfect in every way. He bent, stripping off the stretch shorts without tearing them, although it was a struggle. And revealed his hairy groin with big low hanging scrotum overstuffed with testicles and his swinging meat. His cock, flaccid, was easily as big as he’d been when he was erect and we’d had sex a few hours earlier!

Tony brought me a new towel to wipe down my arm. Then he wiped off Carlos’ cock and tried to give him a blow job. Carlos’ horsemeat started to swell up again, barely having become flaccid, and Tony started to gag on Carlos’ giant rod.

“Oh yeah, Tony, you can take Carlos all the way… at each end, no matter how big he becomes- and have orgasms both ways too. And vice versa, Carlos.”

Tony’s jaw opened wide and Carlos’s meat slid down his throat all the way. He proceeded to give a complete blowjob to Carlos, who started to buck his hips wildly about 15 minutes later, when he came again shooting his biggest load yet down Tony’s throat. Me? I was jerking off and came at the same time as Carlos. I shot most of my load on Tony’s hair and face, and he moaned with ecstasy his body jerking with orgasms newly found. Finally he pulled off of Carlos and the horsecock, softening, fell with a heavy wet slap against Carlos’ thigh. It was a couple of inches bigger than before, and wasn’t even all the way hard! Carlos was taller and more muscular now too, about 6’1” tall, and looking more and more like a male model than ever, even though he was way more muscled.

We used the towel to clean up the smiling Tony, and when Tony stood up Carlos moaned with excitement. Tony was 6’6” tall at least and was another 40 lbs more muscular… and his legs, arms, abs, chest, and ass were covered with sexy dark black hair. Tony flexed a bicep in front of Carlos’ face and it swelled gargantuan with size! Carlos just stared in amazement and his own gargantuan elephant cock sprung rampantly erect, swollen hard and red and over 15” in length. His stones were now way beyond anything normal in size, giant testicles which were as big as softballs. Tony’s own cock was 11” in length now and also erect and hard.

“I think we need a break to see where we are, Tony… and Carlos!”

They slowed down and started to breath more evenly. Then their cocks slowly softened and Tony’s big one hung between his legs, hanging down 7”, and Carlos’ insane meat softened and his cock swayed flaccid between his legs, but still grossly huge even soft, hanging down 10” in length.

We finished the sodas on the counter quietly, looking admiringly at each other. Tony and Carlos were both so big now, albeit different, and their size differences were even more exaggerated seeming from their contrasting nature! Tony was now beyond anything bodybuilding dreamed of producing, and Carlos was so gorgeous when he smiled it made your heart ache. And it was only made more erotically obscene by the huge meat hanging between his legs.

“So Tony,” I asked, “are you happy?”

“Very very much!”

“And are you happy with this?” I slapped my hand on his bulging shoulders, even though I had to reach up quite a bit to do it, and my open palm made a meaty thwack as it slapped his behemoth muscles.

“Yes please don’t take it away!”

“I can only give it to you for 24 hours at a time… but here’s my final wish for you, I think… when you revert you instantly start the first wish over through to the last wish, becoming gay first, and going through all the wishes I wished for you today until you once again get to the last wish, which resets you for the next 24 hours,with only one change- reversing for you each time. One day Carlos will be the super hung male model, the next day Carlos will be the muscled hairy giant!

“Wow” they both said together.

“Hey, we’re not done with today yet!” I said to them. “And we still have 45 minutes left on our three hours!

I’d been keeping an eye on the clock, even though they didn’t. A distant buzzer sounded and Carlos laughed. “That’s the dryer. I’ll go this time, since I don’t think we have anything that will fit Tony anymore!”

Tony agreed, his voice surprising me with the deepening timbre, Well his chest WAS a lot bigger.

Carlos pulled on some boardshorts, which made him legal but likely to be arrested for being too F**king Hot, and ran downstairs with the hamper.

Tony looked at me. “I kinda wish that Carlos was going to be bigger in the junk than me all the time!”

“you’ll feel different about it tomorrow.” Tony laughed.

“Damn you are sexy!” Tony told me. Of course I was I’d wished myself this way.

“Hey you’re the huge sexy stud here!”

“Thanks to you!”

“just enjoy it!”

“Oh we will!”

I could hear Tony’s muscles creaking as they swelled continuously with more growth. I glanced at the clock. About 20 minutes left on the three hours.

I heard Carlos’s feet pounding up the stairs.

“Hey guys you’re never going to believe this!”

And we turned to look, Carlos’ meat was hanging down out of the bottom hem of his boardshorts by his knee, and he was laughing at how sexy it was to be so huge hung.

He crossed the room and kissed Tony, who was now 6’9” tall. Carlos was about 6’3” tall now so they fit together nicely. I stepped forward and joined them, and we fucked and sucked and made out and talked and ran the washer and dryer and made love all night.

The next day about 12 noon they each rapidly deflated to their original bodies, but they were instantly still gay. So they had a few hours (with me of course) having fun with that until about 2:30pm Tony’s cock suddenly grew 2” longer and an inch thicker in about a minute. That was the start of the wishes, and they were in full swing in about 10 minutes. Only this time, Tony was the brother swinging the big stick and turning into the smooth male model, and Carlos with his wavy hair was turning into the muscled hairy behemoth.

Because they were different in heights to begin with, Tony ended up being 6’5” tall to Carlos’ 6’7” tall. Tony, it turned out, was a couple of inches more hung originally than his older but shorter brother, so he ended up on his cycles alternately being tall and more muscled, or more hung and tall, than Carlos. But they loved each other and loved having me around and Carlos loved that when he was the muscle giant he was more hairy with dark thick curly hair, due to his wavy natural hair, and Tony was so happy to either be fucked by his huge hung brother or return the favor to his overmuscled massive brother that they did spend most of their time having sex, at least 4 hours per day. Sometimes much more, but they did also manage to live reasonable lives once they bought a new wardrobe. After a few weeks I took my leave of them, promising to visit, and they did have a strong place in my heart. They had started a new job… tag teaming escorts… they enjoyed it and they were very well paid. There was one final wish I did for them… that every third day, the changes would double in size. So that day they would grow twice as big, twice as hung, twice as much added height.

I left them with a big smile on my face. There was still so much to do!