Tit hype

by Writ Bro

 Between jobs? How about £5000 in three weeks to take part in medical trials? Who knows, you might even like the side effects.

Added: Sep 2020 Updated: 3 Dec 2022 86,989 words 31,781 views 4.7 stars (16 votes)

Contents (19 parts, 6 new)
Prologue: Lewis Between jobs? How about £5000 in three weeks to take part in medical trials? Who knows, you might even like the side effects. (added: 19 Sep 2020)Part 1: TylerPart 2: Tyler—The Trial Tyler goes to the ClinTry facility for the drug trials, and discovers just what their program is capable of. (added: 9 Jan 2021)Part 3: Tyler—If You’re Given an Inch… After a bout of crazy cock growth and muscle gains, Tyler visits the doctor to get checked out, then hooks up with an equally appreciative Jake. (added: 26 Feb 2022)Part 4: A Phenomenon Tyler becomes part of a larger phenomenon as the pec-expanding serum hits the market. (added: 10 Jul 2021)Part 5: Seo-jun Seo-jun enjoys the life of a PecX celebrity, which comes with personal appearances, new clothes, and a very eager young assistant. (added: 17 Jul 2021)Part 6: Jamar Walker As the Tit Hype grows across the world, Jamar is given the opportunity to explore the life himself, and finds it takes him in an unexpected direction. (added: 15 Jan 2022)Part 7: Lewis Despite the unfathomable cost, Lewis, ginger and fit but otherwise ordinary, takes the plunge and applies to the PecX program. (added: 26 Feb 2022)Part 8: Lewis’s Brand Development It’s time for Anthony to leave Lewis and the other studs, and they make sure to give him a proper send-off. (added: 23 Apr 2022)Part 9: Lewis Plans a New Life Lewis prepares for his life as a PecX man outside the facility, which promises to be very busy. Not that he can leave without a few memorable encounters by way of farewell. (added: 25 Jun 2022)Part 10: Michael and Jamar Lewis eagerly embarks on his new life as an enhanced pleasure provider, starting with a stayover at the home of PecX pros Michael and Jamar. (added: 9 Jul 2022)Part 11: Felipe A year into being a PecX man, Felipe is proud and happy of his augmented body and all the attention it gets—especially from clients, some of whom really enjoy a chance to use someone like him. (added: 30 Jul 2022)Part 12: The First Appointment 19-year-old twink Jack has always dreamed of fucking a PecX stud, especially one like Lewis. But their hookup quickly becomes even hotter than he expected. (added: 1 Oct 2022)Part 13: Preston Preston is fed up with all the models and Insta celebs obsessing on pecs and nothing else, and their adoring fans with them. He isn’t shy about saying so, either. Then he finds Ekon, a personal trainer who seems to understand the appeal of the classic bodybuilder. (added: 15 Oct 2022)Part 14: Ejaz Law student Ejaz is stoked to get an interview with the team that will select PecX legend Tyler Bryant’s inner circle of super-hot guys. (added: 5 Nov 2022)Part 15: The Outcome Ejaz has almost made it to the inner team of hugely grown muscle studs—he just needs to undergo a final round of “testing” with Drew and Tyler. (added: 19 Nov 2022)Part 16: The Party At the big PecX villa party, Daniel meets up with a lot of very hot guys—including future growth stud Mateo. (added: 26 Nov 2022)Part 17: Mateo Mateo is about to become the ultimate PecX stud live on stage in front of an enthusiastic audience of the world’s hottest men, and there’s nothing he’s ever wanted more. (added: 3 Dec 2022)Epilogue
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Lewis sat down in the arm chair in the living room of his Central London flat, exhausted. He never regretted choosing this line of work but damnit, it did tire him out to no end.

He absentmindedly rubbed his large tits. They were the result of a procedure that everyone seemed to be obsessed with. Initially, he hadn’t been quite sure about the tits themselves but he knew he wanted the rest of those muscles.

He had seen how the guys on stage had flexed their enormous biceps and spread their lats like no bodybuilder ever had before. Lewis had only been able to dream of becoming this big.

And the obscene tits? They were just part of the package. But as Lewis had grown bigger and stronger, his had fallen in love with his enormous breasts.

And the men he served, loved them too. They eagerly drank his milk and serviced him. And Lewis had built up a steady stream of clients that allowed him to pay back the enormous loan he had taken out to grow to his current size.

But the money was quickly becoming no problem whatsoever. He was able to demand so much money that only the richest men in the world were able to afford servicing him. And they flew him across the world in first class, sometimes even in private jets, to enjoy his company.

As he absentmindedly stroked his left breast, he smiled. He had a few hours left before he was flying to Vegas in a private jet. He got up, realising he needed some sleep before he took off. He didn’t want to look tired for his favourite client.

8 Years Earlier

Tyler woke up after another long night of restless sleep. With all the problems in his life, he hadn’t been sleeping well for a couple of months now and it really started to take its toll.

Tyler slowly got up and started to get dressed. Not for any particular reason, it wasn’t like he had a job to go to. But he wanted to try and get his life on track as he fired up his laptop and started to look for jobs, again.

It was frustrating. Tyler had lost his job three months ago now and if that wasn’t enough his boyfriend of three years had left him less than a month later. Tyler had seen the guy Jack had run off with and he could see why he preferred him over Tyler.

Jack’s new boyfriend was beautiful. A model probably. And Tyler knew he must spent a lot of time in the gym because although he only seen pictures of the guy in a tank top when stalking Jack on Facebook, he could see how huge his biceps were.

Tyler grimaced as he sat down and started to look through jobs. There were plenty of things in Manchester he could do, and although he got plenty of interviews, he never seemed to do well enough at them.

But then his eye suddenly caught an advert he hadn’t noticed before. It simply read: *Earn up to £5,000 in three weeks by joining medical trials.*

Hmmm, Tyler thought. That seemed a bit risky. But it really was a lot of money. It would cover his rent for the next six months and he’d still have enough to live on.

He clicked on the advert and started to read.

Join in a range of medical trials and earn up to £5,000 during the trials.

These are stage 1 clinical trials, meaning it’s the first time we are testing these newly developed drugs on humans. They have already passed extensive animal and virtual testing.

Test subjects will be housed in a special facility for up to three weeks, depending on the drug being tested. During this time they will be regularly observed while receiving the doses of the drugs. Furthermore, they will receive all meals during this period.

Tyler smiled, a bit apprehensive. He wouldn’t just make money, but he would save a bit on his food and bills too.

Fuck it, he thought. I need the cash.

He opened the application form and immediately noticed it was highly complicated. He got to work, filling in his basic personal information such as address, but also his full medical background and personal stats.

When he finished he looked over the form and sighed. Yup. He really was 5’5”. And yup, he really was only 100lbs. Even his poor eyesight was stated on the form. As he pushed his glasses back up to his nose he pressed submit.

He had no idea how quickly he would hear back so after looking at more jobs he went to make himself some breakfast and a cup of tea.


A few days later Tyler had forgotten about the form. He had passed his days through a combination of job hunting, another failed interview and playing on his Xbox.

He was sitting at home in just his boxers when his phone rang. It wasn’t a number he recognised and even his phone didn’t recognise the area code. He hesitated but decided to pick up. Maybe the job he had interview for had changed their mind and wanted to hire him after all.

“Hello?” He said, still a bit hesitant.

“Hi there. Is that Mr Tyler Bryant?” a masculine voice on the other end of the line said.

“Uhm, yes speaking?”

“Is it okay if I call you Tyler, or do you prefer Mr Bryant?” the voice asked kindly.

“Tyler is fine.”

“Great! My name is Dr Mark Hoffman, calling from ClinTry. Tyler—you applied to us a few days ago to participate in phase 1 clinical trials and we wanted to let you know that your profile is a match for one of the drugs we’re currently testing.”

“Oh yeah I did. Oh that’s great. What does that mean?”

“Well, our facilities are based in a private location to reduce corporate espionage. But we would like to invite you in at a City Centre location in Manchester to do your initial medical assessment and to just confirm the details in your application form. If that all goes to plan, we would like to invite you to our facility for a three week period to run the trial.

“It’s a given of course that you will receive some compensation for the initial screening, this is worth £100. The total value of the three-week trial for you is the full £5,000.”

“Oh—okay.” Tyler stammered.

“Is this something you’re still interested in?”

“Yeah possibly. I have a few questions though. If I pass the screening but don’t feel comfortable going through with the process, do I still get the £100?”

“Yes, you do.”

“And how will I be traveling to the clinic if it’s in a secret location?”

“We will send a car to your house with tinted windows which you cannot see out of. The journey will last anywhere between two and six hours. We won’t allow you to bring any time keeping devices or indeed any other digital devices as we of course do not want you to use your GPS to determine where the facility is.”

“What will I be able to do at the facility all day?”

“Great question. For this particular trial, it is actually highly necessary that you work out regularly while at our facility. You will be assigned a personal trainer who will make sure you know the ropes.”

“Oh.” Tyler wasn’t expecting that.

“Is there a problem, sir?” Dr Hoffman asked.

“I just wasn’t expecting that during a medical trial.”

“It is a bit unusual but it is the nature of this drug. Are you at all comfortable in the gym?”

“Not really no…”

“Well, if you would be interested, we are looking for a few of the test subjects, preferably those without much gym experience, to spend some time in the gym prior to coming to our facility.”

“What does that involve?”

“It means that we will assign you a personal trainer prior to coming to our facility who will help you. I see from your form you are not currently in employment?”

“That’s right.”

“Well this addition would see you do three weeks of guided weightlifting exercises prior to coming here. For this three week period, we would pay you an additional £3,000 if you would be interested.”

Tyler had no interest in working out. Although… He was thinking about Jack’s new hulk of a boyfriend. And the money. Oh god the money! £8,000!

“I’d be very interested in that.”

“Oh excellent, I’m glad to hear that. We would also help you put together a specialised meal plan and of course we’ll be providing you with the required food.”

“Okay! Tyler got more and more enthusiastic. When can I come for the initial assessment?”

“Well, it’s 2 p.m. now. From the address you provided, it should take you thirty minutes to walk to the City Centre, correct?”

“Uhm yeah I guess so.”

“Well how about 3 p.m.?”

“Oh uhh sure. Yeah that’s fine. Where do I need to go?”

Dr Hoffman gave him the address. Tyler was a little bit startled that it was all moving so quickly. But he decided to go for it and quickly got showered and dressed before rushing out the door.

When he got to the address that Dr Hoffman had given him, he discovered it was only a discreet door in a side street of Manchester’s main gay area. He rang the doorbell and heard a buzzer go off that let him in.

Tyler walked up the stairs and found a small reception area.

“Mr Bryant?”

“Uhh yes, that’s me.”

“Excellent, we were informed you were coming. Please come in. The doctor will see you shortly.”

The beautiful blonde receptionist escorted him to a large and spacious room. It was a nice medical office, with a beautiful mahogany desk and bookcase on one end, with a medical examination table on the other.

“Please sit. Can I get you a glass of water?”

“Oh yes please.” Tyler said suddenly realising how thirsty he was.

The receptionist came back a moment later with a glass of water. Despite being gay, Tyler couldn’t help but notice how beautiful she was. He averted his gaze, not wanting her to think he was staring.

When she closed the door behind her, Tyler took another look at the room. It seemed like a mostly normal doctor’s office, if not a bit overly furnished.

As he looked intently at the bookshelf, the door behind him opened. Tyler looked up and to his surprise saw the most beautiful doctor he had ever seen.

“Mr Bryant. Welcome. I’m Doctor Marsen. I’ll be doing your quick assessment today.”

“Nice to meet you Doctor.” Was all Tyler managed to say.

Dr Marsen must have been at least 6’4”, with a striking jaw line and high cheekbones that were emphasised by his blond curly hair. He must have been in his mid-30’s, although he could be a bit younger. He was wearing a simple white button-up shirt and trousers.

Tyler couldn’t help but notice that every part of Dr Marsen seemed to be bulging. His biceps just as much as his crotch.

“Let’s start with the basic measurements. Could you please undress?”

Tyler had figured this was coming. He did as he was told and within a few moments stood in front of the hunky doctor in just his tighty-whities.

“Classic choice of underwear. But I’m afraid you need to strip those off too.” The doctor said with a smile on his face.

“Oh, okay.” Tyler said a bit surprised. He hesitated, but Dr Marsen’s intense stare told him he had no choice.

“I already know your stats from your form, Mr Bryant, unless you have not been honest. You’ve got nothing to be ashamed of in this office.”

Tyler realised the doctor had known why he was doubting but that made no difference. He stripped off his briefs and felt his last bit of dignity fall to the floor with them.

“Alright, great. Come over here and step on the scales please?”

Tyler did as he was instructed. “101.5 pounds. Pretty much as you said.

“And if you come here, I will measure your height.”

He picked up a form from his desk scribbled something in the first box.

“5 feet, 4¾ inches tall.”

Fuck sake, Tyler thought to himself. He wasn’t even 5’5”.

“And now I’m going to measure the size of your various body parts so just bear with me.”

Dr Marsen grabbed a tape measure and started to measure Tyler’s entire body, writing down the various measurements at each step. He started with his neck, before moving down to his biceps, wrists and chest. He worked his whole way down to the ankles and feet.

Right, lastly I need to measure your penis, in both the flaccid and erect stage.

Tyler sighed. He wasn’t sure how he hadn’t gotten hard yet with the Doctor running his hands up and down his body.

“Uhh, all right, sir.” He said, a bit nervous.

Dr Marsen put the tape measure at the base of Tyler’s cock and moved it down to the end.

“2 inches flaccid,” he muttered under his breath. “And now I do need you to get it erect. Shall I leave you to it or do you want some help?”

Tyler was a bit surprised and didn’t know how to react.

“I can do a number of things. I can give you prostate stimulation if you like, as you have indicated you are gay on the form?”

“Uhm, I’m not sure if that would be ideal…” Tyler said, getting more and more nervous.

“Some guys really like sucking dick. Maybe you would like to suck mine?”

Now that really surprised Tyler. But he couldn’t resist dropping to his knees in front of the beautiful doctor.

“Hehehe I guess that’s a yes to that idea.” The doctor smirked and unzipped his pants, pulling his dick out.

Tyler’s eyes bulged. The dick in front of him was huge! It must have been at least eight inches long, if not a big longer. And it was still soft.

“Fuck! That’s huge!” Tyler said, surprised.

“Yeah, it takes a bit of work to get in your mouth,” the doctor said, sounding increasingly dominant.

Tyler couldn’t resist any longer and eagerly took the big head into his mouth. Immediately he could feel the cock start to harden inside him as he tried to swallow more and more of the massive length.

“That’s it, you’re doing really well. You’re already half way,” the doctor said, encouragingly.

But Tyler wasn’t encouraged. He felt like he should’ve at least taken three quarters by now. How big was this thing hard!

He pushed a bit more and managed to feel the head entering his throat. He gagged as he struggled but refused to give up. He had forgotten why the doctor had asked him to suck his cock in the first place. When the huge tool was revealed he couldn’t think of anything else but taking that cock.

The doctor smiled. He knew he had this effect on people. Both men and women would throw themselves at his feet to worship his cock. If only Tyler knew what was in store for him.

Tyler had started to really struggle, hardly making any progress. The doctor gently put his hands on the back of the twink’s head, slowly exerting more force and pushing Tyler onto his massive dick.

It was fully hard now and Tyler looked up at the Doctor, who smiled at him.

“You’re doing very well. Just a few more inches.”

Tyler tried to say he couldn’t do it. He didn’t know how to make more space for something this big. But the doctor read the look in his eyes differently. He thought Tyler wanted it hard.

And with that misinterpretation, Dr Marsen grabbed Tyler by his brown hair and started to violently fuck his throat. Tyler immediately gagged and choked, struggling to keep up with the doctor’s intense pace.

But the doctor didn’t care. As usual, his animalistic instincts took over and once he got fucking, there was no way to stop him. Tyler tried to breath but the doctor just wouldn’t stop, and his grip was too tight to escape.

Eventually, long after Tyler thought he would’ve passed out, he suddenly realised he was managing to breathe through his nose while the doctor’s cock was slamming deeper and deeper into his throat.

Suddenly, Tyler was again not able to breath. He quickly realised his nose had been slammed straight into the doctor’s crotch, pushed down by the force as he lightly gagged on the monster dick inside him.

“Fuck, that’s it, man. You’ve taken the full length of my cock. And now you’re gonna take my load.”

The doctor must have been close, because as soon as he said that, Tyler could feel the cock expand and explode deep inside him. He barely had to swallow as the doctor dumped his load straight into his stomach, his huge cock reaching way beyond where Tyler was expecting.

When Dr Marsen eventually retreated his cock, Tyler’s eyes bulged at the sheer size. He had thought it would grow a bit. But not that much. It was at least 13” long, if not bigger.

“Fuck doc. That cock is huge,” Tyler said, gasping for air.

“And you took it very well Mr Bryant. I am very impressed. Now let’s quickly measure your own cock before it gets soft again.”

He grabbed the tape measure again, repeating the procedure had had done earlier. From the corner of his eyes, Tyler could see the doctor wrote down 4.5” on his form.

He couldn’t help but sigh. He knew the truth but it still hurt to see it written down.

“All right, Mr Bryant, I think we’re done. Thank you very much for your time and I really think you’ll be well-suited to this clinical trial.

“I will let head office know and I think they’ll get a personal trainer out to you with a day or two. They’ll give you heads up.”

Tyler didn’t know what to say. The session seemed to have ended rather suddenly. He simply shook the doctor’s hand and walked home in a daze.


The next day, Tyler got a phone call early, waking him up.

“Hi, is that Tyler Bryant?”

“Uhm yes.”

“Hi Tyler, my name is Jake Cooper. I have been assigned as your personal trainer by ClinTry. I was wondering when you may be free for your first session? We’ll be seeing each other seven days a week for three weeks. After that you’ll go off to the ClinTry facility for the testing portion of the trial.”

“Uhm okay. I assume I need to sign some paperwork?”

“You will need to sign an interim agreement. You can still pull out after our three weeks together although you would no longer get your £3,000. Before you go in for the testing portion, you’ll be asked to sign the final paperwork.”

“Hmm, okay. Sure. I can do today at any point.”

I may as well get this show on the road, Tyler thought to himself.

“Great. Well, if I text you the address, can you meet me there at say 1 p.m.? We’ll grab some lunch and I’ll chat you through some stuff before going into the gym. And don’t worry about gym clothes. I’ve got all your measurements so made sure I’ve got some stuff for you.”

“Okay then. I’ll see you at 1 p.m.”

Soon after Tyler got the address texted to him. It wasn’t far from his house so he left at quarter to one. He was glad he didn’t have to go out and buy gym clothes. ClinTry seemed to think of everything.

He was waiting outside a small neighbourhood caffe for no more than 5 minutes before a handsome man came up to him.

“You must be Tyler. I’m Jake.”

“Nice to meet you.”

Tyler was impressed. This is exactly the kind of personal trainer he would’ve gone for. Drop dead gorgeous. He was a towering hulk of black man, at least 6’4” and his beautiful chocolate skin was almost radiating in the sunlight. He was wearing just a tank top and a pair of shorts, showing off his bulging body.

His Nike trainers finished off the look and Tyler couldn’t help but notice that his feet looked huge.

“Let me get you a drink.” Jake said in his deep, authoritative voice. “Grab a table and I’ll be with you in a moment.”

Tyler noticed how both posh and pleasant Jake’s voice was. He sounded like he could read the news on the BBC. He drooled a little bit as he watched Jake buy some drinks at the counter, his shorts highlighting his incredible bubble butt.

Tyler realised he was staring but he was sure Jake had caught him looking just before he had turned away. Oh well. He was going to have to get used to being around this man.

“Here you go. A good protein shake for you. You’ll be getting loads of these in the coming weeks. And this is a protein and fibre rich salad for lunch. It is nice and light so it shouldn’t stop you from having a good workout.”

“Oh thanks.” Tyler had really hoped for a coffee, he could’ve done with some caffeine. He wasn’t too fussed on the salad but he started to slowly eat it.”

As he did so Jake started to ask questions. “So you’re currently unemployed right?”

“Uhh yeah, that’s right. Struggling to find a job I have to admit.”

“That’s okay, I totally understand why you’re doing this in the meantime.

“It means you do have lots of time for me so we’ll being seeing each other seven days a week. You’ll still get one rest day every three days and the workout programme I have put together consists of a range of different approaches over the three weeks.

On the rest days we’ll meet up, do some stretching, yoga etc.

“For example, the first six days, we’ll be doing six full body workout sessions. This means we don’t focus on just one muscle group. The remaining twelve sessions will be focussed.

“Now, the way this is set up is that you spend about two hours with me in the gym for each session. Sometimes it may be a bit less and sometimes it may be a bit more.

“I’ll also talk you through your food programme. There will be a delivery of meals tonight at your house and it is really crucial to eat every single one you are delivered.”

And so they went to work. Jake first showed him the plans for the first six sessions. Tyler had no idea about the various exercises and he could see Jake was starting to suspect the first few sessions may take a bit longer as he still had to teach Tyler all the techniques.

And the food programme was mind boggling. Tyler had never been a big eater and this trial demanded he eat 4,000 calories! Jake assured him it was less than the average bodybuilder but that didn’t help the fact that Tyler just didn’t each much at all!

Once Tyler had finished the salad—which he barely could—they went off to the gym. To his surprise they walked into a huge warehouse which just seemed to be filled with free weights, squatting racks and other things that Tyler didn’t really know. All the guys he could see were massive.

“This is a really good gym to go to if you have to be serious about working out. Everyone will help spot when necessary and encourage you in your ways. Obviously you don’t need to worry about that for the next three weeks, because you’ll have me!

Tyler managed to just get a slight smile on his face. Jake was obviously very excited to help him out. Now, go put these on and we’ll get started!

Tyler took the bag Jake gave him and found the changing rooms. He discovered that Jake had given him a virtually identical outfit to his own and as he spotted himself in the mirror he realised he looked ridiculous. His skinny frame did not suit the tank top, his wire-y arms looking pathetic. And his legs looked even more bizarre in the short shorts.

Ugh. Best get on with it. Tyler thought. £3,000!

Three hours later Tyler was covered in sweat. Jake had really worked him hard and Tyler could feel himself aching everywhere. They walked together to the showers and Jake handed him a towel.

“I’ll see you in a few minutes,” he said, walking off with his own towel, finding a cubicle.

Tyler followed his lead, finding a cubicle and quickly turning the hot water on. He thoroughly washed the sweat of his body, letting the hot water have its suiting effect on his aching muscles.

“Alright Tyler. I’ll see you here tomorrow at 2 p.m.? And don’t forget your meals arrive tonight at 8.”

“Thanks Jake. I guess I’ll see you tomorrow.”

And so Tyler went home, hardly able to walk.

Once he got home he had another hot shower to try and relax his muscles. He thankfully didn’t have to wait for too long before his food arrived and he was shocked by the sheer quantity.

He had been expecting a lot, but this much! Before bed tonight, he still had to consume two meals.

He was glad he didn’t have to cook them though, just straight in the microwave and done. To his surprise, the food was full of flavour and he devoured the full meal at once. The second one was a bit of a challenge, but that was okay. He could sleep in the next day so he had plenty of time to let his food settle.

And so Tyler’s days started to progress. He was exhausted but by his rest day he could feel an energy inside him that he hadn’t know before. He mentioned it to Jake while they were doing yoga and he said it simply came from exercising.

After the first week, Tyler was convinced he was starting to get bigger. He didn’t have a set of scales at home and Jake refused to let him use the scales in the gym when he mentioned it.

“Don’t stress about it. You may think you’ve grown much more thank you actually have. Just be motivated by what you see in the mirror.”


Tyler stuck to his usual workout routine but by the 10th day he was sure his arms were looking much better in the tank top Jake had given him.

To his surprise, the three weeks flew by. He had just finished his last session with Jake and tomorrow a car was picking him up to take him to the ClinTry facilities.

“All right, you have done amazingly well, Tyler. You have really improved. I think it’s time to weigh you.”

“Really?” Tyler said, completely surprised.

“Yeah. I think it’s good for you to realise both the progress that you’ve made and how hard it is to make progress.

“Just bear in mind, most of clients who do this programme gain about 10 ounds in the first three weeks.”

They walked to the changing rooms together.

“On you go.” Jake said as they reached the scales.

Tyler stepped on them. He had been just over 100 pounds three weeks ago.

Now, the scales hit 117 pounds.

“Well done, mate!” Jake said enthusiastically. “That’s really good. I think you have really shown yourself to have a knack for weightlifting so I do hope you continue after the trial is over!”

Tyler nodded. He was getting more nervous for his journey tomorrow.

They walked into the deserted locker room. Jake took his time compared to normal, slowly undressing himself until he was standing in front of Tyler in just his briefs.

Tyler couldn’t help but look although he tried to do it discretely.

“It’s okay to look. You deserve an award at the end of three weeks and such an achievement.”

Tyler was confused.

“If you want it of course.” Jake added.

“I-I-I guess it depends on what it is…” Tyler stuttered.

“I think you can guess. Let’s find a big shower cubicle shall we?”

Jake led the way as Tyler just managed to grab his towel. They entered the largest cubicle at the very back of the locker room. Jake grabbed Tyler’s head, leaned down and kissed him.

It took Tyler by surprise. Jake’s touch was gentle and considerate, his soft skin feeling safe on Tyler’s face. After a moment of hesitation, Tyler started to kiss back and before he knew it, he was passionately making out with the most beautiful man he had ever met.

They heard someone come into the locker room and Jake quickly turned the shower on. As the warm water started to hit their bodies, Jake—in one swift motion—stripped off his underwear.

Tyler couldn’t help but stare anymore. The cock that Jake had just revealed was the most enormous thing he had ever seen. If he thought Dr Marsen had been big, he had been mistaken. It must have been at least 14 inches. And those balls—they must have been the size of oranges!

Without thinking Tyler got on his knees. He had to try and suck that. Jake didn’t stop him and within moments Tyler had eagerly swallowed the head and started to try to take as much of the still-soft cock into his mouth and throat.

Jake gently pushed as Tyler sucked harder and harder. He surprised himself as more and more of the long shaft disappeared inside him. As he looked up he could see Jake smile.

“You’re doing really well,” Jake mouthed, so not to make too much noise.

Tyler kept pushing forward. It was though Dr Marsen had managed to switch something inside him that allowed him to now easily take cocks of this size because it seemed far too easy.

But he wasn’t complaining, instead he passionately started to suck, moving his head up and down and running his tongue along the shaft.

Suddenly Tyler pulled out.

“Fancy trying something else?” he whispered in Tyler’s ear.

Tyler looked confused. “What do you mean?” he whispered back.

Jake revealed a little shelf behind his towel and on it was a bottle of lube. Tyler knew what Jake wanted but wasn’t sure how it would work.

“It’s okay. I will be gentle. And don’t worry, the lube is oil based. It’s very useful in showers.”

Tyler couldn’t really say no. He stood up and Jake got on his knees behind him. Within moments, Tyler could feel Jake’s tongue circling around his hole, massaging him and gently pushing his sphincter open to prepare him for the oncoming assault.

Tyler wanted to moan but had to suppress it—after all he didn’t want to get caught.

As Jake licked his hole, Tyler felt himself twitch. It had been a while since he’d been fucked so he was glad Jake was taking the time to open him up.

Eventually, he felt Jake get up and as Tyler put his ass out further to make it easier for Jake to find his hole he could feel his heart beating in his chest. He had no idea how this was going to work.

He couldn’t see what was happening but heard Jake squeeze some of the lube. Tyler twitched when he felt the cold liquid being applied to his hole and Jake gently inserted a finger.

“That’s it,” he whispered in Tyler’s ears. “Take it real slow.”

He did as he said he would. He gently fingered him, first one finger before building him up to the second.

Tyler couldn’t help but let a moan out. It felt good and the gentle stimulation was reaching his prostate.

“You want more?” Jake asked in an assertive tone.

All Tyler could do was nod. He wanted so much more.

Jake sped up, becoming a bit more aggressive, while still maintaining some gentleness. Tyler could feel another finger being added, and another.

Then he felt Jake take his fingers out and heard another squeeze of the lube. It was time.

He felt the head of Jake’s cock at his hole and again he felt himself twitch. Jake firmly placed his left hand on Tyler’s hip before he started to push inside him, spreading his hole wide open as the invasion slowly began.

This time, Tyler couldn’t help but let out a loud moan.

“Sssssssh. Gotta be quiet, Tyler,” Jake whispered.

“But it’s so big!” was all Tyler could say under his breath.

“You’re doing really well. Just enjoy it.”

Tyler struggled. Enjoying it would be a bit of challenge. An intense pain flowed inside him, the feeling like nothing he had ever felt. Nevertheless he could feel Jake pushing in further and further, the lube working like magic.

“That’s it, Tyler, take that big cock. You’ve only got a few inches left.”

“Oh fuck me!” Tyler said under his breath, shocked it wasn’t all in yet, the pain almost becoming too intense. Despite the pain, Tyler could feel his own cock straining, rock hard from the assault.

But Jake misinterpreted that and instead of slowly pushing in the last few inches he suddenly started to fuck Tyler, hard.

Tyler, who hadn’t been expecting it, let out another loud moan. The pain intensified as Jake wrapped his hand over Tyler’s mouth to silence him, which somehow turned Tyler on even more.

Tyler moaned violently into Jake’s mouth, not holding back anymore. As Jake’s cock split his ass open he could feel his own cock leaking precum on the shower floor.

As Jake fucked him, Tyler could slowly feel that the pain was joined by pleasure.

“Fuck, that’s it mate! You’ve almost taken the full length!”

That seemed to encourage Jake even more and suddenly he was fucking him even harder. Tyler moaned but was slowly gaining control over his feelings, able to limit the noise despite the ongoing pain he was enduring.

“That’s it. Now. Take. It!”

With each word, Jake thrusted his cock deep into Tyler’s ass. As Jake said the last word, Tyler felt his big balls slap against his ass.

“Fuuuuuuck that’s it.” Jake said, catching his breath for just a moment.

Tyler breathed a sigh of relief. Taking a moment to catch his own breath and feel Jake’s huge cock pulsing inside him. He had never felt anything like it.

“Ready for this?” Jake asked.

Tyler wasn’t and didn’t move his head. Jake was not keen on waiting though, and slowly started to move his rock hard 14” in and out of Tyler’s slowly loosening hole.

Tyler started to moan into Jake’s hands again, who eagerly sped up the pace. With long, fast strokes Jake now truly started to the anal assault on Tyler, slowly but surely stretching him.

Tyler could feel the pain slowly ebb away and being replaced by pleasure. If possible, he started to leak even more precum, an endless stream dripping from his cock down to the floor.

“Oh fuck Tyler, that ass of yours is fucking tight. You better be ready for this!”

Tyler braced himself, knowing what was coming. But he had no idea it would come that way.

With a few more long, deep strokes, Jake’s cock erupted. Cum was shooting deep inside Tyler and he could feel the hot liquid filling him up and Jake kept pounding him.

“Fuuuuuuuuck—” The feeling got too intense for Tyler, who could suddenly feel his own cock erupt, covering the wall and floor of the bathroom stall.

“Yeah, that’s it!” Jake said eagerly as he could feel Tyler’s ass clench around his cock as he shot his load. “I don’t think I’ve ever fucked a load out of anyone!”

“I don’t think anyone has ever fucked one out of me!” Tyler said enthusiastically.

Jake turned Tyler around and passionately kissed him.

“You’ve done really well over the last three weeks. You should be proud. Hit me up when you get back from the trial.”

And with that he grabbed his towel and lube, opened the door and walked out, leaving Tyler standing in the warm water.

He needed a moment to recover from his fuck but wanted to make sure he caught Jake before he left. He quickly washed off and turned off the shower, wrapped his towel around him and almost sprinted back into the locker room.

To his surprise it was empty. All of Jake’s stuff had gone. Tyler knew that meant he wouldn’t be able to catch up with him so decided to slowly get dressed and head home, and to bed. The car was coming to pick him up early and he really needed a good night’s sleep before that.

When Tyler’s alarm went off at 5 a.m., he immediately was wide awake. The car would be here in 30 minutes but he had been told not to worry about breakfast as food would be provided on the ride.

He quickly showered and got dressed, his suitcase ready and waiting. It was a small one as he had been told most of his days would be spent in a hospital gown. He had simply been instructed to bring some gym clothes, shoes, and a few outfits and that would be enough.

When a large, black limousine pulled up in front of his house, Tyler was surprised. He was expecting a ride, but nothing like this. He quickly went downstairs and the driver opened up the boot, lifted his suitcase in and opened the door for him.

Tyler was prepared for what was next but it was still odd to see. Inside the limousine he could not see out, at all. The windows were completely tinted.

But the interior otherwise was luxurious. There soft leather recliners were the most comfy Tyler had ever tried and there was a large area full of food and drinks for him to enjoy.

“Just so you know, sir,” the driver said, “It is expected that you finish all the food in the car before we arrive at the location. Now, I had best get going if we are to be on time.”

Tyler didn’t even get a chance to say anything as the driver closed the door and quickly started the car. Tyler sat back in the recliner and lowered the backrest.

Within no time at all, Tyler had fallen asleep. The early-morning start, combined with the exhaustion brought on by his workout (and fuck) and the gentle rocking of the road quickly put Tyler to sleep.

Tyler woke up when the driver spoke. “We’ll be arriving in an hour or so, Mr Bryant.”

Tyler almost immediately knew why he had woken him. He had to eat the food, and with the amount waiting for him he better get started.

Thankfully he immediately realised he was hungry. He had barely eaten last night after his workout and this would be a feast of a breakfast!

And he was right. Everything he ate was of the highest quality and prepared to perfection. A range of cold meats, cheeses, combined with lots of fibre and protein heavy items filled the shelves.

He thought he’d be full by the time he got halfway but he kept eating. Only towards the very end he started to struggle, but didn’t give up. He let out a big burp as he swallowed the last bite. He could hear the driver giggle.

“Sorry!” he said hastily.

“Oh, don’t worry. It was a lot of food to get through!”

After another little wait, during which Tyler sat, twiddling his thumbs he felt the car come to a halt. He heard the driver get out of the car and another few moments later felt a rush of cool air as the driver opened the car door.

Tyler got out, eager to stretch his legs and get going.

“Welcome, Mr Bryant. I hope you had a pleasant journey,” the driver said, before handing him his suitcase. “I hope you enjoy your stay here.”

With that he got back in the limousine and drove off. Tyler took a moment to look around and noticed he was deep in the country side. In front of him was a large country house that seemed to emanate prestige and secrecy. Tyler almost felt like he was suddenly at a spy agency.

He walked up to the large front door, which automatically opened. Inside the house looked completely different. To his shock it looked like a very modern hospital. The walls were painted completely white and large glass walls allowed visitors to look into the various rooms off the main foyer.

“Mr Bryant?” a friendly receptionist asked.

“Uhm. Yes.”

“Welcome to ClinTry.” He noticed the lady was beautiful, almost unnaturally so. “I will call someone over to escort you to your room. Would you like to take a seat?”

“Thank you.”

Tyler had barely sat down when another beautiful woman walked over to him. Darn, Tyler thought, I was hoping for a hot doctor…

“Mr Bryant, welcome to our facility. We appreciate you taking the time to come here today. I am the head of research here and will be introducing you to the team that is looking after you to do. I like to make sure each ‘patient’ is welcomed and really made to feel that they’re in capable hands while here.”

As she spoke Tyler was almost transfixed on her beauty. I’d better be not turning straight, he thought to himself.

“And of course, you do not need to worry,” she continued. “You are of course not a patient, but I think it sounds better than ‘test subject’.” When she finished her sentence she had a big smile on her face, showing her perfect white teeth. “If you follow me please.”

Tyler did so eagerly, following her down the corridors of what turned out to be an even bigger house than he could have imagined.

“Okay, here we go, Mr Bryant. This wing is where your trial will take place. Please note that this particular trial is entirely male run on request of the manufacturer. I hope you enjoy your stay.”

She shook his hand and once again flashed that beautiful smile. Tyler walked through the double glass doors and found himself in a slightly more comfortable environment. He was immediately approached by a handsome looking man.

“You must Tyler Bryant. Do you mind if I call you Tyler?”

“Uhm, no, of course not,” Tyler said, swooning a bit at the handsome man’s Scottish accent.

“Great, I’m Dr. MacMaster and I run this trial. I’ll give you a tour of this wing where you’ll be spending your next few weeks and explain the process as well.”

They started to walk down the corridor. As they walked, Dr MacMaster was pointing at the various facilities.

“This is the gym, which is a key part of this trial,” he said, pointing at a large gym space, almost entirely equipped with free weights, squat racks and other weight machines. A couple of pieces of cardio equipment were tucked away in the corner.

“And this is the dining room. At any one time we have perhaps 5 or 6 patients in the facility.”

It was a large and comfortable looking dining space, seating about 10 to 15 people. It looked like a modern restaurant with two large tables—the type of restaurant where you’d have to sit with strangers.

“And finally, this will be your room.”

The doctor opened a metal door opening up into a room that took Tyler’s breath away.

“Wow,” he said, shocked. As he looked across the room he saw what looked like a modern designer room. Every piece of furniture looked modern, yet comfortable and looked as though it had been designed by the best and latest in architecture and design. At the centre of a long wall stood a huge bed that seemed completely out of place in a hospital environment.

Although the large, old fashioned windows stood in contrast with the furniture, Tyler immediately noticed the incredible views they provided of the country side around them.

“We like to make our patients completely at ease while they’re here,” Dr MacMaster said. “This is not really a hospital at the end of the day. Although you’d be surprised by how suitable the bed is as a hospital bed.”

Tyler smiled. The doctor had clearly been asked these questions before.

“If you don’t mind sitting down, I’ll talk you through the next three weeks.”

Tyler sat down on the black leather arm chair as the doctor sat down across from him.

“How are you doing, Tyler?” he said first.

“Really well, thanks, at least physically. The gym over the last couple of weeks has been really good.”

“I’m glad to hear that. What about emotionally?”

“A bit stressed, considering I have been unemployed for a while but this trial will help alleviate that stress for a bit at least.”

“Okay. Well, let’s make sure we perhaps help you with just a bit more than just your physical health during your stay. As you can imagine, you have quite a lot of free time so we have a few coaches here that can really help you find a job when you leave us.”

Tyler just smiled and nodded. He hadn’t been expecting that and didn’t really know what to say.

“But on to the trial itself. It’s important for you to understand how we work and what we’re doing.

“Over the next three weeks you’ll be adhering to a strict routine every day. We’ll wake you up at 7 a.m. and give you breakfast. Between that and 8:30 you will have some personal time. At 8:30 you’ll be given a protein shake and you’ll go to the gym for three hours. At 12 p.m., we will serve you lunch. The afternoon is for relaxing, and you’ll get another snack at 3 p.m. Dinner is served at 7 p.m.

“Now, the trial will be administered to you every evening, starting tonight, at 10. After this you will go to sleep and hopefully wake up fully rested in the morning. Does that all sound good?”

“Okay, so I will spend quite a lot of time at the gym. Will I have off days?”

“No, you will not. The trial is testing your muscles’ ability to regenerate so the daily work out routine is vital. You will of course work out with a personal trainer who will dictate what exercises you do, which muscle groups you work on all that sort of stuff.”

“All right!” Tyler said, quite enthusiastic about the idea that this may help him develop a bit further.

“So it’s about lunch time. Today, we’ll start with gym time in the afternoon just to ensure you’ve had a workout before the first dose this evening.”

“Also, please make sure that you don’t share the exact details of your regimen with your fellow patients. Each trial is slightly different to test what may or may not have an impact on your body so we’ve got to ask you to stay discrete about your specific regime.”

Together they walked to the dining room where Tyler was introduced to a number of the other patients.

There were actually only three other patients in the facility at this point. Remi was a tall but very overweight black guy, Eddie a dark-haired, blue-eyed guy with glasses, and finally there was Jayesh, who was a short and stocky man from Indian descent. Over lunch Tyler found out they had all only been there for a couple of days and had followed roughly the same procedure as he had, although he was the only one who had taken ClinTry up on their pre-trial gym offer of £3,000.

Tyler was a bit disappointed. Only Eddie really struck him as good looking, but even he just had something lacking about him. Maybe it was his geeky attitude. At least the guys were all nice and said they had actually really enjoyed their experience so far, which raised Tyler’s hopes.

Lunch was perhaps a bit excessive with the brown rice, broccoli and chicken breasts pilled up high on his plate. Yet Tyler was starving and he and the others eagerly lapped it up.

After killing some time after lunch reading a book, Tyler was eventually introduced to his personal trainer.

Andrew, or simply Drew, was a towering hulk of a man. Tyler had never met anyone bigger in his life. He had thought Jake was big, but this…

Tyler took a brief moment to take Drew in. He must have been of Asian descent, with a strong square jawline and high cheek bones. His jet black hair was messy and seemed to stick out in every direction possible, almost as if he was an anime character.

He stood about 6’5” tall, taller than most men Tyler had ever seen. He was wearing just a tank top and Lycra tights with clean, white trainers. The tank top showed off his incredible biceps and pecs, as though the little bit of fabric was straining with every movement he made. And then there were his legs. They were the most beautifully sculpted legs, thicker than Tyler’s own waist. The tight Lycra showed off each muscle and crevice, making them look even bigger than they actually were. Underneath the Lycra, Tyler could see quite the bulge at the front.

“Ready for a workout?” Drew asked in a thick Scottish accent.

Tyler smiled. If it was with this guy, definitely!

“Just so you know, I am with you five days each week. Someone else will take you under their wings at the weekends, but I will be the one who will make you really change this week.”

Tyler got excited. Maybe this really was the chance to change his life and build his confidence and skills!

After a quick shake they got to work. Drew was the harshest and yet friendliest trainer Tyler could have wished for. In between the endless bicep curls and dumbbell rows they laughed and quickly got to know each other.

When the three hours were up and Tyler had finished his last set, Drew walked him over to the showers.

“Relax for the rest of the evening, and see how you feel tomorrow. This trial should really push your limits.”

With that Drew shook his hand and Tyler walked to his room where he sat down, exhausted.

At dinner, Tyler realised he was starving and once again ate a huge amount of food. He was surprisingly enjoying his first few hours here. The guys were nice, Drew was great and the food was pretty good too.

Just before 10 p.m. he got escorted to bed by Dr MacMaster and a handsome young nurse.

“This trial is administered by injection into the chest muscle. This allows for quick absorption and will let it spread rapidly and efficiently,” Dr MacMaster said as the nurse prepared the syringe.

Tyler really didn’t mind injections and so within moments it was done. Exhausted, Tyler fell asleep as soon as his head hit the pillow.

The next day the routine began in earnest. Tyler was surprised by how amazing he felt when he woke up. He could barely feel his muscles ache and instead his body felt revitalised.

He spent his personal time reading and in the afternoon spent some time with an interview coach practising interview techniques and working on his presentation skills.

And so the days started to fly by. After the first week, Tyler had to admit he had never felt better. Drew kept pushing and pushing his limits and Tyler was pleasantly surprised by the small changes he had started to see. The definition in his biceps and pecs was definitely becoming obvious and to his surprise he thought he was even developing some abs, although that could just be the lighting.

Yet, after another week, Tyler was starting to get frustrated. One by one the other guys disappeared without any warning. Tyler only saw one of the guys, Eddie, by accident once. It was about three days after he had last seen the black-haired geek when Tyler was working out in the gym. While doing some incline bench presses he saw him being walked out of the door by Dr MacMaster.

Tyler was surprised. He had lost the geek attitude, grown a few inches, and his face had somehow become more handsome. He now had the most striking jaw line, and combined with his seemingly newly grown cheek bones, he almost rivalled Drew’s good looks.

Tyler was now getting very confused. And that was all he saw of any of the other guys.

It was three days before Tyler was due to leave that Dr MacMaster and a nurse came into his room at 3 p.m. Tyler was alone in the facility now and as per usual, it was snack time.

“Sorry to disturb you, Tyler, but we’ve reached a key point in the trial and we now have to give you an additional injection.”

“Oh, okay. Sure.”

“If you just strip off your shirt, Mr Bryant,” the nurse said.

Tyler did as requested, standing in the middle of the room with his bare chest exposed. He couldn’t help but notice it was a bigger syringe than usual. He watched intently as a purple liquid filled his right pec.

He wasn’t suddenly overcome with exhaustion as he had been used to. Instead he felt more alive and awake than before. What was this stuff? he thought to himself.

Both the doctor and the nurse stood, watching him intently. Tyler was getting a bit worried based on their looks when suddenly an intense pleasure shot into his chest. It was as though his chest was orgasming.

“Fuuuuuuck!” he shouted, loudly.

“A different reaction to what we’ve seen before,” Dr MacMaster said matter-of-factly as he scribbled something onto his clipboard.

Suddenly the pleasure in his chest was replaced by pain, the most agonising pain he had ever felt. And it wasn’t just inside his chest but it rapidly started to spread throughout his body. Within moments, his abs, biceps, gluts were also on fire, the feeling flowing further and further towards his toes and into his fingers.

Tyler was now screaming in pain, so that it was becoming almost intolerable. But then it was suddenly over and the pleasure was back. But now, the pleasure was everywhere. Tyler smirked. His brain somehow knew what was coming, even though he wasn’t aware of it himself yet.

But then he felt it and his brain knew it was right. His muscles started to expand. It started in chest, his pecs rapidly swelling up, growing bigger and bigger. He felt the fat melt away around his abs while he was certain that his ab muscles grew bigger by the second.

He could feel the growth spread further, reaching his neck and biceps and upper legs at the same time. The sensation got more intense, filling Tyler with a pleasure he had never experienced before. As he felt his biceps and legs get stronger and stronger the sensations became overwhelming. Tyler was forced to close his eyes as the extreme ecstasy overpowered him.

As his muscles continued to grow, Tyler could feel his small cock getting erect. It was as though his balls were in overdrive, producing more cum in a few seconds than they had in a lifetime. As his calves swelled up, so did his balls. Tyler felt power rush through his whole body as he continued to feel his chest muscles expand. Suddenly, he felt his trousers rip off as the newly grown muscle tore it off at the seams and it unceremoniously fell to the floor.

As the growth appeared to reach a climax and Tyler felt stronger than he could ever have imagined being, he suddenly felt his balls explode. Dr MacMaster and the nurse looked on in awe, clearly not having expected this incredible result. As Tyler screamed in ecstasy and covered them in stream after stream of cum, they just stood there, in total awe.

When it was all over, Tyler collapsed on the floor. The nurse ran toward him and put his hands under his armpits, pulling him up.

“Are you okay, Mr Bryant?” he asked, sounding both concerned and excited.

All Tyler could do was laugh. He roared with laughter and as he did he felt his body shake, muscles flexing as he did so.

“We could not have predicted this, Tyler,” Dr MacMaster said. “This is an extraordinary result!”

“I want to see myself!” Tyler said, his voice deeper, booming loudly in the expansive room as he spoke.

The nurse walked him over to the full length mirror and as Tyler caught the first look of himself his jaw dropped. He realised he had grown but not this much. In fact, he had apparently grown about a foot. And the muscle had pilled on him to the extreme. He was huge.

“Nurse Jackson, can you go grab a tape measure please. And get Drew in here too.”

Jackson ran out of the room in the search for a tape measure and the hot personal trainer. As the room fell quiet, Tyler used the time to explore his new body. He had grown bigger than Jake. And bigger than Drew. He was bigger than any bodybuilder he had ever jacked off over.

But what struck him was the size of his chest. He wasn’t sure if it was because it had been the place he had been getting his injections, or if it was simply just a side effect of the concoction they had been giving him. But his chest could barely referred to as just chest anymore.

He simply now, had breasts.

He had to face it, but as he kept looking at himself in the mirror he couldn’t help but be okay with it. He looked sexy. Big bulging muscle tits standing out proudly on his overly muscular frame. Right underneath that they were beautifully complimented by a full ten pack of abs, which seemed to make his tits stand out even more. He started to stroke both his pecs absentmindedly.

“They look really good Tyler.”

Tyler almost jumped. He hadn’t realised Jackson had come back in, with Drew right behind him.

“Most guys would kill for a chest like that,” Drew continued.

“It feels incredible!” Tyler said, letting out a soft moan.

He looked at Drew. He looked amazing.

“Let’s measure you.” Drew said, taking the tape measure from Jackson’s hands. He looked like he was about to object but quickly realised he wasn’t going to win against the Asian muscle god.

“So height. 6’5”. Gained a full foot!

“Next, let’s put you on some scales. You were 100 pounds before you start this whole trial. I believe it was 117 pounds after you finished the first three weeks of working out?”

Tyler nodded and Drew directed Tyler onto a set of scales in the corner of the room.

“Let’s see… Holy crap Tyler!”

As Tyler had stepped onto the scales the analogue dial had shot up—past the 300 mark.

“340 pounds! That’s unheard of!”

“Yeah? I would’ve thought most bodybuilders would have been about that weight.”

“No not at all! Even the likes of Jay Cutler were only about 270 pounds during competition season.”

Tyler was shocked. He was bigger than most bodybuilders!?

“So let’s measure your body. Flex your biceps for me.”

He took the tape measure and first placed it around Tyler’s bulging biceps.

“Fuck me that’s impressive, Drew said excitedly. 33 inches!

“Now your waist. Wow, still only 32 inches.”

“Next your neck. That’s 24 inches”.

“And your thighs… Holy shit, those are some tree trunks! 39”!

“Calves… 28 inches.”

“Your feet… They would be a size 14. Very impressive indeed!” Drew sounded full of admiration as he took Tyler’s measurements, in total awe of the newly grown stud’s body.

“And now the best for last. Your chest.”

As Drew wrapped the tape measure around Tyler’s huge chest, Tyler could feel his heart booming in his chest. Somehow this was the one he was the most looking forward to. He wasn’t even sure what the size of normal chest was but his had to be a lot bigger!

“So a bodybuilder’s chest might be about 54 to 58. I think yours is going to be a lot bigger.”

It was as though Drew had read his mind.

“So let’s have a look…”

Tyler held his breath.

Fuck. Me. Tyler… This can hardly be true.”

“What is it Drew?” Tyler asked, extremely eager to find out.

“It’s…” Drew hesitated again. “It’s 83 inches.”

“Now, if we measure just underneath…”

Drew moved the tape measure down to just below the pecs.

“47”. Bigger than most bodybuilder’s chests! I don’t think they would make bras big enough to fit these tits, if you wanted to!”

Suddenly Drew could obviously no longer contain himself. He passionately placed his lips on Tyler’s, who couldn’t resist and eagerly kissed back. Although he was vaguely aware Dr MacMaster and Nurse Jackson were still in the room, he didn’t care for a second.

He couldn’t hold back and quickly managed to strip off Drew’s tight fitting tank top, revealing his hulking chest.

But Drew swiftly took charge. He dragged him to the bed and Tyler eagerly laid down as Drew straddled him and began to worship his tits, first carefully licking the underside before moving onto the nipples

As Drew’s tongue expertly explored the huge tits, Tyler moaned, his tits far more sensitive than anything he had ever felt. As Drew’s tongue reached his nipples, Tyler moaned even louder. The sensations running through his body make him shiver from top to toe.

“Fuck I love your tits, Tyler. I’ve never seen anything as beautiful in my life.”

“You’re beautiful yourself!” Tyler heard himself saying. His lust had taken over his brain and he was barely in control.

Tyler ran his hands over Drew’s Lycra clad legs, feeling his strong legs straddling his own muscular body. He heard Drew moan and could feel his cock hardening in the tight-fitting leggings. Tyler ran his hands over the length of the shaft and was shocked by the size of it. The Asian stud was exceptionally hung!

“You want my cock, stud?”

All Tyler could do was nod, his horniness too strong to talk.

Drew jumped up and stripped of the leggings and his jockstrap, revealing a thick, long cock. Tyler sensed it was perhaps just a bit thicker than Jake’s, although probably not quite as long.

“Open up, stud!” Drew said as he moved to straddle Tyler’s chest, which he somehow just about managed. His voice was sounding ever more commanding.

Tyler obeyed and opened his mouth wide. Drew quickly forced the head in and Tyler could immediately sense this was going to be easier than he expected. He pushed his head into Drew’s crotch, who gasped, surprised as at least half the shaft disappeared into Tyler’s inexperienced throat.

He didn’t know why he knew he could do it. Let alone how he could do it. But somehow his transformation had made things just a bit easier.

Drew took it as a good sign and forced Tyler’s head back onto the bed. He shifted his bodyweight and within moments started to fuck Tyler’s throat hard. Tyler was taken aback a bit, but yet he knew he could handle this. He let Drew take over and within minutes the full length of his enormous cock had somehow disappeared down his throat. And if it felt good for Drew, it felt incredible for Tyler.

“Fuck, you have one heck of a throat Tyler. Let’s see what that ass does.”

Within seconds he had lifted Tyler’s legs over shoulders and positioned his cock at Tyler’s twitching hole. He spat on his hands and rubbed it all over his cock and the hole underneath him.

Tyler had no clue how that was going to be enough. Surely they needed lube. But as Drew started to push his cock in, Tyler was surprised to feel that his ass opened up.

“Fuck that’s it, Tyler!” Drew said excitedly. “Take that fat cock!”

Tyler smiled. He was more than happy to take it and he smiled as inch after inch of the big meat slid into his slowly loosening hole.

Drew forced it in with more and more force, the cock disappearing at an ever increasing pace. Suddenly, Tyler could feel Drew’s big balls bounce against his ass and he knew he had taken the full length.

“That’s it, babe.” Drew said affectionately. “No one has taken my cock that easily!”

With those words Drew start to fuck, hard. Without further consideration for Tyler he slammed his cock in and out of Tyler’s twitching asshole at an incredible pace. Tyler could feel his own cock twitch as his hole was pounded.

From the corner of his eye he could just see the doctor and nurse with their own dicks out, masturbating. But Tyler didn’t care. He knew this would be quite the show and if he was watching he’d be doing the same thing.

They seemed to fuck for hours. Tyler’s own cock was constantly dribbling precum over his newly grown abs, while Drew’s precum seemed to be adding plenty of lube to keep them going.

Eventually, Drew’s breathing got heavier and heavier. He grabbed Tyler’s tits with both hands and as he thrusted in one last time, his dick exploded deep inside Tyler’s ass.

Drew passionately placed his lips on Tyler’s, who was finally pushed over the edge. Tyler was immediately disappointed that his load was still the same meagre size it had always been. Dispute the overall upgrade to his body, his cock and balls didn’t seem to have had the same benefits.

They lay there for a minute, Drew straddling Tyler’s enormous, hulking body. It was the most intense fuck either man had every experienced, all sensations heightened beyond belief.

Eventually Dr MacMaster got up. His cock was back in his pants but it looked as though he had eagerly cum all over his chest as his shirt still hung open, revealing the dribbling cum on his softly defined abs.

“Okay, that’s great, Mr Bryant. I think we have enough data to work with now. We’ll keep your routine up for a the remaining three days and then you can go home.”

And so they did. The workouts with Drew were much better than they had been before the growth, but that was to be expected. Drew had even come into work for the final two days Tyler spent in the facility, wanting to maximise their time together.

Tyler seemed to be putting on muscle much easier now. Within the three remaining days his pecs grew another few inches. Yet, disappointingly, his cock still lagged behind.

Overall, Tyler had to admit he was feeling much more confident. The facility had helped him select a new wardrobe as he was sure not to fit into his old clothes when he got back home. They were very good and assumed all responsibility for his new size, allowing Tyler to buy much nicer clothes than he had owned before.

When the final day came, he passionately kissed Drew.

“This is my number. If you ever want to hit me up…” Tyler said, pushing a piece of paper with his mobile written down on it as he was leaving.

“Uhm, okay, thanks!” Drew said with a mix of enthusiasm and concern. “I will have to check if I’m allowed to. It’s quite unusual for two people in this facility to have an experience like we have.”

“I know. I really hope you will call me though. I’d like to get to know you better.”

“I promise you I will do my very best,” Drew said with a big smile on his face. And with that they passionately kissed each other before Dr MacMaster walked him out of the facility.

“Now just remember Mr Bryant, if you have any further changes out of the ordinary, please contact Dr Marsen. He can have a look at you locally. You’re quite a fantastic specimen and I am sure there is interest in studying you further either way.”

With that, Tyler got into the blacked out car again and settled in for the drive home. His life was going to be very different.

When Tyler got home the urgency for some sort of job immediately struck him. Although he had new clothes and a fantastic body, he was burning through money much quicker than he had previously. Feeding his new body was proving a massive challenge and within weeks he would have spent most of the money he had earned from participating in the trial.

After a week back home, adjusting to his new body, he quickly went to work, applying for a lot of jobs. The advice he had been given for job applications had really improved his writing skills and he keenly put it to the test.

Within days he was getting called up for interviews for software development roles. And at every interview he seemed to knock it out of the park. Undoubtedly his body helped, more than he may have been willing to admit. And within two weeks he was back to work.

But his new body also needed constant attention. Tyler immediately went back to the gym, going back to the gym Jake had taken him to. He lifted weights much heavier than all the other guys in the room and he could constantly see them stare, especially taking sneaky glances at his enormous tits.

Tyler wasn’t afraid to show them. When ClinTri had bought his new clothes he had included a few oversized crop tops, as well as some ultra-tight lycra shorts. The tight fabric hugged his frame exceptionally well, leaving very little to the imagination.

It was one day, just as Tyler was doing his squats, that they become more burdensome than before. Without any warning, Tyler suddenly felt like he had been kicked in the nuts. He just about managed to balance the barbell and put it down safely before collapsing on the floor.

The gym was quiet so no one noticed as Tyler cupped his crotch. Suddenly a strange tingling sensation flowed through his body and that’s when he felt it. It was unmistakable, because he had felt it before. Last time, the feeling had been deep inside his muscles. Now, it was radiating from his groin.

Tyler quickly grabbed his stuff and rushed into the changing room, grabbed his towel and jumped into a shower cubicle. Stripping of his shorts and jockstrap, he could immediately see his cock was starting to swell up. It was the size of his usual boner, but it was still growing. Millimetre after millimetre of length and width was added to the shaft.

Tyler moaned. It felt so fucking good. How was this possible so late after the trial. He turned on the shower and let it flow over his body, trying to manage the intense heat he was feeling. As the water ran over his bulging muscles, his cock seemed to be getting bigger and bigger. Tyler tried to control his moans as he started to get hornier and hornier.

The horn inevitably resulted in his cock getting harder and harder. It was only then that Tyler realised his cock had been soft while it was growing!

Tyler knew he had to get home. He wanted to know how big he now was! He quickly dried off, his cock still rock hard. He just about managed to tuck it into his already tight-fitting jeans as he sprinted home.

Once he got home he immediately stripped off all his clothes, somehow managing not to tear them off as soon as he crossed the threshold and found his measuring tape.

Fuck!” he exclaimed out loud. That couldn’t be true.

Still fully hard, his cock had grown to a full 15 inches. That must be bigger than any cock he’d ever seen! And right underneath them were two newly grown balls that must have been the size of oranges. How was he going to hide this package?

Fuck. Tyler felt incredible. With his left hand he started to absentmindedly stroke his huge tits, feeling their weight as he bounced the muscles underneath. With his right hand, he grabbed his big cock and slowly started jacking off.

He walked to the full length mirror in his bedroom and stared at his huge body. He now moved his left hand onto his dick as well, needing both hands to fully massage my newly grown cock. The sensations were overwhelming and combined with the view of his new body, it didn’t take long to cum.

As he sat there, his huge pecs and abs dribbling in what seemed to be litres of cum, Tyler could hear his phone ringing.

He walked towards the noise, desperately trying to stop cum from dripping all over his room. He managed to find it and picked up.

“Hello?”

“Oh hey, is that Tyler?” said a familiar voice.

“Uhm, yes?”

“Hey, it’s Drew. Sorry it’s taken a bit longer than I hoped to call you.”

As the voice talked Tyler managed to find a towel and wipe the cum off his chest. “Oh hey Drew!” he said, almost too excitedly.

“I was wondering, I’m travelling down to London next month and was hoping you might be able to join me for the weekend?”

Oh wow. That was a bit commitment from a man who he hadn’t spoken to in a few weeks. “Uhm…”

Drew could hear Tyler hesitate. “I would have asked you sooner but unfortunately I only just managed to get permission to contact you. Apparently it is allowed but I had to wait. And… well, I know it’s a big ask but I can cover your train tickets if you want? I’ve already booked a hotel as well.”

Oh what the hell. He was sure it would be great fun with Drew. “Yeah, okay, when are you going?”

He gave Tyler the details as he put them in my diary. It was a weekend so no need to take time off work.

“Hey Drew. Before you go… I’ve got to tell you something.”

“What’s that?”

“Well, I was in the gym today doing my squats…”

“Work that booty!”

“Haha, yes. But while I was doing that I had quite a sudden growth spurt…”

“Oh really? Did your ass get even bigger?”

“It wasn’t my ass.”

“Go on?” Drew said curiously.

“It was my cock.”

What?” he said both shocked and enthusiastically.

“Yeah and according to the tape measure, it’s now 15” inches long and my balls are the size of oranges.”

Fuck man! That’s insane.”

“I know. I was just about to call Dr Marsen when you called.” After I had a shower, Tyler thought to himself.

“Well yeah, of course. You should definitely go do that. Give me a call later when you’ve spoken to the doctor?”

And with that they said their goodbyes and he quickly dialled Dr Marsen’s number. He may as well wait a bit longer with that shower.

“ClinTri Manchester office, how may I direct your call?” said a friendly male voice moments later.

“Oh hi. My name is Tyler Bryant, I was in your facility a few weeks ago and they said that if I had any sudden changes to call Dr Marsen?”

“Of course, Mr Bryant. Let me see if he’s available.”

“Please. It’s very urgent.”

A few moments later I heard Dr Marsen’s voice on the other end of the line.

“Mr Bryant, how can I help you?”

“Dr Marsen, thank god! I was instructed to call you if I had any sudden changes after I left the facility.”

“Yes, what’s happened?”

“Well. I don’t know if you’re aware what happened at the facility?”

“They made sure I was up-to-date just in case.”

“Well, I’ve had a sudden growth spurt today.”

“And what in particular grew, Mr Bryant?”

“My cock and balls Doc.”

“Oh okay. That is interesting. Am I correct in thinking they hadn’t grown during the experiment?”

“Yeah, that’s right.”

“Well, why don’t you stop by my office as soon as you can, and I’ll examine you and do a few tests.”

Tyler agreed, then quickly hung up the phone and ran to the shower.

Less than an hour later, Tyler was standing outside the office of Dr Marsen waiting to be seen. He had struggled to use his normal trousers and only a pair of lycra leggings had fit over his now ridiculously huge bulge. The stares he had gotten while he walked across the street made him rather uncomfortable. He wasn’t that sort of exhibitionist.

“Come in, Mr Bryant.”

“Call me, Tyler, please.”

“All right, Tyler. Tell me what happened today.”

And so Tyler relayed the story of what happened in the gym. He decided to even tell the beautiful doctor of his wank at home, how he couldn’t resist the cock in his pants.

“Okay, very well. Now we’re gonna have to have a look. I would like you to undress and think of England because I need to examine it in a flaccid state.”

Tyler laughed but did as he was told. He didn’t want to bone up right now. He pulled down the lycra rights and revealed his huge new cock to the doctor.

“Oh, that is very sizeable indeed,” the doctor said dryly.

“That’s the understatement of the century…” Tyler giggled.

“Let’s see…” He grabbed a tape measure. “10 inches soft. That’s insane. And the balls… Almost 8 inches each in their circumference. Geez, Tyler. No wonder you had to wear those leggings.”

“Yeah, I had no trousers that fit me anymore.”

“Sorry about that. But it looks okay otherwise, no inflammation… Now, I think I’ll have to get a sperm sample I’m afraid.”

“I was hoping you’d say that.” Tyler hadn’t forgotten his last visit to Dr Marsen and an excuse to see him again had been the one silver lining to this emergency trip.

“How would you prefer to do it Tyler?”

“Well. I just came earlier so I suspect the easiest way to get more cum out of me is by fucking me,” Tyler said bluntly.

“Very well. I am happy to do that, of course, for science.” The doctor had a cheeky grin on his face as he said that.

Considering the fact the doctor had only managed to fuck Tyler’s throat so far, he was quite keen to get fucked by that 13-inch dick.

The doctor rummaged in a cupboard and came back with a bottle of lube. “If you can just lean over the desk there.”

Tyler did as he was told, eagerly exposing his ass to the hunky doctor.

The doctor applied some lube to his finger and gently inserted it into Tyler’s anus, who moaned softly as the finger entered. He could immediately feel his cock spring to life but he had to try and resist the urge to jack off.

“Ready for this?” the doctor asked and Tyler just nodded. He wasn’t really but he wanted it so badly.

With that the doctor generously applied some lube to his cock and put the head at Tyler’s twitching hole.

“You want this badly don’t you?” the doctor whispered in his ear.

“Fuck yeah, give it to me!” Tyler said.

With that the Doctor slowly pushed his cock in and Tyler felt his ass spread to accommodate the head as it popped in.

“Fuuuuuuck that’s so big!” Tyler moaned.

“Fuck yeah, and you’re taking it really well so far,” the doctor said encouragingly.

With that he started to push his huge cock in further, and Tyler could feel inch after inch slide deep into his ass.

“Fuuuck that’s it. God your ass feels so good!”

Doctor Marsen reached his hands around and grabbed Tyler’s huge tits, one in each hand and started to pound hard.

“Oh fuck yeah doc that feels so good!”

“Yeah? Take that big dick in that big bubble butt of yours.”

With each stroke, Tyler could feel the cock advancing deeper and deeper into his guts, hitting his prostate with every move. He could feel his own cock dripping, now fully hard as Dr Marsen’s big cock kept advancing.

The doctor reached down and felt Tyler’s rock hard cock. “Time to measure!” he said excitedly. With that he pulled out, leaving Tyler’s ass gaping wide. “Turn around,” he said in a commanding tone. Tyler did as he was told, revealing his massive cock.

“Fuck, that’s even bigger than I expected! Let’s see… 16.2 inches! That’s just insane. And the balls just to make sure… as I expected, unchanged.”

“Can you keep fucking me now, Doc?” Tyler said eagerly.

“Hehe, you bet your cute ass! We still need the sperm sample.”

With one sweeping motion he emptied half of his big desk and Tyler laid down on top, his big tits rising like mountains in the air. The doctor swept his big tree trunks legs up and laid them over his shoulders. In one swift motion, his fat cock was back inside the muscled stud, who let out a loud moan.

“Aww fuck yeah! That ass of yours feels so good! You ready for my big load?” Dr Marsen said eagerly.

“Ah yeah Doc! Breed me please. Breed me!”

And with that he could feel the doctor’s balls unload deep inside him. As he did so, the doctor passed Tyler a small container. “Fill that up with your own sperm.”

Tyler jacked off his cock and it didn’t take long for him to start shooting his own massive load. The cup was way too small for the amount of sperm and it spilt all over the edges onto his rock hard abs.

“Fuck doc that felt so good!”

“Fuck I’ve never fucked an ass as nice as yours! You should be proud!”

“Fuck doc, this body is incredible. I just hope the growth today wasn’t a sign of a negative side effect.”

“I doubt it was. From my understanding there was still a sign of the serum in your system when you left the facility. I assume based on our tests today we won’t find anything. It just means the growth is done. I just need to take some blood quickly…”

Before Tyler knew it the doctor had put a needle in his arm and withdrew some blood.

“And based on these things we’ll be able to tell if anything bad is going on. But as I said, I highly doubt it. We’ll get these results to the lab and hopefully have them back to you in a week or so. I’ll try and rush them just to put you at ease. And we’ll reorder all your trousers with a bit of extra room in the front, and maybe get you some special underwear too.”

And with that Tyler left the doctor’s office, making sure the cum was cleaned off his body.


The next morning Tyler called his boss immediately to let him know he was sick but would still be able to work from home. He didn’t want to get fired straight away.

Thankfully his boss was very understanding and that afternoon an emergency delivery arrived with some new trousers. He would be able to at least go outside now. A note with the package said that more would be sent along.

Surprisingly they all fit extremely well and did a great job at hiding the obscenity of his package. To his great delight, it also included some workout gear and so that evening he found himself going to the gym once more.

The kit was a bit different than what he had been given previously. Instead of the tank top and shorts they had sent him a full Lycra outfit, with leggings and a long sleeve shirt. Although this outfit wasn’t all that great at hiding his bulge…

The whole time guys in the gym kept staring at him. No one could take their eyes off him. And everyone’s eyes seemed to move between his well-developed chest and obscene bulge. But towards the end of his workout, Tyler noticed someone he hadn’t seen in a while.

It was Jake. But he didn’t seem to recognise him. It was no real surprise considering he had grown a foot taller and more than tripled in mass.

Tyler decided to go say hi. “Hey Jake,” he said.

“Uhm hi?” Jake said, obviously unsure whether he should recognise Tyler, but evidently also not intimidated.

“It’s me. Tyler Bryant?”

“What? How is that possible?” Jake immediately said, shocked.

“Remember the clinical trial I was going on? This was the result.” And he jumped into a double bicep pose as he had seen online.

“Fuuuuuck…” Jake let out a low whistle under his breath. “That’s nuts.”

“I know right? The clinical trial was crazy!”

“What did they do?”

“Well, apparently something quite normal that they’d been doing, but with our workout prep and the workouts I had while at the clinic…” He struck a most muscular, his Lycra top straining under his huge pecs. “…this was the result.”

“Fuck man, and it looks like more than just your muscles grew.” Jake took a very obvious look at Tyler’s bulge.

“I may even rival you by now,” Tyler said proudly.

“Fuck, I need to see that. Are you done with your workout?”

“With this body? It doesn’t feel like it. But happy to continue it later.”

“Come on then, I’ll take you back to my place.”

Jake led the way, walking just a couple of minutes before arriving at a huge building. Jake eagerly opened the door and rushed up the stairs. He clearly couldn’t contain his excitement to reveal the slight bits Tyler hadn’t revealed yet.

Once Jake had shut the door, he almost jumped on Tyler. Tyler barely had the chance to admire the huge, expansive loft apartment before Jake had shoved him onto his massive super king bed and ripped off his leggings.

“Fuck me man, those legs are incredible.” Jake said, the admiration clearly noticeable in his voice. “Now let’s get your top off.”

Tyler sat up and Jake pulled off the tight-fitting Lycra. As he did so he realised how much the shirt had compressed his chest down as his tits almost fell out.

Fuck!”

“Uhh… yeah…” Tyler said nervously.

“I didn’t realise your pecs were that big.”

“Yeah, I guess the compression top compressed a bit more than I expected.”

“You don’t say, fuck man! Stand up! I wanna see those tits in their full glory.”

Tyler jumped back up and bounced his tits, proudly letting them stand at attention in their full glory.

Jake walked up eagerly and put his hands on the bulging, voluptuous tits. He gently massaged them, feeling the strong muscles underneath his own big, strong hands.

“Fuck, I’ve never seen such incredible pecs. Hell! I didn’t even know they could get this big!”

“I didn’t either!” Tyler said enthusiastically. “But they feel amazing!”

“And look it too! You really need to get a compression top that shows tits off better!”

“You reckon it won’t be too obnoxious if I just walk around with them on display?”

“No man! You should be proud of them!

“Now to finally find out what that jockstrap of yours reveals…”

And with that Jake pushed Tyler back onto the bed and pulled his jockstrap off. Tyler’s huge cock had been rolled up inside and so gently unfolded as Jake gasped.

“Fuck me! That’s insanely huge!”

“You’re huge yourself!”

“But you’re the next step up!”

And with that Jake eagerly wrapped his lips around the freshly grown dick, stretching his mouth around the insanely-sized member.

Tyler moaned, Jake’s mouth felt incredible. He looked down, admiring the black man’s massive muscular body. He smiled—he was much bigger than when his happened last time.

“That’s it, take that big dick” Tyler said, placing a hand on the back of Jake’s head, trying to encourage him to take more cock.

And Jake managed to surprisingly well. Inch after inch disappeared deep inside the black stud. To Tyler’s surprise, he could see Jake’s throat expand as his cock’s invasion continued relentlessly.

Eventually Jake had somehow swallowed more than half of it and Tyler couldn’t contain himself any longer. He almost threw Jake off and stood up, towering over the kneeling figure.

“Come on, open up,” he commanded a somewhat surprised looking Jake, who eagerly obeyed. Tyler slid his cock back into his trainer’s mouth and started to fuck his face. With every stroke he could feel and see his cock slide deeper and deeper into Jake’s tight-feeling throat. Fuck, Tyler thought, the guy has skills!

Eventually the pleasures flowing through Tyler’s body became too much and he could feel his huge balls start to contract.

“Fuuuuck I’m gonna cum!” he said, the flow his cum suddenly rushing into his dick.

He sensed Jake wanted to move but he forced him to stay in place. With a few more strokes the cum had reached the tip of his dick and it erupted. Streams of cum flowed into Jake’s stomach but to Tyler’s shock, it kept flowing! He slowly retreated, thinking that this may be too much cum for Jake to handle. When he eventually pulled out, his cock was still erupting, with more than 10 big jets of thick, heavy cum shooting over Jake’s face and body.

“Fuuuuuuck!” Tyler said eventually, as he collapsed. “That was amazing!”

“Hehe” Jake eventually managed to say. “You’ve got quite the dominant personality now I see. Fuck me that was hot. I usually love submissive guys but for you…” And he kissed Tyler on the mouth, his face still covered in cum.

“But I do want something in return…” he said, his own huge cock still standing at attention.

“And what might that be?” Tyler said, still out of breath but also, somehow, still incredibly horny.

“I wanna fuck those tits of yours.”

“Oh yeah? Fuck that sounds hot!” Tyler said enthusiastically.

And with that Jake pushed Tyler back onto the bed, allowing his huge tits to be on perfect display. He started to run his hands over them, exploring every crevice and curve. As he did so, Tyler’s nipples got harder and harder, protruding heavily from his already massive chest.

“Fuck yeah. These tits are fucking amazing. Tomorrow we need to find some clothes just to help show them off!”

Tyler smiled, he already loved how Jake admired his huge pecs. Maybe he should show them off!

Jake rummaged around in one of the drawers and grabbed a bottle of lube, rubbing the silky liquid over his own cock and at the base of Tyler’s tits.

“You ready for this tit boy?” he asked, reclaiming some of his previous dominance.

“Fuck yeah, fuck my tits!” Tyler said enthusiastically.

“Damn fucking straight!” and with that he placed his cock at the base of Tyler’s mountainous pecs, slowly pushing them into the deep crevice.

Tyler pushed them closer together as Jake started to fuck him. Tyler couldn’t believe it! Not only did it work incredibly well, but it also felt amazing! Jake leaned onto him, grabbing Tyler’s nipples hard as he started to really pound that huge chest.

“Fuuuuck man those tits of yours feel amazing! I can’t believe how lucky you are. I’m not gonna last long fucking these babies!”

And he was right. With just a few more strokes his huge cock erupted, shooting his load straight into Tyler’s face, who eagerly tried to catch as much of it as possible. Jake collapsed on top of him and they kissed passionately.

“I’ve gotta do that again.” Jake said, smiling.

“You fucking better.”

This was the beginning of a whole new life for Tyler. And he couldn’t wait for his trip with Drew.

“And welcome back to The Helen Show. We’re here with Cameron O’Toole, chief marketing officer of PecX, the new sensation that is changing the way we view male beauty. Cameron, tell us—how did PecX get started?”

“Well, Helen—it was actually a bit of a coincidence. We were trying to develop a drug that would increase muscle recovery. What we developed instead was a drug that just grew the muscles on men. But the drug also massively increased the size of the patient’s chest muscles—or pecs.”

“And you thought, this must be a commercial success?”

“Not at first. We actually continued to do clinical trials for quite a number of months to try and solve the problem. The thing is, the drug was administered by injection into the pecs so we thought that it lingered there and caused additional growth. We decided to spread the injection points but the body just didn’t respond to it—unless the injection was done into the pecs.”

“So that was the point you decided this product was going to have to succeed commercially.”

“Haha—not at all, Helen! We thought it was dead and we were ready to write it off. But suddenly our initial patient—who you all know and love, Tyler—started to become a phenomenon.

“He had met a guy who loved his pecs—or breasts, as he started to call them. And his new partner encouraged him to find clothing that highlighted his large chest. So, outside his work, Tyler started to wearing these tops that really showed off his breasts. He was proud of them and he noticed he started to get a lot of attention in the streets.”

“So I believe we have a video of that?”

“That’s right, let’s take a look and see how Tyler’s life changed.”

Cut to video:

[Tyler cautiously looks into the camera. He has already become a sensation but this is taking the next step.]

“At first when I started to wear more revealing clothing, encouraged by my partner, I was very nervous. I could feel my heart booming in my chest as I walked down the street.

“And absolutely I could see the stares from people. But where I perhaps expected some aggression or weird comments, the comments from people were… well, they were amazing.”

Cut to footage of Tyler walking down the street:

Tyler and his partner Jake are shown walking, hand in hand, down a busy shopping street. Jake is wearing shorts and a tank top, showing off his muscular physique. But you would barely notice him as you immediately look at Tyler, wearing skinny jeans and a crop top that barely stretches over his huge pecs. His big nipples are visible through the top.

“And people would come up to me, asking if they could feel them. And they’d be amazed when they realised they were solid muscle. I’d bounce them up and down and I could just see people drool over me.”

The footage continues, showing Tyler and Jake walking, as Tyler bounces his huge pecs, getting obvious stares from people passing by.

“And that’s when I realised I could perhaps use this. So I first started my Instagram channel where I would post pictures every day in different outfits. I think I gained 10,000 followers in the first three days. And it just kept growing.

“So I also started a YouTube channel. And that’s where I really started to monetise my breasts. The success was unreal, I now have a lot of corporate sponsorship and do appearance throughout the world. Honestly—my life is amazing and the reception to these…”

He bounces his pecs on camera.

“…has been incredible.”

Cut back to the interview:

“So, Cameron, that must have been a very strange thing for you to realise that this product was potentially very sellable.”

“Oh, absolutely. We didn’t expect this and especially as this was perhaps a year or two after the initial clinical trial. But it was decided to spin off the company and see if it would go somewhere.

“We did another set of clinical trials. We wouldn’t be allowed to sell the product until we had gone through the full range of clinical trials, of course. And so we equipped perhaps another 200 people with huge pec breasts over the following year or two. During that time, Tyler was in the unique position of being the only one in the world who had gone through the full programme.”

“I bet he was quite happy with that?”

“Oh definitely, why wouldn’t he be? He’s leading an incredible life, traveling the world and showing off his body.”

“But what happened with those clinical trials?”

“We made sure we recruited men who wanted this product and who wanted the breasts. And the success rate of the trial was enormous. There hasn’t been a single person who hasn’t grown the breasts and we have only uncovered a minor side effect of some headaches during the process. But they disappear after.”

“So it was a success?”

“Absolutely! The drug and process has recently been approved by the FDA in the US, but also by the EMA in Europe so we’re about to launch full scale across the world.”

“That’s amazing. Well, we now get the chance to meet one of the men lucky enough to be part of the clinical trial. Please welcome Kum Seo-jun!”

The audience bursts into applause as Seo-jun comes in though the large stage doors, enveloped in smoke. As he walks out of the smoke it’s clear his body is very similar to Tyler’s. He’s wearing skinny jeans and a v-neck tee that shows the deep crevice between his tits. He has strikingly handsome face, his square jawline and cheekbones highlighting his Korean background. He sits down next to Cameron on the sofa.

“So Seo-jun, tell us a bit about your experience with PecX?”

“Well, quite honestly it’s been amazing.” His accent is Australian.

“PecX has been life changing for me. Before I went into the clinical trial, I was a skinny, geeky looking guy and honestly—now I look like this.”

He jumps off the sofa and strikes a double bi pose. The tee strains under the pressure. The audience goes wild.

“That’s fantastic. So Cameron—how do people get a hand on this?”

“So we’re setting up two programmes. One for people to pay outright for the product. They can do that directly with us. And one in which they work with us to pay it in instalments. And for that they also just visit our website, which I believe is visible at the bottom of the screen.”

“Fantastic! So audience—are you ready to see some more of the men who have been lucky enough to experience the clinical trial to equip them with these amazing pecs!”

The audience whistles and cheers as the two large stage doors at either end open and about 20 men walk out. Dance music is blasting out of the speakers. Each of the men is dressed in just a pair of speedos, their bare chests exposed, bouncing their huge tits. The audience screams wildly as the men dance erotically.

Cut to commercials…

Backstage, Seo-Jun breathed a sigh of relief. He hadn’t ever been on TV before so he had been quite nervous about the recording. Thankfully it wasn’t live but everything went according to plan.

“Well done, Seo-jun!” It was Cameron.

“Thanks, Cameron. Glad it all went well.”

“You did amazingly. So I think that settles it right, you’ll take the position?”

“You know what?” Seo-jun said carefully. “I will. I think it went quite well tonight and it felt good showing off these babies.”

He bounced his huge tits up and down proudly.

“Brilliant! I really think your image will be perfect for our first advertising campaign!”

“Will I still be able to do my own appearances?”

“Of course. You won’t be exclusive as such. But we’ll use your image on our advertising, one of a handful of models we’re using. Remember—we’ll pay you 0.5% of the profits of sales in the first year. And $1 million up front.”

“Right. I really hope it’s worth it.”

“Don’t worry—you get to travel the world and do appearances like this paid for by us. I’ll put you in touch with Kyle, he’ll be your assistant and manage your diary.”

And with that Cameron walked out of the dressing room.

It only took Kyle a few moments to get in touch. He sounded extremely feminine, but Seo-jun couldn’t help but find it quite cute.

“So—OMG—we have a busy schedule for you already! I am so excited. I will be traveling with you so I am traveling out to Los Angeles within hours! EEEP! I can’t wait!”

“Haha, okay, Kyle that sounds good! Where do I go first?”

“Well, we have a few more days in Los Angeles, making a few appearances in gay venues, sport stores and a men’s fashion show.

“And then we’ll leave Los Angeles to go to New York, London, Paris, then Berlin, Milan followed by Tokyo, Shanghai, Hong Kong and Singapore. We’ll spend next month in Australia—Brisbane, Perth, Melbourne and finally Sidney.”

“Oh shit, that’s a lot of traveling! I didn’t realise it would be that much!”

“Well, of course there’s a high demand for your appearance! OMG, I cannot wait! And there’s at least a night in each destination you can fill in yourself, to generate additional income. How do you want to fill those?”

“Well, I don’t know where to start really?”

“Okay—so, I totally thought you might say that! And really what you need is an agent. Or something like that. Now, PecX has put me in charge of arranging all your appearances. And because its advertising, they’ve all been free so far but loads of places are more than happy to pay.

“Soooooooo, I was thinking—I could totally arrange all your appearances and take—say 10%?”

“Hmm okay. That could work. But how do I know you’re not ripping me off? You know, taking a higher percentage?”

“Don’t worry, you’ll get access to the email address we’ll set up for this and you can see each of the individual invoices!”

“But I’ve got to go just now, Seo-jun—my plane is taking off soon! Your hotel suite in the Waldorf Astoria is booked. A driver will take you over. There will be a tailor there to make you some new clothes. Both for appearances and day-to-day! Right—bye!”

Seo-jun barely got a word in during Kyle’s final monologue. He had to smile to himself. Kyle sounded cute. He always had a thing for cute, twinky boys. He just wanted to be muscular himself so he could throw them about. And now he had the body he couldn’t even have dreamed of and guys lusting after him.

He finished removing the makeup and finally got up. Outside the TV studio a luxurious limousine was waiting. Not stretched, just an elegant car with license plate PEC X. A driver opened the door and Seo-jun got in.

At the hotel, he was immediately walked to the lift and escorted to the presidential suite.

“I hope you enjoy your stay, Sir,” the bellboy said without ever taking his eyes of Seo-jun’s huge chest. In fairness, Seo-jun was still only wearing the skinny jeans and a v-neck tee that showed off his tits rather well…

Seo-Jun opened the door and was shocked by the size of the suit. Fuck was all he could think to himself. This place is insane. He walked through the penthouse suite, which was generously equipped with a massive kitchen, a huge 10-seater dining room and a massive king-size bedroom. And the bathroom was to die for!

Seo-jun almost squealed. This was amazing! He opened the door to the balcony, removed the jeans and tee and laid down on the sun lounger, feeling the hot rays hit his huge body, his speedo revealing a huge bulge.

This was a life he could get used to.


He had fallen asleep and only woke up when someone tapped him on the shoulder.

“Hey—uhm, Seo-jun?”

When he opened his eyes he saw a handsome man. Slim, maybe toned, but he couldn’t tell through the well-tailored suit he was wearing.

“Ah yes. Sorry, I must’ve fallen asleep.”

“Thats okay. I’m Jeff. Jeff Goodwin. I’m here to measure you for some new outfits.”

“Oh, of course. Where do you want me?”

“Well, we have the suit next door for the rest of the day if you want to come through. My team is all set up there. If you want to follow me?”

Seo-jun followed Jeff through to the other suit where a team of men and women were running around, sorting fabrics and items of clothing.

“So, Seo-jun, if I can ask you to stand over there,” he said, pointing at a stool in the centre of the room. All the furniture had been removed. “But first, I do need you to undress.”

Seo-Jun did as he was told, having lost his inhibitions when he finished the clinical trial. Not that there was much left to remove and so within moments he stood, bare naked, on the stool in the middle of the room. He could hear some of the attendees gasp as they saw his naked body in its full glory.

Jeff quickly got to work, measuring every single measurement. From the size of this feet to the length of his soft cock. Even his huge balls were measured.

The last thing to be measured was his huge chest. Jeff gently wrapped the tape measure around the full length, at the widest point. You could hear him gasp.

“Fuck me, Seo-jun. I’ve never seen anything like it.”

“So how big is it?”

“95 fucking inches. That’s unreal! I think most bodybuilders don’t get over 60!”

“Wow, nice! I love them!” Seo-jun excitedly bounced his huge tits, much to the delight of the onlooking crowd.

“Now Seo-jun, I do apologise, but we do have to measure your penis as I think we need to make some space for it…”

“Oh yeah, of course!” Seo-jun said. “Go ahead!”

Jeff approached a bit more carefully. The penis was fully soft as Jeff placed the tape measure at the base. He gently ran the tape along the length of the shaft. “Fuuuuck. 16 inches soft,” he said out loud, so that everyone could hear it. They had seen how big it was but hearing its size was just unbelievable.

Next, Jeff put the tape measure around one of his huge balls. “12 inches in circumference. Geez, that’s insane!

“All right, that’s you all done. Grab a quick seat in the dining room and I’ll show you some of the plans.”

Seo-jun pulled on a pair of underwear and walked over to the dining room where he sat down, Jeff taking the seat next to him. He had brought a large book, seemingly filled with clippings and sketches.

“So this is just to give you a bit of a flavour. They are based on the photos taken immediately after you had grown. We’ll need to make a few alterations to accommodate your cock, but otherwise I think we’ll stick to the general concept.”

He licked his lips and continued. “So we’ve got a few categories. These are the sort of, night club, late evening outfits.” Seo-jun looked, somewhat in disbelief. Each cutting and sketch showed his huge body clad in ever more risqué outfits. From full-body lycra suits to more standard leather harnesses with a leather jockstrap and bicep straps. Everything emphasised the muscularity of the body and his huge muscled tits.

“Note that some of the garments will be very revealing,” Jeff said, sounding quite excited. “For example, this swim outfit. Not only will it be one of the few ones where there is nothing on your upper body, it also really highlights the size of your bulge.

“And then this is the somewhat more PG stuff, but a bit risky.” The pages were filled with crop tops, tanktops, short shorts, lycra and other revealing items—but nothing too kinky. “You could definitely wear it on the street. And it’s also intended as gym wear.

“And then finally the more formal wear. So we’ve got full suits and shirts. Each of these will emphasise your muscularity but realistically, it will be as covered up as you can be at your size.”

“Wow, okay, that’s really quite a range! It looks incredible.”

“Trust me, it will be! Your body definitely stands out from those that went through the clinical trials.”

“I thought we all looked fairly similar?”

“When they asked me to see who would be the best to model this new look, you were definitely my first choice. Your incredible jaw line, your cheekbones. And your body just looked that bit more refined and perfected. I can’t put my finger on it.

“But I definitely made the right choice! Anyways, I’ve got all I need! The only thing I just need to say is that for the next year, you’re required to wear all our clothing, even at your own appearances. But we’ll make sure there’s plenty of variety to choose from and most items we’ll make in multiple colours too!

“Now! Off you go. Next week it’ll be super busy so take the time to relax while you can.”


The next morning there was an early knock on Seo-jun’s door. Having just woken up, he tiredly threw on a dressing gown and stumbled to the door of his huge suite and looked through the peephole.

On the other side of the door was a short looking guy, whose hair was clearly dyed blonde. He was skinny, dressed in a perfect suit. His quiffed hair quickly made Seo-jun realise it was probably Kyle, his new assistant.

He quickly opened the door.

“Sorry,” he said apologetically, “I just woke up!”

“OMG that’s okay! I didn’t think I would be here so early, otherwise I would’ve let you know! I’m Kyle,” he said, both femininely and confidently.

“Hi Kyle. I’m Seo-jun. But I guess you knew that.” He shook his hand, a bit limp-wristed but nothing too bad.

“Haha! OMG you’re so funny! Let me talk you through the schedule and get to know each other!”

Seo-jun walked over to the living room and sat down on the sofa. He discreetly made sure his body was covered up as Kyle sat down across from him.

“So we’re having a few more days in town here before doing any meet and greets and appearances. They’re rushing some of the garments for you to wear.

“We’ll be going to two gyms, three LGBT+ venues and a business conference.”

“That’s an interesting mix!” Seo-jun said surprised.

“Yeah, it is, isn’t!? I can’t wait! I’ve also booked your first private appearance. So this is how you get access to that…”

Kyle opened up a web page on his laptop and showed Seo-jun the email address and password.

“$5,000?” Seo-jun said in shock when Kyle showed him the email.

“Yup! Everyone wants you! But these sorts of venues will pay you to wear specific things. Now—they would like you to do a naked appearance. Would you be comfortable with that?”

Seo-jun thought for a moment. “Tell them to pay me $2,000 more and they’ll have a deal.”

Kyle grinned. “I am sure they won’t mind. To be honest, I would probably charge $10,000 total and it could be your naked debut!”

“Oh that’s a good shout. Do that,” Seo-jun said happily.

So this other venue has requested a thong and a fabric chest harness, with some high-top shoes. If you’re happy with that, I’ll confirm with them?”

“That sounds good.”

“Just be aware that the company policy states that if you’re doing naked appearances, you cannot mention PecX and the venue cannot either, so we’ll be putting that in the contract with the venue.”

“Fair dues, I guess that makes sense. So what am I to do till then?”

“That’s up to you! You can go to the gym for a bit or just hang out. They’ve set up a private gym in one of the suits so you don’t have to go out.”

“Oh that’s cool. Why don’t you join me?”

“Me? I don’t do the kind of gym you do!?”

“That’s all right. I’m not suggesting you work out. I would just like some company. You’re my assistant, right?”

“I suppose so?”

“Well, put on something sporty—I don’t want my assistant in a suit in the gym—and then see if there’s something for me to wear before I get my new stuff. I’ve not really taken many clothes here and forgot to pack gym kit. Stupidly.”

“Oh okay, sure!” Kyle said, enthusiastically. He jumped off the sofa and ran out of the room. Before the door shut he suddenly jumped back in. “Is there an extra key card for the room?”

“Uhm I dunno, but it would be good if I don’t have to let you in every time…”

“Sure! I’ll get one from downstairs!”

Seo-jun sat back again, letting the dressing gown fall to the sides of his body. Absentmindedly he let his right hand run over his huge tits, stroking them. He could feel the nipple harden in his hand and his cock slowly jumped to life.

He suddenly jumped up as he heard Kyle insert the keycard into the door. He quickly draped the dressing gown back over his body as his oncoming erection seemed to go down again.

“All right!” Kyle said, in his usual, enthusiastic voice. “So they didn’t have much yet but they have these shorts and this top ready. They figured you’d need something for the gym as soon as possible. Oh, and they have a pair of trainers!”

Kyle put the various items on the table where Seo-jun had been sitting.

The Korean-Australian stud reached over and looked at each of the items. They seemed pretty reasonable: one was just a bodybuilder’s style stringer tank top with deep arms and a pair of sweatpant shorts. To Seo-jun’s relief, there was also a pair of underwear—even if it was a jockstrap.

He looked at Kyle. Oh fuck it, he thought to himself. Kyle would have to see him naked at some point. He dropped his dressing gown behind him, revealing his body in its full glory. He heard Kyle gasp but paid no attention to it, for now.

He slipped on the jockstrap, his bulge looking and feeling somewhat obscene in them. This was clearly the type of underwear that emphasised his size. Next, he slipped on the shorts. The sweatpant material had a similar effect. If anything his bulge looked even bigger.

It was only now they were on he realised how short the shorts were. They just about covered his groin and an inch of upper legs. They massively emphasised his tree trunks, the powerful and muscular legs looking almost more amazing now than when he was naked.

Next, he slipped the tank top on. It was a bit tighter than he expected. The strings of top barely covered 5% of his huge pecs, exposing those massive tits to the world. Thankfully it was just Kyle seeing them at the moment, but he would have to get used to this.

He ignored Kyle’s longing stares. He could get back to that later. For now, he put on his shoes and grabbed a towel.

“Right, let’s go to do this,” he said and Kyle walked out of the door, showing Seo-jun the way to the gym suit.

The layout of the room was almost identical to his own suite—but all the furniture had been removed and a full set of free weights had been brought in, alongside a leg press and squat rack.

Fuck, Seo-jun thought to himself. PecX must have really spent a lot of money just putting him up here.

“All right, Kyle. I will be here for a while. Do you need anything for me before I get my head down?”

“Uh no,” Kyle said, as if he just snapped out of some deep thought. “No, I need to send a bunch of emails. Do you mind if I work in here?” He pointed at the one bit of furniture remaining: the desk.

“Uhm sure, it would be great to have some company. Even if I won’t be that much fun to be around.”

“That’s fine. I do prefer not to be in your suite on my own.

“All right with me.”

As Seo-jun started his workout he couldn’t help but notice Kyle kept checking him out. He didn’t mind too much and just kept working out.

After a few hours, he was covered in sweat. He hadn’t lifted like this since just before his transformation and he was loving it.

“Hey Kyle,” he said. “It’s been a while since food. Is it possible for some lunch?”

“Of course! I’ll get something ordered for you. How hungry are you, on a scale from 1 to I could eat a horse?”

“Uhm. I could eat a small horse,” Seo-jun said after thinking for a moment.

“Alrighty!”

Seo-jun decided it was enough for the morning and he went back to his suite and Kyle followed him. He could do with a shower before his lunch arrived.

As Kyle sat at the dining table waiting for dinner, Seo-jun took the time to get undressed and use the enormous walk-in shower. As the hot water cascaded over his huge body he could feel his muscles relax.

He sighed heavily and started to soap up his body. He could really do with a hand on this, he realised. Maybe he needed to make a move on Kyle sooner rather than later. But he had a plan. And he didn’t think Kyle would be able to resist.

He dried off and he once again put his dressing gown on, without anything else underneath.

When he left his bedroom again he found the dining table covered in a small feast. Kyle had waited for Seo-jun to get back but as the Asian stud walked in he could hear the twink’s stomach roar.

“You shouldn’t wait for me. Have some food. I’m sure there will be plenty left over.”

“Oh thanks, I just thought it would be rude.”

“Don’t worry about it. You’re not my boyfriend.”

Kyle let out a nervous giggle and grabbed some food. Seo-jun sat down right across from him and started to eat as well. Eating mountains of vegetables, freshly cooked meat and fish and drinking ample amounts of protein shake.

When he was eventually done, Kyle had long gone back to his laptop. He eagerly typed away and Seo-jun could only imagine he was sending email after email making his bookings.

Kyle wasn’t paying attention to him and so he undid the belt of his dressing gown, discreetly under the table. As he stood up the dressing gown fell to either side of his body, somehow still hanging on his huge shoulders as the fabric framed his incredible tits and abs.

It had the desired effect. Kyle couldn’t resist looking up for his laptop and gasp.

“Oh, sorry,” Seo-jun said innocently. “Although I think you’d prefer me to not do this back up again,” he said nonchalantly, holding the belt of dressing gown.

“I… Uhm…” He had him hooked.

“It’s okay. You’re allowed to stare. I know what my body is. And how people worship it.”

“Sorry, I didn’t mean to be rude!” Kyle said eventually, trying to compose himself. This was the closest the naked form of Seo-jun had been to him. And last time he had more or less expected it.

“Do you want to touch me?” Seo-jun asked. There was a hint of domination in his voice, but he tried to keep it subtle.

“I mean…” Kyle stammered again. He had no idea how to react to this god inviting him to worship his enormous body.

“It’s okay. I’m giving you the choice. You obviously don’t have to, but you’re welcome to it.”

Eventually it dawned on Kyle that this was an opportunity he couldn’t miss and slowly stood up. Seo-jun walked to the bedroom, letting the dressing gown drop behind him as he walked over. His huge back exposed and his muscular bubble butt powerfully strutting away from Kyle.

The twink immediately followed. It was too good to be true. In the bedroom, he found Seo-jun standing at the end of the bed. His full body on perfect display in front of him.

“If you want this, you’ll have to be naked too,” Seo-jun said, the commanding tone now more present in his voice.

Kyle didn’t hesitate any longer. He stripped off his top and threw off his shoes and his trousers as quickly as he could. He was wearing just a thong.

Seo-jun smiled. Kyle looked better than he expected. He was ever so slightly toned, with even a hint of four pack showing. His body was completely smooth, except a small patch above his crotch.

“I did say ‘Strip’” Seo-jun said, emphasising the last word.

Kyle got the hint and took off his thong too. He revealed a nice, big cock. Nothing like Seo-jun’s of course but for a little twink it was definitely impressive.

“Now come and worship me,” he said and Kyle looked at him for another moment before eventually stepping forward and getting down on his knees in front of his boss.

“Where may I start?” he said obediently.

“Where may I start—sir,” Seo-jun said.

“Of course, sorry, Sir. Where may I start, Sir.”

“You may start at my feet and work your way up to my tits. Leave my cock for now,” he said, knowing exactly what he wanted.

So Kyle did as he was told. He started to kiss Seo-jun’s huge feet, gently caressing them with his tongue. He slowly made his way up along Seo-jun’s immense tree trunk-like legs, feeling their incredible power under his tongue and hands.

When he reached the titted stud’s crotch Seo-jun lifted up his ass, providing Kyle with clear access to his hole. Kyle knew what to do and gently spread the cheeks and delved in with his tongue, massaging the outside of the soft hole before slowly invading it with his skilled tongue.

Seo-jun moaned as his huge cock slowly started to harden from the expert treatment he was receiving. He wanted to own Kyle’s ass but he couldn’t bring himself to forcing the twink to move on while he was so expertly licking his hole.

“Fuuuuuck yeah that’s it boy!” he said loudly. “You fucking love that ass don’t you?”

Kyle reached for some air. “Ah fuck yes Sir! I could do this all day!”

“I bet you could. But there is more on offer,” Seo-jun said eventually, his cock getting harder by the minute.

And so Kyle let Seo-jun’s legs down and moved up, first feeling the incredible back muscles under his hands as he supported Seo-jun before refocussing and concentrating on the front. He started just above the base of Seo-jun’s shaft before moving up, exploring each crevice in the amazing eight-pack before finally reaching the tits.

And oh god, these tits. Kyle thought to himself.

He took a deep breath, as if he had to prepare for this.

Finally he delved in, first licking the underside of each massive mount of muscle expertly. Running his tongue underneath the nipples before exploring the deep valley between each pec.

With each hand he stroked Seo-jun’s nipples, feeling them grow and harden as he did so.

Seo-jun was in ecstasy. This is exactly why he had wanted this body—because guys like this would worship him. And he would own them.

“So Kyle—are you ready for the next step?” he asked the twink.

Kyle stepped back. He knew what Seo-jun meant but he was scared of what was to come.

“I guess so,” he said after a few moments of thinking.

“Well, you better be. Because from today on, your ass is mine. Now get on your knees and wet my cock!” As he spoke, he stood up, towering over the twink who looked at him in awe and admiration.

With that, Kyle obediently got on his knees and started to lick the hard shaft. Kyle had read in his Seo-jun’s file that it was 16 inches soft, but now that he saw it, he realised it had to be at least 22 inches hard. He was terrified of how this would go inside him.

As Kyle licked his shaft, Seo-jun moaned. He knew this would be a difficult fit but he was going to try. After a few more minutes he lifted Kyle from the floor and threw him on the bed.

“Ready for this?” he said as he grabbed the lube.

He could see Kyle worried, but he no longer cared. He squirted ample lube onto his finger and more onto Kyle’s ass and slowly started to finger him. To his surprise, Kyle seemed to loosen up quickly, seemingly keen to accommodate him.

He spent a good few minutes on his hole, using an ever increasing number of fingers to stretch the hot twink wide open. Finger after finger invaded Kyle, who couldn’t help but moan loudly while his own cock was dripping onto his abs.

“Fuck you’re so loose already! You should’ve said!” Seo-jun said enthusiastically. “I think you’re ready!”

“Uhm I dunno, I’ve never been this loose in my life…” He sounded very nervous.

“That’s okay, I’ll still take it slow.”

He squirted more lube, this time onto his cock and even more onto Kyle’s cute ass. He put his huge cock head at Kyle’s twitching hole and slowly started to push in.

Kyle’s facial expression slowly changed, from horniness to pain. He started to moan even louder and Seo-jun briefly considered covering his mouth with his hand before realising they had the entire floor to themselves.

As Kyle almost screamed, Seo-jun suddenly felt the head pop in and somehow Kyle instantly went quiet.

“You okay boy?” he asked, somewhat concerned.

Kyle nodded. “More than okay Sir.”

“Thats what I like to hear!” Seo-jun was encouraged and started to push more and more of his 22-inch cock deep into the twink underneath him.

To both their surprises, more and more of the long shaft disappeared deep into Kyle. Seo-jun could see Kyle’s abs start to bulge as more and more of his huge dick invaded Kyle’s hole. He couldn’t believe what he saw. Something about his transformation must have helped other guys take his cock somehow.

And so he started to fuck. He could no longer resist the temptation to properly fuck the little twink who so seemed to enjoy it.

With each stroke, he could see Kyle’s cock slowly come to life. He had been rock hard while worshipping him but as soon as the thought of taking Seo-jun’s huge cock had entered his brain, he had gotten soft and stayed like that.

But now Seo-jun started to appreciate how well hung the little twink was. He must have been at least 10 inches. Pretty hung for such a little guy. As he fucked and pounded Kyle’s hole he grabbed a hold of his cock and started to wank him, stroking his cock every time he more deeply invaded him.

With each stroke he could feel his own immense shaft being stimulated like it hadn’t been in a long time. He hadn’t really found someone to have sex with since the clinical trial. It all had just been such a rollercoaster. He had so much pent up sexual frustration!

He could hear Kyle moan underneath him but was barely paying attention. He just let the stimulation flow through his cock and into his body. For Kyle it seemed like ages. He had never had a fucking quite as intense as this. Each time Seo-jun’s balls slapped against his ass, an intense feeling of pleasure sent shock waves through his body. He could feel his cock leaking precum, slowly covering Seo-jun’s hands.

But Seo-jun was in a world of his own. He used the newly discovered force he could exert, to pile drive Kyle like he had never fucked by anyone before. And it had never felt so good.

He didn’t want it to end. But eventually the inevitable could no longer be avoided. With a couple of more strokes, Seo-jun could feel his climax come closer and closer.

When he finally came, he screamed in ecstasy. Kyle could feel his ass flooding with stream upon stream of cum, making his stomach bloat as it did so.

Seo-jun could feel his body convulse with pleasure, shivers going up his spine as he could feel the streams of cum continuing to flow out his cock. When it didn’t seem to stop, he pulled out, covering Kyle in seemingly gallons of cum. Kyle eagerly used the thick white fluid as lube and eagerly started to jack himself off, quickly resulting in the biggest load he had ever shot.

“Fuck, boy, you took that cock well.”

“Thank you Sir!” Kyle looked both exhausted, and yet intensely satisfied.

Seo-jun quickly got up. He was hungry and was pretty sure there were still a few leftovers.

As Kyle was laid there, he basked in the glory of his new found master. He had definitely hoped this would be a perk of the job but he had not imagined that it would actually happen.


The next couple of days went by fairly similarly before Seo-jun had to go to his first appearance.

When the first few garments were ready to go, Seo-jun was getting a bit nervous. He tried them on and didn’t quite know what to think. There were three outfits, each in a different category of clothing, suited to the three different types of appearances he would be making.

The first was a full suit with shirt and tie. “For the conference you’ll be attending.” Jeff the tailor explained.

It fit Seo-jun like a glove and the cut of the suit managed to perfectly highlight his insanely large pecs. Seo-jun stood in front of the mirror and eagerly bounced them. He could see the fabric move up and down as he did.

“Very nice Jeff!” he said enthusiastically.

“And then here we have the outfit for the gay club.” Jeff handed him an outfit he couldn’t quite comprehend without putting it on.

With Jeff’s guidance he stood in the mirror moments later in a black lycra sleeveless suit, with just his ass covered at the bottom. The crotch and ass were made of shiny black fabric, while the rest of the suit was made out of mesh, showcasing the incredible muscles underneath.

“What do you think?” Jeff asked.

“Fuck, I look good!” Seo-jun said, getting a bit excited, some of his concerns seemingly disappearing.

“And then your final outfit is for the gym visit. The gyms will be expecting you to do a full workout while you’re there and speak to customers so it should fully suit a workout.”

Seo-jun quickly slipped on a pair of white lycra tights and a fitted tank top.

At that moment Kyle came in. “Perfect timing, Seo-jun! The car is here, ready for your first visit!”

“Oh, I didn’t realise that’s now!”

With that they went downstairs and got in the limousine, the huge stud still wearing the gym outfit.

Kyle explained what the appearance was. “So the gym is able to charge through the nose for a select few customers to be in the gym while you workout. They have asked you workout for an hour, focusing on your pecs and upper body. They’re sure customers will help you spot if needed. At the end, they would like you to do a topless posing routine.”

The drive to the gym was very short and as they got there, there were huge crowds of fans outside. Seo-jun smiled and waved confidently as he walked inside where a keen employee met him and guided him into the main gym and gave him a quick tour, showing him where the essentials were.


A few hours later Seo-jun was sat outside a gay bar in downtown LA, waiting for his appearance. He could feel his heart beating in his chest, his huge body covered in the black mesh lycra suit.

He was nervous for what he had to do.

He had no experience go go dancing. But he knew he would just go with it and all the eyes would be on him.

And indeed the crowds roared, just about audible over the loud music. Even in the low light levels he could see the excited faces of the onlooking crowd.

And holy fuck. He loved it. Every single move he could sense people drooling over his body, wanting to worship him. Wanting to be him.

And Seo-jun revelled in it. He knew he could pick up any or as many of the guys as he wanted.

And so he did. He took home five guys that night and he had never experienced a fuck session so intense and fun. Kyle of course joined them and he eagerly let himself get pounded by six of the most muscular men he could imagine.

Seo-jun quickly became a world sensation. And together with Kyle, he became incredibly wealthy, easily able to live off the many appearances he did around the world. He had no idea about the sacrifice some people were making to get their share of PecX.

Jamar was a normal teenager, in many ways. He had just turned 19 and was working full time at the local garage. But he wanted much more.

It had been difficult for Jamar. Living in Harlem, he hadn’t grown up with many positive role models. Instead, his dad had ended up in prison. And the sentence he got was obviously massively disproportionate for the crime he had supposedly committed.

Every day Jamar became more and more aware that he had to be careful. The deaths of black kids on the street across America, often shot by cops, had meant he was increasingly scared. He didn’t want to become just another black kid that ended up in prison.

He wanted to go to college. To make the world a better place. But his family couldn’t afford it and he didn’t manage to get a scholarship. And so he worked in the car shop. He worked hard and knew his stuff but it just wasn’t what he wanted.

Jamar’s experiences may have been average for someone of his skin colour and for where he was born. But his looks were far from it. If he had been born somewhere else, he could have easily ended up as a model. Although he didn’t have the self-confidence to believe it.

He was 6’2” and weighed about 200 pounds of solid muscle. He had spent a lot of time in the gym so he would be able to defend himself if needed. But he didn’t look intimidating. He had an almost radiant peace about him and some puppy dog eyes that had gotten him out of a couple of quarrels over the years.

His square jaw line and high cheekbones accentuated his eyes, which were a deep brown and felt piercing to anyone who looked into them.

It was a cold, grey Friday afternoon in October and Jamar had just finished his shift. He was on his way home and browsing his phone at the same time when he saw an unexpected advert.

“Want PecX? Volunteer now at Pectose and get yours absolutely free!” the advert read, on top of a picture of Kim Seo-jun, the famed Korean tit monster.

Jamar’s cock twitched involuntarily. He had wanted these pecs for years, but of course they didn’t have the money. One round of the stuff easily cost $10k, and well—considering they couldn’t afford college…

He curiously clicked on the advert, which simply linked through to a registration page.

“Sign up today for a free consultation and see if Pectose is right for you!” It said at the top of the page.

Jamar filled out his details. They required a surprising amount of information—including his height, body fat percentage, even his dick size…

Without thinking much about it he sent it off. Who knows what would happen, he thought to himself, It could only be a good thing, right?

When after he week he hadn’t heard anything back, he gave up and forgot about it. Not that he had thought much about it anyways but he had hoped a bit.

Suddenly, after four weeks, he got an email while chilling at home.

“Dear Mr Walker,” it started. He had never been called Mr Walker before. “We would like to invite you to a visit to the Pectose screening centre in New York City in one week’s time. Please confirm via return email whether you are able to make this appointment. If successful, you will travel to the Pectose facility in Wisconsin at an agreed time for a final suitability check.

“Please bring a proof of ID, if available, to the appointment. At the appointment, we will assess your suitability for the programme, including your weight, muscle and body structure, height and overall health.

“Please be aware that we have strict requirements for those entering the programme and that only 1% of applicants progress to the next round.

Yours sincerely,

Max Johnson”

Jamar was intrigued. He eagerly replied to the email confirming he would be at the appointment and quickly had a wank. The thought of getting those huge pecs was just too good to be true!

The next week, Jamar turned up at a small office on the upper east side. A receptionist let him in and made him a coffee.

After waiting for a few minutes, a door opened. “Dr MacMaster will see you now, Mr Walker.”

Jamar got up and went into the doctor’s office. There, he found a handsome looking man who looked extremely muscular. He may have had the PecX treatment himself, Jamar realised.

“I’m Dr MacMaster,” the man said in a thick Scottish accent, shaking Jamar’s hands. “We were impressed with your application so wanted to see you to assess if you are suitable for this programme.

Jamar just smiled as he sat down in the chair.

“First, I will need to explain the programme. Once I have done so, you can decide if you want to leave or if you want to continue with the medical examination.

“So I was involved in the initial clinical trial that established the success of PecX. As a result, I have been involved in every step along the way and helped make refinements in the treatment.

“For example, it takes a lot less time than it did the first time we did it. And it has a lot more potential.”

Jamar nodded, listening carefully.

“Of course, as I am sure you are aware, the normal product is extremely expensive. This is partly because we want to keep PecX exclusive. After all, if everyone had huge tit pecs, why would people still want it?

“But it is also a very expensive treatment for us to have developed so the cost to make it are still very high.

“Yet we also understand we wanted to reach a more diverse audience. So we devised Pectose. Pectose utilises the latest developments in PecX to provide the treatment at no financial cost to the participants, if they so desire.

“But of course, there is other cost.”

Jamar looked concerned. He couldn’t pay for it and he didn’t know what Dr MacMaster meant with ‘other cost.’

“Now, Pectose is a unique development for PecX. We developed a way to ensure that those getting the PecX treatment would start to produce muscle milk.

“Pectose—an amalgamation of pectoral and lactose—is the programme we now use to help PecX reach a wider audience. For this programme we milk the volunteers for a period of time and the milk that we sell pays for the treatment.”

Dr MacMaster paused, gaging Jamar’s reaction.

“I don’t follow, Doctor…” Jamar eventually said, confused.

“We administer the treatment to the volunteers, who develop enormous pecs and produce a massive amount of muscle milk and semen—yes semen too,” he said when he saw Jamar look even more confused, “and we milk them and sell those products. It’s just starting to take off but the muscle milk will stimulate those who go to the gym and workout. But they’ll never get breasts like PecX ones.”

Jamar slowly started to understand. And he wasn’t sure if he was comfortable with it.

“So the Pectose programme is the only financially free way to get PecX. It’s one of our ways to ensure not just the rich have access to the programme

“If you agree to join and if you pass the medical exam, you will agree to join for either a period of three, six or nine months. If you join for nine months, the whole treatment is free. If you join for six, it’s 1/3rd of the cost, or if you join for three, it’s 2/3rds.

“and you can decide in chunks. So you only have to sign up for three months, and can then extend. This means you can make the decision during the programme instead of committing to nine months upfront.”

“And what would those costs be…?”

“The full cost is $30,000,” Dr MacMaster said, matter-of-factly.

“So my options are nine months…?”

“Not necessarily. We know that those who go through the PecX programme have amazing financial opportunities after the treatment. We have had people become extremely successful businessmen as a result of going through the programme, and others who have decided to make the most of their newfound sex appeal. Either way, the minimum income a year after getting PecX stands at $400,000.”

Fuck.”

“So we are happy to take a percentage of your income for two years instead of payment up front. But note that the percentage of your income will probably be higher over the two years than if you could ‘pay’ it up front. Even if payment is an extra three or six months at the facility.”

“I understand,” Jamar said.

“So—are you still interested?”

“Can I just clarify? If I join—I will basically be a cow for nine months?” he said, still a bit in shock.

“That is one way to put it, yes. But you do get to be free and rich after.

“Okay.” He hesitated for a moment, but eventually said: “So what do I do next?”

Dr MacMaster stood up. “Come over here and we’ll measure you.”

Dr MacMaster took Jamar through the motions, measuring every possible thing there was to measure. He also did a few tests, including reflexes, lung capacity and eye sight.

“All very good indeed,” Dr MacMaster said eventually. “I think it’s safe to say I will recommend you for the programme. When would you be able to fly out to Wisconsin?”

Jamar looked shocked. How was he going to afford that!

“Don’t worry, we pay for all the flights,” the doctor added, realising why Jamar’s face had changed.

“If I go to Wisconsin, do I have definitely become part of the programme?” he asked, still a bit worried about what the actual milking would involve…

“Not necessarily. We’ll show you around the facility and after that you can make up your mind.”

He agreed a date in three weeks’ time and he left the office, feeling still a bit excited and a bit nervous.

The next few weeks seemed to drag. He had this opportunity on the horizon to get out of this life and yet it didn’t seem to get any closer. He was still a bit nervous but just thinking about where he could be in nine months’ time…


The night before his flight to Milwaukee he was nervous. He still had little idea of what to expect. And he had never even flown before.

Early in the morning, Jamar stepped into an unmarked car that took him to JFK. Hours later he was sitting in the air, his heart beating almost audibly in his chest.

When he got out of the airport in Wisconsin he was met by a handsome man, who was muscular but definitely not a PecX man. “Jamar Walker, I assume?” He must have seen a photo. Jamar’s handsome features were difficult to forget once you’d seen them once.

“Uh, yeah, that’s me,” he said, the nerves getting more intense.

“If you follow me please? I’m Jonathan, I’ll be your guide to the facility.”

They walked out to a parked black Mercedes. Jonathan opened the rear door to let Jamar in. Jonathan got into the passenger seat and smiled over his shoulders.

“It’s a bit of a drive so I hope you find enough entertainment to keep you occupied for the next few hours.”

Jamar was shocked. The Mercedes must have been stretched ever so slightly because he had an insane amount of leg space. It was equipped with the latest gadgets, a mini fridge (without alcohol) and a range of snacks that would keep Jamar quite happy. He tucked into the food and started to watch a film on the built in tablet.

After two feature-length films they finally pulled in through a gate. The entrance was adorned with big signs saying Pectose in strong, bold letters.

A man came outside and opened the door. “Hello, sir. I am Dr Howden. Welcome to our facility Jamar. Let me take you inside and get you a drink and then we’ll start our tour.”

Jamar smiled. They had stepped into a very corporate looking space, nothing too fancy and yet of good quality. Jamar was escorted to a room just off the main reception area.

“Coffee or tea. Or maybe something a bit more refreshing…?” he asked.

“A Coke would be great actually—if that’s possible?”

As Jamar looked around the room he noticed pictures of men, huge and posing, their big pecs and huge muscled bodies on display.

What he didn’t notice was that Dr Howden added a small sachet of powder to his Coke.

“Here you go,” the doctor said, as he handed him the glass. “As soon as you’re done we’ll give you the tour.”

Jamar was getting too eager and just wanted to have it over and done with. He downed the coke, held back a burp, and put the cup down.

“Before we head off, just to remind you that you can stay either 3, 6 or 9 months. You don’t have to decide now. You’ll sign for an initial 3 month period. After this time you can sign again for another 3 months, and again for the final period if you so desire. The longer you stay, the lower your final costs.”

“Let’s go then!” Jamar said excitedly.

Dr Howden smiled. Hopefully the drink would just have the desired effect now. He thought to himself.

“So Jamar, if you would follow me.” They stood in front of two big, giant folding doors. Jamar was starting to feel a bit lightheaded for some reason, and the doctor’s voice was getting a strange ring to it, like it echoed in his head.

The doors opened and they stepped into the first part of the facility. “This is the processing centre. Here we process all new recruits once they’ve signed up and administer our special, milk producing version of PecX—Pectose. The whole process takes about an hour before people are ready to progress to the milking facility.

“We’ve got a total of 200 men here in the facility at any time. We’ve had about 150 come through so far and are ramping up to have 500 in the facility at any one time. We’re now expecting to show around about 20 guys every day. So are you ready to see the milking process?”

Jamar nodded, his nerves somehow no longer present. Instead, the doctor’s voice was beautiful as it sang in his head.

They stepped through another set of doors and what Jamar saw there would have made him run if he hadn’t been given the strange powder earlier.

There were cages, hundreds of them. They were seemingly floating on top of each other, connected only by some tubes and pipes running across the room. A large number at the top were empty but the cages at the bottom…

Each cage contained one giant muscled man. Strapped to his tits were huge suction cups that were pumping milk directly out of them. All of the men had huge cocks, which were also being pumped and every once in a while, one of the men would orgasm and the liquid would be pumped away.

But what would have surprised Jamar the most—if he hadn’t been slightly sedated—was the fact that every guy was attached to a fuck machine that was violently fucking their asses.

“As you see,” Dr Howden said as if the situation was normal, “Each guy is hooked up to a number of machines. The anal stimulation ensures the best quality orgasms. Each guy is put in the cages for a one week period before being given a few days respite. Our version of PecX means that during that week, the orgasms will remain the same strength every single time and the milk from the tits will keep flowing generously—aided by the stimulation of course.

“During their days off, the guys will get a booster and workout for 10 hours a day. This will help maintain their body mass and compensate for the time they have spent restraint. We make sure doctors check up on them regularly to ensure they are coping with the process. Thankfully, we’ve had no one drop out and actually we still maintain a 100% success rate.

“So, Mr Walker—ready for the final bits of the tour?”

Jamar just nodded, completely in a trance-like state, in awe at what he was seeing.

They walked through another door at a different end of the milking facility.

“And then here we have the accommodation where the cows are kept during their days off. Simple rooms and a well-equipped gym. During this time, cows were able to fuck with each other as much as they want.”

The space looked simple indeed. Bunk beds with four guys per room, most seemingly empty at that moment.

Eventually they returned the first room they had started where Jamar had admired the titted studs on the wall.

“So, Mr Walker, are you ready to proceed? If you agree we can get you transformed in an hour.”

Jamar didn’t have to think twice anymore. Dr Howden’s singing voice had convinced him. He wanted this. In fact, he had never wanted something more in his life.

“This is the contract you need to sign.”

Without thinking for another moment, Jamar put pen to paper and signed his name. Immediately two men came in and escorted him to the processing room.

There, he was asked to remove his clothes before being put in a comfortable chair. The cloud still filled Jamar’s brain as the two men each injected him with a thick silvery fluid, straight into his chest.

Jamar became acutely aware of an ache in his chest, that slowly spread to the rest of his body. Within moments, the ache was joined by what seemed to be a fire in his stomach, the heat radiating from his body.

Jamar moaned, the feeling strangely sensual, although he wasn’t sure whether it was his clouded mind that made him feel that way or if the feelings were truly that intense.

Suddenly it felt as though his pec muscles ruptured, and he could feel them explode. He looked down and his chest started to swell up, slowly at first, just barely noticeable. But as they grew and grew he suddenly realised other body parts were joining in. His biceps started to swell up like bowling balls, and his legs… Oh god his legs!

The tree trunk like formations now visible between his groin and his feet made his jaw drop. All Jamar wanted to do was furiously jack off but something stopped him from doing so.

“He’s doing really well,” one of the men in a white coat said.

“Yup, not all of them enjoy growth this much,” another added.

Jamar felt like the growing just kept going and going. He thought it would never stop!


When he came back round he could barely move. His hands were tied into two big leathery mitts and his feet were shackled to the back of a cage. Slowly he started to realise what was happening.

He could feel that his pecs were now huge and on the ends he could feel a machine pumping them hard. Another pump was attached to his now monstrously-sized cock (although he couldn’t quite see how big), getting ready to bring him to orgasm.

The whole process was aided by what had to be a dildo, slowly pulsating, and vibrating, in and out of his ass.

Jamar moaned. It felt so good. His clouded mind was enjoying every moment of it, the sensations almost overwhelmingly strong.

He didn’t know how long it took for him to shoot his first load, but it seemed a fairly standard orgasm. He needed more to get relief. His body needed constant pleasuring.

As the day progressed, the fog in his head started to lift and he started to become more aware of his predicament and his surroundings.

What had he done? Had he signed his life away? He could barely remember if he would ever leave this place!

Jamar looked around the room and slowly started to find his orientation. He was about four cages up in the air with the cage right in front of him occupied by a very hot looking bubble butt. Next to him was a handsome Latino-looking stud, who was just about to cum and in the throes of ecstasy. Jamar felt his dick twitch as he watched.

On his other side was only one cage, with next to that huge, tall windows that allowed huge amounts of daylight to flood the room. It created a silhouette of a massive muscular man with incredible looking tits, but Jamar couldn’t see much more of the guy because of the strong backlight.

Suddenly Jamar could feel the dildo start to vibrate again. He hadn’t even realised it stopped but he figured it must have given him a bit of a break after he had cum. His huge dick started to throb again and he could almost feel the precum leaving his body.

At the same time he could feel the pump on his tits finally turn on. He hadn’t noticed it hadn’t been on but as soon as it started to do its work, he knew it had been missing.

Almost instantly he could feel the milk start to leak from his pecs, into the long tubes. Now, the pleasure became intense, sending shivers down his spine. With a few more strokes of the vibrator, he could feel his balls erupt, sending a second load of cum into the repository.

The tit pump continued, with milk still flowing generously from Jamar’s big, hard nipples. But the dildo stopped vibrating and was now slowly fucking him.

Jamar still felt horny, there was no doubt about it. But this cumshot had been far more satisfying than the first one. He moaned in pleasure and took the minute to drink from the long straw that had appeared in front of his mouth.

He was surprised to discover it wasn’t water, though. As he drank he realised it must have been a highly nutritious drink, that probably would be a substitute for his food while he was in the cage. He eagerly drank, feeling strength come back into his body.

After a few minutes, the liquid stopped flowing into his mouth. He sucked harder but nothing more came out and as soon as he took his mouth of the straw it retracted upwards. Feeding time was over.

And as soon as the straw was gone, the dildo started to vibrate again and pick up the pace, immediately followed by the cock pump starting to aggressively pump again.

And that’s how Jamar’s first day went. Pump, dump, feed and start again. Over and over and over. The tit pump seemed to be almost always on, and his huge tits seemed to be producing milk fast enough to keep up the constant flow.

After about four cycles, Jamar got tired and fell asleep, only waking up just as he was about to cum. He would eat and almost immediately fall back asleep.

And so one afternoon became a full day, and a full day became a week. To Jamar’s surprise he never got bored and actually rather started to enjoy himself.

So Jamar was actually a bit disappointed when he woke up one morning with the sun streaming through a tiny window above his bed.

His bunkbed.

It was the first of the two days off he got. He looked around him. He was on the top bunk. Across from him was the hot Latino stud that had been next to him, still asleep, his tits heaving up and down as he breathed.

Underneath the Latino was a hot looking blond guy, whose huge cock was throbbing. He must have been having a sex dream, Jamar realised. He looked over and saw a very twinkish (well, twunkish really) looking black guy underneath him. He looked strangely familiar…

Jamar decided to see if he could get out of this room. He got up and tried to open the door. It obliged and he walked into a long corridor, which he remembered from his tour and was lined with similar rooms.

He opened the door at the end and stepped into the common room. It was still quite quiet but a few guys were already having their breakfast. Proper food! Jamar immediately thought.

He grabbed some food from the buffet and sat down next to a few guys. Everyone was quiet as they ate but once a few had finished their plates people started to talk.

Oddly enough no one spoke of the week they just had. They spoke about life, lifting weights, how much they loved their bodies…

Jamar was sitting next to François, a French guy who had come here just to grow his pecs. He had a beautiful smile, with dark brown hair and a light stubble. He had a light dusting of short hairs on his massive pecs, which somehow suited him very well. He smiled as he spoke.

“First week here?” he asked in a thick French accent.

“Uhm, yeah. Is it obvious?”

“Not hugely, but you seem a bit unsure about what you should be doing. Don’t worry, I’ll take you to the gym.”

Jamar obediently followed François to the gym, which was still empty.

“Did you lift before coming here?” the French stud asked.

“Uhm yeah quite regularly I guess.”

“All right, well let’s lift together then.”

Jamar quickly realised he had to relearn some basic techniques with the rapid increase in the size and strength of his body. First the bench press, followed by squats and deadlifts. And of course they were followed by exercises focussed on more specific muscle groups.

All the while they were naked and other visitors would come into the gym and start to workout.

After two hours of lifting, during which time François and Jamar spotted each other and helped load up each other’s weights, Jamar sat down, looking tired.

“Need some energy?” François asked.

Jamar just nodded. François pushed him down so that Jamar lay flat on the bench and wrapped his big, sexy lips around Jamar’s soft cock.

Jamar was a bit surprised but didn’t mind one bit. His cock quickly jumped to life as François eagerly worked to take the full length of his cock.

Jamar wasn’t sure if he had consciously been able to see his newly grown dick hard. Or indeed realised how big it had become. But now that François’ head was bobbing up and down on it, he saw that it must’ve been at least 20 inches. He stared at his own cock in awe, unable to believe the incredible growth.

He saw François’ cheeky smile as he looked down at the Frenchman. He was so glad he got to explore his new body after a week in the cage.

As the days went by, he worked out extremely intensely. He thought he would get very exhausted but somehow he seemed to have the energy to keep going.

On his second day, just as he was about to leave the gym to have a bit of down time before going to sleep he ran into his bunkmate. He hadn’t seen him at all, somehow, since he had woken up the previous morning.

That’s when he suddenly realised. It was Michael. One of his best bros from school. They hadn’t seen each other since high school so he hadn’t recognised him yet, especially with their new bodies. But it was clear that Michael realised who Jamar was at the exact same time as well.

“Fuck I never thought I’d see you here!” Jamar laughed loudly, excited to see his friend.

“Dude, me neither! I can’t believe it.”

Jamar couldn’t help it. Michael looked incredible. His silky smooth black skin stretched beautifully over each and every muscle, with his huge tits standing out, proudly hanging over his amazingly chiselled abs.

“Fuck man! You too. I didn’t know this would be your thing!”

Jamar laughed. “You’re telling me!”

Jamar looked at Michael again, scanning his incredible body from top to bottom. As he did so, Michael seemed to do the same, until eventually their eyes met.

At that point in time, there was no stopping either of the two studs. They almost jumped forward and started to make out, passionately kissing each other and letting their hands explore each other’s body. As Jamar’s hands reached Michael’s still soft cock he eagerly wrapped his hands around it and got on his knees.

Michael let out a soft moan as Jamar wrapped his thick lips around the long, soft shaft. As a few inches disappeared into his throat, Jamar felt it starting to swell in his mouth, rapidly. He was fairly sure Michael would be a grower…

As he swallowed more and more of the length down his throat he felt it get thicker and thicker in his mouth. Somehow it seemed to be pushing deeper and deeper into him and yet the length left to swallow never seemed to change.

Jamar started to gag but tried his hardest to resist. Michael’s cock slid deeper and deeper into his throat and he felt his own cock getting harder and harder.

The base of Michael’s cock started to get into sight and at that moment, the black stud grabbed Jamar by the back of his head and started to fuck. He started slowly at first, but as he noticed that his good friend was coping surprisingly well he started to get much more aggressive.

Jamar struggled for a moment, but somehow his huge body easily adjusted and Michael started to aggressively fuck his cock deep into Jamar’s throat. Jamar moaned into his buddy’s huge cock, but the intense sensation never became too much for him.

Michael was impressed. If his friend’s mouth was this good, he could only imagine what his ass was capable of. He forced Jamar’s head off his cock and bent down to kiss him. Jamar eagerly returned the deep and passionate kiss, keen to see what Michael had in mind next.

“Ready for a good pounding?” Michael whispered in Jamar’s ear.

Jamar’s heart almost melted. Fuck he was excited for this. He rested his knees on two separate benches so that Michael had plenty of space to stand between them. Michael put his drooling cockhead at Jamar’s twitching hole. Considering the regular use it had been enjoying, this should be fairly easy, Michael thought.

He spat directly on the hole and used his own spit to wet his cockhead a bit more than the ample amount of precum that was already flowing. With just a bit of pressure, Jamar could feel his ass spreading open, eagerly accommodating Michael’s thick shaft.

“Fuck that’s it! I’ve never fucked an ass like this before. You’re doing real well there baby,” Michael said affectionately, clearly enjoying the feeling of Jamar’s strong ass around his huge cock.

Jamar smiled and moaned. Michael’s big cock felt so good as it filled him up.

They were both lost in a blur of sexual ecstasy. They fucked for ages until eventually one of the wardens showed up.

“Hey guys, you know you both have to go back to the cell in a few hours?”

Jamar and Michael were both surprised, covered in cum and sweat from top to toe.

“I guess we should have some sleep?” Michael said.

“I suppose so. Hey Michael, before we go, can I ask you something?”

“What’s up Jamar?”

“How long have you been here so far?”

“Just a week I think, it’s a bit of a blur. But this is my first break.”

“Oh really. Me too! Hopefully we’ll share our breaks together!”

“That would be awesome!”

They walked back to their bunks together and both fell asleep.

After a few hours they were both woken up by the wardens and walked back to their cages. The two studs said goodbye to each other as Michael went one direction and Jamar another. One of the guys helped Jamar climb into the cage, locking him back into the shackles. Once he was in position, Jamar allowed the warden to reattach the nipple and cock pumps and gently reinsert the dildo. He was strangely excited to get back to his week of bliss.


Weeks went by, and Jamar felt more invigorated every time he went on his break. It was like the constant milking process gave him strength and energy he had never expected to experience.

The next time his cage opened up, the warden didn’t bring him to the communal space, instead they went in the opposite direction. They entered the room he had first signed the contract in, and to his surprise he saw Michael.

The two had spent every waking hour together during their breaks. And although they had kept fucking other guys, they had definitely become lovers. In fact, Jamar had fallen head over heels for his great friend, and Michael seemed to feel the same way.

Jamar smiled as he saw Michael and they passionately kissed.

“So guys, you may wonder why we brought you here,” a familiar voice asked them.

Jamar turned around and saw the guy who had first shown him round—Dr Howden.

Jamar and Michael both nodded.

“Well, guys, you’re now both at the end of your first three months. As I know you’ve been spending a lot of time together, we wanted to give you the option to discuss your next steps together rather than on your own. You’re both amazing milk producers so we’d be delighted to lengthen your stay, obviously reducing your costs, to only a third of the full total.

Jamar looked at Michael. Strangely he wasn’t ready to leave yet.

Michael took his hand and whispered. “I’d like to stay, but if you wanna go, that’s okay.”

Jamar looked at Michael’s eyes, which sparkled under the light.

“No, I wanna stay too.”

“All right, then we both stay.”

They turned around to Dr Howden who smiled.

“Excellent. If you could sign the extension here…” he pointed to two documents that were clearly ready to go.

Jamar and Michael eagerly signed and Jamar and Michael smiled and kissed again.

“You’ll now have your break as normal. Once you finish, we’ll find you a new spot so you can be next to each other. Sorry we haven’t been able to do it sooner.”

Michael and Jamar were impressed. It was the first time they really saw how well PecX treated its future ambassadors.


And so more weeks went by, but now Jamar could see Michael’s ecstatic face every time his huge cock blew another load. By the end of the second three month period, Jamar still felt that he gained a lot of energy and enthusiasm for his role as a cum cow. He wasn’t done yet.

To his relief, neither was Michael. They both eagerly signed for another three months.

To his surprise, it started to get more difficult. The first few weeks were fine, but after that each orgasm seemed to take more effort, and his hole started to feel more tender.

During one of their breaks, Jamar mentioned this to Michael.

“Yup. I’ve been feeling the same actually. Having sex here is still as easy and as hot as it was before but I used to get this real energy from the orgasms in the cage. That’s now gone somehow!”

“Oh god,” Jamar said with a sigh of relief. “I’ve been thinking the same thing. I’m counting the weeks down now.”

And that was the day they had their first ever discussion on what they would do next.

Jamar hadn’t really thought about what he would do after his time with PecX, but Michael clearly had some thoughts. They agreed to pursue Michael’s plans. In fact, they realised that together, they could charge a whole lot more than on their own.

Jamar smiled. They would go back to New York where they would set up their home base. From there, they would do shows, pornography and whatever else men wanted to pay them for.

The last few weeks went slowly, and they valued their break time together more and more. They continued to plan and as they reached their final weeks there, they started to use the multimedia lab. They helped other guys do photo shoots and the other guys started to take pictures of them, together and separately. Some naked, some partly dressed. But nothing they wore would conceal their huge bodies.

Using PecX’s support, they had already lined up some gigs for their first few days back and with the huge advances they received, they rented a flat in downtown Manhattan, on the edge of Hell’s Kitchen.

The PecX tailor took their measurements about two weeks before they were due to leave. They had both selected some vital outfits needed for life after their treatment. Both guys had gone for a number of skinny jeans and plain tees, that showed off their pecs exceptionally well. Both also selected a couple of crop tops and shorts.

Jamar had also chosen a few Lycra outfits that neatly snugged his whole body. Michael had opted for some leather items, as well as a rubber catsuit. Altogether they had a good few outfits for their upcoming shows.

The last week was almost painfully slow. They now had a life to look forward to, together.

When the day finally arrived, Jamar and Michael got out of their cages and were escorted to the doors. They both put on jeans and a tee, with their deep v-necks highlighting their huge cleavages.

Jamar smiled to Michael. “Shall we go home?” he said.

“Yup. Let’s see what this madness brings,” Michael replied, smiling back at him.

Lewis was sitting at his dining room table, re-examining the offer for this loan. He could barely fathom borrowing this much money. And would it even be worth it?

It had to be. It couldn’t not be. But yet…

It had been over 10 years now that PecX had made its way onto the market. And although the image of large titted studs had become mainstream, it was still the privilege of the rich and those crazy enough to go through PecX’s Pectose makeover process.

Although Lewis hadn’t objected to going through the pectose programme himself, the number of guys admitted to the programme was tiny. When the company had first started, they treated hundreds of people every year. Now it was maybe three dozen. And although Lewis didn’t know what he lacked, he didn’t get in.

He shouldn’t have banked on it anyways. It was easier to get into Harvard nowadays. Hell, it was practically easier to get elected to the U.S. Senate!

So Lewis looked back at the forms again. For this amount of money, the bank still wanted a physical signature. They wanted that feeling of signing your life away to the devil.

Lewis had heard the stories of when it had cost a mere $45,000 to get the treatment done. Those were the early days.

But the company had spotted its opportunity. The average pay of a PecX man was around $400,000 in the first year alone, so they decided they could easily charge more. And by making it more exclusive, they could help drive up the salary.

So now the procedure cost $4.5m. And the first year average income had gone up to £3m. And since it wasn’t a drug that treated any disease, no regulator had stepped in and told PecX that they couldn’t sell their product at such insane prices.

But with the price hikes, banks had also caught on to the high earning potential of the PecX men. Now, guys could borrow the full amount and banks would give them five years to pay it back. Most guys lived frugally for the first few years and paid it back in three. But even so most people considered the risk too great and so it was only done by those eager enough to take such drastic action.

And so Lewis had been persuaded. Or so he thought. His hand trembled as he held his pen over the signature box.

Finally his desire to grow big took over from his brain and he put pen to paper.

He took a scan of the picture, which he quickly fired off to the bank. He was told he could do that first, as long as the paper form arrived a few days later.

No more than 10 minutes later, Lewis’ phone rang. It was the bank.

“Is this Lewis Souter?” A posh voice on the other end of the line said.

“Yes it is. How can I help?” Lewis answered politely.

“Mr Souter, a car will be with you in 30 minutes to take you to the treatment facility. The payment to PecX is scheduled to take place in 3 hours, once you’re at the facility. You will immediately receive the treatment. Please make sure you pay back the first instalment in 60 days time.”

Without getting another word in, the man from the bank hung up. Lewis was slightly shocked, even though he knew the details of the process.

Lewis quickly rushed the letter to the post box and returned home. Indeed no minute later than half an hour, a black Mercedes turned up at the front door. Lewis got in, not taking much clothing besides some oversized joggers, hoodie and boxers. He wasn’t even sure if they would still fit by the end of the evening.

They drove for two and a half hours, without hitting any traffic or having any delays. And just as scheduled, they arrived at the PecX facility.

Lewis hadn’t been sure of what to expect. But it wasn’t this. He had not been allowed to know the location of the facility or been able to see any photos.

He was in awe. What he saw was best described as an ultra-modern luxury hotel in the middle of nowhere. It was clad in blue reflective glass, which mirrored the blue sky above.

Lewis eagerly stepped inside and was immediately met by a muscular (although not titted) man.

“Mr Souter, I presume?” the handsome man said as soon as Lewis walked through the door. Lewis simply nodded, in awe at the sleek black and white marble, contrasted beautifully with pale wood and various shades of concrete. It was a modern architectural master piece.

“Welcome to PecX. We have received the payment from your bank so we can go into the procedure straight away.” As they talked they started to walk into the building, through grand hallways with beautiful modern artworks and recessed lighting.

“Just to remind you that you are able to stay with us for two weeks on completion of the treatment, as part of the full service we provide to all our PecX men. During this time you will get to meet other PecX men while also developing your personal brand. We do a photoshoot with you and you get to choose 10 outfits from our tailor.

“Please remember that the treatment is immediate and irreversible. As per our agreement with the bank, if you do decide against it last minute, we will return the money to them and you will owe them no interest. You will immediately be debt free again and it will not show up on your credit score.

“Any further questions?”

Lewis shook his head. They had arrived at a tall glass door, which his guide opened.

“I will leave you in the capable hand of Dr MacMaster, Mr Souter.” With that, the handsome man walked away.

“Mr Souter!” Dr MacMaster said jovially. He was a bit of an older man, but he still had an incredible body, clearly visible under his doctor’s scrubs. “I am Dr MacMaster, and this here is Nurse Jackson. We will guide you through your transformation process today. To start with, we will take some base measurements to just know where you’re coming from. If you could come over here.”

Dr MacMaster pointed to a set of scales, which the nurse read out. “55kg, 121 pounds,” he said clearly, as the doctor took notes on his tablet.

The nurse guided Lewis off the scales and underneath a measurement tape. “5 foot 5, or 165cm,” the nurse said.

“Okay, thank you, nurse. Now let’s see… Ginger hair, blue eyes, slender body. A healthy BMI but I suppose… skinny built is accurate. Now please strip, Mr Souter,” the doctor said nonchalantly.

Lewis knew this moment would come but still, his hard skipped a beat. He slowly did as he was told, revealing his hairless body. “Body hair—no. Please remove the underwear too, Mr Souter.”

Lewis did as he was told, even more nervous now. “Tattoos—no. Piercings—no. Penis size…”

The nurse leaned down to measure. “3 inches.”

“3 inches flaccid,” the doctor noted. “Can you make it erect, Mr Souter?”

It took Lewis a moment, but he had known all the questions he would be asked. He took a deep breath and started to masturbate. He looked at the pictures of the PecX men that hung on the walls and within moments was rock hard.

The nurse read off the verdict. “4.5 inches.”

“Okay, thank you, Mr Souter. Are you ready?” the doctor asked, as if he were asking if Lewis had finished his dinner.

“Yes. I want to proceed.”

“All right, just grab a seat.” The Doctor motioned to an examination table.

Lewis eagerly grabbed a seat. His heart beating in his chest—knowing what was to come.

Nurse Jackson came in with a hard suitcase and opened it up, revealing three heavy syringes, although to Lewis’ relief the needles itself were relatively small.

“The latest version of PecX involves these three syringes,” Dr MacMaster began. “One will be inserted into your left pec, one in your right glute, and one directly in your blood stream through either arm. We’ll start with the left pec. You shouldn’t feel much pain but there will be some tingling and other feelings as you go through the growth.”

Nurse Jackson took the second largest syringe and carefully placed the needle on the inside of Lewis’ pecs. With one quick prick the needle was buried inside the muscle tissue and after about a minute the syringe was empty.

“Now if you could lay on your stomach, Mr Souter,” the nurse asked kindly. Lewis obliged and lay down on the table, his small, tight butt exposed.

From the corner of his eyes, he just saw Jackson reaching for the largest syringe. He knew where it would go and within moments he felt a soft prick in his ass muscles. He flinched a bit but kept still as he felt the thick liquid flow into his body.

“Okay, now sit up please,” the doctor said commandingly.

Lewis obeyed again and Nurse Jackson grabbed his left arm with a gentle forcefulness. He placed the smallest syringe at the vein and pushed it in, in one swift motion. Lewis managed to keep still but as the last of the liquid entered his body he could feel a strange surge of power flowing through him.

Within moments his ass and legs were on fire and the feeling slowly spread to his upper body. When it reached his pecs it not only continued into his arms but the feeling intensified. His pecs now felt as if they were the epicentre of his body, the place where everything was about to culminate.

And of course, he knew that was true.

After at least five minutes of agony, pain and yet a bizarre sort of pleasure, Lewis’ body exploded. It started with his pecs, which suddenly start to expand. They grew right under Lewis’ eyes—who watched in awe as his body changed quickly. When his pecs were about the size of normal pecs, the rest of his body finally started to grow. The sensations flowing through his body were intense, causing his cock to get rock hard and soon joining in the growth. Lewis moaned loudly as he involuntarily started to jack off, unable to control the pleasure that was flowing through him.

“Fuuuuuuck. Fuck fuck fuck!” he moaned loudly as his arms and legs tried to catch up with his pecs.

But when his arms and legs stopped growing, his pecs did not. PecX was sticking to their word as his pecs ballooned bigger and bigger. As Lewis noticed this he started to masturbate harder and harder, his other hand feeling his tits grow as he massaged them. When the first drop of pec milk came out, Lewis could no longer contain himself and he felt his cock explode, releasing the biggest torrent of cum he had ever seen.

When he came to, he was still in the same room. It must have only been moments after he came, as wet cum was still dripping of his huge body.

“Very good, Mr Souter! That’s some spectacular growth! We do hope you’re satisfied with the treatment.”

Lewis smiled. “I want to see myself in the mirror!”

“Of course!” Dr MacMaster smiled. “This way please.” He guided Lewis to a mirror.

Lewis’s jaw dropped. He had heard how good it was. He had even felt his body grow. But the real image of his huge body took him by complete and utter surprise.

“Okay, Mr Souter. Obviously we need to get you measured by our tailor who will make your first outfit. Are you ready for your two-week stay in a tit hotel?”

Lewis smiled. “Fuck yeah!”

“This way, Mr Souter,” Nurse Jackson said, guiding him to a door, opposite to the one he came in through. “Once through this door, you get to enjoy an amazing few weeks in the best place you’ve ever visited!”

Lewis went through the door, excited about what was to come. He was still naked but didn’t care. This was a body that should be seen!

The door led into another corridor, which was buzzing with people. Most of the men were tit men, either partially or fully naked. But to Lewis’ delight, he didn’t feel at all out of place. He matched some of the biggest guys on the corridor and they looked at him with the same lust he felt for them.

“Mr Souter?” the familiar voice of a man said. It was the same man who had brought him to the treatment room. “You look great, I hope you enjoyed the treatment.” Without waiting a moment to let Lewis talk he continued. “This way please to the tailor. You will get one outfit tomorrow and the remainder will be delivered over the next few days. But don’t worry about wearing things in here, all pec men are allowed to be naked.

At that point they arrived at the tailor’s, who was also a big-muscled man.

“Oh, a beautiful ginger!” he said excitedly. “And those cute freckles! Oh you’re going to very popular!” His voice was a bit effeminate but Lewis didn’t care. He was beautiful and handsome.

As his guide stepped out of the room, the tailor got to work, taking every possible measurement on Lewis’ body. His pecs were now easily 90 inches across, with his waist still a good 32 inches. His lats had spread to accommodate his huge tits.

Looking at the sheet where the tailor was taking notes, Lewis was astonished to learn his biceps were 25 inches across! And his soft cock…

God, his cock.

14 inches. Soft.

“Now Mr Souter. I do need you to get hard for me. You can do it yourself or I am happy to help?” he said seductively.

Lewis couldn’t resist. “Go ahead if you want.”

That was all the tailor needed to wrap his mouth around Lewis’ soft cock. His expert work immediately made Lewis’ cock grow, expanding inside the hot tailor’s mouth. After a minute or so, Lewis was shocked to realise the tailor had taken it to the very base, although he struggled to see that over his huge pecs.

The sensation of his newly grown cock, fully deep down the hot tailor’s mouth was something that Lewis could not even have dreamed of. Lewis had had his fair share of orgasms in his life and yet something about his cock at this size, combined with his insane tits, just really worked for him.

Much to Lewis’ embarrassment, it only took the tailor a minute or so to get a load out of Lewis’ balls, which he bravely swallowed. Lewis realised he must have had experience swallowing loads from newly grown men, but he didn’t care.

Within moments his cock had been measured up and had softened again.

“Now Mr Souter—I had a few ideas for your first outfits. Let me just show you…” The tailor said as if nothing strange had happened.

“These are our first day outfits, ones where we can make them quite easily in one day. Depending on how you intend to position yourself, you could go for anything from really slutty to business formal.”

Lewis looked through the catalogue and thought of what the tailor had said. He wanted to serve wealthy, rich men who wanted to spend good money on him.

He found a beautiful casual button up shirt. The picture suggested it was made from an almost light, canvas like fabric. He requested the item in cream, with a pair of shorts made from suit fabric. But he made sure the shorts were just a bit too short. Combined with a pair of boat shoes they really should attract the clientele Lewis wanted to attract.

“Thank you, Mr Souter, we will get that done tomorrow, it should really make your pecs pop!” the tailor said with a very happy smile on his face.

His guide stepped back into the room. “I will now show you to your room where you will spend the next two weeks. We’ll do your first photoshoot tomorrow. For today, you’re more than welcome to relax either in your suite or in the common room.”

When they got to the suite, Lewis continued to be amazed. It was a stunning one, with ample room for all of him and much more than that. It consisted of a large bedroom, with a huge king-size bed, and adjoined by a huge marble bathroom, complete with two-person bath and massive walk-in shower. Lewis realised the bath would probably just about fit his new body…

The living room was also gorgeous, with a balcony overlooking the country side. Just below it was an outdoor space where pec men were exercising and relaxing with each other—mostly naked—and enjoying the beautiful weather.

Lewis smiled. He was very happy to stay here for two weeks. Although there was no chance he was going to spend time in just his own company. He knew his clients would be far removed from the studs walking around here so he was going to enjoy them while he was in their presence.

Lewis walked out into the hallway, now finally able to explore on his own. He walked into the opposite direction from which he had arrived—he had been told that the common room was on that side of the building.

As he walked down a grand staircase he ended up on the ground floor, a beautiful lounge filled with leather recliners and comfortable looking sofas. It was fairly quiet, most guys spending the day outside, or working on their public profile as much as they could. But on a sofa, near a door, sat a black guy. His dark chocolate skin glistened in the sunlight as he was reading a book.

“Sorry, may I sit down?” Lewis asked politely, not wanting to disturb someone who didn’t want to be disturbed.

“Oh by all means. I decided to go out of the sun a bit and cool down. I wasn’t really actively reading.”

He carefully placed a bookmark on the page and closed the book before he properly looked up.

“I can see why you’re not sitting outside,” he said in a joking voice, observing Lewis’ freckled skin and ginger hair

“Uhh, yeah I guess so. But more honestly, I have only just grown so I’m taking it slow.”

With that the black titted stud immediately put his book down.

“Oh shit, man. I don’t think we expected anyone new today.” He looked at Lewis properly, as his eyes moved up and down he seemed to be taking in each part of Lewis’ newly grown body.

“Well—you look great man. I’m Anthony.”

The stud stood up and held out his hand and Lewis eagerly grabbed it, using the time to marvel at Anthony’s magnificent body.

He must have easily been 6’6”, with a body sculpted just as beautifully as every other pec man Lewis had seen. But it was clear that the pec man’s unique selling point was his 20-inch soft cock.

Lewis was shocked. He had looked at a lot of photos of tit men and he had never seen a guy this hung…

When he finally looked up, Anthony smiled. “It’s pretty big, isn’t it?”

“Uh, yeah. I’ve never seen something quite that big…” Lewis said, still astonished.

“Yup. The biggest pec man cock so far.”

“Wow, nice!”

“I’ll be curious to see what my potential clients think.”

Lewis laughed. “I am sure you’ll be a hit!”

“I think you will be too! You are absolutely beautiful!”

“Oh really? That’s far too kind of you.”

“Not at all. I wasn’t kidding. I don’t think I’ve seen a ginger tit man in here before. Or anywhere.”

“How long have you been here?” Lewis asked, curious to see if Anthony was right.

“Almost a week. But don’t just take my word for it. Look through the catalogue.” He pointed towards a bank of computers on one wall in the room. They were unused, unlike other computers around the room.

“What is that?” Lewis asked, not sure what the catalogue really meant.

“It’s the register of all tit men in the world. It’s basically the PecX profile pages.

Oh shit. Lewis thought as it dawned on him what Anthony meant. PecX maintained a website that allowed people to connect with pec men across the world. It was the way for pec men to meet admirers and they rarely maintained profiles elsewhere—although as far as Lewis knew there was no legal obligation to do so.

But Lewis also knew that even just to access all the profiles, you had to pay a monthly subscription fee, although the website catered to a very broad clientele so there were different levels of membership. From the cheap, G-rated pictures only to the expensive, full x-rated content. Plus everything in between. You had to pay more to contact the men, and basically everything ‘extra’ was a way for PecX to make money.

Lewis smiled and went onto one of the computers, opening up the browser. Its homepage was set as the catalogue, but it appeared to be an internal version that was for searching profiles only.

Lewis went to the advanced search option and found the hair colour filter. He selected ginger and hit search.

Within moments the page returned the result: 1 Profile Found.

And that’s when Lewis realised it was his own profile. It didn’t have a photo yet but his stats had been put in based on his visit to the tailors. Anthony was right.

“Fuck man. I can’t believe they have done this whole thing for ages now and not grown a single ginger guy. I hear they’re quite selective and have been trying to get one. You can bank on some good promotion from PecX. They just had to find the one that was hot enough.”

“There are plenty of hot ginger guys,” Lewis said, a bit annoyed by the implication of Anthony’s words.

“Yeah—but they’ve gotta find someone who’s willing to grow.”

Lewis accepted that and sat in the arm chair next to Anthony, who had picked up his book again but laid it down on his lap as the ginger stud joined him.

“Do you fancy a tour of the common areas here? I can show you around,” Anthony said, clearly keen to spend some more time with the hot stud.

“Sure, that would be great.”

And so Anthony took him under his wings and they started inside. Besides the beautiful living room, there was a grand dining hall.

“They serve every meal here on a silver platter, with only the hottest none-PecX men serving the food at every meal. And there is always some food available if you’re hungry.”

Lewis smiled. He admitted he could eat and both guys got a hot dog, which they ate as they continued their walk.

“The facility is quite… varied shall we say?” Anthony said as they approached a door. “This is a room that not everyone is keen to use but some love it.” As he opened the door, Lewis saw one tit man tied to a St Andrew’s cross as he was getting whipped by another stud. Lewis couldn’t help but feel his cock twitch with curiosity but that would have to wait.

“This is the indoor gym. The weather here isn’t always great so we do need an indoor space. And you might appreciate not working out in the sun.” Lewis just smiled. He knew he wouldn’t fare well outside so Anthony was totally right, even if he was just making a bit of a joke.

The gym was virtually empty, with just one guy doing an incline bench press. Lewis gawked at the guy. He was slightly older, maybe in his late 40s or early 50s.

Still out of ear shot, Anthony whispered, “They realised that some people prefer slightly older guys so this is their first ‘daddy’.”

Lewis smiled. The daddy in question was pretty hot indeed and he smiled at them as he guided the bar back into place.

“Well. That’s all the indoor common areas. Wanna see my suite next?” Anthony asked cheekily.

“Uhm, seriously?” Lewis immediately realised what he was implying. “Sure, why not?”

The hunky and titted black man guided him upstairs. Unlike his own suite, Anthony’s suite faced towards the big forest. There were only a small number of men downstairs, enjoying each other’s company.

As soon as Anthony closed the door behind them, he pulled Lewis into a deep kiss. Lewis eagerly reciprocated, allowing his hands to run over Anthony’s huge muscles, slowly making their way to his huge pecs.

“Fuuuuck, I do always love taking a new pec man.” Anthony said in between the kisses as he felt the ginger stud’s hands on his body.

“Yeah?” Lewis said with a cheeky smile as he pushed Anthony onto the huge sofa, which seemed to creak under their weight.

“Fuck yeah! They always worship my tits better than anyone else. You can just tell they’ve been longing to do so for such a long time.”

Lewis smiled and then gently pushed Anthony back onto the sofa, his huge pecs sticking out from his enormous body. Without hesitating a moment, Lewis started to worship them. First letting his tongue run under them, before slowly making his way up through the massive valley that separated the two huge mounts.

Anthony moaned as Lewis’ tongue worked his way around his two massive tits and slowly reached his nipples.

Lewis wrapped his thick lips around Anthony’s oversized nipples, and Anthony gasped loudly. He knew Lewis had desired nothing more than worship a set of tits like his—he had been in the same position just days earlier.

Anthony laid there as Lewis passionately licked, massaged and nibbled on his huge chest. Lewis had never felt anything like it, and to think he had a set of tits like this himself…

“Hey, Anthony?” he said, briefly interrupting his worshipping.

“Yeah, what’s up?”

“Would you maybe want to worship my tits?”

Anthony smiled. He had known that eventually, Lewis would want the roles to be reversed. And he had known he would eagerly oblige. Lewis’ beautiful, lightly freckled tits were perfect and so he stood up, laid Lewis down on the sofa and eagerly obliged.

Lewis couldn’t help but moan as Anthony’s wet and warm tongue ran over his overly developed pecs. He bounced them involuntarily as Anthony licked and massaged them everywhere. The feeling and stimulation from just having his tits massaged was incredible!

And what happened when Lewis felt Anthony’s lips reach his nipples was possibly the most intense sensation he had ever felt. With mere moments, his pecs started to leak milk and Anthony eagerly gobbled it up.

“Fuck, you are full of milk aren’t you!” he said with great enthusiasm. “I’m sure that’ll be a great selling point.”

Anthony then really started to suck, one tit at a time. With every suck and moment that passed, Lewis could feel the milk drain through his nipples into Anthony’s hungry mouth.

“Fuuuck man that feels so good!” As Lewis felt his pecs get drained, he couldn’t help but feel his hole twitch.

“Anthony. I think I need you to fuck me.”

Anthony lifted his head from Lewis’ huge tits. “Are you ready to take this monster?” he said with a beautiful and cheeky smile on his face.

“My hole is craving it,” Lewis replied eagerly.

“All right, better get you ready.” Without saying another word, Anthony lifted Lewis’ legs up and over his head, his ass sticking up into the air. Lewis was almost forced to bury his face into his own muscled tits as Anthony started to lick the ginger’s twitching hole.

Lewis had been rimmed before, but there was something about his new body, combined with Anthony’s long tongue, that sent shockwaves through his spine. And as Anthony spent more time licking his hole, Lewis could feel his tongue go deeper and deeper, easily prepping him for what he thought would be the best fuck of his life.

Lewis moaned as Anthony worked his way into his tight, newly grown ass.

“Fuuuck that feels so good!”

“I love eating new meat,” Anthony said with a that same wicked smile.

But after a few more moments of eating ass, Anthony had enough and figured Lewis was ready. He carefully inserted a finger into the twitching hole at his disposal, and Lewis could feel the black stud’s finger easily slide into himself.

Anthony quickly added another finger, and then another. It seemed as though his enthusiastic rim job had lubed Lewis up sufficiently and so he spat on his dick before lowering Lewis’ ass onto the bed and gently inserting the head.

Lewis didn’t have to hear the soft but audible pop to know that Anthony’s huge and fat cock was now starting to make its way inside him. He could feel his hole being stretched wide open.

“Fuuuuuuck,” Lewis moaned under his breath as Anthony put his big hands on the ginger’s tits, massaging them in an attempt to relax Lewis a bit.

It seemed to help, as Lewis felt his tits being stroked he could also feel Anthony further invading his tight hole.

“Fuck that’s it, baby, take my fat cock,” Anthony said moaning. He wasn’t used to a hole quite this tight but god it felt good!

With each stroke and thrust, Lewis could feel Anthony advance, making him feel more and more full. He couldn’t believe that he was taking this beautiful man’s insane-sized cock. And the feeling it gave him as his tits were massaged was incredible.

It got even more intense when Anthony bent down and took one of Lewis’ big nipples into his mouth.

Now Lewis had been warned that the growth would increase the sensations he felt in the nipples, but he hadn’t been prepared for this.

Anthony’s mouth around his nipples, combined with his huge cock pounding his ass, was the most intense pleasure Lewis thought was possible.

He almost screamed in ecstasy as his own cock was throbbing, dribbling precum over his abs. “FUCK. FUCK. FUUUUUCK!”

“Fuck yeah man, take it, take my huge cock!” And just as Anthony’s big balls slapped against Lewis’ huge bubble butt, Anthony’s cock exploded, filling the ginger tit man up with his thick, heavy load of cum.

Lewis could feel it gush into his ass, filling him up deeply. He couldn’t control himself anymore and the feeling of Anthony’s cum inside him sent him over the edge. His thick cock erupted with a force he had not expected, covering not only his cut abs but also his huge tits.

“Wow, nice boy. Not everyone can cum hands-free,” Anthony said with a smile.

“I haven’t before, but I guess you really hit the spot,” Lewis said, smiling from ear to ear.

“Come on. Let’s grab a shower.”

In the luxurious bathroom, the two studs took their time to soap each other up, Lewis especially keen to spent some more time worshipping Anthony’s huge tits and cock.

When they were eventually clean, and the smell of sex and cum had been washed away, they both left the suite—naked of course.

Over the next few days, Lewis had the time of his life. He spent some time with a consultant, who helped him build his brand online, developing a profile and making sure it was catered to the clientele Lewis wanted to meet.

He also started to receive some of the outfits he had ordered. And as they came in, he spent time with the onsite photographer taking photos. Some were just headshots, showing off his incredibly good and enhanced looks.

Others were focussed on his huge tits, showing them from every angle for the tit obsessed man. A few were fully naked. After all, men wanted to know what to expect below the waist.

But most were those taken in the now ever-growing variety of clothing pieces the tailor was making for him. Lewis still didn’t bother wearing clothes around the facility—after all, why would he!

But he had started to appreciate the variety of clothing he had ordered. The shirt and shorts had been the perfect combination to sell his luxurious brand. Together with the brand consultant he ordered a few more pieces. First were two suits with shirts—which thankfully all counted as a total of two items. And the way the jackets were tailored meant it really emphasised his huge tits. Lewis wasn’t interested in items that would potentially disguise them—even if it meant losing customers. His tits were something to be proud of.

His next step was something more risqué. He ordered a black lycra bodysuit, which included various mesh panels across his body, which especially helped emphasise his pecs.

He also made sure he had a harness with leather shorts. That left him 5 outfits to still order before he left the tit hotel.

And then there was the sex. Good god, the sex. There was so much fucking sex! Lewis never wanted to leave! He knew he would have to eventually but in the meantime, he loved every second.

There were many memorable encounters but Lewis would always remember one with most fondly.

It happened about a week after he arrived. Lewis was sitting outside, chatting to some of the guys when Anthony came in. He was glad he had managed to meet the stud, but now it was finally time for Anthony to leave. His two weeks were up and it was time for him to go out into the real world.

“Are you ready to go?” one handsome-looking (they were all handsome but hey) blonde tit stud said to Anthony.

“I think so. I’m all packed, all my outfits ready. I even preordered a few more with the money I’ve already made so it should be good.”

“I can’t believe you’re going,” Lewis said with some sadness in his voice. He had bonded a lot more with Anthony since his first encounter.

“I know, and honestly this place has been amazing. But I’m excited! My first month is booked full and I made everyone pay a hefty deposit.”

“Wow? Already!”

“Yup! And my profile only went live four days ago, once I had enough outfits ready. They want at least five you see.”

“How do you manage the bookings?” an Indian guy sitting furthest away from Lewis asked.

“Honestly Vihaan, I just put in which cities I am in for the week and the orders seemed to pour in. The system manages itself, including the payments. I am doing a different city every week. I first put money from the deposits to the flights and after that I bought more outfits.”

Anthony smiled contently. He could already sense he was going to do very well out of it. Lewis was excited to see what he would do himself…

“But hey,” offered another guy, this time a cute French boy with a massive set of tits, “we need to give Anthony his proper goodbye, don’t you think?”

Anthony laughed. “You do all owe me,” he said with a wicked smile.

Everyone laughed with him and then Lewis got up and passionately started kissing him. Someone immediate whistled and quickly other guys decided to join in, kissing each other as cocks started to harden.

Anthony stood up without breaking the kiss, eagerly feeling Lewis’s tongue inside his mouth. As he did, he guided Lewis to a more comfortable place, a flat, cushioned bench in which he laid him down.

Still kissing, Anthony gently placed his cock at Lewis’s hole. A week ago it would’ve been tight, but after a few days with these studs it had been opened up nicely, and by now it felt as though it was always lubed up.

With just a slight push, Anthony was inside him and started to fuck. After a few more moments, he broke the kiss and looked up only to see that almost all the guys had joined in the fun. At least 15 if not more tit men were making out, sucking, and fucking. Anthony loved the sight and started to pound Lewis harder and harder.

Lewis was lying on the bench with his head just over the edge. The Indian guy, Vihaan, put his cock at Lewis’s thick lips, and he eagerly opened up.

The angle of his neck just right, Vihaan easily slipped deep into Lewis’s throat and he leaned over to start making out with Anthony, who obliged eagerly. As his ass and throat got pounded, Lewis focussed on Vihaan’s huge tits. Vihaan had only grown a day or two earlier and the results had been magnificent.

Lewis eagerly massaged the huge tits and nipples, caressing them and massaging them. He could hear Vihaan moan through the deep, passionate kiss, clearly signalling he approved. It didn’t take much longer before he could feel Vihaan’s huge cock start to dump its load, although he couldn’t taste it as the cock was so deep inside his throat.

Vihaan’s cock was soon replaced by another, and Anthony’s mammoth shaft was also replaced by another hot tit guy’s dick. Lewis recognised both of the hot studs, having spent some quality time with them already. So he happily just laid there, getting aggressively ploughed by some of the best-hung men he knew—in fact, the best-hung men in the world.

He took a few loads in that position, happily taking multiple poundings before eventually getting up. Around him there were now over two dozen guys fucking. The smell of sex was pungent and made his cock twitch. One of the hot Asian guys getting fucked motioned for him to come over and Lewis joined them happily. The handsome stud opened his mouth and Lewis eagerly obliged.

He got to work, taking a massive amount of Lewis’s huge cock deep inside him impressively quickly. Lewis moaned, the cute stud’s throat causing him to shiver with pleasure.

“Fuck yeah, that feels good!” he moaned happily as his dick seemed to somehow get even harder.

As he was standing there, another stud walked over and started to worship his pecs. Lewis moaned louder, the feeling of the soft lips on his huge tits was just incredible. As his nipples were softly licked and bitten, his milk immediately starting to flow, he could feel his cock tense, almost ready to cum. He forced the huge stud off his cock and just said “I don’t want to cum yet!”

With that the stud smiled and whispered, “You’ve got quite a few loads in you, mister. I can tell you’re not used to it yet but you’ll be hard again in no time. And with that he took Lewis’s cock back into his throat.

Lewis let him do his thing, realising what he had been told was true. And within a few more moments, as his pecs were still getting licked, he started to blow a huge load, deep into the Asian stud’s throat.

The guy who had been worshipping looked up. “Come with me,” he said in a commanding voice with a slight Eastern European accent.

Lewis followed. This tit stud was relatively short—maybe 5’9” but had one of best frames he had seen, an incredibly wide back that supported his massive tits. The tits themselves were crowned with huge silver-dollar sized nipples.

The guy, who Lewis later found out was called Matej, gently pushed him onto another bench.

“You’ve got one of the best sets of tits I have seen here,” Matej said enthusiastically. “I wanna fuck them!”

Lewis hadn’t actually tried this yet. He had worshipped a fair few tits here in his first week but he hadn’t gotten to the fucking stage yet. And he was very keen.

Matej straddled him, fully revealing the scale of what must have been at least a 17-inch long cock.

“Oh fuck,” Lewis just whispered as he saw it, still shocked by the size of cocks supported by these guys.

Matej put his thick cockhead (almost twice as thick as a beer can!) at the bottom of the massive crevice that separated Lewis’s thick pecs. He quickly squirted a bit of lube in between them and onto his cock before slowly pushing in.

Matej was an apt tit-fucker and knew very well what he was doing. The muscled rigidity of pec tits meant they barely bounced unless the owner decided to bounce them—unlike female boobs. And so he gently pushed, knowing that was all he needed to do was get into that ravine between the huge tits.

Just like anal, it always takes a bit of work the first time you try. But within moments, Lewis could see the cock start to slide through and the head almost reaching the top of his huge cleavage.

Lewis was amazed, and it felt so good! Matej eagerly started to fuck as Lewis could feel his own cock harden more rapidly than it had ever done before. He just laid back and enjoyed the ride, as the Eastern European pec stud started to pound his tits and worship them at the same time! Using both his hands, he eagerly massaged them, playing with Lewis’s big nipples and working hard to get more and more of his shaft sliding through them.

After a few minutes, as Matej’s fingers made his pec milk flow freely, Lewis could feel Matej’s balls slap his six pack as he really fucked his tits hard. He had never experienced any sensation like it but because of Matej’s thick figure, he couldn’t reach his own cock to masturbate so it just stood there, towering high and dribbling with cum.

At least one guy took at that as an invite, and although Lewis had no idea who it was, he didn’t care either.

The second tit stud straddled his legs, reverse cowboy position, and while using one hand to steady himself, he used his other to position Lewis’s thick cock at his lubed-up hole.

Another moment and the stud was lowering himself on the ginger’s huge shaft. First the head popped in and Lewis moaned loudly. And slowly more and more of the shaft disappeared in the unknown ass.

Matej, in the meantime, was still fucking Lewis ferociously, his cock slowly getting overstimulated by Lewis’s huge breasts. Lewis looked at him and at his massive rack, seeing the thick head slide in and out of his cleavage with every stroke.

The combined sensations got too much for him and Lewis could feel his cock and balls go into overdrive. It only took a few more strokes for Matej’s own cock to suddenly explode and Lewis eagerly looked towards it, gladly accepting the huge facial.

And as Matej exploded, so did Lewis, unloading his second, huge load deep into the unknown ass. Matej kept his dick inside Lewis’s tits for a while but the unknown stud got off his cock and walked off.

“Fuck man, that is one of the best set of tits I have had the pleasure of fucking,” Matej said with a big smile on his face as he stood up. He held out a hand to help Lewis get off the bench.

“Fuck, that was amazing, thanks,” Lewis said, accepting the hand and standing up. As he did, Matej leaned in for a deep and passionate kiss.

“The name’s Matej,” he said when they broke.

“I’m Lewis.”

But they knew this wasn’t the time. A party like this didn’t happen every night at the tit hotel. They made sure to exchange room numbers—they would see each other later. But for now, there was too much fun to be had.

And so the orgy of a lifetime progressed. Outside was a bright orange glow as the sun was setting and the gentle lighting in the common room lit the wild scene just perfectly.

By the end of the night, Lewis couldn’t remember how many times he had been fucked, had fucked someone else, or how many beautiful set of breasts he had the pleasure to have worshipped. He did however remember, that he had cum at least eight times (which was definitely his personal record) and that he still had some left inside him.

Across the room Lewis saw Anthony, who was getting fucked by another hot tit stud (seriously, there were zero guys at this orgy that were not incredibly gorgeous). He walked over to him confidently, noticed Anthony had his eyes closed and so decided to plant a kiss straight onto the black stud’s soft lips. Anthony opened his eyes, unsure who it was, noticed it was Lewis, and eagerly returned the kiss.

Something about the kiss either triggered something, or Anthony was already about to shoot, because with that his body convulsed and he started to shoot his load down the sucker’s throat. The guy got up and licked his lips as he walked off.

Lewis had to smile, it was hot to see Anthony blow a load like that.

Anthony stood up too, and pulled Lewis in for another deep, impassioned kiss. Lewis eagerly returned it as Anthony somehow swept him off his feet, lifted him up and carried him across the room and up the stairs.

They entered Anthony’s suite and Anthony gently put him down. “I thought it would be nice to spend one more night together before I go.”

Lewis smiled. If they both didn’t just have a new life in front of them, they may well have eloped but they both knew that was not an option.

As they were lying down, Lewis looked out of the window, noticing the sun was still setting on the horizon. They were far north so it was not impossible that it wouldn’t even get properly dark that night.

He got up and stood at the window and decided to go out onto the large balcony, looking out over the vast forest in front of them. Anthony stood behind him as they both admired the view.

Absentmindedly, Anthony reached over, still looking at the setting sun, and placed his hands on Lewis’s enormous breasts. Lewis cheekily bounced the cupped pec and Anthony awoke from his daze.

The black stud smiled at his lover and gently pushed him against the railing of the balcony. Lewis obliged as Anthony spread his cheeks and once again placed his throbbing member at Lewis’s twitching hole.

As Lewis could feel the huge shaft invading his ass, he could once again feel his own cock get hard.

Anthony knew very well how Lewis could take his huge cock by now. He knew he didn’t have to hold back and that the ginger tit stud could take it.

But that’s not what he wanted to do. Instead, he slowly forced his cock deeper and deeper into Lewis, until eventually it managed to lift him off the ground. Lewis was amazed. Anthony was only a few inches taller than he was, but there he was, suspended in the air, dangling off the biggest pecX cock that existed.

He managed to turn his head around and kiss him, and of course Anthony happily obliged. They stayed in that position for a few minutes before Lewis could feel Anthony’s cock twitch.

“You wanna fuck me properly, don’t you?” He asked, with a cheeky smile on his face.

“Oh fuck you bet, but I wanted a nice moment,” Anthony said with a loving smile.

Anthony allowed his cock to lower Lewis until he had his two feet firmly back on the ground. As Lewis leant forward over the edge of the balcony, he could feel Anthony spread his legs. Another moment later, Anthony placed one hand on Lewis’s huge tits and another on his hips. And with that, Anthony withdrew his cock almost all the way and immediately slammed it straight back in.

Lewis yelped, but not in pain. By now, Anthony’s cock had become just pure pleasure for him. And so, as Anthony started to really fuck, Lewis moaned loudly. His own cock immediately started to leak, first on the glass of the railing and then slowly making its way down onto the floor of the balcony.

Anthony enthusiastically and aggressively fucked Lewis, the way they both liked it. Neither stud was sure they would ever find a fuck quite like this again but for now they were revelling in every moment of it.

As Anthony’s cock pulsed in and out of Lewis’s tight ass, the black stud started to play with the ginger’s huge nipples, making Lewis moan even louder.

Lewis by now thought he was completely owned by Anthony. He was in heaven and didn’t want to be anywhere else at that point in time, eagerly embracing his role as Anthony’s fuckhole.

He wasn’t sure how long they were fucking there but eventually the distant sunset disappeared and a moment of near darkness could be seen on the horizon. Anthony’s thick shaft was still sliding in and out of Lewis’s loosened hole and the two guys moaned, clearly both approaching climax.

Anthony sped up the rhythm and after another few minutes Lewis could feel the same violent eruption deep inside him that he had gotten so used to over the last week. It filled him up, dumping a big load of cum that immediately started to leak out along Anthony’s big cock.

“Hold on sweetie,” Anthony said, not pulling out but instead lifting Lewis up and taking him inside. He rummaged around in a drawer, all the while holding on to the stud with his cock still deep inside him.

Lewis couldn’t see what he had found but Anthony gently placed him on the bed, lifting his legs up high over his body. Before Lewis realised what was going on, Anthony placed a large buttplug at Lewis’s ass and without meeting much resistance pushed it in.

“When you’ve got that in, you can think of me,” Anthony said with a sweet smile before leaning over and kissing Lewis again. As he did, Lewis could feel their huge tits meet and push into each other. It was one of the oddest sensations that Lewis had started to notice and the feeling was most intense when kissing Anthony.

And so of course he eagerly returned the kiss, passionately making out as Anthony joined him on the bed. They cuddled for a while longer until they both dozed off.

Lewis slept incredibly well that night, having had the sexual adventure of a lifetime. When he woke up the next morning he was surprised to find the bed empty.

He looked around to see where Anthony was but after only a moment he spotted a note on the desk in the living room.

My dear Lewis, it read.

I’m sorry I couldn’t say goodbye to you this morning but I had to leave very early to catch my flight and you looked too beautiful in your sleep for me to disturb you. Thank you for being with me for the last week, I had an incredible time and it made this transformational experience even more amazing.

During your last week, make sure you make full use of the time. I know you already had all your photoshoots done so you’re way ahead of me. Try and book a tonne of meetings in for the first month—or maybe just a few really high-value ones. All I’m saying is: use it well! You are an incredible guy and look fucking gorgeous so I’m sure the men would be lining up to be with you.

I am sure we will meet again but I’ve written my phone number on the back of this note anyways. I hope you get in touch and perhaps we can even do a double team for a while.

Love, Anthony

Lewis looked at it a bit emotionally, and immediately took the note back to his own suite, programming the number into his phone and tucking the note itself into a safe place in his suitcase.

Lewis did take Anthony’s advice, though. That very morning he sat back down with the consultant as they added the last few specifics to his PecX profile.

One of the key ones was making the profile visible to the kind of clientele Lewis wanted to target. After his conversation with the consultant, they had agreed to set his day rate at $3,500. It was a bit high for a normal escort, but about right for a high-class PecX man.

And you’d only pay $3,500 if you went through the standard booking process. It meant you were placed in a virtual queue and Lewis would be able to select his preferred partner.

The only way to get a guaranteed night with him was by paying $3,500 up front, and another $1,500 payable at the end of the date. Lewis wasn’t quite sure if it would work but he had been assured it was a tried and tested model. The thing was to wait and see what the demand for him would be like.

They also agreed on a schedule, but without booking flights. Since they were focussed on wealthy businessmen—he would spend his first two weeks in New York where PecX agreed he could stay for a cheap rate at their hotel any nights he needed a room.

After two weeks, he would go to London. There, Lewis could stay with his twin brother but hopefully he wouldn’t have to, focusing on overnight engagements. After a further two weeks, he would go to Paris, Dubai and Shanghai, each for two weeks at a time.

He had been unsure about this but the consultant assured him for his clientele, two weeks was right. In a lot of cases, wealthy clients booked for extended periods of time, some taking their PecX men to private islands in the Caribbean. This would allow some more flexibility in the schedule. The only rule they made was that any first appointment would always be a single evening, maybe at most two nights. Longer periods could only be booked after meeting up at least once. To Lewis’s relief, the system would manage all of that, and he could enter in whether a client got permission to book longer slots.

And the great thing was, longer slots meant lower costs and the client would almost always pay for private jet to travel. Of course one requirement was absolute and total discretion.

That meant he didn’t get to know who the client was until the last minute, and all the transactions would go through PecX’s highly secure system. He could correspond directly with the client via mobile phone, but he could not discuss any dates with them, in case their communications were tracked.

By the afternoon, Lewis and the consultant were done and so Lewis went to sit under the cover of the umbrella to enjoy the sun a bit. He was sitting there, stroking his big tits as he heard the door open.

He hadn’t seen the guy before but immediately eyed him up. He looked latino, probably Brazilian, with handsome but smooth features. His dark skin seemed to radiate in the sun.

“New here?” Lewis asked, wanting to be nice.

“Yeah, just finished my treatment,” the new guy said, smiling broadly, with a soft Brazilian-sounding accent.

“Well you look great,” Lewis said, again looking the newcomer up and down. He was maybe just under 6’ tall, his cock was large, comfortably dangling between his legs as he walked. It must have been a good 14 inches soft, and supported by two baseball sized balls.

Similarly, his breasts looked amazing, gently moving up and down (as much as muscle tits move up and down) while he walked over to Lewis.

“I’m Rafael,” he said, extending his hand.

“Nice to meet you, I’m Lewis. Grab a seat,” he said, motioning to the chair next to him.

Rafael happily obliged. “How long have you been here?” he asked curiously.

“Day 7,” he said. “So perfectly in the middle. I am getting excited about leaving already though. We launched my profile today so things are getting serious.”

“How was the help with the whole process?”

“Oh, it’s great, honestly you’ll love it here and you’ll get so much help with everything. I had a goal in mind and they are hopefully making that happen but even if you don’t, they talk through all your options.”

Rafael seemed to relax a bit after that.

“But how did you find the growth?” Lewis asked, curious to hear more from the Latin stud.

“Oh god, it felt amazing. I never thought I could feel anything like that in my life. I kind of wish it hadn’t stopped but then…” He thought for a moment. “I’m sure I won’t be the tallest guy here, or the most hung, or indeed even have the biggest breasts. I am just excited about being here in the first place and taking this opportunity.”

“Well, I can tell you that you do look amazing. I am sure that once your profile launches you will be an immediate hit.” And Lewis meant it too. He had quickly come to realise that there were still not that many PecX men who provided this sort of service. He knew there were PecX men all over the world but a fair few just wanted the look and paid for it out of their own pocket.

And he had heard the rumours of Pectose, cage-like farms. But if that was true, those guys left without any debt, so didn’t have to work or utilise their bodies in the same way the studs coming through this tit hotel had to.

So by now he figured there were only a couple of hundred men available. No wonder he was the first ginger. And on top of that, the demand for tit men was insane!

He spent quite a long time talking to Rafael, who couldn’t help but stroke his newly grown breasts and nipples.

Late in the afternoon Matej sat down to join them.

“Hey Matej, good to see you! This is Rafael, he just grew today,” Lewis said as Rafael stood up to introduce himself to Matej.

“Oh hello, handsome,” Matej said, sounding impressed as he looked the Brazilian stud up and down. “The growth suits you very well.”

Rafael smiled. “Thanks, I am very happy with the result.”

And so they sat chatting for a bit until Lewis was getting a bit fidgety.

“What’s up, Lewis?” Apparently Matej said, noticing Lewis wasn’t his normal relaxed self.

“Oh, I’m sorry, I’m just being a bit silly,” Lewis answered cryptically.

“Why?” Rafael chimed in.

“Well, just… The guy who I met here first had to leave this morning and he was just damn gorgeous and usually in this situation I would go and fuck him but now, I have to be more polite.”

It just all came out in one breath, clearly it had been bugging Lewis for a while.

“Wait—you have fucked a lot of the guys here,” Matej objected.

“Yeah but I can’t just go up to most of them and ask to have sex. It needs to be a bit more organic.”

Matej laughed. “I guess so. But hey, we’re your two new buddies. Why don’t we all go upstairs and show Rafael what these…” (And he bounced his tits) “can do.”

Lewis smiled and to his delight, Rafael nodded enthusiastically. “Yes! Let’s do it!”

And so they went upstairs. It turned out Lewis’s suite was closest and so they went into the living room and for once, he decided to take charge.

He knew Matej, from getting his tits fucked last night, so wanted to start his focus on Rafael. Besides, the newly grown stud deserved it.

And so as they came in, Lewis pushed Rafael gently against the wall and started to kiss him. He allowed their big tits to push into each other and he heard an audible gasp in the middle of the passionate kiss. Just the desired effect he had hoped for.

When they broke the kiss, he could see Rafael was already starting to get hard, his thick shaft slowly rising. Matej leaned in from the other side and did the same, and Lewis watched with pleasure as the two tit men kissed.

Realising that Lewis wanted to take the lead, Matej got on his knees and eagerly started to worship Rafael’s hardening cock. At the same time, Lewis eagerly continued to kiss the Latino stud, while using his hands to massage the underside of his huge tits.

Both Lewis’s and Rafael’s cocks rapidly hardened under the intense stimulation. Matej had taken it upon himself to worship both huge cocks at the same time, and Lewis could feel his own cock already eagerly dripping precum.

“Now, what do you want to try Rafael?” he asked rhetorically as the kiss briefly broke.

Rafael looked like a kid in a candy store, and Lewis knew what he wanted to do. He took both of the men through to the bedroom of his suite and laid the latino stud down on the bed, immediately straddling him. It was his turn to fuck a set of tits.

As he straddled Rafael, Matej smirked. He had clearly taught the ginger tit stud well.

Matej had his own ideas though and sat down at the end of the bed and continued on his work to worship Rafael’s still-hardening cock.

“Now Rafael, are you ready for this?” Lewis asked as he grabbed some lube.

He could see in Rafael’s eyes that he wasn’t quite sure what was going to happen, and yet he could also tell that, whatever it was, he wanted it. And so as the Brazilian simply nodded, he squirted some lube on to his cock and into the massive cleavage formed by the two massive mounts of muscle underneath him.

With that, Rafael knew what was happening and almost gasped. It was as though he had never considered it before and was starting to question why he hadn’t. And so Lewis placed his thick cock head at the base of Rafael’s huge pecs and started to push.

As the mounds of muscle parted to make space for the invading shaft, Matej lifted up Rafael’s legs, also squirted some lube and gently inserted a few fingers into the still-tight ass.

The two sensations caused Rafael to moan loudly, possibly louder than he had ever moaned before. After a minute of getting used to having a cock invading his pecs and fingers in his hole, Matej could feel his hole twitch.

He took that as the sign to replace his fingers with his cock, and eagerly lubed up his own hard cock and gently inserted the head into Rafael’s ass.

The two studs heard Rafael almost scream, the size of Matej cock almost a bit too much. Lewis sat still to allow Rafael to get fully used to the invasion and after a few moments, Matej advanced his.

For Lewis, that was the moment for him to start fucking the big tits again. And he pushed up gently, leaving just enough space for Matej do also really start fucking.

Soon the two tops found their rhythm, simultaneously fucking the newly grown stud’s pecs and ass. When Lewis slowed down, so did Matej, and when Matej sped up, so did Lewis.

It must have been one of the hottest fucks Lewis had ever experienced. Rafael appeared to be in ecstasy, his eyes slightly turned inward and moaning uncontrollably.

They managed to maintain the rhythm for a surprisingly long time but after a while, Lewis couldn’t hold back anymore. With just a few more strokes, he could feel his balls contract and within moments his cock started to pump a huge load straight through the huge pecs and onto Rafael’s handsome face.

At the same time he could hear that Matej was coming close and as he took a moment to breath Matej moaned loudly. And just as Matej was coming, Rafael’s cock erupted as a fountain. covering all three studs in stream after stream of cum.

As Lewis withdrew his cock, Matej did the same. “Come on, let’s shower,” Lewis said with a smile.

It was a good thing the showers in the tit hotel had been made for huge men, because somehow they all fitted quite comfortably. The three studs soaped each other up, giving Rafael the opportunity to worship both their tits.

It was a lovely end to a long day and the two studs went back to the massive bed. After a few more rounds they fell asleep, content, in each other’s arms.


The next morning, each of the studs went their separate ways (after another good fuck, of course). Lewis went to check in with his consultant.

“So, Lewis, how are you feeling today? You look energised!” she said enthusiastically.

“Well, yes, I do thanks for noticing. I am having a great time here, but I am excited to get out there as well and see what this new life brings.”

“Well, at the moment I am still authorised to act on your behalf. We pushed your profile out yesterday and I have to say you were an immediate hit. It seems as though you were the kind of person many of your target audience were looking for, although we’ve had some request from less wealthy individuals, who are still willing to pay your rate.

“For now, this is our proposed schedule. It sees you staying in New York to meet with new clients every day, with one day off on Sunday. You will join them each day at 3 p.m. and leave them by 11am the next day. This means you have some time off. One person has requested you stay for the weekend.

“Out of the 12 dates agreed, 11 have agreed to pay the full $5,000 per day. This makes us think that we could possibly up your day rate a little for future bookings, which is why we’re only proposing the first two weeks.”

“Seriously?” Lewis replied, shocked.

“Yes. You could even go back to any current offers and say that due to demand you’ve had to up your rate to see who is really serious, and that your new base rate is $4,500, with a $2,000 rate if they want to be guaranteed a date.”

“Do you think many would hook off?”

“Well, not necessarily. There were actually 23 attempts made to book at the higher rate.”

“So why are you not proposing all 12 dates come from this pool.”

“We think it’s sensible that you choose someone every two weeks who you want to be with. Obviously your costs will deter some people, but we still think there will be people there that you want to be with.

“Of course, you can’t know exactly who you will be with but they will provide a small profile and a few discreet photos.”

She handed Lewis a tablet with 50(!) requests at the lower rate and he started to scroll through. Most of the men were middle aged, which he kind of expected.

He searched the screen for a filter and decided to filter out the businessmen. He was looking for someone who was stretching themselves to pay for his services and that he wanted to sleep with.

He found a quite attractive looking twink, a young looking guy in his mid 20s.

He clicked on the profile and read through it. It said that he had long been saving for his dream PecX man and that although he hadn’t quite saved enough, Lewis was his dream guy—his ginger hair, fair skin, huge cock and tits forming the perfect package.

“Hey, I think I’d go for this guy. But offer him a rate of $500 instead. Maybe I’ll do it for someone who deserves it once a fortnight. And make it a call out. With all the other income I’ll book a nice hotel for two nights.”

The consultant smiled. “That’s a very nice idea—I’m sure the rich men will get somewhat boring. I assume you want to keep the price advertised at the higher rate though?”

“Yes, I expect word at some point will get round though…”

“Most people are pretty confidential. But if it does, we’ll let you know. We keep an eye on this kind of chatter.”

“Oh really, wow. That’s great?”

And so Lewis returned to his day. The first two weeks fully booked and with a bank balance already $38,000 heavier.

He immediately booked himself onto some first class flights to New York and as decided to book himself into a nice hotel for two nights, rather than the PecX hotel. He booked a one-bed suite in the The Plaza on 5th Avenue. He was getting really excited.

“Uhm Lewis…” A young man, who had seen around helping out, cleaning the facility, knocked on the door.

“Hey, what’s up.”

“Sorry to interrupt but I was asked to deliver this message to you.”

The cute twink had thick black hair and a soft Scottish accent. He handed him a folded note. Lewis opened it curiously.

TO: Lewis Souter,

You haven’t met us, but we’re two PecX men in New York and we thought you may enjoy meeting us during your stay. We invite you to our apartment in the West Village for a night and hope you may join us for some company. We always enjoy meeting the PecX men traveling through our beautiful city.

Yours, Jamar and Michael

Attached was a photo of two incredibly hot, black tit studs. Fuck. Lewis couldn’t say no to that offer.

“Let them know I will join them. I’d love to see them on my first night, before I meet any clients, if they would be happy to have me?”

The twink smiled. “I will let them know.”

Just as he was about to walk off, Lewis called after him. “Hey dude, what’s your name?” he said, taking the twink aback.

“Jason,” he replied shyly.

“You look a bit young to work here.”

“Well, the reason I only work here is my age. They don’t let men grow into PecX men until they’re 25. I’ve just turned 19.”

“Oh wow. So in the meantime, you want to spend your time around us?”

“I suppose so…”

“What do you mean, you suppose so?” Lewis asked, kind of knowing where this was going.

“Well… I guess I want to be like you guys for sure. But in the meantime, it would just be nice to spend some time with one of you.”

“You mean sexually?” Lewis said, getting a bit impatient.

“That too, sure. But you’re all kind and lovely people too. I love working here with you guys.”

“What time do you finish your shift?”

“Actually in 30 minutes. This was really my last job.”

“Well go and finish it and come up to my suite. But of course only if you want to.”

“Oh very much so, thank you!”

Lewis went upstairs to his suite, making sure it was nice and tidy. He sat on the sofa reading for a while, waiting for Jason to make his way back up.

After a while there was a knock on the door and Lewis got up and opened the door.

“Come in man,” he said.

He could see Jason was nervous. “Come and grab a seat. Do you want a drink?”

Jason just nodded.

“What do you want? Do you need some liquid courage?” he said, sounding understanding.

“Uhm. Maybe just a little?”

“I’ve got a bottle of whisky—if you want to try some?”

“Oh sure, yeah. It’s the drink of my people after all,” he joked, pointing at his mouth, and by extension his voice.

“It’s all right Jason. I would be nervous too. But no need to. We’ll just do what you want to do.”

He gave him a glass of whisky and they both took a sip. A warm glow filled Lewis’s throat and chest and Jason seemed to relax.

“So, what do you want to do?” he asked.

Jason thought for a second.

“I want to try your milk,” he said, fully confident. “And maybe fuck you or even have you fuck me,” he said the last bit while looking at Lewis’s huge cock.

“My milk hey? I haven’t been milked yet. Not properly,” Lewis said honestly. He had seen other guys do and he knew he had leaked milk for quite a few guys but a proper milking… That needed some real stimulation.

“Oh really?” Jason said, sounding disappointed.

And so Lewis explained. “… In short, you would need to really spend a good time worshipping these babies,” he said bouncing his pecs.

“I think I can do that,” Jason said happily.

And so they went through to the bedroom and Lewis encouraged Jason to get naked. The twink complied happily, undressing and revealing a trim and smooth body. Lewis was especially impressed with his cock. The twink must have had a nice 8” soft cock, although now that he was naked it rapidly seemed to harden.

Lewis laid down on the bed and Jason eagerly climbed on top of him, straddling his huge chest and happily got to work.

Lewis had been worshipped by a few guys in here by now, but no one had worshipped him quite like this. The young Scotsman had clearly been fantasising about this moment for a long time and eagerly used both his hands and his eager mouth to get in and around every inch of Lewis’s huge tits.

“Fuuuuck,” Lewis moaned, Jason’s skill-full mouth and hands sending waves of pleasure through his body. More quickly than previously he could feel the stimulation in his tits becoming intenser and intenser.

“Fuck man, I don’t know what you’re doing but that feels incredible.”

Jason briefly looked up and smiled. “You didn’t think I hadn’t looked into how this worked did you?” he said with a cheeky smirk.

Lewis smiled as Jason put his head back into the huge cleavage now at his disposal.

It took maybe ten minutes before Jason first put his mouth on Lewis’s huge nipples. He had been using his hands extensively to stimulate them but it was as though he had been saving his lips and tongue for something.

And when he did so, Lewis understood. A sudden jolt of pleasure flowed through his body and a feeling he had only ever felt in his balls started to build up in both his muscled breasts.

After another few minutes, by which time Lewis’s nipples had been extensively dribbling milk, Lewis knew it was about to happen, although he had no clue how. He didn’t think his tits would explode with cum the way his balls did.

Of course he was right. Milking was a very different ballgame, and it took Jason’s expert skills with both his hands and his mouth to get Lewis’s thick milk flowing properly.

But once it had started to flow, it did so generously. Lewis moaned with pleasure, as though he was experiencing an extended cum shot. Jason in the meantime, tried to lap as much of the milk up as possible, drinking it eagerly.

Nevertheless, some of it spilt on Lewis’s thick cut abs, slowing making its way down to his cock, forming in a bit of a pool in the deep crevices the between the slabs of muscle.

After maybe 5 or 10 minutes, the flow stopped, his tits drained. But he still felt incredibly horny, his dick rock hard. Jason moved down and looked at the puddle of pec milk and put some on both of his hands and started to use it as lubricant for Lewis’s massive cock.

“I hear pec milk really works great as lube when taking a PecX cock,” Jason said with a cheeky smile.

Lewis moaned again, new waves of pleasure going through him. His eyes widened as he saw what Jason was intending to do. The twink carefully put the huge head at his tight hole, keen to try and take it. With a bit of effort, the head slipped in and Jason let out a loud gulp, clearly still a bit surprised that he managed to get it in.

He slowly let gravity lower his body onto the huge shaft and to Lewis’s shock, more and more his cock disappeared into the seemingly cavernous twink.

“Fuck that’s incredible!” Lewis said excitedly as almost two thirds of the shaft disappeared within minutes.

And then it stopped. There was still maybe 5 inches to go but Jason was no longer moving or making attempts to fit it in.

“You okay?” Lewis asked, concerned.

“Yup. I just think that’s all I can fit…”

“Do you want me to fuck you like this?” Lewis asked, not wanting to hurt him in the process.

“let me try and ride it.”

And that’s what he did. Jason started to move his loosening hole up and down as much of the length of the huge cock as he could, now clearly trying to milk Lewis’s cock.

And Lewis laid back and enjoyed himself. It wasn’t the rough sort of fuck he had usually experienced in the tit hotel and so he gladly relaxed and let the feelings of pleasure and ecstasy wash over him.

It took the twink maybe 10 minutes before he released a flow of cum from Lewis. The first hard shot went straight into him, almost so powerful it pushed him off. But he clamped down, keen to take the remaining load.

There was no way he would be able to take it all, Lewis knew. And after a few spurts, the thick white liquid started to flow out of his ass and down the thick shaft.

As Jason got his ass off the still erupting cock, Lewis pulled him down and kissed him deeply and Jason eagerly reciprocated.

“Fuck, that was hot,” Lewis said, content.

“That was amazing,” Jason said with a big smile. “Hopefully they’ll let me grow a bit earlier because fuck me, I want a body like yours.”

“I hope so too, I’m sure you’ll look amazing.”


Lewis spent a few more days getting his schedule organised for the next few weeks. His first two months were fully booked by the time his last day came around. And although men were already lining up for after, he wanted to wait. He was keen to see what repeat business he might have.

PecX hooked him up with a PA. They quickly realised Lewis was about to become one of their most successful studs yet so they also started to book him in for public appearances and hooked him with a flat in London.

Lewis himself arranged for about 30 more outfits, meaning he had a broad range of normal, formal and fetish outfits that should please his client.

He did a bit of grooming, making sure had a good haircut and that any body hair looked neat and tidy. Jason helped him pack his bags, making sure Anthony’s note was secure.

The goodbye was a whirlwind that he strangely couldn’t really remember. That night he ended up back in bed with Rafael and Matej and this time to two hot studs enjoyed tag teaming Lewis together. But the next day he had to do the same as Anthony had had to do to him. He got up early in the morning and wrote a note to both studs, leaving them his number.

He then got properly dressed for the first time in two weeks (for more than just a photoshoot anyways). He had already carefully selected a pair of long trousers and a high-quality but informal looking button-up shirt. Someone else had already taken his luggage to the car and all he picked up was a light carry-on bag.

A limousine took him on the long road back down to London, straight to the airport. His first class ticket included a chauffeur service straight to the gate where he didn’t have to queue but was able to walk straight to his seat. Gosh, this was the way to travel, he thought to himself.

As he sat down, a member of cabin staff immediately came up to him and offered him a glass of champaign. Lewis politely accepted it and laid back in his seat.

He was so excited to get started.

Michael had prepared the spare room already, always excited to welcome PecX men into their house. It had been a few years since they had left that strange facility where he and Jamar had been transformed into tit men themselves.

And largely, it suited them well. It seemed to have given them increased social standing and they were now able to afford a very comfortable, almost luxurious apartment, in one of the residential skyscrapers in Manhattan.

They both did bits and bobs. They hadn’t taken the route of escorts as so many pec men seemed to do but they made a killer by running their onlyfans site—the highest grossing pages in the world. They also did a tonne of paid gigs and appearances around New York City and sometimes further afield. Together, their income came in at almost $4m last year alone. They were doing quite well.

And their specific version of PecX meant they had something most PecX men didn’t have. The ability to produce endless amounts of pec milk.

And so, although they didn’t escort, they did sell their wares. But they often had a great time milking each other, and were able to sell Single Tit Pec Milk (rather than milk from multiple men mixed together) for $100 a pint. Combined, they sold over 40 pints a day, meaning it formed almost a third of their total income.

In the beginning they had milked entirely by hand but quickly they managed to get a bespoke milking machine. About an hour a day was spent milking, with the bottling being done by a small bottling machine they had also bought. It had taken some investment but it meant they only had to do it five days a week and since the milk kept quite well, they always made sure they built up a small supply for their regular costumers for when they went away.

And they had kept in contact with PecX themselves, who were lovely and supportive of their ventures, without taking a cut of the money—as they did with some of the escorts in the first five years they were active.

And that’s how they found out Lewis was coming to New York. They would get a regular heads up about new guys coming to town and would always invite them over. Not everyone accepted but some graciously did.

The motivation was always the same. They loved tit men, and loved having sex with them. And Michael had to admit when he had seen the picture of the ginger stud he immediately hoped he would accept their invite.

His car was due any minute and Michael was strangely nervous. They had plenty of PecX men visit before but something felt different about this guy.

The bell rang and the concierge informed them that they had a visitor. Michael told him to let him up and a few moments later there was a knock on the door.

Michael looked through the peephole and the view almost took his breath away.

He had realised Lewis wasn’t just handsome, but he must have been one of the most stunning tit men he had ever seen. Besides Jamar, of course.

Jamar joined him by the door and smirked. “Good looking, I gather?” he said.

Michael didn’t answer but just opened the door and he could hear Jamar gasp as well as Lewis came into view.

“Hey, guys!” Lewis said excitedly. His English accent made Michael melt.

“Hey! So nice to meet you. I’m Michael,” he said excitedly, giving Lewis a big hug, feeling their big tits collide.

“That means you must be Jamar!” Lewis said, also giving Jamar a big hug. Michael could see something stir in both the studs’ trousers and smiled.

“Come in, you must be starving!” Michael said, taking one of Lewis’s suitcases.

“Oh, I’m okay actually. Benefit of flying first-class is that they actually feed you!” Lewis laughed.

“That’s very true. But have a bite?” Michael said eagerly. “Jamar has been cooking for a while now.”

“Oh, it was nothing Michael, if he’s not hungry let him be.”

“No no, it’s okay. I am keen to see what you two studs cook for dinner.”

“Well, its a special recipe we only use for PecX men, using our special sauce,” Jamar said with a wink.

He served a beautiful plate of restaurant-looking food, which a large piece of whitefish, some broccoli and potatoes in a white sauce.

“I can guess what that sauce is,” Lewis said, smiling. He took a bite and stopped mid-chew.

“What? Is something wrong?” Michael asked, worried.

Lewis finished chewing and swallowed before replying. “Wrong? Fuck no this is amazing. This is the milk you guys produce?”

“Well, it’s slightly seasoned but essentially, yeah.”

“Fuck me, that’s incredible. I can see how you sell this stuff.”

Lewis had apparently been reading up about Pectose milk. Michael wondered if he knew about its side effects.

“Yup, how do you think we manage to live here,” the two studs said with a big smile.

“So, Lewis,” Michael said as Lewis continued to eat. “What sort of clients are you seeing while you’re here?”

“Well, a pretty standard rich businessmen variety, I’m afraid. But geez, they are paying good money for this,” he said as he motioned down his body and bounced his pecs.

“I can see why someone would,” Jamar said, slightly turned on by the sight.

“Yeah it’s nuts. So I have 11 appointments—including a two-day one. And then of course there is appointment 12. Or number one I suppose.”

“Appointment 12?

“Yeah, I decided I would do one ‘charity case’ every fortnight.”

“Charity case?”

“Yeah, basically someone who has been saving up for years to meet a PecX man like myself and is about to blow all his savings on meeting me. I take a look at profiles, see if someone wrote something particularly nice, and then offer it to them at about 10% of the normal cost.”

“Oh, that is very nice of you!” Jamar said impressed.

“Yeah, it’s a bit selfish too, mind—I could do it for free if I wanted to. And on top of that I am picking people I want to sleep with. I spend all day entertaining rich middle-aged guys, I think I’ll need a break from it.”

Michael laughed. “Yeah, I can see that, for sure.”

“Well, tonight you don’t have to think about that,” Jamar said seductively, rubbing Lewis’s shoulders as he put his cutlery down.

“And am I glad for it,” he replied, turning around and gently kissing Jamar on the lips.

Michael could recognise the electricity and got up.

“Come on guys,” he said, waiting for both guys to break the kiss before taking them through to the master bedroom.

He barely gave Lewis a chance to admire the stunning view over Manhattan and the East River, pulling him into a kiss of his own. Lewis responded eagerly and when he stopped, he noticed Jamar was already stripping off.

Jamar revealed a huge and incredible set of breasts that Michael just couldn’t get enough of. “Fuck…” he whispered under his breath, noticing that Lewis licked his lips.

Michael started to slowly unbutton Lewis’s tight fitting shirt and although it hadn’t left much to the imagination, Lewis’s pecs out of shirt looked incredible. Michael couldn’t resist and immediately dove in, eagerly worshipping the huge tits, nibbling on the nipples and licking and feeling every crevice and every inch.

“All right Michael, can’t ever resist can you?” Jamar said, laughing.

“I can’t blame him,” Lewis said. “You are both so beautiful,” he whispered as he leant in for a kiss, which Jamar eagerly returned.

After the long impassioned kiss, Michael and Jamar helped guide Lewis to the bed, all three lying down and continuing the reciprocal worshipping and making out.

Slowly all three of their cocks sprung to life, growing harder and bigger with every kiss, every squeeze of a tit and every lick of a nipple.

It took a moment before Lewis’s mouth got anywhere near either of the two black lovers’ tits. But Michael could tell he was shocked that, as soon as he put his mouth on the nipple, some milk started to come out.

“Wait—what?” Lewis said, taken aback.

“We’re not the usual PecX men, remember. We were specifically grown for our milk. So we have more available. Have some, if you like.”

Lewis nodded. He was started to remember the research he had done before leaving the facility. He didn’t need to be told to enjoy the milk twice and eagerly got back to work on Michael’s tits, eagerly sucking out the milk.

“Hmmm yeah that’s it, dude, suck that milk out.”

Michael and Jamar didn’t often get someone worshipping their tits like this and so Michael was in heaven. After a few minutes Lewis pulled off, conscious he had neglected Jamar, and so turned around and started to worship his tits.

At the same time, Michael and Jamar happily made out. This was their perfect date, a milk-loving, tit-sucking PecX man.

The effects of Pec Milk hadn’t been scientifically proven, but Michael and Jamar knew very well what it did to a PecX man (and normal people too sometimes). It made them the most insatiable horny bottoms imaginable.

And so after 10 minutes of sucking milk out of the guys’ tits, Lewis sat up.

“Fuck guys. I am so fucking horny. Please fuck me!” Lewis said, almost sounding desperate.

Jamar and Michael smirked at each other. They had been here a few times.

Michael took the lead, treating Lewis a bit roughly by throwing him onto the bed into Jamar’s lap. Jamar immediately grabbed Lewis by his thick ginger hair and slapped his 20” cock on his chin. The ginger stud eagerly opened his mouth and without much hesitation, Jamar slammed his big cock deep into Lewis’s throat and it immediately bulged under the size of it.

At the same time, Michael got to work on his ass, briefly rimming it to see how malleable it would be. To his delight, he could feel his ass immediately open up and Michael didn’t hesitate much more. He lubed up his 23 inch cock and put the head at Lewis’s twitching hole before ramming the first 12 inches straight in.

Lewis barely flinched, very used to accommodating large cocks from his time in the tit hotel. And so Michael continued the invasion, quickly feeling his big balls slap against Lewis’.

And so he started to fuck—and hard. Lewis eagerly moaned into Jamar’s big cock, who smiled, enjoying the view of his shaft disappearing deep into the ginger stud’s throat.

The two boyfriends loved fucking guys like this together. And although they didn’t do it often, it always caused their aggressive side to come out.

And so they pounded Lewis into high heaven, and high on their tit milk, Lewis was lapping it up, eagerly taking the hard dicking.

After a while Michael had an idea. Lewis’s ass was one of the loosest he had ever had the pleasure of fucking (and it was an incredible ass to fuck, no doubt about it).

“I think this is the one to try,” he said cryptically to Jamar.

“You reckon?” Jamar replied, clearly knowing what his boyfriend meant.

“Definitely.”

Lewis looked confused by he didn’t really care. He was loving this treatment.

To his disappointment, Jamar withdrew his cock and managed to pick Lewis up, lifting him off Michael’s huge dick and throwing him to the side for just a moment.

Lewis was confused but Michael immediately laid down.

“Sit on his cock boy,” Jamar ordered, pushing Lewis down by his shoulders.

Lewis obliged, eagerly stuffing the big shaft back into his twitching hole. Cock seemed to be the only thing on his mind.

Michael smirked and pulled the ginger stud into a deep kiss and Jamar positioned himself between his boyfriend’s widely spread legs and put his cock parallel to Michael’s.

Lewis was still not quite sure what was happening but Michael stopped him from bobbing up and down and at that moment he could feel Jamar’s throbbing cock pushing into his ass.

Michael could see that it dawned on Lewis what was happening but he did not resist. Instead, Michael could feel his boyfriend’s cock starting to slip in next to his, and Lewis gasped.

“Fuuuuuck.” He let out a soft moan and Michael could feel his cock twitch deep inside the ginger stud’s ass, just seeing the pleasure on the ginger stud’s face.

“That’s right boy. Take our fat cocks,” Michael said, incredibly turned on.

Jamar and Michael had always wanted to find a boy they could DP. It would have to be a pecs man, because most normal guys couldn’t even take half their cocks, let alone two of them.

It wasn’t the main reason they had PecX studs visiting, they were just a lot of fun in general—but they were always on the lookout.

And so Jamar was slowly pushing his cock forward, now about half way in.

“Just a second.” Lewis sighed heavily, clearly not in pain but struggling nonetheless.

“Why don’t you drink some milk?” Michael asked him, noticing the grimace on Lewis’s face.

Lewis eagerly obliged as Jamar leant back. After drinking for a minute or two, Lewis sat up for a moment. As Lewis did so, Michael let out a low, approving whistle.

“Fuck, man,” he said, looking at Lewis’s abs.

Lewis looked down too. “Wow!” he said, more excited than anything else.

“What!?” Jamar said, curiously.

“This guy!” Michael said. “He has one of the most serious stomach bulges I have ever seen. The outline of our two cocks is clearly visible!”

The thought, and Michael and Jamar talking about it so excitedly, made Lewis’s cock twitch.

“And he likes it too,” Michael said with a laugh, as a thick drop of precum dropped on his tits.

Jamar pushed Lewis down again. He had a sense Lewis was more relaxed now than he had been a moment ago and so he seized the opportunity and pushed forward.

Lewis immediately let out another loud moan but didn’t resist. Michael had a sense that they were rapidly reaching the ginger stud’s limits but was keen to see how far they could push it.

Michael pulled Lewis back down into a kiss, trying to distract him from the ongoing assault on his stretched ass. Lewis eagerly used the distraction as his tits pressed against Michael’s.

For some reason the electricity of their huge tits touching sent a jolt of pleasure down Lewis’s spine and Jamar could feel his cock slide in deeper.

There were still a good couple of inches left and Lewis breathed in deeply as Jamar and Michael took another moment. Jamar could feel Lewis jolt as he gently pulled his cock out before sliding it back in. He continued the motion, slowing picking up to a regular thrusting motion.

To Jamar’s delight, with each stroke he could see just a bit more of his cock disappearing. And Lewis seemed to cope well. Although the ginger stud was breathing heavily, he was passionately making out with Michael and once in a while Jamar could see Michael scoop up some of the ample precum still dripping onto his tits, before feeding it back to Lewis.

“Fuck that’s it boy! Fucking take it!” Jamar said excitedly. This was by the far the furthest they had come and the sensation of their two huge cocks together, deep inside one fitted stud was incredible.

It wasn’t that much of a surprise to Jamar that it didn’t last much longer. There was still a fair few inches of his huge shaft left but the sensations started to overwhelm him and Michael’s heavy moaning suggested he was close to the edge too.

And as they could feel Lewis’s ass twitch, it sent them both over the edge. In almost perfect unison, their cocks erupted, flooding Lewis’s insides with gallons of cum. Where previously they could see abs, Michael could now see his stomach expand, becoming bloated as it filled up with cum.

And Lewis? Well they could tell he was loving it. When the torrent of cum started to fill him up, Jamar could feel tell, by the twitching of his ass, that the ginger stud’s own cook started to shoot a load. Soon, Michael’s abs and tits were covered in thick cum and the three studs collapsed, Lewis climbing off their cocks and lying in between them.

“Fuck man. That felt good,” Jamar said, sounding content.

“Yeah, we’ve never managed to DP anyone! Let alone that well,” Michael said, sounding very impressed.

“You got one heck of an ass man.”

Lewis smiled broadly. He was proud of his performance.

“So,” Jamar started, “where do you need to be tomorrow?”

“Oh, first I have a night off. But then I actually start with the guy I picked. I get two nights in a nice luxury hotel before starting the real work.”

“Oh good choice! Where are you staying?”

“The Plaza on 5th Avenue. It looked nice.”

“I hear it’s great! I guess the guy’s fee will mostly just go the hotel room.”

“I suppose that’s true. I want him to have a nice experience though.

“Oh of course, no doubt.”

“Hey…” Michael suddenly said, having been quiet for a bit.

“What?” Jamar asked, recognising the look. It was the look Michael had when he had an idea that was maybe a bit outlandish…

“What’s this guy like?” he asked, before finishing his thought.

“Uhm, let me show you,” Lewis said. He got up, grabbed his phone and pulled up his profile. “This is him,” he said.

“He looks nice, although we can’t see his face of course,” Jamar said, looking at the pictures. It showed a skinny body, with a good ass and nice looking dick. By no means a PecX man, but that was to be expected.

“Well…” Michael eventually continued, “we could join you. Really give him a night to remember.”

Jamar had been looking at Michael, first a bit confused but as he spoke his eyes grew wide. “Wow, Michael! That is not a bad idea!”

Michael smiled. He hadn’t thought it had been one of his wilder ideas, just a bit out there perhaps.

“Do you not think you would terrify the hell out of the guy?” Lewis asked, liking the idea a lot but worried all the same.

“Well…” Michael thought. “Sure, you wouldn’t want to impose on him. But at the same time you want to give him the option…”

“Yeah, sure. But you don’t really want to phone ahead. You want to keep an element of surprise,” Jamar added.

Lewis thought for a moment. He totally agreed with them, but how would they achieve it?

“Wait…” he eventually said. “I could get you guys to be waiting in the bar downstairs, while I receive him in my suite. I then ask him what he thinks of the idea, maybe show your profiles and say that you are able to join, if he wants you to. If not, I drop you a text and you can just head off. But if he does, you can come up to the room and join us.”

“Okay that sounds like a good solution,” Jamar said, sounding excited.

“Agreed. When is he coming?”

“Well, I have a night off first and to be honest, I just want an evening alone. To myself. It’s been ages since I’ve had some me time.”

“Haha, I can appreciate that. Well, you go do that in the morning but for now, do you want a night cap?”

Lewis didn’t speak but just turned to Michael and sucked some milk out of his huge tits.

Jamar smiled. I guess that’s that settled.


The next morning, the three could not help but have some more fun, even before they had a chance to have breakfast. But Lewis said he was keen to explore New York a bit and so by midday they said goodbye to the hot ginger stud.

“Time for some milking?” Jamar said to Michael, who simply nodded.

The milking had never become a chore for the two studs, their huge tits continued to need to be milked regardless so the process brought them a lot of pleasure and welcome relief. And so they sat down, as they did many days, on the sofa and turned on the TV.

Jamar open the milking kit, which was elegantly built into the coffee table as to hide it but yet make it convenient. He placed the two suction cups for Michael on the table, and placed his own over his huge tits.

“Are you coming?” he shouted, keen to get started.

Within moments, Michael darted out of the bathroom. “Sorry!”

He sat down next to Jamar and placed the cups over his own tits before leaning over and pressing the button on the device in the table.

Immediately a soft, but noticeable pressure was applied. Jamar had always been amazed how gentle this machine was compared to the rough one back at the Pectose facility.

But despite its apparent lack of power, milk immediately started to flow, first slowly but within a matter of minutes it was doing so quickly, and the gallons of milk started to get pumped into the storage container.

As Jamar and Michael sold their milk as single-tit milk, the milk from each tit was collected carefully in separate containers. From there, the bottling would be done automatically, ready for distribution.

And so the couple sat there, for an hour, as they did every day. They chatted and mused and thought to the following day, when they would either really make someone’s day or actually scare the crap out of them.

“What do you think we should do tonight?” Jamar said after a while, realising they had no plans until the next day.

“You know what, Jamar…” Michael said, with that same grin on his face he had yesterday. “I wanna do something filthy.”

“Oh, really?” Jamar said, both shocked and pleasantly surprised at the same time. “What were you thinking?”

“I dunno, to be honest. I feel like we don’t get seen enough. We haven’t done a live webcam session in ages.”

Jamar thought for a second. Michael was right. It had been ages since they had done something like that. And it usually got really good feedback and some new sign ups too.

“But you said something filthy?” Jamar said, still curious to see if Michael had something else in mind.

“Not sure. You got any suggestions?”

Jamar was a bit disappointed. He had hoped for something more concrete.

“We could find another tit guy? Although we really should’ve filmed the DP with Lewis last night.”

“Yeah not what I meant…”

“Wait! Why don’t we see if the dungeon is free?”

“Oooh yes! We haven’t done that in ages.”

An hour had now easily passed and they had produced enough milk for the day and although it was still flowing generously, Jamar could sense his nipples were getting sore. He turned off the machine, removed the suction cups, got up and grabbed his phone.

It rang briefly before someone picked it up.

“Hey, Mark. It’s Jamar here. Is the dungeon free tonight?” he said.

“Oh hey, man. Good to hear from you. As luck would have it, we are actually! Benefit of a weeknight. You want it all night?”

“Sure, let’s go for it. Keys in the normal place?”

“Yes! I will text you today’s lock box combination. Entry is at 7pm!”

“All sorted then?” Michael asked when Jamar came off the phone.

“Yes! We have it all night. You want it the two of us or find a third who wants to join us?”

“Well… Why don’t we find a sub?” Michael said, sounding kind of excited.

“You want a PecX man, tonight?”

“I suppose ideally?” Michael said, with a cheeky smile.

“Well, we could ask Tyler if he knows anyone?” Jamar said, remembering that Tyler, a few years ago, had offered to introduce them to any tit man they may want to meet. “Why don’t you give him a call?”

Michael went off and called Tyler as Jamar went to make some lunch.

As Jamar was preparing some fresh guacamole, Michael walked back into the room.

“Tyler said he knew someone who would probably be up for it. He said he would call back to confirm.”

“All right, have some food in the meantime.”

As they sat and ate they discussed their ideas. They hadn’t done a proper kinky scene in a while and obviously the final scene would depend on the sub but they had a few ideas…

Their preference tended to be leather, at least for themselves. They had some great leather outfits, from trousers to jocks, harnesses and shirts. They had some proper leatherman outfits!

But they had more, including lycra and some rubber. So they could cater could to quite a few different ideas.

“Michael speaking,” Michael said picking up his phone.

Jamar could only hear some murmuring, but he assumed it was Tyler. He looked at Michael as he spoke and his handsome lover smiled.

When he hung up the phone a moment later, it immediately buzzed and the screen lit up, showing a message from Tyler.

Michael opened it. “This is the guy he suggested. He’s up for it apparently.”

On the screen was a photo of a tit stud and Jamar and Michael smiled. He was very good looking.

Michael scrolled through the pictures. It was a young guy, Latino-looking. They knew he was at least 25, considering that was now the minimum age to grow and had been so for a few years, but his face looked as though he was younger.

They couldn’t tell how tall he was, but as all pec studs, his body was incredible. A perfect v-shape leading down to a narrow waist, strong, tree-trunk like legs, amazing arms… and of course those incredible breasts.

But what almost took the two studs most by surprise was his ass. They had never seen an ass that big or well-sculpted. “Perfect, I think,” Michael said with a big smirk.

“Just depends on how kinky he is?” Jamar said, definitely agreeing with him.

“Let’s find out shall we?”

They called the number Tyler had given them and it rang briefly before someone picked up. “Hello?”

“Hey, we got your name from Tyler.”

“Oh, hello, Sir.” The tone immediately changed, his submissive side immediately coming out when he knew who was calling.

“What’s your name?” Jamar said.

“Felipe, Sir.”

“Excellent, Felipe. You up for a session tonight with us two?”

“Yes, Sirs. It would be a pleasure.”

“And you’re okay with being filmed for our Fan page?”

“Yes, Sirs!”

“Excellent. What are your limits?”

They spoke for a little while. Felipe seemed like a very lovely guy. He spoke with a soft Spanish accent and occasionally he would laugh nervously.

Jamar looked at Michael and Michael smiled, seemingly content. It sounded like their evening entertainment was sorted.

Note: this chapter contains scenes of aggressive BDSM. Please skip this chapter if you are offended or are not comfortable reading this type of content.


Felipe stepped out of the cab, proudly just wearing his lycra suit. It was mostly black, with some red and white panels across the body that highlighted his extraordinary muscles. He didn’t often go out just wearing that, accompanied by his thick leather boots, but he was never nervous doing so.

When Tyler had reached out, asking if he wanted to serve two hot black PecX doms, he had not been able to say no. In fact, he had been so excited, that he had cancelled his paying date in favour of an evening with the two studs. It was worth doing something for yourself once in a while. And his paying date had been happy to reschedule for another night, desperate to get his hands on Felipe’s beautiful tits one day.

He reached the address he had been given, with the instructions to turn up in an outfit that he thought best showed off his body, but could still be seen outside. The insinuation had definitely been that it would be something most people would not wear in the streets, and so he had gone for this somewhat risqué look.

And he knew that this look especially, hid nothing. Even the panelling around the crotch had even been designed to highlight the size of his cock.

So, as he rushed down 2nd Avenue, still in broad daylight, it was safe to say he was turning a few heads. But he didn’t care. He was proud of his body. And since PecX had become the desired look, plenty of people looked at him in longing.

He smiled. He only had the body for a year, and was now 26. He had come to New York from Puerto Rico when he was 19 but never thought this would be the route he would take. But he loved it. He made great money, even if he was still repaying the insane loan he had to take out to be able to afford his PecX body.

But, it was worth it. He got to travel the world, meet some good clients and especially make great friends.

Tyler, as the original PecX stud, was seemingly the social glue that brought together PecX men from across the world. He had established himself, together with both Jake and Drew, as the go-to person for all your PecX stud needs—if you just wanted something spontaneous rather than going through the formal PecX profile pages. And he knew a lot of studs who didn’t use those pages themselves. He had settled down in a luxurious penthouse in SoHo and his two personal trainers had gone down the PecX route too and they became the most desirable men in the city.

Together, the three studs would bring together huge groups of PecX men, enabling them to network amongst each other, sharing client lists, making references and having a tonne of fun. To be a successful PecX man in the long term, you had to know Tyler.

Rumours even had it that Tyler had tried to take another round of PecX. And that was how they discovered that every guy had a PecX limit, which was reached after a single dose.

And it was on this beautiful, sunny evening that Felipe was grateful that he had received one.

He reached a mysterious looking door that corresponded to the street address Michael and Jamar had given him. He rang the bell and within moments the door buzzed and Felipe pushed it open. He entered a normal looking corridor and followed stairs up before reaching another door. He rang another doorbell.

It buzzed again and he stepped into a small hallway. On one side was a box, marked ‘Slave Possessions.’ He had remembered the instructions and so placed his bag, including phone and wallet, into the box.

He could feel his heart beating in his throat, nerves washing over him. But he knew that the introductions from Tyler were always solid and that he had nothing to fear.

Once he was done he ran through the next instructions again. He briefly hesitated before knocking three times, one slow and two quick, just as he was told.

The next door opened and now the scene changed. If the stairwell and hallway had looked normal, he knew he was no longer in a normal place now.

The walls were painted black, and a thick, heavy leather seemed to cover the floors. The ceiling was a dark crimson red and the room was dimly lit.

In the middle of the room, clearly waiting for him, were Jamar and Michael. They looked incredible. Both were wearing heavy leather bulldog harnesses with the bottom straps seemingly pushing up their thick heavy tits. This was combined with a leather jockstrap, leather chaps and knee-high leather boots.

Felipe immediately got to his knees, ready to submit.

“Good boy,” Michael said, sounding impressed. “Are you ready to serve us?”

“Yes Sirs. Your wish is my command.”

“Well then, boy. Come here.” Jamar motioned him to come over and Felipe stayed on all fours and crawled towards the huge studs.

Jamar reached down and grabbed him by his thick, dark brown hair, pulling him to his feet. He was immediately pulled in for a passionate kiss, causing his cock stir as his huge breasts were pushed against Jamar’s. He fucking loved that feeling.

At the same time he felt something more unexpected. Michael was fastening heavy leather restraints around his ankles while Felipe was still being passionately kissed.

And then Michael aggressively pulled his arms back and put another set of restraints around each of his wrists. Jamar then broke off the kiss and pushed Felipe’s mouth down toward pec level.

He understood what needed to be done and eagerly put his mouth around one of Jamar’s huge nipples and started to suck. Immediately milk started to flow and Felipe eagerly drank the rich liquid, gulping it down.

Somehow, Felipe could feel his hole twitch, as though he was hungry for cock.

In fairness, he kind of was.

“All right, bitch. Let’s see what you’ve got,” Jamar said with a smirk.

Felipe was getting very excited, the tight lycra now showing the perfect outline of his hard cock leading up towards his tits, kept in place by the tight fabric covering his whole body.

Felipe could hear Michael attach some clips to the restraints on his wrists, while Jamar attached them to the ones on his ankles. Then, with the simple push of a button Felipe heard a motor run and his ankles got pulled into the air until the were about level with his wrists. He could feel his muscles get stretched but it wasn’t uncomfortable.

“Okay boy,” Jamar said. “We know you’re a PecX stud and could take our cocks easily but we like our boys loose. So we’re gonna have a drink while we open you up a bit.”

With that, Michael positioned a fuck machine equipped with a big dildo at his hole. It must have been at least 15 inches. He could feel his butt zip being opened, exposing his still tight, but hungry hole. They lubed the dildo up generously before briefly fingering his hole open. It opened up without much effort and before he knew it, the dildo had been shoved up to the base into his hole and the fuck machine was turned on.

The machine immediately pulled the dildo back out, first slowly and gently, massaging Felipe’s insides. It stayed at the gentle speed for a few minutes, and Michael and Jamar disappeared from view. Felipe was sure he heard a door close.

Felipe hung there, shackled to the long chains suspended from the ceiling, for what seemed like a long time. With each stroke he could feel his ass getting stretched and stimulated, filling him up with every stroke, slowly at first. But as he hung there, the machine slowly started to pick up the pace.

With every stroke, it seemed to go slightly quicker, as if someone was controlling it using a remote control. Actually—Felipe realised—someone probably was controlling it using a remote. The initial movement had been gentle, and very pleasant, but as it sped up Felipe could not resist and started to moan.

He was unsure how long he was hanging there but all the while his cock was throbbing, cum leaking through his suit.

“Fuuuuuck,” he moaned as it went on for longer and longer, his balls seemingly being drained just by the sheer amount of pre leaking from his cock.

But nothing else happened until suddenly, the machine just stopped. Felipe had been hanging there with his eyes shut, the pleasure too intense. When the machine stopped, and he opened them again, and Michael and Jamar were standing over him.

They swiftly removed the fuck machine and Felipe immediately felt weirdly empty. But with one swift motion the dildo had been replaced by a what must have been a big buttplug, although the latino stud had not seen it before it went in. He just knew it was enough to make him feel full again.

Michael lowered his legs back to the ground and his two masters immediately moved to undo the shackles from his ankles and arms, but keeping the leather restraints firmly in place.

Michael undid the zipper at the back of the suit and helped Felipe remove it completely.

“Best not to have anything on for this next bit,” he said with a wicked smirk on his face.

Jamar let out a low and approving whistle as the true sculptured nature of Felipe’s body came into view, each crevice and curve perfectly accentuating his size and muscles.

“You are stunning, boy,” Jamar said approvingly as he ran his hands over Felipe’s beautiful tits.

They reattached the clips to his wrists, raising up his arms, pulling them high above his head. A second set of ropes was attached to his ankle restraints, spreading his legs wide.

To both his excitement and fear, he saw Michael appear with a flogger and he took place behind him. At the same time, Jamar stood in front of him and looked him directly in the eye.

“Every time we hit you, you will count and say, ‘thank you, Sir.’ Is that understood?”

Yes Sir.”

To his surprise Jamar then placed a leather hood over his head, covering up his eyes but leaving his mouth exposed. Felipe was taken aback by the move and was now completely robbed of his vision, and the thick leather seemed to impair his hearing too.

And then it started. One hard flog on his back.

“One. Thank you Sir.”

Crack

“Two. Thank you Sir.”

It stung a bit, mostly around the middle of his back. But so far it wasn’t too bad. But it had only just began…

Crack

“Three. Thank you Sir.”

Crack

“Four. Thank you Sir.”

And so it went on. It started slow at first, perhaps to ease him into it, Felipe thought. But he wasn’t convinced. At 15 cracks of the flogger, Felipe could feel his back start to become incredible sore, and his voice started to break as he tried to say…

“16…” He hung off his chains, finding it more difficult to support himself. “Tha-tha-thank you… Sir…”

But Michael was ruthless and did not give Felipe a break. Crack after crack hit Felipe’s back and he obediently counted up as the tears started to stream down his face, the inside of the leather hood quickly becoming soaking wet.

“twenty… twen-twenty five. Thank… Tha-tha… thank you Sir.”

But it wasn’t followed by another crack. He could feel Jamar push down his hard, throbbing cock which was immediately followed by a hard punch to the gut. Felipe immediately collapsed as much as he could, his arms being held up by the strong chains. He held back the noise of crying but the tears were nevertheless streaming faster with each punch.

“Very nice abs, boy. I am impressed,” Jamar said, and for one brief moment Felipe felt very proud. And then it was immediately followed by another punch.

And somehow Felipe loved it. With every punch he could feel his cock throb and more and more cum leaking out.

“Fuck you like that, don’t you boy?” Jamar said, clearly enjoying himself.

“Yes Sir,” Felipe said, breathing heavily.

“Well then, I hope you’re ready for this,” Jamar said and Felipe could almost hear the smirk on his face as he said that.

And with that, Felipe was dealt another punch to his stomach.

Immediately followed by another crack of the flogger.

And then a break.

“What the hell, bitch?” Michael said aggressively. Felipe was confused for just a moment until he realised.

“26, thank you Sir!”

“That was a bit too fucking late wasn’t it? You can start at one again!”

“And you will want to count both the flogger and the gut punches,” Jamar said in his domineering voice. “So both now start at one!”

Felipe took a deep breath. He was gonna have to try and keep track of both.

Crack

“One. Thank you Sir.”

Bam

“One. Thank you Sir.”

Felipe was already in pain and yet he still felt his cock leaking. He must’ve been covering the whole floor of the dungeon. But Michael and Jamar didn’t seem to care.

Crack

“Two. Thank you Sir.”

Bam

“Two. Thank you Sir.”

Bam

“Three. Thank you Sir.”

Bam

“Four. Thank you Sir.”

Bam

“Five. Thank you Sir.”

Crack

Shit. Felipe thought. He paused for a brief moment.

“Three. Thank you Sir.”

Bam

“Uhm. Six. Thank you Sir.”

Crack

“Four, I think? Thank you Sir.”

Crack

“Five. Thank you Sir.”

Bam

“Uhm. Six. Thank you Sir.”

Wrong!” Bellowed Jamar loudly, immediately dealing another blow to Felipe’s tight abs.

“Sorry Sir!” Felipe was panicking, unsure how his masters would react.

But to his surprise and relief, someone pressed the button and he could feel his arms being lowered. At the same time, he felt the leather hood being undone and removed from his face, directly meeting Jamar’s deep brown eyes.

“You will get punished for that boy.”

Felipe gulped but nodded. “Yes Sir.”

With that, Michael stepped up to them, having undone the ropes that had tied down his ankles. They both removed the leather cuffs from his ankles and wrists.

“Now, stand up with your legs straight underneath you and your arms by your side.”

Felipe did as he was told. Of course he couldn’t stand with his legs perfectly straight—they were far too big for that. But he stood with his quads as tightly against each other.

Without much warning, Michael and Jamar started to wrap him in tight black cling film, starting at his ankles and slowly making their way up, passing the long roll back and forth. Within moments, his legs were tightly wrapped, unable to move them at all.

But of course, they kept going, making sure Felipe’s huge cock and balls were left out. Felipe couldn’t help but be turned on by the feeling of the tight plastic hugging his muscular frame, restricting his movements completely.

With another few wrap-arounds, they reached his magnificent breasts. Felipe hadn’t been sure what they would do here, but the two guys had obviously prepared for this. With a few well coordinated moves, they had somehow managed to encase his shoulders and neck, but leaving his huge tits exposed. Felipe felt his cock twitch, incredibly turned on while he could only slightly move.

Jamar slipped the same hood from earlier back over his head, limiting his vision again. They had clearly wiped the inside because he no longer felt the wetness caused by his tears.

He could feel that Michael placed a hand at each shoulder, as Jamar pushed, slowly lowering Felipe onto the leather floor.

Felipe was pleasantly surprised that the floor didn’t feel too hard and combined with the bondage he felt oddly comfortable. Blinded by the mask, he closed his eyes in an attempt to relax.

But obviously Jamar and Michael weren’t about to let him have a break. Indeed, within a moment one of the two studs was straddling him and he could feel a set of thick, muscular thighs squeeze his upper body.

At the same time, another hand grabbed hold of his hard shaft and seemed to encase it in a thick rubber, all the way to its base.

Felipe could feel a thick, cold liquid being spread in the deep crevice between his pecs. Another moment later he could feel a thick cock at their base which started to force the two thick muscle mounts apart.

Simultaneously, the rubber sheath around his cock started to move up and down and was quickly accompanied by a sucking effect. He moaned softly as the stud fucking his pecs started to speed up the pace. A moment later he felt a pair of hands reach up from over his shoulders and started to massage his big, hefty nipples.

He moaned even louder, the stimulation of his pecs getting fucked, his cock getting milked and his nipples getting worshipped almost too intense to handle. Within a moment he could already feel his balls churning, having been turned on from the moment he walked through the door. And so, without missing another stroke, his cock erupted like a fountain, filling the rubber sheath up before it was quickly pumped out.

“Hehe that’s it, you fucking bitch. Shoot that load,” Michael said, clearly pleased that Felipe had come so quickly.

But the milker didn’t stop, and neither did the stimulation on his tits. His balls recovered quickly though and as his pecs continued to get fucked, his nipples continued to get rubbed, massaged and pinched.

Quickly Felipe was once again moaning loudly, the stimulation once again reaching a climax.

“Fuck yeah boy, come again for us,” he heard Jamar say, although with the hood on he still couldn’t quite pinpoint whether it was Jamar or Michael fucking him.

And with that bit of encouragement, he could feel his balls again start to explode. And although it was only a few minutes after his first orgasm, he could easily feel another 10 ropes of cum leaving his body and once again get pumped away.

But it didn’t stop, and Felipe could feel his cock and balls start to ache.

“Oh please, no more,” he started to beg but his tormentors just started to laugh. He wasn’t using the safeword so his begging was just part of the play.

And then, without much warning, he suddenly could feel his hood get covered in a big load of cum as the stud fucking his tits started to shoot a massive load, covering his muscled neck and leather hood in thick cum. After a few more strokes, he got up and the other one took his place, immediately shoving his cock deep into the deep valley between his big muscular tits.

Felipe moaned again, more loudly as the pump on his cock continued to suck. But now it was taking more time, the immediate edge being taken off by the the first two loads he shot.

But now his balls were aching as his breasts were getting fucked aggressively. And he still could not move or resist, the tight bondage constraining his every move.

And so Felipe took it, as the obedient slave he was meant to be. When his cock next started reach orgasm he started to moan louder and louder, the pain almost becoming unbearable.

Simultaneously the stud fucking his tits seemed to get close, as he could sense a heavy breathing.

And indeed within moments he could once again feel his neck and leather hood get covered in shot after shot of cum.

After that he felt the stud, whoever it was, get up and quickly attach two nipple clamps to his swollen tits. It made Felipe scream in pain but at the same time it felt incredibly good and seemed to stimulate him enough to once again bring him to the brink of orgasm.

But his balls were really taking their time. And while his nipples were clamped he could now only hear the aggressive pumping of the machine; it seemed as though Jamar and Michael had once again disappeared.

He lay there, struggling in the tight confines of his bondage, but he wasn’t sure how long it had been. With each stroke of the machine, a strange combination of pleasure and pain flowed from his balls through to the rest of his body, causing him to wither and scream.

But he wasn’t released. Instead the machine sucked another load out of him. And after what must have been another 30 minutes, a fourth load followed, although it was significantly smaller than the previous ones.

For a moment Felipe thought that this should be it, he couldn’t take it anymore. But he was not given any relief. Instead a strong, forceful pair of hands shoved what appeared to be a dildo deep into his throat. With another few moves, a thick leather strap was fastened around his neck, forcing the dildo to stay in place deep down Felipe’s throat.

He gagged, the dildo being surprisingly long, but after a few moments of breathing carefully through his noise, the gagging subsided.

While getting used to the assault on his throat, Felipe had barely noticed the ongoing pumping of his cock but as he breathed carefully, he came hyper aware of the feeling of pain and dread that now seemed to radiate from his balls.

The milking machine was working hard to bring him to his fifth orgasm and somehow the oral abuse was quickly bringing him closer. He moaned into the dildo, more constrained and helpless than ever. And somehow more turned on than before.

And so without too much more effort, he came a fifth time, shooting his load to immediately hear it get pumped away so that the milking machine could continue its torment.

And it did indeed continue. The pain in his balls and cock was now unbearable. He had never felt anything like it. But there was nothing he could do and he wasn’t yet at the point that he wanted to. He wanted to go through this ordeal and make his masters proud.

For Michael and Jamar this would be easy, their Pectose treatment meant they were made for this. But for Felipe, even PecX didn’t prepare him for getting his balls drained quite in this way. He had far better stamina than any ordinary man, but this…

And so as he lay there, the machine did its work. All the while, the dildo gag and buttplug were doing their best effort to assault his holes.

In fact, to his complete surprise, the buttplug started to vibrate.

Great. He thought, Just what I need. Another sensation.

But it seemed to give that little extra boost Felipe needed. And although his cock was aching more than it had ever done, he also once again felt aroused.

He squirmed and moaned and just another couple of minutes later his sixth cum shot finally started to erupt from his huge cock. The machine continued its steady pace for a few more moments but then he felt it slow down and eventually come to a stop.

The buttplug kept vibrating for another minute or so but eventually that too stopped. Felipe wanted to sigh deeply but the dildo was still lodged deep in his throat.

He laid there for a few minutes, breathing calmly as nothing happened. To his his shock and horror the machine then turned on again and the buttplug started to vibrate again too.

“Fuck!” Felipe wanted to shout, but the dildo prevented him from doing so.

And so he had no choice but to lie there and take it. He was unsure how long the machine took this time but after what seemed like a lifetime his balls started to feel as though they were churning out a seventh load.

Felipe moaned loudly, wanting to scream but unable to do so much as move.

When eventually his balls erupted, it was a small load and the machines turned off again.

A moment later, a rough tug under his head quickly undid the leather strap and the dildo gag was removed swiftly. Another moment later the hood came off and as he met Jamar’s deep, handsome eyes he could feel that Michael was carefully cutting the cling wrap open.

“We weren’t planning getting that last load out of you. But you needed punishing for your inability to count,” Michael said, sounding aggressive.

“You want some water?” Jamar asked in a completely different tone as he helped Felipe sit up.

Felipe just nodded. His head was spinning and he suddenly realised how dehydrated he felt. Jamar put a sports bottle to his lips and Felipe eagerly drank the fresh water. He also immediately realised that Jamar and Michael knew how to look after their sub.

They had a short break, allowing Felipe to catch his breath and recuperate. He eagerly drank some more water and had a small, energising snack. The buttplug was still comfortably deep in his ass.

“All right, boy?” Jamar said, having just returned from the loo.

“Yes, Sir,” Felipe said, sensing he needed to be fully back into sub mode.

He looked up and only just saw Jamar. He had changed into an incredible skimpy lycra thong body suit. The red suit was more like a full body harness, with a strap of lycra above and below his huge breasts, with straps down his sides highlighting his incredible carved sixpack, and a simple pouch bulging under the pressure of his massive cock. They were matched by a pair of bicep straps and gauntlet style gloves.

It was only then that Felipe noticed that Michael had come in wearing the same suit but in a vivid white.

All he could do was stare in awe at his masters. They looked incredible and this was exactly the sort of look he loved going for himself.

“Put this on, boy,” Michael said in a commanding tone, handing him a rubber surfsuit. With the help of some talcum powder, they helped him into the suit.

Felipe looked into the mirror and was impressed. The suit was perfectly tailored to his huge body, and somehow pushed his tits up and emphasised them more. Its white and red colours perfectly matched the suits worn by Michael and Jamar.

They led Felipe to a simple leather bench where he was told to get on all fours, showing off his rubbered ass.

Felipe could feel his ass zip being opened up, exposing his loosened hole and the buttplug inside it. With a gentle pull it came out and he immediately somehow felt empty.

But evidently that’s what they had in mind. Michael used a small bucket of lube next to the bench to lube up his hand and started to slowly finger Felipe’s hole.

At the same time, Jamar walked around the bench and Felipe knew what to do. As he obediently opened his mouth, Jamar took his cock out of the pouch of his suit and eagerly inserted the huge shaft and forced it deep down the latino’s throat.

He could feel Michael starting to really spread his ass open. It had already been loose and within moments he was knuckle deep inside their muscle slave.

Michael just smiled, delighted to see that Felipe was keen to get his ass filled. And so he gently kept working on it, occasionally adding more lube and using both his hands to slowly stretch Felipe’s ass beyond its previous limits.

It progressed surprisingly quickly and although Felipe couldn’t see it for himself, after just a few minutes most of Michael’s fist was inside him. Felipe could even feel his own cock returning back to life after having previously been drained of seven loads in a row.

At the same time, Jamar started to aggressively assault Felipe’s mouth, keen to drain a load inside the PecX stud. And so he grabbed a tight hold of Felipe’s head and started to fuck his throat, first slowly but then picking up the pace as he realised that Felipe could handle the aggressive fuck.

And just as Jamar started to fuck hard, Felipe could feel a soft pop and realised Michael had managed to get his whole, huge fist in. The black stud slowly pushed forward, before pulling back out. He immediately went back in, gently at first.

But quickly, Felipe’s destroyed hole seemed capable of more, and so Michael eagerly started to punch his hole more quickly. Felipe moaned loudly into Jamar’s big cock, the pleasure from his ass now quickly spreading through his body and becoming very intense.

But Michael kept punching and Jamar kept fucking, soon their movements seemed to be in sync and the pleasure Felipe now felt was perhaps the most intense he had ever felt.

And then it stopped. As he felt the lube drip from his wrecked hole he took a deep breath, and looked at Jamar and Michael.

The two studs looked at him, impressed.

“Fuck boy, you can take some dick,” Jamar said with a smile on his face.

“And I have never punch fisted a guy, not even a PecX stud!” Michael said, sounding in awe. “My hands are usually too big!”

Felipe just blushed. The two studs had done a lot of the work, making him feel at ease and giving him one of the hottest experiences of his life.

They changed places, Michael now holding his hard cock in front of Felipe’s keen mouth. As he started to swallow the shaft, Jamar lubed up his hands and slowly inserted his fist into Felipe’s accommodating ass.

It didn’t resist and Jamar let out a low whistle, sounding very impressed.

“Fuck, boy. I have bigger hands than Michael and after that punching streak, you have taken even my hands without any problems!” Felipe moved his ass proudly, as though he was wagging.

“Haha, you should be very proud indeed,” Michael said, smiling.

In their new positions things went a bit more slow and relaxed and Felipe was able to really focus on worshipping Michael’s big cock. At the same time, Jamar pushed on his ass and it felt as though his arm was soon going deeper than even some of the PecX cocks had done.

Felipe could see that Michael had his eyes closed for a while as he was getting sucked. When he next opened his eyes he had a shocked look on his face.

“Fuck, Jamar! That’s insane.”

Felipe was confused and briefly took Michael’s cock out of his mouth to look over his shoulder.

To his shock, it appeared as though all of Jamar’s forearm had disappeared deep into Felipe’s ass, and just up to the base of biceps. There it was stuck because Jamar’s muscles were too big to go any deeper.

Felipe just felt his hole twitch, surprised to be so turned on by the sight.

“I wanna try one last thing,” Michael then said and Jamar nodded knowingly before taking his fist out.

He motioned for Felipe to stand up and as he did, Jamar laid down on the bench. Felipe immediately understood and straddled him, letting Jamar’s huge cock slide into his ass.

“We tried this last night with someone. It was the furthest we’ve ever come,” Michael said as he positioned his own huge cock at against Jamar’s and started to push. “But tonight we may succeed.”

After the punch fisting, this was the easy bit, and Felipe could feel his ass eagerly open as the two cocks slipped in.

He had already taken Jamar to the base, but Michael’s dick had a long way to go. Inch after inch slipped in and Michael eagerly pushed on and Felipe held steady.

With every push he felt fuller and fuller, being stretched to the limit. But his own cock was rock hard and pushing against Jamar’s big tits.

To distract himself he bent over, and started to eagerly suck on Jamar’s huge nipples. The milk started to flow immediately and he eagerly drank it.

Seemingly, that was all his body needed for the final push as the sweet liquid made him so horny that his ass loosened further and suddenly Michael found his huge cock nestled deep inside Felipe, right next to his lover’s.

Fuuuuuck,” moaned Michael. “That’s it. That’s fucking it!”

“Fuck, I can’t believe you managed that!” Said Jamar excitedly. Together the two studs started to move, in sync with one another. And as they did so they started to give Felipe the fuck of his life.

Felipe moaned loudly, the pleasure filling his body was extremely intense. He eagerly kept nibbling on Jamar’s tits, sucking the milk out. And as he did so, Michael and Jamar were able to pick up the pace and fuck him hard.

The three moaned together, the pleasure filling their bodies intenser than they had imagined. After moments Felipe moaned loudly “I’m gonna cum!”

And he wasn’t kidding. Despite his seven orgasms earlier, he shot an enormous load straight into Jamar’s tits and over his face. At the same time Michael and Jamar also started to shoot their huge loads, filling Felipe up with their thick cum.

To his surprise Felipe noticed his stomach started to bloat as it made space for the insane amount of cum. After a few moments, Michael retreated and Felipe got off Jamar.

“You may want to use this for the way home,” Michael said smiling as he handed him a buttplug.

Felipe gladly accepted. He wanted to savour this feeling for a while.

Jamar pulled him in for a passionate kiss and they made out for a few more moments. Then Michael kissed him deeply as well.

Eventually they opened the door into the playroom and Felipe gathered his belongings. For the way home he had thankfully brought a comfortable outfit and so he threw on a hoodie and joggers—although of course they didn’t make any effort to hide his huge body.

They said goodbye and Felipe walked out of the door and ordered a rideshare. This had been an incredible night and he was not about to forget it. He hoped he could come back for more!

Jack sat on the subway, more nervous than he had ever felt. He had come in on the N train from Queens and had sat there for the whole journey unable to focus on anything.

The train reached 5th Avenue. It was only about 2:30 p.m.—he was still a bit early. So he slowly walked over towards the Plaza, nervous and excited.

In many ways, he was relieved. He had planned to spend all his savings and then some on this little jaunt. But by some pure luck, he had been given a discount.

See, for many years Jack had wanted to sleep with a PecX stud. Not just because he thought they were incredibly hot, but also because he wanted to be one. But as he was only 19, there was no way in which he could become one himself for another six years.

And then there was his obsession with their cocks. He had been using oversized dildos for years to try and prepare himself for this. And he noticed he had been pretty fucking good at it.

So now that he was at college in New York, he knew he had to try. He had worked all of last summer without spending a dime, and had been working hard all year to save up some more money.

And he had been stretching his ass to try and get ready as much as he could in his free time.

And then suddenly, about a week ago, he had been alerted to a new profile on the PecX website. A ginger.

Jack had a soft spot for gingers and had been very disappointed that there were no PecX studs who worked as escorts and were ginger. But when he opened Lewis’s profile, he was sold. And the guy was going to be in New York in a week!

So he put a bid in. He went as cheap as he could but he knew that even that would be above his budget. He would have to borrow some money. But this was too good a chance.

Safe to say he was astounded when he got a message back from Lewis saying he wanted to offer him a reduced rate. $500. All in. He would even welcome him to his suite at the Plaza.

This was too good to be true. But he hadn’t dared to ask any questions and instead booked immediately and wired over the money. For that amount he could get another round! Or save towards maybe getting it done himself one day.

So there he was, walking into one of the nicest hotels in New York. More nervous than before, he had been instructed to ask for Lewis at the reception, who would meet him in the lobby.

He had been unsure how to dress. The combination of a fancy hotel, and yet the reason for the visit, had made him hesitate. But he had opted for a smart pair of black skinny jeans and a tight fitting blue jumper. The top layer concealed his crop top and jockstrap, signalling just that bit of slutty he had hoped for.

He knew the tight fitting clothing emphasised how skinny he was, yet he didn’t care. But the blue of the jumper did perfectly compliment his blond hair and he knew his ass looked pretty good in the jeans.

He wiped his sweaty hands on his jeans, and tried to look confident. With a slightly shaky voice he walked up to the reception and asked for Lewis.

“Certainly. I will let Mr Souter you have arrived. Please grab a seat.”

Jack obliged and sat down, his heart seemingly beating faster than ever. He sat and twiddled his thumbs for what seemed ages but then suddenly a man stood in front of him and he looked up.

“Jack Wright?” the ginger hunk asked.

Jack was barely able to respond. As he looked at Lewis he was in complete awe. He had only once seen a tit stud, and never this close up.

“Uhm… Jack?” Lewis asked again.

Jack snapped out of the moment and looked Lewis into his handsome blue eyes. “Yes, sorry. You must be Lewis.”

“Haha, yes I am. Why don’t you come with me.”

Jack stood up and Lewis walked him towards the lifts. He pressed one of the buttons and said nothing. Jack tried to breath calmly, he felt as though a panic attack was coming on.

He just looked at Lewis. The tit stud was wearing a pair of perfectly fitting jeans and a deep red turtle neck. The tight woollen fabric showed off his body in a perfect, yet understated way. Jack was immediately getting horny and turned on.

Another moment later, they were walking down a fancy looking corridor and Lewis confidently swiped his card, opening the door to his small suite.

“Come in, and make yourself comfortable. Can I get you a drink?” He asked, sounding very professional. If Jack had been less nervous he may have noticed that Jack’s voice was also somewhat shaking.

“Uhm. Just some water please,” he said as he sat down on the sofa.

They sat for a bit, doing small talk and as Jack relaxed he started to breath slowly and felt his nerves going away. Lewis had told him of his recent growth and that Jack was in fact his first client. And knowing that this was a big first for both of them had made both of them feel much more relaxed.

“So, Jack. I assume you want to get started in a moment but I wanted to ask you something first.”

“All right.”

“So, I have a proposition for you, of sorts. You can say no to this, I really want you to know this. But I told some friends of mine that I was doing a meeting with one client who maybe couldn’t quite afford it but who really wanted to be with a PecX stud.”

“Right…”

“Well—they thought it was a great idea. And they offered to join me.”

Jack was dumbfounded. He had so many questions but didn’t know where to start.

“Uhm…” was all he could get out of his mouth.

“Don’t worry. It’s up to you. It won’t cost you anything extra. They just wanted to join because they thought it would be a fun and nice thing to do for someone. Here, I will show you their pictures.”

He got out his tablet and pulled up their shared profile, showing their pictures—faces first and then the rest.

Jack didn’t know what to say. The two studs he was showing were gorgeous. He hadn’t seen their pictures before—they must not have had a public profile.

“Uhm. So no extra cost? Just pro bono?”

“Haha yes, you could say that. But no obligation.”

Jack stirred. Just looking at the pictures had gotten his cock rock hard.

“No, that would be nice. If they’re sure. How long would it take for them to get here?”

“They’re downstairs in the bar and have a key. I told them to wait for my text. If you had said no, I would’ve just asked them to leave.”

Jack smiled. Lewis seemed like a really friendly and considerate guy.

“I wouldn’t be able to say no to that offer,” Jack said without thinking much further.

So Lewis texted the studs and while they were waiting, he took the opportunity to get changed. In the bedroom, he put on a simple neoprene harness that perfectly highlighted his tits, and a pair of short shorts that made his bulge look insanely big and his ass even bigger.

Jack, still sat in the sitting room of the suite, slipped off his jumper and shoes. The crop top revealed a hairless core, with a faint hint of abs showing.

Lewis walked back out of the bedroom, revealing himself to Jack in all his glory. Jack gulped and could feel his cock twitch again. The ginger tit stud looked incredible.

Lewis smiled. “You look really great in that outfit,” he said, smiling and sounding genuine.

“Thanks. So do you.” Lewis walked up to him but just at that point there was a knock on the door.

“Ah, that must be them,” Lewis said as the door unlocked and opened. Jamar and Michael confidently walked in.

“You must be Jack?” they asked, each shaking his hand. They seemed friendly and had big smiles on their faces.

“Uhm, yes—that’s me,” Jack said, both nervous and excited. They were both stunningly handsome and their leather jackets somehow made them look even bigger than he had imagined.

As they took off their leathers they revealed just topless torsos, with thick leather bicep straps stretching out over each arm and heavy harnesses pushing their tits up.

The wave of anxiety that had come over Jack when they had knocked now faded again. He wanted to get to the action now. Surrounded by three tit studs his imagination had gone into overdrive.

He managed to gather some confidence and walked up to Lewis—the original object of his desire—and kissed him on his lips. He had to push into Lewis’s thick tits to reach his lips and the feeling of the muscled chest pushing into him felt amazing.

When the kiss broke, Lewis smiled. He was glad to see that Jack seemed to have lost most his nerves. He picked him up with ease, his huge muscular body easily able to carry the skinny twink.

In their conversations previously, Jack had made it clear he didn’t mind being manhandled and so Lewis threw him onto the big luxurious bed.

Jack just smiled. This was a great beginning. Jamar and Michael joined them, removing their jeans to reveal bulging leather jockstraps. They looked incredible.

With Jack on all fours, Michael came up to him and positioned himself at his head. But Jack had other ideas. He made way for the black stud who got the hint and shuffled down, placing his tits at perfect head level. Jamar then sat down, with his leather-clad bulge hanging over his lover’s face.

At the same time, Lewis gently pushed his finger into Jack’s hole. As Jack had expected, Lewis met very little resistance. He had spent the last week almost permanently plugged to stretch his ass as much as he could. And before he left he had removed the plug but ensured he was well lubed.

And so Lewis started to finger him, gently at first but he seemed to quickly notice that Jack’s ass was much looser than he had imagined.

But Jack couldn’t just focus on the sensation in his ass. In front of him were a magnificent set of muscle breasts and so he eagerly started to use his hands and mouth to worship the beautiful tits.

Michael started to moan as Jack eagerly started to suck on his big nipples. What Jack wasn’t ready for was the immediate flow of thick muscle milk—he had only heard of the Pectose men but had no idea that Michael was one of them.

And he hadn’t realised the milk would taste so good. With just a single drop of milk in his mouth he was hooked and eagerly started to suck. Above him, Jamar and Michael laughed, but sounded surprised. They had seen the effect in guys many times. But it wasn’t often they found a non-PecX stud who was affected by it.

“I guess he was born to take our cocks.” Jamar smiled knowingly and Michael nodded. They loved it when guys loosened up because of their milk—hell, they still loved to drink each other’s milk too!

And so Jack drank as Jamar and Michael could both feel their cocks harden. Jamar eagerly released his from his jockstrap and it was potentially the only thing that was going to distract Jack from the huge tits.

When he glanced up and saw the almost two-foot-long cock in front of him he had to try it. Jamar lowered it down to his mouth—it was so long Jack barely had to move to lick the head.

But Jack hadn’t trained his mouth to take cock—his focus had always been on his ass. And so it took a bit of effort to get the head in but when he managed, Jamar moaned loudly.

At the same time, Lewis continued to open up Jack’s ass. Not that there was much opening up to do, he was impressed with how well prepared the cute twink appeared to be.

And so after just a few minutes of fingering his hole, Lewis didn’t want to wait any longer. Jack could hear a squirt from a bottle of lube and braced for what was about to come.

“Sure you ready for this, Jack?” Lewis said in both a caring and domineering tone.

“Yes Sir!” Jack said eagerly. This was pretty much his wildest fantasy coming through.

And so Lewis placed his cock at Jack’s twitching hole and gently pushed. Jack moaned loudly into Jamar’s cock, whose cock head was still in his mouth.

“Yeah, that’s it, baby,” Jamar whispered as he gently stroked his back. “Why don’t you drink some more of that muscle milk.”

Jack complied as he wrapped his lips around Michael’s right nipple and began to suck. Somehow he immediately felt his ass loosen and Lewis pushed ahead, with a few inches sliding in easily.

Michael put his hand on Jack’s head, forcing his mouth to stay on his nipple and so Jack eagerly kept sucking. From the corner of his eyes he could see Jamar gently jack off his huge cock, enjoying the scene in front of him.

And Lewis’s cock just kept going deeper and deeper inside him. If he could’ve seen it, he would’ve noticed his stomach was starting to bulge as inch after inch of PecX stud cock slid deeper into him.

“Ooooh fuck!” Jack moaned eventually, momentarily stopping with the drinking of Michael’s pec milk.

“Yeah, you’re doing really well man. Keep drinking that milk and you’ll do even better,” Lewis whispered softly.

Jack obliged and he could see Jamar smile encouragingly from above.

Then, out of nowhere, Lewis stopped his invasion. Instead, he pulled out most of the length he had managed to get in and in one swift motion slammed it straight back in.

Jack almost screamed, with pain and pleasure flowing through his body. But he had been prepared for this. He arched his back a bit further, as if to say “bring it on.”

And Lewis eagerly obliged, firmly grabbing a hold of Jack’s skinny waist. He started to slowly pump his cock in and out of the twink’s deep ass and with every stroke he seemed to get a bit deeper.

Jack continued to moan into Jamar’s cock, and Jamar now decided to also take charge. He grabbed a hold of his head and gently started to fuck his head. Knowing a cock like this could do some serious damage, he took it slow and only used the first few inches.

But whether Jack had drunk enough milk or had just relaxed, he was able to swallow a bit more every time and he felt the thick shaft force his throat to open up.

Somehow his gag reflex didn’t kick in, and instead he managed to swallow about half of the black stud’s dick until it hit an invisible wall.

But Jamar seemed content, and just started to slowly use his cock to fuck his face and started to speed up the pace.

And so there was Jack, sat on all fours on the bed, getting his hole stretched to its immeasurable limits and his throat slowly opened up. His own sizeable cock (for a non-Pec stud at least) was rock hard and dripping cum onto Michael’s abs.

Michael all the while, just seemed to be enjoying the show. Occasionally Jack would take a big drink of milk from his pecs. But Jack couldn’t leave the pecs unattended and so continuously used one of his hands to feel them, massage them and worship them.

Fuck yeah!” Lewis suddenly shouted. And then Jack felt it too. His balls had slapped against his ass. He had taken the full length of the stud’s dick.

It had probably taken Lewis fifteen minutes of slow and rough fucking, alternating between the two as he invaded Jack’s ass. But when he was in balls deep, Jack felt incredible. He knew there had been no dildo that was quite able to prepare him for PecX cock but he was glad to see that he had done a pretty good job.

“Ready for this, bitch?”

“Fuck yes, Sir!”

This didn’t come out of the blue, Jack had said Lewis could get dominant. If Lewis managed to get balls deep, he could get as aggressive as he wanted.

And that’s what the ginger stud did. Within moments, Lewis had started to fuck at an incredible pace. Jamar took the cue too and ripped Jack’s face off his cock and shoved it into Michael’s thick pecs. He immediately started to worship them with his mouth, licking every crevice and muscular vain.

Jamar took aggressive control over his head by grabbing his hair tightly, every couple of minutes forcing him to alternative between his own cock and his lover’s tits.

And Jack? Jack was in heaven. He had not imagined a first date with a PecX stud to have turned out even somewhat this good. His cock kept dribbling cum as Lewis slammed his cock way past Jack’s prostrate.

Eventually, Jack sensed that Lewis was reaching climax. And he wasn’t wrong. After a few very hard and rough strokes, Jack felt the first torrent of cum fill his insides, soon followed by another and then countless more.

“Fuck, that’s it, man. Take my load,” Lewis moaned deeply.

A few moments later he slowly pulled out, leaving Jack’s hole ruined and gapping.

Jamar had let go of his head and Jack used the opportunity.

“Anyone up for sloppy seconds?” he asked with a cheeky smile.

“Fuck yes!” Michael said eagerly. Having felt the twink get pounded over him, he wanted a slice of the pie himself.

“Go for it babe,” Jamar said. “But only if he can be on his back.”

Michael seemed to know exactly what Jamar had in mind and grabbed a pillow from the bed before lifting Jack up and carrying him into the sitting room.

Jack was rather confused but went with the flow. Lewis followed them into the room and sat down on the sofa as Michael cleared the coffee table before putting the pillow down on top of it.

They laid Jack down, thankfully light enough for the coffee table (a PecX stud would’ve broken the table immediately). Jack was excited to see what they had planned and immediately Michael used his cock to start opening the stud up.

Now Michael was by far the best hung in the room. At 23 inches, his cock would be a bigger struggle than Lewis’s, especially as it was just a bit girthier.

But Michael lubed it up generously and started to push ahead, immediately causing Jack to moan. At the same time, Jamar put his 20” shaft at Jack’s lips, who obeyed and eagerly opened up.

To Jack’s surprise, with his head hanging over the edge of the coffee table, Jamar managed to immediately shove half his cock down the twink’s throat, with only the slightest gag reaction. And so Jamar decided to press on, enjoying the stud’s reaction and seeing his potential.

Lewis by now was starting to stroke his own cock, slowly hardening again.

Jack was in heaven, or so he thought. He could feel Michael push forward, stretching his hole that bit further than Lewis had. He moaned softly as both Michael and Jamar started to fall into a rhythm, fucking both his holes at an ever increasing pace.

How long that went on for, Jack didn’t know. He was in ecstasy, the constant assault causing his cock to drip with precum.

“Jamar, I think he needs some milk if he’s going to take the rest of this,” Michael said after a while.

Jamar obliged happily, leaning over Jack to feed him his milk. Of course, Jack eagerly complied and started drinking Jamar’s fresh tit milk, lapping it up for minute after minute.

And Michael immediately noticed the difference, his cock sliding in a few more inches, a clear bulge forming in Jack’s skinny midriff.

“Keep drinking Jack, you’re doing really well!” he said, wanting to encourage the twink to take more. It was a real treat fucking a non PecX stud who could take this much of their cocks!

“Fuck yeah, Jack, keep drinking that milk,” Lewis now added in, the scene in front of him easily reviving his cock.

Jack could feel his own cock twitch. The encouragement of the hot tit studs was helping him relax more, although the milk was having a much greater effect.

And indeed he felt his hole somehow getting even looser with every drop of milk he drank. The sweet liquid was intoxicating and he eagerly kept drinking it.

But eventually Jamar apparently had enough and got up, aggressively grabbed Jack’s head and shoved his cock back down his throat. Jack could feel his cock twitch as he was manhandled.

And the invasion in his ass continued. Michael must have had about 19 inches of his thick cock deep inside the young twink. It was visible too, with every stroke of his giant cock, Jack’s stomach bulged further.

Lewis was now jacking off furiously and decided to help out. He wrapped his mouth around Jack’s cock, who almost jumped up with surprise. But within moments he was moaning more heavily than before.

Somehow Jack’s hole seemed to be giving off all the signs that he could take a hard fucking.

And that’s what he did. Without much further warning Michael grabbed Jack’s legs and started to fuck. With each stroke, he could see his own cock move inside Jack, revealing the true extent of his cock’s invasion. And with each stroke, his cock inched deeper inside, taking up more space.

Jack was now moaning harder than he had before, almost screaming into Jamar’s cock. But Jamar didn’t care and continued his own assault of Jack’s hungry mouth.

Jack was in heaven. He never thought that taking a single PecX cock would feel so good. But now he was taking two at the same time, and a third Pec stud was giving him a blowjob! He couldn’t believe his incredible luck.

And with that realisation, with the pleasure and stimulation overwhelming all other desires, he couldn’t take it anymore. He started to blow his load into Lewis’s mouth.

Shot after shot of cum erupted from his balls, easily the biggest load he ever shot.

But the two black lovers weren’t done with him yet. So as Lewis stood up they continued to fuck him harder and harder. Michael’s balls finally slapped hard against Jack’s ass, as Jamar’s cock still somehow managed to nudge deeper into his throat.

Jack somehow kept taking it. Although his body was spent, he was still glad to take the cocks, wanting to bring the two studs to climax.

It’s not like he particularly had a choice, and he was okay with that. He happily took the last few minutes of their onslaught.

When they eventually started to cum, Jack was convinced it was the biggest load of cum he had ever seen. And at the same time Lewis, who had been wanking ferociously, started to shoot his second load, covering Jack in torrents of cum.

Jamar managed to shoot most of his load deep into Jack’s stomach, and quickly Michael’s load filled up his ass even further. As the two studs withdrew their cocks, Jack breathed a sigh of relief. He immediately noticed his stomach was heavily bloated, full of two huge loads of cum.

And he was completely drenched by Lewis’s load too, thick heavy cum covering him. Lewis picked him up and carried him into the bathroom. Thankfully, the suite came with a huge walk in shower and as Lewis carried Jack in, Michael and Jamar made sure the water was running and hot.

They showered together, the three PecX studs helping wash and massage Jack carefully, washing off the cum. And of course Jack got the opportunity to worship the three studs in return, feeling their huge breasts and nipples, occasionally drinking some more milk.


They ordered dinner in the suite, and a great big feast was indeed brought through. Jack watched in amazement as the Pec studs ate and ate—they must have been starving.

He wasn’t too hungry himself, with his stomach still full of cum. But he obligingly ate a bit as they chatted.

“So Jack—tell me,” Lewis said eventually as he emptied another plate, “do you want to be a PecX man yourself one day, or was it purely an erotic interest you had?”

Jack smiled and thought for a moment. “Initially, it was just an ‘erotic interest’, as you put it. I was fascinated with the huge muscles and the huge cocks. I began exploring quite extreme anal play...” He paused. “Yeah that’s probably fair,” he continued after thinking for a moment. “For a guy my size, some of the toys were rather huge. But as I started to get deeper into—if you will—it started to feel amazing. These huge cocks deep inside me, I had never felt anything better!”

Lewis laughed. “I don’t think I’ve ever heard of someone who became Pec-stud-obsessed by that route…”

“Trust me, I’m not the only one. But the more you look at the photos, the more you want the whole package. The muscles were always a big point for me, but the tits… That took a bit of getting used to. But I started to see it everywhere. And really since I can remember, PecX men have been around and they have only become more popular.”

“Well yes, it’s been quite a few years now too since Tyler grew,” Jamar said.

“Right! And I just became infatuated with the idea of being with a tit stud—until I realised how good it felt to have a huge cock deep inside me. That’s when I wanted to find out what it was like to have a huge cock of my own—and how it would feel to have it deep inside someone else.”

“You’re pretty hung though,” Michael said.

“Yeah, I would be worried how big your dick would be if you grew,” Lewis said with a smile.

“Probably something like mine,” Michael said. “I think I was about your size when I grew.”

“Fuck! Seriously?” Jack said, sounding shocked.

“Yup. No joke.”

Jack thought for a moment. “So yeah—I want to be a PecX stud. But I would also love to be a Pectose stud. That milk you guys make, and the effect it has on others. Fuck!”

“Haha, yeah it’s awesome. Although we rarely see it have such an effect on non PecX studs. It had a great effect on Lewis recently but he’s got the growth behind him.”

“Oh really? I didn’t realise it didn’t usually affect ‘normal’ people.”

“Oh it affects people all right,” Jamar said with a big smile. “Just not in the way it affected you.”

“Otherwise no one would buy our milk!” Michael said laughing.

“So what is the effect then?” Jack asked, now confused.

“It almost is like a bit of a steroid. It wouldn’t ever cause someone to grow huge, unless they drank a lot of it. But it also doesn’t have the side effects of steroids.”

“Oh right, that’s kinda nuts!” Jack said, sounding impressed.

“Although we have a few regular customers who have been taking it since we went through the procedure. They are huge guys. But we’re just a bit bigger,” Michael said, his smile looking incredibly cheeky.

“And has anyone ever gone through the PecX process after 10 years on your milk?” Jack asked.

“They have tried, but it doesn’t have a great effect. It just grows the cock and tits, and the muscles will probably grow a bit, but there is no exponential growth if that’s what you’re hoping,” Jamar said.

“Yeah, they tried,” Michael added with a smile.

They sat there for a moment as none of them spoke.

“But if you want, we’ll happily share our milk with you,” Michael said after a while.

“What?” Jack said, now really confused.

“Yeah you seem a really cool guy. If you want our milk to grow before you’re 25, that’s totally fine with me anyways.”

“Yeah I don’t mind either,” Jamar added.

Jack thought for a moment. “No, that’s okay. When I go through the process, I want to really grow, not just my tits and cock.”

That made Lewis laugh. He hadn’t considered the idea himself per se but he had to agree with Jack. “The hottest part about going through it was my insane growth. I wouldn’t have wanted it any other way.”

“But, how do you get Pectose nowadays anyways?” Jack asked.

“Well, it’s quite rare. I hear Tyler takes in five guys every year for his personal pleasure who get the choice of normal or Pectose,” Michael said. “But the Pectose facilities themselves are super selective now. In our days it was tough but nowadays… I hear it’s almost impossible.”

“Tyler, however,” Jamar added, “would be much easier.”

“What do you mean?” Jack said, sounding confused.

“We know Tyler quite well,” Jamar explained. “And if you want, at the age of 25, we can introduce you.”

“I guess that just means I need to make sure I still know you by then?” Jack said, sounding said.

“That’s all right. We’ll look after you,” Michael said with a smile and a wink.

They exchanged phone numbers. Jack was ecstatic. This ‘date’ with Lewis had turned into something much better than he could have imagined. He now had two amazing Pectose studs looking after him.

Eventually they said goodbye to Michael and Jamar, leaving Lewis and Jack to spend the rest of the night together.

Thankfully for Jack, by now he had some time to recuperate. And so as they went to bed, he eagerly straddled Lewis.

It seemed to take Lewis somewhat by surprise but he smiled. “I can guess what you want, Jack.”

“Is that so?” Jack said cheekily.

“I assume you want to fuck these,” he said, bouncing his huge-muscled tits.

“Well, obviously.”

“You’ve got to earn it,” Lewis said with a somewhat wicked smile.

“Oh is that so? What have you got in mind?”

“Milk me. Milk my tits.”

“Oh really?” Jack said, smiling. “I guess I’ll have to get to work then.”

Jack had read that milking a PecX man was no mean feat, that it required passionate worship of the breasts with hands and mouth and whatever else you could do. But he had been keen to try it before he found out about Michael and Jamar. When their milk had started to flow so easily he had forgotten about milking normal pec studs.

But now he was very acutely aware of his previous desires and without hesitating he got to work. He knew it could take a while before the milk started to flow. He started by massaging the tits, first cupping them gently and feeling their weight move under his hands.

That weight… it was quite incredible. He massaged them gently, still focussing on the underside but as he worked he moved his hands around, feeling the full weight and size under his hands.

Of course he had seen them but there was something about touching them like this that felt surreal, as though he didn’t think it was somehow possible they the could feel this big and heavy.

Lewis started to moan, clearly turned on by Jack’s careful and deliberate worshipping. He now slowly started to lick, starting at the top end of the huge breasts and slowly making his way down the deep cleavage before reaching the underside.

He felt every vain, every curve and every inch underneath his tongue. The immense power and strength in these huge tits was palpable.

He now started to make his way to Lewis’s thick nipples, licking the left side gently, while using his hand to rub the right one. As he did so, he could feel Lewis moan. He licked the left one for a good minute before starting to suck and nipple, all the while not forgetting about the right one.

After another few minutes, he switched sides, now using his other hand to work the left nipple as his mouth worked on the right. Lewis was now starting to moan louder, the stimulation in his pecs increasingly intense.

“Fuck, that’s it, Jack, that’s it. Your tongue and hands feel so good.”

Jack didn’t reply but just kept worshipping, eagerly covering every inch with his free hand, and still focusing intently on his nipples.

He had no idea how long he worshipped for, but Jack didn’t mind waiting for the milk that he knew would come.

Eventually, Jack could feel Lewis start to twitch and stir underneath him. He almost thought the ginger stud would throw him off in his ecstasy but at that moment the milk finally started to flow.

And Jack eagerly drank it from one tit, trying to hold the other off. But eventually milk was flowing freely, covering Lewis’s tits and abs.

“Fuck yeah, that feels so good!” Lewis moaned loudly.

Then, the flow of milk subsided and Jack smiled.

“Go ahead then,” Lewis said with a smile.

Jack eagerly complied, scooping up some of the thick tit milk and rubbing it on his cock, before placing the head at the base of the mountainous tits.

He pushed and felt the hard muscles spread open for his hard cock. It felt incredible. He kept pushing, although he was shocked by the strength he needed to mould that thick muscle around his cock.

He started to fuck in and out and with each stroke he felt the muscles move and his cock slide in deeper.

“That’s it, Jack, fuck these tits,” Lewis said as he bounced them around Jack’s throbbing cock.

“Oh fuck that feels good,” he moaned, continuing to push up.

Eventually, his cock was balls deep nestled in between the huge breasts, his head just poking out at the top.

“Come on Jack,” Lewis said encouragingly.

He eagerly complied and continued to fuck. Lewis moaned loudly, clearly getting great pleasure from the assault on his tits.

After about 10 minutes, Jack halted and drew in a deep breath. Lewis gave him a knowing look, wanting to see if he was okay. “I’m too close. I don’t want to cum yet. Why don’t you fuck me?” Jack said, keen to feel that cock again.

Lewis didn’t have to be told twice. He threw Jack off him and picked him up, throwing the twink’s legs over his huge muscled shoulders. In one swift motion, he positioned his cock against the twink’s still gaping hole and shoved it deep in.

Jack could immediately feel is stomach bulge, held in the air by the huge muscled PecX stud. Lewis used his sheer strength and size to bounce him on his massive dick. Straight away, it caused Jack’s own cock to start leaking precum like a running tap, covering both their abs in thick fluid

Jack’s eyes rolled back, the sheer pleasure of this fuck even more intense than the previous ones. Bouncing around on a thick ginger muscle cock, in mid air, help up by one of the biggest guys he had the pleasure and honour to have been allowed to see and touch and worship.

With all the stimulation they both had, and the incredible position Jack found himself in, it didn’t take long for his cock to fully erupt, shooting another massive load all over himself and Lewis.

Only moments later, after another few deep strokes with his cock, Lewis also started to cum, filling Jack up with his third massive load of cum that day.

Lewis carried Jack back into the shower and once again they stood there, washing the cum off each other. Jack was tired, he knew Lewis could see it.

Lewis helped clean him up before carrying him back to the bed—which had somehow not gotten completely soaked when Lewis’s milk had started to flow.

Eventually they fell asleep, Jack using Lewis’s tits as a pillow for much of the night.

In the morning, breakfast arrived early but they ate it late. After another round of fucking and worshipping, it eventually became time to check out. With a heavy heart Jack said goodbye to Lewis.

“This was really amazing. Your clients are going to love you,” Jack said, still with a smile on your face.

“Thanks, that means a lot. Thanks so much for being my first client and letting Jamar and Michael join. It was a very memorable night.”

“It really was.”

“And make sure to hit me up if you do grow. And stay in touch with those guys. I am not in New York very often but they are so use them!”

“I guess I hope they use me.”

“I suppose that too. But seriously, it’s a good connection to have.”

“I know—and they have really made this even more memorable than I could’ve imagined.”

And with that they said their goodbyes and Jack walked out of the hotel. He immediately texted Michael and Jamar and to his delighted they messaged back almost instantaneously. If he wanted to come by now that he was finished with Lewis.

Well—he wasn’t going to say no to that, was he?

This story includes non-consensual themes. If this offends you skip this chapter.


Preston was excited. Finally he had found someone that could help him. A personal trainer that didn’t conform to the stupid tit men like all the others.

The tit hype had been raging for years now and it just seemed to get worse. Preston missed the days of natural bodybuilders, or indeed roided bodybuilders that didn’t look like they had a set of breasts.

But a week ago he had found Ekon. A handsome black guy who he had seen posing online. He seemed rather modest—always dressed in a tight compression shirt—but never topless. But the compression shirt always looked incredible, accentuating every crevice of his incredible body—wide lats, strong, powerful arms and you could even see a hint of abs straight through the shiny black (or sometimes white) fabric.

He also had an incredible set of legs, almost always clad in a matching set of lycra tights. In the olden days, he would have had a huge Instagram following—but now it was just a select few who appreciated his classic look.

It wasn’t that Pec studs were super common—not in the slightest. But they dominated everything. From the covers of fitness magazines down to more classic underwear and swimwear modelling. Where PecX men had previously made a living as escorts (and many still made a killing in that industry) you now had many famous PecX men.

Obviously Tyler and Seo-jun had been the trailblazers—the first famous tit men in the world. But many had now followed in their footsteps and Preston, quite frankly, was sick of it.

His favourite models and bodybuilders, to whom he used to jack off endlessly, had all gone down the PecX route. And not that they had gotten much bigger—besides their obscene bulges of course. They had just grown a set of tits.

And everyone worshipped them. But not Preston. He was glad he still had an archive of old images but he missed discovering new studs who still aspired to the old form.

And it’s not like he kept his dislike quiet either. He was quite vocal online about his near hatred. He was vocal on famous PecX stud’s social media profiles and speculated about them on Reddit.

And he had been searching for a PT who could help him become a classic type bodybuilder. He had searched for ages until finally…

He found Ekon and Preston was overjoyed. And then he found he was even in the same city. He was on the opposite side of the city, but even so—this would be very much worth it, Preston thought.

And so there he was, driving on the I-10, past downtown and to the other side. His satnav duly guided him to a gym in an upmarket neighbourhood. Ekon had presumably done quite well for himself despite not being a tit stud.

Preston pulled up in the parking lot of the strip mall. He was surrounded by beauty salons and jewellers. He found the door Ekon had told him to go to, which simply said on the door—Ekon Lawal, Personal Trainer. He rang the bell as he had been told and waited for a moment.

Through the frosted glass, he saw a huge silhouette coming to the door. Suddenly he realised he was nervous. He had never met someone huge and this was going to be it. He felt his heart pounding as the person came closer, with each step revealing more of his huge frame.

And then the door opened and Preston looked at a handsome man, who was truly huge. Ekon was even hotter than he had hoped for. He was maybe 6’5”, much taller than he had expected, and the lycra showed every inch of muscle and highlighted every crevice and curve with each step the hulking giant took.

“Hey, come in, man,” Ekon said in a soft Nigerian accent.

“Thanks, I’m Preston.”

“Nice to meet you, Preston.”

They walked down the hallway and suddenly Preston was extremely aware of his own looks. He was nothing next to this god.

Not that he was bad looking. In fact, many would have once said he was model handsome. Until the arrival of the PecX men. His dark brown hair and deep hazel coloured eyes were accented by his strong jawline and high cheekbones. But at 5’10”, he only weighed about 160 pounds. He had been working out for years but never managed to really pack on much weight. Hopefully this would finally change that.

“So, Preston,” Ekon started, “Welcome to my private gym. I hope you feel comfortable here and we can really start making some gains.”

“That sounds great,” Preston said as he looked around. The gym had no windows—it almost felt as if they were underground. The room was mostly black, with a tonne of equipment everywhere. It was obviously designed to help someone make some real gains—and presumably for Ekon to maintain his own size.

“Well—we only chatted briefly over the phone, so let’s go over your goals in more detail. How big do you want to get?”

“Well…” Preston thought for a moment. How to best phrase it? Fuck it, he thought, best just tell it as it is.

“I would love to be as big as you,” he said after a moment. “I’ve always wanted to be as big as a classical bodybuilder but I’ve never managed to find someone to help me out.”

“Okay. Yes, a PT is always a good place to start with any goals. Nice to see someone still going for the classical look.”

“Oh yes!” Preston replied excitedly. “I am not a fan of the tit look at all. Really not my style!”

“Oh, really? That surprises me. I thought everyone loved it!”

“Oh god no. It looks so fake and—I dunno, I just really miss the days of Arnold and roided bodybuilders and all that.”

“Yeah, I understand that. It’s been ages since I saw a good bodybuilding show.”

“Exactly. I’ve seen the photos and the videos but you can’t find anyone these days who’s really into it!”

“Well, you’re in the right place. Shall we just see some basic skills and how you’re doing first?”

Preston nodded in agreement. “Sounds good!”

“Excellent. Let’s get you changed first. But rule of the gym here is—compression gear only!” With that he walked to a corner of the gym. From a small cupboard he pulled a pair of black lycra tights and tee—with contrasting red stitching.

If I was actually muscular, this would really show off my body. Preston thought somewhat resentfully.

He grabbed the clothes and looked at Ekon, expecting him to point towards a changing room.

“Sorry, no space to change other than the tiny toilet. I hope you don’t mind.”

Preston was a bit surprised but accepted nevertheless. He was going to spend a lot of time with this guy so what difference did it make.

He pulled his jeans and top off and pulled the tight fitting lycra on. It felt odd, it certainly wouldn’t be his first choice of workout attire. But if this man could help him get his ideal body, he was willing to wear anything.

“Right, looking good, Preston. As part of this I want to first cover the major muscle groups. So let’s look at your squads, rows, and deadlifts first.”

They got to work, starting with a light weight that allowed Ekon to see the form Preston had in his lifts. He made a few corrections, especially on his deadlifts.

“So you know by the end of this, I will give you a routine but I’ll exclude the deadlifts. Before you start doing those on your own I really want you to make sure you’ve got the form right or you may injure yourself.”

Preston just nodded.

“Next up—bench press. I know you don’t want tits and that’s fine by me but you still gotta develop your pecs of course.”

“Haha, I know—I do love doing a good bench press, don’t worry. I just don’t want to look like it’s all I do!”

He laid down on the flat bench, the bar perfectly positioned above him. Ekon stood above him to help spot.

Somehow, as his body hit the bench, he heard a strange click. Immediately, an automatic metal belt seemed to come up out of the bench and wrap itself around Preston’s waist, and another around his neck.

“What the fuck,” Preston said, virtually unable to move his upper body. He struggled and tried to undo the restraints but they had automatically locked into place.

“Yeah—what the fuck?” Ekon said in a mocking voice.

Preston didn’t know what to say as Ekon came out from behind the bench, kneeled down at Preston’s feet and attached his ankles to a set of restraints as well.

“See, Preston—you may not realise this. But you’re one of the most prolific anti-PecX guys out there. Online you just shit post all their stuff, spread false rumours on reddit and falsely report people’s social media posts just to try and get them banned.

“And quite frankly—we’ve had enough.”

With that, Ekon put his hands on the waist-end of his compression top and slowly lifted the top up.

As the top was slowly raised past the pecs, Preston realised what was happening. The tight fabric of the top had been pushing them in but now a huge set of breasts was revealed.

Oh fuck,” Preston shouted angrily but unable to move.

As Ekon towered over him, with his huge tits now on display, Preston could feel his heart beating. He was scared. He hadn’t thought he had caused such a stir online—sure he had posted a lot but he never thought he was bad enough to warrant some sort of revenge…

Ekon had walked away and Preston was unable to see him for a short while. Eventually he returned, carrying a small metal briefcase.

He placed it on the ground next to the bench and got on his knees on the right side of Preston’s slim body. Preston could hear the clicks of the briefcase being opened and then two syringes appeared in his view.

“No, please. You’ve got to be kidding me. Don’t you dare do this to me.”

“Oh no. I will very much dare do this to you. You are going to love this.”

“Fuck off, I don’t want any of this.”

“Oh, but surely you see that is exactly why we have to do this. This stuff is way too expensive to administer to someone who doesn’t care or who doesn’t speak out. We only use it to convert those that hate us. Because when we do, they always change their mind.”

“You mean you’ve done this before?”

“Not often—but enough to know it works.”

And with that he stabbed one syringe directly into his pecs—straight through the lycra fabric. Next, he swiftly undid the ankle restraints and pushed Preston’s legs up, exposing his lycra clad ass. With one smooth rip he tore the fabric open, and with another he tore straight through the boxer briefs Preston was wearing, exposing his tight hole.

Now Preston was no stranger to anal sex but he knew how hung PecX studs were. He was scared about what was to come but he was he couldn’t move his head to see.

If he had been able to do, he would have seen that Ekon had lowered his own tights and taken his thick cock out, already semi hard.

Preston heard some squirts, from what was unmistakably a bottle of lube and a moment later felt the cold, wet liquid at his hole. He involuntarily twitched as Ekon forced a finger inside him.

“Please don’t,” he started to beg.

“Ha. Too late! You should have thought of your behaviour while you were doing it. Instead you made sure you needed to know what it was like to have a body like mine.

And with that he briefly stood up, enough for Preston to see his huge, muscled body, his huge shoulders and his massive tits. And just enough to catch a glimpse of the wet, dripping cock that was about to invade his ass.

The sight made Preston scream, scared for what was to come. Ekon simply bent over and slapped him in the face—not hard for someone with his strength but Preston felt his face sting.

Shut up. You deserve this and you will love it.”

With that, the hulking man pushed both of Preston’s legs high into the air and put his throbbing cock at the tight hole. With a forceful push it went in and Preston screamed again, prompting another slap from his tormentor—which only made Preston scream louder.

Slowly Ekon pushed his huge cock deeper into Preston, for whom the pain was becoming too intense. He had never felt anything like it and wanted to scream but he also knew that that would result in more aggression.

Tears started to stream down his face, he couldn’t hold them back. “Please, please I beg you. Please stop.”

Ha! You think I am going to stop now?”

“Please—I will stop, I won’t spread any more rumours, no more hate I will just leave you alone.”

“Leave us alone? You don’t get it, do you?”

Preston gulped. Why was Ekon doing this to him?

“You need to know what is like to have a body like this. You have to experience it and then you will worship us. And you will love being worshipped!”

“This is fucked up, man. Why would you do this?”

“If you still don’t understand, maybe I need to show you.”

And as Ekon’s cock was still lodged deep inside he reach down and grabbed the second syringe abs without hesitation slammed it straight into Preston’s left pec, quickly emptying it.

Preston screamed in pain but swiftly that pain was replaced with a feeling of fire. The heat in his chest was becoming unbearable and he wanted to break free, to move around and let the energy out of his body.

Instead he remained tied down, and the energy fuelling his impending growth had nowhere to go. And so suddenly his body exploded with sheer muscled mass.

First, Preston could feel his whole back widen, his lats spread wide as his shoulders started to bulge and balloon. Within moments his shoulders were the size of bowling balls and almost immediately after his biceps started to expand, growing in their size to match.

He thought the lycra top would split open, but somehow it accommodated the growth perfectly. Must have been made for it. Preston thought.

He could feel his height shoot up, somehow his spine was being stretched while he was still tied down with Ekon’s cock going deeper and deeper inside him, his changing body far more capable to accommodate the massive size of the black stud.

By now his legs had grown and his cock and balls were expanding. Preston was amazed—he now had the body of a classic bodybuilder... his pecs hadn’t started growing yet and he was hoping they wouldn’t. Although, of course he knew that was very unlikely.

He looked at Ekon. What a stud he was! Preston was looking at him with new eyes. He didn’t yet want a body like that but he could see why someone else might want it...

Then, he felt the heat again. This time it seemed to be concentrated to his pecs.

“Fuck,” he thought to himself. This was it. At the same time Ekon shoved his legs down and started to fuck him, hard. Preston moaned loudly, the huge cock feeling better with each long stroke and hard thrust.

He watched in amazement as his pecs started to swell, the black lycra stretching to accommodate them. His pecs had already grown in proportion with his muscled body, but now they exploded with muscle. Within seconds the classic bodybuilder look disappeared and massive mounts of tits started to form. He nipples grew too—clearly visible under the compression gear—thickening in length and girth, as his areolas widened.

Preston moaned again. He didn’t think it would feel this good. But he could feel a real power emanate from his massive chest.

He bounced his left breast, and then his right and then he could feel his cock twitch.

That’s when he realised he was hard and he looked at Ekon, who was smiling at him.

“Feels good, doesn’t it?” he said.

“Fuck yeah, it feels incredible.” He used his free hands to massage his breasts and nipples through the lycra, feeling every inch, exploring them as if they were something he had always wanted.

Indeed, Preston was confused. Why had he not seen how great muscle tits were? They felt amazing and looking up at Ekon, they looked amazing too.

Ekon just sat there quietly with his dick still inside the growing stud. He had stopped fucking Preston a while ago, allowing him to explore his new body and get used to the new sensations.

He knew the effect this process would have on him. He had seen it before. And yet he was always amazed by how well it worked. He loved seeing guys who had so clearly hated the PecX look grow, and then embrace it immediately. Like they always wanted it.

“Fuuuuuck,” Preston said, as he kept running his left hand over his tits as his right hand moved down over his tight eight pack and to his huge cock. “How big am I now?”

“Oh well…” Ekon smiled. “Do you want to see?”

“Oh fuck, please yes!”

With a simple click the restraints around his waist and neck unlocked and slipped neatly back into the bench. Ekon withdrew and held out his hand, which Preston eagerly accepted. As he stood up, he quickly looked back at the bench, but saw no evidence of the restraints.

Preston pulled his underwear and tights back up over his bulging legs as Ekon guided him to the full length mirror that made up one whole wall of the private gym.

As Preston looked at himself in the mirror he gasped. It was surreal. His lycra clad body looked insane. Where Ekon’s compression top had hidden his breasts, the contrasting stitching on Preston’s top just highlighted their size.

Preston couldn’t help but pose, as he struck a double bi in front of the mirror. His biceps were insane! And somehow they looked even better next to the bulging tits.

“Fuck yeah, that’s it, man! You look incredible.”

The posed together for a while, Preston seemingly having forgotten that Ekon had been fucking him. And Ekon knew not to care. They would definitely get back to it, but it was vital after the growth to focus on the needs of the newly grown stud. And apparently for Preston, that was to explore his new body by posing.

After about ten minutes, Preston had to see it differently. He stripped off his lycra top and leggings, as well as his boxers, for the first time seeing his newly grown body naked.

He hadn’t even thought of the actual size of his cock since he had asked for it. It was semi hard as he whipped it out of his boxers—but only because the boxers were so tight they prevented him from getting hard.

It quickly hardened more as he looked at his own and Ekon’s body. Ekon threw him a tape measure.

“21 inches. Fuck.” He shouted the last word, shocked to see something that was so big on his own body. “How big are you?” he asked curiously, unable to resist his desire to compare.

“Why don’t you find out?”

Preston got on his knees in front of his trainer and first lowered his leggings, and then his jockstrap.

Ekon’s cock was now soft, although it still felt somewhat lube-y. But Preston didn’t care. He eagerly took the head into his mouth and slowly started to suck, eager to see what his new ability was like. Within moments he had swallowed the first few inches, surprised by how easy it was to take a cock that girthy.

As he swallowed more, he could feel the cock start to harden in his throat. Ekon aggressive grabbed his head and start to fuck his face, first slowly, before picking up the pace. With every stroke, Preston couldn’t help but gag as he got used to the sheer size of the shaft invading his mouth. But eventually, the gagging started to subside and more and more dick started to slip deeper into his throat.

“That’s it, take it like a good tit stud,” Ekon said, both encouraging and somewhat degrading at the same time—reminding Preston that only moments ago, he hadn’t even wanted this.

Preston didn’t care. He obediently took it, almost forgetting about the need to measure it. But Ekon hadn’t forgotten. With one rough movement, he pushed Preston of his dick.

“Go on then,” he commanded.

For a moment, Preston was a bit confused but then he realised he was still holding the tape measure. He laid one end at the base of Ekon’s huge cock and extended it to the head.

“No, that’s impossible.”

“You can see it is not.”

“That must be the biggest cock in the world!”

“Actually—it’s not quite.” He sounded somewhat resentful.

“25 fucking inches. And that’s not the biggest cock in the world?”

“No, the biggest PecX cock belongs to a guy called Anthony. Has been at the top for a while now—and unlikely to get surpassed anytime soon, it seems.”

Preston immediately knew he had to have Ekon back inside him.

“Fuck me, please,” he said, still on his knees, as he looked up at Ekon, straight into his eyes.

“You don’t have to ask twice.”

With that, he pulled Preston up, threw him onto a different bench nearby and squirted some more lube onto his cock and onto Preston’s hole.

“It will be a lot easier this time round,” he said, sounding genuine.

And of course, he was right. With a soft pop, the head got in and although Preston let out a soft gasp, it didn’t hurt.

Ekon started to push in and Preston could feel it move surprisingly quickly. He looked, and saw inch after inch of the huge shaft disappear deep inside him.

When it was over halfway in, Ekon Leant forward, putting his hands on Preston’s newly grown tits, and really started to fuck. With each powerful thrust, Preston felt a strange sense that his internals were being rearranged and he was surprised to feel the outline of the huge shaft as he placed his hands on his abs.

“Yeah that’s it, man, take that big PecX cock. You’ve got the guts for it now boy,” Ekon said with a big smile on his face.

Preston revelled in the new sensations his body was able to provide him. The feeling of a cock so deep inside you that it felt as though it was part of you. The feeling of huge muscle tits bouncing as your PecX fucked slammed in and out of you. And the feeling of those other muscles… Oh fuck he was so happy he had gone through this!

After what seemed like no time at all, during which Preston just laid there, getting his ass pounded in pure bliss, he suddenly felt that Ekon changed the pace. Slowing down a bit, and breathing far more heavily now, he knew it was coming.

When Ekon’s cock erupted, deep inside Preston, the newly grown stud could feel it fill him up. Shot after shot of thick, warm and white liquid flooded his insides, rapidly moving down and started to leak past Ekon’s cock from his now wrecked ass.

“Fuuuuck. That felt amazing!” Preston said as he breathed out deeply. His abs were covered in precum but he still felt horny as fuck.

“Pretty good, eh?” Ekon asked, laughing.

“Yeah, but I still gotta cum,” Preston replied as he started to jack off.

“Oh no, you are not cumming like that!”

He laid down on the floor, his naked body fully exposed.

“Straddle me big guy,” he said, now sounding more as a PT than a domineering alpha muscle stud.

Preston complied, eagerly placing one knee on either side of Ekon’s huge muscled body.

Ekon grabbed some lube and squirted it on Preston’s huge shaft and in between his pecs.

“Fuck me.”

Preston was astonished. Tit fucking? Really? That was a thing? Of course it was! How had he never realised! Now that he thought about it, it was about the hottest thing he could imagine.

He eagerly placed his cock head at the base of Ekon’s massive mounds. He pushed gently, but to his surprise the pecs did not give way that easily. He put his hands down in front of him and used them to really push.

Now, the pure-muscle mounds parted, letting the thick shaft invade the crevice between them. Ekon moaned softly—clearly the feeling of getting his tits fucked felt good.

Preston smiled eagerly and kept pushing, till the whole length of the shaft had been pushed in.

“Now please fuck me, Preston,” Ekon said, almost begging.

Preston obliged happily, and he started to slide his cock in and out, slowly feeling the tension of the muscles ease as it became easier and easier to fuck.

Preston was amazed. This was one of the hottest fucks he had ever had. The feeling of fucking those incredible tits was one of the best stimulations he could wish for. And so as he fucked, he quickly brought himself to the brink of orgasm.

“I’m gonna cum, Ekon!” he said excitedly.

“Go on. Cover me!”

That was all the encouragement he needed. His cock erupted and thick ropes of cum shot out, straight into Ekon’s handsome face and onto his neck.

“Oh fuck, you had that pent up, didn’t you?” Ekon said, laughing but also clearly sounding impressed.

They showered together in the shower, just off the gym. It clearly could’ve been a place for Preston to change, but it was clear Ekon had wanted to see him change in front of him.

As they showered, they kissed and made out, passionately, but spoke little. It was only after the shower that they were both sitting in the chairs by the door that Preston finally spoke.

“Thank you,” he said, sounding genuine.

“For what?” Ekon said, waking up out of a daze.

“Showing me the light, I guess? I know that sounds cheesy but gosh this feels amazing.”

“Good. I knew you would come round sooner rather than later.”

They sat quietly for a moment until Preston got up and found the lycra gear he had been wearing earlier.

“I guess I should put this back on—considering I can’t wear much else than this.”

“Haha yeah, keep those. But hold on…” Ekon got up as well and rummaged through the corner cupboard until he pulled out a filing box—the kind you see recently fired employees carry out of their workplaces.

“Here—take this. It’s our PecX starter kit. It should help you find your feet in the first few weeks. Don’t worry too much though, you should make a killing with this body. And even for a PecX stud, you are incredibly good looking.”

Preston looked in the mirror and he quickly noticed what Ekon meant. While he had been obsessing about his huge body earlier, he hadn’t paid attention to his face.

But now he noticed his hair seemed thicker and glossier. His eyes somehow seemed more piercing, strongly emphasised by his cheekbones, which seemed to have gained even more definition. And his jawline was now so sharp if seemed you could use it to cut a piece of steak.

“Fuck man. Is that normal?” Preston asked, unable to believe his own eyes.

“Well—I suppose. But I’ve never seen it quite as defined as I have with you. Here, take this card,” he said, taking a card out of his wallet. “It’s a photographer friend of mine. He specialises in PecX men. And this one…” He handed Preston a second card, “is my tailor. He should be able to get you a few nice pieces quite soon. He’s not too expensive for the first few but you probably wanna start earning some real cash before asking him to do a suit.”

“Where do I start with that?” Preston asked as it dawned on him that his life would be forever changed. He couldn’t go back to work now! You never just saw a PecX man in the real world. They lived in fantasies and behind massive paywalls!

“Well—start with the photographer friend. I am sure he can make you a few connections. He knows most of the PecX influencers.”

“Surely you know people too, if you could pull this off?” Preston said skeptically. He felt as though Ekon was hiding something from him—like he wouldn’t tell him this one big bit of information.

“Look—of course I know people. But honestly I gotta work discretely. I have guys I work with to find people like you. But I don’t know this city. You realise this was all set up as a ruse—a way to trap you and grow you. This whole thing will be gone in a week.”

“Oh fuck. You gotta be kidding me!”

Preston was actually shocked at that. He knew he had been specifically targeted but the idea that someone would pay all this money to set up an elaborate ruse…

“Yeah look. You’re kinda easy. Most PecX haters don’t hate us because they want to be classic bodybuilders. So getting them into a position where we can force a dose into them is not easy. But you gave us the perfect cover story.

Preston thought about it for a second. He felt betrayed. It really only now struck him he had been forced into this position.

He looked up briefly, still starring into the distance and saw Ekon bounce his huge tits. That made him snap out of it. Of course he was forced into it. And it was the greatest gift he could have never wished for.

Beep beep beep

Ejaz sleepily hit the snooze button on his phone. He had no idea why he didn’t set it to a more pleasant noise—probably just couldn’t be bothered…

After a few minutes he turned over and rubbed his eyes as he tried to wake up. It was the day of his last finals of grad school and he could feel his heart beating nervously. It was almost over! And then he would start his new job at the top New York law firm after summer. Unless…

Suddenly he was wide awake. He hastily opened his emails and waited for them to download. Three new emails.

He barely noticed the two spam emails because his eyes immediately fell on the third, most recent email.

It was from Tyler Bryant, and the subject line read “Invitation to interview”

Ejaz nervously opened the email. After taking a second to load (a very long second!) eventually the text showed up on his screen.

Dear Ejaz Al-Ahmad:

We are writing to you to let you know that you have successfully secured an interview following your recent application to the Tyler Bryant PecX programme.

It is with great delight that we invite you to an interview at Mr Bryant’s personal apartment in New York City next week Thursday.

Please confirm your availability for this day by 12pm tomorrow. We will arrange transport from your home to the apartment upon confirmation of your attendance.

Please remember the terms and conditions you have previously agreed to. Although nothing is obligatory during the interview process and you can leave at any time, you will be expected to show off naked at times and perform other duties. Failures to perform duties will affect your ability to secure a position, although you are always entitled to leave and we will always have a guaranteed ticket for a return trip back to your place of residence.

We hope to hear from you soon.

On behalf of the Tyler Bryant Co.,

Jake and Drew

Ejaz couldn’t believe it. He had successfully managed to get an interview in one of the most competitive application processes ever!

He had heard about Tyler Bryant—the first ever PecX stud—and his PecX harem maybe six years ago now when he was in doing his undergraduate degree.

He had been obsessed with PecX studs for years and then one day had stumbled upon Tyler’s recruiting page.

Apparently Tyler recruited eight ungrown studs into his household every year for his personal pleasure. He would take them through the process at no cost and they would then work for him for two years. They would be paid a small stipend but their clothes, living costs and everything they could want would be paid for them.

It wasn’t really a job. It was a position of privilege. Ejaz wasn’t sure if strictly Tyler could do it but seemingly every year he had recruited his eight, making sure he always had 16 in his harem.

Of course the minimum age was 25. Which is why he had waited so long to apply. But now his birthday was only a few weeks away and so he met the eligibility criteria—that he had to be 25 by the time the programme started in September.

Of course this would be a very different route than working for a law firm. But he had always craved a PecX body. And he was fairly sure that if he got his way, he wouldn’t be too concerned about being a successful lawyer again.

Of course he still couldn’t bank on getting the position. Thousands applied every year. They said it was more competitive than getting into Harvard.

And yet here he was, with an interview. He quickly replied to the email to let them know he was free. Thankfully he lived in New York so getting a lift from Tyler was helpful but not necessary. But he supposed guys from across the world might apply.

But first he had the exam to focus on. And then he should work on some his skills, he thought to himself.

The exam went by quicker than he thought. After celebrating with some of his fellow law students, he decided to have a somewhat early night and go home.

When he checked his email, he saw he now had a confirmed time and an indication of the outfit he needed to wear.

Slutty or sporty. No loose fitting clothing or normal street clothes.

The tone had been truly set, Ejaz noticed.

He had an idea of what was expected—although not a clear one. He had read up on various blogs what the interview process entailed but details were sketchy. He expected that he would have to sign a confidentiality agreement.

But he wanted to just practice his skills. And so he pulled out the box from underneath his bed to reveal his large collection of dildos.

Because the one thing he had been able to make out from what he had read was that they weren’t looking for the best looking, or the most muscled—PecX could help with that. They wanted to make sure they found confident, charismatic and cock hungry guys.

He grabbed his lube and started to gently finger himself. Since he had applied he had done this most nights, getting himself used to taking dildos as much as he could.

But now he had an interview. It changed everything.

And so he inserted a small, 6in dildo—always his starting point. But quickly he replaced it with a bigger one, slowly making his way up to the biggest toy in his collection.

He had gotten it years ago. An XL Chance from his favourite dildo shop. It was the shape of a horse cock—but it wasn’t the reason he loved it. The reason he loved it was because it was 15 inches long and thick. Still not the size of most PecX cocks, but it was certainly a good practice tool.

And so he kept riding various dildos and using a variety of plugs to stretch himself further and further.

Over the years it had become easier and easier to open himself up. The six inch dildo was barely needed these days but he just used it out of habit and to get the into his hole.

He moaned as he was riding a 10” toy with Grindr open next to him, his gaping hole eagerly twitching on the big dildo.

Most nights he also found someone willing to fuck him or willing to take his cock. Ejaz was lucky to be a good looking guy. At 6’1” he was above average in height, with a deep olive skin, strong jawline and deep, almost black eyes. His Arabic decent meant he had thick black beard and a light dusting of hair covering his chest. But he also looked clearly youthful, had a very nice bubble butt and a good, thick, 8” cock.

There were always a few guys in New York City, including some of his regulars, who were keen to fuck him. His regulars knew he had a sloppy hole and was an eager bottom as well as a ferocious top—an almost guaranteed good fuck. And new guys tended to happily stay around too.

And so there he was, now having made his way up to his Chance. As the 15” thick inches slid in and out of his hole, he invited one of his regulars over.

That night he had a number of guys over. By the end of the evening his hole had been stretched open mercilessly and was dripping with cum. And he had somewhat lost count of the number of guys he had fucked—although had saved his cumshot for some time with his Chance.

So once the last guy had left and the light from the early sunrise was coming through the curtains, he sat back down on his biggest toy, covering it in the cum inside his ass. He moaned as he spent another half hour riding it, slamming it in and out of his hole. Feeling it go past his second sphincter and move deep inside him.

Eventually Ejaz couldn’t stop himself anymore. As he was lying on his back he grabbed his cock and started to jack himself off. Within moments, he felt his balls start to churn as he brought himself to the edge. Then, finally, his cock exploded, causing a torrent of cum to shoot straight into his face. Shot after shot of cum covered it, as well as his stomach. He wiped it off with a tissue and recovered. After a quick piss he let out a low yawn, turned off his lights and went to sleep.

And that was his routine over the next few days. Now that he was done with school he could focus his attention on the interview. He wasn’t too worried about being questioned or whatever the spoken bit entailed. But he wanted to show he was hungry to take as many cocks and fuck as many guys as he could.

Every day he fucked at least half a dozen guys, often not cumming himself with each guy but making sure he took each of their loads. And for some reason the more he fucked, the hornier he got.

When the day of reckoning finally came round, Ejaz went to bed early (after taking another good pounding of course). He had already laid out his outfit. He had opted for sport slutty—a red, short-sleeved compression crop top, combined with a pair of tight baseball pants, socks and hightop cleats. Underneath it all, the outline of his jockstrap was clearly visible.

At the appointed time a black car pulled up outside his house. The email had told him only to bring his drivers license and phone and so that’s all he had in his hands as he locked his front door.

He wasn’t too worried that his neighbours would see but nevertheless quickly made his way into the car. It was a luxurious but not massive limousine. There was a bottle of water placed in the cupholder, clearly meant for him.

It was only a relatively short journey across town but he knew traffic could be crazy so he sat patiently as the car made its way through the streets of Manhattan. Eventually it pulled into the underground carpark of an unknown building and stopped.

He heard the driver get out but wasn’t sure if he should be too. A moment later the passenger door opened as the driver silently stood there, not saying a word. As Ejaz got out, the driver walked across the carpark and Ejaz obediently followed him towards the lift.

The driver swiped a pass and the lift opened with a soft ping. There were no buttons but Ejaz got in as the driver stood outside the lift as the doors closed. Without any further instructions, the lift started to move quickly, clearly going through floor after floor, until finally it stopped and the doors opened again.

“Ejaz Al-Ahmad?” A voice asked him.

“Yes!” Ejaz said excitedly as he turned to the voice.

His jaw almost dropped. In front of him stood Drew. He had seen lots of pictures of the Asian-Scottish tit stud but seeing him in real life was better than he expected. Even if he was wearing a button down shirt and slacks.

“Welcome, thank you for coming. I hope your journey was okay. Before I let you proceed any further, I wanted to ask if you could please sign this non-disclosure agreement?”

Ejaz swooned at Drew’s beautiful Scottish accent. “Sure, I hope you don’t mind I have a quick scan through it,” Ejaz said with a big smile on his face. “I am a law student after all.” He tried to be confident, even if he could feel his hearting beating in his throat, the nerves almost overwhelming him.

“Oh, of course not,” Drew replied, laughing friendly.

Ejaz had a quick look through but it was all quite standard. He took a pen and signed.

“Great, thank you. If you will please follow me.”

He led Ejaz to a door to their left and opened it up. Bright light came in immediately and as the room came into view, Ejaz was once again amazed. They were clearly in the penthouse of some luxury apartment block and the views it provided over New York were incredible.

“Wow. This is amazing,” Ejaz said, very impressed.

Inside the room were a couple of other guys already chatting.

“All right guys—this is Ejaz. We’re just waiting for a few more and then we’ll get started.”

With that, Drew left the room again, closing the door.

Ejaz confidently walked up to the other guys, who were sitting on the comfy sofas and chairs through the room.

“As he said, I’m Ejaz,” he said. “I live here in New York.”

The first guy to respond was a blond twink. “Jack, also from New York,” he said excitedly. He sounded a bit effeminate but very cute nonetheless. Jack was wearing a cute tank top and tiny jeans shorts with a pair of cowboy boots.

“I’m Lachlan.” It was a handsome surfer boy-type with sandy brown hair. He spoke with a strong Australian accent. “From Australia as you can probably tell,” he joked, pointing at his own mouth. He was only wearing a pair of tight speedos along with his flip-flops.

“Jayesh—from England.” He was a handsome, if not slightly chubby Indian guy. He sounded very posh and was wearing a button down crop top and mini shorts. He smiled and Ejaz almost melted. His smile was just adorable.

“Hey, I’m Duante, from Texas.” It was a short black guy—maybe 5’7”. He looked very cute and a bit geeky with his thick round glasses. He was wearing a pair of basketball shorts and a basketball tee.

“I’m Xavier, from Haiti,” the last guy said. He was very handsome, and probably of mixed heritage. Latino and black if he had to guess. He was wearing tight lycra leggings and a neoprene black harness.

“So—first time seeing a PecX stud in real life?” Ejaz said, still with the image of Drew in his head. Most guys just nodded but Jack didn’t say anything.

“I can’t believe I am here to be honest,” Lachlan said. “Just being here is a wet dream come true!”

“Oh god tell me about it,” Jayesh added. “This is just insane. I can’t believe they would invite people from all over the world here. I applied thinking I had no chance because I was outside the US. And yet, here I am!”

“Man, I thought I had no chance coming from the south! Although I can see with two New Yorkers in the room…”

“Hey, I’m not from New York!” Jack laughed.

“Yeah, me neither!”

“Where are you both from then, originally?” Xavier asked with a cute French accent.

“I’m from Philly. But I came here to go to college when I was 18 and haven’t left since,” Jack said.

“I’m from Florida. But I’m here at grad school.”

“Oh nice, what are you doing?” Jayesh asked.

“Law. For my sins,” Ejaz replied.

“So how old is everyone?” Xavier asked bluntly. “I’m 25 myself.”

“Yeah same here,” Jack replied.

“No, I’m 28 now. Third year that I applied,” Lachlan said.

“Fourth year for me. I’m 30 now. I didn’t apply the first year I was eligible,” Duante said, shrugging his shoulders.

“I’m 26,” Jayesh said. But it’s only the first year I’ve applied as well.”

“Technically, I’m still 24 actually,” Ejaz said after everyone looked at him. Now he felt like the baby of the group.

“Oh wow!” Xavier said. “I guess you turn 25 soon?”

“Yeah just a few weeks away.”

The door then opened and Drew walked back in, followed by a geeky looking twink.

“This is Daniel. Daniel—I’m sure the guys will introduce themselves.”

Ejaz looked at Daniel. He assumed he was of Asian decent, very cute, and definitely had that geeky look. His pale skin and pitch black hair matched his dark eyes. He had opted for a full-body lycra Captain America outfit that made him bulge in all the right places. He looked quite toned actually.

“Where are you from Daniel?” Jack asked.

“San Francisco!” He said proudly. “But I wouldn’t mind coming to the East Coast for a while and shrug off the parental influence.”

“Still living at home then?” Xavier asked.

“Yeah there’s no chance I can afford living on my own.

“Oh god tell me about it,” Jack said in his somewhat effeminate way. “I am so glad I met two great guys a few years ago who put up with me because I do not know how I would have coped after college.”

“Yeah New York is fucking expensive,” Ejaz added in agreement.

The door opened again. It was Drew, followed by what they assumed was the last guy.

“This is Mateo—he’s the final one we were expecting today. We’ll just make the final few touches and get started.”

“Hey guys,” Mateo said confidently.

They introduced each other. Mateo was from Puerto Rico and his handsome face was definitely a pleasant sight in the room. He wasn’t very tall and he was wearing a full rubber surfsuit, with the ass zip open. Ejaz admired his confidence.

They chatted for a while, until eventually the door opened again and Drew came in, followed by Jake Cooper.

“So glad you could all join us today,” Jake said. You probably know both of us but if you don’t—I’m Jake and this is Drew. We were the personal trainers of Tyler before and during his growth process. Obviously we have since gone through the process ourselves.” He smiled as he bounced his pecs and his polo shirt. Ejaz was disappointed they were wearing that much clothing.

“Now, if you just follow us. Please don’t hesitate to help yourselves to drinks and snacks as you get settled in the next room.”

They went through to another room—presumably the dining room. After everyone grabbed a drink, they all sat down around the twelve-seater table, with Jake and Drew and either end.

“So—thank you for coming. We’re going to be talking to each of you individually while you also do some group exercises. We wanna keep this quite informal so don’t worry about your answers—the key here is to get to know you.

“You’ve already come a long way by just getting here. We’ve done a lot of sifting through applications etc so be confident that you are the kind of person we want to see. Now we just need to see who you really are.”

Over the next little while they did some icebreakers, all fairly standard. Ejaz was quietly amused that they were all dressed in their various slutty outfits as they played the various games, getting to know each other a bit better.

After about 30 minutes, the first person got called away while the others continued their group activities. It was slowly getting more interesting, although so far there was nothing sexual. It seemed as though they wanted to slowly ease them into it rather than go all guns blazing.

When it was his turn, Ejaz was called through by Xavier—who had left about 30 minutes earlier. He got up and could feel his legs tremble a bit. For some reason, he was really nervous all of a sudden.

He was back in the room they started, and this time a large figure was sitting on the sofa facing away from the door. Ejaz confidently walked up to him as the man stood up.

“You must be Ejaz,” the man said as he turned around.

Ejaz couldn’t quite describe how it felt—but it was definitely like meeting his hero. Tyler stood there in all his glory, handsome, huge, big-titted and looking simply incredible. He was wearing a somewhat surprising outfit—thigh high socks, matched with sneakers, a tiny thong and a tight top that made his pecs balloon.

“I am indeed,” Ejaz said confidently, shaking Tyler’s hand as he continued to check out the handsome PecX stud.

“Grab a seat,” Tyler said kindly, pointing at the sofa opposite him.

Ejaz happily obliged and sat down on the sofa.

Although he was still nervous, for some reason Tyler put him at ease.

“So, Ejaz. I was very impressed with you application and so glad you could come along today. Of course today is not the only day we interview applicants—but I am getting a really great feel from everyone so far.

“Now to just start simple. What made you apply?”

And so Ejaz told the story of discovering Tyler—and growing into adulthood with PecX men everywhere. How he always wanted to be one but never thought he could. Until he found out about this programme. He had been amazed although didn’t think he stood much of a chance.

He couldn’t quite describe it. The tits the PecX men were blessed with were just incredible. They made him drool just thinking about them. And they had those huge cocks. And by all accounts the stamina…

Tyler smiled. “The stamina hey? Why do you appreciate that.”

“Honestly, I just love having sex. I had my finals a few weeks ago and waiting for the results before I start my new job—or preferably join your programme—and since then I have gotten laid probably a dozen times a day.”

“Oh you’re not kidding. We don’t find guys quite that slutty here very often.”

“No I imagine not,” Ejaz said, feeling weirdly proud. “And although I take all their loads, I would love to have a body that enables me to give them each my load as well but I don’t have that stamina!”

“Hahaha, I can sort of remember what that was like. It really is a pleasure being able to cum so often—and so much!” Tyler said with a smile.

They spoke a bit longer. About his alternative career options and his preferred route. Ejaz couldn’t stress enough that he would much rather become a tit man.

“It’s obviously not something I could rely on so I had to have a back-up but honestly, this would be so much better.”

And that’s how the discussion ended. Nothing sexual about this interview either, Ejaz realised.

When everyone was interviewed, they were put in pairs. Ejaz was paired up with Jack, and Jake, Drew and Tyler all took a pair. The fourth pair was left in the boardroom.

Ejaz and Duante went with Jake first. The handsome black stud smiled at them as he led them to a large sitting room.

“Right guys. Now we get more sexual. What I want you to do is strip completely and just make out with each other.”

Ejaz didn’t hesitate for a moment and Jack seemed keen too. Within moments their slutty outfits were on the floor. Although Jack was shorter, his body was lean, even showing a hint of a six pack.

Ejaz took the lead, taking a hold of his assigned partner head. He looked in his eyes for consent, and Jack’s lust-filled eyes and a slight nod told him to go ahead. He passionately placed his lips on Jack’s and immediately he could feel the spark.

He knew Jack felt it too. The tension in him eased and he forcefully pushed their lips into each other. Soon, tongues were exchanging and Ejaz had almost forgotten about Jake, until he saw him move from the corner of his eyes.

When they broke and Ejaz looked at Jake, the hot tit stud immediately spoke. “Don’t stop on my account!” He said with a smile.

“I mean—it was sort of on your account…” Ejaz said.

“But we were wondering if you might want to join in?” Jack finished for him. It was exactly what he had been thinking.

“Is that right?” Jake asked, looking at Ejaz.

“Damn right!” He said with a big smirk on his face.

“All right then.” And before he truly realised what was happening, they were locked in a threeway kiss. Now the electricity was almost palpable as Ejaz’s  cock seemed to get harder than it had ever been before.

When they eventually broke, it was because there was a knock at the door.

“Yeah!” Jake said.

The door opened and it was Duante and Daniel. “We were told to come in here by Drew,” they said with a smile. They looked really cute together, Ejaz thought to himself.

“All right, didn’t realise it was that time already. If you two head back to the boardroom, Tyler will see you after that.

And so they obliged, sad they had to wait a while before the next bit.

In the boardroom was a set of instructions. Wait here for 30 minutes at your own leisure. Use the alarm if you want, then head to the room to the right to meet Tyler.

Ejaz set the alarm for half an hour and turned his attention back to Jack. They were both still naked and Ejaz only now noticed Jack’s hard cock.

“I guess you enjoyed that then?” He asked.

“Fuck man, that was hot indeed. Wanna just continue?”

Yes,” Ejaz answered, perhaps a bit too keen. “But let’s stick to making out. Not sure if we’d be breaking any rules.”

Of course they didn’t just stick to making out, though they only played with each other’s dicks a bit. Ejaz was worryingly close to the edge when relief arrived in form of the alarm. They both immediately jumped up, not wanting to be late for Tyler.

Together they knocked on the door of the room to the right. Tyler opened the door himself.

He was still wearing his thigh-high socks and thong. But he had ditched the top and for the first time, Jack and Ejaz were treated to the incredible sight of huge pec tits.

Their jaws almost dropped. Tyler quickly asked Mateo and Lachlan to leave (their cocks were dripping with precum, making Ejaz even more excited about whatever was about to come).

“So I hope you don’t mind guys. But all I want you to do is worship these.” And with that last word he just bounced his huge tits.

Neither of the two guys had to be asked twice. Within moments they had each chosen a tit and were gently massaging it with their hands. Jack immediately dived in with his tongue but Ejaz wanted to take it slow. He first gently explored the outside, cupping it, and feeling its incredible weight as he pushed the breast up.

He couldn’t resist for too long though. After a minute or two, he started to lick—around the outside first, slowly moving in and towards the nipple.

At various times, Tyler moaned and after a few minutes Ejaz managed to get in sync with Jack. They now followed each other, noticing the other’s movement from the corner of their eyes and ensuring they reached the nipple at the same time, alternating between gently nibbling and biting more forcefully.

And Tyler seemed to love it. He moaned with pleasure and delight, stroking his cock through the bulging thong he was wearing, though he never got it out.

If it hadn’t been for the fact he knew each session took thirty minutes, he would have thought it was only five, at most ten. The time flew by and he had never been hornier. But eventually Jack and Daniel knocked on the door.

And so they went to Drew—the final ‘station’.

Ejaz wasn’t sure what to expect. They had made out and worshipped pecs. It all seemed rather tame.

But it quickly transpired that Drew’s room was the most sexually charged. He could smell the sweet scent of sex still in the air and looked at Jack, who just smiled back.

“All right, lads,” Drew said in that sexy accent of his. “This is perhaps the most difficult challenge of them all.”

And with one swift motion he removed his trousers, revealing a twitching monster cock.

“I need you to suck this and make me cum.”

Ejaz was somewhat shocked as Drew revealed his 19” cock, but Jack was unfazed. He eagerly got on his knees and opened his mouth wide.

What Ejaz saw next amazed him. Within moments, Jack had not only swallowed the huge cockhead, but also the first 7 or 8 fat inches.

“Hehe I can see you’ve sucked a PecX guy before!” Drew said enthusiastically. “But how about we give this sexy guy a chance?” He said, motioning to Ejaz to come forward.

Ejaz took a deep breath, already dazzled by the fact Drew had called him sexy. Jack reluctantly slipped off the huge dick, lifted the shaft up with his hands and aimed it at Ejaz’s  mouth.

Ejaz had ridden his big dildos many times, but had never really sucked them. He had been face fucked by plenty of big cocks, but this…

But he had to try it, didn’t he? It was about trying, hopefully, not necessarily succeeding at deepthroating the huge cock in front of him.

He looked up at Drew as he placed his left hand at the base of the huge stud’s dick. He opened his mouth wide and carefully wrapped his lips around the head.

The head… it was bigger than a beer can but somehow he managed, and then managed to push throat.

“That’s it. That’s real fucking nice. Let that dick stretch your throat.”

And somehow he managed to swallow the next inch, and the next. In the meantime, Jack had gotten up and started to worship Drew’s huge tits and it made Drew even hornier, slowly starting to thrust in and out of Ejaz’s  mouth.

Somehow it slipped in deeper, though it couldn’t have been even a fifth of the way before Ejaz started to gag. He carefully breathed through his nose and tried to relax and with another thrust, it inched forward again.

It became even more difficult when it was a quarter of the way down his throat. But nevertheless Drew moaned and Ejaz and Jack continued to pleasure him, worshipping his huge tits and massive cock.

Drew moaned. “Fuuuuck that’s it,” he moaned and Ejaz knew he was getting closed. As he bobbed up and down on the huge head, he could feel and taste more and more precum in his mouth, having somehow swallow it as Drew tried to press forward.

When Ejaz gently tugged on Drew’s huge, almost melon-sized balls, he knew he had found his soft spot. The hot stud moaned louder than he had before. He moved both his hands onto the weighty balls and began to massage them, tugging gently at first, and then more roughly.

“Oh fuck that’s right. Get ready to swallow!”

Ejaz knew tit men came amply, but even then he wasn’t really ready for what was next. And indeed, as he gave Drew’s balls a forceful tug, he could suddenly feel the shaft expand in his mouth.

As his jaw strained under the pressure, he suddenly felt the first spurt of cum at the back of his throat. He tried to push his mouth onto Drew’s cock again but before he managed to get it in much deeper, he was almost pushed away by the incredible force of next shot of cum.

Ejaz knew he had to react quickly, and so managed to swallow instead, just as the next shot came out. He desperately tried to keep swallowing but in the end, some cum started to leak out of his mouth, but Drew didn’t seem to be anywhere close to being done.

As Ejaz struggled, Jack got on his knees and gently encouraged Ejaz off Drew’s cock. “I’ll get the rest” was the message.

As Ejaz resigned himself, he guided the erupting cock into Jack’s mouth, who eagerly allowed Drew to push it deep into his throat. Ejaz looked in awe as he watched Jack take that big cock and swallow the remainder of the load eagerly. He could feel his own cock throbbing at the hot sight of the skilled twink, but decided not to touch it.

When Jack eventually came off Drew’s cock, he had a smile on his face—a very satisfied smile.

It looked oddly similar to the look on Drew’s face, he realised. He looked down and noticed a large wet spot by Jack’s crotch. Ejaz smiled to himself. He clearly enjoyed himself.

“Well—just in time guys. And well done! Now… let’s see what’s next…” He picked up a piece of paper that apparently had a schedule on it.

“Ah right,” he said as he looked at both Jack and Ejaz, seemingly looking for something, although Ejaz couldn’t tell what.

“Jack if you go back to the room where we started, I will walk Ejaz here to his next challenge.”

Ejaz was intrigued. He watched Jack’s cute butt leaving the room before realising Drew was waiting for him by a door he hadn’t noticed before, in the other corner of the room.

He quickly walked over as Drew smiled. “How are you finding it so far?” He asked as they walked through a beautifully wood-panelled corridor towards a grand staircase.

“Honestly it’s incredible,” Ejaz answered without even thinking. “Everyone is so friendly, it’s such an interesting, diverse bunch of people and just…” He fell silent and Drew looked at him, and stopped.

“Just…?” He enquired.

“Just-” Ejaz hesitated for a moment. “I always knew I thought PecX men were hot. But in person you’re even more beautiful than the pictures. They just don’t do any of you justice. There is something so hot and sexual about every curve and crevice of that body…” He realised he was almost rambling and stopped.

“It’s mesmerising isn’t it?” Drew said. But he didn’t sound cocky, instead he sounded full of awe. As if, after all these years of being one, he still felt the same way himself.

They continued down the stairs, which were clad in a rich, dark blue carpet, around the corner until Drew opened the door to another beautiful room.

The first thing Ejaz noticed were the views, a stunning picture perfect look out across New York.

The room was another luxurious, but modern room in this beautiful penthouse. It contained a number of large sofas and comfortable chairs in the middle of the room.

“Grab a seat Ejaz,” Drew said, as he grabbed two glasses of water from the bar in the corner.

“So the next step we do one at a time and I thought you would be a good starting point for this. It’s the last step—but possibly the most intensive. We want to see your sex drive in action.”

Ejaz didn’t really know what to say.

“We want you to just have fun really,” Drew said when Ejaz didn’t speak. “There is a vast host of guys waiting next door and one by one—or by two—they will come in here and just have fun with you.”

“Wow!” Ejaz said, kind of excited.

“Haha yeah it’s perhaps a bit intense,” Drew admitted. “But just enjoy it. We won’t stop or interrupt unless you want us to—just press this button if you need us.”

“And if I press the button, does that mean I’m out?”

“Oh no, not at all! But you don’t need us for anything—there is a toilet behind that door,” he said, pointing to a door next to the bar. “And obviously there is water on tap or otherwise some sugary drinks etc in the fridge.

“Oh and it’s important to say that the guys are not PecX guys. They’re hot, some hung, some average. But we figured asking the guys ‘auditioning’ to just take a train of insane sized cocks would be a bit unfair.”

With that, Drew stood up. “Obviously we’ll be watching.” He pointed at a few cameras. “But nothing is being recorded. Just enjoy yourself and we’ll see you when you’re done.”

“Which is when?” Ejaz said, his cock already throbbing with excitement.

“Whenever you feel like you’ve had enough.”

“You may need to come and get me then,” Ejaz said with a cheeky grin.

When Drew left, Ejaz took a big sip of water. He realised Drew hadn’t even said when the first guys would be in, and so he sat there for a moment, admiring the view.

When it took longer than expected, he got up and walked to a big cupboard—the type you would usually expect to be full of plates and crockery. When he opened, to his surprise and delight he discovered it was full of dildos.

They must be here to be used… Ejaz figured. He found a reasonably sized toy. A fairly realistic looking 8” dildo—veiny but in a vibrant blue.

He looked a bit further and found a bottle of lube. Before lubing up the toy, he found the zipper to his baseball pants and opened it up. He could feel the seat of his pants part and he gently rubbed his hole. It had been well-used over the last few days so it felt tender—but in the good way.

He squirted some lube on the toy and gently rubbed it against his hole, and he felt it twitch. He gently pushed the head in with a soft plop and moaned. It felt good and he immediately felt his own dick jump to life.

He pushed the toy in with ease, disappearing within seconds and lubing his hole up. A good starting point, he figured.

But he also immediately knew he needed something bigger. He found a longer, thicker toy. This one was more abstract, with thick ribbed ridges down the side, and perhaps 12” long.

He put some lube on it, pulled the smaller toy out and pushed the ribbed toy in. He moaned as he felt the ridges move up inside him.

“Fuck—that’s a nice cunt there boy,” a voice said behind him.

Ejaz hadn’t heard anyone coming in and almost fell over in shock.

“Careful there,” another voice said.

Ejaz saw two big guys—though they were clearly not PecX men. One black and one white, with well-filled bulges in their short shorts. They were more beefy than muscled, Ejaz realised.

He sat down on his knees, making sure the toys stayed deep inside him, now facing the two studs. He placed a hand on both their shorts. He looked at them and they nodded, giving Ejaz the consent he needed. He pulled them both down at the same time, revealing thick, 9” cocks.

He eagerly took the black man’s cock in his mouth. It was the slightly thinner of the two and he swallowed it quickly—it was a lot easier than Drew’s, after all!

Soon he started to alternate between the two dicks, sucking them eagerly and tasting their sweet precum. But eventually one of the guys wanted more than just his throat. The two guys lift him up and carried him over to a footstool near the window, pushed him on all fours and the white guy started to fuck his face.

The black stud placed his throbbing cock at Ejaz’s now gaping hole and pushed in. Ejaz moaned as the guy started to fuck him—roughly.

He honestly didn’t know how long they were there for. They fucked him like that for a while and then switched places, dumping two loads each.

Ejaz’s holes weren’t empty for long though, and the two guys hadn’t left the room before two twinks took their places.

From the corner of his eyes he could see the sun set over New York. As loads guys disappeared, new cocks fucked him and loads were dumped, the blue sky turned to orange, then to a deep, dark blue as the lights of the skyscrapers started to appear.

Ejaz felt like he was in a constant state of ecstasy. Always on the edge of cumming, and yet managing to hold it back.

What surprised Ejaz most was that he was still wide awake and getting pounded when the first light appeared on the horizon. He had been getting fucked all night and had hardly had a break. He lost track of how many guys had fucked him, or dumped their loads.

The two guys who were fucking his holes had just dumped their loads and disappeared through the side door. The main door, through which Ejaz had come in well over 12 hours ago, opened and Drew appeared together with Tyler and Jake.

“You reckon he’s had enough?” Tyler asked Drew, smiling.

“I dunno Ty—he’s been going for a while and doesn’t look that tired.”

It was true. Ejaz was still on the footstool, though at some point he had been put on his back. He was holding his own legs up, his hole exposed. He had clearly heard the three guys coming in but kind of hoped for a treat.

“Well, Ejaz—you’ve astounded us. I think you’ve broken some kind of record,” Jake said smiling.

“Yeah you had performed very well in the first three tests and it was all promising. But the last performance…” Drew clearly sounded impressed.

Ejaz couldn’t help but smile. He finally sat up and looked at three tit men towering over him, having to look over their pecs down on him.

They were all dressed a lot less professionally than they had been when had first met them. Ejaz drooled as he looked at the huge studs, wearing just a bulging jockstrap and thick leather harness that seemed to push down their huge pecs and at the same time emphasise them even more.

“Now, before we put you to bed, I think you deserve trying to take our cocks before we grow you,” Tyler said, smiling.

Ejaz’s eyes lit up. “That sounds like a fun challenge,” he said, excitedly. And then it clicked.

“Wait—I get to… grow?”

“I was wondering how quickly you would get it. But quick enough,” Jake said approvingly.

“But you want these before then?” Tyler asked.

“As long as a poor performance doesn’t mean I don’t get to grow,” he said with a confident smile, but also a little nervous.

“No such thing as a poor performance!” Tyler laughed, “But no—nothing will stop us from letting you grow now.”

Ejaz didn’t have to be told twice. Within moments he was on his knees again, awaiting his orders.

It was Tyler who took the lead and lowered his jockstrap first, revealing his 18” cock. Jake and Drew followed suit, and Ejaz looked at them in awe. Fuck, he thought. How was he going to do this?

Drew’s cock was just a bit longer, but actually a bit thinner. And I thought that had been thick…

Jake’s cock was another matter though. That reached an astonishing 22”. Fuck. And now I know why Drew was the subject for the sucking test.

But he did fucking try his best. He started with Tyler, who was in the middle. He just about managed to take the thick cockhead into his mouth without dislocating his jaw, but nevertheless the PecX stud was oozing copious amounts of precum within minutes.

Next he moved on to Drew and there he managed a bit more, taking the head and the first few inches.

“You’ve got potential man,” Jake said in an approving voice. “Why don’t you try this?” he added, shaking his huge cock.

Ejaz was scared, but keen to try. He lifted up the shaft to feel its weight and he actually felt his own cock twitch. It was crazy heavy and he carefully licked its head. He could immediately tell that Jake was sensitive as he let out a slight moan.

He knew he had to approach it creatively and so instead of trying to suck Jake, he decided to worship the whole shaft, using both his hands and mouth. He let his tongue run along the length of the bottom first, feeling the weight push down on his face.

As Ejaz worshipped, he suddenly felt a finger at his hole and realised that Tyler had moved behind him. He pushed his knees up, raising his ass into the air to give Tyler easier access.

Another moment, and Ejaz felt Tyler’s tongue starting to wet his ruined hole, tasting the many loads dumped in him during the night.

“Fuck!” Tyler said as he came up for air. “That is one hot cunt you’ve got Ejaz.”

Ejaz beamed with pride, still passionately massaging and caressing the 22” cock with his hands and mouth.

He switched to Drew, once again swallowing the first few inches while using his hands to still slowly masturbate Jake.

He went back and forth between the two big cocks, trying to worship them and give them all the attention they deserve.

Suddenly, he felt a head at his hole. The biggest head he had ever taken. All his toys had prepared him for this.

Or so he thought.

Yet when Tyler’s warm cock pushed in, it felt better than he had imagined, and yet more painful too. Tyler was slightly bigger than his biggest toy, and much thicker. As he pushed forward, Ejaz had to try to hold back the tears as the pain aggressively spread through his body.

“Wow, Ejaz, that’s good,” Tyler said, a sense of deep admiration in his voice. “It’s rare a guy can take my cock this easily.”

“It’s… it’s… not… that easy,” Tyler said, biting his teeth down.

“But you’re doing really well!” Tyler said as his cock slid in deeper.

He pulled his cock out a few inches and slowly pushed back in. Ejaz could feel it hit his prostate and a wave of pleasure flowed through his body.

As Tyler did it again, the pleasure increased and within another few strokes the pain seemed to be mostly gone and the pleasure like any he had felt before.

All the while Ejaz was watching Jake and Drew make out as he worshipped their huge cocks. He alternated between jacking one of them off and licking as much of the other shaft as he could. Occasionally he would take one of the huge cock heads in his mouth but it took so much effort it distracted him from worshipping the other cock.

As Ejaz got lost in the passion of worshipping those huge cocks, admiring those incredible bodies, the world became a blur. He had no idea how long he was there, as Tyler’s cock advanced, sliding deeper inside him with every stroke.

Ejaz moaned more loudly, the pain getting more intense and yet his cock seemed to be getting harder than ever.

“You excited to grow, stud?” Tyler asked as he thrust in again. Ejaz thought he could almost feel Tyler’s balls slap against his own.

“Fuuuck yeah! Oh please, I want to be huge, like you!”

“I think it’s time, lads,” Tyler said in that beautiful English accent. “If you’re okay with that?” he added, the question clearly directed at Ejaz as he emphasised it with a long stroke of his cock.

Ejaz looked up confused, but immediately understood. Drew was now holding a small syringe. They were going to make him grow while they were railing him. Oh fuck, he thought to himself excitedly.

“Oh hell yes!” he said excitedly.

Drew carefully pushed Ejaz up, exposing his chest. Ejaz felt Tyler pulling him back, his strong hands on his biceps—the biceps that would seen be bigger than those classical bodybuilders you used to see.

He only felt a short, small stab of pain in his right chest before the pain receded. A moment later he felt another, and seemingly Jake had managed to get another needle into his ass.

He hoped that was it. Both his ass and chest were a bit sore now. Within moments a strange sense of euphoria started to spread through his body. As though his muscles now embodies it, as if they already carried the strength that would gain within a few more moments.

And then his body just exploded. As Tyler kept fucking him harder and harder his muscles started to balloon. His pecs were the obvious epicentre of it all but quickly his arms started to swell, his traps widen and he felt his legs getting pushed apart by their sheer size. He could even feel his ass cheeks swelling up as Tyler slammed in and out of his hungry cunt.

And the fucking—the fucking! It was getting easier. The pain started to go away and the pleasure was overwhelming. Ejaz felt light headed as his body fat melted away and his abs swelled up.

Even as the rest of the growth started to settle, his pecs kept going, blowing up to the size of those big trademark pec tits.

Ejaz moaned as Tyler seemed to pick up the pace and he knew the stud must be getting close. At the same time, Drew and Jake were jacking off, their big cocks looming large in front of Ejaz’s eyes. He had been too preoccupied with his own growth—and Tyler’s constant pounding—to focus on their dicks. But the two studs didn’t seem to care, moaning loudly as they wanked hard and kissed passionately.

Suddenly, Ejaz felt his cock grow harder. Even harder than it had already been. He wasn’t sure how that was possible and yet the sensation was undeniable. And then he understood. His cock was starting to grow. He could feel it getting heavier, pulling away from his body as the shaft lengthened and his balls expanded.

As Tyler thrusted into him, he could feel his balls hitting his own growing monster. He had no idea how big they were but the sensation of his growing cock sent him closer and closer to the edge, causing his hole to grip tightly around Tyler’s thick shaft.

He heard Tyler moan and was fairly sure he felt the cock inside him expand. With another thrust, Tyler moaned even louder, and Ejaz felt him pick up the pace one last time.

With another three, no four, long, hard thrusts Ejaz could feel Tyler’s cock explode deep inside of him, flooding his guts with his hot cum.

That seemed to be the signal for Ejaz to do the same, and without touching his newly grown huge cock, it erupted, spraying cum all over the table underneath him and hitting his huge pec tits, causing them to drip in cum.

The sight of it all was enough for Drew and Jake—Drew forcefully grabbed Ejaz’s head. Instinctively, he opened his mouth wide and Drew forced his cock inside before shooting his load deep down Ejaz’s hungry throat. Somehow Jake held off for another moment but as soon as Drew pulled out, he could no longer hold it back. As he grabbed Ejaz’s mouth, the cum was already shooting out of the long shaft, covering his face.

Ejaz eagerly leant forward, keen to swallow the rest of his big load and Jake eagerly obliged, slamming his cock deep into the newly grown stud’s mouth. He gagged a little, but the growth meant he could now easily take such a big cock and he could feel his own cock get hard again.

A sudden wave of pleasure flowed through his body and he burped. As he did so, he felt his body grow a bit further, his pecs once again swelling up, as his other muscles followed suit.

“The special Tyler experience.” Jake laughed as Ejaz bulged up. “Shall we get you measured up now?”

“Oh hell, yeah!” Ejaz said excitedly as Tyler withdrew his cock.

“Here, put this in. Don’t want all the cum getting lost now, do we?” Tyler said, handing him a large blue butt plug.

Ejaz laughed. “I guess not!” He said cheerfully as the three pec studs guided him to a corner of the room. Drew grabbed a tape measure as Ejaz caught the first sight of himself in the floor length mirror and gasped.

“Fuuuck! Is that really me?” he asked. Though he knew it so obviously was. His handsome Middle Eastern features still there, perhaps even emphasised, but the rest…

He bounced his pecs, keen to see what his newly grown body was capable of.

“Now, let’s see…” Drew said as he first put the tape measure around Ejaz’s waist. It read 30”. “Oh nice and small there, Ejaz,” Drew said, sounding impressed.

Next were his tits. It took a bit of help from Jake to get the tape measure all the way round his wide shoulders, but when he did, he gasped.

“Fuck man. The Tyler special continues to do wonders. 95 inches!”

“No way!” Tyler said, sounding shocked. He even had to walk over and see the number for himself.

“Now…” Tyler said, “let’s have a look at that cock.”

Ejaz looked down. His cock was rock hard, the feeling of his body turning him on beyond belief. As Drew put the tape measure on the base, Ejaz spotted his insane balls. They must have been the size of cantaloupes!

“20 inches!” Drew said excitedly. “I guess you got me beat—though not quite Jake, it seems,” he said, laughing.

“Well, Ejaz. Welcome to the team. I hope you’re ready for the ride of your life,” Tyler said as he smacked him on the shoulder.


Within a few hours he was reunited with the other guys from the preceding morning. It seemed that most of them had grown and each of the grown studs made a beautiful tit stud.

When they were sitting naked around the large dinner table in the opulent penthouse, Ejaz looked around the table. Jack, the fem twink who seemed more familiar than most with the life of tit studs was incredibly beautiful. He retained many of his feminine features, his full lips, smooth skin and extremely narrow waist (not to mention his mannerisms). It made him even more attractive than he would’ve been had he been super masculine, Ejaz thought to himself. He had the confidence to carry it off and would undoubtedly be insanely popular.

Lachlan looked like the epitome of tit-equipped surfer dude. His shaggy blonde hair flowing down his head, somehow having grown shoulder length (Drew said it was rare for hair to grow but PecX did strange things). The long hair, touching his powerful delts and traps, wonderfully emphasised his pec tits. His voice had also deepened slightly.

Duante, the Texan hunk, and Xavier, the Haitian stud, were sat next to each other. Duante had retained many of his geeky features, and although Ejaz suspected he no longer had to wear his glasses, he still did so anyways. The thick, black rimmed frame just did something to his face he couldn’t describe. Even those seemed designed just to make his huge tits pop.

Xavier was a few inches taller—and his pecs a few inches bigger. Yet his shoulders seemed to be a bit narrower, as if his body had tried to pack more muscle onto a smaller area. Ejaz looked at them both with lust in his eyes. They were gorgeous.

Daniel was the only one in the room not naked. He had worn a Captain America lycra bodysuit when he came in, and somehow he had managed to get back into it after his growth. The big white star on his chest now seemed stretched to the limit by his huge pecs. Somehow the tits looked even bigger under the strain from the blue fabric. Ejaz couldn’t help but smile. The twink looked just incredible.

Jayesh—the Indian, slightly chubby guy, and Mateo—the Puerto Rican twink, were the two absent.

Just as Ejaz wondered where they had gone, the door opened and Tyler, Drew and Jake came in, sitting down at the table, with Tyler taking the space at the head.

“So glad you guys could join—you all look incredible,” he said as his eyes briefly paused to look at each of them. “You’ll have noticed not everyone has joined us though, and I am sure you’re wondering where your friends are. But one needs a bit of extra attention after dinner and one… well what can I say?

“We always keep one for the big annual PecX get together.”

He said the last sentence a bit dramatically, but Ejaz couldn’t say he knew why. Though he thought he heard Jack gasp.

“That’s in two weeks’ time, and you’ve got a lot to prepare for between now and then, so no need to worry about that.”

As they ate dinner, and the conversation ranged from tits to muscle. Ejaz thought about other topics but started to realise he didn’t really care anymore. He only just about remembered he had to call his new employer to tell them he wasn’t going to turn up. He made a mental note of that as the conversation landed on the annual get together.

It turned out that Tyler was well known in the tit community for hosting all the tit men in the world in one place once a year.

And it turned out they meant it when they said all.

No one was allowed to grow in the two weeks leading up to the event so that anyone who had just grown could attend. They were some of the last to grow before this year’s event. The only few that wouldn’t be there were some of the cows who got milked for their milk and cum.

“How many is that in one place, then?” Mateo asked, curiously.

“About 10,000 nowadays. We’ve rented out a big island in the Caribbean for the occasion.

Ejaz’s mind was blown. 10,000 tit men in one place? That was insane!

“So I guess that means we get to go too?” He said, excitedly.

“Oh yes of course! We wouldn’t dare keep you away from it. It’s why we choose this date—just in time for the party!” Tyler said, smiling.

“We’ll all travel out by plane next week to make preparations,” Jake said. “Tyler organises the whole thing—”

“With your help,” Tyler interjected. “A lot of your help for that matter.”

“—it’s his concepts, his ideas, and his party. We’re going to make sure everything is in top shape.

Ejaz’s head was buzzing. This sounded incredible. This was truly the chance of a lifetime.

When dinner was eventually done, Drew showed them each to their respective, private rooms. Ejaz was last and to his dismay, his was the furthest away from his new friends.

Drew noticed the look on his face as the two walked down the corridor.

“Don’t take it personally. We need your help before you go to bed,” he said, somewhat mysteriously.

Ejaz was confused but followed through the door Drew had just opened nonetheless.

Inside, he saw, Tyler, Jake and… “Jayesh?” He said surprised.

“Oh, hey Ejaz!” Jayesh sounded excited. He had a big smile on his face, but he was still his chubby self. He was wearing a stringer tank top and a pair of tight fitting joggers.

“You look amazing!” Jayesh said excitedly. “I can see the growth has done exactly what it should’ve!”

“I am surprised you haven’t grown yet!” He said.

“Yeah, they said they had a surprise for me and that I would wait until this evening.”

“I thought you said he needed some extra help?” Ejaz said confused.

“He does—in some ways. I want to make sure he’s got a friend by his side for once he’s grown,” Tyler said with a somewhat wicked smile.

Ejaz smiled and thought he knew what Tyler was implying. And he wasn’t wrong. Drew took out another box with vials in it, handed one to Jake and took the other himself. Drew pushed one syringe into Jayesh’s left pec, exposed under the stringer. Jake pushed Jayesh forwards, pulled his joggers down and pushed the second into his ass.

As Jayesh pulled the joggers back up, slightly dazed by the speed at which he had been injected, the three studs walked out of the room.

“Have fun together,” Tyler said as he kissed Ejaz on the lips.

Oh, that would be no problem.

Ejaz looked at the door shut behind the three studs before he looked back at Jayesh. He was delighted to see his chest was already expanding, his tits rapidly pushing the strings of his vest forward.

Ejaz smiled and Jayesh moaned, the growth starting to overcome him.

Ejaz was excited to see someone rip through their clothing—and it was rapidly becoming evident that is exactly what was going to happen.

As the excess body fat melted away, it briefly looked as though Jayesh was wearing loose fitting clothing. But then suddenly, it was as though Jayesh’s muscles exploded.

Ejaz tried to take it all in. Delts growing to the size of bowling balls. Lats spreading wide open. And then those arms. Fuck! His biceps grew so rapidly, he couldn’t even believe it… And then those legs! As his thighs and calves grew to the size of small tree trunks, Ejaz could see the fabric starting to strain, before suddenly a loud tear.

But it wasn’t where he had expected it. It was not under the strain of his thighs that the joggers eventually gave way but by the sudden size of his huge ass.

Jayesh’s briefs came into view, his cock not yet grown. But he could see the bulge expand rapidly—though it seemed to be his balls swelling up and pushing the shaft forward. After another minute, the briefs gave way too and fell to the ground. It revealed two orange-sized balls that were still growing, as the shaft itself started to join in on the fun.

Ejaz was incredibly turned on—almost as turned as he had been getting fucked by Tyler as he grew himself. He grabbed his own thick cock and started stroking it.

He could see Jayesh bulging at the sight of his hard shaft, but he was too overcome by the lust he was feeling for his own, growing body.

As his cock continued to extend longer and longer (as well as get thicker and thicker), Ejaz noticed Jayesh’s pecs were also still growing. The stringer tank was still covering his abs but his pecs had pushed through most of the way at the top, hanging out in an almost obscene but incredibly sexy way.

And then he heard it. One slight, quiet rip. And one string of the vest fell forward. Another moment of growth and another rip. The other string fell down too.

The tank now hung in tatters around Jayesh’s waist, prevented from falling down any further by his thick thighs.

The two newly grown studs didn’t say anything. Ejaz just walked up to him as soon as he knew the growth had stopped and pushed him to the floor. And although he wasn’t strong enough to force Jayesh down, the Indian stud eagerly complied, letting Ejaz take the lead.

He straddled the tit stud’s tiny waist, feeling the thick slabs of pecs under his hands. They felt incredible. As he worshipped, Jayesh moaned loudly and Ejaz could feel his cock harden behind his ass.

But his attention was on those tits. That’s what he had come here for, and he wanted to feel them. He cupped them, licked them, massaged them. It was all he could think about as Jayesh moaned underneath him, writhing with pleasure.

But there was one thing he knew he really wanted.

“Can I fuck your tits?” he asked, the level of his horniness insane and out of control.

Jayesh smiled. “Oh that’s how you want to start this?” he smirked. Not quite what Ejaz had expected.

“Only if I can fuck you after.”

Ejaz didn’t even say anything. He found a bottle of lube and eagerly squirted it on this cock and massaged it into the deep crevice between Jayesh’s huge breasts. The stud moaned as Ejaz prepared him, gently fingering the gap, before leaning forward and placing his cockhead at the base.

“Ready for this?” He asked as he leant over and whispered into Jayesh’s ears.

He could feel Jayesh nod and gently pushed forward. As his huge cock slid forward, he could feel the thick, strong muscles part, making way for his 20” monster.

Jayesh moaned. He hadn’t expected it to feel so good! “Fuuuck,” he said as Ejaz pushed harder and harder. It was almost like the two muscled mounds were resisting just so that Ejaz could feel the intensity of pushing through them.

And it felt incredible. Ejaz’s cock was now over half way inside, so he leant forward, placed one hand on each of the two huge pecs underneath him and started to fuck.

The ability to pound PecX studs’ tits had long been rumoured, but somehow no video of it could be found anywhere on the internet. Ejaz had always been fascinated by it, but this?

This felt incredible. And to his surprise, Jayesh seemed to agree. It was though those breasts were made for fucking, providing pleasure to them both as his huge cock slid in and out.

Ejaz didn’t know how long he fucked Jayesh for but he was surprised he lasted that long! The feeling was one of the most intense sensations he had ever felt, and the view of his thick shaft going back and forth between those huge slabs of muscle…

When he eventually climaxed, his cockhead was poking out just above Jayesh’s pecs. With thick spurts, ropes of cum landed first way over his head, before eventually landing on his face and neck, covering him in the hot white sperm.

Exhausted, Ejaz leant forward and kissed the Indian stud passionately, tasting some of his own cum in the process. When they eventually broke the kiss Jayesh was smiling.

“My turn.”

“All right everybody, let’s go!” came a load voice through the PA system. A huge cheer erupted and Daniel screamed with excitement. He couldn’t believe he was here.

The sun was hot on his skin and he was trapped deep in the crowd of PecX men near one of the big stages. But he didn’t care. The feeling of hot-titted men everywhere had him incredibly horny.

Not that he had stopped feeling horny since had grown two weeks ago. He had thought being a teenager was bad but this… This was almost too much. Or, at least it would be if there weren’t constantly places to have sex.

But he had to get out there. He had a job to do. One more thing before today’s duties were over and he could go have some fun. With a bit more pushing through, he managed to get to the stage and one of the bouncers let him through (also a PecX stud). He found his way to the back of the stage and looked around… There they were!

He walked up to the stud. “Jamar! Michael!” he shouted over the loud music. They looked at him.

“I’m here to take you to Tyler!” he said, still shouting.

They just gave him a thumbs up. God these two studs were gorgeous. And he knew the incredible effect their milk had on PecX men.

He took them through a number of the quiet passageways towards the large villa located just a few hundred metres away, on one of the beautiful beaches of the Island.

When eventually they had left most of the noise behind, Jamar caught up with him.

“Thanks for picking us up man. I had no idea where we were going!”

“Yeah fuck me I was lost,” Michael laughed.

“No worries, it’s a real pleasure helping you guys out,” he said. And he meant it too.

“So you one of Tyler’s new guys?” Jamar asked.

“Yeah I am. I’m Daniel.”

“Nice to meet you Daniel. I always say—Tyler does know how to find them.”

“Haha, thanks,” he said proudly, wiggling his thick, muscled ass.

They got to the villa—a huge luxury complex consisting of multiple, interconnecting buildings, with multiple pools, gyms and bars. It was the place to go for VIPs during the annual get together of PecX studs, so Daniel had learnt. And because he was one of Tyler’s studs, he was allowed to be there too.

He had arrived just a week ago, together with the other studs that had grown at the same time as he had. Private jet straight from NYC. They had even fucked on the plane, joining the mile high club. He’d always wanted to try that.

The festival was a bit manic though, with lots of running around. Of course they had been fucking loads—there was no way to be a PecX stud and not fuck at least four times a day—but there was some real work to be done as well.

Of course it was all high level stuff. Making sure the right people were in the right place at the right time. The venue was set up correctly. An army of people had been hired to work as technicians, bartenders and really—to fulfil any other job that may need to be done.

Most of those men were not PecX studs, as the island was teeming with a crew of about a 1,000 non-PecX studs.

The only other working tit men were the security. There was no chance a traditional bouncer could hold off a PecX stud. And so to at least provide some support, a few were hired as security. They were typically the toughest of the lot and many of them had spent time in the military. They got paid by being VIPs, an upgrade to their status. So while they weren’t working, they were fucking with the hottest PecX studs in the business.

As the three studs arrived at the villa, and Jamar and Michael were immediately waited upon, Daniel found Mateo sitting in one of the lounges.

“You okay?” he asked, a bit concerned.

“I will be soon!” Mateo said with a mix of annoyance and excitement.

Mateo was one of the few guys not working the festival who also wasn’t a PecX stud. Yet.

Mateo had the honour of growing live on stage during the biggest performance of the week. Typically most PecX studs were there, watching, and hoping for a chance to join the grower on stage.

Daniel knew that Mateo didn’t really mind. But before it took place, he had to miss out on a lot of fun, and that didn’t always sit right for him. He took it well but Daniel could see it on his face that he was desperate to ride one of those signature monster cocks, or fuck one of those huge sets of tits.

“You are never going to forget this week. And think of all the future festivals you get to enjoy!”

Mateo smiled. “Thanks Daniel. I appreciate that. You should go have fun now, though, if you can.”

Daniel knew Mateo meant it, and so he got up and continued on. He stumbled into Xavier—the handsome muscled Haitian.

“There you are Daniel! About time you joined the party,” Xavier said, excited to see his Asian-American friend.

And so Daniel allowed himself to be dragged along. His shaggy black hair bouncing in rhythm with his tits with every step he took.

Everywhere in the villa he saw groups of men making out, fucking, sucking and worshipping. Daniel could feel his cock twitch.

Xavier pulled on his arm. “Come on!” He said excitedly. “No time to linger.”

Daniel laughed. There should always be time to linger when there are this many tit studs around… he thought to himself.

But he knew there would be better things wherever Xavier was bringing him. And god he wasn’t wrong.

At the centre of the villa, laid out in a large quad, was a huge swimming pool—almost the size of a normal public pool. The space was surprisingly quiet, yet there was a lot going on.

Tyler and Seo-jun were sitting next to each other on two sun loungers, just talking to each other as two of Tyler’s boys from previous years sucked their huge cocks. Jake and Drew were playing with one of the twinkiest PecX studs Daniel had seen (a very adorable looking Eastern European guy). The twunk had just taken Drew’s fist with a seeming ease most guys would be jealous of, and Jake’s cock was lodged deep inside his throat.

A cute Latino he had already met, Felipe, was sat on the edge of the pool together with the hot ginger stud Lewis.

Two stunning black hunks, Anthony and Ekon, were sat not far from them. Daniel couldn’t help but notice the occasional glances Lewis had at Anthony. It was kind of cute more than anything else.

As Xavier and Daniel walked in, Ejaz and Lachlan came up to them, passionately kissing each of them.

Without much thinking Xavier walked off with Ejaz and Lachlan once again laid his eyes on Daniel.

The two had bonded early on. After they had grown they had spent a lot of time together in that beautiful penthouse in New York. Even since arriving on the island, they had done a lot of their work together. Daniel felt a slight hint of butterflies in his stomach as Lachlan kissed him deeply—a kiss he eagerly returned.

Lachlan seemed to have something in mind and guided Daniel towards the edge of the pool. With his thick legs, he pulled a big inflatable lounger towards him and motioned for Daniel to get onto it. It could easily hold two people, maybe even four non-PecX studs. I guess I can see where this is going, he smirked to himself.

He carefully sat down, climbing onto the lounger. He was surprised it didn’t budge much under his weight. Lachlan eagerly pushed it off as he jumped onto it, straddling Daniel’s small waist as he landed on the inflatable.

As they floated away into the centre of the pool, Lachlan passionately kissed Daniel. The Asian pec stud was keen to reciprocate and as the lounger slowly moved with the invisible current he could feel his cock harden underneath him.

“Someone’s getting exciting there,” Lachlan said in his sexy Australian accent.

“How could I not be,” Daniel said back. Seriously! This blonde surfer tit hunk on top of him, floating in the pool? He was almost leaking with excitement.

Lachlan just smiled as he moved his head down, his lips caressing Daniel’s neck, and then tits. Daniel moaned softly, further aroused by Lachlan’s long blonde hair tickling his sensitive skin.

As Lachlan worshipped his massive tits, Daniel couldn’t help but start to stroke his own massive shaft. As he used two hands to massage all 19.5”, he could feel thick drops of precum hitting his thick abs. He closed his eyes as he moaned.

Suddenly he could feel Lachlan’s tongue gently massaging his thick cock head, causing him to squirm on the lounger. When Lachlan gently started to finger the gap between his huge pecs, the sensations became almost overwhelming.

“Fuck me please,” he whispered.

“Where?” Lachlan said, a cheeky undertone in his voice.

Daniel smiled and opened his eyes, looking straight at Lachlan.

“I think my ass wants some of this,” he said, as he slapped Lachlan’s cock with his own.

“Oh really? Did it not have enough yesterday?”

“It never has enough, obviously. How could it?”

Lachlan was clearly more than happy to obey as he moved to the edge of the inflatable, just about managing to stay on. He lifted Daniel’s thick muscle legs and pushed them forwards, until his knees hit his thick tits, leaving his hole exposed.

“How do you want it,” Lachlan said with his signature teasing smile.

“Oh I dunno—hard?” Daniel said in an innocent tone.

The surfer stud didn’t hesitate. He generously spat on his hand, rubbed it onto his throbbing member and carefully positioned it cock at Daniel’s hungry hole. Just as Daniel felt it twitch involuntarily, Lachlan seized the opportunity and pushed, hard.

With the sheer force of his huge muscular body behind him, Lachlan slid in hard. Daniel screamed with pleasure as the lounger turned a bit from the sudden movement. He could feel the thick cock deep inside him, his ass eagerly taking it.

“I love how you can just take it like that,” Lachlan said, sounding impressed. Daniel beamed with pride as Lachlan grabbed his hips tightly and started to fuck, slowly at first.

As Daniel felt his hole getting stretched open by his hot friend, he couldn’t resist but grabbing those huge tits dangling in front of him. As Lachlan’s cock pulled out and slammed back in again, Daniel eagerly pulled on the top’s hard nipples, causing him to moan loudly.

“Fuuuck yeah!” Lachlan almost screamed. “Worship those nipples.”

Daniel didn’t have to be told twice. Despite the pleasure filling him from the intense fucking, he tried to focus on those insane tits. All he had to use was his hands and so he massaged them eagerly, covering every angle and every inch. He intensely fingered the deep crevice between them and pinched and flicked Lachlan’s sensitive nipples.

With every move, every stroke and every touch, Lachlan seemed to get more and more turned on. Sometimes a pinch would cause him to go faster. At others a gentle fuck of the crevice would slow him to a smooth, steady pace.

All the while, Daniel felt like he was in heaven. As the inflatable bobbed around on the pool Daniel moaned and screamed with pleasure.

They fucked for what seemed like hours, undisturbed by the crowd. Daniel was well aware that more guys had come into the quad and by now, dozens were watching at any one time but he didn’t care. It was normal to have sex in public here—and this wasn’t really in public anyways!

As tit studs came and went from the side of the pool, Lachlan’s stamina turned out to be insane, somehow managing to keep himself close to the edge—but never quite going over.

Eventually though, something had to give in. Or rather—someone did.

It was an intense nipple play streak that pushed Lachlan over the edge after what seemed like several hours of fucking. As Daniel had both his nipples still between his fingers, he suddenly felt Lachlan’s cock swell up—and then explode deep inside him.

Daniel had been on the edge himself for ages, and finally gave his own body permission to release. Without touching his dick again, it erupted like a geyser, covering himself and Lachlan in stream after stream of cum.

When the ecstasy had subsided, Lachlan collapsed onto the horny Asian stud, kissing him passionately.

They somehow made it to shore and found a bed together, falling asleep completely content.


The next morning, Daniel woke up and to his disappointment Lachlan was already gone. When he checked the time he was surprised. 10am! Just enough time to get Mateo ready for the main event.

He found Mateo still asleep in his room. He was one of the few guys to have his own space—mostly because he wasn’t really able to play with the big guys yet.

“You ready for the big day?” Daniel asked.

Mateo looked as excited as a little kid on Christmas. Or possibly even more so. His giddy face was radiant with excitement. He jumped out of bed, wearing his full body lycra suit that he had been wearing on and off since they got here.

“Well, let’s get you ready!”

Some people might think that a bunch of PecX studs seeing another guy grow to the same size as them was not all that exciting. But every year (so Daniel had been told) the event attracted huge crowds.

Daniel had started to understand why. There was a very special version of PecX used for just this event. And although no one had figured out how to make PecX guys grow even bigger, they had long ago managed to make PecX guys produce more milk.

And that was the basic premise of this growth. Mateo would grow to the typically insane size of a PecX man and as he was pleasured by a few lucky tit studs, he would ooze milk.

Someone had even suggested to Daniel that on that day, the growing stud would produce enough milk to feed everyone at the festival. Quite how that seemed possible, he wasn’t sure…

The process for growth was a bit more complex. Besides involving the two standard injections, Mateo had to drink a very specific concoction a few hours before.

“Did you have your drink?” He asked, suddenly remembering Mateo needed to have one more doses.

“No not yet. Though the timer—” He looked at his watch. “—is only just about to go off. Mind grabbing it?”

“Sure!” Daniel said, happy to aid Mateo’s growth.

As Daniel fetched Mateo his drink, he considered his own part in the day’s events. Mateo had been allowed to choose two studs himself that would spit roast him, and one guy he was allowed to tit fuck or get tit fucked by.

After that, there would be another dozen studs or so that could participate. They were drawn at random from the huge crowds. In fact, Daniel thought to himself, they should be getting told now. If 12 guys had to make their way through the huge crowds when the fun began it would take far too long to meet the needs of Mateo—and the gathering masses.

Daniel would be there the whole time—and Mateo had assured him he would be one of the three studs he had chosen to pleasure him before 12 PecX men from the masses would take over.

When Daniel came back, Mateo just came out of the bathroom with a towel wrapped around his waist. Daniel whistled approvingly. He was very sure Mateo would make an incredible PecX stud.

As Daniel gave Mateo the strange, slightly thick concoction, he smiled at the handsome Latino. Within just a few hours he wouldn’t just be handsome, he would be drop dead gorgeous.

“That was the last drink before you grow. Shall we get you dressed?”

Mateo smiled. “Sure—do I now get to know what they want me to wear?”

“Hey, I don’t know either!” Daniel said, laughing. He tried to door on the wardrobe they had tried so many times, but so far it had just been locked.

Thankfully it now opened, as they didn’t have time to wait much longer.

Inside were three hangers, hanging side by side, showcase three different outfits. On the floor of the wardrobe was a letter.

Mateo,

We’re excited you’re now less than an hour away from your growth. We want you to look your best, so we’ve put together three outfits for you to choose from. Each outfit is designed to grow with your body and show of your assets: ass, dick and of course, tits.

We hope you like your options. We’re sure you will look incredible when you grow.

Have fun,
Tyler, Jake and Drew

Mateo smiled at Daniel. “I think I can work with that,” he said as he looked at the outfits.

The first was a fishnet outfit, the small-patterned suit covering head to toe, except a clear hole in the crotch and chest, meaning his dick and tits would hang straight out of the suit. Of course there was easy access at the rear. The black ‘fabric’ would look incredible on Mateo, Daniel thought. It was matched by a pair of big leather boots that would easily come up to Mateo’s knees.

The second was a vibrant red surf suit—essentially a pair of shorts and t-shirt cut together—made out of a shiny, rubber like material. Again, it had a clear hole for the crotch and easy access at the rear. But the t-shirt had been cut off just below the tit line. Daniel knew it would do an amazing job at pushing Mateo’s soon to grow tits outwards. The outfit was matched by a pair of red rubber boots with black laces.

The last outfit was perhaps the skimpiest. It consisted of a pair of short black leather shorts, which instead of letting the dick hang out, had a big codpiece that could be removed, while it also had a zip for rear access. Attached to it was a set of black suspenders that merged into a chest harness. Both the shorts and suspenders were lined with a contrasting white leather, and a pair of thick army boots stood on the floor—also in white leather.

“Fuck, man. This is a difficult choice. I think I wanna see you grow in all of them!” Daniel said, somewhat relieved it wasn’t his decision to make.

“Yeah, I know you would think that but yet… It’s not that difficult for me. It would have to be the first one. Can you imagine the way that it changes as my body grows?”

Daniel could see the point and smiled. “First one it is then!”

He took the outfit off its clothing hook and gave it to Mateo, who eagerly dropped the towel and carefully put on the fishnet suit.

Within a couple of minutes, Mateo had managed to slip most of the suit on, although Daniel had to help him get his arms into the sleeves. When he was done, Mateo stood there for a moment, looking at himself in the large mirror.

Daniel looked on approvingly. His dick was already hanging outside the suit and his perfectly round ass was framed by the thick netting on either side of his ass crack. Somehow it made his ass even more inviting.

But the best part was undoubtedly the way the suit frame his tits. Although it had long sleeves for the arms, the chest was fully exposed and Daniel couldn’t wait until he saw those newly grown tits stick out of it.

“What are you wearing?” Mateo asked as he was putting his boots on.

“I dunno actually. Let’s find out.” He opened a small door in the same wardrobe as Mateo’s outfits had been in and found a note addressed to himself.

Daniel—take the box to match the outfit Mateo has chosen as yours X.

He picked up the first of the three boxes and opened it. Inside was a pair of matching fishnet shorts and matching fishnet crop top… or so he thought. But as he put the items on he realised the crop top was not so much a top as much as it was basically a bra. He looked at the mirror and then at Mateo.

“Fuck, man. I never thought I would say this, but… you look hot in that!”

“Really?” Daniel said, surprised.

“Fuck yeah, you look amazing! I can’t wait to worship you on stage!”

Daniel accepted his fate and finally put on the pair of boots also found in the box. The two guys took one last look at each other—Daniel so excited to see Mateo grow.

And Mateo? He had never been so excited in his whole life.

Mateo felt his heart thumping in his chest as he stepped out of his room with Daniel just behind him. To his surprise, the corridors of the VIP house were empty.

Of course, they’re all at the main stage, Mateo realised.

As he walked through the luxurious corridors of the ultra-modern building, he tried to stay focussed. He had never been more excited and nervous about anything in his life. He had no concerns about the effects of PecX—but what if his performance just wasn’t that good? The expectations seemed sky-high, and how the hell was he going to meet them?

As they walked out of the compound, Mateo could hear the distant noises from the main stage. Thankfully he had been assured his route to the stage would be relatively private, with no need to get amongst the crowd until after the growth.

And so he and Daniel walked through the various backstages areas of the island. Past the various catering stands, occasionally catching a glimpse of PecX studs, with the crowds seemingly moving into the same direction as they were (albeit they were a bit slower).

Mateo wasn’t quite sure where they were going, but Daniel seemed to know the way confidently. As they took turn after turn, the noise of the crowd seemed to get louder and louder.

“AAAAREEE YOU READY?” a loud voice boomed from the speakers. Mateo heard the crowd going crazy.

“IN JUST A FEW MINUTES, YOU WILL SEE THE GROWTH STUD OF THE YEAR!”

Another roar from the crowd, and the excitement now seemed almost palpable.

With one final turn, Mateo suddenly knew they were there. The area was filled with VIPs he had seen around the house and a set of steps led up to the huge stage.

“You ready?” Daniel asked him as he slapped him on his fishnet clad shoulders.

“I think so. I am so fucking nervous.”

“Just enjoy it. The growth is the best thing you’ll experience. Until the sex that follows.”

And with that Daniel pulled him in for a deep and passionate kiss. He knew there was a reason he had chosen the sexy Asian stud as his guide during the lead up to his growth. He couldn’t wait to feel him later on.

“AND NOW! FOR THE MAIN EVENT… PEC STUDS OF THE WORLD… HERE IS… MATEO!”

And with that an invisible hand (probably Daniel’s) pushed him towards the steps to the stage. Suddenly Mateo felt a rush of energy and he ran up them and the stage manager ushered him in the right direction as he walked out in front of the crowd.

In the distance, Mateo could see his own image moving on the large video screens dotted around the place. Inside he felt his stomach do a summersault and for a brief moment he thought his nerves got the best of him as it seemed as though he couldn’t hear a thing.

Then, suddenly, the immense roar of the crowd reached his ears and with a huge smile on his face he reached Jake and Drew—the MCs for event.

“Welcome, Mateo!” Jake said with a big grin on his face. “Tell us a bit about yourself.”

“Well—as you say—my name is Mateo, I’m 26 and I’m from Puerto Rico.” A few cheers arose from the crowds as he spoke.

“You have been preparing for this for a few weeks. Now, are you ready for the two injections that will get you to grow, right here, right now?”

Yes!” he said, as if he had never known anything with more certainty.

With that, Jake and Drew stepped away and two handsome medical professionals came onto the stage. Another huge roar erupted from the crowds as they got ready to watch the growth spectacle.

“Okay, Mateo, ready?” one of the guys said to him quietly, so no one could hear him.

“Yes. Please!” he said, but no one could hear, the roars were so loud.

And with that one of the guys pushed a needle into his left pec and the other into his glutes.

Almost immediately, Mateo felt a rush of energy filling his body, radiating from his pecs and somehow pushing outwards, spreading inside him at a rapid pace

Suddenly, he could physically feel his chest pushing out as he knew his tits started to grow. As he grew, the fishnet suit around him grew with him, somehow accentuating the growth as his legs and arms started to expand as well.

Mateo moaned, just revelling in the intense feeling inside his body, almost forgetting the crowds. Yet, as he grew, he knew the crowd was going crazy. And suddenly he understood. They were reliving their own growth through his performance.

The growth just seemed to go on and on, and as he grew, his tits just seemed to get heavier and heavier, as if they were filling with milk while they were swelling up.

Suddenly Mateo was aware that three guys had come onto stage, including Daniel. His three chosen studs were getting ready for him.

He had chosen the first two for a very specific reason. Twins…

As his growth was subsiding, he finally managed to get a good view of Lewis Souter and his twin Liam. They were a near-identical mirror image of each other.

He had managed to briefly meet them when he thought about asking them to spit-roast him. He had to be sure. But meeting them confirmed all he had hoped for. They were hot, completely in sync with one another and would probably make an incredibly good first fuck.

And with that, Lewis walked up to him (or Liam, who knew!) and pushed him onto his knees, spreading his ass cheeks wide open. The two twins were dressed in identical leather outfits, leather chaps and a leather harness to accentuate their massive tits.

The other ginger twin took a hold of Mateo’s head and pushed his lips into his hardening cock. “That’s it stud, take that ginger cock.”

Mateo didn’t hesitate, but opened his mouth and started to suck as the other twin spat on his ass. He briefly bent over, pushing his lips passionately against Mateo’s twitching hole. After wetting it for a moment, Mateo could feel a strong tongue push forward, darting in and out and spreading him open.

Not wasting anymore time, the ginger twin behind him sat up and put the head of his enormous cock at his hole. While Mateo focussed on the cock in his mouth, he suddenly felt two hands on his hips and with one forceful push his hole spread open.

He almost screamed in pain but within just moments the pain became sheer pleasure as the twin started to fuck him.

The two twins quickly seemed to find each other’s rhythm, as one cock smashed down his throat, the other pulled out his ass. All the while, the crowd was cheering loudly, and Mateo could see plenty of guys jacking off and fucking each other too.

It must have been the largest orgy in the world. And Mateo loved being at the centre of it.

“Fuck yeah, we’re gonna breed that tight ass of yours!” One of the twins moaned as the other aggressively grabbed his head and forced his cock deeper down Mateo’s throat.

“Fuck boy, we’re gonna breed you. You ready to take our PecX cum?”

Mateo couldn’t reply verbally and so instead replied by trying to take the dick in his mouth even more aggressively deep. With just another few strokes he could feel both cocks seemingly grow in size as they simultaneously released huge torrents of cum, flooding Mateo’s hungry guts.

Mateo moaned, his own cock rock-hard and dripping alongside his tits, which seemingly were already showing drips of the milk they were producing.

Then Daniel walked on stage and the crowd cheered again. Mateo looked at him in awe, his huge tits bouncing under the fishnet fabric as he walked towards him.

“Do you want to fuck me or me to fuck you?” Daniel asked loudly—but only Mateo could hear.

Mateo considered for a brief moment. He had thought about this for ages and although he was almost certain he had wanted to fuck Daniel’s incredible tits, he wasn’t quite so sure anymore. The feeling of his tits was more incredible than he could have imagined and as the milk was being produced he could almost feel them swell up. They needed attention.

“Fuck me!” Mateo said excitedly.

Without hesitating they got up on a large platform that had just been brought in. Cameras were roaming around them as Mateo laid down on the table and Daniel straddled his waist.

Daniel’s cock had been trapped in the tight fitting fishnets and so had just about managed to chub up. With one quick movement, he pulled them down and Mateo’s eyes lit up as he saw the growing monster about to fuck his tits.

“You ready for this, stud?” Daniel asked. Mateo just nodded.

“You’ve grown even better than I could’ve dreamed of. You look incredible. So glad I can massage and worship these.” And with that Daniel bent over and started to lick the already leaking nipples.

Mateo moaned, and he suddenly realised how sensitive his newly grown body really was. The sensation of Daniel’s tongue seemed to overwhelm his body, as shivers flowed from his chest, down his spine to his cock.

He was immediately aware of how heavily his cock was leaking and started to moan louder and louder. As the sensations once again overwhelmed him, the noise of the crowd seemed to drown out. He just about noticed the two camera men capturing the action as he threw his head back in ecstasy.

“Just fuck me already!” he finally screamed after a few minutes of being worshipped.

Daniel didn’t have to be told twice. He wet his hands using the oozing milk and Mateo again shivered at the brief touch of the thick, muscled hands.

With a few quick strokes, the milk had generously coated Daniel’s thick shaft. Mateo looked up at the bulging stud’s handsome features as he leant over him, positioning his cock at the base of Mateo’s newly grown tits.

Mateo somewhat braced but when Daniel’s cock finally slid into the huge valley between his pecs, he was still not prepared for the feeling. It was though they were another sex organ—as though a prostate was hidden somewhere inside his chest. The pleasure that flowed out of them was overwhelming and he was forced to close his eyes and curl his toes.

Without much warning, two suction cups were placed over his nipples and within another two thrusts, he could feel the milk start to flow immediately. Somehow that feeling briefly brought him back to the world as the crowd roared as litre after litre of milk was being drained from his huge tits.

Fuuuuck,” Mateo moaned as his pecs get being slammed by Daniel’s huge cock. With each forceful stroke he could feel Daniel’s big balls slap against his muscled eight pack.

“Fuck take that cock!” Daniel said excitedly.

Mateo was lost in a state of pleasure and ecstasy he had never thought possible. As the milk flowed out of his tits, he could feel his cock dripping in precum.

Suddenly he felt something at his mouth and without any thought he opened it, as a thick cock slid in. It was the first of the twelve guys who had been selected to be a part of this.

Mateo wasn’t sure how long it had taken for Daniel to shoot his first load on his chest and face. He did know that as soon as the stud had stood up, someone had lifted up his legs and started to fuck his ass.

The experience was a blur, with so much pleasure that he could barely believe he had experienced it himself. Cock after cock, pec after pec. When the last of the 12 guys had finally shot his load, he wanted more and so more guys joined on stage. He recognised some from his time in the villa, VIPs who would be next in line to fuck him. He didn’t mind. In fact—he needed it.

And all the while he was attached to that those suction cups, milk getting continuously drained from him. Clearly the special drinks had done their work because he never dried up and never got sore.

It was only afterwards he discovered what was done with the milk.

Apparently there were large dispensers around the main stage area and once a good couple of gallons had been collected people could fill up bottles—half a litre each at most. But it seemed to fuel the party to go on longer and longer.

The stamina of all the PecX studs that night was insane. Everyone fucked and got fucked for hours without taking a break—except to get more pec milk.

At some point in the early hours of the morning, as Mateo was still getting fucked, he was fed some of his own milk. To his delight, it had the same effect on him as it did on others and suddenly his horn-levels got even higher and in a brief moment of clarity he realised he wanted to try something.

With a bit of effort, he managed to get up and told one hot black stud (who had been fucking him until a moment ago) to lie down on the table. He eagerly straddled the tit men’s waist and slipped his huge cock back into his almost ruined cunt without any issues. He then pointed at another hot (let’s face it, they were all hot) pec stud and told him to join the stud underneath him.

The guy’s cock jumped with excitement at the prospect of a DP session and didn’t hesitate for a moment. He placed himself between the black guy’s legs, pushed Mateo forward until the suction cups on his tits, hit the tits of the stud underneath him, and placed his throbbing cockhead at Mateo’s hungry hole.

With just a slight push, the second cock slid in and Mateo moaned loudly.

“Fuck, man, take our cocks!” The black guy said eagerly as the two studs started to pump his cunt eagerly.

As the two fucked him, his dick continued to leak precum and the milk somehow seemed to flow even faster. “Fuuuuuck,” Mateo moaned.

“Fuck yeah, bitch! Take that!” the stud on top said eagerly, driving Mateo even crazier.

Mateo couldn’t take this much longer, and suddenly felt he was close to the age. With another stroke, he knew he neared the pointed of no return and as the two cocks slammed deep into him again, he felt the pressure built. Two more strokes and his cock suddenly erupted, covering the ripped abs of the stud underneath him.

As his cock erupted, he could feel his hole milk the two cocks inside him and knew he was drawing the guys closer to the edge. After a few more long thrusts, he felt the first cock erupt, blasting his guts full of thick cum. Within moments, the others followed and Mateo could feel the huge loads drip out of his ass.

Mateo got up to let the black guy leave and although he was about to lay down, another stud—a hot Asian guy—took his place. And another joined him on top. A second DP in a row. This would indeed be a night to remember.

Tyler sat down in his favourite arm chair, looking out over the view across New York. He was tired but god he felt good. A big party, so many tit men, fucking and sucking and having endless sex.

He couldn’t quite believe it had been over thirty years since he had first grown, and yet he still didn’t look a day older. He had lost count of the number of guys he had grown, how many parties he had thrown. The years of PecX had changed the world—and Tyler was quite sure it was for the better.

He poured himself a whisky and took a bit swig. He could never have predicted that that clinical trial many years ago would’ve let to this. To a male beauty revolution. To a life of wealth and luxury. And to a seemingly long life.

He sighed, contently. Life was good.

 

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