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Fantasy Football Roster Part 02
🕑 Added 2020-04-17 01:35:36 +0000 UTC“Are you sure about this?” Cole was starting to get cold feet as they sat in his truck outside of his house. “I mean… We can always just do this later. Or pretend that we’re roommates or something.”
“No,” Martin answered. There was no question or debate in his voice.
“But…”
“Do you want to be with me?” Martin offered the ultimatum.
Cole squirmed in his seat. Despite being so confident in everything he’d ever done, now Cole felt like he didn’t know. It was going to cause so much conflict. “Yes. But…”
“No buts,” Martin stayed firm.
Words were caught in the back of Cole’s throat as he tried to think about what to say. Martin looked and sounded so confident. But how could he? There was no way he knew what was going to happen. They’d met in college after his breakup with Michelle and Cole had kept his secret for the entire year, only to finally let it all burst out in the shower. “But you don’t know my family.”
“Do you think they’re going to scare me away?” Martin moved his heavy bulk across the console in the middle of the truck. His hand pressed lightly against Cole’s leg as he brought himself closer and closer to his face. “I know you find me sexy. But I can be scary too…” He added a playful growl and leaned in more for a kiss. Their lips touched and Cole forgot where he was.
All he could focus on was the tongue invading his mouth and playing with his. Two rough hands found their way under his shirt and ran up and down his firm muscles. Cole’s body bucked at the sensation. The feeling was just like in the locker room all over again. He could feel his dick throbbing for attention and asshole begging to be filled.
Then it all stopped. Cole’s body leaned forward trying to recapture what had left his mouth but nothing was there. “Does that give you enough incentive?” Martin asked.
“Huh?” Cole looked around to realize they were still in his truck. “I… I… Okay…” he finally gave in. “We can tell them.”
“Good boy,” Martin ran his hand over Cole’s shoulder and down his firm arm. “And then I’ll make sure you know it was all worth it later tonight. Got it?”
“G-g-got it,” Cole felt his brain freeze at the proposition. So many different thoughts and fantasies were running into each other as he tried to figure out which one he would like best.
“Good,” Martin gave his arm a good squeeze and pulled his weight out of the truck. His big burly body walked with more confidence than Cole felt it should have. But thinking about how much strength, power and endurance he had, it made sense. Thinking back to the gym, he couldn’t see how with so much extra weight Martin could outpace him like it was nothing.
Martin stood at the door ready to knock. “You coming or what?” he shouted down back at the truck.
“Oh shit. Right,” Cole felt his hand drifting over his crotch again. He couldn’t believe how horny of a guy he could be. But since he’d found Martin, it seemed like he couldn’t stop. Just thinking about his naked body again, sent all his blood to between his legs. Cole jogged up to the front porch and pushed it open. “Mom? Dad?” he called from the foyer.
Balloons and his NFL team’s logo were strung up all over the walls and hanging down from the ceiling. Streamers lined the banisters and connected the balloons together to bring more of the room together. The two story upper middle class home looked a bit over decorated but his mother clearly had put everything into its proper place. She clearly made sure that just walking in, every guest would know exactly what was being celebrated and why.
“They’re not here dingus,” Owen said. The younger brother was playing video games with his friend who was lying on the floor with his feet crossed and legs bent behind his back. The resemblance between Owen and Cole was pretty unmistakable but clearly Cole had been putting a lot more effort into his body. Owen didn’t look bad per say, however he didn’t have the clearly defined and thick muscles as his older brother. His natural size and strength was obvious, even if it wasn’t refined at all.
“Where are they?”
“Dunno,” Owen shrugged his shoulders and kept playing his game. “Out.” His friend seemed to giggle at his cold demeanor towards his brother.
“Do you when they’ll be back?”
“Nope. I’m not their keeper. But I’m sure it’ll be before the party. So you and your partner can do whatever you want,” Owen emphasized ‘partner’ in a way that made Cole freeze up. The cold callous way seemed to imply more than Cole had ever said, yet he shouldn’t have known.
Martin pulled out his phone and started typing something. “And what do you think we want to do?”
“I don’t fuckin know. Whatever you fags normally do?” Owen said. His friend shifted uncomfortably on the floor. He seemed to have flinched at the second sentence. “You two spend so much time in the gym together checking each other’s bodies out just figured you’d want some time alone to do it here.”
“We just--”
“You just want to fuck each other I know,” Owen finished Cole’s sentence. “You watch each other get bigger--”
His sentence was cut off as a strange feeling ran through his body. Every muscle in his body froze but then seemed to spasm at the same time. He could feel the rush through his body and what should have been uncomfortable almost felt erotic.
“You alright?” Cole asked. He was used to Owen going a lot harder on him and not stopping.
Owen brought his hand to his head and rubbed it back and forth. “Yeah? I think so… It was so weird. All of a sudden it was like every muscle in my body demanded to grow bigger.” He let out a grunt as again each and every one of his muscles tightened in his body and then grew bigger. He could feel the blood pumping through him growing his muscles even more.
“What?” Cole and Owen’s friend asked at the same time. Martin was just busy typing away at his phone like nothing was going on.
“What do you mean, ‘what?’” Owen said. “Look at me. I’m bigger,” he let out another grunt as he tried to hold up his arms to flex. His muscles were more filled out and removing the empty space in his shirt. He smiled wildly as he watched his biceps peak a little bit more. “I’m so much bigger!”
Cole stared, a bit confused. He didn't know why his little brother kept saying that. Or why he was wearing such tight clothing. Owen’s shirt was straining against his heavy pecs and his sleeves had rolled slightly up over broad shoulders. While the bottom slid up his semi blocky abs. The shirt was at least a size too small, and he almost wondered how Owen even got it on.
“Jesus… Just look at me! I’m even bigger…” another grunt, “than you.” Owen pointed at his older brother. He wasn’t the ‘little’ brother anymore. Just standing about an inch taller than the soon to be pro footballer with arms just as big. He flexed them to feel the strain against his sleeves. The fabric was rapidly starting to lose the battle against his growing size. Owen’s second shelf of abs were starting to show as his shirt lifted even higher. “Fuck yeah. I’m getting even bigger!”
Cole looked up at his brother, still confused. He didn’t know what he was talking about. It’d been years since Cole was bigger than him. He always hated just how easily his younger brother could grow and now he was bragging about it like it was nothing. That only seemed to annoy Owen even more.
“C’mon look at me! Look at me grow bigger!” Another grunt came out of Owen as he held up his growing bicep. 17 inches turned into 18 as his veins bulged out of his skin. Every muscle was covered in the crisscross nature of the circulatory system as more power was pumped into his muscles.
However Cole didn’t seem to notice. Owen turned to his friend for the gratification he was looking for. “C’mon Troy! Look at how much bigger--” A tear from his shirt made his smile grow even larger. Owen’s heavy pecs and wide shoulders were naturally starting to tear apart the large shirt he was wearing. The only part that still fit was around his cut 33 inch waist.
“Yeah… You sure are big,” Troy stayed in his laying down position but his hips moved back and forth. His eyes seemed to be just offset from looking at Owen’s body directly.
“C’mon… That’s all you have to say? I’m bigger!” That was the final straw for Owen’s shirt as he tore off his body. The two bulbous pecs were finally freed. “Damn… Look at that…” he smirked using his hands to tear the rest. The shirt rip apart easier than paper under his massive hands.
“Oh fuck… I wanna just fuck you so bad…” moaned Troy as his hips maneuvered against the ground. He’d been trying to contain his thoughts since he got there but hearing that shirt rip from Owen’s body was too much for him to handle. But once he realized that Owen was staring at him weirdly he quickly clapped his hands against his mouth.
“You want to fuck me?” Owen was confused. Somehow he never realized his friend was gay. “No way. This body is for you only.” He paused hearing the words come out of his mouth. “No wait. This is for you only!” There was more conviction behind his voice but for some reason he was acting like that wasn’t what he wanted to say. “What’s going on!? I’m finally bigger…” his muscles grew even more. The socks he was wearing were starting to stretch out more against his giant feet. Then he collected himself. “But this is all for you!”
Troy got up. His erection was clearly pulsing against his pants. “It is?” he moved closer to the giant in front of him. At 6’5” and a good 280 pounds of pure muscle, Owen towered over him. One hand could have easily wrapped all the way around the thickest part of Troy’s arm but he backed up.
“Now wait a second…” Owen held his hands out in front of him. “Just because I’m bigger,” another deep grunt as his muscles grew even bigger, closing in on 300 pounds. His body backed against the couch and he fell on it hard. “That doesn’t mean I’m gay,” he tried to defend his sexuality.
Troy’s small body seemed to still slink closer and closer to the giant, struggling on the couch. Owen’s large muscles didn’t seem to work as intended anymore. They weren’t following their masters commands and seemed to not know what to do. “Do you want to have sex with me?” Troy asked. He invaded Owen’s space, getting right up close and personal. His tiny hands landed on the giant’s abs and went up to his thick pecs.
“I want to have sex with you!” he shouted defensively. Troy liked the answer and his hands went back down to Owen’s shorts. The soft stretchy fabric may have started to strain against his growing body but it’s elasticity could handle the growth. They dropped down around his feet and his legs naturally picked up to let Troy remove the shorts completely. “What’s going on?!” But then his eyes caught the sight of his dick. The throbbing 4 and a half inches looked even smaller sitting next to his legs. “WHAT?!” he cried out in shock. “I’m supposed to be bigger!”
Owen’s dick throbbed again and pulled closer against his body. He could feel all his muscles pumping bigger while his dick shriveled up just a little bit more. “I think you’re plenty big,” Troy gave the prick a nice little peck and then slid it into his mouth.
“But… No… I’m supposed to be bigger…” Owen felt his body enjoy the feeling of Troy’s lips around his dick as his muscles grew even more. He was now smaller hard than he used to be soft.
At the same time it was getting harder for Troy to keep it in his mouth as it pulled back into Owen’s body. Even with Troy’s smaller fingers it was hard to properly fondle Owen’s tiny balls. “You’re big enough for me,” Troy smiled. His hands moved from Owen’s dick and slid over his impressive abs. Even though he was so large, Owen kept his waist thin.
“Oh god…” Owen moaned as he felt the soft hands run over his hard muscles. Each one seemed to love the touch, forcing his dick to throb even more excitedly at the prospect. But it was feeling his legs lifted slightly, exposing his asshole and feeling the hard dick press up against that made him cum all over his abs. He couldn’t control himself as he felt sensation against his ass.
“You’re excited,” Troy chided. There was still a smile on his face as he pushed a little harder, watching the big man’s dick harder again.
“I only like you…” Owen moaned.
“I know,” Troy pushed harder. He could feel the seal break as his dick pushed in. The sudden jolt through Owen’s body only seemed to encourage Troy even more. He watched the big muscle man squirm and flex at the new sensation. Owen’s strong hands gripped the couch tightly. He tried to keep his voice down but deep sensual moans just kept coming out of him. And then he came again, coating his abs in another stream of his seed.
“Oh God…” he moaned, even louder.
The sudden clench of his ass against Troy’s dick sent the smaller man over. He couldn’t contain himself anymore and released inside the other man’s ass. Several large splatters filled Owen’s insides, only causing him to moan out in pleasure more and more at the sensation. His dick throbbed and threatened a third release but somehow held off.
“Oh God…” Owen was coming to at the new sensation. “Oh God!” he saw his friend between his legs and noticed just how large the rod between his legs was. And yet it fit so comfortably inside him. He looked around thinking that everything should have been strange but he felt oddly comfortable in the room naked with the other three guys looking over him.
Then a car door outside closed. “Oh shit!” Owen jumped from the couch and rushed out of the room with Troy right behind him.
Their parents were home.
