Devil in the Details -- Bigger is Better

Cody reracked his weight. This had probably been the worst workout of his life but he was too distracted to really focus on it. About 3 weeks ago an absolute unit of a man had walked into his gym and he couldn’t take his eyes off him. Not cause he was gay or anything, but because he was everything that Cody so desperately wanted to be. 

Hell, nearly everyone stared as that giant walked in. He had a naturally alluring presence. His size and strength only seemed to draw people in. The other guys had started working out harder even though all the attention was still on him. Once Cody learned his name and FaceSpace profile, he instantly followed him.

Not in a gay way. Just in admiration. Admiration that somehow David could work a 9-5 outside in the hot sun and then come and workout for another 2 hours and barely break a sweat. He posted pictures of his hard muscles nearly every day talking about how big and strong he was. 

“How do you do it?” Cody asked in the locker room.

“Do it?”

“C’mon man. Don’t act dumb…”

“Oh,” David flexed his large bronze arm. The thick muscle bulged with power. “You mean get this big?”

“Yes…”

“And I assume hard work, a good diet and TruSize Protein powder isn’t going to cut it either?”

Cody rolled his eyes again.

“Thought so,” David said. “Well I have this guy.”

“Yeah?”

“You know… I probably shouldn’t say anymore…”

Cody blocked his exit. He may not have been as big as David but he was by no means small. He’d done his fair share of high school football and had been working on getting to a pretty decent size. Even if he wasn’t as cut or defined or even as thick, he could still hold his own. “Now wait a second,” Cody said. “It’s fine. I won’t tell anyone.”

“It’s not really that…”

“What? A price? That’s totally understandable. I’ve got money.” 

“That’s not really what he wants.”

Cody smiled. “Dude. You for real?” David nodded. “I’d be willing to do almost anything to get to your size. Is it some gay shit?” Cody paused, thinking about it a bit more. “Does he film you?”

“Not unless you ask.”

“Then fuck yeah. Where’s this guy?” Cody asked.

“If you’re really willing to make a deal, I’ll take you there.”

Cody followed David back to the big man’s truck. Somehow it looked just as masculine and strong as him. Dried mud covered some of the seats, but Cody wasn’t about to complain. The jock wanted to know what a guy like David was on. How could someone possibly get to be near 300 pounds and then also have such cut and defined abs? Or how his arms were so thick with just pure muscle?

There was no way it was natural. After a few years of graduating high school, he’d started to develop a bit of a belly. The other guys in the gym said it was just his eating habits. But Cody knew those guys were on something too. They may not have been as big as David, but he knew they were on something. Their defined muscles and cut abs were nothing like Cody, who had also been trying to get the same. 230 pounds looked way different at 17% body fat than it did at something closer to 10%.

David drove down the old back roads, to what was the middle of nowhere. “You’re not going to kill me out here? Are you?” Cody joked. David had stopped at a large abandoned looking factory that hadn’t been in use in decades. 

“No,” David smiled. “This is where the guy is. I met him to do a photo shoot.”

“Uh-huh…” Cody stepped out of the truck closing the door. He followed David into the building and was surprised to see it was as empty on the inside as it was on the outside. A thick layer of dust filled most of the building but it did look like there had been a few other people who’d come and go before. 

“Hello!” a man called out to them. He was dressed head to toe in black, with a tie that had a few white stripes in it. He stood dead center of the building and didn’t seem to move out of the black circle that surrounded him. 

“Uhh… Hi,” Cody waved his hand as he walked closer. 

“Oh, I see my client has brought a friend,” the man said.

“I did,” David said. “He wants to get bigger, like me.”

“Is that all?”

“Well…” Cody put on a sly smile. “It’s not like I wouldn’t mind being bigger than him.”

“Oh-ho!” the man in black laughed. “So greedy…” 

Cody put on a laugh with him but it slowed when he felt like he’d seen a flash of gold in the other man’s eyes. “Uh… Yeah. So what do you have him on?”

“Have him on?” the man tilted his head, squinting a little bit.

“You know. Roids. What roids do you have him on? And I don’t care if they have some kind of side effect like my dick shrinking. I get there’s a price. But I’m willing to pay that.”

“You are?” the man asked.

“Absolutely! If I can fucking look like that, losing a fucking inch or two off my dick ain’t that bad!”

“So it’s a deal?”

“Sure. Yeah. Whatever,” Cody dismissed. “Just make me look like him.”

The man smiled, held his hand up, and snapped his fingers. “Done.”

“Wha--” But Cody couldn’t even finish the sentence as he felt a pain run through his chest. He gripped his heart, as it suddenly sped up to twice the rate it had been. He clenched his chest but that didn’t do anything. Blood was flowing through his body faster. With each pump his veins engorged and showed out of his skin.

With each additional pump his muscles started to grow while the fat covering the muscles receded. He could feel the strength and power being pumped into them. Growing more. And more. Even with the loss of fat, he didn’t lose any of his size. At 220 he cut off about 5% of his fat but then retained his weight making his muscles look even more defined.

“Holy shit…” Cody muttered as he was coming down off of that high. His cock was still throbbing, harder than it had ever been in his life. Blood seemed to be rushing everywhere other than his mind, but that euphoria was all he wanted. He flexed his arms watching the softball sized muscle flex and bounce. His hand slid under his shirt, running against the hard pecs and over each and everyone of his abs. “Oh fuck…” his hips thrust at the sensation. “You..? You did this?”

“Of course I did,” the man said. “Just like how I did it for David.”

“And you… You can do more?”

The man smiled. “You sure are a greedy one…”

“And you didn’t make me as big as David,” Cody shot back.

“Oh-ho! No, I supposed I didn’t. But I’ll need a bit more from you…”

“Take it,” Cody breathed.

“Hmmm?” 

“Take another 2 inches off my cock. I don’t fucking need it. I need to be bigger.”

“Oh? If that’s what you want.”

“Hmph!!” Cody grunted. The growth was starting again. He could feel his blood rushing to his muscles. “Fuck… Yeah!” Through the pain and discomfort came the joy of feeling the growth. He could feel his pecs pressing harder against his t-shirt. The two large muscles hung far out in front of him. But his waist stayed relatively the same size. After losing all the fat, it’d gone down to about 36 inches and was shrinking again. While on the reverse side, his shoulders were widening, filling out the shirt that had fit him pretty comfortably just moments before.

The sleeves slid over his boulders of shoulders and couldn’t quite hold on any more. The seams ripped apart letting his arms finally free. His good sized arms bulked up to something even larger. Things bodybuilders would have had to spend years upon years of hard work, but he’d just gotten them in a moment. “Oh God yes…” he moaned.

His thick meaty hands ran across his growing pecs. When they hit his perky nipples he could feel his dick throb with even more excitement. While everything else was growing, his cock was rapidly receding. What had been a decent sized 6 inches was now just barely 2. But when his massive hand brushed up against it, he couldn’t believe how much more sensitive it’d become. 

Every muscle in his body flexed and his jeans didn’t stand a chance as the thick quads burst through the hard denim. He let out a bit of a roar and could feel himself coming down from that high. He tore the tough fabric away, giving himself a nice pair of booty shorts. However, in the joy, he hadn’t noticed his toes had creeped their way out of the front of his shoes. Even if he wanted to look down, he couldn’t see over his massive pecs.

“Better?”

“Oh fuck… Fuck yeah!” Cody panted. “But I’m still not big enough.” His near 300 pound body was hard to move. The thick muscles moved against each other making him lose almost all of his flexibility.

“More?”

“Yes! More! Please. I need to be bigger! I need to be stronger! I’ll give you more of my cock.”

“No… Don’t really want that…”

“I’ll suck your dick! I’ll let you fuck me in the ass! You can film it if you want! Please just make me bigger!”

“Hmmm…” the man was taking his time watching as Cody grew more and more desperate. He loved seeing the desperation in his eyes as he would do nearly anything just to get more of that size. “How about… You let other guys do all of that whenever they want. And you’re more than happy to whenever they ask you for it.”

“DEAL!”

“Perfect…”

Instantly Cody could feel the surge of growth filling his body. The already bloated and bodybuilder sized muscles somehow grew even larger. They filled with blood, swelling to an even larger size. Already massive arms grew more. His pecs hung far out in front of him. His abs were all the more defined. “Sooo goooooodd…” he moaned as his hands ran across their unbelievable size. He could feel the strength behind each and every wall of muscle.

One of his hands went to his cock. He could only use a finger and thumb to gently massage himself. But the feeling was amazing. Just visualizing himself walking into the gym while all the other guys ogled and fawned over his new size was enough for him. He could feel his balls churning and churning as he played with himself more and more. “Sooo goood… Soooo Biiiigggg…”

Cody couldn’t hold himself back anymore. It was like a damn bursting in his mind. But out in front of him, only a time amount of cum released from his dick. The way he shouted out his pleasure, it was probably one of the best feelings he’d ever had in his life. His knees were still quaking at the sensation running through his body. “So damn big!”

“Yes. Yes you are,” the man said.

“Can you…” Cody was a bit hesitant. “Can you make me even bigger?”

“Hhmmm…” the man cocked a smile. “Bring me something to offer, and I’ll think about it.”

“Yes sir!” Cody said obediently. “C’mon David! Let’s go workout!”

David rolled his eyes. “You don’t even have anything to wear…”

“So?” Cody looked down at his body. Almost every part of him bulged with part. “Think they’ll care?”

“They might…” David said. “Let’s get you something to wear first.”

“Hmmm… Or is it that you’re just jealous that they’ll be looking at me instead of you..?” Cody accused. “I mean it’s gotta hurt to be so small… Right?”

“Oh fuck you,” David pushed back.

“Ooo… That doesn’t sound too bad either…”