And then They were Bigger End

“So, you’re the last one,” Doug crossed his arms over his thick chest and smiled. It shined through his reddish beard. “And it sounds like you have a pretty good idea who it might be.”

“An idea…” Allen replied. He looked around the room and his eyes landed on Tyler. He was busy updating his status.

“Me?” Tyler laughed. “You think it’s me?”

“It’s just a thought,” Allen said.

With a forced smile and slight tilt of the head, he crossed the room. “And why’s that?”

“You’re the only one who… Let’s say, enjoyed this,” Allen smiled back. He didn’t have the same handsome way of doing it as the online model. But at the same time he could make it look just as confident. 

“Oh, and no one else enjoyed it? I think I remember several students standing up and claiming they wanted to be bigger without any hesitation,” Tyler didn’t back down. He made sure to stand just mere inches away from the other guy, trying to look as intimidating as possible. Yet Allen didn’t back down.

“You think I’d be scared because you are standing right next to me?”

“Or turned on,” Tyler answered. He flexed his chest.

Allen felt his face flush a little red. “Can’t deny that one.”

“Then why don’t you just say it?”

“Because… I don’t want to,” Allen put his hands on the strong pecs in front of him. He gave them a light squeeze and pushed back at Tyler. His large body moved at the light push, falling into one of the chairs. “Rather I don’t need to. I’m perfectly fine the size I am…” He undid the button of his pants and let them fall around his ankles.

Tyler sat there stunned. “You got a license for that firearm!?” One of the guys shouted.

“You don’t need to worry, I know perfectly well how to use it,” Allen kept his attention on Tyler as he moved his hands up and down the other man’s body. His hands squeezed and groped each of the firm muscles, making sure to test their strength all the way. “See, I don’t think you fully understood what all you did.”

“O-oh?” Tyler felt the words get caught in his mouth.

The confidence in Allen only seemed to double. “No, I don’t think you do. You made everyone into what they think a jock is supposed to be. What they always admired. Or envied. Or lusted after.” He put his lips less than an inch away from Tyler’s as he said it. The jock leaned in for a kiss but Allen pulled back, only taunting him more. His hands were teasing and manipulating Tyler’s emotions enough. 

“And… And why’s that?” Tyler tried to keep control.

“Because it’s what you wanted. You wanted a big ole harem of sexy jocks and then you got it. Each one was a sexy… sexy addition. And you loved every second of it. Yet you tried to stay in the background and not be noticed,” he leaned in for another kiss. “But I noticed,” it was an almost silent whisper. 

Tyler finally broke the space between them. He was tired of being taunted and teased as Allen stayed just a few centimeters away from his lips. He wanted to taste the other person’s mouth and feel Allen’s tongue roll around with his. And surprisingly Allen was incredibly good at it. He seemed to know how to pause and make Tyler beg for more. Intentionally keeping everything so he could feel his larger muscles. His small hands traipsed all over his body feeling every muscle but slowly moving down towards his true goal. Even though Allen wasn’t nearly as big or strong he hefted Tyler’s legs over his shoulders exposing that tight little asshole. 

“Oof…” Tyler felt his back slide against the hard plastic seats. “So rough…”

“You like it,” Allen grinned. His eyebrows were pointed down but he was clearly enjoying himself as he pressed his cock against Tyler’s hole. The loud, ‘ooooo…’ and the way Tyler gripped the armrests on the chair made him just push even harder.

“I know… But I just want you to say it…” Tyler gasped as the hard cock invaded him. Even though he’d tried to prepare himself a little bit, he didn’t expect something so large to push inside of him. It split him open and he did his best to hold on.

“And why’s that…”

“Because you want to be bigger…”

“Because I want to be bigger?” Allen taunted back. He hadn’t realized what he’d done until he’d done it. “You bastard.” His hips thrust harder. It was just supposed to be a simple taunt. One he’d always done to make the other person feel mocked. “You’re going to pay for that…”

“Make me,” Tyler knew what he was doing. He could feel Allen dripping in lust as he saw his exposed body and wasn’t thinking straight anymore. It was his only real chance. And he was going to enjoy every moment of it. 

An angry laugh was caught in Allen’s throat as he thrust harder. Apparently the first thing to grow was it, as apparently the solid eight and a half inches weren’t quite large enough. It somehow gained even more in that confined space, opening it up even more. Each throb he could feel it digging deeper and widening as his balls dropped a little more. “Fuck you… You think you’re so clever.”

Tyler giggled at the accusation. He’d gotten what he wanted and then some. Hearing Allen’s voice deepen with a bit of gravel filled him with joy, making his cock throb with anticipation. He could already see his thin hands starting to bulk up with muscle as they gripped the two arm rests of the chair around him.

“You like that?” he thrust harder. Tyler’s body folded back more as Allen’s body grew taller. Bones thickened and then lengthened. Muscles packed on top of them. Filling out his frame. Tyler’s legs no longer sat on the boney shoulders but rested on his wide round boulders. Allen’s chest pushed far out in front of him but his waist stayed perfectly tucked in. Six round bumps appeared and only grew more defined.

“I do,” Tyler answered.

Allen gave another grunt. “Good,” he thrust again. But his cock couldn’t go any deeper. It hit a wall and seemed to have sent Tyler into another world. Seeing the calculating asshole’s eyes go wide and fill with untold lust brought a smile to his angry face again. “You sure you like it?” he pushed a little harder.

“Uh-huh…” Tyler moaned. He felt his cock throb as his body was folded against itself. Allen was only encouraged by his confirmation and kept doing it. Tyler was losing himself. He couldn’t stand it anymore. The strange feeling inside him was too much and he couldn’t hold it back anymore. Tyler felt his body convulse as his cock sprayed his torso and face with cum.

“Too much?” Allen mocked. But feeling his tight ass push and pull against his cock was pretty good for him too. He gripped the seat tighter trying to hold himself back. 

“Maybe a little…” Tyler smirked. 

The innocence and joy on Tyler’s face sent a wave of pleasure through Allen’s body. The big guy couldn’t hold it back anymore. He felt his body thrust a few times on its own emptying out the contents in his balls. “Good…” he grunted trying to save face. 

But the smile on Tyler’s face only made him more grumpy. He knew he’d given in. And now was stuck in that position until the blood in his cock finally decided to move out. Allen went to flexing his twenty inch arms and even thicker legs to move the blood elsewhere. When he finally felt it loosen enough he pulled out and brought the baggy shorts around his legs up around his waist. “Don’t think I’m over this asshole,” he growled.

“I know you’ll never be over my asshole,” Tyler thrust his body against Allen’s. Even though he was over 6’, Allen still stood a head taller than him with muscles just as packed and dense as his. “Picture time, to celebrate.”

“Ey! At least wipe your face off!” Allen scolded.

Tyler nuzzled his face between Allen’s pecs making a bit of a wet spot between them. “Better?”

Allen frowned to hide his smile. “Better,” he stated.

“Good,” Tyler flipped out his phone and posed for a picture. Allen let out another growl but threw up an arm for a flex as Tyler pulled himself closer to his large muscular body. Even though Tyler wasn’t small he looked absolutely tiny next to Allen’s large imposing body. He threw up a flex of his own but it didn’t look nearly as impressive as Allen’s.

“Good?” Allen glared. He hated pictures. 

“Good,” Tyler typed into his phone and it was posted online. 

“Good…” Allen turned to the rest of the class. “Alright boys! Our first class is over but we’re not done yet. Coach and Doug will be the ones in charge but for the rest of the semester I expect you all to be on your best behaviour. Got it?”

“Got it!” the rest of the class chanted back.

“Good,” Allen stated. “Now coach,” he turned back to Coach Schaffer. “Is there anything left for us to go over?”

“I don’t think so,” he smiled. “I just want to have a good semester. That’s all.”