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“Ck…..so stupid,” I checked the dude beside me. Still deep in his sleep, I see this as a chance for me to escape. I open his drawer and take some underwear randomly as I pick the black Calvin and use it on my own. Then, I put out the device to clone his phone on mine while I pick some clothes from the closet. I stuff it all to my backpack as I dispose my clothes from last night, damn my panties soaked because the dude spill his load on it, and it’s a fuckin’ Victoria Secret grrr, so I open his wallet and then decided to take the wallet instead “To pay for my panties you fucker,” I pick a pair of sneaker and then as I tied it up, I remember that this dude has a goddamn Porsche so I grab the key then I left him in his slumber and ready to fuck his life to avenge my friends who he betrayed. First, gonna make the Porsche hit a goddamn lamppost and left it nonchalantly with his driver license in it in the middle of New York, gotta be a good start for his downfall.

Swapping Stone

requested by musclegrowthmaker123 

‘Sorry man… I’m busy tonight.’ Ceaser looked down at his phone and sighed. It was another Friday night that John was blowing him off on. He’d been trying to back off a little thinking that something must have been bothering his friend so he decided he wouldn’t push it too hard.

“Oh well,” Ceaser said as he stood up from the riverbed. He’d gotten into colleting rocks recently and spent his days down by the river when his friends were busy. He’s found quite a few stones that looked really nice. They were so smooth to the touch from the river. He always loved finding new ones. But the sun was starting to set and he needed to head home before dark. As he was turning around, a bright glimmer caught his eye. It was a purple light that was bouncing off a stone in the river.

Ceaser took his shoes off again and waded into the water. He reached down and grabbed the purple stone. “Woah,” he smiled at how brightly colored the stone was. He’d never seen anything like it before. Just watching the light reflect off its shiny sides was getting Ceaser excited. “This is so cool!” he exclaimed.

Tossing it in his pocket he rode back to his house. The sun was almost completely gone as he entered the front door. His dad looked up from his chair. “Thought you were going out,” he said gruffly.

“Uhhh… No… Not tonight. Everyone’s busy,” he shuffled around in his pocket holding onto the stone. “I’m probably going to do something tomorrow.”

“You should go out tonight,” his dad repeated. In Ceaser’s nervousness he kept running the stone through his fingers. It helped keep him a little calm but, “You playing with yerself when I’m talking to you?” His dad stood up from the chair. “Da fuck is wrong with you?!” He towered over his 18 year old son. The two didn’t have anything in common. Even their stature was completely different. “Huh?”

“No!” Ceaser whined back. “I… I found this stone.” He pulled it out and it started to shine even brighter. “It’s really smooth and I…”

“This is what you do all day?” His father’s voice raised as Ceaser pulled himself back. “No wonder you’ve only got like three fucking friends.” His father walked around clenching his fists. “Just go around all day and play with fucking rocks. Why don’t you get yourself a girl or somethin?  You know be a real fucking man!” He flexed his body menacingly. It was something he did when he was angry. “Stop playing with these stupid rocks!”

His father reached for the stone but Ceaser pulled it in. He gripped it tightly in his hand while his dad struggled to pull it away. “No…” he fought back. Ceaser used all his strength to hold onto it while his dad tried to pry it out. For a second he was surprised at just how long he’d been able to hold onto it. Ceaser opened his eyes but his mouth dropped with it. “D-d-dad?” he asked. “What’s happening to you?!”

The question snapped his dad out of his anger. “Da fu…” he couldn’t finish the curse as he stared down at his body. The large size he’d gained over years of working outside with his body were dwindling away. His shirt that wrapped tightly around his torso was loose. It drifted to one of his shoulders. “What’s happening to me?!” he bellowed looking down at his own body. Everything around his was growing bigger. He took a step back and his foot fell right out of his shoe. “This is crazy. This is impossible.” The deep callouses on his hands faded away while the hair on his chest and arms retreated. There was barely anything left about him that screamed the big tough guy he was.

“You look like you’re as old as me…” Ceaser uttered.

“S-son…” his dad said. “Look at you…”

Ceaser’s eyes turned toward himself. “What the.!?” His voice was deeper as his exclaimed the confusion. “I’m..” he turned his hands over and back watching those fingers thicken. He could see the hair developing up his arms and covering his body. His shirt was too small as it stretched tightly around his upper body. “This is… Crazy…” he muttered feeling his shoes tighten around his much larger feet. The 8 sized shoes were far too small as one of them burst through the front showing off his toes. He took a step closer to his dad and stared down at him. “This is fuckin crazy…”

His dad took a step back almost of instinct. He wasn’t used to being around someone so much bigger than him. He held onto the waist of his pants trying not to let them fall. “Yeah… I don’t have any idea what’s going on,” he said. “Wait… Why’d I say it like that?”

“I don’t fuckin know dad,” Ceaser cursed. “Da fuck?” He couldn’t help but curse when he was feeling a little confused.

“I guess we’re developing each other speech patterns too…” his dad said. Ceaser goes and sits in what was his dad’s chair. He leans back into it making himself comfortable. “Don’t get too used to that…”

“You gonna stop me?” Ceaser flexes. Seeing his dad’s face drop in fear Ceaser grins and turns back to the TV. He’d never been interested in MMA before but couldn’t turn his eyes away from it. The phone next to him lit up. “Huh?” Ceaser grabbed it.

“Don’t look at that!” his dad shouts running for the phone. But it’s already in Ceaser’s grasp. He tries to wrestle it away but Ceaser pushes him down.

“And why the fuck not?” he stands up asserting his dominance again. His dad doesn’t respond. Ceaser scoffs at the person in front of him. His eyes turn back to the phone as he scrolls through it. It’s his friend John. There’s an entire conversation with Ceaser’s friend John. “Da fuk?” he grits his teeth as he sees large series of messages back and forth with Ceaser’s friend. “What’re you textin my friend fer? What’re meetin him for so much?” Ceaser keeps scrolling through his dad’s phone when he sees John’s nudes. His face blushes as his dick hardens. “You’ve got to be shittin me.”

‘Ceaser gone yet?’

My big little brother: revenge

My eyes widened as I opened my bedroom door. I couldn't believe what I was looking at.

"What the fuck are you doing here, you pervert?"

A towering, incredibly muscular hunk was turning my room upside down, only wearing a pair of blue briefs.

The guy stopped, and even before he turned to face me I could tell who he was, because I had seen him naked so many times that I could recognize his body everywhere -- plus, it was a very outstanding body and it was hard to forget it. To be honest, I still missed that sculpted physique, and, despite everything, I was still so attracted by him that right now I was getting incredibly horny.

Just at a glance you could feel how pumped up and bulky his legs were, and looking at them and at his arms I could sense that he hadn't given up working out although we had broken up recently. To be honest, it was as if that stud had just finished a gym session of his, since his movements were so euphoric and his muscles powerfully quivered in need of some training -- especially his glutes, squeezed in those briefs that were way too tight for his hard and juicy butt cheeks, so that his huge figure looked even beefier.

The stud finally turned his beautiful face to me, an unusually scared expression depicted on it. Was he about to cry or what?

"Please bro, let me exp--"

Although he looked so pathetic in that way, I was so angry at him that I just wanted to insult him. Even his attractive and cocky face, now with that inexplicable puppy-eyed expression, couldn't save him from my rage.

"Fuck, Josh, this is definitely too much! This is exactly what I was talking about when I broke up with you, you're always going too far just to draw attention on yourself! Look at you, sneaking inside my room like a perv and, you know what, I think I'll call the police if you don't get your ass out of here!" Meanwhile, I couldn't help but get hornier the more I looked at him, and the way he flexed his ripped biceps.

As he completely turned his body I'm sure that my heart literally skipped a beat. I hoped that my face wasn't turning red.

Was it just me or Josh had really become a lot heftier from the last time? His chest was thicker and a lot buffer, so that it rippled even when he was staying still. However, now that he was desperately moving his solidly beefy arms the way only he did -- every time he moved it seemed that he was flexing, as though he wanted to show how cocky he was -- his pecs didn't stop for a moment, contracting and relaxing periodically. Their shadow covered his arched belly, bulging with his broad abs, which expanded whenever he breathed in. According to them, he was either very anxious or aroused, because his breath was laboured. And judging by his cock it was definitely the second option.

Firstly, let me say something: the only word I can use to describe Josh's lower parts is perfect. His legs were so bulging that his muscles seemed sculpted in marble, and every contraction they did they released a huge load of testosterone around them. Right now, for instance, his ripped thighs and calves were all pumped up, tensing in a great effort to support his huge torso.

Anyway, as I was saying, what caught my attention the most was between his legs. As his ass, his bulge was way too big for the underwear he was wearing, completely constricted by the briefs -- moreover, I could see that it was getting hard, and so even bigger. As a consequence, Josh's monstrously meaty dick wasn't completely covered by the underwear, and most of it was nude and visible to me, all squeezed up in the tight fabric in a most likely annoying way.

"Wait a moment" a terrible realization suddenly hit me, "those are Kyle's briefs." Ignoring the difference of size between me and my ex-boyfriend, I rushed into him and grabbed his ripped arms, the manly smell of his sweat inside my nostrils. I admit that I liked digging my fingers in his brawny, fleshy biceps, and I squeezed them even more not only to hurt him, but also to enjoy their massive smoothness.

"Where the fuck is my brother, you dickhead?" I tried shaking him, but it was useless. He was too towering and heavy for me. "Tell me!" It was a quite surrealistic situation, a huge alpha stud intimidated by a completely average guy.

I was even more surprised, to say the least, as I saw some tears running down his cheeks and then falling on me. He squatted a bit so that he could face me, which resulted in him flexing once again, his legs pumping up as two juicy buns. How cocky.

Then he placed his broad hands on my shoulders. "It's me, bro, please be quiet! I am Kyle!" he managed to sob.

I kept silent. I honestly didn't expect that, and I didn't know what to answer. The jock's desperate face was begging me to believe his words, but reason told me that it was impossible, and that Josh could play a tragedy like that only to get back with me.

Some seconds later I finally spoke, but I wasn't sure what I should think. "Please, Josh, leave. I won't call the police and no one will know about this, but you should know that you're being ridiculous. You made a mistake and at the moment I can't forgive you, so --"

I was unable to finish the sentence, as the hunk broke out into tears. "Please, Will, you must believe me!" he was slowly kneeling down, his buns swelling as they tensed, his imposing biceps stretching towards me. The situation became very embarrassing. For a second I even thought that he wanted to give me a blow job, but then I realized that he was too frantic. It made me seriously think about his words. He couldn't really be little Kyle, that was impossible!

However, before I could say or do something the doorbell rang. I decided to leave Josh -- or whoever he was -- in my room, because he was definitely too upset do be dangerous. I reached the door and looked through the peephole. My heart filled with joy as I was greeted by my brother's face, and I hurried to open the door.

"Kyle!"

"Hey, dude, what's up, you're pretty as fuck today" the teen smiled. He was wearing some over-sized clothes.

I was totally astonished. The only person who had ever spoken to me like that was Josh. I started fearing that the things Josh -- err, the stud in my room had told me were true.

"You're not Kyle" I replied.

"And you're too intelligent for me, my little twink, but I thought that you had already got what's going on. Didn't you see your bro, dude?" he laughed. "I hope you liked the little surprise. You liked that beefcake when we were together."

My eyes widened in shock, to my brother -- I mean, my ex-boyfriend-in-my-brother's-body pleasure. "S-so it's true" I whispered.

"Yeah! Cool, huh?"

I gulped. Oh no. It had to be a nightmare.

"Wha-what do you want from him, Josh? I am the one who broke up with you, not him"

"You're right, dude. But since you left, I've been thinking that if you don't wanna love me as your boyfriend, then you should love me as your little bro, the only man you'll actually love in your life. And I also thought that it would be harder to love him so purely with a body like that, huh" It was quite unexpected. I didn't think he could think so hard, but I guess that's what abstinence do. "So this morning I prepared my body. I had a workout session, so that you would remember what you liked about me," he winked at me "then I used a little trick to swap bodies with your cute brother" and then he stroked his own face.

"Don't you dare to touch my brother and give his body back" I calmly growled.

A mischievous grin appeared on his face.

"Only if you get back together with me and we move in together. No negotiation, princess."

My rage was growing, but I didn't want to hurt my brother's body. Somehow, I managed to keep calm and speak. "you're right. Today I remembered why I was attracted to you. But I also see that your shitty behavior hasn't changed. I may like you physically, but I can't love you because you showed once again that you're a disturbed scumbag and nothing more." Even before I finished, I realized that I had done some serious shit. With that speech I had completely fucked up all the chances I had to get back my brother's body. "Bu-but we can try, we--" I tried to fix it. But it was no use.

"Well, if this is what you want then have fun with your little brother, or with me, as you prefer. " Josh was seriously pissed off. He turned on his heels and moved on.

"No, please Josh, wait! I wasn't serious, I wasn't think--"

"If you change your mind, you know where to find me. If I want you to find me." he screamed, and then ran away. I tried to follow him, but Kyle had always been much faster than me, so I lost Josh in no time.

I got back home upset, thinking what I should say to my brother -- and, most importantly, how to deal with him, or better with Josh's body. I was getting horny only by thinking about him, and that was a serious problem. You can only imagine how my cock grew hard as I saw him, more than six feet and a half of pure muscles waiting for me on the floor almost completely naked.

"Uhm... Kyle?" I said as I entered the room. It was a very awkward situation, but I wanted him to feel at least comfortable. He was still sitting on the ground, dorkily trying to cross his bulging legs. As his muscles moved, I could see that they tensed and bulged so much that his underwear sank into his inflating flesh, almost torn apart.

"I-I heard everything" he sobbed, his head bowed. My heart sank as he spoke, because it was Josh's manly and attractive voice, yet its tone wasn't so cocky, but soft and simple as Kyle's. It was like the both of them were speaking at the same time.

"I'm sorry, Kyle." I murmured. "I was out of myself and I insulted him. Now you'll have to pay for my mistake..."

"Don't be sorry, he was blackmailing you. I should've helped you instead of staying here and crying" he couldn't cross his thick legs at all, so he gave up and stretched them on the floor, both his gaze and mine focused on his bulging limbs. His dick was still pushing against his tight briefs, but now it was prevaricating them: the meaty, wobbling bulge was practically hanging free, while its owner was trying to push it back with great embarrassment. I pretended not to see what he was doing, but I was secretly feeling guilty because I was somehow pleased by what I saw. My dick didn't grow harder only because it was already in its biggest size.

"Don't be stupid. You were scared and shocked" I got up and approached my drawer, "and you were right, because I was so useless that I couldn't even recognize you" I took something I knew would somehow fit him, a pair of briefs that Josh had once worn after we spent a night together. I threw it at Kyle, but he didn't catch them, still unaccostumed to his heavy arms, and therefore he had to pick it up from the floor. "Now get changed. I don't expect those to exactly fit you, but they're the biggest I have..."

He looked at me and turned red.

"O-okay, but turn around!"

"As you prefer" I shrugged. It was quite strange. We weren't so reserved with each other, considering we shared the same room. I had also already seen Josh's bare body many times before, so there was no need for Kyle to feel so ashamed.

"Are you still attracted to this body?" the question was sudden and unexpected. "I heard you before. Do you really like me -- I mean, this body?"

I suddenly felt hot and turned to face him.

"N-no! I'm not done yet! It's not that easy with this... Thing, these briefs just won't fit!" Josh's cocky and deep voice cracked.

"Okay, okay, sorry" To be honest, I had already caught a glimpse of his massive arms pushing and squeezing his bulging, juicy dick into my underwear. That definitely wasn't the right moment, as it turned my on even more. I was going to burst. "I won't lie, bro. Josh's body turns me on as fuck"

"Gross", he shily replied. But there was also some amusement in his voice. He was still the old, ironic Kyle after all, despite his cocky and manly voice.

"I know, but it's the truth. I like everything about Josh, his voice, his body, his muscles, his--"

"Please, stop, this makes me feel quite awkward. I don't mind it when you talk about your crushes, but... "

"Sorry" I heard him sitting down. "Can I turn?"

"I guess you can"

Kyle was sitting barechested on my bed, his head bowed. I approached him. I didn't want to get too close.

"Are you okay?" I asked.

My brother was most likely exploring his body. With his beefy arms contracted the both of us could see how heavily bulging his biceps were. Also his buff pecs, while his torso was bowed, stuck out from his athletic chest tensing and quivering along with his fine abs.

"I feel so... Embarrassed"

I put on a brave face and sit down next to him, trying to hide my boner as an acrid smell of manly sweat hit me. "Hey, hey, little bro, don't be depressed. We'll fix it, I promise"

Kyle raised his face and turned deadly serious. "Will" his gaze pierced me. I felt quite uneasy, as I was attracted to him. I was forcing myself not to look at his sweaty massive body.

"Yeah?"

"Don't hit on me"

I burst into laughter. "Do you think I'm some kind of sex addict?" I surrounded his bulky body with my right arm. Underneath my skin I could perceive his bulging arms and back, still clammy and smelly from Josh's workout. His powerful muscles were twitching now and then, pushing against my relatively weak limb. "You're my little bro, Kyle, it doesn't matter if you look like my buff ex-boyfriend or whoever. It will be hard for me, but I can handle it. Just... Don't hang around half-naked too much, as you usually do"

He chuckled. "I'll try my best"

We stayed like that for some minutes, my arm around him. His prudence was slowly replaced by his usual warmth and after some time he leaned on me. However, since he wasn't my slim, light brother anymore, my body was almost collapsing under his weight.

"Uhm... Kyle?"

"Mhh?" he looked at me.

"You're a bit too heavy for me"

His eyes widened and he lifted his body. "I-I'm sorry, please forgive me! Really, I didn't mean to make you feel uneasy, I was absent-minded, I promise it wo--"

"Calm down, bro! I'm just saying that I'm too thin to bear your weight" I giggled.

"I know, but please tell me if I do something that... Turns you on. I just act as I normally do, I don't know any other way to act."

I sighed. "I know. I really appreciate that, but I think it's too late, ahah."

"Then, what can I do?"

I came up with an idea. "First, have a shower, you're all sweaty and smelly." I really don't know if straight guys like him are aware that sweat smell is so arousing. I decided not to tell him. "Then, please, when you get out from the bathroom put on some large clothes, because tight clothes make me really horny an--"

Kyle blushed and placed his hands on his bulge, squeezed into my tight briefs. "Will, please! I can't use my clothes though!"

"Definitely not. I'll see if dad left some clothes here, but I'm pretty sure we'll have to buy at least some underwear for Josh's "

"Stop it!" Kyle's face turned completely red and he gave me a powerful nudge. I chuckled in response. It was fun to seem both him and Josh so shily embarrassed.

"Speaking about that, what will dad say?" he sighed.

"Nah, don't worry" I reassured him, "you'll be back to normal before he comes back. Now go get a shower, please, you need it."

"Yeah, I guess so" he stood up dorkily and swayed, still unaccustomed to his new body mass.

On the other hand, I gulped as his bulging ripped back was right in front of me, and powerfully flexed -- unbeknownst to its owner -- as he headed toward the bathroom. "Close the door, bro. I beg you." I shouted at him. He gave me a cute thumbs up, and my heart literally melted, while my dick hardened beyond any human capability.

It would be a very difficult cohabitation. But I wouldn't leave my brother alone.