Bill's education

From Metabods

Everything started off great when I met my roommate. He was Earl Greene, a six foot black stud. He had participated basketball, football and track at his high school in Southern California, but recognized that his chances of a pro sports career were pretty small and hit the books hard enough to win an academic scholarship. But, I wasn't as impressed by his mind as his body. I thought I was an OK looking guy, 5'10" with well defined muscles from swimming, on which I was varsity in high school. Earl, however, was really built. At least 50 pounds heavier than my 160 and it was all muscle. I wanted to rub my hands over his smooth chocolate skin, suck the brown tits on his bulging pecs and lick his thick lips. But his most impressive feature was his cock which I glimpsed as he was preparing for bed that first night. It was thick and longer than my seven inch hard member while still soft.

As I lay in bed that first night in the dorm, I knew I'd go crazy if I couldn't find a way to make it with him. But, I had never actually had sex before, just my fantasies and trusty right hand. How could I approach him? Is he even interested in man to man sex? Would he kill me if he knows I'm gay? With these questions running round my mind I fell into a troubled sleep.

"Wake up, Bill. Time to get ready for registration," said Earl nudging my shoulder. When I opened my eyes I saw him standing next to me in the morning light. He was magnificent. My gaze was instantly drawn to his cock, which was hard and sticking out a couple inches below the leg of his boxer shorts, pulling the fabric away from his thigh as it tried to rise. He must have noticed because he said, "Oh, sorry. It gets like that if I don't take care of it a few times a day. ... You seem interested. Would you like to help out?"

I couldn't believe my luck. I think I nodded because he stepped out of his boxers. His dick poked out horizontal from his torso. It must have been at least ten inches and much thicker than mine which had hardened in my briefs in anticipation. He got on the bed, straddled my chest and pushed the tip of his dick to my lips. The foreskin was partially withdrawn, showing the brownish red head. I licked it with my tongue. It tasted a bit salty. With a hand behind my head he pushed me down on it. I opened my lips and allowed the head to slip in, licking the fleshy tube as it slid deeper.

About halfway it hit the back of my throat and I couldn't take any more without gagging. I went to work on it as Earl pushed it in and out of my straining mouth in a slow fuck motion. I felt him responding to my efforts as his dick got even longer and harder. His moans told me I was doing things right. I tried again to take more of him, but I couldn't get his thick pole down my throat without choking.

Earl pulled out, his dick snapping straight up to slap against his abs, and said, "If you want all of this you're going to have to take it up your ass."

"I need it. I want it, but, please, take it easy. I've never had anyone before," I replied.

"Just leave that virgin butt to me. By tomorrow your ass and my dick will fit together like a lock and key. But first, a little protection," he said getting up to grab a condom and a bottle from his desk. "Here, roll this on me," he ordered. I sat up on the bed and smoothed the latex over his mighty shaft, examining each bump and vein. When the condom was on, Earl stripped off my upper sheet and rolled me to my back. Then he removed my briefs. My freed dick flopped up to my belly. Earl got on the bed, slid between my legs and raised them to his muscular shoulders. He poured some of the fluid on my ass. I shook involuntarily as the cool liquid touched my ass hole. He put some on his hands and rubbed the excess off on his sheathed dick.

"Try to relax," he suggested. With one hand he began a slow stroke on my dick while I felt one of his fingers massage my ass ring. His manipulations started sending waves of pleasure radiating through my body. I snapped back to reality when he inserted a finger. My ass clamped down on the intruder. "Easy," he encouraged, keeping his finger motionless inside me. Gradually I relaxed and he started to probe, loosening and lubricating my passage. He added a second finger and the stimulation from dick and ass really started to build. He touched something up inside me that triggered my orgasm. My first load shot clear over my head.

Covered in sweat and cum, I was so exhausted from my just spent passion that I didn't notice when he inserted a third finger, but when he pushed the tip of his monster shaft up to the gate, the anxiety and anticipation returned. "Don't worry. I'll take it easy at first," he assured me. I didn't say anything, but just looked up at his face. He smiled at me, his white teeth contrasting with his dark skin.

As he pulled his fingers out, he slipped the head of his dick in. It was much bigger than even three fingers, so he only got in part way before my ass ring contracted against it. He pushed into me with steady pressure as I tried to relax. He began to stroke my soft dick which started to come alive again. The pleasure built and induced little spasms in my ass hole. With each twitch of my bottom a bit more of him would ease in. Finally, with a quick stab, he pushed the last of the head into me as I gave a gasp in surprise.

He left it motionless for a minute to allow me to get used to it. In my nineteen years, I have never been stretched so wide.

He resumed his entry, pushing deeper inside me. I felt him opening me up, claiming my ass as his own. Occasionally I'd wince as the rearrangement of my guts would cause a flash of pain. He would stop, pull out a bit and let me adjust before moving inward again.

He pushed across that spot inside that triggered me before. I let out a moan of joy and my dick twitched in his grasp as the pleasurable feelings from my ass and groin overcame my senses. With a smooth stroke he slid the rest in, as inch after inch of shaft rubbed past my most sensitive spot. At last I felt his wiry pubic hair push against my ass cheeks. He was in.

"That wasn't so bad, was it? Although you're the tightest ass I've ever had."

I couldn't believe he had gotten that monster in me. I loved it. "Fuck me. Show how a real stud treats a lover," I challenged him. He didn't wait a second before starting to power his tool through my body.

He leaned forward, placing his hands by my shoulders and bending me double with my legs on my chest and ass in the air. Looking down my body I could see his dark shaft spearing my white ass. The feelings of him moving through me were like nothing I'd ever felt before. It was intense.

As I stroked my dick in time with his thrusts, the pleasure mounted. We were both panting from the exertion and moaning from sexual frenzy. In the midst of this I remember watching his body and being impressed by the grace and power of his muscles as they worked above me. His smooth brown skin was taut and glistened with sweat, some of which would drip off of the points of his pecs onto me.

I felt my orgasm building like a slowly erupting volcano. It seemed to start in my ass which spasmed wildly against Earl's thick pole that had claimed its territory in the center of my body. I could feel that tremendous shaft shove in for a final thrust and begin to throb. My balls drew tight to my body and began to pump their load. I threw my hands up and grabbed Earl's arms by their bulging biceps. As I started to unload, I arched my back pressing my dick into Earl's defined abdominals. I thought I could feel him filling the condom deep within me.

It seemed to go on forever. Finally I was spent and collapsed back to the bed. My cum coated his chest and stomach. Earl lowered his body over me and kissed me on the lips. His tongue pushed into me to claim my mouth as completely as he owned my ass. Our bodies slid over each other lubricated by our sweat and my cum.

After several minutes he broke our kiss and pushed back to his knees. "You seemed to enjoy that," he said easing his softening dick from my ass. "You did real well for a virgin. Lots of experienced studs can't take all this," he said as the head pulled clear.

I looked at him in awe, this man that had indoctrinated me into the joys of man sex. I didn't know what to say. Then, as a new feeling overcame me, I forgot all about talk and jumped off the bed and ran for the bathroom. Just as I sat down on the toilet, my bowels released the shit stirred loose from our fucking.

Earl sauntered in, turning the condom inside out as he pealed it from his dick. He scraped off his cum with two fingers and, as he discarded the used rubber in the bowl between my legs, he pushed his fingers into my mouth for me to clean. I liked his taste.

Earl then faced me, straddled my thighs and sat down. His dick slid between my legs as his thick shaft nestled alongside mine. He then released his stream of morning piss. As he continued to flow he pulled my face to his pecs and I licked his tit. When the flow stopped, he knocked off the last few drops against my prick and stood up. "How 'bout a shower," he offered, reaching for another condom pack.

I got up, wiped off and followed him into the stall shower. It was a tight squeeze with both of us in there, but I certainly had no complaints. After adjusting the water, Earl turned me around so his soft dick rested along my crack and started to soap me up with one hand while the other held my body against his. He didn't miss a spot. He even shoved a couple soapy fingers up in me to get my insides as clean as my outside. When he finished he turned me around and handed me the soap. My dick was so stiff it poked into his pubic bush.

I cleaned Earl with the same care he showed me. It gave me a great chance to explore his wonderful body. He was a few inches taller than I, a bit over 6 foot. While not a competitive bodybuilder, he had great development and the smoothest, naturally hairless, skin I'd ever seen. A thick neck which flared to broad shoulders, 18 inch arms, wide lats and a thick chest with muscular pecs which tapered to a very small waist in a dramatic vee shape were part of the package. His abdominals were clearly defined. A firm round butt stood above powerful legs. Each thigh flared to almost the thickness of his waist. And between those thighs hung that impressive uncut cock and plum sized balls.

I soaped it up thoroughly, examining the veins that crossed its surface. It responded to my touch by growing in my hands. Earl showed me how to clean under the foreskin. Since I'm cut, I was fascinated by it. He let me try cleaning him. It wasn't easy because as my fingers probed the tip of his dick, he stiffened quickly and there wasn't much room to slip beneath the retracting fold of skin.

After a few minutes playing with his now fully hard manhood, he pushed me back and said, "You seem to have given me another problem. Are you ready to help me solve it?"

I looked up into his eyes expectantly as he reached for the rubber. After he sheathed his tool he turned me around, split my legs by sliding one of his huge thighs between them and pushed me forward to lean on the wall of the shower stall.

I felt him step behind me. He placed his hands on my hips and pulled me toward him until my hole was against his cock. He shoved it inside. I was amazed at how smoothly he entered me. My ass almost welcomed this now familiar guest home. Soon I was in heaven and, from his moans, so was Earl.

I concentrated on squeezing my ass as he withdrew his long shaft. I could feel the silky friction as, inch after inch, it slipped from my ass. On the in stroke, I relaxed, feeling the erotic pressure as he refilled my guts, expanding them to accommodate his massive presence. It was great. The pleasure built and built. When I felt him shove in for a last thrust and start to throb within me, I shot off too without even touching my own dick.

After a bit, the passion ebbed. I felt him growing soft within me but we stayed still, catching our breath. He leaned over my shoulder and I turned my head meeting him in an after sex kiss. At last we broke and he slipped from me.

I turned around and removed the condom, inverting it like he did as I pealed it off him. When I got it off, I just stuck the end between my lips and sucked out his juices. he looked at me with disbelief as he turned off the water and guided me out of the shower.

While we were drying each other he said, "Your ass is mine now. When I need you, you'll be ready and willing." There was nothing I wanted more.

We registered for classes that day and were able to get several together. Freshman orientation went smoothly now that I had my sexual orientation. Earl needed me over lunch, after our afternoon run, after dinner and twice before bed. When I fell to sleep after my first day at college I was one satisfied boy.

"Wake up, Bill," said Earl nudging my shoulder. I squeezed my ass muscles against his buried dick to acknowledge I was awake. He rolled me onto my belly as he positioned himself between my legs and began a slow morning fuck. I looked forward to another great day.

Part 2

After our week of freshman orientation, Earl and I decided to check out San Francisco. We were going to hit Fisherman's Wharf in the morning, Chinatown in the afternoon and the Castro for the evening.

Fisherman's Wharf was pretty much a tourist trap, so we hopped a cable car to Chinatown a bit early. We got off and walked down Grant Street. There were still lots of sightseers like ourselves, but also interesting stores and people. Certainly Asians weren't unusual; it seemed they were half of Berkeley's students, but, with the strange writing and sounds, you could almost imagine you were in another country.

As we were wandering around, Earl spotted some activity on a small side street. There were two guys in a costume with a huge animal head that were pretending to attack a colorful ball on a pole held by a third. They were doing this in front of a small store that was decked out like a grand opening. The dance suggested both grace and power as well as the skill of those performing it. They were big guys too from what I could see; Earl's size at least. About eight others surrounded the main dancers in black silk uniforms doing kung fu moves. The back of their shirts said Dong Long Kung Fu with a large dragon picture and four Chinese characters. Earl and I watched their whole performance.

After about half an hour, they stopped. The crowd gave a round of applause and the store owner handed the lead dancer a red envelope. Then the troop marched

off down the small street. "Weren't they great? Let's follow them," suggested Earl heading off in the direction they took. "I'd really like to learn moves like that," he continued as I followed behind.

After a block they turned up a smaller street and then, after a hundred yards, up a narrow alley. When Earl and I reached the alley, no one was visible. We went up it a way and saw a wood door flanked by a couple of widows. The glass had been painted black and contained the same drawing that graced the uniforms we saw them wearing. This must be their place, we thought.

There were a few spots where the paint on the windows was pealing, so we put our eyes to them to see what was going on inside. I caught glimpses of guys moving around. Some had already removed parts of their uniforms.

Then we heard a voice behind us, "Hey! Are you spying on us?" Startled, we turned around. It was one of the group returning. He was a good bit smaller than Earl, who grabbed him by the shoulders. That was a mistake. He gave Earl three punches to the center of his chest so fast you could hardly follow the movement. Earl took a step backward, bumped into the wall and then his legs sort of buckled. He sat down on the ground, knocking over a trash can. His eyes were open but unfocused.

The noise from the trash can brought others outside to investigate. The first guy said something in Chinese and two others lifted Earl to his feet. His legs were still weak so they almost carried him into the building between them. I followed quietly.

Earl was deposited on a mat in the center of a large empty room that was apparently used for training. I was pushed to my knees beside him. Our captor said something to the man I recognized as the lead player in the performance we saw at the store. He had removed his costume and I could see he was even bigger than I had imagined. He was sleek and defined like a lightweight bodybuilder, but scaled up to a six foot two height. His arms must have hit twenty inches.

His partner in the performance looked almost as big. In fact all the guys in the room, big and small were incredibly muscular. I thought it must be their kung fu training.

The leader walked over to us. I admired the way his muscles moved under his golden tan skin which glistened from sweat. He stopped in front of us and looked at Earl, who was still dazed. His only covering was a piece of cloth wrapped around his waist and between his legs. Soaked from his exertions, it showed that it contained a huge piece of meat. Bent in a U shape, it looked half again bigger than Earl's monster. I didn't think a dick could get that big. I stared in awe.

"Why were you snooping around the Eastern Dragon Kung Fu Club," he said in unaccented English. "Are you interested in kung fu? Or," seeing where I was staring, "Are you interested in the other meaning of dong long? He massaged his dick through the cloth. "You'll be our guests for a while," he said and followed that with some talk in Chinese.

The room bustled with activity. Two guys helped me out of my clothes while two more undressed Earl, who was still too confused to object. Another brought out a basket piled high with condoms and a few bottles of lube. The others shed their remaining clothes. When the leader unwrapped the cloth, his dick fell out between his legs reaching more than half way to his knee and still soft. His partner was almost as big. In fact of the dozen guys in the room, the smallest must have been as big as Earl in the dick department. It's funny, I'd always heard Asian guys were small.

The leader held the tip of massive member to my lips. I went down on the first few inches and licked and massaged the head with my tongue. His partner started on Earl who instinctively was licking the offered piece.

I stroked the shaft with both hands and pushed a bit more into my mouth. It responded to my efforts, stiffening and lengthening. When I had sucked about six inches, it hit the back of my throat. "Oh, you can do better than that," he stated and gripped my head in his hands. He started stroking his dick into me, spearing the entrance to my throat. "Relax and swallow it," he encouraged. After a few failed attempts, I succeeded and he slid down my throat. I panicked a bit when he continued to push in but calmed down when I realized I could still breathe.

Meanwhile, they had prepared a still stunned Earl for fucking. He was positioned on his knees with his head resting on the mat. The club's number two guy was behind him with his thirteen inch sex tool sheathed and poised at his hole. In one motion he plunged in half way. That brought Earl back to reality. I bet you could have heard his scream back in Berkeley. Earl's stud started his fuck motion and pretty soon had Earl moaning. His ten inch dick was stiff and leaking precum on the mat.

I had continued to swallow dick and was getting close to the base. With a final lunge, my guy pushed the last couple inches in and I found my nose in his black pubic bush. He held me tight against him as I reflected on the unique feeling of a tube of his flesh filling my throat and wiggling in my chest near my heart. I inhaled his aroma and stuck out my tongue to lap at his balls.

"I saw you watching us earlier," he said still holding me to him. "Did you like my lion dance? I bet you want this lion to show you what a real fuck is."

Satisfied with his domination of my oral cavity, he pushed my head away from his body. I was awed as inch after inch pulled from my mouth. I couldn't believe I had all that inside me. When the head popped clear, his dick stayed horizontal in front of him with a slight downward arc as if bent from its own weight.

A junior member rushed up to roll on the protection. I got on my back and held my knees against my chest offering him my ass. He got behind me and squirted in some lube. He probed me with a couple of strong fingers. I demonstrated my muscle control by squeezing and relaxing my ass ring against his invading digits.

Satisfied with the preparations, he positioned himself for insertion. With one hand on the back of my thigh and one guiding his shaft, he shoved in seven inches in a smooth motion. With a week of practice on Earl's thick piece, I was instantly in heaven. My dick was hard and bobbing on my abs, leaking precum which formed a little pool in my belly button. He began to stroke that long spear into me. Withdrawing a bit, then pushing in a little deeper each time. When he had gotten ten inches in, it really started to get tight. I was still a virgin that deep inside. I felt him ramming me, spreading me open. When each new stroke bottomed out, my dick released a small drop of precum.

He got in another inch, then another, and another and another. With a final shove the last bit slid home and his balls, now tight to his shaft squeezed between my spread ass cheeks. He left it in place for me to feel, flexing it powerfully inside me and causing me to gasp. I looked up into his eyes acknowledging his conquest of me.

He resumed his stroking with foot long motions that really stirred me up. I reached heights I never had before. He was enjoying it too. His eyes were closed, a look of bliss on his face as he focused on the sensations radiating from his dick.

After several minutes, he drove in to the hilt and I felt a throbbing begin deep within me. It built in intensity, overwhelming all other sensations. It spread to my own dick which released solid streams of jizz in time with its rhythm. The orgasm continued for over a minute before subsiding.

My lover pushed my legs to the side and rested on my body. Our torsos, covered with my cum, splashed together. The throbbing faded and our breathing returned to normal. He pushed back retreating from my ass. I tightened down on him, reluctant to let go, but he popped out. "You're a great fuck," he said. I smiled at the sincere compliment, but my ass felt empty.

Another guy stepped up and filled that void. I noticed that Earl also had a new rider and wondered if he was having as much fun as I. I sort of lost track of events after that. I'm pretty sure I was fucked by each club member two or three times. They were all great but none matched my first guy in either size or skill. The smallest one was maybe five four, but he had about ten and a half inches and his bulging muscles made him much stronger than I.

Sometime that night the action eased off and I drifted to sleep. When I awoke next morning Earl was fucking me and my first guy was giving him some pointers on technique. It's odd, a day ago I wouldn't have thought Earl had anything to learn about fucking.

Now that I was up the club had another go at us and then we washed them up in the large shower room that attached to the rear of the training area. Afterwards they served a hearty American breakfast. Earl and I straddled the laps of the two lead lion dancers for the meal. I would rock a few inches up and down on the stiff pole he had plugged up in me. I kept him stimulated the whole meal. He was having trouble eating, talking or following the conversation.

I found out his name was Eddie Lee and Earl's buddy was Dan Wong, both third generation, Chinese-Americans. They were juniors at Berkeley and they offered to drive us back when they were finished here. The runt of the club turned out to be Eddie's younger brother, who was nicknamed Little Dragon. Eddie, of course, was Big Dragon. Eddie said his brother was still in high school and had a few years growth ahead of him. Little Dragon piped in with the boast that in a few years he'll be bigger than Big Dragon and then we'll see whose on top. Everyone laughed.

After the meal, Eddie carried me over to the mat and gave me a powerfuck as payback for keeping him excited all through breakfast. All the guys were cheering him as he drove into me like a runaway pile driver. He thought it was punishment, but, for me, it was heaven. Wait till he sees what I do to him for lunch.

When Eddie and I climaxed, they were all ready for another round, but they found they were out of condoms. Little Dragon was ordered to dress and run out for a few dozen more. Meanwhile the club gave Earl and I a kung fu demonstration.

The members demonstrated the forms and exercises in slow motion and at fighting speed. The grace and power we admired yesterday was even more evident as we watched the flow of their defined muscles as they performed nude. The highlight was a weapons display using swords, spears and a pair of things that looked like large, broad bladed, knives.

Then Little Dragon returned and we serviced the club with a couple more rounds of energetic sex. After a shower to cool down everyone got dressed. Eddie invited us to come home with him so he could get his stuff together and drive us back to school. Eddie, Dan and Little Dragon walked us down the street. Dan said he'd meet us in an hour and headed to his house while Eddie opened the door.

Eddie introduced us to his parents as friends from college and took us up to his room. While he was getting his stuff together, Little Dragon grabbed a condom from a drawer, bent me over the side of the bed and gave me a good-bye fuck. I buried my head in a pillow to muffle my moans, his parents were just down stairs. He stretched it out until Eddie was ready to leave, then brought us both to a climax. My load splattered off the hardwood floor.

Little Dragon cleaned off my dick with his mouth and helped me pull up and adjust my pants. My shirt was soaked with sweat so Eddie let me borrow one of his. It was way too big, but smelled like him and that was a real kick. We collected Dan, piled the stuff in the trunk of a six year old Mustang and we were off.

I sat in the front with Eddie, who drove. He wouldn't let me touch him while driving, I leaned over the seat and watched Earl go down on Dan in the back seat. He managed to bring Dan off in the short drive. Eddie and Dan live at a fraternity but they drove us to our dorm. We invited them up for a beer. They stayed the night and we never had that beer.

Part 3

It was only natural that Eddie and Dan invited us to rush their fraternity. Earl had some objections. "You only want us for sex," he stated.

"Of course," shot back Dan. "Don't you like the sex?" he asked resuming a slow stroke of his thirteen and a half inches through Earl's tight ass as they lay together on Earl's bed.

Dan could whip Earl into a frenzy with his dick like he flipped a switch way up inside him. "It's just...It's just...Aaah...Ooh," Earl tried to answer. It's just that Earl always considered himself a top, I thought, and he can't get over that with Eddie, Dan and their friends, he's a bottom. Even worse, he likes it, a lot.

I, of course, felt empty if I didn't have a cock up my butt. Eddie was with me in my bed, his fourteen and half inches filling me like no one else could. The final flow of cum from my last eruption was still dripping from my dick. I'd lost track of how many times Eddie brought me off last night, but there were streaks of drying juice over half the room pointing back to my groin. "We'd love to join," I replied for the temporarily speechless Earl. "What do we do?"

"We can't sign you up officially for a few weeks, but you can move in with Dan and I tonight. We'll get you started," said Eddie. "We have the best GPA of any frat," he continued. "We won the Greek Games the last two years and we'll teach you kung fu. Plus we know you'll have fun. What more could you ask?"

Earl shot his load into his already soaked sheets. When he recovered a bit he agreed.

That day, as course work began, we mentioned our plans to some of our classmates. "Why do you want to join them? I thought they only had Asian members. You can't have any fun in a house full of nerds," were the most common reactions. I explained that we became friends with a couple of the brothers and they invited us to join so we thought we'd try it out.

Eddie and Dan picked us up in the Mustang just after four. We tossed our few things in the trunk and they drove us to the frat house. With four strong guys it was no trouble unloading the car. As we carried the stuff up to Eddie and Dan's room on the third floor I got my first look at the brothers. They were all built like the guys in the kung fu club! Not exclusively Chinese, but some Japanese, Korean, Vietnamese and a few darker skinned Asians, possibly Thai or Malay. How did all these hot guys gather under one roof, I asked myself.

As we stowed our gear I looked at our roommates' belongings. Eddie was studying biochemistry. I asked him about it and he explained that his father was a traditional Chinese herbalist and he wanted to uncover how exactly the remedies worked and improve their effectiveness. Dan was in electrical engineering. He wanted to specialize in integrated circuit design and had interned last summer at Intel down in Silicon Valley.

After just a few minutes Eddie ushered us downstairs to be formally introduced to the rest of the house. He took us down to the basement level which was set up a bit like his kung fu club. Mats covered most of the floor and there was a very complete weight training setup. When we arrived, one guy was bench pressing about six hundred pounds for reps. All his muscles were pumped, including his dick which was sticking out the leg of his gym shorts, the only covering he wore. When he powered up the barbell his dick would flex to almost vertical, pushing back the cloth and exposing his meaty balls.

When he finished, Eddie introduced us. He was Tony Thieu, a sophomore. The other brothers were gathering by that time and Eddie made official introductions. My first impression was correct, this was a collection of studs such that I wouldn't have dared to dream about. They were removing their clothes, so Eddie must have told them about us and introductions were going to be more personal than an exchange of names. Tony was already humping his twelve stiff inches against my ass while he reached around to undo my belt. Someone produced a tray of condoms.

Everybody got acquainted with us both and a good many stopped by for seconds. I noticed Earl and I were the only non Asians in the place. I asked Eddie about it when I had a short break between fucks. He said the frat was started back when Berkeley was mostly white and few fraternities had many Asian members. There was never any intention to limit membership, but most folks, of any race, feel more comfortable in friendly surroundings. The latest white brother graduated last year. He added that he sure hoped I felt welcome. I wanted to ask some more questions but Tony stopped by for thirds. As he skillfully plugged my ass, raising me back to a state of sexual bliss, I know I felt welcome.

About midnight, the party tapered off and Eddie and Dan brought us up to bed. Eddie explained our pledge duties. I was to be in the showers from 6:00 AM to 7:30 to service anyone needing help with morning stiffness. Earl was to be available at night from 10:00 to 11:30 for those wanting some relief before bed. With me the brothers would have a contest. The one that brought me off the most in the next two months would have me as an exclusive sex slave for the week before initiation.

Dan finished with some other rules. Five PM to ten weeknights was reserved for individual study, that is, no sex. That's how they keep up their GPA. They made an exception tonight in our honor. Dinner was at six and breakfast seven to eight. Everyone was assigned house duties on a weekly rotation, including morning and evening sexual service, which will rotate again after pledge initiation.

"Enough talk," announced Eddie. "It's time to cap off the evening and make your first night here truly memorable." With that he slowly eased in his fourteen plus inch monster that I've become so addicted to. Just as Dan was doing with Earl, he worked me into a frenzy. I came three times before we drifted off into an exhausted sleep.

"Wake up Bill," said Eddie nudging my shoulder. "It's time for your morning duties." I looked at the clock and saw it was almost six, so I eased Eddie out of my ass. I got up, removed the condom and cleaned Eddie's dick with my mouth of the remaining cum. I grabbed my kit and ran down the hall to the bathroom still carrying the expended rubber. I made it with a minute to spare.

The shower room had six heads, but the brothers were still sleeping, so the place was empty. I had time to toss the rubber, take a piss, shave and brush my teeth. Then I decided to turn on the water and wait for my first visitor under the spray. I saw they had set up a score board for the contest. It listed the names of all thirty brothers with a place for me to mark off the count. There was a bucket of condoms by the entrance.

I'd just gotten wet when Tony Thieu stepped in, rolling on his protection. He stepped behind me and slid home. In a few seconds I was getting the full benefit of his foot long manhood. And, while he was stroking me, his hands were rubbing my tits, caressing my belly or massaging my dick. He earned the first score when we shot off together a few minutes later. We were still alone so I washed him off. He was a tad shorter than me, but very muscular. As I soaped him up, I remembered that this was the guy we saw last night pressing six hundred pounds for reps. Feeling his size and hardness, I could believe it. When I finished we were still alone and he looked ready for a second round, so I grabbed a fresh rubber and rolled it on him.

This time he had me face him. He grabbed me at the waist and lifted me effortlessly off the ground. I wrapped my legs around his body as he positioned my hole on his dick head, lowering me slowly onto it. As he lifted and lowered me, stirring my guts with his stick, he pressed my body to him so my own sex was squeezed between us and stimulated by the friction as it slid over his abdominal muscles. He got another score in short order.

By then a couple others were waiting. Tony rinsed off, as I went over to update the score and get two more rubbers. He got a big thumbs up sign from them both when I listed his two points.

By the time I was off duty, everyone had a chance. Eddie came in with Dan and Earl and had their turns. Earl's score didn't count in the contest. He said I was the only one he could fuck here. I told him not to worry, he was my first and that he will always be special.

The next couple of months went by quickly. We, of course, had all the sex we could handle, both in the fraternity and, on weekends, at Dong Long Kung Fu club. Eddie taught us kung fu and the practice really had a big effect on our speed, strength and endurance, though we were no threat to any of the regular members in a practice fight.

Little Dragon treated me as his personal toy whenever his brother was otherwise occupied. He was my practice partner, but I had to take his fuck each time I lost. He was enthusiastic, but self centered. When his brother wasn't around he would care more about getting himself off than his partner. Once, Eddie walked in on us, saw what was going on and pushed right up his brother's ass as he was pounding me. The first few stroke caused Little Dragon to cry out in pain. Then Eddie shifted mode and with little brother being pleasured front and back we raised him to the peak. When Eddie rolled off to lay beside me, he reminded his brother to be more considerate of his partner. As Little Dragon walked off rubbing his ass, Eddie said he would learn, after all, he's still a kid.

We met the other pledges, eight in all, and all of various Asian-American backgrounds. What struck me was that they were all so ordinary. They were bright, but the biggest was about five eight and 140 pounds. They averaged under five inches in the dick department. None even came within an inch of my seven. I couldn't understand how you develop a group like the brothers starting with material like that and neither Eddie nor Dan would enlighten me. They didn't participate in the heavy sexual activity; their duties involved mostly the routine housework. Though Dan, the pledge master, did hold some instruction on oral techniques and some anal preparation using dildos of increasing size.

We got off to a good start academically. The set study time was good discipline and there was always a brother to ask who could explain a tough point.

Tony Thieu won the contest for my services. He brought me off every morning no matter how many guys had been with me before or how energetic Eddie was overnight. Near the contest's end a few of the other leaders tried to get to me early and wear me out, but, Tony would always find a way to get me off.

They moved us both into a private room for the week and I didn't have any morning duties. We went through a gross of condoms and I had a big smile on my face all week. Earl complained that he had to do double duty each night and with Dan and Eddie. Eddie said his dick was getting lonely, but, I knew he was getting his time with Earl and that any of the brothers would have been eager to offer him their ass.

At last came the night we were to become brothers and learn the secrets of our fraternity. Tony brought me down to the basement after a fuck that served as a finale of our week together. I really liked him and Eddie. It was like choosing between apple pie and cherry pie. But, why bother, when you can have both as often as you like.

No one, brothers or pledges, wore anything. A huge banquet had been set up on a couple of tables placed at the end of the room. The ten pledges were lined up in front of the assembled brothers. A tray with ten cups was set up before us.

Eddie started the ceremony. "You pledges have endured our demands and earned our trust and respect. Tonight you will be literally transformed into brothers. The cups before you contain an herbal formula that I discovered a few years ago working in my father's shop. When you take it your bodies and muscles will grow until you match the ones before you. Your sex drive will increase ten fold, which is why we work so hard to pleasure each other. The first transformations took months, but the preparation has been improved so that now it takes only a few hours. This food and special protein supplements will fuel your bodies during the change. It works best on those with Chinese ancestry and, almost as well, on other Asians, but, Bill, the effects are much less with Caucasians. Earl, it has never been tried on those of African heritage, so, if you don't want to try it, you won't have to."

Eddie had just answered a lot of my questions. The other pledges looked surprised and pleased. None had any second thoughts. Eddie continued, "Brother Dan, pass out the cups." When each had our potion Eddie ordered simply, "Drink."

It had a bitter taste. I felt a tingling start all over and felt hungry, as if I hadn't eaten for a day. Earl positively ran to the table and started eating. The others quickly followed. I walked over and Eddie joined me.

"I think you'll gain about ten percent in your muscle mass and add a couple inches to that dick," he said. "Asians should gain fifty to sixty percent and more than double their sexual size. I don't know about Earl, but he is hungry and that's a good sign. You should eat."

Earl was shoving down food with both hands and was already markedly bigger. Most of the others had visible changes as muscles started to fill out. I thought I might be changing, but couldn't be sure yet.

Then Earl collapsed to the floor holding in each hand huge turkey drumsticks that he was devouring. "I'm starving," he groaned between bites.

"Bring out the protein drinks," ordered Eddie. Several of the brothers fetched gallon jugs. Eddie offered one to Earl. "Here, drink this," he suggested.

Earl chugged the whole bottle in one breath and grabbed another. You could see his body visibly grow. By the end of the second he was bigger than Eddie and he took eight more bottles over the next two hours until his hunger subsided. By then he was six foot ten and almost four hundred pounds with a twenty inch dick, a twenty inch hard dick. The change in the other new brothers was just about complete too. I had gained about twenty pounds and two inches as Eddie predicted, but I could tell from his expression that he hadn't expected anything like what came over Earl.

Hunger eased, Earl examined his body and looked out at the brothers. "What does a four hundred pound gorilla get," he roared. "Anything he wants." He looked at me. He picked me up like a feather and carried me to a weight bench. He put me down on my back and stood towering over me. "I have enough energy to take on the whole fraternity, but I wanted you to be first," he said softly.

I looked up at his incredible body. His arms must have been over thirty inches, his chest approached seventy with lats that flared in a tremendous vee up from a waist that was no bigger than my own albeit with abs that popped out far enough you could really believe he had a six pack buried in there. His thighs were thicker than a normal man's chest with deep striations separating the muscles. But, his body was dominated by that huge twenty inch tool. It was standing straight up and proud above balls the size of apples. Veins crisscrossed its length, pulsing visibly with blood. The foreskin had retracted past the head which sort of glowed a reddish brown color much lighter than the rest of the shaft.

Eddie rushed up with a condom and a bottle of lube. I hadn't used extra lube in a couple of months, but I was sure glad he thought of it. He rolled the rubber down the shaft. It barely fit even though it was the largest made. Eddie applied lube to its full length and squirted some up in me for extra measure.

He spread my legs and stepped between them. Then he grabbed my hips and slid me down to the end of the bench which forced my legs even further apart. Finally, he bent over me, grabbed the bench and lifted me and it up to his torso so he could position my ass at the tip of his dick. I lifted my legs around his waist which was more comfortable than trying to make room for those thighs. I felt the head spread my cheeks as it searched for my hole. He found it. The first contact made me shudder, I hadn't been this nervous about sex since the morning Earl took my virginity.

He pressed me against him. My experienced ass opened smoothly, wider than ever before, and he slipped in easily. When he brushed past my prostate, I started to writhe on the bench. The level of stimulation was higher than anything I'd imagined. I held his mighty arms as he plunged deeper. I shot off twice by the time he gentle stroking had opened me up to the depth where Eddie had been earlier. He continued to push in. For the third time in my sex life a dick was plowing virgin territory.

I was gasping at every stroke. It was pain and exquisite pleasure combined. I seemed to feel his dick everywhere. I thought it was ready to pop out my mouth. I looked up at his face. His eyes were staring wide, unseeing. He was focused inward and I knew I was inspiring intense feelings in him. He bottomed out, his balls pressed into my butt.

He shifted his grip holding me under the arms and dropping the weight bench which crashed to the floor. He stood up, carried me over to the wall and pressed me against it. He did an undulating motion with his hips that moved him through me. I came again. My orgasm this time must of tipped him over the edge because he buried himself to the limit and started to shake. I could feel each load as it raced up the shaft and erupted out the tip, it was in exact time with my own spurts. It continued, on and on, minutes at least. It felt as if his dick was growing even longer inside me. My own dick continued to spasm in sympathy with his though it ran out of juice a long time ago.

When his orgasm faded, he just sat down on the mat and leaned back to rest and recover. I was still impaled. Eddie and Dan lifted me off. When I pulled clear you could see that Earl had pumped enough cum to form a four inch bubble at the end of the rubber.

When he was changed out, he took on Dan next. They say paybacks are hell, but I'm pretty sure Dan saw heaven just like I had. Meanwhile, the other brothers worked to prepare the new initiates for the assault they knew was coming. It took most of the night but Earl topped the whole house, finishing with Eddie. There were a lot of sore asses and contented smiles the next day.

We still room with Eddie and Dan. Earl and Dan take turns being top because Dan still knows which buttons to push inside to turn Earl on and Earl likes it too much to forego. After the first night we required Earl to wear a rubber when he gets fucked just so Eddie and I don't get soaked again when he cums. Oh, one more thing. Last week I finally beat Little Dragon in a kung fu practice fight. Paybacks are hell, particularly when the whole club is watching you get fucked and cheering.

Part 4

My first year at college couldn't have been hotter. I'd gone from virgin to sex addict. I couldn't get enough. Eddie Lee was my bed partner each night, his fourteen and a half inches would bring me off several times. For a real thrill Earl Greene would give me a workout with his twenty-inch tool. Tony Thieu had only twelve inches but he really knew how to use it and we were regulars. Of course, I was always ready to help out any of my fraternity brothers when needed and, thanks to Eddie's muscle growth herbal mix, they were all hot guys. Finally, on weekends, Earl and I would head into San Francisco to study kung fu and party with the guys at the Dong Long Kung Fu club.

It was a normal day. I was down in the training room laying on the weight bench. I don't workout, at least not with weights. I had my legs resting on Tony's shoulders. He had me bent almost double as stroked his tool through my clutching ass. He was close and so was I.

One of the brothers came over carrying a cordless phone. "Bill, it's your brother," he said. "Should I tell him you're busy?"

"No, I'll take it," I replied reaching for the phone. Joey was a year younger than I. He was a star halfback on the high school team and I had plenty of fantasies about him while we were growing up. I think Joey suspected I was gay, maybe even before I did. He was always setting me up with dates and, with his muscular good looks and football stardom, he knew every good-looking girl in town. When I was home over Christmas he set me up with one of his girlfriends. I couldn't back out. After the movie, when we returned to the car, she was all over me. When I pulled her mouth off my dick I found out that Joey had promised to fuck her if she made it with me first. I offered to let her finish her blow job and said I'd tell Joey what he wanted to hear. She gave me an enthusiastic, if unskillful, suck while I imagined it were Joey.

"Hi, Joey," I greeted him. "Why, ugh, are you calling?" I said around Tony spiking me.

"Billy, Cal is recruiting me. Wouldn't it be cool if we went to the same school? I'm going to visit Berkeley next Friday and I was wondering if I could stay with you?"

"Ugh, ugh, give me a, ugh, minute," I said, pressing the phone into my pecs as I felt my climax approaching. I felt Tony start to unload into his condom as I shot streams of jizz, some of which coated the phone. After a minute I calmed down.

Tony leaned over and rested on my torso. "What does your brother want?"

"He's coming to visit next Friday and wants to stay here."

"Great, if he's anything like you, I'd like to try him."

"No, he's straight, always setting up dates for me with girls. If he stays here, I don't want my family finding out about my life here."

"Well, I can understand that. A lot of us aren't out to our families. He and you could stay in the guestroom upstairs, but; don't forget, next Friday is the annual hot bottom contest and you'll need to keep him upstairs. And what about the trip you, Eddie, Earl, Dan and I are taking for spring break to Hawaii?

"We'll work everything out," I assured him bring up the phone. "Joey?" I asked.

"Yeah brother, still here. Are you OK? You sounded a bit out of breath," he inquired.

"I'm fine. You caught me in the midst of my workout. Great news. You can stay here."

"Super, I'll come over right after I meet the coach, about four."

"See you then. I've got to go. My partner wants me to do another set. Bye," I concluded. Tony was licking my cum off the phone and my hand and I felt him start to stiffen within me.

"So long," concluded Joey as Tony resumed his strokes. I put aside the phone.

It was just after four on Friday when I heard Tony call, "Bill, come on down. Your brother is here."

I hurried downstairs and saw Joey standing just inside the door next to Tony who had just come from his daily workout. Joey stands six two and is a very muscular 225 pounds. He wore jeans and a denim jacket. Tony, wearing just workout shorts with a towel over one shoulder, was half a head shorter. He had remembered the house rules for Joey's visit and tucked in his big dick before he came up from the gym.

I introduced them and they shook hands. Joey applied all his strength to his grip. Tony, whom I knew was almost twice as strong as my brother thanks to the muscle growth potion he had, ignored Joey's efforts. I could see Joey was impressed.

I broke it up by saying, "Joey, let me show you your room," and ushering him upstairs.

When we got to the guestroom, I showed Joey his bed. He tossed his bag and took off his jacket. He had a tight tee shirt on underneath that really displayed his development. Eddie Lee stopped in and I did another round of introductions. Eddie was Joey's height but outweighed him by twenty pounds of muscle. He had worn loose clothes and a jock so you couldn't really tell he had fourteen plus inches to go with that body. Eddie talked about kung fu and I helped give Joey a demonstration. I could see my brother was impressed and a bit intimidated by this Asian stud.

It was soon time for dinner and Joey, Eddie and I went down to join the meal. Dan Wong and Earl Greene where there and I again made introductions. The guys kept Joey busy talking about his trip, what he thought of the school and Cal's prospects for going to next year's Rose Bowl.

After the meal, Eddie whispered a reminder to me to get Joey upstairs before the guests for the hot bottom contest arrived. I hustled Joey away telling him we needed some time to catch up on the news from home.

When we got back to the room Joey surprised me by boldly asking, "Which one is fucking you?"

"What do you mean?" was all I could muster.

"Andrea, the girl I set you up with last Christmas, told me all about your date. After a few orgasms, they'll tell me everything. I always suspected you were gay. I don't know why. You could have lots of fun with women. Andrea really wanted you to fuck her. She said you were almost as big as I. So who's doing you?"

"Well Joey, if you really want to know, they all are. Of course, Eddie, Tony and Earl are my favorites. Oh, on weekends, I take on Eddie's kung fu club. And any of my friends can put that ten-inch tool you're so proud of to shame. Does that answer your question?"

"Jeez Billy, what's got into you? You're a regular male slut."

"Don't knock it if you haven't tried it. I've had girls and I prefer guys. So no bitching until you know what you're talking about."

"Damn. I'll make you a deal. I'll give you two hours to show me about homosex, but, if I don't like it, you'll come back home with me and let me show you the fun you can have with girls."

"Deal," I answered as I got up and headed to the door.

"Where you headed?" Joey asked.

"To get your tutor. Wait here." I left the room.

I returned a few minutes later with Eddie, some condoms and a bottle of lube. Joey was sitting on the bed. He looked up as we entered.

"Joey, I'm Eddie Lee. Bill and I have been lovers for six months," he said, hugging me tight to his torso. "He asked me to show you a good time. Just relax."

I sat down on the other bed as Eddie started a little strip show. First, he rolled up his loose sweatshirt, slowly revealing his narrow waist and defined abs. Then, reaching under it, he eased it up over the massive slabs of muscle that were his pecs. Finally, grabbing the shirt below his widely flaring lats, he pulls it off in one motion and tosses it aside. He hits a double biceps pose that highlights his vee shape and twenty-inch arms.

It's all I can do to tear my eyes from the show, but, I look at Joey and see that he's staring in open mouth awe at my Chinese Adonis. And, the best part is yet to come.

Eddie steps out of his shoes and kicks them away. Then he massages the pouch of his jock underneath his sweat pants, displaying the huge basket formerly hidden by the loose material. He eases his pants down, revealing the jock and a pair of muscular thighs that each were almost as thick as his waist. He steps out of them.

His jock is straining to contain the power that his manipulations had partially awaken. It pushes away from his body. Eddie steps right between Joey's legs with his crotch only inches from his face, and continues to rub. Joey is frozen, unable to move. Slowly, Eddie lowers his jock, showing his fine black pubic hair, then inch after inch of shaft. At last, the head pops free of the waistband and Eddie's, fully hard, fourteen and a half inch dick snaps upright, striking Joey's face and leaving a trail of pre-cum to mark its path.

He pushed Joey back on the bed with one hand on the center of his chest while the other undoes his belt and unbuttons his jeans. Grabbing the waistband, Eddie strips the jeans and jockey shorts together in one motion, exposing Joey's ten- inch tool, hard and dripping, standing upright, perpendicular to his body.

After making sure the lube and condoms were handy, Eddie splits Joey's legs and steps on to the bed in between them. Joey tries to sit up, but Eddie pushes him back down. He's starting to realize how much stronger Eddie is and that he has no control over what's about to happen.

Eddie goes down on Joey's tool, inhaling it in one motion, clear to the root. His nose presses into Joey's bush and his tongue licks out to bathe his balls. As Eddie begins to stroke his lips along the shaft, Joey is soon in ecstasy. He starts to lift his hips to meet Eddie's strokes. This gives Eddie the opening to slip a finger through his crack up against the rosebud of his ass hole. Joey tenses at the contact and freezes his hips, but Eddie just slides his lips down the pole until they press against his groin, forcing him down until his digit is buried to the knuckle. Joey gasps more in surprise than pain.

As Eddie pulls back, Joey lifts his hips, trying to ease the invader from his ass. But, Eddie pushes him back down. Stimulated from both sides, Joey is in a frenzy. Eddie slips his other hand under Joey's tee shirt and massages his nipples while keeping his back pressed to the bed. When he adds a second finger, Joey is moaning almost continuously. With a last plunge with his mouth and a jab a the prostate, Eddie brings Joey off in a tremendous orgasm. Joey grabs Eddie's head with both hands, holding him to him, as his hips buck with each spurt into Eddie's mouth. Eddie swallows the whole load.

Spent, Joey collapses limply on the bed. Eddie lets Joey's soft dick slide from his mouth and flop softly to his belly. He removes his fingers. Eddie pushes over Joey's torso, cradling him in his powerful arms. They kiss. Joey instinctively tries to push his tongue into Eddie's mouth, but Eddie has other ideas. He plunges deep into Joey, dominating him orally and spreading the residue of Joey's load. As he stares into Eddie's eyes just above him, Joey tastes himself.

As Eddie continues his oral attack, he strokes his dick between their pressed bodies. The stimulation of that long, hot tube of flesh sliding next to his own brings Joey back to life. When Eddie breaks their kiss and rears back on his knees, both their dicks are coated with saliva and pre-cum. A string of juice stretches between the heads of their shafts.

Eddie rolls on the condom and applies some lube to his fingers and his sheathed tool. He lifts Joey's legs, resting them on his powerful shoulders. With one, two and finally three fingers, he stretches and lubes the entrance. Bending Joey nearly double, he positions his long shaft at Joey's hole. His fingers expand the opening as he pushes in the head. He gets only half the head in before Joey clamps down on him. With a quick stab of the hips, he shoves the rest of his fat knob in as Joey cries out in pain.

Impaled now, breathing in short gasps, Joey squirms his ass to try and pull off. Eddie keeps up the pressure and the struggles only serve to embed a few more inches. Eddie starts with short, slow strokes. I can see the pain on Joey's face as each one bottoms out a little deeper, invading new territory. He starts rubbing across that sensitive spot up inside, and Joey begins feeling more pleasure than pain. Concentrating on stroking the first few inches while fisting Joey's dick, Eddie brings him to another explosion. Streams of jizz spurt from his hose, spraying as far as his face. With Joey distracted Eddie shoves in more than half way.

Eddie spikes in a couple more inches. The shock wakes Joey from his reverie. He screams, "Stop. It hurts." It's the first words he's said.

"You can't chicken out now," Eddie counters. "I'm almost in. Take it like a man." He shoves another inch in.

"Oow. No. Stop. It's too big. Ugh." Eddie pushes forward and muffles Joey's cries with a kiss that plunges his tongue deep into Joey's mouth. Gagged, Joey stares at his assaulter. Eddie goes to work, using short strokes that each go deeper. The golden shaft slips steadily inside Joey's pale ass. Joey sucks powerfully on Eddie's tongue to take his mind off the pain in his ass. It takes Eddie about ten minutes to get the last four and a half inches in. Finally, his balls push tight against Joey's ass. He holds in place and leans back breaking the kiss. Joey gasps for air.

"Please Billy, get him off me," he pleads. "It feels like a fence post was shoved in me."

"Relax Joey. You've past the tough part," I assure him. "Besides, you still have over an hour left. Might as well try and enjoy it because Eddie is ready to give you the ride of your life."

With that Eddie leaned forward, placing his hands by Joey's shoulders, and began a slow fuck stroke. Just a few inches in and out to start. Joey winced a bit at the start from the pain of being stretched so wide, but, he soon relaxed as the stimulation built from Eddie's huge member sliding through his guts. He tried wiggling his ass and found he really couldn't move side to side. I know that when Eddie gets hard, it truly is like a fence post stuck up inside.

When Eddie saw Joey start to relax and get into the fuck, he increased the length of his strokes. Four inches, eight, ten, twelve, until just the head was left clutched by Joey's ass ring and then he'd slide all the way back in making sure to rub and massage the prostate the whole way. He drove Joey wild. He was moaning in pleasure now. Joey shoots a huge load, but Eddie doesn't slack his attack. When the flow stops Joey doesn't even go soft.

"Stop. Please. I can't stand it," pleads Joey. Eddie ignores him. "No. Ah. Ooooh," moans Joey as he releases another large load.

Joey grabs Eddie's arms by their bulging triceps, trying to find something to anchor his sensations as he descends into a whirlpool of pleasure. Eddie picks up the pace. Joey is covered in cum and sweat. He is no longer trying to talk. He just issues moans of contentment in time with Eddie's thrusts. Reflexively, his ass pushes up meeting each inward motion and he squeezes his ass enhancing the friction as Eddie withdraws.

At last Eddie plunges in to the hilt and unleashes his own load. I don't know how he held back so long. His throbbing dick triggers another orgasm in Joey. When the flow eases, Eddie resumes stroking, building himself up for a second round. Joey is completely out of it. His eyes are wide and unfocused as all his consciousness is concentrated on the feelings from his ass and dick. Joey spurts once more before Eddie has his second orgasm, triggering Joey once again.

Eddie continues to pound Joey's butt through his orgasm. As each stroke slams home, he grunts as his huge hose spurts another stream of juice. Joey gives a quick gasp at each impact as his own tool sprays his already soaked torso. Their passion peaks for nearly a minute before subsiding. Eddie pulls out, still half hard. The head makes a soft pop as it is freed from Joey's clutching hole.

Eddie lays on his side beside Joey, who stretches limply on the bed, breathing heavily. His sex tool rests across Joey's groin on top of my brother's, much smaller and now spent, member. Eddie peels off the condom and coats a couple fingers liberally with the large load of cum caught in the tip. He pushes the cum soaked digits through Joey's lips. He licks them eagerly, getting his first taste of another man.

Just then Tony Thieu opens the door and stares at the scene. He had probably been at the party in the basement and had donned some white nylon running shorts when he came upstairs. With his hard twelve-inch dick tenting their front outrageously, it didn't do much for modesty. But, I thought, we were beyond that now anyway.

"I guess I won't need these," observed Tony removing his shorts. His prick snapped up and ready when freed. "Eddie, we're going to start the contest soon and they need you," he continued. "Say, Bill, do you mind if I try your brother? He sure looks hot."

It was clear, Joey was out of it. He just looked with glazed over eyes as Eddie slid off the bed. He took a last lick at Eddie's fingers when Eddie pulled them out of his mouth. "I don't think Joey will mind. Go ahead and plunge in, Eddie has him all warmed up."

With that Tony rolled on his protection and walked to Joey's bedside. He rolled Joey to his belly, spread his legs and kneeled between them. Joey offered no resistance. Tony grasped Joey's hips, lifting them off the bed and pulling him back to his knees. He lined Joey's well-fucked hole up with the tip of his sex spear and thrust it home. In one slow, smooth motion, he slides in to the base, his balls swinging into Joey's. The now familiar feelings start coursing through Joey's body.

Tony places a powerful arm around Joey's chest and rocks back until he sits upright on the bed. This hauls Joey up too. He plops heavily into Tony's lap, his legs splayed across Tony's thick muscular thighs and Tony's tool plugged hard into his gut.

"You won't need this," says Tony, finally freeing Joey from his cum and sweat soaked tee shirt. Then he places his hands at Joey's waist and starts to lift him effortlessly up and down along his shaft. In seconds, Joey is moaning from the pleasure this talented Asian stud is giving him. His stiff dick bounces in front of him and drops of precum fly out propelled by the centrifugal force of its swing.

Tony extends the passion for over fifteen minutes before bring Joey and himself off in another gush of cum. When the frenzy eases, he settles Joey back in his lap and leans over the shoulder. Joey turns to meet the kiss, meekly opening his mouth to accept Tony's darting tongue.

When they break, Tony says, "Bill, you should enter him in the contest. Except for you, he's the hottest bottom I've had. Joey, do you want to come downstairs? Just nod your head," he added when Joey didn't respond.

Joey's head moved slightly up and down.

"I think that's a yes," observed Tony as he stood up from the bed, holding Joey against his chest with one arm, his dick still fully plugged up Joey's ass. I followed as he carried Joey into the hall. It looks like I won't miss the party after all.

Part 5

I awoke as usual with Eddie's morning hardon plugged up my ass. When he saw I was awake he started to stroke it through me. As Eddie began to excite me, I thought about the party last night. Joey was wild. He couldn't get enough. He even took on Earl Greene's twenty-inch monster that gave me so much pain and pleasure when I first took it. But Joey loved it from the start. The memories of my friends initiating my brother and Eddie's expert fucking brought me to a thundering climax. My cum shot clear across the room splashing Joey in the opposite bed.

The wet spray woke Joey. He was a bit disoriented at first, but soon looked at me, eyes wide, as Eddie finished our morning fuck. "Aw, Billy, do you have to have guys. The two hours must be up," he announced. "Our deal was if I tried homosex and didn't like it, you'd come home with me. Well, I tried it and I don't like it, so lets pack."

All through his little speech, Tony was looking at me over Joey's shoulder. Joey had gotten so used to a dick up his butt, he hadn't realized that he was still packed with twelve meaty inches. Tony even had one of his powerfully muscled thighs between Joey's legs.

When Tony started stroking through him, he remembered it really quick. He struggled to pull away, but Tony placed his second leg around him and rolled him on to his front wrapping his arms about his body. Joey used all his strength to break free, but he only bench presses 400 pounds, no match for Tony who has done 850 for single reps. After a few seconds, he was no longer trying as Tony's internal massage filled him with pleasure.

Tony relaxed his hold and spoke next to Joey's ear. "I thought we were friends. Don't you like what we do together?" He stopped his stroke, half in and half out of Joey's tight ass.

"Why'd you stop?" he asked, pushing back to take more of Tony's dick.

"Do you want to be fucked?" asked Tony. "Tell me."

"Yes, I want to be fucked," responded Joey.

"Tell your brother that you like being fucked," Tony insisted.

"Billy, you win. I really like it. I want it. Please Tony, finish me off. I love the feeling of your long pole moving inside of me."

With that confession, Tony went back to work and had Joey moaning with delight in short order. Not content to watch, Eddie rolled me over into the same position as Joey and went to work on our second round. Joey and I watched each other being reamed by muscular Asian studs as our own passion built. The guys timed it perfectly so we all four shot off together, then they raised us back up for a second explosion.

Now fully awake and with no need to hide from Joey, we passed up the small bath in the guestroom in favor of the main shower room where Joey could meet the guys. We saw Earl Greene and Dan Wong there. Joey didn't believe it when we told him he had Earl's huge piece last night. His own memory of the night was a bit hazy. He believed when Earl held him by the hips, lifted him off the floor and pushed right up him again. As Earl gave him a nice slow fuck, he bent him over at the waist so he could take Dan down his throat. They all shot about ten minutes later, Joey was suspended in the air the whole time.

As we headed back to the room, I reminded Joey, "You know you won the contest last night."

"What contest?"

"The hot bottom contest to pick the most talented bottom that's friends with one of the brothers. I'm the best, but, as a brother myself, I'm ineligible."

"What did I win?" asked Joey.

"For the next year, whenever you ask any one of the brothers, he will fuck you," Eddie replied.

"Anyone," mumbled Joey as we returned to the room.

"It's Saturday," observed Eddie, "Let's take Joey to the kung fu club. There are lots of folks who will want to meet him and, Bill, you can show him what you learned."

It was quickly agreed that we'd stay at Eddie's house in San Francisco until Monday when we would send Joey home and the rest of us would fly to Hawaii for spring break. We packed our stuff in the trunk of Eddie's Mustang and headed into town. I sat on Tony's lap and Joey sat on Earl's. This ride I know we didn't mind the potholes in the road.

We pulled into the alley and parked next to the door to the Dong Long Kung Fu club. Earl went off with Dan to his nearby house while the rest of us stayed at the club. When we entered a number of the club members were busy practicing. Eddie introduced Joey as my younger brother and Tony as a member of his fraternity. The guys in the club knew what that meant and pretty soon Joey had a group of six of the hunkiest kung fu fighters taking turns on him while Tony was in a sixty nine with one guy while another plugged his ass. Little Dragon, Eddie's younger brother, came over and started undressing me. Eddie told us to go off and play and went over to join Joey.

Little Dragon had gained a inch in height, up to five foot five in the last six months and more importantly about three quarter of an inch to his dick, putting him a bit over eleven inches. But, barring a last minute growth spurt, I don't think he'll make good his boast to be bigger than his brother Eddie. He had me on my back and was giving me an expert fuck. He has become much more mature sexually in the last few months and is now as considerate of his partner's pleasure as his own. Eddie had insisted that his little brother practice his fucking technique as hard as his kung fu. Eddie was a stern teacher, who required proper form in both skills. I was, of course, glad to play my part in assisting his education and, as he brought me to the first of several orgasms, I knew the practice was not wasted.

After a few hours, where everyone had a chance to get to know Joey and Tony quite intimately, Eddie had the club put on a nude kung fu demonstration like the one I had on my first visit. I watched Joey, who was enthralled by the display. But, I bet it wasn't the kung fu as much as watching the muscles of those Chinese studs move under their sweat covered golden skin, knowing that each one of them was stronger than he and that each had a dick that beat his ten-incher. A dick that had just finished plowing his ass.

When the show finished Eddie asked, "Joey, as our guest, what would you like to see next?"

Joey thought a bit and said, "I understand that as the contest winner I can ask any fraternity brother to fuck me at any time. Well, I'd like my brother Billy to fuck me, right here, right now."

I couldn't believe what I heard. "Joey, I'm your brother," I said.

"So. You're not going to get me pregnant. We won't have any two headed kids," he retorted.

"And he did win the hot bottom contest; so, you can't refuse," added Tony, pushing me over to Joey.

Joey lay on his back and grabbed his legs, offering his ass. "Come on Billy," he urged. "You had me try sex with men. Now I want to try my big brother."

In my mind I still wasn't sure about this, but my cock was sure; it had filled out to its full nine inches. Little Dragon rolled a condom on me and with Eddie and Tony encouraging me, I knelt behind my younger brother. The rest of the club gathered around to watch the show.

Joey looked at me expectantly. I lined up my shaft to its target and pushed in to my balls in one smooth motion. It slipped in easily, I was the smallest cock Joey had taken in his day of sex. When I was in, Joey tightened down on his ass muscles, squeezing my tool in a velvet vise. When I pulled out until only the head was inside, I felt the delightful friction that I try to give all my partners. Joey had sure learned a lot in the last day.

I started a slow stroke of my brother's ass. He pushed up to meet my strokes and kept staring at me. I built his pleasure. Soon he was moaning and thrashing his body under me, his dick leaking pre-cum onto his abs. When I thought he was nearly ready to shoot, I stopped for a minute to let him calm down. Then I built him back to a peak again. When I stopped for a second time, Joey reached back and gripped my hips to force my strokes. He pistoned me through his guts, faster and faster. I felt the contractions around my cock a few seconds before he unleashed his first stream of jizz. I exploded into the condom as he sprayed both our torsos with his hot seed. Spent, I slipped from his ass and lay down on the mat beside my brother.

"Thanks, for that and for last night," he whispered in my ear. "Now can I do you?"

"Now little brother wants to fuck his big brother, sounds like a great idea," Little Dragon added looking at Eddie. "Well, I've never turned down the offer of a big dick up my ass, so Joey show me if your as good with boys as you are with girls," I said rolling over, sticking my ass up in the air and spreading my legs.

Joey wasted no time positioning himself behind me. He sheathed his shaft and rubbed it along the crack of my ass to awaken his erection.

Meanwhile Little Dragon was all over Eddie. "Come on big brother. Bill is letting his little brother do him. You've been giving me all those lessons, now is your chance to find out how good I can be." He rolled on fresh protection, looked up into his big brother's eyes and added softly, "Please." Eddie slowly got down beside me.

Joey was hard again but he waited for Little Dragon so they could they could penetrate their brothers together. Joey pushed easily into my well-used love tunnel. I employed all the experience from the thousand plus fucks I've taken in the last six months to excite him to the max. Looking over at Eddie, I could see that Little Dragon was as talented with Eddie as he showed in his sessions with me.

Even though I'd been fucked by dozens of guys, all bigger than Joey, the fuck by my own brother, who I had secretly fantasized about as we were growing up, was special. Using my muscle control, I set the pace, squeezing harder or softer to control the stimulation of Joey and myself. Joey was really pounding into me. I could feel the sweat dripping off him onto my back.

"Jeez Billy, you're fantastic. No girl was ever like this."

I could see Eddie was also getting quite a ride. His face was flushed; and, when he pushed his ass up to meet his brother's strokes, you could see his fourteen plus inch hose hard against the mat with a pool of pre-cum spreading from the tip. It didn't look like he would hold off much longer, so I started to really turn up the heat on Joey.

Within a couple minutes Joey was grunting at the end of each stroke. Finally, he hammered me one last time, knocking me flat to the mat and burying himself as deep as possible in my ass. I felt his cock spasm wildly in my guts as my own shot off into the mat.

Almost simultaneously, Eddie pushed up on his hands and feet arching his back and lifting Little Dragon, plugged to the root in his ass, into the air. Little Dragon hugged his brother around his huge chest to avoid being tossed off. Eddie's long hose sprayed streams of cum in all directions as Little Dragon unloaded up inside.

Time seemed to slow down, so that this four-way explosion seemed to go on for an hour. I can still remember each instant in vivid detail, each throb, grunt and squirt. At last Eddie settled to the mat as his brother regained his footing and popped from his ass. Joey collapsed on top of my back and rested his head next to mine to catch his breath. We were both soaked with about half of the juice Eddie had distributed around the room.

Eddie rolled to his back and pulled his brother down on top of him. Hugging him to his body they shared a very unbrotherly kiss. I turned my head to meet my brother. Our tongues explored each other and we felt closer than ever to each other.

It was already dark outside, we soon broke up our sex play and took a shower. Of course, we had another round in the showers with Tony doing me as I plugged Joey again, Eddie returning the favor for his brother and most of the other studs taking a last go in twos and threes.

Eddie took us to diner at a Chinatown restaurant used by the locals. The menu was in Chinese only and he ordered for everyone. The food was good.

Afterwards, we went to his house for the night. I'd met his folks before and introduced my brother and Tony. Eddie said that the guests would share his brother's room and his brother would stay in his room. Little Dragon acted put out, but his eyes looked eager.

While we were putting our stuff away, Eddie was called to the phone. When he returned he told us that Earl had to go back to LA. His parents had called saying his younger brother was in trouble with a gang. Dan was going with him to help out, so they won't be able to make the Hawaii trip.

"It's too late to get a refund on the tickets and uncle's condo in Waikiki is only available to us for this week," mused Eddie.

"Well Joey could go. He's off for Spring break too next week and I'm sure our parents would allow it if I tell them I'll take care of him," I interjected.

"That's great," agreed Joey. "But, dad and mom might not be so easy if you told them just how you'll take care of me."

"Well, that's one down," Eddie agreed, looking around while avoiding his brother, who was furiously trying to get his attention. Exasperated, Little Dragon pushed his brother back on the bed and jumped on top of him. "OK, you can go too, he said as he grabbed his brother and threw him six feet in the air. Little Dragon did a somersault and landed light on his feet at the foot of the bed.

That night Tony, Joey and I explored all the sexual possibilities for three. I awoke in a sixty nine with Joey and when I opened my eyes my first sight was Tony's hard dick plugged three quarters of the way in Joey's stretched ass.

When we saw Eddie and his brother at breakfast, you could tell they also had a good night. There was a bond between them that had not been present earlier.

We went to the club afterwards. They were to perform at a festival, so Eddie had them practice all morning. We went as spectators. When everyone returned we made up for lost time. They were hot, sweaty and extra horny after almost eight hours without sex, a long time for an Asian who has been treated with Eddie's growth formula. I really love to be manhandled by these guys when the urge to get off becomes irrepressible. Joey enjoyed it as much as I.

When we went to sleep that night after a goodnight fuck from Tony for both of us, we were thinking of Hawaii.

Part 6

At the gate the number of people waiting promised that the plane would be pretty crowded. We were near the back so we got to board early. Joey and I had window seats with Tony and Eddie on the aisle of our rows. Little Dragon had an inside aisle seat opposite his brother. Since the plane was packed with seats ten across there was an empty seat between Joey and Tony and Eddie and I. We hoped they wouldn't fill up to give us some room to stretch out during the five hour flight.

A middle aged Hawaiian lady, about thirty pounds overweight came and claimed the seat next to Little Dragon, but ours stayed empty as boarding continued. When it appeared we might get away with our empty seats, I saw two Hawaiian boys coming down the aisle. They were about our age, dressed in dark slacks, white short sleeve shirts and dark ties with no jacket. They looked like twins and from what I could see, if you took off their clothes, they could pass for Hawaiian warriors like the pictures we had in our travel brochures.

They spotted the seats next to us which were the only two that were open anywhere close together. They asked if they were taken and, in response, Tony and Eddie slid out to let them in. Eddie stayed close and forced the boy to squeeze by him. I saw him rub his hand along the back of the shirt, revealing quite impressive musculature where the fabric pressed the skin.

When they were settled we found out they were, Andy and Paul Kolani. Andy was the one next to me. Twins, as I thought, eighteen years old and freshman at Brigham Young. They caught a ride from Salt Lake City yesterday and were standing by for a flight to Honolulu when they got lucky with two openings on this plane. As I took in their young, strong bodies, smooth light brown skin and dark, full red lips, I thought we may have gotten lucky too. Looking at my companions, I could see they were thinking along the same lines as I. Across the aisle Little Dragon was watching intensely with a look of envy.

Eddie and I engaged Andy in conversation, to learn more about them and make as much physical contact as possible. Eddie and I pressed our thighs against Andy's. He didn't shrink from contact and pressed back against us. As we suspected, he was quite well developed. He looked each of us in the eyes as we kept up the contact. As we talked we leaned into him more boldly, biceps and triceps making contact. He commented on Eddie's muscular arms and asked if he worked out. Eddie started a discussion of his kung fu training.

Soon the plane was darkened for the movie and the tray tables were lowered for meal service. With that cover, I placed my hand on Andy's thigh, and, when he didn't object, moved to the inside and worked up toward his crotch. From what I could see Joey and Tony were following the same plan with Paul.

As I moved toward my goal, I felt the tip of Andy's hard dick that was extending down his left leg. I caressed its length, about eight inches, as I worked toward my goal. I found Eddie's hand already there, massaging Andy's balls and the base of his meaty shaft. Since there was enough for two, I shifted back to the tip and concentrated on sliding his foreskin back and forth over the flaring head. Most of the guys where I grew up were cut, so I was fascinated by the fold of skin over a man's tool from the first time I saw it in the flesh. Fortunately for me, all the guys in the fraternity and kung fu club are natural.

Our manipulations of Andy were driving him wild. He was struggling to act normal. I felt wetness on his trousers by the head of his dick. The lubrication aided me as I sheathed and unsheathed his crown. We kept at it for over an hour, building him up and letting him down when someone walked down the aisle. Little Dragon was staring at us the whole time, trying to see what was going on.

Andy looked at both of us, silently pleading that we give him release. We relented and built him up to the climax. I felt his dick harden and expand to the fullest a few instants before he started spurting. A sharp exhalation at each spasm of his shaft was the only sound he made as he struggled for control. I felt wetness spread from a massive outpouring of juice, soaking almost the entire inside of his thigh. I rubbed the liquid into his skin. A few minutes later, similar gasps from Paul announced his orgasm.

Andy bent forward and said a few words to Paul. Then they asked to be let by to go to the lavatory. Luckily the plane was still darkened, so the wetness of their pants wasn't too noticeable. As they headed to the back of the airplane, Little Dragon jumped up and fell in behind. I watched as the boys entered adjacent toilets. As the second one entered, Little Dragon boldly pushed in with him and shut the door.

About fifteen minutes later the door opened and a rumpled boy stepped out followed by Little Dragon. He knocked at the other door that opened to admit him. The first twin came back and sat down between us. It was Andy. His hair was mussed, his tie loose and his shirt was half out of his pants and soaked with sweat. He lay back and tried to catch his breath.

"I see my little brother introduced himself," Eddie said softly.

"That was your 'little' brother," Andy gasped. "He wasn't so little from my position."

"It's all relative," he retorted, giving Andy's hand a lengthy tour of his own equipment.

A few minutes later Paul and Little Dragon emerged, startling a mother and daughter who had not expected two boys to come out of one door. Paul looked like he had the same treatment as Andy. Little Dragon looked quite pleased with himself as he followed the Hawaiian to their seats. I had to admit that he hit a pair of homeruns while the rest of us scored singles.

The boys barely had time to regain their composure before the plane touched down in Honolulu. After we debarked, Andy said he had to call his brothers to pick them up. Eddie countered by inviting them to come with us to our condo. He said we'd have a car there and drive them home ourselves. After we got our bags, the seven of us piled into a big taxi, a limo that had seen better days, and headed for Waikiki.

Eddie's uncle's condominium was impressive. On the twenty eighth floor, the outer walls were floor to ceiling windows with a view from Diamond Head to the west end of Oahu. A balcony, Andy called it a lanai, ran the length of the apartment. When we opened the sliding doors, a cool breeze blew. The rooms were small but nicely furnished. Each of the two bedrooms had king sized beds. The keys to a BMW convertible hung on a hook in the kitchen.

"We can take you home now," Eddie remarked while removing his shirt. "But I'd like us to get better acquainted," he continued as he started unbuttoning Andy's. Tony was humping his twelve inches along Paul's ass crack while undoing his belt. Joey moved over to help with Paul's shirt. The boys looked at each other and in that instant decided to stay. In a few minutes, clothes were scattered all over the room.

We adjourned to one of the bedrooms. The boys lay on their backs and Eddie and Tony, with freshly lubed condoms, stepped behind them, each lifting a pair of firmly muscled legs to their equally well muscled shoulders.

As the twins struggled to accommodate the largest tools that they had ever had, I had a chance to admire the bodies I'd only glimpsed and felt on the flight over. They looked identical. Both about five foot ten and two hundred pounds of dense muscle. Arms were eighteen inches, chest near fifty, with big muscled shoulders and lats. The pecs had large red brown nipples that were angled downward by the bulge of muscle. The chest tapered to a narrow waist without an ounce of fat to hide their tightly knit abdominals. Their light brown skin would the ideal shade for the winner of a month long tanning contest, but it was their natural color with no sign of a tan line that they wouldn't have had a chance to acquire after a winter in Utah.

Eddie and Tony had achieved full penetration and begun a slow stroke that had filled out the boys' dicks to their full eight inches. Their cock heads had poked out from their foreskins and had started to leak fluid steadily. I saw that Joey and Little Dragon had offered their pieces for the boys to suck. To get in on the action, I rested my head on Andy's belly and inhaled his dick to the root. He reacted to my efforts by coating my tongue with his tasty pre-cum.

As I went to work on Andy, I had a great view of Eddie's long pole as he shoved it in and out of Andy's ass in over twelve inch strokes. I could feel Andy react to its presence as his abdominals would bulge up against the side of my face from the pressure of Eddie filling his guts. As his pleasure mounted, Andy caressed my head with his hand, feeling my face, my lips sucking his piece and reaching down to feel Eddie's snake slithering into his hole.

His dick went wild in my mouth and then flooded me with his seed. His spasms brought off Eddie, who plunged in for a final thrust and unloaded deep within. Seeing his brother's orgasm brought Paul off in sympathy. He arched his back as he unleashed a solid stream of white. With that Tony, Joey and Little Dragon released their own massive loads. When we calmed down and broke apart, I saw that Paul's first cum had splattered on the wall over the bed and a line of white splotches marked the impact of many following shots.

"Bill hasn't cum yet," announced Andy. "We'll take care of you."

The twins looked at each other and, without exchanging a word, did a quick scissors, paper, stone to decide something. Paul won with paper to Andy's stone. He sucked his brother's dick back to life with a few practiced moves and rolled on a condom. He then did the same for me, whereupon, he stood up, leaned forward against the wall, spread his legs and offered me his ass.

I moved to him and placed my hands on the smooth firm globes of his ass. His position allowed me to see into his hairless cleft to the tiny pink bud of his hole. The dark skin was slightly red from all the stimulation it had been getting. The furrow was streaked with juices rubbed from the long probes that had retrieved them from far below. I buried my face between those muscular mounds, licking the flesh of his hole and sticking my tongue deep inside for my first Hawaiian food.

I moved up along his back, exploring with my mouth the mountains of muscle that covered it. When I arrived at his thick neck and reached around to hold his chest, I was in position. As I pushed in, Andy stepped behind and entered me.

It was exquisite, being pleasured front and back by these two Hawaiian warriors. It was like I were a book between two bookends or, more aptly, I decided after looking at the mirror on the closet door, white meat between two pieces of rye bread. With my hands I explored Paul's firm body. I knew I couldn't last long as I pushed into Paul's clutching hole and back against Andy's stiff pole.

The boys, however, had other ideas. Every time I got close, Andy would grab Paul's hips and hold us motionless in a tight huddle until I came off my peak. Then they would build me up again only to ease off before I could cum. It was payback for our teasing them on the plane. It was damn effective. I was sweating bullets and begging them to let me finish. They kept me going for over an hour before climaxing in a gushing three-way explosion. I was so weak after I came that, if they had pulled away from me, I would have collapsed. They walked me to the bed and we fell on it still coupled.

Eddie poked his head in and announced that he had a special treat for dinner. He had dressed and gone out for supplies while the twins were busy with me.

He had a couple dozen large cartons of Chinese takeout. But, he also had gotten twenty gallons of milk and two large drums of protein power to mix in it. On the table were three teacups. I knew what he had in mind.

Eddie explained about the muscle growth formula that we had all taken and offered Joey, Andy and Paul a chance to try it. He expected that Andy and Paul would almost double their muscle mass and penis size while gaining a few inches in height and increasing their sex drive up to ten times. Considering their starting point, the results should be spectacular. The effects on Joey would be less, but still significant. No one turned him down.

They downed the potion in one gulp and dug into the milk and protein drinks. The twins were eating and drinking as fast as possible and, it was as if they were being pumped up like giant man-shaped balloons. You could see their muscles expand. Joey, as expected, wasn't as strongly affected, but he ate and drank steadily and, after the first hour, had made significant gains and was still growing. The four of us, who already had the treatment, watched the show and had our fill of the Chinese food before the guys had gone through the more concentrated nourishment. After about two hours, the milk and supplements were gone and growth started to taper off. The guys were still hungry enough to eliminate the leftovers from our meal before their hunger eased completely. I was impressed. Joey had added nearly forty pounds of muscle and an inch of height to six three, plus three inches to his dick bringing it to thirteen inches.

We found later that Joey could now bench 550 pounds. That meant that Tony and Eddie were still stronger because they had more benefit from Eddie's potion. The twins were the real prizes. Where before they were Hawaiian warriors, now they were Hawaiian gods. Both were now three hundred fifty pounds of mountainous muscles on a six foot four inch frame. Thirty-inch arms, a sixty five-inch chest that dropped to a defined thirty two-inch waist. Forty-inch thighs supplied plenty of support. They later told us they could do seated presses with over a thousand pounds. But, even with all that, the center of our attention was their now sixteen and a half inch cocks. When their hunger abated, their enhanced sex drive took charge and they were stiff and ready for action. I wanted to be first.

The twins, however, had other ideas. They embraced each other, squeezing their bodies with tremendous strength. They kissed strongly, exploring each other with their tongues. Their torsos pressed together with those glorious shafts, side by side, stimulated by the muscles of two sets of abs. Then Paul turned around and offered his ass to Andy, who pushed up in one powerful stroke without a condom. Paul let out a roar that I thought would bring the police, but he was soon thoroughly enjoying his brother's big tool.

Joey came over and wanted to try me bare. I sure wanted to try his new thirteen incher, but I insisted on protection. Maybe twins know and trust each other well enough, but I thought even that was mighty risky. I knew I didn't know Joey well enough and helped him on with the rubber then pushed back against him until my butt hit his groin. I really love that full feeling I get with a big dick plugged in me. Joey's really hit the spot, but I was really eager to try the twins.

Eddie and Little Dragon had sandwiched Tony, but everyone was still transfixed by the show being staged by the two Hawaiian studs. Andy was swinging his body full force into Paul. He'd finish each stroke with a loud slap as he slammed into his brother's ass. Then he'd pull almost all the way out. Andy continued increasing the pace until he plowed in for a last time. Their bodies were wracked by spasms. A thick stream of white jetted from Paul and shot out the open lanai doors and over the railing into the open air beyond. Five more followed before one fell onto the carpet. Paul continued to unload and soon cum was leaking from around the dick in his ass, evidence of the massive load Andy deposited.

As soon as the flow stopped, they switched positions. Paul speared Andy with his still hard shaft while Andy's bobbed in front of him dripping ass juice and cum. I had to get in with them, so I asked Joey to move over there. While he continued our fuck I went down on Andy's piece, cleaning it with my tongue, enjoying the funky taste, as I worked it deep into my throat. Pretty soon Paul exploded up his brother's ass and Andy followed. I felt his loads jet down the center of my body as Joey throbbed in my guts. I sprayed my own seed across both boys' thighs. Just watching this scene brought the others release.

As soon as Andy pulled his still hard dick from my throat, I asked them to fuck me. "I've got to try you guys."

They asked in unison, "Which one do you want?"

"Both," I replied.

I got condoms and rolled them on after cleaning Paul like I'd already done Andy. Then Andy gripped my hips and lifted me high in the air so I could place my legs in the valley between his cannonball deltoids and thick neck. Then he lowered me along his chest. My dick, still wet from my last eruption, laid a trail of liquid between his pecs. I felt his head against my hole. He let my weight rest on it and force it inside. It filled me so deliciously full that I came even before he bottomed out, fountaining cum all over his chest and mine.

I felt my balls push through his pubic hair and rest on top of his shaft, he was in and I was ready for more.

I got more, but not what I expected. Paul stepped behind me. I felt his own massive member rub along my back. "What are you doing?"

"You said you wanted us both," Paul responded while squatting to position the head of his shaft against the spot his brother had already pierced.

"But, but," I stammered before Andy pressed my face to his cum soaked chest, muffling my objections.

Paul shoved at me hard. He squeezed Andy turgid shaft some, but mostly, he stretched me like nothing before or since. My screams were stifled, so I bit hard at Andy's tit. He didn't flinch a bit, but began short strokes with his own member that helped feed more of his brother up in me. My friends had heard and tried to pull the twins off me, but they were much stronger than the four of them combined. Eddie even gave Andy one of his powerful kung fu kicks, I felt the impact even through his body. I'd seen those kicks shatter two by fours, but Andy ignored it.

When Paul pushed past my prostate, the pressure was so intense that I was continuously stimulated. The pain was still incredible, but now it was overlaid by a sexual stimulation that I'd never felt before. I shot off again. Seeing my new orgasm, the guys backed off to watch.

Now my mind was focused exclusively on the sensations radiating from the base of my body; the pain, the pleasure, the tubes of flesh moving inside me. The room could have been on fire and I wouldn't have noticed. My orgasms, which happened every few minutes, seemed to come from a distant place. I felt the dick throbbing, the cum squirting, but my consciousness was centered on my abused intestines and straining ass. After a timeless interval I felt a new rhythm begin deep within me. It rose in intensity, drowning out all other feelings. It spread throughout my body, overwhelming me.

Part 7

I awoke. It was morning. I was in one of the beds. I saw Joey sleeping beside me. He was in the embrace of one of the Hawaiians that was sleeping behind him. His body, now 265 pounds of muscle, almost disappeared, intertwined as he was with those truly huge arms and legs. His legs were split by a monstrous thigh and a couple of inches of sheathed shaft could be spotted before it vanished up his distended hole.

I knew where the other brother was, right behind me. With just one of those pythons up me, it felt great. I ran my hands along his muscles admiring their size and firmness. I reached between my legs to heft the base of the shaft piercing me. I couldn't get a hand around it. It was at least three times thicker than my nine incher and had balls to match its extravagant dimensions.

I squeezed the shaft with my hand and awoke the slumbering Hawaiian god. He turned me to my belly as he rolled on top of me. I was pressed into the mattress by a mountain of hard flesh. He pushed my legs apart to make room for his second thigh. His body rose above me supported by the strong pillars of his arms and he began to move through me. There was pain from my abused ass ring as he started to slide. But gods have needs that cannot be denied by mere mortals and I was willing to make any sacrifice to service mine.

Our movements had awaken the pair sleeping beside us. Soon Joey was taking the

full force of the other brother, yelping as each stroke ravaged his less experienced ass.

There's no way I could be completely comfortable with such a huge intrusion in my body, but soon, the pleasure took over from pain, which receded to the back of my senses without entirely disappearing. After several minutes, I could feel my lover approach the brink. That huge member seemed to grow even larger inside me. Then it went wild, throbbing as it pumped wave after wave of cum down its long length. My ass clamped down on it as I released my own load into the sheets. As he rolled to his back, pulling me over on top of him, we were soaked as Joey shot streams of juice across the bed.

All four of us lay still for a few minutes, recovering. At last, I sat up and, pivoting on the still hard dick, turned to face my stud. It was Andy. He smiled at me. I called dibs on the shower and Andy sat up and carried us in while I wrapped my legs around his waist.

The shower was refreshing. We washed each other and had another round. Joey and Paul were waiting when we stepped out, threatening to fuck us to death if we had used all the hot water. Andy pulled out of me. I felt really empty as I finished the morning ritual.

When we left the bedroom, I saw that Eddie, Tony and Little Dragon were already up and dressed for the beach with tee shirts, running shorts and sandals. They had set out a breakfast of fruit and cereals. I kissed Eddie and Tony good morning. They both checked to see if my ass hole was still tight and I clamped down on their fingers to show them I was still OK.

As we ate, Eddie spoke up, "After breakfast we want to go to the beach. We can have sex all day back home, but, while we're here, we want to see Hawaii."

"Remember you promised to drive us home," reminded Andy. "We have a place on the North Shore with a very private beach and, if you help my brother and I out with a little problem, we'll teach you to surf."

"What do you have in mind?" I asked.

"Our parents are in Las Vegas until the weekend when the family will get together for a traditional luau. Only our four older brothers are at the house now. They were bigger than us," Andy continued flexing his thirty inch arm and emphasizing the were. "They've been fucking us since we were twelve. We don't mind getting fucked, we do each other all the time, but, they're not like you; they only care for their own pleasure. Now it's time to turn the tables. We'll go out there and surprise them. We'll rape them and force them into submission physically and sexually. They'll service our every desire."

"You guys are strong enough now to take on any four other men," put in Tony. "Why do you need us?"

"We're only two guys," replied Paul. "Two of them might escape before we can force them to submit. Besides, our brothers are hot guys; you'll really enjoy them."

"It sounds like they have it coming," said Little Dragon as we all nodded agreement.

With breakfast over we were ready to leave, but none of the brothers' clothes would fit. We had to cut the side seams of their athletic shorts clear to the waist band. It would fit, but if they got hard, that huge dick would poke out the side or bottom. For the top, we slit the bottom of the arm and the side to

just above the waist to allow room for their bulging biceps , triceps and flaring lats.

Now ready, we went to the garage and found the car. Eddie lowered the top and we loaded seven people into the BMW. Only Eddie as driver sat alone. Joey and I wanted to sit with the twins, but Tony and Little Dragon insisted it was their turn. They had their first orgasms before we hit H-2.

We passed through the small town of Haleiwa on a narrow, but busy, two lane road. About a mile or two further, Andy directed us to turn left on a dirt track that was almost hidden in the encroaching foliage. As we proceeded down the road, it opened on to an expanse of grass above a white sand beach. The beach extended between two rocky points. Three to four foot waves broke near shore. The house was set back from the beach and raised on posts about ten to twelve feet above the ground. It was surrounded by a deck and, for this typical warm day, all the doors leading onto the deck were open to admit the breeze. The area under the house served as a carport and we parked by the entrance stairs next to an old sedan and pickup.

We piled out and got ready for action, putting on fresh condoms and tucking our tools back in our shorts for the moment. Andy and Paul were already half hard and had trouble getting it all back in. The brothers started up the steps and we followed quietly.

"Come on up brothers," said a voice from above. "We're ready to welcome you home."

With Andy and Paul in the lead, we entered the house and came face to face with four muscular Hawaiian males. They ranged from six foot to over six four, the biggest was easily Joey's size. I wouldn't have wanted to run into any of them alone and, a couple of them might even tackle Joey, but, with the new size and strength of the twins and Eddie's kung fu, I wasn't worried.

The biggest guy, who had removed his shirt and was starting on his shorts was startled. "What happened to you? Who are these guys?"

"These are our friends. They're here to help. It's payback time," replied Andy whose dick had hardened to its full sixteen plus inches, pushing down below the leg of his running shorts, still enmeshed in the webbing which stretched the waistband, exposing his pubic hair and the root of his shaft.

The four tensed to fight. Little Dragon screamed and charged the biggest one. He reached out to grab this boy who was almost a foot shorter and a hundred pounds lighter. Little Dragon dodged the hand and landed three quick punches to the

center of his chest. Just like what happened to Earl when we first met, the Hawaiian's legs turned to rubber and he collapsed to the floor.

Andy and Paul charged two of their siblings, knocking them down and pinning them with their massive bodies and Eddie did a kung fu kick right to the chin of the last one, turning out his lights. Before, the fight even started, it was over. Now it was time for the winners to enjoy the spoils.

Andy just ripped the clothes off his victim and then tore off his own. Paul matched him. We followed their lead.

Two cries of agony filled the house as the twins plowed into their older brothers without any preliminaries. They were determined to inflict as much pain as possible, short of having them pass out. It was working.

Eddie and Little Dragon tore into their men with similar results. Even though they're a few inches smaller than the twins, they were much more than these guys ever had. Eddie asked me to stuff my dick down his guy's throat to stifle the screams after making it clear that he wouldn't have any teeth if I felt them. Joey and Tony helped out the twins the same way and Little Dragon just gagged his man with someone's torn tee shirt. The relative silence was refreshing and allowed the twins to tell their captives what was coming.

Andy began. "You are our slaves now. Anything we want you will do — without complaint. Orders from our friends will be obeyed without question. You are nothing now, compared to us."

"We can inflict pain," Paul continued while spearing his helpless fuckee for emphasis. "But, if you obey, we will give pleasure. It is your choice, but, either way, you will satisfy our needs and desires."

Eddie slapped our guy across the side of his ass, hard. His whole body convulsed from the pain. I felt his throat muscles spasm against my deeply buried shaft. He gasped for breath and emitted low moans as best he could with me sitting on his face. Eddie slapped him again and again. I could almost feel sorry for him, but I was really getting turned on by the involuntary massage his throat was giving me. After eight or nine I delivered a big load right down to his stomach. With a couple more, Eddie unloaded up his butt and I was hard again. A half hour later his ass was red from the punishment Eddie inflicted, but his dick was hard and leaking. When we came the second time a few minutes later he sprayed my chest with his seed. I pulled out a bit to allow him a taste of my cum. Then I wiped up the mess on my body and let him lick his own juices from my fingers.

The first few rounds were brutal until we opened them up to accommodate us without too much pain. It turned out they were butt virgins. They had not even considered themselves gay because they were never on the receiving end — before now. There wasn't too much bleeding considering what we put them through.

We all got off several more times, but I don't really enjoy inflicting pain even though they had it coming. I much more enjoyed the end of the morning when we showed them heights of pleasure that matched the depths of their earlier pain.

About noon, Little Dragon got off for the fourth or fifth time and pulled out of the brother he had been fucking for the past two hours since he had knocked him down in the initial fight. When his dick slipped out with an audible pop, his partner reached down to feel his abused ass.

"Feels empty now, doesn't it? I'll help you out," Little Dragon continued looking down at the cum coated Hawaiian brother that he had decided would be his personal toy. He pushed four fingers into the boy's ass, spread his fingers and slipped in his thumb. With a shove he inserted his whole hand up to his wrist. "That feel better?"

"Well guys, I'm going outside to get an all over tan on our private beach," Little Dragon continued. "You're coming with me," he said lifting his man off the floor using his embedded hand. He pushed him overhead in a one hand military press. As he did, more of his arm disappeared inside the over-stretched ass hole. By the time the slide stopped with him sitting on Little Dragon's eighteen-inch biceps/triceps, he had passed out. Little Dragon marched outside carrying him aloft like an Olympic torch.

Little Dragon made Andy and Paul realize that their guests were not fully satisfied. They had come to Hawaii to do more than fuck Hawaiians. And, though they certainly seemed to enjoy that, they might want some other activities. As the boys disentangled from their last encounters, Andy spoke up, "I'd like to introduce my brothers, Matthew, Mark, Luke and John, who went with Little Dragon. Mom ran out of gospels by the time she had us," he added. "I know you're interested in other activities. Paul and I promised to help you learn to surf. Mark can teach scuba. Matthew has a bike and will take anyone to see the sights and Luke, here, will clean the cum off the floor and get dinner ready."

I decided to try surfing, if only to stay with Andy and Paul. Eddie and Joey wanted to try scuba with Mark and Tony would take the tour.

We saw Tony and Matthew off. Paul brought out some Hawaiian garments that they would wrap around their waist like a towel, but these were made of colorful cloth. It was long enough to cover even Tony's twelve incher, until he straddled the bike. Tony didn't care. He plugged himself into Matthew, who started the bike, sat down and roared off. I hoped he doesn't lose control when he comes.

We saw Little Dragon, whose body had been completely oiled with tanning lotion, laying on top of John in a sixty nine. He was serious about an all over tan because he had John spreading his ass cheeks so the sun's rays could reach all the way down to his hole. John would change hand positions every few minutes so he wouldn't leave a shadow. When John was thirsty he would plunge in a finger to stroke the prostate and be rewarded with a nice mouthful of boy juice.

The scuba required Eddie and Joey to hit the books before they could safely go in the water. But, they took a break between sections with Mark's ass and mouth as their reward for passing.

Andy and Paul showed me surfing. We started on the beach. The basics were about balance and learning to read the waves. The kung fu lessons Eddie had been giving me really helped with my stance and balance, so, when we hit the water, I was able to get up with only a few wipe outs. Of course, when I tried the fancy moves that Andy and Paul could do, I'd mostly fall, but I still had a ball. Near sunset, we took a final ride into the beach.

Luke ran up and gave his brothers some protection, then they laid me down, Andy in front and Paul behind and double fucked me. It was easier this time taking them both together. I really enjoyed the two sixteen inch snakes penetrating me, one sliding in while the other slid out or both going in the same direction like one double wide monster. I came several times, my cum lost in the waves that lapped our bodies.

After showering on the beach, we were walking to the house when Matthew and Tony rode up with big smiles. The front of Matthew's wrap and the seat and gas tank of his bike were wet. When Tony pulled out, he must of had several ounces in the tip of his condom.

Luke had prepared a tasty meal and, afterwards, the boys performed a hula. It wasn't the female hula with gentle swaying movements, but more like an Indian war dance. Each man wore a skirt made of tropical leaves, a bracelet around one ankle and carried a spear. The movements were powerful and suggestively sexual. When they finished the number of spears had tripled and we found out that the skirts offered no protection from a determined thrust.

I awoke in bed with Andy, who had aroused me as he began a morning fuck. I love any dick in my ass, but particularly big Asian ones. After a few minutes of powerful stroking, I felt Andy throb deep within me and I unleashed my own load that sprayed all over Luke, who was asleep on the floor by the bed, waking him.

I went to get up, but Andy held me to him. He wanted a second round. I told him I needed to piss, but he was still hard even after his first load of the day. I offered to come right back, but Andy wanted me to stay and had Luke pop my dick in his mouth. While Andy held Luke's head against my groin, I emptied my bladder as he swallowed furiously. It was weird. No sooner had my flow stopped than Andy started stroking my ass. Luke stayed on my shaft and a few minutes later I gave him a cum chaser.

That day Little Dragon continued to work on that all over tan with John as his living lounge chair. Tony and Matthew were off on another bike ride. Eddie and Joey continued scuba with Mark, this time getting to go in the water in a cove with a quiet pool that reached twenty feet.

I wanted to do more surfing but the waves today were twelve feet and crashed the beach with a tremendous roar. I knew I couldn't handle those conditions. Paul had an idea. He tied me to Andy at the waist, wrist, elbow, ankle and knee, with that stiff dick up inside me. I was shorter than Andy so, when he walked, my feet didn't touch the ground and, he was so strong now, that my two hundred pounds was negligible.

Andy got a big board because of the extra weight and the big waves, and paddled out. Parts of the bay were protected from the waves, so we were able to get out without too much trouble. The first ride was wild. The powerful wave breaking beneath the board, the view down the steep hill of water, the speed and spray. I had my ass clamped down on Andy the whole ride, I'm surprised he was able to concentrate on maneuvering the board.

The best ride of the day occurred late in the afternoon. We caught a really big one, maybe fifteen feet. Andy and I were riding the face when it broke over us and we were racing inside a tube of water. The tube started to collapse behind us as Andy sped to stay ahead. I could feel the air blowing from behind as it was forced out the opening ahead of us. I came. My spurting white streams merged with the foam of the wave and disappeared. As we shot out the end amid the air driven spray, like sperm from a giant's cock, I felt Andy release inside my ass. He kicked over the crest and we fell flat on the board to finish our orgasm.

When we got to shore we were both still pumped from the ride. My nine inches was hard and sticking straight out in front of us and Andy felt like a fence post inside me. Paul saw his brother's condition and came over to help out. He slipped a condom on me and lay on his back. Since Andy and I were still tied together, he used me to fuck Paul, controlling the pace and motion in the way he knew Paul liked. I was in the middle, without any control over my movements, just like I were a part of Andy's powerful body. The feeling of being a puppet under someone else's control and the intense stimulation, front and back, brought me to a couple of gushing climaxes before the boys shot their own wads. Paul spurted so profusely, that he covered my whole torso with his seed. We stayed coupled the whole night. By the time I awoke in the morning, I no longer tried to move independently. Today was Friday and Andy's parents would be back by evening, so we would go back to the condo. But first, Eddie and Joey were going to finish their scuba with Mark. They invited us to watch.

They did a couple short dives to practice. Then they got ready for graduation. They stripped and Eddie and Joey donned condoms. Mark just wore his mask, fins and a couple pounds of weight on a belt. Eddie and Joey put on tanks and they swam out to where there was a sandy patch of bottom at a depth of about twenty feet. We paddled out on surfboards with masks so we could watch.

Mark used Eddie's second mouthpiece, so they could both breathe off his tank. Then they descended to the bottom. Joey followed. Dozens of colorful reef fish ignored these visitors to their realm. Mark lay on his back in the sand and held his legs to his chest to offer his ass. Eddie knelt over him and tried to push in, but, because they were almost weightless in the water, he had to grab Mark's hips and pull him on to his dick. In slow motion Eddie's fourteen and a half inches disappeared inside. Pushing and pulling, he stroked Mark along the shaft. Before too long the quantity of bubbles increased as their breathing got heavier and Eddie picked up speed. The inevitable was not long in coming. Eddie plunged into the limit and you could see him shake as he unloaded. Then Mark's milk squirted into the ocean. The fish swarmed around this new source of food so thickly that I lost sight of Mark. Each new spurt would cause a new frenzy in the cloud. Finally empty, Mark and Eddie shooed away their guests. Mark was rubbing the head of his dick where one had been a bit to eager to get at the food source.

Mark shifted air supplies to Joey's spare as Joey replaced Eddie in his ass. Joey floated behind Mark, reaching around to stroke his shaft while pulling him back onto his own stiff tool. Joey took his time to get Mark ready for a second round, building the pace slowly so they could cum together. When they climaxed, Eddie took a breath and removed his mouthpiece . He swallowed Mark's shaft, blowing bubbles around the seal of his lips as Mark fed him instead of the fish.

They surfaced and swam to shore where we all congratulated them. Then it was time for us to leave so they could get ready for their parents' return, but they invited us back tomorrow for a real Hawaiian luau.

We arrived back at about noon after cleaning the condo and packing, since we had an 11:00 PM redeye flight back to San Francisco that we'd catch right from the party after dropping off the car and taking a cab to the airport.

Andy introduced us to his parents. They talked about how much the twins had grown since going off to college. They also said their boys always used to fight, but now have moved beyond that. We, of course, thanked them for inviting us and said that their sons showed us the real spirit of aloha.

They had placed an entire pig in a pit covered by leaves that served as an oven. It would take several hours to cook thoroughly. There were plenty of other dishes in progress too. We wouldn't leave hungry.

We relaxed on the beach and had some volleyball matches with the brothers. Eddie and Joey went for a dive with Mark. By twos and threes, we slipped off into the bushes with the boys to say good-bye. Andy, Paul and I went off after the meal and they gave me a final memory of our visit. Then it was time to leave.

At the airport, Tony spotted a story in the paper about a big gang fight in Los Angeles that sent a dozen people to the hospital. They were not cooperating with the authorities and the article speculated that it was a territorial dispute with a rival gang.

On the plane Tony, Joey and Little Dragon had the row behind us. In the row in front I had the widow and Eddie the aisle. A young Chinese man claimed the center seat. It turned out he really was from China. Eddie talked to him in Chinese, but he wanted to practice his English.

He had recently graduated from a university in Beijing, but was just Eddie's age. He was going to start an MBA program at Stanford in the fall. Until then he would improve his English while working in the export import section of the consulate in San Francisco. He was really cute.

After a quick snack service, the plane was darkened to let passengers sleep on the overnight flight. As most people did we spread blankets over us. I could tell Tony and Little Dragon were saying good-bye to Joey. We went to work on our Chinese student. He didn't object when we touched his legs, so we grew bolder. Before long I had his hand on my crotch feeling my hardening tool.

"You're sooo big," he whispered touching my nine-inch number. Then he felt Eddie's and you could see his eyes widen. "That can't be possible," he exclaimed. "No one could take such a thing, the pain would be incredible." But, he didn't let go.

He gave us a nice hand job and we reciprocated. Eddie invited him to come to the Long Dong Kung Fu club next Saturday. I thought he'd be real hot once we got him to try Eddie's growth formula. As the plane sped toward its destination, I reflected on a great vacation and looked forward to future adventures.

Part 8

"What are you doing this summer?" Eddie Lee asked.

"Huh," I mumbled. I wasn't expecting the question. Eddie had his fourteen and a half inch man-cock up my butt. He and I just finished our second orgasm since waking up about 30 minutes ago. The last few drops were still seeping out my piss slit and I could sense his now soft pulses that were still pumping cum deep inside me, faint echoes of the powerful throbbing that clouded my mind a minute ago. It just takes me a few minutes to recover after a good fucking before I can move or talk normally.

I shook my head trying to recover. The room was spinning and my vision was cloudy. My mouth was slack as I breathed deeply.

"Bill. Bill?" I heard Eddie call.

Suddenly a jet of liquid spraying my face shocked me back to reality. In rapid succession several more spurts drenched Eddie and I. It was Earl Greene, my black stud roommate in the opposite bed, emptying his huge balls through the twenty-inch cannon he carries between his legs after his lover, Dan Wong, plowed his ass. Dan may be smaller than Earl now that Earl has had the growth formula too, but he can turn that mountain of muscle into jelly with a few well-placed strokes of his 13.5 inch joy stick.

"Hey, you were supposed to use a condom to contain the flood guys." Eddie shouted, clearly angry.

He held me to his powerful chest with one bulging arm as he carried us over to the other bed and jumped onto the lovers still caught up in their mutual orgasm. Eddie pounded their biceps with his fists. Strong as he was he couldn't do any real damage to the dense muscles of these massive studs, but it must have stung. After a few free blows Dan and Earl recovered their wits enough to tie up Eddies arms and start to wrestle him. There was little I could do trapped between these much bigger men. Eddie was still plugged up my gut and I was sliding over Earl's torso slicked by his cum that coated my body. My nine-inch cock was slipping wetly along his much longer one.

Earl and Dan were starting to overpower Eddie. We rolled off the bed onto the floor. Fortunately Dan was on the bottom of the pile and could stand the impact of half a ton of muscle on top of him. I would have been crushed. As it was, I had the wind knocked out of me as Eddie pounded my body into Earl's granite-like frame.

I was dazed as the other boys writhed seeking an advantage. Eddie's stiff shaft moved in and out of my ass as he sought to keep our weight pinning the other guys. As they tried to toss us off, my body ground along Earl's mountainous muscles. Then Dan arched his back, almost throwing us off. He grunted and I knew he was unloading inside Earl. His cock pulsing deep inside brought Earl to another explosion. His cock spewed its massive load everywhere and I felt it beating on my body like an out of control fire hose. That was enough to bring me off again and I felt Eddie letting go within me as well.

After sexual ecstasy took over nobody had any interest in the struggle. Eddie

rolled off to his back carrying me over on top of him. The four of us lay side- by-side finishing our orgasms. Earl's super cock sprayed our already soaked bodies for half a minute before he finally emptied his balls for the moment.

I lay on Eddie, panting to regain my breath and licking up some of the salty fluid that coated my face. Eddie rolled me to the side as I felt him finish pulsing and slowly withdraw the thick intrusion in my bowels. After I felt his cock head pop through my ass ring there were a few inches of cum inflated condom that pulled out with it. Eddie stood up and removed the latex swollen with five or six of his massive loads, twisting the end to trap the milky fluid. He threw the obscene water balloon at the still sprawled forms of Earl and Don. It burst on contact soaking them as much or more than we already were.

Don pulled out of Earl and tried to pay Eddie back with cum stored in his condom. It wasn't quite enough for a balloon, so he gripped the end in his fist and squeezed the reservoir to force out a stream he aimed at Eddie. Newly soaked Eddie charged Don, but Earl grabbed both guys and held them to his body.

"Guys, guys, it was an accident," he stated. "My rubber was full after my first morning load and I took it off. Don didn't know when he started a second round and, you know, I wasn't thinking too straight after he gets going in me. Let's forget about it and get cleaned up. We're a mess."

He hugged the two Chinese studs. I joined them in the mutual embrace as cum dripped from our bodies.

We broke our huddle and prepared for a much needed morning shower. Don passed out towels so we could dry up most of the sticky sex juice. I don't like to see cum wasted, so I held Eddie's towel and cleaned him in a more personal way. Most of the goo was Earl's salty seed, but there was some of the sweeter nectar that Don sprayed and even a few gobs of Eddie's own tangy stuff that must have splashed from the bursting condom he threw. I suppose I'm a bit of an expert. I can identify most of the guys in the fraternity by taste; each is a bit different.

After I finished licking Eddie clean I didn't bother with myself. We headed down the hall to the shower room. Most of the guys were up now, preparing for the start of the school day. We got a lot of congratulations and smiles from the brothers, several of whom showed the residue of their own action, though nowhere near as messed as we.

I saw Tony Thieu at one of the sinks. He had one of the freshmen, William Reyes, a Philippine-American stud, on the counter. Bill's legs were on Tony's shoulders and he was getting the full benefit of Vietnamese guy's twelve-inch butt-reamer. Meanwhile Bill had an arm around Tony's thick neck and was giving him his weekly shave. Fortunately he was using an electric shaver because he didn't seem able to concentrate much on his task. A blade would have been a real danger.

Bill had been in my pledge class this year. He didn't look like much when I first met him, about five foot and not even 100 lbs. with less than four inches between his skinny legs. However when he had a drink of Eddie's muscle growth formula there was quite a transformation. He is now five foot six inches, but packs 220 lbs. of muscle on that frame. Add a fifty-six inch chest, twenty-inch arms, a twenty-six inch rock-solid waist supported by thirty-two inch thighs with and eleven and a half inch horse-cock and smooth, tanned skin and you have quite a package.

Of course, except for me, he is still the smallest guy in the fraternity, so he is mostly a toy for the bigger upper classmen. The guys call him Big Bill as a joke. I'm Little Bill.

Yet he's a real tiger out in the general campus community. He has a thing for jocks, the taller and more muscular the better. With his enhanced strength he has no trouble controlling even the biggest guy. Going between classes he always has two or three of the school's top athletes walking with him.

Tony waved to me as I entered the washroom. I envied Bill who was getting the benefit of Tony's fucking skill. I think he is the most talented in our group, but I still like Eddie's long snake a bit more.

I passed into the shower with my roommates. Eddie started washing me with his strong hands. "So what are you doing this summer?" Eddie asked again.

I had forgotten about his question. "I don't know. Maybe I'll head home and get a summer job. I haven't thought about it much."

"I have a research grant for the summer and I can hire a lab assistant. Are you interested?"

"Sure. You bet." I was excited at the prospect of spending the summer with my lover while earning some money. "What are you doing?"

"I'm going to try and perfect my muscle growth formula as a supplement for bodybuilders. Part of the work will become my senior honors paper. A big company is funding it for $250,000. After I gave their president a sample they were almost pushing the money at me and I only owe them the chance to match my best offer to get production rights."

"But your stuff already works better than anything I've heard of. What do you need to do?"

"Yeah, it works, but you only need one dose. In addition it works best on Blacks and Asians and not so much on Caucasians. What I'd like is to tune it to work equally with all races and to make the effects temporary so users need to take it every day. Then I'd really have something to sell."

"You'll be a millionaire," I said in admiration of his plan.

"Ha, ha, ha. If guys can get muscles and a cock like me by taking a supplement," he said hefting his heavy member, "I'll be a billionaire."

"So what do you want me to do?" I asked. "Besides taking care of this," I added while soaping up his long fuck pole, paying particular care to clean under the hood before he hardened too much to allow access.

"I'll show you how to help out in the molecular analysis, but you'll also be my test subject. If I can get it to increase your size while you are taking the supplement and go back to normal after, I'll know I'm on the right track. But don't worry, we'll have plenty of time for play."

"That's sounds great, but we better play a bit now. I can't let you go to your first period molecular biology class with this hardon. You'll distract all the students."

I bent down to nurse the head, then easing down until I had all fourteen and a half inches. I could feel the beat of his pulse in the shaft that snaked down my throat. His flaring head pulsed like a second heart where it rested in my chest near my own heart. I brought him off quickly. I knew all his sensitive spots by now. As I felt cum start to force its way to eruption I backed off to enable me to taste his load. He flooded my mouth and I swallowed furiously to keep up.

As we left the shower I was licking my lips to catch the part of Eddie's load that inevitably leaks from my mouth. We met Tony and Big Bill on the way in. Tony was rolling on a fresh condom while Bill was sucking out the load Tony had pumped in his ass from the old one.

Part 9

Finals are finally over. I got all A's and B's for a solid B+ average that I thought was pretty good for me. It is about average for our fraternity, but Eddie thinks I can do better. It is almost totally an Asian fraternity except for Earl Greene and I. While they may be muscle studs they work and study as hard as they fuck.

Earl pulled an A- average. You wouldn't think there was such a good brain to go with all his muscle, but he earned his way in here; Berkeley eliminated affirmative action a couple years ago. He headed back to LA last night. He'll work in a youth gang outreach project for the summer. The gang Don and he took on for harassing Earl's kid brother over spring break learned their lesson. Earl practically fucked their leader to death, he had to have a foot of his bowel removed, but he got their attention and respect.

Don is back with Intel for the summer. He said he'll be working with the group trying to fix the disappointing speed of the next generation Itanium chip. We'll see him at the Long Dong Kung Fu Club on weekends. He's the fraternity vice- president for his senior year.

Tony Thieu and Bill Reyes are among the few taking summer courses, so they'll be staying at the frat house this summer. Tony is the pledge master for next year when my brother Joey will be pledging. Tony told me that Joey will have my old duties as fraternity fuck toy. I suppose that next year the Foster brothers will have to share the Asian cocks. Fortunately there is plenty to go around.

Eddie was straight A's, of course, even though he was taking several graduate level biochemistry courses. He'll be fraternity president for his senior year. Just now he was taking me to his laboratory to get started on his research project. It was in the Life Sciences Building Addition, a good location. The library was just to the east and the gym and aquatics center just south. Even the student union wasn't much further.

The building was pretty quiet. The summer session didn't start until next week so there were only a few people around. The lab was about 20 by 30 feet and filled with equipment. Except for two computers, the latest Macintosh G4's, I didn't recognize any of it. Eddie sat us down at a worktable in the center of the room that was piled high with notebooks, texts and computer printouts. He explained the program.

"My advisor gave me use of this lab for the summer for my senior honors paper. My subject is the variation in human growth hormone that we call HGH for short. I've actually already done the research in the spring, but have to write it up. It was pretty easy. The gene has been identified and the Human Genome Project has an on-line database that can be accessed. There are several genetic variations listed and once you have the DNA, getting to RNA and protein is straightforward. I think that this variation may be part of what causes my formula to work differently on different races.

"When I worked at a biotech company in Silicon Valley last summer I took the opportunity to analyze the ingredients individually and in mixture. These printouts have the results. Some, as you can see, changed in the mixture. Those are my prime candidates for the key active elements. Another group is known to be biologically inert and I've crossed those off. What I'd like you to get started on is to take these other ingredients and search some of the biochemistry journals available on-line to see if there is any existing research on their effects. If you see anything, call me over and I'll evaluate it. Can you handle that?"

"Yes, I think so. I might not know much about this stuff, but I've done plenty of web-based research."

"Great. Meanwhile I'm going to investigate the activity of the new compounds in the mixed formula."

And so we got to work. Eddie was really dedicated in the lab. He wouldn't fool around during the day. Even in the evening he was often evaluating 3-D models of various compounds that were suggested by the computer runs he did during the day. Of course, that made him extra horny when we finally got it on. I wasn't so dedicated. I was always ready to accommodate one of the other brothers.

It was only a few days after I started that I came across my first hit in the journals. I called Eddie over and showed him.

"This compound was indicated as being similar to one that is believed to regulate sperm production," I told him pointing out the statement in the abstract. "Here it is in the report. It's not an exact match but close."

"Yes, you're right. It's one of the components in the ginseng root, I see. A little alteration, here," he mused, pointing at the structure diagramed in the paper, "would make it much closer to an exact replica.

"How many more compounds do you have to research? I'm just about done my review of the other components. I'd like to make a potion with just what I think are the active ingredients and none of the others and see how that works."

"I think I'll be through the list in a couple days at the most."

"That's perfect. I'll make a batch up by Friday, but we'll need someone to test it on."

"I thought I was going to be the tester."

"You will for the final supplement, but for this run we'll need someone who hasn't had the formula to see if the response is still there when we eliminate the other ingredients. Preferably he should be black or Asian."

"How about the Chinese student we met on the plane back from Hawaii?" I offered. "Do you have his local number? We can invite him to the kung fu club this Saturday."

That night Eddie seemed particularly distracted, so I went down to the basement weight room to see Tony Thieu and "Big Bill" Reyes. Tony asked me if I wanted to have some fun and help their workout. Naturally I agreed. Tony had me stand on a chair and strapped my arms to the chinning bar. With me secured to the bar he removed the chair and tied my legs to the vertical supports so I was spread wide. I didn't know what they had in mind, but I trusted Tony.

I saw that Bill had stripped and tie a 200-lb. barbell plate to a belt around his waist. It hung between his thick legs. He had stoked his 11.5-inch cock to full erection and rolled on some protection. I was getting the idea of what they had in mind when he got on the bar behind me. It sagged just a bit from the extra weight. It was built extra strong to take anything these guys might try.

I felt Bill pull his body up and soon his cock poked my ass. He adjusted his position a bit until the tip touched my ring. Then he started his first pull-up, sliding his long pole smoothly up my gut. Slowly he let himself back down, easing almost all the way out of me. I was positioned so that, if he let his arms relax, he would slip out. Yet his groin would hit my ass before he could get all the way over the bar on the up stroke. So his body was under constant tension during this exercise fuck. He managed to keep it up for about 10 minutes before he came and allowed himself to relax.

Then it was Tony's turn. While he was getting ready, adding another 100-lbs. to the belt, Bill pealed off the rubber and allowed me to drink the load in the tip. I felt Tony mount the bar, pull right into position and then mount me. He didn't just go up and down, but angled his body so his thick twelve-incher would rub my most sensitive spots the whole way. He always knew how to excite me from the first day. Already warmed up from Bill, I spurted after just a few strokes.

Tony had lots of stamina left though. He kept up a steady pace for another twenty minutes. I was hard again and leaking a steady dribble of pre-cum on the mat. I felt Tony's dick swell even larger in my gut and knew he was close. He pulled up hard and started to throb within me. He grunted as he shot the first wad and tensed his muscles, pulling up on the bar. I was pushed above the bar just from riding his steely shaft until the bonds tying me to the bar prevented us both from moving higher. I came too as he held that position for a minute while he finished his orgasm. Done he finally exhaled as he relaxed and eased out of me.

Bill helped me off the bar. When I got to earth again I turned to face Tony who was rubbing his muscles that had a good pump from his workout. I smiled when I saw that he had also pumped up a golf ball sized globe of cum in the tip of his condom. He saw where I was looking and inverted the rubber, squeezing the tip shut as he removed it to hold the precious fluid. I was disappointed for a moment when he drank his own seed, but he stepped over to me for a big kiss, his tongue coating my mouth with his essence. When we broke the kiss, I said I'd be happy to help them train anytime. I thought I'd better check on Eddie, so I grabbed my shorts and, without putting them on, bounded up the stairs. Eddie wasn't on the main floor, so I checked our room. He was undressed for bed, but sitting in a chair lost in thought.

"What's the matter?" I inquired.

"This is the modified ginseng that was indicated by your research," he said indicating a small cup on the nearby table. "It should be completely safe, but I was still considering whether to try it."

"I'll try it. It was my research."

"No, I need you as you are to try the final supplement formula. This is just one of many steps we'll take over the summer." That seemed to decide the issue for him because he took the cup and downed its contents. There was no obvious effect.

"What do you expect to happen?"

"I'm not sure. Heightened sex drive I think."

"This I've got to see. You're already off the charts. Maybe we should get to bed?"

I opened a condom. He was already hard when I started to roll it on. I left plenty of room in the tip, just in case, then got onto our bed. He put me on my back, my favorite position, for our goodnight fuck.

Eddie didn't waste any time making himself at home. He wasn't any bigger than he was before, but, as he filled me up, he felt harder, like my intestines were rearranging themselves more and his cock bending less. I was glad the other guys had gotten me nice and loose.

Eddie started with long slow strokes like he normally uses to warm me up. Ha ha. It doesn't take much to get me going, almost any nice thick cock will do, but Eddie and I have been lovers and bedmates all year and we have an almost instant rapport. I let my mind drift with the bliss of his stimulation of my insides.

I came out of my reverie as he started to be more forceful than normal. He wasn't hurting me, but it was a change from our normal routine. He had bent me almost double as he leaned over me with my ankles resting between his thick neck and bulging shoulders. Meanwhile he was undulating his body to piston his thick cock in foot long pile driver strokes. His eyes were closed and sweat was dripping off his body onto me.

"Ugh," I grunted as he pounded into my butt particularly hard. "Eddie? Ugh. Are you, ugh, Ok? Eddie? Ugh. Eddie?"

He didn't respond and seemed lost in his own feelings. A few more strokes and I felt my own explosion building. I came for half a minute, shooting ropes of juice onto Eddie's chest and abs where they dripped back on me. He didn't notice and kept his furious pace. The fire he lit in my gut kept me from going soft.

He pounded me even harder. "Ugh, ugh, ugh, ugh," I'd grunt as he impaled me again and again on his flesh fence post. The room seemed to start to spin. I gripped Eddie's nearly thirty-inch arms to try and steady my perceptions. I stared at him. His face was right above mine, but I couldn't quite focus my eyes.

He slammed into me one last time and held himself buried to the hilt. I felt his massive dong snap up in my belly, actually lifting my back off the bed. I felt a huge surge through his deeply embedded hose, followed by another, another and another. Inside it felt like he was growing, taking more and more inches of my gut for his own. Then the feeling vanished, replaced by a boiling flood that coursed through my gut, pushing further with each new blast from Eddie's cock.

After a timeless interval I realized it had stopped, My back eased down on the bed as he softened. Eddie rested on top of me as I shifted my legs to surround his thin waist. His muscular weight pressed me into our mattress. I realized I had cum again sometime in the ultimate passion without even noticing.

"Eddie, Eddie," I whispered, rubbing his back softly.

"Bill? Are you OK?" He asked while pushing up on his elbows and taking his weight off me.

"Yes, I think so, but I believe the condom burst. You just shot too much."

"Bill? I'm not doing anything, but I think I'm going to cum again. Ohhh. Here it comes"

My body shook, up and down, side to side, as he went wild inside me. In fifteen seconds it eased off. I was almost bloated with his load.

"Before you pull out you better carry me to the toilet. I think you've given me a cum enema."

"Maybe I'm having too much fun to pull out," he joked. "Another good load and it will come out your nose." But that was no joke. I thought that was just plain fact.

But he held me against his chest and carried me down to the washroom. We met Tony and Big Bill coming up from their workout. They offered a greeting. The sight of Eddie and I coupled was nothing unusual around the fraternity. As they continued down the hall I could see that the workout included Bill's ass.

When I was over the bowl Eddie eased out of me as I steadied myself by holding his shoulders. When he popped the head out it snapped wetly up against his body as drops of cum and ass juice flew out all along its length.

While it dripped off Eddie's cock, it poured out of me. I could feel my guts deflate as they emptied a good quart of cum into the toilet. I sighed in relief.

"Wow! Was that the new formula that caused that?" I exclaimed.

"I think so. Maybe that's one change we better not make. We can't have guys bursting condoms every time they have sex. It's not safe."

"Will it ease off in a few days?"

"No I don't think so, but maybe the amount will be a bit less if I empty my balls every few hours. I still think it is going to be a lot relative to what I did before and that was quite a lot.

"So now's the time to ask you something I've been meaning to bring up. Bill, we've been bedmates for the whole school year and I really like you a lot," he stammered a bit unsure of his words.

"I know, Eddie, I like you too. You're the best."

"Well, I'd like for you to be my steady boyfriend."

"Yes, Eddie, nothing could make me happier. And we can make love bare?" He nodded and I hugged him.

Part 10

I was waiting for our Chinese guest and, hopefully, test subject, in front of the McDonalds at the corner of Powell and Grant at the entrance to San Francisco's Chinatown. His name was Ming Li in American terms or Li Ming in China where the family name comes first. We had met him on the plane back from our spring break trip to Hawaii and invited him to the club. Unfortunately he said he was too busy getting settled in America to make that date and, with finals coming up, we hadn't gotten around to calling him up sooner. We were happy he accepted our invitation for today. He knew we were gay, but I don't think he has any idea what he's in for today.

I saw him alight from the cable car a few minutes before noon. I waved him over.

"Hi Ming. I'm Bill Foster. Do you remember me from the plane?"

"Yes. You and your friend Eddie. Hard to forget. Very hard." I could see him glance at my crotch where the outline of my nine-incher could be seen under my Levi's.

"Ha. I see you do remember. I'm here to take you to the clubhouse. It's tucked in a back alley, but we start this way," I indicated pointing down Grant Street. He started walking beside me.

"Do Americans think China is like this?" His arm swept to encompass the gaudy storefront and restaurants along Chinatown's main street.

"I don't think so. It is supposed to look exotic and foreign for tourists. Sort of a dream China, but it can't be real."

We walked a few blocks before I turned us into a side street. A couple more turns and short blocks and we were in the alley by the black painted window with its dragon logo and Chinese lettering. I opened the door and ushered our guest in to the empty training area.

The guys are doing a lion dance for the opening of a new restaurant. They should be back any minute. This is the training area. Feel free to look around. Can I get you something to drink?"

Just as I finished the door opened and Little Dragon, Eddie's younger brother, marched in carrying the ball on a pole used in the dance. Eddie was right behind in costume and carrying the large lion head mask in one hand and a red envelope with their pay for the performance in the other. Don Wong and the rest of the guys in their black silk uniforms embroidered with their logo followed.

Eddie and Ming spoke a few minutes in Chinese. It looked like he introduced his brother and Don before they switched back to English. Meanwhile the rest of the guys were getting out of their uniforms. I saw Ming's eyes go wide as all those muscular bodies were revealed.

"We always have a little party after a job and you're the guest of honor," explained Eddie. "And you're way overdressed for it," he added pulling off his top to display his 68" chest.

"Here let me help you," offered Little Dragon stepping behind Ming and pulling his shirt from his slacks.

Little Dragon was already naked. He had grown another inch since spring break, up to five foot seven. He packed 240 lbs. on that frame, with twenty-two inch arms and a fifty-five inch chest. He turns seventeen this August and his frequent boast to get bigger than his big brother is starting to look at least possible. He added half an inch to his cock too and is only three inches short of Eddie.

As I got out of my clothes I examined our new friend as Little Dragon unveiled his body. Ming was about five foot one or two and about 110 lbs. His skin was a smooth, unblemished golden brown all over. His muscles were small, but defined from athletic activity. He said he played soccer.

When Little Dragon pulled down his pants a thin 4.5 inch dick sprang up, pointing to the ceiling. He had a nice round butt too with dimples in the side formed by the shape of the muscles. Little Dragon rubbed it possessively then reached around Ming's body to hold him in a tight muscular embrace, his thick fuck pole sliding through the thin legs, pressing against the bottom of Ming's drawn up ball sack and sticking out several inches in front.

"I have dibs on this," he announced.

"Have you ever had sex with guys before?" Eddie asked seeing the confusion on Ming's face.

"Yes, with my university friends, but only with the hands or playing the flute, sucking in American. Everyone is so big Are you going to fuck?" He asked reaching out both hands to encompass the thick girth of Eddie's member.

"No, Eddie only fucks Bill now," interjected Little Dragon. "They are a couple. They're practically married. Doesn't Bill make a good wife for my older brother? He's so petite."

"Well, why don't you suck on me a bit," offered Eddie. "It will distract you while my little brother prepares you for your first fuck. Then we'll see if our other members can loosen you up enough to take Don. If it gets to be too much for you, just yell and we'll stop. You're our guest and we want you to have fun and I bet you will."

Ming looked at Eddie as if considering his situation. Then without a word bent over and licked the plum-shaped head of Eddie's cock while squeezing the shaft in both hands about half way along its length. He opened his mouth and pushed down on the crown, but only got about half of it in. He then tried to stretch to the max. Eddie gave a bit of a push to the back of his head and they got the flaring rim to slip in. Ming's cheeks bulged as he sucked on it and ran his tongue around the surface.

Little Dragon wasn't wasting time. He was on his knees behind Ming. Both hands spread Ming's butt apart revealing his pink rosebud. It was twitching a bit. Little Dragon dove in to lick it to get it nice and wet with his saliva. He teased the ring with the tip of his tongue until he felt Ming relax, then pushed about half an inch inside. You could see Ming's body tense a bit with the penetration then relax after a few seconds. He wiggled it around in there then withdrew. This was repeated until Ming grew accustom to the invasion of his ass, building up slowly until he had a couple of inches into the opening.

The other guys had gathered around to watch the show. Most had paired up, the one in front getting a standing fuck and hand job from the guy behind. Ming was getting into his sucking and had worked a couple inches of the shaft into his mouth. I saw Eddie's hose shudder a little and Ming swallowed. Ming backed off the cock and looked up.

"Did you cum? Do you want me to continue?"

"Ha, that was only a bit of pre-cum," laughed Eddie. "You'll know when I cum. Just be ready to swallow quickly."

Ming went back to work. Little Dragon had stood up again and was putting some lube on his fingers. With one hand on Ming's back, he rubbed the butt with the other, then drawing his hand up the crack eased in one finger up to the knuckle. He rotated it around until he felt Ming's prostate. Ming tried to stand when he hit the right spot, but Little Dragon's hand on his back held him in position. He pulled out and got some extra lube then pushed in two fingers. After lubing the entrance he concentrated on massaging the sensitive spot through the walls of the gut. After a few seconds Ming was moaning around the plug Eddie had in his mouth.

As he grew accustom to the two fingers, Little Dragon pushed in a third and continued to loosen up his toy for the main event. I could see that Ming was dripping his own pre-cum onto the floor. I figured I'd get into the act and slid under Ming's torso. I grabbed his upper thighs and took him to the root in my mouth. I had my head right between his legs, his balls on my nose and a great view up his crack of the fingers working his hole.

He was starting to wiggle around a lot as he was being over stimulated at three different points. Little Dragon spread his fingers apart to stretch his hole. The muscles in Ming's legs where I was holding him tightened when he did this. This was repeated until he got used to it. Then Little Dragon got ready. He put on a condom and got it coated with extra lubricant and added a dab to the entrance too.

He reinserted the three fingers and used them to spread the opening again. He positioned the tip of his long, thick tool at the gaping hole beneath the fingers. With a smooth move he removed the digits and replaced them with the fleshy head before the sphincter could snap shut. It was close, but he got the mushroom head inside the ring before it tightened on the firm pole. I heard him groan.

Eddie thought this was the time to give Ming something to occupy his attention, so he put his hands on Ming's head and pushed more of himself through the straining lips until he touched the entrance to his throat. At the same time Little Dragon held Ming by the hips and shoved in a couple more inches. The dick in my mouth leaped a bit as it reacted to the stimulation, as cock rubbed prostate. I decided to help out a bit more and sucked both his balls into my mouth with his cock. I could lick his whole package now.

Little Dragon started to stroke Ming's hole with the first four or five inches of his long spear. I could feel Ming react to the assault. He was leaking steadily into my mouth as his cock twitched at every inward stroke and his balls got hard and pulled up tight to the shaft. Then his muscles went stiff and he spurted several streams of hot spunk into my mouth. When he stopped shooting his body went limp. He would have collapsed if we were not holding him by his head, hips and legs.

Little Dragon must have felt him relax after his orgasm because he pushed in another five inches. Eddie also took advantage to slide into his throat. Ming's hands were just resting on the shaft instead of holding it, so they moved down to the base as Eddie popped almost ten inches into the exhausted boy. We held still, rubbing his body until he recovered.

I felt his cock start to stiffen and the muscles of his thighs regain some tone. Eddie must have noticed the change too.

"Are you OK?" He asked. "Just nod your head yes or no around my cock" I felt his body move a bit. "Good. If you thought that was something wait till we really get started."

Little Dragon started stroking Ming's hole again, eight or nine inch strokes now. He was trying to push deeper to get the last few inches into Ming's virgin butt. Eddie was giving Ming's throat a massage with short in and out movements that still kept him almost into Ming's chest. I could here Ming's muffled gasps as he breathed and moaned around the hard flesh that transfixed his upper body while his ass was skewered on Little Dragon.

Little Dragon started pounding really hard and fast to fit the last bit into his new conquest. It was working as I had a front row seat to see him bottom out, balls deep into the quivering butt. He had lifted Ming's legs off the floor to get his hole at the correct height for the deepest thrusts, so Ming was now suspended in the air between the two Chinese brother studs.

Without warning Ming released another few spurts into my mouth and went slack for a few seconds. The guys didn't stop this time, as, I could hear from their own exertions, they were getting close themselves. Ming revived quickly though. The guys were pounding him furiously now.

Little Dragon made a final slow push into the clutching hole and I could feel Ming's body shake as the big piece released its sexual energy in the depths of his body. Eddie was grunting too as he unloaded a huge flow of sperm direct to Ming's stomach. When the quantity dwindled to amounts he thought the inexperience boy could manage, he pulled out of his throat and let him drink down the rest. All the time Ming was feeding me his biggest load yet. As this was all happening we were being sprayed by several of the onlookers who were shooting off in sympathy with the hot scene they were watching.

Ming was really out of it now. When the brothers finished unloading up his now limp body, we lowered him gently to the floor mats. But there were still lots of horny studs waiting to try him out, so his ass was propped up by a cushion and the next guy pushed into his no longer cherry hole. Little Dragon felt concern for the man that he initiated into anal sex. He placed Ming's head in his lap and, as Ming sucked reflexively on the tip of his cock, he caressed his head and whispered words of encouragement in his ear.

Now that we had gotten things started I couldn't wait to get Eddie up my gut again. I sat him down where we could watch the festivities and settled down snug in his lap with his long tent pole pressing my intestines against my diaphragm. While we had a few rounds of our own most of the club had a go at Ming. He didn't seem to notice when one guy replaced another, but every few minutes his cock would dribble a few spurts of cum onto the mat. By the time Dan finished the round two hours later, it was quite a little pool.

Eddie thought this might be a good time for a break, so he told everyone to hit the showers. Little Dragon carried Ming to the shower. I eased off Eddie while trying to keep about a pint of his fresh seed within me. He deposits it so deep inside I can retain it as long as he's milked every few hours. If he doesn't unload for much longer, he just floods my guts completely and I lose most of it when he pulls out.

The shower was reviving Ming though Little Dragon was still supporting him a bit with a strong arm around his back. I could see he was looking around in wonder at the guys. A few were still finishing a last round with their partners under the spray.

"Did you have fun?" Eddie asked.

"Yes, I think I did," mumbled Ming while running a fingertip against his hole that was now quite red from the excess friction and stimulation. "I don't remember it all clearly, but I know I enjoyed it once you got me loose. How did you all get so huge? Most of you are much bigger than the bodybuilders I've seen in magazines."

"Well we have a secret method and, if you want, you can share it," Eddie answered.

"You would do that for me? What do I have to do?"

"I have an herbal potion for you to take. This one is going to be a bit experimental. It doesn't have anything that all of us haven't taken, but it may not be fully effective. I think it will be, but, if it doesn't work fully, we'll give you the normal formula. After you take the potion there will be plenty of food and muscle supplements to fuel your growth. You should double your body weight in a couple of hours and there will be other changes that I think you will like," he added hefting his thick dick. "When can we start?'

"You seemed to have regained your energy. Dry off. The guys will set up a meal and mix the supplements and I'll get your drink. We should be ready in a half hour."

A while later everyone was gathered around for the event. Eddie handed Ming a cup that he downed quickly. A minute later Ming said he was hungry and started to consume tremendous quantities of food and supplements. Everyone else started to dig into the food as well before Ming finished it all. We watched his body change.

"It seems to be working just fine," Eddie said to me. "That means we only need to concentrate our research on the compounds we've already identified. The rest are just inert filler as far as the body changing effects are concerned."

A couple hours later Ming said he was full. That's the signal that the change is over. He had gained about six inches in height to five foot seven and doubled his body weight to about 230, all of it muscle. In body form he looked like a double for Little Dragon, except maybe a tad smaller. He measured 21.5" for arms, 53" in the chest, 28" in the waist, 34" thighs and an 11" cock that was about three times thicker than before. He was bigger than I, as we expected, but smaller than the other guys. However, he started out as a small guy and the end result was about what we expected.

"That is great. I feel so strong!"

"Try to lift Little Dragon," I requested.

Ming held him around the waist and pressed him overhead easily. "He feels so light."

"Your muscles are about three times stronger than you expect from their size," Eddie explained. "I expect you could lift about 700 lbs."

Holding Little Dragon overhead Ming had another request. "I'd like to try something else. Can I fuck one of you?'

"I think you've already picked me for your first fuck," Little Dragon said from overhead. "That's fine with me. I was the first to have your ass, so mine can be the first ass you have. Somebody get him ready."

When he was prepared Ming lowered his sex partner to the tip of his erect cock.

"Push in slowly," Little Dragon directed. "Now pull out and change your angle a little. Now push it in again. Aaaah. Feel that spot? Try and rub that as much as you can on every stroke. That's it. Now go in all the way. Verrrry gooood. Just keep that up. Aaaah, yes. See, I can squeeze your shaft with my ass muscles. Do you like that? Now let me have it hard and deep."

Ming responded well to instruction. He was obviously enjoying his first ass, lifting Little Dragon rapidly up and down along his stiff boner. Little Dragon had split his legs wide to afford him really deep access. His own rigid member was swinging in a wide arc as he bounced on Ming's pole. Drops of pre-cum were flying off with each motion.

After a few minutes, Ming pushed Little Dragon down to the base of his shaft and held him there while he unloaded, making soft cries at each spurt. The throbbing inside brought Little Dragon off, shooting several strong streams of his seed onto the crowd of watchers.

After he finished unloading up Little Dragon, Ming seemed to lose his strength. He set him on the floor then held on to his waist as he lowered himself to the floor pulling himself from the tight confines of the ass he enjoyed.

"That was very good for your first time," Little Dragon said, complementing him. "It will get better with some practice. I have some things I can show you. Why don't you stay at our home tonight?"

"Thank you. You are very kind."

"Ok. You can keep your new pet," laughed Eddie. "We are lucky our parents don't mind guests."

"Do you have anything for me to wear?" Asked Ming. "My old clothes will not fit my new body."

"You can wear my clothes," offered Little Dragon. "We are the same size now and they will be too small for me in a few months anyway."

Part 11

"I've got it."

"What?" I asked drowsily, awakening from a night's rest.

Eddie leaned over my shoulder. "A way to get the formula right. I have to make some notes while it's fresh in my mind." Eddie put his arm around my chest. We

were sleeping coupled as usual with him tightly plugged up my gut. The residue of the goodnight fuck was still sloshing around inside me. He carried us over to the desk and sat us down in front of the printouts he was studying before bed last night.

After the test with Ming was successful, we had spent several weeks analyzing the active compounds. He showed me how to run protein structure simulations on the computer. He had several of my runs on the desk.

"See, here," he said pointing at a sheet. "The growth hormone receptor is slightly different for different races. The compound in our mixture fits best with African genes, but it is not perfect. If we add here a methyl group, that's a carbon atom with three hydrogen atoms attached, the fit is almost perfect. For Asians we need the methyl group here and, for Caucasians, we need it in both places. If we do a reaction some will go in one or the other or both places. We can keep all the varieties in the formula and the body will just naturally prefer the type with the best fit.

"It's the same here with this compound. It is a cofactor with the growth hormone. It enhances the binding of the growth hormone. This one is a metabolic enhancer. I think it is what causes our extra strength proportionate to our muscle size. It seems to bind to mitochondria. There is no racial differences I can see, but again the fit is not perfect. A little modification here would make it better.

"So with a few chemical changes I'll have a potion that will work for all races and be even more potent."

"Will that make the effects temporary?"

"No, this only makes it better and with equal effect to all genetic types. But, if we were to add a long chain sugar instead of a methyl group, the molecules

should be attacked by the cell's metabolic enzymes. Then our molecules will become food for cellular processes and be dislodged from the growth sites. Bone, once it grows, won't shrink, but muscle mass will drop and strength decrease unless new molecules are added by consuming our supplement. We'll keep the amount really low, by mixing it with normal proteins. That way you would have to drink gallons a day to get the same amount of the active ingredients as my current potion. Still, the normal user could see several inches growth and fifty to sixty pounds of added muscle."

"What's the next move?"

"Next I'm going to fuck your brains out." And he did.

Eddie was busy most of the day working in the lab preparing chemicals and purifying the products he produced. In late afternoon he had what he wanted. He called me from the computer simulation I was running. He had a 20-lb. tin of protein supplement and a glass of milk on the table.

"This is it," he announced triumphantly. "There are only a few grams of active ingredients blended into a normal supplement mix, but that should be plenty. Add four tablespoons to a glass of milk, stir, and drink," he continued, mixing the glass and handing it to me. "Two glasses a day, morning and evening, should produce dramatic results in a week or so. Then we'll see what happens when you stop taking it."

"It is safe?"

"Yes, almost certainly. It is based on what we have already taken to get our current bodies. The modifications I made shouldn't produce any toxic effects and the active material is highly diluted to slow down the action and, of course, boost sales of the final product. It's keyed to human physiology. We can't test on animals, so you're the test subject. You know I wouldn't give you anything harmful."

"Yes, I know." I drank it all. "I don't feel any different."

"That's what I expected. We should see measurable changes in two or three days. Now we try a second experiment." He pulled out a small beaker filled with a clear liquid. "This is the optimized growth formula without the changes to make the effects temporary. I'm going to try it. The impact will be immediate so I've mixed 30 gallons of supplement to fuel my transformation."

"How big will you get?"

"Well we know the old potion fit best for African genetics and you saw how big Earl grew. I estimate that this will be about 20% better and equally effective for all racial types. Since I've had growth already I think I'll add about 150- lbs. give or take twenty. The 30 gallons I've mixed should cover me to plus three standard deviations."

He drained the beaker.

"It's working. It feels like it did when I tried my original formula, but maybe more intense. Bring out new bottles of supplement as I work through these." He started drinking.

In five minutes he had already finished three of the gallon bottles and it was easy to see he was markedly bigger. I just kept placing new bottles on the table and removing the empties while he continued drinking.

"Damn! I should have undressed before I started this." He quickly slipped off the lab coat. Underneath his shirt had stretched as his chest and arms expanded. The top three buttons popped off, exposing his massive pecs. He undid the others, but his biceps were now so taut in the fabric of the sleeves he couldn't pull it off. Flexing the arms shredded the cloth and he tore away the remaining rags like so much tissue. Then it was back to drinking.

A few minutes and bottles later his jeans suffered a similar fate. When his cock sprang free I could see he was already equal to Earl's twenty inches and still growing. Eddie was now naked except for a ring of material from his jeans around his waist. The waist hadn't seemed to grow at all though the abdominal muscles were big, bulging and clearly defined. He was taller too. He used to be six four to my six foot, but now I only came up to his shoulder. He was still growing too.

An hour later he put down the bottle he had just emptied and announced that it was over. He had used 24 of the 30 bottles to add just over 200-lbs. more size and muscle. He towered over me at seven foot two. The top of my head didn't even reach his shoulders now. He weighed 540 lbs. I measured his expanded chest at 84 inches. The pectoral muscles were as big as pillows, but hard as stone. The shoulders were like basketballs. His arms measured 38 inches around. They were thicker than his waist that was still only 30 inches. It looked too small to support that tremendous upper body, but it was like a steel column. His thighs were 48 inches each, as thick as my chest.

Yet the focus of his body was his awesome sexual development. The fourteen and a half thick inches he used to have was nice, but now he had a twenty five inch pole of steel and a couple of orange-sized balls to supply it with quarts of cum. It was as thick as my forearm and crisscrossed with bulging veins. The mushroom-shaped head was bigger than my fist.

I ran my hand along its length. My fingers could not quite get halfway around its girth. I almost surrounded it with both hands and tried to pull it down to horizontal. It resisted my efforts. When I tried to force it beyond forty-five degrees I lifted myself off the floor. With seemingly no effort, Eddie raised his cock back to vertical, carrying me with it. I lost my grip when it was almost straight up and I slid down until I was sitting on the broad head. The tip of it pushed up the seat of my jeans with almost an inch of the fabric- covered head pushing into my ass ring, but the material held and it got no further.

I steadied myself by holding onto the boulders that were his shoulders. I was lifted about a foot above his head. We looked at each other.

"Do you want to try my new cock?" He asked. "I could push right through your jeans if I want."

"I know you could and I've never turned away from a cock all year, but your clothes were destroyed, so if you wreck mine I won't be able to go out to get you something to wear. Let me down and I'll be out of these in a minute."

He did and I was nude in 30 seconds, just tossing things every which way. I took part of the time I saved to grab a bottle of lube from the desk. As I smeared his manhood with the slick liquid, I asked him to take it easy and not kill me. What a way to die though.

I looked up at Eddie. He smiled. I nodded. I was ready. He put his hands on my hips and lifted me off the floor. At first he just brushed my torso along his mammoth sex tool. My own cock sprung up to its full nine inches. He slid it alongside his own monster endowment. It looked small, just over a third of his length and thickness, yet it would have gotten me envious stares in almost any locker-room in the country. I touched him. It felt hot. The heat seemed to radiate off it.

He lifted me higher, rubbing his cock head around the root of my shaft and my drawn up balls. The head was broader than my entire ball sack. The tip moved under my balls and pressed into my crack. It parted my muscular glutes like they were water. This drove home his irresistible power. He found my opening and set me lightly on the tip of his spear. My hole eased open to accept the first inch, just a small fraction of just the head. This time there was no fabric in the way.

As I rested on this perch he rotated my body left and right so my ass lips skated over the oiled skin. This stoked the fire as fresh waves of heat seemed to flow into my body. A momentary twitch propelled a bolt of his pre-cum into me with great force. I felt it splash deep in my colon.

Eddie bent his head and inhaled my entire cock in one unexpected motion. He sucked me strongly while running a long tongue over the surface. I was squirming in pleasure from his oral ministrations, but I couldn't ignore that every movement made me sink a little deeper on his cock head that was gradually forcing me open wider and wider.

A few minutes of this and I lost control, shooting a big load into Eddie's mouth. As my body shook in the pleasure of sexual frenzy, the flaring crown of his dick popped fully into my gut. He let me slide down a few more inches, pulling about half my spurting cock from his mouth as my body drifted lower.

As I regained my senses, I knew that we had passed the toughest part. My ass was so tight, tighter even than when I had both the huge Hawaiian dudes at the same time on spring break. I was stuffed and I liked it.

I looked at him. My mouth was at eye level now so I kissed him on the eye. He looked up at me and I down on him. I bent to kiss his lips, but was still a couple inches too high. He opened his mouth and speared through my lips with his long tongue; it had grown with the rest of his body. I sucked on it and tasted my own love juice. Then he lowered his hands a bit and I slid down his pole and his tongue until our lips were in contact.

I concentrated on kissing him, but I couldn't get my mind off the massive intrusion in my body. As we chewed on each other's lips our relative positions changed as he let my body drift lower. Periodically a spasm would shake me as he spewed another jet of natural lubricant into my bowels. Soon my head was craning upward to maintain our kiss.

A bit lower and we broke the kiss. I rested my head in the deep valley in the center of his broad chest and wrapped my legs around his narrow waist. Eddie moved his arms up and surrounded my chest, holding my body against his. My own stiff piece was sandwiched tightly between his abs and mine.

He was dominating my body just by his irresistible presence within me. I could hear the beat of his mighty heart where I rested on his chest and feel the beat as the blood pulsed in his engorged member. My heart matched its rhythm. We were joined in the most intimate way and beating as one. With no anticipation I shot my seed in another orgasm. The room started to spin and I closed my eyes.

My mind registered just one thing, the sensations flowing from deep inside my body. By fractions of inches, he was filling me up, claiming more of the space for his presence. My body adjusted, it had no choice. Nothing else mattered to me. I felt him in places no man had reached before. After some time it registered that he was not moving inward any more. The tip seemed to be trying to press into my chest.

He just held us together not trying to move within me. He didn't need to. My muscles were convulsing around his entire length. I felt him react with a muscle movement that shook my body from within. My body squeezed back and that caused a stronger reaction from him. This feedback continued out of control for a few cycles. Then he exploded. My guts flooded with hot lava.

My body shook uncontrollably. He was going wild inside me. I couldn't breathe. The heat flowed from the stake that impaled me and seemed to pour into my balls and race up my cock. Streams of boiling liquid struck my chin. It felt like I was being pulled down a whirlpool of pleasure. My head spun as it went on and on. My awareness seemed to retreat to a small part of my brain while the rest filled with messages from my body that I could no longer interpret.

From the far away place I was hiding I sensed that the bombardment was over. My mind timidly returned to fill my brain. He was still in me. I couldn't overlook that fact, but it was calm, solid, an anchor I could use to focus my attention. I opened my eyes. He was looking down at me tenderly.

"You did fine. You took all but three inches." He guided my hand down to feel the spot where he penetrated me. There was a hand's-width of shaft below my butt. I ran a finger along the junction between our bodies. My ring was incredibly tight, but it made no impression his super-hard flesh.

My belly was full of his sperm. He started to lift me off his pole. As he left my gut, the pressure dropped. I was no longer sharing my body space with him. When just the crown was left, he asked me if it was Ok to continue. I nodded. He popped out the flange with a quick snap of his hips, but let me rest on the pointed flesh until he felt my ass muscles recover and try to shut. Then he slowly eased the rest out. He set me on the floor and we hugged.

"Oh, Eddie, that was too intense. I felt like I was part of you. But I'm totally drained, like I just finished a marathon. It's just that I don't know if I can handle sex like that every day."

"It's all right. It should get easier as your growth kicks in. Hell, if you get bigger you may be able to take the whole thing."

"We'll see. Just let me rest for now. Besides, I need to get you some clothes."

"I'll just finish some work here. Get dressed and hurry back." He smacked my butt playfully.

I ran back to our frat house. I found Tony Thieu and Bill Reyes in the basement working out and explained my problem. Bill said he might have a solution and told me to come with him. He had a fuck buddy that was taking a summer course. The guy was a football defensive end, about six ten and three hundred eighty. If we can borrow some of his sweat suits, they may fit Eddie.

We arrived at the athletic dorm and Bill led me to the room, knocked on the door and announced himself. A big buff black stud answered the door wearing a bulging muscle shirt and gym shorts. If I hadn't known better, I'd have thought he had some of our formula, but his development was natural.

Bill just said what we needed and ordered him to get it. He didn't waste any time getting it either. Seeing his big feet, I asked for a pair of training shoes too. When they were produced, Bill told him to strip and get on the bed. He scattered the clothes around the room as he tore them off on his way. I saw he had a nice thick ten-inch piece that was already hard. Bill was removing his own clothes and invited me to stay for a bit, saying how nice and tight his buddy's ass is. But I had to get back to Eddie and left them to their fun.

The clothes fit, but they were tight around the chest, biceps and thighs. There was a bit of waist showing between the top and pants and the pants only went to mid calf. The shoes were fine though and we could still use Eddie's sweat socks.

We closed the lab and headed home.

Part 12

I was picking Eddie up at San Francisco International. He was coming back from closing a production deal for his supplement with a company in the Midwest. It worked like he expected. In two weeks I had added four inches in height, fifty pounds of muscle and a couple inches to my dick. We stopped and my muscle size and strength dropped. I couldn't wait to get back on the stuff again. We tried it with Tony Thieu and Bill Reyes and it was also effective, though the gains weren't as dramatic because they had more benefit from the original formula. We even shipped some to Earl in Los Angeles. He got results and he put his kid brother on it too. The kid really jumped in size and won't need to worry about gangs next year.

Eddie was off the plane quickly. He traveled first class because he needed the room and could afford it now. He was wearing a suit we had custom tailored in Chinatown, as all his clothes must be now. He towered above the other passengers and we drew stares the entire walk through the airport. I had driven his old mustang down, but he got behind the wheel for the trip back to Berkeley.

"I got a ten million dollar bonus for signing with them," he reported. "I'll get twenty percent of the retail price of each can we sell as royalty and they issued me stock for a twenty percent share of the company. They estimate three hundred million in sales the first year, but I think that's way under because it converts fat to muscle, so anyone who is overweight will want it instead of dieting. When they have an initial public offering next year, I should be worth between five and ten billion dollarsWe'll have to trade this in on a Ferrari."

"What are you going to do with your life now."

"We'll fix up the frat house. We can make it a lot nicer. I'll graduate next spring Suma Cum Laude. I want to get my Ph.D. in biochemistry. I have enough money to build my own laboratory and work on projects that interest me. There are a few things I want to try. I have so many possibilities and I just don't know.

"But one thing I do know is I want to share my life with you." I reached over and hugged him. "Careful. We don't want to plunge off the Bay Bridge on the day we struck it rich. Besides, if we can make it back to Berkeley alive, I have a special surprise for you."

When we pulled up to the fraternity house a moving van was just leaving. There were a lot of cars parked around. In the driveway were two red Ferraris.

"Those are our new cars. Consider yours a bonus for this summer."

"You don't have to do that. I would have worked for free to be with you."

"I know. Let's go in. The cars can wait."

The living area was stacked with computer boxes. Tony was waiting for us.

"Eddie, everything was delivered. The new beds are set and everyone is waiting in downstairs."

"What's going on?" I asked.

"Come up to our room while I explain." Eddie ushered me upstairs with a huge arm behind my shoulders. He continued as we walked. "I bought new computers and beds for the fraternity. The old twins were too small for two guys, especially our size, so now the sophomores and freshman have doubles, the juniors and seniors queen beds and the president and partner have their own room." He opened the door.

The room had been redecorated. It was now dominated by a single king-sized bed. A new plush carpet covered most of the tile floor. Two desks were set up on one side, both with new Macintosh desktops like those in the lab, these with large wide-screen flat panel displays.

"Wow! It's great. Does this mean I'm the first lady?"

Eddie just looked at me, picked me up and tossed me ten feet into the center of the bed. Then he jumped on the bed straddling me on hands and knees.

"I'm serious. I love you. Since I can't marry you officially, I want you to be my partner for life. Will you?"

"Yes. Yes. Yes. You knew I'd say yes, didn't you?"

"Yes. If I didn't know that, we weren't ready for a committed relationship. Now get out of those clothes."

I rushed to disrobe as Eddie did the same, but instead of putting me back on our bed, he tied a white silk cape over shoulders and donned one himself. He held my arm and guided me down the stairs while I looked at him wondering what was next.

The exercise room was packed with people and set up for a party. Everyone cheered when we entered. There was Don and Earl, Little Dragon and his new buddy Ming plus a dozen of the club members. The Kolani twins, Paul and Andy, had come from Hawaii. My younger brother Joey jumped out from hiding behind Earl and gave me a kiss full on the lips. About half the fraternity had come back early from summer break to join in the celebration. Bill Reyes had brought his football player friend. He had the guy kneeling at his feet while he held him by a chain attached to a studded leather collar.

Eddie and I were the only ones wearing anything and that was just the capes that highlighted our bodies instead of concealing them. This must have taken weeks to set up.

"Was I the only one who didn't know about this?" I whispered to Eddie. He smiled.

Eddie made a short speech to the group about us. Then Tony came up with a satin pillow holding two silver rings. I slid one on Eddie's finger. Them Eddie put one on me.

"It's too big," I muttered seeing that it was extremely loose on my finger. But then Tony produced a cup of clear fluid and Eddie handed it to me to drink. I knew what was in it. I drank. Everyone cheered and the party began.

While everyone else was devouring the food or each other, I was busy chugging protein supplements to fuel my metamorphosis. When I felt the changes stop a couple hours later I was only about 5% smaller than Eddie, but easily out massed anyone else in the room. I was glad that I hadn't exceeded him. The ring now fit perfectly.

By this time most of the food was gone and the guys were starting on other recreations. I saw the Kolani boys were double-teaming Joey. There were several other groups of two and three and some had left early to test the new beds.

Eddie clapped his hands three times for attention and the room fell silent. As we stood up everyone broke off and gathered around. Tony came through the group and put a large cake before us. Decorating the top was a very X-rated picture of Eddie and a good estimate of a post-change me, in our capes, cocks rampant, like we were now.

A large knife was produced for me to cut the cake. I cut it carefully and pulled out the piece depicting my cock for Eddie and the one of his for me. Naturally, the portions were quite large. I picked up Eddie's serving in my fingers and fed it to him while he did the same to me. When we had devoured the cake our lips met in a kiss and we cleaned up the icing around our mouths with each other's tongue then licked the other's fingers clean.

"It's time to go," Eddie told me and swept me up in his arms. There was another round of cheers and a few shouted suggestions for the night's activities as he carried me up the stairs.

He set me down in our room and undid the cape, letting it slip to the floor. Then he removed his own. We kissed as we embraced tightly, our cocks rubbing together between our hard bodies.

I could feel how we were now alike, yet still different. I was six foot nine to his seven foot two so I had to rise on my toes or tilt my head back to kiss evenly. My cock was twenty-three inches to his twenty-five and just a tad slimmer. His chest was 84 and mine 75, his arms 38, mine 34, his thighs 48, mine 43. Our waists were very alike at 30 inches and both extremely defined. I weighed about 380 to his 540. He was in charge. I wanted him in charge and I was glad our physical difference emphasized that.

He lifted me off the floor so we could kiss more comfortably. While our tongues played, I wrapped my legs around his body. He carried me over to our bed, set me on it and rolled on top of me to continue our kissing.

On his knees and elbows, he hovered above me. We kissed deeply, his tongue spearing my mouth as I stroked it worshipfully with my own. Besides our mouths our only point of contact was his cock that he was lightly rubbing across my own with gentle moves of his hips. This excited me no end. Every few seconds my shaft would shudder, beat up against his granite abs a few inches above me, snap back against my own body and spurt out a gob of pre-cum. He was squirting out prodigious amounts of his own natural lubricant. We he continued to stroke along my body we were both soon well coated.

He reared back on his knees, breaking our kiss. I lifted my legs and he rested my ankles on his shoulders in the deep valley between his trapezius and deltoids. He ran his cock for a last time through the big pools of juice collected in the hollows between my abdominals, getting it nice and sloppy.

He bent me double by pushing his body over mine. As my ass raised up to be in position for him the liquid on me flowed like a small stream through the cleft of my pecs, dividing around my neck and soaking into the sheets. He held me in place by my thighs so he could back off the couple of feet needed to line up the mushroom helmet that capped his tremendous pole with the entry to my inner sanctum.

He poked at the door lightly, transferring some of the wetness to the muscle ring guarding the way. He looked at me to see if I was ready. I licked my lips and smiled back in anticipation of the pleasure he always gives me. The pressure against my tight hole increased and it gaped open easily to welcome him. I was immensely stronger now than before, but Eddie still easily overpowered my flesh.

As I snapped over his flaring flange against the veined shaft that was ready to fill the void inside me. I squeezed my newly powerful muscles against its unyielding surface. The pressure brought a smile of pleasure to Eddie's face as he shoved a few more inches through my tight grip. He was so thick there was constant pressure wherever he was and on all my most sensitive spots. A persistent gentle pulse that spread from our connection announced the continued flow of the slippery stuff he spread inside me to prepare his way deeper.

He pushed his entire massive organ into me in one slow irresistible motion that took several minutes. It brought an almost continuous moan of pleasure from my lips. As I felt his groin connect with my butt I knew I was now big and strong enough to handle his overwhelming size. I told him so.

"Go for it stud. Put us both in paradise."

He eased out of me in a move that sucked air into my body as my diaphragm pulled down to fill the vacuum caused as my gut contracted when he left me. Back he came again forcing the air right out of me. Then repeat, faster and faster. I was almost ready to explode when he stopped embedded fully. He leaned over me as I calmed down just slightly. I was panting, trying to regain control of my breathing. He buried my face in soft quick kisses as I held onto his flaring lats. All the while he was pumping me with slow short strokes that kept me just short of the point of no return.

He pulled back just a bit and grabbed my throbbing cock in both his hands. He pulled it away from my body and raised the head to his mouth. At 23 inches he had no problem reaching it while still fucking me. He licked the goo from the uncut head that was bright red from the stimulation I had been getting. He resumed the full ass strokes as he sucked in the first foot of my hose to his hot mouth and throat.

A couple minutes of double stimulation had me squirming all over except at the points I was anchored to my lover. I was right at the verge when I felt his pulse inside me explode into a sexual crescendo. As the flood burst into my guts the beat spread to my balls and up the long path to Eddie's mouth. As he poured his essence into me, mine streamed into him.

Our passion flowed for several minutes before I felt the peak pass and sensations return to normal. Eddie let my tool slip from his lips. It smacked my torso still mostly hard and expelling small spurts of cum in weakening echoes of the past. We kissed again and I tasted myself.

Eddie rolled me on my side and eased himself behind my back while remaining coupled with me. He split my legs with one of his massive thighs. A giant arm reached around my chest to hold me in a muscular embrace while the bulging biceps of his other arm provided a pillow for my head. He resumed the slow stroking of my ass that was still excited from the previous stimulation.

I felt total security being coupled with my lover. My body tingled from each point of contact and, in this position; we touched almost from head to toe. The sensations peaked where he entered me and continued from the friction he generated deep inside of me.

He was building us up again for another burst of passion. He made this one last, bringing us up and down for an hour while he massaged my interior tirelessly, fast then slow. I felt like the room was a sauna, but it was only the heat he was generating in me. Eventually, his motion became harder, more forceful, and I knew he was building us up to climax. He curled his body behind me and forced me to conform to his shape. I saw the tip of my own straining shaft bubbling with anticipatory flow near my lips. I bent my head a bit and accepted it into my mouth, tasting my juice straight from the source.

The sight of me going down on my own meat inspired Eddie to pound me even harder. I knew we wouldn't last long at this pace and we didn't. A minute later Eddie plunged into me and I felt him start to go wild in my gut. His searing seed once more scalded my body with his passion. I came in sympathy and flooded my mouth, swallowing reflexively to keep up with my gushing flow. Again we seemed to drift in bliss for ages. As the sensations faded my energy did too.

I awoke with the morning light streaming in the window. I remembered yesterday. It seemed like a dream. I felt a tremendous arm around my chest. My own arm contacted it and seemed to be almost as huge. My hand rested on my cock head that stretched into my chest. It wasn't a dream. I squeezed the muscles in my ass that surrounded the shaft that extended impossibly deep within me. As I felt the slumbering snake react all along its length to my pressure and the giant that was my lover stir from his sleep, I smiled, anticipating the pleasure to follow.

Bill's education

From Metabods

Contents

Part 1

Part 2

Part 3

Part 4

Part 5

Part 6

Part 7

Part 8

Part 9

Part 10

Part 11

Part 12

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