The gene

From Metabods

by eightpack

Contents 1 Part 1 2 Part 2 3 Part 3 4 Part 4 5 Part 5

Part 1

Sam lying in the dark, staring up at the ceiling in his bedroom. He had reached that magical age when guys were constantly horny. Sam couldn’t get enough of himself, and tonight was no different. He had jerked three times during the day, and now it was well after midnight, and Sam’s overactive hormones were ramping up again. His hands began sliding slowly over the contours of his firm, naked body as his mind drifted back to the evening’s events.

He and his brother had spent the evening downstairs playing videogames. His father, a truck driver, went to bed early, needing to wake up before dawn for his next run. Sam didn’t even know where he was going this time. Their dad left so often and traveled nearly all over the country that it really didn’t bother him anymore. The two were more than capable of looking after themselves and since he left for days at a time, it gave Sam some solitude as he embraced his budding sexuality.

The two had stripped down to their PJ’s. Noah wore a pair of boxers, Sam in PJ pants. Neither wore shirts. This was a common ritual in a family of three men. No modesty required. And this family had been especially blessed with some good genes. Both brothers were very comfortable with their bodies. Sam’s skin was vacuumed tight to his lithe muscles. Individual fibers were visible under his thin, creamy skin whenever he moved or flexed. He was thin and fit, abs visible even when he was totally relaxed. Sam loved to feel his own muscles. Idly, his hands drifted over his firm chest and stomach, flexing here or there. Noah was the same way. Sam occasionally looked over at his brother while he was staring at the screen. His body leaning forward, tensed due to the action of the game. Sam could see the muscles of Noah’s stomach tightening and receding as he breathed. His wide, blue eyes trained on the TV in front of them.

As Sam appraised him, realizing for the first time how alike they actually were. Like most brothers, they shared many of the same features. Both were thin and tanned deeply during the summer. They had the same close cut brown-black hair, vast blue eyes, and dimpled smiles. Their torso’s were nearly identical, abs rippling with even the slightest of movements. Sam was slightly more muscular. His chest was a little broader, the muscles larger and more rounded, but he believed that was because Noah was on a two year delay. He’d catch up soon enough. Hell, the kid was already the same height as he was. His “little” brother had obviously gotten the tall gene. Thinking about their similar bodies made Sam bone inside his PJ pants. He had a major twin fetish, and having a near “clone” of himself in Noah was a huge turn-on. Sam began envisioning their bodies embracing, nearly identical limbs wrapping around one another, their rippling abs sliding over each other. His face was becoming flushed. Casually, he pushed his enlarging cock between his legs, trapping it so that his pants didn’t tent up.

Noah caught the motion and said, “Sportin’ some wood over there, huh Sammy?” Sam leaned back against the couch they sat on and said, “It’s gonna happen. Can’t really help it.” Knowing he was caught, he released his cock from between his legs, letting it press up against the confines of his PJ pants. Noah caught the sight in the corner of his eye as he continued to play. His stomach tightened. Not surprisingly, he wasn’t paying much attention to the game. His character died. The game over message flashed on the screen.

He turned towards his brother. Sam was rubbing his smooth chest with his right hand, casually dipping down over his large, defined abs. Noah leaned back as well, stomach crunching into a sixpack of his own. His boxers were beginning to fill out as well.

Noah paused, not minding the silence, or even the outward display of sexuality that they were both putting on. After some time, his cock was fully boned, pressing against the cotton material of his loose boxers. Both brothers were sporting raging hardons. Sam noticed that Noah’s had grown in a number of ways.

Finally, the younger brother spoke. “Sam, you ever think about that talk dad had with us a few years ago?”

Sam’s breath caught in his chest. He did think about it... all the time actually. The family gene. Sam had been waiting for that day to come for so long now. He was convinced he was nearly old enough for the gene to take effect in him. His cock jumped.

“Yeah... I do. All the time. What do you think it’s gonna be like?”

Noah leaned his head back against the couch and stretched, his arms pulling himself backward, raising his smooth, narrow torso off of the seat. His cock throbbed in his boxers, the hard shaft slightly visible through the front flap.

“I dunno. It’s supposed to be different for all of us. All I know is that I hope it happens soon. Noah released his stretch and looked down at his developing body. “I’m bored with myself. I’m ready for the change.”

Sam laughed, his abs rippling again. “You’re ridiculous. You know how many guys at your school wish they could look just like you? Bored. Geez.” He turned and flexed a most muscular pose at his shirtless brother. “We’ve got nothing to be bored about.”

Noah giggled, his muscles contracting slightly. “Well, when you put it that way...”

“Don’t worry, it will happen soon enough... and when it does, you’ll have plenty more to experiment with.”

Noah laughed and stood up, stretching his arms to the sky, giving Sam another incredible view of his wirey, taut body. “Well, I’m going to hit the sack.” He flipped off the TV. “See you tomorrow, bro’.” Noah headed for the stairs, slapping his bare abs as he walked, his large erection leading the way.

Spoiled brat... smiled Sam. He knew his brother was actually heading to jerk off. Oh, well. Sam sat for a while and began to ponder. He had run over the conversation so many times...

One random summer afternoon, his father had come home from work early. Sam had been in his bedroom enjoying an afternoon jackoff session when his dad tromped up the steps and into his room. There he was, bare-assed naked and pounding on his cock, staring at himself in the mirror. Even at that age, Sam was into himself. He was enjoying his most frequent fantasy: that he and his twin jerking and showing off for each other. Sam was deep into the daydream, imagining the image in the mirror touching and caressing his firm body, that the hand flying up and down his shaft was not his own, but an identical image of himself reaching around from behind. He didn’t even notice until he distantly heard his father whispering his name.

The whole thing was hugely embarrassing, and Sam never really got over the encounter. He still loved his dad, but there was definitely some distance between the two after that. That evening, his father sat down both him and Noah for the talk.

“It’s time I gave you boys the talk” said their father. The brothers instantly recoiled, groaning. Noah said, “Geez, dad... its not like we don’t know what sex is.” Sam blushed and remained silent.

His father chose his words carefully. “Yes... yeah, I know. You’re obviously aware of sex and attraction, and all of that. Almost anybody your age knows those things. And I know you’ve had those ridiculous sex-ed classes at school where they show you crappy videos and hand out condoms (both boys laughed). But that’s not what we’re going to talk about right now.”

Sam and Noah’s ears perked up immediately. “Well, then, what are we talking about?” they both asked in unison.

Sam’s dad laughed, then took a deep breath. “Ok... here goes...”

“You see... our family... the men, I should say... well geez, I don’t even really know how to describe it.”

Sam was beginning to feel tingles running up and down his back. He never saw his dad at a total loss for words. What he was going to say must be really important. He didn’t know if it was bad or good... Sam was excited and apprehensive at the same time.

“Alright. There’s no other way to really explain this, other than... when you reach a certain age, and it’s different for every guy in our family... there is a gene that will take effect. As far as I know, we’re the only line of men on the planet with this gene... but what it does... that’s the hard part fellas, because it’s different for all of us. But what happens is this: you’ll become aroused, just like any normal guy... but then, something will happen. Something incredible. I can’t say what that will be because, like I said, it’s different for each man in our family. All I know is that it will happen to you.

The boys sat there, stunned. Neither said a word. Sam knew his father, and knew when he was joking around. This wasn’t one of those times. But it seemed so vague, so ridiculous...

“Two things” his father continued. “I know this sounds silly because I haven’t given you a whole lot of facts. I’d was skeptical when my father told me the same thing... But it’s true, and it’s going to happen. Secondly, I want to assure you that it isn’t something to be afraid of.” Sam’s dad’s expression broke for a moment, a smile crept to the corners of his lips. “This is something good. More than good. It will be incredible... mind blowing, even. You see boys, our family line is able to enjoy sex in a way that other men cannot imagine.”

Sam responded, “Well, don’t you think you could tell us what the gene does to you? That would make me feel a lot better.”

His father shrugged, “I could, but like I said, it is different for everyone. Most likely, the gene will have a completely different reaction in you than in me. Plus, I really don’t like the idea of you imagining me aroused.”

Sam and Noah giggled. “Fair enough!” interjected the younger brother.

No words had been spoken about that event since that day. All three were quiet about it. But the thought of a “magic” gene had consumed Sam’s thoughts ever since. In fact, this was really the first time the brothers had even really talked about it.

Sam’s throbbing cock brought him back to reality. He stared down the length of his muscular bare torso to the large bulge in his pants. He wrapped his right hand around it and squeezed, shivering at the sensation. He loved the feeling of the soft cotton brushing against his erected penis. He massaged the head slightly as his left hand roamed the bulges of his developing pecs and crevices of his rippling stomach. Sam let out a low moan, his hands moving to his narrow hips, thumbs pulling down on the elastic band of his pants. He lifted his hips and slipped off his pj’s. Sam’s large, cock flipped upwards, smacking solidly an inch above his naval.

He balled up his pants and through them in the direction of the stairs, then leaned back and sprawled himself out on the couch, naked body writhing as he touched himself. His right hand was stroking slowly, smoothly up and down the large shaft. Sam grinned and laid his cock flat against his bare torso, relishing the sight of it climbing midway up his stomach. I wonder if any changes will happen here... he thought to himself. He laughed, knowing from quick looks at the other guys in the shower after PE classes that he was bigger than most. At 8.5 inches, Sam was hung, especially for a guy that was only 5’8’’.

Sam’s gaze traveled over his naked body as waves of pleasure washed over him. His creamy, muscular thighs, floppy donkey cock, and defined, rippling torso filled him with desire and lust. He loved his own body, wanting himself more and more as each stroke filled him with bliss. Sam released his cock and sat up, abs, contracting into a display of defined, youthful muscle. He fell forward into the push up position and began grinding his cock into the soft cushions of the couch. The purple head of his aroused member was in angry contrast to the off-white fabric. He glanced over his body and grinned at the sight of his triceps cording into lithe horseshoe-shaped muscles. Sam sat up on his knees and ran both hands over his shortly clipped, thick, dark hair. His cock burning between his naked thighs. He stood and wandered over to the large mirror next to the staircase and began flexing his chest and abs, grinning as the muscles contracted into fibrous, erotic, bulges and creases. God he looked amazing.

Sam winked at himself, turned and grabbed his pants, then headed upstairs towards bed. He made sure to turn and catch the display of his firm butt bouncing as he walked. His large testicles were hanging low between he legs.

He strolled to his room, enjoying the freedom of walking through the deserted house completely naked. His cock bobbed way out in front of him, pulsing. Sam thought to himself, This is how men are supposed to live...

He glanced down the hallway and noticed that Noah’s door was shut and the light off. Sam entered his own room, not bothering to turn on any lights. He flopped down on the bed, his cock smacking his hard stomach, then raising up slightly off his bare belly.

So now he lay, utterly horny, stroking his oversized cock. It throbbed with desire in his hands. His whole body writhed in the feeling of building orgasm. Tonight, however, Sam wanted to make the feeling last. Over and over, he stroked himself to the brink. He released himself and clutched the bedsheets, his thick cock bobbing desperately against his abs. After some time, Sam had worked himself into a frenzy. Feelings of sex spread all over his body. He moaned softly to himself and continued to torture his steel-hard pole. A little touch here, a slight caress over the tip. The pleasure magnified to near unbearable proportions. Sam thrusted his hips up and down, his cock was so hard that it barely even moved, just sticking straight up above his belly.

Sam wrapped his arms around himself, hugging himself tightly. Sweat began beading on his smooth skin. He ran his hands down over his developing chest to his narrow stomach, feeling, caressing, enjoying the muscle. He squeezed his biceps, licking the peaks. In a moment, Sam would lose all control over his cock and begin the eruption... but this time, something felt different. Sam cried out in his mind, Maybe this is it!

Something like an orgasm washed over him, but not from his cock. Sam’s eyes slammed shut and his body contracted, every muscle rippling into sharp definition. The feeling rocked him like a sailboat in a hurricane. His thin chest was heaving, mind reeling... and then suddenly, it stopped.

Sam was still terribly horny, his cock remaining on the brink of orgasm... but in coming back to reality, he felt something. There was another presence in the room. He listened as his breath slowed, his chest rising and falling a bit more evenly... but it wasn’t just his own. Sam could sense a form lying next to him on the bed. He opened his eyes and looked. What he saw was impossible... Sam was literally lying next to himself! For a brief moment, Sam thought he was having an out of body experience, that the whatever type of orgasm that had just overtaken him had driven him into this sort of nexus where he could see himself from the outside... He gazed down past his clamped shut eyes, face in obvious concentration to withhold the oncoming orgasm. He observed his body’s bare torso, watching his chest and stomach rise and fall evenly, his abs contracting with each exhale. He drank in the sight of himself. Light perspiration made his skin shine in the dim light coming through the window. Even in the darkened room, he could clearly make out the outlines of his body’s abdominals and the developing crease in the center of his pecs. His nipples poked up from his chest in an obvious state of arousal. He scanned lower to his bobbing cock. It continued to throb mercilessly from his groin, nearly vertical to his stomach. The dark head was shining with a large amount of precum that had flowed during his extended self pleasure. Sam was struck by how large his organ was in comparison to his well-defined, but slight body. It thrusted proudly from his groin. All 8.5 inches extending well above his belly button. I’m all cock, he thought.

Sam’s mind brought him back to reality. This didn’t make sense. He could feel the bed underneath him, the weight of his own body... there was only one explanation. The gene! Sam’s heart was pounding, but his head had cleared. His peripheral senses were returning, and he was blissfully aware of his angry cock emitting pangs of pleasure, twitching, on the verge of tumbling him into an immense orgasm. Sam turned his head and looked down the length of his smooth torso and found his cock. Precum was drooling from the head onto his bare stomach. A pool was forming, running through the center crease in his abs to his belly button. It was true, he had actually cloned himself!

That realization alone nearly sent him over the edge. With pounding heart and quivering breath, Sam sat up, cock plastering his middle abs. He didn’t dare touch it. Slowly, he got up on his knees, hovering over his own image. Despite his care and caution, his movement on the bed alerted the boy below. Sam’s clone opened his eyes, surveying the room, but not moving his head. Sam had noticed that the other boy’s cock had softened slightly, he seemed just as thrown off as Sam was only a moment before. The head drooped off to one side, painting his right hip with wet, sticky precum.

The clone looked downward in the direction of where Sam was kneeling. Their eyes made contact for the first time. A jolt coursed through Sam’s body... his clone must have had the same reaction, because his cock rapidly twitched and stiffened back to the same oversized length as his own. A look of realization spread over the other boy’s face, followed by a huge, uncontrollable smile. With identical mouths they whispered to each other, “The Gene.”

“I cloned myself???” whispered the sprawling image on the bed.

“That’s my power???” whispered Sam.

Instantly, both of their minds were reeling with possibilities. So much to do... so much to try... And there were questions too. How much time do we have? Is this permanent? If it isn’t, where does he go? And then a wicked thought flickered through Sam’s mind: Can I make more?

They began eyeing each other greedily, lustfully. The teens flexed and caressed themselves, not even touching each other — Sam was swooning as he was able to see his body twitch and move from different angles. God, his abs were defined. What a huge cock on such a small frame! Their cocks were bouncing and pulsating, pressed tight now against their firm bare torsos.

Sam’s clone placed his hands behind his head and crunched his stomach, showing off his beautiful abs for Sam. Sam could clearly count the muscles. He’d done it a thousand times, whenever there was a mirror present, actually. But now everything was different; this was his darkest fantasy come true. His clone’s throbbing cock was obscuring much his lower abs. With shaking hands, Sam reached forward and grasped his image’s penis with his left hand. The organ felt huge and hard. It was hot and heavy and just like his own... except it wasn’t. The boys moaned together, one being touched, one touching, both identical. Sam pushed the other boy’s cock to the left, bringing into view his ripped lower abdominals. The clone had also been precumming. The liquid running over the channels of his abs as he flexed, wetting Sam’s hand as he held the large cock. Slowly, Sam bent forward and licked the other boy’s torso, tracing the defined creases of his clone’s stomach muscles. The precum tasted just like his own... wet and thick and a bit salty. The other Sam was taking husky breaths, trying to crunch his abs even harder for his twin, groaning softly at the sight.

Sam looked up and grinned. He was straddling his other body now, kneeling with his legs straddling his images, their thighs pressed together, Sam’s toes against the bulging calf muscles of his clone. He released his image’s cock, watching it snap back to its original position. He then bent lower, moving in to get a better view. He could actually see the veins pulsing, cramming blood into the engorged member all the way up its 8.5 inch length. The other boy’s balls, which were roughly the size of golf balls, were pressed tightly against the bottom of his shaft, ready to explode. Slowly, Sam reached with his tongue, giving his clone’s cock a small lick. The boy threw his head back and kicked involuntarily, knees smacking Sam in the ass. Both boys giggled.

“Sorry, I was edging for the last hour” replied his clone.

“Yeah... I know” grinned Sam. “I’m you, remember? Or, we’re each other...”

That thought alone nearly drove Sam crazy with lust. This was all he wanted. His gene had answered the call. Sam leaned forward, pressing himself down on top of his other body. Their big cocks touched first, causing both boys to swoon. Carefully, Sam sandwiched their two steel-hard cocks together, the shafts throbbed against one another, the heads kissed, mixing copious amounts of precum from one cock to the other. Sam laid all the way down, pressing his chest against the identical chest of his twin. He wrapped his arms around the bare back of his clone, who was already softly stroking up the lithe muscles of Sam’s shoulders and down to his thin sides. The two stared into each other’s eyes. Identical lusts reflected their inner desires. Sam could feel his clone begin to lightly thrust his pelvis, almost imperceptibly rubbing their slick cocks together between their hard stomachs. Sam smiled and reciprocated. He gripped his clone harder, and bent to kiss him.

Their mouths locked, setting off fireworks inside their heads. Their tongues entered each other’s mouths, licking each other, their lips, cheeks. They embraced tighter, Sam’s clone violently pushing him over. Now Sam’s back was against the bed, his hands roaming over his clone’s bare back, enjoying the silky smooth skin, gripping his twin’s firm ass. Their cocks slid over one another as their hands attacked each other’s body. Sam was in sensory overload. This was too much. Too good.

He gripped his twin and forced him onto his back once again, then began kissing the boy’s body with abandon. Squeezing biceps and triceps, cupping pecs, licking erected nipples identical to his own. This really made the other Sam moan. They both loved that stimulation. Sam felt his dick rubbing over the other boy’s leg as he made his way down the torso, kissing abs, gripping the other boy’s sides, rubbing his face against his stomach. Suddenly, Sam realized that his face was mere inches from his clone’s cock. He looked up with a sly smile and said, “I want to suck you.”

“Huh, do you think it’s a coincidence that I was thinking the same thing?” grinned his twin.

“Not even a little bit” replied Sam.

Sam swung his legs around so that his knees were on either side of his clone’s head. He gripped his own cock and pushed it down, playing with his other self. He rubbed his cockhead over the other Sam’s forehead, down his nose, over his cheek, and glanced off his lips. His clone stuck out his tongue, attempting to catch a quick lick. Sam pushed back the other direction, smacking his cock against his twin’s left cheek. Finally, his clone reached up and grabbed Sam’s shaft with his hands. Electricity shot through both boys as their fingers touched around Sam’s thick cock.

“Ok” breathed Sam. “You can have it.”

The other Sam grinned and took the head into his mouth. Sam swooned again, his body jutting forward, pressing his face against his clone’s identical stomach and cock. He began feeling the pleasure of oral sex for the first time, and it was his own mouth doing the sucking! It was indescribable. Though he had never sucked a cock before, the other Sam knew exactly how and where Sam wanted to be touched. Sam reached up and jammed his clone’s penis into his mouth. It felt amazing. The organ was hard and huge, but the head was still spongy and pliable. He heard his clone moan around his own cock. He took some of the shaft in, tracing the large vein of his cock’s underside with the tip of his fingers. Sam just could barely open wide enough... but there was no way he was going to be able to take it all in. He said quietly, “God, we’re big down here.” His cock twitched inside his twin’s mouth. The other Sam released it, giggling. “Couple of donkey cocks, right Sam?”

“Yeah, Sam.”

Both boys laughed. They continued pleasuring each other for a few more minutes, until they were both edging once again. Without a word spoken between them, they released each other and stood up off the bed. The other Sam walked to their bedroom window, Sam followed, standing next to him, making sure their feet were touching. The backs of their hands were touching. Quickly, their fingers intertwined. The two looked out at the deserted suburban street, cocks still throbbing in front of them, without a single care in the world. Naked as the day Sam was born, but now, finally, totally, complete.

Sam turned toward his clone. They embraced again, in front of the window, the outlines of their beautiful bodies clearly visible to anyone passing by. Their cocks mashed together, this time pressing outward past their identical hips. Sam could feel the other boy’s balls roiling as they held each other. His hands slid down his clone’s thin, bare side to their cockheads and began massaging them together. He brought his hand back up and showed his twin their combined, glistening precum. The other Sam grabbed his hand and began licking it off of his palm and fingers. Their cocks twitched again. Both boys were nearly there. In fact, any more stimulation would result in an explosive orgasm.

“Let’s do it” whispered Sam’s clone.

“Yeah, ok.”

They held hands and walked over to the floor-standing mirror next to the bed. Sam flicked on the lights and the two sat down on the edge of the bed. They wrapped their arms around each other’s shoulders, massaging them gently. Their heads pressed together, but eyes closed as they slowly adjusted to the bright light in the room. Sam looked into the mirror and witnessed the most erotic sight of his young life. Two naked, identical boys, rubbing each other’s bare bodies, their large, thick cocks jutting up from their groins well past their navals. His cock looked huger than ever before, and there was another one just like it only inches away. With their legs spread, the boys’ testicles hung low off the side of the bed.

Sam’s clone grinned and leaned over. He began pulling on Sam’s large ballsack. Sam noticed his clone’s wiry torso muscles contracting, obliques and lat muscles coming into view. He reached out and ran his hand over the other boy’s bare back.

“Geezus these things are big. Do we have golf balls stuck in there or something?”

Sam grinned, “God, I love how that feels.” His twin sat up, and Sam repeated the actions on his large balls. Sam could feel hands running up and down his bare side.

He sat up again and the two began flexing their abs in the mirror, entranced by the display of identical ripples and bulges. Sam reached over and slapped the other boy’s stomach, feeling its hardness. His clone giggled. Sam lifted his right leg and crossed it over his clone’s left, enjoying the feeling of skin on skin.

Simultaneously, the identical boys reached out with their opposite hands and began fondling each other’s big penises. They began stroking in earnest, pounding their oversized cocks. Sam looked down at the display of identical muscle and cock, his twin did the same. They shifted their gazes back and forth between the mirror and their bodies, feeling the pleasure welling up inside of them. Sam could feel the eruption coming. The two began crying out. Just before orgasm hit, Sam felt that same odd sensation he had felt just before he cloned himself. He looked at the mirror and suddenly, on his left side, another Sam materialized. His mouth hanging open, abs flexing, left hand flying up and down on his own cock.

With the realization that Sam could clone himself more than once, the dam broke, and orgasm took over. He began erupting all over his own chest, abs and legs. It dribbled down over his clone’s left hand that was still pounding his rigid cock. The sight of Sam releasing carried the two clones over the edge. Sam could feel his other body’s cock swell up and begin shoving out its own load. He felt hot cum running thickly over his jacking right hand. He looked over and began kissing himself, tongues colliding, bodies flexing.

The third Sam stood up and moaned, thrusting his hips towards the other two. His large cock pointed straight at their identical torsos. They turned cheek to cheek as they felt the deluge. Cum spraying onto their chests and abs. Bodies heaving, the triplets’ pleasure began to subside. Sam and his clone still had their hands wrapped around each other’s cocks, but were now stroking slowly, milking out the last of their juices.

“Amazing” the three Sam’s said at once.

They slowly released each other and wandered up into bed and under the covers, not caring about the cooling juices still drenching their bodies. They laid down, wrapping their limbs around each other. Sam was in the middle, his deflating cock wedged firmly into the ass of his clone in front. He could feel a large pole pushing against his own ass. Idly, he stroked the abs of his clone in front.

“I love my family” he said.

Part 2

Sam woke up to a cruel surprise the next morning… his clones were gone. At first, Sam had thought his other bodies had simply woken up before him. He laid back, smiling, imagined all the things they could be doing… showering each other, cooking breakfast naked, maybe they were sitting around the kitchen table right now waiting for him! Sam jumped up at the thought, throwing on a pair of athletic shorts to cover his thickening cock, and bounded downstairs.

“What’s your hurry?” Sam heard. He spun around. To his disappointment, it was not identical faces greeting him, but rather his younger brother. Sam had completely forgotten about Noah. Quickly, he masked his disappointment and attempted to slow down. “Just looking for some food.” Idly, he scratched his shirtless stomach… which made him realize that he hadn’t cleaned up from the night before. Dried cum was still caked his upper torso, all the way up to his chest in fact.

Dammit. Thought Sam. Quickly, he walked around the table, turning his back as much as he could to his brother. He rummaged through the fridge, grabbed an apple, then took off back to his room. “Your weird” he heard his brother mumble as he jetted back up the stairs.

Sam sat down on his bed, surveying the scene. Where had they gone? The feeling of loss was creeping in. He wanted his clones back. Sam began thinking about everything he knew about the gene, which wasn’t much. He should’ve asked more questions. Then, one phrase echoed through his mind from that first conversation he had with his father: “Our family line is able to enjoy sex in a way that other men cannot imagine.” That was it. Sam was relieved that he had found the answer, but still a bit disappointed at the limitations of the gene. After he and his clones orgasmed, they crawled into bed and fell asleep. Then they disappeared.

As time went by, Sam learned that it wasn’t the orgasm that caused his replications to disappear, it was sleep. It turned out to be a good thing, really. Even though it would be a blast to have a house, school, hell- a neighborhood full of identical images of himself… it would be impractical. So Sam continued practicing his gift, but carefully. He never cloned more than once or twice when his family was nearby or out for short periods of time. But everytime he did it, the act of replicating became more and more addictive.

About a month after first discovering the gene’s affect on him, his dad informed him that he would be driving out to the west coast. And almost as if the stars aligned, his brother was asked by one of his buddies to spend the weekend up north at their cabin. Sam was alone for three whole days! It was the perfect time to practice his newfound ability.

After saying goodbye to Noah and his dad, watching carefully until both vehicles had vanished from the subdivision, Sam bolted inside the house and locked the door. Giggling, Sam flopped onto the couch in the living room, smiling wickedly as he shed his shirt and chucked it across the room. There was no need to be confined to his bedroom. He laid back against the couch, feeling the suede glide against his bare back. He glanced down at his shirtless body, observing his rippling torso. It had a beautiful v-shape, diving into his plaid board shorts. His abs bulged as he tensed his sixpack. Sam began fingering his belly button with his left hand and gently massaging his cock with his right underneath the thin material of his shorts.

Sam could feel his heart pounding. The thought of multiplying was beyond intoxicating. He already had goosebumps anticipating the next phase… and he could clone all night long. Identical throbbing cocks, rippling abs, dimpled smiles… His large cock jumped against his hand. Sam giggled and unzipped his shorts. The fat prick flopped out, smacking his bare belly. Precum was already oozing from its large, red knob.

Sam was totally naked, his hands roaming over the smooth, hard contours of his body. He gripped his cock with both hands, groaning in lust at the sight. His huge pole was so thick that his thumbs and fingers were unable to meet around the wide shaft and there was almost room along its length for another hand! Sam gripped his pulsing cock and used it to slap his own bare stomach. He moaned at the sound of his huge member slapping against the middle of his rippling stomach. He sat up and leaned forward. Sam used both of his hands to pull his cock forward, pressing it against his own left nipple. He leaned back and stared with pride at his oversized cock. He was breathing heavy now, totally entranced by himself once again. He could feel everything. Sam continued to stroke with his left hand. Pleasure racked him. He spread his legs further, his left foot planted on the floor, his right bent at the knee against the couch. The Sensation began to wash over him. Sam closed his eyes and allowed himself to replicate.

Suddenly, he could feel pressure on his left foot. Sam opened his eyes and was greeted by an image of himself on the opposite side of the couch. A mirror image, actually. His clone was facing him, left leg bent, right leg planted on the floor, pressing down against Sam’s. And he was still stroking. Sam relished the sight of himself. The other teen’s hard cock was thrusting proudly from his groin, balls flopping against his bare ass cheeks. The two smiled at each other. No words needed to be said. The other Sam was an exact copy of the original… identical in lust and desire. They paused for just a moment to adjust positions. Sam sat up, throwing off the decorative pillows from each side of the couch and they sat down again right next to each other, this time all four of their feet were planted on the floor and they leaned back against the couch. Sam’s right side was pressed against his twin’s. Skin to skin. Sam wrapped his right arm around his double’s bare shoulders. The twins gripped their large bobbing cocks with their left hands, then paused at the same moment to pull their large ball sacks from between their legs into a more comfortable position. They giggled at the identical gesture, their abs rippling into a display of twelve bulging abs, and began stroking again. Sam could feel the biceps and triceps of his clone’s arm flexing against his bare side as he masturbated himself. Sam was stroking as well. Their hands looked tiny compared to the identical monsters between their legs. Sam was also running his hands over the other boy’s shoulders and arm muscles. He gripped his twin and pulled him closer and the two began kissing. Their hands never left their cocks. Soon, the feeling took hold of them both.

“It’s happening” whispered the clone.

Sam’s next body actually sauntered into the room from the hallway, his big, dripping cock leading the way.

Grinning, he said, “well you two look comfortable.”

Sam’s clone patted the spot next to him. “Have a seat” he replied.

The clone obliged, slowly traveling to the space next to the teens on the couch. Before sitting, the clone kneeled in front of Sam. Winking, he leaned forward and wrapped his hands around Sam’s, who was still gripping his large cock. He pointed the organ down and slid his mouth over the head sucking deeply, flicking the underside with his tongue. This sent Sam into orbit. He pressed himself back against the couch and pushed his hips forward, thrusting his cock deeper into the other Sam’s throat. After a couple of quick licks up the shaft, the teen moved on to Sam #2 and repeated the actions. Sam watched the other boy’s abs jumped and bulged as he swooned. Sam bent over and began licking the hard muscle.

“Guys, I’m gonna burst… I can’t take it!”

Immediately, Sam #3 released the fat prick. “Well, we don’t want that… we’re trying to set a new record here for largest identical orgy!” Sam #3 stood and sat down next to the other clone on the couch. The three resumed their stroking. Sam was hanging in there, but barely. With all this identical muscle, he was near blowing his load… and if that happened, his little experiment would be all over until he recovered. The Sensation wracked him again and a fourth clone materialized next to Sam #3. Their identical bodies pressed tightly together to accommodate the newest member.

“Uh oh. We’re out of room on the couch” one of them said.

“No problem” said Sam. “I’ll take the floor. You guys can stay there.”

Sam stood and stretched. His clones spread out a bit with the extra space, eyes glazing as they watched Sam stretch and flex his lithe muscles. Sam could feel his big cock throbbing 8.5 inches out from his groin. He looked down at his own steel-hard member and flexed his cock muscles, causing the large penis to bounce up and down.

Sam felt three sets of eyes on him and looked up grinning. “You like that?”

The three identical teens on the couch nodded together, their breathing heavy. Their hands were slowly rubbing over their own bodies, kneading and caressing the muscles of their bare stomachs, chests, and arms.

Sam gripped his cock with both hands and flexed his arms. A large vein popped out, snaking over his bulging biceps muscles. His chest flexed, revealing fibrous muscles. His abs looked like cobblestone pavement.

He sat, legs spread, and began idly stroking again, gazing at the sight of three naked images of himself masturbating in unison, staring at his perfect body. Pleasure overtook all of them again, and a fifth Sam walked through the door. He stopped next to Sam and observed the scene. Sam reached up and massaged his clone’s muscular butt, then to the front, grabbing the other boy’s large cock.

“Jack me” Sam whispered. The clone grinned down at him. He stepped behind Sam, and sat down. Sam scooted back and leaned against the other boy’s rock-like body. He could feel his twin’s hard cock sandwiched between them, burning with desire against his bare back. Their identical legs splayed out against each other to the sides, toes wriggling in anticipation. Sam laid his head against his double’s shoulder and watched as his twin’s hands reached around his thin body. Sam’s clone ran his hands up and down his bare torso, feeling the smooth muscles of his chest and stomach. Sam flexed in reply. His copies on the couch were groaning at the sight. The clone behind wrapped his right arm around Sam’s chest. His left hand snaked down and began stroking Sam’s engorged pole. Sam was in heaven. He caressed himself and his image, his hands free now that his twin was manipulating his large organ. Three hands were all over his body. He stared down at his flexed stomach and throbbing cock, then threw his head back against his twin’s shoulder. Sam began thrusting his hips, fucking his twin’s hand as it flew up and down his shaft. Sweat was beading on all of the boys, Sam could feel droplets running over the rivets of his muscles. He pushed himself back against his other self and put his left hand over his twin’s. They entwined fingers around his thick shaft and continued stroking. Sam looked up at his clones jacking on the couch. Their heaving chests and abs were gleaming in the evening sun, identical muscles flexed in sharp relief. Each of their hands were wrapped around another’s cock, flying up and down. Three sets of balls flopping against the knuckles of the hand on the shaft. Their faces glazed and mouths open, moaning in pleasure. Orgasm nearly overtook him… but the Sensation racked him one more time.

The 6th Sam materialized directly in front of him. The teen was standing, 8.5 inch cock pulsing directly above Sam. Sam #5 stopped stroking as they looked up to greet the latest addition. The clone smiled back at them and began stooping down. As he lowered himself, the teen grabbed his own thick shaft and dragged it over Sam’s cheeks, then shoulders, then chest. Sam #6 sat between his legs, pushing his identical cock and balls against Sam’s. Their two gorgeous cocks thrusted up from their groins, burning shafts pressed tightly together. Precum oozed from both heads, mixing together, running down over their veiny poles.

He leaned forward and kissed Sam, cocks now pressing against their identical, rippling bellies. Sam #5 leaned forward and wrapped his arms around Sam and the clone in front, sandwiching themselves together, and kissed his bare shoulders.

Sam was beyond thought or reason. He could feel hands all over, worshipping his body. He could hear moans and groans coming from all directions, all sounding exactly like his own. Sam #6 released the kiss and gripped their shafts with both hands. Sam wrapped his hands around his twins, and they began jacking their cocks against each other.

The clones on the couch settled on the floor, trying a new experiment. Sam’s cock was huge enough to draw stares from other boys in the locker room. He loved the weight of it swinging between and slapping against his muscular thighs, but he had never been quite big enough for the trick they were now trying to pull off. Sam #2 had laid down on his back and was lifting his legs over his head.

“That will never work, Sam. I’ve tried that before” said Sam #5 behind him.

The three clones looked over, grinning in identical smiles.

“Yeah, but that’s because I’ve never had help before!” grinned Sam #2.

“You know how close I was” said Sam #3.

All of the boys paused for a moment and watched with interest. Their cocks pulsing in anticipation of the erotic display they were about to witness. Sam #2 gripped his large cock and aimed it towards his flickering tongue. From this angle, Sam could see how close he actually had been to sucking himself off. He had given up long ago, but really, he was only maybe an inch away from making it. The other two clones stood up on their knees and lightly pushed the teen’s legs down. Instantly, Sam #2’s tongue was licking the head. A collective “ohh” filled the room. Sam #3 and Sam #4 pushed down a bit harder, their identical back muscles rippling, crimson cocks hanging down between their legs, rubbing against Sam #2’s upturned ass. Suddenly the boy’s whole head was welcomed inside his eager mouth. Sam #2’s abs were sucked in, rippling in deep relief as he pressed himself deeper and deeper. His face flushed, lost in his own arousal and the realization that he was indeed large enough to suck himself off!

“I need to try that” said Sam and the other two sitting clones at once. “Me first!” said Sam #6 as he began to stand up to reposition himself. “Oh, no you don’t” replied Sam, wrapping his arms around the other boy’s rippling waist and hauling him to the ground. “I’ve been here the longest, I’m going first.”

Sam threw his legs over his head and eyed his own huge member. He looked up at his grinning images, who were lightly massaging his upturned bare ass. “Ok, but we all get a turn.” Sam laughed. “Deal.”

They pushed down lightly at first, and Sam, drew out his tongue, and for the first time ever, licked a bead of precum off of his own cockhead. The boys pushed further and Sam responded. His tongue quickly circled the head, sending shockwaves of pleasure throughout his lithe body. Sam release his cock, letting it settle against his cheek. “Oh man, you guys… gimmie more! It’s ok, doesn’t really hurt.”

He turned his head and sucked up the head into his own mouth again. Now, the head and part of his shaft was into his mouth. Sex was exploding all over him. His organ felt hot and huge and hard against his tongue. His eyes widened as he neared climax.

Sam #5 and Sam #6 saw this and instantly let go. “Not yet, big man…” said Sam #5 as the two clones gripped Sam by his arms and pulled him up.

The boys took turns feasting on their own gigantic meats. Soon, the pitch in the room reached a fever. All of the boys’ cocks were dripping and iron hard. Their bodies coated with a sheen of sweat. Their muscles rippled fluidly under smooth unblemished skin. Heavy breathing and groaning filled the room. They were standing now, staring hungrily at each other. Sam observed his bodies, the fading sunlight glinting off of the tight skin, the dim light casting shadows accentuating the deep grooves of their abs, chest, biceps, and triceps. Hands were roaming over their naked bodies, caressing idly. He felt connected to all of them, after all, he was them. His cock swelled, bobbing up to a 45 degree angle. Sam watched as his clones’ big cocks responded, growing upwards. They were visibly throbbing. All six of them were now thrusting their pelvises. There was an anticipation in the air, something incredible was going to happen.

The Sams turned toward each other, circled together. Closer and closer they inched, until they were standing hip to hip, toe to toe. Unconsciously, arms raised up, wrapping around each other’s shoulders, joining them together. Sam’s hands felt and squeezed the muscles of his clones’ biceps and triceps. Inside the circle, six pairs of eyes focused on six identical cocks, still thrusting up and down. Their balls hung low in large sacs, jostling between lithe, muscular legs. The teens were beyond lust.

Sam entered the circle, turning slowly, enjoying the sight of his multiplied body. He took his time, caressing one boy’s pecs, another’s hard abs. He drew another in for a kiss, wrapping his arms around the twin, feeling the firm muscles of his back. Their cocks pressed wetly between their sweaty bodies, one sandwiched between their identical abs, the other pushing out past their hips. He licked nipples, massaged biceps. His clones were all getting off on his self-worship.

Finally, he licked down the center of one Sam’s stomach, enjoying the crease of muscle. His tongue circled the boy’s belly button and lower still, down to the other’s proud, huge member. Sam gripped the shaft, the pole familiar in his hands and bent it down only slightly, taking it into his mouth. His image buckled as he sucked, Sam’s own cock was pressed against his sixpack, iron-hard with arousal. He enjoyed the thick member, focusing on the underside, driving his twin crazy. His hands roamed, pulling gently on his other’s large testicles, up to his rippling torso, fondling his nipples.

The others were stroking themselves, now… and he could feel hands. Hands were caressing his back and smooth sides, reaching around and stroking his shaft or squeezing his low-hanging balls as he sat up on his knees.

Sam felt his image’s cock hardening even more in his mouth, and released it. His twin quickly replaced his mouth with his own hand. Sam leaned back on his haunches. His cock laid along his stomach, well past his naval, slightly to the left. His twin groaned as he stared at Sam’s abs, stroking furiously. Orgasm hit the clone. His muscles clenched tightly, sixpack shaping into a wall of muscle. Volleys of hot cum sprayed Sam all over his chest, stomach, and throbbing cock.

His clone sat on the floor, resting with his back against the couch. Slowly, he milked out the remaining cum from his big penis, staring at his own perfect naked body.

Sam laid back, belly up on the floor. His other images converged. Gripping their own oversized equipment, they began massaging Sam’s body with their cocks. Sam watched as four cocks rubbed over his naked body, smearing the cooling cum into his taut muscles.

Sam was writhing on the ground, his twitching cock bouncing against his hard stomach. Quickly, he sat up, grabbing the nearest teen and pulled him to the ground with him. They wrapped their arms around each other, hugging tightly. The other Sams squeezed closer. Arms and legs intertwined, cocks shoved into mouths and hands. Sam couldn’t get enough of himself. Fibrous pec muscles, rippling bellies, muscular legs. The moaning began again. Sam found himself up on his knees, hugging tightly against one of his clone’s backs, feeling the hard muscles that ran along his spine against his cheek. His hands were wrapped around the front, one hand running up and down the other boy’s chest and stomach, the other stroking furiously. He could feel the teen raising up, clenching. Suddenly, he was thrusting out his cum onto the other clones. Sam moaned as he felt his image’s cock release. Just like his own, but attached to another boy’s body.

His image shuddered as he expelled his large load, falling forward onto his hands. The spent teen in front of him crawled over to the couch and sat next do the other satiated Sam. Idly, they fondled each other’s engorged, soft cocks.

Sam sat on his knees, his large pole burning with lust, towering from his groin. He grinned as he watched the other three Sams pressed together, like one monster of lust kissing, licking, and grabbing at the hard contours of their identical bodies.

Sam got up and wrapped his arms around one of his images. The other boy’s huge meat sprang free from the ass of the clone in front of him, waving proudly from his crotch.

Sam whispered in his twin’s ear, “Let me fuck you.”

“Yeah, let’s do it” replied his image in an identical whisper.

The boys collapsed to the ground. Sam’s clone laid back, abs rippling, until his back was against the floor. Raising his legs slightly, he gave Sam an inviting look at his puckered hole. Sam leaned forward, gripping himself. Slowly, he pushed against the entrance, in and out he worked, until finally, he had buried himself in his twin.

“God, you’re huge” moaned the image he was fucking.

“You’re not looking too bad, yourself” grinned Sam.

His twin’s large cock was smacking against his hard belly. His twin began jacking himself off as Sam thrusted in and out. The two other copies kneeled down and began stroking their thick shafts above the Sam that was getting fucked. Their free hands trailed down over the bumpy contours of their own abs and round, smooth pecs.

Sam could feel his balls tightening. His eyes glazed and he began groaning loudly. Soon all four of them were. Their identical lusts began building on each other. All four teens were thrusting and flexing. Their cocks began thickening up one more time. It was coming.

“Awww fuck…”

“Let’s do it guys…”

“Yeah, together…”

“All this identical muscle…”

“Look at our cocks dude, their huge… getting huger”

“Ohhh, awww, yessss, aawww fuck!”

They screamed as they released their loads. All of their bodies tightened, chests thrusted out, stomachs caving in. Sam buried himself deeply into his image, creaming inside of him. Three large volleys painted the chest and stomach of the Sam lying on the ground. Soon he was covered.

Sam pulled out his cock and added his own cum to the mix. When they had finished, Sam laid down on his clone, hugging and kissing him deeply. The cum smeared between their identical stomachs and chests. The two got up and pressed themselves against the remaining clones, sharing the sweet, sticky lubricant with each other.

Finally, they all sat back, exhausted. The light from outside was nearly gone. Sam flipped on a lamp and observed the scene. His bodies sprawled all over the room, legs splayed in different ways, muscles flexed or relaxed, but they all had the same face. Content, blissful smiles filled the room. Dimpled grins as they stared at one another. After some time, they got up and decided to shower. It was an interesting process. They decided to go three at a time, washing, caressing, jacking half-hard cocks. One of the clones gripped Sam from behind and began stroking him. His cock was slippery with soap and water, intensifying the feeling, and Sam began cumming again, painting the shower door. This led to another ten minute orgy that Sam watched, as his copies piled into the shower, pressing their naked bodies together. He could hear each one of them release. “Ohhhh… Yeahhhhh… Mmmmhhhh…” Finally, they all tumbled out, a mass of wet, shiny, Sams. They helped each other dry off, then stumbled toward the bedroom and crammed under the sheets. Two of the Sams actually had to lay on the four below because their bed was too small. The group giggled quietly, talking, tickling caressing. Several orgasms later (about a dozen, if you count all 6 of them) they all drifted to sleep.

Part 3

Sam began caring less and less about getting caught. He was enamored with himself, he loved looking at his body, loved the touching and being touched, loved the sex. His cloning sessions became more than just orgies and quick orgasms. Sam cloned himself and actually spent time with himself. Another person with the exact same likes, dislikes, and turnons were too much for Sam not to take advantage of. Sometimes he cloned few copies of himself, and after the heated stroking sessions, they’d lay around the house shooting the breeze and hanging out. Conversation went from the school day or the guys Sam checked out at school. Other times, they would slip on pairs of athletic shorts play 2 on 2 basketball outside. That was confusing… being that all of them were shirtless and looked exactly the same. But it was fun. The boys guarded each other tightly, hands feeling each other’s bare muscles, sneaking quick kisses between plays. After a long, sweaty game, the Sams would sit on his front porch and drink in the beauty of their identical, wet bodies. Ultimately, though, they always returned to sex. Sam never could get enough of himself… so neither could his clones.

He even ventured out to the public pool. A nagging feeling was growing on him that he wanted to see the expression on someone’s face when they saw three of him. This seemed like a good opportunity. Sam lived in a big city, so he wasn’t really worried about seeing anyone he knew. He sat naked on the edge of his bed and began teasing his big pole. Soon, Sam was glistening with sweat, rolling his head back. He felt that strange sensation, like an orgasmic phase-shift, separating his body into two… then three. The boys stopped their stroking and took stock of each other. One Sam stood, facing the other two, he flexed with a “most muscular” pose. His biceps and abs bulged into view, fibrous chest twitching, veins popping out. His rock hard cock dripped onto the wood floor below. The other Sams giggled, then stood. They hugged on each side of the teen’s flexing body, running their hands over his tight muscles, grinding their identical cocks against his bare sides.

“We have to stop, or we’ll never make it out” breathed one Sam.

“Yeah, and I can’t wait to see the expression on some of these people’s faces!” exclaimed said another.

“Let’s put on our suits and get out of here” said the third.

Sam was lucky that he owned three swimsuits. He was definitely a narcissist, and he loved the way his body looked in swim trunks. One of him pulled on a yellow Nike suit, another a pair of surfer boardies, and the third a blue and white stripped suit. Sam looked down, tying the drawstring so that the swim suit fit tightly around his narrow, bare stomach. Sam had been spending quite a bit of time on his tan, so all of his bodies were very dark. They stood in a circle, checking each other out again.

“Fuck, this turns me on even more than being naked!” said one of the teens as he slowly ran his hands down over his hard belly, gripping his thick cock through his suit.

“Yeah, people are going to flip when they see us!”

Sam just giggled, his abs crunching into a deep sixpack. The boys came together again, arms wrapping around each other’s shoulders, feeling their smooth, tan skin.

“Are we going to wait until our cocks aren’t looking so massive?” asked one Sam.

“Nah. That would take all day” said another.

One of Sam’s clones walked over to his closet. Sam watched the teen’s lithe bare back twitch and flex as he flipped through the clothes on their hangers. He pulled two shirts off and threw them at the two waiting Sams.

“Here. This will leave a little more for the imagination” he said.

Sam put on the loose tank-top. It was one of those shirts that you could see almost his entire bare side, covering just his front and back. He liked this shirt, it displayed his developing arms well and provided a great side shot of his pecs and abs. He caught people glancing at him all the time to try and get a view of the rest of his perfect upper body.

His clone got a normal t-shirt. With a slight hesitation, he pulled it on. The white of the t-shirt accentuated his tan all the more. The 3rd Sam remained bare-chested. The trio bounded down the stairs and out the door.

The pool was just a few blocks away, so the identical teens walked. Sam enjoyed the heat beating down on his back. He walked slightly behind his clones, enjoying the view. Cars driving by honked at the shirtless Sam ahead of him, but the drivers didn’t seem to realized that they were all identical.

Soon, they approached the pool. It wasn’t very full, mostly filled with little kids. That was a good thing, thought Sam. That way, we can have some fun without being swamped by girls. The boys sauntered up to the office. A pretty girl turned and met them. She looked up, making eye contact with them for a second… she glanced down at the abs of shirtless Sam. He giggled, and they tightened and creased. Realizing she was caught, the girl looked back up at him and smiled. Then the realization came. These guys were triplets! Sam watched as her mouth dropped.

“Umm, hey guys, you looking to swim?” she asked.

The teens smiled and one of the Sams replied, “Well, yeah, this is a public pool, right?”

“Yeah, well, sure it is… umm...” She glanced down at his bare stomach again, obviously pondering the thought of three identical sets of abs. “Its $9.75”.

Sam decided to mess with her a bit.

He pulled up his shirt, acting as if he needed to check his pockets. His abs popped into view, rippling as he twisted from left to right, patting his pockets.

He looked at his clone in the t-shirt. “Dude, did you bring money? I forgot my wallet.”

His image grinned. “Yeah, I got it right here.”

Then he lifted his shirt (but just slightly) revealing just the bottom portion of his tan belly. He pulled out a ten and handed it to the girl.

She made change and started to hand the quarter back to Sam.

“No, not me, he’s the one that paid you” Sam said, pointing at his clone on the left.

“Oh, sorry…” It’s really hard to keep you guys straight. Are you all identical?”

The three Sams beemed; the shirtless Sam in the middle gripped the other boys shoulders and pulled them towards him. Their faces were only inches apart. “Sure are. Identical triplets. Pretty cool, huh?”

She couldn’t even answer, just nodded. The teens laughed and walked around the gate, past the lockers, and into the pool area.

They strode over to three vacant lawn chairs on the far side of the pool, then winking at each other, Sam and one of his clones stripped off their shirts. Sam pulled out some sunscreen and squirted some into his hand and passed it to his clones. They all began rubbing the lotion into their deeply tanned skin, hands working over popping chest muscles and rippling abs. Sam smiled as he ran lotion slowly over his bare left arm. He could feel eyes on them, watching the display of identical lithe muscle. “Hey, do my back” said one of the clones as he handed Sam the sun block. Sam obliged, pouring a generous amount into his hand and rubbing it all over the muscular contours of his image’s bare back. He enjoyed the hardness of the body in front of him, the smooth flawless skin. They traded places and his clone began rubbing down Sam’s shirtless back.

Finally, the boys were ready. They approached the pool, several people were at a standstill, nearly gawking at them. The three just smiled and entered the pool. Two jumped into the shallows, one waded in using the stairs.

Sam dove under the water, feeling the coolness flow over his hot body. When he returned to the surface, he saw his clones. One was sitting on top of the other’s shoulders-a totem pole of Sams! Sam giggled and waded over. He snuck in from behind, gazing lovingly at his images identical tan backs. He wrapped his hands around the twin on the bottom, tickling his bare sides. Sam could feel the other boy’s abs rippling as he giggled. The other Sam teetered and fell, taking the clone on top with him.

Sam quickly waded back to the side and pulled himself up onto the ledge, dangling his feet in the water. When his images found him, Sam put an innocent look on his face, whistling a little tune. The other’s laughed and paddled over, eyeing his body hungrily. Sam looked down at his own stomach and flexed. Sitting, his abs created massive grooves in his bare stomach, the other boys obviously noticed.

“That wasn’t very nice” said one Sam.

“You’re going to pay for that” said the other.

Suddenly, they each grabbed one of Sam’s feet and pulled him in and began tackling him. One wrapped around the front, the other Sam’s back. They pushed themselves tightly together. Sam could feel a large, hard cock pushing against his own through his swimsuit. Their torsos locked tightly together, it was hard to tell where one Sam ended and the other began. Finally, they released each other and pretended to toss Sam away.

All afternoon they swam. They’d play mock fights, pushing and shoving, grabbing and twisting. These games just got the boys more aroused. Sam moaned underwater as he felt his bare torso being caressed by his identical images. After a while, Sam pulled himself up, sitting on the edge of the pool. His abs crunched again. He could actually see the other two licking their lips.

“Jump off the diving board. I’ll watch for a bit.”

The other two giggled and pulled themselves out of the pool. Sam watched in amazement as their muscles worked, flexing and cording as they hopped out, shimmering with a deep tan in the afternoon sun. Dripping, they adjusted their suits, pulling the material away from their identical big dicks (which were chubbing noticeably) and headed toward the ladder. They even walked the same way, grinned Sam. He idly ran his hands over his shirtless chest and abs as the two did some incredible dives. Sam was very talented.

After a few minutes, they decided to lay out in the sun. The boys walked over to their stuff and laid down. Sam sat up slightly, feeling the sun beat down on his bare chest and stomach. One of his clones layed down on his back, the other on his stomach. From this view, Sam could see the front and back of his cloned body… and it got him horny.

“You guys thinking what I’m thinking?” he asked.

One of his clones looked up and him grinning, “If your thinking we should rip off our suits and fuck each other like jack rabbits.”

“Yeah, something like that…” Sam replied.

The boys hopped up and collected their things. Shirtless, and still wet, they exited the pool and took off jogging the short distance home.

Their muscles worked fluidly, arms and legs pumping, bodies dripping and glistening in the sun. Sam strode next to his clone, watching the muscles of his arms and abs contracting, rock hard as they ran. He could feel his large cock bouncing between his legs, confined only by his loose fitting suit. He knew that all three of their bulges were nearly obscene. Anyone taking more than a glance would see their throbbing hardons flopping back and forth.

“I’m going to fuck you so hard!” exclaimed Sam, panting from exertion and arousal.

“Ohhh man… I want you inside me so bad!” screamed his clone.

Sam grinned and slapped the boy’s rippling stomach. His clone laughed and pushed Sam, who was not ready and went sprawling onto the lawn of one of his neighbors. Sam’s other clone ran over and held out a hand for Sam. Giggling, Sam sat up and gripped his image’s hand, and was pulled to his feet. He gave the other boy a quick hug, feeling their moist torsos slipping together for a brief moment. He flexed his abs against the boy… he felt the other boy’s stomach crunch into steel in return.

They closed the distance to Sam’s house in a few more seconds, thrust open the door, and crammed inside. Sam slammed the door shut, following his images up the steps to his room, taking the stairs two at a time. They shed their clothes in a heartbeat, massive boners flopping in front of them, smacking their identical stomachs.

Sam got an idea, and jogged down to the bathroom, grabbing some oil from one of the cupboards. When he returned, his clones were on top of each other on the bed, writhing together. The Sam on top was running his hands all over the Sam on the bottom, feeling his hard chest and abs. His cock was rubbing along the creases of the other boy’s bare stomach. He leaned down and kissed his image. The Sam on the bottom’s cock was pointing straight up against the other teen’s bare ass, pushing against the tight entrance. His hands were at his sides, allowing the other clone full access to his perfect body. The sight was fiercely erotic.

Sam’s cock hardened further, pointing upwards. Quickly, he unscrewed the cap, lifted the top, and squeezed the bottle. He felt the greasy oil flow down over his neck and shoulders, down his chest and stomach. Thick rivets were running all over him. Sam put down the bottle and began massaging the liquid into his own body. In seconds, he was gleaming from head to toe, setting off his muscles in an incredible display. He gripped his throbbing cock, smearing the oil all over it with both hands, shivering at the intense sensations.

“Hey guys” he called to his images.

They broke their kiss and looked over, mouths agape.

“Don’t you think this would be easier with a little oil?” Sam asked innocently, flexing his stomach and biceps. His muscles popped, and the boys gasped.

The clone on top flopped down on the bed next to his twin. Sam walked over to them, and standing over them, began drenching their identical bodies with oil. Their hands kneaded in the slick liquid. Sam tossed the bottle away. Soon, all three of their naked bodies were glistening. Sam hugged from behind his twin that was straddling his other image’s leg. Their slippery bodies glided against each other. Sam’s oiled cock slid easily against his twin’s bare ass. Sam’s whole body twitched involuntarily as his cock head slid between his image’s legs, poking up against an identical ballsack and thick shaft. He felt hands massaging his cock against the other, feeling his own bulbous head sliding against his image’s oily cockshaft. The boys groaned.

Sam pressed his forehead against the back of his clone’s neck, sliding it down the length of his bare back, licking the oiled skin as he went. Sam then gently pushed his twin forward, so that he was lying on top of the clone on his back on the bed. The two began making out wildly. Sam stroked his shaft slowly, enjoying the self-love below him. Their cocks were pressed hard together, pulsating as one. Hands caressed identical muscles and flesh.

After some time, Sam gripped the clone on top from behind around the chest and lifted him up again. The two reluctantly separated, grabbing with their hands for each other’s naked bodies, but couldn’t grip each other with their slick skin. Whispering in his panting clone’s ear, he said, “We’re going to double fuck you.”

The boy swooned. He sat up on his knees, instantly lining up the cock of the teen underneath. Three identical hands guided the large shaft through the opening.

“Ohhhh” moaned the twin underneath. He was clearly enjoying the sensation, with his stomach sucked in and chest pushed out. He then thrusted slightly, abs flexing as his cock buried itself in an ass just like his own.

The other Sam leaned forward and they continued sucking on each other’s faces. Sam could see his clone’s cock pumping slowly in and out. Crazed with lust, Sam stroked his cock, pumping it up just a bit more, then lined up his own sizeable member. The other’s paused as he entered. He could hear his twin moaning softly as his cock joined his twin’s. Sam pushed. Slowly, and easily, his cock slid in on top of his identical brother’s. Sam could feel the other monster pole throbbing against his. Finally, their cock head’s touched inside the other Sam’s ass. The Sam he was entering reared up slightly, all of his back muscles on display, glistening and shredding with taut muscle.

Sam ran his hands over it, feeling the hardness of his twin’s body. They began fucking.

“I can feel you inside of him.”

The other Sam moaned, “God, you two feel so huge inside of me.”

“Yeah, I can feel our heads rubbing together… awwww… feels tooo gooood.”

“Look at all this hard muscle…. Damn, we are amazing.”

The Sam being fucked was on his hands and knees, his triceps corded into defined horseshoes. Sam felt the hard muscles of the boy’s stomach and chest. He glanced down at his own flexing body and groaned loudly. All of the Sams were. Three voices blending into one.

“God, I feel you… both of you…”

“We’re together… the same” moaned the Sam underneath.

“God, let’s cum!”

Sam began thrusting harder, could feel an identical pole thrusting harder alongside his own. Suddenly, the twin being fucked reared up again. His eyes were rolling, cock flopping against his abs, twitching for release.

“Ohhh, here I cum!”

Without even touching his big cock, the boy began spraying his load. It landed all over the other boy’s chest and abs, volley after volley. Sam reached around as his twin began forcing out the rest of his load. They moaned together as he released, pushing Sam and his other image over the edge. The two boys thrusted together, then held their cocks deep inside the other Sam, their cocks pulsating and pumping their cum into his perfect ass. Both of their bodies flexed into granite. Sam looked down, catching the eye of his image as they orgasmed. Time stopped. He looked at his clones red-flushed face, down over his veined chest and biceps, to his rippling, bulging abs. The Sam in the middle began rubbing his cum into the channels, feeling the hardness of the muscles.

The identical teens collapsed onto each other, two still wedged tightly into the one. All heaving with unimaginable pleasure.

Part 4

Sam was sure he was going to hate the next seven days. At first glance, it was hard to see why. His father just announced that the family would be traveling to Michigan for a week of beach, fun, and sun. Normally, Sam would be excited for such an adventure. Spending the week in Michigan in July meant he and Noah would be shirtless virtually 24/7. Seven days of showing off and lusting after Noah’s developing body almost identical to his own gave him an instant hardon. But things had changed…

Sam’s focus had shifted. The mysterious gene had finally taken affect in him, and over the past few months, Sam had learned how to multiply his body. Doubling, tripling, and quadrupling. After one crazy night on his own, Sam had gone so far as to clone his body 5 times!

Thoughts of sex filled his mind, enveloping Sam in a lustful haze. Memories were burned in his brain of rippling muscles and throbbing cocks. Sam’s wildest fantasy had come true – his own incredible body cloned. His father was right when he said that the gene allowed him to “enjoy sex in a way that other men could not imagine.” He could still hear the moans eliciting from over-sexed teens as they caressed, rubbed and stroked each other to higher and higher levels of pleasure, then cascading together into orgasm. Sam could not shake the experience of staring into his own eyes, crying out with an identical image of himself as they simultaneously released their loads. There was no going back. Just looking was not enough. And Sam didn’t want to hide his gift. He wanted to strut out in the open with all of his identical copies.

The car ride was long and tedious. Sam sat in the backseat of the family’s quad-cab pick-up, forehead pressed against the window. He flipped through the playlists on his I-pod, blaring the music to avoid allowing his thoughts to wander. It was no use. Sam sighed as his mind drifted back to the public swimming pool. With perfect clarity, he could still see the identical images of himself laughing and pushing at each other as they took turns performing textbook dives into the clear blue water. Slowly, they pulled themselves up out of the pool, their tanned skin glistening in the afternoon sun, belly muscles rippling as they laughed, large baskets bulging in semi-arousal in their wet swim suits. Idly, Sam’s hands began glided up his plaid cargos, then underneath his shirt, fingering the hard grooves of his stomach as he casually flexed his abs. He glanced down and noted his lithe bicep muscle popping on his brown arm. One large vein snaked over the peak, making Sam want to run his tongue over it. Looking down further, he slowly pressed his sandaled feet, making his calf muscles pop into view. His large cock began throbbing, stretching against his left thigh. Sam smiled to himself as he flexed his cock, making it bounce against the fabric, granting him just the smallest jolt of pleasure. Pre-cum was beginning to create a wet spot at the large, bulbous head. As Sam drank in the beauty of his own body, lust was began to overtake him. The orgasmic phase-shift began to well up inside of him. Suddenly Sam remembered where he was. He didn’t care much if his family new how the gene worked in him, but it’s not like he could do much with his identical image in the presence of his father. With tremendous amount of will, Sam pulled himself away from the feeling, transferring his thoughts to the music blasting his eardrums. Only 3 more hours until he could get out of this fucking car.

It was early evening by the time Sam’s small family arrived at the state park and pulled into their campsite, but the weather was still burning hot out and humid. The trio stepped out of their pick-up and immediately shed their unnecessary shirts. Their father tossed his shirt through the open window of the pick-up and walked to the far end of the site, inspecting the electrical outlets.

As Sam tossed his cut-off onto the picnic table, he causally glanced over at Noah. He was pulling off his orange Auburn tee. Sam quickly became distracted from his own self-pity by his brother’s amazing body.

Noah stretched, creating an inviting view of his slight-outie belly button just above his navy blue boxers. Then he reached behind his head for the collar of his shirt and pulled it off, very slowly. It had been a while since Sam saw his younger brother shirtless. To be honest, Sam was way too preoccupied with himself over the past 3 months to notice Noah. The boy’s ab muscles were almost as defined as his own. You could count each one even when he wasn’t flexing. The large columns of muscle were sharply defined, creating three deep grooves in his stomach – one on each side of his abs, and one deep crevice down the center to his navel. The shirt pulled further up, and Sam nearly licked his lips at the sight of Noah’s developing chest. There was a definite crease in the center now. His creamy skin was wrapped tight against the muscle.

Sam’s gaze continued its journey upward. His mouth was nearly hanging open as he drank in the sight of his brother’s beautiful body. He was so entranced, that Sam barely noticed that Noah was regarding him with a curious smile.

“I’ve grown a bit, haven’t I?” said Noah as he stared down at himself and flexed his whole bare torso. Muscles leaped into definition, cording and rippling in his arms, stomach and chest. Noah stopped flexing and strolled over to Sam. The teens were nearly eye to eye. “In fact, I bet I’m as tall as you are now.”

Noah grinned and grasped Sam’s upper arms, turning him around. Sam swooned as he felt Noah’s bare back press up against his own. Their asses came together, and Sam could feel the firm yet pliable cheeks of his brother through the material. Noah laughed and said, “Hey dad, measure us. See who’s taller!”

Sam held his ground and grinned up at his dad who was now walking toward them.

“Well, let’s check it out,” said their father, who approached them casually. “You know, Noah, not everything has to be a competition.” Noah just grinned and replied, “Yes it does.”

Sam’s father looked at his boys for some time. Sam and Noah stood, bare backs pressed together, staring expectantly at their father. Sam could see his eyes traveling over both of their shirtless bodies. His eyes shifted from one to the next, then shrugged. “You know, I can’t really tell. Sam had you beat a month or two ago, but I’m pretty sure now you guys are exactly the same size.” He paused for a moment, regarding the two. “And you know what? Sometimes it’s hard for me to even tell you apart. Especially when you both let you hair grow out a bit like it is. Sam’s abs are a bit more symmetrical than yours and he’s got a bit more muscle on you. But you both are really ripped. Seeing boys like this makes a dad proud!”

Sam was a bit discouraged that he was no longer the “big” brother of the family; he had always been a bit taller than his brother. He guessed Noah was going to catch up to him in the height department sooner or later since he had topped out at 5’8’’, but still, it was a bit of a let down. But at the same time, Sam was incredibly turned on by the changes in Noah’s body. Sam and Noah stood pressed together for another moment or two. Sam could feel the warm skin of Noah’s bare back pressing against his own.

Reluctantly, they separated. Sam turned towards his brother, “You know, it doesn’t matter how tall you get, you’re still going to be my little brother.” Noah just laughed, his abs corded into six hard balls of muscle. His father was right, Noah’s abs were a bit asymmetrical. It made Noah’s stomach look unique, sexy - like it was knotted with muscle. Sam found it extremely erotic.

The boys helped their father put up two tents. Sam’s dad would be staying in a tent by himself, the brothers in the other across the campfire from each other. Sam’s cock twitched a little at the thought. Down, boy. Sam was surprised by the resurfacing of his erotic lust for his brother’s body. He watched Noah bend down to hammer in the stakes for their tent. His shoulder muscles and biceps working fluidly, his abs tightening with each blow from the hammer. Sam couldn’t help it. His large cock began pushing down his plaid cargos, rising up from his groin just slightly. Sam went to sit on the picnic table to make his rising bulge less noticeable. He watched Noah finish up, allowing his hands to roam idly over the crevices in his rippling stomach. The heat was causing a sheen of sweat to form on both boys, accentuating their muscular torsos even more.

Noah finished up and walked over to Sam, flopping down next to him on the table. The two talked a bit as their father finished up his tent and began getting things ready for dinner. What they were really doing was checking each other out. Sam was nearly positive that Noah was sneaking glances at his shirtless chest and bulging groin. Sam was mesmerized by Noah’s tight, glistening body. The whole cat-and-mouse game was really getting to Sam. He found it incredibly hot that they were checking each other out. Sam thought he’d up the ante a bit. He leaned back, placing his hands behind him and flexed his cock as he pushed up his pelvis just slightly. The mound in his pants jumped just enough to show his arousal. Noah’s eyes flickered to Sam’s crotch. There was a silence for a few moments. Then Noah leaned back and mimicked Sam’s actions. Sam grinned as he saw Noah’s cock twitch a bit as well. Maybe he is getting off on this just as much as I am.

Sam’s dad cracked the moment when he asked the boys’ help in getting the campfire started. Reluctantly, Sam and Noah complied, sliding off the picnic table and hauling firewood to the pit. Sam was beginning to change his mind about this trip. Reconnecting with his brother was a lot of fun. Noah’s goofy sense of humor was right up Sam’s alley. And every chance he got, Sam was drinking in the sight of his brother’s muscles. Sam began to notice all types of changes in Noah’s body. His legs appeared longer, his calf muscles bulged a bit more, his nipples were slightly larger… and those abs! After his father had mentioned it, Sam just couldn’t get over the strange effect those crooked, rippling abs had on him. It was pure sex watching Noah’s lithe stomach twist and flex. And there was something about the peeking… the trying not to get caught. It created a sexually charged atmosphere without the blatant arousal that Sam experienced with his clones. Sam would never go so far as to say this type of sexual tension was better than cloning… but every once in a while, it was kind of fun.

Evening came and the sun began setting behind Lake Michigan, creating a post card perfect view for the small family. They cooked their dinner and ate, spitting seeds and throwing corn cobs into the fire. Sam glanced casually across the campfire, watching as the light flickered over his brother’s shirtless body, causing shadows to dance over his muscles. Everyone was in good spirits as they sat, chatting it up with fun stories about school and memories from the boys’ childhood. Before they knew it, they had talked themselves to midnight.

“Whoa, it’s getting late. I best be heading off to bed” said their father. “Don’t stay up too late, but make sure this fire is out before you two go to sleep.”

“No problem, dad” said Sam. “I’ll be up for a while. I’m not tired at all.”

“Yeah, me neither” replied Noah quickly.

Sam glanced over at his brother who was grinning crookedly at him. Butterflies filled his stomach.

Noah waited just long enough for their dad to zip up his tent before picking up his chair and setting it down, facing Sam, not even pretending to be looking at the campfire. He always had been the impulsive one.

Whispering, Noah spoke first, “Ok, Sam. Enough of this crap. You’re into me, aren’t you? I can see it all over your face, and your crotch. I mean, holy shit, you’re pitching a tent down there! Not to mention that you can’t stop staring at my abs.”

Sam was muted by the absolute bluntness of his younger brother. Blankly, he stared into the fire.

“Hello? Listen, I know this is kind of blunt. But I thought maybe we should get this uncomfortable part out of the way first so we can get to more of the fun stuff… We’ve got an entire week together! Why waste the time?”

Sam turned and looked into the blue-gray eyes of his brother. He looked hopeful. His eyes were pleading, almost yelling at him – Tell me this is true! But the ramifications were hitting him. They were flesh and blood. They had to live with each other for the rest of their lives. He and Noah were close. Did he want to wreck that? Was it even legal? But his over-active cock was giving him away. Noah glanced down at Sam’s thick, bouncing member and smiled.

Sam replied with a meek, “Yes.” He continued, heart pounding, “But Noah, think about it. I don’t want to ruin this.” Sam spread his arms out, taking in the scene.

This gave Noah pause for a moment. He turned back to Sam. “I get it. That’s something I didn’t really think about. But, Sam…” Noah sighed. Sam observed his brother’s bare belly as it inflated then receded back into six deep, angled grooves.

“I’m so into you. God, you’re perfect. I want to touch you so bad. I don’t know what it is. It’s like you are me, two years in the future! Dammit. Just look at yourself, man. Those pecs, your big biceps, that rippling sixpack!”

“Hey, your abs are pretty amazing, too” Sam replied.

Noah grinned and ran his hand over his stomach. “Yeah, I know… but it’s like I’m slowly becoming you, Sam. It’s sooo hot. I love you like a brother, and I always will – but you’re killing me, man! PLEASE.”

Sam heard his father rustle. He stood up, and grabbed his brother’s bare shoulders, shaking him back to reality. A feeling like electricity flowed through him. Noah looked up at him, instantly quiet. “Geez, shut up, will ya?”

Sam paused, then said, “Yeah, ok? I mean, yes. Yes, let’s do it… but you’re gonna see something that might be kind of freaky.”

Noah looked puzzled for a few moments, but then, suddenly, realization spread across his face. “The Gene” he whispered. “It happened to you???”

Part 5

A smile crept across Sam’s face. For all of Noah’s growth, he still didn’t have his powers yet. He was still the big brother after all. Slowly, he released his hold on Noah. Turning his chair so that it was facing his brother, Sam sat, his arms draped across the armrests, and allowed his hands to run all over his naked, muscular torso. As he eyed Noah, Sam’s demeanor began to shift from reluctant to all in horny.

Sam glanced down at his own flexing and twitching muscles, watching his hands travel over his own smooth skin. He could see the fibrous striations in his pecs and shoulders. He squeezed his pecs together and watched them push upward against each other. Sam’s glorious cock was pushing up against his cargos again, the pulsing mushroom head clearly visible lying along his left thigh. There was no hiding the large organ now, not that he wanted to. Lust was overtaking him.

Sam glanced back up at Noah. His eyes were glazed over, nearly drooling as he stared at the obscene display. He was pushed forward in his chair, looking like he was ready to rip the pants off of Sam. Noah was taking short, shallow breaths, his stomach pushing in and out, cording into a mass of six rippling muscles. Sweat beaded on his dark, thick bangs. Clearly he was just as aroused as his brother.

Such a cute fucking kid, Sam thought.

“There’s no one else awake in this entire place, is there?” asked Sam innocently.

“Ohhh, I don’t think so,” breathed Noah.

Sam sank back deeper into his chair, stretching his muscular legs in front of him, pressing his bare feet into the soft earth, his toes gripping the cool soil. His hands drifted down to his cock, which he slowly gripped with both hands. A soft moan escaped his lips.

Noah’s breathing was audible. Noah was staring at his brother’s perfection, hazy with lust, dying to place his hands on his tight, rippling body. Sam sensed this and smiled, showing his sexy-cute dimpled cheeks.

“Yeah, the gene started to work in me. For the past few months, actually.” Sam was swooning. He rolled his head back as feelings of pleasure built up inside him. Unconsciously, Sam was unbuttoning his shorts, pushing them down, kicking them away. His oversized cock flopped up onto his rippling belly, precum streaming down over the thick shaft. Sam gripped himself with his left and moaned. His big balls jostled low in their sack, flopping slowly against his bare ass cheeks.

“I knew it” whispered Noah, completely frozen and transfixed by the perfect naked form in front of him. His own cock rock hard in his shiny, black athletic shorts. “It’s felt like you’ve been so far away… like you were totally hooked on something. At first, I thought you were on drugs.”

Sam laughed. “No, not me… well not exactly. The gene is just like a drug.” Sam pushed himself up suddenly. His iron cock pressed tightly against his stomach, climbing proudly above his navel, smearing precum onto the bottom of his sixpack. “Noah, it’s my wildest fantasy come true. You can’t imagine what it feels like. All of you… I can’t wait until the gene happens to you too.”

Sam settled back, his eyes pressed shut as he took in the sensations. The feelings were getting stronger as he tried to explain the impossible to his brother. Sam spread his lean, muscular legs wider, his left hand continued to glide over his large, slick cock. He reached down with his right and gently tugged his egg-sized testicles. His muscular calf muscles twitching as his toes kneaded the ground. “It’s just too much… the pleasure, the sex…”

He opened one eye to look at Noah. “Do you want to see it?”

Noah indicated with the slightest of nods. It was all he was capable of.

A wicked grin spread across Sam’s face, “Thank God! I can’t stand being contained. I haven’t done it in days. Too long…” Sam was groaning softly, licking his lips. “Ohhh man… Noah here it comes, here it comes…” He let himself go, allowing himself to duplicate.

Noah gasped as he witnessed the materialization of a second Sam directly behind the original. The second boy emerged like vapor from the air. His form beginning as a shadow, then defining, sharpening… Then suddenly, he was. Sam’s clone was grinning, standing directly behind the original. Naked and just as aroused as Sam, precum was dripping from the large, angry head of the clone’s cock. He stepped forward and ran his hands down over Sam’s shoulders. Sam looked up staring into his own eyes. The two shared a sensual, passionate kiss.

They released the kiss. The standing Sam walked around and sat down on the lap of the sitting Sam. Noah was going crazy. There were two identical boys in front of him. Their bodies rippling with identical muscles, moaning in identical voices, grinning identical grins. He was consumed by their identical legs rubbing against each other, feet pressed down against each other. The large cock of first Sam pushing up against the ballsack and shaft of the Sam on top.

“Oh man… Sam… two of you??? That is so fucking hot” groaned Noah. “Shit… I could blow without even touching myself!”

The Sams were nearly oblivious to their brother. The Sam in the rear was kissing and licking the front Sam’s shoulders and neck. His hands wrapped around and massaged their twin cocks. He gripped both the shafts and bent the cockheads together, slowly touching and caressing the tips against one another, lightly thrusting his pelvis into his identical image. The Sam in front was smiling and flexing his amazing naked body for Noah. His arms were up in a double bicep pose, his stomach sucked in and flexed into steel.

The Sams stood, facing their brother and wrapped their arms around each other’s bare shoulders, allowing Noah to consume every inch of their twinned bodies as they stood before him. The thought crossed Sam’s mind that he was completely exposed, naked in the woods, showing off his amazing ability. He had been waiting for an opportunity like this for so long. Sam felt completely freed, relishing his own duplicated nakedness. A soft breeze kissed his bare back. Sam’s cock became even more rigid, pushing upward to a 45 degree angle, leaving his large, jostling balls behind between his creamy thighs.

The Sam on the left said, “We’re both me, Noah. Identical copies of the same person.” With their bodies pressed together, the boys looked like one massive person with two heads and twelve abs. The Sam on the right continued, “We share every fantasy, every desire. Even our thoughts are the same because we are both me.”

Both boys were beginning to visibly writhe, getting off on the incredibly erotic setting. Their identical abs contracting in and out, chests puffing up, nipples hardening. Sams turned back together and embraced, hands climbing over their smooth shoulders, then down over their narrow waists. The two made out passionately, losing themselves again in their combined lust for each other. Their big cocks ground together, purple heads pressed against one another past their hips, pointing at Noah.

Noah began cumming in his shorts at the sight, but the duplicated Sam didn’t notice. He was too busy pressing his face against a chest identical to his own, grabbing his twin’s bare ass, jamming his middle finger between the soft cheeks and into his burning hole. Sam grinned as he heard his own voice cry out.

Sam and his twin separated, faces flushed as they continued to get off on each other. They grabbed their cocks and pulled them upwards, so that the sensitive undersides were touching. They could feel their gigantic balls filling up the space between their legs, testicles flopping together. The Sams gripped each other’s bare ass, leaned back and began thrusting their pelvises. Their cocks slid easily over each other causing the twins to groan in one identical voice.

They stared at their doubled body and moaned. Sam cried out, nearly wimpering, “Oh god, it’s happening again…” Another naked Sam materialized behind Noah and began massaging his bare shoulders. The teen’s bobbing cock pressed against the neck and cheek of his younger brother.

Noah leaned back, his chest heaving from his last release. Sam #3 continued to massage him, hand drifting down over his firm chest, pinching the other boy’s firm nipples.

Noah looked up and saw that Sam was still grinding against himself. It was almost like he was fucking a mirror, but now, his copy was also jacking their two cocks against one another. One of the Sam’s whispered, “Another…” The Sam behind him moaned and bent down to Noah’s ear, “and another…”

Two more clones appeared, lying on the picnic table. They were in the middle of a passionate 69. Noah could see their mouths engulfing identical 8.5 inch cocks, their stomachs breathing in and out, rippling with muscle on every contraction. In the corner of Noah’s mind, he wondered if Sam could feel all of this pleasure. They were all him, after all.

Sam #3 walked in front of Noah and kneeled down in front of him, Sam’s hard cock pulsing straight up against his rippling abs. “God damn, Noah, look at that stomach. Those crooked abs are so hot.” Sam #3 leaned back on his own haunches and flexed his abs. Six tight, symmetrical balls of muscle corded into view. “Mine are so even.” Sam place his right hand over the right side of his stomach, then repeated the process with his left hand on the left side. “Exactly the same on each side…”

He looked up at Noah. Slowly reaching out to caress his brother’s rippling shirtless abdomen. “But not yours. Your stomach is incredible. It makes you look even more muscular, all your abs bunching in different ways. It’s so unique.”

Sam #3’s hands were running all over Noah’s body, causing him to shiver with pleasure. The teen leaned forward and began tonguing Noah’s stomach and chest. Noah giggled at first, but then groaned with the pure eroticism of it all. He was being worshipped. Noah ran his hands through Sam #3’s shaggy hair and over his bare shoulders, guiding the other boy’s mouth around his now gleaming torso.

Sam #1 and Sam #2 had stopped their grinding and were facing Noah again. One of them reached down and grasped the other’s cock. A moan escaped him and that was enough for a 6th Sam to materialize to his right. Noah watched as that Sam stretched his arms to the sky, showing off his incredibly narrow, muscle-packed waistline. The boy’s cock bobbed huge and hard before him.

Sam #6 grinned and bent down in front of the other two and grasped both of their cocks. He gave each Sam a sensual blowjob, tonguing and sucking like the expert he had become. Noah could see the Sams identical abs rippling as pleasure filled them.

Then Noah’s attention was drawn to Sam #3’s ministrations. The boy had moved down and was idly tonguing his outie belly button, but his hand had moved to Noah’s thighs and groin, grasping his thick shaft.

Sam #3 looked up at Noah with surprise. “Have you been hiding something, little bro?” Noah grinned, “Well, I might have grown a bit since the last time you’ve seen me.”

Sam replied, “That’s not a bit, little buddy.” He leaned back and pulled Noah’s black shorts tight against his thigh. Noah’s cock became perfectly framed, showing off its immense length. “That’s a fucking telephone pole.”

Sam turned to his identical images, “Guys, come over hear and check this out.”

Curiosity and arousal, the six Sams crowded around Noah, their bodies pressed tight together, pushing each other out of the way, heads peeking around shoulders for a better view. Finally, two of the Sams kneeled down by the already seated Sam #3. Six identical faces poured over their attractive younger brother. Twelve hands were idly caressing Noah and each other.

Noah became suddenly hesitant, gripping the waistband of his shorts. “Sam, I’ll show you, but maybe not with such a crowd.”

The Sam’s giggled together. “Dude, I could understand your apprehension if this were actually a crowed” said one Sam. Another Sam continued, “but don’t worry little buddy, it’s all me.” A third Sam said, “No one here but you and your big brother.”

Noah paused, taking in each of his brother’s six faces. He could see nothing but the same earnest expression on each boy.

Noah sighed, “Yeah, ok… Fuck it.”

With that, Sam #3 grabbed Noah’s waistband and yanked it down. Sam was not prepared for what he saw. None of them, except maybe Sam #3 really was.

Out flopped the biggest cock Sam had ever seen in his young life. And it was attached to his younger brother. Gasps filled the night air. Noah’s cock flopped like a mackerel on his thin stomach, bending slightly all the way up his smooth torso to his left nipple!

“Oh my God. Look at that thing,” cried one Sam.

“And I thought mine was big,” exclaimed another.

“It must be a foot long,” said a third Sam.

Noah, now as naked as his brother(s), stared down at his own gigantic equipment. The thing was pulsing against his left pec. He flexed it just a bit and it flopped out three inches, then smacked him in the chest squarely between his nipples. It slid back to its original position on his left side.

Noah grinned crookedly at himself. “Yeah, it looks like I won the lottery with this one,” he said.

Sam reached out and gripped the monster at its base. More of the Sams reached out, adding to the totem pole of hands. It took four Sams just to reach the throbbing head. They held their hands there for a moment, totally engrossed by the massive organ.

This was crazy. Sam had the largest cock in his class. He’d catch stares from the other boys in the showers after soccer practice and P.E., but even his oversized equipment was no match for Noah’s ponderous cock.

One of him whispered what they were all thinking. “Maybe this is the gene for you, Noah. I mean, hardly anybody gets a cock this huge.”

Noah pulled Sam’s hands off his huge endowment replacing them with his own two (just two!) hands.

“Naw… I mean, maybe, Sam, but it doesn’t feel special. You know? It just feels like part of me. I wonder if dad has a cock this big.” All of the boys’ boners throbbed at the though of another horsecock as large as the one before them.

“Have you ever measured it?”

Noah grinned and looked up at the inquisitor. He sat up, causing his abs to crunch into an amazing display of muscle and placed his left elbow on his groin right next to the root of his giant cock and pressed his donkey-sized dick along his forearm. The shaft traveled all the way down his arm, the tip resting in the palm of his hand.

“Of course, I have,” laughed Noah. “Do you think I’m not proud of this thing??? It’s grown 2 inches this summer. So far, I top out at 13 inches.”

No fucking way. Sam stared dumfounded as Noah wrapped his hand around his own massive organ. He pushed it down, trapping it between his creamy thighs. The cockhead oozed way down by his knees. Then he pulled it toward himself, causing the proud member to rise up nearly parallel to his rippling belly. The large, mushroomed head pulsed squarely between his pricked nipples.

He gave it a few quick strokes. The Sams began stroking their own oversized members, twinges of jealousy fleeting through their subconscious.

Noah was amazed at the attention he was receiving. His body shivered as he pleasured himself. His rippling sixpack bunched into a strange conglomeration of muscle.

One of the Sams moved behind another, lining up his cock with his clones waiting hole. The boy in front barely registered the entrance, moaning as he became filled with himself.

Noah grinned and looked up at everyone. “You’ve probably have never done what I’m about to show you either.”

“Suck it?” breathed one Sam. “Oh yeah, we’ve done that.” Another said, “It takes three of us, but I can suck myself off pretty good.”

Noah groaned. “No, not sucking yourself. I kinda figured you could do that. I mean, your equipment is pretty huge too…” Noah paused his hands at the top of his cock. Pulling it towards his face, the boy gently nuzzled it against his own cheek, then gave the immense knob a kiss - “Just not colossal.”

“No… I meant because you can clone yourself so many times you’ve probably never bothered to try this… just watch.”

Noah leaned back in his chair, which caused his gargantuan penis to look even more huge. He stared lustfully at it as he stroked. Long luxurious runs over the immense shaft, quick velvety caresses over the giant cockhead. Noah was working himself into a fever pitch. The horsecock emanating from his slim groin was pulsing and flexing all on its own. The knob turned red, then purple. It swelled larger and larger. Suddenly, Noah froze.

He groaned softly as thick strands of cum began oozing from the top, running down over his knuckles. Noah’s stomach was contracted into sharp relief, his wirey chest flexed and striated.

Several Sams began releasing their loads as well. “That’s so hot…” whispered Sam.

Noah came back to reality. He grinned at his giant cock and bent it towards him, slowly licking up the sweet nectar straight from the source. He replied, “Yeah, I know… but I’m not done…”

His hands resumed their ministrations on the huge organ, now pulling a bit more demandingly. The smacking sound of his wet, cum-covered cock filled the night air.

“Ohhhh yeah…” groaned Noah. “Yeah, baby, give me some more…”

With that, Noah paused again. Once again cum began drizzling out of the half-inch piss slit, flowing down over his thirteen inch cock.

Suddenly, the Sam that was fucking himself let out a growl and released his load. His balls pressed up against an identical pair of low hangers from the boy in front. Cum streamed down over their identical testicles and the thighs of his clone.

Over and over, Noah worked himself to orgasm. He was painfully patient and visibly writhing as he brought himself right up to the edge but not over. Cum was pouring out of his cock like a fountain. He paused several times and pulled his cock against his body, smearing the excess over his smooth pecs and abs. It was even pooling down between his bare feet and writhing toes.

Sam himself was too turned on to think. He looked around and noticed that there were more of him. More than he ever dared to or was able to replicate before. Sam did a quick head check. When the number flashed in his mind, Sam was completely overloaded… 11??? The thought of eleven of him, all with incredible, identical bodies and dirty minds coupled with the sight of his younger brother cumming like fucking Old Faithful sent him over the edge.

Sam released. His days’ old load sprayed high into the air, then landing all over Noah’s perfect rippling, wirey, oversexed body.

The damn broke. Noah’s head tilted back, he flexed his ass cheeks, pushing his enormous cock even higher. His hands flew over the drenched shaft and his final load erupted out of the thick cockhead. All around him, boys were cumming. Identical rippling stomachs pushed out load after load. They were aiming for each other, for themselves, spraying their seed into the open air. Sam collapsed in front of the seated Noah and found two of himself waiting to embrace him. His wet cock sliding over the smooth torso of his identical image. Their six legs intertwined fantastically until no one could tell which legs belonged to which boy.

Sam could see Noah’s toes pushing into the ground in front of him, the boy’s smooth calf muscles contracting into diamonds. Cum was dripping onto his bare back. He looked up and saw Noah, focusing on the sight of the three identical copies below him. He was aiming his immense cock down over the side of his chair to drip his final drops of cum down over their gleaming triplet bodies.

All around him, Noah could see images of his older brother writhing, flexing, cumming. They were rolling on the ground together, wrapped up in each other. Sand and dirt coating sweaty, cum soaked skin and they writhed, kissing and licking whatever attractive appendage was near.

Noah ran a hand over his own bare belly, wiping cum into the channels of his crooked sixpack and he grinned, thinking… Man, we are some dirty boys. Next stop… showers.