Brandon kept on flexing and showing off for his mates. Normally they would have balked at the idea of a naked man showing off in front of them. But now there was a certain kind of magnetism about Brandon.
There was a rumble from Brandon's gut. "Hey Rick, I am fucking famished. All this growing has left me a little starved. Get in the kitchen and cook me some food. Make sure there is protein and tons of it!"
Rick scurried away, obedient to the teen god. Brandon continued to show off to his buddies. By now he had inched up to 6 ft 3 inches but his growth had seemingly slowed to a halt. His cock, however, was slowly becoming engorged. By the time Ric came back with some food Brandon was already fully erect, his fat cock pressed against his abs.
"Took your time, old man."
Brandon sat down to the pile of steak meat and mince that Rick had hurriedly cooked up. He stuffed his face with one hand, while stroking his cock with the other. As the meat his his stomach, that familiar feeling came back and he could feel himself starting to grow again.