Henry was jerking off furiously in his bedroom. He had patiently waited until he could hear his older brother, Sam, get in the shower. He stretched his 6’4”, toned body along his bed, feeling his large feet and firm calves dangle over the edge. He pumped his cock as he slowly removed each piece of clothing, until he was completely naked on his mattress. He looked around the space, before fixing his eyes on a large poster over his desk. Leonidas, the champion boxer and Henry’s crush, was flexing his brawny arms on the poster. His cocoa-brown skin was glistening with sweat, and his tight boxing shorts left very little to the imagination. Whilst his ripped chest was completely hairless, showing off his washboard abs, and heavy, powerful pecs, the man’s face was covered in a thick, dark beard. Henry’s eyes explored the man’s body, looking at Leonidas’ bright, blue eyes and luscious head of hair, before staring at his crotch, which bulged outwards considerably next to the man’s slogan; “Worship the King!”. Henry wish he could. His brother and his friends thought he was a huge fan of boxing, since his room was overflowing with Leonidas memorabilia. T-shirts. Boxing gloves. Even Leonidas condoms, which were sprawled along his floor and desk, unused. As Henry grew close to cuming, he looked at a large, plastic bottle on his desk, which was filled with a colourless liquid, with the label “KLS” stuck around it. As he felt his load begin to travel from his balls, he heard his bedroom door swing open.
Turning his head to face the open doorway, he noticed his older brother was standing there naked, with a small towel wrapped around his tight waist. He looked at Henry with a mixture of shock and revulsion. The boy grinned as he tried to stop, but it was too late. He moaned loudly as he came, his cock shooting a thick stream onto his chest. Sam groaned in disgust as he covered his eyes. When Henry stopped, the boy pressed his head further into his pillow, breathing deeply, with a wide grin. He slowly ran his hand through his quiff, flexing his arm. He wasn’t embarrassed to be naked in front of his brother. In fact, he quite enjoyed it. Seeing Sam’s 6’8” musclebound frame, and juicy thighs, be wrapped up in such a small towel was quite amusing to him.
“BRO! What the fuck?!”
“You should knock next time. I could’ve been doing a lot of worse things than this.”
“You’re not doing that ever again in my apartment.”
“What? Come on, you were 18 once. Surely you did the same?”
“I don’t care. My apartment, my rules. You’re banned from doing THAT ever again. Just for that, you can cook dinner tonight.”
“Fine.”
“Oh, and Sasha’s coming over tonight.”
“Great.”
Sam slowly dragged his body into his room next door to Henry’s, his face still in shock. Henry could see his plump asscheeks push out through his towel, turning the boy on again. However, he resisted the urge and followed Sam’s orders, mainly because of the extremely thin wall separating their bedrooms. He grabbed a Leonidas-branded towel, and wiped his load off him, before quickly changing into a pair of black sweatpants and a grey vest, which was stained with his sweat. The boxer’s logo, a bloody crown, was pressed against Henry’s left pec, and the word “WORSHIP” ran along his butt in large, gold letters. He looked in his mirror, making the same double-bicep pose as Leonidas on the poster, smirking as he kissed his strong arms. Leaning in, he frowned as he ran his fingers along his smooth jawline. He grabbed the bottle on his desk, and stared at it intently. He began to breathe heavily as he carefully opened the lid. An overpowering wave of man-scent puffed out the bottle, filling his nose. His mind raced, and his cock stirred in his sweatpants. He knew tonight wouldn’t be the night, but he just wanted to check if it really worked. He slowly tipped the bottle, and poured a drop onto his hand, the liquid instantly absorbing into his skin. Feeling a huge rush of energy, Henry left his bedroom, and strode into the kitchen, bringing the bottle with him.
Their apartment was barely big enough for Sam, and so when Henry moved in, there is virtually no living space for these two giants. For the first few nights, Henry had to sleep in his brother’s gym, before moving all of the equipment into the living room. The pair would usually work out together, with the sports channel blaring from the TV. Henry had to focus hard not to get a boner whenever Leonidas’ towering 8’3” frame came on screen. The kitchen connected all of the rooms in the apartment together. The boys would have to squeeze past each other in the tiny cooking area in the morning as they had breakfast. Henry could always tell when Sam was in there, as he would often hear the pots, which dangled from the ceiling, clang together, as his brother would yell in pain. It’s clear the apartment wasn’t built for someone as big as Sam, who had to constantly duck his head in the short doorways, and dodge the ceiling lights. Henry loved it, his hormones constantly raging whenever Sam had to spread his wide legs apart to fit underneath the small dining table, accidentally putting his giant bulge on full display for Henry to stare out.
Henry opened the fridge, which was stuffed with an assortment of meats and protein shakes. He placed the bottle behind the food, as he grabbed some ingredients, as well as a shake. Henry began preparing a meal for three. As he did so, he would take huge swigs of the shake. He felt even thirstier than usual, and the heat of the stove soon warmed up the kitchen. He could feel the core of his chest start to burn up, as he felt heavy amounts of sweat pour down his face and armpits. He was tempted to take his vest off, which was now damp with his juices, until he heard the clanging of the pots behind him.
“FOR FUCK’S SAKE!”
He felt Sam’s thunderous voice travel straight through him, as he turned to see his brother in a confined t-shirt, and bright green nylon shorts. Sam’s huge pecs stretched his shirt so tight, that Henry could see his rippling abs move as the man breathed. The short sleeves were like corsets on his powerful traps, and thick arms. The boy could see his brother’s bulge poke out though his shorts, and his hairy, strong legs on full display. Henry smirked, as he saw Sam’s now smooth face, showing off his sharp jawline, and defined cheekbones.
“Hey, you shaved.”
“Yeah, so?”
“I just preferred you with a beard.”
“Are you my girlfriend now?”
Sam laughed as he patted Henry on the back. Henry pretended to laugh with him.
“Geez Henry, you stink.”
“I don’t think she’ll mind. She’s been here enough times, she’s probably used to it.”
“I live here and I’m not used to it. Get changed.”
“Why?”
“A wet vest and sweatpants? We have a guest.”
“Oh, but wearing your workout clothes is OK?”
They both laughed as they heard the doorbell ring. Sam began to panic.
“Fuck! She’s early.”
“She seems keen. Guess I won’t have time to change. What a shame.”
“I’ll get it. Get in there and change-“
“Dinner’s ready.”
“ARGHH!”
Sam’s outburst quickly subsided as he opened the door, letting Sasha in. Although she is an incredibly small person, standing at just 5’2”, her giant tits and ass would look too big on someone twice her size. Underneath her long coat she wore a tight, black sports bra, and leggings. She was holding an overnight bag, which Henry could see was stuffed with condoms and spare clothes. Her breasts were the first thing to touch Sam as they hugged, her head resting on the ridge between the man’s pecs. Sam moaned softly as she pressed her body into his crotch, massaging his aching balls. Henry was cleaning the tiny dining table as she entered the apartment.
“I’ll take your coat.”
“Thanks Sam. It’s so nice to see my favourite 2 boys in the whole world!”
She wrapped her bare arms around Henry’s wide shoulders, their hug lasting much longer than her hug with Sam. Henry could feel her bulbous tits push against his chest, turning him on. He could hear her breathe in deeply, taking as much of his musk in as possible. Sam was too oblivious to the overpowering sexual tension between his brother and his girlfriend. It’s clear she loves the smell of a man’s sweat, and Henry knew that. Although he was a virgin, and was more turned on by Sasha’s boyfriend, he could feel his flaccid member begin to harden. As the hug eventually ended, Henry quickly turned around, adjusting his cock in his sweatpants. Sam also did the same with his shorts.
“So what’s for dinner, big boy?”
“Just a couple of steaks. Nothing special.”
“Great! I love meat!”
As Henry served the dinner to the couple, they sat around the table, with Sasha between the two brothers, her butt acting as a large cushion for her small frame. Because of their size, Sam and Henry sat with their thighs wide apart, bending their legs to fit under the table. Sasha’s thighs were rubbing against both of their knees. The boys ate incredibly quickly, moving onto their fourth portions before Sasha finished her first. She watched them, giggling.
“You boys sure eat a lot.”
“Gotta beef up babe. Coach’s got a new training regiment.”
“I bet you’re his star player.”
“Thanks. In fact, he said Henry might-ahhhh…”
Sam’s voice trailed off, feeling Sasha’s small, warm hand travel up his huge thighs from under the table.
“…Sorry, um, he said Henry could even tryout for the squad.”
“That’s great! Ever thought about getting into rugby Henry?”
“I, uhhh…”
He looked up to see Sam staring into space, unaware that Sasha’s hand had slithered into the man’s shorts, and were pumping his stiffening monstercock silently. Henry continued.
“I think I prefer boxing.”
“You should consider Rugby. All those men in tight shorts. I know I’d join if I could.”
She laughed, quickening her pace with Sam’s cock, who had grabbed onto the corners of the table, desperately resisting the urge to moan aloud. Henry watched his brother, confused.
“I could give it a go I guess. I’ll think about signing up for the school rugb-woah…”
Henry suddenly felt Sasha’s other hand grab his semi-erect member, rubbing it eagerly. He looked down, seeing his cock grow erect to a larger size than usual. It was around 3 inches bigger. His eyes widened as Sasha’s hand reached into his sweatpants, and wrapped her delicate fingers around his meaty shaft. She jerked them both off, as the boys tried to look as normal as possible. Seeing them stifling their deep moans made the girl giggle, as Sam began to speak.
“Ohhh-thanks for the dinner Henry. I expect you-uhhhh-must be feeling really tired after today.”
The boy saw his brother’s wide eyes stare back at him, sending the obvious signals for him to leave.
Henry was about to cum when he reluctantly stood up, trying to hide his obscenely tented sweatpants from his brother. A large wet patched had formed around his crotch.
“You’re right. I think I’ just gonna go to bed. G’night you two.”
“‘Night Henry.”
“Good night big boy!”
Sasha winked at Henry as he briskly left the kitchen. On his way out, he caught a glimpse of Sam’s cock, which was now out of his shorts, and was glistening with a thick layer of precum, as Sam’s seed slowly dripped onto Sasha’s hand. He then looked up to meet Sam’s eyes, as they both stared at each other. Sam’s face quickly grew red with embarrassment. Henry froze, realising he had been caught checking his brother out, as he dashed into his room. The moment he closed his door, Henry stripped off his sweatpants, and gripped his throbbing member in amazement. He whispered to himself.
“Holy fuck! It really worked! OH-“
A large spurt of precum hit his bedroom door audibly, as the large boy exhaled quickly. Grabbing the measuring tape on his bedside table, he held it against his cock. 9 inches. He was stunned.
“9?! I’m huge! Oh God, my-ohhh-“
His balls had swelled considerably in his sweatpants, and are now the size of tennis balls. He cupped them gently, feeling his seed fill them up. Judging from how much precum is leaking from his large tip, he knew his load was going to be massive. He needed a place that would be easy to clean up after. The bathroom quickly entered his mind. Desperate, he opened his door slightly ajar, peeking through the gap in his doorway, into the rest of the apartment. He could see Sasha and Sam in the living room, using the workout equipment. Sasha was on the bench press, lifting the weight bar, as Sam stood over her. His massive hardon tented his shorts, sticking out 11 inches over Sasha’s head. Henry could hear his girlfriend laugh as she sensually pulled his shorts down. Seeing his brother’s colossal boner in full view almost made Henry cum where he stood. He watched Sasha squeeze his plump ballsack, as she licked his thick shaft. Sam’s large hands grabbed Sasha’s tits, rubbing them with anticipation, until he lifted her up, and walked towards Henry’s door, making out.
The boy panicked, closing his door loudly, and lying on his bed. He heard them go into Sam’s room. Their muffled voices seeped through the thin wall. Henry, hearing Sam’s deep moans of pleasure, thrusted his cock into his hands. The sounds of Sasha’s loud yelps, and Sam’s single-bed creak rhythmically, entered the teen’s room. It wasn’t until Henry heard Sam’s moans turn into grunts did the boy feel his balls twitch. As Sam let out a powerful, erotically-charged roar, Henry moaned aloud, sending load after load onto his vest and torso. His cock shot out more of his seed then he has ever seen before, drenching his chest in his cum. Roughly 5 minutes later, his dick eventually died down, turning flaccid as it flopped onto the newly-formed puddle of cum on his stomach. Henry breathed incredibly heavily. His body ached, as if he had just run a marathon. He was so exhausted from the experience, he almost passed out from the powerful orgasms that rocked his entire body. Tired, and shrouded in a layer of warmth from his semen, Henry’s eyes closed, as he drifted off to sleep.