Showering in this body is quite the experience. You definitely have Jay's, well, Nick's genetics since Nick is the twin that's your father. It's like being in Jay's body but with too much pent up teenage energy. And despite being ten years younger than your old body, it's bigger in pretty much every way. For the first time, you're thinking of maybe keeping a new body. This older's Scott's memories slowly begin sinking into your head as you let the water run over you. Your dad and mom getting pregnant in high school, deciding to keep you and get married right after graduation but still managing to get through college and get good jobs.
It also doesn't take long in the shower to figure out like most of the bodies you've wound up in, you find yourself fantasizing about men. Though you still feel a bit spent from back to back orgasms, even with the youthful hormones coursing through you. You lather up and rinse off, stepping out of the shower. Wrapping your towel around you, you head back to your room only to hear your cell go off as a text comes in.
'My apartment 20 minutes. Wear something grown up. I'll give you another hint.' You don't even need to look at the number to know it's Henry beckoning you again. You feel heat rising in your chest and a pounding in your skull. You're getting sick of him jerking you around, and a plan suddenly forms in your head of giving him a taste of his own medicine. Wear something grown up, huh? Well, this body was 19, it was technically an adult it would do to start, but not to finish.
Walking over to your nightstand, you yank open the top drawer and scan the box of condoms. You find the one you're looking for, the biggest in the box, in black packaging with the letters STALLION-XL printed across it. You ruled it out right away, no way would it put you -back to normal, but it would do to teach a lesson, before you go though, you find the twin to your last pick to turn into older Scott and put both in your wallet. Grabbing your keys you leave the house and start your drive to Henry's.
Going up to his apartment you knock on the door. Henry pulls it open a moment later and looks you up and down. "Bro?"
"Who else?!" You say with a bit of bite as you shove past him into the apartment. He's older, but you're bigger.
"Oh fuck, barely legal jock. I've had this dream before. Only he showed up in a pizza delivery uniform." Henry says with much too much desire in his voice.
You shoot your brother a withering glare. "We're fucking brothers, dude."
"Fucking brothers is exactly what I have in mind." He grins but it withers a little as you glare at him. "We're not really brothers, not with you in that body."
"Maybe I'm straight like this." You try bluffing.
"You're not. Even if you find a body attracted to women you're still going to go for men, too. It's how they work, always gay or bi." Henry shrugs as he steps closer. "Even switching back won't fix that. You'll probably be bi in your old body from now on, maybe even just plain gay."
"The fuck, dude? Why would you do that to me?!" You glare as he motions you to keep your voice down.
"Shh.. I have neighbors. And besides, it's part of getting back at you. You made my life hell when you found out! Well, now you are, too. Consider it your Scrooge moment." He steps in range of your fists, holding his arms wide. "Go ahead, beat me up for it. I'm used to you being an ass."
You feel your fists clenching. Teenage hormones are not great for tempers, but then you remember your plan. Henry flinches as you put your hands on either side of his face, but then relaxes when you press your mouth against his. You feel his hands sliding up under your shirt and over your chest. When you break the kiss he finishes pulling your shirt over your head, then strips himself of his own, showing off his slim, most hairless torso. Another kiss and you both are working at each other's pants as you make your way back to the bedroom, though you remember to reach into your pocket and pull out the STALLION-XL, hiding it in the palm of your hand.
This is your first time seeing Henry's dick, and realize it's pretty much a match for yours in your real body. Whatever condom he uses to turn back might just be the same one for you. But he whistles as he looks at yours. "Damn, you really do overestimate your size if you're trying to get back, but fuck I'm going to love getting stuffed by that thing." Without a word you shove him back on the bed and he spreads his legs eagerly. Propping his legs up on your shoulders, you bring the condom wrapper up to tear it open with your teeth, then quickly roll the pre-lubed, dark black condom over your already hard cock. It's big enough to slide right on, but too big to stay on, and you have to use one hand to hold it down at the base of your cock. If it's loose on a 7.5 incher, you're almost afraid what it'll turn out to be.. almost. But Henry will certainly have trouble sitting for a day or two.
"I know you're new to this, but you gotta lube up first, bro." Henry says as he slides a bottle down the bed towards you.
"Already handled." You say back as your push the tip of your cock against his asshole. Already you can feel the tingle in your cock that says the condom is doing its thing as you push your head inside of Henry.
"Are you using one of them?! Shit! You're going to change us both! Which one is it?!" Henry actually starts to sound a little frantic as he looks at you.
You just grin back. "That's the point, a little turnabout's fair play. And you'll find out. At least you know how to turn back."
Henry grips the sheets tightly and moans as you push inside of him, his ass feeling tighter with every passing moment, or rather, your cock getting bigger. "Oh shit, it's one of the big ones, isn't it?" He clenches his eyes and whimpers softly as you finally can't push any deeper and begin to slide out, getting ready to work a slow rhythm to loosen him up before really going to town.
Your balls, already heavy feel like they're even heftier, swaying as you begin to rock, each time brushing your thigh just a little lower. But your cock isn't the only one getting bigger. Henry's more modest member is also growing right before your eyes, the STALLION-XL working it's magic on both of you. Henry moves his hand from the sheets to his cock, pumping it with one hand until his fingers can no longer meet around it's girth, then adds a second hand.
He looks down at the growing monster in his hands with realization, "Oh no.. not the Stallion." His ass is already stretched taught around your now soda can thick member, a perfect match in thickness to Henry's tool. "That thing is eleven inches!"
The skin on Henry's cock seems to be darkening slightly, taking on a natural tan, his sparse pubes suddenly thickening into a dark, curly bush. Your own pubes turn from dark blond to pitch black, and tightly curled. Though with each thrust you find it harder and harder to get your full length into him, and start settling for just the front half of your growing monster. The way Henry is moaning with each thrust, you don't think he's finding it as painful as he expected, though you do grab the bottle to add a little more courtesy lube to your giant cock.
Henry's hard cock seems to dwarf him, looking almost cartoonish on his shorter slender frame, the head almost reaching the middle of his chest as it drools pre across his torso. His new tan coloration starts to spread out from his cock, his body growing larger as it seeps across him like paint. You find it suck a turn on watching your brother change, you hardly notice something similar happening to you until you look down and notice your own skin is darkening far more than Henry's, right past tan, beyond just brown, to a deep shade of dark chocolate. As your chest darkens your nipples turn almost black.
Henry's eyes slide open as he looks down his torso towards you and moans. "Oh god.. I think I've had this dream, too." His voice is noticeably deeper. Where his skin darkens to tan, his brown hair is turning black, though with a loose wave rather than the tight curl happening to your hair. You feel a tingle on your scalp and reach up curiously to feel only stubble left on top of your head, though another tingle around your mouth lets you know a goatee has grown in, the light dusting of hair across your chest and stomach becomes a bit denser, covering your pecs and six pack in short curly black hair. Pecs that are swelling larger, growing to rounded mounds of muscle. Each time you thrust you feel stronger, your can feel your body growing heavier, stockier. From jock teen to adult body builder. You have to spread your legs apart and adjust your grip on Henry as muscles push your limbs apart.
You also have to shift your grip on Henry as he is getting larger as well. His legs getting heavier on your shoulders as your newfound strength makes it easier to bear that weight. You have a front row seat to the muscle growing in his legs and ass, and the fuzz, going from a light dusting of leg hair to a dense covering with even a light dusting of fuzz on his ass. The head of Henry's cock is no longer laying in the middle of his flat chest, but at the top of a six pack, pointed at the twin mounds of muscle making up his chest. You're not the only body builder in the room it seems, nor the hairiest. A thick but short-trimmed coating of black hair practically swallows up Henry's chest and flows down his abs to meet with his dense thicket of pubes. A full beard grows on his jaw, neatly trimmed but with the hint of a shadow on his neck and cheeks, even his pits are dark bushes of dense hair. Swarthy and hirsute, he looks Italian or Greek, and big as he is, you can't help but think you might be the bigger, at least in muscle. Your cocks seem matched inch for inch.
His cock gives a twitch and you feel him clenching around you. "Fuuuuccccckkkk...." He says in a deep baritone. "I'm gonna cum!"
You just grunt in response, feeling your own balls churning beneath you. You plunge in deep, filling the condom with load after load of your thick seed as Henry empties his own load the first two blasts powerful enough to hit the wall behind his head, the rest landing in stringy ropes along his hairy torso.
Pulling out, you yank the condom off of your dick, tie it up and without looking loft it over to the waste bin. A waste bin you know instinctively wear it is. Then you flop on the bed next to Henry, the much larger bed, making the box spring creak. It's no longer the bedroom in Henry's apartment, but a large and rather nice master bedroom with a large king size bed in the middle.
"Huh.. this isn't my usual bedroom as Marco." Henry says with a bit of curiosity, but it's got some of his stuff.
"Marco?" You say, your new voice deep and smoky, as you look over at your brother.
He points at his cum stained chest. "Marco, it's who I turn into with that fucking Stallion condom. Jesus, I feel like I took a jack hammer to my ass. I've never bottomed as him before, but damn.. I think I like it."
You scrunch up your own brow in thought, then reach down beside the bed for your pants, at least you think they're yours, and fish out the wallet. You flip it open and check your ID, reading aloud. "Tyson Rossi-Jones.. 29.. 6'4"... 260? Fucking hell.."
"Wait, did you say Rossi? That's Marco's, er, my last name.. oh.. that's new." You look over to Henry or Marco staring at his left hand, or more specifically at the gold band around his left ring finger. With a sudden panic you look at your own left hand to see a matching ring on your finger. "Guess we're married." Henry says with a laugh.
"Shit, we can't be married! We're.."
"It you say we're fucking brothers one more time.." Henry cuts in. "It is what it is, and actually, I think I might like to stay like this a bit. We've never been this close before."
"No, you promised if I came over you'd give me a hint." You want to be angry with him, but every time you look over at him you feel this.. warmth in your chest, and a twitch in your cock.
"And I will, but first I'm going to wash this cum off before it dries, it's a pain to clean it out of body hair once it does." He leans in closer to you and before you can pull away locks you into another kiss. You wanted to hate it, you try to think about how wrong it is, but you find yourself returning the kiss eagerly. Just as you think you might be ramping up to round two, Marco breaks it off and gets off the bed to head to the bathroom. You just watch hungrily as he walks away and closes the door behind him. No.. not Marco, Henry, you try to keep the image of your brother in your head, but Tyson's memories of being with Marco are coming on strong.
God, you needed to get out of this body before you decide you want to stay in it.