Frank managed to find some clothes to fit his bigger frame. He was the same height as his dad now, but he was
definitely more muscular. His shirt fit rather snug over his wide shoulders and thick torso. He took another
look at himself in the mirror, giddy at how chest hair was sticking out the collar of his shirt. He stroked
his scratchy face, briefly considering getting back into the pool. He never thought about being older in the
past, but after what had just happened to him, he wanted it to happen again. It wasn't even a curiosity at
what he'll look like in the future, it was like an addiction. His body craved the cool feel of the water and
the inevitable march into old age it would lead to. The thought disappeared as he heard a rhythmic knock
downstairs. George had arrived. Frank gave himself one last glance before heading down the stairs and looking
through the peep hole. He never realised how short his friend was, but of course he was 6 foot even now. He
called out through the door "OK George, remember that I'm Frank even if you don't believe it".
The door swung open and George stared slack-jawed at the man in front of him. He was super muscular and hairy
and tall. There was no way this could be his friend. But he did mention something about the swimming pool.
Maybe it was magic. But luckily George had prepared for this moment. "Wow, OK... If you really are Frank then
you'd know the answer to this question. Eleven strawberry pecan square?".
Frank grinned, he knew exactly what to say. They both came up with a nonsensical phrase to say to the other in
case they were a robot or clone, resulting from watching a scary movie they both had no right seeing at their
age. Well George's age. Frank could watch whatever he wanted now, even the special channel he caught his dad
watching once. "Eight orange peanut triangle".
George was stunned, it was his friend alright. They promised to never tell anyone their secret passcode no
matter what. This man, old enough to be his father, was really his 7 year old friend. He tried to say
something but he just stuttered, making the man let out a deep booming laugh. Finally he said one word.
"How?".
Frank led the boy through the house and out into the back yard and pointed at the pool. "I went swimming and
suddenly I'm a man. That's why I called you over. I thought you'd want to be a man too".
George looked at the sparkling water, beckoning him to slip under its cold waves. The air conditioning in his
house had broken down and he'd been struggling to fight the heat. He almost dove in straight then, were it not
for his mom. She would be home soon and would surely panic if he wasn't there. He didn't even leave a note for
her to say where he was. "I'm sorry Frank but I can't. I didn't expect to be here long. I haven't told my mom
where I am or anything".
Frank frowned at his friend. He was hoping they'd be adults together. He didn't want to go through this alone.
But he had an idea. He picked up his friend and threw him into the water. The boy came up to the surface,
gasping for air and disorientated. Frank yelled out to him "Now you're in the water. I'll run over to your
house and leave a note on the door for you". George thought it over and reluctantly nodded in response. Frank
ran into the house to get a pen and paper. He hastily wrote a note out, struggling to make it look neat as he
fumbled with his much larger hands, and bounded out to George's house. The driveway was still empty. He stuck
the barely legible handwritten note to the door and ran back in minutes, all without breaking a sweat.
He entered the back yard to find George paddling about the pool, having stripped out of his wet clothes. He
didn't look much different, yet Frank could tell he had matured a bit. He watched the boy swim a bit, and that
urge to dive in started to come back. He stared at the water, trying to resist it. He hadn't noticed he was
slowly taking off his shirt and pants as he tried to ignore the desire. Then without a second thought, he
dived into the water, causing a big splash. He stood in the shallow area, admiring how his wet body hair
looked covering his body. George yelled out to him "What are you doing? you said yourself this water makes you
older!".
Frank called back "I know, I want to be older. Even older than my parents. How cool would that be?".
George wanted to respond with horror that his friend wanted to keep aging, but he understood the man's desire.
The pool was just too alluring, it filled you with the desire to age. He just ignored him and got back to his
own changes. He had only been in for a few minutes but he'd already grown taller, now able to stand up in the
shallow water without having to crane his neck and balance on his toes. It looked like the hair on his arms
was beginning to darken as well.
After 5 minutes, the changes were evident in both of them. George had undergone a major growth spurt, already
reaching the same height as Frank. He also avoided the bean-sprout phase that his friend went through, keeping
lean and muscled throughout. He'd long outgrown the underwear he was wearing to protect his ever-growing
modesty, throwing the ripped fabric out of the water. The hair on his arms and legs had grown considerably,
and a few hairs were starting to pop up on his previously smooth chest. His teen hormones were going wild and
George kept swimming around the pool, trying to keep his thoughts on something other than his sudden intense
attraction to his friend. Frank mainly kept to the side of the pool, not wanting to disturb George just yet.
He was beginning to enter middle age as more grey hairs were springing up in his lengthening facial hair and
around his temples. His huge muscles were softening as his well-cut abs were beginning to fade. Small lines
were appearing at the corners of his eyes. His massive cock was straining for release from his boxers, but it
wasn't the right time. George was still too young. He wouldn't even understand these feelings as a boy and yet
the water seemed to age his mind along with his body. He ran a hand through his hair, thinking it felt a
little thinner than normal.
Another 5 minutes had passed and George had reached 20 years old. He had surpassed his friend in height by
several inches. He had kept his lean muscles, if getting maybe a bit bigger. Hair had spread across his body,
accentuating his muscles. He had a light stubble covering his now adult face, looking like a young movie star.
He had stopped swimming and went to join Frank at the side of the pool, trying to cover the throbbing erection
he had from him but Frank noticed it straight away, smiling to himself at its length. It was above average but
was nothing compared to his. He stroked his softer stomach, remembering when he had a body any man would kill
for. Now he was 40 years old, his belly was slowly starting to grow outwards, a bulge noticeable. Grey hairs
were now appearing in his body hair, while his beard was now a greyish hue from the amount that had appeared.
His hairline had receded by a few inches and a bald spot was slowly appearing at the back of his head as his
hair gradually thinned. He brought a meaty hand down to his boxers and with one swift movement, yanked them
from his waist to show off his huge dick, solid as stone. George glanced over and gasped, he'd never of
thought they'd got that big. Frank grinned widely at his friend's reaction, wrinkles spreading across his
heavily bearded face, which failed to entirely disappear once he stopped. He pulled George's head down and
they started to kiss, arms wrapping around each other and boners colliding. After their intense passion,
George had turned around and Frank grabbed him by the waist, both ready for this life-changing moment.
Frank slowly stuck his cock into George's ass, both gasping from the pleasure. He gently eased it in until he
could smoothly pump it in and out. He started to rhythmically thrust, getting quicker with every passing
moment. While they fucked, the water was continuing to age them. George was getting hairier, a small patch
starting to spread across his lower back and spreading from his chest and up his shoulders. Frank was packing
on the pounds, his small gut growing with every thrust until he had a large belly jiggling from the rhythm.
His hair completely receded, his bare scalp shining in the sun. His beard was growing scraggly and greyer.
Eventually he let out a guttural roar as he intensely came. George quickly joined him, both twitching from the
pleasure. They leant against the pool wall, panting from the intensity. George looked over to his friend,
taking in how much he'd changed since he first saw him that day. Most of his hair was grey, and his beard was
starting to turn white. He had put on at least a hundred pounds, his metabolism slowing to a crawl, giving him
a large flabby belly and a pair of hairy man-boobs that sagged down onto the round gut. Frank returned the
look, seeing how George had turned into a fine man, his lean body now sporting a healthy covering of thick
black hair. His stubble was starting to lengthen, and a few strands of grey hair appeared in his temples.
George leaned down to Frank and seductively said "you ready for round two?".
Frank let out a hearty laugh and said "Unless you have some Viagra handy on you, I don't think I'm going to be
ready any time soon". His huge cock had quickly gone flaccid after his intense climax, and no manner of
arousal was going to get it hard again.
George slapped his friend's large belly, making it jiggle in the water, and said "Well you are looking a bit
past your prime there. Maybe you should get out of the water while you're still, what, fifty?".
Frank considered his friend's proposal. He certainly wasn't expecting to become a fat, greying bear when he
first discovered the water and yet he felt exhilarated. He wouldn't even dream of being younger. And although
George wouldn't admit it, he looked up to his friend, wanting to become just as old as he was, and even
further, wanting to be a bald and white-haired old man. The virus was affecting their brains, making them want
to stay in the water, and the longer they stayed submerged, the more of a grip the virus had on them. Neither
of them made an attempt to exit the pool as George turned 30 and Frank turned 50.