Broadening Ken's Horizons - Chapter 10 - Phil Him Up
As usual, this is adult subject matter. Don't read it if you're too young to do so.
The next afternoon during work, all I could think about was my upcoming date with Julie. It had been forever since I had been out with a female. Lots of thoughts crossed my mind on where we should go, what we might do and what it would be like to fuck a vixen.
The last thought kept threatening to give me an erection, so I decided to think of something else - like the increase of hair on my arms. Fortunately, my arm hair was pretty light, so I didn't think removing it would cause any undue attention. I figured if anyone noticed, I'd explain that it was to better show off my muscles. Still, I decided I should probably mention all the side effects to Tank to get his opinion.
I called Tank on his cell phone as soon as I got home from work. I could hear the sounds of a restaurant in the background. He went to a quieter place so he could hear me better.
"What's up, buddy?" he asked.
"I'm a little concerned about some side effects that I've noticed since I started taking the pills," I explained.
"Like what?" he asked with a tone of concern in his voice.
"Well, obviously we expected massive muscle growth. I've put on 35 pounds in about three weeks. I'm not concerned about that. But there are a couple things I didn't expect."
"OK, like what?" Tank asked again, still with a tone of concern.
"Well, my balls are bigger and hang lower. My cock has grown about an inch and a half and I'm shooting a much bigger load on a consistent basis."
"That's probably about right," Tank said. "Before I took the pills, my cock and balls were smaller, probably close to the same size as Tom's. And I didn't used to shoot quarts of cum like I do now. Anything else?"
"I've gained about three inches in height," I continued.
"Hmm," he pondered for a bit. "I didn't gain any height. That is a little strange. I'd just keep an eye on that. Is that it?"
"Today I noticed the hair on my arms was a bit thicker and darker," I said. There was a long silence on the other end. "Tank, you still there?"
"Yeah, yeah, I'm just thinking," he finally replied. "Maybe Tom was right. You should probably stop taking the pills. Maybe everything will wear off."
"OK," I said, feeling slightly relieved. "I'll do that. Thanks, Tank."
"Hey, no problem, buddy," he said more jovially this time. "Hey, come on down and grab a bite with me. Your favorite waitress is working tonight."
"Got a date tonight," I explained. "Maybe another time."
"A date?" he asked. "Who's the lucky guy?"
"Actually it's a lucky girl," I explained. "Got to go or I'll be late. See ya."
"A girl?!" I heard him exclaim as I hung up. I laughed at the surprised tone of his voice. That should leave him guessing. My phone immediately rang, Tank's name showing on the caller ID. I let it roll over to voice mail. I had some arm hair to remove.
I had purchased some hair removal creme on the way home. I slathered it all over my arms, then washed it and all the hair off down the sink drain. That looked much better. I got dressed for my date, called Julie and agreed on a spot downtown to meet for dinner.
When I pulled up to the appointed spot, Julie was waiting. We decided to walk to the restaurant, a nice quiet Italian place. We made small talk, enjoyed a great meal and each had a glass of wine. Afterwards, we ended up at my place.
I poured us both a glass of wine while Julie looked through my selection of movies, picking one and starting up the DVD player. We sat on the couch and she snuggled up close.
About midway through the movie, Julie had started running her fingertips idly around my arm, occasionally fondling my biceps, which I dutifully flexed for her. Eventually, her fingers had made their way down my abs and were slowly circling around my crotch area, teasingly out of range of my cock and balls.
Meanwhile, I had been idly fondling around but not really touching her breasts. The deciding moment came when she guided my hand directly over one of the pert little globes so that I could directly play with it through the thin fabric of her blouse. That's when I found out she wasn't wearing a bra. I made fast work of unbuttoning the top enough to make direct contact. Julie finished the job by completely removing the blouse and guiding my face down to one breast.
I suckled on one nipple. It seemed a bit odd with a nice smooth nipple sticking out of a furry breast, but it was still a turn-on. Julie already had my belt and pants undone and was busily rubbing my cock to a full erection.
I decided to reciprocate and unfastened her jeans, slowly running my hand down under the tight fabric. I was honestly hoping I wouldn't find a sheath down there, given past history. I wasn't disappointed - Julie was a genuine female. I found her already wet slit and soon had a finger inside, finding the entrance fairly tight.
After a few more minutes of fondling, we eventually had all our clothes scattered around the living room. We were both on the floor by this time, in a sixty-nine position. Julie was on top, lavishing my hard cock with her tongue and trying somewhat unsuccessfully to slide the thick shaft into her maw. I was working over her pussy, making a sloppy mess between her juices and my spit. I was hoping I hadn't grown too large to be able to enter her tight hole with my cock.
With both my cock and Julie's pussy both soaking wet, she climbed off me and laid down on the floor, smiling at me. She spread her legs apart and used a couple of fingers to do the same with her pussy lips. I crawled over top of her, aiming my cock towards her waiting hole. She helped me along by grabbing my cock and gently guiding it until the head was right at her entrance. Then she wrapped her legs around me and gently started playing with my nipples using her claws.
I slowly and teasingly worked my cockhead around her slick hole, gently inserting a little at a time. She was guiding the effort with her legs, pulling me in or loosening her grip when it was time to wait as she adjusted to my thick member.
After a couple of minutes, I felt the head slowly slip on past her tight pussy lips and entering into the silky smooth love canal. I gently continued to work my cock deeper into her, always mindful of the signals she was giving with her legs which were now more tightly wrapped around my waist.
Once I was most of the way in, I could tell I was bottomed out. My cockhead was pushing against an immovable barrier and she was gently pushing me back with her front paws. I leaned down to her and we locked into a passionate kiss.
I slowly ground my cock in and out of her tight, wet pussy, feeling the silky smoothness tight around my shaft. Julie had her claws holding onto my back, urging me on as I picked up speed. I could feel her claws slowly digging in as she started panting more heavily.
As we continued in a more frenzied pace, I could tell that my cock was slowly going even deeper. With each inward thrust Julie would close her eyes and grab me tighter with her claws which felt like they were about to puncture my back. She was also clamping down on me with her legs, urging me to push in as deep as I could go.
Eventually, Julie just clamped down on me and held me tight inside her. She arched her back a little, tensed up and let out a long, low growl. I felt her whole body tighten up around me, including her pussy which now had a death grip on my cock.
Right in the middle of the throes of her orgasm, I finally let go with my own. I felt several long streams of cum erupt from my cock, quickly filling her to overflowing. Cum started leaking out around my cock and running out onto the floor in a small puddle.
We laid together for quite some time, my still hard cock deeply embedded in her pussy. She was still panting lightly but had finally released her death grip on me. My back was hurting from her claws. I was hoping I didn't have any puncture wounds.
When I finally went to pull my slightly softened cock out of her, I was a little surprised at how much cum came out behind it, creating a pretty good puddle on the floor. Looking at my cock compared to her body size, I was surprised that I managed to fit so much inside her.
We ended up moving to the bed after she decided to spend the night at my place. We enjoyed another slow fuck in the bed before drifting off to sleep, but not before changing the soaked bed sheets after I made a mess with another big load of cum. I was going to need to buy a lot more bedsheets if this was going to keep up.
The next morning I dropped Julie off at Tom's office and I went on to work. After my talk with Tank, I decided to stop taking the pills he had given me. I figured only time would tell if any of the effects would reverse or not. I did continue working out with Tank, though. I was really getting into all the admiring glances from others checking me out.
The next couple of weeks were generally uneventful. Julie and I got together a couple of times. Tom and I had a couple of workout sessions. Tank and I worked out several times each week.
Even though I had stopped taking the pills, I hadn't noticed any of the changes reverting. If anything, some of them were continuing unabated. Tank and I took advantage of a quiet after-hours time at the gym to check my various stats.
"OK, step on the scales," Tank instructed, as I climbed onto the fully automated device. Tank punched a button on the control panel. The electronic display showed my weight in glowing green digits.
"243 pounds," I read the result aloud. Tank only nodded in agreement.
"Stand up straight, I'll check your height," he continued, pressing another button on the panel. Some type of laser scanner briefly swept up my body then shut off. My height appeared on the display. Tank and I looked at it, then at each other.
"Six feet, five inches," he said. "Where were you last time you checked?"
"Two inches taller than about two weeks ago," I explained.
We both thought about it for a couple minutes before Tank spoke up again.
"Still having hair issues?" he asked.
"Still just my arms," I replied. "I've been using hair removal gel about three times a week."
"Hmm," he pondered, then nodded down towards my crotch. "How about down there?"
"Still growing, from what I can tell," I said. "I haven't measured for a while, though."
"I'm going to find a tape measure," Tank said, looking around the room. "Strip down and get it hard."
I dropped my clothes as Tank looked around for a tape measure. I worked my cock up to a pretty good erection just as he was walking back, tape measure in hand. He slowed as he approached, a look of surprise on his face.
"Damn, dude!" he exclaimed. "That's one big piece of meat. Here, measure up." He handed me the tape measure and I stretched it out along the top side of my cock. We both glanced down at the tape for several seconds.
"Just short of eleven inches," I finally spoke up. "About two inches in the past couple of weeks. I'm cumming like a garden hose, too. Probably because of these." I lifted up my heavy balls for emphasis.
"I'm all done cleaning the place," I heard a familiar voice approaching. It was Roger. "So I'm heading out. Damn!" Roger walked up to us and saw me standing with my cock still fully erect.
"OK, Roger," Tank replied. "See you later."
"You're fucking huge!" Roger exclaimed, still standing nearby. "I mean, your cock as well as your body. How did you do that?"
"It's a long story," I started to explain as Roger walked up closer.
"Are you..." Roger started, then looked me over from head to toe. "Taller?"
"Sorta," I started to explain, until Tank interrupted.
"He is. He's been taking some supplements I gave him," Tank said as I winced. I needed to stop him quick.
"I just look taller because of all the muscle growth," I interrupted Tank, to no avail.
"Supplements?" Roger eyed us both suspiciously. "Does Tom know about this?"
"No, and we aren't going to mention this, are we?" I said, looking somewhat threateningly at Roger. "I already stopped taking the pills once I noticed some of the changes. We're hoping the effects will reverse themselves."
"OK, not a word from me," Roger said as he backed up slowly a couple of steps. He still looked at us suspiciously, a fact that hadn't slipped by Tank. Tank reached out and grabbed Roger's arm before he could back away any further.
"Listen," Tank glared at Roger, pointing a big finger at his face. "This is all my fault. Any word of this gets out and you'll find yourself on the wrong end of this." Tank was now pointing at his own crotch.
"Let him go," I quietly said to Tank. Then I turned to Roger as Tank let go of him. "Not a word, OK? I need to work through this. If I can't, Tom is the first person I would go to, OK?"
Roger nodded his head as he slowly backed away, before turning and running out the door.
"I don't trust him," Tank said, turning to face me. "Wanna fuck?"
Tank certainly had a way with words, I nervously thought to myself and laughed.
"Sure," I replied and headed towards the showers. Tank followed close behind, stripping off his clothes as we walked.
"Do you want to top?" Tank asked after we were in the showers, warm water spraying on us. We thought we had the place to ourselves, but I noticed someone else was in the locker room. Tank looked for a few seconds, too, then called out. "Hey Phil. Come on in."
Phil was the palomino horse that had been at Tom and Tank's place for some of their parties. He gave a wave and headed on into the showers to join us.
"Hey guys," he said as he turned on another shower head. He looked down at my cock, which I realized was still rock hard. "Am I interrupting anything?"
"Not at all," Tank said. "Join us. Anyone else out there?"
"Nope, we're it," replied Phil. "Damn, Ken, I don't remember your cock being that big."
"I guess you hadn't really seen it hard," I quickly replied.
"Guess not," Phil shrugged. "So, how are we doing this?"
"How about I top Ken," Tank suggested. "And Ken can top Phil. That way I can hold Ken up in between us."
"Will that thing even fit in Ken?" Phil asked, looking down at Tank's cock, which was already dangling down full length and starting to harden.
"Sure," Tank explained, rubbing lube over the length of his now semi-erect cock. "I top Ken all the time. C'mon, Ken, hop on. Let me get all the way in, first, then I'll hold him up so he can fuck you."
I bent over in front of Tank and he slowly pushed his cockhead past my ring. After a few minutes of grunting, pushing and wriggling, Tank finally bottomed out. Phil pulled his own cock to a full erection and slowly jacked it as he watched in amazement.
Once Tank was all the way in, he lifted me up off the floor and held me up so that my back was flat against his chest. As usual, you could clearly see the outline of Tank's cock snaking up from around my navel and curving in a gentle arc around my chest, crossing just below my ribcage. I slowly rubbed the cockhead under my skin and moaned while Phil rubbed lube all down my rock hard cock.
"That's just unbelievable," Phil shook his head. "But so hot. Come on and stick your big cock inside me, Ken, before you pass out."
Phil turned around and bent over a bit, raising his long white tail to reveal his pucker. Since Tank had me suspended, he had to do the maneuvering. Tank stepped forward and I grabbed my cock, guiding it to Phil's entrance, firmly planting my head in the pucker.
Tank leaned in towards Phil, fucking Phil with my cock. He slid it in faster than I would have, but Phil's moans verified that he was enjoying it anyway. After just a few seconds, my entire cock was buried in Phil's ass. Tank almost had me mashed between them.
Tank lowered my body until I was pretty much laying on Phil's back and grasped me around my waist. I pushed myself up a bit onto my hands, leaning on Phil. Tank then pulled about half his cock out of me, backing up in the process.
Once in position, Tank started pulling me back onto his cock, burying it to the hilt while my own cock slid almost all the way out of Phil's hole. Then Tank would slide me off his cock until I was bottomed out in Phil again. Tank repeated this movement, pushing and pulling me so that both Phil and myself got a good fuck.
Eventually, I was about to bust a nut, and I could tell Tank was getting close, as well. Just as I felt Tank's cock head start to flare, he almost literally slammed me deep into Phil. That put Phil over the edge, too, as I heard his cum start splattering on the floor.
Tank started filling up my guts to bursting with his seed just as I felt my first load travel up my cock into Phil's ass. I pumped several heavy loads in time with Tank's shots, both of us stopping about the same time.
Tank remained in me, to allow his flare time to shrink back down, but he pulled me out of Phil. That released a huge amount of my cum from Phil's ass, splattering all over the tile floor. I looked up at Tank then nodded towards the thick puddle on the floor. He quietly nodded back in acknowledgment before Phil turned around.
Shortly after that, Tank's cock slipped out of me, spilling his massive load out of my ass and adding to the mess on the floor.
We all cleaned up and headed out of the shower. We dried each other off and got dressed. I picked up my cell phone and noticed I had missed a call. It was Tom.
"Damn," I muttered under my breath.
"What?" Tank asked. I showed him my phone. "Little snitch. You go on home and don't worry. I'll talk to Tom."
"OK," I replied. I still worried all night about it. Who knows how Tank would handle this one.