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Kyle rested for a moment as he listened to the hulking jock's slow, rhythmic breathing. He could feel the star athlete's massive pecs rise and fall in time with the breathing. Kyle's head rested right at the point where the two large slabs of muscle met. The crook between John's immense pecs made for a very comfortable spot for Kyle to rest his head, but he knew he needed to get up soon. He didn't want to be in his current position when the managed inevitably barged in to check on the damage.

He was still having a hard time believing all that had transpired during his shift. He had seen the absolutely enormous local muscle god, Alan stride into his place of work clad in just a small thong that didn't even fully hold in his colossal nuts. Alan's monstrous cock was flying free for all to see. It would have been a night to remember even if the hulking, brown haired slacker hadn't drenched the entire establishment in a tidal wave of cum.

Even more surprising for Kyle was that the school's star football player had come in too. Kyle had had the hots for John since the first time he had attended a football game earlier this year. The school football uniform hugged every inch of John's colossal, brawny frame. Even more fascinating was the contraption that John had to wear down below his waist. It wouldn't be right to call it a jock strap. It was something far more complex. It was more like an armored carriage for his nuts. The large, plastic and foam device hooked to the giant stud's waist and held his immense balls upwards and inwards as well as soaked up the impact to his gigantic nuts. There was a large counterweight on the backside that completely obscured any view of John's beefy ass, but so much of the rest of the beautiful stud's other bulging muscles were openly displayed that it didn't bother Kyle too much. It didn't hurt matters that Jon's enormous cock was given its own cloth pouch on the front of his ball carrier that did nothing to hide the size and shape of the glorious organ. If anything it just drew even more attention to it. The very sight of John's phenomenal cock had been seared into Kyle's memory.

Over the next few months Kyle had seen the massive jock around campus a few times, but he had never once dared to make a move. Not only was it not considered smart for a dangerously twinky freshman to attempt to make contact with the campus jocks, but there was the small matter that Kyle would probably cream himself if he got within twenty feet of the gigantic Adonis. Even without the hundreds of pounds of muscle stacked onto his frame, John would have been a giant to Kyle. Standing at only 5'2 there was over a foot and a half of difference between their heights.

Despite their lack of direct contact, Kyle had seen plenty of John around campus. For one, it was hard to miss someone of that size, and for another, Kyle was not above scoping out choice asses, especially ones that were as massive, beefy, and scantily clad as John's and Alan's. It seemed that once dudes got a certain size, it just sort of became natural for them to wear as little as possible. Kyle did not mind one bit though. It made sense on some level, and he just loved seeing those massive, beefy bods exposed for all to see. He had eyed Alan's absolutely colossal dong on numerous occasions, and he had certainly scoped out John's titanic cock just about every time he had seen the dude walk by. He had often dreamed about seeing the behemoth fully erect, and yet, he had never dreamed that he would actually see that leviathan completely hard.

It was hard for him to imagine that he was currently straddling the enormous tool that haunted his wettest dreams. The linebacker's dick was easily thicker than the lithe waiter's entire body. Kyle had to spread his legs wide as if he was riding a horse in order to rest against the stud's broad, brawny chest like he was currently. John's beefy torso was so brawny that, at least in terms of width, it was like a full sized bed to Kyle. There was no way he could hope to ever wrap his arms around it. That didn't stop him from trying, though. He had his arms spread as wide as they would go, and even then, he only managed to get his fingers to reach around to the underside of John's impeccable lats.

Kyle was so overwhelmed with how huge the linebacker was that he let slip a small whimper and a thick load. He could feel the warmth flooding the front of his work pants, but he was beyond caring by this point. He was more amazed that he had any jizz left in him to cum.

"Wilkins!" barked a harsh voice from somewhere near the kitchens. Kyle immediately leapt from his comfortable human bed and snapped to attention.

"Yes, sir!" Kyle replied automatically as if he was being called by a drill instructor as opposed to a restaurant manager.

"What are you doing there!? This is no time to be taking a nap!" The short, heavyset, balding man admonished. The older man was dressed in the same white button up shirt and black slacks that Kyle was wearing, although the manager's outfit was definitely far less drenched in cum.

"Sorry, sir. I tried to help this gentleman back to his feet, and he was far heavier than I could lift. I must have, uh... slipped." Kyle replied as smoothly as he could.

"Clearly..." The manager replied skeptically. "Either way. We've got all the guests out of here. The cleaning crew will be along in a minute. In the meantime, I think it's time you went home. Nicole and Brad are handling settling accounts with the patrons outside, and you're in no condition to be greeting anyone." The manager said flatly as he gestured to the large amounts of spooge that coated just about every inch of Kyle's body.

"Yes, sir." Kyle responded dutifully. He even threw up a formal salute. As he stood there in his most militaristic pose, he could feel his own, warm, thick loads oozing down the inside of his legs. He was actually pretty glad that he was drenched in spunk. It covered his own mess nicely. Although, he wouldn't have been too upset to be drenched by these two hotties anyway.

"Come along, sirs. We need to clear the dining hall so the cleaning crew can handle the mess." Kyle said as politely as he could muster to the two massive, muscle dudes that were still in the room with him.

John staggered to his feet, still slightly in shock of what all he had done and the mess he and Alan had made. He was also in awe of the sheer size of his cock now. It had gotten slightly bigger yet again, but that was to be expected. It was now longer than his legs. If it had been fully soft, this would have been problematic, but he was still slightly chubbed up so it just bobbed and swung along lazily in front of him as he walked. He was amazed at how professional Kyle was acting, especially after the intense moment they had just shared, but the short, slender server obviously knew how to play it cool when on the clock. John tried to keep his mind clear, but the way the cute little waiter's drenched clothes now hugged his body, John could clearly see how lean and toned the guy actually was. He could also definitely see just how wonderfully bubbly the guy's round butt was.

Alan staggered to his feet and gawked at the sheer size of his own cock and balls. His nuts were simply immense now. They were so huge that they rested on the floor, but there was plenty of slack in his sack so he knew they would hang even lower if physically possible. It was only because of the gigantic front pouch of his special cut undies that his balls were even pulled so close to him. He was already looking forward to getting home and airing his nuts out a bit. They were making it a bit hard to move, though. Even resting on the ground, each nut now crested higher than his waist. It was getting to the point that he was more waddling than he was walking.

Even ignoring his enormous nuts, his cock was simply gigantic. It was almost dizzying staring out at it. The beast was now over twice as long as he was tall and thicker than his waist. The mammoth shaft was giving his own inhumanly broad, brawny chest a run for its money in terms of sheer girth. It was as exciting as it was terrifying. The strange dream front the night before flashed into his mind. He wondered if maybe it was more than a dream. Could it be a prophecy? Maybe it was a warning. He wasn't sure how he felt about it. When he was dreaming, the thought of being a veritable wall of muscle suspended atop a city size cock had been exhilarating, but now that he was back in reality, the sheer mechanics of it were mind boggling. Did he dare let himself continue growing? Did he even want to stop?

Either way, Alan figured his existential quandary was better left for a more private time and place. He loved public attention as much as the next guy, but he had completely trashed the place, and he was just about covered from head to toe in slowly cooling cum.

As he walked by the manager, Alan pulled forth a cum-soaked wad of bills from a small pouch he kept clipped the side of his waistband. The manager at first seemed a little put off by the state of the money, but as soon as he caught a quick glimpse of the numbers on the corners of the bills he perked right up and gleefully accepted the soiled stack of paper.

The odd trio stepped forth into the cool night air and turned to face one another. More precisely, John and Kyle turned to face Alan. Alan's colossal dong was proving to be too cumbersome for him to really move around that much, and flying at half mast as it currently was, he was liable to bodycheck someone with it if he turned too fast. "Looks like I'm off for the night. Where to, guys?" Kyle said. He was surprisingly chipper considering all that had just happened at his place of work, but then again, he did hook up with the babe of his dreams and get the night off early so it really wasn't that surprising.

"I don't really have any plans, but I could leave you two alone, if you'd like." Alan replied with a sly wink.

"Well. I do kind of need to change clothes and maybe clean off a bit." Kyle replied as he looked down and crinkled his nose at the state of his attire. "Let's head back to my place. I'm not sure if the shower will be big enough for you two, but maybe we can figure something out."

"Nah. I'm just going to mosey back home. You two should take this time to get to know each other." Alan replied with a pleasant grin as he looked back and forth between John and Kyle. His gaze then focused squarely on the short, slim waiter. "Go easy on him, OK? It's his first night out of the closet."

"What? Really?" Kyle's grey eyes went wide in shock. "I guess I had never considered that someone as open as you could be closeted. Now that I think of it, I had heard rumors that you were gay, but I mean, what popular guy doesn't have people say that behind their back, right?" Kyle rattled on rapidly.

John's head was spinning. Sure, he had heard the rumors. He had been dealing with those for years, but something else Kyle had said bothered him. "What do you mean by 'someone as open'?"

"Oh. I mean. Look at how you're dressed. If I went around like that all day I wouldn't think I would have any secrets from anyone." Kyle stated matter-of-factly as he gestured towards John's obvious nudity.

John could feel the blood rush to his face and his groin. Somehow he had all but forgotten about his lack of clothing. It just felt so natural that he didn't even pay it any mind, but now that the cute, brown haired guy had called him out on it, he couldn't help but ponder. The more John thought about it, the more he seemed to recall about his past. He had all but abandoned clothes in high school. He had always been huge all over, but when puberty hit it had hit hard. His mom just couldn't bring in enough money to keep him fully clothed. As the size of his cock and balls exploded in size, he had eventually just given up trying to keep them covered. It's not like any clothing he could come up with would give him any semblance of decency anyway. After awhile nudity just didn't bother him anymore. Yet despite this new and improved past, he still clearly remembered exploding out of his too tight jeans and polo shirt not even half an hour ago.

"I... couldn't hide mah body even'f I wanted..." John muttered. His accent flared up a lot now that he was so flustered. Kyle was so amazed at how adorable such a huge, burly man could be. John seemed so meek and bashful that it made Kyle want to rush forward and hug him and tell him it would all be ok.

"It's OK. I get it." Kyle said reassuringly as he placed a hand on the linebacker's massive, bulging bicep. "As someone who's been out and proud for ages now, feel free to ask me anything you want." He said proudly.

"Er... then... How do ya do it?" John asked awkwardly.

"Do it? I'm surprised you haven't enjoyed the wonders of internet porn by your age." Kyle remarked with a smirk. "I'd be more than happy to give you some pointers once we get back to my place, though."

John turned bright red as he caught what the small, cute guy was implying. John tried to clear his mind. He could already feel the blood rushing to his slightly chubbing cock once again. "No. I meant... how do you be gay?" He muttered awkwardly.

Kyle stared up into John's huge, blue puppy dog eyes and sighed. He flashed the huge linebacker a soft, understanding smile and grabbed John's huge hand. Kyle's own hand was completely enveloped by the athlete's own as the waiter snaked his fingers into the gaps between John's own.

"Huh. What're you doing?" John mumbled as looked down at his own hand with a dumbfounded expression on his face.

"What does it look like?" Kyle sassed playfully. "I'm being gay." He could tell that John pretty much understood what he was implying, but the huge, blond football star was still having trouble letting go of some of his previously conceived notions. "Alright! Lock those fingers! This will be your first lesson. We're going to hold hands as you walk me home." Kyle commanded playfully.

John furrowed his brow as he looked down at his short new friend. He looked back up at Alan expectantly and searched for any sort of sign as to what he should do. Alan merely flashed his two cheesy thumbs up. John tightened his grip and relaxed his body. It was such a simple gesture, but somehow it felt good.

"Alright! This way!" Kyle said cheerfully as he began to lead the gigantic, brawny athlete along by the hand as if he were a kid. John staggered a bit at first, but quickly stepped up the pace to move up alongside his little friend. As soon as they were side be side, Kyle moved in and rested his head against the side of John's muscular arm. John tensed up for a second, but then quickly relaxed. He was still super nervous, but it felt nice to be like this.

John looked back over his shoulder and tried to catch a glimpse of his bulky friend. To his surprise, Alan was still there watching them. John silently pleaded with Alan for some sort of sign about what he should be doing. To his surprise, Alan seemed to know what John was feeling. Alan lifted his huge, brawny arm and pantomimed an over-exaggerated gesture. John understood immediately.

Following Alan's lead, Jon relaxed his grip on Kyle's hand and lifted up his arm. He then pulled the smaller guy in tight for a side half-hug. To John's surprise, Kyle moved in closer and wrapped his arms around the hulking athlete's midriff as best he could. John was far too large for Kyle's arms to even make it halfway around. Butterflies were throwing a party in John's stomach as he felt the smaller guy hug him. He was still so nervous that he figured he'd have an ulcer by the time they got back to whatever apartment or dorm Kyle lived at, but at the same time it was exhilarating and exciting to be so close and tender with another guy while out in public.

John glanced around as the walked. He could tell there were quite a few eyes on them as they went, but he couldn't be sure how many of them were staring at the couple of homos that were flaunting their lifestyle and how many of them were just gawking at his massive, exposed cock which was now flopping around at half mast and beginning to dribble a bit of pre.

Alan watched his buddy awkwardly walk off with his new friend. He really hoped that things worked out well for them. In the meantime, he needed to get back to his place. It was probably going to take him awhile to get there with his current bulk, but he was in no particular rush. Alan took a moment to admire Jon's beefy, naked ass before turning and heading back to his own dorm.