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One for You, One for Me Part 03
🕑 Added 2019-07-06 02:35:54 +0000 UTCNick was pretty much racing to get over to Matt’s grandparent’s house. The way the guy was texting, Nick could tell he was just as ready to go. But if he took too long… “God damn it!” he shouted at another person only going 5 over the speed limit. It wasn’t fast enough. There was only so much time before Matt would ruin it. He knew how much of a hair pin trigger the guy had.
It also didn’t help that he was hornier than he had been in a very long time. After spending all day at home, he was just thinking about going to the pool with Matt but right as he texted his friend his thoughts grew a bit dirtier. Even if there was never a time that Nick had thought about his friend like that, it was the only thing on his mind. He tried to look at girls again but it didn’t work the way staring at pictures of Matt on his online profile. Seeing the big guy flex and show off parts of his strong muscular body was just too much. He just kept rubbing himself harder and harder.
“Out of the way!” Nick turned off the highway and another ten minutes of driving he was there. He rushed out of his car and tried knocked hard on the door. Tapping his foot he tried to hold himself back from just barging on in. Then the door opened. “Fucking finally,” Nick pushed his way and nearly mounted the guy right there. Their lips locked and he easily pushed the bigger man against the wall. It didn’t matter that he was a good eight inches shorter than Matt, he could easily peg him.
Matt followed through and let the smaller guy take advantage of him. Their bodies thrusted against each other. Matt’s hands held Nick in place while he was still being pressed against the wall. His tough muscular body easily held him in place. The smell his Matt’s seed slowly started to permeate into Nick’s senses. It just made him harder, until he realized what had happened.
“You already finished,” Nick growled. Matt let out a shrug and his face turned a little red as he still didn’t want this to end. But the wet spot in his underwear was already seeping into his jeans. “Damn it!” Nick pushed himself away and stood up. “I wish you would have texted me that!”
“A wish?!” a voice from another room chimed in. Nick looked around to see a bright flash come from the doorway. “Granted! I wish you would have still come over anyways!” A weird jester like creature floated out of the room and up to Nick. “Hi! I’m Falalfal! Happy to make your acquaintance!”
“Hi?” Nick stared at the floating creature wondering what it was supposed to be. Its white painted face with green and purple clothes and bright yellow moons covering the clothes clashed with anything that was in the room, making it impossible to look at anything other than him.
“Hi! I’m so happy you made a wish. Now go on. Make another,” Falalfal smiled.
“I wish I knew what was going on,” Nick was still confused and took a step back but Falalfal seemed to stay a perfect distance of three feet away from him.
“Granted!” instantly the rules of how he’s supposed to make a wish and then Falalfal makes a wish filled his mind. “I wish you’d want to play with me!”
“Ok…” Nick found it hard not to agree. The word ‘no’ seemed to have disappeared from his vocabulary. He felt like there was some kind of danger but couldn’t find it in himself to keep asking questions. His first wish instantly came to mind. “I wish that I was built more like a jock.”
“Granted!” Instantly, Nick’s scrawny frame started to bulk up with more muscle. At 130 pounds he’d never been all that big but each second he seemed to add a bit more muscle. Pound after pound added to his frame filling out his comic book T shirt and shorts. His body passed 160, then 170. Round muscles pushed his shirt to its limits. Looking down he could see two round pecs pushing out in front of him. He was still in his early twenties so most of the muscle from high school was still making him pretty toned but some fat had started to creep in where there was none. “I wish you had a jocky personality!”
“Dude!” Nick could feel his mind starting to change a little bit. The comic book T that he’d been wearing turned to a football team’s logo. It’d shrunk to a half a size too small because he’d bought it years ago and didn’t account for his growing body. Not that he really cared as it showed off his semi-muscular body all the better. Just moving slightly he could feel the seams of the shirt strain against his bigger body. “This is fuckin crazy man,” his voice and body were far more animated than just a few seconds ago. He’d incorporated several high and low notes into each word that he expressed.
“You like?” Falalfal asked.
“Dude, I fucking love it!” Nick bragged. A sudden rush of energy filled his body and all he wanted to do was go for a run. Maybe throw around a football after that. However, the scared look on Matt’s face brought him slightly down from that high. “What the fuck man? Why you actin so lame?”
Matt took a breath trying not to touch himself. The way Nick was talking down to him made him perk up again. “Because,” he grunted. “Because you need to be careful. He’s going to start messing with you.”
Nick just laughed it off. “Oh fuck off man. Just cause you’re a little bitch doesn’t mean he’s gonna fuck me over.” Matt rolled his eyes. He didn’t have much else to say. “Alright! So my next wish little man, I wish that I was knew more about stuff than most people.”
“Granted! I wish the only new information you learned was only about working out and sports!”
“Wait…” All of a sudden Nick’s mind was filled with all kinds of trivia about different sports. It didn’t matter what game it was he could recognize teams, jerseys and site off different information about important events in the sports history. He’d wanted it to be about business or something he could have for more work related trips but all of it was sports. Though he could see the light amount of bulk rounding around his body started to deflate into more pronounced muscle. He knew all the right exercises and how to do them properly. “That’s not what I meant…” he said. “I wanted it to be more about something I could use…”
“Oh?” Falalfal asked. “But can’t you? You could work in a gym and then help people train!”
“True…” Nick thought about it a bit more. It was so nice that Falalfal was so positive. Nick tried to stay calm and think about the bright side as well. Now he could work where all the yoga girls were and see their tight asses stretch their yoga pants. “Alright, might as well enjoy it,” a devious grin crossed his face as he tried to fight off his boner. “I wish that I could get any girl I wanted to have sex with me.”
“Granted! I wish you only wanted to have sex with men!”
“What now?” Nick paused for a beat realizing what just happened.
“See?” Matt scolded. “That’s exactly what happened to me!”
Falalfal was just busy laughing away as he watched Nick’s eyes glaze over. The feeling of going to the gym and working out to impress the other guys felt so good. At first he’d just brushed it off and say he was working out for himself. But seeing just how the other guys looked at him he couldn’t help but feel a bit of pride. He’d denied the sexual component to it for years but couldn’t any longer. Hearing another guy go, ‘Damn! How’d you get so big!?’ or ‘Fuck… If I looked like that I could get any girl I wanted,’ felt amazing. He’d have to flex to move the blood flowing directly to his penis. People often called him arrogant but, to him, it was better than being called gay.
“That’s not what I wanted!” Nick barked.
“That’s why I made the wish,” Falalfal laughed. “It’s what I wanted.”
“You can’t do that!”
“But I did,” the jovial tone of Falalfal sounded different. There was a look in his eyes that sent a shiver down Nick’s spine.
