Football Chronivac Part 05

Nick slept amazingly well after he heard his dad scream out in pleasure the night before. The moment he heard it, was the moment he was able to fall asleep. He could only imagine what it was to be him. When he passed his father’s room, he could still see the pig nose wrapped around his head and wondered if the tail was still up there too. Though that one he wasn’t going to check on directly. 

“Least I know he enjoyed it,” Nick smirked as he packed up his things for class. There was still plenty of time before class was going to start but he felt like he wanted to be early. This little device of his seemed to be so much fun to use. Each time he typed something in new, he’d get a bit of a rush from it. Part of him knew that Alex was going to want his phone back, but another part wanted to just keep it. “I’ll give it back…” he looked around his campus at all the guys staring up at his massive body, “eventually…”

The smile on his face wouldn’t fade as he walked around even more. He’d been so busy with Alex, he hadn’t realized just how different everyone looked. Compared to him, even tall guys only came up to his broad shoulders. They would stare blankly up at him, moving out of the way almost as a natural instinct. 

Though he wasn’t going to be violent; not unless he had to be. People still scattered as he walked through the halls. However he was able to overhear a conversation as he was passing by.  “Dang…” Calvin looked up to see Nick walking past him and Drew. 

Drew looked over his shoulder to see what his project partner was staring at. It must have been something pretty impressive to make him look away. Drew saw Nick and gave him a wiry smile. He looked back down at Calvin currently lost in thought with his mouth slightly agape. “What? You wanna meet Nick?” he stifled his chuckle at the quickness Drew changed his face to fear. He rapidly shook his head but it was too late. “Yo Nick!”

“Sup?” Nick smirked as he clasped hands with the other athlete. Drew had been a pretty good tight end on the team but since he knew it was going to be his last year and no way he’d be going to the NFL he started slacking and focusing more on school instead. At 6’6” and a good 250 pounds he still filled the roll really well. Those lean muscles were still full of power though.

“You seemed to have distracted my buddy here,” he laughed.

“Oh?” Nick threw up his arms for a pose and flashed a smile. “Did I?”

“Jeezus Christ…” Calvin muttered as he stared a bit longer. “You could get any girl with a body like that…”

The smile faltered for a second. He flashed a mean glare. “Not really lookin for girls…” 

Calvin went into defense mode. “Right! Sorry! That’s not what I meant. It’s just that… Shoot… It’s just that if I had a body like that I could just get any girl I wanted. It’s just I guess I was thinking more about me than I was thinking about you. That’s all…”

“Lighten up man,” Nick chuckled at the rapid defense. “I’m just jokin. Well, not about the girl stuff…” 

“Besides,” Drew rolled his eyes. “It’s not all that cracked up to be.”

Both Calvin and Nick gave him a side eye. But with Calvin having to lean his head far back to actually look at them in the face, he couldn’t help but feel jaded. “Yeah right,” he scoffed.

“Yeah. Right,” Drew mocked. He crossed his arms over his muscled chest. “It’s not everything. Just cause you’re big doesn’t mean everything will just work out.” He tapped Nick with the back of his hand. “Tell ‘em.”

“Right,” Nick didn’t sound nearly as convincing as Drew. “It’s not really about that at all…” 

“Ok,” Calvin agreed. 

“Ok?” Drew looked at Nick who shrugged.

“I’ve got to get going to class anyways,” he was forcing down a smile as he was pulling out his phone. Nick already knew what he wanted to start typing. ‘Drew and Calvin will be what they think the perfect guy is while what they say will be the other guy’s type.’ Nick snickered to himself as he headed towards his classroom.

Drew tried to focus on the project at hand again. He could still see that Calvin was distracted. Though it’d be hard not to be distracted by a guy like Nick. His body was insane. There was no way he could get there naturally but any test he was forced to take said otherwise. Then again thinking about some of the other players on the team, Drew was wondering if there was something he was missing out on.

“I’m just saying,” Calvin broke the silence. “I’m just saying that being muscular is more likely to attract women.” Drew looked over at Calvin and felt like something was a bit off. He was the kind of guy who never worked out. And it looked like he’d gained the freshman fifteen over the four years they’d been at college. Though his small frame seemed to look a bit different, for lack of a better word, more muscular. The graphic T he was wearing seemed to fit a bit nicer over his chest.

Drew shook his head. “Muscles aren’t everything… You don’t have to be 6’5” to get a girlfriend...” For a second Drew felt like he had vertigo. The world spun and suddenly felt just a little bit bigger. He wondered why he would ever feel something like that. At 6’3” he wondered why he wouldn’t have used his real height. Maybe that made more of a point. At 6’3” he was still able to get plenty of people’s attention.

“UGH! But it helps!” Calvin’s skinny body started to bulk up. He was wearing a medium sized shirt to be able to show off his chest a little bit more.

Drew ignored it. “It’s not everything. You don’t have to be an athlete or bodybuilder or whatever to get someone to notice you. Sometimes it’s just being confident. And putting yourself out there.” The muscles Drew had gained from his time in football were starting to dwindle. He still liked working out a bit but never to the extent of a bodybuilder. The 250ish pounds dropped down to a more manageable 215. At 6’3” he could still easily hold his weight above 200 but also have a thin waist.

“Oh please! Being an athlete is so important! People always look up to you and whatever. It’d be awesome!” Calvin bragged again. The design on his graphic t shirt turned from a cartoon to a national team’s logo. His chest pushed the shirt a little bit more but it had grown to a large to fit his frame better.

“It’s not all that,” Drew rolled his eyes again. “You can be smart and still get a girl. You can excel in school and other people will find you attractive. It’s not all about your body. I mean I like working out and whatever but not a crazy amount.” Again his body started to shrink more. His broad shoulders pulled closer together and his long bones shortened. He could remember going to the gym from time to time, but his main focus was more on school. Though Calvin’s dismissal only made him feel more empowered to defend his point. “What you think bodybuilders are the only guys who get girls? You going to be one?”

When Drew prodded at his muscles, Calvin felt a bit embarrassed. “They’re not the only ones,” he tried to defend his silly statement. “But it does help. And what if I do?” his shoulders broadened even more removing the sleeves from his shirt. The round muscles obviously didn’t like to be contained. Even in late fall, the chill didn’t seem to deter him from wearing very little. Just a hooded jacket if the wind picked up too much. “I want to be big. Is there anything wrong with that?”

“Just don’t think it’s all that matters. You can be smart too,” Drew leaned back into his chair. It seemed so much bigger than it had been. Then again everything around him did. Even holding the pen in his hand he could feel like it was bigger.

But anything he said didn’t seem to deter Calvin’s mind. If anything he looked even more convicted. His eyes were focused. But not on anything related to school. “If I was big as someone like Nick, I wouldn’t care about anything like that. I’d work out all the fucking time just to keep getting bigger. Then I’d get all kind of attention.” He lifted up his already thick arm and it seemed to bulge with even more muscle. The sleeveless shirt he was wearing was strapped to his body while his fabric shorts drifted just a bit higher up his knees. Each of his four quads had clear definition. “I just need to be a bit bigger…” he muttered. Then saw Drew staring at him. “What?”

“You still want to be bigger?” he questioned seeing the massive man sitting next to him. The couch Calvin was sitting on seemed to be filled with his body, yet he still wasn’t big enough?

“Yeah. I need to be bigger.” Every part of his body bulged just a little bit more. “Everywhere,” he smirked leaning back in the couch. “Or you gonna tell me no one cares about that either?”

The question caught Drew off guard. “No,” he blushed. “Pretty sure every guy in the world would like that to be bigger.” He opened his legs up a little bit more as he needed more room between them. “I’m just saying it’s not all about being big…”

“Oh please… That’s just cause you’re hot,” Calvin couldn’t catch the words before they came out of his mouth.

Drew stifled a chuckle. His hand went to his mouth but eyes didn’t leave the other man. He could already see Calvin trying to look like he wanted to work on the project again. “Is that it?” it was getting harder to hold it back.

“Let’s just--”

“C’mon,” Drew put his hand on top of Calvin’s as he reached for the papers on the table in front of them. “Is that it?”

“No,” Calvin’s voice cracked. Feeling the small hand gently lay on top of his, he still felt like he couldn’t move it. It was like a dog finding a comfortable spot on top of him to take a nap and moving was the worst possible thing he could do. His breath staggered. “It’s just I need to get bigger. Girls,” he choked. “Girls like big guys.” Again his body started to grow a bit more. Each bone gaining a fraction of an inch and each muscle bulging just a bit more.

“What if I thought you were big enough?” Drew asked. His hand was still planted on top of Calvin’s. “What if I want you as you are?”

“Im-impossible,” he stuttered. He desperately wanted to move his hand but somehow Drew was controlling the conversation. “I’m... I’m not good enough.”

“PPfffftttt,” Drew spit a little as his tongue sputtered between his lips. It was followed by heavy laughter that he tried to calm down. “C’mon…” he stood up but the vertigo seemed to have gotten to him. He was thinking it was going to take him a lot more strength but put too much in. Calvin lifted up his hands up and felt Drew fall against his body. “You don’t get to decide what’s good enough for me,” Drew whispered into his ear.

Instantly, Drew started feeling around his hard muscles. His touchy nature went from his firm back all the way down to Calvin’s ass. Those small hands gave those two large globes of meaty butt a firm squeeze. And Calvin’s tough body went soft. He was putty in Drew’s hands. His head leaned back and mouth went agape. But then it stopped.

“You know you coulda just said something. Girls like confidence too, ya know,” he gave Calvin a wink and nod towards the bathroom. Calvin felt a few words starting to form in the back of his throat. But his desires seemed to be overpowering them. Just seeing that confident grin Calvin was throwing at him made him want to get up and follow. He could feel his cock straining the underwear it was in. 

Before he knew it, he was just a step behind Drew. Though he felt so small walking behind him. Despite Drew only coming up to Calvin’s shoulder, he seemed to walk so tall. To be so confident. There was no way a guy like him would ever fall for a guy like Calvin. He needed to get bigger. Stronger. 

But once they were alone, Drew took over. It didn’t matter that there was a good 120 pound difference between them. One light shove and Calvin was against the wall. His back slid down as Drew gripped the low hanging collar of his sleeveless shirt. He felt the other man kiss him. Feel his firm pecs. Running his hands over his abs. 

Calvin’s body thrusted at the sensation. His dick was begging for attention. But his hands stayed firmly against the wall. They tried desperately to grab onto something as Drew’s delicate hands rounded his even more sensitive ass. Even as they played with his asshole, he could feel the rest of his body starting to give out. No matter how strong of a man he was, he suddenly felt so weak. And he liked it.

A deep moan poured out of his mouth all the way from the bottom of his lungs. Drew’s fingers dug deeper into him. He could feel them wiggling around his insides, playing with him. Each time they moved, his body seemed to lose the battle even more. His knees were trying to give out. His hands tried to grapple something. But there was nothing there. Nothing else to focus on but the pleasure emitted from his dick. 

He let out a hearty, “hmph!” and that was it. He had lost. His dick throbbed and bounded with unbelievable amounts of pleasure, staining his underwear just a bit more. He slid all the way to the floor. 

“See? Size isn’t everything, sometimes you gotta go after what you want too,” Drew smiled through the mirror as he washed off his hands. “And maybe I should have been more forward with my intentions as well.”

“Nuh-nn-no,” Calvin stammered as he got back up to his feet. He took the space right behind Drew. “It’s fine. I was dumb. I just never thought… It’s just… Fuck. I don’t know. I’m just really fucking stupid.” He paused, looking down at Drew smiling up at him. “What about you!? Were you satisfied? Do you want me to do something for you??”

“It’s fine,” Drew laughed at the request. Seeing Calvin worried so much over his pleasure made him feel just a bit better. “Don’t think about it too much big guy,” he slapped Calvin’s firm chest playfully with the back of his hand. “Besides, you got a football game to worry about tonight.”

“Right!”

“Maybe after that we can think of something,” Drew leaned in nice and close. He pressed up onto his tip toes but that still just put him several inches shorter than Calvin. “I’m sure we can.”

Calvin felt his heart start racing again at the touch of the other man. “R-right!”