Roomate Muscle Growth

FIRST DAY

Oscar arrived first into their room, early as usual. He was a brunette, with deep brown eyes, a strong jaw and pale features. Upon entering the dorm, he looked around, observing the brightly lit room. To the right was the kitchenette area (complete with a fridge and a small gas hob) and to the left was the door into the bathroom. A bunk bed was placed in the corner of the room, and a desk opposite. Oscar took a deep breath in, and went and to take a hot shower.

His body was small for his age, with not many developed areas; nothing spectacular. He washed his hair, allowing the water to cascade down his back and bounce off his bum (the only good thing about his physique). As he finished, he reached out to the towel rack, and realised he has left his towel in his travel bag. He hopped out, with water still dripping from his hair. Into the bedroom area he went, then the door opened. Standing there was a 'science nerd', with blonde curtains, blue eyes and a skinny build. He was carrying two suitcase's which were both labelled "Freddie".

"Jesus christ man, your naked", Freddie shouted, with a slight laugh to his voice. Embarrassed, Oscar put his hands over his bulge. "I am so sorry, I couldn't find my towels, so I came in here to look for one-"
"Dude chill, nothing I haven't seen before"
Oscar awkwardly smiled at Freddie as he edged to the bathroom door, backside facing the wall, still holding his junk.

Upon returning to the bedroom (now wearing his Adidas running tracksuit), Oscar had noticed that Freddie had unpacked everything. "Hey sorry about that."
"No worries my guy"
The two introduced eachother, talking about their classes, teachers and home-life. "So your in a relationship", Oscar asked. "Haha, no. Just got out of a serious one a few months ago, but nothing too recent. How about you?"
"Me? Yuhhh I get ALL the ladies", they both laughed. "Jeez, I'm starving. I wonder if they have anything to eat?" The two went over towards the kitchenette, and searched through the cabinets. Freddie opened the fridge, and to his delight, found a a can if beer.

It looked old, not the coldest aswell, but still alcohol none the less. "Want some?" asked Freddie. Oscar shook his head. With that, Freddie downed the entire can. A few splashes of beer fell onto his shirt, revealing to Oscar how skinny Freddie was. Oscar had known he wasn't in the best shape, however Freddie was beyond bad. The sun was setting over the campus, going darker quickly due to the winter nights. Freddie took the top bunk, as they had agreed he was the smallest (after a long argument). Both boys were feeling tired, so they drifted off to sleep.

Part 2

The bunk creaked heavily, waking Oscar. He had been a light sleeper all his life, and he knew that there was a noise. The bed creaked again. That noise. Oscar sat up, still adjusting to the darkness of the room. Suddenly, he heard Freddie jump down from the bed and saw him run to the bathroom. He rubbed his eyes. "Freddie are you alright", he questioned, getting out of bed to see what the disturbance was.

Standing there, lightened by the dim light of the bathroom was Freddie. He was huge. He stood over the sink, back facing the door. The once 5'4 stalk of a boy was now huge, almost 7' tall. His back was massive, each muscle showing, going in and out with his breath. Oscar looked him up and down. His legs were like tree trunks, huge. His ass was amazing, so thick and bouncy. He had grown soft brown hair everywhere, making him look ever so manly.

Oscar was astonished. "Good god, Freddie?! Your huge!" He turned around, facing Oscar. His pecs were humongous, with every definition strongly carved into his body. The greak god of a man had amazing abs, so chizzled and aesthetically pleasing. Freddie's clothes had ripped off completely, apart from what remained of his underwear. His junk was ginormous, everything had quadrupled in size. His penis was long... thick. Bulging veins covered his body, with muscle apon muscle almost glowing in the light.

He was too stunned to speak. Freddie was huge, towering over him. They looked into eachother's eyes and smirked at eachother. Oscar cupped his hand under his sack and moved it gently up to his junk. Oscar smiled in amazement, after removing what was left of his underwear. Freddies dick was erect, bigger than anything Oscar had ever seen.

Without warning, Freddie picked Oscar up, and ripped his joggers off his body. Oscars ass was nice and juicy, and was going to get completely fucked by the giant in their bathroom. He jumped on it, both moaning loudly. Oscar noticed Freddies voice had dropped significantly lower, which arroused him even more. Freddie sat on the sink counter as Oscar rode his dick, feeling immense pleasure everywhere. His hands were feeling every muscle on Freddies body, touching, squeezing, licking. They both felt amazing.

It lasted for hours, moving into the bedroom, the kitchen and the shower. Their sweaty bodies were thrusting and bouncing. Oscar lay on his pecs, out of breath and feeling the most amazing after the most pleasurable, sexey night of his life. The two were on the floor, Freddie asleep, with his arm bent behind his head. Oscar realised that his biceps were the roughly the same size as his head. He lay there, feeling eachothers skin on one another. Oscar twiddled with his chest hair for a few minutes, before drifting off to sleep, with two ginormous hairy pecs as pillows.