Mike grabbed the towel from off the rack and wrapped it around his waist. It was much smaller on him now.
He opened the door to the bathroom, stepped out and-
The door to his room slammed open and Jack barged in, wearing nothing but a pair of boxers that were clearly a sizer or two smaller than they should be.
“Mike, you little runt!” Jack shouted, looking at the bed “You better get out here in the next five sec-“ He cut off with a choking sound when he saw Mike standing in the bathroom doorway.
“Who are you calling runt? Runt?!” Mike demanded with mock anger. It was mock because despite now being large enough to get back at Jack… Mike had always had a crush on Jack. Sure the guy had always been a royal jerk, but he was also hot as Hell. Mike had jerked off countless times to fantasies about the two of them, and now he had the chance to make them come real.
Mike walked over to Jack and stopped just six inches away. Jack’s eyes were were level with the base of Mike’s meaty pecs.
Jack gulped with fear as he stared up at Mike. Then he dropped his gaze, staring at Mike’s large hairless feet. Then his gaze rose to Mike’s bulging calves, each of them jutting out from his leg and wrapped with pulsing veins. Jack’s gaze moved higher, to where the bottom of the towel covered his knees and then higher to where the muscles in his thighs pressed against the towel, leaving little to the imagination. Jack’s gaze moved higher and lingered on the sizable and slowly hardening bulge that was pressing against the towel.
Mike smiled as he noticed that Jack’s already large bulge was also growing. Jack’s eyes flicked up to Mike’s smiling face. Looking at his brilliantly white teeth and full soft lips, strong jaw and hollow cheeks. His gaze slid down Mike’s body to his thickly muscled neck and bulging shoulders. Jack’s gaze moved to his enormous biceps, a large vein ran down the middle of the bulging muscle then splitting into a dozen smaller ones when it reached the corded muscle of his forearm. His eyes moved back up Mike’s arm and over to his massive chest. Each of his pecs jutted out a foot from his ribs, deep set cleavage running down the middle. Jacks eyes lingered on Mike’s quarters sized nipples. Jack’s gaze went lower to Mike’s slender waist - half as wide as his shoulders. His eyes moved to his rippling eight-pack, deep cut lines divide out each diamond shaped muscle, all of them perfectly symmetrical, slanted down and in. His serrated obliques were etched deeply into his skin. Jack’s eyes followed the flow of the lines, moving down and in, down under the towel and to Mike’s now quickly swelling bulge.
Jack unconsciously reached down for his own raging hard-on as Mike stepped forward, closing the distance between them to mere centimeters. Jack continued to stare at Mike’s growing bulge, absentmindedly massaging his own - which had hardened to the point that it’s head was poking out of the top of his waistline.
Mike grinned and Jack tore his gaze away from Mike’s cock and up to his face. Jack held his gaze for a moment before his eyes flicked down to Mike’s luscious lips. Mike took that as permission, he bent down and pressed his mouth - and the rest of his body - against Jack’s.
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