Are you sure we’ll be safe here?” asked Allan as they entered the hotel room.  These two people he was with were people who had just saved his life, and he trusted them, but he was still worried about how they were going to be safe for the whole night.

“It’s okay, Allan.  The sentinels don’t know where we’ve gone and they are miles behind us.  It’ll be a long while before they find us again,” Hank reassured.  They set their bags down beside the beds and didn’t bother to settle in, because they were leaving in the morning.

Hank flopped onto one of the queen sized beds and relaxed, with his arms behind his head.  “Not bad digs,” he commented as the mattress bounced nicely underneath him.

Peter had had to live without being able to touch his lover for nearly a day and a half and he was starting to get uncomfortable.  It wasn’t really the best idea to go around like normal when they had a stranger with them that they were trying to save.

They had been walking down the street in a n open air market when the sentinels first appeared.  They targeted Allan first and that’s how Hank and Peter knew he was a mutant.  They were able to rescue him from the clutches of the huge robot, but were forced to run pretty quickly, and pretty far.  Little had been explained to Allan on their way, but they had told him who they were and where they were planning on taking him.  It would be a long drive, but they would make it.

Peter’s stomach growled and Hank chuckled at him.  “Are you running on empty already?” Hank asked.

Shyly, Peter said, “We haven’t eaten in an entire day,” he said as they had been on the run and fearing for their lives.  They had all forgotten to eat with their running frantically around.

“Has it really been that long?” Hank asked, then found his own stomach empty when he looked at it.  “I guess it has been.  Are you hungry too, Allan?”

Allan just nodded at his two new friends.  “I could go out and grab something for us to eat, if you don’t think the Sentinals will be a problem.

“Um…” Peter said uncertainly.  He wasn’t sure if it was wise to send someone that couldn’t defend themselves out alone.

“That would be really sweet of you. I’d really appreciate it,” Hank piped up.  He knew that the Sentinals were miles away and couldn’t tell where they’d gone, so he wasn’t too worried about them.

Allan smiled softly and left the room to go and find a place to grab some fast food.  There must be a place around here somewhere….  He spotted a fast food place across the street and ran there.

Inside the room Hank looked at Peter.  “It’s been a while for some other things, hasn’t it?” he asked and leaned up from the bed.  “Come here,” he asked Peter and he was sitting next to him on the bed in a flash.  No one really initiated the kiss, they just met each other for it and started feeling each other’s bodies through the clothing they had on.

“Hank…” Peter protested, “What about the boy?”

“He’ll be gone for a while,” he observed as he started taking his shirt off.  Peter moaned into the kiss and started to feel the flesh that Hank exposed for him.  He had missed the feel of his smooth skin, so soft and giving under his strong fingers.  Peter played with Hank’s nipples and brought them out of their soft state.  Hank was writhing and was practically in Peter’s lap, but not quite.  He wanted them to hurry so they wouldn’t have to explain anything to Allan when he got back from picking up dinner. 

Still, that mouth was simply irresistible, and he drew it up to him for more and Peter’s fingers went to play with him again.  He rubbed up and down Hank’s belly, slipping his hands into his pants causing Hank to buck his hips a little.  Peter’s hands roved around back up to his soft breasts.

Allan had run both ways and was winded as he got back to the motel.  He decided that he could walk once he was at the hotel and he was able to cool down and catch his breath before entering the room.  The door opened and Allan didn’t actually believe what he saw.  He was silent as he closed the door, but it might not have mattered from the noise that his two companions were making on the bed.

Allan was nervously watching as his two new friends were kissing on their hotel bed.  They had gotten a two bed room and had sent Allan out for dinner, figuring that he would be back quite a bit later, but he had rushed back for fear of being caught by any roving Sentinals.

            He watched as Peter’s hand ran up Hank’s smooth exposed belly.  Peter started licking at Hank’s thick neck, licking farther down as he moaned into that chest.  He had been quiet in re-entering so they didn’t notice him yet.  It would be only a moment before he would be noticed.  He had really thought that they got along well, but he wasn’t prepared to see them fully enraptured, taking each other’s clothes off.

            The door closed behind him and the two engrossed lovers looked up startled.  “Allan, this isn’t—“ You weren’t supposed to see this! Hank thought fearfully.

            “You’re—“

            “Yes, Allan.  We’re lovers.  We didn’t mean to offend you; we thought you would take longer than you did,” Peter soothed.

            “I….” Allan stuttered.  Allan was flushed at the sight and ended up looking away from the two, hoping that his expression wasn’t transparent.  He was really jealous of what they had.  People didn’t like him because he was fat and he couldn’t help how big he was.  They were so comfortable with their bodies, with each other’s bodies.  How could they be so confident?

            “We’re sorry, Allan.  Do… do we need to get separate rooms?” Hank asked.

            Did they? Allan asked himself.  He wanted something like that so much—to have someone worship his body like that.  “I….”  I want some of that affection!  It’s no fair that you get to have it all! 

Allan looked like he was about to cry.  He stepped over to Colossus and leaned in to him and kissed his lips right in front of Hank.  Hank stared at him, shocked that he would want to kiss Colossus, but the expression he was wearing up to and during the kiss made all thoughts of scolding him fly out the door.  “I… just want—what you have.  You’re both so handsome and I….” he said after he finally broke away from Peter, but was so lost that he didn’t know what he wanted to say.

“It’s all right,” Peter assured, glancing over at Hank to make sure he wasn’t overstepping his bounds.  He didn’t seem to be.  “We understand.”  Peter looked to Hank and motioned with his eyes toward Allan.  Hank took the motion to mean, show him how we understand and Hank leaned to Allan to kiss his soft lips.

Allan was a little taken aback at the acceptance of him into their relationship, at least at the moment.  He knew at some point he was going to become a complex variable, but at the moment he didn’t care.  Deepening the kiss, he became as liquid in Hank’s embrace and reached for Peter to brush his face.  Want washed over him and he broke off from Hank and leaned in toward Peter.  He wanted Peter to love him the way he had been loving Hank.  He was a bit forceful in the expression of his need, but he wanted the bigger man to kiss him deeply, to caress him.

Hank started touching up Allen’s sides, underneath his shirt as he kissed Peter, then Hank was fondling his nipples into hardness and kissing his waist.  Allan’s breath caught in his throat as he felt the sensation at his side that was like being tickled for an instant.  Then a hot wet feeling replaced the ticklishness and he realized that Hank was licking him.  Allan moaned into Peter’s experienced mouth and couldn’t believe the sensations he was having.

He’d never done this sort of thing with anyone—no one had ever been willing to.  That was probably why he was so incredibly hard after two seconds of exposure to the lust in the room.  Pushing Colossus over onto the bed, he straddled the man underneath him and ground against his hips.

Finding his way down the young man’s pants wasn’t a problem for Hank as his crack was showing a little as he bent over Peter.  Fingering the part and further down to his hole, Hank noticed that Allan became unhinged, bucking against Peter’s prone body.  Hank grabbed his flesh and heard him scream.  “What are you doing?” he asked as he finally let up from Peter’s lips.

“Making you feel good.”

Allan tried to relax and examine each sensation as he had it, knowing that he wanted this deeply.  Peter guided Allan off of him and rolled him onto his back.  “Won’t you take his clothes off for him, Hank?” Peter asked as he got up from the bed.

Hank smiled and set to his task.  As Hank undressed Allan, Allan watched in rapt attention as Peter removed each piece of his clothing slowly and sensually, revealing soft patches of skin and running his large strong hands over himself.  When Hank was done with his task, he noticed how hard the man was and decided that he’d take care of that for him.  Sucking in the hard member, he rolled his tongue around the head and bottom of the shaft.  Allan was nearly hyperventilating as Hank gave him every kind of sensation he’d dreamed of.  Then Peter was licking his lips and Allan thought he’d faint.  His lips felt like they were being bathed in fire and his tongue darted out to play with Peter’s.  It was smooth and made him tingle all over.  It actually made the feelings in his groin even better!

Hank wasn’t about to be left out of the party and started removing the rest of his clothes, his mouth never leaving Allan’s turgid flesh.  Once his hands were free, he started playing with Allan’s ass again and Allan was writhing at the attentions of his thick fingers.  Smiling to himself, he thought that they could have a lot of fun together, but it would probably be a better idea to not have Allan take penetration until they knew more about him and his sexual history.  He seemed pretty new to all of this.

Peter had been working on Allan’s nipples until Hank started playing with his ass again, at which point he pushed Peter away gently and reached for his cock.  Allan was a little nervous about tasting Peter, but with the way Hank was playing with him and sucking on him, he couldn’t help the urge to take Peter in his mouth.  He moaned around the shaft and wanted to swallow it whole.  He wasn’t able to at all, but he made love to it in trying.

Moaning loudly, Allan wanted to step it up, but wasn’t sure how to get them to do more or change their pace.  He let up off of Peter, giving him a parting lick, and looked up at the big man who was looking down at him like he was in awe.  “I want… more….”  He didn’t know how to explain what he wanted.

Departing from his task momentarily, Hank leaned up to Allan.  “Tell us what you want.”

“I really liked what your fingers were doing….” He said unsure of how he explained that he wanted more penetration without sounding stupid.

Nodding, Hank asked, “You want more of that then?”

“I want… more than that.”

“Hmmm,” Hank purred.  “I’m sure Peter can give you more,” he said looking up at Hank.  Then he leaned in closer to Allan and whispered, “Or I could.”  He shoved his erection against Allan’s thigh and Allan was surprised at how hard it felt.  It also felt like quite a bit more of a manageable size than Peter’s was.

“I’d like that.  Can I fuck Peter?” he whispered back to Hank.

“I think Peter would like that.  Peter, wouldn’t you like to have this young man’s cock up your ass?” he asked dirtily, having fun, because he normally didn’t talk that way.

Peter nodded, smiling and reached into his bag to grab the lubrication that they had used frequently throughout their stay in California.  “This will help,” he said and opened the bottle.

“Definitely.  Won’t you get him ready?” he asked.  Peter shuddered in anticipation as he grasped Allan’s cock in his slick hand.  Handing the bottle to Hank, Peter put the last of the gel he had into himself, wiggling his broad fingers around in himself.  It felt great to be stretched like that.

Hank took a dollop of gel and warned, “This will feel a little cold,” he said, even as he tried to warm up the substance with his body heat.  Allan was feeling great and when the slick fingers entered him easily it felt like such an intrusion, but it felt great!  He shouted at the feelings and gripped Hank’s arm behind him, not sure whether he wanted to force the hand out of him or farther inside.

“Fuck me!  Please, both of you!” Allan cried, not being able to help himself any longer.  He wanted to feel this incredible sensation and he wanted to cum.  He had the feeling that he would cum particularly hard this time and tried to build up to that.

Neither Hank nor Peter wasted any time in obeying the plea of their young new partner.  Hank guided Peter to the bed so he could lay half bent over it with his ass at the edge.  Allan moved over to Peter and placed his lubricated dick at Peter’s entrance.  He wanted to be careful with Peter, but Peter said, “It’s all right.  You don’t have to be nervous.”

At Peter’s gentle tone, he slid smoothly into the waiting round body below him.  Allan paused savoring the feeling of being inside something so tight and experimentally thrust a few times.  With each thrust, the flesh on Peter’s butt would flutter up and down his body.  Hank waited for Allan to have thrust a few times into Peter before fingering his hole.  Allan bucked harder into Peter at the intrusion again and he shouted, “Fuck me, Hank!”  Once he yelled, he hoped the people in the next rooms didn’t hear them.

Hank wasted no time in complying and he slid his greased up manhood into Allan’s waiting body.  Allan hissed in his breath and held it as there was the initial pain of adjustment.  After only a moment, Hank started to move and that’s when Allan just came unglued.  He was bucking wildly into Peter and fucking himself on Hank at the same time.  He was in heaven and he feared that it would last only so long.  He wasn’t going to be able to hold out until the others came; he was too aroused and stimulated to be able to hope for that.

Allan squeezed his muscles around Hank and exploded into Peter calling out wordlessly as he spasmed.  The other two didn’t seem to have orgasmed yet, but he bet they had done this before.  Just a guess, he told himself.

Allan slipped out of Peter and Hank released him and set him on the bed to rest.  Hank still wasn’t done, and he didn’t think Peter was either.  Hank had Peter stand up so he could give Allan a good view.  Allan was admittedly tired, but he couldn’t tear his eyes away from the scene of the two lovers fucking in front of him.  He had just felt that round ass and that smooth dick and could imagine how each of them felt.  It was good to remember as he watched. 

Hank was almost there, but he really wanted to feel something in his ass before the night was through.  “Allan?” he asked as he slowed his pace of thrusting into Peter.  Allan looked attentive.  “Would you come here and stick your fingers inside me?  Please?”

Allan smiled at him and got up from the bed.  He slicked up his fingers and played with Hank’s ass, biting the cheeks a little bit before sticking his solid fingers into Hank.  Hank’s breath escaped him and he thrust frantically into Peter.  Allan made sure to move his fingers all about and in and out of Hank in playing with his ass.  He had liked it when Hank did it to him, especially the sliding in and out motion—oh it was so good!  The memory of the sensations was still strong in his mind, but his body wasn’t ready for anything more yet.

Trying to muffle his shout, Hank kept his teeth closed, but he grunted loudly as he fucked into Peter and grabbed his dick, stroking him into completion as well.  Their cries were very different, Peter’s was more of a moan and Hank’s was rougher, and they were slightly offset by time, but they practically came together.  Allan watched the whole thing from a front row seat and loved it.

 

 

Allan was looking at Colossus and thought that he was… just too thin.  He liked the way he looked when he was gaining weight and wanted him to be softer… rounder.  “Hank,” he said turning to his other lover, “would you like to see Peter bigger than he is now?”

Hank paused and thought about it.  Peter did look really good when he was big.  He nodded and waited in rapt attention as Allan lifted up Peter’s shirt and touched him along the belly. Then he seemed to grow before their very eyes.  His hands trailed up along to his chest and his breasts got bigger as if they were inflating, but they weren’t.  The shirt Peter was wearing was filling and the buttons were tightening.  Gentle light emanated from Allan’s fingertips as he drew them along every inch of Peter and Peter was smiling in delight as the hands slid along him, tingling his skin.

It was pretty sudden, but Peter’s shirt started to tear at the seams, making a ripping sound that alerted them and turned them all on.  Allan smiled at the sight of Peter’s clothing tearing in the weak places and soon the entire shirt wouldn’t fit and tore all the way up his chest as he breathed in.  It was as if he’d exploded out of the shirt.

Allan immediately rushed his hands into Peter’s pants wanting to get them off of him as quickly as possible!  He didn’t realize that as he was enlarging all the fat areas in Colossus that he was also enlarging his penis.  He was hard and absolutely huge by the time his slacks exploded.  His underwear stretched a tiny bit more, but they didn’t last long either.  Soon he was before them completely naked and a good deal larger than he was before.  Both Hank and Allan stared at Peter amazed at his sheer size.  The space he’d been occupying before in the room was easily half again as much, which was a huge difference in size.  He was well shaped too.  Allan had made sure of that.

Wanting to get more than his hands on him, Allan collapsed to his knees and began trying to fit his mouth around the monstrous dick he’d made even bigger!  He lapped at the skin around the head and the underside of his shaft, so soft and huge—he was sure he wouldn’t be able to get his mouth around it.  Then an idea occurred to him—he made himself bigger to compensate.  He made just his mouth big enough to encompass the huge member and moaned as he tasted Peter.  He was able to take him in up until the tip popped into his mouth.  Salivating at the wonderful sensations in his mouth, he made a wonderful ride for Peter as he sucked on his cock head.

Hank was kissing Peter’s nipples and making them stand out against his breasts as Peter petted both of them.  It was so nice to have such attention lavished upon him.  Hank was feeling all over his lover’s new body and loving the feel of it.  How could flesh be this soft?  He grabbed his ass and slipped his fingers down his crack—oh, what lovely globes of soft tissue hugged his fingers.

Hank dropped to his knees beside his partner and started licking Peter’s balls and fingering his ass hole at the same time.  Peter made loud vibrating sounds deep in his chest at the pleasure he was feeling.  “Don’t stop—either of you!”

Allan picked up the pace at his desperate words and started sucking harder and moving the rod deeper into his mouth, making sure to keep his muscles loose throughout his throat.  He felt so good!  He was about to burst with the size of the cock in his mouth!  And he wasn’t even halfway down the shaft!  Making sure not to get in Hank’s way, he wrapped his hand around his shaft and started sliding up and down it.  Twisting his hand in opposition to his mouth as he swiveled his head he tried to let saliva drip down so he could lubricate his hand.  Peter seemed to like it as his breathy moans became more insistent.

Hank was about two fingers into Peter’s body when he exploded into Allan’s mouth and jerked hard forward and clenched maddeningly tightly down onto Hank’s fingers. 

Allan wasn’t prepared for it when Peter exploded into his mouth and he was filled with this salty, sweet taste.  It was pretty forceful and Peter kept on pistoning his shaft as the orgasm shot through his spasming body.  Allan was trying to swallow all the cum that was flying into his mouth, but a lot of it was dripping down his chin.

Oh, that was good, Hank thought as he let his fingers slip from Colossus’ sated body.  Peter definitely liked that.  Hank was determined to get some more action this evening, but he could certainly wait until both of his lovers had recovered.

They both took a moment to catch their breaths and Hank watched their flushed bodies try to get over the great pleasure that had passed.  Allan recovered first, being that he yet to orgasm and Peter took the longest.  Well, if he’s going to take that long, I guess I’ll just have to start without him, he smiled to himself and started to taste his Peter on Allan’s lips and licked the leftover juices from down his chin.  Allan seemed to like the attention and fell into Hanks arms.  He set them on the bed and kissed all over him, removing what clothing he had left.  Hank couldn’t help wanting this boy again.  He really was quite cute, he noted as he stared his body.

 

 

 

 

Hank stepped into the door of the new hotel room and heard a little squeaking from the bed from around the corner.  That wasn't something he was expecting, but then he heard the familiar moan of his lover, Pete.  He smiled to himself.  Allan was insatiable, he thought to himself.

Peeking around the corner, he watched as Allan rimmed Pete's fine ass.  All Hank could see really was Allan's bare globes contracting as he thrust into his lover who was on his belly.

Hank was only willing to wait so long as Allan got faster and higher.  Hank could tell that Pete was close to coming and he wasn't going to miss out on the fun.  Sneaking up on them, he leaned on the bed and pried Allan's cheeks aside and pressed a kiss to his cheeks.  Allan jumped nearly out of his skin when he was touched, but Hank held him still and went back to licking him.  His tongue found its way deep inside him and lapped at the contracting hole.  Allan was writhing, still inside Pete and Pete felt like he was going to explode with Allan moving in him like that!

"You two are being mean," Hank said as he slipped a finger into Allan.

"What?" Allan asked incoherently.

"You started without me and you were going to finish without me too?  How rude," he said mildly, fucking harder into Allan's ass, then inserting two fingers instead.  "I should torture you both for being so mean," he said, just a hint of anger in his voice. 

"We didn't mean to, Hank-- it just... happened...." Allan said hoping that he would understand.  He really needed to cum right now.  With Pete around his cock, still sliding deliciously, and with Hank's fingers up his ass, he didn't know how much longer he could hold out!

"You at least should let me fuck your tight little ass," Hank purred into Allan's ear.  He admitted to loving Pete, but Allan's ass was so much tighter-- it was like having the cum squeezed out of him when he orgasmed.

"O-okay," Allan said.

Hank slid down his pants and pulled out his hard and dripping cock.  "That’s a good boy," Hank said as Allan bent farther over so Hank could penetrate him easily after a quick lubrication.  Pete was rocking up into Allan as Hank slid inside him and Allan was in heaven.  "Do you like that?" Hank asked as he bit Allan's ear from behind.

"Yes!" he cried and bucked back and forth.  It was incredible, just like it always was with them.  This time though, there was a hint of danger with Hank's growling voice.  It excited both Allan and Pete.

"Don't you dare cum!" Hank whispered harshly into Allan's ear, biting it lightly.

"Ah!  I can't help it!!!" he cried out.  The bite at his ear was the last straw.  He grunted into the air and tensed his entire body.  Hank had to control himself to keep from coming inside Allan right then.

Allan slumped down and tried to catch his breath, finding that Hank wasn't stopping his fucking of him.  "You feel so good," he cooed.  "And I'm not finished with you yet," he growled.

“You’re kidding,” Allan breathed as Hank pounded into him.

“No, I’m not,” he said.  “Pete, how are you doing over there, my love?”

“I didn’t cum without you,” he said with a smile.

Hank licked Allan’s ear and said to him, “Most mutants can control their powers from any part of their bodies… can you?”

“I… I don’t understand,” he replied with his pleasure sodden brain still unable to think.

“Could you make me bigger while I’m inside you?” he asked.  Allan’s eyes widened and his cock started to stir from the thought of it.  It always felt good to use his powers on someone and the thought of Hank growing while inside him was something he was eager to try at the suggestion of it.

“I—I want to try.”

“Good.  Pete?” he asked and Pete looked over his shoulder at Hank.  Hank motioned for a kiss and Pete leaned around, Allan’s half soft cock slipping from him, and kissed Hank, sandwiching Allan in between them.  Hank took Allan’s hands and set them on Pete, squeezing them before he let go.  Allan caressed Pete’s breasts and his hands started to glow.  Hank moaned as he watched Pete start to inflate and Allan, taking that as a sign of approval, continued building Pete’s flesh.  His hands roamed all over him and Pete started kissing Hank more passionately.  At last, Allan grabbed Pete’s penis and made his flesh proportional to the rest of him.  When Allan looked at him again, he realized that he must have gotten carried away, because Pete was now looking so huge that he took up half of the queen sized bed all by himself!  He must have been eight hundred pounds!!

Allan gasped at seeing Pete and when Hank opened his eyes he smiled broadly at the round face in front of him and the size of the body below it.  Peeking over Allan, he noticed not only that Pete was now bigger than he had ever seen him before, but Allan was also hard again.

“Pete… you look gorgeous,” Hank mumbled past Allan’s ear.  “Come around here and fuck me, you huge man,” he said, only slightly menacingly.  Pete smiled at his dominating veneer and leaned off the bed to go loosen up Hank.  There was no way that Hank was going to be able to fit Pete inside him as things were now, so Pete would have to do some stretching with his thick fingers.

“Now— my turn.  Try to make me big enough for Pete,” he said and started fucking into Allan again.  Allan bucked against Hank and tried to concentrate his powers, tried to sense Hank’s body through his own.  By visualizing Hank’s body, he was able to imagine himself reaching through invisible channels that connected their bodies and manipulate Hank without having to touch him with his hands.  When he heard Hank’s sudden intake of breath, he knew it was working. 

Before, when Allan had done this, he had always needed to see the person and to have his hands touch them, and to concentrate on one spot, but now, with this connection running through the inside of them, he pictured Hank’s body as a whole getting slightly larger—large enough to accommodate the huge Pete.  In the process, Hank’s cock grew inside Allan and stretched him in mid-fuck.  Allan hissed as the pressure increased, but it felt just as good; he was well lubricated.

“Awe, Pete, you gotta get in here,” Hank moaned to his other partner.  He wanted to be filled with that fine sausage and to feel so warm and good, and fucked from all sides that he started buck sporadically.

Pete had been lubricating Hank with his fingers, and was anxious to have some of the sweet, growing ass in front of him.  Hank didn’t get too much bigger, but he was a noticeably larger size given that Pete could fit at all.  Hank must have weighed five-fifty Pete guessed as he looked at his lover.  His head slipped in and Hank shouted in mild pain.  Allan made him just a touch larger and the accommodation helped, and Hank loosened his muscles up, letting Pete farther into him.

From there, Allan had a sense of both their bodies and was enthralled by it.  He continued to tweak with Hank’s body and Hank was feeling so incredibly good, fucking and being fucked that he couldn’t hold out much longer.  His muscles clenched hard around Pete and Pete roared out at the sensation, causing him to orgasm. 

Allan felt the erratic pace from behind him and clenched his muscles tight, backing up to each thrust so it jammed into his prostate, sending him over the quickly regained edge.

Pete had been so turned on throughout this that he was just almost coming for several minutes and couldn’t hold back any longer when the other two let go.  Pete thrust into Hank over and over again, holding his hips possessively, running his hands over his pale ass, grabbing his new piles of flesh and kneading them.  Pete’s orgasm expression was much more like a grunt that came from deep within his massive chest. 

They all plopped into a sideways heap on the bed and hugged each other.  Allan felt not only possessed, but worth while as he lay with his two lovers.  He thought about how funny it was to him that he went from having no lovers—ever, to having two simultaneously.  He hadn’t thought that he would end up with two men, but now that he was with them, he couldn’t imagine being with anyone else.  Unfortunately, they would get to this new place, with lots of other people to worry about and Allan feared that he would have to give up his lovers for the sake of propriety or maybe even that then the novelty of this arrangement would wear away for them.  Allan was certain that it would never wear away for him; he liked them both too much—especially Pete.

Allan slept peacefully in the moment, unable to worry when they held him so tightly.  He could feel both their hands on his naked body as they rest there and Allan couldn’t think of a better definition of heaven.

As he lay there, between lovers that were both more than twice his size, Allan felt dwarfed and… inferior.  He got Pete’s attention and locked eyes with him.  Leaning up, he quickly got dressed and sat across from Peter.  He concentrated on his own body and making its size larger, increasing tissues and fat.  Allan’s clothes had been tight before hand—he liked showing off his body to his new lovers, but as he grew to a size that he felt better at, he knew that the clothes were about to rip.  He didn’t want to have them anymore.  He remembered what it felt like to watch Pete’s clothes rip off of him completely and wanted to do that for Pete.  Hank was also watching the fully clothed man stand before them and close his eyes.

Pete and Hank watched in rapt attention as he filled out his shirt and pants, then his seems started to rip and at that point, he felt like he exploded from his clothes!  That felt great and all of a sudden he was naked again.  He enjoyed being naked, and then he realized that he was going to have to wear Hank’s old clothes and that Hank was going to have to wear Pete’s old clothes and Pete was going to have to wear nothing!  He really was entirely too big to be able to wear much of anything. 

Pete smiled at Allan and he leaned forward to capture Allan’s cock in his mouth.  It was much bigger than it had been before and Pete started to worship the lovely body in front of him, sinking to his knees.  “Grow more, Allan,” Pete asked during a pause.  “Won’t you fuck my throat?”

Allan thought he was dreaming when Pete said that, but he nodded numbly and concentrated on making his cock longer so he could penetrate deep into Pete’s mouth that had reclaimed him and down his throat.  Pete groaned as Allan grew inside his mouth.  He could feel Pete’s throat muscles relaxing around the head of his cock and his muscles worked, making him feel wonderful! 

Allan could swear that he was half way down Pete’s throat, but couldn’t sense him gagging at all.  It was a great fuck and he groaned as he felt his seed squirt down Pete’s gullet.  He was softening inside Pete’s mouth, with Pete still sucking on him mildly, and he shuddered.

Pete came up and hugged Allan to him.  “You feel so good, Allan.  I’m glad you are here with us,” he said and guided him back to the bed where Hank was waiting for them to curl up and go to sleep naked with.  Allan was closer to four hundred pounds now and he felt a much better size with his two plump lovers resting rubbing against his skin.