Date: Thu, 16 Jun 2005 21:39:51 -0700 (PDT)
From: John
Subject: Gary's Awakening Chapter 1

The warm water rhythmically hitting Gary's head
allowed him to relax for the first time that day.  He
grabbed the hotel soap from the edge of the tub and
began lathering his body. As he stared at himself
shower in the bathroom mirror, Gary noticed for the
first time many of the things which Pablo had just
mentioned to him, and could not help but admire the
beauty of his own body. His hands slowly moved down
from his strong shoulders and began messaging his
naturally smooth chest, circling slowly until reaching
his large nipples. Until Pablo had mentioned it, he
had never realized how powerful his chest and arms
were, and how much his going to the gym was starting
to pay off.

While his left hand continued taunting his sensitive
right nipple, his right hand slipped lower along his
olive colored skin onto his small soft belly. This
belly, which Gary had felt self-conscious about for
years, now seemed attractive and a welcome contrast to
all the rigid hard stomachs he had seen all day. He
felt the abs hiding under a thin layer of fat, strong
and well formed.

His left hand, having massaged his nipple to near
bliss, moved down to join in the journey down Gary's
masculine body. It found its home at his belly button,
gently exploring the surrounding soft hairs, the only
hair on his otherwise naturally smooth upper body,
which lead down to his manhood. The hand continued its
downward journey along Gary's torso and through the
small bush which beautifully framed his circumcised
cock and large balls. Gary had always felt his penis
was on the small size, 2 inches soft, 5 and a half
inches hard, but today glistening under the warm water
on the verge of being captured by his left hand, it
seemed the perfect size.

Now almost completely hard, Gary watched as his dick
continued to slowly grow and move up towards his
belly, and could not help but take it slowly into his
hand. His right hand now left the exploration of his
hidden abdominals and moved back along his waist
landing on his round bubble butt, as his left hand
unleashed its first squeeze on his now throbbing
penis.

By this point, Gary's face was showing expressions of
complete ecstasy, mouth opened and eyes shut. His
drenched dark short hair laying messily atop his
obviously Hispanic strong face. As Gary began stroking
his cock, the muscles throughout his body began to
tense up, only making him even more impressed with his
own physique.

Gary had masturbated before a few times, something he
new was wrong being a devoted Jehovah's Witness, and
even more wrong tonight as he had just attended the
first day of a 3 day Assembly of Jehovah's
Witnesses...but never had his masturbation sessions in
the past been like this. It had always been a
particularly attractive woman on TV, or sexual
thoughts about his beautiful girlfriend Sarah which
had lead him to commit this uncontrollable sin. But
today, today it was the strength and beauty of his own
body as pointed out by his best friend which called
him to pleasure himself.

As he continued rubbing his penis, which seemed at
least half an inch bigger than ever before, he could
not help but think back to the roller coaster of a day
which lead to this moment of ecstasy.

Earlier that day...

Gary and Pablo arrived at their shared hotel room
after a long day at assembly, both having recently
turned 18, it was the first time they had ever been
allowed to get a hotel room on their own. Gary had
been raised a Jehovah's Witness and was use to dealing
with these 3 day snoozefests, but Pablo was new to the
religion and was itching to get out of his suit and
tie.

The two had been best of friends for years, and
watching his buddy unbutton his shirt on the way to
change in the bathroom, Gary realized that part of
what made him like having Pablo around so much besides
what a great guy he was and how well they got along,
was the fact that Pablo was one guy that he could
always look better than. Thats not to say that Pablo
was unattractive, he had a strange or strangely
attractive face depending on the expression, piercing
brown eyes, and very short brown hair. He too was
Hispanic like Gary, and stood at about 5'8, also like
Gary. The problem with Pablo besides his utter lack of
any style, was how skinny and scrawny he was. Gary
knew that he himself was no "David" and had dealt with
insecurities about his body since the time he hit
puberty, but compared to Pablo, he was built. Gary
normally considered all this type of subconscious
psychology mumbo jumbo to be crap, but in this case he
could not deny its truth.

Gary momentarily felt ashamed about feeling this way
about his closest friend, but before he could think
anymore about the issue, he felt a strong arm around
his shoulder. It was Miguel, another good friend of
Gary's who was staying at the same hotel during the
assembly, and dropped by to see if Gary had already
made it to his room. The sight of the 5'11, wide
shouldered 21 year old came as a shock to Gary's ego
which had just been bolstered moments earlier by its
comparison to Pablo.

Miguel was clearly in a different league than both
these boys, he was a man, with a mans body. Strong and
strapping with a chiseled torso clinging tightly to
his expensive dress shirt. His arm around Gary's
shoulder alone seemed like it must weigh more than all
of Pablo.

"Hey Bro, how you doing?" Let out Miguel in his deep
manly voice, flashing a million dollar smile which
would make any girl melt.

"Good Man, just got to the room." Stuttered Gary,
trying to compose himself and hide the insecurity he
felt around Miguel.

"Cool, well im just passin through, wanted to let you
know that me, Emanuel and Alex are gonna head down to
the hotel pool in a bit if you wanna come," said
Miguel, letting go of his strong grasp on Gary's
shoulder.

"Yeah, bro, sounds good, ill see you there" replied
Gary.

"Alright, later bro" and with that Miguel turned and
was on his way, Gary watching his broad back leave the
room.

"Who was that?" Pablo popped out of the bathroom in an
ugly shirt that was 2 sizes too big, and jeans that
were even bigger.

"It was Miguel, we're gonna go down to the pool and
hang out for a while" replied Gary.

"Oh cool, you can change into your trunks in the
bathroom, ill change out here" said Pablo in his loopy
voice which could not be more opposite than Miguels
masculine tone.

Gary got his swimming trunks from his suit case, and
went into the bathroom to change. As he stripped down
to nothing he looked at himself in the mirror. He was
far from fat, but no matter what he did, he could not
turn his midsection into a muscular work of art the
way he knew the other men at the pool would
have...except for of course Pablo. He decided that
rather than be the only loser at the pool without a
hard stomach, he'd just put on a tank-top and lounge
around the pool but not actually get in. He then moved
to the toilet and took a piss, put on his swim trunks,
and arranged his dick and balls so that their was no
bulge visible, and opened the bathroom door.

To his relief he saw Pablo still wearing the same ugly
shirt, now with ugly swim trunks instead of jeans, and
having obviously not done the same 'arranging' gary
had done, as their was definite bulging going on. Gary
was glad to see Pablo had a shirt on as well, it would
make his tank-top seem less strange, and pool worthy
in comparison to Pablos baggy shirt.

The two friends looked at each other and walked out of
the room towards Gary's girlfriends room to pick her
up. Sarah was already waiting outside looking amazing
in her bathing suit, and suddenly all the 'arranging'
in the world couldn't prevent some bulging from going
on. Sarah had recently lost 15 pounds, and looked even
more stunning than usual

"Hey Babe! Hey Pablo!" said Sarah before planting a
quick kiss on Gary's lips.

"Hey baby! You look amazing." Said Gary, trying to
control his bulge situation.

"Thanks babe. Why do you guys have your shirts on, I
thought we were going to the pool? Replied Sarah,
putting her hand on Gary's belly.

"Eh, I dont really feel like getting wet' whined
Pablo.

"Yea, I dont either, we'll see" seconded Gary, happy
Pablo spoke up first, making his story more
believable.

And with that, the three were off to the pool. As they
entered the pool area the view that hit them could
have been the cover of a fitness magazine or an
Abecrombie and Fitch catalogue. Miguel, Emmanuel and
Alex were laying on lounging chairs, their three
different but magnificent bodies glistening under the
late afternoon sun.

Miguel was the biggest and bulkiest, with a huge chest
and arm that had been developed to perfection, and a
stomach so hard that you could bounce a a dime off of
it. His massive thighs and legs were proportionate to
the rest of his amazing body. Every inch of his body
hairless except for his armpit and anything hidden
under his purposefully tight trunk, to maximize the
appeal of the masterpiece he had created. He was
massive and muscular, but looked like a Greek God, not
a body builder, it was impossible to not admire his
beauty.

Emmanuel was the youngest of the whole group at 17,
but also the tallest at 6'1. Being Miguels younger
brother, he inherited the same amazing body shape as
well as will to to develop it too perfection. His body
did not rival that of his brothers, but it would still
put most male models too shame. At 17, and with his
height, their was no reason that with his growth into
manhood he could not match his brothers stunning
physique. His face however, was a less attractive
version of his brothers, although still quite good
looking. The young man had a small patch of hair on
his huge chest, and a line of hair from his 6-pack
framed belly button, down into his trunks, which were
considerably looser than his brothers.

If Miguel was the human equivalent of a stallion, Alex
was a cheetah. Miguel's work out partner and best
friend, he was not quite as big as Miguel, but was
even more chiseled and defined. Every single muscle on
his 5'10 frame was visible and perfect, and without an
ounce of excess body fat anywhere on his body. An
8-pack adorned his midsection, and cuts that few
people even know exist were visible all throughout his
body. Miguel's sidekick a role Gary himself had held
in the past, Alex followed Miguel's lead and removed
any distraction from his spectacular physique by
shaving his torso and legs...and considering how low
he wore his swim trunks, it seemed quite possible he
had gone all the way.

Gary, Sarah and Pablo could not help but examine the
works of art lying before them along the pool. Gary's
heart dropped as out of the corner of his eye he
noticed Sarah transfixed on the male buffet, and
especially on Miguel. He knew that his physique was a
piece of shit compared to these men, and he would not
blame Sarah if she wanted a man that looked like these
jocks. Honestly, he never really understood why such a
beautiful girl was going out with someone as average
looking as he was.

At that moment Miguel noticed the 3 friends walking
towards him and his boys.

"Hey guys, glad you made it down. Damn Sarah, you're
looking good." Said Miguel, turning on his unmatched
charm.

"Thanks, you are too...I mean, its good to see you,
its been a while" Said Sarah trying to save face
having obviously momentarily forgotten her boyfriend
was right next to her.

Gary felt hurt, ashamed, confused, and every other
emotion in the book at that moment. He searched his
brain for something to say to diffuse the strange
situation, as everyone at that pool noticed that their
had been a moment of flirtation between Sarah and
Miguel...but could not find anything to say.

Pablo noticing the desperation on Gary's face took a
shot at helping the situation and jokingly blurted out
"Yea man, you're looking hot, can I put some sun tan
lotion or something on you."

"What the fuck? Are you a faggot or something? Dont
you ever say anything like that you prick, or ill beat
your ass." Roared Miguel, obviously not getting the
humor.

Gary was relieved that Pablo had managed to change the
mood and diffuse the moment, and knew that it was a
purposeful move on the part of his best friend. He was
thankful he had a friend that would do that for him,
even if it meant risking getting the living shit beat
out of him by a massive man.

"Anyway, why dont we just get in the pool?" said Sarah
trying to put an end to the tension.

Alex awoke from the stupid but strangely sexy stare
that he always wore and said, "Yea, good idea, dont
want to ruin my perfect tan."

Still somewhat intimidated by Miguels reaction to his
joke, Pablo replied "You guys go ahead, im just gonna
lounge out here"

"Yea, me too, im not feeling all that great." Seconded
Gary, again grateful Pablo had commented first.

"Hell no, you guys are getting into the pool, dont be
pussies" screamed Miguel.

"Yea dont be Pussies!" echoed Alex.

"Trust me, just go in the pool, when these two want
you to do something its much easier to just
oblige"chimed in Emmanuel, with a much softer, kinder
tone.

Feeling intimidated, Gary quickly pulled off his
tank-top, tossed it to the floor and jumped into the
pool as quickly as possible, and said "Ok, just for a
little bit though."

Gary felt so inadequate shirtless near these 3
adonis', especially in front of Sarah. He observed the
hugeness and tightness of all their bodies and the
relative softness and smallness of his own, mostly
hidden under the pools cold water. Only the prospect
of Pablo's even less impressive torso being exposed
provided him some comfort, but to his surprise, Pablo
seemed to ignore the taunts of Miguel and ALex and
just walk away. Gary was disappointed that he would
not have the comparison with Pablo to bolster his own
appearance, but at the same time admired Pablo's
ability to ignore such immature behavior and insults,
and wished he could do the same

At that moment, Miguels huge voice roared again "Fine
faggot, we'll help you. Alex, grab him. Ill get the
shirt."

And before Pablo had a chance to make a move Alex's
gigantic arms were holding him captive with his arms
behind has back, struggling to get loose. But it was
pointless, he was no match for the power of the man
that was holding him. Suddenly Miguel came up to his
face, grabbed his shirt, and in one pull ripped it off
his body.

"Fuck man! My shirt!" squirmed Pablo, still helplessly
trying to free himself from the hold of Alex's painful
hold.

"We did you a favor man, that shit was ugly" Exclaimed
Miguel, as Alex broke out in laughter, and Sarah and
Emmanuel looked on unsure of what to say or do.

As Gary watched on from the pool, he wanted to help
his best friend, but new their wasn't much he could
do. Before he could think of anything, he was drawn to
perform a closer analysis of Pablos now exposed and
vulnerable body. As he watched his friend struggle he
noticed that Pablo was no longer the scrawny kid he
had known so long. His body now had a thin but lean
shape, and where their was once bone, their was now
subtle muscle. His chest was no longer bony and flat,
it was now a small, well shaped muscle covered with a
thin layer of hair throughout. Continuing to explore
this surprising development, he was even more shocked
to find that his friends formally shapeless stomach
had been transformed into a tight beginnings of a
6-pack, similar to those a runner might have. Pablo
was also hairier than Gary had remembered, not in an
over the top way, just a natural dusting all over his
body. Gary was amazed by his best friends body, and
how much it had changed. While much smaller and less
worked than the 3 other men by the pool, its natural
leanness and tightness seemed in some ways their equal
in beauty.

Being snapped out of his analysis by the splash of
Pablo being thrown into the pool by Alex and Miguel,
Gary began to feel sick to his stomach. It was hard
for him to comprehend, but it seemed like the
discovery of Pablo's transformation had made him
extremely jealous of his best friend. It was the first
time he had ever felt this way about Pablo, he had
often longed for the bodies of other men, but never
Pablos. This feeling was too much for Gary to take at
the moment, especially already feeling so self
conscious and hurt after Sarah's obvious attraction to
Miguel.  Doing all he could to keep from crying, Gary
made his way out of the pool.

"Guys, I feel really sick, im gonna go," and walked
away quickly.

Sarah followed behind and asked, "Honey, are you ok?
Want me to go with you?"

"Nah, thats ok, you stay here and have fun." replied
Gary coldly, and walked away quickly, disappearing
into the hotel.

As he walked through the hotel quickly, having left
his tank top by the pool, he felt as if every person
he passed was looking at his body and staring at its
short comings. The little extra fat in some areas, the
lack of tightness in others, it was driving him crazy.
Why was he feeling this way? Weren't only girls
supposed to feel this shit. He continued even faster
into the refuge of his room and shut the door behind
him. He took one last look at what he now considered
to be his disgusting body, and got the first shirt he
could find and put it on. Drained from the strange
emotions he was feeling he plopped down onto the bed
and tried to make sense of what was going on in his
head. As he continued to spiral down into the depths
of depression, Gary heard the door of the room
opening. It was Pablo, still with his newly firm body
exposed and wet, taunting Gary even further.

"Get the fuck out dude, I wanna be alone." Yelled
Gary, taking out his anger on his closest friend.

Surprised at Gary's uncalled for hostility Pablo
responded "Damn dude, im sorry, I just came to see if
you were ok. You stormed out of the pool pretty
quickly."

"Im fine" replied Gay coldly.

"Gary, I know you better than that. Whats going on?"
persisted Pablo.

Feeling guilty about screaming at Pablo, and being
jealous of him, Gary lowered his wall and decided he'd
share at least some of his feelings with his best
friend. He knew that if their was one person he could
trust in the world, it was Pablo, and he deserved to
know why he had snapped at him.

"Im sorry dude, didn't mean to snap at you. Im just
feeling really depressed." Admitted Gary in a much
softer tone.

Surprised by his friends admission, Pablo replied,
"Thats ok dude. Depressed? Does it have to do with
Sarah's comment about Miguel? Dude, shes in love with
you, it was just a moment of physical attraction, no
big deal."

"Its not just that man, its everything. Its Miguels
amazing chest and arms, Emmanuels perfect shape,
Alex's insane 8-pack and definition, and what the
fuck, worst of all, now you too! Im just feeling like
a fat ass unfit bitch!" exclaimed Gary honestly.

"What do you mean?" replied Pablo, truly confused.

"Dude, don't play stupid, you know you're looking
good. All of a sudden you've got an amazing body man.'
Gary said, slapping Pablo on his tight stomach.

Turning red, Pablo reluctantly admitted "well, ive
been doing some pushups and crunches everyday, but
please dude. You're obviously a million times hotter
than me. You're hotter than all those idiots, muscle
isn't everything."

"What are you talking about, are you blind?" replied
Gary, feeling as if his friend was only trying to make
him feel better.

"Dude, get up and take off your shirt." Ordered Pablo.

"What? No." said Gary defensively.

"Gary, this is me, you can trust me. Just do it."
Persisted Pablo warmly.

Gary reluctantly got off the bed, and slowly pulled
his shirt over his head, exposing his body to his best
friend. Pablo grabbed him by the shoulders and pulled
him over to the full length mirror in the room.

"Look at yourself man, you've got an amazing naturally
manly body. Id give anything for those arms" said
Pablo as his hands made their way from Gary's
shoulders down his strong arms. "And look at your
chest. Its not huge and fake looking like those
idiots, but its obviously strong and powerful, its
perfect" continued Gary's friend.

"I guess you're right," admitted Gary, starting to
feel a little better about himself, "but look at my
fuckin belly, its ugly as fuck. I wish I had that
washboard you've got."

"No way man, you're natural shape looks way better
than whatever it is ive got. I only do crunches cause
if I don't have these abs, then I have nothing, but
you've got an amazing strong shape without the 6-pack.
And you're naturally smooth, thats awesome, look at
how Miguel and Alex shave to try and get the look you
already have naturally" Pablo comforted his friend,
while moving his right arm onto his stomach.

"Thanks man, but you're only saying all these things
cause you're an awesome friend." replied Gary.

"No, its all true. Just think about it man, which of
all of us is the one with the beautiful girlfriend?
You're a super good looking dude, you dont look like
an artificial gym rat like Miguel and his crew, or
like a scrawny kid trying to get in shape like me, you
just look like a naturally strong man, with a
naturally awesome body."

Gary looked closely at himself in the mirror and
realized that a lot of what Pablo was saying was true,
and began feeling much better about himself.

"Thanks man" said Gary, as the two shirtless men
hugged, their still wet bodies meeting in embrace.

"No problem dude, why dont you go take a shower and
relax some."  replied Pablo.

"Good idea" said Gary, and walked into the bathroom.

Returning to the present...

Gary pushed the memories of the day out of his mind,
and continued focusing on his masculine body, and his
ready to burst dick, while the hot water continued to
pound his head. His entire body from his shapely legs,
to his formidable back, and large arms and chest
became rigid as he neared orgasm. His penis was now a
good inch larger than he had ever seen it before, and
before he could admire its size any longer it exploded
sending the largest load of white cum he had ever seen
all over the shower and his own stomach and chest.
Gary had never felt such ecstasy, as he spread the cum
over his body, enjoying its warmth.

Suddenly the teachings of his parents and his church
hit him like a brick, and he felt very ashamed of what
he was doing. Gary turned off the shower, said a
prayer asking for forgiveness, and began to dry
himself. It was already late, so he put on his
customary undershirt and pajama pants to go to bed. As
he walked out of the bathroom, he saw his best friend
laying on the bed in only his boxer briefs, sleeping
peacefully with his body completely on display. Gary
felt strangely compelled to take of his own shirt, and
pants, and sleep in his own boxer-briefs, something he
had never done in the past. Gary quietly crawled into
the one bed in the room which he and Pablo would be
sharing, as to not wake up as his friend. Laying
there, a few inches from Pablo, Gary had never felt
closer to his best friend, watching him sleep, and
feeling the heat of his body. He so appreciated the
comfort which Pablo had provided for him, and always
provided for him, and hoped that one day he could
repay the kindness.

Gary took one last look at his nearly naked friend,
and one last look at himself also nearly naked, and as
a feeling of contentness he had never felt before came
over him, he shut his eyes and drifted off into sleep.