Male Muscle Growth Story Novels & Stories

He has always had my back and as kind as he is, he beat up anyone who tried to bully me in school. I am six feet four and pretty much muscular, I wasn't always like this. I didn't even have muscles until College. I was a bit tiny than most guys my age. Then when I turned eighteen, everything changed. My voice got deeper, I started to develop muscles and my height went up. Those where the best days of my life. In highschool I didn't even have friends because everyone was afraid of my father. Then I went to college and no one knew who my father was, I started to make friends and I decided to keep the news to myself. It's only a few people who knows who my father is.

I allowed myself, then, to carefully slide my gaze over to inspect his firm muscles. “Your muscles have grown since you’ve gotten here,” I mused, shooting him a brief glance. Chris shrugged and folded his arms across his chest, although I knew he was just trying to make his biceps look even bigger. The way they strained against the soft fabric of his shirt made my blush deepen, if that was even possible. “I work out,” he said. I furrowed my brow. “We don’t have gyms here,” I said, reaching out to touch his arm. “No, this…” I gave it a squeeze. “This is surely a product of the vitamins in our food here. I told you that it makes a difference.”

Xavier also changed his diet to include more protein to help build his body mass. And I have to say, I can already see such an improvement in him, not just physically but mentally. It's giving him a little bit of confidence, which is something he's never had. It's not much yet, he's still shy, but I can slowly see him coming out of that shell. And with just the two weeks of training I can already see a difference in his body. His body has gotten so much more muscular. I thought he was perfect before but now I can't keep my eyes off of him when he has his shirt off.