Butch Gains Part 04 -Fin-

Tony stood in the doorway looking over the two giant men in front of them. Neither looked like his father but he couldn’t help but feel like one of them was. His eyes drifted back and forth between the two. “Dad?” the question made Devon freeze in place.

“Hey there buddy!” Butch took his chance and moved in. “Done studying?” He wrapped his hand around Tony’s small body and lead him into the house.

“Yeah?” Tony questioned. “It wasn’t too bad. Craig knows a lot of this shit.” 

Devon cringed hearing his son curse that way. He’d never been one to use words like that. Not to mention the jocky cadence he seemed to have adapted in just those few seconds. Devon came to and realized the long gold strand starting to absorb into his body again. “Fuck,” he groaned, trying to ignore his hard dick. The thought of growing again filled his mind. “No,” he scolded himself. “I need to…”

Another wave of pleasure hit his hard shrinking dick. The feeling overwhelmed him. He let out a heavy pant watching Tony’s body start to grow underneath Butch’s arm. The small skinny lad quickly started to fill out his shirt. His broadening shoulders pushed Butch’s arm up. Tony had always looked far younger than he actually was. But even from behind Devon could see just how much older and more mature his body looked. Being under Butch’s arm, he still had a more confident stride. There was intent in every step he took as he grew more and more like the man walking with him. 

Devon found himself following the two. He wanted to try to say something. Try to turn back what was happening to him. But he could clearly see the gold strand flying towards his body. He couldn’t help but be jealous of how much better they looked under Butch’s care than his own. Even their faces started to match his stronger more pronounced jawline. They walked with confidence and were playing around as Nicki got them to do the dishes, something he could never do.

“Yo nerd. You finally made it back?” Vince joked.

“Fuck you man,” Tony shot back. “Just cause I wanna do more than be on Instagram don’t mean I’m some nerd.”

Vince just rolled his eyes. “You’re just jealous you the guys liked me more than you.” Vince seemed to have grown even more since the few minutes Devon had been out of the kitchen. His athletic build turned into a more bodybuilder one. Sleeves wouldn’t be able to easily contain the size of his arms. All the way down to his thick calloused hands were dense muscle built for lifting insanely heavy weights. His chest would have pushed any shirt to the limit while his thinner waist gave him a strong V taper. 

“Just cause I don’t wanna show guys my nudes don’t mean I couldn’t make it just like you,” Tony rolled his eyes as he started eating.

Vince clearly didn’t like the insinuation that Tony had just made. Devon tried to speak up but found his voice caught in the back of his throat. He could see Vince clench his fists. His shoulders rolled back and he was fighting the urge to turn around. “Boys,” Butch finally said. The tension in the room dropped instantly. Hearing that one word again made Devon’s knees go weak. He held onto the kitchen’s doorframe as he held himself up. “You both chose your own path. Don’t be mad at each other.”

Tony and Vince just rolled their eyes and seemed to relax almost instantly. “Whatever. You better still be going to see the Ravager’s with us tonight,” Vince chided. 

“Dude you think I’m going to miss a movie they’ve been building up for the last 20 years. Fuck that. Course I’m going,” he pulled out his phone and started texting someone.

“Who you texting?” Vince asked.

“None of your fuckin business!” Tony shouted.

“It’s his boyfriend,” Bradly added. He’d grown too. He looked more like and athlete than Vince did. Instead of dry cut abs he had a bit extra fat over his thick muscles. It made him look a little bigger but not as defined. He was leaning back in his chair on two legs, texting all the same.

“Fuck off. It’s just Craig!”

“So… You’re boyfriend!” the two said in unison. 

“Fuck off,” Tony grabbed Vince by the collar.

“Boys,” Butch warned again. The three stopped instantly and Tony went back to eating. He was over by Nicki helping her put some of the dishes away. His body loomed over her as he ‘accidently’ touched her hips and just happened to need to lean over her rubbing his body against hers. “You think you can handle them tonight?” Butch whispered into her ear.

“I think so,” she smiled feeling his goatee brush the side of her face. “They’re just like this around you…” She trailed off feeling the series of kisses he gave her.

Devon forced his moan down as he wished that was him. He wanted to feel Butch’s thick muscular body around his. Kissing every inch of his skin. Slowly rubbing his body… “Fuck,” Devon bit his lip harder trying to come down from the fantasy. He needed to focus. But it was getting so hard to. He couldn’t think about anything other than Butch. Even forgetting why he was there. 

“Yo! I’m gonna go pick up Craig. I’ll meetcha all there,” Tony declared. He rushed past Devon not even noticing him. 

Nicki finished the dishes and headed towards the front door. “Alright boys! It’s time to go!” she shouted in the house. A series of loud footsteps filled the entire house. “If you’re not in the car on the count of three we’re leaving without you!” The footsteps became thunderous as several more boys rushed through the house towards the front door. Nicki stood there smiling as her children ran past her. Devon counted at least 7 but felt like he missed one or two. His hand went to his face as they all rushed outside.

“What the hell?” Devon’s back leaned against the doorframe as he tried to figure out what happened. 

“Pretty crazy eh?” Butch laughed. “Didn’t realize just how much that ex-wife of yours loved sex…” He seemed to be musing with himself thinking about something else.

Devon stared up at him a little confused. “Huh?” he couldn’t quite remember what Butch was talking about. It seemed like he should know but he’d never been married. Butch just let out another laugh.

“Never mind big guy,” his thick hand gripped Devon’s shoulder. He gave a quick smile. “C’mon. I know why you came here.” 

Devon couldn’t help but stare at his thick muscular back sway with each step Butch took. His eyes quickly lowered to the two round ass cheeks begging to be released from his jeans. Devon found himself following the other man. His mind seemed a little foggy with each step he took. It was like he knew where he was but everything looked different. Pictures lined all the walls in the right places but it wasn’t of what he thought they should have been. 

“You comin?” Butch called. 

“Yeah…” Devon said. He cautiously opened the door to see Butch sitting on his bed without any pants on. Instantly a red blush covered his face. “I-I-I…” Devon stammered trying to cover his face. However whatever he did, he was still getting a peak of that massive man waiting patiently for him. That 10 inch dick as thick as a beer can, pointed directly at him. He felt his mouth start watering at the idea.

“C’mon big guy. What are you waiting for?”

Devon didn’t know. There was something in the back of his mind telling him this was wrong. That he shouldn’t do it. But he quickly brushed them aside. Why shouldn’t he? Butch had invited him over. This was their plan. Wasn’t it? That didn’t matter. His feet were already moving him across the room. He’d kicked off a shoe. Then the other. His hands fumbled with the button on his work jeans but they quickly fell to the floor. 

“Thata boy,” Butch grinned. He pat the bed right next to him. “You’ve been a good boy lately. Haven’t you?”

“Yes sir,” Devon said. “I haven’t skipped work once this month!”

“That is a good boy,” Butch said. “Taking responsibility. I’m so proud of you.”

A warmth shot through Devon’s body. The complement just felt so good. “Yeah,” he blushed. His hefty body fell onto the bed next to Butch.

“For such a good boy you deserve a reward. Don’t you?” Butch leaned in for a kiss. The strong man had already wrapped his arms around Devon pulling him in. All Devon could do was nod. His mind was being overloaded with sensations as he felt the lips coming closer and closer to him. Butch was purposefully going slow, taunting him. 

“Yes… sir…” Devon breathed. The anticipation for the kiss was just too much. 

“Good boy,” Butch complemented as he pressed his lips against Devon’s. His hands wrapped around the other man as he felt every part of Devon’s 280 pound body. He leaned more of his weight onto Devon, forcing the other man down onto the mattress. Butch’s more toned body rounded around Devon’s thicker belly. He rolled onto the side of Devon, flipping the other man over. For just the one second that he paused the kiss, he could hear the other man let out a light whimper. “It’s alright big guy,” Butch caressed the side of his face, whispering in his ear. “I’m not going anywhere.”

Butch’s hands still rolled up and down Devon’s arms. Devon could feel the strong comforting presence of the other man. For just a few moments he relished in the feeling of Butch loving on him. But it didn’t last long as Butch rolled him onto his belly. Butch was clearly getting antsy. His large dick had been prodding him the entire time. Devon didn’t mind. He knew what he was there for and he’d been waiting for it as well.

“I see you’ve been practicing,” Butch complemented the large hole for him to enter.

“Yes sir,” Devon smiled. “Almost every day just for you sir.”

“Good boy,” Butch gave him a slap to the ass and plunges down into him. A heavy breath is forced out of Devon’s lungs as he feels the dick push deep inside him. He feels it running through his insides. But this is what he’d been practicing for. The first time was so painful but now he’d almost gotten used to the feeling of the other man’s dick pushed all the way into him. He wanted it. He needed it. “So good,” Butch grunted as he thrust even harder.

Devon bit down into the pillow trying to contain his excitement. It was the first time Butch had complemented him while he was going in on him. He couldn’t help but feel the joy of feeling Butch’s strong hands hold onto his sides as he proceeded to thrust. Devon bit the pillow harder. Each deep primal grunt Butch made sent another shiver down his spine. It felt so good to make Butch happy. He wanted to keep going. Feeling the masculine man taking him over more and more. His body slid across the bed, massaging his own dick. Each thrust drew him closer and closer. 

A deep grunt of satisfaction came out of Butch’s throat. Devon could feel splash after splash fill his insides. Swashes of cum filled him up and he felt his own ass tighten around Butch’s hard dick. Each thrust sent his mind into a different world as he felt the other man satisfied with his hole.

“That’s a good boy,” Butch complemented again. He lowered himself onto the bed, twisting Devon to still be in his arms. “Now we’ll get started on the rest of your training.” Devon’s face flushed with joy as he could hear the low growl in Butch’s voice.