The white fields of Nebraska passed in a blur as Jackson looked out the windows of the airplane. It was January and Jackson hated January. January was supposed to be the beginning of the new year. But for Jackson, January meant going to live with his father in Arizona. It had been three years since his parents had divorced, three years since he had truly been happy. It is not that he didn't like his father, he did. What Jackson didn't like about Arizona was his step-brother, Mark.
Mark was tall, with brown hair, and had blue eyes. What was striking about Mark was his sharp jaw and piercing eyes. Further down, Mark was also impressive. His broad shoulders held his toned arms around a well shaped torso. This was everything Jackson wasn't. While Mark looked like his father in most respects, Jackson looked more like his mother. Jackson's short stature didn't really compliment is lanky arms, black hair, or plain body.
Deep down, Jackson knew he was gay. He had yet to tell anyone besides another boy to whom he was briefly attracted. Every January for the past three years, Jackson had to enduring living with his hot step-brother. Although Jackson secretly longed to be intimate with Mark, Jackson knew it would never happen. Mark always like to talk about which girl he had recently conquered, and how many girls sucked his cock that week. The fact that Mark rarely wore a shirt in the hot, Arizona sun did little to help Jackson's lust; Jackson constantly caught himself fantasizing about what was below Mark's tanned abs.
Jackson stood on the sidewalk outside the airport waiting for his dad to pick him up. It was almost 2 o'clock, but his father said he'd pick up Jackson by 1:30.
"God, it's so hot here," muttered Mark. "Where is he? I can't believe he's late!"
As Jackson scanned the cars passing by, a Jeep began honking. Drawn by the noise, Jackson looked over to see his step-brother Mark and some chick flagging him down. At the sight of his step-brother, Jackson felt a little tight in his pants. Jackson crossed over to the Jeep, tossed his luggage behind the seat and crawled behind the girl to the back seat.
"Hey," was all Mark offered as a greeting.
Jackson repeated the same sentiment, nodding at both his step-brother and the girl. As the trio left the airport, Mark announced they needed to stop Maria's workplace to pick up some files.
"Ha," thought Jackson. "This is like the third Maria I've seen him with."
Mark pulled up in front of a tall building of glass and steel. On the face of the building, a sign labeled the building Biotronix. Mark and Maria got out and went inside, leaving Jackson alone in the Jeep. Jackson muttered to himself about how they acted like he was nonexistent. After what seemed like an hour, the pair returned. Mark was carrying a box for Maria with the company logo on it. He set the box in the back next to Jackson without a word.
As the jeep pulled out of the parking lot and towards home, Mark and Maria began a conversation between themselves, ignoring Jackson. Bored and slightly curious, Jackson decided to peak in to the box to see what Maria was working on. Inside the box were several folders stuffed with paper. Jackson flipped one open as discretely as possible. The pages appeared to be notes on some computer project. The title page had a large, red stamp mark that read "Discontinued". Jackson closed the folder only to notice a CD beneath. It was labeled "Biotronix Body Enhancement Console". Curious, Jackson took the CD and quietly slipped it in his bag.
Soon, the Jeep pulled to a stop in front of what was probably Maria's apartment building. As she got out Mark retrieved the box and tossed it in the dumpster as Maria instructed. He and Maria kissed while Jackson sat patiently in the Jeep. Then it was just Jackson and Mark. The drive to the house was relatively silent as Mark immediately turned on the stereo when Jackson tried to start a conversation. Though Mark was a dick, Jackson thought Mark sure was hot.
Once at home, Jackson realized his father wasn't. Just his step-mother Cindy. God, how Jackson hated Cindy. She was the home wrecker that caused the divorce. After exchanging brief and forced pleasantries, Jackson quickly went up to his room. He flopped on his bed, one thing on his mind: Mark. Even though the two boys hadn't exchanged words in the car, Jackson couldn't help but take quick glances at Mark's body.
Pulling his pants off, Jackson began stroking his soft, 5 inch cock. Jackson always wished his member was bigger, but what could he do? As he slowly moved his hand up and down his cock, he thought of feeling Mark's strong arms around his body, holding him. Mark would gently kiss his neck, working his way lower. Jackson wished he knew what Mark looked like naked, but he could only guess. After a few minutes, Jackson felt his balls pull up, ready to release. He began stroking faster. In his mind, his hands were running all over Mark's beautiful pecs, feeling up us abs. Mark kissed him, then forced his tongue into Jackson's mouth, intertwining, probing, passionately feeling Jackson's insides. It was too much for Jackson as he came with splats of cum covering his chest.
After Jackson cleaned himself, he decided he ought to unpack his stuff. While emptying his bag, he found the CD he had taken from Maria's box. Jackson pulled out his laptop, powered it up, and inserted the disc. The installation process was long; as the program loaded, Jackson continued unpacking. Soon Jackson heard the computer ding, signaling the completion of the installation. Eager and curious, Jackson looked as the program began running lines and lines of code. Suddenly, the screen changed displaying a house. Confused, Jackson clicked on the house. The screen changed, displaying a rendering of Jackson, Mark, Cindy, and his father. While Jackson was a little shocked by what he saw, he was more intrigued by the list that was displayed along the sides. Two columns listed detail covering clothing, behavior, traits, characteristics, features, appearance, and more. Jackson clicked on himself. The screen changed again showing just himself. He clicked appearance. A whole new set of options appeared, the first one was height. Curious still, Jackson slid the bar under height to six feet. Nothing happened, at first. Just as Jackson was about to close the program, he felt a slight pain in his legs. Extending his legs, he noticed the gap between the end of his jeans and his socks was increasing. He stood up and, yes he was taller! His shirt no longer covered his waist, exposing his midriff!
Elated, Jackson went back over to the computer. Looking through the appearance options, he found exactly what he was looking for: Penis Length. Smiling, he slid the bar about half the way up. Jackson unbuttoned his jeans and pulled out his 5 inch penis. He stared intently, waiting. Then it hit. Jackson felt a pressure behind his penis. Slowly, it started to grow. Inch by inch, new flesh came forth from his crotch, his penis doubling in length. When it stopped, Jackson estimated his new cock to be almost a foot in length!
It was unbelievable. Jackson stared at his bigger dick and admired the new weight of it in his hand. Even though he had just wanked, Jackson just knew he had to try out his new cock. Laying on his back, he placed both hands on his cock and began stoking, thinking once more of Mark. In his mind, Mark was tentatively licking Jackson's new cock with long slow licks. Jackson guided Mark to the tip of his cock. Mark smiled as he parted his lips and began putting all twelve inches of Jackson's meat in his mouth. Jackson imagined the hot, wet feeling of Marks mouth as it passed over his cock, over and over, sucking and touching. Finally, Jackson imagined blowing a load from his new, huge cock all over Mark's face as Mark smiled back.