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My Life As A Cock, Part 1

For months, I let me fuck buddy Keith turn me into his cock. When he first told me about it, I wasn’t sure I wanted to do it, but he promised he’d always turn me back before he came and I got lost and permanent.

It became a regular thing for us. Sometimes, he’d turn me while I was sucking is cock, making my tongue merge to his shaft and pull me in. Sometimes, he’d do it while fucking me, pulling my ass so tight against his cock that it felt like he was throbbing through my hips. When I was his cock, he’d lay back with his hands behind his head and admire how big I’d made him, slapping me against the palm of his hand, and stroking me until I drooled huge amounts of precum. But he always changed me back before he came. Until the last time…

He’d invited his friend, Jason, to watch the transformation. Knowing Jason would be watching totally turned me on. I was harder than I’d ever been when Keith was fucking me, as Jason stroked himself, waiting to see it.

I felt the familiar pull and gave in, turning into Keith’s cock faster than I ever had. When the transformation was complete, I could still see Jason. His eyes grew wide as he watched me jump and leak. It put him over the edge and he shot a load halfway across the room. Some of his load even landed on me and Keith. Even after shooting like that, Jason was still rock hard and turned on.

“Fuck, Keith,” he said, “that’s amazing! Can I suck him??”

I jumped in the air and leaked thick drops of approval onto the floor.

“I’m pretty sure that’s what he wants,” Keith replied, “Just be careful to not make us cum. He’ll be lost if you do.”

Jason crossed the room and dropped to his knees, sliding me into his warm, wet mouth. He gripped my shaft tight and pulled back on it, sucking my head and swallowing all the precum I was leaking. I heard Keith groan as he pushed me deeper into Jason’s mouth. I slipped over his tongue and into his tight throat, that massaged me all over. I could feel the cum building up fast in my balls as I got harder and Jason took me deeper. Keith could feel it, too.

“We’re getting close! You should stop!”

But Jason didn’t stop. He grabbed Keith’s ass and started ramming me deeper in and out of his waiting throat. I felt a warm tingle through my body and a rush of cum flowing through me.

“Fuck! Jason! Stop-“

Both me and Keith had lost control. Warm cum traveled through my whole body as my balls tightened.

“Jason! NO! Fuuuuuck!!”

I erupted my first thick cum jet down Jason’s throat. He pulled me out of his mouth and made me shoot the rest of my load on his face and chest like a goddamn fountain! Keith twitched and struggled against every shot.

“Sorry, man,” Jason said, wiping the cum from his face and licking his fingers.

“What’d you do??” Keith asked, devastated.

“I couldn’t stop!”

“What the fuck, man?!? He’s gone now!”

But I wasn’t gone. I was still there. And aware. I guess all those times turning into Keith’s cock had prepared me to be and stay a cock. So, I mustered all my strength and made myself jump again. Keith looked down in bewilderment.

“Dude! Is that you?”

I jumped and throbbed again, making myself hard in response.

“Is that you?” Keith asked again.

I made myself jump a couple times, nodding.

His eyes grew wide as a smile crossed his face. I made myself fully hard again.

“Dude! We’re gonna have SO much fun now,” Keith grunted.

I spit more precum in agreement as Jason smiled, turning around, bending over, and offering us his tight, waiting hole.

BODY shop: The Other Side

I work at a place called “Body Transition.” I do my best to leave every customer happy, or at least ‘pleased’ with the service I provide. I’d just finished absorbing a twin who knew nothing about cars, but everything about riding a cock, into my cock. The office phone rang and I answered it as I tucked my twine-swollen cock into my coveralls. It was the receptionist.

“We got another one, and he’s hot” he whispered in a harsh, quiet voice. “But if you take him too, I want in on the load you gotta have by now. Are you done with the last one?”

“Yeah. Send him back,” I grunted, “and I’ll let you have ‘em both.”

I arranged my full cock in my coveralls, still feeling the twin I’d just taken struggling to cum in my cock, and lifted a few pieces of equipment, getting my arms bigger and bulging in my coveralls, as the new guy walked into the garage. I looked into the hood of the car and wiped my greasy hands on a rag, eager to absorb another guy. My cock jumped and throbbed at the prospect.

“You needing a body transformation?” I asked, knowing full well what he wanted. He only nodded, looking my up and down, his eyes focusing on my bulge that only seemed to get bigger and wetter.

“C’mon over and I’ll show you what I have to offer.”

I leaned into the hood of the car, teasing him by hiding my bulge, but showing off my ass tight against the coveralls, as he walked toward me. I slammed the hood of the car, turned to him, and smiled as I gripped the outline of my hard cock.

“I know you’re looking, so here’s the full view.”

I unzipped the bottom of my coveralls and let my full cock and balls drop out. Even I was impressed at the size and girth I was sporting. I thought he’d refuse at first, or at least show some hesitation, but he immediately dropped to his knees and started licking my shaft. Yeah, he really wanted it.

I could feel my full cock getting harder and hotter against his lips and tongue. I moaned as he was bringing me closer and closer to shooting the twink I could still feel in my shaft and balls. I couldn’t take his mouth teasing me any more.

I pulled him to his feet, turned him around, and and yanked his shorts and underwear down to his ankles. Grabbing his hips, he thrust his hungry ass toward me. I slid my cock against his crack, pulled his body against me, and asked, “You ready for some body work?”

I felt his ass relax against my cock and seized the opportunity. I slowly slid my cockhead into his hole. I gasped when he opened his ass for me and rammed back, taking all of my cock until my balls touched his ass and my coveralls touched his back.

I didn’t even have to move. He started thrusting and riding hard against my cock, sliding his tight ass back and forth, taking every inch he could and trying for more. I put my hands on the back of my head and let him ride me, harder and deeper and faster, as I got bigger and thicker and closer to filling him with the twink in my cock. I could feel the twink throbbing to be let loose in him.

Finally, I couldn’t take it any more. I grabbed his waist and knew it was time to take him into my cock.

I started meeting every one of his thrusts with my own. I rubbed my hands up and down against his hips and waist until I felt him giving in. My cock pulled him deeper into me. The more I stroked his body, the more it drew into me, until his hips became the sides of my thick cock, as I kept stroking and rubbing him against the side of the car I’d been working on. My cock was leaking precum from my own balls, the twink, and the dude I was taking in. As he was turning, I saw my hot precum leaking from his mouth as it turned into my cum-slit, dripping on to the garage floor.

I could feel both him and the twink surging and throbbing in my cock and heavy balls, getting ready to cum. Both of them were struggling, making my cock leap and strain. The transformation was complete.

My receptionist, as always, had the best timing.

He walked into the garage, naked and hard. I figured he must’ve been listening on the speakerphone the whole time.

He walked over to me and grabbed my cock, hard and tight.

“I told you this would be a good one.”

“Get on your knees! This one’s PERFECT, and they both can’t wait!”

He dropped to his knees and slid my hard, throbbing cock into his mouth. He grabbed my balls as my cock, with two mind of its own, throbbed and jumped against his wet lips and throat. He pulled my balls as I felt the orgasm building. It was gonna be a big one!

He was taking me deep, so I grabbed the back of his head and thrust every inch into his throat. His tongue under my cock, his throat muscles massaged my cockhead until I was at the point of no return.

My cockhead grew even bigger in his mouth and shot a big, thick shot down his throat. I quickly pulled out and and grunted as the rest of my load covered his face, the voices of the two guys in my cock loving every spurt and fading away.

I rubbed my cock against the receptionist’s lips as he licked me clean and swallowed what was left of the guys I’d absorbed.

“Don’t forget,” he said, squeezing another drop of cum from my softening cock, “you have two estimates tomorrow morning.”

He licked the drop he’d squeezed and headed back to the lobby.

BODY shop

I got into a fender bender about a week ago. My insurance company recommended I take my car to a place called “Body Transformation” to get all the scrapes buffed and dents fixed. I got more than I bargained for.

I drove to “Body Transformation”, parked outside, and went into the front office. The receptionist looked over his glasses at me and told me to take a seat, and that a mechanic would be with me in a minute. I admit, I was taken aback at how toned and “pretty” he was. I’m not usually into twinks, but he was so handsome, I wouldn’t have kicked him out of bed for eating crackers. I couldn’t tell if he caught me checking out the crease of his pec muscles peeking through his just-tight-enough shirt, or the way his neck muscles perfectly met his clavicle.

He picked up the phone, spoke in hushed tones, and told me it was ok for me to go back into the shop and talk to the mechanic. Hiding the beginning of a hard on, I opened the door and went into the garage. What I saw only brought my cock to full, fast attention.

The mechanic stood before me. His biceps bulged around the short sleeves of his coveralls. He was wiping his big, greasy hands on a towel, still inspecting the work he must’ve just finished on a car. His coveralls were tight against every inch of his body, and his chest, muscular and hairy, seemed to be forcing its way out and begging to be seen and worshipped. He looked up at me when he heard the door close behind me, and smiled.

“You needing a body transformation?”

Still in awe of his physical perfection, I could only nod as my eyes ran over every beautiful inch of him. He must have noticed my fascination, because I was the tight bulge in his crotch grow bigger.

“C’mon over and I’ll show you what I have to offer.”

As I walked toward him, he leaned into the hood of the car he was working on and I saw the most perfect ass I’d ever seen, struggling against the fabric of his coveralls. He slammed the hood and turned to me, again showing his cocky smile and the bulging dipstick in his pants.

“I know you’re looking, so here’s the full view.”

He unzipped his coveralls from the bottom and the biggest cock I’d ever seen came jumping out! I didn’t wait for a word or invitation. I dropped to my knees and started licking his shaft. It was so big, I thought he was already hard, but the more I licked him, the bigger it got. I could feel it getting hotter and throbbing against my tongue. He moaned as I rubbed his perfect red cock against my lips.

Just as I was getting ready to suck it, he pulled me to my feet, turned me around, and yanked my shorts to my ankles. I raised my ass in the air as he leaned over me, rubbing his wet cock against my crack, and gruffly whispered into my ear, “You ready for some body work?”

He pushed his cockhead into me. I wanted it so bad that I couldn’t wait! I thrust back against him, taking it all the way in until I could feel the fabric of his coveralls against my ass. “Holy FUCK, dude,” he said, grunting, “you want this BAD!”

And he wasn’t wrong. He stood still as I thrust my ass onto his cock. I could feel it getting bigger still every time I made my ass slap against his balls. Finally, he grabbed my waist with his meaty hands and started meeting my thrusts with his own. That’s when it started to happen.

Somehow, I felt my legs slip out of my shoes and shorts, shrinking. My arms, against the car for balance, shrunk away from the car. Only his rough hands were holding me in place. I turned to look at him as he began stroking my body. His head was back in ecstasy as I felt my ass grow tight around his cock. I tried to speak, but my mouth would only leak huge amounts of precum as I continued to shrink and merge with his hairy body. Before I knew it, I wasn’t thrusting against his cock anymore. Instead, his hands were stroking my whole body, rubbing and squeezing my head, as I fought the urge to cum as his cock.

He rubbed me against the car he’d been working on. I could feel his cum starting to surge from deep inside me, getting closer and closer to shooting out my new mouth. I was starting to fade into the pure pleasure of it when the door to the garage opened.

The receptionist stepped in, naked and hard himself. He walked over to the mechanic and gripped me tight.

“I told you this would be a good one.”

“Get on your knees! This one’s PERFECT, and he doesn’t want to wait!”

The receptionist got on his knees and the mechanic slid me into his mouth. I throbbed and leapt with excitement, unable to hold back any longer, as he slid me in deeper and deeper, and the receptionist sucked me harder and harder. As I gave in to the orgasm, I shot a big load as far down his throat as I could. The mechanic pulled me out and finished on the receptionist’s face.

I faded away as he rubbed me on the receptionist’s lips, squeezing out a last hot drop before I was gone.

The Beast

I admit, I didn’t know what to expect when I answered an online ad for “complete, orgasmic pleasure.” The poster sounded hot enough in his brief description, and I was finally horny enough to try him out. I sent a response and dick pic, and he responded with a nice cock pic of his own and a place where we could meet.

Reading his ad, where he said he was wanting to release his “cock-beast,” got me hard before I finished reading. From the pic he sent me, it looked like his hard cock was as thick as a beer bottle, and long enough to make me cum just by hitting my g-spot.

I drove the address he told me, parked my car, and knocked on the door. When it opened, I saw the man who had invited me, and so much more.

His shirt was tight against his muscular chest, and his shorts were so tight against him that I could already see the outline of the cock he’d shown me online. Before I could say a word, he gripped the outline of that magnificent cock, looked me dead in the eye, and said, “You ready for this beast?”

With one hand still on the cock outline in his shorts, he grabbed my shirt with his other hand and pulled me inside as the door shut behind me. I grabbed his bulge with both hands as he put his hands on my shoulders and pushed me down to my knees. I was eager to get a look at the beast he’d promised.

Pulling his shorts and underwear down, I wasn’t disappointed! His cock leapt from the waistband of his underwear, slapping me on the cheek as it kept growing harder.

“You unleashed it, now watch it grow for you!”

I couldn’t help but lick the head of his wet cock as his shaft grew larger, and his head grew bigger against my tongue. Fully hard, he had to be at least 11 inches… and thick! He teased my mouth by thrusting his hard head in and out of my lips. I slowly stripped as he fed my his growing cock.

The more he slid it in and out of my mouth, the more I wanted him to fuck me. He pulled me closer and, every time he pushed his way into my mouth, he slid a finger in my ass. He could tell I wanted it.

“I’m ready for that complete pleasure,” I gasped, trying to catch my breath in between him slipping his cockhead into my mouth.

Without a word, he lifted me from my knees and threw me onto his futon. He put my legs and his shoulders and teased my hole, making it wet with the leaking tip of his cock.

“Remember,” he said, “you came here for completely pleasure.”

Before I could say anything, he gripped his cock and I gasped as he slid his cockhead into me. It was tight, but I relaxed as he pushed further in, until I felt our balls touch. As he started to fuck me, he ran his hands up and down the sides of my body. With every thrust, and every time his hands explored the sided of my body, I felt more and more pleasure. Just as I started to get lost in the feeling, I noticed it.

I thought he’d been fucking me so good and deep that my legs had gone numb. But when I looked down, I saw that my legs were now part of his balls. I tried to kick and move them, but it only made his balls bounce and tighten, as he moaned louder.

He kept stoking my sides as I realized his hands were getting closer and closer together. As I looked at him, I found myself getting closer and closer to his body. I titled my head back, to cry for help or moan in pleasure. When I opened my mouth, precum leaked out of it. I tried to turn my head and look around, but I was stiff and felling total pleasure from head to toe. Suddenly, I realized he had a tight grip around my whole body with his meaty hand. I looked up at him as he kept stoking my whole body, sending wave after wave of pleasure through me. I fought against him, but that only made his cock bigger and harder.

My legs were now his balls, and my arms had become part of his shaft. I was quickly losing myself in his cock. But I was determined to hold on for as long as I could.

I felt his hand cup his balls as the other stoked hard and faster. I was determined not to give in, even though I could feel the hot cum traveling up my legs, ready to shoot through me. He stroked harder and faster, my mind and body aching to give over total control, but still holding back on giving him the satisfaction.

Finally, giving up, he let me go, looking down at me and slapping me. “Damn,” he said, “I’ve never had anyone keep themselves this long!”

I knew I was about to be lost as his cock forever, but I had one last shot. And shoot I would!

As he was looking down at me in frustration, I finally let go. The last thing I remember seeing was the look of surprise on his face and hearing him say, “FUCK” as I tightened my legs in his balls, opened the cock-slit that was once my mouth, and shot a hot load in his face. He tried to grab me, but I kept throbbing from side to side, shooting more and more cum in his face, on his chest, and as far as I could land it.

In my last moments, I was in control, shooting stream after stream of cum. As I lost myself in his shrinking cock, I left with the pleasure of knowing he’d never feel that way again, and that, if only for a few moments, I’d controlled the Beast.

Pool TOYZ 2/2

The door to the pool room opened. Eric and Buckley, coming back with drinks, leaky limp cocks, and smiles on their faces, entered the room. They looked around.

“Where’s Kevin?” they asked in unison.

I stepped out of the pool, my hard cock leaking, as my Kevin-cock jumped and throbbed at the sight of its friends.

Eric and Buckley saw my hard cock bobbing against the water. I settled back in to the hot tub as Eric grabbed Buckley’s cock and led him into the water.

“I think Kevin went to use the restroom,” I said. My cock jumped at the lie I told, Kevin more than eager to be used.

“Too bad,” Buckley said. “Hope he doesn’t miss out.”

“Believe me, he won’t miss a thing!”

Eric pulled Buckley back into the hot tub by his cock. They sat on each side of me. I thrust my hips forward, exposing just the head of my hard cock above the water.

“So, you boys want it?”

Without a word, Buckley reached over and gripped my shaft as Eric licked the leaking tip.

“Damn,” Buckley said, stroking me. “I’d swear you’re bigger than before!”

I stood up, my cock still hard and swollen from taking Kevin. I could feel how much he was enjoying the attention.

Eric and Buckley were mesmerized. I put my hands on the back of their heads and drew them into my cock. They both couldn’t resist. Eric licked the head as Buckley sucked hard on my swollen shaft.

“Damn! You guys are gonna make me shoot!”

I could still feel and hear Kevin living in my cock. He wanted it as much as I did… maybe even more.

I sat back down into the water. Eric and Buckley’s hands fought over my cock as they made out and stroked my shaft. I could feel Kevin straining inside my cock, begging for attention and release. I pushed myself out onto the side of the pool, still hard and ready. I looked down at my throbbing cock and said, “Are you ready for this?”

Buckley and Eric could’t resist my hard cock. Buckley licked the head and slid the shaft down his throat as Eric sucked my balls. I moaned as Buckley concentrated so hard onto my cock that he didn’t even notice his hands and legs melting into my shaft. Eric was sucking my balls so hard that he barely let out a grunt as he transformed into my heavy sack.

The next thing I knew, I was hard, leaking, heavy, and full of three hot college guys.

Now that I had three guys living as my cock and balls, I knew that one of them deserved a reward.

I walked over to the pool and sank in. I felt Kevin, Eric, and Buckley gasp against the cool water. Still, I stroked my cock, bringing me closer to shooting. That’s when I decided to give one of the boys the ultimate reward.

I dropped into the water, stroking my full cock. Then, I grunted hard and released Kevin. I pushed him out of my cock, feeling him pull and stretch from my shaft and balls. Feeling him stand and release from my cock, his head rose from the water as he gasped and I grabbed his hands, leading them to my cock.

Gripping my cock, he moaned as the feeling came back into his body. He looked into my eyes and I asked, “Do you want them? You were my cock, so I know you do. They’re yours.”

Kevin bobbed under the water, sucking my my cock deeper than I’d ever felt. He came up for air and I told him I was about to shoot. He backed up and watched in eager anticipation.

I grunted and shot a thick stream of Buckley-cum into the water. Kevin dove down and took my cock into his mouth, the cum floating around him, as I shot load after hot load into his mouth, draining Eric and the rest of Buckley down his throat. He pushed me to the pool steps. Walking out of the water, hard as a rock, he grabbed my head and tilted it back. Gripping his own leaking dick, he rubbed it against my lips, sliding it into my mouth and down my throat.

“My turn,” he said, as fucked my mouth hard and fast, shooting his pure, hot load down my throat.

Pool TOYZ 1/2

Sometimes, I like to take a little “Stay-cation.” I get a local hotel room and spend a night or two. Sometimes, I plan a hook up. Sometimes, I plan an orgy. Sometimes, I just stay in the room, watching TV and ordering room service. Last weekend, I got more than I’d planned for.

I checked in pretty late, got settled my room, then put on my trunks and headed down to the pool/ hot tub. It was already closed for the night, but my friend Mason was working the front desk, so he allowed after-hours swimming for a select few.

I walked into the pool/hot tub room, towel in hand, and saw 3 20-something guys relaxing in the hot tub. Their beers rested on the sides of the bubbling tub. They were all sitting very close to each other, and they quickly separated as I walked in.

I set my towel on the side of the hot tub and slid in.

The guys all took sips of their beers in unison.

“How’s it goin’, guys,” I asked, as I slipped into the the churning water.

“It’s a great night,” one of them said, his hand buried in the water, obviously near or stroking his friend’s cock. One of them spoke up.

“I’m Kevin, “ the cutest one said, moving closer to me. “That’s Buckley and Eric over there.”

I nodded to the boys sitting across from me, pretending not to notice how close the two were sitting and where the angles of their arms were leading.

“Nice to meet you, boys,” I said, glancing down at the water’s depth where their hands were hidden. “Looks like you guys are having fun.”

Kevin slid next to me and slid his hand down my trunks. “Maybe the fun’s just getting started.”

Buckley and Eric started making out, most of their bodies still hidden under the waves of the hot tub. Kevin kissed my neck and gripped my cock as it grew in his hand.

“You guys wanna play a game?” I asked.

I slid my trunks off and thrust my hips forward, my now hard cockhead poking out from the waves as the water surged against my shaft.

“It’s called ‘bob for cock.’”

It’d been 15 years since I graduated college, but these frat boys still knew what they liked and what they wanted. One at a time, they took turns opening their throats and bobbing down on my cock. I noticed Buckley and Eric kept stroking each other as they both went down on me, but Kevin never lost focus on my cock. As Kevin was sucking me, his face dipping below the water, Eric and Buckley stood up in the tub, hard-ons raging.

“We’re gonna go back to our room and get some more booze,” Eric said, “You guys want anything?”

Kevin’s face was buried on my cock, and I said, “Sure. Bring us a couple.”

Kevin came up for air as Eric and Buckley, hard and dripping wet, got out of the tub, wrapped themselves in towels, and stumbled out the room to the elevators. The door slammed behind them.

“Well,” I said to Kevin, “looks like it’s just you and me. Wanna see a trick?”

“Sure! I already like what I see!”

I told Kevin to stand up and he obeyed. He was hard, his perfect cock standing straight at attention. I teased his cocked with my tongue then slid it all into my throat. He gasped in pleasure. I let my throat tighten around his shaft and started to force my way in. My hairy legs receded into his balls as his shaft grew thicker and pulled me in. Kevin stood in the hot tub, now alone with a huge dripping cock, confused by what had just happened. I strained and stretched my cockbody, making it bounce and throw against the surface of the water. Kevin gave in to the pure pleasure both of us were feeling.

“Wha-,” he started to say as I stretched from his cock and transformed back, standing hard and horny, before his eyes.

“Pretty cool, right? You wanna know how it feels?”

Without a word, he nodded, dropped to his knees, and swallowed my cock. I’d never felt anyone want it so bad before. He swallowed my whole cock and drove it deeper and deeper into his throat.

Gasping between breaths and thrusts, he begged, “ Make me… your… cock. I want… to be your… hard cock…”

My hands slid from the back of his head to his shoulders, pulling him deeper. I fucked his mouth harder and deeper. I felt his legs lift from the floor of the hot tub and sink into my balls. I squeezed and rubbed his shoulders as they came closer and closer together, until I was gripping and rubbing my own hard cock. He was totally my cock now.

I gripped him tight, slapped him against the water a few times, and asked, “You like that, Kevin?”

He throbbed in my hand and leaked precum in complete approval. I put my hands on the back of my head and looked down at him in approval.

“Good. You still still know who you are and what you want.”

He throbbed again, acknowledging my control and his awareness.

I stepped out of the hot tub, my cock big and my balls heavy. I walked to the pool and jumped in. The shock of the cooler water almost made Kevin cum. I gripped him tight and said, “Not yet, boy. Let me show you what we can do.”

The door to the pool room opened. Eric and Buckley, coming back with drinks, leaky limp cocks and smiles on their faces, entered the room. They looked around.

“Where’s Kevin?” they asked in unison.

I stepped out of the pool, my hard cock leaking, as my Kevin-cock jumped and throbbed at the sight of its friends.

Taking TURNS

My boyfriend Bryan and I like to play a little game. We’re all about sharing, and that night, it was my turn to be in charge.

Plain and simple, we both love turning into cock. Once a week, we take turns. I’m super horny the whole week before. Every other Friday, I count the minutes until Bryan gets home from work.

I showered before he got home and sat in only my robe, eagerly waiting for the moment he walked in the door. The front door opened and he saw me sitting in the chair, legs spread and hard as a rock. He smiled and closed the door behind him, dropping to his knees, hungry for my cock.

I let him suck me for a while, keeping me hard and wet. I stripped him of his shirt and shoved my hands down his pants, grabbing his hard cock.

“You know whose week it is,” I sais, grabbing the waistband of his slacks and underwear, yanking them both down to his ankles.

His cock always jumps out with such force, I couldn’t stop myself from going down on it.

“You got it all planned,” he asked, moaning as I take his cock into my throat.

I gripped his cock hard, licked the tip, and looked into his eyes.

“You know I do!”

He put his hands on the back of my head and rubbed his leaking cockhead on my lips. Just as I opened my mouth to lick him, he shoved his cock into my mouth. I took all his inches and could feel my throat tighten around his cock. Making eye contact with him one last time, I gave in to the pull of his cock.

My mouth and throat merged with his cock as he grew thicker in my mouth. I felt my legs retract into my body, turning into his thick, heavy balls. I closed my eyes and plunged him deeper into my throat, knowing that, when I become aware again, I’d be Bryan’s cock.

I felt a warm grip around and stroking my whole cock-body. I heard Bryan say, “You sure you took care of this?” He always asks. I throbbed in response as the doorbell rang.

He knows I’ve taken care of us. He walked to the door naked, my hard body slapping between his thighs with each step, leaving drops of precum on each side.

He opened the door and saw the guy I arranged for this week. I always do my best to find his type. That week, it was a slim otter with perfectly trimmed beard and, by what he shared online, chest and pubes. He looked exactly like his picture, so I slightly jumped in excitement. Both he and Bryan noticed my excitement. He grabbed me and before he even walked in the door. I throbbed with approval and let a tiny bit of precum leak from my lips onto his hand.

He stepped inside and Bryan closed the door as he stroked me, making me slick. The trick dropped to his knees and started sucking me. Bryan felt my excitement ripple through him and pulled his mouth off of me.

“Easy, buddy,” he said, “All in good time. Why don’t you show me what you got?”

“I sent you pictures,” he responded. “Wasn’t that enough?”

“Dude, show me what you got. I wanna see the difference between real and ‘net.”

The dude stripped off his shirt and pulled his shorts to the ground. He was exactly who he’d shown online, his perfect cock curving upward from his pubes, the head big, thick, and wet. I jumped in approval again as Bryan grabbed his shaft, stroking him even harder and making his cockhead swell even more.

Bryan shoved him onto the couch and put his legs on his shoulder. He rubbed me against his hole and laughed, saying, “Is this what you came here for?” I grew harder in anticipation.

Without a word, the dude thrust his hips upward and slid my head into his ass. Damn, he was tight! I heard Bryan chuckle, letting my head adjust to the tight asshole, then moan as he pushed me in further. This one would be easy. Bryan thrust me forward all the way into the dude’s tight ass. I felt his ass muscles grip and massage my shaft-body as Bryan slid me in and out, in and out.

Bryan knew I was getting close, so he slipped me out. The dude got on all fours, expecting to be fucked really hard until he came.

That was my cue.

Bryan put his hands on the back of his head, rubbed me against the dude’s ass, and finally let me turn back. He grabbed the dude’s ass with both hands, spreading his ass cheeks, as I slip one wet finger in.

The dude gasped in surprise as he turned his head and saw both of us standing behind him, naked and hard.

Bryan thrust himself into the dude’s ass. When he did, the dude gasped again. I had made my way around him, so I slipped my cock into his mouth.

I watched, getting harder and closer to cumming, as the dude’s arms melted into his side and his legs drew up into Bryan’s balls. For a few perfect seconds, my cock docked into his mouth as it became Bryan’s piss slit. Finally, my cock slid out and, face-to-face and cock-to-cock with Bryan, I was ready to shoot.

Bryan stroked his new dude-cock and I stroked mine. We shot together, me taking shot after explosive shot of the dude-cum Bryan had aimed up toward my mouth, as I shot my load on Bryan’s stomach and chest. I licked him clean as he leaked the last bit of the dude into my mouth.

We collapsed in a pool of cum and exhaustion.

“Next week,” he said, “it’s MY turn!”

Night STICK 2/2

My cock was still hard and dripping the cum from changing the perp I’d just shot. But seeing that go-go boy lean over and offer his ass to me made my cock made me instantly hard again. I DID have another load in the chamber for him, and I was ready to give it to him.

He picked up my cuffs, grabbed my still slick cock, and pulled me into the club’s back door. Still gripping my cock, he led me into the stripper changing room. He shoved me down onto a chair and handcuffed my wrists behind my head. I was spread eagle and my cock started throbbing and growing again.

He dropped to his knees and started rubbing my thighs, making me hard again. I knew I would change him into my cock, but never let on. I hoped I could work my way out of my cuffs.

He licked his way around my balls and up my hard shaft. It jumped and throbbed with each pass. Once he made me hard and ready again, he turned his back to me, spread his ass cheeks, and showed off his asshole.

“Well, officer,” he said, “I want you to give me a cavity search.”

With his cheeks still spread, he lowered himself onto my cock. I thrust my cock into him. He gasped and laughed. His ass was so tight and I felt it milking me for every last drop.

He rode me hard, taking every hard thrust I could give him. I kept thrusting as I watched his tight ass merge into my tight balls. He threw his head back and arched his back as his back melted into my shaft and his head became my cock head.

I was still handcuffed. Even though the stripper had become my cock, he somehow still had control!

He kept making my cock jump and throb, as I looked down helplessly, watching it get harder and wetter from the leaking precum.

“Sometimes, tricks have tricks,” I heard a voice say in my head. I’d never had a cock I’d turned stay aware and in control!

I felt ripples of pure pleasure run through my cock. I tried to hold back, but his orgasm was building stronger and stronger. I thought I was about to cum when, suddenly, I felt my hands slip out of the cuffs. I closed my eyes for a moment and opened them again, and somehow saw him riding my cock again, his hands on my thighs as they melted into HIS cock!

I was lost in pleasure as I became his cock! He slapped and stroked me as I felt cum building up through my new balls and body, even more intense, ready to shoot. His cum started to surge through me when…

He quickly turned me back. I was on the floor in front of him, wet and hard and ready to shoot. He grunted as his cock stated to shoot. Still in unison with him, I shot, too. His hot load landed on my chest and face as my load shot on my face and over my shoulder.

He grabbed my wet, shrinking cock, giving it one last stroke, tossed the handcuffs on my chest, and walked out of the room.

Night STICK

I always volunteer to work the night shift in Boystown. It’s not Chicago’s Boystown, but there’s no lack of hot, gay guys stumbling out of the bars here. I see the guys checking me out in my uniform as they leave the clubs, hoping I don’t bust them for public drunkenness or drunk driving. But it’s the sober DDs and “responsible” guys that always turn me on the most. When those guys make eye contact, I puff up my chiseled chest and grab my nightstick, waiting for one of them to actually have the balls to approach me. I have a plan in mind for the first guy that does, and it’s looking like tonight could be the night.

I spotted a guy I wanted dragging his friend out to a waiting cab. The friend was a total mess. But the other guy was my definition of perfection. Dark hair, broad chest with the perfect amount of chest hair peeking from under his shirt, biceps bulging against his short-sleeve shirt, and a perfectly round ass pressed against his tight jeans. Both of them struggled with the door handle as I approached.

“You boys need any help?” I asked, gripping my nightstick.

“I think I got this, officer. Thanks.”

I stood there and watched as the “responsible” one got the cab door open and shoved his drunk friend into the back seat. The fucked up guy mumbled as his friend leaned into the cab, pre-paying the driver. I watched as his jeans hugged every inch of his ass and cock even tighter, and I started to get hard.

He closed the door, waved to his friend, and turned back toward the club, bumping into me. I felt his hand brush against my growing hard on.

“Sorry, sir,” he said.

“It’s ok,” I responded, still gripping my nightstick tight. “I’m just glad you were taking care of your friend.”

I saw him glance at my leather-gloved hand on my nightstick, then glance at my cock-stick starting to strain against my pants. His eyes slowly ran from my package, up to hard nipples showing through my shirt, to my lips.

“I’m good at taking care of things.”

“If you step back here into the alley, you can tell me more.”

I backed into the alley, slowly rubbing my nightstick, as he eagerly followed.

Once we were out of sight in the alley, I ripped open my shirt. For a moment, he was transfixed on my chest, then he leaned in to kiss and lick my chest. Just before his tongue and lips made contact, he stopped and looked up at me, asking, “This isn’t a sting, is it?”

I grabbed the back of his head and said, “I’ll give you a stinger in just a minute.” I pulled his face into my chest and grunted as he licked and sucked my nipples. Then I forced his head down, over my stomach and gun belt, and pressed his face against my cock. My precum was already leaking through my boxers and pants, and he was licking it up.

He dropped to his knees, undid my belt, unzipped my pants, and yanked my pants and underwear to my ankles. My cock slapped him in the forehead. He grabbed it and slid it into his mouth. I knew this was the one.

I let him worship my cock for a few minutes, then I grabbed his hair and pulled him off of it.

“I think I know what you want!”

I pulled him to my mouth, kissed him hard, then turned him around and yanked his pants to his ankles. I picked my nightstick up off the ground and slid it sideways into his mouth, rubbing my hard cock against his tight asshole. Once his mouth had a tight grip on the stick, I asked, “You ready?”

He merely grunted an affirmative response and raised his ass to me, forcing my cock head into him. I gripped his hips and drove my cock into his ass, until my balls were against his cheeks. Then I started ramming. I’d waited too long for this, and now I was ready to take full advantage of the situation.

I felt his ass get tighter and tighter on my cock. I ran my hand down his spine, making him arch and tighten even more. Then, I started his change.

I grabbed his wrists and held them behind his back with one hand, drilling him harder and harder. I saw him start to drool on my nightstick still clinched in his mouth… but it wasn’t drool. He was leaking precum from his mouth. I knew I was close to completing my task.

His eyes widened as his arms and legs sunk into himself. I kept ramming as his ass merged into my balls, his chest hair sliding down his morphing body and becoming my pubes. My nightstick fell to the ground with a clank as his face and mouth melted into my throbbing cock head.

I loved the feeling of having him as my cock, I knew he loved it, too. I tried my best to hold back and not lose it…

A door opened into the alley. Just as one of the go-go boys stepped out for a smoke, wearing only his g-string, I lost it.

My heavy balls swelled, my enlarged cock and cockhead began to throb, I grabbed my own ass and started to shoot, hands-free. And hard! I grunted and cursed as I shot thick, heavy ropes of cum all over the alley, my chest, my face, and onto the go-go boy’s shoes.

Exhausted, I rubbed the cum on my body.

“Well, officer,” the go-go boy said, turning his back to me and bending over to pick up the fallen handcuffs from my discarded belt loop, exposing his smooth ass, “think you got another load in that chamber for me?”

STEAM room

I’d been working out at the gym for a couple hours every day, building my lats, quads, and every other muscle I could make tighter. When I pushed myself and body as far as I could take it, I needed to relax in the sauna.

I walked into the steam and poured water on the hot rocks, making them steam and sizzle even more. I sat on the bench, wrapped in my towel, and spread my legs, soaking the heat into my body. I’d worked almost every muscle in my body, and hoped to work the one last muscle that needed it most. The sauna door opened and an Adonis walked in.

His towel hugged his waist as he closed the door behind him. Our eyes met as the lock clicked behind him and his towel fell to his ankles. He gasped as he bent over to grab the towel, turning to look at me again. He had the most perfect ass I’d ever seen! It was round and smooth, and he let the towel slowly rub up his thighs and perfect ass cheeks as he replaced it. One look had awakened my cock and was all the proof and encouragement I needed that I still had one more muscle to work out.

He sat next to me on the bench, wrapped in his towel again, and couldn’t have helped but notice the tent raising in MY towel. He looked me in the eye and stood up again, letting his towel fall to the floor, exposing his big, semi-hard cock as it slapped against his leg. I grabbed my cock through the cotton, as it grew harder and peeked from behind my towel. He turned his back to me, once again showing off his muscular ass, and bent over, grabbing his ankles, offering his tight hole to me.

I stood up and let my towel fall to the floor as I walked up to his ass, grabbed his hips, and started rubbing my growing, leaking cock against his sweaty hole.

I reached around and felt him get hard in my hand as I rubbed my cock against his back and crack. He reached around and grabbed my cock, guiding it into his wet ass, then reached around and squeezed my ass from behind as I thrust all the way into him.

I fucked him hard, watching his hard cock bounce with every deep thrust. I felt his ass get tight around my cock as he started shouted and started shooting, which made me thrust even deeper. Every time he shot, I felt his ass bond more and more to my hard cock, felt him meld more into my cock, until I found myself stroking my cock, covered with his cum, as I heard his voice in my head, begging for more.

—

I’d just finished absorbing the first guy and was stroking my bigger cock when the sauna door opened again. A guy with a massive, hairy chest and thin waist walk in, seeing me stoking my cock, still wet from the the first guy’s cum.

“Fuck,” he said,”you must be a fucking faggot!”

I saw his cock jump and start to grow under his towel as he turned to the door.

I stood up, still hard, leaking, and naked, and jumped to the door, closing it before he could leave.

I pressed my hard cock against his back, tore off his towel, and reached around to grab his cock. It was even harder and bigger than I thought. I knew what he really wanted.

I slammed him against the the door and started rubbing my cock against his back. He tired to fight it, but I grabbed his hips and slammed him hard against the sauna door.

“What the fuck, ya fag? What’re ya doing to me??”

“Nothing you don’t really want,” I said, “or this wouldn’t be working.”

I licked his neck and rubbed my cock against his back, pulling him into my cock. I’d never made a guy my cock without fucking him or having him suck me, but I knew this closeted bitch would be my first! The more he fought it, the faster he merged into my hard shaft, making it jump and throb with every protestation. I kept thrusting, holding his wrists as they melted into my cock, then stroking the shaft he was making even thicker and longer. He cried out one last time and I found myself alone, harder and bigger, pressed against the sauna door.

—

I stumbled away from the door, my cock heavy and leaking with the guys I’d just taken in, and collapsed on the bench. The door opened again. A cute, young otter with a perfect hairy chest and treasure trail walked into the room. He closed the door behind him. I could tell he was transfixed on my full, throbbing cock and balls.

“Damn,” he said, “that looks really nice! Need some help?”

I thought about making him my cock, too. He’d make a nice addition to my length and girth. But he seemed cool, not like the arrogant assholes that usually frequent the sauna and deserve a good cock lesson.

“Sure,” I said, walking to the corner of the sauna, gripping my cock and shaking it for him, “I always appreciate a hand.”

He walked over to me. I took his hand and placed it on my full cock. I smiled and slid my hand into his towel making it fall to the ground. He started stroking me, my own precum making the lube, as I stroked him.

He dropped to his knees and picked up the pace. I couldn’t hold back any more.

I shot my load HARD, full of the last two guys I’d absorbed, over his shoulder and onto the hot sauna rock. It sizzled as load after load landed on the rocks and on the hot otter’s shoulder. He licked me clean, swallowing whatever was left, and shooting his own load on the floor, as I felt a moment of HIM trying to absorb ME.

“I’ve heard about you,” he said, sucking and licking the last of the cum off my cock. “Maybe next time, we can find some guys to share.”

He stood up, rubbed the last of his cum against my stomach, and walked out of the sauna.

DUDE Ranch

I spent last summer working on a ranch. After a few months of hard work, I found myself transforming from a chubby otter into a hot cowboy. The hard work made my beer gut and love handles melt away, and my muscles began to bulge more than I’d even imagine possible.

James and I worked every day together on the ranch. We lifted bales of hay together, shirtless, and watched each other as our arms and backs grew stronger and our muscles grew tighter. I don’t know if he noticed the changes I was going through, but I definitely noticed his! I watched for weeks as the muscles in his back grew and rippled, and straining with each lift, doing my best to hide my cock’s approval. His smooth chest was filling out more and more, as his jeans seemed to get looser on his waist but tighter on his ass, and his nipples seemed to get harder and harder as each day passed.

One day, he strained to lift a bale and dropped it, sweaty and frustrated. His ass was tight against the denim and I could have sworn I saw the outline of his hard cock straining against the zipper of his jeans.

He tried lifting, then dropped the bale again, and sighed.

“James,” I said, trying to hide the erection growing in my own jeans, “you ok?”

He turned to me with a smirk, unzipping his pants and releasing his massive cock, and said, “I’d be a lot better if someone would take care of this. I haven’t shot a load in weeks! And I KNOW you’ve been watching me as much as I’ve been watching you.”

My jaw dropped as I dropped to my knees and his jeans dropped to his ankles. Neither of us said a word as I opened my mouth and he slid his cock into my mouth. I thought he was hard when he whipped it out, but the more I licked and sucked him, the bigger and harder he grew!

I opened my mouth and throat for him even wider, letting him slide every inch in and out, taking every throbbing, growing inch even deeper.

“I’m gonna make you mine,” he said. “And you’re gonna love every second of it!”

I tried to ask what he meant, but he grabbed the back of my head and slid his cock back into my mouth. I could feel it ram against the back of my throat, then slide down even deeper. I kept swallowing all he had to give. His precum started to leak down my throat as I felt my hands sink deeper and merge into his ass and thighs. He held my head tight and kept ramming his growing cock deeper into my throat as I felt my cowboy hat slip over my eyes.

I could taste his precum leaking into me… into my mouth, throat, and stomach. His throbbing vein and cock were becoming part of my mouth and throat, pulling me tighter and tighter into his cock. By then, I knew what he wanted. And I wanted it even more! I sucked him harder and deeper, giving in to his magnificent cock. I slid my tongue around his shaft until I could feel it bond with his cock, making me open my mouth wider and take even more. My eyes closed tight, it felt like his cock was so far down my throat that I could almost feel it poking through my ass. I clinched my ass tight and realized I could feel his cock move and jump through my body. I was lost in the feeling of my whole body being hard and still and full of cum.

When he lifted the hat from my eyes, I realized I had become his cock. He laughed, put the hat back on the hard shaft I had become. I heard the barn door open and footsteps approached.

James lifted the hat from my cockbody and I saw Bobby on his knees, his mouth wet and waiting. He licked my head and I jumped to even harder attention, drooling precum from my new slit-mouth onto his lips, and feeling myself get fuller, ready to give him what was left of me. Bobby licked me more, then took all of me in his mouth, James thrusting me deeper and deeper. I felt the cum begin to swell through every inch of my 10” body. James put my hat on Bobby’s head and hammered me into his mouth. I released every bit of pleasure I had in me, jumping and throbbing and squirting as hard and as far as I could. I felt rope after thick rope of hot cum surge through me and out my new mouth, as Bobby swallowed every last drop. I heard James laugh and curse as I slowly faded away against Bobby’s warm tongue.

Valentine’s Gift

I wanted to give my boyfriend an extra-special Valentine’s Day, so I set up the perfect situation. I told him to meet me at the local Hampton at 11 pm and be ready for a BIG surprise.

I put ads on all the local personal sites… Grindr, Growlr, A4A, and Craigslist. Then, I rented a hotel room. I got more responses than I hoped for, but found the right guys to help make my Valentine’s dreams come true. My message was clear. I wanted at least 4 guys to turn into my cock, so I could give my boyfriend a Valentine’s Day he wouldn’t forget.

I met the first guy on Grindr. He said he’d been a cock before, but he was ready to get completely lost in the experience. When I opened the hotel room door, he walked in and immediately pulled his shorts down. His beautiful, smooth twink ass was more than I could resist. I got hard in my boxers and slid my cock into his ass as soon as he closed the door.

He must’ve been a cock before. As soon as I held him against he door and my balls touched his ass, I could feel the the change begin. I grabbed him and slammed him against the mirrored closet door as he began to melt into my cock immediately. His legs drew up into my balls and his gaping mouth quickly became my piss-slit. Before I knew it, I was pressing my hard cock against the hotel room mirror. I was amazed at how quickly he’d turned, and slapped him against the palm of my hand as a reward. He throbbed in acceptance.

— There was a second knock at the door. I opened it and the couple I’d met stood in front of me. The could see my hard-on and smiled as they stepped inside. I led them to the bed. They both laid down and couldn’t resist worshipping my hard cock. I got on my knees on the bed and let them both take turns sucking me even harder. I let one suck my cock as the the other licked my balls.

Time was running out, so I knew what I had to do. I grabbed one by the head and led him licking to the right side of my hard shaft. The other guy saw what I was doing and obediently took his place on the left side. I let my leaking head slip through their lips until they were licking and sucking my shaft. My cock-head grew bigger as their lips merged to the sides of my cock. They both looked at me with eager eyes as their cocks got harder and their lips spread across my shaft. I caressed their heads, backs, and asses as I eased them into the sides of my growing, veiny cock.

— As if on cue, there as a knock at the door, just as the 2 otters from A4A finished adding themselves to the girth of my cock. I gave my ever-growing cock a quick stoke and slap, before answering the door, completely hard and naked.

I could tell the dude had just come from the gym. His muscles were still big and tight and glistening with sweat. He shoved me into the room and closed the door behind him, his cock straining against his gym shorts. He kissed me hard, pressing his hard, sweaty body against me and backing me up, until he pushed me onto the bed.

“I know what you want, but I just might turn you,” he grunted as he dropped his shorts and released the biggest cock I’d ever seen.

I knew what I had to do and I knew what I COULD do.

I spread my legs, rubbed his sweaty pecs, and grabbed his waist as I guided him into me. I felt him trying to turn me into his cock with each thrust, but I grabbed his tight ass and drew him deeper into me with each thrust. It wasn’t until he was getting ready to cum that he realized he was becoming part of ME. My ass muscles had massaged his cock past the point of no return! With each shot of his cum, he sunk deeper and deeper into me, making me harder and bigger with each cock spasm, as he filled my cock.

— I laid back on the bed, bigger, harder, and fuller than I’d ever been. I heard a key card slip into the lock and the door opened. My boyfriend walked in, obviously impressed and delighted by what he saw. Without a word, he grabbed my ankles and licked his way up my thighs. He purposely avoided my cock, licking his way up my abs and chest. I moaned as he kissed me and led my hands down waist, pulling down his shorts.

He knew my full cock was wet and waiting. He gripped it and slid it into his ass. But he knew I couldn’t keep that for long! He worked me into hard, struggling frenzy! He must’ve felt that I was about to cum… and I was.

He pulled me off the bed, made me stand, knelt in front of my cock, and gripped my shaft, as he kept sucking the head.

“Is this my Valentine’s Day surprise?” he asked between mouthfuls.

“Fuck, yeah,” I said, unable to hold back anymore, “I knew just want you wanted!”

He kept at tight grip on my shaft as the cum began to shoot from my cock. He took two mouthfuls, then closed his eyes as another load shot across his face. I couldn’t stop as stream after stream coated his neck and chest. I moaned as he rubbed my cum-leaking cock against his lips, licking and sucking the last drops of the pent-up cum and men I’d taken just for him.

Completely covered in my cum, he stood up. I noticed HIS cock was harder and bigger and unusually enormous than I’d ever seen. I had to suck it!!

“Looks like maybe we had the same idea,” he said, holding my head and slipping his throbbing cock into my waiting, eager mouth. “Happy Valentine’s Day!”

Glory Daze

I’d never been to a glory-hole before. The idea of it, and the porn I’d seen, always turned me on beyond belief, but I’d never actually tried it out. Tonight would be the night.

I saw a craigslist ad that I just couldn’t resist. “Big cock hanging in a GH. Hard and waiting to fuck your mouth, feed you a load, and give you an experience you’ll never forget! 18-45 only. HMU for the location. Serious inquires only.”

I responded to the ad, saying I’d swallow as many inches as he had to give me. He responded with a nice cock pic and an address, Apartment # 202. I’d never seen a cock so big! I figured his cock pic was Photoshopped, but gave in to my own lust and and drove to the address anyway.

It was in a seedy part of town. As I pulled up, I saw a light above the door of his building. I parked my car and went in. It was dim inside, but I followed the directions, up the stairs. The door was to #202 ajar. I went in, getting harder and more turned on by the second, and saw a sign that said, “Close Door Behind You” taped on a wall that had a large hole cut into the wood. I closed the door behind me. When the lock clicked, the biggest cock and balls I’d ever seen slipped through the hole in the wood. And it wasn’t even hard yet! The pic he sent DEFINITELY wasn’t Photoshopped!

I dropped to my knees and started to tease the tip of it with my tongue. The anonymous cock responded, growing even bigger and harder. It grew tight around the hole in the wall. The head was big and thick, throbbing and bouncing with each lick, begging for even more attention. I was more than willing to provide. I opened my mouth and took it all in, letting my tongue massage the shaft as my lips tightened around the big, hot head. I opened wide as I let him slide the whole length of it down my throat. He started moaning as he fucked my mouth though the hole in the wall. I could feel my own cock straining against my jeans. I was sure he was going to cum soon, but he slowed down and started pulling his cock out of my mouth with every other thrust, rubbing it against my lips. That only made me want it even more! I gripped his big shaft and sucked the head hard, making it turn red and get even bigger.

It was getting so big in my mouth, it felt like it was taking over my WHOLE mouth! I felt my jeans drop to the floor as he slid it further and further down my throat. I closed my eyes, opened my mouth as wide as I could, and let his cock slide as far as it could go. It was then that I realized my hand had fused onto his cock. I tried to take him out of my mouth, but my tongue had become attached to the underside of his meat. But I didn’t care! I loved feeling him get bigger and tighter against my mouth and throat. My vision began to blur, so I closed my eyes tight, and felt sticky precum tears rolling down my cheeks. His big cock vein was throbbing in my tongue and I felt it stretch and grow down my throat, through my chest and abs, until it reached my cock and made it jump and throb in tandem with his. I got lost in the feeling of my entire body responding in kind to every movement of his gigantic cock.

I heard the door to 202 open.

Opening my eyes, I thought I’d still find myself on my knees in front of the wall. Instead, I realized I was sticking out of the hole in the wall, hard, stiff, and leaking! I tried to look down at myself, but my body only jumped and stretched. A hot guy walked in the door, looked at me, and took his shirt off, exposing his muscular, hairy pecs. I tried to say something to him, but no words came out, only more precum.

The hairy dude dropped to his knees and gripped my new cock-body tight. I throbbed in approval. He ran his tongue all around my head, making the guy behind me moan. I moaned, too, but no sound came from my mouth, only more precum. Then he took all of me into his mouth. I shivered with pleasure as his tongue played all over my body, his lips wrapped tightly around me and sliding up and down my body and head. I was in a state of complete and total ecstasy. He sucked me harder and tighter. I could feel the hot cum flowing up through my body, getting closer and closer.

The only thing I wanted was to give myself over to him. I felt myself growing bigger, and the vein running through me beating faster and faster. My only goal was to release my essence hard and far for this hairy stud and be gone forever.

I was on the very edge of giving myself over and into his mouth when he pulled me out. He must’ve sensed I was ready to go. He jacked me hard and I couldn’t hold back! The last thing I remember is feeling hot cum swell inside me, rushing toward my mouth, and screaming in pure pleasure as the cum erupted from my cock-mouth, senting spurt after spurt onto and bouncing off of his perfectly hairy chest and hard nipples.

As the last of my consciousness faded away, I watched him rub the cum into his chest hair, lick his fingers, put his shirt on, and leave Apartment 202. As I was pulled back though the hole in the wall, wet and sticky, I completely faded away.

The Reunion - Part 5/5

“Coach Jeff! I thought I heard you in here.”

“No need to be so formal, ‘Professor’ Chris,” I said smiling and slapping my still-hard cock against my hand, “I already took care of the guys that were here.”

“I’m glad I didn’t come in a few minutes sooner! I might’ve spoiled it for you,” Chris said as he stepped into the weight room and pushed his glasses up on the bridge of his nose.

“You might’ve surprised ME, but the 2 guys I just took would’ve been so far gone it wouldn’t have mattered,” I said winking and tightening the towel around my waist, teasing the slick head of my Wes-cock with the towel. I heard him moan as he leaked pre-cum.

“I thought maybe you’d given that up, Jeff. People are gonna start to notice when the best and brightest of BHS alumni start vanishing without a trace. BUT… I remember when you told me a few years ago about how this all works. Need any help disposing of the witnesses and evidence?”

Chris walked toward me and squeezed the leaking cock under my towel.

“If you come up to the LAB, maybe we can take care of your… hard problem.”

—

I led Jeff up to the third floor in darkness, avoiding the reunion festivities, and into my science room. I knew for the times we’d fucked before that he had a thing for a guy in a lab coat and glasses. I was lucky he hadn’t tried to, or at least succeeded in, turning me in the past. We’d been fucking on and off in my science lab and in his office for the last 5 years.

“So, ‘Coach’,” I said tauntingly, “You wanna get rid of that last guy you turned?”

“Fuck, ‘Professor,” he said grabbing his cock, “You always seem to know just when I need it.”

I opened the door to my lab. I’d spent hours preparing for him. I had moved the tables back and spread a large rubber tarp, covered in my “special lube”, on the floor. When he saw it, he dropped his towel, his big, leaking cock swinging and begging for attention, as he dropped to his hands and knees. His hairy ass open and inviting me in.

“Damn, Kyle! You know I only bottom for you! I won’t turn you, I just want you!”

Coach Jeff didn’t know what I had planned. He was ready to be my fuck-toy and I was more than ready to teach him one last lesson.

—

I saw the tarp, wet with lube, and couldn’t contain myself. Sure, Kyle was the “nerdy science teacher”, but he had a nice, tight body under that lab coat, and a long, thin cock that drilled me deeper than I’d ever been drilled. So, I’d put up with his science talk for years. And he was the only one I let fuck me, since it felt like his cock went on forever and could always make me shoot when he was fucking me. I wouldn’t change him tonight, but I often thought about it, wondering if he’d add the length to my cock that would push other guys over the edge and into my cock even faster.

I dropped my towel and got on all fours. I’d let him fuck me before and, after the night I had had, I was ready to take as well as I’d given. I heard him struggling with the buttons on his shirt, then felt my ass loosen as I heard him open the zipper on his pants and let them fall to the floor.

—

I’d been hard since I opened the weight room door and seen Coach Jeff talking to his hard cock. It was now or never. I unbuttoned my shirt and let my pants drop to the floor. Coach’s hole was waiting. I grabbed the beaker of special lube I’d made and swaggered over to Jeff. I poured the lube on his ass crack. He arched his back, sighed, and raised his ass to my waiting cock. I let the lube run through my fingers and stroked my hard meat, getting it nice and ready for Jeff’s hole.

I pushed the tip of my cock in and let his ass pulling me in. I slowly slid my manhood deep in his hole, until my balls touched his ass. I reached around and grabbed his cock, my hand still slick from the special lube I had formulated, the same lube that covered the tarp on the floor.

“So, Jeff,” I said in his ear as I started to slowly slide in and out of him, “How many have you had tonight?”

In between gasps and thrusts, he said, “I took… two in the weight room.. and one… UGH… in the locker room… UGH UGH… but he was one of my boys from a few years ago. Mmmm. Don’t know if he took any tonight. Fuck, Chris! What kinda lube is this?? Your cock feels even better usual!

His ass tighten around my cock as his Wes-cock sighed as he finally leaked a huge drop of pre-cum onto the tarp.

—

The first drop of Coach Jeff’s pre-cum fell onto the “special” lube-covered tarp. Suddenly, Wes appeared! Still hard but confused and in the throes of ecstasy from the moment he’d turned, he grabbed his slick cock and started jacking it.

Professor Jeff saw this and fucked Coach even harder, rubbing his hairy chest and stroking his cock.

More pre-cum leaked from Coach’s cock onto the the lubed tarp. Brock “The Cock” appeared where the pre-cum fell, also still hard and in the last moment he’d lived before his transformation. Wes and Brock looked at each other in confusion, then began fiercely making out, rubbing their cocks together and humping each other.

Coach Jeff thought he wanted Professor Chris to stop, but was caught up in the smell of the special lube and sex that filled his nostrils. He felt a thick vein form at the base of his cock, running up his hairy abs and chest, throbbing through his beard.

“Chris. FUCK! What’s happ-“

A thick stream of pre-cum leaked from his mouth, onto the tarp. Seconds later, Jonny appeared, ass up and spread wide, just as he had been before he became Coach Jeff’s cock. Wes seized the opportunity, filling Jonny’s mouth with his hard cock. Brock followed suit and slipped this thick jock cock into Jonny’s ass.

Professor Chris watched the new “re-transformations”, smiled, kept fucking Coach Jeff with every inch of his long, thin cock. Jeff thought he knew how to fight this feeling, but he was wrong! He felt his body shrinking and getting stiffer, filling with Chris’s cum.

Brock and Wes and Jonny, still thinking as cocks, had only one thing in mind… pure orgasmic pleasure. They mercilessly fucked Jonny’s holes, as his cock stayed hard and ready for attention. A drop of pre-cum his leaked onto the tarp and Jason appeared, under Jonny’s cock. He saw the leaking member and immediately wrapped him mouth around it.

Coach Jeff watched his former students, lost in lust and pleasure, bringing each other to climax. He tried to fight his own feelings of arousal, but grew more stiff and more full by the moment.

A drop of Jonny’s pre-cum fell from Jason’s mouth onto the tarp. Drew appeared, hardest and horniest off all. He and Jason playfully fought over Jonny’s cock, until Jason stood and let Drew enjoy a Jason/Jonny sword fight in his mouth.

Professor Chris gasped and thrust one last time, hard and deep, into what remained of Coach’s ass. With that, Coach Jeff had finally become Professor Chris’s long, hard cock.

—

Chris stroked his Coach-cock, getting harder and closer to cumming, as he watched the former students. Wes and Brock pulled out of Jonny’s holes and came together, shooting cum so far and hard it landed on each other’s chests and tight stomachs, and Jonny’s back. That made Jonny shoot, too. He erupted in Drew’s mouth, sending Jason over the edge and feeding his load to Drew only seconds later. Drew, feeling the cocks explode in his mouth, began to shoot. His cock throbbed and jumped, shooting thick stream after steam of cum, without even touching it.

Professor Chris walked over to the boys, stroking his hard, wet, leaking cock. Proud that his special lube had done the job he’d hoped.

“This, boys, is why we’re careful. Now, what’ve you all learned?”

Wes, Brock, Jason, Jonny, and Drew all opened their mouths to answer. At that moment, Professor Chris grunted loudly and made one last long and hard stroke, letting his cum raise to the surface and shooting what was left of the Coach all over their faces. The boys lapped it up, not letting even one drop fall to the tarp. They sucked and licked all cum from each others faces and from the Professor’s cock, bringing him to a second orgasm that was all his own.

Professor Chris rubbed their heads as they took the last of HIS load and said, “Teamwork.”

The Reunion - Part 4/5

“Hey, Coach. You in here? We thought we heard you.”

Wes and I had been waiting outside the locker room door. We graduated a couple years ago, but since college was pretty much SUCKING for both of us, we wanted to sneak back in during the reunion to relive our glory days. We wanted to see our old locker room, where we both used to sneak peeks at each other in the shower, but it was locked when we got there. We waited until we heard the click of the lock opening and went in.

I wasn’t prepared for what I saw. Coach Jeff was naked and hard, legs spread, smiling and stoking his cock. I glanced at Wes and he was smiling, rubbing his cock through his shorts.

“Hey, Brock, Wes,” Coach Jeff said, “What are you guys doing here? You and I both know you graduated and aren’t supposed to be on school grounds.”

He said that, but didn’t stop stroking his cock, already wet with precum.

“Sorry, Coach! We just wanted to visit the old stomping grounds.”

Coach Jeff chuckled and bent down, pulling up his shorts up over his hard cock, and smiled. I couldn’t help but notice his muscular ass flex and relax as he bent over.

“It’s all good. You guys wanna take a look at the weight room? We have some new stuff and I remember how hard you both used to work out in there.”

“Sure!” We both nodded. We were speechless. We both used to talk about the bulges we’d see in other guys’ shorts during workouts, and Coach’s always looked like the biggest.

Coach Jeff grabbed his keys from a locker and said, “Follow me, gentlemen.” Like lemmings, we obediently followed him to the weight room.

He unlocked the door, turned on the lights, closed and locked the door, and pointed out the new equipment that had been installed since we’d graduated. “There’s a lot more stuff in here now since you guys left. Wanna try it out?”

“We aren’t ‘dressed out’, Coach,” Wes said apprehensively, sounding like he was still in gym class.

“We’re all men here. You don’t need to dress out anymore, but you might be more comfortable dressed down.” Coach Jeff pointed to our shirts and shorts.

Wes and I looked at each other and shrugged as we both took off our shirts and stripped down to our underwear. Even though we hadn’t done a really work out since high school, we were both pretty ripped. I never knew Wes was into briefs, not to mention the kind that were bright red and perfectly cradled and showed off his cock. My grey boxer-briefs would have to do. I could tell we ALL liked what we saw.

“Wes, why don’t you lay down and try the new leg curl machine?”

Wes obeyed. He laid bare stomach down on the machine and put his calves under the pads. His ass was up in the air, and he had to readjust his wait to try to hide his growing boner. Coach Jeff, who I could see still had a raging hard-on under his coach shorts himself, adjusted the weights. Wes groaned as he flexed his calves.

“Brock, you might wanna spot him there,” Coach said as he nodded toward the bench and rubbed his hard, leaking cock under his shorts. I went to the machine and tried to use my arms to help Wes raise the weight. Coach put his arms on my shoulders, shook his head, and led me to the other side of the leg pads. He patted my outer thigh and pointed to Wes’s thigh. I knew what he wanted and knew what I had to do.

I straddled Wes’s thighs at the knee and held his hips as he did another rep. His legs bumped my ass and I stumbled forward. I knew Wes had to have felt my growing hard-on against his ass. He sighed and raised his ass off the bench for a split second.

My cock was growing in my underwear, and Wes’s must’ve been too, since he kept readjusting his crotch against the bench. Suddenly, I felt Coach’s hairy chest against my back, his hot breath in my ear. His big hands gripped my pecs tight and he squeezed my nipples. “I know you both have wanted this.”

He wasn’t wrong! I slipped my thumbs into the waistband of Wes’s underwear and pulled them down to his ankles, just as Coach kissed my neck and did the same for me. Wes and I both moaned in unison. I guess when I wasn’t paying attention, Coach had dropped his shorts. I could feel his bare cock against my ass. I rubbed my cock against Wes’s ass as Coach rubbed against mine. Wes kept raising his ass to my cock, almost begging for me to fuck him.

“I have an idea,” Coach said, He grabbed a towel laying next to the weight machine, whipped it in circles, and handed it to me, indicating I should put it over Wes’s eyes. Of course, I obeyed. And so did Wes, raising his head to accept the makeshift blindfold.

I wrapped the towel around Wes’s eyes and he raised his ass to me, waiting and wanting. Coach grabbed Wes’s hips and spread his cheeks. I was so hard and ready, I could barely wait to start to fucking him! I pushed my cockhead into his ass. He groaned and arched his back, forcing the rest of my hard cock into his ass.

Coach Jeff must’ve approved, because as soon as Wes took my whole cock, Coach Jeff slip his cock all the way into me. FUCK! It felt so good having my cock in a tight ass while giving my tight ass to Coach!

Wes, blindfolded and moaning, was loving every inch of my cock. And I was loving every inch of Coach. I’d never been so hard while being fucked AND fucking! I kept thrusting into the blindfolded Wes, loving every inch going into both my ass and his.

Suddenly, my mouth was feeling really wet. I was pretty sure I was just drooling from feeling both my ass and cock being stimulated at the same time. Then, I felt a strange sensation. I could feel a thick vein growing from my cock, up my tight abs and between my muscular chest. I grew up my throat and around my jaw. When I moaned, the drool seemed to leak out. Coach rubbed the drool from my mouth and started rubbing it on my hips and sides. Wes was still moaning, and I loved feeling my cock inside him. The more Coach thrusted, the more my face, hands, and legs were numb. I could feel Coach’s cum inside of me, even though he hadn’t cum yet. I tried to turn my head and look at Coach, but I was stiff as a board! I blinked and realized my head was going into Wes’s ass. But I didn’t care! I tried to reach behind me and grab Coach’s ass, but my arms were gone. That was my last thought before I knew my only goal was to feel and give pleasure!

As my head went into Wes’s ass, I heard Coach say, “You both love it, don’t you?”

And I did! Just as I realized I was now Coach’s cock, he pulled me out of Wes’s ass and stroked me hard and fast. I tried to scream in terror and pleasure, but I felt Coach cum in me. His thick streams of cum shot though my ass, stomach, chest and throat, erupting from my mouth which was now nothing more than a piss slit. Pure pleasure shot though my whole body and my lips tingled as my slit-lips spat Coach’s cum onto Wes’s back and crack. Coach groaned and tried to stop me from shooting, but that only made me shoot even harder and farther. I faded away as Coach lubed his cum-wet cock and slid it into Wes’s waiting ass.

—

I felt Brock shoot hard on my ass, crack and back. I even saw his cum hit the wall and mirror in front of me! But I wanted more.

“Put it back in, Brock! I want you in me!”

“You sure?” Coach said as he slipped his cock in my ass, before waiting for my answer.

Coach?? I gripped the sides of the weight bench. Brock’s cock felt bigger than normal. We’d fucked around a few times and it definitely wasn’t his cock I was feeling in my ass. This cock felt bigger, wetter, harder, hotter.

I ripped off the blindfold and turned around. Brock was gone and Coach Jeff was balls deep in my ass!

“Where’s Brock,” I asked between thrusts.

“He only lasted about two seconds. He must’ve REALLY been hot for your ass! But, he’s gone now. Don’t worry. I’ll save you for a REAL workout!”

I was confused but Coach Jeff kept fucking me and I was loving it! It was like I could feel his big, hairy cock driving all the way through me, filling me up, and stretching though my mouth. I tried to ask him about Brock again, but my mouth only narrowed and leaked something that felt and tasted like precum. I heard the weights drop and gave in to the orgasmic, tingling feeling all over my body.

I opened my eyes and could still feel myself pressed against the weight bench. Then I felt Coach lift me up and wrap his fist around my leaking head. Shit! I was his cock!

“Well, Wes, you get to feel one more round of pleasure, my choice. Too bad ‘Brock the Cock’ couldn’t wait. Maybe I should save you for…”

The weight room door swung open.

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The Reunion - Part 3/5

“Fuckin’ asshole!” But I slapped my cock until I got it hard again, and the voice faded.

I knew that Jason wouldn’t be as cooperative as my last cock had been, so I needed to either fuck his voice out of my head, or stroke him out. But I wanted him to experience his cock-life fully, and let him know what it was like to BE the bitch. That’s when I set my plan in action.

I always thought out coach in high school was pretty hoy. He was a new teacher then so, even though he was our “elder” he couldn’t be more than in his early 40’s. I’d heard there would be some teachers at the big mixer mixer the next day. I hoped he’d be there, so I could make him my cock, too.

— THE NEXT DAY —

I showed up to the reunion mixer and wasn’t disappointed. Coach Jeff was there. And looking hot as ever! Even more so! His biceps and and quads were tight against his clothes, and I swore I saw his nipples hard against his shirt, as his pecs were taut and defined against his dress shirt. He looked even better than I’d remembered him, in his tight polo shirt and low-cut gym shorts. I walked right up to him and shook his hand.

“Coach Jeff! Good to see you! Do you remember me?”

“Jonny! Of course I do! I’d recognize you anywhere. Nice, firm handshake you got there.”

“It’s Jon now, but it’s all good.”

I felt my cock start to grow and thought I heard Jason moan in my pants. Coach Jeff patted my bicep and walked away. I could tell by the way he squeezed my hand and arm that’d he’d remembered me, and remembered seeing my naked body and swinging cock go into the showers back in the day. I turned and watched him walk away, and pretended not to notice when he adjusted his cock in his underwear as he walked toward the old locker room.

Of course, I followed. He’d been my goal for ten years and I knew I could make him my cock if the opportunity arose, no matter what.

I entered the locker room and stayed in the shadows as I heard the water turn on in the showers. I waited a few minutes, then peeked around the corner. There was Coach Jeff, under the streaming water, rubbing soap on his muscular chest and letting it run down his tight stomach, onto his cock. I thought I head Jason gasp between my legs as I instantly got hard, seeing the water and soap run off coach’s cock.

I thought I was being quiet, but Coach Jeff suddenly grabbed his soapy cock, glanced my way, and shouted, “Who’s there?”

I stepped out from behind the lockers. He saw me and smiled, “I was hoping that was you. You like what I got,” he said as he soaped up his crack and his cock grew in front of him.

I knew this was my chance to finally make him my cock! I locked the door behind me and I stripped out of my clothes. My cock was getting hard and ready for the coach. I could tell that Jason, my newest cock, wanted it as much as I did, even though he was clueless to the fact that he’d be lost forever.

I stepped up behind coach in the shower and kissed his neck. My cock grew harder as I rubbed it again his soapy ass. He laughed as he put his hands against my thighs. I felt his ass relax, ready to take my cock. And I was ready to give it to him.

I rubbed the soap on his hairy chest and squeezed his man-tits as I slowly slid into him. He grunted and surprised me by thrusting himself onto my throbbing rod. He wanted me so bad that all I had to do was stand there hard as he rode my cock. It’d be easier to change him than I thought.

I could feel his ass muscles pulling and milking my cock. I told myself (and Jason) to enjoy the moment and take him when I was ready. But I was getting lost in how great his ass felt. He was massaging my cock with his ass and practically pulling the cum, and Jason, out of me, as he stroked his big, hairy cock.

“Fuck, Coach! I’ve never felt as ass this tight!”

He laughed again and I moaned loudly and, for the first time, noticed I was drooling. Coach kept riding my cock, relentless. He bent over and grabbed my ass, pushing me even deeper into him, squeezing my cock even tighter with his ass. I got lost in the moment, thinking how good his ass felt.

“You like that tight ass, Jonny?”

“Fuck, yeah, Coa-“

That’s when I first felt it. My drool was stickier that it should’ve been. But I couldn’t stop fucking him!

“Gimme that cock, boy! Fuck me DEEP!”

I obeyed. I kept fucking him deeper and deeper. When it felt like I couldn’t fuck him deeper, I did! I was so far in his ass, I could swear I could feel him stroking my cock when he was stroking his.

“That’s right, Jonny! Fuck that ass!”

I thought he was getting ready to cum, and thought this was my moment to make him my cock. But the more I fucked him, the deeper I felt my cock going. Before I knew it, he was stroking my cock WHILE I was fucking him!

“WHA-“ was all I could say before precum oozed from my mouth. Coach Jeff turned to me, still riding my cock, and looked me in the eye.

“You really think there’s only one way to become a cock, Jonny?”

I felt myself being pulled further and further into him. I could feel the water from the shower falling onto me as my whole body started feeling closer and closer to orgasm.

The shower room spun. I closed my eyes, shook my head, and suddenly found myself between coach’s legs! I was his cock!

“Well, well, well,” he said as he slapped me against the palm of his hand. Every slap sent pleasure through my body and made my more stiff. “Guess you like that!” I tried to reply but only precum leaked from my mouth as he kept stroking me.

“I always thought you looked like a guy who’d absorb other guys, and I was sure when you walked in here and dropped your pants. But the last lesson I wanted to teach you is… you can take ‘em from either side!”

Coach Jeff turned off the water, wrapped a towel around his waist, and my rubbed new cockhead against the rough cotton. I wanted to cum for him so bad! He squeezed me and dried me off as his walked to the locker room door and unlocked it.

“But you’re mine now, at least for a minute.”

He sat on the bench and kept me hard, just moments from cumming. The locker room door opened.

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The Reunion - Part 2/5

Damn! I was pretty much passed out but thought felt my cock moving around and it woke me up. My name’s Jonny. I turned some little bitch from my high school days into my cock earlier tonight, and I think he’s still fighting it. Good thing I’m gonna take care of that in a bit.

At my class reunion, I talked to the QB of our football team from back in the day. We messed around some back then, and I was the guy who always supplied him with his weed, so he was more than happy to talk and meet up again. He may be “straight”, but it’s pretty obvious he remembers the good weed and the awesome head. Tonight, he won’t remember anything but how to be a good cock. At the reunion, I told Jason to text me if he still wanted to “puff and stuff.” That was our old code. I brought the “puff” and he always brought the “stuff.” We always took turns sucking each other, but I knew I could convince him to go further. I was pleasantly surprised when he texted to back so soon.

——

I heard the knock on the door just as I finished rolling a joint. I knew Jason wanted it, but I didn’t think he get here so quick! I felt that bitch in my pants jump and start to get hard. Good to know he wants it as much as me.

——

Jason came in and seemed a bit more shy than he used to be. I just laughed and handed him the joint. That seemed to loosen him up. We sat on my couch and he sparked it up. After a few rounds of “puff and pass”, I could tell by the growing bulge in his pants that he was ready and wanting more. He reached over and touched my thigh, asking, “Do you remember how we used to hang out?” I said, “I remember what used to HANG OUT when we smoked together.”

Taking his cue from our bygone conversations, he unbuttoned and unzipped his jeans, revealing his nice, growing bulge cradled in his jockstrap. “I wore this for you,” he said, “You never told anyone how we used to mess around and I know it always turned you on.” I wasn’t the only one turned on. As I got harder, I could swear I heard that dude I’d absorbed into my cock moaning and begging.

Properly stoned, I started stroking and sucking his cock, feeling his thighs shake as his cock get bigger in my mouth. I was relieved he hadn’t learned how to turn someone into his cock. Amatuer! I slapped his hard cock against my hand, looked him in the eye, slid the joint between his lips, and asked, “Do you want to feel something REALLY good?”

He inhaled deeply, exhaled a large plume of smoke, put the joint in the ashtray next to the couch and said, “What d’you got?”

I dropped my pants and underwear. I was already hard and throbbing. I could tell that dude I’d taken in the locker room wanted this QB as much as I did. He was trying to say so, but every word was just leaking out as precum. Jason looked confused, but leaned over the arm of the couch to take another hit of the joint, exposing his tight asshole. My cock jumped and I seized my opportunity!

I grabbed his hips and rubbed my cock against his crack. My cock leaked in anticipation. I thought Jason might stop me or fight what was to come or ask me to stop, but he only exhaled another cloud of smoke and relaxed his ass muscles. “You only used to blow me,” he said, “but, even back then, I would’ve shown you my QB ass was always a tight end.”

I was harder than I’d ever been before! My cock-bitch must’ve screaming in agreement, because that bitch was leaking more precum than I’d ever seen! I grabbed Jason’s shoulders, licked his neck, and buried my cock into his tight ass. He sighed and raised his ass up to meet my wet cock.

I slid my cock into him ass. I could swear I heard my cock-bitch groan in unison with him as I pushed my way in. I grabbed Jason’s arms and put them against his back. And then I felt it. I know Jason could feel it, too. The more and deeper I fucked him, the more I felt him becoming part of me. I kept thrusting harder and deeper. Jason turned to look at me, loving every moment. He threw his head back and started to moan. That’s when the drool started running down his jawline.

But it wasn’t drool, it was precum. And I couldn’t stop! As I kept thrusting into him, I grabbed the sides of his face. It was wet with precum. That’s when I knew he was destined to become my cock, and I was past the point of no return. With every thrust, he grunted and got tighter and tighter on my cock. Every time he moaned, he spit precum from his mouth. His eyes grew wider and began to stretch into his head, which started looking more and more like a cock head with every thrust, as his arms merged into his body. I could feel my precum leaking to to him deeper and deeper, as he was becoming my cock.

For a split second, I thought I heard that other bitch in my cock shout in protest, but when he shouted the loudest, I started to cum. And I came HARD! The harder I came, the louder Jason moaned and the tighter Jason clamped onto my cock. I could feel my cum fill him as my cum shot from his mouth.

I finally went limp and Jason was gone. So was the voice of that bitch I’d absorbed in the locker room. I started to clean up the mess that had come from Jason’s mouth and my cock. I accidentally brushed my cock and Jason came to mind. My cock started to get hard again and I heard a voice in my crotch say…

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