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It had been three days since Silver had taken the biggest cock in his budding career as a Howlr slut. But due to his elation and sheer euphoria at that encounter, he was only now starting to come down from it. He hadn't been able to walk for a day and a half. His ass had a near permanent imprint of that massive cock deep inside him. It wasn't just the phenomenal sex which had had him walking on clouds. It was also the knowledge of the accomplishment itself which kept the afterglow going strong. It had been more than just taking a massive cock. It was the massive cock. And Silver had taken it like a champ.

He swore he could still feel it inside him. And he remembered clearly the look of surprise on Thrad's face. And then followed the greatest sex Silver had ever experienced. It was made even sweeter because they had already set a date for their next hookup. Same time next week. And Silver could hardly wait. But on the other hand, he needed all the time he could get in order to prepare for their next encounter together. He wasn't sure if a week would be enough time to train up. But he had taken that large cock deep inside him, which had been his crowning achievement thus far. But, ever the hungry slut, Silver still wasn't satisfied. There was still uncharted territory to explore, and he vowed that he would conquer that sexual peak as surely as he'd taken Thrad's cock in its entirety.

Silver was going to deepthroat that bull, come hell or high water.

He had tried to do so three days ago. But Thrad was massive, even while soft, and Silver couldn't get even that much into his throat. Thrad was simply too thick for him. He couldn't describe how lame he had felt, bobbing on not even the entire first half of that shaft, while working the rest with his hands. Silver had decided by now that sex was the realm in life he would excel at. So he had felt defeated when he couldn't deepthroat the guy. He felt like a failure. And next time he vowed that he would succeed.

Since that night he had spent with Thrad, Silver had tried to go down on the larger dildos he had. After all, they had helped him know how to handle Thrad's cock in his ass. So if he could deepthroat those dildos of his, he'd be in business. But he hadn't ever bothered to try that before (because he hadn't imagined he would ever need to be able to), and he couldn't do it. They, also, were just too thick. And his smaller dildos didn't reach far enough to be too useful for him. Sure, some of them did reach into his throat. But they weren't thick enough to stretch him out. He needed to train up. But he didn't have much time, nor did he have much to work with. And he certainly didn't have the income to drop on additional dildos on a whim. So he did the next best thing he could imagine, and it felt like a new level to the depravity of his sexual inclinations.

Silver had bought produce of varying lengths and girths, all in the name of training his throat to stretch more than biology had ever anticipated. All so he could deepthroat some massive bull he had met on Howlr. A massive bull, with a seemingly more massive cock.

He sat on his bedroom floor and examined his handiwork. He had cucumbers of varying sizes, along with a few zucchinis which promised to most closely match against Thrad's girth. While he was shopping for them they looked much, much too large to fit into a person's throat. He wasn't sure it was possible. And he was worried he would hurt himself just by trying to do it. But he had to try. In a way it was actually a sexual need of his. He had latched onto the thought of deepthroating that bull of his. And once the thought had come to him, it simply wouldn't leave him alone. Although, looking at the daunting spread before him, he was beginning to wish that it had.

Was he really about to try and shove graduating thicknesses of vegetables down his throat? He started to doubt himself now that his preparations were done, and it was time to actually get to practicing. How had things ended up like this? What exactly was this person he had become?

He had gone to lengths to ensure safety during this peculiar endeavor. He had cut small holes towards the ends of each makeshift dildo, and inserted large skewers to serve as handles for quick ejection. It was an added measure for safety, to make sure nothing got stuck in his throat. He didn't want to suffocate and die for the sake of personal growth as a slut. But just then, looking at the lengths he'd gone to in order to practice this bizarre sexual feat - it started to look a little too desperate. Maybe even a little poisonous. Sex had become a huge pastime for him. He loved it. With each day it seemed that he needed it more than the last. For months now he had been working hard to fully adopt the title of slut. It was just, the thing he had decided to become really good at. But now that had led him to sitting alone on his bedroom floor, looking at a spread of vegetables to shove down his throat - and for a moment he wasn't altogether certain it was the person he truly aspired to be.

That was part of the problem, though. Maybe it was the entire problem, and Silver just worked to mask it behind the lesser problem of deepthroating some dude he'd met on Howlr. He had chosen to become exceptionally good at sex. He wanted to be the best at it. But he had put all his eggs into that odd choice of a basket. Which meant that, if he didn't have sex and slut-hood, then what did he have? But how far did that logic go? Did that mean he needed to deepthroat cucumbers in order to prove his self worth? Had that really become the measure of his personal growth and success?

Silver sighed and further considered the vegetables before him. The smallest of them was perhaps the thickness of his smallest dildo. It had been his first dildo, and was still a general go-to for a quick session of self enjoyment. But the cucumber was much longer, and would be an excellent starting point on his deepthroating journey. And from there they got gradually thicker and thicker. Perhaps they were a little too gradual, because there was a lot of produce spread out on his floor. But he had insisted on being safe with himself. So every step up was carefully considered, because he didn't want to hurt himself, but he also really wanted to achieve this new, sexual peak.

But then, how badly did he want it after all?

The silver tabby certainly hadn't expected to get existential now that his preparations were complete. He had been horny all while getting the vegetables ready for their destiny. His dick had actually been hard all while skewering the cucumbers and zucchinis he'd bought. With each preparation made he knew that this cucumber, too, was going into his throat. That this particular vegetable was serving a much higher purpose. It wouldn't be going into a salad, certainly not. It was just another step along the journey to Silver's ultimate goal. Deepthroating a bull's improbably massive dick.

And is that all life was meant to be?

There was no way Silver could even attempt to count all of his fuck-buddies. Not even if he used all his fingers, toes, and limbs. And the one-off encounters he had had numbered even greater than that. He had certainly gotten around in this past year or so. But he could count his friends on just one hand. It was sad to consider, but he could do it with only one finger, really. But even that was practically a friendship of convenience more than a genuine connection between two people. It wasn't a friend he had made in elementary school and stayed in contact with for years and years. It wasn't even anybody he had known from high school, or a neighborhood kid he'd known for years. It was Luck he was friends with. Luck was also the name on the lease, and was the person Silver paid rent to. And sure, they were on friendly enough terms. But it made sense to be friends with the person you lived with. Ergo, a friendship of convenience. And if Silver had had someone less personable for a roommate, then his friend count would be a fat zero.

For some reason that thought was striking him especially hard. He had more vegetables on his bedroom floor than he had people in his life he was close to. His every instinct at that thought was to hole up and hide away. He could play games or watch TV, and this feeling would subside, at which point he could get horny again and work on training up his throat, like he'd been planning to. But Silver knew himself well enough to know that hiding away wouldn't do him a lick of good. And he talked himself down from his negative thoughts about Luck as well. The buck wasn't just his roommate and landlord. They were friends. Silver had to remind himself of that. Just because he didn't always have the greatest sense of self worth, it wasn't fair at all to project that disinterest onto Luck. The buck was a good guy. He hadn't treated Silver with anything but fairness and kindness. Silver couldn't project his own insecurities onto a person like that. And he wouldn't.

Furthermore, he trusted Luck. Luck was a good bit older than Silver, and thus more wise, and in general he made for a great confidant. And while Silver wanted nothing more than to hole up and hide, he knew he needed to talk with Luck even more.

So Silver made a heavy sigh, stood from his bedroom floor, and left his produce to further contemplate their fate. On one hand, he greatly disliked opening up to his roommate (and friend). But then, Silver knew that he couldn't make it through life alone, and he didn't have to. It was hard to come out to his family, which is why he hadn't done it yet, thus the distance between them. But Luck was well aware that Silver was gay, and he was fully accepting of it. That made him an ally. And Silver was in pretty dire need of one of those.

"Hey Luck?" Silver asked, stepping into their living room. Their apartment was small so it effectively took no time at all to reach Luck, and therefore open up his heart for the buck to plainly see and examine. And for some reason Silver wasn't looking forward to that. So he'd just as soon wished for his living room to be miles away from his bedroom. As silly a thought as that was.

"Hey Silver?" Luck asked back. But it wasn't a question, it was more like a playful game.

"Can we talk for a sec?"

"Yeah sure." Luck said. He left the TV on, but stopped sprawling all over the couch in order to make room for Silver to sit.

"So, you remember about Thrad, right?" Silver asked as he sat down. It was uncomfortable to be so immediately so transparent. But that was how emotional matters got solved, so it was best to just get it over with.

"The massive bull with the massive cock, how could I forget?"

That made Silver sheepish. Certainly, part of him knew that Thrad had been on his mind constantly for the past few days. Which probably meant that Thrad was all he'd been talking about. It was just embarrassing to realize that Luck knew those intimate details so well.

"Right." Silver said. Then he coughed a little bit to try and cover up how awkward he felt, but that just made him feel more awkward. Still, he pressed on. "Uh, so. I, decided to practice deepthroating some vegetables, so I could practice deepthroating Thrad for next time."

"I had a feeling." Luck said. Now Silver's ears drooped a little, in a mixture of both embarrassment and shame. "It was just a guess, of course. But it was a lot of veggies dude. What else could it have been?"

"It could have been my-" Silver said, then stopped. But Luck had picked up on it all the same.

"You weren't stretching your ass, though. You have dildos for that, and besides, you already hilted him. Remember?"

Now Luck was patronizing him. But Silver talked himself down from that. Luck was just being forward, which was a precedent Silver himself had set. He was being frank, not rude.

"Uh, right." Silver said. Then he took a deep, steeling breath. He thought through what he needed to say next, and braced himself to push through it. "Well, I was getting ready to start practicing, but then I got really existential because I have more cucumbers than friends, and-"

Silver would have continued, but Luck had burst out in laughter. Silver picked up right away that his roommate wasn't laughing at him. It was probably just a funny thing for Luck to hear. But the buck was nearly doubled over in laughter. But then, it wasn't so much a laughter as it was a full bodied mirth. It made Silver laugh a little bit too, even though he wasn't sure what he was laughing at. But Luck's laugh was contagious, and it did wonders to dispel Silver's foul mood. He couldn't possibly have expected it, but that moment was all it took. Silver was no longer desperately alone in a room of depressing veggies. He was sharing that experience with his friend. And laughing about it, too.

"Dude." Luck said once his laughter died down. "You have friends, man."

"Not really, though." Silver said.

"Sure you do. People from work? They're friends."

"They're just work buddies, though. Sure, we get along. But-"

"But you stop yourself from getting closer to them. And you know it's true."

"I guess."

"No, you know. Be honest dude. Come on, they know you're gay, and they accept you just like I do. That's great! So that's like, what, seven friends? Eight?"

"About nine or ten, actually."

"See? Nine or ten friends. That's great!"

"But we don't hang out and stuff."

"Then hang out with them. That's on you, Silver. You can act pitiful about it if you want. But the only reason you have more cucumbers than-" Luck had to fight off an additional bit of laughter before he could finish his thought. "-than friends, is because you hold yourself back. You know it's true."

"... okay, yeah. I know. I mean, we've talked about this before."

"Exactly! So you can't come to me and be sad about it. I mean, you can. And I'm glad you did. But you already know the answer dude. Sometimes it just helps to have someone else say it, you know?"

"Yeah, I know that too." Silver said.

In another state of mind it might have felt bad being called out like that. Luck was being pretty straight forward, and that's the sort of thing that a lot of people can't handle. But Silver would rather someone be straight forward than beat around the bush. He liked to think that he was good at reading people, so he often felt like he knew what they felt anyway. So it especially bothered him when people weren't honest. And not just honest with him, either. It was a shame when people weren't honest with themselves. It was practically the biggest shame of them all. But Silver's mind couldn't go there without thinking about his own shame. And damn if Luck wasn't empathetic as well, because the buck picked up on it right away.

"I still think you should tell them." Luck said.

"I know."

"I know you know. And I can't pressure you into it, that wouldn't be right. But it will seriously help, Silver. I promise you that."

"It's just hard."

"I know it is. But-"

"How can you know though? You aren't gay."

"True. But-"

"So you never had to come out. And-"

"Let me finish dude. From everything you've told me, your family is really good people. So first of all, they'll understand and accept you anyway. But second, and I haven't exactly said this to you before - they already know. I guarantee it."

That stopped Silver pretty hard in his tracks. Again, Luck was empathetic, and where people were concerned he typically turned out to be right. But more than that, it was an inconvenient fact which a corner of Silver knew as well. His family probably did already know that he was gay. So coming out really shouldn't be such a big deal. So why did it have to feel like it was?

"... I know that too." Silver said, finally.

"I know you do. So you gonna do it or what?"

"Tell them?"

"No. The cucumber thing. You gonna do it?"

"Yeah." Silver said. And he meant it, too. And that meant the world to him. Just moments ago he had been weirdly depressed about it. But now he was excited to get to work. Luck had inexplicably helped to remind him what he was about. Silver was gay. He was really gay. And he wanted to be good at it. And this was another step along that journey.

"Can I watch?"

Silver coughed in surprise.

"Excuse me?"

"Can I watch?" Luck asked again.

"Why?"

"Because I've never seen anyone deepthroat a cucumber before. And it means a lot to you, right? So I wanna see it."

"You're kidding."

"Nope, totally serious. It's not like I'm doing anything important or whatever. And I wanna see."

"Uh, sure, I guess."

"Really?"

"Yeah. I mean, you're the one who asked."

"Damn straight. Or, gay or whatever."

Then Luck stood up, and prompted Silver to stand up, and the buck actually led Silver back into his room. Against all odds Silver's roommate, landlord, and unlikely friend, was genuinely interested in seeing a small, gay cat put vegetables into his throat. So Silver showed off the spread of vegetables he had carefully prepared, and he had Luck's full attention while he explained what was going on.

"So, I put these dowels I put in them so they don't get stuck or anything."

"That's a lot."

"Of dowels?"

"Of cucumbers. That's a lot."

"Well, I needed a lot."

"But that many?"

"Sure. They're all gradual, and-"

"They look the same size."

"No, they're gradual. But they do look like the same size, but-"

"How do you know?"

"Know what?"

"How do you know they're gradual? They literally look the same size."

"I measured them. And-"

"You what?"

"I measured them."

"How?"

"I took a measuring tape, and-"

"Into the store?"

"Yeah. And-"

"That's so weird." Luck said.

That made Silver more than a little indignant.

"You're the one who wanted to watch." He said.

"And I do. But did you feel weird about it?"

"I mean, yeah. But-"

"I bet it looked weird."

"I guess. But-"

"I mean, they must have known, right?"

"Who?"

"The shoppers, dude. What, some twink kid is going around measuring the width of a ton of cucumbers? They had to have known."

"Uh-" Silver said, then stopped. He had gotten a little speechless, because Luck was absolutely right. At the time Silver had been horny enough not to care, but people really must have known what he was up to.

"So, then what happened?" Luck asked. But it took a moment before Silver could respond, because he was still stuck on the idea that people knew he was doing sexual things with produce.

"Uh, I came home." Silver said, finally.

"And then you got existential and stuff."

"Yeah. But, now we're here, and-"

"And you're gonna show me, right?"

"Yeah. I mean, I guess."

But Silver was starting to get a little impatient. Firstly because Luck kept interrupting him. But Silver couldn't exactly blame him, he was just excited. For some reason. But mainly Silver just wanted to get started. He was excited to get to work now, and he felt like Luck was stopping him from that.

"So? Show me." Luck said. But that stopped Silver too, because he suddenly got extremely sheepish. The reality of his situation had hit him in a big way. He was genuinely about to deepthroat cucumbers in front of his roommate.

"Uh. Do, I have to?" Silver said. He felt lame, not to mention that he already knew what Luck's response would be.

"You promised, dude. And I want to see."

"Why, though? It's weird."

"No more weird than you putting cucumbers down your throat. It's just something I've never seen before. And I'm sure you can do it. I just wanna see it, that's all."

"But it's gay."

"So? I mean, don't get me wrong, it's super gay. Like, really gay. But there's no secrets between us, right? I tell you what I have going on, and lord knows you tell me about all your hookups and stuff. So let's get to it."

"To deepthroating vegetables?"

"Exactly. You went through all this effort, after all. I'm waiting."

To emphasize his point Luck sat down on Silver's bed and looked at Silver, and the spread of vegetables, expectantly. Silver stood awkwardly for a moment, then figured there was nothing for it, and knelt down next to his array of cucumbers and zucchinis. He reached for the smallest one, and-

"You're actually gonna do it?" Luck said. Silver sighed in exasperation.

"Yeah, I'm going to do it. You going to watch or what?"

"Sorry. Sorry. I'll let you do your thing." Luck said. His eyes were wide in anticipation. He was extremely, and extremely weirdly, into this.

With that Silver picked up the smallest cucumber, then eyed Luck suspiciously. It was a warning look, as though to tell Luck that he better not interrupt again. But Luck was rapt and had no intentions of interrupting again. He genuinely wanted to see Silver do it. So Silver brought the cucumber to his mouth, and imagined it was some dude's dick, and opened his mouth. Then he bailed.

"I can't." He said.

"Why not?" Luck asked.

"It's weird with you here."

"It's weird anyway dude. Besides, you want to share this, don't you?"

"I, uh. I guess?"

"Sure you do. You feel lonely because you don't have any friends to be gay around. And I'm not gonna watch you put shit in your butt or whatever. But this is cool."

"Really?"

"Yeah dude. Nobody deepthroats vegetables. Like, nobody."

"I'm sure some people do."

"Nope. And they especially don't deepthroat that." Luck said, motioning to the furthest veggie along Silver's strange lineup.

"That's what I have to work up to, though."

"It's massive."

"Thrad is massive."

"You've told me. So? Get to it."

Then Luck fell silent again, and looked at him with eager anticipation. He was way more excited about this than he should be. But there was nothing for it, and in a way he was right. Silver did want to share this. It was cool to not be alone in this part of his life. Then he brought the cucumber back to his mouth, but again he hesitated. He couldn't believe he was about to deepthroat a pretend cock in front of his friend. But that had its own sexy allure to it, which Silver tried to hold in. In a way it was incredibly exhibitionist. Silver hadn't ever done something like this before. It felt like a huge step, to be able to share this with someone. Even though it was such a damned weird thing to do. Then he went for the cucumber again, and again he hesitated. Then he took a deep breath, and sort of shook his head as though to say that he couldn't believe he was about to do it. Then he put the cucumber in his mouth. And just about instantly he got it all the way down.

He figured that he could deepthroat it pretty easily. He had taken thicker cocks in his throat before. After all, he did have a lot of experience thanks to Howlr, and the copious amount of men on it. This was just the first step. It was a warmup to the warmup, because Silver knew that taking something as thick as Thrad was going to take a lot of work. And if he was serious about doing it, then he needed to do it right.

To that end, he did his best to ignore his questionably straight roommate, and got to work. He a little bit went to town on the cucumber. He treated it like a proper cock, like it was some stud he was trying to get off. Silver employed his signature move on the piece of produce, which was to swallow with it still lodged in his throat. It always drove guys wild, even though it was a challenging thing to do. It was especially hard to do while fighting against his gag reflex, which just now was a battle which Silver lost. He gagged on the thing a few times, then pulled it out and took a deep gasp of air. What Silver hadn't expected, however, was the rousing applause from the audience he had genuinely forgotten about.