Leaf Lounge 2
Leaf Lounge 2 Written by Leo_Todrius Commissioned by Firstgold92
The August sunlight was unrelenting, continuing the months-long heat wave baking the city. There wasn't a green lawn for miles, but inside the mall it was a different story. Raised planter boxes held a mixture of plastic and real plants, moss and decorative stones. In combination with the very suitable air conditioning, they were amenities that generated a lot more income than it cost to run. People loved getting out of the heat and the more people that packed the wide halls between stores meant more revenue. It was a mall after all, but as Tobias entered the mall he thought to himself how much more prosperous it seemed to be doing than the previous year.
Toby's reflection was caught on the store front as he walked; he was nineteen, five foot nine, well built and he had the perfect combination of classic brown hair and deep true blue eyes. A t-shirt with the Aperture Science emblem from one of his favorite video games hugged his muscled chest, a plain pair of jeans adorning his legs. It was good to be back in town, a week and a half away from the start of classes... An extra eight days away from the parents before classes started. It was a distinct improvement to living in the dorms, but Toby knew that having his own apartment would be like a slice of heaven.
It was that particular detail that brought Tobias to the mall; he and his best friend Derek had bucked the system, jumping out of the dormitory grind and springing for their own apartment. They were just far enough away from campus to feel like they were living their own lives, but close enough to walk to class in their lounge wear and slippers if they were really lazy. Toby walked along the mall, looking from shop to shop. Nearly every one had been closed down before, but now every nook had a grand opening sign, though there was a bit of a skew to the merchandise...
Despite being the middle of summer, a brand new store selling leather clothing of all sorts was packed to the brim. One of the larger spaces had been turned into a motorcycle dealership. There was no more perfume store but a cologne store radiated musk... and the pet store's stock was less cute and more tough, selling snakes and lizards and Dobermans. Even the pop music piped through the mall had been changed to harder rock and metal. Toby passed it off as a trend or a fluke, passing through a thick group of teenage boys wandering from one shop to another. Toby glanced at them, a bit surprised. When he had been in high school the teens never seemed to be that tall...
Despite his considerations, a glint of light off of metal distracted him just like a magpie. Toby looked around, trying to track down the source when he came to a complete stop. At the very end of that particular hall of the mall was a shop, the window filled with various swords and knives. Resting in the center display was a long sword... The blade was proud, angling into a perfect point at the tip, perfectly even down the length. The hilt was a brilliant indigo blue, two hand guards spreading out where the blade and hilt came together, the blue rising up just enough on the blade to make almost a double-u or bat like shape... and on the blade, etched in to be darker than the metal, was the tri-force symbol.
"The Master Sword!" Toby exclaimed in awe, moving along. As a gamer, no self respecting individual could pass up a chance to ogle the most famous sword from the Legend of Zelda. He moved up to the window and gazed at the sword in awe for many long moments before he looked around to get a feeling for what kind of shop he was at. He soon found the old carved wood sign, the "Leaf Lounge" hanging above the door. It was one of the few places in the entire mall to have an actual door rather than a spacious opening and a looming metal grate. Tobias reached and opened the door, moving inside the tobacco shop.
The smell that swept around him was pungent and sweet. Toby was unable to help but to breathe it in deep like the most beautiful smelling potpourri he had ever experienced. A sense of contentment and comfort wrapped around the sophomore. He looked around, noticing the high back leather chairs off to the right, the vast shelves of tobacco and cigars along the back wall, and the very tall, very large man with a black ponytail and a braided black beard standing behind the counter.
"Something I can do for you sir?" The man behind the counter asked with a smile. Tobias almost blushed in surprise.
"Sir?" He asked, never having been called a sir before.
"Well, you look like a sir... a man with refined tastes." The shopkeeper said.
"I don't know about that, I came in here looking at the Master Sword." Toby smirked. The shopkeeper gave a deep, soulful chuckle.
"See, refined tastes. You respect one of the foundational classics of all gaming." The shopkeeper smiled. Toby smiled, unable to stop himself really. The shopkeeper decided to continue, "So, was the sword the only thing that brought you by, or did you have something else in mind today? What brings you to my neck of the woods?" he asked. Toby wasn't sure why, but he felt like he could confide in the man.
"Well I'm looking for something to celebrate with my friend; we just got our first apartment in college." Toby said. The shopkeeper turned, moving along the shelves, considering.
"Man friend or woman?" he asked. Toby looked surprised.
"Man..." he said, "But I-"
"Here we go..." The man said, pulling out a wide case from a shelf and then a smaller glass case, bringing them to the counter. As he set them down, Tobias could see that the boxes contained several long, thick, hand rolled cigars in perfect condition, sealed completely. The top box held two more, though four metal rings were slipped around one end of each of the two, making them look more important somehow.
"What are these?" Tobias asked in surprise, looking up at the shopkeeper.
"Cigars, world famous cigars for true men looking to celebrate good fortune." The shopkeeper grinned, "These are Arturo Fuente... Medium body, delicate spice, nutty core... Very consistent, very nice... Though these are a special limited edition with the finest El Toro tobacco from Spain." The shopkeeper explained. His smooth, cool voice was almost like magic in Toby's ears. He imagined Derek and him leaning back, lighting up, the smoke billowing out of their lips like real men. It sent a charge through his body and before he realized it, the words were slipping out of his mouth.
"How much?" he asked. The shopkeeper grinned.
***
Heavy groaning filled the downstairs apartment as the furniture was being moved, but it was not the large battered brown couch that was making the noise, it was the young man moving it. Derek knew he should have waited for Toby to get back but he had finished setting up the entertainment center early. Almost every gaming console known to man had been tapped into their shared television, and as if that wasn't enough, Derek had not provided one, but two top of the line gaming PC's with all the latest emulation software. No doubt both he and Toby would drop a grade point from Starcraft alone. Derek reminded himself of the task at hand and stopped admiring his tech, moving back to maneuver the heavy couch into place.
Derek was one month younger, one inch shorter, and one shoe size smaller than Toby. He was also a good deal thinner, a fair but more lithe. His face was framed by the sleek blond hair he had, so bright that it was practically platinum. Derek fell much more easily into the bean pole gangly gamer nerd cliché than Toby, though both embraced their fates. They may not have been that popular but they would be happy, and that was all that really mattered in life. Derek took a deep breath before pushing against he couch, getting it to slide back against the wall. As it lurched into place, he stood up and panted, grinning in delight. He had done it.
The door opened a moment later, Tobias rushing in. Derek turned to great his friend, realizing how late it was. The front yard of the apartment was already shrouded in shade, the crispy dried out grass seeming almost green. The last tendrils of sunset were creeping through the trees across the road. Derek's attention drifted from the outside to the fact that Tobias was carrying something. The blond dusted his hands off.
"Welcome home!" Derek grinned. Tobias smiled in turn.
"I'm so glad you're- Wow, it really looks great in here... Oh, yeah, I'm glad you're here... I found the perfect way for us to celebrate our bachelordom, our coolness!" Toby said, setting the larger case down before pulling out the container with the two cigars with rings on the end. Derek was excited that Toby was excited, though his enthusiasm took a hit when he saw what Toby had come home with.
"But Toby, we don't even smoke..." Derek said, but Tobias was too busy trying to open the container. "You said you couldn't stand the smell." Derek added as Toby got one end open, "Besides, you and I both know-" Derek stopped suddenly as Toby brought the cigars up to his nose. The scent of the flavored tobacco ensnared his senses, moving deep into his lungs. Derek's eyes slipped shut, a sense of contentment swimming through his mind.
"So, are you ready to celebrate?" Toby asked softly. He watched as Derek's vibrant green eyes slipped open again, a grin crossing the blond's face.
"Let's light these bad boys up..." Derek said. Toby and Derek moved over, sinking down onto the couch cushions. Toby spread his legs wide, setting the container aside. He handed one of the cigars to Derek and then reached into his pocket, pulling out a metal lighter as if he'd had one there for years. He flicked the end open, brought his own cigar to his lips, and flicked the lighter on. He drew it back and forth puffing just a bit until the flame drew in enough to make the end of the cigar glow. The lighter was handed off and Derek gave it a try, using the lighter. It felt strange in his hands at first, but in moments it was like an old habit. The lighter was set aside and Derek and Toby adjusted how they held their cigars.
Both men leaned back in the couch, bringing the wide cigars to their lips, wrapping their lips around the length before puffing on it. The tips grew brighter as the smoke moved don the shaft and filled their mouths. Toby held the smoke there in his mouth to appreciate the robustness before he exhaled. As his lips parted, thick curls of white smoke poured out, tendrils dancing about as the cloud spread, lingering around the man that had blown it out. A moment later Derek did the same. Toby glanced over, watching the thin boy blow out a huge amount of smoke, admiring how manly he seemed... Toby wondered if he seemed as manly, craving that in a strange way.
Just as Toby looked away, Derek glanced over, watching Tobias take a long drag on the cigar, filling his cheeks with smoke before it came out from his lips and nose, spilling over his face. Derek envied Toby, for how he made it seem so easy, so cool... Toby was always the collected guy, exuding confidence. Derek loved that... about Toby. And now they were bonding. Derek draped his left arm over the back of the couch, using his right to bring the cigar to his lips ever once in a while. Neither man had exchanged any words since they lit up, but both were seeming more relaxed by the minute. Their bodies sank deeper into the couch, drifting toward one another. Soon they were brushing shoulder to shoulder, their legs spread wide. Toby murmured as his balls seemed to relax, hanging lower in his sack.
His cock spilled forward as well, relaxing in his pants. Toby felt like the cock of the walk, taking another draw from the cigar. He blew all the smoke out, bu rather than pushing away from him, it drifted against his body. The smell of cigar smoke soaked into his hair, his clothes, his skin... the smell of a smoker that never got enough. The curls of smoke even clung to his cheeks, dancing across the tiny invisible hairs that made the very start of the stubble, but as the smoke embraced them, they started getting darker. Shadow swept across Toby's cheeks as the stubble got thicker, darker, giving him a seven o'clock shadow after a few moments. He seemed even more like a man with the stubble, small hairs growing out above his knuckles on the fingers of his hands.
As much as the smoke was seeing to affect Toby, Derek was not being left behind either. With his blond hair being so light, it almost looked as if the smoke itself was becoming stubble on his cheeks when in fact it merely curled around and washed over the soft hairs emerging from his cheeks. While Toby had always been the one to have a bit of muscle, Derek's shirt was growing tighter as his pectorals slowly swelled, his nipples growing tight. Both of them kept puffing away, letting out long breaths of smoke. The cloud was filling the room, but even more it was filling their minds. Never before in their lives had either man felt so relaxed, so happy, almost as if they were floating high above the ground. Every muscle in their bodies was relaxed... with one exception, their love muscle.
Every so often Derek and Tobias would glance at each other and take in their friend with pride. That feeling of manliness coursed into their shafts, blood pooling into their members, their balls throbbing. Derek admired Toby's thick muscles, his short kept beard, his dark nails... Derek didn't even realize that those attributes were changing by the moment. The smoke hung around Toby's hand, staining his nails darker and darker until they were almost black. Instinctively Toby traded hands, smoking with the other until the fingernails matched on that hand... of course that let him reach down and adjust his ample package.
Toby watched with eager delight as Derek took in a huge mouth full of smoke, held it, and then exhaled. The smoke crept around his face, the smallest tendrils ever dancing on the ends of his stubble before they pushed out. A thick blond mustache pushed out over Derek's lip, grazing the cigar in his mouth. Toby's cheeks grew bushy with hair, an incredibly thick and bushy set of mutton chops growing in, though in both cases the stubble was incredibly thick and moving towards a full beard at a rapid pace.
While smoking, the dim evening light glinting off of the metal rings finally caught his eye. They had been brushing up against his lips as a convenient guide as to how far to push the cigar into his mouth, but they were fascinating him more and more. Toby reached over and slid one of the four metal rings off of his cigar, rolling it around in his left hand. The heat from the cigar and from his hand seemed to infuse the metal until it all but shrank, growing a little less wide across but the metal was thicker... and there was a tiny gap in the metal as well, just a little across. With his mind in such an altered state, Toby found almost everything amusing. He lifted up his shirt, looing down at his fat nipples. He held the ring up to one, sliding the nub through the gap.
"Hey look at my piercing dude." Toby said in jest before he suddenly gasped. The metal slipped through his nipple and closed off, the ring complete again. Derek loved over and all but grunted.
"When did you get that? It's awesome..." Derek said, reaching over. He took a firm grip of the ring and gave it a tug. Toby's back arched and he let out a deep noise, surprised by such physical pleasure. Toby looked back to the metal rings on his cigar, pulled out another one and played with it. Just like the first, it stretched and warped, turning into the same kind of ring. Tobias leaned over, lifted Derek's shirt, and before he could react, slid the ring into place.
"What the fuuu.... Uh, that... feels so good." Derek all but melted, going limp. Toby grinned, giving it a good tug, watching how fat Derek's nipple got around the piercing, kept eternally erect by the metal.
"These cigars are even better than I thought... They come with toys." Tobias grinned, pulling off another one of the rings. It too worked into another nipple ring. He slid it up onto his own chest, shuddering as it settled into place. Toby leaned back, looking at his pierced chest. It was quite hot. Recovering from his nipgasm, Derek looked over at Toby and his cigar, realizing what had happened. He withdrew one of the four metal rings from his cigar and worked at it, shaping it into another nipple ring. He hesitantly brought it to his unpierced nipple, held it in place, and then felt the pressure pushing through his skin. He cooed, panting hard. Both men laid back limp against the couch, only moving to bring the cigars to their mouths, inhaling deeply before letting another cloud out, practically bathing in the tobacco smoke.
While both men relaxed, their bodies hardly did. Both men sported raging erections, their pants tented to their limits. The sleeves of their shirts wee spread tight, the cloth tugging into the skin as the biceps and triceps grew so thick. Toby and Derek were certainly disproportionate, having the upper torso of body builders while their legs remained the same, though that soon came to an end as their calves, thighs, and feet started growing. Toby kicked off his shoes to give them more room while Derek wriggled his toes, his feet getting rather stiff. Recovering from the overwhelming pleasure for a moment, Derek slid another one of the cigar rings off of the cigar.
"I wonder what the rest are for. Earrings maybe?" he asked. As he pondered, the ring started spreading wider without getting any thinner. It was impressive really, though it was becoming a very heavy, thick ring with a rather narrow gap that would have almost looked out of place on an ear. Derek held the ring in his left hand, smoking with his right, confused.
"Let me." Toby said, smoke leaving his lips as he spoke. He took the ring from Derek's hand and moved it up, sliding the two ends into Derek's nostrils. Derek grunted in surprise before he felt the ring close, hanging from his septum. Derek's eyes rolled into the back of his head as he realized how male he seemed, so truly manly. Toby gave the nose ring a gentle tug to make sure it was secure, though as he pulled his hand back he couldn't help but caress his best friend's fuzzy cheek, admiring the thick, even blond beard he was growing.
For a moment Toby couldn't remember why he had never felt so close to Derek, it seemed as if he had missed out on a lot... but at least they were together now, and soon they were even closer. Tobias slid the last ring off of his cigar and played with it until it swelled into a matching ring. He slid it up into his nose, felt the ring pierce him, and let out a long sigh of delight... but he didn't want to inhale air to replace the sigh, he wanted smoke. He brought the cigar to his lips and drew in, the end of the cigar burning bright before his cheeks widened and he held it. Tobias exhaled, feeling the weight of the nose ring hanging against a thick brown mustache of his own.
The sound of a zipper being moved down caught his attention. Tobias turned, seeing Derek pull out his achingly hard cock. The skin was darker than he imagine, several shades more tanned than his arms or face... but Tobias wasn't surprised about anything else about the act. It seemed perfectly natural. While Derek smoked with his right hand, his left hand curled around his shaft, giving it a few good strokes. He thought because it was free of the pants that it had more room to grow, but actually each tug of his cock was getting him to stretch a little longer. Tobias watched Derek jerking for over a minute before he realized he should be doing the same thing. The brunette unbuttoned and zipped his pants, opened the fly of his boxers, and let his hard cock out to play. Son both men were puffing away, smoking, embracing the changes even more. They both jerked off for several minutes before Derek grunted with an epiphany.
"Dude, take over for me, I've got an idea." He said. Tobias clenched his teeth around his cigar, working his own cock with his left hand, reaching over for Derek's with his right as if that was the most natural request in the world. Derek grunted in delight as Tobias took very, thrusting his hips into the hand lightly. It freed him up to hold his cigar with one hand and pull another of the rings off of his own cigar. He plugged his gar back into his mouth ad started working on the ring, wondering what it would turn into. Again the metal started to warp, getting thicker but no larger or small in girth. The gap in the metal was formed a bit differently though. Derek tried to figure out what it was for, completely stumped.
"Cock ring..." Tobias said, his voice much deeper than before. Derek didn't seem to notice, he was only pleased such an appropriate answer had presented itself. He pulled the cigar from his mouth and leaned over, kissing Tobias' furry bearded cheek in thanks before he set to work. He carefully held the ring, moving it down to his own cock. It was hard to get steady with Toby jerking it so well, but he wasn't about to ask his friend to stop. He slipped one of the blunt ends in through his urethra, the other blunt en sliding along the outside of the mushroom shaped head of his cock before he suddenly gasped. The ring sank into his flesh, his urethra was stretched wide, and his cock started swelling. It stretched out wildly in Toby's hand, zooming past nine inches, ten, eleven... until it crept just past the one foot mark, thickening to be at least five inches across. Derek's balls swelled as well, going from the size of plums to the size of tangerines in moments. Derek let out a beastial groan as precum oozed down his cock and spilled over Toby's fingers.
"My turn." Tobias said. Derek looked over before he realized what Tobias was asking. He pulled the last ring from his cigar and worked at it, watching it get thicker and heavier, the gap forming just right into another Prince Albert piercing. Derek popped the gar into his mouth before he leaned over, practically into Tobias' lap. He carefully took a hold of his friend's cock, holding it in place as he slid the cock ring into his slit. A moment later it secured itself and the growing process began. Toby grunted, fucking his own hand even faster as his cock grew darker and darker, shifting from peachy colored down to a deeper tan, almost brown. His shaft stretched out, growing fatter and fatter. The head of his cock blunted a bit, a little flatter, the shaft stretching out longer.
Try as he might, Tobias wasn't satisfied with his hand any longer. He needed something tighter, deeper, hotter, something more. He glanced over at Derek, his lips curled and he used one beefy arm to toss Derek onto the floor. The sudden exertion of muscle caused Tobias' shirt to pop at the seams, the fabric ripping, huge beefy muscles emerging. Derek landed on all fours, startled. He turned his head to look back just as Tobias advanced, pulling Derek's pants down to his ankles before he moved. Derek's eyes rolled into the back of his head as he felt the hot hard, blunt and pierced cock pushing between his fuzzy blond ass cheeks.
Even while fucking his formerly straight best friend, Tobias wasn't giving up his cigar. His left hand rested on Derek's hip, several inches wider than it had been minutes before. His right hand held the cigar to his lips, letting him puff away as his own hips thrust forward and back, his huge cock sliding in and out of the tight ring of muscle. Derek was using his arms to keep himself up, but his own cigar was clenched in his teeth as he was fucked, his own cock dangling, dripping thick precum onto the carpet.
While embracing their masculinity and mutual lust, their changes were accelerating. Tobias hips spread wider, his waist growing larger, his pants getting tugged before they fell to the ground around his ankles. The last vestiges of Tobias' shirt fell off, revealing his furry chest. Even his arm hair had gotten thicker, his skin disappearing beneath the thin coating of dark brown hair that spread up over his shoulders, connecting with the fur of his chest as the bush around his cock spread out, the fur covering his stomach and slipping over his hops before his back was filled in like a blank canvas being covered.
Each thrust into Derek's ass seemed to make him larger as well. His ass cheeks were huge, his back covered in muscle and then blond fur. His toes flexed, but only in unison. The reason why would have been clear if either of them had been looking. The skin on Derek's toes was growing together, forming a single flap of flesh and bone. The toenails were as dark as their fingernails, but the hard surface began spreading out, covering the tips of his fused toes, hardening even more as the heels melted away and the ankles shifted. Derek's feet continued to contort until he was the proud owner of two hooves.
Derek's leg hair got thicker and thicker, his skin disappearing beneath a layer of white. He kept letting out noises of pleasure as Tobias rammed his ass, hitting his prostate, filling him with mounting levels of pleasure. Derek snorted smoke out of his nose, still working on his gar, but as the smoke passed through his nose... it started to change. The nostrils spread out a bit, his nose darkened, the point blunted... and then slowly his jaw began to stretch forward. His teeth grew flatter, a blessing so he wouldn't puncture his cigar, and his tongue grew longer. The blond fuzz that made up his beard suddenly swept up over the rest of his face, covering his nose and forehead, creeping back to his hairline as his ears stretched out, growing rounder, longer, more oval.
"Mmmmmooooooooore!" Derek called out, practically mooing. He winced, eyes squeezing shut as a painful pressure started building in his head. Tobias fucked his friend even harder, ramming and grinding. The pressure reached critical as two ivory horns pushed out of the skin, drops of blood lost into the fur. The horns curved up before they moved out perfectly to the sides, inch after inch without end. Derek's balls tugged up to his body and he let out another moo as his muzzle finished forming, his nose turning fully bovine as his horns came to a stop. His ass cheeks pulled apart and his tailbone stretched out rapidly into a long tube of flesh with a thicker puff ball of darker hair at the very end of it. Suddenly Derek's thick cow cock spasmed and a thick, hot load of sperm unleashed along his belly, dripping onto the carpet below.
Feeling his mate lose it, Toby felt like even more of a male than ever before. His balls swelled ore and more, surpassing tangerines and reaching the size of full ranges. He moaned, his mouth stretching out into a muzzle, his lips darkening as his brown beard stretched longer, a thinner coating of brown covering the rest of his face. An incredible, painful pressure built up in his skull, making him feel as if he was going to die before the skin was punctured and the horns emerged, bending out and then forward. The horns spilled out from his head in a much different configuration than Derek's. Tobias' horns were angled forward, ready to skewer anyone who dared challenge that he was the man, that he was in charge.
Across his body his skin had turned brown, his hide had gotten thick and fur had covered him. In the mess of is jeans his toes had fused and his feet had turned into thick hooves. His ass cheeks parted to reveal his dark black pucker, a bull tail growing in and whipping around. Despite having the muzzle of a bull, a curly bushy brown beard hung from his face, the mustache practically hugging the stub of a cigar he held there. Despite Toby's best efforts to keep it going, at last the cigar had gone out. He tossed the used butt to the side and grabbed Derek's thick ass with both hands, going in for the kill.
Toby bucked like a wild bull, as he now was one, slamming his cock into Derek, hilting his friend. He slammed into the prostate more times than he could count before at last Toby lifted his head skyward and let out a moo that rattled the windows. His fat, huge cock pulsed and a massive load of bull spunk sprayed deep into Derek's ass. Derek felt the flow enter his body and he let out another moo, cumming all over himself yet again. For minutes Toby poured into Derek, the blond bull's belly swelling just a bit with the displaced space before Toby's load finally came to and end. Derek unceremoniously collapsed onto the cum soaked carpet and then Toby collapsed onto him.
The two bulls were stretched out on the carpet, Toby's cock still stuffed into Derek's ass. Both men had grown well past their original heights. Derek was at least seven foot three and Toby was even taller, naturally. The two bulls remained in a beefy heap for almost a half hour, panting and grunting before finally they started to regain their senses, moving softly. Toby rolled onto his back and Derek was hoisted up, still skewered on bull cock. He tried to sit up but collapsed, laying his head back against the side of Toby's. Toby reached a hand up to pet the face of his bovine lover.
"So... you... got that... at the mall?" Derek asked finally. Toby nodded.
"A great shop, the Leaf Lounge... It had all kinds of stuff." Toby replied, smiling, "Did you enjoy yourself lover?" he asked.
"Best celebration I ever had... You're a better fuck than I remembered." Derek said, not recalling that an hour before they had both been as straight as a ruler.
"Well when you've got an ass as inviting as yours, who can resist?" Toby grinned. Derek chuckled, looking around before he paused, noticing the other box that Toby had brought home.
"We have a whole case of cigars?" he grunted happily. Toby nodded.
"Yeah, we can keep on celebrating, maybe invite some friends over... though I need to go to the store, pick up some more rings. There totally weren't enough in that box." Tobias grinned, reaching around to wrap his fingers around Derek's half limp shaft, stroking it and massaging the sperm into the thick cow hide. Derek melted back into the sensation, feeling like the most content bull there had ever been. He didn't want to go anywhere else.
"I always want to be like this, you and me..." Derek murmured, clenching his ass muscles around Toby's cock. Toby grunted, his eyes squeezing shut in pleasure.
"Even in class?" he asked naughtily. Derek smirked.
"If we can get away with it..." Derek replied. Tobias snorted in bliss before he unleashed another hot load of sperm deep into his friend's ass, the excess leaking out over his lap. Derek snuggled back before letting his eyes shut. They were going to have an amazing year.